"Hand it over," said Professor Lexington, Tiana's brand new stepdaddy, his deep voice slicing through the murmurs going around the lecture hall like a knife, his hand outstretched with unyielding authority.

What the fuck was she thinking, coming to France with him?

Professor Matt Lexington, a highly respected genius in his field at the age of 39, was under the impression that Tiana Carmichael hated his guts. Her constant glares and snide remarks during family gatherings reinforced this belief. What Matt didn't know was the reason Tiana threw a fit about her mother getting remarried was because Tiana craved her stepdaddy's dick.

It was lust at first sight.

A scorching heat ignited in her core the instant she met him at her high school graduation last year. His tall frame, broad shoulders and chiseled jaw made her thighs slap together involuntarily.

Tiana still resented her mother for divorcing her father after cheating on him. The betrayal ran so deep that Tiana having a raging lady boner for Matt didn't bother her conscience in the slightest. The happily married newly weds finding out about said raging boner was a different story entirely.

The problem with giving him the sheet of paper was that it detailed, in raw, unfiltered words, how Tiana had been dreaming of Matt fucking her senseless since they met.

Scenes of his hands pinning her down, followed by his cock ravaging her pussy mercilessly until the end of time, littered the page.

Her mom, Helen, thought sending Tiana along with Matt on his semester abroad was a marvelous idea to get them acquainted. A chance for bonding she said, since I was starting college anyway.

Fuck, Tiana wanted to get acquainted with him alright, in the most carnal sense. He was twice her age, (a bit young for mom anyway) but whatever. Her pussy wanted that dick.

She had been flashing him her bare pussy under mini skirts and coming to his lectures braless for the last month.

Her hard nipples had been staining against the fabric of her blouses since they reached France, begging for Matt's attention.

But did he notice? Nope. Just like when she teased him at home, knowing he couldn't fuck her and taking morbid delight in it. He tortured her by fucking her mom. She repaid the favor by being a constant reminder that he would never fuck anyone else ever again. Mutual torture it was.

Not so much as a lingering glance her way. He always averted his eyes, which only fueled her frustration and desire. What did she think she was doing?

Until today, when she finally gave up on taunting Matt for the present. The ache between her legs did not give up on her, however. So she started penning down her sexual fantasies about Matt fucking her, her pen scribbling hastily across the paper as her clit throbbed with neglect.

"Hand it over, Miss Carmichael," Matt insisted again, his voice dropping an octave, laced with irritation.

Tiana hesitated, her fingers crumpling the edges of the paper, knowing full well he would definitely tell on her if he read her explicit confessions.

She didn't love how her mother had torn the family apart with her affair, but she didn't want to lose her either... or access to ogling Matt's rocking, muscular body during the holidays. Dude was a delectable, forbidden dish. Just because she couldn't touch didn't mean she couldn't look. She could imagine her hands roaming over him while she climbed him like a tree.

"Matt," Tiana tried to say softly, her voice catching in her throat with a mix of fear and arousal.

An irritated Matt was tired of pretending his dick wasn't rock hard half the time during his lectures. The constant tease drove him to the brink constantly. Plus she fucking never paid attention to anything he said.

Tiana was frustrating the shit out of him, her blatant taunting making his balls ache. Was she begging to have her tight, young pussy fucked raw by flashing it to him every five minutes?

Yes.

The slick glimpse of her folds haunted him.

Did she have giant, perky tits that strained the fabric of her see through shirts, begging to be groped?

Also yes.

But he was a married man now, bound by vows. He could not fuck everything that moved anymore, even if he hadn't fucked Helen in over a month. The distance between them gnawed at his sanity. He only took the job because they needed the money to pay for their new house.

The video calls and phone sex just weren't cutting it anymore, leaving him frustrated and blue balled. Matt was horny as fuck all the time, his cock twitching at the slightest thought of release. What the fuck was he thinking, leaving his new wife behind to teach abroad for a whole fucking semester?

He was losing his mind, and Tiana's sexy little body, with lush curves in all the places Helen didn't have them anymore, her ass round and inviting, wasn't helping one bit.

She tempted him like forbidden fruit.

Today, he was out of patience. He was throwing the rude, little cocktease out of his class. End of discussion. She fucking didn't need this class for her degree anyway. What the fuck did Math have to do with the liberal arts? It was just an excuse for her to play with him.

"Now, Miss Carmichael," Matt boomed, his voice echoing throughout the lecture hall.

He tore the sheet of paper from her hands with a rough snatch that made her gasp.

What came next was his undoing. A play by play of him bending her over right there in the lecture hall made his eyes widen. He was to yank her panties and pants down and shove his thick dick straight into her slutty, dripping pussy (her words, not his).

The details assaulted his eyes in graphic, pornographic strokes. His first instinct was to look away, to crumple it up and deny the rush of blood to his groin, but fuck, his eyes would not comply.

They scanned every filthy line as his cock hardened painfully against his zipper. He had a hard time hiding his boner. The usual tricks for concealing his semi hard ons were not going to cut it. His dick was hardening rapidly. He had lost all control over keeping his dick in check.

So he abruptly said, in the calmest tone he could muster, "Class is dismissed."

The students around Matt and Tiana erupted in an uproar of surprised chatter, confusion and shuffling bags. Matt had just begun the last lecture of the day five minutes ago, but spring break loomed, so no one questioned him to his face.

Excitement buzzed in the air as Matt's students packed up. Meanwhile, he had taken to standing closer to Tiana so as to hide his boner. A bold move, but what choice did he have?

The young, unattached, horny assholes just wanted to get going so they could get to fucking, their laughter fading as they exited the lecture hall. Lucky bastards.

What did Matt get to do? Discipline his whore of a stepdaughter. The thought sent a twisted thrill through him despite the guilt.

No, he scolded his dick. He was just talking to her.

Fuck, he needed a lay badly. His dick needed relief. Helen was flying in this weekend. Helen was flying in this weekend, he chanted silently to himself like a desperate prayer as he turned a stern face on Tiana, his jaw clenched tight.

"Well, got to go," Tiana said hastily, her voice breathless with mortification as she gathered her things.

She was eager to get the fuck out and bury her head in a basin of ice water to cool the flames on her cheeks. Then throw herself down onto her bed and plunge her fingers into her aching pussy to put out the fire between her legs.

Teasing Matt was starting to make her horny beyond reason, her arousal leaving her naked pussy and thighs soaked.

Being caught daydreaming about Matt fucking her was setting off alarm bells in her mind, warning of disaster back home, but fuck if she didn't want to do him anyway.

When did lusting after him start to trump hating him?

"Not you," Matt said firmly, laying a heavy hand on Tiana's shoulder, his palm hot against her skin, fingers gripping just enough to make her shiver with anticipation.

He didn't ask her to stay for a fuck. He was going to tear her a new one. Wasn't he?

Watching until every last person cleared the lecture hall was painful, the seconds stretching as footsteps echoed away. Until at last they were left alone in heavy silence. Tiana was on pins and needles, her heart hammering wildly in her chest, breath shallow and ragged.

Please don't tell my mom. It's just a fantasy.

She immediately wanted to beg, the plea rising in her throat like bile, but Matt beat her to the punch and spoke first.

His words surprised her. The beginning sounded right. She expected the yelling. The last question, however...

"Explain yourself. What is your fucking problem? Are you trying to get your mother to leave me?" he bellowed, then adjusted the massive anaconda in his pants uncomfortably with a frustrated grunt.

Only then did Tiana look up, her eyes locking on the obvious tent, a wicked spark igniting in her core.

A hard dick meant a horny professor daddy. Right? She licked her lips slowly, a guilt-ridden, sinful resolve settling in her pussy.

In for a penny, in for a pound(ing)... straight from Matt's big, fat dick.

"Is there a possibility of that happening, Professor?" Tiana asked slyly, her voice dripping with seduction as she seamlessly got up from her seat.

Matt gulped as she bent over the lecture hall bench in front of him, her mini skirt hiking up to reveal her bare ass cheeks.

Unlike in the fantasy on the page, Tiana wasn't wearing pants or panties for that matter.

The little whore had on that tiny mini skirt with nothing underneath. Her pussy lips peeked out between her legs, glistening with wetness. Matt knew there would be no panties, because he had been staring at that same naked, pink pussy all month.

All while pretending not to notice her flashing him. Her pussy tormented his dreams, the sight now making his mouth water despite himself.

"Get up, Tiana. Stop it. You've had your fun. Now stop flashing your daddy, I mean professor daddy, I mean me, your professor and mother's husband. Stop showing me your pussy. For fuck's sake wear a damn bra next time you come to class too," Matt growled, his voice thick with strained control, a low groan escaping as he fought the urge to reach out and spank her ass.

No sooner had Matt finished the sentence than he bit into his fist to muffle another deep, guttural moan. Tiana had taken the time to start popping the buttons of her blouse one by one, deliberately slow, revealing her creamy cleavage inch by inch. Matt's dick hardened and throbbed even more, jumping in his pants as her giant knockers bounced free.

Tiana's jugs came complete with stiff pink nipples that begged to be twisted and sucked. The sight sent a jolt straight to his balls.

"I'm going to hell. I'm getting another divorce, aren't I?" he said with a resigned sigh.

His hand went straight to his aching dick, palming it roughly through the fabric, as precum leaked onto and stained his suit pants.

"Fuck, no. Tiana, fucking stop. Anyone could walk in here," Matt begged hoarsely, his breath coming in pants.

He told himself to simply leave, but he couldn't stop drooling over her tits, his eyes glued to the heaving globes. Matt imagined burying his face between them. After that, he was a goner.

"What's the matter, Professor daddy? You had no problem having an affair with my mom and ending her twenty year marriage," Tiana taunted, too turned on to turn back now.

Her pussy clenched with need as she lifted her skirt higher to flash Matt her round, plump ass. She shook it at him teasingly.

Her ass cheeks jiggled enticingly with a soft slap. Then she grabbed her heavy tits and jiggled them at him too, moaning softly as her nipples hardened further in the cool air.

"Your mom and I fell in love. She was unhappy with your dad. Shit happens. I'm sorry we hurt you. Please, God, stop," Matt begged, the composed, distinguished professor retreating as the recently married, former player panicked. "I just want to get to know you. Is that so bad? Come on, put your-Jesus, you have nice tits and fuck, that's a big ass," he admitted breathlessly, allowing himself to peek from between his fingers, his cock throbbing painfully while watching her performance.

"I'd like to get to know you too. So would my pussy. Let's start with you fucking it really, really hard, Professor daddy," Tiana taunted with an innocent pout.

Her hands trembled slightly from the adrenaline and fear as she reached for his belt buckle. Tiana's fingers fumbled, but she was determined to follow through. She brushed the heat of his bulge.

If he shut her down now, she was toast. He'd tell on her, and her mom would hate her forever. If, on the other hand, they got in one quick (not so quick) hard fuck... everybody wins. He would have something on her and she something on him.

"Get the fuck away from my dick. What the fuck are you doing?" Matt cried out, his voice cracking,

He knew perfectly well where this was heading, his hips betraying him by bucking slightly into her touch, but he yelled anyway. Just in case that somehow woke him from this pleasurable nightmare.

Matt knew he was screwed the moment he allowed her to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. She freed his thick, veined cock easily. It sprang out heavy and leaking precum, the scent of his musk mixing with her arousal in the air.

"Relax. One little fuck never killed anyone. It's this or I tell my mom you seduced me and fucked me while I was drunk. What's it going to be, Professor daddy?" Tiana asked boldly, one hand on her hip in defiance while the other wrapped around Matt's throbbing dick.

She stroked it firmly while the veins pulsated hotly under her palm, a drop of pre-cum smearing her fingers.

Helen would one hundred percent believe Matt over Tiana and with good reason. Tiana was a slut, her reputation whispered in family circles and her mother knew it. The good professor didn't though, or at least hadn't acknowledged it until now.

"This is so fucked up. Please don't say that to my new wife," Matt begged, his voice wavering as he watched himself justify what was about to happen.

His resolve to resist the young, tight, wet, warm pussy before him and wait on his wife crumbled as Tiana sank down onto her knees.

Tiana's hot breath teased his tip, making it twitch. That was the last straw. Matt was done being toyed with. If they were going to fuck anyway, it would be on his terms. The bitch would get a brutal, dominating fuck that would allow him to reclaim control.

"Get the fuck up," he roared suddenly, grabbing onto Tiana's pigtails and yanking her roughly back to her feet with a sharp tug.

Tiana yelped, surprised that the professor had this side to him. The sting of pain shot straight to her clit.

Tiana opened her mouth to beg for forgiveness and mercy, a whimper escaping her lips, but Matt didn't give her the chance to speak.

He slapped her ass hard repeatedly, the cracks echoing loudly in the hall as her cheeks turned red.

A sharp gasp tore from her throat. No sassy comeback. This gave Matt a sense of achievement and the boost of confidence to shove her face-first down onto the lecture bench before them. Her tits were squished against the cool wood. A muffled moan left Tiana. Too far gone to stop now, Matt jammed his hand between Tiana's legs, fingers roughly parting her slick folds.

"Fucking whore. How much longer am I supposed to resist your teasing, Tiana? Do you know what happens to little girls who beg to fuck? They get their pussies used until it hurts, Tiana," Matt yelled into Tiana's ear, his harsh breath sending shivers down her spine.

He yanked back harder on her pigtails, pulling her head up while rubbing furiously at her wet folds. His fingers, slick with her juices, withdrew from her folds and smacked down on her clit roughly.

"About fucking time," Tiana cooed breathlessly, her back arching as the wet, squelching sounds of his rubbing her clit filled the air. "I was starting to think you weren't looking at me. That I imagined your glances between my legs and at my tits, Professor daddy," she purred, her voice turning into a gasp as he pinched her clit hard.

Fuck waiting for Helen. Fuck losing his marriage because of this whiny, little bitch teasing him all the time while claiming she hated his guts in front of her mom. Matt was done pretending he didn't notice, the pent up frustration boiling over. His dick was fucking that tight pussy. Period. The thought of Helen faded to the back of his mind as lust took over, his cock demanding satisfaction.

"You better not be a fucking virgin. Too much fucking drama," Matt growled low in his throat, fisting his dick and coating it thickly with Tiana's dripping juices.

The slick sound was obscene to his ears as he pressed the fat tip of his dick to her entrance, teasing her hole with shallow prods that made her whine.

Tiana giggled like that was the funniest thing she had ever heard. Her laugh was breathy and taunting as her pussy sucked greedily on the head of his dick.

"Fucking bitch. You want dick? You're getting it today," Matt snapped, his voice dark with rage and desire.

He jammed his dick into her cunt with one brutal thrust, bottoming out inside her with a satisfied groan. Tiana's pussy walls clenched around him like a vice.

She yelped sharply, her whole body quivering and shuddering beneath the force of Matt's big, powerful body slamming into her smaller one.

The bench creaked under the impact. Pain mixed with pleasure to form a delicious burn between their joined bodies.

Then the little bitch started laughing again, breathless and triumphant, and said with a gasp, "Yes, Professor daddy. Give my slutty pussy your big dick. Don't be gentle."

He grabbed onto her ass cheeks roughly, fingers digging in hard enough to leave bruises as he spread them wide, exposing her completely, and snarled, "I fucking won't."

Then he started pounding into the nightmare that was his stepdaughter relentlessly, fucking her hard and rough, his hips slamming forward with punishing force, the air filling with the rhythmic slap of skin on skin, her juices squelching around his cock.

"Professor, daddy, fuck yes," Tiana wailed loudly, her voice echoing off the walls.

Was it fucked up that she liked the fact that she was being railed senseless in a public setting? The risk heightened every thrust.

Her revenge against her mom, on her dad's behalf, was complete. Seducing her mom's new husband into claiming her in the dirtiest way was the ultimate betrayal. Getting plowed by Matt was amazing. His cock stretched her pussy wide, hitting spots that made stars burst behind her eyes.

"Do you even pay attention in my class at all? You're fucking failing," Matt roared, his voice thundering over her cries.

Where the fuck did that come from? That was the least of Matt's problems as sweat dripped down his back.

He was fucking his stepdaughter in a lecture hall, the door unlocked, anyone could walk in and see the depraved way in which her was recking her. Damn it, he was betraying yet another wife for younger pussy. The guilt twisted in his gut like a knife, but bitchy Tiana deserved it for her endless teasing. The harder he slammed into Tiana, the better he felt, each thrust a release of pent-up rage and horniness. He punished her pussy while getting sweet relief for his cock and it was heavenly. The tight heat of her pussy enveloped him perfectly. When last had he fucked someone her age?

"Fucking tight pussy," he ranted over Tiana's moans and outcries, hammering away at her cunt with brutal snaps of his hips.

The scent of their sweat and sex was thick in the air.

"There's no point in studying when I'm getting fucked by my professor. Fuck me harder, Professor daddy. Fuck, that's a big dick. No wonder mom cheated on dad. Damn it, that's so worth it," Tiana cooed, gasping but still smirking smugly as she got railed from behind.

Her body jolted from the impact. Her tits were firmly squished against the cool wood beneath her. The friction rubbed her nipples raw. Matt's balls smacked against her ass with wet thwacks. He was a rough, brutal fuck, but Tiana loved it. Her arousal dripping down her thighs was the proof.

"You really hate me, don't you? Can't we just get along? I fucking love your mom, damn it. Fuck, one whole month without pussy!" Matt yelled, his words echoing off the empty walls of the lecture hall, frustration and lust warring in his chest. "I fucking needed this."

How many times had he come in here and acted like he wasn't horny out of his mind, lecturing while his cock strained to be inside Tiana?

Fuck, he was only human. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. He had to have that pussy. The need was overwhelming. Damn her cunt for being so tight and warm, and gripping him like it was made for him.

Tiana was no virgin. Her body took the pounding like a perfect slut. Her hips pushing back to meet his with eager slaps. Matt found a small amount of solace in this, as his conscience reared its ugly head.

"Harder. Harder. Harder, damn it. I'm not my prude mom," Tiana screamed, her voice raunchy and demanding. "Use that dick and fuck my slutty pussy silly."

This turned Matt on more, the comparison between the two women fueling the fire in his loins. His brain switched off completely, animal instinct taking over. His dick pummeled in and out of Tiana, the wet sounds all consuming, while he forgot where they were and even that he was married.

All he could think about was slipping both hands onto the whore's throat and fucking her like a ragdoll. Deeper. Harder. He wanted to be buried inside her over and over, using her body for his pleasure. Nothing else mattered but putting the bitch in her place.

"Yes, Yes, Yes, YES. So Good. Just like that. Just like fucking that, daddy," Tiana begged, screaming her throat hoarse, her voice breaking into sobs of ecstasy. "Use me. Punish me, daddy. Doesn't my spoiled, rude pussy deserve it, Professor daddy?"

How much harder did Matt have to plow the bitch before she shut her fucking mouth? The taunts only made him rougher, his hands tightening their hold on her throat.

"Fucking shut up and take it, you spoiled slut. We are going to get along when we get home, aren't we, baby girl?" Matt demanded, as he gave in completely, letting his inner beast go wild screwing her, choking her as he rammed deeper into her.

Hatred fueled their passionate fuck as Tiana chocked on air. They were a mess of sweat drenched bodies, gasps, moans, and cum. Orgasmic bliss was not far off now.

"Cuming. Cuming. Cuming for you, daddy," Tiana whimpered beneath Matt, her voice muffled against the wood.

Only then did his brain turn back on, guilt crashing over him in waves. Her little form writhed and spasmed beneath his, her pussy convulsing wildly. It hit like a ton of bricks. He was married. Fucking his step daughter.

Still, hs dick could not be reasoned with as his balls tightened. The orgasm was too close. His dick wouldn't stop plowing her pussy, the sensation of her tight walls milking his cock too addictive. He was just so horny, the month of deprivation making him a savage, primitive creature.

Stop. Stop. Stop. The voices in his head told him. Instead, his now aching dick fucked harder into his wife's child, chasing his own release.

"That's it, baby. Cum for your Professor daddy. Next time you take one of my classes, you'll fucking pay attention and study. Won't you, you little whore?" he rasped, cum flooding his dick.