Chapter 10

“Goddamn, you two,” Tom said. “What a story—what a domineering teacher too. Did you go back the next day?”

Mark nodded. “Yeah, kinda reluctantly, actually. We found out that the second pair of kids, the partners who had to do that other year nine sex-ed class in the fourth period—it was with a different teacher—had a bad time of it. Well, bad for the girl. It happened when the teacher in their class came to the same part where Jones was showing Sarah’s fanny to the class and then mentioned that her hymen would need to be busted.”

Sarah broke in. “Yeah, and that’s when I jumped up off the desk—when I heard that—and said I was done. But during lunch, we ran into that other girl and her partner. She told us that she was a virgin like me and that the teacher in her group didn’t say anything about what he planned to do with them, you know, like Jones had said she wanted the two of us to fuck and that she wanted her class to stick their fingers in my fanny. At least I had lots of forewarning so I could stop her! That girl was crying when she told me what that teacher did to her. When he showed the year nine class her fanny and noticed that she still had her cherry, he just got everyone in his class to queue up and go and feel her; he told them to feel her cherry too—saying that it was a rare opportunity, and whilst they were doing that, he grabbed a dildo from somewhere.

“When those kids were done feeling her fanny, he got between her legs and told her to take a deep breath. She told me that she looked at him, like, why? She didn’t see him holding the dildo so had no warning about what happened next. He just shoved the thing right in, just wham, like that, and she screeched in pain and tried to jump up but he held her down, keeping the thing in her fanny until her bleeding stopped.”

“Oh god,” Lynette exclaimed. “Was she hurt bad?”

Tom broke in, “I think that doing that was actually a rape, you know.”

Sarah nodded vigorously. “Yeah, I’ll tell you more about that in a bit. But let me tell you what that teacher did to her after he did that; he had all the kids parade through, sticking their fingers inside her fanny, you know, feeling for her g-spot and stuff. No one washed their hands either.” Sarah shuddered.

Mark nodded. “It sounded awful. Those two kids had just come from that classroom. She had a wad of paper towels stuffed between her legs ‘cause the fingering made her bleeding start up again. So Sarah took her to the nurse.”

Sarah continued. “The nurse put some stuff on her torn areas and had her wear a belt and pad for the rest of the day. I think the girl was even more humiliated at that ‘cause they didn’t even let her wear panties. She didn’t go back to that class the next day either and we heard she told her parents what happened as soon as she was able to get her mobile to ring them; they came to the school and raised a huge ruckus and the word is that the teacher who did that got suspended. We couldn’t find out anything about what happened after that, though. She’s not in our school anymore.

“Anyway, right after I got done helping that girl, I got my mobile and rang my mum and told her what happened to me and that other girl, that they wanted to break my hymen and make me fuck in front of a class. Mum almost lost the plot at hearing that and told me she’s ringing the school’s governors. Then I marched right down to the Program teacher’s room with Mark and complained to her about what happened to that girl and about how Jones told me that I’d be forced to have my cherry busted like what happened to that girl. Mark told the teacher that we wouldn’t go to that class again unless the head teacher guaranteed that I wouldn’t get hurt in any way!”

Mark grinned. “Sarah was really all set to argue it out, ‘cause that’s when she pulled out the Program book to read out that part about being hurt.”

“Yeah,” Sarah said. “I found the section; it said no intercourse or physical harm could be forced and tearing a hymen is definitely harm. Otherwise it wouldn’t hurt—or bleed! And the teacher thought about it for a few moments and then agreed with me. I made her write out a note for me to give to Jones, too, saying ‘no penetration allowed’ in case Jones wouldn’t change her mind, and Mark told her that unless the Head also sent Jones a note saying the same thing, we would not stay in that classroom with her.”

Mark nodded. “So unlike that other couple, we did go back. Sarah, want to tell about the Tuesday session?”

“Okay,” she said, “yeah, and we were a bit surprised when we arrived ‘cause everyone in the class was just wearing their P.E. kits but with no trainers. And shit, Jones didn’t waste any time getting started, either!”

Jones began the class by welcoming me and Mark. “I know, no penetration today,” she whispered to me and showed me the Head’s note, and I nodded. Then Jones looked up. “Class, yesterday we covered a boy’s and girl’s sexual anatomy and today we’ll be doing sexual response. I want the girls to come up and stand in a row in front of me here and Mark, please stand here, right in front of them. We didn’t get a chance to see a boy’s ejaculation yesterday, so let’s start with that right now. Now Sarah, come jack him off.”

Holding Mark’s cock felt the same as the day before, but I still wasn’t used to doing hand-jobs; this would only be my third time. So I bent down and tentatively wrapped my hand around him and began stroking and shit, his cock jerked and suddenly it was all the way up. So fast! Mark kinda spread his legs a little wider to give me room to reach his balls. I friggin’ love his cock, it’s so smooth and curves upward just right, it’s graceful. Anyway, the head quickly started darkening from the extra blood going to it and I felt it kinda swell. Then the head grew shiny and Mark grunted as a shot of cum spurted out.

It surprised me at how fast it was shooting and I jerked his cock up and the cum flew right out at the girls as they tried to scramble away but Mark let a few more shots go; glob after friggin’ glob of cum shot outta his cock. It was goin’ like a bloomin’ hose, spraying all of the girls. Maybe four of them got cum on their shorts and legs. Fuck, were they wailing at that! You’d think it burnt ‘em or somethin’. Shit, Mark was spent ‘cause he staggered back to lean against the desk. He was flushed and breathing hard. A few last drops of cum oozed out from the tip of his cock as it softened; they fell and went splat on the floor.

Jones looked at the girls who were milling around, hands flapping at their shorts, not knowing what to do.

“Girls, come here,” she commanded. “It’s just semen or cum. You need to learn what a boy’s cum tastes like. Scoop it off your leg or shorts and put it in your mouth.”

They all groaned, “Eeewww!”

“Do it! If you didn’t get any on yourself, get some from Phyllis or Janice.”

Very tentatively and reluctantly, the girls did so, some screwing up their faces at the taste, others looked thoughtful.

“Well. We do have a bunch of messy girls now,” Jones observed. “You can’t wear those spermy shorts, it’ll smear on everything they touch, won’t it, so I want you to take them off—in fact, I want everyone—all of you—get your kits and undies off now. We’ll do the rest of the class with you all starkers.”

There was a howl of “Nooo!” from everyone but Jones looked at them stonily. “Children, remember, you’re all in the Program! If you don’t undress, then you will spend the rest of this week going to ALL of your classes bollocks-naked! Now, no more delay, strip off!”

A tearful group of boys and girls began disrobing and most were soon were standing around, blushing and some teary-eyed. Three—two boys and a girl—didn’t get fully undressed.

Jones looked at them with a hard expression. “No stalling, now! You three, off with your knickers right now!”

Sniffling and blushing, the three kids slowly dropped their knickers and looked like they wanted to shrink into the ground. Several of the boys sported cute little hardons, and a number of the kids, both boys and girls, began furtively checking out their classmates. Four of the girls had small, conical breasts. One girl’s breasts were mostly areola and nipple but the sixth had breasts which were actually slightly larger than mine and most of the other kids looked at her wonderingly. Neither of the two flaccid boys’ cocks were larger than about two inches whilst the two who had rigid erections had less than five inches. The children took in these sights as they tried not to appear like they were even looking.

Jones called them to attention. “Boys and girls, I want you to stand in a row in front of the desk, alternating by sex. We’ll be learning about oral sex now and everyone will do what I say, won’t you. Refuse to take part and you’ll spend the week starkers and worse too. Sarah, please, get on the desk like yesterday.”

I looked at Jones and whispered, “No penetration?” and she nodded. So I slid my arse onto the cold top and leant back down on my elbows.

“Open your legs wide, Sarah, and I want Mark to show what he did for you yesterday. Children, Mark will demonstrate cunnilingus for us, that’s fanny-licking, or just ‘eating out’ or ‘going down,’ on Sarah. Watch carefully now.”

“Ohmygod!” Sarah told the group. “Mark’s got a magic tongue. In about ten seconds flat, he had me gasping. But she didn’t let him get me off. She stopped him just as it was feelin’ real good.”

“That’s enough, Mark. Now class, keep your place in the queue—Scott, you start; come here and each of you will eat out Sarah’s fanny.”

Squeals of dissent rang out... “She pees from there”... “I’m not a lezzie”... “That’s filthy”... “Yukk, I can’t do it...”

“All right,” Jones ordered, looking very cross. “Everyone who refuses, leaves this class now, leaves here still starkers, and goes to the office with a note saying they are to remain bollocks-starkers till Friday. Who is still refusing?” The room was instantly quiet. “Good. Now Scott, begin.”

He approached me bashfully. “Sarah?” He whispered. “I’m scared...”

Awwww, I felt my insides melt. He was so fuckin’ cute, too, all pink and smooth and hairless, with this lovely little dick standing up like a saluting soldier under his cute rounded tummy. His dick was so hard I couldn’t even tell if it was cut or not.

“It’s okay, sweetie. Just lick me right at the top of my slit here. That’s where the girl feels it best.” I put my forefinger on my clit hood to show him, and he tentatively lowered his head and touched me with the tip of his tongue.

“Ahhh,” he murmured, slightly muffled, “this smells sooo ... ooohh ... sexy!” Then he began lapping.

I squirmed as sparks flew. That was so fuckin’ ace! “Aaahh, Scott, that’s brill!”

He went “Mmmmm...”

Then Jones stopped him. I could kill her! “Next! Janice.”

Janice bent down between my legs. She was the girl whose titties were all puffy nipples. She had no pubic hair but had an awesome bubble butt. She muttered, “I’m NOT a lezzie, Sarah...” as she began licking.

“I know, Janice, this is just the Program ... OOHHH! God! Wow!”

Jones called the next kid, a boy, and Janice raised up with a smirk on her face. “Good, huh?”

“Damn right!” I told her.

“The rest of the kids had a go at me and I came twice and was kinda out of it for a minute after they were done, so I didn’t hear what Jones told Mark next.”

Mark nodded. “Yeah, I can continue. After Sarah’s hand-job and seeing those girls licking up my cum, my mind was bloody trashed. All those young girls—hell, they were only a year younger than us—but they looked so—like little kids. What a fuckin’ turn-on, seeing them naked too. I’m not gay or anything, but those boys looked kinda cute too, all smooth and hairless. Anyway, I was as limp as a wet sock. Even after watching Sarah being eaten to two awesome cums. That’s when they finished with her and she was so out of it. Then Jones had them stand in that lineup again. It was funny to see the wet faces on some of them and the boys—that row of boners they were all sportin’—that looked so bloomin’ crazy, all those little boners lined up in a row like that.” He continued.

Jones smiled at the group. “All right now, children, that wasn’t so bad, right? Seems like all of you had fun too, isn’t that so?” All of the boys nodded whilst the girls blushed and tried to look disinterested. “That’s good, because now we get to go to the next level and this will be intense for some of you. Mark? You’re looking pretty floppy. Can you get it up again?”

Everyone, especially the boys, looked worried now.

I could feel some faint stirrings and twitching, but twice in less than a half hour? Well, maybe. So I answered, “Maybe ... but not without help.”

Jones grinned. “That’s the plan, actually. You’ll get lots of that. Class, our next topic is called fellatio, or giving a blow-job. There’s no blowing involved—it’s mostly licking and sucking. Ah, welcome to the world, Sarah.” She had just sat up. “We need you to show the children how to give a blow-job.”

Sarah blushed. “I hadn’t done that yet. For that Monday, except for Jones’ class and the relief session in the fourth period where I treated Mark to a hand-job, Mark and I didn’t have much sexual contact with anyone, even for reasonable requests, but we did see people giving blow-jobs for relief sessions the first Program week. So I had a basic idea of what was expected. But I wasn’t terribly enthused at the idea. Actually, I thought it was bloody repugnant. And whilst the girls here had already tasted precum and cum, I hadn’t. So I told her I was completely inexperienced.”

“Miss, I’ve never done that before,” I said, screwing up my face.

“Really? Hmmm ... well, it’s not difficult to learn. Surely you’ve seen it done, however?”

“Yes’m. Just twice from across the room. But it’s...”

“It’s a natural expression of sexuality and gives pleasure to both participants. Okay, just kneel in front of Mark and take his penis—remember, class? When it’s floppy like now, it’s a penis? Now lick it, on the head, up and down the sides, like a lollipop or ice cream stick. When you put it in your mouth, watch that you don’t scrape it with your teeth...”

Sarah looked at the group of teens and grinned. “I don’t need to tell you how she talked me through my first attempt at giving a blow-job, I’m sure. But the next part that happened was just wild and you’ll see why.”

Jones finished the lightning b-j course in two minutes and I saw that Mark had a little chubby going; there was a bit of life in there, it seemed.

Mark huffed. “Damn, Sarah, I just blowed my brains out only a few minutes earlier!”