The Idris Stone: Back in Class.

Tuesday morning dawned clear and bright. I had spent Sunday and Monday preparing the material I would need for Tuesday’s class. Everything had been carefully researched and printed off.

My mind kept leaping forward, anticipating how the other five women would react to Nicola (if she turned up) and Jasmine joining our class.

Arriving at the class, I thought to the stone, ‘I don’t need anyone hearing or crashing into my class today. What can you do about keeping others away and unaware of what is going on?’

I still had little idea how the stone worked, but it had seemed to understand what I’d wanted other times, so I hoped it would this time, as well.

The participants in this class filed into the room on time. Taking their seats, they all looked at me expectantly.

Through the open door, I spotted Jasmine and Nicola walking together, talking animatedly.

“We have a couple of extras joining us today,” I said to the class. “Jasmine is joining the course. Nicola is a post-grad who has volunteered to help with your essays and assignments.

Once they are here, I think they would enjoy being greeted the same way you greeted each other last week.”

The stone’s magical chorus began to swell around the room.

“Angelina, Jasmine has a special gift for you. Why don’t you get on your knees to accept it?”

Moaning with undisguised lust, Angelina got onto her knees.

Jasmine and Nicola entered and then closed the door. Pulling the blinds down, they made their way across to me.

“Class, this is Jasmine,” I pointed at Jasmine, “this is Nicola,” indicating her. “Jasmine, this is Angelina. She is a lesbian. I think you might have something surprising for her, why don’t you show her?

Nicola, this is Frida, and this is Nancy. They’re bisexual but prefer pussy. Why don’t you three get to know each other better?

Tina and Yvonne, I think you need to get to know each other better, too. Why don’t you explore each other’s bodies until you are both satiated?”

That left me with Michelle. Michelle was Korean-born. Tall and athletic, she was a star on the Varsity golf team. Since arriving in my class, Michelle has featured in many of my masturbation fantasies.

“Michelle, I know how much you love sucking cock. Why don’t you show me your skills?”

I had no idea if Michelle had even sucked a cock before, but that didn’t matter to the stone. It made what I wanted real.

In short order, the entire class was naked and indulging in libidinous behaviour.

Jasmine had pulled Angelina to her feet. She had Angelina expertly tonguing her tiny nippled big breasts and squeezing her ass. I don’t think Angelina was aware of Jasmine’s package yet.

Nicola was diving on Nancy’s muff, Nancy had her head buried in Frida’s pussy, and Frida was licking Nicola’s cunt furiously. All three were about to cum by the sounds they were making.

Tina and Yvonne were in a classic 69. If they came after the other three, it would be only just.

Swaying seductively, Michelle moved across to me. With a sexy smile playing across her beautiful face, she held my eyes with hers as she lowered herself to her knees.

Undoing my belt and fly, Michelle pulled my trousers and shorts down. My hardening 8-inch todger bounced into view.

“Oh, Professor,” She said. “I didn’t realise you had so much tube meat for me. Hmmm, hmmm.”

Michelle leant forward and sucked one of my big balls into her mouth. Then, taking hold of the base of my shaft, Michelle licked along the shaft deliciously before taking the head into her mouth.

Sucking voraciously, she swallowed more and more of me. She gave a hiccup, and a bit of a retch, as my clock’s head hit her gag reflex.

“You can do it, baby,” I crooned to her. “Swallow, then move forward, then swallow. It’ll soon slide over and down.”

Strangely, I didn’t hear the chorus. This was something Michelle wanted to do. She wanted to deep throat my cock and to abase herself before me. The stone didn’t need to encourage her more lustful desires and wants. She was already a more than willing participant.

Working her hand up and down my rock-hard pecker, Michelle slowly worked me further and further into her mouth and down her throat. Finally, Michelle took her hand off my shaft and pressed her lips to my pubic bone with one last swallow and push. She’d done it. Deep throated all 8-inches by herself.

I could feel her grinning around my cock.

Michelle grabbed my ass buns and pulled me in as far as I would go. Once she had me jammed up against her lips, she moved her left hand back to the base of my throbbingly hard woody. Michelle pushed with her left hand, pulled with her right hand, and encouraged me to fuck her mouth. Moving slowly, I started to stroke in and out of her eagerly sucking mouth.

But I wasn’t fucking her hard or fast enough, “Faster, Prof, faster,” She demanded around my cock. “I want you to choke me with your big pocket rocket. Fuck my mouth like it’s the last blowjob you’ll ever get.”

I grabbed Michelle’s head with both hands and began to fuck her mouth and throat with everything I had. Michelle let some of my length back out of her mouth so she could milk me. It was more than I could stand. Forgetting where we were, as I shot my load down her throat, I moaned loudly

Michelle swallowed every last drop. Then, climbing up on my desk, Michelle spread her legs and showed me her unshaved pussy.

Spreading the hair to reveal her vulva, Michelle said, “Tina tells me you have awesome oral skills, Professor. Would you like to show me?”

There was nothing I’d like more right then, so I spun my office chair around and sat in it. Then, lifting the lever to drop it down to its lowest level, I rolled my chair between Michelle’s firm, toned thighs. Leaning forward, I sniffed her luxurious essence into my nostrils. So sweet she smelt, so wetly her slit glistened.

Placing my thumbs on Michelle’s clit, I pulled that delicious pleasure spot up so that the hood was away from her tiny nub. Taking the exposed treat into my mouth, I very gently bit it. Pulling back stretched it a little before I released it and swirled my tongue around and over it as fast as I could.

“Oh, fuck, Professor,” Michelle moaned. “Oh fuck me, is that good!”

Her hands found the back of my head, and she subconsciously began to hump her hips at my slashing and revolving tongue.

“Yes, Mr Professor,” Michelle moaned nonsensically. “Right there. Harder. Yes! Harder. OMFG! I’m CUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNG!”

Michelle’s clit had gotten too sensitive from her sensational orgasm. She put her fingers over my mouth and pushed me away.

“Give me a second, please, Prof. I need a break.”

Settling back in my chair, I watched as Nicola extricated herself from the blonde lesbian triangle she had been in. As I relaxed back in my chair, Nicola climbed up with her heels on either side of my hips.

She squatted down. Taking my shaft in her right hand, Nicola spread her hairy pussy lips and then lowered her hot wet snatch onto the head of my thick throbbing penis. It glided deeply into her wet pussy as her plump bottom settled onto my upper thighs.

“You have the best cock, Professor,” Nicola moaned as she rode me.

I wanted to see what else was happening, so I turned the chair to the side.

Jasmine and Angelina were still exchanging heated kisses and breast and nipple licks. Jasmine’s panties were still around her butt. Every time Angelina tried to slip her hand between Jasmine’s thighs, Jasmine would take it and guide it back to her nipple. If she didn’t do that, she would use it to bend Angelina back so she could lash her tongue over Angelina’s breasts.

I spoke to the stone in my mind, ‘Angelina will find Jasmine’s penis shortly. She’ll be so turned on by the thought of a ‘built-in’ strapon that she’ll want Jasmine to fuck her with it.’

I looked to see what Frida and Nancy were doing. Nancy was lying on her side with her hips slightly turned, her left leg in the air, and her knee bent. Frida was holding Nancy’s lifted leg and had scissored her snatch against Nancy’s bare pussy. As I watched, they both came loudly, jerking and thrusting their hips to the exquisite sensations pounding through them. Then, Frida turned and saw me watching.

Frida was one of the two students I thought had it in for me. She had said she wasn’t lesbian but sure dressed like one. Her usual college attire consisted of a check shirt over a black T-shirt and jeans that came to mid-shin over big black Doc. Martens boots. She wore no makeup and had kept all of her body hair.

Naked, I could see that her armpits, arms, legs and pussy were all unshaved. She had beautiful long blonde hair paired with dark brown eyes. She could have been a real head-turner with a little effort in her presentation. But, instead, her appearance screamed, ‘Dyke!’

I know better than to judge. Each person has the right to dress and present as they like. It’s none of my business how they choose to portray themselves. I was merely observing, not judging.

Disengaging from Nancy, Frida walked across to me.

“This is very nice, Professor. Very liberating and freeing, but the pussy to cock ratio is way too high.” Frida surprisingly said to me. “I do like pussy, Nancy and I have been fucking for years, but we need more men to even things up. Cock inside you is much nicer than pussy on you.”

I looked at her, stunned.

Frida sighed, “You thought I was a lesbian, didn’t you, Professor? Just because I worship ‘The Divine Female Principle’ doesn’t mean I’m a lesbian. You should know better than to judge and assume.”

“I definitely don’t judge, Miss Frida,” I told her. “My sole aim is to help you learn how to think for yourself, not what to think. I most certainly do not tell you how to act.”

Nicola was still riding my rigid dong through all this, moaning and groaning through minor cum events. Neither Nicola nor Frida seemed bothered that Nicola and I were still fucking as Frida and I chatted.

For me, the conversation was a welcome distraction. Nicola’s pussy was not only scorching hot and wet but also delectably tight around the head of my cock. Without the distraction, I would have already spent my load into Nicola’s grasping cunt, denying Nicola the expansive orgasm she was building nicely towards.

“I did make an assumption, Miss Frida, and for that, I apologise. I don’t know what I can do about encouraging more males to attend this class, but I can make some enquiries amongst the other lecturers to see if they know anyone that might enjoy philosophy.” I said, completing my thought process.

“Now, if you’d like some dick, why don’t you join Jasmine and Angelina? Angelina is about to discover Jasmine’s surprise.”

Frida’s head snapped around to the two women mentioned.

“Jasmine’s a ladyboy?” Frida asked, shocked. “I had no fucking idea! She’s beautiful.”

After closing my eyes and grunting in delight as Nicola gave an extra hard push down on my cock, I smiled and said, “I think the correct term is Transwoman, but, yes, Jasmine has a cock. She uses it exceptionally well.”

Biting her bottom lip, unconsciously cupping her breasts, and squeezing her nipples, Frida moved across to Jasmine and Angelina. Frida touched Angelina gently on the cheek. When Angelina turned to her, Frida kissed her passionately.

Pushing against Jasmine’s hip, Frida encouraged Jasmine to move her hips back to create a gap.

Jasmine swayed her hips away from where they had been pressed firmly against Angelina’s tummy. As soon as there was enough gap, Frida dropped to her knees, ripped Jasmine’s panties down, and forced Jasmine’s legs apart.

Jasmine’s colossal tool sprung erectly into view.

“OMFG!” Nancy moaned. “It’s fucking enormous!”

Yvonne turned to look. She also gasped in surprise and awe. Tina had seen it many times before. She didn’t stop tongue-lashing Yvonne’s clit. Nicola lifted her head off my shoulder and gaped at Jasmine’s gigantic 11-inch rod. I don’t think she even noticed me as she slid off me onto the floor. She moved across to Jasmine, Angelina and Frida. Nicola joined Frida on her knees in front of Jasmine.

“Back off, bitches,” Angelina said with a massive smile. “That ladyboy cock belongs to me first.”

Angelina turned, bent over, and reached between her legs to spread her pussy lips.

“Well, Miss Jasmine?” Angelina asked. “This pussy ain’t going to fuck itself!”

Michelle sat on my lap, facing the action in front of us. She guided my schlong into her tight snatch.

“I can’t believe Jasmine’s a shemale,” she moaned. “Fuck, that is so hot.”

I shouldn’t have been, but I was pretty surprised with the girl’s ready acceptance of Jasmine as a woman with a penis. It didn’t seem that long ago that even gay guys and girls were frowned upon and ostracised if they dared to ‘come out’.

Jasmine guided her pocket python into Angelina’s eagerly wanting pussy.

Angelina couldn’t take it all. Only around 7 – 8 inches of Jasmine’s 11 would go into Angelina’s vagina.

“OMFG, I am so full of cock,” Angelina moaned deeply. “I’ve never been so full before, be gentle, baby, please?”

I’d guess this is a common problem for Jasmine. Controlling the length of her strokes, she began to fuck Jasmine into oblivion.

Frida stretched her neck up between Angelina’s upper thighs and surrounded her clit with her mouth and tongue.

“Oh fuck,” Angelina groaned, then came.

Nicola had shuffled around behind Jasmine. She pulled Jasmine’s ass cheeks apart and stuck her tongue into Jasmine’s ring. As Frida tongued her, Angelina came three more times, and Jasmine fucked her.

Riding me like a carousel horse, Michelle began to finger her clit. She’d already had two or three minor orgasmic events. I knew this one would be cataclysmic as she started towards her bliss again.

Angelina sank slowly to her knees. Frida pushed her aside and then backed onto Jasmine’s love tool.

Nicola was now cupping and massaging Jasmine’s small tight balls as well as tonguing her starfish.

Frida was able to easily accept all 11 inches into her unshaved pussy.

“Pull my hair, then fuck me like the slut I am,” she demanded of Jasmine.

Michelle groaned loudly at Frida’s request.

“Hold my shoulders and pull me down onto you, Professor,” she moaned lustfully. “I need to cum on your magnificent cock.”

Slipping my hands under Michelle’s armpits, I took hold of her shoulders as requested. As Michelle lowered her cunt down my rock-hard shaft, I pulled her down firmly and thrust my hips up hard.

I watched as Jasmine pounded Frida avidly. I had thought Nancy and Frida’s scissoring was one of the most erotic things I’d ever seen. This had that delicious scene beaten, hands down.

Watching Jasmine’s giant donger plunging viciously into Frida’s overgrown cunt was the most sexually exciting thing I had ever seen.

Michelle was also watching Jasmine’s colossal fuck stick plunging into Frida. She pulled my hand to her mouth and bit my wrist as she exploded into a frantic series of explosive orgasms.

Sliding off me, she joined the group kneeling in front of Jasmine.

I’d only had one minor orgasm when I had come into Michelle’s mouth, and I was desperate for more. Nancy was kneeling between Frida’s thighs, with her ass swaying delectably, as she tongued Frida.

Nancy was a typical Californian blonde. About the 5 ft. 8 in. (173 cm) mark. She was slimly framed with huge, enhanced 38 double-D knockers. Nancy had Botox, collagen-filled lips, wide hazel eyes, and perfect white-on-white teeth.