ANAL WITH MY RUSSIAN TEACHER (Antonio Mallorca)
“Hands On Approach to Education”
The bell rang, signaling the end of another boring lecture. Most students gathered their belongings and rushed out, desperate to escape the stifling classroom. But not Sergio. He lingered behind, hoping to catch his Russian teacher alone. He had always found Lyudmila’s brains as hypnotic as her disposed assets.
When everyone else had left, Sergio approached her desk. “Hi Miss Lyudmila, were you able to review my essay yet?” He asked, hoping to strike up a conversation. He secretly fantasized about feeling his teacher’s manicured fingers dig into his dark Spanish skin.
Lyudmila glanced up and noticed Sergio still in her classroom. “Ah, Sergio, I was just about to grade your assignment. It’s actually quite impressive. Your command of the Russian language has improved tremendously.”
Sergio grinned as he took a seat on her desk, his legs accidentally brushing against hers. Being this close, he couldn’t help but stare at her red lips and shapely curves straining against her tight green dress. “Thank you, Miss. I’ve always found Russian to be such a sexy language.”
“Why thank you Sergio,” Lyudmila replied, blushing. She knew she shouldn’t encourage her student’s flirtation, but there was just something about the young man that made her pulse quicken. Perhaps it was the bond they had developed over the intimate exchange of language and ideas. Or maybe it was simply his raw sensual energy, so palpable in his dilated pupils and heaving chest.
Sergio felt a growing bulge pressing against his pants as his teacher leaned in to hand him back his essay. He caught a whiff of her sweet perfume and nearly moaned out loud. “Wow Miss Lyudmila, I had no idea you wore such sexy lingerie under those conservative dresses.”
Lyudmila followed his gaze to her cleavage straining against her low neckline. She felt a rush of heat to her core. “Sergio, we need to be more professional. What if someone walks in? Pascal is expecting me in his office…”
“Then we better be quick,” Sergio whispered as he pulled Miss Lyudmila into a passionate kiss. She resisted for only a moment before returning the kiss fervently, her mouth opening to let his tongue quest inside.
Sergio wasted no time, his hands roaming eagerly over his Russian temptress. He cupped her generous breasts, earning a throaty moan. Unzipping her dress, he let it pool at her feet, revealing a black lace bodysuit barely containing her large ass. “Wow Miss Lyudmila, you are even sexier than I imagined!”
“Get that handsome face between my legs, pronto,” she commanded breathlessly, pushing him down to his knees on the classroom floor.
Sergio obeyed, bunching up her lacy lingerie and diving between her thighs. He lapped hungrily at her dripping pussy while Lyudmila writhed and whimpered, tugging his hair. “Fuck yes, eat my cunt you naughty boy! I knew you had such a talented tongue!”
Soon, she climaxed with a high pitched moan, gushing all over his eager mouth. But Sergio was far from satisfied. He picked her up and impaled her on his huge throbbing cock, slamming her back against the classroom wall.
Miss Lyudmila screamed in ecstasy, wrapping her long legs around his waist. “Yes, fuck me harder! Ruin my tight Russian pussy!” She panted, as he pistoned in and out, shaking the shelves with his deep strokes.
Sergio felt a familiar pressure building and knew he wouldn’t last long with all the sights – his sexy teacher’s big tits bouncing, her pink cunt stretched around his shaft, the intoxicating scent of sex filling the room. “I’m going to cum!” He groaned.
“On my back! I want to feel you paint me white!” Lyudmila ordered. She turned around, pressing her ass out. Sergio grabbed her hips and slammed in one last time, spurting deep inside her. Lyudmila gasped at his heat flooding her womb.
As they collapsed together in a sweaty heap on the classroom floor, Sergio murmured, “That was amazing Miss Lyudmila. But you’re not going to tell anyone about this, right?”
“Shouldn’t I be the one worried? You’re my student after all!” She laughed softly, snuggling against his chest.
“But you’re my dirty fantasy come true, Babushka.” Sergio kissed her deeply, already imagining their next classroom rendezvous. One thing was certain, he’d be spending a lot more time on his Russian lessons.
THE END
