Family Secrets: Part 18: Operation: HMCPS
Part 18: Operation: HMCPS
After taking her shower and spritzing her entire body with her fav perfume, Pink by Pink, Gabriella put on her fav pink pajama set made of silk and lace. The camisole top had thin shoulder straps and a sheer lace bust. The shorts were all lace, sheer, and left her (curvy round) bottoms exposed.
Taking a few minutes (just two) to adjust the straps and make sure her ample bosom is not spilling out the sides, Gabriella smiles into the mirror above the sink before walking into her dorm room.
“What’s that??!?” she points in the direction of her roommate lying on the narrow bed they share most nights. Okay, all nights, meow.
Kylie flashes a wicked smile, “You know what it is,” she calmly responds as her righthand leisurely strokes the item in question.
Gabriella takes a few steps closer, “I know what it is, I’m just wondering if you’re really Hermaphroditus, or are my eyes deceiving me??”
Still stroking the object between her legs, Kylie responds, “You should check your eyesight, Brie, I’m really Aphrodite.”
Brie moves closer, “You need to review your Greek mythology Kai, wearing that strapon makes you a combo meal.”
“Stop bringing food into every discussion we have,” both girls laugh, “and get your booty on the bed and start sucking it, sub!”
“Yes, Mistress!” Brie quickly reverts to her submissive role she truly enjoys and climbs up on their (slightly) creaky bed.
Kylie admires Brie’s enthusiasm and stops stroking the silicone penis to cup her firm breasts.
Brie kneels between her girlfriend’s legs and goes down on her toy. Her wide tongue lively moves along the long, lubricated shaft tasing coconut oil. After a few more licks for good measure, she attempts a deep throat to please her mistress, but gags.
When her coughing stops, she asks, “Where did you get this, Mistress?”
“Amazon Prime, one-day shipping!” Kylie laughs.
Brie joins her laughter before showing off her oral skills some more. And more.
Kylie pinches her own nipples before reaching down to grab a handful of peachy ginger hair and holding it so she can watch her roommate, her sexy chubby sub suck on the big dildo. Brie bobs up and down like a sprinter running a 100-meter race.
Then Kylie sits up and leans forward to smell her girlfriend before lying back down, “You smell like… apple and…”
Brie stops sucking to inform her mistress, “Actually, it’s red apple with hints of jasmine and cedar… Mistress.”
“Oh, it’s that Pink perfume you like to wear when we go out.”
Brie makes a sound that affirms her lover’s guess is correct.
Kylie lets Brie’s light red hair fall down and her hands return to her breasts, squeezing them, before moving over Brie’s body.
“This pajama set is cute. Silk, like my dark hair. And pink… like my pussy.”
Brie listens to her mistress. The words make the excitement intensify between her legs.
And Kai knows her sub worships her body, every inch, and especially what she has between her legs. But tonight, she wants to fuck her sub with this new toy.
“Your oral skills are exceptional for a heteroflexible girl. Now show me how you ride a cock, sub.”
Brie quickly raises her head with a smile and moves her body over the sloppy toy, placing her legs against Kylie’s hips.
“Take off those bottoms, I want to see your shaved kitty penetrated by my big cock.”
Brie obeys her mistress and stands up, then turns around and slowly pulls the pink sheer lace pajama bottoms down, bending over to complete the task, giving her mistress an eyeful. Of her butt. And. Shaved. Vulva.
Kylie swings an arm and her hand connects.
SLAP!!!
“I’ve seen your big bubble butt many times, now turn around and slide down my pole!”
Brie almost trips over her roommate’s legs as she turns to face her mistress and squat over the new toy. Her lefthand steadies it as she lines up the oily tip against her shaved kitty. Then she licks her righthand and rubs her pussy, getting it ready.
“Hurry up, sub!”
“Yes, Mistress!” Brie follows the urgent command given by her mistress and squats lower on the bed till the phallic toy penetrates her wet opening.
They both gasp at the erotic site of her pink labia swallowing the slippery silicone shaft.
Down Brie goes.
And…
Up goes the toy.
Up into her tight coed pussy.
Then she begins to bounce. Slowly. And. Surely. With purpose, you might say.
Kylie enjoys the sight of her roommate taking pleasure in the sex toy.
No words are spoken for the next 8 minutes (or more) and only the soft creaking of the bed would be the only sound heard by any dorm resident standing out in the hallway near their door. (And probably all the way down at the end of the hallway too, meow.)
“Are you wet?”
“I’m sooo fucking wet, Mistress.”
“Touch yourself.”
Brie reaches down with her righthand and presses her index and middle fingers on her clit, moving them around and around. Around and around. Finding a rhythm that stimulates her sensitive area.
Kylie helps by holding her sub’s hips and supporting them as Brie rises and falls, up and down, on the big sex toy.
Brie closes her eyes and begins to vocalize her excitement, “Ahhh… ahhhh… ahhhhhh!!”
“Bounce faster.”
Brie does.
The bed squeaks louder.
Kylie’s hands slip the shoulder straps off exposing her girlfriend’s beautiful bouncing babies.
“Look at yourself.”
Brie looks down at her hand rubbing her clit. At the large phallic toy rubbing her inner pink. Her brain tries to process the increasing amount of incoming sensory inputs. It can’t. It fails. Or rather, it succeeds. Brie enters the zone of euphoria. And. Meows. Loudly.
“If you can’t control your vocal cords stuff your mouth with one of your tits!”
Using her free hand, Brie cups one of her round melons and lifts it up into her open mouth. Her lips make a tight seal as she sucks in and breathes out of her nose.
Kylie is amazed at this hyperenergetic display of nonstop motion. If there were an Olympic event for dildo riding, Brie would definitely win a gold medal.
Then she leans forward and with perfect timing, grabs the one breast still swinging freely and sucks on the large round pink nipple.
Brie lets herself go. Up. Through. The. Ceiling. And. Into. The. Night. Sky.
Seconds later, she is huffing and puffing next to Kylie.
They embrace. And kiss.
“That was as good as riding your brother. Well, almost as good.”
Kylie rolls her eyes, “I don’t want to hear it,” and nudges her nose against her roommate’s.
They close their eyes and let their passion cool down.
“For some reason, I really want to smoke right now.”
“Weed?” Brie asks.
“Yeah, like a huge joint,” Kylie giggles.
“Let me roll one!” and Brie hops out of their bed and skips over to her wooden box, opening the lid with the ying/yang symbol and, “Crap! I’m all out!!!”
“Brie!!! How many times have I told you to keep your stash stocked!”
“You don’t even smoke marijuana!” Brie counters.
They both laugh.
Then Brie turns to face her girlfriend with her own wicked smile.
“What are you holding behind your back?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” Brie giggles as she slowly walks toward their bed.
“Brie…”
“Yes?”
“Your pretty camisole top fell off your shoulders.”
“Oh!” and Brie quickly pulls each spaghetti strap up over her shoulders, revealing what she was hiding.
“Ah hah! You want me to let you use your naughty toy!” Kylie sneers.
“Yes, Mistress,” Brie softly answers.
“Then get your plump little body over here!” Kylie states with authority.
Brie obeys, like a good sub, and climbs onto the bed giving her mistress the item.
It is her Lovense (hot pink) sex toy that Kylie gave her a couple weeks ago. She dreams of it every night, but only her mistress, Kylie, can give her permission to use it.
Kylie takes the silicone egg and holding the narrow end instructs her sub to suck it.
Brie obediently opens her mouth and swallows the nice big round end, sucking on it as their eyes lock onto each other and refill with passion and lust.
“That’s enough, sub!” Kylie exclaims pulling the toy out of her sub’s mouth and inspecting it, “Your oral skills are getting better each time. Now turn around and straddle me!”
Brie does.
Her bare ass waits for whatever Miss Kylie wishes to do with it. The next command follows quickly.
“Spit on your fingers and rub your asshole.”
Brie is so nervous that her mouth is dry and her first attempt was unsatisfactory.
“You can do better than that, slut! Why don’t you go down on my cock to generate the required amount.”
Brie obeys and lowers her head and opens her mouth to suck on the dildo.
“That’s it! Choke on my cock, you slut!”
Brie descends nearly two-thirds down the length of the huge dildo and holds her descent, gagging like a good little sub before ascending with the required amount.
Her saliva drips copiously from her mouth onto her hand and she reaches back and spreads it all around her asshole.
“That’s much…” and Kylie inserts the toy, “better.”
“Ahhh!!! Fuck, that feels so good.”
Kylie slaps her sub’s big butt cheeks, “What do you say?!!?!!!”
"Ahhh!!! Thanks Mistress!!!"
Kylie laughs and reaches for her phone to open the app that remotely controls the tempo and intensity and speed of the egg’s vibrations.
A slow pulsing is introduced and Brie reaches back between her legs to rub her clit.
“No. Let me play with your cute little shaved kitty,” Kylie demands.
“Yes, Mistress!” and Brie decides to show her mistress how much she wants to please her by going down on the phallic sex toy.
Kylie presses her face into her sub’s soft butt cheeks and begins to lick her pink slit. She listens as she licks and hears her sub sucking her strapon and smiles.
“You like sucking my cock, don’t you Brie?”
“Yes, Mistress. It’s bigger than your brothers.”
And they both laugh.
Brie gives some more head before adding, “But he is only s.i.x.t.e.e.n, maybe when he is a senior his dick will be as big as a telephone pole!”
More laughter.
Kylie puts two fingers her sub’s pussy and within seconds (cos Brie is a slut) they are covered in her juices. She fingerbangs her snatch until her sub moans with pleasure then she removes them and licks them clean.
“Wow, you cum so fast, Brie. Does the egg make you do it?”
Brie stops sucking the dildo, “Yes, it’s the best gift you could ever give me.”
“I have an extremely difficult task for you, sub.”
Brie looks back at Kylie, “Yes, Mistress?”
“I am going to give you a rim job, licking around your pretty pink sex toy while you rub your pussy.”
Brie hesitates knowing there has to be a catch, “Yes, Mistress, I will do that for you.”
“I know you will,” Kylie laughs, “but you’re not allowed to cum.”
Silence
“Are you ready?” Kylie asks as she finds the right program on her phone app.
“Yes, Mistress,” Brie nervously swallows hoping she is capable of controlling her orgasmic urges.
Kylie taps play on her phone, “Ok rub that pussy, sub!!!”
A pattern of three quick pulses followed by a long ten second vibration of the egg began.
Brie reached back between her thick legs and found her pussy waiting. Wet. And. Ready.
She pressed three fingers into her shaved mound the instant Kylie began licking between her butt cheeks. After just one minute, Brie lost control and somehow managed to quickly stuff her mouth with the strapon to hide the sounds of her orgasm as she choked on the big dildo.
Kylie moved her tongue all around her sub’s pink rosebud. Her hands squeezed those soft plump butt cheeks. Her nose inhaled her sub’s sweat. And. Unbridled. Lust.
She particularly liked lifting the narrow end of the toy up so her tongue could access the crack at the top her Brie’s big butt. It was a nice groove. Deep. And. Smooth.
And she was aware that Brie had been sucking her strapon nonstop. She checked her phone and the current playlist showed 9 minutes and 52 seconds had elapsed. (And counting, meow.)
“Brie? Tell me how this feels.”
Silence (Except for the sucking.)
“Brie?!!??” and Kylie slaps her ass.
SLAP!!!
Brie lifts her head to complain, “Ow!!” and it transforms into a glorious elongated Meow.
Kylie can only listen in awe and watch her girlfriend purr with supreme satisfaction.
She taps her phone to stop the vibration, “When did you cum??”
Slight pause
“Um, like maybe one minute after we started this wonderful combo of licking, vibrating and rubbing,” Brie softly sings.
“And your orgasm lasted for like… ten minutes straight??!!!?”
“I think so,” Brie giggles, “I didn’t want to displease you, Mistress, so I began sucking your cock to hide my climax and my moans.”
Kylie playfully slaps her butt, “You’re such a funny girl, Brie. One of the many reasons I love you,” she softly purrs.
“Thank you… Oh!!” Brie reacts to feeling her sex toy being removed.
Followed by a loud sucking sound.
Brie turns around, “Hey, I thought that was my job to clean it!”
“Not tonight,” Kylie laughs, “When I was rimming you, I could only lick around your toy which gave me hints of how delicious your butt juice must be and therefore…”
“You had to suck my butt juice off my toy!!”
Brie hugs her girlfriend, pushing her down on the bed, as they kissed. And laughed. And kisses some more.
“I really wish you had some weed to smoke,” Kylie states again.
“I would love to get high with you, Kai.”
They laugh at the word rhyme. And enjoy pressing their bodies together.
“I can get larger amount next time from Professor Zhou.”
“Will she ask for a larger favor?” Kylie laughs.
“I don’t know… maybe,” Brie answers with her own laughter.
Long pause
Kylie closes her eyes. Brie does as well then opens them.
“Hey,” she waits till Kylie opens her eyes too, “I’ve heard some peculiar rumors about… Professor Zhou.”
Kylie sits up on her elbow facing Brie, “Oh?
“Besides the fact that she sells cannabis for sexual favors, I’ve heard she has a closet full of naughty toys.”
“Brie, if our dorm room had a closet, it would be crammed with sex toys too!” they both laugh, “What’s so special about hers?”
“Well, according to the rumors, they are unique fetish toys.”
Pause
“You mean like… BDSM?”
“Yeah!” Brie excitedly whispers, “And here’s the twist. She doesn’t use them on others.”
Another pause
“Wait, you’re telling me… these others…”
“Other females, students, most likely…”
“…use the toys on her??”
Brie quickly nods her head yes, several times.
Short pause
“And… I’ve been thinking of plan to find out if the rumor is true.”
And… before they fall asleep, in each other’s arms, Brie explains her plan to Kylie.
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After a few more days of discussion, they decide to undertake the plan on Friday.
And…
Today is Friday.
Earlier in the week, Brie had attended her French Literature class, the one class she never misses, meow, and stayed after to ask Professor Zhou some questions, not about the homework assignment, but about when she could get some more weed.
On the weekends, Professor Zhou explained she usually travels on the weekends to sight see and take in the local culture, especially around the DC area, but the forecast indicated there was a big snow storm coming and she decided to stay home at her condominium, the modern spacious ones on the northside of the campus for visiting staff, and, she added, her weekend was entirely free.
“Would four o’clock be fine?” Brie asks.
“Ah, I still have teaching duties till five. Why don’t you come over for dinner… around six?”
“Ok. Should I dress up?”
“You can wear whatever you want, Gabriella. Just bring your beautiful smile and your… tongue,” Professor Zhou winks.
By five o’clock on Friday, the temperatures had dropped and a few flurries began to swirl around the campus outside as Kylie looked out their dorm window.
“I better drive you over there. I’ll wait in the car.”
Brie walks up beside her and observes the flurries turning to light snow, “That would be a good idea. You’re so <i>smart</i>, Kai!” and on the word, smart, Brie had pinched her firm butt.
“Ahh!!!” Kylie jumped, “I just hope your rumor is true, or this plan could make us look silly.”
Around 5:45, both young women brave the cold blustery winds and climb into Kylie’s Lexus NX250 dark green SUV that actually looks black with the sun hiding behind the numerous dark clouds.
“Turn the heater on!” Brie shouts before Kylie can press the ignition button.
The SUV vrooms to life (quietly) and Kylie tries to suppress her laughter as Brie rapidly taps the touchpad that controls the heat.
Brie rubs her mittens together and holds them up to the vents then looks over at her girlfriend, “What’s so funny???”
“Nothing,” Kylie responds with a big smile as she puts the vehicle in gear and slowly accelerates over the ice patches in the parking lot.
Minutes later, Kylie watches from the (still cold) interior of her Lexus as her girlfriend cautiously walks up a few steps and rings the doorbell.
DING… DONG!! DING… DONG!!!
The door opens and…
“Hello, Gabriella.”
“Hi, Professor Zhou!!” Brie shivers.
“Come on in.”
Brie enters and the front door to the condominium closes before Kylie can get a good look at this canny (clever?) professor.
“Dinner is almost ready. It really must be cold out there.”
“It is!” Brie feeling warmer but still shaking a little.
“Here, let me take your coat… and hat with a cute pom pom… and mittens!” they both laugh.
Underneath her layers of winter clothing, Brie opted for a trendy (Brie was always fashionable) high waist black leather mini skirt with a side slit showing off her thick legs. And a black leather bustier cami top that left her belly bare to show off her new hardware: a blue double lotus. She complimented this with her roommate’s black Coda boots she luvs to borrow. Plus, they have that chunky solid rubber tread to prevent any spills on the snow or ice.
Professor Zhou casually shifts her stance placing a hand on her pronounced hip and the other slowly moves over her midsection, “I like your belly ring. Is it new?”
“Yeah! I got it at one of the tattoo parlors near the campus. One of the girls there, who could probably lift me up without a sweat, does piercing.”
The professor raises one of her dark narrow stylized eyebrows, “Ah, young women and their… frivolous behavior. Do you know the importance of the Lotus flower?”
Brie fluffs her ginger hair, “Um, didn’t the Hindus use it for prosperity… and fertility.”
Professor smiles, “Yes. And to the Buddhists it represents self-awareness. And purity,” as she steps closer.
For some reason, Brie got that “deer in the headlights” look and diverted their conversation to her teacher’s appearance, “That dress looks lovely on you, Professor Zhou. What is it?”
Professor Zhou turns to appreciate her form in one of the many mirrors around her condominium, “Thank you, Gabriella. This is a modern Qipao dress, traditionally used in Chinese weddings.”
Brie tracks Zhou’s hands moving over the red satin dress with gold dragon motifs. She admired the modesty of the full-collar wrapped around her neck, the ankle-length coverage of the dress, and the offsetting cap sleeves exposing her slender arms.
“Come into the dining room. I will get the food from the kitchen.”
Brie follows her hostess, her bare feet (she keeps her condominium very warm in the winter) shuffling over the area rugs and tile. The ambient recessed lighting catches a sparkle of gold: the professor is wearing an ankle bracelet, meow.
Four wooden upholstered chairs surround a modest wooden table covered in white linen with Japanese calligraphy. Even the plates and serving dishes share the same design. Brie selects a chair and waits to be served.
The professor enters with two wooden lacquered boxes, placing one before her guest, “This is called a bento, Japanese traditional meal.”
Brie surveys the offering and wonders why the portions are so small, but she holds her tongue, and provides the customary compliment, “Thank you, professor, this looks good!”
Professor Zhou left with a little smile and came back with a pot of tea which she expertly poured into the small cups, “Jasmine tea, I hope you like.”
Brie nodded and waited till her hostess sat down across from her.
Then the professor, using chopsticks, went for the f.i.s.h portion, “This is called Sake Sashimi.”
Brie tried her best to impress (which required a lot of effort, lol) and picked up a thinly sliced piece of salmon, “Sake Sashimi,” she announced before swallowing it whole.
Professor Zhou observed with thoughts of Brie’s plus-size body between her legs.
“This is Koshihikari rice,” and she skillfully put two servings quickly in her mouth, chewing slowly, methodically, watching.
Thankfully the rice was sticky and clumpy making it easy for Brie and her untrained chopstick skills, “Koshi… ah…”
“Yes, Koshi rice,” and they both giggle.
The bento also contained cooked broccoli and carrots to round out the meal.
Casual conversation continued until they finished sipping the hot Jasmine tea.
“Thank you for such a wonderful meal, professor,” and Brie felt her stomach grumble for more sustenance.
“Are you ready to complete our transaction?” the Asian’s dark eyes hiding her lustful desire for her plump student.
“Oh, yes! I just need to use your… ah, salle de bain.”
“I have a guest bathroom down that hall,” Professor Zhou laughed, “and I will meet you upstairs in my chambre a coucher.”
Brie didn’t really know what that meant but assumed (correctly) it would be the professor’s bedroom.
Once Brie was in the guest’s bathroom (which she didn’t really need, she does have a big bladder) she texted her girlfriend.
G: Operation HMCPS is a go ?
HMCPS stood for How to Make a College Professor Submit which Kylie thought was silly, but Brie is a silly girl.
K: Where are you?
G: In the salle de bain
K: The what???
G: The bathroom
K: What are you doing in the salle… the bathroom?!?
G: Peeing, or at least, using it as an excuse to let you in ?
K: Then let me in! It’s fucking freezing in my car
G: Sorry, I didn’t know Professor Zhou was going to serve me bento
K: What’s bento???
G: Never mind. If you tried it, you might get addicted to it
K: I think you’re addicted to your professor’s pussy!!!
G: Is that a bad thing?
K: No! Just unlock the door already
G: Ok! Doing that now ?
K: ?
Brie put her phone inside her rainbow purse and decided to hike up her leather mini skirt and squat over the toilet to see if she needed to tinkle. She didn’t. And then she went out to unlock the front door and climb the stairs to find her professor.
A few minutes later, Kylie had reached the front steps and depressed the latch and quietly opened the door. She studied her form in the hallway mirrors: red nose, snowflakes melting in her dark hair, wet fingertips, body shivering. Thankfully, the efficiency of modern heating began to quickly warm her body.
Kylie softly walked over the area rugs and tiled floor into the living room. Her hands touched objects and she studied the paintings on the walls like she was a cat burglar deciding which items where the most valuable. They all looked valuable. Who is this… Professor Zhou??
Then she quietly walked into the kitchen. The nice aroma of the dinner just cooked an eaten lingered. A teapot was on the counter. Tea leaves steeping. Inhale. Umm. Jasmine.
Kylie poured a cup and silently walked into the dining room and sat down. The cup warming her hands wrapped around it. The steam rising past her chocolate eyes. Her confidence and courage rising as well.
To commence Operation: HMCPS
After taking her shower and spritzing her entire body with her fav perfume, Pink by Pink, Gabriella put on her fav pink pajama set made of silk and lace. The camisole top had thin shoulder straps and a sheer lace bust. The shorts were all lace, sheer, and left her (curvy round) bottoms exposed.
Taking a few minutes (just two) to adjust the straps and make sure her ample bosom is not spilling out the sides, Gabriella smiles into the mirror above the sink before walking into her dorm room.
“What’s that??!?” she points in the direction of her roommate lying on the narrow bed they share most nights. Okay, all nights, meow.
Kylie flashes a wicked smile, “You know what it is,” she calmly responds as her righthand leisurely strokes the item in question.
Gabriella takes a few steps closer, “I know what it is, I’m just wondering if you’re really Hermaphroditus, or are my eyes deceiving me??”
Still stroking the object between her legs, Kylie responds, “You should check your eyesight, Brie, I’m really Aphrodite.”
Brie moves closer, “You need to review your Greek mythology Kai, wearing that strapon makes you a combo meal.”
“Stop bringing food into every discussion we have,” both girls laugh, “and get your booty on the bed and start sucking it, sub!”
“Yes, Mistress!” Brie quickly reverts to her submissive role she truly enjoys and climbs up on their (slightly) creaky bed.
Kylie admires Brie’s enthusiasm and stops stroking the silicone penis to cup her firm breasts.
Brie kneels between her girlfriend’s legs and goes down on her toy. Her wide tongue lively moves along the long, lubricated shaft tasing coconut oil. After a few more licks for good measure, she attempts a deep throat to please her mistress, but gags.
When her coughing stops, she asks, “Where did you get this, Mistress?”
“Amazon Prime, one-day shipping!” Kylie laughs.
Brie joins her laughter before showing off her oral skills some more. And more.
Kylie pinches her own nipples before reaching down to grab a handful of peachy ginger hair and holding it so she can watch her roommate, her sexy chubby sub suck on the big dildo. Brie bobs up and down like a sprinter running a 100-meter race.
Then Kylie sits up and leans forward to smell her girlfriend before lying back down, “You smell like… apple and…”
Brie stops sucking to inform her mistress, “Actually, it’s red apple with hints of jasmine and cedar… Mistress.”
“Oh, it’s that Pink perfume you like to wear when we go out.”
Brie makes a sound that affirms her lover’s guess is correct.
Kylie lets Brie’s light red hair fall down and her hands return to her breasts, squeezing them, before moving over Brie’s body.
“This pajama set is cute. Silk, like my dark hair. And pink… like my pussy.”
Brie listens to her mistress. The words make the excitement intensify between her legs.
And Kai knows her sub worships her body, every inch, and especially what she has between her legs. But tonight, she wants to fuck her sub with this new toy.
“Your oral skills are exceptional for a heteroflexible girl. Now show me how you ride a cock, sub.”
Brie quickly raises her head with a smile and moves her body over the sloppy toy, placing her legs against Kylie’s hips.
“Take off those bottoms, I want to see your shaved kitty penetrated by my big cock.”
Brie obeys her mistress and stands up, then turns around and slowly pulls the pink sheer lace pajama bottoms down, bending over to complete the task, giving her mistress an eyeful. Of her butt. And. Shaved. Vulva.
Kylie swings an arm and her hand connects.
SLAP!!!
“I’ve seen your big bubble butt many times, now turn around and slide down my pole!”
Brie almost trips over her roommate’s legs as she turns to face her mistress and squat over the new toy. Her lefthand steadies it as she lines up the oily tip against her shaved kitty. Then she licks her righthand and rubs her pussy, getting it ready.
“Hurry up, sub!”
“Yes, Mistress!” Brie follows the urgent command given by her mistress and squats lower on the bed till the phallic toy penetrates her wet opening.
They both gasp at the erotic site of her pink labia swallowing the slippery silicone shaft.
Down Brie goes.
And…
Up goes the toy.
Up into her tight coed pussy.
Then she begins to bounce. Slowly. And. Surely. With purpose, you might say.
Kylie enjoys the sight of her roommate taking pleasure in the sex toy.
No words are spoken for the next 8 minutes (or more) and only the soft creaking of the bed would be the only sound heard by any dorm resident standing out in the hallway near their door. (And probably all the way down at the end of the hallway too, meow.)
“Are you wet?”
“I’m sooo fucking wet, Mistress.”
“Touch yourself.”
Brie reaches down with her righthand and presses her index and middle fingers on her clit, moving them around and around. Around and around. Finding a rhythm that stimulates her sensitive area.
Kylie helps by holding her sub’s hips and supporting them as Brie rises and falls, up and down, on the big sex toy.
Brie closes her eyes and begins to vocalize her excitement, “Ahhh… ahhhh… ahhhhhh!!”
“Bounce faster.”
Brie does.
The bed squeaks louder.
Kylie’s hands slip the shoulder straps off exposing her girlfriend’s beautiful bouncing babies.
“Look at yourself.”
Brie looks down at her hand rubbing her clit. At the large phallic toy rubbing her inner pink. Her brain tries to process the increasing amount of incoming sensory inputs. It can’t. It fails. Or rather, it succeeds. Brie enters the zone of euphoria. And. Meows. Loudly.
“If you can’t control your vocal cords stuff your mouth with one of your tits!”
Using her free hand, Brie cups one of her round melons and lifts it up into her open mouth. Her lips make a tight seal as she sucks in and breathes out of her nose.
Kylie is amazed at this hyperenergetic display of nonstop motion. If there were an Olympic event for dildo riding, Brie would definitely win a gold medal.
Then she leans forward and with perfect timing, grabs the one breast still swinging freely and sucks on the large round pink nipple.
Brie lets herself go. Up. Through. The. Ceiling. And. Into. The. Night. Sky.
Seconds later, she is huffing and puffing next to Kylie.
They embrace. And kiss.
“That was as good as riding your brother. Well, almost as good.”
Kylie rolls her eyes, “I don’t want to hear it,” and nudges her nose against her roommate’s.
They close their eyes and let their passion cool down.
“For some reason, I really want to smoke right now.”
“Weed?” Brie asks.
“Yeah, like a huge joint,” Kylie giggles.
“Let me roll one!” and Brie hops out of their bed and skips over to her wooden box, opening the lid with the ying/yang symbol and, “Crap! I’m all out!!!”
“Brie!!! How many times have I told you to keep your stash stocked!”
“You don’t even smoke marijuana!” Brie counters.
They both laugh.
Then Brie turns to face her girlfriend with her own wicked smile.
“What are you holding behind your back?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” Brie giggles as she slowly walks toward their bed.
“Brie…”
“Yes?”
“Your pretty camisole top fell off your shoulders.”
“Oh!” and Brie quickly pulls each spaghetti strap up over her shoulders, revealing what she was hiding.
“Ah hah! You want me to let you use your naughty toy!” Kylie sneers.
“Yes, Mistress,” Brie softly answers.
“Then get your plump little body over here!” Kylie states with authority.
Brie obeys, like a good sub, and climbs onto the bed giving her mistress the item.
It is her Lovense (hot pink) sex toy that Kylie gave her a couple weeks ago. She dreams of it every night, but only her mistress, Kylie, can give her permission to use it.
Kylie takes the silicone egg and holding the narrow end instructs her sub to suck it.
Brie obediently opens her mouth and swallows the nice big round end, sucking on it as their eyes lock onto each other and refill with passion and lust.
“That’s enough, sub!” Kylie exclaims pulling the toy out of her sub’s mouth and inspecting it, “Your oral skills are getting better each time. Now turn around and straddle me!”
Brie does.
Her bare ass waits for whatever Miss Kylie wishes to do with it. The next command follows quickly.
“Spit on your fingers and rub your asshole.”
Brie is so nervous that her mouth is dry and her first attempt was unsatisfactory.
“You can do better than that, slut! Why don’t you go down on my cock to generate the required amount.”
Brie obeys and lowers her head and opens her mouth to suck on the dildo.
“That’s it! Choke on my cock, you slut!”
Brie descends nearly two-thirds down the length of the huge dildo and holds her descent, gagging like a good little sub before ascending with the required amount.
Her saliva drips copiously from her mouth onto her hand and she reaches back and spreads it all around her asshole.
“That’s much…” and Kylie inserts the toy, “better.”
“Ahhh!!! Fuck, that feels so good.”
Kylie slaps her sub’s big butt cheeks, “What do you say?!!?!!!”
"Ahhh!!! Thanks Mistress!!!"
Kylie laughs and reaches for her phone to open the app that remotely controls the tempo and intensity and speed of the egg’s vibrations.
A slow pulsing is introduced and Brie reaches back between her legs to rub her clit.
“No. Let me play with your cute little shaved kitty,” Kylie demands.
“Yes, Mistress!” and Brie decides to show her mistress how much she wants to please her by going down on the phallic sex toy.
Kylie presses her face into her sub’s soft butt cheeks and begins to lick her pink slit. She listens as she licks and hears her sub sucking her strapon and smiles.
“You like sucking my cock, don’t you Brie?”
“Yes, Mistress. It’s bigger than your brothers.”
And they both laugh.
Brie gives some more head before adding, “But he is only s.i.x.t.e.e.n, maybe when he is a senior his dick will be as big as a telephone pole!”
More laughter.
Kylie puts two fingers her sub’s pussy and within seconds (cos Brie is a slut) they are covered in her juices. She fingerbangs her snatch until her sub moans with pleasure then she removes them and licks them clean.
“Wow, you cum so fast, Brie. Does the egg make you do it?”
Brie stops sucking the dildo, “Yes, it’s the best gift you could ever give me.”
“I have an extremely difficult task for you, sub.”
Brie looks back at Kylie, “Yes, Mistress?”
“I am going to give you a rim job, licking around your pretty pink sex toy while you rub your pussy.”
Brie hesitates knowing there has to be a catch, “Yes, Mistress, I will do that for you.”
“I know you will,” Kylie laughs, “but you’re not allowed to cum.”
Silence
“Are you ready?” Kylie asks as she finds the right program on her phone app.
“Yes, Mistress,” Brie nervously swallows hoping she is capable of controlling her orgasmic urges.
Kylie taps play on her phone, “Ok rub that pussy, sub!!!”
A pattern of three quick pulses followed by a long ten second vibration of the egg began.
Brie reached back between her thick legs and found her pussy waiting. Wet. And. Ready.
She pressed three fingers into her shaved mound the instant Kylie began licking between her butt cheeks. After just one minute, Brie lost control and somehow managed to quickly stuff her mouth with the strapon to hide the sounds of her orgasm as she choked on the big dildo.
Kylie moved her tongue all around her sub’s pink rosebud. Her hands squeezed those soft plump butt cheeks. Her nose inhaled her sub’s sweat. And. Unbridled. Lust.
She particularly liked lifting the narrow end of the toy up so her tongue could access the crack at the top her Brie’s big butt. It was a nice groove. Deep. And. Smooth.
And she was aware that Brie had been sucking her strapon nonstop. She checked her phone and the current playlist showed 9 minutes and 52 seconds had elapsed. (And counting, meow.)
“Brie? Tell me how this feels.”
Silence (Except for the sucking.)
“Brie?!!??” and Kylie slaps her ass.
SLAP!!!
Brie lifts her head to complain, “Ow!!” and it transforms into a glorious elongated Meow.
Kylie can only listen in awe and watch her girlfriend purr with supreme satisfaction.
She taps her phone to stop the vibration, “When did you cum??”
Slight pause
“Um, like maybe one minute after we started this wonderful combo of licking, vibrating and rubbing,” Brie softly sings.
“And your orgasm lasted for like… ten minutes straight??!!!?”
“I think so,” Brie giggles, “I didn’t want to displease you, Mistress, so I began sucking your cock to hide my climax and my moans.”
Kylie playfully slaps her butt, “You’re such a funny girl, Brie. One of the many reasons I love you,” she softly purrs.
“Thank you… Oh!!” Brie reacts to feeling her sex toy being removed.
Followed by a loud sucking sound.
Brie turns around, “Hey, I thought that was my job to clean it!”
“Not tonight,” Kylie laughs, “When I was rimming you, I could only lick around your toy which gave me hints of how delicious your butt juice must be and therefore…”
“You had to suck my butt juice off my toy!!”
Brie hugs her girlfriend, pushing her down on the bed, as they kissed. And laughed. And kisses some more.
“I really wish you had some weed to smoke,” Kylie states again.
“I would love to get high with you, Kai.”
They laugh at the word rhyme. And enjoy pressing their bodies together.
“I can get larger amount next time from Professor Zhou.”
“Will she ask for a larger favor?” Kylie laughs.
“I don’t know… maybe,” Brie answers with her own laughter.
Long pause
Kylie closes her eyes. Brie does as well then opens them.
“Hey,” she waits till Kylie opens her eyes too, “I’ve heard some peculiar rumors about… Professor Zhou.”
Kylie sits up on her elbow facing Brie, “Oh?
“Besides the fact that she sells cannabis for sexual favors, I’ve heard she has a closet full of naughty toys.”
“Brie, if our dorm room had a closet, it would be crammed with sex toys too!” they both laugh, “What’s so special about hers?”
“Well, according to the rumors, they are unique fetish toys.”
Pause
“You mean like… BDSM?”
“Yeah!” Brie excitedly whispers, “And here’s the twist. She doesn’t use them on others.”
Another pause
“Wait, you’re telling me… these others…”
“Other females, students, most likely…”
“…use the toys on her??”
Brie quickly nods her head yes, several times.
Short pause
“And… I’ve been thinking of plan to find out if the rumor is true.”
And… before they fall asleep, in each other’s arms, Brie explains her plan to Kylie.
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After a few more days of discussion, they decide to undertake the plan on Friday.
And…
Today is Friday.
Earlier in the week, Brie had attended her French Literature class, the one class she never misses, meow, and stayed after to ask Professor Zhou some questions, not about the homework assignment, but about when she could get some more weed.
On the weekends, Professor Zhou explained she usually travels on the weekends to sight see and take in the local culture, especially around the DC area, but the forecast indicated there was a big snow storm coming and she decided to stay home at her condominium, the modern spacious ones on the northside of the campus for visiting staff, and, she added, her weekend was entirely free.
“Would four o’clock be fine?” Brie asks.
“Ah, I still have teaching duties till five. Why don’t you come over for dinner… around six?”
“Ok. Should I dress up?”
“You can wear whatever you want, Gabriella. Just bring your beautiful smile and your… tongue,” Professor Zhou winks.
By five o’clock on Friday, the temperatures had dropped and a few flurries began to swirl around the campus outside as Kylie looked out their dorm window.
“I better drive you over there. I’ll wait in the car.”
Brie walks up beside her and observes the flurries turning to light snow, “That would be a good idea. You’re so <i>smart</i>, Kai!” and on the word, smart, Brie had pinched her firm butt.
“Ahh!!!” Kylie jumped, “I just hope your rumor is true, or this plan could make us look silly.”
Around 5:45, both young women brave the cold blustery winds and climb into Kylie’s Lexus NX250 dark green SUV that actually looks black with the sun hiding behind the numerous dark clouds.
“Turn the heater on!” Brie shouts before Kylie can press the ignition button.
The SUV vrooms to life (quietly) and Kylie tries to suppress her laughter as Brie rapidly taps the touchpad that controls the heat.
Brie rubs her mittens together and holds them up to the vents then looks over at her girlfriend, “What’s so funny???”
“Nothing,” Kylie responds with a big smile as she puts the vehicle in gear and slowly accelerates over the ice patches in the parking lot.
Minutes later, Kylie watches from the (still cold) interior of her Lexus as her girlfriend cautiously walks up a few steps and rings the doorbell.
DING… DONG!! DING… DONG!!!
The door opens and…
“Hello, Gabriella.”
“Hi, Professor Zhou!!” Brie shivers.
“Come on in.”
Brie enters and the front door to the condominium closes before Kylie can get a good look at this canny (clever?) professor.
“Dinner is almost ready. It really must be cold out there.”
“It is!” Brie feeling warmer but still shaking a little.
“Here, let me take your coat… and hat with a cute pom pom… and mittens!” they both laugh.
Underneath her layers of winter clothing, Brie opted for a trendy (Brie was always fashionable) high waist black leather mini skirt with a side slit showing off her thick legs. And a black leather bustier cami top that left her belly bare to show off her new hardware: a blue double lotus. She complimented this with her roommate’s black Coda boots she luvs to borrow. Plus, they have that chunky solid rubber tread to prevent any spills on the snow or ice.
Professor Zhou casually shifts her stance placing a hand on her pronounced hip and the other slowly moves over her midsection, “I like your belly ring. Is it new?”
“Yeah! I got it at one of the tattoo parlors near the campus. One of the girls there, who could probably lift me up without a sweat, does piercing.”
The professor raises one of her dark narrow stylized eyebrows, “Ah, young women and their… frivolous behavior. Do you know the importance of the Lotus flower?”
Brie fluffs her ginger hair, “Um, didn’t the Hindus use it for prosperity… and fertility.”
Professor smiles, “Yes. And to the Buddhists it represents self-awareness. And purity,” as she steps closer.
For some reason, Brie got that “deer in the headlights” look and diverted their conversation to her teacher’s appearance, “That dress looks lovely on you, Professor Zhou. What is it?”
Professor Zhou turns to appreciate her form in one of the many mirrors around her condominium, “Thank you, Gabriella. This is a modern Qipao dress, traditionally used in Chinese weddings.”
Brie tracks Zhou’s hands moving over the red satin dress with gold dragon motifs. She admired the modesty of the full-collar wrapped around her neck, the ankle-length coverage of the dress, and the offsetting cap sleeves exposing her slender arms.
“Come into the dining room. I will get the food from the kitchen.”
Brie follows her hostess, her bare feet (she keeps her condominium very warm in the winter) shuffling over the area rugs and tile. The ambient recessed lighting catches a sparkle of gold: the professor is wearing an ankle bracelet, meow.
Four wooden upholstered chairs surround a modest wooden table covered in white linen with Japanese calligraphy. Even the plates and serving dishes share the same design. Brie selects a chair and waits to be served.
The professor enters with two wooden lacquered boxes, placing one before her guest, “This is called a bento, Japanese traditional meal.”
Brie surveys the offering and wonders why the portions are so small, but she holds her tongue, and provides the customary compliment, “Thank you, professor, this looks good!”
Professor Zhou left with a little smile and came back with a pot of tea which she expertly poured into the small cups, “Jasmine tea, I hope you like.”
Brie nodded and waited till her hostess sat down across from her.
Then the professor, using chopsticks, went for the f.i.s.h portion, “This is called Sake Sashimi.”
Brie tried her best to impress (which required a lot of effort, lol) and picked up a thinly sliced piece of salmon, “Sake Sashimi,” she announced before swallowing it whole.
Professor Zhou observed with thoughts of Brie’s plus-size body between her legs.
“This is Koshihikari rice,” and she skillfully put two servings quickly in her mouth, chewing slowly, methodically, watching.
Thankfully the rice was sticky and clumpy making it easy for Brie and her untrained chopstick skills, “Koshi… ah…”
“Yes, Koshi rice,” and they both giggle.
The bento also contained cooked broccoli and carrots to round out the meal.
Casual conversation continued until they finished sipping the hot Jasmine tea.
“Thank you for such a wonderful meal, professor,” and Brie felt her stomach grumble for more sustenance.
“Are you ready to complete our transaction?” the Asian’s dark eyes hiding her lustful desire for her plump student.
“Oh, yes! I just need to use your… ah, salle de bain.”
“I have a guest bathroom down that hall,” Professor Zhou laughed, “and I will meet you upstairs in my chambre a coucher.”
Brie didn’t really know what that meant but assumed (correctly) it would be the professor’s bedroom.
Once Brie was in the guest’s bathroom (which she didn’t really need, she does have a big bladder) she texted her girlfriend.
G: Operation HMCPS is a go ?
HMCPS stood for How to Make a College Professor Submit which Kylie thought was silly, but Brie is a silly girl.
K: Where are you?
G: In the salle de bain
K: The what???
G: The bathroom
K: What are you doing in the salle… the bathroom?!?
G: Peeing, or at least, using it as an excuse to let you in ?
K: Then let me in! It’s fucking freezing in my car
G: Sorry, I didn’t know Professor Zhou was going to serve me bento
K: What’s bento???
G: Never mind. If you tried it, you might get addicted to it
K: I think you’re addicted to your professor’s pussy!!!
G: Is that a bad thing?
K: No! Just unlock the door already
G: Ok! Doing that now ?
K: ?
Brie put her phone inside her rainbow purse and decided to hike up her leather mini skirt and squat over the toilet to see if she needed to tinkle. She didn’t. And then she went out to unlock the front door and climb the stairs to find her professor.
A few minutes later, Kylie had reached the front steps and depressed the latch and quietly opened the door. She studied her form in the hallway mirrors: red nose, snowflakes melting in her dark hair, wet fingertips, body shivering. Thankfully, the efficiency of modern heating began to quickly warm her body.
Kylie softly walked over the area rugs and tiled floor into the living room. Her hands touched objects and she studied the paintings on the walls like she was a cat burglar deciding which items where the most valuable. They all looked valuable. Who is this… Professor Zhou??
Then she quietly walked into the kitchen. The nice aroma of the dinner just cooked an eaten lingered. A teapot was on the counter. Tea leaves steeping. Inhale. Umm. Jasmine.
Kylie poured a cup and silently walked into the dining room and sat down. The cup warming her hands wrapped around it. The steam rising past her chocolate eyes. Her confidence and courage rising as well.
To commence Operation: HMCPS
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