Peyton The Babysitter Busted Me In Class

I had done a pretty good job of avoiding Peyton at the university. It's not that I'm scared of her, I'm just kind of embarrassed. She's been babysitting my younger sister, Amber, and me, and she's been busting my balls after Amber goes to bed. In truth, I love it, but I don't want her to tell anyone at school. I couldn't stand the embarrassment.

I usually sit in the back of the lecture hall because Peyton sits up front with her friends. I even show up late, after Peyton has already taken a seat to avoid her. It usually works, but for the second time this week, Peyton showed up later than I did and took a seat next to me. The lecture hall is big, it seats several hundred students, so Peyton and I were pretty far back. No one else was around us.

"How are those balls today?" she whispered.

"A little sore, you were rough on me last time."

"Hmmm, too bad, because I decided I don't want to wait until Friday night to play with them again."

Uh oh. Here? Now? I got my answer quickly, as Peyton reached over with one hand and undid my pants. She pulled my zipper down and put her hand in my boxers. She felt around, tugged and squeezed, until she found my balls. She squeezed them roughly, it felt so fucking good. My cock quickly hardened, then popped up and out of my pants. I took a quick look around, no one could see us, but I felt nervous with my cock out. Peyton didn't seem to care, she continued working over my balls and let her arm rub against my cock.

"Fuck Peyton," I groaned as quietly as I could when she pushed her thumb into my left ball.

"Quiet, you'll get us in trouble."

"Me? I'll get us in trouble?"

"Quit talking, I'm trying to listen to the professor."

She went back to squeezing my balls as I did my best not to make any noise. She ran her hand over my balls, then she wrapped her fingers around my cock and squeezed it. It felt so good, pain then pleasure, back and forth. I was going to cum soon, it felt too good. Worse yet, or better yet, I could see down Peyton's blouse as she reached across me. Her big tits looked so inviting, so pillowy soft. So full. Fuck, I'm so close.

"Ohhhhh, fuck," I moaned. The professor at the front of the class looked up at us. I faked a cough.

"Any problem back there?" he asked.

"Sorry, I have a tickle in my throat," I said as I faked another cough.

He went back to his lecture, and Peyton glared at me. "You almost got us caught, be quiet!" Her fingers clamped down on my balls. I fought back the urge to scream, the pain was so intense. She pushed her fingers deep into my soft testicles. I couldn't look, I focused on those big breasts again.

"Open your backpack," Peyton whispered in my ear. Her hand continued to squeeze my balls as I picked up my pack and unzipped it. My gym clothes were in there, along with a towel. "Put it between your legs."

She was going to make me cum into my backpack. I placed it open, between my legs. She looked over at me and smiled, then she glanced towards the professor. He was busy writing on the board at the front of the class. She leaned over and sucked on the head of my cock. She still had my balls in her hand, but now she was sucking my cock too. She leaned further over and took more of my cock into her mouth. I can't describe how good it felt as her head bobbed up and down over my lap.

The professor put down the marker he had been writing with, so I tapped Peyton's shoulder, and she let my cock drop from her mouth. She sat back up, and we tried to look attentive, but it was impossible for me, because she was jerking my cock. I glanced down at those big tits again, then her hand on my cock. The professor's droning voice faded into the background, my focus was on those big tits. Big, soft, pillowy tits.

I was going to cum. There was no stopping it, just another few seconds of her gentle stroking. My body tightened, and I pushed into her hand. She pointed my cock at my open backpack, and I let loose. I stifled the urge to moan or cry out, but it felt so incredible. My cock simply erupted into my backpack, covering my dirty gym clothes with jizz.

Peyton sat next to me, with her eyes on the professor as she stroked all the cum from my cock. I couldn't help but glance at her hand on my cock, then her tits, then back to the professor. It was a surreal moment, but it felt so good. So fucking good. She jerked me until I went soft, then she gave my balls one last squeeze and pushed my cock back into my pants. I sat next to her with aching balls and a spent cock, trying my best to listen to the professor.

She finally pulled her hand away, and at that moment, I was sure of one thing: Peyton owns me, and I'm good with it.