Alessa Savage Getting Hard Fuck
One fateful morning, the sun seeped through the curtains, its golden rays dancing on the disheveled bedsheets. Alessa Savage stirred, her naked body stretched languidly like a contented feline. Last night’s activities were still foggy, but the ache between her thighs served as a delicious reminder.
Rising from the bed, Alessa padded barefoot to the bathroom, her pert breasts jiggling with each step. Her round, perfect rear peeked out from beneath her short nightie as she bent to splash cool water on her face. The old rustic student housing served as a perfect place for her to “explore”, as she so delicately put it.
Donning a simple shirt, short shorts, and no underwear – Alessa was “rooested” as she called it, always ready – she ventured out into the Australia sunshine. The university grounds were awash in vibrant colors and sweet scents. A mischievous gleam in her eye, Alessa strolled towards her professor’s office, eager for their playtime.
“You’re late, Ms. Savage,” he scolded, voice laden with feigned disappointment. His bulge told a different story. Alessa offered a coy smile, sauntering closer until her ample bosom grazed his chest.
“Not too late,” she purred, her fingers tracing his lips. “We still have time for a quick tutorial.” Silencing his weak protest with a long, passionate kiss, Alessa dropped to her knees before he could respond. With nimble fingers, she freed his throbbing member, sticky pre-cum already glistening at the tip.
“You have such a naughty mouth,” he breathed – not in reprimand, but in pure, carnal awe. Alessa felt a rush of power at his words. Her hand wrapped around his thick shaft as her pretty lips parted, tongue darting out to taste him. Slow licks up and down, savoring his salty musk.
Suddenly, she stuffed him into her warm, wet mouth, swallowing him to the hilt. “Fuck!” he groaned, hands tangling in her hair to fuck her pretty face. Alessa was more than ready, humming in pleasure and arousal. She could taste his building excitement and craved more.
True to form, the professor captured her love handles, slamming into her mouth with force. “Slut. Naughty little cumslut,” he grunted, picking up speed. Alessa’s eyes watered at the rough pace but she pushed through it. She yearned for his release.
Reaching beneath her skirt, Alessa pinched her hard clit, rubbing tight circles. One hand stroked his slick shaft while the other popped her own ripe breast free for a quick tweak. The combined sensations tightened her core.
“Shit, I’m close…” he warned. Alessa pumped faster, sucking harder. His body went rigid before unleashing a torrent of cum straight down her waiting throat. She swallowed quickly, greedy for it. Greedy for him.
Gasping, the professor pulled away, a satisfied gleam in his eyes. “Such a good girl,” he praised, tucking himself away. “We’ll have to do this again sometime.”
“Count on it,” Alessa winked, looking every bit the cocky schoolgirl. As she sauntered out the door, hand wiping her chin, a thrill ran through her body. She was addicted.
Her next stop did not disappoint. The football team’s dorm was lively, filled with the sounds of men laughing, engaging in trash talk, and the occasional f-bomb. Their big fish tank caught Alessa’s eye. She knew exactly what she wanted.
“Boys,” she announced, voice trailing off with a devilish lilt. All eyes fell on her. “I have a nice, warm bed. Let’s make it even better, shall we?”
As if in a trance, the group of athletes followed her to the room. In a flash, Alessa had shed her clothes, baring everything. She situated herself on the bed, sultry and inviting. The “nice warm bed” was then occupied by her spread legs.
One by one, most of the guys took their turn. Shoving into her tight cunt with fast, aggressive thrusts. Some wrapped her lips around their cocks. Others had her bounce on their lap. Alessa never deprived them, always ready and raring to go.
Their grunts of satisfaction filled the room but it only fueled Alessa’s desire. She came hard, again and again, screaming their praises. The creaking bed sang its own song of debauchery.
As the last man finished with a final spurt, Alessa collapsed in a satisfied heap, sweaty and spent. “Thanks boys,” she gasped out, grinning widely. “Catch you later!”
Heading out for the day, Alessa’s pussy throbbed pleasantly. Mentally ticking off her weekend conquests, she felt smug. It had been some kind of epic naughty spree.
Alessa Savage, sweet, put-together college student by day and insatiable slut by night. If only the world knew her secret…but she kept that part well under wraps. Her next mission? Dominating the entire soccer team. Challenges kept sex exciting.
The end.
