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From: Debbie Burnley <plumblsm@verizon.net>
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Subject: {ASSM} Sex Education-First Day (mf,exhibit)
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Date: Sat, 10 Sep 2005 16:10:02 -0400
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I was asked recently by my current lover to reveal a fantasy of mine.
We sat on a comfy couch, with a large glass of wine in hand.
The following story spilled out of me:

I picture myself in a larger arena type classroom, the kind that are 
very common in college. I am the teacher. The course is Advanced Sex 
Education. The students consist of men and women. The area where the 
students are seated is only dimly lit, while the podium and stage area 
where I am is brightly lit. Along with me and the podium on stage is a 
gurney with crisp white linens.
My lecture starts off fairly innocuous, just a syllabus type description 
of the course. I then move onto the topic of the day: The Female Sexual 
Response. The discussion is matter-of-fact, cold, and technical. That's 
not like me. I'm creative, warm, and passionate. I sigh and stop in the 
middle of my talk and let me class know this just isn't right, not natural.

I bring out my lover who has been waiting on the side of the stage. He's 
wearing only a terry towel. Once I see him I start to strip, telling the 
class that I feel a demonstration was more in order. I get as far as my 
lingerie (another fetish of mine and a topic for another day). I'm 
wearing deep red, silk boy shorts with black lace trim, thigh high 
stockings (no garter, they're the type that use a decorative wide 
elastic band), and a matching deep red demi bra with black lace accents.

I move toward my lover talking about all the various erogenous zones of 
a female, and the steps of sexual response and excitement in humans. As 
I mention each erogenous zone my lover demonstrates what happens to me 
when they are stimulated. For example: soft kisses draw me closer, his 
hands run up my legs, tickling my knees, light touches along my sides, 
nibbles on my neck, etc. The student's attention is rapt as they watch 
me relax and flow with my lover's body.

Finally his hands move to unhook my bra. I show my students that my 
nipples have hardened due to the previous stimuli. He then starts 
caressing my tits, rolling my nipples between his fingers, kissing, 
sucking and biting my nipples and tits. I now show my students my even 
harder, bigger nipples. I instruct my lover to put me on the gurney so I 
can show my students another result of the advanced caressing. As he 
does this I review the physical changes that have taken place within my 
body from warmer skin temperature to heavier breathing, to involuntary 
guttural noises.

Once on the gurney my lover removes my panties, exposing my bare, shaved 
pussy. I tell my class that I am freshly shaved for the purpose of the 
class. That bare pussy is now in full view of my fine scholars. I spread 
my legs wide, sit up partially to spread my pussy lips, and continue my 
lecture. I point out the changes to my cunt. The puffiness of the labia, 
the darkening of the area to purplish color. I spread my inner lips to 
show off my hard, erect, and sensitive clit. Finally I tell my students 
to take note of the glistening lubrication that is like a fine sweet 
icing on my pussy. There are audible 'ahh's' from my class. I explain 
that I am totally physically ready for a good, fine fuck.
But that's for the next half of the class....

The class continues....
I remind the students that since the lecture today is about female 
response, that is the only reason there isn't as much attention being 
paid to the men today. That will be a lesson for another day.
"Now where were we?" I ask rhetorically, but one of my eager students 
yells out: "You are ripe to get some cock inside you!" There are 
snickers then a slight applause. I acknowledge his answer as correct. I 
tell them I have to give some final instructions of the lesson now, so 
as not to lose the 'rhythm' of the next part of the demonstration. I 
have them line up along the wall, allowing them to pass by the stage, to 
be closer and observe, but no questions allowed.

Since it's the beginning of the semester we are exhibiting the 
missionary position only. My lover removes his towel. His fine stiff 
cock and tight balls are ready to show off me getting fucked to my 
students. He gets on top of me as I bend my knees and spread my legs. He 
sucks my tits, nibbles my neck, and slowly enters me. I moan out as he 
does and I feel my cunt hug his hot meat, all this while my class 
observes and takes notes, some even sketching us. This, of course, is 
turning me on even more. I lift my hips up to pull him deeper inside me. 
All the wonder of a good fuck along with showing it off has me wanting 
to go at it hot, heavy, and fast. But I have to pace myself so all my 
students can have a chance to examine us and take notes. ('this most 
assuredly will be on the test!')
Soon we are into are familiar rhythm. Every so often he teases me, 
almost pulling out, fucking me with just the first two inches of his 
cock, then pulling out all the way and gently slapping my clit with his 
cockhead, finally drilling back into me deep and hard. I move my hips 
with him, sometimes in a back and forth motion, other times, side to 
side, along with the up and down, massaging his ass as I do.

Every so often I look to my side to be able to see my wonderful students 
enjoying all of it too, hopefully learning to enjoy sex just as much as 
I do and become good lovers. Their smiling, flushed faces, some with 
hard ons just kicks it up another notch for me. My lover and my students 
making me wetter and wetter and I start to soak my lover's balls with my 
pussy juice. We quicken the pace, his balls slapping my ass as he drills 
into me, the hot velvet walls of my cunt hugging that fine dick. 
Eventually my legs, still wearing the black silk stockings wrap around 
his back, my back arches, my hands and nails knead his back, I moan out 
and cum hard around his cock.

This time a larger applause rises from my scholars. I smile, remind them 
to do their 'home' work, read over today's notes, and look over the 
outline for the rest of the year.

Dirty Debbie
http://dirtydebbie.blogspot.com

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