The World Is Mine For The Taking

After she said that, I immediately thrust upward, driving into her with force. Her breasts bounced with the motion, jiggling wildly with each powerful movement I made.

"Fuaaaah, aaaaaah, aah, aaah, aaah...!"
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I didn't relent, just kept fucking her with my hips thrusting upward, each powerful movement sending shivers of pleasure through me. My grip on her ass tightened with every thrust, squeezing harder and harder, the surge of ecstasy pulsing up through me.

"Aaaaah, aaah, aaah, ah, ahh, ahh, ahhh...!"

After several intense strokes, her womb, impaled by my throbbing, muscular spear, had already descended. The waves of pleasure spread through her internal organs, making her seductive voice strain from deep within her throat.

"Aaaaah, hhaaaa~, it's going in, it's going in so deep~!"

Her pussy was an absolute delight, incredibly slick and wet. Every thrust in and out was a pure, delicious sensation. With her tall frame, firm, tight hips, and the fact that it was her first time, her vagina was snug and perfectly enveloping. Her full, heavy breasts bounced rhythmically with each movement, their enticing sway almost hypnotizing.

I grabbed one of her tits, letting my hand caress and squeeze it as I took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked on it eagerly, my tongue swirling around the areola.

"Fuaaaaah!" she arched her back, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure, and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me desperately closer.

I continued to thrust, and she matched my rhythm, moving her hips up and down while holding my head against her bouncing breasts. My cock, fully erect and aching to cum, slid in and out of her slick, throbbing pussy with smooth, deliberate motions. Each pull-out was followed by her tight honey pot gripping me again, the relentless repetition sending waves of furious pleasure through both of us.

Suddenly, I thrust my hips upward with a forceful drive. A shock of intense pleasure exploded at the base of her skull, and her tongue lolled out in pure, unrestrained bliss.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god...! Aaaah, nooo~! I'm getting wrecked! W-What is this?! It's stabbing me... It's stabbing me...!

Your cock is stabbing... my baby's room...!"

She was nearly knocked unconscious by the jolt of her spine being electrified from the relentless thrusts pounding into her cervix, which had just started to drop. She threw her head back, her hair a chaotic mess, and began shaking her hips more wildly.

My hardness plunged deep into her soft folds, and her pink pussy lips were stretched open with each thrust. Her greedy, pulsating vagina eagerly clung to my cock, practically drooling with pleasure and begging for more.

"Aaaaah, noo.. It feels good...! Aaaah, aaah, ah, ah, huaaa, haaaa, aaah...!"

I pulled my mouth away from her nipple and gazed at her, captivated by the sight. Her face was flushed, a deep, radiant crimson of intense pleasure. She pressed her lips to mine, her eyes locking onto mine with a gaze that burned with raw, unrestrained ecstasy. Her pupils had transformed into heart shapes, a clear sign of her desperate need to cum.

My cock, having stretched her womb open, surged with a gurgling, swollen intensity. I increased the pace of my thrusts, driving into her with a brutal, electrifying force that made her entire body shudder.

"Hiiii, aaaah, hyaaaa! Aaaah, aaaah!"

With each savage thrust, her entire body seemed to boil, reacting violently against my relentless assault on her uterus. Every wet, rhythmic push sent bubbles of her love juices splashing and scraping against her frenulum.

"Aaaaah, something is coming again…! I'm feeling it again…! The sensation of… flying…!"

Her pupils dilated, and tears streamed relentlessly down her flushed cheeks. Tiny earthquakes of pleasure shook her, one small orgasm after another, overwhelming her senses.

"I feel like I'm going to cum too…" I growled, voice thick with desire. "Is it okay if I cum inside?"

Without a moment's pause, she gasped, "Y-You can…! Aaaah, aaaaah! Come inside me…!"

She might have misunderstood my intention, but it was a clear signal. I gripped her ass firmly and released the cum I had been holding back. In the next moment, deep within her, my glans swelled to its full size, filling her completely.

"Aaaah, aaaah! S-Something's spraying inside me…! It feels so incredible…! What is this?! It feels so goooood!"

As the hot semen surged into her uterus, she was overwhelmed, panting and moaning uncontrollably in ecstasy.

Suddenly, she was hit with an intense wave of pleasure, and to keep herself upright, she pressed her hand against the fogged-up window. Her strength faltered, and her hand slid down the glass, leaving a mark where it had dragged through the mist, tracing a path of her desperate, shaking fingers.

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Rose's POV

I slumped in my car, parked in the academy lot, looking completely drained yet oddly refreshed. Last night was a mess—a fucking disaster. I wished I could erase it all, chalking it up to being too drunk, and if any memory crept back, I'd just pretend it was a shitty dream. But every detail from that wild night was flashing in my mind with brutal clarity.

"What the fuck have I done?!" I slammed my forehead against the steering wheel, and the horn blared loudly. Nearby students, heading towards the academy gates, turned their heads in surprise.

I could only blame myself for what went down last night. I was the one who took charge and kissed him. After that, things spiraled—this happened and that happened—and then I passed out. The next thing I knew, I woke up next to him, and we'd slept together.

The drive back to his dorm was suffused with a heavy, awkward silence. We exchanged awkward goodbyes before I went home. Once I got back, I pounded my head against the wall a few times before dragging myself into the shower, desperately trying to shake off the chaos and get ready for the academy.

"How the fuck am I supposed to face him now?" I groaned, my forehead pressed hard against the steering wheel. "Seriously, how can I? I went after him even though he's already in a relationship, and on top of that, he's a fucking student! How the hell am I supposed to face one of our students as a professor when I've slept with him? How can I?!"

In frustration, I yanked at my hair.

Suddenly, a sharp knock on my window jolted me. I looked up to see Irene standing there, her glasses flashing in the morning light. I rolled down the window.

"You're making the students jump with all that noise," she said, her voice tinged with annoyance. "Why don't you just step outside instead of causing a scene like this?"

"Yeah, I'll do that now." I said, then climbed out of the car.

Irene, surprisingly, wasn't as drunk today, even though she had been plastered yesterday. Me, on the other hand...

"Did something happen?" she asked as we walked toward the academy.

"As far as I'm concerned, nothing happened," I replied, struggling to keep my voice steady. I didn't want to lie, but I sure as hell wasn't ready to admit that last night's fuck-up was something I couldn't undo. "Why do you ask? Is it my face that's giving me away?"

I knew my face must look a mess right now. I hadn't had a chance to fix it this morning, what with all the fucked-up thoughts swirling in my head.

"No, it's not just your face. Though that's part of it," Irene said. "Actually, you're glowing today."

"Wait, really?" I asked, taken aback.

"Yeah. You're not your usual grumpy self. But the reason I asked..." she said, then turned around and pointed at my car window. "...is that."

There it was—a smudged handprint on the window