After the Plague Ch. 05

by TiltingatWindmills

story tags: dystopia, college, professor, student, breeding, voyeur

https://www.literotica.com/s/after-the-plague-ch-05


Violet sat cross-legged next to Jenna on her dorm bed. Already in
pajamas for the evening they were finally alone and able to talk.

"Oh my god Jenna, it was the best sex I've ever had!"

"Slow down Vi -- I don't understand how you pulled this off. All three
of you managed to sneak by the officer and get into his room?"

"Jenna, didn't you see what Tammy did to Mr. Stark in front of the
class? She is trying to breed the poor man. She was the one who let us
into his room!"

"Oh my god. You're on a first name basis with her now? Okay, so you get
inside and then the three of you seduce him?"

"Well not exactly. Tammy gave us some things to tie him to the bed."

"You assaulted Mr. Stark?"

"No, it wasn't like that! Sometimes you just know that your partner
wants it. Like it's part of a game. You pretend to overpower them and
maybe they fight back a little but really they want to play along."
Violet explained.

"He is pretty strong." Jenna conceded, not happy with either the idea
of Mr. Stark choosing to have sex with someone else or being compelled
against his wishes.

"Exactly." Violet continued. "So we agreed to take turns. I went last,
which was super hard because I had to watch Rose and Steph fuck him
first."

"Like it grossed you out?" Jenna asked.

"No, not at all. I was just so wound up I wanted my turn."

"It was Steph's first time, right?"

"Yes! And she took sooo long. At first she was way too tight and then
she didn't know how to please herself. Poor Mr. Stark was just stuck
inside her vice-grip forever."

"He was still tied up?"

"Yup. But when it came time for my turn and the other girls left, he
was begging to be let out so that he could fuck me."

At this point Jenna suspected that Mr. Stark was asking to be let out
because he had been assaulted for an hour by these voracious girls and
not because he was desperately aroused by Violet.

"I kept dangling my tits in front of his face but I wouldn't let him
touch them. I don't think I'll ever forget what he said. 'Please just
let me lick them. Please just let me lick your pussy.' When he finally
got out he pounced on me like an animal. He was nothing like the guys I
used to have sex with. You're not ... you're not jealous are you?"

"No, of course not. Tell me everything Violet. I'm happy for you."

"Great. So yeah, we had sex for like an hour. I think because he had
finished twice right before hand it took a while for him to get off
again. But I didn't mind. And he fell asleep next to me but I just
couldn't stop myself - I played with his penis all night long. I
definitely kept him awake. Especially when I crawled under the covers
to go down on him. Have you ever felt a guy's meat go from limp to hard
all inside your mouth? Fuck it's so hot."

Jenna shook her head, 'no'.

"I guess he was pretty turned on too because he eventually went down on
me. He was so good. With his big hands and his ticklish stubble."

Jenna consoled herself with the thought that Mr. Stark probably did
this to get Violet to fall asleep.

"Yeah I see you smiling. You should ask him for apology sex. I bet he'd
do it to make up for ravishing you in front of the classroom."

"He didn't ravish me. I asked him to do it." Jenna pointed out.

"All the same, don't waste a good opportunity."

"Okay so then you left him in the morning?" Jenna said perhaps a bit
too hopefully.

"Nope. He got up early to shower but I followed him in."

"You had shower sex?"

"Yup."

"What was that like?"

"Everything you could hope for. Hot steam, wet bodies. He fingered me
and when I came I almost knocked myself out falling on the floor. But
then I did something kinda bad. Promise not to tell anyone okay?"

"Oh my God, after everything you did, now comes the bad part?"

"While we were in the shower I got on my knees and gave him a blowjob.
I don't think he meant to finish in my mouth but I kind of tricked him
into it. I don't know what came over me but I wanted to taste his jizz
so badly. So I looked up at him with my big puppy dog eyes and said
'Cum in my mouth, daddy'. And two seconds later I could feel him
spurting onto my tongue. But the worst part is ... I swallowed it. I
just couldn't stop myself."

"Jesus Christ Violet! Do you know how much semen goes for on the black
market?"

If Violet had any regrets her smile did not betray them.

"Six month's wages worth of sperm swimming on my tongue and I downed it
all. Like a total cum-slut." Violet paused to savor the memory. "After
he came to his senses he was super worried. I had to make a promise not
to tell anyone what happened."

"Which you are breaking now" Jenna noted.

Violet continued. "Then I think he realized he had to hide his tracks,
so to speak, and insisted that I stay long enough for him to recover
and fuck me again."

"And being the considerate lady that you are, you obliged him?"

"That's right! I swear on my mother's grave it was the best twelve
hours of my life. I am so sore though! And I don't want to brag, but
when I looked through his timecard, he had never had the same girl on
back-to-back days. So I put my signature down twice, once for the night
and again for the morning."

Jenna now openly rolled her eyes.

"Okay, okay, enough about me." Violet relented. "Fill me in on your
steamy romance. We all saw him whisk you away to his room like a
fireman rescuing a deflowered maiden."

"You're mixing metaphors Violet."

"Stop stalling and tell me, Jenna! You were in his room for like an
hour. Was it all pillow-talk and aftercare?"

"First of all, it wasn't his room, it was his office. But yeah, I guess
there was some pillow-talk."

"Did you make out? Was there a round two?" Violet pressed.

"There was definitely some ... chemistry" Jenna's eyes twinkled. "But I
was actually hoping you could reassure me about some stuff. I'm so
terrified that everyone thinks I'm a slut."

"Are you kidding? You're like a queen now. Mr. Stark's chosen girl."
Violet said.

"I don't want to be a queen though."

"Fine, don't think of it that way. But you don't need to be
embarrassed. Sex is different now. I know you spent a lot of the plague
making ends meet traveling from city to city, but I'm sure even you
noticed how open everyone is. I can't count the number of times I've
seen girls fingering each other on the dance floor or heard moans come
from the stall next to me in the bathroom. We all realized that life is
short and you can't waste it being a prude. Sure it's unfamiliar to see
a man having sex with a woman now, but everyone gets it. They're just
jealous. You're fine."

Jenna sighed. "Okay, that is reassuring. I noticed that everyone is
hooking up and not even trying to hide it."

"Of course, and why should they?"

Jenna shrugged in agreement. "So ... do you think you're pregnant?"

"Hopefully! But I have no idea. I don't even know how long it takes to
figure it out. I guess my period is a couple weeks away? It's exciting
but also makes me nervous."

"Me too." Jenna agreed. "I came to this program and they told us that
there was a male teacher and said whatever happens, happens. But I did
want to finish my degree and help the country rebuild. I guess the only
reason I'm okay with having a child is because I know that it would be
his."

"Oh my goodness Jenna, are you falling for Mr. Stark? You know you
can't stay with him? Even if he wanted it."

"I know Violet. Sometimes a girl just needs a dream to keep her warm at
night."

***

Jenna waited outside the door as the last of the girls filed out of Mr.
Stark's office. When she walked in she saw Mr. Stark's face brighten
into a smile. He looked her up and down, and then averted his eyes in
half apology. She wasn't wearing anything special. In fact she was the
only girl in the class not dressed to impress. Just a plain t-shirt
over her black tights. Nothing left to prove.

"Hi Jenna, thanks for coming in to talk with me. Have a seat." John
motioned at the chair next to him.

Her heart was beating fast. Mr. Stark had told her that he wanted to
talk after class, emphasizing that it was "just a chat". Still, the
last time she had been in this room was directly after having sex and
she didn't know where this was going.

"Just to be up front, you're not in trouble or anything, I think I told
you that already, I wanted to check in and make sure you're doing
alright. And to apologize I guess. For what Tammy did. That was
unacceptable and if I had any power over the situation she would be
gone. But also for what I did. I'm sorry."

"It's okay Mr. Stark." Jenna began.

"Please, call me John."

"It's okay, John." The name sounded weird in her mouth. Improper. "I
understand. These are crazy circumstances and we know you're under a
lot of pressure. And besides, I told you to do it. I'll be fine."

"Thanks Jenna. I appreciate that. Listen, I want you to know that if
there's any way I can help you, you just let me know."

He reached out and gently rested his hand on hers. Did he remember that
professors didn't do that to female students in the before time, she
asked herself?

"It's fine. But I appreciate it. We're lucky to have you are our
professor. And John, I know this sounds crazy, but if there's ever any
way I can help you, you can rely on me. I'd help you. Anytime."

Jenna meant it. She was actually thinking of help managing the other
first year students. Their craziness. Or even Tammy. But as the words
settled in the air between them she realized there was a second meaning
that John could take from it. That she was willing to help him with his
timecard. She searched his face for clues unsuccessfully.

"Thanks Jenna, that means a lot to me. I'll be sure to let you know."

Had she just offered herself to him? Whenever he wanted? "Anytime" she
had said. She blushed and looked down, her eyes settling on his hand
still on hers.

She saw the red marks ringing his wrist. Now she knew that John had not
been coy with Violet and the other two. He had tried hard to escape. At
least initially.

"Does it hurt?" She gently touched his wrist with her other hand.

"No, no. I'm fine. That's nothing. I guess this shirt doesn't fit me so
well anymore, the sleeves don't go down as far as they should."

She had heard the rumors about his steroid treatment from Violet. So he
hadn't always been this big? She tried to imagine him as a skinny
engineer working in some office before the plague, but couldn't. Absent
mindedly her fingers stroked his hand.

Fighting the urge to let her continue he stood to his feet. "Well
listen, if you're sure you're doing alright, I should let you get back
to your work." He took a step toward the door. "I know your first
assignment is almost due and I wouldn't want to hold you back from your
studies."

So that was it? She thought. She stood with him, suddenly disappointed
that their time together was over so quickly. She wanted him to be the
kind of chivalrous man that would not press her for more, but she had
also secretly hoped for something to happen. As she reached the door
she thought of when they would next be alone. Maybe never. Unless he
called for her? Could she stand the waiting? She decided to speak up
instead.

"Actually Mr. Stark ... John, maybe I could ask you for a small favor?"

"Of course, anything."

"When I pictured my first time with a man -- I thought it would go
different. Getting to know each other. A little romance. Since I missed
all of the stuff that leads up to it -- I was kind of hoping we might
be able to do that part over again. I promise I'm not trying to seduce
you. I know you have too many girls in your life like that. But if we
could just go for a walk together at midnight -- maybe hold hands but
nothing more -- then I can pretend that our evening stroll was the
first time I met you and everything would just feel better."

"That sounds nice Jenna. I'm not sure if I'll be allowed out after
night, but I'll do my best to make it happen. Let's plan for tomorrow
night, 10pm, in the courtyard, okay?"

"Sounds good, John."

When she left his office John began plotting out the next couple of
days. He found himself overly excited for this walk and hated the idea
of sleeping with multiple women before seeing Jenna. But in order to
free up his day tomorrow he would need to do more today. He went into
the hallway looking for Tammy. She wasn't nearby so she checked an
office down the hall where she sometimes stayed when she wasn't in her
room or outside of his.

"Oh good, I was just going to come see you John," Tammy said as he
peered in the door. "But you go first, what can I help you with?"

"I was hoping you might be able to go across the courtyard for me and
ask Alice if she's free."

"I'm assuming this isn't for schoolwork?" She pried.

"No, it's not for schoolwork." He confirmed.

"In that case, Alice is unavailable. She's on her period. I instructed
the graduate students to let me know the start and end of their cycles
so that no effort is wasted." She added as an explanation. "Jade is
also unavailable for the same reason."

"Fine, how about Tina?"

"Oh, she didn't tell you?" Tammy savored the moment, "Tina is pregnant.
We just found out last night. Don't worry, she'll be continuing her
studies - should be able to finish both semesters - but she no longer
qualifies to sign your timecard I'm afraid."

John was shocked. It wasn't the first time this had happened obviously
but he had never been informed in the past. Women just stopped coming
to his hotel room and he assumed this was one of the reasons why. But
Tina would be in his class. He would see his child swelling inside her.

"John listen, I can tell by the color on your face that you're not
taking this well. But I need you to man up and do your duty. Now should
I go bring Maddi to you?"

John swallowed. "Would it be possible to just bring someone from the
hotel instead?"

"I'm afraid the hotel program was discontinued. There was another male
in the east wing but he was ... found to no longer be fertile. Since
the Agency is spending so much money on this engineering program, I
assured them that we would be able to maintain the quota without
outside help. In fact, I told them we will have you numbers up higher
immediately."

"Good Lord, Tammy."

She stared back at him, unwavering.

"Fine, please go get Maddi."

"Excellent choice John. And John," she caught him by the shoulder as he
was turning around. "I'd like for you to keep the timecard in your
pocket whenever you're in public. I want to make sure the Freshmen
girls are reminded of why you're here. After all, as you impregnate
more of the graduate students, we're going to have to rely on the
younger ones to replace them."

***

John had fucked Maddi almost angrily, taking out his frustration with
Tammy on her tiny body. And Maddi had not minded in the least.

Now finished, with barely any time to clean up, she escorted him
through the hallways to the lecture theatre where she was once again
scheduled to be his teaching assistant.

"So that was rougher than normal." She teased him. "Are you getting
tired of vanilla sex with these naïve 18-year-olds?"

"Maddi, I'd rather not..."

"Surely you must prefer a woman with a little more experience? But then
again I saw your timecard ... three freshmen girls in a single day, and
then one again the next day. Maybe the little sluts know something I
don't."

"Please Maddi, this is a tough situation. I'm just trying to navigate
it as best as I can."

"That's fair. We don't have to talk about it." She went silent for a
few footsteps before starting again. "I should say congratulations on
becoming a father. I suppose it's not your first time."

John sighed. "Thanks Maddi. I am happy for Tina. I know she wanted it."

"Me too. All the girls are happy for her of course. Jade I think is
maybe a little bit jealous but she's jealous of everyone. I hope Tina
can handle it. I hear sometimes women get super horny during the second
or third month. All their hormones are in over-drive. It's supposed to
happen right around the same time that a woman starts lactating,
actually. Just saying in case you're into that kind of thing. But poor
Tina won't have a man to satisfy her since you're not allowed."

John continued walking in silence.

"I imagine it will be super hard for her. Rolling back and forth at
night in sweat-drenched sheets, desperate to be penetrated, and knowing
you're just across the courtyard feeding your stiff cock to some 18
year old."

They reached the lecture hall doors as she finished speaking.

"That's enough, Maddi. Time to be professional."

"Very true. Is my lipstick smeared? I wouldn't want these
impressionable young ladies to know that I cleaned my own cum off your
cock five minutes before coming to class."

John rolled his eyes and opened the door.

John did his best to repel a few girls asking him questions at the
start of class. Some were becoming bolder. More touchy. He felt a hand
on his lower back slip down to his ass but it was quickly withdrawn
when he turned around. The girl, whoever she was, just gave a wink and
scampered off.

John firmly told the girls that he wasn't taking more questions and
coughed to get everyone's attention and begin the class.

As he scanned the audience, he was unable to stop himself from
searching for Jenna. When he found her, they locked eyes and exchanged
furtive smiles.

Trying to remain impartial he quickly went to the blackboard and began
the lecture by going over some of the harder questions in the homework.
Next, he assigned them a new problem to solve in pairs and began
circulating to see who needed help. A girl in an overly tight floral
dress raised her hand and he moved towards her, recognizing at the last
second that Rose was her partner.

His heart started beating a little bit faster as conflicting feelings
of nausea, panic and arousal resurfaced from their night together.

"Hi Mr. Stark," the girl spoke. "I hope you had a restful weekend."

Rose suppressed a giggle.

"Thanks, yes I certainly did. Did you have a question..." he waited for
her name.

"Laura, my name's Laura."

"Did you have a question, Laura?"

"I was just wondering about that card sticking out of your front
pocket."

John thought of the best way to save his dignity before speaking. "I
think we both know very well what it is, Laura."

"Haha, I guess we do. Well I just wanted to let you know that if you
ever have trouble filling out your card you can always ask me for
help." And she reached into her bra to pull out a folded scrap piece of
paper. John could not stop himself from looking at the gap created by
her hand as it took out the paper, exposing the flesh of her breast
almost to the nipple.

"Laura Carruthers, I'm in room 106 in the residence across the
courtyard." And she slipped the folded paper into his shirt pocket
behind the time sheet.

"If you're ever feeling ... uncomfortable," and she glanced down at his
crotch, "I'd be more than happy to help."

***

John walked alone with Jenna through the courtyard. The night was cool
and though they had started by holding hands she was now sidled up to
him, her arm wrapped around his cozily.

"So all you had in the shopping cart were your clothes and some food?"
John was asking.

"I brought my winter stuff too, jacket and boots, because it was autumn
at that time and there was already frost on the ground."

"And how long was the walk?"

"Four days. I took the expressway. They weren't cleaned up yet -- there
were still cars left with stale gasoline in the engines. Now those
highways are mostly functional again. The wilderness was kind of crazy.
I saw a momma bear with her cubs crossing the road, not a human in
sight."

"It's unreal. I can't believe how much went on while I was just stuck
inside a government facility, hiding from a virus that I turned out to
be largely immune from."

"You didn't miss much. Lots of waiting in line for rations. I hear
wealthier people did have some raging parties though. Everyone thought
civilization was going to collapse outright."

"You didn't do anything wild though? No ticking off items on a bucket
list while you're living the hobo lifestyle on the side of a highway?"

"Hmm, I did have a fling. A girl named Ginger. That's what she called
herself anyway. We camped out together for a couple weeks in an empty
farmhouse. It was kind of romantic. Cooking scavenged canned goods over
a fire."

"Are you happier here?" He asked.

"I'm safer. I eat better. And showering is nice. I don't like the rules
though. Our lives are so dictated for us. I'm sure you understand the
feeling."

"Sometimes I think that even if I had the freedom, I wouldn't know what
to do with it anymore."

"You can get away with breaking some rules though. You're not
expendable like me."

"I'm breaking a rule right now." He reminded her.

"True. I guess in that way I have more freedom than you. I can wander
around campus whenever I want and nobody will be too concerned if I
disappear. Did you have to sneak past Tammy to meet me?"

"I think she went to bed, so not all that hard."

"Did you want to break another rule together?" Jenna grinned.

"What have you got in mind?"

***

John found himself tiptoeing up the fire escape of the building across
the courtyard. They stopped at the second floor. There was music
blaring loudly above them. Someone had set up a common room on the top
floor for a dance party and nearly everyone was there.

This felt completely out of character for John, but Jenna was right --
there wouldn't be any consequences. And now he could live the student
life that he had missed while studying diligently in his youth. He was
going to sneak into a girl's room at night, and nobody was going to
stop him.

Jenna first checked the hallway and then came back with a silent
thumbs-up. He followed her quickly and they ducked into her room.

It was quiet inside. There was the slight beat of music coming through
the ceiling, but nothing in the hallways. He took a moment to look
around, remembering that Jenna was Violet's roommate.

He immediately knew which side of the room belonged to Jenna. She had a
driftwood shelf nailed into the wall with dried flowers and grasses
decorating one side, and a few old books on the other. A long, woven
tapestry hung over the bed which was neatly made. On the other side of
the room, Violet had plastered the walls with posters of now defunct
punk bands and a pile of clothes was draped over a dresser with
half-opened drawers.

He turned his attention back to Jenna.

"So, this is my life," Jenna gestured around the room.

"I like it. You've made a home for yourself."

"Thanks."

She stood then on her tiptoes to kiss him lightly on the mouth. He held
her face in his hand and kissed her back. Still connected they stumbled
backward till Jenna was pressed up against the wall next to an open
closet door.

As their tongues intertwined Jenna began fumbling with the buttons of
his shirt and he reciprocated. Once her blouse was open he ran his
hands up her flat stomach and squeezed her breast through her bra.

"I want you to take me again Mr. Stark" Jenna whispered into his ear.

He reached behind her to undo her bra strap when they heard a sudden
noise.

It was a door opening. The music got louder and then quieter as the
door shut again and there were two sets of footsteps. Jenna and John
paused to listen.

"Come this way, we can use my room." They heard.

"That's Violet!" Jenna whispered. "Quick, come inside the closet."

John half laughed and half moaned at the untimely interruption. They
stepped inside the closet and still pressed closely against one
another, waited.

The door had slats in the top half which let them peer out. John
recognized Violet as she entered the room. She had high heels and a
short black skirt. She was holding hands with another girl who he soon
recognized as Rose. They stumbled together and fell onto Jenna's bed,
still kissing passionately.

Rose mumbled something and Violet replied, "Don't worry, Jenna won't
mind. My bed is a mess anyway."

The two disentangled for a moment, and Rose now kneeling atop Violet,
then removing her shirt and bra. Rose was facing away from the closet
and so John could only assume that the sucking noises came from Violet
as she ministered to Rose's breasts.

As the two girls in the bed continued their foreplay John felt a tug at
his pants. Looking back to Jenna, he saw in the dim light her playful
smile as she unbuttoned his slacks and began ever so slowly pulling
down his zipper. Then she began kneeling, tugging his pants and boxers
down as she went.

She paused for a moment to inspect his hardness. Delicately she took
him inside her mouth and he tried to inhale quietly, hoping that his
breath would go unnoticed by the moaning girls on the bed.

"Would you like me to go down on you now?" It was Rose's voice from the
bed.

"I'd like that very much," came the reply.

John and Jenna listened quietly as kissing noises turned progressively
more sloppy and Violet's moans grew louder. Then suddenly it went
quiet.

"Are you teasing me again?" Asked Violet.

"Hmm, I was just thinking maybe you could do something for me while I
make you cum?"

"What would you like darling?"

"Tell me what happened after I left you and Mr. Stark that night."

Jenna stopped sucking on John's cock as she took in the question but
resumed as Rose spoke again.

"You could have stayed if you wanted to watch."

"I didn't think Steph needed the audience."

"Very kind of you. I guess you're just going to torment me with these
little kisses until I tell you?"

"Hmm, that's right."

"Well, after Steph left I let Mr. Stark go. He promised to finish
fucking me and I thought he meant it. So I removed the handcuffs and
the leg straps."

"Keep going. I'll move from licking your thigh to your pussy when you
give me the juicy details," Rose teased.

"Then he pounced on me. I couldn't believe how much stamina he had
after you and Steph already rode him to two orgasms. He was like a wild
animal. He flipped me over on my face and he dug his hands into my hair
and pushed my face into the pillow. Then he plunged inside of me. It
was relentless. All my screams were muffled into the pillow or you
probably would have heard them across the courtyard. Fuck that's good,
please don't stop."

"You better keep going or I'll stop licking," Rose taunted.

"He fucked me like that for so long. And he spanked me. Hard. I came
without him even touching my clit. And then he ordered me to flip over.
I tried to but it wasn't fast enough for him so he just threw me on my
back and pinned my hands over my head. Fuck it was so sexy."

Jenna was now going as fast as she dared, swallowing John's cock almost
to the back of her throat while he strained to hear without making a
noise himself.

"Once I was on my back and he was fucking me he kept telling me to talk
dirty to him. He told me to call him Daddy and to beg for Daddy's cock.
I told him I was a good girl and please Daddy fuck your good girl
harder."

"God Vi, you're such a slut."

"He liked it too. I finally said, 'Please Daddy, cum in my little
pussy," and he shot his load inside of me. Then he got up, all dripping
and sweaty. I thought he was done but he moved around to the front of
the bed and slapped his cock on the side of my face. I could feel the
loose cum sort of stick to my cheek and I took my finger and tasted it.
He called me a good girl and then left to take a shower. I fell asleep
with his cum dripping out of my pussy, but the next thing I knew I felt
him on top of me again. Oh fuck I'm getting close."

"Keep going." Rose ordered.

"He, he sucked on my breasts, and I could feel his hardness pressing
against my hips. He was ready for more. Oh fuck yes, just like that.
And he entered me again, and oh god, oh god, he fucked me a second time
and I was so sore, but he filled me up so good, oh fuck, Rose, Rose,
fuck, Rose."

John watched while Violet, propped up on Jenna's pillows, shook and
screamed and pulled on Rose's hair as she came in a violent fit. Then
he looked back down at Jenna. In the striped light he watched she
shadows changing on her cheeks as his cock moved in and out of her
mouth. Her blouse was still open and he tucked his one hand inside her
bra to squeeze her breast again while he steadied himself with the
other hand on her shoulder.

Jenna gently moved her palm under John's balls, sensing that he had
begun tensing up. Then she positioned the head of his cock on the
center of her tongue and with her other hand pumped the base of his
shaft until the warm cream erupted inside her mouth.

Moments apart, John and Violet both came down from their respective
highs, separated by the thin closet doors.

Jenna locked eyes with John, and with a smile he saw her tilt her head
forward. Then the white of his ejaculate slid off the pink of her
tongue and into her cupped palm. With a scooping motion, she carefully
lifted her skirt and penetrated herself, her lips forming a big letter
O as she did.

***

Jenna and John had waited for a half hour or so as Violet took her turn
pleasuring Rose before the girls returned to the party. Then John
convinced Jenna to go back to his room so that they could have a night
uninterrupted to themselves.

They snuck down the fire escape and made their way across the
courtyard.

As they reached John's hallway, they spotted Tammy standing there.

"So, you've grown some balls and finally started fucking the young ones
eh?" Tammy greeted them. "Oh, you're that little trollop I pulled out
of the crowd, aren't you?"

Jenna didn't respond.

"Well John, I need to go call off the other officers I brought in to
search for you. So you had damned well better have this little slut's
signature on your timesheet to show for my efforts."

"I'm sorry, I forgot to sign, I'll do that right away," Jenna quickly
covered for him.

Tammy eyed her suspiciously but handed over a pen. "You know that you
can get caught lying right? I could do the inspection right now, no
need for a nurse."

"We had sex Tammy. You would find exactly what you're looking for. Now
leave the girl alone," John interjected.

"Fine." Tammy relented as Jenna signed the card. "In that case no need
for the two of you to share evening cuddles. I'd rather you saved your
limited libido to breed someone else John. You can head back to your
room girl."

Jenna looked at John for guidance.

"We'll work out something tomorrow, Jenna." He said as consolation.

Standing on her tip toes she kissed him hard on the mouth and glared at
Tammy before strutting to the exit with her head high and shoulders
back.

"Good. Now John I've left something for you in your bedroom. You'll
know what to do with it." and she ushered him into his suite before
shutting the door behind him.

Good Lord, thought John, what now? New instructions from the agency? A
vial of more aggressive steroids? But in this moment he didn't care. He
was instead mulling over the possibility of sneaking back to see Jenna
later in the evening. He had always wanted to throw pebbles at a girl's
window...

More urgently though he had to reposition his pants. The whole walk
over he had been walking awkwardly with an erection trying to escape
from his boxers. The blowjob had done little to slake his lust, and
even after it was over he had needed to stand silently, watching and
listening as Violet knelt by the bed side, eating out Rose to climax.

Now alone, but forbidden to cum, he pulled down his pants and began
toying with himself just inside the entryway. Tammy's insidious gift,
whatever it was, could wait. He had been so close to finally making
love to Jenna. He wanted to be back inside her so badly and it drove
him wild that he had been denied.

So he allowed himself to stroke his balls, remembering the sensation of
Jenna's mouth and Jenna's hands. After cumming so recently he was in no
danger of having an accident. Absent mindedly he made his way towards
his room, still playing with himself.

Finally, he opened the door.

Lying on his bed, in nothing but her pink underwear, was Laura
Carruthers, the girl from earlier in the day.

"Hello Mr. Stark, I hope I'm not intruding."

Story Tags: dystopia; college; professor; student; breeding; voyeur

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