Class Introductions

The blonde bombshell standing before you has a certain look in her eyes, almost a challenge, though the look isn’t directed towards you, instead she seems faced more so in the direction of your sister Freya, as though the blondie is declaring war on your twin sis. You hardly notice any of this, however, as you are far too distracted by the “top,” if it can even be called that, on the blonde’s upper body. You allow her to steal your attention, enjoying the eye candy offering, especially once she begins lifting her skirt and striking a rather playful pose.

“Good moooorning!! My name is Selena Scarlett and I am just thrilled to finally be in a harem class! I am sadly unacquainted with our lovely superior male as of yet, but I’m sure I’ll rectify my status as a stranger soon enough. In regard to what I’m most excited for this year… well that’s a little hard to say. I’m excited to try a variety of things with you… my dear Felix, though if I had to chose just one thing, I guess it be taking your innocence for myself. I want to feel you inside me, as I take away whatever vestiges of that soft-spoken nerdy virgin persona still exist within you. Hope you’re as excited for that as I am,” she says, blowing you a kiss, before listing her measurements and making her way back down to her desk.

You don’t know Selena personally, but her reputation proceeds her. She’s almost worshiped like a damn goddess by the geeks of the school, a result of the fact that she’s hot enough to have high standards, yet is generous enough to “help” the occasional virgin nerd with getting laid.

Next up at the blackboard, meanwhile, is someone you actually do recognize this time. A student with grades surpassing even yours, only missing out on the superiority designation as a result of her gender, it’s good old Cleo. Ever the class participant and rule follower, you aren’t surprised when she turns around and lifts up her skirt, giving you a rather nice view of her black pantie-clad ass.

“My name is Cleo Bell. I am a member of our school’s student council, though I may be retiring from that duty depending on how much time this harem class takes up in my schedule. I have been classmates with Felix in prior years, so I hope I know him well enough to be a useful addition to his harem this year. And before anyone asks, yes I am this lazy dimwitted airhead’s little sister,” she says, her thumb pointing towards Miss Bell herself, which causes you some light shock before she quickly states her measurements, along with, “And for the coming school year I’d say I am most excited about simply making sure Felix is able to regularly cum from my assistance, as that’s the main duty of any good and hard working harem member.”

And just like that Cleo drops her skirt back down and makes haste back to her own desk. Cleo is a smart ass who has never let anyone get in her way, at least based on what you’ve seen her do in the past, and even her own older sister doesn’t seem to have been spared from Cleo’s rather ruthless and blunt personality.

Next up at the blackboard, you are a little surprised to see someone with arms that could legitimately crush your skull in an instant. You may have written tomboys down as a primary kink on the questionnaire… but you hadn’t exactly meant a literal muscle mommy, unzipping her own rather tight pants just to show you her panties.

“Well, I certainly hadn’t expected to be doing something like this today,” the girl jokes to the rest of the class, earning a few laughs, “Anyway, for those who don’t know me, I’m Maeve Maddison, and I play for our school’s wrestling team. I actually became the captain a few days ago. I don’t personally know Felix, but based off his sister’s comments he seems like a nice guy, so I’m glad to be in this harem with you all. In regard to what romantic or sexual activity I’m most excited about, I’m not really sure how to answer. I really don’t have any experience with that kinda stuff, so I guess my answer would just be that I’m excited for my first time… assuming Felix wants to take my first time, his choice of course,” her face filling with a surprisingly girly blush as she lists out her measurements, before returning to her seat.

She’s drop dead gorgeous, capable of tossing you around like a rag doll, and on top of all that still has a rather innocent personality and zero real sexual experience. She’s a fucking dream girl. The fact that you got her into your harem class, before anyone else could grab her for themselves, is a goddamn miracle.

Next up at the blackboard is… well no one as of yet. There appears to be a girl at the front of the room, but she isn’t standing ready to give an introduction. Instead, she appears to be quietly arguing with Miss Bell at the teacher’s desk. She’s a rather beautiful girl, her hair color incredibly unique, though her increasingly angry expression doesn’t give you much confidence that you and her are gonna get along. You can hear her say something to the extent of, “How can’t I be exempt?” “Do you know who my father is?” and “This is lunacy.” All of which seeming to have failed to convince Miss Bell, as the white-haired girl still eventually makes her way to stand in front of the blackboard, before lifting her skirt up to show off her rather intricate undergarments, though her incredibly angry glare almost makes you to scared to actually admire the eye candy provided.

“Admire it while you still can… you damn pervert. As you all well know my name is Rita Kesteroff, and as such my inclusion in this embarrassment of a classroom is almost certainly a mistake, one my father will soon rectify,” causing both you and the rest of the class to simply mumble a confused, “We have literally no idea who you are,” before a red hot anger takes hold of Rita as she replies, “How dare you! Insolent, improper, and uneducated fools, the lot of you! My family, the great Kesteroffs, built the very school you now reside within. We have influence in every piece of this town’s pie. Is that understood? So there is absolutely no way that I, the future heir of the Kesteroff family fortune, will be serving as some nobody’s fuck toy. And as such… the thing I’m most excited about this coming year… will be kicking you in the balls, in the hallway outside, after I’ve left this class.”

You honestly don’t know much of anything about the Kesteroff family, or whether Rita is telling the truth and they really do have the influence to get her exempted from your harem class. What you do know, is that you definitely don’t want her leaving your class. She’s fucking gorgeous and her rich bitchy personality only makes you more excited to break her in. She says her measurements rather quickly, before giving you one last **** glare and returning to her seat, pulling out her phone to likely beg her daddy some more to save her from this, from you.

Next up at the blackboard, you find yourself looking at someone that is just on the tip of your tongue. They look so strangely familiar, yet you’re also pretty confident you’ve never met anyone who dresses in such a uniquely sexual way, with a see through skirt and everything, though she still pulls it up to give you an even clearer view of her undergarments.

As you await her introduction, however, no sounds escape her mouth, a silence taking over the room as she begins awkwardly mumbling to herself. Eventually, after watching her stumble over her words like five different times, you realize why it is you recognize her. It’s Gemma, the antisocial nerd girl who is always sitting alone at lunch or in class. Why her hair is now suddenly green and she’s wearing a surprisingly provocative outfit, however, is a complete mystery to you. Nonetheless, you call out her name and ask if that’s really her, hoping she’ll calm down and focus on just finishing her introduction.

Hearing your question, the girl seems to focus back on the task at hand, as she blushing replies, her voice so quiet that it can only barely be heard, “Yeah… it’s me, Gemma Jacobsen. I… uh… changed up my look a bit… for the class. You know? I was told this class was supposed to be about being appealing… and… I’ve always wanted to try dressing like this… more… more confident. So I thought no time like the present. I… I hope you like it. I know we haven’t really ever talked that much Felix… but I’ve always thought you were nice… and… I’m patient enough to wait until you wanna… well… you know. I’m excited for my first time… and I’m willing to do anything to get it.”

With her measurements also listed, before she blushingly returns to her seat, Gemma’s spot at the blackboard is soon filled by the first woman of the day that you had specifically requested be added to your harem on your questionnaire, besides for Freya of course. The student’s eyes look rather unsure of themselves as they stare right over your shoulder, seemingly unable to even look you in the eyes, and so they turn around and flip up the back of their skirt instead.

“Hello, it’s good to meet everyone. My name is Blake Graham, and you may know me as a member of the cheer team here at the school. I’ve actually known Felix for a few years now,” she says as she rubs her own arm somewhat awkwardly, “My boyfriend… or I guess ex-boyfriend now that I’m in someone else’s harem, Andre has been friends with Felix since middle school, and introduced me to him. I’m still pretty nervous about being part of this class… but I suppose I am excited about getting to try stuff with someone new, since prior to now Andre has been my only partner,” before listing her measurements and walking back down to her seat.

You can’t help but almost admire how Blake is so easily able to lie as she breathes. Andre is not and never has been your “friend”. Andre is your longtime bully, having picked on you relentlessly for years now, Blake having joined in on said bullying during multiple memorable occasions. It doesn’t matter much now though. After all, you’ve won. Your war of attrition against Andre has payed off. While he focused on popularity, you got your grades up, and now his girlfriend is your sexual property, to be used and enjoyed as you see fit. You could very well bend Blake over during lunch time, directly onto whatever table Andre sits at, and fuck her silly while he’s **** to watch, unable to do a damn thing to stop you. This harem class is just getting better and better with each passing introduction.

Next up at the blackboard, is what appears to be the third tomboy of the class. Unlike your sister Freya, or the muscle mommy Maeve from earlier, however, this girl doesn’t seem to have much confidence in the task at hand. Said nervousness is only more confusing as she does lift her skirt to reveal that she isn’t even wearing panties, instead just wearing what appears to be a track and field uniform, with some rather strong tan lines revealed as well.

“Morning, I’m Trish Fernandez, and I am very grateful for the opportunity to be in this harem class with you all. I am a member of our school’s track and field team, and spend most of my time at practice. I hope this class can also function as a semi-workout if at all possible. I don’t know Felix personally, but I am actually close friends with his sister Freya. So I suppose the romantic or sexual activity I’m most excited for would also be Felix and Freya’s wedding, since I know it will make Freya really happy, and I’d like to be there to support her,” before listing her measurements and returning to her desk near the front.

You finally recognize her as she walks back to her desk, her wide hips being the key to your memory. Freya has never been the type to talk much about her friends with you, never even inviting them over to the house, which at this point seems like it might’ve been because she wanted to keep you all for herself. Nonetheless, you do remember seeing this Trish girl hanging out with your sister on multiple occasions at school. You just hope Freya doesn’t kill you for making a move on her friend this year.

Next up at the blackboard, is the first actual goth of the class, surprising considering you had put it on your questionnaire alongside tomboys, yet your class appears to be filled with far more tomboys then goths, though you suppose goths are more of a rarity anyway. The thing you notice immediately, however, isn’t the fact that she’s goth, but instead the fact that she has no need to lift up any skirt or pull down any pants… as she’s not wearing either, instead her lower body is covered by a mere pair of black panties, and nothing else. Is that really all she wore to school today, without even being asked to do so by you? She seems pleased with her choice though, being able to just stand at the front with a dead look on her face, without needing to actually do anything.

“My name is Ophelia Taylor,” her voice being incredibly monotone as she speaks, “I have no idea who that boy is. I am most interested in any activity that keeps his cum out of my face. This is makeup is way too expensive to ruin. My measurements are…” and just as quickly as she started speaking, she’s already done and headed back down to her seat.

You suppose it was to be expected that the quiet goth girl wouldn’t exactly have wordy or passionate answers to your rather silly perverted questions. Though you are happy she admitted her hatred for getting cum on her face… since now you know the first thing you’re gonna try on her will be glazing her face with jizz, just to see her reaction.

Next up at the blackboard, you can see what appears to be another girl you recognize heading on up to it. You’ve taken a few film classes over the years at your high school, and you recognize this girl as having been in them as well, though you remember her being much more passionate about said classes then you ever were. She was always putting on a performance in those classes, and it appears she hasn’t changed much at all, as she struts her way up to the front, before striking a pose and lifting her skirt rather playfully, as though her pair of panties is the only one anyone is here to actually see.

“Behold! Let my undergarments be the sign you need to know that today is the day everything changes, for all of you! Under the wise leadership of I, Fiona Marshall, this class shall act as the subject matter for the greatest documentary in student filmmaking history! I don’t know Felix personally, but I’m sure he will be a suitable male lead in my film, assuming he listens to all of my directions throughout the documenting process, of course. And I suppose the thing I’m most excited for would be my first scene in the film, whenever Felix decides he’s ready to do a scene with the real star of this story. My measurements for costumes and film apparel are…” before listing them out and making a few more proud declarations as well, spending an absolutely absurd amount of time with her introduction, finally returning to her desk after twenty whole minutes.

Her passion is rather fun, though you wonder how much of that passion will bleed over into the way in which she serves any sexual requests you make of her. Is she gonna actually wanna make a documentary about life in this class? You suppose that could be fun. You could even upload it online to a youtube channel or something, though Fiona would probably say youtube isn’t a big enough stage for her projects.

Next up at the blackboard, you can already hear someone chuckling devilishly. You look up to find a girl dressed like goddamn Sherlock Holmes, though with her ass faced towards you as she holds up her skirt. Her eyes seem to sparkle with a subtle challenge, though that’s hard to notice as you’re to distracted by the clearly fake gun strapped around her leg. Why the hell does she have that!? And who thought it was smart to let her bring it into the school? Does she think she’s a real detective or something?

“Felix Huston! Listen and beware!” she yells, to gather your full attention, “I, Danova Marron Clair, head of the Journalism Club, have been hired by a third party to investigate the mystery of why you of all people have been awarded a harem class. I personally suspect foul play, and have reason to believe you assassinated the boy who was really supposed to get this class, stealing his identity for yourself,” causing you to sigh in confusion, “Don’t deny it! I’ll soon have all the evidence I need, once I’ve had plenty of time to examine your body up close and personal, especially to see how it is that your face manages to be such a realistic mask. I’ll start by testing how your lips feel. I’ve never met you before, but I know a government-planted imposter when I see one. This year I am, without a doubt, most excited to pin the handcuffs around your wrists after you confess all your crimes to me… and I will get that confession… no matter what it takes,” before distrustfully stating her measurements, and watching you like a damn hawk as she returns to her seat.

Can this class get any weirder? You requested “variety” on your questionnaire, but you don’t remember saying, “Give me all the crazies” at any point when filling it out. Nonetheless, this female Sherlock Holmes is actually rather attractive, and a bit of crazy roleplay in the bedroom never hurt anyone. Probably famous last words, but whatever.

Next up at the blackboard, well… your attention doesn’t actually stay for very long at the blackboard, as you look over at the source of some rather loud dripping noises. You see a girl, absolutely soaked in water, walking slowly to the front of the room. You laugh nervously, wondering whether you truly have been given all the insane ones. She looks kinda oblivious, staring at Miss Bell as if she isn’t quite sure what exactly she’s meant to be doing. Surprisingly, Miss Bell actually gets up from her desk and begins helping the girl with her introduction, though you aren’t sure why. The girl pulls up her skirt after being told to by Miss Bell.

Eventually, Miss Bell herself begins speaking on the girl’s behalf, “I’d like to introduce you all to Whitney Maggio. Whitney here is mute, though she is proficient in sign language if anyone is able to understand signs. I myself can translate for her if she really needs to say something to someone, but she isn’t usually the talkative type anyway. I ask that you all treat Whitney with the same respect you’d give to any other student… even if she’s a little oblivious at times. And to answer any questions about the dripping, Whitney here is our school’s most talented swimmer, having taken home gold for us last year. I suspect she forgot to dry off before coming to class, after her early morning practice. I don’t believe she and Felix have met, though I hope you both get along. She doesn’t mind wet stuff, being a swimmer and all, so I think she’d be most interested in getting covered in your lovely cum Felix, assuming you wanna try that out with her,” before asking Whitney what her measurements are and repeating them to the class after translating.

You almost feel a little bad, assuming the girl to be insane when she was actually disabled, before realizing that muteness has absolutely no correlation with forgetting to dry your own body off… and so maybe she is just crazy. Nonetheless, you can’t help but be curious whether she is still able to moan, despite her muteness. Only one way to test that, of course.

Next up at the blackboard, is finally a girl who seems vaguely normal. Her soft features and warm inviting smile make her an appealing source of eye candy. Said appeal is increased even more as she rather politely lifts her skirt up, as though she’s an old southern bell about to bow in a big dress. Her bright green panties end up pairing quite adorably with her cotton candy hair and emerald eyes.

“Thank you for the opportunity to serve as a member of your harem, Felix. I really am grateful for this chance,” she says in her soft motherly tone, before literally bowing, “My name is Luna Erickson, and I help run multiple social clubs here at the high school. We haven’t met personally, but I was aware of your existence as one of our school’s best and brightest, and so I wasn’t surprised to see you got your own harem class. In regard to your question about what romantic or sexual activity I’m most excited about, I’m afraid to say that it’s a little hard for me to answer that, as I’m actually a lesbian,” a few gasps fill the room, “But please don’t let that deter you from using me! I might not be sexually interested in men, but I am most certainly interested in serving your every sexual need Felix, as you’ve definitely earned it after all the hard work you put in for our school. So… I guess the thing I’m most excited about this year… is just being able to help make sure the class runs smoothly and your needs are always being taken care of by me or someone else.”

After also stating her measurements in detail, Luna returns to her seat, leaving you to consider the ramifications of a literal lesbian now being in your harem class. Is this wrong? No… it’s hot is what it is, you quickly decide. You consider forcing her to get freaky with another one of the girls in the class. Perhaps she can have a nice long loving kiss with someone, while your dick is between their lips, though you aren’t quite sure which girl you’d actually pair her with.

Looking back over at her for inspiration, you see that Luna has actually started dragging someone else on up to the blackboard. Doing a quick recount, you realize this girl must be the last one, and must also not be a big fan of making an introduction, considering that Luna is dragging her up there with what appears to be all of her available strength. Once up at the front, Luna seems to **** the girl’s jeans down her legs, so that you can have a good and proper view of the backside of the girl’s panties and ass.

“Uggh! Fine! Just stop yanking on my jeans sis, they’re expensive! I’ll show the damn loser my panties. You happy?” Luna just huffs annoyedly in response, as the other girl begins her rather **** introduction, “Hey, I’m Lucia Erickson, this bootlicker’s twin sis. And yes, before you ask, I am indeed the cooler sister,” causing Luna to roll her eyes at Lucia’s little cheeky grin, “I do not know, nor care, who you are. I am a lesbian like my sis, so I have zero interest in activities with you, and as such I’d say I’m most excited for you possibly forcing one of the hotties in this room to give me a smooch. My measurements are something like…” before listing them out and hastily pulling her pants back up once finished.

Well, there’s the answer to your prior question. Seems that whoever chose the roster for your harem class, decided to feed your sibling **** kink not simply by giving your own sister to you, but also by providing you with two lesbian sisters to mess around with. You’re almost surprised the two girls haven’t already figured out what you’re inevitably going to make them do.

Once Luna and Lucia have made their way back to their desks, the space in front of the blackboard is quickly filled by Miss Bell, who thanks everyone warmly for their introductions, before asking, “So, with that all done and out of the way, I believe we can now officially begin class. How exciting! Any concerns can be taken up with me after class ends, of course. So, Mr. Huston, unless you are confused or have any questions about what authority you possess here exactly, I do believe it’s time for you to decide on our first educational topic of the week. No rush of course, but do you have any immediate ideas?”

All comments, questions, and suggestions are heard and greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading!

This took awhile, so I hope you like it. Would love to hear which girls you wanna see explored further in the next few chapters.

Also, what would you all like the first educational topic of the school year to be?