Reverse Fucking

By: AWC

No, Not an A+, not even an A. Just a C or even a D would be enough for Ben. He flunked his midterm Chemistry paper but the worst was that he was already on the academic probation and if he could only get at least a D, he would still fail but would not be thrown out of college. He was not very confident but he was acting like one as he walked through the corridor to the office of Professor Eleanor. When she returned the paper to Ben with a big F, she had also written a note on the side, asking him to come see her in the office. Now, Ben had some hope to get his grades raised to passing level. Even a D, if nothing else and he won’t have to drop out of college.

He was told to come in and take the seat on the chair as he knocked on the door. He sat there struggling with himself as she shuffled the papers in front of her, writing some remarks on the sides and finally set them aside and turned to the nervous boy, telling him that he messed up very good on his midterm exam. He had blown every chance he had, in her opinion.

“I am sorry, but teacher, my father was sick in the hospital and I just could not concentrate on my exam”. He pleaded with a very weak and meager voice and his tears were almost floating to fall out of his eyes.

“All bull crap, you did not study because you were with some girl, fucking her brains out all night instead of studying for the exams”.

Professor Eleanor was so absolutely correct that Ben could not say or even think of anything more. She threw her shoulders back and her very silky soft sweater got pulled to display her perfect boobs and nipples, definitely not wrapped in the brassier. She must have not worn the blazer or the jacket on purpose. “Now you will go home in disgrace without any girl for you to fuck”.

Ben stared at the professor, surprised at her choice of ‘fuck’ words and much more surprised at her demeanor. Her hair were not tied but floating over her shoulders in waves. Her breasts were rising and falling with deeper breaths taken on purpose and the anger building in them. Ben thought, she was giving herself to him. “There is a chance for me”. He could only think.



“You are so right professor. I was with a girl all night before the exam and she was having such a fun time that she would not let me go even when I told her of my exam”. Ben became very bold.

“Is that right? You are so good at fucking”. Her boobs swayed side to side and the nipples stood out.

“I never had any girl complain and you can find it out also for you”. Ben was ever more confident and nasty.

“What are you suggesting, Ben? Should I let you fuck me and then give you better grades to stay in college”?

“Sure, why not”. Ben was still more offensive to the professor.

“Why would I let you do that? You know, what I am thinking? Instead of you fucking me, I am going to fuck you because instead of opening my legs to a kid like you, I can get it on with some very sexy man in the town”. Professor Eleanor was also in a rage.

“Then what is all this filthy talk of fucking about and showing me your boobs and the nipples in the sweater”. Ben was really shaken.

“Because, I really wanted to fuck you, if you must know”. She was totally upfront and straight forward. “You claim to be very good in fucking, let us see, how good you are at being fucked”?

“Haah! But how, I am the man here, made to fuck”. Ben almost ridiculed her.

“With this”. She quickly bent down, opened the lower drawer and pulled out a device, Ben had seen in some Lesbian videos. It was made of leather straps and an elongation of pinkish leather, looking like a man’s penis.