I guess this is part 1 of a story… I hope someone enjoys it. Thanks.
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*knock knock*
“Hi professor?”
She said.
She wore a tight peach tee, a peach colored mini skirt, socks, baby hydra platform boots, and a brushed velvet fedora. Her shirt was stretched tightly over her 44 inch, H-cup chest. She didn’t wear a bra but instead her nipples were covered by colorful cloud pasties. When he looked up, he could see the tops of pasties peek out from above her shirt.
She had a big smile on her face and her eyes were accented by velma-style eye glasses. She appeared nervous and her eyes appeared full of innocence and obliviousness.
Her dark chocolate skin glowed in the sunlight that shone through the window.
“Hello? What may I do for you?”
She walked through his doorway and she was followed by the faint sent of harajuku pop electric baby perfume. Her dark lips were brushed with peaches boba lip gloss.
“Hi professor, I’m in your math class. I’m a senior. I know I’m not doing too well. I’m really worried about my grade because I want to graduate on time.”
He cleared a cushioned oak chair next to his desk. A stack of papers and books he shuffled clumsily onto the bookcase in front of his window.
“Please, sit down” he gestured to her towards the chair.
As she sat down she noticed her hello kitty panties stick out from underneath her skirt. She blushed deeply and her chocolate face turned flush
“Oh my gosh, professor! I’m sorry you have to see that!”
“It’s ok!” He said as he saw the outline of her labia through her panties. He could catch the shadow of tufts of thick hair sticking to the front of her crotch. He caught his breathe, swallowed and composed himself.
“What is the class you are taking?”
“I’m taking linear algebra. I have a 68%.”
“You need a 72% to pass.”
“I know!” She bounced up from her chair as she said that and her H cup breasts flew out of her top and hit her chin as the plopped back down.
“Oh geez, professor. I’m so sorry!” She quickly took one large torpedo shaped breast and stuffed it back into her peach shirt followed by the other. Her nails were covered in only orange pastel nail polish and each breast made her hands disappear as she grabbed one to replace it into her shirt.
He coughed and cleared his thought as he looked away from her chair to his computer.
“Let’s take a look at the syllabus to see what we have left,”
“It looks like we have the final exam”
“I know” she responded with a dejection tinged with excitement.
“I just want to pass so I can graduate!” She threw her hands up and her top flopped onto the corner of his desk. She covered her face in her arms which rested on her heavy breasts.
He swallowed and pursed his lips as he saw this mountain of flesh stretched in this t-shirt on his desk.
He grabbed some tissues from his drawer and offered on to her
“Thanks” she said as tears streamed down her face. She dabbed her cheeks dry of the watery streaks.
She saw a photo on his desk. He was holding a cat.
“Is that your cat? He’s adorable!”
“Her name is pikachu. My daughter named her. She’s an american wire hair.”
Her eyes widened to the size of saucers and the sunlight sparkled off of her pupils like light bouncing off of diamonds. Her bright white teeth glowed as she smiled.
She took a deep heaving breath which caused the left seam of her shirt to tear rip
Her professor stared at the massive torpedo of flesh bursting out onto the corner of his desk.
“Do you want something to cover yourself?”
“No, why would I need that? I just want to pass this class” she lamented.
As she adjusted herself, he continued to hear and see the consistent thud of her H cup breast hitting his desk. He wondered what was underneath the cloud pasty, but tried to focus on the failing grade.
“You aren’t a math major, are you?” He asked
“No, I’m history and economics” she said.
“Are you writing a thesis?”
“Yes! I’m looking at the effects of the black death on the transition from medieval feudal modes of production to proto-capitalist modes of production. It’s a bit neo-annalles school meets world systems theory”
“That sounds interesting”
“Yeah, I think so” she let out a giggle and moved her legs in his direction. He noticed that her butt filled the entire chair.
“You like my skirt? Thanks!” She innocently got up and turned around for him.
“Do you think it’s too short?” She bent over and he saw what he thought was 40+ inches of dark chocolate booty in his face, the cheeks covered only by the thin cotton panties that he wanted to rip off of her.
The panties were pink cotton with hello kitty images dotted all over them. They hugged her ass cheeks.
“No, I don’t think your skirt is too short. Why do you ask?”
“Well… it’s embarrassing to talk about.”
“Please, I want you to feel this is a safe space. Feel free to tell me.”
She scratched an itch on her crotch. He thought he heard the sound of a hyper wet pussy.
“I’m a virgin and people make fun of me for that. I like to dress cute and they just tease that my shirts are too small or my skirts are too short.”
“The girls and boys in my dorm tease me and call me loli. I like my style. Do you think I my outfit is cute, professor?”
“Yes I think your outfit is cute.”
“Thanks!” Her teeth shone brightly as she grinned and hugged she went to hug him. He stepped to his right as she squeezed close to him.
“Wow! Professor, what is sticking out of your pant leg. I felt a log when I just hugged you.”
He looked beet red in the face and shifted his eyes to avoid direct contact with hers
“Is your leg ok, professor?”
He coughed and cleared his throat
“I’m sorry. I’m very sorry. This is unprofessional of me”
“What are you sorry for? I am worried about your leg. My roommate fractured her leg right at her thigh and it was just like yours is.”
“No, it’s not my leg. My leg is fine… samantha is your name?”
“No, professor! My name is tabitha. But my friends call me tabby, like a tabby cat. Meow!”
“See!”
She pulls back her jet black hair to reveal a kitten-ears headband
“Your friends call you tabby cat?”
“No! Just tabby. Meow.” She smiled and playfully grabbed his thigh as if her hand were a cat’s paw.
She laughed exhubirtanlty and as she did, her soft round dark cocoa belly jiggled like a bowl of fresh ripe blackberry jelly.
As her belly jiggled her H cup tits slapped against her tummy. Shaped like torpedoes, full and with the pasties beginning to peel away at the bottom, the professor could see the saucer-sized areolas underneath as her gigantic breasts wobbled and slapped as the laughter left her chest.
She smiled at the professor and asked him “so professor, you still haven’t told me what’s wrong?”
“I’m embarrassed to tell you. It makes me ashamed”
“Why? Don’t be ashamed professor!”
*deep inhale*
“Ok”
*exhale*
“I’ll tell you why I’m embarrassed.”
“Thank you” she brushes his hand with hers.
“So why are you embarrassed?” She asked with an innocent and oblivious expression on her face.
He sat back in his chair and got behind his computer screen
“Tabby, I have an erection right now”
“What?! Omg professor are you looking at porn on your pc?”
She jumps up and bolts to his desk and places her hand on his hard cock as she looks at his computer screen. Her giant breasts are smothering his face. He smells the scent of lalaloopsy on her chest as face is stuffed into her exposed breasts. She frantically scrolls through the webpage he is on to see that it is *The Washington Post.*
She moves his chair back to look closer and adjust herself so that he is sitting in his chair and her giant ass is sticking in his face. He can see a stain from the cotton panties and smell the aroma of her creamy virgin pussy. She bends over and her ass cheeks hit his face and his mouth becomes muffled by the fabric of her panties. His nose is down and he smells her asshole.
He gently bites her panties as she stands upright and he let’s go with a rip
“Professor, this isn’t porn this is the Washington Post.”
She looks back at him. He is sitting in his chair and his legs are spread wide. She is standing in between his open legs. His erection is sticking out and has turned his the fabric on the right of his crotch into a tent.
She looks down and grabs his erect cock with her left hand while she puckers her lips and asks him with smile
“Professor, why do you have an erection?”
She holds onto the fabric of his erect cock in her chocolate fingers. She breathes deeply, heaving her chest and expanding her breasts with every deep inhale into her chest.
She stood fully erect with her ass in his face and she felt the cool breeze of air hitting her ass crack.
She moved her hand behind her back and groped her panties only to grab air.
“Oh no! My panties ripped!”
She turned with an apologetic look on her face. She saw an image that took her by surprise.
“Oh my god. Professor. Why is your mouth filled with my panty fabric?”
Her head was tilted and her eyebrow was scrunched up as a confused and quizzical expression came across her face.
Sticking out of his mouth was a 2 inch swatch of fabric stained with his drool. Clenched in his teeth was another inch crumbled together. With every breathe he inhaled, he smelled her young fertile region. With every gulp and swallow, he tasted the savory, acidic droplets of her jizz which had stained her panties.
He stood in front of her.
She turned around placed her hand inside of the hole where the fabric ripped.
“Look at this! There is a huge hole in my underwear!”
He looked down and saw two giant ass cheeks and the crack in between them.
He could see her asshole as she bent down to expose the hole
“Professor, look how big the hole in my panties is!”
She bended down on her knees so her ass was sticking out at its fullest.
He could see the creamy strings of jizz dripping out of her pussy and streaking down her ass. Goblets of cream were dripping into her panties at the front of her crotch where the fabric remained. He could see that she was untrimmed and her bushy, curly dark hair was covered in her cum.
He walked close to her such that she could feel his erect penis against her panty fabric. He put his face against her hair and sniffed her head. He took a deep breathe and smelled the scent of strawberries and cream shampoo.
“strawberries and cream?”
“Y-y-ye-ss, professor”
She swallowed hard
“Sit down in my chair, tabby”
She sat down in his chair
“Professor, can you hand me my bookbag please?”
“Of course” he grabbed it and set it on her lap. He pushed it into her swollen macromastia tits. “Here you go”. The force of his push and the weight of her bag pressed against her chest and expanded the area of her tits to stretch beyond both of her shoulders at the sides and touch her face above her chin.
“You shouldn’t be embarrassed, professor”
She sheepishly looked down at her bookbag. She looked up and licked her lips
“Can I show you something? I’m embarrassed.”
“Go ahead, tabby”
She unzipped her bookbag. He could here the sound of books, notebooks and other things moving around.
She pulled out a 6 inch long 4 inch thick white flesh colored dildo. It smelled like her pussy. It was covered in a mixture of dry cum and fresh jizz.
“I used this before I came to your office”
“Lick your cum off of your dildo”
“Wha–? Lick the –”
“Sssshhh”
“Do you want to pass my math class, tabby?”
“Yes, –”
“Then follow my instructions.
“Lick your cum off of your dildo”
“How does it taste?”
“I don’t know. Weird?” She giggles
“Good job. If you keep this up, you will get a passing grade”
“Now continue to lick it. Make sure you lick it from top to bottom. Don’t miss any inch of it”
She continued to lick her dildo. She tasted the dried caked cum and the creamy fresh cum in her mouth. She gagged a little it hit her tongue.
“Make sure to swallow”
She swallowed her cum she licked and it felt weird and strange going down her throat.
She coughed and had an ick look on her face.
When he saw this he approached her and touched her shoulder
“You’re doing an excellent job” and traced his finger across her upper lip.
She sticks her tongue and smiles a toothy grin
“Has a man ever rubbed your clitoris, tabby?”
With her tongue in mid-lick up the dildo shaft, she answers with a slightly garbled
“No, peofessow”
He removes the bookbag still placed on her lap. The left pasty fell off of her nipple and stuck to the bookbag. Her tits hung down to her bellybutton.
He placed his hand underneath her skirt and grabbed the cotton fabric of her panties.
The fabric was moist with her heat and cum. He could feel her pussy hairs resting and matted on the fabric.
“You will answer yes to that question starting today” he told her as she shuddered at the feeling of his hand touching her crotch.
He rubbed his hand in a circle around her labia lips, tracing her lips with his fingers and running his fingers in between her flaps and touching up against her clit and pressing hard, as if it were a button to activate her.
He cupped the back of the dildo and shoved it into her mouth causing her to gag and asked her
“Which tastes better: your dildo?”
He yanked the dildo from her mouth and inserted his cum-stained hand
“Or you?”
He pulls his fingers out of her mouth and sticks them back onto her crotch
“Remove your skirt”
“Yes professor”
*smack*
He slaps her right cheek and the sound echoes in his office. She winces.
“I will give you permission to talk. Otherwise you stay silent”
She nods and removes her skirt and it drops to the floor
“Take off your panties”
She removes her panties. They are soaked in her grool.
He places his finger inside of her pussy and begins to finger her. He searches for her g-spot and finds it.
He pushes her against the window. Her giant ass was stuck to the window. He grips her throat and chokes her while he is fingering her.
He forces her to squirt while he chokes her. She can barely breathe and lets out inaudible screams as she cums and a pool of her juice onto the floor. He lets go of her throat and she begins to gasp and cough.
He pulls her towards his desk and bends her over.
“Rub your finger on your pussy and get it covered in your cum and give it to me.”
She rubs her finger in her pussy and covers it in her jizz and gives it to him. He inserts her finger into her asshole
“You need some lube”
He removed her finger from her asshole and set it on his desk
“Bend your legs and open your ass”
He spat into her ass.
He picked up her dildo and put it up her asshole.
He pulled her by the hair and stuck the dildo into her asshole
“Do you like it? You may say yes, daddy”
“Yes, daddy”
He began to thrust the dildo up and down her asshole.
She winces in pain and tears begin to well inside of her eyes.
“Oww”
“What did I tell you about talking?”
“No talking, daddy. But it hurts”
He thrust the dildo harder up her asshole
“I said no talking”
He picks up her panties from the floor and stuffs them into her mouth.
He thrusts the dildo up and down until she begins to whimper. He abuses her asshole even harder by thrusting the dildo to the back of her vaginal wall. She feels the pleasure of those nerves and that wall being forcibly aroused. Her whimpers turn to cries and she begins to sob.
“You’re getting my desk wet!”
“Wipe up your tears with those fat udders on your chest, cow!”
She proceeds to wipe the tears getting her tits slippery
“Stop!”
He spanks her ass hard and leaves a red mark on her dark cheek.
“All you are doing is redistributing your tears. Wipe your tears up with that rag in your mouth. Go on, use your mouth rag to soak your tears”
She moves her mouth up and down his desk and soaks up her tears with her panties.
Tears continue to stream down her face and strings of snot drip out of her nostrils.
As she is wiping her tears with her panty stuffed mouth and being brutalized by her dildo her knees begin to buckle and her fat ass jiggles as she squats down.
“Yes, slut. You’re doing great”
She feels two of of his fingers rub her g-spot and she let’s out a muffled tear covered scream into the wooden desktop.
More of her cum hits the floor.
He turns her around and rips off the other pasty from her areola to reveal another saucer sized areola and an erect 1/2 nipple.
“Get on your knees, tabby.”
She gets on her knees and he yanks her head up by the hair. He yanks her dildo from her asshole and rips her panties from her mouth, only to stuff the dildo into her mouth.
He opens his desk drawer woosh and removes a half 24 ounce bottle of baby oil.
“We’re going to need a lot of oil”
She is on all fours. She is naked. The cool wooden floor causes her hands and knees some discomfort and also goosebumps appear. Her breasts are so large that they drag against the floor.
He walks around her and stops in front of her. She looks up at him.
“Do not look at me unless I give you permission!”
She looks down at floor, her eyes staring at the wooden floor slats.
She cannot see what he is doing, but he hears his footsteps go to the front of his office. She hears the opening of a closet door *squeek*.
She hears the movement of hangers on a wall-mounted rack and the clanking of a chain.
“Daddy, may I ask you a question?”
“No”
She hears the snap of leather *clap clap*
She hears his footsteps walk back towards her. Following his footsteps is the sound of metal being dragged across a wooden floor.
She hears the footsteps stop. She feels the fabric of his pants touch her shoulders and her tits.
“Lift up your head”
She lifts up her head
He smacks her in the back of the head and grabs her cheeks and says to her
“You say ‘yes, daddy’ when you are given a command. Do you understand slut?”
“Yes, daddy” she says as tears begin to streak down her cheeks.
“Lift up your head”
“Yes, daddy”
She had spat out the dildo when she responded to him.
“Pick up the dildo and place it back into your mouth!”
“Yes, daddy”
She picked her saliva covered dildo and returned it to her mouth. He shoved it in deep so that she began to gag and heave as the base of the dildo was an inch away from her lips.
He was straddled across her shoulders.
“Lift up your head so that you look into my eyes”
With the dildo in her mouth she muffled
“Yss drool “d-dy”
She looked up into her eyes. He caressed her forehead and softly moved her hair to the side. He held up the leather and chain. She saw that he held a leather dog collar and leash in his hand. He took the dog collar and placed it around her neck.
Her eyes remained locked onto his. He pressed his pants against the back of her head and she felt his throbbing cock.
He adjusted the collar so that it was fastened tightly around her neck. He fastened it 3 holes in. She winced as he secured the collar around her neck.
He grabbed the chain and moved in front of her. Her eyes were still focused on his eyes. He yanked the metal chain and she heaved.
*vroof*
Her eyes welled up and drool dripped down her dildo and a large gob of drool hit the floor.
“This is a good fit”
“Look down on the floor!”
“Yss, d-dd” she muffles
He yanked the chain and she gagged again
*vroop*
He slapped both of her ass cheeks and mashed her tits. He yanked her nipples and stretched them until she began to cry again.
She let out a muffled scream as she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes
“Oopffffdkdelordordddodddaaadidid”
“Good cow. Let’s prepare your udders for milking”
She heard the squeeze of a bottle pffft
And she felt cold oil drop onto her back. She shivered.
“Daddy is going to treat you good”
She felt his hands spreading the oil onto her back and her ass. She felt the oil drip into her ass crack. She heard the alternating rhythms of the splurt of the baby oil and the warmth of his hands spreading it all over her body.
He rubbed it over her soft big belly and her drooling pussy. He rubbed it onto her fat tits and dark saucer areolas. He took special care to lather her nipples. She felt him rub her neck and her cheeks and her lips and she went blind as he rubbed her eyelids and forehead with oil. Her thighs and toes and the soles of her feet were coated in this glistening oil.
“Look up in the mirror and admire yourself”
“Yss dd-dd”
She garbled.
She saw her reflection in a full length mirror on his office wall. She glistened brightly in the light. Her dark skin was coated in baby oil and as she looked in the mirror her eyes were covered in oil and she continued to cry as it stung her eyeballs.
Her massive H cup tits heaved with every breathe and slapped and dragged on the floor leaving a massive oily imprint where her tits struck the hardwood. Her pussy was drenched and oil and grool dripped in a long thick column from her virgin vagina to the hardwood floor. Her belly was covered in oil and sparkled in the reflection.
He yanked her by the chain and it pulled her head back
“Who’s your daddy?”
“You are, daddy”
He pulled her chain again and yelled
“Arch your back and expose those udders.”
“Yss, ddfe”
She arched her back and pushed her tits out far in front of her. They wobbled and slapped against her nose.
He got on his knees next to her right side and removed the dildo from her mouth
“Thank your daddy”
“Thank you, daddy”
He put his hands around her erect fat nipples and proceeded to pull down on them gently.
“Daddy is thirsty for some chocolate milk from these dark chocolate udders”
“Yes, daddy”
He massaged and fondled her breasts. His hands glistened with the baby oil as he moved around her massive chest. He tugged and twisted and coaxed gently her hard long nipples. He teased and flicked them and smiled as they sprung back straight down like taught cables.
He rubbed, caressed and massaged her nipples for another 45 minutes until he heard a guttural gasp
“Oooohhh…. uuuugghhh”
And he saw droplets drip from her nipples. Within 10 seconds the droplets were dense streams of white colored liquid hitting the wooden floor underneath her breasts.
He saw her eyes roll into the back of her head while she let another guttural moan
“Uuuuuugggghhhhhfggggg”
He pushed her left breast up to her mouth and told her
“Suck the liquid out of your tit”
“Yes daddy”
She opened her mouth and stuffed her nipple into it. She drank the liquid from her left tit while he continued to milk the right one. Liquid continued to splash onto the floor.
He squeezed her tit flesh to ensure that she took an ample sip of her own liquid.
“That is all. Let go of your tit and give it back to me.”
She let go and it fell with a thud out of her mouth and slapped her belly. Liquid continued to spray out of it.
“Was it your milk you tasted?”
“Yes daddy”
“Your milk is flowing from your tits?”
“Yes daddy”
“You are a good girl. You may look at yourself in the mirror”
She looked up and saw her reflection in the mirror. She saw her charcoal skin shining brilliantly coated in the glistening baby oil now warm under the heat of the light and the force of the professor’s depraved and lewd sexual energy. She saw her giant breasts — her udders — sway with every pull or her stiff nipples and watched as the milky liquid sprayed out of her nipples and onto the floor where it mixed with her sweat and the baby oil in a reflective viscous pool that slid around her.
He pulled her head and chest up by the collar. She heard the clank of the metal chains and the raw leather rub against her neck. Her arms flailed and she slid as her giant ass rested on her calves.
“Daddy is thirsty”
“Yes daddy”
He kneeled in front of her
“Hold daddy’s next to your hershey chocolate kiss nipples”
“Yes daddy”
He held her chain while she cradled his head in the crick of her elbow.
He took a leaking udder into his hand
“Give daddy his chocolate milk”
“Yes daddy”
He latched nto her 1/2 rock hard chocolate nipple and the milk began to spray into his mouth. He sucked it like a vaccum suction into his mouth and down his throat. She began to moan as he continued to suck with more force and quicker suckles. She couldn’t produce enough milk to keep up with his appetite.
He stuck her other nipple into his mouth and voraciously suckled both simultaneously. Her engorged breasts were feeding this older lecherous man and she was being drained dry. He suckled intensely for 10 minutes as her nipples began to hurt and chafe from his suckling lips.
He grabbed her right hand and he pulled it down to her clit and be began to rub her clit with her index and middle fingers.
She let out a moan as breast milk continued to spray out of her fat hershey kiss teardrop tits and her cum began to spray like a stream of urine onto the floor and onto the professor’s pants.
He stopped suckling her tits and spit them out of her mouth. He yanked the chain leash forward and spat in her face.
“You got my pants wet! Say you are sorry!” he yanked her collar by the chain and pulled her head forward.
“I’m sorry daddy”
“Help daddy remove his pants”
“Yes daddy”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qd5dss/m4fthe_virgin_must_pass_math_class