Lana is working late tonight. Lana is a math teacher at a local high school. She needed the job and it would help pay off her student loanword. She don't like to stay here by iniquity for any reasonableness. Tonight, she had stayed later than pattern to help a pupil with their homework. She never begrudged a scholarly person help if they needed it. As she started packing her bag up with students'work from the day, She noticed mortal standing in the clear doorway of her classroom.

I 'm six foot 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 rare, but I seemed to be looking her over a little too blatantly. She had to admit, that she actually loved the idea of being"hot teacher."She had a tendency to coiffure sexily, yet conservatively. So, even though my bird is below my knees, it hugs my pelvis and ass nicely. And even though her blouse is buttoned high, her breasts stretch the material tight. There's nothing particularly aphrodisiac about her horseshoe, though, since she choose the unsubdivided pitch-black pump for comfort more than anything.

Beyond that, she likes to feel aphrodisiacal under my clothes, too. Her black nylon, for instances, are actually thigh-highs and she likes to wear ignominious lacy thongs and bras. She loves taking her clothes off at home base and admiring her stacked human body in the mirror, all that black lace against pallid frame. At measure of 36-28-39, 5'8.25"and C mamilla, she has a aphrodisiacal dead body to admire. Her blond hair, when it's undone like today, goes down preceding her shoulders.

"Can I help you with something ?"she asks the honest-to-goodness man. He isn't a bookman, what is he doing here ?"Maybe,"I say in a deep vocalization as I walk into the room and close the door."Um, actually, I have to leave the door open when I'm in here with a scholarly person,"She tells me, standing up behind her desk. She starts to impress to the doorway so that she can re-open it and I step into her way. She almost runs into my all-inclusive chest before taking an unsteady footprint back as she overbalances on her blackguard. I step forward and she backs up again to go along distances between us."Uh, excuse me ?"she says in disarray. I step forward again and she feels her desk printing press against her legs.

She ends up with her butt on the desk, pressing her hand to my bureau, as I step forward again. I grab her articulatio radiocarpea and pull her arm down to her slope and now she is really annoyed. She should ingest been worried."What are you doing ? ! Let me go !"she tells me, her eyebrows furrowing in anger. she slides off the desk and attempt to move past me, but I still have her wrist and won't let go. she tries to curve her articulatio radiocarpea from my clutches, but I manage to hold on."Let me go !"she tells me again, trying to take out away from me.

She manages to drop away my grasp, my fingerbreadth digging bruises into her radiocarpal joint. She glares at me for a moment before moving back towards the door. Then, I suddenly slam her against the wall with a force that knocks the idle words out of her. I grip her upper subdivision and turn her until her binding is against the rampart. I
stuff my consistence against her so that she can sense the crease of me against her. Her bosom compressed against my chest as I press my mouth to hers. She stares at my grimace in shock as my mouth moves against hers. She just holds still as my tongue enters her mouth, and she actually has to fight 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 raise her munition past my hold.

My fingers dig into her implements of war and press them more tightly to her slope. She moans with pain, '' ouch ! oohhh ! '' and something occurs to her. She bites down hard on my tongue. I pull back with a yell, `` shit ! '' glaring at her like I can't consider she did that. I grab her by the arm and it hurts where my fingers dig into her bruise."I 'm going to love you gruelling,"I say angrily. A shiver runs down her sine.

Lana had always fantasized about rape, pretty practically since my remembering started sticking. I never actually thought it would happen, though. But I am having bother separating fantasy from reality, and this is really turning me on. Don't get me improper, I'm scared out of my mind, but my body is reacting to every input, leaving me wet and wanting. Actually, the fear I'm experiencing is adding to my body's fervor and I feel intense heat hurry over me from my pussy. Part of me is telling me to hollo, to fight back more, that my husband wouldn't like the fact that I'm enjoying this. But… another function of me is caught up in my old phantasy and doesn't want him to stop.
I grip her throat, making it hard for her to emit. I take my other manus and press it against her crotch. The taut bird makes it so that I can't press between her thighs and this obviously frustrates me. Pulling her by her throat and making it harder to catch one's breath, I spin her to the desk. I turn her around with grabbing work force and mechanical press the front of her leg to the desk. I wrap an arm around her waist and, before she can regain a decent breath, my former hand grasps her pharynx again. I don't closet hard enough to drop dead unless she struggles, so she goes docile against me with her weapons system tense at her side. I slide my manus down her throat to her chest and I grip her breast.

My finger's breadth dig in so hard that it hurts. she takes in a hiss of breath and her manus ball into fist, making her fingernails bite into my custody. My hand moves into the gap at her throat and pulls intemperate to mail release flying everywhere. She blushs as her sexy bra is exposed, turning her face away from me and into my shoulder.

She can finger my hot breath against her neck opening as my mitt slips into her bra and cups one of her breasts. It's low like a base ball that it fits my large helping hand. I hold the it in my ribbon and begin squeezing the pap with my finger. 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 hands come forward to energise herself, but my consistency angle 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 arduous weighting laying on her, she struggles to pass off under my weight. Under the air pressure, her chest press painfully against the desktop. Placing a paw in the eye of her back, 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 hired hand down again. My hired hand grab the shank of her skirt and pull, ripping the zipper and the seam all the way down the back. Now I can see her entire sexy outfit. It had never been meant for anyone's pleasure but mine and my boyfriend. She tries to push off of the desk, but I shove her down again. I give her round ass a chic slap that leaves it stinging and red. She hisses from the pain, `` Ouch !, '' but don't try to push up again. I began shoving her legs wider with my knee, and getting my other stifle between her to wedge 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 finger to circularise her cunt lips, and make for the bulbous plum head of my hard cock to her opening move. I push my hips forward and Lana feels me entering her roughly, but the whole shaft wasn't making it in. I pull out of her, please contain `` I've only been with two guy cable before, and one of them is my married man. He's always been more than than enough for me at 5"from home to tip and 3"around.Your to big, it will hurt to bad. '' she said.

'' Well, you are in for a treat my little harpy. '' I said. I place a quarter round on each incline causing her to cry out `` stop ! PLEASE full point ! at the middleman again and then roughly pull her lip apart. I spit in my hand and slap it against her snatch, spreading the spit around as she cried at the feeling `` OMG ! stoppage ! PLEASE DO N'T DO THIS ! ''. . She cried and struggled against me, desperate to lam this incubus. Lana 's eyes widened as she looked over her shoulder at my big long wide hard shaft, jutting out like the merciless weapon that it was. It was long wide-eyed and nasty looking. Large bellied plum tree foreland, long wide shaft resembling a baseball game bat with ugle purpleness veins. Lana screamed `` OMG ! Your to big ! Please do n't, it wo n't fit ! It will hurt ! ``.
Long enough to pound a woman's cervix uteri, and very thick which means it really stretchs a charwoman out. Even experient women find it a bit intimidating. It really should have had a warning sign on it saying ‘ Not worthy for small tight pussys. . That just meant that I really got to enjoy a woman's tightness. Feeling a cleaning woman 's tight tunnel spasming uncontrollably as my strong all-encompassing hammer stretchs her is escasty. Spitting in my hand 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 hip. Normally I work the point in a bit and then thrust in.
This time I wasn't that patient. With the head barely touching her lip, I thrust my pelvis forward using all of my weight. For a abbreviated consequence, like a hundredth of a indorse, her lips resisted, and then split to allow the long wide hard rod to introduce her and drive itself at least 6 column inch in on the first stab. A woman is not meant to be stretched like that, so I wasn't surprised at all when her whole body jerked and bucked in response to the white hot pain of the rod slicing into her tight pussy as she emitted a screech `` AAAAAAGGGGG ! AAAAAAGGGGG ! ''. She screeched terribly as her whole consistency fought desperately against my suitcase, to escape the agony being driven into her.

Pulling back various inches, I saw raft of blood covering my cock, and dribbling down her inside thigh. Then I drove forward again, driving my fountainhead right up against her cervix. I still had a few inches to go, but that would submit a bit of battering ram action. I drew back and started slamming into her like a pile driver as she howled pitifully `` OMG ! OOOOOOHHHHHH ! blockage ! STOP ! AAAAAHHHHH ! ''. Whatever it felt like for her, the look of her unprepared and blind drunk pussy milking my stopcock sent shivers of fervour through my consistency as I slammed into her with my cock.

Her cunt resisting each knife thrust, clamping down in a vain endeavor at stopping each subsequent penile impalement. bust were pouring down her boldness as her wet snatch was stretched, scrapped and even torn by the sustained Assault I was inflicting on her. Gradually, the beating my cockhead gave to the vertebral column of her slit caused something to give a bit, and I was able to get the last few inches in. It felt great, having her tight snatch grasping the base of my cock, convulsing from the trauma, twitching as her whole body heaved from the mother fucker and thigh-slapper, `` OMG ! IT HURTS ! '' she was emitting.

I fucked my instructor vixen for several more moment, loving the tautness, and getting off on her wow. I felt my orgasm approaching and started slamming harder, wanting to pound the fuck out of her snatch as I pounded into the wailing woman, `` OOOOOOHHHHH ! AAAAAHHHHH ! OOOOOHHHH ! '' without mercy until I let out a loud moan, `` UUUUGGGGG ! UUUUUUUHHHHH ! '' as my orgasm came, and I drove in, holding it there as I pumped my come into the crying charwoman. I held my stopcock there for a few minutes, feeling her pussy spasming then struggling to drum out me. After a few arcminute of this I pulled it out and looked at the blood on it, and the descent 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 bit. There is nothing tocompare to the feel of fucking a woman 's cockeyed Virgo the Virgin ass. My cock was dripping all kind of goo anyway so that would serve as lubricator I grabbed her ass cheeks parting them roughly as she cried out, '' STOP ! PLEASE NO NOT THERE ! NO ! NO ! PLEASE ! ''. When I touched the head of my cock against her tight puckered slight anus, she went wild, struggling aganist my hold with renewed vigor as she screamed, `` OOOOOHHHH ! NNNNNNOOOO ! PLEASE NNNNNOOOO ! ''

wellspring, no better time than the portray. I lined my hard rod up nicely and leaned in tough, pressing the swollen bulbous read/write head against the resisting closed chain. Her stallion physical structure tensed, in an exploit to resist the coming impalement with all her might. I was experienced enough to know that I would win this struggle. Pushing hard, I had to hold on to my cock to prevent it from sliding off of her ass. She wriggled, clenched her sphincter and grunted with exertion as my cock head fought against her resisting ring. I could feel the doughnut was starting to collapse, 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 fall behind the battle.
I pushed a bit harder and suddenly the her anus lost the engagement and parted as my cockhead forced it's way in. Her altogether body arched, her head going straight back as she emitted an agonized screech, `` OMG ! OOOOOHHHHH ! AAAAAHHHH ! OOOOOOHHHHH ! ``, when her anus was forced much across-the-board than it had ever been in her life. She shuddered as if she was trying to escape from the pain sensation from her body, yet couldn't get rid of it. The pain was about to get worsened ... .much spoilt. Once the principal was in it was the beginning of the end as I was able-bodied 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 air very deep within her. Finally I got my integral rooster in as her traumatized sphincter clenched and convulsed around the base of my rod. It felt so fucking amazing, so unbelievably closely. The violation of her body, with my cockhead right up in her was sheer ecstasy for me as it was suffering for her.

I pulled back and then shoved it in again, causing convulsions from her and luxuriously pitched interference, `` AAAAAAAhhhhh ! AAAAAAAhhhhh !. Her stiff ass forced the thrusts to be slow, as it resisted every inch. I started fucking the young lady.

I started working my rooster in and out, with farseeing deep thrusts as she screamed and cried. I thrust my hips against her ass with repetitive thrusting, battering her. Her buttocks and thighs kept quivering in reception to the waping of my formal aganist her ass. She struggled endlessly. I was all turned on intensely.

I carried on slamming my cock into her tight gripping rectum as she howled `` OOOOOOhhhhh ! OOOOOOhhhhhh ! ``, still trying to thrash around, yet not succeeding. After another 10 minutes of this, I felt my climax coming, and planted my balls tight against her and my turncock planteddeep inside her clenching cocksucker as she tensed every muscularity in her dead body. I groaned coming in right jets of semen that fired deep into her as she cried loudly. When I finished, I held it there for a few more minutes, then pulled it out. Her totally body shook from the fucking. she lay aganist the desk, sobbing in tatty yell. I pulled my pants up and looked at her. I whispered in her ear, `` Did I fulfill your phantasy ? We will have former occassions for you to go through being filled and fucked. ''