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   Sex school for girls part 5 - Seducing a reluctant 11 year old by Carl
Zak Brown (c) 2003

   During my first few weeks at the school, I had only slept with willing
girls.  I had taken a couple of 11 year old's cherries, but all of my
companions had wanted to have sex.

   However, I knew that part of my job was going to be persuading young
girls who were reluctant to lose their virginity to succumb to the power of
sex.  I had been looking forward to it, part of my training had been to
practice various seduction techniques, with Mary, Sue and Linda pretending
to be reluctant virgins, with varying degrees of success.

   I had been told about Rebecca.  As far as anyone knew, she had no
religious faith, but she had made it known that she did not want to lose
her virginity until she was married.  It was my job to persuade her
otherwise!

   She was in one of my Maths classes, so I already knew her.  She was not
a particularly pretty girl, but she had an air of innocence that I found
charming.

   When she knocked at the door of my room, I opened it and invited her in.
I was disappointed to see that she was wearing jeans, as I had specifically
asked her to wear a dress for the meeting.  I considered asking her to
return to her room to change, but decided that sending her away would make
it more difficult to generate a seductive atmosphere later.

   I offered her a drink of orange juice, and we sat down on the sofa
together.  As we sipped our drinks, I asked her why she believed that she
should save her virginity for marriage.  It appeared that one of her
teachers at her previous school had strong Christian beliefs, and although
she had not convinced Rebecca to become a Christian, she had persuaded her
that sex outside of marriage was wrong.

   I asked Rebecca what she meant by "sex".  Would she let a boy kiss her
or cuddle her?

   In her quiet, shy voice she said "I'd let a boy kiss me, but not with
tongues.  And he could cuddle me, but not caress me."

   I said "OK, would you let him do this to you?" and I started caressing
her knee through her jeans.

   She said, "I suppose so, there's not really any harm in that, is there?"

   I told her that I would continue caressing her and asked if I could kiss
her as well.  I told her she could stop me if she was not comfortable with
what I was doing.  She agreed, so I kissed her cheek, then her nose, then
locked my lips to hers.

   Of course she did not open her mouth to let my tongue in, but by kissing
her mouth I effectively stopped her talking unless she deliberately
withdrew from the kiss.  Once she remembered to breathe through her nose,
she seemed to be enjoying it.

   My hand continued to caress her knee, then as our prolonged kiss
continued, my hand started a slow journey up her inner thigh, always
stroking, always moving, slowly, slowly up her thigh ...

   When my hand was half way up her thigh, she broke from the kiss.  "What
are you doing?" she said.

   I said "I'm stroking you.  You liked it when I stroked your knee, didn't
you?" She admitted that she had.  I continued, "Well, do you like it more
if I stroke you here" (stroking her knee) "or here?" (stroking her thigh).

   She replied "I suppose it's better when you stroke higher up."

   I said "Would you like me to do it again?"

   Very quietly she answered "Yes".

   Risking all, I suggested "Wouldn't it be even better if you took your
jeans off?"

   For a moment I thought I had moved too fast for her, but then she said
"I suppose it would".  She slowly reached to the front of her jeans and
undid them, then stood up to remove them.  She revealed a quick glimpse of
flowery knickers, before she sat down again and arranged her T-shirt to
cover herself.

   I leant over again to kiss her, but she stopped me.  "How far is this
going?" she said.

   "Only as far as you want it to" I replied.

   "Are you going to touch ..."

   " ...  your pussy?" I said, saying the words she was reluctant to use.
"Only if you want me to."

   I leant over and kissed her again.  Once more I caressed her knee, then
slowly started stroking up her inner thigh again.  This time she did not
stop me when I was half way up, and my hand continued its slow journey
towards the top of her leg, as her breathing became ragged, reflecting her
growing excitement.

   My hand reached the top of her leg, then stroked across her sopping wet
panties, and she gasped.  As her mouth slightly opened, I used the
opportunity to stick my tongue into her mouth.  At first her tongue
withdrew, but as I licked around inside her mouth she started to respond
with her tongue, and we shared our first deep kiss as my hand continued to
caress her pussy through her panties.  I found her clitoris under the
cotton underwear, and started to stroke it vigorously.  She started to
writhe under me and seemed to be trying to press her clitoris through my
hand.  As I continued to stroke her, she screamed and went rigid, then
pushed my hand away.

   "My God, that was so good", she said.

   "It will be even better if you take your clothes off."

   She asked "You asked me earlier what I meant by 'sex'.  What do you mean
by it?  How far do we go before we have actually had 'sex'?"

   I replied "To be full sex, my penis would have to penetrate your vagina,
and I would have to come with my cock there."

   She said, "If you did that, would you have to tell?"

   I said "You mean, tell the other staff?  Yes, I would, once you have had
full intercourse, the other male staff will be able to have you when its
their turn, you will probably have sex about once a fortnight, with a
different male member of staff each time."

   She said "I wouldn't want to have sex with Mr.  Johnson."

   I replied "As I understand it, you don't have any choice, once you lose
your virginity you are available for sex with any member of staff when it
is their turn.  I know Mr.  Johnson is quite old, but the headmistress
thinks you need to have sex with men of all ages, shapes and sizes, in case
it's in your best interests to marry someone older after you leave school."

   Rebecca said "I don't think that's a very feminist attitude."

   I replied "I don't think the headmistress is a feminist.  She wants you
to have the best possible life when you leave school, and if that means
marrying an older man for his money, she probably thinks that's what you
should do."

   I continued "But that doesn't solve your problem.  If you are saying you
will have sex with me tonight as long as I guarantee that Mr.  Johnson does
not fuck you, I can't do it, the headmistress works out the rotas, not me.
If you are thinking of giving in to me, you will have to accept that all
the other teachers will be able to have sex with you, including Mr. 
Johnson."

   Rebecca asked "Why do we have to have sex with all the teachers?"

   I said "The headmistress does not want you to form a special
relationship with one teacher, after all it would not do for someone from a
rich family like yours to marry a mere teacher.  Also, she wants you to
realise that different men have different sexual needs, so that you are
prepared to try different things with your future boyfriends."

   "Does that finish your questions?  What shall we do next?"

   Her reply was immediate.  "Can you do that to me again?"

   I replied "I certainly can.  Would you like to take the rest of your
clothes off, and move across to the bed?"

   "Are you taking yours off?"

   "Of course."

   "Alright then."

   We moved to the bed, and she took off her remaining clothes while I
removed mine.  She laid down, and looked at me as I moved towards her.

   "Is that your penis?" she said, glancing at my semi-erect cock.

   "It certainly is" I replied.  "Would you like to touch it?"

   "No!" she said.  "We are not going to have sex, remember?"

   I stroked her knee again.  I said "I will do something different this
time, if you don't like it, just tell me, OK?"

   She had closed her eyes, and just said "mmm".  I pushed her legs
slightly apart, then started licking the inside of one of her thighs.  When
I had reached the top of her thigh, I went to her other knee and started
licking there.  She seemed disappointed.  Good.

   When I reached the top of her leg, I stuck my tongue as far as I could
into her pussy.  I felt her body jolt as though she had just received an
electric shock, but it seemed to be an enjoyable one, as she started
moaning to herself "Oh no, oh no, oh yes, yes, yes YES!" She nearly crushed
my head between her thighs as her orgasm hit.

   While she was still semi-conscious with euphoria, I took the opportunity
to move so that my penis was stroking her pussy lips.  I stroked her cunt
with my cock, covering my prick with her juices, then gently started
probing her pussy lips with my penis, pushing the tip into the entrance of
her cunt, then withdrawing it.

   I continued doing this until she had recovered enough to notice.  "What
are you doing?" she asked.

   "I am massaging the inside of your pussy with my penis" I replied.  "Do
you like it?  Would you like me to go a bit deeper?"

   She had to admit that it was nice.  "You can go a bit deeper, but not
too far, I am still a virgin and I want to remain that way" she said, but
without much conviction.

   Millimetre by millimetre, I worked my penis into her pussy, until I felt
her hymen touch my penis.  Then I started a very slow rhythm, slowly,
gently massaging the inside of her pussy.  Would this be enough to achieve
my goal?

   It was.  She asked "Can you push it in a bit deeper?"

   "Not if you want to stay a virgin" I replied.

   She barely hesitated.  "Go on, I want you inside of me, please fuck me"
she said.

   I pushed very gently at her hymen.  Bit by bit, I felt it break to let
me through.  Finally, I pushed my penis all the way into her.

   I started fucking her, slowly at first, then faster and faster.  Her
excitement was starting to build again, and once more she couldn't keep
quiet.  Shouting a stream of obscenities, quite unbecoming for an 11 year
old girl, her orgasms started again, three of them altogether, and as each
one hit, her small cunt squeezed me tighter and tighter, until as her third
orgasm hit, my penis pumped its seed into her.

   Afterwards, we lay on the bed for awhile, then I helped her to clean up.
We got dressed and I escorted her back to her room, then I prepared for bed
and fell asleep exhausted.

   The week after Rebecca lost her virginity to me, I noticed that she was
on the rota to fuck Mr.  Johnson.  After her Maths class the following
morning, she stopped to talk to me.

   "How was Mr.  Johnson last night?" I asked.

   "Oh, he was brilliant" she said "nearly as good as you.  He came three
times!"

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