Art and Design

“It’s rather fortunate,” Miss Taylor began, and Ian instantly found copious things which he would consider fortunate, most conspicuously of those being the fact that he was naked and surrounded by a gathering of the most outrageously beautiful women that he’d ever seen, the absolute majority of which were already decorated with samplings of his jizz.

“It’s rather fortunate,” Miss Taylor repeated as she noticed that Ian seemed to have drifted off into his thoughts, “that the next subject where we need you to fill a hole is Art and Design.”

Proving to be a keen dramatist as well as every other thing that she might be, Miss Taylor now paused to allow the delighted shrieks which Kimberly and Brooke let out in response to the revelation that they were about to get to teach alongside, or more likely in front of and connected to at the waist, Ian before carrying on her conversation with him.

“It’s primarily for our female students, and I think that they’ll warm up to you rather quickly,” Miss Taylor concluded, with Ian suspecting that she would soon be proven correct in her suspicions about how the class would react to him, particularly since he would be going there without his clothes.

Saying nothing further, Miss Taylor span round on her heels and showed off her ass to Ian as she sauntered away from him, although his gaze was soon averted to Kimberly and Brooke, who had come up to stand on each side of him, their cum-glazed breasts still left uncovered due to Kimberly now wearing her skin-tight tee shirt as a shawl, albeit a rather wet one at that, and Brooke having tugged down her corset to put her juicy tits on full display before first having them doused with Ian’s jizz.

“You know,” Brooke began, “usually it takes us a little while at the beginning of class to get everyone to settle down and stop their socializing, but I somehow I don’t think that we’ll encounter that problem today.”

“No,” Kimberly agreed, and made Ian moan by putting one nimble hand on his cock, which remained fully erect in despite of Miss Taylor’s best efforts to soften it up a bit, “I do believe that we’ll have their full attention from the get-go.”

“Mr White,” Ian had become so enthralled by Kimberly’s expert fisting of his cock that Miss Taylor’s voice almost caused him to leap into the air, although he doubted that even would prompt Kimberly to surrender her grip of his member, “here’s your coffee.”

“This is absurd,” Ian thought as Miss Taylor presented him with a cup of steaming hot coffee, which he accepted since he could see nothing else to do.

“You’ll have to take it black,” Miss Taylor informed him, “around here cream isn’t just milk.”

“Which makes the cooking classes quite interesting,” Kimberly cut in, nearly causing Ian to drop the cup onto the floor.

“You’ll better get going,” Miss Taylor told the three, causing Ian to register the fact that the other teachers were already on their way out through the door, “lest you want to set a bad example for the students.”

“Right,” Ian said, and allowed Brooke and Kimberly to lead him out of the staff room, the two of them slowly stroking his member with one hand each.
Unlike before, the corridor wasn’t bristling with activity this time around, a sure sign that the three of them were running a little late, but there were still a few students around who got to gawk at the procession as it went past them. The male students invariably kept their focus on Brooke and Kimberly, finding their behaviour unusually sluttish, even for them, while the female students were all captivated by the sight of Ian’s turgid fuckstaff. The most **** case was that of a young blonde clad in a latex suit with the zipper pulled down all the way to her groin, who had been going in the other direction and who kept her gaze locked on Ian’s cock for so long that she came dangerously close to walking straight into an opened door, just barely managing to notice it in time for her to change her course.
Another door that they went past was also left open, and Ian was treated to a truly surreal sight as he peeked through it.

Inside the classroom, behind the pulpit, a male teacher was standing before his class, wearing the classic tweed suit and clutching a pointer in his right hand. In every way, the forty-something man was the quintessential embodiment of the traditional British schoolteacher, expect for the fact that his pants were left open and his left resting on the heart-shaped ass of one of his female students, who was balancing on her stiletto-heels and platforms and leaning across the pulpit with her heavy-looking tits spilling out of her turquoise bikini-top and her matching thong was yanked aside so that her teacher could ram his cock into her asshole.

“As we can see,” the teacher spoke to his class, his voice carrying only the faintest hint of tension, “the battle of Naseby was a pivotal chapter in British history…”

“Who was that?” Ian asked.

“Who? The teacher or the student?” Brooke asked, giving his cock another soft tug.

“Gnng,” Ian groaned, finally managing to stumble out “the teacher…”

“That was Mr. Porter,” Kimberly informed him, “the only teacher to win the Female Students Favourite four years in a row.”

“Favourite what?” Ian asked, getting quite used to carrying on conversations whilst having his cock stimulated at the same time.

“Fuck!” Brooke giddily announced, loud enough for the word to echo its way down the corridor.

“A sweet man,” Kimberly’s voice was becoming a bit ethereal at this point, “he took my virginity back when I was a student here… well, my anal virginity at least.”
“You were a student here?”

“Yes, it’s a bit like being an old Etonian, I guess, or rather not at all like that, although I do have a school tie,” here Kimberly’s voice became quite dirty as she asked Ian “would you like to see me wear it sometime?”

Doubting that seeing Kimberly wear her old school tie would include her wearing anything else, Ian had to admit that he would probably enjoy it, and groaned out a “It’s a date,” just as the three of them reached a shut door in the building’s eastern wing.

“Welcome to our classroom, Mr. White,” Kimberly announced.

“Yes, just one thing,” Brooke had been about to yank the door handle when she halted herself, “I think that it’d be a bit unprofessional to have you refer to us by our forenames in front of the students, so I’m Miss Ryder and Kimberly’s Miss Forbes.”

“Right,” funnily enough, Ian found it quite easy to agree with a woman who was jerking him off.

The students inside the classroom were about to be offered a treat in the form of their teachers entering it in the following states; Ian was buck-naked and sporting a hard-on but carrying a cup of cooling coffee, Miss Ryder was flashing her cum-speckled tits while her pink panties were soaked to the point of transparency and Miss Forbes was showing off her tits and pussy in full, her t-shirt remaining bunched up above her breasts. She had brought her denim shorts along, but they were currently covering even less than normal due to the fact that she wasn’t wearing them, but had instead opted for carrying them in her left hand.