Kinky College 18 - Surprise Anal Sex Week Part 18
Summary: It's Friday and Lupe, that luscious Latina, is discovering the joys of having her massive tits bound while she's fucked up her shapely ass. She's ready and willing to do whatever she's told, even if she hasn't realized it quite yet. We continue our adventures in a world where science has discovered that men fucking women in the ass makes men and women better students. Colleges and universities everywhere have instituted Surprise Anal Sex Week, and other special event weeks, to relieve tension and increase success.
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Thanks to two black leather collars, Lupe's huge breasts stuck out even further than they normally did, even with her best push-up bra. The veins along the surface of her tits formed twin purple webs with her rock-hard nipples at the centers and the bruises from the week of men at the college gripping her tits as hard as they could while they fucked her asshole stood out in deeper hues of purple, blue, and green. The black leather collars, each one strapped tight around her large breasts, bit into the soft flesh with every tug on the chain that hung from the metal rings on them. The cold links of the chain fell on her back and sent shivers through her body each time the man fucking her ass momentarily slackened his grip. She felt like a reined animal, ridden like a beast, and treated like little more than an animal. An animal to be used for the pleasure of the men around her. She wondered if that were the truth.
She was being fucked on the landing of one of the many stairways at the college. Her bare feet on the cold tile reminded her that she'd lost her shoes at some point earlier in the day, but she couldn't remember where or when. A large window looked out into a small courtyard where a groundhog watched as a young man worked his cock in and out of her ass and tortured her tender tits.
"I love the way it pulls your tits out to the sides when I really yank on this thing!" the man fucking her said.
"It hurts!" Lupe said.
"That just makes it even better. The pain makes your over-fucked asshole tighten up. Whoever strapped you into this getup was a genius!"
Lupe couldn't remember the name of the man who had strapped the collars around her already sore breasts, though she was certain he was in her algebra class. He'd made her lay on her back over a table and face him while he slowly worked his cock in and out of her ass. She'd started to object while he was tightening the second collar, but remembered the lesson the dean of student affairs had given her. She knew that as long as it involved getting her ass fucked, she had to let them do pretty much anything to her during Surprise Anal Sex Week.
"What else are a huge pair of tits like this for anyway?" he asked.
"They're perfect handles to hold onto while fucking me," Lupe said in a robotic, automatic, voice.
"They sure as fucking hell are!"
He pulled back on the chain with one hand and squeezed one of her rock hard nipples with the other. She wanted to call the intense feeling that shot through her body from her engorged tits and nipples pain, but the trapped blood in her constricted tits increased the sensitivity, and the normal pulse of pleasure was amplified beyond anything she could think through. It was pleasure so intense, it was worse than any pain. Her mind vanished and a creature of raw lust took over for a moment. She ground her ass against his thrusts and let out a series of mindless groans, gasps, and exhalations.
"Nice! You like having those big tits played with while you've got a nice big cock up your ass, don't you?"
He let go of the chain entirely and began to stroke, pull, and twist her engorged nipples. Like a thousand tiny needles shooting from her tits through the rest of her body from his fingertips, the pain and pleasure mixed in blind sensation. She reached back and dug her nails into his lower back, pushing him deeper inside her tender ass. He returned the pain of her nails by digging his own deep into her tits.
She swung her hips back and forth, driving his cock in and out of her ravaged asshole, and hoped he'd cum soon. She slammed her ass back against his oncoming thrusts, felt his balls flip up and smack her dripping pussy and her shapely ass shake with the force of their combined strength with each thrust. She hadn't thought she'd ever be so entirely involved in helping a man fuck her asshole, but she had to admit to herself that she was as excited as her dripping cunt belied.
"Cum! Come on and cum, you fucker," she said and arched her back to drive her ass down on his throbbing cock even harder than before.
"Fucking hell, you know how to fuck with that ass!" he said.
A moment later she felt him drive deep into her ass, claw his fingertips into her bound breasts, and tighten his thighs. She'd had enough men cum in her ass to know that he was ready. His cock pulsed as he shot a load of hot cum deep into her brutalized ass, each pulse ringing up the length of her spine, while tendrils of pain stretched out from her tits. He stroked his cock back and forth a few more times before pulling out and letting her fall to her knees on the cold tile floor.
"You are one awesome fuck! I'll make sure to fuck you again before the day is over. Man, I wish I'd found you at the beginning of the week," he said while tucking his cock back in his pants and walking down the stairs.
"I wasn't like this at the beginning of the week," she mumbled after he'd disappeared around a corner at the bottom of the steps.
She reached up to her swollen tits and began to work the clasps holding one of the leather collars in place loose. They clasp was nearly jammed in place from the tightness, but after a few minutes she managed to get it loose. The rush of blood back into her breast made it throb like a thumb that had just been hit by a hammer. Each pump of her heart sent a dull ache through her entire chest and she still had to remove the collar from the other breast.
"Fuck! Maybe... maybe I should wait a minute. Let this one... settle down," she thought.
She rubbed her free breast with one hand and gently ran the fingers of the other over the still bound one. She was surprised at how much more sensitive her nipple was when her breast was bound. She began to wonder if maybe she should make binding her breasts a part of her normal sex life, outside of the special event weeks, if it was going to be this intense.
"Fuck yeah! strapping yourself into those things?" One of the guys walking down the stairway had stopped to stare at her fondling her breasts and she hadn't noticed him until he spoke. He had light brown hair, stood a little under six feet tall, had blue-green eyes that twinkled, and a dimpled smile. If she'd met him in a class outside of the special event weeks, she would have had a huge crush on him.
"I was-"
"Nice! With tits like those you're perfect for that kind of thing. Here' let me help you with that one," he said.
He took picked the discarded collar up from the floor, pushed back her hand, and started tightening it around her breast again. The feel of the metal clasp locking into place and the trapped blood starting to build pressure in her breast seemed to have also trapped her voice deep in her throat. She wanted to tell him that she'd just taken that collar off and that she'd been about to take the other off as well, but something held her back.
"Perfect. Now they can both stand out proud," he said and gave her tits two light, playful slaps.
"I- uh-" she couldn't find the words to talk to him.
He cocked his head to the right and frowned a little. "Well, maybe almost perfect... the look is missing something."
He stroked the light stubble on his chin for a moment before he looked up the stairs. A blue and white tennis shoe had tumbled off the foot of a young, lithe, redhead that was being assfucked by a fat man at the top of the stairs.
"Just what I needed," he said.
He picked up the shoe, pulled the lace from it, and began looping it between the two collars on her breasts. The light heat from the friction of the rope on her soft flesh seemed amplified by the constricted veins. After a few turns, he tied the rope in a double knotted bow, just as someone would tie any shoelace on a shoe. Her breasts were now pulled close together, the nipples angled slightly towards each other.
"That should keep those tits nicely in place while guys are pulling on your chain here," he said as he pulled a little on the chain attached to the collars, making her back arch and forcing a small moan from her lips.
"Thanks..." she said.
"No problem. Now, why don't you come with me to a slightly nicer place? This floor is a little rough," he said and pulled her up by the shoestring tied between the collars on her breasts.
She followed him down the stairs, through the hallways, and into a small classroom. At first, she thought the room was empty, but then she noticed a small woman curled up on the instructor's desk. Her brown hair was matted with sweat, her skirt was on the floor in tatters, and her blouse was just a few ragged remnants around her chest. Her well used asshole winked open and closed as semen slowly dripped from it and pooled on the hardwood desk under her.
"Miss Wynters just finished her last class for the day, so she won't mind us using her classroom," he said.
He bent Lupe over the desk, pressed her oversensitive tits onto the cold wooden surface, and turned her head so she had to stare at the over-fucked asshole of Miss Wynters. She wondered how many classes of young men had fucked the instructor's ass that day. She imagined that the boys really enjoyed using their teachers to satisfy the needs of their greedy cocks. It was probably a fantasy every young man had, just like every young woman daydreamed about her favorite professor.
He thrust into her ass all at once without warning and even though she'd been fucked in the ass nearly every moment of every day during Surprise Anal Sex Week, the first thrust after a few minutes had passed was always surprising. He pistoned his cock in and out of her ass, while stroking her hard nipples with one hand, and slowly moving her face closer to Miss Wynters' ass with the other. The thick cum on the desk began to soak into her dark hair and was cold under her cheek.
"Kiss her ass, you hot little bitch," he said. He pulled her head up by her raven locks and shoved her face into Miss Wynters' gaping asshole.
Without thinking, Lupe puckered her thick lips and kissed the asshole in front of her loudly. Then again. Again. Again. She lost herself to the rhythm of his cock in her ass, the pain coursing through her from her abused tits and asshole, and the fire from his hand pulling her hair. She only knew to do what she was told and to do it with all that she was.
"Good. Good. Now start licking her ass," he said.
Lupe hesitated for a moment, but a hard thrust of his cock into her ass and his fingertips digging into her breast reminded her to do as she was told. Her tongue darted out, first a few shallow lick and then with his prodding, deeper and longer. Slow laps up the entirety of her ass crack, then long thrusts up her gaping asshole. The bitter taste of her ass was almost completely lost in the salty sweet of the cum dripping from it.
She soon felt his legs tighten and his fingers unclasped from her hair so both hands could grip her tits with all of his strength. He moaned as he came deep in her ass and then slumped over her for a moment while she continued to work her tongue into Miss Wynters' ass, unable to stop herself unless he asked or until he pulled out of her own asshole.
It was a few minutes before Lupe realized that he had left the classroom and she'd been eating Miss Wynters' asshole without anyone in the room to force her. She pushed up from the desk, leaned back down to give Miss Wynters' ass one last gentle kiss, and then slumped down to the floor in front of the desk, wondering if she'd get a chance to remove the collars this time, before another man found her and took advantage of her ass.
