Nihilism stood at the door to Professor Egosim's living quarters in the all catgirl's boarding school, wondering if she cared enough to actually go in. The professor had asked her to come by after class for a personal lesson after she got a D- for writing that the prompt was meaningless for the third paper in a row. On the one hand it didn't really matter, on the other hand she'd get thrown in detention with Professor Marxism and regardless whether the universe existed or not she wasn't sure she could handle having to write another report on Capital volume 2.
With a sigh, she halfheartedly knocked on the door. Almost instantly it was thrown open to reveal a smiling Professor Egoism.
"Ah, good evening Nihilism, I'm glad you could make it!"
Nihilism noticed that her dress shirt was had one more button undone than usual, revealing significantly more of her sizable soft creamy cleavage. She didn't react to it, as was her policy towards most things, and figured her teacher was just more relaxed like this in her own home.
The Professor herded her in and closed the door behind her. "Go ahead and take a seat on the couch, I'll whip us up a cup of tea."
"I don't want any," replied Nihilism flatly.
Professor Egoism paused halfway to the kitchen, and her tail twitched with some irritation. "Well…I suppose we could skip straight to the lesson."
She turned and plopped down on the light blue and black colored couch with quilted pillows. She patted the spot next to her for Nihilism, who took it while refusing to look at the Professor.
"Now, it has come to my attention that you have somewhat given up on my class."
"…yeah."
"And why is that?"
"Because it doesn't matter…nothing does."
Suddenly, she felt the warm hand of her teacher gently cupping her cheek. With a tender push, their gazes met.
"Hey now. You matter," Professor Egoism told her.
Nihilism was taken aback. There was something so sincere about the way she was looking at her, smiling at her…it made her blush. And she couldn't even remember the last time she did that.
"Why?" was all she could ask incredulously.
Egoism softly rubbed her student's fuzzy black ears. "Because you're my property," she said simply. "And you know what? I think that all you need is the proper motivation."
"The proper motivation?"
She nodded. "Here, come sit on my lap and I'll show you."
Reluctantly, Nihilism scooted up onto her teacher's lap, and found herself in the embrace of two strong arms around her torso. Egoism leaned forward and placed her chin on Nihilism's shoulder so that her check was pressed against hers. Nihilism's eyes widened as she quickly realized her teacher wasn't wearing a bra underneath her thin silk shirt, with her large breasts and aroused nipples pressing distinctly into her back.
"Did you know, Nihilism, that for most people, their body is a part of their ego?" asked the Professor innocently.
"N-no, I didn't."
"You see, I think that's because you've been letting your stubborn apathy neglect the rest of your ego. Which, in my opinion, is in dire, extremely dire need of attention."
Nihilism couldn't contain a shiver as Egoism's careful hands began to explore. One slipped under her shirt and began to trace rings around her navel. The other drifted up and started to grope her budding chest. Her tail instinctively wrapped itself around the Professor, trying to bring them in closer.
Nihilism bit her lip to hold in a tiny squeak as her nipple was pinched.
"P-professor…is this right?"
"Ha! Is my little Nihilism suddenly concerned with ethics?" asked Egoism as she started to toy with both nipples at once. "But I'll tell you what, you only need to say the word and I'll stop."
Nihilism looked down with shame. "…no." she said quietly.
"What was that?" asked Egoism, lifting her assault.
"No! Don't stop!"
The Professor grinned smugly. "Whatever you say, my pretty
little property." She took one of her hands and headed south, slipping down the hem of young student's skirt to her forbidden place. "Tell me, have you ever touched yourself down here?"
Nihilism shook her head.
"In that case I might have to put on my sex ed instructor hat," she said as she wiggled her finger's into Nihilism's panties and arrived at her now moist center. "You know what this is called don't you?"
Nihilism nodded timidly. "I-it's my vagina."
"Come on now," whispered Egoism into her ear, "we're all friends here. What's it called?"
"…pussy…it's my pussy, Professor…"
"That's right. It contains your vaginal canal, leading up to your womb and ovaries, as well as your urinary track. But there's also your clitoris. Have you heard of that?"
N-no Ma'am."
"Well, it has just one purpose really. Making you feel very, very good. Like this," she said as pressed down and rubbed hard on the tiny nubby button. Nihilism let out a loud, uncontrollable moan.
"Shh, now, shh. We can't be worrying the Professors now can we? Here, let's get you something to fill up that noisy little mouth of yours." She unbuttoned her blouse and let her mature, fat tits spill out. Nihilism stared at them for a while, lost in just how delicious they looked. Silently, she latched onto the closest one and started to suckle on the tasty teacher areola, closing her eyes like a content babe.
Professor Egoism sighed in delight and continued to massage Nihilism's virgin pussy. Now her pupil's moans vibrated right into her bussom.
Slowly she started to push her middle finger into Nihilism's sweet once untouched cunny. Then two. Then three. At which point she began to pump them in and out, making Nihilism squirm like a kitten in heat on her lap.
"What a naughty girl~" she commented, holding her now wet hand up before licking the yummy girl juices off. "Mmm, you what would please both our egos even more?" she asked slyly.
Nihilism detached herself momentarily to shake her head no.
"If I could taste that from the source!" She lifted Nihilism off her lap and pushed her into a standing position. "But I suppose you'll need to remove your clothes in order for me to do that."
Nihilism looked down distractedly. "…oh…"
Professor Egoism smiled sweetly. "Are you feeling shy, my dear? It's ok. How about this? When you take off a piece of clothing, I'll take one off too, ok? That way we'll both be naked together."
"Alright," agreed Nihilism quietly.
"Excellent. Let's just start with our tops, huh, I haven't gotten an eyeful of your wonderfully perky ones yet." She made quick work out of the last few buttons remaining, and dropped her shirt to the floor. Nihilism was still in awe of just how big and juicy her teacher's breasts were, she just wanted to bury herself in them and never come out.
Realizing it was her turn, Nihilism pulled her shirt and training bra up over her head. Suddenly she felt embarrassed because of how small she was. But not for long, as Professor Egoism bent down and gave each nipple a loving kiss and barrage of licks. "Ah, you're just absolutely scrumptious little one. But I'm getting impatient for the main event." She turned around, and yanked down her pants, revealing one thick round ass covered by a pair of panties with the word "ME" in hearts emblazoned on it.
She looked up smugly at her pupil. "Would you care to do the honors?"
With trembling hands, Nihilism reached forward and started to slip the panties down Professor Egoism's glorious ass only to gasp once her puckered rose and hairless dripping pussy came into view. She squeezed her teachers ass, marveling in how the warm flesh felt in her delicate hands, and then gave one long lick, savoring the taste with her little cat tongue, along those two openings, unable to resist.
The Professor's fluffy gray tail straightened with excitement from her student's enthusiastic efforts. "AH! You're a much quicker learner than you let on!" She said as she wiggled her ample rump up against Nihilism's eagerly awaiting mouth.
Nihilism for her part was in a heaven of hot aromas and smooth handfuls of a grown lady's ass. She never knew there was something so awesome in the totally not existing universe.
But eventually, Professor Egoism tore it away from her and turned around. "Don't forget," she said, eyeing where Nihilism's pale midriff met her pitch black skirt "you still need to live up to your end of the deal."
Drool was dripping out of the corner of Nihilism's mouth now and there was a dazed look in her eyes. But she had enough cognizance to start to push down both her skirt and panties, revealing her drenched cunny. The Professor pounced, burying herself between her pupil's thighs, and grabbing hold of her tight little butt. Nihilism arched her back and moaned, lacing her fingers into Professor Egoism's naturally white-blond hair and pushing her deeper. Her own teacher between her legs, reaching with her tongue into pussy. It was enough to drive her crazy.
It wasn't long before she felt something build inside her, something like a life time of pent up energy, trapped in an ever cracking mason jar. Then it burst.
"CUMMING!" she cried out, thrusting her pelvis forward with unbridled passion. Professor Egoism's face was drenched in her girl juices, all of which were soon to be lapped up.
Nihilism collapsed into a sweaty, panting mess on the ground, still trying to cope with the effects of her very first orgasm. Professor Egoism leaned over her and kissed her forehead. "Are you alright, child?"
All Nihilism could do was manage a weak smile. It was the first time the Professor had seen her smile. "You look so pretty with that face."
She diverted her gaze with red tinged embarrassment.
"Come now, we can't just let you lay on the floor all night. Let's relocate to my bed, how about that?" she said as she moved her slipped her hands underneath her student's tiny body. She lifted Nihilism up and cradled her in her arms, holding their naked catgirl bodies close. She carried her easily into the other room and to a plain queen sized bed with the same color scheme as the couch.
Carefully, she laid her down. "Now, I must know. Would you like to rest…or continue the lesson a bit longer?"
Nihilism quickly sat up to attention. "A little bit longer. Please."
"Excellent," said Professor Egoism with a smile as she retrieved a wooden box from her nightstand. "But first I must ask another question."
With her free hand she softly felt her pupil's mons. "Would you have any objections to me breaking your hymen tonight?"

Nihilism blinked.
"As just a side note, virginity is just a spook anyway."
"It's alright. I don't care," she replied before reaching down and spreading her pussy lips lewdly. "You can break me if you want."
"I fully intend to," said the Professor, producing one fat red 20 inch double ended dildo from her box. She took one tip and put it into her mouth, getting it lubed up nicely. Once she was done she positioned against the awaiting cunt lips of her student.
"This might hurt a little," she warned. Slowly, she began to insert it into that tight hole. Nihilism cringed a bit from the pinch. "Shh, it'll be ok. Just relax," comforted Professor Egoism, stroking her side. The pain only got worse when the hymen was stretched to its breaking point, and then torn open.
"Ah!" she cried out, a tiny tear of pain escaping her eye. The Professor stopped there, waiting for it to pass, but continued to stroke and encourage her as she waited.
"You're doing great."
Eventually, the pain was gone and Nihilism nodded for her to proceed. The Professor started to pump the dildo in and out a bit, smoothly using the motion to slip the other end into her own pussy. Now they were connected, and Egoism rolled her hips back and forth, bringing their wide stretched cunnies closer and closer together.

Nihilism felt so full, the dildo making a bulge in her taught belly.
The Professor grabbed her student's ankles and hoisted them to give her better fucking leverage. Hugging onto Nihilism's petite calves as she pounded the vulnerable and exposed pussy, she gave sloppy kisses to each one of her cute little toes, playing with them expertly.
Her hips slapped against her pupil's ass, forcing the cock deep inside both of them. Each were panting now as the pace picked up. Nihilism started playing with her own tits while also thinking of the feeling of her legs softly bouncing against her teacher's breasts.
Before long, there were both on the edge. "P-professor-"
"I know," she replied, breathlessly. She put her hands onto Nihilism's. "Let it all out."

Professor Egoism thrust one last time, smashing her pussy against her tender student's, engulfing the entire dildo. First Nihilism cried out in pleasure, and then Professor Egoism groaned, their insides spasming around the rod.
Nihilism went limp, completely spent. Professor Egoism took her into her arms and then rolled onto the bed, the phallus slipping out of her student, but staying firmly in her. Nihilism smiled with her eyes closed as she cuddled against her teacher's warm body, her head nestled between her extremely comfy breasts. Their tails sought one another out and wrapped around each other.
"Now…if you promise to try hard on your next essay, Nihilism, we can do this again, I promise. Can you do that for your mean old Professor?"
"…I guess…" whispered Nihilism.
"Good girl," said Professor Egoism, who rewarded her by petting her head and flattening her cute cat ears. "It always brings me great joy to see my students learn something every now and then."
"There was one other thing I learned," said Nihilism quietly.
"And what's that?"
"That I'm your property. And that you're mine."
It was Egoism's turn to blush.
Nihilism started to purr contently into her teacher's chest in response to the affectionate petting. They stayed that way until the feel of the other's body, their gentle breathing and purring, coaxed them into sleep.