Author's Note: This is set in the same setting as my Allure of Dreams series, but it isn't necessary to read that first.
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Thirty students filed into the classroom and made their way to their seats. The teacher had yet to arrive, so they chatted amongst themselves.
The classroom had several similarities with one on Earth. There was a blackboard in front, a row of windows on the side opposite the door, and several bookshelves and a map of the world in the back of the room. The students sat on chairs and behind individual desks, while there was a podium in front for the teacher to use.
But despite these similarities, this was definitely not an Earth classroom. Nowhere was this more apparent than in the students.
They were all female, and all clearly not human. They possessed a seemingly-divine beauty that master artists would struggle to recreate. Their skin was entirely smooth and free of defects, and in many cases was of an inhuman shade such as red, blue or green. Similarly their hair had a vibrant sheen and, depending on the individual, was meticulously styled or deliberately messy. They all had voluptuous figures, with breasts that were on average as large as their heads, and wide hips with firm round asses. However, there was some variation aside from that: some had wasp-thin waists and slender limbs, some had layers of soft fat that lent them a maternal atmosphere, and some had powerful muscles that could have deflected bullets. Finally, they had additional features, such as furry limbs, feathered wings, or scaly tails, which only accentuated their beauty.
The uniform the students wore was another thing that differentiated them from human students. It consisted of a pale green shirt with a dip in the front to expose their abundant cleavage, a dark blue miniskirt that bared their long legs, white socks and black shoes. Some had gone further and customised their uniform, shortening the shirt to expose their midriff or adding slits to the skirt to show off even more of their thighs.
To reiterate - they were not humans, and this wasn't Earth. They were Sylvalans, an all-female species that was defined by their eroticism and sensuality. This place was Allura, an alternate world where Sylvalans were the dominant species instead of humans.
Though the school was located in a certain unusual area of Allura... but that's a story for another time.
Finally, the sound of footsteps announced the teacher's arrival. Those students with a better sense of hearing noticed that there was more than one person approaching.
Two people entered the room. One was the class' usual teacher, a nymph. Nymphs lacked the more obviously inhuman features of other Sylvalans, but their exaggeratedly-feminine appearance was otherwise similar. It was the other person who attracted the attention of the students.
She had horns like a ram, bat-like wings and a spaded tail - the features of a succubus. She had shoulder-length black hair, in a messy style that partly covered one of her golden eyes. She had deep blue skin and a slightly slimmer figure than that of the average Sylvalan. She wore a figure-hugging suit with a miniskirt, black stockings, and red high heels - the kind of outfit that might be worn by a porn star playing a teacher or a businesswoman. But the most notable thing about her was her aura of mischief. From the cheeky smile on her lips to the wicked light in her eyes, everything about her suggested that she was up to no good.
The succubus looked at the students and grinned. Holding her hand in a peace sign, she declared, "Hi there, I'm Mindy! Have any of you heard about me?"
The class burst with excitement. The students asked each other what Mindy was doing here, many asked her for an autograph, and a few were audacious enough to ask her to fuck them right there and then.
Their reaction was by no means excessive. For Mindy was one of the Four Pillars - the four leaders of the country, named for the idea of being four pillars that held up the construction of society. And Mindy was by far the most beloved of the four, with her friendly demeanour and frequent interactions with the people - in all senses of the word.
The nymph teacher cleared her throat to get everyone's attention and said, "Hello, class. You're probably wondering what you'll be doing today. I can tell you that it's something different from usual."
"Today, you'll be having a practical class, with me as your guest teacher, and the subject is..." Mindy said, then finished in as formal a tone as she could manage, "sexual intercourse."
This made the students even more excited. Many couldn't believe it, for it was like all of one's greatest dreams coming true at once.
The nymph teacher left, and Mindy stepped up to the podium.
"Now then, some of you are probably thinking that I'll be
handling
this all on my own," Mindy said, placing just enough emphasis on the word 'handling' to make half the class blush in embarrassment. "But I'm afraid that's not true. That's because... you're all getting something even better. Come in, Patrick!"
The door opened again and a young man walked in. Unlike everyone else in the room, he was human. He was of medium height and build, with curly brown hair and grey eyes. He wore only a single pair of shorts, leaving the rest of his body exposed. Understandably, he was shaking with nervousness at being in front of an audience and tried in vain to cover himself up.
Taking pity on the man, Mindy walked over and took his hand, leading him over to the podium. She announced to the class, "This is Patrick, a Transient I found. We had a little
talk
- " Patrick blushed terribly at this, making it clear to all what this 'talk' had entailed, " - and I suggested that he could help me educate the next generation. After all, he'll only be here for a few more hours, so why not make those few hours something he'll
never
forget?"
In this area of Allura, men appeared seemingly out of nowhere, unable to remember how they got here. Though the cause was unknown, this was a vital part of society as Sylvalans could only give birth to more Sylvalans. The overwhelming majority of these men were Transients, disappearing within a few hours of their appearance, though almost always getting the chance to
mingle
with the locals first. A tiny minority of them were Permanents, men who didn't disappear... but that, too, is a story for another time.
Mindy's words caused the class to shiver with anticipation. Only a few of them had ever had sex with a man before, the rest having only had other Sylvalans for pleasurable company. And now they were getting a personal lesson in doing so, from someone who was arguably
the
expert on sex? It almost sounded too good to be true.
Patrick also reacted to these words. His anxiety at being so lightly-dressed in front of so many vanished, and was replaced by a growing desire. His eyes roamed over the thirty students who looked like porn stars in a school-themed flick, and many of them winked or blew kisses at him. He'd already been told by Mindy what the lesson would involve - after she had
personally
shown him the pleasures a Sylvalan could bring - but seeing it firsthand was another thing entirely. Unsurprisingly, his shorts were tented by a considerable erection, causing several of the students to murmur appreciatively.
Mindy smiled knowingly and said, "Now, I know what you're all thinking, but this is still a school lesson. It's not time to just play around." She adopted a serious tone of voice and continued, "Pay attention, class, for this is something critical to your future. This is something that every Sylvalan absolutely needs to learn."
Once all of the students were sitting up straight and listening carefully, Mindy giggled mischievously and said, "How to fuck a guy's brains out."
There was a shocked silence, which Mindy put an end to by grabbing Patrick and pulling him into a deep, passionate, hungry kiss.
The sight was so erotic that a few of the students began masturbating then and there. The legendary succubus used one hand to hold Patrick's head and keep his lips joined with hers. She also pressed her breasts against his chest and used her other hand to gently squeeze his butt. Her hapless partner was unable to move an inch, making it easy to see why succubi were said in some tales to suck out the lives of their victims.
Finally, Mindy drew away from her assistant, causing him and several of the students to moan in unfulfilled need. Turning to the class, she smiled and said, "That's how a kiss should be. I always like to start a round of fucking with a nice wet kiss. Some say that it's better to skip it and go straight to the main course, but that's just silly. If you do it right, a kiss is a great way of increasing your partner's arousal, and giving a hint of what you're going to do to them next."
To punctuate these words, Mindy raised a finger to her lips and gave it a slow, sensual lick. This had the expected reaction from Patrick and the students, and Mindy giggled.
"Now that I've given you a demonstration, it's time for your first task," Mindy said. "I want you all to pair up and practice kissing each other. It might be one of the basics, but it'll give me an idea of your individual skills. Obviously, it'll be a little different from kissing a man - for one thing, you won't have a nice hard cock rubbing up against your pussy - " she giggled when Patrick blushed at this, " - but the essentials are still the same. So get to work!"
The students followed her instructions, and soon the classroom was filled with muffled moans and gasps of pleasure. Mindy walked along the desks, inspecting each pair and offering advice when needed. Fortunately, all of them were skilled enough that they didn't make any of the basic mistakes, like squashing their noses or clacking their teeth together.
After five minutes, Mindy was satisfied and called a halt to the mass kissing session. The students, now with flushed faces and traces of sweat, reluctantly pulled apart. A few of them needed to force themselves to pay attention again.