Chapter 39: Breeding the MILF at College

I kept devouring her ass, tongue plunging deep and relentless, twisting inside that tight ring while she thrashed and sobbed for more. But I wanted all of her breaking for me.

I slid one hand down, fingers spreading her soaked pussy lips wide, exposing her swollen clit.

My mouth moved lower—still licking around her asshole—but now my tongue flicked down to her pussy too, lapping at her dripping folds, sucking her clit hard between deep thrusts into her ass.

She lost it completely.

"Aaahhh—Alex! Oh fuck... yes, there... don’t stop... aaaahhh!"

Her whole body convulsed, thighs shaking violently, ass clenching around my tongue as I alternated—deep in her ass, then flat licks over her pussy, sucking her clit until she screamed into the table.

I focused everything on her pussy then—tongue lashing her clit fast and hard, two fingers plunging into her dripping hole, curling against that spot while my thumb pressed into her asshole.

She came undone.

Her back arched high, ass pushing back desperately, a long, broken cry tearing from her throat—"Aaaaaahhhh—Alex! I’m—oh god—I’m coming!"

Her pussy gushed around my fingers, walls pulsing hard, soaking my hand and chin as she quaked, body thrashing through wave after wave. I didn’t stop licking, drawing it out until she was a trembling, sobbing mess, completely spent and shaking.

When the last shudder left her, I pulled back, breathing hard, cock throbbing painfully.

She was still on her knees, face down, ass up, body quivering.

I stood up on the table behind her—feet planted wide on the sturdy surface—and bent my knees slightly, lowering my height so my cock lined up perfectly with her raised ass. I gripped her hips hard, pulling her back a fraction, the slick head pressing right against her twitching, spit-soaked asshole.

"Relax for me," I growled, pushing slow but firm.

The head breached her—tight, impossibly tight—stretching that virgin ring around me.

"Aaahhh—Alex... it’s... so big..." she moaned, voice wrecked, body tensing then melting as I held still, letting her adjust.

"Breathe, ma’am," I rasped, one hand stroking her back. "Take it good."

She did—pushing back slightly, moaning deep and desperate—"Aahh... yes... more..."

I slid in deeper—inch by inch—until I was buried to the hilt in her ass, her heat gripping me like a vice.

Then I started moving—slow at first, savoring the drag, then harder, deeper, fucking her ass with long, powerful strokes while she cried out with every thrust.

"Aaahhh! Alex—fuck—yes... harder..."

I gave it to her—harder, faster—claiming every filthy inch of her until she was moaning nonstop, body shaking again, completely mine.

Her ass was impossibly tight, squeezing me on every pull back, like it was trying to keep me inside forever.

I was right on the edge again, balls drawing up, but I wanted more. I wanted her pussy.

I pulled out slow—her asshole clenching greedily at the emptiness, trying to keep me inside, a soft, needy whine escaping her lips as I slipped free.

I gripped her hips and lifted slightly, guiding her to adjust—pushing her chest up off the table so she rose onto her hands and knees fully.

Her back arched even deeper now, tits hanging heavy and swaying beneath her, nipples hard and pink. Face lifted, hair messy, eyes glazed as she looked back at me over her shoulder.

Proper doggystyle—ass up high, thighs thick and spread just enough, pussy glistening and dripping between them.

"Like this, ma’am," I growled, hands sliding down to push her thighs together again—those juicy, plush curves pressing tight, making everything narrower, hotter.

She moaned at the shift, pushing back eagerly, body offering itself completely.

I lined up fast, head nudging her soaked entrance, and thrust in deep—one smooth, brutal push that buried me to the hilt in her pussy.

"Aaahhh—fuck!" she cried out, head snapping back, tits swinging forward from the force.

She was married, experienced, but her pussy felt brand new—walls fluttering around me, gripping like velvet fire, so wet and hot it stole my breath.

Something primal snapped inside me. Fucking my MILF teacher like this, in her own office, on her massage table—raw, animal, no shame.

I gripped her hips hard and started pounding—hard, relentless strokes, hips slamming against her ass, those closed thighs making everything tighter, her cheeks jiggling with every impact.

"Aaahhh—Alex! Fuck—yes—destroy me!" she screamed, voice breaking, head thrown back, tits swinging heavy beneath her.

I didn’t hold back. I fucked her like an animal—deep, brutal thrusts that made the table creak, her pussy squelching loud around me, juices dripping down her thighs and mine.

The door wasn’t even locked—if someone walked in right now, they’d see everything: Mrs. Claire on all fours, getting railed like a slut by her own student.

The risk only drove me wilder.

I leaned over her, one hand snaking around to grab a heavy tit, squeezing rough, pinching the hard nipple. The other slapped her ass—sharp, stinging smack that made her clench even tighter around my cock.

"Scream louder," I growled in her ear, pounding deeper. "Let them hear who owns you now."

She did—screaming my name, body shaking, pussy spasming as another orgasm crashed through her, milking me hard.

I buried myself deep and came—hot, thick ropes flooding her, claiming every inch of her married pussy until she was dripping with me.

We collapsed forward, panting, slick with sweat and cum, the table groaning one last time.

She was mine now. Completely.

I stayed buried deep inside her, hips pressed flush against her ass, cock still pulsing wildly. It wouldn’t stop—thick, warm ropes kept shooting, one after another, flooding her married pussy nonstop.

I groaned low against her back, feeling every hot spurt, the way her walls clenched around me like they were milking it all out.

She whimpered beneath me, body trembling, feeling every single pulse. "Aahh... Alex... it’s so much... so warm... I can feel it... filling me..."

I didn’t pull out for a long minute, just stayed there, letting the last waves empty into her until she was overflowing, cum already leaking out around my shaft, dripping down her thighs onto the table.

When I finally slid out slow, my cock was still half-hard, slick and shining with us, twitching like it wasn’t done. One look at her—destroyed, ruined, my strict teacher who’d scolded me in class reduced to this filthy, satisfied mess—and it throbbed again, ready for more.

I flipped her onto her back gently but firmly. She went willingly, legs falling open, body limp and glowing with sweat.

Her face—god, her face—was wrecked: eyes glassy and half-lidded, lips swollen and parted, cheeks flushed deep red, tears and spit and cum streaks marking her perfect features. Those massive tits heaved with every breath, nipples red and hard, stomach glistening.

She looked completely broken. And it was all because of me.

My cock hardened fully at the sight.

She lay there, legs spread wide, pussy puffy and dripping with my load, pink folds glistening, cum leaking slow from her entrance. I slapped my heavy cock against her sensitive clit—wet, heavy smacks that made her jolt and cry out.

"Aaahhh—Alex! Too sensitive... please..."

But her hips lifted toward me, begging.

I slapped again, harder, watching her pussy clench and quiver, more cum oozing out. Then I pushed back inside—one slow, deep thrust into that warm, ruined heat.

Fuck. It was heaven—sloppy, overflowing, her walls soft and swollen from everything I’d done, gripping me loose but still pulsing.

I hovered over her, elbows on either side, thrusting slow and deliberate, savoring every inch. I kissed her deep—tongue claiming her mouth, tasting salt and sex and surrender—while I looked into her broken, beautiful eyes.

Her legs wrapped around my waist hard, heels digging into my back, pulling me deeper like she needed me to breed her again.

"Aahh... Alex... more... fill me again..."

I couldn’t last. The sight of her—legs locked around me, tits pressed against my chest, pussy taking me so perfectly—pushed me over.

I thrust deep one last time and came hard—thick, warm pulses shooting into her again, flooding her already full pussy until it spilled out around us.

She moaned into my mouth, clenching hard, coming with me one more time, body shaking as I emptied everything into her.

We stayed locked like that, breathing together, my cock still twitching inside her, her legs refusing to let go.

She was ruined.

And she was mine.