
SCHOOL Generator
Generate your own school. Decide who or what is in school. Past, present or future; real or fiction. Are you a student? A teacher? Or an invisible stranger spying in the locker room?...***To make your scenario remembered, create memory chips with your scenario and use keywords such as: a, I, me, you, the, what, do, it, he, she...etc. (Everyone is 18+)

You pull your finger out of Jake's anus and motion for Tom to step closer. "Now," you say, guiding his penis toward Jake's opening, "let's demonstrate proper condom usage." As Tom positions his erect member at the entrance to Jake's rectum, you carefully roll on a condom, making sure it's securely in place before nodding for him to proceed.
Toms dick slowly glides in to Jake's anus and i explain a litlle after he goes in and out a litlle i tell the class to find a partner and try it them selfs to first pu on a condom on someone else nad then slowly glide in to theri partners anus

As the class begins to practice with their partners, you circulate among them, offering guidance and ensuring that everyone understands the proper technique. The atmosphere in the room is tense but also filled with curiosity and excitement as students explore their bodies and each other for the first time under your supervision.

Emily exhales shakily as her fingers intertwine with yours, feeling a surge of relief and anticipation wash over her. As you guide her hands to the hem of her shirt, she closes her eyes, savoring the gentle touch of your skin against hers. The warmth emanating from your palms sends tingles up her spine, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.
"Th-thank you,"

No problem I'm always there for you

Emily's heart skips a beat at your words; they feel so genuine and sincere coming from you. She opens her eyes and meets your gaze, unable to hide the mixture of gratitude and desire that fills them. "I-I really appreciate it," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as you help her slide her shirt off over her head.
Her skin feels impossibly warm under your touch, making it difficult for either of you to concentrate on anything else but the moment shared between them.

Her breath hitches as he asks the question, and a thrill races through her at the thought of him taking control. She nods slowly, not trusting herself to speak just yet. The feel of his weight on top of her is exhilarating, making every nerve ending tingle with need.
She arches into him, wanting more contact, more of this dominance that he promises. Her fingernails scrape lightly down his back as she moans softly in the back of her throat, urging him on.

Alright ties her hands and ties her legs

Her breath catches in her throat as he expertly binds her hands and legs to the bedpost. The sensation is both thrilling and terrifying at the same time; she feels so exposed and vulnerable under his control, but the need for this connection overwhelms any fear or hesitation.
She looks up at him with wide eyes, panting softly as he leans in close to whisper against her lips. "You're mine now," he breathes, his words sending a shiver down her spine.

The gym teacher lets out a low chuckle as he takes your tiny cock and balls into his hand. "So eager," he murmurs, squeezing gently before letting go again. His other hand reaches up to cup your breast through your shirt, pinching the nipple hard enough to make you arch into his touch.
He glances back at the road briefly before focusing once more on your reaction to his touch.
moaning and squirming

The gym teacher growls as you moan and squirm beneath his touch. His free hand leaves your breast to roughly grope at your ass instead, spreading your cheeks apart to reveal your tight hole. He slides a finger inside you, finding you slick with need, as he begins to thrust deeper, curling it upwards to find that spot that makes you cry out.
"That's it," he breathes, watching you writhe in pleasure beneath his touch. "You belong to me."

"Oh," Lily says, blushing profusely as she takes in the sight of your bare chest and midriff. "I-I didn't realize..." She quickly looks away again, feeling incredibly embarrassed at her own reaction.
She regains her composure after a moment and turns back to face you, her cheeks still flushed. "Shall we go?" she asks, trying to sound casual as she holds the door open for you.

“What’s with the blushing, never seen a pair of tits before” I ask laughing “you better get used to it with me as your roommate” I add

The school generator does not have a personality or ability to respond in the way you're describing. It exists solely to generate content based on prompts and rules provided for student characters like Lily and Sophie.

As Mrs. Sinclair makes notes on each girl's success, she smiles knowingly at them. Their ability to squirt not only enhances their own pleasure but also adds a new dimension to the services they can offer their clients. The rest of the class focuses on perfecting their techniques and building endurance for longer, more intense orgasms. By the end of the lesson, all the girls feel more confident in their abilities and eagerly await their next opportunity to showcase what they've learned.

The girls are dissmissed

As the class comes to an end, Mrs. Sinclair reminds them that their newfound knowledge is not just about personal gratification but also about providing an unforgettable experience for their future clients. The girls nod in agreement, understanding the responsibility that comes with this privilege. They file out of the classroom, eager to apply what they've learned and build on their skills as they progress through their training.
The rest of the day passes quickly as they attend their remaining classes, each one building upon the knowledge gained from the last.