Preparing For Tuesday’s Cunnilingus Class.
By Quinn_McMullen. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
Story Recap
I’m Dan, a senior majoring in mechanical engineering. I needed two general education requirements to complete my degree, at a university in the Chicago area. It’s a cold January, on campus. I was able to enroll in an English literature class and Dr. Martin's Sociology 369 Human Sexuality course, for the second semester.
On the first day of class, we learned about male and female orgasms. Dr. Martin allowed students to submit a standard analysis and reading notes or to provide an alternative assignment. The first alternative assignment was to masturbate either alone or with an observer and report on our experience.
Hannah, a coed was sitting in class next to me. I asked to be her partner. While we were trying to get comfortable with one another, we ended up having sex.
Dinner
As I sat with Hannah at dinner, I had so many questions I wanted to ask her, but she started off.
She looked me in the eye, "So you're what? Twenty two? Twenty three?
"Twenty two."
"I'm twenty one. So, I have to say that I am not normally that aggressive. I don't know what came over me."
"I thought it was wonderful."
Hannah nodded, "I'm sure you did, but I'm not sure what happened. I had every intention in the world of sitting there with you, reading until dinner. And then." She averted her gaze, then looked back into my eyes, "Then I just wanted you. I can't explain it. I've never started anything with a guy before. It has always been the guy coming on to me."
"I really didn't mind. It was definitely a gift. Guys often leave a gal frustrated because they can’t work up the nerve to initiate things. Especially when the gal is as gorgeous as you.”
Hannah reached out and touched my hand, "Ah, thanks! Dan, it's okay. I guess I'm just trying to understand my actions. It was so out of character for me."
"Maybe you're comfortable with me. I hope, anyway?"
She laughed, "Undoubtedly. You're a really nice guy." She released my hand, "No, more than that. I know we just met, but I feel like you care about me as a person. I just hope that by being the initiator, I haven't made you not like me."
"Hannah, I would never think that. You are self-confident, that's all. You’re very respectful and sensitive. You weren’t pushy at all."
"See, that's the thing. I've never really been all that self-confident. Certainly not when it comes to sex."
"How much sex have you,” I stopped myself. “I’m sorry. That’s not polite for me to ask.”
"No, I’m okay with talking to you about it. There was my date for the senior prom. Spring semester freshman year I had a boyfriend for a couple of weeks. Probably had sex two or three times with him. Sophomore year I had sex a couple of more times. Once over the summer. Once with Jeff last semester. Altogether, I've probably had sex less than ten times in my entire life. Not counting Sterling.”
“Sterling?” I was puzzled.
“Sterling is my chrome vibrator.” Hannah explained. “Until today, only Sterling could reliably bring me to orgasms. Today was the first time someone not named Sterling, gave me an orgasm. How about you?"
"I wouldn't say that I'm promiscuous, but I've had sex a lot more than that. It was always in a relationship. Let's see, I've been intimate with five girlfriends. This was the first time I had sex with someone on the first day I met them."
"Same here. I hope you didn't mind."
"Do I in any way look like I didn’t have the time of my life? Not at all. It was amazing. Maybe it was a desire to try out some of the things we learned in class."
Hannah smiled, "Well you tried out something you learned. Did you rub my g spot?"
"Yeah. It was all wrinkly." I added. “Nothing like a good hands-on lab project.”
"I was already cumming and then that sent me into orbit. Holy shit." Hannah exclaimed.
"As an observer, that was pretty cool. I obviously ‘pressed your button’, right?” I gloated.
"Observer? Dan, you did that to me. You were my lover. Come to think of it, you propped me up so you could screw me like that dildo in the film."
"I did." I proudly admitted.
"That was quite creative." She marveled.
"Thanks." I grinned.
We ate in silence for several minutes. It wasn't the least bit awkward though.
Hannah stopped eating, "Normally I would try to fill silence. I don't feel like I have to. It's like we're two old married people that are completely comfortable with each other."
I stopped eating, "You're right. I don't know very much about you, but it's like I've known you a long time."
She nodded and continued eating. Another minute of silence passed.
I reached out and touched her hand, "Do you believe in fate?"
"I haven't given it much thought." She wondered where this was going.
"I mean, what are the odds that I would have to sit next to you, you would ask me to be your partner, and we would hit it off so well?"
"Look it, Dan. I'm not a religious person. I'm sure there is a perfectly good probability that that would happen."
I nodded, "Okay, but the odds are not that high."
"That two random college students sitting next to one another would become friends, partners, and lovers? It think they are very high. That those two people would be you and me, that's just the universe rolling the dice." She squelched my sentimentality.
She was right, but the thought was disappointing. I pulled my hand back.
Hannah grabbed my hand, "Dan, I feel like I just burst a bubble on you."
"Yeah. Maybe. A little. I had the thought that maybe someone was looking out for us and;"
"If it makes you feel any better, “ she interrupted; “I could very well be wrong. I agree that it is very cool that you sat down next to me. Whatever force in the universe made that happen, I'm very grateful. Done eating?"
"Yeah."
The Library
To avoid temptation, we agreed to study together in the library. About nine we headed to Hannah's room. The cold and wind had eased a bit, making it easier to talk.
Once outside, Hannah took my hand, "How should we decide who goes first?"
"I don't have a problem going first."
Hannah laughed, "I'm kind of excited. I've never seen a guy get himself off."
"I guess that's a reason Dr. Miller said we could have an observer."
I held the door for her when we got to her dorm. Inside her room I took off my jacket.
Hannah stopped to watch me, "This feels very clinical again. Could I undress you?"
"Sure."
Hannah came over to me and put her hands behind my neck, "Maybe some mood-setting would help too." She went on tip-toe and kissed me, "Yes. That's what we need." She turned on her stereo. In a couple seconds, Simple Minds was playing ‘Don’t you Forget About Me’.
She pulled me to her bed, sat down, and pulled me down with her, "Much better."
We lay side-by-side, exploring each other's mouth. I finally pulled her on top of me so I could hold her ass cheeks. She seems to love having her ass caressed.
After several minutes of necking I spoke into her mouth, "I think I'm ready."
"I feel something." She said with a horny wink. Her mix tape was now playing Rick Astley, singing ‘Never Gunna Give You Up’. I’m guessing this was Hannah’s mood music for when she pleasured herself. But that was her business. I just decided to enjoy the moment.
Hannah rolled off me and I stood up. I pulled my shirt off and dropped my jeans, standing there in my partially tented boxers.
"Ready?"
She smiled and I let my boxers fall to my ankles, flipping them across the room with a flick of my foot. I slowly stroked my tumescent cock.
Hannah stood up, "I think I promised to let you see me naked to help get you aroused."
"You did." I recalled.
"Why don't you sit on the bed and let me give you something to get aroused about."
I climbed up to the headboard and placed a pillow behind my back. Hannah began a little bump and grind strip tease. I pulled on my cock to firm it up. By now her mix tape was playing Tears for Fears, singing ‘Everybody Wants To Rule the World’ with its sultry beat.
She turned away from me and pulled her shirt off. She swiveled her jean-clad hips, then kicked off her shoes. Hannah loved to dance and it’s clear she was very good at it. Somehow her socks went flying. She stepped up onto the bed and stood above me, one leg on either side.
She placed her hands on the wall to balance herself and then placed her foot on my cock, "Let me rub that for you."
I wouldn't call it rubbing, but she did move her foot up and down on my shaft. It wasn't exactly effective and soon she was back standing on the floor. She turned away and dropped her jeans to the floor. Hannah flipped them aside with her foot, then climbed back up on the bed. Standing above me in her bra and panties was more arousing. She stepped forward so that her crotch was inches from my face.
I leaned forward, pressed my nose into her crotch, and took a deep breath, "God, you smell good." Her pheromones made a beeline to my cock.
Hannah stepped back on the floor and removed her bra and panties, "Sorry, I'm not very creative with a strip tease."
"I appreciate the creativity" I encouraged her.
"Thanks. How about if I just stand here in all my nakedness?"
"That works."
I was rock hard now and it was easy to stroke myself. I was thinking I needed some lube when Hannah crawled up on the bed and got very close to my cock.
She smiled, "I'm observing."
I laughed.
Hannah ran her hand down my thigh, "Perhaps you should position yourself so that I can see your asshole. I need to know if it contracts when you cum."
"Oh. Okay."
I slouched down at her headboard. I placed my feet so that my legs were spread out and knees bent; and she had a good view of my anus. She was kneeling in front of me. I licked my stroke hand to provide some lubrication. Now her stereo was playing A-Ha. The cut was ‘Take On Me’.
Hannah said, "I can provide some saliva." She leaned forward dribbled some spit on the head of my cock.
I smiled, "That's helpful."
"But probably not enough." She grabbed my stroke hand and placed her mouth on my cock, sucking away.
"I think that defeats the purpose of the assignment."
She came off for a moment, "I don't care."
Hannah soon had my entire shaft wet with saliva. She stroked me with her hands while sucking and churning the head in her mouth. The stereo filled the room with ‘Shout’ from Tears For Fears.
When I groaned my appreciation, I felt her finger at my ass. I think she had her juices on her finger because she slipped right in. She found my prostate.
"Oh god, Hannah. Hannah. Cumming. I'm cumming." The stereo rumbled; “Shout, shout, let it all out”.
Everything sped up, her mouth, her fingers rubbing in my ass. I grabbed my knees and pulled my legs toward me. The point of no return approached and my world narrowed to my cock and ass. My body started quaking uncontrollably. Hannah's eyes were locked in on mine as she swallowed everything I shot. I threw my head back as my orgasm continued. All I could feel was her fingers rubbing my prostate and her mouth on my cock, churning, sucking, licking. I tried to say something, but a croaking sound came out.
Suddenly my cock was beyond sensitive, "Please." I released my knees and held her face, "Please."
"Stop?" She asked for clarification.
"Yes."
Hannah climbed up and lay down next to me. She kissed me with closed lips. I grabbed her face and probed my tongue into her salty mouth.
She eased off, "That's cool that you don't mind kissing me. I had a guy that wouldn't kiss me after he came in my mouth. By the way, I used what they did in the movie in class. It works."
"Wow, Does it ever." I blurted out.
"Your whole body was shaking." She told me.
"Thank you, Hannah. That was amazing. If you let me recover for a couple minutes, I would love to return the favor."
"Offer accepted," Hannah said as she swung her leg over me and stared kissing me again.
After a few minutes of necking I was ready to go, "Why don't you lie back and see what I can do for you."
Something told me to hold off on straight licking. I decided to kiss her ear lobes and then went for her nipples. I licked my way across her stomach and stopped at her pubes to breathe in her scent.
Her clit was prominent at the top of her slit and her inner labia extended out a little. She had shaved her labia. I lapped up her juices, then moved to her clit.
I looked up at Hannah. Her eyes were locked in on me.
She whispered, "Maybe not straight, constant licking. Ease up a little from time to time so I don't get numb."
I followed her advice. Eurythmics was filling the room with a hypnotic spell from ‘Sweet Dreams Are Made of These.’
Hannah grabbed her nipples and was rolling them, "Oh, Dan. Oh." I assumed that was a signal that she was cumming. I probed into her vagina and found her g spot.
"Ah." Hannah's vagina started contracting. She arched her back and I could hear her panting. She forcibly pressed my forehead away from her crotch. I kept rubbing her g spot.
Then Hannah wrapped her legs around my head and began bucking her hips. I took this as some kind of signal to stop.
Slowly her body relaxed, "Oh my god. Dan, come up here."
I climbed up next to her.
"That was so nice. Let's climb in under the covers. I want to snuggle with you."
As I held her, I whispered, "I can see why people sleep with each other. This is cozy."
"Very cozy." I concurred.The mix tape faded to Sinéad O'Connor sang ‘Nothing Compares 2 U.’ I faded to slumber.
Sleeping With Hannah
As I emerged from sleep, I sensed a warm body next to me. When I opened my eyes, it was dark. I saw a lighted alarm clock across the room. I tried to place where I was and then I remembered. Hannah.
When I emerged from sleep again, the room was light. I lay still, savoring the moment. We lay like spoons. My arm was under Hannah's head. Her ass was pressed up against me and I had a bit of morning wood. My other hand was on her hip. She felt so silky and soft.
After a bit of time, Hannah stirred.
She rolled over, "Good morning."
"Good morning, Hannah."
"Is this one of those mythical morning woodies?"
"Not mythical. I wake up with one on a regular basis."
"So, it isn't because of me."
"No, but I have to say that sleeping with you is just short of heavenly."
"Agreed. Shall we start our day?"
"I could use a shower."
"So could I. I wish I could take one with you, but the other girls on the floor might be either offended or jealous."
Breakfast
Over breakfast, Hannah asked, "So, what do you think about Elizabeth Bennet?"
"Elizabeth Bennet? Do I know her?"
"From Pride and Prejudice?"
"Oh. Yes.” I remembered. “ Kind of early in the book, but I have to say that the situation that her and her sisters are in is horrible."
"Things were not good for women back in jolly old England. I think that's the 1800s. Or anywhere else for that matter."
"She sounds like someone I would like to know.” I said. “She seems smart, independent. She's got a very strong will. Probably a lot like you."
Hannah smiled, "Thanks. And you're still early in the book. What do you think of Jane Austen's writing?"
"Love it. So lyrical."
Friday Masturbation Assignment
On Friday afternoon, we finally got around to conducting our masturbation assignment. Here is what I wrote for Dr. Miller:
My observer was Hannah. She was also my partner as you will see.
I positioned myself on my bed so that my partner could observe me. I made sure my legs were such that she could see my anus. By mutual agreement, we were both naked so that I would be aroused by her body. Hannah has a beautiful body. I began pulling on my penis to get it hard. It did not take long given the goddess in front of me. Normally I would use saliva to lubricate myself, but my partner allowed me to use some of her vaginal juice as lubrication. It was much slicker and much more effective.
Once I was hard, I stroked myself in the usual manner, focusing on the head of my penis and the sensitive edge. I am circumcised and the scar is a little sensitive as well. My partner asked me to let her know when I was getting close. I focused on her charms and after several minutes, I felt my orgasm approaching. I let my partner know.
Hannah slipped two lubricated fingers into my anus and massaged my prostate just like the film we saw in class. The ensuing orgasm was one of the most intense experiences of my life. All my focus centered on my erection and my prostate. As I came, my body began shaking uncontrollably. I shot my load all over my chest. There were three distinct strings of cum, plus a smaller fourth string. Once I shot my load, I stopped stroking myself because of sensitivity, but my partner kept rubbing my prostate and the intense orgasm continued for about 30 seconds.
Unlike a regular orgasm, this was much more of a whole-body orgasm. The shaking lasted as long as Hannah rubbed my prostate.
Afterwards I was exhausted. We both tasted my semen. It was a little salty and a little musky. My partner thought it tasted a little like mushrooms.
Here is Hannah's submission:
I positioned myself on the bed with my legs spread so that my partner (Dan) could observe me. I have a fantasy that I use to arouse myself. I imagine kissing a movie star. Dan said he would sit in for the movie star. Plus, he was naked and in person! He let me run my fingers through his chest hair and hold his penis. After we had been kissing for a while, I thought I was ready. My partner moved back and I began rubbing my clit in my usual way small, quick circles. About this time, he came over and gave each of my nipples a suck to get them hard. I started rolling one with my non-rubbing hand. I used some of my vagina juice to get it slippery.
After several minutes of personal stimulation, I felt my orgasm approach and I let my partner know. He slipped two fingers into my vagina and began rubbing my g spot. That sent me over the edge, maybe a cliff would be a better description. I had the most powerful orgasm of my life! Wave after wave of pleasure exploded from my clit and my vagina. My brain was on overload.
My partner reported that my vaginal fluids flowed more freely. I asked him if he thought that I squirted like I have heard people talk, but he just said that I was very wet and I got his hand wet.
My clit became too sensitive so I stopped rubbing, but my partner continued rubbing my g spot. I started pulling on both nipples as that brought more pleasure to my body.
It is hard to describe the pleasure that took over my body. It seemed to come in waves, like waves lapping quickly on a beach, maybe every two seconds. But the waves had almost a pyrotechnic quality as colors washed over my brain. My partner continued stimulating my g spot for about 30 seconds after I stopped rubbing.
We both tasted my juices. My partner thought it was sweet. I thought it was kind of bland. Afterward I had that blissful contentment that I always have. I snuggled with my partner and that was quite enjoyable.
We both got an 'A' for the assignment. Dr. Miller wrote on mine, "I'm so happy for both of you."
Next Class Topic: Cunnilingus
Attempting to complete the masturbation assignment, we instead pleasured one another with oral sex. Eventually, Hannah & I completed the assignment and submitted a report to Dr. Martin, for which we both received an 'A'.
Monday
As we moved into the second week of classes, I decided I wanted to spend as much time with Hannah as possible. Not only was she my partner for doing the alternative assignments for Human Sexuality, but she was fun to be with.
On Monday morning as we sat down to our breakfast, I decided I wanted to make our relationship something more.
"I got a question for you, Hannah."
"The answer is no."
"I haven't asked it yet."
"But I know what you're going to ask and the answer is no." She insisted.
Does she really know what I was going to ask?
She touched my hand, "Dan, please don't be hurt. You were going to ask if we could start dating. Right?"
"Yeah. How did you know that?" I was stunned.
"Because you've been kind of hinting about it all weekend. So, before you get all sad on me, let me explain. First, we're already having some amazing sex. I want you to be my sex partner all semester. Do you agree?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, so here's the thing. We need to probably cut back on the amount of time we spend with each other, otherwise we're going to grow tired of one another. We'll set up a schedule. We do our sex assignment together. We write our paper. Then we don't see one another until the next time."
I wasn't liking this idea and my face probably showed.
Hannah touched my hand again, "We'll keep a strictly academic relationship until the end of the semester. Then we can start dating. What do you think?"
"I'm graduating. What if I get a job far away?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there."
Rejected before class starts
Hannah's request to limit our time together made logical sense, but emotionally it was killing me.
On Tuesday, I took my seat next to Hannah in class. I hadn't seen her since breakfast on Monday.
I asked, "How ya doing'?"
"Good. You?"
"I'm okay."
Hannah smiled, "I think it is really wonderful that you want to spend time with me Dan, but what if we get on each other's nerves?"
I nodded, "Hannah, I understand why, and I accept that. I just enjoy being with you. Yes, the sex is great, but I enjoy being with you as a person."
She nodded, "I like being with you too. Maybe we can work out a compromise." Dr. Martin was in front of the class. "Let's talk afterwards."
Dr. Martin pulled down a screen, "If you haven't submitted your assignment or alternate assignment for last week, now is the time to do it."
Two people took their paper up to her.
She continued, "So now that we have learned about how to give ourselves an orgasm, we're going to learn about giving someone else an orgasm. You don't have to respond to this, but I'm curious, how many people do we have that are either gay or lesbian?"
Four women and three men raised their hands.
Dr. Martin nodded, "Thank you. It has been my experience that gay and lesbian people come in with a significant amount of experience in this next area. Specifically, oral sex."
I saw some nodding heads.
She continued, "I hope the seven of you don't mind being my subject matter experts." She looked around, "Let's begin with cunnilingus. This is a Latin term. Where are my Latin majors?"
Dr. Martin looked around, smiling, "That was a joke. We don't have Latin majors. In fact, we only have a single course in Latin in this entire university." She put up a slide, "It comes from two Latin words: cunnus and lingere. Cunnus is typically translated as 'vulva', but quite literally it means gash or slit. It is where the word 'cunt' comes from. Lingere means 'to lick'. A direct translation would be 'one who licks a cunt'. In English, it has shifted meaning away from a person, cunt licker, to the action, cunt licking. Any questions?"
She looked around, "Good. While we're discussing Latin, who knows the word for oral sex with a penis? Debbie?"
"Fellatio."
"Yes." She put up another slide, "This means 'to suck'. In Latin it means to suck anything: breasts, a straw. In our modern English, it is limited to sucking on a penis. The intransitive verb is fellate.
"Returning to cunnilingus. As with anything in life, the more one practices something the better one gets at it. If you recall in our last class, we talked about how long it takes for men and women to reach an orgasm if they are pleasuring themselves. Does anyone remember those times? Hannah?"
She looked at her notebook, "Three minutes for men and four minutes for women."
"And from that we concluded? Dave?"
"That guys needed to spend more time getting the woman ready."
"Thank you. I would suggest that cunnilingus might be the perfect way to prepare your partner. Carlos, are we ready?"
Our film projectionist in the back of the room said, "Yes."
"Sam, the lights please."
Carlos began rolling the film. Some pleasant music began playing. The screen was filled with a happy couple, holding hands, walking along a sidewalk. "How to Perform Cunnilingus" filled the screen.
The film shifted to a naked couple lying on a bed. The man began kissing the woman on the neck. A British female narrator said, "As with anything in life, the techniques that will be demonstrated in this film can only be mastered with practice. Therefore, if you wish to become a skilled practitioner of the art of cunnilingus, one needs to practice as much as possible. Before we address stimulating the vulva, we should point out other erogenous zones. A woman's thighs, stomach, breasts, neck, face, and ears are all sensitive to touch. The inside of her arms and legs are especially sensitive. Before beginning to stimulate her vulva, care should be taken to stimulate other erogenous zones." Throughout this section, the man kissed and licked his way across the various parts of her body.
The narrator continued, "One should not think of this as a race. While this may seem counterintuitive to men, often the slower a woman's lover goes, the better the results. By going slow, a man will allow his lover to relax and increase her sensitivity."
The screen shifted to a man moving back and forth, sucking on a woman's nipples, "In addition to going slow, one should consider not spending a great deal of time on any one erogenous zone. By moving and teasing, a woman's sensitivity and arousal will increase. Also consider that at times, simply a lover's breath, breathing on her skin, will arouse a desire."
The screen shifted to a still photograph of a woman's vulva, "Before we continue, we need to clarify specific anatomical terms." Arrows and words began appearing, "This is the mons veneris or mons pubis, the clitoris, the labia majora, the labia minora, the urethra, the vagina, the perineum, and the anus."
"It should be noted that every woman is different. Clitorides come in many sizes, some are hooded, while others are not. Similarly, no two sets of labia are alike."
"When you are ready to begin stimulating a woman, it is best if her legs are spread." The screen shifted to a woman spreading her legs, "Throughout the stimulation, a gentle touch is best. While a man receiving fellatio may want forceful touching, this is rarely the case with a woman."
The screen shifted to a man licking the woman's vulva, "In most cases, it's best not to begin with the clitoris. Instead, focus on the labia majora and then the labia minora. The vaginal opening is another sensitive area that can be kissed and licked. If proper hygiene is maintained, a woman's perineum and anus can also be a source of pleasure."
The man on the screen gently licked the woman's clit, "Once a woman is properly aroused, only then can her lover begin to lick her clitoris. Instead of continually licking this most sensitive of areas, a lover can trace various shapes over the clitoris. One old technique is to trace the letters of the alphabet or write words with one's tongue on the clitoris."
The screen shifted to a woman that appeared to be having an orgasm, "Using these techniques will eventually bring a woman to orgasm. If at any time you have doubts about the effectiveness of your techniques, you should ask your lover."
Now there was a picture of a woman who looked completely satisfied, "Cunnilingus is a tried-and-true method to bring pleasure to a woman."
Dr. Miller said, "Sam, the lights please. So, one thing that all you potential cunnilinguists need to know about is that your lover needs to also feel safe. Many women have a little bit of fear regarding having someone's nose in their cunt. Why might that be? Roxane."
"We're afraid we stink."
"Exactly. Something to consider. Another thing. The narrator hinted at this, but I want to reiterate this point. Do not rush, and make sure you pace yourself. If you want to bring your lover to orgasm, it is going to take some time. It's a marathon, not a sprint.
"One last point before I let you go, remember what we learned last week about a woman's g spot. This can be a very effective method to sustain a woman's orgasm. Any questions? Helen."
"I'm a little embarrassed to ask this, but what if we do stink?"
"Soap and water. No, seriously, having your lover help you bathe can be very sensual."
"But if we're in the dorm."
Dr. Miller nodded, "Yes, that can be a little tricky bringing a partner of the opposite sex into the shower with you." There was some laughter, "Personally, I think honesty is always best. Tell your lover that you need to freshen up by jumping in the shower. I don't think there is a person on earth that would think badly about you. Any other questions?
"Seeing none. The alternative assignment is to participate in cunnilingus as either the giver or receiver. For those of us who are not attracted to a vulva and do not have a vulva, I'm thinking of our gay friends, you just need to give me a statement to that effect and you will be excused from this assignment. On Thursday we will be discussing fellatio." She looked around, then clapped her hands once, "Have a nice day!"
I looked over at Hannah.
She had a shit-eating grin, "I'm looking forward to this."
"So am I."
She reached over and touched my hand, "I think I hurt your feelings earlier."
"You were just being truthful." I tried to reciprocate her empathy.
"I had an idea just as class was starting. How about if we were to treat our sex assignment days like a date?"
I nodded, "That's a nice compromise."
"So, today for example, we can go on a date and then afterwards we work on our assignment."
"Okay." I was starting to feel a lot better.
Hannah looked around. Everyone was filing out, "I had another thought."
I nodded.
"I don't want to call it going steady, but I'm going to promise you that I'm not going to have sex with anyone else this semester."
I was surprised and it must have shown on my face.
Hannah laughed, "I have a good reason. I hope you will consider it too. I don't want to get a disease and give it to you."
"I hadn't thought of that, but you're right.” I said. “I don't want to give you a disease either."
"So, we're kind of going steady, but we're not. I know that doesn't make any sense."
"But it does. Maybe exclusivity is a better term. I can agree to that. I think that if suddenly one of us finds someone really special, then we should let the other person know."
She nodded and pressed her lips together. I don't think she thought of that possibility.
Dr. Miller came over to us, "This looks like a deep conversation."
Hannah explained, "We're trying to figure out our relationship."
She smiled, "The hard stuff. Have you decided anything?"
Hannah explained what we had just discussed.
Dr. Miller nodded, "I will tell you that I am not one for giving relationship advice, but I think your approach is a good one. I have two observations to share. First, if you sleep together, you will become attached to each other. I mean actually sleeping, not our euphemism for having sex. There is something about sustained skin-to-skin contact that draws on our heartstrings. It raises the hormone Oxytocine. Second, it is very difficult to have regular sex with someone and not grow to bond with them. Does that mean that you are just right for each other? No. But you will bond to each other. You will care for each other. Most likely, you will at least have a lifetime friendship."
I looked over at Hannah and she was nodding. She looked at me, "I can deal with that. Dan, we need to go Dutch on our dates though."
I said, "Fair enough. Thanks Dr. Miller. I think that helped."
Exclusive, But Not Going Together
After dropping off our books, we drove out to town and shared a medium pizza. It was a pleasant dinner. I got Hannah talking about the things she enjoyed when she wasn't in school. It was cool watching her face light up as she told me about Irish step dancing. I learned she had won national honors.
I told her about running cross-country and track in high school. She asked me how much I still run and I admitted that I had become a slacker, running only two or three times a week. She suggested that maybe we should start running together. If that meant spending more time with Hannah, then I was all for it.
When we got back to her room, Hannah said, "I'm going to take a shower like Dr. Miller suggested."
She stripped off her clothes in front of me and I got to admire her body. Hannah isn't exactly a bombshell, but she is beautiful. Her breasts were smaller than average, shaped very well. Quarter-sized areolae surrounded two erect nipples. Her hips had just the right amount of flare and her ass had that classic feminine curve that I adored.
Before she could move toward the shower, I knelt in front of her and began sucking on her nipples. Her fingers intertwined in my hair. I looked up at her and she was lovingly looking down at me.
She whispered, "That's so nice. Let me get clean and we can continue. I expect you to be naked when I get back."
"Do you have a razor I could use?"
"In the medicine cabinet."
I made sure to get rid of my struggling attempt at a beard, and any stubble before she got back.
When she returned, the first thing I noticed was her sexy outfit. She was wearing a skimpy halter top and hot pants. I whistled.
“I still love going to the disco” she blushed. The first thing she noticed was my baby-soft cheeks.
“You shaved!” she said. Then she started kissing my soft cheeks.
“That’s so thoughtful! You’re all man, and I know you’re proud of your beard. But you gave it up out of concern for my pleasure.” She gushed.
“Yeah,” I said. “I was growing it since the new year, out of curiosity, to see how full it was coming in. But I really didn’t have any particular sentimental attachment to it. It’s nothing, compared to the opportunity you’re giving me.”
“Awe,” she melted. Then we locked into a deep kiss, and the lab assignment proceeded from there. Because she did such a good job describing what happened next, I am attaching her essay:
Hannah’s Cunnilingus report
We began by just making out. I had taken a shower and I insisted on Dan being naked too. I really like his body. He's got plenty of body hair and it turns me on. But he shaved his beard while I was in the shower. It really put me at ease about any abrasive whiskers against my sensitive areas. He's got a ‘Goldilocks penis,’ not too big and not too small, just right. He pulled me against him as we kissed. My nipples felt so good touching his hairy chest. We stood there necking for quite a bit. I allowed him to explore my mouth with his tongue. I decided to submit completely to Dan.
I pulled him over to the bed and lay back, pulling him on top of me. I could feel his tumescent penis on my leg, but I resisted the urge to grasp him. He began kissing my face and he moved to my ear. Just a little nibble, then a gentle suck on my lobe. I felt a spark shoot down my spine and I groaned to show my appreciation.
Dan kissed his way down my neck and I laced my fingers into his hair. As he kissed his way across my collarbone, his forehead came in front of my mouth and I gently kissed it. I felt his tongue slide down my sternum. It gave me shivers and I could feel my nipples getting hard anticipating his tongue. Fluid began to flow from my crotch. By now I was quite horny, I wanted him. I made sure to give him feedback as much as possible.
Dan circled each nipple several times, but never touched it. He was driving me mad with anticipation. He would move away from one just as I thought he would suck on me and move to the other one. I finally moved his mouth onto my nipple and told him to suck on me.
I have to give Dan full credit for creativity. He left my breasts and I was quite certain he was going to start the cunnilingus, but instead he went all the way to my feet. He knelt there looking down at me and took my foot in his hand and began sucking on my toes. He traced his tongue across the sole of my foot and shivers ran the length of my body. Oh my god! Then he began nibbling his way up the inside of my leg. The entire time he kept his eyes locked in on mine. I realized I was lying there with my mouth open. The sensation of his lips and tongue on my sensitive skin heightened my anticipation. I needed him to lick my vulva!
Dan traced his tongue across my perineum and I could both feel and hear him lapping up my juices. Then he went up to my other foot and repeated his previous move. By the time he got to my crotch, I felt like I was going to burst. He stopped and licked my perineum again. To encourage him to move to my vulva, I spread my legs for him. Instead he slid his tongue to my anus. I was so glad I cleaned myself thoroughly. I could feel his tongue probing into my forbidden hole. I began pulling on my nipples.
Next, that magical tongue moved up to my outer labia. I was glad I had shaved them for him. I placed a pillow under my head so I could watch him. His eyes never left mine. The experience was so powerful. It was as if our souls became linked through our eyes. He circled up to my pubes and stuck his nose in, breathing in my scent. Again, I was glad I had showered.
Dan circled around my vulva several times, never touching my clit. My body by this time was at a fever pitch, taking in every touch. Once again, he stopped and lapped up my flowing juices, then he began to part my labia, running his tongue up my slit. I was willing his tongue to my clit, but he stopped just short. He returned to my vaginal hole and probed in with his tongue. In that moment, I wanted his entire cock in my hole!
He moved toward my clit and I wasn't going to allow him to miss it again. I grasped his hair and pulled him to it. His hands came up and grabbed my nipples. He gently rolled them, sending more shivers down my spine. This time he lightly flicked my clit and my body bucked from the sensation. Even though I knew that flick was coming, but I couldn't help myself. It was as if he pressed an electric wire to my clit.
Dan traced his tongue around my clit and I realized he was probably writing something with his tongue. I tried to focus and figure out what he was tracing, but I felt my orgasm begin to build.
What occurred next became a blur. I remember whispering to him that I was cumming, but a wave of pleasure washed over me. I felt his finger probe into my cunt and pulses of light began to flow from my crotch. His tongue on my clit, his finger on my g spot, and one hand rolling my nipple. I reached up and grabbed my other nipple, pulling and squeezing it. Wave after wave broke over me as my spine became a conduit for pleasure.
Suddenly, my clit was too sensitive and I grasped his hair with both hands, pushing him away from me. Still his fingers worked me. Pulse upon pulse of pleasure flowed through me. I realized I was struggling for breath. I arched my back trying to move away from his fingers and still the pleasure flowed. My mind was overwhelmed with stimuli.
I felt Dan release my nipple and his finger came out of my vagina. I released my grip on his hair and he laid his head on my stomach. As my mind returned to the present, I lovingly stroked his hair.
In hindsight, that was the most intense orgasm I have experienced. Dan is to be commended for bringing me to a fever pitch, then playing my body like a fine instrument. He brought forth a crescendo that was so intense, so pleasurable, that all future lovers have an incredibly high standard to meet.
By Quinn_McMullen for Literotica.
ForAy.
