CHAPTER 53: TAMING THE PROFESSOR – II

Tisha rode him hard, rising and slamming down with reckless abandon, every movement making her breasts bounce wildly as her top slid higher, useless against the heat of their bodies.

Alex’s eyes locked on them, dark and ravenous, a growl breaking from his throat. "Damn... look at you," he muttered, shoving her top up to bare them completely.

Her chest spilled free, swaying beautifully with every thrust. His hands caught her waist instead of her breasts, holding her steady, forcing her down harder on his length as he watched the mesmerizing jiggle of her curves.

Tisha gasped, arching proudly under his stare, her lips curving into a shaky smile between moans.

She loved the way his eyes devoured her, as if he couldn’t look anywhere else... as if the sight of her riding him like this was undoing him more than any touch ever could.

Unable to hold back any longer, Tisha’s voice broke into a desperate, trembling plea:

"Please, Alex," she begged, nails digging into his shoulders, leaving red lines of possession etched into his skin. "Please fuck me harder. I need it, I need you. Ruin me, wreck me, make it so no one else will ever satisfy me but you."

Alex snarled, a feral sound of pure, unadulterated hunger. With a powerful surge of his hips, he thrust up into Tisha’s dripping cunt, driving himself impossibly deep.

At the same time, he tangled a hand in her hair, tugging her head back, exposing the column of her throat.

He latched onto her neck, biting down hard, sucking a dark bruise into the delicate skin.

Tisha’s back arched under him, moans spilling as his teeth left a dark bruise along her throat. Every inch of her pressed against him, taut and trembling.

"Fuck, you feel incredible," Alex groaned, his voice rough and ragged with pleasure. "So fucking tight, so fucking perfect. Like you were made for my cock."

He could feel her clenching and fluttering around him, could sense the way her body was tensing, coiling, ready to shatter.

Tisha could only moan in response, her body shaking and quivering as Alex pounded into her, driving her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

She could feel the heat building in her core, the pressure mounting to a breaking point. It wouldn’t be long now before she tumbled over into oblivion, before she shattered completely on Alex’s magnificent cock.

"Oh god, Alex," Tisha whimpered, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "I’m so close, fuck, I’m gonna... I’m gonna..." She couldn’t even finish her sentence before a powerful orgasm crashed over her, her sex clamping down around Alex like a vice as she screamed her pleasure for all the world to hear.

"Aaaaahhhhhh, FUUUUUCK!" Tisha’s body convulsed, her back arching as ecstasy flooded her veins, setting every nerve ending alight with bliss.

Her fingers clawed at Alex’s shoulders, leaving red lines of pleasure-pain etched into his skin as she rode out the waves of her climax.

Alex could feel Tisha’s pussy gripping him like a silken fist, the velvet walls fluttering and clenching around his shaft as she came undone.

The sensation was exquisite, almost too intense to bear. With a roar of completion, he buried himself to the hilt inside her spasming heat, his cock pulsing and throbbing as he spilled his seed deep within her waiting womb.

"Fuuuuck, Tisha!" Alex groaned, his voice a low, guttural rumble. "Take it, fuck, take every last drop. Milk my cock, baby, drain me dry."

He could feel jet after jet of his hot, thick cum painting her insides, filling her up until it seeped out around where they were joined, dripping down onto his lap.

Tisha could only moan and whimper, her body shaking with the force of her pleasure.

She could feel Alex’s cock jerking and throbbing inside her, could sense the way he was pumping her full of his essence.

It was filthy, it was wrong, but god help her, she loved every second of it.

Loved being used, loved being claimed, loved being marked as Alex’s.

As they both started to come down from their intense highs, Tisha slumped against Alex’s chest, her hair a wild tangle of dark curls spread out over his damp skin.

She could feel his heart pounding beneath her cheek, could hear the harsh rasp of his breathing as he worked to catch his breath.

Slowly, she lifted her head to look at him, her eyes hazy and sated, a blissed-out smile playing at the corners of her kiss-swollen lips.

"Wow," Tisha murmured, a note of awe coloring her tone. "That was... fuck, Alex. That was incredible. I’ve never... I mean, with you..." She shook her head slightly, at a loss for words to describe the mind-blowing pleasure that had just consumed her.

Alex grinned, a wicked gleam in his eye as he took in Tisha’s disheveled, blissed-out state.

He loved seeing her like this, loved knowing that he was the one who had reduced the always-in-control teacher to a quivering, pleading mess.

"You know, I never imagined I’d see the day when my sweet, strict teacher would be moaning and begging for my cock like this." Alex teased, his voice a low, taunting murmur.

"I thought you were above all this, too prim and proper to ever let yourself go like this." He punctuated his words with a sharp smack to Tisha’s ass, watching as the red handprint bloomed across her soft skin.

Tisha gasped, her lips parting on a soft moan as she arched into Alex’s touch. "Oh god, Alex," she whimpered, her voice raw and hoarse from all the screamings.

"Don’t tease me, please. I can’t...I need..." She bit her lip, trying to hold back the desperate pleas that threatened to spill from her mouth.

But Alex just smirked, enjoying the way Tisha was squirming beneath his touch, the way her body was already aching for more even as they caught their breath.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing the shell of her ear as he spoke in a low, wicked whisper.

"I think I like seeing you like this, Tisha. I like knowing that I’m the one who can make you lose control, who can reduce you to a needy, cock-hungry slut." His hand slid up her thigh, teasing along the sensitive skin before cupping her mound possessively.

"I think I want to keep you like this, always ready and eager for me, always desperate for my dick."

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I want to take this somewhere... more... intense," he added, a teasing smirk curling his lips. "Not here... somewhere we can really let go."

With a sudden, sharp movement, he grabbed Tisha’s hips and flipped their positions, sweeping her beneath him as he settled between her spread thighs.

"Wrap your legs around me, baby," Alex ordered, his voice a low, commanding rumble. "Hold on tight, because I’m not done with you yet."

Tisha obediently wrapped her long, toned legs around Alex’s waist, locking her ankles at the small of his back.

She could feel his cock, still hard and throbbing, nestled against her sensitive folds.

A shiver of anticipation ran through her at the thought of being taken again, of being filled and stretched and used for his pleasure.

With a sudden, sharp movement, Alex started the car and shifted it into drive. The engine purred to life, the vibrations rumbling through their joined bodies.

He gripped the steering wheel with one hand, the other reaching down to line himself up with Tisha’s entrance. With a swift, powerful thrust, he buried himself inside her to the hilt, drawing a sharp cry of pleasure from her lips.

"Ohhh fuck, Alex!" Tisha moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he started to move, driving into her with deep, forceful strokes.

"We can’t... not while you’re driving. It’s too dangerous." Even as she spoke, she found herself rocking her hips to meet his thrusts, her body betraying her words.

Alex just smirked, a wicked glint in his eye as he kept his gaze fixed on the dark road ahead. "Dangerous?" he taunted, punctuating the word with a particularly hard thrust.

"Baby, with you in my lap, your tight little cunt gripping my cock like this, I don’t give a fuck about dangerous. I just want to fuck you, over and over again, until you can’t walk straight."

Tisha could only moan in response, her body shaking with pleasure as Alex drove them down the winding country road.

The cool night air rushed in through the open windows, caressing her skin, a stark contrast to the heat of Alex’s body pining her to the core.

Tisha could feel every inch of Alex’s cock plunging in and out of her, stretching her, filling her so completely that she felt claimed, owned, possessed. It was a delicious, intoxicating sensation that left her craving more.

As they drove, Alex kept one hand on the wheel, steering them down the winding, deserted road.

The other hand roamed Tisha’s body with bold, possessive strokes, mapping out the curves and swells of her flesh.

He squeezed the globe of her ass, dug his fingers into the supple muscle, pulling her harder against him with each powerful thrust.

"Fuck, Tisha," Alex groaned, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "You feel so goddamn good. So fucking perfect wrapped around my cock like this."

He could feel her getting tighter, could sense the way her body was starting to tense and coil, preparing for another climax.

"That’s it, baby. Let go again. Come all over my dick while I drive this car. Show me what a needy little slut you are."

Tisha moaned and whimpered, her fingers scrabbling for purchase on Alex’s back, nails digging into his skin as she teetered on the brink of ecstasy.

The knowledge that they were out in the open, that anyone could see them like this, only heightened her arousal. She felt deliciously debauched, wildly wanton, completely at the mercy of Alex’s lust.

"Ohhh god, Alex," Tisha panted, her voice a desperate, broken keen. "I’m... I’m gonna come again. Fuck, it’s too much, you’re too deep, too hard... ahhhh!"

Her body convulsed, her sex clamping down around Alex’s pistoning shaft as a powerful orgasm ripped through her.

Alex could feel Tisha’s pussy gripping him like a velvet vise, her body shuddering uncontrollably, back arching, breath coming in ragged gasps.

Heat and pleasure pooled so intensely that every nerve screamed, and she trembled, utterly spent, lips parted in a soft, broken moan as waves of ecstasy ebbed through her.