I was really looking forward to next day. Miss
Roberts, my sixteen-year-old's teacher had asked me
to help her with the sex education programme for
the school's fourteen and fifteen year olds.
Apparently, their sex lessons had been going well,
but some of the girls had been asking about
lesbianism. Miss Roberts as a straight hetero had
been having difficulties with this, so as she knew
I was lesbian thought of asking me to help. "Pam,
what these girls need is someone who can explain
everything, they seem really mixed up and their
work is being neglected."
I said I would do it, but that I must be given a
free hand. I thought about the best way to tell the
young girls of the joys of lesbianism and decided a
personal demonstration would be best. Wendy is
always ready to try anything so I enrolled her as
my assistant and told Miss Roberts what I needed.
She agreed to allocate me a room furnished as
required and guaranteed me complete privacy. She
told me there were eight girls in the class. I
asked Wendy about the girls. Although, she was in
the class above these pupils, she thought that they
were all mature enough and would appreciate our
efforts. Wendy also said they were all extremely
pretty, which was a bonus!
Wendy and I arrived early for the class. I was
pleased to see the room was warm and furnished
exactly as I had asked for. The centre piece was a
single bed surrounded by chairs. I asked Wendy to
go behind a screen to get ready and wait until I
called her out. I wanted to give the girls a
surprise. Miss Roberts brought the girls in and
introduced me to them. When they realised I was
Wendy's mother, I saw them look meaningfully at
each other. Wendy's name obviously was familiar to
them. I was delighted to find they were all
attractive and seemed well behaved and eager to
learn.
When Miss Roberts had left, I sat them down in the
circle around the bed. I sat on the bed and started
a discussion about their sex lives. Five of them I
found had had some sexual contact with boys. One,
called Molly, admitted that she was no longer
virgin, her cherry having been recently taken by a
boy in the sixth form. The other girls had
apparently watched her being fucked without the boy
knowing. She had not enjoyed the experience.
They all admitted to masturbating and two had used
their mothers' vibrators. I asked them if they knew
my daughter. They all said they did, and that Wendy
was one of the most popular girls in the school.
One giggled, "If I was a lesbian, I would want it
to be with Wendy!" We all laughed, but I noticed
that most of the girls had nodded as if in
agreement. I saw from her name tag that the girl's
name was Sara.
"Well," I said, "By the time this class is over you
will all know Wendy a great deal better that you do
now." I called for Wendy to come out from behind
the screen. My daughter was wearing a robe and was
barefoot. She had no makeup and looked very fresh
and innocent. I knew she was looking forward to
showing the youngsters exactly what made lesbianism
so exciting, and that she shares my adoration of
young flesh. As for the pupils, their eyes were
starting from their heads. They still did not know
what a treat they were in for, but I could see that
Wendy's presence among them was enough to get their
young juices flowing. "Come over and stand beside
the bed, Wendy, "I said. "Now girls, "I continued
"to be able to get the most out of lovemaking with
a girl it is essential to really understand a
girl's body. That is why Wendy is here and I want
you all to take part, do whatever Wendy or I ask
you to. No shyness is allowed. " I let that sink
in.
"May I have a volunteer?" Sara, the giggler, put
her hand up. "What do you want me to do?" She
asked. "Well Sara, how would you feel if I asked
you to undress Wendy? I said. "I would be so happy,
I have often tried to see her in the showers but it
isn't easy for us to see the seniors." she said.
"Well now you will all be able to see her, and if
you are good, go further than that! Now go to her
and slowly remove her robe." The little teen, who
had admitted to fancying Wendy went and stood
beside my darling. The others clustered closely
around, and there was a collective sigh as the
beautiful body I loved so much was slowly revealed.
The creamy shoulders, the round arms and then her
high firm breasts. I saw the teens all staring at
Wendy's breasts as Sara lowered the robe past her
flat belly. Another sigh as her pussy fur came into
view, a sweet triangle of pale blonde hair. Long
thighs and rounded calves completed the picture.
"Look her over carefully, girls," I said. "Imagine
that is how your lovers will look. Wouldn't sex
with her be wonderful? Compare that soft feminine
body with that of a boy. Surely there is no
competition?" Molly, the girl who had had sex with
a boy, said "James was awful, all hair and spots!"
Everyone laughed. "Shall we take a closer look at
Wendy now?" I asked. I was answered by a chorus of
Yesses! I love eager pupils.
I took Wendy's hand and led her to the bed. I
indicated that she was to lie down on her back, and
I put well plumped pillows behind her head. I
called the class to order. "Now girls," I said,
"Who can name the parts of Wendy's body? I want
both the proper names and then any other names you
think appropriate. Between lovers all names are
acceptable if used lovingly. To make it more fun,
anyone who is correct will be given a prize."
I wanted to start with something easy, to break
the ice, "Now, who can name this?" I pointed to
Wendy's smiling mouth. Sara piped up, "Those are
lips," she said. "That is right, dear," I said.
"Now you can have your reward. Give Wendy a kiss."
Sara looked at me as if she could not believe her
ears. Then she bent her pretty head and gave Wendy
a peck on the cheek. "Mum, I think the first lesson
is needed," laughed Wendy. "Sara, you can do better
than that!" We all laughed at Sara's embarrassment.
"Girls," I said, "lesbians always kiss on the
mouth. If it is just with a stranger or in public
you should hold your lips closed. If with a lover
but in public, open your mouth a little and press
hard onto her lips. Now Sara, try those two." Sara
quickly pressed her lips to my daughter's fuller
ones. "Good," I said. "Now try the open mouth."
Wendy gave Sara an encouraging smile as their
mouths met. I saw the little one's lips part, and
signalled Wendy to respond. Her tongue slipped into
the little hero worshipper's mouth for a moment and
then released. "The third kind of kiss is the
French or Soul Kiss." I told the fascinated group.
"Here you really open your mouths wide and let your
tongues play with each other. This is so
pleasurable you will want to keep it going for
several minutes. Remember to breathe through your
nose. Sara, would you like to Soul Kiss Wendy now."
We all looked closely as Wendy took her young lover
in her arms and began the kiss. Sara was unsure at
first but soon relaxed and we all saw their tongues
enter the other's mouths. They both had closed eyes
and kept the kiss going for a few minutes. When
they came up for air, I asked, "Wendy, how was
she?"
Wendy replied, "For a virgin she was very good, but
I think she needs more practice so she can relax
and feel really comfortable."
I decided it was time for them all to get involved.
"Pair off please girls, and we will have a little
kissing practice. First try the closed and the open
mouth kisses. When you are comfortable with those
move on to the French Kiss."
I watched as the friends paired off and began to
kiss. I noticed that Molly was more relaxed than
her partner. I told her not to go too fast. It was
important that everyone was comfortable with the
gentle kisses before moving on. I went to each
couple in turn, and when I judged them to be ready,
I whispered "Soul now." and was delighted to see
them move into serious deep kissing. "What do you
think, Wendy?" I asked.
She whispered that all this kissing was making her
horny. I said that I hoped the girls were feeling
like that too.
"Girls," I called them to order. "How did you enjoy
that?"
They all were flushed and I noticed they still held
hands with their partners. It was time to move on,
so pointing to Wendy's breasts I asked, "And who
can tell me what these are called?"
Molly piped up "They are tits miss."
"Good," I said, "Anyone else?"
"Boob, Breast, Bust," called the others.
"Okay," I said, "all those names are correct. Now
you four, come and show Wendy how you would handle
your partner's breast."
The four lucky ones came up close and I indicated
that two of them should each work on one of Wendy's
high firm breasts. Tentatively, they touched her
tits. I took the first girl's hands and wrapped
them firmly around Wendy's left breast, pressing
the fingers into the flesh. Then I did the same for
the second girl. They began to get the hang of it,
their fingers massaging deeply into the tit-meat.
I could tell Wendy was enjoying it by the moans
coming deeply from her throat. "Well done," I said
"now the other two," and I repeated the coaching.
Wendy was really getting off having her so
sensitive breasts being caressed by the cute little
schoolgirls. I hoped Wendy could hold back her
orgasm until I had prepared the girls for it.
"Next, let's try these," I said gently pinching my
daughter's nipples. "What are they called?"
Sara said, "Tits," Another girl, Trish said,
"Nipples."
"Both correct," I said, "For your reward, I would
like you to suck on them."
"Like a baby, miss?" Asked Trish.
"It is similar, dear, but do it as a lover would,
giving pleasure as well as receiving it." I showed
the girls how to settle themselves at Wendy's side.
My daughter put an arm round each and watched as I
moved each girlish mouth over a turgid nipple.
When the pupils started suckling, I pointed out to
the other girls how the nipples were engorging,
growing bigger and darker, with the action of the
sucking mouths. I indicated Wendy's sweet face, her
lips swelling as she became more excited still.
I let the suckling go on for a few minutes but I
could tell Wendy was getting close to coming so
halted the action. I thought Wendy needed a break
so I switched the action to the girls themselves.
"I think it is time for you to get undressed,
girls," I said. "I want each of you to take your
clothes off slowly. Pretend Wendy and I are your
lovers. Try to excite us as you get naked in front
of us."
I sat on the bed beside Wendy and put my arm around
her. Her skin was covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
"Now, Molly, show us how you would get undressed
for your lover."
The sweet little girl came and shyly undid the
buttons of her blouse. She was not wearing a bra
and I loved the way her cute breasts looked as she
dropped the blouse. Her skirt followed and her
socks and shoes. She was wearing white panties,
which soon joined the rest of her clothes on the
floor.
I was pleased that she had such a good body. Each
of the other girls followed. They were all built
similarly except for Trish, who had quite large
breasts with well defined brown nipples. She had
also quite hairy pubes, while the others only had
wispy fur. In fact Sara had no hair at all. All
eight were now naked in front of us and it was time
to get on with their education.
I called them to attention; they had all been busy
comparing themselves with each other. In
particular, Trish had been coming in for a lot of
attention because of her large breasts.
"Let's play our game again," I said. Wendy knew
what I wanted so she lay back and opened her legs.
The girls had their first glimpse of a mature
girl's cunt. I could smell the musk and wondered
how the girls would react.
"What is this?" I pointed to my daughter's clitoral
hood. There were blank looks from my pupils. Well,
if grown men cannot find it then it was not
surprising that immature girls did not know about
it either! "This girls is the covering of the most
important part of your young bodies. Under here is
the organ that will give you most pleasure of all."
As I talked I was caressing my daughter's hood so
as to lubricate the clit that was still hidden
inside. "Who wants to see it?"
They all shouted "Me, Me," I laughed and picked a
shy slim girl who had not so far had any treats.
"Come on, Kirsty," I said. I asked the little naked
girl to kneel up on the bed beside Wendy and took
her tiny hand. "Watch carefully as I show Kirsty
how to pop a clit," I said. "It is a technique that
few men and not all women know."
I took Kirsty's index and middle fingers and placed
them either side of Wendy's hood. "Now when I tell
you, pull sharply up towards Wendy's belly. Now!"
Kirsty responded and sure enough my daughters
lovely clitoris popped into our sight. Thanks to
her excitement and my previous massage, it was
glistening with juice and shone in the light.
"Hold it like that, Kirsty," I said. "Have here a
magnifying glass you can use to see it better. I
want each of you to come and examine it and touch
it."
One by one they came and looked closely at Wendy's
pearly clit through the glass. As each touched it,
Wendy moaned softly. "You can see how sensitive it
is by the way Wendy reacts," I pointed out.
"Please, miss," Molly said, "Can we all try that?
It looks like fun." I laughed, "Of course you can,
why don't you all pair off again and we'll see how
well you have learnt the lesson. Wendy come here
and help me with our pets' clittie popping
practical."
We laid four of the teens down across the bed and
placed their eager partners between each pair of
slender legs. "Right, when I say go, I want to see
four clits standing clear of their hoods. Ready,
steady, GO!"
Wendy and I watched as four hands went to four
pussies. Eight fingers pulled back and four clits
popped. "Now, girls, hold the hoods back and Wendy
you go round and let each girl feel what it is like
to have their pearls touched."
I was delighted to see each victim spasm as my
daughter's skilful fingers gently grasped each clit
in turn. "Now swap over and let's do it again," I
said. Once again, thighs opened and clits popped! I
was getting seriously turned on by now, and Wendy's
eyes were sparkling as she went from girl to girl.
After a few moments for the girls to recover, I
again laid Wendy down on the bed. By now the pupils
were getting used to my teaching method, so I did
not have to remind them to cluster round. With much
jostling they each found a place where they could
have a good view between my daughter's thighs.
Silently, I pointed between Wendy's legs. "Pussy,
miss. Vagina?"
"Good," I said, both those names are correct," I
said. "But I prefer, Cunt! Although you should only
use that word in private. Now which of you said
those names?"
I took their right hands, and brought them to my
daughter's cunt. "Now I want you both to open Wendy
up and feel what the inside of her cunt is like."
The girls eagerly pulled the juicy pussy open and I
watched as the slim fingers went inside. "Does she
fell good, babies?" I asked.
They nodded and tried to go in even deeper. By this
time Wendy was juicing copiously and that made for
easy access to her pink cunt flesh. I stopped the
first pair of girls, who reluctantly went back to
their chairs. I dipped my finger in and took a
finger full of my daughters come and showed it
around. I put my laden finger in my mouth and
savoured the taste. The pupils looked on with
amazement and asked what it tasted like.
"Well, there is one way to find out, and to learn
how to eat cunt too. All lesbians really enjoy
that." I took Kirsty by the hand and told the
others to stand back.
"Now, Kirsty, just enjoy her cunt. Lick it like you
might enjoy a succulent fruit." The good teen babe
dutifully lowered her head to her senior girl's
quim and touched her tongue to the pink girl flesh.
Then we saw her withdraw her tongue as if to savour
Wendy's jizm.
She seemed to like it and went back for more, but
this time licked all around the spread cuntlips and
then pressed her mouth into my darling's gash. From
Wendy's reactions I could tell Kirsty was hitting
the spot. I decided to let Kirsty give her an
orgasm.
I whispered into Molly's ear that she should go and
kiss my darling. And I asked two of the others to
take a breast each. The other four girls and I
watched as the four lucky ones worked my wonderful
assistant's body towards its climax.
"Look at Wendy's chest," I whispered as the tell-
tale flush spread over the swelling breasts. The
girls watched in awe as my Wendy came to a soul
shattering climax. Little Kirsty was drenched in
Wendy's come-juice, which I was glad to see she
swallowed eagerly.
We four watchers were glad to applaud the four
workers when they finally raised their smiling
faces from my daughter's ravaged body. I told Wendy
to leave the bed and sit and relax on a chair while
I arranged the scene for the next part of the
lesson. I said "Well done! You have all done really
well. Now I want each pair of potential lesbians to
show the rest of us exactly what they have
learned." I took the hands of the first pair and
led them to the bed.
Trish and Sara knelt up on the bed facing each
other. We all admired the way their delightful
bodies melted together, Sara being lithe and
slender while Trish's big breasts squashed Sara's
adolescent buds.
Their mouths met, gentle at first but soon their
kiss developed into a full no holds barred deep
French Kiss. They sank back on the bed and broke
the mouth contact. Sara licked down Trish's body to
her full tits and her lips engulfed a plump nipple.
Sara reversed herself over Trish's prone body so
that she could put her own tiny breast into her
lover's eager mouth.
After developing their excitement they slid down
until they were in a classic 69. I was delighted to
see the skill they showed in exposing the two tiny
clitorises, which were nibbled and kissed.
And then, as they had been taught, they moved to
the pussies. Fingers pulled pink lips apart and
young tongues eagerly plunged into the pink and
moist cunt-flesh. We could all hear the slurping as
each ate her friend and we moved from end to end of
the bed so we could see all the cunnilingus action.
Inevitably, their bodies climaxed together, with
Trish plunging her tongue deep into Sara. Sara
meanwhile took Trish's turgid clit between her
white teeth. The teeny lovers rode to their orgasms
together.
Wendy and I watched delightedly as each pair showed
us that our teaching had been effective. The scent
of young lust was everywhere, as our pupils sobbed
their way through their pent up fantasies.
I was proud to have shown them just how wonderful
sex between women could be. As the girls left, each
came to us to thank me and Wendy for the lesson
The next time I saw Miss Roberts she told me how
delighted she was with the sex lesson. She said
that the girls were now well behaved and very
affectionate with each other, whereas before they
had been boy obsessed, teased each other and
neglected their lessons.
Wendy laughed as she said that one effect was that
when the senior girls showered, there was always a
group of youngsters who suddenly needed to wash
their hands!
THE END
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