You don't get far

As you turn towards the classroom door, your cock is still hard and throbbing. Your teacher is still a bit dazed from your fucking her. You hear her gathering her clothes behind you.

Walking away, proud of conquest, you have to wonder what it is liked to get fucked into oblivion like that. You wish you knew what that felt like. Immediately, in your head you hear Amina's voice.

"Your wish is my command, master." Her voice is sexual and excited.

Suddenly a strange feeling washes over you. For a brief moment, you can't tell what direction is up, and can't feel your surroundings.

The world comes back around you in a flash, just as quickly as it left. But something's very different.

You're now bent over your teacher's desk. And naked. And still very horny. Still, something else is different.

Before you can get a grip on anything, you feel a burst of sensations as you feel your pussy being filled from behind.

Your pussy!! The feeling is utterly indescribable. Something is fucking your wet pussy, pounding you harder and harder.

It is incedible! You get hornier with each stroke, wanting to be filled more each time. You look up in front of you, across the desk, and see Amina grinning at you. Her tongue traces her lips.

She's wearing a short denim skirt, common to the girls at your school. Her pink tank top is tight, and bra-less, her nipples poke out at you.

"Ohhh YESSS!!" you scream out, in an apparent feminine voice.

"You like it like that, don't you Riley?" Amina asks you.

Your only repsonse is a moan and a whimper.