Stacy Settles In

It is one of those late summer days when you can tell fall is coming. The morning starts out cool and crisp and the temperature rises all day. It will be sweltering by mid-day, but now, in the morning light, the air has a slight chill to it.

Nurse Debbie enters the administration building. She is older than the average person walking these halls, but make no mistake -- any male, young or old, that sees her reacts in the same way, by pitching a tent in his pants. She is the definition of a ten; a beautiful face, pale skin, dark hair and a voluptuous figure. Her curly black hair flows over her shoulders and back. She is wearing her usual nurse's uniform, although it would not be considered "usual" for very many nurses. Her tight white blouse is bulging open in the front with the top two buttons undone. Her double D tits are on full display, drawing the eye with a bright red, lacy bra that is just barely containing her chest, but also playfully visible above the matching, large, red plus sewn to the front of the blouse. She is wearing a short white skirt that shows off her long, stocking-covered legs. As she walks, the skirt rides up very slightly, but enough to show the tops of the stockings, attached to her garter belt.

Its enough to make anyone picture her naked, although the outfit in general leaves little to the imagination...

Debbie adjusts her black-framed glasses over her sharp, blue eyes to read the directory. Today, she is here to see the university's dean, Dave. She spots his name and notes the location of his office, then heads for the elevator as her red heels echo on the floor.

The building is virtually empty at this hour, which is exactly why she has arrived so early. Debbie plans on meeting with Dean Dave and garnering his undivided attention. The university recently changed their insurance companies. Nurse Debbie has heard about this through her industry contacts. She found out that the new company requires all university faculty, staff, and any students employed or under scholarship would have to undergo a rigorous screening to be eligible for coverage. The interesting part for her is that all males covered would be required to have a semen sample collected. Debbie knows that this is a huge opportunity and would like Dean Dave to award her the collection contract. It would be very lucrative to open her own small clinic near the university and Debbie knows she can be very persuasive to men that have things she wants...

The elevator door opens. Debbie steps out to see Dean Dave opening the door to his office. He is just arriving and he turns when the elevator dings, surprised anyone else is here so early. When Debbie steps out, he drops the keys (and his jaw).

Debbie smiles brightly. Seeing Dave's expression, she thinks, "This is just too easy..."

She strides over toward him. "Dean Dave?"

The dean kneels, picking up his keys. When he turns to look at her, she is almost right next to him. Dave looks over at her sexy, long legs. He can see where the stockings end: her bare inner thighs are soft and milky. Dave is so close, he catches a faint whiff of the familiar female scent.

He turns to look up at her. "Ah... ahem... Yes, I am the dean." He rises, extending his hand. "And you are?"

"Dean, I'm Nurse Debbie." She leans forward, bending at the waist as her hand meets his. Debbie knows full well that at Dave's height, he can see right down her blouse. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

The dean's eyes drop to her chest. He smiles, firmly pumping her hand two times. The soft skin of her huge mounds jiggles pleasantly.

"The pleasure is all mine, Debbie. And please..." his gaze meets hers, "call me Dave."

Debbie nods politely. "Dave, do you have a minute?"

Dave watches her shiny lips move. She has prominent lips compared to rest of her face. Her bright red lipstick matches the red plus, the heels, and the hint of the bra he can see. He opens the door and holds it for her.

"Come on in, my first appointment isn't for a few hours." The dean smiles.

Debbie walks past him and her hand brushes against the front of his pants casually. His smile wasn't the only thing growing as he watched her walk into his office. As the dean of a prestigious university, he had seen his share of gorgeous co-eds. He had fucked some of the better looking ones and was now deeply appreciating the full round ass of the older MILF type entering his office. She seemed very sure of herself, a quality lacking in his usual younger targets.

He steps in, swinging the door closed behind him. "Are you a nurse here at the school, Debbie?"

Dave walks past her to his desk and gestures to the chair for her to sit. She does.

"Actually, I work for your colleague, Dr. Long. But I have been considering other employment options, which is why I came to see you this morning."

The dean sits, looking across his desk at her.

Debbie continues. "As you are aware, the university has switched to a new insurance carrier this semester." She shifts in her chair. The cushion makes a squishing sound.

The chairs in his office were selected by the dean himself. He picked these out because they were uncomfortable and would encourage his visitors to either stand or kneel.

"Yes, that's correct." Dave folds his hands over his desk. "I guess these big contracts draw considerable attention."

Debbie nods, standing. "The new carrier requires extensive screening of its incoming patients. Specifically, all of the males with coverage must provide a semen sample." She crosses the room and steps behind the dean's desk.

Dave rotates in his chair as she circles, never letting her leave his gaze.

"It just so happens that I have set myself up as an intermediary between the insurance company and the university." Debbie leans forward, placing her hands on Dave's thighs. "The only part still undecided is who the university will award the contract to."

The dean maintains a stern demeanor. He stares down her blouse again, breathing in her scent. Smelling her causes his partial erection to spring into a noticeable point in his lap. Debbie looks down, noticing the shift. She smiles, knowing her ploy is working and her eyes return to his face.

Dave is still staring down her blouse shamelessly. "Well, you have brought up an interesting point. It would be a conflict of interest to award the contract to my colleague, Dr. Long, but if you were offering an unaffiliated contractor, that's quite a different scenario." He reaches up, mesmerized by the huge jugs dangling before him. His broad palms find the generous curve of her tits and Dave squeezes them roughly. "I can assume you would grant me personal access to your facilities in the event of an award?"

Debbie sighs as he gropes her. She always gets extremely turned on when she inspires appreciation from men. This one obviously is overcome by her assets.

"Of course, Dave. It goes without saying that I'd expect a thorough probing." She uses her slender fingers to find his zipper fly, then opens it casually. Once the zipper is open, Dave's raging cock pushes out, still covered by his straining boxers. A dark wet spot is showing at the tip.

Debbie gasps playfully. "Dean, it appears that you have a chronic case of morning wood!"

He nods and finally looks her in the eye. "Yes, nurse, and I'm afraid my affliction has reached the advanced stages."

She straightens her back, standing. "I'm sure I can provide you with treatment. Would you like to see two of my best remedies?"

Without waiting for an answer, she pops open the last few buttons on her blouse. Her tits shift out as the thin blouse drops to the floor. Debbie reaches behind and unclasps her bra.

The dean is practically drooling.

Nurse Debbie shrugs her shoulders. The loops slide off and the cups fall. Her bare breasts burst free. They are heavy, but have no sag to them. She places her hands on her hips, smiling for him as he admires her large, round boobs. Her fat, pink nipples tilt slightly up from the broad curves as her tits jut out from her body like a shelf.

Dave swallows hard. "Well, nurse, they are very impressive, but I'm afraid they have worsened my condition for the time being."

Looking down, Debbie notices that the dean's cock has poked further through his open fly. The wet spot at the tip of his boxers has spread considerably.

"My, my, this just won't do..." she chides.

Debbie drops to her knees and puts her hands on either side of his straining boxers. She pulls gently, which allows the dean's stiff cock head to pop free of the fabric.

He sighs. "What a relief! I thought I was going to poke through."

About 7 inches of Dave's thick shaft protrudes from his fly, curving slightly and topped by his fat maroon head. A thin stream of clear precum runs down from his cum hole. Dean Dave has an impressive dick and Debbie notes this with appreciation. She knows there must be two or three more inches concealed in his pants.

She stares at his prick while kneeling in front of him. "Dave, you are at a critical stage," she says gravely.

Sitting up, her hand reaches across his lap and grips his rock-hard shaft. Debbie squeezes. More precum oozes out, slides down his length, and flowing over her fingers. "I'm going to have to act fast..."

"Please, nurse," he gathers her soft hair in one hand, watching. "I need your help."

She looks past his fleshy pole to the dean's face. He is focused on her mouth. Debbie leans forward, tilting his throbbing head toward her face as she parts her lips.

Dean Dave watches Debbie's rose-colored lips part. His serious expression is broken when she takes his cock in her mouth. He can't help but sigh and he smiles wide. Holding her hair up, he watches her mouth stretch around him. Her tongue is warm and wet on his hard prick. Her thick lips inch down until her nose pushes through his open fly. The dean moans softly.

Although Debbie is a skilled cocksucker, she struggles slightly with his size. She wants to make a good impression, so she doesn't hesitate to deepthroat his member. Debbie plunges down, feeling it poke firmly into her throat. Her hands move to cup her bare tits and her eyes rise. She peers at the dean over her glasses.

"Mmm. Yes, that's quite good, nurse." He feels the ridges of her throat on his swollen head. The sensation triggers him to flex his cock, driving deeper. "Ahhh..."

She feels his shaft expand. His cock is strong and she fights hard not to gag. Tweaking her own stiff nipples, Debbie knows her bare pussy must be a slick mess inside her tight skirt. She lets her saliva ooze out and begins to slide up, coating his veiny shaft with spit.

Debbie sits up, still cupping her soft double Ds. "I will now apply my tried and true remedies." She smiles and leans forward. Her ample breasts cover his hard, wet erection. She scoops his cock into her cleavage, positioning herself between his knees.

His hands grip her shoulders. Debbie, a stunning MILF, is kneeling between his legs with her tits in his lap. Dave's large head is poking out from the top of her deep, soft cleavage. It still shines from her generous coating of spit. Her lips are also shiny and red as she smiles at him with a glint in her eye.

"Now, Dean Dave, you will feel a soft warmth surrounding your big cock." She begins to move up and down, stroking him with her tits. "Do you feel it?"

The dean nods, speechless.

"Good, that means its working..." Debbie expertly moves her upper torso, bouncing her huge globes in his lap. She begins titfucking him steadily.

"Mmm, yes, that's nice." He reaches down and tweaks her bubble gum nipple. It responds by stiffening in his fingers.

"That's good sir," she maintains eye contact, bouncing. "You're doing great..."

He pinches both her nipples, stretching her round tits as she works his cock.

She presses the sides of her breasts together. His wet cock slides easily against her soft, wet skin. "I want to make sure there is no friction..." Without breaking her stroke, she tilts her head down and lets her mouth hang open. As the dean's dick pistons up, it penetrates her lips. When she slides his head out, it pulls more saliva out.

"Oh god..." The dean's eyes roll back in his head.

She tilts her head back up. "You just let me know if it gets even a tiny bit rough, ok? I'll keep it wet."

Dave watches her fat lips and the strand of saliva that still hangs between his engorged cock head and her mouth. "Ok, nurse..."

Debbie works his cock, up and down, up and down. She gauges his pleasure by the look on his face. "You just relax. I'll take care of this dick for you."

"Ooops, I think it needs more spit..." he looks down at her hopefully.

She smiles and again tilts her head, this time holding it there for a few strokes.

"Ahh-," the dean sighs, watching her huge tits move his dick head in and out of her waiting mouth.

Up and down; Debbie keeps bouncing. She notices his cock tastes considerably muskier now. She is tasting a fresh surge of precum. Her eyes rise as the head of his rod slips from her lips.

Dean Dave's arms fall limp at his sides. "Mmm... yea..."

Debbie sits up and moves her hands to the tops of her tits. Using her forearms, she presses even more flesh around his pole. His cock is almost completely engulfed with the tippy top of his head visible. With effort, her pace quickens.

"Mmm, there you go, Dave..." She smiles, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Very good..."

"Nurse Debbie, I am ready to award you the insurance contract." Dave states. His hungry eyes blaze intently at her.

Her whole body is working him now, up and down, up and down. "Oh, that's great news, dean!"

"Uhh... uhhhh..." He moans.

She keeps pace. The dean's cock plunges in and out between her pale breasts.

"I'm so happy you are feeling-"

Suddenly, a wide spray jets out of Dave's tip, cutting off Debbie in mid-sentence. It is thin and clear, his last bit of precum, but it flies out wildly, coating the surface of Debbie's glasses.

"-better." She blinks, still titfucking him.

"UUHHH!"

The first burst of thick cum shoots up into the air. It flies high above Debbie, then down, landing on the top of her head and in her bangs.

"Ooooh..." she coos, pumping him up and down.

"UUUHHHH!"

Dave spurts again. The long strand lands on her forehead, trailing down her glasses.

"Yes!" Debbie keeps pressure on his surging cock.

"Uuhh!"

Another jet shoots out, thick and heavy. It lands wetly across Debbie's fat, red lips. This strand looks starkly white compared to her painted mouth.

She continues pumping.

"Uhhh... uhhh... uhhhhh..." Several more hot pulses ooze from his head, pooling in her cleavage. Debbie slows now.

Dave watches her as she slows, then stops. His thick cum sits against her chest in clumps and wet puddles. She is wearing three of his strands of semen on her head and face.

"Ah hahaha! Oh wow, good job, dean!"

He chuckles, watching the long string dangling from her mouth break as she moves her lips.

"Whew... Yes, Debbie, I needed that, thank you." Dean Dave rises, pulling his softening, cum covered dick from her cleavage.

"Here..." Debbie lets go of her tits and lifts his turgid cock. She dips it into her lips, slurping it loudly.

"Mmm, thank you." He watches her expert mouth clean him.

She leans back, releasing his dick with a POP!

"Did that cure your ailment?" Debbie asks from her knees.

"Yes, for the time being..." He smiles down at her. "Lets get you cleaned up. I can tell my dick is getting hard again and I'd like to try out your pussy before my 8:30."

Debbie smirks up at him.

"Don't worry, nurse, you have your contract..."

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Meanwhile, young Stacy is sweating it out in the gym. Volleyball practice has begun and Stacy, along with her other teammates are in the large university gym.

Most of the girls are tall and lean with their hair in pony tails and their bodies on full display in the tight uniforms. Stacy wears pads on her knees, but her shapely thighs are uncovered by the skimpy shorts. Her sweat-soaked top clings to the skin of her chest.

The large female coach barks out orders and instructions. The burly coach's voice echoes around the large room, mixing with sounds from other group's activities.

There is a pick-up basketball game going on in the court adjacent to volleyball practice. When Stacy rotates to the back position, she notices several of the players becoming distracted by the women of the volleyball team. Stacy then notices a familiar face ogling one of the bent over girls. It is her English Lit teacher, Dr. Barry. He looks very athletic in the sleeveless shirt and there is an impressive outline dangling from his loose shorts.

He notices her finally and she gives him a small wave. Knowing that he is now looking her way, she pretends to tie her shoe, bending at the waist with her knees straight. He can probably make out the folds of her little pussy in the tight, wet shorts.

Suddenly, she is caught off guard by a yelp of pain. Stacy turns to see Dr. Barry on the ground, clenching his right hand. She didn't see what happened, but feels a twinge of guilt. Several of the guys playing basketball crowd around him.

"Orel! Get with it!" The coach bellows at her. "You can watch the injury report on TV later, LETS GO!"

Stacy snaps into action and hustles her way through the rest of practice. Afterwards, she and the other girls hit the locker room. Stacy undresses and steps into the showers among her lithe, nubile teammates. The warm water feels so good on her exhausted body. She knows she has an appointment with the dean at 8:30 and wants to make sure she is fresh and clean.

The other girls finish showering and slowly taper off until she is alone in the steamy warmth. Stacy can't help but touch herself, thinking of the dean's hot cum flooding her mouth. As she is just about to come, an image flashes in her mind. It was Dr. Barry, standing there, smiling at her in that goofy way. She also has an image of his swinging cock in his loose shorts...

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Michelle sits in the outer area of the dean's office, trying to distract herself with a game of Minesweeper. It wasn't working.

On the other side of a thin frosted glass partition, the dean was still "trying out" Nurse Debbie's pussy. Dave had been mercilessly fucking her for the past 20 minutes or more. Michelle wasn't sure because she had only been in the office for 20 minutes and since she arrived, they had been going at it. To her disappointment, she had not yet been called in to join. It sounded like they were having lots of fun...

One thing Dean Dave had been very specific about when Michelle was hired as his assistant: she was not to enter Dave's inner office unless specifically summoned by him. He stressed to her that under no circumstances was she to enter unannounced.

So, here she sat, listening to Dave having sex with some woman. Michelle had not seen them come in, and as such, had no idea who was on the receiving end of the dean's long, fat prick. It sounded as if the woman was closing in on another orgasm; the third Michelle had sat through.

She huffs, closing the game and opening a social media website. Maybe this would distract her.

Five minutes later, at 8:25am, there is a sharp knock on the outer door.

"Come in!" Michelle calls.

Stacy steps through the door, fresh from the gym. Her long blonde hair is up on top of her head in a makeshift bun, stabbed through with a pencil. She is wearing a stretchy black and white striped dress that is very tight on her trim body. Michelle notices the ridges in the fabric where her panties are, but doesn't see any for her bra. Sure enough, when Stacy turns to face her, Michelle can clearly see her nipples poking against the fabric.

"Hi, Michelle - I'm here for my 8:30 appointment with the dean. I finally figured out which time zone I'm in --sigh-- but I think I'm still early." She smiles and closes the door.