sex-ed

On your way out of the assembly hall, you remember that you have a meeting with one of the teachers for a private lesson. Reason being that you have a strange class called Sex-ed. You asked your parents about it once before but they both got all red in the face and told you not to worry too much about it. It's funny, you have always been called a genius in all of your schools but anytime you try asking someone about sex, they'd get flustered and say someone else would teach you once you were older. At this point, you were xx years old and you still had no clue what sex is! You make your way to the classroom only to find someone you have always dreaded seeing in the halls - Ms. Eltine (pronounced eL-teen), an older teacher that had taken to "ignoring" you whenever someone would bully you during freshman year. Once, one of the other few boys told you they had seen her touching herself while she watched a girl pin you against the wall and trying to strip you naked before your older sister stepped in and rescued you.

She was well into her 40s but you would think she was way younger. She liked to tan her skin and wore fairly revealing clothing, especially for a teacher. A skirt that barely covers her black thong and a blouse with the top buttons undone. Her long blonde hair was let down today and she wore mostly dark red make-up on her lips.

"H-hi Ms.Eltine, I thought only male teachers could teach-" you started saying but she shut you up with a clap of her hands and a smile. You jump when she then shuts the door closed and locks it before she turns towards you.

"Aww, you look cute when you're nervous Sam." She bends over so that she is at eye level with you and you could swear she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her top today. She pointed towards a seat before forcing you to sit down and sighing, "Now to answer your question. No, I volunteered because they couldn't find one in time. Now, to start off, this will be a mandatory class you'll have to partake in and pass. So, I want to know... do you anything you know about sex?"

"W...well it's what people do when they want to have a baby, right? It uh... involves a penis, I think and... that's it. T-that's all I know." You said, counting off the things you think you know about the subject.

"You're partially right about that, Sam. But only a woman and a futa are necessary for making children. Otherwise, sex is just something people do for fun but it has to be done the right way or you can get very sick." She walks around the desk with slow deliberate steps and stands behind you and places her hands on your shoulders, "Now Sam, there are things you wont really understand the longer this class will go on.".

You nod, a little nervous, but unable to do anything as she was the authority figure. You stiffen in your seat as she gives you a gentle squeeze before she lets go and walks to the front of the classroom before she gives you a serious expression, "Sam, you're going to have to promise me one thing: you will never tell anyone about what happens in this classroom. Promise me this and I will promise you this in return: you'll pass this class with flying colors... and you'll even enjoy it."

You give a small nod and she smiles happily and claps her hands together before she reaches down and lifts up her skirt slowly, "Now Sam, for your first lesson... I want you to work on getting used to my penis." She is completely hard and as you sit there, you are at a loss for word thinking about what you should do next.

Do you voice your complaints, walk up to her or do something else?