First Class

First period of the day. Well… it’s actually the last period of the day but it’s my first since I just got here.

I stand outside the classroom door, very obviously out of place, in a crowd of uniformed senior girls. Despite all dressing the same, they each look different. Different face, different hair, different height--all these things gave each girl a different feel to them that I couldn’t wait to try out. And none of them thought much of the random dude in grey sweats and a white t-shirt standing among them.

Within a few minutes, a mid-thirty-year-old woman walks down the hall and lets the class inside. As the students flood through the door, everyone seems to walk to anassigned seat, leaving me standing there at the front of the classroom.

“Oh hello,” the teacher says. “Who might you be? New student? Kinda late into the year!”

She says that last part with a light chuckle.

“Oh yeah, just moved into town,” I say.

“Do you mind introducing yourself to the class?” she says.

“Sure,” I say. I might as well get into the role. “Hello class! My name is Eric Dextler and I am a transfer student from I.C. Weiner High.”

“Oh, I think I heard of that school. I think my niece is going there!” the teacher says. Of course, that is not the name of a real school. I just thought it was funny to make the woman think that.

“Sorry teacher, I didn’t catch your name,” I say.

“No worries!” she says with a genuine smile that almost makes me feel bad. “My name is Hella but of course please refer to me as Ms. James. I have been teaching art here at the school for the last nine years.”

“Nice to meet you Ms. James,” I say.

“You as well Eric! Now if you could take a seat, just find an empty chair somewhere in the room. I think that there’s one next to Andrea in the back” she says.

I do as she says and find the empty seat in the back of the class. The seats are laid out in rows facing the front of the class so each person has exactly one elbow partner. Andrea, the girl who has the pleasure of sitting next to me, is a brown-haired Latina. She looks smart but isn’t currently paying attention (it is just an art class after all).

Her hair is held back in a ponytail with a single blue scrunchie and her face is covered in a pair of glasses. It’s hard to gauge her body from a seated position but I’ll probably get a first hand feel soon enough.

Just out of curiosity, I sit in class like a normal student for a good twenty minutes watching the teacher do her job. It’s actually rather interesting, but it could be more entertaining.

Pull down your skirt and start masturbating, I think.

“So as you can see, it’s all about the-” her mouth stops dead in her tracks as she pulls down her skirt, brings aside her pink underwear, and starts rubbing her exposed pussy in front of the class.

The other students seem to be in shock at first. I see one or two begin to speak up, but I make sure that the only thing they can do is watch. The show must go one!

“UhHh… what was I getting to?” Ms. James says as she continues to finger herself. “OoOOHHh! Right! When mixing colors, make sure to keep your brush clean to avoid runoff.”

The girl next to me nudges my shoulder.

“Are you seeing this?” Andrea says as she begins to laugh at the sight (not exactly a normal reaction, but hey, what else can she do?).

“Start touching yourself too,” I say to her.

Her hand quickly shoots beneath her skirt flap as I begin to hear sloshing sounds from her crotch region.

I shoot my hand to her tits to finally appease my sense of curiosity. Her tits are definitely much larger and softer than I expected. It also seems that she didn’t bother to put on a bra this morning as I am able to feel her flesh for all of its glory. As I said before, girls dress a lot more comfortably at a school with no guys.

“Hey! Stop that!” she says unable to push me off with just one hand. I quickly make her quiet and unable to physically stop me. I also make her view me groping her as a mild annoyance rather than a felony.

“Stop what?” I say as I knead her soft titties through the fabric of her top.

“Touching meEE!” she says with minor discomfort. Her voice sharply shoots up as she continues masturbating in her own school chair.

“Why should I?” I ask. I am legitimately curious on what excuse her mind comes up with to hide from the fact that she is letting me grope her with minimal resistance. She can’t even come up with an answer to my question. Instead, she sits quietly rubbing herself off as I continue to feel her fat tits.

Ms. James continues to put on a show in the front of the class as she does her best to continue her duty to provide an education to all of these promising young students (promising young students who are holding back laughter as they watch their teacher make a fool of herself).

“Hey Andrea,” I whisper. She looks up at me from her pleasure fantasy with a scrunched forehead and gives me a mumble of acknowledgment. “Follow me to the front of the class.”

I get up and walk down the room towards the woman finger fucking herself in front of the class of 18 year old girls. Andrea walks a short distance behind me.

The women of the room seem to be confused by my actions, but that’s okay.

“Andrea, Ms. James! Congratulations, you are today’s lucky winners!” I say with an enthusiastic voice. The rest of the class seems more confused than ever.

“Um… what did we win exactly?” Andrea asks as she stands awkwardly in front of the class with me.

“Wait! Excuse me young man! We raise our hand and wait for our turn when speakING iN THIS CLaAAHhhs mmm,”Ms. James asks with her fingers still an inch deep in her cunt.

I choose to ignore the teacher--it’s not her fault that she is acting like a bitch.

“Well, the reward of a good spanking,” I say. It doesn’t take long for the class to erupt in chaos as people wonder what the hell is going on.

“YOUNG MAN!” Ms. James screams at me. “PLEASE TREAT THE REST OF YOUR PEERS WITH SOME RESPECT!”

“ERIC!” Andrea yells out.

“Class, class! Settle down!” I command. Instantly, the room quiets to a hush. The only audible noise is the sound of Ms. James pussy fluids gurgling around as she continues to masturbate. “Now, Ms. James and Andrea, lean over on the table and show the class some ass!”

The two girls obey almost simultaneously. They both turn around and lean one of their elbows on the teacher’s desk to support their weight. They then use their other hand to lift up the flap of their skirts to reveal their panties.

They are both wearing what look to be the same pair of white underwear. Maybe it is a part of the uniform that everyone else ignores?

I lean over Andrea and grab a meter stick resting on the table.

“This should do,” I mutter to myself.

“Okay class,” I say with my back turned to the 30 or so students sitting behind me. “Today we will be learning about corporal punishment. Today’s lesson will be hands on-”

I am cut off by a student behind me.

“Mr. Eric!” the feminine voice says. They seem to be accepting my role as acting-teacher pretty well. I didn’t even mean to do that!

“Yes?” I say as I turn around to face her. It’s Cathy--the petite Asian that was getting eaten out in her dorm room by that other bitch.

“We are learning about corporal punishment… but what did these two girls do wrong?” she says. I can tell that she didn’t mean wrong by the question--more curiosity if anything.

“That’s right Cathy,” I say. “But what you have to understand is that when I say something, you do not question it.”

“Oh… alright sir,” she says, having been given an adequate answer. She quickly begins to write in her notebook as if she is taking notes on what I have said.

“Back on topic… today’s lesson will be more of a demonstration per say. The biggest takeaway I want you all to take with you is that… if you are a bad girl, you will get punished,” I say. “And what defines a bad girl?--whatever I say. You may not think that Ms. James or Andrea did anything bad, but I said they are bad so they get punished.”

I begin the demonstration as I turn to the two asses presented to me and the rest of the class.

Andrea’s youth is apparent through the perikiness of her flesh. Her underwear looks a little big on her as there are wrinkles in the fabric that make it seem like I can easily reach under and feel her womanhood. Her flesh is of a light, untouched tone as if she has rarely gotten the opportunity to get a good tan in.

Ms. James’ ass, on the other hand, is much more mature, like a fine wine. It sags a little bit, but that is only expected from such a large rump. If anything, her butt is surprisingly plump for her age. Her underwear even looks a size too small as it hugs closely to her flesh. I can see the shape of her cunt through the skin-tight fabric.

Both fine specimen for my next actions:

THWAP!

The sound of the meter stick slapping Andrea’s ass echoes throughout the room as she lets out a small yelp.

“You two will enjoy this more than anything you've ever experienced,” I whisper to them.

THWAP!

I spank Ms. James in a similar manner, however her moan is one of pleasure and not pain.

THWAP!

THWAP!

I spank Andrea’s ass twice in quick succession and she lets out a cry she scrunches her face. At first I think that she isn’t taking the pain well. I feel guilty looking at the red lines start to form on the flesh of her ass until I realize that her cunt is starting to soak through her panties--she is enjoying it.

She turns to look back at me with a glimmer in her eye as she is asking why I stopped.

THWAP!

I return my attention back to Ms. James’ ass. Her cheeks jiggle much more vigorously with the strike of the meter stick. She clenches onto the table tightly as she takes in this strange sensation of pain leading to pleasure.

TWHAP!!

I spank Ms. James once more to even the count out.

I notice Andrea patiently waiting for it. Just moments ago, she was laughing at the teacher for masturbating in front of the class and now she is in a similar situation--presenting her ass to all of her peers as she silently begs me to spank her.

THWAP!

She lets out a final cry as her pussy begins to drip onto the floor. I quickly reach out and rub her pussy through her soaked panties as I feel her folds twitch around in pleasure.

TWHAP!

I let the meter stick meet Ms. James ass once more as her pussy begins to drip. She seems to be able to hold her pleasure in much more than Andrea as she winces her eyes and suppresses her moans.

I take in the scene before me: two obedient sluts having knee shaking orgasms just because I told them they enjoy being spanked.

My tunnel vision recedes as I turn back and see what the class is doing. They have been watching with mixed reactions ranging from surprised to giggling in their chairs.

A few expressions in the room even look… jealous?

Suddenly the bell rings and the students begin to instinctively shuffle around as they pack their belongings. Andrea pulls up her panties and quickly returns to her seat to grab her bag while Ms. James tries to regain her bearings.

“Ahem… well that looks like all the class time that we have for today today. I’ll see you all next Monday, have a great weekend everyone,” she says as if she didn’t just get her ass spanked like a little girl in front of the whole room.

“Wait before you all go, you have to complete the exit ticket,” I say to everyone.

“The exit ticket?” a girl asks.

“Yes, before you leave the class, you will all suck my dick for a reasonable amount of time,” I say.

The class looks sort of annoyed but not disgusted--as if this was more of an inconvenience than anything.

I walk over to the door and drop my pants, exposing my erect cock. Some girls stare at my shaft--they probably don’t get to see many of these at an all girls private school.

The first girl, probably wanting to leave class as soon as possible, drops to her knees in front of me and grabs my dick.

“Sir, do we really have to do this?” she says as she eyes my pole while her warm fingers begin to wrap around it.

“Of course, did you not hear me?” I say.

“For how long?” she asks.

“I don’t know; a reasonable amount of time,” I say.

She seems to finally swallow the pill (and something else ba dum tsss) as she inches her face towards my cock. My dick enters the moist warmth of her mouth as she gives me a good two pumps before quickly expelling me from her hole.

She begins to get up before I reach to her shoulder and push her back down.

“Nope! Not long enough, try again,” I say. The rest of the class seems annoyed as they have to wait longer for their turn to leave.

“Hurry up! I need to get to the showers until all of the hot water is out!” a voice says from the crowd.

Not wanting to hold up the line any longer, she quickly sticks my dick back into her mouth as she begins to give me a decently lengthened blowjob. She even shows some enthusiasm as her tongue parades around the cylindrical area of my dick.

She then lets my dick flop out of her mouth and begins to gasp for air--my cock wobbles back and forth for a second as it slaps upon her soft cheek.

“Wow… okay that was good, you are dismissed,” I say.

She quickly gets up from her knees and picks up her things before she quickly hurries out of the class.

The two closest students quickly step over trying to get the next spot, but one is faster as she gets onto her knees and begins to suck me off with the spit of the previous girl still warm on my cock.

She gets it first try and I let her leave.

The next girl doesn’t seem as skilled. The class waits behind her with impatience as she attempts to suck my cock in a satisfactory manner 4 whole times. I honestly would’ve let her go on number 3, but something about her innocence and amateur-ness while blowing me was something that I wanted to savor. This girl might have never seen a dick in her life; she must be sheltered pretty heavily being sent to a boarding school. However, her mind is so easily corruptible by me that this behavior doesn't even warrant a second thought.

This continues on and on with all 30 girls. It takes a good 15 minutes until everyone is finally able to be dismissed leaving just me and Ms. James.

I would have her suck me off but I am just about ready to burst and I have so much more I want to try out before bed.

I wave her goodbye and head out the door.

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