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  Despite his feral demeanor, Zeo eased his finger inside so slowly and gently it was almost a loving gesture. He rotated his hand, clearly getting a good feel, and then his knuckles reappeared one by one. With a delicate touch of her clit, he combed his fingers through her nether hair, took a quick sniff of his damp finger, and made room for the next person.

  Whitt was the second person waiting for a feel. He kept his finger inside for a long moment, not really moving, and cupped Deina’s pubic bone with his other hand.

  “I’ll never get over the springy curls and the smooth interior,” he remarked to Huv, who stood like a naked statue a few paces away.

  Huv grinned in understanding. “All that softness. It’s like humping a hot pillow.”

  Krux chuckled softly while Katra’Ruma bowed close as if she was examining a rare gem.

  “Some races have special trigger spots inside them,” the Duosien remarked levelly. “Do New Earthling women enjoy such things?”

  “Some women find that stimulation against the front wall of the vagina about two or three inches in is intensely pleasurable,” Xindra answered. “There’s a degree of enjoyable sensation along any of the areas that have erectile tissue.”

  The woman carefully reached out and touched Deina’s clit. When she spoke, her voice was without inflection. “And New Earthling females can come from external stimulation alone?”

  “Correct.” Xindra didn’t know what else to say.

  With a regal nod, Katra’Ruma returned to her seat.

  Krux regarded the Duosien quizzically before taking her place. He didn’t speak to the model. Placing one hand on Deina’s thigh as if he’d pin her there, he shoved a finger in with a smooth, hard push. His eyes flickered from Deina’s genitals to the model’s face.

  “Can you take two fingers?” He didn’t so much as twitch a muscle as he waited for her answer.

  “I can if you take it slowly,” Deina said with a lick of her lips. “You have thick fingers.”

  That made him smile, but he moved languidly as he forced another finger in beside the first. He held there for a long moment and then brushed his thumb over the top of her slit as he pulled out. Deina’s legs quivered, and he used the hand on her thigh to give her a small squeeze before he stepped back.

  Spri offered the other woman a friendly wink and proceeded to administer an external examination with all the poise of a trained physician.

  Trett was next, but he only gave a cursory feel on the outside. “New Earthlings do not shave their genital hair?” he asked curiously.

  “Some do,” Xindra explained. “Many feel it heightens sensation and makes oral sex easier if they bare themselves, but others prefer a natural look and find the shaved hair can itch as it re-grows. It’s entirely a matter of personal taste.”

  “Interesting.” He was the last one to return to his seat.

  Deina arranged her legs in a more comfortable position and settled in for the next part of the lecture. It was now Quinn’s turn to talk.

  *

  His wife had done a great job setting the tone of the class, so Quinn just had to pick up where she’d left off. He accepted the laser pointer and moved so that he was standing next to the Allurian male, who was about the same height as he was. A quick glance told him the guy was already in the early stages of arousal, although he wasn’t anywhere near fully erect yet.

  “As you can see,” he began, “Allurian males, like New Earthling males and most others, are larger and more solidly built than the females. While the nipples can be stimulated and individuals may enjoy different erogenous zones, the male pleasure zone is almost entirely based between his legs. We’ll get to the obvious parts in a moment, but first let’s take a look at an internal scan.”

  Xindra focused the scanner on her cousin’s nether regions and stepped out of the way. The image immediately popped up onscreen.

  Checking off points in his head, Quinn started going over semen and testes, the scrotum and prostate, and all the other basic parts of the male anatomy. As far as the internal makeup went, Allurian dicks weren’t much different from his own. The outside, however, was a different matter.

  Xindra removed the scanner, and he waited while Huv sat near the opposite end of the table from Deina. The Allurian shifted so that his buttocks were near the edge and let his legs hang wide.

  “By definition,” Quinn continued, “the majority of the male sexual organs are located on the outside—true for any race. Here at the end you have the glans and the intensely sensitive bit of tissue on the underside.”

  Huv lifted his penis so they could see better.

  “Gentle and repeated handling of this area can lead to orgasm and pre-ejaculatory response, especially when combined with pressure and friction against the corona, this nice collar of tissue here at the head. In Allurian males, the corona is especially hard and pressure sensitive because there’s a ring of cartilage just beneath the nerves and skin. Because of this ring and the internal structure of Allurian females, which we’ll discuss next class, the men of this race almost never take a woman from behind.”

  “It’s excruciating.” Huv cringed as if he were feeling the pain. “I once tried it with an Allurian that way after I watched a movie with a mixed-race couple doing it like that. Let’s just say I was young and stupid. It felt like the whole head of my cock was being crushed, but I had trouble drawing out because of the way her internal projections hooked me. It took what felt like an eternity to wriggle my way free, and I didn’t have any fun in that area again for weeks.”

  Quinn nodded. “As Xindra pointed out earlier, it’s not always the females who have difficulties with sex. Whitt, you’re a fellow Allurian. Just by looking at Huv, what can you tell us about him?”

  The younger man half laughed, half coughed into his hand. “Well, he’s not a virgin.”

  Spri turned to look at him. “How can you tell?”

  “The virgin skin over his glans is missing.” Whitt shrugged as if to say it was obvious, which to him it was.

  Several brows drew down in confusion.

  Quinn elaborated. “Allurians regard the foreskin or prepuce to be the male equivalent of an alien female’s hymen. Due to one vaginal projection in particular, the foreskin is snipped off during the male’s first penetration of an Allurian woman. Fortunately, the female’s lubrication has some analgesic and clotting properties, but the experience is still extremely painful for the male. While the enzymes in her mucus move to the open wound, they do not affect the rest of the penis and aren’t so strong that they deaden sensitivity. For this reason, some Allurian men elect to have this skin surgically removed before having intercourse with a woman of their race.”

  “That’s what I did.” Whitt volunteered the information. “I heard too many horror stories from the other guys.”

  “I didn’t,” Huv put in. “Although I knew what to expect thanks to the other men in my family, my first time was still a disaster. I never thought of myself as a wuss, but I cried that night. It didn’t help that it was my partner’s first time too. She wasn’t a bad person, but she didn’t have any control. I was just glad when it was over.”

  “Didn’t that turn you off from sex?” Pixie dared to speak up. Although her voice was soft, she was clearly interested.

  “It did for a while,” Huv admitted. “I’ve always been lusty, though, and it didn’t take long for me to try again. The second time I slept with a girlfriend I was really into, and we were great together. Pain is just another bad memory. It fades as soon as you get some distance and have better experiences to replace it.”

  “Well put.” Glynn nodded in approval. He’d been so quiet and somber he might have faded into the background if he hadn’t had such a powerful presence.

  “Huv?” Quinn turned to the model to get things moving again. “Why don’t you stroke yourself into a full erection so we can show them your erectile tissue and bridges?”

  The other man nodded and began to handle himself. Althou
gh males had never been his thing, Quinn had to fight to keep his breathing even. You just couldn’t watch another person masturbate without feeling something. In his case, he was starting to feel just aroused enough to look forward to the end of class when he could get his wife alone again.

  “Want some help?” Deina winked at her fellow model.

  Although he was already at half mast on his own, Huv nodded excitedly.

  All attention focused on Deina’s slender hands as she reached out and began to stroke him. She used a gentle twisting motion on every pull and flicked the tip until Huv was good and hard. Her skin looked slightly darker and more golden against his paler tone, but his engorged penis was duskier and more colorful yet. Deina fondled the Allurian a few moments longer than necessary before resuming her previous position.

  Clearing his throat, Quinn resumed the lecture. “If you look here along the length of his penis, you’ll see these darkening red lines, which is the erectile tissue filling with blood. What’s unique to the Allurians are these raised ridges in between. These ridges, actually called Vorex’s power bridges, are tiny pieces of tough, flexible cartilage that link together to form a hard line as the penis rises and grows rigid with blood. These bridges add extra support, respond pleasurably to pressure, and help push the nerves up so that the softer tissue in between becomes hypersensitive to friction.”

  As he looked at the male model, Quinn noticed that Huv was slightly flushed and already beginning to sweat. The man looked ready and willing, but Quinn still offered the right of refusal.

  “Huv, are you good with being touched?”

  “Yes.”

  Quinn invited everyone up again to explore the Allurian. This time it was Whitt who remained seated, no doubt because he had the same equipment himself. Glynn chose to approach, but he only gave the other male a cursory look before stepping to the other side of the table near Deina. He didn’t immediately retake his seat.

  Trett made a longer study before walking away too. Katra’Ruma was far bolder. Looking Huv dead in the eye, she ran her soft hand from the trembling tip of his cock all the way to his balls. Quinn watched a bead of precum pearl on the man’s slit, but the guy didn’t so much as twitch. Spri was far more fascinated with his textures. She rhythmically contracted her hand around his shaft to explore the pressure and resistance before moving on. Next was Krux. The Brachoi maintained an expression of academic interest as he looked over Huv’s genitals, but it was clear he had no intention of touching other males.

  To Quinn’s surprise, Zeo was the only man who opted for hands-on. His hand was bigger than Huv’s as it covered his uplifted stalk. The Nimanian danced his fingertips along several of the hard bridges before sliding his hand closer to the tip.

  “You have bone here, too?” Zeo used his thumb and forefinger to capture the model’s corona.

  “Not true bone,” Quinn corrected, “but cartilage.”

  Both he and Xindra checked Huv’s face to see how he was reacting to being handled by another man. They certainly didn’t expect revulsion since he’d volunteered for this, but they didn’t want him weirded out or uncomfortable. Apparently, they didn’t have to worry. To Quinn’s surprise, his cousin-in-law looked glassy-eyed. Another drop of liquid spilled out of him before he audibly swallowed.

  “If you keep holding me like that,” Huv warned, “I won’t be able to sit still for much longer.”

  Zeo glanced down to where he still cuffed the neck of the other man’s penis. He removed his hand, but not like he was worried or in a hurry. Although Quinn didn’t see any signs of attraction in the Nimanian male, he certainly saw no evidence that the man was put off either. He got the feeling Zeo was free and easy with other males, but not interested in them.

  Pixie came up next. She exchanged a look with Zeo before the Nimanian made room for her. Then she glanced at Huv in question.

  “Go on,” he encouraged her. “You won’t hurt me.”

  His permission seemed to free her, although her hand trembled as she reached for him. Quinn could see her touch remained feather light as she traced the underside of his scrotum. When Huv assured her he was okay with that, she grew bolder and took his shaft in hand. She ran her palm upwards with agonizing slowness and then rounded the end so she could feel the tip.

  “Are Allurian men harder here because of the bridges?” She asked the question tremulously, directing it at Xindra.

  “It’s not about hardness as much as texture,” Xindra explained. “The bridges and reinforced corona make for greater friction against the tongue and lips or against the internal walls of the vagina. The overall pressure inside the erectile tissue makes his penis comparable to that of New Earthling males. The bridges don’t hurt the female at all.”

  This seemed to reassure the girl, who continued to explore the model with more confident hands.

  “Next week you’ll have the opportunity to handle a New Earthling male, and then you can feel the difference.” Quinn didn’t add that he would be that model, but he knew he needed to tread lightly with this student to keep from scaring her off.

  With a final brush against Huv’s balls, Pixie stepped away and went to sit down.

  Quinn clapped his hands. “All right, let’s move on to the intercourse demonstration. When you break it down, the mechanics are quite simple, and New Earthlings and Allurians are the same in this way. The male will insert his hardened penis into the female’s lubricated vagina. Then the two will move their hips in such a way as to slide the penis in and out without the head ever leaving her opening. Sexual responsiveness will increase as they gradually thrust faster and will culminate, when done right, with orgasm for both partners at the same or different times. The male will ejaculate while climaxing, and usually the first few pulses are the most powerful and pleasurable. While still clutching him inside her, the female will experience a similar series of intensely pleasurable muscle contractions around his shaft. Are there any questions?”

  The room remained silent.

  “Good. We’ve positioned the scanner for a full-body view of the live action so you can see both the internal and the external dynamics of coupling. The models will assume more than one position to give you an idea of some of the possibilities. I’d like to emphasize that both of them are clean of any diseases or infections and are on birth control.”

  Quinn turned to the table, where Deina was already arranging herself on her back. Xindra handed Huv a small bottle of lubricant, which he began spreading over his turgid cock. By the look of his partner’s shiny folds, the man probably didn’t need it, but they wanted to ensure this was as easy as possible. Quinn switched on the scanner just as Huv climbed up on the table so that he was kneeling between Deina’s bent legs. The Allurian male lowered himself until his chest nearly touched her erect nipples and looked her in the eye.

  “You okay?” he asked.

  Deina nodded confidently. In fact, she looked eager.

  The whole class got to watch the two in duplicate as the large overhead screen showed a vibrant internal scan of their bodies. Nothing much was happening yet, but the image almost looked like artwork as Huv kissed her lips and began nibbling his way down her neck. When he reached her breast, he bent his head to suckle her like she liked, and they could see her heart beating faster on the screen.

  “Yes,” she murmured.

  Huv’s hand dropped between her legs to rub her, which caused the blood to flow into that area. The models were broadside to the spectators, so they couldn’t see her clit live, but they watched it turn a darker color on the scan. They also saw the exact moment the Allurian male pushed his finger inside her and started to stroke.

  “Ready?” Huv asked the question politely, although he had to be able to tell that she was.

  Setting his cock to her entrance, he began to push. Even Quinn was affected by the harsh moan of the joining couple and the view of the man’s shaft feeding slowly into her slick passage. Perhaps he was more of a voyeur than he’d thought because
he felt blood rush vicariously to his groin as he watched. He had to clear his throat again before he spoke.

  At this point, all Quinn had to do was narrate. “Huv has fully mounted his partner now and is holding still in order to let her adjust to his intrusion.”

  “To the New Earthlings, this is known as the missionary position,” Xindra added. She sounded a little strained. “Allurians simply call this second position.”

  Huv started to thrust, and the only thing audible besides his and Deina’s grunting was the breathing of the other students. Quinn checked to see how Pixie was reacting and was glad to see she had a healthy interest. Before he turned back to the models, he caught the expression on Glynn’s face. The man wore such a look of longing that it was almost painful to see. But what part of this exactly was he yearning for?

  “So they just thrust?” Trett ventured to ask. “They don’t engage in any other movement?”

  Thanks to their research, Quinn understood the man’s surprise. “Not like Ibration males. The man can engage in a circular motion to stir himself inside the female, or he can grind against her, but the natural imperative for these races is to thrust. Huv, can you show us those other motions?”

  Huv’s answer was nearly unintelligible, but he agreed. Tensing his muscles, he began to draw concentric circles with his hips.

  “Ah!” Deina cried out and clutched his buttocks. She seemed to be pulling him closer. “Please.”

  “Come for me,” her partner huffed.

  They could see the sweat dripping down Huv’s spine, but he kept his rhythm steady. Deina strained beneath him, obviously getting close. Just when she started to keen and toss her head, Huv bore down and ground against her. She instantly climaxed.

  “See there.” Quinn used his laser pointer on the screen. “You can see the muscle contractions of her orgasm. The longer and harder she spasms like that, the better her climax.”

  Huv groaned aloud and clenched his teeth. “I’m not going to last much longer.”