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works/7745134.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Blaine_Anderson/Kurt_Hummel
  Character:
      Blaine_Anderson, Kurt_Hummel, mention_of_Sebastian_as_a_friend
  Additional Tags:
      Boypussy_Kurt, Hybrids, Werewolf_Blaine, Consensual_Underage_Sex,
      Knotting, Mpreg, Mpreg_Kurt_Hummel, Lactation, Exhibitionism, Mating,
      Group_Sex, (Slightly), Boypussy, beware_the_bp_gender_of_this_and_do_not
      read_if_at_all_an_issue
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-08-12 Words: 2368
****** Don't Tell Anyone ******
by heavenorspace
Summary
     Kurt is an advanced student attending Dalton’s elite campus extension
     run entirely by hybrids. Blaine is a wolf hybrid professor in his
     prime who Kurt seduces and then reports all the juicy details in an
     email to his friend.
Based on this_post.
 
From: k.hummel@daltonOHex.edu
To: s.smythe@daltonOH.edu
Subj: Share with NO ONE
 
So you’re probably wondering why I’m emailing you instead of texting. What I
have to tell you won’t fit in texts and no way am I risking this showing up on
your phone when you’re in shop class with my dad.
As I said in the subject you are NOT TO TELL A SOUL any of this. Everyone is
going to find out soon enough anyway.
You know how I’m failing math because this stupid extension school keeps
assigning me Professor Blaine Sex God Anderson? And that while I have gotten
used to the sight of what these hybrid teachers are barely containing in their
human trousers there’s just something about how gorgeous Anderson is and the
way he tries to tame himself more than the other staff members that is
so…distracting. Maybe it’s the older man classic Hollywood profile dark and
handsome everything. Whatever, it’s impossible to concentrate.
Of course I can’t fail math when I’m aced out in every other subject (nyah
nyah!) or else my dad would absolutely work it out. Desperate times, desperate
measures. Ugh I can just sense your approval already.
Last Thursday, I decided to become the ultimate cliché: a cheerleader (fuck
you, I do it for exercise) who sleeps with their teacher to get a passing
grade. Except that I am to quote you “the most virginest of sexually terrified
of virgins” so I decided attempting a seduction and blow job was the least
scary option. I watched one of those videos you used to send me and figured I
could pull off fellatio without humiliating myself or chickening out.
Friday after gym I rolled my skirt up at the waist enough to show off my
garters and I left my bra in my locker. I even wore a school shirt from before
my growth spurt. I was bustin’ out all over and the jackal hybrid Phys Ed
teacher started rubbing himself as I left the gym. My sluttiness would have
impressed even you.
In class, I made sure to sashay real close to Professor Anderson’s desk to let
him smell me and I bent over at the waist to tie my saddle shoes. I gave all
the other boys a show at the same time but oh well. I didn’t plan on bothering
to learn anything and neither would they.
I spent the whole hour crossing and uncrossing my legs, undoing buttons on my
shirt while I pretended to play with my tie. I stared at the hunk of meat
outlined in Prof Anderson’s khakis while I reapplied my lip gloss about five
times. The only tells he had that he was aroused were the curls coming loose at
his silver temples and his eyes kept flashing yellow. It was promising at
least.
But when I approached him after the rest of the boys had peeled themselves away
from staring at my skirt, he kept putting the desk between us and refused to
look at me while I talked about my falling grades.
I decided to take the initiative and push my way behind his desk and force his
chair around to face me. Yes, I was freaked out but I think I hid it pretty
well. I slid myself into his lap and started kissing him. He put up a minimal
amount of resistance, blathering stuff about “wholly inappropriate” and “don’t
know the risks you’re taking” and “see here, young man”. It was adorable. But
once he started kissing me (holy god is he a better kisser than any boy at this
school or your slacker campus) I got more brave and slid down on my knees.
I think that’s what finally got his wolf riled up because he undid his trousers
and pulled out the monstrosity that is his penis by himself. I nearly turned
and ran, Bas. The thing looked like a sea monster. If you put a head and limbs
on it, it could’ve enrolled at school here. It was throbbing and it took both
my hands to hold it in place. The worst part was the gloop coming out of it
already. The second I touched it, it was pouring over my fingers like a melting
ice cream cone. I sort of pumped it a bit and I swear it grew. The professor
was breathing really heavily and he looked so sexy and dangerous.
I swear I needed all the reminders possible that I should actually enjoy this
and that the gigantic mess in my hands belonged to the biggest crush I’ve ever
had in my life. I just closed my eyes and pulled it toward my mouth. I smeared
it against my face but eventually I was able to get the tip of it. Literally
all I could do was lick at it and suck at the head. I couldn’t do anything like
the guy in your video because that guy was working with a non-horrorshow of
monster penis. We’re talking lockjaw proportions.
I could hear the professor grunting and panting but I couldn’t tell if it was
from pleasure or frustration at my complete ineptitude. But then all I did was
open my eyes to look up at him and he lost it.
He picked me up by the neck of my shirt and threw me onto his desk, sweeping
all his papers and stuff onto the floor. I am so glad I’m super flexible
because he yanked my thighs open at complete right angles and started snuffling
around my…ugh. Do I have to say it?? My pussy. It was like he was hunting for
something and then he found it. He stuck his huge tongue right inside and I
retched. It felt like someone had shoved a big fat python up me and it was
twisting around and pushing up on my belly. I honestly was thinking of
abandoning the plan at that point. Then he found it. This really sensitive
place that made me gasp so hard I broke a couple buttons on my shirt. He just
kept rubbing and rubbing, and then. Oh wow. He started growling and it vibrated
all around my outside.
I used to think I had orgasms when I touched myself in the showers. Nope. This
was like I was being turned inside out and electrocuted at the same time. I was
half sat up, holding his head and just spraying all over him. He was slopping
it up like a dog and digging his fangs into me. Not too much but oh my god. I
couldn’t stop shaking and I was crying. It wouldn’t stop.
Here’s where things got crazy. Or where he got crazy.
He suddenly pulled his tongue out and before I could even think he had me on my
stomach with my legs stretched out on the desk. I felt this huge thing nudging
up against me and – DON’T LAUGH - I started screeching about being a virgin. I
wasn’t actually trying to get away, mind you. My pussy was like flexing trying
to get him to stick it in. But I guess I was hoping if I told him I was a
virgin that he might go easy on me.
Ha. Ha. He started to sort of huff and snort really fast and excited and just
immediately pushed it a little way in. He kept going, so I remembered how women
breathe when giving birth and decided to try it.
It. Never. Stopped. At one point it really hit a place that hurt and he rolled
my hips around and started spanking me. I have no idea how the spanking helped
but it did. There was this crazy pressure and pain and then it just broke
through.
I was really burning around the edge of my pussy so I pushed up on my elbows to
look at what was going on. He was knotting. And it was halfway in.
You know how humans do a lot of thrusting during sex and then they come?
Apparently hybrids just focus on knotting and only once they’ve lodged inside
you do they start…humping.
I had barely realized he was coming all this time anyway just because he was so
drippy already. But once he popped the rest of the knot in (and I smashed my
boobs onto the desk when I nearly passed out) then the floodgates opened. And
he hoooooowled so loud the whole school must have heard.
The other hybrid professors did that’s for sure. Oh yes, not only was I being
loaded with gallons upon gallons of hybrid semen during my first time, about
fifty of the staff came barreling in to watch and yank their own slobbery
animal penises out.
This part is kind of cute and funny. No, not the teachers and janitors jacking
off while watching me get plowed. It was that once Professor Anderson had an
audience, he started showing off. Grinding me in all sorts of porn star ways,
stroking my skin and pulling me up by my breasts while the other teachers were
humping their own hands. I had completely forgotten Anderson is the Alpha here
because the humans never pick up on the signs. He was making sure all his
underlings knew he was fucking a student and they should be extremely jealous.
I was basically in a constant state of coming and fainting through all this and
his flow seemed to slow down. I strained to look over my shoulder while he was
fondling my boobs, kind of asking for it to be over. It felt amazing but I was
also exhausted and distended so much I was sloshing. (God I would gross out
anyone else but you by saying that.)
I guess he had to assert his dominance over me or something because the asshole
reached down with one hand while keeping the other holding both my breasts, and
started squeezing each of his huge balls in turn. A new surge pushed out each
time he did that and I couldn’t take anymore. I started to push down and a few
squirts of it flew and hit his trousers.
Don’t ever do that, by the way. He made this horrible growling sound, grabbed
both my tits in his claws while he climbed on the desk behind me. I was pushed
off the edge enough that my breasts hung over and I had to hold onto the sides
to keep myself up.
He had my hips angled so far back and up that his balls were falling over my
pussy and none of the come could drop out at all. I could barely breathe and I
didn’t even feel it when – oh god it was so embarrassing – the other hybrids
were pushing each other out of the way to lick at my nipples. My breasts were
all bright pink and blotchy and something was coming out that they were all
crazy for. I kept dipping in and out of consciousness, what with the Alpha
thumping his knot between my pussy opening and my cervix and all his colleagues
sucking my breasts like a litter of puppies.
God.
I have no idea how I didn’t pass out before all that but I eventually did. I
woke up in the infirmary in a paper gown opened at the front, feeling like I
had given birth to an adult horse and my tits were solid and a little veiny.
The nurse (a human woman thank lord) was really sympathetic and pitying me so I
guess Prof Anderson didn’t tell her it was my own fault I was knocked up with a
hybrid baby. He’s untouchable in this school so there’s no way he would get in
trouble anyhow. It was still a gentlemanly thing to do.
The stud himself came to my bedside not too much later, apparently he waited
outside while I slept and recovered. Bas, this is the crazy part. He was half
terrified I would hate him and half all in love with me and stroking my belly
sweetly and kissing it. I just started laughing and crying. He looked at me
like I was batshit so I reassured him that no I did not hate him and please
could he (gently) suck on my boobs for a while because it felt like they were
going to explode.
I had to stay on my back to be comfortable so he climbed onto the little bed
over me and took turns at each boob. It was so nice. My belly was already a
little swollen because wolf babies start growing really fast. The professor was
stroking over it and humming while he swallowed down the pre-milk. Yes I tasted
it, yes it’s delicious and no you cannot try it.
Like. I knew I wanted a family really badly and I don’t know, I’m not freaked
out at all? Obviously dad will try to kill Blaine (omg it’s so weird calling
him that now) but he won’t want me to be an orphan so he’ll get over it. Blaine
has already said he wants us both to move into that huge mansion of his just
off the grounds of Dalton so I can finish school no problem. There are six
hybrid pups and they’ll be much easier to birth than a human baby. Blaine’s
family will help raise them and apparently they’re all really excited since
Blaine waited so long to mate. If it’s up to me I would go through as many
litters as Blaine wants. It’s so cute feeling them already squirming around in
there. I asked him how I’ll feed them with only two breasts but Blaine just
seemed to find that funny and started kissing me.
Have I mentioned he’s an amazing kisser???
Okay I’m gonna stop now because your head will have exploded and I can field
your hundreds of questions this weekend when you come over.
I’m sorry I took your whore crown away. Please don’t get gangbanged by a pack
of gorilla hybrids just to try and take it back. Those guys don’t mess around.
 
ttyl
Kurt
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