Nodding Approval

Unable to mutter even a single word, you must have nodded at Miss Palmer who transfers that nod to Haley who smiles widely and, without prompting, kneels under your desk. You weren't erect before, and Haley clearly noticed, but just smiled at you from her secret spot and began engulfing your semi-erect chub. It grew and grew until it wouldn't grow anymore.

Haley was adept at the task given to her, and the rest of the class, outside of side-glances, mostly from other girls, ignored the flagrant fellatio going on in the middle of the room. You bit your tongue to desperately attempt not to interrupt the class with moans or grunts, but the sound of slurping seemed deafening to you. Undoubtedly excused from participation, the rest of the class still had to finish the English assignment, but the class was almost over. And then it was over.

But you weren't done. Haley knew how to suck dick, and that included the prolongation. She teased and quibbled. Sucked and salivated. You almost exploded, but then she slowed down. The class was nearly empty now as Miss Palmer stood there with her arms folded, watching the proceedings. Her glare may have kept you from full release as well. "Take your time, John," she said, before kneeling down to where the action was, "But Haley," she said in a whisper that you could still overhear, "I know what you're doing. Make him cum, quick. It's dangerous for his condition to wait too long between orgasms."

She then, as best you could gather in your current state, licked her hand and reached under Haley's chin and into your area. Grabbing your testicles, she massaged them in such a way that sent you spiraling into ecstasy, releasing globs down into Haley's mouth as she quickly released and began ****, with a few more spurts getting onto Haley's face, hair, shirt, the desk, and Miss Palmer's blouse.

Miss Palmer had a smirk as she wiped her hand down, a successful palming at least, and looked at her soiled shirt, smiling even more. "Good," she said, simply. "You two can leave now." The rest of the class had been shuffling in, and was mostly bemused at the antics on display in front of them.

You walked out into the hallway as you struggled with your books, and also pulling up your pants, in your post-orgasmic malaise. You reached the lockers with Haley while the area was still dwindling down. "That was a fun blowjob," she said nonchalantly as she pulled off her shirt. You looked around in almost-panic as she was exposing herself in only a bra to the whole school. She side-eyed you and grinned. "Don't be so panicky, John. This ain't nothing most of this school hadn't seen." She sniffed a gym shirt and put it on, despite gym class being later in the day, as a football jock about two heads taller than either of you walked up.

He hugged Haley and kissed the top of her head while completely ignoring your presence. "What's that on your face, babe?" he asked.

She felt a forgotten glob of your cum on her cheek and wiped it off with her fingers, licking them soon after, as she replied: "Oh, some more of this numbskull's jizz. I just gave him a blowjob in class and it went everywhere," she emphasized. He nodded in understanding and reached out a handshake to you.

"Oh you're that new kid," he said, taking your hand in a vice-like grip as you winced. "Sorry to hear about your disease," he said, while not sounding sorry. "I'm Kelly Jordan, Haley's boyfriend and captain of the football team." He seemed most proud of that last fact. "Whatever Haley and I can do to help, let me know," he said as he finally let go of your pulsating hand.

"Your name is Kelly?" you replied, as his eyes narrowed.

"Yeah, what of it?" his voice took an ominous tone as if he had to fight his whole life against that name.

"Anyway..." interrupted Haley immediately to stop her boyfriend from getting too confrontational. "The offer is pretty much unconditional. Kells can tell you I'm good for way more than just a blowjob or handy." Her voice went a little low as she leaned in. "You've had sex, right?"

You answered honestly. "Yes. With... with my sister..."

They looked at each other as Kelly stifled a laugh. "Well, believe me, you ain't seen nothing yet until you fucked someone outside of the home." She wrote her phone number on a post-it and kissed it for good measure. "Give me a call when you're ready for a real ride," she turned with Kelly who laughed as they walked deeper into the now-deserted hallway. She was much nicer before, but he seems to be a bad influence on her.

You sneak into your next class and apologize to the teacher who just brushes you off, saying it's excusable as long as it's ejaculation-related. You don't go into details to disprove his assumption. Hannah and Elliot apparently have a work-study program every other day, as well as many other bright seniors, and were gone by lunch time, and with Haley spending time with Kelly, who you did not want to mess with, you ate your lunch alone. When gym arrived, you received a note from Dr. Nikita. You were excused from the class. You frowned at the booty shorts on some of the senior girls, but just turned around and marched to the medical staff office.

"Ah, John, thanks for coming down!" she said, as you walked into the office, even though the note was pretty explicit that this was a mandatory visit. She reached you and gave you an odd hug, reaching down to cup your genitals as you looked around. "I see you're not erect. That's a good sign." She made a note as she gestured you to sit down on the exan table.

"Yesterday, we were a little lax in monitoring your situation, and I've talked it over with the principal and the other teachers, and we're going to take a much more direct approach in seeing to your needs. We don't need any fainting spells," she began undressing.

"I'm going to induce an erection, if that is okay," she said, dropping her shirt and peeling down her pants. She was not wearing underwear as you see the school doctor naked in all her African glory. "Just lie down," she said, kissing your forehead seductively, as she gently pushed you onto the exam table and hooked her hands around your gym shorts. She peeled them, and your underwear, completely off, nearly getting smacked by your large erection in the process. "That's a good boy," she smiled as she straddled the table.

"I hope it's okay if we have intercourse," she said, as you feel the cold steel of her wedding ring as her hand grips your penis and guides it towards her hovering vagina. "Actual coitus is much more healthy for your mindset when performing ejaculation than these constant manual manipulations." She began fucking you in earnest, as you gripped her large ass.

"All the medical literature on your condition specifies that different sexual experiences helps deter symptoms and prolongs survival rates. Your classmates and I, and the staff, are available for much more than what you've been using us for and..."

You tune her out as she rides you, while watching her breasts bounce almost hypnotically. She smiles and stops her explanation. There's no foreplay or afterplay even. Just fucking, as she expertly rides your cock and manipulates your balls in a manner similar to Miss Palmer. "There we go," she says, with no sign of orgasm herself as your first shot enters into her womb. Several more escape into her darkest crevasse as she expertly milks you with her pelvic muscles and perpetual motions, until you seem completely drained.

She climbs off you and grabs some tissues to clean up some of your swimmers escaping in the wrong direction. You watch her clean her cunt and then wipe some off your dick as she continues, "I'll never get over how much you can cum. You must drink alot to keep that up?"

"Not really," you say, the first words in what seems like forever.

"Well, anyway," she interrupts, "you're excused from the last class today. Your mother will be here to pick you up soon. I'm going to tell you how well we've been coping." She grabs her clothes and exits the office as you lie back down and relax for a moment, before remembering your nudity and pulling your shorts back up.

It was a few moments later before you made your way out of the office and the school to your mother who was surprisingly waiting in her car. "I hear you've had an eventful day," said Erin as she squeezed your leg. A quick grope of your penis confirmed for her that you weren't erect. "Dr. Nikita said that you fucked her. How nice. And you had a blowjob earlier in the day. Who's the lucky girl?"

You were annoyed by Dr. Nikita telling these things, but just continued "Just a friend, Mom. She has a boyfriend."

"That doesn't matter, sweetie." She said, again squeezing your thigh, "all that matters is that you're healthy. I'm sure her boyfriend won't mind if you start fucking her on a regular basis."

You skulked down and didn't reply as your mother was talking about all this fucking now. "Your sister said you finally gave it to her, huh?" She smiled as she confirmed that Caitlin immediately told everyone about last night.

"I... it was... I was just horny and we were in the shower and it was a safe day... and..."

"Don't get worked up, baby. It's fine," she looked a little worried while trying to calm you down and drive home. "That's why you're sister is staying with us. To take care of your needs. Not just handjobs. Whatever you need to cum. I'm here too, you know?" She turned to look at her as her hand slid up to rub your unerect cock. "The offer still stands. Just like when you first came down with this awful disease, my bedroom door remains unlocked. Just say the word, and we can fuck. You don't have to worry about safe days with me." She kissed your forehead as you realized the car had parked in front of your garage.

Sometime later, you were still thinking about your mother's offer. It seemed so wrong when she first mentioned it, but after several months of continuous handjobs, and now finally fucking your own sister and the school doctor, not to mention Haley's non-chalant talk about seducing her own father, it didn't seem that so unreasonable anymore. Maybe just a fuck to get it out of your system.

But she was still married to your father, and you weren't sure about having her cheat on him with you. The handjobs seemed so clinical and distant that it didn't feel like sex. But actual sex, or even just a blowjob, still seemed like infidelity. And he slept with her most nights, so going into her bedroom would involve kicking him out, or at least aside, to violate his wife. You thought long and hard about this as your mother knelt before you and jacked you off a little before dinner.

"Hey, guys," your father simply said as you heard him slam the door behind him. You nodded in his general direction as he spied his wife jerking off their son on the loveseat. "Still with the handjobs, I see?" he said as he walked closer and set down his briefcase.

"I told him," your mother tsked, as she kept her rhythm. "He doesn't want to, I guess."

"Well, maybe when Caitlin gets here, they can go for another ride in the saddle," he laughed.

"He did fuck the school doctor today. And got a blowjob too, I hear," said Erin, thoughtfully, as she picked up the pace.

"Well that's a good sign, son. I was beginning to think that you were just going to get handies the rest of your life."

"I'm cumming!" you yell, interrupting his train of thought as your mother expertly collects most of the ejaculate into her hand, with a little dripping down the side.

"Whoops," she said, licking it off, before exiting for the kitchen to wash up.

Your father tussled your hair a bit as you pulled up your shorts and sat quietly. He went into the kitchen and was whispering to your mother something that you couldn't quite ovehear.

Caitlin came inside and looked particularly dour, as if she had a very tough day on the job, but immediately brightened up when she noticed you. "Hey bro!" she said with a huge smile, as she licked her lips hungrily.

"I just came," you said.

"That's cool. What's for dinner?"

A couple hours later, you lay in bed after a lonely shower as your mother arrives to tuck you in and tuck you out. "Mom," you say as she stands near the doorway while wiping her hands with lotion.

"Yes, sweetheart?" she asks, as she pulls your dick out.

"I have a question."