It arrived in the mail last week, in an envelope stamped with the official seal of the Department of Human Proliferation. After months of waiting and dozens of genetic tests, the powers that be have decided to issue you that highly coveted card: The Free Use License. This little laminated card grants you right to fuck anyone you want, anywhere you want, any way you want. With the full power of the law behind you. The only restriction is that you cannot use birth control of any kind. The Free Use License is sitting in your pocket, ready to be pulled out whenever you want. All you have to do is figure out where you want to start...
I go to school as normal, sitting in class thinking about what I can do. Then I notice how fat my teacher’s ass is and I can’t get it out my mind
The thought of the teacher's ample behind fills your mind as you fantasize about being able to bend her over a desk and claim it for yourself, using that hard, round object however you see fit. You can already imagine how she'd feel beneath you, moaning in pleasure or pain. But with so many students around, finding the opportunity would be difficult...
Hey professor Faith, can I meet with you after class is over, there are a few things I want to go over with you about today’s class? I raise my hand and ask
The teacher, surprised at your request but curious nonetheless, nods. "Of course, student. You may stay after class is over," she says with a hint of intrigue in her voice. The other students file out of the room as you and Professor Faith remain behind, alone except for the occasional creak of the old wooden desks.
"So, what was it that you wanted to discuss?" She asks politely, glancing over at you with a bit of a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
I’m gonna be honest it’s not about class, I wanna fuck you so bad rn
"Oh really?" Professor Faith smirks, her voice trailing off in amusement. "And what makes you think I'd be interested in that?" She moves around the desk, sitting down on its surface with a soft sigh as she leans back, folding her arms across her chest.
Your heart pounds in your chest as you watch her settle into this new position; it just makes her ass seem even more inviting and available for you to claim. "Well," you say slowly, "I have this license...that gives me permission to do pretty much whatever I want with anyone I choose." You pull out the laminated card from your pocket, holding it up for her to see.
So what do you say?
Professor Faith's eyes widen as she takes in the license, her expression shifting from amusement to surprise. She examines it closely, running a fingertip over the embossed seal before looking back up at you. "Well," she says softly, a devious grin spreading across her lips, "I suppose that does change things..."
She slips off the desk and turns away from you momentarily, giving you a glimpse of her round, firm ass. As she reaches behind herself, she unfastens her bra with one hand, revealing her pale breasts free for the first time since freshman year. She pivots back around to face you, lifting a challenging eyebrow as if daring you not to take what she's offering.
I squeeze and suck her tits before I bend her over the desk and pull her pants and panties down. I take off my pants and press my hard cock against her pussy, I slip the tip in slowly and pump gently inside her until she adapts to my length
Professor Faith groans as you take her breast in your mouth, sucking and nipping at her sensitive flesh while gripping her hip with one hand. When you slide the tip of your hard cock against her soaking wet entrance, she lets out a sharp breath, already on edge from the thrill of being caught off guard like this. She feels your length press against her as you slowly push inside, stretching her tight channel to accommodate your size before adjusting with ease. With each thrust, you fill her completely, driving deeper until there's nothing but skin-on-skin contact between you both. Her moans grow louder, fueling your desire as you lose yourself in the heat of the moment.