Walking towards what you consider your doom, you are filled with a sense of fear and dread. It wasn't a surprise to you. You were the worst cadet in the Flyers. It was a shock you could even walk on clouds, let alone even move them. It was also obvious Captain Sasha let you keep trying because she felt sorry for you. But that kindness had run out. You weren't even surprised when you found that note resting in your locker. Sasha had called you to her office after practice to discuss your future in the Flyers. Not that it mattered anymore, you knew what she was going to tell you. She was going to kick you out of the cadets. You couldn't blame her.
Knocking at the door, you could feel the overwhelming pressure the Captain of the Flyers gave off; even behind a closed door. After a second, you opened the door and peeked inside. The room was large and waiting at her desk was Sasha. The very second her head lifted, her eyes could burn a hole through your scared head. Raising a hand, she gestured you to enter the room. Knowing you had no choice, you walk in the room and carefully close the door behind you. Walking to the nearby chair, you sit and look to the Captain. She wasn't even looking at you, she had numerous piles of paperwork to do to even bother to look at you.
"Do you know why you're here in my office?" Sasha finally spoke up, her voice nearly causing you to jump out of your chair.
"I-I-I...because I'm such a failure." You respond, looking at her but her strong and determined eyes only made you more terrified.
"Exactly." Sasha replied, stopping her paperwork to look you in the eyes. "Normally, I believe every pilot that comes to this academy has the potential to at least make it through the cadet program. I am greatly disappointed to say that you have broken this academy's record. You are by far the worst flyer to ever come her, the worst I have ever seen, and the worst that I ever thought was possible."
You wanted to say something, but what could you say? Sasha was completely right about you. You were the worst flyer, the worst at everything you've done since entering the cadet program. You couldn't blame her for her words. Everything she said was true. Sitting in the chair, you could feel yourself sink deeper. Sasha could tell how hard you were taking her words, and it was visible she didn't want to be so harsh, but it was her job to separate those who could and those who couldn't.
"Look, I'm sorry it has to be this way." Sasha sighed, looking to you with such a heavy amount of pity in her eyes. "I know how much you wanted to be a Flyer, but not everyone can make it." After a few seconds, the Captain's eyes lit up with an idea. "Tell you what, since you still showed such hard work, I should at least give you something for your efforts. We do give effort some credit." You said nothing, only looked at her with pathetic and sad eyes. "So long as it is not to stay and it is in my power, I will give you anything you'd like."
"Anything?" You ask, your voice sounded a little lighter, but still heavy with sorrow.
"Yes." Sasha nodded, looking you in the eyes. "So long as it is not to be a Flyer and within my ability to grant. So, what would you like?"
"Well..." You replied. Feeling there was no point in trying to be a Flyer, and knowing you'd never got to be in Sasha's office or presence again. Working up the last of whatever sliver of courage you had, you decided on what you'd request from the woman. "...I...I...I...I want to titfuck you..."
Sasha stared at you, her blank and confused expression made you want to cry and run as far as your legs could carry you. But you had said what you wanted to say. There was no going back. The woman's silence lasted what felt like an eternity, and every breath you took was just a reminder of your ridiculous request. She was obviously going to throw you out. No! She was going to throw you off the cliff and watch you fall and scream. Getting up from her seat, Sasha walked around the desk towards you. This was it, she was going to beat you within an inch of your life over such a stupid request.
"Fine." Sasha replied, placing her fingers along the buttons of her captain's uniform. Your brain went dead as you watched the woman unbutton her shirt, revealing her massive chest. You knew Sasha was more endowed than most women, but those mounds must’ve been a M cup or something; swaying hypnotically in front of you. “Well, aren’t we going to start?”
Wasting no time, you quickly undo and drop your pants, revealing your sizable erection. Sasha looked at your dick for a moment before grabbing at her chest, pushing her hands against her. Slowly, she lowered herself, letting her massive boobs rest against your cock, letting it slide between their soft embrace. You shivered at how good and gentle Sasha’s tits felt against your cock. Staring at you with the same determination she showed out in training, she began to slide her breasts up and down. Slow at first, Sasha quickly picked up her speed and got into a more passionate and rhythmic titfuck. She was such a nature, you couldn’t help but wonder if she had done this before. Trembling, you felt your orgasm approached, hot cum gushed out of you, covering Sasha’s large breasts.
“There we go.” Sasha commented, licking some of the cum on her tits. “I trust you are satisfied.” And you were, you could leave the academy with at least one happy memory.
