Fucking Like Rbbbits
Happy Easter, have a story of a teacher finding an old student at the most opportune time. You cum, you clean and you'll learn about the dangers of buying clothes without trying them on first.
Hunching forward to keep what he was doing hidden Professor Brady grouched at himself "This is what I get for not trying them on earlier." Blessed with a body that was thick in all the right place Brady found himself unable to properly fit himself into his swimwear. "Don't you dare" The old rabbit began before devolving into half muttered words as his cock started to grow hard with his attempts to tuck it down to fit in the tight spandex.
Focused so much on himself and not the rest of the locker room Brady didn't notice the approach of the security guard. "Sir, we've been told you are having some trouble by other club guests. Is there anything I can help you with?" Sam questioned as he drew his attention from admiring the familiar rear that was swallowing up the red swimwear. Settled under a cottontail the white cheeks were large and perfect in Sam's eyes.
Turning around Brady's exasperation evaporated as he saw just who had accosted him. "Hello Mr. Kornick, glad to see you're working as hard out of school as you did in it." Brady beamed at the panther dressed in the cream-colored uniform of the country club. "I think I do have something you can help me with." Brady leered at his past student "Remember what you did last time?" Releasing his hold on his arousal Brady hooked the speedo behind his balls and sat down on the small bench the club provided.
Seeing Sam start to weigh whether to help him or not Brady decided to press. "Isn't it your job to keep the customer happy." he went on as stroked his length, pulling back the foreskin to let the fat pink head poke out as it started drooling pre. Brady knew he had the cat when Sam licked his lips. "Come on kitty." He taunted in a husky voice while wagging his cock.
Old enough to be the college student's father Brady didn't mind the age difference one bit. Neither did Sam as he got on his knees between his old Professor's thighs. Laying one gentle hand on the back of Sam's head Brady leaned back and let the Sam do the work, moaning and curling his toes in his sandals when the rough tongue touched his length.
Sam cupped Brady's balls with both hands as he took the length into his mouth. Closing his eyes Sam took a moment to savor the feeling of the thick head on his tongue and the taste of pre-slipping down his throat. Ignoring the rational part of his mind that was trying to talk him out of blowing Brady where anyone could walk in Sam took it slow at first. From base to tip he moved in one slow stroke that buried his nose in the rabbit's crotch and held himself there.
With every inch of the cock in his throat Sam stroked his tongue along the underside of the length as he sucked hard. His efforts were rewarded when Brady clinched his hand and ground his hips forward into Sam's snout. If Sam could of he would have stayed down longer, but was soon pulling back. Letting just the tip stay inside his mouth Sam looked up at his older teacher's face as it scrunched up in pleasure. Then he got to work.
Moving his hands from Brady's balls to the rabbit's thick thighs Sam sank back down quick. Suppressing his body's need to choke and gag around the cock Sam didn't hold back as he started a quick rhythm that had spit and pre dribbling down his chin. Placing another hand on Sam's head Brady held out for a while before he started to hump.
Moaning and cursing under his breath Brady ignored the soft sounds of struggle from Sam, knowing more than anyone else the cat could take it. Lifting himself off the bench Brady bent over Sam and took short thrusts as he grew close. When he hit the point of no return and his cock began to pulse inside of Sam's throat Brady forced his old student down in his lap and flooded him with seed. Greedily Sam drank it all down and started to pull at Brady's ball to coax out more cum from Brady.
When he had nothing more to give Sam Brady pulled out and slumped down in his seat to catch his breath, cock covered in a frothy mix of pre and spit. Sam did much the same as he stayed on his knees and closed his eyes. His face was messy, but he didn't mind.
He however did open his eyes when the radio was pulled from his shirt pocket. "Hey Tucker, Brady here. Going to borrow this kid for a while." Brady spoke into the speaker before flashing a cocky smile to Sam "Over."
For one terrifying moment Sam thought he might lose his new job. "That's fine Brady, just make sure he is ready for work tomorrow. Over." Tucker, Sam's boss, replied quickly. In stunned silence Sam sat there on his knees as Brady clipped the radio into his shirt pocket.
"Looks like I get you all night, you'll be more fun than sitting around the pool reading." Brady said with a smile, already stroking his length again that had stopped growing soft.