Classroom 666 Novels & Stories

The class that follows is fencing and cavalry for men and fencing and enchantments for women. The teacher introduced himself "I am Lewis, your teacher of this class, I have a study plan that divides the group into 2 they want it to themselves or I do it in general, you decide, (everyone voted to teach them equally), well form couples, no more people, only 2 understood, "they all took their partner and Luck raised his hand and the teacher signaled him to speak," we are 21 students, it's an odd number and I'm alone, "" don't worry, you just go the practice of others and learn, this class is a review of those who are from high school to qui, sorry son for today just dedicate yourself to observe

There were no words. Just an attachment. Frowning, I tapped the image. At first, it looked blurry. Dark shapes behind frosted glass. Then my stomach dropped. Two figures. Standing extremely close together inside a classroom. One taller. One leaning forward slightly. Even distorted through the blurry quality, I recognized us immediately. My breathing stopped. The timestamp at the bottom corner read: BLACKWOOD HIGH — ROOM 214. The classroom. My fingers suddenly felt numb around the phone. No text followed. No threat. No explanation.

Mom immediately came running in through the back door, beaming. She reached out and took my hand. "Come on. Let's go to the toilet together." I slowly rose to my feet and glanced at the professor, Mr. Darren Conrad. "Just stop here and wait for me to come back." The classroom erupted in chaos. "What the heck is going on? Is Shawn Larson out of his mind?" "I'd heard that he was a notorious mama's boy, and everyone knew about it. He even needs his mom to help him shower and pull his underwear on!"

We'd only just arrived at the administrative building when I ran into Tanya Hall, one of my classmates. The moment she spotted me, her eyes flashed with jealousy and derision. "Hmph! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you've got someone backing you up, Calista! Even though Mr. Abbott and Mr. Lane have been fired, we're still going to fight this to the very end!"

They definitely had their uses. My small triumph was wiped from my mind as I walked into the huge, amphitheatre style classroom. The thing could seat two hundred and fifty if it could hold a dozen, and it was at least half full. My graduating class had thirty-six kids. There were at least three times that many in this single room.

Chris’s hands trembled, but not from fear. Brock stepped right up to me, grabbing my chin. “Strip. All of you. Desks in a circle—now. We’re turning this classroom into a cum-dump for the night.” We obeyed like we’d been waiting for it. Clothes hit the floor in a frenzy. Desks scraped across the linoleum as we shoved them into a rough ring, chairs piled in the corner. The whiteboard became a cum rag within minutes. I was naked first, my seven-inch cock rock-hard and leaking, balls tight. The seniors circled us like wolves, already palming the massive bulges in their sweatpants. Brock’s was obscene, thick as a wrist, easily ten inches or even more.

The faint scent of lemon cleanser hung in the air like we’d walked into a live-action Scandinavian furniture catalog. Zane strolled behind me, unhurried, while Ash clung to him like an over-caffeinated koala. I could hear their quiet exchange, Zane answering every one of Ash’s endless questions as if he were an expert on why fire trucks had to be red instead of purple or why babies didn’t have teeth but still managed to be terrifying. “We have four core classrooms depending on age,” Lara chirped, her enthusiasm far too caffeinated for this hour. “Ash will join the three-to-four group, our Sunbeam Class. We focus on exploratory and sensory-based learning, so everything here is hands-on.”

His face was really red and it looks like he's gonna pass out from laughing. We took the elevator to the last floor where the private classroom is. On getting there, Adam opened the door for me to get in. The classroom was very beautiful with just 4 tables & chairs. The classroom was just like an office and the tables were arranged in a semi circle facing the board. A shelf was beside the board and it consists of books. The projector was above us. The tables have our names on them. The names were written on a glass board just like you would see in an office of an influential person. I walked to my table and noticed I was sitting between Anthony and Aiden. Adam's table was beside Aiden's. I w

These girls will learn to fall in line where I'm concerned whether they like it or not. I enter my room and dim it of its bright light. Their Cologne fills up the room and my pussy purrs to life

Dennis suddenly stopped at a certain room. "This is my classroom." he enunciated. Bella's eyes instantly read the placard on the door. The room is section 3-B. "You're in 3-B? You belong to the second smartest class, huh?" she said, while feeling a bit impressed. There are still a lot of things that she don't know about Dennis. There were 14 desks and seats inside. The room was spacious enough and it looks clean and neat. Bella noticed that Dennis was already seated at the desk at the corner part of the classroom, just beside the window.