VooDoo

[Malvolio]

Professor Ben Marks was heading to campus to do some work. Ben was an English professor, specializing in creative writing. One of his responsibilities included mentoring undergrads, most of whom adored him. Ben was supportive and caring, but almost equally well known for his handsome good looks. He was tall with sandy blond hair and bore a slight resemblance to Owen Wilson.

Ben looked up at the sky through the dashboard of his silver Lexus as he came to a halt at a red light. It looked ready to pour cats and dogs. Fortunately he had his umbrella with him, although it was small and two of the appendages were broken. Looks like I'm going to be dodging rain drops, he thought to himself.

He continued on several more blocks, coming to a stop at another light. He glanced over at the street car stop and spotted a lone girl in a pink sun dress getting absolutely drenched by the steady downpour that was now falling from the sky. He frowned, feeling bad for the girl. She didn't have an umbrella and there was no shelter at the street car stop. The poor girl seemed to be standing there frozen, almost staring up at the sky.

Ben squinted, trying to make out her face. Was that Lucy, one of his mentees? Opening his window half way, he called to her. "Lucy? Hey, Lucy! It's Ben! I mean, Professor Marks. Do you need a ride someplace?"

 

[lusciously]

The rain started really coming down just as she was crossing the middle of campus. She ran to the streetcar stop, as best she could in her heels. As she came around the administration building, the wind gusted, catching her umbrella and snatching it out of her hand, so she could only watch as it spun away into the high branches of a tree. She knew she should go back to her dorm, and text Jeff. He would understand, with a storm like this, but she really wanted to see him. After missing him last night, and with the party tonight, this might be her only chance to be alone with him, and she knew she couldn't wait. She had been thinking about fucking him for so long now. It had to be today.

The water pressed the flimsy cotton dress against her so that her body was displayed perfectly, and it seemed to be shrinking. She looked down, and saw that her breasts were swollen up against the fabric, straining the buttons. It reminded her of her dream, and she wanted to make that dream come true. She would take Jeff in the bathroom and blow him at the restaurant.

Then there was a soft snap, and the first button popped off her dress. The second and third followed quickly, and her breasts were barely held in by the fabric. She was just about to turn and run back to her dorm when she saw a Lexus stop, the driver waving at her.

It was her writing professor, and she jumped into his car, laughing as she tried to keep her breasts from bouncing out of her dress. He stared at her, and she realized how silly she must look, with her dress clearly too small for her bust, and soaked besides. She let her breasts spill out, nipples stiff in the sultry air, and giggled. "Hi, Professor Marks."

 

[Malvolio]

Ben stared wide eyed, his mouth agape as Lucy climbed into his car and her enormous breasts spilled through her dress. His eyes were locked on her erect nipples and he nervously licked his lips before he spoke.

"Er, um, hello, Lucy. Can I, uh, give you a lift someplace? Maybe to nipple... I MEAN CAMPUS!" he stammered, turning beet red at his faux paus.

The car behind them blared its horn as the light was now green. Ben lifted his foot from the brake and began to drive. His eyes continued to shift between Lucy and the road. He couldn't help himself.

 

[lusciously]

Lucy looked down at herself, but she did not feel like herself. Her breasts were huge, and it was odd, but she didn't give it much thought. Her dress had no chance of containing or covering them, and below them, it was practically glued to her body. She was so horny, she felt almost like someone else. Someone who only had one thought in her mind, cock. The girl she had been liked sex well enough, but didn't think about cock so obsessively. There was enough of her own mind left that she knew there was no way she could meet Jeff like this. That meant she had to get cock from someone else. Fortunately, she had a pretty good idea where.

"Maybe you should pull over," she suggested, when the professor narrowly avoided rear-ending a Subaru. He had been glancing at the road occasionally, but most of his attention was on her breasts. She pointed to the road that led past the maintenance buildings. It was Saturday, so they would be all but deserted. Nobody would be walking around down there in this storm.

"Do you mind?" she asked as she leaned forward to turn on the heat. The windows began to fog up almost immediately as he came to a stop. It would be enough cover, she thought, as she leaned over and kissed him.

"Do you have any idea how many of your students have crushes on you?" she whispered, her hand squeezing his thigh, and then working its way up. That she had never been one of the students who had been attracted to him hardly seemed relevant. She met his shock with a sultry smile. "No one has to find out."

 

[Malvolio]

"Maybe you should pull over," Lucy suggested, a hungry, almost predatory look in her eye. Within his pants, Ben's cock twitched. He could have sworn she was staring at him like a piece of meat. He licked his lips nervously, mumbled in agreement and turned the car onto the service road near the maintenance buildings.

As he came to a stop, Lucy flipped on the heat and the windows fogged. She leaned into him, kissing his neck, cheek and lips.

"Do you have any idea how many of your students have crushes on you?"

Ben knew about the crushes, the nicknames, etc. He always dismissed these as the adolescent fantasies of young college girls, not far removed from high school. Besides, he had a career and a reputation to uphold. While flattering, he'd never taken any of them seriously.

Until now. Lucy was smoldering, wanton, lustful. Her hands skillfully explored his thigh, working their way to his rapidly stiffening manhood. She clearly wanted him and aimed to act on it. Thoughts of propriety and professionalism were quickly being banished from him mind by this vixen.

His shocked expression did little to ward her off. "No one has to find out," she cooed into his ear.

Ben swallowed hard, the last of his resistence evaporating. He leaned into her, kissing her lips gently as his hands undid the last of her buttons to give him free access to her breasts. He cupped them in his hands, squeezing gently at first, then more firmly.

He grasped her hips and pulled her closer. He licked at the tops of her breasts while one hand lightly pinched at one of her nipples. "Mmmm," he moaned. "You have amazing breasts, Lucy." Meeting her smoldering eyes, he grinned. "And incredible lips." He kissed her again, firmly, passionately.

He could feel her hands undoing his belt and pants. With a chuckle, he leaned back and she pulled his cock free. "And just what do you intend to do with THAT?" he teased her, a burning look of desire in his eye.