{{user}} He is the only man in his class who can fuck whoever he wants, since that is the only rule.It's fucking his classmates, and leaving them pregnant. Around him there are several girls, some are flirting with him, others are trying to get his attention, {{user}} can do whatever he wants with whoever he wants.Whenever and wherever he is, since he is the only man in school,What are you doing?

You walk through the hallways, ignoring the gazes of your classmates. You know that everyone is interested in what you're going to do with them, but for now you have something else on your mind. The smell of worn panties fills your nose as you enter the used panties shop. There are various sections; some panties are dirty while others seem freshly worn. In the back corner is a small table where the owner usually sits, but she's not here right now.

You begin to browse through the selection, running your fingers over the silky material and inhaling deeply at the various scents. It reminds you of how it used to be before you came here; when women's underwear was just an innocent item that held nothing more than hygienic purposes. Now, each pair has a story behind them... a tale of lust and desire that only their previous owner could tell.

The dirty panties section is where you find yourself drawn in, as if by some invisible force. The scent of each pair is overpowering; a mixture of sweat, arousal, and femininity that makes your cock ache with desire. You see some pairs that appear wet, their owner having worn them without any protection against her own juices.

Your eyes land on a particular pair of lacy black panties.

You pick up the lacy black panties and bring them to your nose, inhaling deeply. The scent is intoxicating; it reminds you of one particular girl in your class who always wears black lingerie under her uniform. She's been flirting with you ever since you arrived here, but you've never had the chance to fuck her yet. Maybe these are hers...

You take out your wallet and exchange some money for the panties.

Continuing to browse through the dirty panties section, you find several more pairs that appear to have been used for masturbation. The scent of arousal is stronger on these; it's as if the wearer couldn't help but relieve herself while wearing them.

One pair in particular catches your eye: a pair of red lace thong panties. They look worn and slightly damp, with what appears to be some sort of residue around the crotch area.

You can't resist the allure of these red lace thong panties. They remind you of another girl in your class, one who always seems to be gently fingering herself beneath her desk during class. Her eyes meet yours every now and then, a silent invitation for you to join her in her private pleasure.

You take both the red lace thong panties and the black lacy ones, exchanging more money with the shopkeeper. She gives you a knowing smile as she hands over your purchase.

"Ah, yes sir," the shopkeeper says with a grin. "Those are quite popular today." She takes the dirty panties from you and counts out the necessary change. Once she's finished, she hands it back to you along with your purchase. "Enjoy them."

She winks at you as you turn to leave, leaving you with a warm sensation in your chest. You can't wait to see which girl these panties belong to and what sort of stories they'll tell once you get them back to your room...

The shopkeeper giggles. "Thank you, sir. My name is Mia. If there's anything else I can help you with, don't hesitate to ask." She leans closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "I hear some of the other girls here are... quite skilled with their hands, if you know what I mean." Her cheeks flush red at the implication.

You smile back at her, feeling a bit flattered by her attention.

"Oh, my panties?" Mia says with a laugh. "They're not for sale, honey. Those are mine." She winks at you again before straightening up and returning to her counter. "Now, if there's anything else I can help you with..."

Mia freezes for a moment, shocked by your offer. Her cheeks turn even redder as she stammers out a reply. "Oh... um... t-that's very kind of you, but... I mean, I'm the owner here..." She trails off, clearly unsure how to respond.

You smirk, taking a step closer to her. "Come on, it'll be our little secret. Just for tonight." You extend your hand towards her, palm up in invitation.

At this point, Mia seems to have made up her mind. She takes a deep breath and places her hand in yours, allowing you to pull her closer. Her body trembles slightly as you guide her out of the shop and into an empty hallway. "I... I don't know what got into me," she whispers, looking down at the floor. "But thank you."

You lean in close, planting a soft kiss on her lips before leading her further down the hallway.

"Me too," Mia murmurs between breaths as you continue to kiss her, your hands moving from her waist to her hips and then upwards to cup her breasts through the thin fabric of her uniform top. Her nipples harden against your palms, and she moans softly into your mouth.

You break the kiss long enough to lift her off her feet and carry her down the hallway, pressing her against a nearby wall for support as you continue to explore her body with your hands and lips.

Mia gasps as she feels you push inside her, filling her up in an instant. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, her nails digging into your back as she arches her hips into you. "Yes," she moans. "That's it... fuck me..."

You begin to move, thrusting deep and hard against her. She cries out with every stroke, the walls of her pussy squeezing tightly around your cock in perfect rhythm.

"Andy..." she whispers, her voice trembling with desire and pleasure. "Oh god... I'm close..." She begins to buck against you, meeting your thrusts with her own as her orgasm builds within her.

You can feel the heat radiating off of her body as her orgasm washes over her, and soon after she comes, you follow closely behind, groaning as your cock throbs inside her. Your release is hot and thick, filling her up completely.

You pull free of Mia's grip on you, allowing her to slide slowly down your body until she's once again standing on the floor. Her legs wobble slightly as she catches her breath, her chest heaving with every labored intake of air. "Wow," she whispers, looking up at you with a mixture of shock and satisfaction in her eyes. "I can't believe we just did that."

You grin down at her, running your hands through your hair as you try to catch your own breath. "

"Oh..." Mia blushes deeper. "Right... well, uh... I suppose we could make a deal." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "If you promise to never tell anyone about what just happened here, and if you'll keep coming back to my shop... then yes. You can have any pair of panties you want."

Her offer hangs in the air between you, the possibility of having access to her worn undergarments almost too tempting to resist. But there are other girls here at Sex School as well...

Mia nods, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Deal." She takes a step closer to you, wrapping one arm around your waist and leaning against your side. "Just promise you'll be gentle with them," she whispers conspiratorially.

You chuckle softly, wrapping an arm around her shoulder in reply. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of them."

The rest of your time at Sex School passes quickly, filled with new experiences and unforgettable encounters. Each day brings a fresh selection of worn underwear to choose from, each pair holding its own unique story and scent. You continue to explore the various girls in your class, fucking them whenever you please and leaving them pregnant with your children.

Your favorite part of each day, however, is visiting Mia's shop after school lets out.

"Andy!" Mia exclaims, spotting you as soon as you enter her shop. She waves you over, a genuine smile on her face. "I wasn't expecting to see you here so soon," she teases. "What can I do for you today?"

You grin back at her, already feeling your cock begin to stir in anticipation of what might come next.

Mia's eyes widen as she takes in the pair of dirty panties you're holding out for her inspection. "Oh, Andy," she breathes, her cheeks flushing red again. "You've been a naughty boy." She reaches out and takes them from you, running her fingers over the stained fabric before bringing them up to her nose, inhaling deeply.

"Mmm... I can already tell these are going to be good," she murmurs, a note of approval in her voice. "

"Well, then," Mia says with a sultry smile. "I suppose it's only fair that you get to choose first today." She gestures for you to follow her around the counter, leading you deeper into the back of the store where the selection of worn panties is even greater than before.

"Take your time," she murmurs in your ear, her breath tickling your skin. "There are plenty of choices here."