Gender Studies Class

You spent the rest of the night setting up one of your fantasies, eventually passing out. You awake the next morning, hop in your car and do a burnout off the driveway. You have places to be. You had emailed your local college and talked to a Dr. Elizabeth Huntington about auditing her course, "Perspectives on Gender: Theory and Practice of Gender Equality."

Admittedly, you're a bit of a conservative when it comes to a lot of issues, not super conservative, but enough to make you a question a lot of the super left wing progressive ideologies coming out of universities these days. They had some good points, but they usually went too far.

You arrived at the main building and went up to room 404, the teacher had emailed you this morning saying it would be okay to sit in. You're a bit early and take a seat in the back, the class is entirely made up of girls. Half the class has their hair cut short, or dyed, and when you entered not a single one was showing any cleavage, most were dressed pretty conservatively. A short fat girl with spiky hair arrives at the door, kissing a long haired sexy brunette provocatively dressed in a tight black dress showing a hint of breasts. The short fat one leaves for another class as the brunette sits in back a seat removed from you. The class busily chit chats, a few of them are clearly a bit unnerved at the random guy who just plopped himself in the far corner.

"Hey, can I borrow your book for a second?" You ask the Brunette next to you.

"Oh, sure, are you enrolling?" She slides the heavy anthology over.

"Nah, just auditing for now." You flip open her textbook and start perusing the table of contents. Mostly the usual: equal pay, gender identity, masculinity and femininity, queer theory, stereotypes, and of course Blowjob techniques.

Huh.

There are about twenty or thirty articles on blowjobs, some are sprinkled into the subsection of other areas. "Blowjobs effect on Women's Wages," "Blowing Two Guys at once, Women Saving Time to get ahead." You flip ahead to a random page, the book is riddled with diagrams of different penis types accompanied with dense descriptions of which parts to lick, how to suck, and how to excite men. You try to read a bit of it and it reminds you of what blowjobs are considered now, like the weather. The blowjobs are described much like meteorology is with archaic references to a whole slew of new words and notable figures you had never seen before describing specific techniques, "the Aldenhiemer lick discovered and published in Germany, 1874, the tongue abducts upwards in a Shalsen maneuver when the Copenhagen peak has been reached, borrowing from Addison's Principle the tongue can be used to..." and the book kind of just goes on, unreadable to you. The Aldenhiemer Lick goes on for 3 dense pages of description, the amount of detail to the stuff is scholarly. The article is underlined in girly penmanship with little notes here and there "Useful!" and "Tried this and it worked!"

You look to your left at the girl who apparently can understand this stuff, you're about to ask her to translate some of it but just then the Professor walks in dropping a few books at the front desk and turns to the class which quiets down for her. She has long blonde hair and is in her early thirties, dressed in white blouse and short suite jacket and long black skirt. Hot, and no mistake, you had picked this class for a reason.

"I hope you all enjoyed the weekend and got plenty of work done on your Midterm papers which are due just four weeks from now. Today we're going to be talking about Dichotomies in Family Structure, please join me on pages 263 as I want to draw attention to a very famous passage by Warren." Elizabeth sat down in front of her desk, legs crossed in dark black pantyhose and cute jet black strappy flats.

Not the most exciting subject. You look around the room letting out a big yawn as she went on about something-something Patriarchy rule in our social lives. The class quickly turns into a discussion mostly dominated by the Professor and a Short haired girl in the first row with bright blue hair in a t-shirt, jeans, and work boots. Clearly the teachers pet, they jump around passages in the article and you can tell they are both really enjoying it.

Several minutes in you have had enough, you raise your hand.

"Oh, I forgot to mention we have someone auditing the class today, this is John, feel free to jump in." Elizabeth smiles to the class.

"I had a general question, are women equal to men and do girls belong on their knees before men?"

"Yes, men and women are completely equal," she says very icily, the smile is gone from her face.

"There is nothing to suggest women are lower than men, and if you intend to continue disrespecting this class then I'll have to ask you to leave." She thuds her book closed.

"I meant to offend no one, I was just wondering how Women will give blowjobs to men but men will not give oral to a women on demand, so how can you claim equality? I'm just following the logic here." She smirks at this triumphantly and most of the girls including her little blue haired pet look smugly at you- necks turned.

"I'm sure you'll be happy to demonstrate how you aren't sexist at all, and please come up here and... service me orally." She trembles a bit on the last bit.

"Unless of course you're sexist, and you don't value equality." The class was silent as Elizabeth sat on the desk and spread her legs as much as her long skirt would let her (which wasn't very much) and waited awkwardly. Nothing was compelling you to lick her pussy of course in this universe, you could walk out right now. It was interesting to see how women had rationalized it though. You wondered how long Feminists had been trying to push that narrative, and how many men had fallen for it trying to do the 'right' thing.