The Professor and his Tamed Brat Pt.4 (Professor’s perspective) {tags: Vaginal Intercourse, Flexibility, Creampie, Daddy mention}

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11:45 pm

“Is it almost time for *round 2* Professor~?”

I held my cock in my grip. I was directly over-top of her stroking over her abdomen. Her pussy was sopping wet, throbbing and clenching for me. A rush of energy ran through me. My other arm had her trapped beneath me.

I lowered my lower body, I slapped and rubbed my dick against her entrance. I saw the reaction on her face change to a sudden realization.

“Oh hehe, yeah don’t worry about it. I had a vasectomy a few years ago, I don’t need a condom.”

Finally, the head wiggled inside. I heard her breathing quicken. She went back to squeezing her pillow. My entire tip eased inside, I felt her tighten. She winced, “c’mon, keep going, Sir~”

I thrusted forwards.

“Mmmm, more! Go faster.”

She folded her legs and stretched them up over her head and held her calves with her hands. Her ass followed upward swallowing more of my length.

I took my hand off of my dick and had both of my tone arms extended on either side of her face. She stared back gleefully with her feet wrapped underneath the back of her head.

I kept my pace, slowly thrusting up and down while hearing her moan and whimper. Everything about her flexibility was so sexy to me. How her folded legs squished her breasts together, how she looked much smaller underneath me. Her juicy ass must’ve looked magnificent cradled below me as my pelvis continued forcing its way inside.

My hard throbbing dick inched its way further, stretching her out. I could feel her contracting around it, wringing it out like a rag as precum dribbled out. I was still so massively pent up, it was like an itch that wouldn’t go away.

“Fuck Mister, fuck me harder! Please Sir, cum inside this bitch in heatttt~” her moans became uncontrollable beyond her high-pitched squeals. She began drooling while biting her lip.

The tingles I felt shrouded me with goosebumps. I couldn’t control my moans nor my breathing either. Deep gravelly sighs followed with each flex of my crotch. I couldn’t concentrate enough to form any cohesive sentence anymore.

I was already so deep inside her that it became noticeably more difficult to pull out. More of my shaft kept inching inward and I became increasingly worried I would end up hurting her. Her legs fell up against my shoulders as she began frantically grasping her pillow and clenching her teeth. She sounded like she would hyperventilate as her squeals became louder with greater frequency.

It was so fucking tight and warm inside her. I could feel my cock twitch as her walls would respond by coiling harder around it. At the same time, I kept stretching her back out with each forceful thrust, in turn making my balls feel full and heavier. I could feel them building up cum and getting ready to burst out.

She started pleading for me to finish inside like a dog begs for food, “A-are you *squeal* almost *mmm* r-ready to cum inside me? P-pleaseeeeee sir *gasp* cum for me! You have to be on the edge of release right? **Right?** C’mon Sir I can take it. Harder Daddy, thrust into me **harderrr~** Mmm- ah, ah, ah, uahhh” *squeal*

She successfully engulfed my entire length all the way to the base. With each thrust, my balls slapped against her soft tight ass. I could feel air try to rush alongside me. It made her queef and tighten harder on me, brushing on every sensitive spot.

I reacted by tightly grabbing her throat with one hand without thought. I could see her struggle to stay consciousness as her eyes began rolling up the back of her head. Sweat filled each of our foreheads, both of us trying to gasp in-between our sighs and moans. I could feel her calves and ankles try to stretch as far out as they could against me. My grip strangling her neck refusing to let go.

Until finally, a flood of cum shot inside. I could feel how thick it was as I kept thrusting. Relief ran over me as my balls became emptier. I felt her legs wrap around my waist to keep me from pulling out. Eventually, cum started leaking out from her and dripped down her ass to the towel I placed over the bedsheets. I released my grip from her throat to hold myself up better. Both of us were nearly out of it ready to collapse. I gently bent out my elbows to get close enough to her lips. She felt so warm. Her eyes came back to meet mine and we sort of half-smiled from exhaustion.

We got out of bed haphazardly and got ready to have after cuddles on the couch in the living room. I lifted her up and carried her for most of the trip since she looked like she might pass out. I turned on a light switch and laid her out on one of the couch cusions. I attempted to make room for myself next to her sprawled out body. I fixed her close to me, her head rested on my shoulder. My arms draped around her waist comfortably as she moved her legs knees bent over my lap as I sat straight up. A blanket covered both of us. I stroked through her hair as I saw her drift off to sleep.

“Good girl, you can close those weary eyes,” I whispered. “…I love you, Lindsey.”

1:00 am

A notification popped up on my phone… it was my *wife*. She messaged me saying that she would be back from her trip two days from now and asked if we could eat some place nice to celebrate.

<I can’t have her find out about Lindsey, it would kill her and me both. And poor Lindsey, I shouldn’t have brought her into all of this. I’m such a stupid fucking asshole. *sigh* Its too late now, either I confess to my wife that I’ve been having an affair and no longer have feelings for her or keep her from ever finding out. I just can’t tell her, we’ve been together for so many years. Maybe this affection for my student is just a phase. Yeah! It was originally a fling in the first place, the feelings I have for Lindsey is only because of my loneliness right? It’ll go away, Lindsey will go away… why does the thought of it hurt so badly then? I can’t imagine being without her anytime soon. But what can I do?>

“Professor~ I’m hungryyy. Can you go make something to eat?” Lindsey woke up. “Sir, Is something bothering you?”

“Oh no *haha*, nothing’s the matter,” <but something was ***DEFINITELY*** the matter… I wasn’t going to be able to sleep tonight.>

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