No, this is why we can't have nice things

"Ok class, gather 'round. Take a knee." We formed a circle around her and struggled to kneel down. Every girl was sporting an erection now, and some of us were big enough to go past our knees. I heard a few breathless moans as girls got into position.

"As you know, the track and field day is coming up this weekend. We haven't done very well in the past, but this time I know we can do better." As she spoke, Miss Williams strode around the circle. Her hard cock was at eye level, still glistening from Abby's throat. Many of the girls' eyes lingered on it and some licked their lips as it passed.

"Do you know why we lose every year? Jessica." Miss Williams stopped in front of Jessica, who took a moment to tear her eyes away from Miss Williams' glans right in front of her.

"Is it because instead of practicing we spend all of our time fucking?"

Miss Williams crossed her arms. "That's part of it. The real issue is with you girls. We have the biggest dicks of all three schools. Since you horny sluts are always so hard all the time, keeping those hard- ons from slapping around all the time is top priority."

Mary giggled. "Yeah, remember last year when Zoe knocked down the high jump bar with her boner?" The class erupted in laughter and I blushed.

"Yes, that's exactly the kind of thing I'm talking about. We just need a way to compete without your 'boners' getting in the way, understand?"

"That's going to be hard for Abby, it's like, as big as she is." Said Melissa. The class laughed again.

"Alright, enough. We can do this. Zoe, come up here please?" As I stood, my hard dick rubbed the inside of my thigh high sock a little and I got slightly woozy. I joined Miss Williams in the center of the circle.

"Now class look at Zoe here. See what she's doing here?" At this she pointed to my thick, hard cock shoved down the leg of my tiny gym shorts and into the top of my thigh high sock. "Zoe dear, how big are you fully hard?"

"16 inches," I said softly.

"16 inches. And very thick. And you're not even the biggest futanari competing." She grabbed my cockhead through my sock and squeezed it, causing me to swoon out loud. "Tucked in here, Zoe's cock is very secure. Melissa, come up here please."

Melissa was olive skinned with short dark hair, and her cock was even bigger than mine. It was tucked under her shirt and so big that it went between her large round breasts and stuck out the neck of her v necked gym shirt. She stood on the other side of Miss Williams in the center.

"Now Melissa has it tucked under her shirt, which is probably fine for those of you who's dicks aren't so big, but look at this." She reached out and touched the tip of Melissa's cock which was oozing precum all over her shirt. Melissa's eyes closed and she moaned. Miss Williams' hand came away smeared with futa cum, gooey strands connecting it to Melissa's throbbing cock. "Not practical. Once you start to run you're liable to cum all over your own face."

"But Miss Williams," I protested. "So am I!" I moved my legs, marching in place. "When I do this, it's like I'm fucking my sock. I think I'd cum before I even ran one lap." Other voices joined in with their agreement.

Miss Williams frowned and crossed her arms. Emily spoke up. "I have an idea Miss Williams."

"Yes Emily? What is it?"

"Well what if before we compete, we each got to cum as much as we wanted? Then maybe our dicks would go down and we'd be better!" The girls seemed to like this idea. Melissa and I both looked hopefully at Miss Williams.

"Hang on young lady. I know where that leads. You futa girls can fuck and fuck, cumming buckets and still being hard. We need to focus."

"But Miss Williams, you're the only teacher that doesn't let us cum," I said. "With all these girls around it just drives us crazy. If we can cum first, we could focus!"

As the class was adding their agreement, Abby returned wearing the spare gym uniform. It was too big for her delicate frame in most places, and as expected her hard cock was just jutting from the top of the waistband. Abigail wore a look of desperation as she joined the circle.

"Maybe we could get some new uniforms for the team?" chimed Mary. "Like the bodysuits the pros wear!"

Miss Williams considered. "Those are expensive, young lady. We don't have a big budget in this department."

Mary looked around at the class. "We could raise the money! Let's talk to Principal Ann and convince her to let us."