Day 6.3 – Sex-Ed: Night School Missionary with Mya

After lunch, I told the girls to buzz off while I did my chores and tried to recharge my balls. They kept pestering me and going back to their rooms to study with their wands. At dinner the same thing. Mya, Nora, and Mary all always complaining while I ate my meal. Maybe I ought to lower the dosage on the arousal thing. Two women were fine, maybe three, or at most four. But six women? I’m going to die. I’m going to be a shell of myself soon, drained of every fluid out of my body.

I relented and compromised and told them we could do a night course. We would do it in my bedroom. Mrs. Kelly, Natalie, and Charlotte of course joined and brought in chairs to watch. Charlotte had brought her wand with her and attached it to the wall.

“Charlotte do I have to confiscate that? You’re here to learn,” I said.

Charlotte pouted and put it away. I would have to keep an eye on her.

“Well as you know sex should only be for the purpose of procreation and when you are married and in a loving relationship.”

Mya had won the toss and was up. I positioned Mya down on the bed lying with her back. I came towards Mya on the bed and positioned myself above her. I had already taken my pants already and was rock hard, the girls staring at it wantingly. Mya had taken off her clothes while she lay there only in panties. I took them off as I positioned myself between her legs in the missionary position.

“This is the missionary position,” I said. I gentled prodded myself inside of Mya and rocked in her gently at first, she bent her head up and closed her eyes.

“It feels so good Mr. Smith,” Mya moaned.

“Please Mya, don’t interrupt the lesson,” I said. Mya placed her hands on my shoulders. “As you know this is really the only church approved position.”

I grunted and moved my hips into her, Mya kept melting as my dick thrusting into her, her toes curling. She was trying to get out moans but kept herself from screaming.

“When Mya here has a man she finds and loves and is married to her, this is the position she should be in with her husband,” I said.

“We can look into each other’s eyes for this position, and we aren’t bent over like animals. This is a holy position,” I said. More pounds, more grunts, Mya’s claws sank into me, and her legs started pulling me in and squeezing me.

“Mya you’re getting a bit out of control, please. This is for procreation with your husband. Something divine,” I said.

Mya reached up to my face and kissed me. Her tongue dancing with mines, we exchanged saliva. She let go, and her tongue stuck out, a long string of our combined spit connected us and fell on her breasts.

“That’s good. It’s all about love and procreation and URGGH-“ I grunted and felt it coming and shook violently into her letting an animalistic sound out as I pounded her hard and her “FUCK” and “OH GODS” filled the room alongside the drumming of her body with my body slaps.

I finally trembled and felt the last of it being poured deep inside Mya.

I withdrew. “See as you can see class, my seed is deep within Mya. This is a great position for lovemaking but of course only when you are married and in a loving relationship.”

I wiped the sweat off my brow.

Mya got up and took a few fingers into her cunt and tasted herself and walked to an empty chair. Mary got up next and smiled and bent over on the bed next to me.

I’m going to die I think. I’m in heaven and hell.