School Daze Ch. 04

“This is the forth chapter in the School Daze series. The first installment, School Daze, contains both chapters one and two. When I first started writing these stories didn”t quite know where I would be going with them and didn”t plan well. I have appreciated the feedback and encouragement that you have been sending me especially from the ladies. Please keep the feedback coming. Some responders have replied with some suggestions for additional chapters. If anyone else has some ideas for stories please pass them along.”

I awoke a few hours later after falling asleep on the girls” couch. My neck bent at a ninety-degree angle and my left hip felt as if it had been dislocated. The girls had gone to bed so, I got dresses and dragged my sorry butt back to my place in the middle of the night. I probably should have just sacked out at the girls” place, but I had to get around for class in the morning and perform my morning rituals. After a shower I put on the same clothes I had on last night. After all, I didn”t wear them very long and I hate doing laundry. Two cups of coffee later I felt great and was ready to take on the day.

Tuesdays are long and dull. The most exciting part was when I let my mind wander back to the events of the night before. I didn”t get a chance to connect with Erin and Amanda until the next day.

Erin and I met before class on Wednesday and we got a chance to talk about our little adventure of the other night. Again she looked like nothing short of beautiful. Dressed casually in khaki shorts, white t-shirt, sandals, little or no makeup and the fresh sent of her perfume. By the way her breast jiggled as we walked I suspected that she wasn”t wearing a bra.

“I was surprised when I didn”t find you on the couch in the morning. What time did you leave?”

“It must have been around three. I thought about staying, but I had an early class and to tell the truth, your couch isn”t all that comfortable.”

“Well I guess we will have to work on other sleeping arrangements” Erin coyly remarked.

“What do you have in mind?”, I asked curiously.

“Oh, we will come up with something”

With that we enter the class just as the lecture was starting. I spent the next couple of hours letting my mind wander back and forth between class and the sweet smell of Erin”s perfume and memories of the other night.

We exited the building together after our second hour and prepared to cross campus to Pam”s class and hook up with Amanda. While we were in class, a few clouds started to gather in an otherwise clear warm fall day. Half way across campus it started to rain. Not a down pour, but hard enough to make sure we were good and wet by the time we reach the refuge of the building.

Under the cover of the canopy we shook off the excess drops from our unexpected shower. Erin tossed her head and a spay of water flew across my face.

“Sorry”, she giggled.

I couldn”t take my eyes off of her. She was dripping wet but her beauty still radiated from her wet form. My earlier suspicions were correct, Erin had foregone her bra today. The rain had caused her shirt to cling to her breasts. The soft flesh color could easily be seen through the now semi-transparent material with the outline of her hard nipples straining against the material.

She looked at me frozen in my stare. “Is something wrong?”

“Damn, you”re hot”, was all I could muster.

Erin was nonchalant about her now see through shirt, and didn”t event make the pretense to coverup.

“Thanks, but actually I”m a bit cold. We better get to class.”

We entered the room as class was about to start. We walked right past Pam extending our apologies for being a little late, and took our seat next to Amanda. Amanda”s eye widened as Erin approach noticing her clinging shirt.

As we started to take our seats Amanda exclaimed under her breath. Shit Erin, have you been in a wet T-shirt contest”

“Well I see some of you got caught in the little rain storm.” Pam started. ” I hope you will all be warm enough as she glanced at Erin”s erect nipples and smiled.

“We ended our last lecture with a discussion about personal experiences with masturbation. And I want to thank you al for your honest open participation Today”s topic will focus on particular aspects of the female orgasm, specifically female ejaculation.”

I could feel my cock start to harden. I didn”t know if it was due to the anticipation of our discussion or from watching Erin”s breast rise and fall with each breath.

“Now”, I look up to see Pam standing directly in front of me, ” Bill, if you can manage to peel your eyes away from Erin”s breasts, as lovely as they are, we will get started with today”s lecture.”

The blood was quickly diverted from my cock to my face as I became flushed with embarrassment as the class broke out in laughter. I quickly regained my composure

“Sorry, I”ll do my best, but no guarantees.”

“Believe it or not,” Pam continued, “the female orgasm and female ejaculation were unknown until relatively recently. Back in the 1800″”s, if a woman was feeling in need, her husband would take her to the doctor, so that he could treat what was in those days diagnosed as “”hysterical tension”". Symptoms of this “”condition”" included irritability, a temperature and swollen pudenda. And guess how the doctors treated their female patients with this condition? They prescribed masturbation! But the poor lady was not allowed to do this herself, this was deemed to be unhealthy and would rot the mind!. Usually stimulation of the woman’s genitals to orgasm was performed by either a midwife at the doctor”"s surgery or sometimes by the doctor himself. The husband and wife would then return back to their 19th century domestic bliss, that is, until the wife got horny again!”

You could start to feel the sexual tension building and upon Pam”s remark it let out a collective laugh to relieve a little of the pressure.

Pam continued. ” Some ancient cultures depicted what seems to be female ejaculation in their artworks, but despite some historical evidence documenting female ejaculation in the past, medicine has attributed the expulsion of fluids by females to “”poor bladder control”" or “”urinary stress incontinence”". Others thought that the expulsion of fluid was the result of excess vaginal secretions. Research in the last few decades has shown both these suggestions to be incorrect Serious study into female ejaculation has only occurred recently. In fact, nearly half of all women can experience ejaculation either through self stimulation or sexual activity with a partner.”

At this point Pam walk over to where a television was mounted on the wall and hit the play button on the VCR below it

“A picture is worth a thousand words I”ve heard said.”

As the static cleared the lower half of a female form appeared. The woman on the screen spread her legs and started to massage her clit. After about a minute her pace increased and she inserted a well-oiled dildo into her vagina. Soon the area began to swell and become firm, then she appeared to bear down and a few seconds later a milky clear fluid shot out of her urethra.

Pam turned off the VCR. The class was stunned at what they had just observed, half medical demonstration, half porn-film.

“When female ejaculation occurs, the consensus is that it comes from the urethra and not the vagina. As we learned previously, the g spot surrounds the urethra and is composed of tissue very similar to the male prostate gland. Researchers say it is this para-urethral tissue that produces the ejaculate. Consequently, the description of the g spot as the female prostate is probably not that far off the truth!”

“The ejaculate itself is somewhat similar to male ejaculatory fluid.There is some agreement on the make up of female ejaculate. A liquid very similar to male prostate fluid is certainly in evidence in female ejaculate but there is often a significant quantity of other fluid - either from the bladder or urethra as well. It seems that both the quantities of ejaculate differs between women as does the make-up of the ejaculate. After repeated tests, one thing is certain, it is definitely not urine.”

“I think there are two major problems women face that prevents them from the immensely enjoyable experience of ejaculation. They are the female’s mental attitude, and their partners” inability or unwillingness to spend the time and effort during lovemaking and to learn the necessary techniques.”

“The ejaculation is expelled through the urethra. The fluid is water like, and non- lubricating. Ejaculation does not improve the chances of conceiving, it offers no lubrication, and is dumped outside of the vagina. The only conceivable purpose of female ejaculation is for pleasure. And the pleasure is intense, in many cases far surpassing the best orgasm’s. Sometimes after ejaculation the woman will virtually pass out from the intense feelings and exhaustion.”

“It can be argued that since the only reason that women can and do ejaculate is for pleasure, then there should be no reason for them to not do so, and as often as they please. It is one of the safer sex acts, since in most cases it can be triggered with fingers alone. Ejaculating from intercourse is more difficult, especially when performed from the missionary position, but still possible.”

“For you gals who would like to experience ejaculation, you can try this at home.”

“Place a towel on the bed or some other comfortable place. A surprising amount of fluid can be released during female ejaculation. Compared to a male it can be like a water cannon instead of a water pistol.”

“You may want to have some lubricants handy. At some point additional lubrication may be necessary, even if the woman is having heavy orgasms and climaxes.”

“Set aside enough time. The first successful ejaculation may take from 10 minutes to over an hour.”

“Before beginning the first time let me explain that female ejaculation is a wonderful and perfectly normal experience. There is nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. Just prior to ejaculation, the woman will most likely feel like she is about to urinate. This is a difficult point for many women, as they will immediately draw back. It is normally impossible to urinate during an orgasm, and that the feeling is simply the first sign she is about to ejaculate.”

“Since the movement of the fluid through the urethra will initially feel exactly like when she starts to urinate.. The reflex to stop urinating will immediately abort the ejaculation, so she needs to be told to relax, and allow the fluid to pass. In other words when she feels like she is about to pee, she should go ahead and pee. Only it really won’t be urine, it will be an ejaculation, and within a couple of seconds it will be very obvious to her that this is something quite different. Once she knows the feeling, she will be able to push it out once it starts, with astounding results. if using a partner, it is best for the partner to be sitting between her legs at this time, or she may overshoot the towel.”

“Once she has ejaculated, rejoice with her. Don’t make fun, or a joke. If you do it may be the last time she will be able to ejaculate, at least in your presence. Unlike a man, this is not the end. She can continue, and she may well have multiple orgasms and ejaculations with further stimulation. ”

“Start slow, use typical foreplay then proceed to stimulate the clitoris. This can be done with a moist finger, or tongue. Continue clitoral stimulation until lubrication is achieved. Then insertion of fingers or some other object into the vagina will be needed to stimulate the front wall. The G spot is about 2 inches in, which should be somewhat enlarged. It lies directly along the urethra, and is located almost directly behind the clitoris. Slowly stroking this area should increase enlargement”.

“Ejaculation is almost always triggered by stimulating the G spot. Clitoral stimulation can often assist in reaching n ejaculation, and also can make it more intense. But stimulating the G spot is usually necessary at least initially. Once ejaculating becomes easier, clitoral stimulation alone may be sufficient.”

“Stroking can be done a number of ways. Two fingers can rub the area as a unit, or they can take opposite strides, similar to walking. A third method involved sliding the two finders out a fraction of an inch, and pushing them back in, similar to the in- out motion of intercourse, but with smaller strokes. Initially pace the stimulation somewhat slow. Alternate with clitoral stimulation either with the thumb, other hand, or mouth/tongue. Also try simultaneous stimulation of the clitoris and G spot.”

“Simultaneous stimulation may be too intense for some but necessary for ejaculation for others. When the vagina starts to contract, rapid pumping should aid in achieving orgasm. As the orgasm approaches, simultaneous stimulation of the clitoris at the same time, and pump the G spot gently, but very rapidly. Verbal encouragement can help overcome some of the anxieties associated with ejaculation. And reassurance may be needed after.”

“Laying on the back actually is not the best position. If ejaculation is not achieved after a short time rolling over the stomach, and getting up on your knees may be helpful. Stimulating the G spot is much easier in this position, and response should be much better. This position will require two fingers turned down, to slide them into the vagina to continue stimulating the G spot.The other hand will still need to stimulate the clitoris. If after a couple of orgasms, using rapid pumping on the G spot during orgasm and ejaculation has still not been achieved turn the hand around, putting the thumb into the vagina.”

“The thumb will likely not reach the G spot, but it should come up to meet the thumb during orgasm. Take the two fingers and lay them down on the clit. Allow the entire curve between the thumb and forefinger to lie along her from the vagina to her clitoris, and begin pumping with the thumb, and rubbing the clit at the same time. When she starts an orgasm, start pumping the entire hand rapidly. At this point she will most likely ejaculate. The trick is to massage the area where the urethra comes out, while stimulating the clitoris and G spot. This will help to override the feeling she is about to pee, and allow her to let it pass.”

“Be aware that the female is not only capable of multiple orgasms, but also multiple ejaculations. It is not unusual for her to have from 3 to 5 ejaculations before depleting her supply of fluid. Once she has ejaculated one or more times, you can continue with intercourse. Entering from behind will stimulate the G-spot more easily than missionary style, and often additional ejaculations may occur during intercourse. Even if they don’t, she will be highly excited, and very sensitive. The final result will most likely be the most intense and pleasurable sex she has ever had.”

” Since we only have a few minutes before class is over, I”ll open it up for any questions.”

The class just sat in silence for a few seconds before Erin spoke up.

” I thought that female ejaculations just sort of happened. What your saying is that it is a learned response.”

“It”s a combination of the two really. If you”re in touch with your body you should be able to teach yourself to let it happen. Much the same way that you have taught yourself to let orgasms happen, under the right circumstances.”

That was all she wrote for class that day as people started to file out of the room. Erin”s shirt had just about dried out, but her nipples were still straining against the material less from the cold and more due to the nature of our discussion. As for myself I had to remain seated for half a minute or so to let my erection subside a little before I stood. The girls sensed my predicament with emphasis on “dic”.

“Are you coming?” Amanda asked with a sly smile.

“I”ll be right there”. As I stood to leave. My dick had not made it back to flaccid and was making an impression down the inside of my left thigh. This didn”t go without notice from the girls and I even got a subtle smile from Pam as I walked past her on my way out the door.

Outside the rain had stopped and the sun was shining. The water vapor was steaming off the black top.

“So,” Amanda said. “Is our study group on for tomorrow night?”

“I”m game, same time same place?”. I replied trying to sound cool and wondering how I was going to last that long.

We all agreed. As we said our good-byes, both girls stepped forward and gave me a departing kiss on each cheek, making sure that their breast pressed against my arms. I have to admit that I started to get a little dizzy at the blood rushed from my head to my cock. It has been said that there is not enough blood in a mans body to operate his brain and cock at the same time and I was turning into a great example of that premise.

“And remember”, the girls said as a parting shot, “no studying at home alone.”

“I won”t, and don”t you two start without me.”

I glanced at my watch and started the mental count down to my rendevous with the girls the next night. Thirty hours and counting. “You can do it” I said to my self given my self a little encouragement as I started to make my way back to my truck. Feeling my still swollen cock rub against my jeans and I was starting to doubt my resolve.

I knocked on the girl”s door at a quarter to seven. Amanda answered the door wearing khaki shorts and a short t-shirt that stopped half way between her breasts and navel.

“Your early”

“I know, I”m such a dedicated student I couldn”t wait to get started”

“Don”t give me any of that bullshit. I know what you”ve got on your mind”

Erin was in the kitchen pouring three glasses of wine. She looked fresh form the shower, wearing an old pair of jeans, halter top and I was sure nothing else.

I took one of the offered glasses of wine and asked how she was.

“To tell the truth I”m a little nervous about this.”

“Don”t be, we”re all friends here. This could be a life altering experience for you and I am excited to be here to help or whatever else you need.”

“Well, Amanda has been setting up in her bedroom. Shall we go on in and see what she has in store?”

“Lead on”

She took my hand and lead me into Amanda”s room. The room was glowing with candle light. A king size bed against the far wall was covered with bath towels. On her night stand lay her beads, vibrator, and some oils and lotions. Without anywhere else to sit we made ourselves comfortable sitting in a circle on the bed.

Amanda started with a clinical tone. “Well, I guess tonight we are going to examine female ejaculation. Since I am an experienced squirter I will first give a demonstration then we will have Erin attempt to experience ejaculation. Bill, your job will be to help Erin with her needs to get her to ejaculate. Do a good job and we might just let you ejaculate too.”

With that short introduction out of the way Amanda stood, pulled her t-shirt over her head, and pushed her shorts to the floor. She stood there for a couple of seconds letting her skin glow in the candle light. Her soft pink nipples were already erect as she laid her head down on the pillow her soft blond pubic hair barely visible against the warm glow of her skin in the orange light. She started by letting her finger tips brush gentle over her nipples.

“I”m already really horny. I can tell I”m going to cum really hard”

She pulled her feet up so they were nearly touching her sweet little heart-shaped ass and let her knees part as she let her hand drift down between her legs. Her vulva was engorged with a hint of moisture escaping the soft pink folds of her labia , her clit, clearly visible and looking for some attention.

Dr. Hirschfeld spoke up. “Yes, Jimmy, carefully explore her nipples.” Jim was quite glad to do so. Jonathan was annoyed. He was the one who suggested Marilyn take off her bra. He should be the one to explore the nipples. “A nipple, or mammary papilla.” They all reverted to taking notes again, with, of course, the exception of Jimmy. He wasn’t hardly even listening. He was just softly tracing his fingers around and around Marilyn’s perky nipples, entranced at the sight of their erect state. “The nipple is a small projection of skin containing the outlets for 15 to 20 lactiferous ducts arranged cylindrically around the tip. The skin of the succulent nipple is rich in a supply of special nerves that are sensitive to certain stimuli. The physiological purpose of nipples, of course, is to deliver infant milk. Marilyn, why don’t you demonstrate.”

Marilyn would normally have become quite upset at the suggestion. However, her nipples were feeling quite aroused, and Jimmy was such an innocent, harmless boy. She leaned over further. The boys directly behind her, across the empty space of the classroom, were disappointed in being blocked from view, but they were then offered a quite reasonable alternative, the backside of her cunnie pouch poking into view; such a nice sweet slit.

Jimmy leaned up, out of his desk chair, pursed his lips, and grasped hold of Marilyn’s nipple. He began to suckle like a little infant. The room was filled with the sound of the suckling boy.

Dr. Hirschfeld observed, “Mammalian infants have a rooting instinct for seeking the nipple, and a sucking instinct for extracting milk. This instinct seems to be alive and well in Jimmy.” He was taking to the task like a baby to the teat. Marilyn was surprised that she didn’t actually mind. His lips did feel nice on her nips, and he was such a safe, non-threatening boy. She even reached out and stroked his hair as he suckled. He looked so innocently content, as did she strangely feel. Although, it wasn’t an innocent feeling that was developing between her thighs.

“Of course, sexual stimulation can also cause the nipples to become erect, due to the release of the polypeptide neurotransmitter oxytocin.” None of the boys would object to the idea that sucking on a girl’s tit could make you high, but that really wasn’t what Dr. Hirschfeld was saying.

“Oxytocin is released during orgasm in both sexes,” his voice having some difficulty competing with the sound of Jimmy’s suckling. Marilyn’s bottom began to squirm a bit, much to the pleasure of the boys behind her behind. “In fact, it is believed that oxytocin is involved in social recognition and bonding, and might be an important chemical in the formation of trust between people.” Marilyn was beginning to feel quite a bit of trust for Jimmy as he was “bonding” with her.

Dr. Hirschfeld, though, noticed their excited states, as well as the fact that time was running short. “Yes, well, let’s move on. Marilyn, please, release your teat from the young man and climb up onto the desk.”

A little popping sound could actually be heard as Marilyn wrested her nipple from Jimmy’s lips. She turned toward the table, her wet nipple glistening in the harsh light of the room. She would normally have balked at what she knew was coming next, but at the moment she was in a bit of a fog, apparently lost in a cloud of oxytocin.

She walked in a daze to Dr. Hirschfeld’s desk. She had enough self-awareness to try to protect her modesty as best she could as she hopped onto the desk, mostly by keeping her legs together and her bottom right on the desk. It was a really futile effort though. Her breasts jiggled and wiggled as she hopped backward onto the desk.

“Alright then, Marilyn, lie back down on the desk and spread your legs out to the edges on either side, just like when you visit your gynecologist.”

The realization of how exposed she was hit her hard with that remark, and she had to cover her face with her hands in embarrassment. This did not feel like a doctor’s visit, although even some of those were rather awkward, particularly with a male physician or, even worse, a young, handsome one. No, this just seemed simply and frankly obscene. She was actually sitting on the desk of a classroom, spreading her legs for all the students to see her cunnie.

A few of the desk chairs could be heard squeaking as a couple of the male students inched forward a bit. The boys toward the front and side of the room could actually see very little. Alan raised his hand. “Dr. Hirschfeld?”

“Yes, Alan, what is it?”

“Sir, we really can’t see very well over here.”

“Oh yes, certainly, that is a problem. Hmmm.” He contemplated what to do. He could have them stand around in front of Marilyn, but that would block the view of the girls. However, that might not be bad, as they should already be quite familiar with the anatomy of the vagina. But, still, you can never underestimate the lack of preparation some students have received from their parents regarding human sexual functioning. The girls should be allowed to see the demonstration. “Yes, well, why don’t you boys come up here and sit on the floor in front of the desk.”

They eagerly agreed, in fact scrambling to get into the front row.

“Be sure to bring your notepads,” Dr. Hirschfeld reminded them. It was a good suggestion, as very few of them were planning on doing that. It was like they were back in the third grade and the teacher was going to read a story to the class. Everyone wanted to get a good spot. There was pushing, shoving, whispering, and pointing, particularly a pointing from within their trousers. Some of the girls rolled their eyes at their childish enthusiasm. A few of them also noticed the evident bulges within their slacks, despite the best efforts of the boys to hide or disguise them. The sight of the protruding slacks brought on a few giggles of their own, as well as some disapproving scowls.

Marilyn blushed at the sound of the boys scrambling in position to get a good luck at her exposed cunnie. She at first appreciated the new class seating, for when she opened her eyes she no longer saw a row of eager boy eyes staring between her legs. However, when she looked down (she had to at least see where they were), she felt even worse. They were all sitting on the floor, cross-legged, their eyes wide in delight and anticipation, like they were waiting for her to put on a show for them, which was precisely what she was about to do.

Alex started to sit down in front of Marilyn himself, but Dr. Hirschfeld corrected him. “No, no, Alex, why don’t you stand off to the side here. We might have further need for you.” Alex frowned. He was hoping that he was entirely finished and, besides, sitting down on the floor would go far in hiding much of his nudity.

The other boys, however, were not at all disappointed. There was something a bit awkward for them, to be sitting next to a naked guy, particularly as they were really crowding in close, to Marilyn and, as a result, to each other. Alex got back up and stood off to the side of the desk, his hands now covering himself. Susie, who was sitting nearest to him, smiled at his embarrassed modesty.

When everyone seemed to be in position, Dr. Hirschfeld resumed his lecture.

“Alright boys, settle down,” Dr. Hirschfeld scolded. “Now, class, first, it’s important to emphasize that the term ‘vagina’ is often used inaccurately to refer to the entire female genitalia. Strictly speaking, the vagina is the elastic muscular canal projecting inside. Fortunately for you guys, it isn’t really very large, only about 4 inches deep. A good two inches shorter than the average erect penis.” The boys were quite relieved to hear that (although he didn’t point out during intercourse the cervix and fornix can shift to provide more room). “The vulva consists of the exterior female genitalia.” The boys wrote that down, but they did so with quite poor penmanship, as they no longer had their desks and they were trying to keep their eyes on Marilyn’s vagina, or vulva. “The vulva includes this lovely soft mound of fatty tissue covering the pubic bone, called the mons pubis, or more elegantly, the mons veneris or ‘mound of Venus.’”

Dr. Hirschfeld circled his finger around and around Marilyn’s soft mound. Marilyn softly sighed, her pelvis instinctively twitching with an unsettling nervous excitement.

“Wait, wait,” complained Jimmy, trying to get it all down. He really didn’t want to miss anything here. He felt it could someday prove to be rather important.

Dr. Hirschfeld smiled approvingly at the seriousness and conscientiousness with which James was approaching this lecture. He waited for him to catch up. “Now, the outer, large lips, are the labia majora, which is much of what you see here with Marilyn.” He ran his fingers along Marilyn’s lips, as she turned her head in abject shame. She was still quite excited from the suckling of Jimmy and hoped so much that it was not apparent to the boys, but the touch of a man’s finger on her cunnie was not helping. “She really doesn’t though have a striking or strong labia minora, the inner lips.” Dr. Hirschfeld slid a finger up and down her slit. Dr. Hirschfeld noticed the moisture. “Some men find it preferable for the female to have quite large, evident, protruding labia minora, whereas others prefer this more simple, innocent, crevice.”

Marilyn pleaded with him. “Dr. Hirschfeld, please.” She had played with herself quite a number of times, but no man’s finger had ever touched her there before. Well, her gynecologist certainly had done so, but this was really quite different. Perhaps if she had not given herself over to Jimmy’s suckling, but, no matter the full reason, she knew her arousal was not going away; if anything, it was getting worse. Her breathing began to accelerate.

“Now Marilyn,” Dr. Hirschfeld reassured her, “Your vulva is really quite pretty, I must say. I imagine many of the girls here would love to have one so attractive.” He turned to one of the girls. “Don’t you think so, Patty?”

Patty looked up with considerable fright as all of the heads of the boys turned to her. She really didn’t know what she should say right now, other than to ask Dr. Hirschfeld to please call on someone else. “Um, yes, well.” She squeezed her thighs together, not wanting to provide any suggestion that she would like some sort of a comparison.

Dr. Hirschfeld then used the index fingers of his two hands to carefully spread the lips of Marilyn. “Now, here, toward the bottom, is the opening of the vagina.” This was extremely important information for many of the boys. Most had assumed that it would be right in the middle of the slit. “In females who have not engaged in penetrative sex, the opening of the vagina is sometimes partly covered by a membrane called the hymen.” All of the boys knew about that. “Let’s take a close look here.” Marilyn noticeably squirmed in embarrassment. “No, no, I don’t see one here. Marilyn, have you already had sexual intercourse?”

Marilyn quietly whispered through her hands. “No sir, no, really, I haven’t.”

Dr. Hirschfeld smiled knowingly. “Yes, well, the hymen may indeed rupture spontaneously during exercise, or in some cases.” He bent down to look real close inside. “It can be so minor as to not be noticeable.” He felt around with one finger of his right hand as he kept the slit open with the fingers of his left hand. Marilyn was whimpering with confusion and concern. “No, no, I really don’t detect any sign of it. “Bobby, why don’t you step up here and see if you can notice any suggestion of Marilyn’s hymen.” Robert almost leaped from the floor.

“Sir, really, that’s not necessary. I don’t have one.”

“Well, yes, of course.” Dr. Hirschfeld would have preferred that Robert look anyway. He wanted the students to gain some first hand knowledge of vaginal anatomy, but Marilyn did have a point.

Robert was sorely disappointed. “Nuts,” he exclaimed, as he sat back down.

Some of the girls giggled at his discontent, as well as the sight of him adjusting the position of his cock as he sat back down. ‘Serves him right,’ Alice thought.

“Now boys, as I draw my fingers down along the perineum, which in many persons is quite sensitive.” It certainly was for Marilyn. “You can also see nicely, particularly from your vantage point, Marilyn’s anus.” Dr. Hirschfeld used his finger to draw their attention to Marilyn’s puckered hole. He lightly circled his finger around and around the tightly wrinkled brown star.

“Oh my gosh,” Marilyn softly exclaimed, squinting her eyes tightly shut in the hope of being able to control herself. This was so terribly humiliating, having so many boys staring at her anus as it was being caressed by a man, but she could not deny the excitement that was building within her. And, she knew that some of her increasing arousal was due precisely to the fact that she was exposing herself in such a terribly indecent manner, spreading her legs for boys so that they could look at her puckered asshole.

“How many of you girls have engaged in anal intercourse?”

Toni started to raise her hand but quickly pulled it back down when she realized that she would be the only one, or at least the only one who was willing to admit to it. Most of the girls simply blushed at the thought.

“Dr. Hirschfeld,” Becky exclaimed, “isn’t that a perversion?”

“No, no, dear,” Dr. Hirschfeld responded, still lightly exploring the folds and wrinkles of Marilyn’s anus. Marilyn’s butt squirmed at the tickling. “No sexual act, by itself, is a perversion. Perhaps if you become overly preoccupied with one particular pleasure, that might constitute a problem, but, no, my dear, anal intercourse can be pleasurable for both the inserting and the receptive partners. The anus has quite a high concentration of nerve endings and for many girls, and boys, a very pleasurable erogenous zone.”

Marilyn knew, firsthand, what he was saying, but she was not about to admit it, at least not verbally.

“It’s important though to be well lubricated before entry.” And, right on cue, a large, glistening drop of feminine dew formed at the base of her Marilyn’s lips and slid down her perineum to her anus. “Well, thank you, Marilyn,” Dr. Hirschfeld exclaimed.

“Students, slightly below and to the left and right of the vaginal opening are two Bartholin glands. When the female is sexually aroused she produces lubrication which can allow for sexual stimulation and/or penetration.” Dr. Hirschfeld asked, as he worked her feminine fluid into her puckered star, giving it a nicely appealing glistening twinkle, “Marilyn, do you yourself enjoy anal sex?”

Marilyn crushed her hands against her face and shook her head back and forth. But, what the upper part of her body denied the lower seemed to betray.

Dr. Hirschfeld pushed, shoved the tip of his thick, manly index finger past her sphincter and into her rectum.

Marilyn lurched with the shameful intrusion and clamped her sphincter tight, trying to deny any further entrance. His finger felt so big in there and it was terribly humiliating, but she knew, she had to admit, at least to herself, that the next time she diddled herself, she was going to try sticking one of her own fingers up inside there. “Please sir,” she whispered. “This is so embarrassing.”

“My goodness, boys, she has quite the grip on my finger,” but he slid his finger deeper inside, and then began to softly move it in and out, at the same time caressing her sensitive anus with his thumb. Marilyn’s bottom squirmed on the table, her head moving back and forth, trying to deny what she was feeling.

“Sir?” Robert asked, his hand raised, “Can I see what it feels like?” He wasn’t going to give up.

His request brought Dr. Hirschfeld’s mind back to the task at hand. He could not dilly dally here too long, as there was still much to cover. He brought his finger out of her rectum with a nice little pop.

He cleaned his finger with another fresh sanitary wipe. “Marilyn, if you wouldn’t mind, would you now please open up your vagina for the class? That will be most helpful.”

Marilyn hesitated, quite understandably. It was bad enough when Dr. Hirschfeld parted her lips, but now he wanted her to do it herself, as if she was some cheep slut who wanted to show everybody the inside of her cunt?

“Please dear, we are becoming a bit short on time. There will be another class coming in here soon.”

Marilyn certainly didn’t want to be laying back on the desk, her legs spread, as another group of students walked in. But, it was good news to hear that the class would soon be over. She recalled as a child waiting on the last day of class, watching the hand of the clock slowly work its way to the time when the bell would go off. She never wanted so much for a class to end. She slowly removed her hands from her scarlet face and reached down, grasping her lips with her index fingers, and parted them open for the class to look inside.

The boys gasped with delight, the girls with disconcertion. Marilyn had seen girls posing like this on the internet. She would have to admit to that, but she considered it to be one of the most sluttiest, obscene things to do. She even cringed at the sight of a girl doing that, and yet, here she was, herself, spreading her lips for the boys.

“Oh, that’s excellent, my dear. Now, boys, you can clearly see her vaginal opening, and notice how wet and moist she now is. Marilyn is developing quite a state of sexual arousal,” as were all of the boys, some of whom were squirming themselves, trying to hide their stiff dicks, or find a more comfortable position, perhaps one in which they could quietly, surreptitiously, play with themselves.

Alex was himself getting aroused again. He could quite openly use his own hands on himself and in a sense he was, but largely to just try to hide his evident excitement from the girls. Susie though could clearly see his problem and she motioned to Becky, sitting next to her, to notice it as well. However, none of the girls needed to be alerted. As the boys’ eyes were fixed on Marilyn’s cunnie, the girls’ eyes were watching the return of Alex’s erection.

Dr. Hirschfeld brought his finger back to Marilyn’s exposed, wet cunt. “Just above the vaginal opening is Marilyn’s urethral opening and, further up, of course,” his fingers drawing up moisture as he moved up her parted slit, “one of the more important parts of the vulva, Marilyn’s clitoris.”

Marilyn loudly gasped at the touch of Dr. Hirschfeld’s finger on her clit. She was very, very sensitive there.

“Yes, boys, its sole function in the human female is to induce sexual arousal.” He softly caressed the engorged nub. “The only known exception to this is perhaps the Spotted Hyena, where the urogenital system is modified so that the female urinates, mates and gives birth via an enlarged, erectile clitoris, known as a pseudo_penis.”

“Eeeeeuuuw” many of the boys, and the girls, exclaimed. That didn’t sound terribly appealing to any of them.

“Now, well, Marilyn, you can let go now.”

Marilyn happily did so. One could almost hear the wet lips smack shut. It was done. There couldn’t be any more. The class was over.

“Now, boys, just as the girls were provided the opportunity to explore the aroused male sexual organ, I want each of you to have a turn doing the same with Marilyn. “James, if you please. The rest of you can take a brief turn after him.”

The boys scrambled to get into line, with considerable jostling and pushing. Even Dr. Hirschfeld was squeezed away. “Now, boys, no shoving. Behave yourselves or I will have Marilyn get dressed and nobody will have a chance to finger her.” That threat settled them down.

Jimmy tentatively reached out, his index finger extended, and carefully laid the tip of his finger on Marilyn’s aroused clit. Marilyn released a soft squeal, of both shame and wanton lust. Jimmy pressed down and slowly circled his finger around and around. Marilyn spread her thighs open even wider, her hips responding in kind to his tender, sensual, touch.