Picking Elena Pt. 2

Jann had immediately pulled Hera’s ribbon and pushed her down, bending over like a dog. He lifted her skirt and worked and push his cock into her asshole and made loud grunts. There goes my option.

I looked at the instructor, and she was already on top of a boy. Because only one instructor had come, the balance of the class was only one male more than female. That meant there was the only girl left someone else has chosen was Elena.

I gritted my teeth. Should I take my chances relieving myself? No, I must take Elena and try to come before she does and tortures me again.

I walked towards Elena, who was sitting on the bottom row on a bench sitting down. Elena already engaging in fingering herself and pushing inside her cunt, her hands pleasuring her and stimulating herself over her parted panties and underneath her dress.

I pulled her ribbon, and she looked at me shocked and angry and stopped her self pleasuring.

“What are you doing peasant? I thought you had that Hera slut to fuck?”

“Well, looks like your brother has taken an interest in her.” I pulled out my cock and stroked it to hardness.

“How is that any of my concern,” Elena said annoyed.

“You know the rules.” I threw my ribbon at her chest. I pulled ripped her sopped silk panties off.

“Go fuck yourself like I’m doing, get lost peasant, haven’t you le-” she was interrupted when I pushed her wet panties into her mouth like a gag. She looked at me with such hatred.

I smiled and positioned my cock near the entrance of her asshole. I pushed my phallus in towards the opening, her ass gave much resistance.

She looked horrified and spat her panties out of her mouth. “Where do you think you’re putting your dick commoner?”

I didn’t reply to her and pushed her body into the full length down, at which she made a groaning and sucking sound. I threw my weight into her and could see the entire length disappear between her legs.

“You asshole!”

“No, your asshole. Princess, it is tight.” I grunted, pulling slowly out and pushing back in. My hands held her close to my body tight so she couldn’t wiggle out of my hold. She clamored and writhed in my arms, her breasts moving against my chest. Her legs clamped around my back and pulling me in. Her nails dug into my back and clawed at it, her eyes a flare of shock, anger, and pleasure.

“Relax princess, for the both of us,” I grunted. I bent my face forward and pushed my tongue into her. She bit me my tongue, which I yelped in response and nibbled on the bottom of lips. It bled. I kept at her, my hands holding chest close to me, my hips thrusting into her, I didn’t care. I kept moving my face forward with my mouth on hers and her lips and her neck and her cheeks. She fought and relaxed, her asshole now absorbing my dick and my movements into her felt like we were one. She withdrew her head back and spat in my face and glared at me and then began hungrily pushed her chin forward and dug into my mouth with her tongue. We locked tongues and still, she would open her eyes to glare at me.

My hands clenched on her soft buttocks and drove her into me, my fingers digging into the meat of her hind and moving it towards my dick. I could see her eyes roll back. She whispered angrily in my ear with such passion and hatred. “Fuck me, peasant! Fuck me, peasant! Look what you are doing to me!”

I was feeling close, my body shakily withdrew, and I pushed her down on the floor, her head held up against the bench and pushed my dick into her mouth. I kept her face towards my hips. She gasped for air and rubbed at herself in a frenzy as I shot my load down into her throat. I could see her throat and neck making the pulsating movements up and down of accepting my seed into her stomach. I pulled my dick back to the tip and back down the base and back to the tip and forward, saliva leaning my dick and cleaning it off as I huffed and panted over her. She kept driving fingers in herself and trembled, and I could hear muffle orgasmic cries that vibrated my cock which her mouth was still attached to.

I looked down at her. She looked up at me with such disdain and regret but also lust. Her chested moved up and down as her legs wobbled and shook. I opened her mouth with my hands and spat into it.

You’re mine, Elena. I don’t care if I hate you and you hate me. I’m going to spend the rest of the semester doing this to you.

She looked at me, and for the briefest second, I could see the corner of her lip move into a smile.