Chapter 94 Horny professor fucks blind student 6
Jerome didn't say another word. He grabbed Daisy by her waist and spun her around. He pressed her chest flat against the cold, hard wood of the teacher’s desk. Her skirt was already hiked up, and her bare, wet pussy was sticking out, shining in the dim light of the lab. Behind them, thirty blind students sat perfectly still, listening to the recording of the biology lecture. They had no idea their favorite classmate was being turned into a living lesson.
"Stay flat, Daisy," Jerome growled. He leaned over her, his large chest pressing into her back. "Hands on the edge of the desk. Grip it tight. I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll feel in your bones."
Daisy’s fingers searched for the edge of the wood. She gripped it until her knuckles turned white. "Mmm... yes, Sir... ohhh... mmm... please..."
Jerome reached down and grabbed his cock. It was back to full strength, a dark, heavy rod that throbbed with every heartbeat. He rubbed the wet head against her opening, smearing her own juices all over her sensitive skin. Slide. Slime. Slide.
"Ugh... you're so open for me, Daisy. So ready."
"Aah... mmm... it's so hot... Sir... please... put it in... nnn-gh..."
Jerome didn't rush. He wanted this to be agonizing. He wanted her to feel every single millimeter of him. He pushed the head in, just a tiny bit. Squelch.
"Ohhh! Aah! Sir!" Daisy’s back arched. Her pussy walls snapped shut around him, tight and hungry. "It’s... it’s so big... mmm... ohhh..."
"That’s just the start, Daisy. Count it with me. Tell me how it feels to be filled by your Professor."
He pushed another inch. Slow. Relentless. He could feel her internal muscles pulse and stretch as his girth forced its way inside. .
"Mmm-nnn-gh... it's stretching me... aah... it's so deep... mmm..." Daisy’s voice was a thick, sweet whimper.
"Is it deep enough? Or do you want the half?"
"All of it! Ohhh... mmm... give me all of it! Nnn-gh!"
Jerome let out a low, guttural grunt—"Ugh... fuck..."—and pushed the rest of the way. He didn't stop until his balls slammed against her bottom. . He was buried to the hilt, his thick rod filling every corner of her wet, hot interior.
"AAA-HHH! YES! OH GOD! MMM-NNN-GH!" Daisy’s scream was muffled by the desk, but her body was shaking.
She felt like she was being split in two, but the heat was so good she couldn't stop moving her hips back against him.
"Stay still," Jerome commanded, his hands digging into her hips. "I want you to feel the weight of it. Feel how I own this pussy."
He stayed there for a moment, letting the sensation wash over them both. He could hear the scratching of the Braille pens from the students in the back rows. The sound of the lecture drone on. "Cells... divide... membranes... absorb..."
"Aah... mmm... I can feel you pulsing... mmm... it's so huge... Sir... ugh... mmm..."
Jerome began to pull out. He did it so slowly it was painful. He pulled back until only the tip was left inside her, then he paused.
"Don't... ohhh... don't leave... mmm... put it back! Please! Nnn-gh!"
"Beg me, Daisy. Tell me what you want me to do to this sweet pussy."
"Fuck me! Ohhh... mmm... fuck me hard! Fill me up again! Aah... mmm... mmm..."
Jerome slammed back in.. "OHHH! YES! AHHH! MMM!"
He started a slow, heavy rhythm. Out... and in. Out... and in. Every thrust was deliberate. Every move was designed to stretch her further. The sound of their bodies meeting was a wet, rhythmic heartbeat in the dark room.
"Mmm... ugh... you like the way I’m hitting the back, Daisy? Ugh! Does it feel like a lesson?"
"Yes! Aah... ohhh... mmm... it's the best lesson... mmm-nnn... ugh! Fuck! Yes! Sir!"
Jerome picked up the pace just a little bit. He started to hammer into her, his hips cracking against her backside. Thud-thud. Squelch-squish. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so he could see her face, her sightless eyes rolled back, her mouth hanging open as she moaned.
"Tell me who owns this pussy! Tell the whole class!"
"You! Ohhh... mmm... Professor Jerome! Ahhh! It's yours! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
"That's right. Every inch of you belongs to me. Ugh! Fuck! You're so tight, Daisy! Nnn-gh!"
The fuck was getting faster, more violent. Jerome was moving like a machine, his breath coming in hot, heavy grunts. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Daisy was a mess of sweet moans and shaking limbs. Her internal muscles were grabbing at him, pulsing in time with his thrusts. "Mmm-nnn! Aah! Ohhh! Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"I'm close, Daisy! I'm going to flood you! Ugh!!"
"NOW! SIR! AHHHH! MMM-NNN-GH! YESSS!"
Daisy’s body went into total shock. She let out a series of long, high, sweet moans that echoed off the lab equipment.
Her pussy clamped down on him with a force that made Jerome see stars. He let out a final, roaring grunt—"AAAAGH!"—and flooded her. He pumped his seed into her over and over, his body jerking with the force of it.
He collapsed on her back, his sweat-slicked skin sticking to her. He stayed inside her, feeling her walls continue to pulse around his softening rod.
"mmm... mmm..." Daisy panted, her head resting on her arms.
Jerome pulled out with a loud plop. He fixed his pants and walked over to the audio player. He turned it off. The room went silent.
"Class dismissed," he said, his voice perfectly calm. "Daisy, stay behind. You need to... clean up your workspace."