Anatomy Class

I slinked through the door of the lecture hall, ten minutes late. Third time in a row. My legs were aching from the run between the bus and the campus. I struggled with my soaked jacket and took a seat at the back of the hall, hoping she wouldn't notice. Dr. Edwards never accepted tardiness, and I knew that I had only one shot left, my eyes turned to the podium and were met directly with a glare.

"Late again? This would be your fifth late or absent this semester, Tony.", my stalwart instructor said with a sneer, eyes burning a hole through me, but what eyes they were.

I'd always felt my heart leap a foot or two whenever Dr. Edwards spoke, it was some combination of fear and lust. She was gorgeous for sure. Slight, athletic build, beautiful eyes, and used a combination of scandalously short skirts and vicious authoritarianism to keep all us young men in her classroom in line. It worked.

She adjusted her jacket and continued "If you'd been paying any attention to the course syllabus, you would know that I allow five unexcused absences before disciplinary action is taken, up to and including failing you in this course."

"But...I....my bus...." I stammered, flustered as usual due to both my usual ineptitude when speaking with beautiful women even in the best of times, and watching my academic life flash before my eyes.

"No buts. You know the rules. Come to my office at 5pm and we'll discuss the consequences."

I knew there was no point in fighting, I sat through the rest of the class, unable to concentrate due to the combination of my sure failure, and her cruel habit of dropping her dry erase marker frequently during the lesson.

Five PM rolled around faster than I would have expected it to, but I suppose that's the case as in most execution dates. I swallowed hard and walked to her office, knocking meekly with a heavy sigh, the footsteps came and the door opened.

There she was, small build, auburn hair, almond eyes, it was never her build that you noticed, it was always the eyes. They smoldered with a fire that screamed authority, that demanded respect, beautiful and dangerous.

"Well, looks like you weren't late this time around, Tony. Have a seat." A sadistic smirk crossed her face, relishing in my fear. She knew the power she held over my future, she lorded it over me, anger welling up inside me I breathed deeply and sat down.

"Dr. Edwards," I pleaded "I'm sorry, things have just been very hectic lately and..."

"Stop." She interjected, cutting me off with and outstretched hand. "I don't care, when you signed up for this course, you made an obligation to follow the course outline I handed you. That was our contract and you broke it."

"I need to pass this course, I will do anything. Extra credit work, I'll mow your lawn!" I begged, moving on to the bargaining phase of loss.

Dr. Edwards chuckled to herself a little, her slender hands delicately lifting a pen and pad of paper. "Okay, you know what? Just for fun I think I'll give you a chance, a slim one. You will write a 1000 word essay on one subject we've discussed this semester, and if I see that the work deserves at least an A, I'll allow you to stay in the class. You have 10 minutes." she nonchalantly tosses the pad and pen into my lap, making me jump, "starting now."

"That's impossible! How..." she cuts me off again "10 minutes." gesturing to look at her watch and sitting cross legged on her desk in front of me.

Struggling to think I chose my topic, parsing what I knew of the subject in my mind and developing a skeleton of a thesis, making mental notes of facts relating to the subject, I think I might have something to write, my pen strikes the paper, scratching furiously, near-illegibly, I watch the clock, one minute down, I've got nary a sentence constructed! I breathe deeply and continue, landing my thesis, writing faster than I'd ever written before, hand already cramping as I complete the first paragraph.

I glance at my work, it's coherent, I might be able to do this. Mind racing at lightspeed, I feel high, like on some kind of drug. Two paragraphs down, 7 minutes to go. I've only got about 150 words in and my work is riddled with run-on sentences.

I see motion out of the corner of my eye, Dr. Edwards uncrosses her legs and recrosses them, a flash of pristine white between her legs, my eyes can't help but be drawn to them and away from the paper. She shoots me a look of disdain and I struggle to return to my paper. Shit. I lost my place. What was I writing about? I hear tapping on the desk, Dr. Edwards is impatiently kicking her shoe back and forth against the desk, barely hanging off her foot, my eyes wandering up her tanned, perfectly smooth legs. She knows what she's doing, she knows exactly how this will slow me down. I refocus and continue. 6 minutes left.

I've completely lost all coherency, my hand is throbbing, my thesis has fallen to the wayside...this is hopeless. Dr. Edwards sighs, once again crossing her legs, only now I can see directly up her skirt. White satin barely covering her...I feel myself stirring between the legs, eyes now fixated for what feels like an eternity, I blink hard and look down, struggling with very stroke of the pen to fight the pain in my right hand. 4 minutes and I have barely more than 300 words.

Dr. Edwards lets out a sigh, unbuttoning the top button of her blouse and leaning forward "3 minutes, Tony." Giving me a more than generous view of her breasts, displaying quite clearly that she was not wearing a bra...it's too late for me to control my erection now, it's throbbing, diverting essential blood away from brain, pushing the pad of paper on my lap up. I push it back down and fight to at least write a passable close to my essay, sloppy writing and spelling errors flying about at about 450 words, sealing my doom,

I hear the beep of her watch, I try to finish but she quickly yanks the pad away from me, taking only a cursory glance at my work before sighing. "I expected better from you", she looked up from the pad, shaking her head at me, her eyes traveling down from my face to the bulge in my lap...

"Oh, what's this?" smiling with amusement, "Performance anxiety?" raising her eyebrows.

"Oh that...I'm...uh..." completely at a loss, I stammer, utterly embarrassed, but for some reason remaining harder than I've ever been in my life.

"Let's see it." Dr. Edwards says coldly, crossing her arms.

"No! That's totally....I just...no!" I object loudly

"Unzip of I fail you right now." her face stern, voice insistent.

This is insane, I could never do this. She's my professor! Those are the thoughts that run through my head as I closed my eyes and unzipped my pants, sighing...."Yes, Dr. Edwards"

"Oh, a big boy I see, thick and long. Too bad your brain doesn't seem to match or you wouldn't be in my office right now, would you?." she mockingly joked, my eyes still closed

"Okay, you saw it....can we-"

"No." I grimaced at the word...she continued "I want to see you stroke it."

Knowing that my objections would be falling on deaf ears, I gripped my aching right hand around my shaft, slowly moving it up and down, feeling absolutely dirty, but the undeniable pleasure of the situation overpowering my usual shyness.

"Are you handicapped? Is that how you do it at home? If so I really pity you." Dr. Edwards demanded, "faster. Now."

I stroke faster, my right hand screaming in pain from the soreness, the pleasure overwhelming me, carried away by the moment I move my left hand to join it, both hands furiously jerking at it, growing closer and closer to orgasm

"I'm going to....I can't stop it...." I groan out as the first rushes collide with my brain, losing all awareness, I feel both of my hands yanked away, I look down, Dr. Edwards is kneeling, she wraps a hand around the base of my shaft and squeezes hard with her thumb, my orgasm subsiding, still hard.

"Oh, you didn't know that trick? I think you should do some more readings, it's common knowledge." She lets go of my cock, sitting back up on her desk, legs spread giving me a full view of what she was wearing. White satin thong, noticeably damp.

Still overcome and breathing heavily, I'm not sure if I should run away or ravish her on the desk, my head still foggy...

"Come here," she beckons, "kneel"

I kneel between her legs, looking up at her "It's time for your oral exam" I nod, lunging forward in exuberance, I feel her hands in my hair, yanking me back.

"Not so hasty, Tony. I didn't give you your assignment. I will name out to you places of the female anatomy, and you will point them out with your tongue or hands until I move to the next question, do you understand?" I nod agreeably

Reaching underneath herself and hiking up her skirt, she begins pulling off her thong "The test will begin...." the thong hits the floor. "now."

"Mons pubis." I moved forward, tonguing and teasing right above her shaven sex, hands rubbing and caressing, I hear her moan approvingly...looking up to see her reaction "Eyes on your test!" she sharply rebukes me...."Now, that's good...labia majoris"

I move down running my tongue up and down, tasting her, feeling her wetness, her hips start grinding against me sensually as her moans turn from amused approval to soft pleasure, her breathing quickening with my pace, I tease every inch, every fold, savoring her, I feel her hands now grabbing onto my hair, pulling me in harder, I struggle to breathe but continue, lost in the moment I tongue feverishly.

"Mmmm, sounds like you've studied this at least.....clitoris"

I slide my tongue up and tease delicately around her clit, lashing and dancing my tongue along it, feeling her tense up with every fleeting contact, I set to work with my tongue hard, she gasps out and moans loudly, sharply..."fingers...pussy....now...." she moans

I yank myself away for a moment "is that a clinical term?" before setting back to work "It is now if you want to fucking pass now do it!" she yells between gasps

I lick harder with the broad side of my tongue, sliding two fingers inside and out slowly, she's the wettest I've ever felt a woman. My face and hand are soaked, my tongue and finger pace quickens, her breathing becomes shallow, her moans stop, she's hyperventilating...."G spot....do it...."

I'd never really attempted that, having always been a bit rushed in bed in my inexperience, but I'd heard about it. I curled my fingers upwards and stroked hard as I licked, her hands grabbed hard at my hair, forcing me down on to her, my jaw aching, my hand still cramped, I felt her tense up inside, her whole body stiffening, her breathing stopping in one deep inhalation, holding me against her, remaining perfectly still and tense, able to get an eye upward I see her eyes closed, mouth wide open, she breathes deeply again, letting go, I fall back on my my knees and catch my breath

Breathing heavily, she pulls her blouse over her head, pert, small, but perfect breasts in my view, I stand up and step forward towards her, throbbing, wanting her...I see in her eyes not the authoritarian who menaced me, no intimidation, but pure lust, desire.

Without saying a word I kissed her, hard, her juices still on my mouth, our tongues mingling as I grabbed her leg, propping it up and roughly entering her. She was tight, very tight, we both cried out loudly as I thrust every inch inside, retracting and forcefully entering her again, every thrust bringing a scream from her now, she put her legs in the air, laying on her desk, papers and pens and books scattering all over the floor as I fucked her, the sound of our skin slapping echoing throughout the room

Again and again, I felt myself stretch her, her teeth sinking into my neck as her arms gripped around my shoulders, I lifted her up off the desk, slamming her against the wall, bouncing her small, athletic frame up and down, on and off me as she cried out "Fuck me.....take me....."

I felt her tense up again, squeezing my cock impossibly hard, bringing me closer to my own orgasm, I struggled to hold on, feeling her nails digging into my back, the pain easily outweighed by the overwhelming pleasure. She went limp, I relinquished my grip, she slumped to the ground as I let her down, landing gingerly on her knees

She looked up at me and wasted no time taking me into her mouth, feeling her tongue roll over my shaft and head, I moaned out loudly, closing my eyes, she took every inch, down to the hilt, causing me to throb, she stayed down a moment and withdrew, looking up at me, those eyes still burning as she gasped for breath, sweat beading on the side of her head

she took my hand and lead it to my cock, eyes fixated on mine, mouth half open, breathing heavily, I stroked myself hard, feeling her juices and saliva still on me, lubricating, it didn't take long, I felt the waves come again as she straightened out arching her back, the first stream colliding with her chest, she took me in her mouth again, tasting and swallowing me....eyes still on mine, driving me further over the edge, as I finished she withdrew again, running her tongue over every inch.....

I fell back into the chair, panting, she helped herself up on her desk, grabbing a tissue to clean herself up...looking back at me, I saw her eyes, stern again, full of contempt...

"I'll give you a B-, and I never want to see you in my classroom again...."

Sitting up with a start, I zipped my pants, "Uh, yes, uh, of course Dr. Edwards...." as I left, I took one last look, she was giving me a mischievous smile.