Megan woke up naked again. She stayed in bed, lounging, enjoying the lazy feeling. Her mind flashed back to yesterday. Standing naked on the stage; in front of all those people. The way they looked at her. How it felt when the bull penetrated her; and fucked her with everyone watching.
Megan let her fingers run along her skin. Her nipples starting to harden. She could feel herself getting turned on.
She wasn't just fucked. She was used, and used hard. It was raw. It was primal. The bull needed her cunt, and he took it and used it.
Megan slipped a finger into her pussy; just a little. And then, started a slow tease; running little circles around her clit.
The alarm sounded, interrupting her.
"Shit. I have class this morning" Megan blurted out.
Frustrated, Megan went through her morning routine, and took special care of shaving her pussy. The feel of her smooth mound just made her more horny.
She stood in front of her closet.
"What can I wear to school that won't make me look like a complete slut."
The last few days have been like a horny daze. She remembered getting rid of her old conservative outfits and replacing everything with sexier and edgier cloths.
Megan settled on a schoolgirl outfit. It consisted of a little pink plaid skirt, and a white crop top shirt. The outfit came from the stripper store. So, it was more of a fantasy schoolgirl outfit, rather than actual school girl outfit. If Megan stood still, the skirt just covered her, but if she walked or even turned fast, then her ass and panties would show. For the panties, she settled on pink micro g-string. The front was a little low-rise triangle, and the back was the thinnest pink string. The white crop top had her entire midriff exposed, and a low plunging v-neck. She went without the bra as the crop top was too small and the bra wouldn't really look right. Most of her breasts were visible with just the areola covered with the top. It looked somewhat decent when she looked in the mirror, but when she went outside, she realized that in daylight, the material was semi-transparent and see-through.
The trip to the school was uneventful, but Megan got so many stares. The men openly stared, their eyes focused on her legs, or her tits. With the women, some glared, judging her, some knowingly smiled, and some checked her out, like the men. She was a hot piece of ass; she knew it, and they knew it.
Finally settled in class, Megan tried to sit with her legs crossed, but the skirt was just too short, which exposed her almost all the way up to her panties. She kept fidgeting trying to find a decent way to sit, which just drew more looks from her classmates including the professor.
The professor was a strict woman in her 30s, wearing professional pant suit. Megan always thought of her as a bitch.
"Megan, can you tell us what Sigmund Freud's theory on human sexual development is?" asked the professor, startling Megan out of her thoughts.
"I am sorry. I didn't get a chance to read today's reading" responded Megan.
"I see. I have to be honest Megan; you are not doing well in this class. I am sorry to say this in front of your peers, but you are at risk of failing this class. "
"This is an important topic, and I am very disappointed that you are not taking it seriously. Please come to the front of the class. I will demonstrate the importance of this topic. Your participation will act as your credit for missing your assigned reading."
Not seeing an option, and not wanting to fail, Megan stood up and walked to the front. She had to hold her skirt and tug it lower as she risked showing her ass to everyone.
Megan stood next to the professor, facing the class.
Professor continued, "Megan is a young, nubile girl in the prime of her sexuality. You can see by how she is dressed that she is on a hunt for a sexual partner."
The professor paused a moment, letting her words sink in to everyone.
"Look how short her skirt is," the professor continued, while pointing at Megan's skirt.
"Now, if you look closely at her breasts, you will see that she is not wearing a bra, and you can make out her hard nipples."
The professor moved her hand to point at Megan's tits.
"Megan, please tell the class, if you are wearing a bra."
"No" responded Megan, her face flushed with humiliation. She could feel herself becoming turned on.
"Megan, please be exact. In science, we need to be exact with facts."
"No, I am not wearing a bra."
"Megan, are you ovulating."
"Yes."
"Class. During ovulation, girls are more easily aroused, and horny. For the boys in the class, that means they are easy." The professor chuckled a little at her own joke.
"Megan, do you have a boyfriend."
"No"
"When was the last time that you had sexual intercourse."
"Yesterday" responded Megan. She involuntarily rubbed her legs together, trying to give herself a little stimulation. She could feel herself getting really wet.
"Class, Megan is sexually active. In our culture, using urban vernacular, Megan is a slut. The exact definition of the word is a girl that dresses provocatively and tries to entice men to have sex with her. A related urban word is a whore. That's a girl that is similar to a slut but gets paid for it and so is likely even easier than a slut. "
"Megan, you didn't get paid yesterday, did you?" The teacher asked casually.
"Well, I mean, it was job related. I guess."
"Oh, I didn't realize. You got paid for sex. Then that makes you not only a slut but also a whore. But, financially speaking, sluts make bad whores because the overriding goal for a slut is to get cock rather than make money. In urban slang, sluts and whores are part of whorehouses, or stables, and under a control of a pimp. "
"Class, settle down. Now, I am asking Megan very personal sexual questions. And given her already high state of arousal, these questions are actually increasing her arousal. When arousal increases, Megan's need to orgasm increases. Psychologically and physiologically, Megan is becoming more willing to do whatever it takes for sexual gratification."
