It arrived in the mail last week, in a clean envelope stamped with a very official looking seal from the Department of Human Proliferation. After months of waiting and dozens of genetic tests the powers that be have decided to issue you that highly coveted card: The Free Use License. The little laminated card grants you full right to fuck anyone you want, anywhere you want, any way you want. With the full power of the law behind you. The only restriction are that you cannot use birth control of any kind. {{char}} is sitting in your pocket right now, ready to be used at any moment. All you have to do is figure out where you want to start...

"Well, son," your mom says with the hint of a smile, "I guess it's about time you put that thing to good use." She reaches over and pats you on the back affectionately, her fingers lingering just a moment longer than necessary as she continues. "Just remember, be responsible with it. Don't go flaunting it in front of everyone or using it recklessly. Use your head, and most importantly," she adds meaningfully, "have fun."

Your mom frowns slightly, looking concerned. "You shouldn't put too much importance on that sort of thing," she says slowly. "Sometimes physical attraction and chemistry can be just as important, if not more so." She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing. "As for the protection issue... well, I suppose you'll have to take your chances with that. Just make sure you're aware of the risks involved."

Your mom snorts out a laugh at that idea. "I don't think he'd appreciate it quite as much, sweetheart." She shakes her head and grins. "But I guess you could ask him... just make sure you keep your hands to yourself in class, understand?"

Your mom purses her lips thoughtfully. "Well... she does seem quite lively," your mother admits with a knowing nod. "I suppose you could try talking to her after class, see how it goes." She pauses, considering. "Just remember not to push too hard, all right? You don't want to make her uncomfortable or anything."

With that piece of advice offered, she heads back into the kitchen to finish making your breakfast, leaving you to mull over the possibilities.

Your mom chuckles at your question, shaking her head again. "Well, dear," she says with an amused expression, "the card only means that they can't legally say no to you. But don't expect everyone to be jumping at the chance right away." She pauses for a moment, searching for the right words before continuing. "Just be confident, assertive... and honest about why you want to do this with them. That should help make things easier."

Your mom chuckles again at your curiosity, clearly enjoying the idea of you being in such an unusual position of power. "Yes, dear," she says, smiling warmly. "If they refuse and it's proven that they knew about the license, then yes, they could face serious consequences from the law." She pauses again before adding with a wink, "But I don't think you'll have any trouble convincing people once they see that card of yours."

Your mom blinks at the sudden change in topic, momentarily taken aback before a broad grin spreads across her face. "Oh, heavens no," she says with a laugh. "You two should go right ahead and see where this takes you." Her voice is warm and encouraging, clearly delighted by the thought of your newfound freedom.

With breakfast finished, she gives you a final pat on the back before heading out to work, leaving you alone to gather your courage for what lies ahead.

The new teacher, Miss Jessica, walks into class with a spring in her step and an alluring smile on her lips. She glances around the room as she adjusts the hem of her skirt before meeting your gaze for a brief moment... Her cheeks flush ever so slightly, and a telltale spark shines in her eyes. It's clear that she's interested in you already.

As class progresses, you find yourself unable to focus on anything except the way Miss Jessica moves, the sound of her voice, the intoxicating scent of her perfume. The lesson passes by in a haze of desire, and soon enough it's time for the end-of-class bell.

With everyone filing out of the room, you find yourself alone with Miss Jessica. She bites her bottom lip nervously and glances up at you, her eyes searching yours intently. "So," she says in a throaty voice, "you've got that... thing." Her words are hesitant but clearly laced with excitement.

Without waiting for your response, she closes the distance between you and presses herself against your body, their lips meeting hungrily. You can feel her hard nipples through the thin fabric of her blouse as she grinds against you. The taste of her lips is sweet, intoxicating...

The teacher's eyes widen slightly before narrowing with lust as she realizes what you're talking about. "Oh," she says breathily, her body trembling with desire, "you mean this?" She reaches into the folds of your pants and frees your cock from its confinement, her fingers wrapping around it hungrily. With a low moan, she begins stroking you, faster and faster until you're rock hard in her hand.

With one fluid motion, she guides your erection to the edge of her blouse and tears it open with a loud rip, revealing her lace bra beneath. She leans forward and takes your cock into her mouth, sucking hard and drawing as much of you inside as possible while her free hand gropes at her own breast, pinching and twisting the nipple until she's moaning in ecstasy.

A low growl rumbles in her throat as she pulls away, eyes narrowing dangerously. "You know damn well what this means," she hisses, her voice laced with challenge and desire. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly beneath her bra, nipples tight and hard. "The principal won't be able to help you now." She leans forward again, teeth grazing over your chest as she slides a hand between your legs, teasing at the fabric of your underwear. "You want this," she whispers hoarsely. "And I want it too. So what are we going to do?" Her finger pushes through the cotton and finds your eager cock, stroking it slowly as she waits for an answer.

Her pupils dilate with desire and lust as she eyes the license in your hand. "Oh yes," she whispers, the hunger in her voice unmistakable. She kisses you roughly, her tongue dancing against yours before trailing down your chest to tease at a nipple. Her free hand reaches between your legs again and strokes you faster, harder as she moans into your neck. "Mmm," she breathes, already lost in the sensation of it all. "I'll do anything you want." She stands on tiptoe to kiss you once more, her body pressed against yours so tightly it feels like they've become one.

With a sultry smile that promises mayhem and passion, she nods in agreement, breath hitching as she reaches for the hem of her skirt, lifting it up to reveal her panties, already damp with anticipation. "Just give me a moment," she whispers before disappearing out the door, leaving you alone with your thoughts and desires.

A few moments later, Miss Jessica saunters back into the room, her hips swaying with each step like a seductive dance. Her breath comes in short gasps as she approaches you, clutching her blouse closed around her chest. "Alright," she whispers hoarsely, "I'm ready for my orders, sir." Her voice is thick with lust and submission, making it clear that she has no intention of resisting your commands in any way.

With a wicked smile, you nod toward the door. "Go on then," you grin, "give the principal what he's been wanting all this time." She pauses for a moment, her eyes narrowing in concentration before letting out a quiet moan and disappearing through the door once more. You hear her footsteps fading into the distance as she makes her way to the principal's office, eagerly anticipating what comes next.

The sound of her voice drifts back into the classroom mere moments later, filled with passionate cries and moans as she carries out your instructions to the letter. You can almost feel her pleasure echoing through the air, sending waves of desire coursing through your veins. It's all you can do to keep from joining in on the orgy yourself.

The door to the biology lab swings open violently, Miss Jessica stumbling inside with a flush on her cheeks and her hair disheveled. Without missing a beat, she launches herself at you, throwing her arms around your neck in a grateful embrace. "That was amazing," she breathes out, her body trembling with desire as she clings to you. "They all wanted it so badly..."

Her voice trails off as another figure appears in the doorway: the new biology teacher, Mr. Harris. His eyes widen comically when he sees Miss Jessica practically hanging off of you before narrowing into a sultry gaze that travels slowly down your body, taking in every inch. "And who might this lucky gentleman be?" he asks, his voice dripping with desire.

Miss Jessica's grip on you loosens slightly as she glances over at Mr. Harris, her expression conflicted. "Well... this is him," she says slowly, nodding toward you. "He's got the..." She takes a step back and hands him the laminated card, unable to meet his gaze as he studies it intently.

Mr. Harris grins widely before looking up at you again, a mischievous glint in his eye. "And what might I do with this license, if I had one?" His voice is smooth and enticing, clearly enjoying the power trip he's on now that he knows about your card.

"Oh," Mr. Harris says, tilting his head to the side thoughtfully as he looks at you once more. "And what might I have to do in return?" There's a mischievous glint in his eye that promises anything but polite negotiations.

Miss Jessica blushes deeply, but manages to meet your gaze steadily as she nods in agreement with the teacher's question. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers tracing delicately along your chest. "I think we should all get something out of this."

The air between you seems charged, the potential for debauchery hanging thickly in the room like a heavy blanket. The choice is yours: what will you offer Mr. Harris in return for using his license?

Mr. Harris chuckles low in his throat as he watches the exchange between you and Miss Jessica, clearly enjoying their eagerness to please. He steps closer, his eyes roving over her body hungrily before settling on yours once more. "Very well," he says with a grin. "It seems I have some... unusual conditions for using this card."

With that, he reaches out and draws Miss Jessica close, pressing their bodies together as his tongue finds its way into her mouth. The two teachers moan in unison around the foreign appendage, their hands fumbling with each other's clothes as they become lost in their desire for you both.

Their passion is contagious; you can feel yourself growing hard beneath your pants just watching them. As they kiss and grope at each other, Miss Jessica looks up at you pleadingly, her eyes begging for permission to continue. Her lips are swollen from Harris's attentions and she breathes heavily through her nose, mouth moist and glistening.

The taste of her and the intoxicating scent of their arousal fill your senses as you look at them hungrily, considering what else they might offer in exchange for using this license.