All the guys at once

All the lust and moans in the room, as well as Sally's cunt spasming around your tool, brings on that familiar feeling of the cum rising in your loins. Your silent wish is granted as you and all the other guys in the room climax at the same time. The male roars and growls and the female outcries and moans echo through the room as twelve lucky cocks erupt simultaneously with gouts of hot white spunk. You are buried to the hilt inside Sally's writhing body, quivering in your orgasm. Finally, all you can hear is lots of heavy breathing as everyone comes down from their ecstasy.

Breathlessly, Ms. Jackson says, "Now when you pull out, guys, remember to hold onto the bottom of the condom. This prevents it from slipping off and accidently spilling your sperm into your partner." Twelve withering dicks slip from their respective cunts aided by fingers gripping the rim of the latex. "Now, remove the condoms from your cocks and tie it in a knot before you deposit it in the wastebasket. You don't want any sticky messes left in the bedroom or backseat of your car." The guys all follow her instructions, some fumbling with the slippery sheaths. Then they all start marching toward the wastebasket near the door; you follow. Twelve tied condoms go in, and everyone returns to their desk. "That will be all for today. As soon as you are dressed, you can leave," Ms. Jackson says, and then turning to Andy, she says directly to him, "Except for you. Grab another condom, Andy. You're staying after class." Andy's grin just about splits his head in half.

Everyone, except Andy, gets dressed and starts filing out of the classroom. Sally gives you a big hug and a wet kiss before she leaves. "That was wonderful. Anytime you want to practice some more, let me know." She gives you another peck on the cheek and leaves.

Amina comes over after Sally leaves, also grabbing you into a passionate embrace and kiss with lots of tongue. "Thank you, Riley. Gary was a wonderful lover. I'm glad you chose him for me." You look at her quizzically. "What? You don't think I can tell when you wish?" she asks. "So, what class is next?"