1. Studying for Anatomy


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Taboo, Author: sillyjenny, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    "Yeah, I guess so." "Hm. Maybe..." he trails off, staring at me. "What?" I ask, feeling self-conscious. "I don't think you would agree to it," he says, still staring at me. "Well tell me, and I'll decide," I say, sitting up straighter. "I was saying, maybe if I used you as the model then it might be easier for you to understand it." "How does that work?" I ask, tilting my head to the side. "You'll see. Here, stand up and come over here." I set my notebook and pencil down and walk over to the side of his desk. "Stand in an anatomical position," he instructs. I stand still, with my arm at my sides, open palm facing front, and toes pointed forward. "Hm. Okay," he muses. He stands up and walks around me and touches my shoulders. "Do you know what these muscles are called?" he asks, trailing his hand up my neck and back down my shoulder. "Uhm," I hold my breath as his touch sends shivers down my body straight between my legs. "Tr- Trapezius?" I stutter. "Mhm. Good. Now what about these?" he trails his hands down to my arm. "What is this bone called?" "Ah... Humerus?" "Okay, so what is the muscles that is on your humerus?" he asks, his breath hitting my neck, creating goosebumps to explode all over my body. "Uh, I- I don't know..." I say, unable to think correctly. "Come on, I went over this in class. You know this." I try to think and it hits me. "Its- its the deltoid?" "Good girl. Now, there are three muscles in the trapezius and the deltoid. I taught this in class, so I'm going ...
    to point it out on your body, and you're going to tell me the name, okay?" "O-okay," I stutter as he trails his hand to my back. He rests his hand near my shoulder blade and presses it. "What is this muscle called?" he asks. "It's... it's called..." "Give me the name of the muscle." "Uhm." He waits patiently as I think. His hand soothingly rubs my back. "I- I think it's called the..." "What is it called Iz?" "Uhm, the... spinotrapezius?" "Ah there it is. Yes. Okay, how about this one?" he asks, moving his hand higher up my back. "I believe... that is called the... acromiotrapezius?" "You're doing good. What about this one?" he asks, moving his hand up to my shoulder, near my neck. "The... clavotrapezius?" "Very good. Okay, now moving on to the deltoids. What is this one?" he asks, moving his hands back to my arm. "The... clavodeltoid?" I ask, unsure. "Uh huh. Okay. This one?" He moves his hand back to my shoulder blade. "Uhm... the... acromiodeltoid?" "This one?" he continues. "The spinodeltoid?" "Okay, now moving on. What is this?" he asks, moving his hand under my arm and circling it to my back. "Uhm, the pectoralis?" "No, this," he says, circling his hand to my breasts, "is the pectoralis." I gasp, in shock, his touch making me wet and horny. "Now, what is this?" he asks, moving his hand under my arm and circling it to my back again. "I- I don't know," I almost moan out. "Why don't you know?" he asks. "I ca- can't think... straight," I say, stuttering. "Oh?" he says. I can ...