Blair's Freshman Year By Volante DISCLAIMER: This is a copyrighted work and the intellectual property of the author. Any reposting or reproduction is strictly prohibited without the express written permission of the author. The contents of this story are fictitious. Any similarity to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story contains descriptions of sex. It is intended for adults only. If you are offended by material of this nature, are under the legal age in your location to read this material, or it is illegal for you to possess this material, go no further. Chapter 3 Ashley and I didn't speak about what had happened on Wednesday afternoon, but then again we didn't see each other but at dinner for the next couple of days. I got the impression that what had occurred was normal to her. But for me it was a life-changing event. Accepting girls as sexual partners was a huge deal. Could I do it again? Would I do it again? Would I have the opportunity to do it again? Another factor was the casualness of it all. I had lost my virginity to guy I had been dating for 3 months in high school. I had one other sex partner after him but it was also with someone I had been dating for a while. Being pushed into a no strings attached encounter was new to me. At least with Ashley, I liked it. I felt free and liberated. I mulled things over in my mind and decided to let these new experiences come to me full force. I would accept the challenges head on. I would let these new opportunities in my sexuality guide my way into womanhood. These thoughts were challenged on Friday during Ms. Carter's next class. The seats were again arranged in a half circle separating boys and girls. Carol and I took our seats. I noted that several other students had dropped out leaving 6 girls and 6 guys. I had trouble figuring out why guys were dropping out. The chance to be around naked women had to be a powerful incentive to return. Perhaps some were intimidated or nervous. Maybe some had girlfriends that didn't approve. Everyone who had gotten naked during the last class was still here. Ms. Carter arrived and as usual stripped bare. "Alright class, I expect that we have now weeded out all the closed minded people. If you are still with us now, I expect you to last the semester." "Now down to business," she continued. "During our last class I only gave a handful of daily points. Blair received a 100 for the day and all of the other girls received a zero. James got 50 points and Scott got 25. Let me remind you that each daily score will be averaged together to make a major grade, which will then be one fourth of your final grade. Without your daily grade you cannot make better than a 75 in this class, which is a D in this school. Also a D is considered failing." "With that in mind," she grinned. "I will be more generous with points for a while. 50 points to each student who strips naked for the remainder of the class today." With no hesitation I stood and began to disrobe. I looked and saw that this time everyone else beginning to stand, even Carol. I was glad to see her accepting this. The entire class was soon naked and back in their seats. Everyone was stealing glances at each other. I glimpsed several of the guys erect penises and I caught several of the stealing a glance at my chest or pubic hair. "Fantastic," exclaimed Ms. Carter. "Good to see everyone on the same path. 50 points to all. Now would anyone like to volunteer anything that happened to them as a result of the last class?" Erin raised her hand. Ms. Carter nodded to her to speak. "After getting naked and sharing details of our sex life, James and I went straight back to the dorm and did it. err. fucked for hours." I looked at James and he was grinning. Ms. Carter seemed pleased. "Our couple got horny did they? James do think that at the end of the semester if you would get just as horny from the class?" James said, "Maybe. I like looking at naked girls and if you and they are still naked then, perhaps." "That is something I want you to all take note in. I want you to monitor your excitement level now versus how you react 4 months from now," replied Ms. Carter. "I want you to each take note if exposure explicit sexuality changes your reaction to it." She paused for the thought to sink in. She then walked to the back of the room and grabbed a small table on wheels and brought it to the center of the group. The table was about waist high and had four poles extending from each corner toward the ceiling. "For this next activity we need a female volunteer." Ms. Carter announced. I quickly raised my hand. The 'new me' was taking over again. "Okay, Blair. I love your enthusiasm. You can be first. For you other girls you will get your opportunity after Blair. We can't have her steal the show everyday, you know. Blair please lay on your back on the table." I walked over and climbed on. The table was too short for my legs if I made room for my head to lie on its surface. Ms. Carter was soon at the foot of the table and took hold of my legs. She lifter one in each hand until each was pointing straight up. She deftly slipped each ankle into a kind of strap that was at the end of each the corner poles. Once my feet were up in the air and secured in place she made an adjustment to the poles, which made them swing out at a 45-degree angle. My legs were now in a 10 o'clock and 2 o'clock position. My pussy had never been on such open display. The class was staring right into my exposed cunt. My arousal was on the rise again. Ms. Carter started in a clinical tone, "Today we are going to explore the differences not only in males and females but in each other. Each of you will have your turn so please be patient. If at any time you wish for me to stop, just say so Blair." I nodded. Then from under the table she pulled out what looked like small camera on a swivel arm and positioned it right in front of pussy. Then I heard her flip a switch under the table and on the wall behind my head a giant projected image of my cunt appeared. I know I wanted to let my sexuality guide my way but again Ms. Carter was really pushing my boundaries. First naked in front of other girls. Then naked in front of class. Next I was spreading my cunt wide open! Although it was incremental with each step, each step was also a big leap for me. I knew I could have her stop but eventually resigned to let her continue. "I wanted to make sure everyone could see properly." Ms. Carter said. "Now if we look at this vagina we can notice some distinct characteristics. First note the shape and size for the lips. As we examine the others we will see some major differences. No two sexual organs are the same." Next, I felt her fingers spread my lips slightly opening my hood to expose my clitoris. I tilted my head back and saw the giant projection of her hands at my pussy. She began to give a basic female anatomy lesson pointing out various features of my sex. The entire time I was getting hotter and hotter. To feel her hands probing around and making tiny moments of contact with my clit was making me want more. At one point she said, "Also it is interesting to note that the female sex not only lubricates itself but it also can secret a semen like discharge upon orgasm." With that she started to massage my clit. She used her fingers to bring moisture from my pussy up to my clit. Rubbing in a circular motion I was soon lost to a wonderful orgasm. After I had stopped contracting, I felt her insert a finger into my pussy. She pulled back a very wet finger. She made some comments about secretions but I was in oblivion. I soon felt my legs being released and being helped off the table. I sat back in seat as Ms. Carter was asking for another volunteer. All of the girls except Carol volunteered in turn as she would identify the unique characteristics of their sex. Here expert fingers would then bring each girl quickly to orgasm. She one-by-one exposed, explored and brought off Erin, Kim, Julie and Missy. After all of the girls had been explored she began on the guys. She moved the table to back of the room and returned with an odd looking chair. First was Scott, the virgin. Ms. Carter had him sit in the chair and then strapped his arms into special braces behind the seat. "We don't need you interfering, now do we?" She said. She next pulled another camera from under the seat and aimed it at his bulging cock. After everything was set, she went into a detailed analysis of his penis. At one point she even measured his erection. He sized up at 7 inches. Then after a complete study of his cock and balls she wrapped her hand around his shaft and started to masturbate him. With all of the attention he had been getting he lasted only 15 or 20 seconds before he ejaculated. His cum spewed out and Ms. Carter let him rest a moment before she wiped up his mess. She released him and moved onto the next volunteer. Not surprising, but all of the guys had their turn under Ms. Carter's hands. Daniel, Steve and Will were all measured, commented upon and brought o climax. When Aaron had his penis measured he took top prize with 8 « inches. Ms. Carter had gone into a short lecture about guys and their sensitivity to penis size. When James was measured as the shortest at 6 « inches he joked, "Well look how big it is on the screen!" Everyone watched as each guy shoot his load. Ms. Carter took delight in pointing out interesting features about each boy's penis and his discharge. Finally Ms. Carter awarded each volunteer another 50 points and had us all get dressed again. After class Carol and I didn't have our usual lunch break. She was leaving for home for the weekend and wanted to get on the road early. I was proud of her for disrobing with the class but also disappointed that she was the only girl not get on the table today. I couldn't imagine what Ms. Carter would have our class doing next and I hoped Carol was up for it. I ended up having a quick bite alone and returned home to study. For the weekend I knew I had to bone up for a History test on Monday and complete a paper for English due on the same day. Hardly a week into college and already the professors were dishing out heavy homework. I managed to complete the paper for English but my History studies fell a little short when Ashley invited me to a party Saturday night. I joined her in plenty of drinking and flirting. She managed to hook up with a cute baseball jock senior and they left the party sometime after midnight. I was feeling intoxicated and alone. Although I figured if I promised sex I could easily pick up a guy for the night, I just didn't want to be slutting around. A least not right now. I returned home late and slept in even later. Sunday afternoon, Ashley filled me in on the details of her encounter as we lounged about in the pool. She told me about the wild sex she and her lucky guy had. She reveled in giving very explicit descriptions of all that had occurred. I think perhaps she had noticed how flush I was becoming from listening, so she spiced up her story all the more. After hearing about Ashley's romp I needed relief, so I finished the weekend with a long masturbation session with myself in bed Sunday night. I had brought myself to two orgasms before going to sleep. Monday morning my lack of studying reflected itself on the History test. I got a "D". My English paper passed with an "A -". Vowing to do better next time, I went to meet up with Carol for Sex class. She had returned late Sunday night and I had yet to see her since last Friday in class. Carol was already seated when I came in. I took my seat in the half-circle and stashed my books under my chair. Thinking about my poor performance with my History test that morning led me to think how we had yet to have any real homework or assignments from Ms. Carter yet. The only thing so far that had been required was to deal with social sexual taboos. Even though she was increasing the intensity each day, it had been bearable. Thinking about how every class she stripped naked and how others and myself had been naked for the past two classes, I decided to take a leap and try to impress Ms. Carter. She had yet to arrive for class, so I stood and began taking off my clothes. All of classmates were staring at me. "What are you doing?" asked Carol. "Just beating her to the punch." I replied. "For the past two classes she has asked us to get naked. Why will this one be any different?" Before anyone else could respond, Ms. Carter arrived. She began to take her own clothes off when she noticed I was nude. "Congratulations, Blair. Usually it takes until the third or forth weeks of class before anyone takes the initiative to strip before I ask them to. This will look very favorably on your participation grade. As for everyone else, go on. Get undressed. 20 points today for anyone being naked." Everyone soon was naked. Today there was a slight difference with everyone. I guess since she had so thoroughly explored and displayed our body's last Friday, no one was as shy. The girls weren't as carefully to keep their arms folded to cover their breasts. Guys sat more relaxed at their hard-ons were on bigger display. "Since we now understand how our bodies function in a sexual manor, it is time to start put this knowledge to practical applications. Also we will continue our assault on social acceptance within the realm of sexuality." Ms. Carter then pulled two small bags out of her brief case. "In these bags," she explained, "I have the names of each of you. One for the guys and one for the girls. Today we will let the girls pick their partners. Ladies when I get to each of you, reach in and pull out a name. That will be your partner for the day." She walked to each of us and we randomly selected our partners. On my turn, I reached in the bag and pulled out Scott's name. After we all had our partners selected. Ms. Carter ordered us to the rear of the classroom. Lined against the back wall today were a series of massage style tables. The girls were directed to get on the tables and lie on their backs. After each girl was situated, Ms. Carter revealed today's activity. "Last week, I showed how an experienced hand can bring a person to orgasm. Today we are going to work on your technique. Guys, your job is to make your girl have an orgasm. Guys may only use their hands and have 15 minutes to get their partners off." Carol, who was lying next to me, shot me a nervous look. I reached over and took her hand and mouthed the words, "It's okay. I'll be with you." "Start now." Ms. Carter said with timer in hand. I suddenly felt Scott's hand foundling my pubic mound. I noticed Carol grimace as James's hands began fingering her. I suppose that lately I had been turned on a lot but this was not arousing at all. Scott's hands were rough and unskilled. Often poking me and being rather uncomfortable. As I looked at the other girls I could tell by their faces that they weren't enjoying this either. After an eternity of being nowhere close to an orgasm, Ms. Carter called time. No one had come. Strangely enough the guys were all smiling and seemed happy with themselves. We were next instructed to switch positions. I stood up from the bed and Scott took his place lying on his back. I looked down the row of beds and saw all of the guys sporting giant erections. Scott's penis throbbed in anticipation. We all knew what was next. As expected Ms. Carter then told the girls to masturbate the cocks in front of them. We were given 15 minutes to accomplish the task. I took hold of Scott's penis with my right hand. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and started a series of slow and gentle strokes from the base to the head. I could feel his dick twitching in my hand as I very lightly massaged him. Scott's eyes were closed and occasionally he would let out a soft moan. I saw the other girls stroking their partner's cocks with similar effects. Even though I had been sexually active with two different guys in high school, I was still an amateur in the handling s of a cock. My past experiences, although pleasurable, were brief and didn't yield me much information concerning the practical workings of a penis. Obviously, Scott was been pleased by my efforts but I couldn't get past how quickly Ms. Carter had gotten each of us off three days earlier. I was soon reward for my work. Scott's legs and stomach clenched and his sperm erupted from the tip of his cock. He coated his stomach with white cum. I estimated he could have filled a small shot glass with the amount he released. On the next table, I heard James moaning. I looked and saw Carol rubbing the tip of his cock while semen spewed forth. She seemed proud of making him cum but turned off by the mess James had shot onto his own chest. One by one each of the men ejaculated with the aid of the girls standing beside them. As the men were briefly resting, Ms. Carter said, " Very good girls. Please help clean up your partner and everyone return to your seats." She distributed towels to each couple and I proceeded to sop up the cum from Scott's chest. His penis was limp now. A quick survey revealed all dicks were exhausted and shriveled. After retaking our seats, Ms. Carter asked, "To finish out the time in today's class let us discuss what just happened." She then looked at James. "James, why did you have an orgasm at the hands of Carol?" James grinned, "It felt good. I couldn't stop it." "Okay, " She said, apparently satisfied. "Then why did you fail to get Carol off? Did you not make her feel good?" He shot a quick glance at Carol, "I think she was too nervous," he said. "She never got into it." She turned her attention to Carol, "Were you into it?" "Not really," replied Carol. "I was not only nervous about being naked in class but also nervous about having a stranger fondle my privates." Ms. Carter looked at me. "Were you nervous, Blair?" "No. Well... maybe a little," I added. "But I wasn't fully aroused. I guess it felt kinda good but my juices just didn't get flowing." "Alright, A quick reviews shows that all the girls resisted having orgasms for the full 15 minutes but the guys all came within 7 minutes. What conclusions could be reached from this information?" Ms. Carter asked. She turned her took to Aaron. He shrugged, "Girls are harder to please sexually than guys." Chuckling, Ms. Carter said, "Interesting theory. But I managed to get off each girl with no problem last Friday." Aaron thought for second, "Girls know how to please other girls then, I suppose." "Could that statement," asked Ms. Carter, "be rephrased? Perhaps, it takes skill to give a girl an orgasm." James then interrupted, "I have given Erin many orgasms but I couldn't get Carol off. I suggest that the girls don't like being fondled by strangers." Ms. Carter acknowledged his comment. "Maybe, Carol requires different stimulation than Erin." He pondered that question. She continued, "The thing to remember here is that each girl does respond differently to different stimulation. When I took Erin to orgasm, I found that clitoral stimulation was enough. However when masturbating Julie, I found her to be responsive to vaginal stimulation so I inserted a couple of fingers. The lesson is to read your partners reaction to whatever you are doing." "I imagine that each of you guys," Ms. Carter said turning to face the boys, "were stimulating your partners in a fashion that either was a turn on to you not her, or you were pleasing her in way that you wanted her to pleased. Some guys enjoy inserting fingers into a wet pussy, but some girls don't respond to that. It may feel good and we may allow it to make the guy happy. But does it ultimately please the girl? That is what you guys need to learn. Later we can delve into various techniques on how to please a female and read the signs that you are successfully doing so." She then turned to the girls. "Okay, ladies. What can we learn about the guys getting off so quickly?" Erin raised her hand, "Men are easy. If you put a dick up against any kind of friction it goes off." All of the girls snickered at her comment. Laughing as well, Ms. Carter then followed up, "I'll sum up the guys for you gals. Let me tell you exactly how a guys likes his penis touched." She paused for effect. "As often as possible!" The girls all howled in laughter at that. A couple of the boys showed mock protest but everyone took it in jest. Ms. Carter indicated we could get dressed and dismissed class. Carol and I ate lunch together as usual. Carol actually said she enjoyed today's class. Even though James' hands were course as he felt her up she said it was great fun to watch him "shoot his stuff." Continued ..