(Thanks to Drewau for editing. Comments and feedback are always welcome and appreciated. All characters are 18+.)
I was curious and hesitant about my second class for the day. I had to skip it yesterday to get my physical done. The class was called Human Sexuality: A scientific study of human reproduction. Before yesterday, Human Reproduction wasn't something I had even seen before, as my parents were strict about not having unsupervised internet in the house.
This class was only a half semester course, meaning that it only ran from post Christmas break to the end of the year. It was the only other class that sounded even remotely scientific, other than Ms. Maven's advanced Biochemistry, which I had first period. I also thought it might help me ascertain where my and Brittany's science experiment had gone wrong when it enlarged her breasts and my penis.
I knew I made a mistake when I walked in and was the only guy in the class. Even the teacher was female. I had no problem being in an all female class, or having a female teacher. I was just worried that I accidentally signed up for a maternity class or something. The fact that several of the girls in the class were noticeably pregnant didn't help that assumption.
"Can I help you?" The teacher asked. She appeared to be an attractive woman nearing her thirties. She had long flat brown hair that fell to just below her shoulders. Her thick framed glasses accentuated her beautiful hazel eyes. She was dressed in a brown pant suit that seemed to hide what little curves she had.
"I'm your new student, I believe." I said nervously as I handed her my admission slip.
She took it and perused it carefully. Her delicate features were soft and passive. She didn't appear to be scrutinizing the legitimacy of my claim. As if I were a pervert trying to sneak into the girls locker room. She just seemed to be checking it because I offered it. But then something strange happened. Her face brightened.
"Welcome! It's so great to finally have a guy join this class. Most are too awkward to discuss such matters as sex. And the few that are typically snicker at every sexual term mentioned. My name is Ms. Vera. You can have a seat in the back next to Shaya."
"Thanks." I said and headed to the empty seat in the back. But then an alarm bell rang in my mind. Where had I heard the name Ms. Vera before?
I sat next to a unique looking black girl who introduced herself as Shaya. She had big curly pink hair, a thin oval face with several piercings in her nose and lip, and blue metallic looking lipstick and eye shadow. She was wearing a small graphic T that showed quite a bit of cleavage from her large tits that seemed to be at odds with her slim body. The T-shirt terminated well above her pierced belly button. And her skimpy black jean shorts didn't start covering her body again until it had a chance to show off the beginning of her feminine V.
I introduced myself to Shaya and she smiled at me. "I don't suppose you're the new guy on campus everyone is wetting themselves over are you?"
I blushed and said, "I'm afraid so." Then sat down next to her.
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
Thinking back on everything that had happened over the last 24 hours, and I was certain of one thing, my situation was not in the least bit bad. "Just a little overwhelming." I said honestly.
"So, is it true?"
I frowned in thought. So many crazy things had happened that, odds were, the answer to that question was yes. "Is what true?"
"Are you really as big as they say you are?"
After getting a taste of teasing this morning at the running club, I found that I liked it. So I asked, "How big do they say I am?" I smiled tauntingly.
Shaya held her hands apart like she was ordering a sandwich size from Subway.
"Yeah, when I'm limp." The look of shock and lust in her eyes made me horny.
She glanced up at the teacher and then back at me, before ducking her head low and close to me. She whispered. "Can I see it?"
I acted as cool as I could and said, "I don't know, it's kind of tired after this morning."
Her eyes went wide as she asked, "What happened this morning?"
Very nonchalantly I said, "With the way gossip travels in this school, you'll probably hear about it soon enough."
As if on cue, one of the girls from the running club, the one that stopped to masturbate in the grass, walked in whispering very excitedly to a friend of hers. She shut up rather quickly as soon as she spotted me looking.
Shaya wouldn't let it go though. "Come on, I'll show you mine if you show me yours."
As juvenile as that statement was, it still made me stiffen up a bit. But after seeing how much greater teasing made the final pay off, I wasn't ready to give in just yet.
"As tempting as that offer is, class is about to start so we don't have time. But, if you show me yours now, I'll show you mine after class."
I thought she was going to bargain to show me somewhere else, much more private. But I would have lost that hand of poker. But that was fine, because I'd probably be winning that hand of Poke-her later. Shaya unbuttoned her shorts and slid the zipper down. Her desk and the students in front of her were the only thing keeping the teacher from seeing. She slumped down in her chair, lifted her hips, and slid the front of her shorts down with her thumbs. She angled her pelvis toward me and I saw her smooth tight lips, accented by a tiny silver ring piercing.
That was it, I was fully hard now. Shaya must have seen my snake slithering down my legs forming a large bulge in my pants. Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped. She unconsciously brought her hand to her clit and started toying with it. Almost instantly though, the late bell rang and it was time for class to start. So, she covered up and refastened her clothes.
I was fantasizing how far things would have gone if the bell hadn't rang. Would she have masturbated right in the middle of class? If she did that, I'm not sure if I could have resisted joining her. That was when I remembered where I had heard Ms. Vera's name before. Hillary had mentioned her mom, the principal, having a foursome with Mrs. Buchanan, Mr. Shel, and Ms. Vera. Apparently, there was a video of it online somewhere too.
"OK class. Today we will continue our study of human masturbation." Ms. Vera kept talking, but after that sentence, I was too shocked to pay attention to anything else.
As quickly as I could, I rationalised that masturbation was a normal part of life. Many animals even do it. Granted, I had never done it, but that was because of all the shame that my mom had heaped upon the idea of touching yourself. Life would have been a lot easier on my sheets the last several years if I had adopted the practice though.
"Today, we are actually in great luck. We actually have a male of the species in the class with us today. As you may remember, I gave a demonstration of the female reproductive parts using my own vagina yesterday. Thankfully, today we have a male that I can demonstrate with today. Drew, will you come to the front of the class please?"
My mind didn't want to believe what she just said. Was she really wanting me to expose myself to the entire class? I stood and slowly walked to the front of the class, I noticed every eye was either on me, or on the log straining against my pant leg. Maybe she just wanted me to talk about my penis, and not really show it.
I hate to admit, there was actually a part of me that was actually hoping to get to show off. I had never had anything in my life that I could show off, that people were actually interested in. The first would have been Brittany and my science experiment that gave me this endowment.
I was shaking as I got to the front of the class and turned around to face the room full of girls. Shaya had a slightly vindictive, but also greedy and lustful look in her eyes. The one from the running club was smiling and watching the other girls' reactions. She already had seen the beast within, and appeared to be more curious about everyone else's reactions.
"OK, Drew, will you please remove your pants and reveal your penis?" Ms. Vera said it so calmly and clinically, as if it were the most normal thing to ask in the world.
I had so many mixed emotions in me all at once. I was nervous and feeling shame at what I was even considering doing. Excited, because, well I think that is obvious. I was about to do something extremely verboten and show off my behemoth to all of these women. But, as a scientist, I was also curious about their reaction.
The shame in me told me to close my eyes to lessen the embarrassment. But the other two parts of me won out, and I made eye contact with every person in the room before lowering my pants slowly. Everyone's jaws dropped lower and lower as I kept revealing more and more of my erection. Finally, I slid it past my tip and it flung up like a released slingshot.
A drop of pre-cum flew all the way to the back of the room and managed to land on Shaya's lips, as if it knew the destination it desired. She slowly licked her lips and savored the taste.
Ms. Vera started pointing out the different parts of my manhood. I'm sure she was using all of the biological terms, but all I heard was the thumping of my heart in my ears. I watched as every woman in the class looked at me like I was a steak on the menu. I loved the attention too. I had never been considered desirable till I came to this school. I didn't care if it was purely superficial. If these women wanted to use me to get some kind of kinky merit badge, I was fully game.
