Private Lessons

With quick thinking you open the notebook and write a new rule.

NEW RULE: A student can request a private lesson from the sex-ed teacher making them exempt from responsibilities for the rest of the school day.

You close the book and look at Ms. Desra "sorry was taking notes on your lesson. Would it be possible to have a private lesson?"

She hesitates and bites her lower lip "Normally I would say you should focus on your curriculum but you are clearly interested, and even taking notes. I couldn't say no to such a devoted student." She shifts her weight from one leg to the other causing her plump tits to jiggle. The nearby students groan and head to class with one them grumbling "fucking nerd, it would be the nerd who gets to use her first. This is why I hate school." You smile, as the muttering leaves earshot and you look the former history teacher up and down. She notices and reaches forward to your crotch. Her hand finds your hard dick trying to escape the confines of your pants. "Lesson one, arousal."

"Let's go to my office, this is a private lesson after all." Her hand rubbing against your member just makes you want to push her against the lockers right here in the hall. "Ms. Desra could we have the lesson here? Surely it would be educational to learn about sex in a natural and spontaneous way." She looks you in the eye and does that shift from leg to leg again. Your wondering if this is a nervous tick of hers. She might be trying to control her own sexual tendencies. She looks down the hall in both directions noticing they are empty. All of the students have made it to their classes. "I suppose this does count as private. And you are correct that sometimes you can get caught up in the moment and not be ready." Her hand rubs your crotch "you are clearly aroused already." You shudder as your control is starting to slip. You grab one of her plump breasts and aggressively squeeze and really soak in how amazing these mounds of soft flesh are. Her nipples are hard and she leans up against the wall biting her lip as a moan escapes. Unable to hold back anymore you shove your weight against her. The clang of lockers and you both slam into the wall echoes down the empty hall. "L-lesson two, protection." She moans against as your practically dry humping her against the lockers with your face buried into her neck. You come out of your lust at the word protection. pulling your weight off her she lifts a hand showing a condom. Before you can ask where she got it, she points to the dispensers in the hall. Those new rules changed more than you initially thought. "It is important to use protection to avoid STD's and unwanted pregnancy."

The gears in your head spin. You didn't want to use a condom, what was the point of this notebook if you couldn't do whatever you wanted. "But, aren't you on birth control? Couldn't we do it without a condom?" Now it was Ms. Desra's turn to frown "you should always use protection. I wouldn't be a very good teacher if I didn't teach you that." She tears open the wrapper and you want to reply (You were never a very good teacher, your history lessons sucked). You open the notebook again "let me make a note of this." She smiles unknowingly "oh absolutely, students who take notes are the best kind." You were already growing soft. This damn tease of a woman. You would fix this.

NEW RULE: During a private lesson. The student can opt to take control of the lesson. Once the student desires control over the lesson the sex-ed teacher will do everything they can to satisfy the students curiosity all in the name of proper education.

You close the book and look up. Ms Desra is still smiling. You expected more of a reaction to what you had just written. But maybe you just needed to grow a pair and take control. "Ms. Desra, I think I need to be in control of this lesson to learn about sex properly." You see a reaction cross her face but she quickly hides it behind her casual smile. Was it fear, lust, or something else. "T-that's fine. What lesson can I help you study with today?"