Assisting the Teacher

Amanda's favorite class her in high school was science. This was a bit of a surprise even to her as she was usually drawn more toward music and writing. What made science class interesting this year, however, was the teacher, Mr. Jenson.

He was tall, oh, so tall! And he was always nice to her, unlike a lot of the teachers and many of her classmates. The girls in school all seemed so catty and the boys so crude. Nobody really paid much attention to her, except her best friend, Susan, but even Susan mostly used Amanda as an audience to which she could reveal the scandalous stories of her latest sexual encounters with some senior boy or another.

Her self-esteem wasn't helped by her being the new girl in school either. She was an army brat and the constant switching of schools as her family moved from base to base had made her struggle academically and socially. She was slim and petite with mousey brown hair, so she didn't really attract much attention from the guys. In fact, though she had turned 18 just a week ago, she had never had a boyfriend or even a real date.

Despite Amanda's feelings of being invisible in class, Mr. Jenson was always super nice to her. He always smiled at her and praised her work, even though science was not really her best subject.

So, when he asked if she could come back to school some evening to assist him with an adult class he was teaching, she was more than thrilled! She asked how she should be dressed and he told her that her school uniform, a short pleated skirt and white button-down blouse, would be fine.

When she arrived at 7PM at the now deserted school, she found the classroom filled with a number of men, and Mr. Jenson at the front.

"How can I help, Mr. Jenson," she said eagerly. "Do you want me to pass out materials? Or maybe write out name tags?"

"Oh, no Amanda. Just have a seat and when I need your help I'll call on you," he replied with a smile.

So, Amanda had a seat near the front of the classroom and the class started.

"Welcome to the Continuing Education Class on Teenage Female Sexuality. I'm sure we will all learn a lot this evening! Miss Smith will be assisting us. Miss Smith will you come up front, please?"

Amanda was taken aback by the title of the class, but she had promised to help, so she stood up and walked to the front of the class. She was a bit surprised (but also very excited) when Mr. Jenson suddenly placed his hands on her waist and lifted her up to sit on the edge of a high lab table at the front of the room. Next to her was a machine. Mr. Jenson switched it on, then slid a cuff-like device attached to it onto her left arm just above her elbow. Suddenly the machine started beeping. One beep every time her heart beat. She noticed display on the machine showed her heartrate and temperature.

"Miss Smith, is an extremely healthy example of a teenage girl at the end of adolescent development. Let take a look at her mammary maturity, shall we?" he said.

Then he turned to Amanda and said, "Please, Miss Smith, unbutton your shirt."

Amanda blushed, "You mean all the buttons?"

"Well, yes of course!"

"But... but," she stammered, "I'm not wearing a bra!"

Amanda never normally went braless (unlike many of her classmates), but tonight, well, she had wanted to impress Mr. Jenson and it was a warm evening...

"So, much the better, Miss Smith! It's less you will have to remove later!"

Slowly Amanda unbuttoned her blouse, very aware that the dozen men in the audience were watching her intently. When she was done she just let the blouse hang from her shoulders, hoping it would simply stay mostly closed so nobody would see her tits, which she felt were not very impressive.

This was not to be the case, however, as the moment the last button was undone, Mr. Jenson, pulled the shirt all the way open exposing the her small, but shapely teenage bust! All those men staring at her, it was so embarrassing! Perhaps Susan should have been helping Mr. Jenson. her tits were much larger and she was certainly more used to showing them off to the boys!

Mr. Jenson stepped behind her and she felt his powerful, big hands slide under her arms and then cup her tits, playing with her bubble-gum pink nipples.

"As you can see, Miss Smith has an excellent body with a pair of breasts that are not enormous, but well-shaped. This is actually an advantage as smaller breasts are often much more sensitive than larger ones. Watch what happens as I massage the flesh and manipulate the nipples a little"

His strong hands on her tits certainly were having an effect on Amanda! Her nipples were very hard now, her heart was pounding (everybody could hear the beeping speed up) and she felt her face flushed with a tiny sheet of sweat. And what was happening between her legs? It felt all tingly down there and a bit damp!

"Notice how flushed Miss Smith's areolas have become and how her nipples have enlarged. And you can also hear how her heartbeat is now significantly elevated. Miss Smith is at the first level of sexual arousal."

Mr. Jenson was right. The machine was beeping faster as it mimicked the pounding of her heart!

"Now we will see if we can bring Miss Smith to the next level of arousal."

Tightening his grip on her chest, he easily lifted her off her butt and into the air. He was so, so strong! "Miss Smith, if you will now slide off your panties, please!"

She wanted to say no! But even more embarrassing then taking her panties off, would be to make a fuss in front of all these men! Sliding her hands up under her skirt she easily slid the violet panties, with the little embroidered kitten on the front, off her bottom and down to her knees. Mr. Jenson sat down her back down on her butt, then walked to the front of the table and before Amanda knew what was happening, pulled the panties off her legs and dropped them onto one of the desks at the front of the classroom. Turning to face her, he placed his hands on her hips and pushed her back on the table a bit, then grabbed her ankles, pushed them apart and up onto the table. Amanda found herself staring at a classroom full of men, leaning back on the table with her legs spread far apart. Her mortification was made complete when, from behind her again, Mr. Jenson pulled her skirt out of the way, exposing her teenage pussy to the entire group.

"As you can see, Miss Smith's sexual development is progressing nicely. As we can see she had removed the hair on her pubic mound so we can't really see if the 'carpet matches the drapes' as they say. However, this will actually make it easier to observe her reactions to simulation in our experiment."

Amanda's family had just come back from a vacation to Disney World and she had shaved her pubic mound to reduce the chances of anything peeking out of her swimsuit. Now, however, her completely bare pussy left her feeling more than naked in front of the crowd.

"To bring her to the next level of arousal," said Mr. Jensen, as he wheeled a video camera out from the side of the classroom, "we will have to stimulate her public area, as one can only get so much arousal out of manipulation of her breasts."

Mr. Jenson's classroom, like most in the school, was equipped with a smart board that could project video. He turned on the camera and adjusted the zoom so that Amanda's inner thighs and cunt filled the 70 inch screen making the pink organ easily visible to the class.

With that Mr. Jenson slipped his hand around her and reached down toward her crotch. His fingers gently spread her legs so that the class could get a good look at her most private parts.

"As you can see the little lips of Miss Smith's vagina guard the entrance to her 'tunnel of love' as they sometimes poetically put it. Watch it carefully as I start to manipulate her clitoris as this will increase her arousal and her body will start to lubricate her vagina, and the lips will become engorged and wet."

With that Mr. Jenson picked up a rubber glove and pulled it on over his hand with a snap. He then slid his gloved hand up a bit to the hood of her clit and began stroking it, while the other hand moved back to her left breast and continued to toy with her nipple. The effect was immediately on her body. The heart monitor's beeping seemed to double and within a few seconds tiny drops of pussy juice started appearing on her pussy lips. On the huge smart board they looked about the size of tennis balls. The class leaned forward watching the demonstration with great interest.

Amanda was so aroused at this point she completely forgot about the dozen pairs of eyes staring at her. She closed her own vivid blue peepers and tired to squelch her need to moan.

Mr. Jenson leaned close and whispered in her ear, "Please, Amanda, don't try to keep quiet. The class needs to see you natural reaction to the simulation. Let it all come out. Don't be shy!"

This was all the encouragement Amanda needed. It was almost impossible to keep her moans and whimpering to herself anyway. "Oh, Mr. Jenson... I... Oh!"

She heard the snap of a second rubber glove being put on as Mr. Jenson continued, "As you may have guessed our subject has reached the 2nd level of arousal. As you can see-" he said using his two gloved hands to part her pussy lips wide and give the class a view deep into her cunt, "- her vagina is dripping with lubricant at this point. Colloquially something referred to by teen girls as 'having a wettie.'"

Amanda was glad Mr. Jenson was standing behind her as her ability to sit upright by herself seemed to have failed her. She was leaning on him and soon her head slumped on his shoulder and let her eyes close. She felt weak and was glad his arms were around her now that both his hands were manipulating her space between her thighs. The tingling she had felt in her cunt now quickly spread all over her entire body.

Picking up a plastic, oblong shaped device about the size of a cigar, he explained, "To get her to the final stage, and reach orgasm, we will have to apply some additional stimulation, in this case, mechanical in nature." He threw a switch on the device and it started buzzing.

Gently he brought the tip of the object to the hood of her clit and applied a small bit of pressure.

"OMG!" Amanda cried, her suddenly heavy breathing kept anything else she said from being understandable. The machine was now beeping at near four times a second as her heart went into overdrive. As Mr. Jenson moved the object around her pussy area with a massaging motion, huge drops of liquid formed on her cunt lips. Soon the drops began falling to the table quickly forming a puddle in between her legs.

"Now watch what happens when I do this," Mr. Jenson instructed.

He started smacking her pussy lips with his hand. Amanda felt a jolt of pain, followed by pleasure.

"As you can see this causes the lips to get even more engorged with blood becoming plump and red," he remarked, again stretching them out for the class to observe. "The increased blood flow will also increase the sensitivity. This in turn will increase the pleasure sensations sent to the brain."

As if on cue, Amanda let out a deep moan and whimper easily heard even at the back of the classroom.

She felt the tip of a gloved finger explore her pussy lips, then slide into her slippery cunt. It went deeper and deeper moving back and forth. It felt so good to be filled! Suddenly she felt the muscles of her cunt tightened seemingly on their own around Mr. Jenson's digit.

"As you can see I've penetrated the subject and her vagina muscles have reacted by contracting on my finger. She is giving me quite a squeeze!" he laughed. "This will produce in the subject a strong and uncontrollable level of pleasure as you can see by her reactions.

The machine was beeping furiously, but Amanda, feeling something unstoppable building up in her loins was completely unaware of the noise.

Suddenly Amanda felt waves of pleasure cascade through her body. She found herself shaking from head to toe as her muscles spasmed with ecstasy. She was so glad Mr. Jenson's arms held her tight, otherwise she surely would have fallen off the table, onto the floor. This feeling pleasure seemed go on for forever! Finally, the pleasure grew so intense, her consciousness just slipped away...

***

As she woke up, she found herself lying flat on her back on the table. Her skirt was still around her hips and her blouse open, and as the audience for the lecture streamed out of the classroom, they all seem to stop for a moment and take a close look at her, nearly naked, reclined body. Oddly, she no longer felt embarrassment, but actually a bit proud that all the men were so interested in her nearly nude form.

When the classroom was empty except for her and Mr. Jenson, she slowly sat up. He was packing up his notes.

"Amanda, I have to thank you for being our demonstration subject, tonight. Having a live model is much more instructive to the class then flat pictures and diagrams!"

"Oh, Mr. Jenson, it was my honor to help! I learned so much tonight too! I was wondering, do you need help with any other classes?"

"Why, yes, Miss Smith, I'm doing a similar class, next week. Would you like to assist?" he replied.

"Oh, very much so, Mr. Jenson!" she said, "Is there anymore help you need tonight? If not, I need to head home. I've got some more homework to do!"

"Well, there is one thing, Miss, Smith. I'm afraid working with you tonight has gotten me quite stimulated myself." He sat down on a chair by his desk. "If you could just come over her and kneel in front of me-"

Amanda was a bit bewildered about why he asked this, but she did what he asked.

He unzipped his pants and out popped a large, fully erect cock. The first one Amanda had ever seen in person.

"But, Mr. Jenson. I've never done anything like this!" she said.

"Well, this is a classroom, Amanda. The right place to learn things. Just open your mouth wide."

As Amanda obeyed, Mr. Jenson took her head in his strong, large hands and guided her onto his manhood. Amanda was a quick study and it wasn't long before she got the hang of sucking on her teacher's penis. As she did she wondered what it would feel like in her pussy. Certainly even more filling that had Mr. Jenson's finger. She realized she liked the idea of being stretched out like that.

Despite this being her first time doing oral, Mr. Jenson was an excellent teacher and she did quite well, only gagging a bit as his load went down her throat, though a few drops of man juice dripped out her nose.

As she wiped the cum off her face off she said, "I've learned so much tonight, Mr. Jenson! I can't wait for next week! Do you need me for anything else?"

"Well, on final thing," he replied. "I'm quite awed with the amount of lubricant your pussy made during the demonstration! Very impressive, indeed! Unfortunately you made quite a mess on the table with your pussy juice and much of it dripped on to the floor making a puddle in the aisle. I'm afraid somebody might slip and fall if it's not cleaned up. Can you get a mop and take care of it?"

"Oh, immediately, sir!" Amanda replied, happily, "I love to help out!"

THE END.