Chapter 3 Sex Class

Austin was really gentle.

　　The soft and delicate texture of the chocolate spread in Simone's mouth. She watched as Austin left, feeling a sweet sensation in her heart mixed with a little sadness.

　　If only Austin didn't have a girlfriend.

　　Then she would have the courage to pursue him.

　　But now was not the time to think about these things. She still needed to figure out what was going on with that photo.

　　Simone went to the school hospital and asked the female doctor who took care of her that day for details, but the result was that there were no useful clues.

　　"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

　　"Nothing..."

　　Simone didn't want to tell anyone about being secretly photographed in private.

　　So, in the end, Simone left the school hospital feeling downhearted.

　　So far, no more lewd messages had been sent to her, but Simone was still feeling restless.

　　What should she do?

　　With this mood, Simone didn't do well in her classes for the rest of the day. After having a casual lunch, she went back to her dorm and fell asleep on the desk.

　　...

　　When Simone woke up, she found herself sitting in a classroom.

　　The classroom was not like her current university classroom, but more like a high school one. However, strangely, all the faces of the students in the classroom were shrouded in a hazy white mist, and she couldn't see any of their features clearly.

　　What was going on?

　　Simone bit her fingertip, and it hurt.

　　Was it another one of those dreams with real experiences? Simone suddenly felt afraid and wanted to escape, but for some reason, her body felt completely stuck to the chair, and she couldn't move. What's going on?

　　Just as Simone was feeling terrified, the door to the classroom opened. Seeing the familiar figure, Simone felt a sense of relief.

　　Was it Austin?

　　No... the person's face was covered in a layer of hazy white mist, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

　　It was too scary.

　　The scene was like something out of a horror movie. "Today, we'll be having a physiology class."

　　That arrogant and domineering deep male voice rang out again, and Simone trembled in fear.

　　No... She didn't want to...

　　Was she going to be raped here again today?

　　"Now, I need someone to come up to the podium to assist me. Who can do it?"

　　The surrounding recommendations were unanimous: "I think Simone should do it."

　　"Yes, Simone can do it!"

　　"Simone!"

　　No... Tears of fear streamed down Simone's face, but the voice from the podium still rang out, "So, Simone, please come up."

　　Simone felt like her body was completely out of her control, and she walked up to the podium in a daze, only to be lifted onto the lectern by the so-called professor.

　　"Who are you?" Simone cried.

　　"Of course, I'm your professor. Who else could it be?" That person then pulled down her pants and spread her legs wide in front of the students below. A hand covered her soft and tender labia.

　　His voice came from behind her, "This place is called a pussy."

　　Simone trembled under his touch.

　　He chuckled lightly, "Simone is so sensitive. For someone as sensitive and horny as Simone, this pussy can also be called a horny pussy."

　　The male students below sighed in admiration: "Her horny pussy is so beautiful. Professor, can I touch it?" "Of course."

　　The man then picked up Simone in a posture similar to that of a child peeing, and walked to the lectern, letting her legs spread wide open in front of all the students. "No..."

　　Even if Simone couldn't see their faces clearly, she could feel countless gazes on her body, and the immense shame made her want to struggle, but at the same time, her body was weak and powerless, and she couldn't struggle at all.

　　"No..."

　　Simone cried again, but her cry and refusal were of no avail. The student's finger touched her pussy.

　　"So soft." the young man sighed.

　　"The place you touched is called the labia."

　　"I see."

　　"You can pull Simone's labia away with both hands."

　　No... no...

　　Another male student came over and asked the professor, "Can I touch her also?"

　　"Yes, you can also touch it with your finger. If you scratch it up and down, Simone will feel very good."

　　"No..."

　　Simone refused in tears, but she couldn't stop the other hand that was scratching her labia.

　　"That's awesome! Professor! What's this pink mouth? It can even run water!"

　　"That's Simone's Horny little hole. The water flowing out from it is called horny juice. If you lick it with your tongue, you will find that the horny juice is sweet."

　　"Really?"

　　"I'll put Simone on the desk later. You can lick it and have a taste yourself."

　　"That's great. Professor, please put Simone down."

　　The man quickly put Simone on the desk. Simone grabbed his arm and begged, "don't... don't do this to me..."

　　The man smiled and kissed her cheek, coaxing, "don't be afraid. I won't hurt you this time. You will feel good."

　　The man didn't lie to her.

　　The students came to lick her little hole one by one. Some of them were reckless, while some were gentle. Without exception, they all made Simone feel good.

　　Simone wanted to resist, but she couldn't help but indulge herself in it. She even let out a few groans unconsciously, "Hmm... Ah..."

　　The man behind her was rubbing her clitoris, and her legs were broken. The water in her pussy was gurgling out, and was licked away by the hungry young men one after another.

　　"Did I lie to you?" the man smiled and kissed her on the cheek again.

　　At this time, a student said, "Professor, Simone's little hole is shrinking."

　　"Oh," the man said in a calm tone, "it means that her pussy wants to be fucked."

　　The student was exciting, "Professor, can I fuck her horny pussy with my penis?"

　　"Of course not," the man unzipped the zipper and pressed the hot huge thing against Simone's pussy. He chuckled again and said, "Simone's virgin pussy, of course, should be first fucked by me."