Sex Ed: Part 1 – The Incident

Part 1: Mr. Devine begins teaching sex ed to his grade 7 class, and is in for a surprise he could have never seen coming.

My name is Matthew, but the kids call me Mr. Devine. I recently began working as a grade 7 teacher at Pine Valley Middle School where I teach health and science. I love my job, the students are well-behaved and love to learn. We get along splendidly, especially the girls. They’re always bringing me little trinkets or presents and I suspect a few have developed a crush on their teacher.

“It helps that you’re young and handsome” is what I hear from the other teachers when I tell them about my classroom. And that may be true, I’m 28 years old and stand at 6’2”. I’m naturally skinny, but lately I’ve been working out and gained a nice muscle tone. I like to show off my body so you’ll often see me wearing slim fitting clothing. I also happen to be well endowed, my tight pants produce a noticeable bulge that I’ve caught students and staff alike staring. I don’t mind the attention though, in fact, I kind of like it.

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The bell rings and my 25 students, all in their uniforms, file into class and take their seats. The school is a little traditional, all girls must wear a skirt and a white buttoned shirt, while the boys wear dress pants and a tie.

“Hey, Mr. D!” I hear from behind me as I feel two arms wrap around my waist, her small hands missing my cock by inches. I don’t have to look to know who it is. “Sandra, we talked about this. We need to respect our personal space.” I tell her as I unclasp her grip and turn to face her. Sandra is a beautiful girl with green piercing eyes and jet black hair that flows down to her mid back.

“Sorry, I just missed you that’s all” she pouts. “Aw I missed you too, did you have a good weekend?” I ask. She nods.

“What’re we doing today, Mr. Devine?” asks Alison. Alison is a bit of a teacher’s pet, she gets straight As and is always looking for ways to suck up to her teachers. She has a cute button nose and curly brown hair that’s cut short.

“Today,” I begin, addressing the class as they take their seats, “we’re starting our unit on sexual education. Now I know it can be a funny or uncomfortable topic for some of you, but it’s important that you learn about this stuff. You’re almost grown ups now and sex is something you will want to do, so it’s best to go in with some knowledge.”

We work through a diagram of the female anatomy on the projector. I point and explain the parts that make up the vulva. The boys in the corner – Tyler, James, Jackson and Leon – are snickering and making jokes to each other, as expected. Lily whispers something to Cole, they recently started dating and have been inseparable ever since. Alison, sitting up front with perfect posture listens attentively, while Sandra seems to have a quizzical look on her face.

“And lastly we have the clitoris, this can be found near the top of the vulva, you can see it’s semi-covered by a hood. Now girls have a lot of nerve endings in this area, so touching or licking this area can bring a lot of pleasure.”

An “ewww” choruses out from the boys, “who’d wanna lick that?” Jackson shouts out. I chuckle “you’ll be surprised how much fun oral sex can be for everyone involved. Don’t knock it ‘till you try it, Jackson”. The class laughs.

The bell rings and my students pack away their things. “Tomorrow we’ll take a look at some male anatomy” I announce.

“Mr. Devine, I need a little help” Sandra approaches me as the others are leaving the classroom. “What is it, dear?” I ask. “Well, the diagrams you showed us today… mine looks nothing like that!” She looks back to see the last student has left the classroom, then, suddenly, she sits on her desk, spreads her legs and lifts her skirt. To my surprise she isn’t wearing any panties, her naked pussy visible to me.

“Sandra!” I exclaim “that is totally inappropriate”. I turn away from her, though I want to look, I don’t want to get in trouble. “Please Mr. D, just take a look I won’t tell anyone, I promise. I’m worried something is wrong with me” I slowly turn towards her, taking a minute to come to grips that this 11 years old girl is exposing herself to me.

“Sandra, I don’t know about this…” I begin to say. “Just look!” she exclaims, raising her hips towards me so I could get a better view. “You see how there’s nothing there? It’s just a slit. I don’t see my labia or a clitoris or anything really.”

Still trying to avoid looking at her pussy, I look into her pleading green eyes. God she’s beautiful, her small hands gripping at her skirt, her smooth thighs exposed. Everything in me wants to pounce at her, but I can’t risk it. I let out a big sigh, already regretting my next move as I kneel down to look at her exposed pussy, my face inches away.

Not a hair in sight, perfectly smooth. Her outer lips are a little puffy and perfectly hide her vulva. Fighting the urge to dig my tongue deep into her pussy, I look up at her and smile. “Everything looks fine dear, you just have an innie that’s all” I explain. “An innie?” She inquires. “Yes, you see your vagina is completely covered by your outer lips here. If you were to spread them apart you’d see exactly what’s on the diagram.”

“Oh, like this!” She takes one hand and spread her lips with two of her fingers, exposing the beautiful pink flesh inside. I can smell her intoxicating scent, my cock awakens and begins to grow.
“Yes dear, exactly like that.” I say softly.

Just then, the second bell rings. I quickly pull down Sandra’s skirt and stand up. My now tented pants at eye level with Sandra.

“Wow Mr. Devine…” she begins to say, eyes wide, reaching out for my cock. I grab her wrist before she could touch me. “You got to go now, you’ll be late for math.” She sighs, gets to her feet as my next class begins filing in. I let go of her wrist. “See you tomorrow!” She says gleefully as she makes her way out the door. I quickly tuck my erection into my belt, hopefully no one noticed.

The rest of the day I’m on autopilot. I couldn’t get the image of that exposed pre-teen pussy out of my head. I drive home in a daze of mixed emotions – excited, embarrassed, worried and above all, horny. My erection hasn’t subsided all day.

“I’m home!” I shout as I enter through the front door. “Daddy!” I hear as Chelsea, my sweet little 7 years old daughter runs towards me, hugging my leg. Rodger, our 5 years old German Shepard trailing close behind. I pick her up and give her a big kiss. “Hey sweetie, did you have a good day?” I ask. “Mhm” she nods.

Chelsea is a spitting image of her mother. Long blonde hair, big blue eyes and a thin frame. The prepubescent boys in her class are already lusting over her. She’ll break many hearts when she’s older.

I carry Chelsea to the kitchen and see my wife, Rachel, working the stove. Rachel and I married young, we started dating in high school and have been together ever since. She’s the only woman I’ve ever been with.

“Hey honey” I say, kissing her on the cheek. “What’s for dinner?” I plop Chelsea down on the dining room chair. “I made lasagna and some veggies” Rachel responds. “Yum!” Chelsea says.

We eat dinner together, my mind still fixated on the incident that transpired earlier today. When we’re done eating I take Chelsea to her bedroom and read to her. She falls asleep and I tuck her in, kissing her on the forehead. I take Rodger out for a quick walk and then join my wife in our bedroom.

“Anything interesting happen today?” my wife asks as she lay in bed reading. I go to sit beside her, contemplating whether to bring up the incident with Sandra. We’ve always had an open and honest relationship.

“Well… there was this one thing.” I begin “you know Sandra from my class?” Rachel nods, eyes still on her book “the one who has a crush on you” she responds. “Yeah… well we were looking at female anatomy today… she came to me after class saying she needed help understanding the diagrams and then she… exposed herself to me.”

Rachel lifts her eyes and put the book down. “She exposed herself? Who saw?” she asks nervously. “Just me. She waited until everyone was out, sat up on a desk, lifted up her skirt and spread her legs. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath and asked me to look and explain her anatomy down there.”

“I see… so what did you do?” Rachel inquires further. “I didn’t know what to do, honestly. I ended up quickly showing her what’s where so she’d drop her skirt and leave.” I respond.

“Did you touch her?” she asks accusingly. “Of course not!” I retort “I have a career and a family to worry about, it could end me!”

“Were you turned on?”. I pause, “no…” I lied. Rachel looks me in the eyes and chuckles. “Matthew, you’re a terrible liar.” I don’t know what to say. I should have kept my mouth shut about this whole situation.

“You liked seeing her 11 years old pussy didn’t you? I bet you wanted to fuck her too, pervert.” She says as she gets out of bed.

“Rachel, I…” I begin to say but my wife interrupts “I’ll be right back” she says and hurries off to the bathroom leaving me perplexed and ashamed.

Minutes go by and Rachel is still in the bathroom. My mind is racing, is she calling the cops? My boss? A divorce lawyer? The wait is driving me nuts. I get out of bed and start pacing nervously.

Rachel comes out some time later, wearing a short skirt and a collared shirt. I recognize the outfit from our high school days. She walks over to me.

“Rachel, wha-“ she puts a finger to my mouth indicating I should stop talking. “Call me Sandra” she says seductively. My mind is spinning, is this actually happening?

She gets on the bed, I’m standing above her and she lifts up her skirt. I see that she’s shaven her pussy, something she hasn’t done in years. My cock begins to twitch.

She looks me in the eye, “come look at my pussy Mr. Devine, do you like it?” She asks while putting on a voice of an 11 year old. I hesitate to reply. “You have a gorgeous pussy, Sandra” I say as I get down on my knees.

“Don’t hold back.” she insists “do anything you want with me.”

To be continued.

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