Everyone is over the age of 18. This Fresh Meat story is not related to the previous chapter as none of the chapters going forward will be related in any way. Each chapter of Fresh Meat will be its own individual story unless I change my mind in the foreseeable future. Hope you enjoy!
*****
Akemi name means "bright beauty," but she hasn't always felt that way since developing her overflowing bosom at the awkward age of 10. It was a rarity for an American of full Japanese descent to have very large breasts by 18-years-old. She possessed the biggest breasts in the entire school district at a whopping 34H, but Akemi knew her chest was still growing and new measurements were needed soon.
Akemi felt like a freak in high school with girls snickering and boys ogling at her mountainous chest as they heavily jogged for space on her small thin frame underneath large retro video game and comic book themed t-shirts that were always noticeably stretched by her enormous fat knockers. She knew that it was pointless to try and conceal and hide her monster boobs under hooded shirts and thick sweaters as her tits were too large and bulbous not to bring attention. She embraced her nerdy and geeky lifestyle despite the two colossal obstacles jutting and wobbling from her chest.
Although Akemi wasn't too keen about her low-hanging torpedoes, she was content with the rest of her appearance. She kept her smooth and defined brunette hair at low maintenance just barely reaching her chin, big almond-shaped dark eyes, a long narrow petite nose and a cute smile covered in dental gear. She had a big overbite and eager to get rid of the hard metal in her mouth by the end of her senior year. The rest of her 5'4 body was thin and petite and only enhanced her thick massive tits that looked like they belonged on a thicker woman.
The biggest challenge of Akemi's day was gym class. It was the one class she avoided for three consecutive years due to her humongous fun bags and the unwanted attention her every movement would cause. She tried persuading her principle to substitute her gym class credit with another class, but the principle informed Akemi that she had used those other classes the first three years to avoid taking gym class and the ones she hasn't taken were full for the semester.
After a week of embarrassing jiggling and wobbling around under her plain green gym shirt, Akemi thought of another way to escape gym class.
During a free period before her first gym class of the week, Akemi approached the P.E. teacher's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in," he shouted from the other side.
"Yes, Mr. Barkley, I'm Akemi Reyes, and I'm in your gym class this semester," she stated while entering his office.
"Ah yes. How can I help you, Akemi," he replied and closed his laptop. His large blue eyes behind his coke-bottle glasses instantly zeroed in on Akemi's mammoth torpedoes as they bulged enormously beneath a Marvel's Avengers blue t-shirt. Even with industrial support, her huge funky titties hung-low and heavy from her poor thin frame and that excited Wayne Barkley's cock immensely. It was already at full mast before she walked in.
"Well, you see, or as you can see, I'm not built to run, jump, skip, hop, or do anything that involves physical activity," Akemi explained, while twiddling her thumbs and unaware of squeezing her gigantic tits between her arms. "So here is a doctor's note excusing me from gym class for the rest of the semester."
The 6'0, 52-year-old high school P.E. teacher and head coach of the high school baseball and softball teams licked his lips and whispered under his breath: "Thank you, God."
"Close the door, well you Akemi," Wayne spoke with a shit-eating grin.
Akemi did as he asked and closed the door. From behind, Wayne noticed her apple-bottom ass in a pair of old faded denim jeans and the side curves of her giant breasts. His cock was ready to burst through his sweatpants.
"Sorry Akemi but I can't accept this doctor's note," Wayne replied.
"Why not?" she quickly questioned.
"Because Akemi, you need gym class for you to graduate with your peers. If I accept this note, you won't be graduating," Wayne explained.
"Then I guess I came to the wrong person. I'll just go talk to the principle and get her to understand," she responded.
"That wouldn't do you any good, Akemi. I make the decisions on who gets out of gym class. I'm the head of this department and if you don't believe me, feel free to ask the principle," an arrogant Wayne replied.
Akemi was sad and devastated as she thought her plan to get out of gym would work. Wayne saw her frown and his opportunity.
"Of course, there is a way you can perhaps persuade me to reconsider and remove you from gym class with half credit so you can graduate with your peers," the horny gym teacher announced. That brought a bit of a smile to Akemi's face.
"Of course, I'll do anything," she hastily replied.
Wayne stood up from his desk, and Akemi's almond-shaped eyes grew larger ogling his giant hard-on.
"You did say anything," he rephrased with a cocky grin.
"But sir... I don't know if I can do what you want me to do," she replied shyly.
"You still a virgin, Akemi?" he eagerly asked.
"Yes..." Akemi replied somberly with her head down.
"This is great for you, Akemi. Not only will I exonerate you from gym class but I will be demonstrating to you the kinds of stuff filthy horny men will be lusting to do to your scrumptious young body. Consider this you transferring out of gym class and into sex Ed with hands-on training," Wayne informed her. "Can you do that neat little trick where you take your bra off from underneath your shirt?"
Blushing from extreme embarrassment and seeing no other way out of this, Akemi reached underneath the back of her Marvel's Avengers tee-shirt and began unhooking the multiple latches to her giant sturdy brassiere. Wayne stared on, watching the heavy shifts under her shirt with his cock blistering to be free from his sweats. After a couple of minutes, Akemi had successful removed freed her oversized jugs and pulled the thick plain black bra out from beneath her shirt. There wasn't much of a physical difference as her gargantuan jugs still hung-heavy towards her slim waistline but her big swollen nipples pierced through the fabric of her thin shirt.
"My god, my god, my god," Wayne repeated with excitement. "You have the biggest titties yet! Hand over your ridiculous granny bra."
Akemi tossed her gym teacher her massive thick bra. He molested the giant brassiere in front of her like a true hungry sexual predator. He rubbed the enormous padded cups over his lewd face, followed by kissing and licking the cups inside and out, putting his face into the cups and taking big whiffs of the scent that resonated from Akemi's huge boobs after being trapped inside the hot overstuffed brassiere for hours. After his heart was content with her bra, Wayne opened the bottom drawer of his desk that contained other 18-19-year-old girls undergarments and dropped the massive bra inside and closed it.
He walked from behind his desk with his extremely big hard-on poking embarrassingly inside his sweats and came up behind Akemi. She gasped and slightly jumped when she felt his big hard cock pressing up and into her back. Wayne took a big whiff of Akemi's sweet peach scent on her neck and feasted his eyes down upon heaving mammoth soft spheres. His cock grew harder against her back, enamored with the lewd thought of Akemi not being able to see her tiny feet over her oversized gazongas.
Akemi was in a state of shock with the whole situation. She was about to give up her virginity to get out of gym class. She could smell her gym teacher's hot garbage breath down her neck as he began kissing and licking her skin. She was still very aware of the large dick pressed into her back.
"Seeing how we only have 45 minutes before class, let's not waste any more time," Wayne suggested, as he reached beneath Akemi's shirt and cupped the enormous meaty bottoms of her bare breasts. He moaned in her ear as he squeezed and groped giant handfuls of her H-cup funbags. Even with his large hands, the pliant flesh spilled over his palms.