GREALISHI blinked as sunlight found its way into my room. The brightness pulled me out of sleep's grasp for a moment. For a second I thought I imagined something moving beside me.Groggily, I opened my eyes, feeling more disoriented than ever as I noticed a mysterious woman lying beside me in bed. Confusion gave way to shock, and I leaped out of bed, scrambling to the edge of the bed. What the fuck?"Cricket?"She sat up, her wild hair resembling a bird's nest. She grinned mischievously, revealing an array of pearly white teeth. "Good morning, Grealish," she greeted, sounding far too cheerful for my liking.A million questions ran through my mind in a split second. The most important questions were why the fuck she was here on my bed and how she had gotten into the damn room.The sheets slipped away and I noticed she was naked, her small perky breasts pale and inviting. I knew I'd have to turn down the invite."What the fuck are you in my bed?" I stuttered, my voice sounding suspiciou

GREALISHMy hard cock slid into her wetness with every thrust while her ass smashed my body. Her ass wobbled like the turbulent waves of a stormy sea. It put my mind in a frenzied state seeing the motion from my point of view. I struggled to keep my excitement under control.Her movements quickened as the intensity of our fucking heightened. Her hips curved to form a perfect flipped “C” shape which gave me easier penetration. Her small tits bounced around without a care.The tightness of her pussy gave space for no wiggle room and it also made the experience mind-blowing. I could feel her heat, her moist wetness as it encircled me. Don’t let it get to your head.Her body was a shade of red from all the spanking and harsh foreplay that led us to this moment. I’d basked in putting her through the sexual torture part of foreplay. Her tears and her pain had been the aphrodisiac that made my dick rock hard.“Fuck!” She cried out.She turned around for a second to glance at our bodies comin

Mr. Willis is young, energetic, and stunningly handsome. All the qualities you wouldn't expect from a substitute economics professor.Soon his classes become one of the most attended classes on campus and the populace as you'd expect are hot horny babes. Jean Harrison, a straight grade student and aspiring nymphomaniac wants the new econ professor and she soon learns bitterly she can't have him. Michelle Peyton, another straight-grade student too afraid to come out of her shell, wants a taste of the new professor but she's clueless about what to do. Jean finds out how to kill two birds with one stone using Michelle and get what she wants, which is Mr. Willis's hard cock smashing her down.MICHELLE PEYTONI've had my fair share of sexual fantasies. There was a time I was particularly smitten by the pool cleaner at the hotel my dad managed. Nine-year-old me would imagine Santi's hard hands moving the length of my barely matured body. Most of the time I imagined I was twenty which compen

JAMIE WILLISI didn't have the wrong girl.Her eyes had a flirtatious glare in them that pushed all my warning lights. If I had any sense left then I'd stay as far away from her as possible.She was just the kind of trouble I didn't need. It was too fucking early for this."I'll assume you enjoyed the class too." I said uneasily.She swung her legs back and forth. The movement made her skirt edge up till it moved past the danger point. I forced myself to look away. Focus on the board."It depends." She said."Depends on?""What part of the class you think I enjoyed." She grinned. "If it's watching you teach, now that was enjoyable."Her eyes took a slow seductive trail down my body. It chilled my blood and boiled my bones all in one breath. Her eyes were dangerous brown eyes.Who is this walking temptation?"I'm Jean. Jean Harrison." She said almost as if she had read my mind.Jean Harrison…That name. She was one of the top. I had gone through a list of all the students with the high

JAMIE WILLIS"I almost feel bad for Brad," I said as we walked together.Her body felt soft against mine reminding me how long it had been since I'd been this close to a woman.Too long."No, you don't." She smirked.She was right. I didn't feel bad for Brad because his loss had given me the opportunity of a lifetime. Assuming I got lucky."Let's pretend like you're right." I scoffed. "What happened by the way? If you don't mind me asking."She shook her head. Her short blonde hair moved effortlessly. "I don't mind. He was a bore. If I had to sit through five more minutes of that then I would have stabbed a fork through my forehead."We both laughed. She had an easy manner that made our conversation natural. It was almost as if we had known each other for a long time."Thanks for rescuing me by the way." She said with a cool smile."Anytime," I replied with a confident nod. "It's what I do.""Whoa! In that case, I should get your number then because I get myself into these awkward spo