Chapter 10: Submitting to Him

“Damn! Your ass so fat I’m gonna kill myself!” He joked.

“Stop it,” she chuckled.

James spanked her ass. It was a hard slap, causing her ass to jiggle and arousing excitement in her like she’d never felt it. He pressed his body against her, teasing her with his erection he was rubbing against her swollen pussy.

It made her even more horny, and she could feel the wetness flooding her pussy and pouring down her thighs.

She wants his dick. She wants his damn big cock!

“Give me that cock Daddy!” She yelled.

Pussy smothered against his bulge, she felt the closest she’d ever been to James grinding against his hard, growing erection, their clothes the only frustrating barrier between the two.

She wanted him inside of her. And he knew that, too. 

Her nipples poked through her dress like they were puckering for a kiss. Feeling how hard she’d gotten,

He took out his dick and she felt the huge veiny missile between her legs. She was about to look back but then felt his large hand hold her head in place.

“Don't you look back without Daddy’s permission,” he said.

She smiled. She loved how dominant he sounded.

“I’m into this too,” she whispered mischievously.

But instead of putting it in, he rubbed it between her thighs, stroking his dick. She felt it there, running and invoking pleasure and arousal.

“Urgh!” She moaned as she thrust between her thighs, the warmth and pleasure messing with her brain.

Then he reached out and grabbed one of her boobs, squeezing it as she thrust his dick again. The friction of his thrusting felt like heaven to her but it was not enough. She wanted him inside her.

The pleasure he awakened in Isabella was overwhelming, an enticement that had her yearning for more.  She was practically a toy to his lusts, and she loved it.

Soon he cummed, the thick cum sliding down her thighs.

“Can I look back now, Daddy?” She purred.

“Good you asked like a good girl.”

Cum slithering down her thighs, she tensed up as James slowly lifted off of her, expression intense but unreadable. Was it already over? No, she didn’t want this to end now the bed was so cold, and she’d just adjusted to his thick tongue’s rhythm.

She motioned to get up along with him, and then he dropped his pants.

James smirked, hearing her loudly gulp. His dick was hungry for a pounding, the craving only intensified by seeing the shock in Isabella’s eyes. He’d never spare a dull moment for his kitten, so long as she submitted to his wishes.

She knew the procedure, panties slung to the floor, bare boobs hanging for her professor to admire.  She would not let his dick scare her. She would take the lead.

She stood up and then  kissed him again. He drew closer, grabbed her waist, and drew her towards his body, deepening their kiss.

How Isabella  had dreamed of moments like this for so long. He ran his hands through her hair and kissed her, pulling at it a little. She loved it.

She loved the delicious pain she felt from it, the sensation coursing through her veins as their tongues intertwined and played games in each other's mouths.

She could feel her pussy tingling and the continued wetness between her thighs. James’s arms went to her legs, lifting her and placing her on his waist. He kissed her deeper, pushing her slowly till they reached the floor. They kept kissing with James sitting on the floor and Isabella sitting on top of him.

She touched his lap and shifted to the erect rod between his legs. 

She reached to grab it, but he held her hand, stopping her.

"You'll regret it," he said in a raspy voice, still kissing her.

"When have I ever?” she replied.

Isabella  wrapped her hands around his shoulders and started to kiss his neck. He smelt of manliness, this warm, raw smell that she loved.

She bit his ear.

"I want you to finger me," she told him.

"Huh?"

"Do it."

James gave her a devilish smirk. 

She felt his fingers on her thigh, slowly rubbing it before it moved upwards. She smiled in satisfaction.  His fingers were between her legs, exploring all the contents of her pussy. 

She moaned.

She had not even taken her pants off. How had he found her clit already? His first touch had been uncertain, perhaps because he was unsure it was the right place, given that everywhere was dark. But then he pressed down harder, making her moan loudly. He had hit her G-spot.

He laughed softly when she moaned.

His finger was rubbing that little lump, and her legs were trembling. Then he put one finger inside, and she almost died from pleasure. She moaned. 

He put his second finger inside, and Isabella  held her breath because she knew if she didn't, she would scream so loud everyone in the neighborhood would know what was happening.

She felt so much pleasure she felt like she was going to faint. 

His fingers were fast before, but now they were faster, so much quicker she could feel her climax approaching. 

But James suddenly stopped and took his fingers out. She looked up at him in confusion, her legs spread wide apart like she was about to deliver a baby. She raised an eyebrow. She looked down.

His dick looked so hard it was threatening to tear his trousers.  She giggled. 

"Well, what are you waiting for?" she asked her eyes on his dick.

He unzipped his trousers. 

She could not wait to have that dick in her. She wanted to swallow it all in her two lips. 

He took off his trousers, and her pussy tingled in anticipation of it, and she had a shudder.

What a whore she was.

James leaned towards her, his big dick standing upright, and yanked her undergarments off her waist, revealing her wet and ready pussy.

As he lifted her legs above his broad, newly stripped shoulders, she braced for the pressure that was about to rip through her, teeth gnawing onto the sheets, because she was certain she’d scream.

He bent towards her, and his dick slowly entered her. Isabella gasped as she took him in. He was so big and he filled her up.

James had thrust his dick inside, bending over her as he went deeper and deeper; he was so big, too big, that Isabella couldn’t process anything but his mind-blowing dick. Her pussy was being invaded, stretched like an elastic band. She didn’t know if he was about to split her right open or if they were locked in this burning position yet, somehow, he pushed even farther, filling her with his long, thick cock.

“Ngh!” she moaned, her hand reaching his hair as pleasured exploded about her body.

He stretched her pussy, and it felt good. Then James started to move, fucking her pussy with precision. He thrust slowly into her, swallowing her whole.

Isabella moaned as he did that, her legs trembling from pleasure. Then he increased in speed. His thrusts became faster and faster.

“Urgh! Ah! Ngh! Urgh!” Isabella moaned as he increased his thrusting.

She felt like she would burst from all the pleasure she was feeling. But she wanted more.

“Harder! Harder!” She cried.

James increased in speed and Isabella screamed and moaned as ecstasy coursed through her brains. She had never been fucked this way before. She loved it!

Then he started fucking her harder.

The room blanked before Isabella’s eyes as James drove in and out of her pussy. He knew that she loved it, feared the pain but lusted for the pleasure. 

She’d never been handled this rough. Being humped on the bed like he had no limits, no obsession beyond arousing his student with his immense cock.