Bring her along to your next class

Coming to a decision, you grab Ms. Desra's wrist and pull her with you.

"Wait, what are you doing?" she asks, doing her best to cover her damp crotch with her remaining hand.

"To my next class," you tell her, "We're going to continue my lesson there. I can do that, right?"

"Um, y-yes," Ms. Desra stammers, "But..."

"Great!" you interrupt, "Now hurry up, I don't want to be late."

Ms. Desra frowns, but picks up the pace, her bare feet slapping against the tile of the school hallway. It isn't long before you are entering your morning English class with a gorgeous naked woman by your side. The class is nearly full by the time you arrive, and you look around for a good seat.

"Micheal, you're cutting it pretty close," your teacher Mrs. Fletcher says. "Another minute and you would've been late."

"Sorry," you tell her, "I was busy with another lesson."

"I can see that," she says, her eyes moving over to your new sex ed teacher, "Will Ms. Desra be joining us this morning?"

Ms. Desra looks down at the floor, a blush coming over her face. You answer for her, "Yes, she will be. Is there a desk big enough for her to sit on my lap?"

"There should be a chair in the back you can use," she replies, looking at Ms. Desra with a mixture of pity and disgust, "Just try not to be disruptive."

"Thanks," you say, pulling Ms. Desra behind you.

"Sorry about this, Judy..." the naked teacher says softly.

"It's something we'll both have to get use to," Mrs. Fletcher replies with a sigh.

As the pair of you make your way to the back of the class, several students look up and realize what is going on. You get looks of envy from a lot of the male students, and contempt from the girls. With only one hand free, Ms. Desra is unable to cover her bountiful chest from view, only heightening her embarrassment at the situation. You eventually find the chair that Mrs. Fletcher was talking about, and sit down, resting your arm on the table next to it.

Ms. Desra turns and starts to sit down on your lap, but you place a hand on her plump rear to stop her, "Hold on. We need to do this right."

She looks over her shoulder at you, "What do you mean?"

"Well I certainly can't stick my dick in you with my pants on, now can I?" you say, giving her butt a nice squeeze.

"N-No, you can't," she says, her brown eyes going wide as she realizes what you want to do.

You let go of her and unfasten your pants. With a bit of wiggling in your seat, you manage to pull them down just enough to whip out your cock. With the bronze-skinned beauty in front of you, it pops up into the air, rock hard, eliciting gasps from a couple of nearby students.

"Okay, I'm ready," you tell her, "Hope you're still wet."

To your surprise, Ms. Desra doesn't immediately impale herself on you, instead turning around and dropping onto her knees in front of your crotch.

"What are you doing?" you ask her.

"W-Well, I don't want you going in dry," she replies, "So I'm going to... lubricate you a bit first."

"How are you going to do..." you start to say, before receiving your answer in the form of your sex teacher's mouth enveloping your cock. You lean back in your chair, ecstatic. This is better than you could've even imagined it!

"Oh my God, she's seriously blowing him right here," you hear a girl whisper to her friend over the sound of Ms. Desra's slurping.

Looking around the class, you see that you are starting to attract a bit of an audience. It isn't long before you hear Mrs. Fletcher say, "Alright class, I know that Ms. Desra's new position is somewhat distracting, but let's all try to move past it and get on with the class. Now, who can summarize today's reading...?"

You're barely paying attention at this point, lost in the feeling of Ms. Desra's tongue massaging your shaft. You place your hand on top of her bobbing head, gripping her hair as you try your best not to blow your load too soon. You aren't sure whether or not she'd done this before, but the fact that she was taking your whole cock in her mouth right now was one of the hottest experiences of your life.

Just when you're about to give up on holding back, she pulls up, coming off of your dick with a slight smack of her lips. You tug on her soft hair gently as she rises up, then hesitantly let go to give her room to get up.

"Okay," she says hesitantly as she gets on her feet, her eyes firmly on your glistening rod, "I think that's enough... no use waiting."

She steps forward and flings her leg over your lap so that her crotch is directly above yours. Then she uses her fingers to part her pussy lips, and slowly lowers herself down onto your dick, straddling your body in the process.

"Oh fuck," she gasps, her voice a faint whisper you can only hear due to her face being right in front of yours.

"Damn," you mutter, wrapping your hands around her waist and grabbing her ass. Her pussy felt amazing, it being just tight enough to caress your dick in all the right ways. You idly wonder how long that will last with the new rules you put in place. Come to think of it, with a body like this you'd be surprised if her holes last until the end of the week.

"Can you see okay?" she asks as she starts moving herself up and down on your lap.

"Huh?" you grunt, before replying, "Yeah, I can."

"Good," Ms. Desra whispers with another gasp, before continuing, "So, um... I'm clean and on birth control, but you should know that if you do this with another girl, you should probably... Oh fuck, probably use protection."

"Yeah, I'll keep that in mind," you say, "Fuck, you feel amazing. I'm glad I got to use you first."

"Thanks," she replies, somewhat hesitantly, "You were lucky that everyone else is still finding this awkward... with the looks some boys were giving me, I thought for sure I'd be doing something like this much sooner."

"So did I," you admit, "Now make out with me."

If Ms. Desra had an objection to this, it was quickly lost when you pulled her head in and locked lips with her. She's caught by surprise at the suddenness of the act, but starts returning your kiss before long. Her lips were soft, and despite having just had your dick in her mouth it tasted a little minty. The feeling of making out with her is only heightened by the vibrations that she gave off whenever she moaned, which got more frequent the longer she rode your cock.

When you eventually pull back, the woman in front of you has a very different look on her face: one of arousal and need.

"Oh fuck, I'm getting close," she squeals, "Just a little more..."

She speeds up her bouncing, bringing you to the edge of release. She bites her lower lip to hold back a moan, drawing the attention of the class to you again. Mrs. Fletcher actually looks angry at the disruption present in her class, not that you or Ms. Desra care.

It isn't long before Ms. Desra grips your shoulders and lets out a long, lustful moan, and her cunt tightens up around your cock. This causes you to cum, shooting your seed directly into her.

"Ms. Desra, please at least try control yourself," the older teacher scolds, "Some of us would like to teach our students normally."

The woman that's still on your cock ignores her, resting her head on your shoulder. You can smell the conditioner in her dark brown hair as she recovers on you. You want to stay like this forever.

"Hey, I call next go," says Tim, one of your classmates with a bit more muscle on him.

"Only after I'm done with her," the class nerd Alvin retorts.

"Hey Tim, you want to share?" the blonde cheerleader Cindy offers, "After what she graded me on the essay, the least she can do is eat me out."

"Damn, that'd be hot..." Tim muses.

Oh right... with your rule in place, Ms. Desra can be used by any student in the school. And now that you've 'broken the ice', it seems like your classmates are eager to have a turn of their own with the new sex ed teacher. But now you're starting to feel possessive. And with the rulebook in your bag next to you, it'd be rather easy to alter the rules so that Ms. Desra ends up as your exclusive fucktoy.

On the other hand, you still found the idea of the poor teacher being freely used by everyone in the school to be a turn-on in itself. Just the thought of her getting constantly fucked, to the point of possibly being coated in the fluids of other students by the end of the day, is enough to start building your arousal again. Besides, you probably should take breaks to recover and actually learn something at school, right? And why not share what you just experienced with your fellow students while you do so? It'd be the nice thing to do.

Ms. Desra starts to sit up again, having mostly recovered from the sex you had with her. And judging from the hungry looks she's getting from your classmates, you don't have long to decide what you want to do.