My experience in sex school made me who I am today. I still remember that first day in class, how crazy I thought it was to have to strip down on the first day. Well I am getting ahead of myself, let's start with how I decided to go to sex school.
I didn't enjoy anything nearly as much as sex and the workings of it. I had no idea what I wanted to do or what was even out there. I always figured I would just be a housewife but school is where you normally find someone anymore. I picked up a bunch of brochures and there was the one for sex school that got my attention. That's how I decided to go!
My first class was a class on fetishes. I stupidly thought clothing was required and we would be taking notes. Looking back I can now tell which ones were also having their first day of sex school. The first words from the professor was take off all your clothes and never wear any to his class ever again. I was a bit shocked and slowly took everything off. I got distracted from seeing the guys in the class, some being very well hung to the point I wanted to go down on my knees and take them in my mouth right at that moment.
There was one who was more handsome than the rest put together and he was staring right at me. Watching as my hands slipped inside my panties to pull them off with the rest of my clothes. I wondered if he had been watching me the entire time or just after he finished taking his clothes off. The professor then told us to partner up with a member of the opposite sex. Without much more than stares he walked straight to me and grabbed my hand to show that I was his partner. I couldn't even formulate any words.
All I saw was the professor's mouth moving and watched my curious partner pull me right in front of his body and then right into his lap. His hands traveled the length of my body as I shivered under his touch. I had never felt a mans hands to be so soft against my breasts while teasing my nipples making them stand tall.
He starts whispering dirty suggestions in my ear making me grind my ass against his cock which was as hard as my poor nipples. Then the professor walked towards us and told us to stop it we are not demonstrating that stuff yet. I started giggling.
Then the professor explained the first assignment would be to live with each other and find out what the other likes in the bedroom and possibly outside of the bedroom. My fetishes went flying through my head and I felt the pussy become wet with the thoughts of showing the mysterious man doing them with me. I just hoped he liked cuffs and other items to be tied down with.
Then the professor told us to get going on the assignment. I turned on the guys lap to face him to at least find out his name. It was James. I then introduced myself as Mackenzie. I whispered in his ear that we should go back to my apartment. He got up on his feet quicker than I had the chance to continue with the suggestion.
We pulled up outside of my apartment and entered my small studio apartment. He went straight to the group of boxes that I still had not unpacked. On the way over we decided his place would be better to live at since his was not nearly as small. He carried all the boxes to his car, then came back in and couldn't wait any more.