Personal Persuasion (closed)

[saedo]

Closed for DeepBlue89

I looked over the top of my reading glasses, a concession to my middle age. It was at the tail end of my Friday office hours. I was looking forward to leaving the university campus behind and cracking open a beer in front of the television. Professor Simon Idris had just about had it with students for the week.

Ordinarily, this student would have been an exception. I've always been fond of shapely coeds. Bedded more than a few, too, despite the rules. But this one stood out amongst the multitudes I'd seen over the years.

Sure, she was beautiful. Gorgeous eyes with deep black pupils that seemed almost anime large at this distance. Her black hair cascaded in soft waves down her shoulders to the small of her back. Her skirt revealed a bit of slender thigh and lean, shapely calves.

But what set her apart from the crowd was her massive chest. I'd seen plenty of big tits stuffed into tight sweaters before, but hers were easily the largest I'd seen. Easily the size of volleyballs -- perhaps more -- they strained whatever she wore. God knew what her cup size could be. Something deep in the alphabet like K or M, probably. And yet all of that boobage was stacked on a nymph-like frame. Amazing.

But while I ordinarily would enjoy ogling her tits from across my desk, her purpose here was yet another student annoyance. I glared unpleasantly at her over my glasses. "You know quite well what's in the syllabus. No extensions on paper due dates absent verified medical excuse or other highly persuasive circumstances. And you appear to be in excellent health." I let my eyes play over her form again.

I leaned back in my chair. "But maybe you can change my mind. So I'll give you one shot to give me a a reason worth me giving you an extension. But you'd better persuade the fuck out of me."

 

[DeepBlue89]

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32K cup breasts.​

That's what everyone boiled me down to; the hot college freshman with the absolutely massive boobs that which way bigger than her head. I guess that this was a reputation that I occasionally took advantage of; going to crowded bars and night clubs with dresses that hugged my curves so tightly. I know, this might sound a bit arrogant, but guys and women alike would like me get away with almost anything seeing my tall 5'9" figure, complete with an hourglass body, thick ass and my aforementioned tits. Henry, my loving boyfriend, didn't mind me getting attention - after all, what was he going to do? Object to the free drinks I got us, despite being only eighteen years old? I'll have to admit, he was a bit of the jealous type, but I always paid him back for his patience without a make out session and a hand job back in our dorm room.

We never had sex, if you had to know. While everyone around campus knows me as Big Melons Lana, Big Titties Freshman, and more lewd nicknames...I actually was a bit of a prude. I personally wouldn't call myself that; while I enjoyed the occasional stare from a stranger, I actually was waiting for marriage. Yes, believe it or not, I still held the believe that sex should wait until after marriage.

But that never stopped me from using my body to get what I wanted - after all, most often than not, just a tiny of cleavage was enough for me to get to what I wanted...

Which made me think that I could do the same with Simon Idris.

He was a professor here in West Hill University - teaching a few subjects, but I came to his office due to his Introduction to Macroeconomics class. I thought that it was going to be so simple - that I'd just walked in, make some pleading eyes and maybe lean over his desk and get another two weeks on the paper. It's why I chose my form fitting gray dress, with a deep V door to some massive cleavage. I figured that for an old creep, that it would be enough.

I guess that it was a bit naive of me. A few of the other girls around campus said that Mr. Idris was a huge pervert and that they had to play around with his cock in order to get what they wanted. Then again, I saw their figures and figured that maybe he asked so much because they were a bit...flat. At least in comparison to me.

So, here I was passing over my incomplete essay, "Lana Wei" typed in the middle of the cover page. I made my pleading eyes and...

"You know quite well what's in the syllabus. No extensions on paper due dates absent verified medical excuse or other highly persuasive circumstances. And you appear to be in excellent health." the short older man said, his eyes gazing on my body like a predator. A shiver actually ran down my spine when he said those last couple of words - they seemed innocent enough but it was just the way he said it. "But maybe you can change my mind. So I'll give you one shot to give me a a reason worth me giving you an extension. But you'd better persuade the fuck out of me."


"I...W-What are you even asking?" I asked, my eyes darting to his open office door nervously. Before anything else would be said, I thought to quickly close it, just in case anyone would be walking by this Friday evening. Unlikely, but I wasn't stupid enough to take that risk.

I then remembered what a friend of mine told me...

A hand job.

It sickened me, since this would be the first time that I saw a man's cock, besides Henry's. But I desperately needed that extension; seeing as this paper would be what determined on whether I'd be put in academic probation or not. With a nervous gulp, I suggested:

"...would a hand job be enough to persuade you?" I asked, feeling more anxious than I've ever been in my life.

 

[saedo]

Lana's eyes fluttered wide as if in surprise, but I already detected a hint of playacting. In truth, I'd suspected something was slightly off just based on her appearance. Though a figure that curvaceous would be hard not to notice, Miss Wei usually avoided drawing obvious attention to her figure. Today, however, her sweater had low-cut neck that revealed a slightly immodest amount of cleavage -- most unusual compared to her usual wardrobe.

Consequently, I found myself almost nodding in expectation as her expression of discomfort and anxiety gave way to a soft inquiry. "would a hand job be enough to persuade you?"

I thought I saw the trace of smile tug at the corners of her mouth. Oh, beneath that "oh, I'm so worried" exterior lurked a well of confidence. She was pretty sure that I'd go for it. After all, I was a divorced professor twice her age, so I must be a sad sack loser, right? So naturally when a busty co-ed offered to stroke my dick, I'd just leap at it, right?

I resisted the urge to smirk. She had no idea what she was getting herself into. "Okay, so you're offering to jack me off? Hmm. Interesting offer."

I paused and pretended to mull the idea over. "Okay, if you make me cum," I began, "then I'll give you an extension on your paper."

I added, "But it's got to be good, hard cum. You can't give it a few pumps and then decide you're tired or bored. This assignment, you finish." I pushed away from my desk and reclined in my chair. I then gestured towards my belt and waited for her reaction.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Okay, so you're offering to jack me off? Hmm. Interesting offer."

While I looked calm, it was a bit of an act. Sure, I told myself over and over again that this would be just like giving a hand job to Henry - namely, that it would take a minute or two and then Simon would be satisfied. My heart leaped at the sight of my professor giving an extended period of deep thought, as if he were weighing his options. Part of me wanted to play it off as a joke and get out of the room, before he'd have the chance to say no and get me into deep trouble with the school's administration...the other part of me wanted to see if I could reach for my phone and record, in the case he'd say yes. In the end, I decided to not roll the dice for either scenario and stood there, completely emotionless right as he said:

"Okay, if you make me cum," Simon began "then I'll give you an extension on your paper."

Ew...the way that he said that seemed so lewd.

"But it's got to be good, hard cum. You can't give it a few pumps and then decide you're tired or bored. This assignment, you finish." he said before he pushed himself away from his desk, leaning back against the chair and gestured towards his belt; as if to tell me to take it off right now.

The look on my face was probably one of a mixture of three things; fear, disgust and an odd mix of curiosity. Fear, because I just found myself in a situation where I needed to please my teacher sexually, in order to not fail his class. Disgust, because this guy was a straight-up pervert; I swear, I caught this man trying to peek down my shirt many times before. And finally, curiosity...just because I wondered how big this man was. Judging by the way that the tent was forming in his slacks, I'd say that he was a bit bigger than Henry...

"Okay, fine." I answered back finally. I walked towards Mr. Idris, my voice a bit shaken as the room suddenly fell quiet, except for the clicking noise my heels made on the floor. I moved some locks of hair away from my face, with my hands playing with the buckle of my professor's pants. I decided to not waste time and pulled on both his boxers and his slacks, watching it slide over his thighs...

Then I saw it.

"OH MY GOD!" ​

A huge, massive dick of the likes that I never seen or imagined. My mouth was literally open at the sight of this thing, which seemed over nine inches in length! Mr. Idris looked pleased of himself, as I nervously brought a hand around the shaft; my hand beginning to pump it with as much as I could have grabbed - amazed that my fingers couldn't even reach around it!

 

[saedo]

I definitely saw a smile as Lana came around the desk and knelt before me. She thought she had me right where she wanted me. Probably had gotten her way with more than few guys in similar manner. Show them a little cleavage, talk in a husky voice, then touch their dick a little, then bingo: she got whatever she wanted.

I just watched quietly as she unfastened my belt and started to unclothe me. It didn't take her long.

"OH MY GOD!"

I let myself grin as she stared at my crotch. Undoubtedly she'd expected to find something average -- or less -- in the pants of her sad-sack-loser professor. The reality was quite the opposite. Fully exposed, my cock extended just past the seat of the chair, the fat head dangling in air.

In addition to its impressive length, it was unusually thick as well. As Lana extended a hand to grip it, she swiftly discovered that it more than filled her hand. Her finger and thumb came nowhere close to touching as she attempted to encircle it.

It took her another few seconds for her to reach the next revelation. She gave my cock a tentative couple of strokes and I grunted approvingly as the sensitive shaft tingled from her touch. Lana's eyes widened and she gasped as the heavy pillar began to swell in her hands.

"That's right, sweet cheeks," I taunted. "It's that big and I'm not even hard yet. And you ain't seen nothing yet. It gets fucking HUGE. I don't think you can handle it with both hands."

 

[DeepBlue89]

"That's right, sweet cheeks, It's that big and I'm not even hard yet. And you ain't seen nothing yet. It gets fucking HUGE. I don't think you can handle it with both hands."


I didn't want to believe him, even now with my hand stroking as much of his cock as I possibly could. But then, little by little, I watched with my very eyes as his dick grew - the already hard and thick half getting harder and the girth more and more pronounced. As my right hand held and stroked the length of his cock, it quickly became more apparent that he wasn't just stroking his own ego - he was saying the truth.

I frantically tried using both my hands, my left hand handling the lower part of my right hand handling the upper half of his shaft. The look on my face was pure shock, wondering on how his cock could fit into any woman.

"This...this thing is huge..." I said with a near whimper.

I knew that this wasn't doing it for Simon...so as ashamed as I am to admit this, I brought my body lower and with my head about an inch away from his throbbing tip of his penis, I gave the mushroom head a kiss. Then a lick, swirling my wet tongue around it in a few smooth circular motions. Then, I brought it into my mouth and..

-- SLURP SLURP --​

I sucked on his cock. Wet sloppy, slurping noises now engulfing the room, I opened my eyes to see his gaze, looking down on me.

 

[saedo]

Lana shivered slightly, but she reached out with both hands and began massaging my entire length. The wrinkled skin gradually drew taut as blood pumped into core.

To her credit, Lana managed for a time. But as my member added inches both in length and circumference, it became too much for a handful. Moreover, as the veins began to bulge beneath the surface, I began to leak steady drops of precum. While the slickness helped her fingers slide along my shaft, she lost almost all pretense of controlling the massive cock.

After twice nearly giving herself a black eye after losing her tenuous grip on the giant club, Lana attempted to corral the bobbing shaft by putting her lips on the tip. She opened her mouth wide and slid the blunt cockhead into her mouth.

Curious to see how she'd manage, I waited to see how she handled such a mouthful. After a few moments, I laughed openly at her. "You realize that you've only got about half the head in there," I pointed out. "You're going to have to open your mouth a lot wider to get the whole thing. And then you better have no gag reflex, because I'm definitely shoving about half a foot down your pretty little throat."

I could see in her eyes that her anxiety was approaching critical levels. Her fingers couldn't hold onto the slippery girth, so she'd be down there an hour trying to get me off by hand. She clearly also had little to no experience sucking cock, so I doubted she was ready to attempt it on the monster before her. But she also knew damn well her midterm grade was riding on pleasing me.

I decided to cut her some slack. "Well, if you're not going to suck me off, why not take off that sweater and tittyfuck me," I suggested. "Even my cock won't escape that kind of cleavage."

 

[DeepBlue89]

He laughed.

The fucker laughed at me, watching my attempt into sucking his fat cock. Simon, almost proud of watching me struggle with my mouth around the tip, began to tell me to open my mouth more to get the whole thing in. Maybe I would have too, but then he told me that if I would, that he would shove that thing down my throat! Of course, feeling how big it was, I had no intention on chocking on this monster of a cock that was maybe four times as big as Henry's! So yes, I was pretty terrified at the thought and I think that my professor could see that in my eyes. He could always see how my hands were still struggling to get a proper grip.

"Well, if you're not going to suck me off, why not take off that sweater and tittyfuck me," he suggested in a very crude way "Even my cock won't escape that kind of cleavage."

I might have never had sex, but I knew what a tittyfuck was. With tits as large as mine, there was no escaping people talking about it, or suggest it like my boyfriend did. I never planned on giving someone that, since the idea seemed so disgusting to me. Having a cock fuck your breasts? What kind of slut did that? ...Still, I needed to get off the hook for that stupid assignment and I already went this far, so I guess in my mind there was nothing wrong with going a bit further.

I never showed my tits to anyone though.

Still silent, I pulled away from Mr. Idris. My hands went to below my dark gray sweater, pulling it upwards. In my anxious state of mind, I actually had a little bit of trouble pulling it over my head, getting it stuck somewhere around my neck - I'm sure my short older professor didn't mind, after all he got to see my huge jugs encased in a tight black bra. A better view than even my boyfriend got, and the knowledge that he was about to fuck those must have kept him busy long enough for me to pull that tight sweater past my head.

"Okay...here goes..." I muttered nervously to myself.

I unhooked my bra, undoing the fabric behind my back and unleashed my breasts; huge, heavy orbs displayed to him with dark pink nipples, the size of quarters, poking out. I wondered on whether Mr. Idris noticed how perky they were; even with the enormous size of my breasts that there were no signs of sag or anything. I held as much of my tits as I could with my small hands, trying to hold them from underneath each large breast. I didn't know how much my breasts weighed, but with them overflowing on my hands, I'd say they were like six pounds each.

"So...how should I do this?"

 

[saedo]

For a brief moment, I saw her question whether to proceed. Apparently that bit of sexual bravado I'd seen earlier was just a facade. Despite her sexpot appearance, she was clearly a novice around men.

Just as I was weighing whether to goad her further, Lana reached for the hem of her sweater. I suspect her slow reveal reflected reluctance rather than an attempt to further seduce me, but I damn sure enjoyed watching her body be exposed.

Her bra was a deep black and surprisingly frilly. I'd expected something utilitarian, but this one seemed rather nice. Was Lana the type that regularly wore fancy underwear? Or had she worn nicer lingerie because she'd planned to use her sexuality to get her extension?

She slowly unfastened her bra while I watched. Her skin was pale as cream and her mounds quivered as their prison was released. Finally, her bra slid away her breasts literally surged forwards.

"Fuck, your tits are amazing, " I declared reflexively. I'd seen some pretty amazing boobs over the years and Lana's outshone them all. The almost perfectly spherical shape was amazing for their size. " Fucking beautiful. "

I put my hands out held them from below. "They're real," I murmured. Though I could scarcely believe any woman outside the porn industry would get fake tits this size, it seemed almost equally improbable that a slender Asian woman would be so busty. Confirming Lana was all natural proved quite a thrill.

I ran my hands up to her nipples, which were pleasingly large. I'd always found it a little silly when a woman with big tits had tiny nipples. No one unattractive, per se, but still.

However, now it was my turn to be surprised that something was soft. I'd noted Lana's rude nipples in class before and just assumed she was chilly. However, after teasing them between thumb and forefinger, her big nipples immediately began to harden and swell. I stared for several seconds as the quarter-sized nubs thickened greatly and extended another inch further from her massive chest. "Holy fuck," I praised. "Your nipples are fucking huge."

Perhaps for the briefest moment, I think I saw a flash of pride in her face. Maybe even she couldn't resist a compliment. But whatever it was, it was replaced by apprehension and discomfort as she regarded the pink, throbbing tower between my thighs. "So...how should I do this?"

I beckoned her forward as I spread my thighs to make room for her to get in close. "Kneel here," I directed, " And slide my cock in between your tits. Then put your hands on your nipples and use your arms to squeeze them together so that my cock doesn't pop out. Then just slide up and down along my cock till I cum."

 

[DeepBlue89]

For just a few minutes, I felt a twisted sense of pleasure and excitement when I felt my professor's hands on my ginormous tits. I don't know how to even properly explain why; other than the fact that somehow knowing that he has eyed me like a piece of meat in class and now had his dirty hands on my tits somehow made me feel good. Looking down, I wanted to watch as his thumb and finger rubbed and teased my nipples - making me bite on my bottom lip to keep myself from moaning right then. With a surge of excitement making me moist already, I felt my nipples harden pretty quickly, extending and puffing out for my perverted teacher. He commented on them, telling me that they were fucking huge. I couldn't help myself but grin at his husky, lewd tone of voice. I actually felt good about myself, but that moment didn't last long because my eyes went from his hands, teasing my nipples, to that massive throbbing cock between his legs; practically a tower that was pointing right at me and calling for me.

"Kneel here," he began, his voice commanding me " And slide my cock in between your tits. Then put your hands on your nipples and use your arms to squeeze them together so that my cock doesn't pop out. Then just slide up and down along my cock till I cum."

I didn't say anything, but I did follow his directly. I don't think he understood just how nervous I was, or how new this was to me...or at least, he didn't give a shit. Worried about my academic standing, I grabbed both of my tits, struggling to hold them funny enough. I took a deep breath, feeling the warmth radiating from his cock pressing in between my breasts. I placed my hands on my tits, covering my rock hard nipples which poked at my palm, and I squeezed them together. This made them sandwich his thick cock in, pillows of my huge tits enveloping it in. A moan escaped my lips; the lewdness of this act finally registering in my head.

"Your cock feels so fucking good!" I said in pure disbelief.

I think my little outburst there excited my professor, because I could feel it throb inside the cleavage, I began to now slide my heavy tits up and down the shaft, seeing its thick head poke out every so often. I panted, feeling my own pussy drip at the lewd sight and the disgusting feeling of having someone objectify me in this very way. My pace quickened, my hands shaking just a tiny bit from having to handle the sheer weight of my tits. I braced my arms to make up for this, continuing as I felt the precum of his cock used as lubricant. But I felt that it wasn't enough.

I stopped my movements, with the head of his huge cock poking out. My tongue came out of my mouth, licking the head again as I used my saliva to massage the beast. Then, I pressed hard against my massive tits to massage it some more. "Do you like my huge tits against your huge cock?" I began to say lewdly to him, before moving them up and down his shaft some more.

 

[saedo]

I groaned with delight as Lana enfolded my cock between her tits. I'd been tittyfucked before, but this was the first time my entire shaft disappeared inside her cleavage. It felt heavenly.

I was surprised a minute later when Lana moaned with a similar sound of pleasure. " Your cock feels so fucking good! " I looked her in the eye, wondering if she were just spouting lines of half-hearted enthusiasm like some bad porn actress. But her face showed nothing but sincerity.

It'd been too long since I'd had a woman get me off, let alone one so stunning. But Lana's personal delight in handling my cock proved utterly intoxicating. My cock swelled and throbbed with every heartbeat. Purplish veins bulged beneath the skin. Precum oozed out of the tip with her every up-stroke, coating her cleavage in slickness. "Fuuuuuuck," I groaned. "Fuuuuuuck!"

Lana continued to get into it as my arousal increased. She began pausing to lick the tip of my cock as it popped free. After slurping up some precum, she'd tease me verbally as well. Do you like my huge tits against your huge cock? Do you?

I was beyond words by that point. I'd expected to enjoy myself, but this was proving far more than a but of sexual relief. Consequently, I was pouring my will into drawing out the sensation as long as possible.

I suppose it was a bit selfish of me not to warn her. I simply didn't want to tear myself out of the moment long enough to tell her that ejaculation was imminent. Instead, I held on as long as I could until the pressure to cum became uncontrollable. I bellowed like a bull as the first of several thick, gooey jets exploded out of me.

 

[DeepBlue89]

Everywhere.

His cum went fucking everywhere.

It wasn't my first time having a man ejaculate around me, having a boyfriend that I regularly gave handjobs to. No...but this was the first time that I had so much thick, gooey cum spray all over my tits and face, some of the jets of liquid ending up in my hair. I tried my best to stop it for a moment by bringing the tip of his cock into my mouth, filling myself with it. I had to swallow his climax, feeling it go down my throat until I was losing my own breath. In the end, I was there on my knees, panting as I caught my breath.

I wasn't too happy about it - the only thought being that I desperately needed to go home and shower.

"You came all over my fucking tits." were the only words that escaped my mouth, as I tried to wipe some of his cum off the curvatures of my heavy breasts.

 

[saedo]

I leaned back in my chair in the aftermath of my orgasm. It'd been a pretty good one. I'd had better, but not in quite some time.

Lana had been swift-minded enough to mitigate the mess by trying to swallow some of it. However, she'd taken several seconds to adopt that countermeasure, so a substantial part of my load was now splattered across her face and chest. She wasn't quite so glazed as a donut, but any witness to the aftermath would find it easy to deduce what had happened.

I was so impressed by the results that I decided to memorialize it. I picked my cell phone from my desk and snapped a couple of photos. Lana was still staring in mute disbelief at the gobs of sticky cum covering her tits, so she never even noticed.

" You came all over my fucking tits" she murmured at last as I tucked the phone away. Her gaze was still surveying the damage.

I shrugged unrepentantly. "Yes. Yes, I did. Were you expecting something else to happen?" I laughed. "" You should feel complimented. You did pretty well, sweet cheeks."

I stood up grabbed a handful of tissues from the box of tissues in keep on my desk. I wiped down my softening cock before pulling up my pants. "I suggest that you clean yourself up," I said, tossing her the box. ""Our agreement was for one tittyfuck, so now you've got your extension. Feel free to linger if you want to go again; I'll be ready for another round in several minutes. But otherwise, it's time for you to get the hell out of my office."

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Our agreement was for one tittyfuck, so now you've got your extension. Feel free to linger if you want to go again; I'll be ready for another round in several minutes. But otherwise, it's time for you to get the hell out of my office."

He didn't have to tell me twice.

I frantically took my sweater and put it back on, almost as if I didn't hurry that Mr. Idris would force me to pleasure that monster of a cock with my breasts again. Wordlessly, I got up and hurried out. I wasn't going to stick around for him to change his mind; I had my extension and I was eager to finish the assignment - not only to make sure that I'd pass, but to forget about this entire incident. This desire to forget was to the point where my brain went to autopilot and I was back home without realizing that I still had cum in the middle of valley between my tits.

Thankfully, I don't think anyone noticed.

..

... I pressed hard against my massive tits to massage it some more. "Do you like my huge tits against your huge cock?" I began to say lewdly to him, before moving them up and down his shaft some more.

I recalled that while I showered, wiping away the leftover cum from my huge tits, fighting off a shiver that traveled its way down my spine. Mr. Idris wasn't much of a looker, but his cock was absolutely massive - even a virgin like me knew that. Still, I had to shake off the feeling of how good it felt to have between my tits, lewdly poking out of my cleavage while I licked the tip. Still, even in this half turned on state of mind, I knew that it was a good thing that it was over. I couldn't imagine how his wife (if he was even married) felt having that thing inside of her.

I counted my lucky stars that Henry was a much more loving guy and his dick was a bit more...normal.

Needless to say that I spent the entire night doing that assignment. That was the last time I'd ever pleasure Mr. Idris.

...Or at least, that's what I thought.

 

[saedo]

In the days following my session with Lana, I found myself thinking of her when I had idle moments. Cavalier as I had been with her at the time, I really had never experienced a set of tits like that before. The possibility that I might never experience them again began to annoy me.

Seeing Lana in class furthered my inclination. She soon regained her youthful confidence. I could see in her attitude that had resumed her "I'm young and hot, so I'm better than you" sense of entitlement. I was soon persuaded that some further discipline might do her some good and mollify my libido at the same time.

I waited another couple weeks till the class turned in another short paper. Lana turned hers in on time, so no need to ask me for an extension. I instead halted her as the students departed after the end of the next class. "Lana, I had a question about one of your arguments in the paper. I'd like to discuss it further when you have a chance. Could you drop by during office hours tomorrow?" I then merely had to wait for her arrival.

She appeared the following day as expected. I wasted no time in laying out the hard facts. "I've decided that I'm not through with you. Not by a long shot."

I opened up a file on my laptop and spun it around on my desk so she could see. The screen had a high res photo of Lana looking slightly dazed and heavily aroused. Her visible torso was naked, her huge tits filling the lower half of the screen. Her tits and parts of her face glistened with thick, white viscous globs. And lest anyone think that those globs were cake frosting, just visible in the bottom foreground was a slightly out-of-focus but still recognizable cockhead.

"This is a picture of you covered in cum," I declared, stating the obvious. "Your face and boobs will make your identity perfectly recognizable when this photo gets anonymously forwarded to a few of the fraternities on campus. You'll be a laughing stock within an hour if it gets released.

" Now you could try to convince people of the truth, but I doubt that will be believed. You're one of the hottest girls on campus and you're dating some handsome athlete, so everyone will suspect it's him. Who would believe you actually tittyfucked your professor instead?"

"So if you want to keep this photo private, you keep me happy. And to keep me happy, you keep my dick serviced. Whatever outfit, position, or kink I want, you do whenever and wherever I say. Do that for the rest of the year and you get the photo back." I looked at my watch. "You have 1 minute to decide what to do"

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Lana, I had a question about one of your arguments in the paper. I'd like to discuss it further when you have a chance. Could you drop by during office hours tomorrow?"

When Mr. Idris spoke those words, I immediately froze. Judging from everyone's reactions, it must have looked as if I plagiarized. But I knew the truth; that somehow, my experience with this dirty professor was far, far from over. This belief was proven correct when I saw him the next day.

Standing there, I couldn't help but wonder maybe things would have turned out to be different if I had just worn a thick sweater or something to class. Even now, here I was in a tight back blouse, buttons straining and all, and a pair of denim shorts. Not the most provocative of clothes, but it obviously had an effect on this dirty old man - showing me a picture he took of a few days back when I had titty fucked him. I gasped at the sight; seeing my own face and huge bare tits, covered in this gooey thick cum.

He was blackmailing me.

"So if you want to keep this photo private, you keep me happy. And to keep me happy, you keep my dick serviced. Whatever outfit, position, or kink I want, you do whenever and wherever I say. Do that for the rest of the year and you get the photo back." the old fucker said, looking at his watch as if I was on a time limit "You have 1 minute to decide what to do"

"I AGREE!" I quickly shouted, barely taking a second to decide.

Maybe I was just naive, but I honestly didn't think he planned on fucking me. Maybe to have me suck him off again, or maybe flash him or even let him play with my tits. I didn't believe that there would be someone so cruel and sadistic, that they would be willing to jeopardize my life for the sake of fucking me. The point is, I was delusional. I somehow wanted to believe that I could get out of this whole mess, virginity intact.

"I - I agree...Just...please don't show that picture." I then spoke out softly, a slight whimper to my voice.

 

[saedo]

I grinned. I'd expected her to put up more of a fight before she yielded. I could already sense that I was going to be able to coerce her into doing just about anything I wanted.

I pulled out a notepad and scribbled a phone number. "That's a number to a pre-paid cellphone. You get a text from that number, it's me. You then do as you're told."

"Rule One is that you don't talk to anyone about our arrangement. If anyone does find out, you tell them that this relationship is your idea. You tell people that you aren't a willing participant and that photo goes campus wide."

I opened my wallet and slid across five hundred dollar bills. "I don't know where you buy bras that fit tits that big, but go out and buy some nice lingerie. That white cotton stuff is cute, but I want to see you in satin and lace next time."

I stood up and reached for my belt. "Now take those jeans off. I'm in the mood to bend you over this desk and take you right now."

 

[DeepBlue89]

To say that I was an anxious mess would be an understatement; as Mr. Idris spoke, my body was practically trembling in fear. He was covering himself well, what with giving me a number (of what I presumed to be) of a burner phone. I was truly caught in his disgusting web of lies and blackmail, helpless to do anything. In the back of my mind, I hated myself for having gone through with titty fucking him the last time we had met. I should have just failed his class - it would have been horrible, but no where near as bad as this. I hated this man and yet, I was completely powerless against him.

This anxiety kept jumping from fear and anger the second he starting talking about his rules. What kind of monster was he to make it so I had to take the blame in case anyone found out? It seemed to add insult to injury, to make it seem that I was perfectly willing to go through this. I was especially frustrated and angry when he slid me some money, telling me to buy lingerie for my massive tits, his eyes sort of going down to my cleavage.

But this anger was short lived - pure fear shook me down to the core when I saw him reach for his belt.

"Now take those jeans off. I'm in the mood to bend you over this desk and take you right now."

"N-No!" I quickly said, stuttering as I struggled to find the words to help me in this very sticky situation. "I- I can't. I haven't ever..." I continued, trying to make the situation easier for myself. I couldn't just decline, otherwise this asshole could easily ruin my life. "..I also don't have any birth control or protection, I can't..."

 

[saedo]

After Lana's revelation, I was still almost tempted to bend her over then and there. What did I care if she got knocked up? Hell, I might even like her better with a round belly under those great tits.

But she wailed about it how her strict parents wouldn't allow her back in high school and how now she couldn't afford it. But having gotten this lovely piece of ass under my thumb, I wasn't about to give up the opportunity to take her without a condom. I was frustrated, but I refused to give up that dream.

"Fine," I growled. "I'll take care of it. I can get you the pill."

"That, however, does not solve the problem of what you can do for me today. But I might have a few idea. Take off your clothes, sweet cheeks."

 

[DeepBlue89]

"That, however, does not solve the problem of what you can do for me today. But I might have a few idea. Take off your clothes, sweet cheeks."

"I...I - "

I was stuttering again.

The realization that this was going to happen, whether it was today or sometime in the near future - that this old man would be the one to take my virginity. In the back of my mind, I wondered whether I could get Henry to have sex with me before Mr. Idris would demand it, as if this would somehow counteract the dirtiness to lose something so important to a disgusting asshole like this man. More over, I wondered if that would backfire - I just told Mr. Idris that I was a virgin, so could he be so spiteful that he would release the picture because he didn't get to be my first?

Wordlessly then, I began to undo my blouse. I started off slow, mainly because I wanted to stall. But eventually, those buttons came off - showing more and move of my pale skin and massive 32K tits enclosed in my plain black bra. They jiggled around a bit in place as I pulled my blouse off, tossing it bitterly onto his desk. Then came my pants, showing my cotton black panties...

I paused for a moment, glancing over to the man blackmailing me, my eyes pleading for this to end.

With my hands going behind my back, I unhooked my bra. Immediately, I felt the sheer weight of my huge breasts weighing my back, pink nipples exposed in front of him. Quickly, I took my panties off, my shaven pussy exposed before I attempted to cover myself up with my hands, feeling so utterly exposed and defeated.

 

[saedo]

As Lana disrobed, I did likewise with my pants. I made sure to give her a good look as I did so. She was clearly half-terrified of my cock and watching her emotional distress turned me on.

Lana was undoubtedly the finest piece of ass that I'd ever had in my office, but she was hardly the first. Consequently, I had a few useful items hidden away for just such occasions. I opened a drawer and produced what appeared to be a bottle of hand lotion but which was actually a water based sexual lubricant. I gave it a few squirts and applied the slick substance to my swelling cock.

"Stand still, with your feet slightly apart," I directed. I moved in behind Lana. Her back muscles tensed with concern to have me out of direct view. Her fear was palpable.

Lana's slender thighs left a slight gap, which I promptly shoved my slick cock through. It was a tight fit, but the lube made it smooth enough to fit through.

I chuckled as she gasped. I could feel the tender lips of her pussy slide along the top of my cock as it angled past. I kept sliding forward until her round ass was firmly against my abs. "Mmmm, nice. So how do you like riding on my cock?"

 

[DeepBlue89]

I gasped, watching as Mr. Idris undid his pants - showing me his hard, long excuse of a cock pointing right at me. My eyes widened, imagining how horrible it would feel to have that thing inside of me; fearing that it would quite literally split me in half! I looked away of course, as if that somehow would make this experience any better. My mind paced back and forth, wondering on if Mr. Idris changed his mind and was going to rob me of my virginity right here and now.

"Stand still, with your feet slightly apart," he said, moving behind me. My heart raced, being unable to even see what he was doing anymore. I tensed up, feeling something wet now probing between my thighs. I nearly shouted, biting my bottom lip as the last thing I needed was for someone to hear me.

I looked down and saw, just barely with my own tits blocking my view, just as Mr. Idris' big fat cock push through, the top of it rubbing along my pussy. The lube he had put on made it so that it could squeeze past the gap between my thighs, using the warm hard surface to press against my inner lips.

"Mmmm, nice. So how do you like riding on my cock?"

I didn't say nothing at first, being shocked from this whole experience.

I wanted to tell him "I'm not riding your cock", as if to defend my honor or something...but I knew that was a bad idea. I didn't want to piss him off, otherwise he just might force me to ride him for real. I gulped, my heart racing while I extended my hands - not even sure what to do with them.

"It...It feels good." I said softly.

I said that, and although I did not mean it, somehow saying those words put together with feeling his hard cock press against me felt exciting in its own way. The danger of Mr. Idris and I doing unprotected sex in somewhere so risky as this sent a shiver down my spine and a slight dampness between my thighs.

 

[saedo]

My cock was big enough to extend inches past Lana's thighs. "Reach down and hold it in your hands," I instructed.

Lana took a moment to comply. I could almost hear her trying to decide whether she was more afraid of touching my cock or of refusing my command. Apparently disobedience proved the more disconcerting, because I felt her fingers try to wrap around my girth.

She soon discovered that one hand was wholly ineffective. I was far too thick for that, particularly with my rigid erection slick with lube. Even with both hands, she could scarcely maintain a solid grip.

"Now stroke me," I demanded. I moved my hips a bit as well to facilitate this and to provide some friction against her pussy. I could feel her labia spread along her top of my veiny pillar as she rode atop it like straddling a tree branch.

"Mmmm, you like that," I observed as I felt a warm trickle of moistness coursing down her thighs. Resist it though she might, Lana's juices were definitely flowing.

 

[DeepBlue89]

As I was instructed, I brought my hand to the thick meaty cock between my thighs, feeling the warm hard surface that was lubricated and probing my thighs. My hand encircled it...or at least as much as it could. It was so big and especially with the lube, I couldn't get a good grip at all! So, I had to use both hands to properly hold it all the while my heart raced.

"Now stroke me,"

Using both hands, I began to move my grip across the surface of Mr. Idris' big fat cock. A soft gasp escaped my lips as I felt it, with movement from his hips, press against my pussy and rub it across with slow, powerful movement. I was practically straddling it, feeling both its surface and the lube rubbing against my inner lips.

"Mmmm, you like that,"

"I.." I began to say, mouth agape.

I didn't want to admit it, but he was right. Despite the wrongness of this entire situation, knowing that I was being extorted and manipulated, my body enjoyed the feeling of his cock being pressed against my thighs and my pussy. I groaned, getting a better grip on his massive cock before I said with a whimper: "It feels so fucking good..."

 

[saedo]

Lana continued to pump my cock. Even with both hands, I was nearly too thick for her to handle. I could already imagine the devastation I might wreak on her little pussy.

She continued to moan as she ground her pussy along the top of my shaft. With her back to me, I couldn't tell what her reaction to me was. She clearly was getting off on feeling my engorged cock against her nether lips, but not quite enough to cum. Was she actively resisting the urge to spite me? Was she too scared to get off? Was she trying to draw out the pleasure as long as possible? Without a view of her face, I could not be sure.

Regardless, I wasn't delaying my own satisfaction to diagnose hers. When I sensed my climax was imminent, I ordered her to stop what she was doing. "I'm getting close," I want warned, "and I don't want to blow my load all over my desk."

I slid out from between her thighs and stepped to face her. "On your knees," I directed. "Then put as much of the tip in your mouth as you can. We're going to see how well you can swallow.