Anatomy Class
Who knew it was fun?
The next evening, I blaze into class dangerously close to the bell. But it’s intentional. I want to avoid the flood of questions my classmates are sure to pepper me with. Scooting into the seat next to Amethyst, I smile shyly at Mr. Onassis.
Instead of reprimanding me for cutting it close, he looks at the clock and says, “Since we are all in attendance, let us begin.”
Amethyst lightly bumps her shoulder against mine and slides over a copy of her notes from last night, whispering. “I figured I would give you these so you don’t fall behind.”
Touched by her thoughtful gesture, I whisper a thank you and hear Mr. Onassis clear his throat.
I immediately look back at him and sit up straighter in my chair.
“Tonight, we will be studying anatomy…”
I stifle my groan, having never been good at biology.
“Many of you have been subjected to a woefully incomplete lecture on basic human anatomy in school. Tonight, I plan to expand your knowledge on the inner workings of your reproductive system.”
My interest suddenly piqued, I flip open my notebook and lean forward, ready to learn all the secrets about the male body…
“The female anatomy is quite complex,” he informs us.
I let out a sigh of disappointment since I’m quite familiar with my anatomy.
Turning on his interactive board, Mr. Onassis shows us a detailed diagram of the female reproductive system.
But instead of boring me with things I already know, he gives me a real education.
I’m shocked to learn the small pea-sized tip of my clitoris has eight thousand sensory nerve fibers packed into it.
That’s even more than the head of a penis!
What’s even more amazing is that my clit is only the tip of the clitoris that you can see.
There is actually a huge network of structures within my pelvic region that make up the clitoris.
After sharing that there have been long scientific disagreements in the past as to the existence of the G-spot, Mr. Onassis explains that it is part of the clitoral system located at the roof of the vaginal wall, just a few inches in.
“Many women find that direct stimulation of their G-spot, either manually or through penile stimulation, increases the intensity of their orgasm.”
Michelle raises her hand. “Does every woman have one? Because I’m pretty sure I don’t.”
Mr. Onassis takes her question seriously and asks, “Has that been verified by your physician?”
She lets out an embarrassed laugh and shakes her head.
“Then pay close attention, Mrs. Adams. You may find this of particular interest.”
Mr. Onassis has my full attention now!
“To better understand the biology behind it, we will be having a live demonstration.”
My eyes widen as I watch a muscular man with a dark tan, broad jawline, and a sexy grin enter the room wearing only his briefs.
“Do I have any volunteers?”
I immediately raise my hand, then suck in my breath sharply when I notice that I’m the only one with my hand up.
Mr. Onassis looks just as surprised. “Thank you for volunteering, Miss Lane. Please come forward.”
I stand up, blushing profusely at my enthusiasm as I walk to the front of the class.
I never volunteer for things…what the hell was I thinking?
Pulling out his chair from behind the desk, Mr. Onassis covers it with a towel before instructing, “Remove your skirt, panties, and corset before sitting on the chair with your legs open.”
I hurry to follow his instructions, swallowing nervously as I sit in the chair and spread my legs to the class.
“Wider, Miss Lane.”
I stare straight ahead, making it a point not to look in Beefcake’s direction.
“We want your classmates to be able to see the entire process.”
I have no idea what process he’s talking about, but as the handsome model approaches me, Mr. Onassis says, “Miss Lane, let me introduce your partner for this demonstration. This submissive is known as mischief.”
By the playful smirk on his lips, I suspect his name is well-earned.
He then turns to mischief and says, “You may address my student as Miss Lane.”
I find it interesting that I’m being paired up with a fellow submissive.
The muscular hunk walks up to me and produces a small golden bullet vibrator. In a husky voice, he asks, “Do I have your permission to pleasure you?”
I bite my bottom lip and look up at him, nodding foolishly.
Mr. Onassis picks up a cane from behind his desk and stands beside me. “The majority of women do not know the process their bodies go through as it builds up to sexual release. As you can clearly see at the beginning of this demonstration, Miss Lane is slightly aroused.”
I blush when he uses the end of his cane to point at my nether region. “You can tell by her slightly engorged outer lips and the pinkening of the entire region.”
Even though I’ve been on stage multiple times with my classmates watching my scenes, this classroom demonstration feels completely different.
Mr. Onassis continues, “As her body becomes stimulated, I want you to notice the changes you see. This will aid you whenever you are asked to perform cunnilingus.”
He then nods to the submissive, mischief.
The man stares at me as he turns the device on and gets down on one knee.
I hear the bullet start up as the hunk of a man places it against my clit.
I stare up at the ceiling as the vibration has its way with my pussy.
I tense even though the stimulation from the vibrator is light because I have an audience.
But it only takes me imagining Valentin in the forest watching me with Matisse to get me in the right mood. I let out a soft moan as he slowly moves the vibrator over my clit with one hand while caressing my breasts with the other.
I hear Mr. Onassis tells the class, “Note the erectness of her nipples. When the nipples are stimulated, her body releases oxytocin into her system, which increases her level of pleasure.”
I can’t disagree with that…
Mischief leans forward and begins sucking on my right nipple. “Yes…” I murmur as he repositions the bullet on my clit at just the right angle. I open my legs even wider and throw my head back.
“Notice how her respiration is increasing. You can also see that the vaginal opening is beginning to narrow.”
I find it amusing to have my body spoken about in such a detached and clinical way. But in the right environment—outside of this classroom, of course—I might even find it hot.
“The female body is truly miraculous,” Mr. Onassis states. “See how the clitoris has become erect? And while it’s not visible to us, the inner walls of her vagina are actually growing in length to accommodate penile penetration.”
I find it utterly fascinating that my body is capable of doing that.
Mischief lets out a low grunt in response to Mr. Onassis’s words.
Glancing down at his crotch, I notice he is experiencing his own “growth”.
Mr. Onassis continues, “Note the color change of the entire area. As blood begins to concentrate in the groin area, everything starts to swell and darken. Inside, her G-spot is also enlarging and becomes more sensitive to manipulation.”
I gasp softly when mischief turns off the bullet and places it on the desk, quickly slipping his finger inside my pussy and rubbing the roof of my vagina.
The stimulation encourages my inner muscles to contract in a pleasurable way.
I remember when Lord Murray played with my pussy in a similar fashion, and I moan as another wave of pleasure shoots through my body.
I squirm in the chair as my body responds to his focused touch. When mischief leans down and teases my clit with his tongue, electricity shoots through my body. “Oh, shit!”
My thighs start to tremble as a wave of pleasure washes over me. I have no control over the orgasm about to happen.
As if he knows how close I really am, Mr. Onassis says, “When the muscular tension reaches a certain level, the body responds with release.”
The handsome sub pulls back and looks at me with a mischievous smile as he begins rubbing my G-spot more vigorously with his finger. I see now how he got his name…
The faster he strokes me, the wetter I become until I cry out in passion as the building orgasm takes over my body. My hips thrust upward of their own accord in the chair and start moving in a rhythmic motion when my climax hits.
Mischief immediately removes his finger and stands up as Mr. Onassis points out, “You can see that the rhythmic contractions of the vagina and sphincter are in sync with one another.”
I throw back my head and moan as fluid gushes from between my legs with each wave of my intense climax. When my climax ebbs away, I sit there panting softly in satisfaction.
“That was an excellent example of squirting during orgasm,” Mr. Onassis states with approval. “For those who are unfamiliar with female ejaculation, it is an emission of clear, watery fluid that can happen during orgasm, especially when the G-spot has been stimulated.”
Mischief grabs a hand towel and begins drying me off while Mr. Onassis continues. “Research has found that up to fifty-four percent of women may experience squirting during sex.”
Michelle raises her hand. “I can guarantee you I’ve never experienced anything like that!”
“It may be possible that you have not had the right kind of stimulation, Mrs. Adams.”
The class suddenly breaks out in excited chatter, but Mr. Onassis is quick to quiet them down. “While I certainly understand your excitement, we have a lot to cover tonight. Rest assured, we will be returning to this topic later in the week,” he explains.
Mischief helps me to my feet, and I can’t help but notice his impressive hard-on. “I will tidy up while you dress, Miss Lane.”
I nod to him and pick up my pile of clothes, quickly walking back to my table to finish dressing where I won’t be the center of attention. I catch envious glances from several of my friends, and a dark scowl from Beefcake.
I just smile as I walk past him. Nothing can touch me after a satisfying come like that!
Once I am fully clothed again and have my pen in my hand, Mr. Onassis turns to the male sub. “Miss Lane has already prepared the next portion of the lesson tonight.
“I will now list the sensitive areas of the penis. Pay attention, as I will be brief.” Using the cane as a pointer, he begins, “Here is the short list of the sensitive areas on the penis. The slit on the tip of the penis is called the meatus. The corona is the ridge around the head of the penis. See this stringy bit just under the head of the cock? It is called the frenulum. And the base is just above the testicles. It is a common mistake to focus your attention solely on stoking the shaft when each one of these four points is highly sensitive and will provide your partner with maximum stimulation.”
I quickly sketch out mischief’s penis and label each part so I won’t forget. This is vital information!
“Because these areas are highly sensitive, it is important to determine what your partner finds pleasurable, as it can be different for each individual.” He slides the pointer up and down mischief’s cock.
“Although stroking the shaft is an important part of fellatio, it has the least number of nerve endings.”
The simple stimulation has the desired effect, and mischief’s hard-on becomes even more impressive.
Mr. Onassis continues in a matter-of-fact tone, “Massaging the testes can boost the erection, especially when scrunching them gently upwards. Similarly, taking the balls into your mouth and sucking lightly will also add to his pleasure.”
Speaking to mischief, he says, “Please turn and bend over.”
Mischief immediately follows his orders, and our teacher continues, “The perineum is the small area between the testicles and the anus. This is another pleasure zone that should not be forgotten. You can stimulate it with either a finger caress or a lick. Pay particular attention to the amount of pressure your partner enjoys.”
“You may stand back up and face the class,” he instructs mischief.
Holding out the cane to Tamara, Mr. Onassis says, “Miss Robinson, please point out the areas as I name them.”
Tamara nods and gets up from her desk to take it from him. After she correctly identifies each area, he commends her. “Have you learned anything that you were unaware of until now?”
She chuckles lightly. “Yes. And I’m looking forward to utilizing what I have learned tonight.”
“Excellent,” he states as he takes the cane from her.
I feel as if we’ve all been given a cheat code, and it’s empowering!
Although it’s also a little embarrassing, because I’ve always prided myself on my oral skills…but there is so much I didn’t know!
Mr. Onassis turns to mischief. “Thank you. You may return to your mistress.”
Our handsome submissive nods to him and re-dresses, his impressive hard-on straining his briefs. He walks stiffly as he leaves the classroom. I find it extremely hot that his mistress will be benefiting from our classroom demonstration.
Mr. Onassis turns to address us. “I trust all of you have paid adequate attention. The practicums this evening will test what we’ve just discussed in class, and I expect each of you to make good use of your newfound knowledge.”