Suck your cock while continuing her lecture

Feeling the heat rising between your thighs, you adjust your swelling erection as you rise from your seat. Your heart races, a wicked grin on your face, as you realize every eye in the room remains blissfully unaware of the situation. You walk towards the front of the class, each step more exhilarating than the last.

Jake's voice, barely a whisper, reaches your ears. "Dude, what are you doing?" he asks, his eyes darting between you and the other students, who continue with their tasks, indifferent to your ostentatious stroll.

You shoot him a knowing smirk but don't respond. As you approach the front of the classroom, you slowly unzip your pants, freeing your throbbing member from its confines. The thrill of your act sends chills up your spine, a mixture of excitement and disbelief.

A wave of embarrassment washes over Jake as he watches you, wide-eyed, his hand instinctively rising to cover his mouth in shock. "You've got to be kidding, man," he hisses, but he remains planted in his seat, unable to tear his eyes away from you.

Your cock, now fully erect, feels heavy and warm in your hand as you begin to stroke it. The velvety skin glides against your palm, sending jolts of pleasure throughout your body. The air around you feels electric, charged with the danger of being caught and the adrenaline rush that comes with it.

Ms. Jordan unwittingly continues her lecture, her melodic voice describing the subject matter in sultry tones. Her eyes remain fixed on the board, her fingertips gently caressing its surface, leaving delicate chalk traces in their wake. You can't help but imagine those fingers wrapped around your shaft, their skilled precision driving you wild with desire.

As you pump yourself slowly, the scent of Ms. Jordan's perfume reaches your senses, the fragrant blend of jasmine and rose mingling with your own musky aroma. The combination brings forth a tidal wave of unbridled lust, drowning any remaining semblance of rational thought.

Jake struggles to find his voice, asking you cautiously, "Dude, aren't you worried about getting caught?"

Your eyes lock onto Jake's as you continue stroking your cock, a wicked grin dancing on your lips. You simply shake your head, the confidence in your newfound power radiating from you like a beacon.

The sound of Ms. Jordan's voice lingers in the air like a tempting melody, punctuated by the steady rhythm of your hand moving up and down, lost in the thrill of the forbidden.

Taking in the scene before you, your heart racing and every nerve on edge, you notice a flicker of confusion cross Ms. Jordan's face. With your newfound power, you decide to give her the gentle nudge she needs to kneel down before you.

As you watch Ms. Jordan kneel down before you, her confusion doesn't stop her from following your silent instructions. She glances up at you before her eyes focus back to the class, her delicate voice continuing the lesson. "Now, as I was saying, the primary function of mitochondria within the cell is..."

You inch closer to her, and the scent of her perfume mixes with the smell of your arousal. Her face is just inches from your throbbing erection, and the heat of her breath on your skin makes you shiver with anticipation.

In a daring move, you align yourself with Ms. Jordan's face just as she opens her mouth to emphasize a point in her lecture. "It's important to remember that..." she starts, stuttering slightly as you push the tip of your cock past her plump lips.

She hesitates briefly, still disoriented but jumbles over her words to continue addressing the class. "Now, onto the...to the Krebs cycle...mmph." The combination of her soft tongue and velvety lips sends waves of pleasure through your body.

Jake, your friend, watches wide-eyed, unable to process the scene before him. He gathers himself enough to whisper, "How the hell are you doing this?"

With a smirk, you reply, "Do you want to have some fun too?"

A mixture of desire and shock plays on Jake's face before he nods nervously.

Between the sound of your heavy breathing and Ms. Jordan's muffled voice, the atmosphere in the classroom is charged with wild, explosive energy.

Ms. Jordan, with your cock still in her mouth, attempts to go over an example in her lesson plan. "If you'll turn your attention to figure...mmph...four on page sixty...mmn...three...mmm...you'll see a diagram of...mhmm...the process."

The mix of her academic speech and sexual acts is absurd, yet unbelievably erotic – and you can feel yourself getting closer to the edge.