Sex Education

If anyone with a modicum of common sense had entered Zack Zero's bedroom, they would have been stunned by the crazy scene unfolding.

Sat at two school desks were the busty Poison Ivy and Power Girl, dressed in a schoolgirl uniform straight out of a porn movie. White tops that barely held their enormous breasts, red and green plaid skirts barely 3 cm long, and matching ties.

They clearly looked like a pair of professional escorts rather than simple schoolgirls, but neither cared. The two metahumans acted as if it were the most normal thing in the world, and even looked very comfortable.

In front of them, near the wall, was our protagonist, naked, holding a teacher’s staff with authority. Behind him were various pornographic images of people having sex in all possible positions.

Zack stood completely upright, staring at his “students,” who were impatiently awaiting his words.

“Ladies…ladies, pay attention, it’s time to start Sex Education class,” Zack said in a loud voice.

Their reactions were quite the opposite; while a smiling Karen stared intently at her “teacher,” not missing a single detail, Pamela, on the other hand, played with her red hair while licking a lollipop, staring at the floor with a bored expression she couldn't seem to hide.

"Here, I'll teach you everything you need to know about the art of sex, along with the different ways to achieve pleasure," Zack continued.

"Great!" Karen exclaimed, clapping her hands.

"Uhh… boring," Pam murmured listlessly.

From Pamela's point of view, all of this was a huge waste of time, since she was an expert on the subject, earning excellent grades in every subject. There was also her teacher. Just seeing his poor appearance made it impossible to believe that this guy could be a scholar in bed.

With that face covered in acne and those stupid braces, he gave the impression of being a shitty Simp. The only interesting thing about him was his cock; it was a not inconsiderable monster that surpassed anything the redhead had ever seen.

"Look closely at these images..." Zack pointed the rod at some photos of blowjobs. "... Observe the technique he uses, how he licks the tip with precision..." he added.

“Mmm... how silly,” Pam sighed.

The green girl arched her head back, looking at the ceiling while giving slow, deep licks to her pacifier. As she did so, her top stretched to its maximum, clearly revealing her nipples due to the strain of the fabric.

For Pamela Isly, all of this was a complete waste of time; she felt like her pacifier taught her more than all that nonsense.

“…the placement of her lips when she kisses the balls and how expertly she grips the member…”

The redhead straightened up, let out a loud yawn, and then leaned toward Karen.

“Hey… I'm sure the only woman who's ever interacted with that guy is his mommy… ha ha ha,” she whispered to the blonde.

“Pam, don't be so rude; have more respect,” Karen said, without taking her eyes off the professor.

She didn't understand how her classmate could pay so much attention to someone like him; Pam thought it was ridiculous to have any respect for him.

"Oh, for the love of God, Karen, just look at him. He's a useless loser who's never screwed," Pamela said, raising her voice.

"You're wrong, Pam... He DOES know... He knows a lot," Karen said, biting her lip.

Seeing the blonde's dreamy gaze at the teacher, along with her tender sighs and the way she rubbed her legs together, it was abundantly clear to her.

"Did you... Did you... Have you fornicated?" she asked, her voice now clear.

"Oh, Miss Isly, be quiet. We're in class... Right, where did I leave off... Oh, yes, you have to watch out for the signs of an imminent cumshot to..."

While Zack continued his explanation, the girls continued chatting.

"Tell me... Did you sleep with him?" Pam asked, gently nudging her friend.

"Well... He fucked me all night... He's a beast in bed," the blonde said, still staring at Zack.

"WHAT?"

"Miss Isly, last warning... Don't interrupt," the teacher protested.

Even so, the redhead paid little attention. Now she shook Karen’s arm, but Karen didn’t move.

“What are you talking about? What were you thinking when you got tangled up with THAT? He’s a nobody,” Pamela spoke to her, confused.

“I wasn’t thinking about anything… only pleasure. He’s a real man, capable of enchanting any woman with his wonderful… hmmm… he can certainly give you some great private lessons,” Karen said, now seeing her friend giving her a mischievous look.

“Fuck… FUCK!” the green girl shouted at the top of her lungs.

“ENOUGH, MISS ISLY!” Zack roared.

Despite his strong demand, Pam crossed her arms and gave him a defiant look, letting him know she wasn’t intimidated.

“I’m not going to accept any more of your insolence here, young lady,” the teacher said angrily.

“Please, let's stop this charade. I knew how to do all that with my eyes closed before I was old enough to vote... You have nothing to teach me!” she said proudly.

Instead of bothering him further, Zack took a deep breath and smiled wickedly at her.

“Oh... we have a know-it-all in class. If she knows so much about blowjobs, why doesn't she come here and... give us a demonstration!”