WARNING: The following story contains strong adult themes including hardcore hetero and homosexual acts, various fetishes and ideology not suited for certain religious beliefs. These kinds of material, and various others featured in this story, are not suited for younger readers. Reading discretion is advised.
Chapter Two: Introduction to Sex Ed
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Getting his key into the lock, the house-sitter got himself inside of the foyer. Checking around, he was hoping to find a nude woman walking about, enjoying a cup of hot coffee and eating a warm breakfast made by a sexy maid. But there was no one up and completely silent. Was he the only one here? Steph’s car was parked out in front of the garage, so he thought she could have taken the bus to go to school. Now thinking the manor is empty, Tony made his way upstairs and into the porn star’s room to continue on watching her collection.
Tony cracked the door open and peeked inside to find his assumption to be wrong. Sleeping in her bed, Steph had her naked top exposed and sleeping soundly, her torso rising up and down from her steady breathing. The boy’s face turned red from seeing a real naked woman sleeping in her bed, her breasts exposed, and his pants started tightening up from his unexpected excitement. He didn’t imagine to be seeing Steph like this, especially seeing her sleeping in the nude, and he began to come up with ideas on how he can…
He stopped his perverted thoughts and realized that he needs to wake her up. She told him that today was her first day of working at the high school and it was his duty to wake her up if she was still asleep. But she didn’t tell him how to wake her up. His mind got back into its previous state of perverted things to do to the sleeping girl. He really could take advantage of this situation and finally get somewhere with a girl, but he doesn’t want to make Steph late for work.
Sighing, the sitter made his way up to the side where Steph was leaning off of and began his attempts to wake her. The bulge in his pants got bigger with each step, his mind screaming at him to take it out and start masturbating. He fought the urge and continued on, finally getting in arm’s reach of the sleeping star and he stood there in awe of Steph’s body. He’s seen the naked star plenty of times in scenes featuring her, but this marked the rare occasion of meeting her in person and seeing her topless, and sleeping too.
Tony’s hand reached out to grab a shoulder and shake her, but it veered off to grab a breast. It grabbed on, squeezing lightly on the C-cup breast. Her pink nipples were erect, either from the coldness or from something she was dreaming of, or maybe both. Steph felt soft in his hand and he really wanted to tease it to wake her up, but he didn’t want to do that. But this might do the trick. Taking his hand, he gently massages the breast, getting Steph to moan slightly from the touch, and he bent down to talk into the woman’s ear.
“Ms. Silverlight? Ms. Silverlight, please wake up,” he said softly. “It’s time for you to get up and go to school.”
Steph stirred slightly, expecting to wake up, but her body relaxed and went back to sleep. Tony sighed and placed a hand to his face. This was going to be harder if she’s a heavy sleeper. Strangely, a hand reached over to grab onto his trousers, right where his erection is, and he flinched. Peering down, Tony found Steph’s hand grabbing on to his penis tightly, with her still sleeping, and her other hand reached over to start pulling his pants off! Wait, what is she doing?
“Where’re you going, Timmy?” mumbled Steph in her slumber. “Me and Amy haven’t got our fill yet… please take your pants off…”
Tony got his hand off of Steph and tried to step back, but didn’t thanks to the woman’s grasp. Steph shifted from her position and got her hands working away at removing Tony’s trousers. The sitter is surprised that she’s doing this without looking, maybe because she is so used to this, and he finally got his cock out and sticking right in front of Steph. With the throbbing member out, the star took a hand and started stroking Tony off before her tongue started licking his shaft.
Is she… Is she giving him a blowjob in her sleep?
The sitter couldn’t believe what he is seeing. Here is Steph grabbing on to his manhood and licking it like ice cream, all while sleeping! Could she really be sleep-fellating him, or is he dreaming all of this? One thing is certain is that this is happening and Tony is confused about what to do. He needs to wake Steph up, but he is enjoying her sleepy blowjob and didn’t want her to stop. Tony snapped out of his spell and nudged her slightly again, this time getting a reaction from the porn star.
Steph’s eyes opened up, her vision blurred from tiredness, and she stared at the person in front of her before looking down at the penis in her mouth. Once things started clicking in her mind, her eyes flew open and spit Tony out of her mouth. Steph crawled back in horror upon knowing what she was doing, and she calmed down once she knew who is front of her. Looking over to her nightstand, she found her clock to be silent, apparently her alarm hasn’t been set, and her eyes lit up in horror again when she noticed the time.
The naked woman flew out of bed, knocking Tony down on the floor, and Steph rushed into her bathroom to get herself cleaned up. Grabbing some make-up and other beauty products, she burst out and made her way out of the room, running out into the open and heading downstairs to continue on with her morning. Tony got up and headed out of the room, looking down to find Steph rushing about putting on her work outfit.
Tony made his way down the stairs and headed into the kitchen. He found Steph going about, taking food out of the refrigerator. “Uh, is everything all right Ms. Silverlight?” he asked nicely.
“Shit, shit, shit!” the star proclaimed, stuck in a loop as she rushed about her kitchen and throwing food around. “I’m late! I’m late! I’m late!”
“And how late are you?” Tony asked. “School doesn’t start until nine and it’s 8:35.”
“I know that Tony, that’s why I’m rushing!” Steph barked, not looking at the sitter. “I’ve spent all night working on my plans, figuring out what I’m going to be doing for the next few weeks, went to sleep for four hours and now I wake up with your cock in my face and me rushing around my kitchen trying to get something in my stomach!”
“But, uh… do you need any help? I could take some stuff out to your car and maybe get you…”
“No thanks Tony, I got everything under…” Steph looked around the room, patting her body for something, and she scanned along the surfaces for something. “Have you seen my keys?”
The sitter wanted to tell Steph there was something else she was missing other than her car keys, his eyes moving across her roughly-dressed body to find some unnecessary details. His face turned red once again, his mind scrambling with things to say to her, and he shrugged his more perverted thoughts off as he made his way upstairs. Steph watched the boy head into her room, wondering what the boy was doing before she went on with her business.
After a few minutes, Steph found herself at her front door, getting her clothes straighten out and her supplies by her side. Tony came rushing down the stairs, carrying a pair of underwear in hand, and Steph looked at the boy wondering why he got her underwear. “If you were looking for my keys, I had them with my school stuff,” she said. “It was nice you helped, but really I should be going. And you might want to put back my undies.”
“Um… it wasn’t that, Ms. Silverlight,” Tony said softly. “I… I want…”
An eyebrow went up, making the star question just what kind of boy Tony is. “Oh, you’re into that sort of thing?” she asked, causing the sitter to blush mad and shake his head furiously. A small giggle escaped her lips. “It’s all right Tony! You can keep them if you want.”
“No! I’m saying you should take them!” the boy stated, giving the star her underwear. Steph began to wonder what has gotten into the blond as Tony tried to get over his embarrassment. “Look, I’m just trying to help you out. I’m trying to say is that you’re…”
“It’s all right Tony,” Steph echoed, patting the blond. “I know you’re trying to look out for me, but I’m a grown woman. I’m sure I can handle a bunch of rowdy, immature teens.”
The ginger opened her door and shut it behind her, leaving the sitter alone in the manor. The door opened up and Tony looked over his shoulder to find Steph staring up at him. “Oh, and thanks for waking me up. Consider that blowjob your tip for today.”
A smile grew on Tony’s face, feeling glad that Steph isn’t mad at him for earlier. The door shut, once again leaving the boy alone, and Tony made his way back into Steph’s room to continue on with his viewing party. When he got in, Tony look over at the nightstand and found the copy of the Sex Education book, and he walked up to pick the book up. He got the book off of the nightstand and began examining its interior, looking through to see what’s inside of the book, and from the pages a disk dropped out and onto the floor.
Outside, Steph got towards her car and unlocked the door. She stepped inside of her car, placing all of her stuff in the passenger seat, and she got herself comfortable in the driver seat. “All right, I got my plans, my keys, my wallet, my breakfast and my make-up,” the ginger mumbled to herself, adjusting her clothes. “Now all I need to do is beat traffic, get to IDHS, find my classroom and start teaching.”
Steph got her car running, put it in reverse and made its way out of her driveway. After getting her car straighten out, the star got rolling on the road and make her way to her new job. Lucky for her, traffic isn’t as bad as she thought, with her only spending her time at stoplights. During her stops, she applied her make-up and cleaned up, getting her to look presentable to her class. Even with her history as someone who gets paid for sex, she doesn’t want to look like the part and look more like she belongs in the workplace.
Ten minutes of driving and Steph found herself stuck in the middle of late minute arrivals for students. She made her way through the mess and into the teachers’ parking lot, finding an open spot close to the building, and she fit into her spot with no problems. Steph got out of her car, grabbing her stuff on the way out, and she made her way up to the door. On the way up, she noticed a man dressed in a dark red suit, thick glasses perched on his face and slicked back blond hair waiting by the door, staring at her with coal black eyes.
“Well, good morning to you,” said the teacher. “You are Ms. Silverlight, correct?”
“I am,” she answered, extending it out to shake. “You’re the teacher that’s going to show me to my room?”
“I’m Mr. Bertram Kutcher, and yes I’m here to escort you to your new classroom,” the man replied, adjusting his glasses. “I teach Biology in the science wing and your class, revolting as it is,” and he muffled that part through his hand, “is right next door to mine.”
“Well, that’s definitely convenient!” the ginger stated happily before her eyes narrowed. Great, just what she needed. Some prick who thinks her teaching is too vulgar and shouldn’t be taught in any sort of school system. Her stomach began to twist. “Tell me Bertram, is there anything you find revolting about sex?”
A low grunt emerged from Kutcher’s mouth and he leaned back against his post, adjusting his glasses with one finger. “I don’t see how our educational leaders think it’s all right to allow our students this kind of education!” he remarked. “If today’s generation really thinks that it’s all right to be taught sex in any classroom, then they should learn it elsewhere other than school.”
“I don’t know about you, but I much better off learning from experts than sending kinds out on the open street to learn how to properly fuck.”
“But I digress. I’m here to take you to your classroom and I shouldn’t be complaining about your teachings,” said Kutcher. “I’m just judging from first appearances and think you’re going to be teaching our students the wrongs of sex.”
“And again, what’s so wrong about sex?”
“Nothing. But perhaps maybe you can teach them everything that they need in a civil and sophisticated way.”
“Yeah, like I’m going to be like you and tell everyone that masturbating’s evil and sex should be done while you’re married,” Steph rudely remarked.
This is going oh so very well! Already Steph woke up late, was receiving oral from her house-sitter, and now she got to deal with a prick of a teacher who’s going to belittle her with his views. She muttered to herself that this day couldn’t get any worse, and Kutcher let out a cough, getting her attention. “And I’m sorry to say, but if you really are like me, I would have the proper attire on before I step a foot through that door.”
Steph stopped right before she pushed the door open and she began to wonder what Kutcher was saying. She checked all over herself to see if her attire is properly right, since she did make sure that she got everything on, and when she checked under her shirt, a few bricks were dropped on her. Tony was right. She needed that pair of underwear because she forgot to get a pair on her during her rush, and she was amazed that she didn’t realize she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Of course she’s used to be naked underneath her clothes, but this isn’t the right place for such a lewd act.
Her face turned bright red with embarrassment, shocked that she was about to go commando into school, let alone a Sex Ed class. She pivoted around and started making her way back to her car, where her pair of underwear rest, when something else hit her. “Hey, you looked up my skirt!” she pointed out, glaring at Kutcher.
“Please, like I would take the pleasure of looking up my colleagues’, let alone any girl’s skirt,” the teacher commented, letting out a huff.
Now this is going well for the two of them. It would appear that their working relationship is going to turn out well this year. Kutcher took the lead and opened the door for Steph, lowly snarling at him as the two entered the building and made their way to the science wing. None of them spoke a word during this walk, with all of them stored in their minds, and they kept their silences while they pass by the students that they’ll be meeting later today. Steph thought of several things that she might do to this man, with a few ideas in getting him to open up about how he really feels about sex.
The two of them made their way through the halls, passing by the mass of students, and Kutcher showed a few rooms of interests to Steph. Eventually, they made their way to the science wing and to their classrooms, splitting up to join up with any students that entered early. When Steph entered, she found herself in an empty room, with thirteen tables holding three seats, and a long desk designed for her. Perfect, just what she needed! With one side of the desk blocked off from viewing, she could use it to slip her panties on and prevent her future students from seeing her crotch. When she got to her desk, Steph plop down in her swivel chair and slammed her head down, letting a sigh after realizing she made it after all and on time, too.
“Good morning, madam,” said the young man.
Steph pulled her head up from the desk and noticed that there was another person in the room, a male student dressed in a yellow theme, and she was surprised she didn’t noticed him when coming in. Then again, she was in a hurry so she didn’t bothered paying attention to her surroundings. The boy in front of her looks to be like a younger version of Kutcher, minus the glasses, and he has this strange feeling about him.
“So you’re going to be our new Sexual Education teacher, correct?” he asked in a sophisticated tone, sounding kind of like Kutcher.
The teacher blinked at her student, trying to figure out what the boy was trying to say. When the answer finally clicked in her head, she placed a shock look on her face and burst out of her chair. “Oh, I’m sorry!” she stated sheepishly. “My name is Ms. Silverlight, but you can call me Ms. Silver if you like!”
The blond took a shaky hand and gave it a gentle shake, soothing the jumpy teacher. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Ms. Silverlight,” he replied. “My name is Daniel Thompson Keaton, the Third. I am the child representative of the Golden District and hope to replace my father. I also am seeking to be a prosecutor and seek justice on those who do wrong in this great city.”
“Isn’t that a nice goal?” said Steph, amazed by this boy’s politeness. She checked around to see if there were any other students in the room, but he was the only one. “Excuse me Daniel, but where are the others? I know there are others that like to come in early. Are you the only one today?”
Daniel looked behind him and scanned the room to confirm what Steph is seeing. “Oh, they should be arriving shortly,” he answered. “They usually arrive right before the bell rings. I myself like to get here exceptionally early and prepare myself for a better education.”
“Well, you seem rather exceptional. Though it seems strange for someone like you to be this interested in Sex Ed, it’s nice to see people like you that are willing to come to class on time.”
“Well, I aim to be the best,” Daniel boasted slightly. “I hope to one day see that I prosecute the leader of the Red Diablo Shields and put him in the chair for the crimes he committed.”
Steph leaned back into her chair and smirked at the young man. Daniel made his way back to his seat, where a shoulder bag resting on the edge of the table, and he presented himself in his seat with a sly smile on his face. Something is telling Steph that this first class of hers is going to get interesting. There’s something about Daniel that’s telling her about what he, and those associated with him, will help reveal more about herself and the world around her.
Well, the only way to find out is to explore this subject…
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“All right everyone, I like to welcome you all to Sex Ed,” the ginger teacher started. “My name is Ms. Silverlight, or Ms. Silver if you like, and I’ll be your instructor into learning all that you need to know on how to fuck. And before I continue, if none of you at this point ever heard the word ‘fuck,’ then welcome to the real world.”
“And what does that have to do with anything?” asked one male student.
“Simple: as we are going along with our class, we’ll be looking at various sexual activities and the words associated with them,” Steph answered. “I know there maybe a few of you that don’t like hearing these naughty words, but you’re teenagers going on adults. You should have heard these words when you’re much younger and you’re in a class that deals with vulgarity! At most you’re going to be hearing fuck nearly every single minute in this class.”
“There’s also the matter of this class is going to be teaching us about sex,” Daniel pointed out. “If you think this is going to be like your mom and dad’s talk, this isn’t.”
“Exactly Daniel!” A small group of teens muttered something Steph couldn’t make out, but she knew it was directed at Keaton. “But really, this isn’t a mere English class. We’re here to talk about one of the facts of life: sex. This class is going to teach you all everything you need to know about sex, sexuality and how to live a safe and healthy sex life.”
A few hands went up and she already knew the question these students were going to ask. “And I know you’re going to ask me that you were taught this earlier in middle school, but did any of you ever have a hands-on experiment? Or at least watched a video with real sex, not some ‘educational’ bullshit?”
Those who had their hands up brought them back down to their sides. She knew that none of them had any proper experience in a Sex Ed course during their earlier years. Even Steph experienced the same thing during her school years and knew what they went through. But today marks a new change for all of them. “So, as your Sex Ed teacher, I’m going to say fuck to the old system! I got plans that’ll help teach all of you how to have sex, the various amounts of fetishes and all you need to know about the human body and what you need to do to hit the right spots.”
“But what does Sex Ed have to do with anything in life?”
The room went silent and a few heads twisted over to the boy. One boy, a brunet in a coat, got up from his seat and faced the student with a serious look. “Really? Do you have to ask that?” the brunet commented. “Sex is one of those things we need to survive in life. It’s much how we need math to help us out in the right situation, but sex is much more important!”
“Well, that’s a pretty good description of it… uh, Kevin,” said Steph, looking over her roster, “but there are standards to when sex is appropriate.”
“Yes Ms. Silver,” the brunet replied, getting back down in his seat.
“But as he said, we do need sex in order to survive as a species. However I’m not here to teach you guys how to fuck like bunnies. This class is here to teach you how to properly make love to your partner, to enjoy the pleasure, and maybe have you opened up on your sex lives.”
“We don’t have to reveal too much, right?” asked one male student.
“Well there are certain fetishes that we might talk about that I really don’t want to hear, but this class is meant to be open about sex and everything sexual! After all, what’s the point in having a Sex Ed class if we’re not going to be honest about our sex lives?”
A few murmurs sprouted across the room, leaving students to question. “Honestly, this is the place, the haven, where we can talk about these things,” Steph continued. “Sure you have your families and friends, mostly family, but there are those out there that do shun different forms of sexuality. Hell, considering that how the world operates, you can’t have any form of homosexuality in certain country due to their religious beliefs.”
“And I say they’re right on that!” proclaimed a female student.
OK, this has gotten a little worse than before. Great, a homophobe in her class and she has her first thing in the morning. Well, at least she’s the only one in the classroom and she’s, hopefully, surrounded by homosexuals. Steph tried to ease her anger, thinking of some sort of activity the students can do that has this little bitch of a homophobe paired with the one thing she hates and have her hang out this zealot.
“And that’s just one of the subjects we’ll be covering in this class,” the ginger added, ignoring that ugly statement. “Really, I do want you to at least open up about yourself and talk about your sexuality, what you like sexually and what to do about your sex life in order to make it a healthy one.”
“Then can we try introducing ourselves?” suggested one teen sitting up front.
“Ooh, that’s a good idea!” the teacher stated back. “How about I go first and from there we’ll work our way back? Does that sound good?”
Most of the class agreed with this idea, as their teacher leaned back her seat and thought about what she was going to say. “OK, allow me to say that I like sex… well, actually I love it, and I’m not really that comfortable about teaching it to students like you, but I am hoping to be the best Sex Ed teacher you ever have. I am a bisexual, I love a good cooked meal, I like to walk around my house naked, I know plenty in medicine and health, my birthday was last week, and if anyone wants to visit me for any extra credit lessons I’m in the Jade District.”
Going from the left and in the very front is the boy who suggested the idea of introducing themselves. He is a black-haired boy, spiked up from some gel, and a white headband was wrapped around his forehead. A pair of thin-framed silver glasses is perched on his fleshy nose, helping his blue eyes see better, and there is a slight black blush to his cheeks. Steph wondered why there’s black to him instead of red, thinking that this boy got into a fight, and noticing some subtle signs of muscles on his arms, she thought that this boy couldn’t lose a fight.
“My name is Tarpon Hill, I’m 17 years old, I’m the child representative of the Onyx District,” the boy described, “my girlfriend is Celia, and I’m the current No Rules Master, with Dark as my element. I like to invent and have helped stopped a few problems here in Arcenciel.”
An eyebrow went up on Steph’s face. So this is the boy Trisha told her about. This is the boy that is the Master of the No Rules, whoever that is, and the target of previous attacks by the White Rules. From the looks of it, he appears to be an important boy with high authority, but he looks stressed out from pretty much everything around him. At least he said that he has a girlfriend and maybe this class could help him release that tension.
To the left of Tarpon is a brunette donning glasses. Her hair went down to her shoulder blades, with an orange bandana wrapped on top of her hair. A pair of triangular black glasses is on her face, with her green eyes reflecting behind them. There’s the same sense of black to her cheeks, thinking that she’s also a No Rule like the boy sitting next to her.
“I’m Celia Hawthorne, I’m 17 years old, I live in the Onyx District across from Tarpon,” she described, “I’m a No Rule with the element of Light, and my boyfriend is Tarpon. I have a garden at my home and I like to take care of my cat Kyla.”
All right, two No Rules students, both of them dating and living close to each other. If Steph were to guess, these two probably knew each other for most of their life. Going along with this process, much of the class were following a pattern of a boy-girl sitting next to each other. It was noticeable in the first few rows, especially in noticing a few of the teens sitting in the first row were standing out a little. In fact there was something a little off about them.
For the most part, from what she could pick up from Tarpon and Celia, the boys sitting in the very front have a dark complexion to them while the girls were just like the other normal children. It was strange, but from what the ginger could remember, these kids were known as the No Rules. It was easy to make them out thanks to their black blood, plus they share some traits in their dark hairs, but there was something else coming from these teens. Something powerful and obviously something she shouldn’t mess around with… but perhaps this could be useful in her teachings.
Out of these No Rules boys, sitting next to Celia is a Hispanic dressed in a chef’s attire, appearing kissed by the desert sun and dressed with a red coat with a flame decal on his left shoulder. The second one was a boy dressed up in a blue semi-formal attire, appearing to be an intellectual sort of teen who enjoys his time reading books and learning. And the third boy was the boy who spoke previous (Kevin, wasn’t it?), and from what Steph could see he was the sort of carefree person despite wearing heavy winter clothes during the warmest days of the year. There’s also an two-bladed war axe in the shape of a guitar, or was it the other way around, resting right next to the teen, startling Steph. She guessed that if he was allowed to bring the weapon into school, there’s probably no reason to make a fuss about it.
Sitting next to these boys were a couple of regular girls, though one of them was slightly off. One of the girls had orange hair much like Steph, though there was some spice in her. A little ironic in that draped across the back of her chair was a cook’s jacket and sitting right next to the Hispanic cook. The girl sitting next to the boy in blue was a redhead, quiet and reserved, and there was something being emitted from the two of them that Steph could feel they were a perfect match. And finally there was that odd girl, a perky young blonde with a bright smile, who looked like she hasn’t seen the sun in her whole life. Could this be what a White Rule looks like normally?
There was a strange pattern appearing amongst the front rows. She noticed that a few of her students were wearing glasses, a few of them from the No Rules, but she recalled them having bad eyesight as they grow older. Not to mention that a few of these No Rules were living in the Onyx District, one of the wealthier residential districts in the city, but she was grateful to hear some variety amongst the students. Plus there were only handful of boys and two girls that were No Rules, and so far one White Rules, coming from the blonde girl named Kristina. And speaking of a No Rules girl…
“I’m Heyley Rivera, 18 years old, of the No Rules and radio host of the Grand Hours and the Bitches Speak Time late at night,” she explained excitedly. “I have Electricity as my element and I rock both ways when it comes to men and women! Oh, and I live in the Golden District.”
Steph’s eyebrows have been going up as she was going through her students, taking a moment to study Heyley. There was something unique with her, beyond whom she is and what she has in her. Her appearance in black, kind of fitting who she is, and her overall look is punkish attire. Her right arm has tattoos going all the way down to her elbow, her midnight black hair pulled back into a long spiky ponytail. Her dark brown eyes are brimming with excitement and energy, similar to Kevin at the other end, but there’s more to her than meets the eyes. For the next table, a similar set-up is on display, with Daniel in the middle row.
“I’ve already introduced myself, but to everyone else who isn’t acquainted with me, I’m Daniel Keaton the Third, I’m a representative of the Golden District, 18 years old,” he explained, “and I’m hoping to become the top prosecutor of Arcenciel City. In fact, I’m just about to take my bar exam in just a few short years.”
More grumbles emerged from the crowd, with Steph narrowing it down to those with the No Rules blood. There was something about this boy that is getting them mad, but she wasn’t certain on it. Perhaps she could ask them at a later time. The next two girl sitting next to Daniel were different. Much like most of the girls so far, they appear just like any regular girl. The first girl was another blonde, dressed in a provocative red dress, but enough to skirt by the dress code. And really, why the pun?
And she’s quite an energetic one. She explained that her father owns a bar in the Flame District, which got Steph thinking she could pay a visit and check up on her student while sampling her father’s selection. For the final one at this table, the girl sitting at the end has her head in her hands, her eyes peering over to Tarpon, causing him to shiver in fear. Celia tilted her head back and shot the brunette a nasty look, only for the girl Estella to smile slyly back. Well so far there’s appears to be some dispute between not only one boy against a group, but a bit of a love triangle. To think that this school should have its rules looked over with all of the violations sprouting in front of her eyes, but then again considering own situation…
The rest of the class’s time went by introducing the other students. For the most part, none of the students gave much for Steph to work with in terms of who they are and what they like that isn’t sexually. That’s fine with Steph, since she doesn’t need to know everything right off the bat and it gives them time to fully explore themselves without having to rush things. One by one the students sound off, revealing who they are and their likes, until the introductions made their way to the end of the line. At the end is a girl, a shy one, and she sat there in her chair in silence.
“Excuse me, but you’re the last one,” said Steph. “Do you mind telling who you are and a little about yourself?”
The shy girl let out a small squeak, her body wanting to duck under her desk. She was shaking slightly, obviously nervous from all the eyes looking at her. Her green eyes were looking down, staring at the blank surface of her desk, not budging from their spot to look up at her teacher. Her black hair is combed back, reaching down to her shoulders, and part of her hair covered her right eye, and she wished that she had something to cover her nervousness.
“Well… m-my name is… Emi Shiawase,” she said softly. “I’m 17 years old… I live in the Jade District, close to the Peach District. I… I’m also…”
The poor girl’s face turned bright red, completely embarrassed by something, and she ducked under the table. Steph chuckled at Emi’s cowardice, seeing that this girl needs plenty to help her out of her shell, and she feels that she’s the one that’s going to help Emi a better woman. Now that they are finished with their introductions, Steph looked up to the clock and noticed that they spent their entire time talking about who they are. No matter, she has all of this week to continue talking about how she’s going to run this class. Then next week she will begin really question what makes her students up.
“Now then, this will mark your first day in learning a world you never thought of,” added the teacher. “In the coming weeks I’ll amazed and even disgust you with the wonders that this world has to offer, and hopefully I’ll teach you something that you need to survive. Next week I should have gathered enough about you to help you, so until then, I would like for you to write me a short essay on the lover of your dreams and make it as detailed as possible!”
The bell rang, signaling the end of class, and the students rise up from their seats to move on to their next class. All of them moved in a mass, with Emi right behind them, and Steph watched her first class make their way out into the hallway and blend in with the other students. When the mass merged with the other students, Steph checked to see that she wasn’t alone, and the girl in black Heyley is standing in front of her desk.
“Uh, excuse me teach,” said the spiky-ponytailed girl, “but I want to tell you that I’m not going to be here on Fridays.”
“Is this because of your shows?”
“Yes. My schedule has me working most of the school day and late at night, so I’ll be missing all of your classes on Fridays,” Heyley explained. “If it’s anything, can I get some heads-up on any future lessons and homework you’re going to give?”
Steph leaned back in her seat and looked over her schedule for the week, and the coming months. “I guess I can work something else,” Steph agreed. “The only things that come to mind is that this is a Sex Ed class and I’m trying to get all of you to do more sexual things, so if you have a boy or a girl you screw around with, get them involve.”
“Thanks!” Heyley stated, clapping her hands together. “Hey, if you’re free some time, can I have you on my Bitch Speak Time show? We gals usually host this sex panel every two weeks and we would love to have someone like the Sonic Silver on our show!”
“I’m flatter, and that really depends on if I do my job well,” Steph laughed. “And I won’t promise you anything, but it does sound like a deal.”
The punk girl let out this girlish squeal in delight, knowing that she has someone on board for her show. Heyley grabbed her bag and flashed her teacher a salute before making her way out into the crowd. Steph watched the No Rule head out, and she was a bit perplexed how a girl like her knows her stage name. Once again the urge of the industry pulling her back into the world of lust is keeping its grip on her, dragging her back into the hole she wants to escape from. The ginger shook the feelings from her and tried to focus on the day ahead, knowing that once she’s done, she gets to go home and relax.
One class down, two more to go…
OOO
“Hello, I’m home!” she called out, hoping for someone to answer.
There’s the faint sound of sexual excitement in the air and Steph could barely make it out. The noises were coming from upstairs, mainly her bedroom, and she knew who was up there. Making her way up the stairs, she quietly made her way to her room, where she found her door cracked open slightly. At the door, she peeked through to find her sitter on her bed, his pants down at his ankle and him stroking off. It’s surprising that here’s Steph watching a teen beat off to porn in her house, on the job, and she comes barging in and announcing her presences, and he’s still going at it? Time for a wake-up call…
“Hey there Tony, what’re you watching?
”
That one sentence sent a bolt of shock through the sitter. Tony looked over at the door and found Steph staring at him with a smile on his face. The ginger strolled into her room, making her way up to her bed, and Tony began pulling his pants up while trying to make her way out of the room. “Uh… Ms. Silverlight!” he stated. “I, uh… I thought y-you’re going to be l-late!”
“Yes, and after spending three long classes and one short lunch,” the teacher complained, plopping down on the bed right next to the nervous boy, “it feels great to be home!”
The red that donned Tony’s face didn’t want to leave him. Here he is, caught with his pants down and masturbating to porn, and to the woman that he has a celebrity crush on. His eyes trailed along Steph’s body before settling on her spread legs, and he took a peek to find something missing. “So… I see that… you’re not wearing your… u-underwear,” he nervously commented.
Steph noticed Tony looking at her privates and starts to unbutton her shirts, revealing that she is in fact not wearing anything all of that. “Oh right, I forgot about that,” she noted. “I guess I was busy and didn’t get the chance to go change. Then again I am teaching a Sex Ed class. What’s the harm in showing my students a nipple or my pussy?”
“Y-Y-Yeah, sure…” Tony replied, looking away with his face burning red. He should have known that she was teaching a class like that, but then what did he know? The two of them sat there on the bed, watching an unusual porn video on screen, and Steph leaned back to wonder what is going on. “So, what is this you’re watching,” she asked.
“This? Oh, uh… I-I found this… it was in a b-book. I was g-going to read it… and when I picked it up, it fell out. So I decided to watch it, a-a-and… here it is!”
The ginger leaned back forward and started taking notice of who was on her screen. For a few minutes, a woman with large breasts is standing around buck naked, talking to her audience about different sex positions. Steph recognized the hair color and haircut to be the woman from the book cover. Right behind the woman are three other girls, each eyeing each other and touching each other sensually, as the cover girl explained their current sex pose.
“This came out of my Sex Ed book?” she asked.
“Yes! Yes it did!”
The ginger’s eyes were still on the screen, watching the three girls, lesbians actually, began their three-way make out session and two of them getting into position. “Nice find Tony!” she stated happily. “Maybe that morning BJ was worth it after all!”
A smile appeared on Tony’s face, happy that he has done something useful this day. In what he feared was going to be a disaster, he managed to get sucked off by a porn star and helped her discovered something new about her book that could help her out. If he’s lucky, he might takes this further and perhaps get Steph to finish that blowjob. The sitter looked towards a clock and found the hour drawing near, and he got up from his seat. After a few adjustments to his pants, Tony got up to the door before turning around to face Steph.
“Uh, this is the end of my shift,” he said, making his way towards the door. “I’ll be here tomorrow at the same time. Uh, do you want me to wake you up in the morning or do you have an alarm clock set to go off?”
“I have a clock, Tony,” Steph answered. “It’s too bad I won’t be waking up to your cock, but maybe one of these days… who knows.”
The smile on Tony’s face got bigger, making him feel better about himself, as the sitter stepped through the door and made his way out of the house. Steph got up from her seat and shut the door behind him, leaving her alone for her DVD viewing. Getting out of her work clothes, Steph got back on her bed and got herself comfortable to watch her book come alive before her eyes. As her screen depicts a black woman using a strap on a blue-haired girl while a boyish, black-haired girl gropes the black girl’s breasts, a hand made its way down to Steph’s box and started itching away at the need for those girls to please her.
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Hello Konoha Lesbians cameo!Now then, allow me to say that while I’ve been showing off some of the characters for the No Rules Crew, officially they’re not all together until the very end of Tarpon’s Story. Currently at this point in the storyline, the majority of the girls in the group haven’t joined yet due to their own connections with the boys of the group. So while I do have the characters together in this story, it doesn’t mean that they are officially together (even if I do more artwork featuring them).
And this also marks the first time all members are in a class together. Yeah no matter how many times I tried to do the first chapter, I always have Tarpon, Celia, Se’mor and Cyborg in different classes, with some exceptions. This marks the first time all members (including our non-members) being in the same classroom along with some of the child representatives of Arcenciel. And hey, I got to write DK III for the first time! I wonder how far I can get with that arrogant bugger…
I’ll go into details about my world as the story progresses…
I mentioned on DA that I will allow OCs to join in the story. I’m going to put that off as I got enough characters as it is. I am not against the idea of adding OCs in my stories, but I feel like I should allow my characters to stand on their own. After all this is their story so I should leave them in the spotlight and not everyone else. But I’m going to be fair and have my friend’s get their chance in the spotlight as well.
Now, this marks the first time that I’ve delved into crossing stories in my personal universe and having individual characters appear. Who Stephanie was talking about in her sleep is the main star in this visual novel I have in mind… and I won’t get into further details about that. But I will say that it’s an idea that I had a few years back that I am hoping to get some people on board to draw it and help me get the idea off the ground. Then again, Steph originated from that story as well, so… she might have some spoilers. Great…
Also how many of you out there would do the same thing as Tony if you find out you were going to a porn star’s place? And since I said in the story that we’re going to be looking at fetishes, do you notice a trend amongst my characters as to what kind of clothing (and hair and eye colors) fetish I have? (To note: nearly all No Rules have dark hair, black being common, so that’s kinda a no on the hair color part.)
But with everything, as I say in my fan-fiction, please leave a comment (or review), thank you very much.
>w<yaaaay lesbo trio
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