Yes, he fucks you hard.

Your professor finally unbuckles his pants, reaching out to reveal a thick, veiny member. The sight of the big, fat dick that will soon be stuffing you lights up your nerves, and a burst of juices drip out of you onto the table. You’re shaking in desire, and it felt like you would die if he didn’t fuck you soon.

“Please, please, please fuck me sir!” You cry, begging for him to get a move on as he gives his dick a few pumps, admiring the view you make on his desk. He bends your knees up to your chest, and you grab hold of your legs to expose yourself further.

He rubs his tip around your opening, mixing his pre-cum with your juices, as you gasp desperately in need. Slowly, he pushes into you, filling you up as your insides clench around the thick intrusion. Your mouth opens into a loud wail as he keeps going, reaching deeper and deeper until you feel his balls against your opening.

As he pauses to adjust, you relish in the feeling of fullness, of being completely penetrated by another person. Your professor then begins thrusting in and out, the sensation igniting an intense heat that spread across your entire body. With every stroke, a new burst of pleasure erupts deep within you, and you can’t stop from crying out your pleasure.

“Yes! Yes! Ahhhh… Right there! Ohhhh…” A pressure was building up between your legs, and every pulse of pleasure was blending together as you begin to near your climax.

Your professor continued to pummel himself in and out, to the point you were certain to have bruises on your body tomorrow. But that didn’t matter, because the entire world had narrowed down to a single feeling, and that was how good your body felt as you were fucked within an inch of your life. The cock inside you hit the perfect spot again and again and again as everything in you reaches that peak.

Pleasure erupts across your body as you cum with a scream, arching your back as your hands scrabble on the table for something to grasp. Your body spasms on the desk as you clench down harder on the thick cock filling you up perfectly, and all of your nerves sing at that perfect note echoing back and forth in your brain.

As you try to regain your breath, involuntary moans still escaping your mouth as you breathe out, you could feel your professor was close as well, the rhythm of his thrusts become less uniform and the tremble in his arms. And in one last drive, he cums deep inside you, his dick pulsing as warm, thick seed pumps into your pussy.

You clench down sharply at the idea of cum spewing inside you, of being marked in the most carnal of ways, which coaxes out another flood of seed from his cock. You want to keep milking at his dick, but he merely thrusts a few more times as if pushing his cum further inside you, before pulling out.

“I’ll be meeting with you every Thursday for the rest of the semester to help you work on your grades.” He informs you as he cleans himself up and tucks his dick back into his pants.

Any energy to object to the order was fucked out of you. All you could do is lay eagle-spread on his desk and watch as he heads towards the office door.

“I expect you to be gone by the time my next class is over.”

“Oh, and leave your underpants here.”