Pervert for Life

I pushed forward.

The head of my cock stretched her open slowly, the thick heat of her entrance yielding under the steady pressure. Elena’s breath hitched the moment the tip slipped inside. Her walls clamped down hard around me, hot and slick, still twitching from the orgasm I had just pulled out of her with my tongue. The sensation made my hips stutter for a second before I forced them to keep moving.

I sank deeper, inch by inch, watching her face the entire time.

Elena’s eyes fluttered. Her mouth fell open on a quiet, broken sound as more of my length disappeared into her. The wet heat of her pussy swallowed me in slow, greedy pulls. Every time I pressed forward, another thick trickle of her juices spilled out around the base of my cock and ran down onto the sheets.

When my hips finally met hers, I stayed there, buried to the hilt, feeling her pulse around me.

Elena’s thighs trembled against my sides.

"Student..." her voice was barely above a whisper. "You’re... so deep."

I pulled back halfway and drove in again, slower this time, letting her feel every ridge and vein as I filled her. The soft, wet sound of her pussy taking me filled the quiet room. Elena’s hands stayed locked in the sheets. Her back arched slightly off the mattress, pushing her bra-covered breasts up toward me. The heavy, flushed mounds rose and fell with each shaky breath.

I set a steady rhythm.

Out. In. Deep. Controlled.

Every thrust dragged another low moan out of her throat. Her inner walls fluttered and squeezed, trying to keep me inside even as I withdrew. The mature heat of her body was different from anything I had felt before—thicker, more enveloping, like she was melting around my cock with every stroke.

I leaned down and braced my weight on one forearm beside her head. My other hand slid between us and found the soaked front of her bra. I pulled the thin cups down without undoing the clasp, freeing her massive, milky pale breasts. The cool air made her already tight nipples harden further. I closed my mouth over one and sucked, rolling the stiff peak against my tongue while I kept fucking her in that same deliberate pace.

Elena’s moan turned sharper.

Her fingers finally left the sheets and tangled in my hair again, holding my head against her chest. I switched to the other breast, biting down lightly on the soft underside before sucking the nipple into my mouth. The taste of her skin mixed with the lingering flavour of her pussy still coating my tongue. My hips never stopped moving. Each thrust pushed the head of my cock against the deepest part of her, making her walls flutter harder.

"Harder," she whispered after a while, the word almost ashamed. "You can... go harder."

I lifted my head and looked at her.

Elena’s cheeks were flushed deep pink. A thin strand of saliva still clung to the corner of her mouth from the earlier kiss. Her eyes were glassy, half-lidded, fixed on mine. The instructor who had been teasing and in control earlier was gone. What remained was a woman who had already come on her student’s tongue and was now asking him to fuck her properly.

I straightened up, gripped her thighs, and pushed them farther apart.

Then I gave her what she asked for.

My hips snapped forward harder, driving my cock deep enough that the wet slap of skin against skin filled the room. Elena’s cry was loud and unrestrained this time. Her breasts bounced with every thrust. The soft, heavy flesh jiggled under the force of my movements, the flushed tips still wet from my mouth. I watched them while I fucked her, watched the way her stomach tensed every time I bottomed out, watched the way her pussy lips stretched around the thick base of my cock.

More of her juices spilled out with every stroke. The wet sounds grew filthier, louder. Thick strands of her cream clung to my length each time I pulled back before being forced back inside her on the next thrust. The scent of sex—her musk, her vanilla skin, the raw smell of her arousal—hung heavy between us.

Elena’s hands moved to my forearms, nails digging in. Her head tipped back against the pillow. Soft, broken moans spilled from her lips with every impact.

"Student... ah... you’re going to make me... again..."

I felt it building in her. The way her walls started clamping down in short, rhythmic pulses. The way her thighs shook harder against my hips. I reached down and pressed my thumb against her clit, rubbing tight circles while I kept slamming into her.

Elena’s entire body locked up.

A sharp, high cry tore out of her as the second orgasm hit. Her pussy seized around my cock in strong, milking contractions, flooding me with another rush of hot fluid. The sudden tightness almost pulled my own release out of me, but I gritted my teeth and fucked her through it, forcing my way in and out of the spasming heat even as she came hard around me.

Her moans turned into broken sobs of pleasure. Her nails left red marks on my arms. The sheets under her hips were soaked. I kept going until the strongest waves began to fade, only then slowing my thrusts to deep, grinding rolls that dragged the last of her climax out of her.

Elena’s chest heaved.

Sweat glistened between her breasts and along the soft curve of her stomach. Her eyes were unfocused, lips parted, a thin trail of saliva running from the corner of her mouth down toward her chin. She looked completely wrecked.

I stayed buried inside her, feeling the aftershocks still fluttering around my cock.

When her breathing finally started to steady, I pulled out slowly. A thick strand of her juices connected the head of my cock to her stretched, glistening entrance for a moment before it broke and fell onto the sheets. Elena whimpered at the sudden emptiness.

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