Herman drove down the mile and a half dirt road which led to the deans house. It was an unassuming little place, two stories and had a homey feel. It came furnished and the previous owners had maintained it well. Before leaving the college, Herman had been given a senior yearbook by Cordelia. It was mainly something for the girls to commemorate their senior year with but it would also give Herman a chance to start thinking about which of the students he would choose for his service girls.
He was already excited again by the time he'd cleaned up and put on his pajamas. It felt strange to be so eager to stroke off to the girls he would be in charge of as dean but Cordelia seemed to feel it was very important for the dean of the school to remain satisfied and relaxed in order to deal with the rigors of the position and if being milked regularly by gorgeous young girls was the way they did it at Courtview, Herman certainly wasn't going to complain.
The yearbook was apparently made over the summer months and the girls all took their pictures at the end of their junior year. There were 62 women in the senior class this year and Herman's excitement made him feel like a teenager again looking at his dad's dirty magazines as he turned to the first girl's page.
Her name was Crystal Atley and as with all the other senior women, there was a full page color photo of Crystal and a bio on the opposite page. Herman had little interest in the bio at that moment but the young woman was a stunning redhead. He would need one of those for one of his service girls. The young woman was only 21 but as with all students of Courtview looked poised and confident in her photo. Her hair was an auburn color, that dark, sultry shade of red that went enticingly well with her flawless white skin. She had green eyes and a trail of freckles along the bridge of her nose. Her lips looked like pink pillows stretched into a beautiful smile and the tight school sweater she had on did little to hide her full breasts and small waist.
Herman hadn't even made it past the first girl before the urge to pull out his cock became too strong. This young woman would definitely be in consideration for his redheaded student. Herman rubbed his stiffening cock, thinking of those pillow-like lips slipping wetly down his hard cock, giving him one of many expert blowjobs he would enjoy as Dean of Courtview. Herman lifted himself up to pull his pants down but, before he could, there was a knock at the door.
It wasn't quite 9:00pm yet but it seemed late for callers. Herman, aggravated by the interuption, closed the yearbook. He made his way downstairs and opened the front door to see a tanned slender blonde standing outside. She wasn't wearing a school sweater but a v-neck t-shirt that stuck tight to her full tits and her cleavage jiggled as she waved. Herman also noticed she was wearing tight black pants that showed off her attractively full ass.
"Uh, hello," Herman said.
The girl smiled. Her face was youthful and her lips made Herman want to suck them as soon as he laid eyes on them. "Hi, Dean Pelt. My name is Holly Wilson and I'm one of the senior students at Courtview. My best friend, Ginger Willis, she sucked you this morning and, well..." Holly shrugged a little shyly. "She said you like big titties... and I know you're picking your service girls this week, so I thought maybe you'd like to inspect my body. See if it's what you like."
Holly pulled up her shirt and revealed her two big and juicy, tanned tits. Herman could hardly even speak as this young woman bared her magnificent chest to him. Her nipples were very pink and her breasts looked heavy, like all of the fat on her body had been stored in her tits. He looked back up at Holly's sweet, smiling face and since no words would come to him, he simply smiled back and gestured for her to come in.
"Thank you, Dean Pelt," Holly said as she fully removed her top and walked inside. Her gorgeous globes swayed as she did. "My two older sisters were both service girls their senior year and I really want to do everything I can to be one too." Holly was about 5'6, probably 125 lbs and her body was the definition of hourglass. As Herman watched her slide her tight black pants off, he saw that the only tanline she had was in the shape of a small pair of bottoms which disappeared into the crack of her ass.
"My sisters would always talk about how they never would have gotten as good at oral sex if they hadn't had so much practice their senior year," Holly continued as she caressed her own heavy tits absent-mindedly. "And I know both their husbands want blowjobs from them all the time. I want to be able to help my future husband relax too."
Herman sat on his couch, watching Holly model for him fully naked except, he noticed, for her socks. She held her tits and bit her bottom lip as she let the deans eyes caress her body. It felt so good to have a man appreciate her form. She could feel the warm wet sensation again between her legs and she felt her nipples harden.
"Inspect me, Dean Pelt," she said softly. "Are my breasts what you like?"
Herman nodded and felt his penis throbbing rigidly in his loose pants. Normally he would be concerned with the large tent he was obviously sporting but he felt no need to hide it now. He patted the cushion next to him. "Would you mind sitting for me, Holly?"
Holly sat and Herman slid his hand over her tight trim stomach, again noticing how tiny her waist was for her large natural tits. They moved and jiggled as real breasts do, yet they somehow maintained much of their fullness even as she leaned back into the couch. Nature was amazing sometimes. His other hand slid behind her back and held her softly, feeling her soft, warm body in his arms. The young girl sighed and Herman wondered if she was wet.
His hand caressed Hollys body, slowly yet eagerly moving up to one large full breast and squeezing it. The soft but dense flesh felt like velvet to his hands. He closed his eyes and let out an involuntary moan as he massaged Hollys soft rack. His breathing was hard, he could tell but so was Hollys and her excitement made him even hotter. He squeezed harder and then pulled on one of her sensitive little nipples.
"Suck them, please," Holly begged in her soft voice. "I've never had a man suck on my nipples. Please, Dean Pelt. I want to feel it."
Herman felt Holly slide a bit lower on the couch and push closer to him. He still couldn't think of anything to say and with Holly's exquisite body in front of him, he knew nothing other than the desire to do exactly as she asked. He took her left breast fully in his hand (or as much of it as he could) and squeezed her breast, pushing the girl's nipple into his mouth as he leaned over and sucked. Holly moaned and he felt her hand on the back of his head, holding him to her chest. He popped her nipple from his mouth and replaced it with her right breast, sucking it just as well.
Holly opened her legs slightly and she could feel the wetness dripping down her golden thighs. She was soaked, she realized and reached down to ease some of the tension from her aching clit. Herman felt her hand moving towards her young pussy and pushed it away. "No, no, my dear," he said. He actually enjoyed the small look on Holly's face at being denied pleasure, especially since he knew what he had in mind for her.
It was unclear even to Herman where this sudden dominant attitude came from. He'd never had the desire to be dominant over a young woman but something about Hollys personality just begged for it. Not even in high school did Herman have a hot, horny, young girl to tease and fondle like this. He'd always been so jealous when he'd hear the popular guys talk about feeling up one of the hot cheerleaders and now it was finally his turn.
Herman sat up from sucking the girls delicious bouncy tits and asked Holly to lay with her back on his lap and her ass on the couch just next to him so he could inspect her further. He could see her wetness shining on her thighs as she lay down and her breasts jiggled around as she got comfortable. "Now let's get a good look at your body, Holly," he said, feeling the side of her body pressing against his erect cock, still inside his pajamas.
She nodded and let the deans hand slide all over her tight body. She trembled with excitement and pleasure as the dean squeezed as much of her tits as he could with both hands and began suck each one, back and forth. Soon, he removed one hand and slide it between Holly's legs. She sucked in air as she felt the deans finger begin to caress her clit. Holly's legs spread wider seemingly on their own and she looked at the dean as she felt his fingertip enter her.
"You want to be a service girl badly, don't you, Miss Wilson?" Herman asked as he massaged the young woman's virgin pussy lips. Her wetness dripped down his wrist.
Holly nodded. "Ooooooooh. Yes, Dean Pelt, I do. I want to suck on you everyday, ooooooh... Yes, fingerfuck me! Please??"
Herman was fingering her with just the front part of his middle finger. She was so tight and smooth there, tight but soft. It felt like heaven, even to his finger. "Oh, yes, Miss Wilson, you'll make a very good little service girl with those soft lips of yours. You must give outstanding head."
Holly gripped the couch as Hermans finger penetrated her deeper. "I-I think I do, sir, oooooh.... I've gotten, gotten As on all my oral exams, mmmmmm.... And I just, ah, want to practice everyday, ahhhh!"