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History. Ironically, it's one of the most boring classes in history, and yet, it's taught at every grade level--even in college, and sometimes the teachers even teach the same information over and over again. For Krystal, the class she was in now was just a repetition of information she already knew. That's what made it so boring, but there was one up side--the teacher. The teacher stood in front of the class pointing his finger at the map of the United States. He was talking about colonization, but Krystal didn't want to listen, and she could think of at least one other way she would prefer to talk about colonization--sex. Her eyes were not on the map either; she was staring at his chest, which was broad and defined. The buttons on his dress shirt seemed to be straining around his frame, and she imagined them popping off to reveal his thick fur underneath. For a history teacher, Dr. Fliear was a very built wolf; she often wondered if she would spot him at the gym when she went, but she never did. In body size, he was a lot taller than her and bigger in every aspect, but that didn't stop her from wanting him.

The beautiful snow leopard sat in her desk with her legs crossed over each other. She always sat in the front, because for one, she was actually very smart and enjoyed learning; two, the desk did very little to hide her thighs when she crossed her legs, and she loved to tease the teacher. As a college student, she had to study a lot to keep her grades up, but she wanted to have some fun too. She had gone to several parties and met a lot of boys, but she could never find one that really turned her on like Dr. Fliear. She thought it was because she wasn't allowed to have him; that usually made any man a little more interesting. He wasn't married as far as she knew, but he was a teacher, and teacher-student relationships were usually viewed as bad things.

Krystal looked around the room to the students beside her. One rabbit was looking down at his desk with his hand on his cheek. He was pretending not to be asleep, but it was obvious that he was about to fall over. There was another girl sitting to her left. She was a cute raccoon, but she had her head down, frantically scribbling down every word that was coming out of the teacher's mouth. Apparently, she needed an A in the class. Krystal looked back at Dr. Fliear and tilted her head down a bit. She bit her bottom lip to make it turn a darker red as it filled with blood, and she slipped her finger up to rub the neckline of her blouse. One bad thing about the college she went to was that the university required uniforms. For girls, it was a long skirt that typically went down to their knees, and a white button-up blouse that was short sleeved. However, Krystal had made a few modifications to her uniform. Modifications to the university uniform was usually not allowed, but since she was one of the top students at the college, she got away with a few things that other students could not. She had cut the skirt to make it several inches shorter, and after she cut the fabric, she sewed the hem line back to make it look like nothing had ever happened. Even though she toyed with the skirt, she left the blouse alone, but she made sure to keep it unbuttoned to show off her perky chest.

Her legs were crossed, right over left, making her skirt rise up to the top of her thighs, and she smirked a bit when she caught his eyes locked on her long legs. Slowly, she moved the edge of her blouse to the side to let him see more, and she noticed that he started stuttering and messing up his words a bit. Krystal was sure the raccoon beside her scribbled that down too.

The black wolf looked up at the clock, and he smiled at the class.

"It looks like we're out of time today. I'll see you all again Wednesday for class, and please, start on your papers early. You don't want to be that student who has to stay up all night to write a twelve page paper."

The students all started to pile out of the class, but Krystal stayed behind. She stayed in her desk until all the students were gone, and then, she walked over to his desk, putting her hands on the top. Her large tail began swaying behind her in the air and a soft purr rolled out of her throat. Dr. Fliear looked at her with a soft blush on his cheeks.

"Krystal did you have a question?"

Krystal smirked as she sat on his desk and nodded. The skirt she was wearing came up to the top of her thigh, and she caught him staring at the hem line again.

"I did have a question. I wanted to know if you would give me an opportunity for extra credit."

She made sure to put a lot of emphasis on the last two words of her sentence. Maybe, he would catch the hint of what she wanted, but Dr. Fliear only looked back at her with a questioning look on his face.

"You're a straight A student. Why would you need extra credit?"

He was pretending not to know what she was talking about, but there was a certain gleam in his eyes that gave him away. He knew exactly what she was talking about. Walking over to the door, she flipped the lock to make sure no one would walk in, and she started swaying her tail behind her as she walked back to him. He was staring at her with wide eyes as if he was a deer in headlights; his hands were fidgeting with his pants pockets as she stepped closer. They were trying to grab something--anything--to steady them.

"Krystal I--"

Krystal put her finger to his lips and purred for him, and without saying another word, she pressed her body to his so that their hips were lined perfectly. There was already a large bulge forming against her, and she bit her bottom lip in anticipation of what was to come. Her fingers walked up his dress shirt until they reached the top button, and she pulled it apart to reveal the soft fur underneath. After the first button was undone, she slowly started unbuttoning the rest.

"Krystal you need to stop. We can't do this."

He was telling her to stop, but he wasn't making a real attempt to move away from her. Leaning in closer, she rubbed her nose in the tuff of fur right between his pecks. There was a certain scent of male musk and mint body wash, and it made her mouth water and her lower lips ache. She moved her hand down to take his, and she slowly moved his paw to rest on top of her breast.

"You're telling me you don't want me?"

A smirk crossed over Krystal's face as she unbuttoned her own shirt right in front of him. After the buttons were undone, she let her blouse hang open to show her sapphire push up bra, and she rubbed his fingers over her cleavage in slow, sensual circles. He was staring at her now, and since she had a large chest, small waist, and wide child-bearing hips, her figure resembled a perfect hour glass. One thing all men loved in a female.

Dr. Fliear was so tall that she had to slip up on her tip toes to kiss him. Her soft lips pressed to his, and they kissed passionately for more than a minute. Krystal was afraid he was going to pull away, but she gasped as his arms wrapped around her waist to pull her closer. He began kissing her deeper, and there was a certain hunger that was starting to grow in his kisses. The hunger made her moan for him, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. It seemed that the shyness he was showing before was completely gone, and it had been replaced with a lustful, dominant male.

Krystal pushed against his chest, making him fall back into his seat to sit down, and she got down onto her knees in front of him. The hard tile felt uncomfortable and cold under her knees, but she didn't care. She had been dreaming of this moment for months. His natural musk was already starting to fill her nose, and she wanted to get closer to it. The only thing stopping her was his pants. They had to go! Her paws unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down to his ankles with haste. She was still getting his shoes and jeans off when she would see him eagerly pull his briefs down.

"Eager are we Dr. Fliear? Can I call you Duke?" Krystal asked in a seductive tone.

"No, I don't want you to use my first name. You'll call me Sir." He said with a stern voice as he looked down at her. His hard member was throbbing right in front of her face, and she slowly moved closer to give the head a soft kiss.

"Yes Sir."

Duke shivered from the kiss. He had been so busy with work lately that he had not been with a woman in at least a month. He was pent up, and Krystal could tell by the musk from his cock that he would cum hard for her.

Leaning forward, she kissed the head once more before moving her lips down his shaft. She left a trail of soft, warm kisses down his shaft, and she slowly kissed her way back up before slipping the head in-between her thick lips. Her ears twitched as she heard him moan for her, and her lips went all the way down his shaft until her nose rubbed his stomach. He was all the way inside her mouth as she started to suck, and he growled a bit in pleasure.

"This is just what I needed! Oh, suck harder."

Krystal did as she was told and started to suck harder, using her tongue to rub against his shaft. Most felines had a very rough tongue, and their tongue would sometimes tug a male's shaft when they tried to give head, but Krystal's tongue was dulled. Duke moaned loudly as she licked over his shaft and sucked on his entire member. On some nights, she spent hours licking one of her toys to practice sucking and to dull her tongue. To Duke, it felt like hundreds of beads rolling over his shaft at the same time, and it felt so good that Krystal could feel his legs twitching a bit.

She was sucking as hard as she could and bobbing her head up and down on his shaft. Soon, she felt his large paw grip a handful of her long, black hair, and she gasped around his cock making her gag a bit on his shaft as it went a little too deep into her throat.

"Get your ass up on my desk. Now." His voice was hard--demanding.

A soft blush came over Krystal's cheeks as he commanded her in such a stern manner, but she did as she was told. Standing up, she walked to his desk and sat on top of it. It was a very sturdy desk, and as she moved back, she could hear the papers under her crumpling. There was a creak of his chair as he stood up, and he moved in front of her. Reached out his paw, he gripped her throat lightly. The grip wasn't extremely tight, but it had enough power in his grip to make her moan for him. Holding her throat, he leaned in and got close to her ear.

"Take your panties off and put them into my desk drawer. Then, Spread your legs wide. I want to see that pussy."

Krystal's heart began to race, but again, she did as she was told. Her paws slid under her small skirt, and she slowly slid the lace underwear down her thighs. The feeling of the lace sliding over her thighs made her shiver as she looked up at the bright blue and hungry eyes of the wolf in front of her. Once her panties were off, she reached over and pulled one of his drawers out before slipping the lace heap on top of his lesson plans. Before she could even turn back to face him, he gripped her knees and pushed her legs apart as wide as he could. A soft gasp left her mouth, and her lower lips became even more wet as they knew they were exposed. As she laid her head back onto the desk, she let out a soft moan from the feeling of his fingers tracing her lower lips.

"Why are you so wet for me?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

All he had to do was rub his fingers across her lips, and he could pull them back soaking wet. It was extremely sexy to him, because a lot of girls did not become that aroused. As she opened her mouth to answer, he pushed two of his fingers into her tight folds. He pushed them deep and hard to make her gasp, and he could see her paws grip the sides of his desk. His fingers moved inside her, and she could feel them rubbing her walls and pressing against her g-spot.

"Pull your skirt all the way up and spread your legs wider. I want to make you cum for me with just my fingers."

"Yes Sir." She said in an innocent voice.

With her paws shaking a bit, she reached down to her skirt to pull it up completely and spread her legs as wide as she could. The soft fabric of her skirt was resting on her stomach now, and she looked up into his eyes once more. He curved his smile into a smirk, and he began moving his fingers faster inside her lower lips. He was pumping them back and forth, making her juices drip down onto his desk to cover the papers below. As he got harder with his fingering, She began to moan loudly for him, and her lower lips tightened around his fingers. When he curled his fingers up against her g-spot and kept thrusting, she lost it. Arching her back in pleasure, she let out a loud moan of bliss and came for him, covering the papers and quizzes on his desk with her sweet juices.

Duke pulled his fingers out of her lower lips with a soft wet sound before he brought his fingers up to his lips and licked them clean. Her juices were sweet and spiced with female pheromones--delicious. Maybe, if they did this again, he would have to bend her over his desk and eat her out, but that would be another time. Right now, he wanted her pussy for himself. Stepping forward in-between her legs, he put his hands on her knees and pushed her legs as far apart as he could for the second time. He pulled her forward by her knees so that her hips were barely hanging off the edge of his desk; The head of his cock pressed to her lower lips, spreading them slightly. Leaning over her, he kissed her deeply and pushed in hard until he hit her cervix and made her arch her back in pleasure. The kiss was definitely to muffle her loud initial moan. For Krystal, it was like waves of sensation rolling through her body, tickling every nerve to make her shiver. She had been with only one other male before, and he was not as big as the black wolf, and as a result, she had never felt sensation like Duke was making her feel.

She could feel him thrusting into her as the head of his cock hit her cervix over and over again. The rippling sensation from his thrusts made her toes curl, and she began to moan loudly for him. Krystal panting softly now, and Duke leaned down to growl at her. The sound came from deep in his chest; it was a sound of pure dominance, and it made her skin tingle and her nipples perk up below the fabric of her bra. His teeth locked on the small piece of cloth that connected both cups of her bra, and he bit down hard. The cloth snapped in two, and her large breasts were exposed for him. Since her nipples were already hard, he didn't waste any time in sucking one into his mouth.

She could feel his sac hitting against the bottom of her lower lips, and as he kept thrusting, she started to feel something stretching her lower lips out even more. After a few seconds, she realized that his knot was growing for her, and she gasped as it started to pop in and out of her. Soon, it became too big to even fit inside of her, and Duke growled out in pleasure.

Krystal's legs were shaking, and she knew it was time for her to cum. She wouldn't be able to hold it much longer.

"Please, Cum for me! Let me have your knot!"

Krystal moaned the words out as well as she could, but it was hard to talk with how hard he was taking her. The breath kept getting knocked out of her chest, and all of her breath that was left was being used to moan for him. As she neared her climax, her toes curled in pleasure, and before she could say or do anything else, his teeth sank into her neck. She let out a loud squeal as he gave her a mating bite, and he pushed in one last time. His knot popped inside her lower lips with a soft, wet noise and she gasped in bliss from the stretching sensation of her walls. That was when she felt her walls also contracting. She arched her back as she came hard for him, feeling her walls grip his hard cock inside of her. As she was climaxing, she felt hot ropes of his cum flood into her womb.

It took him at least two minutes to stop cumming inside of her, and she could see her stomach was a bit puffy from how much he had released. Slowly, he pulled his teeth out of her neck, and he licked the small beads of blood off of her neck fur. She knew there would be scars on her neck now, but she really didn't care. She wanted to remember this day forever.

"That's a wonderful pussy you have there sweetheart, and an amazing mouth as well."

He said as he was tied inside of her.

"That's just two of three."

Leaning down, Duke nipped at her left nipple, biting down a bit harder than he usually would have, and he began to suck. She let out a loud gasp and began to wiggle against him, but he would not come off. Once he finally pulled up, he licked his lips and smirked at her.

"Did you know that your nipples can get hickeys just like your neck?"

Krystal shook her head no.

"Take a look for yourself."

Krystal looked down at her breasts, and she could see the tiny little red spots forming along with the soft blue tint of a hickey just above her nipple. The little red dots were also forming directly on the nipple as well.

"Wow, how mean."

She said with a bit of a giggle in her words.

They laid there together until his knot shrank down, and once he was able to pull out of her pussy, he gave her a soft and passionate kiss. It was obvious that she would have to do the walk of shame back to her dorm room. He had her panties in his desk drawer, and he had snapped her bra in half with her teeth. Removing the torn bra, she pushed it into her purse and buttoned her blouse back up. The white fabric pressed to her bare breasts letting her nipples show, and as she began to walk towards the door, she could feel a hint of wetness on her lower lips. It was most likely his hot cum, because it was still warm.

"Come to my office at three tomorrow after your classes. That ass is mine."

A soft smile came over Krystal's lips as she nodded.

"Of course Sir."

Shaking his head no, Duke replied, his mouth curving into a mischievous grin. "Call me master."

"Yes Master."

Krystal said before she walked to the door. She turned the bolt on the door and looked back at Duke once more. He was still watching her, his eyes on her tail as she had her back to him. Slowly, she walked out of the classroom, thinking about tomorrow with his cum coating the fur on her thighs.