English

The bell signaling the end of the hour sounds, dismissing the class. You quickly turn to Beth, wanting to apologize for masturbating to her, but she’s already rushing out of the room as you turn to speak to her. You sigh in frustration to yourself, feeling rather foolish with how little you’ve been able to control yourself.

As you lean back against your desk in exhaustion from the day, you take a deep breath. Two more classes. Just two more and you can make a break for the dorms. You don’t know what Taylor has planned exactly, but you’re hoping that even if things don’t go very far you can at least hide out there until most girls are inside their own rooms.

You seem to have forgotten that you sit right next to the exit, however, and as you take a moment to collect yourself you feel a warm, smooth hand pass over your cock.

“Bye Heath.” Comes a lustful voice as a girl passes by you to the exit, letting her hand run down the length of your cock as she goes. You don’t get the chance to respond before another girl does the same thing. And another, and another. You stand there in a paralysis as almost every girl in class takes the opportunity to give you a good stroke or two as a way of saying goodbye.

Finally, the one last girl, who seems to have been struggling to pack her things and is now in a rush, runs by you.

“Thanks for the show Heath!” She shouts as she blasts by you, but not before slapping your cock surprisingly hard. It whips back and forth in the air, and you let out a loud groan, annoyed that you seem to have found that just as arousing as it is painful. Looking back at your history teacher, she gives you a shrug.

“I suppose girls will be girls too.” She says in a defeated tone.

You take one last moment to let your dick recover, before grabbing your small supply of items and heading into the hall on your way to your next class.

Thankfully your english class is in the same building as your history class, so another walk outside can be avoided for now. Yet as you push through the remainder of the hallway, the constant fondling of your body keeps your erection solid as stone. You would think that eventually these girls would get less touchy as they became desensitized to your nudity, but the opposite seems to be true. It’s like the more they think you’re loving this the more they want to touch you.

The girls no longer just pet or stroke you once or twice. These girls are grabbing your cock and giving you handjobs, following you along for several steps before finally letting go. They’re purposely trying to get you to put your cock in places you would usually be called a pervert for going.

One girl very obviously bumps into you on purpose, standing on her tip toes so that your cock slides between her legs. She is very clearly not wearing any panties as you feel the shaft of your cock rest against the outside of her soaking wet pussy. She tries to squeeze her thighs together and hold your cock between her legs, pushing her face into your chest and moaning loudly, but you’re just barely able to slip out and move away from her, though now your dick is much, much closer to cumming.

You see the closed door to your English class up ahead, the light at the end of the tunnel, and push through as carefully as you can. You’re determined not to cum until you’ve made it through all your classes today, and this school of nymphomaniacs is making that as hard as possible. Some of them are even grabbing onto you and trying to prevent you from going, slowing your progress tremendously.

Eventually you do manage to make it to the door, several hands grabbing your arms, legs, and obviously your cock. They’re actually begging you to stay.

“Come on Heath, we can sneak off to my dorm and do whatever you want right now!”

“As if he would pick you, flat chest! Come to my dorm, I just have to taste that cock!”

“We don’t even have to go to the dorms Heath! I’ll let you take me right here!”

Your body resists their hands and your mind barely manages to resist their offers, your hand grabbing the door handle as you push forward. All at once you break free of their grip, tumbling into class.