Study Session…Part Three
“Now watch, Michael,” The professor said. “I’m going to fuck your girlfriend and make her scream for me…right in front of you.”
“Yes…mmm…fuck me, please.” she begged him, not seeing the anger in Michael as he looked on.
The professor stared at Michael as he pulled Jessica down and slid his thick cock up and down her wet cunt. She moaned loudly from the teasing of her lips. Her hips rolled and her legs spread even wider as she tried to push the cock inside her. The professor slapped his dick on her clit and was rewarded with a loud gasp. The sensation reverberated through her body and she wanted to reach out and pull the professor into her.
But her hands were bound by the belt in Michael’s grasp. He pulled her arms above her head and refused to budge. She twisted and tried to pull away but he was much too strong. The teasing had caused her pussy to drip even more.
“Little slut, are you ready?” he teased.
“Mmm, fuck me. Oh, yes,” she cried.
The professor drove into her tight little pussy as her body thrashed on the table. It felt like his cock was ripping her open. A flood of hard hot flesh pushing into her aching pussy. Jessica bucked her hips, wanting him deeper, faster, even harder.
She moaned loudly and ground herself to his thrusts. She was loud, moaning and calling for him to fuck her. Michael had never heard her this loud before and his anger became more apparent with each cry. His fist twisted the belt as he imagined her writhing…in pain.
“You hear her, Michael? Hear how good it feels when I fuck her?” the professor cruelly teased. “Doesn’t it turn you on to see me fuck your sweet little girlfriend?”
Michael grunted a response, but his cock stirred in his jeans. The professor grabbed Jessica’s ass tight, flipped her onto her stomach and bent her over the table. As the professor began to fuck her from behind, Michael rubbed his cock in his jeans.
“Mmm…God, yes…” she moaned.
As Michael watched her being fucked, his rage built and built…but also his lust. He watched her soft tits sway…those were his tits. That was his girlfriend and his pussy that her professor was fucking. The intoxicating mixture of rage and lust boiled within him. His cock throbbed in his pants for release and he answered it. He pulled his jeans open and tore out his hard cock. He began jerking his cock in a fit of anger and furiously stroked it, hoping to quiet the flood of hate he felt building.
The professor kept fucking her in front of Michael, and he smiled at Michael’s obvious rage. He looked down and spread Jessica’s ass cheeks apart to watch his cock slide in and out of her wet pussy. His cock was shiny with her cum and he watched her tight little pussy stretch around him as he fucked her.
He could hear her moans turn to cries when he would push too deep. He slapped her ass to feel the sting on his hand and to remind her that she was just a toy…just a toy to be fucked by him.
“Ahh…I’m gonna cum…” she groaned.
“Don’t you cum, slut,” he barked at her. “You bite down on your arm! Don’t you dare cum,” he said as he slammed into her.
She bit her arm to distract from the building warmth she felt. Her eyes watered as she looked over and saw Michael stroking his red cock. His fist was moving fast, almost punishing his cock and it made her hotter than ever. She remembered how good he felt inside her.
“Ahh…” she screamed, her body begged for release.
“Michael, why not teach her a lesson?” the professor said.
At the prodding, Michael pounced…quick as if he had just been waiting for an excuse. He loosed the belt from around her wrists and sailed it over his head and down hard across Jessica’s back. She screamed…but there was no pleasure in this sound.
Quickly the belt flew again, this time across her ass as it bounced from the pounding. She cried out again and tears began to flow once more. Michael’s arm spun like a windmill giving her blow after blow…his rage like an electric current down the belt. Her ass was soon covered in deep red welts as the punishment Michael had been dreaming of giving was delivered to her small round ass.
Michael finally let the belt hang limp and walked to the table edge…
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xgbgwv/study_session_part_3_nsfw