After School Lessons

The fact that he needed to pass his exams was still foremost in her mind, but there was something other. Something nudging that purpose aside. The memory of Johnny masturbating and watching him him as he exploded lingered almost dangerously in her mind's eye, but she knew that she would have to move slowly.

Anju studied her pupil's face as it reddened and understood that it was a mixture of embarrassment, curiosity and arousal. She intended to use all of that to her advantage. If it was okay for Eleanor to have her young men, she rationalized, then it was more than all right for her to indulge as well. And indulge she would.

Fighting back the urge to touch the erection she knew was straining at his trousers, Anju began their lesson again in earnest. "There are many who believe that having sex is solely for the purpose of procreation. Of course, this is true, but there are other things to bear in mind."

"Our lesson is indeed about propagation of species. It is the natural progression of things. In order for humanity, or anything else for that matter, to continue to exist, there must be a sexual joining of sorts. We will discuss plants and animals as we go along, but I feel that you will not fully be able to grasp that concept if you are not aware of human sexuality first."

Anju stared intently at Johnny. He was trying, albeit unsuccessfully, to hide his tumescence beneath his hands. She took a breath and continued, feeling she had nothing to lose and everything to gain.

"You don't have to hide your arousal, Johnny. My own is not as overt, but it is there nonetheless. I will teach you about the female anatomy soon enough. But first we will continue where we left off earlier... IF you are willing, that is."
 
Johnny

"IF you are willing, that is."

IF I want to???

Despite his recent mindblowing cum, the boy is almost going mad with desire, his erection so hard, so stiff that it is trying to rip through his pants.

No longer caring about the consequences, the horny lad simply pulls his hands away to allow his teacher to see his 'condition', showing her his answer...
 
The sight of the boy's obvious...

erection told her everything she wanted to know... and more. Anju's breathing was a little faster, her heartbeat a little more rapid. A slight smile played over her lips as she spoke. "Lovely. Now shall we begin... again?"

Her pupil nodded and she couldn't help but notice the twitch of his magnificent lund as he did so. She was so wet, aching to feel it buried deep inside of her... the way no man before had ever done. Not even her husband.

Anju cleared her throat. "There are several stages of sexuality that I feel we should discuss before going further. Desire is the first. It is the sensation, both cerebral and physical, that tells you that you want to participate in sexual activity. It is like knowing that you're hungry and then planning a meal to satisfy that empty feeling in your stomach. Understand?"

Johnny nodded. Anju smiled and continued on.

"The second would be arousal." The boy shifted his body. "I know that you understand this one. It is when your brain sends out messages that start to cause physical changes in your body. This is called vasocongestion. An increase of blood flow to the genital tissues, breasts and nipples causing them to become tumescent."

"The result is an erection in a man. In women -- and I know we have not discussed female anatomy as yet, but we
will -- the clitoris and inner labia become swollen, erect and somewhat enlarged. The vagina produces a slick secretion or lubrication. As arousal continues in women, the upper area of the vaginal canal also expands a bit, which can result in an "empty" feeling inside."

Anju paused. She knew that sensation well. All
too well.
 
Johnny

The boy hardly dares to breath as he listens to her every word. He can't help but stare at her as she talks about the woman's sex, he feels himself getting even harder as hot thoughts feels his mind. Imagining what one would look like, what would hers look like and would she show him hers.

He groans as she mentions the word 'empty'. Imagining her sex, her cunt needed filling by his thick, hard cock. Inside, his pants, his erection strains even harder...
 
Anju smiled knowing she had Johnny's full attention. Even if his mind wandered, and she was sure it was bound to, he would absorb the lesson and then she could begin the... practical.

"To continue... " Anju took a step closer to her student. "There is another stage that follows the last. It is quite like a plateau. If no 'action' is taken, but the sexual arousal continues in our bodies and in our minds, we might become flushed." Anju drew a finger along Johnny's jaw for emphasis. "Or our heartbeats might quicken." She took the boy's hand and placed it against her chest so that he could feel the pounding there.

She let his hand slide down as she moved away, still talking. Anju knew Johnny was as aroused as she, but still wanted to take her time, gaining his trust and wanting him to be fully comfortable with her and the idea of actually having sex. She closed her eyes, revelling for a moment in the sensations that were spreading throughout her body.

"Patience," she whispered aloud.

"Miss?"

"Nothing, Johnny. I was just thinking out loud." Anju turned and smiled, a shiver of delight passing through her. "Next, we will discuss... orgasms."
 
Johnny

"Next, we will discuss... orgasms."

The teacher is interrupted by the phone ringing.

"Excuse me." She tells him, her eyes lingering on his large bulge in his trousers.

He sits there expectantly until she returns.

"I didn't realise the time. You had better leave. That was your mother. She wants you to get some milk from the garage on the way home." She tells him while standing by the door.

"Yes, Miss." He says, showing his disappointment.

"Are we having another lesson tomorrow, Miss." He asks, pausing at the door way. His face hopeful.

"Yes. 8 o'clock sharp." She smiles at him.

The boy leaves, rushing home with an aching erection in his trousers, picking up the milk on the way. Once inside, he rushes to the sanctity of my room. Within minutes, he has the door locked, and is lying half naked on his bed.

"Shit!" He says to himself as he looks at the size of his cock as it stands up in his hand, the still damp head a deep purple. His mind flashes back to the lesson, on how Chowdry had touched him. By itself, his hand starts to move up and down.

"Oh, Miss." As he imagines her naked, them naked as he fucks her. His hand start moving on him length faster and faster.

He can feel it, the same feeling that he had at Chowdry's house.

"Ohhhh!" He gasp. I am going to c-cum!

He can feel the tingling starting in his balls, the feeling building higher and higher as his hand moves rapidly up and down.

Then it is gone.

No!!!!

His cock, though still as hard as a rock, is no longer throbbing and try as he might with his hands and his mind, he cannot bring the feeling back.

Shit!

Finally giving up, the dejected boy turns and buries his face in the pillows...
 
Anju spent the day watching the clock...

catching glimpses of Johnny with his mates as they went from class to class. She tried not to think too much about the 'lesson' she had planned for that evening -- orgasms. Nonetheless, there was a flush of arousal about her that could not be denied. Nor would she be... if she had her way.

She hurried home when school let out, preparing a quick dinner which she left untouched, opting instead for a long luxurious soak in a tub filled with fragrant bubbles. She felt vibrant and alive for the first time in many, many years.

Four hours. Three. Two.

Anju wrapped her sari carefully. Another gauzy affair -- she wanted Johnny to imagine the treasures that lay beneath the filmy material and hoped that his youthful libido would overlook the fact that she didn't have the perfect body of the girls in his class. "You are an evil, lust-filled woman Anju Chowdry," she chided herself half-heartedly. Perhaps she was, but she was beyond the point of remorse. Yesterday's occurrence had placed her beyond that. If it was good enough for Eleanor Pomeroy -- it was good enough for her.

Finally, just before eight, the doorbell rang. Her heard lurched and a ripple of desire ran through her body. Anju answered the door, fighting to maintain a sense of outward calm that belied the fires of desire that raged deep within.

"Come in, Johnny," Anju's voice was sing-songy and low as she greeted the boy and led him toward her office. Afraid that she would lose her nerve at the last, she indicated that he should sit and took a deep breath. "Now then. Let's get started, shall we?"

The boy nodded and looked curiously toward the pile of books on her desk. "No books today, Johnny. No diagrams either -- not unless you need clarification on something. We will just have an open dialogue."

He nodded again as she began. "Orgasms it is then. An orgasm is the peak of sexual arousal. In a male, the orgasm involves involuntary contractions in the prostate, vas deferens and the seminal vesicles. This causes the ejaculation of semen. But not always."

"In the female... " Anju walked closer, the movement of her body sending a gentle waft of her perfume toward her student. "the orgasm is a series of muscular contractions in the vagina that also may or may not cause a secretion."

Anju felt her inner muscles tighten and relax as she spoke. Her nipples, like adamantine points, were jutting through the silk choli she wore. Little did Johnny know how she longed to have him touch them. Patience, Anju. All in good time. All in good time.

"It's difficult to describe an orgasm as it differs from person to person and the circumstances leading to it. There are as many different types as there are situations that bring a person to have one. Irregardless, there is one similarity."

She looked intently at her student and picked up a balloon from her desk. "It is a build-up of pressure -- like putting air into a balloon." Anju placed it against her lips and began to blow, inflating the balloon to its limits and tying it off.

"When it cannot hold any more, it will... " Picking up a straightpin, she stuck the balloon as she finished her sentence.
" ...burst!"

Johnny jumped and she grinned. "Just like this. Just like you did yesterday. Understand?"
 
Johnny

Sitting in the chair, the boy hangs on to her every word as they encourage his arousal to climb higher and higher. In his mind's eye, he can imagine that his cock is the balloon not that it is hard to do since he is already rock hard in his pants.

She continues and he is aware as she comes ever closer to him, her perfume reaching his nostrals even as he tries to imagine what she looks like under that dress. His erection thickens at the thought.

"...cannot hold any more, it will... " Picking up a straightpin, she strikes the balloon as she finished her sentence. " ...burst!"

The sudden sound makes the boy jump.

"Well, that certainly got your attention." She smiles.

Johnny imagines what it is like to kiss those thick brown lips. To have them wrapped around his thick, hard cock.

"I-I have been listening, Miss. Honest!" He squeaks as he continues to stare...
 
"Of course you are, Johnny... "

Anju replied. "But this was only the tip of the iceberg, so to speak."

In order for her plan to work, she was going to have to keep droning on about the 'mechanics' of sexuality and then jolt him back when she felt his attention slipping away. He'd learn, Anju knew. Better than some and a lot more than others.

"Now. On to ejaculation." She moved around the room as she spoke, knowing that his eyes never left her and that he clung on every word whether he realized it or not.

"Ejaculation is the release of semen from the penis." Anju paused to brush a stray wisp of hair from her face, hoping he would remember what had been there the previous day. "It's a normal part of male sexual response." She smiled and continued.

"During masturbation or sexual intercourse, semen collects in the ejaculatory ducts, which are located where the ends of the vas deferens join the seminal vesicles within the prostate gland. When a man reaches his peak... " she handed Johnny the piece of broken balloon she'd been holding. "rhythmic contractions of the muscles in the urethra, penis and the prostate caused by spinal reflex, propel the semen through the urethra out the tip of the penis in spurts.

"The semen doesn't actually appear until a few seconds after ejaculation begins because of the distance the semen has to travel through the urethra. Also, the internal muscles of the bladder are tightly sealed to make sure that the semen travels in the right direction and to prevent any urine from mixing with it. You with me so far?"

Johnny nodded, but she knew she'd lose him soon if she didn't pick things up. "Orgasm and ejaculation are not one and the same, Johnny, though they almost always occur at the same time. Orgasm is what makes you -- us -- feel good. Ejaculation is the ensuing result of that."

"Sometimes ejaculation occurs without one being aware of it. In your sleep for instance as a nocturnal emission. I believe you might call it a 'wet dream'. It's quite common, you know," she moved to the seat beside her student and sat down.

"Sometimes ejaculation is disrupted. It's called retrograde ejaculation where the bladder doesn't close itself off and the semen moves backwards. This is caused by a medical condition of some sort and the male will still experience the orgasm, though it might feel different. It's called a 'dry cum'."

"Then there is premature or rapid ejaculation. That happens when a man feels he has little or no control over the buildup to ejaculation. Sometimes it is caused by an underlying problem. Sometimes it's just... inexperience. We'll work on that a little later."

Anju was pleased by the flush on her pupil's face and the growing bulge in his trousers. He might not be hearing all of her words, but she knew at least part of him was paying attention.

"There is one more thing -- delayed or retarded ejaculation. Sometimes a man is unable to ejaculate even though he is highly sexually aroused. This, too, is common and there are ways to work around this problem as well."

Anju placed her hand on the boy's thigh. "Any questions before I ask a few of my own?"
 
Johnny

Quietly, wide-eyed, Johnny just sits there as Chowdry continues her explanation. Watching the way she moves, the sound of her voice. His heart beating harder as he listens to the way she pronounces words such as 'cum', 'masturbation.

Finally she draws up to him, placing a hand that seems so hot that it feels like it is burning through his jeans to his leg. By now, his erection feels though it is going to rip through his pants.

"Any questions before I ask a few of my own?" She asks him.

"N-no." He squeaks and quickly clears his throat.

"No." He says again, more clearly, his eyes on her hand...
 
"And now I have a question for you. You know what masturbation is -- obviously. But have you ever had sexual intercourse?"

She was more than certain that he had not, but there was something inherently exciting and very naughty about wanting to hear him tell her that he had not. And that would lead her to the next lesson...

Anju felt a tremor of excitement ripple through her body as the boy's face reddened and he shifted nervously -- as much to hide his erection as his embarrassment at being asked.

"N... no, Miss."

She nodded, her hand slowly moving up his slender thigh. "You understand I am asking so that I know what you need to... learn."

Anju struggled not to move her hand further up. She didn't want to alarm Johnny despite his obvious arousal. "Tell me, Johnny... " her voice was husky with desire. "Have you ever seen a naked woman? Seen a woman's... genitals?"
 
Johnny

He feels his mouth getting dryer and dryer as she asks the questions, his heart thumping even faster.

"Tell me, Johnny... " He feels his erection throb in time with each word she utters. "Have you ever seen a naked woman? Seen a woman's... genitals?"

Oh fuck!

"N-n-n-n-no." He manages to stammer out...
 
Johnny's answer to this question...

was also one she had anticipated. Sweet heavens, she was as wet as the boy was hard, but she had to control her emotions -- for the moment at least.

Giving his thigh a squeeze, Anju stood and walked over to her desk. "I have two... diagrams. They are drawings. One is in color and the other black and white. Both are labelled -- as were the diagrams of the penises that I showed you."

Anju's mouth was dry. She wanted to... Did she
dare? Was it too soon? Picking up the first of the diagrams, she handed it to her pupil. "This one... " she was barely able to speak as she watched Johnny's face -- and something other -- for his reaction. "This one is the colored diagram."

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/know_your_pussy.jpg

"And this... " she continued, handing him the second. "Is black and white. Remember, Johnny. Like the diagrams of the penises, all vulvae are similar... yet different at the same time. And a drawing never quite does justice to the actual object."

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Vulva.gif

"These are the external portions. Of course the reproductive organs are inside... But we will get to that."
 
Johnny

He can almost feels himself suffocating as he looks at the diagrams that his teacher has presented to him, especially the black and white which looks more like an actual cu-pussy than a picture.

"Remember, Johnny. Like the diagrams of the penises, all vulvae are similar... yet different at the same time. And a drawing never quite does justice to the actual object."

Is her's like that? He finds himself wondering.

"These are the external portions. Of course the reproductive organs are inside... But we will get to that."

"Is yours like that???" He blurts out, the words out of his mouth before he realises what he has done...
 
Johnny's question took Anju by surprise. Of course she had hoped he'd wonder, but she hadn't expected him to blurt it out that way. She was quite unprepared to answer it -- though it gave her the opening she had been looking for.

"An interesting question. Quite germane, I think" she began, once more struggling to control her desire. "As I stated earlier, all vulvae are similar and dissimilar as are penises. Different sizes and shapes as well as... Let's just agree that there are differences in both cases."

"Truth is, Johnny, I have never actually examined my own vulva. Of course I know what it feels like from washing and touching myself. I would say that my labia majora are thicker -- more puffy, if you will." Gods, did she
dare to suggest what was on the tip of her tongue? She had already kept him later than she had planned.

Anju took a deep breath and sat down beside her pupil again. "I think, Johnny... that would make a very interesting lesson indeed. I have seen your penis and hopefully no harm done... You never told me if it bothered you at all." Anju could see the boy's erection straining at the material of his trousers and placed her hand enticingly on his upper thigh.

"Did it, Johnny? Did it disturb you? Would you like to show it to me again?" Anju had gone beyond where she intended and there was definitely no turning back. Perverted or not, she wanted her pupil and she had to seize the opportunity while it was there.

Sliding her hand upward, she traced the outline of his penis with her small fingers. "And I... in turn... would show you mine. But only if you are certain this is what you would like."
 
Johnny

The boy feels his prick lurch inside his pants as he feels her hand on his bulge.

He is not even sure if he has answered as he quickly springs to his feet, his hands fumbling with his trousers and belt. So eager to free his hard on. Eager to show Chowdry his cock for a second time, to show her how big and hard it is.

In one swift movement, his trousers and pants are down over his knees, his groin completely naked before his open-mouthed Indian teacher. Looking down, he sees what she is staring at. His cock, more swollen than he has ever seen it, stands to attention as if ready for inspection. The head almost reaching his belly button. The fat knob, obscuring almost everything else because of its bulk, is a deep purple colour. In its middle, he can see a small hole which is bubbling a white liquid which is quickly spreading across its surface.

Looking back at her, he sees her look at it with obvious interest. His body shivering as he can almost feel her eyes probe and examine him...
 
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Now I've done it, Anju thinks with alarm as Johnny jumps to his feet. Her mind began to go a million ways at once. How could she have been so...

"Ohhh... " Her eyes widened in surprise as she sees that he is not running away after all. In fact, running is probably the furthest thing from the boy's mind she thinks as she watches Johnny unbuckle his belt and lower his trousers.

Within a few seconds, her student is standing before her, proudly displaying his magnificent erection just inches from her face.

"Oh... my! It's... " Anju's voice is just a whisper and her mouth has gone dry. Although it is the second time she had seen his penis, the sheer size of it amazed her.

"Look... " she whispered in wonder as her fingertip grazed the tip of the boy's lund to gather up the droplet of pre-cum that had gathered there.
 
Johnny

"Ooohh!" The boy gasps out as he sees her brown finger touch his stone hard pink erection and he wonders if she is going to touch him, like she did yesterday.

No!

However good it was yesterday, he wants to see her pussy, her cunt!

"M-miss. Can you show me yours?" He again blurts out...
 
Thinking how she'd foolishly believed she had everything under control, Anju was taken aback by her student's request. She had told Johnny that she would show him. She just didn't expect him to ask to see...

Anju stood to face Johnny, looking around her office as she did so. Where? There was no place for her to...

"I said that I would show you as well, Johnny. But not here. There is no place... " Anju swept her arm about as if to emphasize the fact. "Come... "

Not waiting to see if he would follow -- she knew that he would -- Anju led the way to her bedroom. Her heart was pounding and that little voice that came to reprimand her every now and again was babbling incessantly in her ear. This is wrong. You can't do this. You are risking everything.

Anju Chowdry was beyond caring. She deserved a little pleasure in her life the same as everyone else. And she would have it.

Entering the bedroom, she turned toward Johnny and began to unwrap her sari then loosened the drawstring on her petticoat, letting it fall with a silken whisper to the floor. Stepping out of it, she lowered her panties and moved over to the bed.

All this without a word. She didn't want the boy to realize just how nervous she was, or think that she was having second thoughts. Smiling encouragingly, she patted the space beside herself as she leaned back against the pillows and opened her legs.

"Come," she whispered in a hoarse sing-songy voice that betrayed her desire. "Come and look."
 
Johnny

"Come" She tells him. "Come and look."

Silently, he had followed her to her bedroom, his eyes clued on her swaying butt. He was still silent as she pulls off the bottom of her dress and then her panties.

Now she is on her bed, her legs open, allowing him to look in between.

"That's it. Come closer." He hears her say. Slowly, he crawls onto the bed and moves towards her spread legs.

His first ever live pussy!

The thought makes his cock throb.

"It's so hairy." He says in a gasp as he minutely examines the hairy maw. She doesn't look much like the pictures she had shown him. For one thing, he sees that her hair which reaches the tops of her legs almost covers everything.

He moves closer.

Then he smells it. A strange smell that makes his cock start to ache.

"Why does it smell like that?" He asks...
 
Johnny certainly was asking questions that were testing her. Anju found it a challenge to her own knowledge of human sexuality but was pleased that he was asking. She wanted him to know the how's and why's. It would help him to learn as well as to understand what made a woman tick -- and make him a better lover in the long run if she taught him well enough.

"Every person has their own body scent, whether a man or a woman. Sometimes it can be influenced by the foods a person eats, though there are foods that will help neutralize those scents. Like raw green vegetables or organic yogurt. At any rate, Johnny, it is natural to have a scent -- as long as it is a clean scent and not fishy or ugly smelling."

Anju looked at the boy's face. He was entranced as he gazed at her vulva. She wanted him to... "What you are seeing are my labia majora, Johnny. They are called the outer lips, or nether lips sometimes. If you part them with your fingers, you will see those other parts of the vulva that were in the drawings."

Johnny looked up at her as she spoke and Anju nodded. "Yes, you may touch -- unless you prefer I hold myself open for you?"
 
Johnny

"Unless you prefer I hold myself open for you?"

He looks up at her, his eyes wide.

"Can I?" He asks.

"Yes. Go on."

Turning his attention back to the junction between her legs, the boy lifts a hand and hesitantly touches her there.

"Go on." She encourages.

Gently, he slides his fingers in between her lips and opens up her pussy to his gaze.

Wow!

He can see into her, see the pink soft flesh (he had expected brown).

"It's like a tunnel." He comments in awe. Leaning on his elbows, he uses his other hand to roam the top of her pussy.

"What is this?" He asks as he sees something that reminds him of a small bud. He touches it with his finger...
 
Anju held her breath while he gently parted her outer lips. She had thought she could stay removed for the time being but she saw that it was not going to be that easy. In fact, she wasn't sure that she could resist at all.

"What's this?" Johnny asked as he touched the most sensitive part of her vulva, causing her to gasp aloud.

Anju swallowed hard, fighting the urge to press up against her pupil's hand. "That, Johnny, is my clitoris. It's made up of the same sort of tissue that the head of your penis is made from." She bit her lip to keep from crying out as she continued. "If you rub it a bit, you can feel a harder portion that is the shaft of the clitoris."

"Mm... The clitoris is, in fact, the only organ on the entire body that is umm... solely for sexual arousal, and is attached to ligaments, muscles and veins that... " Anju was really struggling not to writhe against his hand as he touched her, but realized that she was fighting a losing battle despite her willpower to resist. "I'm sorry... It's just that... The clitoris is the primary source of most women's genital sensation."

She paused to take a breath. Where was I? Concentrate, Anju! Oh yes. "The ligaments, muscles and veins. They become filled with blood during arousal and contract during orgasm."

Anju tried to keep her body still, but much to her chagrin it was becoming harder and harder to remain passive.
 
Johnny

Her clitoris!

As he continues to touch her clitoris, he notices his teacher's voice getting more and more strained.

Is this turning her on? Of course it is. She said as much!

Looking up at her face, he starts to stroke it. Then he places it between his fingers and start to roll and rub it. All the while, he is trying to gauge her reaction...
 
Anju closed her eyes, willing herself not to react to his touch. She didn't want to appear the fool, but her nerves were strung so tightly that they were threatening to snap.

Whether she wanted to recognize the fact or not, she had been on the verge of or actually having orgasms almost regularly since she had first begun tutoring Johnny. Between Eleanor and her boytoys and gods! She just couldn't stop it from happening no matter how hard she tried to think of other things.

Anju moaned softly as Johnny rubbed and rolled her clitoris. Without thinking, she reached down to guide his hand -- to show him what she liked and where.

She was hovering now on the brink. Struggling to make the feelings last. Not wanting it to be over so quickly. "Ohh... Johnny... " She couldn't hold back another second as the warm, familiar feeling began to claim her.

"I'm... gods, Johnny... I... Please... don't... stop... I... "

Anju's body tensed in expectation and just as suddenly crashed as wave after wave of excrutiating sensation overtook her and her entire body began to convulse in a series of shuddering spasms.
 
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