On Katy's first day, he'd stood by the door watching the heavily female-based class parade past, staring at each of their behinds. Katy knew she had far more to offer than the others, with an ample rump that a certain type of man goes for. Brad was tall, easily 6'6", she assumed he must've been late thirties, with thick, dark, messy hair, easy on the eyes. Katy was still quite timid being the first day of college, they all had to get up and introduce themselves. Katy had been overwhelmed by all the new faces.
"Don't worry," he said. "Just imagine them naked.
" She nearly threw up in her mouth. Everyone knew the reference. Imagine them all naked, but now she couldn't get that image of her classmates' nakedness out of her head.
Other than the introductions, Katy started her first day without too much stress. She didn't want to draw any negative attention today and hoped she'd mesh and be just another faceless person in the crowd. Katy wasn't an introvert by any means, but equally, she didn't crave, or at least didn't want to be the centre of attention, but maybe she did crave a little of someone's attention.
The first semester shouldn't have been a difficult learning curve for Katy; she is academically very clever, but she apparently fell behind. Brad called her into his office one rainy Monday after her last lecture of the day.
"So, erm?" Brad smiled as he waved her in. It was a genuine smile she noted, and Katy moved to stand in front of his desk, shifting her slight weight from left to right whilst holding her hands in front of her nervously.
"Katy." She eventually and politely finished after several moments of awkward silence. she shifted her hands behind her back and swayed gently, hoping to relax the atmosphere with girlish charm.
Brad looked her up and down over his half-rimmed glasses. She wore small black flats, white knee-length socks, and a plain but shortish black skirt.
"Oh, good, good. Katy." He gestured like she was supposed to sit, but as she looked around, there was just Brad's desk and his leather chair. Confused, she didn't move. "First term is nearly up, and you're, well, your grades are down from where we would like them. We're proposing a few extra circular activities to boost your standing. We have an excellent support group, and I'd like to try and pair you up with one or two of your classmates."
"Oh, anything, Mr Pierce." She'd worked so hard to be here in the first place, and had no intention of ruining it all in the first term.
"Excellent, erm, excellent. I knew we'd see eye to eye on this. Please, erm?" Brad stuttered.
"Katy." Katy interrupted, placing her hands on the desk and leaning over. Brad had stood to walk her from his office, but she lifted her skirt, revealing a white cheek before slapping hard. It was then she realised there was a large mirror behind the desk on the wall covering almost the entire wall. She looked at herself, mouth wide open, with a shocked, sexy expression. Then she felt a warm hand stroking over that initial sting, she looked up at Brad, who coughed gingerly. She leaned down and remained still, enjoying his caress.
Brad pulled panty material across her arse cheek, exposing the handprint from her slap. Katy remained motionless, staring at herself, then Brad, then back to herself. She then felt her panties being pulled from the other side now and felt conscious of her full arse being on show. Katy opened her mouth, licking her lips and with one swift movement, Brad gripped the cotton from between her cheeks in his fist and lifted a couple of inches. Katy, with wide-eyed surprise, found herself on tiptoes, she also found herself staring down at her reflection in the wooden desk, and gulped, then cleared her throat whilst the cotton twisted around her clit. Without her consent, her body decided to cum soak those little white cotton panties.
"Well, I've never cum like that, or that way before!" Katy mouthed. Silently and without breath.
Katy, after a few moments, tried to gather some modicum of composure. She lifted her head to look at Brad in the mirror. Brad looked as if he couldn't believe what was happening, but he slowly twisted the material in his fist back and forth, gripping her now rock-hard clit. Katy's head dropped back down after a few moments as she gushed in her panties again. Brad grunted with delight. Slowly, he let her down, then pulled the soggy cotton aside, using two fingers to open up her little hairy slit for inspection. She again stared back at Brad in the mirror. After Brad's careful consideration of her phat fuckable ass and delicate little cunt stared back as he snorted, but seemingly to himself, and then stuck a finger deep into her, this he did for several minutes without breaking eye contact in the mirror, and as her eyes rolled a little as another was inserted. Katy couldn't hold out and came again. Brad removed his fingers, placing them under his nose to take in her delicious scent.
"So, erm, until next week?" He smiled and gestured towards the door. Katy gathered herself. "Ahem." Brad cleared his throat. "Erm. K." Brad stuttered.
"Katy!" she managed, almost with a squeak, still flushed and flustered. She made her way to the door before giving Brad a wink as she left.
Her next visit was after the term break. Katy was rested, refreshed, and most importantly, she was going to improve her grades and have Brad. She ultimately was not going to do anything of the sort. Katy pushed the office door so hard it bounced back at her. That was not a good start, she thought. Entering the room, a little more timidly than before.
"Come, dear, erm?" Katy eyed Brad like a wolf would a defenceless lamb.
"Katy," she reminded him with a pout.
Brad gestured for her to sit as he had during the previous visit. Katy stepped slowly towards him and put her hands on the desk, and she leaned over her skirt, no longer covering her round buxom ass. Brad stared at her glorious phat ass on show for the longest time as she watched him in the mirror.
"I see you enjoyed our previous session?" Katy stated at last and began rubbing and gripping her cheek she had slapped so hard the last time. This time, Brad was more confident as he slid his finger between her cheeks, rubbing the string of her thong back and forth over her asshole. A moment later, he dropped to his knees behind her, pulling her arse cheeks wide apart and sticking his tongue into Katy's asshole. Before Katy had processed what had just happened or how long Brad's tongue was, he had moved away, locking the door and rolling the blinds. Brad gestured for Katy to move towards the mirror next to his chair. Katy knelt and unzipped, dropping his trousers to the floor around his ankles. His cock wasn't as large as she had hoped and fantasised, but already hard, and God was it thick. She looked up at Brad, who looked down. Katy winked and leaned in, licking and circling his bell end.
She knew her role; she relished and enjoyed it. Suck his thick cock and squeeze his fat balls, swallow that thick, sticky load whilst looking him in the eye. Guys love that. Most importantly, get good grades! So, she sucked, bobbed her head enthusiastically for him with her hands resting on his legs to help pull her face and nose out of his bush. Ergh, that thick, bristly bush is going to make her-
"Achoo!" she sneezed into his groin. Fuck! Looking up, she saw that Brad was not impressed. Moving her aside, he carefully inspected and wiped his pubic hair using his pocket handkerchief. Brad then grabbed her hair, held her pigtails in his fists, and pressed his cock against her lips. Katy parted then and began to suck once more, or rather, Brad began to fuck her mouth.
"You're a good girl, aren't you, but do you swallow like a good girl? I bet you're the popular girl at all the parties, with a queue lining up for the bathroom. Slutty, little Katy sucking all who attend, big, small, black. Although I'd also wager a large sum you also know the taste of another woman." Brad pulled her head back by her pigtails so he could see her eyes. Her eyes betrayed her as she recalled Jayne's pussy juice covering her tongue before she swallowed. "Yes, yes, yes." He smiled. "Yes indeed, you know what a sweet pussy tastes like. Why don't you taste your own for me now!" Katy initially recoiled but stuck her fingers deep into herself and was surprised by how wet she was, before making a show of sucking her sticky fingers.
"You take instruction well, I see." Brad's leg quivered as he resumed pumping into her mouth. "I want your cunt shaved bald for our next session. I'll see to it you get extra credit!" Brad's lip twitched as he grabbed the back of her head, forcing himself as deep as he could. He grunted, and then Katy gagged as he unleashed a torrent of hot, thick, sticky jizz. There was just too much cum so most ended up on the floor, some down her white blouse. Brad grunted as he stroked his cock a few times, spraying over Katy, on her lips, nose, and cheek. Brad stared down into her eyes until Katy felt compelled to swallow what was left in her mouth, returning with an open mouth for Brad to show that she swallowed like a good girl.
"No, I'm not a good girl, I'm a dirty girl." She gave him a wicked smile.
On and off throughout the year, Brad would either be in his office or he wouldn't. Sometimes he would wave her off, and sometimes she would open the office door, drop and unzip, and dutifully suck, swallow, and occasionally wear all he had to offer.
Confused as she entered Brad's office for her final session, she saw what seemed to be the Dean.
"Come in, my dear, don't be shy. I've been telling my colleague about your impressive oral skills. The Dean especially wanted to make your acquaintance personally." Dean Walsh stepped forward and took Katy's hand. But he didn't let go, leading her over to the desk, and he gestured.
Katy stood before the desk and placed her hands in their usual position. She lifted her skirt to reveal her phat rump. The two men gasped. She pulled her panties aside and parted her cheeks for them to see. Katy saw their faces in the mirror, they both blushed and hid their mouths behind their hands. Katy eagerly watched them in the mirror, stroking their erections at the sight of her spread ass and her now growlingly wet pussy. She bit her lip, imagining them taking turns in her. Filling her tight little cunt with fat cock and hot jizz, she soon found that only her mouth was required. This time.
Katy knelt as two semi-flaccid penis's appeared before Katy's eyes. She looked up at Brad, then at the Dean. They both looked expectantly and intently back at her. They were here for a show.
"Put on a show and impress!" She thought, almost aloud.
"Better not narrate out loud." She giggled. Out loud.
Gripping this stranger's cock quickly, but gently, she pulled back the foreskin. The owner let out a soft sigh of pleasure as she took his head into her warm mouth. She winked up at him with her baby blues, repeating her mantra, this time in her head. "Put on a show," she stroked, and his cock grew, and grew and grew. Katy was in awe. She couldn't believe the size of this monster cock she had in her seemingly tiny hands. She looked up at Dean Walsh. A slender, short man. With a fucking enormous penis! Katy stared up into his eyes as she took long, sensual licks over his penis tip.
Katy released his cock and leaned back, moving her knees wide, and pulled her panties aside. She used two fingers to open her slit for him to get a good view of her shaved little pink hole, fingering her mouth whilst staring up at him. He seemed to enjoy this. Before moving back to his cock she stuck her fingers into her now very wet little slit before making a show and sucking her fingers, all the while eye fucking this stranger. She leaned forward again and took his cock into her mouth all the way and then into her throat. All too soon, the man made a very unusual face, and Katy knew he was about to. He grabbed Katy's head with both hands, forcing her head down as he came a bucket, she quickly tried to move back, closing her throat for fear of drowning, but he held her head as his balls pulsed and emptied. The result was a throatful of cum which spurted back out, not just her mouth but also out of her nose, to the delight and cheer of her audience. Brad handed Katy several tissues.
As Brad stepped up, Katy removed her panties, spread her legs, and wiped the gusset up and down her slit. She winked her baby blues at him before making a show of licking her cum off of them. Brad lifted her to the desk and placed her so her head dangled over the side. This was the perfect height. As he slid into her mouth, his swollen balls covering her eyes, his cock made her throat visibly wider as it slid down. Katy played with her clit as this mountain of a man fucked her throat and played with her nipples. He didn't cum in her mouth; he pulled out and sprayed all over her. The first enormous splurge landed on Katy's belly, the second, equally huge shot as the first, on her right breast, and the last few pumps over Katy's face.
Katy slid down from the desk, looking like a true Bukkake slut, whilst, if there is such a thing as being cum drunk, Katy is just that. She knelt once more, still cupping her titties and teasing those large, erect nipples as Walsh stepped up to splash a second load over her face and into her wide-open mouth as she eye fucked him through cum coated lashes.
