Pervert for Life

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.

I sat back on my heels between her spread legs and looked down at her.

Her blue panties were still crumpled somewhere on the floor. Her bra was still half-pulled down, leaving her massive breasts fully exposed. Her pussy was puffy and wet, the dark pink hole slightly open and leaking a steady trickle of her release onto the mattress. The dark ring of her asshole was still shiny with the juices that had run down earlier.

Elena stared up at me, waiting.

I reached down and ran two fingers through the mess between her legs, gathering her fluids, then brought them to her mouth. She opened without being told. Her tongue cleaned my fingers thoroughly, sucking the taste of herself off my skin while her eyes stayed locked on mine.

When I pulled my fingers free, a thin strand of saliva followed.

I leaned over her again, the head of my cock resting against her entrance once more.

"Turn over," I said quietly.

Elena’s breath caught. For a second the old hesitation flickered across her face—instructor, student, the weight of what she was allowing. Then it melted under the heavier need already written all over her body. She rolled onto her stomach without a word, rising onto her knees and elbows, presenting herself.

The long overcoat still hung off her shoulders, framing the elegant line of her back and the full, soft curve of her ass. I pushed the fabric higher so nothing obstructed the view. Her pussy lips were swollen and parted, still dripping. The tight, dark pink ring of her asshole twitched slightly under my gaze.

I placed one hand on the small of her back and guided the head of my cock back to her entrance.

This time I did not ease in slowly.

I thrust forward in one smooth, deep stroke, burying myself to the hilt inside her from behind. Elena’s moan was muffled against the pillow. Her back arched. The new angle let me sink even deeper than before, the head of my cock pressing hard against the front wall of her pussy with every movement.

I gripped her hips and started fucking her properly.

The wet slap of my hips against her ass filled the room. Elena’s massive breasts swayed heavily beneath her with every thrust. Soft, helpless sounds spilled from her mouth into the pillow each time I bottomed out. I could feel her walls already starting to flutter again, still sensitive from the last climax.

I reached around and found her clit once more, rubbing it in time with my thrusts. Elena’s arms nearly gave out. She dropped lower onto her elbows, pushing her ass higher into the air, taking every stroke I gave her.

The power of it settled deep in my chest.

My instructor, the mature woman who had once stood at the front of the classroom, was now on her knees in front of me with her overcoat hanging open and her pussy stretched around my cock, moaning into a pillow while I fucked her from behind.

I leaned over her back, chest pressed to the soft curve of her spine, and spoke against her ear.

"You’re taking your student’s cock so well, Instructor."

Elena’s pussy clenched hard at the words.

A fresh rush of wetness spilled around my length. Her voice was shaky, almost broken, when she answered.

"Don’t... stop..."

I had no intention of stopping.

I straightened up, tightened my grip on her hips, and drove into her harder, the wet, filthy sounds of our bodies meeting growing louder with every thrust. Elena’s moans rose with them. Her body rocked forward under the force of my hips. The mattress creaked steadily beneath us.

I could feel my own release building at the base of my spine, heavy and inevitable.

But I was not finished with her yet.

I pulled out suddenly, leaving her empty and dripping. Elena made a soft, protesting sound and tried to push back toward me. I ignored it, gripped her ass cheeks, and spread them open. The tight, dark pink ring of her asshole glistened with the juices that had run down from her pussy. It twitched under my stare.

I pressed the slick head of my cock against that tighter entrance and held it there, feeling the heat of her, waiting for the moment she realised what I intended.

Elena’s entire body went still.

Her breath caught in her throat.

The room fell quiet except for the sound of her uneven breathing and the soft drip of her juices onto the sheets between her knees.

I stayed right there, the head of my cock resting against the tight ring of her ass, and waited for her next word as the instructor stared at me.

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