[sandalwoodie] The Gilmore School for Girls, Chapter 5

[sandalwoodie]

Chapter 5 is different. About a new class, taught by the headmistress. It is worthy of its own thread, so I am posting it that way. I'm not sure how to tag this one, so I'll let you be the judge...

 

[sandalwoodie]

A New Class







I liked to think of myself as creative, and when it came to sex, there was no better arena for exploring new ideas. I’d been working at the school for just a month, and had not been given a class yet. I had acted as a substitute a few times and I had now learned enough about the school to be comfortable with my job, which was very satisfying, but still no regular class. Other things had happened, but personally, I needed to be back in the classroom.

When I filled in as a substitute, I got immediate respect from the students. Perhaps it was because I was the headmistress, which could be intimidating for the younger set, and especially young girls. We only had nine enrollees at this time, and I had met every one of them. In a way they seemed to be somewhat in awe of me, and I’m not sure exactly why. The members of the faculty seemed to give me the same respect as well, but not in the same way. I suppose it was because they had seen me perform, and they all liked Katie, so there was a loosely defined camaraderie there.



I had had an idea for a new kind of subject matter that I wanted to make into a formal class. I wanted to present it to Dr. Marcus. And so it was a Saturday morning that I found myself knocking on his office door. He knew I was coming, but there was no receptionist today, so I went straight up to his office. I rapped softly and heard him say, “Come in!”

“Hello, Doctor,” I said as I opened the door slowly.

“Ahhh, Alex! Good morning. Come in, come in.”

I knew he’d been travelling this week so I started off by asking, “How was your trip?”

He sighed, “Oh, it was long, but successful.”

I gave him a knowing smile, figuring it was about school business that he was travelling.

I was dressed in a skirt and a blouse, since I was acting in an official capacity. He wore his usual suit, but his tie was loosened.

Being familiar with the protocol now, I looked toward the ceiling, where I knew one of the cameras to be. He saw my gaze and said, “It’s on. They always are. If you would prefer privacy, we can go for a walk if you wish.”

I shook my head. “No. It’s fine to have them running.”

He beckoned toward the cushier chairs and said, “Shall we get comfortable?”

I smiled. “Certainly.”

We both sat down, and as I crossed my legs I noticed him looking at them. I smiled, then asked, “Was your trip overseas?”

He nodded. “Yes. It’s a very long flight.”

I looked at him casually and said, “Can I do anything for you? To help you wind down a little?”

His eyes widened and he paused. “Are you serious?”

I nodded. “Of course.”

He let out a deep breath and said, “Well, there’s no way I could turn down such an offer.”

I scooted forward in my chair, then dropped to my knees on the carpet. I pried my shoes off and moved closer as he edged forward in his chair.

“So…” I said as I began to undo his belt, “I have an idea for a new class.”

“One that you would teach yourself?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said as I unsnapped him and pulled his zipper down. I ran my hand along his underwear, smiling as I felt the hardening mass below. I shook my head, throwing my hair back, and smiled at him. “That feels promising…”

“You’re an incredible woman, Alex,” was all he said.

“Thank you.”

“Do you want to tell me about this class?”

I smiled at him again. “Let’s wait until we’re finished.”

I gripped the sides of his trousers then, taking his underwear too. He used his hands to hoist himself, allowing me to pull everything down at the same time. His rod sprang out, semi-erect and rising quickly.

“Mmmmmm,” I purred as I reached for it. “There’s one of my favorite playmates.”

He smiled at that, then closed his eyes for a moment. He let out a long breath as I gently circled the shaft with my fingers. I felt it grow and stiffen, and I scooted in closer. “It’s good to have some release after a long flight and some jet lag,” I said.

“This is incredibly thoughtful of you, Alex,” he said sincerely.

I smiled as I let my tongue slide along the underside of the rod. “I want to keep my boss happy,” I told him. Then I added, “All my bosses, for that matter.”

“Well, you definitely do that.”

With that I tipped my head forward, opened and sank down on him.

His hands moved to my head, touching me lightly.

I lowered slowly, taking him only halfway at first, then sliding back carefully. I used my tongue, my lips and the inside of my mouth as I worked slowly to bring him to full rigidity.

It hardly took any time at all until he was solid as a fence post.

I raised up slightly then, changing my angle, and descended once more, this time going right to my stops. Once I felt his crown fully seated in the back of my throat, I pushed down harder, forcing the crown in, moving carefully.

I heard him gasp.

I eased back about halfway, then repeated the motion, this time using a little more force, impaling myself with his hard torpedo. I shook my upper body, forcing myself down farther, feeling the mass of him engorge my throat, until I gagged.

“GLLLLKK!!” came the sound.

My head was thrown back by the reflex, but I stayed on him, keeping my lips locked around the mighty muscle. I looked at him then, and to my surprise he was already panting, already close to his release.

I slipped off quickly and asked him, “Do you want me to swallow? Or… would you like to come on my face?”

His head rolled back with passion and whispered breathlessly, “Swallow…. Please….”

I smiled, nodded, then sank down on him again.

I began to bob.

I started off slowly. And carefully. I didn’t want to lose my momentum, but at the same time I didn’t want him to come prematurely.

And I knew he would want me to make it last, at least for a while...

So, I kept my motions steady, casual and light, gentle, easy strokes.

His hands touched my head very lightly, guiding but not forceful, grateful and gentle.

I used my right hand on the base, keeping it low and just wrapping the phallus with my thumb and forefinger. My left hand I brought up and cupped his balls, cradling the testes and giving them support.

His rigidity was stable, so I held my pace even, gliding up and down as though I could do this forever.

Peeking up again I could see his concentration. His eyes were closed now and his look intense.

And there was no doubt I was giving him pleasure.

This was enormously satisfying to me, not just because it was a woman’s role, but also because it is nice to be appreciated. I enjoyed my own orgasms, of course, but it is also nice to give the gift of oneself in a purely unselfish way. I was sucking Jordan’s erection. He would cum and I would swallow it. This was good for both of us……



I kept myself right in tune with him. As I felt the shaft harden I moved a little faster. I made my stroke a little longer, and curled my tongue around his underside.

His breathing quickened.

I paused on my downstroke, shifted a little, then started again.

His cock twitched.

As I slipped into the next phase I lifted his balls, pressing them gently against the base of his rod. This would maximize his load of sperm and send him my message of complete willingness.

I bobbed my head faster. I had to really concentrate now, so I couldn’t watch him, but I could hear his breathing and feel the tension in his body.

I kept my mouth around him lightly now, letting the speed do the work, while still keeping him nice and wet. He was panting feverishly now. Steady, steady, steady, my mouth went up and down, up and down, up and down……

He was suddenly right there, and I felt his pole reach rock-hardness.

I moved into high gear. Concentrating totally now, I rose and fell on him as fast as I possibly could, using every last ounce of my athletic ability. I was breathing hard through my nose now, and I knew he could sense my determination.

And it worked. For both of us.

His cock twitched. Then it twitched again.

He grunted. “Gonna cum!”

“MMM!!” I responded.

I kept right on going. To make sure.

He grunted again.

And then I felt it.

It was warm and wet, and the first jet slammed into my soft palate, spreading quickly.

“Mmmmmmmmm!!!” I went.

My body felt warm all over as he came in my mouth, his sperm filling my oral cavity with its unique taste. I backed up to about the halfway point and began to drink his seed, swallowing as best I could with my mouth still full of manhood.

I made the sounds as loud as I could, swallowing repeatedly, feeling the slippery stuff slide down my throat until it warmed my tummy.

I kept all my fingers as they were, keeping myself nearly still as I finished my little duty.

His fingers were still lightly on my head, but his gasps were now more of relief than desperation.

I thought about the cameras that had recorded this, and hoped that the viewers would enjoy our little scene.

When I was about certain he had finished, I heard him sigh, and I swallowed one last time.

“Ullllp.”

I looked up at him and smiled, my eyes twinkling.

He smiled back, shaking his head in wonder. “Alex, my dear, you are something else.”

“Thank you,” I said.



Two minutes later his pants were back up and I resumed sitting.

“Can I do anything for you?” he offered.

“Not at the moment, thank you,” I replied. “I’m still glowing anyway, and I’d like to talk about my idea first.”

He nodded. “Well, speak up when you’re ready...”

I nodded back to him.





“So, I’m wondering if we could add a new class to the curriculum,” I said.

“Tell me about what you’re thinking.”

“It would be an elective class. Not required. And the students would have to have a B average just to enroll.”

“Go on…”

“You do have cameras in the classrooms, do you not?” I asked.

“In several of them we do.”

“Good,” I nodded. “I thought so.”

He cocked his head curiously. “What would be the subject?”

I said, “It would be sex.”

His eyebrows lifted and his mouth rounded. “Oooooo…”

“I’ve been formulating the model somewhat, but I have some basic ideas. So far…”

“Tell me…”

“I thought I’d start with a questionnaire.”

His eyebrow lifted.

“I would ask them what experiences they’ve had… In any way related to sex. I would also ask them what fantasies they’ve had. And what their expectations are.”

“Do you think they would be honest?”

“I would ask them to be. But I would also make it optional whether to put their name on it or not. And I would say that I’m the only one who would see their answers.”

“Would that be your true intention?” he asked slowly.

I smiled at him. “Not… actually... I would consider the questionnaires to be school property. So, I would share it with whomever you see proper.”

He nodded.

“I might include a list of themes in the questions. As part of the education… And ask them how they felt about each one. Once I find out the interest level in certain areas, I could then prepare a lecture for the girls on that specific theme.”

He nodded again, encouraging me to continue.

“If you thought it was appropriate, I would use video demonstrations in class of the various themes, so they could see them first hand.”

“This all sounds very promising, Alex. You would certainly have my full support. I’d like to discuss it with the board, of course.”

“Thank you. I had hoped that you would. I have a couple of other ideas, also.”

“Go on then…”

“Okay. Well, how would you feel about an actual demonstration? In class?”

That lifted his eyebrows. “Possibly.”

“I also thought it might be necessary to divide the girls into two groups. Do you know if any of them are virgins?”

He was thoughtful before answering. “Based on their original interviews, four of the nine girls are still virgin. But it might be touchy to divide them on that basis.”

I agreed. “Perhaps it could be a voluntary thing. On their honor, so to speak?”

He nodded. “That might work. They could divulge whatever they wanted to.”

“Two more questions, if I may,” I said, feeling like he’d had enough at this point.

“Certainly,” he said magnanimously.

“First, do we keep track of our graduates from Gilmore?”

“We do indeed,” he said. “We’ve only had four graduating classes so far, but we do know of their whereabouts, and we try to keep in touch with them. We have not had a reunion yet, but if you wanted to work on that, we’d certainly be open to it.”

“Let me think about that,” I said. “The other question is… ah, do you by chance have any hidden cameras in the girls’ rooms in the dorm?”

“That’s an interesting question, Alex,” he answered. “As a matter of fact we do not. But, that was the main reason for my journey last week.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes,” he said with a nod. “There is technology now that is wireless, therefore we can mount very small hidden cameras in the girls’ rooms without any wiring.”

“That sounds perfect.”

He nodded. “I saw a demonstration of them, and they work perfectly. They are very pricey, of course, but I can tell you that we have sixty of them on order, three for each of the girls’ bedrooms, and some other locations as well.”

“Do you know when they will arrive?” I asked.

He said, “They should arrive any day now, and it will not take long to set everything up. I will let you know when all is in place.”

I nodded. “That will be a great way to have access to any action that goes on in any of the girls’ rooms……”

He nodded. “That’s the idea.” He continued. “I wanted to do this before, but the others wanted to get the school started, and it would have taken us an extra six months to hard wire the system, so we skipped it.”

“Well, if the technology has caught up, it won’t matter now,” I offered.

“That’s correct.”

I stood up slowly then. “Thank you for seeing me. I appreciate your time.”

He smiled and laughed pleasantly. “Well, thank you for sharing yourself. And, I’ll make the offer one more time if you would like.”

“Are you recharged enough?” I asked.

He smiled again. “For you I could be.”

I nodded. “If I just bent over your desk, could you take me from behind?”

“Just the thought of that is making me hard.”

Sixty seconds later my arms and head were splayed across his desk. My skirt was above my waist, and my panties removed. His erection was full, and he slammed into me until I came, crying with satisfaction. Then, his movements as adept as a magician, he slid a generous gob of lube up my ass, following it quickly with the length of his cock. He sodomized me quickly and efficiently, and I left with his cum still inside the depths of my Hershey highway.





By the end of the next day I was approved for my new class, and had been given all the leeway I wanted to create it.

I quickly developed a loose curriculum and created my questionnaire.

Here it is:





Confidential Questionnaire

(note: all entries are optional)



1. What is your age:



2. What is your weight:



3. What are your measurements:



4. Have you had intercourse? (if no, skip questions 5 through 8)



5. How many times?



6. How many partners have you had?



7. Did you have an orgasm?



8. If so, how many?



9. Have you given oral sex to a male:



10. To a female:



11. Have you received oral sex from a male or female:



12. Are you familiar with adult material? (pornography):



If so, what kinds? (video, magazines, internet)



13: How often do you think about sex? (times per day)



Are your thoughts specific to any particular themes?



14: Please take some time here to describe your fantasies. Feel free to be as specific as you wish, and do not worry about taboo themes. Remember, these are only fantasies. If you are uncomfortable with writing them, you may make an appointment with me and we can discuss them personally.





Please place this form into my “inbox”.

Alexis Parker, Headmistress





A sign-up packet was made available which included the questionnaire and a class description. Everything was set. Class would begin in one week.







Katie was very excited for me. “The actual demonstrations sound like an incredible idea.”

“I think the biggest challenge will be breaking the ice to get them to participate,” I told her as we sat in bed together.

“If anyone can figure that out, you can,” she said brightly.

“Dr. Marcus informed me that the surveillance equipment is almost ready.”

“Oh? That’s good news.”

“Yes. So, we can peek into their lives secretly.”

“Any questionnaires come back yet?”

I smiled. “No, but all nine of the girls took a sign-up packet.”

“That sounds promising…”

“We’ll see how long before I find something in my inbox.” I wondered when……



By the end of the next day my inbox was loaded.









The Class



Six of our nine students signed up for the class, which would meet only twice a week. According to the record only one of the girls was cherry. The other 3 virgins apparently would sit this one out. But that was fine with me. As they all took their seat I looked out at six very lovely faces, all female, all carefully chosen to be part of the Gilmore student body.

And what bodies they had!

Probably the most striking of the group was Laura, who was over six feet tall. Every part of her was in perfect proportion, but at the same time exceptionally generous. Her breasts alone would stop traffic in downtown New York. And her ass was a world class pair of hemispheres.

Her hair was straight and hung to her shoulders, with a part in the center. The color was an average brown, but there was nothing else average about her.



Next to her sat the complete opposite. Candy was but four feet nine inches tall. She weighed less than 90 pounds. As petite as they come, her body was blessed with curves in all the right places. Her ass was nicely rounded, and her chest was definitely noticeable in spite of the small frame. Her hair was a lighter brown, approaching a gold color. She wore glasses, but they definitely became her. Cute as a button, I had to say.



Cindy was Asian, and though not much bigger than Candy, her breasts were a little smaller. They suited her nicely however, pert and firm, and her posture showed them nicely. Her build was similar, the main difference being that her hair was jet black.



Jasmine was also blessed with black hair, although hers was longer and finer, and shimmered like the feathers of a raven in the moonlight. I was certain her heritage was either Indian or Pakistani, as her skin had a glowing brownish tint to it. But she was a stunner, no doubt about it. She was also petite, at five feet one.



Ridley was our California girl, blonde, blue-eyed and busty, she was a slightly scaled down version of Laura. Perhaps not quite as athletic. She was five feet six.



Missy was the last of the group, and she was a redhead, with remarkably fair skin. Nearly as white as milk. She came across as remarkably feminine. Not a very physical type, but her body was as good as the rest, and she added a final ingredient that filled out this very eclectic group. Her height was five feet four inches.



So there they were. Laura, Candy, Cindy, Jasmine, Ridley and Missy. Missy, the redhead, was the virgin, however Candy and Cindy had only had sex once, according to their questionnaire.

I had not spoken personally to any of the students yet, but I expected to start doing that as soon as they were ready.



So it was time to be a teacher, and I started right in.

“Ladies, my name is Alexis Parker, and you may call me Miss Parker or Alex if you wish to. Welcome to Female Sex Ed 301. We are going to explore many subjects in this class, and I want you all to be comfortable asking any question about any part of the world of sex. If I don’t know the answer I will do my best to find it for you. Any questions so far?”

I looked out at them.

“Yes, Ridley,” I said as our California girl raised her hand.

“I have two questions,” she said. “Are we going to have actual demonstrations? And number two, are you going to do them?”

Her rather pointed question brought some varied responses from her classmates, including some near chuckles. I was being challenged right from the start. Ridley was quite outspoken and had a reputation for being pushy. Her tone wasn’t critical, but this was asked provocatively enough that I needed a firm reply. I also knew that she had slept with each of the male teachers and that she had a B average.

“Has there been talk about this class?” I asked her and the rest.

She paused, then answered, a tiny bit more respectful. “Some. And some speculation, too.”

“The answer to the first part of your question is yes. We ARE going to have direct physical events right here in class. And some will be filmed….” I let that sink in.

“Who’s going to do them?” she pressed.

“That’s to be decided. Why, are you volunteering?” I wanted to turn the tables on her.

The question took her and the others by surprise, but she regrouped quickly. “I…… might be. What’s the pay?”

With that, she looked around, hoping for a laugh.

I was pleased when she hardly got one.

I paused a moment, then repeated, “Ridley, are you volunteering?”

Her answer came back meek and respectful this time. “I… don’t know…”

I bailed her out then. “I know you’re just making light, Ridley. It’s all right. And to answer the second part of your question… Yes, I AM going to demonstrate for you…”

This got me a collective gasp from the group.

“Later on in the semester…,” I added.

Another question shot out without a hand going up. This time it was from Laura. “Are you expecting ALL of us to volunteer?”

This was a more serious question.

“No, Laura. I’m not expecting anything. And nothing is required. Everything in this class is optional. And if anything is happening that makes you uncomfortable, any of you can just…… slip out the door. Or you can just remain silent and passive. That’s it. All up to you.”

I paused to let that sink in.

“But…… There will be opportunities and situations where there could be personal interaction between us… all of us…, if that is where the class takes us….”

The group was quiet now, but I could see the interest in their faces.

“So…, let’s get started. As I said, everything is open here, so if there’s a question, just raise your hand.”



No one did.



“Okay then. We are going to start with some simple definitions. And we’re going to have some fun. Let’s begin with…… the penis…” I gave them a sardonic smile then. “I’m sure you all know what THAT is. The cock. The rod. The one-eyed trouser snake. The Bone Ranger…… Anyone wish to add one?” I was going to keep this light for a while.

No one moved at first.

“Come on girls… I know you’ve got a few out there.”

Laura respectfully raised her hand. “Homewrecker,” she offered.

I smiled and nodded.

Candy’s hand went up next. She meekly said, “Torpedo.”

“Good one……”

Missy went next with “babymaker”.

In just a couple of minutes I had them all participating.

Along with shaft, pole, erection and hard-on, we got Johnson, pile-driver, dipstick, bratwurst, man-missile and a few others.

And the girls were definitely bonding……





“Okay, now let’s try the female anatomy,” I directed. “And the most dull and overused word for our own womanhood would be……”

“Pussy,” someone said dully.

“You got it,” I agreed heartily.

There were murmurs of agreement.

“So, let’s do better than that. How about… Honeychamber?”

There were smiles.

“Cocksleeve,” I continued.

There were nods.

“Who wants to add?”

“Velvet Venus,” said Jasmine without raising her hand.

“That works,” I replied.

Laura raised her hand again. “Garden of Eden.”

“Good one.”

We got lots of these, including kitty, beaver, muffin, honey pot, fuck flower, golden garage, nethers and love canal.

The girls were loving it!

And so was I……



I considered the first day a total success and the second one I would start differently. I was planning a lecture as my opening. I was standing when I began to speak. Up in front, a chalkboard behind me, with enough room to pace if I wanted to.

“Let me talk for a moment about the female role in society. They can’t live with us and they can’t live without us, or so they say. And vice versa on that. As women we often feel exploited and have to claw our way up the employment ladder. We have the babies. Men have other burdens.

“How many of you feel like WE got the short end of the stick?”

No hands shot up, then two began to rise tentatively. They were Jasmine and Cindy, who were seated next to each other. I looked at them.

“You both seem a little uncertain,” I said casually.

Cindy spoke, “Well… I am, I guess…”

Jasmine agreed with a nod. “Me too.”

Cindy continued, “I mean, in Asian society women seem much more submissive, and uhh…..”

“The same in Indian culture,” added Jasmine. “In Islam women are a class below the men……”

I smiled. “And we’re hoping to change all that, aren’t we…”

That brought smiles and nods from all of them.

“Here is what I say to you. All of you. As you begin your young lives, and you begin to use your bodies for pleasure… your pleasure and your partner’s. Remember, you have a gift between your legs. You know what it’s called, we went over that yesterday. Use it. Use it as you wish to. It is yours, so make the most of it. It can feel very good for you down there. And… Men will move mountains for it. They will die for it. They will kill for it. Your body is your greatest asset. Take care of it. Don’t let yourself get hung up on whether or not you’re being used. Do what YOU want to do. Take care of YOURSELF first. Then everything else falls into place. Any partner worth his salt wants YOU to cum first. That is HIS greatest pleasure, or hers. Take him up on it. Commit yourself to the art of physical pleasures. Don’t be shy…” I paused. I looked out at them. “When your warm, wet, slippery CUNT grips a man’s erect phallus… When he slides that cockhead all the way to the end of your LOVE TUNNEL…… When his NUT NECTAR bursts deep into your recesses………, let the satisfaction of that take you to your own world of physical ecstasy. Let yourself go into the throes of convulsion and climax, and don’t be shy to let everyone know that you ENJOY this natural release, and you are proud to be a female of the species. To give, and to take…….”

I stopped.

The girls were stunned. You could hear a pin drop.



They seemed to be spellbound by my purposely flavorful wording, and I knew I had them now. I would press my advantage.

“So lets talk about the spectrum of sexuality. You may have heard comments from some, mostly older folks like your parents, saying that if you’ve seen one porn film, you’ve seen them all. But I’m here to tell you…… such is NOT the case. Show of hands. How many of you have seen at least a partial bit of a triple x rated film?”

They were tentative, but all hands went up.

“Good,” I said. “There is so much available on the internet these days that the industry has greatly changed. And the quality is better and the diversity is incredible now.

“There are some who would define the spectrum as having two opposite or polar ends: One would be heterosexuality, the other end, homosexuality. And while these two orientations appear to be opposites, there are a lot more aspects of sex than just those two ends.”

I paused and looked out at them. “Who can name me another sexual theme other than straight?”

Ridley’s hand was the first to go up. I nodded to her.

“Interracial?” she offered.

“That’s one. Who’s got another?”

Missy’s hand went up. “Multiple partners?”

I nodded. “In a way yes, but that’s considered more of a fetish, actually. There are hundreds of fetishes. Only dozens of different themes.”

Jasmine raised her hand.

“How about rape?”

I nodded. “Non-consensual. Probably falls in both categories, but certainly a theme as far as I’m concerned.”

Laura raised her hand. “How about bestiality?”

I nodded. “Definitely a theme. Very taboo also. Illegal in some societies. That’s a good example of something that would not fall into the spectrum that I just defined. It’s not homo, it’s not hetero. It’s just different.”

I saw nods.



“So, between themes and fetishes, there is plenty of variety when it comes to sex. Whether it is fantasy or reality, there’s lots out there, and the human mind still keeps thinking of ways to make it different and exciting.”

I looked up at the clock.

I stopped. “I think that’s enough lecture for today. How about questions?”

Candy’s hand was the first to go up.

“Awhile back there was talk about adding a porn section to the school library. Is that still in the works?”

“If it’s not it certainly should be. Let me look into it and get back to you.”

I looked at the rest of them. “How many of you would really use that if we had one?”

All hands went up.

“Well….. That’s a pretty solid request, if I ever saw one.”

Another hand went up. This time it was Cindy’s.

“Are we being secretly recorded?” she asked.

This brought murmurs from the other girls.

It was a big one, this was. I was on the spot.

“Okay…. Let’s all listen carefully now. Are we being secretly recorded is the question. When each of you came here, there was a form that was signed by you or your parents, or both. It gave the directors the right to make recordings around the school in any manner that they deemed appropriate for the “safety and security of the students and the school itself”. This is the world we live in, ladies, and we’d better get used to it. It applies to my behavior as well as yours.”

I let this sink in for a second, then continued, “Now some of you might be concerned about being caught doing something indiscreet. Let me tell you why you don’t need to worry about that. Unless what you are doing is illegal or harmful, nothing will come of it. Look at it this way,” I said, changing my tone, “if a school director got caught peeking at one of you girls, he would be in more trouble than you ever would. Does that make sense?”

Most of them were nodding now.

“So be bold! Let your hair down! Be yourselves! That’s what I’m doing, and you should feel free to do the same.”





That night I got a call from Dr. Marcus. I was discussing the class with Katie when the phone rang and when he spoke I thought uh-oh……

But I was quickly reassured as he put my mind at ease.

“The scuttlebutt around the school is all positive, Alex,” he said. “We’ve heard comments like ‘most exciting class I’ve ever had’, ‘best teacher ever’, all good things. I wanted to pass that along to you.”

“That’s wonderful Jordan! Thanks for letting me know.”

“And, I might add personally, that your comments about the surveillance were inspirational.”

I smiled. “Do I take it that you were monitoring?”

“I looked at the tape later,” he said with a chortle.

“Were there any inaccuracies in my statements?”

“Nope. None at all.”

I smiled again. “Well, you might want to stay tuned. It’s going to get more interesting from here on.”

He chuckled again. “I’m looking forward to it.”





The next session I started the class with an announcement that we WOULD be going forward with a porn section in the library. Material should be arriving before the end of next week. Following that I did a reading from an erotic story I had found on the internet, and gave the girls a writing assignment to create their own work of a similar nature. We would discuss them in class, if the author was comfortable with it.

They all liked the idea.

Standing up then I took a moment and looked out at the six lovely faces of these teenage girls. I was really loving this… I took a deep breath and said, “Before I turn the class over to questions and answers, I want to try something. I want you all to stand up and come up here in front. Form a line for me.

All six came forward, lining up shoulder to shoulder, facing the open room.

“Okay. The subject of tomorrow’s class is going to be arousal. This is going to be a prelude to that subject. I want you all to turn now and face the girl next to you.”

They figured it out quickly enough.

Laura was facing Missy.

Candy was facing Cindy.

And Jasmine was looking at Ridley.

They all seemed a little uncertain by this bold directive from me.

“Now… unless you are uncomfortable with it, I want you to push all thoughts aside and kiss the person you are facing. You can decide how long the kiss might be, but don’t hold back if you feel like it. Do this once, then we’re going to change partners.”

There were some smiles, some bashful looks, and some expressions of surprise, but no one objected. Slowly each couple moved closer, paused for a deep breath, and the next thing I knew, six girls were kissing each other in the front of my class.

Candy and Cindy were in the center, and being close to the same height, they were a good match. Arms went around, and their petite frames were soon tightly embraced. Candy had removed her glasses, and her golden hair contrasted sweetly with our Asian’s black color. Their lips were fused.

Ridley and Jasmine were interesting. They warmed up gradually as they held the kiss, growing into it more slowly. But in less than sixty seconds lips were opened and tongues were visible, and they were going at it nicely. California and India, they made a pleasant couple.

Laura and Missy offered the most pronounced contrast however, the amazon and the virgin. Tentatively they approached each other, starting with a short kiss, then slowly coming back for more as Laura led the way. I gave high marks to Missy, who brought herself into this new adventure in spite of some obvious uncertainty. Laura had to bend forward slightly, but Missy lifted her head nicely, and her feet lifted to her toes without hesitation. Laura made it easy for her……



I did not rush them, and was gratified that the exchange lasted as long as it did. By the end all three couples seemed to be savoring it.

The change of couples went smoothly, and each of them approached her new partner with a touch more comfort and confidence. By the time we were finished, each of them had kissed every other one, and they all appeared nearly giddy at the conclusion.

I was elated myself, and felt that this deed had been a smashing success! A terrific ice-breaker!

As they all finally separated I smiled at them, nodded, and just said, “Okay girls. That went so well……, class is dismissed.”

Laura was the last to leave and she made a point of walking close to me. She quietly said, “Thank you. That was awesome.”

My own grin surfaced and I gave her a grateful nod.





The next class I led off by asking, “So, how did you all do with your erotic writing?”

No one spoke, so I added, “Was everyone able to finish something?”

Ridley’s hand went up and she said, “Sort of. But it could have been better.”

Missy went next. “I only got halfway or so. I don’t know…… I just needed more time. There was too much to say.”

“Then you were into it.”

There were affirmative murmurs throughout.

“Okay. Here’s what I’d like to do: I’d like you to hand in what you’ve done so far, and I’ll make a copy and give it back to you. But continue if you feel like it’s unfinished. Submit your story when it’s ready, how’s that?”

There were nods.

“I will make comments on what you’ve given me, and maybe we’ll meet individually to discuss.”

They were all on board with that.



“So…, let’s talk about arousal,” I started in after that.

My students were riveted right from the beginning, and I knew they were all very much into this class by now. Their interests had been enhanced even more as they noticed the arrival of a single bed, which was placed off to the side near the windows. It was tightly made with a dark green bedcover and a single pillow neatly placed at the head of it. Not an unusual piece of furniture, really, except for the fact that it was in a school classroom. I was sure all the girls were thinking about what might take place on that very firm mattress.



“We all know that guys get turned on just by looking at us, but the female of the species is a little more reserved. So let’s try something. I want each of you to give me one word. One thing that pops into your mind when you ask yourself, “what turns me on when I see a guy”. One word.”

I looked at them, then settled on one face. “Candy. Can you give me a word?”

“Sure,” she said. “Height.”

I smiled. “Okay. A good word for you… Ridley? How about you?”

“Buns,” she answered right away.

I nodded. “Good choice.”

Laura’s word was size. Cindy’s was build. Jasmine’s was hair. Other words were eyes, muscles, and posture.

We discussed various body parts in general, mostly male, and there was about fifteen minutes left in the class. After looking at my watch, I peeked out at the faces and found a sea of expectancy. They were ripe. And I knew what they wanted.

“Okay,” I said. “Let’s try something else. I want you all to come up to the front again.”

There was not even a HINT of hesitation on their part. Not this time. As they lined up like before, I stepped over to the classroom door. It had a window with a shade and I pulled it down. Then I turned the lock on the door.

The room went deathly silent.

“All right ladies,” I challenged, “Let’s see if you’re bold enough for this one. I want you all to undress. Completely. Every stitch off.”

I was hit by a whim, then added, “And I’m going to join you.”

I stepped up to Laura then, who was at the end of the line nearest me, and I turned until I was shoulder to shoulder next to her, making part of the line. I reached for the buttons of my blouse and began to undo them.

I smiled inwardly as every one of them began to follow suit…… I thought of the cameras……



It took about sixty seconds. There were sounds of zippers, snaps and buckles, but that was about it. At the end all seven of us were completely naked right down to our bare feet.

Not allowing myself to be the least bit self-conscious, I stepped out in front and perused. I studied them.

“Girls…… you are all wonders to behold. Nary a man on earth would not be HARD if he could see what I am seeing, make no mistake. Now……, let’s repeat yesterday’s exercise. I want you to turn and face your neighbor.”

As they did this, I stepped back a little more to watch them.

“Now this time,” I directed, “I want you to kiss like before, but be free with your hands. Touching is not discouraged here.”

Immediately and quietly they moved into each other’s arms, admiring, exploring and kissing…… It was as exquisite as I’d hoped it would be.

I stood away from the group for just a minute or two, watching them, as Laura and Ridley French kissed comfortably, then turned toward me together. Then simultaneously, the two of them reached a hand toward me.

Laura spoke with ease, “C’mon, Teach…… This is too awesome to not take part in…”

“For sure,” Ridley seconded.

As all those lovely faces turned toward me I smiled with agreement and took both hands that were offered.

Laura guided me into Ridley’s arms……

This was going to be my best class ever……



We did not do another kissing session that week, and over the weekend Katie and I reviewed the girls’ erotic writings. They were diverse, interesting, but somewhat naïve and inexperienced. But it was a really good start!





Two events took place the following week that changed things quite a lot.

The school had some very wealthy donors and naturally Jordan and the directors shared some of my class footage with them.

This resulted in a barrage of offers for any material we could provide that was of a pornographic nature, or even just suggestive, and these requests came with some very high monetary offers.

In addition the school received 32 boxes of x-rated material, including books, magazines, dvd’s and toys that were described as marital aids.

I decided it might be a good idea to get the girls involved with this material first hand, so all seven of us spent the entire week opening, cataloging and displaying the diverse material in the section of the library we had designated.

Each and every one of the girls was thrilled to take part and we used class time and after school time to do the work. I had them organize the material by theme as much as possible.

Our themes included straight, bi-sexuality, lesbian, anal, oral and interracial, as well as a fairly large section on bestiality. I was pleased and slightly surprised that they all took quite an interest in the latter section.

Several of our school graduates had partaken in bestial activities, but so far none of the current students had been brought into this taboo group. It was definitely high on the list of interests of our sponsors, but so far no takers in the active student body. And since I was now the head of the school, I considered it my own personal challenge to bring this agenda to fruition. If I could possibly do it, I would like to have all the girls doing this before they graduated, but I still had to start somewhere, and with someone. I wasn’t sure how or with whom, but I was getting to know the girls and waiting for an opportunity.



“I’m finding this class really is a lot of fun,” I said to Katie one night as we slipped between the sheets.

“Sounds like it.”

“They are really into the porn. I have watched them checking out all the different fetishes and themes. And since we’ve all kissed and shared nudity, I think they are less shy about expressing their interests. And every single one of them seems to be fascinated by the animal theme.”

“Even Missy?”

“Even Missy. She’s a little bit tentative, but she’s open to it,” I nodded.

“Good for her.”

“I think the peer pressure and the camaraderie is really carrying her along.”

“Your class is probably bringing them all closer.”

“It really seems that way.”

“Are any of them giving you fantasies? Personally, I mean?” continued my partner.

I thought about that. “Well, they’re all incredibly hot…. But I suppose…… Hmmm….. Laura is definitely quite the specimen. A real amazon.”

“Yes, she does have an amazing body,” Katie agreed.

“I wouldn’t mind being fucked by her,” I admitted, looking at Katie. “I wouldn’t mind seeing her fucking you either.”

Her eyes lit up. “I’d rather enjoy that. What about Candy? Wouldn’t you like to do her?”

I smiled. “Yes, I confess I would…”

“She would be my choice too. They both would be a couple of dreams come true.”

“Well…, get ready hon. Cause this is the school where dreams DO come true.”



There was a conference room in the library, which was quite cozy and comfortable, and by Thursday we were all gravitated to share our lunches there, around the heavy wooden table that nearly filled the room.

We had just started in on our food when Ridley asked me a question.

“All three of the other students have told me that they’re really pissed at themselves for not signing up for this class. Would you ever think about bringing the others in at this point?”

I thought for a second then shook my head. “I don’t think so.”

This seemed to please most of them.

Then Ridley pressed again, “Do you mind if I ask why?”

“Not at all,” I answered benignly. “There are two reasons. The first is that we, the seven of us, have begun to find a certain closeness. And it’s important to me to make that grow. If we brought new students in, it would disrupt the element of our curriculum. It would…. sort of alter our path, if you catch my drift. The other reason is that the six of you had the sense of adventure to take the first step. You filled out the questionnaire, you signed up for the class. It wouldn’t be fair for the others to have a preview of it and then decide later to come in.”

There was nodding around the room.

Laura spoke next. “I like both those reasons.”

“I do too,” said Ridley as the others all assented.

I felt a strong sense of respect pervading the small room. At the same time I realized that this would be a terrific spot to be intimate. I also knew there were at least two cameras recording in the space……





I think Laura shared my thought, because she looked around the room pensively, just as I did.

“It’s a nice room, isn’t it,” I commented.

She nodded. “I hadn’t really noticed until now,” she agreed.

There was a blackboard on the two larger opposite walls, and a mirror on the smaller wall opposite the door. There was another mirror next to the door. I figured that there were cameras hidden in them or maybe in the overhead light fixture.

I stood up then and pushed my chair underneath the table. There wasn’t much distance to the wall, but it was enough.

“Okay…., let’s try something here,” I said. As I spoke I turned to the thermostat in the room and cranked it up.

They immediately started to stand up. I think they had an idea what might be coming and there was no hesitation. I was between Missy and Jasmine on one side, and opposite me was Laura, Cindy, Ridley and Candy, in that order.

“Let’s kiss first. Like we did in class,” I directed, stepping around Missy, so she could begin with Jasmine.

This seemed to work fine as Laura faced Cindy, and Ridley looked at Candy. I was the odd girl out, but that was fine for now.

After they’d started, I said, “Okay, this time I want you undress the person you’re kissing, at least as far as you can… But let’s finish by being totally nude.”



They started to do that and as they did I removed my own clothing. We were all shortly naked, and I was hopeful that the cameras were getting it all.

As they changed partners I stepped into the group, making a point of noticing Laura, who was embracing Ridley now. Both bodies were impressive, but Laura was still the magnificent one. Her breasts rose like twin mountain peaks with no support whatsoever, and her legs were muscular and well defined. Her ass jumped out in a strong C that no red-blooded man could ever resist.

When it came my turn to kiss her, I pressed my breasts just below hers and cupped her butt firmly with all ten fingers.

I squeezed to test them and she flexed for me.

She was the first to speak openly in the group. “I’m… not sure what you have in mind next, but if it’s as cool as this I’ll be the first to volunteer.”

I leaned back then and looked into her serious expression.

She reinforced with a nod.

“All right……” My mind was working fast. “Your timing is impeccable.”

The other girls picked up on this instantly, and everyone turned to see what was coming.

I looked at the table. Eight feet in length and 30 inches wide. It was smooth and solid oak. I picked up the only three books that were on top of it and placed them on a chair.

“Since you’ve offered, let’s start with a demonstration,” I began. “How about you lie down on the table for us? On your back.”

Laura nodded and without a pause she got onto the table and laid herself back, her totally nude body resting on her buttocks, her shoulder blades and her calves and heels as she displayed her entirety for us.

“Okay girls, gather around close. This is a superb example of female anatomy. How tall are you, Laura?”

“Six feet and a half inch.”

“Weight?”

“151.”

I looked around at the group then. All eyes were keen and everyone was paying very close attention.

“We all have the same body parts girls, but what sets Laura apart, as well as her open-minded sense of adventure, is her perfect proportion.” I corrected myself. “Actually, it’s more than that. It’s her size as well. She shows us everything, and like many fine athletes, she is just a little bit larger than the rest of us.”

As I spoke, I moved around her, going to her left side.

“So, since we’ve got her here, let’s make the most of it, and we’ll take a closer look. In fact, a VERY close look.”

I saw them nodding.

“We all know that she is beautiful, as we see her face every day. So, let’s look at some things that we don’t always get to see. We’ll start with her breasts.”

As I said this my eyes focused and I reached out with both hands.

“It’s the first physical feature a man notices, and this defines us faster than anything.”

My eyes moved around to the other pairs in the room. “We ALL did well in this department. Take care of them girls. They are one of your most important assets. Give them all the respect they deserve. Now let’s examine more closely….”

I touched her left breast first, encircling it gently with my left hand.

“She’s got a wonderfully firm set, and nicely proportioned nipples to top them off…” With that I gently touched Laura’s areola with my right index finger, watching it react. I nodded.

“Knowing what we know about men’s innate desires, this is also a very erogenous zone for us. You’ll note how her nipple hardens slightly as I touch her here, and she’s probably noticing an increase in her own blood flow.”

Laura’s eyes were closed now, but she nodded.

I touched the tip of her teat and it hardened even more.

“We can give her pleasure by touching her here, and under the right circumstances she can have an orgasm with only this coming into play.”

Laura took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling, her eyes staying closed. She was right in there with me on this, I could tell.

I looked up. “I want each of you to touch her here. So gather in close.”

Cindy was the closest, so she moved up opposite me, nearest to Laura’s right breast.

“Go ahead, Cindy…”

Her hand reached out, slightly tentative, and her fingers gently touched the breast. Her hands encircled, thumbs moving slightly, feeling our model, but still in a reserved manner. But she did not stop…

“Cindy is exploring now,” I professed, “Keep going Cindy… and Laura is on the receiving end. Laura, can you tell us how this feels to you?”

With her eyes closed and still facing up, she spoke softly: “I like the feel of her fingers on my skin. I can feel that she is a little tentative, but it turns me on that she wants to feel me.”

“Thank you, that’s perfect,” I returned. “So, Cindy, what is your response to that?”

“I’m encouraged, and less shy about what I’m doing…”

“Perfect… Keep going…”

Every single girl was watching Cindy, who was now using both hands on Laura’s chest.

As she did this, I continued, “Now what is even more of a turn-on…, is to use lips at this point.”

There was a gentle murmur from the girls at this, but Laura said nothing.

I bent down then, and as Cindy pulled her hands away I gently encircled her nipple with my mouth. I let my tongue come out and I kept my head elevated so the girls could see the tip of it dance along the outer area of the circle.

Laura’s chest heaved and she took an audible breath.

I lifted. “You can see that this is arousing her.” I looked up. “Try that, Cindy.”

The dark skinned girl nodded then moved right in and bent forward, putting her lips down onto Laura’s teat. I watched closely. Her hair spilled forward and she pulled it back with one hand.

Laura held still, but I could see by her face that this was not easy.





Jasmine was beside me. I moved off to let her take my place. “You try it, Jasmine. You take her left one.”

She moved right in, leaning forward until her head nearly touched Cindy’s, while her lips locked around Laura’s left tit.

I have to say the sight was stunning as the two dark haired teenagers sucked Laura’s breasts, Jasmine with the shimmering smooth hair reflecting the light, while Cindy’s massive black curls added a unique contrast.

Laura peeked once, then let her hands come up and her fingers slid in until she touched both heads while the girls worked. Then her eyes closed and her head rolled back. “Ohhh, Jesus……,” she gasped.

I couldn’t help but smile.

I let them continue for almost a full minute.

Then I spoke softly. “Okay……”

They knew what I meant, and Cindy moved back, giving her place to Candy, who quickly removed her glasses and stepped in. Missy moved closer to replace Jasmine, on the left side.

Little Candy didn’t hesitate at all, but Missy was uncertain, and she moved in much more slowly. I let things develop naturally, and as Missy watched Candy on Laura’s left, the peer pressure was strong, and her mouth was soon working Laura’s right one, there beside her friend. Once more the two heads of different hair color were a lovely sight as they spilled against Laura’s front. Red and gold looked awesome together.

It was then that Ridley made a move and she suddenly had her cameraphone in her hand. She held it up and pointed to it as she looked my way. “May I?”

I quickly turned to the table. “Laura,” I said softly, “Ridley wants to film. All right with you?”

Laura was engrossed in her passion at this point and didn’t open her eyes. But she nodded firmly and gasped a yes as her body shivered.

Ridley aimed her phone.



Laura’s breathing continued to deepen as we switched again, with Ridley handing her camera to Cindy, then joining me at Laura’s chest. The two of us sucked in tandem, and our girl’s passion grew nicely as the others watched and filmed. She stayed in control, but was openly showing her pleasure as we all did this to her, there in the conference room.

Finally, I lifted off, moving slowly, then facing my students.

“Okay…,” I said rather breathlessly. “There we have the breasts. Now let’s move along.”

Laura remained still, panting as she recovered, while the rest of us did the same.

I was pleased to see that Ridley was filming again.

I took a deep breath myself.

“Next,” I said with a pause, “Let’s take a closer look at her ass……”



I heard some intakes of breath, showing some surprise from a few girls, but I wanted to address Laura’s backside before we moved into her womanhood.

“Laura, would you turn over for us?” I asked politely.

Without saying a word, our teenage bombshell acquiesced.

She rose slowly and carefully, while Ridley backed up just a little to catch her entire body in the frame. She moved gracefully, not just to keep her balance on the table, but to pose like a centerfold for the camera.

She lifted, turned, then moved to hands and knees. From there she lowered easily, stretching out in pure grandeur, leaving her hands at her sides, her head turned to the right, and her knees about four inches apart. She was flat on the tabletop.

“Well… there you go, girls. You have to admit, Laura represents us well when it comes to the backside.”

There were nods across the room.

I moved up to her left side while Ridley filmed from her right.

Standing right at her hip, I put my left hand on her shoulder blade and my right on the back of her left thigh.

“You will note that the skin of the female is softer than a man’s which is befitting, of course. And yet, Laura shows us a very athletic example of the female side of our race.”

With that said I slid my hands along her skin, moving them together until my hands rested on her buttocks. Here I let my fingers dance gently on the rising mounds.

“You can see that she’s very firm down here, and the rise of her ass is well-pronounced. The glute-crease is not as evident in this position, but if she were standing we would easily see the definition on the lower end of her butt. A very desirable feature. Especially to a man. A unique feature of the human derriere is the softness of the skin, while underneath there is a very generous muscle. Laura, would you mind flexing for us?”

We could all see her butt muscles stiffen, with a tiny dimple appearing on both sides of her.

“Umm, very nice definition.”

I let my fingers slide up to the crack of her ass.

Ridley moved in closer with the camera.

I gently began to spread the valley. She squeezed automatically, then relented. I pried her apart.

“With her buns so pronounced,” I said, “the anal valley is very deep. Well protected in a way, but also…… harder to access……”

The girls all seemed poised at that point, waiting to see what I would do next.

It was a very deep crevass between Laura’s cheeks, but the treasure at the bottom of that canyon would be worth seeing.

I carefully began to pry the mounds farther apart, feeling them try to tighten as I pulled more assertively.

“In the farthest depth of this valley is the smallest and most taboo opening that we have. It is the least visited and there are many of us who never experience the act of sodomy, as it is called.”

I paused at that point, my head coming up. “Actually, let’s have a show of hands. How many here have had an anal event?”

I was not surprised to see no hands go up, and Laura didn’t move either.

I made a half smile. “Well girls, you have a new experience to look forward to. If you want it.”

It was Jasmine who softly asked, “Have you…… done it?”

I turned to face them with a knowing smile. “Yes,” I went with a nod. “That is in my repertoire.”

There was a subtle collective sigh at my admission and I knew I had gained another notch on the respect scale.

That said, I turned my eyes back toward Laura’s ass. Still going gently, I pulled the two mounds apart again, peering down to see the tiny opening of her Hershey highway.

“Umm, yes. Just as I thought it would be…… A perfect example. Laura has a very symmetrical and perfectly shaped bunghole, neatly drawn into the shape of a flower bud. Depending on skin tone, they range from a very light pink to a dark chocolate brown, with the skin here showing a remarkable elasticity, unlike any other place on the body.” I raised my head. “When you think about it, this makes perfect sense, since this opens and closes nearly every day, and makes a very tight seal the rest of the time. Because of this and the strength of the sphincter muscle, this opening is exceptionally tight, and sustains a very firm grip around any of its visitors. For this reason it is a very popular target for those with a certain taste.”

All eyes were still bright, and the girls were riveted, as I looked around at each of them.

“Ridley, get a good close-up here, then let’s let everyone have a good look.”

She moved the phone right over Laura’s booty then, aiming it downward, filming and then taking a few stills.

As she backed away Jasmine moved in close, and then one by one came Cindy, Candy and then Missy. I held the cheeks apart the entire time.



I let the two halves close back together then, as the girls took their places again, surrounding our model. Laura remained passive, still not moving at all.

The symmetry of the crack of her ass was so inviting it was impossible for me to NOT continue.

I cleared my throat. “I would like to now take this one step further, if Laura is okay with it. How you doing down there, hon?”

“I’m okay,” she said softly.

“Good.”

Then, to the surprise of them all, I backed up a step and pulled open one of the drawers from the big oak table. Among the numerous contents that were in there, I easily found what I wanted.

The girls were aghast when they saw a small jar of lube and a box of sterile wipes.

After setting them on the tabletop I opened the container of lube, then applied a generous dab to my right index finger. Then I went back to Laura’s buns and pried them apart once again, using only my left hand.

Bringing my right hand into play, I held the valley open and applied the lube along the bottom of the crease.

Laura took a breath.

I took another dab then, this time on my middle finger, and I held it up for them all to see.

“Sometimes shorter nails can be a blessing,” I observed. I always kept my fingernails manicured, but rarely did I let them grow beyond my finger tip.

All the young heads leaned forward as I brought my hand down.

My middle finger slid between the crack, finding the taut little opening.

Seating my fingertip on the hole, along with the lube, I began to push gently.

Laura’s ass flexed.

“You will note the instinctive reaction as I penetrate her……”

We could all see Laura try to relax then. But, as I pushed further, her butt tightened again.

“She can’t help it… The glutes are a VERY strong muscle. But…” I pushed deeper. “The lube helps.”

Ridley exhaled softly. “Oh, wow……”

Heads nodded. They could see it.

“Very tight,” I mused. Laura flexed and squeezed. “Very, VERY tight…” I couldn’t help a little smile here. Jesus, she was strong. My fingers almost HURT. It would be a very happy penis to be embedded in this amazing poop-chute…… I stopped for a second and felt her start to relax. Then I pushed in again and felt the automatic squeeze. Beautiful……

Folding my other fingers back the best I could, I probed a little deeper, rotating to explore. I explained as I went…

“Just past the opening is the anal sleeve. So the entrance is not just a ring, it has some depth, and can squeeze its visitor for another inch or two along its length.”

I pushed even deeper.

“Beyond that……”

Laura’s chest heaved.

“Beyond that there is a void, which is quite deep and wide. So most of the resistance is in the first two inches or so. This part will adjust in only a few minutes, making it more comfortable…. Hmm, make that.. LESS UNCOMFORTABLE for the woman.”

Laura took another deep breath.

“Most of the pleasure a woman gets from doing this is the satisfaction of it. The joy of giving your partner what he or she wants. That and the pride of submission that goes with it.”

I could see that the girls were mesmerized, and Ridley was recording everything I was saying. I chuckled inwardly, knowing that the entire group of us was on film now, and that this would all be very well documented.

“So,” I said, bending forward to concentrate, “Laura’s anal ring is about two inches deep, and her grip is deliciously tight. Not at all surprising for an athlete.”

Gentle murmurs from them all.

“And so, for almost any guy,” I added, “This is about as good as it gets.”

I slid my finger out then and picked up the box of wipes, pulling one out to clean up. I turned to Cindy, who was now on my right.

“Okay, hon, let’s all take a turn, unless you’re not into it.”

One quick glance told me they were all in.

I looked downward. “You still okay with this, Laura?” I asked respectfully.

“Yes, it’s okay…”

“Thank you…”

Turning to Cindy I pushed the lube her way, “Put some on your middle finger, and I’ll help you keep her cheeks apart.”

Cindy was ripe with intensity as she moved in while I moved sideways, still keeping my hand on Laura’s tush. I pried one side while Cindy pulled the other, our lovely subject remaining as steady as a rock as her buns were opened again like two ripe peach halves.

Cindy slid in slowly, then said, “Oh, wow! It’s just like you said.”

Laura fidgeted just a little as Cindy pushed her finger in deep. Her hand was small and her finger narrow, but this helped her to get in deeper. She rotated a little, biting her lower lip as she watched herself explore.

Laura was being exquisite. She was nearly panting now, but never complained as we used her body for this intimate demonstration. She would get an A for this……

Cindy nodded then, saying nothing, but mouthing the word wow several more times.

My left palm was nearly flat against Laura’s buttock, as I used my fingers on her right side.

Ridley was still filming.

Candy went next and then Jasmine, both reacting positively, both gentle in their approach.

Missy was even more gentle, almost tentative. But she still took part. Even with her obvious innocence, our young virgin wanted to follow suit, staying with her peers, determined to join in this new discovery.



I was gratified to see her fingers kneading Laura’s bun as she lingered in her friend’s poop-chute. And her smile showed broad satisfaction as she finally pulled her finger out.

As Missy pulled a sterile-wipe, Ridley handed the camera to Cindy this time, making ready to be the last to go.

Our California girl was positively bubbly as she stuck her finger into Laura’s ass. There was something competitive between the two of them, perhaps because they were similar in stature. Ridley was a scaled down version of Laura really, her body perfect in every way, but Laura commanded more attention just because of her size. The two were growing closer, but I knew this would take time.

But Ridley’s eyes were bright and keen as her middle finger slid into Laura’s anus.

Her face turned thoughtful as she turned her hand sideways. “That IS really tight, isn’t it?” she said.

Watching her do this gave me a bright idea for an assignment for the girls:

The weekend was approaching and I thought this would be a good time to announce it.

“So, here’s an assignment for you, girls. An extra-credit assignment. Since none of you has had anal experience until now…, I would like you to think up your own fantasy with this theme. Whether you’re doing it, watching it, or helping someone else, it should be anything about “back-dooring” that turns you on. One to three pages should do it. Got that?”

There were nods around the room.



I brought my hand away then, leaving Laura’s ass all to Ridley. She leaned in closer then, looking down as though she had no intention of stopping. I wondered how Laura felt about this. She certainly wasn’t complaining. She had not complained one time as the six of us took turns putting our finger up her butt. Good for her!

Finally, I picked up the box of wipes and held it out for Ridley.

“I think our California girl might finger-fuck Laura’s ass all afternoon if we’d let her…… But it’s time to move on… to other body parts.”

My comment was a jaw-dropper for the others, but Ridley took it in stride. She smiled sheepishly as she took a wipe and started cleaning herself.

As she did, I put a hand back on Laura’s ass, this time patting it affectionately. “Laura…… Thank you VERY much for that effort. It was EXACTLY what I was looking for.”

There were other murmurs of agreement in the room, and I heard a few thank-yous.

“If you wouldn’t mind turning back over now, there’s just one more thing we need to do to finish this up.”

As Laura nodded and began to rise, I said to the class, “Let’s each of us visit the washroom and clean our hands really well while Laura turns back over.”

I led the way myself and shortly each of us returned to the conference room with clean hands and a positive attitude.







Our model was back in her original position, on her back.

The girls gathered close around her again, all of them so lovely in their nudity, and my eyes scanned up and down as I thought of what delicious footage this would be for the board of directors and any potential sponsors. These girls had been carefully chosen, and none among them would disappoint when viewed in their natural state. I could fuck every one of them.

But Laura was spread for us on the table, so I moved up to her right side and touched her right thigh gently.



“Laura. Would you mind spreading your legs for us now?”

She said nothing. But there was no hesitation as she moved her knees apart until her heels hung just over the edge of the table.

It was wide enough that we had a birds-eye view of “her”.



All five young heads leaned forward to get a better look, while I gestured with both hands to the “V” between Laura’s legs…

All five pairs of eyes plus mine focused in on the core of Laura’s womanhood.

Her bush was a gentle light brown and classically V-shaped. Presented in this manner it was oh-so-welcoming……

I extended my left hand toward it.

“There you have it, ladies. The most important piece of anatomy on earth. It has more influence than kings and world leaders. Armies of men bow down to it.”

The girls were all smiles now and I could see Laura smiling now also, even though her eyes were still closed.

I rested my fingers gently in Laura’s bush.

“It’s a work of art, really,” I continued. “A miracle of nature. We ourselves rarely get a close look, because we can’t see ourselves. So, let’s take this opportunity, and get a good close-up.”

I nodded to Ridley, who still had her phone in hand.

She zoomed in as she moved closer.

“Take a close look at the labia. Or lips as we mostly call them. Soft and feminine, they reach out and beckon, luring the unsuspecting penis into their folds…. Between them lies a warm, wet home, that takes its visitor to the ultimate heights of pleasure. That soft, sweet little chamber is our number one asset, and we must use it wisely and carefully. Not too much perhaps, but certainly not too little. That would be a shame. This gift of nature was given to share. To bring us all together. And it’s all really done for one purpose. The goal of bringing in the male sperm. The seed, if you will. And it is remarkably satisfying when we get to make that happen. And, fortunately for us, we can use it in other ways as well. Often for our own gratification.”

With my left hand touching gently above, I reached in with my right, letting my fingers gently stroke the pink petals, watching them react.

“We are VERY sensitive here,” I said, “Especially right here at the entrance. It’s incredibly satisfying to have a big one that goes in deep and hard, but we can still appreciate the feel of a smaller one if that’s what we’ve got.”

Laura blinked, looking toward the ceiling, but she said nothing.



Moving my left hand down a little, I spread her open at the top, searching.

I soon found what I was looking for, and the little pink nodule stood up proudly as I folded Laura back to show it.

“I’m sure you all know about the clitoris, or clit as we call it. The G-spot, the magic button……. Laura’s is classically placed. This is a particularly handy little body part, especially if you wish to pleasure yourself.”

This gave me a thought. I realized I had missed this little tidbit on my questionnaire. I paused from my tending of Laura, and looked up.

“How many of you have explored the art of masturbation? Let’s have a show of hands, if you’re willing.”

Four hands went up slightly, and Missy’s face turned a light pink.

I smiled. “Don’t be embarrassed, hon. We all have to start somewhere.”

She replied with a shy smile.

I added, “Remember, you were adventurous enough to sign up for this class, when three others did not.”

Her face brightened and she nodded with appreciation. Cindy put an arm around her shoulder and squeezed. Missy looked grateful. It was a glorious closeness we were developing.



I drifted into a thought of all the wonderful things we might do to this young virgin. Her demeanor was soft and gentle, but she still showed a sense of determination. I had a feeling that with the proper guidance she could be persuaded to help us find new heights of lusty interaction.

And as I looked out at the sea of five female faces I could see the awe and respect in their eyes, making me feel proud and eager to lead them into the world of physical expression, in which they would all eventually become talented leaders.



I looked around quickly. “Candy,” I said, “That thermostat behind you. Would you turn it up to 82 degrees?”

“Sure.”

As the heat kicked up further I turned back to Laura’s exposed privates. I was focusing now, and with my thumb and forefinger I opened her up, showing as much of the pink doorway as I possibly could.

“I’m going to… penetrate you now, Laura,” I told her. “In fact, we all are. Are you ready for that?”

With her eyes closed, her lips tightened and she nodded. “Yes…” she breathed agreeably.

“Here we go then.”

As the girls leaned in, I began with my middle finger, sliding it in slowly, going in right up to my knuckle. There was plenty of lube, and I slipped the finger back then inserted my index finger along with it. I probed as deep as I could go while Laura’s breathing shortened.

“She’s very wet,” I declared to the group, “As we all would probably be. A natural female reaction that gets us nice and ready for a potential visit.”

I slid my fingers out then and showed the class the glistening of Laura’s sweet wetness. “When you’re really turned on it gets almost like boiling oil down there. Things slide in and out very easily. The flavor is quite unique,” I continued, “And if you have a strong sense of adventure it can be quite pleasant.”

At that I boldly slid my two fingers into my mouth, taking them all the way in, enjoying the taste of Laura for the first time.

The girls gasped at this, and Laura peeked when she heard them. I saw her nod as she closed her eyes again.

I nodded to the faces that were turned my way.

“This is all part of the world of erotica we are studying…”

As I said this I turned toward Ridley, who was aiming her phone my way.

I turned to Jasmine, who was closest to me now. “Jasmine? Ready for a turn?”

I got a very definite nod. “For sure.”

She easily traded places with me, then slid her finger into Laura’s waiting body.

Our subject gasped at the feeling of this new visitor, and Jasmine’s face filled with awe. “Oh, wow!” she hummed.

We all watched her push two fingers deep into our sleeping beauty.

The room was quiet except for clamors of gentle delight as the girls took turns finger-fucking Laura. Our pretty amazon stayed stock still, letting us, but her breathing continued to deepen. I could see her becoming lost in a world of wanton as her friends all probed her insides.

Ridley kept her camera steady and I glanced at the mirror, thinking to myself it would be very hot to film this overall picture here. Teacher… And students…… All female, and all fully naked. All participating as they filmed this fornication, openly naughty as a group, exploring as I guided them along.

As Missy’s turn approached, I could see her pushing herself to overcome her shyness. I was proud of her as she took her place and reached her hand down between Laura’s thighs.

I saw her eyes widen as her fingers slid into the slippery chute, and her chest expanded with a gasp, lifting her breasts as she pushed in every bit as deep as the rest of us.

As she pulled out slowly, she whispered, “That was amazing…”

Ridley went last, and she handed off her phone as she moved in eagerly.

Her lips and eyes formed a smile as she entered her comrade, enjoying this gentle degradation of the leader of the pack.

Her own actions went just a step further than the rest, and as she probed, she also worked her left fingers on the lower part of Laura’s pubis. So, she was using BOTH hands…

I was impressed.

Missy held the camera steady.

Laura was near to panting now……

Ridley looked toward me, and I nodded, then bent forward.



As I moved my face up to Laura’s head, Missy lifted the phone to record us as I spoke.

“We’re going to go for it now hon,” I said softly. “I want to bring you off. Are you okay so far?”

She gasped and blinked wildly, looking straight upward, “Ohh, I’ve never been this turned on in my whole life!”

“Perfect.”

If anyone in the group would be capable of a female ejaculation, Laura would be the girl. I thought this as I squeezed up behind Ridley, talking to her. “Keep your left hand going,” I directed as she let my right hand replace hers.

She nodded as we both went to work from Laura’s right side.




Sliding deep into Laura again, I glanced around to assess.

This film would be a blockbuster and I wanted it to be the best of the best.

I looked at Cindy who was across from me. “Cindy, would you take her left leg?”

“Sure,” she nodded in agreement.

She moved in and picked up Laura’s calf, holding it firm and high.

“Missy,” I said to our virgin, “Can you hold her right leg and film at the same time?”

“I think so,” she said. Still holding the phone, she took Laura’s right leg and rested her heel on her left shoulder.

“Jasmine,” I said next, “Can you take her left hand in yours? And Ridley, can you hold her other hand?”

Both girls were quick to respond and Laura was soon squeezing the hands of two of her classmates.

“Candy,” I said to our littlest one, “How about you hold her head. Use both hands.”

“I can do that,” she said, smiling and nodding with agreement.

She placed herself at the head of the table, gently surrounding Laura’s face with her gentle little hands. We ALL had her now.

Ridley continued to massage her upright bush and I adjusted my fingers so my thumb could stimulate her hot spot as I went.

With both her legs spread and uplifted, her position was close to being in stirrups. She was as near to helpless as we could render her, and the prospect of making her cum was making ME very wet down below.

She blinked occasionally, waiting for us to start, at one point gripping her lower lip between her teeth.



“Here we go,” I began.

With that I started a steady pumping motion with my right hand, watching her closely and cognizant of the cameras that were catching this.

Every one of the girls was fully into this and I could read the passion on each of their faces as the six of us went to work on Laura.

Candy’s hands were gentle on the sides of her head, but her face was very close and she planted gentle kisses of encouragement into Laura’s hair. I was incredibly touched by this…

Ridley was on my left and slightly in front of me, facing forward, but I could see her in the mirrors. Her fingers moved steadily on Laura’s bump and her face was serious as her hand worked. Her left hand held Laura’s right.

As my right hand pushed continuously I put my left on Laura’s upper thigh.

Just behind my left, Missy aimed the phone mostly at Laura’s face, panning sometimes to get other parts of the room. I couldn’t see that much of her but she kept Laura’s leg aloft, caressing it with her left hand as she filmed with her right.

Jasmine held Laura’s left hand and at first she used both her hands together. Then she slowly moved her right hand out and cupped Laura’s left breast. The nipple was an erect point against her caressing thumb…… She kept on working it……

Cindy held Laura’s left leg in both hands, supporting, caressing, and sometimes kissing along the generously sculpted muscles.

And Laura was perfect!!!

Her mouth was open and her head rolled back as she sucked in deeply, pulling breath far into her lungs, expanding that magnificent chest and panting as her body reacted to being touched by all of us. She was giving herself to us, all the way. To ALL SIX of us……



Her marvelous breasts heaved with this effort, showing us one uncovered, with the other held by Jasmine’s kneading hand.

The whole body was tensing like a bowstring, muscles rippling everywhere, from her neck to her feet.

Her breathing was irregular, gasping at times, her eyes blinking and looking straight upward.

I pushed my fingers a little harder, adding a third as I went as deep as I could go. My thumb slid upward, teasing her button, and my little finger slid downward, finding the crack of her ass as her buns pressed tightly together.

The feel of this grew slicker by the stroke as her natural wetness seeped out of her hole, lubing my entire hand as we united.

“She’s getting very wet now,” I observed for the class. “Very, very wet indeed,” I added, still keeping my voice clinical. “I’m going to go a little harder…”

This gave us an even deeper heave, and, a moan from her throat in response to my words. Our subject girl was definitely not afraid to let herself go for us, and as I pushed forward with still more determination she began to push back, pumping against me in a subtle tuck that soon became obvious to the watching eye.

“Ohhh,…., Jesus!” she exhaled, displaying her struggle with control…

The slipperiness that oozed along her ass was definitely easing my way, and I made a point of imbedding my little finger into the valley on each forward thrust, relishing the squeeze of those buns of steel each time.



Laura was retreating into her own world of lust and passion, and her sounds became more audible as her body began a desperate dance there on the table.

Oblivious to the hardness of the table beneath her, she began to pull and push with both legs and both arms.

I kept my thrusting steady now, steady as a rock……

All the girls held on, concentrating.

“Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!” she went.

The camera was right on her.

The room was very warm now.

Everyone silent, but Laura… All concentrating…

Steady, steady, steady. Firm and determined was my hand.

“Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!”

Laura’s response to my pumping was even harder now. Her butt was actually lifting off the table as she matched my rhythm. She flexed her legs for leverage.

“Doin’ perfect, baby…,” I purred softly. “Juuuuuuust perfect….”

Her look was nearly desperate, her face more serious than I had ever seen.

“Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!”



An inspiration hit me! With my left hand I reached over Laura’s thigh and slid open the drawer on that side of the table. Looking in I saw three dildos and I grabbed the biggest one.

My movement caught all the girls’ attention, and the murmurs were vivid.

“Stay with me, Laura!” I commanded, bringing the flesh-colored plastic up to my mouth and thrusting the head between my wide-opened lips, wetting it.

“Oh my God!” I heard Missy whisper, moving forward.

There were other gasps.

Laura’s head came up. She glanced. Her eyes closed. Her head went back down.

The girls were steady.

I pulled my hand out and took the dildo.

Ridley’s hand moved up and away slightly, giving me room.

The room was electric with anticipation…

“Get ready hon!” I warned, placing the plastic cockhead against her entrance. “We’re gonna REALLY penetrate you now!”

“Oh, YES! PLEASE!!!” she cried.

“Perfect,” I said softly.

Her body tensed.

I leaned forward.

Laura held her breath.

I adjusted the cockhead, fitting it to her.

No one moved.

I pushed!!

“OHH!!!”

I used both hands!

I pushed hard!!!

As the giant head disappeared, Laura’s scream was simultaneous. It filled the room, drowning us all out.

“OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”

Her voice broke.

I wasted no time. I quickly pumped it inside her, going as deep as I could, watching her pussy swallow it up like a hungry animal.

“UNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!” she went, taking it in as her body came up off the table.

I put my left hand on her bush, where Ridley’s had been.

I quickly started pumping.

“OHHH!!... OHHH!!... OHHH!!...”

“You’re PERFECT, baby!” I replied. “PERFECT!!”

The strokes were longer and deeper now, so I made them faster.

“God!! JESUS!! GOD!!!!!” she wailed.

I pumped harder.

“OHH! OHH! OHH!!!!!!”

“Stay with us now!!!” I coaxed.

Her legs were trying to kick, and her hands squeezed while her arms flailed with the girls trying to control her.

Missy’s knees bent as she concentrated, trying to keep Laura’s leg stable and the camera stationary. We ALL worked together.

My right hand was relentless. My rhythm constant. I bent forward and nodded to Ridley, making room for her hand next to mine as we both worked the upper edge of Laura’s core.

I could feel the stillness and tension in the air and the entire room was charged with positive energy as we all came into the final stretch.

“OHHH! GOD!!! UNNNNNNNHHH!!!” she grunted.

“We got you, baby!!!” I responded. “WE GOT YOU NOW!!!”

None of us doubted that Laura was going to cum. It would be spectacular.

Her face suddenly opened up and she looked around wild-eyed.

“OH, you’re gonna make me CUM!!!” she yelled.

“That’s good, baby, that’s good!” I directed. “Cum nice and strong for us!!!”

The girls were starstruck at my words.

Laura shuddered, then bucked, then the force of it took her and I had never seen the like of it.

The violence of her first convulsion was enough to shake the whole table.

“UNNNNNNN!!!!” she went in a loud guttural gasp.

Her buttocks lifted so far up from the table I could see the shape of them, and they slammed back down with a smack that rocked the surface again.

The girls closed in and tried to hold her.

Then her head came up, with the muscles of her flat tummy flexing so hard we could see the rippling movement.

Her wild eyes closed in a squint then, and she went into a shriek that was long and constant.

“NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!”

“YES, BABY, YES!!!” I shouted.

As her torso came up, her legs moved again, this time scissoring together, nearly slipping out of Cindy’s control, and pulling Missy inward, since the leg was on her outer shoulder. Missy lost her balance and her hand with the camera came down clear over on Laura’s left thigh. Jasmine assessed things quickly, and changing hands she reached out and plucked the unbalanced device from Missy’s hand and brought it up to focus again. In the mirror I could see Missy fighting to rebalance herself.

All this happened in a nano-second.

But even more momentous than this, was what began to happen down below. My hand was just retreating when her legs opened again and a burst of fluid erupted from her opening taking us all by surprise. It jetted out of her and cascaded upward like a giant geyser.

First it ricocheted off my hand, spurting sideways, splashing over both her upper thighs and into the air beyond. Some of it found Cindy, who was firmly in control of Laura’s left leg. There were squeals of surprise from all the girls at this point, including me.

Then as I pulled my hand clear, she spurted again, this time with such an outpour that it spread out in a burst like a ruptured firehose, arching up mostly sideways and with so much power that a heavy stream of ejaculate caught Missy square between the eyes, drenching her from hair to chin. She had just regained her balance and was right in the path of it.

There were oh’s and ah’s from all of us, while Missy squealed uncontrollably.

“YES!” I shrieked again, jamming the rod in as deep as it would go.

A look of shock and amazement crossed little Missy’s face as the splashes soaked her, then began to fall from her features.

But even better than that, Jasmine reacted quickly and turned the camera toward her, getting a perfect shot of her reaction. I fought back a smile as I witnessed this extra little bonus for us.

Laura sank back then, putting her head back into Candy’s hands as she continued to wail.

“Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!”

And as she did the squirting continued, shooting out and up in a glorious shower of female fountain.

“Beautiful, baby!” I encouraged firmly. “That’s BEAUTIFUL!”

Jasmine kept the camera well focused at this point and we were all panting heavily as we held on tightly and simultaneously observed the lovely Laura in her ecstasy of climax. This was definitely one for the history books and I was certain the girls had never imagined a cum like this one. Fluid was going everywhere, splashing onto the table between her legs and running toward the floor from there.

“Yes, baby! Yes, yes, yes!!!” I kept up.

And her body still bounced in the throes of it as we all rode it out with her, all of us touching her in support and somehow hoping it would last forever……

I was ever so thankful that this was being recorded and would never be lost……

We watched the stream of girl-cum slowly diminish, and Laura came down from her mountain reluctantly, continuing to hold Jasmine’s and Ridley’s hands as the contractions began to slow.

But she was still in her own world, oblivious to the rest of us, not hiding her passion, but not overdoing it either. She tremored with aftershocks and her eyes opened and closed as she continued to let Candy cradle her head.

Jasmine, using only her right hand, had the camera back on her, and for almost ninety seconds we all were still and quiet. Other than sounds coming from Laura, there was only breathing coming from the rest of us. No one looked away. We were all riveted, right to the end. Laura had clinched an A in this class for sure, and had surpassed all of my hopes for the entire group.

She was showered with kisses as she lay there, finally becoming still, except for her chest, which continued to rise and fall.

“Ohh……, my……., God……………” she finally gasped.



Everyone was happy as we cleaned up and got dressed, and I was gratified by seeing Laura and Ridley talking together. It looked as though they might have morphed from competitors to friends, and I was happy to see that.

I was further pleased to see more pairing up, as Missy talked with Candy, and then Jasmine and Cindy came toward me at the same time.

Cindy led off, her voice a lovely compliment to her Asian skin and hair. “We just had to tell you, Miss Parker, that your class is just the best we’ve ever had…”

“Yes,” added Jasmine, “We’ve never been this excited about a school class, and this one is totally awesome…”

“Why thank you… Thank you both. I’m just glad the school is embracing it, and I have such lovely students to teach…”

They smiled and thanked me again, and I was glowing with pride and satisfaction as the six of them left in pairs…