Blair's Freshman Year
By Volante


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Chapter 3

Ashley and I didn't speak about what had happened 
on Wednesday afternoon, but then again we didn't see 
each other but at dinner for the next couple of days. 
I got the impression that what had occurred was normal 
to her. But for me it was a life-changing event. 
Accepting girls as sexual partners was a huge deal. 
Could I do it again? Would I do it again? Would I have 
the opportunity to do it again?

Another factor was the casualness of it all. I 
had lost my virginity to guy I had been dating for 3 
months in high school. I had one other sex partner 
after him but it was also with someone I had been 
dating for a while. Being pushed into a no strings 
attached encounter was new to me.
At least with Ashley, I liked it. I felt free and 
liberated.

I mulled things over in my mind and decided to 
let these new experiences come to me full force. I 
would accept the challenges head on. I would let these 
new opportunities in my sexuality guide my way into 
womanhood.

These thoughts were challenged on Friday during 
Ms. Carter's next class.

The seats were again arranged in a half circle 
separating boys and girls. Carol and I took our seats. 
I noted that several other students had dropped out 
leaving 6 girls and 6 guys. I had trouble figuring out 
why guys were dropping out. The chance to be around 
naked women had to be a powerful incentive to return. 
Perhaps some were intimidated or nervous. Maybe some 
had girlfriends that didn't approve. Everyone who had 
gotten naked during the last class was still here.

Ms. Carter arrived and as usual stripped bare. 
"Alright class, I expect that we have now weeded out 
all the closed minded people. If you are still with us 
now, I expect you to last the semester."

"Now down to business," she continued. "During 
our last class I only gave a handful of daily points. 
Blair received a 100 for the day and all of the other 
girls received a zero. James got 50 points and Scott 
got 25. Let me remind you that each daily score will 
be averaged together to make a major grade, which will 
then be one fourth of your final grade. Without your 
daily grade you cannot make better than a 75 in this 
class, which is a D in this school. Also a D is 
considered failing."

"With that in mind," she grinned. "I will be more 
generous with points for a while. 50 points to each 
student who strips naked for the remainder of the 
class today."

With no hesitation I stood and began to disrobe. 
I looked and saw that this time everyone else 
beginning to stand, even Carol. I was glad to see her 
accepting this. The entire class was soon naked and 
back in their seats. Everyone was stealing glances at 
each other. I glimpsed several of the guys erect 
penises and I caught several of the stealing a glance 
at my chest or pubic hair.

"Fantastic," exclaimed Ms. Carter. "Good to see 
everyone on the same path. 50 points to all. Now would 
anyone like to volunteer anything that happened to 
them as a result of the last class?"

Erin raised her hand. Ms. Carter nodded to her to 
speak. "After getting naked and sharing details of our 
sex life, James and I went straight back to the dorm 
and did it.  err. fucked for hours." I looked at James 
and he was grinning.

Ms. Carter seemed pleased. "Our couple got horny 
did they? James do think that at the end of the 
semester if you would get just as horny from the 
class?"

James said, "Maybe. I like looking at naked girls 
and if you and they are still naked then, perhaps."

"That is something I want you to all take note 
in. I want you to monitor your excitement level now 
versus how you react 4 months from now," replied Ms. 
Carter. "I want you to each take note if exposure 
explicit sexuality changes your reaction to it."

She paused for the thought to sink in. She then 
walked to the back of the room and grabbed a small 
table on wheels and brought it to the center of the 
group. The table was about waist high and had four 
poles extending from each corner toward the ceiling.

"For this next activity we need a female 
volunteer." Ms. Carter announced.

I quickly raised my hand. The 'new me' was taking 
over again.

"Okay, Blair. I love your enthusiasm. You can be 
first. For you other girls you will get your 
opportunity after Blair. We can't have her steal the 
show everyday, you know. Blair please lay on your back 
on the table."

I walked over and climbed on. The table was too 
short for my legs if I made room for my head to lie on 
its surface. Ms. Carter was soon at the foot of the 
table and took hold of my legs. She lifter one in each 
hand until each was pointing straight up. She deftly 
slipped each ankle into a kind of strap that was at 
the end of each the corner poles. Once my feet were up 
in the air and secured in place she made an adjustment 
to the poles, which made them swing out at a 45-degree 
angle. My legs were now in a 10 o'clock and 2 o'clock 
position.

My pussy had never been on such open display. The 
class was staring right into my exposed cunt. My 
arousal was on the rise again.

Ms. Carter started in a clinical tone, "Today we 
are going to explore the differences not only in males 
and females but in each other. Each of you will have 
your turn so please be patient. If at any time you 
wish for me to stop, just say so Blair."

I nodded. Then from under the table she pulled 
out what looked like small camera on a swivel arm and 
positioned it right in front of pussy. Then I heard 
her flip a switch under the table and on the wall 
behind my head a giant projected image of my cunt 
appeared. 

I know I wanted to let my sexuality guide my way 
but again Ms. Carter was really pushing my boundaries. 
First naked in front of other girls. Then naked in 
front of class. Next I was spreading my cunt wide 
open! Although it was incremental with each step, each 
step was also a big leap for me. I knew I could have 
her stop but eventually resigned to let her continue.

"I wanted to make sure everyone could see 
properly." Ms. Carter said. "Now if we look at this 
vagina we can notice some distinct characteristics. 
First note the shape and size for the lips. As we 
examine the others we will see some major differences. 
No two sexual organs are the same."

Next, I felt her fingers spread my lips slightly 
opening my hood to expose my clitoris. I tilted my 
head back and saw the giant projection of her hands at 
my pussy. She began to give a basic female anatomy 
lesson pointing out various features of my sex. The 
entire time I was getting hotter and hotter. To feel 
her hands probing around and making tiny moments of 
contact with my clit was making me want more.

At one point she said, "Also it is interesting to 
note that the female sex not only lubricates itself 
but it also can secret a semen like discharge upon 
orgasm." With that she started to massage my clit. She 
used her fingers to bring moisture from my pussy up to 
my clit. Rubbing in a circular motion I was soon lost 
to a wonderful orgasm.

After I had stopped contracting, I felt her 
insert a finger into my pussy. She pulled back a very 
wet finger. She made some comments about secretions 
but I was in oblivion. I soon felt my legs being 
released and being helped off the table. I sat back in 
seat as Ms. Carter was asking for another volunteer.

All of the girls except Carol volunteered in turn 
as she would identify the unique characteristics of 
their sex. Here expert fingers would then bring each 
girl quickly to orgasm. She one-by-one exposed, 
explored and brought off Erin, Kim, Julie and Missy. 
After all of the girls had been explored she began on 
the guys. She moved the table to back of the room and 
returned with an odd looking chair.

First was Scott, the virgin. Ms. Carter had him 
sit in the chair and then strapped his arms into 
special braces behind the seat. "We don't need you 
interfering, now do we?" She said.  She next pulled 
another camera from under the seat and aimed it at his 
bulging cock.

After everything was set, she went into a 
detailed analysis of his penis. At one point she even 
measured his erection. He sized up at 7 inches. Then 
after a complete study of his cock and balls she 
wrapped her hand around his shaft and started to 
masturbate him. With all of the attention he had been 
getting he lasted only 15 or 20 seconds before he 
ejaculated. His cum spewed out and Ms. Carter let him 
rest a moment before she wiped up his mess. She 
released him and moved onto the next volunteer.

Not surprising, but all of the guys had their 
turn under Ms. Carter's hands.  Daniel, Steve and Will 
were all measured, commented upon and brought o 
climax. When Aaron had his penis measured he took top 
prize with 8 « inches. Ms. Carter had gone into a 
short lecture about guys and their sensitivity to 
penis size. When James was measured as the shortest at 
6 « inches he joked, "Well look how big it is on the 
screen!"

Everyone watched as each guy shoot his load. Ms. 
Carter took delight in pointing out interesting 
features about each boy's penis and his discharge. 
Finally Ms. Carter awarded each volunteer another 50 
points and had us all get dressed again.

After class Carol and I didn't have our usual 
lunch break. She was leaving for home for the weekend 
and wanted to get on the road early. I was proud of 
her for disrobing with the class but also disappointed 
that she was the only girl not get on the table today. 
I couldn't imagine what Ms. Carter would have our 
class doing next and I hoped Carol was up for it.
I ended up having a quick bite alone and returned home 
to study.





For the weekend I knew I had to bone up for a 
History test on Monday and complete a paper for 
English due on the same day. Hardly a week into 
college and already the professors were dishing out 
heavy homework. I managed to complete the paper for 
English but my History studies fell a little short 
when Ashley invited me to a party Saturday night.

I joined her in plenty of drinking and flirting. 
She managed to hook up with a cute baseball jock 
senior and they left the party sometime after 
midnight. I was feeling intoxicated and alone. 
Although I figured if I promised sex I could easily 
pick up a guy for the night, I just didn't want to be 
slutting around. A least not right now.

I returned home late and slept in even later. 
Sunday afternoon, Ashley filled me in on the details 
of her encounter as we lounged about in the pool. She 
told me about the wild sex she and her lucky guy had. 
She reveled in giving very explicit descriptions of 
all that had occurred. I think perhaps she had noticed 
how flush I was becoming from listening, so she spiced 
up her story all the more. 

After hearing about Ashley's romp I needed 
relief, so I finished the weekend with a long 
masturbation session with myself in bed Sunday night. 
I had brought myself to two orgasms before going to 
sleep.



Monday morning my lack of studying reflected itself on 
the History test. I got a "D". My English paper passed 
with an "A -".  Vowing to do better next time, I went 
to meet up with Carol for Sex class. She had returned 
late Sunday night and I had yet to see her since last 
Friday in class.

Carol was already seated when I came in. I took my 
seat in the half-circle and stashed my books under my 
chair. Thinking about my poor performance with my 
History test that morning led me to think how we had 
yet to have any real homework or assignments from Ms. 
Carter yet. The only thing so far that had been 
required was to deal with social sexual taboos. Even 
though she was increasing the intensity each day, it 
had been bearable.

Thinking about how every class she stripped naked and 
how others and myself had been naked for the past two 
classes, I decided to take a leap and try to impress 
Ms. Carter. She had yet to arrive for class, so I 
stood and began taking off my clothes. All of 
classmates were staring at me.

"What are you doing?" asked Carol.

"Just beating her to the punch." I replied. "For the 
past two classes she has asked us to get naked. Why 
will this one be any different?"

Before anyone else could respond, Ms. Carter arrived. 
She began to take her own clothes off when she noticed 
I was nude. "Congratulations, Blair. Usually it takes 
until the third or forth weeks of class before anyone 
takes the initiative to strip before I ask them to. 
This will look very favorably on your participation 
grade. As for everyone else, go on. Get undressed. 20 
points today for anyone being naked."

Everyone soon was naked. Today there was a slight 
difference with everyone. I guess since she had so 
thoroughly explored and displayed our body's last 
Friday, no one was as shy. The girls weren't as 
carefully to keep their arms folded to cover their 
breasts. Guys sat more relaxed at their hard-ons were 
on bigger display.

"Since we now understand how our bodies function in a 
sexual manor, it is time to start put this knowledge 
to practical applications. Also we will continue our 
assault on social acceptance within the realm of 
sexuality." Ms. Carter then pulled two small bags out 
of her brief case.

"In these bags," she explained, "I have the names 
of each of you. One for the guys and one for the 
girls. Today we will let the girls pick their 
partners. Ladies when I get to each of you, reach in 
and pull out a name. That will be your partner for the 
day."

She walked to each of us and we randomly selected 
our partners. On my turn, I reached in the bag and 
pulled out Scott's name. After we all had our partners 
selected. Ms. Carter ordered us to the rear of the 
classroom. Lined against the back wall today were a 
series of massage style tables. The girls were 
directed to get on the tables and lie on their backs.

After each girl was situated, Ms. Carter revealed 
today's activity. "Last week, I showed how an 
experienced hand can bring a person to orgasm. Today 
we are going to work on your technique. Guys, your job 
is to make your girl have an orgasm. Guys may only use 
their hands and have 15 minutes to get their partners 
off."

Carol, who was lying next to me, shot me a 
nervous look. I reached over and took her hand and 
mouthed the words, "It's okay. I'll be with you."

"Start now." Ms. Carter said with timer in hand. 
I suddenly felt Scott's hand foundling my pubic mound. 
I noticed Carol grimace as James's hands began 
fingering her. I suppose that lately I had been turned 
on a lot but this was not arousing at all. Scott's 
hands were rough and unskilled. Often poking me and 
being rather uncomfortable. As I looked at the other 
girls I could tell by their faces that they weren't 
enjoying this either.

After an eternity of being nowhere close to an 
orgasm, Ms. Carter called time. No one had come. 
Strangely enough the guys were all smiling and seemed 
happy with themselves.

We were next instructed to switch positions. I 
stood up from the bed and Scott took his place lying 
on his back. I looked down the row of beds and saw all 
of the guys sporting giant erections. Scott's penis 
throbbed in anticipation. We all knew what was next. 
 
As expected Ms. Carter then told the girls to 
masturbate the cocks in front of them. We were given 
15 minutes to accomplish the task. I took hold of 
Scott's penis with my right hand. I wrapped my fingers 
around the shaft and started a series of slow and 
gentle strokes from the base to the head. I could feel 
his dick twitching in my hand as I very lightly 
massaged him. Scott's eyes were closed and 
occasionally he would let out a soft moan. I saw the 
other girls stroking their partner's cocks with 
similar effects. 
 
Even though I had been sexually active with two 
different guys in high school, I was still an amateur 
in the handling s of a cock. My past experiences, 
although pleasurable, were brief and didn't yield me 
much information concerning the practical workings of 
a penis. Obviously, Scott was been pleased by my 
efforts but I couldn't get past how quickly Ms. Carter 
had gotten each of us off three days earlier. 
 
I was soon reward for my work. Scott's legs and 
stomach clenched and his sperm erupted from the tip of 
his cock. He coated his stomach with white cum. I 
estimated he could have filled a small shot glass with 
the amount he released. 
 
On the next table, I heard James moaning. I 
looked and saw Carol rubbing the tip of his cock while 
semen spewed forth. She seemed proud of making him cum 
but turned off by the mess James had shot onto his own 
chest. 
 
One by one each of the men ejaculated with the 
aid of the girls standing beside them. As the men were 
briefly resting, Ms. Carter said, " Very good girls. 
Please help clean up your partner and everyone return 
to your seats." She distributed towels to each couple 
and I proceeded to sop up the cum from Scott's chest. 
His penis was limp now. A quick survey revealed all 
dicks were exhausted and shriveled. 
 
After retaking our seats, Ms. Carter asked, "To 
finish out the time in today's class let us discuss 
what just happened." She then looked at James. "James, 
why did you have an orgasm at the hands of Carol?"
 
James grinned, "It felt good. I couldn't stop 
it." 
 
"Okay, " She said, apparently satisfied. "Then 
why did you fail to get Carol off? Did you not make 
her feel good?" 
 
He shot a quick glance at Carol, "I think she was 
too nervous," he said. "She never got into it." 
 
She turned her attention to Carol, "Were you into 
it?" 
 
"Not really," replied Carol. "I was not only 
nervous about being naked in class but also nervous 
about having a stranger fondle my privates." 
 
Ms. Carter looked at me. "Were you nervous, 
Blair?" 
 
"No. Well... maybe a little," I added. "But I 
wasn't fully aroused. I guess it felt kinda good but 
my juices just didn't get flowing." 
 
"Alright, A quick reviews shows that all the 
girls resisted having orgasms for the full 15 minutes 
but the guys all came within 7 minutes. What 
conclusions could be reached from this information?" 
Ms. Carter asked. 
 
She turned her took to Aaron. He shrugged, "Girls 
are harder to please sexually than guys." 
 
Chuckling, Ms. Carter said, "Interesting theory. 
But I managed to get off each girl with no problem 
last Friday." 
 
Aaron thought for second, "Girls know how to 
please other girls then, I suppose." 
 
"Could that statement," asked Ms. Carter, "be 
rephrased? Perhaps, it takes skill to give a girl an 
orgasm." 
 
James then interrupted, "I have given Erin many 
orgasms but I couldn't get Carol off. I suggest that 
the girls don't like being fondled by strangers." 
 
Ms. Carter acknowledged his comment. "Maybe, 
Carol requires different stimulation than Erin." He 
pondered that question. She continued, "The thing to 
remember here is that each girl does respond 
differently to different stimulation. When I took Erin 
to orgasm, I found that clitoral stimulation was 
enough. However when masturbating Julie, I found her 
to be responsive to vaginal stimulation so I inserted 
a couple of fingers. The lesson is to read your 
partners reaction to whatever you are doing." 
 
"I imagine that each of you guys," Ms. Carter 
said turning to face the boys, "were stimulating your 
partners in a fashion that either was a turn on to you 
not her, or you were pleasing her in way that you 
wanted her to pleased.   Some guys enjoy inserting 
fingers into a wet pussy, but some girls don't respond 
to that. It may feel good and we may allow it to make 
the guy happy. But does it ultimately please the girl? 
That is what you guys need to learn. Later we can 
delve into various techniques on how to please a 
female and read the signs that you are successfully 
doing so." 
 
She then turned to the girls. "Okay, ladies. What 
can we learn about the guys getting off so quickly?" 
 
Erin raised her hand, "Men are easy. If you put a 
dick up against any kind of friction it goes off." All 
of the girls snickered at her comment. 
 
Laughing as well, Ms. Carter then followed up, 
"I'll sum up the guys for you gals. Let me tell you 
exactly how a guys likes his penis touched." She 
paused for effect. "As often as possible!" 

The girls all howled in laughter at that. A 
couple of the boys showed mock protest but everyone 
took it in jest. 
 
 Ms. Carter indicated we could get dressed and 
dismissed class. Carol and I ate lunch together as 
usual. Carol actually said she enjoyed today's class. 
Even though James' hands were course as he felt her up 
she said it was great fun to watch him "shoot his 
stuff."


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