Venus School of Sex Ch. 01

She gasped as he moved behind her, one strong arm sliding under her body and across her stomach so that his hand could cup her breast while he pulled her up and against him.

"Wrap your arms around my neck," he whispered, nuzzling her ear with his lips, and she immediately obeyed, leaning back against him as he pinched her nipple, his other hand reaching around her body and sliding between her legs. "Keep your eyes open, watch yourself in the mirror."

Jessica moaned as she watched his hand squeeze her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple. His hand was rough, but the way it encased her entire mound of flesh felt incredibly good; her hips moved of their own accord as his fingers found her pussy, the heel of his palm grinding against her clit.

She gasped and came immediately, she'd been so pent up all day, having the sudden hard pressure of his hand against her most sensitive nub sent an orgasm rushing through her body, making her buck and moan with satisfaction... but Mr. Fire wasn't done with her yet. Two of his fingers slid easily into her wet hole, pressing insistently into her body, and she gasped and shivered, her tunnel clenching around him.

"Fuck yes, squirm for me baby," he bit her ear, and she writhed against him, feeling his hardness pressing against her ass, working its way into the crevice between her cheeks. Jessica couldn't believe it as her body began to quickly rise again, to an even stronger high, a more complete climax, as his fingers pressed her g-spot deep inside of her, the heel of his hand grinding against her clit.

"Oh my God..." all the air in her lungs left her body as the sensation of his fingers inside of her sent her whirling over the edge, and she was clutching at him to stay upright, her legs had gone completely to jelly, her body overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure that were exploding from her pussy and vibrating through her entire being. "Oh God, oh God oh God...."

His fingers stroked every last bit of pleasure that could be wrung from her, the aftershocks of pleasure rocketing through her. Finally she relaxed, her wound up body feeling completely sated and satisfied.

That was so much better than I could have done myself, she thought a little wildly.

Looking pleased, Mr. Fire let her go and she turned to him, a little unsteadily.

"Can I uh," she blushed, "do anything to help you?"

***

Chris hadn't been able to believe his luck when he'd heard Jessica tell her friends that she was going to the bathroom. While he'd been giving the demonstration speech he'd been able to keep an eye on her and he knew how aroused he was. Without giving Justin a heads up he'd followed her, in hopes of just this kind of situation. Getting his hands all over her sweet body, sliding his fingers into her juicy wetness, it had all been worth his friend's ire.

And now she was sliding to her knees in front of him, her hands at the button of his pants, looking up at him with the sexiest expression on her face, her hair tousled.

He smiled down at her. "You don't really have to, you know," he told her. And since he knew she'd find out eventually anyway, "You don't really have to wait to take to self-pleasure class to masturbate."

"I know," she smiled up at him as she undid the button and began to slide down the zipper. She winked. "I read the Orientation Guide. But what you did was so much better than what I could have done myself, I'd like to thank you properly for it." That last part came out almost shyly, and the sight of her demurely lowering her lashes while she wrapped her hand around his throbbing cock, releasing it from the confines of his pants, just about undid him. Especially when her eyes widened at the feel of him and the expression of almost awe on her face when she pulled him free from his pants. Apparently he was bigger than her ex, he thought a little smugly.

Although the Teachers all got off at lunch, it had been awhile since lunch and watching Charity get tortured all afternoon, plus finally getting his hands all over Jessica and watching her cum, had definitely wound him up again.

"Then I would like that very much," he growled at her, his voice dark with desire.

"I know I haven't taken the class," she said, all demure and prim again, which just made him want to do the dirtiest things to her, "but I'll do my best."

He was going to tell he that he was sure she'd be great when she swiped her tongue over the velvet head of his cock and he just groaned with lust instead. Looking down, he was entranced by the sight of her tousled curls framing her sweet face as her lips parted and she took the head of his cock into her mouth. Sucking gently, she opened her mouth a little to let her tongue slide out and lick further along the underside of his cock. It was a fantastic sensation.

It soon became apparent that she wasn't going to be able to swallow all 8 inches of him, but she just wrapped one of those beautiful hands with the long delicate fingers around the base of him and took down as much as she could.

"Oh fuck that feels good," he groaned as she hummed deep in her throat, making his cock vibrate. Other than deep throating, he wasn't sure the Fellatio class was going to have much to teach her. Her tongue danced around him as she moved her head back and forth, he let his hands rest on her head, tangling his fingers in her curls just because he liked the way it felt, but he let her be in control of her movements. This time.

Jessica's hand tightened on his base, moving in time with her mouth. Her other hand was resting on his thigh, using it to brace herself against him as she moved back and forth, suckling him for all she was worth. Her pouty lips were wrapped tight around him, just like they'd been in so many of his fantasies, but the reality was so much better.

Her tongue slid around his head, nudging into the sensitive hole at the time as she pulled back from him, and then her velvet mouth was sliding back down his length, tongue lashing and rubbing him the entire way down. Once she learned how to deep throat she was going to be absolutely un-fucking believable.

Even though he wanted her to remain in control his hips began rocking of their own accord, pressing deeper into her mouth and he could feel her gasping for air around his thick meat, but she didn't stop sucking. Her hand that had been on his thigh slid down to his balls and she took them into her palm and began squeezing them gently, tugging a little.

He'd wanted to hold off longer, to enjoy her mouth longer, but the surprise of having her change tactics and literally take hold of his balls made his body tighten and he could feel his cum starting in the base of his cock and flowing upwards.

"I'm gonna cum," he warned her, his voice tight, just in case she didn't want to swallow. But she didn't move away, in fact her hand tightened on the base of him again and her mouth slid down his cock until her lips touched his hand. He was practically in the back of her throat and he groaned as the first spurt shot out of him and into her mouth, he could feel her tongue sliding around, tasting him.

She milked spurt after spurt from him with her hands and her mouth. It wasn't the most technically proficient blow job he'd ever had, but it was one of the most sincere and definitely one of the hottest. He'd take that over an dispassionate but technically fantastic blow job any day.

To his delight she kept gently licking and suckling a little as he softened, but he had to stop her.

"Keep that up," he warned her, "and you're going to have a problem to deal with again."

Jessica grinned mischievously up at him. "Any day, Sir."

His balls tightened again, but he did the gentlemanly thing and helped her to her feet. "I sincerely hope you take mine and Mr. Flood's classes, Jessica."

***

Jessica felt absolutely wonderful after leaving the bathroom. The halls were empty all the way back to her dorm room, probably most of the students had gone to their rooms rather than the bathroom to take care of their needs. She was rather glad she'd chosen the bathroom.

When she got back to her room Charity was waiting for her.

"Did Mr. Fire find you?" she asked immediately.

Surprised, Jessica nodded. "How did you know?"

"Well he disappeared right after the class, and Vanessa said she thought she saw him go after you. Where'd he find you?"

"In the bathroom," Jessica replied. "He ah... did for me what I was going to do for myself." And she was blushing again.

"He's fantastic, isn't he?" Charity fell back onto her bed. "God I love this place."

Jessica giggled, rolling onto her own bed and clutching a pillow to her happily. She did too. This was exactly what she needed. Screw Sean and his awkwardness at giving her a little kink to her action, his implication that she was weird for wanting it. By the time she left the Venus School of Sex she'd be a sex goddess and he'd never get it from her again.