Futa's Wild Passion Ch. 12

I had a cock. I understood what it was like being hard.

I was so erect when I walked into my dream professor's class. Mrs. Greene... The busty MILF was up front wiping clean the dry-erase board, her fine rump clad in a tight, gray pencil skirt. She turned around, her breasts bouncing in the flowery top she wore. Long-sleeved and buttoned all the way to her neck, but it hugged those lush and bountiful breasts.

My pussy grew hotter. My cunt throbbed and ached. I wanted to make a move on her. To just do such wicked and naughty things to her. I would eat out her pussy. I would bury my face in between those titties and love them.

I would fuck her harder than her husband ever could.

She had just come back from maternity leave and was glowing. Her breasts had to be even bigger now than before. I wished I had paid more attention to them. They were just so ripe. I salivated to enjoy her fine body.

"Hi, Jenny," she said. "I don't know if I told you yet, but I think it's so brave that you're embracing who you are."

"Oh, thank you, Mrs. Greene," I said, taking a seat up front so I could ogle her to my heart's content. "I was so afraid everyone would think I was weird, but everyone's been so great."

"That's good," she said. "You're just such a brave girl. Or futa. I hope that's not offensive if I call you a girl."

"I am a girl," I said. "Just because I have a, uh, a penis doesn't make me any less of a girl."

"That's right." Mrs. Dorothy nodded.

She was so sexy.

The way she smiled at me...

Was that more than a professor being nice to a student? Did she have a wicked gleam in her eyes? Was there a naughty shake to her rump as she turned back to the dry erase board and wiped at it with the felt eraser, cleaning off the lesson on parts of speech from the last class.

Maybe it was all in my head, my fantasies run amok after the wild few days I had. I was on my fourth day as a futa. I had so much fun. Fucked my college's dean, my sister, my mother, three of my friends, and Pita's mother. Plus that kinky salesgirl who liked anal.

Maybe I had a professor that wanted to fuck me. Maybe she was part of that secret group of lesbian professors Dean Washington had implied were enjoying the female students. I hoped to be invited to one of their meetings soon.

I was throbbing all through the class. Every time Mrs. Greene asked a question, my hand was up. I was driven to show her I paid attention. To stand out. Every time she called on me and fixed those sparkling, blue eyes on me, my futa-cock throbbed. My pussy clenched.

"Well said, Jenny," she would praise. Or, "That's right, Jenny." She smiled every time, her short, black hair framing her mature and beautiful face.

Finally, the lesson drew to an end.

I forced myself to linger, pretending to be slow putting away my books. The other students were filing out far, far quicker than me. One girl, Melany, gave me a big smile. "You're so brave, Jenny. If you need anything, let me know."

"Sure," I said. "I'll hit you up."

"Friend me on Snapchat," she said, winking at me. Then she sauntered out.

That was something to do while I waited for the classroom to empty. I pulled out my phone and found her profile. We had a few friends in common. I sent her the friend request and then slipped my phone back into my purse.

I stood up and approached Mrs. Greene as the last student filed out. If I remembered correctly, my professor had a free period next. I had math, but I didn't mind missing some of it if it meant making a pass at my sexy professor.

"Mrs. Greene," I said, putting aching need in my voice. I bit my lower lip in a cute, coquettish way.

She turned around and smiled at me. "Is something wrong, Jenny?"

"Well," I said, "do you have a few minutes to talk?"

"I don't have another class for an hour," she said. "What's up?"

"Well, you said if I need anything..." I shuddered, my futa-cock so hard in my pink panties. "It's just... being a futa is so hard."

Mrs. Greene's blue eyes flicked down to my crotch. I had a noticeable tent there that the pleated skirt couldn't hide. "Er, I suppose it should be."

"Yeah, it's kind of obvious," I said, my cheeks blushing all on their own. I wanted to be so innocent right now. So in need of guidance.

"Oh, you meant literally," she said, her cheeks growing pink. "Not figuratively."

"Yeah," I said. "It's uncomfortable when I get like this. I don't know what to do. I've never had a"--I lowered my voice--"cock before." I looked around like I was scared of anyone catching on. "I don't know what to do about it."

She swallowed. "Well, I suppose you could sneak off to the bathroom and, well, masturbate. I know it's not strictly allowed, but..."

"You mean... jerk off?" I gasped in surprise. The tips of my ears burned. By pretending to be embarrassed, I was getting there for real. My stomach roiled. I hoped I hadn't read this wrong. I was putting myself out there. "Like a guy?"

"Well, yeah."

"I'm not a guy. I don't know how to do that, Mrs. Greene." I whimpered. "It's trapped in my panties. It's so uncomfortable. I just can't help how erect it gets. I see all these pretty girls, and it just swells."

"You just have to stroke it. You know, grab it and pump up and down."

"Could you... show me how, Mrs. Greene?"

She bit her lower lip now and it was her turn to look around. She let out this moan. Her right hand grabbed her left. She played with her wedding ring. That made my dick throb even harder. She was married, and yet I was seducing her.

This was so naughty.

"It has to be our little secret," she whispered as she grabbed my skirt and hauled it up.

"Thank you, Mrs. Greene," I gushed in delight. I threw my arms around her shoulders and gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek. I wanted her to think this wasn't truly sexual. If I pretended this was all innocent...

She unveiled my pink panties bulging in my hard cock. She swallowed, staring down at me. She looked around again and then the sexy professor tugged down on my feminine underwear. She groaned as she unveiled my cock. It popped out straight and hard.

"Oh, my," she gasped, her eyes widening. "Oh, my gosh, you're... You're rather well endowed."

"That's what the doctor's said," I whimpered. "But they didn't tell me what to do when it gets erect."

"Okay, I'll take care of you," she said and grasped me with her left hand.

I twitched and throbbed in her grasp. Her diamond ring flashed as she stroked her hand down my cock to my blonde bush. My virgin pussy clenched. Then she slid back up my shaft, reaching for the top of my cock. She brushed my spongy crown.

Pleasure shot down my dick. I whimpered and moaned as she fisted me. She stirred such bliss inside of me. My cunt clenched while this naughty and wicked heat rushed out of my snatch and through my body.

"Mrs. Greene," I whimpered in shocked delight.

"See," she said, pumping her hand up and down my girl-dick. The professor's grip felt amazing. Her wedding ring kept glinting as she stroked up to the spongy crown and then down to my fiery bush. "Just like that."

"But... but..." I swayed. "It just makes me feel good. How does that make my cock go soft?"

"You have to, eh, ejaculate," she said, her voice throaty. Her nipples poked hard at her blouse. She pumped faster. Harder. "You'll spurt out your, uh, semen."

"My cum?" I asked.

"Yes, yes, you're girl-cum," she moaned.

She fisted me faster. Her grip tightened. My precum lubed her stroking grasp. Her fingers felt so incredible wrapped around me. She massaged up to the tip and then slid down to my pussy lips. She brushed them through my pubic hair.

The bottom of her hand came away wet with my cream.

My sweet musk filled my nose along with a tangy scent. Faint, but her pussy's aroma bled through her skirt and panties. I shuddered, my breath quickening. My nipples throbbed against my bra. My cunt clenched from her wonderful grip.

She gave me such pleasure. She delivered such delight to me. It was amazing. I whimpered, my heart pounding in my chest. My pussy soaked my bush. The sweet aroma grew and grew as the pressure built and built at the tip of my cock.

"Oh, Mrs. Greene," I moaned, glancing at her breasts. They jiggled in her blouse. Her nipples hard and wet spots formed. Her milk was flowing. "Oh, Mrs. Greene, this feels incredible. I can't believe how great this is.

"I bet," moaned the professor. She shuddered and then licked her lips. "I think you know how to, uh, masturbate now."

"But not how to finish," I gasped. "Please, please, you can't stop, Mrs. Greene. Not when I feel this aching pressure inside of me."

"You just keep doing this until you cum," she panted. "Just keep stroking this beautiful, big girl-dick until you erupt all that futa-jizz." She let out a purring moan. "But... but... I have to do this!"

She fell to her knees before me. She seized my cock with both her hands now, pumping up and down me fast and hard. Her mouth opened wide. Her wet lips stretched over the crown of my cock. She sucked on me.

"Holy shit!" I gasped as she nursed on my cock while both her hands stroked up and down my shaft. "Mrs. Greene!"

She whimpered around me. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked with a desperate, wild hunger. My cunt clenched. The heat swelled through me. It was incredible. I swayed, my heart pounding in my chest. Pussy juices soaked my bush. My ovaries grew tighter. They brimmed with cum.

Her lips sealed tight about my shaft, creating such an incredible suction. The pressure reached down my cock to my pussy. To my ovaries. My nipples throbbed in my bra. I threw back my head and cried out in rapture.

"Mrs. Greene!"

I flooded her mouth.

My hot cum pumped into her again and again. The jizz flew out of my girl-dick and splashed into her married mouth. She moaned, swallowing me hard and fast. Such mighty gulps. I groaned as I spurted. My pussy convulsed.

The pleasure surged through me. Stars slammed into my mind. I felt dizzy from the bliss rushing through my body. I groaned, waves of euphoria washing out of my writhing twat. My virgin flesh loved this while my cock pumped all my jizz into her mouth.

"Oh, Mrs. Greene, you're incredible," I moaned as she stared up at me, her short, black hair swaying about her flushed face. Her blue eyes met mine. "Drink it all down. Ooh, you love my futa-cum."

She sucked hard. A spasm ran through my cock. She whimpered and then she pulled her mouth from my cock with a wet plop. She panted, drool and cum running down her chin. She stared up at me with this wild hunger in her eyes.

Then she popped up to her feet and kissed me hard, her lips salty with my jizz. I groaned as she backed me up a few steps. I hit a desk and sat down on it. Her tongue thrust deep into my mouth. She swirled it around in me and danced hers with my tongue as I shuddered, my pussy on fire.

My hands darted up to her heavy breasts. I squeezed her through her blouse and the thick padding of her bra. I felt the wet spot of her milk bleeding through as I massaged across her nubs. She groaned, kissing me hard.

Then she broke it and gasped, "Oh, my god, I'm so sorry, Jenny."

"For what?" I moaned, squeezing her tits through her blouse. "Oh, my god, do you know how much I want to fuck you, Mrs. Greene!"

Her eyes widened. Then this wicked smile spread on her. "Why you little, coed minx. You seduced me?"

I winked at her. "You're just so hot and sexy and I love your big boobs and MILFs are hot." I liked all women. Girls were hot, too. But mature women--mothers--made my dick throb so hard. "I want to suck on your titties. Taste your milk. You must be full."

"What?" She glanced down. "Shoot, I soaked through my nursing bra?" This wild look entered her eyes. The married woman attacked the buttons of her blouse as she darted down and kissed me again. Her tongue plunged into my mouth.

I whimpered and kissed her back with such passion. The desk creaked beneath me. My futa-dick throbbed, thrusting out hard before me. I wanted to be in her, but I also hungered to enjoy those lush breasts.

She moved as we kissed, unbuttoning her blouse. I couldn't see what she was doing because I was too busy enjoying every last moment of her hot lips on mine. The way she swirled her tongue around inside my mouth. I groaned and whimpered. I loved every moment of it. She kissed me hard.

Her tongue buried into my mouth. It was incredible to experience. A wicked delight surged through me. My heart pounded in my chest. My tongue fluttered through her mouth. She whimpered and then she broke the kiss.

She stood back, her tits heaving in a white bra that had thick padding over her nipples. Padding soaked with her milk and appeared to be just flaps. She grabbed them both and ripped them away. Velcro tore, and then her fat, dark-red nipples came into view coated in the glossy white of her milk.

This sweet aroma filled my nose, different from my pussy juices. It had a faint tinge of melon, like honeydew or cantaloupe. My mouth hungered as she smiled at me. She hiked up her skirt and then mounted the desk.

Her large tits dangled before me. "I was going to pump during my break, but... I have you, don't I?"

"Uh-huh," I moaned, staring at her big, lush breasts. "Oh, wow, that's hot."

I darted in and suckled hard on her nipple. Her milk squirted in to my mouth, splashing against the roof. The warm liquid swirled around my tongue, setting off my taste buds. So much sweeter than cow's milk. Better. I loved it. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked as hard as I could.

My hands stroked her sides while I happily suckled at her nub. Her milk squirted in again and again. She filled me to the hilt. I groaned, this wild passion rippled down to my cock. My dick twitched and throbbed, my pussy growing hotter and hotter.

"Mmm, yes, yes, aren't you a hungry futa," she moaned. "Just drinking all my mommy-milk. You're making my pussy so hot."

She stroked my hair as she stared down at me, her blue eyes on fire.

"Every time you suckle, it makes my pussy clench," she continued. "I wondered why I noticed you looking different on Monday, then I heard you were a futa. That night, when my husband fucked me, I couldn't help but think about you. I knew it was wrong, but it made me cum."

I shuddered and couldn't stop suckling.

"I tried to be a good professor. I did. And then you came up to me, all cute and innocent and in need of help. I couldn't resist. Not when you needed me to show you how to do such naughty things." Her hand shot down. "This is the best way to take care of a hardon."

Her skirt rode higher as she guided my hand beneath it. She sank down and I felt her silky bush. She'd taken off her panties while we'd kissed. How utterly kinky of her. Her married passion drenched the top of my cock.

With a moan, she impaled her pussy down my cock. I gasped as her cunt surrounded my clit-dick. I whimpered as so much of her flesh surrounded me. Her hot twat squeezed around my cock, massaging me. I squealed around her nipple.

More of her milk flooded my mouth.

I gulped down her delicious breast milk as her pussy bottomed out on my futa-dick. Her married twat took every inch of me. I groaned, reveling enjoying in my second hot wife. Another naughty MILF loving my futa-dick.

Her milk kept squirting as she wiggled her hips, moaning out her delight. Then she rose up me. Her pussy clung to my cock. The desk groaned beneath us, creaking as the naughty professor rode my throbbing girl-dick.

"Oh, yes, yes, I'm such a bad, bad teacher!" she moaned. "Ooh, but you're a futa! And you're huge. I didn't know a cock could stretch me out so much!"

Her boobs jiggled as she rode me. Her nipple shifted in my hungry mouth. I suckled with hunger on her. I gulped down the milk squirting out of her nub. I reveled in the sweet, hot treat and the melony aftertaste. The creamy treat flowed down to my belly.

My pussy drank in the heat.

My cock throbbed in her married cunt. She worked that wonderful snatch up and down my dick. I suckled hard on her nub. Her milk spurted into my mouth, but not as hard. When I suckled again, only a little bit came out.

I popped my mouth off and moaned, "You're dry!"

"Good thing I have another!" she moaned, shifting.

I turned my head and latched onto her large, heaving tit with hunger. The flap of the nursing bra nuzzled into my cheek. I latched on to the dark-red nipple and suckled. More of that wonderful milk flooded my mouth. I moaned in delight, my cunt clenching from the thrill as much as the pleasure of her tight twat riding my futa-dick.

I grabbed her ass. I squeezed her tight as she worked that pussy up and down my dick. She swiveled her hips from side to side. She stirred herself around me. That wonderful bliss flowed through my body.

I groaned, suckling with such hunger on her. She moaned, sliding her cunt up and down my futa-cock faster and faster. The pressure rose to the aching tip caressed by her hot flesh. My ovaries brimmed with cum.

"Oh, my god, I'm going to cum on this big dick!" moaned Mrs. Greene. "Ooh, yes, yes! I want that! I want to feel a futa cum in my twat! Do it! Flood me when I cum on you!"

I suckled hard on her nipple while staring up into her wild, blue eyes. Her milk squirted into my mouth. My fingers dug into her rump through her skirt. I gripped her as she slammed her cunt down my cock.

Came.

Her pussy writhed around my girl-dick. That hot flesh massaged me. I gulped down another mouthful of her milk as the pleasure surged up to the tip of my girl-dick. My ovaries twitched. My pussy clenched. I hovered on the edge.

"Cum in me!" the married MILF moaned as I drank down her yummy milk.

My futa-cock throbbed in her cunt. My body shuddered. I erupted. My futa-cum fired into her twat. Spurt after spurt of my cum flooded her snatch. My pussy convulsed. Blasts for rapture and surges of ecstasy swept through my body.

Stars burst across my vision.

I suckled at her nipple as my orgasm shuddered through my body. My girl-cum flooded my professor's married twat. Her pussy convulsed around my cock, massaging my spurting dick with her silky flesh.

I ripped my mouth from my professor's nub and howled, "Mrs. Greene, yes!"

"Oh, Jenny! I'm such a bad, bad teacher!" she gasped, her cunt milking me dry.

My pleasure hit that shuddering pinnacle. I trembled there, and then I collapsed into panting bliss. My breasts rose and fell. I licked my lips, feeling dazed from the pleasure that had coursed through my veins.

"Oh, Mrs. Greene," I whimpered. "Oh, damn, that was good. Mmm, thanks."

"It was amazing," she told me, her pussy still rippling around my girl-dick. "Oh, god, I want to do it again."

"We will," I panted. "I should probably get to my class."

"Right, I can't help you be a delinquent," she said and giggled. "Then I would be a really bad teacher."

I winked at her.

I felt amazing as I left behind Mrs. Greene's class with my note on why I was late to my math class. I felt like a million, billion bucks. I had fucked my busty professor and drank her breast milk and enjoyed her married pussy.

I felt so wicked. A wild and naughty futa striding through the college like I owned the place. My heart thundered in my chest. My fiery hair danced about my face and my pleated skirts swished and swayed about my thighs.

I turned the corner when my phone beeped with a message. I pulled it out and smiled. There were several Snapchats from Melany. She had ducked into the restroom, apparently, while on her way to the next class and pulled up her blouse and bra, showing off her round tits.

I took a selfie while holding up my skirt, my futa-cock bulging my pink panties. I sent it to her then I saw a text message. From my mom.

I stopped dead in my tracks. My mom only texted when things were important, and she never did while I was in classes. She didn't want to distract me. My excitement vanished as I opened it up and read what it said.