Campus Temptation

saedo

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"So for Thursday, read Chapters 11 and 12," I directed. "Any questions? Alright, class dismissed."

The undergrads began gathering up their backpacks and books. Ordinarily, I liked to linger at the chalkboard to answer further questions, but today I grabbed my bag and dashed out the door. I had to get out of there before I lost all control.

Fortunately my office was in the same building. I vaulted up the stairs two at a time and exited on the fourth floor. I waved as my secretary rose to greet me, but didn't slow my pace.

"Hello, Professor Trask. Will you be-?"

"Sorry, Debra, no time to talk," I interrupted. "I don't want to be disturbed for the next hour." I kept striding down the hall and disappeared inside my office.

Only when I shut the door behind me could I at last relax. With a groan, I let loose of the tight mental reins I'd been holding on my libido. The erection I'd been preventing for nearly an hour ballooned along my right thigh.

She'd worn white today. Tight, as usual. Of course, with curves like hers, anything short of a mumu would be tight on her.

I knew her name, but ever since the semester had started, I'd only ever thought of her as The Girl. I'd been teaching here nigh on a decade. I'd probably had hundreds of cute coeds in my classes and thousands more cross my path in that time. You'd think I would get used to it.

But there was something special about this one. The Asian features definitely got to me - the air of exotic. God knows her breasts defied belief. You didn't see orbs that size on a frame that petite, but there they were. And the way she could wear a pair of skinny jeans; sometimes I was almost sure they were painted on.

I winced at the need in my groin. Yeah, this was a bad one. I had just enough self-control not to let my arousal become visibly evident during class; I'd be a laughing stock on campus if I didn't. But holding back my libido the entire lecture class only seemed to intensify the problem later on.

I sighed. The bulge along my thigh was ridiculously obvious. No way this was going down soon. I might have to relieve the pressure manually. Maybe I had some hand lotion in my desk. . . .
 
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Jane
Age:23
Basic Appearance: CLICK ME
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Jane had started packing up as soon as the clock had read 8:00 PM. It was the last class for her, for the night and for the week. She was ready to let loose. She noticed that the professor seemed off compared to usual. She had attended a couple study sessions with other students were he supervised and aided anyone who needed it. However Jane was more intelligent than most would think based on her appearance.

Despite being of asian descent, Jane had grown up in the US and spoke fluent Japanese. She dressed like a normal American girl except for the fact that it was "higher-ended" clothes. On top of that, Jane was gifted with an enormous pair of breasts. Jane thought her ass was okay and she had a little extra weight but in general she thought she looked super sexy.

On this day, she had worn all white because she had just gottenback from a photoshoot earlier that day. She modeled for the school newspaper here and there as well as a local magazine. Jane had been leaning over and mistakenly showing her professor a lot of cleavage. With her bag packed, she went to approach her professor with some questions on the assignments but before she had the chance to make her way down the stairs to him, he was out the door in a rush.

Whimpering to herself, she looked around and found herself to be the last student in the room so she couldn't ask anyone for assistance. After exiting the class room, she noted that a lot of the professors and assistants were leaving the building likely to go home. Looking over at the offices with her brown eyes, she figured she'd have a low chance of seeing Mr. Trask but decided to just try.

When she approached the door Debra, Mr. Trask's assistant/secretary was just leaving. After finding out that the professor was in his office but didn't want to be bother, Jane explaining why she needed to see the professor. After some sighs and long pauses, Debra let her in and let her know that when the door closed, it would lock. She thanked her before it closed and then rushed to her professors office.

Once at the door, she knocked and waited but nothing happened so she reached for the handle and found it unlocked. Opening the door quietly, she leaned her head in and saw Professor Trask bent over his desk facing away from her. With a slight stutter, Jane muttered "Pro-Professor? Do you have a moment?"
 
The tube of hand lotion was there. More fortunately, it was a fairly benign concoction - no spicy herbals that might irritate the sensitive skin. I pushed my pants down to my thighs and freed my erection.

The computer firewall would block out porn sites, so I'd have to rely on memory for visual images. My thoughts immediately went to Jane as I lubed up my throbbing shaft. I'd always adored breasts, particularly big ones, and Jane's were light years beyond anything else I'd seen. So gorgeously round and full. You could see them even standing behind her. God, they were wonderful.

I leaned back in my chair as I stroked my cock with both hands. God or genetics had gifted me with something that probably belonged on a draught horse, so I couldn't even encircle its girth with one. Debra would divert my calls for the next hour, so I took my time. For several minutes, my office was quiet save for the faint drone of the air conditioning and slight squishy sound of my masturbation.

I was deep into trying to calculate just Joe big Jane's breasts were. Definitely well into mid-alphabet. Plus, I was almost certain that she was slightly bigger now than earlier in the semester, so she might still be expanding. Perhaps my enthrallment explained why I didn't hear my door open.

"Pro-Professor? Do you have a moment?"

So startled was I to discover that I was not alone in my office that for a moment I lost all self-awareness. I spun around in my chair with eyes wide, my body flooded with adrenaline. Expecting some kind of stealth lockpicking ninja, though, I found only a student.

My absence of self-awareness lasted only a moment. Just about the time I recognized that the student was Jane, I also remembered that I was using both hands to corral an erection bigger than my forearm. Jane had a front row seat and I saw her eyes lock on to the massive knob as I immediately spun away from her.

Several unbearably tense seconds followed. But since I didn't hear pounding footsteps retreating into the distance, Jane was probably still behind me. I couldn't wait there forever. I'd have to say something.

"Uh, Jane?" I ventured without turning around. "There something I can do for you?"

 
When Jane spotted the monster between her professors legs, she stood there stunned and couldn't move. It was slick with lotion and accentuated every curve and vein that pressed against the skin of the shaft and the mushroom tip was red with fury. Jane had never seen a dick that big, in here sexual life or in the porn she watched; but before she could get a better look, her professor turned to hide it.

"Well I - uh..." she stammered, trying to piece back in her brain what she originally wanted but all she could think about was that huge cock. She knew she was a rare breed of women being Japanese but also blessed with extremely large breasts but to meet a man with a rare size was something extremely new to her. The angel inside of her told her to leave as quickly as possible and apologize but the devil inside of her wanted to touch that cock and to a degree, her devil had more control over her than she sometimes liked.

Taking a step into the office, she closed the door behind her and made sure to lock the door "... you know if you're going to do that here, you should really learn to lock the door." All the scenarios she could play with shot through her mind but it was so hard to pick one. She didn't need significant help with her grades or anything but decided she could really put a strangle the professor. "My my professor... you sure are being a very bad professor, stroking yourself at school. What do you think will happen if I walk out of here and find the nearest security guard or if I give the dean a call? I mean, I can keep my mouth shut... for a price of course." Jane said with a grin, really showing her back bone to the professor.
 
The professor

I am speech less and very annoyed with my self that i was caught by this female with my shaft out, but I had been watching some porn and it had made me so aroused I could not help my self. Who does she think she is threatening her professor, she could get in a lot of trouble. If I objected I could loose my job if she complianed. What a problem, mind you she is very attractive, and perhaps we can compromise.
 
(OOC: It's a closed thread, Eric. Please don't interrupt.)


I sat paralyzed with anxiety. How much had Jane seen? What would she do?

The click of the lock caught me by surprise. Jane had shut herself inside with me. But why?

The calm of her words offered explanation, but little comfort. Jane's threats of calling security could be terrible for my career. Even if I managed to conceal myself before anyone else saw, her accusation alone could call my status into question. The current campus climate would give considerable credence to an attractive female student. I could not afford that kind of scandal.

I couldn't bring myself to face her. Annoyingly, my erection remained undiminished and continued to throb before me. With my back still to her, I replied over my shoulder. "Wh- what exactly do you want?"
 
Crossing her arms under her bust, Jane grinned "turn around professor and face me. I want you to face me..." she accentuated the words face me intentionally to let his mind rephrase it. She slowly walked towards his chair and dropped her bag to the floor near the door.

Jane felt her body heating up, she hadn't felt a great cock in quite some time. This would over shadow all of her other experiences and she was happy to come across an experience like this. Her nipples were pressing against the material of her bra and her pussy was already quite moist, her panties sticking to her body. "Tell me professor, what were you doing? What were you thinking about that made you do this here?"
 
"Turn around professor and face me." Jane's voice floated across the room to me. She seemed disconcertingly sure of herself.

I stared at the swollen knob in front of me. Despite everything, it was as engorged as ever. "I- I'd rather not," I countered, still trying to hold onto a shred of confidence.

Jane was quiet a moment. Then I heard something thump to the ground. Probably her backpack or purse. Then the sound of her moving closer, her clothing whispering as it brushed against itself.

A shadow appeared at the upper periphery of my vision and I felt a soft bump at the back of my chair. I sensed without looking that Jane was standing behind my chair. She was probably leaning over the back, looking down at my head from above. She probably could see down to my lap - my bare thighs and massive erection in clear view.

Tell me professor, what were you doing? What were you thinking about that made you do this here? She was peeking down at me. Oh fuck.

"I, I. . . ," I began uncertainly, trying to find an acceptable explanation. But what was the use in lying? She had me totally exposed.

I closed my eyes and confessed. "I was jacking off. I was jacking off while thinking of you."
 
She smirked and placed her hands on the chair and paused before suddenly rotating the chair quickly so that the professor faced her. Lucky for her he was sitting in a rotating chair or it wouldn't have been as dramatic. Upon spinning him around, her eyes found that cock that had stolen her attention before. The professor still wasn't looking at her and with a smile, licked her lips.

Bending over so that she was eye level with him and her cleavage was on full display for him, her eyes appeared glassed over but seductive at the same time. "I appreciate the honesty professor but I think you can do better. Clearly you were thinking about something specific or else I don't think you would've rushed out of that class with this monster. Now... what were you thinking of? Was I doing something? And please, don't let me stop you from jerking yourself off - I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable." Her eyes occasionally glanced down at the throbbing member below her. The scent was intoxicating and made her mouth water.
 
Jane spun my chair around. She placed he hands against my headrest and leaned against the my chair. Her voluptuous chest soon dominated much of my sight line.

"Now... what were you thinking of? Was I doing something?" Jane inquired.

I nodded despite my better instincts. "You- you took off your top. You said it was too confining. And then you took off your jeans, so you were just in your bra and panties. And then." I paused, catching my breath. "And then you put your hand inside your panties and started to moan."

My cock had inexplicably started to swell further. Why was this so arousing? What was she doing to me?
 
Jane straightened up and stepped back from her professor, "you're a very bad teacher sir, looking at your students and imagining them naked for your pleasure." Letting out a sigh and then a devious smile, she reached up and started to remove her top, one button at a time. "But you are right, the top is very confining and I couldn't wait to take it off when I got home. But since you seem to be in so much need, I suppose I could take it off if that would help." In no time at all had her shirt fell to the floor did her pants follow suit.


Bra
Standing before him in her blue bra and match panties, Jane placed her hands on her hips with a grin but then became frustrated when she saw him doing nothing but watching her. "I said stroke your big cock professor... stroke it like you were or I leave." She demanded, and she knew that the moment he listened to her, she'd have him wrapped around her finger.
 
"I said stroke your big cock professor... stroke it like you were or I leave."

I nodded. What else could I do? I reached for my cock as directed.

By now I was so engorged that even I was barely able to encircle its girth with both hands. Veins as thick as a pencil and purplish with blood stood out from the reddened shaft. It looked positively monstrous.

Jane, however, seemed enthralled. As I began to stroke myself again, I could feel her gaze on me.
 
"Good boy..." she grinned with a big smile and started to slide her hands up across her tummy and over her entire body. Her hands slid up and cupped her encased breasts and gave them a squeeze causing the flesh to push upwards and threaten to burst out of her bra. Her right hand slid downward from her breasts and across her belly button to the top line of her panties. She softly let out a moan that was real because as she massaged and squeezed her breasts, they sent electrical charges of pleasure throughout her body.

Her hand slipped under the top of her panties and slid further behind the fabric. She felt her small patch of hair that she kept trimmed and then the beginning of her slit just before pressing against her clit. "Mmmm professor... is this what you imagined? Were you going to cum thinking about this?" She bit her lip as she moaned and slid further stroking her slit under her panties. Her eyes watched each stroke of her professors cock, watching the monster throb and threaten to burst at any moment.
 
Watching Jane put on her show, precum started to ooze out of the fat glans with every stroke. Soon the upper half of my cock looked like it had been glazed.

Mmmm professor... is this what you imagined? Were you going to cum thinking about this?"

I nodded. "Y- yes. I imagined you taking off everything, then opening yourself up to me. Then I fucked you till I came." The words rushed out of me.

My sexual history didn't have that many members and none had been as petite as Jane. I'd mostly found success with plump, zaftig women for whom my cock was merely intimidating rather than terrifying. But we always lust after what we can't have, right?

I groaned after my confession. "Oh God, I'm close." I stopped stroking and reached for the box of Kleenex. My cock throbbed angrily before me; another dozen strokes would finish me off, but I wanted to make sure I didn't blow jism all over the office.
 
With little hesitation Jane moved forward and smacked his hand away from the Kleenex and placed his hands back on his shaft. "Did I tell you stop professor? And don't be wasteful."

She knelt before the professor between his spread legs and reached behind her back. Before he knew it, her bra came unclasped and with one hand she held it against her chest and teased him with the straps. "Don't worry professor. I won't let any escape... I want you to come in my mouth professor. Whatever I can't take... my bra will." She said, removing her bra entirely revealing her heavy breasts and held her bra in her hands, each cup in each hand. "Keep stroking professor and just let it happen."

Jane moved up and opened her mouth wide showing him where she wanted it. Before he could move or aim at her mouth, she leaned forward and sucked the big tip into her mouth. The heat of his cock in her mouth surprised him as well as the girth but luckily she was given a big mouth that she could really use it on him well. With the entire mushroom cap in her mouth, she swirled her tongue and sucked feverishly while holding her bra up to catch any that could leak out.
 
Jane's breasts were even larger than I imagined. Set free, the two orbs dominated her upper torso. Yet despite their obvious mass, they showed almost complete indifference to gravity.

I watched with breathless awe as she knelt down before my chair. Her breasts brushed up against my cock as she leaned forward. Then Jane parted her lips and bent her head towards my cock.

For a moment, I was sure she would fail. The huge knob flared so broadly that I could feel her teeth slide along the outer rim. But somehow she managed to pop it inside her mouth. Her cheeks bulged as it slid against the tight confines, but she seemed almost entirely at ease.

I didn't even need to touch my cock. A few licks of her tongue along the head and I groaned as the first shuddering explosion of cum filled her mouth. I closed my eyes as jet after jet rocketed out of me. I just hoped Jane wouldn't choke and drown during the deluge.
 
As soon as she felt the tip pulsing in her mouth, she was already swallowing in anticipation of his cock exploding. Suddenly her mouth was completely filled with his cum but her expert throat swallowed down the first blast but the second and third came so fast it seemed like a stream of cum. The cum escaped from her lips and dripped down into the cups of her bra. He tasted as delicious as she expected, super thick and creamy like a creamy yogurt but tastier in her opinion.

She was curious, based on this monster cock, just how much cum he could produce so despite her desire to swallow it all she released the pulsing tip and let lifted her bra to the tip of his cock and let the cum blast into the cups. "Come on professor, stroke that cum out and fill my cups." she grinned as she watched him cum and cum and cum. Some of his cum was dripping down her chin from one of the blasts but her attention was elsewhere. Her pussy craved this cock but she would save that for another time.
 
When I opened my eyes, Jane greeted me with a grin. Her chin was streaked with my jism. She'd collected more in her bra, using the massive cups like shallow bowls to collect sticky pools.

It wasn't hard to oblige her. I always seemed to have more cum in my balls than I had any use for, so I pumped out what felt like a pint.

When I was at last finished and my cock drooped towards semi-flaccid, I met her gaze for the first time. "So, was that what you wanted?"
 
Sitting back on her heels, Jane marveled at the cups of her bra that had pools of cum in them. Grinning widely, she leaned over and showed him licking the pools of cum and showed it to him on her tongue before swallowing it down her throat and savoring her professor's unique, tasty flavor. She repeated this until most of the pools were just streaks and smiled once she was done with that. Looking at her professor innocently, Jane nodded "more or less, but it should hold me over until next time."

Placing her bra against her breasts again, she fit her tits into the cups feeling the remaining cum smearing against her thin flesh. Quickly she attached the bra back on and fixed her breasts some more until they fit well in her bra, the creamy feeling of his cum exciting her quite a bit more than expected. "How about you professor? Did this naughty experience meet your naughty needs? I suggest being a bit more front with me next time professor, no one should be this uncomfortable around me." She grinned and gave his dick a quick smack before standing up and getting dressed.
 
"more or less, but it should hold me over until next time."

"Next time?" I echoed. I was stunned that Jane wanted to experience this again. What more could she want?

Jane maintained her enigmatic grin as she put her clothes back on. She smeared her breasts with my cum as she refastened her bra. I'd heard that myth that a girl could make her breasts grow by rubbing a guy's cum into them. Looking at Jane's prodigious rack, I wondered if perhaps it wasn't quite so mythical.

Jane smiled at me again and gave my drooping cock a quick pat before standing up. She waved her fingers at me as she skipped out my office door. Then she was gone.

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After cleaning up my office, I spent the next couple days in limbo. Was I going to be fired for inappropriate contact with a student? But neither the dean nor campus security showed up at my door, so I presumed Jane hadn't told anyone what happened.

When I had her in class next, I studiously avoided looking at her. Still, just the prospect of what she might be wearing had me on edge. Once again, I retreated to my office after class. This time, however, I waited quietly at my desk. Would Jane return? Was the previous visit a one-time occurrence? What would happen if she did return? What would she want?
 
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