End of Summer Session -- July 14th 2020
Professor Jennifer Mclaren was fed up having to teach online classes using Zoom, and the past few months had been long and unsettling. Overall, she found the online process awkward and ineffective. She was becoming accustomed to seeing eyes glaze over.
Having had enough, she decided to break the rules. The online summer semester was almost over and she needed the students' full attention for the review. The exam was going to be tough and there was no chance she'd grade them leniently because of the lockdown.
She got naked in her backyard where she often did her video lectures. The community where she lived was spacious enough that she had privacy along a nearby river stream. As a biology professor -- who's courses emphasize outdoor biology and reproduction -- being in tune with nature was part of her job.
Could her breasts be the new secret to her teaching success?
This idea was hatched several days ago, and with a few minutes before the online class started, Jennifer laid on the grass and fingered herself.
Her pussy immediately turned wet as her two fingers worked their magic. Outdoor masturbation was her guilty pleasure and her big nipples were swollen. She stopped at the brink of orgasm, wanting to remain in a sexualized state.
A minute before class started, Jennifer pulled her fingers out and cleaned them with a paper towel. She put on her panties and leggings, but remained barefoot on the grass. For her top, she slipped on a form-fitting white tshirt Nothing else.
She sat on the grass and opened her laptop, knowing this ploy would help focus the attention of her students on her, instead of their phones.
Jennifer was blessed with large nipples that matched her statuesque frame and she intended to use them to their full potential. It was a decision that plagued her, but for the success of her students, she was willing to pay the price.
When she logged into her Zoom account, she kept the camera focused only on her face. As always, she started class on time. When all the stragglers finally joined, she did the unthinkable.
Jennifer zoomed the camera outward so that her upper-body was shown clearly, along with the background of the trees and scenic beauty. On her laptop window, she saw her own nipples poking through her thin tshirt as the sun beamed down. She could only imagine what her students thought.
After a few seconds, she noticed a couple of male students looking closer at their screen. She even saw some of them clicking on their keypad, presumably to enlarge her image.
"Morning everyone," she said with a smile. "It's our last class and I'm proud of all of you. And I know that many of you will be in my Fall semester courses, so it's really important that you receive a passing grade here. So please, pay extra close attention for today's review."
Diving into the lecture, Jennifer's pussy was still buzzing from the outdoor masturbation session. But that was the whole point. It kept her nipples stimulated and seeing more eyes veer down to her chest was an exhilarating rush.
These students were mesmerized by her tits. It was almost comical to watch how many eyes were now drifting down.
Had this been a mistake? Forcing herself to ignore any negative consequence, she plunged into her lecture. As a consummate professional, she went through the class material for nearly two hours.
Beginning of Fall Semester -- August 24th 2020
As with all educational institutions, the University re-opened with a cautious approach. Many classes were still being conducted online. Others were strictly in-person. Some were hybrid models.
To her delight, she stepped into her early morning classroom and could sense the eagerness from her students. Enrollment was down across the campus, but her classroom seemed almost full. Perhaps the science students had a stronger thirst for in-person learning, she thought.
Jennifer's teaching philosophy was threefold: 1) to inspire a lifelong journey 2) to engage directly with students in the classroom, and 3) to integrate the classroom experience with something that would prove useful to a real world career in science.
Taking center stage, the students gave their full attention. Jennifer felt an energy she hadn't felt in many months. This was life. She was used to the occasional creepy leers from a few male students, but this time it was ridiculous. Borderline obscene! She figured that these college boys were probably sex starved from the lockdown.
"Good morning class," she said, starting things off. "I'm Professor Mclaren and welcome to Human Biology 350. It's good to be back in the classroom, isn't it?"
Her warm smile radiated in the classroom, and in return, she had gotten plenty of suggestive nods from male and female students alike.
***
Heading back to her office after class, she was convinced this was a turning point. She hadn't garnered this much attention in years. She had quickly gotten over the leering and dismissed it as the sexual frustration of young people.
Jennifer sat behind her office desk with a fresh cup of coffee and sifted through emails. It was a standard affair for the first day of a new semester. Most emails were from students wanting to add a course or make small inquiries.
But there was one email that would change her life forever.
Hi Professor Mclaren,
This is Amrita Patel. I was previously in several of your classes and now I'm a grad student going for a Master's Degree.
I'm assigned to be your T.A. for the Advanced Reproductive Biology course. It's a real honor and a last minute addition thanks to the Dean.
Additionally, I'm also the new President of the Inter-Sexual Students Association and a lot of our members are in this 11 am class. There's only a small number of students so it'll be an intimate learning experience.
Anyway, news has quietly spread amongst students about your extra-curricular activities. Frankly, I think it's so cool that you're open-minded like we are. I never could have imagined that you're actually one of us.
Can you please have a look at some of our recent meetings? It's how we heal and unite, while also advancing in the studies of biological sciences.
Let me know what you think of these short clips. We think fondly of you!
x Amrita
This was the first time Jennifer had ever been given a Teaching-Assistant without her knowledge. It was customary for teachers to pick. Equally as surprising was this 'reputation' Amrita was referring to.
Brushing off any concern, Jennifer opened the link.
The video played on her laptop and she saw Amrita butt naked outdoors. It was the side of campus that was secluded and blended with nature. Amrita was laying on her back doing yoga-style stretches with open legs. It seemed like the purpose of this was to allow sunshine into her glistening wet vagina.
In another clip, Amrita was naked in a lecture hall along with other students of all races and backgrounds. They were standing in a circle doing yoga poses. Fast forwarding the video, Amrita guided a female student to her back while male students formed a line.
When the first male student penetrated the female at Amrita's direction, it became too much to comprehend. This was pornography. On school grounds!
Closing the video, Jennifer was flabbergasted. In all her years in academia, she had never seen anything like this. Sure, a female student had accidentally sent her naked selfies before, but that was meant for a boyfriend. And she had seen dick pics from idiot students, sent to her from proxy email accounts, but that was anonymous and cowardly behavior.
This was something different. This was the first time a student had ever bared her sexuality in the most brazen way imaginable.
Jennifer decided to respond tactically. These days with political correctness, students have a lot of power so it was smart to be cautious. She replied:
Hi Amrita,
I'm thrilled to have you as my T.A. It's unexpected news.
As for your videos, it's most interesting. I'll admit, it really caught me off guard.
Can we meet privately in my office later? I'd like to talk some things over with you.
