“APRIL…. Why would you say that?”
“It’s true, right?”
“Yes, but…”
“If you do it in one class you should allow it in other classes too. You don’t want to get into more trouble, do you?”
Realizing April was probably right. She mumbled under her breath several curse words, then said, “Avie, if you want to lick my pussy, you can.”
“Thanks Ms. B.” He ran his tongue lightly across her pussy lips gathering some of the fluids that were almost dripping. He then pushed his tongue deeper between her engorged lips. She shuddered as he did so. “Wow, you taste great Ms. B.” he then pushed his face into her pussy and pushed his tongue in as deep as he could. A when he wiggled his tongue around inside her she had another massive orgasm. Avie was rewarded with another rush of pussy juice.
“Wow, Ms. B. you really produce a lot of pussy juice when you cum. You came again, didn’t you?”
Panting, Laura responded, “Yes Avie, I did. Please, please stop licking me. I’m going to collapse if you keep that up. I can’t stand anymore!”
Avie stood up. “Avie, please take the carafe and pour it into the bucket for me? Thank you.” She looked at the monitor on her podium and it announced that the time she needed to stand at the podium had passed also that she had had the required orgasms. In fact, it had given her a +.5 for extra orgasm and allowing a student to have given her oral stimulation in the class. Her score still showed a penalty time of 10 hours and 27 minutes. But the new line showed Cumulative Score +.5 points. That had to count as something in her favor.
Her time was up so she was able to walk around the room. Jason raised his hand for help, so Laura walked to his desk. “Yes, Jason. What do you need help with?”
“Well, um, I’m not sure about this question.” He pointed to one of the questions on his work. She stood to the right of his chair, but he held it to his left. She had to lean over to read the question. At first, she did not realize what he was doing until she heard him taking deep breaths through his nose. She looked down and saw that he was looking between her legs and not at the paper.
She backed away and said, “Jason, you read the question.”
“What question?” He asked distractedly.
“Jason!”
“Sorry, I just wanted to smell you up close. The room has a strong smell of your pussy, but it is even better up close. I just wanted to see and smell you better. You really do have a nice pussy.”
“Okay, enough. Please behave. Being like this is hard enough without people like you making it worse.”
She had finished her bottle, so she walked over to her cart and put it in the empty slot it had come from and grabbed the next one and took a big swig from it. God, she thought, three down and almost four to go. She had never had to drink so much water before in her life. The period was almost over, and her bladder was getting full as she feared but she really did not want to have to put up with Avie again. She made a snap decision.
“Avie, I need you to help me again. Please grab the carafe again and hold it for me! Please hurry, I don’t know how long I can hold it.”
Avie walked over to the cart at grabbed the container. He walked frustratingly slow, in Laura’s mind, but at normal speed, in reality. As he was placing it under her, she let loose with her bladder.
“Damn Ms. B! I almost didn’t have it under you. You almost peed on my hand.”
“I’m so sorry.” She panted. She was lost in the wonderful sensation of release. It barely registered in her mind that the bell sounded at almost the same time as she finished.
“Sorry Ms. B. I can’t help you masturbate this time. I have to get to my next class.”
She mumbled a response and was grateful that she could hang onto the podium to keep her standing. When she had presence of mind to open her eyes again, none of the third period students remained in the room and a few of the next had already arrived.
She glanced down at the podium monitor, and it read:
Required urination climax failure: mid-day penalty -2.0 points.
Cumulative Score -2.00 points.
What the fuck, did the score penalties increase as the day went by?
4 ———–
Fourth period. Once again, she would be in the class that started it all. Less than a week ago she had a normal clothed life.
The first one in the room was Liam. “Wow, this room smells like pussy. You must have been cuming a bunch of times to make it small this strong. I hear you are climaxing multiple times in each class. That is cool.”
“Liam, enough.”
“Well, is it true?”
“Yes, Now enough. No more asking me questions about it. I will explain things when everyone is here, and not before.”
Liam tried to ask more questions and make comments, but Laura completely ignored him and finally he stopped talking and sat in his seat with a frown on his face.
A few minutes later Jessie entered the room pulling Thomas along with his cock. Jessie however was wearing a White band. While she was technically a white, she should have been wearing a yellow because of how she was wearing her underwear. Her bra was pulled up to the top of her chest. Her breasts were free and exposed. As for her panties, they were basically composed of edging tape without the cloth in between.
“Um, Jessie, what is with your clothing or rather lack thereof?” Laura asked.
“Well, I tried to get my parents to make me a yellow, similar to Thomas, over the weekend, but no matter what I did, the worst they would go was to make me a white. I even invited Thomas to dinner with us at my grandparents’ house. I even gave him a JB in the car to their house and another one at the dinner table. I explained that as a Yellow and Blue he was supposed to be naked and touched and because he was my boyfriend, I was obligated to fulfill his sentence. Then because he was so turned on, he needed relief and since I was the one touching him turning him on, I was the one that had to give him the relief. They told me repeatedly to not touch him so much so that he would not need relief, but I refused to comply. Then finally, after I was trying to push the limits, threatened to sentence me myself. I said ‘Fine, just make me yellow like Thomas so that I could learn how humiliating it was to be naked all the time.’ They said no. The furthest they would go was to make me a white. I tried to push for more, but they would not budge. So here I am, I am wearing a bra, and panties. I just cut out the cloth part of my panties as soon as they dropped me off and pulled up my bra as far as it would stay. So technically I am wearing my underwear.”
“I am not sure if what you have done is allowed.” Laura said.
“Mr. Owens saw me before first period and questioned me about how I was wearing my underwear and I told him the story and after a little consideration, he said he would allow it. So there. I am following the letter of the law.”
As Jessie was telling her story, the other five Yellow and Blue sentenced students arrived. Marian was at Hectors side but today instead of holding his hand she was holding his impressive nine-inch cock that was rather hard at the moment.