“Very, funny, Bianca. Have a seat,” I said.
She closed the door behind her, sashayed around my desk, flexing her beautiful succulent booty from side to side with each step, and crossed her legs over mine, straddling me in my office chair. Bianca’s hands folded behind my neck as she drew my face to hers, planting her soft, plump lips against mine, and then staring into my eyes with the lust of a woman who hadn’t been fucked in three years.
“I didn’t mean to have a seat on me. And I’m sure you knew that,” I told her.
I wanted to push her off of me, but the feeling of her juicy basketball sized booty grinding against my cock felt heavenly. Her shorts were so skimpy that I could feel the outline of the crack of her curvy ass against my crotch. My dick throbbed for her, and she stared back at me, as if waiting for me to make a move. It was like she was daring me to make a move.
“You can’t send me messages or call me so late at night. You know I’m married,” I said.
She bit her lip and wore the expression of a horny little slut that was pleased with herself.
“I know you’re married. That’s what makes it so exciting,” she said, leaning in for another kiss.
Her lips landed against my cheek, as I turned my head away.
I lifted Bianca off of my lap and dropped her soft booty onto my desk.
“Oooh, I love it when you manhandle me, daddy,” Bianca said, biting her thumb.
Her naughty little school girl slut was such a fucking turn on. I had to admit it.
For someone that causes so much stress in my life, she certainly was incredibly delicious. That’s probably the reason I keep fucking her, even against my better judgment. I guess if I’m risking losing my job, it better be with a chick that’s worth it.
I stood to my feet and looked down to her, and her eyes got as big as saucers. Bianca’s eyes made a beeline for my cock, and her mouth all but watered.
“You gonna punish me again, Professor Winfield?” she asked, licking her lip gloss coated lips.
I was about to come up with something professional to say, but the way that she looked at my cock bulge as if it was the most delicious thing in the world made me want to tear her apart. Sure, I was going to punish her, but I decided in this moment that I was going to do it in a way that was fun.
I brushed my fingers across her cheek bones, smoothing her beautiful, ebony skin against my hand. I was so angry at her for what she did, but it only made me want to fuck her even more. This young little slut was really trying my patience, but she was making me horny at the same time.
I looked her dead in her eyes, letting her know I meant business.
“Don’t ever call, text or contact me after school hours. Got it?” I asked her.
She bowed her head in submission, still playing the horny little slut game, but I could tell that she was legitimately humbled by the way I was speaking to her.
“Anything you say, daddy,” she said, poking her lips out in a young girl pout.
“Good,” I said.
I began unbuckling my belt and taking down my zipper. She raised her eyes hearing the clanging of my belt.
“And yes. I am going to punish you.”
I stared into her eyes, and I could sense a fury of lustful, horny energy rise from the bottom of her toes and radiate throughout her entire body. I stuffed my hand into my pants and pulled out my long, fat cock, stroking it in front of her face, not breaking eye contact the entire time.
“Suck my cock. Now,” I told her.
Her eyes lit up, and she opened her mouth wide to accept my meat against her tongue.
“Yes, Professor Winfield. I’ll suck it.”
Bianca threw her lips around my cock and closed her mouth tight, and I immediately felt a rush from the warm air and sweet moisture that enveloped my shaft and dick head. She swirled her tongue around the shaft of my cock, and began stroking it with her hands, pursing her lips as firmly as she could around my strong, white meat.
She had a long tongue, and stretched it out of her mouth, tickling my balls with it while sucking my cock.
“Are you going to contact me late at night again?” I asked her, pushing her head up and down on my cock as she learned her lesson.
“Mmmm, mmmm, Bianca replied, shaking her head and sucking my cock extra hard in the process.
She bobbed her head and slobbered on my dick so loud that I swear someone had to have been able to hear it three doors down. The sound of her sucks on my cock made my balls tingle, and I was so fucking turned on for her. I was going to punish her more before I fucked her though.
“Strip all the way naked and bend your ass over my desk,” I told her, removing my cock from her mouth. She looked up at me with big, sweet, horny baby doll eyes. She loved being dominated. No matter what I told her to do, I could tell that she was going to eat it up.
“Yes, daddy,” she said.
Bianca pulled her round, juicy bottom off of my desk, and I noticed that the shorts had ridden up so far that her entire ass cheek was showing on one side. I loved how little she cared about what people thought of her, and she was proud to be her openly slutty self.
She leaned up against the desk, pressing her palms downward and poking her juicy ass in the air. Bianca rocked and twirled her hips, enticing me with the shake of that beautiful brown ass as she bit her lip and locked eyes with me. I stroked my cock to her and we kept eye contact, turned on by the fact that we burned with passion for each other.
I didn’t know if she was stripping to pay her way through college, but damn, this girl had some serious moves. She bent all the way over to touch her toes, and let her ass dance in such sweet rhythm. Her hands glided down from her ankles, all the way up to her thick, toned, brown thighs, and she peeled the booty shorts out of her ass. To no one’s surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties at all.
“Damn, you’re nasty,” I said, spanking her on her ass and turned on beyond belief.
“I love that shit.”
She moaned the sweetest moan I ever heard in my life after feeling the slap of my palm against her bare naked ass. I loved watching the aftershock of jiggle after I spanked her so much that I had to spank the other cheek as well. Her body was perfection and I wanted to taste her and fuck her in every way possible.
‘Thank you baby,” she said.
I could tell she loved it when I called her nasty and dominated her in every way. Not that we were in a relationship, but I could tell that she was the type of woman that needed to be fucked hard just to know that you love her. That was actually my type of woman.
I loved my wife, but she lost that down and dirty slut persona that I need in a woman. My wife was content with just having vanilla sex, missionary position and no foreplay a couple of times per month. I’m the type of man that needs sex five or six times a week, in dozens of positions, in different parts of the house, car or anywhere in public.
That feeling, matched with the dances and amazing body Bianca had made her sexiness deniable. She loved strong, powerful men, and I loved horny little sluts. In a strange way, we were actually perfect for each other—on the sex end of things that is, she was still crazy as all hell.
As Bianca stepped out of her panties, my cock jumped at the sight of her pretty pink and brown pussy. Her chocolate skin looked edible and I still have wet dreams about how wet and juicy her pussy feels.
“I see somebody is getting turned on looking at my body,” Bianca said, turning her head around with a devious grin. She had noticed the way my cock jumped in response to the motion of her body. I loved it when a naked woman stared at my cock that way, so I didn’t mind one bit.
“You just finish dancing for me and take that top off,” I told her, wanting to remain dominant in this situation.
She stood up and shook her juicy ass, as if music was playing. Truthfully, the way her sweet body looked, she may as well have been making her own music.
She reached behind her back and pulled her tiny little baby doll top ov
er her toned back, and I loved how sexy her naked hips and ribs looked as she stretched her hands over her head. Surprise again, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Bianca tossed the top across the room and turned back around to me, wearing nothing but her birthday suit and those sexy, delicious, six inch heels.
Bianca marched over to me with the confidence of a woman who knew her way around a dick, and grabbed me by it, licking her lips. She was eye to eye with me standing up because of those heels she was wearing, and that kind of height was sexy as fuck in this moment. Her hand felt so warm around my rock hard cock, and it throbbed as she squeezed it.
“What you gonna do with this, professor? You going to punish me with your big ass dick too” she asked in the sexiest voice ever.
I tilted my head to the side, feeling like the king of the universe with how ferociously sexy she was, yet openly submissive. How could I not feel like big man on campus with a beautiful, curvy, delicious ebony goddess craving my cock?
“Bend your ass over and I’ll let you know,” I said, grabbing her by her hips and placing my lips against hers, enjoying a sweet, long kiss, allowing my tongue to pierce her mouth and taste her sweet saliva.
Bianca’s baby doll eyes returned, and she bit her lip, clearly flustered.
“Anything you say, baby,” she said.
She released my dick from her clutches, and turned around again, placing the palms of her hands face down on the desk. I leaned into her, biting her shoulder blade and licking my tongue up to her neck and ear lobe, whispering into her ear.
“You’re a sexy ass chick,” I told her, popping her on her ass and allowing my cock to rub against her round, brown booty.
“And you’re sexy too, baby. Punish me hard,” she said, sucking in her lip as if she was about to cum just from the sound of my voice and the feeling of my cock against her bottom. Knowing this little nympho, she just might cum before I even stick my cock inside of her.
I leaned back and rubbed my cock across her ass cheeks, and let it rest against the flesh between her booty. I spanked her on the flesh of her bottom, and then delivered an underhanded smack to the bottom of her butt.
“Ooooh, you feel good,” she said, shaking her ass side to side, grinding it against my cock and balls. I pinched her on her booty and bent down to bite her ass. Her pussy most certainly got wetter at the feeling of my teeth sinking into her skin. Bianca’s moans sounded so sweet and horny that I’d think she was going to cry if I didn’t know any better.
I peeled her amble cheeks apart, enjoying the view of her asshole and pussy gaping wide open, awaiting my love inside. Her pussy was leaking down her thighs—this was the wettest I had ever seen her.
I placed my hands around my throbbing cock and slid it inside of her pussy, which gushed for me. Bianca’s pussy walls squeezed around my cock like a vice grip, pulling me into her further. I slid my fingers from her ass to her ribs, gripping them tightly.
Before she had a chance to brace herself, I stroked my cock deep inside of her, fucking her balls deep.
“Oh my … fuckkkkk,” Bianca said, the sound of my cock pounding on her pussy drowning out her sweet moans of profanity.
I showed no mercy on her pussy, pulling my foot up onto the desk and pulling her waist into me as I fucked her relentlessly. Her head and neck were erect and looking forward as her mouth hung wide open and her eyes bulged in her head, like she was frozen in time. Her entire body shook and jerked forward as I shoved my cock deeper and deeper inside of her, trying to force it through to her lungs. She was becoming more and more docile the harder I fucked her, and that’s exactly what I wanted.
If she was going to act like a naughty little daring bitch, I was going to show her who the big man in charge was.
“Who’s fucking pussy is this?” I asked, spanking her on her ass as hard as I could with my palm.
“Oh, fuck. It’s all yours baby. This is your fucking pussy baby… Keep fucking my pussy so good… Oh fuck,” she said, her head rocking back and forth as I fucked her like a little naked slut.
The realization that we were fucking in my office, and that someone could knock on the door and catch us at any second was intoxicating. We were living on the edge and loving every second of it. Her pussy was so good, and I could feel her folds tightening around my rock hard cock, as I pounded on her g spot.
She collapsed onto my desk as if she had been shot with an arrow, and I knew that she was about to cum. Now wasn’t the time to get gentle, I was going to fuck the cum out of her.
I pounced both of my legs onto the desk, straddling her big beautiful ass from behind and baring down on her pussy with all my weight. As I let my cock drop downward into her, I fucked her like I was trying to break her body in half, along with the desk she was bent over.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, as my desk slid forward with each stroke.
She didn’t even have to tell me. I knew that this was the hardest and the best that anyone had fucked her, and I took pride in it. As she shook and melted into a puddle of orgasms, I looked down at her naked body, satisfied with my conquest.
“Ohhhh, ahhhh,” she said, unintelligibly. She was cumming so hard at the power of my cock that she couldn’t even speak English anymore momentarily.
To cap off the victory of the moment, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and stroked it hard, spanking her on the ass and then spreading her ass cheeks with my other hand. I shot a load of cum that landed onto the small of her back and rolled slowly down her ass and into the valley of her sweet pussy, a visual that I would carry with me for months, I’m sure.
“Oh, cum all over my ass, baby,” she moaned, her head pressed against the desk and sucking her thumb. It was a sight to behold. A woman this fiery could only be pacified with good dick.
And here we are again, stuck between a rock and a hard place. That “we can’t speak anymore” conversation never happened, because pussy this good didn’t come along every day. Maybe she learned her lesson? I guess time will tell…
Naughty for Teacher 3
By Marlo Peterson
She wasn’t getting it.
I told this slutty little bitch to stop calling my house, because my wife would find out about our affair.
Ah, who am I kidding? We both knew what we were doing. It was a cat and mouse game at this point. She would get out of line to piss me off, and I’d spank her, shove my cock in her mouth and fuck her silly. It was a game that we both got off on, mainly because the stakes were so high.
She was one of my students, so I could get fired. Plus, if my wife found out, we’d surely get divorced.
But as naughty little Bianca sat here, in a library study room, on her knees, completely naked and handcuffed to the table, it all seemed worth it.
“These cuffs hurt, Professor Winfield. Are you going to make my pussy hurt too? Last time I couldn’t sit down,” she said, playing the innocent, horny slut role that I loved so much.
I stood behind her with my belt in my hand, slapping it against my palm, preparing to put a lashing on her round, brown booty that she had never before experienced.
“Yes I am,” I responded calmly.
“I’m about to make that ass hurt too, so scoot it up and get ready for your spanking.
The blinds were closed on the study room, so no one could see inside. The walls were thin, though, so who knows what conclusions people will come up with if they overhear our naughty escapades. As my little slut baby stood up and bent her beautiful, naked bubble butt over before me, I couldn’t help but feel heat spread through my slacks, as my cock rose to attention.
I looked down at the ground, where a pile of her clothes were spread out, and I couldn’t help but feel like the queen of the universe. I’m a handsome guy, getting fat paychecks to do what I love, and have a horny little ebony slut that can’t get enough of my cock, and loves being spanked and giving blowjobs.
What more could a guy want?
“Like this, daddy?” she asked in
the sweetest of voices, wiggling her thick brown booty, enticing me. She knew exactly what she was doing. Bianca had the uncanny ability to be turn me on more than any woman on the planet has before, including my wife.
I ran my knuckles across her smooth, round bottom, and grabbed a plush handful of her ass cheeks. It felt so soft in my palms that I almost didn’t want to hurt it. But then, I thought about how fucking horny she got whenever I spanked her and treated her like a little slut, and it wiped away any of the soft feelings I was getting.
“Exactly like that my pretty little whore,” I told her, spanking her ass lightly with my hand.
She winced as if it hurt, but I knew that was just her pussy getting wet.
“That felt good, daddy,” she said.
I chuckled to myself, as I reached my arm back, wielding the belt over my head.
“That’s nice, because this won’t,” I said.
Bianca knew the drill by now. She rested her face gently on the flat surface of the desk, closed her eyes in sweet erotic bliss and awaited her punishment.
I swung the belt down hard, cracking the leather against her soft, beautiful skin. The pop made her wince and her ass cheek jiggled for a moment.
“Oooooh,” she said, as if confused on weather that was pleasure or pain. It was both. My little slut had a naughty side in her that only I could bring back. And when she found this zone, pleasure and pain were one and the same.
I slapped the belt briskly against her naked ass three more times, making sure she felt it. She leaned her head all the way back, her long braids hanging beautifully across her naked back and all the way to her bottom. Bianca closed her eyes, bracing herself for another spanking.
I stood behind her for a few moments, making her wonder whether or not the punishment was over. She played mind games with me during the week, teasing me in class by giving me a flash under her skirt, showing me she wasn’t wearing any panties, and of course, calling my house while I’m in bed with my wife, breathing heavily and announcing that she was fingering her pussy and thinking about me.
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