Tough Interview with a Female Student Excelling in Sex Education

She walks into the room like she owns it, a sly smirk on her lips as she drops her bag. ‘So, you wanted to interview me about sexual science? Let’s make it practical.’ She leans over the desk, her blouse gaping open, revealing a black lace bra. ‘I’ve studied everything—anatomy, arousal, the way a woman’s body responds when you touch her just right.’ She takes my hand and places it on her thigh, her skin hot. ‘First lesson: the clitoris has over 8,000 nerve endings. Want to find mine?’ She guides my fingers up her skirt, her breath hitching as I press against her damp panties. ‘Good. Now, let’s talk about lubrication and friction.’ She unbuttons her jeans, pushes them down, and straddles my lap. ‘I’ve been researching the G-spot for weeks. I need a subject.’ She grinds against me, her voice a husky whisper. ‘The pelvic floor muscles contract during orgasm. I can feel yours twitching. Let me demonstrate.’ She sinks onto me, a moan escaping her lips. ‘This is the practical part of the interview. You’re going to help me with my thesis on multiple orgasms.’ She rides me hard, her nails digging into my shoulders, her body trembling as she comes. ‘Now, it’s your turn. I want to study ejaculation control.’ She drops to her knees, takes me in her mouth, and I lose all sense of time and space.