Trevor showed up to school Monday with stitches. He didn’t dare tell anyone what really happened, but a skatepark is far from an unlikely place to get hurt. Lying about a skating accident was preferential to admitting that he’d been beat up by a younger girl—again. There had been only a few distant witnesses who had even seen the fight, so he stuck to his story, telling everyone he fell trying to kickflip a six-stair. Despite Trevor’s misfortune, he wasn’t having the worst week by a longshot.
When Charlie arrived at school that morning, a car was already waiting for her to take her to the middle school. When she arrived, she was lost in the sea of taller kids as she was led onto the campus. As soon as she was dropped off in the front office, a woman quickly found her and walked up to greet the girl.
“Hello, you must be Charlie,” She offered her hand, but Charlie didn’t shake it. “My name is Ms. Aboqrfavkejegdjfy, but you can just call me Ms. A. Everyone does. I’m glad you’re here early. You’re going to be our demonstration model for sex-ed today.”
“Doesn’t everyone already know about that? When someone gets in trouble, everyone can see what happens.” Charlie stated the obvious.
Ms. A leaned in, “Not all students are naughty like you. No, sex-ed is vital, and it’s just as important that we have a live model to demonstrate on.” Ms. A took Charlie by the shoulder, leading her out of the office and down the hall. Charlie tried to get out of the woman’s grasp, not liking the idea of someone pushing her in the right direction, but Ms. A was completely unfazed and resorted to grabbing the neck of Charlie’s oversized t-shirt instead.
“Some schools may teach a prudish version of sex-ed that hardly even covers the basics,” Ms. A talked at Charlie as they walked. “But we find a more hands-on approach is always best for learning.” The school day hadn’t yet begun for the middle schoolers, and so they passed many congregating in the court yard on their way.
On the other side of the school, the woman led Charlie to an empty classroom. It looked just like any normal middle school classroom with the exception of a sturdy long table sitting at the front of the room. It had a mat on top making it comfortable to lay on and there was no question what it was meant to be used for.
For the time being, Charlie was given a seat at the side of the room until she was needed. She watched as the first class of middle school boys began to trickle in. Unlike most classes, the front of the classroom filled up first with students eager for the best view. The stragglers were forced to sitting in the back.
As soon as class began, Ms. A was able to quickly quiet the room of young teens. Many were quite excited, many were nervous, and others were indifferent.
While Ms. A gave her introduction to sex-ed, Charlie waited anxiously as numerous boys eyed her from their seats. About 15 minutes or so into class, the wait was over. Ms. A called Charlie up to the front and continued speaking to the class as she lifted the girl’s oversized t-shirt over her head. Then, the teacher kneeled and unzipped her jeans, pulling them off along with her panties and shoes.
Being naked in public was really no big deal to her anymore. But whispers she could hear from the class along with Ms. A pointing out her features on her body made it a little uncomfortable.
Still, she did her best to ignore it and tune out Ms. A. After a brief explanation about the inner workings of a vagina, in which the class was enamored by the concept of girls having three holes, the teacher began to discuss the female orgasm and the clitoris, sticking her finger just past the folds in Charlie’s pussy.
Then, with little warning, Ms. A lifted the girl onto the table and dropped to her knees. As Charlie sat on the table, the woman pushed the girl’s legs open and began to eat her out. Charlie eyed the classroom full of students, all of them watching the scene playing out before them. With so many students staring intently, it make the girl a bit anxious and so, it took Ms. A more effort than normal to get the girl to cum.
Regardless, the woman knew what she was doing. Charlie felt her tongue swirling around her clit and diving deeper inside her. After several long minutes, signs of Charlie’s steadily building orgasm began to show. Both her legs were resting over Ms. A’s shoulders and they began to twitch ever so slightly. The signs grew more obvious as the girl closed her eyes and held back a few soft coos. This amused a few student who shuffled in their seats as the show went on.
As the woman’s work came to fuititon, Charlie lifted her legs out and gripped the sides of the table. Then she made a strange face as the feeling swept over her.
“How was that, dear?” Ms. A inquired once she had pulled away. “Was it nice?” The woman wiped some of the girl juice from her cheek. Charlie looked at the teacher and nodded slowly.
“Good, I knew you’d enjoy it,” she said happily. “Now, I need a volunteer for the next part.” She stood up and looked out to the class for any takers. She chose a student nearby who had raised his hand. He rose up from his seat and stepped toward the front of the class.
With that, Ms. A pushed Charlie back to lay down on the table. Then she turned her attention to the volunteer. He was thirteen with short, dark hair. She helped him onto the table and then instructed him to remove his pants.
This experience was a first for him, so the idea of losing his virginity in front of the entire class was a bit uncomfortable. But the benefits far outweighed any awkwardness that might ensue. Even still, he began to second guess his choice to volunteer when a few fellow students began to call out. Ms. A was able to calm the class down, though and touched the boy’s shoulder to encourage him to begin.
Charlie felt the boy’s weight on top of her and then his cock enter her. As he began to move himself over her, she turned her head toward the class and eyed her audience indifferently. Now that the act had begun, they were all staring intently. She could see that some were clearly touching themselves under their desks.
As she laid there, the teenager on top of her began to move faster. She wasn’t all that excited herself, but the boy’s breath quickened and he moved with increasing urgency as he fucked her. It was clear that he wouldn’t last long at all. He leaned closer and made several final thrusts moaning into Charlie’s ear and unleashing his cum inside her twat.
Once again, he felt odd about putting himself on display as he pulled out of Charlie. But he didn’t regret it. He was allowed to dress again, but Charlie had to lay there and accept a cock from yet another volunteer.
This time, a slightly taller teen was chosen to take his place. She simply laid there and took cocks as new volunteers were chosen. Not all the students got to have a turn, but it felt to Charlie as though they had. It was only the first of seven classes that day which featured her as the primary source of learning entertainment.
Back at the elementary school, Ryan took Charlie’s original position the principal’s “pet” for the day, set to take punishments for all the students who got in trouble. And this day, his office was particularly busy when it came to naughty students. By the afternoon, Ryan had been fucked in the ass twice and had cum shot over his cock. The final student of the day worked out much better for Ryan, than the few from earlier, though…
“You threw a pencil at your teacher?” Principal Richter scolded in amazement.
“Yes,” the naughty girl said as she stood in front of the principal’s desk. She was an older girl in the sixth grade and already had a rather large pair of tits for a girl her age.
“And might I ask, why the hell you would do something so blatantly stupid, Brittany?” She shrugged at his question and stared at the floor. Ryan sat quietly in the corner of the office, naked and anxiously awaiting the principal’s verdict.
“Well, that was just downright fucking dumb, I have to tell you,” the principal nearly laughed. “You could have at least gotten a little creative, you know. Put glue on her chair or something. Not that aught to be giving you ideas. But then again, you’d probably end up gluing yourself to the chair instead.” Ryan couldn’t help but laugh at how the principal was insulting the girl.
“What’s so funny, you’re taking her punishment for her, little guy,” Principal Richter looked back at Ryan who shut up right away. “But before we get to that, there’s no chance you’re going to keep any of your clothes today.”
“No!” The girl wined. “I can’t let anyone see me naked.” She clutched her t-shirt as if it would somehow keep him from taking it.
“Well, if you’d have bothered to use your brain at all, that wouldn’t be an issue, but as it stands…” Principal Richter stood up and walked toward her.
“No, I can’t!” The girl began to cry as he lifted up her t-shirt. Her arms remained fixed tightly at her side, however, preventing him from pulling it up much past yet stomach. Had she been a younger student. He would have simply wrestled it off, but the older girl had enough strength to make such a fight rather annoying.
Instead, he reached to his desk for a pair of scissors and before she knew what was happening, he leaned over her and began cutting the back of her shirt.
“Please, no!” She whined again helplessly. But he paid her little mind and continued cutting all the way up her back. The girl felt her shirt fall away from her when he started cutting the sleeves.
“Now remove your jeans or I’ll cut those off too,” he threatened with a quick snip at the air with the scissors. Brittany stood and began to unbutton her jeans, pulling them down. To the principal’s surprise, she voluntarily took her panties off too.
She had already stepped out of her shoes and both garments when the principal spoke, “Almost there!” He said, tugging at her bra strap
“Nuh—No,” she replied in a shaky voice as tears welled in the girls eyes. She looked down, watching in horror as he unhooked the padded bra, causing a total of four large pairs of socks to fall out and revealing that her eleven year old chest was completely flat.
“Well, this is a first…”
“Please, nobody in my class knows,” she cried, folding her arms over her chest.
“Not yet,” Principal Richter taunted. “But they will soon. Because you threw a pencil at your teacher, you’ll be going back to class naked today and every day after for the next week.” She barely heard him, mortified by the fact that her entire class was about to find out she’d been stuffing her bra all year.
She was by far the most popular girl in her grade, largely thanks to the fact they all thought she had the biggest breasts of anyone their age. Girls were jealous and boys flocked to her side. But now, it would all coming to an end.
“Ryan,” the principal turned to him. “I think I’d like you to do one thing before I continue. Any chance you know what doing a motor boat means?” The boy shook his head.
“It’s when you but your face in a woman’s tits and make a sound like a boat,” the principal explained.
“Oh, like this?” Ryan made the sound with his mouth.
“Ah, perfect,” he clapped. “Go put your face in her tits and do that.” He pointed to Brittany, still standing in front of his sofa.
“That’s it get your face right in there,” he exclaimed when Ryan went up and stood in front of her. It was a much more mild request than what Ryan was accustomed to from the principal. He stuck his face in the middle of the girl’s flat chest and made the noise, adding to her humiliation.
Then the principal instructed the girl to get on her knees and suck Ryan’s cock. This was a pleasant surprise for Ryan, even if he did feel bad for Brittany.
Principal Richter walked around his desk to propery supervise, pushing Brittany’s head and making sure she did what she was told. She was grossed out by the idea at first, but quickly warmed up to the activity. Ryan felt her warm mouth engulf his entire package, even pulling back to flick both his cock and balls with her tongue. She was clearly a natural.
Ryan’s body was soon floating away from him as the older girl sucked his cock. Eventually, he began to make soft noises in response to the subtle movements of her tongue. After a few short minutes, she brought him to a dry climax while he watched her head working his hairless cock.
Once she was finished, Brittany was sent away, no longer in tears, but dreading her classmate’s reactions when they discovered she’d been lying about her tits. Principal Richter instructed his secretary to follow her and ensure she made it back to class.
“You like getting your cock sucked, didn’t you?” the principal put his arm around Ryan. They were both in the center of the small office.
“Yes,” he replied honestly.
The principal let out a short chuckle, “I do, too.” he pushed down on Ryan’s shoulder and no further words where necessary. He got on his knees and began undoing the man’s belt.
“How many cock’s do you think your little brother has sucked so far at the high school?” The principal wondered aloud as the boy fished out his cock. “I bet he’s making those high school boys feel great right now…” It didn’t seem as though the principal expected him to answer, so Ryan began to lick the man’s cock, flicking his tongue around the tip and then licking down the shaft.
“That’s it, you’re a natural cock slut just like your little brother,” Principal Richter teased before plunging his cock into the boy’s mouth. Ryan was forced to gag on the man’s appendage as he grasped his shoulders and nudged him closer. The man moved his hips, much to Ryan’s dismay as he was made to gag several more times before drinking down the principal’s cum.