After Class [W][m][f][huml][reluc]

Neither Adam nor I had any idea what would happen to us in the next half hour as we sat at our desks in the empty classroom.

Mrs. Werner had left us together alone in the room. She had to get something, she said.

I knew we were in trouble. She caught me peeking at Kyle’s test.

Kyle sat at his desk, bouncing his leg. He looked nervous. I was nervous.

The door opened and Mrs. Werner stepped inside. “Of course you two…this means that I will have report this and you will be suspended. You will fail this course, and you will be placed on academic probation.” My heart dropped. I wanted to beg, but held my tongue. This couldn’t be happening. This was a nightmare. I desperately wished I hadn’t tried to cheat, but I was barely holding onto a C.

I looked over at Kyle, to my surprise he had tears in his eyes like he was about to cry. He sat there, fidgeting. Finally he asked quietly if he could use the restroom.

Mrs. Werner, at her desk, filing out some forms…did not look up. She remained silent. “Please” Kyle said. So that was was his discomfort was about. I sympathized with him. As bad as this all was, to have an accident would be worse.

She continued to fill out the forms. Just as we thought she would continue to ignore us, she said without looking up, “I heard you the first time.”

Kyle stoically sat in his seat like a statue.

“Get over to my desk. Come. NOW.” Kyle bolted upright and walked stiffly, head down to Mrs. Werner’s desk.

“Jessica, I want you here too.”

I got out of my seat and made my way next to Mrs. Werner, who was sitting at her desk chair.

“You two. I should immediately phone the dean right now. I was planning on sending in these forms tomorrow. However, there is something you can do. Jessica get down on the floor.”

I knew this was going nowhere good, but I found myself plopping my ass down on the carpeted floor. I would do anything to make this stay off my record.

Mrs. Werner stood up, and roughly unbuttoned Kyle’s pants. He instinctively reached to stop her. “NO” she said, sharply, like to a dog. His hands dropped very quickly. Soon, she had his pants down, then his underwear too. She went for his polo next, and Kyle raised his arms as she lifted it over his head.

“Spread your legs, Jessica.”

She stood behind Kyle, hands on his slim hips. I noticed gooseflesh all over his skin. Kyle turned his head. I didn’t dare move.

She put her mouth close to his ear and said in a low, very serious voice. “Kyle, now listen to me. I’m going to give you a chance to go to the bathroom, ok? I want you to go to the bathroom on Jessica. Can you do that for me? Nod your head for yes.”

Kyle nodded his head.

I sat there, spread eagle in my jeans. Kyle’s cock was pointed at my crotch. This was actually happening.

As it turns out, Kyle did not immediately begin to urinate. The three of us stood there in complete silence. Minutes ticked by. Kyle seemed to really be making an effort. Finally, I saw some drips fall out of his cock. Nothing for a bit, then a stream. My jeans became wet with each spray.

“You have to get it all out.”

The spray turned into a steady hiss. Much of it hit my abdomen. It felt like so much pee. It was very warm, but quickly began to cool. Kyle was trembling at this point from effort and humiliation. His penis was vibrating from it, like a jiggling wet worm.

“Ok now Jessica. Remove your clothes, put them in the corner.”

I did as I was told. The sooner I did this I knew the sooner it would all end. Mrs. Werner then motioned me to sit Indian style, leaning back propped up on my hands. She guided Kyle down on the floor, his legs spread eagle before me, him leaning back onto her.

“I want you to look at her, Kyle. Look at her pretty pussy, does it turn you on?”

I saw Kyle’s teary eyes turn toward my crotch. As awful as I felt, having this woman gaze at my slit, I felt worse for Kyle.

“Look at her breasts, aren’t they nice?”

I saw the matron’s hand reach for Kyle’s genitals. She gave his sausage a squeeze and a couple of jiggles. Then removed her hand.

“We can all go home after this, OK?” Kyle averted his gaze. I saw his cock begin to become erect.

Mrs. Werner’s fingers went to her mouth and then Kyle’s nipples. She began to slowly circle his erect nipples. Mine automatically began to harden as well. It was an involuntary response.

She dispassionately continued to methodically rub circles on his nipples. I merely watched as I saw Kyle’s dick get bigger and fatter and finally slowly erect.

Once his penis became erect, it started to become very stiff and throb.

“You can do it. That’s a good boy. Your cock is growing so big.”

Kyle sat there motionless, his teacher’s arms wrapped around his chest. But his cock reacted as if it heard her. It leapt up and down, then pointed straight again.

“I want you to make Jessica wet again, can you do that for me?”

“Jessica, your pretty little pussy looks like it’s getting a little wet. That’s perfectly natural. I know seeing Kyle’s penis makes you feel kind of funny.”

I did feel funny. As nightmareish as this all was, I still felt myself dripping and throbbing. I could smell my own pussy. The classroom was cold.

She then put her finger and thumb around Kyle’s glans. It pointed straight at me. Precum was leaking out of it. “Is this what you do when you touch yourself at night? Hmm?” She gently and rapidly squeezed behind Kyle’s glans. I wondered if this would be over soon.

“Squeeze squeeze” she said. She began to palpate the root of his penis too, alternating. This continued on for some minutes. She would remove her hands to go back to his nipples every so often. I saw Kyle’s balls start to turn tight.

Then her hand was wrapped around his shaft, cruelly jerking his cock directly at my crotch. “Cum Kyle, you’re gonna need to cum for me, OK?”

The sudden increase in stimulation quickly resulted in semen flying out of Kyle’s penis. I felt warm drops land on me. Some of my thighs, my abdomen, my breasts, my pussy.

“Yes, there’s a good boy! Oh my!” Kyle grimaced. I couldn’t imagine how he felt in that moment. Our lives were forever changed, but we were going to go home with our records clean.

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