Rehabilitation by Sex Education 01

Part 1 - Introduction to Kissing

-A Group of 18/19year olds have been in trouble repeatedly.

-So a revolutionary rehabilitation programme is being attempted.

-Theory is that the group have not connected with their parents or others. And the parents had failed to connect with their kids.

-Teacher thinks they are not able to release their sexual energy; instead it gets expressed in unruly behaviour, crime.

-None of the kids at 18/19 have managed to form a relationship, so no sexual outlet.

-Kids given adult version of sex ed, then invite the parents to connect with the kids.

"My name is Mrs Hunter, I'm 46. You're all here because you, aged 18 and 19, have been in trouble repeatedly and can't seem to find a way out. I am going to help you, but I will need your support. This is a new programme the government is trialling to encourage you to break out of your offending cycle and give you the opportunity for a better future."

There was a rumble of dismissive noises.

"Quiet now. You have been let out of your normal dingy rooms to be with me in this rather pleasant place. Every morning you will be brought here and in the evening you will be taken back to your residential location. If you misbehave here you will not be returning...

EVER

. This is your one and only chance for redemption through what some might call the soft option."

Mrs Hunter let that sink in before continuing. She looked around the classroom and studied her charge, 10 girls and 8 boys, all in school-type uniforms -- boys in white shirts and black trousers and girls in white blouse and fashionably short black pleated skirts. It was decided that the teens should not wear their own clothes, which would otherwise encourage their individual rebellious expression. Just like in schools and the armed forces uniform provide a basis for building unity, comradeship and the feel of being part of something. And putting the teens in school-type uniforms hopefully will reinforce that they are here to learn.

"I have read your reports and know you quite well already. You may all be different but you are all the same in some -- important - regards. None of you ever had a proper, steady boyfriend or girlfriend, you cannot hold down a relationship. Therefore I will be giving sex education, an updated version, appropriate for your age. I know you all had sex education when you were younger, but trust me, this will be nothing like what you learnt before."

The class gave a mixed reaction ranging from groans to curiosity.

"We know it all, we're not kids anymore."

"What can you possibly teach us?"

Etc.

"If you know it all then why are you all still virgins?"

In an instant there was complete hush. There was silence and all the bravado disappeared in a flash after this embarrassing intimate revelation.

"Don't worry, all of you are in the same boat. I am going to try to help you. I believe part of the reason you all are offending is that you are not able to channel your sexual energy in the right direction. And your relationship with your parents have suffered as well because of this."

The group was more attentive now. This class was not like any other they had ever been to and seemed like worth a listen, for a while at least, to see what else the teacher was going to say. For the boys anyway Mrs Hunter was worth looking at. She was a pretty and curvaceous, full breasted lady with beautifully presented brunette hair. Her breasts were nicely large but not outsize large, enough to make her interesting to look at by adding lovely feminine curves to her body.

"We are going to start with our first practical class, covering love. Before you can get along with people and be close to them you need to care for them and that means love them. Who can explain love?"

No one answered but instead some made dismissive groans and rude remarks.

"I see. Nobody knows? Which is I guess quite obvious since you're in trouble all the time. You have no IDEA of love. Right?"

Still no answer.

"Remember, if you don't participate in this class you will not be attending the class in future and instead you will be spending your time back where you were. And your future will not be good, possibly much worse. Is that what you want?"

A small pregnant pause followed. But then:

"When two people hold hands?" came one answer from a brave but young looking girl.

"When two people get married?" came another.

"Yes, when people love each other they show it by holding hands and, if they REALLY love each other, they will get married. Any other way people show love?"

"They kiss," a girl quickly snapped, embarrassed at mentioning it. And with good reason...most of the class went

"Eeeww!"

"That's right, kissing is the best way to show you love someone. And that is what we are going to practice today."

There was a confused look from the 10 girls and 8 boys. But Mrs Hunter continued.

"Who has kissed someone...and I mean on the lips. Put your hands up."

Nobody did.

"Come now. I need your co-operation else you're all going back. Give it a try. What have you got to loose?"

Two girls and a boy put their hands up. By 18 it is normal for the kids to have engaged in kissing at least. But not this group it looks like.

"Who have you kissed, Jane?"

"My cousin. He wanted to try so we did it once."

"And who have you kissed, Carol?"

"My elder brother, he was a bit drunk once and he grabbed me and gave me a big kiss. My mum heard and told him off." The class sniggered.

"And Peter, who have you kissed?"

"My younger sister, she lets me kiss her if I give her a treat. And some other girls. But only a quick peck; they wouldn't let me kiss more."

"Well, well, well. Lucky for you! But we are going to have a practical today. We are going to learn all about kissing! Peter, please come up here."

When Peter got to the front Mrs Hunter began, "Now I'm going to demonstrate the various ways a boy and a girl can kiss." Peter was stunned. Was the teacher going to kiss him? Yes, he was right. Mrs Hunter held Peter by the shoulders and gave a quick peck on the lips.

"That would be like if a mother gave her son a quick 'thank you'. Not really a boy/girl kiss."

She then gave a more fuller closed lips kiss. "That would be more like boy/girl kiss." Peter's dick began to stir. "And this kiss is between someone who really likes each other." The teacher then put her arms around Peter and hugged him tightly giving a really passionate open mouth kiss sticking her tongue into young Peter's mouth. His eyes shot wide. "You can stick your tongue in your partner's mouth and it's very erotic to rub your tongues together." She stuck her tongue out and the class saw it disappear into Peter's open mouth before their lips locked once again.

Hugging him tightly again the teacher made out with Peter. He felt her hands slide down to cup his bottom, pressing him tightly against her warm soft body. Peter was aware of Mrs Hunter's large bosom pressing against his chest. His cock became erect pressing against Mrs Hunter's lower belly.

"And it can go further," Mrs Hunter took a breather and announced to the class. "Watch."

Mrs Hunter took both Peter's hands and wrapped them around behind her and pressed them on her own bottom, squeezing her cheeks through Peter's hands. She then returned one hand in between Peter's bum and placed the other hand behind his head, pressing his lips hard against her own. At the same time the teacher parted her legs slightly, squeezed Peter between his bum cheeks pushing him against herself to grind Peter's cock against her pussy, gyrating her hips to create more friction.

Peter couldn't believe it, but he got the message and fervently began to grope his teacher's bum through her short thin skirt, his fingers excitedly became aware of his teacher's panties under her skirt. He spread his hands wide to grab as much of his pretty teacher's bum as possible feeling the full shape of her panties, even digging deep between her cheeks, feeling her panty's gusset seam. He was breathing heavily but returned her kisses the best as he could, even ventured to stick his own tongue into his teacher open, wet mouth.

Teacher and pupil were in full body contact: mouths locked, tongues entwined, breasts squashed, penis and pussy grinding. Mrs Hunter heard the whimpers of poor Peter and felt his thrusting cock between her legs; she returned his thrusts, knowing what was to follow. And sure enough Peter groaned loudly into Mrs Hunter's mouth as she would not release her tight hold of this head. She felt his now jabbing thrusts as he shot his load inside his pants. Again and again he jabbed with his hard cock, emptying himself and wetting his underwear. As the thrusts weakened she released his mouth and eventually her grip.

Of course the classroom was stunned, not a sound from anyone. They had never seen anything like it. Peter had dry humped his teacher!

The class was hooked, now giving the teacher full attention; no one was dismissive anymore.

"Now THAT is a lover's kiss; when you love someone very much that's how you could kiss. Thank you Peter, you can return to your seat."

Peter walked back feeling rather uncomfortable with a very wet patch inside his pants. He just hoped he can get to his desk before the wetness seeped through to the front.

"Now Andy, for the next demonstration, can you please come forward."

Andy may have got into trouble but only in bursts, normally he was a rather shy boy, small in stature, but did compensate for it by his unruly behaviour. However he was embarrassed to be picked, but at the same time his mind buzzed with what he saw.

The teacher had placed a chair in front of her desk and sat waiting for Andy. "Please sit on my lap, Andy," she instructed. Andy blinked, unsure of what he heard.

"Andy, my lap please."

Andy sat rather uncomfortably on his pretty teacher's lap. "All the kisses you saw up until now you can do so more or less in public. But when you're in the comfort of your home or somewhere private, alone, you can kiss in a different way. Andy, turn sideways and put your legs over the armrests." Bewildered Andy did as instructed. The teacher then crossed her legs raising Andy's head to be almost level with her. But in doing so she exposed most of her left thigh as the skirt rode up. She held the young teen as if holding a baby to feed him.

"In this position you can be very loving and intimate, holding your friend like a baby!" Turning to Andy she asked, "You've never been kissed and you've never kissed anyone, have you?" Andy simply shook his head. "That's good, because I'm going to REALLY kiss you and make love to you." The teacher bent down and started to kiss Andy gently at first then ground her lips to the helpless young boy. He was squeezed gently to her bosom and Andy could amazingly feel the full weight and swell of his teacher's breasts pressing on his shoulder and arm.

With her right hand the teacher began to unbutton her blouse. The class looked on in disbelieving silence once again. With her white lacy bra exposed she dug into her left cup and pulled out her jiggling breast. Andy swallowed with dry mouth. Mrs Hunter raised her breast and invited Andy to suck. Andy, unsure, looked up at the teacher for confirmation. She nodded. "Go ahead Andy, suck my breast." And he did.

Mrs Hunter pressed Andy's head to her warm, soft breast and moaned gently. "Class, you can be very intimate with your partner like this. Whilst Andy sucks my breast I feel so much love. I can kiss his forehead tenderly and I can slide my hand all over his body." And the teacher did just that; she slid her right hand up and down Andy's body and legs then stopped when she cupped his crotch. Andy whimpered, startled and embarrassed that his hard-on was discovered.

Mrs Hunter unzipped his trousers and dug into his briefs to pull out Andy's rampant boyish cock. All the boys squirmed in sympathy and the girls gasped and giggled. As Andy sucked on his teacher's nipple she slid her hand up and down slowly on his hard erection. Within a few strokes she was fully wanking Andy in front of his jealous mates. Andy squirmed with surprise and delight and instinctively thrust his hips up to increase his pleasure.

Knowing time was nearing Mrs Hunter pulled her tit away from Andy's sucking mouth and lowered her head to kiss him passionately, tasting the flavour of her own tit in his mouth. With the passion growing the teacher's masturbating right hand was a blur. Andy gave a loud groan in his teacher's probing mouth and a hard thrust up with his hips as he powerfully ejaculated into the air. Andy's sperm was visible to all his classmates as some landed near the front row of desks and some landed on his own chest, staining his shirt and dribbled onto his black trousers.

"How was that, Andy?" the teacher asked, still holding his cock.

Andy was stunned, unable to speak for a moment. "Nice, Miss," he eventually replied meekly, gasping for breath.

"Good. Now that was a very different kind of kiss, you would agree. Here Andy, take these tissues and wipe yourself clean and take your seat."

Andy walked back to his seat with all the teen's eyes on his cock as he wiped it and his sperm on his cloths. Mrs Hunter wiped up the spill on the floor, in case someone slipped!

"OK. Boys take the girl on your right, stand up and practice kissing. Remember start slow with the quick pecks then build up to the more intimate kissing. In a few minutes you all will be swapping partners to allow you to experience kissing different people."

There was disbelief in the classroom. Kiss complete strangers? Just like that? But...there was a kind of a buzz at the thought too.

"Yes, we're going to do things in this class. We're going to have practical exercises where you get to practice and learn with each other. You're all going to get to know each other very well. So, come along. Get to it. Pick a partner."

The teens shuffled uncomfortably and paired up. But with 8 boys and 10 girls two girls remained without a boy partner. "We were expecting 10 boys and 10 girls, but 2 boys were pulled from this class at short notice due to their bad behaviour and couldn't be replaced. This means Jaylyn and Paula, you two must pair up. Its ok, you two can still practice kissing on each other. Then afterwards you can swap and you each can choose a boy."

"But I ain't...I'm not...but...," they both stood dumbfounded.

Mrs Hunter guessed their objection. So she approached Jaylyn and kissed her fully on the mouth, even sticking her tongue in the shocked girl's mouth, wrapping her arms around the girl and pressing their two bodies together, allowing their breasts to press against each other. She continued mashing their wet lips, exchanging spit for 10 long, uncomfortable seconds; even feeling up and squeezing her bum. Then she did the same to Paula and stepped back. "Now you have. Nothing to stop you now."

Both the girls stared at their teacher incredulously, their mouths agape. They looked around the room afraid that others will see them and will call them names. But all the other kids were already busy, making them oddly feeling alone and left out, so they reluctantly turned to each other. It was Paula who leaned in first and tentatively touched her lips to Jaylyn's, who responded likewise. Eventually, with curiosity and explorative inquisitiveness leading their way, they were each kissing a girl for the first time.

The teacher stood back with a smile and observed the teens in their school uniforms in various levels of embrace, kissing, with hands tentatively roaming over each other's bodies. They were understandably cagey about kissing a stranger.

"Relax and enjoy kissing," the teacher encouraged, pushing the kids.

Most boys heeded the teacher and allowed their hands to roam more freely, feeling the girl's bra on her back and cupping her bottom; the girls squirmed trying to keep the boys from going too far. The teacher saw Peter creeping a girl's skirt up and slipping his hand under it, feeling her knickers whilst really passionately kissing her. The girl, Susan, tried to pull his hand away from under her skirt but all the squirming only managed to grind her pussy against Peter's stiff cock. Mrs Hunter approached the couple.

"Susan, it's alright, let Peter kiss the way he wants; this is a practice lesson. Peter is only practicing the passionate kissing that I demonstrated with Andy. Go ahead Peter, kiss the way you like." Peter couldn't believe that the teacher had given him permission to grope Susan. As it happens, Susan was not a complete stranger; he had come across her before and had always liked her. So many times he would try to look up her skirt and "accidentally" bump into her to touch her intimately. So he wasn't going to let this chance go. Whilst still kissing her he put both his hands under her skirt and grabbed her cheeks and ground his cock even more tightly against her pussy.

Peter then pulled her to a chair and got her on his lap to mimic his teacher's demonstration. Susan lay on Peter's lap with her legs over the chair's armrest, skirt half way up her thighs. He again kissed Susan's soft girl lips. His right hand groped Susan's breasts. The hand then travelled down her naked legs and up between her thighs to rest on Susan's pussy. Peter couldn't believe he was cupping Susan's pussy through her light blue panties. He kissed her hard, pushing his tongue into her mouth; he rubbed her pussy, and he thrust his cock against her bum.

Mrs Hunter then turned to another couple. "Carol, spread your legs a little so Andy can get in between. John, open your mouth so Sarah can get her tongue into your mouth. That's right, try kissing with your mouth open."

Mrs Hunter noticed a couple in another chair where Alison was holding Nelson in her lap. She was quite well developed for her age. "That's very good kissing kids but try this." The teacher reached out and started to unbutton Alison's blouse. Alison panicked a little and wanted to stop her teacher but her hands were full, afraid of dropping Nelson. She felt powerless to stop Mrs Hunter exposing her bra. Nelson gulped and stared at Alison's exposed chest. Then unbelievably the teacher lifted Alison's left cup and out popped a most delicious young creamy breast. She cupped the breast from below, lifted it and offered it to Nelson.

"Go ahead Nelson, suck Alison's breast." He didn't need to be told twice and latched onto the delicate, but hard pink nipple. Alison sucked in a deep breath at the new sensation of being suckled. But Mrs Hunter was not finished. She reached for Nelson's zipper, and before Nelson could squirm to protest, the teacher had expertly reached inside and pulled out Nelson's stiff cock. Nelson groaned at the teacher's touch, and he groaned again when the teacher placed Alison's hand onto his cock, encouraging her to do what she had done to Andy.

"Alison, masturbate Nelson as he sucks your breast and as you two kiss."

"Yes, Miss," Alison breathlessly replied. She was really enjoying Nelson's sucking, so much so that she pressed his face even more into her soft, warm breast.

After a minute she declared, "Time's up, swap partner please."

There were groans of complaints at being interrupted with still unsated desires.

"Come along, swap please. Pick a different partner." The class reluctantly broke from their current pairing, even Paul and Jaylyn!

Three of the boys had their cocks out and walked around with their exposed erections to find their next mate. Mrs Hunter followed Peter who found Sarah. He proceeded to kiss then grab her by the waist and immediately started to hump her with his exposed cock. Sarah put her arms around his neck leaving her body to Peter's mercy. Peter swooped his hands under her skirt and lifted it up from the front, and then thrust his dick onto her crotch to trap the raised skirt between their bodies. He dived under the skirt with his hands once more and got handful of Sarah's panty covered bum cheeks. He groped and pulled her further onto his thrusting cock. He then managed to slide his cock in between Sarah's thighs, trapping it in a warm soft vice of two lovely soft, warm girl thighs, and Sarah's pussy. Sarah could feel Peter's hard cock rubbing against her pussy lips and her naked thighs, driving her to grind herself against Peter as she passionately kissed him.