"Okay..."

"Okay... I trust you. Put me down and I can take off my underwear."

"No! I want to do it. You just relax. I can hold you fine with one hand."

She's not kidding. She lifts you into the air with one arm threaded under your armpits. Then with her free hand she fully slips off your pants and starts tugging at your underwear.

"How are futa this strong?" you mutter to yourself.

"Impressed, are we? I'm not even that buff. You make me feel so strong, teddy."

"My name is--"

"I know. I know. Just relax. You really will need to relax..."

"What do you-- Oh..." It hits you. More specifically, the head of her cock hits your now exposed buttcheeks. It was one thing to stroke it with your hands or take it in your mouth, but coming at you from below it feels so large and dangerous. Hailey giggles as she wiggles her head deeper between your buns. It's a strange pulsing sensation that ripples further into your body causing you to gasp. Your body heats up and her prodding member starts to push at your tender butthole.

"Hailey. Hailey, you need to stop. You're too big to go in dry."

"Don't you worry about that, teddy. I'm a girl of many talents."

Something warm and slippery begins to coat your entrance. Her arms haven't moved so it takes you a while to realise what's happening. Her dick is leaking precum like a faucet and slathering both your hole and her pole. You shiver and blink your eyes. A tall older woman in a crisp tan suit is standing next to you and Hailey.

"Ahem." The lady gets your attention.

"Professor Haversham!" Hailey cries, turning to face her. "Thank you for the lecture!"

"You're welcome, Hailey. I must say, you two were quite attentive. So many students fuck instead of focusing these days."

Hailey and the professor make introductions but you can't pull your focus away from the massive rod that's slowly squeezing its way into you. Your cock grows harder with each inch that sinks into you. Your face is flushed but they seem at ease. That only makes you feel more embarrassed. They chat but their words grow more distant. Hailey's dick is thrusting into you. Soon all you can hear is Hailey and the professor discussing Anthropology and Hailey's dick pounding your ass. Her angle changes as Hailey shifts her grip and soon she's pounding into your prostate. You lose control. Your balls shudder and your dick spurts its load all over the professor's refined features.

"Oh god! Oh god! Professor, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to..."

She wipes a particularly thick strand from her eyes and licks it from her finger. "Didn't mean to cum in my face? Don't worry, dear. It's my fault for standing in the line of fire. I'll return the favour next lecture. You can spend it under my podium while I dump a few loads in your pretty little mouth."

"Professor, I... uh... I'm not sure I want to."

"I wasn't asking. That is, unless you belong to..." She gestures between you and Hailey.

Hailey scrunches her eyebrows. "Come to think of it, we haven't really worked that part out yet."

"Aren't we together?" You ask.

"Of course we are. But what do we call it? We are exclusive, but--"

"Then where's his collar?" The professor gasps.

"That's the thing. We didn't want to go the traditional **** route."

"Hailey, that's just going to confuse the students and faculty. We need some way to tell him apart from the other cumdumps - I mean, non-futa. Let me take you to Student Support and we can sort out your status together. You two need to make a decision - is she your owner or not?"