Naughty Lesson (The Futa Academy 3)(Futa-on-Female, College, Exhibitionism, Menage Erotica)

by Reed James

  Ava pulled away, her hands squeezing and kneading Elisabeta's heavy breasts. Elisabeta gasped as Ava pinched her fat, pink nipples, leaning back on her hands and shuddering in joy.

  “Playing with the breasts is very important,” I continued. “Your nipples are sensitive. The more you play with them, the more your partner will relax and warm up. And don't be afraid to use your mouth.”

  “Wow,” groaned Brynhildur as Ava leaned in and swirled her tongue about the pink nub. The Icelandic schoolgirl's hand drifted beneath her desk, her legs spreading apart. “Oh, wow, those are gorgeous.”

  “Aren't they?” I whispered in Zakiya's ear.

  The Arabic schoolgirl didn't answer. Her breasts rose swiftly as her hips shifted. Her dark eyes were locked on Ava's tongue playing with Elisabeta's hard nipple. I smiled, pulling Zakiya closer to me, loving her innocent trembles.

  “Now that Elisabeta is warmed up, Ava is kissing down to her pussy, ready to feast on Elisabeta's treasure,” I purred.

  “I'm so ready,” moaned Elisabeta.

  Ava looked at the class and winked at them as she knelt before Elisabeta. The German schoolgirl pushed up Elisabeta's tartan skirt exposing her pink panties. Ava rubbed her finger down Elisabeta's gusset, pushing the panties into her folds.

  “See how excited Elisabeta is?” I asked. “She's soaked through her gusset. She's ready to be pleasured.”

  Elisabeta lifted up her ass as Ava pulled down her pink panties, exposing her neatly-trimmed, brown bush drenched with her passion. My clit throbbed, swelling an inch. I couldn't wait much longer. I needed to fuck a pussy.

  “Ava, let's show off the parts of Elisabeta's pussy,” I purred. “See the plump lips surrounded her slit, those are her labia majora or her vulva. When you become excited, they swell a bit and darken. Now spread her open.”

  Ava's fingers spread open Elisabeta's tight slit, revealing her pink folds and her hymen across her pussy. Milky juices dripped down the pink flesh.

  “The inner lips are the labia minora. With some women, the labia minora protrudes out. Those folds are sensitive. So suck and play with them. Now at the crest where her labia join together is the clitoral hood. And you can see Elisabeta's clit is just peeking out.”

  Ava brushed it with her finger and Elisabeta let out a gasp, shuddering in delight.

  “The clit is very sensitive. You'll want to play with your lover's clit as much as possible. She'll love it.”

  “Uh-huh,” panted Elisabeta.

  “Now covering the opening to her vaginal canal, or her pussy, is her hymen.” I licked my lips. “As you can see, the hymen has small openings in it. You can worm a finger through like you would a tampon. Then you can finger-fuck your partner. Okay, Ava, make her cum.”

  Ava groaned and buried her face between Elisabeta's pussy, licking and sucking with wild abandon. Elisabeta groaned, her hips shifting as she savored the delicious sensations churned by the German schoolgirl's skilled tongue.

  Elisabeta's hips writhed and she leaned back on her elbows, her heavy tits heaving and jiggling as she squirmed. Ava's mouth was noisy, slurping and sucking as she tongued Elisabeta. My clit grew another inch, pressing against the front of my skirt. I was so close to losing control and sprouting my futa-cock.

  “Doesn't Elisabeta look like she's enjoying herself?” I purred in Zakiya's ear.

  “Y-yes,” the Arabic girl whispered.

  “Don't you want to feel the same delight?”

  Zakiya squirmed, her mouth working. “Allah help me, I do. I want it so bad. My body's on fire, Miss Ursula.”

  “Good. Because I'll be showing another way to have safe sex with you.”

  Zakiya's dark eyes widened and she shuddered.

  “Eat her pussy,” hissed Brynhildur as she fingered her pussy.

  The other girls were all touching themselves. Qui had unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her budding breasts and dark-brown nipples. She pinched and rolled them as she watched with glassy eyes. Rika's panties were around her ankles, her feet up on her desk as both hands plunged between her thighs, rubbing at her pussy.

  The room reeked of feminine delights.

  “Oh, Ava,” moaned Elisabeta. “You're making my pussy scream in delight. I'm going to orgasm! Oh, yes!”

  Elisabeta's hips bucked. She let out a loud scream as her climax burst from her lungs. Her pale thighs tightened about Ava's head, pinning the German schoolgirl to her pussy. Ava drank down every juice, squirming and moaning as she pleasured the cumming Portuguese girl.

  “Yes, yes,” panted Elisabeta, her breasts heaving, sweat trickling down her round mounds. “Oh, Ava, you were wonderful.”

  “Thanks,” Ava purred, standing up, her face drenched in pussy juices.

  “Let's give Ava and Elisabeta round of applause for their demonstration.”

  The girls clapped and cheered enthusiastically, and Ava curtsied cutely, lifting up her skirt to reveal her drenched panties while Elisabeta waved, her breasts bouncing.

  “Elisabeta, take Ava back to her desk and return the favor,” I smiled, then looked out at my class. “Reciprocation is very important. If a hot girl goes down on you and makes you cum, you need to return the favor and eat her pussy until she creams your lips.”

  Ava pulled Elisabeta back to her desk, eager for her orgasm.

  “Now there is another way to have safe sex,” I told the class, guiding Zakiya to my desk. “And that's with a futa.”

  “What's a futa?” Zakiya asked as I peeled off her blouse, exposing her dusky breasts encased in a simple, white bra.

  “A futa is an amazing woman that has something extra given to her by the Goddess Aphrodite,” I purred, unclasping Zakiya's bra. Her tits were lovely, paler than her face, and topped with small, brown nipples. I pinched one, savoring the girl's shudder.

  “What makes a futa special?” Rika asked as she licked her fingers clean of her juices.

  I peeled off my own blouse and dropped my skirt. Zakiya was the only one that could see my clit spout into a thick, throbbing cock. She gasped, her breasts shaking as her hands went to her mouth. She shuddered.

  “How do you have that, Miss Ursula?” Zakiya gasped. “Are you a Djinn?”

  “I'm a futa,” I answered.

  “What does she have?” moaned Brynhildur.

  “A...a...penis,” Zakiya moaned.

  I turned around, exposing my hard cock to the classroom. Brynhildur's eyes widened and the girl shuddered as her orgasm rippled through her body. “So hot! She has a cock! Oh, fuck! So hot!”

  “A futa is a woman that Aphrodite has blessed with a cock,” I purred, stroking my shaft. “I can fuck you all and not knock a single one of you up. You can be loved and pleased by a woman, and then experience the bliss of a cock reaming your pussy. No man can ever satisfy you as fully as a woman with a cock.”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” panted Brynhildur as she shuddered one last time. “That's so hot.”

  “Zakiya, are you ready to lose your virginity?”

  The Arabic schoolgirl's eyes widened as I reached beneath her skirt and ripped down her white panties. “You can't, Miss Ursula. It's such a sin.”

  I reached a hand between her thighs, stroking her wet pussy covered by a thick bush. “Sweetie, loving another woman is never a sin. Aphrodite said so. She's a real Goddess, and she loves you and wants you to be happy.”

  I leaned over and sucked on her hard nipple. She gasped and shuddered as I swirled and sucked her nub. Her hands reached out, resting on my shoulders. She looked down at me in awe, soft sighs escaping her lips.

  “You...you mean that,” she whispered. “Aphrodite is real and it's okay for us to...”

  “Fuck?” I asked as I kissed over to other round breast.

  She nodded her head.

  “Yes, it is,” I purred. “We can fuck and suck and love each other. It's what women are supposed to do. Men are the mistake. One day, we'll turn them all into women and the world will be peaceful. Doesn't that sound wonder
ful?”

  “I...I guess,” she moaned, her hips squirming. “But my pussy is so hot, I really can't think.”

  “Do you need my hard cock inside you?” I asked, my fingers rubbing at her clit.

  “Oh, yes, Miss Ursula,” she panted. “Oh, yes. I can't think. I need to be fucked. Please. Please. I need it.”

  I licked up to her lips, nuzzling at her neck on the way. I kissed her sweet mouth, thrusting my tongue in as her legs wrapped around my hips. Her hands slid up my side and, with hesitation, grasped my breasts and squeezed them.

  Zakiya moaned into my lips as she delighted in the feel of my breasts. I pulled her tight, letting our nipples press together as my hard cock nudged at her hot pussy. I thrust, my cock sliding about her lips and brushing her clit, not quite finding her hymen and the entrance to her pussy.

  “Oh, Miss Ursula,” she moaned, breaking the kiss. “I need your cock in me. Oh, please. I'm on fire.”

  “Then reach down, grab my cock, and guide me to your pussy,” I purred into her ear. “Then I'll pop your cherry and make you cum.”

  Her hand slid down my side, her fingers trembling. I licked and sucked on her ear, moaning my encouragement as she reached between my thighs. Her delicate fingers found my hard cock, sliding up my shaft. She guided me, sliding me through her hot flesh until I pressed against her hymen.

  “Do it! Make me a woman,” moaned Zakiya.

  I thrust forward.

  Zakiya gasped, liquid and throaty as my thick cock ripped through her cherry. She spasmed in pain, her pussy clenching tight about my invading cock. I pinched her nipple with one hand, my lips whispering in her ear. “Just relax and enjoy it. Your body was made to be loved by a futa.”

  I drew back and slammed in. She shuddered, bucking into my thrust.

  “Oh, Miss Ursula,” she gasped, throwing back her head. “Oh, Miss Ursula, that's amazing. Oh, wow.”

  “Tell the class how wonderful a futa-cock feels taking your cherry.”

  “So good,” gasped Zakiya, throwing back her head as I fucked her pussy with slow, deep thrusts. “She's a hot rod spreading me open. Oh, wow. The pleasure is intense. Every time she thrusts into me there's another wave of bliss washing through me.”

  “Does it hurt?” Rika asked.

  “For a moment. And then the pleasure began.” Zakiya squealed, shuddering beneath my thrusts. “I've never felt anything like it. Oh, yes, Miss Ursula. Oh, wow, something's building inside me.”

  “That's your cum,” I purred, thrusting harder.

  I savored her tight, formerly pristine pussy. She clung to me, gripping me with her innocence. Our flesh slapped together as I fucked her. Zakiya humped into my thrusts, her hips undulating, moved by the new pleasure spurring through her. She was inspired to get as much bliss as she could out of our rutting.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “She's so wonderful. Her pussy is massaging my cock! Oh, girls, being a futa is amazing.”

  “You're so lucky,” panted Brynhildur. “Oh, it would be so wild to have a futa-cock.”

  “One day,” I panted, my hips undulating. “One day you could have your own.”

  “Oh, don't tease me,” she moaned.

  “If you're good, maybe I'll give you one.”

  “I'll be good!” Zakiya gasped in my ear. “This is so amazing. I want one, Miss Ursula.”

  I grinned, savoring the corruption of this pure girl into the hedonist love of Aphrodite. “Mmm, you're my futa-slut now,” I purred, nipping her ear.

  “I...I am.” Zakiya shuddered, her pussy rippling about my cock. “Oh, yes, I am!” she screamed as her orgasm exploded through her. She gasped and bucked, my desk creaking as her pussy convulsed and massaged my cock with virgin silk.

  “Hear how loud she came, class?” I panted, slamming harder. “Do you hear the passion of her voice? She just came hard.”

  “I hear it!” moaned Brynhildur.

  “Me, too,” gasped Rika. “Ohh, I wish I had someone touching my pussy right now.”

  “Fuck it,” Natasza moaned. I heard a chair scrape across the floor. I threw a look. The Polish schoolgirl fell to her knees, pushing Rika's legs apart, and diving into the Dutch girl's crotch.

  “Oh, wow,” groaned Rika. “Oh, Natasza. Ooh, that's lovely.”

  “That's it, class. Embrace your love of each other's bodies. No woman should fear pleasuring another.”

  The room brimmed with youthful lust. Moans and gasps joined the slap of my flesh into Zakiya. The Arabic schoolgirl's thighs wrapped tight about my waist, pulling me into her tight furnace. She moaned and gasped, humping hard, eager for another climax.

  My cock throbbed in her juicy depths. “Cum again, slut,” I hissed, “and I'll flood your pussy with so much spunk.”

  “Oh, yes. I'm so close. I want to feel you cum in me, Miss Ursula.”

  I slammed into her, my pubic bone grinding on her aching clit. Our breasts smashed together as our lips locked in a furious kiss. My cock throbbed, aching to cum. I plumbed the very depths of her pussy.

  Zakiya squealed into my lips as she came.

  Hot, wet tissue massaged my cock.

  The excitement burst inside me. My pussy clenched and throbbed. Juices flooded down my thighs. My cock erupted.

  I threw my head back, my blonde hair whipping about, and screamed, “Aphrodite, yes!” My cock flooded her formerly virgin cunt. I despoiled her innocence fully and brought another woman into the fold of Aphrodite.

  I pulled out, pushing Zakiya's thighs apart. “Look at this delicious creampie,” I purred, my spunk dripping out of Zakiya's well-fucked pussy. “Who wants to clean up this tasty treat?”

  “I do!” squealed Brynhildur, the Icelandic schoolgirl bolting out of her desk and rushing forward. With a gleeful moan, she fell to her knees and buried her face into Zakiya's pussy, lapping up my cum and the Arabic girl's cream.

  My cock throbbed, still thrusting hard before me. Brynhildur's ass swayed, her tartan skirt swirling about as she feasted on the creampie I made. I stroked my dripping dick and knew which cherry I was popping next.

  I fell to my knees behind Brynhildur. Behind me, the class had devolved into a sapphic orgy, clothes flying as the girls were lost to their lust, feasting on each other's virgin flesh. It was a bacchanal, one dedicated to the majesty of Aphrodite instead of the disgusting god Dionysus.

  I lifted the Icelandic slut's skirt, discovering her naked ass. She had discarded her panties at some point. I rubbed my cock through the crack of her ass, then moved lower until I found the dripping heat of her pussy. Her blonde pubes tickled the tip of my cock as I massaged her slit.

  “Pop my cherry, Miss Ursula,” moaned Brynhildur. “My pussy is on fire for your thick sword!”

  I thrust, savoring her hymen stretching before my cock and snapping as I buried into her virgin depths. Her pussy was hot and tight. She massaged me in different spots than Zakiya—every pussy was different and equally wonderful. I drew back and slammed in, fucking her hard. The schoolgirl bucked into my thrusts as she feasted on Zakiya, moaning as she slurped and licked.

  I loved every second of her tight cunt. I worked my hips, tossing back my head as I groaned, “Thank you, Aphrodite. Oh, yes! Are we all loving the Goddess right now?”

  A chorus of throaty yeses answered.

  Everywhere I looked in my classroom, there was a virgin, naked schoolgirl feasting on another. Ava knelt before Clara, the Catalan beauty using Ava's pigtails as handlebars as she writhed her pussy into the German slut's mouth. Natasza was pressed up against the large window as Qui licked her ass.

  So wonderful.

  I thrust harder, my passion mounting. Brynhildur shuddered beneath me, her lips locked to Zakiya's pussy. The dusky Arabic girl moaned and panted, shuddering on the desk as orgasm after orgasm burst through her body.

  Brynhildur let out a throaty moaned, pushing her hips back. Her pussy went wild about my cock. I smacked her ass. “Are you cumming, slut?”

  “Yes, Mi
ss Ursula,” she moaned, looking over her shoulder, her lips sticky with Zakiya's cream. I leaned over, rubbing my breasts on the slut's white blouse, and kissed her lips. I hammered her pussy as I savored Zakiya's sweet pussy juices and the salty bliss of my cum.

  My cock was about to erupt. Brynhildur's pussy was amazing. I—

  The door opened.

  I looked over to witness Miss Tatiana stride in, a look of shocked horror crossing her beautiful, stern face. Her gaze snapped over to me, my cock buried into the depths of my student's body. I shuddered, savoring the thrill of surprising this woman.

  “Take my cum, slut!” I shouted, my breasts heaving.

  I erupted into Brynhildur's pussy beneath the Head Mistress's shocked gaze.

  “What is the meaning of this, Miss Ursula?” Tatiana snapped, her hands going to her hips. “What debauchery have you lead my sweet girls into?”

  I pulled out Brynhildur's well-fucked cunt, my white cum dripping out. Miss Tatiana's eyes widened as she saw my cock, the blood draining from her lips. I smiled, turning to face her as I stood, my cock waving before her.

  “I'm teaching safe sex,” I purred.

  “Wh-what is that?” She pointed at my cock.

  “Isn't it obvious?” I asked as walked towards her, my hand stroking my dripping shaft.

  “Why do you have a penis? You didn't tell me you were a transgender.”

  “I'm all woman,” I purred, lifting my cock to show my pussy lips. I stirred a finger through my hot silk. “Mmm, I just have something extra. Isn't it a lovely cock? My students seem to think so.”

  “This is a travesty,” she barked. “You are fired! Get your filthy ass out of here. What type of degenerate pervert—”

  I kissed her, rubbing my cock against her dark-brown skirt, smearing it with pinkish cum and virgin cream. Her mouth froze as I moaned into the kiss. I worked my lips, my hands resting on her side, stroking up and down her body.

  She finally jerked back. “Miss Ursula,” she panted, licking her lips. “What are you doing?”

  “Class, who wants to see the beautiful Miss Tatiana's naked body?”

  The Head Mistress's eyes goggled.