Aiden stood before the heavy oak door engraved with intricate silver runes. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and knocked firmly three times.

A rich, strict, yet undeniably hot feminine voice answered from within.

"Come in."

He turned the handle and stepped inside.

The office was elegant, filled with the scent of aged books, incense. Tall bookshelves lined the walls, ancient artifacts floated gently in glass cases, and a large window behind the desk bathed the room in soft golden light.

Behind a grand desk sat Professor Nyssa Obsidienne.

She was stunning — a vision of mature, dominant beauty that made Aiden’s cock twitch instantly. Shoulder-length glossy black hair framed a sharp, seductive face with piercing emerald-green eyes that glowed with intelligence and hunger. Full, crimson-painted lips curved into a slow, predatory smile the moment she saw him. Her body was pure sin: massive, overflowing breasts barely contained by a tight black dress with a daring lattice cage design over her deep cleavage. The black straps criss-crossed her enormous, glistening tits, barely holding back the heavy, soft flesh that threatened to spill out. The shiny black material hugged her narrow waist before flaring over wide, fertile hips and a thick, plush ass that strained against the desk chair. Long black sleeves and a flowing cape-like extension gave her an imposing, almost regal presence.

She rose gracefully, her hips swaying hypnotically as she gestured toward the luxurious sofa on the side of the room.

"Mr. Aiden Nightshade," she purred, voice smooth like velvet over steel. "I’ve been expecting you. Please, sit."

Aiden smirked and walked over, dropping onto the sofa with casual confidence. The moment he sat, Nyssa moved beside him — close. Far too close. Her thick thigh pressed against his as she settled on the cushion, her enormous breasts nearly brushing his arm. The heat radiating from her body was unmistakable.

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[Mmm~ Master~] Lunara moaned immediately in his head. [Look at her. This professor is dripping for you already. Those tits look like they were made to be fucked. Claim her~]

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"So..." Nyssa began, turning slightly toward him. One hand rested on the back of the sofa, fingers lightly brushing his shoulder. "The famous Child of Prophecy finally graces my office. Tell me, Sir... what brings a young man to a professor’s private chambers?"

Her emerald eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in, giving him a perfect view down the lattice of her dress. Her massive breasts jiggled softly with every breath, the black straps digging into soft, creamy flesh.

Aiden’s gaze dropped shamelessly to her chest before returning to her eyes. "I could say it’s for academic advice... but we both know that would be a lie."

Nyssa laughed — low, throaty, and seductive. "Honest. I like that." She shifted even closer, her thigh now firmly pressed against his. "Most students are terrified when they enter this room. You, however... look like you want to devour me."

"Because I do," Aiden replied smoothly, turning toward her. He placed one hand boldly on her stocking-clad thigh, squeezing the thick, soft flesh. "You’re far too beautiful to be just a professor, Nyssa. That body... those tits... you’re dressed like you want to be fucked on this sofa."

Her lips parted slightly, a flush creeping up her neck, but her eyes only darkened with lust.

"Such bold words from a first-year," she whispered, but made no move to remove his hand. Instead, she leaned in until their faces were inches apart. "Do you speak to all your professors this way?"

"Only the ones who look like they need to be bent over their own desk," Aiden murmured, his fingers sliding higher up her thigh, pushing under the hem of her tight black dress.

Nyssa’s breath hitched. She bit her lower lip, then suddenly closed the distance.

Their lips crashed together in a hungry, dominant kiss. Aiden’s hand moved to the back of her head, fingers tangling in her glossy black hair as he took control. Nyssa moaned into his mouth, her massive breasts squishing heavily against his chest. Her tongue danced aggressively with his, but she quickly yielded, letting him dominate the kiss.

When they finally broke apart, a thin string of saliva connected their lips.

"Fuck..." Nyssa breathed, eyes half-lidded. "You kiss like you already own me."

"Because I will," Aiden growled, kissing her again — harder this time. His free hand boldly grabbed one of her enormous breasts, squeezing the soft, heavy globe through the lattice straps. Nyssa moaned loudly, arching into his touch as he kneaded and mauled her tit.

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[Yes, Master~] Lunara purred excitedly. [Groping a professor in her own office. Squeeze harder. Make her nipples leak for you~]

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Aiden pinched her stiff nipple through the fabric, making Nyssa gasp and shudder. He broke the kiss only to trail his lips down her neck, sucking and biting possessively while his hand continued exploring her massive chest.

"You’re soaked already, aren’t you?" he whispered against her skin, sliding his other hand between her thighs. His fingers brushed against her drenched panties. "Professor... you’re dripping down your thighs just from kissing a student."

"Shut up and touch me," Nyssa hissed, but her voice was trembling with need. She spread her legs wider, giving him better access.

Aiden smirked and pushed her panties aside, plunging two thick fingers deep into her soaking cunt. Nyssa cried out, her walls clenching tightly around him as he began pumping roughly.

"Ahhn—! Aiden—!!" she moaned, hips rolling against his hand. Her massive breasts heaved wildly, nearly spilling completely out of the lattice top.

He kissed her again, swallowing her moans while fingering her harder. The wet, obscene sounds of her pussy filled the office as he curled his fingers against her g-spot.

Nyssa’s hands clutched his crimson uniform, pulling him closer as she lost herself to the pleasure. Her thick thighs trembled around his hand, black stockings stretching around her soft flesh.

"You’re going to be mine, Professor," Aiden growled between kisses, biting her lower lip. "These tits, this pussy, this whole fucking body — all mine."

"Yes—!!" Nyssa whimpered, eyes rolling back slightly as another finger joined the first. "Take it— Take whatever you want—!"

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[She’s breaking so beautifully, Master~] Lunara moaned. [Look at how she’s grinding on your fingers like a desperate whore. Make her cum all over her expensive sofa~]

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Aiden doubled his efforts, thumb rubbing her swollen clit while his fingers fucked her mercilessly. Nyssa’s moans grew louder and more broken, her massive chest bouncing with every thrust of his hand.

Aiden’s fingers kept pumping deep into Nyssa’s soaked pussy, curling relentlessly against her g-spot as wet, obscene squelching sounds filled the elegant office. With his other hand, he grabbed the hem of her tight black dress and yanked it upward in one powerful motion.

Nyssa lifted her arms obediently, moaning as the shiny black fabric slid over her head and was tossed aside. Underneath, she wore nothing but an extremely slutty micro bikini — tiny black strings and patches that barely covered anything. The micro bra was a pathetic excuse for clothing, thin straps framing her massive, overflowing tits while the tiny triangles struggled to contain her heavy, breasts. The micro thong was already soaked through, pulled aside by Aiden’s fingers as he continued finger-fucking her without mercy.

"Fuck, Professor..." Aiden growled, eyes devouring her nearly naked body. "As a respected professor, your choice of undergarments is quite something. You came to work dressed like a desperate breeding sow hoping to get fucked in her office?"

Nyssa moaned loudly, hips rolling shamelessly against his thrusting fingers. "Ahhn—! Only... only when I knew you were coming—!!"

She grabbed his face with both hands and pulled him into a desperate, hungry kiss. Her tongue invaded his mouth as her massive tits squished heavily against his chest. Aiden kissed her back just as aggressively, his fingers never stopping their brutal rhythm inside her dripping cunt.

His free hand came up and roughly squeezed one of her enormous breasts, fingers sinking deep into the soft, heavy flesh. He could feel how full and swollen they were. With a quick tug, he yanked the micro bra upward, completely freeing both massive globes.

Her pink, puffy nipples were thick and juicy — visibly leaking tiny droplets of milk that ran down the creamy curves of her tits.

Aiden broke the kiss with a wet pop and immediately latched onto her right nipple. He sucked hard.

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Mmmph—!!

Thick, warm, sweet breast milk flooded his mouth in powerful streams. Nyssa cried out in pleasure, her back arching sharply as she pressed his head harder against her leaking tit.

"Yes—!! Drink from me—!!" she whimpered, voice trembling with shame and overwhelming arousal. One hand cradled the back of his white hair while the other clutched his shoulder. "My boyfriend... he left me the moment I told him I was pregnant... I gave birth just a few months ago... ahhn—!! So sensitive—!!"

Aiden pulled back for a second, a thin trail of her milk dripping down his chin. His eyes burned with lust.

"It’s delicious," he growled, voice rough. "Your milk tastes so fucking good, Professor."

He dove back in, latching onto her left nipple this time and sucking even harder. Thick jets of warm milk sprayed into his mouth as he kneaded both of her massive, leaking tits roughly. Nyssa’s moans grew louder and more broken. Her pussy clenched violently around his fingers as she came hard, gushing all over his hand while he drank from her.

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[Mmmmmm~ Master~] Lunara moaned filthily in his head. [She’s lactating for you. A fresh young mother with milk-filled udders this big... You’re drinking a professor’s breast milk while fingering her in her own office. This is perfect. Drain her completely~]

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Aiden kept sucking greedily, alternating between both nipples. Every hard suck made more warm, sweet milk flood his mouth. He swallowed loudly, drinking her down while his fingers continued stretching and fucking her dripping cunt. Nyssa’s massive breasts jiggled and bounced with every movement, milk leaking freely from her swollen pink nipples whenever his mouth wasn’t sealed around them.

She pointed shakily toward the other side of the room, where a beautiful enchanted baby cradle floated gently, soft magical lights glowing around it.

"My... my baby girl..." Nyssa panted, voice hoarse with pleasure. "She’s sleeping so peacefully..."

Aiden lifted his head from her tits, milk dripping from his lips, and glanced over. A tiny, adorable baby girl slept soundly in the cradle, wrapped in soft blankets.

"She looks beautiful," Aiden murmured, voice low and sincere. "Just like her mommy."

Nyssa’s eyes filled with tears of overwhelming emotion and lust. She pulled his head back to her chest desperately.

"Please... keep drinking... I’ve been so full..."

Aiden latched on again, sucking harder. He squeezed and milk her enormous breasts, forcing even thicker streams of warm milk down his throat. The taste was rich, sweet, and addictive. Milk ran down his chin, dripped onto his uniform, and coated her own belly and thighs as he feasted.

Nyssa was losing her mind with pleasure. Her hips bucked wildly against his fingers as another orgasm crashed through her. Her milk flowed even more freely, spraying lightly every time he sucked particularly hard.

"Yes—!! Drink Mommy’s milk—!!" she cried out, completely lost in ecstasy. "I haven’t had anyone suck them since she was born... they’ve been so heavy... so full... thank you—!!"

Aiden growled against her soft flesh and switched nipples again, sucking noisily while his thumb rubbed her swollen clit. Milk was now leaking steadily from both of her puffy pink nipples even when he wasn’t sucking — running in rivulets down her massive, glistening tits.

He pulled back slightly, letting a thick stream of milk spray across his face before latching on again. He kneaded her breasts roughly, treating them like udders as he drank deeply. The wet sucking sounds mixed with Nyssa’s broken moans created an obscene symphony in the quiet office.

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[She’s completely yours now, Master~] Lunara purred. [A lactating professor feeding you her milk while cumming on your fingers. Look how her belly is still slightly soft from giving birth... perfect for breeding again. Fill her up while she feeds you~]

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Aiden kept drinking for a long time, alternating between both breasts, squeezing them, slapping them lightly so they jiggled and sprayed, then sucking hard again. Nyssa’s milk seemed endless — thick, warm, and sweet. Every time he swallowed a mouthful, she moaned like she was cumming again.

Her hands stroked his hair lovingly, pressing him deeper into her massive, leaking chest.

"You’re... so much better than my useless ex-boyfriend..." she whispered between moans. "He never made me feel like this... never drank from me... You can have all my milk whenever you want... these tits are yours now..."

Aiden responded by biting gently around her puffy areola, making her squeal and spray even more milk into his mouth. He drank greedily, his stomach feeling warm and full from her rich breast milk.

He continued the intense milk and boob play for what felt like an eternity — squeezing, kneading, licking, sucking, and occasionally pulling back to watch her spray. Nyssa came multiple times just from the breast stimulation and his fingers, her body trembling and twitching as she fed her young, powerful student.

By the time Aiden finally pulled back, both of her massive tits were red from his rough handling, covered in bite marks and saliva, and still leaking steadily. Nyssa looked completely fucked out — glasses slightly askew, hair messy, micro bikini ruined, thighs soaked, and a blissful, submissive expression on her beautiful face.

Aiden licked his lips, tasting the last traces of her sweet milk.

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END OF Chapter : 407 : PROFESSOR’S PRIVATE OFFICE!

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