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Hodge knew that this shouldn't go any farther. The girl just needed release, some pleasure. Get it out of her system. He had already indulged himself in 'helping her'. He should stop. But staring at the young, tight body of the teenager that wanted him to fuck her, he couldn't resist. Just glancing at her perfect tits made him harder. Helping her one more time couldn't hurt, could it?

"If we are to do this, you will obey me, understand?" Hodge said carefully, making sure the girl understood him.

Clary nodded, biting her lip. Her fingers had already trailed down to her pussy and were stroking it, her body shivering with anticipation. She needed more. She needed to get fucked like she needed to breath.

Hodge grinned at her, unbuttoning his tweed jacket and tossing it aside. "Stand up," he ordered and Clary obeyed. "Bend over the desk." Clary felt her blood boil. How many countless porno's had she watched like this? The teacher bending the student over the desk and pounding the shit out of them. And now it was happening to her.

Clary did as she was told, sauntering over to the desk, enjoying Hodge's eyes drink in every part of her, before leaning over the desk. The wood was hard and cold when she pushed her breasts up against it, uncomfortable in a good way.

Hodge stared hungrily at the teens tight ass. When was the last time he had fucked a specimen like this? Had he ever? And someone who was so horny they were willing to do anything he wanted. Hodge could enact his wildest dreams on her and she would love it. Start simple though. He loosened his belt, tugging his pressed pants down, erection springing free. His dick was average in length, about 6 inches, but thick as a soda can, with a bulbous head. His balls sagged down, covered in hair. He hadn't needed someone to groom for in some time. But the idea of forcing Clary's lips around it, deep throating him till her face was buried against his hairy balls. God, it was enough to make him cum already. A sudden realization hit him though.

"I don't have a condom."

"Screw a condom." Clary moaned, rubbing herself against the desk. "I want you in me, flesh on flesh. I want you to pump your load inside of me."

Hodge thought about protesting, that she could get pregnant, but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Hodge had always been a mild mannered, gentle man. But when it came to sex he was primal, controlling. He stepped forward, placing one hand on the desk and knotting the other in Clary's hair, yanking her head up and making her cry out.

Clary hadn't expected Hodge to be rough. But it just made her want him more. He crushed his lips against her and she eagerly kissed him back, letting his tongue in her mouth, tasting her own love juice still on his lips. And then suddenly - Clary gasped. He had thrust inside of her. She might be a virgin but she had broken her hymen with a hairbrush years ago, so he slipped in without a problem. Hodge kept his hand knotted in her hair forcing he head back down and he began to ram into her.

"God, you're so tight Clarissa." He moaned, fucking her hard.

"You feel so good," She cried out, though her words were choppy, Hodge was plowing into her too hard, too fast, for her words not to come out wobbly. God, the feeling of cock was amazing. Flesh and blood and real, nothing like the dildo she had bought herself on her and kept hidden under her bed. He was warm and pulsating in her. And too Hodge her young tight pussy was like a fuck glove made especially for him. He stretched her walls and in return her walls tightened around him, squeezing his cock.

Hodge let go of Clary's hair and instead grabbed one of her legs, lifting it up onto his shoulder to he could go even deeper. The library was filled with the sound of flesh slapping flesh, Hodge's grunts and Clary's moans.

"God, please Hodge, fuck me harder!" Clary moaned, gripping onto the table like it was her life preserver. Her breasts bounced up and down, hair sticking to her sweaty face. God she was so wet, the sound of Hodge's cock sloshing into her pussy was like nothing she had ever heard.

Hodge leaned forward and captured one of her hard nipples in his mouth, sucking her teat and making the girl go crazy. Clary's new breasts were ten times more sensitive, and Hodge's mouth on them, oh god.

Clary felt herself growing close, her body shaking. "I'm close Hodge, I'm gonna cum."

Hodge bit down on her nipple, making her cry out. "Cum with me Clary." He purred, reaching down and rubbing her clitoris as he pounded her.

It was too much for the small girl. Clary shrieked, her walls tightening on Hodge's dick like a vise, and sending him over the edge. He felt his balls tighten and release, pumping tons of hot, sticky sperm into Clary's spasaming pussy. For a moment there was nothing but intense, mind numbing pleasure, before the two collapsed against each other, a sticky hot mess.

Though the two of them didn't notice, they weren't alone. Oh Isabelle had been there almost the entire time, hiding outside and peeking through the door. Her fingers had worked feverishly on her clit, and she had came at the same time they did. Now, out of breath and shaky, Isabelle pulled herself together, straightening her hair. She didn't want to be around for anyone to find out she had just jacked off to her instructor plowing a stranger. But as she walked hurriedly down the hall, she could feel her cum dripping down her leg…