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"Are you ready for this, Mrs. Honey?" Professor Vanessa Barnes asked, with barely concealed excitement.

"Y'all know I just come off a double-overtime shift, right?" warned Mrs. Maxine Honey, the middle-aged chief custodian at Urban University. "Didn't have time to shower or even change, so I'm pretty sweaty an' maybe a bit stinky. Just sayin'."

"That will serve as a fine lesson to this little cheater, as to what honest hard work really means!" replied the Professor. "And stinky means kinky! Doesn't it get you hot just thinking about this naughty little boy being forced to orally service your body?"

"Yeah...it does...and believe it or not, I get real horny after a long day's work!"

The statuesque, thick, amply endowed forty-four-year-old Black lady custodian resembled the buxom actress Niecy Nash, except that she was taller, and even curvier. She broke into a lewd smile as she gazed down at twenty-year-old Donald "Skip" Richardson, a frightened White university student who was tied down, face up and nearly naked, atop a wide, padded examination table.

Skip was patrician in appearance: slim, well-groomed, blonde, blue-eyed, and baby-faced. His legs were spread partway and his ankles were restrained by leather straps. An elastic strap around his lean, hairless chest held him in place. Only his arms were left unbound, so that his hands could be put to service as needed, along with his mouth and tongue.

An impressive erection—the result of an experimental male-enhancement pill the Professor had compelled him to swallow a little earlier—was already tenting the front panel of his grey cotton boxer briefs, the only item of clothing he had on. Though he was lean and slight of frame, the college boy was clearly well-endowed down below.

"Well what are you waiting for, dear?" the Professor asked Maxine. "Show him what you've got in store for him!"

"Roger that!" Maxine began peeling her work uniform off her plush, nearly six-foot-tall body—kicking off her shoes, pulling off her socks, and dropping her baggy khaki trousers, to reveal lime-green panties that clung to her broad curvy booty and rode up into the hot, humid crack between her sizable butt cheeks. Then off came her uniform shirt, revealing two enormous dark-umber breasts barely restrained by a formidable lime-green brassiere. She had solid, broad shoulders, and strong arms with colorful, flowery tattoos on each of her biceps.

Her middle-aged belly pooched a little, and there was a hint of sag in her otherwise magnificent ass, but she was in excellent shape overall. Her skin, the color of strong dark coffee, was unblemished and smooth. You could tell Maxine had been a real beauty in her younger days, and even in middle age she was still hot. By any standards of female sexual attractiveness, she qualified as a MILF—though a large one.

"You're a big girl, aren't you, Mrs. Honey?" asked Professor Vanessa rhetorically. "Our poor skinny little slave boy might not survive the night underneath you! Well...there are worse ways to go, right? Perhaps you'd like to begin by having our young slut slave worship your beautiful big breasts?"

"Sounds good!" With her strong arms, Maxine effortlessly boosted her thick body up onto the exam table, and got on all fours directly above the prone Skip. She looked down teasingly into his worried eyes and pressed her pantied crotch against his firm boner. The erotic sensation caused them both to close their eyes and moan at the same time—the older woman in anticipation, and the college boy in frustration.

Then Maxine pressed her pillowy lips against his. She knew how to kiss, and in spite of his nervousness and fear, Skip actually enjoyed it—until Maxine broke the spell by pushing her whole tongue into his mouth, signaling her intended sexual conquest of his young male body.

Then she slid her own body forward, bringing her big, dusky boobs directly above the young man's face. They were still restrained within her strong brassiere, but they looked as if they could burst the cups at any moment. Maxine brushed them across the tip of Skip's nose. A lusty scent emanated from her hot, damp cleavage.

"Take my bra off, white boy," the imposing lady commanded.

Skip hesitated.

"Do it!" ordered Professor Vanessa.

If he didn't do what the Professor told him to, he'd fail her class. If he failed her class, he'd lose his scholarship. So Skip shakily stretched both of his arms around Maxine's broad brown back, causing the older woman to murmur her approval. But he fumbled with the double-strength clasps of her bra strap. He'd wiggle one open, only to have it catch again as he worked on the other. Maxine rolled her eyes—and finally pushed Skip's arms away and reached around her back to finish the job herself.

She reared up for a moment to let the the unclasped triple-D cups slip down off her front—as her magnificently plump, round, ebony breasts, each of them bigger than Skip's entire face, swung free. They gleamed with sweet, salty work-sweat. Her areolae were purplish-black and seemed as wide as saucers, and her already stiff nipples protruded out a good half-inch or more from each.

Professor Vanessa leaned forward in her seat to watch the breast worship play out. The Professor was also an attractive middle-aged Black woman, but more of a Halle Berry type with a perfect hourglass figure and long legs, dressed in a tight top, short skirt, and stiletto heels.

With a soft plop, Maxine pancaked her upper body down onto Skip, engulfing his head in her steamy voluptuous ebony flesh. She wriggled the sweaty brown boobs in his face as he moaned softly from fear—and from lust. His erect but unattended cock jolted in the prison of his boxer briefs.

"Suck my titty!" Maxine commanded him, grabbing her right breast and pushing her fat, purplish nipple against the young man's pursed lips. Without further bidding he opened them—and not only the nipple but an ample portion of the imposing woman's fleshy tit invaded his mouth.

As Skip drew his lips together and began to suck loudly on Maxine's impressively large boob, he tasted her salt and her skin, and could feel the coarse nipple swell even stiffer and longer inside his mouth.

Maxine drew a sharp breath through her teeth and threw her head back with immediate delight.

"Ooohh damn—that's nice! SUCK it! Suck it HARDER, baby!" she exclaimed, pumping her ebony tit again and again into Skip's face, fucking his mouth with her steely nipple. After a few minutes of this, she withdrew the saliva-slick right breast and immediately jammed the left one into the White youth's mouth for the same forceful treatment.

"I think he enjoys nursing on your generous tits, my dear," observed the Professor. "But then again, who wouldn't?"

Maxine's big body was firing up in full female arousal. As she continued to bob up and down on Skip's mouth—sighing and moaning as the young man groaned under her fleshy onslaught—she could feel the heat rising at her southerly end.

"I'm really startin' to juice up, you know, down there, Professor Vanessa," she said.

"I can see that! Your panties are already starting to soak through! So why not sit your no-doubt very fragrant pussy on this little male slut's face and get him started on orally pleasuring you—first through those wonderfully wet panties, and later more directly?"

The severe academic woman grinned in satisfaction as the mature working woman slid herself farther forward over the college boy's tied-down body. Maxine brought her meaty thighs together to scissor both sides of his head, holding it firmly face-up toward her groin.

"Time to go downtown baby," she taunted him.

The slim White college boy looked helplessly up at the damp crotch of the middle-aged Black woman's lime-green panties, now positioned directly over his face. The outer lips of her pussy were already swollen and pressed against the cloth, so that their shape was clearly visible to Skip. The wet vee of cotton that covered them was thickly saturated with all of the voluptuous lady's most intimate scents: work-sweat and a sharp tang of pee, together with a penetrating, creamy musk of female sexual arousal seeping from her aroused vulva. Wiry black pubic hairs, already glistening with her pussy juices, curled out from the sides.

The raunchy odors of Maxine's lady parts cascaded down like an invisible fog over Skip's nose and mouth.

"I've had these panties on for about twelve hours now," she mentioned casually while looking into Skip's nervous eyes. "I'm sure they're plenty full of me."

"Ha!—very good—now sit on his face!" said Professor Vanessa delightedly. "Let him soak in your femininity for a while...before you remove your panties and make him use his mouth and tongue to pleasure you directly, front and back!"

"N-no...don't..." pleaded Skip, frightened by the Professor's sexually explicit threats—and fearful of being smothered beneath the overheated, sweaty body of an aggressively horny lady who was bigger and heavier than he was, not to mention the same age as his own mother!

"You brought this on yourself, son," Professor Vanessa retorted. "You said you'd do anything to pass your Women's Studies class after you were caught cheating. Anything, you said! And I'd say this penalty fits the offense very well!"

"C'mon baby, be a man about it," Maxine urged as she lowered her crotch toward Skip's trapped face. "Imma teach you how to make a lady really happy."

Just before the Black woman's sopping panty crotch made contact with Skip's boyish features—with her juicy lady-lips no more than a hair's breadth and the thickness of a cotton panel away from his mouth—she paused.

"Kiss the pussy," she told him.

Again, Skip hesitated.

"You heard Mrs. Honey, slave boy!" scolded the Professor. "Kiss her pussy!"

With no alternative, he pursed his lips and gave the curvy woman's wet panty crotch a fastidious little peck.

"Aww c'mon, you can do better than that, baby," Maxine pouted. "Pretend it's your girlfriend's mouth—gimme some tongue!"

Skip shuddered and pressed his mouth harder against the lady janitor's crotch. His tongue reluctantly slipped out and slowly ran along the steamy furrow between Maxine's puffy labia. He got his first salty, slimy taste of her feminine juices.

At the touch of his tongue, Maxine gasped in pleasure—and dropped her body down onto him, to take even more pleasure! As the Black woman's groin made full contact with Skip's boyish face, her panty-covered, swollen pussy lips made a soft squishing noise as they spread out over his nose and mouth.

"Ohhhhh...YEAHH!" moaned Maxine as she grazed Skip's nose against her clitoris, which was starting to throb and tingle and swell to the thickness of her pinky finger.

"MMMMFFF!" came the young man's muffled cry—as the aroused, freely perspiring ebony MILF laid the full weight of her curvy backside onto his trapped face.

"Yes!" gloated Professor Vanessa. "Smother him with that big beautiful body!"

Skip's nose was forced between Maxine's meaty labia into her oven-hot pussy. The plentiful feminine secretions now oozing through the crotch of her panties made them stick to his face as if glued there. Through the sopping cotton fabric he could feel Maxine's pulsing clit, and the wiry roughness of her coarse natural bush.

Professor Vanessa leaned forward and looked to ensure that the White college student's face was fully imprisoned between the Black lady janitor's thick thighs, and pressed into her groin.

"Now—SMELL her!" she commanded Skip. "Bury your nose in her, boy! I want to hear you sniffing DEEP inside Mrs. Honey's vagina!"

"Yeah—get that nose all up in my pussy!" added Maxine. "Right through my dirty panties! And look at me—you look into my eyes while you're doin' it!" She leaned forward over her big bust to eyeball her young slave's face.

Skip looked meekly up into the big woman's demanding brown eyes as he took a long, deep sniff of Maxine's lady parts. The funky, musty, powerfully female odors of her unwashed sex made his head swim. He moaned, and by reflex tried to twist his head to one side—but Maxine clenched her strong thigh muscles and forced her crotch more firmly against his face.

"Oh no you don't, son!"

In spite of Skip's distress, his d**g-enhanced horniness was clearly being affected by Maxine's overpowering female musk, thick with strong fuck-me-now pheromones. His erect cock swelled taller and thicker, and it spasmed and bobbed to the beat of his racing pulse, stabbing out desperately against the restraining fabric of his boxer briefs, betraying his slavish lust.

Professor Vanessa saw this and laughed out loud. "He may be moaning under there, but it's quite clear the little bitch likes what you're doing to him, Mrs. Honey!"

"MMMMFF!" groaned Skip, imprisoned between Maxine's thick thighs.

"You keep sniffing Mrs. Honey's pussy, slut boy!" commanded the Professor. "Push your nose deeper into her—DEEPER!"

Skip submissively complied, drawing in an even bigger whiff and moaning again. He continued to gaze up into the lady janitor's eyes, watching them glaze over as the stimulation from his nose sent sparks of sexual pleasure through her body. He could smell nothing other than Maxine's funky-female odors, as she forcefully rubbed her wet pantied crotch over his face, erotically riding it from her oily pussy lips to her sweaty ass crack and back again.

And even as the White college boy, tied to the table, took his first dose of femdom sexual abuse from the older Black woman, his ignored but hugely erect cock kept on throbbing under his briefs, as his balls swelled with spunk and ached for release.

"Ohh fuck ohhhh FUCK!" Maxine growled. "His nose feels SOOO GOOD in there even through my panties!"

"Excellent," Professor Vanessa triumphantly crowed, then teased Skip: "And now you know what a real woman smells like, son! Nothing like those perfumed plastic sorority Barbie dolls you frat boys are all used to—is it?"

Skip moaned again, while Maxine's eyes flickered and her whole body shook with pleasure.

"Fuck his nose, Mrs. Honey!" urged the Professor. "Fuck it hard! Put all your weight into it!"

Maxine pumped her swampy mature pussy ever more forcefully into the young man's nose and mouth, feeling lightning bolts of sexual delight as Skip was forced to take even deeper sniffs of her musky sex through the ooze-drenched crotch of her dirty lime-green panties.

"Ohh!—sweet Jeezus YES!—YES!" the big-bodied ebony woman cried out as she full-out fucked the slave-boy's face. "That feels—so GOOD! OHHHH!"

"Go ahead and come on the little slut's nose if you want, Mrs. Honey," Professor Vanessa encouraged. "Nothing wrong with a little appetizer before the banquet begins!"

Maxine growled as she used her powerful leg and buttock muscles to increase the ferocity of her groin thrusts into Skip's face—making the solid examination table rock and bounce beneath their conjoined bodies. If not for the fat, slippery, swollen pussy lips that cushioned the force of each thunderous lusty downstroke, Maxine's aggressive face-**** might have broken the youth's nose!

"UHHNN!—UHHNN!—UHNNN!!" the voluptuous and thick lady chanted, in time to her violent erotic thrusts. Her huge brown tits swung forward and back as she noisily pumped her sopping crotch harder and harder against the college boy's trapped nose and mouth.

This went on for several minutes; Maxine's big ebony ass cheeks flexed and bounced as the hefty voluptuous Black MILF face-fucked the bound skinny White college boy, hungering for the sweet wet spasms of her first orgasm of the night. As her pleasure increased, she let more and more of her ample body weight onto his face, forcing his nose and lips deeper and deeper into her redolent, swollen, pantied pussy.

"Daayum—I'm so close, I'm SO CLOSE!" she cried as she pounded the youth's face.

But even though Maxine's body hovered on the fringe of ecstasy, with her pussy throbbing and oozing hot pungent female juices, the stimulation from Skip's nose through her now fully soaked panties still wasn't quite enough to finish her off.

For that, she knew she'd have to remove her panties and ride the boy's face bareback, with his tongue thrust full-length into her pussy and his mouth sucking on her big swollen clit!

Taking a momentary breather, the lady janitor sprawled, resting her thick sweaty body atop the prone young man while her heartbeat gradually slowed. In this position his entire head was all but engulfed in her thick thighs and curvy booty. Her glistening dark-chocolate flesh contrasted with the pale-white skin of his outstretched form. It felt good to Maxine to lightly rub her sopping groin against Skip's face for a few more moments.

Then—when she was fully ready for the next act—she got up off him.

Dazed, his face already slick with Maxine's sweat and pussy juices, he gazed helplessly at the curvy dusky woman as she peeled her now-sodden lime-green panties down over her thighs and turned them inside out. She grinned, bent over him, and wiped the juicy cotton vee of the panties off on the college boy's face—reinforcing her strong scent in his nostrils and her tang on his lips—before dropping them to the floor.

Skip's d**g-enhanced erection kept straining and bouncing inside his boxer shorts, making both dominatrixes laugh.

"You really like the taste and smell of my dirty pussy—dontcha baby?" Maxine said with a deep laugh. "Well, you're gonna get a LOT more of that!"

"Use him any way you wish, my dear," said Professor Vanessa, looking on from behind her desk. "In this room, nothing is off limits—no sexual act can be considered too dirty or too kinky for a male slut to perform on a woman who wants it!"

In a flash, Maxine was upright on her knees on the table, spread-legged directly over Skip, giving him his first close look at the naked, ravenous sex between her thick ebony thighs. It both intimidated and aroused him. Her pubic thatch was all natural: midnight-black, curly, thick in her crotch—and gleaming wet. Her outer labia were dark purple-brown in color, and big—they hung down almost an inch below her bush. Her inner labia were deep pink, swollen, and gleaming with juices. And her clit was engorged and stiff, protruding from its hood and pointed straight at Skip's mouth. The musky odor of her arousal was stronger than ever.

The big woman winked at him—then as he looked on from beneath her, she tensed her strong, limber groin muscles to make the inner folds of her pussy purse together with a wet smack—a nether mouth demanding to be kissed and pleasured.

"This fat pussy might just eat you all up, baby," she said, only partly in jest. "Okay, now stick your tongue straight out, white boy—far as you can stick it. Imma sit on it."

Skip pleaded, "No—please—I could suffocate in all that—"

Maxine cut his pleading off by reaching back to clamp a strong hand on his groin and squeeze his painfully erect cock—hard!

"Owww!" wailed Skip, as the two dominant women laughed.

"I said stick that tongue OUT, son," Maxine coolly repeated, and squeezed a little harder. "Far as you can!"

"OWW!—Hey!—Okay, okay!" The college boy abandoned the last pretense of resisting the older woman's lust-fueled commands—he extended his tongue straight up, and awaited the inevitable messy face-fucking.

"That's a good boy," Maxine murmured.

"Take him, Mrs. Honey!" urged Professor Vanessa.

Maxine lowered herself onto Skip in the forward cowgirl position, pushing his nose between her dangling, meaty outer labia and impaling her hot, wet, aromatic cunt directly on his extended tongue. The walls of her vagina fluttered against his tongue as it slipped inside her. Only Skip's gaping eyes and the top of his head were visible as Maxine buried the rest of his face deep inside her hairy, sweaty groin, and settled her thick curvy body down on him with a juicy squishing sound.

"Is he licking you?" the Professor asked.

"Ohhh yeah!" replied Maxine, as she rubbed her swollen pussy over the young slave's face, painting it with a fresh coat of her sex fluids. "His tongue's goin' soooo deep inside me!"

"I'll bet it feels wonderful—" observed the Professor, "for you, at least, Mrs. Honey! Our little slave boy is looking a bit flushed of face down beneath you there."

"MMMFFFF!" Skip groaned, his mouth full of pussy.

Maxine lifted herself up for a moment to leer at the youth's ruddy, gasping, ooze-covered face before she let her weight back down onto him.

"Yeah—heh, heh—he's sure red-faced and wet—but not as wet as he's gonna get when I nut on his face! 'Cause you know, I always squirt a ton when I cum—maybe imma drown this skinny little white boy!"

The Professor clapped her hands together in delight.

"You're a squirter, Mrs. Honey?"

"Yeah—big-time!"

"Have you ever squirted directly into a male's mouth?"

"No—never. Woulda liked to, but my ex never would let me."

"Well that's about to change!" proclaimed the Professor. "We all know the sensations of a man's climax are made more intense by the feeling of leaving a bit of himself inside of his partner when he ejaculates his seed deep inside her vagina. So—isn't it only fair that a woman can enjoy the similar pleasure of discharging the proceeds of her own lust into a slave male's mouth?"

"Ohhh yeahhh! For sure I wanna cum in his mouth!"

Maxine's womanly body dirty-danced atop the college boy's face, as she went back and forth between the equally pleasurable sensations of taking his outstretched tongue deep into the slick folds of her steamy pink pussy, and pumping her meaty clit between the youth's slavishly sucking lips. She moaned and cupped both of her heavy boobs in her hands, pinching the fat erect nipples.

"Get ready, slut," Professor Vanessa admonished Skip as Maxine fucked his face wetly and noisily. "You're about to learn that a squirting woman is capable of ejaculating a much greater volume of fluid than any male can! When Mrs. Honey cums, you'd better have your mouth wide-open to swallow every drop, no matter how much she squirts into you!"

"Sometimes...uhhh...I gotta let loose...ohhh!...a little pee too...if I...uhnnn!...cum really hard," Maxine panted as she ground herself over the young man's nose, mouth, and tongue.

"Well don't hold anything back," replied the Professor with an evil smile. "He can swallow that too."

"Nnnoooo..." Skip moaned in feeble protest, from deep between Maxine's thighs. He was actually rather inexperienced in sex, and none of his few previous partners had squirted—let alone pissed—in his mouth before! The voluptuous middle-aged Black lady was already oozing plenty of salty sweat and pussy slime onto his trapped face, as her increasingly forceful thrusts showed she was nearing an explosive climax!

"OHHHH goddamn, baby," she swore lustily, "your tongue's so deep in my DIRTY PUSSY—it feels so good!—OHHH imma bust a NUT on you so fucking hard!"

"Yessss," hissed Professor Vanessa excitedly. "You go girl! Cream all over this naughty slut-boy's face! DO it, Mrs. Honey! Fill his mouth with your squirt and—heh, heh!—your piss too! Do it NOW!"

The Professor's encouraging dirty talk gave the sexually overcharged lady janitor the final little push she needed to go fully over the edge in sweet bodily release! Maxine's face contorted, and her thick brown thighs tightened around Skip's head.

"OHHHHHH sweet Jeezus YES! Gonna CUM!—imma cum NOW! OHHHHH!"

She seized the back of the white college boy's head with her big hands, pulling his face deeper into her, and firmly covering his open mouth with her hot, throbbing vulva—just as her floodgates opened!

"UNNGHH!—YESSSS!—I'm CUMMING SO HARD right in your MOUTH, motherfucker!" the big woman screamed at Skip.

"Yessss! Make the slut swallow it all!" the Professor encouraged.

Forty-four-year-old Mrs. Honey lost all bodily control and came—and CAME!—more intensely and pleasurably than she'd ever cum before—into the twenty-year-old slave's face. Erotic spasms seized her so strongly that her broad muscular back arched backward and shook, and her head was thrown back, as she let loose a shrill war-cry of sexual conquest that bounced off the walls of the Professor's soundproofed laboratory.

"OHHHH!—UNGHH!—OHHH YESSSSS!—OHHHH FUCK YESSS!"

The curvy mature working woman humped and smothered the prone youth's face all the way through a chain of gushing orgasms that went on and on! Her hands kept his face pinned deep in her hairy crotch, as her strong buttock and abdominal muscles clenched—again and again—triggering full-body spasms of mind-blowing female sexual pleasure, as Maxine pumped squirt after squirt after ample squirt of gooey, gamy lady-cum—mixed with a steady trickle of her aromatic yellow-gold pee, too, exactly as she'd promised—directly from her pussy into the open mouth of the young college boy tied down beneath her.

As sparks danced in front of her eyes and her entire body rang in ecstasy, Maxine knew that the Professor was right—it was EXTRA hot to cum right into this helpless young man's mouth!

Down below, pinned between Maxine's bulky thighs, Skip groaned and writhed as her raunchy juices sprayed into his mouth! And her big buxom body kept right on bouncing and spasming and squirting on top of him!

"SWALLOW HER SQUIRT!" Professor Vanessa thundered again—and Skip did. The young man really had no choice but to guzzle all of the older woman's copious bodily fluids—either that, or he'd drown in them!

"UNNGH!—UNNGH!—JEEZUS CHRIST this feels SOOOO FUCKING GOOD!"

The large lady's steamy, creamy climaxes went on and on, far longer and much juicier than any of them—even the Professor—had anticipated!

Somehow, young Skip was able to keep swallowing the cascade of hot woman-cum and piss as fast as Maxine's pleasurably pulsing pussy pumped it out. But even as he drank it down, the pungent orgasmic ooze coated his tongue, his teeth, and the roof of his mouth—clinging there and overriding all of his senses with its musky, salty-sour tang.

"OHHHhhhh..." sighed Maxine as her barrage of explosive orgasms finally subsided.

The ebony MILF slowly slid her thick voluptuous body off of Skip's reddened, cum-drenched, pussy-whipped face. As she stretched out alongside him on the exam table, a few gleaming, snot-like threads of her sticky lady-cum still trailed from her bushy vulva back to the young man's mouth and nose.

The lady janitor lay dreamily on her side next to the college boy, resting a bit from her exertion, enjoying the post-orgasmic warmth coursing through her body.

While Skip lay there dazed, his face slick with Maxine's spendings and smelling of her predatory pussy, tugging a few wiry black pubes out of his teeth with trembling hands. The earthy tastes of his mature mistress's cum and pee lingered in his mouth, and his belly felt full of her squirt. His hugely stiff, still unrelieved erection trembled in his now-sweaty boxer shorts.

"Now that was daaaaamn good," Maxine said to the Professor, as if Skip were nothing but a pleasure machine.

"Splendid! Who'd have imagined that he would perform that much better between an older woman's thighs than between the pages of his textbook?"

"Well," Maxine added with a naughty grin, "how d'you think he'll do between an older woman's butt cheeks?"

"Only one way to find out!" the Professor replied excitedly.

Maxine shifted her body to look down into Skip's even more worried blue eyes.

"Baby, I've been getting' my pussy eaten since long before you were born, but nobody's ever done me that good! You got dope tongue skills, son! So imma see if you're just as good eatin' out my asshole!"

"No, not that..." Skip weakly protested—but the women ignored his pleas.

"I was really hoping you'd also want to try anilingus, Mrs. Honey."

"But I might need a little help gettin' him in deep enough."

The Professor rose and returned to the examination table, while Maxine rolled over and straddled the bound young man in reverse cowgirl fashion. As the lady janitor teasingly lowered her formidable brownish-black bubble booty toward Skip's face, the Professor slid her hand under the back of his juice-soaked head and lifted it up, to meet Maxine's hefty butt halfway.

Her ass was dense, wide, spectacularly curvy—and magnificent! Each of her generously rounded dark-chocolate buttocks was about the same size as the helpless college boy's whole head. And there was something else Skip hadn't noticed until now: the large lady had another tattoo, in the small of her back centered just above her ass. It was a pair of bright red lips, from which a long pink tongue curled devilishly downward and dipped between her big cheeks into her shadowy crack.

Maxine saw that Skip noticed the kinky tattoo, and she laughed.

"That's what you're gonna be doin' in just a moment, white boy!"

She reached around back to pry her sticky buttocks apart in front of his face. Skip recoiled for an instant when the scent hit him—and even the Professor wrinkled her nose.

"Wow, you are ripe back there!"

"Like I said, long day," replied the big Black MILF, as she lowered herself onto the college boy's face, engulfing it in her dank sweaty ass. The Professor dug her fingers into the back of his head to hold him there.

"How's that for deep?" she asked Maxine.

"Mmmmmm—perfect!"

Skip tried to surreptitiously breathe through his mouth, but the Professor was having none of it!

"You smell that funky booty, slut!" she commanded. "I want to hear you sniffing it! Deeply!"

Too far down the path of slavish submission to resist this—or the even nastier acts he knew these kinky older women would next demand of him—Skip took a long sniff of Maxine's unfiltered butt funk, coughed slightly and moaned, and sniffed again. Pinned deep in the lady janitor's raunchy ass crack, he smelled a mix of her sweat, her oozing cum and piss, her sex aromas—and traces of nastier odors he preferred not to try to place. His ladycum-stuffed gut churned, and he fought back a momentary urge to hurl.

The women forced Skip to nose the depths of Maxine's rank ass over and over again. Diabolically, Professor Vanessa would push his face deep and order him to take a few long deep whiffs, until she presumed that his sense of smell had become numbed. Then she'd yank his head out for a quick gasp of fresh air to clear his senses—only to thrust his face back between the lady janitor's ass cheeks to inhale the musk at full strength all over again!

This went on for a while until Maxine finally growled, "All right, baby—now clean my dirty ass crack with that whiteboy tongue—just like my tattoo says!"

The Professor pushed the young man's head deeper. "You heard Mrs. Honey, slut boy. Start licking the crack of her ass!"

The way it smelled, he couldn't imagine the taste! But Skip submissively extended his tongue and ran it up and down the slimy crevice between Maxine's fleshy ass cheeks, getting the full foul taste as he slurped up the raunchy bodily juices that had collected in there..

"Keep licking, white boy!" ordered Maxine. "Clean my crack!"

His tongue stroked back and forth across the curvy ebony MILF's clenched asshole, making it throb and jerk in readiness for the next kinky sexual act.

"Ahhh, that's it baby," sighed the lady janitor delightedly. "That's SO nice. You're doin' a great job eatin' me out back there!"

"He's obviously a natural at licking women's asses," Professor Vanessa observed.

"Mmm-hmmmm! Now...kiss my black butthole, boy!"

"He can do better than that," the Professor insisted. "French Mrs. Honey's asshole, slave boy—kiss it AND push your tongue all the way inside. Pretend you're french-kissing the lips of one of your blonde sorority girls!"

She shoved the college boy's face even deeper into Maxine's ass, forcing his mouth against the ebony woman's shitter. No longer of a mind to even feign any resistance, Skip slavishly parted his lips for the depraved soul kiss that his dominatrixes demanded of him, and wiggled the tip of his tongue against the tight rosebud of Maxine's anal sphincter—until he felt the closed ring of muscle begin to relax and accept his passage into the nethermost, nastiest realm of the highly aroused older woman's big curvy body.

When she felt the boy's tongue penetrate her, Maxine moaned and pushed her sweaty ass down harder over his face! The weight of her body forced the entire length of his tongue on up through her sphincter and deep into the hot, dark, slippery cave of her rectum. Once his tongue was all the way inside the big lady's poop chute, she squeezed her sphincter tight to hold it in place.

"Ohhh JEEZUS, now THAT feels SOOO goddamn nice," Maxine murmured as Skip groaned beneath her in profound sexual humiliation.

The White college boy's good-looking, youthful face was thrust deep into the middle-aged Black lady janitor's stinky ass crack, with his gaping eyes pressed into the sweaty flesh of her huge buttocks, and the full length of his tongue inside her hot, dirty, nasty shit hole!

"Taste good?" the Professor taunted him.

"MMMMMMFFF!" Skip groaned helplessly.

"Bet you never done THIS with no sorority girls," Maxine cackled, as she pumped her big ass back and forth on Skip's face, fucking his defiled tongue, and reveling in the newly pleasurable sensations this gave her.

Professor Vanessa held the college boy's head steady, as his tongue went in and out, in and out of the big MILF's brown rosebud anus. The lady janitor moaned loudly on each downstroke as Skip's tongue again went deep into her rectum.

"MMMMM!—YEAHHH baby!—EAT OUT my shit hole, motherfucker!"

"As you now know, Skip, experienced older women like us are so much more sexually creative," the Professor lectured him. "You really ought to be grateful for all that you are learning from us tonight, son. I think you and your newly trained tongue are going to be VERY popular, because I know plenty of hot older ladies who'd absolutely love to receive exactly this kind of back-door service from a young male submissive like you!"

"Yeahhh—OHHH!—this is—UHH!—Women's Studies—for sure," chanted Maxine as she pounded her prone sex slave with her big womanly body. As the sloppy, smelly anal tongue-fucking continued, she grabbed the youth's right hand and pressed his fingers into her sticky crotch!

"Diddle my CLIT, baby!" she ordered him. "Make me nut again while you eat out my booty! This time imma cum with your whiteboy tongue all up in my ASSHOLE!"

With the enormous ebony ass in question still engulfing his face, Skip couldn't really see what he was doing, but Maxine guided his forefinger in gently stroking the swollen, well-lubed clit that was protruding pinkly from her sopping black bush. After a few demonstration strokes she removed her hand—and he kept stroking, desperately trying to comply with the dominant older woman's double demands of deep anilingus and clitoral stimulation.

"Rub it FASTER!" Maxine roared. "And HARDER! C'mon now baby—c'mon!"

Her amped-up body took control once again as the doubly erotic sensations mounted. Her thrusts quickened in time to Skip's frantic rubbing of her engorged clit, making his tongue piston ever faster and faster in her slick asshole. Her dusky butt cheeks swung from side to side, rhythmically slapping the college boy's head as Professor Vanessa held it between them.

"YEAH!—YEAH!—that's it! THAT'S IT BABY IMMA CUUUUUM—"

In orgasm the ebony MILF's legs gave way, and all of her weight fell onto Skip's head—fully submerging it between her buttocks and pushing his tongue to its maximum depth in her rectum. The Professor stepped back from the table to watch.

As Maxine climaxed, Skip felt her deep groin muscles spasming around his tongue, keeping time to her staccato cries of ecstasy. A new cascade of lady-cum spurted out all over him.

"UUNNHGH!—UUNGHH!—MMMMM!—YEAH FUCK YEAH!"

The middle-aged lady janitor tensed her whole body, to prolong the intense pleasure and squirt every last drop of juice out of her pussy. Then she slumped, still sitting heavily on her young male slave's face.

"MMMMM—THAT'S what I'm sayin'," Maxine purred, glowing in the wake of the powerful, delightful combined pussygasm and assgasm Skip had given her.

But her anal sphincter was still squeezed tight on Skip's tongue, trapping it deep in her ass. He couldn't pull it free! And with his entire face caught inside her dank, sweat-soaked butt crack, and his mouth full of lady-cum, he couldn't breathe! Drowning, panicking, he tried to cry out, but his pleas were muffled by the fleshy body on top of him. Finally, he began to swat his hands anxiously against Maxine's hefty buttocks.

"Hey I didn't say you could gimme no spankin'!" the big woman replied with a laugh—then fired off a quick fart that popped his tongue out of her asshole and briefly bathed his face in aromatic gas.

"Ha! Perfect finish!" the Professor chortled, as Maxine slowly hoisted her body off the examination table. "Well now—are you satisfied, Mrs. Honey?"

"I think so," the lady janitor replied. But then she eyed Skip's still-bulging crotch, and slipped a hand under his boxer briefs to pull out his stony, d**g-enhanced erection. With a sly smile, she began to stroke it, causing Skip to groan and writhe on the exam table.

"What a slut he is!" said Professor Vanessa with scorn.

"Poor k**," Maxine said, as she kept jerking him. "He did everything we told him to."

At that, the Professor nodded. "True enough. He's paid his debt in full, and I was going to let him go home. But do you think you've got one more good come left in you, Mrs. Honey?"

"Well...y'know I might just like the feel of this nice fat cock inside me..."

"Then take it!"

The Professor quickly unstrapped Skip from the exam table. The nearly naked, squirt-drenched, pussy-whipped college boy sat up, shaking and weeping with desperate horniness, as his huge boner bounced out in front of him.

The women put him on his back on the carpeted floor. Maxine crawled over top of him, made a face, and retreated to where her work trousers lay crumpled on the floor.

"You smell like ass!" she cackled, and took a rag out of her trousers pocket to wipe Skip's face clean of her accumulated juices and scents.

And then the big lady janitor straddled him with her thick thighs spread. She seized his swollen cock, pointing the tip at her distended, well-lubed pussy lips.

"Don't you dare cum before I do, boy!" she warned him.

"I...I'll try not to, Mrs. Honey..."

Then Maxine bent forward, plopping her massive brown breasts onto Skip's face while smoothly taking the full length of his erection into her sizzling and still ravenous pussy.

Skip threw his head backward and screamed "OH—MY—GODDD!" at the long-awaited and intensely pleasurable shock of that initial penetration.

For an instant, Maxine worried that he'd blow his load right then! Although her pussy was no longer quite as tight as it had been in her randy younger days, the youth's d**g-enhanced hard-on was long and thick enough to fill it up.

"Ohhhh YEAHH!" Maxine roared back at him. "Imma FUCK you good, baby!"

The Professor watched avidly as the voluptuous ebony mature lady rode the pale skinny student forcefully, pumping her pussy on his stony cock with long strokes. The sexually experienced older woman knew exactly how to tighten her vaginal muscles on every downstroke, greatly increasing the sensations for her and for the young male lying submissively underneath her big body.

Skip's face was between Maxine's wildly jiggling boobs. He pressed kisses into their hot, sweaty flesh again and again, and did his best to suck on a nipple each time one came within range of his mouth.

"OHHH GODDD boy kiss my TITS, suck my TITS!"

"MMMFF! MMFFF!" he replied, with his mouth full of them.

Unbidden, the college boy started to work his body in sync with his mature mistress's rhythmic fucking. He lifted his butt off the floor to match Maxine's downward thrusts and shove his cock even deeper into her, while rotating his groin slightly to rub it more firmly against her fully extended clit. Maxine loved that!

"OHH DAMN baby that's so GOOD—it's rubbing my CLIT—my clit's so HOT—that's so GOOD!"

"OHH!—OHH!—Missus—HONEY!" Skip cried out, as the big curvy MILF responded by fucking him even harder!

Skip now knew that the d**g the Professor had given him hadn't just caused the hard-on of his young life, but had also turned the sensitivity of his cock up to eleven while also delaying his urge to climax! And, heavily stoned on all the female pheromones and musk he'd inhaled and ingested while oralizing Maxine's pussy and ass, the college boy felt as if he and this larger-than-life Black lady, as old as his mother, were literally fucking each other's brains out!

And Maxine was just as much into it herself, pounding her plush body against the wiry youth, stimulated by every inch of his long and thick erection, and shouting out incoherent dirty talk and curses. The furious fucking continued for a long time there on the floor, under the delighted voyeur eyes of Professor Vanessa.

And then, finally—

"OHH!—OHH!—I'm gonna CUM—I'm gonna CUM!" Skip wailed.

"MEEE TOOO!" keened Maxine. "Cum INSIDE me boy—cum WITH me!"

And then they began to scream in unison:

"OHHHHHH—AAAAAAHHHHHHH!—YEEEEESSSS!!"

Once more, the big lady janitor's vaginal and buttock muscles throbbed in a gut-jumbling female orgasm, as she milked Skip's cock to a simultaneous climax.

And the college boy's long-tormented, deprived body finally let loose! His legs locked around Maxine's thighs, he threw his head backward with his mouth agape, and he fired four—five—six!—enormous blasts of body-hot semen deep into the older woman's womb!

With each mind-melting spasmic spurt into his mature mistress, Skip shrieked in utter relief and mindless ecstasy!

"OHHHH!—UNGGHH!—GODDD!—MISSUS!—OHHH!—HONEY!"

"OHH BABY—OHH JEEZUS!—OHH FUCK!—YESSSS!" were Maxine's responses.

In the throes of her own mighty orgasm, Maxine savored the feel of each churning ejaculation of male spunk as it splashed against her cervix and blended with her own oozing cum. Not wanting to drench the carpet underneath their bodies, she pressed her crotch hard against Skip's to trap the flood of mixed male and female sex juices inside her snatch, and sprawled heavily atop him to wait until her womb could absorb it all.

She was still the chief custodian, after all!

Presently, Maxine raised herself up on her elbows to look at Skip's dazed face. His eyes were glazed over and he had a goofy grin on his face.

"That was nice, baby," she murmured, and planted one last kiss on his lips. Then she rose, slowly and carefully.

"Daayum! He came a ton inside me," she said to the Professor.

"We can have him clean it all out with his mouth, if you want," suggested the Professor.

"Nah. I kinda like the feeling of it. Can't conceive no more, but it's nice to imagine like I still could..."

Sated and relaxed, Maxine dressed leisurely, while the Professor sat behind her desk, and young Skip remained naked on his back on the floor. Even so soon after the most intense ejaculations he'd ever experienced, his cock was still partially erect.

Once dressed, Maxine nodded her thanks to Professor Vanessa, then turned to address Skip.

"I got another shift tomorrow night, baby—same time and place—in case you want another date! Be seein' you!" The voluptuous ebony MILF winked at him, and left.

Skip rubbed his eyes and began to sit up, but the Professor stopped him short.

"Stay right where you are!" the elegant Black academic commanded. Tom hurriedly lay back down on the carpet.

The Professor rose from behind her desk and walked over to him. She stood directly above his upturned face with her legs wide. The college boy looked up and swallowed nervously—but meanwhile, his cock rose to full hardness once again.

Professor Vanessa wore nothing beneath her short skirt. Unlike Maxine's big unruly bush, her pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a straight dark landing strip. Her dusky labia and pink clit were also less pronounced than Mrs. Honey's were, but Skip could see that they were just as wet, and just as swollen with anticipation.

"You've passed the course," the Professor assured Skip, as she began to lower her hungry crotch toward his face. "But now let's talk about extra credit."