Rachael Barrow, a 26-year old PhD student, was sitting outside of the office, waiting for her name to be called. For the past 4 years, she had been studying for the PhD in the natural sciences, and today was her viva: her final examination.

This day would determine the outcome of 4 years of work. Either she would fail, or, she would become Dr Rachael Barrow.

She was sat on a rather uncomfortable chair and as she looked around, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and smiled. She was glad that she had taken the extra effort to get 'dolled-up' for the exam: her make-up was pristine, and she loved her bright, red lipstick.

She had always been a busty woman and she made sure to wear an outfit that brought attention to her assets - she loved her big tits and chose a rather tight shirt to wear today. The buttons seemed to strain, working hard to contain her 34F boobs. She was also wearing a tight pair of leggings (the formal ones, she liked to call them), which showed off her curves nicely. She also loved wearing them as it made her ass look so big. To top things off, she had her dark, brown hair in a ponytail and wore her favourite pair of shoes. In order words: she looked sexy and she knew it.

"Miss Barrow" came a voice from a smaller room, and a short, blonde woman walked out. "It's time, if you could bring your thesis and take a seat please."

The blonde woman smiled and beckoned Rachael into the same room. The busty student entered the room. There was a large table, on the opposite side was a man she had not met before. She took her seat.

The blonde woman said, "Good Luck." before she left the room and closed the door.

Rachael placed her thesis on the table and smiled at the man.

He smiled back at her, "Miss Barrow, my name is Doctor Elliot Moore and I will be conducting your viva examination today. We find ourselves in an unusual position of only one examiner unfortunately, but I'm sure we can continue as is - unless you'd rather reschedule?"

Rachael shook her head frantically, no! Let's get this over with asap! "No, I'm fine with just the one examiner, should be begin?"

Elliot raised an eyebrow slightly, "Eager to get to it? Very well - let's start at Chapter 1, Page 1..."

It took them an hour to go through Chapter 1, and then another hour to get through Chapter 2. As they entered the third hour of the viva, both of them took a quick 5-minute break to get a glass of water. They examination started again but they managed to get through Chapters 4 - 6 in relatively short time. The final chapter took them just past the four hour mark, and finally, Elliot and Rachael closed their copies of the thesis, having completed the exam.

"Well, it's clear that you know your stuff and have taken great care to write a fantastic piece of work over the last 4 years, but I'm afraid I cannot pass you and allow you to become a Doctor."

Rachael's face dropped. Her smile had vanished, all of those happy emotions seemed to disappear in an instant. But he said I knew what I was taking about, she thought. But she clearly had done something wrong.

"Can I ask why you've come to this decision?" she asked, her voice a little cracked.

"Of course." replied Elliot, "You see, since we are in the usual situation of only one examiner, I think it's the perfect opportunity."

"Opportunity?" enquired the busty student.

"Yes, I'll mark your thesis as a pass if you suck my cock."

It took a minute for Rachael to come to terms with what he had said. There was an awkward silence between the two, before she finally spoke.

"I'm sorry?"

"I'll mark your thesis as a pass, and you shall become a full Doctor, if you suck my cock."

This has to be a joke. A very unprofessional and inappropriate joke, she thought and she gave a very small smirk.

"I think that's an inappropriate joke, Dr-"

Elliot interrupted her, "It's no joke miss Barrow. The choice is yours of course, either you go home with nothing, having wasted 4 years of your life, or you let me feel that mouth of yours and you suck my cock."

Rachael was getting anxious and her eyes seemed to widen. "You can't be serious." she said, her voice seemed almost pleading, "I'm not going to- I can't-"

"It's a perfectly simple choice miss Barrow and it's yours to make but it's the only way you are stepping out of that door as a Doctor." said Elliot.

Rachael's heart began to pound faster and faster but she simply stared at the man sitting in-front of her. She tried to speak but couldn't get the words out. Another minute or so passed and Rachael was shaking her head side-to-side.

"I can't suck your cock, this is ridiculous-I've written this amazing piece of work...this isn't right, you're not allowed-I-I...I can't believe you want me to..." and this continued for the next couple of minutes, with the busty student getting as much out as she could, thinking of ways to stop this from happening.

In the time it took her to get everything out of her system, Elliot had already undone his belt, unbuttoned his trousers and removed his underwear. He stood up.

"No, no, you can't be serious, I will not-" Rachael stopped mid-sentence as Elliot stood. Despite herself, her eyes immediately went to his cock. She gulped. His cock looked big and was already hard - it had to be eight inches in length but it was the girth that concerned her the most, he had a really thick cock.

Her eyes moved from Elliot's cock and met his. He smiled at her. She didn't smile back. Elliot moved slowly from his side of the table, walking around and moving closer to Rachael. She shifted in her seat.

"Look, Elliot - I can't do this. What about my boyfriend, what about academic-" she said, sounding flustered.

"I think your boyfriend will be rather disappointed in you if you go home with a fail." replied Elliot, and he moved closer to her, so he was stood directly in front of her. He grabbed the back of her chair and spun it - his cock was now pointed directly at her face.

Rachael closed her eyes and gave a deep sigh, "just a quick blowjob?"

She opened her eyes again and looked up at Elliot, "Let's start with a blowjob, yes."

She frowned, "Start with a blowjob? But you said that all I had to do was suck-"

Rachael was cut off and her eyes widened as Elliot grabbed the back of her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. He sighed with pleasure, her mouth was wet and warm and felt amazing.

Things started off slow, with Elliot guiding her head back and forth. Rachael sucked his cock, her head bobbing up and down. She looked up at Elliot before dropping her gaze to the thick cock and the huge balls that seemed to fill her vision.

This continued for a minute before Elliot let go of the back of her head. "You just do the work; you don't need me."

Anger flashed in Rachael's eyes but she didn't stop, she continued to bob her head up and down the long, thick cock. After a command from Elliot, she used her tongue more, gliding it over his cock.

After five minutes of sucking his cock, Rachael's jaw began to ache and she slowed her pace. Elliot noticed this and frowned at her, he gave a little tut and grabbed her head with both hands. The busty student stopped bobbing her head back and forth as Elliot held it in place.

He started thrusting, originally going at the same pace as Rachael had been, but he quickly started to speed up and Rachael looked up at him. She started to gag as his cock was rammed into her mouth, faster and faster. She tried to pull herself off his cock but he kept her in position.

She continued to gag as the blowjob turned into a facefuck. She felt his thick cock hit the back of her throat and she spluttered. As he continued to facefuck her, he grabbed her ponytail and undid it, letting her hair fall free.

She gagged and gagged, saliva covered Elliot's cock and some of it escaped her mouth, dropping onto her shirt. He was relentless, he didn't stop, he didn't give her chance to breath, veins appeared on her neck with the strain of having something this big thrust into her mouth.

Finally, after another minute of facefucking, he pushed his cock deep into her mouth. She felt his cock hit the back of the throat, but then it went further, she felt his cock enter her throat. He pulled her head further down, until her nose was resting in his pubes and his balls were pressed against her chin.

Her eyes darted up to his, and she convulsed, she slapped his knees but Elliot kept his cock buried in her throat. She tried to wiggle free but that made Elliot thrust a little and she gagged.

A couple of seconds passed and Elliot pushed her off his cock. The busty student appeared dazed for a second but she soon started to take in deep breaths, getting as much air as she could.

"Well, Miss Barrow, aren't you a good little cocksucker?" said Elliot, smiling as he did so.

Rachael looked at him, "You said I had to give you a blowjob, I don't remember anything about you fucking my face." her tone was bitter, angry.

"You started off well, but you slowed down and I can't be having that." replied Elliot.

"I slowed down because my jaw was aching, it's not easy having something that big in my mouth and thanks to you my jaw is-"

"You'll get over it." replied Elliot.

"Are we done now?"

"Done? Miss Barrow, we've only just begun. You'll do whatever I tell you to until I cum."

The look Rachael gave him was the dirtiest look she could muster.

"Take that shirt off, I want to see those big tits of yours." said Elliot.

"What? Look, sucking your cock is one thing but I'm not taking my clothes off." she replied.

Elliot took a deep breath and grabbed her shirt, he pulled and it ripped open. Buttons flew in all directions and Rachael gave a little yelp. Her tits were magnificent. Of course, they were supported by her bra - black and lacy - but the size of them made Elliot's smile grow even bigger.

"What the fuck?" demanded Rachael, "Sucking your cock isn't enough? Now you rip my clothes up?"

Elliot grabbed the remains of her shirt and manoeuvred, pulling it off her completely and throwing it into one corner of the room. He wasted no time in grabbing her tits. Even with her bra on they felt amazing. He ran a finger down her cleavage before squeezing her tits.

He grabbed his cock with one hand and shoved it back into her mouth. Again, he wasted no time in thrusting back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Rachael gagged again as he fucked her face for the second time.

As Elliot continued to facefuck the busty woman, he reached around her back and unclipped her bra. Rachael gave a muffled cry as she felt it come away from her. Elliot pulled and her bra came flying off, he chucked it to one side with her ripped shirt.

Rachael gave another muffled outcry but continued to gag as his cock hit the back of the throat, saliva strands fell from her lips onto her tits. She felt Elliot grab them and squeeze.

For thirty seconds, Elliot grabbed her head and rammed his cock in and out of her mouth as fast as he could. The veins on her neck became more apparent and she struggled to keep up. Once those thirty seconds were up and Rachael gave one last splutter, he pulled his cock from her mouth and slapped her tits.

Rachael pulled her head backwards, taking in the air as she felt his thick cock slap her tits. He felt him squeeze them, she felt his cock slide over them. She looked forwards and Elliot slapped his cock against her lips.

"Aren't you just the cutest slut, Miss Barrow." said Elliot.

Rachael was still breathing hard, trying to get as much air in as he could.

"Push those tits together, I want to titfuck you." Elliot said.

Rachael scorned at him but she grabbed her tits and pushed them together. She felt Elliot's cock slide in-between them, moving up and down her chest.

"That's a good girl." he said.

She looked past him, gazing at the wall behind as he continued to titfuck her. It was only after a minute of getting her tits fucked that her gaze returned to Elliot as he pushed her head down and his cock was pushed into her mouth. She could taste a salty taste - she hoped Elliot would soon be finishing.

Her answer to that question came only seconds later. He pushed her head up again and removed his cock from her mouth.

"You've done an excellent job so far, Miss Barrow." said Elliot, "but if you could stand up for me, that's a good girl."

Rachael frowned, "Why do I need to stand up."

"Just get out of the chair and bend over the table." replied Elliot, his tone was commanding.

Rachael slowly stood up, pushed her chair back and moved forwards a little. She bent over, her arms resting on the table for support. Her tits were squashed against the top and her eyes were whizzing all around, wondering what was coming next.

Elliot spanked her and she yelped, gave a little jump.

He spanked her again, and again and again.

"Do you always wear outfits like this, Miss Barrow? That ass of yours is quite something." said Elliot, and he grabbed her ass and squeezed.

"Do you like being spanked?" he asked her.

She did not reply - she knew the answer of course - yes, she loved getting spanked, but she wouldn't give him any satisfaction.

"No answer? A pity." Elliot replied and without warning, he grabbed the top of her leggings and pulled them down, just past her knees.

Rachael gave a sharp intake of breath and her head jolted up. "What are you doing?"

Elliot spanked her as he replied, "Well, you've done an excellent job with your top half, you sexy bitch, now let's see how you do with the bottom."

It took Rachael a couple of seconds to understand this remark, "You're not fucking me." she said, in a tone of defiance, "Having to give you oral is bad enough but there's no way in hell you are fucking me."

"I'm afraid you're in no position to argue with me," said Elliot, and he spanked her again, "Now be a good girl and grab your ass."

Rachael didn't respond, so Elliot grabbed her arms and made her grab her ass. Reluctantly, she spread her ass cheeks, giving Elliot a perfect view of her pussy.

"Look at you." he said.

Rachael gave an involuntary shudder, only slight, as she felt his tongue slide over her pussy. She couldn't help it, it felt good. Elliot buried his face in her pussy, he continued to lick her, to eat her out - with every moan that escaped her mouth, Elliot continued giving her oral.

He pulled back and rubbed her pussy with his fingers. He could feel how wet she was. He pushed two fingers inside her, and the high-pitched moan of pleasure that escaped her mouth made his cock even harder.

He thrust his fingers in and out, getting her all worked up. He didn't finger her for long though, as after 30 seconds or so, he stood up. He moved her arms and she immediately brought them forwards, in order to support herself on the table. Elliot spanked her ass again, on both cheeks, and squeezed them.

"You've had your fun, now pull my leggings back up." said Rachael.

She felt Elliot grab the leggings from below her knees but instead of moving them up, he quickly pulled them down even further so they rested on the floor with her shoes.

"We're not done yet Miss Barrow, remember I still need to cum." he replied.

Rachael cursed and got a hard spank for doing so. Elliot positioned himself behind her, grabbed his cock and slid it up and down her pussy. She could feel it, and then, without warning, he thrust his cock inside of her.

Rachael let out another moan of pleasure, this time louder than the last. Elliot grabbed her hips and began thrusting back and forth, fucking her from behind. As he increased his speed, the moans that escaped Rachael's mouth became louder and louder.

Elliot pulled her hair, and she arched backwards. His hand went to her mouth and her moans were muffled.

"It's a good job these examination rooms are sound-proof. You're a loud girl, aren't you." he said, laughing to himself.

He continued to pound her pussy, he went fast and rough. His breathing increased. Rachael felt the size of his cock, it stretched her pussy, filling her up. She felt his huge balls smack against her.

As Elliot fucked her hard, his hand moved down her neck, moving slowly until he grabbed her tits - he squeezed them, pinched them and squeezed them some more. All the while, Rachael continued to moan, "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

It wasn't long before Rachael opened her eyes wide and her legs began to shake. "I'm cumming." she shouted, out of breath and feeling exhausted. Elliot stopped fucking her, pulled his cock out of her pussy as her legs shook more. He held onto her hips to support her.

"Fuck." she exclaimed.

Elliot spanked her ass. "What a good girl," he said, "You've had your fun, now we just need to sort me out."

Racheal was breathing hard and fast and didn't really have time to stop herself from being pushed to her knees. Elliot turned her around and shoved his cock into her mouth. He didn't bother with a steady pace - instead, he rammed his cock in and out of her mouth, making her gag.

Rachael only realised halfway through that his cock had just been in her pussy, and she was tasting herself. She couldn't do anything about it though. She continued to gag as she was roughly facefucked.

Her makeup was in ruins, her mascara had run down her face. Her lipstick was smudged and her hair was all over the place, but she kept sucking like a good little slut.

After Elliot had finished facefucking her, he pulled her up again, bent her over the table and slapped his dick on her ass. Rachael prepared herself for another rough pounding in her pussy.

Elliot rammed his cock back inside her pussy and smiled at the sound of Rachael moaning. This time, he reached further and grabbed her shoulders for support, giving him a better chance at fucking her rougher and harder.

Before long, however, Elliot grew bored of the same routine and without warning, pulled his cock out of her pussy and rammed it into her ass.

Racheal's eyes went wide, she gave a little shake and screamed. Elliot quickly muffled her with a hand over her mouth as he thrust his cock in and out of her ass, forwards and backwards he thrust, fucking her tight ass.

A mixture of pain and pleasure escaped her mouth and Elliot removed his hand when he thought she had calmed down a bit.

"I take it you don't enjoy anal?" he asked, sounding quite innocent.

In-between the gasps of air, Rachael replied, "Yes I do...you rammed it in...your cock is big...it hurt you dick."

Elliot laughed and continued to pound her ass. He spanked her another couple of times before leaning forwards and gently kissing her neck. Rachael became angry at this - how dare he kiss me like that, what he is doing to me is not affection, it's-but the final word didn't come to her as she felt his cock slide out of her ass.

She was once again turned around and pushed onto her knees. She tried to push her head back as Elliot brought his cock near her lips. "You've just fucked me in the ass, I'm not sucking your cock-"

She was caught off guard as Elliot moved faster than he had before and she felt his thick cock slide into her mouth. He didn't facefuck her this time though, he just pulled her head forwards, making her take his entire length into her mouth. She felt his cock hit the back of her throat and gagged, before gagging again as his cock entered her throat.

"Good girl cleaning my cock like that." Elliot said as he brought it out of her mouth. He slid his cock over her face and neck, before slapping her on the tits.

"Okay, get up." and he pulled her to her feet. She began to turn around again but he stopped her. "No, just hop up onto the table and lie on your back."
No, she thought. At least when he fucked her from behind she didn't have to look at him. Now she would have to stare into his eyes-

-she did as she was told. She got up on the table, her legs hanging off the end and she laid down. Elliot walked up to her and grabbed her legs, he put one of each shoulder and slid his hand up her belly, grabbed her tits and squeezed.

Rachael locked eyes with him as he pushed his cock into her pussy. She moaned again, despite not wanting to, she couldn't help it. Elliot began thrusting back and forth, fucking her pussy.

This time, he could see the mixture of pleasure and disgust on the woman's face. Her tits bouncing up and down, she looked amazing.

He continued to fuck her, increasing his speed as he went along, making each thrust long and hard. The sight of the busty woman lying in-front of him was enough to almost finish him off.

His cock started to twitch and he sighed, "I'm going to cum."

Rachael became alert instantly and looked around. Her hand went up to try to push him away. "Stop fucking me, pull your cock out." her voice was filled with urgency and when he didn't stop fucking her, she spoke again, "You can cum on my tits, just pull out for fucks sake."

Elliot didn't stop fucking her, nor did he pull his cock out from her pussy. Instead, he exploded inside of her. He felt waves of pleasure as he pumped cum inside her warm, wet pussy. Rachael felt herself getting full, she could feel his cum inside her.

She looked at him, "No, stop." she said, but it was no use, she couldn't do anything about it now.

"Fuck me," said Elliot, "What a good girl, taking all that cum."

He pulled out and looked at Rachael's pussy - drops of cum were leaking from her, dropping onto the floor below. She moved her hand down, felt how wet she was and looked at her hand, her fingers were sticky with his cum.

She looked at him with such anger. "Why the fuck did you not pull out? You've cum in me!"

"Calm down Miss Barrow - after all, you did a great job and I'm overjoyed to tell you that you have passed your viva! Congratulations, Dr Barrow."

"Passed my fucking viva? You've just fucked the shit out of me AND you came in my pussy! What the fuck am I going to tell my boyfriend, what do I do?" her voice was full of anger... and something else, pleading, perhaps?

"I don't know," said Elliot, "Just fuck him and if you do get pregnant - which, let's face it, the amount of cum I've just dumped in you, that's a very real possibility - he won't know the difference, will he?"

"What the fuck." said Rachael.

Elliot had fastened his trousers and was fully dressed by the time Rachael sat up. "Thank you for your time, Dr Barrow."

He started to walk towards the door. "Wait a minute," she said, "You're just going to go?"

"Yes," Elliot replied, "And I suggest you get yourself dressed and do the same. I believe the next PhD candidate will be arriving any moment."

And with that, he left the room and closed the door behind him.

Rachael slid off the table, pulled up her leggings, gathered her bra and ripped shirt off the floor and dressed as best as she could. Holding the ripped part of her shirt in her hands to cover her tits, she walked out of the examination room, ignoring the blonde woman who gave her the strangest of looks.

THE END.