Submission

Ms. Nancy Demaro, the daughter of your junior English teacher Mrs. Molly Demaro, was barely able to stand dressed in a red sexy cashmere silk dress in front of you. You could see several emotions and ideas flash across her face, too numerous to count. Though, you could guess what was going on in her head. You had just released her inner bitch and left her with wanting more.

In an obvious attempt to humiliate herself, Nancy stumbled up to you only to fall to her knees and begin unbuckling your pants to fish out your massive erection. The only reason you let this continue was the blatant look of abject horror and self loathing on her face as she looked up at you before submitting herself to your dominance by sucking on your blood engorged cock.

The past year of hell Nancy put you through made this victory sweeter than anything you could imagine. The utter defeat in her eyes as she gave herself to you enlarged your cock more than you thought possible. The desire to grab the back of her brown hair and skull fuck her was immense but you were able to resist the impulse. You wanted to etch this moment into your memory with a burning molten chisel. The way she slavishly sucked on your balls while she shucked your cock said she knew what she was doing.

Obviously, you were far from the first to explore Nancy's mouth with your cock but her enthusiasm and skill suggested she learned this to perverse something else. Something that she was going to loose right now. This was going to make you two even later, but the warning fell on deft ears as you grabbed her shoulders and hoisted her up.

You threw Nancy onto her water bed, and quickly danced out of your docker pants and lept upon her. Feasting upon her tit flesh, you wasted no time in ramming your massive cock up her tight cunt. Her tight, and firm, body seized up and flexed in pain as your blood engorged organ stretched her in ways she didn't know possible. The blood oozing out from between your carnal union revealed that you had been right.

Nancy could hardly believe the pain that lanced through her. That was not the only thing that she could hardly believe. What was more, was that she willingly gave you, a boy she hated and loathed her virginity. She willingly submitted herself to you, knowing you would probably continue fucking her mother. Life flashed before her eyes in that moment of pain and then faded into a memory.

Hopes and dreams of becoming a pediatric doctor vanished as the pain dulled and was muffled by the growing pleasure in her pelvis. Nancy's 4.0 GPA was meaningless now as she gave herself to you. All you required of her was her womb and she might as well be brain dead. At least, that is what she told herself, in a failed attempt to kick her motivation back into gear. The friction from your cock ignited the memory of the pleasure you inspired within her body.

That pleasure erased whatever resistance that had floated to the surface within Nancy. You could feel her surrender in the supple tension of her body. Another dry gasp echoed in her mouth as you bit her nipple and began sucking on the other, while kneading and milking her 'C' Cup fun bags. The funny thing about anger is that it tends to evaporate when it has nothing to compete against. All you felt was compassion and a desire to accept her gift.

Though Nancy was wrong on what you wanted from her. That would come later as you began driving her towards an orgasm that was beyond anything she knew. Fucking her out of her addled mind with her own pleasure, was extremely satisfying to you. Releasing your baby batter into her teenage fertile womb. You smirked as you felt her moan and whimper from your seed filling her and invading her uterus.

Lips locked, you took deeply from Nancy as she completely surrendered to you. The aftershocks drove your mating to slow as you still stuffed and stretched her cunt. Impaled upon you, it was almost quarter past when her eyes fluttered open and her eyes struggled to focus on you. You could see a sadness flash within her eyes but there still was only acceptance for what she had done. What you took from her willing soul.

The warmth from your lips surprised Nancy as your lips locked with hers again. You smiled into her lips. "Your happiness is important Nancy"