Naked In School - Biology Class

by Penelope Poole

  Victoria woke up and stretched. She looked over at her roommate Claire, who was still snoring gently as usual.

  She traced her fingers down across her tight abs and stroked her lips gently. Partly to test if it was time to book another wax, and partly to test if she felt like flicking the bean.

  She wondered for a moment where her panties were – she always slept in just her underwear – and with a jolt remembered yesterday’s events. She had been forced to strip and spend the day completely naked. Her clothes had been removed from her room. And, although she had the power to reverse this humiliation, it would certainly result in her expulsion from Templeton, the most prestigious coeducational boarding school in New England.

  She sighed, slowly stroking her pussy lips. She was still getting turned on, despite the embarrassment that was to come. Or because of it? She teasingly brushed her clit and felt a dart of pleasure. Time to go to town before Claire wakes up. She lifted her fingers to her mouth and moistened them before starting to rub the middle three firmly over her vulva.

  A few firm strokes and she was on the edge. Her breathing started to quicken. She reached for her nipples with her other hand and started tweaking, pinching, pulling.

  She was almost at the point of no return when she heard Claire yawn and stretch. “AWWWWaaawww. Morning! Sleep well?” That was it. Victoria couldn’t carry on. She forced herself to stop and looked over at Claire. Fuck, I’m going to be on edge all day now.

  “Yeah, okay. I’m still trying to get used to what happened yesterday.”

  “Oh, of COURSE! You crazy kid! You’re still keeping it up, right?”

  Victoria sighed. “Yes, Claire. This is my belief system and I’m making a stand.” She wished she could tell Claire the truth, that she was only pretending to want this, that the embarrassment was killing her. But Claire was not too sharp and there was too much risk of her inadvertently giving the game away. In any case, she didn’t want her best friends pity.

  Time to get on with it. She gritted her teeth, threw back the covers and got out of bed. Of course, being naked in front of her roommate was nothing, but knowing that she would be exposed for the rest of the day wasn’t easy.

  “Breakfast soon V, are you coming down?”

  “Yeah, I need a shower first.” Victoria grabbed a towel. She figured she only needed one for her hair. The shower block was a short walk through the halls. Ordinarily she would put on her favorite fluffy dressing gown, but that was obviously not an option. She took a deep breath, slipped into a pair of flip-flops, and opened the door.

  Victoria stole quickly through the common room of the senior girls’ dorm. Most were still in bed or heading down for breakfast, but it wasn’t completely empty. The girls who noticed her quickly turned away. She was a pariah. Well, I’d have reacted the same way to any of them. She wanted to explain but was soon pushing open the door to the hallway. Out of the relative safety of the dorm.

  Almost immediately, she saw grinning faces around her. Ralph and a few of his friends were hovering around. Obviously waiting for me. “Hey Ralph. What’s going on?” Victoria clenched her fists, fighting the urge to cover her body. Their eyes were all over her. She could see them focusing on her tits, her crotch. She was desperate to fling her towel around her but she kept it at her side.

  “Not much, Vick. Just wanted to say good morning to you. And get another look at that banging body. Where are you going?”

  “Just down the hall to get a shower. Um... want to walk with me?” May as well have them next to me rather than behind me. I can control things better.

  “Sure! I’ll even lather you up!” His friends laughed. Bunch of hyenas. They headed off. “So, Vick, I didn’t really see your ass yesterday, but it’s unreal. Bet you can bounce a quarter off it, right?”

  “I’ve never tried, Ralph. But thanks...”

  “No problem.” WHACK. “Certainly feels tight enough!”

  Victoria was momentarily in shock. He had just grabbed her ass hard and had a good grope. She kept walking, not sure what to do. At least they were at the shower block already. She fumbled with the door but dropped her towel. She felt herself starting to blush as she bent over to pick it up. She didn’t want to look back, knowing how much they had just seen. Lips, probably a hint of pink and even butthole. Get inside before they see you blushing. “See you later, boys!” she called out, hurrying through the door and slamming it shut behind her.

  She leaned back against the door, taking a beat. She could hear the guys sniggering outside. Looking around, there were a few other girls using the showers. There was no privacy – just rows of showerheads sticking out of the wall. Shit. Victoria had wanted – no, needed to finish what she had started in bed that morning. It would have to wait. Her pussy was tingling. That exposed walk with the guys hadn’t helped.

  She sighed and jumped under one of the showers, quickly lathering up. The soapy water started to run down her body, trickling over her erect nipples. She breathed heavily as she washed her breasts. Mmm...

  She couldn’t carry on like that. She could see two other girls – Jane and Laura, both rather prudish – giving her funny looks. She nodded at Jane, who came over.

  “Victoria – I saw you yesterday but didn’t want to say anything. Aren’t you embarrassed? Isn’t it just too... weird? I mean, it’s ok in here, it’s the showers, and the boys can’t see us, but... aren’t they all over you?”

  Victoria started shampooing her hair, trying to appear nonchalant. “Well, you know, boys will be boys. As long as they keep their hands to themselves. And they do, mostly.”

  “Mostly? Vick, I don’t think I could stand it, being exposed like that. I can’t believe how brave you are. But to be honest, it seems a bit... slutty?”

  Victoria looked the other girl up and down. Jane had a good body. Slim, with small but pert tits. And a nicely trimmed bush. She would get attention. And I bet she would love it. She’s not so innocent under that exterior, the little minx. “Some might see it that way Jane, but I prefer to think of it as sharing with the world something everyone wants to see.” God, they make that clear enough. If only I wanted it to be seen, this wouldn’t be a nightmare. She went back to her shampooing.

  “I wish I had your body, Victoria. I might be able to get away with it then.” Jane reached out and stroked Victoria’s stomach, and went lower. Slightly too close to pussy for comfort. “So hard, so smooth.” Jane suddenly drew her hand away and quickly walked off to get changed.

  What the fuck was that about? Well, it made sense that there would be some girls of the... Sapphic persuasion showing interest. Victoria looked round. Laura was gone too. But no time for herself. She would miss breakfast if she wasn’t careful. She quickly dried off and wrapped her towel round her head. Surely, that must be allowed. She headed quickly out of the shower block.

  Ralph and his pals were still waiting outside. “The wet look, Vick? I like it! Quick now, you’ll miss breakfast!” He spanked her ass to accentuate the point. “Vick, your ass has just the right amount of bounce after a slap. Love it.”

  She gave him a quick, fake smile and hurried off. She could feel herself getting worked up again. She was almost considering letting him have a better feel. She was so turned on, the slightest touch would send her over the edge. But she couldn’t quite bring herself to repeat the humiliation of coming on her fully-clothed classmate’s fingers. Yesterday with Brad was bad enough and that was just between the two of them. She turned and called back.

  “See you later, guys. What’s first class?”

  Ralph had a twinkle in his eyes. “Biology. See you there, V.” He grinned and walked off, his friends following close behind.

  V
ictoria walked quickly to breakfast, her mind racing. They had been studying reproduction in biology. She had a nasty feeling about this class.

  She hurried into the dining hall and up to the counter, all flustered, towel still wrapped around her head. “Just some toast please, Mrs B. Am I too late?”

  “Nearly, dear. But I won’t let you go hungry. Got to keep that body nice and shapely if you insist on showing it off! Careful with your hair dear, you’ll catch a cold. Dry off properly straight after, hear?”

  Victoria nodded. There are more obvious reasons why I would catch cold, like wandering around naked in February, but never mind. She means well. She headed to a bench with her buttered toast and wolfed it down. She reflected as she did so.

  This is almost becoming normal. She had forgotten her nudity while rushing to breakfast. Maybe that was the secret. Focus on something else – anything else – and she could get through these last few months of high school. MONTHS? Ok, don’t think about it. Take things day by day. This morning’s classes first. She got up and headed to the dorm for her books, nodding and trying to smile, albeit self-consciously, at the wolfwhistles along the way.

  Victoria made it to class just ahead of the bell. Again, she had been too concerned with the time to think about her exposure. One thing she hadn’t yet got used to was the feeling of her breasts swinging free. I forget, is going braless supposed to make them more or less droopy? Please let it be the latter. Oh well. Boob lift if necessary. The money she earned from becoming a famous architect would cover that and make all this worthwhile. I hope.

  She pushed the door open and got the now-familiar feeling of all eyes swivelling to rest on her. She was the last student, and there was one desk left, right at the front. She walked over to it, listening to the whispers.

  “Who does she think she is?” “Her body isn’t even that nice.” “Come on Carla, you’d kill for that ass.” “Dude, I would DESTROY her.” “Agreed, that rack looks even better out of the cheer uniform.” She took her seat, trying to block it out, shivering slightly as her still-aroused pussy pressed against the cold wood.

  Mr Longman entered the room. “Settle down, settle down! Ah, Miss Abbott. Good to see you front and center. I was hoping you might help me with the class today. Didn’t have a chance to catch up with you after yesterday’s announcement.”

  Victoria swallowed slowly. “Um, yes Sir. What would you like me to do?”

  “Just sit there for the moment. All will become clear shortly. I’m sure you will relish it. It is perfectly in line with the stand you are taking.”

  Victoria heard giggles around the room. The stand of insisting on showing off my body? I think I can see where this is going, and I think my classmates can too. She looked round with what she hoped was an air of nonchalance and caught Brad’s eye. He was slouched at the back of the class as usual, but he had a wicked twinkle in his eye. Victoria felt herself blushing and turned away quickly from the only person in school who knew the extent of her humiliation.

  She still heard his voice pipe up. “I’m looking forward to today’s lesson, Sir! And I think it’s great that you’re working V’s beliefs into the lesson. It’s a great example to us students of the Templeton spirit!” Several voices (male, of course) murmured agreement. She could have quite happily slugged him one.

  “Thank you, Mr Miller. Now, as you will remember from last lesson, we were discussing the differences between the male and female physique. Of course, it can be quite hard to visualise from textbooks. Now, I know you are all seniors but, of course, sexual contact is prohibited here at Templeton, so I doubt many of you have much experience with the opposite sex.”

  Victoria looked around the room. Everyone was looking at each other but keeping a straight face. It never ceased to amaze her how oblivious the faculty appeared to be of the goings-on between students. Well, everyone knew to keep it that way. No one wanted a crackdown.

  “Victoria, would you join me up here? Face the class, if you please.”

  Victoria felt herself starting to flush as she lifted herself off her seat. She stepped up next to Mr Longman and turned around.

  Every eye was fixed on her. This was new, even more exposed than in yesterday’s English class. At least then she had been in the middle rather than up the front, completely exhibited. She clenched her fists. The urge to cover her tits and pussy from her classmates’ prying eyes was almost too much. She felt herself starting to flush and looked down, desperately suppressing the feeling. She only had a few seconds before this looked suspicious. Slowly, she raised her head, plastering a smile across her face. Mr Longman looked at her and started to talk.

  “Now, Miss Abbott is a fine example of a young female adult. As you can see, her breasts are well-developed and may have reached their full size. Miss Abbott, what bra size do you take, if you please?”

  “Um, 36D, Sir.”

  “Yes, that would have been my guess. Class, for those of you who don’t know, the letter reflects the size of the general globe of each breast, while the number is the actual measurement around the nipples to the back of the bust. May I?” He reached out to Victoria’s chest. He had a pair of medical gloves on.

  Victoria nodded mutely, not entirely sure what was about to happen. Mr Longman placed an index finger on each of her nipples. A jolt went through her at the sudden touch. God, don’t let me get aroused now! Of course, she knew she had little choice in the matter. Her body had betrayed her several times already.

  Mr Longman continued, oblivious to the effect he was having on his demonstration model. “The measurement is taken from the two nipples, here, and around the back. This allows enough space for those women whose busts protrude further.” He ran his fingers around her breasts towards her back and then back again as he talked. Victoria suppressed a shiver as he again made contact with her nipples. They stiffened at his touch. Shit. He’s surely going to notice that.

  He had noticed. “Now class, as you may be able to see, Miss Abbott’s nipples are what we call erect. Gentlemen, this is actually a similar mechanism to your genitals. Blood flow has increased and filled the area. They appear darker as the vessels near the surface become full. This can happen for a few reasons.” Arousal. He’s going to say arousal, and everyone is going to know they are looking at me being turned on by this teacher feeling me up. And I don’t even think he means it. This is so humiliating.

  “Firstly, touch may be interpreted as a child trying to feed. Erect nipples are easier for a baby to latch on to. Of course, Miss Abbott has no child and indeed no milk to express, but the mechanism is ingrained in the subconscious mind.” Interesting. I didn’t actually know that.

  “Secondly, this increases sensation massively and can be a sign of arousal. Miss Abbott, are you experiencing heightened sensitivity at this touch?” He gently tweaked a nipple.

  Victoria gasped and felt her pussy start to react. She heard murmurs around the class and knew she couldn’t lie now. That would be suspicious as hell. “Y-yes Sir.” She squirmed delicately, squeezing her thighs together, involuntarily trying to get some pressure on her clit without being noticed. She knew it was futile.

  “Of course, there is a third reason which I suspect is the culprit here. Nipples grow erect in the cold. Mr Hunter, please can you turn the aircon down for our kindly obliging model?”

  Victoria saw Greg get up, rather more slowly than necessary, and turn the aircon off. Fuck. Once that has worn off it will be obvious it wasn’t the reason. She grimaced slightly as Mr Longman removed his hands from her breasts. She desperately wanted him to move on, wanted the attention off her diamond-tipped tits, but was extremely nervous about what might be next.

  “Now, the breasts are considered the female’s secondary sexual organs. Who knows what the primary sexual organs are?” Way to string it out. These are seniors you’re talking to. They know the name of a pussy. She closed her eyes and listened to the sniggering and whispering before the more outgoing students ventured guesses.

>   “Pussy?” “Foofoo?” “Lady-garden?”

  Mr Longman smirked. “I’m sure you’re all playing games, class. The correct term is, of course, vulva. Not vagina – that’s a common misconception. The vagina is only the inner part of the whole vulva. Miss Abbott, please lay back on the chair behind you.”

  Victoria recognised the chair and the stirrups. She had been to the gynaecologist before. Trying not to think about it, she sat down and leaned back. The chair was still high enough that she could see the faces of her classmates. It would be easier if I didn’t have to look them in the eyes. I know where this is going. She looked up at Mr Longman expectantly.

  “Now, allow me to place your feet in the stirrups. Class, this is a piece of medical equipment designed to display the vulval region. It will allow us to view Miss Abbott very intimately, as I understand is her wish.” Victoria almost expected him to confirm with her if that was still the case, but he carried on. Maybe that’s for the best. I might not have kept it up. Got to stay strong. She closed her eyes as Mr Longman lifted each of her ankles in turn into the stirrups. They were placed further apart than Victoria was used to, and she opened her eyes to see her classmates staring between her legs. She knew this was the most exposed she had been yet, and felt the excruciating embarrassment run up and down her body, tingling and shivering. If not for the stirrups, she wasn’t sure she could have forced herself to keep her legs open.

  “Now, class, as you can see, when the female is spread like this, her vulval parts and the whole area become more accessible. Let’s run through some of the more obvious parts first.” Mr Longman moved round to stand next to Victoria’s left hip. Without further ado, he reached between her legs and touched her pussy as he continued. “First, it obviously bears mention that most mature women have pubic hair covering the vulva – however, Miss Abbott engages in complete hair removal, as is the fashion these days. This also gives us an entirely unobstructed view. A very clean job she has done too.” Victoria cringed. She wasn’t sure whether to take the comment as a compliment or not. She wondered if her classmates agreed with the assessment. She was sure the boys didn’t mind. She knew several of them had probably jacked off to the thought of the head cheerleader spread in front of them like this.