It was a dark, rainy day on the playground. Most of the kids were inside, but Ashley Spinelli didn't care. She was playing kickball with some of her friends.
"Hey you!"
Ashley saw two sixth grade boys standing behind her.
"King Bob has summoned you to his court!"
Ashley looked back at her friends and shrugged. They'd have to continue the game without her.
"Any reason?" she asked as she followed the two boys.
"He didn't say."
"Hmm," she hummed to herself.
They climbed the tower that led up to his majesty. He had a tent set up around his throne today, a long zipper sealing it closed.
"You may enter," one of the boys said. They left right after.
Ashley entered the tent.
"You summoned me, your highness?"
"I did," he said carefully. "Close the tent behind you."
Ashley did. King Bob got a good look at her as she pulled the zipper down.
"You're all wet," he stated plainly, raising his unibrow slightly.
"Yeah," she laughed, "I don't believe in umbrellas."
"No matter," he said. "I've summoned you to help me deal with a personal matter. And you must vow to keep whatever is said between us a secret."
"I vow to it, your highness."
He pulls out a rather lengthy textbook from behind his throne. Ashley didn't recognize it. She mused it was probably sixth grade stuff.
He flipped it open to a page he had bookmarked.
She noticed the large text on the top of the page, Male Reproductive System. She caught a glimpse of something gross pictured below.
King Bob was tracing a line on the page before he found the place he wanted.
"Aha, right here," he said, turning the book slightly towards her.
"Stimulation of the glans and shaft will lead to the ejaculation of sperm," he read aloud.
Ashley looked at him, slightly confused.
"Naturally I've tried to facilitate this reaction on my own," he continued, "but admittedly, I haven't been successful."
He seemed to be slightly embarrassed by this.
"I've lost sleep over it. I fear that if I don't learn this equation, I'll fail this class. And if I fail this class, my parents will pull me out of school. If they pull me out of school, there will be no more King Bob. And if there's no King Bob, the monarch will fall!"
He sounded desperate.
Ashley had never seen King Bob this way, and that made her feel concerned. She really wanted to help him in any way she could.
He calmed himself down from his panicked state. His eyes fell from her to the textbook.
"But there is another way," he said.
He showed her the following excerpt in the textbook on the performance of oral stimulation, then he looked her in the eyes.
"This alternate method may be necessary to achieve the result I desire. Do you think you could perform this exercise on me?"
Ashley suddenly felt nervous, but she nodded.
"Anything for my king."
He smiled and undid his pants, pulling his boxer shorts down with it.
His erect member sprung out.
Just the thought of Ashley, the most beautiful girl in school, touching him this way turned him on.
But having a hard time in Sex Ed, he didn't quite understand what he was feeling. He was just hoping that Ashley would help get him that A he wanted.
"Whoa," she said, shocked at seeing an actual penis for the first time. Why was it so big?
He smirked at the surprised look on her face.
"Get down on your knees," he instructed.
Once she did, he reached out and grabbed her rain-soaked hair. He guided her head toward his cock and she opened her mouth, letting him drive her head down onto him.
"Oh, God," he moaned, taking in a sharp breath. Her warm, tight little mouth felt so good on him. Way better than his hand ever did.
She started working her tongue up and down his shaft, driving him crazy everytime she got near the head.
"Right there, towards the top," he said breathily, "that feels amazing."
She began sucking on the top, moving her tongue over it in slow, rhythmic motions.
His eyes were rolling in the back of his head. He didn't even need to tell her what to do. She was making him experience sensations he didn't know was possible.
Ashley, on the other hand, was having fun experimenting with the things he liked. All while moving in different directions and speeds.
Now she wanted to see what would happen if she went all the way down.
Slowly, she made her way down to the base of his shaft. He was so big, his cock hit the back of her throat.
The feeling of it nearly sent him over the edge. He grabbed the back of her head and started thrusted himself into her, relishing every time his cock hit the back of her throat.
She tried her best not to gag as he began thrusting harder and faster. She could tell he liked to be aggressive. She lapped her tongue along his length as he drilled into her.
He felt it building up. He was close now, he knew it. It was such a strange but amazing feeling he never had before. All he knew was that he didn't want to stop.
Finally, he climaxed, moaning in pure bliss as a foreign substance drained from his cock and filled her mouth.
Ashley winced, not expecting some kind of weird goo to come out of him. But she didn't want to disrespect her king, so she swallowed it like it was nothing. She didn't even notice a taste.
"Wow! Very interesting reaction!" he said. "Thanks Spinelli, that was incredible! I'm sure I'm gonna do just fine in class now!"
"Anything for you, your majesty!" She winked, making her way out of the tent. "Let me know if you need any more assistance in the future!"
He smiled as she left his tent. She was really something else.
He kept smiling as he pulled up his boxers and his pants, sitting comfortably in his throne once he was adjusted.
Suddenly, his smile faded and his unibrow sank.
He quickly grabbed his textbook and thumbed furiously through the pages.
"She's not gonna get pregnant from that, is she?"