A Lesson in Monsters (COMPLETE)

Brock Pearson, Vice-President of the Greek Council at Monsters University, was frantically running across the quad. He got a text from a friend telling him that the Greek Council meeting had not only been moved to University Hall, but that the starting time had been shifted an hour forward. Not wanting to shirk his responsibilities, Brock had quietly sneaked out of his Scream Theory lecture (SCRM 312) so he could be on time for the meeting. The position of Vice-President carried a lot of clout within the student body, and the junior was overjoyed to find out that his peers had elected him to the position. Now he was working his ass off planning alumni AND student events, speaking with donors, and mediating disputes between the fraternities.

 

He burst through the doors to University Hall and ran up the nearest flight of stairs, two at a time. As he reached the doors to the Greek Council assembly chamber, he leaned against the wall as he caught his breath and made himself presentable. Thankfully he was only 5 minutes early, so he suspected that the other representatives would already be present and accounted for. Dusting off his MU letterman jacket, he pressed through the ornate oak doors and made his way to the head table.

 

"Sorry I'm late dudes, I only just got the..."

 

His voice trailed off as he realized that the council chambers were completely empty. Some of the smaller fraternities  like Oozma Kappa didn't send a representative in the first place, but he was surprised to see no one from Roar Omega Roar or Python Nu Kappa. Those fraternities delighted in representing their group, but their rep was no where to be seen. As he scratched his head in confusion, he heard a creaking as the doors to the council chamber slowly closed. He turned to see Claire Wheeler, Greek Council President, locking the doors and turning towards him.

 

"Oh hey President Claire-bro, wasn't the meeting....moved to 5 minutes from now?" he asked,

 

Claire Wheeler slid the key into her jacket pocked and slowly walked towards him.

 

"No, you must have the wrong day of the week" she said in her sardonic, matter-of-fact voice "but now that you're here, I wouldn't mind discussing some...special council business".

 

Brock sighed in relief, "Great dude! Now I have a reason to be out of Scream Theory. Don't get me wrong, I love Dr. Oozeman's classes..."

 

"Brock" said Claire as she walked towards him

 

"and Professor South's powerpoints can be a little over the place..." he continued as he pulled some council-related work out of his backpack onto the nearby head table.

 

"Brock" said Claire as she got a little closer.

 

"and I think Dr. Bynam's concepts of modern scream technology are a little outdated..."

 

"BROCK!" Claire shouted. Brock paused from his ongoing conversation with himself to turn towards Claire. His entire train of thought was suddenly derailed as he saw that Claire had removed her hoodie and now stood before him naked (expect for her Furt [fur skirt]).

 

"You talk too much", she said as she edged towards him. As Brock backed away, he ran into the desk at the front of the room and fell on top of it. Claire's hips swayed as she came closer to Brock, a smirk spread across her bucktoothed face.

 

"H-hey Wheeler...w-what are you doing?" he stuttered as she partially climbed on top of him.

 

"I think we should take care of that...special council business, don't you think?" she said in a seductive voice. She brushed her hairscales to the side as she slide down towards Brock's growing erection. She giggled as she admired Brock's sizable member; her hand dwarfed by his considerable girth. She wasted no time in taking it in her mouth, his length easily hitting the back of her throat. After a few seconds, his cock was covered in a generous amount of saliva as she bobbed her head up and down, occasionally giving a sultry glance at Brock.

 

Brock struggled against her expert cock-sucking skills, occasionally stifling a gasp as well as letting out small moans every so often. He took a moment to catch his breath and turned towards Claire.

 

"Dude, I'm all for a little head once in a while, but we've at least got to maintain our responsibilities towards the student body," the ever-diligent student managed to say.

 

"Are you kidding me?" she said with a bemused look on her face, "I'm all about serving the student body". She returned to the expert blowjob she was giving, emitting the occasional moan. Dragging her tongue along the entire length, she struggled but succeeded in taking his entire cock in her mouth. Her oral abilities brought Brock closer and closer to climax; his breaths and moans becoming more frequent.

 

"Dude, I'm gonna..." before he could finish his sentence, he doubled over and pushed Claire's head so his entire dick was buried within her. He gave a loud moan as he shot load after load into her waiting mouth. Claire relished the warm feeling of his cum as he filled her cheeks to the brim. As Brock's breathing resumed and the stars faded from his field of vision, Claire withdrew his dick from her mouth, audibly swallowing his massive load.

 

"...that *huff* was *huff* awesome!" Brock gasped as he took a few labored breaths as he sat up on his elbows. He watched as Claire removed her dark blue panties from under her fur skirt; they were visibly soaked.

 

'Huh, I guess she does wear underwear...' Brock thought to himself as Claire slowly walked over to the front desk and climbed on top of him. She parted her fur to reveal her sopping wet pussy, causing Brock to unconsciously lick his lips. She took a hold of Brock's cock and guided it towards her snatch, pausing to line it up. She slid down on his dick, slowly taking each inch carefully.

 

"Oooh g-g-god I didn't think y-you'd be t-this big, Brock" she moaned.

 

Eventually she bottomed out as she managed to take his entire cock inside of her, Claire barely moving as she savored being completely filled to the brim. Slowly, she began to move as the slight pain was replaced with pleasure; she was careful not to move too fast, she wanted to feel every inch of him. Eventually she picked up the pace, teasing her clit as she squeezed slightly on her breasts. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as the combination of Brock's girth and her own self pleasuring brought her closer and closer to the edge. Her moans intermingled with the wet sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

 

Suddenly, Claire dropped down on top of Brock as a deep, throaty moan escaped from her. She squeezed her muscles around Brock as she ground her pussy into the base of his cock; prolonging her orgasm. Brock felt his dick tighten up before he shot his enormous load into Claire's waiting folds; a stifled moan eventually breaking free as the sounds of their ecstasy filled the room. As they came down from their climax, Brock suddenly remembered to breath as he gasped for air while Claire simply remained motionless on top of Brock, occasionally grinding into him as she too caught her breath. With the remaining strength she had, she shakily pulled herself off of Brock and collapsed next to him on the desk, their combined juices dripping on the floor.

 

In her post-orgasmic bliss, Claire muttered "...meeting..adjourned"