Lesson in Lust 18/21
"Fuck it," the teacher whispered. Still hiding behind Jurgen, she gripped her panties and pulled them down past her knees. She kicked them off the rest of the way. Ms. Vogel began to gently kiss up his spine, waiting for him to make a claim to Inga’s wet pussy. But he hesitated.
"What?!…what’s the problem?" chirped Ms. Vogel exasperatedly.
"You were just talking about condoms fifteen minutes ago…I wasn’t sure if…"
"No. Now! Go!" pleaded his teacher. "Inga can’t wait for you to find and figure out a condom. She’s in the mood now!" She leaned up against him, tickling his ass with the tangled hairs of her bush. Pushing jointly, they slowly filled Inga’s cunt with Jurgen’s manhood, an act that left Inga all smiles.
Lesson in Lust 17/21
Though she started it all, Ms. Vogel remained the only half-dressed person there. She told herself it was to maintain some last semblances of hierarchy in their bout of sexual anarchy. But in reality she was simply afraid of how far she would go. Afraid that she wouldn’t stop until the end-of-school bell, after she’d fucked every boy in her class, milked each one to exhaustion.
No, she wouldn’t compromise herself like that…she wasn’t that kind of teacher (she had begun to believe she could save her job). Instead she looked down on her angel of a student, Inga, and coaxed her to put more of herself into her work. To give up any inhibitions and go for broke. Oh, how that made her wet. But fucking? No…she simply wasn’t that kind of teacher.
"Maybe if I’m already bending over and am approached from behind…maybe…yeah." Ms. Vogel shivered with lust. "That’s quite enough, Inga, now lay back on my desk and lift your legs high."
Lesson in Lust 16/21
By now all her classmates were fucking like rabbits. But Inga was still kneeling at the front of the class, focusing all her energy on the gratification of Jurgen’s tool. Almost all of it, anyway…it didn’t take much conscious effort for her to massage her own twat. She felt very much like a volunteer at the front of the class, directed by both Jurgen and her teacher. Though she yearned for a proper fuck, the fair-haired introvert didn’t want to stir the pot. A mouthful of man was a treat Inga wasn’t going to take for granted.
Lesson in Lust 15/21
In the back of the room, Gina coached her two virgin neighbors along, eager to play the role of carnal matchmaker. As Nadine lay rubbing herself on the desk, Gina prepped Sebastian in clear view. Every so often she’d glance over at Nadine, cock in mouth, and shoot her a raised eyebrow.
Once Gina was satisfied he would rank in the mid-upper range of Mohs Scale of Hardness, she got up, kissed him, and told him to have a go. Before he began, Gina got up on the table, sat cross-legged, and propped up Nadine’s head on her crossed ankles. “Welcome to a whole ‘nother world, Nadine” she said, before leaning down and delivering a two-second, upside-down, peck on the lips.
The Flash-Pass 1/1
Dani and Mariah were next in line for the front seats of the roller coaster. Mariah whispered to her friend, “You’re sure this works?” “Positive. Well…85% sure.” Mariah rolled her eyes at that. “It’ll be worth it, Mariah…it’s more exclusive than the club in Cinderella’s Castle.” By then the next train had arrived and disembarked. The skeptical girl turned around and moved through the airgate.
Yelling to overcome the clank of the lifthill, Mariah warned Dani, “If you’re wrong, this better not end up online.” “It might even if I’m right…which I am…but it’d be worth it.” The train crested the top of the lift and hung for a moment before launching them through a series of loops. They counted them off, “One…two…three…four…five.” On the fifth, each girl lifted her shirt, flashing the camera as they were made right-side-up again. Mariah pulled her shirt down immediately, but Dani enjoyed the fresh breeze for a short while longer.
Sitting idle over the stretch of final brakes, the girls shot each another an eye but did not speak. They had made their choice, and were locked in for the consequences. The slow ride into the station heightened their anxiety…Mariah even closed her eyes. She opened them when she heard a voice in front of her. It was the ride operator, “Seems your harnesses are stuck. We’ll need to get this train off the track. We’ll send a mechanic to extract you in the car barn.” It was true! Mariah looked over to Dani in excitement, who returned Mariah a confident smile. The lone passengers did their best to hide their excitement as the near empty train moved forward and diverted right and into the car barn.
They could smell it before their eyes properly adjusted to the dark. The faint scent of sweat in the humid air. Their harnesses raised and a hand extended itself to Dani, lifting her up and out. She could feel his strength before she could see him. Still blinded in the darkness, she held herself up on his shoulder and fumbled her fingers across his defined torso…bare for her to enjoy. She drove her hand downwards but found no pants. Instead she found his 10” erection, which felt endless in the dark.
Mariah crawled out of the car and the train started up again, ‘stranding’ them there. Their eyes slowly began to compensate, giving them a clearer picture of what was to come…across the shag carpeted ‘barn,’ were over a dozen couches, beds and chairs, seating many more gyrating individuals. A shriek to their right announced the climax of a 30 year old woman, who gripped a man’s head between her legs. Mariah relapsed into a laughing fit and stumbled forward in the darkness, passing over dildos, chains and feathers as she moved. Dani coolly turned back towards the gentleman on her arm and, with his dick still pressed tightly in the palm of her hand, leaned up to kiss her gallant host. The thought occurred to her that they didn’t know how to leave this place…and then was quickly dismissed as irrelevant.
Lesson in Lust 14/21
By this time, the students had done away with their clothes completely. A mixed pile of laundry had formed in the corner which would lead to some awkward sorting.
In the front row, Ms. Vogel’s two honor students exchanged oral favors as if they were swapping trading cards. Lena let her singing voice ring loud as Andreas’ tongue pushed all the right buttons. Though known for correcting her teachers in class, she needn’t say a word to her practiced deskmate.
Lena reached back for support but ended up grabbing Isaac’s thigh. Isaac and Katrin were well ahead of them, going for their 3rd orgasm while she and Andreas were coming upon their first. But uncharacteristically, she wasn’t feeling competitive…in this sea of salaciousness, it was trying enough just to keep her head above water.
Lesson in Lust 13/21
Isaac got up. Standing behind Katrin, he put his hands on her hips and guided her up and around the table. Their style was loud and unapologetic. After bending her over the table, Isaac pounded his cock like he was driving a nail. Their table moved with each thrust until it knocked over their chairs and rested against the next desk. The screeches it took to slide there prompted the lectures downstairs and next door to pause. “Keep it down, you two,” Ms. Vogel ordered. “Or I’ll have you stand out in the hall.”
The pair reduced speed, but even so, Isaac hadn’t the composure to hold out any longer. Katrin felt her hips gripped tightly as leverage so that Isaac could deposit his seed in her deepest reaches. Smiling, Isaac asked how it was for her. As she stumbled in her reply, he realized she hadn’t yet cum. “It’s alright, it’s alright,” she reassured him. “No it isn’t,” replied Isaac plainly, and flipped her over to lick her over the hump.
Lesson in Lust 12/21
Isaac’s cock was being licked clean with feline meticulousness. Katrin was somewhat well known for her oral abilities, her talents stemming from the input of over a dozen of her peers. This isn’t to say that she was a slut. On the contrary, she only sucked off guys she dated…she just never dated for much longer than a week. Katrin had never dated Isaac, though she was quite fond of him. Simply bad timing between the two. But now that she had him sprawled out on her desk, she’d give him a test ride to remember. Her attempts may have been a bit excessive, as Isaac had to pull her off his slickened cock before he came too soon. “Hey…not so fast. Not before we get the chance to fuck…”
Lesson in Lust 11/21
After a bout of playful kissing, Inga looked down on her anatomy teacher, who proved that her degree covered the practical in addition to the theoretical.
"Watch closely, you might learn a thing or two," the male student advised.
"I’m sure." answered Inga. "I’ve never done that with a hard one."
"In that case you need practice, not visuals. Take a knee."
Jurgen was greatly pleased by the ease at which his middle school crush, now all grown up, agreed to take his cock in her mouth. Inga dropped down, listened to a few words of advice from her teacher and took her turn at slickening Jurgen’s meatpole. She needed only be corrected on her hand’s passivity. Her mouth embraced its role to perfection.
Lesson in Lust 10/21
Inga waited patiently for her turn with Isaac, naively believing Katrin was interested in sharing. Eventually Jurgen noticed her isolation and beckoned her over with his finger.
Jurgen stood at the front of the room, the first student to be completely removed from his clothes. Coincidentally, not two weeks prior, he had dreamt of standing naked on that very spot. He found there was far less laughter involved in the real thing.
Ms. Vogel knelt obediently at Jurgen’s cock, too ravaged by lust to feel any shame in her actions. She saw a body approach and wrap arms with Jurgen. Cock-head still in her mouth, she looked up to see Inga getting that kiss she narrowly missed out on. As it didn’t yet directly concern her, she calmly returned to the task at hand, though she realized she’d soon be tasked with leading their developing threesome.
Lesson in Lust 9/21
While Ms. Vogel was still oblivious to her class’ reaction, Isaac was becoming well rewarded for his leading question. Inga grabbed her deskmate by the collar and moved in slowly for a kiss. But her suspenseful pace was far too slow for Katrin, who grabbed him by the arm and lifted him from his seat. She tugged him toward her desk chair and sat back down in it. Impatiently, Katrin unfastened his belt, opened his fly and lowered his jeans. After shooting him a quick glance, she gobbled up his already hard cock, making no attempts to mute her loud smacking noises.
Inga ended up kissing nothing but air, her embarrassment being the price paid for taking things slow in an orgy lacking in men. Though everyone else was too busy to pay her any attention, Inga still felt somewhat sheepish. The inexperienced girl settled for Isaac’ mid-section, massaging his chest and playing with his nipples as she pulled his warm body close to hers.
Lesson in Lust 8/21
Ms. Vogel thought for sure that her blowjob would be the one consolation in this mess of a sex-ed lesson. She’d be reported, fired, and never allowed to teach again. But when she looked up to Jurgen face and saw his attention was elsewhere, her ears picked up on the chorus of suckling sounds that had now filled the room.
Ms. Vogel drew the cock from her mouth and gazed out at her class, which she now saw had spontaneously followed her own example. Five girls vied for the attention of the three remaining boys in the class. A trio of brunette heads bobbed up and down, sheathing and unsheathing their partner’s glimmering Excaliburs. Ms. Vogel could hardly believe her eyes. Perhaps she wouldn’t be out of a job after all. Just then, Jurgen uttered an, ‘ahem,’ and pulled his teacher back onto his cock. Ms. Vogel complied, listening in on her students’ orgy as she began to deep-throat Jurgen.
Good Karma 1/1
She approached me at a local softball tournament. I hadn’t seen her in years. I mostly remember her being teased, the only girl in the troop of boyscouts, unofficial though she may have been. She thanked me for being welcoming with her, which I neither remember nor doubt occurred. Unsure of what to say to the distant acquaintance, I asked her if she learned anything in those meetings. She smiled deceptively and replied, “a thing or two…”
She spent five minutes looking for a private location, settling on an open bathroom, further from the action than the other one, and thus empty. After a bit of digging, her hand pulled a length of clean white shoelace from her purse. Giddily, she reacquainted me with a long-forgotten knot. Tying the knot much too tight, she gladly resorted to an alternative method of untanglement, by sucking me to a pressure-magnified climax.
Lesson in Lust 7/21
Ms. Vogel stared in sheer disbelief at her student’s erection, which somehow came to be wrapped in her fingers. After three or four seconds she realized this was no dream and became aware of just how awkwardly long she had been staring at and gripping his cock. But as she considered this awareness, even more time slipped past with inaction. The class fell silent. At ten seconds, Ms. Vogel’s mind raced for purpose. She couldn’t just let go now…she needed to have some sort of explanation for her lingering hand, lest her actions be misinterpreted.
Then Isaac flashed back into her head…how he challenged her in class and called her a prude in an offhand remark to his neighbor. This had offended Ms. Vogel, though she tried not let it show. While Isaac was himself was likely just a year removed from virginity, she was publicly shamed as unworldly and amateur. If they only knew…
It was only then that Ms. Vogel realized what a fine specimen she held, long, firm and throbbing. Perfect for…yes…she’d show them. Without another thought, Ms. Vogel leaned in and wrapped her thin lips around the head of Jurgen’s cock. She paused, immediately wishing she had thought this through. But when Jurgen rested his hand just behind his teacher’s neck, she simply accepted that she’d be fired. Resolving herself of her responsibilities as an educator, she began to expertly wetten her student’s eighteen year young cock.
Lesson in Lust 6/21
All the students understood exactly Jurgen’s meaning, and while the others were scared silent, Isaac raised his hand, “What about a cumshot? That’s not a condom activity!” Ms. Vogel’s eyes widened a bit, not anticipating a discussion on recreational sex. “Well…many women might not appreciate that…it’s something a couple should decide for themselves.” Her class drew their own conclusions from her statement, and from a sudden uptick in giggles and murmurs she could hear words like “prude” and “she must never” among the males of her class.
Ms. Vogel turned a little red as her eyes panned over the room. But tracing their gazes, she found the laughter of her class wasn’t pointed at her…it was pointed behind her. The teacher turned to her left only to be eye to eye with the glowing red knob of Jurgen’s rigid cock. She instinctively pushed him away. Only after he was a step away from her did she realize that she held his hardened prick in her hand.