AP Calculus BC

Inwardly, Warren was trying to not stare at the athletic beauty with her toned muscles and dripping pussy, which smelled li—. No! Not right now! Stop it you idiot, you know if you smell her pussy scent then you will get unimaginably horny. One special thing about Warren was that smell was incredibly important to him, in fact it was probably one of the most important traits for him. Outwardly he said, “Yes please, I’m looking for AP Calculus BC?”

For some reason the girl perked up at that, “Oh, what teacher?”

“Uhh,” he checked his schedule, “Mrs. Flourest.”

Her smile turned happy yet lusty, “Hey! That’s my first class too! I’ll take you there!”

Warren gratefully accepted. They walked past multiple hallways, all full of people getting a quick fuck in. The bathroom also appeared to be incredibly loud, much louder than how old school in the prude world, wonder why? The three minute bell rang and most of the students reluctantly started moving towards their class, all while groping and fucking of course.

They talked while they walked, “So are you from the prude world?” The athletic girl asked, her name was Lynsey.

“Yeah,” Warren sighed and looked down at his fully clothed body, “I guess it’s pretty obvious.”

She laughed, “Yeah, it certainly is. Plus, you haven’t fucked a single person yet,” she pointed out.

Another sigh, “That’s fair. Truthfully I’m still a virgin so I’m not quite sure what to do,” he shrugged helplessly and flicked his brown hair from his adorable, yet somehow regal, face.

Lynsey’s pussy flooded at his words. “Well, I’m almost certain that you’ll lose it by the end of first period, if not to another student or the teacher then definitely to me,” she finished with a seductive smirk before it faded and she quickly continued at his obviously shocked face, “Obviously only if you want to of course.”

Warren thought for a moment before answering, “Honestly, I’m something of a nymphomaniac so I actually wouldn’t mind. And quick question, is it okay for teachers to have sex with students?”

Her sexy smirk came back, “Absolutely, it happens all the time. And if you’re a nympho then you’ll fit in just fine. Ah, here we are.”

The classroom had sets of desks with each desk having two chairs. The desks were longer than average and the two chairs made it pretty obvious they were meant to be shared. Before Warren could sit down, Lynsey grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit with her at a front row desk. And he certainly wouldn’t pull away; first off, her touch was sending erotic electricity through his body and, second off, she was basically his fantasy.

They sat down and Lynsey looked at him, opened her mouth, before thinking and closing it again. She turned back to her bag and pulled out her notebook and writing utensils before spreading her legs and masturbated herself right in front of Warren. Warren didn’t notice Lynsey’s obvious hesitation at asking something because he too was getting his stuff ready for class. He felt her smooth, hairless leg hit his own clothed one and he looked over curiously to see why.

His mouth momentarily hung open from shock at his fantasy plunging her fingers in and out of her sopping wet pussy. Her eyes were half closed like a cat in pleasure. There was one effect, besides the obvious arousal from his fantasy masturbating right next to him, that made his arousal spike. And that was her probing fingers caused her sexy scent to spread to his nose. He half closed his eyes in pleasure as Lynsey’s scent overwhelmed him; something that didn’t go unnoticed by her and she stored that information away for later use.

Other students filed into the class and settled into their seats. Every single desk started to either fuck or masturbate. The sounds of moans and the slapping of skin on skin spread throughout the room except from one desk. However, none of these students were stupid so they easily identified why and don’t mention anything to avoid embarrassing Warren.

It was pretty obvious though he was the outsider, which was noted immediately by Mrs. Flourest. She wouldn’t mention anything to avoid embarrassing Warren, who was currently reading on his phone and trying to avoid eye contact, and making him feel excluded but she would try her absolute hardest to make him adapt to their ways. She looked at the predator next to him and raised an eyebrow inquisitively. Lynsey merely nodded and made an over dramatic cumming face to show that they could probably convert Warren this class. Mrs. Flourest nodded and moved on.

She called attendance and then proceeded to start class in the normal manner, except for the fact that students were in various stages of fucking and taking notes. Two girls in the back were somehow 69ing while taking notes. A busty girl rode a femboy while taking notes. A boy was fucking another boy in the ass as they took notes. Overall everyone was fucking and ready to take notes over calculus.

When Mrs. Flourest started talking about the lesson, Warren was unable to keep looking at his lap and reading. The first thing he noticed when he looked up was Mrs. Flourest’s phenomenal ass. They were two athletic, firm globes that rested on hips that were wide with muscle. Every slight movement caused the perfect globes to flex and jiggle just a little bit. Warren simply couldn’t stop staring at Mrs. Flourest’s ass. He wasn’t alone in staring but he was obviously the one most surprised/shocked.

He shakily tried to take notes but his nymphomania and the wide range of stimulation was starting to become too much. Lynsey, hyper intelligent and intently focusing on Warren, noticed his flushed cheeks and heavy breathing. She also noticed how he started staring more and more at Mrs. Flourest’s perfect ass. She couldn’t help but smirk as she smelled an opportunity. Taking the hand that wasn’t in her aching pussy, she hugged the surprised and unresisting Warren to her firm shoulder. A small lick on his sensitive ear had Warren shivering in bliss.

“I know how much you’re liking looking at Mrs. Flourest’s perfect ass,” she bit his ear, “You naughty boy.”

His instinct to defend himself took over, “No! I woul—”

Warren’s protest was cut off as Lynsey slipped a long finger into his mouth. He instinctively sucked on the intruding digit and felt a potent flavor, obviously from Lynsey’s pussy, dominant his mouth. His shocked look made Lynsey laugh, “Shh, it’s alright. Just enjoy it.” Mrs. Flourest sensed an opportunity. She began to approach the cute prude worlder’s desk on the pretense of the cute boy not paying attention.

Lynsey removed her finger as a shadow covered Warren. He looked up, scared and confused. His expression melted her heart and she put on her gentlest smile.

Warren couldn’t help but glance at the boobs bouncing in front of his face before quickly looking back up to Mrs. Flourest’s gentle expression. “I’m sorry—,” he began to say only to be cut off by Mrs. Flourest’s finger on his soft lips.

“It’s alright, you’re just over stimulated is all. Let’s help you solve this problem you have,” the opportunistic teacher implied with a gentle glance down at the sexy imprint left behind by his engorged arousal.