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“But-”
“I’m fine.” Tristan cut her off and walked in front of his bodacious teacher. Then his eyes fell towards his chest and he said, “Teacher, your breasts are very large and I can tell that they would be very soft to caress and bite. I wonder if your kindness is as big as your chest.”
Patricia blinked at the unexpected statement and looked at Ms. Beth, who was turning redder and redder.
“Your jokes are too cute,” Patricia said and hurriedly walked to Tristan’s side. Without any notice of his flaring eyes, she touched his chin and observed his face for more wounds. Beth was stunned at the scene.
Tristan was a bit stunned and perplexed at the slender soft fingers that traced on his skin, while her soft breathing was in close proximity to his face. Her soft red lips were a few inches away and the thought of forcefully kissing her and leaving a bruise on them intrigued him.
In an instant, Tristan grabbed her wrist and smiled. “Teacher is very bold. Please don’t seduce me or I can’t help but get hopeful.”
Beth coughed at his remark. Patricia only smiled and she whispered sweetly, tilting her head innocently as she leaned her sexy body closer to him so that he could see her cleavage and fiery red bra in full view. “Am I really seducing you?”
Tristan stiffened and held her wrist tighter and his deep gaze shot a forceful look. “No, I was joking. Teacher, can you accompany me to the infirmary?”
Chapter Three
A young man and a woman went inside the infirmary but found it empty. A strange passion arose and the mood became a little more ecstatic.
“Let me treat you first… At least apply some bandaids on your wounds and some antiseptic,” Patricia said and instructed Tristan to sit on the infirmary bed. She sat on a chair beside him and started to apply some medication to his face. There was a slight graze on his devilishly handsome looks.
“You’re a very daring teacher.” Tristan smirked, causing Patricia to raise a brow and smile.
“You’re no better than me.”
Tristan didn’t respond as his eyes stared at his teacher’s body, admiring and getting hard at the voluptuous tempting body that was right in front of him. He wanted a taste of her, nonstop. Patricia felt the burning mood as she could feel the deep gaze that was marked at her whole body, travelling to her breast, thighs, face and then to her hands. She was getting allured herself and the feeling of being desired and wanted made her unconsciously excited on the part between her thighs.
“That’s better. I should go now. Take a rest for now,” Patricia whispered as she put away the first aid kit and stood up. All of a sudden, Tristan pulled her by the arm and she fell to the bed on top of a strong body. Her breasts pressed against his toned chest, which was only an inch away.
Feeling wronged, Patricia glared at Tristan. “Don’t…” she whispered in a very soft voice, sounding like a sexy dream. Then she suddenly felt a hard solid material poking her pussy.
“Oh my God!” She was frozen and before she could start to get off of him, a strong hand grabbed her by the nape and pulled her face down to crash against a soft mouth, eating up her very soft lips, licking and sucking.
“Hmghhm!...” She moaned, feeling drunk at the intense kiss that corrupted her mind. She struggled to pull away, but the grip on her body tightened and she could only feel the boner starting to get bigger and bigger, even harder than before as the kiss intensified. He kissed her so deeply, almost bruising her lips but she didn’t allow his wet hot tongue that licked her lips and grazed over her teeth to dominate her with a deep, frenzied kiss.
“So fucking cute and sexy,” Tristan murmured, letting Patricia take a breath for a moment before he pinched her ass. She let out a shriek and he took the opportunity to slide his invasive wet tongue inside and venture a taste of her mouth, licking the inside and making her moan when he kissed her more strongly. His wet tongue slid, twirled and pushed inside her mouth, licking her upper jaw and gums in every area, eating her up as he wildly twirled and coaxed both of their tongues against one another. Their soft lips continued to be pressed to each other, making it harder and harder for Patricia to breathe as she felt herself becoming intoxicated with the taste of his lips and fluids.
“Hmghh….!” Patricia was tempted by the kiss, her mind going in a fast blur as they exchanged heat through their bodies. She tried to wriggle and break free from his grip but he tightened more, making her want to gasp for air as she felt her underwear starting to get wet as she leaked love juices. Tristan’s hands found her thighs very fast and she lifted her miniskirt to the side as he continued to kiss her viciously, bruising her lips with such a drunken kiss that she lost the strength to fight back. She could barely even move as he cupped her ass and gripped the exposed flesh, slowly traveling towards her inner thighs. When his hands and fingertips brushed against her panties, Patricia tried to snap from it and bite his lips, a tinge of blood mixing with the kiss, the weird intoxicating liquid sundry with their dripping saliva.
She managed to stop the kiss and looked at him, angered. “…Stop this farce this instant…” Patricia’s sweet voice was stern but the seductive daze expression on her face betrayed her.
“Shut up and let me make you feel good.”
“How could you say that to your teacher?”
Tristan smirked and when he reached her love-hole, he pushed aside her panties very fast. Patricia cringed, eyeing him to stop with a flustered look. “Enough…”
“So you say, but you’re already wet and I’m so hard with your sensitive response, teacher,” Tristan said teasingly, rubbing her pussy and cupping it with his fingers which were wet from her leaking juices.
“Tristan…stop this now—Ahhn!”
The eighteen-year-old student aggressively pushed two fingers into her pussy. Patricia moaned and felt the lust break free as she yelped when his fingers started to move in a furious rhythm. His hardness poked her belly as she unconsciously arched her back and lifted her ass a little higher to give more for Tristan to work for. Tristan snickered at her cute response, finding an insane pleasure to tease the pretty little bitch.
“You piece of a beautiful slut… Don’t you feel good?”
“Hmmmh…” Patricia could only moan as he started pumping his fingers in and out of her in a faster motion, making her moan as he pumped faster and faster, his fingers digging in and out of her moist cunt.
“Oh fuck!” She cussed, grinding her pussy in his hands addictively.
“Beautiful bitch...” Tristan kissed her as she yelped and he bit her lips as his fingers moved, dire and invasive, hungry to drive deeper as her nails dug into his shoulder blades. Her body was enveloped with a very hot and heated session.
Shoving his quick fingers in and out, he added two more fingers into her. Patricia moaned. She was going insane with his aggressive temptation and forceful addiction and she quivered as she cupped her pussy from the inside. She grunted and ground his hands hurriedly like a slut in heat, wanting more of his thick fingers to ravish her wet dripping pussy. Oh God! She was so fucking horny and the morals were long forgotten! She was now humping his fingers, hungry for more, addicted to it as she felt the boner getting harder and harder on her belly.
“Such a fucking slut you are, teacher…” Tristan smirked, watching her beautiful enthralled reddish expression as she humped his fingers and rubbed her body closer.
Patricia muttered, “You’re worse than me…taking advantage of—Anh!”
He twisted and turned his fingers inside her hot cunt, massaging and caressing her g-spot and pressing down on her clit teasingly with his thumb, making her lose her mind in the process. It generated a need for more of the thrilling excitement. He pumped quicker and quicker, the love juices splashing on hot flesh, dripping and tainting the mattress and with a shudder, she let out a sharp moan and orgasmed in his hands.
Patricia was panting, huffing and her legs were all shaky as she looked into Tristan’s eyes. “You’re such a bully…”
> “You’re no better, teacher. You always make me want to fuck you,” Tristan replied and brought the wet fingers to his mouth as he scented her delightful sex smell and slowly gulped up her cunt juice, looking at her with an overwhelming desire. Patricia’s face grew hotter. She was so horny and enticed and the hard cock that kept poking her also explained Tristan’s need clearly.
Lust. They were both so lustful and fuck, they both knew that they needed to blow each other’s minds. With haste Tristan took off her blouse, popping some of the buttons as they exchanged rapid breathing. He tore her bra and Patricia, watching his hungry beastly expression. only felt more tuned-on, wanting to fuck her handsome student. Her hands traveled to Tristan’s pants and she felt the wet stain of her cunt juice, blushing a little as she realized that she’d dirtied his pants.
“You can be dirtier. I would want that,” Tristan whispered in her ears and then his face went down between her huge breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth and the other in his hand, feeling the softest flesh being squeezed in his grasp as he nipped and bit hard on her pink erect nipples, making Patricia moan.
“Oh fuck…feels so good…” She ground her pussy on his lap, directly on the area that was growing rampart in his pants, rubbing the bulge as Tristan rolled her nipples with his tongue, making her crazier. He pinched her nipple between his index and thumb, drawing out a short cry from her as he pinched lightly then strongly, rotating her nipples in every direction as he nibbled and sucked on the softness, biting hard, almost drawing blood, so that Patricia yelped. He relentlessly cupped her breast, squeezing them in his palms. Harder. And harder. It went on for some time and her breathing was now turning erratic.
Feeling her wetness, she grew impatient and needy. Patricia leaned in for a kiss and gazed hungrily at her man. “I want your cock. Give it to me…” she seductively murmured, opening his fly with a hurried motion. Tristan smirked between the kisses.
Chapter Four
Seeing his huge seven-inch cock gave Patricia quite a stir. It was so big and so thick that she felt her pussy clench and drip some more. A little worry accompanied her mood but the hungry need for something to quench her insane lust made her want to take it wholly.
“Should we stop?” Tristan devilishly smiled as he hauled Patricia closer to his body, liking the feel of her soft body as he brought her to his lap. His hands roamed on her thighs, slowly moving up to her waist as he looked at her with lustful eyes. “I really want to make you cry so badly and hear that lusty screaming moan.”
Patricia was now straddling him and she felt shudders as his cock poked the entrance of her cunt and ground against her clit, rubbing her sensitive area and making her breath quicken. “Tristan…”
He smirked. He pulled her head down to kiss her, drowning her with deep wet kisses. She was panting and breathless when the kiss paused. “Tristan...fuck me already…”
“Should I?”
Patricia seductively wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at him with a tempting smile. “Can you even make me scream and moan…?” She whispered in a tease, nibbling on his bottom lip and licks over it that Tristan’s control heightens to a dangerous level. Tristan pulled away from the kiss and smiled devilishly. He grabbed her waist strongly, pulling her down onto his hard cock. Her wet moist pussy took in the vigorous twitching hardness, thrusting in one full long stroke that made her moan loudly. In an aggressive single thrust, Patricia felt her body exhilarating deeply with pleasure. She was crying out as Tristan’s manhood slid into her very wet love hole.
“Yes…I think I can make you scream and moan, you naughty bitch,” Tristan whispered in a hum, sadistically smiling before he pushed in more of his shaft, completely sinking his manhood.
Patricia gasped and braced her hands on his toned chest. “Ahhn!” she moaned, feeling the huge length of his manhood rubbing her warm cunt, penetrating the deepest part of her aching pussy. The pleasure that enveloped her and sent shivers to every inch of her body was unbelievable. No man had ever made her feel so full. The sensation gave her limitless pleasure that she felt throughout her whole pussy.
“Very tight…I fucking love your pussy,” Tristan whispered seductively and began to slam his dick. She moaned.
Before she could even get used to having him inside her, he pulled her up by her hips and then slammed her back down vigorously, rubbing the walls of her wet tight pussy on to his whole shaft, stirring up love fluids that warmed each other’s genitalia. The bliss was too consuming!
Patricia bit her lip to stop herself from screaming at the pleasurable sensation. Briskly, she started bouncing in rhythm with him, slamming down onto his cock with more force in each thrust. Again and again, feeling up to an endless euphoria that Tristan’s cock had jabbed on to her body. Her mind was turning mushy as they both gasped and moaned, each of them fucking each other’s brains out. Every thrust was forceful, commanding and yet so fierce and gentle that they made Patricia moan as her boobs jounced and her body vigorously followed the rhythm of his rigid strokes.
She was so tight, so very tight that Tristan could feel her pussy clenching around his cock. He groaned and his thrust sharpened, kissing her womb and pussy repeatedly. Every thrust he made knocked the wind out of her and Patricia couldn’t believe how addicted she was becoming to the sensual illicit game that they played. Her thighs were starting to give out and she felt as if her body was burning up, turning hotter, as if steam was stuck to her skin. Everything felt so damn good, she never wanted it to stop. So when Tristan pulled out completely, she wanted to yell at him.
“I want more…” she whispered and Tristan snickered. He wasn’t even finished yet.
“Turn over,” he commanded, rousing Patricia to comply to his needs. She wanted his big cock deeply in her, fast, wild and thrashing; she couldn’t help but smile when she saw what was coming. She turned over so that she was on her knees, ass up. Tristan groaned at the attractive sight, pausing to grab at her plump soft ass. Patricia let out a breath, her body waiting impatiently for him to drive the insane thirst away.
“Tristan, fuck me more… I need more.” She wanted to feel him inside her again. Tristan watched her body squirm and brought one hand down on her ass. She yelped, surprised at the act. He was so bad that she was content to have him eat her up.
“Ssshh. No need to be so pushy, teacher.” He rubbed the spot he had slapped, feeling her soft piece of flesh, squeezing it and sizing it up in his palm, and then spanked her on the other cheek. With every moan come a slap and each slap sent a jolt of arousal through her, her love fluids dripping and causing her to buck her hips and accept the thrilling punishment that no one before had ever given her.
Tristan positioned himself, poised his cock and swiftly thrust all the way into her hot pussy. Thrusting his cock inside her, feeling her wet tightness and filling her up whole with nonstop speed, he pushed, shoved and jabbed his cock in her slutty cunt. Patricia cried out. She balled out the sheets in her fists, completely bent over, her face against the bed, erect pink nipples dragging across the sheets with each aggressive thrust.
Upstairs on the second floor of the building, inside the empty infirmary, the sounds of an enthralled female voice delicately panting mixed with a male’s rough and heavy gasps continues for a long, long while. Tristan stared down at the beautiful naked woman, her ass bouncing off his hips with each thrust. She was quietly moaning, her eyes closed as she writhed under him in pleasure and desire. Tempted and allured, he slapped her plump ass. Her eyes burst open and she bucked against him.
“Oh! Don’t stop..! Fuck me more..” she moaned.
Tristan held her body, keeping one hand on her slender waist as he took the other and smacked each of her ass cheeks in turn while thrusting his piercing cock inside her cunt and slapping her ass until red blush appeared. Patricia gripped the sheets tighter as she felt him pushing on and on, her pussy fervently accepting his cock. Tristan watched her, hearing her moan, getting enticed at her beautiful nakedness. Soon her ass
was glowing red and warm to the touch.
Patricia reached under herself and started circling her clit with her fingers, stroking her engorged clit over and over. The added stimulation nearly sent her over the edge and she started to breathe even harder, making her thighs shudder to the intensity that her body felt.
“I’m going to cum… I’m gonna—fuck…” she whimpered underneath him.
“That’s it, baby, cum on my cock,” Tristan said, pushing savagely into her and grinding his pelvis against her, slamming his cock sharply and furiously.
She tightened even more around his huge cock, sensing her climax as every part of her body received the pleasure. Wanting to scream loudly and crying out, she buried her face into the sheets, screaming into the bed as she rode her orgasm. Tristan didn’t let up for a second, thrusting harder and harder into her, but soon enough the tough grip on his cock was too much and with one final thrust, he completely filled her cunt with his thick hot cum. Grunting, he pulled out his drenched cock and Patricia’s hips fell to the bed, each of them catching their breathing. Tristan leaned back against the headboard and gazed at the beautiful, panting woman. His eyes landed on her ass and her pussy, which was dripping and dirtying the mattress with love juices, semen and cum. The sight made him want to do her endlessly.
“That was amazing, teacher,” Tristan smirked. His breathing was ragged.
“You..really are a bully,” Patricia muttered, her breathing exhausted.
Tristan smirked, caressing her thighs as he leaned in to give her a tender kiss. He smiled sadistically. “We’re both no good.”
Story Seven
Chapter One
“Alright, that should do it. Could you finish up here Dr. Wallace?” I asked, taking a step or two away from the open, unconscious body in front of me, handing the bloody tools off to a nurse so they could be sterilized.