Week 7: Advanced Anal Penetration

“Oh, motherfucker.”

Amber snorted softly and shut Carisse up by kissing her. My girlfriend was sitting on the edge of the table and Carisse was standing in front of her, leaning forward with her hands braced on either side of her.

I currently had my cock buried about halfway into the volleyball player's ass and it felt amazing.

Groans and moans were coming from all over the classroom. The ladies had been doing anal training since class two weeks prior, escalating the size of buttplugs in preparation for Week 7, Advanced Anal Penetration.

“Fuck, Carisse,” I groaned. “You’ve got one tight ass.”

“So stretch it out, Nate,” Carisse groaned. “Then you can stretch out Amber next.”

“Yeah, babe,” Amber said, looking at me cutely over Carisse’s shoulder. “My booty is ready and waiting, but you gotta fuck Carisse’s properly first.”

I blew out a long breath before inching a little deeper.

“Yeah, fuck,” Carisse groaned, then looked at Amber. “We’re gonna need to practise this some more.”

Amber grinned and kissed her again.

“Look,” I said. “I’m reading all the material you gave me. Over and fucking over. I need something more. How do you know if it’s working or not?”

Garringer just shook his head. “The results,” he said. “You know by the results.”

“How the fuck do I know if the results are correct when it’s a randomised setup?”

“You better figure it out,” he said. “And have some faith in yourself. You’ve only got four more weeks.”