Sex-Ed

"Well if you put it like that..." Ashley shrugs. Shucking her shoes and dropping her bag, she gestures for everyone to follow her to the bedroom.

"Now, if you can both sit on the bed, facing each other, we can begin," she says, swinging her outstretched hand towards your bed. "But first, remove all your clothing."

You and Tibby look at each other. Well, you look at her. She looks at you and she's already topless. As you reach for your shirt, she wiggles and shimmies until her legs are free. "Tada! Need help, John?"

Then she turns and runs to the bed. "Nah! I'm gonna get the good spot!" She takes a running leap and pounces on the bed. After pressing down on a few spots, she settles down, sitting cross-legged, and you're mesmerized as she stretches her arms above her head. She's done all that and all you've done is lifted your shirt up your chest!

"Come on, slowpoke," Ashley says as she puts her hands on your wasitband and pulls down. When she sees your shorts aren't coming along, she grabs them too.

This kicks you into action! You close your slack jawed, open mouth and finish pulling your shirt over your head. You just drop it and it lands on the pile of your other clothes. Speaking of which, you finish stepping out of your pant legs and pull off your socks. Now fully naked, you walk gracefully to the bed and assume the position opposite Tibby.

Ashley places herself in the very centre of your bed which puts her at a right angle to you and Tibby. "OK, let's begin." She places each hand on a roommate's head. "We're going to start with an Anatomy lesson. It's the best place to start with for any Biology study so that you know what you are talking about in deeper discussions. Like Bio-Chemistry. Like Genetics. Like Applied Biology. Or Active Biology which you were practicing a few minutes ago." She raises her eyebrow. "Has anyone warned you how dangerous it is to jump to Active Biology without understanding the fundamentals of Anatomy?"

You shake your head under her hand. It feels like she's petting you somehow. Is this what it feels like to be a pet? No wonder they like it so much! It must feel even stronger for a real petgirl. You decide you're going to start dishing out head pats and hair ruffles a lot more.

"So, we know that we have the larger parts of the body, the groupings if you will. This consists of the head, the trunk, and the limbs." As Ashley speaks, she moves her hand from your head to your back to your leg. She makes the same motions on Tibby at the same time. "OK, now you try."

You lean forward just a tad and so does Tibby. You each put your hands on each other's heads. "Head." Then you move down to about her ribcage and she yours. "Trunk." Moving on, your hands all end on knees. "Limbs." You can't help but sneak in a little squeeze.

Ashley resumes teaching. "That's great. Now onto body parts. This is a great big honkabazonker," she says, squeezing one of Tibby's breasts while guiding your hand to the other.

Tibby snickers. "I don't think that's the scientific term."

"Who's the biologist here, Tibby?" Ashley asks sternly.

"I guess you are," Tibby admits. "Oh, I've probably been using the wrong words for everything! I'm lucky you're here to teach me what everything is really called."

"Me too," you say. You've been stroking the handy honkabazonker this whole time and you keep stroking it.

"That's right." Ashley winks. She goes back into tutor mode. With a serious voice she says, "Now the male of the species is different in this area. He does not have honkabazonkers." She guides Tibby to touch you. "This is a tonkazonk."

Two hands glide smoothly over your chest. You feel fingernails tracing the bottom of your pec as Tibby circles it from the breastbone, down, and around. Ashley makes a lifting motion before she slides her hand up from the bottom.

Her fingers ripple over your nipple, feeling like waves. Your other one is circled sporadically by Tibby's palm. You hear, "Both male and female have zonkadonks." But it's hard to concentrate as your zonkadonks don't know what to make of the differing experiences sending different signals to the same brain. Never mind what your tonkazonks are sending. The signals from your ears just can't keep up and you tune out the lecture on the importance of zonkadonks to Active Biology. "... important to ..." ... mmm ... "... [words from great lesson] ..." ... oh! "... aroused ..." ... "... next stage." You find it easier to concentrate when the signals narrow down to just the ... zonkadonks? "By focusing on the zonkadonks, you can focus the arousal." Both zonkadonks (that's the word!) get squeezed and rubbed for a while. You open your eyes to see Tibby staring into them.

"Welcome back," she says and grins. "Now that you know what a good tonkazonk groping feels like, you'll be able to reciprocate on the honkabazonkers and zonkadonks that surround you. But not now, please. There is more to learn!"

Ashley grabs your hand and places it on Tibby near where her neck meets her shoulder. The lesson continues. "The bazoonka is an erogenous zone." She starts to slide her thumb back and forth as she speaks.

You wait to hear what she says and then move your thumb, matching her rhythm. Tibby closes her eyes and starts to purr. You can feel the vibration under your thumb, especially as you sweep your thumb closer to her throat.

Ashley points out another erogenous zone. Her hand moves higher, pulling your hand behind Tibby's ear. "The next zone is not as sensitive to fingers. The redanto prefers your lankafome and lankalig." She moves her other hand to behind your ear. "Redanto. Say it."

"Redanto," you repeat, in tandem with Tibby.

She leans forward and says in a quiet voice, "You kiss with your lankafome." She kisses her fellow pet behind the ear. Before you can move she continues, "You lick with your lankalig." She licks the spot she just kissed.

Soon you and Ashley are both kissing Tibby's head. You're also letting your hands roam her upper body, making her squirm with excitement. "I think it's time we moved this lesson down," Ashley murmurs into Tibby's ear eventually, which earns her an eager nod.