Aunt Annie Pt. 03
"I have to go. Early seminar," Kat said as she rolled off the bed.
"Stop, let me look at you," Martin ordered, "Damn! You look more beautiful every day." He got up and pulled the redhead close. He felt those massive breasts mash against him, his cock stirring feeling her soft pubes press against him.
"Ok, that's enough. I see where this is going. I'll be on my back with that evil snake of yours ripping me apart again." Kat pulled away and slapped her boyfriend on the ass, "New rules. No more than six love-making sessions per day. My friends keep teasing me that I'm walking bow-legged." She trotted into the bathroom to get ready for her first class of the day. "Oh, and don't forget we have to get ready for Annie tonight."
Martin's cock was throbbing, and he tried to think about Calculus or Trig to get things settled down. He thought back to the last 24 hours and suddenly realized something, "Kat, it was only five times. You owe me a screw." He heard her giggle from the bathroom. Grinning he pulled on his pants and headed down to make breakfast.
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Kat waved to her friend Laura sitting at the back and as she started up, she heard Professor Adams say something, "Yes professor?" She looked over at the 60 something man who'd definitely let himself go. Scraggly grey hair, that stupid macho unshaven look, a pronounced beer belly. On the other hand, a brilliant lecturer.
"Miss Wilson, please see me after class." The older man said as his eyes scanned the beautiful redhead from head to toe. His groin pulsed thinking about what he knew was under that sweater and blue jeans.
"What does Adams want?" Laura asked, "He totally creeps me out. "I swear he was staring up my skirt the first day when I sat in the front row. He even winked at me when I was not focusing on keeping my legs together."
"No idea. I'll let you know. Maybe my paper was the best he'd ever seen. I agree, though. His eyes sure try to see through my clothes." Katerina replied as she opened her laptop.
Laura laughed, "Everyone wants to see what's under your clothes. You have a body all the rest of us would kill for. Fuck, I'd do you and I'm not even gay." She looked at the girl's exposed legs, "And I'd love to have legs like yours. I'd wear even shorter skirts than you do."
The boy in front of them turned around, "She's right. I'm gay and I'd do you. I overheard what you guys were talking about and see the blonde front right? I know for a fact she's been getting extra credit after class once a week. She's a bright girl, but As on every test and paper?" He looked at Kat, "Leave the door open when you go in to see him, and can you lengthen your skirt at all?" He grinned at the girls and turned back.
"Well, you don't need to worry about that, you get nothing but As in your classes. Oh well, I am dying of curiosity, so you have to tell me if he tries to get you to do something. Christ, I just got creeped out just thinking about it. Good luck."
Kat waved goodbye to her friend as she headed down the hall to Professor Adams' office. She had a tight feeling in her stomach but couldn't think of anything she'd done wrong.
"Come in, Miss Wilson, please close the door." The man saw the nervousness on the girl's face and internally smiled. "I'll get to the point," he said as his eyes drifted down to the jutting breasts, "I'm disappointed in you. You've never been anything but the best student I've had in quite a while, but not turning in your term paper was quite a surprise."
"What? Wait, I turned it in. Last Friday I put it on the USB and..." She reached into her backpack looking and felt all the blood rush from her head. She pulled out the USB realizing what she'd given the man instead. "Um, oh Christ. I'm so sorry. This is it." She looked pleadingly at the man, "Can I have that back? And, here's my paper." She extended the USB to the leering man. When he leaned back, she felt like throwing up.
"Miss Wilson, can I call you Katerina? I see no reason to bend the rules for you. Every other student turned in their papers on time. If I allow you to have the extra days to work on yours, how is that fair to the others?"
Kat felt herself tearing up, "It was a mistake, I had the paper done but grabbed the wrong USB. Please, sir, I've done all the work, all on time. This won't happen again." She looked over as the man spun his monitor around.
"Look at it, don't look down. I know you've seen this. Look at it." He stood up and came around the desk, "Now, I cannot say for sure that this is you, but let's say it isn't. I should take this to the Dean to report students are giving me porn for what? Perhaps as an enticement to get a better grade? To perhaps seduce me into giving a better grade?" His hands were on her shoulders as they watched the redhead in the video lie back on the bed, spread her legs and play with her pussy. "Is that you? Great tits, world-class in fact." His hands slid down under her sweater feeling the smooth upper chest. "The boy in this is pretty lame, but it sure looks like you and since it was in your possession...Say, this looks really professionally done. Do you have other porn shoots?"
Kat stood up, pulling his hands off her, "I have another class. I have to get going. Can I have that back? Please just take this USB and grade me down for being late. It's actually really good." She felt herself being pushed back down in the chair.
"I'll tell you what. I'll let you give an oral presentation now and I'll accept your late submission. It's that or I share this with the entire department." He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.
Kat's head was in turmoil. She desperately wanted that USB back and her chance at keeping 4.0 intact, but this man disgusted her. Then again, she bit her tongue with Craig and got through that though she had nightmares about it for weeks afterward. She had a sudden thought that if he found out who the lame boy is he'd be able to sell it for thousands. No way could she have that get out. She turned and began stroking his hardening cock, "Ok, but I want that USB back. It was a mistake making it and I regretted it immediately." She wrapped her lips around the head and flicked her tongue gently against the underside.
"I'll think about it. You make me happy and I'll take your paper late without penalty, but unless you blow me away, so to speak," he laughed, "I was thinking more along the lines of what you were offering that boy. Was that prom night?" He laughed, "Sorry, you can't talk with your mouth full." He reached down and slid his hand inside the cute girl's sweater and grabbed that massive mound of flesh. "Take off your clothes. I need to make sure that girl in the video and you are the same. Slowly. Make it last."
Kat resignedly stood up and watched as the man sat in the chair and watched eagerly as she pulled off her sweater. She felt her nipples harden seeing him stare at her tight tee. She pulled the shirt out of the waist and pulled it over her head. She suddenly stopped hearing the professor order her to wait. The shirt effectively blind-folded her but she knew what was coming, gritted her teeth and felt his rough hands on her bra-covered breasts. "Ow, please not so rough." She cried out feeling him yank hard on her nipples. She stepped back feeling his hands leave her tits. Scowling at him, she threw her shirt on the desk, then reached around and undid her bra. She looked at the asshole and saw his eyes were wide and unblinking, so she decided to get it over with and slid the straps down her arm and toss it onto the desk.
Will Adams had never seen tits like those in all his life, maybe on that porn slut Penny Nichols, but never in person. He stroked his cock feeling it ache eagerly. "Hop up and down, no, drop your hands...ooohhhhh." Unblinking his eyes followed the large masses bounce as she jumped. He'd seen many great coed breasts through the years, most were small, perky. But even with the dozens of naked girls who'd been right there, none could compare, none as large, so obviously natural, so gravity-defying. He couldn't wait to get his hands on those again but acting irritated he indicated she keep stripping. "Go on, let's see that cunt of yours."
Kat couldn't believe it. She unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to the floor and stood in her thong hesitating knowing if she took those off, her last defense against his cock being shoved inside her would be gone, but seeing the look on his face, she resignedly pulled those down also. She'd never blushed harder in her life.
"God! You're so perfect. Come here." We pulled the blushing roughly towards him and grabbed those perfect ass cheeks. His hands stroked up and down the silky-smooth globes, his fingers feeling that tight crease, but his eyes were glued to the soft patch of red fur. He loved how she kept herself trimmed, and how the patch naturally was parted down the middle. She looked scared, looked embarrassed, but he could smell the tang of arousal.
