Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  The sun blazed brighter than ever before. Okay, it was the same intensity as yesterday, I just could appreciate it now. Even my car started on the first try. The first one into Professor Rivera's class, outside Professor Rivera himself, and one other person. My professor flashed me a warm smile, and I did the same, my attention being drawn to the man next to him. It was the dean, Hunter Myers.

  He'd be watching this lesson. As would the rest of the class who started to file in past me one by one. They were my peers. A lot of them I shared other classes with, and I wondered if they'd ever look at me the same way again after today.

  Soon enough, the classroom was packed to the gills, and Professor Rivera took the initiative. "Good morning, class!"

  "Good morning, Professor Nikolas." They droned in return. My voice was the only enthusiastic one in the room.

  "Today we have a very special lesson. I'm making a presentation to Dean Myers here about my highly effective method and bringing it here to Jefferson State's Human Sexuality curriculum."

  Myers nodded, and waved, sitting with leg crossed on a chair near a wall. Did he have any remote clue of what was about to happen?

  "To conduct this lesson, I have sought out a volunteer. I usually take a choice from the class, but once in awhile, you see the winner immediately, no need for a contest. June, would you come to the front of the class, please?"

  The moment of truth. Despite psyching myself up for it, I was nervous. It's easy to bare yourself to everyone in your dreams, but when you're doing it for real, it gets quite a bit more difficult. I stood, pushed in my chair, and approached Rivera.

  "June here caught my eye. She's a fine young woman, isn't she? You may not know her, she's been struggling to make it to class on time. Because of her beauty, she's earned a wonderful opportunity. It's a sad fact, but the thing is, sexuality is driven by attractiveness. She's gotten this chance because of how she carries herself. Don't take it as an offense, girls. You're all very pretty." He smirked, trying to control the damage to self-esteem he was doing to the room.

  I stood, arms to my sides, waiting. Rivera approached me, and placed his hands on my shoulder, giving me a shoulder massage through my blouse. It was something wonderful, even something as innocent as this brought me joy, making me wonder how long it really had been since I paid my ex-boyfriend any attention at all and got attention from him.

  "To continue my lecture, we're going to need June wearing a lot less," he began, his hands moving from my shoulders and down my blouse, opening it button by button for me. My breasts tingled a bit as he brushed over them, as he reached the bottom of the top, and pulled it right off my arms.

  I swallowed, gazing over the room, their eyes gazing right back at me. I had convinced myself, through my dreams, that I wanted nothing more than to bare my body to my class. Now, even just down a shirt with my bra showing, I suddenly felt bashful. Blood rushed to my cheeks. I wanted to show myself off, right? I told myself I'd stop lying about what I wanted. Did I just come right back around and lie to myself again?

  Rivera's hands went to my breasts, massaging them over the cups of the bra. "Part of what brought me to June were these wonderful tits. Round, firm, youthful, perky, all in one. They are wonderful things to touch and to play with. Show of hands, who agrees with my assessment of June's breasts?"

  Hands shot up all around, all except Dean Myers, who looked surprised that one of his professors was fondling a student, shifting uncomfortably. Rivera was undeterred. He pulled down on the cups of the bra, popping out my nipples and areolas to the entire class. My heart pounded, the cool air of the room brushing against them, perking them up. Modesty was quickly fading away for me.

  He stood behind me, undoing the bra and removing it. There were murmurs among the boys in the class. I was now the star, the focus of the room. Rivera took my erect nipples into his hands, rolling them wildly, sparks flowing through my torso, and I cooed a bit. It was as I expected. He knew exactly where to touch a woman and make her bend to his will. My ex just clumsily pawed at them, so I never knew that my breasts could make me feel this good.

  "Class, you may be wondering why I am stripping June in front of you all this morning," he spoke, his hands still full of my breasts. "I'm demonstrating a teaching method I have devised that I believe will communicate the curriculum more effectively. Educators all have different ways of communicating their lessons. I have used the lecture often in the past few days. Sometimes teachers make you read from books or watch a video. Occasionally, they will have to perform science experiments in a lab. This is something akin to that. I trust you will all pay close attention."

  I gasped again, his hands in a flash tearing at my skirt and tossing it away. He was quick back onto me, hands tracing the outline of my pussy in the fabric, pushing it into my slit, forcing me to let out a mild, almost inaudible purr. It was going to be the first of many pleasures he was going to deliver me this morning, or at least I very much hoped os.

  "June here has kindly volunteered to allow us to use her body for a very important study in human sexuality. She has decided she will put away her shame and present herself at her most base, her most vulnerable, allow us to see her as she really is in the most intimate of moments." Rivera's fingers wrapped around my panties’ sides and pushed them down. My eyes closed as I knew that I was now completely naked in front of the class. Just like my dreams.

  My passions were slow to be realized. More than anything, I didn't want to be what other people wanted me to be anymore. I wanted to experience everything, all the lusts, the world, and everything else. I wanted to have fun. My life the last couple weeks had been completely devoid of any sort of happiness, and maybe being late to Professor Rivera's class all those times was the blessing I needed to truly realize that.

  My pussy began to dampen, and a grin came to my face. Dreams are simply your mind telling you what you're too stupid to realize. For me, it was that I was tired of living under the charade of something I'm not. I wanted to indulge in life, in the most extreme ways possible.

  Still at my back, River's fingers poked over my now naked slit, clipping my clit with a shock, making my mouth drop open with a breathless gasp. He continued to massage me. "Today, to continue the complete study of human sexuality, I will be impregnating June in front of the class."

  More chat murmurs from the students. I opened my eyes to meet the people staring at my body head on. They were far more surprised than I was. Which struck me as ironic – they weren't the ones about to be knocked up by their professor.

  "If you would, June, please take a seat on my desk."

  He released me, and I could see him sucking on his fingers, tasting my juices. The sight allowed my pussy to quickly replace them – watching him taste my juices was just sexy. My bare ass on the wooden desk, he slapped my thighs and I took it as the command to spread my legs apart for him. I did just that, leaning back to allow him the most complete access I could.

  "Look here. In fact, everyone gather around." The scratching of chairs rang out as the class came down to the center of the room. Every single one. There was even some shoving in a rush to get to the front. Girl or boy, they wanted to be a part of this strange method of teaching. Rivera reached down and with two fingers, spread my labia apart and gave the entire class a clear view of my pussy. "How are you feeling, June?"

  "Uhm. Just fine." I began to sweat a little. From sheer excitement. I could hide nothing from my peers, who were looking at what most people would never show anyone but their closest lovers.

  "Take in the sight class. June is highly aroused at this moment. Her vagina is well lubricated, and very slick. This, of course, is to facilitate the penetration a penis inside her, guiding it to her waiting womb. Other mammals have periods of heat where this happens automatically, but the human creature, in one of the many ways it is unique, can become aroused at any time, proof of the species’ relatively insatiable sex drive."

  I tried not to laugh. It was exactly what I wanted at tha
t moment. For him to clinically insert his penis into my vagina and use the friction caused by their contact to massage himself to ejaculation inside of me. A man with experience like Professor Rivera wouldn't rush this. He knows the best things come to those who are willing to build to it.

  "Note that most women are shy, bashful in the face of so many eyes, and would be covering themselves in fear due to society’s conditioning. But June here is unaffected – the act of breaking society's rules is only making her wetter, knowing that she's being such a bad girl by being naked in front of people who are not her doctor or her lover. Exceptionally so, she's far wetter than most women would be under a similar situation."

  I broke my silence with the laugh I had stifled. It was so true.

  "Excuse me." A gruff voice rang out from across the room. "But I fail to see what this has to do with human sexuality, Professor Nikolas."

  "It has absolutely everything to do with sexuality, Dean. For instance, allow me to demonstrate one concept." Rivera's fingers left my pussy, and tapped me on the back. He whispered into my ear. "You agreed to help me make this presentation. Go suck the dean's cock."

  I shot him a surprised glare.

  "It's okay, June. Just do it."

  Sliding off the table, my bare feet hit the floor of the classroom. Remember, have fun with it. I put on my best seductive swagger as I walked up to the dean, the other students making way for the naked chick. The dean looked at me with curiosity. I said nothing. Words weren't necessary, and anyway, it's rude to talk during a lecture.

  "Young lady, you really shouldn't be doing this," the dean stated as I stood before him.

  I dropped to my knees and flashed him a grin. There's some sort of sixth sense you have where you know people are looking at you even if you can't see them, and that was going crazy right now. Being naked in front of them was one thing, but I was about to go well beyond just being naked in front of them. I was going to be doing sex acts. If I saw a classmate sucking the dean's cock, I'd be quick to file them under the slut category. Even knowing this, I didn't stop.

  Screw what other people think of me. Sucking the dean's cock in front of the class sounded fun, so that's exactly what I was going to do.

  "Young lady?" He repeated, my lithe hand bolting to his buckle, as I threw my strength into tearing off his belt and throwing it away. I snapped away his pants button, and caressed his package from outside his underwear. "Don't do that. This isn't proper conduct for students of Jefferson State University," he pleaded.

  "If you don't want me to do this, Dean Myers, you can stop me." I spoke seductively, looking up at him. "But I don't see you trying very hard to do so."

  "Class, it's not a very natural segue, but let's step aside from female arousal to other applications of sex." Rivera took back his teaching voice over the room. "June is stroking the dean's cock. The dean is a married man. But it's a sexless marriage, He's frustrated, and he wants nothing more than to go ahead and let this nubile young woman in front of him jerk him, suck him, do anything she wants. But there's that fear that someone will tell on him."

  "I don't want this in the slightest, Nikolas," the dean spoke loudly. I fished his cock out through a hole in his boxer shorts. I stroked him as he hung limply, feeling the blood start fill. I've given my fair share of handjobs and blowjobs in private, so I had a decent idea of what I was doing. I leaned in and gave a playful lick to his cock. "Oh, God!" He shuddered suddenly.

  "But the dean has nothing to fear. As per the suggestion of a former student of mine who also strong advocates my teaching methods, everyone in here has signed a non-disclosure agreement. Anything that happens in here, stays in here. Or legal action will be taken. We can all agree – lawsuits are just not sexy." Rivera flashed a cunning grin towards the dean, who suddenly seemed a lot less concerned that a teenage girl was playing with his cock.

  "So, you're not going to tell my wife?" I slathered my tongue around his head, watching as the cock started to pulse and rise under my touches.

  "That's the idea, Dean. Enjoy yourself, as I continue my lecture." Rivera walked over to where the dean and myself were, the class following, watching as I brought him into my mouth. A guy getting hard inside my mouth was a sinful pleasure that I loved, his arousal completely due to me. It was a fitting tribute to my ego as I sucked him deeper down my throat. As deep as his not yet erect cock could go, my tongue tied itself around him, his rigidity starting to overwhelm me. He started to become more receptive to my mouth as well, his hands pushing my hair out of my eyes and letting me focus on his hardening cock even more.

  "God, she's talented, Nikolas."

  "I'm glad she's enthusiastic about her participation. Now class, many apes, such as bonobos, share a certain special attitude toward sex. That is, we use sexual pleasure as almost a currency of favors. I'll be perfectly honest. June here has agreed to do what I say of her own free will. I'm using that agreement to have her suck the dean's cock. Why? Because I want to convince the dean that my method, although highly unconventional, should be allowed to be used at Jefferson State." He placed a hand on the dean's shoulder. "Is her argument convincing, Dean?"

  "Very much so. Jesus, where do you young girls learn to do this?" The dean gasped under my slithering lick, the last thing I needed to make him fully hard. With that rush of success, I started working him deeper, making my mouth tighter around him, the sounds of my sucking going on in background of the lecture. The dean's cock tasted wonderful, the rush from the situation making it all the sweeter.

  "We use these favors to convince people to see things our way. At times, a blowjob can be worth more than any amount of money. It says something that our base instincts desire sexual pleasure so much that we are willing to risk so much for it. Such as the dean here taking a bribe in the form of June sucking his cock to let my lesson continue."

  The dean shot him a concerned glare. I reclaimed his attention with a powerful bob and suck. A tiny bit of his seed escaped him, and I savored it on my tongue.

  "Calm down, Dean, your secret is safe with us. Other factors of course, demonstrate how we can be manipulated by this. If the dean's wife still cared about him and wasn't having an affair, he'd be less likely to allow this to continue. But that's fortunate for us, isn't it class?"

  "My wife is cheating on me? Oh God." It wasn't an 'Oh God' in sudden realization. That 'Oh God" was completely my fault, as I ran my tongue up his shaft with a another skilled lick.

  "I'll talk to you about it afterwords. Sorry about you having to learn about it this way." Rivera shrugged. "There are so many ways we can weaponize our sexuality, and it's endlessly fascinating. Pay attention class, and remember this blowjob. It's an excellent study piece on sexual extortion and blackmail."

  Blowjobs were one of my talents, I thought. I loved sucking cock, for many of the reasons outlined before by myself and Professor Rivera's ranting. It was a rush, a pet of your ego, that you controlled a man so completely with your mouth. His pleasure was in your hands – well, mouth. I wasn't making Myers cum, however. I sucked, and used every trick I had, but he kept on gasping, holding on, drawing it out.

  "June, please, come back to the desk. Bring the dean with you." I took him out of my mouth, one last sound of suction between us. I shook my head with disbelief of his stamina, and rose, my hand wrapping around his dick as I did as my professor said. I stood, waiting for my next order eagerly. "Please, get on all fours on top of the desk."

  He gestured to the desk that was conspicuously clear, free of his computer or his 'World's Greatest Dad' Mug, which suddenly had a whole new series of connotations.

  "Why not get more comfortable, Dean?" Rivera suggested, as he pulled off his own belt, and started to push down his own pants. He went commando today, perhaps to more quickly present himself for the lesson. Professor Rivera's cock was already hard for me, reminding me that although he claimed he did this solely for the love of teaching, that was more than a lie. He got hard on the idea of fucking a young woman in f
ront of everyone. Maybe even harder at the thought of filling her with cum and knocking her up. I tried not to dwell too much on the getting knocked up part, the last bit of fear pulling at me.

  Myers followed, pushing down his boxer shorts to around his ankles, revealing his total package, a nice big set of balls, heavy with the cum that I had been failing to coax out of him. I reached for him, urging him to come back to me now that I was on the desk like my professor wanted me. I felt his big, warm hand on my behind, rubbing my cheek.

  "Now, boys, what's one of your biggest fantasies?" Hands shot up from the guys around the room. "Yes, you, Derrick."

  "Um, two chicks at the same time?"

  "Exactly. It's a wonderful fantasy. It plays into our desires to be loved, to be the attention of two people you sexually desire, and who sexually desire you as well. One of the great myths that is spread by society is that men and women want fundamentally different things. This, since I'm about to fuck my student and I shouldn't worry about my language, is bullshit."

  I started jerking the dean's cock again, having him tremble within my hands as I pulled him closer. My focus was interrupted by the plunge of two fingers deep inside my pussy. Professor Rivera began to finger-fuck me, spreading my lips apart and awakening every nerve in my channel. I cooed from his touch, not realizing how aroused I was getting just from my sheer audacity of sucking off the dean.

  "The fact of the matter is, the parallels between men and women's sexual fantasies is clear. We both want healthy, attractive members of our preferred gender. It's incredibly common to desire bigger sexual organs, be it a dick or breasts. And most tellingly? We all fantasize about being ravished and taken by two people at once. Say, June? Are you enjoying the fact that not only am I going to fuck you, but the dean is as well?"