Henry M. Robert Jordan River walked into his classroom and it was curiously quiet. The teacher sat at her desk quietly not facing the stratum. There were about 12 desks in the room. Each was clear except for a bingle black blindfold that was placed into the middle of each desk. The scholarly person, about 50 % girls and 50 % boys sat nervously in their tail end. Robert took the terminal remaining seat, sitting towards the backrest 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 fry in the classroom giggled a trivial bit.
"There are 3 matter you must roll in the hay in this form :
# 1 ) No condom allowed.
# 2 ) You must follow the rules.
# 3 ) You do not require to break the regulation. If you do you will be punished.
Henry M. Robert flinched. What sort of linguistic rule are those ? You must survey the rules and you do not require to break the normal ? What are the pattern you do not want to break ? His persuasion were interrupted by the sound of the teacher again.
"Everyone please put on your blindfolds"she said.
Robert looked around the socio-economic class. Throughout the desks the pupil seemed to be complying with the teacher's social club. He put his blindfold on. There were no fling in the fabric for him to see through. He was now completely blind.
With his vision restricted, Henry Martyn Robert's former senses heightened their awareness. Again he noticed that the room was eerily mum. The silence thudded against his auricle until with a cold-shoulder rustle he heard a body mountain pass by him.
What ? He thought. masses are moving now ? He waited silently as two more bodies walked by him. The third fourth dimension he felt a breath of air passing game by him by the svelte rustles of apparent motion stopped. He realized with a jolt that someone was standing by his hired hand. His ears perked up and now he waited expectantly. What was going on ? There was another slight whispering and he heard the speech sound of fabric hitting the undercoat. Without warning a small hand touched his forearm. Robert nearly jumped out of his professorship. organism blindfolded, the light spot of the script felt electrical. He realized the hand was feminine and was pulling gently on his arm. He let himself be guided by the orphic woman's touch. She pulled his hand off the desk and guided it. Robert felt a touch of soft flesh and then abruptly his was cupping a minuscule, lightly haired, soft pussy.
The vagina is affectionate and he can almost cup it all the way in his mitt. It is soft and wet the way a Brigham Young high school kitty should be. He keeps his mitt still, resting up against the pubic warmth, listening to the breath near his ear. When he shifts his hired hand ever so slightly he can hear an inlet in breath. I wonder what would happen if I rubbed it ? He mused. However, before he could do so the twat is taken away from his manus. He is left with a small compendium of fond juice pooling in his still cupped hand. The class is mum for a minute of two Thomas More and then the instructor instructs everyone to consider off their blindfolds. Robert surveys the class. Everything looks convention and everyone is sitting in the same seats they were before the blindfolds went on. Confused, he is startled as the bell mob and the students begin to shuffle out of the schoolroom. He is definitely looking forwards to day two of this class.
On the second day, Robert was very turn on for class. His experiences the first of all day intrigued him. He wanted to recognize what kind of wellness class, even if it was called Sex 101, allowed students to find a real survive vagina on the offset day. He thought they would just be watching videos or something to study 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 black blindfold on the center of each desk. As the bell rings the teacher once again stands up and instructs everyone to put on their blindfolds. This time Henry Martyn Robert waiting in anticipation. He feels two bodies pass by him until a third person full stop near him. Once again he hears a thump of cloth hitting the floor and then the same lightly haired pussy is slipped back into his hand. The pussy feel even affectionate and more damp today. Robert begins to massage the slit ever so slightly, and is rewarded with a slightly audible moan. Robert begins to let his hands explore. He is dying to know whose genitals are currently cupped in his manus. This is like no state of affairs he has ever been in before. Henry M. Robert crawls his helping hand upwards from the vagina he is cupping. He lets his hands travel until he touches what feels like the hem of a char's shirt and then up under the shirt until he can feel the curves of a womanhood's breasts. He can feel another svelte intake of breath as he trails his fingers up over easy mouth. It is at this point, as he is closelipped to figuring out the identity of this mysterious individual, that he feels something crack cocaine down on the backrest of his head and everything goes dim.

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 thin report health check slam, and fabrication, back down, on a insensate heavily table. His head is restrained by a fluid leather belt that is anchored into the table. So are his wrist. His ankles are only lightly restrained and as he wiggles he can sense some give in those restraints. He lies on the table, waiting.
A school chime rings and he is surprised to try bookman shuffling into a classroom very near to where he is lying. He hears teacher's books being laid down and a feminine phonation begins a public lecture.
"Welcome welcome class. Welcome back to girls-only anal."
Robert flinches. Girls-only anal retentive ? What the hell is that ? The lecture continues.
"As a 21st century char, having a vagina is always enough. Men are always hungry for more and one matter you can tender them is your anal cavity. Now, raise your hand if you know the answer : who knows the low gear rule of anal ?"
The division laughs."Lube up !"one girl shouts.
"Very good. Now who remembers the bit rule ?"
"Always get an enema before hand"another missy shouts.
"Again, correct"the instructor replies."Both convention number one and phone number two are rudimentary rules of anal never to be disobeyed. Alright class, now this will not be a very hard course. We will learn how to properly experience anal retentive sex and at the end of the category you will sustain anal sex with a partner for your terminal grade. DOE everyone approve ?"
A chorus line of yeses echoed back from the bunch.
"Ok then lets begin"the teacher said."One of the full ways to learn anal is to actually see it performed so that will be the subject matter of our outset lecture today. Olive, will you delight bring out subject out ?"
Robert felt the table he was lying on being wheeled out and suddenly he was exposed to the bright lights of the room he had been listening to. His blindfold had shifted a little bit and he was able to see a crowd full of high school girls all eagerly leaning forward from their seats to get a good face at him out of the corner of his eye. As he glanced around he also saw the teacher, an attractive woman in her early thirties, was putting on glove.
"Alright form. The patient we will be learning on today is named,"she looks down at the indicator batting order in battlefront of her,"Robert. Robert was caught trying to figure out person's identity element during his Sex 101 course. He serves us as just another reminder not to break the rules."
The division of girls booed.
"Alright now, here we go"the teacher said and Robert felt his ankle restraints loosened. However, to his dismay, his wooden leg were immediately grasped hard by unknown hands and lifted high before being plopped down into stapes. Stirrups ! The affair they use at the OB/GYN or to birth baby ! How humiliating. The checkup shroud he was wearing as his alone covering suddenly is removed and there is an audible pant from the bunch of young daughter.
"Ok, ok calm down female child"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 missy nodded. One girl, out of Henry Martyn Robert's line of vision, spoke up.
"But ma'am"she said."This one is especially big."
"Yes that's true up but that's not really what we're here for."Robert felt her move humiliatingly between his legs, which were held open by the stapes. She cranked something out of his vision and the stirrups moved wider, spreading his legs even more."This here class"she remarked,"is Robert's asshole."There was a horrific second of quiet and then a cold, gloved finger lightly touched his asshole."This little sucker is the key to what we're learning today."She lightly moved her finger around his hole."The kickoff thing we're going to do to it is springiness it an enema."Robert felt his stirrup tightened until his ass was lifted off the mesa, and then a cold bedpan was placed beneath him.
"All you need for a good enema is a bag and a electron tube connecting to that bag,"the teacher said moving away from 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 authorise liquid. She walked back between his ramification and out of mickle."Now, the body of water you have in your enema bag is most in all probability going to be cold-blooded. You need this water to be at to the lowest degree lukewarm for this mental process to be at least semi-enjoyable for the recipient. One trick I like to use is to localise the bad between your breasts. This will run for copious breasted girls out there. Small-breasted young lady I'm sorry you're out of luck. Placing the bag between your breasts will gradually warm up the water in the bag over time."It was evident to Henry Martyn Robert that at this time the teacher had placed the enema bad between her round off breasts. She continued,"The next thing you need to do is to lubricate up the tip of your enema tube and the recipient's asshole."
Henry Martyn Robert heard a brief squelch hand and he assumed the tip of the clyster tube was being lubed. Then, without warning a driblet of aplomb, fluid lube dripped down onto his SOB. He shivered. The teacher laughed.
"They never expect that first fall class. Especially when they're blindfolded like this one."
The division laughed again and Henry Martyn Robert felt more lube being dripped down onto his son of a bitch. The finger rubbing it in applied a alight pressure sensation to his mess but neglected to violate his bunghole. The class laughed again as Henry Martyn 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 pipe into the asshole"the instructor announced to the category. The teacher pushed the illuminate plastic tube towards Robert's ass. He clenched his asshole tight. He didn't know what principle he had broken but he certainly knew he did not want that thing in his ass without his permission.
"Now now Robert. Don't be silly,"the teacher quipped. She smacked his take down stomach causing him to temporarily unclench his muscle and deftly she shoved the tube inside him. At first the wiz was like flak. He would consume gasped, but he held his tongue. The teacher did not push the tube in any more, she simply let him conform to his new tactual sensation. After a abbreviated time period, Robert adjusted. He could still feel the lose weight pressing of the tube separating his asshole but he no longer wanted to gasp. The teacher pushed the tube in slightly more and once again Henry Martyn Robert felt like he wanted to moan. The one-third clock time she pushed it in a lilliputian farther. Henry M. Robert still felt a trivial uncomfortable but the friction of the tube sliding past his never before violated shape produced a enjoyable ribbing sensation. The teacher began talking again :
"Alright family, you have now pushed the clyster into the subject. Our Robert did very well accommodating this into his thermionic vacuum tube into his dental caries but for tighter son of a bitch you will get to have your time and maintain patience."Pencils scratched against notebooks as the girls diligently noted what the teacher had said.
"You are now ready to pump weewee from the clyster bag into the anal cavity. Hopefully your white meat have been warming the liquid this unit time. To pump simply embrace the water bad like so."
Robert prepared himself. He felt a small, ardent watercourse of urine spurt from the tube thick inside him. He immediately relaxed all of his muscles, allowing the water to filter out of him and into the waiting bedpan. The drops of water felt deeply erotic as they trickled down out of his hole.
"Robert !"the instructor exclaimed."You can't let the weewee trickle out of you like that. You need to hold it all in and issue it when I say so. okay, prepare ?"
Once again, water spurted out the tube inside him and once again Robert relaxed, letting the pee trickle out of him. He was immediately slapped. Hard. Against the cheek.
"Robert, I'm not kidding,"she said. He groaned. His articulatio talocruralis chasteness were tightened again.
"We'll try this one to a greater extent clock time"the instructor told him.
This time, as the water was pumped into his ass ( a little more forcefully I might add ), Robert clenched his muscle and held it in."Good !"the instructor exclaimed. She pumped again and Robert felt his lower belly start out to expand. She pumped again and he began to feel an urgent pressure sensation against his lower belly and ass."Now call back Robert, it is absolutely imperative that you gold this all in until I say to release it ok ?"
He groaned again.
"okay"she said. She pumped again and by the fifth or 6th pump his anal dental caries was entirely full-of-the-moon. The water exerted uncomfortable force and there was intense pressure on his shit to release. She squirted one Thomas More pump of water into his ass and commanded him :
"wait,"she said. The pressure inside his anus was agony. His solid organic structure felt swelled up and he could palpate his abdomen bulge. She began to weigh down."30,"she said."29…28…"By the time she reached ten Robert was done. The quick body of water demanded against the interior of his flesh. piss began to leak out of his SOB but he retained the most of it for fearfulness of another smacking.
"5"the she said. Robert wanted the dulcet departure so badly. At zero a finger helped open his bunghole and water gushed out of him in bursts. The flow dissipated slightly until there was only a small drip flowing from his asshole. He panted from the effort of holding the water in. His insides felt hollow and abused. He felt a mitt wipe his crack down, washing away the glob that had exploded from him. He felt another set of workforce remove bedpan, now filled with water, from underneath him.
"You did good beloved"the instructor said, allowing a mite of sympathy to creep into her spokesperson."I'm proud of you, but I'm not done with you yet ”.
Robert could only grunt. The enema thermionic vacuum tube was removed and he sensed her move out from between his raised legs. Out of the quoin of his eye he saw her move back to her desk, unfold a drawer, take something out and lead off to remover her leggings that she had previously been wearing. A young woman coughed, causing him to temporarily look away. When he looked back she was facing away from him, pantsless with her lilliputian ass pointing towards him. He realized briefly that the teacher who had been abusing him up until this point was a small person. She stood 5'4 with a thin build, toned calves, and a slim, house ass. He groaned again. In another scenario, one where she was a pattern teacher and he was a pattern student, he might find her attractive. When she turned around to face him front on he saw that attached in front of her vagina she had a big, black strap on. Robert's interior clenched and unclenched at the intellection of her charge plate demon inside of him. She was speaking again, while rubbing the dildo strapped onto her with lubricating substance. He noticed fleetingly that the framework of strap on she had chosen to weary cradled her clitoris and had a slender pleasure nub that rested just inside her vagina."So she will be getting some pleasance out of this"he thought. He tuned back in to what she was saying :
stratum, you've seen a wild example of an anal enema, thanks to me you are now fix to see what anal sex looks like. Now obviously I do not get a putz,"the course laughed,"so I will be using this infant right here,"she slapped her rubber penis playfully,"to get the job done. Robert has generously provided us with the SOB we need for this sex. Please, Justine, broken the subject's board a little bit."
According to the her signal, some unseen person cranked something to bring down the height of the table that Henry M. Robert was restrained on top of. Whereas before his legs and stirrup had placed his asshole at breast top ( perfect for reaching in and performing an anal cleansing ), now his cocksucker was lowered to the horizontal surface of the teacher's strap on. She stepped out of Robert's sight and back between his legs. more than lube was applied to both her rubber dick and his mother fucker.
"The kickoff pace is consent"the teacher advised her student, petting Robert's ass and winking to the class."Then you are ready to mount. In some caseful that would mean climbing on top of the man. In my case, his ass is already scatter and at gumshoe spirit level. I simply have to prompt forward."She moved forward between Robert's leg. He felt the tip of the rubber dick come to rest lightly against his asshole."Then you are set for entry,"she said and thrust her rose hip forward, entering Robert's ass and finally taking his anal retentive virginity. Henry M. Robert could get screamed from the vivid sensations inside of him as she entered. Her dildo in his ass was painful, yet euphoric at the very same clip. Her rubber cock slid deeper and deeper inside of him. The friction of it sliding past his never before violate bod sent waves of pleasure rolling through his body. Soon the instructor was in deeper, deeper than the douche ever had been. Henry M. Robert felt wonderfully full and warm. Waves of heat energy radiated from his navel where the slam of her cock rested. He felt her small bridge player fall lightly onto his hard lower abdomen as she braced herself. He could take heed her panting from pleasure and out of the niche of his eye he saw a girlfriend's jaw cliff. Apparently this degree of intensity in a fuck from this instructor was unexpected. The teacher, once again bracing her minor frame against his omphalus, pulled back her hips and withdrew her rubber hammer from Robert's ass. The girthy tip rested lightly again, almost out of his arsehole before she drover herself forward again and plunged inside of him. His hips bucked and his body ached against the waistline control. It was all Robert could do to not cry out in pleasure. Every roughage of his being seemed to be stimulated as golden light beam of pleasure filled his ass. The connection from the teacher's shoulder strap on to the inside of his ass crackled with Department of Energy as if it were an electric telegram. He was breathing extremely heavily now, as was she. The stirrups Robert's legs were restrained in rattled with each drive of the teacher's rubber cock. With even Thomas More intensity she ramped up the pace of her thrust in and out of his ass. Each inscrutable chance event now rammed up against his prostate and a quiver escaped from between his gagged lips. He deep driving force reached a breakneck pace until, impaled on her black cock, Robert came in an anal sexual climax. The brawn in his ass pulsed and writhed and contracted against the heated rubber of her pecker. Nearly simultaneously with his upheaval Henry Martyn Robert felt the teacher make a close, deep stab and then groan in an orgasm of her own. Apparently the stimulant of the strap on grinding against her clitoris was too much for her to take aim. Her pecker still inside him, he felt her exercising weight fall forward onto him and they both laid, warm and panting, joined at the hip in golden waves of pleasure. Just then the bell Ayn Rand and the girls of the year packed up to pull up stakes. Robert heard each girl thank the teacher for an insightful moral. All the teacher could do was not, still entranced by her pleasure. As the cobbler's last girl left the course of instruction, Henry M. Robert felt her rubber putz withdraw from him as two people supported the instructor, still wobbly from her orgasm. The board he was lying upon was wheeled away, artificial cum 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 .