The instructor was a sexy older woman with auburn tresses that were pinned up in a loose bun. The suit she wore looked extremely conservative, like the sort of thing an attorney would wear. It was only the fact that it was made of a glossy black PVC material, with an extremely short skirt and platform heels, that made her appear more dominant.
As she walked around to her desk, Scott noticed that the back of her skirt was hiked up a bit, revealing the curvy cheeks of her ass, and her lack of panties. Either she hadn't noticed the new student getting a blowjob from his classmate, or she was accustomed to this sort of thing. Whatever it was, Scott felt a twinge of lust go through him at the sight of the cougar.
"I apologize for my tardiness, class. Mr. Pickens needed my help . . . disciplining a couple of students." Mrs. Grayson's emphasis on 'discipline' indicated something more had occurred.
Meanwhile, Tanya had planted a series of light kisses up the shaft of Scott's big cock, culminating with a long wet kiss on his tip, before continuing to suck him off.
Mrs. Grayson took out several documents and placed them on her desk. "I've had a chance to review the erotic short stories that each of you wrote four days ago. I've taken notes on them, which I'll be e-mailing to you after class. Now, if Miss Roebson can tear herself away from the new student's cock, I'll explain the variation on what we'll be doing today."
A few giggles came from some of the female students, as Tanya eased her head off of her Southern boyfriend's hardon. The two of them managed to compose themselves, making themselves semi-decent.
"Anyway, today, you're each going to read one of your classmate's stories. To make things interesting, I've included a story of my own. Also, I've removed names from the stories, to avoid any bias in your judgment. I'd like you to take notes on the story, dropping them off with me as you leave. And one more thing: feel free to pleasure yourselves or the person next to you -" Mrs. Grayson's look suddenly gained a level of sternness that would've panicked a Spetsnaz commando " - but nobody had better dare orgasm. At least, not until the last ten minutes of class. Then, of course, feel free to go nuts."
As the students headed up front to pick up an essay, Scott and Tanya were stopped momentarily by a touch on the arm from Mrs. Grayson.
"Welcome to the Academy, Mr. Dorian. And one thing: If you and Miss Roebson can avoid touching each other for the remainder of class, I'll be glad to share the reward with her at the end."
"Certainly, ma'am. Thanks." Picking up an essay, glancing over at the desks he and Tanya were at, Scott realized there were students bordering their opposite sides that would keep them under control. On his side, a girl with dark blond hair and glasses, clad in extremely conservative clothing, seemed to have about as much interest in sex as a nun. To Tanya's left, a rather androgynous-looking dark-haired male (at least, Scott thought he was male) was in the process of getting out writing utensils for this 'experiment'.
Taking out a notebook and pen, Scott settled in for a reading session.
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