By Nevergrowup
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Copyright 2019 by Nevergrowup, all rights reserved
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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions
of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young
teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in
this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful
and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read
or view such material, please leave now. * * * * *
Part 19
Kurt returned home after a very horny and enjoyable time at Ryan’s,
where the two of them experienced lots of sexual activity between them;
cumming four times in total during the course of the day, with plenty
of wanking, sucking and kissing taking place leaving them in no doubt
where their loyalties lay.
Keira and the girls had also had a very pleasant day together in
town. Keira picked up the things she needed for her first lesson; did
some food shopping and also some clothes shopping with the girls, each
of them choosing a couple of new t-shirts, before they stopped off at a
pizza parlour for lunch. They had been home around an hour or so when
Kurt got back and unsurprisingly the girls were in the pool, with Keira
sitting back and relaxing in her favourite chair with a coffee,
reading.
Keira asked Kurt what sort of a day he had had, and after they
chatted for a few minutes Kurt went off to change into his swim shorts
so he could enjoy some time in the pool before dinner. Now that Kaylee
and Sadie had gone home the rest of the girls had gone back to wearing
swimming costumes again. Nobody really knew why as Keira certainly
didn’t mind whether they wore them or not, but for now they had chosen
to put them on again, so Kurt did likewise.
All four siblings enjoyed spending time in the pool, after which
they all settled down to dinner with Keira, where they had baked
potatoes with tuna, sweetcorn and mayonnaise with salad, followed by a
selection of fresh berries and yoghurt. As usual they all adjourned to
the lounge to read and watch television before heading up to bed.
The weekend was very quiet with the children spending most of their
time in the pool, whilst Keira did quite a lot of reading and generally
chilling out taking it easy ahead of Tuesday’s first lesson. On Sunday
afternoon she received a phone call from Michelle who had just got back
from a very enjoyable week in Spain, and wanted to catch up on all the
news that she had missed whilst she had been away and what Keira had
been up to. Their conversation lasted just over an hour as Keira filled
her in on everything that had happened. They finished with Michelle
wishing her every success with her first lesson, and looked forward to
hearing all about it when they met for their regular weekly
get-together on Thursday.
The next day, being Monday was the first day back at school for the
children after the mid-term break. Kurt, Natalie, Rebecca and Katie
were all up on time and left for the walk to school together at 8.30am
as usual. Keira heaved a huge sigh of relief as they left, as this was
the first occasion she had been alone by herself for nearly 10 days.
She had been looking forward to this day enormously, as it was the one
day she would have to enjoy some free time to herself, without the
children before she began delivering her sex education sessions
tomorrow. She made herself a cafetière of coffee and sat down in the
lounge; “Aaaah bliss,” she exclaimed, as she took her first sip of
coffee, before laying her head on the back of the sofa, a picture of
satisfied contentment etched on her face.
Keira spent a very relaxing day doing very little; she went for a
swim in the pool, washed her hair, packed her bag for the following day
and did a fair amount of reading. She did receive two phone calls
around mid-afternoon, one from Stephanie and one from Adele, both
wishing her luck for her first session. She admitted that she was
feeling a little bit nervous, but none-the-less very excited. After she
had spoken to her two friends, she knew she had until 4.30pm before the
children arrived home and her peace would be shattered once more.
Within ten minutes of them walking through the front door they were all
happily splashing noisily around in the pool.
Over dinner Keira explained that she had an early start in the
morning and needed to be away by around 8am; that would mean that the
four of them would have to be very responsible and sort themselves out
so they would be out of the house on time so they weren’t late for
school. Keira told them she would be back home again by mid-afternoon
so would see them as normal when they got in. She also said that they
would all need to go to bed early that evening, as she wanted to get a
good night’s sleep. All of the children knew how important tomorrow was
for their mother and so they all said goodnight very early and by
9.30pm everyone, including Keira was in bed snuggled up under their
duvets asleep.
The next morning Keira was up before 6.30am and was showered,
dressed, downstairs and had the breakfast things all laid out ready for
when Kurt and the girls got up. She called up the stairs to them at
7am, and within half an hour they were all washed, dressed and sat
around the kitchen table eating their breakfast. Keira put her bag and
coat in the car and entered the postcode for the school into the
satnav. She then went back indoors to say goodbye to the children,
reminding them to be good. They all gave their mother huge hugs and
wished her good luck on her first day. With that Keira headed back to
the car and a few moments later she was on her way. It wasn’t even 8
o’clock yet, but Keira was determined to make a good impression and not
be late on her first day.
The drive was very uneventful and she made excellent progress, with
the motorways running very smoothly indeed. It was just coming up to
9.40am on the clock in the car when she pulled off the road and up to
the main gates of Rutherford House School. She lowered the window and
pressed the button on the pillar. “Can I help you?” a voice stated.
“Hi, yes, I’m Keira Taylor, I’m delivering a lesson this morning, this is my first day.” Keira replied.
“Ah, yes, we’re expecting you,” the voice replied, “please come
through the gates and follow the drive up to the next set of gates and
then park at the front of the school; I’ll let Dominic know that you
have arrived.” Keira thanked the anonymous voice and followed the
instructions, arriving at the visitor parking in front of the large
mansion which was the school. As she parked the car and stepped out,
she noticed Dominic making his way across to meet her. She opened the
boot and took out a small case containing the items she needed for the
lesson, before turning to greet Dominic.
“Hi Keira, it’s great to see you,” he said welcoming her. “How was your journey?”
“Hi Dominic,” replied Keira, “it’s lovely to see you too. I had an
excellent journey; I left home just before 8am and had a very pleasant
drive all the way with no delays at all,” she said smiling.
“Well you are here in plenty of time,” Dominic responded, “please
come with me and we can have some coffee and a chat before I show you
to where your session today will be taking place. By the way, I have
managed to get eight very willing volunteers as you requested,” he
declared as a smile appeared on his face. “They don’t know exactly what
they have volunteered for yet,” he added, “that will be a surprise for
them when they find out!”
The two of them headed inside and just before they made their way
upstairs paused by the reception so that Dominic could introduce Keira
to Margaret, the school secretary, who turned out to be the owner of
the voice she had spoken to on the intercom when she arrived. Dominic
asked Margaret if she could kindly arrange for some coffee to be sent
up to his study which he and Keira made their way up to. Dominic opened
the door and the two of them entered and sat down on one of the
comfortable sofas. As they waited for the coffee to arrive Dominic
explained to Keira where she would be holding her sessions;
“We thought the best location for them to take place would be in
the main hall, which is just along the corridor on this floor. You may
remember seeing it when we did the short introductory tour of the house
on your first visit,” Dominic stated. “We’ve set out the chairs in a
semi-circle at the front, just in front of the raised platform, and
have put some chairs on the platform for the volunteers. After we have
had coffee we can go along and check to see if it is set out the way
you want it, and if it’s not then I’ll get the caretaker to come up and
you can let him know what changes you want made to the layout.”
“Thanks Dominic, that all sounds great,” Keira replied, smiling.
They continued chatting until the coffee arrived, followed a few
minutes later by Niamh. “Keira, how lovely to see you,” she said in a
very welcoming voice. “We have both been very much looking forward to
today’s session, which I’m sure will be very interesting and
illuminating. I think the pupils will find it very enjoyable and most
instructive.”
They spent the next ten minutes or so chatting away, until Dominic
announced that as it was a quarter past ten, and that with the session
starting in 30 minutes they had better go along and check out the hall
and make any adjustments that might be needed. Keira picked up her case
and followed Dominic and Niamh along the corridor and into the hall.
They walked to the platform at the front, which was actually a small
stage that was raised about 3 foot off the floor; on it there had been
placed eight chairs that were facing out towards the hall. In front of
the stage there were a number of chairs arranged in two rows in a
semi-circle with a gap down the middle. Keira counted them and
discovered there were forty in total; with the chairs on the stage as
well this was more than enough for the number of pupils that would be
attending. “This looks fine,” she informed Dominic and Niamh. “I just
need to put a number and a wristband on each of the chairs.”
“Tell us what we need to do and we’ll help you,” offered Niamh.
“Thanks,” said Keira. “Let me take eight numbers first, and I’ll do
the chairs on the stage, if you could put the rest on the chairs in the
semi-circle, they can be put out in any order; they are numbered from
one to four and correspond to the year groups. There are exactly the
right number for the number of pupils that you have in the school,” she
explained. Once the chairs had all been numbered, Keira handed out the
wristbands. “This is slightly more complicated,” she stated; “There are
four different coloured wristbands which I need to be placed on the
chairs so that the colours are as evenly distributed throughout each
year group as possible.” Once these had all been laid out Keira smiled
and thanked Dominic and Niamh for their help; “Well, that is all the
preparation done for the first lesson,” she said; “In another 15
minutes or so, I guess we’ll find out how excited the pupils are about
learning about sex,” she said smiling. With the hall set up, the three
of them went back to Dominic’s study, where he briefed Keira on the
short introduction he was going to give to the pupils before he handed
the session over to her. It had just gone 10.40am when they left the
study and returned to the hall to await the arrival of the pupils.
At 10.45am the bell sounded for the end of morning break, and a few
moments later the first pupils began arriving in the hall. It took less
than three minutes for all of them be to be present; they stood around
looking a little confused and not quite sure where to go until Dominic
stepped up onto the stage and gave them instructions. He called out the
names of the eight pupils who had volunteered and asked them to take a
seat on the stage, with the remaining pupils told to find a seat
anywhere in the first two rows. He explained to them that the numbers
on the chairs matched their year groups, so each pupil needed to make
sure they sat on a seat that had a number corresponding to the year
group they were in. It wasn’t long before they were all seated, their
attention focussed on their Headmaster.
“Good morning everyone,” Dominic began, “thank you for organising
yourselves so quickly and efficiently. We have introduced a new Life
Skill this term which will take place over the next six weeks and will
involve all of the year groups participating together. The sessions
will be led by Ms. Taylor here, who has put together a very exciting
and entertaining programme which I know all of you are going to enjoy
enormously. I need to advise you that because of the content of these
sessions it has been necessary to obtain the permission of each of your
parents for you to be able to attend them. I am pleased to inform you
that all of your parents agreed for you to take part. I also need to
inform you that whatever Ms. Taylor asks or instructs you to do, you
are to do it. Do you all understand?” All of the pupils indicated by
saying yes, or nodding their heads that they understood. “thank you, I
am glad that we have a unanimous agreement, so without further ado,
please will you welcome Ms. Taylor.” Keira stepped forwards up onto the
stage as the pupils all gave her a round of applause.
“Thanks Dominic,” she whispered, “well here goes” she said as she
faced the audience. She needed to adjust her position slightly so that
she could be seen by the pupils on the stage and seated in the hall, so
she moved to one side before speaking; “good morning to you all, and
thank you very much for giving me such a very warm welcome,” she
stated. “I really hope you will enjoy the next few weeks; I’m here to
teach you all about sex,” she announced.
Part 20
As soon as those words left Keira’s mouth there were looks of
surprise, squeals of excitement and gasps of amazement from the pupils
as they absorbed what Keira had just said to them. For a while there
was a little buzz of animated anticipation as to what was about to take
place as the students all briefly discussed the announcement with the
pupils sitting next to them, before they all quietened down and sat in
silence waiting to find out what would happen next.
“Thank you for your very enthusiastic response,” said Keira smiling
as she looked around her at the pupils, all of which had excited
expressions etched on their faces. “I am aware that we have a very
mixed group of students here whose ages cover the whole spectrum of
this school from 11 through to 18 years of age. Some of you older
pupils will probably already have a greater understanding of sex than
the younger ones here today. My sessions will however cover everything,
and have been planned with meticulous detail to ensure that they
include all aspects of sex whether it be between boy and girl, boy and
boy or girl and girl,” she announced.
This statement caused a few gasps amongst the pupils and another
little discussion between them, before they all turned their attention
again to Keira.
“Because of the importance of the subject we are about to look at,
the Headmaster has asked for me to deliver these sessions to the entire
school; therefore, all of you from all four years will be taking part
in these sessions together. This may mean that some of you in the older
age groups will already be aware of certain things, however, I would
ask you all to be patient if what I cover you are already aware of, as
not everyone will have the same amount of knowledge, or dare I say,
experience about sex.” As she finished speaking Keira looked at the
captive audience she had in front of her; and also on the stage behind
her; as far as she could tell everyone seemed, for the time being to be
totally absorbed in the information that she had given. She glanced
across at Dominic, who nodded and smiled before continuing.
“Can anyone please tell me the difference between boys and girls?”
Keira asked. She stared at the pupils in front of her in the school
hall in anticipation of one of them answering her question. When no-one
did, she assumed that it was because they were all nervous and didn’t
want to appear more knowledgeable than the others. She was about to
re-phrase the question when she noticed a small girl in the front row
had her arm raised in the air. “Yes,” she declared, pointing at the
girl; “what is your name and how old are you?”
“Please Ms Taylor, my name’s Molly and I’m 11 years old.”
“Thank you, Molly,” Keira responded, “and do you have an answer to
my question, as to what is the difference between boys and girls?”
“Yes,” she replied; “A boy has a willy, but a girl doesn’t.”
“That is correct.” Said Keira smiling; “well done Molly.”
Molly smiled at receiving praise from Keira.
“So,” said Keira we are now going to look at the difference between
boys and girls, and also how they develop as they get older. To help me
explain this I asked your Headmaster to find me eight volunteers; four
boys and four girls, one from each of the school’s four year groups. As
there are only boys in Year 4, there will be two girls from Year 3
taking part. Does anyone have any questions before we begin?” Keira
asked as she looked around her; one or two of the pupils sitting on the
stage shuffled their feet uneasily, but nobody said anything so she
continued; “Okay, so please will you put your hands together and
welcome our volunteers.” Keira gestured to the eight pupils sitting on
the stage to stand up and as they did so they all received a round of
applause. “Thank you,” said Keira. She was about to speak to the first
volunteer when she heard Dominic speak.
“Ms Taylor, may I just say something at this point please?”
“Yes, please do go ahead,” Keira replied, a little surprised at
Dominic’s intervention, although after he had spoken, she realised why.
“I just want to remind all of you that when Ms Taylor asks you to
do something, regardless of what it is, that you carry out her request
straight away, without questioning it. Do you all understand?”
“Yes Headmaster,” all the pupils said, nodding their heads.
“Thank you,” said Dominic. “Ms Taylor, my apologies for interrupting you, please do continue.”
Keira acknowledged Dominic, and turning towards the volunteers on
the stage asked the volunteer boy from Year 1 to stand up and step
forward. A blonde-haired boy stood up and took a few steps until he was
in the centre of the stage. “Please tell us your name and how old you
are?” Keira stated.
“M-My name is Aidan and I’m 12-years-old,” he announced nervously.
“Thank you, Aidan,” replied Keira smiling, “I would now like you to
take your clothes off and stand with your hands clasped behind your
back.” Aidan’s jaw dropped as his brain comprehended what Keira had
asked him to do; he glanced across to where his Headmaster was sitting,
and then looked towards the other volunteer pupils sitting on the stage
whose shocked expressions mirrored that of his own. He turned to the
front once more and after catching Keira’s eye began to remove his
clothes; he took off his jumper first, then removed his shoes and
socks, followed by his shirt. He then undid his belt and the button on
his trousers, before unzipping them and allowing them to fall to the
floor, leaving him standing in just a pair of white briefs. He looked
around once more before grabbing hold of them and pulling them down,
stepping out of them he put his hands behind his back and stood in the
middle of the stage looking very embarrassed, facing the hall with his
smooth flaccid penis visible for everyone to see. Several of the girls
in the audience leaned forwards to get a better view.
“Well done Aidan,” whispered Keira, as she turned to face the
volunteers again. “Please will the Year 2 boy step forward,” Keira
stated. A slim boy with dark hair and glasses got up from his seat and
moved forward towards where Keira indicated; he came to a halt,
standing a couple of feet away from Aidan. “What is your name,” Keira
asked, “and how old are you?”
“My name is Zack,” the boy replied, “and I’m 14-years-old.”
“Thank you, Zack,” said Keira, “I would like you to do exactly the
same as Aidan, and remove all of your clothes, then stand next to him
with your hands behind your back.”
Zack hesitated for a moment and removed his glasses before he began
to strip off. He took his shoes and socks off first, followed by his
jumper and shirt, and then the t-shirt which he was wearing beneath
this. He then unhooked his trousers and pulled them down, before
stepping out of them leaving him wearing his boxer shorts. Keira
wondered with a name like Zack whether he was Jewish and if so, would
she need to explain to the pupils about boys with cut and un-cut
penises. In the next few moments all was revealed as Zack pushed his
thumbs inside his boxers and let them fall to the ground, stepping out
of them, leaving him totally naked. He did as he had been asked and
stood alongside Aidan with his hands behind him. As a 14-year-old he
had started puberty and had a nice neat set of dark pubes above his
cock, which was also soft and hung down between his legs. It was
probably about 2½-3 inches long and was Keira noticed un-circumcised.
Zack, being a couple of year’s older than Aidan attracted more
attention from the pupils in the hall, especially amongst the younger
girls, as this was the first time they had seen a boy naked with hairs
above his willy.
“Good boy, Zack,” Keira commented, acknowledging the 14-year-old’s
confident manner. “Now, please will the volunteer boy from Year 3
please come forward; a slim lad with light coloured short brown hair
walked forward, and stood in the middle of the stage to the left of the
two younger boys.
“Hi, I’m Jean-Marc,” he said, “and I’m 16-years-old.” Keira noticed
immediately how good looking he was. He had green eyes, a very clear
complexion and a dazzling smile, even though he wore a brace across his
upper front teeth. She also noticed that as he took his place on the
stage facing the hall there appeared to be a hint of a bulge at the
front of his trousers.
“Okay, Jean-Marc, thank you for introducing yourself,” Keira
stated; “now please take your clothes off.” Jean-Marc gave another more
nervous smile, before taking off his jumper, followed by his shoes and
socks. He untucked his shirt from inside his trousers and unbuttoned
it, before removing it, revealing a slim, fit-looking chest. As he
reached to undo his belt it became quite obvious to Keira that
something was stirring inside his trousers as a fairly prominent bulge
was now visible. He unzipped his trousers and they fell to the floor,
as he stepped out of them, he was wearing a pair of fairly
loose-fitting boxer shorts which now showed a very clear tent in the
front of them. He looked over towards Keira, his face having gone
bright red with embarrassment, then hooked his thumbs inside his boxers
and dragged them down his legs, as he did so his fully erect 6” cock
sprang up in front of him, causing him to look completely mortified.
The sudden emergence of Jean-Marc’s hard cock drew gasps, squeals
of delight and a buzz of excitement from the girls in the audience;
even the boys were staring in disbelief at Jean-Marc’s boner. Keira
couldn’t help but smile at the way the girls were all leaning forwards
in their seats their eyes transfixed, as they stared in wonder at their
first hard willy. Jean-Marc continued to look horrified as he stood
there displaying a very erect looking cock, with a nice neat growth of
brown pubes above it.
After Jean-Marc’s unexpected revelation Keira turned to the
volunteers and asked the final boy from Year 4 to step forward. A very
tall lad, got up from his seat and moved into position in the middle of
the stage, standing to the left of Jean-Marc whose erection was showing
no signs of abating. He was 6-foot tall, with dark curly hair and brown
eyes. “Good morning Ms Taylor,” he said, “My name is Michael, I’m
18-years-old, and I’m also Head Boy,” he announced confidently.
“Good morning Michael,” replied Keira, looking very impressed at
the self-assured manner in which he had introduced himself. She noticed
that he was the only boy wearing a jacket and tie, which she guessed
was to do with him being the senior boy pupil. She also noticed that he
too seemed to have quite an impressive bulge in the front of his
trousers, and wondered whether the audience would be rewarded with a
second dramatic appearance; in a few minutes she would know the answer:
“Michael, you have witnessed what the other boys before you have been
asked to do, so please would you do likewise and remove your clothes,”
Keira requested.
Michael glanced at Keira and nodded. He then took off his jacket
folding it and placing it on the floor of the stage; he then slid off
his shoes as he loosened his tie before removing it. Next, he undid the
buttons on his shirt before un-tucking it from his trousers and then
slipping his arms out it. Like Jean-Marc previously he had a fit
looking body with a smooth defined chest. Keira stood admiring
Michael’s body as he removed his shirt, but her eyes were drawn more to
what had now become a quite noticeable bulge in his trousers. Michael
reached down and pulled off his socks, then put his hands down and
undid his belt, before pulling this through the loops on his trousers
and dropping it on the pile of clothes. He undid the button on the
front of his trousers, followed by the zip before allowing them to fall
to the floor. Stepping out of them, he picked them up and placed them
with his other clothes, leaving him standing in just a pair of blue
boxer shorts which had a large tent in the front of them. Without any
hesitation he pushed his thumbs inside his boxers and pulled them to
the ground; as he stood back up again, he revealed he too had a boner,
his erect cock appearing to be even bigger than Jean-Marc’s, and was
probably approaching 7 inches. He also showed off a very nice neatly
trimmed set of pubes that were very short indeed.
This time almost every pupil; boy and girl gasped, most of the
girls squealed or cried out in astonishment, as they leaned forward as
far as their chairs would allow them without them falling out of them.
This was the first time they had ever seen a boy as old as this totally
naked, and the biggest willy they had ever seen, not only that, but
this was the Head Boy of the school. Several of them gave a short burst
of applause. One 11-year-old girl in the front row from Year 1 was
absolutely elated as she stared at Michael, her eyes almost popping out
of her head with excitement; this was Kelsey, Michael’s younger sister,
who had never seen her brother naked before, but was already loving
every minute of it, judging by the huge grin she had on her face, and
the great whoop of delight she had given when Michael pulled his boxers
down to reveal his hard willy.