Chapter 4: The Lewd Diary (Part 2)
He held my face, looked at , then glanced down at our joined bodies before looking back up at with a lustful smile. "Teacher, what do you think of this?" he asked smugly. I was too embarrassed to answer and could only bury my face in his neck, whispering almost inaudibly:
"You little rascal, you got what you wanted, didn't you?" At that mont, I felt like a young girl experiencing her first ti with her boyfriend.
"Teacher, can I move now?" Hearing his question, I felt both nervous and expectant, not knowing how to respond. After a long pause, I finally whispered softly. "Mm-hmm."
"Teacher, what did you say? I didn't hear you. Can I move now?" he teased, asking again.
After crying uncontrollably, I had gradually adapted to his cock. My soft, wet pussy was tightly wrapped around his shaft, the walls of my vagina seemingly moving continuously, bringing indescribable pleasure. Feeling the real feedback from my pussy, I was no longer so reserved and softly replied: "Yes."
"Great!" he responded excitedly, like a soldier receiving an order to attack. I expected a wild, stormy assault, but surprisingly, his actions were exceptionally gentle. He held my waist, lifting slightly, then began to thrust his cock in an out slowly.
The head of his penis continuously rubbed against my vaginal walls, his thick, hot cock completely filling my pussy, each thrust sent a strong, tingling sensation through . The large glans repeatedly pounded my core, waves of blissful pleasure ripped outward, impacting my entire body.
My eyes were half-closed, head tilted back, hands holding the back of his neck. My mouth was slightly open, releasing enchanting moans. My snow-white breasts bounced up and down with his thrusts, creating waves of creamy flesh. My nipples would occasionally brush against his cheeks.
As his thrusting speed gradually increased, my soft, tight pussy beca even more exquisite. From his long, deep sighs, I could feel how satisfied he was.
"Teacher... mmm... teacher... your pussy is so beautiful, so soft and tight, so luscious, it feels so good to fuck you with my big cock," he said as he continued. With each thrust, my pleasure grew more intense.
"Mmm, teacher feels good too, so beautiful, you're hitting the right spot... mmm..." I responded contentedly as he thrust quickly while watching my bouncing breasts, occasionally taking the opportunity to lick my nipples as they passed by his mouth.
As the speed increased, he beca more excited. His hips moved continuously, and the sound of his lower body slapping against my plump ass grew louder. My buttocks bounced like a water-filled balloon dropped from a height, deforming under pressure then imdiately returning to normal, waves of flesh rippling against his thighs as if cheering him on.
"Teacher, your breasts are so big, fragrant, and sweet," he said before taking my nipple in his mouth and beginning to lick it.
"Teacher's butt is also big and soft, so slutty. The first ti I saw you wearing that tight pencil skirt at school, I thought about fucking your big ass so bad," With that, he began to slap my fleshy ass cheeks, one smack after another.
My nipples, pussy, and ass were being continuously stimulated. Especially the slaps on my ass that brought more pleasure than pain, I couldn't help but moan:
"You little rascal, you've been wanting to fuck teacher for a while, haven't you? Actually, teacher has had feelings for you since the first day we t. Not only are you handso, but you're also good at studying, mature and steady. Teacher really likes you."
Under my student's continuous movents, I had lost my senses and actually confessed to him. My first impression was that he was quite handso, and as ti passed, I felt he was like a refined gentleman. But I never imagined he had such a wicked side. However now, I was truly feeling so good.
"Really? So Teacher wanted to be fucked by for a long ti. No wonder you always wiggle your slutty ass in front of , intentionally or not. So you're this much of a slut, wanting to be fucked by your student the very first ti you saw him?"
"No, when I first saw you, I just thought you were handso." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveIＦire
"Oh, is that so? Then when did teacher start wanting to fuck you?"
"Never...never... teacher never thought that way," I said, his questions making feel increasingly ashad, but the pleasure in my lower body grew even more intense.
"Then why did teacher always push out her chest when explaining problems to ?"
"No, no... it's just that I'm a bit busty," At this mont, I seed to have truly started seeing him as my husband, or maybe my boyfriend. I began referring to myself like a young maiden. The thought that I, a woman almost forty, was using such a coquettish, girlish term in front of my eighteen-year-old student filled with imnse sha.
"Oh, is that so? Then what about when you walk in front of your hubby, you constantly wiggle that huge, plump ass of yours? Are you doing it on purpose for your hubby to see? Your big, fat ass wants to be fucked by your hubby, doesn't it?"
"No, no, I never thought that way at all. It's just that the teacher's pencil skirt is too tight, and my butt is too big."
"You're so slutty yet you won't admit it," he said, slapping my ass hard a few tis before continuing:
"Slutty teacher, wear one size bigger skirts from now on, understand? Only I get to see your big, slutty ass, got it?"
"But, but wearing bigger clothes will make look fat," I defended myself.
"I am the only one who needs to know your figure, and only I can see your big, slutty ass. This is an order, understand?"
His sudden dominance was completely different from his usual gentle self. But strangely, I felt no resistance. Instead, I felt a compulsion to obey.
"Mmm, mmm, I understand, my big ass will only be for you from now on," I answered him shafully, but he showed no reaction to my lewd response, instead he voice becoming more stern:
"The slutty teacher's big, slutty ass isn't just for to see. It has to be ready for to fuck anyti, and only I can fuck it, understand?"
I felt no aversion to his commanding tone; beyond a slight sha, I felt more happiness.
"Mmm, mmm... I understand."
"Understand what?" he asked.
"My big ass will only be for you to see from now on."
Not getting the answer he wanted, he sped up his thrusts and the force of the slaps on my ass also increased. But this pain was nothing compared to the overwhelming pleasure it brought.
"I understand, my ass is only for you to see."
"What else, slutty teacher?" he continued to press. Seeing I didn't answer for a while, he stopped his movents and said:
"Fine. I’ll just wreck your big, slutty ass right now, and we'll see if you'll answer my questions properly in the future." Saying this, he held my waist and pulled his cock out.
The mont his cock pulled out, an unprecedented emptiness swept through my body, as if my soul had been extracted. My pussy ached with unbearable need, its walls clenching desperately. Tears imdiately welled up in my eyes, a feeling of extre grievance yet unable to express it surged in my heart.
He placed on the seat, then pulled the passenger seat all the way forward, looked at and said "Get on all fours." My watery eyes looked at him uncomprehendingly, and he said "So stupid." Then he pulled up to stand, had kneel on the footmat with bent knees, pressed my upper body onto the seat. He held my hips to lift my ass up, pushed forward until my neck was tilted and my face pressed against the backrest of the rear seat. He seed to look it over, as if satisfied with the position.
Then he knelt behind , straightened his back, one hand on my waist, the other holding his cock, using the tip to rub against my dripping pussy lips. By now I was beyond desperate and couldn't bear it, unconsciously moving my hips backward wanting him to enter quickly, but whenever the head reached the entrance, he would pull away and continue to tease .
"Slutty teacher, do you want to push it in?" Being asked such embarrassing questions by my student was shaful, but I could only answer:
"Mmm mmm"
"What, teacher? I'm asking, do you want to put it in?" he continued to tease.
"Mmm, mmm, put it in, put it in."
"Put what in? Put it in where?" he said, landing a slap on my ass.
"Put it in quickly, Teacher can't take it anymore," After I said that, I even unconsciously wiggled my ass earning another hard slap.
"What does the slutty teacher want put in?" It seed the more desperate I appeared, the more he withheld, forcing to beco even more lewd.
"Your cock, put your cock in ."
"Wrong, slutty teacher. It's 'put the big cock into the little slutty pussy,' got it?" Another slap landed on my raised ass, while the head of his cock continued to rub against my pussy.
"The big cock... the big cock... put it in the little slutty pussy."
"Slutty teacher is so stupid. Whose big cock enters whose slutty pussy? If you don't say it clearly, how would I know?"
"Yours, use your big cock to fuck my slutty pussy." After saying this, I wished I could find a crack in the ground to disappear into. I had actually said such lewd words to my student, and I was begging. Am I naturally a lewd woman?
"Good slutty teacher. Student will now use teacher's favorite big cock to fuck slutty teacher's big, slutty ass," he said, then thrust his big cock into my body with brutal force.
"Oh!"
We both let out pleasurable moans simultaneously. My pussy, which had been itching unbearably, was once again filled and stretched by his thick, magnificent cock. The feeling of fullness in my vagina made my juices flow continuously. Water splashed from my pussy with every one of his thrusts The tightness and constant contractions of my pussy were completely beyond his imagination. Who would have thought that such a mature beauty's pussy would be like it had never been touched? This was the result of remaining chaste for over a decade. Under his relentless movents, I quickly reached climax, but he showed no intention of stopping. Feeling my orgasm, he said:
"I didn't expect teacher's big ass to be so sensitive. I fucked you for so long earlier and you didn't cum, but fucking you from behind made you cum imdiately." As he spoke, his big hand kept slapping my ass and he asked:
"So, slutty teacher, from now on when you see , will you kneel on the ground like this, stick your ass like a little bitch, and let fuck you??"
Kneeling, sticking my ass, little bitch: one obscenely degrading word after another entered my ears. Being humiliated by him, the juices from my pussy flowed even more fiercely.
These lewd words seed to stimulate sothing deep inside , making , who had just climaxed, crave his big cock even more.
At this ti, he was still so vigorous and powerful, like an tireless old ox, continuously plowing my field that hadn't been cultivated over for more than a decade. And I, at the peak of my sexual pri, had chosen to remain chaste. For so long, I had been unfulfilled, and now like a dam overflowing after heavy rain, floodgates had opened, and I was uncontrollable.
His strong, hot, and vigorous energy, the vulgar words, and the shackles of age and identity, each thing continuously impacted my soul, making more lewd and more desperate for satisfaction.
"Say it, are you a slutty teacher?" Smack, smack, smack. Several more slaps landed on my ass.
"Yes, yes, I am a slutty teacher."
"Slutty teacher, does it feel good to be fucked by your student?"
"Good, so good, slutty teacher feels so good being fucked by her student."
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