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Sommerset College Advance Sex Ed: Part 1
Unsuspecting college freshmen sign off for an “Advanced Sex Ed’ class.
Based on the work of firebird68. Listen to the Podcast on Steamy Stories
“Hey, everybody!”
Samantha groaned as she recognized the bubbly, happy voice
immediately. She looked up and confirmed her guess as Sunny skipped into
the classroom. Samantha didn’t exactly get along with Sunny. The
blonde’s happy-go-lucky persona and perpetual cheerfulness made her
nauseous. Still, the girl didn’t seem to get the hint and refused to
leave her alone. She sighed as Sunny noticed her sitting at one of the
desks and waved, bouncing over to her.
“Samantha!” she said. “You’re in this class, too?”
“Why would I be in here if I wasn’t in the class?” Samantha responded.
“Oh, good point. Hey, Andrea, you’re taking this course, too? I would have thought you would be taking something else.”
“The other electives were too stupid.” Andrea answered, not looking up from her phone.
That, Samantha could agree with. At Sommerset College, all freshmen
students were required to take a sex education course in the fall
semester. All students were required to take a basic sex ed, in past
years; but this year there was a new elective being offered for those
who already took AP human anatomy in high school. This option was called
Advanced Sex Ed . It sounded like an easy A+ to all these AP students
so many had applied. How hard could sex ed be, after all? Unfortunately,
there were only eight spots. Four available for female students; and
four available for male students.
The classroom had 8 traditional school desks, aligned in 2 rows of 4.
But the back wall & 2 side walls each had a sofa. They were
separated by end tables with lamps lit, to provide soft lighting, except
near the teacher’s desk, up front. A large soft area rug was off to
the side of the teacher’s desk. A whiteboard was the only item mounted
to the walls, and it was centered on the front wall, between the rug
& teacher’s desk.
Sommerset College draws students mostly from the surrounding counties
on the western side of rural Alberta. It wasn’t surprising that some of
the students in this class came from the same high school.
“Oh, look, Lindsay’s here, too.” Sunny smiled at the redhead as she entered the room.
“Hi, Sunny.” Lindsay said. “Hey, Andrea. Hey, Samantha.”
“Oh, this is going to be fun!” Sunny giggled.
“Whatever.” Samantha just rolled her eyes. “I’m just glad to be out
of high school. No more bells ringing, no more crappy cafeteria food,
and no more uniforms.”
“Aw, I liked the uniforms.” Sunny complained. “They’re cute.”
She pictured her old high school outfit. It was the same as every
other girl’s, A short, pleated, navy skirt with a short sleeved, white
button up shirt. She often twirled around, her skirt floating up around
her with her movements.
“Of course, you liked it.” Samantha grumbled. “Every time the wind blows, everyone saw your panties.”
“What does that mean?” Samantha asked.
“It means that some of us like keeping our boobs inside our shirt.”
Samantha gestured at Sunny’s blouse that was straining to contain her
large chest, the buttons hanging on for dear life. “But what can you
expect from a girl with a pornstar name.”
“Hey, don’t be like that, Sam.” Lindsay chided, pushing her glasses up her nose. “I like your name, Sunny.”
Sunny beamed at her, grateful. Lindsay was a kind & well-behaved
young lady from a conservative family. She respected everyone, and
everyone at the old high school liked her.
“Can you all shut up and sit down?” Andrea snapped, annoyed. So, all
four of these ladies already knew each other, But who else will be in
the class?
Sunny and Lindsay shirked, and quickly took their seats as a few of
the unknown male students filed in. Chris and Daniel were the first guys
to arrive, laughing about some joke as they came in the door. They were
from the county to the north. Finding the front row taken by the girls,
they took two seats in the second row and slid their backpacks under
their seats.
“Only eight students, huh?” Daniel asked. “I hope this class isn’t too hard. I need a good grade.”
“Relax, Danny.” Chris locked his fingers behind his head and leaned
back. “It’s just sex ed. Essentially basic anatomy and common sense. You
know, wrap it up and don’t knock anyone up. That sort of stuff.”
“Do you mind?” Andrea asked, angrily.
“Sorry.” Chris grinned at her, apologetically. “I’ll put a lid on it now.”
He mimed zipping his lips shut and throwing away a key. Andrea just
rolled her eyes and went back to her phone, only to be interrupted a
couple seconds later by a loud voice.
“Everyone ready to learn about sex?” David popped into the room. He was from Edmonton and very extroverted.
“Oh, Great!” Andrea said, exasperated. “One more idiot in this class.”
“Aw, don’t be so mean, bitch.” He winked at her. “You could use a little humor. Might make you more approachable.”
“Over my dead body.” She shot back.
Tanner was the last to show up. He took his seat without a word and
dumped his backpack on the floor. He played on the hockey team and grew
up on a dairy farm. His dorm was just down the hall from Chris’s.
“Tanner, you’re taking this?” Chris asked, surprised. “I would have
thought you would take some kind of animal husbandry or something.”
“I wanted to, but my mom made me take this.” He answered. “She’s
terrified that I’ll get a girl pregnant at college and lose my hockey
scholarship.”
“Well, why don’t you just keep your dick in your pants then?” Andrea offered.
“Is your voice always that irritating?” Tanner countered.
Andrea glared and opened her mouth to respond when their instructor
walked in, her heels clicking on the linoleum tiles. She set her
briefcase down on the desk and turned to the white board. In big
letters, she wrote ‘Miss Banks’ and ‘Advanced Sex Ed’ in red marker and
spun to face the class. She looked to be about thirty years old and very
beautiful. She was dressed professionally, in a tight, black pencil
skirt and a matching blazer over her white dress shirt. The top button
was undone on her shirt, showing off her generous cleavage that was
threatening to rip her top open.
“Good afternoon, class.” She greeted, her icy, yet sexy voice
commanding all of their attention. “I am your instructor, Miss Banks. I
see everyone is here. That’s good. We’ll begin.”
The Girls:
Sunny: Height-5'9”, Hair-Blonde, Breasts-DD, Personality- Cheerful, slutty, dumb, stereotypical blonde.
Andrea: Height-5'0", Hair-Dark brown, Breasts-C, Personality- Demanding, smart, valedictorian type, no-nonsense.
Samantha: Height-5'2", Hair-Black, Breasts-D, Personality- Jaded, dark, goth type, snarky.
Lindsay: Height-5'4", Hair-Ginger, Breasts-B, Personality- Kind, smart, talkative, well behaved.
The Guys:
Chris: Height-6'0", Size-8", Personality- Outgoing, smart, well mannered, well-spoken, athletic.
David: Height-5'8", Size-7", Personality- Joker, loud, class clown.
Tanner: Height-6'3", Size-9.5", Personality- Quiet, strong, athletic, calm with a short fuse.
Daniel: Height-5'11", Size-7.5", Personality- Introverted, friends with Chris.
The Teacher:
Miss Banks: Height-5'10", Hair-Light brown, Breasts-DD, Personality-Strict, provocative, Dom, playfully evil.
She opened her briefcase and pulled out a stack of papers. Tapping
them on the desktop to line them up neatly, she walked down the rows of
desks and handed one to each student. When each of them had received a
packet, she returned to the front of the room.
“This is the course syllabus.” She explained. “It details all the
material we will be covering throughout the semester, the schedule, and,
most importantly, my expectations. Before we begin, I trust you ladies
all fulfilled the pre-requisites for this course?”
The girls looked at each other and nodded, remembering the notice
they had gotten before the semester began that had instructed them to
visit their pharmacist and begin taking birth control pills. Andrea
raised her hand.
“Yes. Andrea, right?” Miss Banks confirmed, looking at her roster sheet. “What is it?”
It says these first six class dates are labs. So why are we meeting in
this room? It looks like a hybrid classroom & lounge?”
“You’re curious, Andrea. I like that. You’ll understand the
accommodations by the time we end our first 2-hour lab session, today.”
The Milf teacher said with a smile.
“But why do we need to be taking birth control pills?” Andrea added. “That seems like a weird requirement.”
“This is a sexual education course.” Miss Banks answered. “Of course,
we want to promote safe sex. I would have thought that to be obvious to
a student as intelligent as you.”
Andrea shrunk in her seat, her face red and embarrassed at having
been called out for not knowing something. Miss Banks just smiled and
looked over the other students.
“Any other questions?” she asked.
She paused for a few seconds, looking for any hands. When none were forthcoming, she continued.
“Okay. I’ll give you two minutes to take a look through the syllabus.
Read everything carefully and then, we’ll stop for questions again.”
She took her seat and began organizing her materials as the students
read in silence. A minute later, Lindsay raised her hand. Glancing up,
Miss Banks noticed and called on her, referring to her roster again.
“Yes, do you have a question…Lindsay?”
“Yeah, this curriculum is very…detailed.” She noted.
“I’m afraid I don’t understand your question.”
“Well, some of the material is; unexpected.” Lindsay continued,
reading off some of the listed subjects. “Oral? Anal? Threesomes?”
“Ah.” Miss Banks nodded. “Well, as I’m sure you are aware, this is Advanced Sex Ed .”
She uncapped her marker and underlined the word 'Advanced’ on the white board.
“This is not your basic freshman college course.” She explained. “You
already know the basics of sexual intercourse. This class will give you
more extensive knowledge and techniques.”
Still unsure with what that all meant, Lindsay dropped her hand and
just went back to reading. Having just turned 18 this past summer,
Lindsay never told her parents that she signed up for this alternative
class. She was already feeling sorta slutty for taking the required
birth control pills. She loved what the pills did for her cleavage, but
she was starting to question her decision.
Samantha asked why the females were told to wear skirts in the labs;
“I thought I was done with skirts when I finished prep school?” Miss
Banks said; “Most all labs have some required garments. And they are
often for safety in the lab. But in some ways these labs will feel more
like a phys ed effort. Skirts just make things more comfortable for the
ladies, but more importantly, it allow us to quickly set up for, and
complete some of the lab assignments. Our time is limited and you’re all
expected to respect each other by not wasting our time, unnecessarily.”
A minute later, Miss Banks stood up and addressed the class.
“Okay, now that you have all gotten an opportunity to read through
the course overview and we have gotten any questions out of the way, let
us get started.”
She turned to the white board again and wrote 'Oral’ in big, neat
lettering and underlined it twice. Capping her marker, she turned back
to the class.
“We have a lot of work to cover this semester, so we’ll jump right
into it today, beginning with oral. This is a basic principle of sexual
intercourse so it’s nothing too advanced for you all yet. This will also
give me a good starting point to judge where all of your levels are at.
Lindsay, since you had some questions concerning the curriculum,
perhaps you can begin. Please join me up front.”
She stepped around from behind her desk and waited. Lindsay looked
around, puzzled, but she stood and walked to the front of the room to
stand next to the instructor, her hands clasped in front of her. Miss
Banks looked around the room at the other students.
“Hum, let’s see…” she looked down at her roster. “Chris, how about you join us as well.”
Chris was just as confused as Lindsay, but he rose from his seat and joined the two of them at the front.
“Okay, Lindsay.” Miss Banks said. “Let’s see how much experience you have. Perform oral on Chris.”
Lindsay’s jaw dropped, flabbergasted. This guy was a total stranger to her!
“Excuse me?” she asked.
“Please listen close so I do not have to repeat myself in the
future.” Miss Banks chastised. “Now, perform oral sex on Chris to the
best of your abilities. Be quick about it.”
Lindsay, still frozen in shock, just stood there as Miss Banks pushed
her down to her knees before this guy she didn’t know at all. She
looked up at the equally surprised young man looking down at her and
then back to their instructor. Never one to defy authority, Lindsay was
in utter shock. Miss Banks just sighed and pinched the bridge of her
nose.
“Chris, perhaps you can help her get started.” Miss Banks suggested. “Unzip your pants and present your penis.”
Chris snapped out of his shock, then unsnapped & unzipped his
pants. Reaching into the opening of his boxer briefs, he pulled his dick
through and into view. He jumped as Miss Banks grabbed hold of him and
started stroking him to erection. Her talented hands had him to full
mast within seconds. When she released him, his long cock was now no
more than an inch from Lindsay’s cute face. Miss Banks put her palm on
the back of the little teen’s head and nudged her forward, bumping her
lips into Chris’s tip.
“Open up.” Miss Banks ordered.
Galvanized into action by Miss Banks’ steely voice, Lindsay opened
her stunned mouth and took the first inch of Chris’s thick penis into
her mouth.
“That’s better.” Miss Banks said. “Now hurry up and suck him off. We don’t have all day, you know.”
Lindsay complied to the best of her ability, sucking on his head and
running her tongue around him. Unfortunately, she had limited experience
in the blowjob department. Her previous oral encounters had been few
and far between and nowhere close to the size of Chris. Faced with the
prospect of blowing the biggest cock she had ever seen, she didn’t even
know where to begin. Fortunately, Miss Banks was there to coach her and
give her tips.
“Move your head.” She said. “You need to put some motion into it, like so.”
The teacher’s hand on her head guided her back and forth in a
standard BJ motion. She helped her get started and then let her go on
her own devices. Lindsay continued to bob her head once Miss Banks’ hand
fell away. She sealed her lips tightly around him and applied suction,
her cheeks hollowing out. Chris was groaning in pleasure, but he didn’t
seem to be any closer to finishing any time soon.
“Go deeper, honey.” Miss Banks urged.
Pushing her slipping glasses back up her nose, Lindsay did what she
was told and went a bit deeper. She pushed forward three inches until
the tip of Chris’s cock bumped into the back of her mouth, causing her
to gag and pull back immediately.
“Try again.” Her teacher said. “A bit deeper this time.”
Lindsay blinked back some tears and breathed in, going forward again.
When his dick poked at her throat again, she tried to go further, but
her instincts repelled her in a fit of coughing. Miss Banks looked down
at her, somewhat disappointed.
“It seems you’re very inexperienced at this.” She noted. “At this
rate, we’ll be here all class waiting for you to finish. Keep sucking,
girl, and I’ll give you a hand.”
Miss Banks literally gave her a hand, wrapping her fingers around the
remaining length of Chris that was not in Lindsay’s mouth. Bending down
to drop a long string of saliva onto the top of his cock, she twisted
her hand around, spreading the lubricating liquid. With his shaft now
slick, she started stroking him vigorously.
This was no rookie blowjob now. With the combination of Lindsay’s
soft mouth sucking his head and Miss Bank’s skilled hand stroking the
rest of him, Chris was grunting and thrusting his hips within minutes,
drawing ever closer to climax. Miss Banks watched his face and movements
closely, monitoring how far along he was. When she saw he was about to
cum, she leaned towards Lindsay’s bobbing head.
“Make sure you swallow it all.” She ordered.
Before Lindsay could register what her teacher had said, she felt a
hot burst of semen fill her mouth. She squealed and started to pull away
from the salty, sweet stream. Her practiced eye recognizing that the
redhead teen was about to retreat, Miss Banks released Chris’s cock and
took a firm grip of the girl’s hair, holding her in place. She quickly
brought her other hand in to continue jerking him as well.
“I said to swallow!” she commanded.
Lindsay’s cheeks were now puffed out like a chipmunk, full of warm
jizz. Closing her eyes, she reluctantly gulped down the copious fluid as
Chris’s balls continued to flood her mouth, spurred on by Miss Bank’s
manual actions. She pulled back as the instructor finally released her
and the final spurt of semen landed on her glasses, dripping down the
clear lens.
“You have a long way to go, Lindsay.” Miss Banks told the coughing
girl. “But this was a decent start. You may return to your seat. You
too, Chris. Thank you.”
Chris tucked his softening dick back into his pants and strode back
to his seat, shrugging to his bewildered friend, Daniel. Lindsay wiped
her glasses on her skirt and stood, returning to her desk.
“And Lindsay.” The redhead turned as she heard her name. “I better not have to tell you to swallow twice again. Understood?”
A chill went through her as she met the icy eyes of her instructor
and she nodded hurriedly, sitting down. Lindsay was devastated, but
somewhat proud that she was learning and experiencing things she was
previously banned from even knowing about, in her home.
“Good.” Miss Banks said. “Now, who wants to go next?”
“Oh, me!” Sunny’s hand flew up into the air. “I want to go next, Miss
Banks!” Lindsay marveled at Sunny’s boldness, confidence, and passion
for the assignment.
“Certainly, Sunny.” Miss Banks replied, happy to find a willing
student. “Come to the front. How about we have; David as well. Both of
you come up.” Sunny dropped to her knees immediately, pulling David
toward her and smiling excitedly as she unbuckled, unsnapped, &
yanked down his zipper and fished his hardening cock and balls out of
his loose boxers. Sunny had never met David, but that didn’t matter to
her. Without a moment’s hesitation, she bent forward and engulfed his
half hard penis in her mouth, bathing him in her warm saliva. Using her
hands to match her head’s movements, Sunny stroked his base and sucked
on him with gusto, showing considerably more skill than Lindsay.
The normally loud, jokey David was rendered speechless by the eager
blowjob that the beautiful, busty blonde was giving him. She delved
deep, pushing his tip down her throat repeatedly. Her other hand joined
the first and reached in the opening of his pants to massage and fondle
his testicles. David moaned as her deft fingers gently squeezed his
balls, making his cock jump in her mouth.
Sunny stopped stroking and placed her hands on his thighs. Winking up
at him, she swallowed his cock whole, deepthroating him in one fluid
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Unsuspecting college freshmen sign off for an “Advanced Sex Ed’ class.
Based on the work of firebird68. Listen to the Podcast on Steamy Stories
“Hey, everybody!”
Samantha groaned as she recognized the bubbly, happy voice
immediately. She looked up and confirmed her guess as Sunny skipped into
the classroom. Samantha didn’t exactly get along with Sunny. The
blonde’s happy-go-lucky persona and perpetual cheerfulness made her
nauseous. Still, the girl didn’t seem to get the hint and refused to
leave her alone. She sighed as Sunny noticed her sitting at one of the
desks and waved, bouncing over to her.
“Samantha!” she said. “You’re in this class, too?”
“Why would I be in here if I wasn’t in the class?” Samantha responded.
“Oh, good point. Hey, Andrea, you’re taking this course, too? I would have thought you would be taking something else.”
“The other electives were too stupid.” Andrea answered, not looking up from her phone.
That, Samantha could agree with. At Sommerset College, all freshmen
students were required to take a sex education course in the fall
semester. All students were required to take a basic sex ed, in past
years; but this year there was a new elective being offered for those
who already took AP human anatomy in high school. This option was called
Advanced Sex Ed . It sounded like an easy A+ to all these AP students
so many had applied. How hard could sex ed be, after all? Unfortunately,
there were only eight spots. Four available for female students; and
four available for male students.
The classroom had 8 traditional school desks, aligned in 2 rows of 4.
But the back wall & 2 side walls each had a sofa. They were
separated by end tables with lamps lit, to provide soft lighting, except
near the teacher’s desk, up front. A large soft area rug was off to
the side of the teacher’s desk. A whiteboard was the only item mounted
to the walls, and it was centered on the front wall, between the rug
& teacher’s desk.
Sommerset College draws students mostly from the surrounding counties
on the western side of rural Alberta. It wasn’t surprising that some of
the students in this class came from the same high school.
“Oh, look, Lindsay’s here, too.” Sunny smiled at the redhead as she entered the room.
“Hi, Sunny.” Lindsay said. “Hey, Andrea. Hey, Samantha.”
“Oh, this is going to be fun!” Sunny giggled.
“Whatever.” Samantha just rolled her eyes. “I’m just glad to be out
of high school. No more bells ringing, no more crappy cafeteria food,
and no more uniforms.”
“Aw, I liked the uniforms.” Sunny complained. “They’re cute.”
She pictured her old high school outfit. It was the same as every
other girl’s, A short, pleated, navy skirt with a short sleeved, white
button up shirt. She often twirled around, her skirt floating up around
her with her movements.
“Of course, you liked it.” Samantha grumbled. “Every time the wind blows, everyone saw your panties.”
“What does that mean?” Samantha asked.
“It means that some of us like keeping our boobs inside our shirt.”
Samantha gestured at Sunny’s blouse that was straining to contain her
large chest, the buttons hanging on for dear life. “But what can you
expect from a girl with a pornstar name.”
“Hey, don’t be like that, Sam.” Lindsay chided, pushing her glasses up her nose. “I like your name, Sunny.”
Sunny beamed at her, grateful. Lindsay was a kind & well-behaved
young lady from a conservative family. She respected everyone, and
everyone at the old high school liked her.
“Can you all shut up and sit down?” Andrea snapped, annoyed. So, all
four of these ladies already knew each other, But who else will be in
the class?
Sunny and Lindsay shirked, and quickly took their seats as a few of
the unknown male students filed in. Chris and Daniel were the first guys
to arrive, laughing about some joke as they came in the door. They were
from the county to the north. Finding the front row taken by the girls,
they took two seats in the second row and slid their backpacks under
their seats.
“Only eight students, huh?” Daniel asked. “I hope this class isn’t too hard. I need a good grade.”
“Relax, Danny.” Chris locked his fingers behind his head and leaned
back. “It’s just sex ed. Essentially basic anatomy and common sense. You
know, wrap it up and don’t knock anyone up. That sort of stuff.”
“Do you mind?” Andrea asked, angrily.
“Sorry.” Chris grinned at her, apologetically. “I’ll put a lid on it now.”
He mimed zipping his lips shut and throwing away a key. Andrea just
rolled her eyes and went back to her phone, only to be interrupted a
couple seconds later by a loud voice.
“Everyone ready to learn about sex?” David popped into the room. He was from Edmonton and very extroverted.
“Oh, Great!” Andrea said, exasperated. “One more idiot in this class.”
“Aw, don’t be so mean, bitch.” He winked at her. “You could use a little humor. Might make you more approachable.”
“Over my dead body.” She shot back.
Tanner was the last to show up. He took his seat without a word and
dumped his backpack on the floor. He played on the hockey team and grew
up on a dairy farm. His dorm was just down the hall from Chris’s.
“Tanner, you’re taking this?” Chris asked, surprised. “I would have
thought you would take some kind of animal husbandry or something.”
“I wanted to, but my mom made me take this.” He answered. “She’s
terrified that I’ll get a girl pregnant at college and lose my hockey
scholarship.”
“Well, why don’t you just keep your dick in your pants then?” Andrea offered.
“Is your voice always that irritating?” Tanner countered.
Andrea glared and opened her mouth to respond when their instructor
walked in, her heels clicking on the linoleum tiles. She set her
briefcase down on the desk and turned to the white board. In big
letters, she wrote ‘Miss Banks’ and ‘Advanced Sex Ed’ in red marker and
spun to face the class. She looked to be about thirty years old and very
beautiful. She was dressed professionally, in a tight, black pencil
skirt and a matching blazer over her white dress shirt. The top button
was undone on her shirt, showing off her generous cleavage that was
threatening to rip her top open.
“Good afternoon, class.” She greeted, her icy, yet sexy voice
commanding all of their attention. “I am your instructor, Miss Banks. I
see everyone is here. That’s good. We’ll begin.”
The Girls:
Sunny: Height-5'9”, Hair-Blonde, Breasts-DD, Personality- Cheerful, slutty, dumb, stereotypical blonde.
Andrea: Height-5'0", Hair-Dark brown, Breasts-C, Personality- Demanding, smart, valedictorian type, no-nonsense.
Samantha: Height-5'2", Hair-Black, Breasts-D, Personality- Jaded, dark, goth type, snarky.
Lindsay: Height-5'4", Hair-Ginger, Breasts-B, Personality- Kind, smart, talkative, well behaved.
The Guys:
Chris: Height-6'0", Size-8", Personality- Outgoing, smart, well mannered, well-spoken, athletic.
David: Height-5'8", Size-7", Personality- Joker, loud, class clown.
Tanner: Height-6'3", Size-9.5", Personality- Quiet, strong, athletic, calm with a short fuse.
Daniel: Height-5'11", Size-7.5", Personality- Introverted, friends with Chris.
The Teacher:
Miss Banks: Height-5'10", Hair-Light brown, Breasts-DD, Personality-Strict, provocative, Dom, playfully evil.
She opened her briefcase and pulled out a stack of papers. Tapping
them on the desktop to line them up neatly, she walked down the rows of
desks and handed one to each student. When each of them had received a
packet, she returned to the front of the room.
“This is the course syllabus.” She explained. “It details all the
material we will be covering throughout the semester, the schedule, and,
most importantly, my expectations. Before we begin, I trust you ladies
all fulfilled the pre-requisites for this course?”
The girls looked at each other and nodded, remembering the notice
they had gotten before the semester began that had instructed them to
visit their pharmacist and begin taking birth control pills. Andrea
raised her hand.
“Yes. Andrea, right?” Miss Banks confirmed, looking at her roster sheet. “What is it?”
It says these first six class dates are labs. So why are we meeting in
this room? It looks like a hybrid classroom & lounge?”
“You’re curious, Andrea. I like that. You’ll understand the
accommodations by the time we end our first 2-hour lab session, today.”
The Milf teacher said with a smile.
“But why do we need to be taking birth control pills?” Andrea added. “That seems like a weird requirement.”
“This is a sexual education course.” Miss Banks answered. “Of course,
we want to promote safe sex. I would have thought that to be obvious to
a student as intelligent as you.”
Andrea shrunk in her seat, her face red and embarrassed at having
been called out for not knowing something. Miss Banks just smiled and
looked over the other students.
“Any other questions?” she asked.
She paused for a few seconds, looking for any hands. When none were forthcoming, she continued.
“Okay. I’ll give you two minutes to take a look through the syllabus.
Read everything carefully and then, we’ll stop for questions again.”
She took her seat and began organizing her materials as the students
read in silence. A minute later, Lindsay raised her hand. Glancing up,
Miss Banks noticed and called on her, referring to her roster again.
“Yes, do you have a question…Lindsay?”
“Yeah, this curriculum is very…detailed.” She noted.
“I’m afraid I don’t understand your question.”
“Well, some of the material is; unexpected.” Lindsay continued,
reading off some of the listed subjects. “Oral? Anal? Threesomes?”
“Ah.” Miss Banks nodded. “Well, as I’m sure you are aware, this is Advanced Sex Ed .”
She uncapped her marker and underlined the word 'Advanced’ on the white board.
“This is not your basic freshman college course.” She explained. “You
already know the basics of sexual intercourse. This class will give you
more extensive knowledge and techniques.”
Still unsure with what that all meant, Lindsay dropped her hand and
just went back to reading. Having just turned 18 this past summer,
Lindsay never told her parents that she signed up for this alternative
class. She was already feeling sorta slutty for taking the required
birth control pills. She loved what the pills did for her cleavage, but
she was starting to question her decision.
Samantha asked why the females were told to wear skirts in the labs;
“I thought I was done with skirts when I finished prep school?” Miss
Banks said; “Most all labs have some required garments. And they are
often for safety in the lab. But in some ways these labs will feel more
like a phys ed effort. Skirts just make things more comfortable for the
ladies, but more importantly, it allow us to quickly set up for, and
complete some of the lab assignments. Our time is limited and you’re all
expected to respect each other by not wasting our time, unnecessarily.”
A minute later, Miss Banks stood up and addressed the class.
“Okay, now that you have all gotten an opportunity to read through
the course overview and we have gotten any questions out of the way, let
us get started.”
She turned to the white board again and wrote 'Oral’ in big, neat
lettering and underlined it twice. Capping her marker, she turned back
to the class.
“We have a lot of work to cover this semester, so we’ll jump right
into it today, beginning with oral. This is a basic principle of sexual
intercourse so it’s nothing too advanced for you all yet. This will also
give me a good starting point to judge where all of your levels are at.
Lindsay, since you had some questions concerning the curriculum,
perhaps you can begin. Please join me up front.”
She stepped around from behind her desk and waited. Lindsay looked
around, puzzled, but she stood and walked to the front of the room to
stand next to the instructor, her hands clasped in front of her. Miss
Banks looked around the room at the other students.
“Hum, let’s see…” she looked down at her roster. “Chris, how about you join us as well.”
Chris was just as confused as Lindsay, but he rose from his seat and joined the two of them at the front.
“Okay, Lindsay.” Miss Banks said. “Let’s see how much experience you have. Perform oral on Chris.”
Lindsay’s jaw dropped, flabbergasted. This guy was a total stranger to her!
“Excuse me?” she asked.
“Please listen close so I do not have to repeat myself in the
future.” Miss Banks chastised. “Now, perform oral sex on Chris to the
best of your abilities. Be quick about it.”
Lindsay, still frozen in shock, just stood there as Miss Banks pushed
her down to her knees before this guy she didn’t know at all. She
looked up at the equally surprised young man looking down at her and
then back to their instructor. Never one to defy authority, Lindsay was
in utter shock. Miss Banks just sighed and pinched the bridge of her
nose.
“Chris, perhaps you can help her get started.” Miss Banks suggested. “Unzip your pants and present your penis.”
Chris snapped out of his shock, then unsnapped & unzipped his
pants. Reaching into the opening of his boxer briefs, he pulled his dick
through and into view. He jumped as Miss Banks grabbed hold of him and
started stroking him to erection. Her talented hands had him to full
mast within seconds. When she released him, his long cock was now no
more than an inch from Lindsay’s cute face. Miss Banks put her palm on
the back of the little teen’s head and nudged her forward, bumping her
lips into Chris’s tip.
“Open up.” Miss Banks ordered.
Galvanized into action by Miss Banks’ steely voice, Lindsay opened
her stunned mouth and took the first inch of Chris’s thick penis into
her mouth.
“That’s better.” Miss Banks said. “Now hurry up and suck him off. We don’t have all day, you know.”
Lindsay complied to the best of her ability, sucking on his head and
running her tongue around him. Unfortunately, she had limited experience
in the blowjob department. Her previous oral encounters had been few
and far between and nowhere close to the size of Chris. Faced with the
prospect of blowing the biggest cock she had ever seen, she didn’t even
know where to begin. Fortunately, Miss Banks was there to coach her and
give her tips.
“Move your head.” She said. “You need to put some motion into it, like so.”
The teacher’s hand on her head guided her back and forth in a
standard BJ motion. She helped her get started and then let her go on
her own devices. Lindsay continued to bob her head once Miss Banks’ hand
fell away. She sealed her lips tightly around him and applied suction,
her cheeks hollowing out. Chris was groaning in pleasure, but he didn’t
seem to be any closer to finishing any time soon.
“Go deeper, honey.” Miss Banks urged.
Pushing her slipping glasses back up her nose, Lindsay did what she
was told and went a bit deeper. She pushed forward three inches until
the tip of Chris’s cock bumped into the back of her mouth, causing her
to gag and pull back immediately.
“Try again.” Her teacher said. “A bit deeper this time.”
Lindsay blinked back some tears and breathed in, going forward again.
When his dick poked at her throat again, she tried to go further, but
her instincts repelled her in a fit of coughing. Miss Banks looked down
at her, somewhat disappointed.
“It seems you’re very inexperienced at this.” She noted. “At this
rate, we’ll be here all class waiting for you to finish. Keep sucking,
girl, and I’ll give you a hand.”
Miss Banks literally gave her a hand, wrapping her fingers around the
remaining length of Chris that was not in Lindsay’s mouth. Bending down
to drop a long string of saliva onto the top of his cock, she twisted
her hand around, spreading the lubricating liquid. With his shaft now
slick, she started stroking him vigorously.
This was no rookie blowjob now. With the combination of Lindsay’s
soft mouth sucking his head and Miss Bank’s skilled hand stroking the
rest of him, Chris was grunting and thrusting his hips within minutes,
drawing ever closer to climax. Miss Banks watched his face and movements
closely, monitoring how far along he was. When she saw he was about to
cum, she leaned towards Lindsay’s bobbing head.
“Make sure you swallow it all.” She ordered.
Before Lindsay could register what her teacher had said, she felt a
hot burst of semen fill her mouth. She squealed and started to pull away
from the salty, sweet stream. Her practiced eye recognizing that the
redhead teen was about to retreat, Miss Banks released Chris’s cock and
took a firm grip of the girl’s hair, holding her in place. She quickly
brought her other hand in to continue jerking him as well.
“I said to swallow!” she commanded.
Lindsay’s cheeks were now puffed out like a chipmunk, full of warm
jizz. Closing her eyes, she reluctantly gulped down the copious fluid as
Chris’s balls continued to flood her mouth, spurred on by Miss Bank’s
manual actions. She pulled back as the instructor finally released her
and the final spurt of semen landed on her glasses, dripping down the
clear lens.
“You have a long way to go, Lindsay.” Miss Banks told the coughing
girl. “But this was a decent start. You may return to your seat. You
too, Chris. Thank you.”
Chris tucked his softening dick back into his pants and strode back
to his seat, shrugging to his bewildered friend, Daniel. Lindsay wiped
her glasses on her skirt and stood, returning to her desk.
“And Lindsay.” The redhead turned as she heard her name. “I better not have to tell you to swallow twice again. Understood?”
A chill went through her as she met the icy eyes of her instructor
and she nodded hurriedly, sitting down. Lindsay was devastated, but
somewhat proud that she was learning and experiencing things she was
previously banned from even knowing about, in her home.
“Good.” Miss Banks said. “Now, who wants to go next?”
“Oh, me!” Sunny’s hand flew up into the air. “I want to go next, Miss
Banks!” Lindsay marveled at Sunny’s boldness, confidence, and passion
for the assignment.
“Certainly, Sunny.” Miss Banks replied, happy to find a willing
student. “Come to the front. How about we have; David as well. Both of
you come up.” Sunny dropped to her knees immediately, pulling David
toward her and smiling excitedly as she unbuckled, unsnapped, &
yanked down his zipper and fished his hardening cock and balls out of
his loose boxers. Sunny had never met David, but that didn’t matter to
her. Without a moment’s hesitation, she bent forward and engulfed his
half hard penis in her mouth, bathing him in her warm saliva. Using her
hands to match her head’s movements, Sunny stroked his base and sucked
on him with gusto, showing considerably more skill than Lindsay.
The normally loud, jokey David was rendered speechless by the eager
blowjob that the beautiful, busty blonde was giving him. She delved
deep, pushing his tip down her throat repeatedly. Her other hand joined
the first and reached in the opening of his pants to massage and fondle
his testicles. David moaned as her deft fingers gently squeezed his
balls, making his cock jump in her mouth.
Sunny stopped stroking and placed her hands on his thighs. Winking up
at him, she swallowed his cock whole, deepthroating him in one fluid
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