Ashleigh After Class

By the end of the class all the girls seem to have been brought to orgasm, a couple more than once. Ashleigh orgasms silently, simply closing her eyes and trembling. Others give little gasps as their body shudders. A few moan quietly and a few just let loose with full volume cries of ecstasy that you hope cannot be heard throughout the school.

The class ends, the door opens (although the blinds do not leaving the room still dark) and the girls file out, many on shaky legs and all blushing and glowing with the afterglow of orgasm.

One girl, however, stays behind. Instead of moving toward the door Ashleigh walks toward you desk where you are sitting attempting to hide the raging erection you have from watching an entire class of young women brought to orgasm by your actions.

She smiles sweetly as she reaches your desk and then walks around it so that she is in-between you and it.

“So, sir,” she says “It’s lunchtime now and I was wondering …”

“Yes Ashleigh?”

“Would you like me to help you deal with that?” she points at the tent in your trousers.

“I’m not sure that’s appropriate.” you say.

“Neither was what you did to us during the movie but I doubt anyone is going to mention it to anyone, we all want you to come back. So how about it? You can’t go out in the hall like that without half the school noticing, especially considering how … large it is. So it’s either your hand or me. I know what I’d prefer if I were you…”

You look at Ashleigh, young and willing. The smell of young female orgasms hangs in the air making it even harder to deny her.

“O.k.” you say “As long as you are sure no-one will catch us.”

“Don’t worry” she says reaching back and pushing a button that causes the classroom door to close again removing the only source of light and plunging you both into darkness save for the light from the screen of your tablet “This classroom won’t be in use for the rest of the day.” She turns around to look at the screen bringing her butt level with your face. The smell of her sex wafts from under her skirt. “Plenty of time for us to enjoy ourselves and for the evidence of your indiscretions to be cleared away by the bots.”

She seems to realise where your face is and, rather than turning back around, she reaches back and lifts her skirt and leans forward to give you a better look at her tight little cotton covered ass and the wet spot showing your handiwork.

After letting you enjoy this for a moment she straightens up and turns around. “So Mr Doe” she says “Which pair of hot, wet, hungry little lips would you like to slide your big hard cock between? Because while I’m willing to use these” she points to her face “I’m even more willing to let you use these” she points between her legs.