Chapter 2: Coed Sex Ed

At the beginning of the next semester, they met again in a classroom, fully clothed, but this time it was thirty of them, men and women together. The men confirmed the women’s suspicions that they had been undergoing training similar training in men-only classes. The difference was that, instead of learning to induce orgasms, they had been learning to control them. They were practicing edging to delay their ejaculations, and learning to use cock rings and other toys to increase their times of tumescence. But, as the instructors (Melanie and Surjit again) told them, from now on they’d be training together, learning as much as they could about the opposite sex’s sexual stimulation and control.

“So let’s go to the gym now and shower,” Surjit said. “We’ve got a bit of work to do. We’ll meet together in half an hour, without clothes, in Room 124.”

When the men and women trooped into the hall from their respective shower areas for the next part of the class, it was quite a sight. Never had the men seen so many naked women of so many shapes and sizes and colors, all confident in their nudity. They saw tits everywhere, from bee-stings to full breasts beginning to sag, with nipples of every description and size. Some nipple were fat and prominent, others almost invisible. Some were perched high on their breasts, while others almost pointed down, and the rest were somewhere in between. Areolas ranged from quarter size to coaster size, some pink and some dark brown. The sight alone was enough to stir their cocks to hardness. And some of the women had bare pubes, distinctly showing their clefts, while others sported thick bushes. Some showed no inner labia at all, while others displayed up to an inch of soft flesh.

And the men had been told of the women’s ability to arouse themselves to orgasms. In fact, the women were fondling their breasts or slits as they coolly gazed at the men. One Polynesian woman with brown gumdrop-sized nipples was even finger-fucking herself as she stood there admiring all the beefcake. Before long, there wasn’t a man there, including Surjit, who wasn’t sporting an erection.

And never had the women seen so many naked men of so many shapes and size, not only in their physiques but in their erect cocks. Some cocks were larger, and some were smaller. Some stood straight out from their crotches, some rose almost vertical. Some were curved, and some not. Some were cut, and others still had their foreskins. Some men wore cock rings, others didn’t. And their balls! From low-hanging to almost tight against the man’s crotch, from symmetrical to very lopsided ... more permutations than Ashley had ever thought possible. All the cocks she’d seen in the pornos seemed to be large, fat, and usually curved, and she’d thought all cocks looked that way.

They were paired off and assigned beds, and Surjit said, “For the first part of this session, we want the men to lie on the table and masturbate for the women. This will serve two purposes. First, it will allow the men to cum, which will clear their minds of lust and make it possible for them to actually pay attention to the lesson afterwards.”

After the laughter had subsided, he continued. “The second purpose is to introduce the woman to a man’s penis. You ladies may have seen one before, and even a hard one, and even one that’s released its sperm. But now you’re going to pay attention to how the man pleasures himself, which parts of his penis he touches and strokes, and the tempo he likes to use. You’ll see it harden, and then soften, and then get hard again. Every man’s cock is a little different in their sexual responses, although most of the principles are the same. You may see him orgasm somewhat faster than he’s ever done before, since this may be the first time he’s done it in front of a beautiful naked woman like yourself.” More laughter. “So it will probably be quick. Let’s get started.”

And Surjit was right. Despite the men’s best efforts to prolong their arousal, they had all ejaculated within five minutes at the sight of the bare-breasted woman smiling at him. It was the first time outside of a porno that Ashley had actually seen a male cum, and her partner, a Black Kenyan man named Ali, had let his uncircumcised organ go the moment that it started. She saw it bob up and down wildly as it erupted in gob after gob of creamy sperm, which fell on his chest, wetting the wiry black hair. “Do you want to clean that up?” she asked him. He grinned sheepishly as he nodded. Ashley handed him the box of tissue, and he pulled a few tissues from the box by the bed and wiped his chest clean. He then tossed the tissues into the trash can next to the bed. “I wish he had jizzed on me,” Ashley thought.

“Now you may touch each other, if your partner consents,” Melanie told them. “Show your partner what your body feels like.”

As his cock softened, Ali stood up and fondled Ashley’s lovely breasts, lifting them up and letting them drop, and caressing the woman’s slit with his fingers. Ashley looked at the men’s now flaccid cocks. Some of them had shrunk until they were just bumps of flesh protruding from the thatch of hair at their crotches, while others were nearly as big as when they were hard. This was something she had never seen, even in the pornos she had viewed. Ali’s was somewhere in between. And she noted that Ali’s hands were shaking as he cupped her breasts. Was this the first time he had actually touched a woman’s breast and felt the stiffness of her nipples? Somehow the thought gave her a sense of power as she remembered the spell that her breasts could cast on a man.

Then Ali invited her to hold his now soft penis and feel its rubberiness and the heft of his balls. She was fascinated, and her own hands trembled at the novelty of the occasion. As she squeezed it, a droplet of cum oozed from the hole in its cap. “You girls may want to suck those cocks and taste their sperm,” Melanie said. “You can do that later on, but for now we ask you to refrain until they have passed their medicals. We’ve had very good luck controlling the spread of venereal disease, and we don’t want to break that record. Later on, when we know that you’re all clean, we’ll start learning about oral sex. Then you can taste all the sperm you want, and the men can taste all the cunt they want.”

At that point, Melanie instructed the women to lie on the beds and open their legs. “Now it’s your turn, ladies,” she said. “I want you to masturbate for the gentlemen and show them how you achieve orgasms. You may feel a little shy about this, but you know you can already do it. And if you have a little trouble getting over the edge, that’s what Surjit and I are here for. We now know you all well enough to know what buttons we need to push, and which toys might be helpful. Shall we start?”

After a murmur of nervous laughter, the women began to pleasure themselves as their partners watched in fascination. Ashley heard Melanie’s voice instructing “Tell the men what you’re doing, and why.” So she spread her legs and pointed out the parts of her cunt she was going to stimulate as Ali looked on in wonder. He’d seen women masturbate in porn by now, but this was the first time that a women was talking to him directly about it. “This is my clitoris. You know about this, right?”

“Well, sort of. I know what one is.”

“And these are my labial folds. Mine are a little larger and meatier than the average woman’s. I like to have them licked and sucked. Understand?” He nodded.

“Now the insides of my thighs are really sensitive, too. I like to stroke them first, before I get serious with my cunt. And when I do get serious, I like to leave my clit for last. Right now, I’ll kind of smoosh it around, when it’s inside my outer cunt lips. See how I pinch them together? That stimulates the clit without me touching it directly right away.”

So, as Ali watched, fondling his soft penis, she went through the by-now-familiar routine of her masturbation. Occasionally, one hand drifted up and played with a firm breast, with its stiffening nipple. At other times, she’d hold her cunt lips apart and bury first two fingers, then three fingers into her cunt. She’d forgotten to bring the dildo, but she really didn’t need it any more. She’d bring it the next time. She finished herself off in the usual way, with savaging her now erect clit with her fingers and thumb. It took her the better part of an hour to achieve her climax, by which time Ali was hard again, but he was spellbound to see her torso suddenly flush and her body spasm. When she opened her eyes again, she saw him gazing at her wet cunt and gave him a smile of victory. Yes, this would be all right. She was in control.

“All right, gentlemen,” Surjit said. “We still have a little time. If you wish, you can masturbate again. Perhaps you’d like to do it onto your partner, if they consent. Just avoid their vaginal area or their eyes. We don’t want anybody to get pregnant or infected, and the stuff does sting when you get it in her eyes.”

“Can I do that?” Ali asked.

“Sure. I’d like that! I was hoping you would! Aim it at my tits!”

Ali smiled, and stood next to the bed and re-oiled his cock and balls. His expression this time was not of alert fascination, but of undisguised lust, the kind she found enchanting. Strange that she’d never seen that in the pornos, she thought. Those guys were just doing a routine job, like punching a time clock. But Ali looked at her adoringly, as if she was the center of his world. A few more strokes was all it took to cause his second load to be released from his rod. She saw his creamy spend spurt from the cap and felt the warm gobs splash onto her chest, covering her stiff right nipple. Not as much as the first time, she observed, and not as energetic.

She rubbed the goo into the flesh of her breast as they laughed. “I hope you’re clean, Ali. But just the same, I’m washing these hands before I do anything else with them!” Ashley wanted to hug him, but nobody else was doing that with their partners. They were still in awe of the sexual performances they’d just witnessed, and thought that any further intimacy might be misinterpreted. Instead, they merely shook hands and thanked each other for the demonstrations. And with that, the students dispersed to their separate shower areas.

“How’d it go?” Sue asked her as she observed the sperm on her room-mates breast. “Was his dick, you know...”

“Pretty much the same size as everybody else’s, at least when he was hard,” Ashley replied as she showered. “Maybe a little bigger then the rest when he was soft, from what I could tell. How was yours? I know the guy. Erik’s in my English lit class, and he’s been looking at me all year. Not creepy-staring, but glancing. I think he has a crush on me.”

“He’s a nice guy. His dick? Long and really curved. He might be fun to fuck, if he doesn’t kill my cervix in the process.”

“Did you get off OK?”

“No problem, Ash. I thought I might not get there, but when I started hearing the other girls cum, I started cumming, too. I thought I could hear your groan six beds away!”

“Well, you’d know it better than anybody! But I can’t remember groaning, just cumming. Ali’s eyes nearly popped out of his head!”

After another two weeks of this, the medical tests came back and confirmed that the students were entirely free of venereal disease. At that point, they were allowed to touch and masturbate each other, using what they’d taught each other. Now, along with the oil and the tissues on the table, the students found latex gloves, to use when they were anally probed.

As usual, the practice was to get the men to cum first, either manually or orally, and this was the pattern for the subsequent sessions. Ashley learned how to trace the underside of a man’s hard cock while circling the cap with her other hand. Knowing that the frenulum at the base of his cap was one thing, but actually watching a man’s reaction as she licked and teased it was something else entirely. At another session, her partner for the day would show her the spot on his perineum, just behind his balls, that she could press to delay an orgasm. And she learned the “bottomless vagina” method of stroking a man’s cock with the finger and thumb of both hands forming rings that would stroke downwards in a never-ending succession until he came.

She found that some men liked to have their ball sacks stroked, particularly just before they ejaculated. Other men had sensitive nipples that could be sucked or stroked. Later on, she’d learn the art of fellatio, combining mouth work with hand work to elicit copious ejaculations. Ashley tasted cum for the first time, at first sampling it as she wiped it from her belly and tits, and then directly from her partner’s cock as she blew him. One of the students, named Edgar, showed her how to stimulate his prostate, resulting an a most interesting ejaculation, with his sperm flowing from his penis’s tip in a stream rather than a spurt.

Then it would be the women’s turn, as the men used fingers or mouths on their tits, cunts, and assholes. Ashley discovered that with her hands on her cunt while her partner’s hands were on her breasts, or vice versa, she could cum more easily than with solo play. She liked to be finger-fucked when she was on her hands and knees on the bed, with her nipples grazing the rough nap of the bed-towel. All the men learned the art of seeking out and caressing a woman’s G-spot, and one man with small hands was able to put four fingers into Ashley’s cunt while pressing on her clit with his thumb, sending her into a climax that caused her to shriek.

When it came to cunnilingus, Ashley found that the male partners weren’t as good as female ones had been, but then again, the men had just started to learn, and it took some time to realize that cunts aren’t penises. And, of course, they lacked the equipment to appreciate the difference. But most of them caught on by the end of the semester, and a few became really good at it. After Ashley had orgasmed, both partners finished off the session on the towel-drenched bed for some mutual masturbation that resulted in final climaxes, with Ashley directing the men’s spurts onto her tits or belly, or simply swallowing it as it gushed from their cocks. By this point, it was common for the partners to hug and kiss each other at the end of each session, thanking each other for their pleasure.

Ashley remembered two sessions in particular. The first one was the first one she had with full-body contact, after the medical tests came back. Her partner was Bruce, an Asian man with the smooth muscles of a swimmer, a sparse beard trimmed very close, and a thick cock. After the two masturbatory parts of the session, Bruce was hard again, so Ashley lay on top of him and slid her cunt up and down his shaft. She positioned her clit right at the bottom of the cap and slowly brought it down the length of the shaft, some six inches, to its base, where his balls began. And then she’d trace it back up.

The sensation was similar to the one she had when she used her “wedge pillow,” a foam wedge with a removable flannel cover that she’d bought in the “sex shop” of the college bookstore. She’d often used it to masturbate herself from time to time, tucking it under her crotch as she lay on her belly. But instead of flannel, her cunt was now making contact with the soft skin of a boy’s penis. At the top of each stroke, she realized that the cap was less than an inch away from her entrance. If she rocked her hips just so, it would be inside her. The thought inflamed her, and her arousal must have been transmitted to him, because her cunt lips suddenly felt his cock pulse, ejaculating its sperm into the space between them. She felt it, warm and sticky, on her mons. It was enough to boost her own arousal to the point of a second orgasm, just moments away from her first.

“I’m sorry I didn’t let you put it in,” she thought. “I will next time!”

The second memorable session was when three men jizzed on her during the last hour of the class. One of the women hadn’t shown up, and that left an extra man. The third man was Surjit himself, and seeing the semen spurt from her instructor’s rod and land on her belly sent her into an orgasm that was as strong as her first one. Sue came up to her after that and lay on her, smearing her own belly with the men’s cum. They hugged each other and laughed as the men looked on with post-orgasmic smiles of lassitude on their faces.

Halfway through that second semester, the students found something new on the tables next to the beds: a box of condoms. Melanie said, “Well, I think you’ve learned everything you need to know about each other’s bodies. It’s time to actually fuck your partner. If you don’t want to, just ask for masturbation instead, or leave. We’re not going to ask you to do anything that you don’t feel ready for.”

It was her experience, from previous years, that nobody would leave or turn down the opportunity to actually fuck. The only students who’d dropped out after the first semester this year were the lesbian couple. And this semester was true to form. All the barriers had broken down, and reluctance had been replaced by intense yearning to give themselves and their partners the ultimate sexual pleasure. That was the most important lesson of all ... that sexual pleasure had to be mutual in order to be truly outstanding.

“Now these are specially made condoms,” Surjit told the class. “First, you’ll notice that they are thicker than usual. This is to help delay the sensation of copulation, so you’ll be able to last longer. For some of you men, this is probably the first time you’ve fucked. For the rest of you, this may be the first time you’ve fucked since you’ve learned how to be a decent lover. Either way, the sensation is bound to be somewhat overwhelming, because now you have a partner that is as orgasmic as you are!” The men laughed.

Then Melanie spoke. “The second thing about these condoms is that they have ridges on the outside. This is for the benefit of the ladies. We know you’ve had all sorts of interesting shapes up your cunts over the last year!” The class laughed again. “So a normal human penis might be a bit of a let-down. But I think you’ll like the sensation that these can give. I myself like to be fucked with them once in a while, just for a change!”

“So here’s the way we’re going to do this,” Surjit said. “We want you to start the way we always have, with the men cumming first and then the women. When you’re done with that and the men are hard again, we want the men to lie on the beds, face up, and give us a hand signal. Melanie or I will come by and put the condoms on the men, showing the ladies how it’s done. Then the women will straddle them and ease themselves down on the men’s cocks, at their own speed. That way, the women can spare themselves the possible drawback of a long cock in them by regulating the degree of penetration. Are we all set? OK, let’s begin.”