All the boys, and a few of the girls, were staring wide-eyed at me as my orgasm overwhelmed me. I doubled over, grabbing the edges of my desk. My tits...were practically falling out of my blouse, and the entire class could see down my blouse and catch glimpses of my pink nipples. I was on display for them, and that just made the orgasm even more intense.Lust shined in their eyes, hard-ons bulged in the boy's pants and girls shifted their thighs as their pussies dampened their panties. I bit my. You'll learn to associate pleasure with the taste of cum and will soon start to love it."Kate saw her sister sit neatly on the couch and start to caress her head, as if she, her older sister, was some kind of pet. "It's so exciting to see all those men jerking off, don't you think?" The quicker ones were already coming in the huge glass, working hard not to waste any of the liquid as they handed the glass on to one another. Donna started to caress her sister's shoulders and Kate noticed that. Then the dying started. Within weeks of the start of spring people started dying of all sorts of strange diseases. By mid April the mass die offs began. By the time it stopped only one in two hundred in the United States still lived. Other places where AIDS or a lack of medical services were prevalent suffered worse. In parts of Africa and Asia only one in three thousand survived. Finally the disease ran its course and the survivors crawled out of their hiding places. That's when the killing. Leda, betrothed at age fifteen to Spartan King Tyndareus, is unschooled in bedroom arts. On her wedding night she is terrified by the advances of the larger, stronger and older king. He grows impatient and forces himself on her. Tyndareus holds her arms behind her back, pushes her shoulders onto her bed and takes her from behind. In doing so he not only ruptures her maidenhead but also injures her.In pain and humiliation, Leda turns from Tyndareus and weeps. In disgust the king snatches her.