Intro To Tantric Healing

Looking at the chocolate pussy, you wonder if Anna-Bell made it to resemble her own... which then leads you to speculate on how her womanhood might taste. You churn these musings around in your head as you lick the sweet lips, tracing your tongue around the nub of the chocolatey clitoris and sucking without even thinking. It tastes incredible, better than any chocolate you've had before, and the act of playing with your food arouses you.

Aeriel titters. "I think you're enjoying your treat a little too much silly boy... Looks like you're pretty good at that though...".

Snapping out of your daze, you blink and grin sheepishly. Aeriel just giggles. You continue with your treat, but now nibbling at it little by little until the chocolate is finally resting comfortably in your stomach. You do notice that Aeriel seems a bit more perky now. You are not sure if that is due to the energy she got from the treat, or if it is from watching you eat the chocolate like a real pussy.

Your breakfast now finished, you take your tray to the return rack. You spare a quick glance into the kitchen and spot Anna-Bell across the way. She is rolling out dough for something. She appears to be grinning and rather flustered. She doesn't seem to be working the dough particularly hard, not enough to explain the color in her cheeks anyway. Exiting the cafeteria, you head outside toward the medical arts building, where your first class is located.

Intro To Tantric Healing is one of the courses Professor Dove recommended for you. It honestly was not one you had even considered when selecting the courses you would apply for. She briefly described it as a highly specialized form of treatment for minor ailments. Yet highly skilled individuals have been known to be capable of treating much more severe conditions.

The walk to your first class is a pleasant one. The early autumn air is brisk, but the sun cresting the tops of the buildings to the east brings with it the remaining vestiges of summer.

Entering the Medical Arts building, you refer to the map on the wall just inside. Your classroom is located on the first floor, in the west wing. You make your way there, noting how clean everything appears.

You see other students making their way to their classes, leisurely strolling through the halls. It is still a little early, so no one is rushing. It appears that most, if not all of the other students are from Pegasus. You recall that students who have been sorted into Pegasus have a natural leaning towards medicine. You observe that the majority of the students you see are female.

You briefly wonder why Professor Dove placed you in Tantric Healing... you had never really taken a serious interest in the medical field. At best, you occasionally enjoyed medical dramas on TV.

You dismiss this line of thinking, figuring that she has her reasons. Regardless, you will do your best.

Finally arriving to your classroom, you see that the door is closed and there are a few girls waiting outside. Taking a look at them as you approach, you notice that one of them is the cute brunette from the sorting yesterday. Her beautiful smile lighting up her face. She is engaged in conversation with a couple of attractive blondes. They look so alike, you think they might be sisters, twins even.

They are both about your height, with sapphire blue eyes and long legs. One has her shoulder length locks pulled neatly into pigtails, while the other has done her hair in a single French braid. They are both trim and fit, with modest busts that you imagine accentuate their bodies quite nicely.

Taking the opportunity in your advancement toward the classroom, you get a better look at the brunette. She is slightly shorter than the other two girls. Her hair is hanging loosely to her shoulders. She is a bit more curvy than her companions, but curvy in all the right places. Her breasts, which you think are probably D cups, strain against the fabric of her uniform… no doubt sharing your sentiment that they should be freed. Her ass, while not humungous, is pleasantly plump.

The blonde with the pigtails glances over in your direction as the other is speaking. Noticing you, she offers you a friendly smile. Her friends, following her gaze, also see you and grace you with smiles of their own.

Feeling slightly awkward at now being the focus of not one, but three incredibly attractive women, you manage a smile that you hope doesn’t show your nervousness. Aeriel, who has been riding piggy-back pipes up into your ear as you close the distance.

“Relax… They’re just girls… Your classmates… Your insanely hot classmates…”

“You’re not helping Aeriel…”

She just giggles.

“Good morning.”, pigtails chirps cheerfully.

“Good morning.”, you return with a confidence you certainly do not feel.

“Looks like there will at least be one hot guy in this class…”, French braid remarks with an impish grin.

“Yeah…”, pigtails picks up. “While I love your sensual massages Mana, I wouldn’t mind being partnered up with this handsome guy… or even Parisa here.”

The brunette, whom you take to be Parisa begins blushing, matching the warmth you feel spreading across your own face. You share an awkward smile, her green, almost aquamarine eyes meeting yours.

“You wouldn’t mind being partnered with a cactus if it had testosterone or tits Selena.”, French braid, Mana retorts.

"At least then I could be exfoliated while I'm being rubbed down.", pigtails, Selena returns quickly.

The four of you share a laugh at this, and you feel a good deal of your tension fall away. You smile a bit more casually now.

Just then, the five-minute bell sounds, heralding the beginning of first period. The door opens and admits your group.

Entering the classroom, your first impression is that it looks like a science class. There are two rows of lab tables, each table seating four. Along the walls are various shelves and cabinets which you assume contain medical implements.

The three beauties make their way to one of the tables at the front of the class, while you head toward another empty table.

“Heeeey…! So that’s it? You’re just going to love us and leave us?”, one of the girls says, Selena you think.

You turn to look and, sure enough, all three are looking at you expectantly. Parisa wears her usual sweet smile, while Mana and Selena have on their now signature, matching grins.

“You can sit with us if you want.”, Parisa offers sweetly.

“Hell yeah!”, Selena joins. “We call dibs on the hunk. Now you bring that cute butt over here.”

Mana pats the seat between Selena and herself.

Aeriel jabs you in the ribs with an elbow. It doesn’t hurt of course, but you take the hint. With a light blush and a nervous smile, you take the proffered seat.

Aeriel hops onto the table in front of you, not bothering to cross her legs and giving you a clear view of her gorgeous snatch.

“Want a better look perv…?”, Aeriel teases, grinning wickedly as she spreads her legs wider and uses her index and middle fingers to part her lower lips, revealing the delicate pink of her tight sanctuary.

“Come on… Now you’re just being mean…”, you groan, mentally and physically stiffening. You are glad you are sitting.

“Silly boy… You’ll need to get used to seeing me like this… You will be seeing this a lot more… And doing a lot more than just seeing it… Soon I hope”

With considerable effort, you pry your attention from the sexy magical being fully displaying herself for you.

Mana and Selena scooch closer to you so that they both are now making contact with your arms and chest.

You introduce yourself, finally able to get in a word since first approaching the trio of hotties. They in turn introduce themselves, though you had already figured out their names.

As the rest of the class filters in, no other males you observe, Mana and Selena begin pelting you with questions. Parisa listens intently, her smiling eyes never leaving you. Every time Selena and Mana ask you a question, they turn to you and effectively rub their boobs on you because of their close proximity. You cannot help feeling that this is intentional. Of course, the line of questioning is mainly centered on the events at orientation yesterday.

It appears Parisa is a first-year student, whereas Selena and Mana witnessed the fireball incident.

You offer your usual spiel about not knowing exactly what happened, how your power has just recently awoken. They seem to accept this at face value and proceed to speculate as to why the Thousand Year Crown didn’t react when placed on your head. Their theories range from your potential being so absurdly hi that the crown simply could not register it, to you being an alien and The crown couldn’t recognize your genetic or magical make up. This last one incites another round of laughter from your group.

“Alright class, time to settle down.”, a feminine voice cuts through the din.

Everyone’s focus shifts to the front of the class where the professor now stands. Aeriel crosses her legs and spins around on the table to face forward as well, resting her chin in her hands while propping her elbows on her knees. Now, instead of staring at her beautiful and inviting slit, you have an amazing view of her magnificent buttocks. You aren’t sure if you should feel relief or disappointment at the change of scenery. Sensing this, she looks back over her shoulder at you with a devilish smirk. She then leans further forward, raising her ass up enough for you to glimpse her pretty pucker and pink pussy. You mentally face palm as she winks and sticks her tongue out at you. Again, with a great **** of will, you turn your attention away from the playfully vicious vixen.

“My name is Dr. Andrea Kinders, and I will be your instructor.”

Dr. Kinders is a tall forty-something. Her auburn hair is pulled back into a tight bun, which shows off her pretty face. She wears wire-frame glasses which seem to magnify her brilliant emerald eyes. Though she wears a white lab coat, you can see she has a slender build and a generous bust.

Are there any ugly women at this school?

Not that you are complaining, of course.

“Tantric Healing is combining certain teachings of the Tantra with medical practices, using both magical and non-magical methods.", Dr. Kinders begins lecturing.

"In this introductory course, you will not be expected to have any prior knowledge of Tantra or medicine, you will be instructed in basic practices of both. More in depth knowledge is required in both fields if your desire is to obtain a doctorate. That involves a full study of each subject, which goes far beyond the scope of this course or any related courses offered at this school. By the end of this introductory course, you will all be expected to perform certain tasks, ranging from collecting various samples from patients, to identifying and treating minor maladies... such as hexes and curses, poisoning, magically induced paralysis, blindness and other negative status effects."

Dr. Kinders then begins walking to each table, distributing the required text for the course as she continues her lecture.

"The basic philosophy of Tantra, without going too in depth, is the idea of oneness. That everything in the cosmos is also in an individual. Simply put, you are in the universe, and the universe is in you. This philosophy will be a guide in our studies. If there is health in the universe, then you can find that same health in an individual."

As she finishes passing out the textbooks, Dr. Kinders returns to the front of the class and faces the students, a grin on her lips.

"Now that I've gotten that basic, boring stuff out of the way... There will be a large focus on the sexual aspects of Tantric Healing. Sex is health is my philosophy. So, if you are bashful, you may wish to request a transfer Now, open your textbooks to page twenty and read about erogenous zones."