Valeria gets her wish

Billy stood beside Senorita Valeria’s desk, awkwardly awaiting his fate. Would he be sentenced to another humiliating smother knockout in her tits? And if so… Would he even fight it?

His beautiful, buxom Spanish teacher sat, grading his test without any rush at all. Billy squirmed, wishing she would just hurry up already. But she just kept on marking his paper, expression serene and calm, with a slight smile on her lips.

Billy had crammed as much as he could for this test. But there was a lot to catch up on, and he had been at odds with the part of himself that wanted to fail her challenge. Had it been enough? He wasn’t sure what he would do either way. Those big, soft, warm, fruit-scented tits were so inviting. Would he allow himself to be debased, humiliated again, if it turned out he had failed her challenge? And if he had beaten it… Would he shove his face in there anyway? Suffer the humiliation of submission without even the pretence of “losing” her challenge?

Billy didn’t know. All he could do was wait for the verdict, and see what happened next.

“And that brings you to a total score of…”

Valeria spoke, putting the numbers into a small pocket calculator. Billy’s heart fluttered in his chest.

“A C+? Aw, Billy…” Valeria pouted in fake consolation. “That’s not enough to stop me…” Valeria said, as she placed his test down on the desk.

YES! Wait, no. This wasn’t what he wanted. Was it? She was going to try to smother him out again. To send him into a distant, humiliating sleep. He should run. He should fight. She couldn’t overpower him. Right?

But did he want to? Was this a punishment? From where Billy had started, never paying attention in class and only having one night of study, a C+ was a big accomplishment. He’d basically had to learn a whole year’s worth of content in a few hours, and he’d done enough to pass. Maybe this a reward…?

Valeria moved around her desk, keeping her smoky eyes locked on Billy and her small smile on her lips. She sat on the corner of her desk, crossed one leg over the other, and began unbuttoning her formal jacket slowly with one hand. Billy’s eyes were immediately drawn downwards, to her impressive chest. His doom.

“Now come here…” she said, peeling off her formal jacket. It moved slowly, slowly down her shoulders. At a snail’s pace, the large breasts straining her white tank top were revealed.

She could have felt Billy staring, awestruck, even if she couldn’t see it so blatantly in front of her. She stifled a chuckle. The biggest nuisance in her classroom wasn’t making such a disruptive fuss anymore.

Gazing down at those impressive, fabric-stretching Latina breasts, Billy made his decision. He wasn’t going to try and fight it. He would just lose anyway.

Wordlessly, with a slight quiver on his lips, Billy submissively approached. When he reached her, he knelt down just in front of her. Gawking close up at the stretched material of that white tank top. Valeria raised an amused eyebrow. Then, without needing any further prompting, Billy slowly leaned his kneeling body forward and pushed his face into her soft bosom, all on his own.

“Ahn~” Valeria sounded, with satisfaction.

Billy pushed in further, further, until her coffee-tits were surrounding his face. Even through the tank top, the seal was completely smothering. What kind of magic was she working on him?

“On your knees where you belong…” Valeria purred from above him, as he smothered himself out with her boobs.

Billy just groaned into her chest. The powerful tits of his power-hungry Spanish teacher were overwhelming. The warmth, the silky softness. The slight fruity scent of her sweet perfume.

They were so heavy. Built for domination. Once again, Billy moaned into her chest, as he felt himself starting to fade slowly.

He couldn’t take it. He couldn’t last much longer.

Just as his instincts started to kick in, telling him to pull back, they were silenced by Valeria’s touch. A hand came to the back of his head and pulled him in tighter to her big, soft tits - It was the finishing blow.

“Sleeeeeepp…~” the busty Latina encouraged through smiling lips.

And she could feel it. She could feel him growing drowsier. Weaker. Sleepier. He was going down, any second now he’d be out like a light…

Valeria smirked, leaning back to get herself into a more comfortable position and relax. This was over.

Her suspicions were confirmed when Billy suddenly snorted and jolted, his body deciding to put up a little fight before the end. Valeria just found it funny, feeling him shudder as she held him against her.

“Oop, there you go… Theeeerrre you go… Sleeeeeeppp…”

Billy shuddered. He took in a big whiff of her perfume, felt her breasts on his face, and wanted it to last. He was trying to fight it, to keep his eyes open, but it was a lost cause. Her bronze boobs were too good.

A few moments later, his mind flickered out to sleep. His body slowed, and relaxed, and went still. On his knees, with his face in her tits, utterly ****.

“Awww… And here I thought you’d last longer.” Valeria smirked.

The most disrespectful student she’d ever had was taking a nap in her tits. What a joke.

Rubbing her hand over the back of his head, no longer needing to hold it in place, Valeria sighed.

“I wish I’d known about your sorry weakness earlier, mijo… I could’ve seriously let off some steam.”

Taking a handful of his hair, she lifted his head, peeking at his sleeping features. He was OUT out. Eyes rolled up in his head, half-open, while his stupid jaw hung wide open like he was catching flies. No doubt about it - he was DEEP asleep.

“Lazy.”

Valeria let out a little laugh. That had been very rewarding. But she still wasn’t sure she’d had her fill yet…