Lana is working late tonight. Lana is a math teacher at a topical anaesthetic senior high school. She needed the job and it would help pay off her student loanword. She don't like to stay here past shadow for any reason. Tonight, she had stayed later than normal to assist a student with their prep. She never begrudged a student help if they needed it. As she started packing her bag up with educatee'employment from the day, She noticed someone standing in the out-of-doors room access of her classroom.

I 'm six base tall and well-muscled. I 'm dressed in a taylored suit. I 'm staring at her like I was sizing her up. She supposed it's not entirely uncommon, but I seemed to be looking her over a little too blatantly. She had to admit, that she actually loved the estimate of being"hot teacher."She had a trend to trim sexily, yet conservatively. So, even though my skirt is below my knees, it hugs my hips and ass nicely. And even though her blouse is buttoned mellow, her breasts stretch the textile tight. There's nothing particularly aphrodisiac about her shoes, though, since she choose the unproblematic black pumps for comfort more than anything.

Beyond that, she likes to feel sexy under my dress, too. Her black-market silk stocking, for instances, are actually thigh-highs and she likes to hold out black lacy thongs and bras. She loves taking her clothes off at plate and admiring her curvy figure in the mirror, all that black lace against pallid flesh. At measurements of 36-28-39, 5'8.25"and C tits, she has a sexy organic structure to admire. Her blonde hair's-breadth, when it's undone like today, goes down retiring her shoulders.

"Can I avail you with something ?"she asks the Old man. He isn't a student, what is he doing here ?"Maybe,"I say in a deep voice as I walk into the room and shut down the room access."Um, actually, I have to leave the door clear when I'm in here with a educatee,"She tells me, standing up behind her desk. She starts to go to the doorway so that she can re-open it and I step into her way. She almost runs into my broad chest before taking an unsteady measure back as she overbalances on her heel. I step forward and she backs up again to keep length between us."Uh, excuse me ?"she says in confusion. I step forward again and she feels her desk pressure against her legs.

She ends up with her target on the desk, pressing her hand to my chest, as I step forward again. I grab her wrist and tear her arm down feather to her slope and now she is really annoyed. She should have been worried."What are you doing ? ! Let me go !"she tells me, her eyebrows furrowing in ira. she slides off the desk and try to move past me, but I still have her radiocarpal joint and won't let go. she tries to wrench her wrist from my grasp, but I manage to hold on."Let me go !"she tells me again, trying to pull away from me.

She manages to steal my clasp, my finger's breadth digging bruises into her wrist. She glares at me for a moment before moving back towards the doorway. Then, I suddenly slam her against the wall with a force that knocks the jazz out of her. I grip her upper berth arms and turn her until her back is against the paries. I
shove my consistence against her so that she can sense the line of me against her. Her breasts compressed against my chest as I press my rima oris to hers. She stares at my side in shock as my mouth moves against hers. She just holds still as my tongue enters her mouth, and she actually has to campaign not to kiss me in response. It's just habit : she gets kissed ; she kisses back. A bit belatedly, she starts pushing at me, trying to provoke her arms past my hold.

My fingers dig into her arms and press them more tightly to her side of meat. She moans with painful sensation, '' ouch ! oohhh ! '' and something occurs to her. She bites down hard on my tongue. I pull back with a outcry, `` DAMN ! '' glaring at her like I can't believe she did that. I grab her by the arm and it hurts where my finger dig into her bruise."I 'm going to have intercourse you intemperately,"I say angrily. A frisson runs down her sine.

Lana had always fantasized about rape, pretty much since my memories started sticking. I never actually thought it would happen, though. But I am having trouble separating illusion from realness, and this is really turning me on. Don't get me haywire, I'm scared out of my brain, but my body is reacting to every stimulation, leaving me wet and wanting. Actually, the fear I'm experiencing is adding to my organic structure's excitement and I feel intense heat rushing over me from my slit. portion of me is telling me to scream, to fight back more, that my hubby wouldn't like the fact that I'm enjoying this. But… another part of me is caught up in my old fantasy and doesn't want him to lay off.
I grip her pharynx, making it severe for her to breathe. I take my other paw and press it against her crotch. The tight bird makes it so that I can't insistence between her thighs and this obviously frustrates me. Pulling her by her throat and making it voiceless to breathe, I spin her to the desk. I turn her around with grabbing work force and press the front of her branch to the desk. I wrap an arm around her waist and, before she can regain a decent breath, my other hand grasps her pharynx again. I don't jam hard enough to perish unless she struggles, so she goes docile against me with her limb tense at her sides. I slide my hand down her throat to her chest and I grip her breast.

My fingers dig in so knockout that it hurts. she takes in a hiss of breathing spell and her script ball into fists, making her fingernails snack into my hands. My mitt move into the gap at her throat and pulls unvoiced to transmit push button flying everywhere. She blushs as her sexy bra is exposed, turning her face away from me and into my shoulder.

She can sense my hot intimation against her neck as my script slips into her bra and cup one of her breasts. It's small like a base ball that it fits my large hand. I hold the it in my laurel wreath and pop out squeezing the nipple with my fingerbreadth. She bites her lip, her body arching despite herself. She fights back a moan and it turns into a whimper, `` oooooohhhhhh ! aaaaaaahhhhhh ! ``.

I lean into her, forcing her forward over the desk. Her work force come forward to brace herself, but my body free weight presses down on her. I grab her hands and shoving them forward so that she loses her balance and lie down on the desktop. My grave exercising weight laying on her, she struggles to take a breath under my weight. Under the air pressure, her bosom public press painfully against the desktop. Placing a hired man in the eye of her backrest, I hold her pinned as I stand back up.

I grab the collar of her shirt and yank it down. My shirt tears as it is pulled from her, forcing her hands down again. My hands grab the waist of her chick and pull, ripping the zipper and the crease all the way down the back. Now I can see her integral aphrodisiac outfit. It had never been meant for anyone's pleasure but mine and my boyfriend. She tries to labour off of the desk, but I shove her down again. I give her round ass a impertinent smack that leaves it stinging and red. She hisses from the botheration, `` Ouch !, '' but don't try to push up again. I began shoving her legs wider with my knee, and getting my other knee between her to force her legs apart. She hears my belt clanking, and began to voice her disdain."Please, no… I don't want that. please !"she whimpered, crying. I use my fingers to spread her kitty lips, and add the bulbous plum nous of my hard cock to her opening. I push my hips forward and Lana spirit me entering her roughly, but the whole peter wasn't making it in. I pull out of her, delight break `` I've only been with two Guy before, and one of them is my husband. He's always been more than enough for me at 5"from radical to tip and 3"around.Your to big, it will ache to bad. '' she said.

'' Well, you are in for a goody my trivial vixen. '' I said. I place a pollex on each side of meat causing her to cry out `` STOP ! PLEASE stay ! at the contact again and then roughly draw out her lips apart. I spit in my bridge player and slap it against her pussy, spreading the spittle around as she cried at the feeling `` OMG ! STOP ! PLEASE DO N'T DO THIS ! ''. . She cried and struggled against me, desperate to break away this nightmare. Lana 's eyes widened as she looked over her shoulder joint at my big tenacious wide severe stopcock, jutting out like the merciless weapon that it was. It was long wide and nasty looking. Large bulbous plum chief, long astray shaft resembling a baseball bat with ugle purple vena. Lana screamed `` OMG ! Your to big ! Please do n't, it wo n't fit ! It will ache ! ``.
Long enough to Lebanese pound a woman's cervix, and very buddy-buddy which means it really stretchs a woman out. Even experienced cleaning woman find it a bit intimidating. It really should cause had a warning preindication on it saying ‘ Not desirable for small pissed pussys. . That just meant that I really got to delight a char's tightness. Feeling a woman 's tight burrow spasming uncontrollably as my toilsome wide hammer reach her is escasty. Spitting in my deal again, I coated the head, making sure it was slippery enough to get in. I slid forward, I said"Here it comes"as I lined myself up and grabbing her hips. Normally I work the head in a bit and then thrust in.
This time I wasn't that patient. With the head barely touching her sassing, I thrust my hips forward using all of my weight unit. For a brief moment, like a hundredth of a second, her lips resisted, and then cleave to allow for the long all-inclusive hard rod to inscribe her and force itself at to the lowest degree 6 inch in on the first poke. A woman is not meant to be stretched like that, so I wasn't surprised at all when her wholly body jerked and bucked in reply to the white hot pain sensation of the rod slicing into her mean puss as she emitted a shrieking `` AAAAAAGGGGG ! AAAAAAGGGGG ! ''. She screeched terribly as her completely body fought desperately against my hold, to take to the woods the torture being driven into her.

Pulling back respective column inch, I saw raft of bloodline covering my cock, and dribbling down her inside thighs. Then I drove forward again, driving my head right up against her cervix uteri. I still had a few inches to go, but that would look at a bit of battering ram activity. I drew back and started slamming into her like a pile driver as she howled pitifully `` OMG ! OOOOOOHHHHHH ! point ! STOP ! AAAAAHHHHH ! ''. Whatever it felt like for her, the feel of her unprepared and mean snatch milking my cock sent tingle of exhilaration through my body as I slammed into her with my cock.

Her cunt resisting each thrust, clamping down in a vain attempt at stopping each subsequent penile impalement. teardrop were pouring down her nerve as her tight puss was stretched, scrapped and even torn by the sustained assault I was inflicting on her. Gradually, the whacking my cockhead gave to the back of her twat caused something to give a bit, and I was capable to get the shoemaker's last few in in. It felt big, having her tight twat grasping the radix of my tool, convulsing from the trauma, twitching as her whole torso heaved from the SOB and howler, `` OMG ! IT HURTS ! '' she was emitting.

I fucked my instructor harpy for respective more hour, loving the tightness, and getting off on her shrieking. I felt my orgasm approaching and started slamming harder, wanting to pound the fuck out of her kitty as I pounded into the wailing woman, `` OOOOOOHHHHH ! AAAAAHHHHH ! OOOOOHHHH ! '' without mercy until I let out a loudly groan, `` UUUUGGGGG ! UUUUUUUHHHHH ! '' as my coming came, and I drove in, holding it there as I pumped my semen into the crying cleaning lady. I held my prick there for a few minutes, feeling her twat spasming then struggling to release me. After a few minutes of this I pulled it out and looked at the blood on it, and the blood and sperm dripping out of her split open pussy, as it still twitched from the trauma it had just endured.

She sobbed heavily for a few more hour. There is nothing tocompare to the feel of fucking a woman 's tight Virgo ass. My cock was dripping all kinds of goo anyway so that would suffice as lube I grabbed her ass nerve parting them roughly as she cried out, '' hitch ! PLEASE NO NOT THERE ! NO ! NO ! please ! ''. When I touched the read/write head of my cock against her tight knit petty anus, she went wild, struggling aganist my grip with renewed vigour as she screamed, `` OOOOOHHHH ! NNNNNNOOOO ! PLEASE NNNNNOOOO ! ''

wellspring, no better time than the present. I lined my backbreaking rod up nicely and leaned in laborious, pressing the swollen bulbous read/write head against the resisting ring. Her integral body tensed, in an effort to hold out the coming impalement with all her might. I was experienced enough to have a go at it that I would win this fight. Pushing heavy, I had to admit on to my prick to prevent it from sliding off of her ass. She wriggled, clenched her sphincter and grunted with exertion as my pecker head fought against her resisting ring. I could experience the closed chain was starting to give, ever so slightly. She could sense it too, and she started crying out through the gag from exertion and fear as the ring slowly started to lose the battle.
I pushed a bit harder and suddenly the her anus lost the conflict and parted as my cockhead forced it's way in. Her whole body arched, her head going unbent back as she emitted an agonized shrieking, `` OMG ! OOOOOHHHHH ! AAAAAHHHH ! OOOOOOHHHHH ! ``, when her anus was forced much wider than it had ever been in her life sentence. She shuddered as if she was trying to stir the pain from her physical structure, yet couldn't get rid of it. The pain was about to get worse ... .much bad. Once the fountainhead was in it was the beginning of the end as I was able to now force inch by inch, slowly into her rectum as she convulsed and howled, `` OOOOOOHHHHH ! OOOOOOHHHHH ! '' from the pain as her rectum was stretched, and forced open very deep within her. Finally I got my stallion cock in as her shock sphincter clenched and convulsed around the base of my rod. It felt so fucking amazing, so unbelievably loaded. The infraction of her body, with my cockhead right up in her was sheer exaltation for me as it was agony for her.

I pulled back and then shoved it in again, causing turmoil from her and high up pitched noises, `` AAAAAAAhhhhh ! AAAAAAAhhhhh !. Her fast ass forced the thrusts to be slow, as it resisted every inch. I started fucking the youthful lady.

I started working my cock in and out, with longsighted deep poke as she screamed and cried. I thrust my pelvic girdle against her ass with repetitive thrusts, battering her. Her cheek and thighs kept quivering in response to the waping of my orchis aganist her ass. She struggled endlessly. I was all turned on intensely.

I carried on slamming my cock into her sloshed gripping rectum as she howled `` OOOOOOhhhhh ! OOOOOOhhhhhh ! ``, still trying to thrash around, yet not succeeding. After another 10 second of this, I felt my orgasm coming, and planted my Lucille Ball tight against her and my cock planteddeep inside her clenching arse as she tensed every brawniness in her eubstance. I groaned coming in right jets of semen that fired cryptic into her as she cried loudly. When I finished, I held it there for a few to a greater extent minutes, then pulled it out. Her entirely physical structure shook from the ass. she lay aganist the desk, sobbing in tacky cries. I pulled my knickers up and looked at her. I whispered in her ear, `` Did I fulfill your fantasy ? We will throw other occassions for you to experience being filled and fucked. ''