Living With My Yandere Professor

The next day dawned bright and clear after the stormy night. The forest around Carefree Mountain was fresh and alive, with birds chirping and sunlight filtering through the trees. After the intense night they had shared in the tent, Andrew and Scarlett spent the entire morning together, walking along the mountain trails, sharing breakfast by the campfire, and simply enjoying each other’s company without the pressure of college or the outside world.

Scarlett seemed more relaxed than usual. She wore a simple tank top and shorts, her long hair tied in a loose ponytail. The way she smiled at him, the gentle touches, and the lingering looks made it clear that last night had brought them even closer.

In the afternoon, Scarlett decided to go for a swim in the clear river that flowed nearby. The water was cool and inviting, sparkling under the sun.

"I’m going to swim for a bit," she told him, standing up and stretching. "You can join if you want."

Andrew watched her walk toward the riverbank, his eyes following the sway of her hips. He waited a few minutes, then stood up and followed.

Scarlett had already waded into the water up to her waist. She turned when she heard him approaching, a small smile on her lips. The sunlight made her skin glow, and the water droplets on her shoulders shimmered like tiny diamonds.

Andrew stepped into the river, the cool water sending a pleasant shiver up his spine. He waded closer until he was standing right in front of her. The current gently pushed against them, but they stood firm, facing each other.

Scarlett looked up at him, her eyes soft. "You really came."

"I couldn’t let you swim alone," he replied, his voice low.

He reached out and gently brushed a wet strand of hair from her face. Scarlett leaned into his touch. The moment felt peaceful, intimate, and full of unspoken feelings. The river flowed around them, the sounds of the forest fading into the background.

Andrew stepped even closer, his hands resting on her waist under the water. Scarlett placed her hands on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. They stood like that for a while, simply enjoying the closeness and the cool water surrounding them.

Then Andrew leaned down and kissed her. It was slow and tender at first, but quickly deepened as the passion from the previous night reignited. Scarlett wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back with equal warmth. The river water lapped gently against their bodies as they lost themselves in each other once again.

The world outside their small bubble, the other students, the tents, the mountain, felt distant and unimportant.

For now, it was just the two of them.

Andrew deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against Scarlett’s as the cool river water flowed around their bodies. His hands gripped her waist tighter, pulling her flush against him. The contrast between the cold water and the heat building between them made every touch feel electric.

Scarlett pulled back slightly, breathing heavily. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes darted nervously toward the riverbank where other students’ tents were visible in the distance.

"Andrew... it’s day," she whispered urgently, her voice a mix of arousal and caution. "Others can see us. We can’t do this here..."

But Andrew didn’t care anymore.

The nights of intense passion with her, the way she had surrendered to him completely, had changed something inside him. The timid boy who once feared her was gone. In its place was a bolder, more possessive version of himself.

He kissed her again, harder this time, silencing her protest. One hand slid down to her ass, squeezing it firmly through her wet shorts as he pressed his hardening cock against her thigh under the water.

"I don’t care," he murmured against her lips, his voice low and rough. "Let them see. You’re mine."

Scarlett’s breath hitched. She tried to push him away weakly, but her body betrayed her, her hips rolled against him instinctively. Andrew took advantage, slipping his hand inside her shorts and panties, finding her already wet and warm despite the cool river water.

He pushed two fingers inside her without warning. Scarlett gasped sharply, her nails digging into his shoulders as he began thrusting them slowly, curling them to stroke that sensitive spot inside her.

"Andrew... someone might..." she whimpered, but her words dissolved into a soft moan as he kissed her neck, sucking on her skin while his fingers continued their relentless rhythm.

He didn’t stop. He pushed her shorts and panties down just enough under the water, freeing his hard cock. Gripping her thigh, he lifted her leg slightly and positioned himself at her entrance.

With one smooth, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her.

Scarlett’s eyes widened, and she bit down hard on his shoulder to muffle her cry. The feeling of him stretching her so suddenly in the open river made her tremble. Andrew groaned quietly, savoring the tight, wet heat surrounding him.

He began fucking her right there in the river, slow but deep thrusts, his hips rolling against hers as the water rippled around them. Each stroke pushed him deep inside her, the cool water making the heat of their connection even more intense.

Scarlett clung to him, her face buried in his neck, trying desperately to stay quiet. Her moans were muffled against his skin, but her body responded eagerly, her pussy clenching around his cock with every thrust, her hips moving to meet him.

Andrew’s hand slipped between them, rubbing her clit as he fucked her harder. The risk of being seen only seemed to fuel him more. He was bolder now, more confident, driven by the nights he had spent ravishing her.

"You feel so good," he whispered hotly against her ear. "I don’t care who sees. I want you right now."

Scarlett could only moan softly in response, her resistance completely melted away as pleasure overwhelmed her. The river water splashed gently around them as Andrew continued to thrust into her, claiming her in broad daylight with reckless abandon.

The thrill of the moment consumed them both.

Andrew’s thrusts grew faster and deeper, the cool river water splashing around them with every powerful movement. He gripped Scarlett’s hips tightly, pulling her back onto his cock as he drove into her from behind. The feeling of her tight, wet pussy clenching around him, combined with the thrill of being out in the open, pushed him closer to the edge.

Scarlett was trembling, her face buried against his shoulder, desperately trying to muffle her moans. Her inner walls fluttered wildly around his thick cock as her orgasm built rapidly.

"I’m... I’m going to cum..." she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.

Andrew groaned and fucked her harder, his hips slapping against her ass under the water. "Cum for me," he whispered hotly against her ear. "Let go."

With a choked, muffled cry, Scarlett came hard. Her pussy spasmed violently around his cock, milking him with powerful contractions as waves of intense pleasure crashed through her body. Her legs shook, and she clung to him tightly, biting down on his shoulder to stay quiet.

The feeling of her cumming around him was too much. Andrew thrust deep one final time and groaned as he came, flooding her pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum. He kept moving through his orgasm, pushing his seed deep inside her until it started leaking out, mixing with the river water around them.

They stayed locked together for a long moment, breathing heavily. Finally, Andrew slowly pulled out. A trail of his cum leaked from her swollen pussy, dripping into the river. Scarlett’s legs were shaky as he helped her adjust her clothes.

They waded out of the river together, water dripping from their bodies. Scarlett’s cheeks were flushed, and she kept glancing nervously toward the other tents in the distance.

But Andrew wasn’t satisfied yet.

The moment they reached the treeline, he gently but firmly pushed her back against a thick tree trunk, his body pressing against hers. His hands slid under her wet shirt, cupping her breasts as he leaned in to kiss her neck.

"Andrew... no," Scarlett whispered, her voice a mix of protest and lingering arousal. "Not here. Someone might see us..."

She tried to push him away lightly, but Andrew didn’t stop. He kissed her deeply, his hardness pressing against her thigh again, clearly ready for more.

Scarlett turned her head slightly, denying the kiss. "Andrew, stop... it’s too risky."

But Andrew was already too far gone. The boldness from their night together had only grown stronger. He pressed closer, his hands roaming over her body with clear intent.

Scarlett turned her head slightly, her voice a shaky whisper. "Andrew... stop... it’s too risky. Someone might see us..."

But Andrew didn’t stop. He pressed her back more firmly against the thick tree trunk, his body flush against hers. His hands slid under her wet shirt, cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently as he kissed along her neck, sucking on her sensitive skin.