Ms. Welker is reminded of the banana exercise from earlier in the semester.

"So, is there a reason we didn't put a condom on him?" The girl rubbing at my clit says calmly as little fireworks start exploding in my brain.

"Oh fuck!" Ms. Welker blurts, shoving at Jason. He stumbles back, his wonderful, wonderful, wonderful cock slipping out of me as readily as it slipped in, all my classmates' hands suddenly pulling away in response. My pussy practically screams in protest.

"Ungh!" I whimper, fireworks fizzling.

"Um..." Ms. Welker mutters as my spine hungers for something, anything to touch me, to finish me off. "Actually..." I pull up, looking down at Jason, his cock shining with my juices, and I lick my lips, aching to have him back inside me. I pull myself upright on the desk, dragging my body toward him. "Why don't I show you why a condom is so important?" Her voice cheers up as I tumble off the edge of the desk and onto my knees on the floor. "Oh, well done again, Emily, extra credit, you're quite on point!" Ms. Welker says down to me as I look quizzically up from the cock I ache to have back inside me.

"An oral quiz?" A boy asks as I realize my face is now level with Jason's rock-hard cock.

All I did was come to school naked. How did I end up naked in front of my entire sex ed class, a hair's breadth from orgasm, painfully aware of how **** I was to get that tiny push over the edge?

"I'm sure that's not necessary, Brian." Ms. Welker says calmly, her hand gripping at Jason's erection, tilting it down toward me as her fingers stroke along its length. "Here we go... alright class, everyone come around here, girls, kneel in next to Emily if you want to get a closer look..." I look nervously up at Jason, trapped on the floor, his cock pointed squarely at my face as my sex ed teacher strokes at it.

"Open up, Emily!" Sarah says, wrapping an arm behind my back.

"Oh, good, yes, this will be excellent to get recorded for later classes, thank you Brian." Ms. Welker says, still calmly stroking Jason's cock at me.

"Fuck..." Jason murmurs as hot, sticky goo starts to burst out of him, splattering against my face, my cheeks, a glob sticking across my mouth. Ms. Welker continues to stroke him, guiding his little spurts of goo onto me, dribbling it across my chin, aiming him at my breasts. I shudder as the warmth of it collides with my skin, my pussy tightening for more.

"Excellent, alright, class, here is male ejaculate, everyone note how forcefully it was expelled!" She says loudly, Jason's cock softening in front of me as I sit there, dumbstruck, coated in his cum, wondering why the space between my thighs is writhing so. "This is why you keep that little bubble at the tip of the condom, everyone remember that? To catch the ejaculate."

"The cum bubble?" Sarah says beside me. I lick my lip unconsciously, drawing in a glob of goo as I do.

"Mngh..." I smack my lips. It's like eating snot. Snot that makes little shivers run down my spine and makes my hungry little slit tingle at the thought of it, but... I mean, it doesn't taste like... like anything, I guess? Trying to ignore the sensations trying to eat my brain at the moment, it's almost kinda gross...

"Oh, well done again, Emily, extra credit indeed!" Ms. Welker says. "Male ejaculate is perfectly safe to ingest, certainly safer than getting pregnant if you don't want to have children, I'm sure."

"It's all over me..." I say, looking down at the gooey strands she guided across my breasts, noticing my hips still gently rocking beneath me. Does anyone else notices?

"You should see your face!" A boy with a phone pointed at me says.

"Here!" Another turns his phone toward me, showing a close up shot of me, Jason's cock mid-spray. He flicks across, and another pic shows up of my face, splattered with cum.

"Um, thanks..." I bite my lip... it actually looks... kinda like it tastes... I stifle a soft sigh...

"Emily, if you don't mind, everyone, return to your seats?" Ms. Welker says, clapping, "And, Emily, if you can just, leave that all over you, we can come back to you at the end of class and talk about how it dried, I think that would be a useful discussion for a lot of reasons!" She says to me, smiling, the class dispersing back to the desks.

"Sure..." I nod, pulling up.

Jason is putting his pants back on, and suddenly all I can think of is how desperately close I was to...