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The seductive teacher, a buxom beauty with raven hair and sultry eyes, stood before her class of eager young students. The whiteboard behind her displayed an intricate diagram of a male reproductive organ, its various parts labeled in neat Japanese kanji. But the lesson plan was about to take a very naughty detour.

“Today, children,” the teacher purred, sauntering towards a male student in the front row. “We will be learning a very special skill. One that all women must master to be true and devoted wives to their husbands.”

She ran a perfectly manicured fingernail down the student’s chest as she sauntered past, making a few girly squeals and blushes ripple through the female classmates. The boy gulped audibly, his eyes as wide as saucers behind his glasses.

“Class,” the teacher announced, “as your teacher, it is my duty to instruct you thoroughly in all matters, both academic and…personal.” She fixed the class with a smoldering gaze. “So pay close attention.”

She bent over the male student, giving the class a perfect view of her ample cleavage straining against her low-cut blouse. Deft fingers worked open his pants, eliciting a shocked gasp from the boy. But the teacher simply hushed him with a wag of her finger.

“Be a good student now,” she cooed, freeing his young cock inch by inch. It bobbed to attention, eager and ready for its lesson. “We mustn’t scare away our class pet, hmm?”

Titters and delighted gasps filled the classroom as the other students ogled the boy’s most private parts. The teacher gripped his shaft in her fist, demonstratintg a slow up and down motion as she lectured.

“This, children, is your future husband’s most precious part,” she explained, pumping her wrist up and down. The boy squirmed but didn’t protest, clearly growing more aroused by the second. “It is your duty as wives to care for and satisfy this part with all your skill and devotion.”

The teacher took the class through a thorough demonstration of various stroking techniques, altering her grip and speed as she went. The boy let out choked grunts and moans, his hips starting to arch reflexively. Every girl watched, their collective breathing growing shallower.

“But of course, the most satisfying technique…” the teacher trailed off, a wicked gleam in her eye as she turned to face the front of the class. She released the boy’s cock, now standing at full attention, and licked her lips. “Is the art of fellatio.”

The male students gulped audibly, a collective tenting starting in their laps. The girls squirmed, their eyes wide and gleaming with weary enthusiasm behind their glasses and braces.

The teacher slithered to the floor on her knees, crawling between her chosen student’s legs while maintaining intense eye contact with the class. She swiped a course tongue across the sensitive tip, lapping up the bead of pre-cum glistening there.

The class released a collective moan, more than a few hands tentatively drifting into laps. The teacher gripped the base of the cock in her fist and took the head into the wet heat of her mouth. The student thanked her luck, his eyes rolling back in his head.

The teacher took him in deeper, her throat bulging obscenely around his girth. She relaxed her jaw, humming flirtatious encouragement as she bobbed her head in a steady rhythm. Wet slurping sounds filled the classroom, punctuated by the student’s desperate gasps and the collective trembling of his classmates.

The teacher’s throat constricted around him, milking the shaft as she sucked him towards his release. He gripped the desk and thrust into her mouth, chasing his pleasure.

With a muffled cry, he exploded into her throat. The teacher drank down every drop, licking her lips in satisfaction as she released him from her mouth.

“Very good, my dear.” She stood, pushing a stray strand of hair from her flushed face. “You’ve taken your lesson very well.”

The class applauded enthusiastically, many wiping their brow and surreptitiously tucking their arousal away. The teacher smiled knowingly, pleased to have done her job so thoroughly.

“Class dismissed,” she announced with a wink. “And remember, practice makes perfect. I expect all of you to apply your lesson outside of class.”

The classroom dissolved into a tangle of passion, students hurriedly shedding their uniforms and lunging at each other. The teacher sat at her desk and watched, a satisfied smirk on her lips, as the room filled with the sounds of learning taking place.