FUNNY NYMPHEET

I'm not the type of man who surrenders to women, I like having power, having control, that's why I don't usually have relationships with the same person too often, so as not to run the risk of developing an affective bond.

Most of the women I date are either my age or older than I am.

It's not that I don't like going out with the younger ones, it's just that the younger ones get attached faster, and I don't want any girl demanding attention or exclusivity from me, but Celine awakened something in me that no one had ever awakened before, the desire to go hunting, not because I wanted to, but because I needed to.

I need to prove that she's just as weak and easy as the others.

She makes me want to constantly challenge her, her look is that of a wild animal and at the same time being sweet, her voice is soft and at the same time aggressive, she is a surprising mix of girl and woman.

I went home thinking about how I should punish her for all the aggression with which she treated me and for all the comparisons she made to me.

- Old.

If every old man fucked like I do, she'd change her mind and just hook up with them.

I parked my car in my garage, and hurried to go take a shower, as I was going to receive a visit from one of my students who repeated in my subject.

I knew the fact that she wanted that extra class was just an excuse for me to fuck her, and that's not something I do with anyone, but as it was a pretty stressful day, I needed to unload, so I wasn't going to deny it if she wanted.

I took a shower, put on comfortable clothes, but not so casual, put on some perfume, I was at the reception point when the doorbell rang.

Monique: Hi teacher? She looked me up and down, as usual.

I've never hooked up with Monique, but she keeps trying to arrange to go out with me and I always make up an excuse, she's too clingy, and I don't like those things.

- Hi, you're right on time, you can come in.

I spoke sympathetically.

Monique: Wow Kyle does that smell all come from you?

- I think so, I replied.

What an older song, I thought.

I took it to my study room, it's full of books, desks and computers that I built myself.

I separated everything I needed to help her, because although I was willing to fuck her, she needed to do well on the test, and I would do my job right as I always did.

- Sit down Monique.

She looked at me with a longing look, but obeyed.

Monique: oh Ky, you know I came here with other intentions don't you?

- Like this? I'm not understanding you?

I lied, I knew exactly what she wanted.

Monique: Don't try to play the ignorant teacher.

He spoke, getting back on his feet, and approached me.

- Monique, you need to get a very good grade to pass my test.

Monique: I know all your stuff Ky, I'll do fine, I won't get bombed again if you give me what I want.

- So you bombed on purpose?

I had already heard students talk about it, but I thought it was really stupid for someone to go bad on a chair, just so I could fuck the teacher.

I took all the comments as a joke, but now I see it was true. I have psychopathic and stupid students, because harming their studies like that is very stupid.

- So you're going to keep hurting yourself if I don't give you what you want?

She came even closer, pulled my shirt off and sat me in the chair, and climbed on top of me, legs apart.

Monique: It's not that hard Ky, do with me what you usually do with others will you?

She said grabbing my hands and placing them on her breasts.

I quickly felt my cock come to life.

Monique is a beautiful woman, but she's shallow.

Monique: I can already feel someone excited down here.

I pulled her dress off, and took it off.

She was wearing a set of black lingerie made of lace.

She took off my shirt, and started kissing my ear, running her tongue down my neck.

- Stop.

She looked at me startled at my refusal.

- Do you know why I don't fuck with just anyone Monique?

Monique: No, why?

- Because most want to command, they try to exert power over me, they make insinuations, using their own body as bait.

I got up and put her on her feet, in her panties and bra in front of me, and she didn't understand anything.

- If you want me to eat you, it will be my way, understand?

She looked at me still scared, but shook her head in a positive sign.

- Take off your bra.

She took them off, slowly.

Her breasts were small but firm.

- Now take off your panties.

She obeyed again, and took off her panties, leaving her completely naked.

- Now sit on this table, putting each foot on each of its ends, being completely open to me.

I said pointing to the square wooden table behind her.

And so she did, getting totally grinned at me.

She looked a little embarrassed by the exposure.

I took off my slugs and underwear, getting fully naked in front of her as well.

She devoured me with her eyes.

My cock was hard and throbbing.

- Now masturbate for me.

She widened her eyes at my request, but slowly took one of her hands to her pussy, and started touching herself, and I did the same with a little distance.

As she touched herself and saw me touching myself, she gave little moans, and I saw her pussy shine, demonstrating how wet she was.

Monique: Oh Ky, I'm very excited watching you masturbate like this, please eat me.

That was exactly the effect I had on women, the anxiety and desire to be fucked by me.

I approached her, and grabbed both her breasts.

- I'm going to squeeze the nipples of your breasts little by little, and you're going to tell me when it hurts, understand?

In the meantime, keep touching yourself.

I started squeezing the nipples, and she closed her eyes, and I increased the pressure, and she started moaning and masturbating faster, and I squeezed a little harder, and she started moaning loudly, and uncontrollably.

Monique: Oh Ky, I'm going to come, keep squeezing, I'm going...

Before she finished the sentence, I left her breasts and she opened her eyes trying to find out why.

Monique: Why didn't you continue? I was almost there.

I turned my back on her without answering her, went to my room and got a condom.

I came back, and she was in the same position, attentive to my every step.

- Keep playing Monique.

She went back to masturbating, and I placed the condom in front of her.

I approached and went back to squeezing her nipples.

Monique: How nice is that teacher, that's horny.

When I realized that she was close to coming again, I told her to stop masturbating, and I entered her, hard and violently.

I kept squeezing her nipple, harder and harder, while she moaned desperately.

Monique: Fuck me, Ky, fuck me, that's delicious.

I felt her pussy squeeze me, warning me that I was about to come, so I abandoned her.

- You'll only come when I say you will, understand?

Monique: She was clearly excited and breathing heavily.

- Now get on all fours on that table.

She quickly straightened up and got on all fours, giving me a privileged view of her anus and pussy.

I approached and ran my tongue lightly over her anus, making her release a small moan, then I continued the Greek kiss with more intensity and she moaned louder.

Monique: Fucking hell, what kind of man is that, he said in between moans.

I used my fingers to masturbate her while I licked her ass.

Monique: Ky, I can't hold it anymore, I'm going to come, I...

I abandoned her again, took her off the table, and took her to my room.

- Climbs on my couch and continues on all fours Monique.

She obeyed, and I entered her, pulled her long hair, and turned my hand around, and started to thrust into her, harder than the first time.

I was extremely aroused, dying to come, so I increased the speed of my movements as I listened to Monique beg me to fuck her harder.

- She's really bitchy. I thought

I felt her walls already closing in.

- Enjoy hot, go enjoy.

She surrendered to orgasm, and I accompanied her, it was strong, intense and violent, the way I like it.

I took my cock out of her, and she had shaky legs, she sat up and looked at me.

Monique: Now I know why women don't leave your foot Ky, it's worth running after to have a wonderful orgasm like that.

If she thinks I'm going to fuck her again, she's sorely mistaken.

I don't want a piece of gum on my foot, I thought.

Monique: I didn't know you liked that kind of teacher sex.

- You don't know many things Monique, but now get dressed, it's late, and I have some commitments now. Since you already know all the material, I demand a high grade.

Monique: It's okay Ky, I already got what I wanted, and you'll get the high note.

- It was just what I needed, exchanging sex for a note that she needs.

She went to get her clothes, got dressed and kissed me.

Until then I had not had this contact with her, but the kiss was good, but nothing that could make me lose control.

I still hadn't found the right kiss.

That kiss that makes me lose track of time and space. But if one day I find it, I might even think about the possibility of fucking the owner of that kiss more than twice. I thought.

Monique left and I went to throw away the condom and took a long shower.

My mind took me to Celine.

- Fucking abused nymphet. I spoke loudly.

I didn't know why she had unsettled me so much.

I needed to find a way to punish her, I kept thinking about it.

I went out to dinner, enjoying my own company, then came home and got ready for bed.

Of course, I didn't have any commitments, as I had told Monique, I just wanted to get rid of her soon.

I lay down on the bed and finally fell asleep, without having the slightest idea that the next day that fucking nymphet would drive me crazy again.

I woke up, had my coffee and got ready to go to university.

As always, I arrived being interdicted by students without a shred of self-respect.

I was listening to them chatter when I saw Celine passing by, she was the only one in the hall not looking at me, so I decided to say good morning.

She paused for a while and turned to me, giving me a poorly crafted response in front of the other students.

I asked the others to leave, walked up to Celine, and asked her what her problem was.

She said the problem was me.

The same thing I told her when she asked me the same thing the day before.

In addition to being sassy and debauched, she was also vindictive.

When I said that I really was a problem, implying that she was running away from me because she was afraid to face me, she told me that she didn't run away from them because she was used to annihilating them.

She always had a sharp comeback for me, and it turned me on.

I looked at her defiantly, but she was quick to say that she needed to get to class before I made her late.

When she turned her back on me and walked away I felt like confronting her more boldly.

I asked when was the last time she had sex.

She stopped again and then looked at me in bewilderment, not quite believing I had the nerve to ask her that.

In addition to calling me crazy, he also called me nosy.

I got closer to her again, leaving our bodies very close to each other and then I spoke in her ear that usually those who don't have sex live stressed like her, so I told her to have sex.

I didn't give her time to answer, I turned my back making sure I had hit her squarely.

I gave the first class again, and I knew that the second class would be in her room, I was already prepared for her sharp jokes, what I didn't expect was that she would put a red carpet at the entrance to the room.

I was standing in the doorway, trying to locate her, when I saw her, looking at me, all mockery.

I stepped over the rug, walked over to the table and asked who had put the rug over the door, even though I knew it was her.

Even if I didn't know it, the room gave her away with just a look.

She laughed again, having fun with the whole situation, and I asked her the reason for the joke and if she was the one who put the rug there, she confirmed with the biggest face, and even said that it was to honor the prestigious man that I am in the midst of female society.

She managed to get the whole room to start laughing at the show she put on to expose me.

She gave me a naughty look with a pen in her mouth, and it made me think of all sorts of things I could do with that pen.

I walked over to her, and once again whispered in her ear that I loved rugs, and that I loved using rugs to fuck women, and that her skin would be prominent on top of the rug in question.

Then I went back to my desk, and I thanked her in front of the whole room, making it clear that I would repay the gift.

She was clearly embarrassed, and it made me extremely hard to see her like this.

Once again I sat down causing the table to hide my cock.

The class was whispering to each other, and I asked for silence, trying to balance my thoughts, not to do something crazy with that fucking girl right there in the room, in front of everyone.