I knew he is frustrated, but I couldn't help but think of ways I could... possibly show him what a vagina is. I know he knows the basics, but I'm so horny. Being stressed out tends to make me horny, I mean, what other ways can I do to make myself not stressed?
"Jasper, calm down. It's okay, we'll just... go back to my place to study, alright?" I try, touching his arm lightly.
He sighs, "Damn it. I hate that damn Anatomy professor. Why would he even schedule an Anatomy Practical two days after our four day weekend? It's hardly even a weekend if we have to study that whole time!"
"I know," I say, squeezing my thighs together in an attempt to calm my pulsing pussy.
"Amy, are you okay?" he asks, seeing me stand awkwardly.
I straighten up and hug the textbook harder against my chest, loving the pressure against my hard nipples. "Uh, yeah, I'm alright," I say awkwardly. "Let's just get back to my apartment, alright? We'll study there instead."
He finally agrees, after kicking the lab door and satisfying his anger. We walk to the end of the hallway and exit out the door, to my car. I drive the short distance to my place and open my apartment door.
"No one is here?" he asks, looking around.
"Nah, Wendy went home for thanksgiving and the four day weekend," I respond, closing the door behind him and setting my stuff down on the table.
"Oh," he says, looking around awkwardly.
"I won't bite," I say, "Of course, unless you want me to," I continue before I can stop myself.
My face gets hot instantly and I kick myself mentally for letting my horniness control my behavior. He chuckles awkwardly and takes out his notes.
"So the only thing I don't understand fully is the reproductive system," he says, getting to business.
I sigh inwardly and sit next to him, opening my textbook. I squeeze my thighs together, squirming in place, trying to be discreet about it. It goes unnoticed and Jasper continues to talk and tell me what he knows so far.
"I obviously know that after a man cums inside the woman, the sperm must go through the uterus to reach the ovulated oocyte in the uterine tube," he says, looking at his notes. "But how does it work? Like how do they know where to go, and what kind of reactions happens?"
I squirm in my seat, hating the topic of the study session. Out of all things, he really had to not understand this? Ughhh.
"Okay, well as you know, sperm are known to have proteins called olfactory receptors. The female reproductive tract releases chemical signaling molecules to lead the sperm to them," I explain, squeezing and releasing my thighs to relieve my aching pussy. "Once the sperm reaches the oocyte, they bind to the zona pellucida and undergo the acrosomal reaction, which creates a slit in the zona letting the sperm wiggle inside to get to the oocyte."
He stares at me as if I spoke a language he couldn't understand. I sigh, getting up.
"We'll never get through this," I say, impatient and annoyed that he didn't understand a single thing I just said.
"I'm sorry," he says, "I just don't understand this..."
I stare at him and a sudden thought comes to mind, "Tell me, Jasper, are you a "hands-on" learner?"
"Yes," he replies. "Why?"
I smile seductively, my horny state taking over, "Then... I have an idea," I say, unzipping my sweater.
I pull my t-shirt off, along with my bra, then push my pants and underwear down. I stand naked in front of him and I can see the bulge in his pants grow. I almost moan at the sight of it, but force myself to calm down. I grab his hand and lead him to my bedroom.
"What are you doing, Amy?" he asks.
"Hands-on learning," I reply, scooting up my bed and laying down on my back.
"Get up here, I won't bite," I say, rolling my eyes when he stands at the foot of my bed looking at me.
He climbs on and sits on his foot in front of me. I spread my legs open and smile at his reaction. He stares at my shaved pussy, fascinated.
"Like what you see?" I almost moan out, unable to contain the pleasure of having someone look at me.
"It's... beautiful," he says. "Definitely beats porn."
"Are you just going to stare at it?" I ask, impatiently.
"What am I supposed to do?" he asks.
"Are you saying you've never touched a girl before?"
His face turns red and I start to giggle. "How cute!" I say, laughing.
He shifts, about to turn and walk away, but I sit up holding him back. "Jasper, no, don't leave," I say, almost desperately. "I'll teach you. Don't you want to feel what those porn stars feel?"
He lets me pull him back and I smile. I lay on my back, pulling him with me so that he hovers above me. I pull his head down and kiss him, sticking my tongue into his mouth, flickering my tongue around his tongue. He follows what I do and we kiss for awhile.
I push him away and he stares at me, or more like he stares at my lips, wanting to continue the kiss. I smile, "We have plenty of time for that, Jasper. It's time to move on. Do you want to learn more?"
He nods and licks his lips. I grab his hand and lead it to my breasts.
"Massage them," I instruct him.
He squeezes hard and I moan out. He takes my moan as a good thing and continues squeezing it, his fingers almost digging into my skin. He squeezes my breasts for a while, doing nothing else.
"Jasper, tweak my nipples," I tell him.
He captures my nipple between his finger and thumb and pulls on it, twisting. I moan out in pleasure and arch my back, loving the pain his inexperienced fingers are causing me.
"Ca-Can I suck on it, Amy?" he asks, shyly.
I moan out in pleasure, "Yes, yes! Lick and suck my nipple, Jasper."
His tongue flicks my nipple once, trying to see my reaction. He flicks it again, making my body jump in anticipation. He flicks it a third time and then suddenly sucks my nipple into his mouth, roughly. His teeth graze my nipple and I moan loudly, arching my back and pushing my chest up towards him.
He switches to the other nipple, doing the same thing, and then stares at my hard wet nipples, poking out. He runs his fingers past my nipples, brushing them before kissing them each.
"It's so beautiful," he says.
"There's more, Jasper," I say, "kiss down my stomach, to my pussy. Please," I beg.
He kisses wet trails down to my pussy making me gasp as I wait for the moment when his tongue would touch my aching pussy.
"Do I lick it too?" he asks my pussy, breathing roughly.
"Oh god," I moan, pulling on the edge of my bed, "yes Jasper, please, please lick my pussy. Lick it, suck it, tongue me, and finger fuck me until I cum. Please."
His tongue licks my clitoris tentatively, and I groan in frustration. "Jasper! Please! You can't do anything wrong, please don't make me wait any longer."
"Okay, if it doesn't feel good, I'm sorry," he says before sucking my clitoris into his mouth.
"Oh god!!!" I scream, pushing my hips up.
He licks and sucks my clitoris, then begins to finger me with his inexperienced fingers. The tension of my sexual pleasure rises with each thrust of his fingers, and each lick of his tongue.
"You taste so good, Amy!" he exclaims, before sucking on my clitoris again.
I moan wildly and buck my hips up, desperate for my release.