Easier Said Then Cum

Miss Kroll asked what you had in mind. "Why don't we just walk around a bit?" you asked. She huffed, "John, I thought you needed to cum. If you don't need to drop a load then I should get back to class. God knows what Principal Foster is doing in there." You suggest instead that you both sit on a bench near the door and she give you a massage. She audibly grunted this time before responding. "A massage John? Really? That'll make you ejaculate? I've got a class to teach."

You hadn't grasped all the rules of this new "society" yet. You thought that you could just stall her for 85 minutes. Then you'd use the last five or so to fuck her ass. She wasn't having it though; it was now or never.

Her reaction seemed strange at first until you started replaying your past sexual experiences over the weekend. Every other woman who had helped you cum went right back to normal as soon as you sprayed your seed. It seemed like it worked that way before sex as well. If you weren't ready to get it on at that moment then they didn't want to help.

You start to panic. As Miss Kroll turns around to go back into her class room you hurriedly drop your pants. You were sporting a half-erection. "Miss Kroll, Miss Kroll" you worriedly yelled. She turned around and took notice of your cock. "Oh sorry John, I misjudged the situation. Okay, so do I like, give you a massage while you jerk off? Do I massage you and fuck you? How does this work?"

Those all sounded like nice options. Problem was that any of them would get you to fire off some semen within a matter of minutes. You somehow needed to keep on edge for an hour and a half. You started noticeably sweating; you'd caught yourself in a corner. Then you saw Maggie.

Maggie was a girl you were into for a part of last year. Surprisingly, she was into you as well. She was the first girl who ever reciprocated your feelings. She wasn't attractive, but neither were you. She was a little overweight, her hair was kind of thin, and her boobs were small for her frame. You were young and horny though and she seemed like she would be the first person to willingly let you stick your cock inside of them.

It all went south though. You invited her to your house one day. When she came in you were in the bathroom; your bitch of a sister greeted her. By the time you finished and went to meet her in the living room Maggie was getting ready to leave. "Andrea was just filling me in. Guess I'll have to find a willing participant" she said. Apparently your sister Andrea told her you were gay. Maggie believed her. Your chances with her were ruined. What was worse was that her immediate desire to leave confirmed that she was going to fuck you that day.

You tried for weeks to convince Maggie you weren't gay but she never believed you. A few days later she started fucking another guy you used to be friends with. It hurt seeing her suck face with him in the hallways. She seemed to treat you a lot worse too though she didn't do anything specific. Just a general negative change of attitude.

Maggie made her way into Study Hall. Watching Maggie's average body walk away then looking back at Miss Kroll's fantastic body gave you an idea.

"No...no no, sorry Miss Kroll. I don't think a massage will do it. Actually, I think I need to fuck you. For some reason the Study Hall seems like the only place that will keep me hard though."

Miss Kroll giggles a bit. "Ah, that makes more sense John. Okay, let's go!" Hand in hand, you both made your way to the Study Hall. As you opened the door you immediately saw Maggie. She was seated at a table near the corner unpacking her things. You made your way over to her.

"What do you want dick breath?" she sarcastically said. "Hey Maggie, sorry to bother. I need to cum and I need Miss Kroll to help." Luckily all the other tables were filled. Maggie would be **** to take a front row seat.

Maggie smiles and takes out a book from her backpack. "Sure John, whatever you need."