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Meet Me in the Classroom
🕑 Added 2018-03-27 15:56:09 +0000 UTC Read the second chapter here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/meet-me-in-2-22476524Art by the amazing: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/jakenwolfy
The end of the semester was always a stressful time, but it always meant that a well deserved break was at the end of it. Indeed, three glorious months of freedom were greeting every student and faculty in the college, and with two weeks until finals, there couldn't be a sweeter release.
It was a Friday afternoon, and professor Maury was finishing up a lecture for his Environmental Introduction class. He was a broad shouldered lion, his mane a well kept gold that flowed around his neck and upper back like silk. He wore a gray sweater, despite it being somewhat warm outside. He was taller than average and looked to be rather muscular, though his rounded belly portrayed him as quite a fatherly figure, but that just made his current standing with his family and age all the more accurate.
He had turned back towards the white board and was busily erasing away a few notes that he had scribbled down while he had been talking. Meanwhile, a study guide for the final exam was making its way around the lecture hall to all forty students in attendance. When he finished, he turned around and grabbed one of his own study guides from his desk and cleared his throat. His dark green eyes gazed through a pair of rectangular glasses that balanced on the edge of his nose.
“All right, did everyone get a copy?” he asked and raised the packet of papers in his paw for reference. When there came to response he continued. “So if you've ever taken one of my classes, you know that I grade on the curve, so I know that should put some of your minds at ease,” he smiled and sat on the edge of his desk. “There will be fifty multiple choice, and four essay questions. You only have to answer two of the essay questions, whichever two you are most confident with,” he said to the happy sigh of some of his students.
“It's pretty straightforward, I've provided some vocabulary in the back that I think would benefit some review for you, and if you follow the assigned readings we've had through the semester you'll all be fine,” he went on and then shot a glance back at the clock on the wall. It was ten minutes before he class was scheduled to get out. “Are there any questions?” he asked and looked out at the sea of tired, young adult faces. “All right then, we're done for the day. Have a good weekend!” he called out.
The body of students were quite relieved that they were allowed some small present of an early release, even if it was only ten minutes. Being that it was five-o-clock in the afternoon, everyone rushed for the door in what was pretty much a stampede. The professor smiled to himself as he watched them all go, remembering back in the day when he was a student and so eager to get out of class.
This was the last class of the day for him, for the entire building really. He had no office hours after this, and he had no other appointments ready for the day. He did have some work to catch up on though, and a particularly...personal assignment.
The professor sat down in his chair and logged on to the computer. From there he began to read through some of his emails, and right as he had gotten done with the second or third, a new person suddenly entered the class room.
She was a beautiful vixen, her fur a pristine red color, her body curvy and mature. Short blond hair fell back across her shoulders, and while it would have normally been tied back it was allowed to be free at the moment. Her bust was average, though her ass was the result of years worth of running an exorcise. She had full lips and a sultry gaze that could melt any man's heart.
She wore a simple pair of jeans, a long sleeved shirt and a vest that stayed open in the front. As she came nearer, she put a swing into her hips that would make anyone's eyes chase after her backside. Her long, fluffy tail would flick from side to side as she descended the rows of tables towards the lion.
He had caught sight of her the moment she had walked in, though only from the corner of his eye. He acted like he didn't see her until she was nice and close, in which he lifted his head from the computer screen with a broad grin. “Well hello there, Jenny,” he said casually as he went about logging off of the computer and collecting his things.
“Hello, professor Maury,” she said happily in return and folded her paws innocently in front of her.
“Please, just call me Roger when we're in a less...professional setting,” he said and stood up.
She giggled and stuck out her tongue. “Sorry, it's just odd to say your first name after all these months,” she explained. He only gave a shrug and smirked.
“Did you miss me?” he chuckled and cross his own arms over his wide chest. She couldn't help but bite her lip and nod her head.
“It's been a while, it's tough being away from you when you're busy,” she replied and stroked a paw over her opposite arm.
“Well, we can't afford to get caught, you know,” he reminded sternly. She could only nod like an obedient kit. Of course it was easy to see that Jenny was one of Roger's students, though what was somewhat easy to hide was the illustrious relationship they had. It would be all too simple to write it off as a slutty student wanting to fuck her professor in the hopes of passing one of his classes, but this was a much more complicated manner.
In reality, she craved him like no other man before. The way he looked drew her in, and the way he spoke and the intelligence he commanded made her stay. He was perfect to her, a true man with experiences in life and a body that told her of strength and reliability. She hated anyone under the age of twenty five, and anyone that had their own kids was irresistible.
And he knew all of this and melded her to his will. Like most men, his mind often wondered to darker places when he saw the gorgeous new students he would get every year, how he would drool over them, imagining his face under their ass and his cock deep into their throat. Luckily Jenny was the kind of girl that could quell his lusts, but that didn't mean he was a cured man.
Unfortunately for both of them, the summer vacation actually meant there was less opportunity to fuck around, despite the fact they they both had more free time. Roger was a married man of twelve years, it was difficult to get away from family when he couldn't use the university as an excuse to be away from home. Not to mention that Jenny lived in the dorms, and with summer vacation forcing her to move home, there suddenly became a two hour gap between them.
That always made for an extra hard fucking when they would return. He always liked to blame his long hours early on in the Fall semester to a sudden work load, but in reality he was fucking Jenny in the privacy of his locked office. By the end of, it, both of the vixen's holes were sore and the lion's balls had shrunk by a third in size.
“Do we have much time right now?” Jenny asked as she looked over her lover from top to bottom. She quickly noticed that the front of his own pants were strained by a concealed erection. Normally she would have offered to suck him off to get him to a full stand, but he must have been thinking about this all day.
“We certainly do. No one sticks around here after this class, especially on a Friday,” he said and stepped closer, his arms untangling so that he could take her paws into his own. She let him do as he wanted, and when he leaned his face in close to her she did the same. A deep and meaningful kiss was shared, their lips forming tight to each other and their tongue even briefly mingling.
Jenny moaned and tilted her head to the side while leaning up on the balls of her feet to get closer. The professor's paws ran down her arms and held her by the hips. Being this close, she could smell how strong his musk was. He hadn't showered in a day or two, she could tell. He knew that's what drove her crazy.
When he pulled away, the vixen swayed and stumbled backwards. She luckily caught herself and turned around right away. Her pussy was practically dripping at this point, she needed to ge fucked, and bad! She strode over to the nearest table and began to hastily undo her pants. Roger came up from behind and was doing the same, his belt unclasped and his pants and boxers came down in one movement. His huge cock sprang out, dripping with precum as he approached her.
Jenny's pants and panties were shoved down to her mid thigh. She was leaning against the table's edge when the lion came up behind her. He aggressively grabbed her by the back of her vest and shoved her chest against the table's surface. She moaned from the rough treatment and pushed her butt out towards him in a needing way. She even reached back and spread her buttcheeks open while her tail hiked up over her back.
“I know what you want. Your wife can't give this to you,” she said nice and loudly for him. Roger stared down at the spot under her tail, her cute, pink pucker giving a flex as if sensing him watching. He licked his lips hungrily and stroked over his throbbing pyre. It was true, Jenny was the only one that allowed him to fuck her in the ass, and he was constantly craving it.
He quickly reached down into his crumpling pants around his ankles and retrieved a small bottle of what looked like hand sanitizer. When he upturned it in his paw though, it actually had a thicker consistency, and when he rubbed the stuff over his cock it became apparent that the bottle was just expertly disguised lube.
When he made sure that his cock was nice and slathered up, he pressed it against her asshole and began to grind the tip against her entrance. “Ooooh yes, daddy, please fuck me,” she gasped and wiggled her hips. He stared over her gorgeous form, his tongue licking over his own lips as he began to press his weight against her tight ring. The spot eventually yielded, and the girl let out a strained cry of pleasure and pain as she felt his thick manhood force her open.
His powerful paws settled on her hips and kept her still as he slowly let his inches delve into her bowels. He didn't utter anything, but his maw hung open and he drew in a steady breath. She was so warm, so tight. He could feel that he was losing himself inside of her, like he always did when this happened. She on the other hand couldn't keep quiet. She was groaning loudly and straining to push back. She was very eager to take him, even though entry into her ass was always a bit painful, but she loved it rough.
As if reading her mind and her need, Roger's paw lashed out and suddenly grabbed a fistful of her hair. She cried out and shivered, the added sensations only working to make her hornier and more needy of his love.
When he thought she had adjusted well enough to his dick, he finally began to move. He didn't start out slow, she was already begging for him to ravage her. His hips drew back and slammed forward, his heavy balls smacking at her dripping pussy as he started in on fucking her. His tongue hung from the front of his mouth, the smacking of their bodies hitting one another echoed within the large room.
Jenny had gone from holding her buttcheeks open to grabbing the far edge of the table, all the while the lion's strong grip forced her head back to he point that her back was arching. Not that she ever minded this kind of treatment. Hair pulling, choking, tail tugging, smacking, it was everything that she loved and he knew exactly what turned her on the most.
He gave another hard yank on her hair and she screamed in ecstasy. His rutting hips grew faster and harder. His shaft felt incredible, she only grew warmer and tighter, just the way how her pucker would suckle at his cock like she was trying to milk him of every drop he had to offer. In all likelihood she was. She often clenched back on him, squeezing her tailhole and legs together so that she could induce as much pleasure as possible.
The pressure he made was exquisite, the way his thick head pounded at her tight insides. Roger was the only kind of person that could fill her like this, the way only a man could. Her nails were digging into the table, and she strained to turn her head enough to see him. He face was a mask of pleasure, the way his eyes were closed as he pumped away with his head tilted slightly back.
The professor began to growl lowly, his muscular chest flexing as he began to drive his weight hard against her. Her hips would bounce from every firm strike, her butt jiggling upon every impact. He drew his free paw back and gave her ass a rough smack and she squealed in delight.
The entire building was abandoned of students and faculty, no one was around to listen to the almost twenty minutes of uninterrupted fucking. The snarls, moans, and growls the came from the class room were nothing short of animalistic and savage.
Jenny had been turned over several times, pinned down in a myriad of positions. Her bottoms no longer hung around her thighs, instead they barely clung around one of her ankles. The vixen was on her back now, her ass still getting drilled like the hungry slut that she was. Her legs were spread wide, her paws reached back to grab at the table's edge. Her shirt had been lifted over her breasts and now they bounced just as freely as the rest of her body.
The best orgasms the vixen ever had were delivered by the fatherly lion, and now was no exception. She had been reduced to a quivering mess that was exhausted and left whimpering. Despite the professor's impressive stamina, all good things were meant to come to an end. His growling grew louder and his eyes were clenched shut. He gradually picked up speed until he was no longer making long, powerful strokes, instead producing a rapid series of bucks.
Pleasure multiplied rapidly within him, the incredible sensation beginning at the base of his cock and surging forward through his shaft. The spike in intensity was too much and he let out a guttural roar as the hair of his main stood on end. Cum gushed within the girl's body, it surged deep within her bowels and filled her with such a powerful feeling of warmth.
Both of them were panting hard and slowing their movements down. Roger had kept his cock buried inside of her, the last few drops of his jizz spilling within. He took a deep breath and slowly stepped back, letting his rapidly softening cock deflate and flop against his large ballsack. For a moment neither of them said anything, they simple recovered and reoriented themselves.
Ever so softly, Jenny let her legs settle back on the ground and she slowly sat up. Cum had oozed out of her loosened pucker, but she had enough control that she was able to keep her prize held away. When she looked up, she saw that Roger had his back turned to her and was hastily pulling his pants back up and clasping his belt. She frowned and quickly did the same, collecting herself to a more presentable state. Once they were both fully clothed, he turned to the girl and offered a reassuring smile.
“I'll see if I can get some more time away before the end of the semester,” he said and stepped back up to her. She smiled and did the same, her arms coming around his neck and burying into his mane.
“I sure hope so, you always get so...ravenous after the summer. Doesn't your old woman at least blow you?” she asked with a warm smile.
He chuckled and brought his arms around her. “Please, I'm lucky if I get enough time to myself to jerk off,” he grumbled and leaned in to kiss her. She briefly met his lips and giggled.
“Well save some for me at least. I need a full load for the Fall,” she reminded. The lion collected his things and walked the vixen out from the room. He made sure to hit the lights on his way out, as it was unlikely anyone else would have shut them off. Outside it was nice and warm, Spring was rapidly transitioning into Summer. The lion took a deep breath and smiled down at the woman, and she returned with a beam of her own.
The two began to walk off in separate directions across the abandoned college campus. When they were sufficiently far away though, Roger turned and stole a glance at the vixen's ass. The way it still bounced with every step and the sway of her tail had him biting at his bottom lip. He had to remind himself to calm down, because once he was home, there was nothing there to get him off.
