“Okay, first of all, lots of girls have a dominant feeling about their genitals. There is nothing wrong with your preference for your penis, it is fine. Secondly, consumption of sperm, especially your own, is completely harmless. I am not saying that it is good for you or that it is bad for you, simply put it is harmless and I don’t know really anything more you can say about it. But Jade, on a personal level if it makes you feel good and it doesn’t harm you then there is no reason to worry about it,” Jade already knew this. She just took a certain dirty thrill is having everyone this she was some sort of genius and a good girl but exposing a little something naughty here in the group which they could not reveal once they left. Kylin was raising her hand again and Andalee called on her.
“I know you can’t like tell a girl’s class by looking at her, but when I think about being with someone… sexually, I always picture them as a B or C-class. Is that normal, like to like some more than others?” All of the girls, including Nikoletta, were nodding as well. This was the question the booklet had told Andalee was most common. The fact that they were all nodding should’ve told the girls the answer already. As a matter of fact, Andalee only ever considered herself with class-B hishes. She had had sex with only two girls in her life and both had been class-B girls. She just loved the way their hard cocks looked, not intimidating like a Class-A
“The literature shows that almost all girls have some preference. Some people choose to be with only one class, other choose to be with two or all but prefer one, other people have no preferences at all. As long as you respect all classes equally, it is totally up to you to decide who you want to be with,” there was almost a palpable sigh of relief when she said this as the girls realized their preferences were natural and not strange fetishes. Finally, Nikoletta had a question.
“Andalee,” she began, “what about you?” Andalee was a bit confused.
“What do you mean?” she asked back. Nikoletta put her elbows together on the table and leaned forward, squeezing her breasts together and exposing her cleavage.
“Well, you keep giving us statistics and telling us what it is like for average girls like us. Each of us different though. So does your dick ever go into your pussy? Do you drink your own cum? Do you like it in the tailpipe? Who do you like to fuck?” Nikoletta asked in quick succession. Andalee was taken aback.
“Nikoletta, I know we are in a confidential place here but that language is inappropriate and those questions are personal,” she explained.
“Come on,” Nikoletta urged, biting her lip, “You think you can tell us about our cocks but you won’t tell us about yours.”
“That’s inappropriate,” Anadalee explained, starting to feel a little bit flustered. This was not how this was supposed to be going. All of the confidence she had built up in the last half hour drained out of her like water down the drain. She didn’t know what to do. Technically, Nikoletta wasn’t crossing any lines, she didn’t want to kick the girl out.
“Andalee,” Jade said, raising her hand. Andalee called on her, hoping the girl would save her, “I know that Nikoletta has a really weird way of getting at things, but I think she might be a little bit right. I mean I realize certain questions are probably unacceptable, but at the same time it would really help to know what it is like to be an adult class-A woman like you. I mean you know the kinds of experiences we are going to have in the future, that kind of perspective can really help.”
Andalee knew that she was now beat. She looked around and saw that all of the girls were nodding in agreement, except for Nikoletta. She was trying hard not to laugh. She had just been trying to get under Andalee’s skin, she didn’t think that anyone else would think it was a good idea. Now the teacher was on the spot for something that she was obviously uncomfortable with.
So the teacher realized that she had two options. She could try to bluff her way through and tell the girls as little as possible. The risk was that she made up something that was untrue and the girls would never trust her again and she would fail in her ultimate goal as a teacher. Her other option was to tell the truth and risk breaking their trust because she hadn’t been honest in the first place. She hung her head and decided to do the right thing.
“Alright girls,” she began, “I haven’t been honest with you from the beginning. I was just hired yesterday and that was because Mrs. Walther retired. She was supposed to be giving you this lecture today. They needed someone with a teaching degree who was ready to start work immediately. That meant me. Unfortunately for you girls I am not a class-A Hish. I am a class-C. I studied up so I could talk to you today, but I cannot share my experiences because I am not Class-A. I have never even seen a Class-A person without their clothes on. I am sorry, if there is anything I can do beyond going into my own experience I would love to help and I am sorry I lied to you, I just didn’t know what else to do.”
The girls were silent for a moment. They were more than a little surprised, and if they were honest with themselves they found that they were a bit turned on. Class-C girls were a bit rare and there was something exotic about them. Beyond that they were talking about their penises when they knew that she really didn’t have the same kind of experience as them, it was enticing.
“I have a cousin who is a Class-C,” Jasmine explained, “When she is ovulating she gets really, really horny. Like she gets embarrassed sometimes later by the things she ovulates. Is that just her or does that happen to you?”
Andalee was a bit surprised, but she shouldn’t have been. Their parents had already discussed sex with them generally and they already knew a bit about their bodies from exploration. Obviously, they would be more interested in hearing the details of the life of a rare and exotic class-C girl. As for any sort of betrayal they felt, they realized she was just doing her job. She was so happy that she hadn’t offended them, that she decided to answer their questions. She felt an instant attachment to these girls. She felt now that they were really good girls and were just honestly interested in learning.
“Well yes that is kind of a feature of being a class-C,” she explained, “Usually for I ovulate at the end of the month, so like a week from now, and when that happens my hormones are completely out of control. As your cousin gets older she will start to get a better control of her actions during this time, but she won’t even get over the feelings,” she explained, feeling freed up by her ability to speak the truth.
“My cousin got caught skinny dipping in the neighbor’s pool a few weeks ago. What’s the craziest thing you ever did?” Jasmine pressed. Andalee thought this was probably crossing the line; it was more gossip than anything of value. However, she was more than a little flattered by the girl’s interest and she found that she was actually quite horny as these five beautiful girls stared at her, leaning forward and hanging on her words. She would have been lying if she said she didn’t notice the way their blouses exposed just a little bit of cleavage, or the way they all crossed their legs to hide their sexual excitement (that is, except for Nikoletta who spread her legs under her chair and showed off her bulge.).
“Well I probably shouldn’t be saying this,” she prefaced it and the girls leaned further, “When I was your age, I wouldn’t wear panties at school and when I was sitting in the lunch room I would spread my legs apart so that if anyone happened to be looking over at me they would see me. No one ever did, thank God. You girls had better not do anything like that either. I could’ve gotten in a lot of trouble. But that’s what I did.”
The girls were excited by this and more questions sprung to their mind, “How many people have you had sex with? Have you ever had sex with a class-A Hish?” Kylin asked. She knew she was crossing the line but she was unbearably horny now, talking about sex for half an hour. Luckily for her, the teacher was more than a bit horny as well.
“I have had two sexual partners in my life. Both were class-B girls,” she explained to them, starting to feel really loose, “the first was when I was a senior in high school. She was a girl in my art class and we dated most of that year and we had sex shortly before graduation. The other one was in the second year of at the teacher’s academy, we met at a bar and had sex once,” she realized as she said the last one that it was probably highly inappropriate but she was now able to completely censor these feelings, not to be bothered by them again. The girls were giggling and by now they were squirming in their seats.
“You said earlier that 95% of class-C girls liked anal stimulation the best,” Kassandra noted, “Does that include you?”
“Yes,” Andalee replied without hesitation, “I have had vaginal sex and I have had my girlcock manipulated and I like them both, but I prefer anal sex and anal masturbation.”
“Your cock is smaller than ours right?” Kylin asked, proud of her own enormous dick which she was trying her best to hide now.
“Probably,” Andalee explained, “My girlcock is very small most of the time and doesn’t get much larger when I am hard.”
“Can we see it?” Nikoletta asked. Andalee turned to the girl who had her arms crossed in front of her chest and a smirk on her face. She was unbearably horny and when she got horny she got even bitchier than normal. Andalee found the idea of exposing herself to the group was exciting.
“I don’t think I should,” she said, in less than convincing tones.
“It would help us get a sense of anatomy,” Jade explained, once again coming to the aid of Nikoletta when she was just trying to be a bitch. This was a less automatic decision for Andalee. She seriously considered all of her options. She walked over to the door and locked it. After all, it was a confidential room.