4 comments/ 33476 views/ 6 favorites Revealing Rhidi By: hairysurfer Rhidi was probably the most beautiful student in the class. She was 21 years old, but could easily pass for a teenager. At five foot six, she was slim and lithe, with long, silky black hair that hung thick and luxurious around her shoulders -- just like many other pretty Indian girls of her age - but her breasts seemed barely formed. They were just slight mounds really; and courtesy of Deepa, one of her best friends who couldn't keep a secret, all of the boys had learned long ago that she wore extra padded bras to cover her embarrassment. To their knowledge, she had never had a regular boyfriend and there had been much discussion amongst her classmates Sood, Ravi, Reddy and Suraj about whether she was also still a virgin. In fact they were obsessed by her. Ravi in particular was fascinated by the thick growth of hair under her arms and evidence of coarse stubble on her legs, from occasions when she had forgotten to shave. From his limited experience, based mainly on having seen his mother in the shower some years ago, this suggested that she may indeed by quite hairy elsewhere on her body. It was an idea which excited him greatly. But no-one they knew had ever been with her, which only fuelled her mysticism and the speculation about what she might look like if they ever had the opportunity to see her totally naked. One thing they did know, however, was that she was struggling with her studies. They were all third year medical school students -- and this was a critical year. To fail any module now would be disastrous. Their principle tutor, Mr Joshi, had made this quite clear. He had also made no pretence of the fact that Rhidi was his favourite. At every opportunity he turned to her to answer questions and frequently asked her to stay behind after class to receive some extra help with her essays, or to lend her a book. On one such evening, just as Rhidi was packing her bag to leave, Mr Joshi asked his usual question: "Would you like a little extra help tonight Rhidi?" "No, not tonight thanks Sir, I have to get home early." "That's a real shame," he replied, almost annoyed; then quickly changed his tone as is if some new thought were occurring to him. "I think maybe if you were to change your mind, then..." "Change my mind?" She said inquisitively. "Well...err...how about if I could tell you a way of guaranteeing a pass in this module -- I mean with no chance of failure." "Hey? How would that be?" "I could help you." "You do already Sir, but I'm still finding it all very hard." "I know. What I'm suggesting is that I could be a little more lenient with the marking." "I don't understand?" "Well, I could make sure you pass if you were to, shall we say, help me with something." "You mean...cheat?" "I would never use that word. But you do need to pass this module to stay in the school. And quite frankly Rhidi, I don't think with your current level of grades you're likely to." "So what are you suggesting? What is it that you want me to help you with?" "Actually it's quite delicate." Rhidi was starting to get a really bad feeling deep down in the pit of her stomach. Whatever it was he wanted, this whole conversation was taking a very strange turn. "What exactly do you mean Mr Joshi?" "Well, err, it's like this. I want to ask you to do something quite simple for me really...it would be so very easy for you..." Mr Joshi was starting to sound nervous. His usually clear, strong, deep voice was now noticeably raised several pitches higher, and Rhidi was becoming very suspicious. "You're not meaning..." Ridhi struggled with the form of words just in case she had it all wrong. She knew of course that he fancied her, but never expected for one minute that he would try to ask her out - for one thing he was nearly twenty years older and married with a family "...a...a date?" she said finally. "Good heavens child, no. It's nothing like that. How could you think that?" "I sorry," she said, "I'm so sorry if I have embarrassed you." She turned away as if trying to be invisible, she had really overstepped herself. "That's OK. We'll forget all about it, though I cannot deny you are a very pretty girl. But before I tell you want I have in mind, you must promise to keep this to yourself." "I will of course." She said immediately, almost without thinking and keen to recover the situation as quickly as possible - having made such an ass of herself. "And you must promise to do exactly what I tell you." "I will Mr Joshi." "OK then, here it is." He paused for a long moment and looked down over her body as he considered how best to phrase his proposition. Maybe he should just come out with it. Having just allowed herself to relax, after thinking that maybe he wanted to go out with her, she was totally unprepared for his next words. "I want you to see you naked Rhidi." Her mouth dropped open, but no words came out. No, that could not possibly be what he had said. She stared at him a moment as if trying to probe his mind." "Pardon me?" "I want to look at your breasts and I want to see between your legs. You're such a beautiful girl, and I also think, from the occasional glimpses I've had of your arms and legs, that you're probably quite hairy." Rhidi continued to stare at him, eyes wide, mouth gaping. "It's a simple thing Rhidi. I'm not asking for sex or anything like that. It's not illegal -- you're over 21. I love hairy women and I think most likely that you are a very hairy girl." "Err..." she was lost for words. "I just want to look at the secret, private, hairy parts of your young body. You are hairy aren't you?" "Err..." "You promised to co-operate with me remember?" "Err yes...I did." "Please tell me, are you very hairy down there?" Joshi gazed down at her crotch in anticipation of the answer he was so certain he must hear. Rhidi slowly nodded her response. "Is that a yes?" "Yes." "A little, or very?" She nodded again. "I want to hear you tell me from your own lips Rhidi." "I am very hairy down there." "Where exactly? Say the words." "My...vagina..." "Anywhere else Rhidi?" "and, my b...bottom..." "Mm, I knew it! Well all you need to do, for me to pass you through this module, is go and lock that door ...and show me." "Seriously?" "Yes. That's all there is to it. I told you it would be easy. You just have to pull down your panties and spread open your legs for a few moments while I look at you." Rhidi turned towards the door, which still lay half open from the dash of students at the end of class. "Just lock it and come back to my desk here." For a moment she was tempted to flea straight out... "You can't leave now - remember how you need that high pass mark!" he called after her. She was indeed on the point of leaving... but two things stopped her. One: she desperately needed to stay in school -- there was no way on earth she could go back to her parents and tell them she had failed the term -- and two: this was almost her own fantasy coming to life. Most nights as she lay in bed touching herself, she created fantasy scenarios about men looking at her and making her do obscene things. It was the one thing that was guaranteed to make her cum. But never in a million years had she imagined that she might actually let such a thing happen to her for real -- especially not with one of her balding, middle aged tutors! Could she do it? Could she really make herself undress in front of Mr Josh and then open her legs for him? There was only one way to find out. With that final thought in her mind, she closed the door and flipped the lock, then turned around to face Mr Joshi - whose gazed had clearly been transfixed on her bottom and was now resting on her crotch. He looked up in anticipation. "Well?" "OK," she said. "I'll show myself to you." "You will spread your legs and let me see your hairy vagina?" "Yes." "...and show me your bottom?" "Yes" "and what lies in between your cheeks?" She hesitated a moment...she had not long since been to the toilet and in India that meant no toilet paper for wiping, just splashing some water over your private parts with your left hand. She knew she was not very clean. "Maybe, we'll see." "You must agree Rhidi." "And what do I get in return?" "I will see that you pass your module." "I will show you my bottom, only if you promise to give me at least a 'B'. Maybe an 'A' would be just a little too suspicious," she said as an after-thought. "Absolutely; a 'B' grade it is. But only if your spread open you buttocks and show me your anus." She looked straight at him for a moment and then finally lowered her gaze. "We're all agreed then," he said. " Now comes the bit where you work for you grades." "What do you want me to do, I mean how do you want me to, err show you?" "Well for starters, how about you climb up on this desk and lift up your skirt so I can see what kind of panties you wear." It was a soft start. Rhidi walked back into the centre of the class room and stepped carefully stepped up onto the desktop in front of Mr Josh, using a chair that he thoughtfully placed in position. She could feel herself trembling. For a moment, he thought he caught a whiff of something fishy; her crotch was now positioned directly in front of his face. "Flip off your shoes so that I can see your feet." She did as she was told and dropped her shoes down onto the floor. "That's that's better." He studied them for a few moments. Rhidi's feet were extremely light coloured and very smooth. But higher up it was a different story. His gaze was soon drawn from the creaminess of her ankles to the gradual appearance of a slight stubble on her lower legs. "You really are quite hairy aren't you? How often do you shave these?" "Every two or three days. Do you actually like it? I thought all men liked nice smooth legs?" "Not me. I like a girl to be all natural. Can I feel the stubble?" "I suppose." Joshi gently stroked the tip of his fingers over the three-millimeter long, thick black hairs and shuddered with delight. I just love this. I can only imagine what it must be like higher up!" "Yes I bet you can," said Rhidi, legs tight closed, her hands fumbling with the hem of her knee-length skirt to keep it close around her thighs. "You're really quite a dirty old man aren't you!" "Well, we'll see soon find out won't we. How about you stop hiding yourself behind that pretty skirt. Lift it up for me and show me your knickers. I want to see the shape of your pubic mound and what kind of bulge you have around your vagina." Rhidi had never exposed herself like this to anyone before. It was the most demeaning thing she could imagine -- and yet, amazingly, she was feeling a rush of adrenalin and excitement. With her eyes looking straight down at her feet, not once daring to meet the gaze of her tutor, she ever so slowly began to lift up her skirt. For Joshi, it was like a fantasy dream come true. He had imagined this moment so many times in his mind as he masturbated in the privacy of his study; usually within minutes of her leaving from one of his normal tutorials with. Only this time she was doing it for real. For the first time ever he was now looking above her knees, at the smooth wheatish coloured flesh of her thighs; and then suddenly, he had his first tantalizing glimpse of her under clothes -- a slight bulge of coloured fabric nestling between the tops of her thighs. "Lift it higher!" he demanded. "Please no, I cannot. I am not neat." "What do you mean?" "I have not sh..." "Not what?" "Done my bikini line." "Show me." "No, it is embarrassing." "You promised me Rhidi." "Yes I know...Ok, just a little more then." She started to lift up her skirt once more and Joshi was immediately aware of the source of her embarrassment. His eyes widened at the sight which greeted him, accompanied by a loud gasp of amazement. The surprisingly light colour of her legs, right at the point where they disappeared under the hem of her panties, suddenly morphed into a band of grayish brown creases, quite coarse in texture and dotted with thick, wiry, black stubble which in some places was broken right down at the root. It was plain to see that these hair follicles, which appeared everywhere around the creases at the top her legs were very pronounced and slightly angry from all the friction. A ragged spray of curly pubic hairs, fanned out in several places along the edges of her panty-legs. Rhidi was indeed very hairy. "Wow! Wow! You're more hairy than I dared even to imagine!" Joshi started to lean in towards her. "What are you doing?" Rhidi instinctively tried to bend backwards away from him but she felt herself becoming unbalanced. "Sniffing you. You don't mind do you?" "Err, that's disgusting. How can you?" "I want to smell your womanly smells Rhidi." "But that's so gross. I'm not clean, please don't. Get away from me." "Just stand still, there's a good girl. It won't hurt. I just want to catch a whiff of you." As he inhaled her smell, he immediately released why she had flinched so quickly. "Oh my!" The smell of her crotch was really quite powerful, not just the slightly musky odour which he had expected, but a heady cocktail of stale piss, ripe fish and genital sweat all mixed up together. "Your ...fanny absolutely stinks Rhidi!" "I'm so sorry. Please don't, I'm so ashamed." "But I love it. Your vagina smells so amazing to me! Please don't be embarrassed by it." Joshi positioned his nose at the centre of the "Y" of her crotch, only an inch away from the hidden slit of her vaginal opening, and for several minutes he inhaled her smells as deeply as he could. "Open your legs for me a little Rhidi." "No." "Please? I just want a little more of your smell to leak out." "No, please, no, I can't - get away from me!" "I won't touch you I promise. Please Rhidi, just open them slightly, just a tiny bit." "Ok, just an inch then, but keep well back." As Joshi stood transfixed, eyes locked on the bulge of damp fabric trapped between the tops of her thighs, Rhidi shuffled her feet slightly and immediately the gusset of her panties fell free. He leisurely studied the newly opened space below her crotch, the ample bulge of her genitalia filling the damp gusset of her panties, which now hung feely between her legs. It was surrounded on all sides by a fringe of unruly curly black hairs. All at once his senses were overwhelmed by the stench of her genitals and he recoiled slightly. "Ugh, wow, that's..." "Get away from me ..." Rhidi immediately clamped her legs tight shut again. A sudden knock at the door stunned them both into silence. Rhidi immediately let go the hem of her dress and froze like a statue. Joshi stared intently at the door as if trying to see right though it -- fear and panic in his eyes. "Who, who is it?" he stammered. "It's just us Sir, Sood, Ravi, Reddy and Suraj -- from your class." "Err...what is it you want?" "We want to come in." "No, not possible. Go away, I'm busy." "We know what you're doing in there Sir. We've been watching you both through a gap in the curtains. Reddy here even has a photo. If you don't let us in immediately then it will be posted on Facebook within the next five minutes and your job as teacher here will be finished five minutes after that!" The worst possible thing had happened; the humiliation and shame would destroy him. He thought quickly. "Ok, Ok, I'm coming. Don't do anything you might regret." "I think you already did that Sir. Now please open this door." "No Mr Joshi! You mustn't. You cannot let them in here!" implored Rhidi. "I have no choice, they will tell everyone what has been happening. You will be expelled from school and I will lose my job -- and my career." He crossed the room and unlocked the door. The four young men immediately filed in and locked it again behind them. "We won't be any trouble Sir. We just want to sit and watch, said Suraj smiling up at Rhidi - who was still standing bolt upright on the desk, smoothing down her skirt. They calmly walked up to the front of the class room and seated themselves in a close semi circle around Joshi's desk. "Carry on Sir. Make her strip off for us." "You promise you won't say anything about this? No photos on Facebook?" "Absolutely our secret Sir. You have our word." "No, no, you can't make me do this! That wasn't the deal!" "I'm so sorry Rhidi but they're right," said Joshi. "I'm afraid you have no choice." Then turning to his new audience with a new found relish in his voice: "OK then boys, let's treat this like anatomy class. Where shall we start? Which part of this beautiful woman's anatomy would you like to see first?" Rhidi slumped down on the desk, put her hands to her face started to cry. "Show us your little titties," suggested Ravi. "Yes," added Joshi, "I for one am intrigued. Presumably you have the nipples of a women even though you have only tiny little breasts?" Rhidi wasn't wearing her padded bra today -- it was too hot and uncomfortable - so the flatness of her chest was clearly evident. She immediately crossed her arms over her chest as if to hide herself. "No good doing that Rhidi," said Sood, "we all know you're flat-chested." Several minutes passed and they urged her again. "No please, don't make me do that." She turned to her tutor: "Please Mr Joshi, don't let them make me do this, please, I beg you..." "I'm sorry Rhidi. I want to say no, but..." "But we'll report him to the Principal for sure and he knows it," interrupted Reddy. "Get your tits out for us Rhidi or I'll just press this button here," he held up his camera phone to show the image of her lifting up her skirt in front of Joshi. "I don't care," said Rhidi. "He can lose his job for all I care." "I'll just press 'send' then shall I?" "No! Stop!" shouted Joshi. "Don't do that. Let me talk to her..." "Get on with it Sir, be quick!" He turned round to face Rhidi and said: "Please, just do as they ask. Open up your blouse for us and show us your breasts. If you don't..." he thought for a moment, "then I will mark you down to an 'E' grade and make sure that you never get to sit the final exams!" "You can't! That's not the agreement!" "Well the deal's just changed," he said. "Start undressing right now or you will be leaving this school in disgrace." "I will tell the Principal, I will tell my parents! You will be fired!" "I don't think so young lady. Remember your friend Deepa? She tried that last year..." "What! You did the same to her?" He nodded. "But she ran off to the Principal." "I can't believe it," said Rhidi. "Well neither did he as a matter of fact, my word against hers. And maybe you remember she got held back -- had to retake the whole year." "That was your doing?" Joshi nodded again. "Now do as these boys tell you." Reddy put his camera back in his pocket. "Better do what Mr Joshi says Rhidi, or you'll be history!" All the men directed their gaze at Rhidi. "Get them out girl," repeated Ravi. The room fell silent for several moments. She nodded slowly and climbed down off the desk. Utterly resigned to her predicament, head bowed low to avoid their stares, she unfolded her arms and started to unbutton her blouse. "Open it right up and show us what you have." Still without looking up, Rhidi calmly opened the front of her blouse to reveal her breasts. "Please don't laugh at me..." she sobbed. They were indeed tiny. Only slight mounds really, like you might find on a pre-pubescent girl; but her nipples were something else. All five men instinctively leaned forward for a closer look. Rhidi's nipples were extremely dark and quite pointed -- almost three quarters of an inch in length -- and surrounded by large, well defined circles of mottled brown skin -- maybe an inch in diameter. But the real surprise was not the size of her nipples, but the very prominent pimples around the edges, around a dozen or fifteen on both of her areolas, from each of which sprang a single black hair. Revealing Rhidi "Those are amazing Ridhi! Who would have guessed you had such hairy little titties!" said Ravi. "How about you pull on those ugly embarrassing hairs for us -- show us how long they are." "No," she shook her head. "Let me do it then," offered Ravi. He started to get up from his chair. "No! Get back." "Ok then, you do it." Rhidi reached across her chest and carefully pinched at one of the hair follicles. She then drew it out to its full length until it was shiny and taught and straining -- distorting the massive pimple at its root. At full stretch, Rhidi's thick, wiry nipple hair was over two inches long. In truth it was something she enjoyed doing, especially when masturbating. "Here," she offered. Can you see it?" "Wow, so big. You're one hairy bitch!" said Reddy, pulling out his camera phone again. "Hold still while I photograph your hairy nipples." "Get away! Get away from me!" "Hold her still guys while I film her tits." Ravi, Sood and Suraj immediately stood up and held her by the shoulders, pulling her arms to the side so that her chest was fully exposed to the camera. "If your tits are that hairy Rhidi, what must it be like between your legs?" said Reddy as he took multiple close-ups of her hairy little breasts . Still staring at the floor, Rhidi started to cry. "Stand up Rhidi," instructed Joshi, and take off the rest of your clothes. We are all very eager to see what you look like down below." "No, no please," she blubbed. "Undress for us!" demanded Reddy. "Or these pictures of your embarrassingly hairy little teats will be up on my Facebook page in like seconds!" he held up the screen to show her. "Strip naked Rhidi," urged Sood. "Show us your hairy cunt!" taunted Ravi. "Better do what they say," added Joshi. "Please don't make me do this. Sood, Ravi, Suraj? You're my friends. Why are you doing this?" "Sorry Rhidi, but we just have to see you..." replied Reddy. "I think you're the most beautiful girl in the school; but there's no way you'd ever agree to go out with me. You've told me that a thousand times already..." "But..., but maybe I was being a little hasty...ask me again. Please! Ask me again; right now. I promise the answer will be different this time!" "Too late, too late. You think you're too good for the likes of me. Well, now we'll see won't we. Now we'll see what all the fuss is about. Take off all your clothes right now Rhidi, right in front of me and show yourself to me. Show me that hairy fanny of yours. Show us all! Rhidi looked from one man to the other, trying to find some trace of sympathy or pity in their eyes that she could appeal to. But instead, all she saw was lust -- pure, wide-eyed lust." "Take off all your clothes Rhidi, strip naked for us," repeated Joshi. Rhidi sank down onto her knees and curled up in a ball on the floor. "You can't hide from us like that. The sooner you co-operate, the sooner it will be over," said Ravi, gentling putting his hands round her shoulders and trying to lift her up. Rhidi shook him off and glanced up at them. "Please don't ask me to do this. It's so utterly degrading." "Yes," replied Ravi. "But if you don't do it, Reddy will have these pictures on the internet." "You will anyway!" "No, I promise to delete everything. In fact I will let you erase everything just so as you are sure," offered Reddy. "Do what we say, and I will give you my camera." Rhidi sat immoveable on the floor while she contemplated his offer. Then, slowly, moving like an automaton with no sense of emotion or urgency, she stood up and faced them. "Give me the camera now, and I will do as you as you want." Reddy, stared back at her for a moment then looked around at his colleagues for guidance. "Do it Reddy, give it up and let's get on with the show," urged Suraj. The others nodded in agreement. "Ok then Rhidi, you have a deal. I'll give you the camera if your promise to do everything we ask." "Just stripping, yes?" "Yes." "Nothing more?" "Just stripping and showing us whatever we ask," added Ravi. Rhidi looked up at him suspiciously. "Just looking, no touching!" "No touching, I'll make sure that no-one touches you," promised Joshi. "Look, here I am deleting the photos I took before, "said Reddy. Rhidi watched as he indexed through the pictures and consigned them to the 'bin', one by one She then nodded her agreement and stepped backwards away from the circle. "Ok." She looked straight at them for a moment and then slowly started to unfasten the waistband of her skirt. She let it fall to the floor and stood before them, head bowed, in nothing but her purple panties. "This is where we got to before," said Sood. "Only last time the view wasn't so good - looking through the window." "Take off your panties now Rhidi," ordered Joshi. "Show us all just how hairy your vagina is." "Your hairy chest is very interesting Rhidi," said her friend Ravi, "medically speaking of course," he laughed, "but it's your big black bush we really want to see." Joshi nodded his agreement, but tried to be more polite about it: "I'm sorry young lady but it's too late now. Just pull down your pants for us -- it's not a difficult thing." "I can't." She clenched her thighs tight shut. "You just agreed!" "But, but..." she burst into tears. "OK then. Sood, could you do the honours for us?" said Joshi waving him forward. "My pleasure Sir." And with that, Sood stepped in towards Rhidi's and using both hands, deftly hooked his fingers into the side straps of her panties. She flinched slightly and started to moan, but stayed rooted to the spot. She knew there was no real escape from this. The only choice left was whether to resist, and risk being hurt in the process, or just to close her eyes, shut everything out, and endure it as best she could. It was the most utterly humiliating thing that ever happened to her in her entire life. "Everybody ready?" asked Sood. "Then here goes." Whilst all five men stared directly at her pubic area, Sood drew down Rhidi's panties to her knees in one firm manoeuvre. Because her thighs were so tightly gripping on the gusset, the entire garment turned inside out as passed below her crotch to reveal a huge creamy yellow stain in the centre pad, impregnated with a cluster of broken, wiry pubes. Then all of a sudden they were looking at her cunt. They gasped at the sight of the massive, unruly tangle of thick black hairs which spread out across her private regions. As the gusset strained to release itself from the wedge of her crotch, a glutinous string of translucent goo extruded itself from the slit of her vagina -- which was only slightly visible through the dense forest of hairs. "What a gloriously amazing hairy twat you have Rhidi," exclaimed Sood. "I guessed you were a bit furry down there but that is incredible!" Rhidi now stood in front of the five men, totally naked but for her panties which were now hanging upside down at her knees displaying their filthy, slimy contents -- the accumulation of her vaginal secretions and toilet activities since her last shower over three days ago. A long strand of her vaginal mucus still hung down from the ribbon of crinkled brown skin which peeked out from the underside of her hairy triangle. She bowed her head and started to wail. "That is disgusting," said Ravi pointing down between her knees, "look at all that yellow piss and stuff in her knickers." "No please no, please no, please no..." she cried over and over again. "Why don't you sit down Rhidi and take them off for us," suggested Joshi. "And then open your legs really wide so we can get a good look at your cunt," added Sood. They all nodded in agreement, but Rhidi stood completely rooted to the floor. "Let's help you..."offered Suraj "Get away from me you vile perverts!" she screamed. "Kick off your knickers and spread your legs Rhidi or Reddy will get out his camera again!" She staggered back against the desk and perched her bum. She then tried to kick off her panties without daring to open her legs even a fraction. "You are all filthy, disgusting perverts," she muttered between sobs. "This morning we were all friends and now you make me display myself to you like some cheap whore!" "Please spread your legs open for us," said Joshi. "Show your friends everything they want to see. The sooner you co-operate, the sooner it's over and you can go home." Rhidi nodded slowly in resignation. Putting her hands palm-down behind her, she boosted herself up onto the desktop and let her legs dangle for a moment. "Lift them up Rhidi..." "... and open wide!" said Suraj excitedly. Reddy brought out his camera and took a full-frontal photograph. "Noooo!" she wailed "Stand still for me," instructed Reddy, "I don't want these pictures out of focus." Rhidi looked up at him, tears streaming down her beautiful face. "How can you, how can you make me do such a horrible things..." "You do want that 'B' grade don't you?" reminded Joshi. "You know I do!" she muttered. Then looking at Reddy, she said: "Give me that camera right now..." "In return for what?" "I'll show you whatever you want." "You promise." "I promise." "Willingly" She nodded "OK then," said Reddy, "here is it." Rhidi grabbed at the camera and wrenched it out of Reddy's hands. Then, with a sudden jerk of her arm and shoulder she threw it against the wall where it exploded in a shower of broken plastic. "Hey!" shouted Reddy, now with serious anger in his voice. Rhidi shrivelled back in fear. There was only one way now to diffuse the situation. "Is this what you want to see?" she invited. Grasping her knees with her hands she carefully lifted up her legs and then ever so slowly inched them apart in front of her classmates and tutor. "Oh yes!" exclaimed Ravi. They gasped in amazement as her massively hairy pubic region spread open before them and they had their first tantalising glimpse of the deep dark, forested valley which lay between the cheeks of her ass. As she parted her legs, her hitherto trapped-in smells wafted out across the room and they caught their first real whiff of her genitals. It was an intense cocktail of stale aromas which had been festering all day. Joshi leaned forward to savour it, but recoiled instantly as the sharpness of it overwhelmed his senses. It was so strong he could almost taste it. Above everything, what he could smell most was the sweet musty, shitty odour of her asshole. "Oh that's so gross!" exclaimed Sood. "Your ass stinks Rhidi." "It's all that pubic hair," said Ravi, "it holds in the smell; and she only showers every three or four days -- she told me once." "Open really wide Rhidi," said Reddy, the destruction of his camera already a distant memory. "Like this?" She planted the heels her of her smooth dainty feet on the edge of the desk either side of her, and held her legs wide open for them so they could inspect her private parts. Joshi studied her with fascination. He could now more clearly see the deep creases around the tops of her legs where the skin tone darkened and the texture became coarser - with slight wrinkles and tiny hair follicles developing in greater and greater intensity - all around the outer regions of her genitals. At the root of these creases, there were slight traces of dry white scaly skin. Because of the density of her pubic growth, it was difficult to see the shape of her actual vagina, save the twin ridges of dark brown crinkled wattle that peeked out from beneath her thighs, Her hairs were extremely thick and very curly. They sprang out in all directions. He estimated that at full stretch, her luxurious black pubes were over an inch in length. "Can you part your hairs and spread open your labia for us Rhidi?" asked Joshi. "It's so hairy in there that we can't really see your vagina properly." Without saying a word, she reached down with her fingers and carefully pulled back her hairs to reveal the complete outline of her cunt from the hood of her clit to the base of her slit. Her outer lips were very full and plump, in contrast with the inner ones which were surprisingly thin and did not protrude very far. They were, however, extremely dark and wrinkled, tinged with purple and black all along the very edges - which drew immediate attention to the fact that they were not very clean. In several places, a dull whitish substance had dried-on into the folds of loose skin, and a bead of translucent slime was leaching out all along the slit. "Open up your flaps Rhidi," instructed Sood. "Show us what it looks like inside." "I know what you want to know," she said. "Yes we do Rhidi. Exactly that." "This is so utterly demeaning, I can't believe what I'm doing." "Show us your hole Rhidi." She bowed her head again and using the index finger and thumb of both hands, she obligingly pinched each of her inner lips and slowly peeled them apart. A thin meniscus of vaginal slime was drawn out across the widening slit until it eventually collapsed and the five men were suddenly looking into the gaping, slimy hole of Rhidi's vagina. "You are still a virgin!" exclaimed Sood as he stared into her cunt. The soft, undulating, contours of the creamy pinky interior of Rhidi's genitals, were tinged with lilac where the colours bled out onto the inner walls of her splayed open cunt flaps. These delicate colours contrasted sharply with the very dark ridges at the tips of her lips and the matted forest of thick, black, wiry hairs which surrounded it. Where her labia came together in an oily knot of wrinkled skin at the top, to form the hood of her cliterous, there was an ugly dark brown mole. Joshi drank in the spectacle, his hardness now straining in his trousers. As he reached down to adjust himself, in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure, Rhidi stared right into his eyes and did something completely unexpected. Still holding her labia folded back with each of her forefingers, she deftly slid her thumbs up around the bulbous hood and slowly eased it back to reveal the fat, glistening, vivid pink finger of her fully erect clit. It was the biggest cliterous he had ever seen in his life. "Now that's impressive." said Joshi. "I would never have guessed Rhidi!" She was now getting aroused. As she squirmed around on the desk, she inadvertently released another wave of pungent smells from between her buttocks. "Is that your ass I can smell again?" No answer. Joshi lowered his head a fraction and peered into the greasy tangle of long curly hairs which spread backwards from the base of her vagina and disappeared into the deep cleft of her ass, but it was impossible to see her anus. But he could definitely smell it. Coming from such a beautiful young woman, it was hard to imagine a more disgusting, offensive odour. "Now it's time to show me your asshole Rhidi" said Joshi. "From the smell, I imagine it must be really dirty but I don't care, I so much want to see just how dark and hairy it is" "No way!" "Show me." "NO." "You agreed to show us everything remember!" "But I'm...not clean." "We don't care. Show us your asshole." "Please don't ask that." "Open your buttocks for us." "But it's horrible in there." "Show me. You promised." "Yes," she whispered timidly. "I know I did..." And with that, Rhidi gently grasped hold of her ankles and silently rocked backwards on the desk, at the same time bending her knees and opening up her legs. As she settled down on her back, the pale spotty cheeks of her lovely firm bottom rolled into clear view and spread wide apart to reveal every filthy, hairy detail of her entire genital region. On closer inspection, the five men could see that some of these spots were in fact quite sore. Caused by a combination of heat, sweat and friction, Ravi counted around five angry, white pustules, some over a centimetre in diameter. One of the larger ones looked ready to burst open. She groaned at the effort of gripping the soles of her feet and holding them steady above her head -- knees now bent low either side of her face. With every private part of her anatomy, from her embarrassingly hairy nipples to her dirty stinky anus, now on display to her tutor and her classmates, all the secrets of Rhidi's exotic genitals were finally revealed. Joshi was now staring straight at Rhidi's asshole. It was a small, neatly puckered knot of bulging black skin, impregnated with grains of golden brown shit and completely encircled by a matted ring of glistening black hairs They were completely coated in her sweaty anal secretions, which was tainted yellow and extended outwards up the pale inner walls of her buttocks in the form of a huge circular stain. As a result, most of the hairs were stuck flat to her skin in slimy, shitty kiss curls. The entire length of her ass crack was covered in pink and purple spots of all sizes, many sprouting long hairs, others full of puss. "My God, Rhidi!" "That what you wanted to see Sir? I really can't believe you wanted to see that!" asked Ravi. "It's disgusting!" he replied, "truly disgusting!" "Yes it is. So how about you put your face in it Sir," suggested Ravi. Josh looked back at the four students. "Pardon me?" "You heard," said Suraj. "Bury your face right in her smelly ass." "Or there'll be an alternative 'official' portrait of you on the school website," added Sood as he took out his 'iphone' and pointed it at straight at Joshi. "No!" shouted Rhidi. "No touching me!" "We'll make sure he never does this again Rhidi," said Ravi laughing. "We'll teach him a lesson for you." "Now look here..." said Joshi. "We mean it Sir, why don't you pretend this is real anatomy class and spread open her dirty asshole for us." "No! No!" yelled Rhidi. "Just hold still a few more moments." Ravi and Suraj reached forward and gently held Rhidi by each ankle so that she could not close her legs. "Let me go!" "Don't struggle Rhidi, Just this one last thing and then we'll let you go -- and Mr Joshi here." "Let's stop all this nonsense now shall we," said Joshi. "Too late Sir, we want to see you sniffing and fingering beautiful Rhidi's smelly asshole." "Feel in amongst all those dirty hairs in her ass, or, click, click," said Sood, waving his phone. "You're serious aren't you?" "Very much so," said Ravi. "What? What's going on?" Rhidi was confused. "Just keep your ass cheeks spread Rhidi. Mr Joshi's going to feel you up a little." "No!" she cried. "Feel all down her crack," said Ravi. "But it's filthy in there?" "Rather you than me!" said Sood. Joshi tentatively inserted the forefinger of his left hand at the small fluffy indentation at the base of her spine and ran it slowly but firmly down the entire length of her deep hairy crack The hairs at first were quite sparse and weedy but they quickly grew more wiry and curly as they formed up into a dense oval shaped cluster around her anus. "Try uncurling some of those shit covered kiss-curls." He plucked and pulled at individual hairs, unwinding some of the matted tufts to assess their overall length and thickness. Using his finger and thumb, he pinched out one particularly large curl growing close in to her hole and stretched it out straight until it raised a large angry pimple at the edge of her sphincter. It was at least two inches in length. He finished up at a slight bald spot in the centre of her smooth brown perineum. "You have such long thick pubes in your ass Rhidi, it must be really hard to clean yourself," observed Joshi. No answer. "Now show us the inside of her asshole Sir." Josh nodded. "I'm so sorry Rhidi for what I'm about to do." Revealing Rhidi Rhidi started wriggling furiously, but the five men held her steady. "Stop that Rhidi!" Girding himself against the foul smell of her bottom, Joshi delicately placed the tips of both his forefingers on the rim of her puckered hole and gently spayed open some of the dirty folds of skin. It felt horrible sticky. Rhidi was all the time moaning and squirming and clenching her buttocks, but Ravi and Suraj kept a firm grip on her legs and ankles. As she struggled, her smelly black hole dilated before them, and a film of yellowy mucus was drawn taught across the ridges of her sphincter. Eventually it tore apart and they found themselves looking right into her asshole. The stretched open rim was now translucent purple which quickly changed into vivid pink as they peered deeper inside. In inch further down they could see a lump of her yellow, grainy shit. "That's pretty gross!" said Joshi. He immediately let go his fingers and watched in fascination as her anus closed up. "Maybe her cunt smells fresher?" suggested Ravi. This time Joshi needed no encouragement, He loved the spicy, fishy smell of an Indian girl's pussy. Shifting his attention from her anus to her vagina, he tracked higher up between her pale thighs and took an exploratory sniff around the rim of her hairy slit. "Mm," you smell better in this hole Rhidi. Mind if I put my nose inside." "No! No!" She wriggled again furiously, causing her coarse pubes to tickle his face as he plunged his nose deep into the centre of her slippery opening. As he was expecting, Rhidi's vagina, smelt of very ripe fish, although it was inevitably tainted with the acrid odour of her stale piss. "Actually this hole's no better," said Joshi, "they all stink pretty bad. I don't think she's washed her genitals for days". Rhidi burst into tears. She had no shred of dignity left. It was the most shameful and humiliating moment of her entire life.