Frank Downey - Naked In School

Anyhow, the morning was fine. I got diddled numerous times and had more hands on my boobs than I can count, so I wasn’t kidding when I told Jared I needed relief. I wonder if I asked Ms. T, what she would say. She seemed receptive to it, yesterday.

Anyhow, we walked into Biology, and there were two chairs set up in the front of the room. Well, I suppose I should have expected that. As I should have expected it when Ms. T pointed Jared and I into the two chairs. The rest of the class filed in, laughing and hooting at the two naked dweebs sitting in front of the class.

"All right. Now that we’re here, we can begin. Jared, normally I’d ask you if you need relief, but I’m going to hold off. If you need relief later, there will be an opportunity."

Damn, there goes my chance. What opportunity, though, I wondered?

"I’m fine," Jared was saying. "I got attacked in gym." Everybody laughed at that. Hmmm. I had gym next. Maybe I could get some of the boys to give me a going-over in the shower.

Jesus. What was happeningto me?!?!?

Anyhow, I figured I’d better concentrate on what Ms. T was saying, because it obviously involved me. "This, as you may have guessed, is anatomy. More particularly, sexual anatomy. Jared and Amanda get to be our guinea pigs." I grinned and waved. The mask wasn’t gone, after all.

"I’m going to start with Jared. Obviously, we all know what a penis is." Everyone laughed at that. "What we’re going to talk about is how it works. Jared, do you masturbate?"

"I’m an almost-seventeen-year-old boy, what do youthink?" he joked.

"I’ll take that as a yes, then," Ms T laughed. "What I want you to tell the class is what you know about your penis, and what makes you feel good."

"The underside," he said. "Continuous pressure on the underside, that’s what feels best. What I think girls might not know, judging from some of them that have grabbed me today, is that the head is actually oversensitive. An occasional rub is great, but if you pay toomuch attention to the head, it hurts."

"What about your testicles? Does any attention paid to them help?" Ms T asked.

"Yeah, but it has to be a lighttouch. Don’t squeeze so hard. One girl in the halls today grabbed ‘em and almost turned me into a soprano." The class cracked up at that.

I have to admit, I was fascinated. And Jared was actually dealing with all of this very easily. Something had happened to him, too.

I was determined to be as cool as he was. It wasn’t as easy, though, because, as Ms. T pointed out, a girl’s anatomy is more complicated than a boy’s. I had to spread my legs very wide, which was embarrassing enough. Then I had to point out my labia-inner and outer-my vagina, and my clitoris. Yes, it was embarrassing. All the boys took a nice good long look. Jared did too, the fink!

"Now, do you masturbate, Amanda?"

"Sometimes," I admitted. Last night, for one, furiously, though I didn’t say thatout loud!

"Where are your most pleasurable places?"

"Well, inside my inner labia, in between my vagina and my…er…clit. That’s more sensitive than you’d realize. Right at the entrance to my vagina, that’s very sensitive. Oh, and there’s a place inside, towards the front of my body."

"That’s your G-spot. Now, what about your clitoris?"

"That’s the most sensitive, but it’s kind of like what Jared was saying about the head of his…er…penis. It’s almost too sensitive, especially at the beginning. I have to work my way up to that. Once I’m, you know, into it, it’s the best place."

"Great," Ms T said. Great for her, she didn’t have to describe her masturbatory technique to a bunch of classmates! "Now that we know what feels good, the next step is a demonstration."

A demonstration?!?!?

"First of all, this does notconstitute a reasonable request. Both or either of you are welcome to refuse. Jared, have you ever masturbated a girl?"

"Uh, no," he stammered out. I got the same question, about a boy, of course. I also answered no, which was the truth. And I knew what was coming next. Oh, shit.

I was right. "What I’m going to ask you to do is masturbate each other, to orgasm. I trust you were both listening to what the other one said." We both nodded. "So, you know what pleases the other one-and you can discover more of that once you get started. Now, as I said, this is notmandatory, you can refuse, and I don’t want anyone else in the class to say a word. This is up to you."

‘Sure, why not?" Damn that facade of mine, it answered before the sane part of me could shut it up. Well, I suppose I really couldn’t say no. Plus, I didsay I wanted relief, right? I just hope I didn’t screw up doing him.

"You’re really OK with this?" he whispered.

Him, I told the truth. "No, I’m scared to death," I whispered back, "but I don’t think we can get out of this. Really. It’ll be OK."

"OK. Fine. I’ll do it," he said out loud. Ms T had us maneuver our chairs so that they were facing one another. My legs were spread, and our knees were almost touching.

"One thing Amanda didn’t mention, Jared, is that girls are slower to heat up. Attention to the breasts usually helps with that."

"Uh, OK," he stammered and, bless him, he reached out for my boobs, and started fondling them and rubbing my nipples. It felt great,I have to admit. "Is this OK?" he asked.

"Yeah, but they don’t break, so you don’t have to be so careful," I said, grinning at him. He took the hint and applied a bit more pressure. It felt even better.

Well, in for a penny, in for a pound-so I reached out underneath his arms and grabbed his…dick. See, I can say that, too. I grabbed for his dick and started moving my hand up and down with it. "OK?" I asked.

"Yeah," he grunted with a grin," just be careful. That doesbreak." I giggled at that. "That wet spot at the head is precum, if you spread that around, it’s easier." I did so.

As I did, his right hand moved down. And, the dear boy, he hadbeen paying attention-his first move was a long swipe with his finger from my entrance up to my clit. I shuddered, I know I did.

That’s when I looked up-I had been looking down, at what I was doing, but I looked up then. I realized he was looking at me, and our eyes locked.

It was right then that the class disappeared. I stopped noticing that anyoneelse was in the room, except Jared and me. Our eyes were locked on each other’s. I stared deep into him as he diddled me, and his dick in my hand just felt right, I don’t know any other way to describe it. And him? Jesus. He slipped a finger in me, and I jumped. He let it slide in and out slowly, deliberately, and I started panting. He then spread my wetness all up and down-and, when he got it spread out nicely, he flicked my clit.

I squealed. He kept it up, and I know I kept squealing. I could not believehow good this felt. Meanwhile, I was, believe it or not, concentrating on what I was doing to him, and I could tell he was getting close. His eyes were black as they stared into mine, and he was breathing as heavily as I was. His hand dropped off my boob-damn-and the other one stopped moving so quickly, so I stroked him a little harder. He gave me a little sign, letting me know he was close, and I nodded. That’s when he came, in a torrent. Since I had his dick pointing slightly upward when it happened, he came all over my boobs.

And I thought letting him undress me was intimate!