Page 10 of One Night With My Grumpy Professor Daddy

Wow, his body is Amazing!

Feeling his cock firmly pressed against me as his tongue crashes in and out of my mouth causes my pussy to quiver with want. With every growing pant, we tear at each other, and in one swift movement, faster than our hearts are beating, his clothes are off, and my dress is over my head. I’m left in just a thong, desperate and vulnerable, in need of any kind of relief, lying on top of him. Realizing we’re exposed with only the night sky to protect us, I look back and see the beach is cleared—how long were we dancing for? Time is distorted. He pulls my head up toward him, and I moan at the invasion of his tongue. He moves from my waist to my breasts, cupping them in his big hands. God, everything about this man feels and smells so good, and I’m too far gone to have any rational thoughts— all I know for sure is that I want him. The only thing separating us is the thin layer of my thong and his boxers.

“I want you,” I pant.

His stiff hard-on against me as he pulls my ass closer, rubbing his bulge against my sweet spot. And before I can think myself out of it, I reach for his cock. He pulls back, holding my wrists. “Are you sure?” I can see him hanging on to the last strand of self-control. I nod impatiently, not wanting to give myself any chance to back out. Any nerves and thoughts that plagued me before being pushed to the back burner.

I’m ruled by my body and controlled by my lust.

This is exactly what this girl needs right now.

He thrusts his hips forward, signaling me to slide his boxers down. His cock springs out at full attention, and my eyes widen at the sight of him.

Holy shit.

I gasp, looking down at what may be too big to fit. My hand reaches out, cupping him.

He leans into my ear, and in a deep, guttural voice, he mumbles, “I just want you to know that if we do this, I’m gonna fuck you so good your legs are gonna tremble through tomorrow—do you think you can handle that?” Intimidated but determined, I squeeze him in response with a glint of lust in my eyes.

“That’s a good girl.”

Fuck.

Did he just say that?

My pussy begs for his attention, and a flood wells up between my legs,

His eyes are lit with a hungry fire that threatens to consume us both. A reassuring waft of cedar-salted air fills my senses. His big, roaming hands move between my legs, and he slips his fingers into my wetness. I bite my lip as he thrusts his finger in and out of me, stretching me as he slips in another.

“Ahhh...mmmm,” I moan.

His slick fingers rub between my folds.

“Dam sunshine, your pussy feels so good and wet— I want to taste you.” I’m undone as his rumbling tone fills my ear. Each thrust pushes me closer to the edge. A blinding need overtakes me; my chest is pinched so tight it’s almost painful to breathe. I need more now. Gently removing his hand from between my legs, I sit up and replace it with his cock, sharing my silent, obvious message.

I’m ready—please, fuck me now.

Using his head to tease my clit, I stimulate my juices, lowering myself on his shaft. My walls sting as he stretches me out. I roll my hips, maneuvering his thickness inside me. My pussy yearns— it hurts so good as I ride him slow and intentional, gasping and panting heavily, as his cock widens my wanting walls. His pelvis finally meets mine, “Gaah,” I gasp, but it’s too good to stop. It’s just us—no other care in the world.

“That’s good, sweetheart,” he mumbles and gently bites my neck, ravishing me as chills cascade all over my body.

“You’re doing it, sweetheart—take it all in.”

My head swirls in pleasure as my moans crash against the sounds of the ocean.

“Mmm...yes.”

“Do you like that?” His pelvis pumps against mine, and I gaze into his stormy orbs, panting back a whiny “Yes.” Grabbing my hips while thrusting intently, he mumbles, “Your pussy feels like heaven.” I buck on command, rolling my head in ecstasy,

“That’s it, sweet thing… That’s a good girl.” As I ride him like a trotting horse, he commands my body, pumping back. With each sweet stroke, I’m wetter, spilling my juices at his every whim.

A giggle builds in me as I realize he must have the patience of a saint. Because with his dick size, this is a hard-won ride for any lady. But I’ll be damned if I’m not up for the challenge. He moves his hand, thumbing my clit, adding to the flood dripping from my center. My stretched walls wrapped snuggly around his shaft begin to vibrate. I swirl and buck my hips to meet his. An ache moves through my belly from his big cock filling my center; I bite my lips to stop from crying out. It’s the kind of pain that you only feel with pleasure.

“Oh yes, fuck. Right there. I’m c…coming.” I pant out, my insides clench, and my head falls back With my walls still quivering in ecstasy, he smiles, raises his brow and says, “My turn.” In a sudden movement, he switches position so he’s behind me, and we’re on our knees. He grabs hold of the back of his dick, easily sliding into me. I scream and moan as he pumps in a steady rhythm. His fingers dig into my ass, forcing me against him. I lose it again; I’m melting, my body trembling and weak.

“Oh fuck,” I cry out at every delicious thrust as he plunges deeper and faster, hitting my spot from behind, each stroke sending me higher than the last. I bite my lips and look back as he’s sinking himself into me. His eyes are sparkling in the moonlight, and the sweat that streams down his chest makes me want to run my tongue all over him.

“You’re… you’re spectacular,” he says, staring directly into my eyes. The moment those words leave his mouth, I believe him. I want to believe everything he says.

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