“That's it,” he told her, “give that pussy to me, girl.”
Christa reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing the tiny puckered asshole hiding under her drenched panties. Mr. Hammond pulled them aside for an unobstructed view of her sweet pucker as his cock glided into her pussy with ease. Pulling his glazed shaft from her sweet embrace, he rubbed his wet, plump tip along her slit and pressed it into the rim of her sweet pucker.
Christa's young body flinched and she squirmed under him. He leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“Take it,” he ordered her. “I’m no college boy, remember?”
“I know,” she moaned. “But you’re so big..”
“Relax,” he assured her. “You won’t be once I’m through with you.”
“Yes, sir,” she said.
Christa braced herself as Mr. Hammond gently stretched her tight asshole with his round tip. He slowly pushed his cock into her until the lip of his head popped inside her rim. He paused for a second, giving her a moment to relax her muscles and let him in. She gripped the edge of the oak desk, her knuckles white. Mr. Hammond repositioned himself, lifting his hips and mounting her again. With one solid thrust, he shoved his fat cock deep into her tight ass.
“Ooooh,” she groaned. It hurt so good. So, so good. The sensation of his cock filling her ass made her cum instantly.
Christa reached between her thighs and rubbed her clit hard and fast, extending her orgasm. Her legs quivering, her pussy throbbing, Christa pinched her swollen clit, rolling it between her fingers to stimulate her flowing river of pleasure. She was dripping with pleasure as her pussy begged to be filled again. But her teacher just kept pumping her ass slow and hard, stroking his cock with her tight rim.
“Fuck me, Mr. Hammond,” she pleaded. “Oh, yes! Fuck me!”
“That’s a girl!” he groaned, gliding inside her most secret of places.
He pulled his soaking rod out and shoved it hard back inside her ass.
“Oh fuck!” Christa screamed, bucking back until he filled her ass completely with his big, fat dick. She reached back and grabbed his hand, guiding him to spank her. “Spank me, Mr. Hammond. I’ve been so bad!”
Mr. Hammond pulled out and teased her pucker with his plump tip. Pressing firmly against her tight asshole once more, he pulled his hand back and delivered a harsh spanking. As his hand connected with her skin, he dipped back inside her ass, pulled it out quickly and shoved himself back inside. She moaned in ecstasy, squeezing her pink walls around his cock as she trembled in orgasmic ecstasy.
Her teacher pumped her like a piston, fast and hard until he swelled so big inside her that she thought he might explode. He moaned and groaned, teaching her tight ass his hard lesson until she was screaming with pleasure. She took all of him, gripping him in her sweet embrace until he pulled out, swung her around and shoved her face into his pelvis.
“Take this in your mouth,” he insisted, pumping his cock down her throat and fucking her face. “Suck that fat cock like a woman.”
Christa moaned as she sucked his massive cock, taking all of him in her mouth. She loved sucking cock, but she had never had one so big. She slid her plump lips along his shaft, massaging his head with her tongue. He swelled inside her grip and shot his hot cum down her throat.
“Good girl” he moaned, his voice trembling as he pumped the last of his load into her mouth. “Now that’s a woman.”
Christa sucked him dry, licking his tender head as she looked up to him for approval.
“Mr. Hammond?” she inquired. “Have I learned my lesson?”
“Yes, Christa,” he said, looking down at her as she slid his cock across her moist lips.
“Mr. Hammond?” she asked again.
“Yes?” he asked, reaching down to stroke her hair.
On her knees, Christa looked up at her mentor and asked if he thought she was a woman now.
“You’re a good student,” he started, bringing her to her feet, “You have learned a hard lesson today. You needed to know what a real man was, and you took my cock like a real woman. I’d say you are definitely a woman now.”
He stroked his giant cock, still dripping with her juices.
“Now,” he whispered softly, “put yourself together and return to class.”
While Mr. Hammond walked around his desk and sat in his leather chair, Christa pulled her sticky, soaked panties back into place, shoved her tits back in her bra and buttoned her blouse.
“Thank you,” she said quietly, pressing her skirt down over her moist thighs.
“For what,” he asked.
“For teaching me that,” Christa told him. “I needed it.”
“You’re welcome.”
Mr. Hammond shot her a smile. It was the same smile he had shown her after last week's lesson. She hoped it meant they would see each other again.
“Oh, and Christa,” he said, nodding toward the door, “don’t worry about missing today’s test. I’ll give you an A for anal.”
“You got it, Mr. Hammond,” she replied, wiping his cum from her smile. “See you next week. Test Friday, right?”
“You are a quick learner, Christa.” He smiled, never looking up. “Be sure to study though. It’s an oral exam.”
