Get Chewed Out For Not Taking Her Tits Seriously

I sat at my desk and admired what I had wrote in my all powerful notebook. I never believed in God before but after receiving this gift, I sent my praise to the all mighty.

"-Ahem- Michael, come here. We need to talk about your behavior before you leave." Mrs. Barker's voice cut through my thoughts like a knife.

I looked up and was instantly reminded of how blessed I was to have found the RuleBook. Standing at the front of the class was my homeroom/English teacher Mrs. Barker. She was notorious for being an uptight bitch and also seemed to have it out for me to add insult to injury. Hearing her call my name would normally wash me over with fear, but things have changed.

The woman waiting for me to approach her was not Mrs. Barker, it was 'Tits McGee'. I couldn't help but snicker seeing her in this state. For the most part, her appearance matched the professional reputation she had built over the years. However, any sense of dignity she was striving for was crushed by the massive tits that hung free through her unbuttoned shirt. To say they were large would be an understatement. I began to drink in the smaller details as I made my way to the front of the room. She has a natural tan but is definitely caucasian. Her tits sagged much less than I would have expected from someone her size. When I finally reached her I could see that she hadn't gotten any warmer during class. Her fat, pepperoni like nipples were just as hard as when I arrived. I was about to reach out and cup my teacher's chest, as it was now my right, when she told me to sit at the desk in front of her. Wanting to play along, I decided to postpone my groping and comply.

"What was the last vocab word we covered before class ended?" Mrs. Barker asked, sounding like a professional interrogator. It was clear she was trying to call me out on not paying attention.

I answered with out caring at all about being correct "Uhhh.. 'Bazoongas'?

Her face scrunched and she firmly planted her hands on her hips, obviously displeased. My cock twitched at the way her tits jiggled. "If you payed attention, you would know it was 'Udders'."

Mrs. Barker cupped her chest, her flesh almost absorbed her hands. She lifted her heavy set and lightly bounced them to emphasize the topic of conversation.

"People think I'm part cow when they see my fat 'UDDERS'." I barely stopped my self from laughing at my teacher's attempt to scorn me with such a bizarre sentence.

Doing my best to act like this whole situation isn't down right comical I nodded and replied "Right, udders. Like 'Tits McGee's udders are so full, she probably never has to pay for milk.'"

Her expression softened and her jiggling came to a standstill. She paused for a moment and just looked down at me from where she stood. I was looking back at her, my cock growing more by the second. Mrs. Barker was still cupping those udders and lifting them up slightly. Her hands were like a silver platter and her tits were the meal I was going to feast on.

"See, you are bright kid Michael. Instead of showing up late and talking in class, try putting in some effort. If you did, I know you would have everything about my Ta-Tas down flat." she said trying to encourage me. 'Flat was definitely not the right word to use though. I noticed she gave her tits two jiggles when referencing her 'Ta-Tas'.

I had to admit I was surprised to see this softer side of my usually callous instructor. Perhaps it was because it took literally shaping reality to give her a correct answer. Regardless, it was too late to start showing some humanity. I was set on ****. I rolled my eyes at her kind words.

"Hop up on my desk and put that sweater-meat in my face, Tits McGee. I wanna suck on your nips." I demanded in a dismissive tone. Mrs. Barker's frustrated expression returned to her face.

Suddenly dropping her caring act, she says "This is exactly what I am talking about. We just had a breakthrough but instead of pushing yourself, you just want to latch your mouth on my giant jugs."

Despite her disappointment my teacher steps toward be. She then swings her leg up and around my desk and then the other. She is now sat on top of the desk with her legs draped on each of my sides. With her tits hanging above my head while seated up right, Mrs. Baker slouches until her chest is now at face level.

I grasp both of her gigantic milkers from the side and push them together. Her hardened nipples jutted out from the pressure. My mouth latched onto the nipple on my left. Tried to get the entirety of her pepperoni nipple into my mouth but I couldn't tell if I succeed. I started to suck as hard as I possible could. My teacher started moan and grunt the moment my mouth made contact. I leaned my head back while still sucking, puller her tit back with me.

Mrs. Barkers moans grew louder "_Auugh.. _Your school position gives you full access to my Bazoongas but maybe you should think about getting to your next class." is the only sentence she could manage to get out through her panting.

Ignoring her suggestion, I spend a couple of minutes switching back and forth between her nipples. I finished my mouths **** by puller tit back as far as I could with a powerful suck. An audible pop echoed through the room when she escaped from my mouth.

I grinned at my disheveled teacher "Its nice of you to look out for me but it just so happens I have this period off. Now get down, I told you I was gonna stick my dick in that titty-meat."

Still breathing heavy, Mrs. Barker slid off the desk and onto her knees. She then slid the desk away, leaving me just seated in a chair. I fished my dick out of my pants, it was hard and ready to fuck. I angled my head down and spat on it for some lube.

Kneeling between my my legs, my once frightening teacher wrapped her massive jugs around my cock. My dick disappeared, engulfed by the oversized rack she was working with. Mrs. Barker started sliding her tits up and down on my cock, eventually finding a rhythm. I looked at her with a smile, but she avoided making eye contact. I silently laid back and enjoyed the soft globes massage my dick for a few minutes. Then I spoke up.

"Damn Tits McGee, you sure know how to use those things." My remark was meant to mock her but she also really did look, and feel, like a pro.

Still avoiding eye contact she replied "Well I am 'Tits McGee' after all. Knowing how to pump my hooters kind of comes with the territory. We're going to be covering tit-fucks later this semester so pay attention."

I chuckled at the absurdity that is now my life. Never in my life did I think I would see 'Tit- Fucking on a syllabus. Soon enough my laughter turned into moans as my teacher picked up the pace. Her rack was so big that if I was blind folded, I would have guessed two girls were at work. However it's just my bitchy old teacher pumping away at my cock. The woman who always belittled and embarrassed me in front my peers was now on her needs, sandwiching my cock between her tits in the middle of her classroom. I loved seeing her do all the work, huffing and puffing as she milked me with her chest. I was surprised that another class hadn't come in but I guess the room is free this period.

Feeling my cum shot starting to form in my balls I start to lightly fuck my hips back at her while she continues to work. My motion caused her to moan under her breadth. I kept that pace and started to really focus on the sensation. I revealed in how body heat from her cleavage warmed my cock. Her soft flesh felt so much smoother than the lotion covered hand I was use to.

The most arousing feeling of them all was the fact that it was Mrs. Barker giving it to me. I took one more look at my teacher. I could tell that all she knows I have every right to make her tit-fuck me, she cant help but be embarrassed that she's getting her student off.

That was the final straw. My jizz was about to burst out of my sac. With out warning I place my hands over hers and squeezed her tits around my cock as hard as I could. Bucking my hips furiously, I send Mrs. Barker into a moaning frenzy similar to the one that I started having. I pump away for a few seconds, then my cum erupted into her chest. The actually cum shot wasn't visible as my dick was lost in the valley of her flesh.

I take a moment to lean back and collect myself, my teacher does the same. Then I glance at the clock realize I still had half of my free period. Grabbing my belongings I stand up from my chair. Mrs. Barker is still panting on the floor as she had done most of the work. Looking down on her I could see that my jizz was starting to leak from the depths of her cleave down to her stomach.

"That was amazing! Thanks Tits McGee! I think I'm gonna get going now. I'll text you if I want to use those Bazoongas again. If I don't I'll see you tomorrow."

I turned my back to her, grabbing my things, and headed for the door. After I took two steps I hear her call out "Michael wait!"

Caught off guard, I turned around not knowing what she possibly has to say.

Mrs. Barker was still on the floor. Her hair was frizzed up and her face glistened with sweat. She held up her cupped titties and pushed them together.

"Would you like to motor-boat my melons before you leave?"

I burst into laughter for a moment. I had just degraded my prestigious teacher, turning her chest into a flesh-light and her only response was that? Man I love this book!

"Not when it's plastered in my spunk!" I say through my chuckles. Before I headed out the door I had one more idea.

"Oh yea, and keep my cum on your honkers for the rest of the day. No cleaning it up, 'Female Uniform Inspector's' orders! See you Tits McGee!" I left before I could see or hear her reaction.

Walking through the empty halls, I saw limitless opportunity for the second half of my free period. I know that Stella needed to be punished for missing one of her "Please look at my tits" lines. I started thinking of what that could look but then I felt the need to sit down. My feet were still sore and sweaty from sprinting to school earlier. As I sat down a light bulb appeared over my head as I had a great idea. I turned around and started heading for Lucy's class.

[Author's Note: Please feel free to add your own chapters to the story. Do not worry if you want to make alterations or pretend that certain events didn't happen or that certain characters don't exist. Likewise with adding new characters. I love it when people get in on the fun.]