EroticReverie

“Ohh!” She screams out as I lean forward with my elbows on the desk my hand grabbing her shoulders drum underneath as I start to pound into her.

Her immediate screams satisfy me more than any woman’s have. I’m groaning, I curse along with her as my cock is enveloped by the tight wet treat she’s given me.

“You’re so fucking tight” I groan. I can’t say she’s the tightest I’ve ever had, but definitely the tightest I’ve had in a long fucking time. The tightest any man my age doesn’t deserve.

“Fuck me” she moans. “Oh my god fuck me Mr. Johnson , yes , yes , yes” she says as I thrust harder at her addressing me as my formal name.

“You feel so fucking good” I tell her and then push up grab her legs wrapping my arms around them pulling her back to the edge of the desk , my thrusts having pushed her further away. I hold her legs as I continue and her tits are bouncing as I keep sliding my cock in and out of her pussy that’s still dripping on my desk.

“Your cock feel so good” she replies. “Oh my god mister Johnson , yes, fuck me” she whimpers desperately as if my cock inside her is almost too much to handle.

“I love it” she moans “I fucking love it” she adds.

“I could fuck you forever” I tell her. Because it’s true. In that moment I believe I could stay right there and serve her my cock over and over until we both died of one too many orgasms.

“Don’t ever stop” she’s says and I give her a hard aggressive thrust. She screams and reach down, her legs wrap around me and I hold her tits in my hands squeezing them, grabbing onto them as I fuck her.

“You’re so fucking sexy” I say. And then look to the picture of my wife and kids topple over. I quickly apologize to my wife in my head. Sorry honey. I think to myself. I had to do it. You understand. I know she doesn’t , well wouldn’t understand if she found out. But looking at Veronica laid on my desk, I think, how would anyone not understand that I had to do it? Look at her. Just fucking look. I groan and my hands leave her tits and slide down grabbing her waist.

I pull her to edge of the desk , then reach behind me pulling my chair closer. I scoop her up underneath her back and pull her up still on my cock, she wraps an arm around my neck and she’s panting as I lift her and sit in my chair with her on top of me.

Her arm slips from around my neck and both hands are on my shoulder as she starts to bounce on my lap. I groan watching her. Her perfect tits bouncing, her tight little cunt taking every inch of me as she bounces it.

“Mmmmmm fuuuuck” she moans and stops with me inside her and circles her hips. I grip them hard my fingers digging into her flesh.

“Do you have a ruler?” She asks me.

The question puzzles me for a moment. Why? I think.

“In the desk, why?” I answer.

“Where?” She says and I point to the top drawer to the right behind her. She turns , leaning back and I watch the way her body archs. Her tits pushing upwards , I lean forward and suck them as she treasure hunts for a ruler. I hear her moan as my mouth encompasses her nipple and hear her giggle as I bite at it again.

She moves again her body twisting back and she has the ruler and hands it to me.

I raise an eye brow.

“I want you to spank me with it” she says.

I feel my cock ache inside her. Naughty. Naughty girl I think to myself. She wants the teacher fantasy done all the way.

She bites her lip and puts her hands on my shoulder and leans forward. Her mouth is near mine. I realize I haven’t kissed her yet. Should I? Do I want to? Do I need to? I do. So I do and her mouth parts for me and both of our tongues meet , and she seems excited for this. Our mouths finally meeting. She moans into my mouth.

“I’ve wanted you so bad” she says against my mouth. “You have no idea” she says.

Yes I do. I think. You’ve made it clear many times before now that you’ve had this exactly happening on your mind.

With her mouth pressed to mine and her pussy sliding up and down on me slowly now I move the ruler in my hand and touch the strip of wood to her ass thinking about how I want to spank her hard enough to break the ruler over ass. I find myself wishing I had a yard stick to do just that. She moans excitedly feeling me rub the wooden ruler over her cheek. She’s pulling her dress up with one hand clutching it to hold the fabric up.

“I’ve been a bad girl” she grins. Fuck I think to myself. Yes. Yes you have been.

“You’ve been very bad” I nod.

“So. So bad” she agrees and looks over her shoulder biting her lip trying to watch me caress her ass with the ruler.

“So bad” she moans and her hips and moving back and forth with my cock inside her.

“Look at me” I say.

She turns her head and her eyes lashes at themselves as she blinks at me, her lip slipping through her teeth.

I slap the ruler over her ass. She jumps and her mouth drops open with a gasp and then a please little giggle.

“Yes mister Johnson.” She nods. “Punish your naughty school girl” she licks her upper lip and is leaning against me with her mouth near my ear.

“I’m such a bad girl” she whispers.

She lets out a tiny squeal as I slap her ass again.

“Tell me in a bad girl” she whispers.

I smack her again with the ruler , a loud crack sounding to though the room. She jumps and moans. She’s grinding on me.

“You’re a bad fucking girl” I say before doing the same again and she’s begging me to keep going.

“Don’t stop. Tell me what a naughty girl I am” she moans and whimpers as she puts her mouth to mine without giving me a chance to speak and spank her again. Harder. And harder. And harder. Over and over again as she whines and whimpers in my mouth. The little jump she makes each time never gets old so I keep going. Keep slapping the ruler against her skin. I lose count of how many time I’ve done it. But I can’t stop. The sound she makes is too delicious. The way her cunt tightens with each strike is too fucking good.

“You gonna be a bad girl and cum on my cock, just like you did on my fingers?” I ask as I finally pull from her mouth and watch her squirm. I drop the ruler and take my hand and slaps her ass even harder. The beautiful sting off her flesh against my palm makes me want to cum and makes her yelp as she nods.

“Yesssss” she says.

“Then ride my cock like a naughty little girl and fucking do it then” I say. This excites her even more.

“Tell me what a bad a girl you are. How much you love fucking my dick” I groan as she starts to ride me.

She’s leaning back her elbows are on my desk and she’s giving me the perfect view of her body , of her pussy as it takes my dick in and out.

“I’m a bad girl mister Johnson. I’m so fucking bad. Thank you for letting me fuck this dick” she moans and I groan almost losing it as she thanks me.

“It’s so big “ she whines. “She’s exaggerating. Or maybe it’s big to her. Either way my dick and I appreciate her praises as I groan.

“It fits so good in my naughty pussy” she moans. And I wonder how many pornos she’s watched to learn these lines.

“I love fucking your dick mister Johnson” she moans as she lifts her hips up and down. “I want you inside me everyday” she moans.

“I want you to cum inside me” she says.

The thought makes me want to blast every drop inside of her. She deserves it. Look at her go, listen to that filthy mouth. She needs it. She’s earned it.

“I could get you pregnant “ I say. Testing just how filthy she is. How bad she really is.

“I’ll have your baby mister Johnson “ she moans. “If that’s what you want”

It’s not what I want. I know that much. But to hear her say it. The idea of putting a fucking baby in her. Giving me permission to put my seed in her and knock her up. Fucking god. It does something to me.

“You want me to knock you up don’t you?” I groan.

She nods. “Is that too naughty of me mister Johnson?”

“Yes” I say and watch her face change slightly. “But I like it. I like how naughty you are Veronica .”

She smiles. “You should cum inside me” she says. “If it happens. It happens.” She says.

I groan at the idea of making her pregnant. Making this hot young girl my mistress. A secret baby with my student. The fantasy of it. Drives me insane. Part of me wants to make it reality. Because I’d love to see her belly grow , have her explain to her friends how she let her professor knock her up. I imagine her living with me and my wife. An impossible fantasy , but I imagine it anyways. My wife tending the kids while I fuck my teenage mistress upstairs.

I spank her again as hard as I can and watch her jump and scream as I grab her hips next and thrust upwards into her as she comes down on my cock. Both of us moaning loudly. I watch her as she begs for me to cum inside her, my eyes taking quick looks at her young tits bouncing hard on her chest.

“Do it mister Johnson. Cum in my naughty pussy” she begs.

I grunt trying to last as long as I can without Exploding inside of her tight little pussy. I watch her. I watch her look at me with wanting eyes and they’re telling me how badly she needs my come inside of her. They tell me just how long she’s been waiting for this. They tell me this could be my only shot so I might as well do it. I might as well risk it all to know what it feels like to bury my cum inside her.

I lift her back up onto the edge of the desk and her legs are wrapped around me , her one arm draped over my neck. The other clutching my shirt in her fist , as she pants as I drive up into her. I don’t want it to end. I don’t want her delicate hands to stop grasping my shirt or doing what they’re doing now as they both grasp my ass pulling me into her. Who taught her to fuck like this? To take dick like this ? I fuck her as hard as I can now. Jackhammering my cock into her as she gasps and calls my name.

“Fuck your bad little girl mister Johnson “ she moans in my ear. Her hands slip up my back to my shoulder blades as she holds on as I slam into her. My desk creaking, as I fuck her right there in my empty classroom. Wondering how I got this lucky. Wondering how many other teachers fuck their students like this. In the building late at night. I wonder if our shadows can be seen through the drawn blinds. But I don’t fucking care as I drive myself into her over and over.

“You’re a naughty man mister Johnson. Fucking my pussy so good like this” she moans. And part of me wonders if I’m giving it to her as good as she claims or she’s just building my ego. Trying to make me cum quicker.

She screams into my ear as I give a violent thrust just to make sure there’s no doubt in her mind that I can fuck her well.

“Oh fuckkkkk” she moans and her nails are digging against my shirt and her legs are tightening around me. “Fuck that pussy, yes yes!” She screams again as I fuck her violently. Like an animal. An animal she unleashed , that she’s been trying to uncage since the day she walked through my classroom door. Here he is. I think to myself. Here’s the beast you wanted. You’ve woken him.

She sounds like she’s almost crying as she begs me to cum. The desperation in her voice carries me close to letting her have it all. Every drop.

I fight with myself in my head between whether or not to pull out or enjoy the moment, enjoy the blessing that is her pussy squeezing my cock trying to milk my cum into it. Her mouth is on mine again.

“Your wife is so lucky” she says against my mouth. “Is this how you fuck all the time? I’d never let you leave my bed mister Johnson” she moans.

I groan at the mention of my wife. And the thought of her and the mention of her should will me to stop. But it doesn’t. Because. What would be the point now? I’m already inside her. Finish what you started I tell myself. It’s not like stopping now changes the fact you’ve committed adultery. With. Your student.

“Yes” I lie. Because I don’t fuck my wife like this. Not anymore. Because it’s not exciting anymore. My wife doesn’t make my cock feel like this. She doesn’t look at me the way Veronica does with those fuck me eyes from her desk while I’m at the front of the class.

“I wish I was your wife mister Johnson” she moans and I stop fucking her and grab her face because. Yes. I wish that too. Right now. I wish I was taking her home, tucking my kids in, and then bashing the headboard into the wall all night with her on my cock.

I kiss her hard. “You don’t know how much I wish you were mine” I groan. She has me undone. Coming apart at my perverted seams. She’s an angel. She’s an erotic , fantasy fulfilling angel.

“I AM yours” she says wrapping one arm around my neck as our mouths go for one another’s over and over , breathing hard in one another’s mouth. “I’m yours” she says again. “I have been” she moans. “For so long” she whimpers.

I moan her name. She moans mine.

“Cum inside me” she says. “Give it to me” she says into my ear biting the lobe with her teeth. I groan and lift her , and stand with her ass In my hands. I lift her pussy up and down on my cock and realize how out of shape I am but fight through it because I want to control her. I want to make her mine. I want her to be my little toy. Fuck toy. I call her in my head. Naughty little fuck toy.

I set her down , I spin her around and bend her over , I push her down , her hands and face to the desk and then guide my cock into her.

Yes. Yes. She’s saying as I fuck her against the desk. Bent over. Like. Like a good girl I say to myself with a grin.

Her hands are clawing at the desk , I grab them and force them behind her back and can see from the side her tits pressed hard against the desk. I hold her hands behind her back. Pinning them with one hand as I dominate her. Mine. I tell myself. You are mine.

I say it to her. “You’re mine” I growl. My voice deep.

“Yes. Yes I’m yours” she moans and grab her hips now and start to fuck her hard again.

“I’m gonna fuck you whenever I want” I tell her.

“Yes” she agrees.

“I’ll cum inside your pussy, your mouth, and your fucking ass whenever I want to” I say.

She moans. “Mister Johnson. Please” she cries. “Yes” she cries.

“You’re gonna be a good girl and give it to me when I say” I tell her.

She nods wildly and chants yes. Yes. Yes.

I lift one of her legs , placing her knee in the desk, her other foot tip toeing now on the floor. I fuck her right off her foot , she falls forward and her other leg that was down is hanging now off the desk , I grab it. I grab her other legs. Holding them like a fucking wheelbarrow as I dive into her cunt. Thrusting into her. She’s crying again as she begs.

I drop her legs and let her stand again, I pull her back making her hold herself up. Her hands on the edge of desk. I can see her tits shaking beneath her as I continue to fuck her. Seconds away from cumming. I wait. I hold it as she tells me she’s cumming now. I fuck her till I feel it. Feel the pulsing of her cunt on my dick. Having to hold her up by her hips as her legs almost give way as they tremble. The shiver of her while body as she cums makes me lose it.

I decide it’s best and pull out and grab my cock and jerk myself off as my cum immediately shoots on her ass and her lower back. All over her pretty little yellow dress. I groan and she’s moaning as she body still trembles and I hear her say “nooo” in a whimper as I unload outside of her. I curse as my cum finishes erupting from the cock she’s treated so fucking well tonight.

“Mister Johnsonnnn” she whines. “You were supposed to cum inside me she says over her shoulder , tiredly lifting herself up shakily.

“Mmmm. But it looks so good all over you and your dress” letting her think this is what I really wanted. I don’t want to tell her that I’m not ready for the mess to “accidentally” getting a student pregnant.

She looks back at me and wiggles her ass a little.

I smack the cheek not covered in my cum and she moans with a giggle as her one fit lifts from the ground. I rub the cheek and grab it. Then I grab her dress. Not cleaning her off and lower it. Letting the fabric cling to the wet spots of cum decorating her ass. I pull her back by her arms to me and let my cock push against her ass even though it’s going softer now. With her back to me I grab her tits and kiss on her neck.

She tilts her head and closes her eyes, her one arm lifting up behind her and grabbing the back of my head as my mouth licks and sucks her skin. She smells like vanilla and I bite at her neck. Sucking harder. I tweak her nipples between my fingers and she’s moving her ass against my cock as if she wants more.

“Thank you” I say into her ear. “For being such a bad girl”

She turns her head towards me and I grab her mouth with mine and put my tongue inside her mouth and she turns in arms and my hands find her tits again as we continue to make out. Her mouth making soft mmmms against mine as I touch her, letting my hands leave her breast and glide gently down and pull up her bra.

I kiss he softly on the lips and pull away and grin as I dress her, letting her slip her arms back into the straps of her dress and then bending down and retrieving the white cardigan she had stripped off herself from the floor and putting it on her. I watch her smile the entire time.

“You don’t really want to get me pregnant. Do you?” She asked as pulled the cardigan over her tits.

I laugh slightly. “Oh. I do” I say.

She gives me an I don’t believe you look.

“You don’t want me to get you pregnant Veronica” I say.

“Maybe I do” she said.

I smile and button up her cardigan button by button.

“That’s a mess neither of us is ready for. But yes. The idea of making you carry my baby.” I nod. “Is hot”.

She smiles. “It is”

“I’ll fantasize about with you.” I said. “But I’m not ready to explain getting a student pregnant to my wife. And. I kinda wanna keep my job for now” I laugh.

She giggles. “Yeah. But.” She pauses. I watch her looking up at me and I push my fingers through her hair and grasp it in my hands as she bites her lip.

“I’m yours.” She says. I smile.

“Yes. “ I say. “You are mine”

“I want to be the only one who is yours” she says.

“I can’t do that.” I tell her.

“I know. But. I wish I was the only girl for you. I wanna be the only one to get you hard. To make you cum” she says looking up at me.

“Would knowing that I barely fuck my wife anymore help at all?” I ask.

“What ? Why?” She seems stunned.

I shrug. “It happens when your married and have kids”

She shakes her head. “I’d never let that happen. How can she…not want to be fucked like that everyday for the rest of her life?” She says and seems astonished.

I laugh again.

“I mean it. You’re so hot mister Johnson and you fuck like. Like. “ she pauses. “So good”

I laugh more.

“Stop it. I’m serious.” She says as she watches me pull up my pants and zip them and redo my belt.

She takes my belt in her hands and does it for me. I watch her. And I’m suddenly aroused again by this.

“I’d take care of you mister Johnson.” She says noticing the bulge in my pants as I start to get hard again.

Her hands pause. And she looks up.

“If you’ll let me…” she says. And she’s undoing my belt now and getting back onto her knees.

“You don’t have to…” I say. “It’ll go away”

“Yes “ she says unzipping me and taking my cock out once again. “I have to.”