The Mob Bosses Son & His Teacher (CLOSED)

Charlotte moaned out as Frankie caressed her tight ass. “Yeah Frankie I am your very bad girl. What is it your bad girl needs tell me?” She said. She moaned louder when he striked her ass. She liked feeling his hand spanking her ever so tight ass. He went back to caressing her ass. She bites down on her lip moaning out.

“Yes sir.” She said. She bites down her lip hard waiting to feel his hand strike her ass again. “I agree Frankie I am rather a jealous and possessive little bitch. Your little bitch though.” She said. He hit her ass. “One thank you sir.” She said. She was pushing her ass out more with her back arched.

He hit once again and this one was harder and left a red handprint. “Ah yes two thank you sir.” She said. She smiled hearing him say they were going to continue where they left off. “Yes, Sir my naughty little ass deserves the roughest of fuckings.” She giggled. He striked her ass once again. “Three thank you sir.” She said looking over her shoulder at him and biting her lip so hard.
 
Frankie met Charlotte’s intense blue eyes, smirking. For all of the crazy she’d been throwing his way moments ago, she clearly wanted him now—and despite the sudden onslaught of red flags, he wanted her too. He wanted her even more, now that she agreed that their relationship ought to have a power imbalance in his favor—a way to balance things out, given her role as his teacher. With his eyes still locked with hers, Frankie brought his hand down on her ass again, overlapping the same spot as the second strike. She’d seemed to like that one.

“Yes, my bitch. I like the sound of that,” Frankie grinned, still passing the palm of his good hand gently over the red marks on her round ass, tormenting her with the blend of rough and gentle in such rapid succession, “and I’m going to fuck this bitch-ass of yours until you need a special pillow to drive your car.”

Another spank landed home. Five seemed like a reasonable number, so Frankie used both hands to spread Charlotte’s juicy ass open as wide as he could without further injuring his bad hand. He spat loudly between the large jiggly cheeks, letting his spit trickle down the spread-open crack of her ass until the glob of spit encountered her asshole. He moved the head of his thick cock to meet it there and began pushing.

It wasn’t much lube for the type of sex they were attempting, but she had asked for the roughest of ass fuckings. He dug his fingers into the robust flesh of her ass and hips, pulling her back toward him as he pushed hard, trying to force his way into her tiny, underutilized anus.

“Fuck this ass is tight!” Frankie groaned as his hard cock bent over itself and he had to use the thumb of his bad hand to push it down straight again and continue pushing, “you like this cock up your ass, bitch? Make some noise and tell me how much my bitch likes her Daddy’s cock being shoved up her ass.”

When more than half of Frankie’s length was buried in her ass, he gave one final shove to bury himself balls-deep inside her ass that clearly was ill prepared to contain his length. Frankie spat again on the spot where they were joined before roughly beginning to withdraw.
 
Charlotte moaned out as Frankie’s hand moved across her red ass. He had her on edge waiting for the next hit. “Yeah Frankie you going to mess my tight little ass up?” She said with a grin. He spanked her ass once again. He started to spread open her ass cheeks. He spat down on her tight little asshole. He pushed his cock head up against her tight asshole.

She bites down on her lip moaning loudly. She felt his fingers digging into her tight ass and slim hips. He was pulling her back towards him. He was pushing harder against her asshole. He was trying to force his large cock up her tight asshole. “Yeah but I think you like it being so tight.” She said.

He continued to force his cock up her ass. He was sliding into her resistant asshole. She moaned loudly feeling him force his way into her tight asshole. He was half way in her ass now. “I like Daddy’s big cock forcing itself deep in my tight bitch ass. I love how you feel in me. Ram your whole cock up my tight bitch ass punish your bad girl.” She said.

She screamed out as he shoved his cock balls deep into her ass. He spat down on her asshole. “Fuck yes.” She moaned. She thrusted her ass back on his cock. Her hands gripped her ass cheeks and spread herself wider for him. “Oh, Frankie yes own my tight bitch ass.” She said.
 
Frankie loved the filthy way Charlotte was talking, the way she was eagerly yielding to him and most of all, he loved the way her tight asshole was clenching around his cock as he force-fed her inch after laborious inch. As he reached the central, widest part of his cock, her ass finally spread wide enough that he was able to slam the second half inside of her uninhibited.

“Oh holy fuck…” Frankie groaned, slapping her ass again like an early settler planting his nation’s flag, “you take this big dick like a champ, bitch.”

After one more solid strike to her ass with his good hand, Frankie leaned forward to grasp her corresponding forearm and pull her shoulders back toward himself before he began pounding away with his hips. He shoved her body forward, only to tug her back by her arm and slam his full length into her narrow ass again, launching her forward with the impact and tugging her back again. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the wide space of the spacious living room.

“Yes! It’s fucking good! Your ass is so fucking good! I’m going to fuck your ass and your pussy every day from now on! Before school, lunch time, after school—you’re my portable jizz toilet now. Aren’t you glad? Doesn’t it feel good to be my tight, hot cum tank?”

Before she could make any intelligible reply, Frankie released her arm, bowing her back upward to grasp the back of her neck, bending his knee into the back of her knee on the same side as his good hand, kicking his leg behind him on that side and pivoting on his other foot. As he spun her around, Frankie wrestled Charlotte off her feet, stacking her up on top of herself on the ground—her head on the floor, her ass still lanced through by his rigid cock in the air and her legs flailing around in exquisite futility while he grasped the back of the couch and drove downward, piledriving her ass toward the ground.

“I asked you a fucking question!” Frankie grunted, balancing his heels on the coffee table and leaning harder on the couch to more directly line up the angle of his cock and her clenching asshole, “Doesn’t—it—feel—good? Aren’t—you—glad?”

Each word was punctuated by a downward thrust with all of his weight behind it. Frankie was sweating, loving every second.
 
Charlotte liked how Frankie felt deep in her ass. He was so big and squeezing every inch into her tight little asshole. He was finally balls deep in her and she moaned out loudly. He slapped at her ass. “Oh fuck yes I love that big dick in my tiny little asshole Frankie it is so fucking good.” She said. He slapped her ass one more time. She felt him grip hold of her forearm and pull her shoulder back towards him. He was shoving her body forward but then pulling her back by her arm. She was moaning loudly her ass slamming back on his cock.

Their bodies were slapping against each other and the sound was filling the room. He was telling her she was his portable jizz toilet and his hot cum tank and didn’t she feel glad about it. He didn’t give her chance to response. He let go of her arm and bowed her back upward and grasped hold of her neck. He bent his knee into the back of her knee. He spun her around changing the position up taking her by surprise. He wrestled her off her feet. He had her in quite the position. She was breathing heavily and struggling to think straight.

“Frankie you know it fucking feels good. You don’t need anymore ego boosts. You know I like fucking you so shut up and do it.” Charlotte said being feisty giving him right back what he gave which she was sure he wasn’t used to. She could give the same amount of shit back he gave her, and it was very fun. She groaned out this was such a crazy position, but she liked it. Her ass was gripping his cock so hard. “I want to feel you cum deep in my ass Frankie come on flood your teacher’s hot little ass with your cum.” She said.
 
Frankie clicked his tongue against his mouth in disdain, just as he was really starting to enjoy himself, Charlotte decided to have a smart mouth with his cock in her ass—even going so far as to tell him to shut up. No set of legs or rack of tits entitled some forty-grand a year high school teacher to talk to him like this. He was mob royalty and she was a fucking head-case by her own admission.

“How quickly she forgets her place, even as I’m at work putting her in it,” Frankie spat, his body rigid still with her body impaled through on his cock, using his body weight and the depth of his penetration to hold her down, “it’s not my ego you’re serving by praising me—it’s your own need to serve. It’s not a coincidence that you picked me to cheat on your fiancée with—nor was it coincidence that you picked me out of class. I’m what you’ve always been looking for! What you are isn’t what you want to be—you want to be what I can make of you, but Charlotte, if you keep fighting me, you’re not worth the effort.”

As he chastised her, Frankie pointed his toes against the coffee table, angling his body forward and arching the small of her back uncomfortably over the edge of the couch. All thrusting had ceased, there was only a kind of violent pressing, an assertion of his dominance against her deep and vulnerable innermost parts.

“You wouldn’t feel compelled to fight me if you didn’t know it. You wouldn’t have made me promise not to threaten you if you didn’t know I could control you. You wouldn’t continually spoil my fucking nut with this dingbat nonsense if you didn’t know that your usefulness to me is limited to your capacity to submit.

“I care about you, Charlotte—I do. I have real feelings for you, but if you can’t or won’t give me what I want from you, it’s pointless. My next fight has a four-hundred-thousand-dollar purse, if I win, I’ll fight on Pay Per View for more than twice that. If you make yourself a problem for me, I never have to see you again. You think I need a high school diploma for anything in my life? I don’t. So tell me you’re sorry and you want me to cum in your ass.”
 
Charlotte was surprised by the way Frankie was behaving. This side he was showing her wasn’t the Frankie who had been chasing her for so long and he wasn’t the same Frankie who had fucked her in her classroom. He had been so charming at first maybe he wasn’t quite the guy he had displayed to her at first. She really hoped that this wasn’t who he really was. “Frankie, I didn’t choose you. You chose me. Don’t forget you were the one who has always pursued me. You make it sound like I seduced you but we both know that isn’t true.” She said.

He was holding her down in the deep penetration of her ass. He arched her back uncomfortably over the edge of the couch. He stopped thrusting into her ass and just used his weight to dominate her. She was surprised and hurt by him saying she had limited usefulness to him. She was stunned by his behaviour. He was really pissing her off with how he was talking to her. She rolled out from under him and looked at him with fire in her eyes. “Now I don’t know what makes you think you can talk to me like this, but it is not going to happen.” She said.

She stood up and pushed him down onto his back. She looks into his eyes. She slapped his face. “Just because I like you doesn’t mean you are going to be treating me like some bitch. I don’t know what you are used to, but this is not how you treat someone you care for.” She said. She slid on top of him. “I want you Frankie I really do but if you want anything with me you need to not be this arrogant and mean guy because I don’t like this side of you very much. I like the Frankie who made me feel wanted and the Frankie who was sweet to me.” She said.

She gripped his cock and pushed him into her wet pussy. “Now either we find a way to both be respectful or this is the last time you fuck me.” She said. She was bouncing on his cock moaning out her pussy squeezing his cock. She really hoped this wouldn’t be the last time they fucked. “You know I like your dominant side but there is a difference between domination and being an asshole.” She said. She was slamming down on his cock harder moaning out.
 
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