OOC: Student post reserved for Justabrick - others possibly later
Jane was a newly crowned teacher at Bush High School assigned to the Humanities Departmernt. And as the new kid on the block she was assigned to teach a coed class on a new course required for graduation instituted by a politically correct and very liberal school board,
It was called Human Relations, and it was clearly specified that the course was to include orientation on gay/ lesbian lifestyles, about which she knew nothing and there had been no indoctrination in her Masters Degree Program at the Univesity
Further she had to develop all the lesson plans on a new course, and the Departmenrt Head just laughed at her when she requested help.
IC: After the first few weeks of school in the fall, I was called in by the principal and asked when I intended to comply with the requirement for introduction of the section on homosexuality. I explained that I had requested help and was out at sea on just how to begin, knowing nothing on the subject and there was a minimum of research material readily available. He told me to just wing it because he had to report back to the Superintendant within a week.
Later I faced my class of about thirty students, half male and half female. I announced that on Monday we would introduce a new area of study, and told them it was necessary for me to know a little about their personal lives, but they were under no obligation to answer or even respond.
I had to ask how many were virgins, and how many had personally experienced any form of same sex or opposite sex sexual cointact. I was going to pass out a questionaire, with no names to be included, just for statistical background for the next segment of the class study on gay /lesbian lifestyles.
Knowing this would cause an uproar when they got home and told their parents, I was in an uproar myself over having to contend with the issue, but was given no choice by the Principal, even when I told him what I was going to do. He approved it and agreed to take the rap, but to give him a copy of the questionaire for his perusal, approval and his files.
Over the weekend, I tabulated a number of questions, including the items above and a few others that might seem innocuous, or might be controversial, depending upon the individual student and his or her family.
I also knew the class would acquire a nickname, possibly cute and possibly gross, but I had no choice in the matter.
Monday morning I handed out the survey and announced I wanted them back by Wednesday.
On Tuesday, one of my favorite pupils, a cute kid named Steve, came to me after class and blushing, asked if he could see me after school to discuss the questioins. Of course I said yes. Later after almost everyone had left the school I was sitting there at my desk working on the lesson plans when he came in.
Steve asked me just what gay lesbian people did sexually, and of course I didnt really know but had a reasonable guess. He stood there with a big bulge in his pants, and tried to turn and hide his hard-on, looking at a pretty 24 year old teacher in her first year, and I guessed he had a crush on me, as I truthfully did on him. I told him it was perfectly natural, and not to be embarassed about it.
He blurted out that he had enjoyed no experience with oral sex and assumed that was what they did. "Of course they do", I answered, "and also use sex toys and pornography to incite arousal along with a lot of other things they could do."
He asked if girls got aroused too, and I had to say "yes, but it doesnt show quite so readily"
He asked how that occurred, and I said women start to get moisture in their private parts, and also often their breasts stiffen along with a few other things.
"Moisture"?, he asked "how does that happen""
What could I say. I didnt know how it happens. I just knew it happens. But he was a student and asked his teacher for an answer, and I had to try to give him one. At a loss, I finally spread my legs and wiped my hand across my now very wet panties, and showed him. Then I held it out for him to smell the scent. He took my finger and tasted it and smiled.
I wondered if this was just a come-on and he was just putting me on, but I reached for his bulge and caressed it, and he stepped closer as I said "Girls like to be touched too", as I pulled up my skirt further and let him see the wetness on my briefs.
He went to his knees and leaned closer and smelled again and looked at me with genuine love in his eyes, and I lifted my bottom and slid the panties off and handed them to him. He took them to his nose and mouth and couldnt wait to check the real thing, as he dove into my open crotch and started licking me.
"Not here", I said. "Even with an almost empty school this just wont do. Let me drive you home"
I packed up my stuff and we left and he got in my car and I asked directions. As we approached his house, he said noone would be home. His dad was out of town and his mom worked late on Tuesdays and his sister was at cheerleader practice.
He was carrying my panties in his pocket, and once inside we looked at each other, and then I kissed him and told him I especially liked him. I again caressed his bulge and told him that he'd seen mine, and I wanted to see his now.
He dropped his pants and this time it was me on my knees with his cock flopping in my face until I caught it and took it deep in my mouth. Aftera few sucks I asked if it felt good, and he blurted out that he was about to cum
Again I sucked him until streams of cum gushed out of him and I swallowed and swallowed until he started to get limp.
Then I asked if he wanted to fuck me, and he took me to his bedroom and we undressed
Jane was a newly crowned teacher at Bush High School assigned to the Humanities Departmernt. And as the new kid on the block she was assigned to teach a coed class on a new course required for graduation instituted by a politically correct and very liberal school board,
It was called Human Relations, and it was clearly specified that the course was to include orientation on gay/ lesbian lifestyles, about which she knew nothing and there had been no indoctrination in her Masters Degree Program at the Univesity
Further she had to develop all the lesson plans on a new course, and the Departmenrt Head just laughed at her when she requested help.
IC: After the first few weeks of school in the fall, I was called in by the principal and asked when I intended to comply with the requirement for introduction of the section on homosexuality. I explained that I had requested help and was out at sea on just how to begin, knowing nothing on the subject and there was a minimum of research material readily available. He told me to just wing it because he had to report back to the Superintendant within a week.
Later I faced my class of about thirty students, half male and half female. I announced that on Monday we would introduce a new area of study, and told them it was necessary for me to know a little about their personal lives, but they were under no obligation to answer or even respond.
I had to ask how many were virgins, and how many had personally experienced any form of same sex or opposite sex sexual cointact. I was going to pass out a questionaire, with no names to be included, just for statistical background for the next segment of the class study on gay /lesbian lifestyles.
Knowing this would cause an uproar when they got home and told their parents, I was in an uproar myself over having to contend with the issue, but was given no choice by the Principal, even when I told him what I was going to do. He approved it and agreed to take the rap, but to give him a copy of the questionaire for his perusal, approval and his files.
Over the weekend, I tabulated a number of questions, including the items above and a few others that might seem innocuous, or might be controversial, depending upon the individual student and his or her family.
I also knew the class would acquire a nickname, possibly cute and possibly gross, but I had no choice in the matter.
Monday morning I handed out the survey and announced I wanted them back by Wednesday.
On Tuesday, one of my favorite pupils, a cute kid named Steve, came to me after class and blushing, asked if he could see me after school to discuss the questioins. Of course I said yes. Later after almost everyone had left the school I was sitting there at my desk working on the lesson plans when he came in.
Steve asked me just what gay lesbian people did sexually, and of course I didnt really know but had a reasonable guess. He stood there with a big bulge in his pants, and tried to turn and hide his hard-on, looking at a pretty 24 year old teacher in her first year, and I guessed he had a crush on me, as I truthfully did on him. I told him it was perfectly natural, and not to be embarassed about it.
He blurted out that he had enjoyed no experience with oral sex and assumed that was what they did. "Of course they do", I answered, "and also use sex toys and pornography to incite arousal along with a lot of other things they could do."
He asked if girls got aroused too, and I had to say "yes, but it doesnt show quite so readily"
He asked how that occurred, and I said women start to get moisture in their private parts, and also often their breasts stiffen along with a few other things.
"Moisture"?, he asked "how does that happen""
What could I say. I didnt know how it happens. I just knew it happens. But he was a student and asked his teacher for an answer, and I had to try to give him one. At a loss, I finally spread my legs and wiped my hand across my now very wet panties, and showed him. Then I held it out for him to smell the scent. He took my finger and tasted it and smiled.
I wondered if this was just a come-on and he was just putting me on, but I reached for his bulge and caressed it, and he stepped closer as I said "Girls like to be touched too", as I pulled up my skirt further and let him see the wetness on my briefs.
He went to his knees and leaned closer and smelled again and looked at me with genuine love in his eyes, and I lifted my bottom and slid the panties off and handed them to him. He took them to his nose and mouth and couldnt wait to check the real thing, as he dove into my open crotch and started licking me.
"Not here", I said. "Even with an almost empty school this just wont do. Let me drive you home"
I packed up my stuff and we left and he got in my car and I asked directions. As we approached his house, he said noone would be home. His dad was out of town and his mom worked late on Tuesdays and his sister was at cheerleader practice.
He was carrying my panties in his pocket, and once inside we looked at each other, and then I kissed him and told him I especially liked him. I again caressed his bulge and told him that he'd seen mine, and I wanted to see his now.
He dropped his pants and this time it was me on my knees with his cock flopping in my face until I caught it and took it deep in my mouth. Aftera few sucks I asked if it felt good, and he blurted out that he was about to cum
Again I sucked him until streams of cum gushed out of him and I swallowed and swallowed until he started to get limp.
Then I asked if he wanted to fuck me, and he took me to his bedroom and we undressed
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