Young College Student

 

     The first day of the local community girl's junior
college saw the young freshmen wondering around
looking for the buildings and classrooms.  They were
all to aware that if they are not there to answer the
roll call their place would be taken by a student with
an addition card.

     My name is Elle and was one of the new freshmen
and had the look of a deer caught in the headlights of
an oncoming truck.  I was the product of an
overprotective grandmother.  My mother had died of
cancer before I was old enough to attend pre-school.
My 70-year-old grandmother Emily raised me.  As a
result, I was a very shy girl.  I looked much younger
than my chronical age.  It didn't help that I was only
four-foot eleven-inch, 85-pound, size five girl.

     My overprotective grandmother had sheltered me
from bonding with my classmates and neighbor girls.
I had been brought up in a very religious household.
Emile was a widow that had been abused by her
husband, as a result, she mistrusted all males.  A fact
that was not lost on me.  I had never even seen the
body of a naked woman until her grandmother got
sick and I had to bathe her.  I paid for the
generation gap by becoming unsure of myself and
painfully shy.

     One of the classes I was enrolled in was a
political science call 101.  The classroom was located
on the second floor of the admiration building.  I had
always sought to not draw attention to myself and
when I found the classroom, I deliberately sat in a
desk against the wall in the second row.

     Slowly the other students filled in and
distributed themselves in the vacant desks.  Some
other them were talking to their neighbors.
Everything went quiet when a tall woman strode into
the room and placed a leather briefcase on the desk
at the front of the room.  She turned her back on
the class and write on the green chalkboard with
yellow chalk, "Ms. Lana Taylor - Political Science 101."

     She turned to face the class, then she pulled a
printout of names.  She proceeded to read the list of
names.  The girls responded with "Here" at the
conclusion of the roll call there were two names that
got no response.  She used a ballpoint pen to line out
the names, and announced, "Are there anyone here
that was not called out or has an add card."

     As student rose and came forward and handed
her an add card.  She wrote down the girl's name and
told her to return to her seat.  She came around the
desk and leaned against the desk and gave us a
speech about the objectives of the class and a list of
five books she demanded that we purchase at the
student store.  She excused us to go to the student
store, with the reminder that the class was on
Monday, Windway, Fridays and the time.

     I was impressed with the sophisticated woman
about thirty-years-old, with a full figure.  She moved
like a cat, even though she had wide hips, bulbous
butt, and thick thighs.  Her suit coat covered full
breasts.  Her size gave her an air of command while
she also projected a motherly demeanor.  She was
defiantly an alpha personality.  On her, the extra
weight looked good, and sway of her hips ase she
walked was eye-catching.  I was both intimidated and
attracted to her.

     During her lectures, we found out that she had a
law degree and licensed to practice law in the State.
I wondered why she chose to teach when she could
earn a lot more money practicing law.  During the fall
semester, on a couple of occasions, I noticed that the
front of her blouse became moist when her jacket
moved enough for me to see her large breasts.  I
couldn't believe that she was lactating.

     As much as I tried to not draw attention to
myself there was something about me that attracted
her to me.  She sought me out to talk to me after
class one day she invited me to accompany her to her
office during her office hours.  We made our way
down the hall to her office.  This was my first visit to
her office and I quickly took in what her office
looked like.  There was a makeshift bookcase against
the wall with a leather couch in front of it with a
wooden desk near the window and a credenza in front
of the window.  There a single cup coffee machine on
the credenza.  She invited me to have a seat on the
couch and asked if I would like a cup of coffee.

     I said, "If you are having one, I would love a cup."

     She rounded her desk and prepared two cups of
coffee.  She asked if I would like creamer or
sweetener.  I opted for sweetener.  She added
Sweet-in-low to my cup before brewing my coffee.
She took hers black and she joined me on the couch.

     There was a quiet moment while we tasted our
coffee.  Mine was a sweet rich flavored blend.  Then
Ms. Tylor told me, "you can call me Lana outside the
classroom.   I would like to know more about you.
Why don't you tell me about yourself?"

     I was reluctant to talk about myself, but before
long I told her just about everything.  She expressed
sympathy for my loss of my mother and she learned
that my grandmother was overly protective of me.  I
had never been allowed to date boys.

     Lana expressed her concern for me because
college life was so amoral.  She assured me that I
could confide in her anytime I wanted.  I felt a bond
between us and trusted her.  We often had coffee
together after class.  One afternoon she invited her
to have dinner with her.  I accepted and she drove me
to her home.

     On this occasion when she removed her jacket
the front of her louse was wet on the front of both
breasts.  She exclaimed, "Damn, I'm leaking again!  Do
you mind if I change and do something about this?"

     I was dumbfounded and sputter, "Not at all."

     She led me to her bedroom where she removed
her skirt and hung the jacket and skirt in her closet
before removing her blouse and pulled soaked pads
from her nursing bra.  Milk was dripping from her
nipples.  She picked up a breast pump and attached
the clear cup to one nipple and started squeezing the
rubber bulb that sucked milk out of the nipple and it
flowed into an attached bottle.

    Lana explained, "I had a miscarriage a couple of
years ago.  I was already lactating, so I donate my
milk to an organization that provides mother's milk to
women that are unable to provide milk for their
babies."  She lifted the breasts she was milking and
added, "It is embarrassing how often my tits leak."

     I sat on her bed transfixed watching her empty
one tit and them milk the other tit.

     When she finished milking her tits, she caped the
bottle and asked, "If you don't mind, I will change my
clothes."

     I watched her peal down her sexy panties over
her big round butt.  While she retrieved fresh
panties and a fresh nursing bra with dry pads in the
cups.  While I watched she admired her statuesque
body in the full-length mirror with her back to me.
She demonstrated her ability to jiggle her wide
buttocks independently.  She giggled, "Forgive my
boldness!  I just enjoy being naked."

     She turned to face me as she put on the fresh
bra.  I found myself staring at the dark patch of
pubic hair.  As she stepped into her fresh panties, I
witnessed her labia open and saw her large clitoris.
As Lana straightened up, she reached for a simple
house dress.

     She handed me the worm bottle, as she gathered
up her soiled clothes and led me in her bare feet
down the hall, stopping long enough to deposit the
clothes in the hamper in the bathroom.  When we
reached the kitchen, she took the bottle from my
hand and put in the fridge.  She said, "Some young
baby is going to be fed well."

     I had no memory of nursing from my mother and
the subject never came up while talking to my
grandmother.  The idea of pressing my face into a
soft tit and sucking warm milk from a plump nipple
fascinated me.  I'm sure I blushed at the thought.

     Lana set about preparing the meal for us.  I was
distracted by the sight of her vomitous body as her
butt swayed as she moved around the kitchen.

     At the conclusion of our meal, she told me that it
had been a pleasure having my company and suggested
that it was time for her to put on shoes and take me
home.  On the ride back to the grandma's we engaged
in more small talk.  When she dropped me off in front
of the home, she told me how much she enjoyed my
company and looked forward to doing it again.

     Grandma came out of the house to meet my
teacher.  I introduced them, and grandma insisted
that Lara call her Emily.  Lana also insisted that she
call me by her given name too.  As Lana drove away, I
felt there was some tension between them.  I stood
there watching her drive away.  I was flattered by
her interest in me.  I felt an attraction to her, almost
like she had a motherly feeling for me.

     Our meetings after class became a regular
practice.  I had dinner at her home almost once a
week.  On a couple of occasions, I watched her milk
her tits.  One day I went to her office s least an hour
before class and Lana asked me to do a favor for her.
She told me that she forgot to milk her tits before
coming to the campus, would you be kind enough to
allow me to nurse you so that I don't leak during my
lecture?

     I had thought about doing that plenty of times.  I
almost wet my panties at the thought of actually
getting to do it.

     Lana sat on the couch and had me lay on my back
with my head on her lap.  Then she exposed both
breasts and guided the nipple of her left tit to my
mouth.  I was in heaven sucking on her tit.  When her
left tit was empty, she fed me the right nipple.
While I was nursing, she placed her hand on my
crotch and stroked my crotch until I had an orgasm.
We straightened up and wet to class in plenty of
time.

     Weekends after that I often found reasons for
visiting Lana.  She started saying things like, "I own
you now. You're my little girl", Lena says as she enjoys
the young mouth nursing from her mammary glands.

     We no longer needed to make excuses for me to
suck her tits.  We would get undressed and we would
masturbate each other while I nursed.  When Lana
asked me to suck her pussy, I was thrilled to bury my
face in her hairy crotch and seek out her clit and
suck on it like it was another nipple.

     At home, I was constantly talking about Lana.
Grandma seemed to be cold whenever I ran on about
my teacher.  I learned not to bring up any topic about
Lana and our activities.

     The next time I was having dinner with Lana I
mentioned, "I think my grandmother is jealous about
you and me."

     Lana had taken to addressing me with pet names
like Baby, Honey, Sweetie when we were not on
campus.  One evening Lana was sitting on her favorite
chair with her feet on a footstool and asked me to
remove her shoes and rub her feet.  I sat on the
footstool and rested her feet on my lap and started
rubbing the bottom of her feet and pressing her
toes.  She closed her eyes and moaned.  The longer I
worked on her feet the more I noticed that she was
resting the other foot with her head resting on my
crotch.  I felt guilty because it felt good though.

     The next time I visited Lana after I had been
home, she waited until she felt it was appropriate and
asked me if I had told my grandmother about the
foot massage.  Of course, I had never mentioned it
because I felt guilty about enjoying the feeling her
heel had induced in me.  I realized that Lana had
replaced my grandmother as my mother figure.

     Lana was taking me shopping for clothes that
were appropriate for a young college student.  I
stopped dressing like an old maid.  The change in my
attire didn't sit well with grandma.  She did try to
impose her authority over my conduct, but I finally
was forced to tell her that I was an adult now.

     One day while I was in Lana's office with her, she
received a call.  I heard her say, "Hello, of course,
Emile you are welcome to come to my office to
discuss Elle."  After she hung up, she told me that
Emile would be there in about a half hour.

     In preparation for her visit, Lana took her panties
off and had me take off all of my clothes.  She put
them in a desk drawer.  When grandma knocked on
the door.  Lana had me get under her desk, while she
answered the door.  When she welcomed Emile into
her office and invited her to sit on the chair in front
of her desk while she rounded the desk and sat on
her swivel chair and pulled herself to the desk.  She
spread her thick thighs around my body as I
crouched on my knees.  I placed my hands on her
thighs and kissed her thick inner thighs before
pressed my face in the moist fragrant pubic hair.  I
started licking her vagina with long strokes of my
tongue.

     Emile was oblivious of what was going on as she
begins discussing what she came to say.  "Lana I'm
concerned that your personal relationship with my
granddaughter will interfere with her education.

     Lana took a deep breath as she experienced a
wave of pleasure being caused by my tongue on her
clit.  "Emile, I am very careful not to let my personal
tutoring interfering with the progress of the
education of a student.  It is a benefit for students
to have a mentor guide them in their overall
development both as a student and as a useful
member of society."

     She was doing a good job convincing Emile.  One
could take her pauses in speech as doing o for effect,
but in truth, she was experiencing little orgasms.
She was caressing my cheeks with her soft thighs.

     Emile expressed concern the Elle would fall
behind if she wasn't pushed.

     Lana said, "your granddaughter is right where she
belongs right now!"  She reached under the desk with
her left hand and placed it on the back of my head
and smashed my face against her cunt.

     While I listened to their exchange, I felt guilty
for deceiving my grandmother.  That didn't stop me
from slobbering all over the wet cunt.  I wanted to
please my teacher.  My efforts were rewarded when
Kana had an orgasm and squirted her cum into my
mouth.

     Emile was concerned by Lana's seeming
distraction.  "Elle wants to enter medical school
eventually; she can't afford to get behind in her
studies."

     Lana invited Emile to come to her home for dinner
and they could discuss a study plan that would keep
Elle on track.

     I didn't understand that Lana was planning on
using her leverage to seduce my grandmother too.

     Lana arranged to host my grandmother while I
was on a field trip with another class.  When my
granny arrived at Lana's home, she welcomed her and
sat with her on the couch as she convinced her, "I can
see to it that Elle passes every class and is admitted
to medical school if you are willing to do everything
an ask!"

     My grandmother was willing to do anything
necessary to ensure Elle achieves her desire to
become a doctor.

     It must have been very intimidating because Lana
was easily twice the size and half the age of my
grandmother.  Lana was sitting there with a
lightweight polished cotton dress and bare footed.  "I
am a very sexual woman, are you willing to make me
cum with your mouth?"

     Granny may have misgiving about performing oral
sex on a woman because of her religious beliefs, was
willing to do anything for me.

     As Lana lifted her skirt to reveal the lack of
panties covering her crotch, Emile slid off the couch
and knelt between Lana's legs.  Lana secretly films
everything as granny submitted to Lana's desires.
She placed her thing fingers on the plump thighs and
moved her head between Lana's legs and started
licking the hairy cunt.  Lana lay back and placed her
hands on the shortly cropped gray hair and extolled
Emile's efforts to tongue fuck her cunt.  When Lana
was satisfied by having a couple of orgasms and
breastfeeding the old woman with her breasts milk,
she demanded that Emile make plans to visit her
regularly because she had videoed everything and
would show them to me if she didn't comply.

     The following date was much worse for Emily, as
Lana, pined her to the floor easily, using her superior
strength and weight as she sat on her with her big
buttocks.  Emile is handcuffed, whipped, humiliated in
many ways, all secretly filmed again.  Emile still
doesn't know that Lana has already had her me in so
many ways!

     Lana decides it is time that Elle see her
dominating her grandmother, in order to make her
completely submit to her ways.  After viewing the
tapes together, I was shocked, but was also turned
on seeing my one-time authority figure being
dominated and submitting to Lana's sexual desires.

     Lana coerced me into one final act of submission.
One afternoon we were at grandmother's while she
was visiting one of her relatives for the day.  Lana
had me naked on granny's bed.  Lana got naked and
got on her hands and knees.

     "You belong to me now.  Call me Mommy". She told
me.  "You need to prove your loyalty to me, by getting
behind me!"  Analingus was implicitly requested by
Lana, and as I licked my professor's large round
derrière.  Rather than being repulsed by the smell
and taste of her dark-colored asshole, I loved it.

     I was busy licking her asshole for possibly twenty
minutes when grandmother walked into the bedroom.
This is the biggest test of my loyalty yet!

     Lana demanded that I continue eating her ass.
Lana says: "Elle my pet, you need to show your
grandmother what a good girl you have become!"

     Grandma was shocked at the sight of me with my
face buried between the cheeks od Lana's big butt.
He was beyond the ability to express anger because
she was already Lana's sex slave.  When Lana was
satisfied, we returned to the living room.

     Grandmother prepared dinner, while Lana and I
sat on the couch and she masturbated me.  The
dinner was restrained with little said until the meal
was finished.  Lana and I returned to the living room
while Granny washed the dishes.

     When Grandma joined us, she found us sitting on
the couch and Lana's feet were in my lap and I was
massaging her bare feet.

     Lana said, "My feet were killing me because I was
wearing new pumps all day, and Elle was kind enough
to massage my feet."

     Grandma's face revealed her disapproval but she
kept quiet about her feelings.  During the ensuing
small talk, Lana's big breasts were leaking milk.
Grandma was embarrassed by the sight of the milk
dripping her Lana's nipples.

     Lana apologized, "I'm sorry that this is happening,
I thought I had milked them before coming, but I
guess I forgot.  I have been donating breast milk for
several years to an origination that provides breast
milk to women that are unable to breastfeed their
babies."

     Emile said, "I didn't know you had children?"

     "I was lactating before I suffered a miscarriage.
I happen to produce milk like a milk machine, so I
opted to be a donner."

     "Is there something you need to do?"

     "I need to milk them but I didn't bring a breast
pump.  The only way to relieve the situation is to milk
them."

     I watched in fascination, and my grandmother
looked puzzled.  She asked, "Would you like to be
alone to accomplish that?"

     Lana looked amused, "Would you mind if Elle gave
me a hand?"

     "I guess not."

     Lana placed her hands under both of her heavy G-
sized breasts and lifted them and offered it to me.

     I was stunned that she actually expected me to
suck on her tits in front of my grandmother.

     Grandmother was even more surprised when I
leaned forward and actually started sucking on one
her teats.  I had to suck pretty hard to get the milk
to flow, but once it started flowing, I soon had a
mouth full warm milk.  It didn't taste like cold cow's
milk at all.  In fact, she had been drinking coffee and
her milk had a little taste like coffee.

     Grandma sat there in stunned silence watching me
suckle on the large woman's breasts.  Before I
finished emptied the tit some milk dribbled down my
chin and fell on the front of my chest.

     Lana said, "Be careful Baby, you don't want to get
the couch wet."  She ran her fingers through my hair
while I was sucking on her left nipple.

     Grandma let out a soft moan and got out of her
chair and knelt in front of Lana and took the other
nipple into her mouth and started sucking.  Lana was
stroking the hair of both of our heads.  There came a
point when her breasts were empty and we must have
been causing some discomfort to Lana.  She had to
pry us away from her breasts.

     Lana eventually announced that I was time for her
to go home.  She gathered up clothes and got
dressed.  The last thing she did was to pull the front
of her dress up.  "I'm sure the two of you have some
things to discuss.  I will see you in class tomorrow,
Honey!"

     Grandma and I sat there wiping excess milk from
our mouths, as Lana headed towards the door.  I ran
after her and stood on tiptoe to kiss her.  Grandma
struggled to stand up and joined us at the door to
wish Lana a good evening, as she placed her hand
round my waist.

     After Lana left Emile told me, "I guess it's time I
tell you about your mother and me."

     We returned to the couch and she began to tell
her story.  "When your mother returned home with
you, she was already terminally ill.  We did our best
to keep it from you as long as possible.  It got to the
point that I had to help her in and out of the tub.
One day while I was washing her, I was wishing her
crotch and your mother pressed my hand against her
pussy.  She begged me to masturbate her, so I
brought her to an orgasm.  We were sharing my bed
so that you had a room to yourself.  That night we
started making love to each other."

     It took a moment for me to absorb the mental
picture of my mother and grandmother making love to
each other.  Her confession flew in the face of
everything I had been taught about the evils of gay
sex.  After I recovered, I had to admit that I had
always had a physical attraction for my grandmother.

    It was bedtime so we didn't say anything more.  I
assume grandma was giving me my space to come to
grips with my feelings.  I went to my bathroom and
took a warm bath in preparation for going to bed.
While I was in the tub, I heard water running in
Grandma's bathroom.  I couldn't resist masturbating
to an orgasm.  The water was cold by the time I got
out of the tub.  When I was tucked into my bed, I
was still horny and couldn't go to sleep.  I got out of
bed and made my way in the dark to Emile's bedroom.

     There is something about parents that comes
close to being physic, because as soon as I opened her
door grandma turned on the bedside lamp and sat up
in bed and moved her pillow as she moved back
against the headboard.  She gave me a smile, "Are you
having trouble falling asleep too?"

     I jumped onto the bed like I had so many times
before.  "I can't sleep!"

     Grandma said, "Neither can I!  I have been
carrying around that guilt about your mother and me
for years!  You would think that now that it's out, you
would think I would be relaxed."

     I moved around to her side and rested my head
on her arm like I had done so many times as a child.
My grandmother is a slender woman about 5' 4".  I
always felt small next to her.  She was wearing an old
simple cotton flannel nightgown.  The outline of her
breasts barely made an impression on her nightgown
and her nightgown was warm and smelled of her body.

     Grandma asked, "I guess we should talk about
what this!"

     "Grandma, I love you more than anyone!  You have
been my mother for almost all of my life, but now
that I know that you were more than mother to my
mother, I love you even more."  I moved so that I
could kiss her on the mouth.  As I kissed her, I
placed my hand on her left breast.  At first, her body
stiffened for a moment, then she relaxed and
returned my kiss.  That led to us in a long evening of
discovery.

     I studied granny's body when she removed both
of our nightgowns.  Granny was skinny even compared
to my body.  She may have had round firm breasts in
her youth, but now they looked like empty coin purses
laying on her chest.  the areoles were elongated and
the nipples pointed towards the floor.  I lifted one of
them and started sucking on it like she could give me
milk.  Granny started stroking my hair and telling me,
"Baby, I love you more than I can ever tell you!"

     When Emile had enough of me sucking on her tit's
she pushed me away and led me to her bedroom.  The
bed was still messy and smelled of Lana's body.
Neither of us carried as we got in bed.  Granny placed
me in the middle of the bed and placed her hands
under my butt up and started sucking on my pussy like
someone eating a watermelon slice.  After I had an
orgasm, we changed places and I ate her gray-haired
pussy.

     When Lana came for visits after that it was
common for granny and me to perform oral sex on
each other at the same time while Lana would fuck me
in the ass with a strap-on dildo.

     I even changed my major to that of a sex
education teacher, so that I could someday seduce
young college girls.