I sank my cock into my teacher’s sweet ass

Whoever invented lube…

Seriously.

They need a statue in every town across the world.

“Oh God,” I groaned, unable to keep it to myself. I stared down in front of me and watched the tip of my cock as it slowly, ever so slowly, poked into her. A soft, quiet whimper is all Miss Laura offered, but somehow it made my cock harder than it had ever been before. That’s right baby. You dirty girl. My dirty girl.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned again, spreading open her left ass cheek some more with my right thumb as I squeezed it, subtly pulling her back into me as I slowly inched my hips forward.

She tensed for a moment, audibly gasping when the head of my cock began to slide in. She moaned uneasily, no doubt regretting opening that front door this evening.

“Ohh fuck,” I groaned again, relishing the sensation. That tight, unmistakably snug grip of her asshole, somehow stretching open to accommodate what I was slowly giving her. The female body is an amazing thing.

The air in the room was so thick.

Heavy.

Sultry.

I squeezed my cock hard, the head swelling as it finally, triumphantly slipped inside. My eyes were transfixed on the scene before me, and the urge to fucking impale her was overwhelming. My right hand gently pulled her backside to me as I let her asshole adjust to the girth of my head. My dick was flexing with anticipation.

“Ahh!” she suddenly said, gasping with a sharp inhale, muffled by her bedsheets but loud enough for me to hear. I shushed her tenderly. She somehow buried her face in the sheets even more, her sharp moan melting into a series of whimpers, and I understood. It’s not every day a girl has a dick up her ass. The thought of doing this everyday suddenly made my cock flex, which she obviously felt. It must be terrifying for her. Embarrassing, not wanting yet yearning something so taboo. So dirty. Her student’s dick. And an asshole of a student, at that. Me. Of all students. Christ. This girl was engaged to be married, and here she was, face down in her own bed with the head of my fat cock up her ass.

Yet she stayed stock-still, unmoving and completely submissive to my lewd desires. To her desires. I knew she wanted it. Her body had become accustomed to being pleasured by me virtually every fucking day. Trained to obey its new wants and new needs. Deep, dark needs. Well, here’s a new one for you, Miss Laura.

I grit my teeth and sighed, and when the head of my cock slipped completely inside she moaned, sharply and suddenly, as if in shocked disbelief that it could fit. Our little appetizer earlier in class must have put her somewhat at ease, knowing that I wouldn’t tear her in half. She seemed mentally prepared, at least.

I was mentally enthralled as I watched the bottom lip of my fat helmet disappear inside her back entrance, the tight grip so inviting as the copious amount of lube did its job.

I ran my hands over her ass cheeks, fondling her tenderly to let her know what a good girl she was. How good she was doing. After several breath-holding moments, she seemed resigned to what was happening, even relaxing as much as she could. Enough for her to start breathing again in small, quiet, nervous huffs and puffs. But if ‘just the tip’ is all she was expecting, I was more than happy to disappoint her.

The lust I felt was powerful. I grit my teeth and squeezed her ass cheeks with large, strong fingers. Her flesh was so firm, yet so pliant, subtly denting and moving under my fingertips. She was a work of art. My own, personal blank canvas, just waiting for some color.

She inhaled sharply and leaned forward when I pushed into her, small, **** sounds that said no and yes simultaneously, fighting herself and all she knew and believed and wanted and feared. I held firm on her ass cheeks and pulled her to me as I inched into her with a slow driving thrust, my cock head delicately carving a path up her ass.

When my slippery head slid past her sphincter she moaned sharply, the sound dulled by her pretty face mushed into her bedsheets. She tried to lean further forward but had nowhere left to go. I held her there firmly, and pulled my cock back just a fraction of an inch to give her some relief, teasing her with slow, in and out movements, letting the lube coat her insides, preparing her for the inevitable intrusion.

It was so erotic, having her at my mercy like this. She must have felt it too, because when I finally did slowly inch into her again, she responded with a low moan, long and drawn out, as if signifying her submission to me. Yes. Just do it. Just give it to me. Is that what you want, Miss Laura?

“Yyyeah,” I groaned. My lips twisted into a sneer as my cock slid further into her ass, her sphincter instinctively relaxing to milk that sinfully sensitive spot just past my head on the underside of my shaft, wet with lube and loosened enough for entry. My eyes threatened to roll back into my head at the heavenly sensation as I slowly shoveled my cock head into her another inch.

“Hhhoh my God,” I thought I heard her mumble into her sheets, surely in shock and disbelief that this was happening, and that it did, indeed, fit.

I stared down at her ass, watching inch after inch disappear inside my teacher’s asshole, obsessed with how it looked. How it felt. She winced as my girth stretched her open, my cock now halfway up her ass, flexing and throbbing, begging me to go faster.

Deeper.

My hands held her firmly as I pulled back, teasingly sliding my cock out of her until just the head remained inside, enticed by her soft moans and whimpers, the sounds and sights of her fists desperately strangling clumps of bedsheet as the act stimulated her warm rectum. So fucking warm. So fucking tight. Her right hand flew back and latched onto my wrist, and she moaned suddenly. Curious. Her grip on my wrist tightened, and I swear to fucking God I felt her hand pull on me. Just a tiny bit. It was if she were scared that was it, and I would pull out and leave her wanting. I smirked. She wanted it. Her hand tugged again, just barely. But enough. This was my ass now, and we both knew it.

Time to give the lady what she wants.

I used my left hand to pry her fingers from my wrist and pinned it down against the small of her back with my right hand, firmly holding her wrist as I slowly thrust my hips into her. She fought to pull her hand away but only momentarily, finally yielding to the strength of my hand which pinned it down.

She whimpered, but at the same time her shoulders relaxed, her body responding with relief that it would get what it wanted. My cock slid back up inside her ass smoothly, that heavenly resistance hugging my lube-coated shaft in the best of ways. She winced and let out a stifled, high-pitched moan when my cock hit the halfway mark, my girth stretching her open. That seemed to be her limit, at least for now. God, I couldn’t wait to train this ass to take all of me.

I pulled back again as she inhaled deeply, subtly arching and relaxing her hips to prepare herself for another thrust, moaning so quietly when I drove back into her, slowly and smoothly fucking her sweet, sweet asshole.

I continued slow-fucking her like this until I couldn’t take it anymore. As much as I wanted this to last, time waited for no one, and before long her other half would make his way home and want to slip into bed after a long day of being a douchebag.

I slipped the fingers of my left hand into the crevice where her left hip and thigh met and pulled her to me as I drove into her. She continued oozing out soft moans and whimpers and noises of **** desire, her volume and pitch rising and lowering as my cock shoveled its way into her dark, warm depths. Slowly speeding up my thrusts, she seemed surprised at first, having gotten used to my slow, almost tender, continuous penetration.

My eyes flashed between my dick, halfway disappearing and reappearing in and out of her ass, to the back of her head, she o the arm I pinned down the her lower back, to her free hand gripping her sheets and frantically opening and closing because it didn’t know what else to do.

I groaned as I sped up just a bit more, now at a steady, medium pace. The noises she made seemed more nervous now, as if she expected me to suddenly impale her with my entire length. Yet within those noises she made was a rising anticipation. As if each thrust made her crave another. And another. And another.

Good.

I wanted her to cum from this.

Only this.

I knew her body. How it worked. If she came from this, she would want me to do it again. And again. You could call me selfish, and you’d be correct. But if she was also getting what she wanted, what’s the fucking problem? My cock flexed as it spurted thick, stringy globs of precum inside her at the thought of her cumming with my dick up her ass, and made my cock even harder as it fucked her.

I could hear the faint, wet sounds of my cock sliding in and out of her as the lube bubbled up and kept her asshole slick and pliant around my thick shaft as if stretched her anus open over and over.

I slipped my left hand off of her hip and reached up, grabbing a handful of hair at the back of Miss Laura’s head, my fist tugging suddenly. Not too hard, but hard enough to add a little oomph to my thrusts. She winced at the sudden pain and rose up as I pulled her head back and up.

Her breaths were loud and panting once her face was free of her bedsheets, her desire clearly evident. Fuck yeah. Take that dick. I pulled her hair firmly as I groaned, driving in and out of her ass with purpose, desperately fighting the urge to go balls deep and really pound her like I wanted to.

She rose up and planted her left hand flat on the mattress, locking her elbow to hold herself up as I held firm on her hair, her neck bending back as I pulled. She grit her teeth and grunted as this new position allowed another inch of my cock to penetrate her, adding that much more stimulation around my shaft.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned, unable to keep quiet any longer. I felt the familiar tingle of impending release, euphoric yet disappointed it wouldn’t last longer. There would be plenty of time, I suppose, for another session like this. Maybe even in class. Oh God yes. Up against her desk. Against the wall. On the floor. In her car. Outside against the brick walls of the fucking school.

But I needed her to cum. Maybe she needed some words of encouragement.

I tightened my grip on her wrist, pinning it down against her back roughly, then then yanked back on her hair.

“You like that, you fucking bitch?” I asked suddenly, hoping my words would stimulate her pussy in all the ways I knew they could. “Huh?” I yanked hard on her hair again.

“HhhUGH!” She moaned loudly, then inhaled sharply as if the sound startled her.

“You like it in the ass, don’t you?” I asked again, neither wanting nor expecting an answer. She whimpered, afraid to answer, or conditioned not to. My dick continued its **** of her back door, smoothly pumping in and out as we both inched closer and closer to climax.

I yanked hard on her hair again, leaning down so my lips were against her left ear as I continued to fuck her tight, pink ass.

She gasped, wincing again as my fist pulled her head back. Adding that little bit of pain to add to the pleasure. She made an uneasy, curious sound that told me she was afraid of the question. Afraid of the answer.

“Who’s fucking ass is this, bitch?” I asked, low and rude, my sneer contorting my whole face. Her asshole milked my cock as it pumped in and out of her warm rectum, my orgasm building. I let go of her wrist and reached forward to wrap my fingers around her throat, pulling her up against my chest as I continued to fuck her. She grunted loudly, mouth wide open as my cock pushed another inch unceremoniously inside her ass.

Good god, she was fucking tight. I wouldn’t last much longer.

I let go of her hair and brought my hand back, then sent my open palm crashing down against her left ass cheek with a hard spank.

“Unnnghh!” She grunted out, then winced through gritted teeth. I leaned back and looked down at her ass, admiring the mechanics of my large, thick shaft fucking her tight, tiny hole again and again.

“Ohh fuck,” I groaned, my balls ready to empty themselves. I spanked her hard again, the sound cutting through the noise of her panting breaths, ragged and deep as she approached her own orgasm. Her moans and whimpers got higher-pitched and loud even as she tried to contain them.

“Ohhhh!” She whimpered, stilted and high-pitched and heavenly and euphoric, and her right hand flew back, her fingernails suddenly and violently digging into the flesh of my right thigh as her orgasm hit her.

My balls spasmed as I grit my teeth from the pain.

“Oh fuck, Laura,” I groaned and without warning started shooting inside her ass as I kept fucking her, both unable and unwilling to stop or hold it back.

She gasped loudly at the sensation of a hot load shooting inside her for the first time, her breath uneven and ragged as she swallowed hard against my still gripping fingers.

I let go of her throat and grabbed onto her right breast, quickly finding her erect nipple between my fingers and pinched. She cried out then bit her lip to silence it, her body shaking as she came, my cock still spilling its hot seed inside her puckering ass.

I groaned and grunted as I pumped my cock in and out of her asshole, only slowing up when she winced, her fingernails digging deeper into my thigh. Her orgasm over, her asshole now sensitive, I finally stopped, halfway up her ass as my dick flexed and throbbed the last of my load into her.

“Mmmmphh,” I groaned as it flexed. “Mmmmphh.”

Slowly, so fucking slowly, I pulled back out of her asshole, tenderly and carefully letting my cock head slip out. She winced as her body tensed up for a moment, her soft asshole releasing my head with a wet kissing sound.

Such a nice, pink asshole. Full of my warm load.

“Ohh yeah,” I whispered as I tried to catch my panting breaths. She panted along with me, whimpering and softly moaning as she dropped her face back down into her bedsheets.

I smirked as I breathed, then spanked her left ass cheek hard again, to let her know what a good job she did. What a good girl she is.

She gasped and let out a moan that was subdued. Dull. Still coming down from her orgasmic high.

I stood back up on shaky knees, my muscles in my right leg doing that quick spastic bouncing thing it does when it’s been locked in a certain position for so long. I chuckled quietly as I found my balance and got dressed.

I looked down at my conquest, spent and collapsed on her bed. Satisfied.

I fucked my teacher.

I fucked her in the ass.

Fuck, it was good. More than good. My smile was a mile wide as I fixed my shirt, taking my phone out of my pocket to snap a quick photo of the damage. Her right leg bent up as she lie on her belly, breathing heavy as her body tried to calm itself after her orgasm. The unmistakeable glisten of the wet spots on her ass crack. That beautiful, perfect ass. I chuckled again, inhaling to breathe in the scent of sex. Vile, deviant, unholy sex. My cock flexed as it deflated, happy. Oh Miss Laura. Ohh, Miss Laura.

I leaned down and brushed her still damp hair out of her face, and turned her body, pressing my lips to hers as she panted. She whimpered and offered some resistance. God, she knew what I liked.

Loved.

As with all things, she eventually relented, and let me kiss her. When my tongue touched hers she responded in kind, kissing me back through heavy breaths. It was passionate, and so very pleasant, and like the good girl she is, she let me lead, massaging and licking her tongue with my own.

I moaned into her mouth, tasting her lips and tongue as she did the same to me, then I pulled away as her lips searched for mine. I wanted to just slip her over and clamp my mouth on her pussy and suck another orgasm out of her. To smell her. Taste her. Clean her pussy out with my hungry tongue.

Plenty of time for that, though.

Plenty of time.

Taking one more look at her naked body, so slender and petite, I shook my head in amused satisfaction as I remembered the sight of my large, thick cock up inside that small ass.

I let out a long breath, then left the way I came in, making sure to text her the picture I took when I was halfway home, windows down to enjoy the night air as it blew through my hair, one hand in my lap as I felt my dick through my jeans, heavy and swollen, imagining what tomorrow will bring.