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 Mf, Mff, size, school "Being Sex-Ed's Huge Cock Example"

   If you've ever been out of a job for any period of time, then you
understand this fact: work is WORK.  You will do almost anything when your
girl is bitching at you every night to make money.  Well I found myself in
this situation a couple weeks ago that I'd like to tell you about.

   I found myself skimming craigslist ads for help wanted and came across
something interesting.  The classified said, "Wanted: Man for penis size
comparison in school.  Exceptionally small or large a bonus!  Call...."

   I am a very well-endowed man.  I have a fat eight-incher that no woman
has ever said anything but, "Holy shit, that's huge!" or something similar,
the first time they saw me whip it out.  If eight doesn't sound that big to
you, that's because five-inch guys lie and say they are seven-inchers. 
Real seven-inchers lie and say they're nine.  However, I have an
honest-to-goodness eight inch-long cock that is 5.5 inches in
circumference. It is BIG!

   So this ad had my attention.  "In a school?" I remembered hearing the
new president for 2025 was very liberal with sex ed.  I did a quick search
on my mobile device and found that she had passed a new executive order
that sex ed was mandatory in every state, was a year-long class, and the
teachers had complete freedom with the content to show Americans what sex
is ACTUALLY like.

   "Holy shit," I murmured to myself.

   "What?" My wife was making breakfast and heard me.

   I thought quick and said, "The stock market yesterday.  Wow."

   "Oh." Somehow it had worked.  She went back to packing our 6-year-old's
lunch.

   As soon as my wife was out the door to drop the kids off at school and
day care, I called the number on the ad.

   "Hello?" a woman's voice said on the other line.

   "Hi, um.  I saw this ad in the paper about...  heh...  penis sizes...."
I let my words trail off.  I realized if his was a prank or wrong number, I
was about to feel really stupid or confuse the hell out of the person on
the other side of the call.

   "Oh, yes!  I put the ad up.  My name is Ms.  Mason.  Are you
interested?"

   I was surprised.  It seemed real!  "Well, yes, I guess."

   "Great.  What's your name, sir?"

   "Craig Averty."

   "So, Mr.  Averty, I'm a middle school sex ed teacher and I'm putting
together a live visual demonstration for my students on how there are
differences with their bodies and everyone elses' and how that's fine.  I
want to demonstrate that men have various sizes of penises.  I'd like to
have one very small penis, one very large penis, and one or two in the
middle.  The pay is $50 for the day." Ms.  Mason paused.  "Does this sound
like something you would be willing to do?"

   It still seemed a bit hard to believe for me.  Things had changed since
I was in middle school in the 2000's.  "So I'm going to show my penis to
middle schoolers?" I asked incredulously.

   A sigh came from the other end of the line.  "Yes, Mr.  Averty--"

   "Just Craig is fine."

   "Fine, Craig.  I know it's a big change from when you were young, but
these are current times.  There's no point in kids this age to be blocked
from seeing live naked people.  Any kid can find porn in a second on the
device in their pocket.  It's better to have live, adult, controlled
exposure to sexual themes in a professional environment rather than the
unrealistic, sometimes physically abusive exposure that porn has."

   "I...  suppose you are right." This Ms.  Mason was passionate about this
topic.  "Then I'll do it...  as long as I won't get arrested."

   "I promise you won't sir.  Now, some quick questions before we meet. 
First, do you have any STDs?  You must sign a form when I meet you, so you
might as well be honest now."

   "None, ma'am.  I swear.  Never had one either."

   "Good.  Okay, do you have any felonies or restraining orders against
y--"

   "Absolutely not."

   "Okay.  Last question: where do you think you'd fall in penis size? 
Small, medium, or large?"

   I grinned.  "Well, I'd say pretty large."

   "Oh?  How big are we talking, Craig?" There was a hint of excitement in
her voice.

   "With no exaggeration, I'm eight inches long and five and a half in
circumference."

   "Wow!  That IS big.  Are you sure you aren't adding an inch?"

   I chuckled.  It wasn't the first time a girl had to see it to believe
it. "I swear Ms.  Mason."

   "Well, I guess we will find out tomorrow." She quickly gave me the
details of the school and how to get in.  "Meet at 9:00.  My first class
isn't until 9:45, so we can sign the paperwork then."

   "Sounds good.  I'll be there."

   "Okay.  See you tomorrow Craig."

   ~~~

   I showed up at the middle school about ten minutes early and couldn't
help but feel extremely nervous.  I had agreed to show my big cock to
little middle-schoolers.  I walked up toward the front of the school and
saw something that made me realize how much things had changed since my day
and feel a little less nervous.  It was a hot August day at the beginning
of the school year.  A ring of students sat in the grass giggling and
talking.  There were two boys and several girls.  To my shock, two of the
girls were completely topless and one of the boys was nude except for his
backpack.  No one acknowledged their nakedness in any way.

   "Wow," I said to myself as I walked in the front doors.  I noticed a
sign just inside that said, "All clothes must be on inside the building,
this means boys and girls."

   I talked with the secretary, then was soon led back to a teacher's work
room.  I saw several teachers eating their breakfast or shuffling papers by
the copier.  When I entered, I got giggles and one said, "Ooh, another one
for you, Cindy."

   A second teacher chimed in, "I wonder if HE'S the big one?!"

   The room erupted with overly confident laughter at the odd situation.  I
saw a woman who I assumed to be Ms.  Mason--or Cindy, as I just found out.
She had three nervous-looking men near her looking at a photocopy of
something.  They all three looked up to study me as the slender brunette
walked toward me.

   "Craig?" she asked.  I nodded and she outstretched a slender hand as she
approached.  I took her hand and shook it.  She smiled and turned toward
the other men.  "All right.  That's everyone.  We can go to my room now."

   The other three men and myself followed awkwardly behind the young
teacher.  I studied her from behind as she led me down the white hallways
of the middle-school.  She wore a burgundy skirt that hugged her hips and
the curves of her legs.  It ended just above her knees.  She wore dark
pantyhose and cream-colored high heels.  Her shirt was a thin material that
looked like large, tropical flowers.  Underneath was a white tank top that
hugged her thin abdoman while she walked.  She looked to be around 28 years
old.  I found myself undressing her while she walked.

   Finally, she opened a door to let the four of us men enter.  The room's
lights flickered on to reveal a noisy mess of decorations on the walls. 
Body posters with how different drugs affect it stood tall along one wall.
Another wall had several food pyramids.

   Allong the back wall I was surprised to see images of fully naked men
and women.  Many of them were in different common sex positions.  There
were diagrams of how to put on a condom with real-life pictures of an erect
penis.  Things had certainly changed.

   The door closed behind the five of us.  The attractive young teacher
told us to sit.  We all did.  She handed out pens and started to talk about
what we would be paid, what we could and couldn't do in front of the
students, what we could say, etc.  I signed before hearing her out or
reading the entire paper.  Doesn't everyone do that?

   I was vaguely listening.  My own thoughts about what would soon happen
were distracting me.  Then something Cindy Mason suddenly stuck in my ears.

   "Wait, you said they are allowed to...  interact with us?"

   "Yes, Mr.  Averty.  That's what you..." she leaned over and looked at my
signed agreement form before continuing, "already signed your name to.  Is
that all right?"

   I replied, "Yes, that's fine.  I just--"

   The bell rang and a sudden mass of students flooded into the room.  The
day had started.

   ~~~

   There were fifteen minutes until another bell rang.  Then there was
twenty minutes of home room (some things never change), then the kids were
off their separate ways.  The room slowly filled up with students once
again.  They looked at us with confusion until one slightly chubby Asian
girl gasped and said, "This is penis size day!"

   The rest of the girls gasped as well and suddenly were giggling and
chattering so quickly I couldn't understand almost any of it.  They were
pointing at each of us and giggling, obviously wondering which of us was
which size.

   Eventually, the classroom was full.  I soon realized this was an all
girls class.  Us four men leaned against an unused table in the back of the
room.  Looks came at us from every direction in the room.  Some faces were
excited, some nervous, and some hinting at arousal at getting to see our
cocks.

   Class started and the young teacher explained the activity.  Each
student had their personal mobile device out expanded in resolution to be
tablet-sized, and was tapping and writing away with styluses.

   Finally, it was time.  After the initial lesson about the differences in
peoples bodies and a quick sharing activity, Ms.  Mason brought attention
to the four of us in the back of the room.  "These four gentlemen will be
our models for today.  I want to introduce to you Mr.  Miller." She
motioned for him to come to the front of the room.  "Please give Mr. 
Miller a hand for being here for us today."

   The room rang out in applause as the slightly short and chubby man of, I
guessed, thirty-five years, walked to the front of the room.  He stood
beside Cindy Mason awkwardly.  "Mr.  Miller here is our smallest penis for
today."

   I expected immature laughter to erupt like a volcano from these
teenagers, but I was shocked when they simply smiled quietly or looked
interested.

   Ms.  Mason continued, "Next we have Mr.  Oluwatumbe." More applause
erupted from the class as a thin, dark-skinned man wearing loafers, khaki
shorts, and a green polo walked to the front of the room.  "I'm especially
glad to have Mr.  Oluwatumbe here today to dispel a myth that many of you
may have heard....." she trailed off as if expecting the class to say
something they'd learned.

   Several hands shot up.  Ms.  Mason nodded toward one girl.  "Yes, Emma?"

   "That black men aren't necessarily bigger than other races."

   "Ethnicities," Ms.  Mason quickly corrected.  "But yes.  Good job, Emma.
Mr.  Oluwatumbe's parents immigrated here from Burkina Faso, a country in
west Africa.  He is not the biggest penis we have here today."

   Ms.  Mason nodded toward the other man standing at the back of the room
with me.  "Mr.  Gardner here is bigger than Mr.  Oluwatumbe." The class
applauded as the good-looking, older man walked forward.  He was an
attractive fifty-something with a dress shirt and dress pants that fit
snugly to his fit body.

   A girl blurted out, "Is that last guy the biggest, Ms.  Mason?"

   "Raise your hand, Olivia," she corrected.  "Mr.  Averty is our last
helper for the day.  Come forward, Mr.  Averty."

   I walked to the front of the room on the far side of the line of men. 
If I had to guess, from what the teacher'd said, it seemed as though we'd
lined up smallest to largest in front of the students.  Smallest to their
left, our right, and biggest (me) to their right, our left.

   I tried to not be awkward, but it was hard.  Dozens of fourteen and
fifteen-year-old eyes studied us four men up and down, taking in our
crotches at length.  I have large balls as well and I have a constant bulge
that I cannot hide if you look for it.  It seemed as though many had,
indeed noticed because girls were nudging each other, pointing at my
crotch, then whispering to each other.

   Ms.  Mason spoke over the class in a teacher-like way, "Now remember,
class: be mature.  No giggling or being rude.  Don't--"
One girl in the back scoffed, "This isn't the 2000's, Ms.  Mason.  We

won't."

   The teacher frowned, then let the comment slide.  "Fine.  Let's get to
it then."

   My heart jumped in my throat when she said those words.  It was time.  I
was about to do something that would have gotten a man immediately arrested
twenty years ago.

   "If you don't mind, gentlemen, please take your penises out through your
pants zipper."

   I looked nervously at the other men who returned my hesitation.  The guy
to my right...  Mr.  Gardner, shrugged, then undid his zipper and started
to reach for his cock.  The rest of us shrugged too and did the same.

   I unzipped my pants, shoved my hand in my pants and underwear, grabbed
my flaccid cock where it always resides down my right pants leg, lifted it
out, and let it flop out into the open air.  I pulled on it and pushed on
my jeans to get the full length out like I did whenever I waned my cock
sucked or admired.  The feeling of showing my cock to the hungry, eager
teen girls' eyes was electric.

   I looked down the line of other men and they had done the same.  I'd
guessed correctly.  The guy next to me had a fairly large, white,
circumcised penis that hung heavily in front of his pants.  The African guy
next to him showed a small, thumb-like nub that stuck out about an inch and
a half.  The last, somewhat chubby guy, had a cock that barely cleared the
fabric of his pants.  He pulled on it and pushed down the fabric and I
could see it stretched out at its max length about two inches, but when he
let go, it was like the fabric swallowed it back up and you could only see
the tip.  I had known that cocks that small existed...  but I'd never fully
grasped how small it could be.  The man looked back at me and glanced up
and down.  I wonder if he was thinking the same thing in reverse.

   The class of girls was remarkably well-behaved.  They stared slack-jawed
at us.  Lots of excited whispers hissed around the room, but mostly they
just stared.  I noticed eyes lingered the longest on mine.  I couldn't help
but stand proudly, the model of a huge cock to all these budding, newly
sexual creatures.  I grabbed my cock at the base and gave it one lift and a
heavy flop to amuse my audience.  It bounced and wiggled in front of me
with its own weight and the girls' eyes got wider and their jaws dropped
lower.  I felt like a celebrity.

   Ms.  Mason went to each of us and, as she'd explained earlier while I'd
been daydreaming, measured each of us flaccid.  She had cloth measuring
tape like a tailor used and called out each measurement to the class as she
went.  Each girl scribbled on their mobiles each digit as Ms.  Mason said
them.

   She got to me.  I was starting to feel a little less weird about this,
but still too nervous to be anything but completely flaccid.  I'm still a
solid shower when I'm soft, though.  Cindy seemed to be trying to be
professional, but when she got to me and studied my cock closely, she
looked me in the eyes and gave me an impressed nod with raised eyebrows. 
I'd proved what I'd said the day before.

   She bent down and I got a long, uninterrupted look down her blouse and
tank top.  She had firm, round breasts squeezed in a push-up bra under her
tank top.  I estimated they were about 32D.  Quite nice!  As she finished
measuring my girth, I felt my cock twinge and blood start to flow to it. 
She grabbed my cock and gently pushed the top of the measuring tape into my
abdomen at the top of my cock.  She then draped the measuring tape down the
front length of my cock and said, "Six when flaccid for Mr.  Avery.  Or
wait...  now it's six and a half." The class finally giggled at that. 
"You're working ahead, Mr.  Avery.  You aren't supposed to grow until the
next section of the activity."

   She stood and smiled at me now eye-to-eye.  It was obviously a friendly
joke.  I responded, "Well, what did you expect to happen when bending over
and grabbing my cock like that."

   The class laughed pleasantly.  I wasn't failing...  that was good.

   Ms.  Avery spoke for another couple minutes about our cocks and pointed
out several things.  Eventually, she said, "Okay, now the next part of the
activity.  We need to measure their lengths and girths when they are
aroused.

   My heart jumped in my throat again.  How had I not thought of that....
How was I supposed to get hard?

   Ms.  Mason seemed to read my mind and said, "Now, how are we supposed to
get them hard?" She turned to the class and waited for an answer.

   Many hands shot into the air.  "Yes Sophia?"

   "We have to be sexy.  Like...  get naked or talk dirty or...  touch
them."

   "Good answer, Spohia.  Now, what's the most important part of sex?"

   Cindy Mason asked the question in a way as if it was an answer they
should know but expected them to have forgotten.  After a moment of silence
and confused looks, she answered her own question, "Communication."

   "Ohh," many girls said in realization.

   "So, with that in mind, what could we do to help get them turned on?"

   Olivia blurted out again, "Ask them!"

   "Correct...  but again, Olivia, remember to raise your hand please."

   "Sorry, Ms.  M."

   Ms.  Mason turned to us and asked, "So, what turns you on?  Let's start
with you." she motioned toward the chubby man with the tiny penis.

   "Um...  I dunno.  Boobs, I guess."

   "Okay," Cindy Mason nodded and took a step to the right to stand in
front of the black man.  "And you?"

   The man frowned.  "I guess I like pretty much anything.  Like looking at
naked girls or being touched.  I like it all."

   The girls chuckled and the teacher nodded as if this was a fine answer.

   The next man said he was a sub--as in submissive.  Getting tied up,
forced to do things, spanked, etc.  turned him on more than anything.

   My turn.  "I honestly really like seeing a girl have an orgasm.  I don't
know if..." I motioned toward the classroom of teenage girls, "that can
happen with, you know.  If that's appropriate...."

   Ms.  Mason turned as if that was a completely acceptable answer.  She
announced, "I need volunteers.  Who would like to show their boobs to Mr.
Miller, rub them on him, and let him touch them?"

   To my surprise, a girl's hand went up in the middle of the room.  It was
Sophia.  "I'll do it, Ms.  Mason." The teacher nodded in approval.  Sophia
stood up to go to Mr.  Miller and added, "I'm a C cup and I have really
sensitive nipples." I realized these young teens were more in-touch and
comfortable with their sexuality than many adults I'd met!

   "Sounds good.  Now who would be happy to get naked for and play with Mr.
Oluwatumbe?"

   Two hands went up.  Two girls who sat next to each other had apparently
planned this together.  Ms.  Mason motioned for them to stand up.  "Okay,
both of you." They walked to the front of the class.

   "Now, who in here is a dom?" Several hands went up.  This was a
progressive school indeed.  Ms.  Mason pointed to the girl in the back who
had her hand raised.  It was the girl who'd been sarcastic with the teacher
earlier.  She had a dark, goth look to her, but not too drastic.  Nothing
like the pictures I'd seen from the 90's with white face paint and chains
everywhere.  The girls came forward with a sadistic, dominant grin.

   Ms.  Mason continued, "And lastly, who wants t--"

   Four hands shot up in the room.  A chorus of "Me!  Me!  Me!" was coming
from all of them.  One girl chimed in above the others, "I'm soaking wet
already!  Pick me!"

   Ms.  Mason quieted them, then asked, "Why not all four of you?  Come
on." All four girls rose from their seats, walked to me, then stood in
front of me staring at my heavy cock up close for the first time.  "Okay,
all four of you sit on those desks and masturbate for Mr.  Avery.  You have
to try to cum for him.  Do you remember what 'cum' means, class?" They all
did.

   "Now men, feel free to touch yourself or do whatever you have to to get
hard.  Just don't do anything to push the young ladies farther than they
want to go or hurt them...  unless they want you to.  Okay, go ahead,
ladies."

   With that, I watched in amazement as all of the girls went to their
tasks.  Next to me, Mr.  Mason's teenage girl got behind him and started
undoing his tie for a gag.  In front of me, all four girls leaned on the
edges of desks and started to paw at their bodies.  A couple looked fairly
inexperienced...  like they'd only done it alone in their bedrooms.  They
didn't know how to be sexy.  Another girl already had her hand down her
pants and stared at my cock hungrily.  However, the one to my furthest left
really got my attention.  She looked to be an 8th grader.  She looked like
perhaps her ancestors had been from Turkey or somewhere near there.  She
had dark, straight hair, a soft face, and curves that you wouldn't think
would fit on a fifteen-year-old.

   I felt my cock start to lengthen down the front of my pants and start to
lift itself from its limp position.  I impulsively put one hand around the
middle of my shaft and started tugging it as it hardened.  I watched this
sexual goddess in front of me move her eyes constantly from my eyes to my
cock.  She had unbuttoned most of her shirt and had one hand inside her
black, lacy push-up bra.  The other hand was slowly kneading the mound in
her yoga pants.  Her body contracting in, then out in motion with her hand
on her pussy.  I saw her eyes widen and mouth drop open as my cock became
harder and more erect.  As her eyes grew wider, her pace quickened with her
pussy rubbing.  The other three girls had increased their speed as well. 
One of the two inexperienced young ladies climaxed, letting out stifled
moans and grunts as her body jerked and writhed.

   Ms.  Mason's voice then floated over the room slowly, as if to wake us
all up from a dream.  "Oookaaayyy.  So if you will, ladies, keep doing what
you're doing to keep the men hard, but I want everyone to notice how
they're all stroking their cocks differently." Girls took notes quickly,
but my eyes were glued to the mass of writhing sexual youth in front of me.
"Now, let's get some measurements of their erect penises.  Keep going
ladies...."

   The young teacher again went to each man one-by-one and called out
measurements that the students wrote down.  She had to maneuver around the
teenagers who continued to flirt, touch, and masturbate around her. 
Sophia, the girl who had volunteered to show her C cup breasts to Mr. 
Miller was not topless.  Her shirt was on a desk nearby and her bra was
pushed down around her abdoman.  She had large, perky breasts that stood
out proudly from her chest.  She squeezed and twisted one nipple with one
hand and reached out and guided the chubby man's hand to her other while
Ms. Mason measured his cock.  "Two and a half inches long for Mr. 
Miller... and two inches in circumference."

   Ms.  Mason moved to the next man who had an incredibly sexy, lanky
teenage girl kissing his neck and rubbing his chest.  She was now only
wearing her lavender panties and matching bra.  "Four and a half long
and... three and a half circumference." The girls made notes.  Next.  "Six
and a half long..." she said with some admiring tone, "And four and a half
circumference." Again note taking.

   Then Ms.  Mason turned to measure me.  I took my hand away and my fully
erect cock stood out straight from my body.  The young teacher gasped and
said, "Oh, wow!  Mr.  Avery!  You weren't lying!" The class was dead silent
except for the sounds of four wet teenage pussies in front of me getting
rubbed furiously.  "You have a very large penis, Craig." I noticed the slip
of the first name.  "It's huge, even!" She seemed to shake herself out of
awe and began to measure my hard cock.  She again pressed the end of the
tape measure to my abdomen at the base of my cock and stretched it out
along its length.  "Okay, class...  this is a legit eight-incher!  We have
a real monster here, class." There were some gasps and awed whispers.  She
measured my cock's circumference then stood up with awe in her voice.

   "Class...  we have an eight inches long, five and a half around monster
cock here."

   As if the exact digits pushed her over the edge, the Turkish-looking
girl suddenly burst out into a huge, loud, violent orgasm.  She moaned so
loud the other classes nearby had to have heard it.  Her hand pummeled her
wet cunt and drips of clear pussy juice sprinkled the ground.  Her
classmate held out a hand to steady her as her legs went weak and she
leanded hard into the desk.

   After a moment of silence in the room after the loud, incredibly sexy
orgasm, Ms.  Mason said, "Wow, Alma.  That was a big orgasm."

   The turkish girl--Alma--just gasped heavily and nodded with her eyes
closed.  Ms Mason pressed her.  "Alma, what made you cum so hard?"

   She swallowed and opened her eyes to stare directly at my huge, rock
hard cock.  Then she quietly said, "It's just so...  big.  I don't know. 
It really turns me on."

   "I think you're in the process of becoming what we call a 'size queen',
Alma.  That's good!" Ms.  M turned to speak to the whole class.  "Everyone
has their own kinks, class.  It's healthy to figure out what they are
early."

   A student raised her hand.  Olivia, I think her name was.  The sexy
young teacher called on her.  "Ms.  M, you said we could ask our subjects
if we can touch them.  Is that still okay?"

   "Yes, Olivia.  That brings me to the next section of our lesson.  It is
the hands-on portion." The girls seemed excited by that.  "Remember class,
if they don't want to be touched, we have to respect that.  Also, if you do
not want to touch them, you do not have to.  This is a safe space.  No one
should ever force you to do more than what you want to do.

   With that, the teacher got every girl who said they wanted to try
touching us in a row and made sure all four of us men were okay with it. 
We, of course, were.

   Then one-by-one, the girls went down the row touching and playing with
each man's cock in turn.  They started with the smallest cock.  Before I
knew it, the first girl was in front of me on her knees.  She had an
incredibly long torso with small, perky tits high on her chest.  I guessed
they were A going on B cups.  She would look incredibly sexy naked.  She
reached a small, soft hand up and wrapped it around my cock.  I let out an
involuntary, low moan as she squeezed and tried slowly jerking me up and
down experimentally.  It was obviously the first time she'd ever done this
and realizing that made it even more sexy.

   She looked up at me with sexy, big, round eyes and looked nervous. 
Instincts kicked in and I consoled her.  "That's good.  What you are doing
is right."

   "Does it feel good?" her small voice floated up to me.

   "Oh yes.  It feels really good."

   She smiled and got a bit more bold.  Her jerking motion got longer and
quicker.  She was starting to enjoy herself.  "It's just so big!" she said
after a moment.  Even sexier....

   Then Ms.  M said for the girls to move stations.  This sexy little
thing's turn was up.  She looked heartbroken and said, "No!  I want to play
with Mr.  Averty some more!"

   I looked at the teacher with what must have beena pleading look, because
she seemed to change what she was about to say.  Then she said, "Fine,
Hunter.  His dick is big enough for two or maybe even three hands on it. 
The rest of you, move stations.

   To my surprise, another girl kneeled in front of me next to Hunter.  She
wrapped her hand around my cock as well closer to the base.  They giggled
as they realized they had to make their stroking go in unison.

   My head fell back and I stared at the ceiling.  This was unbelievable.
This was one of my wildest, darkest fantasies coming true.  I marveled at
their small little hands just barely being able to wrap around my fat cock.

   Then a new sensation made me gasp with suddenly quadrupled pleasure.  I
looked down to see the first girl, Hunter, with the head of my cock in her
mouth.  She looked up at me with her big, round eyes as if asking if it was
okay.  I couldn't say anything, so I just nodded approval.

   "Hunter!" Ms.  Mason's voice barked.  Sadly, the girl pulled her mouth
off my cock quickly and looked at her teacher with surprise.

   "What Ms.  M?  What'd I do?"

   "You broke a sexual rule, Hunter.  Did you ask him if you could suck his
cock before you did it"

   The girl dropped her head in shame, but kept her hand wrapped around my
cock alongside the second girl's.  "No."

   I chimed in eagerly.  "Oh, it's fine.  I promise."

   The teacher nodded.  "Okay, but they should know to ask permission
first. Go ahead, Hunter.  You can keep sucking his cock now.  Remember the
different techniques I taught you last week."

   "Yes Ms.  Mason." Her mouth returned to the end of my cock and I was in
heaven once again.

   Eventually Ms.  Mason barked for the girls to swap stations and Hunter
went back to her seat.  However, a new girl replaced her.  It seemed as
though all the other men got one girl to touch them but I got two.  I felt
special.

   I watched in drunken, blissful fog as girl after girl kneeled in front
of my big cock and jerked it, sucked it, and played with it.  Some tried
lickiing it, licking my balls, or trying both of their fists.  We soon
found out that four teenage girl hands would fit on the length of my cock
if they pressed them together.  Three hands on the shaft and the fourth
with the head of my cock filling their small hand like a baseball.  One
girl tried to deepthroat me but failed miserably.  Ms.  Mason explained
that it was a skill that took a lot of effort to develop.  She still got
about five inches in before gagging, though.  Not bad for a first try.

   The last girl came down the line of men.  It was the Turkish girl who'd
had the massive orgasm earlier.  She seemed to play with the other men only
passively while keeping her attention on the girls in front of her and my
cock.  Finally, she kneeled in front of me with another girl.  She reached
her tan hand up toward my cock and had a look of reverance on her face as
though she was touching the holy grail.  Slowly, she wrapped her slender
fingers around my cock, her middle finger and thumb just barely touching on
the top of my cock.  She looked up at me with deep, loving eyes that seemed
to crave my reassurance.  I smiled warmly and said, "That's it.  Your hand
feels great around my cock."

   She smiled and let out a tiny, cute giggle.  "It's just so big...  it
fills my hand.  It's so warm."

   She began to move her hand in rhythm with the other girl when the
teacher said for her to be done.  The three other men had no girls in front
of them.  Only this sexy, curvy, goddess in front of me and my cock in her
hand were the only things happening in the room.  Every eye in the room was
on this girl and my cock.  I watched in awe as the sexy girl slowly
positioned her mouth at the tip of my cock.  She swallowed hard, then
opened her lips and pushed her mouth over my cock.  I've never had a woman
as sexy as this girl on the end of my cock before.  She looked amazing, my
fat cock pushing her jaw down harshly.  Her eyes looked up to me for
approval and I found myself cradling her chin in my hand with affection.

   "That's it.  You're doing great."

   Ms.  Mason chimed in knowingly, "Alma, you're falling in love with this
huge cock, aren't you?"

   The girl nodded with my cock head and about an inch of my shaft still in
her mouth.  She hummed approval and I felt her voice vibrate through my
dick.

   This teenaged sexually budding goddess named Alma sucked and stroked me
for a beautiful, too-short thirty seconds until Ms.  Mason said that her
time was up.  My cock came out of her mouth with a wet pop and she looked
seriously sad.  I then realized that her hand had been down in her yoga
pants while she'd been sucking my cock.  She pulled her hand out of her
pants and I could see it was covered with her juices.

   As she walked back to her seat, another girl asked, "Can we have sex
with them if we want?  I know how...  my boyfriend and I have done it a few
times."

   "Not yet," the teacher answered.  "We haven't learned enough for full
sex yet.  However, there is one more part to this lesson.  It's about
ejaculation.  Cumming." The girls gasped and giggled.  "These men have kept
their dicks hard for you for a long time now.  If they don't cum, then...
what will happen?" It was a question for the class.

   One girl raised her hand then answered, "Blue balls!"

   "Correct.  It's fun to get a guy going for a long time, but it isn't
nice to leave him with blue balls.  If they are willing, the men will
ejaculate for you." All four men nodded approval.  "Okay, then.  Just as
there are different sizes of penises, men also cum different amounts too."
She turned to the men.  "How much do each of you usually cum?  Do you shoot
far, or dribble, or..."

   She trailed off.  It was our turn to answer.  I looked down the line of
men who were all stroking their cocks and looking a bit dazed.  The first
man with the tiny cock answered, "I don't know.  Average, I guess."

   The black man spoke next.  "I don't shoot a lot, but I can shoot far."

   The man next to me said, "I'm not the biggest dick in the room, but I
bet you I'm the biggest cummer.  I typically have really heavy loads."

   I was next.  "I'd also say average...  maybe above average."

   Ms.  Mason turned back to her class with a smile on her face.  "Okay
class," she started.  "Here's the final part of this activity.  Make them
cum.  Do whatever you want with them as long as they are okay with it and
see who can get a guy to squirt first.  Bonus points of you swallow or let
them squirt on you."

   This was too good to be true.  I started in awe as almost every girl in
the class jumped from their seat and clamored toward me.  Apparently I was
the cock they wanted to make cum.  Before I knew it, I had a sea of teenage
faces gathered around my cock all looking at it with anticipation.

   A girl that I didn't know the name of stood in front of me and pulled
off her hoodie.  She was very thin with a long, thin torso.  She had on
baggy sweat pants that were rolled down at the top to show more of her
tummy.  I was shocked to see the baggy hoodie reveal big, round tits that
did not fit with her thin, fourteen or fifteen-year-old body.  They were
fleshy mounds that were pushed up and together by a sports push-up bra that
was too small for her.  Apparently her tits had grown quickly and recently,
because it was apparent this bra was no longer big enough for her.  She
needed to go shopping for bras to hold her big, new, womanly tits
correctly.

   The girl smiled at me and undid the clasp behind her back.  The bra fell
and I was amazed to see her tits did not droop or sag at all!  They stood
out proud and perky in all their full, young, glory.  No woman of age had
tits like this!  Even by eighteen or nineteen, a girl with tits this size
were sagging.  This was the perfect age and point in this girl's life for
these tits.  They seemed to defy gravity.

   I stared at this impossibly hot girl while she started to squeeze and
pull on her tits and nipples.  One hand snaked down into her sweatpants and
started to moved over her pussy.  While I watched, I felt dozens of hands
stroking, feeling, and caressing my cock and balls.  Soon I felt a mouth on
the end of my cock and I tore my eyes away from the girl with perky tits to
look down.  One girl had the head of my cock filling her mouth.  Her tongue
was sneaking out spreading her mouth wider to lick the underside of my
cock. I watched as two other girls moved their heads in and started
licking, kissing, and sucking on the other two sides of my cock.  I was
getting a blowjob from three incredibly hot fourteen and fifteen-year-old
girls.  The funny thing is I was getting paid for it!

   I glanced over and the other three men were having a similar experience,
but with much fewer girls.  I watched as the black guy started to twitch
and thrust his hips toward a girl's face.  Apparently he had a thing for
the younger ones because this girl was probably the only sixth grader in
the class.  She was topless and her small developing breasts were suddenly
getting blasted by sprays of the black man's cum.  He hadn't lied, he shot
hard!

   Most in the room had noticed and when he was finished covering the girls
developing tits with cum, people cheered.  Ms.  Mason piped up, "Bonus
points for Sarah for getting her tits covered in cum!  Good job, Sarah!"

   That fuelled the girls on my cock to work with even more passion.  They
all wanted to be the one to get my cum and get bonus points.

   The girl with the perky tits was really getting into her masturbation by
then.  She watched the girls sucking and licking my cock while she rubbed
at her pussing inside her sweatpants.  She kneaded and squeezed her big,
perky tits aggressively.  She looked too good--I had to join in.

   I stood from where I'd been leaning against the table and the girls
attached to my cock pulled away in confusion.  I said, "You can keep doing
that, but follow me."

   I took a few steps to sit on the desk next to the perky tits girl and my
teenage entourage followed.  As soon as I sat I felt warm, wet mouths on my
cock again.

   The girl with the perky tits turned her head and looked into my eyes
with a burning lust that I'd only seen a few times in the past.  I asked,
"What's your name, honey?"

   "Jessie," she panted between breaths.

   "Jessie, I really want to make you cum.  Can I touch you?"

   "Oh, god yes, Mr.  Averty.  Please?"

   I put one hand on one of her big, firm, perky tits and squeezed.  She
moaned loud in response.  It felt amazing in my hand.  Soft but with the
firmness that I hadn't felt since I was a teenager myself.  I realized then
and there that no tits were better than newly grown perky tits like this. I
put my other hand in her sweatpants and felt a shortly trimmed bush and a
warm, wet heat that instantly covered my hand.  I put my middle finger
slightly in her pussy and pushed up on her g-spot while using my hand and
other fingers to stimulate the rest of her pussy.  I wondered if anyone
else had ever touched her like this before and actually know what they were
doing.  She moaned and leaned into my hand.  Within a few pumps of my hand,
I felt her body start to spasm and contract and she started up the hill
towards what seemed like would be a massive orgasm.  Her legs shot into the
air and she leaned back on the desk.  Legs twitching, her hands grasped
desperately at the school desk.  Her hips bucked from my manipulation of
her pussy.  Then she went over the edge and growled like an animal.

   Watching her writhe in ecxtacy make me feel my balls pull up and get
ready to cum as well.  The last thing I wanted was to cum yet.  I wanted
this experience to last as long as possible.  I left Jessie to writhe on
the desks in the afterglow of her orgasm and stood.  I pushed the girls
hands away.  They looked at me confused.  I didn't have an explanation for
them and searched desperately in my head for a reason for pushing them away
other than I was about to blow my load.

   My Turkish goddess Alma came to my rescue.  She was suddenly by my side
saying into my ear, "I have to fuck you, Mr.  Averty.  I don't care what
the teacher says."

   I turned to look at her inches from my face.  She had the same
animalistic, hungry, sexual look that Jessie had just had a moment ago. 
This girl wanted to fuck and I could tell nothing would stop her.  "I'm not
against that, but Ms.  Mason said not to."

   Another girl had an idea.  "I'll distract her.  When she's not looking,
fuck his big dick like crazy, okay?"

   We both agreed.  The girl walked to a large metal closet and pretended
to trip.  She crashed into the cabinet with a loud, metal noise and
immediately started to groan.  It worked!  Ms Mason ran to her side and
knelt down to see if she was alright.

   In an instant, Alma flung off her yoga pants and panties and mounted me.
She pushed me onto my back on the school desk and positioned her pussy over
my cock.  She then grabbed my big dick between her legs and guided it
toward her opening.  I was amazed at how huge my cock looked compared to
this young girl's thin torso.  I thought there was no way I would fit, but
she pressed down onto my cock.  The head of my cock pressed into her pussy
after a moment and she squeezed me tighter than I've ever felt before.  Her
face looked like like she was in pain, but the determination showed
through. She pumped up and down a few times pressing down harder each time.
Over the next few moments, I watched as more and more of my cock
disappeared into this teenage, dark-skinned sexual goddess.  Within about
thirty seconds, she pushed down hard and I watched as the last inch of my
huge cock disappeared inside her.  She sat on my waist and looked at me in
the eyes with awe and a slight look of pride.

   "You're completely inside of me," she said with wonder.  "I can't
believe I fit your huge cock inside my pussy."

   I barely managed to say, "Me neither." All I wanted to do was fuck this
amazingly beautiful young girl like an animal.

   I sat up and put my arms around Alma.  She looked confused but not
afraid.  I started slowly lifting her up my shaft, then letting her fall
down its length again.  She was surprisingly light.  I guessed about 85
pounds.  It was amazing to watch my eight inch thick shaft disappear into
this sexy young, small thing.  She looked into my eyes while I lifted her
up over and over, plunging my huge cock into her.

   "Alma!" I heard Ms.  Mason yell.  We both turned to see her no longer
distracted by the other girl.  She stood with her hands on her hips, but
her face betrayed her body language.  I could tell she was amused at the
ruse and turned on by what she saw.  "I said no sex, remember?"

   Alma responded in honest pleading, "I know Ms.  M, but I just had to
have his cock!  It's so big...  when will I ever get a chance to feel a
cock this big inside of me again?"

   The teacher nodded in agreement then actually laughed.  "Good point. 
You win.  You can continue."

   Alma looked back at me with glee, then wrapped her arms around my neck
and kissed me long and hard on the lips.  Then she pulled away with a huge
grin and said, "Fuck this fifteen-year-old pussy with your huge dick.  Fuck
it hard."

   She didn't have to tell me twice.  I picked her up and put her down in
front of me on the desk.  Everyone gathered around us to watch us fuck.  I
made a show of pulling my dick way out of her to show its full length, then
plunging it back into her young, warm pussy once again.  For a moment we
all became distracted as we heard the low moans of the other man who hadn't
come yet.  We all looked over to watch him pull his cock out of the throat
of a young black girl who was on her knees in front of him.  He jerked his
big white cock a few times, then thrust his hips toward her face.  We were
all shocked to see a massive, thick ribbon of cum shoot from his cock and
splash onto the black girl's face.  The first shot covered her face in
thick, white cum that showed well on her dark skin.  His second blast of
cum shot onto her chest, then the third on to her left tit, then the fourth
on to her right tit.  It was obvious he'd done this before.  He had his cum
blasts down to a science.  Several more splashes of a surprisingly large
amount of cum poured from his cock covering the young girl in a coating of
sticky cum.  Finally he slumped.  Then he smiled at us and said, "See?  I
wasn't lying.  Not the biggest cock, but I have the biggest nut."

   The girl coated in the man's cum was quite the turn on to see.  I turned
back to the girl I was still fucking and marveled at the beauty beneath me.
It was time.  I had to blow my load.  Everyone else returned attention back
to the two of us.  I noticed out of the corner of my eye that even Ms. 
Mason had one hand down her burgundy skirt and was rubbing her clit as she
watched.

   I began thrusting in earnest.  I would pull my cock all the way out so
only the head was insid this girl's tight, teenage pussy, then thrust all
the way back in.  It was a hard fucking that would have made most any woman
wince at the pain, but this girl seemed to love it!  She was going to be a
size queen, indeed!  I pumped in and out harder and faster and felt my
balls tighten and knew I was about to blow my load.

   Alma looked up at me, over her jostling, perky breasts and asked, "Are
you about to cum?"

   I nodded.  Any second....

   She said, "Cum on my belly, please.  I'm not on the pill."

   With that, I pulled out of her right before letting my load shoot all
over her flat, young, sexy tummy.  I shot several long, thick spurts onto
her tummy and even some onto her tits.  It wasn't half as much as the other
guy had shot, but it was a big load for me.

   Apparently watching my big cock shoot its big load onto her belly was
all most of the girls in the room could take.  About ten fourteen and
fifteen-year-old girls all simultaneously started to have long, loud
orgasms around me.  This included Alma beneath me.  She came hard without
any direct stimulation.  The entire time she came, she stared at my huge
cock that lay heavily on her belly.

   The moans slowly subsided and my cock slowly deflated and was heavy on
the girl's naked belly.  The room smelled like two dozen oversexed teenage
pussies and a decent amount of cum.

   Everyone slowly came out of their sexual bliss and picked up their
clothes, cleaned off hands, and got back to some shape of order.  Ms. 
Mason finished the class by talking about what happened.  Us four guys
returned back to the back of the room very tired and very happy.

   The bell rang and the girls filed out of the class all talking together
excitedly about what had happened.  Alma walked up to me before she left
and handed me a small piece of paper.  She then gave me a long kiss on the
lips and walked out without saying anything.

   I opened the piece of paper.  It had her phone number and said, "I have
to have your big cock again.  I can't live without it inside me.  Call me
soon."

   I felt my cock twitch in excitement.

   Ms.  Mason walked over to us with a big, satisfied smile.  "Well, I
think that went well.  What did you think?"

   All four of us agreed hastily.

   Then Ms.  Mason said something I'll never forget.  "Well, just four more
classes of this.  Think you guys are up for it?"

   The end.

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