Date: Wed, 14 Sep 2011 18:50:49 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The School. Chapter Three

   We lay together for the rest of the night, waking and kissing before
falling back to sleep, only to reawaken and kiss again. Nature called, and
I slowly had to disentangle myself from her limbs before I could get off
the bed. After using the toilet, I stopped at my own bed and looked at the
small clock I had brought with me. I saw that it was just after six, so
there was only an hour left till getting up time, so I took my sarong, not
bothering to put it on but slinging it over my shoulder, went and made my
way down to the little room that was called the gym.

   This `gym' contained two cycles, two jogging machines and two for
rowing. I elected to work up a sweat on one of the latter and I'd rowed
nearly three miles by the clock at the foot of the machine when the door
opened and Connie came in.

   `Oh, sorry. I didn't think anybody else would be up this early.'

   She looked nice. Her hair tousled and her breasts were large and firm,
the nipples large by comparison to the aureoles that surrounded them. `Do
you mind if I do some jogging?'

   `Go ahead,' I said, losing my rhythm at the sight of her and the way she
moved and mounted the jogging machine. She turned it on, adjusting a dial
and then started to trot as the belt beneath her feet began to move. I had
to stop rowing as she jogged, because the machine was facing me and with
her hands lightly on the side bars, didn't stop her breasts from jumping up
and down with every step she took.

   My blood started to heat up, but again in the wrong place. My cock rose
up fast and was soon rigid, standing up quite proud of my thighs, the head
throbbing and seemed to be bouncing to the speed of those magnificent
breasts before my eyes.

   `I see you're pleased to see me,' she said with laughter in her eyes,
not losing her stride. `I hope it's going to be like that all the time when
we are partners.'

   `I hope so too,' I laughed, trying to cover up my embarrassment as I
tried to do some rowing again, but it was difficult with my cock bouncing
about between my legs, so I gave it up. There was nothing I could do about
my erection as I stood up and wiped my face and chest with my sarong, I
just had to stand there in front of her. I tried to talk of anything but
sex, but I didn't make a good job of it.

   `Oh Will. Go and have a cold shower,' she said, coming to a halt, her
breasts heaving from the jogging, `you're starting to get me all hot
standing there like that.'

   `Good idea,' I mumbled, and putting the sarong around my waist which did
not hide what was jutting out, turned and left the gym. By taking it slow
going up the stairs, I managed to get it down so that it was not that
obvious by the time I got to Ann's bed. She was still asleep, so I pulled
down the sheet and gave her a light slap on the rounded bottom.

   `Come on sleepy head. Time for the showers.'

   `I hate you,' she murmured sleepily with her eyes still shut but with a
small smile on her face belaying the lie. `Keeping a girl awake all night
and then not letting her get her beauty sleep.'

   She rolled over and sat up and made her breasts go taut as she stretched
her arms and opened her eyes as I took off my sarong.

   `Now that's a sight to make a girl happy,' as my prick had started to
rise seeing her so sweet and lovable in that dishevelled state.

   She jumped out of bed and grabbed her towel and I picked up mine as I
passed my bed as we went into the showers, oblivious to the others who were
also washing themselves. Donning our sarongs after drying ourselves and
putting away toothbrushes etc, we went down to breakfast. The tables had
reverted back to two long ones again, David and Debbie were already seated
and eating, and we got our breakfast and sat down opposite them. It was
nice to be sitting and eating your breakfast and see a nice pair of tit's
the other side of the table as well as the pair next to me.

   The others came drifting in their pairings and there was a nice hubbub
of noise as everyone made conversation. It wasn't long before Penny came
in, dressed, if that's the right word with only a sarong on and announced
that class would commence in fifteen minutes and to do what ablutions we
needed, stressing that it was important that after all bodily functions, we
were to make sure we were really clean afterwards.

   We entered the classroom in our pairings and all drifted to the futons
that we had occupied the day before and sat down to await Penny and
Peter. They duly arrived with Peter saying good morning to us all and
getting a chorus of the same back.

   `As Penny said last night, you followed the basic pattern by going ahead
with intercourse at the first opportunity. Slow down! Don't burn yourself
out. This is basically aimed at you men, as a woman can have sex almost
continuously, though not always having an orgasm. Whereas you have to have
an erection, and that cannot be done so quickly.

   So we will carry on today with the erogenous zones on both bodies, not
just concentrating on the female form as happened yesterday. There are
disinfected cloths by your futons that are to be used to clean your fingers
after finding the anal zones. This is especially important, because you
shouldn't use a finger that has just been used in the anus to be used upon
the female genitalia. Observe your partner's reactions to all
stimuli. Observation is the key word here, and I'd like to tell you a
little joke to demonstrate this.

   A doctor of pathology had a class of raw students about to handle their
first corpse. Each student stood behind a table with a cadaver before them,
as did the doctor on the platform facing them. `Observation,' he told them,
`is the first thing that you must learn before we let you loose to become a
pathologist. Watch what I do and then follow suit.' He raised his hand and
extended a finger, which he then inserted into the anus of the cadaver
before him and kept it there for a few seconds whilst the students did the
same. He then withdrew his finger and holding his hand up, slowly licked
his finger. All the students went pale at this, and with shaking hands and
fingers, they started to do the same. One student fainted and another
vomited over his corpse while the others looked sick and green. `Now I'm
sure,' the doctor continued, holding up his hand with the middle finger
raised, `that you observed that I inserted this finger into the cadaver,
and on withdrawing it,' he raised it up to his mouth, but then closed his
hand and raised his index finger, `then licked this one! That, my young
people, is observation.''

   There had been some gasps from the girls half way through the joke, and
then came the groans from us all at the punch line.

   `I know. It wasn't a very good one, but I think you get the message.'
Peter then finished by telling us to get on with it.

   I laid back on the futon and closed my eyes as if to say that it was
Ann's turn to play with me. She lifted one of my knees up and I felt her
touch my bum. Then I got the shock of a cold finger being suddenly shoved
up my arse. With my eyes being closed, I hadn't seen her dip her finger
into the pot of cold cream. My eyes flew open to see her grinning wickedly
down at me.

   `That serves you right for laying back with a smug grin on your face.'
The grin wasn't there now, but the finger was still where she'd put it, and
I could feel her wiggling it about. `Now let's try this,' she said, keeping
that finger where it was and now began pushing her thumb up under my
balls. She found the spot she wanted, because with the finger and thumb
being used in a gentle pincer movement, my cock had started to rise and was
suddenly as stiff as a board.

   `Fantastic,' I said.

   `Terrific,' she said, `I didn't know I could do that to a man. Wow!
Instant erection and gratification,' as she licked her lips with a wide
smile, and I smiled as she bent her head and took the head of my cock into
her mouth.

   `Oral sex comes later Ann,' Peter's voice boomed out. Ann's head shot up
and she blushed as every head turned our way to see her open mouth above my
fiery red cock.

   `Oh dear,' she said, crimson faced now as she slid down beside me,
trying to hide, her finger slipping out of my bum. I couldn't help but
laugh out loud. She slapped my chest, shushing me. I gave her a kiss on the
nose.

   `We'll do that tonight,' I whispered, `now let's carry on.' So the
morning went with her gently pressing and touching me, and me saying what
sensations I did or did not have.

   The lads at the bar ribbed me and the girls had a good giggle together
as we had our pre lunch drinks. The tables were separated again, but
without the candles and the room was well lit. The food was as good as the
day before and the choice of wine, excellent, two half bottles again for us
both.

   Back in the classroom for the afternoon session which went by all too
quickly. Before we knew it, our daytime of body fondling was over. After a
shower and with clean sarongs on, we all gathered in the bar. I think the
same thought was going through everyone else's mind that this was the last
night with their first partner. Instead of the girls going into their
huddle over a table and the boys at the bar, we all sat in our pairs having
our drinks. But I don't think any of them felt it as much as we did. I know
we were told not to make attachments to your paired partner, but, and I
speak for Ann when I say this, we had fallen in love. Our drinks were
hardly touched as we sat and looked at each other, talking with our eyes,
saying what was deep in our hearts, but couldn't say out loud.

   In that half hour of silence, we said what would have taken a week to
speak. I never knew that the eyes could contain such a volume of words and
convey that much understanding of the person to whom they were directed
at. Our hands were touching and just the slightest of pressure laid bare
our souls to each other. The wistfulness, the yearning, the longing, the
hopes and the despair of two such as us. So close with only our fingers now
touching that of the other, yet I was feeling and touching every part of
her body, both inside and out, as she was mine.

   The eyes were saying what she was feeling in her heart, and mine were
answering and saying what I never thought before possible. That I was
capable of having so much love for another person that it simply flowed out
from me with so much force that it hurt. Deeply hurt inside so much so that
I couldn't suppress the groan that escaped my lips at the thought that
tomorrow she would be with another man, and then another the day after
that, and again and again and again. Even though I would be with another
woman, she would be Ann. Everyone of them would be Ann and that she would
take every man as being me. We said all these things, and much more in that
short half hour before dinner.

   Our table was candlelit as before and we went through the mechanical
process of eating and then finishing up in the dim lit lounge, her sitting
in my lap with a video showing on the television. We couldn't see it or the
room we were in. All we could see was each other, and when our friend
raised his head due to the pressure of her on my lap, as well as being the
beauty she was, bare chested and in my arms, she solved the problem.

   She moved about on my lap, but was surreptitiously moving aside my
sarong, and with hers overlapping, inserted my cock inside herself, sighing
as she sank back down onto it. I loved the silky pressure of her around my
heated and raging cock as she firmly embedded it within her warmth. Then
with her kissing and stroking my face, I stroked her breasts, slowly moving
my hips, feeling her tighten and relax to each slow movement inside her. I
eventually came, holding her tight around the waist and tried to act
natural as my cock jumped inside her at every spurt of semen that couldn't
be contained within my balls. She too, as she said later, orgasmed at the
same time as she had fiercely kissed me, grinding herself down to get the
utmost of my cock inside her.

   We heard the sound of the lights out bell and she swiftly rose up, and
my cock, still hard, thumping back onto my thigh as it fell out of her as
she left my lap. I got up from the chair, and holding her close to me to
hide my still erect penis that was still erect, even though it was covered
by the sarong. We left the lounge and went up the now darkened staircase to
the dormitory.

   We fell onto her bed, and guessing that the next day's lessons would be
oral sex, fell upon each other knowing that we wouldn't be together for
that lesson. She had me firmly in her mouth as she moved her body round on
the bed, her legs going over my head so that her sex was just above my face
and I delved in with my tongue. I didn't need lessons on how to do this,
but they would possibly show me how to do it with more finesse, but this
now was just pure animal lust on both our parts to try and please the other
as best we could.

   Ann cried and whimpered as she neared her orgasm as I was nearly at my
second one for the evening. She released the head of my cock into the
sudden chill of the room from her mouth and rolled round in the bed.

   `Now Will darling, love me now,' she panted as I rolled on top of her
and slid my cock back into the heat of her body. We moved together in
varying degrees of speed as we lay joined together, the yin and the yang
going about their own complicated ways of trying to derive the utmost
pleasure out of each other.

   Ours were not the only cries of release or gratification that night in
the dorm. While reaching our height, I heard two others cry out in rapture
as we too exploded, our cries echoing around to be joined by others as they
also fucked their way to heaven

*

   It was with great reluctance that I slowly disentangled myself from Ann
in the half light of the morning. I got up and after using the toilet,
checked my bedside clock and saw that it was the same time as the day
before of my getting up. So I decided to go down to the gym again for a
work out. With my sarong around my neck, holding onto the ends, went down
and entered the gym.

   `I told you so,' Connie said to Debbie. The two girls were jogging side
by side on the two running machines.

   `Yes. I haven't really had a chance to see before, but you're right,'
Debbie replied.

   I stood there in the doorway, my arms up, hands still holding the ends
of my sarong, my most treasured possessions clearly open for them to
see. These two girls were of equal proportions, same size in height and
build, but with different hair colouring but having collars and cuffs to
match, one being light brown and the other a blonde. Their breasts were
also of the same size, and bouncing up and down in time to the jogging that
they were doing. My penis, with its one eye saw these four rounded tits
doing their best to attract attention to themselves, reacted in the only
way he knew how, and rose to the occasion.

   `See! Right again! He's a tit man,' this coming from Connie, and Debbie
laughed with her, and I could help but join in.

   `I don't know how you guessed that,' I said, still laughing. This caused
Debbie to let out another howl of laughter so that she nearly stumbled. I'd
moved right into the gym now and stood in front of them. I had lost my
inhibitions of standing naked in front of a woman yesterday, even with a
stalk on me like I had now.

   `Your friend there did, yesterday,' said Connie pointing at my erect
John Thomas.

   `Then he should really be twice the size with two of you here,' I
quipped back as I leaned back against the wall to watch the two of them
carrying on jogging, loving the way their tits seemed to be moving in
unison.

   `What about you doing some exercises,' Debbie panted.

   `Okay,' I said, grabbing hold of a towel. `How about some weight
lifting?'

   `What with?' Connie asked, taking four breaths to utter the two words.

   `This,' I said, dropping the towel over my erection and then using the
muscles of my stomach to lift my cock up and down with the towel hanging
from the end. This towel bouncing about in front of them caused Debbie to
slip as she laughed and they had to switch the machines off from too much
laughter before they had an accident. Both pulled off their sarongs to wipe
their eyes and the sweat from between their breasts, letting me see them
completely naked as I was.

   `I think it's time we had a shower,' said Connie, still gasping, and
copying me, they slung the sarongs about their necks and we left the gym
together and went upstairs. As we went into the dormitory, both girls
hooked an arm into mine as we went in.

   It was only as we were halfway down, going towards the showers that I
realized that I still had an erection jutting out before me. Others getting
up stared as we walked past in our nakedness, and I saw the hurt expression
on Ann's face as we passed her bed, and I felt myself go red in the face as
we went on in to the showers.

   I felt the sharp sting of a wet towel on my bum as I stood under the
streaming water. I stifled the urge to shout out because I knew who had
inflicted it and Ann joined me under the spray.

   `What was that all about?' she demanded, hissing, making it almost the
same sound as the water coming from the shower rose.

   `I couldn't help it,' I told her, `they waylaid me coming up from the
gym.'

   `With your cock leading the way!'

   `Darling, darling,' I said, crushing her to my chest. `You are mine and
always will be. I am going to be the more jealous later when I see you with
other men after breakfast. But remember that it will be you I hold in my
arms when I am with the other girls, and I trust that you will think of me
when you're in some other man's embrace.' Neither of us wanted to think or
say of the other part. That of being fucked or doing the fucking. She laid
her head against my shoulder and cried a little while the water continued
to cover the both of us.

*