Married in School - illustrated
Copyright© 2026 by CreepyUnclePete
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - What could ever match the joy of seeing your classmates "Naked In School"? Having sex with a practice spouse in school, and watching your friends screw theirs! - - - A special warning for the special people who ignore story codes - this includes drinking, smoking, and teen sex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Teenagers Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor School Workplace Anal Sex Exhibitionism Oral Sex Public Sex Smoking Teacher/Student
My ex-wife Kim called and asked, “Could Lindsey stay with you next weekend?”
“Sure. The twins, too?”
“No. Saturday I’m hosting an orgy at my place. Helen and Helga want to come. In both ways. Hahaha! Come and cum. Hehehe!” Instead of her usual calm seriousness she was quite silly, giggling like a little girl.
“An ORGY! They’re only eighteen! Are you all right? Have you been drinking?”
“Hahaha! No, but maybe I’m high on sex. My practice husbands give me an orgasm every two or three hours, the whole time we’re awake!”
“WHAT? Practice husbands?”
“We started a great new program called Married in School. Lester will visit you and explain everything. It’s amazing! Students can drink, smoke outside, and have sex in school. Teachers can screw their practice spouses in school, too! They even put glory holes in the bathrooms, so if a girl is out her practice husband can still get sex and a blowjob. I love sitting on a cock while I suck one! I get all the sex and cum I want, and more! Married in School is the best thing that ever happened to me! You have to try it!”
“Wow! But when we were married, you were only in the mood a couple times a week?” I was concerned enough to risk starting yet another argument. “Seriously, are you intoxicated? Did you take drugs?”
“No! It’s simple biology! Testosterone. The more a woman has, the hornier she gets. Men transmit it through saliva and skin contact. Cum has a little in it, too. When we were married with kids, we were so busy we only got a half hour of private time a night, maybe an hour if we were lucky. But with four horny high school football stars kissing, groping, or screwing me half the day and most of the night ... Hehehe!”
She lit a cigarette, then continued, “Many ancient civilizations used semen as an aphrodisiac, the Egyptians, Minoans, Seljuks. Sometimes deprived husbands would buy cum from a brothel and hide it in their wife’s food to...”
She was slipping into teaching mode. I had to distract her or suffer through a long lecture. “Yeah, I know. We took ancient history, organic chem, and biochem together.”
Her voice changed and I felt some nostalgia. “We had some good times, great ones. How is Del?”
She was an English teacher, my best friend, and occasionally a fuck buddy. As Principal of Eisenhower High, I was technically Delilah’s boss. We’d been very close most of our lives, since we shared our first kiss in kindergarten. If she were straight or mostly straight, instead of mostly a lesbian, I probably would have married her instead of Kim.
“She was doing great, until her girlfriends found out about each other and dumped her. I did my best to cheer her up last weekend.”
“Yeah, you two always cheat.”
I objected, “Hey! We had threesomes with her a dozen times, before that weekend! I didn’t think you would care if she slept over when you were away.”
“You didn’t ask first, or even tell me! You FUCKED her and kept it a secret! I had to hear it from a neighbor days later! We were married, and that’s cheating!”
“Hey! Stop! We argued about this a hundred times! I don’t want go over it again.”
“Me either!”
As usual, we made peace and were icily polite for the sake of our kids. She let out a big sigh and asked, “When should I bring Lindsey over next Friday?”
“I’m always home by seven.”
“The twins still want to move back to your place at the end of the semester.”