Eating the Teacher

I'm a professor at a university, I'm 34 years old and I'm in full shape. I always knew I was wanted by my students, but I never liked to give them too much confidence. After all, a certain respect must be maintained, otherwise it is not possible to teach. I've always had a beautiful body, full breasts, hard butt and always liked to show them off in laid-back clothes. It was Friday. The building I was in was a little far away, and it took me late that night to program the evidence from that unit. Few teachers had to stay until. Those who were finishing their chores returned home. In the end, there were two teachers and me. It was late and we were feeling very hungry. The other teacher went out for pizzas. The teacher had to go to another unit to get some books and I was completely alone in the building, engaged in my activities. Suddenly all the lights went out. The building was totally in the dark. Outside, just street lighting. I was a little scared, I left the room and walked towards the exit seeking the clarity of the moon. As I walked down the hall, I was grabbed from behind. It was a big scare, but at the same time, I wasn't afraid. Something told me there was no need to be afraid. He couldn't see a foot further, but I felt he was a tall, strong man, who covered my mouth. Smells really good, your touch, soft. “I have long dreamed of eating you. Don't be afraid I just don't want to be recognized he told me in my ear whispering with a hot voice and full of desire. Akilo provoked me in a way I would never have imagined. He was a student. From the voice, I was supposed to be young yet but I had a big body that I was able to embolize. You're supposed to be one of the first-year students. Someone young enough to do crazy things. At that age phase of discoveries and impossible to control some instincts but animate. He loosened his tie a little bit and dragged me into a room. He asked me to take my clothes off because he didn't want to tear it. Despite everything, he wanted to protect me. He asked me to take my clothes off because he didn't want to tear it. Despite everything he wanted to protect me. How am I supposed to get out of there if I'd had a crinkle? It was a delicate gesture, but he was trying to disguise a certain brutality, which gave me a lot of strength. I argued but he put a strip of cloth in my mouth so I wouldn't talk too much. Teacher loves to talk too much is the habit told me he. I was naked. He'd slide his hands through my body, and I'd stand leaning against the wall. I thought he was taking his clothes off slowly. I wasn't so scared when you tried to make me believe. He squeezed my breasts gently, played like my nipples and went down my belly. I started getting goose bumps and a little spasms. The little tadpoles are leaving me high. I really knew how to do things. I thought by the tone of voice who might be behind that mask. I kept pretending I didn't want to, but it's getting harder and harder, because I was too wet. I was standing with my legs together. He held me by the hooks and pushed them away. He went down and broke the line for my sex, bit and pulled my pubes with his mouth. You licked my clitoris and sucked a lot. Kissed my pussy deliciously. I grabbed his head, began to stroke his hair and went sliding my hands through his face, but he stopped, saying that I was trying to recognize him. So he took my hands to his chest, strong and hairy, and there he asked me to caress him. He kept sucking me and I didn't want to, and I wanted to start instinctively moving my hips. The devil knew how to suck a pussy... At that age, I said he was already a master, a long time ago someone didn't suck me that good. He was speeding up his movements with his mouth. I realized I was very excited. I got a little faint, my legs staggered. So the boy took my lap, gave me a delicious kiss in my mouth, kissed my face, bit my ears, sucked my neck and sucked my breasts hard. I was delirious about all that... He went down. I was still on your lap. He laid me down... He took the stick and only in that instant could I feel its dimensions: it was huge, big, thick and it had a perfect shape. It looked shaped by hand and pulsed strongly. The boy was rubbing that muscle in my legs, thighs, belly, belly; he masturbated me, rubbing the cock in my pussy; he did not penetrate me and kept climbing up, rubbing that colossus through my body. So he came to my rose. He'd slap me with that cock in my face, rub it in my mouth. I tried to hold him with my lips, he wouldn't let me, realizing I wanted to suck. "The teacher who sucks my dick? Wow, I never thought I was worthy of so much honor.... Ah, hot," he said. I couldn't resist and started masturbating. And I asked a whore to let me suck your dick. So he shoved his huge dick in my mouth, choked me and grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth. After a few moments, he stopped and said: "Now and with you! Do it the way you know it. I'm not moving. I want to see if you can make me come in your mouth without me doing anything." I blew it. I licked his dick, his balls, I really sucked. I started jerking off to him. I put both my hands on my ass and there's still a piece of meat left. He was huge. I was in the blowjob for a long time without stopping, when he screamed his milk in my mouth, breasts, face, hair, leaving me all licked up. ... I've never seen so much sperm in my life. Oh, how much slaving. I love being penetrated with a certain violence. Oboy seemed to know me well or guessed my personality. I'm a tough woman and so I loved that feeling of domination. Knowing that someone had control over me was so controlling. After mocking he led me to the bathroom. He knew the campus's predicament very well. After we larvamos, he invested again in my breasts. This time, he looked hungry, gave him hickeys that popped. My beaks were but they got stiff and he stuck his fingers in my pussy. Eui was desperate to be penetrated, but he just put two fingers inside me. The movement of entering and leaving your fingers eventually led me to an orgasm. He laughed, laughed a lot with every joy of mine. And he enjoyed it all. The student fell again with his mouth in my cunt, sucked with will, stuck two fingers in my bud, and had the joy but strong then. That's when he got up. I'd stay thrown into the bathroom floor. I was numb, not completely fainted but without forces completely without strength. He manipulated me without making any effort. Leed me into the meeting room and threw me over the huge central table. He raised my leg to the height of his shoulders. He stood up and with a violent stub penetrated my pussy. I felt a little pain, but a pain that gave me such a great pleasure that in a few moves of that huge penis within me I enjoyed again... I felt like a real whore. I couldn't say anything. The eyes were turning from one side to another. I just groaned, shorty, but all that was hurting me pleasure so far I didn't know. That big cock would rip me apart. He penetrated me with rage. How do you like it, Professor? That's so you don't tease the students in college all the students jerk off weighing on you. They all look out your windows when you're alone here in nop building. Even though he was young, he was wonderful. He knew very well to hold on to the fun and ate me very much. ... It seemed like the back of the neck would come inside me but I managed to pronounce between groans and whispers "Come on! Flood my pussy with your fucking." So you stuck your dick in my pussy. I rolled my legs as far as I could. That's when he turned me into a room, stuck his fingers in my pussy and with my liquids lubricate my ass. I've never had anal penetration before. It scared me, still, but with the big cock he had, but the idea of being screwed was making me still but excited. I was unrecognizable. He shoved his dick up my ass. "What a delight," I thought. He was making a very fast shuttle move. He ate me like I always wanted to be eaten. You made fun of me in my ass. He made fun of me and kept eating me for about five minutes, until the penis went soft... He took his dick off and left me in the living room. I stayed there, lying there until I recovered. I never imagined I could feel so much pleasure in that way. I didn't know who it was but I was sure; it was one of my students. I don't know which because I tried in vain to recognize during the days that followed. I never knew who did it. I can only say one thing: that year all my students passed straight, without having to go to recovery.