Author: Connard Wellingham
Title: The Girls School
Part: Chapter 01
Summary: Adam Hazel finds a new job at an exclusive girl's school where he finds 
things are not quite as they seem...
Keywords: MF, Mf, FF, ff, M+F+f+, F+f+, bdsm, span, oral, cons

The Girl's School 
By: Connard Wellingham
Copyright (c) Connard Wellingham 2003

	This story contains what is known as 'adult content', ie sex.  Why one 
should be allowed to read about murder, torture, violence and killing but not 
sex is a mystery to me - but there you go, that's the way it is.  So if it is 
not legal for you to read about sex where you are, or you are deemed too young 
to read about sex or, you find stories about sex offensive - DO NOT READ THIS 
STORY.

	This story is fiction.  This story is FANTASY.  It is intended solely for 
your amusement and enjoyment.  The author would not like to mislead the more 
gullible among you that the world really is as depicted here.  Whether the world 
would be a better place if people did behave as they do in the story is a moot 
point.

	This story can be freely distributed so long as;
	a) neither the distributor nor the recipient make any profit from it,
	b) no words are changed without the author's consent,
	c) the author is credited with being the author,
	d) this warning section is included,
	e) acknowledgment is given to www.asstr.org as being the original source 
of the text.

	The author welcomes helpful comments and can be contacted at 
cwellingham@SoftHome.net.

Chapter 9 - Tackle Dummy (oral)

	As he made his way, rather blearily, to his first class, Anne called him 
into her office.

	"Hard night?" she asked with a grin.

	"You could say that," he replied sheepishly.

	"Adam, you remember when we talked I said I wanted you to act a as a sort 
of mentor for the girls?"  He nodded.  "I think it's time we moved on that and I 
would like to start this afternoon."

	For once a ready retort failed him.  "Oh?"

	"I believe you have some free time after lunch?"

	"Yes, until 2:30."

	"Good.  Would you come to the training room on the first floor, then, 
immediately after lunch."

	"Okay.  May I ask why?"

	 "You're about to fulfil the rest of your contract," she laughed.  "And be 
a tackle dummy.  I'll fill you in this afternoon."

	He left feeling both puzzled and intrigued.

~~~~~~~~~~

	He was making his coffee at break when Jacqueline sidled casually up to 
him.	

	"You're a complete bastard, you know," she announced.

	He tried not to look startled.  "Am I?"

	"You are.  I'm so sore all over I can hardly move."

	He grinned.  "You did ask for it.  I'm a bit of a wreck myself, this 
morning."

	"Serves you right."  She touched his arm.  "I just wanted you to know that 
last night was one of the best in my life.  Next time it'll be my turn."

	He looked down at her sensual face.  The idea of submitting to this hot, 
passionate woman caused a small shiver of excitement to run through him.

	"I don't know if that was a threat or a promise.  But I think I might take 
you up on it.  But not right now as I've been summonsed by Anne."

	"Give her hell," she murmured as she collected her cup and moved away.

	"Give me hell more like it," he muttered to himself.

~~~~~~~~~~

	Anne was already in the training room.  She had shed her business suit 
and was dressed in a pale blue watered silk robe, sheer black stockings and 
5-inch stilettos.

	"After what I heard about last night, this could be fun," she said.

	Adam flushed.  He was not feeling at his best.  "What do you want me 
to do," he asked a trifle petulantly. 

	"Don't be like that.  It might actually be an advantage that you're not 
feeling your usual self," she said briskly.  "As you can imagine, sex education 
plays quite a large part in our curriculum.  We teach the girls about every 
aspect of sex - from basic anatomy to pornography.  In the first year we take it 
a bit easy - we want the girls to become aware of their sexuality and be 
comfortable with it.  One strand is the human body as a sexual object - obvious 
things like what the clitoris is and how it gives pleasure.  You with me?  Now 
it's obviously fairly easy to discover female anatomy - a voyage of self 
discovery, you might say.  But male anatomy is a bit more difficult." She gave a 
short laugh.

	Adam was beginning to see where she was leading.  "And I am to be the a 
model of the male anatomy?"

	"Indeed.  Pictures and videos are one thing - but having a real, living, 
breathing male to look at and to touch is very different.  They need to be 
comfortable around men - familiar with their bodies; understand how they tick, 
sexually; know what turns them on and what doesn't; know how to read the 
signals.  So, this afternoon, I want you to be a model - a model they can touch 
and feel - and they will be touching and feeling, I can assure you.  You're 
going to be a sex object.  I'll be asking for comments and pointers along the 
way.  Oh, and don't cum until I tell you.  Okay?"

	Adam smiled ruefully.  "Okay.  I suppose it's just as well I'm not 100%, 
isn't it?"

	Anne gave a tinkling laugh.  "Indeed.  It saved me the job of ensuring you 
could last the distance," she teased.  "There's a robe and a pouch behind that 
screen.  Please change and wait till I call you."

	Behind the screen he found a dark blue robe with a dragon motif and a 
posing pouch.  He felt strange and surprisingly nervous stripping off in a 
classroom.  He had only just got the pouch adjusted when he heard the door open, 
the clatter of shoes on the floor and the chatter of nervous schoolgirl voices.  
There were rustling sounds as if clothes were being removed then Anne called the 
girls to order.

	"This afternoon," said Anne, when she had their attention, "we are going 
to do something slightly different.  So far we have studied both male and female 
anatomy and I trust you now have at least some basic knowledge of how male and 
female sexual organs work.  In case you haven't, there will be an exam at the 
end of term."  This was greeted with groans.  "This class is no different from 
any other.  All subjects are tested, you know that.

	"We have also discussed what are known as the secondary sexual 
characteristics and I have been encouraging you to explore your own sexual 
awareness.  However, male sexuality is another matter.  It's rather difficult to 
study men without having one present.  I don't suppose one of you has one hidden 
under the bed?"  There was a dutiful titter from the class.   "It so happens 
that we do have a man in the school who will assist our explorations.  Mr Hazel, 
please?"

	Taking his cue, Adam stepped from behind the screen.  The girls gasped as 
he stepped into view.  Several of them blushed or blanched and a few tried to 
cover themselves with their arms.  Adam was equally taken aback.  He felt his 
jaw hit the floor.  Eight 2nd year girls were arranged on seats in the room, all 
of them dressed in nothing more than white, lacy-topped stockings, suspender 
belts and white 3-inch stiletto sandals.  Anne had removed her robe to reveal 
that her sheer, black stockings were supported by a lacy, black suspender belt.  
But the item that set it off was the black harness bra that circled her breasts, 
lifting them into rounded cones.

	Anne clapped her hands sharply.  "Girls, that's quite enough.  Sit still 
with you hands on your knees, knees apart.  Mr Hazel, if you could pick you jaw 
up, we'll begin the lesson.  This is a sex education class and one must dress 
appropriately."  This was greeted by a flurry of giggles from the girls who were 
now eying Adam with surreptitious fascination.  Adam was, in his turn 
surreptitiously admiring eight downy-covered teenage pussies.  "Mr Hazel, if 
you'd care to remove your robe and stand just here?" Adam undid the belt and 
slipped it from his shoulders.  He took his time, making his movements 
deliberate.  Unconsciously, he tried to suck in his belly as he removed the robe 
and draped it over a chair.

	"Today's lesson will be in two parts: we will discuss the secondary sexual 
characteristics first and then deal with the primary characteristics.  Now who 
will start by saying how a man differs from a woman?"

	There was an embarrassed giggling then Donna shyly put up her hand.  
"Please Miss, a man has a thingy."

	"A thingy, Donna?  I've never seen one of those on a man, before," said 
Anne sharply.

	"You know, Miss, a... a..."

	"Come on Donna, spit it out."

	"A penis, Miss," Donna blurted, blushing furiously.

	"Very good, Donna.  That didn't hurt, did it?"  She wrote it on the 
whiteboard.  "Anyone else?"

	"A man has testicles, Miss," said Tricia.

	"Testes.  Right.  More?"

	"Broader shoulders."  "Narrower hips."  "No breasts."   The girls were 
relaxing now.   "Hair on his body."  "And on his face."   "Knobbly knees."   The 
class dissolved in laughter.

	"I don't think knobbly knees are a characteristic of men, Tanya" said 
Anne, trying to hide a smile.  "And Mr Hazel certainly hasn't got knobbly 
knees."

	"That's not really what I meant, Miss Henderson.  I meant that our legs, 
and yours, Miss, are sort of smooth and Mr Hazel's are... well, sort of knobbly."  
She blushed furiously.

	Anne smiled.  "That's very good, Tanya..  But I'm not sure that 'knobbly' 
is the right word.  Does everyone agree with Tanya?  Can anyone find a better 
description than 'knobbly'?"

	Eight pairs of eyes studied Adam intently.  He felt himself flush.

	"Mr Hazel, can you help us out?"

	"Huh?  Oh, yes.  In general a man's body tends to be more angular than a 
woman's.  I think it's something to do with subcutaneous fat."

	"Thank you, Mr Hazel.  Can anyone tell me what subcutaneous fat is and why 
it makes the female form more rounder and smoother looking than the male?  No?  
That's your homework exercise, then, for next week."

	This generated groans from all the girls.

	To Adam, the whole situation was unreal.  Here he stood, virtually naked, 
in front of eight fourteen-year-olds and their teacher dressed, or undressed, 
like models from a porn magazine sitting with their knees apart their charms on 
full display - and discussing subcutaneous fat!  He became aware that Anne was 
saying something to him.

	"Mr Hazel, if you could just turn round, please."

	"What?  Right."

	He slowly turned until his back was to the class. 

	"Right," said Anne.  "I think you can see that Mr Hazel exhibits all the 
characteristics we've listed.  So I think we can conclude that he is definitely 
a man." The girl giggled.  "Thank you, Mr Hazel, you can turn back now. 

	"Okay, not only does a man look different but he feels different.  Gather 
round."  Eight teens shuffled shyly up.  "I want you to touch Mr Hazel anywhere 
on his body but his genitals.  Come girls, don't be shy.  Mr Hazel won't bite."

	Adam smiled reassuringly at them and stretched out his arms.  "Start 
here," he suggested.

	Tanya smiled shyly up at him then reached out and gently ran her fingers 
up and down his arm.  Her touch was feather light and his arm broke out in 
goosebumps and the hairs on it stood up.  She gasped in surprise.

	"There," he smiled.  "You didn't expect that, did you?  That was because 
you touched me so softly.  Try the other arm."

	She ran her fingers up his other arm but, because she was thinking about 
it, his skin didn't react.

	"This time you were self-conscious," he said.  "And your touch was 
slightly heavier.  You have a nice gentle touch, though."

	The girl blushed.

	"Can I try?" asked Tricia.

	"You can, but I don't think it will work again.  Try something else."

	"Can I touch your chest?"

	"Of course.  Any part of me you like."

	Tentatively, she placed a hand flat upon his chest.  "You've got nipples," 
she said.

	"Yes.  They're not as sensitive as yours but men often like them being 
touched or kissed."

	She rubbed her across his nipple.  "Do you like that?"

	"Yes.  You have a nice touch, too."

	The ice having been broken, all the girls crowded round to touch him: 
shoulders, back, neck, arms, legs, chest and stomach.  Some were just content to 
feel him, others wanted to know if this or that was pleasant.  He wasn't sure at 
first how he would react to being pawed at by eight young girls.  But they 
didn't paw.  He was touched and stroked by sixteen respectful hands, was brushed 
accidentally by eight pairs of budding breasts.  Was cooed over by eight excited 
teens.  He found himself growing hot and his cock began to stiffen.  For a 
moment he worried about it then thought. 'This is a sex education class.'

	Anne had been monitoring the activity saw what was happening.  "Right, 
girls, I think that's enough for the moment."

	Reluctantly now, the girls stepped back.

	Suddenly, Sandie gasped and cried, "Oh, look," pointing at his groin where 
his half-erect penis was bulging in the posing pouch.

	"Does anyone know what is happening - without being silly about it?" Anne 
asked.

	"Mr Hazel has an erection," said Tricia.

	"Indeed he has.  At least a partial one.  Mr Hazel, did any of the girls 
touch your genitals?"

	"No, indeed they did not, Miss Henderson."

	"Could you explain to the girls why you have an erection?"

	Adam smiled.  He was beginning to see where how cleverly Anne had 
structured this lesson.  "Hmmm.  I was surrounded by eight very attractive young 
ladies who were very provocatively dressed.  They were touching me all over with 
light, gentle touches.  And they were concerned that I found their touching 
pleasurable.  That is a very sexy situation so I began to respond.  If they had 
carried on for a while longer I would have a full erection."

	"So, to summarise, Mr Hazel, you were stimulated by sight, touch and 
sound?"

	"Yes.  I believe men are more sensitive, if that's the right word, to 
visual stimulation.  The way a girl looks, even the way she dresses, can often 
cause a man to have an erection.  Touch is also important.  Everybody has places 
they like being touched - erogenous zones I think they're called.  But just 
being touched by someone who wants to please you is a turn-on.  Voices, too, are 
important.  None of you shrieked or squealed.  You all spoke softly and you all 
asked me if I was enjoying your attentions."  He grinned.  "I was."

	Anne beamed.  "Thank you, Mr Hazel.  Are there any questions?"

	Tricia stuck her hand up. "If we had continued long enough, Mr Hazel, 
would you have... er..." She broke off, blushing furiously.

	"Would I have cum, ejaculated?  What's the appropriate word, Miss 
Henderson?"

	"Cum will do fine."

	"You want to know if I would have cum, Tricia?"  The girl nodded.  "That's 
an interesting question.  I believe it's possible to cum without genital 
contact.  I've heard that some women can cum just by having their I have breasts 
sucked and played with.  I've never experienced it.  Would you like to try?" he 
teased.

	Tricia, red faced, giggled behind her hand.  But he noticed a gleam in her 
eye.

	"I hope you can all now see the importance of secondary sexual 
characteristics.  How a man can be aroused without either kissing or genital 
contact.  The way you look, the way you dress, the way you walk, the way you 
talk, the way you touch - all these are extremely important.  You want men to 
look at you.  You want men to admire you.  You want to be wanted.  Remember 
that.  Now, Mr Hazel, would you mind removing your final garment."

	Keeping his eyes firmly on the class, Adam removed his pouch slowly and 
carefully.  Hooking his fingers into the waistband, he slowly pushed it down 
over his now flaccid cock and eased it down his legs until he could step out of 
it.  He straightened and let eight pairs of fascinated eyes study his member.  
Anne hefted it in one hand.  "You'll enjoy this, I think," she murmured.

	"As you can see, girls, now that the stimulation has stopped, Mr Hazel's 
penis has returned to its normal state.  It doesn't look like much at the 
moment, does it?"

	She leant against him and gently stroked his cock.  He could feel the 
weight of her breasts pressed against his back and her warm breath on his 
shoulders.  His cock started to swell.

	"However, as I touch his penis it begins to stiffen.  Have any of you seen 
or touched a man's penis?  I won't ask you whose."  Donna and Beth raised 
tentative hands.  "Two of you.  Aimée, would you like to feel it?"

	Aimée was a shy girl with deep blue eyes and a mass of wavy fair hair.  
Adam had noticed her in his classes and his heart beat a little faster as she 
blushed but stepped up and shyly touched his cock.

	"Wrap your hand around it, Aimée, but don't squeeze,"  Anne instructed.

	Soft little fingers encircled his cock making it jump.

	"Oh," gasped Aimée.

	"Describe what you feel, please Aimée."

	"It's so... warm.  And both hard and soft at the same time."

	"Is it nice to touch?"

	"Yes, Miss," blushed Aimée.

	In turn Anne had each of the girls come up and fondle his cock.  By the 
time they had finished he was fully erect.

	"I think that has had the desired effect," said Anne.  "You can see, 
girls, that Mr Hazel is now fully erect.  What size is the average penis when 
erect?"

	"About six inches, Miss."

	Anne studied Adam's cock.  "I think Mr Hazel is both slightly longer and 
slightly thicker than average.  As we have discussed, men's penises can vary 
greatly in both length and thickness.  There is no 'ideal' size as all of you 
are different 
sizes too."

	"Please, Miss Henderson," said Sophie, the smallest and youngest looking 
of the class, "can that really go inside us?  It seems awfully big."

	Anne laughed gently.  "It does, indeed, Sophie, but I can assure you that, 
not only will it fit perfectly inside you, you will actively welcome it.  Like a 
specimen in a laboratory, she reviewed its various parts.  Her hand matched the 
deed to the words and exposed the shiny, purple-red head of Adam's penis to the 
fascinated schoolgirls.  He swallowed hard in an effort to retain his composure.  
The pleasurable feel of her cool hand holding his erection and the intense gaze 
of the sexy, young schoolgirls was having a profound effect. A delicious feeling 
of heaviness was beginning in his balls, and he parted his legs slightly to ease 
the pressure that was building there.

	She talked about circumcision, and lifted the heavy organ to pull the 
foreskin right back so that the girls could see the part in question. She 
touched it gently with her fingertip, causing his cock to give an involuntary 
twitch that made some of the girls giggle.

	"It's called the fraenum and it's the most sensitive part of a man's 
sexual organs. If you rub or lick the penis there, it gives the man the most 
delightful sensation."  She closed her hand round his cock and began moving it 
very slowly up and down, stroking her finger lightly against the fraenum as she 
did so.  "Is this giving you pleasure, Mr Hazel?"

	Adam struggled to control his breathing.  "Yes, it is indeed, Miss 
Henderson.  Exceedingly so."

	"What am I doing, girls?"

	"Masturbating him, Miss."

	"Correct.  Also known as..?"

	"Wanking, Miss."  "Or a hand job."

	"Good.  Now masturbation is one way of pleasuring a man - provided you do 
it right. Every man likes to be masturbated slightly differently and it's 
important that you learn what pleases him most.  If in doubt, ask.  Some men 
like slow, steady strokes like this.  Some like you to play with the glans and 
fraenum like this."

	Adam was having a hard time controlling himself.  Anne was an expert.  
His knees felt weak and trembling and his heart pounded in his ribs.

	"I must be doing it right for I see that Mr Hazel has become quite 
agitated," said Anne in an amused tone.  She stopped her motions much to Adam's 
relief.

	"There are other things you can do to increase the pleasure.  You can 
cup his testicles.  But do it very gently as they are very sensitive.  Squeeze 
too hard and you will find yourself with an ex-lover.  Mind you," she grinned, 
"it's worth remembering this for emergencies.

	"You can also use two hands.  Or you can just use your fingers.  Another 
sensitive spot is between the penis and the anus.  Press there and you will make 
the man ejaculate very quickly.

	"Masturbating your partner gives him great pleasure and you can bring him 
off this way.  It can be very exciting to watch a man as he cums and see his 
sperm spurt out.  The power you have over him  - to give him pleasure, to 
control his pleasure - that is exciting, too.  However, masturbation is mostly 
used as a prelude to sexual intercourse so it should give you pleasure too. To 
know that you are pleasing your man, feeling him grow even harder in your hand, 
seeing his balls sway in time with your hand's motion and then watching it 
tighten as his sensation builds -  all these things should help to raise your 
own enjoyment of what you and your lover are sharing.  Have any of you have 
brought a man off this way and seen his sperm?"

	There was silence as the girls looked at each other.  Then Donna and Beth 
both raised embarrassed hands.

	"Don't be embarrassed girls.  I'm actually slightly surprised that only 
two of you have done it.  What is sperm like, Donna?"

	The young girl blushed an even deeper shade of pink.  "Well, Miss, it 
was a sort of milky white colour and very sticky and slippery," she said 
haltingly. "And there was so much of it. It just seemed to go on and on. I 
thought he'd never stop," she giggled. "It made me very excited watching him 
cum."

	"Thank you, Donna.  Are you excited now?"

	"Yes, Miss, a bit."

	"Is everybody a bit excited?  Feeling a bit fluttery?  Slightly moist."

	There was a general embarrassed shuffling.

	Anne sighed.  "Stand up, feet apart, hands on you heads," she said 
sharply.

	She passed among the girls dipping a finger briefly into each adolescent 
furrow - some still almost bare, some well covered in downy hair.  Adam stared 
disbelievingly, his cock twitching.

	"Sit down.  As I thought, you're all aroused to some extent.  I don't know 
why you found it hard to say so.  This is a sex education class and we're here 
to learn about our sexuality.  You must learn to be open and honest about what 
you feel.  It is a fact that most marriages fail because one or both partners 
cannot be honest about their sexual feelings.  Am I making myself clear?"

	"Yes, Miss," chorused the response.

	"Good.  Tanya, are you feeling aroused?"

	Tanya blushed and looked at the floor.  "Yes, Miss Henderson."

	"A little aroused or a lot?"

	"Um, a lot, Miss."

	"So watching me masturbate Mr Hazel has turned you on?"

	"Yes, Miss."

	"Would you like to try?"

	Tanya looked up, eyes bright.  "Yes please, Miss."

	"Okay, Come on.  Remember what I've said."

	Tanya came up to Adam and smiled shyly up at him.  "You don't mind, Sir?"

	Adam looked down at the enchanting girl gazing up at him, whose dark, 
smouldering eyes suggested a depth of latent sexuality.  Her full, pink lips 
were slightly parted, her swelling breasts, particularly well formed for one so 
young, with their pale brown nipples showing her arousal.  Her mound was covered 
with a dense bush of soft brown hair which he found incredibly arousing.  I 
seemed to be begging to be touched. 

	He cleared his throat. "No, Tanya.  I don't mind at all.  In fact I shall 
enjoy it immensely."  'God, I hope I can keep control,' he thought.  'This child 
is so deliciously fuckable.'

	Tanya curled a hand around his throbbing shaft and began to slide it back 
and forth.

	"Like this, Sir?"

	"Just like that, Tanya.  That'd perfect," he groaned.

	The girl watched in fascination as her hand pumped his shaft, marvelling 
at the angry red glans as it slipped in and out of the foreskin.  She glanced up 
at his face which was beaded with sweat.  She looked somewhat frightened.

	"Is Mr Hazel okay, Miss Henderson?  I'm not hurting him, am I?"

	"No, Tanya, you're not hurting him," said Anne with amusement.  "Quite 
the reverse.  Your touch is making Mr Hazel very aroused and he's trying to 
control his excitement so as not to spoil things for the other girls."

	"Gosh.  Am I really doing that," said little Tanya with an expression of 
awe.

	"You are indeed," said Adam, grinning down at her.

	"Notice, girls, that, despite being quite erect, the skin of the penis 
slides up and down quite easily," said Anne in a dry voice.  "You will also 
notice that the tip is shiny.  This is caused by natural lubrication that is 
released to facilitate the motion.  You can increase the pleasure by touching 
the fraenum with your other hand or cupping the man's balls.  You can also 
increase or decrease the speed of your actions.  As I have already mentioned, 
the main purpose of masturbation is a prelude to sex - to get the man ready for 
sex.  You will need to learn to judge the right speed and when to stop.   Often 
the man will indicate what he would like you to do but it is much more 
satisfactory if you can judge it for yourself.  Perhaps, Mr Hazel, you could 
tell the girls what you are feeling right now."

	"Hmm," Adam said a trifle breathlessly.  "It's a little hard to 
concentrate but I'll try.  I'm very aware that there is a very attractive, and 
sexily dressed, young lady beside me.  Her hands feel soft and warm around my 
penis - it's a very pleasant sensation.  She's holding it just right - enough to 
make me feel her grip but not too tightly.  My penis feels very hard and hot.  
It feels bigger than it really is."  He cleared his throat, trying to focus on 
speaking rather than on the sensations this sly teenager was generating.  As he 
was trying to describe these sensations, this was rather difficult.

	"I feel very hot," he continued.  "And my balls feel tight, almost sore.  
In fact, Ms Henderson, can I suggest that Tanya stops now before she receives 
an unexpected present."

	Anne grinned lewdly at him.  "Indeed.  Tanya, I think that's enough for 
now, thank you.  You seem to have made quite an impression on Mr Hazel."

	Pouting in disappointment, Tanya reluctantly released his throbbing 
cock.  Glancing slyly up at him from lowered lashes, she said, "Did you enjoy 
that, Mr Hazel?"

	'You damn well know I enjoyed it, you little minx," he thought.

	Attempting to maintain some semblance of dignity he replied.  "Thank 
you, Tanya.  It was very pleasurable.  You have a nice touch."

	She smiled coquettishly at him and licked her lips before returning 
to her seat.

	"I think we can all see that Mr Hazel is now very aroused.  He is 
flushed and sweating slightly and his penis is standing up very stiffly," 
Anne said.  "I would judge that he is fairly close to cumming.  Is that so, 
Mr Hazel?"

	"Hrrm, indeed Ms Henderson."

	"Sophie, bring that bowl please and... Tricia, would you like to make 
Mr Hazel cum?"

	"Yes please," said the young blonde eagerly.

	Anne smiled.  "Come on then."

	Normally a self-confident and flirtatious girl, who took pride in her 
developing body and seemed to know, and enjoy, the effect she had on men, 
Tricia turned suddenly shy and wrapped a tentative hand around his cock.  
She began to slide is back and forth, frowning in concentration.  She was much 
less certain than Tanya, her thin fingers hooking round his cock rather than 
embracing it.

	"Tricia," he said quietly.  She glanced up, a startled look in her 
blue eyes.  "You are a very sexy girl.  I want you very much.  I would like 
to take you to bed and make love to you.  Would you like me to do that?"

	The young girl seemed to melt.  She flushed bright red.

	"Y... yes, sir," she nodded.

	"Good.  Then imagine we are in my bedroom and you are arousing me so 
we can make love.  Can you do that?"

	Tricia gulped and nodded.  She returned her attention to his cock and, 
this time, her fingers curled around it seductively and confidently.  She began 
to stroke and pet it with real enthusiasm. 

	Anne continued to lecture.  "To some men, the function of sex is to cum, 
preferably inside you but to cum anyway.  The procedure is for the girl to get 
him hard, enter her, move vigorously for as short a time as possible, and 
discharge.  Unfortunately, you will meet a lot of men like this and, if you meet 
one, one of your hardest jobs will be to train him about real sex.  Never let 
your man be in too much of a hurry to put his penis into you.   Enjoy looking 
at him and let him enjoy looking at you.  Never rush things.  Tantalise one 
another; you'll enjoy the final penetration much more if you wait.  Take 
pleasure in your lover.   Study his penis.  Imagine how it's going to feel as it 
slides in, opening you up, stretching you, filling you. See it shake and quiver 
with desire."

	Her words were having a profound effect on the girls who were staring 
open mouthed at Adam and Tricia, their eyes glued to the small hand sliding up 
and down the large cock.  There were flushed faces and laboured breathing all a
round.  Several were shifting restlessly on their chairs.

	Her words, and Tricia's ministrations, were having a profound effect 
on Adam, too.  He cleared his throat, nervously. "Er, Miss Henderson."

	She stopped and turned, a lewd grin spreading across her face as she 
saw his discomfiture.

	"I do believe Mr Hazel is about to cum.  Sophie, hold the bowl in 
front of Mr Hazel's penis.  Tricia, move your hand faster - and try not to miss 
the bowl, dear."

	Tricia's hand gripped his prick more firmly and she wanked him in 
earnest, the pink tip of her tongue peeping from between her lips as she 
focussed on her task.  Adam felt his balls tighten.

	"Do you see how his balls seem to have shrunk?" Anne asked the class.  
"That's normally the signal that a man is about to cum.  Are you about to cum, 
Mr Hazel?"

	"Glluurrrk," said Adam.  And then, "Yes.  God, yes!" as a sticky 
ribbon of milky-white cum spurted from his cock into the bowl.  There was an 
audible sigh from the audience as, muscles tensed, Adam pumped several more 
loads of cum into the bowl.

	"Whewsh," he said as the last drops dribbled out.

	"Thank you Mr Hazel," said Anne brightly.  "That was a most impressive 
demonstration."

	He sank back, breathing heavily.  There was a distinctly feral brightness 
in Anne's eyes, her features were flushed and her nipples stood out like small, 
brown thumbs.  He glanced around to see a collection of flushed faces and popped 
nipples.  Several hands were creeping between slim thighs.

	He gave as sly grin.  "I'm glad you enjoyed it ladies."

	Anne, seeing the direction of his gaze, seemed to give herself a mental 
shake.

	"On your seats, girls.  Knees apart, hands on knees," she said briskly.  
She took the bowl from Sophie and held it up.   "This is sperm,  or spunk, or 
cum.  You can see what it looks like and how much there is.  Mr Hazel seems to 
have been quite generous.  Now I want you all to taste it."

	She held the bowl out and the girls dipped hesitant fingers into the 
sticky goo.  The expressions on their faces varied from outright disgust to 
cautious approval as they first smelt and then tasted the cum.

	"Cum is a bit of an acquired taste," smiled Anne, "and some women never 
take to it.  You will probably be obliged to take a man's cum in your mouth and 
swallow it at some time so, even if you don't like it, you'd better get used to 
it."

	Tricia had discovered some cum on her hand.  Hesitantly she licked at it 
and pulled a face.  She swallowed and ran her tongue around her lips to clean 
them.  She sniffed at the cum on her hand and took another cautious lick.  Adam 
smiled at the look of intense concentration as she swilled it round her mouth 
trying to decide if it was really as bad as she thought.  She swallowed again 
then licked her hand clean.

	"Actually, it's not too bad at all," she whispered to Adam.  "In fact I 
think I might come to quite like it."  She smiled coquettishly at him.

	'You little minx,' thought Adam.  "You never know your luck," he said.

	"Mr Hazel," said Anne, bringing the class to order. " If you would care 
to freshen up we will continue with the lesson."

	As Adam made his way to the small adjoining bathroom to clean his sticky 
prick, she was already in full flow.

~~~~~~~~~~

	When he returned, Anne had laid out a number of dildos and vibrators and 
was lecturing the girls on their use and relative merits.

	"Ah, Mr Hazel.  You're back," she said a trifle unnecessarily.   "Now if 
you'd like to stand over here?"

	He propped himself against the edge of the padded bench and waited, feet 
slightly apart and cock hanging limply.

	Anne proceeded with her lesson on the finer points of giving head.  At 
times she used a rubber model of an erect cock and balls to demonstrate a point.  
Adam watched her in amazement.  She treated the rubber phallus as if it was 
real, lingering lovingly over its head and licking the shaft with apparent 
enthusiasm.  He imagined it was his cock upon which she was lavishing attention 
and found himself, despite having recently unloaded, beginning to stir at the 
thought.

	"All right, girls," she concluded.  "You should already know all this.  
It is time to put theory into practice."  She turned to Adam.  "In what order 
would you like the girls?"

	"Like them to do what, Miss Henderson?"

	"Like them to practice fellatio on you, Mr Hazel."  Her tone was frosty.

	"Oh.  Well, in order for this to be completely fair, I think 
alphabetically is as good as any."

	"I agree," Anne glanced down at his limp prick and smiled.  "As Mr Hazel 
has cum very recently, I can see that we shall have our work cut out."  Adam 
blushed.  "Aimée will be first.  We will start with each girl having two minutes 
after which Mr Hazel will then review your proficiency.  Then you will have 
another 2 minutes to see if you've learned anything.

	Delightful little Aimée dropped to her knees in front of him.  She reached 
out to take hold of his cock and he noticed her hands were trembling slightly.

	"Have you ever sucked a man's penis before, Aimée?" he asked.

	"No, sir," she blushed, looking up at him.

	"There's no need to be scared.  Hold it firmly but don't squeeze too hard 
and be careful not to bite.  Just remember Ms Henderson's instructions and 
you'll be fine."

	"Thank you, sir."

	She hefted his erect cock, licked her lips once and slowly brought her 
lips down towards it.  Adam felt his heart pounding in excitement.  Being wanked 
by was one thing, having his cock sucked by a sexy 14-year old was entirely 
another.  Tentatively, she parted her lips and placed them around the tip of his 
cock.  Her breath was warm and her lips soft.  His cock stirred and stiffened.  
She gripped the base more firmly and ran her tongue around the tip.  Adam 
relaxed back with a contented sigh as the girl's soft tongue swirled around the 
sensitive tip.

	All too soon, Anne called time and Aimée withdrew, somewhat reluctantly.

	"Very nice, Aimée, thank you," he said, gently.  "Did you enjoy it?"

	The girl blushed.  "Yes, sir, I think so.  Thank you, sir."

	Beth was a pretty, blonde girl but, despite that, Adam didn't really 
connect with her.  She lit no real spark of lust in him.  Still, she handled his 
cock effectively and had learned her lessons well.  By the time her two minutes 
was up he was already half erect.

	Donna was altogether more self-assured and took hold of his cock, as soon 
as she was on her knees.  While Aimée had only taken the tip into her mouth and 
Beth had been fairly mechanical, Donna took several inches and sucked hard, her 
cheeks hollowing in the effort.  She quickly realised that this was not getting 
her very far and began to slide his cock in and out of her mouth, her head 
bobbing up and down as she sucked.   Adam was quite fascinated by the sight and 
found it as big a turn-on as her rather repetitive movements.

	Juliet followed, then Sandie, then little Sophie.  Little Sophie.  She 
smiled coyly up at him then parted her rosebud lips and brought them down over 
the tip of his cock.  Just the sight of these delightful lips closing round him 
made his cock jump.  Her very shyness turned him on.  The tentative tongue, the 
soft lips, the fluttering hands on his shaft all soon had him back to full 
alert.

	"That was very nice, Sophie," he murmured when her time was up.

	She flushed and lowered her eyes.

	Then came Tanya.  He already knew he wanted to fuck this delicious teen 
and was looking forward to her attentions.  She enveloped the tip of his cock 
with her lips, then placed one hand around his shaft and another under his balls 
and began to masturbate him into her mouth.  The sensations were exquisite.  
Adam tensed and a small groan escaped his lips.  Tanya was a natural cocksucker.  
She seemed to know exactly how much pressure to exert and when.  He was grateful 
when Anne called time for he knew he would have lost control if she had gone on 
much longer.

	Finally it was Tricia's turn.  Of all the girls in the class, is was 
Tricia to whom he was the most attracted.  The gave the impression of being a 
saucy minx who might delight in sexual adventures.  She dropped to her knees and 
took his shaft in one slim hand.  She ran her tongue slowly over her lips and 
grinned up at him.  Then, to his surprise, she lifted his cock and ran her 
tongue up it from base to tip and swirling her tongue around the top.  She 
looked up at him mischievously.  Her earlier hesitation seemed to have 
disappeared completely.

	"You've done this before," he said.

	"Oh no, sir," she said innocently.  "I'm just a fast learner."

	She closed her mouth around his cock and swirled her tongue around the 
tip.  Very delicately, she closed her teeth on the sensitive tip then sucked the 
length deep into her mouth.  Adam could feel the tip of his cock at the entrance 
to her throat.  She cupped one hand beneath his balls and squeezed them gently.  
With her other hand she began to wank him slowly, bobbing her head up and down 
over the end of his cock in time to her movements.  Her tongue swirled round and 
round the tip and she alternately sucked hard and blew gently.

	Adam broke out in a sweat.  'Oh, God,' he thought.  'Where did she learn 
to give head like this?  She'll be deep-throating me next.'  Desperately he 
tried to ignore the sensations Tricia was inducing in his cock, praying for Anne 
to call time. 

	It took all his willpower not to let go and he was sure that Anne had 
given Tricia far more than two minutes just to torment him..

	"Did you enjoy that, sir," whispered Tricia as she rose to her feet wiping 
the back of her hand across her mouth.

	"Er, not bad ... for a beginner," he managed.

	'I need to spank that that girl - and fuck her - sometime very soon," 
he thought as he watched her sashay back to her place.  She glanced back at him 
over her shoulder and caught his eye.  'Sometime very soon,' he promised 
himself.  

	"I'd like to thank Mr Hazel for his patience in putting up with your 
inadequate attempts at fellatio," Anne said, but there was a twinkle in her eye 
as she turned to him and he noticed the slight flush that spread down her chest 
and the stiffened nipples.  "Please don't be too hard on them."

	Adam took a deep breath to try and calm his pounding heart and cleared 
his throat.

	"Well, actually Ms Henderson, I have to say I was pleasantly surprised 
considering this was the girls' first attempt.  It says a lot for your 
teaching."  He paused for effect, aware of the nine pairs of eyes watching him, 
eight with some trepidation and one with amusement.  "Rather than comment on 
each if you in detail, I think some general comments and guidance would be more 
appropriate.

	"There are no right ways or wrong ways to give fellatio.  Much of what 
happens depends on what the man feels like and what the girl feels like.  
Sometimes it should be hard and fast and sometimes slow and gentle.  The secret 
is knowing which is appropriate and I'm afraid there's no quick way to teach you 
that - only practice and experience.  It is also true that some women are 
naturally better at it than others - not that that's bad.  Like everything in 
life, some people are naturally talented in some ways, some in others - again, 
practice and experience are the best teachers.  Variety, too, is important ..."

	The natural teacher in him took over and he spent the next five minutes 
explaining the finer points of giving head to five rapt listeners.

	"Perhaps you could tell us what it feels like," said Anne when he had 
finished.

	"Well ...  That is ...," he flustered, at a loss for words.   "Ms. Henderson, 
do you have a penis?"

	"Mr. Hazel," said Anne, indignantly.  The girls tittered.

	"It was a rhetorical question," he said, mildly.  "I only meant to 
illustrate that, without the, er, appropriate equipment, it's impossible to 
describe the sensation of having a woman's warm, willing mouth slide over the 
tip of your penis."

	"It was not a very good question, I admit.  Now, if Mr Hazel will consent, 
We will have another round.  Two minute's each."  She glanced at Adam.  "I 
think, if you have listened to Mr Hazel's talk, it is entirely likely he will 
cum.  If so, you will take it in your mouth.  Do not draw away and do not 
swallow.  Is that clear?"

	"Yes, miss," the girls chorused.

	Adam settled back and the girls set to work on his still erect cock.  
They had obviously been paying attention as this time they were much more 
inventive and he soon found himself panting and sweating in a desperate attempt 
to prolong the experience as long as possible.  He lasted until Tanya although 
he was hard pressed not to unload between Sophie's delicious lips.  But it was 
the sight of Tanya's pouting lips wrapped around his cock and the gentle 
squeezing on his balls that proved his undoing.

	"Oh, Tanya, I'm going to cum," he groaned.

	The girl started to draw away.

	"Now, Tanya, remember what I said," warned Anne.

	The girl returned to her task.  Adam placed a hand on her head to hold her 
then, with a groan, pumped his cum into her waiting mouth.

	"Right," called Anne.  "I want all of you to get a proper taste a man's 
cum.  Tanya, share some with Aimée, then Donna.  Aimée will share hers with 
Tricia then Juliet.  Donna with Sandie and Tricia with Sophie."  Tanya looked 
bewildered.  She wanted to speak but her mouth was full of cum. "With your 
mouth, girl.  Place your mouth on Aimee's and give her some of Mr Hazel's cum."

	Tentatively, the girls touched mouths but quickly found that the only way 
they could manage the transfer was by kissing properly.  Adam could see their 
tongues working as Tanya pushed some cum into Aimee's mouth.  They parted and, 
as Tanya turned to Donna, Tricia grabbed Aimée and practically forced her tongue 
down the other girl's throat in her eagerness to taste Adam's cum.

	Anne had come up behind Adam and was pressed tight against him, her 
magnificent breasts squashed flat against his back, the nipples two hot, hard 
points.  She ground her pubes against his bottom and her hands stole round to 
hold his flaccid, sticky cock.

	"I do love watching this," she murmured, her breath hot on his neck. 
"Okay, girls, you may swallow now."

	With varying degrees of enthusiasm, the girls swallowed Adam's cum.  
Donna, who had been most upset by the taste earlier pulled a face while Tricia 
positively beamed as if she had just swallowed a mouthful of cream.

	"Now I want you to clean each other's mouths with your tongues," Anne 
said.

	Hesitantly, the girls did as they were bid.  As Anne had known, these 
hot little teenagers were already well aroused and the shy lickings quickly 
turned into full-blown kisses.  Adam watched, fascinated, as the stocking-clad 
bodies came together in a hot snogging session.

	"Very naughty I know but quite the most beautiful sight in the world," 
murmured Anne as she nibbled Adam's ear and played with his cock and balls, 
rubbing herself all over his back.  Despite having cum for a second time only a 
few minutes earlier, Anne's attentions and the sight of the girls kissing 
passionately, was getting to him.  His cock began to rise.

	"That's enough, girls," called Anne when his cock was three-quarters hard.  
"For the final part of this lesson, I shall give a demonstration.  Gather round 
and watch closely."

	She dropped to her knees and lifted Adam's cock.  She took it into her 
mouth and, with tongue and teeth and lips and hands, rapidly had him fully 
erect.  She was an expert and seemed to know exactly what to do to give him 
maximum pleasure.  Soon he was groaning with pleasure.  Suddenly she stopped and 
looked up at him.

	"Now I'm going to do something special," she said.  "Don't hold back.  
Just do what you feel."

	She placed him back in her mouth and slowly slid her mouth down over his 
cock.  However, this time she did not stop.  When he could feel the tip of his 
cock pressing against the back of her throat, she hesitated, swallowed and then 
pressed down on him.  To his amazement, her throat seemed to open and his cock 
slipped inside. She continued to swallow him until her lips were touching his 
pubic hairs.  There were gasps of astonishment from the girls.

	The pressure of her throat and her involuntary swallowing squeezing the 
tip of his cock, made Adam want to move but he didn't want to hurt her. Her 
hands gripped his buttocks and squeezed, urging him to fuck her throat.  Almost 
unable to control himself, he did, thrusting in and out of her throat in short 
jabs.  The cum boiled up inside him.

	"I'm cumming.  I'm cumming," he cried.

	Her hands and mouth egged him on and, with a loud shout and accompanied 
by cries of wonder and disbelief from the girls, he pumped his cum straight down 
her throat.  Spent, he sagged back against the bench.  Anne rose to her feet, 
smiling.

"There, girls, you see what can be achieved with a little practice,"  she said 
in a strangled voice.  The girls were dumbstruck and merely stared at her with 
adoring eyes.  "Okay, class dismissed."

	She watched, smiling, as they removed dressed themselves in their school 
clothes and trooped out, then sank to the floor.  Adam struggled to arouse 
himself 
from his sexual stupor.

	"Are you okay?"

	She nodded. "I'll be fine.  I don't do that very often and never quite so, 
er, vigorously, that's all.  Quite a good demonstration, I thought."

	"Bloody hell, Anne!" he exploded.  "You give me the most incredible blow-
job 
ever and call it 'a good demonstration'!"

	She smiled wanly.  "I don't mean to hurt your male pride."

	He slid off the bench to join her on the floor.  Taking her hands in his, 
he looked her seriously in the eye.

	"Listen, Anne.  You haven't hurt anything, except perhaps you throat.  In 
a week of amazing experiences, this has been the most incredible.  You are the 
most astounding woman I have ever met and I thank whatever gods there are for 
the chance of meeting you."

	"You're not so bad yourself," she smiled.  "You'll soon have them throwing 
themselves at your feet if you keep this up. Now, help me up - I've work to do."

END of Chapter 9