Shokushu English Dept 2
The lesson appears to concern sexual imagery within popular fiction. This seems quite an advanced subject for young schoolgirls, but it could help explain why the pupils were so attentive and why the teacher was demonstrating such enthusiasm for her subject. You quickly become absorbed in the lesson, never having realised the complexity of writing about something as natural as sex.
Becoming involved in the lesson, you are taken by surprise when the teacher asks for a male volunteer to help demonstrate one of the more obscure references. With a start you realise that you are the only male around and all the students are looking at you and giggling. Rather sheepishly you stand up and make your way to the front of the class.
'Now sir, if you would just sit down here where the pupils can see clearly ....' The young teacher gestures you to a chair and you settle yourself down, feeling only slightly less uncomfortable than when you were standing up with thirty pairs of young female eyes mentally assessing you.
'Now class, you were all confused by the reference in this passage to a broad bean and how eating one could have any connection with sex. If you will watch carefully, I'm sure it will soon become clear. If you don't mind sir ...' With that the pretty young teacher squats between your legs and before you can react, upzips your slacks. Too stunned to do anything, you watch with mouth agape as she fishes into your pants and pulls your penis into the avid gaze of sixty young eyes. Despite the audience, you react automatically as she rubs you expertly to full erection with a practiced hand. You wince when she pulls your foreskin sharply back to expose the glistening head, while the students crowd around closer, jostling for a better view of your manhood. You hope it measures up to their expectations.
'Look closely class,' The teacher twists your erect prick this way and that so that each student can study its shape. 'See how the top section is shaped something like a broad bean? Even down to this part here,' you yelp as she catches the little slit with a sharp finger, 'which looks something like the place from which a root would grow. So you see, students, the reference was not to an actual broad bean but was rather an alliteration to the head of the male's penis.'
'Yes, miss. I can see that now,' chirped up one student with a wicked glint in her eye. 'But what about the reference to eating? Surely you cannot actually eat a man's ... err ... broad bean?'
Apparently willing to go to any lengths to educate her young charges, the pretty teacher leans forward without hesitation. You groan as her full lips close around the head of your dick. Unable to look any of the students in the eye, you focus on the woman's cleavage which gapes invitingly as she bends towards you. As the woman 's soft lips enfold you and she sucks steadily, you keep your eyes fixed on her voluptuous tits. Much of her bra is visible down the front of her dress and pale flesh swells attractively above its restraining harness. If only these damned girls were not surrounding you, you'd like to rip those clothes off and bury your rod into that deep soft cleavage. As she licks around the tip of your penis, you fantasize about shafting up and down the valley between her inviting tits while she pushes the soft mounds close about your thick cock. You can almost feel the big globes enfolding you and you lick your lips at the sensation.
With a start you realise that cool air is playing over your cock and the teacher is squatting back on her heels.
'Does that make it plain for you all?' she asks. Apparently it does. None of the young girls says anything, in fact they all look rather awed by the straining length of your engorged member. 'Well then, if you wouldn't mind taking your seat sir. And thank you for your assistance.' Somehow you manage to force your prick back into your slacks and zip up without decapitating yourself. Then you shuffle rather than walk to the back of the class and sit silently, face bright red while the teacher continues the lesson. Finally to your immense relief, the bell sounds and giggling students file out, looking at you from the corner of their eyes as they file past. Still half erect, you remain hunched over the desk until they have all left.