Professor Dickson's Dick (3)

“Fuck…” I moaned as his lips brushed against mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth and stealing the air from my lungs. My fingers clutched at his shoulders as my legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” he murmured against my lips, his voice rough with desire.

Before I could catch my breath, he carried me toward the couch. My back hit the cushions softly as he lowered me down. He flipped my dress up impatiently, his eyes dark with hunger.

“Fuck… you’re making me hard,” he groaned.

His hands slid between my thighs. The sudden contact made my breath hitch as a shiver ran down my spine. My fingers gripped the couch cushions as he rubbed slow circles over me, sending sparks of heat through my body.

“Mmm… fuck…” I moaned, my hips lifting slightly into his touch as pleasure spread through me. My body trembled under his hands.

He unbuckled his trousers and pulled them down, revealing his thick erection. My breath caught in my throat and my eyes widened.

“Don’t tell me that’s going into me,” I whispered nervously.

“It’s okay, Miss Harrison,” he said softly, his voice low and reassuring. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

He turned me over gently, pulling my hips toward him. My hands pressed against the couch as he lifted me slightly, positioning himself behind me. My breath came out in short gasps as I felt him press against me.

Slowly, he pushed inside.

A sharp gasp escaped my lips as my back arched instinctively. My fingers curled into the couch as my body struggled to adjust to the sudden stretch.

“Fuck!” I cried out, throwing my head back.

“Shh… relax,” he murmured.

He began moving slowly, each thrust sending waves of sensation through my body. My breath grew uneven, soft moans slipping past my lips as warmth spread deep in my stomach.

“You feel so warm,” he groaned.

His pace quickened slightly, the couch creaking beneath us as my body rocked with every movement. My chest pressed against the cushions while my nails scraped against the fabric.

He grabbed my hair and gently pulled my head back, exposing my neck.

“You’ve got a perfect ass,” he muttered breathlessly.

A gasp escaped me as he slapped my ass lightly. The sting sent a jolt of heat through my body, making my toes curl.

“Fuck… fuck me, Professor Dickson,” I moaned, my voice trembling as pleasure built inside me. My legs shook slightly as my body reacted to every thrust.

“Naughty girl,” he growled. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum.”

His movements became deeper and faster. My body bounced with each thrust as waves of pleasure rolled through me, making it difficult to think straight.

“Ahh…” I moaned loudly, my fingers gripping the couch as my entire body trembled.

He pushed deeper, spreading my legs wider as he continued moving inside me. My breath came out in ragged gasps as my body tightened around him.

“I’m going to cum…” he groaned.

“Ahh… fuck…” I cried, my voice shaking as my body reacted, heat rushing through my veins and making my muscles tense.

His hands rolled my nipples between his fingers, sending sharp jolts of pleasure through my chest. My head fell back as a breathy moan escaped my lips.

“Fuck… more…” I gasped, my fingers tightening in Professor Dickson’s hair as he kept plunging into me.

My whole body trembled beneath him. Each thrust pushed deeper than the last, making my toes curl and my stomach twist with growing heat.

“Fuck…” he groaned hoarsely, his grip tightening on my waist as his hips slammed harder into mine.

My breath came out in shaky gasps as the couch creaked beneath us. The rhythm of his thrusts sent waves of pleasure rushing through my body, making it impossible to stay still.

“You better cum when I tell you to,” he warned darkly, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back so my back arched against him. “Don’t you dare cum without my permission. I’ll punish you for that.”

A shiver ran down my spine at his words. My heart pounded wildly as his cock continued driving into me.

He trapped his cock between my thighs for a moment, the tip brushing against my sensitive clit as he rubbed slow circles there.

“Ahh… fuck…” I whimpered breathlessly as my legs trembled uncontrollably.

“You love that, don’t you?” he murmured roughly, his voice thick with lust as he kept rubbing me.

My fingers clawed at the couch cushions, my hips lifting instinctively toward his touch.

“You little slut,” he breathed against my ear, his breath hot against my skin.

My body jolted as he suddenly pushed back inside me again. I gasped loudly, my back arching as the stretch made my muscles tighten around him.

“Ohhh… fuck…” I cried, my voice shaking as he filled me completely.

His pace became relentless. The sound of skin slapping filled the room as he thrust into me over and over again. 

“Yes… Professor Dickson…” I moaned, rocking my hips back against him.

I pushed myself up slightly and began bouncing my ass against his cock, taking control of the rhythm. The motion made his cock slide deeper inside me, dragging against every sensitive spot.

“Fuck… fuck!” he groaned loudly as my tight walls squeezed around him.

His hands gripped my hips harder, guiding my movements as I rode him faster. My breathing grew uneven, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

“God… you’re so good,” he panted, slapping my bouncing ass.

The sharp sting sent a rush of heat through my body, making me gasp.

I kept moving, bouncing harder and faster on his cock while staring down at his fully buried length inside me.

My body felt like it was burning from the inside out.

“Look at you,” he muttered breathlessly. “Taking every inch.”

His hands slid up my body again, squeezing my breasts while his fingers rolled my nipples once more.

“Your tits are so soft,” he rasped, kneading them roughly.

“Ahh…” I moaned weakly, my body shaking as another wave of pleasure rushed through me.

“Ohhh… fuck… look at that body,” he groaned. “Keep riding that cock.”

“Yes, Professor Dickson” I replied breathlessly, my voice trembling as I continued bouncing against him.

I pushed back harder, letting his cock slide all the way inside me. My legs trembled from the effort, but I didn’t stop.

“Fuck!” we both moaned at the same time.

My ass wiggled against his cock as my tight walls squeezed around him again and again.

“Fucking hell… I’m going to cum,” he growled, his thrusts becoming faster and rougher.

Suddenly his body tensed. His hips slammed hard into me one last time as he exploded inside me.

My body jolted at the sudden warmth filling me. My breath caught in my throat as I felt his cock twitch deep inside me.

His half-hard cock slowly slipped out of me, his cum leaking from my pussy as both of us struggled to catch our breath.

Completely exhausted, we both fell back onto the couch, our chests rising and falling heavily.