That night Jennifer lay in bed, naked, reviewing the day's events. The image of the two cocks she had seen was making her wet. The doctor's hard bulge and Prof. Gilbert's exposed erection. As she pictured those scenes she opened her legs, drawing her knees back and began to do what she had never done before, caress herself. She was surprised at her own wetness, the ease with which her own fingers slid into her pussy. She slowly fucked herself with her own fingers, just as Dr. Manton had done. With her other hand she rubbed her hardened clit.
As she began the climb to her second orgasm of her young life she pictured the lust in the faces of the two men she had spread her legs for. How their eyes had exhibited their desire and excitement. That turned her on, to be wanted just by letting them see her. She groaned as she recalled her own decision to pull her skirt up higher and show her hairy pussy, without Prof. Gilbert asking for it, as she stroked his penis. She was getting closer to coming, she could feel the pressure building up inside herself.
When she remembered the way her mentor's cock shot off in her face, the unexpected force of the semen hitting her on the cheek and the hotness of it, she went over the edge. Her orgasm started deep within as she grunted and convulsed. Her pussy contracted around her own fingers.
As her orgasm subsided, she wondered why she had waited until well past her eighteenth birthday to touch herself. She drifted off to sleep knowing that this would now be a staple of her sexual pleasure.
The next morning Jennifer dressed with a new sense of purpose. Whereas yesterday she thought the requirement of stockings, heels, garterbelts and no panties was sort of silly, today it excited her to think of the lustful looks of men that could be engendered. She chose smoke grey nylons and a red lace garterbelt. A tight black leather miniskirt accentuated the curves of her tight round asscheeks. Black high heeled shoes and a tight white cotton blouse with the St. Ciels insignia completed her slutty look. She was glad that her firm breasts looked good without a bra. She laughed when she thought of her classmate and friend Sandra, who had very large tits. How uncomfortable to go without a bra with breasts that big.
At breakfast she sat with Sandra and they talked about their previous days experience. Sandra's mentor was Prof. Ohka. He was an elderly man of chinese descent. Jennifer was excited by the manner in which he had Sandra jerk him off. Prof. Ohka sat on a couch opposite Sandra after removing his pants, then he had her stroke his cock with her nylon encased feet until he came all over her stockings. "And the whole time I was rubbing him with my feet he was looking up my skirt, telling me how my pusssy was making him come. I was so hot after that I didn't go to class. I went back to my room and jerked off. "
