Venus School of Sex Ch. 01

Mr. Flood continued his explanation.

"A lot of people are frightened by the idea of having more than one man involved in sex, but the truth is it can be immensely satisfying, for both the men and woman. For instance," he turned and stepped back to Charity and Mr. Fire, who turned so that the three of them were in a line perpendicular to the students, their every movement clearly visible. "When there are two men, there are four hands." And he grinned wickedly at the class.

Mr. Flood started to unbutton Charity's shirt as Mr. Fire's hands went to the outside of her thighs and begin to slide up. Suddenly Jessica realized why the skirt length was mid-thigh and the shirts buttoned to the neck; the anticipation of watching as Charity's shirt was slowly undone, the seductive glide of Mr. Fire's hands slowly revealing inch after inch of milky white thigh, was incredibly erotic. She pressed her legs together, feeling her pussy getting wet just watching their hands move. Her aching nipples rubbed against the silk of her shirt, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning as Mr. Flood's hands scooped up Charity's small, high breasts, thumbing her nipples. She leaned back against Mr. Fire, his fingers making small circles on her upper thighs, working their way from the sides of her legs around the front towards her center. Several guys watching the demonstration were leaning forward, their faces avid.

Suddenly Mr. Flood stepped back and he and Mr. Fire turned Charity so that she was facing the class, her shirt unbuttoned halfway down her stomach and wide open so that her breasts were displayed prominently, the eraser nipples pointing straight at the class. Her face was flushed, but with desire, not embarrassment.

"Also with two men, you have two mouths," Mr. Flood said just as smoothly as before he had a giant erection. Jessica wanted to moan again, looking at the evidence of the two Teacher's arousal. If the bulges in their pants were anything to judge by, their cocks matched their large size in general. Oh god, what would it be like to have their hands touching her? Both their mouths on her? Maybe she was more interested in this class than she realized.

Mr. Flood's comment about having two mouths really hit home, straight into her pussy, as the two men leaned forward and each took one of Charity's nipples into their mouths. The redhead whimpered as they went to work, her hips moving of their own accord as the men slurped at her nipples. Jessica felt like whimpering herself, and she crossed and re-crossed her legs, unable to get comfortable. She'd never been this wet in her life.

Then, she wasn't sure which of the men did it because she couldn't see their hands behind Charity, Charity's skirt dropped to the floor. If there had been any doubt before, everyone was now aware that she was a natural redhead.

Mr. Fire took over for Mr. Flood in speaking as Mr. Flood knelt in front of Charity, aptly enough because right now Jessica felt like her body was on fire.

"There are a lot of advantages for the woman to have two men pleasuring her," he had moved around behind Charity, his hands cupping and kneading her breasts. Jessica wished someone would handle her breasts that way, right now. She longed to touch them herself, to slide her hand down to her pussy and soothe the ache that was building in it. Mr. Flood was on his knees, obviously eating Charity out, and her face and whimpers made it clear just how good he was at it. One of her arms was up and wrapped around Mr. Fire's neck behind her, the other was on Mr. Flood's head, using it to balance - or maybe she just liked grabbing his hair. "but men can derive just as much pleasure from being in a Male-Male-Female threeway. For any of you who like exhibitionism or voyeurism, that's a big component and you also get to join in the fun."

Jessica tried to concentrate on what he was saying, but it was hard as she watched Charity's hips begin to really move, the girl was obviously building to an amazing orgasm.

"Plus, there's the pleasures of double penetration, where you completely fill the woman in her pussy and ass, and it is the tightest fit imaginable." Jessica's pussy clenched at those words, it almost felt like she might cum without anyone touching her at all.

Mr. Fire twisted Charity's nipples, making her back arch, and she shrieked as she came, her body jerking. Jessica could tell that it was only Mr. Fire's hands on her breasts and Mr. Flood's hands on her hips that were holding the girl up, as she shuddered in ecstasy. The entire audience was panting.

Charity finally went almost limp with a satisfied smile on her face. Gently, the two men let her slide to the floor where she sat leaning against Mr. Fire's legs, her wet pussy open and glistening and her blouse hanging open. Mr. Flood stood, hips lips covered with a sheer gloss, which he licked off with relish. Someone in the room gasped.

"Now," Mr. Flood said, taking over again, "this is obviously not a class for complete novices. This class is only offered for the last three days of the session and there are pre-requisites. If you are interested in taking this class make sure you make a small notation on your sheet - the one in front of you," his lopsided grin told the students that he was aware at how overwhelmed some of them were by the demonstration they'd just witnessed, "of the following pre-requisites: Basic Touch, Erotic Massage, Anal Play, Fellatio for the women and Cunnilingus for the men."

Feeling almost dream-like Jessica looked down at her sheet and made a little star next to Basic Touch, Erotic Massage, Fellatio and Anal Play. That last was another area she wasn't sure about, but it didn't hurt to mark it down.

"Also, please join us this afternoon, starting at 2 o'clock we'll be demonstrating the other class that we teach, light BDSM. If you have an interest in that you should also attend the demonstration for heavy BDSM which will be taking place this afternoon in the classroom to your right."

***

"So what do you think?" Chris asked, under his breath, when the students had trickled out. Charity was buttoning up her blouse again, looking very happy.

"I saw her marking down the pre-requisites." Justin shrugged, looking hopeful. "All we can do is wait and see."

"Maybe we can do more than that," Chris replied a speculative look on his face. A couple of students were starting to shuffle in, looking interested, but he had a few minutes before they would start. "Hey Charity, about your roommate..."

***

"Wow, that was... just wow." Jessica said to Nick when they were back out in the hall.

"Tell me about it," he looked a little dazed. "Not sure it's for me though." He shrugged and looked a little abashed. "I just can't imagine sharing like that, I'm a possessive kinda guy."

"I couldn't imagine it until I saw it," she confessed. "But it definitely got me hot and bothered."

"Oh yeah, me too," he agreed. "And I have a feeling that if we find a demonstration for a Male-Female-Female Threeway, my possessive cave-man feelings will take a hike."

Jessica laughed and then asked, "Do you want to just keep moving on classroom by classroom?" She kept needed to sit down again, she could feel her pussy juices starting to coat the top of her thighs. Glancing around she didn't see a sign for a bathroom.

"Sure."

In the next classroom they watched the demonstration on cunnilingus. Jessica felt very envious of the happily writhing demonstrator... what she wouldn't give for someone to get her off right now!

"Just take note," Ms. Pink told them, "everyone participates in my class. If you're a woman then you're going to learn some how-to as well as receiving."

"I'm definitely taking that class," Nick said fervently when they left.

"I don't know if I will," Jessica replied. "I've always been kind of curious, but I'm not sure I'm ready for that just yet."

"Well, we don't have to decide right away," he reminded her. "We just sign up for this week's classes right now, we don't have to decide what to take next week until the weekend."

Their sentiments were the opposite when they left the fellatio class demonstration. Jessica had been entranced by the idea of being able to fit a large cock all the way down her throat. She didn't think she'd manage as well as the demonstrator, who had swallowed the Teacher's frightening 12 incher, but even if she could just learn how to do a smaller one, she'd be ecstatic.

In the meantime she was getting more and more sexually frustrated.

"Ooo anal play!" Nick said when they got into the next class room.

Jessica arched an eyebrow at him. "Ah, an assman."

"Sweet," said a voice behind them, and they turned to see Vanessa, a pixie-ish Asian girl that they'd met during the Cunnilingus demonstration.

"You're into anal play?" Jessica asked, intrigued. She'd heard of guys being into it, but this was the first girl she'd talked to that seemed interested."

"Hell yeah," Vanessa said nonchalantly. "I'm not exactly an anal virgin, but I'd still be interested to see what I could learn here." Jessica was amused to see Nick inspecting Vanessa with new interest. According to their Orientation Guide, students weren't allowed to fraternize sexually until after classes began, and then they were only allowed to practice what they'd learned in classes. She'd been hoping that maybe Nick would want to "study" with her, even though she wasn't super attracted to him they obviously had a good repoire and she felt comfortable with him, but she had a feeling that he might be more interested in studying with Vanessa now.

Ah well, maybe he'd study with both of them. She grinned a little. True to his word, Nick had been panting after the MFF Menage Trois class demonstration. It had been hot, but it hadn't done much for her other than make her realize that, for now, she was also too possessive to want to share a man's attention with someone else of her sex. Having two men focus all their attention on her though... it was something she had never considered before but now the image of Charity wedged between Mr. Fire and Mr. Flood kept flashing through her mind.

Anal Play shoved all of that right out of her head. This was another class she hadn't expected to be interested in, but seeing the male and female demonstrators - the male had been a surprise to her, although it shouldn't have been - moaning and panting, and eventually coming from the various toys that the Teachers used on them really got to her. She closed her eyes and shivered at the idea of someone pressing their fingers, or a toy, or their cock into her last virgin hole, the sheer dirty naughtiness of it making her want to moan.

"The demonstrations getting to you a little?" Vanessa's sympathetic voice brought her back to the present. She nodded. The petite girl sighed. "I can't wait until tomorrow, then at least we can 'study.' I wonder if they do this just to mess with us a little."

"I wonder if it's as hard on the Teachers as it is on us," Nick said.

"Probably," Jessica giggled a little. "You can't really tell with the female Teachers, but it's definitely 'hard' on some of the male ones!" The three of them laughed, although it was definitely true.

By the end of the day Jessica had also seen the demonstrations for Self-Pleasure, Basic Touch, Erotic Massage, Group Sex (which she decided she wasn't really interested in), Cross-Dressing, Style (basically a class on various types of sexy clothing), and Unconventional Toys. Students were encouraged to take each class more than once, since they would (hopefully) improve with each class.

She, Nick and Vanessa saved what she considered the best for last: Light BDSM. The Heavy BDSM demonstration looked too scary for her right now, she knew that she wasn't interested in going right into that, but she remembered how much it had turned her on when Sean had tied her up. Since then she'd gotten even more curious about some of the aspects involved in BDSM. Plus, at lunch Charity had specifically asked her to come by and watch the demonstration. Flood and Fire were her two favorite teachers, she said, and so good at what they do. Not that Jessica had really needed the convincing.

The demonstration was even more arousing than she'd imagined. Mr. Fire took over the bulk of the explaining while Mr. Flood trussed Charity up to a couch that had been moved into there for the purpose of the demonstration. She was placed on the middle cushion, her wrists tied behind her back, making her small breasts with their fantastic nipples jut out even more, her legs were splayed wide open, tied to each side of the couch at the top so that she was practically bent in half, her pussy completely open and vulnerable.

Jessica couldn't concentrate on anything Mr. Fire was saying, she was so entranced by the sight of Mr. Flood dragging a multi-stranded whip across Charity's body, her wet pussy. Everyone flinched and sighed every time he snapped in on part of her body - her thighs, her stomach, her breasts, and finally the center of her spread pinkness. Charity had some tears in her eyes, but Jessica was fairly sure they were partly tears of frustration from wanting to cum. Charity's pussy was so wet and so open that the scent of her arousal was permeating the room, and she was held so securely in place that she couldn't even move her hips to try and make some friction when Mr. Flood slowly rubbed the handle of the whip across her open folds.

The class ended with Charity receiving five whips on her pussy and then Mr. Flood giving her another screaming orgasm, this one lasting much longer than the one this morning, and causing her to cry out as he lashed her open pussy again and again. Jessica thought she might die from her own need to cum, she couldn't help picturing herself in exactly that position, Mr. Flood's dark head moving at the apex of her womanhood. She'd be unable to move away, to close her legs, to even press at him with her hands, like Charity she'd be forced to take all the pleasure that he gave her until he chose to stop it.

"I need to go to the bathroom," she practically stuttered to Vanessa and Nick before racing off down the hallway.

As soon as she got into the mercifully empty room she put the paper she'd been taking notes on (more like just circling the classes she wanted to take) and pen down on the floor and grabbed at her swollen breasts, kneading the soft mounds and pinching at her nipples. The silk rubbed across them, the same way it had been doing all day, but this time helping the sensation of relief that swept through her breasts at finally being touched.

The door opened behind her and she jumped, squeaking out the word "Occupied!" before she saw that she'd been followed in by Mr. Fire.

"I see," his lips quirked and she blushed and dropped her hands from her breasts as though she'd been burned. And she was burned, still burning, as his eyes raked over her in the mirror, taking in her flushed face, raised and needy nipples. He sniffed at the air a little and she wanted to die as she realized that he could actually smell her arousal.

Grinning wickedly he flipped the lock on the door, which she was now belatedly realizing she'd forgotten to do.

"You know," he drawled, "since you haven't taken the Self-Pleasure class, technically you aren't supposed to be doing that."

Jessica stifled a groan. She looked at the floor instead, tearing her eyes away from his piercing gaze. "I'm sorry Sir."

"Sir," he mused, and she felt him come up behind her, all the hairs on her body standing at attention as though some electric current was riding through her due to his closeness. His voice got lower, huskier. "Did you like the BDSM demonstration Jessica."

Closing her eyes, Jessica nodded.

He chuckled. "Well I believe I can help you out with the predicament you're in, but first I think you need a little punishment for breaking a rule on your very first day here."

Jessica let out a little moan, she couldn't help herself, his words had sent a hot wave of lust straight through her body, she could feel her pussy growing even plumper, the juices coating the top of her thighs. Strong, broad hands touched her shoulders and ran down her body, making her shiver as they slid down her back and over her ass. Then her skirt was sliding up, and she gulped a little, keeping her eyes closed. His fingers trailed up the back of her thighs to the curve of her butt, and he squeezed a little. Gasping she pushed her ass back against him.

"So eager," he murmured. "That's very good." God his voice was sexy. His fingers kneaded her ass cheeks and she wanted to beg him to punish her, to do whatever he had to do, but to please just fuck her, fuck her now, as long as he would just quell this heat that had been building inside of her all day. Just as she was gathering the courage to voice this desire, he told her, "Lean over and put your hands on the sink."

Blushing, her face heating as she realized how much access to her body this was going to give him, she did as he ordered.

"Good girl," he murmured. The accolade just made her wetter. Yes, she wanted to be a very, very good girl for him. She could feel the cool air of the bathroom as he lifted her skirt, letting it rest gently on her hips and displaying her bare ass to him.

"Spread your legs a little," he told her, "I don't want you to lose your balance. Now open your eyes and look at me in the mirror."

Jessica gulped but complied. Oh my God. This whole situation became so much more real as she looked in the mirror, their eyes locking together. She could see her breasts hanging down, swaying gently, see the scared, hopeful and aroused expression on her face, lips slightly parted and panting for air. Even hotter was the picture they made together, him slightly to the side behind her, caressing her ass, staring straight into her eyes in the mirror.

"I'm going to spank you," he told her, and she could feel her pussy clench. "This is new to you, so I'm only going to spank you five times for being bad. If you're a good girl and don't make any noise then I'll give you want you want."

Then, before she could brace herself, his hand crashed down on her right cheek. It surprised her enough that her mouth popped open, although she stopped herself from making any noise. It hadn't hurt as much as she thought it would, but he was probably just being gentle cuz she was new. Then his hand came down again on her other cheek and her eyes nearly rolled back into her head, it felt so good... the pain cut through her hot arousal and doubled it.

"Look in the mirror," he reminded her gently, his hand caressing the cheek that he'd just smacked. Stifling a whimper, Jessica stared at herself in the mirror as his hand came down again. Her lips were parted, wet and moist, her curls bounced every time he spanked her, and the look in his eyes as he watched her made her want to crumble with lust.

Again his hand came down, hitting her right cheek again and making the area flare and burn. Then the left again, and he steadied her as her knees buckled a little. Her cheeks flamed red in the mirror and her chest was heaving with desire. The sight of her, watching herself in the mirror as she was spanked, was the hottest thing that had happened to her in her life and she hadn't even gotten off yet.

Then Mr. Fire's hand came down for the fifth time, right in the bottom center of her ass, his fingers snapping against her pussy and her head jerked up. She snapped her jaw shut just in time, her pussy lips throbbing with the slap that he'd just included them in.

"Good girl," he crooned, and his hand caressed her ass cheeks and then moved lower, and she stifled a moan as his fingers began to massage her soaking, aching pussy. "It's ok, you can make some noise now."