Title:           KidAnonXTeacher Twilight, Pt 1
Author:          auag
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First Edit:      Sunday 17th of January 2016 11:54:37 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Wednesday 17th of February 2016 07:26:38 AM CDT

>"Anon, I'm going to need you to stay after class for an extra study session. I've already let your parents know you will be staying late today."
 
"What? Again?!"
>Your classmates laugh at you as they walk out of the room
>She sighs
>And gets off of her desk
>Her horn lights and buttons start getting undone on her shirt
>Like usual
>You're never sure why
>Her tail flicks and you notice her sway quite a bit when she saunters over
>"I'm afraid so, Anon."
>She stops before you, towering over your little form
>And adjusts her glasses
>A worried look on her face
>"I'm worried you're just going to fall further behind."
"I'm trying, Ms. Twi-"
>"I don't doubt that, Anon."
>She gets besides you, sitting down
>Your chair wasn't that high
>Her head is level with yours
>"I want to go over the last quiz with you."
>Oh
>That one
>She levitates over a piece of paper from her desk
>And drops it in front of you
>A big F is written on it
>The first question is blank
>There's an integral sign with a circle through it
>Some x's, y's, trig functions
>A blobby looking donut
>"The strangest thing is that you've been doing really well on your homeworks."
>Gulp
>She scoots closer
>Her hoof moves across your neck, gliding slowly
>Before reaching your shoulder and pulling you in a little
"W-well, the exam's hard-"
>"Question 1 is the most basic example and it's blank."
"Uhm, time pressure."
>"Then why don't you show me how to do this, Anon?"
>She rubs your shoulder gently, massaging it
>"Go ahead."
>You stare at the quiz
>You literally have no clue how to start
>This is not fifth grade material
"I don't really know what to do."
>"Well, what problem are we trying to solve?"
"Something with that donut?"
>She sighs
>And rubs your shoulders, pulling you in close
>Her mane scratches against your cheek
>"Do you see these arrows on the curves?"
>Nod
>Her mane smells really nice actually
>"Good! Now what condition do these curves have to satisfy before we can use what we learned?"
>Shrug
>"They have to be simple. Closed. Do you know what that means?"
>Shake
 
>She turns towards you
>And lets out another sigh
>One that you feel on your face
>You're that close to her
>Her breath smells...minty?
>Weird
>"Anon, you have to try, okay?"
>She puts on a concerned look on her face
"I really don't know!"
>"Did you take any notes?"
>You didn't
"Uhhh, I think I left them at home."
>"Do you want to check your backpack?"
>You look down under your desk
>And decide to just lean down anyways
>Her hoof removes itself from you as you lean down
>Your back is bent as you ruffle through your pack
>When suddenly a poke against your backside sends you jumping a little
>Your head hits the desk with soft thud
>"Sorry!"
>You return back to the desk, looking at her
>Rubbing your head
>"I slipped, silly me."
>Nervous laughter for some reason
"I didn't find anything."
>"That's okay, Anon."
>She brings her hoof back around you, pulling you in
>"See how the lines of the curves don't cross each other, and it's perfectly closed?"
"Does that mean it passes?"
>She taps a pen onto the hole in the middle of the squiggly donut
"So no?"
>She smiles
>Ruffles your hair with her other hoof
>"Good boy. That's right, Anon."
>Her face turns back towards the paper
>And she pulls you in, cheek against her cheeks
>You feel them move each time she talks
>"We can't invoke the theorem with this hole in the middle of the region. Do you know what to do?"
>You faintly remember...
>Nothing at all
>"Anon?"
>Her hoof strokes you gently on the side
>"It's okay. That's what I'm here for."
>She nuzzles against you
>None of your other teachers were this touchy feely
>"So we have to cut it in two, right here."
>She draws a line through the donut
>Adds some arrows so all the curves go counter clockwise
>"Do you see how it works?"
>You feel like it's making a little sense
>Actually not at all
"N-no."
>A brief pause
>"So we have two curves with no holes in their regions, anon."
>Sure
"Okay."
 
>She drops the pencil
>And brings both hooves on your face, turning you over
>She rears back a little
>Her muzzle is right in front of your mouth
>"Anon, you have to try, okay? I really want you to understand."
>You smell her sweet breath with each word
>Is it normal for a teacher to do this?
"I'm trying-"
>She leans in
>Lips touch
>She pulls out
>Gives you a smile
>"Then keep trying, alright?"
>What just happened?
>You bring a hand up to your lips, wiping it
"W-what did you do?"
>"Don't worry about it, I know how to get my students motivated."
>It felt weird
>Not good
>But not bad
>Why is she always doing strange things?
"O-okay, teacher, uhm, can we continue?"
>You just want to get this over with
>And play with your friends
>Unicorns must be so smart
>None of them ever got held back
>She gives you a smile
>Releases her hold on your face
>When the cool air rushes in, you realize how warm they were
>A hand moves up to your cheeks, stroking it, as she leans back towards the exam
"Why-"
>"Don't worry about it, it's a study guide to help you."
>Maybe she does this with your friends and that's why they understand everything
>You find yourself leaning against her naturally
>Her hoof goes back around you
>And she continues
>"So now that I have these two regions, do you remember what to do next?"
>If she was really smart, she'd notice you'd have no idea by now
"No, will you show me?"
>That sounded a little eager
>She giggles
>"Of course, that's why I'm here."
>She draws some more integral signs
>You recognize them
>But you have no idea why they're there
>"We take the line integral and convert it to a double integral so we can easily get the value."
>None of that really made any sense to you
>Maybe she'd like it if you were active
"W-why?"
>A pause
>Glance
>Smile
>"Do you want me to go over the proof again?"
>Oh gods no
>You'll be here forever
>You shake your head as fervently as you can
>She giggles again
>"You just have to know the theorem for the exam, Anon."
 
>"Do you see these functions here?"
>She jabs towards some cluster of x's, y's, and trig signs
"Yeah?"
>"Do you remember how to integrate it?"
"No."
>"See how it'll be easier if we switch the order of integration for the first one?"
>She writes the same thing
>Just the numbers on the integral changed
>And the dx and dy flipped
>"Do you see it now?"
>Shake
>Her hoof runs up, sliding fur against your neck
>And rubs against your cheek
>"It's alright. I'll help you."
>She scratches some large terms on the paper
>Working some magic with the numbers
>"Do you remember integration by parts?"
>Faintly
>Almost
>Not quite
>Nah
"Only a little. Can you show me?"
>She mhms
>And runs her hoof against your skin slowly while she explains the process
>"See how we're integrating with respect to y first?"
>Nod
>"So if we treat x as constant, and draw a table like so..."
>She drones on but you're not really paying too much attention
>Her smell is really getting to you
>And it's really sweet
>Or
>Wait, the scent wasn't there before
>You give a whiff of the air
>She turns towards you, pausing her explanation
"Do you smell something?"
>Something strong and sweet
>Her face gets a little red
>But she smiles
>Isn't it supposed to show embarrassment?
>"Do you like the smell?"
>She sets the pencil down
>Eyes are looking at you
>Uhh
>Twilight has some really strange teaching methods
"Yeah? It's really sweet. But it smells really strange."
>"Does it help you study?"
>Not at all
>It's really distracting
>But you can just tell she wants the right answer
"Yeah. It does, a lot. Are you doing it?"
>She nods
>"Do you want to take a small break before we continue?"
>Break?
>This early?
>Hey, you're not complaining
"Yeah. A break would be nice."
>"How does the smell make you feel, Anon?"
>This is getting into some really weird territory
"I mean, it's just a smell, right?"
>"I think it would help you learn this material more."
>Maybe it was just scented candles then
>"Want to know where it came from?"
 
>There's a weird smile on her face
>You can't deny you're just a little curious
>Her horn glows a little brighter
>You don't see anything in front of you
>She holds herself against you while you scan around you
"Where-"
>Her body shifts into you
>You glance backwards
>She lifts the other leg
>And off comes her panties
>Come to think of it, a teacher that wears clothes was a little weird
>So she was probably getting comfortable
>She lifts them up
>They're dark and the smell gets stronger as they come up
>She dangles them in front of you
>The smell is definitely coming from there
>Scented clothes, definitely not the norm
"Um, Miss Twi-"
>"Do you like it?"
>You recoil a little
>But
>It did smell a little nice
"Why are they scented?"
>She dabs it against your cheek
>You bring your head back, but it just goes into her hoof
>"They're yours if you do well on the next quiz."
>She giggles
>You don't really care
>And bring a hand up to wipe against your cheek
>"Is my student going to taste it?"
>What?
>Why would you-
>Her hoof moves to your hand
>And pokes it at your mouth
>Her horn is glowing and you hear a faint vibrating sound
>From behind
>It tasted like sugary water
>But stickier
>A bit like juice
>When she takes off her hoof, you spit it out
>Coughing
"What was that for?"
>"How was it?"
>Her eyes are half-lidded
>With that weird smile
>And bright blush on her face
>Her panties are still dangled in front of you
>You just realize you just tasted her wet clothes
>And gag a little
"U-uhm, I don't think it-"
>"It's a study aid, it'll help you learn. You want to be smart, don't you?"
>Well
>You can't deny that
>Maybe it does have some power you hadn't thought about
>But
>You glance at the floating pair
"I guess."
>She waves it
>You reach out, grabbing it
>Feeling the soft, wet fabric in your hands
"So why do they smell good? Do you buy them like that?"
>She giggles again
>She's been doing that a lot
>"Anon, they don't smell like that by themselves."
 
>Well, now you're really curious
"Where did it come from, then?"
>She smiles
>A really nice smile
>The kind she only gives to good students
>Her tail flicks in the background
>You notice with your peripheral vision
>Her behind is always swaying
>"Does my student really want to know?"
>Something about that question seemed different
>Like how some of the fillies talk to the colts in your grade
"Yeah?"
>She seemed really pleased with your answer
>And she gets closer
>Closer
>Her muzzle in front of yours
>She whispers
>"Then let me show you."
>She retreats
>Turns around
>Tail swishes against you
>You recoil when the soft strands whip against your cheek
>Her naked thighs are before you
>It was normal to look
>Sometimes fillies and mares got angry at you
>But they were just so different here
>The smell though
>It was nothing like before
>You almost drop the pair of panties when it gets to your nose
>Strong
>Sweet
>Like pure bliss
>Your head reaches forward instinctually
>You weren't even thinking about it
"W-what are you doing?"
>None of the fillies or mares were okay with you looking
>You even got a reprimand from a teacher once
>But her back arches
>Her tail flicks aside
>Her head leans back
>And gives you a smile
>"Give it a whiff, Anon."
>You listen to her
>And breathe in deeply
>Letting the scent fill your nostrils
>Sweet
>Delicious
>Like being in a candy store
>But better somehow
>You feel something tingle against the back of your head
>Her magical grip
>Pushing agains the back of your head
>It pulls you towards her
>And you're met with her wet folds
>Liquids splattering against your lips, mouth, nose, cheeks
>It's sticky
>Itchy
>Wet
>Weird
>Different
>"Go ahead and taste it."
>This is starting to feel wrong
>Something tells you you shouldn't be doing this
>But you mutter dissent
>Your voice is captured by her
>She moans out
>Her body vibrates against you
>This is wrong
 
>"Tell me what you do next, Anon!"
>What the hell
>What is she talking about
>You hear the tingling of her magic
>Your quiz lifts in the edge of your vision
>And pushes against the side of your cheeks
>That covers the entirety of your left sight
>While she's pushing you against her still
>Her fluids are dripping onto you
>Coating your philtrum
>Running down your lips
>You can't help but taste it
>It's like some of the cough medicine you get
>The sweetened kind
>Really really sweet
>By instinct you venture out a tongue
>And she moans out
>The paper continues to prod against you
"Mhmpf mff mffph?"
>Her backside pushes against you
>With so much force you're pushed back
>Your chair leans over
>Your hands wave in the air
>Clutching at what you can
>It ends up being your teacher's flanks
>Both of them
>You feel her body vibrate as she giggles
>"Do you really like it, Anon?"
>Your hands clutch against her skin
>Fingers digging into soft, lush fur
>Mostly you're trying not to fall over
>She wiggles into you
>You're having a hard time breathing
>"Use - ah! - your tongue!"
>Her words are short
>Breaths are loud
>You feel a weird feeling throughout you
>Concentrating about your lower body
>How is this supposed to help you concentrate?
>She keeps wiggling
>It gets frantic
>You reach out your tongue just in case
>And the flavors
>They're amazing
>Like every candy in the world
>Compounded into something sweet and amazing
>Your tongue flicks against her
>You're rewarded with a moan
>A gasp
>Vibrations against your mouth
>Your hands try to remove themselves from her
>You don't really care if you fall at this point
>But something tingles against you
>And her magic holds your hand against her
>She yells out
>Something spills out from her
>Wet
>Strong
>Scented
>Sweet
>And it fills your lips, your mouth, even up your nose
>You try to sputter, only sending vibrations into her folds
>Her magic wavers
>And she finally lets go
 
>Gravity takes you, and you fall back with your chair
>As you fall, specks of her fluids spray out towards you, coating your vision
>And you land with a thud
>Your head bounces against the floor a little
>An extra squirt falls out from her
>Onto your shirt
>You cough, sputter, gag a little
>And roll to the side, off of your chair
>You face the ground, coughing out her sweet liquids
>Looking up at her
>Confused
>Why was she doing all this?
"What was that for?"
>Her hoof was at her crotch
>You actually hadn't noticed it at all before
>She's rubbing fiercely at it
>Liquids are spraying out at your clothes and you scramble backwards
"Miss Twilight?"
>She moans out
>The quiz right next to her is wet with her fluids
>She drops it on the floor, magic released
>Her fluids drip on your plastic chair instead now
>And she arches her back again, screaming out
>"Anon!"
>You step backwards, feeling the desk behind you push against your back
>She rubs herself faster
>Her hoof a blur
>More liquids spray out
>Splashing on your chair
>She stops, breathing heavily
>Turning around
>In the weird turn of events, you had dropped her panties
>They're not right below your desk
>She brings her head around, looking at you
>Mouth open, panting, tongue slightly out
>Face fully red
>"I think that's enough for break, do you want to continue?"
>Her magic brings your chair upright
>Liquids and all still on it
>You see a pool in the middle reflect on it
>She gives you a wide grin
>Still panting
>"Take a seat, and we can keep going."
>You're not sure if this is right
>What just happened?
>She licks her hoof
>Like it's normal to do it
>Some of your friends do it but the other colts just laugh at them
>It's supposed to be a weird thing
>"Well, Anon? Don't you want to study?"
>Your chair is wet
>But she seems adamament about it
"C-can I get a different chair?"
>She smiles
>Brings a hoof to your shoulders
>"What's wrong with your chair?"
>A thousand things, really
>But you're not one to argue with teacher
 
>You step up to the chair
>Hesitating just a little
>Looking at that pool
"Uhm..."
>She raises an eyebrow
>Adjusts her glasses
>"I thought you liked it, Anon."
>You were really more ambivalent, despite the weird good sensations you got
>She frowns a little
>That really gets to you
>Her eyes look almost disappointed
"I did, I really did."
>It seems to assuage her worries
>She gives a small smile
>Scoots the chair out for you
>You step up to it
>Ready to sit down
>As you begin, you feel her hoof grip firmly against you
>"Your parents might not like you getting those pants wet, Anon."
>You give a big sigh of relief
>And relax, just a little
>"I think you should take those pants off before you sit on it."
>Okay, this is really getting weird
>You've never done that before
>Everyone's always been okay with clothes
>It was normal
>At least, for you
>"It'll help you study for the midterm, Anon."
>You look at her
>Her eyes gaze back at yours
>Gentle eyes
>A small smile on her lips
>You can't help but feel slightly reassured
>But
>Taking off your pants?
>That was-
>Her magic tingles around your crotch
>And you hear the zipper pull down
>And the button unbutton
>Your hands move to your pants, trying to pull them up
>It's a small tug of war for your pants
>Her magic pitched against your arms
>You win for a bit
>She places a hoof on your shoulders
>"You should trust your teacher, Anon."
>She gets closer to you
>Her head leans down
>Muzzle lined with your mouth
>"Don't you want to learn better? Be as smart as your peers?"
>She leans in
>Mouth against yours
>Soft lips meets yours
>And as you taste her your grip releases
>Your pants slide down
>She pulls back
>Giggles
>Wipes her mouth
>Licks her mouth
>what?
>Her eyes are looking down at your boxers
>"Why don't you take those off, too?"
 
>Of all the things you thought you'd be afraid of
>Your teacher yelling at you
>Telling you you couldn't do anything
>Failing you so you have to repeat this grade again
>She's failed you twice now
>You wouldn't have imagined taking your pants off being one of them
>You did it all the time in the shower, after all
>Just never instead of someone else
>Even your parents let you do it by yourself once you got a little embarassed about it
>But the idea of taking off not only your pants, but your boxers
>And standing naked in front of your teacher?
>That was the stuff of nightmares
>You shiver, and she giggles
>She's turning out to be really mean
>"What's wrong?"
>She leans forwards
>Head bent down
>Muzzle against your crotch
>It feels uneasy and you shirk backwards
>Her hoof reaches around your thighs, pulling you in
>Her mouth opens and for a moment you're afraid she's going to bite you
>She does
>But she bites the end of your boxers
>Looks up at you
>Smiles at you
>And pulls down
>It tears a little
>Your hands grip against it
>But they relax a little when her hooves move up against your hands
>She holds them, gently rubbing them
>You can't help but feel alright in her grasp
>And let go
>She pulls it down entirely, letting your privates out in the air
>It tingles, tickles, feels weirdly
>You can't help but move a hand to cover them
>She giggles, releasing her grip on your boxers, and bringing her head back up
>Her hooves are still against your hand, gently rubbing
>"What's wrong, Anon?"
>Maybe it's being naked in front of your teacher?
"Can I put my pants back on?"
>"But Anon, students learn more when they don't wear pants."
>That doesn't make sense
>"Your peers don't wear any pants."
>That makes slightly more sense
>Barely
>Almost
"I guess."
>You shrug
>She brings a hoof towards your privates
>And places them just above
>You shudder
>Her hoof rubs against your bare skin, playing with it a little
>"Then why are you scared?"
 
>Something tells you you should be
>But nothing concrete comes to mind
>Why were you?
>No one else was afraid of nudity
>Only you were
>You were the weird one
>Some of the colts even made fun of you for wearing clothes
>Her hoof grips your hand
>Gently lifting it
>You let her
>And she reveals you
>Licking her lips
>And giving you a smile
>"You look really good down here, Anon."
>Huh?
>No one's ever said that
"Really?"
>"Yes, really, Anon."
>Her hoof moves over to your crotch
>Not touching, just hovering
>It still sends an electric jolt through your body
>And you bend forward just a little
>She grins at you
>"Is something wrong, Anon?"
>You glance at the clock
>Still some time left
"Can we get back to the test?"
>This is making you uncomfortable
>You're almost sure this isn't what teachers should be doing
>She glances towards the wet quiz on the ground
>Lifts it up
>It drips
>You even hear the plinking of fluids against the puddle undearneath
>"This one?"
>You gulp
"Y-yeah."
>Her hoof moves forward
>Touching against you
>You bend forward, gasping
>No one's touched you there before that you remember
>Not even family
>It sends tingling feelings throughout your entire body
>You almost quiver a little
>Your breath gets a little shorter
>"Something wrong?"
>She tilts her head
>And her hoof wiggles against you
>Your...thing gets hard
>Like when you're about to pee
>She moves it against your length
>Brushing it up and down
>But not aggressively
>Like
>Just a gentle mare
>Her hoof is careful, and you just feel warm fur brushing against the underside
>"I'll be careful."
>She smiles
>Brings the quiz onto the table
>And waves towards the chair with her other hoof
>The hoof on your body is still touching
>Fondling
>Rubbing up and down
>Giving you all sorts of weird feeling
>Your words come out like a grunt
"O-okay."
 
>You hold the chair, looking at the wetness pooled on it
>You hesitate a little too long
>And she prods her hoof forward
>Forcing you to lean backwards from the sudden influx of sensations
>Onto the wet, wet chair underneath you
>You feel your butt coated with the fluids, and it's an uncomfortable feeling
>Her hoof never removes itself from you all the while
>It feels warm
>Like someone sat on it for a while
>And the liquid feels sticky against your skin
>You reach a hand down to scratch
>And your teacher giggles
>"Want to taste some more, little Anon?"
"N-no."
>She brings the hoof not touching your crortch down your side
>Rubbing it
>You feel stickiness on her hoof as she dabs against the liquid
>And spreads it against your skin
>Before pulling back
>She licks it in front of you
>Miss Twilight has always been a little weird
>But this is starting to creep you out
"M-miss?"
>She laps the tip of her hoof, rolling her tongue around her mouth
>Before giving a slight gulp
>"Yes, Anon?"
>You point towards the wet quiz
>She smiles
>"I told you it would help you learn, didn't I?"
>Maybe she was right
>You really would rather be learning than-
>Her hoof starts moving up and down against your stick
>And you lean over, gasping
>She giggles again
>Hoof against your back
>"Don't worry, Anon. I'm just testing your concentration."
>Her movements get a little faster
>Both your hands are on your table, steadying yourself as best as you can
>It goes on for a few moments
>Before she stops
>Hoof still against your shaft
>And she leans towards the quiz
>Giggling
>"Well, now that we have the value for this line integral, what do we do with this?"
>Your mind can't switch that fast
>You're still gasping
>Panting
>Her warm hoof against your privates is still too much
>You pull yourself back
>Scraping against the wet fluids underneath
>"Anon?"
 
>Her hoof moves with you, moving down, towards your sack
>Rubbing against it
>Massaging it
>Holding it
"I-I really don't know, Miss-"
>A tingly feeling envelopes your stick
>And you gasp out as she starts stroking it
>Vibrating it while she works it
>"I think you know the answer, Anon."
>You don't
>You have no idea
>The math is beyond you
>Her rubbing, vibrations, fierce stroking doesn't help
>You moan out, feeling something rise up against you
>Her magic releases
>Her hoof stops
>You gasp
>Almost crying
>This feels good
>But it feels wrong, and not right
>The mixed feelings confuse you
>What's even going on?
>"Do you want to feel good, Anon?"
>Her muzzle leans in next to your ear
>Whispering
>"Do you?"
>A soft giggle
>You're not sure what she means
>You're not sure you want to know what she means
>You almost shake your head
>But that image of disappointment fills your mind
>A small frown
>Stern eyes
>Knowing you're not her favorite
>Knowing you're not her smartest
>Something just tells you to go along
>And you nod meekly
>"Good."
>Soft voice
>Soft whisper
>A breath against your ear
>And the vibration starts again
>Causing you grip hard against the table
>"We do the same to the other line integral."
>She's receded her head
>And talking at her normal voice
>Almost like nothing is happening
>Like her hoof isn't massaging your sack
>Or her magic isn't stroking your shaft
>You just grunt
>Moan
>Gasp
>"What was that?"
>You bite your lips
>And shake your head
>Trying hard to stifle your moan
>"It's really simple, Anon."
>She smiles
>Jabbing a hoof towards the wet paper
>Your head leans forward a little
>Mostly due to her stimulation
>And the smell of her sweetness wafts up to your nose again
>"Are you thinking back on our break, Anon?"
>A crooked smile
>Your shaft feels like it's going to burst for some reason
>Your gasps and moans are pants now
>And she leans in
>Muzzle against your cheeks
>A soft kiss
>She moves out, near your ear
>"Cum for me, my student."
 
>You have no idea what that means
>But the way she said those words
>A little grunt in between
>Rhythm falling with her strokes
>That makes you want to feel like...peeing
>But not really
>A different feeling, almost the same
"P-please stop! I'm going to-"
>"Do it."
>You feel yourself tense up
>Legs squeeze together
>Her hoof moves up
>Magic releases
>Her soft fur is on the underside of your stick
>She leans down
>In front of you this time
>Her mouth is open, her glasses drip lower
>It comes, it finally comes
>An intense feeling of relief passes through you
>And a white substance squirts out of your tip for a brief moment
>Before your teacher leans down and engulfs it in her mouth
>The next thing you feel is warmth
>Wet warmth around you shaft as you continue to erupt
>Squirt
>Suck
>Squirt
>Suck
>And that was it
>Her neck gulps, and you see the bulge travel down with each squirt
>She's taking it all in, no drop spared
>And holds it there for a few moments
>Her hoof moves back down, rubbing, massaging against your sack
>You feel the suction against yourself, pulling you into her
>Her tongue flicks, laps against your underside
>Rolling about it
>Coating it in her saliva
>You're too in the moment to care
>It felt really good
>Amazingly good
>Like someone just showed you the best way to take candy from a store
>Or how to get past a guarded door
>Even better
>You lean back
>Your butt slides against the sticky fluids, retarding your motion a little
>She finally slips out
>Giggles
>Gives your shaft a final lick
>And turns towards you
>A big smile on her face
>A faint blush on her cheeks
>She readjusts her glasses
>"How was it, Anon?"
"I-it w-was g-good."
>You're yammering for some reason
>The high is still there, and you keep thinking about it
>Her warm lips wrapped around you
>Soft, smooth tongue against you
>She giggles once more
>"But we're not done, yet, Anon."
 
>That made no sense
>But you just lean back in your little plastic chair
>Taking in a nice warm feeling
>The clock in the background shows you still have 30 minutes left
>Time felt like it passed a lot faster than that
>Her hoof removes itself from you
>She brings the exam up, floating in front of you
>Weird
>It looks like a lot of it's dried
>That shouldn't have happened in 30 minutes
>You glance at the window
>The sun looked a lot lower than it did
>Wet hooves grip your cheeks
>And turn you towards her
>"Where are you looking?"
"It looks like it's getting dark-"
>"Nonsense!"
>The pony releases her hold
>And gestures towards the clock
>It didn't really change much from the last time you looked at it
>Not even the second hand, which you were sure was supposed to change more often
>"As you can see, we still have plenty of time to catch you up."
>You glance at the paper
>The quiz had 5 questions after all
>5 made you all excited until you realize how hard they were
>A page of derivations for each
>"So, what do we do with the second line integral?"
>How does she do that?
>Just act like nothing happened?
"Miss Twilight?"
>"Yes?"
"W-what did we just do?"
>She smiles
>Her hooves touch against your side
>Moves under your shirt
>Rubbing against your skin
>"It's how you can get smarter, Anon."
>It's starting to not sound really convincing
>You don't remember seeing any of the other colts held behind
>Or her doing any of this during class
>"Trust your teacher."
>A small smile
>Small, but gentle
>Nice
>Comforting
>You feel close to her for some reason
>It's not too hard to trust her
"I do."
>And you give her a small smile in return
>Hers almost explodes
>A full grin
>Hooves move around you and pull you in for an embrace
>"That's my student. I have so much more to teach you."
 
>You hold the embrace with her for a while
>It just feels nice
>Warm fur against you
>Her breath breezing past your ear
>You close your eyes
>She moves back
>Positions her head in front of you
>And leans in against you again
>Muzzle against yours like last time
>You've seen this before
>Adult ponies doing this
>Your adoptive parents doing it
>And you squirm, hands moving down to her shoulders
>It's supposed to be special
>Not like this
>That's what you were told
>But even if Miss Twilight wasn't your special friend
>Why did it still feel good?
>She clutches you tighter
>You feel her tongue reach against your lips
>You can't budge too much
>Or at all
>It gets hard to breathe
>And you gasp
>She takes the opportunity
>Her tongue dives into your mouth
>And...
>First, it tickles
>Her tip flicks against your own tongue
>Secondly, it tastes amazing
>Sweet, thick like sugary cream
>A hint of saltiness
>Her tongue draws patterns on top of yours
>Or at least, you imagine it to be
>Why else would she swirl it across
>Up
>Down
>Flicking
>Scraping against your gums, inner cheeks
>You move your tongue up instinctually
>Matching hers
>Trying to do what she was doing
>It just feels right
>You reach hers
>And trail along her
>She moves to the left of your mouth
>Your tongue laps against the bottom of it
>You feel her breath inside your mouth
>An exhale here
>A fresh breath of minty breath following
>It goes on for a few moments
>And she pulls back
>A thin trail connects your lips before popping
>Your head leans naturally forwards, but she holds you back
>A hoof on your mouth while she rubs against her lips with the other one
>And wipes it against your cheek
>Normally that would freak you out
>But this sends instead weird shudders through your body
>She giggles as you exhale
>And gestures towards the exam
>Half an hour was up
>And you didn't even finish the first question
>"Ready to continue?"
>Nod
 
>She turns towards the quiz
>And you turn your body towards it
>What liquid was on the chair was mostly dry, just sticky
>And you stand up, starting to pull your pants back up
>She looks towards you
>An eyebrow raised
>"What are you doing?"
>Your hands stop halfway
"J-just pulling my-"
>"I don't remember asking you to."
>A small smile
>A hoof against your crotch
>A small push pulling you back into the chair
>And you're back where you started
>She leans forward, moving a hoof to the top of your pants
>And pushes them down
>Back to your ankles
>"Now, as I was saying, once you solve these two integrals, how do you solve for the total line integral?"
>It's not fair
>You're still processing whatever just happened
>Running through it
>Maybe it was normal
>She'd never done this before
>All the other-
>You gasp
>Her hoof squeezes around your stick
>Sending more of the electric feelings throughout you
>It's weird because you're feeling a little numb there after what happened
>"How will you learn if you don't pay attention?"
>Gulp
>Nod
"Uhhhh..."
>"It's okay if you don't know."
>She's not mad at you
>She doesn't get mad
>She's always nice about it when you don't understand things
>Maybe it was just all the terrible mean teachers you've had
>You're not sure why you still hesitate with her
"I don't know."
>"Well, the integral of sums is the same as the sum of integrals."
>Nod
>No idea what she means
>"That fact doesn't change with line integrals."
>Nod
>Something tells you you'd have an easier time if you were a fifth grader back home
>You lurch forwards when she gives you another squeeze
>Gasping
>She holds it
>"I want you to remember, okay?"
>Sum of integrals, integral of sums
>Got it
"I-I won't - ah! - forget, M-miss-"
>You give a sigh of relief when she releases
>And relax your body
>Breathing a little heavily
 
>"Then let's add these up."
>She gives a really encouraging smile
>The kind where her eyes smile along
>They're looking at you
>But not in the scary way most teachers do it
>A nice way, like how your mom might when you show her a time you did well on a test
>Back when it was easy, simple trig stuff back in the third grade
>You look at the numbers
>They're not numbers
>Just uncalculated trigonometric functions
"Can't we just leave them like this?"
>Stroke
>Gasp
>Stroke
>Stop
>You bend over
>Hands on the desk
>She giggles
>"Good job, I'm proud of you. How was that reward?"
>Your hands touch her panties
>Oh right
>You had dropped them earlier
>On the table
>That's what she said was your reward for doing well later
>But
>This feels better
>She takes her hoof off
>And you can't help but feel a little disappointed
>That is, until you feel a faint tingling
>And the gentle warmth of her glowing horn
>She wraps around your shaft with her magic
>Gently massaging it
>"If you can get through the next problem before the hour is up, I'll give you a..."
>She leans in
>Muzzle next to your ear
>Words a whisper
>"...big reward."
>You gulp
"W-what reward?"
>She points towards the problem
>It's similar to the last one
>Well
>The curve was a simple circle this time
>Except it's also in 3D
>The vector field equation is given
>Not much else
>You reach out
>Her hoof rubs against your back
>Her gentle tingling continues on you
>You pick up her pencil
>And look at her
>A reassuring nod
>And you turn back
>She leans her head in against yours while you look
>How the hell is this even similar to what you just did?
>Even her gentle tingling on your crotch
>Soft rubbing on your back
>Cheeks leaning in on your shoulder
>Can't help you
>They motivate you but they don't help fill gaps
"I don't know."
>Squeeze
>Gasp
"I-I thought that was the r-r-rew-"
>Tighter squeeze
>"Mhm, Anon?"
>Release
>Sigh
>Pant
"I-I thought that was the reward."
>Giggle
>Her body vibrates against you
>"You're saying you like being punished?"
 
>Was it punishment?
>It didn't feel any different
>She gets up taller
>Her magic releases from you
>"Do you want me to go through it?"
>Another nod
>Maybe she'll give you that reward for trying hard
>And you are
>You just aren't that good at math
>None of the concepts come easy to you
>Gradients, integrals, vector spaces
>"See how the circle lays easily on a plane?"
>No
>Not really
>Not at all
>It's just a circle in 3D
>She draws a rectangle
>Oh
>It does
>"Why don't you change the basis?"
>You look up at her
>She smiles at you
>Leans over
>Her magic holds your pencil
>With your hand still in it
>And she moves it
>It feels nice
>Having her guide you
>It feels...
>Safe
>Her hoof gets along your back, rubbing
>And she guides you to writing some weird symbols
>Math you have no clue about
>And suddenly the circle in 3D is a circle in 2D
>Her other hoof is somewhere else
>Moving under her
>And you smell the strong scent again
>Slick
>Scratch
>Slick
>Scratch
>Pencil against paper trades off with the sounds of her hoof
>Sniff
>It smells good
>Scratch
>Slick
>It forms a nice rhythm
>She soon adds little moans to it
>Moan
>Slick
>Scratch
>Soon she's finished
>With the quiz question
>Rambling all the while about something with Starswirl's 1478th theorem
>It all goes over your head
>You do realize her moaning throughout her rambling
>Like she really enjoys his theorems and maths
>She moans out loudly
>Her grip releases
>Her body shakes against you
>Shudder
>Shiver
>Sigh
>Your hand feels a lot heavier without her magic
>"D-did you get all of that?"
>She's barely able to talk
 
>Eager nod
"I did! I thought it was really cool how you t-t-turned.."
>Her hoof had moved out from under her while you spoke
>And now rests, wet, against you
>Rubbing
>Stroking
>The wetness feels amazing
>It lets her hoof slide easily against you
>The matted fur is smooth against you, more like skin
>Less ticklish
>And you can feel her muscle underneath
>Working at you
>She moves down to your base
>Rubbing around between your shaft and sack
>Nudging it
>You start moaning out
>She lets go
>Stands up
>"Nice try, Anon, but I only promised you the reward if you learned, didn't I?"
>Giggle
>A kiss against your cheek
>"Time's up, you should head home."
>Your shaft is hard again
>And you really want to do what you did earlier
>But she walks away
>Towards her desk
>Leaking on the way
>Making a nice trail on the ground that reflects the light
>She gets back to her desk
>That was it?
>"If you want more, you have to promise me you'll study hard."
>Yes
>Anything for more
>You're going to try harder than any time before
>You don't even look forward to playing with your friends all that much anymore
>The thought of her soft, fur
>Warm beating, panting
>Sweet scent
>Your hand moves naturally down
>She smiles
>Leans forward
>Head resting on her hooves
>"Well?"
>You look at her
>Confused
>Glance at the clock
>Time's up
>You're supposed to be gone
>A hot feeling flushes up your cheeks
"Oh, I-I'll head out-"
>"Before you're done?"
>Huh?
>"You can finish before you leave."
>Smile
>A nice warm smile
>But..
>Her magic wraps gently around your hand
>And moves it against your shaft
>The tingling sensation lingers for a moment
>Before dissipating
>You look at her, a little surprised
>She wasn't close
>She wasn't there to take whatever it was
>What if you get things dirty?
>What-
>"Go ahead, you have my permission."
"What if it gets dir-"
>"I'll clean it up."
>Her smile shows her teeth
>And you oblige her
 
>Your hand moves over your shaft
>Rubbing against it
>Imagining it was her hoof
>Stroke
>Smile
>You look into her eyes
>Rubbing yourself
>She seems happy
>And you feel...nice
>It feels good that she's watching
>Encouraging
>Like a good teacher should be
>Your hand moves up
>Down
>Up
>Your stroking quickens
>She keeps looking at you
>Her tongue gives a lap against her lips
>But she otherwise keeps still
>You stare deep into her purple eyes
>Hands rubbing faster
>You imagine the tingling sensation of her magic
>Once again on your skin
>Over your stick, over your hand
>Guiding you, helping you
>Teaching you
>Showing you the right way
>She knew so much
>You gasp a little
>And you want to learn so much from her
>She leans forward slightly
>Just barely
>You feel the sensation penting up
>Your breathing gets shorter
>And you look towards her for permission
>Hands almost a blur
>Thighs forward
>Hips up
>She nods
>And you let go
>A loud grunt
>Moan
>Gasp
>White...something shoots out
>It's just a spurt this time
>And it's not much
>But enough to touch the table
>Getting on the edge
>It looks a little like syrup
>If it was white
>You bring your hips down
>Legs spread
>Hands to your sides
>Panting heavily
>"Thank you. You can go, now, and I'll see you tomorrow."
>That's right
>You'll see her every day for the rest of the semester
>That sends a wave of joy through you
>You spend a few catching your breath
>And finally get up
>She doesn't seem to mind
>The sun was setting
>But she's really patient with you
>Watching you with a smile as you collect your belongings
>And pull up your pants
"I'll try really hard to study, Miss Twilight, I really will!"
>That smile doesn't ever stop giving you little fluttering feelings
>And you start heading towards the door
>"Oh, and Anon?"
"Yes, teacher?"
>"Please don't tell anyone about this."
>Small thing
>No idea why
>But you nod vigorously
"I won't at all."
>And you waltz out
>Happy as a kid on christmas