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THE SCHOOL TEACHER’S
FIRST CLASS:
A Futanari Fable
BOOK II

By Hardcover


Once upon a time, there lived a handsome young school teacher whose one dream was to become a full fledged instructor and help mold the minds and secure the future of the young men and women of the world. The school teacher’s name was Randy and he was twenty six years, five months, two weeks, three days and four hours old on the day he came to the Florentine Universal Technological Academy, or F.U.T.A. for short, to take up his first full time teaching position, his head and his heart filled with idealistic thoughts on the joys of educating young minds, of making an impression on the life of a student.

The facts were these: The School Teacher’s joyful and dreadfully unrealistic idealism came crashing down around him with the discovery, in the most graphic possible way, that all the girls who attended F.U.T.A. were, in fact, futas: Girls equipped with fully functional sets of both male and female sex organs, properly known as futanari. This fact, our friendly but woefully naive School Teacher found out under the tender attentions of a pair of well endowed dick girls named Sasha and Kelsey, who proceeded to seduced the little School Teacher and introduce him into the ways of futanari love. No sooner had they finished with him that he’d also found himself taken advantage of by Sophie Lying Bear, the similarly equipped principal of the school. In less then twenty four hours, Randy had violated two of the most guarded taboos a school teacher could have: He’d had sex with his students, and he’d been bangin’ the boss.

And so, when Randy awoke the morning of his first class to the sun’s smiling face, it was not in the manner of Sleeping Beauty or Snow White, but more along the lines of an alcoholic waking up hung over after a night of binge drinking. The School Teacher, of course, had not been drinking, but the feeling was the same none the less: That bleary, disoriented feeling, the vague uncertainty of not knowing where he was, and the sudden, horrifying recollections of what he had done the night before. Yes, dear readers, Randy felt more like Barney from The Simpsons then Sleeping Beauty.

After staggering out of bed and showering, in a fruitless attempt to wash himself clean of his perverted and potentially bisexual escapades of the night before (Each girl did, did they not, have penis?), he dressed himself in a nice suit and tie, and drank a cup of coffee while going over his lesson plan for the day, fiercely determined to do well on his first day of class as a full fledged educator, despite the bizarre revelations of the night before.

When the time came, he stood up, checked his appearance in the mirror for the hundredth time that morning, picked up his briefcase, and headed for the door to his room. He was quite uncontrollably nervous, and hoped that it wouldn’t show too much. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves: This was his dream, to fill the minds of young people with knowledge. Just because they were a bunch of hermaphrodites didn’t make it any less a lofty ambition.

As he approached the door, however, The School Teacher became aware of something strange: A low rhythmic thumping sound coming from the other side. He frowned, and pressed an ear against the door. Quite definitely, he could hear the sound of that thumping, low and soft, and it seemed to be right out side the door.

Puzzled, the handsome School Teacher opened the door, and found himself staring at a monster!

The beast was taller them him, and had a massive black head atop its shoulders. Large brown eyes stared at him from above a long massive snout that ended in a blunt wedge containing a large, wet nose with nostrils that flared repeatedly. Small put pointed ears rose vertically above the head, resembling horns. The mouth contained large long yellow teeth that came to rounded points. A long, wet and waggling tongue hung out of the mouth as it panted rapidly, sending its hot breath over The School Teacher’s face. The head sat on a thin, muscular four legged body that sat back on its hind legs, its large and long front legs coming down strait in front of it. Around its small thick neck it wore a round leather strap decorated with medieval looking metal studs. The thumping sound continued as the horrid creature stared at him.

It took Randy a few seconds to realize that he was not looking a monster, but rather a very large Great Dane, and that the thumping sound he’d been hearing was its tail wagging and hitting the floor. Intimidating, but not exactly the Big Bad Wolf.

“Uh . . . Hello, boy.” The School Teacher said nervously, holding out his hand.

The dog barked once and then sniffed Randy’s hand, his tale beginning to wag faster. The School Teacher gently petted the massive but friendly canine as he spied Principle Sophie Lying Bear approaching. She was dressed in fluffy white blouse and plain brown knee length skirt. Dressed like that, you could hardly notice the extra bulge at her crotch. At thirty two years, six months, three weeks, five days and eight hours old, Sophie was a young principal, exceedingly pretty with long brown hair and the dark distinctive skin color of her Native American ancestors. She came over to them, smiling warmly.

“Good morning, Randy.” She said, “I see you’ve met our resident mascot. His name is Gustav.”

Sophie put her arms around the dog and gave his back a good rub. She then looked up at Randy, “Ready for your first class?”

Randy, ever the educational enthusiast, beamed from ear to ear, “You bet!”

Sophie took the little School Teacher along the halls and corridors of the school until she reached the designated classroom. The room had several windows looking in to the class, but all of them were made of fogged up glass, so you could only see shadows moving around inside. To the right of the windows was a large door, also sporting a window of the fogged glass.

Outside the class, Randy could hear the sound of girls giggling and talking coming from within, a happy, magical sound that could only come from the fresh and eager young minds of the school’ young ladies. The School Teacher sighed, listening to the pleasant sounds, and then promptly had his imagined euphoric educational paradise ruined when he clearly heard one of the girls exclaim, “Wow, you’re dick is way bigger then mine!”

Rudely reminded of the peculiar nature of his students, not to mention his actions on the previous night, Randy turned his attention back to Sophie, who was smiling at him enthusiastically.

“Alright, I’ll introduce you to the girls, and then you can start your class, all right?” She said.

“Absolutely.” Randy replied, gripping his briefcase to his side.

Sophie opened the door and walked in, followed closely by Randy. As they entered the small classroom, they saw the girls standing around and sitting with each other and talking. The room was filled with the high pitched chatter of young girl’s voices. Randy looked his students over, they were all young and seemed to be all quite pretty. He blushed a little as he suddenly remembered what all these girls had going on between their legs.

Sophie clapped her hand together, “All right girls, settle down. Let’s all get to your seats, class is starting.”

The girls quickly scrambled to their assigned seats and after a few minutes of loud noise, clomping feet, and squeaking chairs, the girls all sat at their desks, facing the front of the class as the noise died away. Once it was settled, Sophie came to the front of the classroom to address the girls.

“Okay, girls, I know you’re all excited about today’s class.” She began, “So let me introduce you to your new teacher, Mr. Randal Ragazze Disparidiamore Turner.”

There were murmurs of excitement and a few squeals of joy as The School Teacher stepped forward to speak to the class, the proverbial butterflies having taken up significant residence in the pit of his stomach. He looked out at the excited eager young faces in front of him, trying not to blush. And then, like Sir Lancelot of yore, he plowed ahead despite his fear.

“Uh, hello.” Quothe Randy, “I’m your new teacher, you may call me Randy, or if that’s too informal, Mr. Turner. Uh, don’t worry, I won’t be asking you to try to pronounce my middle names.”

There were ripples of laughter from the class, encouraging the shy school teacher. They seemed like an eager bunch, friendly and so keen on learning.

“He’s cute!” One of the girls exclaimed and there were agreeing squeals from the rest of the class. Naive the way he was, the School Teacher didn’t know what to make of the adoring expressions of the class full of girls.

Blushing, he continued, “I hope we can all have a fruitful and educational relationship.”

“I’d like to have a relationship with you!” Spoke one of the female students.

Alas, Randy the School Teacher was not used to having such adulation tossed in his general direction, and as such simply blushed and continued as the girls giggled.

Clearing his throat, he said, “I will endeavor to reveal to you all the knowledge . . .”

Unfortunately, poor Randy was unable to finish his sentence for several of the girls loudly exclaimed, “Teacher you can reveal whatever you want!”

Unaccustomed as he was by the unabashed enthusiasm displayed by his oddly equipped students, Randy could only clear his throat and blush again as he stared out at the wide eyed sea of lustful expressions and pretty faces that stared back at him, grinning and giddy and excited with the hormonally charged exhilaration of youth. He blushed even more when he realized that several of his female students now sported barely concealed telltale bulges of erections under their skirts, an uncomfortable reminder to The School Teacher of what they all had down there.

Nervously, he chuckled and continued, “I hope we can have amicable teacher student relationship. My door is always open and you can come to me with whatever you want, even if it’s not related to class. Are they any questions?”

“Do you have a girl friend?” A pretty red head piped up.

In fact, Randy the School Teacher did not have a girlfriend, having recently split with his undernourished girlfriend of many years, which might have been a good thing since she vaguely resembled one of those ancient Mayan cave mummies, but it didn’t feel that way to him, which had left him both lonely and still in a bit of pain.

“Uh . . . no, actually, I’m single at the moment.” He stammered.

There was chorus of cheers from the class and a few excited giggles at the news. Once again, unused to the attentions of female admirers, Randy simply decided to wait for them to simmer down and then continued with his class.

As he began his instruction, starting with that oh so ancient and renowned of classroom traditions, the roll call. He became aware that not only did his students come with matching pairs of male and female genitalia, but that many of them came with matching sets of odd personality disorders. They were in particular:

Kelsey Jameson and Sasha Parker, whom Randy had already met and had sex with, were a pair of best friends and lovers practically joined at the hip and did pretty much everything together. It was their hope to grow old and die together, never being apart for very long. Kelsey had blonde hair tied in a pony tail, green eyes, a fair complexion and large breasts. Sasha had brown eyes, warm colored skin, and black wavy hair that fell down past her shoulders.

Mia Thompson, who was the red head who had inquired about Randy’s girlfriend, was a die hard romantic and a believer in experiencing everything life had to offer. This had led her to take up thrill seeking as a hobby and was currently into sky diving, jet skiing, bungee jumping, rock climbing, and, occasionally, Russian roulette. She hoped after finishing her education to become a romance novelist and MMA competitor. Mia had wide brown eyes, fair skin, a light amount of freckles, and red hair that she kept tied in high pig tails.

Cassie McAllen was obsessed with books. She loved to read, and then read again, and then after that, read some more. She got particularly turned on when masturbating in the school library, a place where she spent more time then the school librarian. She dreamed of one day becoming a famous author, or an important librarian, and be married to Harry Potter, whom she was dimly aware was fictional. She suffered from mild obsessive compulsive disorder and constantly fixed everything around her to keep it as neat as possible. She had blue eyes, wore round wire frame glasses, had a small mouth, and had blonde hair that she kept tied back a little with an enormous pink bow, and rather sizeable c cup breasts.

Eiko Yamazaki was Japanese and also a helpless otaku, obsessed with everything anime or manga, she had her dorm room littered with DVDs, manga, and model kits and frequently liked to cosplay when she was not in class. She dreamed of one day moving back to her native and becoming a yaoi manga artist. Eiko was of slender build, had brown eyes, a round cute face, and long hair that was originally black but lately she had dyed her hair blue and styled it in the manner of the character Shampoo from Ranma 1/2, if slightly smaller in size on top and a lot wavier all around.

Rebecca “Becky” Amanda Westernworth III was the daughter of a wealthy southern family as evidence by her pronounced southern accent and southern bell personality. The Westernworth family had lived on a vast estate in the Souththat had started life as a cotton plantation. During the civil war, Becky’s great great grandfather had distinguished himself as a general fighting for the Confederacy before retiring to his estate to up the family fortune selling munitions. A peculiar family history that greatly confused everyone because of the rather obvious fact that Becky was Chinese, a fact Becky herself seemed blissfully unaware of. Becky was slightly chubby, had narrow brown eyes, small but firm breasts, and shoulder length black hair that she sometimes wore up in pig tails.

Chihiro Yamada was also Japanese, and was a conspiracy nut. She spent her times hitting all the conspiracy web sites and UFO sites and by now had gotten quite paranoid. She was absolutely convinced that something sinister was behind the school, and that the fact that all the female students grew a penis was part of some kind of grand conspiracy. Despite that, like all the other girls, she absolutely adored being a futanari. Chihiro had short black hair, brown eyes, rather large ears, and enormous breasts.

Tammy Johnson spent her free time hidden away; plotting the murder of her stepfather, an activity Tammy had indulged in since the age of six when he had refused to allow her to dye her hair pink. Tammy had green eyes, a long slender face, large heavy breasts, and pink hair.

And last but not least, there was little Cherry Maraschino. Cherry was a small girl, although she was the same age as the others. She was short, but curvy and bosomy, and unlike her classmates, she didn’t simply become attracted sexually to The School Teacher. When she first saw him, her eyes lit up and bulged wide. Her brow began to sweat a little as she became warm and her penis began to stiffen. Her pulse and heart raced in a manner that it usually normally only did when she’d had one too many Red Bulls during finals. Yes, gentle readers, little Cherry had fallen completely and totally in love with Randy, and simply could not take her eyes off him. Alas, she was very shy and had trouble expressing her feelings. All she could do was stare and blush while her heart pattered away, running as fast as The Ginger Bread Man. Cherry had a wide, rounded face, a cute small nose, vibrant blue eyes, and long wavy brown hair.

There were many other wonderfully eccentric girl in the classroom, but, alas dear readers, this is all we shall mention today, owing to the writer’s concerns about an excessive page count.

The School Teacher went though his lesson plan to the letter, moving with the assured motions of someone who really understands the process of teaching. Randy found the girls smart and eager to learn, answering questions and asking their own when they didn’t understand something. It was almost the best class a first time teacher could ask for, except for the lusty, adoring stares that the girls kept giving him and making him extremely nervous. It was every much like that scene from the film Raiders Of The Lost Ark when Harrison Ford as Indiana Jones faced a similar classroom full of love struck schoolgirls, with the obvious exception that Indy never had to deal with the sight of barely concealed erections popping up in the girl’s laps. And, of course, our little School Teacher was no Harrison Ford.

Randy completed his lesson on time, and with such a flourish and enthusiasm that the girls all applauded when he was done. Once class was finished, the girls rose and headed out, thanking The School Teacher and waving good bye, and talking excitedly amongst themselves. Randy was surprised when one of them left an apple on his desk.

As the girls moved out, Cherry approached Randy, her books clutched to her chest, looking as if she wanted to say something. Randy smiled and looked at her expectantly. She opened her mouth, and then abruptly blushed and ran off with her head down, disappearing into the crowd of giggling, chattering girls. Once the class had emptied out, Randy went to his desk and began the rather tedious teacher ritual of sorting out his papers. As he did so he heard a few footsteps and looked up to see two of his students approaching him: Cassie and Eiko.

Randy rose as the two girls approached him; he noticed with a bit of alarm, that Eiko had closed the door behind them. Cassie approached her teacher, her books clutched in front of her, a little bit of color on her face.

“Yes, Cassie, Eiko, what can I do for you?” Randy asked of them, noting that they had smiled when he’d remembered their names.

Cassie blushed even deeper and looked down at the floor before looking back up, “Well . . . teacher . . . um . . . Mr. Turner . . . ?”

“Please, that sounds so formal,” Randy said upon her, “You can call me Randy.”

Cassie the Bookworm grinned, “Okay, Randy. Um . . . I’ve been ruminating about your lesson, ruminating hard and ruminating long and by ruminating I mean pondering and not chewing my cud.”

Not unreasonably, The School Teacher raised an eyebrow at her, not knowing how to respond to the odd statement. The Bookworm realized how she’d sounded and looked at the floor again, embarrassed.

Eiko poked Cassie with her elbow, “Come on, get a move on.”

“Teacher . . . I’ve been reading about . . . certain things . . .” Cassie began.
Eiko the Otaku rolled her eyes, this was getting nowhere. She decided it was time to call upon the age old wisdom and realistic scenarios of shojo manga. We all realize, of course, gentle readers, that shojo manga is neither wise nor particularly realistic, but to one such as Eiko, a manga geek hopelessly lost to the dork side, the multiple stories of boy meets girl, girl meets boy, girl meets girl, boy in drag meets girl, and occasionally boy meets boy, were invaluable manuals to real life relationships.

And so, Eiko developed a sudden, obviously deliberate, case of clumsiness and tripped over her own feet, throwing herself into Randy’s arms with such excessive enthusiasm that she threw the little School Teacher backwards painfully banging against the chalk board and then falling to the ground with the Otaku right on top of him, her blue hair falling over his face, her legs straddling him.

“Ow! What the heck . . . ?” Randy cried in surprise.

Faking wide eyed anime girl innocence, Eiko exclaimed, “Omigosh! Are you all right? I’m so clumsy. I didn’t hurt you, did I? Omigosh! You’re bleeding!”

In point of fact, the little School Teacher was not bleeding.

Confused, Randy looked over himself, finding none of the blood she mentioned.

Eiko quickly pulled a handkerchief with Minky Momo on the corner out of her purse, “Here, use this.”

She thrust the cloth at him, making sure their hands touched, and then she pulled back in exaggerated embarrassment, gasping extra loud. She clutched her hand to both sides of her face, looking down.

“I’m so clumsy. How embarrassing.” She hid her hands in her face.

“Umm . . . what . . . ?” Randy stammered bewildered at the odd behavior, not aware that Eiko was attempting to duplicate a scene from a shojo manga to the letter.

Eiko looked at The School Teacher, grinning, “How do you do? I’m Eiko.”

“Huh?” The School Teacher said intelligently.

Eiko clapped hands over her face again and then looked shyly at him from the corner of her eyes, “Do you mind if I ask your name?”

Needless to say, dear readers, Eiko’s rather boneheaded attempts to duplicate something she had read in a comic book was have the opposite of the intended result and was all too bewildering for the naïve and inexperienced Randy, who right away assumed the worst. He grabbed the Otaku by the shoulders.

“Eiko!” He cried, alarmed, “Are you sick? Did you hit your head when you fell? We need to get you to the nurse’s office.”

“Oh! You’re so bold!” Eiko exclaimed, giggling, and then pushed the School Teacher back playfully. Unfortunately, she used way to much force and slammed the back of Randy’s head against the bottom of the chalk board, a rather painful experience.

Randy, not unreasonably, winced and said, “Ow! What the hell’s wrong with you?”

Eiko the Otaku cupped two fists to her chin, still straddling the School Teacher, and squealed happily, “Oh, I’m so embarrassed!”

Cassie put a hand on Eiko’s shoulder and said, “Knock it off, Eiko, he’s not getting it.”

The Otaku pouted and put her hands down. Cassie the Bookworm decided to try the kind of full frontal approach that Sasha and Kelsey might use, since their approach had apparently been successful. Taking a deep breath and mustering courage she only felt when overwhelmed with sexual desire like she was right now, The Bookworm got down on her knees next to where Randy lay, still straddled by Eiko.

“Mr. Turner, Randy, in an effort to understand better the reactions my body has to my dual genitalia I’ve been reading a lot about the male gender, and how men react to women, even women such as us, and I do believe that we are women despite having a penis, and in conjunction with that research, and since you seem to be a healthy and if I may say so very handsome example of the male gender, I had something that I would like to ask you.” Cassie told him.

Cassie pulled open her shirt, popping off a few buttons entirely, exposing her white lacey bra which comfortably contained her slightly heavy assets. She pulled her shirt wide open, giving the School Teacher a good clear view of her heaving cleavage.

“Do you think my breasts are attractive to men?” She asked him, hopefully.

“Woah!” Randy exclaimed, completely taken off guard.

Giggling and going with the flow, Eiko pulled open her own top, revealing her smaller but not inconsequential cleavage, “Yeah, what about mine?”

“Oh, girls, this is not appropriate.” Randy protested.

“But do you like them?” Cassie protested, “I’ve always been at girl’s schools, I don’t really know if men like me or not?”

Suddenly, Eiko gasped and then grinned mischievously, looking down between her legs at the School Teacher under her.

She looked back up, smiling, “Oh, he likes them, alright.”

With an embarrassed start, the School Teacher realized that he had gotten an erection with Eiko laying on top of him like she was. He blushed absolutely crimson upon realizing that she had noticed it, feeling it through her panties which were the only thing separating her from him. Panic gripped his heart as visions of newspaper headlines reading “Perverted teacher sentenced to death” ran through his head. Flustered and not sure what to do, Randy could only get embarrassed and frightened.

“Oh my god!” He cried, “I’m . . . so sorry.”

“Oh, I don’t mind.” Eiko said coyly.

Emboldened, Cassie the Bookworm said, “Yeah, Teacher, you don’t have to be so shy around us. Look, the same thing’s happening to me.”

And with that, Cassie lifted up her skirt, exposing her panties. The School Teacher blushed as he could clearly see the bulging outline of Cassie penis, hard and stiff with an erection, pressing through the fabric of her underwear. She blushed as she showed it to him, but grinned happily.

“Me too! Me too!” Eiko quickly lifted her dress.

She was wearing sheer silk panties under her skirt, and the stiff bulge of her erection pressed through it. What was even more shocking to Randy was that the tip of her penis had pushed through the top of her panties and was clearly visible. Randy sat in stunned silence while his two students giggled happily, giddy with excitement.

“Awe, he’s embarrassed.” Eiko chided him, “You don’t need to be embarrassed around us, we heard all bout what you did with Sasha and Kelsey.”

“Ahhhh!” Randy cried, “You heard about that?”

“Yeah, those two can’t keep a secret.” Cassie giggled, “We heard all the gory details. Although it wasn’t actually gory, it was highly and thoroughly detailed. It was very stimulating.”

Randy was about to respond when Eiko leaned over and kissed his cheek. She kissed him again before moving to his lips, tenderly kissing him with her hand rubbing his face.

“Wait, we can’t do this.” Randy protested, “I’m your teacher.”

“That’s what makes it so good.” Eiko insisted, still kissing him lips sensually, her hard cock rubbing against Randy’s own erection.

“But this is wrong, I could get in trouble . . .” Randy began.

He didn’t finish because Cassie had leaned over and kissed his lips as well, slipping her tongue into his mouth as she did so, while Eiko moved down to kiss and nibble on the School Teacher’s neck. Randy wanted to resist, but as before, his youthful passion was getting the better of him, and their kisses felt oh so wonderful, especially to someone who had been as lonely of late and Randy had. He felt his will sapping away, or rather he felt his will changing. He had, just a second ago, willed not to get in any potential legal trouble with the educational board for having inappropriate sexual relations with two of his students. In this instant, however, he willed to strip them both naked and kiss them on every part of their bodies that they had. Without thinking of it, he began to return their kisses. No tuning back now.

Eiko skillfully undid his tie and pulled it off and then one by one began to undo the buttons on his shirt, popping them open playfully and spreading his shirt open, exposing his chest. Cassie rose up and slid her own shirt off, and then reached behind her and began to undo her bra. It popped open and the Bookworm slid it off, smiling happily as she exposed her breasts, her pink puffy nipples as hard as her penis.

Slipping it down over his arms, Eiko stripped The School Teacher of his shirt and then relieved herself of her own, tossing it aside with such vigor that it flew across the room to settle on top of the flagpole by the door. This time, Randy reached over on his own and undid Eiko’s bra, slipping it off and exposing the futanari otaku’s firm, breasts and hard nipples, to the apparent delight of the Otaku herself.

“Oooo. I like it when Teacher takes off my bra.” Eiko cooed.

With a girlish good-humored giggle, Cassie leaned over and pressed her breasts into Randy’s face. Randy brought his hands up and squeezed and caressed them, loving the soft feel of her boobs. He brought his mouth to her nipple licking it teasingly before sucking on it lightly, causing the Bookworm to moan lightly as her nipple was sucked, her eyes closing for a second.

Placing kisses on his chest, Eiko began to move down, kissing his chest and then his stomach, reaching down with one hand and touching his crotch, massaging his penis through his pants. The School Teacher moaned as he was stimulated, Eiko feeling his hard manhood through the fabric. She continued to kiss his stomach, moving down until she reached his pelvis.

Rapidly, The Otaku began to undo his pants, undoing the belt and then the snap and finally pulling down his zipper. She reached down into his shorts and pulled out his penis, exposing it to the two of them. He was fully hard now, his penis having grown like the beanstalk that Jack climbed. She licked her lips in appreciation.

“Teacher’s got a nice big one.” She mused happily.

Eiko and Cassie worked together rapidly, pulling off Randy’s shoes and pulling down his pants. Soon, they were totally off and The School Teacher was a naked as the proverbial Emperor when he thought he was wearing new clothes. The girls were so beautiful, and so cute, and their enthusiasm was so infectious, he couldn’t resist them anymore. He just wanted them.

The two futa school girls got down, taking Randy’s penis in their hands and began to softly masturbate him, teasing his cock and keeping it hard. They pushed his legs wide open, allowing themselves better access to their teacher’s magical scepter. Looking up at their instructor mischievously, Cassie leaned in and gave him a lick. She ran her tongue over his penis and then let her companion get in and take a turn. Eiko licked the shaft of his hard cock and slipped it skillfully into her mouth, moving up and down, sucking on his penis. The girls each took turns giving their educator head, sucking on his dick with animated relish, enjoying the taste of his manhood in their young mouths.

Randy was a bit confused at the amount of skill the girls displayed, until he realized that every single girl in this school had a penis of their own. They’d obviously been practicing on each other. The thought of that turned him on even more, and all thoughts of getting in trouble for this were pushed to the back of the School Teacher’s befuddled mind. He moaned as the incredible sensations of the two girl’s fellatio moved through his body, causing his hips to rise as they sucked on him.

With a wet slurping sound, Eiko ran her tongue down the shaft of his penis, in the same way that Rapunzel had let her hair down the shaft of that tower. She carefully took his balls into her mouth and gently sucked them, being careful. After all, she had balls herself, and she knew well how sensitive they were.

All at once, Randy gave out a shocked cry as he felt Eiko’s finger touch the rim of his rectum and then slowly push inside of it. He yelped in surprise as he felt the sudden penetration, and then felt tingles running all over his genitalia, making Cassie’s sucks and licks feel that much better. He moaned with pleasure, finding that he enjoyed it in spite of himself.

“Yikes! Don’t do that . . .” He doth protested too much.

“Oh, hush.” Eiko admonished him, “I know this feels good.”

She slipped another finger into him, loosening him up. She returned to his manhood, running her tongue over his penis again. Cassie’s hand slipped between Eiko’s legs and into her panties, gripping her cock and jacking her off. The two of them sucked greedily on the mighty rod of their teacher, stopping every once in a while to engage in a lustful and wet lesbian kiss. All the little School Teacher could do was simply go with the flow, much like a tampon, but more pleasant.

Cassie reached behind herself and unzipped her skirt. She quickly slipped out of it and next pulled off her panties, stripping herself naked except for her stockings, her stiff penis bouncing with her motions. Eiko quickly followed suit, slipping out of the last of her clothes, displaying her hard penis and dripping wet girl hole for all to see, and soon all three of them were naked as a jaybird, except that they had no feathers and were not likely to be featured in the pages of National Geographic.

Naked, they both stood up in front of him.

“Do us now, Mr. Turner.” Cassie urged him.

“Yeah,” Agreed Eiko, “Time to make us feel good.”

Half deliriously, Randy got up on his knees, looking up as the girls stood with wide spread feet, awaiting his attentions on the dicks and pussies. He stared at them: He’d never been gay, but something about these dick girls fired his imagination. It wasn’t like this was his first time; he’d played around with Sasha and Kelsey last night, and found quite a bit of guilty pleasure in their odd equipment. This was no different, and although he’d promised himself that he would not repeat the sins of the night before, his horniness was overriding his better judgment.

Straitening up, Randy took each of their man things in each of his hands and began to slowly beat them off. He leaned over to Cassie’s crotch and licked her penis, making her squeal joyfully before he took it between his lips. He sucked on her penis, finding himself unforgivably aroused by the feeling of it in his mouth. He sucked on her a bit, his own penis bouncing with the motions, and then he moved down to her vagina, sliding his tongue inside her, licking at her lips and clit while she moaned and wailed.

Switching over, he moved to Eiko and did the same thing, sucking on her cock and then eating her pussy. He moved back and forth between the two of them, stimulating his students, his body alive and crawling with sensation as he performed his service to them. While he worked on them, the two futa girls tongued and kissed each other sensually, lovingly showering each other’s lips with gentle tender kisses. Randy looked up and got even more turned on: as the advertising sages of films of the pornographic nature are fond of proclaiming, it was hot two girl action now.

It went on like that for quite a while, and the School Teacher did feel his jaw becoming a bit sore, until Cassie finally stopped him and spoke.

“Teacher, I’m so horny.” Quothe Cassie, “Won’t you please make tender, sensuous love to me? Or failing that, just throw me over the desk and fuck me till I squeal like a kitten?”

The School Teacher stood up, now thinking more with his penis then his brain, which was advantageous because his penis liked to have fun, but disadvantageous because his penis was not particularly smart.

“Of course,” He smiled sheepishly, “I’m always here for my students.”

The three of them moved over to his desk and after clearing away a few things, Cassie hopped up on the desk and lay down on her back, spreading her legs wide and sticking them up in the air. Her chest rose and fell with excitement, one hand masturbated her penis while the other one reached down and pulled her vaginal lips open, displaying her glisteningly wet vulva.

“I need it, Mr. Turner.” Cassie begged, “I want you inside me.”

Randy leaned over and kissed her wetly on the mouth, and then guided his manhood right over the lips of Cassie’s vagina. There was a moment’s hesitation, as he realized what he was about to do, and then his baser instincts won out and her pushed into her. Cassie arched her back and cried aloud as he penetrated her, jerking her cock rapidly as he began to thrust in and out of her.

Moving in and out, the School Teacher moaned with pleasure, Cassie feeling so tight and so wet, her young body reacting wonderfully to his thrusts. She was tight and very wet around him as he slid in and out of her, moaning as he drove into her. Cassie squirmed and bit her lip as she was penetrated, an expression of rapt ecstasy quickly forming on her pretty features. She gripped his shoulders with one hand, her other still massaging her erection.

“Oh, that’s good. Oh do it to me.” She moaned excitedly.

Bending at the waist, Eiko leaned over and kissed her friend on the lips, their tongues snaking out and intertwining. They kissed deeply before Eiko shifted over and planted one on the hapless School Teacher, kissing him in a sensuously sexual manner, slipping her wet tongue into his mouth. She then moved behind him.

The rather clueless new educator was so fixed and how good the sex with Cassie was, pumping and moaning as he huffed and puffed filled her pussy in, that he didn’t realize what Eiko had in mind until he felt her getting up close behind him and then felt the tip of her penis press against his rectum. He looked back over his shoulder in alarm.

“No!” He cried, “Not that!”

Too late: With a naughty grin, Eiko pressed her erection home, shoving into Randy’s rear end, pushing it into him slowly. She began to move in and out, penetrating his virgin rear and screwing him good and hard. Randy jerked, feeling some pain, but couldn’t resist her, his cock already feeling so good inside Cassie suddenly somehow feeling even better now that the new intruder had made its way into him. Eiko closed her eyes and started moving in and out of him rapidly, her breath coming out in huge gasps.

“Oh, teacher’s butthole is so tight.” She cried out, “You feel so good.”

The pain was slowly fading, and as Randy took the member into his sensitive opening he began to realize that it felt good, really good to have it in there. Something in him was rising to the occasion, like a fabled knight faced with a new quest. He picked up speed, moving himself in and out of Cassie and he himself was penetrated deeply by his student. He crazily began to wonder why his ex girlfriend had never wanted to try this. The three of them, teacher and students, screwed passionately, their cries filling the room as they made love to each other.

Cassie kissed him and stared into his eyes, “Oh, I think he likes it in there.”

Although he was still conflicted, he was becoming more relaxed at the situation. Sure, he could be in a lot of trouble if he was found out, but it wasn’t like Sophie was going to go running to the school board. And he was pretty sure Cassie and Eiko weren’t upset about this. Maybe this could be a good thing?

“Oh, Mr. Turner!” Cassie cried interrupting his thoughts, “I’m gonna cum!”

Jerking herself still, Cassie eyes rolled back into her head as her body writhed in delight, her mouth wide open as she undulated with the spasms of pleasure. Randy continued to penetrate her letting her squeal with enjoyment. After a few seconds, her noises became even louder and she ejaculated in great spurts all over her stomach and chest, coming with both her organs and shuddering with insane amount of pleasure.

When she finally ceased her gyrations, Cassie pulled her teacher down on her and kissed him while he took the full length of Eiko’s penis up his behind. He continued to have sex with Cassie, slipping his member in and out of her as he moaned with pleasure, unable to conceal that he was enjoying The Otaku’s sodomy. His body shuddered and sweat glistened across his forehead, he could not deny how good this felt. To do so might have made his nose grown in the manner of Pinocchio.

Lost in the pleasure, the handsome young School Teacher no longer really thought of what he was doing as wrong. He had begun to rationalize his actions as bringing a positive amount of joy to the lives of his students. With his own thoughts he nearly had himself convinced that he was doing them a favor by getting his rocks off with them, not to mention that he had a lot of fun doing it himself. After all, they had two sets of sex organs; perhaps they had the sex drive of two people? Perhaps, they needed this in order to focus on their studies?

That, The School Teacher thought, should probably help him sleep at night.

“Ahhhhhh! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cock cum!” Eiko cried ecstatically.

She pulled her male member out of her teacher and masturbated frantically, moaning and crying out with pleasure. In no time at all, Randy felt the hot sticky sensation of her semen splattering against his back as she squealed with undisguised euphoria as the orgasm took her over.

In a quick change of position, the two school girls quickly got down on their knees and began rapidly sucking on Randy’s penis, swallowing it down their mouths in turn and licking on it hungrily. Since she hadn’t cum with her vagina yet, Eiko masturbated herself as she did so. They continued to service their teacher, looking oh so cute and sweet down there despite what they were doing.

Abruptly, Randy yelped as he felt Eiko’s fingers push back into his rear entrance again. Once again, it made the attention his manhood was getting feel even better. Cassie’s fingers quickly joined them. As they sucked and fingered their teacher, Eiko quickly brought herself to her second orgasm, this time using her girl part, moaning and squealing as she convulsed on her knees, and that was all the little school teacher could take: He came, squirting into his two student’s mouths in great spurts.

The pleasure coursed through him as he came, the good feeling multiplied by the rapidly moving fingers up his rear. He cried out as she shot his load into their open waiting mouths, moaning and grunting while they gleefully and gratefully swallowed his seed. Randy’s eyes were closed, and he moaned with pleasure while his two students licked him clean, sucking every last drop of his white goodness out of his member. That had been good, really incredible.

So good had it felt, in fact, that none of them had noticed Principal Lying Bear standing close by watching them until she spoke.

“Wow, I knew you’d be popular with the girls.” Sophie said, bemused.

The School Teacher almost had a heart attack.

“Hi, Sophie.” Cassie and Eiko both said in unison as they stood up and began to get dressed.

Randy the School Teacher said nothing, too spent to think of anything good to say. He felt nervous and ashamed at being discovered like this, a slightly irrational emotion to feel since Sophie had caught him already last night with Sasha and Kelsey and had proceeded to have all sorts of hot sweaty sticky sex with her new employee right afterwards. Still, Randy blushed and made a vague attempt to cover his naughty parts.

The two school girls thanked The School Teacher, kissed him again, and then waved goodbye as they hurried out of the class. Sophie approached him, grinning from ear to ear like an uncommonly beautiful and well endowed Cheshire Cat. An obvious bulge pushed through the front of her skirt.

“Well, Mr. Turner.” Sophie began, “Think you have enough energy for me?”

As Eiko and Cassie left the classroom, happy and talking with each other, Cherry Maraschino watched, peeking around a corner, gripping the edge with white knuckles. She gritted her teeth and glared at them angrily. Damn, they’d gotten to him first. She sighed heavily and turned and walked away. She had thought about going in and talking to Mr. Turner, but she was too shy to face him, especially now that she was pretty sure she knew what had gone on in there.

Cherry’s heart swelled with uncontrollable love for The School Teacher, but her stomach was burning with jealousy of her two school mates, her mind was clouded with uncertainty about her ability to make her love for her teacher real, and her bladder was full from too many energy drinks, which we all know, don’t we dear readers, that you do not buy . . . you rent.

After a quick journey to the ladies room to take care of the more immediate energy drink problem, Cherry wandered the halls despondently, her books clutched close to her beating heart, feeling alone and depressed. Through the whole class, Randy Turner had never even once looked at her. He hadn’t even noticed her. Her heart beat with wonderful love for him, but he didn’t even know she existed. She sighed again, staring at the floor. Wasn’t she pretty enough? Wasn’t she sexy enough for him? Was she too short? Was her dick too small for him? What was wrong with her?

She entered the cafeteria area, empty at this time of day, except for Gustav who lay on one side lightly curled up and sleeping. He opened his eyes and looked at Cherry, his tail immediately starting to wag as she entered. Cherry dropped her books to one side absent mindedly. Overcome with emotion, Cherry began to sing. Cherry, despite how she felt about it herself, had a wonderful, Broadway worthy singing voice. But she was too self conscious to sing in front of anyone else, so she only sang when she was alone, and as such nobody knew what she was capable of.

Moving and twirling her arms, Cherry whipped into the song On My Own from Les Miserables,

“On my own Pretending he's beside me All alone I walk with him till morning Without him I feel his arms around me And when I lose my way I close my eyes And he has found me”

She belted out the song, singing with all the pent up passion and frustration in her chest, until she finally flopped down at one of the tables, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed miserably to herself. The sound of paws on the floor caused her to look up. Gustav trotted over to her and putting his front paws on the table, he leaned in and began to lick Cherry’s face.

As Cherry contemplated how Gustav was the only living thing that showed her true affection, and Gustav contemplated how much he liked the taste of salt, The School Teacher was contemplating what the Education Board’s maximum penalty was for sexual dalliances with a student with no prior complaints.

But very quickly, he was beginning to contemplate how good Principal Sophie’s lips felt when they were wrapped around his manhood.

But that, dear readers, is a story for another time . . .