The Shower
From Torg Adventure
"Go ahead, Gina," Miss Lange says.
"I wrote a free verse poem called 'The Shower'," says Gina as she holds her paper.
"Water spraying down, washing away the soap. His cock is stiff from watching my nakedness. I take it in my mouth, delighting in the feel of his hardness on my tongue."
She's talking about you. Is everyone going to write about you? As Gina reads, her hand unconsciously touches her breast and then plays with her nipple. She is flushed.
"His moans of desire quicken my passion. I bob on his dick until he grabs my head to help; I let him fuck my mouth like a cunt. It feels so good to just succumb to him."
Her breathing quickens as she continues. She switches the paper to her other hand. She gropes her other tit.
"Even with him in control, I feel powerful with his cock in my mouth. Then he fills my mouth, my belly, with his cum, salty and sweet at the same time. I am satisfied."
She was really sexy as she read. Looking around, you see most of the girls got excited from her poem. Some are playing with their tits, some are just daydreaming into space, probably about you. The teacher stands and says, "That was wonderful, Gina. You've got a real talent for erotica." She picks up her notepad to consult her notes and continues, "I liked how you told how you felt, especially the part where you said, 'Even with him in control, I feel powerful with his cock in my mouth.' That's a really great phrase. Thank you, Gina." She puts her notebook down and glances at her grade book.
"Okay, Kayla Doherty, please."
A flashy redhead with big tits stands up, holding her paper. She glances at you and winks. You can't remember if she was in the Sex Ed class or the swim class. Maybe you saw her in the dorm. But you know you've seen her.
What happens next?
