“I see you like this,” he noticed, delivering his third and hardest spanking.
“I do, sir. You know I do,” Christa whimpered.
“And what are you being punished for today, Christa?”
“I’m not sure, sir,” she hesitated, “cheating?”
“Exactly,” he assured here. “And do you know what happens to cheaters, young lady?”
Christa’s pussy was dripping with excitement as she gripped her tits tightly. Mr. Hammond spanked her tender ass again. Her skin rippled, stinging with pleasure and growing sore.
“They get spanked,” Christa moaned, arching her back and spreading her legs. When he spanked her again, the tip of his ruler smacked her swelling pussy. “Oh yes, professor!” she screamed. “I’ve been so bad!”
Christa’s squeal echoed the same sexual satisfaction that Mr. Hammond was getting from their visit to his office. He rubbed her tender curves with his bare hand, gliding his fingers over the pink welts swelling on her skin.
“Perhaps you enjoy this too much,” he whispered.
“Oh yes, sir,” Christa repeated. “I do enjoy it. Please don’t stop. I love when you punish me.”
Mr. Hammond’s eyes explored the curves of Christa’s voluptuous ass. It was practically begging to be spanked. Squeezing the tender skin of her derriere, he decided to forgo the ruler and deliver a slap himself. He pulled back his hand and brought it back with force, connecting his bare hand with Christa's big ripe tush.
“Oh!” she screamed again. “Thank you, Professor.”
Mr. Hammond massaged in the sting, creeping his fingertips along the lace trip of Christa's white panties. He pulled them into the crevice of her ass, exposing her round curves completely.
“Professor who?” he whispered.
“Hammond,” she moaned, barely able to allow his name to drop from her lips.
The thin cotton of Christa's panties sunk deep into her ass, her bare skin tinged pink from the lashes. Her eyes closed and ass up, she waited for more. Mr. Hammond gripped her suppleness, digging his fingers deep into her crease. She was so warm. He pulled back and served yet another lashing, this time, rubbing it in hard as his digits explored further between Christa's thick thighs.
His fingers followed the warmth to her ripe pussy. Her crease was deep and moist, saturating the cotton. Christa spread her thighs and bucked back into his touch.
“Do it again,” she begged as she pressed her yearning pussy toward him.
Further exploring her swollen lips, he pressed her wet panties inside her throbbing slit. Christa moaned.
“You’re so wet with excitement,” he whispered. “Does this give you pleasure?”
“Yes, sir,” she answered. “I’m so wet. I need a man. Show me what a man is. Please, Mr. Hammond.”
Mr. Hammond grabbed the ruler and smacked it against Christa's yearning pussy. She groaned in ecstasy, reaching down between her thighs to caress her throbbing mounds. He pushed her fingers out of the way and spanked her tender pussy two more times. She was soaking with pleasure. Her panties were drenched and her juices were dripping down her inner thighs.
Running his fingers along her wet slit once more, Mr. Hammond caressed her tender pussy just before he slipped his fingers deep inside her. Christa groaned softly as her drenched cunt opened up. Her soft pink pussy embraced his thick fingers, swallowing them whole as he shoved them deep. He knew then that she was ready for a real man like him. His cock swelled inside his trousers as he prepped her pussy for his lesson.
“Christa,” he whispered, slipping his fingers from her throbbing cunt, “I’ve got a hard lesson for you to learn.”
A carnal groan escaped his lips as he thrust his hips toward her, shoving his swollen cock against her ass. Hastily, he leaned forward, pressing all his weight against her as she reached up, clawing at his desk. Popping the buttons from her blouse, he ripped it from her torso and grabbed her huge tits for himself. He pinched her swollen nipples, rolling them between his fingers.
“Just because you are a young woman doesn’t mean you need to give your body to young men. A real man will please you in ways you could never imagine. Once you’ve had my cock inside you, you will understand.”
“Yes, sir,” Christa whimpered. “I want your big, cock inside me. I need a real man inside me.”
Mr. Hammond unbuckled his pants and stroked his huge cock. Holding his thick shaft, he pulled Christa's panties to the side and guided his plump head inside the deep crevice of her ass. He slipped himself between her cheeks, sliding his tender tip past her soaked panties. She was so wet. Her pussy was begging to be punished and pleasured. Stretching her panties aside, he dipped inside her soaking slit and pumped his flesh deep inside her.
“Oh, God!” Christa moaned. “You’re so big!”
“This is what a real man feels like,” he groaned, clinching her round hips and thrusting hard.
Mr. Hammond mounted Christa's ass and plunged his juicy cock deep inside her dripping cunt. He was relentless with his force, pumping hard and fast as her fat little pussy swallowed him whole. For a college girl, she sure knew how to take a big cock.
“Do you like the way I feel inside you,” he asked, pumping her like a jack-rabbit.
Christa's tender ass rippled as she took his pounding. Her body bounced as the force of his stroke moved across her skin in waves.
“Oh yes, Mr. Hammond!” Christa screamed. “Fuck me! Harder!”
Mr. Hammond unleashed his fury into her sopping cunt, plunging and pumping her so hard that her swollen pussy felt like a virgin’s. She was so tight, so swollen, so wet. With every stroke, Christa bucked back, giving her deep cunt to him.
“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.