CONTENT WARNING: This story contains plentiful and vivid depictions of FART FETISH material as well as minor Watersports.
A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing.
Written by HumbleHeretic
"So, can anyone work out when the object reaches terminal velocity?"
"Me, me!"
"I can do it, Ms. Sera!"
The overly enthusiastic response from the students would have one think that we were still kids, however going by the contents of the teacher's question, one could tell that this was a fairly advanced physics class. Normally at the college stage in one's life, people my age would be generally less enthusiastic about the classes themselves and more interested in enjoying their social life. However when it comes to this course in particular, the students display a burning need to want to show off. And it's naturally because of the one running this lecture.
Beautiful was an understatement to describe her, tall and curvy, she has all the proportions that those that have gone through puberty would dream about. Long meaty legs lead up to a set of thighs that contribute to broad, bountiful hips. At the same time her waist isn't as slim as one would expect of an hourglass figure, instead her mid-section is plump as though enticing one to wrap their arms around her and get lost in the embrace of a mature woman. Her figure is naturally completed with a set of bountiful breasts that accentuate the vibe brough by her usual secretary-style attire, her white blouse open enough at the front to display her cleavage while her tight black skirt perfectly conforms to her lower curves. Even her face matches every teenaged boy's ideal of a seductive secretary, any amount of makeup is simply unnecessary to bring out her charm. Plump lips that are a natural shade of rose red even without lipstick, her long and full lashes of a deep black color over her eyes that are a deep brown, almost black. Her eyes seem so dark yet the brightness they possess comes perfectly through her glasses that gives one a sense of intellect. Her long black hair is even tied up into a neat bun and the beauty spot just above her left cheek is just the perfect icing on the cake.
We knew her only as Ms. Seraphine, but for most guys that was good enough as they dreamt of replacing her last name with their own. That was how much charm she possessed that made even some of the girls in the course to hold some rather lustful opinions only shared in group chats. Of course, I too have had thoughts towards her from day one, however, unlike all these others on campus still reveling in thoughts and fantasies, I somehow was "lucky" enough to achieve a relationship with her that was far removed from that of regular teacher and student.
"So it should take around 6.8 seconds."
"That's correct Collin, very well done~βͺ"
"Hehe."
SQULKCH~ "GLK!" FRRPP~
Whatever captivating spell she has them under causes the guy sitting next to me to blush and giggle to himself after a small compliment. Her cool and beautiful smile is enough to make even the others flustered and she resumes the lecture by turning around to write something on the board. This is the perfect opportunity for people to ogle and her backside while feeling no guilt whatsoever. Naturally her ass is a thing of marvel to behold, her generous curves wrapping around almost seamlessly into a hefty, perky and plump butt hugged tightly by her thin black skirt. They all try their best to listen to her lecture properly so that they can answer questions and receive compliments, Collin sitting next to me though isn't hiding his lustful gaze in the slightest, and I couldn't blame him. The thing I said about her putting them under a captivating spell is a statement to be taken literally literally.
Otherwise all it would take was Collin looking beside himself towards me to notice a truly shocking sight.
FRRRPPP~ "GRLK!" SLRRP-P~
"Hmm hm hhmmn~βͺ"
There, perched right on my side of the desk is the very same butt that all my classmates are currently staring at. Attached to that butt is naturally another Ms. Seraphine, the beautiful lady reading some kind of small book while humming to herself. Her expression is unlike that of the cool academic commonly seen around campus, instead her expression is that of a mischievous cat all too happy to be getting away with her little prank. The book in her hand is not that of advanced physics, but one of physical intimacy between man and woman, in other words, it's a pornographic novel. These factors combined with the way she sits on the desk, facing away from the board with her legs propped up and opened made for a vulgar image completely unexpected for the professor that even the other teaching staff adored and admired. At a glance one would think that this was her identical twin that behaved completely opposite of her yet looked and dressed the exact same way, however the truth was that this is in fact Ms. Seraphine, the REAL Ms. Seraphine.
SQUELCH~ "URGHK!" FRRPP-P~ SCHLRCH~ "GRK!" SLRRP~