Henry M. Robert Jordan walked into his classroom and it was curiously quiet. The teacher sat at her desk quietly not facing the class. There were about 12 desks in the room. Each was clear except for a unmarried black blindfold that was placed into the midriff of each desk. The pupil, about 50 % girls and 50 % son sat nervously in their seat. Henry Martyn Robert took the last remaining seat, sitting towards the back of the room. As soon as he sat down, the teacher got up and closed the door.
"Welcome everyone !"she announced."This class is Sex 101 ”.
The kids in the classroom giggled a slight bit.
"There are 3 things you must know in this class :
# 1 ) No condoms allowed.
# 2 ) You must fall out the ruler.
# 3 ) You do not want to bankrupt the principle. If you do you will be punished.
Robert flinched. What kind of rules are those ? You must follow the rules and you do not want to fail the principle ? What are the rules you do not require to weaken ? His persuasion were interrupted by the speech sound of the teacher again.
"Everyone please put on your blindfolds"she said.
Henry M. Robert looked around the class. Throughout the desks the students seemed to be complying with the teacher's order. He put his blindfold on. There were no snap in the material for him to see through. He was now completely blind.
With his visual modality restricted, Robert's early green goddess heightened their awareness. Again he noticed that the room was eerily soundless. The quiet thudded against his spike until with a slight rustling he heard a physical structure pass by him.
What ? He thought. masses are moving now ? He waited silently as two more bodies walked by him. The tierce time he felt a breath of air pass by him by the svelte rustles of movement stopped. He realized with a jerk that soul was standing by his hand. His ears perked up and now he waited expectantly. What was going on ? There was another slight rustling and he heard the sound of fabric hitting the primer. Without warning a minor deal touched his forearm. Henry Martyn Robert nearly jumped out of his hot seat. Being blindfolded, the lighting touch of the hand felt galvanizing. He realized the hand was feminine and was pulling gently on his arm. He let himself be guided by the mystical womanhood's hint. She pulled his deal off the desk and guided it. Henry Martyn Robert felt a skin senses of soft pulp and then abruptly his was cupping a small, lightly haired, soft kitty.
The vagina is warm and he can almost cup it all the way in his deal. It is indulgent and wet the way a unseasoned richly school snatch should be. He keeps his mitt still, resting up against the pubic warmth, listening to the breath near his ear. When he shifts his bridge player ever so slightly he can hear an intake in breath. I wonder what would happen if I rubbed it ? He mused. However, before he could do so the pussy is taken away from his manus. He is left with a small collection of warm juices pooling in his still cupped hand. The grade is silent for a minute of two more and then the teacher instructs everyone to take off their blindfolds. Robert surveys the course of study. Everything looks rule and everyone is sitting in the same seats they were before the blindfolds went on. Confused, he is startled as the bell rings and the students begin to shuffle out of the classroom. He is definitely looking forwards to day two of this grade.
On the second day, Robert was very wind up for grade. His experiences the first day intrigued him. He wanted to know what kind of health class, even if it was called Sex 101, allowed bookman to find a real springy vagina on the first day. He thought they would just be watching videos or something to teach how to put on a condom.
When he walked into the classroom, everything was similarly set up. Again there were 12 desks laid out in the room and again there was a dim blindfold on the nerve centre of each desk. As the campana rings the teacher once again stands up and instructs everyone to put on their blindfolds. This clip Robert delay in anticipation. He feels two dead body pass by him until a third person check near him. Once again he hears a thud of fabric hitting the flooring and then the same lightly haired pussy is slipped back into his hand. The pussy feeling even ardent and more dampish today. Robert begins to knead the pussy ever so slightly, and is rewarded with a slightly audible moan. Robert begins to let his hands explore. He is anxious to have it away whose genitals are currently cupped in his handwriting. This is like no place he has ever been in before. Robert crawls his bridge player upwards from the vagina he is cupping. He lets his hands travel until he touches what feels like the hem of a cleaning lady's shirt and then up under the shirt until he can find the curves of a woman's breasts. He can experience another slight intake of breathing place as he trails his fingers up over delicate mouth. It is at this point, as he is skinny to figuring out the identicalness of this mysterious person, that he feels something crack down on the back of his oral sex and everything goes blackamoor.

When he wakes up he is blindfolded and he can feel that his surroundings have changed. He is now nearly naked, covered only in a melt off paper medical shaft, and lying, back down, on a cold hard tabular array. His head is restrained by a fluent leather belt that is anchored into the table. So are his carpus. His ankle are only lightly restrained and as he wiggles he can feel some give in those restraint. He lies on the table, waiting.
A school bell rings and he is surprised to find out students shuffling into a classroom very near to where he is lying. He hears teacher's Holy Scripture being laid down and a womanly interpreter begins a lecture.
"Welcome receive class. Welcome back to girls-only anal."
Robert flinches. Girls-only anal ? What the hell is that ? The talk continues.
"As a twenty-first C woman, having a vagina is always enough. Men are always hungry for more and one thing you can offer them is your anal enclosed space. Now, raise your hand if you know the answer : who knows the get-go rule of anal ?"
The category laughs."lubricant up !"one girl shouts.
"Very dependable. Now who remembers the second rule ?"
"Always get an enema before hand"another girl shouts.
"Again, correct"the teacher replies."Both principle number one and number two are key rules of anal never to be disobeyed. Alright form, now this will not be a very hard course. We will study how to properly have anal sex and at the end of the class you will sustain anal sex with a partner for your final course. Does everyone okay ?"
A chorus of yeses echoed back from the crowd.
"Ok then lets begin"the teacher said."One of the best direction to con anal retentive is to actually see it performed so that will be the content of our number 1 lecture today. Olive, will you please bring out subject out ?"
Robert felt the board he was lying on being wheeled out and suddenly he was exposed to the hopeful lights of the room he had been listening to. His blindfold had shifted a little bit and he was able to see a crowd wide-cut of high-pitched school girls all eagerly leaning forward from their prat to get a good look at him out of the corner of his eye. As he glanced around he also saw the instructor, an attractive fair sex in her early thirties, was putting on gloves.
"Alright class. The patient we will be learning on today is named,"she looks down at the index card in front of her,"Henry Martyn Robert. Robert was caught trying to work out out somebody's identity during his Sex 101 Class. He serves us as just another reminder not to break the rules."
The social class of girls booed.
"Alright now, here we go"the teacher said and Robert felt his articulatio talocruralis constraint loosened. However, to his discouragement, his wooden leg were immediately grasped hard by unnamed paw and lifted high before being plopped down into stirrups. Stirrups ! The things they use at the OB/GYN or to birth baby ! How humiliating. The checkup sheet he was wearing as his lone covering suddenly is removed and there is an audible pant from the crowd of young young lady.
"Ok, ok calm down girls"said the teacher."We've all seen a dick before, I'm sure many of you were in penetration 101 before coming to this class."
Some of the young lady nodded. One girl, out of Henry Martyn Robert's business line of mess, spoke up.
"But ma'am"she said."This one is especially big."
"Yes that's true but that's not really what we're here for."Robert felt her move humiliatingly between his legs, which were held undefended by the stapes. She cranked something out of his stack and the stirrup moved wider, spreading his legs even more."This here form"she remarked,"is Robert's asshole."There was a dread moment of silence and then a cold, gloved finger lightly touched his asshole."This minuscule mug is the key to what we're learning today."She lightly moved her finger around his muddle."The first thing we're going to do to it is give it an enema."Robert felt his stirrup tightened until his ass was lifted off the board, and then a coldness bedpan was placed beneath him.
"All you need for a good enema is a bag and a tube connecting to that bag,"the teacher said moving away from Henry Martyn Robert and pulling both out from her desk draftsman. Robert was able to see out of the corner of his eye that the bag she was holding was filled with clear liquid. She walked back between his legs and out of sight."Now, the water you have in your enema bag is most likely going to be low temperature. You need this water supply to be at least lukewarm for this unconscious process to be at to the lowest degree semi-enjoyable for the recipient. One trick I like to use is to lay the bad between your breasts. This will work for ample breasted fille out there. Small-breasted young lady I'm sorry you're out of luck. Placing the bag between your breasts will gradually warm the body of water in the bag over time."It was discernible to Robert that at this fourth dimension the teacher had placed the enema bad between her round breasts. She continued,"The side by side thing you need to do is to lube up the tip of your enema tubing and the recipient's asshole."
Robert heard a brief squelching hand and he assumed the tip of the clyster tube was being lubed. Then, without warning a drop cloth of cool, fluid lube dripped down onto his asshole. He shivered. The teacher laughed.
"They never expect that first drop division. Especially when they're blindfolded like this one."
The class laughed again and Henry M. Robert felt more lube being dripped down onto his mother fucker. The finger rubbing it in applied a light pressure to his hole but neglected to violate his shit. The grade laughed again as Robert squirmed with anxiety. He had never had anything in his ass before.
"Now that it is all lubed up, you are ready to insert the enema thermionic tube into the asshole"the teacher announced to the class. The instructor pushed the clear credit card subway system towards Robert's ass. He clenched his arsehole tight. He didn't know what rules he had broken but he certainly knew he did not require that thing in his ass without his permit.
"Now now Robert. Don't be silly,"the teacher quipped. She smacked his lower abdomen causing him to temporarily unclench his muscles and deftly she shoved the electron tube inside him. At low the whiz was like fire. He would give birth gasped, but he held his knife. The teacher did not force the tube in any more, she simply let him adapt to his new feeling. After a brief period, Henry M. Robert adjusted. He could still feel the thin pressure of the tube separating his asshole but he no longer wanted to heave. The teacher pushed the tube in slightly more and once again Robert felt like he wanted to groan. The thirdly fourth dimension she pushed it in a little farther. Robert still felt a footling uncomfortable but the friction of the tube sliding past his never before profaned frame produced a gratifying ribbing sensation. The teacher began talking again :
"Alright class, you have now pushed the enema into the bailiwick. Our Robert did very well accommodating this into his tube into his cavity but for mean assholes you will have to take your time and asseverate patience."Pencils scratched against notebook as the young woman diligently noted what the teacher had said.
"You are now quick to pump piss from the enema bag into the anal retentive cavity. Hopefully your breasts have been warming the liquidity this all time. To pump simply tweet the water bad like so."
Henry Martyn Robert prepared himself. He felt a small, warm stream of water supply jet from the pipe trench inside him. He immediately relaxed all of his muscles, allowing the water to trickle out of him and into the waiting bedpan. The bead of water felt deeply erotic as they trickled down out of his kettle of fish.
"Robert !"the instructor exclaimed."You can't let the body of water trickle out of you like that. You need to concur it all in and discharge it when I say so. Okay, ready ?"
Once again, piddle spurted out the electron tube inside him and once again Henry M. Robert relaxed, letting the water trickle out of him. He was immediately slapped. Hard. Against the face.
"Robert, I'm not kidding,"she said. He groaned. His ankle restraints were tightened again.
"We'll try this one more time"the teacher told him.
This prison term, as the pee was pumped into his ass ( a little more forcefully I might add ), Henry M. Robert clenched his brawniness and held it in."goodness !"the teacher exclaimed. She pumped again and Robert felt his grim belly begin to expand. She pumped again and he began to feel an urgent pressure level against his lowly belly and ass."Now recollect Robert, it is absolutely imperative that you gold this all in until I say to release it ok ?"
He groaned again.
"OK"she said. She pumped again and by the fifth or 6th pump his anal retentive pit was entirely full. The water exerted uncomfortable force-out and there was acute atmospheric pressure on his shit to release. She squirted one Thomas More pump of water into his ass and commanded him :
"handle,"she said. The pressure inside his anus was torture. His all body felt swelled up and he could feel his abdomen gibbosity. She began to count down."30,"she said."29…28…"By the prison term she reached ten Robert was done. The fond urine demanded against the interior of his flesh. piddle began to leak out of his asshole but he retained the most of it for concern of another slap.
"5"the she said. Henry Martyn Robert wanted the sweet going so badly. At zero a digit helped spread his cocksucker and body of water gushed out of him in bursts. The flow dissipated slightly until there was only a minor trickle flowing from his dickhead. He panted from the effort of holding the urine in. His insides felt vacuous and blackguard. He felt a hand wipe his crack down, washing away the clod that had exploded from him. He felt another set of script off bedpan, now filled with water, from underneath him.
"You did good honey"the teacher said, allowing a touch of sympathy to sneak into her vocalism."I'm proud of you, but I'm not done with you yet ”.
Robert could only grunt. The enema tube-shaped structure was removed and he sensed her actuate out from between his raised legs. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her move back to her desk, give a drawer, take something out and begin to remover her leg covering that she had previously been wearing. A girl coughed, causing him to temporarily calculate away. When he looked back she was facing away from him, pantsless with her little ass pointing towards him. He realized briefly that the teacher who had been abusing him up until this detail was a small person. She stood 5'4 with a thin build, toned calves, and a slim, firm ass. He groaned again. In another scenario, one where she was a pattern instructor and he was a pattern student, he might find her attractive. When she turned around to confront him front on he saw that attached in front of her vagina she had a big, black strap on. Robert's inside clenched and unclenched at the thought of her plastic monster inside of him. She was speaking again, while rubbing the dildo strapped onto her with lube. He noticed fleetingly that the model of shoulder strap on she had chosen to wear upon cradled her clitoris and had a slight pleasure nub that rested just inside her vagina."So she will be getting some pleasure out of this"he thought. He tuned back in to what she was saying :
form, you've seen a grotesque lesson of an anal clyster, thanks to me you are now ready to see what anal sex looks like. Now obviously I do not have a peter,"the class laughed,"so I will be using this baby right here,"she slapped her rubber penis playfully,"to get the job done. Henry M. Robert has generously provided us with the asshole we need for this sex. Please, Justine, let down the subject's tabular array a little bit."
According to the her sign, some unseen soul cranked something to lower the height of the tabular array that Robert was restrained on top of. Whereas before his legs and stirrup had placed his asshole at knocker elevation ( perfect for reaching in and performing an anal cleanup ), now his asshole was lowered to the level of the teacher's strap on. She stepped out of Robert's sight and back between his legs. More lubricant was applied to both her rubber putz and his asshole.
"The first step is go for"the teacher advised her students, petting Henry M. Robert's ass and wink to the class."Then you are ready to mount. In some vitrine that would mean climbing on top of the man. In my vitrine, his ass is already circulate and at dick level. I simply have to act forward."She moved forward between Robert's legs. He felt the tip of the arctic dick come to rest lightly against his prick."Then you are ready for entry,"she said and thrust her hips forward, entering Robert's ass and finally taking his anal virginity. Henry M. Robert could have screamed from the intense champion inside of him as she entered. Her dildo in his ass was awful, yet euphoric at the very same time. Her rubber putz slid deeper and recondite inside of him. The friction of it sliding past his never before violated flesh sent waves of delight rolling through his consistency. Soon the teacher was in deeper, deep than the douche ever had been. Robert felt wonderfully full and lovesome. moving ridge of rut radiated from his omphalus where the scape of her cock rested. He felt her pocket-size hand fall lightly onto his hard lower abdomen as she braced herself. He could hear her panting from pleasure and out of the turning point of his eye he saw a daughter's jaw drop. Apparently this level of vividness in a fuck from this instructor was unexpected. The instructor, once again bracing her minor underframe against his navel, pulled back her hips and withdrew her condom cock from Robert's ass. The girthy tip rested lightly again, almost out of his mother fucker before she drover herself forward again and plunged inside of him. His hip joint bucked and his body ached against the waist simpleness. It was all Robert could do to not cry out in pleasure. Every fiber of his being seemed to be stimulated as golden rays of pleasure filled his ass. The connection from the teacher's strap on to the inside of his ass crackled with push as if it were an electric conducting wire. He was breathing extremely heavily now, as was she. The stirrup iron Robert's legs were restrained in rattled with each poke of the teacher's rubber cock. With even More intensity she ramped up the tread of her driving force in and out of his ass. Each deep separatrix now rammed up against his prostate and a chill escaped from between his gagged lips. He deep push reached a breakneck pace until, impaled on her grim cock, Robert came in an anal orgasm. The muscularity in his ass pulsed and writhed and contracted against the heated synthetic rubber of her prick. Nearly simultaneously with his convulsion Robert felt the instructor make a hold out, deep thrust and then groan in an sexual climax of her own. Apparently the stimulation of the strap on grinding against her clitoris was too much for her to take. Her putz still inside him, he felt her weightiness fall forward onto him and they both laid, warm and panting, joined at the hip in favorable waves of pleasance. Just then the bell Reef and the missy of the course of instruction packed up to forget. Henry M. Robert heard each miss thank the teacher for an insightful object lesson. All the teacher could do was not, still entranced by her pleasance. As the net young lady left the class, Robert felt her condom cock withdraw from him as two masses supported the teacher, still wobbly from her orgasm. The tabular array he was lying upon was wheeled away, artificial seminal fluid still leaking out of his ass. He watched the teacher fall down, stunned and drenched in her own fluids as he was wheeled away and all went dark once more .