Let her convince you

"Why don't you convince me then?" you say, giving her breast another squeeze before leaning back. "If you're as good as you think you are, then I'll talk to Manuela about transferring you to my class."

"Okay!" She says cheerily, jumping to her feet and fully abandoning her towel. She arches her back, giving you a long and luxuriant look at her body. And what a body it is. Her stomach is perfectly toned, with large perky tits and a firm ass with just the right amount of bounce descending into thick meaty thighs that she loves showing off in short skirts. She might not be quite as well endowed as Professor Manuela, but she's at least a decade younger, and even though Manuela has aged like fine wine, there's nothing quite like the nubile body of a 20 year old.

She strikes a few more erotic poses for your appreciation, as you begin stroking your cock. "Do you like what you see professor?" She asks, playfully looking back at you over her shoulder, grinding her ass up against your leg. "Just think about how often you could see me like this if I joined your class." She says, swinging her hips back and forth while rubbing her hands up and down her body. "And all the cute, special, outfits I have. Do you want to see me play dress up for you?"

You don't respond, and she continues dancing for you, rubbing her ass across your lap, teasing your cock. Finally, she spins around to face you, straddling your hips, with your dick sticking up behind her butt and those wonderful breasts pressed up into your face. You immediately begin to suckle one of her dainty little nipples.

"MmmmhMmm professor, you know I've thought about you a lot at night." She wraps her arms around your neck, pushing her chest further in your face as you lick her areola, and starts rocking back and forth, rubbing her wet slit over your cock. "I've laid there in my bed, dreaming about what your cock feels like. Wondering if you were bigger than my favorite toys." She leans in and whispers in your ear. "And you definitely are." She pauses to moan when your cockhead bounces off her clit. "I can't wait for you to split me in half professor. Do you want to see just how much I want to be in your class? Just what your little Hilda will do?" She gives you a playful pouty look over the cleavage in your face, and raises her hips up until her pussy is hovering just over your cock.

"Yes" you wheeze, and the world goes pink. The sensation as she impales herself on your cock is incredible. She immediately starts rocking her hips back and forth, grinding and riding you, pink hair flopping back and forth.

"Oh FUCK professor!" She cries out, practically jumping up and down on you. "Fuck yes! Fill me up! Fill my pussy up! Goddess yes!" She drives her chest further into your face with each thrust, drowning you in her marshmallow heaven. You reach each of your hands around to grasp her ass, guiding her up and down on your cock. Her thighs bounce and ripple with each impact on your lap.

The whole world melts away, and time with it, except for the heavenly nymph pounding her own brains out on your lap. You feel her soft breasts press against your face and mouth, pink hair flying around you, her ass and thighs filling your hands. Her pussy is slick and tight, even warmer than the steam of the sauna, and you can feel every muscle inside her tense and relax in rhythm. Every sensation you have is showing you more of Hilda.

"Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck" her cries blend together into a single string of obscenities as you match rhythm with her riding and start jackhammering into her pussy. Her grip around your neck tightens as she struggles to hold on. Continuing to use one hand to guide her bouncing, you reach back with the other one and pinch her nipple. Hard. She screams into your ear with pleasure, helpless other than holding on and fucking you. You move your hand back down, swatting her soft round ass hard enough to leave a mark, and eliciting another shriek of pleasure. She suddenly stops, clamping her thighs around your waist, and letting out a feral scream as she cums hard. Juices gush from her pussy, the scent of sex mingles with the steam of the sauna.

Her head slumps against your shoulder, breasts pressed into your chest, and your cock still buried inside of her. She lets out a ragged breath and lays there for several moments. You give her a moment to recover, and just hold the soft nymph in your arms, as aftershocks ripple through her, squeezing your still-hard cock.

Eventually, she seems to recover her faculties, and shimmies her hips a little. "You haven't come yet professor!" She cheerily admonishes.

You nod in agreement.

"Well, I've gotten what I wanted" she says, slowly sliding up and down your cock again, letting you feel every inch of her interior. "I know just how huge my favorite professors cock is, and just how amazing it feels inside me." She punctuates her words with thrusts, all the while continuing to whisper in your ear. "Now I guess I only have one more question, aside from whether you'll let me into your class ofcourse."

"And that is?" you struggle to respond, as her tight pussy continues slowly stroking your cock.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?" she answers, with a grin. "Or somewhere else? I'm all yours professor, I told you that already. If you want to fill up my pussy with your cream I'd love it. If you want to paint me in it I'd love that. I'll even lap it out of a bowl if that's what my professor wants his little kittie Hilda to do." She looks you in the eye and drives you all the way into her pussy. "So where do you want to cum professor?"