The Parents
by Jehoram
Copyright© 2026 by Jehoram
Erotica Sex Story: The headmistress of the Pleasant Valley Academy for Girls enlists one of her most experienced students in a plot to seduce the parents of another student. Their goal is to get the parents's permission to enroll the girl in the Artemis Club, which prepares the girl for a fulfilling sex life. And what better way to demonstrate the benefits of that club than to show the parents what their daughter will learn?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Fisting Oral Sex Safe Sex .
Imelda Reynolds, headmistress of the Pleasant Valley Academy for Girls, was usually properly dressed, but not this morning. Now naked, she gasped in pleasure as the equally naked seventeen-year old sucked fiercely on the older woman’s left nipple. The girl was squeezing the other nipple in perfect time, knowing that this would be sure to trigger the older woman’s orgasm.
“This kid is the best in her class!” She thought through the haze that was her lust. “She could be a Courtesan!” Her left hand went to her own cunt and her right hand to the girl’s, index fingers slithering into vaginas and thumbs grinding on swollen clits until the girl gave Imelda’s nipple one last suck while twisting the other nipple with her fingers. That was all it took to send Imelda into the orgasm she’d been lusting for ever since this morning, when she’d awakened with the thought of fucking her latest young protege.
Lily released the nipple from her mouth and kissed its tip. Imelda smiled at her, and then began finger-fucking the girl in earnest, three fingers pumping in and out as her young lover began her own short ride to a climax. Both nude bodies were wet with sweat and cum, their bodies gleaming in the late morning sunlight.
After Lily’s orgasm crested, she stroked Imelda’s fair skin and the dark brown hair long enough to hang straight down to the small of her back. Imelda’s lipstick was pink, and her earrings were just small diamond studs. But her most striking feature was her full breasts with brown nipples almost an inch long. Lily’s skin, by contrast, was a darker caramel tone that comes from south Asian ancestry or sunbathing in the nude. The girl was seventeen and her breasts were just beginning to comfortably fit an A-cup, although her nipples were already the size of gumdrops. Her hands were small and delicate, and the only jewelry she wore was a ruby-embellished ring on her left little finger. Her snatch, now super-sensitive from the headmistress’s fingers, was hairless, since she’d been shaved bare since she’d lost her virginity at the Royal Palace six months ago. She’d continued to shave herself because Imelda told her she liked to lick bare cunnies, and Lily was eager to please.
“That was heavenly,” the young girl gasped as they cuddled together after their climaxes.
“Thank you, my dear! My nips really needed that, ever since I woke up thinking of you! But let’s grab a bite and shower. We have an appointment at one.”
“With who?”
“You remember Renee, the freshman? Her parents are coming to discuss the Artemis Club, now that she’s ready for it.”
“Denise? Yes! She had her first orgasm the other night. I knew she would! We’ve been sleeping together once in a while, and she kept getting closer each time.”
“And she came when I was giving her the usual massage after PE. She was practically begging me to put my fingers up there. I think she was really turned on by the erotic dance lessons.”
“Yeah, I loved that class, particularly with the scarf rubbing against my cunt. Are you going to give the parents the usual routine?” Lily asked with a grin.
“You bet! And you’re going to help me. It means cock and possibly snatch for us, like last time we interviewed the Turnbulls.”
“I can’t wait! Just tell me what to do.”
“I’ll let you know when they arrive.”
“Do you think we should open a window? This room reeks of pussy!”
“Not a chance, dear. I want them to smell us as soon as they walk into the room. Most powerful aphrodisiac around!”
“Let’s shower first, then. I want to feel your tits against mine again.”
The shower wasn’t as quick as usual, since the women took their time washing each other’s breasts and pubes, savoring the sensation. That was followed by a languorous session of drying each other off and partaking of some sandwiches and tea.
At a few minutes to one, Imelda said, “Go back to the bedroom and tidy up, dear. I won’t be long.” She smiled at the last glimpse of the naked girl’s tight brown figure ass as she closed the door. Giving her own long nipples a last pull, she donned a blouse stretchy enough to display their peaks and just sheer enough to show her areolas against the pale skin of her breasts. A pair of black slacks and sandals completed her outfit. She applied some mascara to her eyelashes and inspected herself in the mirror. Perfect.
As the minutes passed while she waited for the couple, she was thinking of Lily’s high libido and ready charm. It reminded her of Fiona Riley, once her student and now the Baroness Fiona, Courtesan Prime of the Ministry of Sexual Gratification. That woman set records for sexual exuberance, and Imelda wondered if Lily might be cut from the same cloth. Like Fiona, Lily would spread her legs as soon as she got onto the massage table, and demanded at least a finger-fuck from all the masseurs or masseuses. I’ll have to recommend the girl to the Baroness, Imelda thought. At her level, she could already be a Courtesan.
The headmistress was ready, sitting in her office adjacent to the bedroom as the middle-aged couple arrived promptly at one. She greeted them and showed them their seats next to hers. “I know you’ve had a long drive to get her, so I’ll get right to the point. Your daughter Renee has been making excellent grades here at Pleasant Valley. But that’s not why I asked you to come here.”
“Is it some sort of disciplinary problem?” Mr. Corbett said. “Now that she’s fifteen, we’re finding it a little harder to handle. Those hormones, you know...” He found himself staring at the peaks of Imelda’s firm nipples showing through her blouse. God, she’s braless under that blouse, he thought. I can even see the areolas! Nice firm tits, though. Hardly any sag, from what I can see.
“Oh, yes, I know all about those ‘hormones,’’’ He heard her say. “As headmistress, I’ve seen a many a girl experiencing that. And myself, well ... I was a handful at that age. We’ll talk about that in a minute, and how we have a solution for that problem. No, your daughter has been very well-behaved, but it’s plain to all of us that she’s at the age where sexual awareness is taking charge. That’s what I want to talk to you about.”
She poured some wine and handed two glasses to the couple. Taking a third for herself, she leaned back and began.
“As you know, Pleasant Valley is a strong supporter of the work of the Ministry of Sexual Gratification. The Courtesan Prime, who runs the bureau, happens to be one of our alumnae, and has a special interest in our operation here. You may have read, in some of the more lurid papers, that it’s a program for providing young boys and girls to government officials for their sexual pleasure. Well, it is that, but that’s just a small part of the primary goals of the bureau. And you have to understand that it’s completely consensual, and the parents have their permission.”
“And those goals are?” Ms. Corbett said cautiously, still trying hard not to glance down from the woman’s face to her bust. It’s been a long time since I’ve been turned on by a woman, she thought. College. And Heather, whose slim body she came to know almost as intimately as her own. Her nipples suddenly became more sensitive, pressing against the fabric of her blouse. At first, she missed the shield that a bra would have given her, but then she began to revel in the sensation of her bare nipples on the smooth cloth, raking against the fabric as she breathed.
“The aim of the school, and the program, is to lead every teenage child to the best possible sex life they can have, to satisfy their lusts in a wholesome, supportive way, and to teach them that their bodies are their own, and that the best path to sexual fulfillment is honesty and compassion and education. Their first experiences with sex are designed to be totally positive and life-affirming.”
“We’ve read about that in that pamphlet on the Ministry of Sexual Gratification that you gave us when Renee applied to the school. In a way, that makes sense.”
“Oh, it does, in so many ways. Once the child experiences frequent orgasms ... and yes, your daughter is going to experience plenty of those, despite your probably having never thought of her as a sexual person ... she’s going to have orgasms, especially with others. When kids do, their hostility to the world drops markedly. After the program started, our disciplinary problems practically vanished. Their hormonal agitation was being redirected to healthier ways, like sexual pleasure.”
She studied the couple’s faces as she continued. “You know, we realize that breathing is a human need, food is a human need, shelter is a human need, and sexual gratification is a human need. Our government works to make breathing pleasant by reducing air pollution, and improves food by making it clean and delicious, and improves housing by construction standards and allocation of residences, so that everybody has a roof over their heads. Why not treat sex the same way, and make it a positive experience? When that hormonal restlessness is redirected to their libido, and they can experience guilt-free orgasms at will, they are happier children.”
“We know something of that, from the literature you sent us when Renee applied to the school,” said Mr. Corbett. “Those nude physical education workouts, the massages, the Artemis Club ... what is that about, really?”
“Think of the Artemis Club as a sort of honor society, a place for orgasmic children to learn how to pleasure themselves and each other. Any orgasmic child can qualify for membership. We teach that there’s nothing wrong with masturbation ... we all do it, and feel no shame about it ... but the best sex is social sex, don’t you agree? And the best way to learn that is through their peers.”
“So the kids get into ... lesbian sex?”
“Yes, as a gateway. These girls aren’t really ready for coitus when they come here. They need to have some familiarity with their bodies first, and know what turns them on. The first thing every child in the system learns, male or female, is that their body is their own, and that every body is different, with different turn-ons and needs. And that child has the right to explore everything their body can provide.”
She took a sip of wine, and continued. “And the best way for a girl to discover her own avenues of pleasure is with girls going through the same thing. Of course, they need to be acquainted with male bodies, too, so we don’t hide them from the students. They see naked men in their phys ed classes and their massages. It’s strictly non-sexual. Although it’s common, and quite understandable, to see the men with erections, there’s no touching or sexual play, unless the child feels like masturbating, in which case we encourage it. But when we feel the girl is ready, that’s when they are admitted into the Artemis Club.”
“Tell me about that. Do the girls have to join?” Ms. Corbett asked.
“Of course not! It’s like our swim team, in a way. The girls join that to become they like to swim, and they want to be better swimmers. They don’t have to join, but they want to. And to be admitted to the team is an honor, in that the school recognizes their talent. It’s the same with the Artemis Club. There are always girls who are not going to be very orgasmic, or not orgasmic at all. They won’t feel left out if they don’t join the club.” Imelda saw Ms. Corbett’s breathing deepen. The woman undid two of the top buttons of her blouse, showing bare skin between her breasts. “It’s a little warm in here,” she explained. She’s not wearing a bra, Imelda thought. This session will be easier than I thought.
“So what do you want from us?”
“Your permission. The very nature of the Artemis Club is so that Renee can learn to enjoy sex. And then, and only then, will she be introduced to heterosex.”
“Heterosex? Like ... intercourse?”
“Yes, intercourse. Do you remember how you got introduced to it? Nobody told you very much about it, so you learned from your girlfriends or boyfriends, who didn’t know much more than you did. Then you had your first fuck, which may not have been as pleasurable as you’d expected, because you weren’t ready for it either physically or emotionally. It was expected that you’d form a bond with your lover, you’d have that bond all your life.
“We know that it usually doesn’t work out that way for everybody. We feel that a more realistic way is to get the sex out of the way first, so that a child won’t let that lust dominate her thinking. She won’t fall in love with the first person who lays her. In fact, the first person who lays her, and the next six people who lay her on that same weekend, will all be strangers to her. She learns to enjoy the act for the act.”
“I’m still having trouble seeing Renee laying anybody,” Mr. Corbett said. “She’s so young, only fifteen years old...”
“Well, Clarence,” Ms. Corbett chimed in. “But if Ms. Reynolds is right, she’s already orgasming. She’s going to get laid anyway, sooner or later. This does seem to be a more positive way to do it. So Ms. Reynolds, how does your program guide her to that?”
“Once she becomes reliably orgasmic, which I don’t think will be long from now, the next step is to evaluate her for inclusion into one of the two Gemstone Societies here. The first, the one the tabloids seem to fixate on, is the Order of the Ruby.”
“Where the girls are, shall we say, whored out to the government?” Mr. Corbett said evenly.
Ms. Reynolds smiled. “You could look at it that way. Or you could look at it the way the government does, as a chance for these young girls to experience enjoy a week of luxurious living in the Palace, an entire week of sex from any number of men, from the King on down. True, some of them will be older men who hold important positions in government, in trade, in religion, or in education, whose favor the King needs to solicit. But most of them will be good lovers, having been screened beforehand by Courtesans. And some of them will be Courtiers, who receive a high degree of training and experience. Others will be boys their own age who, though they were nearly virgins themselves, have proved themselves to be excellent lovers, which is why they’re at the Palace, too, being “whored out,’ as they say. Believe me, it’s a far better introduction to fucking than any of us received at their age.”
“Boys their age? Where do they come from?”
“From the Apollo Clubs in the various male prep schools. They’re the counterpart to the Artemis Club. The difference between the sexes, really, is that boys usually are already hyper-orgasmic and need to learn control, so the emphasis is on edging rather than arousal. Like here, they learn from their own sex before getting involved with heterosexual love, although they learn the physiology of it from women educators, and from some very erotic videos featuring the Courtesan Prime herself.”
“So in the Apollo clubs, it’s again with the same-sex stuff.”
“Correct. And, again, only as a gateway. Once they’re comfortable with the capabilities of their bodies, they’ll be put into heterosexual situations when they’re inducted into one of the Gemstone orders.”
“Well, go on,” said Ms. Corbett. “What happens when Renee and the girls join this Artemis Club? Do they get ... fucked right away?” This was a word that she seldom used outside the bedroom, but the headmistress’s casual matter-of-fact use of it somehow made it easier to say to a stranger.
“Not at all. At the Artemis Club sessions, male masseurs and other male teachers and administrators let the girl touch their genitals and demonstrate the male pattern from arousal to ejaculation. They already know what erect penises look like, but now they become acquainted with non-coital things like fellatio and male masturbation and ejaculation. I want to stress that part about ‘non-coital’ because the girls have to remain virgins until they’re ready for their Deflowering, as we call it. We’re not going to push a girl to anything they’re not ready for and desiring. And I assure you that when one of our girls is ready for intercourse, she’ll be fully protected from pregnancy.”
“Tell us more about what happens to those girls in this ‘Ruby Order.’ What happens after the officials use them for their sport?”
“Once they’ve finished their week at the Palace, they become members of the Order of the Ruby, the highest honor the school can bestow. And they have a new job. Every third week or so, six girls in the Order are sent to a Deflowering Center where they introduce virgin boys to sex. These are boys who didn’t make the cut for the Order of the Ruby, and may not be superlative lovers. But they’re just as eager to get rid of their virginity, and they’ve all been trained to respect and please their sexual partners. Let me again stress that this is totally optional and consensual, although not many girls turn down the opportunity.”
“One of the things that concern us is that these clubs are often presented in the media as ‘hotbeds for homosexuality,’” Ms. Corbett said. “Is that true?”
“I think that they’re better described as ‘hotbeds for bisexuality.’ Kids learn about sex from older kids of the same sex, and naturally they associate sexual pleasure with homosexuality. But when they are exposed to erotic videos of naked children and adults of the opposite sex, they usually respond as normal heterosexuals would. Eventually, they choose a preference, but very few of them choose only their own sex for gratification. And these children are not stigmatized in any way. The rest go with their inclinations, but continue to be comfortable with sex with partners of the same gender should the occasion arise.”
“What if the girls don’t want to have anything to do this business with the club?” asked Ms. Corbett. Her voice expressed some doubt, but her body was leaning forward and her legs were pressing together. She’s getting turned on, Imelda thought.
“They don’t have to. Everything is strictly voluntary. But there hasn’t been a single girl who’s opted out.”
“So I take it that not every girl gets tapped for this Order of the Ruby.”
“Oh, no. Only six or twelve girls per year.”
“What happens to the others?”
“Those girls get to go to Deflowering Ceremonies, too, where boys who are members of the Order of the Ruby give them their first sexual intercourse ... six of them in a row, in fact. Again, the girls come back floating on air, because the boys are truly extraordinary lovers. Believe me, I know, because as advisor to the Artemis Club, I get to go along with them and fuck them as well. And they’re accompanied by a Courtier, who gets to fuck them, too, according to the latest procedures that Baroness Fiona has instituted. And the Courtiers fuck me, too, of course. I usually identify as a lesbian, but I like a cock once in a while, and these Courtiers are definitely the major leagues!”
Ms. Corbett’s pulse raced when she heard Imelda’s confession for Sapphic love. She’d certainly been putting out vibes, but now it was plain to see. With trembling hands, she unfastened another button. The headmistress saw that, and smiled.
Imelda felt that it was time to turn up the heat. “I use the word ‘fuck’ a lot. Does that bother you? It’s a perfectly good word for something that people do every day.”
“It doesn’t bother me, Ms. Corbett said. If we’re going to be talking about sexual intercourse, it’s the logical word to use.” Mr. Corbett nodded in agreement.
“Tell me more about this Apollo Club thing,” Mr. Corbett asked. “How do they select the boys?”
“It’s much the same as the Artemis Club,” Ms. Reynolds replied. “The boys develop their abilities to delay and sustain orgasms. The best six boys are selected by the Courtesan Prime and sent to the Palace, where they’re deflowered by the Queen Herself. Then they’re put at the disposal of any dignitary or official, male or female, who wants them. The Courtesans at the Palace introduce them to a variety of sexual positions and techniques. After they’re inducted into the Order of the Ruby, they’re sent off to deflower the Artemis Club girls who didn’t make the cut for the Ruby. They’re the perfect candidates for the job, since they’re nearly the same age as the girls themselves. They’re all magnificent lovers. As advisor to the Artemis Club, I’ve joined the girls and can attest to the fact that these boys are kind, skillful lovers.”
Ms. Reynolds stood up. “Look, let’s get comfortable. Mr. Corbett has been staring at my chest from the moment we met, and I see you pressing your arms against your breasts, squeezing them together. We’re all getting horny, and there’s no point in trying to conceal it from each other. If we’re going to be talking about sex, we might as well put everything out in the open, don’t you think?” With that, she stood up, kicked off her sandals, dropped her slacks and panties, stripped off the blouse and stood before them naked and displaying a neatly trimmed bush and firm, ample breasts, with their long dark nipples. “We teach our girls not to be ashamed of nudity, when the situation calls for it. And horniness is one of those situations! I love my body, and I want you to love it, too. What do you say?”
“Were we that obvious?” Ms. Corbett replied, blushing slightly.
“Everybody is! To respond to an erotic stimulus is a natural reaction in the human species. And as long as it’s consensual, there’s no reason to ignore it.” She gave her bush a stroke. “I enjoy looking at naked people, and I’ll bet you do, too. So let’s get naked!”
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