NTR: My Apartment Complex

Instead of continuing to take it deep as before, she lowered her upper body even closer, sticking out her soft, reddish-pink tongue to begin licking all around the swelling glans.

Each stroke of her tongue swept across the sensitive ridge of the glans, licking away the remaining trails of transparent fluid and creating deeply lewd smacking noises in the quiet room.

Amidst those clumsy yet eagerly eager-to-please licking strokes, a chaotic, aggrieved, and choked thought welled up involuntarily in Erin’s mind:

"Oh god... why do I have to kneel on the floor to service a student like this...? And yet... yet this is my first time ever doing something like this in my life..."

The sensation of the soft oral cavity just now was truly wonderful, but a new idea suddenly flashed in my mind, making me hesitate not a second longer. I gently pushed her head away, then leaned my back straight down onto the comfortable mattress, resting my hands behind my head with an expression of supreme comfort and eager anticipation. Looking at the female teacher still kneeling on the floor in such a disheveled state, I smirked and casually proposed:

"Sit on top of me and ride it."

Hearing that, Erin opened her eyes wide in shock, shaking her head frantically as if she had just heard the most absurd story in the world. She stammered in panic, her tone carrying extreme dissatisfaction and disbelief:

"Huh? Didn’t you promise you wouldn’t fuck me anymore?"

I chuckled with amusement at the teacher’s defensive reaction, my eyes glued to her trembling, seductive figure as I replied flatly:

"Well, this time you’re riding it yourself."

Knowing full well she couldn’t fight the unruly nature of the student before her, Erin immediately backed away, refusing resolutely:

"No way, I’m not doing it."

Yet, I wasn’t going to let my trapped prey go that easily. I persisted with a coaxing yet overwhelmingly authoritative tone to persuade her:

"Hurry up and ride it, you’ll control your own hip rhythm. It won’t exceed your tolerance limit."

Erin bit her plump lips tightly, bracing her hands against the floor and backing away further to escape. Quicker than lightning, I lunged forward, grabbed her wrist, yanked her back, and spoke in a husky, threatening tone:

"Don’t go, you’re not escaping."

Realizing she had been cornered and completely stripped of any choice, the teacher sighed helplessly, offering a condition in bitter compromise:

"Fine... promise you won’t thrust your dick up from below."

I laughed heartily, nodding firmly:

"I promise."

Given the pledge, Erin gritted her teeth and climbed onto my large body. She knelt astride my torso, her timid gaze looking down at the phallus standing erect like a small pillar, pointing straight up into the air with interwoven blue veins and dripping with slimy fluids.

With trembling hands, she leaned forward and used her fingers to pry open her swollen, reddish-pink, fluid-dripping vulva herself. Closing her eyes tightly, she carefully aligned the phallus straight with her cleft, then slowly lowered her body’s center of gravity.

As the scorching flesh began swallowing the massive glans, a choked moan escaped her throat:

"Ughmmm... so big..."

Seeing her hesitate and want to stop, I urged her on in an authoritative tone:

"Lower it all the way down."

Complying with my words, Erin dared not hesitate; she continued to force herself to relax her body to swallow the long, thick shaft entirely inside. Her tender vaginal cavity was plowed and stretched to the absolute limit. Her spine arched into a gorgeous curve like that of a cat, her eyes wide open and staring blankly at the ceiling in panic, her reddish-pink tongue lolling out from the sudden rush of pleasure and overwhelming sensation:

"Aghhmmm... too deep..."

She braced her trembling hands against my muscular chest for balance, panting in intermittent breaths. Seizing the opportunity while she was exposed, I suddenly lashed out, tearing her tight turtleneck sweater right down the middle so it ripped apart to the sides and flew off. The flimsy lace bra could no longer hide anything, instantly exposing her large, snow-white breasts with their nipples swollen and rigid from arousal.

My hands immediately lunged forward, aggressively kneading her soft, sweat-drenched breasts in my palms, distorting their shape with every heavy breath she took. Staring straight into her lust-dazed eyes, I gave a low-pitched command:

"Come on, ride it."

Beneath my tight grip and overwhelming urging, Erin bit her trembling lips, helplessly accepting the fate of a trapped prey. Gritting her teeth, the teacher began lifting her slender hips slightly to initiate movement.

She slowly raised her body and lowered it again at a snail’s pace, inch by inch, letting the massive, erect phallus sink deep inside her moist, scorching vaginal cavity. The relentless friction between the tender walls of flesh and the veiny surface of the phallus produced slimy, squelching sounds that echoed distinctly through the quiet room. Every single time she forced her body down to the base, her internal womb was filled by an overwhelming weight, nearly causing her to faint from pleasure.

Unable to suppress the tingling waves running down her spine, Erin’s throat began to emit broken, shy, and wildly lewd moans matching her slow riding rhythm:

"Aghh... um... slow down... that spot... too deep..."

Her fingertips clawed tightly into my chest for support, while her hips continued reluctantly pushing and pulling in a difficult yet seductive rhythm atop my body.

Watching the female teacher kneeling above, slowly riding with her sweat-drenched buttocks swaying to the rhythm, the flame of desire within me burned even more fiercely. My hands refused to stay still; one hand slid down and stroked all the way along Erin’s full, rounded thighs. The smooth black silk hosiery wrapping her sleek thighs created a soft, cool, yet incredibly alluring sensation beneath my fingertips.

Slap!

Unable to contain my excitement, I suddenly swung my hand down and struck a sharp blow against her bouncing, rhythmic buttocks. The crisp sound of colliding flesh rang out, making Erin’s entire body bounce up a notch, her plump flesh jiggling with the shockwave.

Simultaneously, my other hand found her heaving breasts pounding wildly beneath the torn bra. Using two fingers, I pinched her already stiffly swollen nipple, continuously rolling, pulling, and toying with it endlessly.

The dual, relentless assault from both ends of her body, coupled with the sensation of the massive phallus plunging deep and filling her womb to the brim, completely shattered Erin’s reason. She no longer had a shred of sanity or energy left to fend off my perverted touching. Her eyes grew hazy with bliss, her head swaying with the slow riding rhythm, her throat continuously emitting lewd, choked, and unconscious moans:

"Aghh... aching... my nipples ache so much... um... ahhh... don’t... don’t slap my butt... ahhh.....!"

The feeling of the beauty’s body trembling violently in ecstasy only heightened my excitement. Glancing up at her flushed, sweat-soaked face, the corners of my lips curled into a cunning smile. Deliberately freezing my hips in place with the massive phallus buried deep inside her womb, I lowered my voice to a husky threat right beside her ear:

"My obedient Teacher Erin, open your mouth now and say ’it feels good’. If you refuse to say it, I’ll break my promise and thrust my hips up from below."

Amidst the storm of pleasure ravaging her brain and the sheer terror of being violently battered by the oversized phallus, Erin’s reason had completely evaporated. She no longer had the mental capacity to maintain the dignity or pride of an educator. Physiological instinct and the desperate craving to escape this torment forced her to blurt out through choked, lewd sobs:

"I... It feels so good... hic... you wicked student... don’t thrust up... it feels so good I could die... ahhh...!"

Hearing the teacher blurt out those lewd, submissive confessions unconsciously, the corners of my lips curled even further into an ultimate triumphant smirk. The arousal seemed to reach its peak as I vividly felt each scorching contraction from deep inside the vaginal cavity hugging the rigid phallus.

Without hesitating another second, I suddenly raised my hand and struck another hard blow against her round, sweat-drenched buttocks.

A sharp, crisp slap echoed across the room, making her voluptuous rear vibrate violently, the flesh wobbling with each shockwave. Leaning in close, roughly kneading her large breasts while teasing in a challenging tone:

"It feels amazing, doesn’t it, serious teacher? Don’t be lazy. Hurry up and ride faster, or I really will break my promise and thrust up myself."

Cornered by the overbearing threat of her student, Erin bit her plump lips tightly, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment and anger. Filled with grievance and humiliation as she was, the teacher had no choice but to grit her teeth in compromise, panting and muttering a reply through choked sobs:

"I know... stop rushing me... you perverted student..."

Given the concession from her opponent, Erin took a deep breath, pouring all her remaining strength into her tired legs and hips to pick up the pace. No longer maintaining her previous slow speed, she began accelerating, continuously lifting her hips high and slamming them down more rapidly.

Every upward and downward motion meant the massive, veiny phallus slid madly in and out of the vaginal cavity. The relentless high-speed friction caused the internal temperature of the flesh walls to spike to a burning pitch.

The tender, scorching vulva felt as though it were melting, continuously contracting and sucking on every fiber of the phallus with a breath-taking grip.

Squishing, wet noises rang out endlessly, blending with the sound of splattering juices around her cleft. The rapid and urgent riding made her body’s center of gravity sway wildly, pushing Erin into an inescapable vortex of pleasure. She could no longer maintain her usual composure, throwing her head back, her glazed eyes staring blankly at the ceiling while her reddish-pink-tongue lolled out from being overloaded.

Her throat continuously burst out with violent, shattered, and wildly lewd moans matching her own merciless pounding:

"Aghh... um... too fast... no... ahhh... that spot... too deep... it feels so good I could die... aaaaa...!"