It goes as planned at first...

A few hours later, Tanukichi and Ayame were once again standing backstage at the school auditorium. This time, it seemed as if even more people were crammed inside the small room, with even more cameras pointed at the stage and even more reporters there to watch and take notes. It seems that after the reintroduction of sex to Japanese society, no one wanted to miss another potentially world-changing event.

Of course, Anna and Hyouka were both there in the front row, eager to see whatever Tanukichi did as up-close as possible. Otome was there too, sitting next to Anna with a sweaty, nervous look on her face as she tried not to stare at the breasts of the woman she was in love with next to her. And, next to Hyouka, Tanukichi could see his mother was sitting, her posture strong and proud as she awaited the demonstration just as eagerly as the rest of the audience.

“Augh… of course she had to be here for this…” Tanukichi groaned as he peeked out from behind the curtains. “Well, at least I won’t be the one having sex this time. Is everything ready, Ayame?”

“Yep; I even brought some ‘advanced teaching aids’ from my private collection at home.” Ayame pushed a small cart that held some bright, pink sex toys and several bottles of lube. “Are you ready to ‘open the flood gates’ on some dikes?”

“I think so, but… I can’t help but be a little nervous,” he replied honestly. “What if something goes wrong? What if I somehow make a fool of myself?”

“Oh, you’ll be fine, trust me!” Ayame pat Tanukichi heartily on the back. “I mean, unless you accidentally make a contradiction to any of your previous rules, revealing that you’re a fake. If that happens, they’ll probably tear you limb-from-limb in ****.”

Tanukichi shivered in fear.

“But don’t worry about that; just get out there, and have fun, okay?” Ayame got behind Tanukichi and pushed him out onto the stage. “And be careful with my toys, okay? Those are antiques from the last sex shop on earh, you know!”

Tanukichi stumbled out onto the stage and froze as the stage spotlight and every pair of eyes in the room were suddenly locked on him. Instantly, the previously quiet crowd began to talk and shout, attacking him with a flurry of comments and questions about comments about what the lesson might contain Laughing nervously, Tanukichi adjusted his collar and moved to unfurl a large bedroll onto the stage before taking his place behind the main podium.

“Uh… hello there, everyone. It’s nice to see you all again!” Tanukichi greeted into his microphone. “Thank you for coming to my latest, uh… Cultural Education lecture! Now, I’m sure you all have a lot of questions, but please hold them for now. Otherwise, we won’t be able to start the lesson, and we won’t get anywhere.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Okuma, but that’s just it,” Hyouka Fuwa said as she stood up from her seat and everyone else in the auditorium quieted down. “We are unsure how this presentation is going to proceed at all. In fact, after you announced the topic for this lesson, a few of us have started to discuss the possibility that you might just be a fraud.”

“A f-f-fraud!?” Tanukichi adjusted his collar again. “That’s just ridiculous, Ms. Fuwa. Whatever would give you that idea?”

“Simple; in the title for this lecture, you stated that you were going to teach us how girls can have sex with each other,” Hyouka explained. “But in your last lecture, you explained how sex is the process in which babies are made. Women, obviously, do not possess the seed necessary to conceive life, nor the equipment to deliver said seed into another woman’s flower. Therefore, sex should be completely impossible.”

“Y-yes, you are right that two women generally cannot conceive a child together. But people don’t necessarily have to make babies to have sex. You know, in the same way you don’t necessarily have to be hungry in order to eat,” Tanukichi explained.

“Really?” Hyouka cocked her head to the side curiously. “Then they would just be doing it for… fun?”

“That's exactly right!” Tanukichi then pressed a button on his wrist monitor and activated the overhead projector, which showcased to the room an old picture of two Japanese girls in Kimonos kissing each other and massaging each other’s chests. “In act, our country has a long, respective history of girls using sex as a past-time before the practice was, uh, accidentally lost during the mind wipe.”

“I see… so while sex is still primarily for reproduction, it also has secondary functions as well,” Hyouka said, rubbing her chin.

“Yes, but if girls have the chance to reproduce, they should still always take it!” Ayame shouted from backstage. “Especially if it’s with an honored guy like Tanukichi!”

“I-I handle this part of the lesson, Ms. Kajou, thank you!” Tanukichi shouted back, his eyebrow twitching.

“Hmm… that is quite the interesting explanation, but it still doesn’t quite make sense to me,” Hyouka said after a few seconds of thinking. “Girls having sex with girls has to have some reproductive or biological purpose, right? Otherwise, humans simply wouldn’t do it.”

“Uh, yes, that is quite right! I see they don’t call you the smartest girl in school for nothing, Ms. Fuwa!” Tanukichi replied, stalling. “You see, there is another reason for girls to have sex and that would be, uh… to stimulate guys!”

“Stimulate? Do you mean, in the same way caffeine stimulates a tired mind?” she asked.

“No, not quite,” Tanukichi replied. “You see, sometimes guys can have some trouble getting ‘in the mood’ to reproduce, so to speak. But, seeing two girls doing stuff to each other often ‘flips the switch’, so to speak, and can get their cucumbers hard pretty quick.”

“I see… that does actually make a lot of sense,” said Hyouka. “I remember reading something in a heavily censored textbook about certain bird species having ‘courtship rituals’. Perhaps this could be related to that reproductive instinct somehow.”

“Er… yeah, let's go with that!” Tanukichi said, grateful for a way out. “Now, may I please continue on with the actual lesson?”

“Of course.” The green-haired girl bowed her head politely and sat back down. “Please, continue.”

“Alright then; now I believe that the best way to teach you all how girls have sex is to show you, and for that I’m gonig to need some volunteers,” Tanukichi continued. “Does anyone want to-”

“Me!” Otome shot her hand up so fast she nearly rocketed up out of her seat. “Pick me!”

“O-okay, Ms. Saotome. Thank you for being such an eager volunteer,” Tanukichi replied, but by that point she was already walking onto the stage. “Now for this next part, you’re going to need to get nak-”

Tanukichi was interrupted once again, this time by Otome tossing off her clothes so hard that her skirt landed directly onto his face. She then stood completely naked with her lithe body in front of the audience, blushing instinctually as she thought about what she was about to do. Having had little exercise and food in her life, body was naturally very skinny and pale, but nearly hairless as well. It was still clear to everyone that she was still a fully-grown woman, and if they were close enough they would have also seen her nipples harden and some moisture gather along her lower lips.

“Very good, Ms. Saotome. I see you remember that part of my last lesson.” Tanukichi said as he pulled the skirt off his face. “You look a little bit nervous, though… are you completely sure you want to do this?”

“Of course; if girls having sex is part of Japanese culture, then I will need to show it in my drawings and paintings,” Otome explained, still blushing. “And I believe that experiencing it first-hand would give me the best perspective for my art”

“Alright, if you insist.” Tanukichi turned back toward the audience. “Now, as much as I’d love to show how this works, I’m afraid I don’t have the necessary ‘equipment’ to do it myself. So, could we get a second volunteer?”

To Tanukichi’s surprise, over half the women in the audience raised their hands.

“Wow… I guess that’s one upside of yuri being erased from everyone’s memories; it means that no one has any fears or preconceived notions of it…” Tanukichi thought to himself. “But this does spoil me for choice a little… who should I pick?”

“Uh… if I may be so bold, could I suggest who we should pick as the other demonstrator?” Otome spoke up. “Why don’t we pick Ms. Anna? She is the daughter of the great Nishikinomiya family, after all. It would only make sense if she personally helped guide the student body on their moral lessons.”

“Thank you for the flattery, but I do not actually mind sitting this one out,” Anna spoke up from the front row. “Feel free to continue without me.”

“H-huh? Are you sure about this, Ms. Nishikinomiya? This could be a great learning opportunity for you,” Otome said, shaking just a little bit as she spoke.

“Maybe, but I don’t particularly have much desire to have sex with other women, so the knowledge would be wasted on me,” Anna replied, still smiling calmly. “Mr. Okuma is the only lover that I will ever need.”

“Okay then...” Her face drooping, Otome looked away from Anna. “I guess I’ll just have Tanukichi teach me without you then… letting his strong hands guide me… allowing him to explore my body… forming a new intimate bond unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. If this goes well, I might become his regular demonstration partner, and maybe even spend time with him planning lessons outside of cla-”

“Oh, silly me! I just remembered something important!” Anna interrupted, standing up from her seat. “Tanukichi actually planned on having me as one of the volunteers this whole time. I can’t believe we both somehow forgot this… I am so embarrassed!”

“Heh, it’s okay, Anna… we all make mistakes…” A prideful smirk appeared on Otome’s face as her plan worked perfectly, but that quickly fell away as she turned back toward Anna and saw the beautiful half-Russian girl removing her clothes. She’d already seen Anna naked the previous day, of course, but the silver-haired girl was still absolutely stunning, and the knowledge of what they were about to do only heightened the intimidation factor.

“W-wow… you look… great today, Ms.Nishikinomiya,” Otome complimented, her eyes fixed on Anna’s perfect, milky white breasts. “I… I’m glad I get to have my first time be with you.”

“Aw, don’t worry, dear; it’s nothing!” Anna replied, not realizing how that comment would sting Otome on the inside. “Now, would you please continue with the lesson, Tanukichi? Our audience is waiting~”

“Right…” Tanukichi took a deep breath and began his explanation. “When two girls want to have sex with each other, traditionally they start in one of two ways. They can either ask each other verbally, or do it with a kiss.”

“I see… and what exactly separates a sex kiss from a normal, everyday, greeting kiss?” Otome asked curiously.

“Oh, that’s simple; a greeting kiss is generally just lip-to-lip contact, while a sexy kiss involves more tongue, and touching each other's chests and flowers, and moaning,” Tanukichi explained. “If the girl you’re kissing reciprocates, then you know you’re good to keep going. Now, if you two would please demonstrate.”

“Okay… I… I can do this!” Otome, shaking, **** herself to walk closer to Anna and look her in the face. “Hello, Ms. Nishikinomiya would you like to, if it's not too much trouble, possibly consider… allowing me to have sex with your voluptous, perfectly sculpted, gorgeous, mouthwatering body?”

“Hmm… let me think…” Anna tapped her chin casually for a moment. “Okay!”

“Very good, Anna,” Tanukichi said, still a little taken aback by how quickly his ‘precious girl’ was adapting to this new, sexy world. “Now, if you’d please demonstrate the other method next.”

“Anything for you, dear~” Anna said before stepping forward and wrapping her arm around Otome. The shorter girl stared up at Anna like a deer in the headlights for a few moments, unsure what to do next, when Anna took the next step for them. Leaning down a little, she **** her lips against Otome’s and instantly **** her tongue inside. With inhuman skill, her tongue dominated Otome’s tongue from top to bottom, and she literally stole the girl’s breath as her tongue **** its way into Otome’s throat.

For the young artist, the first few seconds of this kiss were absolute heaven, but it was clear that the class president wasn’t done quite yet. Reaching for Otome’s chest, Anna’s hands began violently groping her smaller breasts, squeezing and massaging them in just the perfect ways to make her moan into Anna’s mouth. She even went as far to take Otome’s hardening nipples between her fingers and play with them, torturing Otome’s mind with yet another new form of pleasure.

“I’m… pretty sure I didn’t teach her how to do that,” Tanukichi thought to himself as he watched. “As much as I hate to say it, she really is a natural at all this…”

“Alright, dearest! I think we’re ready for the next part~” Anna said, saliva still connecting her mouth to Otome’s as one of her hands reached down to gently massage the artist’s mound. “What do we do next?”

“Well, now that you’ve both agreed to have sex, now we can get into the nitty-gritty of it,” Tanukichi replied. “There are lots of ways for girls to have sex, but one popular classic for its ease would be ‘fingering’. All you have to do is use your fingers to either play with the little button at the top of their flower, the ‘clit’, or piston your fingers in and out like a guy would his cucumber. You need to be careful not to scratch each other with your fingernails, though, and keep a close eye out for what feels good.”

“R-really? Then that means I’ll get to be inside Anna?” Forcing herself out of Anna’s grip, Otome got down on her knees in front of her idol and carefully brought her hand up to her naked pussy. With the cameras around her zooming in to get good shots, Otome carefully reached her fingers toward Anna’s clit and began to rub it in full view of all Japan.

“Ah! Oh my! That is… quite the interesting sensation!” Anna shivered in delight as the artist got to work. “Not as good as when my dear Tanukichi touches me down there, but still very nice!”

“Th-thank you, Ms. Nishikinomiya!” Otome replied, a wide smile on her face. “It means so much to me to know that I was able to make you feel good!”

Encouraged by Anna’s light praise, Otome moved one of her fingers towards Anna’s entrance and pressed it slowly inside, savoring the feeling of Anna’s folds enveloping her and her juices dripping down onto her drawing hand.

“Aaah… thank you Anna! This is so incredible!” Otome gasped, moaning even more than Anna was as she began moving the finger in and out. “I swear, I will use this blessed hand to draw so many amazing pictures of flowers, in memory of this great moment!”

“N-next comes something that some people have colloquially called ‘eating out’,” Tanukichi continued over the sound of Otome’s fingering. “It’s pretty similar to fingering, but instead you use your mouths and your tongues. It usually feels a lot better than fingering, but you also have to deal with the, uh, unique flavor of a girl’s flower, but some people really like it.”

“Oh? So does that mean that I technically had sex with that one girl that I drank your seed from the other day?” Anna asked. “Oh my… to think I did it without even noticing! How embarrassing!”

“I-it’s okay, Anna, we all make mistakes sometimes,” Tanukichi replied, sweating. “But it looked like you had some pretty good technique when you did do it. Do you think you could do the same thing to Otome on the bedroll there?”

“Sure; I don’t see why not!” Grabbing the artist by the wrist, Anna took Otome to the bed and laid her down onto her back. She then leaned down over the artist and brought her mouth right to Otome’s clit, attacking it without mercy with her tongue and inadvertently pushing her ass directly into the younger girl’s face.

“Gyaaah! Oh gosh, that tongue! So strong, but so elegant! It must have been honed from giving so many amazing speeches!” Otome squealed as she felt Anna’s tongue circle around her clit and then dive into her folds. “I… I can’t let myself be the only one feeling this way… I have to… return the favor!”

Fighting through the overwhelming pleasure, Otome gripped onto Anna’s thighs and **** her face forward into Anna’s dripping cunt. Closing her eyes so as to not be hypnotized by her ass cheeks, Otome extended her tongue and began to lick Anna’s glistening pussy lips as hard as she could.

“Wow, the flavor really is unique!” Oteme thought to herself as her tongue kept exploring Anna’s depths. “I don’t care what Tanukichi says, though… I could savor this forever!”

“Oh, by the way, if two people lick each other in a position like this, it’s called ‘69’-ing,” Tanukichi explained over the prnographic sight. “It’s a good way to make sure everyone feels good, and has been a staple of sex between girls for hundreds of years.”

“69? Does that mean that is some sort of sacred number?” a girl whispered somewhere in the audience.

“It must be… why else would it be called that,” someone whispered back.

“Now, if girls ever want to feel even better with each other, they can also use these, uh… personal massagers!” Tanukichi said as he went to grab two long, pink dildos from Ayame’s cart. “If you activate the switches on the bottom, it causes them to vibrate, and it can be used to make your partners feel even better. Here, see what I mean.”

Tanukichi tried not to think too hard about how he was handing his childhood crush and the woman eating her out two sex toys and did his best to focus on the educational part of his lesson. “Now, carefully, touch it to each other's buttons and, uh… watch the magic happen, I guess.”

Otome looked carefully at her adult toy for a few moments before activating it and doing as Tanukichi instructed. She was instantly rewarded by Anna letting out a delighted scream and covering Otome’s face in a glittering spray of arousal.

“O-oh my! These things really are good massagers~” Anna bit her lip and grunted as her whole body tensed up for a moment. “Mmm, this reminds me a bit of when I used to read magazines on the washing machine when I was younger… for some reason it made the books so much more interesting to read them there…”

Regaining her composure, Anna activated her own dildo and touched it to Otome’s pussy.

“O-o-o-o-o-oh g-g-g-g-gosh!” Otome stammered at the sensation. “This is too intense… too intense… ah, aaaaah!”

Otome’s body shook as it was suddenly **** through a powerful orgasm, but Anna didn’t seem to pay it just mind and kept the toy trained on the younger girl’s clit regardless.

“So was there anything else you wanted to teach us, my dear?” Anna asked casually, either not realizing or not caring that she was practically torturing Otome with orgasms.

“Well, you can also insert the di-, er, massagers inside each other's flowers too for extra stimulation, but I think you two might have had enough of those for now.” Tanukichi hastily took the dildos away and returned with another toy; a long, black dildow attatched to two straps. “Now this is what’s known as a ‘strap on’, and it allows girls to essentially pretend that they have a cucumber when having sex with other girls. It’s, uh, great practice for getting ready for real baby making! Uh, would one of you like to try it?”

“Y-yes… I would…” Though exhausted and sweaty from the orgasms she had just experienced, Otome managed to crawl out from underneath Anna and grab the strap-on. They had to tighten the black straps quite a bit in order to get them to fit on her relatively tiny rear, but as soon as it was on she got behind Anna and grabbed her soft ass cheeks as hard as she could.

“Normally, I’d recommend using some lube, but right now I don’t think that would be necessary.” Tanukichi said as he watched Otome rub the tip of her fake cock against Anna. “So, just take aim and push yourself in… b-but remember to be careful, okay?”

“Yes, of course… careful!” Still gripping Anna’s ass with one hand, Otome aimed at Anna’s hole and thrust herself inside Anna as hard as she could and began fucking her with wild abandon.

“W-wait, that’s way too-” Tanukichi cut himself off. “Ah, who am I kidding? You could probably hit Anna with a truck and she wouldn’t flinch…”

“O-oh my! I have to say… that’s some impressive technique you’ve got there!” Anna grunted as she braced herself on the bedroll and did her best to get used to the feeling of the plastic rod parting her folds. “You’re hitting all my most sensitive spots… so quickly! H-how are you… this good?”

“I-it’s simple… I watched you and Tanukichi have sex for the first time and I took notes… very, very detailed notes…” Otome admitted over the sound of their hips slapping together. “I saw what movements seemed to make you feel the best, and I’m just sort of… copying what you did!”

“Nyaaah! Such a diligent student! You must get great grades!” Anna gasped as her juices dripped down the strap-on and down Otome’s thighs. “T-Tanukichi! Please, take notes too! I-I want you to do this to me tonight… but even harder!”

“Uh, sure… if we have time…” Tanukichi replied noncommittally.

“I… I think I’m getting close… just a little more… aaaah! Yes, so good!” Anna arched her back and moaned unashamedly into the surrounding cameras as Otome fucked her into a quick orgasm. Proud of her accomplishment, Otome smirked and gave Anna a few extra victory thrusts before finally pulling out of Anna and taking a long drink from one of the water bottles Tanukichi had ready for his volunteers.

“Alright, every good you two; you’re both giving great examples of how a girl can have sex with another girl,” Tanukichi said, his voice shaky but congratulatory. “Now, there’s only one last way that girls can have sex, and that is a special technique called ‘tribadism’ or ‘tribbing’. This one doesn’t require any special tools, but it does require some dexterity. Just rub your flowers and clits together to make each other feel good.” Tanukichi brought up a picture of two girls rubbing their pussies together passionately on the overhead projector to illustrate his point. “Do you think you girls can handle that?”

“Y-yes… I think that should be simple enough,” Anna replied. Grabbing a hold of Otome’s right leg, she pulled the smaller girl closer to her until their pussies were finally touching each other. By this point, their cunts were both so wet that when their juices swirled together so fast that it became impossible to tell whose arousal was whose. “Alright, Otome… hang on, okay? We need to do a good job… for Tanukichi!”

“Y-yes ma’am! I promise, I won’t let go!” Otome replied, and she meant it. She grabbed ahold of Anna’s hand and began to grind her clit like there was no tomorrow. Up and down, side to side, she attacked the silver-haired girl’s cunt from every angle she could to try and make her feel good. But, of course, this was a double-edged sword scenario where the harder she ground herself into Anna the more pleasure she herself felt.

Of course, the student body president didn’t lie idly by either, and moved her mound hard back against the artist’s. Tanukichi could see the determination in her movements, but she could also tell she was holding back somewhat - something that she definitely did not do when she was fucking him. Which made him just a little bit jealous.

“A-alright… I… I think I’m getting close again!” Anna announced to the crowd.

“M-me too! I’m about to orgasm again with Ms. Nishikinomiya!” Atome shouted as her pace doubled. “This.. is the greatest day of my life! Ah, aaaaaah!”

The two of them thrust their sweaty bodies against each other one last time before their mutual orgasms overtook them, their pussies soaking the mat underneath them and giving everyone watching quite the show. There was not a man sitting in the audience that didn’t find their pants suddenly a lot tighter, and more than a few women had taken to lightly touching themselves underneath their skirts as they watched, entranced.

“Well, it still sucks that Anna’s doing all these lewd things, but at least things mostly went to plan for once,” Tanukichi thought to himself before turning to address the audience again. “Alright, just a few more things before the lesson is over. Some girls might not want to have sex with other girls, but that’s okay; it’s not really ever required. Also, some girls will only want to have sex with other girls; those women are called lesbians, and that’s fine too. Oh, and if a girl wants to have sex with both men and women, then they are called ‘bisexual’!”

“Well, speaking as a pansexual, I know things aren’t that black and white, but I think it’s probably wise to take things slow for these neanderthalls,” Ayame thought to herself backstage as she watched. “Still, this is another great victory in making the world a funner, dirtier place!”

“Okay, that’s it! Thank you all for coming!” Tanukichi then announced. “My partner and student council VP, Ayame Kajou, will be on shortly to provide the second half of this lesson.”

“W-wait… hold on a second,” Anna interrupted, standing up before Tanukichi could leave. “How can your part of the lesson be done? You didn’t get involved at all.”

“Yes, well, I totally would have, but as you can probably tell… this lesson doesn’t really need any guys,” Tanukichi replied sheepishly.

“Aww… Silly Billy! I can’t believe you forgot the most important part of the lesson!” Anna said as she walked up to Tanukichi, took him by the hand, and led him back to the bedroll.

“Uh… most important part?” Tanukichi audibly swallowed. “W-what are you talking about?”