Fingertips on Bound Breasts

Making it to the fifth floor, Professor Cohen was a mess. She was nervous and her pussy felt moist. It had never been defined what this encounter would entail. As far as she was concerned, anything was possible.

Standing in front of her student's dorm room, she felt like she had gone insane. This was a student! Logic told her to leave. But as she reached into her pocket to check her phone, she saw that she was two minutes late for their appointment. Her heart wanted to stay, if nothing else, to find out what the student wanted.

Professor Cohen put her phone away and knocked on the door. As she waited for a few seconds, she strongly considered leaving. Maybe the student had changed her mind? The professor's toes wiggled inside of her shoes as her body was itching to leave.

Then the door opened. Only partially. Farah peeped her head to the side, standing behind the door. The student wore no makeup. And unlike classroom meetings, the student's hair was without a ponytail. It all hung down like a dark stormy mess, as if she had just finished a shower recently.

Even more striking, the student's bare shoulder was visible, as she still hid behind the door. Was the student topless? The professor could only hope.

"Sorry about the delay," Farah breathed heavily, from having run to the door. "You were a bit late so I decided to start without you. I hope you don't mind."

The professor stood stiff as a board. "Not at all."

"Please, come in, I want to introduce you to my roommate."

The student, still hiding behind the door, peered into the hallway and checked both sides to make sure the hallway was empty. When the coast was clear, Farah opened the door wide.

Professor Cohen was taken aback seeing Farah completely topless and barefoot, wearing nothing but shorts. There was no breast bondage today. Only unbridled topless nudity with messy black hair.

The student quickly held her hand and pulled her into the dorm room before shutting the door and locking it. She had been yanked into the room so fast that she almost did a ballerina twirl.

Aside from the cleanliness and neatness of the dorm, Professor Cohen was shocked to see the roommate there, a blonde girl, who was completely naked. The other student was laying on a bed, face down, with her butt pointed outward from the prone position, which exposed a cleanly shaven pussy. The student's hands and wrists were tied like a prisoner.

"Oh my god," the teacher gasped. "Farah, what's going on?"

Farah held the teacher's hand tighter. "Kinky games, do you like it? This is my roommate, Jennifer. We had toyed with the idea of doing something like this for a while. It was only a few minutes ago that we agreed to go this far."

Fooling around with a student was one thing, but two students? Together? The professor had never felt so torn in her life. She had also never felt so fucking aroused either. She looked at the bare pussy. A trickle of fluid dripped from it.

She saw that in addition to the bondage restraints, the student was also wearing a blindfold and was gagged with panties. Oh my fucking goodness. The teacher thought.

"Farah, what is this?" the teacher asked again. "Why does your roommate look like she's about to be roasted in the oven?"

The student held firm. "I've never eaten pussy before. Can we do it together? The three of us, sworn to secrecy."

An internal battle ensued as the professor stood dumbfounded by both students. A part of her wanted to run. Another part of her wanted to bury her face in between the blonde student's legs, or into the chest of Farah for those dark nipples.

Fortunately, she didn't have a chance to do much thinking. Farah guided her to the blonde girl with the pull of a hand. Together, they got on their knees, inches away from the blonde student's bright pink pussy, which seemed to have only gotten wetter.

"Can I watch you have a taste?" Farah asked with a shy demeanor. "I want to watch how you do it. I want to learn."

At this point, it was almost humorous to Professor Cohen that her student had assumed that she was some sort of pussy-eating pro. But at this point, what's the difference? She had already played with the student's breasts and yet another student was in front of her.

"And this will be a secret?" Professor Cohen had to ask, even though she knew the answer.

"Jennifer and I come from deeply religious backgrounds. We would be in ungodly trouble if anyone ever found out."

That was all the comfort the teacher needed, aside from the already locked door.

Leaning forward, Professor Cohen kept her eyes on the pink pussy. She stuck her tongue out and gave it a lick. A nice, long one. It was her first time tasting another woman's fluids and it tasted much like her own. Delicious.

She licked on each side of the labia and around the crotch where all the fluids had leaked. Each lick made the student shiver. When she plunged her tongue inside the pussy for the very first time, the student gasped with a panty-gagged mouth.

It was such an empowering feeling to do that to a student, whoever this was.

"God," Farah moaned, watching. "You are a true genius."

It filled Professor Cohen with such perverse pride knowing that these two beautiful students were getting so much sexual pleasure from this. She was the root cause, after all. And she kept on licking and sucking at the pink pussy to the amazement of both students.

While working her tongue, she felt Farah's soft fingers stroking her hair and then down to her neck. The fingers felt so good. It was two conflicting feelings at once; having her tongue in a student's pussy, and having another student play with her hair.

As her tongue slipped inside the wet, warm hole of the blonde student, tasting that flavorful fluid, Professor Cohen felt her blouse being unbuttoned by Farah. One by one, her buttons were undone. It wasn't long until her blouse was open and the student pulled her top away.

A hand reached back and unclipped Professor Cohen's bra and she nearly gasped when her bra was pulled away. Instead, she just kept on eating pussy as her C cups were now free and hanging. She sort of felt embarrassed, having her older breasts hanging out in comparison to the young students.

That was, until she felt Farah's fingertips tracing the underside of her round globes in the most sensual of ways.

"So beautiful," Farah said with a low voice. "Your boobs are better than I had dreamed about. And your nipples... they must be as sensitive as mine."

Professor Cohen felt an electric sensation when Farah pinched both of her big brown nipples. She could have said 'thank you' to the student, but a conversation about breasts wasn't something she wanted to have at the moment. She felt too embarrassed being topless with a mouthful of juices. Instead, she kept her face buried in between the blonde's pussy.

She heard Farah leaving, then returning.

As the professor kept licking the blonde, she felt a new sensation happen suddenly around her tits. Rope! Without needing to look, she felt Farah using a long rope to expertly tie circles around each of her big tits.

The bind was loose enough on each breast so that there wouldn't be any pain or major discomfort, but it was tight enough to leave an impression. The smooth rope was pulled and Professor Cohen's breasts were squeezed just a bit tighter, changing the shape of her tits and causing everything to protrude.

It was complete when Farah looped the rope around the teacher's body and around the back of her neck, tying it, so it was shaped like a bra.

While still licking the pussy, she couldn't bear to look down at her own breasts and see what happened to them. She was certain the shape was contorted and the flesh had possibly turned red as a result. And she knew that her nipples were fully erect.

It was a new sensation entirely and she felt Farah flicking and pinching at her nipples. This time, her nipples were far more sensitive. With an epiphany, she fully understood Farah's fetish for bound breasts. She understood the feeling it gave her nipples and she wanted more.

"Can I try?" Farah asked, stroking the teacher's hair again. "It looks like Jennifer is about to cum."

Professor Cohen pulled her mouth away and they both looked inside the pink, wet hole. Farah was right. It looked like Jennifer was only a few licks away from a big orgasm, the way that pussy was trembling and leaking.

"Go ahead and make Jennifer cum," the professor said, gulping down the leftover fluids in her mouth and licking her lips. "She's your roommate. You should do the honors."

Farah nodded shyly. "I'll use your impeccable technique."

This time, it was Farah who ate the pink pussy, while Professor Cohen watched the lesbian coupling. Her student was always a fast learner, licking and sucking hard. It was obvious that Farah was a natural at this and this was her deep desire. The professor felt proud.

While the student's mouth was buried in the pussy, the professor looked down at her own chest, seeing the contorted shape of her breasts for the first time. While listening to the angelic sounds of Farah having her first taste of pussy, Professor Cohen tweaked her own nipples, pinching and pulling them, learning the new sensations of her breast bondage.

"She's about to cum," Farah whispered in between licks, darting her tongue in and out.

Professor Cohen turned her attention back to the lesbian action.

"Use two fingers," the professor recommended. "Rub Jennifer's clitoris in circles and swirl your tongue inside. That should do the trick."

The good student did as she was told, using two fingers to rub the clitoris and plunging her tongue inside the pussy to swirl. Farah was a pussy eating dynamo and Jennifer reaped the benefits, screaming and crying into the panties stuffed into her mouth.

Professor Cohen watched in a dizzied state as Farah fingered and sucked even harder, and Jennifer's body shivered and shook. A muffled screaming noise filled the room along with the sound of a wet squishy noise from the tongue-job.

The blonde girl exploded and the liquid noise was unmistakable. Fluids dripped onto the bed and onto the floor. From the teacher's perspective, she could see that Farah's chin was turned into an absolute mess, but the student persisted in this oral duty.

After a few moments, the bound and gagged blonde student relaxed and went limp, collapsing on the bed. An orgasm like that must have been life changing for a student of that age.

"Well done," Professor Cohen said, proud of her student.

Farah turned to look at her, with a wet mouth, a messy chin, and fluids that dripped all over her small breasts.

"Will you kiss me?" Farah asked so innocently. "I want to share this taste with you."

"In all honesty, we shouldn't, but I can't resist."

The professor remained still while her student came over to her. Their breasts and the tips of their nipples touched and their lips met. It was a soft kiss at first. A wet one. Then it became a tongue kiss. Not only did they swap saliva from their tongues meshing, but neither of them lost sight of the fact that they were also swapping Jennifer's cum, too.

In that dorm room, they could hear a group of rowdy female students, laughing as they walked down the hall. From the sound of the outside conversations, they were from a gym class and they were talking about sports.

The professor wondered if any of those students were also secret lesbians.

Currently:

Her first day of wearing breast bondage while teaching was a success because no one noticed. Nothing suggested that a student was aware that she was braless underneath her blouse with hard nipples. Her blazer made sure that everything was covered.

Students left the lab and the professor stood by the window to see the late afternoon sun. The campus looked beautiful at that hour. She watched students heading home, or going back to their dorm.

When she heard the door to the laboratory close, she knew it was time. No one would close that door, except for her girls.

"What a long day," Professor Cohen sighed while unbuttoning her blouse, still looking through the window. "But at least I have two of my favorite students here with me."

She removed her blazer and tossed it to the table. With her blouse undone, she opened her top to finally set free her bound breasts. Her big tits had been aching in anticipation all day. Her large brown nipples begging for relief.

Turning to face the lab, she saw Farah and Jennifer waiting for her, dressed like proper University students. Although Farah had already taken this class (earning a much deserved A+ grade), this was Jennifer's first semester in a Chemistry course, after having a sudden desire to learn about science.

"I think we can offer you stress relief," Jennifer giggled.

Farah nodded. "It's always difficult to decide where to start first."

"Well, a simple kiss would be nice," Professor Cohen shrugged.

They all smiled, and they kissed each other as a trio, with all of their lips pressing and their tongues swapping together. It was the best kind of kiss because everyone got to indulge and everything was done equally. No one was left out.

Meanwhile, the professor felt fingertips roaming across her bound breasts. She felt the students admiring her exposed tits and touching her sore nipples.

When the kiss ended, Jennifer dropped down to her knees and put her face underneath the professor's skirt, finding her target. Jennifer had become a skilled pussy-eater in her own right, making the professor moan in no time.

Face to face, Professor Cohen locked eyes with Farah, the student who started it all. They gave each other one more kiss, before moving on to what their naughty fetish was.

Professor Cohen's eyes nearly rolled back when Farah bent down to suck on her hard nipples. The student sucked so hard that her cheeks looked caved in. It was a process that was repeated with each nipple. Back and forth. The breast bondage made the feeling of her nipples being sucked so much more deviant and pleasurable.

The culmination of two students working in unison to please her pussy and bound tits was almost too much to bear. And maybe it was. Maybe it was too much of a taboo for any normal woman to feel? But she earned it. This was hers.

Courtesy of her two beloved students, she came. And she came hard. Her cum came out like a faucet while her pussy and tits were being orally worshiped. Her long day had turned into a blissful dream.

When it was finished, the three of them stood in their close circle again as a trio. Once again, they shared a long three-way tongue kiss, swapping the professor's cum in their mouths and feeling the pressure from the professor's bound breasts.

The End

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