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