**Back to School (An Explicit Anal Story)**

I hadn’t seen her in years, not since high school. Back then, we’d been inseparable—best friends with a messed-up, unspoken tension simmering between us. But life happened, and we drifted apart. Now, here she was, standing in the doorway of my classroom after hours, arms crossed, that same teasing smirk playing on her lips.

“Miss me?” she asked, stepping inside and letting the door click shut behind her.

I swallowed hard. Her tight jeans hugged her hips, her tank top barely containing the swell of her tits. My cock twitched in my pants just looking at her. She knew exactly what she was doing.

“What are you doing here?” I managed, trying to sound casual.

She walked slowly toward my desk, running her fingers along the edge. “Heard you were teaching now. Thought I’d drop by, see if you were still as… fun as you used to be.”

I remembered the last time we’d been alone—how she’d let me finger her in the back of my car, how she’d moaned when I pressed my thumb against her tight little asshole. But we’d never gone further than that. Now, the hunger in her eyes told me she wanted more.

She leaned over my desk, her ass sticking out, and my pulse spiked. “Remember how I used to tease you?” she murmured. “Always pulling away right when you got close?”

“Yeah,” I growled, standing up. “You were a fucking nightmare.”

She laughed, backing up until her ass bumped against the chalkboard. “Make me pay for it, then.”

I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed her, spinning her around and pressing her face-first against the board. She gasped, but I could hear the excitement in it. My hands slid down to her jeans, unbuttoning them roughly and yanking them down to her knees. Her panties were already damp, her pussy glistening. But that wasn’t what I wanted.

I pressed my fingers between her cheeks, rubbing over her tight little asshole. She shuddered, pushing back against my hand. “Always knew you wanted this,” she panted.

“Yeah, and you fucking loved teasing me about it.” I spat in my palm, slicking up my fingers before pressing one against her hole. She whimpered, but her hips rocked back, taking me in slowly.

“Fuck, still so tight,” I muttered, working my finger deeper. She was hot and clenching around me, her breath coming fast. I added a second finger, stretching her, feeling her tense before relaxing.

“Please,” she whined, grinding back. “I need more.”

I unfastened my pants, my cock springing free, already rock-hard. I spit into my hand again, slicking myself up before pressing the head against her ass.

“You sure?” I growled, gripping her hips.

“Yes, god, just fucking do it!”

I pushed in slowly, her gasp turning into a moan as her body resisted for just a second before giving in. Her ass was tight, squeezing my cock like a damn vice as I sank deeper. She buried her face against the chalkboard, her fingers curling against it as she took me inch by inch.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I groaned, finally bottoming out. I gave her a second to adjust, then pulled back before thrusting in hard. She cried out, but the way her body arched toward me told me she loved it.

I set a rough pace, gripping her hips as my cock slammed into her tight ass over and over. The wet sounds of our fucking mixed with her breathy moans, bouncing off the empty classroom walls.

“Harder,” she begged, pushing back against me.

I obliged, fucking her deeper, my balls slapping against her. She reached back, grabbing one of my hands and guiding it to her pussy. Her clit was swollen, her cunt dripping. I rubbed tight circles over it, and she whimpered, her body tightening around my cock.

“I’m gonna come,” she gasped, her legs shaking.

“Do it,” I growled, pounding into her. “Come on my cock.”

Her whole body tensed, her ass clamping down as she cried out. The pulsing around me drove me over the edge, and with a few more thrusts, I buried myself deep, spilling into her hot, tight ass.

We stayed like that for a moment, panting, before she turned her head to smirk at me. “Still got it, teach.”

I smirked back, giving her ass a slap as I pulled out. “Next time, don’t make me wait ten years.”

She laughed, bending over to pull up her jeans. “Who says I’m done?”

I knew then—this wasn’t the last time I’d be fucking her ass in this classroom.