Just fuck her

Few seconds of seeing Amelia naked, anxious, and, most importantly, helpless throws a wave of raw lust through my brain, blood, bones, through everything. Perhaps I waited for too long watching her and other girls swimming but I simply can't continue this little game. I just want to **** her brains out.

I grab her by the arm and smash her sexy face and tasty naked tits on my desk, throwing some useless papers down. Her whelp, caused both by my surprise agility and the pain of having her gorgeous large boobs smashed against hard wood, is quite audible and pleasant to my ears.

"You promised only blowjobs!" She exclaims in a mix of anger and fear.

"Well, I lied," I say coldly while securing her hands behind her back with my right arm while using my left one to **** her muscular legs apart. "And you're not going anywhere until your pussy gets fucked." I say as I admire her beauty. Her voluminous wet hair, which lays on her wide shoulders, accentuates her slender waist and curvy hips. I have seen her back so many times from above while standing on the side of the pool. But this close-up view is breathtaking. From here she looks like an angel, an angel I am about to ****.

Her resistance is rather fierce but still not nearly enough to stop me. I smash my dick into her completely dry pussy, my palm clenching around her wrists as I experience her tightness for the first time. "Noooooo!" Her scream must be heard by anyone in the corridor and surrounding rooms, but it doesn't really matter. I can **** her with no fear of anyone stopping me.

As my hips smash against her ass, producing a loud thud each time, I continue to enjoy the sight of Amelia's feminine hair, which is now all over the desk, wriggling in sync with my thrusting cock. Her hair is so much more elegant than the pink mess on Jenna's head. But Amelia's animalist wails, which are distorted by pain, are anything but elegant. "Nooooo! Noooo! Please! Coach! Stop hurting me! NOOOOOOO!!" She is growing more and more **** with every second.

Any other **** would do something to shut her up to not get caught but I simply enjoy the music. Confident that she can't really do anything with her hands to stop me, I release her wrists and instead grab my student's mesmerizing hair and pull it to me, forcing Amelia to arch her back as if she is swimming in butterfly style. "Ohhhhh... Fuck..." I moan as the change in the angle of my penetration causes me to feel even better inside her tight cunt. Using my other hand, I grab one of Amelia's gorgeous big round melons and clench my fingers around it giving me yet another piece of sweet meat to ravage. As if it wasn't enough to cause a sensory overload of ecstasy, I bring my lips to her smooth neck and plant a rough kiss on the tense skin.

Amelia's moans become louder and stop being comprehensible when I start making even harder pushes. "Aaaaah! Ouuuuuh! Ouuuuaaah!" It is like a siren song and I don't care that those moans aren't from pleasure but from pain and desperation. The way how muscular swimmer's body squirms against mine is beyond amazing. And the fact that I have a full collection of similarly beautiful women's bodies to enjoy whenever I want can't be described in any other word but heaven.

Just before my orgasm, her pussy feels a bit wetter, perhaps her body would even **** Amelia to feel some bizarre pleasure if the fucking would continue for a little while longer. But, between groping her magnificent breast, hearing her sugary moans, tasting her silk skin, and, above all else, having my dick squashed by her hot flesh, there is no way I can hold any longer. My balls tighten up in anticipation of shooting my cum deep inside of her shaking, violated body. Feeling the inevitable, I shove myself as far as possible inside Amelia's cunt and let loose a torrent straight into the young fertile womb. This may be my 4th orgasm in a little more than 24 hours but looks like my body is still in perfect shape.

I release her almost immediately and take a step back. She, exhausted, falls right on the desk, getting herself back into position as if there is some other man to continue. I take a second to admire her now sweaty ass and pussy, red from my brutal ****. Not surprisingly, I see no blood there. A small, especially perverted part of me hoped that Amelia was a virgin. Not much of a deal though, her cunt is no less tight than Jenna's and I am sure that I'll enjoy popping a sweet cherry when I get my hands on Faith.

"You are a loud one, Amelia," I say to the now crying girl who lays in an exhausted heap on the desk, breathing heavily and staring at nothing.

Suddenly, I hear a knock in the door. "Coach. Please, let me in." It is Faith's voice. I have no idea what she is doing there. Obviously, if she were anywhere close, she heard Amelia's screams and if she did I can only ask myself "What the hell does she want?"