Dr Patel S Toys

Dr. Patel's Toys

Sam walked down the long hallway and looked for the door with Dr. Patel's placard on it. Anxiety had stolen his breath and he wasn't sure what to expect. Dr. Arti Patel was an infamously ruthless grader but he NEEDED to pass Theoretical Physics. When he'd received a note from her after class offering some "extra credit" he felt he couldn't refuse. Eventually, he found the door to her office and let himself in.

"Hello, Samuel! Please, take a seat." Dr. Patel had a big smile on her light brown face.

"Hello professor, I was uh- really excited to read your note."

"Excited how? Like extremely excited or excited you know... down there. Or both?"

"Yeah, mostly. Very excited. A little nervous."

Dr. Patel moved her long dark hair out of her face and moved her chair to the other side of her desk so she could sit closer to Sam.

"Ok. Well, I just saw you the first day of class and thought you were so cute that I might like to have you as my 'toy' this year. So I was extremely excited to say the least. In fact, I'm 'excited' right now."

"Yeah. Me too."

"Oh, are you changing your answer? To extremely excited."

"Yes, I am extremely excited."

"Yeah? Are you hard right now as we speak?

"Yes, mam."

"That's good. Thank you, I like when you talk to me respectfully. I'm happy to see how... enthusiastic you are for our little arrangement." Dr. Patel reached over to Sam and rubbed her hand against the outline of his cock through his pants. "We won't have any problems later, will we? You complaining that I was too hard with you or that the 'examination' I gave your body was too intrusive? I hope you don't mind how forward I am. I know what I want."

"No, mam."

"You aren't one of those boys who feels intimidated by being with an older woman, are you?"

"No, not at all. I think you're really really beautiful."

Dr. Patel was 45 but didn't look it in the least. Her Indian heritage was all there in her face. Yet, despite being Indian her chest and bottom was much larger than most Indian women.

"I love your cute little mouth. The mouth is the most important part of a man, after all. So here's the deal, if you agree to 'service' me whenever I ask, I will see to it that you get As on every single assignment. You do need to turn "something" in but it can be just a bunch of gibberish or a paper you plagiarized off the internet, I don't give a shit. It's not like anybody ever checks anyway. Do we have an agreement?"

"Yes."

"You think I am being fair?"

"Yes, mam."

"Ok then, let's shake on it." Dr. Patel reached out and shook Sam's hand. "I think once you see me naked with my fancy clothes in a pile on the floor of this office you'll realize I am being more than fair." She smirked a sinister grin. "But when your cock starts to hurt you'll realize you got more than you bargained for."

"Ok. Yes, mam."

"Thank you, I love a yes man. Now why don't you get up, unbutton your jeans and show me what I've bought?"

Sam got up out of the chair and took his belt off before pulling his pants and boxers down to reveal his modest cock.

"Hmmmm. Well I see it's sticking out and..." Dr. Patel placed her hand on Sam's cock and gave it a squeeze, "you're definitely hard. Is there more in the back or something?"

"What?? What do you mean."

"Sammy, do you feel this is an A+ cock?"

"What? I- I mean..."

"What, what DO you mean?"

Sam just stood there in silence, unsure what to say.

"I asked you a question, a yes or no question. Did you understand it? If not, perhaps I should reiterate: is this an A+ cock?"

"At least, it is to me..."

"I'm not sure I can guarantee you a 4.0 with THIS. Did you really think this was worth an A?"

"I guess I thought-"

"I guess I thought that skinny guys were supposed to have massive cocks?" She said with an irritated inflection. "But it looks like you just have an average dick. What is this, five inches?"

"Ye-yes, mam. It's a good size."

"A good size?! Is that what your 18 year old, single body count, ex-girlfriend told you? I'm not some college freshman slut. I'm used to much bigger than this. I'm in my mid-forties and I have to go back to fucking some 18 year old dick?" Dr. Patel held his penis in her hand now and played with it.

"I'm 20, Dr..."

"I know. I know my sweet Sammy."

"I'm sorry..."

"Oh well, I suppose it will do. But I might have to deduct your grade to a C+ now. A mediocre grade for a mediocre cock, wouldn't you say? Will this even reach all the way back inside me? I'm not sure this'll be enough. God, why don't you fetch me the ruler from my desk, Sammy?"

Sam let out a sigh. "Yes, mam."

Sam retrieved the ruler that Dr. Patel had very obviously preemptively placed on her desk for this very purpose. When he handed it to her she had him stand in front of her and she measured his cock.

"So let's say that 8 inches is really worth something. But like let's say as long as you're at least 7 we'll give you that 4.0 I promised. But as it goes down... so does your grade. Ready?"

Dr. Patel put the ruler to Sam's cock.

"Oh my would you look at that, what's that say Sammy?"

"Four... and a half."

"Hahaha, let's try again." Dr. Patel gripped Sam's cock with her long nails and once again measured him. "Ok, looks like its actually about four and 3/4th inches. So almost five, I suppose."

"Sorry..."

"Oh no Sammy honey, well let's be generous and say a 2.75 GPA for an almost 5 inch cock. That's a B-! You might still have to make it look like you're doing work though. I'm sure some girls would think this cock is cute though. More inexperienced girls."

"Now why don't you take off your clothes and lie on the floor for me honey?"

"I guess at least I have some collateral now, don't I? If you feel the need to tell anybody about our little situation..." Dr. Patel said as she unbuttoned her skirt and slipped it right off to reveal her plain black thong that formed a V shape over her Indian pussy. Sammy could see a wet spot, she was enjoying this. "Then I'll just feel the need to tell everyone what a tiny little thing you have."

Dr. Arti Patel folded up her skirt and neatly placed it on a chair in her office.

"I promise I won't tell anyone."

"I am, VERY, sure that you won't. I'm not actually concerned, you don't want anyone to know how little it is, do you?"

Professor Patel then kneeled on the ground near Sam's face and unbuttoned her blouse. Again neatly folding it but this time placing it on the small sofa behind her. Arti had grown accustomed to not wearing a bra, as was the norm in her native Chennai, even though her tits were a fair size larger than the average Indian woman's.

"Is there a girl in class that you like?"

"Maybe..."

"What's her name?"

"Madison."

"Oh, is she the blonde with the white girl ass but decently sized tits? Like a C-cup maybe."

"Yes."

"Hehehe really? It's such a small world, she's actually my daughter Priya's friend! I always had to wonder what was going on between the two of them."

She then kneeled over Sammy until her thong covered vagina was over Sam's face, she squeezed her glutes and smothered Sam with her moist thong. Once Sam started to wheeze for air, she moved to a squatting position and stood up.

"Now tell Dr. Patel, do you know how to eat pussy Sam?" She said as she glided a finger down his penis.

"Yes, I do."

"Well with a cock like that, I hope for your sake you're right."

She grabbed the edges of her thong and slipped it off before playfully flinging it in Sam's direction. Her ass was as big as her tits, larger than the average Indian woman's but not grotesquely large. She had her pubic hair neatly trimmed into a V shape above her mature hole.

Arti Patel hated messy pubic hair and liked to have her's neatly maintained, yet also resented women that shaved all of theirs off. She refused to infantilize herself for some stupid man. And yes, that included her husband.

Once Dr. Patel squatted over Sammy, Sam immediately began eagerly licking at his professor's pussy. His tongue reached up to her clit like his life depended on it.

"Good boy. That's a very good boy." Patel used a cheery voice so surprising it seemed fake. "You're gonna get me so wet."

Sam continued to lick at her cunt, meanwhile she spit in her hand and began to give loose strokes to his below average cock.

"It's so cute, and so eager. Even if you don't get any points for your size, I still think you get an A for effort. I want you to eat my pussy like you need an A, understand?"

"Yes mam."

"Good boy. You're gonna be so happy once I start licking and sucking it. You don't need air do you?" Priya used a condescending tone while suffocating Sam with her thighs. "Your under appreciated dick sure loves the attention."

Arti cupped his balls with her hand. "They're so tiny." She laughed before maneuvering herself from her squatting position around to straddle him, all the while her large tits swayed. "Put your hands behind your head for me."

She then rubbed her bottom against his cock, teasing him. It rested near her entrance but still couldn't come inside just yet.

"You're so excited, aren't you?"

"Yes mam."

"Do you think you're gonna fit in there?" She once again used an innocent yet condescending tone. "You think you can last inside me if I let you inside of me? You're not gonna just cum or fall out?" Dr. Patel then squeezed her big tits together.

"Yes, absolutely yes." Sammy begged.

Dr. Patel ran her hands down Sam's chest before putting her right hand on his penis and guiding it to her pussy, lining it up with her entrance.

Sammy let out a great big moan as he slipped inside his professor.

"There ya go." Arti Patel said in a tranquil voice as the sound of her pussy filled the room.

She fell down and hoped up from his dick over and over for a couple minutes before speaking again. She liked to ride just the head for a minute to tease him.

"You're so squishy down there. It's wet down there, isn't it?" Arti cooed in a quiet tranquil voice.

She ran a hand across Sammy's pretty little face before kissing him on the forehead then proceeding to spit in his mouth.

"Swallow it." Arti firmly commanded.

Sam complied.

"It's cute... you want more? Cute you think you can last inside me."

Dr. Patel rode slowly along the full length of his shaft now.

"It's so dirty down there now Sammy, isn't it? It's dirty I can feel how creamy I am and its getting all over your little cock! Maybe I'll make you eat me out afterwards. Wouldn't that be so cruel?"

"Whatever you command, mistress."

"Maybe thats why I let your little dick in there, to make it dirty for you to eat again! Maybe that explains why I'd fuck such a little cock, to mess with you some more?"

Arti Patel then moved to a full squat position and began bouncing up and down on his cock once again, this time with vigor.

She started to moan louder as she plopped down and sprang back up from his cock. As the moans got louder, Sam could not be sure if they were genuine or not.

"What's that? Huh, you're biting your cheek, is that what you're doing? Huh? Why Sammy?"

"Yes, so I won't cum." Sam strained.

"So you won't cum? What's wrong, you don't want cum in there? In me? Aww."

"Please don't be mad at me. Please."

"You think I'll be mad if you cum in my pussy? That would make quite the mess... wouldn't it? Aww poor baby. Maybe I won't get off at the last moment, maybe I'll actually let you cum in me."

Dr. Patel stopped bouncing on Sam's cock and started to wiggle her hips. Sam was close and she could feel it.

"Now, don't you dare move a muscle. Does it feel good?"

"Yes, doctor."

"Is he excited down there, to be my personal sex toy?"

"Yes."

"Fully excited?"

"Yes mistress, fully excited."

"It's so nice to see some enthusiasm from a young, dumb, man. Feel how wet I am?"

Dr. Patel shook her hips one last time and Sam unleashed a flood of cum into her middle-aged pussy. He filled her up with rope after rope of hot cum. She stopped moving and just let him flood her cunt while she sat on his manhood. She then stood up from her squat and his dick plopped out before she stood up and had a river of cum pouring from her pussy onto the carpet, and Sammy.

Dr. Patel then sat on the couch in her office and spread her legs. "Well, come on!" She demanded and Sam got between her legs once again to eat her out. "For every one you have, I get two."

As Sam ate her pussy once again, sliding his tongue up and down her clit- Patel further teased him.

"I think I'm going to make a point of talking to Madison about you." She let out a laugh. "I'm going to make it VERY clear you're not worth her time."

***

After a long, hard *wink wink* day at the office, Dr. Patel came home from university to her home in the Michigan suburbs. Just when she finally was able to plop on the couch, her young 19 year old daughter, Priya, came marching up to her. Priya looked anxious, although honestly that was nothing new.

Arti listened to her daughter explain the situation.

"Awe you have a crush on your little white friend?"

"I don't know... I just- I want to hold her and hug her and feel her warm skin on mine."

"Listen, if yearning for the warm caress of another woman makes you gay, then that'd make ME gay. And I'm not gay, honey. Remember, there's a time and place for everything, and it's called college."

"College???"

"Yes. College is a magical place that you go to not really learn anything in particular and leave with sixty thousand dollars in debt and at least one STD."

"So like... where I am right now? At the University that YOU teach at!"

"Oh yeah, that's right. Damn, honestly I kinda forgot you were 19. But yes, fuck that little white hoe. Experiment a little. Sow your wild... field? Aw hell, you know what I mean!"

***

A week had passed and Dr. Patel sat at her desk, horny, or perhaps just bored. Arti took her phone out and texted Sam.

"Fuck me, NOW."

"Yes mistress" he responded.

Dr. Patel got up from her desk and moved to the opposite side where a student would sit and pushed the chair out of the way. She then unbuttoned her shirt and slid her black lace panties down to her ankles and bent herself over the table with her legs spread. She starred at the wall fantasizing about sex waiting for him to come and take her. Her pussy got so wet lubricating itself in anticipation of him.

She heard a knock at the door. "Sammy? Come in."

She didn't bother looking his way. "Now, fuck me."

The man behind her paid no heed as he shoved his cock into her hungry, waiting, cunt. Sammy felt larger than usual.