Tempting Professor Jeff (3)

Jeff pov

I sat alone on my worn leather couch in the dim glow of the living room lamp while the house was silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioner.

Just the thought of Anna makes me want to ruin that innocent face while my hands are wrapped around my throbbing cock, already hard and leaking pre-cum.

“Fuck Anna your eyes drive me and I can’t wait for you to beg to be fucked.” I voiced out as I closed my eyes and let the fantasy take over me.

“I have always wanted to bend her over for months and to claim that young body right here on this very couch.”

My imagination goes wild while I grab her by the waist as she stands in front of me, pulling her down onto my lap.

“You are so sexy Anna.” I groan just thinking of her.

Her skirt rides up exposing her smooth thighs and the lacey edge of her panties.

“Professor,” Anna whispers, but there’s no fear in her voice— only hunger.

I don’t waste time with words while my fingers hook into her panties and yank them down.

“Fuck Anna, your clit is already dripping for me which you are such a good kitty.”

“P—please professor take me now, I… can’t hold on any longer pleasesss.” She gasps as I spread her legs wide positioning her dripping pussy right over my rigid shaft.

I thrust up hard, burying my cock deep inside her tight cunt in one brutal stroke.

“Take my shaft like the fucking slutty student you are.” I voice out while she cries out while her juicy pussy walls are clenching around me like a vice.

“Fuck me so hard Professor and you are making me wet and creamy for you.” She moans that I groan against her neck.

My hands grip her hips while my nails dig into her flesh as I bounce her up and down forcing her to ride me like the slutty student she is.

Her breasts kept bouncing under her blouse while her hard nipples kept straining against the fabric.

I rip the buttons open, exposing them, and latch onto one with my mouth sucking hard while I pound into her recklessly.

Back in reality my fists pumps faster along my length with my own spit on with the thoughts of her moans filling the room.

I picture flipping her over onto all fours on the couch, as her ass is high up while her pussy glistening and she is begging me for more.

I slap her cheek hard watching it jiggle while I slam her from behind as my balls slap against her clit with every damn thrust drinking her wild.

‘I need so much more Professor,” she begs in my mind, pushing back against me as her body trembles while I stretch her wide.

I reached around, rubbing her swollen clits in tough circles while I realm her pussy.

“You are so fucking tight Anna.” I groan while feeling her juice coat my cock and drip down her thighs.

She’s so tight, so perfect, milking me in every clench.

In the fantasy, I pulled out suddenly, my cock and slowly rubbed the head against her asshole.

“Fuck professor that’s so big.” She tenses but I don’t stop— I push in slow at first then harder.

“Hope you are fucking ready for my treat Anna.” I gasp while forcing my way into that virgin tight tiny until my balls are deep in her ass.

Her screams echo in my head as I fuck her ass raw, the coach creaking under us.

My hands stroke even faster now twisting at her head, pre-cum oozing over my knuckles.

I imagine grabbing her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat and choking her lightly while I fuck her harder.

My hips snapping forward to bury myself in her hilt.

“Fuck professior, I’m going to f…fucking cum. Please, I want to cum professor.” Anna cums undone while her body is shaking as she squirts into the cushion as her ass spasms around my invading cock.

That pushes me over the edge.

In the fantasy, I roar and flood her ass with hot cum as pulse after pulse filling her up until it leaks out around my shaft.

Back at the couch, my own release hits me.

I grunt, stroking furiously as ropes of semen shoot across my stomach.

I opened my eyes while the fantasy faded.

“Am done waiting, I must have you Anna.”