Classroom Demonstration

At that moment, he thought it was actually going to work. Ginni seemed somewhat mollified by the “female empowerment” line and he could see the reasoning working in her head. And after all, they were, techincally, a finishing school. All of the students were over 18 and could could drink, smoke and vote at their leisure. Yes the school did have a nominal dress code, but with the exorbitant fees that the faculty charged the well-off progenitors of their charges, a little leeway with something as arbitratry as a dress code could be forgiven.

The moment passed quickly as soon as Ian saw what was on Charles’ desk, and he knew he was right back in the shit.

“Now, class. Who can give me a reason why these two specimens are impractical?” the senior professor asked the class, gesturing to the items on the polished wooden surface.

Ian recognised them right away, of course. One was a lifesize model of Charles’ cock and the other was a just as intricately detailed model of his own oversized dong, both suckered to the desk. One day he was going to learn where these things kept appearing from, because with all the time spent ploughing various holes, he never actually recalled ever having a mold taken of his cock...

There was an audible wobble of tits as student’s hands shot up in the air to answer the question, and one bimboesque voice piped up “Sir! Because they’re not bi-”

“Ah, Charles!” Ian said loudly and cut off the sentence, making the professor turn his attention from the class to their arrival. “I’d like you to meet our inspector!”

“Ian! Lovely to see you my boy!” Charles said as he turned away from the class for a moment and moved over to them behind his desk, a huge and somewhat fatherly smile on his face. “Come in, come in to the class!”

“Charles, this is Ginni errr…” Ian paused, as he turned to introduce the inspector, realising for the first time that he had never caught Ginni’s surname

“Ginni Egerton-Longpipe” the inspector said innocently, flashing Charles a warm and innocent smile as she offered him her hand “My friends call me Ginni Edging”

‘Of course they do’ Ian though to himself, feeling the vein in his temple begin to throb as hard as his cock.

“Ah, Miss Edging! What an absolute pleasure!” Charles said. “With a name like that, you could certainly fit in-”

“Charles is one of our most seasoned educators here at the school!” Ian said quickly, recovering and slicing his hand over his neck in a “shut up” motion to Charles from behind Ginni “He quite literally wrote a couple of the books we use on biology and physics”

“Now now Ian! No need to pump up my ego!” Charles chuckled, “I do what I can as an educator.” Ian turned his head as he heard one of the bimbos on the first row mutter “I’d rather pump his cock” to her friend and gave the slutty redhead a sharp “shut up” stare, getting the usual pouting and lascivious lip-lick in return.

“Oh my! These are so bea-” Ginni’s adoring voice caught Ian’s attention again and his head whipped back to her so fast he nearly got whiplash. The inspector was looking at the toys with a momentary look of fascination on her face, her hand reaching out toward them. “They’re...so….so ridiculous!” She continued, the moment suddenly gone as she looked back at Ian “Talk about gigantic! Did one of the boys make a comically oversized model from the biology lab?”

Ian’s jaw dropped a little as his brain frantically tried to keep up, a little stunned at what his distracted and blood-deficient ears thought they heard. “Yes!” he recovered quickly, mouth going on autopilot “We let some of the boys loose on the new 3D printer and naturally this was the first thing they did!”

“But I thought Charles was using them as part of the less-?” Ginni asked, her brow furrowing cutely as she looked confused.

The effect was to make her look even prettier, and for a moment Ian’s thoughts migrated to absolutely plastering those stunning features point-blank in a thick load of ballsauce, watching it pour down onto those undeniably massive tits and….

“Well...we….Charles?” Ian stumbled, as he snapped back from his thoughts, the vision still lingering in his mind as his cock ejected another huge stream of precum into his trousers. “What are you using them….for….”

Ian’s eye was suddenly caught by a blonde head slowly emerging into view through one of the windows behind Ginny. His already cold blood started to freeze as Laura’s face appeared, grinning maniacally as she raised up like Mr Punch. Her hands gripped her top and heaved it upward, exposing her giant tits and shaking them back and forth teasingly.

“Hngh!” Ian grunted as he watched the spectacle with a throbbing trouser leg, causing Charles and Ginni to turn to him.

“Exactly!” Charles said, taking Ian’s input as an agreement “I said, why shouldn’t girls have an interest in the sciences? They always seem so ke….”

Ian’s attention was ripped back to the glass when Candi’s grinning head emerged next to her elder sister. She was just as topless and took a moment to shimmy her own tits with her hands behind her back, before flourishing yet another dildo-model of his cock and beginning to kiss it teasingly.

“Wnngh!” Ian cough-wheezed as he watched Laura and Candi start to kiss and lick the dong from both sides, watching him from the corners of their eyes.

“Exactly!” Ginni nodded “In all the schools I’ve examined, girls have outpaced boys in biology and chemistry by a significant margi…”

The show in the window had descended as quickly as could be expected, and the two stacked blondes were lewdly dual-titfucking the huge prong while silently showing every sign of enjoyment.

“Of course! I mean...that’s as it should be...jesus” Ian gasped as he looked back from the window to Ginni, sweating a little as outside the younger Hart was starting to hammer the oversized toy into the elder Hart’s throat.

“Ian my boy, are you alright?” Charles asked in a concerned tone as he walked a little further along the desk, moving past the corner to see them “You look like you’ve seen…”

“Yes, you look a little...OH MY GOD!” Ginni cried suddenly, her eyes locked downwards. “That’s impo…”

Charles had moved out from behind the desk to join them fully, and as was now as usual in his classes, was naked from the waist down. For man of his age he could achieve and maintain a remarkable erection, and now his massive cock had joined the three of them in the conversation.

This was going to take some explaining...