Her Dirty Professor Series (21+)

My heartrate speeds as I flood my lower level, drenching my panties in a manner of seconds.

God, this man.

I’m aware that my blanket isn’t over me at all. The thought of him doing things with me while I slept enters my mind, and I shiver imagining him touching me in my sleep.

Would he?

Might I wake one night to find his cock hovering over my lips, dripping pre*cum into my waiting mouth?

Or, with him inside me, warming his cock, easing into me so slowly I wouldn’t wake? Leaving me full of cum with no idea how it got there?

Oh, please.

Yes, please.

“What are you thinking, Carina?”

I shake my head, embarrassed by the thoughts. “Nothing. What… What are you doing here?”

“You are coming with me. This is why I told you to go get some rest after the show. I have other plans for you. Good little girls get to play with lots of new toys. Santa has a special surprise for you.”

Fire flashes over my skin.

“A playroom?” My thoughts are filled with filthy images of him doing unthinkable yet delicious things to my body. And I’m more than willing.

“Yes, a special one. For a special girl.”

There’s nothing else I want more.

“Yes,” I breathe out.

He takes my hand in his, and I allow myself to be led, wondering exactly where it is we’re going…

“Come. I’ve been waiting to show you what I’ve built. Just for you.”

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My heart grows three sizes as she spins in the room that used to be a useless sitting area off my bedroom suite.

“It’s a wonderland,” Carina says as she runs her fingers along the padded bench, the low table just the right height to secure her body while I fuck her into oblivion.

“It’sourwonderland. Where we can be who we want and no one will know.”

A flicker of sadness crosses her face and I feel like a fucking ass. “Will we always have to be a secret?”

I shake my head. “No. I’ll figure out how to make it right with Lucy. And whatever else. I promise you.”

And do what I need to do to keep you safe.

“What’s this?” She spins toward a red leather-covered bench that looks much like a sawhorse but with padded supports for her knees and her hands.

“I’ll show you.” I slip her nightdress from her shoulders, letting it fall on the floor, then lift her body into place, her ass high, head on the padded center. “Perfect.”

The Santa suit is fucking hot as hell, but I don’t strip it off, there’s no time. I take out my already hard dick and spit on my hand, rubbing it into her already drenched pussy.

“Now, see, hold onto those handles. This isn’t built for love making, it’s built for breeding. See how it’s angled forward? So I’m going to mount you from behind like a dog, raw fuck you, then you stay right there until I say so. All that creamy Santa surprise is going to stay right where it belongs.”

“Sounds fun.” She wiggles her butt as I give my dick some strokes and bring my other hand down on her creamy cheeks, leaving a red outline as she yelps and throws her head back and forth.

“It is fun. Seconds as a perfect bench for some punishment. I like multitasking.”

“Fuck me, Santa.” She turns her head, taunting me. “I didn’t know I had such a Santa fetish. But I know one of my books had a guy in a Santa suit one time. I liked it.”

“I know. I read it too.”

Her eyes snap wide. “You did not.”

“Yes, I did. Look over there.” I nod to the corner of the room where there’s a wall of shelves filled with books. “Every time you ordered a book, I ordered it too. Read it with you. Seems my little angel has a thing for…” I suck in my cheeks thinking for a second before it comes to me, “age-gap books.”

I bob my eyebrows, giving her ass another swat as I line up my dick with her gushing opening.

“Go figure,” she says as I pummel her with my full length in one violent stroke, driving the air from her sassy lungs.

I hold onto her hips, driving in and out until she’s whimpering and begging me to stop, then not stop, over and over.

“I fucking love you,” I say, but she’s lost in her lust and I admit to myself that she is the one person in the world that could crush me.

Just this moment, having her not return my ‘I love you’ turns my heart dark and the depth of my devotion to her finds a new level.

I will create a world for her so perfect, my love will never be questioned.

Her shoulder blades press out as she sucks in a breath, her spine concave as she gives herself to me. “God, that feels so good. So deep. Please, don’t stop.”

“All the way, baby.” The fire between us heats as I grab her ass cheek with one hand and bring down my other on the side of her hip.

She gushes when my hand connects. Seems she’s got her own hard-on for a little Santa spanking as well.

“Santa’s going to be coming down more than your chimney this year, baby.”

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My orgasm builds quickly. Reaching up and fisting her hair, I tug her head back and raw dog her on all fours, the bench built to my exact measurements to put our bodies together perfectly.

Amazing what you can have done with enough money.

I slam into her again. And again. My balls whack against her open slit as her body starts to twitch and jerk.

“Santa’s hitting the spot, baby?”

“Uh huh.” She moans as her cream floods from her opening, her body convulsing as she clamps down and comes around me.

Her screams of pleasure ricochet around the playroom as her walls strangle the base of my cock. I fuck harder, banging my thighs against the padded bench, glad I made sure it was double bolted to the floor, otherwise I’d be chasing her ass all around the fucking room.

I go balls deep through her orgasm, her body jerking and shaking as my spend races up my dick and coats her insides. Spurting and spurting until the world goes dark. Holding myself against her womb as the last convulsions of my orgasm spasm down the backs of my legs.

She could be ripe with our child right now. That thought has my dick ready for round two as Carina softens into the bench, sweat glistening on her skin.

“You’ve had enough?” I ask, running my finger down the indent of her spine, the Santa suit is like a fucking sauna.

She mutters something unintelligible as I strip off the red coat, dragging my dick from her sopping opening.

“I’m not even close to done with you, baby,” I say, watching my white cream drip from her pink opening, then reaching over and finger fucking it back into her, tugging her hips higher so the angle is right and gravity will do its job.

“I think this ass needs some attention, too. I’m going to put my tongue right here.” I point to her back puckered entrance, listening to her gasp. “Then when it’s nice and ready, you’re getting an ass fuck for Christmas, baby. That’s what you get when you’re on the naughty list. Santa’s dick in your ass.”

She turns her head and winks. “Well, aren’t I a lucky girl?”