Chapter 7

After lunch was Basic Intercourse 102, another mandatory class for all new students. This class was a little more worrying to 12yr old Sandra. She had been a virgin until just the other day, when the principle had her in his office for the introductory interview. It had been a lot more like a rape. But some how whenever she thought about it, a tingle of pleasure came to her tummy, along with fear. Sandra was not sure how she would react when it came time to have some one...fuck her again. Still, she appeared to walk confidently into the class room, with shy little Magan in tow. Although she was the same age, Magan seemed younger.

The class had large tables, instead of the more traditional desks. At the front of the room next to the teacher's desk was a bed. The teacher was a man in his early 30s with glasses, dressed very conservatively in a suit. He looked friendly. Beside him was his assistant, a girl about 16, she was a little plump and quite plain looking. The room was nearly empty when Sandra and company arrived The teacher waved them towards the front, "People are often slow getting here after lunch" he said "Come down here and take a seat."

Sandra did as directed, sitting at the table near the front, looking a bit nervous. Magan sat on one side of her and Billy on the other. She smiled a little shyly at the assistant... she was starting to realize that she liked the plumper, plainer look in a girl, finding it sexier... and then watched the teacher carefully to see where he was like.

As Sandra got settled the assistant gave he a small glance and went back to chatting with the teacher, about her summer. Sandra suddenly realized that she had heard that voice before,... one of the students that had been in the dining hall at lunch, talking with her friends about her adventures as a babysitter, very very naughty adventures. She blushed hotly at the realisation, squirming a bit as the connection of the tales of the adventures with the assistant sent a thrill directly between her legs. Then she tried to settle down for the class. Her hand, almost casually, moved to find Magan's thigh under the table again.

The plump girl was smiling as she explained the adventure for the teacher's approval.

"After I put the little girl to bed, I went back down stairs to masturbate; I could not stop thinking of how sexy her dad was. The kid came out of her room to watch me, so I put on a really big show. I rubbed my tits and used one hand then both on my pussy, when I came I was extra loud." the teacher laughed, being able to imagine exactly what that looked like.

Sandra was blushing hotly by now, and tried to relieve some of her emotion by squeezing Magan's thigh, breathing hard as she could imagine a little herself how powerful the moment must have been.

The assistant continued her story hotly "after I recovered, I gave the girl a few minutes, then I snuck up the stairs and peeked in to her room, sure enough she was doing it to herself, one hand pinching her little 4yr old nipples the other between her skinny legs." Magan listened and spread her legs a little, giving in to her friend's unspoken desire.

Sandra controlled herself a little more this time, restricting herself to just stroking the inside of Magan's thigh while she listened, waiting almost impatiently for the others to arrive so that the class could begin.

As more students slowly walked in, the assistant continued her story "I walked in on the little slut and we did it, she didn't try to cover herself or bitch or anything, just opened her legs more and I stated licking her, 4yr old pussy. It was sooo sexy and wet." The teacher gave her a stern look of disapproval, then glanced at the students.

Sandra was breathing hard, her face flushed at the story. She squirreled away another thought in her head for something she wanted to try and then tried to compose herself under the teacher's gaze, taking a deep breath and glancing at the other students as they entered.

The plump girl smiled at the students, "but that's not quite the end of the story, we must have 69ed for like an hour, then her dad came home. He caught us. He called me a dirty whore, for taking advantage of his baby-girl, and then he demanded that I suck his cock. After that, he fucked me doggy style, while his daughter watched."

Sandra's eyes widened and she bit her lip, gripping Magan's thigh tightly again and glancing across to see how her new friends were taking the story. Magan was trying not to squirm too much in her seat, it was obvious that the story had her hot and wet, but she did not want to touch herself.

Billy on the other hand had no such feelings of restraint, he was stroking his stick prick and staring at the plump girl's tits...wishing he could see her naked. Sandra smiled to herself, getting a good look at Billy's shaft before getting control of herself again and settling back to wait for the lesson. She'd also been eyeing the plump girl, wondering what she looked like naked, but assumed they'd get to see soon enough.

The teacher, seeming not to notice any of what was going on under the desks, reached his hand under his assistant's skirt...his finger sank deep into her cunt, causing her to moan loudly "that man was right you know. You are a dirty, baby-girl, sucking whore. I hope he taught you a lesson and made you scream."

The assistant gave a nod, "Yes he sure did, Sir. My poor little pussy hurt for days."

Sandra was a bit startled at the teacher's comment, but assumed it was part of the class. She stole a few more looks at Billy's member, the sight also giving her a thrill, before returning her attention to the girl. The assistant was riding the teacher's hand, gasping slightly now.

Billy was spurting his cream as the teacher gave his assistant a little finger fucking. Then with out warning the teacher took his fingers out of the wet pump pussy and he said "Now class lets get started. My name is Mr. Abercum, this is my assistant Miss Bethanny. Over the next few weeks you will all be fucking Beth, and each other a great deal." he let that statement sink in for a moment.

Sandra raised a hand and waited till the teacher acknowledged her.

"Um, Sir, will the boys be fucking the boys?" She felt a thrill even at the rude word, and smiled with pink cheeks at the teacher.

"No not in this class they will not." He said "This is Basic intercourse, boys fucking girls the way god intended it. All that sick nasty sex you will learn in other classes." He looked directly at Sandra, "any unnatural sex acts, are forbidden in my class and will result in punishment." He said sternly.

Again, she was surprised, blushing even more and pulling her hand slowly away from Magan's leg... her fingertips had been almost brushing Magan's slit.

"Y... yes, Sir," she murmured, taken aback, her eyes dropping.

"I will tell you all right now, I come form a traditional back ground, which does not mean that I have no sense of humour. Fun is fine, so long as it is done the right way. Just like sex." He walked up and down the rows as he talked, hands clasped behind his back. "Girls you are here to serve the boys, you will do as they say. Boys you are here to learn to be men. That means being both confident and considerate, not simply selfish pricks."

"He sounds a lot like my father." whispered Magan. Sandra wanted to touch Magan more than ever now, both because it was forbidden and because she wanted to comfort her. She waited until the teacher was too far away to see, as best she could judge, and then put her hand back on Magan's leg, sliding one finger down to press into her slit. Magan gave a happy gasp, but was a bit to loud about it.

The teacher turned his head at the sound. "You two stand up" he ordered

Sandra pulled her hand away a bit too slowly... the teacher probably saw. Her finger was also glistening with Magan's wetness. She stood up slowly, cursing her own sillyness, her eyes wide with apprehension. Mr Abercum walked over to the two girls, his new trouble making students.

"Show me your hands." he ordered

Her hands shaking with nervousness, she held them out, acutely aware of the wetness on her middle finger. Magan at least was safe; her hands had been quite well behaved. The teacher took a good look, and a sniff. He said nothing for a moment. Then he took a step back.

"Lift your skirts, now." he said firmly

Sandra's hands shook even more as she raised her skirt, revealing her glistening, smooth slit to the teacher and any students at the right angle. Her cheeks were bright red and her eyes were firmly fixed on the floor. Magan kept her eyes down, with out any hesitation she did as she was told, lifting her skirt to let him see her naked pussy. The reflex of obedience overcame any though of the many kids who would now get a look at her smooth little slit.

Several gasps of excitement ran through the class. Sandra was struggling with a mix of nervousness at a potential punishment, and deep excitement at the sexual thrill of her forced exposure. Magan was praying that the teacher would not bend her over and fuck her dirty sinful cunt in front of the class. She knew it was wrong to let a girl touch her down there, the way her new friend had been doing. But she really liked the feelings that tingled in her tummy when Sandra's hand slipped between her legs.

The teacher took a good look at both girls; then waved for them to put their skirts down.

"As this is your first day, Im not going to punish you. But be warned, disrupting the class or failing to do as you are told are serious offences. A spanking at the front of the class is the first stage of punishment, then we move up to caning, anal rape with a big dildo is the next step, don't even ask what comes after that."

The rest of the afternoon passed in a bit of a blur for Sandra. She kept imagining herself or one of her friends being taken up to the front of the class to be punished. It was a perverse mix of dread and pleasure. What would it be like to see shy little Magan have her ass exposed and beaten bright red. What would it feel like when it happened to her own young ass?