G-go find Ben! Quickly!

Ben's your friend! Surely he'll let you give him a few jerks, right? I-it might be dirty, but as long as you tell him it's for something important, he's got to understand! Even still, despite knowing him so well and the fact that he probably won't be mad, it still feels a bit weird....

Wait, what the heck? Have you got actual butterflies in your stomach right now, because of this? What's that all about! It's just Ben! It's fine! You bite down and march through the hallways, set on your mission and doing your best to ignore those feelings and nervousness.

It takes you a little while to find his office, but you do, and you burst inside!

"Ben!" You wail, rushing over to where he stands alarmed in front of a canvas on an easel.

"Oh, hey Debbie- what are you doing?"

He cuts himself off as you collapse onto your knees next to his leg, and wrap both arms around it. As you try to find the words, the leans over and carefully places his paintbrush and palette onto the ground so that he can freely stroke your hair in confused comfort.

"I'm in big trouble!" You explain, squeezing his leg tightly in pulses.

"....." Ben looks you over, then sighs to himself. "....Debbie, it's only been a week. This is your dream! You can't quit already."

You sniff and look back up at him. "Nuh uh!" You wipe your nose for a second. "Different trouble! Is it okay if I can rub your dick, please!"

Ben looks your face over and blinks hard a few times.

"Oh, finally. That took ages."

You sniffle again. "Huh? Wait, so I can make you cum right now?"

"Uhhh..." Ben looks around the room, and down at the palette and brush in his hands. "What, now? I'm... sort of busy at the moment, Debbie."

"No!" You shout just loudly enough to get your point across that you're shouting but not loud enough to actually be rude. He's not getting it at all! It's not like that. "Ben, pleeeeaasssee can I just rub your cock a few times?"

"I really have to get this finished, dude." Ben says. "I can't show up to classes unprepared in my first year teaching here." His eyes suddenly widen. "A-and when did you learn that word?"

Argh, you're not getting through to him properly. You're in a really tough spot here, yourself! This is no good, he's not gonna let you do anything while he's on his work hours. But still! You took the time to get here, and you're one-on-one with a teacher right now. It doesn't matter who it is anymore if he isn't going to let you, what matters is making a teacher cum, no matter what!

You reach out with your hand and grab over the crotch of his pants. He already feels like he's hard, so even though you're not dirty at all and don't have much experience, it hopefully won't take too long for you to-

"Debbie!" Ben calls out. "These are my work clothes!"

His arm comes up and catches yours before you're able to fish it inside of his pants. Rats! At least you've got his attention enough for him to have set down the painting things, now. Maybe he'll reconsider.

Ben lets go of your wrist, eyeing you cautiously as you slink back. You wait for a bit of time, to lull him into a false sense of security, then pounce forward for--! Oh, drat, he caught you midair before you could complete your pounce. He always did win whenever the two of you would wrestle....

You wriggle around in the air, but you can't break free from his hold. He sighs deeply.

"Look, Debbie, if you're THAT needy right now, then I guess...."

Ah, is he going to....? No, wait! He's-!

He flips you around in his grip, still holding you up in the air thanks to how short and light you air. Now with you being held up facing away from him, with his hands on your shoulders, he starts working his fingers and thumbs to give you a back massage.

Ahhh... n-no fair, he knows how much this makes you....

Your body slackens in his hands as the energy is drained out of your body by the good feelings and muscle relaxation. He makes clay sculptures with those, it isn't fair... you're done for....

"Let's just calm you down, okay?" He says, in a gentle voice. "There's no need to be all excited like that...."

Ahhh, you're not doing well right now... a-and, even worse... for some reason, it's starting to make you feel good in other places, too... is it because of how you were feeling before, with the butterflies? Nooooo.....

You can't help but cum. I-it's embarrassing enough, to do it in front of your friend without even being touched down there, but the worst part is, you can't even fight it back enough to make it discreet. You can't hide anything as the orgasm rocks through your entire body, which shakes uncontrollably in his strong hands as you spray out all over the inside of your school uniform.{if Orgasms == 1} I-is this really how you're having your first ever cum? J-just from sappy emotions and relaxation?? You didn't even get stimulated, this is humiliating!{endif}

"AANNNNGGGHHH" You moan, tongue flopping out of your mouth and eyelids twitching like you're being electrocuted from it.

"Ah! I... didn't expect that." Ben says, surprised. He waits for your aftershocks to finish, then slowly sets you down on the ground, seeming a bit sheepish. Your legs are a bit too wobbly to stay on, so you tumble over to flop on the ground, almost totally drained of energy. Your face is burning a bright red of shame, but at the same time, your body feels really good all over now.

"Well... I need to finish off my work here for now, but if you want to come again at a better time, then the door's open."

Aangh.... h-hopefully nobody from the Sorority was watching....