0 comments/ 12254 views/ 0 favorites The Classroom By: lovethezoo007 She walked in class, late, and quickly found her seat. When she finally looked up, he was staring at her and she wondered if he could tell what was on her mind. She tried calming herself down by telling herself that he could not read her mind, yet every time he looked at her, she felt his eyes probing deep into her heart and undressed her with his hidden passion. What was worse was that she almost wanted it, welcomed the feeling. She kept her mouth shut all class, in fear of saying what was truly on her mind and not on the topic on hand. She was so relieved when class was finally over - it was her chance to escape and go somewhere private with her thoughts, but when she had a foot out the door, she thought she heard her name being called and paused. At first she thought she imagined it, but when she heard it a second time, she slowly turned around. She looked around and noticed that everyone had left the room, everyone except him - the person occupying her thoughts every minute of every day. Automatically she turned red and dropped her head down to not look at him, but when nothing was said, she slowly raised her head her head to find him looking questionably, almost sympathetic, at her. She went to say something, anything, but he held up a hand to silence her and motioned her to stand where she was. He moved towards the door and for a fleeting moment, she thought he was going to leave her standing there embarrassed. She sighed with relief when he just went to close the doors and turn off the lights. Once the room was immersed in blackness, she stood still, waiting to see what was going to happen next. She slightly chuckled, thinking that she imagined and wished this very moment, yet it felt so surreal to be actually experiencing it. She tried to hear him, but all she got was a quietness. Suddenly she felt a presence behind her and when she went to turn around, arms came around her and pulled her against a hard chest. One hand came up and tilted her head to one side, the other hand splayed against her midriff to keep her against him. She felt his hand lightly touch her temple then caress down the side of her face, followed the column of her neck and stopped at her collarbone. She then felt a brief whisper of his breath against her neck and jumped slightly when she felt his lips in the follow of her collarbone. She relaxed more against him and felt his one hand start moving slowly against her abdomen, soothingly. His lips started moving along her collarbone. She relaxed more again him and felt his one hand start moving along her collarbone, easing her tank top strap down her shoulder to clear the way for his feathery kisses. When he had the one strap halfway down her arm, he moved her head to tilt the other way, and performed the same task. When he was finished, she breathed deeply and rested her head on his shoulder. His hands then moved to cup her breasts and he marveled at the sat within his hands. He slowly massaged them, pinching the tips softly then rubbed them. When he felt that her nipples were growing harder, he spun her around and tilted her head back, grasped her hair with his hands and brought his lips down to meet her partially opened, welcoming ones. At first his kiss was gentle, soft, unhurried; when she parted her lips a little more, she felt his tongue on hers as well as his hands gripping her more tightly. His kisses then became more rough, raspy and hurried. He kissed her with such passion that she was becoming faint and had to pull back from the kiss. Right when she pulled back, they heard a noise from outside the door and panic showed in their faces. She quickly looked around for an escape, but she found herself being pulled with him to the sound booth that was in the room. When they got into the room, they both stood apart from each other, panting slightly and not looking away from each other. She didn't even notice when the noise had left as she was caught up in the moment that involved just the two of them. He took a tentative step towards her, wondering if she was too scared to continue. When she didn't move, he took another step towards her and ever so slowly he came near her until he was standing mere inches from her. She slowly raised her hands to his face, cupping it gently and caressed his cheeks with her thumbs. She leaned in and gently kissed him upon his lips. It seemed like that kiss unleashed the passion within him as he pushed her up again the wall, lifted both of her hands above her head and held them there with one of his hands, and placed his knee between her legs to separate them. With his other hand, he pulled the top of her shirt down to expose a creamy swell of her breast. Once he saw this, he pulled the shirt down lower and was able to lift one globe out of her lacy red bra. He just stared at the breast, almost wondering what to do with it. She held her breath, waiting to see what would happen, and right when she closed her eyes, she felt him blow gently on her breast and then he quickly put the tip into his mouth, sucking slowly and circling his tongue around and around. He was gently nipping, biting and caressing her, loving the small pants that were coming form her. His knee rose higher, spreading her legs further apart, lifting her higher against the wall. With his mouth giving her sweet torture to her breasts, he took one hand and ran his palm down the side of her body to rest on the button of her jeans. At the same time he nipped her breast, she moaned and he undid the button and undid the zipper on her jeans. She quickly looked down to see him loosen her jeans and slip a hand down her pants and rest on her underwear. She gave a deep sigh and her eyes opened wider when she felt his hand slowly snake into her panties. At first he played with her hair, gently teasing and taunting her. It was finally when she tried to lift herself higher to make him move closer to her did he finally give her what she wanted. He leaned in for a kiss and when she felt his lips on hers, she felt a single digit enter her tight passage. She moaned into his mouth and he cautiously moved his finger in an out of her, adding two fingers when she was wet enough. She started moving her body with the motion of his fingers. He leaned away from her and gave her a questioning look, and when she raised an eyebrow back in question, she finally understood what he meant when he eased a third finger inside of her. She felt like she was going to crumble right to the floor and when he released his hold on her hands, she was going to wrap them around his head, but he gave her a look that made her keep them where they were. He slowly lowered his body until he was kneeling in front of her, taking her jeans off one moan after another. When her pants were off and she felt like she was going to burst into may different pieces, she finally got to when she felt his tongue slowly creep into her. From that moment, she was lost - floating above the clouds, trying to grasp onto anything that was around her, but his tongue kept lifting her higher and higher until she exploded like rays of sunshine. She gave a sigh of contentment, followed by a shriek of pleasure when she felt him finally enter her with a hard, fast thrust. Instantly she was driven up to the cloud, feeling him enter her repeatedly, faster and harder with each thrust, banging her up against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist trying to draw him in closer, her hands gripping his hair and when she leaned in for a kiss, he pushed her higher and deeper within and caught her scream in his mouth. He pushed harder against her and when he felt her muscles clench and grip him tightly, he matched his groan to hers and they both then drifted back down to earth together. He slowly with drew from her and wrapped her up in his arms - giving her the biggest, warmest hug ever and then started to lightly play with her fingers. The Classroom A man with a plain face walked into the lecture room. The students turned and looked. Even the professor looked. There was something about this man that was too innocent, too curious. As if he had never seen a classroom. A moment later an identical person man the room, followed by a third and a fourth. Very quickly ten identical men stood in the doorway, each bearing that same plain face. The last one in closed the door. The students were too shocked to move, as was their teacher. "Dzien dobry," said the first man. "English," corrected the second. "Excuse me. Good day," the first began again. "We apologize for the interruption. However, we have selected your classroom as a temporary laboratorium. During the following hour we will use your bodies to increase our comprehension of the sexual dimorphism in humans. You will not be able to prevent this. After one hour, we will leave and you may continue with your business." Several of the students had gotten up and moved away from the door. The professor was nervously shuffling her papers and looking around to see if there was a phone. Because it was an auditorium there were no windows, and because it was late on a Friday the building was empty. The invading men did not appear armed, but they did appear confident. "Please one standard male and one standard female step forward," continued the leader. When nobody moved, he approached the closest boy and asked him, "Are you a standard male?" The boy stared back at the stranger crazily. "What do you mean?" Quickly the stranger approached the young man and took him by the wrists. Although he did not appear especially large or muscular, it was apparently no problem for him to pull the boy's hands behind his back. From somewhere he withdrew a small black cord and fastened it in a split second to the boy's wrists. Then he stuck his hand down the boy's pants. The rest of the students went wild. The boy who's genitals were being grabbed yelled out for help, but the rest of the students went in the opposite direction, away from the strangers. The boy was held immobile for a long second as the stranger's hand probed him between his legs. The rest of the students back into a corner as the other men approached them. Although they appeared plain and non-threatening, nobody wanted to challenge them after seeing how easily the first boy had been subdued. But the strangers approached the crowd, and one said, "Please step forward one standard female." The professor had ended up in the front of the group and she was approached first. One of the strangers was looking at her chest. She instinctively moved her arms to cover up a bit, but he grabbed them and easily locked them behind her back, the same kind of short black cord appearing from nowhere and locking as if by magic. Then he put his hand down her pants. "Stop!" she cried out, speaking instinctively and almost against her will. "Not me! I'm too old!" The other students were bunched up in one corner of the lecture room. The men had spread out through the space and several of them were clearing an area on the floor. The man whose hands were down the professor's pants stopped and looked at her. After a moment, he said "There's a difference?" "Yes!" she cried wildly. "For anything sexual you want a younger woman!" "Who is a younger woman?" he followed up. The professor briefly glanced over at a young blond girl across the room. The blond girl stared back at her with hatred. The man gave tilted his head and two other strangers went over to the blond girl. This time some of the other students tried to intervene. There was nowhere else to run, and the atmosphere was increasingly terrifying. Two large guys placed themselves between the two strangers and the blond girl. In a second they were lying on the ground, hog-tied with those same little black cords. The two men took the blond girl by the arms and led her to the center of the room, where the professor and the captured young man were waiting. "This is an older female," said one of the strangers, presenting the professor to the group. "Let us compare her breasts to those of the younger one." Without another word the men ripped the shirts off both women. The professor's thick white bra held up two very large breasts, just beginning to sag heavily with age. The young woman woman wore a sports bra. In a flash both bras had been torn off and the two women stood with their tits completely exposed. Men approached them and began to feel up their boobs with their hands. They worked dispassionately but thoroughly. It did not appear that they were sexually aroused, but the women were made to feel extremely uncomfortable as their breasts were squeezed and pushed and maneuvered in various ways. One of the strangers took hold of the prof's tits by their large brown nipples and pulled them upwards so that they pointed to the sky. She gasped with discomfort and humiliation. Then he dropped them suddenly and her breasts fell down, bobbing slightly as they dangled. Next he pulled sharply her by the nipples into a leaning position, so that her breasts dangled heavily and swayed from side to side. The same things were done with the blond girl's tits. She looked even more uncomfortable as her smaller, firmer breasts were massaged and fondled in what still appeared to be a scientific way. Finally the men ripped off the shirt of the young man and began to play roughly with his nipples. "We're not getting a response from the male," said one of the invaders. "Do you think that male nipples are less responsive?" "I don't know," replied another. "Try stimulating his genitals simultaneously." The young man pulled away from his captors and tried to run away, but they had hold of his jeans and pulled them quickly down so that he tripped on them and fell. Soon they had stripped him entirely and stood him upright again. Three men surrounded him and put their hands all over him. One stood behind him and continued to play very roughly with his nipples. The other two started grabbing and minipulating his scrotum and penis. It was obvious that they had had no practice in sexual stimulation, for the handling was very rough. After a few moments they bent the boy over and one of them stuck a finger up his ass. The boy screamed. "We are not succeeding in arousing them," one of the men announced. "Try intercourse," suggested another. Immediately they approached the young blond girl and pulled down her pants. She pulled away from them struggling but they lifted her up and slid her white panties off her hips and to the ground. Then they lay her across a table and spread her legs. "Begin intercourse," one of the men said to the boy. The boy resisted as he was dragged over to the helpless girl. She had given up talking to the intruders but now began to beg the captive boy not to fuck her. He certainly didn't want to, but the men's playing with his balls and penis had become slightly gentler after he screamed, and now his dick stood out erect and pointed towards her open cunt. Another man stepped forward and pulled her labia apart, revealing the dark and tight opening to her vagina. Finally, when it became clear that intercourse would not be voluntary, they grabbed hold of the boy by his hard penis and pulled him right up to her pussy. Then one of them manually inserted his cock into her vagina and pushed him in from behind. She girl moaned as her helpless cunt was penetrated. "They need to stimulate each other," one of the intruders suggested. Quickly the boy and girl's wrists were released from bondage and they were instructed to fondle each other. Without much feeling they began to slide their hands across each others' naked skin. "Touch the nipples," someone commanded. Reluctantly the boy began to flick and pinch the girls little breasts and nipples. She simultaneously took hold of his nipples and began to play. Both of them seemed more scared than aroused. The woman who had been holding on to the professor led her over to the fucking couple and released her hands. "Arouse them," he said. She looked bewildered. The man behind her roughly pulled her skirt and underwear off, revealing a thick bush of hair. "Arouse them," he repeated. But the professor just stood there watching the couple fuck against their will. Now that her hands were free, she was trying to cover up her heavy breasts and visible cunt lips and glancing nervously over at the other students who were watching the scene unfold. "This is pointless," said one of the men. He had not spoken before and was standing apart from the rest of the group, eyeing the situation. The men who had been forcing the boy to fuck the girl stopped what they were doing and looked at him. "What do you suggest we do, then?" "Use the hyperpheremones." There was a pause. The men looked around at one another. "The hyperpheremones can be dangerous," announced one of them slowly. "We don't want them to injure one another in the heat of their sexual insanity. Especially if some of them are less effected and resist the onslaught. Also, what if they attack us?" "So bind them. The cables will last another thirty minutes in any case." The others slowly nodded at this suggestion. Consensus had been reached. The group of men approached the group of students. When the two companies stood facing one another, the leader of the invaders said: "Remove all your clothes." There was nervous shuffling among the students. They were packed into a tight corner, boys and girls squeezed tight together. They had been in the same art history class for six weeks now and only a couple of them had ever shared sexual secrets or seen each other naked. But the men didn't care. "Remove your clothes," the leader said again, and suddenly a slightly wild look crossed his face. It was the most unusual facial expression that had yet appeared on any of those identical faces. He almost looked mischievous. "Remove your clothes or we will cause you to feel intense sexual insanity." Nobody understood the threat and nobody moved. After a moment, the leader made a gesture and one of the other men approached a young man. He was holding a tiny vial of liquid. This he held up to the young man's nose and briefly uncorked. Quickly the bottle was sealed again, but the young man was already undergoing a transformation. His eyes grew wide and his hips started to move. His hands shot out towards the nearest girl next to him, grabbing her breasts through her shirt. She yelped and tried to get him off her but couldn't, until another girl came to her assistance and pulled the groping fingers away. Before she could do anything else, the young man knocked this second woman down onto the floor and pushed his fingers down her pants. It was clear from the look on her eyes that he had immediately forced one and probably several fingers up her vagina. Then another girl came from behind to rescue the one who was being involuntarily finger-fucked. She took aim and landed a swift kick between the boy's legs, connected with his balls as they dangled in a particularly vulnerable position. The boy curled up in pain but at the same time a spasm shot through him as he appeared to orgasm in his pants. Finally he just lay on the floor with his hand down his pants, rubbing his aching penis and balls and crying softly to himself in a strange mixture of pleasure and pain. "Would someone else like to experience this insanity, or will you remove your clothes?" The boys in the group imagined what we happen if they were forced to sniff the vial and went crazy in the same way. They knew it would end with a kick to the nuts in any case. The girls imagined themselves being overtaken by insane desire and jumping on the boys, demanding to be fucked. Slowly the students began to remove their clothes. Of course there were hesitations. Many of the boys did not want to pull down their boxers, because when they did everyone could see that their dicks were already achingly erect. The girls did not want to reveal their breasts and pussies to all these strange men, especially after seeing what had already happened. But there was no choice. Soon the small crowed of students stood pressed together in the corner completely naked, trying to keep their hands to themselves but at the same time sharing slight twinges of desire as naked skin pressed against naked skin. Now the men entered the group and moved among them. This made the students extremely uncomfortable, but there was nothing they could do. They were already naked. One by one their wrists were locked behind their backs by those familiar lengths of featureless black cord. Their naked bodies were completely on display. As they were packed so closely, it became impossible to prevent swinging breasts and erect penises from knocking into one another. Hard dicks collided and rubbed back and forth. Nipples touched. The girls tried to keep their legs together to conceal the wetness seeping out through their pussy lips. One of the men pulled a student forward by the nipples. She had beautiful breasts and a nice hairy cunt, but from out of her pussy lips protruded a clitoris that was several inches long, almost like a small penis. "An intersexed specimen" declared the stranger controlling her tits. "Statistics indicated that there should be at least one." He put his hand between her legs and began to rub her long dangling clit. She went crazy trying to pull away but to no avail. After a few moments another man came up and put his hands on either side of her, front and back, and plunged his fingers into her anus from one side and into her vagina on the other. The first man was still tugging on her big clit. She came with a moan and juice dripped down her legs. Then the leader smiled that strange smile again and held up the little vial that had caused one of the boys to go crazy before. Very slowly and with all eyes watching, he opened the vial and spilled the entire contents onto the floor right in front of where the gang of students were standing. It made a small brownish pool on the linoleum. A few seconds later the students in the corner began to react. They went crazy. With their hands tied behind their back they could not grab each other, so instead they just pushed. The boys jumped and rubbed agains the girls. Some of the girls lay down and spread their legs so that they could be fucked. Others swung their breasts around wildly, desperately trying to get a mouth to suck them. Other girls pushed people down onto the ground and straddled their faces, lowering their dripping cunts onto the mouths below. Boys paired off in a sixty-nine position to suck each other's penises. In the wildness of the orgy they also took one another's scrotum sacks into their mouths and sucked. Girls paired off in the same way and buried their lips and tongues in each other's cunts. After a few minutes people were cumming, but it didn't stop. Soon boys were throat-fucking people of both genders, and other students of both sex were moving backwards quickly in an effort to get their fingers inside of someone else's orifice. It hardly mattered what orifice anymore, as dicks and cunts were thrust and pushed against all body parts. Tongues and penises invaded soft wet openings. Hot vaginas rubbed their juice across faces and ball sacks. Everyone was rubbing and shooting cum into one another. At a certain point a few of them leapt up and stared across the room to where three figures stood untouched by the effects of the strange chemical that had been spilled. The professor, the blond girl, and the first boy to have been grabbed had been too far away to be taken by what the intruders had called the hyperpheremones. They stared with incomprehension and fear as they were approached by a gang of students driven insane by lust. Luckily these three also did not have their hands tied. As a group of young men approached the professor, she was able to push them away from her with her hands. But soon there were five or six of them and she did not know what to do. Whenever she pushed their chests away they just came back again, their hard penises sticking out towards her, aiming for her mouth, her pussy, her ass. She felt very conscious of the way her heavy breasts were swinging around in front of her as she tried to defend herself, and of the way her thick brown public hair clearly marked the spot where each of these aggressive penises wanted to enter her older female body. As a last resort she reached out to the two closest boys and grabbed them hard by the dangling testicles, looping her thumbs and forefingers around the top of their sacks and trapping their nuts away from their bodies. With their hands tied behind their backs there was nothing they could do either to get away or to attack her. As long as she kept her grip firm around their helpless nutsacks, they were entirely at her mercy and in her control. But the other guys were approaching her and now her two hands were full. Quickly she yanked down hard on the two scrotums she was holding. Since she had had such a good grip on their balls, the pull was wildly painful and the two boys collapsed to the ground. But now six other men surround the naked professor, and they too were staring at her three holes, wanting to get in. She reached out to grab two more nutsacks and succeeded, but as she pulled down on them the bodies of the raging young men collapsed against her. That was the last time her hands were able to get any purchase on their vulnerable male testicles. Now her hands flailed wildly as she was penetrated in every whole. A student lying underneath her drove his hard dick into her anus. She screamed and tried to close her legs but another young man stood was between them, and as he leaned over the suck her nipple with his teeth, she felt his penis force its way between her cunt lips and deep up inside her helpless vagina. Finally her mouth was penetrated too. She lay there wriggling about as the six men rubbed and fucked her until every hole in her body had been ejaculated into several times. Things went equally poorly for the other two students who had not been effected by the lusty chemical. The girl was violated by fingers and tongues and cocks in each of her orifices, as was the boy. Both made an attempt to disable their opponents by striking them in the nuts or in the pussy or by pulling hard on their nipples. They had the advantage of free hands, but in the end they were simply outnumbered. Mostly they couldn't even tell what was happening to them. The boy's dick was in something warm but he had no idea if it was a mouth or an asshole or a cunt. The girl felt at least three tongues wrestling to probe and violate her pussy, but she had no idea whose they were. The three hapless witness were molested from all sides and in every possible way. Then, all of a sudden and without warning, the little black cords that had been restraining the crazy students' arms broke open. An hour had passed and a timer had gone off somewhere. The students looked around wildly as their new freedom became apparent. At first their hands reached for one another, grabbing exposed pussies and tits and dicks wherever possible. One girl pulled a boy towards her by the scrotum and dragged his cock into her mouth. Another pushed a third girl onto the ground and straddled her, rubbing her pussy against the girl's stomach and pushing one of her dangling breasts into her mouth. But most of the students were staring at the ten identical men who had invaded the classroom in the first place. The men began to edge towards the door. "Thank you for your time," one of them said nervously. Then they were all running towards the exit. Unfortunately for them, the exit was equally distant from the students as from the strangers. Three of the men got out before the door was pulled shut by a young woman with brown hair and pointy tits. She turned to face the intruders, now backed up by the rest of the class. All of them had a wild look in their eyes. The Classroom "Why do you want to study our sex?" she asked. "What have you got between your legs?" The men tried to run but they were severely outnumbered and the students were no longer intimidated. Far from being scared, the young men and women were now in a state of wild sexual aggression. They pressed the men into a corner. "Are you even men at all?" the girl asked them harshly. As she approached them a boy followed alongside her like a servent, his middle finger lodged in her little fuzzy cunt, pleasuring her while she spoke. "I didn't realize the effect would be so strong," one of the identical strangers muttered. The students cornered the men and tied them up. Of course they did not have access to the magic black cords, but there was plenty of spare twine in the utilities cabinet by the door. The men tried to fight but that didn't last long. They were unwilling to strike the students for fear of hurting them and because they had become somewhat intimidated themselves. Quickly they found themselves shirtless and with their wrists bound behind their backs. "Now we'll find out what you've got down there," said the brown-haired girl as she yanked off the first one's pants. What they had was nothing between their legs. Just a smooth surface. Nothing in the back either. Apparently they did not digest food in the human way, nor was their reproduction asexual. "Some kind of parasitic clones," one student commented. Soon the "men," if you could call them that, were all sitting or lying completely naked on the floor, their asexual bodies feeling nonetheless uncomfortably exposed. "How can we teach them a lesson about sex?" the brown-haired girl began to ask. But there was no need to ask such a question out loud. Already the intersexed girl had approached one of the men as he lay on the floor and was kneeling over him, depositing her long clitoris into his both and telling him to suck it. He was shy at first but she held his nose and abused his face and lips until he began to obey orders. Soon all the students were taking turns at the mouths of these alien creatures. Though they had no genitals, they still had one orifice, even if they only used it for talking. And for the rest of the day the intruder's mouths were violated by every human body part that could possibly be sexual. It began with dicks and cunts, of course. The boys forced their hard penises deep into the men's throats and fucked them mercilessly until they had each swallowed many loads of hot cum. The girls rubbed their open wet pussies all over the men's faces until each was smeared with the hot juice of several females. Then came the breasts, and the intruders had their first experience of what every human baby knows is suckling. Finally were the fingers, playing with their lips and teeth, and sometimes pulling their tongue out and holding it there to be licked or sucked or fucked. After several hours the hormones wore off. The students looked around and saw that the three poor students who had not been effected had taken their clothes and left long ago. They would always look back on this day as a terriblly traumatic experience. The intruders too, when they were finally allowed to leave, went limping humbly back to their domain in silence, their mouths sore from sucking off so many beautiful men and women. Only the students who had tasted the hyperpheremone were happy. They had had their sexualities opened in a way that was permanent. From that point on they wore clothes only to satisfy society, and when they came together for their weekly late-night gatherings, the process was always the same. The party would begin with all of them wearing their normal clothes and standing around as in any normal party. Then at some point one of them would appear in the center and a big show of dropping a vial of brown liquid onto the floor in front of them. Of course it was nothing more than household vinegar, but that didn't matter. As soon as the scent of the liquid hit their noses, they would begin to undress. The boys would take out their raging hard-ons and the girls would strip their undies off already-dripping cunts. And there was always someone ready to suck off the intersexed girl first, taking her special clit into their mouth and sucking it like a delightfully delicate dick. At first the sex was very violent, in memory of the original day. As time went on the orgy became calmer. But there were always a couple of young men or women walking around with their hands tied behind their back, pushing their cunts or cocks forward, straining towards any and all human flesh, desperate for a good fuck.