Zoe, who was a yellow anthro fox with auburn-colored hair, was beginning to feel like the fires of passion between herself and her boyfriend Mike were burning out a bit.

When Zoe and Mike, an anthro wolf, first moved together into their new home, the fox found that she really enjoyed giving her boyfriend blowjobs in bed at night. However, she was increasingly feeling not in the mood to worship his cock the more time had passed. She wasn’t sure if maybe she had gotten bored of the routine, or if her day-to-day stresses from her life were piling up in her mind too much, or perhaps a bit of both.

As more time had passed, Zoe was increasingly turning down Mike whenever he asked for a long, slow blowjob in bed. Though Mike had never pressured her after having his requests rejected, Zoe thought she could sense that her boyfriend was becoming more disappointed over time, and felt a little guilty about it.

One night, Zoe was cuddling up to Mike while they slept under the covers. However, she struggled to fall asleep even after she tried burying her face into her boyfriend’s chest like a pillow, so she hopped out of bed and walked over to the living room. Zoe approached the bookcase and was perusing through the middle shelf looking for a good book to read, hoping that reading a chapter or two would tire her out so she could finally fall asleep.

Zoe found what she wanted to read after looking at the spine of a book, but when she pulled the book off of the shelf and held it out in her hands, she was surprised to see the title on top of the very dusty cover did not match the spine at all.

“Mrs. Etiquette?” Zoe read the title out loud with a confused tone in her voice. “I don’t remember ever buying a book like that. Why would I even own a book like this?” Zoe looked a little more closely at the book’s cover, and noticed that there seemed to be more to the book’s title buried underneath the mound of dust that was caking the cover.

Curiosity got the better of her, so Zoe puckered up her lips and blew hard over the cover, watching several dust particles fly away from the book. Zoe looked back down at the book’s cover to finish reading the now-legible title.

“Mrs. Etiquette’s Good Manners For Good Girls: The Art of-“ Zoe nearly did a spit take when she glanced at the last couple words of the title. “-Cock Worship?!”

Zoe immediately dropped the book onto the floor in shock over the unexpectedly crass language. She wasn’t sure if she had bought the book over her guilt of turning down Mike’s hopeful requests for blowjobs and had just forgotten she bought it, or if Mike had bought the book hoping that it would convince Zoe to start giving him blowjobs more often again.

Whatever the reason, Zoe figured that she imagined the odd title in her head and that she needed to finally get some shuteye. Zoe leaned down to pick up the book so she could put it back on the shelf, but nearly dropped it in surprise again when she saw all the dust particles she blew off earlier magically floating in the air in front of her face.

Before Zoe could even react to the strange and gravity-defying sight, all of the floating dust particles abruptly merged together. The outline of a very curvy woman was forming right in front of the confused fox’s eyes. The outline soon completely transformed and revealed a woman wearing a form-fitting red and black Victorian-style dress matched by a frilly skirt, and her hair done up in a low bun.

Zoe had become nearly terrified by the surreal sight, trembling a bit as she slowly stepped closer to the odd woman. Once she got close enough, she held out her right hand and gently placed it upon the mysterious woman’s shoulder just to see if what she was looking at was real.

Zoe quickly brought her hand back and covered part of her own chest while letting out a little gasp. “Are… are you Mrs. Etiquette?” The fox nervously asked with a small gulp. “H-how did you-“

The mysterious woman suddenly stuck out one of her hands right in front of Zoe’s face, until Zoe could see that she was holding onto a fancy folding fan. There were several curved black-and-white lines that were printed over the ribs of the hand fan. Before Zoe could even finish her question, the woman began quickly waving her fan up and down in front of Zoe’s eyes.

Zoe was obediently following the quick movements of the woman’s hand, watching as the curved lines began converging with each other until they formed the shape of a spinning spiral that kept turning around and around in her vision. The longer Zoe stared towards the spinning spiral, the more she felt the spiral spinning her down into a trance.

“A…are you… Mrs… Etiquette?” Zoe struggled to ask again as she felt the spinning spiral printed over the folding fan hypnotically weighing down against her mind.

The woman simply shook her folding fan at a quicker pace a few more times, intensifying the dizzying sensation that was worming its way throughout Zoe’s increasingly docile mind. “Of course not, young lady.” The woman sternly corrected. “My true name is Mrs. Erotiquette!”

The beguiling spiral had convinced the entranced fox to begin profusely apologizing to the woman. “Yes, Mrs. Erotiquette. I’m sorry, Mrs. Erotiquette.” Zoe repeated over and over again in a monotone voice, now realizing that the dust on the book’s cover had made the woman’s name partially illegible.

Mrs. Erotiquette quickly peeked down to study Zoe’s blank, mindless face, and grew a little smirk when she saw the spirals that were now spinning in Zoe’s eyes perfectly matched with the spiral printed over her folding fan. She folded the fan back up with a simple flick of her wrist, and stuffed her fan back inside her generous cleavage.

Mrs. Erotiquette snapped her fingers near one of Zoe’s ears, with the loud sound causing Zoe to suddenly stand up straight in rapt attention. “Now that I have brought your mind down under an acceptable level of hypnosis, you must follow me so I may begin your training into becoming a perfectly good girl.” Mrs. Erotiquette stepped out of the living room towards the direction of Zoe’s bedroom.

The woman was beckoning the fox with a single finger to obediently follow her as she walked towards the bedroom. Zoe immediately began following closely behind Mrs. Erotiquette, holding out her arms in front of her body like a hypnotized sleepwalker as she followed the woman through the doorway.

Mrs. Erotiquette stopped in her tracks once she reached Zoe and Mike’s bed, peering down over Mike’s sleeping body that was sprawled out over the length of the mattress. Once Zoe stood right behind where the older woman was, she lowered her outstretched arms back down to the sides of her body again. Zoe was waking back up from her mild trance, since Mrs. Erotiquette stopped waving her hypnotic folding fan in front of her eyes.

Zoe leaned over to tap a finger on one of Mrs. Erotiquette’s shoulders to get her attention. She turned around to look down at the fox with a small smile on her face. “What is it, dear?” She kindly whispered, as to not accidentally wake the wolf up.

“What’s going on?” Zoe asked the woman with a confused tone in her voice. “Why do I get so dizzy around you?”

Mrs. Erotiquette let out a quiet chuckle over Zoe’s innocent question. “Well, I have been conjured here today to help train you into becoming such a good girl for your partner.” The woman began to explain. “You need a guiding hand that is good at beguiling your mind with a simple flick of my wrist. My folding fan has a very special pattern printed over the ridges that has a certain… quality to it that helps wayward girls unlock their full potential in pleasing their partners.”

“Wait a minute… is this whole thing just because I’m not giving my boyfriend a lot of blowjobs lately?” Zoe whispered in an annoyed voice. “Look lady, it’s not like I don’t want to please my partner. I do want to. It’s just that I’m feeling too stressed out and tired all the damn time to be in an intimate mood lately.” Zoe crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Besides, you can’t force me to be intimate when I’m not feeling like it, anyways.”

Mrs. Erotiquette brought one of her hands up to cup her chin in thought, and then let out a small sigh before lowering her hand back down. “This is not about trying to force you to do something you don’t feel like doing. This is about reigniting the flames of passion within your very soul.” Mrs. Erotiquette turned her attention back to the sleeping wolf, leaning down over his body while using her fingers to fiddle with the waistline of his boxers.

Before Zoe could possibly object to what Mrs. Erotiquette was doing, the older woman started slowly peeling off Mike’s boxers down his legs until the wolf’s impressively-sized cock was fully exposed. Mrs. Erotiquette reached one hand down until it reached its’ target, and began sensually massaging the shaft of Mike’s penis with her fingers.

Mike was moaning in pleasure while he slept, especially once Mrs. Erotiquette slid her hand up his shaft until it reached the tip of his penis. She lightly pinched the head of Mike’s cock between her thumb and index finger, and began sensually kneading it around and around. Mrs. Erotiquette leaned her face closer to Mike’s face so she could whisper in his ear, while she was using her other hand to gently stroke up and down the wolf’s furry, muscular chest.

“Hey sweetie, would you be a good boy for me and lay down on your side?” Mrs. Erotiquette kindly whispered into Mike’s ear.

“Mmm… yeah…” Mike moaned out from feeling the woman caressing his cock. Mrs. Erotiquette removed her hands from the wolf’s body so she could help turn his body around on the mattress so he way lying on his side, until the front of his nude body was pointing towards where Zoe was standing. Mrs. Erotiquette was helping to encourage Mike by lightly scratching behind his ears while whispering what a good boy he was.

Mrs. Erotiquette reached her hand down towards Mike’s crotch and firmly gripped the shaft of his cock again, but this time she started slowly waving Mike’s cock with her hand back and forth. This hypnotic movement immediately caught Zoe’s attention, who followed the swaying arc of her boyfriend’s cock back and forth with her eyes.

Zoe was lightly swaying left and right on her feet in perfect tandem with Mike’s swinging cock with a completely dazed look on her face, while she was drooling a little out of the corner of her mouth. Her lips began to curl into a smile as she thought about what she could do with that cock, and what that cock could do to her.

Zoe started puckering up her lips fully intending to lean her face closer to Mike’s cock, until she abruptly shook her head free of all intrusive thoughts of the wolf’s cock hypnotizing her. She turned her attention back over to Mrs. Erotiquette to glare at her a little. “What the hell are you doing?” Zoe hissed. “You’re gonna wake him up if you’re not careful.”

“Oh, nonsense.” Mrs. Erotiquette dismissed Zoe’s concerns with a single wave of her free hand. “You are honestly acting like I’ve never had any experience pleasuring strapping young men before.” The older woman chuckled as she shook Mike’s penis back and forth a little more quickly this time.

Zoe felt herself quickly falling back under a trance as she followed the hypnotic movement of Mike’s swinging cock, though she tried to regain her composure as best as she could. “Y… y-you didn’t even ask for his consent!” Zoe quietly yelled so she didn’t accidentally wake her boyfriend up.

“Oh, dear.” Mrs. Erotiquette let out a small gasp as she brought her free hand up to cover her mouth in shock. “I do believe you are absolutely right, darling. I must apologize.” Mrs. Erotiquette lowered her face near Mike’s ear again so she could continue whispering to him.

“Hey honey, may I continue waving your cock back and forth like a hypnotic pendant, so I can hypnotize your girlfriend and train her into understanding the amazing erotic power of cock worship?” Mrs. Erotiquette sweetly asked the wolf. “I’m terribly sorry I did not ask you earlier.”

Mike continued moaning out his aroused approval as he felt every inch of his dick getting sensually rubbed. “Ohhh… yeah, that sounds nice…” As turned on as Mike was becoming, Mrs. Erotiquette was extremely careful that her slow yet sexual caresses of his body wouldn’t wake him up.

Zoe kept obediently following the swaying arc of Mike’s cock with her eyes back and forth, now having what little resistance had remained in her head fully evaporated. Mrs. Erotiquette quietly chuckled when she noticed how glassy and mindless Zoe’s eyes had become, so she shook Mike’s cock a bit more quickly and took great delight in watching Zoe drooling over her own chest in lust.

“Your partner has such a good-looking cock. Don’t you agree?” Mrs. Erotiquette asked Zoe as she continued waving Mike’s cock back and forth in front of her eyes.

Zoe was so entranced by the wolf’s swinging cock, that it took her more than a few moments to rack up enough of her own thoughts to answer Mrs. Erotiquette’s rhetorical question. “Yeah… it’s a very nice looking cock…” Zoe admitted in a monotone voice.

Mrs. Erotiquette stopped waving Mike’s cock back and forth, in favor of swinging it around in little hypnotic circles. Mrs. Erotiquette giggled when she watched Zoe obediently follow every little circle with her eyes, around and around. “Why don’t you tell me how you truly feel, dear?”

All of the little circles Mrs. Erotiquette was making by rolling Mike’s cock around in her hand, only increased Zoe’s suggestibility even further, making the fox grow a big grin on her face while sighing happily. “Oh, it’s the cutest cock I’ve ever seen in my life!” Zoe openly gushed with a very happy tone in her voice, while the hypnotic movement of the wolf’s cock almost resembled a spiral spinning around in her vision.

“My, my… that‘s better, darling.” Mrs. Erotiquette praised her pupil. “A good start to learning how to be a better lover for your partner.” The woman stopped shaking Mike’s cock like a hypnotic spiral, and then stepped over to where Zoe was lightly swaying on her feet. She leaned down and affectionately wrapped her arms around the fox’s waist, pulling her into a tight embrace while lovingly brushing her fingers through Zoe’s auburn mane.

“Though there is always room for improvement. I must take you in under my wing and teach you the wonderful art of cock worship.” Mrs. Erotiquette gently scooped up Zoe in her arms, and started slowly carrying her bridal-style back over to the living room. She approached the magical book that Zoe had accidentally dropped onto the floor in shock when she had made her sudden entrance earlier.

“Hold on tight, my star pupil. In a moment, I shall step inside my magical book and take you on a trip into my world.” Mrs. Erotiquette gently soothed to the fox.

“Thank you, Mrs. Erotiquette.” Zoe responded earnestly in a monotone voice. “I can’t wait for you to teach me everything you know to help me be a better lover for my partner, Mrs. Erotiquette.”

Mrs. Erotiquette took a dainty step over a page of the book that was lying open on the floor. “Sleep now, my dear.” The woman snapped her fingers near Zoe’s ears, which caused the fox to instantly slam her eyes shut into peaceful slumber. Once Mrs. Erotiquette stepped into the page of her magical book, both her and Zoe’s bodies started getting transported into the older woman’s world.

Right as Zoe felt herself drifting off into a nice dream, she felt Mrs. Erotiquette plant a small, loving kiss on her cheek, which made the fox grow a small smile across her face.

When Zoe began coming to and started slowly opening up her eyes, she soon realized that she was sitting in a school chair with her hands neatly folded in front of her over the middle of a desk. The fox looked up until her eyes met Mrs. Erotiquette standing at the other end of the room, and noticed that she was dressed up like a teacher.

Mrs. Erotiquette was holding onto a ruler, with one hand grasping onto one end, while resting the other end of the ruler over the palm of her other hand. She was standing in front of a small chalkboard that was situated on a reversible stand. Mrs. Erotiquette had written down ‘Cock Worship 101’ near the top of the board, and underneath the title she had drawn an image of Zoe kneeling down in front of Mike, with her lips wrapped around his cock looking like she was sucking it as if her life depended on it.

Mrs. Erotiquette lifted the end of her ruler off of her palm, so she could grasp onto a corner of the chalkboard with her hand to turn the entire board around vertically. On the other side of the chalkboard, a three-step plan on how to teach Zoe to be a better lover for her partner had been written down. Right underneath the third step, was another drawing depicting Zoe having just removed her cum-stained mouth from Mike’s cock, with a thin trail of saliva traveling from her lips to the tip of Mike’s cock.

Mrs. Erotiquette pointed one end of her ruler towards the first step. “Now Zoe, I want you to carefully repeat every step that I have written down on this board.” She told the fox in a firm tone of voice. “Step One: I shall learn to be a better lover for my partner. Repeat.”

“I shall learn to be a better lover for my partner.” Zoe obediently repeated.

Mrs. Erotiquette pointed her ruler to the second step written underneath. “Step Two: I will memorize every single inch of my partner’s cock so I may provide him with the perfect blowjob that he so rightfully deserves. Repeat.”

“I will memorize every single inch of my partner’s cock so I may provide him with the perfect blowjob that he so rightfully deserves.”

Mrs. Erotiquette shifted her ruler down the chalkboard about an inch until it was pointing at the third step. “I will apply all I have learned from this lesson the next time I please my partner. Repeat.”

“I will apply all I have learned from this lesson the next time I please my partner.” Zoe beamed, happily soaking up all of her teacher’s lessons so thoroughly.

Mrs. Erotiquette set her ruler aside on top of her desk near the chalkboard, and then pushed the stand holding the board over towards one side of the room. Once she was done, Mrs. Erotiquette stepped to the back of her classroom so she could set up the projector, and carefully arranged a stack of slides inside of the machine. The woman grabbed the remote off of the wheeled tray that the projector was sitting on, and pressed down on a large button on the remote until an image was projected onto an empty space on the wall that Zoe was facing.

The light bathing the wall was projecting a highly detailed drawing of Mike’s thick and erect cock, which caused Zoe’s jaw to practically fall onto the top of her desk, with the expression on her face showing a mix of both complete shock and utter amazement over how her boyfriend’s cock looked like in her eyes. Once Mrs. Erotiquette was finished adjusting her projector, she walked back to the front of the room near where the graph of Mike’s cock was being projected, and grabbed her ruler from her desk.

“Zoe, are you ready for me to teach you all you need to know about your partner’s cock in order to properly please him?” Mrs. Erotiquette asked her student in a firm yet playful tone while pointing her ruler towards her.

The highly detailed and anatomically correct representation of Mike’s cock on the screen was really starting to get Zoe’s increasingly horny mind going, causing her to start panting with her tongue hanging out of her mouth, while slowly nodding her head up and down in agreement. “Yes, Mrs. Erotiquette.” The fox started drooling over her own chest. “I am ready to be taught by you, Mrs. Erotiquette.”

Mrs. Erotiquette stepped over right in front of Zoe’s desk, leaning down so she could press one end of her ruler underneath Zoe’s chin to gently close her mouth for her. “I understand that your partner’s cock must be the most tantalizing thing you have ever seen in your life…”

“Uh huh…” Zoe interrupted her teacher by trailing off with a pleasured groan.

“But it is rude to drool during an important presentation like this. Save it for the next time you service your partner. Good girls should otherwise not drool in public.” Mrs. Erotiquette removed her ruler from Zoe’s chin, and lightly brushed one end of the ruler across one of Zoe’s hands. “And make sure you always keep your hands respectfully folded across your desk during class.”

Zoe swallowed all of her saliva that had accumulated in her mouth. “Of course, Mrs. Erotiquette.” Zoe obediently folded her hands across her desk once again. “I want to be a good girl for you, Mrs. Erotiquette.”

Mrs. Erotiquette pulled a cloth napkin out of her desk drawer and used it to wipe away the drool that Zoe had spilled out earlier. She tossed the napkin inside an empty drawer of her desk, and turned her attention back to the projected image with remote in hand. She pressed the button and the slide was immediately replaced by a new image, which showed a close-up of the head of Mike’s cock.

Mrs. Erotiquette pointed her ruler towards the top of the image, while turning her attention back towards her student. “What is this part of the penis called?”

The horny fox felt she needed to bite her lower lip just to keep from drooling all over herself in lust. “Heaven…” Zoe dreamily moaned.

Mrs. Erotiquette chuckled over Zoe’s answer. “Hmm… that may be true, but the proper term for this part of your partner’s sex is the head.”

“The head…” Zoe leaned herself a little over her own desk with a happy-sounding sigh. Her eyes grew wider as she soaked up every detail of the close-up drawing of the wolf’s cock head. Mrs. Erotiquette studied Zoe’s face and noticed that she could see the image of Mike’s cock head reflected in the fox’s eyes, almost looking like Zoe had hearts in her eyes.

Mrs. Erotiquette pressed down the button on her remote, causing the slide to get replaced by another slide showing a close-up of the long shaft of Mike’s cock. Mrs. Erotiquette pointed her ruler near the bottom of the shaft, and dragged her ruler up the length towards the top, and then dragged her ruler back down the shaft. “What is this part of the penis called?”

Zoe had become so enamored by the drawing of Mike’s cock, that she stuck her tongue out and started lapping the air up and down in front of her as if she were licking her boyfriend’s cock. “Perfection…” Zoe moaned over the sight.

Mrs. Erotiquette giggled mischievously. “That is a good answer, though the correct terminology is the shaft.”

“The shaft…” Zoe breathed out with a completely dazed tone in her voice, while daydreaming about Mike’s cock slowly swaying back and forth and further entrancing her. Mrs. Erotiquette turned her attention back to the screen with a small smile of approval plastered over her face, and pressed the button on her remote.

The screen shifted to another slide depicting a second close-up of Mike’s cock head, this time showing a birds-eye view looking down at his cock. Mrs. Erotiquette lifted up her ruler and pointed it towards the little hole on the top of the wolf’s cock. “What is this part of the penis called?”

“A part that I desperately want to french kiss real bad…” Zoe answered with complete honesty.

Mrs. Erotiquette laughed a little harder. “Technically correct, perhaps. Though the proper term for this part would be the tip.” She emphasized her point by lightly tapping her ruler against the tip a few times.

“The tip…” Zoe slowly droned out, her mind filled with nothing but her own fantasies of repeatedly tonguing the tip of her boyfriend’s penis until he shot rope after rope of hot, sticky cum down her throat.

Mrs. Erotiquette pressed the button once again, and the screen shifted to a new slide showing another close-up of Mike’s shaft. This time the slide was a sideways image of the shaft that heavily emphasized the veins of Mike’s penis. Mrs. Erotiquette traced one end of her ruler alongside one of the veins. “What are these parts of the penis called?”

“Delicious trails I wanna trace with my tongue…” Zoe quickly caught herself starting to stick out her tongue and panting in lust again.

“Hmm… I suppose that’s a very nice way to refer to them, though us proper good girls refer to these trails as the veins.” Mrs. Erotiquette admitted to her student.

“The veins…” Zoe felt as if she could trace the outlines of the veins of Mike’s cock with her eyes for hours upon hours without ever needing to blink.

Mrs. Erotiquette clicked the button, and the image on the screen shifted to a new slide showing a close-up of the wolf’s balls. “Sometimes, you can really get your boyfriend going by burying your face deep within these wonderful orbs, taking some nice, deep whiffs and slow, sensual licks.” Mrs. Erotiquette lightly tapped the tip of her ruler against both of Mike’s balls in the picture. “What are these called?”

Zoe had become so dazzled by all the images of her boyfriend’s impressively-sized cock and balls from multiple angles, that she could do nothing but babble incoherently with a lustful tone in her voice. Mrs. Erotiquette lightly shook her head from side to side with an amused look on her face. “These are called the balls, darling.”

“The balls…” Zoe happily repeated with an amorous voice. Before she could start daydreaming about burying her face into her boyfriend’s crotch and worshipping him, Mrs. Erotiquette pressed the button on her remote again, and the image on the screen shifted back to the slide showing the close-up of the head of Mike’s cock.

Mrs. Erotiquette pointed to the head with the end of her ruler. “The head.” She stated matter-of-factly.

“The head.” Zoe instantly repeated.

Click. “The shaft.” Mrs. Erotiquette stroked the end of her ruler alongside the entire length of Mike’s cock.

“The shaft.”

Click. “The tip.” Mrs. Erotiquette circled the end of her ruler around the tip of Mike’s penis.

“The tip.”

Click. “The veins.” Mrs. Erotiquette slowly dragged the end of her ruler alongside each and every one of the veins that were proudly pulsing on Mike’s dick.

“The veins.”

Click. “The balls.” Mrs. Erotiquette alternately tapped the end of her ruler against both of Mike’s balls in a rhythmic beat.

“The balls.”

Mrs. Erotiquette soon began clicking the button faster and more frequently, causing the slides to cycle through faster and faster in a continuous loop. Zoe was trying really hard to focus her entire vision on nothing but the fast-moving images so she could keep up with her lessons. Mrs. Erotiquette had stopped pointing out and saying the parts of Mike’s penis out loud, now having fully expected for Zoe to have completely memorized every part shown in the images.

Click. Click. Click. Click. Click.

“The head. The shaft. The tip. The veins. The balls.” Zoe mindlessly repeated.

Click click click click click

“The h-head… shaft… the tip… veins… the balls…” Zoe was struggling to keep up with the pace of the fast slideshow.

Clickclickclickclickclick

“Th-the… head… tip… the balls…” The slideshow was moving so fast for Zoe, that she was starting to skip some steps.

When Mrs. Erotiquette realized that Zoe was having too difficult of a time to keep up with the slideshow, she set aside her remote for a moment and stepped behind her own desk. She pulled out a drawer and grabbed a small box of toothpicks. She opened up the box’s flap and closed the drawer, and stepped over in front of Zoe’s desk.

Mrs. Erotiquette turned the small box over so she could shake a couple toothpicks into the palm of her other hand. She leaned down and held out the two toothpicks in front of both of Zoe’s eyes. “Here, these will help you to fully concentrate on my lessons in erotiquette.” The woman carefully used the toothpicks to forcibly hold up Zoe’s eyelids, so that the fox could give her full rapt attention to her mind-bending slideshow without needing to blink.

Mrs. Erotiquette grabbed the remote again and started clicking the button so rapidly, that the slideshow started shifting through every image incredibly quickly. All the images of the wolf’s cock were racing past Zoe’s held-open eyes at such a subliminal speed. Now that Zoe had no choice but to soak in every feature of all of the highly-detailed drawings of her boyfriend’s cock, she was able to keep up with the pace of her teacher’s lessons once more.

“Head. Shaft. Tip. Veins. Balls. Head shaft tip veins balls. Headshafttipveinsballs.” Zoe repeated over and over again, in perfect tandem with the continuously looping slideshow.

Once Zoe had completely memorized every part of Mike’s cock to her teacher’s satisfaction, Mrs. Erotiquette stopped clicking the button and walked back over behind the projector to turn off the slideshow. She stepped back over to Zoe’s desk so she could remove the toothpicks that were holding up her eyes.

Zoe slumped over on her desk while sticking her tongue out the side of her mouth, with a completely dazed look on her face. She felt her entire brain had been crammed with so many images of Mike’s cock from every angle imaginable, that she could’ve sworn that they were pushing away all her other thoughts right out of her mind.

Zoe was groaning out loud in a mix of mental exhaustion and lust. Mrs. Erotiquette leaned down over Zoe’s body so she could affectionately run her fingers through the fox’s auburn hair. “Good girl… good girl…”

“Ohhh… my goddd…” Zoe slowly breathed out while holding one of her hands over her throbbing forehead. “I can think of literally nothing right now but my partner’s penis.” Zoe moaned out with a delirious tone in her voice.

Mrs. Erotiquette chuckled over Zoe’s confession. “That just means that my lessons in erotiquette were quite the arousing success!” She cheerfully exclaimed. The woman walked back over to her desk and pulled out another drawer, grabbing onto some kind of homemade-looking item that she brought out to Zoe’s desk for her to study.

Zoe nearly broke out of her stupor when she saw that Mrs. Erotiquette was holding onto an exact replica of Mike’s cock that she had crafted out of a hard ivory material. The woman shoved the makeshift cock closer to the fox’s lips. “There is just one more thing I must teach you before you are done with my class.” Mrs. Erotiquette told the fox. “You must apply all I have taught you today, and worship this perfect replica of your partner’s penis with your mouth.”

Zoe lifted up her groggy head and pushed her face nearer to the cock replica that Mrs. Erotiquette was holding in her outstretched hand, and began wrapping her lips around the head of the ivory cock. “The head…” Zoe dreamily drooled over the cock head.

Mrs. Erotiquette seductively stroked one of her fingers up and down the length of the fake cock’s shaft. “Don’t forget to worship the entire length, dear.”

“Of course, Mrs. Erotiquette.” Zoe shifted her lips past the head so she could leave a trail of kisses down the shaft. “I love being taught by you, Mrs. Erotiquette. Ohhh… I wanna kiss the shaft all day and all night long…”

Zoe moved her lips back up to the top of the head of the fake cock, and firmly planted her lips against the little hole on top. “The tip…” Zoe swirled her tongue around the head again.

The fox flicked her tongue back down to the cock’s shaft again, so she could trace her tongue alongside all of the veins that had been etched into the cock. “Mmm… the veins…”

Mrs. Erotiquette leaned herself down over the other half of Zoe’s desk, so her face was right across from the fox’s. “I shall help you complete this lesson by joining in with you.” The woman seductively whispered, puckering up her lips near the head of the fake cock so she could start kissing it at the same time Zoe was licking the shaft.

Both Zoe and Mrs. Erotiquette deeply explored every nook and cranny of the model of Mike’s cock with their mouths. While Zoe would be gingerly kissing the tip of the cock, Mrs. Erotiquette would be planting kisses up and down the shaft. The woman lifted her lips off of the fake cock so she could speak to Zoe again. “Now I want you to close your eyes and continue worshipping this cock. Let my lessons that you’ve perfectly memorized within your mind be your guide.”

“Of course, Mrs. Erotiquette.” Zoe shut her eyes as tightly as she could, and then lifted her head a little above her desk so she could plant another sweet kiss against the head of the cock. Mrs. Erotiquette brought her lips closer to the cock head again to tenderly kiss it, with both her and Zoe alternately leaving a trail of tiny kisses around and around the head. “The head…” they both moaned.

Zoe and Mrs. Erotiquette dragged their lips down the shaft, happily kissing every single inch as they had to work together to make sure they didn’t accidentally bonk their heads into each other. “The shaft…” Zoe groaned blissfully as she continued keeping her eyes shut tight.

Zoe and Mrs. Erotiquette lifted up their faces so they could bring their lips closer to the cock head again. They inched their lips near the tip of the penis, and both simultaneously planted a kiss over the little hole with their lips as close to each other as possible. “The tip…” They erotically hissed in perfect harmony.

Zoe and Mrs. Erotiquette lowered their faces back to the shaft, so they could sensually trace the trails of the fake cock’s veins using their tongues. “The veins…” They passionately growled in between licks.

After several moments of Zoe getting lost in the erotic ecstasy of worshipping the model of Mike’s cock with her eyes closed, Mrs. Erotiquette removed her lips from the cock and brought them closer to Zoe’s ears. “I want you to open up your eyes, darling. Open your eyes for me at the count of three. One… two…”

Zoe immediately opened her eyes once Mrs. Erotiquette counted to three, and was shocked to see that the woman had magically transported themselves back to her own bedroom while her eyes were still closed. Zoe looked up towards her sleeping boyfriend while she continued pressing her lips against his cock, and felt Mrs. Erotiquette lovingly stroking her fingers throughout her hair.

“You have passed my lessons in erotiquette with flying colors!” Mrs. Erotiquette cheerfully praised Zoe. “You have now learned everything there is to know about how wonderful it is to be a good girl for your partner.”

“Ohhh… I love being a good girl…” Zoe slobbered over the head of Mike’s cock.

After a whole minute of Zoe blowing her boyfriend, Mike started to slowly wake up from the erotic sensation of feeling his girlfriend repeatedly swishing her tongue over the tip of his penis. “Zoe? What’s going on?” Mike groaned in a mix of sleepiness and confusion, right before he started groaning in arousal from having his cock worshipped. “I thought you didn’t want to blow me.”

“Shut up, and let me worship your beautiful cock.” Zoe really put her all into licking and kissing the wolf’s cock as much as her heart could take. Mike sat up on his bed and scooted himself a little closer to where Zoe was kneeling near the bedside, to make it easier for her to suck on the entire length of his penis in her mouth.

Zoe slowly spat Mike’s cock out of her mouth, so she could focus on just sucking on the head of his penis. “The head…”

Zoe slowly kissed and licked up and down Mike’s shaft, and enjoyed hearing her boyfriend’s sexy grunting as she worshipped every inch of him. “The shaft…”

Zoe moved her mouth back up so she could lightly nibble on the head of Mike’s cock as gently as possible, causing Mike to start leaking some pre-cum out the tip of his penis, so she began happily lapping away at his leaky cock head. “The tip…” Zoe shuddered in pleasure over the salty taste of her boyfriend’s pre-cum coating her tastebuds.

Zoe noticed that Mike had tightly grabbed a corner of his bed cover looking like he was about to explode into a massive orgasm. “No cumming yet, babe.” Zoe giggled before sealing a little kiss over the tip of the wolf’s cock. “I need to finish my worshipful ritual of your gorgeous member first.” Zoe moved her face back down to his shaft so she could lick alongside every vein proudly etched on Mike’s cock. “The veins…”

Zoe lowered her face even further until she was staring right at the wolf’s massive balls. The fox stuck out both of her paws and started kneading his balls. She was rubbing him firmly enough so that Mike kept squirting out little globs of pre-cum that she could catch in her mouth as if his cock were a leaky fountain, though she was also rubbing gently enough so she didn’t accidentally injure his balls.

Zoe leaned in to nuzzle her face over the wolf’s furry balls, and took a deep whiff through her nose. The sharp, potent scent of Mike’s balls was making the pleasure center of Zoe’s brain feel like it was firing on all cylinders. She lovingly kissed every inch of Mike’s balls as she continued taking in the brain-bending scent. “Ohhh… the balls…” Zoe was slowly rubbing one of her cheeks up and down one of Mike’s balls, shivering in pleasure as she felt Mike’s fur bristling against her cheek.

Mike couldn’t hold it in any longer. “I-I think I’m gonna cum!” He gritted his teeth. Zoe immediately stopped kissing his balls so she could raise her face and wrap her lips around the head of Mike’s cock. She happily sucked every rope of hot, sticky cum that Mike sprayed out into her waiting mouth, which made Zoe cum out loud in response as they screamed out their love for one another.

Mike laid back down on his back as he stared up at the ceiling breathing heavily from his intense orgasm that Zoe had so expertly crafted out of him. Zoe climbed up onto the mattress so she could lay down right next to him, turning over on her side so she could cuddle the wolf in her arms. “So, I assume this makes up for all the missed blowjobs in the past, right?” Zoe teased her boyfriend.

“Damn…” Mike whispered with an impressed tone in his voice. “I’ve always known you to give really good head before, but never quite like this. How’d you get so fucking good?”

Zoe was just about to mention that she was taught by Mrs. Erotiquette, though when she looked around her bedroom, she noticed that the older woman was nowhere to be seen and had likely magically transported herself back inside her own book. Zoe realized that there was no way to explain to her boyfriend that she was taught to give amazing blowjobs by a mysterious Victorian-era woman living inside a magical book, so she had to make up an explanation on the fly.

“Oh, I kinda wanted to get myself back in the mood for giving you blowjobs, so I made an internet search on how to reignite my passion for sucking cock. I found an excellent article titled ‘The Art of Cock Worship’ that gave out some fantastic advice on how to improve myself in giving the perfect blowjob.” Zoe explained.

Mike accepted his girlfriend’s explanation, so they pulled the covers over their own bodies so they could finally drift off into peaceful sleep. Zoe buried her face into Mike’s chest like a pillow again just like she did earlier in the night before she had discovered Mrs. Erotiquette’s magical book.

“The head… the shaft… the tip… the veins… the balls…” Zoe silently mouthed in her sleep, during the first of many dreams she would enjoy of worshipping her boyfriend’s cock.