Psycho Prof’s Shower Seduction: My First Raw Fuck

Véronique’s car hummed through traffic. My cock still twitched from the pool—her mouth, her naked curves flashing in my mind. Heart slammed ribs. I was no boy anymore. Her apartment loomed, fifth floor, creaky elevator. Arms limp, desire choked me. She pressed close, tongue darting wicked. Promise of fire.

Her place cozy, empty since divorce. No men. She melted into me, head on shoulder. World flipped. ‘We reek of chlorine. Shower first.’ Huge glass stall, jets everywhere. I froze, clothes on. She laughed, stripped bold. My erection tented pants. ‘Help me, big boy?’ Hands shook as she yanked them off. Gripped my shaft, pulled me in.

Fever in the Steam

Hot water exploded. Steam blurred glass. Oil slicked my skin, fingers invading ass crack. Heart raced wild. I oiled her—back, ass, tits hardening. Dared between thighs, wet heat pulsing. She ground against my glans, moaning. Couldn’t hold—spurted hot ropes into suds. Beast roar escaped. She arched, ‘Albert! I cum!’ Body convulsed, guiding my hand to her clit fire.

Dried slow, tongues hungry. Naked on couch, her arm around neck. ‘First student I’ve fucked. Initiating you… perfect.’ Fingers twirled her bush. Divorce tales, wet panties in class, craving my touch. Breath quickened, hand stroked my reviving cock. Heat built again.

Blaze of Forbidden Ecstasy

Bedroom pull. Legs splayed wide. ‘See my pussy? That button—suck it.’ Musky scent hit like drug. Tongue dove in, lapped folds, clit swelling. Fingers plunged—one, two, three. She thrashed, tits mauled, hips bucking. ‘Fuck me now!’ Guided in—hot, silky grip. Thrusts instinctive, synced to her grind. Lips bit, saliva mixed. ‘Don’t cum yet—together!’ Pounded harder, her screams raw.

Flooded her depths, endless jets. She howled filth, ‘Fill my cunt, you stud!’ Sweat-drenched collapse. Licked clean, hard again. She mounted, rode savage. Hands on hips, tits squeezed. Clit rubbed frantic. Slow burn to explosion—united scream, bodies fused in bliss.

Lingered in sheets, skin glowing, whispers tender. After-love haze, bodies loose. Liaison burned all year—weekly fucks, one full night. Now distant, but reunions ignite first flames. Taught me woman-fire. Dragged matures since—baker, aunt, cop—but her shower spark endures.