Keep a cool tool

You take a deep breath and try to relax yourself. You need to stay focused on the task at hand, or you may end up making a mistake you can't afford to make. You still happily watch as the voluptuous woman reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra, freeing her breasts, and exposing her rock hard nipples to the camera. After a quick shimmy, she turns around and bends over, shaking her ample backside. She then reaches down between her legs and starts rubbing the fabric that covers her pussy.

"Is that what you want, Paul?" she says to the man she mistakenly thinks will be her only viewer. "You want to take me from behind. You want to spank my big, juicy ass while you fill me up?" She moans loudly as she continues to rub herself. After a few minutes she spins around and takes a seat on the bed, her beautiful tits bouncing with her movements. "I named a toy after you... wanna see it?" With a sexy smile she reaches under the bed and pulls out long black carrying case and pops it open. She then removes the vibrator and shows it off for the camera. You estimate that it's at least nine inches long, but whatever the number it dwarfs yours.

"Now it's not quite as big as big Paul, but it'll have to do until you get here." she slides her panties and stocking down her legs, giving the camera a good look at her patch of ginger pubic hair. She then hops onto the bed, turns around, and bends over. The large vibrator snakes its way beneath her, before slowly sliding into her glistening pussy. She lets out a much louder moan as she turns on the vibration. There for You and the camera to see, she slides it in and out of her body, slowly bringing herself to climax several times.

When she finishes, she walks her naked, satisfied body over to the camera and stops the recording. She flops down on her bed as you stop your own recording and head off to handle your arousal.

The next day comes slowly, and biology class even slower. The wait is agonizing, but eventually you find yourself sitting in Ms. Adams' class waiting for her to begin. Before she can say much, you throw your hand in the air.

"Yes, Ned? Did you want to display your shortcomings for us again?" Her quip draws a laugh from the room.

"No, I actually was hoping you would give me another chance to give my presentation. I didn't really get to give it yesterday."

She gives him an impressed look. "Okay. Good on you for taking it in stride. Students, quiet down and pay attention to this presentation."

You get up and walk to the front of the room, several of your classmates whispering and laughing about you. You pay them no mind. Soon they won't even remember the events that transpired yesterday. You open your phone and use an app to connect to the projector hanging from the ceiling. "Friends, I present to you... human reproduction."

The screen flickers to life as the image of Ms. Adams standing in the middle of her bedroom comes into view. Her eyes immediately go wide, and she reaches frantically for your phone. You quickly lock it so she can't get into it, allowing the video to play unabated. The class grows raucous watching their teacher strip off her clothing, but your eyes are locked on Ms. Adams, trying in a panic to crack the code into your phone.

"Stop this immediately!" she shouts, causing you to laugh.

"I can't. It's just going to play. Think about this next time you humiliate an innocent student." You give her a satisfied grin as the video version of her bends over for the camera and begins fondling herself, much to the glee of the onlooking students. All she can do is watch as her reputation and pride are ripped to shreds in front of her. At one point the students all begin chanting "Big Paul! Big Paul!" as loud as they can.

The video version of her eventually finishes, bringing a round of applause from the spectators. All Ms. Adams can do is glare at you, her face glowing a bright red. After being thoroughly humiliated, she could only manage to slump down in her chair and say two words.

"Class dismissed."

A number of your classmates high five you and thank you on your way out of the room. They seem to have forgotten yesterdays events entirely. The rush of victory immediately goes to your head and gets you thinking about the people who embarrassed you before Ms. Adams...