Professor Remi's Evening Class

You know, this isn't my first rodeo when it comes to sharing a bed with a young guy. I'm well aware of the effect I have on those 20-something sex freaks, hell, I'd jerk off to myself as well if I was one of them. I mean, not to sound narcissistic, but I'm amazing. I work out, I take care of myself, I'm stylish, I'm a damn college professor for fuck's sake. I don't want to settle for some overweight guy who's going through midlife crisis when I can have a young stallion any night of the week. I know there's rumors going around between the teachers, but they'd do the same thing if they could. But they can't, so they have to make do with their used-up dildos and weekly, 2-minute poundings.

Still, I wasn't always like this. It's hard to believe, I know. I must thank my dear friend Cheri for this lifestyle, for she's the one who opened my insecure eyes 20 years ago. Cheri is my best friend who I met at college back in the day. We were both new in town and didn't know anyone, so we used to stick together. I wasn't really sexually active before I moved here, probably because of the community in which I grew up. People were encouraged to find a partner in their 20s, move in together and start a family, real nuclear style. I never felt ready for that, so I avoided any relationship whatsoever.

Cheri on the other hand was always a bit of a wild girl. She isn't the prettiest, but she's limitless when it comes to sex, which is probably why she had every guy on campus inside her at some point or the other. She was okay with being a one-night-stand type of girl because she didn't want any commitment. We'd spend our time between classes drinking coffee and chatting, although it was mostly Cheri bragging about her recent adventure. One day she asked me that dreaded question: "So what's up with you? You fucking anyone?". I was torn between lying to her or telling the truth that I'm still a virgin at 23. Before I could say anything, Cheri's face turned to a slight grin.

"Oh my God... You're still a virgin, aren't you?" she asked me, barely containing her laugh. I felt so embarrassed, I couldn't let out a single word. Cheri had probably noticed how bad I felt, and she hugged me, which made me feel even worse, like she felt sorry for me.

"Okay, okay, listen. We're gonna do something about that," Cheri said silently.

"I mean, you're good looking, you're smart... You can have any guy you want. And I can tell you which ones are good enough for you honey."

The thing is that my virginity has been bugging me for a long time at that moment. I wanted to have sex, at least once, just so I can say I tried it. I guess Cheri noticed that I wasn't against this conversation, so she pushed me a bit further.

"Look, there's Mark! I'm not saying anything, buuut... let's just say I had trouble sitting down the next day."

Mark Williams, a senior student, one of the best-looking guys on the campus. He played basketball for our university's team, so he was extremely well-built. Curly dark hair and broad shoulders, along with arms that I get wet just imagining on my body.

- "I mean, sure, he's amazing, but isn't it a bit weird just asking him to have sex?"

- "Oh honey, you're so sweet. Guys like him don't care about connection. All they want is their dick in your holes. Actually, scratch that. Guys in general don't care about connection, not at this point in their lives at least."

Before I could say anything, Cheri jumped off the bench and ran over to Mark. For what seemed like an eternity, I sat there and looked at her talking to him, then pointing at me. I felt like a piece of meat on a market, but for some reason, I didn't care. I was excited. I saw Cheri coming back to me with a concerned look on her face.

"So? How did it go?" I asked impatiently.

- "Well, he's interested. Or at least he was interested until I told him that you're a virgin."

- "What? You told him I was a virgin? Are you crazy?"

I couldn't believe how she exposed my deepest secret to this random guy in a matter of minutes.

- "Will you shut up and listen? He still wants to fuck you, but... he asked me if I wanted to join you guys." Cheri said and looked at me with a clearly fake concerned look on her face.

I just stared at her, trying to find a suitable thing to say.

"I mean, it makes sense honey. You're clearly not experienced yet and this way I could help you out better. Plus, look at it this way. Losing your virginity with a threesome? That's pretty hot if you ask me."

I couldn't believe this was happening. Finally, I squeezed out a few words.

- "...okay. Sure. Whatever. So, when are we having this damn orgy?"

- "Tonight, at his place. His parents are out of town, so he's got the whole house to himself. And he's got a cool house, I mean it's huge. His parents are..."

Cheri continued yapping, but I zoned out. My whole life is about to change in a couple of hours.

I spent my afternoon getting ready, both physically and mentally. I remember debating whether I should shave my pussy or not. I usually just trimmed it a bit since I hated the feeling of smooth skin down there, but this time someone else is going to see it. Ultimately, I decided to shave it all off. You're not losing your virginity every day, so might as well go crazy. I went into the shower and just stood there, still unsure about all of this.

"Okay Remi, pull yourself together. You're a grown woman for fuck's sake. You're just going to go there, let him slide it inside you, and go home. Not a big deal".

But it was a big deal, it was a huge deal. I was so nervous, I don't even remember shaving my pussy. The worst thing about it was the feeling of guilt, which I felt deep in my stomach. I guess that's what you get for growing up in a conservative town.

Finally, it was 9pm and I heard a knock on my room.

- "Honey, it's me! Let's go!" Cheri yelled from the hallway.

This is it, no turning back now. I got my blonde hair in a bun, put on my make-up carefully, just like in the movies. I picked out my favorite white shirt, a black skirt, and my new stockings, along with my favorite heels.

"Honey, you're going on a booty call, not the red carpet" Cheri teased me as I walked out of my room.

- "Just... shut up and let's get this over with."

- "Oh God, will you lighten up already? Don't you know how many girls around here fantasize about fucking that man? You should be thanking me, really"

- "... thanks, I guess." I replied, still thinking about what's to come.

Mark lived pretty far away so we got a taxi. It was a quiet drive, although I could feel Cheri grinning beside me. How can someone do these things so nonchalantly? It's almost like she doesn't care.

As we approached his house, I couldn't help but notice the decor outside. It was obvious that Mark's family is well off. Cheri rang the doorbell, and there he was. Mark Williams, shirtless and wearing just those typical bootcut y2k jeans.

- "Oh for Christ's sake Mark, couldn't you at least try to put on a nice outfit" Cheri attacked him. Mark didn't really seem to care. He stared at me and introduced himself.

- "Hey, I'm Mark. I mean, it's probably a bit weird saying that now, but I know we haven't really met before"

- "Remi, nice to meet you". For some reason, his presence made me feel calm. I wasn't nervous anymore, not in the slightest.

We walked inside and he showed us to the living room. It was a huge room with dim lights, a lot of plants and a large sofa. There was also a fluffy, brown rug on the ground, which I fell in love with.

- "I see your aesthetic of choice is 70s porn" Cheri teased Mark as she took off her shoes and jacket.

- "Well, it's fitting at least."

I just sat on the couch and tried to seem as calm as possible, probably failing miserably. Mark offered us some wine, which I never decline.

- "So... I don't really know how to start this with three people. I mean, should we chat a bit first?" Mark asked, trying to break the ice.

- "Oh my God Mark, just shut up and take her clothes off" Cheri groaned from across the room. She sat at the bar table, sipping that bottle of wine all by herself, while Mark and I were on the sofa. I felt a wave of warmth rush through my body, feeling dizzy and nauseous. I knew I couldn't chicken out now. This had to be the night I finally lose my virginity; the night I break free and become the woman I am today.

Mark leaned in for a kiss, caressing my hair and pulling me closer to him. His strong arms felt so right around my body, yet I couldn't give in to him completely knowing Cheri is right across the room, looking at me. The weird thing is, I eventually started to like that. I enjoyed the fact that for once, I wasn't seen as just a smart, shy girl but a woman capable of making love. I loved the fact that Cheri is looking at me getting wet on that sofa, being groped and touched all over my body, moaning and practically begging for a hard cock like an animal. I finally returned him a kiss, sucking on his lips and holding his head. I could feel his breath on my face. Imagining his cock getting hard in those jeans because of me, because of my tits, my ass, my face... He asked me if he could take my shirt off, but I wanted to keep it on. Even with this newfound courage, I still felt insecure getting naked. The sounds of wine being poured and my fabric grinding against his skin got etched into my brain, I can still vividly remember how I felt at that moment. He placed me on my back and leaned over me, touching my legs while he kissed me. I could feel his throbbing cock pulsating through his pants, grinding against my thigh.

- "Can I eat your pussy?" Marked asked me gently.

Hearing him being so considerate, asking for my consent before he pushes me further made me feel safe with him.

- "Yes please."

"Good girl...," he moaned as he lowered himself to my underwear.

Cheri was a little too quiet, so I took a glance at her, only to find her sipping on wine and slowly rubbing her pussy, looking at us hump like a bunch of teens.

- "You're doing great honey... enjoy this part, it's my favorite," she said with a soft giggle.

Mark teased my pussy with his fingers over my panties. Oh God have I shaved? Yes, silly me. Relax, it's fine. Oh no, does he smell anything weird? How does my pussy taste? All those thoughts ran through my head as he stretched and rubbed my swollen lips, teasing me for what seemed hours. Finally, he moved my panties to the side and gave my pussy a firm, wet lick from the bottom of my lips to my clit. I let out a scream and grabbed his curly hair. I never felt anything quite like it. His warm, wet tongue rubbing against my swollen clit, flicking it, taking it in his mouth every now and again just to tease me even harder. Fuck, I can feel my panties getting soaked just writing these lines. Him eating my pussy all went by in a haze, mixed with images of his face drenched with my grool and Cheri playing with her pussy at the bar. As I felt my orgasm coming closer, I grabbed his hair and pushed him into me. This shy girl is long gone. New Remi was born, the one who has no guilt, no moral constraints anymore. My legs quivered uncontrollably as I gripped his hair and a pillow to my right.

- "FUCK, DON'T STOP," a primal scream echoed through his house.

Hearing me say that made him go even harder. I locked my legs around his head and started shaking. I never came so hard in my life. Years of gently playing with myself and I've never felt an orgasm like this one.

- "Yesss Remi, ride his face," Cheri's voice ripped through this filthy dream.

- "This night is about you. Whatever you want, we'll try it out," Mark said, looking up at me with his wet and tired face.

I never thought about my fetishes, not voluntarily at least.

- "I don't know... just... let's keep doing this."

- "Mark, lay down on that carpet, let my girl ride your pretty face," Cheri orchestrated our next act while fingering herself on that throne.

We got down on that fluffy carpet and Mark told me to sit on him. I was afraid I'd hurt him, but he made me lower myself completely. His tongue making a mess of my bald pussy made me go feral... I started humping his face even harder, moaning with each thrust, spreading my legs even more just so I can lower myself even further. I looked at Mark to check on him, but he was too busy getting soaked by my pussy. I didn't cum this time, but it felt amazing. I knew what I wanted now.

- "Mark... I want you inside me."

- "Finally! Fuck her good Mark!"

He rolled me on my stomach and told me to get on my knees. Feeling that fluffy material between my fingers and toes felt strangely erotic. While I waited for him to get into position, I felt my grool sliding down my leg.

- "I want you take it all baby... can you do that for me?"

Mark whispered in my ear as he groped my tits and slid his wet cock over my pussy lips.

- "Yes daddy."

Where did this come from? I never knew I had a thing for that, yet there I was, begging for "daddy" Mark to fill my needy pussy.

Finally, it happened. I heard numerous stories of how losing one's virginity is a painful experience, yet to me it felt just right. I was worried if we're doing it correctly, but that thought was quickly out of my head as Mark's veiny cock stretched my wet walls with each thrust. I could feel his balls slapping my lips from behind, his hands holding and squeezing my ass. At that moment, I saw Cheri in front of me, completely naked, smiling.

- "You're taking that dick so well honey. I'm so proud of my girl... seems only fair you give me a thank you gift," she said as she lowered down to me for a kiss. My cute bun was long undone, with my hair getting stuck on my sweaty, tired face. I couldn't think straight and I started kissing Cheri while Mark filled my pussy from behind.

- "I've got an idea...," Cheri walked away and came back with a chair. She sat on it right in front of me, shoving her hairy pussy straight into my face.

- "You've got to learn both roles honey... be a good girl and eat my pussy."

I heard Mark laugh from behind.

- "What a dirty slut you are Cheri!"

- "Oh, look who's talking, mister I-fucked-every-cheerleader-in-the-ass."

- "They loved it and you know it... hell, you loved it too."

Cheri blew Mark a kiss and gently took my head, pulled herself closer to me and groaned as I started slurping on those hairy, wet lips. This all felt like some cheap, old porno movie, but it made me feel even hotter.

I could feel Mark picking up speed, which I presumed meant he's about to cum.

- "Ugh... whe-...where do you want me to cum?"

- "Creampie that virgin pussy... such a good slut needs a good first experience," Cheri said as she grabbed my hair and pulled on it.

And there it was... Mark moaned and grabbed my ass, his cock pulsating. I could feel warm splashes inside of me, making a mess of my little cunt. Mark stayed inside of me for a bit longer, moaning and trying to catch his breath. As he pulled out his limp penis out of me, I felt his cum slowly drip out...

- "Want a taste?" Mark asked me while taking some of it by rubbing my pussy.

"Sure daddy."

Cheri finally let go of my hair, patting my head as a sign of eating her pussy like a real good slut. Mark came to me and shoved his cum-stained finger in my mouth. I sucked on it and ate that cum before I collapsed on that carpet. I just laid there, not moving, not thinking... just existing and trying to make sense of it all.

- "Cheri, she's gonna mess up my carpet, tell her to get up!"

- "Can you shut up, God. You've always been such an idiot, you know that?"

Their voices mixed in the background, echoing in my mind as I struggled to catch breath. This was amazing. It was humiliating, intense and painful... but it was the most pleasurable evening of my life. This wasn't the last time I went to Mark's. Sometimes I'd go alone, sometimes Cheri would join me. Over the course of the year, I tried out everything that's out there, and that shaped me into the person I am today. A confident woman who knows what she wants and won't settle for anything else... especially not a limp, weak dick. Cheri and I are still friends, and funnily enough she is also a professor at this college. We haven't had any fun lately, but after writing this I may hit her up. I reckon her husband would love a sweet, little threesome.