He might as well sit.

Pat cleared his throat when he looked at the class, taking his time as he walked down to his seat. God, he couldn't recall how many times he had walked down the halls or sat in class in his old school and had fantasies about fucking and feeling up attractive girls he passed. But now, it was beginning to dawn on him, he wasn't bound by the standards of his old society. He could take any girl he wanted. Fuck, that sounded so fantastic. If only he could shake off these nerves.

Whatever, he thought, it's only the first day of school. There will be more opportunities later. He'd be fine once he got used to everything.

Pat sat in an empty seat and opened his binder, beginning to take notes. Or, at least, he tried to. Just beside him there was a boy sitting in his chair with a cute black girl bouncing on his cock, trying to take notes of her own. And Pat couldn't take his eyes off the Ms. Laney for long enough to begin to read what was on the board. Her breasts swayed gently whenever she turned to face the class, and her ass did the same when she turned back to the board. And her lips... Pat was smitten whenever she opened her mouth to speak.

Pat wondered if students were allowed to have sex with their students in this world, or if that was taboo even for here. He would do just about anything to feel Ms. Laney's breasts in his hands, or take her succulent nipples in his mouth. His mouth began to water at the thought of her sitting on his desk, giving him free rein to take in her scents and engorge his tongue with her tast--

"Mr. Arton!" Ms. Laney exclaimed, suddenly beside him. Pat jumped in his seat and turned to her. She was looking expectantly at him, or at least he would have seen that if his gaze wasn't dominated by her breasts.

"Uhh, yes?" He asked sheepishly.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Ms. Laney asked. Pat finally mt her gaze, and he swallowed heavily. His cock, if it was even possible, began to harden again. Ms. Laney noticed.

"Oh, I see Pat here has been a little distracted. It must be a huge difference compared to where you're from, hmm?" She asked, lowering herself. Pat muffled a gasp, and his heart skipped a beat. Was she... did she mean...? Pat knew what she was doing, but could scarcely believe it. Ms. Laney continued.

"We were discussing hormones and pheromones, and the differences between males and females. Males emit pheromones such as testosterone, and females," Ms. Laney wrapped her fingers around Pat's hard cock. He cooed. Her hands were soft, and delightfully cool.

"Estrogen." She stroked him, and Pat moaned. Ms. Laney looked around. "Does everyone understand?" The students all nodded. Even the girl riding the boy beside Pat, although her answer was more of a moan. "Good." Ms. Laney lowered her head, taking the head of Pat's cock in her mouth. She sucked gently, circling the head with her tongue.

Temptation got the best of Pat and he wrapped his fingers in her red hair. It was soft. When he did, Ms. Laney dropped lower on his cock, taking his shaft into her tight, hot mouth. Pat moaned audibly this time.

"Ah, fuck." he leaned his head back in ecstasy. Her tongue never stopped, and her lips held him tight in her mouth. Ms. Laney's pace increased, with her saliva drooling out and collecting on his cock.

She came up, looking at Pat. "Is your hand just there for decoration or are you going to use it?" Her attitude shocked Pat, but it paled in comparison to his hornyness. A sly smile escaped his lips and he pressed her lips back down to his cock. She complied wordlessly, and Pat increased her pace. Her lips make succulent little sucking sounds, and at once Pat **** her down to the base of his cock. He held her there for a second, relishing in the feeling of her tight throat over his cock.

He released his grip for a moment, and Ms. Laney used the opportunity to come back up for air. Her eyes had watered a bit, making her black makeup look messy. It was unbelievably sexy.

"Would you students like to give me a hand? The sooner we get Pat here focused the sooner we can get back to our lesson. We haven't even talked about sexual arousal yet." She licked her lips and resumed her sucking, taking Pat's cock all the way to the base again and sucking tight. Fuck, he was so hard.

Pat's eyes were focused on Ms. Laney's bobbing head, but he heard several chairs scratch against the floor as students stood, no doubt eager to help. He heard a boy enter a girl, and the subsequent hard fucking that only horny teenagers could manage in their hormone-induced state. He leaned back in his chair, turned and saw...