Skip to 3rd period (Sex Ed +)

This was one of the most controversial courses in the curriculum. While their is definitely a need to teach us how to start and stop a baby from forming, having to watch and here about sex without some gratification would render us almost completely useless for the rest of the day. While our school’s Futa Gears were purchased with the ability to stimulate us with that in mind, it’s fairly rare for a student to cum from it because they aren’t great at there job.

To top all of that edging off, this class was taught by none other than Ms. Chay, a women whose voice professionally made people cum during her youth. She still dressed pretty provocatively, with her lace bra being visible from the top of her unbuttoned tight white shirt. She didn’t bother hiding her curvaceous figure in baggy clothes, always opting for tight suit pants and no suit jacket, atleast during class, as if to taunt us with her feminine form. Her straight brown hair went down to the clashing globes that we call her ass.

Her heels clicked as she walked into room holding her laptop and a basket filled with dildos. “Today’s topic is felatio!” Her voice sang. “I know that isn’t exactly new to any of you, but their are a few more advanced techniques that you’ll have the opportunity of perfecting here, so everyone grab a dildo!”

The hole classroom practically ran to the front of the room, all looking for their chance to impress Ms. Chay and maybe get held after school for one of her mythical ‘talks.’ By the time I had reached the basket, it was empty, forcing me to sit back down empty handed. During that chaos, Ms. Chay had setup her laptop to the projector. For the next 20, or so, minutes, we all watched in horny anguish as they explained steps in identifying your parnters pleasure centers and then giving those spots the correct treatment. Even Ms. Chay’s Face was looking red by the end of the video. Her hands moved from under the table as she coughed, clearing her throat, before telling the glass to begin practicing.

The moist sound of my classmates lips filled the room as their heads went into a flurry. “Melissa, were is your dildo?” Ms. Chay asked.

“We ran out before I got there.” I replied disgeartedly.

“Oh that’s fine, come behind my desk for a moment.” She spoke in an almost harmonious voice. I could feel my classmate’s glares shoot out at me as I went behind her desk and gazed at her throbbing revealed cock. Her gentle hands led me down as I disappeared under her desk, and put my lips to her cock. My tongue lapped around her head slowly, making sure cover all of it as my hand stroked her shaft. Then My tongue moved to her shaft, until I could hear a light groan as I licked the bottom of it. My hands fondled her testicles as I put her cock inside my mouth and began to bob, making sure lick under her shaft as I did so. I pulled away for a moment, staring at her eager eyes and biting lips. My hand playfully moved onto her cock as my lips moved to her balls. My hand sped up as I sucked on the bottom of her juicy pair, finally letting go to make a pop that was loud enough for the entire class to hear. A moan escaped Ms. Chay’s lips, as I noticed that there was a didlo sitting in her vagina. I smirked at her as my right hand moved to the dildo’s base, forcing it in and out of her.

I could feel her body jitter as she moaned “wait, don’t do that!” My tongued lathered the bottom of her cock in spit, as both of my hand stroking sped up. She quickly and loudly orgasm, send a fountain jizz into the air, letting herself fall over in her desk chair, hiding everything but the stream of cum and her sound from the class. She was still breathing heavily when I pulled the dildo out of her vagina and affixed it to the front of the Futa Gear. I pulled her body off of the chair, and stuck my make shift cock into her.

“Wait, I just came!” She yelped as I filled the room with the sound of her moans and her pussy’s sloshing. I moved my hand onto soft rod, gently tugging it as slammed the dildo into her. I leaned closer to her, leaving our faces mere inches away before kissing her. Her cock hardened in my hand as ours tongues swapped fluids. I released her beast, gliding my hand up her shirt and began unbuttoning it, revealing her her transparent lace bra and curved hips. My hands moved to the back of Ms. Chay’s bra, setting her breast free so that my lips could caress them.

“Melissa, please!” She moaned as her hands caressed my head. My hand moved back to her cock, as I continued to pummel her walls. My face had reddened through my darkly tanned skin, and seeing as I couldn’t manage to jerk myself off, I was only getting more and more impatient and wild. Ms. Chay’s second orgasm was still pouring out of massive rod when the Principal, Mrs. Stone, tapped on my shoulder.

“Melissa, come with me, your disturbing the whole school with the sound of your vulgar display.” My hips still eagerly pumped in and out of Ms. Chay as I confusedly turned around, face splattered in cum. With a sigh, she forcully pulled me away from Ms. Chay, practically dragging me into her office. As I left the classroom, I could see the heated faces of my class mates, all eager but unable to cum.