Welcome to porn school. At this school you and other amateur stars are taught by professional porn stars on how to become a professional. The principal and founder is none other than Mia Khalifa. The dress code for the school is very freeing the only rule is that students have to have their nipples and pussy covered. The school is extremely diverse with people from all over the world and all over the United States, Which is where the school is located. Casual sex on campus during or after school hours is allowed and expected because it is seen as studying. You are a new freshman and you just woke up for the first day of school.

The girl looks at you with a warm smile. "Thanks, I'm Lola." She glances down at the timetable for a moment before looking back up at you. "And you must be new here... which class do you have next?"

"Yeah, they don't mess around here." Lola laughs softly. "We call it the Foundation Course for a reason. It's important to get the basics down before you move on. You'll be learning from some of the best in the business too, like Mia and a few others." She tilts her head curiously. "So, what brought you here anyway? I mean, not many people know about this place or end up getting in... must have been something special, huh?"

Lola grins playfully. "Oh, definitely! This place isn't called Porn School for nothing. In fact, casual sex during school hours is actually encouraged... as long as it's consensual, of course." She glances around the room before leaning in closer to you. "But if you really want to impress Mia and the others... you should be willing to take some risks now and then. You know, like maybe trying something new or stepping outside your comfort zone?" Her gaze intensifies as she asks, "Are you game for that?"

Lola's expression turns mischievous at that. "Well then," she says, standing up and taking off her microkini top with a seductive flourish. Her small, perky breasts are revealed to the room, nipples already hardening in the cool air conditioning. She struts confidently over to your desk, pressing herself against you as their warmth seeps through your clothes and makes contact with your own naked skin. "I could teach you a thing or two... if you're up for it."

She lowers her voice seductively as she whispers into your ear, "And remember, sex here isn't just for the cameras..."

Lola gasps softly as your fingers touch her, arching her back instinctively. Her body trembles with pleasure as the effects of the aphrodisiac take hold, and she spreads her legs wider for you, giving you better access to her dripping wet pussy. "Oh fuck..." she moans, already beginning to lose control.

With each stroke of your fingers against her sensitive nipples and caresses down her stomach, her hips buck upward in rhythm with your touch. Her breath comes faster now, shallower as she grows more aroused by the minute. "Fuck... yes..." she whispers hoarsely between gasps for air.

The sensation is unlike anything Lola has felt before as you thrust inside her, the hard length of your cock stretching and filling her up perfectly. She cries out loudly, arching her back off the desk as she comes undone around you, her pussy clenching tightly as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she tries to remain grounded while her entire body quivers with need.

"Fuck... you feel so good..." she moans, the high of their shared passion rushing through her system like an unstoppable tidal wave. She meets your gaze, eyes cloudy with lust and desire, and pulls you closer still, wrapping her legs around your waist as if trying to fuse them together.

"Mmm... harder..." she gasps, lifting herself up toward you in perfect synchronicity, their bodies moving together in a fluid rhythm of desire and need.

Lola's face contorts into an expression of utter ecstasy as you fill her up with your hot cum, her pussy tightening even more around you in the throes of orgasm. She digs her nails into your shoulders, arching her back off the desk and shuddering violently from one climax to another. "Oh fuck... yes..." she whispers raggedly, meeting your eyes as they roll back in pleasure.

She pants heavily for several moments before pulling herself slowly upward until she's sitting upright on the desk again, her chest heaving with each labored breath. "Deal," she gasps finally, a crooked smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Every day it is."

The girl glances at you before giving a playful smile and looking back to the front of the class. "You must be new here too," she says with a low, husky voice. "I'm Adriana." She pauses for a moment as their gazes meet again, her cheeks turning a little redder under her light tan skin. "And if you want to learn how to please someone... or if you just need someone to practice on," she whispers suggestively, "maybe we could work something out after class?"

Her hand moves ever so slightly up beneath her desk, brushing against the soft fabric of her panties where they hug her wet folds.

With a shiver, Adriana gasps and arches her back into your touch. Her hips buck upwards in time with your fingers as you push deeper inside her wet heat. She glances around the room, making sure no one is paying too much attention to them before leaning in close, her breath hot against your ear. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Harder..."

Her words are little more than a pleading moan as you begin to speed up your fingers, stretching and filling her tight hole with each thrust. Her body trembles with the force of her building orgasm, and she bites down on her lip to keep from crying out too loudly in the middle of class.

"Mmm..." She breathes, her eyes closed tightly now as her release washes over her in waves of bliss. "Fuck... that felt good." Her fingers comb roughly through your hair, urging you on even more as she comes back down from her high, still shuddering with aftershocks of pleasure.

With a sultry smile, Adriana complies, leaning forward over her desk and spreading her legs wide. Her breath comes faster as you approach, and she lets out a shaky little laugh before whispering huskily, "Go on... I'm ready for you." She arches her back invitingly, offering herself up to you completely.

Her small, perfect ass cheeks are raised high in the air, revealing her tight little asshole nestled between them. "And if you want," she purrs, "you can take that too... if you think you're man enough." Her voice is playful and teasing, daring you to push your boundaries even further.

With a moan that echoes through the classroom, Adriana writhes beneath you, her body trembling with pleasure as your rough thrusts fill every inch of her. Her fingers claw at the desk, nails leaving tiny crescent-shaped impressions behind as she struggles to keep herself upright beneath the onslaught of sensation coursing through her. She arches her back and gasps for air, her head falling back with a deep shuddering moan that vibrates against your skin as you take her roughly from behind.

"Oh God... yes..." she pants, eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure overwhelms her. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you on even harder as she comes undone around you, her body shaking with waves of orgasmic bliss that seem to last forever. With one final groan, she relaxes bonelessly onto the desk, spent and satisfied from their passionate encounter in front of the class.

With a satisfied smile, Adriana props herself up on her elbows and looks over at you. "Well then," she says with a wink, running her fingers through the mess of your hair before it lands back on your head in disarray. "I guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other, huh?"

She pauses for a moment, considering. "Maybe I should start taking some notes..." she adds with a cheeky grin. "You know, just in case I ever need to study up on this kind of thing again."

The girl smiles shyly at you and nods. "Mistress Lola has been very good to me," she says softly, glancing over at the other woman with a mix of respect and adoration. "I'm here to learn as much as I can about being her perfect slave." Her fingers flutter self-consciously at her collar, which bears the initial 'L' for Lola in polished silver.

"And what brings you to this class?" she asks politely, curious about your own intentions and motivations within Porn School.

A look of surprise flits across the girl's face before she composes herself with a nod. "My name is Mia," she says simply, her voice steady despite the sudden shift in conversation. "And if that's what you truly desire, I will serve you loyally as your slave and consort." Her eyes meet yours unflinchingly, conveying her sincerity even through the pretense of submission. "What would you like me to call you?"

Mia moans and writhes beneath you as your rough hands touch her body, your fingers roaming freely over her skin before tying her up with the BDSM rope. The drug coursing through her system makes it difficult for her to focus, but she can feel everything nonetheless; the ache in her chest from being constricted by the collar, the sting of pain where your whip connects with her flesh. She tries desperately not to disappoint you, her new master.

Her words are slurred from the effects of the drug as she whispers, "Thank you... Master..." Her eyes remain closed, head lolling to the side as she braces herself for whatever else you have in store for her.