NTR: My Apartment Complex

The powerful and rapid thrusts continued to pound deep inside her slippery vaginal cavity. The friction between the veiny phallus and her tender uterine walls generated an overwhelming wave of pleasure.

Overwhelmed by the successive waves of ecstasy, Erin’s body trembled violently. Panting in broken breaths, the teacher let out choked words of helpless reproach and humiliation right amidst the carnal delight:

"Ughm... ahhh... I knew it... I knew you were a pervert... ahhh... you bastard..."

Hearing that sulky and helpless remark from the serious female teacher, I felt no anger at all; instead, I found it even more amusing. Chuckling lowly, I continued to drive my deep, brutal strokes while leaning down to tease her:

"A pervert? Teacher Erin is so right... But if I weren’t a pervert, how could I ever enjoy your amazing body and such a plump, tight pussy like this? Come on, relax and enjoy this practical combat lesson, teacher."

Beneath the powerful and unremitting thrusts, the wooden desk began to emit creaking sounds, blending with the crisp, slapping noises of colliding flesh within the dark room. The weight of my body pressed heavily down onto Erin’s slender back, forcing her to endure every single ruthless, deep assault straight into the depths of her womb. The surging ecstasy completely shattered the teacher’s reason, and physiological tears welled up at the corners of her eyes from being utterly overwhelmed by the relentless waves of lust.

Unable to bear the furious pace and the terrifying size devastating the inside of her body, Erin sobbed aloud, her hands gripping the edge of the desk so tightly her knuckles turned white as she choked out a plea:

"Hugo... please... slow down... I... I can’t take much more... ahhh...!"

Hearing that feeble, helpless plea, I curved my lips into a cunning smirk. I eased up on my hip rhythm slightly, replacing the wild pounding with deep, slow, yet incredibly insidious grinding strokes that rubbed directly against the most sensitive spots within her vaginal walls.

Leaning in close to her ear, I spoke in a husky, teasing, and provocative tone:

"What’s wrong, teacher? Begging for mercy already after just this much? Or... are you starting to like this and getting addicted to the feeling?"

Hit right where it hurt in the middle of her ecstasy, Erin’s pretty face flushed crimson all the way to the tips of her ears. An educator’s pride made her shake her head frantically, offering a stubborn retort even though her body was still trembling with pleasure:

"Don’t... don’t talk nonsense... I don’t like it at all... don’t assume things..."

I laughed aloud at her endearingly stubborn expression. Instantly, I swung my hips in a powerful, decisive thrust, driving the shaft deep to the hilt all the way to her cervix, eliciting a sharp cry from Erin. I added an arrogant tease right against her feverish skin:

"It’s just that my dick is too amazing, making it impossible for you to resist anymore, right?"

The tight, scorching warmth from Erin’s vaginal cavity, combined with her naive reactions from someone entirely inexperienced in the trials of romance, drove me into a frenzy of excitement. While my hips maintained a steady, friction-filled grind that produced slimy, squelching sounds below, I leaned close to the teacher’s ear, breathing hot air as I whispered with triumphant mockery:

"It seems... I’ve taken Teacher Erin’s priceless first time, haven’t I? No wonder your pussy is so tight, tender, and clinging to my dick as if refusing to let go..."

Hearing that direct and mocking question, Erin’s entire body froze for a beat. Her already flushed face turned even redder; shyness, embarrassment, and sulkiness intertwined in her chest, making her nearly burst into tears.

Erin bit her lip until it turned pale, using her final shred of pride to retort in broken, panting breaths:

"You... you’re so shameless... Stop guessing and making wild assumptions... ahhh...!"

Giving her no chance to continue making excuses or denials, I abruptly changed tactics. Gripping Erin’s slender waist tightly with both hands, I lifted my hips high and brought them down in extremely powerful, rapid strikes. Each brutal plunge hammered straight to the bottom of her womb, causing the teacher’s slender body to vibrate violently with every collision.

"Aghh... um... ahhh...!"

Struck with an overwhelming and sudden intensity, Erin’s pretty eyes rolled back in shock as she was swept away by a breathless wave of ecstasy. Her tender vaginal cavity contracted frantically, tightening around the veiny phallus as if trying to hold onto it.

Shattered, continuous, and wildly lewd moans escaped her control, echoing throughout the room.

As the carnal rhythm was pushed to its absolute peak, I leaned down completely, burying my face into Erin’s large, full, rounded breasts. Even through the flimsy clothing and underwear, the brimming, soft mounds and the warmth of her body pressing against my face produced an incredible sensation that stimulated me down to my very brain.

Licking and inhaling her body scent blended with faint sweat, I spoke in a husky, satisfied voice amidst my heavy breathing:

"Your breasts are amazing, Erin... How could I ever bring myself to let you go after this?"

The relentless, ruthless thrusts showed no signs of stopping, hammering away deep inside and leaving Erin’s vaginal cavity burning like fire. Under the heavy crushing weight and sheer destructive intensity, the teacher completely lost all self-control, her tear-filled eyes staring blankly as her hands gripped the table until her knuckles turned white.

Caught amidst those breathtaking waves of ecstasy, Erin threw her head back to moan unconsciously, her broken, choked voice ringing out:

"Hugo... please... slow down... I... can’t take it anymore... ahhh... slow down..."

Hearing the hopeless, pitiful, and helpless pleas of the serious female teacher, I let out a low chuckle right against her breasts. Slowing my hip rhythm slightly, I purposefully withdrew almost all the way before plunging deep in one single thrust to the hilt, grinding directly against her sensitive G-spot and making Erin’s body jerk.

Leaning close to her ear, I teased triumphantly:

"Slow down? Your mouth tells me to slow down, but your pussy down below is clamping tight onto my dick and refusing to let go. Looks like you’re getting hooked and loving it to pieces, dearest Teacher Erin?"

Under the pressure of those relentless hip-strokes and the blatant teasing, Erin’s pretty face flushed bright red like a ripe tomato. The dignity of someone standing at a podium imparting knowledge to students every day seemed to be locked in a fierce battle with the covert fire of desire spreading through her chest. Biting her lip until it bled, she tried to use the last shred of fragile honor to deny my claims, even though her voice was now pitifully trembling and broken:

"No... that’s not true at all... You... stop framing me and imagining up all these perverted things...!"

Hearing that feeble and unconvincing denial, I didn’t mind it in the least and simply let out a low laugh. The laughter echoing through the silent room carried supreme arrogance and provocation, making the teacher’s chest heave even more violently.

I purposely paused for a beat, keeping the shaft buried deep within her scorching vaginal walls before slowly rotating my hips in a circular motion. The intense friction at that tricky angle made Erin’s entire body jerk, a jolt of electricity shooting down her spine that nearly caused her collapse.

Leaning close to her ear, which was burning red with embarrassment, I blew hot air against her smooth skin and delivered a punishing tease:

"Why bother denying it, Teacher Erin? Your mouth utters words of refusal, but the expression on your face and the way your pussy is contracting and sucking on my dick give away every secret. Your body is far more honest than your reason... Shall I continue to ’teach’ you to understand your own body better?"

Even though the pleasure from the continuous hip-strokes was gradually defeating her reason, Erin tried to cling to the last remnants of a teacher’s dignity. Biting her teeth together, she mustered her remaining strength to pant and utter a hopeless retort:

"That... that’s just a physiological... natural bodily reflex... In reality... in reality, I don’t like it at all... ahhh... don’t... don’t do this..."

Hearing that rigid and stubborn excuse, I couldn’t help but snicker. The final thread of patience in me seemed to snap at her obstinacy.

"A physiological reflex, you say? Then let me help you remember this reflex even more profoundly," I whispered in a deep tone by her ear.

Instantly, I completely changed tactics. Gone were the leisurely paces or teases; I let out a low growl, swinging my hips to accelerate to the absolute limit. Each thrust pounded deep inside her vaginal cavity with a dizzying, furious, and violent force.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The sound of colliding flesh echoing against the wall rang out continuously, relentlessly denying anyone a moment to breathe. The terrifying destructive power caused Erin’s slender body to shake violently with every single stroke. The teacher rolled her eyes toward the ceiling, her small mouth parted, and her reddish-pink tongue lolled out from being completely overwhelmed by the supreme waves of ecstasy. Her tender vaginal walls were plowed continuously, contracting to squeeze the veiny phallus until it ached.