Big Tit Busty Teen Latina Schoolgirl Autumn Falls gets fucked by her tutor

The bell rang, signaling the end of another mind-numbing day at St. Mary’s Academy for Girls. Autumn Falls, a voluptuous Latina bombshell, sauntered out of the classroom, her ample assets straining against the confines of her prim school uniform. Her alabaster skin, raven-colored hair, and piercing dark eyes made heads turn as she gracefully navigated the crowded hallways.

Autumn’s mind was preoccupied with other matters. Math, her arch-nemesis, had once again stumped her. She needed help and fast, before her grades plummeted any further. Her thoughts drifted to tfactternal contactreams(o)he math tutor Ms. Killingsworth had assigned her. Mr. Hoffman, a mysterious older man, was rumored to be a strict taskmaster, but his reputation as an effective teacher was unmatched.

Autumn made her way to the library, where Mr. Hoffman awaited her. She pushed open the heavy oak doors, the scent of aged books and polished wood enveloping her. There, at a secluded table, sat Mr. Hoffman, his glasses perched precariously on his nose as he pored over a stack of papers.

He looked up as Autumn approached, his eyes widening slightly as he took in her bountiful curves. “Ah, Miss Falls. Please, have a seat,” he said, gesturing to the chair opposite him.

Autumn complied, crossing her legs and causing her skirt to ride up slightly, exposing a tantalizing glimpse of her creamy thigh. Mr. Hoffman gulped, trying to maintain his professional demeanor, but the bulge in his pants betrayed his true thoughts.

“Now, let’s see where we can start,” he said, clearing his throat. “I understand you’re struggling with trigonometry?”

Autumn nodded, biting her lower lip. “Yes, it’s just so boring and useless,” she whined, leaning forward and giving Mr. Hoffman an eyeful of her ample cleavage straining against her white button-down shirt.

Mr. Hoffman shifted in his seat, his cock hardening at the sight of her plump tits nearly spilling out. “Well, perhaps I can make it a bit more…interesting for you,” he suggested, his voice low and husky.

Autumn’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “I’d like that,” she purred, reaching out to trail a finger along Mr. Hoffman’s kneecap. “I’m a very tactile learner, you know.”

Mr. Hoffman’s breath hitched as Autumn’s delicate hand crept up his thigh, her skilled fingers finding the hard bulge in his pants. “Miss Falls, I don’t think-”

“Shh, let me show you,” Autumn whispered, unzipping his fly and freeing his throbbing cock. She licked her lips hungrily, wrapping her hand around his thick shaft and giving it a firm squeeze.

Mr. Hoffman groaned, all thoughts of math evaporating from his mind. “Autumn, we shouldn’t…it’s not appropriate-”

“Shut up and let me suck your cock,” Autumn demanded, dropping to her knees and taking him into her hot, wet mouth. She swirled her tongue around his sensitive head, savoring his musky flavor, before taking him deep into her throat.

Mr. Hoffman tangled his fingers in her silky hair, pulling her down onto his cock as she bobbed her head, slurping and sucking with enthusiasm. His hips bucked involuntarily, thrusting into her eager mouth.

“Yes, just like that,” he growled, fucking her pretty face. “Take it all, you dirty little slut.”

Autumn moaned around his shaft, the degrading words only turning her on more. She slipped a hand under her skirt, rubbing her dripping pussy through her soaked panties. Her clit throbbed with need, begging for attention.

Suddenly, Mr. Hoffman yanked her off his cock, a string of saliva connecting her plump lips to his glistening tip. “Turn around and bend over the table,Ordersrrt,” he commanded. “I’m going to fuck your tight little cunt until you scream.”

Autumn obeyed without hesitation, hiking up her skirt and wiggled her juicy ass in the air. Mr. Hoffman wasted no time shoving her panties aside and plunging into her scorching heat, groaning as her velvety walls gripped him like a vice.

“Oh fuck yes!” Autumn cried out, pushing back to meet his powerful thrusts. “Harder, fuck me harder!”

Mr. Hoffman set a brutal pace, slamming into her slick canal with abandon. The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the library, mingling with the lewd squelch of her wet pussy. He reached around to fondle her heavy tits, pinching and tugging on her stiff nipples.

“I’m going to fill you with my cum,” he grunted, hammering into her sweet spot. “I’m going to breeding this naughty cunt.”

Autumn trembled and quaked, hurtling towards her peak. “Yes, yes, cum in me!” she begged shamelessly, her pussy clenching around him. “I want to feel your hot seed flooding my womb!”

Mr. Hoffman buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as he unleashed a torrent of scorching cum deep inside Autumn’s spasming cunt. She came undone with a scream of ecstasy, her juices gushing around his still-spurting cock, staining her white panties with her orgasmic fluids.

They collapsed together, panting and sweaty, Mr. Hoffman’s softening cock still buried in Autumn’s pussy. “Fuck, that was incredible,” he murmured, planting a tender kiss on her shoulder.

Autumn smiled to herself, knowing that her math grade was sure to skyrocket after such a thorough “tutoring” session. Perhaps she should “study” with Mr. Hoffman more often.

She pulled away, straightening her uniform and wiping the pearlescent spit from the corner of her mouth. Mr. Hoffman tucked himself away, adjusting his glasses with a sheepish grin.

“Until next time, Autumn,” he said, ushering her towards the door. “Don’t forget your homework.”

Autumn laughed, blowing him a kiss. “Oh, I won’t. I’m really looking forward to our next ‘study group’.”

With a sassy wink, she sauntered out of the library, leaving Mr. Hoffman to collect himself and dream of their illicit rendezvous to come. Autumn knew she had him wrapped around her little finger… and she was going to enjoy exploiting that fact for her own benefit.