Eros Academy Ch. 02: First Day

"Mmm, The nipples get very sensitive and become erect, especially when they are played with. Rubbed, pinched, sucked. Michael give me your hand."

"Huh?" he said, lifting his eyes from her breasts up to her face.

"Here," she said reaching down and taking him by the wrist. "Now place it right here on my tit. Mmm, now just tease my nipple a bit and tell me what you feel."

His cock pulsed as she lowered his palm over her. Her skin was warm and her breast soft yet firm under his fingers. Nervously he rolled his him around the red rub of flesh, feeling it stiffen as he did. His heart was in his throat but he held his hand steady.

"It's, It's getting hard and stiff," he said.

"Mmmhmm, that is a sign I'm getting aroused. I'm excited and my body is responding. Mmm, let's look further." She scooted herself up onto the edge of the desk and wiggled her but as she settled. "Michael, if you would, you see the metal folded up on the front of the desk? Pull them out for me please."

He nodded silently and knelt down, aware that he was in essence mooning the class as he did. He put it out his mind, glancing up to see the slit of Ms. Chatte's pussy between her thighs, no more than foot away. He pulled back on the metal structure. Two pieces swiveled out and clicked into place. They pointed diagonally out from the desk, bent slightly in the middle and end short metal rubber. He stood back up and to the side.

As he did Ms Chatte leaned back on her hand and swung her legs one at a time, resting her stockinged feet in the stirrups. She was spread eagle. The pink lips of her vag open wide. Michael's eyes were transfixed. She was totally exposed to the class. "Okay, now you all can see my vulva and labia," she said, calmly and merrily as ever. Her hand glided over her thigh towards her slit. She ran her fingers over herself and parted the lips a little further. "You can see here my vagina," she pointed her between the folds, "where a man would put his erect penis during sex, and this little guy, mmm, is my clitoris." Her finger rested on a nub of flesh. "Mmm, the clit is a big bundle of nerves, as woman becomes more and more aroused, it swells and becomes erect and even more sensitive, like the tip of a man's penis. My labia are also getting wet, as my body becomes more excited. Mmmm, Michael, come over her." She wiggled her finger at him in a come-hither motion.

Breathing hard, still staring at the pink cleft in her body, Michael walked over to her. He stood by her leg looking down at her. She took his writs again and guided it between his legs. He started to tremble again as she rested it on the soft, warm mound. Looking him in the eye she said, "stroke it a little, and tell us what you feel."

Gingerly, ever so carefully he ran his hands over her, feeling her slick lips and the fuzz of her pubic hair. "Uh, It's warm...it's moist...mmm, it's soft."

"Mmm yes...I'm getting more and more aroused. Being touched like this...being on display for the class...it always is a turn on. Now..." She took hold of his hand and nudged out his index finger. "Slowly, put your finger in me."

"Um..are you s-sure..?" Michael asked, sweat beging to break out on his forehead.

"It's okay, you won't hurt me, go ahead," Ms Chatte said, steering his digit into her. He felt the warmth of it sucking in his finger, knuckle by knuckle. She shudder a little and her face twitched "Huh, hm, mmm, now about a two knuckles deep, on the upper wall, you, is another bundle of nerves called the g-spot. It can be -hmh!- a little tricky to find it. We'll be going over it in more detail in another class, huh! But trust me it's in there. The G-spot, and the clitoris are they two most important keys to a woman's arousal during vaginal sex...Mmmm, hows it feel Michael?"

His voice trembled a little but his eyes were fixed at the sight of his finger disappearing into her. "It's wet... tight, mmm it's like it's pulling me in..." Suddenly she seized his writs more firmly. "There! Right there! Stop...okay, now with other hand, press two fingers down on my clit." Her breathing was getting faster. Her cheeks were becoming flush.

After a second of looking Michael once again found the small button of skin and rested the tips of his fingers on it. Ms. Chatted directed his motions, pushing it down hard, moving his hand ever so slightly back and forth. He could feel her juices flowing more steadily by the second. His cock throbbed with the rhythm of his heart and he thought it would explode.

"Mmn! Yes, just like that...rub my clit, and move your finger in and out of me." He did as he was told, sliding his finger in and out of her dripping orifice as he pressed down on her. She looked him in the eye, "F-first time, f-fingering someone?" she asked softly, a twinkle of excited glee in her eye.

"Mmhmm" Michael grunted.

"You're doing -oh!-really good." She closed her eyes. "Aah! Mmm, Class, Michael is...s-s-stimulating, my clit and my g-spot at the simultaneously. My, My body is, reacting, stronger and stronger to it. Soon, I'll -oh fuck! Put another finger in my pussy!"

Obediently Michael pushed another finger into her, feeling more confident now then ever now. He glanced up at the rest of the class. They were all gaping, breathlessly, jaws unhinged. In the very front he spotted Jessica. Her eyes here locked on his fingers as they pumped in and out of Ms. Chatte. Her expression was intense, cheeks a deep red. He noticed that her hand was on her chest. Absently, she was lightly fondling her breast, stroking it and massaging it as she watched. She wasn't the only one. Other girls seemed to be rubbing their nipples through the fabric of their blouses, and he noticed more than few boys with their hands under their desks.

"Aw! Aaa, I'm...I'm going to...have an orgasm in a moment... watch closely...Oh shit! Hhhhn!" Suddenly her mouth fell open and her head rolled back. Her eyes closed tight. Michael could feel her entire body quivering. Her legs shook in the stirrups, her toes curling. Michael kept going, as her hips bucked out, sweat rolling over his cheeks now, as he felt her juices flowing over his palm and wrist.

She rested her hand on his arm. 'Uh, huh, huh stop, stop now." She said, panting. She slid her still shaking legs out of the stirrups and just breathed hard for moment. She looked up, her face glistening with sweat, her cheeks bright and grinned "Mmm, well that's a good intro to the female body. Now," without warning her hand shot out and wrapped sound Michael's shaft, "we've got just enough time left to examine the male. Michael has graciously lent us his body today, let's have a look."

Michael tensed and stared down in shock as Ms. Chatte's fingers took hold of him and she scooted further up the desk to be closer to him. "You see here Michael's penis is already fully erect, clearly he found fingering arousing. What's happened is, blood has pumped into his shaft, filling up the spongy tissues in his shafted. You can see also is an intact specimen, hehe, by which I mean he's not circumcised. That's less common in our culture, which is a bit of shame, since the foreskin actually drastically increases a man's pleasure during sex. If we pull it back..." Moved her fingers tenderly, and eased back his foreskin, revealing the swollen, tender tip beneath, slick with pre-cum already. Michael grabbed the desk for support. He was still wrapping his brain around the fact the beautiful woman whom he had just fingered to orgasm was at this moment examining his genitals fondly.

"We see the tip. Notice how red and inflamed it is. The head of cock is much like a woman's clitoris, as it gets aroused, more blood flows to it, the more sensitive it becomes. If I just roll my thumb on it, like so."

"Huhuuuh!" Michale shudder violently and gripped the lip of the desk to keep his balance. Ms. Chatte's touch was dainty and delicate remarkably skilled.

"Hehe, we see the response right away. His penis is secreting clear, slipper fluid now, commonly called pre-cum, or pre-ejaculate. It cover's the tip, lubricating it. Also notice his testicles." Her other hand immediately took hold of his balls, softly cupping around them and squeezing gently. "See how they're hanging low and away from the member? They've lowered into position to release sperm. Now these are a very delicate part of the male anatomy, so it's best to massage them gingerly, squeezing them very softly, like you're checking them for ripeness. And now we start to stroke his shaft, just pushing the foreskin back and forth, back and forth, stimulating that tip."

She did just that as she spoke. Michael watched her hand moving up and down his throbbing organ, tickling and caressing his balls as she did. Occasionally she'd pull the foreskin back and twist her thumb on the pulsing mushroom head. He started to breath hard. He looked back to Jessica. She was chewing her lip, eyes staring, her fingers locked onto her chest, pinching firmly through her shirt as she wiggled and squirmed in her seat minutely.

"Mmm, He's getting close, see how red his face is getting? We'll just speed up a bit." Her hand began to piston faster up and down along his shaft. Her breast swayed and bounced a little as she did. She squeezed his sack more firmly. Her eyes stayed on his, sparkling with girlish delight. Clearly she was doing what she loved. "How's that feel dear?"

"Huh, huh! Oh, oh! G-good! Huh K-keep going! Nnn!"

"Hehe, Are you going to cum for us Michael?"

""Mmmhmmm! Yeeeah!"

"Hehe, alright, everybody, watch now...here we go!"

At that moment she stopped pumping and just held him and tickled his balls. Her thumb rolled on the very base of his dick where the foreskin met the tip and a spasm of intense pleasure. "Fuuuck!" His knees buckled as he felt himself release a torrent of cum. His eyes closed and he clung wildly to the desk to stay standing. It didn't end. He felt another jet leave him and another. He leaned back slowly and put his full weight on the desk.

Slowly he opened his eyes. Ms Chatte was beaming her approval as she released his deflated phallus. It fell limply between his thighs, dripping a pool of cum as it did. The teacher rose to her feet holding out her hand to the class as she did. It was slick and glossy, as his jizz rolled over it, down the back and plam and over her wrist. "Here it is. Semen. There are thousands, millions, of sperm in this sample." She tittered playfully before licking. "Along with a sugary, sweet seminal fluid, hehe."

Michael just leaned back against the desk panting as he took stock of what had just occurred. She turned to him and affectionately pushed his sweat soaked hair off of his brow. "Thanks so much for being our helper today Michael."

He nodded his response tiredly, as he tried to stand up straight once more. 'Jesus. That...actually was amazing!' He thought to himself. 'I can't believe I just did that!' He began to pick up his loose article of clothing.

"Okay, we're nearly out of time for today guys, but I think we had a really great first day! I do have some homework for you all." Ms. Chatte said, after she had sucked the last of his cum off her fingers. A groan went up from the room. "Now come on, it's not that bad. It's not due til' Friday anyway. I've always thought that no one knows your body like you do. With that in mind, I want you all to pick someone else in the class as partner. You two will masturbate for each other. Observe what they do, take note of how they treat their own bodies and what they like. Then write a two page essay on your observations."

Michael was had gotten back into his pants and was buckling his belt as the bell rang. The students got up as one body and headed for the door. "And start reading your text books please guys! Chapter One Section One!" Jessica walked up to him as he was slipping into his shirt.

"That...that was really brave of you! I'll catch up with you later!" He watched her walk away, and even though he had cum not five minutes before he took notice of her legs and the way her ass moved and stirred them hem of her skirt as she did. He felt a hand pat him gently on the shoulder. He turned, trying to push the bottom of his shirt into his trousers. Ms Chatte, still nude, held out a slip of paper to him.

"Here's note for your next class incase you're a few minutes late. Thanks again for helping, I really didn't mean to put you on the spot."

"No, no it's alright. Actually it was...very enlightening." He said, taking the slip and sticking it in his breast pocket.

"Good! Michael, I wanted to ask you, that was really the first time you'd finger fucked someone?" He nodded again curiously. She raised her eyebrows. "Well, you are a natural. But well, then again..."

"Then again what?"

"You're a Dravenwood right?"

"Yes."

Her smile widened into a grin. "It shows. See you on Wednesday."