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Author’s Note: I wasn’t sure whether to put this into SF/Fantasy or Humor/Satire, and until I remembered Kurt Vonnegut saying, “What do my science fiction stories have in common with pornography? Fantasies of an impossibly hospitable world, I’m told.”, so I went with SF/Fantasy.
‘Interfaith orgy’ inspired by the Chelsea Saunders cartoon.
Comments welcome, as always.
Student Services
By Kris Cherita
Nic looked from his monitor as he heard the knock on the (open) door, and his customary smile widened a little more than usual when he saw that it was Yumiko, the department’s Morale Advisor or (more informally) Authorized School Slut. “Good morning,” he said, far from unhappy at being interrupted – especially as Yumiko wasn’t in any of his classes this semester, which meant that sex might now be on the table, or more probably on the desk.
Yumiko walked into the office, dropped her backpack on the floor, and sat in the cheap Ikea chair, her legs spread and draped over the arms to display a hint of her heart-shaped butt plug as well as showing off her shaven cunt. She wasn’t legally required to be naked from the knees up, but she frequently was when the weather was warm enough, mostly because it saved time and the cost of laundry. She didn’t seem to have any cum drying on her face or her A-cup breasts, but it was still early in the day. “What can I do for you?” Nic asked. “Do you need an extension?”
“No, I have some in my bag,” Yumiko replied. “But seriously… I needed to talk to someone about something that happened last Friday night. Can I shut the door?”
“Of course.”
She stood, giving him a brief glimpse her beautiful butt and her lower back tattoo as she closed the door before she returned to the seat. “Professor Kovich asked me to go home with her on Friday so her husband could fuck me in the ass. It was his birthday, and apparently she doesn’t like anal.”
Nice big fuckable tits, though, thought Nic, and a real expert on the cavalier poets… but he merely nodded rather than saying anything.
“Everything was going well at first,” Yumiko continued. “She’d given me enough notice, so I’d prepped my ass, cleaned it out and didn’t drink any coffee that day. They watched while I masturbated and pulled anal beads out of my butt — I didn’t even have to fake my orgasm. I mean, he doesn’t really turn me on, but she has beautiful boobs, so I fantasized about sucking them while I played with myself, even though she wasn’t doing anything but watching at that stage, didn’t even get undressed or start masturbating until I was sucking her husband’s dick.”
“From what I hear, she’s mostly straight. Kinsey Two. Even at college, she only slept with men.”
“Uh-huh. Anyway, that wasn’t the problem. He has a really thick dick, not longer than average but the girth is… I mostly licked my way around it bahçelievler escort rather than try to fit it all in my mouth. I’d hoped she might help me out and we could corncob him, but she just pulled her dress up and her knickers down and diddled her clit while she watched. I lubed up my asshole while I sucked him, and asked if there was anything else he wanted to do before he buttfucked me, but he said no, and I asked him what position he’d like, and he said doggy-fashion, so we all went into the bedroom and I got down on all fours on the bed, head down and ass up like he asked, and he fingered me for a few seconds before ramming that big dick right up me quick as he could. It hurt at first, even though I’d used a lot of lube, and I was just starting to relax enough for it to be at least mildly enjoyable, and I knew he wouldn’t last long anyway at the rate he was going, and then he pulled out and…” She bit her lip.
“What?”
“He tried to put it in my cooch!”
“Oh.” Nic blinked. He’d fucked Yumiko’s delicious cunt twice and her ass a dozen times, mostly in the interfaith orgies on campus, and even in his wildest fantasies he couldn’t imagine anyone feeling the need to withdraw from that delightful derriere to come anywhere else… unless he had a fetish for bukkake or facials, of course.
“No warning, no negotiation — and if he’d asked, I’d have said no. That’s in my contract, and they should both have known that. This is real life, not some porno!”
“Of course not,” said Nic. He knew that while Yumiko enjoyed porn and wanted to write her honours thesis and possibly a PhD on the pros and cons of porn movies as sex ed (Angela White was one of her role models), she had strong views on unsafe activities in porn scenes and refused to do them in her custom videos. “What did you do?”
“I screamed ‘No!’ and got off the bed. Only thing I could do! They didn’t try to stop me, I’ll give them that. I grabbed his cock to prevent him trying anything else, and he came all over my arm. I cleaned myself off, got dressed, and got out of there as quickly as I could. I even thought about going to the Consent Officer and charging him with sexual assault, but…”
Nic grimaced. Kovich’s husband was the Dean of Arts and Humanities, and having him charged would be terrible PR for the university. The publicity would also end any hope Yumiko had of an academic career.
This, Nic knew, was the sort of situation A.S.S. Scholarships had been intended to prevent. A few students who passed rigorous tests were recruited as sex workers for their faculty in the hope of bringing down the cost of sexual harassment insurance and lawsuits. The scheme had started at Berkeley in 2037 and spread to other University of California campuses and USC, then to campuses the east coast, in Europe bağcılar escort and in Australia, and was proving so successful as a cost-cutting measure that even Bob Jones University and Liberty University were said to be considering adopting them. Most of the recipients of A.S.S. Scholarships (of any sex) were studying law or business or sports medicine, but there were enough who were interested in psych, gender studies, communications or theater arts that the humanities departments were well catered for. The school of nursing suffered a shortage of male morale officers, and the engineering schools were desperately lacking in female students and were trying to make up for this with feminoid robots, but the only faculty to miss out completely was teacher training.
“But now Kovich says they’re not going to pay because I ruined her husband’s orgasm, and at his age, he couldn’t come again for hours, so I ruined his birthday. And it was off-campus and after-hours, so with anal and her watching, that’s triple time!” She fumed. “But it’s not just the money, I could afford to write it off if I had to, but I don’t want them to think they can get away with it. I know he’s the dean, but even if he was the Vice-Chancellor… Jesus, I may be a whore, but I’m not some free-use fuckdoll! Consent fucking matters! So I want to know what you think I should do.”
Nic hesitated. “Maybe you should talk to my wife. She’s the one with the law degree.”
“I barely know your wife. Can’t you help?”
“I will if I can, but… can you talk to Professor Kovich?”
“No; I haven’t told anyone else. I was sort of hoping you might do it for me,” Yumiko admitted. “You’ve slept with her, haven’t you?”
“Only a few times. At parties and workshops.”
“Can you find out what they’re planning to do? I don’t want to be expelled or lose my scholarship; that, I can’t afford.”
“I’ll try. They’re probably wondering the same thing about you.”
“Thanks.” She closed her legs, and then stood. “Sorry I don’t feel like sex right now. Not even a blowjob. Guess I’ll have to make up my quota later.”
“I wasn’t going to ask,” Nic assured her, though he couldn’t help but admire the beauty of her butt as she walked towards the door. “I’ll see what I can do.”
*
“Yumiko?” Consuela thought for a moment. “Porn studies major? Five foot nothing? Beautiful little bubble butt and Bettie Page bangs?”
“That’s her,” said Nic, briefly removing his wife’s swollen brown nipple from his mouth, then sucking on the other while he finger-fucked her, his thumb circling her clit.
“Well, Kovich has good taste, I’ll give her that much. Oh, yeah, that’s…” She shuddered as she came, then stared at the ceiling for a minute before regaining the energy and coordination to straddle her husband’s smiling ümraniye escort face. “It’s a tough one,” she conceded, as she pulled Nic’s hands up to caress her breasts. “I mean, he’s the Dean, and Kovich has tenure –“
“And I don’t,” Nic muttered into her delicious dripping cunt.
Consuela nodded. “Kovich will back her husband up, so it’d be Yumiko’s word against theirs — and the best lawyers the school has on retainer, if they’re scared of it going public. If it comes to that, juries almost never believe sex workers who complain about sexual assault anyway. If it was only the money, she could put in a claim for unpaid overtime along with everyone else and wait for them to say they’ve lost the paperwork. What she needs for leverage is something that’s just bad enough to embarrass the Dean without being terrible PR for the university. I don’t suppose he used any racist slurs?”
“Not that she mentioned.”
“I didn’t think so; he’s not usually that stupid. What does she want?”
“Justice?” Nic suggested. “Respect?”
His wife snorted. “Yeah, well everyone has fantasies.”
“To be sure the Dean isn’t going to use this against her, then. To feel safe. To…” He was silent for a moment, then returned to enthusiastically kissing Consuela’s juicy minge.
“You’ve thought of something, haven’t you?” she said, as she reached back to grab his cock. “Wow, you’re harder than the bar exam. Where do you want to come?”
“You first.”
“Well, sure, if you want to keep licking my clit like that, but later… ooh, a hard-on like this deserves all three holes. In the right order, of course. Let me grab some lube.”
*
Nic was re-reading the last chapter of The Cambridge Centenary Ulysses when Yumiko knocked on his office door. “You said you wanted to see me?” she said.
“Yes. Come in, and shut the door. I may have an answer to your problem. Actually, Connie did most of the work, but…” He waited until she was sitting down. “First thing you need to do, if you haven’t already, is go to the medical centre for a checkup. Then, write an affidavit describing what actually happened; Connie can witness it for you. Then you’ll need to contact admin and make an appointment with Dione Fox.”
“Who’s Dione Fox?”
“She’s the Occupational Health and Safety Officer. Anus to vulva is a clear violation of the university’s OH I can play Shakespearean heroines without needing a binder”
“Remind me when it’s on, and I’ll come to see it,” said Nic, as he cleaned his cock with a wet wipe from the drawer. “You were great as Myrrhine in Lysistrata last semester.”
“Thanks!” Yumiko replied as she carefully reinserted her butt plug to stop cum dripping onto the carpet. “That was a lot of fun.”
“Would you like to come over for a threesome one night? Connie would love to have you.”
“When I have a night off? Sure, I’d like that.” She picked up her bag, blew him a kiss and headed towards the door.
“If you don’t mind my asking… do you like, ah…”
“Being an Authorized School Slut?”
“Yes.”
“Mostly,” she said seriously. “I love sex, and this way I get more than enough good sex to make up for the bad sex. And it sure beats paying off a student loan.”
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