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I have seen a few porno’s where someone is being dominant, and while I don’t think I can do the whole whips and chains thing, I think I might be able to do the rest.
I kick off my shoes, and then my pants, while I use my hands to guide her mouth up and down my shaft.
She looks so sexy in her white lacy bra and matching panties, my large c*ck distending her lips and cheeks as she tries to swallow as much of it as she can. I lean over her, and unsnap her bra, freeing her two large melons from their lacy prison. Her nipples are large and hard, and her breasts only sag a little, despite their large size.
Remembering something else I’d seen in a porno, and hoping that my new strength is up to it, I bend over and to the side of Professor Jane, wrap my arms around her waist, and she looks at me in confusion. I heave, and she squeals, as I spin her upside down and bring her panty-covered cr*tch to my mouth.
She moans as my lips touch her already wet panties, and I feel her warm wet mouth engulf my c*ck once more, and her arms wind around my legs. I nibble and lick her covered crotch, eliciting moans from her, as she sucks some bliss-filled sounds from me as well.
She really knows how to give head, and I feel myself coming close, but I don’t want it to end yet, so I pull her up some more, then gently turn her, and set her back upright on the floor. I yank her panties down, before lifting her back up and setting her on the desk. I’m truly enjoying my newfound strength, and what it’s allowing me to do.
Pulling her legs apart, I’m now able to dive my face into her p*ssy, and taste her juices as they pour from her honey pot. She digs her heals into my back, as I attack her labia and cl*t with my lips, teeth, and tongue, crying out her pleasure at what I’m doing to her. She has a small patch of brown hair that slightly tickles my nose, but I’m enjoying this too much to care.
Soon enough, she starts coming, and my mouth is flooded with her juices. Much more than I think is normal, and I look up at her in confusion, some of her cum-flow dribbling off my chin.
"Professor Jane, I believe you just squirted," I tell her with glee.
"Call me Janet," she said, but I just look back to her p*ssy. I step to her side, and slip my two middle fingers into vag*na vigorously rubbing in a back and forth motion against the top wall.
Sure enough, after a few frantic seconds of this, she is cumming again, her juices arcing away from her desk, and splashing the floor in front of the first row of seats. Her body is shuddering violently in the throes of her squirting orgasm. Thank you internet, for teaching me that technique.
By this point, I’m dying to get into this hot older woman, and I hope that there has been enough of a break that I won’t blow my load right away.
As I place the tip of my John Thomas at her opening, I hear Janet suck in a fearful breath.
Then, she said fearfully, "I—I don’t think that will fit. . . It’s too big."
I smile, as I rub the head of my granite hard schlong up and down her sopping slit. I then start to push forward, only to pull back, before I feel any pressure against my cock. Janet moans in frustration, but I have to keep playing the confidence game.
I repeat the action a couple more times, each eliciting frustrated noises from the professor.
"Do you want this?" I ask, and she nods eagerly.
"I can’t hear you," I state, using the same tone she’d used with me earlier.
"Yes," she whimpers.
"Yes, what?" I ask her, wanting her to tell me how badly she wants my cock.
"Yes, master!"
Master? (O_O)
That’s unexpected.
"Your slave wants her master’s c*ck to pulverize her c*nt. Your slave wants to be split in two by that monster rod of yours. F*ck her, master. Make your slave happy, and f*ck her!"
I’m stunned by this sudden switch in behavior for only a moment, and then before I can let doubt sink in, I say
"Then take it, and put it inside you."
She eagerly reaches for my member, gripping my rod, and pulls me towards her small flower. She rubs my head against her slick vagina a few times, moaning as she does so, lubricating my cock, before wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me hard towards her. All fear about my size must have been lost in her lust and desire for me.
She is a tight fit, though not as tight as Tina or Stephanie, and nowhere near as constricting as Vage. There is a fire burning in her that almost scorches my pecker from its heat.
Janet cries out in bliss as bit by bit I sink my meat into her, and as with Stacy, I was soon fully sheathed in her burning p*ssy.
She loosens her legs, and I pull back, but she tightens them again forcefully, slamming my rod back into her depths. Reaching for her tits, I tweak her large nipples, making her moan even louder. I devoutly hope no one will hear us, and come to investigate, but I’m also too far along to try and put a stop to this now.
"Yes, master. F*ck your slave. She has never had anything so big in her before,"
Janet cries out. The third person speech is a little odd, but erotic at the same time. Almost as if I have my own cheerleader.
"Ruin her p*ssy, and claim it as only yours, master!"
Our pelvises take up a steady smacking rhythm as I slam in and out of her. Her arms grab the back of my neck, and pulls my mouth down to hers as her inner muscles suddenly grip me hard, and her cum squirts all over my pelvis, and dribbles from my balls. The feeling is exquisite, and I groan into our kiss, intensifying her orgasm with the sound of my voice.