Not really

You fall over and land hard on the ground… or at least, that’s what you expect to happen. Instead you feel your fall cushioned by something you’ve grown familiar with after having them pressed into you so much today: a pair of tits. On the smaller end, B’s based on what you’ve learned. Your cock, meanwhile, is pressed up against this persons stocking clad leg.

You get up off of this girl as fast as you can, expecting her to try and wrap her arms around you. Only, when you look down you realize that this wasn’t another student. It’s a teacher!

“Um… welcome to English, Mr. McCoy.” Comes a soft, nervous voice from the ground. A woman, no older than 26, lays on the ground, a blush covering her face. Her hair consists of wavy dirty blonde locks that runs below her neckline, and her eyes are a dark brown. It’s hard to tell with her lying down, but she seems to be just barely shorter than you.

“I-I’m sorry ma’am!” You stutter out, and immediately push yourself off of her.

“That’s quite alright, I’m just glad you aren’t hu-WAH!” She says. You attempt to lift her to her feet, but you pull a little too forcefully and cause her to lose balance again. This time she trips into you, but you are thankfully able to catch her. Less thankfully, your erection is now pressed firmly into her belly, wiping an embarrassing amount of precum on her white shirt. This leaves her slim tummy and belly button partially exposed as the spot becomes transparent.

“Looks like Nudie McCoy is graduating from students to teachers.” You hear one of the girls in the class say.

“And Mindy just went and threw herself into his arms, not that I can blame her.”

“We’ve been over this girls, during class hours you have to refer to me as Ms. Dirk.” The teacher says in a flustered tone, standing up properly now and adjusting her clothes.

“Whatever you say, Mindy.”

You’re very shocked by the way the students are talking to this teacher. Coach Diana and Mrs. McNelly have been a lot more laid back than most teachers, but you still couldn’t imagine anyone talking to them like this.

“S-sorry again Mind- I mean, Ms. Dirk.” You say.

“No no, it’s fine. I shouldn’t have let you fall like that.” She says back. You don’t know what exactly she would have been expected to do. She’s shorter than you and on the skinnier side, so it’s unlikely she could have caught you even if she was ready for you to burst through the door.

“Hey Mindy, since you got a turn with him can we all get a turn with Heath’s dick?!” Comes a shout from the back.

“Now that’s not-”

“Unless you aren’t done with him, cause I’m ok to just watch!” A different girl says.

“Gross! Why would you want to watch Mindy and Heath fuck?!”

“Well I just want to see how good he is before I give him a spin!”

An argument breaks out throughout the class over whether you are expected to have sex with your English teacher or the rest of the students first. Ms. Dirk seems to be trying her best to get their attention, but her quiet voice goes unheard. You can’t help but feel bad for the poor woman, though a small part of you does feel relief that you aren’t the sole center of attention right now.

The shouting only continues to rise, and you finally decide that you may need to try and help somehow. You open your mouth to interject, when you hear the classroom door slam.

“That’s enough!!” Comes a shout from behind you, firm yet still distinctly feminine. Almost instantly, the entire class goes quiet.