Day 4 – Sex Ed With Catholic School Girls – Self Love

I had made preparations. I had converted a large room in the shelter to a mini classroom. I brought out padded wooden chairs and tables and an executive desk from the storage hold and a whiteboard. Okay, it wouldn’t look exactly like a classroom, but I had to make it look somewhat professional. I printed anatomy posters and brought in a large flat screen TV and hooked it to the media server.

We had just finished breakfast, and I told them to meet me in the room in one hour at ten.

Mrs. Kelly was the first to arrive. She sat up front to the side. She would be my teaching assistant.

The rest shuffled in as they usually did at different times, talking among themselves and settling down. I was sitting behind a desk.

“Ah Hem.” I said in a commanding tone. The class quieted down and settled. “Nora and Natalie, you guys came in late. I said 10 sharp.”

“Sorry, Mr. Smith,” Natalie said in a quiet tone.

“Why do we even have to go to class anyway? It’s not like we’ll need it for the real world anymore.” Nora said.

“Nora, regardless of whether civilization still exists, Mrs. Kelly and I have agreed sexual education is essential for your own personal knowledge. You guys don’t want to end up with warts or an unwanted kid, right?”

They nodded. I kind of didn’t have a plan for how this would go. “I think I’ll start by saying the most important thing about sex education is prevention. So saying no and avoiding having sex is very crucial.” I looked at Mrs. Kelly, and she nodded agreeing. Awkwardly I blurted out, “So how many of you have had sex?”

They looked around at each other. Mya raised her hands half-heartedly, and Nora did as well. Mrs. Kelly looked shocked at this admission. Natalie then went to Nora. “Nora, you only had oral sex. I don’t think that counts does it?”

Did it? I wasn’t really familiar with Catholic doctrine. “Statistically, that’s inevitable. Young people will be young people, and it’s impossible to avoid sex sometimes. I think an important step to preventing premarital sex is learning how to take care of your own desires, so I’m giving you all these as your assignments.”

I brought out six Hitachi wands that I retrieved in storage. If you want to ask me why and how I have six Hitachi wands in storage, it’s a long, complicated story that will bore you. Suffice it to say, storage is sort of like Doraemon’s pocket.

“Mrs. Kelly, since I’m not a female, you will have to demonstrate for the class how to use one.”

Mrs. Kelly had a wide-eyed expression. “Are you sure?”

“Mrs. Kelly, two of your girls, have already engaged in sex. Do you want them to get STDs or AIDS or engage in premarital sex? I think it’s important you demonstrate for them.”

Mrs. Kelly flushed and straightened her skirt. “W-where should I go?”

“Up front on this desk so the class could get a good view,” I said with a smile.

Mrs. Kelly awkwardly walked towards the table I was sitting at. I went to plug in her Hitachi wand and handed it to her.

“H-how do I?” Mrs. Kelly’s face was red as a tomato at this point.

“Just put the head of the thing, the ball shape thing, on your vagina and turn the switch. You might want to use a low setting first.” I said.

Mrs. Kelly nodded. Mrs. Kelly took off her panties and placed the head near her clit and labia and turned it on. Her mouth gaped wide open as she flipped the switch and it worked its magic. The humming noises of the wand and her moans filling the silent room. The students whispered to each other.

“Ohhhh…” Mrs. Kelly said, her mouth still gaping, her feet look like they were going to curl.

“Mrs. Kelly, please spread your legs wider so the class can see. Class, come closer to the front so you can get a good look.” I said, now reaching under my desk and stroking myself.

The class did as asked and pushed their tables up near the desk and watched. Mrs. Kelly kept panting and moaning. Mrs. Kelly was now moving the wand up and down her cunt violently, her breathing becoming ragged, her mouth gaping, her hips moving up and down on the wand.

“This feels so good.” Mrs. Kelly moaned.

I was also stroking and noticed a few students reaching down their skirts and biting their lips.

Mrs. Kelly moved the head of the wand into circles around her clit in rapid motion and then up and down like she was brushing her teeth, her cunt was drenched now. Mrs. Kelly then reached with the other hand not holding the wand and started stroking herself as well. I finally unloaded my load under the desk and onto the floor.

I breathed and took a wet-nap off my table and cleaned myself. “Okay, that is a good demonstration, Mrs. Kelly. You may stop.”

She looked like she didn’t want to and her hips quivered as I unplugged it.

“Okay well, your assignment today is to spend at least an hour with your wands practicing. The wand will help keep your desires in check. Class dismissed.” I said. They all took one and left the classroom each whispering to each other and staring excitedly at their new toys.

I went to my control center to watch later that night, and they each were all studying very hard. I was proud of my students as I too helped myself to as well to some self-love.