Ms. Welker's lesson

"I think we should should start with the simplest form of arousal which is kissing," Ms. Welker stated as she approached me.

I was shocked. Did I just hear my teacher right? I was laying naked on the teacher's desk with my legs up in the air so my class could get a good look at my vagina. My teacher bent over and put her hands on my shoulders. The teacher pressed her lips against mine and I could feel my entire body turning red. My first thought was that this shouldn't happen. My teacher was doing this and she was a woman. That thought only lasted for a second, and then I wanted more. I couldn't explain it. I like boys, don't I.

"That was the most basic form of kissing," Ms. Welker pointed out. "Now I will demonstrate French kissing."

My eyes grew wide when Ms. Welker approached me again. She was kissing me again and then her tongue invaded my mouth. It was if my teacher was trying to capture my tongue for her very own right in front of the whole. class. Part of me was hoping that she succeeded. I couldn't help but moan a little.

"One of the most sensitive parts of a woman's body are the breasts," the teacher explained while rubbing my breasts with a determined look on her face.

I was really losing it. My moans were becoming more frequent and my bottom was becoming sticky. Suddenly, Ms. Welker lifted her left hand and started sucking on my nipple. I called out my teacher's name in bliss. I never would have imagined a Sex Ed. Class like this. For some reason Amy entered my mind at that point. I thought about how it felt when she was rubbing my breasts and I even thought about asking her out after school. Maybe I am a lesbian!

"Stand up, Emily," Ms. Welker ordered as she opened up her desk drawer and took out a ruler.

This can't be it! The lesson can't be over before I could cum! I needed it desperately! I couldn't help but notice Ms. Welker move her chair so everyone could see it. She sat down and told me to come to her. I did and she grabbed me and took me over her knee and started whacking my butt with the ruler causing me to cry out in pain a little.

"Class, you will notice that even though this method causes a little bit of pain, it also causes some arousal as well," Ms. Welker said as she continued to spank me.

She was right. Part of me even wanted her to keep doing it. Eventually, my teacher was done spanking me and she rubbed my bottom to soothe the pain. Then, she left me sitting in the chair with my wild eyes spinning across the room. The teacher went back to her desk and picked up another object from her desk drawer. I didn't know what it was until she plugged it in and it started buzzing. I couldn't believe it! She had a vibrator! I didn't care what Ms. Welker did anymore! I needed to cum! I felt the vibrator touch my breasts and I started screaming.

"Class, you will see that as Emily's arousal increases, her voice gets louder," Ms. Welker lectured while running the vibrator over my pussy. "I wouldn't be surprised if she reaches her orgasm soon."

To prove Ms. Welker's point, I shrieked loudly and almost fell out of the chair. Buckets of cum ran down the chair and onto the floor.

"You can rest in the chair for the rest of class, Emily," the teacher offered. "Thank you for participating."

"Ms. Welker, could I be excused?" Sarah asked. "I really need to take care of something."

I couldn't help but notice while the teacher excused Sarah that she had been rubbing her private place over her skirt. I pictured Sarah running to the nearest bathroom to search for her own orgasm.