Sinful Professor

A cold sweat runs down her back as her body tenses with intense pleasure, feeling the boy's penis penetrate her pussy deep inside her body. Pamela looks down to watch the thickness of his member slide in and out of her vagina.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" she gasps loudly, tilting her head back.

Then she feels thick hands grab her bare breasts, which rise and fall in time with the thrusts into her pussy. Feeling the contact of those hands on her breasts, she bites her lips.

"Yes... squeeze them hard," she begs in a hoarse voice.

A thin layer of sweat covers her entire body, making her even more lubricated. Pamela slides one of her hands down the center of her body until it reaches the entrance to her vagina. She spreads her legs a little wider, allowing the boy's cock to enter even deeper.

"Damn, your fucking cock hurts."

However, she doesn't get up, instead continuing to wiggle her hips against his erect, throbbing member. She guides one of her fingers to the small opening of her vagina and begins to rub the small protuberance hidden between the folds of her labia.

As she touches her intimate flesh, she gasps even more, parting her lips without stopping masturbating.

"Fuck yes... fuck me harder, Ray."

"Be quiet, Pamela..."

"Damn it, I told you to fuck me harder," she demands of the young man beneath her.

Pamela digs her nails into his chest as she leans toward him to kiss his lips aggressively, sliding her tongue in until it wraps around his. She continues to move her hips against the boy's pelvis as he clings to the curve of her ass.

Her fingers cling to the flesh of his buttocks, moving him at will. The young man feels how wet she is inside, his cock sliding in and out of her vagina without any resistance.

The smell of sweat caused his level of arousal to increase. Pamela was a very passionate woman who loved sex, and he always had to please her whenever she asked to fuck. It was like asking for trouble if he didn't.

Ray watches her face of pleasure and gets even more excited, biting her lips lightly as he penetrates her wet vagina. Until he reaches a point where he turns her body around, Pamela's back against the pillow, and that's when he enters her pussy again.

"Ahhhhh! Damn, that hurt, you son of a bitch," she complains as she hits his arm.

"Do you like it when I fuck you hard?"

"Yes..." she gasps as she arches her body.

Ray grabs one of her legs below the knee and brings it up to the height of one of her breasts. In that position, the young man brutally penetrates Pamela's pussy. He looks down to see how the lower lips of her vagina swallow his penis.

Pamela's pubic hair was a little overgrown, but he could clearly see his cock going in and out, splattered with her internal fluids. Holding her leg with one hand, he uses the other to part the lips of her pussy.

He pulls the hair and part of the flesh of her lips aside until he can see her inner lips, pink and swollen.

"Fuck, you have such a nice pussy.

"Fuck me, fuck me..." she begged, arching her body toward him.

He thrusts into her until he feels the walls of her vagina squeeze his penis inside her to the point that it feels like she's sucking it.

"Ohhhh!" the young man gasps, feeling he can't take it anymore. "Damn it, Pamela, I'm going to cum."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Ray stops holding back and lets all the excitement he's been holding inside come out, parting his lips as he feels his mouth water.

"Fuck..." he growls.

He presses against Pamela's leg as he leans a little closer to her body, managing to push his entire penis inside her.

"Ahhhhh!" the brunette screams, then feels her boyfriend's hand cover her mouth.

Pamela feels Ray's strong penetration and moans, but she lets him fuck her like that because she's turned on by him being rough with her. The young woman lets herself go and climaxes in a matter of seconds.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly after experiencing incredible pleasure with her boyfriend, and after a few seconds, she feels Ray pull his cock out, releasing her from the pressure she feels inside.

"Damn, you have a really big cock. I felt like you broke me inside," Pamela sits up and that's when she notices that the sheet is stained with a few drops of blood. "Shit, you hurt my pussy."

"You asked me to fuck you like that, don't complain," he replies as he stands up. "You demand that I fuck you hard, and that's what I do.

"But not so hard that you tear my vagina, Ray."

The young man begins to get dressed, ignoring his girlfriend's complaints. It was always the same with her.

"Where the hell are you going?"

"I have to go to class. I've already skipped two today, I can't keep missing them."

"I've skipped class today too, it doesn't mean anything."

"Pamela, we've been fucking nonstop for three days. You haven't let me go to class. Do you want our parents to kill us?"

She lies back on the bed thinking about her stupid parents, who forced her to attend classes, which was a nightmare for her.

"I hate college."

"Just obey. When you finish, you can do whatever you want."

She smiles because her intentions are very clear. She won't kill herself studying her whole life to get a degree that she won't do anything productive with. She has other plans, much better than staying in school like a fool.

"You're right about that," she lied to her boyfriend, standing up to gather her clothes. "I have to go to school before Livia gets out of class."

"I don't think she'll say anything about all your escapades."

"I don't know, she's a very calm girl. Maybe she'll be really shocked if she finds out I skip class to go fuck my boyfriend.

"Pamela, you'll have to get used to fucking in my car. This hotel is too far away, and I can't keep spending so much money every time you get horny."

"If we get caught fucking in your car, we'll be in big trouble."

Ray finishes getting dressed, then grabs his car keys and heads for the exit.

"I know exactly where we can have sex without being discovered."

She looks at her boyfriend with a frown.

"What the hell are you talking about? Have you been to those places without me?

"Don't be silly, of course not, but the guys told me about them.

"And for your sake, I hope that's true," the young woman walks past him, letting him know she's annoyed.

"Women!"

[...]

Distracted by the schedule, which was completely new to her, Livia frowns when she realizes that she has some classes scheduled for the evening. She pouts because she doesn't like having to attend classes at night.

She sighed deeply as she accepted her situation, even though she didn't like it at all. As she continued to look at the schedule, the young blonde bumped headfirst into someone's chest, causing her to drop all her belongings.

Livia looks at her personal items on the floor and proceeds to bend down.

"I'm so sorry..." she hears, but doesn't look up.

"Don't worry about it," she replies irritably, then notices strong hands beginning to pick up her things, causing her to look up and meet a pair of bright gray eyes.

"I didn't notice. I'm so sorry."

She blinks as she looks into those piercing eyes, forgetting that she was picking up her things.

"I think that's everything," she blinks several times as she looks at the stranger's hands, which are holding all her things. With some hesitation, she takes everything and then stands up.

"I was distracted."

"Well, I don't think anything is missing."

They look at each other for a moment, and in that instant, she feels a slight tingling inside. In fact, that tingling sensation is located in her lower abdomen, and she thinks that's not possible.

"I have to go..."

She runs off, passing by the man to get as far away from him as possible. On the way, she thinks about that tiny sensation her body experienced. Inside, she keeps denying it over and over again.

Until suddenly she bumps into someone else.

"Livia, what the hell is wrong with you?" she looks at her cousin.

"Pamela..."

"Why the hell are you running? Who are you running from?"

"No one.

"Then why are you red?"

"Me?" She touches her cheeks. "No, no, I'm not..."

Pamela frowns, but completely ignores her cousin. She was a bit of a strange girl, perhaps because her parents were trying to talk her out of joining a convent.

That's why she lived at home. Her parents sent her to live with her aunt and uncle so she could study at a good university and get the idea of becoming a nun out of her head. Pamela thought, who wanted to be a nun in this day and age?

"Okay, are you done?"

"Yes, I don't have any more classes.

"In that case, we should go now. It's getting late."

"Yes."

Livia walks behind her cousin, but something tells her to look back. When she does, she sees the man she bumped into in the distance. From afar, she can tell that he is very tall and strong.

She blinks as she sees him talking to a professor. He looks very serious, and she notices that he is not dressed like a student. But who was she to think otherwise? At that university, there were students of many ages.

Then she noticed that he turned his gaze, and that's when their eyes met once again. Livia looked back ahead, feeling her heart begin to beat frantically.

She swallowed hard and quickened her pace, not wanting to feel that man watching her. It was strange, but it made her feel uneasy.

"Hurry up."

"I'm coming... Pamela, I haven't seen you in class today. Why?" The brunette tensed up.

"I felt a little sick, I spent most of the time in the bathroom."

Livia remained silent at her cousin's response. She found it very strange, as Pamela was always absent from her classes. In fact, she was hardly ever seen attending her classes.

She began to think that she wasn't attending college, but it was none of her business.

"Why did you want to be a nun?" Pamela asks Livia after starting her car. "I don't understand how you could want to be a nun, it's so boring."

"It's something I still want to do."

"But my aunt and uncle don't want you to be one. You should listen to them."

"They can't force me to study at a university forever."

Pamela purses her lips.

"Livia, are you a virgin?" The young blonde looks at her teacher, embarrassed. "Don't look at me like that. It's a normal question between women, don't you think?"

"I never talk about that with my classmates."

"That's because they're boring nuns and I'm not.

"They were novices."

"It doesn't matter, don't be embarrassed, answer me. I'm your cousin, I won't tell anyone."

Livia thought it was a very private matter, but Pamela was her cousin and, until now, her only friend.

"Yes, I am!"