5----------Lunch
Finally, it was lunch time.
She grabbed her lunch during the break and immediately started standing at the podium. No way was she going to repeat the fiasco of yesterday where she added time to her sentence. She was already after 1:00 PM on Wednesday.
Then her heart sank when Todd walked in. "Hey Ms. B. Lookin' good as always. I don't want you to feel lonely during your lunch. I would very much like you to feel good about this time. In fact, I brought a whole box of straws, and I am going to be giving lessons on how to not violate the rules but have some fun."
"Todd, please don't do that. It is bad enough that I must stand like this, half naked, in front of everyone, please don't make it worse."
"Oh no, don't get me wrong, I am not going to make it worse, I am going to make it better. If I do it right, much better. You'll see."
Todd sat down at the desk in the front center of the room and placed a box of straws on the desktop. Soon others started wandering into the room and Jake handed each person a straw. Most were male but a surprising percentage were female.
When the passing time bell rang, Todd got up and turned around to address the full room. "Hello everyone, I saw word got around that I was going to be teaching a class in this room today. Now first things first. You cannot, I repeat, cannot touch Ms. Burk with anything. If you do, you could possibly receive a sentence of your own. I will not be responsible for any of your actions. Remember, the room has cameras." He turned to each of them and waved. "And if any inappropriate actions take place, we can all assume that the harshest punishment will be dealt. Are we all clear on that subject? … Good. Now each of you has been handed a straw. Please blow through it and place your other hand at the end to feel the air as it comes out. You will note that it is much stronger than just blowing on your hand." Most of the students tried it both ways and nodded in agreement.
"Since air is already touching Ms. Burk, you will not actually be touching her. You will simply be directing air in a specific manner."
"Jake, Please don't do this. It is just not right to do this to a teacher at this school or any school, or anyone, for that matter."
"Now Ms., Burk, Just relax I won't be doing anything but directing a little air. You felt how that was yesterday, but I just didn't do enough. I will correct that situation today."
He walked up to her widespread legs and knelt. "Now, first I take the straw and gently blow on the hair around her pussy lips." Laura let out a quiet moan. She looked down and saw that there was still 21 minutes to the period and 20 minutes left for her to stand on the foot pads. She tried to cover her pussy with one of her hands, but she felt as if she was going to fall. She needed both hands on the handles for her balance. "Jake, I am begging you."
"Relax Ms. B., I'm not going to hurt you. I have had a fair amount of practice with my sisters and mom, you know." He blew a soft puff of air across the hair on her pussy. "Notice, as I blow air, how her pussy hair moves. That lets you know where the air is hitting her. Now does everyone know where to find a woman's clit?" There were a bunch of "yes" and a few "no" replies. "That is OK, I'll explain. The Clit is kind of, sort of, the equivalent of a cock. Don't get me wrong, it is not exactly the same but similar. It is very small when compared to a cock but has over twice the nerve endings, so it is really, really sensitive and should be paid attention to. If you know how to stimulate a woman's clit right, you will make her very happy. Notice how Ms. B's clit is not really visible at the moment. She is not entirely turned on and it is hidden near the top of the folds that make up her pussy lips. Now if I direct a stronger puff of air right about here" he hit the target and Laura arched her back and stood on her toes.
"See how she reacts when I blow there?" He pointed to the top of her pussy lips. "See how her pussy lips are starting to get bigger and damp too? That means I am doing things right." Everyone had gotten out of their seats and were crowding around Todd and trying to get a better look at what he was doing.
Jennifer said, "That is so hot. I know how it feels when I am playing with myself. If I get just the right spot, it feels like I am going to explode. I'm going to teach whoever is with me that trick. Ms. Burk, How does that feel?"
"Oh God, please stop."
"Does it hurt?"
"No, it feels good. Too damn good that is the problem. I can't get turned on like this in front of all of you. It isn't right. I'm your teacher, this just is not right!"
"Relax Ms. B. You are just the subject of an impromptu mini class that I am giving. I had a few people ask more about my demonstration with a straw yesterday, so that is what I am doing, a more detailed demonstration. Just go with it. Okay, back to what I was talking about. Notice how the skin dents in when I blow like this. It is the same as if I were running a finger across her skin but different. My mom really gets off on it when I tease her like this. Sometimes I can get her all hot and horny and then I just stop. If I do that repeatedly, she starts to beg me to let her cum. Megan, my older sister, is even worse. She will actually start dripping from her pussy. Chrissy, my younger sister, takes a little longer to get there but when she does, she almost passes out."
There were a few "Wows'' around the room as he talked about his family experience. "Now getting back to Ms. B. Each female is a little different. I don't have time to tease her like I would like, but I am willing to bet we can still get multiple cums from her." He blew air from the straw up and down her lips. "There we go, see her clit is starting to poke out now. She has one almost as big as my Mom. See how I use the air to stroke up and down and vary my attack. Variety is what it is all about. You have to read the signs. Notice how she trembles when I do this. But If I keep doing it, she stops. She gets used to it, so you must mix it up a little bit. I want some of you to take your straws and start blowing on different parts of her body. Her top is not as transparent as the one yesterday, but it is still pretty sheer. Notice how her nipples are getting erect." He stood up and started blowing on and around the nipples that were standing up though the clinging top. "When I blow on her nipples, they are getting harder and are now poking through the material. I was right, it is sheer enough that it probably feels like she is not wearing anything at all on her tits."
"Now I want each of you to pick a spot and start blowing on her." It felt like there were dozens of fingers running up and down her body. Her underarm, her sides, her pussy, her asshole, the insides of her thighs. Soon the fireworks started going off in her head and she started to cum. Her hips rocked and she barely kept her balance as she stood there.
"Great, that was cum number one. Everyone changes places and keeps going. If we don't let her cool down too much, the next one will be sooner and harder." He was right, Soon orgasm number two hit harder than the first. Her whole body shook, and she lifted a foot for a few moments off of the pad. The period timer continued but the podium timer stopped counting for a few seconds.
"OK, switch again. Let's keep this going." Todd said to the enthused crowd. Orgasms three and four almost ran together. Again, she lifted a foot involuntarily as her body was racked with convulsions. This time when she got her foot on the pad there was only a five second difference between the period time and the podium time. Another mishap and she would start adding more time to her sentence.
"Switch one more time."
"Oh God, Enough. Please, no more. I can't take it." But no one paid any attention to her pleading. Soon Orgasm five hit. It was a big one. She could not take it anymore and stepped completely off her foot pads and walked to her desk. She put both hands on the edge and locked her arms to keep herself from falling. She was breathing hard, and it felt like she was running like a river between her legs. It seemed to take forever for the fireworks in her head to stop going off. Eventually she felt reality coming back to her. God, what was she doing? She ran back to the podium and put her feet back on the pads. She looked at the timers and saw that there was now an additional 3 hours and 20 minutes added to her finish time. She could not get dressed until almost 4:30 Wednesday evening.