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She stood in the front of the classroom, her head fur pulled back, away from her face, though it didn't do much to diminish her looks from her students, the male ones at least, and some of the female ones as well. Dressed in a knee length black slim-line skirt and a blood red shirt, Deidre kept talking while the students anxiously awaited the bell to ring. It was the last class of the day, and it seemed to drag on for the students.

Deidre looked over her students, noting the one student that seemed to be paying attention to what she was saying. Moments before the bell rang, she finished and said, "I hope everyone was paying attention today. There will be a test on this next week. I‘ll see you all on Monday."

The bell rang, and Deidre walked to her desk and sat down, her tail swishing behind her as she moved gracefully, watching as her students started racing for the door, eager to be gone and off for the weekend. Soon, it was just two students left in the class, one was packing his things, but he never was the first out. He usually was the one to clarify things with her before he left, but in addition to him, one of her quiet, but hardly shy, students was also lagging in the classroom.

She answered the questions for the one student, then watched as he left the class, leaving her with the other student. His presence in staying behind was not something he normally did. What could he want?

Tetora had been needing a target for quite a while, something to make his life easier and to give him more free time. He had thought over his potential targets carefully, as well as deciding what to do with the target to make the most use of it's resources. After a lot of thought he realized the most obvious choice was his high school teacher.

The junior decided because of his decision he would wait after class had ended, the last of the day, and talk with the femme privately to see how easy she would be to manipulate into the weakest position. He wasn't the only one lagging behind though, another student was taking his sweet time with leaving as well, asking something about what would be on the test Monday.

Tetora looked annoyed but did not move to leave the classroom. Instead he was waiting for him to leave. When the other was finally gone, he got out of his chair, his backpack on his shoulder, and approached the teacher. She was attractive despite being in what he assumed was her thirties, and she tried to hide it by wearing her head fur up and only wearing skirts to her knees.

"I wanted to ask if you would come and tutor me later tonight. I have an appointment I need to go to and I still don't understand the material I'll be tested on monday." Tetora was a rather soft and young looking individual, likely disarming with his youth and the fact he was a full foot shorter than his teacher. But he had striking blue eyes that he could use to make a person feel like they were being stalked by a predator, something he was suppressing while he spoke to his teacher.

Tetora didn't want for his answer before he pretended to shyly hold out a slip of paper with his address quickly scribed out on. "Sorry, I've got to go, I have to get ready for the appointment." He explained before nodding to his teacher and quickly jogging out of the classroom, and all the way out of the school, his wolf tail wagging in excitement. But once he was at the parking lot he slowed down and looked over his shoulder, smiled, and calmly walked to his car, going home to wait for his prey to arrive.

Deidre took the slip of paper from Tetora, and smiled as she looked over his address. At least he was reaching out and asking for help before things got too rough in the class, unlike most of her students. She made up her mind to show up at his place a little later on, though he hadn't mentioned a time for her to arrive, so she figured she would run by her house, get something to eat, and change into something more comfortable before heading over to his house.

She gathered her things, including her books and the notes, putting them into a bag, then picked up her bag and headed to the teachers' offices, gathering her purse and laptop from there, then headed out to her car in the teachers' parking lot. Reaching her vintage 1969 Mustang, she unlocked the door, then slipped inside, putting her items on the passenger seat. After pulling her seatbelt on, she started the engine, and headed back home.

After getting home, she left her notes and books in the car, along with her laptop, figuring she would use it to help show Tetora a few things on it. Heading inside, she kicked off her sensible shoes, then started taking off her work clothes as she headed to her room and the shower inside. Pulling down her hair, she shook her head, sighing in pleasure as her hair flowed around her shoulders once more.

Once she was in her room, she finished getting her clothes off, then padded into her bathroom, turning on the shower and relaxing under the hot water. She washed her head fur and slim body, then stepped out and dried off. Heading back into the bedroom, she pulled out a pair of jeans and a solid color t-shirt, then found a pair of panties and matching bra, and got dressed once again.

She brushed her wet fur, pulling it back into a loose ponytail, then padded barefoot into her kitchen, and making something quick and fast to eat before heading over to Tetora's home. Once she had finished eating, she went back to her room, slipped on a pair of comfortable sneakers, then picked up her purse and headed back out to her car. She got in, and drove over to Tetora's, figuring that two hours would be enough time for his appointment.

Tetora had driven home in his car without so much as buckling or stopping once, partially due to luck, and partially due to the red lights he conspicuously drove through once or twice to get home. Turning down his home street he slowed down, waving to a few of the older males he knew walking down the street, seeming glad to see him come home fairly early thanks to his quick drive.

Pulling into garage was simple, all he had to do was push a button on the dash of his car, and then hop out after the car was turned off. Knowing he wouldn't need his books until Monday, he left his bag in the passenger seat and rushed inside. He decided several things, one was to toss off his shoes and socks, walking barepawed through his shag carpeted home. Wearing loose beige pants and a dark gold buttoned shirt, he felt almost overdressed for what he had planned.

Tetora looked down at himself and considered changing his mind, at least in where he would apply his plans. Unbuttoning the shirt, he walked into the kitchen, fishing himself out a beer, a casual drink he had been nursing a need for all day. Outside, he was sure his colleges were curious why he hadn't shown up for work, but he had planned this long enough that he would not be punished for his absence. All he needed was for her to show up, as he only wanted to be sure they came in separate vehicles, and put a fresh tape into his camera.

Deidre got to Tetora's house easily, and after parking the car, slipped from it, then grabbed her bag with the books and notes, and her laptop from it, slinging both bags over her shoulder as she pulled her purse out with her and slipped it over her other shoulder. She padded gracefully up to the door, then rang the doorbell.

As she waited for the door to be answered, she turned to look out over the neighborhood, but her eyes didn't leave his front yard. It looked like a dream she had when she was younger, a large house, a well taken care of yard, a peaceful neighborhood. But as she had gotten older, she had dismissed that dream, knowing there was no way she could ever reach it, especially now that she was in her early thirties.

She was also at the point of giving up on ever having a cub, since she didn't have a mate or even the hopes of one. She was too picky when it came to males, she wanted someone who would only want her, and wouldn't stray, even to a strip club, but a male like that was hard to find.

Tetora knew the instant his doorbell range. Hopping down from the kitchen counter, he quickly stashed the beer that still had two more sips in it, and looked down at himself. With the tarnished black chain and gold links hanging from his neck, pulling attention to his open collared shirt, and his beige cargo pants that were just barely hanging off his hips.

Shrugging at what else he could possibly do to help his plan along, he jogged to the front door. Part of his plan was that he had closed the garage door, hiding the fact that there was only one car, and forcing her car to linger outside in the driveway. He had the house to himself, and Deidre was walking into the near-empty home completely unaware of the dangers he represented.

Opening the door he smiled lightly, his striking blue eyes gazing up at his teacher as wind twisted around her, hooking into the door, blowing his head fur back and then forward, momentarily hiding a smug smile before he pulled it back into a light smile. "Thanks for coming, I wasn't sure if you would or not." He stepped out of the doorway and held the door for her, waiting for her to enter.

"Go straight and then to the right, I need to get some food first before we get started, I only got back a few minutes ago." Tetora lied effortlessly, only wanting her in the kitchen because it was joined with the living room and he wanted her close to it. While she would stride into the kitchen, he would glance at her legs and rump, before turning and silently locking the door.

Deidre smiled as she turned around and walked inside his home. "Of course, Tetora. Though I usually don't meet my students at their houses, since you asked and seemed to really want my help in understanding the material, I decided to meet you at your house."

She followed his directions, walking straight until the hallway went either right or left, and headed right, going into the kitchen, unaware of his glance or the locking of the front door behind her. She leaned against the counter as he followed her into the kitchen.

"So what exactly are you having trouble with, Tetora?"

Tetora had locked the door, and listened to the femme as she told him that it was a special thing that she came to his house. He wondered briefly, entertaining a fantasy, if she had found him attractive and made the exception because of that. Doubting it, he shrugged the thought away and went into the kitchen.

When he arrived, she was leaning against the counter, and asked him what he was having issues with. He raised his brow slightly and fished a paw into his pocket, tossing out some items, a screw from the garage, a condom still in the wrapper, and his drivers license that he hadn't yet bought a wallet for, along with a few dollars.

Tetora wondered if she would make the connection between all the items as he went to the counter next to her, smiling lightly as he looked toward the living room. "I've been having trouble with anatomy and staying awake during class. I figured you would be able to help me." He was leaving more bait toward his real intentions, although this time he was only an few seconds away from making it abundantly clear.

Deidre looked at the items he'd put out on the counter, then looked at Tetora. Responding to his words and the items, she said, "Tetora, I'm old enough to be your mother. I'll help you with anatomy, but nothing paws-on. But if you pay attention to what I'm teaching you, you should easily pass the test Monday."

She backed up, then turned and padded into the living room, since it was right off the kitchen, her tail and hips swaying gracefully behind her, sitting down on the couch and waiting for him to get his food and join her. Slipping off her backpack and laptop, she bent over to pull out her books and her notes.

Tetora was surprised, although it didn't show, he made money with his mask and it stayed on well. Looking confused he tilted his head, looking like he was trying to understand where her comment came from. He rubbed his neck and walked after her, finding her all the more interesting a choice because of how aware she was.

"I don't know how old you are, but you don't look like any mothers I've met." He spoke with a little inflection that hinted that she was attractive to him, although he wasn't sure if she could look past the fact he wanted to call "mothers" something more along the lines of "skanks".

He didn't want to wait any longer than he did, he had given her an opportunity to fall into the trap willingly just to soothe his curiosity, the same with his casual attire, but they hadn't worked. She obviously couldn't look past his height and age, so he would make it so she couldn't look at him without thinking about it.

Tetora came up behind the femme, grabbing the back of her neck and pushing down so she would stay bent over, while his other paw went between her jeans, groping hard so she would feel him molesting her femmehood through the thick material. "I'm a paws on learner," Tetora uttered with a mocking smugness about him.

Deidre yelped as Tetora grabbed her neck and pushed her head down further, making it nearly impossible for her to straighten up. But she didn't make it easy on him as he held her down. Her paws dropped the books, then pressed against her knees, pushing up against his paw when she suddenly felt his other paw against her mound, groping her hard there.

She stiffened as she heard his words, suddenly realizing that her student was going to rape her. He might not be that tall, but he was stronger than she was, and had surprised her with his moves. There was no way in this position that she could bite him to get him to let her go, but she could possibly use her claws against him. One paw slipped from her knee and grabbed his arm, her claws digging into his arm as she started struggling again.

Tetora grinned as his teacher yelped in surprise when she was suddenly forced to bend forward, held by her neck to make it hard for her to straighten herself. He looked to the side and could see one of her paws on her knees, keeping her from being pushed further.

He would have simply drilled his knee into her rear and send her sprawling forward but he wasn't feeling that violent, he was still curious about her reactions. Like how he could feel her entire body stiffen when he lead her to realize that she was about to be raped by her own student.

Squeezing and rubbing roughly at her crotch, he suddenly felt her claws digging into the arm on the back of her neck, obviously she was hoping to stand up and raise her chances. As pain rolled up his arm, he took a moment to decide how to react. "This is going to end one of two ways, teacher."

Tetora used his knees to open her legs wider, grinding the pad of his paw into her crotch even rougher, his paw was already starting to feel raw with the energy he was putting into the tough material of her jeans. "It can end with you bruised with cum leaking out of your cunt, or it can end with only your head fur tussled and cum leaking out of your cunt."

Deidre moaned as she felt his paw pressing harder against her mound, her long suppressed need finally kicking in, making her want what he was offering her. But she couldn't just let him take her without a fight. At least that was what she thought until he mentioned this ending with her being bruised or just her fur mussed from sex.

She loosened her grip on his arm, figuring he held the upper paw for now, but knowing she held the upper paw in the long run, at least for class. She could make sure he didn't pass her class. "I'd rather not be bruised," she said softly, almost as if she was giving in to her student.

Tetora chuckled as he heard his teacher moan, the hard pressing of his paw into her mound was obviously starting to get to her. But she was still stiff and trying to struggle her way from him, until he mentioned that he would treat her like a fighter if she kept up the struggle, although he suspected she would either way.

The pain in his arm lessened, at least he wasn't bleeding. But she was still holding onto his arm, likely to feel like she had some sense of control. "Then stop trying to tear skin off my arm with your claws. Despite my patience, it does hurt," Tetora said with a sigh, still rubbing against her mound.

"Take off your jeans, panties optional."

The position Deidre was in made it hard for her to remove her jeans, but she didn't struggle against him. Her paw slid off his wrist, and down to her leg, though she couldn't get to the button or zipper of her jeans, since she was bent over them.

"Tetora, I need to be able to straighten up a bit to get them off, please." She begged him to let her up just enough that she could do as he'd ordered her to.

Tetora was glad she let go of his wrist, and he leaned to one side to follow the movement of her paw, still keeping her bent over while his other paw was gripping her mound until she would move her paw to her jeans.

From what he could see, she did go down to them, and she realized she couldn't take them off, and she asked him to let her straighten up, sounding like she was begging. Moving his paw away from her crotch, he stepped forward, pressing himself against her rear, one paw moving up her shirt to grab her breast, while the other released her neck, quickly moving to go to the other breast.

Grinning, he pulled her straight in a sudden jerk, using his grip on her breasts to maneuver her, holding them in his paws through her bra, under her shirt. Tetora was grinning as he felt her flesh shift under the sensitive pads on his paws. "Take them off."

Deidre gasped as she felt his paws slide under her shirt, one at a time, and grabbing her breasts, only to yelp when he jerked her upright by her breasts. She winced from the sharp pain that shot through her at his sudden jerking of her upright and her back fully pressing against his chest, but she didn't let her fingers hesitate as she unfastened and unzipped her jeans.

She thought about the best way to get them down her legs and off, like he ordered, without having to beg again, then did her best to push them and her panties down over her gently flaring hips. She gingerly lifted one leg letting her jeans and panties fall down the rest of the way, then did the same with the other leg. Still wearing her sneakers, she stood in front of him, her back still pressed against his chest, bare from the waist down.

"Is that better, Tetora?"

Tetora heard a gasp, leaving him to grin as he played with her breasts, ignoring the fact that he likely hurt her by tugging her up hard to stand up straight. He only had to tilt his head and watch her unfasten and unzip her jeans, gingerly pushing them down the erotic flare of her hips and down her thighs.

Once she was bare from the waist down, he was quickly disappointed that he felt like he had to have a physical control over her to keep her compliant. But then again, she was being oddly submissive about the whole thing. Did she not realize she was naked from the waist down, with a student, who intended to rape and possibly impregnate her?

"Oh yes, much better. It's boner inspiring how much of a submissive old slut you are," Tetora shot the barb at her, shifting his paws up under her bra, gripping her nipples in his fingers and squeezing them as he pressed himself harder against her back and now bare rear, having to stand nearly on his toes just to rub against her rump, although he could fix that by making her move down to his level, or just find a flat surface that wouldn't give her rug burn.

Deidre's eyes snapped at his insult, and she pulled herself harshly from his grip, whirling around, her paw coming up to slap his face. "I may be older than you, Tetora, and willing to protect myself from further harm by not resisting you, but I sure as hell am not a slut!" she spat back at him.

As she stood in front of him, she didn't try to hide herself, but rather just stood in front of him, her chest heaving as she glared at him, her legs spread just enough to help her keep her balance. "You want to rape me, fine. But never call me a slut again, Tetora."

Tetora was surprised that the femme had the motivation to actually pull away from him. But then again, not many femmes reacted positively to being called a slut. But he was someone who could pawle himself in a fight, and twisting all the way around was something that had him on alert for a strike.

Without moving from his spot, he turned his head and leaned his upper body back, the slap missing him by inches, and he turned back as she spat molten bitch back at him. With her breasts heaving with her anger, and her legs naturally spread for balance, she looked more like she was ready for a serious ride than giving a lecture.

"You talk surprisingly proudly with your pants off," he retorted, moving forward by hooking his paw upward and slapping the pad of his paw up against her bare lower lips, digging his fingers quickly into her femmehood, while he raised his opposing paw and grabbed her breast to keep her from stepping back. "And your pussy wet," Tetora let his sharp blue eyes drill home the truth as he raised his now damp fingers in front of her eyes.

"I won't let you cling to your pride while you're accepting being raped by a student. There is only one reason for that, and that is because you're so pathetically needy for some real hard flesh slammed between your legs good and hard." Tetora pressed forward with each word, intending to make her step back with his intimidating words and sharp eyes, until she was pinned with her back to the wall, with her shorter and significantly younger student stripping away what sense of control she had in her situation.

Deidre gasped as his bare paw hit her bare mound, while his other paw grabbed her breast, holding her still for his fingers sank into her slit before he pulled them from her, dripping with her juices. But his words after that did have her stepping back with each word. She didn't want to think about what he planned to do to her, but it had been a long time since she last had a male that she couldn't refute everything he said, though she could refute one thing.

"I'm not pathetically needy, Tetora. I'm just a normally picky femme when it comes to who I sleep with." She was not about to just paw over any control she had. He would have to take it from her. Her dark eyes flashed with her fury over what he was doing, but she was smart enough to know that while he was shorter than her, he was also stronger than she was, and, most likely, better at physical fighting than she was.

Tetora was starting to get a feel for what would be the best way into his optimal outcome. He knew she was wet and needing, she was clinging to her pride so tightly that he was convinced it was the only reason she could still take that arrogant tone with him standing there with her pants down.

"Picky, huh? When is the last time you got a hard, young, pulsing, hot cock shoved in you?" He was speaking in slow, sensual tones, applying a voice that was more sensual and mature than most people would give him credit for at a glance.

But that didn't keep a smug grin from spreading over his lips, as he still was in full physical control of her, which is why he easily entwined two fingers up into her slit, releasing her breast because he suspected he would be slapped at again soon.

Deidre moaned softly as his words got to her, his fingers sliding back inside her. She needed a hard cock inside her, but Tetora was her student. She couldn't just forget that and want him, but her body had other ideas, her back arching against the wall as his fingers delved deep inside her.

He had a point; it had been too long since she had a cock, let alone a hard, young cock inside her. Her eyes closed as she lost her battle to hold onto her pride, as she had planned to while he took her. But now, she wanted him, not just anyone, but him specifically, inside her; his cock, not any other cock, taking her, fucking her.

Slowly she lifted her paw, not to slap him as he might have thought, but to pull him closer to her, wanting him completely now.

Tetora was smug still, watching as she reacted by moaning when he entwined his index and middle finger inside her, her back arched to make her breasts shift out toward, but he resisted leaning forward and nipping at her because he wanted to see how she would react.

His eyes snapped intensely on the paw that showed movement from her side. But it was moving slowly, either she had lost all strength or she wasn't intending to slap him. Convinced that she wasn't going to smack him, he turned his eyes back to her.

Smiling smugly as he stared up at her, pushing his fingers deeper inside his teacher so his thumb could grind against the top of her mound, where biology had told him the most sensitive part of the female body resided. He was still waiting to see what her paw intended to do.

Deidre gasped as his fingers pushed deeper into her, his thumb now resting against her sensitive clit. Her hips pushed at his paw, wanting more than just his fingers, but willing to settle for them for now. Her paw slid into his head fur, pulling her student closer to her, her head dropping some so she could brush her lips against his cheek.

"It's been too long, Tetora. Way too long," she whispered to him, already lost to the haze of need, seemingly not remembering that this was not just a male, but in fact, was her student.

Tetora decided not to comment on how aroused the femme already was; her hips were pushing against his paw in need, although she was obviously wanting more. With the paw that had slowly moved up, slowly enough that she was submissive in the act, she slid her fingers into his head fur to gently move him closer.

Feeling her lips brush against his cheek, he felt his cheek warm slightly, although he doubted he changed color, but the lust he could hear in her voice gave him a pleasant thrill. With a grin, he turned his head and nipped at his teacher's neck before whispering, "It's right there in my pants. Give it some attention and it might come out and say hello."

Deidre slid her free paw down to his pants, stroking him through the pants for a moment, but easily becoming frustrated, wanting to feel his wolfhood in her paw, and unfastened his pants enough for her paw to slid in below the fabric to caress his already hard shaft. She moaned softly as he nipped her neck, her paw still tangled in his head fur, holding him close.

"Oh, gods, Tetora. I haven't felt this way in a long time. Take me, Tetora. Take me, please," she whispered, her pride breaking down even further as she begged her student to take her, to fuck her, to use her for pleasure.

Tetora groaned against his teacher's neck as she did as she was told, sliding her paw down to his pants, stroking him. Hard and already frustrated with the slow pace, he pushed himself into her paw. She seemed to get the idea and moved her paw into his pants, her soft paw caressing his shaft directly.

He took his paw away from her slit, sliding his fingers slowly out of her, teasing her the whole way. It was a simple thing to unbutton and unzip his pants. They fell to his ankles along with his boxers, but he hardly cared, he wasn't going anywhere. His left paw went out and grabbed her thigh, tugging it up into the air, spreading her, as he used his right to guide himself to her needy wet slit.

Tetora placed his head against her, shoving his face into the femme's neck, licking her fur lewdly to taste her before he spoke. "Now, I own this old pussy," he spoke with total conviction, and didn't let her think on it for more than a second, because he slammed his hips forward and forced the whole of his sizable length and girth into her, holding her leg up as he humped her against the wall, breathing heavily against the front of her shoulder and the top of her breasts.

Deidre cried out as Tetora slammed his hard wolfhood into her, taking her against the wall, her leg held up in the air by his paw as he fucked her. Her tight slit was stretched out around his thick cock as she moaned in pleasure. Her paw that had been caressing his length came up, gripping his shoulder as her other paw still held his head close to her.

"Ahh. Yes. Oh, gods, yes." She had forgotten how good it felt to have a hard cock inside her, and this particular cock was not just hard, but young and full of vigor and enough seed inside to get her pregnant if he chose to release inside her. "Fuck me, Tetora. Fuck me, please."

Tetora was amazed that she only cried out and didn't simply scream, as he had taken two or three partners the same way when he was younger and they screamed at the sudden intrusion, claiming it hurt. But Deidre, his smutty older teacher, got off on the rough treatment.

Holding her leg up and pinning her body to the wall with his smaller form felt as good as having his cock buried inside of his teacher's wet, tight slit. Controlling her and easily turning her on to the point where she was begging for him was enough to make him shiver in pleasure.

"I own your pussy," he growled at her, nipping at her breasts through the annoying layer of shirt and bra, making him bite harder to make the sensation go through the cloth, while he began to lift and shove his hips forward, drilling his length up into his half-naked teacher with a frantic pace.

Deidre moaned softly as his cock pounded away at her, only his hips truly pinning her to the wall. She could topple them over, but for the moment, she was enjoying what he was doing to her. She was finally getting what she needed, a good hard fuck, and it was from a young student. She knew that if anyone ever found out that this happened, her career as a teacher would be over.

"Yes, Tetora. Oh, yes," she moaned her agreement to his growled words, not fighting him at all in his possession of her, as his teeth nipped hard at her breasts. But suddenly she pressed herself against him, pushing away from the wall, knocking them onto the ground, before she rolled them over, once more taking the submissive position.

Tetora growled dominantly as she moaned agreement, the fact that he had so totally possessed her thrilling him. So much so that he was surprised when she pushed herself forward, knocking them to the ground, leaving the femme on top of him.

He was about to roughly toss her off him and take her again from a different position, but Deidre either suspected this or wanted to be submissive, because she quickly rolled to her back, while he moved to stay on top of her.

"Get your legs around my waist, you old slut," he growled at her, grabbing her shirt with both paws and tugging in either direction, using his youthful vigor and natural strength to tear the god awful shirt in half and grab her bra, doing the same, exposing her breasts so he could push his face into her bust, licking roughly at her soft fur-covered mounds while he waited for the best position to pound down into his teacher.

Deidre wrapped her legs around Tetora's waist, her hips rising up towards his, while she growled playfully and softly at him, "I told you, Tetora, I'm not a slut. I'm yours, but I'm not a slut." The only seriousness in her voice was when she said ‘I'm yours'.

Her paws again delved into his head fur as he started licking at her breasts after ripping her shirt and bra from her. "And those, you little punk, are the only clothes I have with me. I didn't plan on this," she held his head close to her breasts as he licked and teased her breasts, her voice soft, the sensual tone letting him know she was teasing him, and her arching back and low moans as he licked telling him to continue.

Tetora groaned as he felt her legs wrap around his waist, amused by the playful way she growled back at him while lifting her hips toward him. She understood she was his, but she was still playful, the girl, the sexual little beast that had been pushed down by the years without a good ride.

While he licked at her breasts, she was holding his head fur, obviously feeling pleasure as she was still using a soft and sensual tone. Moving his lips over to the front of her breast, he closed his lips over her nipple, suckling hard at her as he manipulated the hard nipple with the tip of his tongue.

Capitalizing the fact her legs were now spread over him, Tetora lifted his hips by pushing up with his toes, pushing forward and down with all his strength, making her accept his weight as he was focusing only on her soft breasts and tight slit. But he did have the presence of mind to make a promise, "You're going to be staying naked for the weekend. You'll be lucky if you can walk, let alone give a shit if you have a shirt."

Deidre moaned as Tetora took her nipple into his muzzle and suckled hard at her soft breast, her paws holding him close to her. His thrust into her drew another moan of pleasure from her, louder this time as she bucked her hips up against his.

"Mmmm, Tetora. You feel so good inside me. But what do you plan on telling your parents about my presence, especially if I'm naked? I can see it now. I'll end up in jail for having sex with a minor. Despite the fact that you instigated this, Tetora, I'll be the one in jail for it happening."

Tetora liked hearing the older femme moan under him, feeling her hips buck toward him as a physical plead for more, and using his strength and weight he was easily accomplishing that. But she decided to slow their pace by talking, and he grew obviously annoyed.

Glaring up at her as he purposefully dropped his hips down harder than he had ever attempted before, raising a paw to quickly push two fingers into her muzzle, rubbing against the front of her tongue as he continued to push his weight into every rough thrust.

"Shut up and get ready for a hot load in your cunt," Tetora growled at her, not wanting to talk more than that because it was distracting, and he was riding the high so close to the edge that speeding up the rate of his thrusts would soon have him coating the femme's walls with seed.

Deidre didn't fight as his fingers pushed into her muzzle, but instead, started suckling at his fingers, mimicking what she wanted to do to his cock sometime this weekend, if he truly planned on keeping her through the weekend.

She bucked her hips up against his, welcoming his thrusts into her now, wanting to reach the pinnacle of her orgasm, but also wanting to feel his load filling her. She wasn't sure which one was more important to her, his release or hers.

Receiving exactly the reaction he was hoping for, Tetora grinned, grabbing her breast in his muzzle with a renewed vigor, tugging at her nipple with his lips as he humped down into her, feeling her hips raise up to welcome him, making the angle all the easier to bury himself in her.

With his teacher suckling on his fingers, her legs wrapped around his waist, Tetora groaned lewdly into her bust, nuzzling his head hard into her as his hips jerked forward and pinned his teacher into the ground as his knot forced itself into her and his enthusiastic wolfhood jerked upward inside her, his release spurting seed deep into her, and having no partners for some time making the orgasm all the larger and stronger.

Deidre suckled his fingers, not stopping even as his hips pinned hers to the ground as he released inside her, his seed spraying her walls and then continuing to fill her cunt. The seal of her walls around his knot kept his seed from just leaking from her, but forced it higher into her, filling her womb.

Her legs tightened around his waist, holding him inside her while she manipulated her cunt walls to squeeze around his cock, milking him of more of his seed. While she was submissive to him, she was very greedy and wanted more. More sex, more orgasms between them, more of his seed filling her cunt.

Tetora was tense throughout his entire release, feeling her suckling on his fingers even as he was spurting seed inside of her strongly, she just clung to him tightly, milking him through ought his orgasm, obviously not caring that he wasn't wearing a condom.

With an arrogantly smug expression, he slowly slid his fingers out from between her soft lips, grabbed her legs by the knees, and forced them open, pulling out roughly from her cunt, allowing him to move himself up and rest with his knees on either side of her chest, grabbing her head with both paws to pull her to his still hard length, which was messy with his release.

"I know you want it, so go ahead and clean it while you feel my load inside you." He was still young and arrogant enough that he didn't think or care about pregnancy, he just knew that coming inside of her without a condom felt the best, and that was all that mattered. That and that she took him between her soft lips at his rough urging.

Deidre whimpered as he pulled his fingers from her lips, then pulled her legs wide apart as he pulled himself from her filled cunt. Immediately, she clenched her walls, keeping his load inside her as she watched him moving up over her, his knees on either side of her. He pulled her head up, and her muzzle parted letting his cock slide into her warm, moist muzzle as she licked his cock, then took him into her muzzle, suckling on him hard.

Not only did she want to make sure she did a good job cleaning him, but she wanted to make sure that she made him see what an older femme like her had to offer that these young ones knew nothing of. She worked her way down his length, slowly taking all of him into her muzzle, then, controlling the natural gag reflex that everyone has, slowly deep throated him.

Tetora was surprised to find that when he moved up and pulled her head to his length that his teacher quickly parted her lips, submissively letting him slide between her soft lips. Feeling her licking him as she took him in, he groaned, his length sensitive so soon after release, making his muscles shudder.

If cleaning him wasn't enough, she also engulfed him, pushing herself forward, slowly shifting him deep until he felt like he was inside of her again, but knowing he wasn't. Groaning loudly, he pushed his pelvis at her muzzle, amazed that she could take him so deep. "Shit, you can take it that far?" He shuddered, feeling hardness return to him despite his recent release, leaving him humping at her muzzle enthusiastically.

Deidre moaned as Tetora started thrusting into her muzzle, his cock filling her muzzle and throat as he claimed her second hole so far, though he hadn't said her muzzle was his yet, she knew she would do everything she could to get him to fill her throat with his thick cream.

She let her throat work over the part of his length that was buried in it, squeezing and relaxing in regular intervals so it felt like her throat was massaging his cock, milking his seed from him.

Tetora was continually impressed with his slut, even as he thrust at himself between her lips and into her throat, she did not struggle. All she did was moan, and as his length was buried in her, it felt like she was desperately milking him, trying to get him to cum.

Groaning, he sped his thrusts, not caring if he was too rough and expecting he wasn't. Each quick and rough thrust had him shoved deep down her throat, where she was squeezing and releasing him, leaving him with a surprising lack of stamina.

"Take my load, you slut," he growled, which would obviously end up being a habit, as he brought his teacher's lips to the base of his length. Tetora's length pulsed and his seed was pushed rapidly through his length, his release aimed straight down her throat as he tilted his head back, his smooth muscled chest shining with sweat as he fulfilled himself in her muzzle.

Shuddering, he slowly pulled her off him, sitting back and panting, sitting his strong and muscled cheeks down just bellow her breasts, leaving his slowly diminishing wolfhood as it shrank back into his sheath resting between her soft breasts. "You can deep throat... that is fucking hot." He spoke between heavy breaths.

Deidre licked her muzzle after swallowing his entire load, letting out a satisfied moan as she looked up at him, small gasps coming from her throat. "And that, my dear Tetora, is why older, more experienced femmes are better than these young flighty ones. And you appear to know your anatomy very well, Tetora."

She slowly brought her paws up to rest them on his hips slowly stroking him as she looked up at him. "Is this truly what you planned? To rape your teacher? Or did you intend to seduce me, Tetora?" Her words were gasped out as she tried to catch her breath after the intense fucking she just got.

Tetora had the interesting sight of watching his teacher lick her muzzle after having her maw humped by her student, she was trying to catch her breath but that didn't keep her from releasing a satisfied moan. "Yeah, I figured you would catch on to my expertise sooner or later," he grinned arrogantly down at his teacher.

Watching her paws move up to his hips, he had to wonder if she was still wanting more, but then again he was still wearing his open shirt, his chest was glistening with sweat, and his hair was brushing thickly over his forehead, leaving him with a distinctly sexual and masculine appearance.

Still breathing quickly himself, he responded. "I was going to rape you the entire weekend and black mail you with the highlights. You're now going to ensure that the next two years of school are going to end with a B+ average," he said with enough confidence and conviction that it would be obvious he wasn't joking, and he had to wonder how disturbed she would be by his honesty.

"Two years, Tetora? For one weekend? Or do you plan on fucking me until you finish high school?" Deidre smiled up at him, wondering what her wayward student had up his sleeve now. He hadn't been failing the class, but rather had a decent grade in it.

But to feel his hard cock taking her, to taste his cock and seed, she knew she would make his grade even higher in her class. The rest might be a little more difficult, but she would make sure his grades were up at least as high as he was asking for.

Her paws stroked his hips lightly, still wanting more, but knowing that she had the entire weekend to look forward to more kept her from being too aggressive on it. She would bide her time until he decided to take her again.

Tetora titled his head to the side slightly, wondering why she hadn't reacted more negatively. Well he had ridden her pretty hard, and she had implied she hadn't gotten laid in a good long while, he guessed she was still getting off on it all and wasn't thinking straight, but with as horny as she was he couldn't be sure.

"I plan on fucking you until I get bored of it. I own you," he responded bluntly after a few moments of letting her soft smooth paws stroke over his hips, seeing from the hazed lust in her eyes that she still wanted more despite what he had already done to her. He hadn't expected her to get him excited enough for a second orgasm so soon, or he would have bent her over the couch and ridden her again already.

"Blackmailed into giving me passing grades so I can change my schedule, and a cum bucket until you stop managing to get me hard." To say Tetora was being blunt and crude would probably be an understatement, but, even if she became sickened or fearful, it would be way too late to reverse anything that had happened, and therefore it didn't make much a difference.

Deidre narrowed her eyes at him at his last words, truly not liking his insinuation about her status, or the veiled insult that she could ever stop getting him hard. She knew more tricks, even though she hadn't been sexually active recently, than he could ever think of.

One of her paws slid from his hips, drawing his attention to her movement as it slid over her breast to stroke the tip of his sheath as it rested in the furred valley between her breasts. She licked her muzzle again, her fingers lightly touching his sheath as she stroked him.

"Is that a challenge, Tetora?"

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