Mark stayed behind after the lecture hall emptied.
Professor Elena Voss was still at the front, stacking papers, her tight black skirt hugging every curve of her ass. Hed jerked off to her three times that week already. Today he wasnt leaving without tasting the real thing.
You need something, Mark? she asked without looking up.
Yeah. I need to fuck you.
Elena paused, then slowly turned. Her eyes dropped to the obvious bulge in his jeans. Lock the door.
He did. When he turned back she was already hiking her skirt up over her hips, revealing a black thong and smooth thighs. She bent over the desk, palms flat on the wood, and looked over her shoulder.
Get your cock out and put it in me. Hard.
Mark yanked his zipper down. His dick sprang free, already leaking. He stepped behind her, shoved the thong aside, and dragged the head through her wet slit. She was dripping.
Quit teasing, she growled.
He slammed in balls-deep on the first thrust. Elena gasped, then pushed back against him. Fuck, yes. Use that young cock.
He gripped her hips and pounded her. The desk creaked with every brutal stroke. Her pussy clenched around him, slick and hot, gripping tight every time he bottomed out. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the empty room.
Deeper, she ordered. I want to feel it tomorrow.
Mark reached around and rubbed her clit in rough circles. Elena moaned loud, pushing her ass back to meet every thrust. He could feel her getting wetter, cream coating his shaft and dripping down his balls.
Turn around, he said. I want to see your tits while I fuck you.
She stood, stripped her blouse off, and unhooked her bra. Her heavy tits bounced free. Mark lifted her onto the desk, spread her legs wide, and drove back inside. He leaned down and sucked one nipple hard while he fucked her.
Elena grabbed his hair. Thats it. Suck them while you wreck my cunt.
He fucked her faster, the desk scraping across the floor. Her pussy fluttered around him. He knew she was close.
Come on my cock, he muttered against her breast. Soak it.
Elena came with a sharp cry, thighs shaking, cunt pulsing and gushing around him. Mark kept thrusting through it, drawing it out until she was panting and limp.
He pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach again, and shoved back in from behind. This time he went for his own finish. He fucked her like he hated her, short, vicious strokes that made her whimper.
Fill me up, she demanded. Come inside your professors pussy.
Mark buried himself to the hilt and unloaded. Thick ropes of cum pumped deep into her. He stayed inside until every drop was milked out, then slowly pulled free. A string of his load followed, running down her thigh.
Elena stood, adjusted her thong back into place, and let his cum soak the fabric. She smoothed her skirt down like nothing had happened.
Same time next week, she said, gathering her papers. And next time bring a friend if you want. I can handle two cocks at once.
Mark zipped up, heart still hammering. He left the lecture hall with her scent all over him and already planning the next detention.
