Girls' Sex Education Class, Part 4
"Well, girls, isn't this fun? Our sex education lesson in the school gym, and we have the whole afternoon to ourselves?!"
"Why the gym, Miss?"
"Because, Cynthia, this is going to be a very active session!"
The other girls, sitting cross-legged in a circle round their teacher, snickered. They knew by now what "active" really meant in Miss Keys' sex education lessons.
"I am glad to see you have all changed into your gym shorts and shirts my goodness, you all look so gorgeous in white!"
She sighed and felt a little blush coming to her cheeks. When it came to her girls, Miss Miranda Keys was as fiercely proud of them as any mother hen with her chicks.
"So, girls, first, let's just get into the mood. Please slide your hands inside your shorts and finger yourselves."
Sixteen eager sets of fingers took a dive into sixteen pairs of shorts and began the twirling and sliding that their teacher had taught them.
"Three minutes, girls, and then we will begin the lesson."
The three minutes was not only for the girls, Miranda needed to bring relief to her own tingling cunt. She closed her eyes and began to jill along with her girls. A little smile broke out on her face. To think I am being paid for this, she thought!
After three minutes, she did her best to compose herself and get back control of her voice. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath and looked with pride at her girls. Fifteen busy hands, fifteen excited pussies, many of them still deliciously hairless, fifteen happy girls, faces flushed, some with veins standing out on their necks as they peaked, some uttering little moans. Miss Miranda Keys flushed too, with pride.
"Very well, girls. I am proud of you all! It's all right if you continue jilling " she giggled "isn't that a nice word? It's all right if you want to go on being nice to your cunt but we must get on, my darlings. So much still to learn!"
The girls looked obediently at their teacher.
"Now, who can tell me what cunnilingus means?"
Cindy's hand shot up as did Alison's. Of course!
"No, not you two. Anyone else know?"
Beth, the innocent but eager one in the class, put up her hand.
"It's the Irish airline, Miss."
Miranda did her best to keep a straight face, and looked severely at Cindy and Alison, defying them to laugh.
"Er, no, dear. I think you will find that that is Aer Lingus. Anyone?"
Winona, the Jamaican girl whose sex education has come on leaps and bounds after the Principal's Sunday tea party tea party! sex orgy, more like! put up her hand.
"It's when you lick another girl's cunt, Miss."
"Very good, dear. Indeed. From the Latin word cunnus meaning cunt and lingua meaning tongue. It is when we use our tongues on each other's cunts."
There was a silence in the room now, puncuated by a few gasps. Each girl tried to take in the meaning of the words. Mindboggling!
"Now, my dear girls, another question. Hands up those girls who have kissed someone full on the mouth. And I don't mean your Auntie Agatha. I mean a serious loving kiss."
A few hands went up, very tentatively.
"I see. Well, I would like you all to begin by kissing the girl next to you on the mouth."
"Alison, come here. You and I will show them how to kiss."
Alison's breasts swelled with pride. She was Miss Keys' favourite and she gloried in it. And she was no stranger to kissing, given what had gone on at the famous "tea party".
She stood up, went forward and allowed herself to be swept up in her teacher's arms.
"Watch closely, girls. Lips slightly parted to begin. So."
Their mouths met, moist and sweet, lips pressed lovingly against lips.
Miranda broke away after what seemed like an age.
"Now," she was breathless already, "watch how we use our tongues. Come closer, everyone, stand round and watch and learn."
The girls crowded round and watched awestruck as the teacher and her pet tongued each other's mouths in a torrid French kiss. Alison felt her teacher's heart pounding against her breast as the passion, genuine and unmistakeable, built up in them both. Finally, reluctantly, Miranda broke off the kiss.
"R-right, girls, back ..... to .......your places."
She struggled to get her breath back.
"Now, pair off and kiss, just the way that Alison and I did."
She watched gleefully as the girls paired off and started working their mouths on each other. Not very skilfully, it is true, but with amazing enthusiasm. It was so beautiful that Miranda didn't want to interrupt. She allowed the girls to continue for a while, noting with satisfaction that some of them were simultaneously fingering each other, hands plunged down the front of their gym shorts or insinuating busy fingers under the hem. It was so gratifying to see how readily even the shyest girls were now engaging quite unselfconsciously in girl-on-girl sex. This, she thought to herself, is what education is all aboutpreparing her girls for the future.
She clapped her hands.
"Well done, girls! Any questions so far?"
Shuffles, sighs, a few giggles, sounds of clothing being readjusted.
"Any comments then?"
"It was great, Miss. Made me tingle. And Sharon too, right, Sharon?"
Sharon was her partner, two shy young girls feeling comfortable with each other.
"Yes, it is wonderful, isn't it? Now, this lesson is about cunnilingus. So why did I ask you to start by learning to kiss?"
Cindy's hand shot up.
"Darling, I know you know, my angel! Can anyone else answer?"
"What is the connection, do you think, between kissing a girl on the mouth and kissing her cunt?"
Little light bulbs came on over every head in the room. Ah, of course!
"Because our mouth lips are just like cuntlips, Miss!"
"Very good, Tina (she of the prominent clitoris), but please put your hand up if you want to answer."
"That's all right, Tina, it was a very good answer. Yes, girls, when you kiss your partner's cunt, imagine that her cuntlips are just like her other lips. And, of course, you can use your tongue in exactly the same way, to explore...."
She waited for this explanation to sink in.
"Now, girls, I want you to pair off again and for goodness' sake, take off your shorts let's get down to business" she gave a short laugh "and let's see how you get on."
All the girls shucked off their gym shorts.
"Change partners if you want to."
It was like some kind of excuse-me dance a lot of iffing and butting as each girl sought to find the girl she most wanted to go down on.
"Oh, and one more thing. Do take it in turns. So, girls who want to be the first to be licked, on your backs! Girls who are doing the licking, get down between your partner's legs and get your mouths and your tongues BUSY! Alison, you can stay with me."
Again the shuffling, the negotiation, the no-you-go-first no-I-want-to-be-the-licker altercations until finally the girls had sorted themselves into seven happy cunnilingual couples.
Miss Miranda Keys, her fingers unashamedly working their magic on her cunt, looked at the scene with pride. And then, she thought, no, no time for jilling, let's get round and see that the girls are doing it right! She turned to Alison and said in a whisper "Sorry, darling, you and I will have to postpone our fun till later. Let's just walk round and see if any of the girls need help."
Sex education, Miranda Keys style, is the best there is: hands on, learning by doing. And as she walked around, making a suggestion here, patting a bottom there, inhaling the scent of her girls' aroused cunts, she knew that she had a class of girls who were totally committed now to the best kind of loving any girl can ever experience. She was reluctant to intervene, but she clapped her hands.
"Change roles, if you haven't already done so!"
She knew how easy it was for a girl, once she was eating pussy, not to want to ever stop. Savouring that pussy taste, that sweet aroma, that incredible wetness that never seemed to stop. But this was education, my dears, not a lesbian orgy! She went back to her place and took hold of Alison round the waist.
"Maybe we do have a few minutes, darling, to practise cunnilingus on each other. What do you say, angel?"
"Mmmmmm, yes please, Miss Keys!"
After an interval of lovemaking when she almost lost track of time, Miranda noticed the time. Already half way through the afternoon and so much still to do! Once more, she clapped her hands.
"Sorry to interrupt you, girls, but you can continue with each other after school. And now, I have to tell you that you are so advanced in your sex education that the time has come for you to share your knowledge and skills."
She paused, enjoying the expected blank looks.
"I have arranged with the Principal to invite a class of juniors to join us for the rest of the afternoon. I have a list here, and I have assigned a junior to each one of you."
Pause again. Cindy's hand shot up.
"How junior, Miss?"
[For the answer to that question, you must wait for Episode 5.
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