The other guy

The Japanese woman's eyes flick between you and your competition, but they pass over you with little interest, whilst they linger appreciatively on the other guy. Maybe you can tell this isn't your time to shine; or maybe you don't want to abandon your roommate on the first day. Either way, you slowly lower your hand.

"Mr Jackson, I believe," smiles Professor Miyata, her teeth a dazzling white. "Would you join me, please?"

Jackson stands where she points, as she continues her lecture. "It's easiest for me to show you with a live example, and describe the principles I'm working from as I go along. Let's start from the beginning."

The cute Japanese woman kneels in front of the young man, and you feel a resounding twang of disappointment that you're not in his place. Hazel squeezes your hand sympathetically, and looking into her beautiful chestnut eyes, your heart lifts somewhat.

Professor Miyata continues: "When it comes to taking off the clothes in a scenario like this, eye contact makes all the difference. Choose whatever expression suits the occasion; it's the start of term, so I'm feeling pretty ravenous for a good thick cock right now, and I'm going to let Felix here know it through my eyes. But you can be angry, submissive, lustful, shy... release whatever you're feeling inside. Make it genuine.

"Now we come to releasing the beast. Still maximising eye contact, slip off these irritating trousers. If you struggle with this, practise with your male peers until you can do it without looking once. Now his dick is free, we have several options." Professor Miyata barely glances at Jackson's cock, before her eyes go back to his face. "If I wanted to go fast, I'd skip straight to impaling my mouth on this thing. However, I'm going to show you how to properly worship a man, and elicit maximum pleasure. I like to start by sucking on his balls."

The lecture continues in a similar manner, Kumi describing and explaining her actions as she does them, her volunteer looking as if he's broken into heaven. She lays out three important foundations for fellatio: servicing the balls, head (or glans) and main shaft, and provides and excellent live example for each of these. You see something out of the corner of your eye, and turn to find Hazel rubbing herself through her shorts. She blushes, and moves her hand to slowly rub your thigh instead.

Eventually Kumi finishes her demonstration, leaving Jackson just short of his orgasm. Despite yourself, you feel a twinge of compassion for the guy: to be left so close to an orgasm that good must be pretty heartbreaking.

"Get practising on those dildos," the professor instructs the class. "Make sure you cover all the bases: balls, head, and shaft. These are top-of-the line instruments designed for this purpose, and they'll light up where they've been locally stimulated, brighter if you've been more successful."

As you scratch your chin confusedly, you see your lecturer striding up to your chair.

"Hazel," she begins in her anime-like voice, "looks like it's your lucky day. You get to practise on a real cock - and trust me, no matter how good these dildos are, they're no substitute for the real thing. Have fun you two!" With another dazzling smile, she leaves you, to observe the rest of the class.

"I've been looking forward to this," grins Hazel eagerly. "Go on, stand up. I want to do this all the way."

You obligingly get to your feet, and your brunette roommate kneels between your legs, perfectly imitating the professor's example. Her eyes seem large, almost kaleidoscopic, as they stare up at you lovingly. Slowly blinking her long lashes at you, she begins to unbuckle your belt, without so much as glancing at it. Before you know it, your pants are around your ankles, and your cock springs up, almost knocking Hazel's smooth cheek. The American girl finally breaks eye contact with you to appreciate your shaft - and boy, does she appreciate it. Her face lights up like it's Christmas, and she looks back to you hungrily, thrusting her small breasts out.

"Professor Kumi was right," Hazel mewls. "It is my lucky day."

You glance away from her pretty visage - and tempting breasts - to see how the rest of the class is doing. To your arousal, most of the girls seem to be watching Hazel and you jealously as they lick or suck their dildos. Barely any seem interested in the other two guys getting blown by their partners.

"They all want you," says Hazel, also looking around. "I'd better stake a claim, right?"

You're expecting Hazel to go slow, and follow the professor's demonstration, but instead she suddenly slams her mouth onto your cock, going as deep as possible until her gag reflex kicks in. You feel yourself instantly hardening to the max, biting your tongue as the unexpected pleasure catches you off-guard.

Just as suddenly, Hazel draws all the way off you, never letting her eyes leave yours. You feel a petite hand cupping one of your balls, pulling it towards her mouth for her to suck, as if it is a grape at a Roman banquet. A groan escapes your lips, as her tongue slides over your skin and her mouth works around your testis, but it's over just as quickly as it started. Those big brown eyes keep staring up at you, wide and innocent.

"Are you teasing me?" you challenge humorously.

Hazel stares back at you impishly. "No," she giggles, then takes several long licks of your glans, as if it's an ice cream. "Well, maybe just a little."

You grin back, but your sexual tension is building. Now it seems every part of you down there is stimulated and longing for attention, but whilst she licks her lips and looks up at you, they're left to stand in the cold.

"You'd better not, or I might have to use your face as a fuck-hole," you warn - only half-joking.

Hazel doesn't reply, only grinning seductively, as she leans forwards. Somewhat to your relief, she starts blowing you comparatively normally - though it's clear she's started this lesson with some prior knowledge. Her tongue caresses you smoothly, whilst she slowly slides your cock in and out of her small mouth, which surrounds you like a warm cocoon. She's slow and measured, but very talented, and her twisting-sucking motion soon works you to your climax. You give her a few second's warning, and Hazel dutifully clamps her dark tan lips around your shaft, as you explode into her hot mouth with exhilaration. You cum, load after load, and it seems to be too much for your little cocksucker. Her cheeks bulge, as she manages to swallow once, but white fluid dribbles out from her lips and down her chin, to drip on the classroom floor.

As Hazel releases you, you hear a girlish voice behind you. "Very good, Hazel, it's clear you've had some experience at this before," says Professor Miyata. "Your strokes were long and sensual, really quite exceptional - and the way you started was very powerful. Most original."

Hazel nods gratefully at the praise, wiping her chin and lips with a paper towel.

"If I could suggest some improvements," continues the teacher, "it's clear you've not overcome your gag reflex, and you're not accustomed to swallowing such a large load - which Mr Samson so expertly supplied."

Hazel nods again. "I... well, I've never let someone cum in my mouth before. But I got so horny, sucking Felix's big dick..."

Kumi smiles in understanding. "Of course, you did very well - and I'm not surprised Felix pushed you beyond your limit. He really is a specimen. Quite... stimulating." She shakes her head, as if emerging from a daydream. "You'll soon get used to the taste of cum, and swallowing copious amounts of it - we are at the University of Sex, after all. As for your gag reflex, don't worry. We'll start to cover it in our next lesson, which will be face-fucking."

The lesson is soon dismissed, though most of your female classmates look rather put out at not getting to suck a real cock. Only Hazel seems truly enthused, positively bouncing out onto the meadow.

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