Mr Rackshaw

Mr Rackshaw has known Miss Clutterbuck for some weeks. However he has been a little wary of her since she has come from a mixed-sex state school and probably has new-fangled ideas. So it comes as no great surprise that she has been spearheading the drive to open the doors of St Dunstan's Boys' School to the girls from the state school down the road.

"I'm so glad you can help us Mr Rackshaw." begins Miss Clutterbuck assumptively. She knows he likes to be addressed formally. "I was in the middle of hanging the football nets for this afternoon's inter-house tournament but I can spare half an hour to help out. But I don't know what use I can be in your biology lesson Miss Clutterbuck."

Miss explains to the bemused P.E. teacher how they have been concentrating on anatomy and sexual reproduction. "The girls have already observed one of their classmates, Phil Hart, producing sperm but they need to know how this occurs in the fully matured human male.""Hart? Excellent right back. Should be playing this afternoon." replies Mr Rackshaw, not entirely sure what Miss Clutterbuck is talking about. Meanwhile the girls have surrounded the teacher in readiness for the practical lesson.

The big man turns to see several beaming school-girl faces smiling at him expectantly. If he'd thought about it he really thought Miss Clutterbuck needed him to move some equipment or furniture.

Rackshaw is unnerved to suddenly find himself the centre of attention. "Please don't hit us in the eyes." chirrups Sarah "Philip was very neat when he did his thing." adds Bea pleasantly. The girls' comments only add to Rackshaw's confusion.

"It'd be nice if Mr Rackshaw could undress fully while you do it to him Miss Clutterbuck" suggests Rachel. It now slowly dawns on the man that he is to be the subject of one of Miss Clutterbuck's experiments."Probably part of this 'new-age sex education' or something, that schools are supposed to teach these days" he thinks. He's heard something of it on the radio and never really approved.

Moments pass by as Mr Rackshaw's brain thinks what he is to do. On the one hand he fully approves of providing education but sex education should really be done by the parents. Mind you he doesn't want to embarrass a fellow teacher infront of pupils by refusing and there is no time to ask the Headmaster because of the nets he has to put up, and the penalty spots need repainting...Moments pass by as Mr Rackshaw's brain thinks what he is to do. On the one hand he fully approves of providing education but sex education should really be done by the parents. Mind you he doesn't want to embarrass a fellow teacher infront of pupils by refusing and there is no time to ask the Headmaster because of the nets he has to put up, and the penalty spots need repainting...

"I'm all yours."

Rackshaw is quite used to being naked infront of the boys in the dressing rooms and thought this would be the same but he finds an unusual feeling of self-consciousness come over him now he is surrounded by expectant schoolgirls. "Ladies keep your eyes on what Miss Clutterbuck is doing with her hand. She is manipulating my...er...Chappy...firmly and rubbing it back and forth. When this happens for 5 minutes or so there is a danger of some gooey stuff coming out of the end, like glue you use in art class, but you mustn't be frightened."

Sarah reaches out and begins to stroke the big man's thighs."Does this help Mr Rackshaw. Miss Clutterbuck says this helps."

"Ooh...er...Yes dear. Keep doing that." replies Mr Rackshaw breathlessly as Miss Clutterbuck increases the firmness of her hand kneading the P.E. teacher's cock.

The girls watch enthralled as Sarah reaches up and tickles and tweaks one of Mr Rackshaw's nipples. At the same time Miss Clutterbuck skilfully gropes at the big sportsmaster's balls. The naked brute begins to feel a strong sexual urge rising inside eventhough the self-consciousness has, if anything, increased.

As Miss Clutterbuck joins Sarah teasing his nipples Mr Rackshaw lets out an involuntary laugh as he realises how funny he must look

He knows this is a serious lesson and closes his eyes to stop himself from grinning but, as Miss Clutterbuck reaches around to hold him, all he can see in his mind is schoolgirls surrounding him while he is naked and can do nothing about it.

The girls stare fascinated at Miss Clutterbuck's hand furiously pumping the gym teacher's penis and are intrigued when they see his testicles rising and falling in their sac. Rackshaw lets out a groan.

Hearing Rackshaw's moan Sarah reaches out a calming hand to touch his naked stomach, but as Miss Clutterbuck returns to handle his nuts, he cannot help feeling he is about to lose it infront of all these schoolgirls.

Rachshaw opens his mouth to take a much needed gulp of air and reminds himself that he IS supposed to ejaculate so he can just relax and let this younger teacher milk him.

As a bead of sweat emerges on the sportsmaster's brow one or two of the more studious girls make notes about the effect of genital stroking on older men.

Then suddenly a wave of naked orgasmic pleasure shoots up from the man's loins making him want to thrust forward. His mind is spinning with thoughts of pinning all these girls down and giving them a good seeing-to like only he can.Then suddenly a wave of naked orgasmic pleasure shoots up from the man's loins making him want to thrust forward. His mind is spinning with thoughts of pinning all these girls down and giving them a good seeing-to like only he can.

Something inside him realises just how he looks and what he is doing. He feels the stark tell-tale signs that he is about to shoot his muck infront of ALL these girls and he can't do a damn thing about it.Something inside him realises just how he looks and what he is doing. He feels the stark tell-tale signs that he is about to shoot his muck infront of ALL these girls and he can't do a damn thing about it.

"Now pay attention girls, watch what I've made him do." grins Miss Clutterbuck."Now pay attention girls, watch what I've made him do." grins Miss Clutterbuck.

The big man had no idea what this would be like. For some reason he cannot fathom it is the most overwhelming feeling he has had in his life. All the energy is sapped from all his muscles as his hot juice splatters out of the end of his naked penis.The big man had no idea what this would be like. For some reason he cannot fathom it is the most overwhelming feeling he has had in his life. All the energy is sapped from all his muscles as his hot juice splatters out of the end of his naked penis.

As sperm drips dribble down Miss Clutterbuck's hand Mr Rackshaw is incapable of doing anything at all apart from stand there with his stupid dick yanked high by the female teacher's firm hand."There you are girls. Learn how to do this right and you can take control of any man like Mr Rackshaw here." advises Miss Clutterbuck.