I had just graduated at Wesley Women's Academy and along with five other girls was taking a summer course that was a combination of horseback riding and sex education. We had finished our morning ride and were standing in one of the barns dressed in our riding gear listening to Miss Chambers our sex teacher. She was a tall woman with a broad ass and huge tits. She wore her usual costume: comfortable shoes and a long, white lab coat over a knee length, blue skirt. Being from Europe, her bare legs had never been scraped by a razor. Her long blond hair was pinned up in a bun with her wire rimmed glasses parked on top. She slipped her glasses down on her nose and started the class.
"Ladies, today instead of using pictures and films about the male genitalia, we'll be examining the real thing. You all know Carl and Roy." These were two men who cared for the horses. Carl stood about five-eight, wearing jeans and a tee shirt over his muscular chest. He had short, black hair and was deeply tanned from working with the horses. Roy wore the same ensemble. He was about six feet tall, had a wiry build, a shock of red hair on his head, and his white face and arms were heavily freckled by the sun. On the wall behind our teacher hung a large, full color poster displaying a cutaway side view of a penis hanging down in front of a testicle. We sat on hay bales waiting for the lesson to proceed. "Okay, let's get started. Carl, Roy, let's show the ladies your genitals."
The men sat on hay bales and removed their boots, then stood and unbuckled their jeans. After slipping off their jeans and under shorts, they put their boots back on. She told them to pull off their tee shirts too, so they stood facing us, naked except for cowboy boots.
Miss Chambers went on, "We've learned that some men are circumcised, that is, they've had the foreskin cut off their penis. I've picked these two men so that you ladies can examine both a cut and an uncut penis. As you can see, Carl still has his foreskin, and in its flaccid state, his foreskin conceals the glans of his penis. The glans of Roy's penis is exposed because his foreskin has been cut off." She wrote their names on a chalk board easel and wrote "uncut" under Carl's name and "cut" under Roy's. "These men are also good illustrations of the variety of shapes and sizes of penises." I could see her point. Carl had a dark brown dick, short and fat. Roy's was long and skinny, very white, except for the grayish pink knob on the end. She took a tape measure and measured the length of the two dicks and then wrote "two inches" under Carl's name and "four inches" under Roy's name.
"Now we need to give them erections so we can see what their penises look like when they are ready for intercourse. For this I'll need two volunteers." After some hesitation Heather and Amber raised their hands. She asked Heather to come up front and remove her riding pants and panties. After spreading a blanket on a high bench, she directed Heather to sit on the bench, wearing her black cap, red jacket, and riding boots, but no pants.
Teacher told the rest of us to crouch on the other side of the bench so we could see the erection. "You ladies have all seen dogs sniffing each other. Homo sapiens isn't all that different. When a man smells and tastes a woman's vulva, his penis will become erect. Heather, I want you to spread your thighs wide apart so that Roy can sniff and taste your vulva."
I had seen Heather often enough in the shower to know that under her black bush, she sported a long, thick lipped pussy, with a larger than average cunt hole. Roy spread his legs and squatted in front of her. As he rubbed his nose in her bush and licked her slit, the rest of us witnessed him getting a hard on. It was fascinating. His balls moved around in his bag and his cock began to thicken. As he slurped, his cock rose up from his balls in rhythmic jerks, swelling and lengthening.
When his erection was complete, his cock stood out at a forty-five degree angle, twitching with his heartbeat. Roy's white shaft curved upward slightly and the skinless knob became purple. In the center of the head, a string of clear cock juice hung from an opening resembling small vertical lips. His white ball pouch sprouted a few hairs, red like his bush. Roy's balls stopped squirming when he had a full hard on, hanging up tight against his cock root. Miss Chambers knelt and measured his erection and wrote the results under his name: "top-five and a half inches", "bottom-six and a half", "width-inch and a half", and "girth-four inches".
"Okay, Amber, let's let Carl lick your vulva and give him an erection." Amber removed her pants and panties and traded places with Heather. She spread herself open and Carl squatted and began giving her cunnilingus. Amber and I had masturbated together and I knew Carl had his nose in silky, straight brown hair. Amber was a blond with a pretty little pink pussy.
We heard her moan as Carl slipped his tongue into her tight little cunt hole. Carl's transformation was even more interesting. His balls squirmed and his dick swelled and stretched as it filled with blood. His hard on was bigger than Roy's, curving up more as it throbbed close to his stomach. He had heavy balls that hung farther down from his crotch. His left ball hung lower than his right, maybe it had more sperm in it. Carl had a black bush and his cockshaft and ball pouch were dark brown.
But what was more interesting was what his foreskin did. As his erection increased, the foreskin peeled back, fully exposing his cockhead, finally snapping back behind the rim of the head. His cockhead was a beauty! Carl's shaft was thicker than Roy's and the head was even bigger yet. It was a darker purple, long and wide, with a rim that flared out like a blooming flower, looking slick and shiny. The little mouth seemed to be smiling as it drooled cock juice, hard wired to the neurons smelling and tasting Amber's pussy flavors.
