10 October 2010

The Class

"I thought there'd be more signed up," smiled the instructor as she entered the room, "seeing as the class in entitled 'Sexuality in the 21st Century'. But, this could be interesting, especially since there are no boys to worry about." The emphasis on 'boys' was as if the entire gender was somehow dirty and wrong... icky.

The three female students laughed.

"Well, ladies," she continued, "this is a class about sex and sexuality. If you feel you are too... fragile... to be taking this class, then you shouldn't have signed up. You're here and I'm here, so we might as well get on with it."

The students laughed again.

"Alright, then. How many of you are virgins?"

The laughter dwindled to a giggle, but no one raised their hand.

"Good. I can skip the 'birds and bees' portion of my lecture. So, how many of you are curious about sex with another woman?"

The tone of the room suddenly changed to serious as all three girls raised their hands, though one was a bit hesitant.

The instructor smiled. "Are you sure, or are you just going along with the class?"

"I'm sure. I'm just a little shy about admitting it."

"I understand. However, you needn't be shy about anything in this class. Alright? So tell me ladies, was it the freedom of college, being away from home, that fired your Sapphic questionings? Or have you had a wonder about other women from an earlier age? Little Miss Shy can go first."

"Well..." she blushed. "My name is Amy, by the way. I think I've always been curious about other women. I mean, after phys ed class, in the showers, I'd get all tingly and warm seeing all the other girls naked and soapy. I tried to date boys, but could never really feel like any boy was... right. Y'know?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do know. Girls are indoctrinated from the time we're little to want the big weddings, to want the right man, to want to have children. And when we don't connect with that indoctrination, we feel we're out of touch or wrong in some way. And you, when did this start for you?"

"Hi. I'm Sarah. My wondering about other women didn't start with coming to school. I have older brothers..."

The instructor smiled. "You wanted to be like your older brothers and date pretty girls?"

"Not exactly. I did spy once my brother Sean and his girlfriend having sex. I was 10 and though it was gross. But it was my other brother's porn collection that made me... aware, I guess is the best term, that two women could have sex together. It absolutely fascinated me. And, like Amy, showering after sport class would literally make my head swim."

"I see. And you?" pointing to the third girl.

"I'm Gina. To be honest, I don't know when my curiosity started. Hearing Amy and Sarah, made me think back. I can't say that I've always been curious, but I don't really think it's recent, either. Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry for, Gina. Your answer is honest and truthful. So, have any of you acted on your curiosity?"

Amy and Sarah raised their hands. Gina sheepishly smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

"Don't feel like an outcast, or that there's suddenly the weight of the world pressuring you to follow through on your curiosity, Gina. Some women go though their entire lives without ever acting on their curiosity, without a single regret. Have you ever masturbated thinking of other women?"

"Yes," Gina replied.

"Do you masturbate thinking of boys?"

"Yes, but, honestly, not as much."

"Were your orgasms better thinking of women?"

"I feel a bit like I'm in the dock here..."

The instructor smiled. "Sorry, Gina, that's not what I meant. Amy and Sarah are also going to answer questions that might seem a bit personal, as well. But, if you're not comfortable answering just yet, we can come back."

"It's ok. You see, it's not who I think about that is as important as... I don't know how to put this... I might as well just come out and say it. My better orgasms are when I'm in a situation where I might get caught... the public loo, on the train, in a changing room... and I fantasize about getting caught. It's usually women around, so that's who'd catch me. I feel like such a slut now."

"I absolutely detest that word. You're not a slut, Gina. You're a woman exploring her sexuality, that's all. As a matter of fact, I truly detest any derogatory word relating to women and sex. 'Slut', 'Whore', 'Cunt', 'Bitch'... and the list goes on. These words are meant to hurt us, to... to make our sexuality in some way dirty or wrong... or cheap. I'll not have those terms used for any of you in this class, understand?"

The students nodded their agreement.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to be preachy. I just have a very strong aversion to anything that would make a woman feel wrong about her own sexuality. There's no way of knowing what you will like or how to even go about it unless you try. Too many women have too many self esteem issues that are rooted in sex. We're all sexual animals. Sex is how we all got here. There really isn't anything any of us, together or on our own, could imagine sexually that hasn't already been done before. Just because it may not be something I would want to do, or would not enjoy doing, doesn't make that something wrong. It just makes it something I wouldn't do. I don't like anal sex. I tried it and all it did for me was hurt. I tried it a second time, thinking it might have been me or I was doing it wrong... it still hurt. I haven't done it since. I have absolutely no problem with anyone else enjoying anal sex. It's just not for me. On the other hand, I do enjoy group sex that includes two or three men depositing their spunk on my tits, neck and face. With another woman, or women, to help clean me up... that can go in all sorts of fun and interesting ways."

The students laughed.

"And, Gina, masturbating with the idea, or fantasy, or, even possible hope, of being caught is a very common fantasy. I know I've often had that fantasy. Amy? Sarah? Either of you masturbate in a situation where you might get caught?"

"It heightens the intensity for me sometimes," smiled Amy.

"I've actually worn one of those butterfly vibes in other classes," confessed Sarah.

"Really? How wonderful! Any chance you might have it on today?" smiled the instructor.

"Sorry, no."

"Too bad. You will bring it along sometime for us, won't you?"

"If you'd like."

"Yes..." The instructor looked up to the wall clock and saw she still had over an hour for her class time. "So, Amy, Sarah, when did you first have sex with another woman?"

Amy and Sarah looked at each other and Sarah decided to answer first. "It was because my boyfriend at the time kept pressuring me to have a threesome with another girl."

"Yes," stated the instructor, "that's a very common scenario. Was it some one you knew?"

"We both knew her, but, as it turned out, he actually fancied her quite a bit. At first, I agreed just to please him. It wasn't until just before it happened that I realized I was looking forward to it as much, if not more, than he was. Neither one of us continued to date him after, though. To be honest, she and I dated for a while after. She hasn't dated men since, though I have."

"So you'd consider yourself bisexual, then?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Alright. Amy?"

"She was a friend who worked at the record shop. We enjoyed a lot of the same music, but because she worked in the shop, she had all the CDs of a few different bands I liked. She invited me to her place to have a listen."

"Did you seduce her, or did she seduce you?"

"She was a few years older than me, far more experienced. I've always looked at it as it just happened. I hadn't planned it. If there was any seduction, she was the seductress, though, I was a very willing participant."

"Have you ever had sex with a man?"

"Yes. Before and after. But I've also been with other women since, too. I don't quite know if I'm bisexual, though. I haven't really put a label to it. It's the person that interests me, not so much their gender. Does that make sense?"

"Yes, actually, it makes perfect sense. Have you ever had an experience like Sarah's, a man and a woman together?"

"No. Not yet. It's always been one or the other."

"You said 'not yet'. Is this something you'd like to try?"

"Yes, I would. It just hasn't been an issue or topic approached by any one I've been with. If it's to happen, it will."

"That's a very healthy attitude toward the subject, to which I strongly agree. Why don't we take a little break, say... ten minutes? If any of you are feeling the need to masturbate in the loo, you might just want to wait a little..."

All three girls, including Gina, laughed and exited the classroom.