Office Hours

The video of Kelly and Co. at the Bullring turned out to be by far the most widely shared and commented on social media post she had ever made. For a day or so it seemed to mostly have been passed around among students at both her school and Cassidy, but at some point the footage was reposted by a popular porn star named Crystal Wang, at which point it “went viral,” whatever that meant. Ms. Wang commented: “If my professors had been like this when I was in college, I probably wouldn’t have dropped out.”

By the time her next class rolled around, the site counted that around 300,000 people had watched Kelly get fucked in the ass. She felt strangely proud of this fact.

This number certainly included nearly all of her students. It seemed like she had to address the elephant in the room, and so she let Clarissa Bonner ask a question about it right at the beginning of class. She ended up showing the video on the screen at the front of the room, while leading a discussion about interactions between different social groups and the ways those barriers were negotiated by individuals.

“In some ways, at this school, the professors might be seen as the social in-group,” she lectured, as two cocks pounded her holes on the screen behind her, “but I was part of the social out-group in this scenario, wasn’t I? Do you have any situations like that in your life? How do you deal with them?”

After class, she had a friendly kiss with Emma, during which the girl stuck a hand under her skirt to find that she wasn’t wearing any underwear and just smiled. Rather than talk there, she invited Emma back to her office, where the two of them discussed how best to move from data collection into the analysis stage of their study. Kelly wanted to get the paper to the Journal of Sociology before their current submission deadline, which was quickly approaching.

Kelly eventually noticed that it was about to be time for her office hours to start, and asked Emma’s forgiveness for ending their work early. But Emma offered to stay with her and assist in office hours, noting that Kelly could probably use someone to, as she had put it in class, “negotiate differences between social groups.” Reasoning that she could ask Emma to step out if any of the students would rather talk with her one-on-one, Kelly agreed and thanked the girl for her help.

The first on her sign up sheet, a skinny sophomore named Brock, said initially that he had concerns about finding a topic for the final project listed on her syllabus. Kelly sat next to him on the couch and asked why he had taken her class, and what topics he was interested in. But Brock’s interests, she soon discovered, tended toward the prurient, and within a few minutes she was licking and biting his neck while he put a hand up her skirt, a finger entering her already-wet snatch. Emma intervened, noting that they had limited time before the next student on the sign up sheet, and helped Kelly suck Brock off as quickly as possible.

Kelly did her best to soak up Emma’s instruction. The girl, it seemed, had thought more about how best to stimulate a man’s balls while simultaneously sucking his cock than Kelly had thought about most stuff in her life. Kelly had her explain the movement she was making with her hand as she worked Brock’s shaft, which Emma somewhat scientifically referred to as “creating multiple points of stimulation.”

In less than five minutes (likely longer than it would have been, as Emma spent some of her time explaining herself to Kelly when she could have had her mouth on Brock’s cock), the younger girl announced that she could tell he was getting close. Brock just nodded, and she had Kelly position herself in front of Brock while continuing to jack him off with both hands. He spurted his load onto her face. Emma noted that it was traditional for the girl to stick her tongue out to taste as much cum as possible, and Kelly obliged. But she found that her mind was elsewhere, her body physically tingling. It seemed one of the commenters on her video had been right: the act of having a man jizz on her face brought on a sort of flashback of her full-body orgasm from the other night.

This happened just in time, as her next appointment was knocking on her closed office door as she knelt in front of Brock’s dick. She asked him if he had any more insight into his final project topic, and he told her she had really pointed him in the right direction.

Then Kelly settled back behind her desk to greet the next student, Hailey Bell, a little blonde who showed up wearing a string bikini top that held up triangles of cloth over her small breasts and a pair of jean shorts. They were a few minutes into a conversation about points the girl claimed not to have understood in the reading before Kelly realized that she still had Brock’s cum dripping down her face and chin and onto her cleavage. Well, too late now.

And so Kelly proceeded through her office hours. About two-thirds of the sign-ups were from boys in her class, and it was clear that most of them had just come up with excuses to try out professor pussy. She couldn’t blame them, really. She was certainly enjoying student dick.

She took four creampies and two facials that afternoon. She came four times, particularly with Emma’s help. The boys were somewhat lunkheaded on their own, but Emma could direct them how to best please Kelly in ways she didn’t fully know how to do for herself. She also suggested positions, like the one with Kelly leaning against the wall, bent ninety degrees, while Jimmy Perkovich plowed her from behind. That way, Emma could get down between her legs and lick both Kelly’s clit and Jimmy’s cock as he pumped into her. Kelly came about a minute later, or gazzed, as she was starting to think of it even inside her own head. It got so that she stopped putting her clothes back on between sessions, as they only seemed to get in the way.

The girls tended to be more circumspect, although Melissa Stavros did shyly ask if Emma could “snatch” her during her session, a request with which Kelly’s RA was happy to oblige. The exception was Liz Felton, the film student from Emma’s class with the blue hair. She stated baldly and right off the bat that she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about fucking Kelly since the two of them had kissed in class, especially when she was touching herself. Emma, ever resourceful, reached into her shoulder bag and produced a large purple strap-on.

“Ever since that time at your apartment, it just seemed like a good idea to carry one with me,” she explained. “Just in case.”

And so Kelly got to discover that Liz had a piercing on her clit (she raved about the sensations to Emma, who remained skeptical) before getting railed by her final student of the day. She thought then that she actually felt like she was learning more than her students, who seemed like they had a lot of things figured out. Then she didn’t think about much for a few minutes, which was nice.

Liz had plenty to say, though. “Yeah, you whore! Taking my fucking cock like a fucking slut! You like that, you like when I fuck your slut pussy?”

“Yes, fuck me,” Kelly groaned. “Fuck me please!”

She had her hardest orgasm of the day on that dildo a few minutes later. All in all, it was a very productive afternoon.