Hailey’s favorite class by Goodhardsex
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About a girl learning about good and bad touching during sex ed class. Please remember people I am an amateur author so no need to tell me if my grammar is not perfect. I hope you enjoy my fantasy story. , Hailey’s Favorite class
I love school. Well, not really the classes but being with my friends. Today, I really am interest in health class. We get to start learning about sex which I am so excited about. No one has really explained the details to me or even mentions the word around me before. I can’t wait!!
We are put in a room with all the girls and the boys go in another room. They want us to be able to ask questions without worrying about what the boys think. Our teacher Mrs. D seemed a little uncomfortable talking at first and every time she says the word sex, all the girls start to giggle. She explains that sex happens between two married adults. I was like, ok … go on…. get to the good stuff. “Today we are going to talk about good touch and bad touch” she says. I frowned, thinking how can there be a bad touch? I thought sex was a good thing. So I lean forward to make sure I hear what she is saying because the other girls keep giggling at the word sex. I just roll my eyes at them.
“Bad touch is when someone touches you in your private areas when you don’t want them too.” She tells us. I nod my head yes. Ok that sounds right and now the bad touch makes sense.
Mrs D. goes on to say. ” You should never let anyone touch you in you privates before you get married. That would be bad touching.” Kathy immediately raises her hand and asks. “I have seen my sisters boyfriend touch her butt when they kiss. Is that a bad touch?” Mrs. D smiles. Not necessarily because they have their clothes on and she is ok with him touching her butt.” But if they didn’t have clothes on or if he touched her boobs or front of her butt with her clothes on, then that would be more like what I am talking about.”
I get confused and raise my hand. “What if she doesn’t mind if he touches her boobs?” All the girls laugh. Mrs. D has a serious look on her face as she answers. ” If someone is touching your privates and you are not married then that is bad touching and you should let someone know.”
“Even if she likes it?” I ask really confused. All the girls start giggling again. Mrs. D. smiles nicely and states. “Only your husband should touch you in such an intimate way. That is when you should like it. Does that make sense?” She asks me.
I look at her still confused. “I thought you said it is bad if you didn’t want it. Now it is bad even if you like the touch?” Everyone is staring at me like I am an alien. The teacher looks at me funny and I start to squirm.
Mrs. D looks annoyed and says “correct, because he is not your husband.” I say, “oh, ok.” Because I want everyone to stop looking at me.
I sat quietly thinking about last night when I went to bed and every night since I remember. My dad laying in my bed rubbing my back, then he rubs my butt, and my little cunt as he calls it. I love him touching me and he always tells me he loves watching me squirm when he touches my cunt. My daddy says he loves making me feels good. He says good and my teacher is saying it is Bad. I am getting confused.
I set quietly and listen as the teacher tells us an example. “Let’s say a friend of your family gives you a hug every time you see him. But lately he starts to move his hand down to your bottom and maybe rubs it a little or gives it a squeeze. What do you guys think about that?” Some of the girls gasp. Janice yells, “that would be disgusting.” And other girls agree.
I start to feel myself get a little wet in my cunt area. I start to think about my dad’s friend Tom. I lick my lips without thinking. He is so cute. He is my dad’s good friend who comes over quite often. I loved when he touched me like my dad does. I smile thinking about his long hugs. I use to wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. There are times when his hands were on my bottom while holding me when is was younger. If I had a sundress on his warm hands would be against my bare legs as my dress hung over his hands. Tom would let his fingers rub the inside of my legs and my butt. I loved it. I would put my head on his shoulder loving his touch. He would stand talking with my dad as he held me.
One day when my dad went to grab them some beers his finger was rubbing my cunt lips and I felt it slip into my panties. I stiffened up for a second and his finger stopped moving. He kept his finger against my little lips and I relaxed again. Once I laid my head back down on his shoulder. He whispered. “That’s a good girl. You just relax.” He slowly slid his finger on my bare lips. I l remember I let out a moan. “Mmmmm, you like that Hailey?” He asks me. I nod my head yes and smiled. He kept sliding his finger around slowly and my bottom started moving with his finger. “Mmmm,” I hear him moan. “That right Hailey, you know how to make it feel better.” He whispers into my hair.
“You should wear your sundresses more often, my special girl.”
So every time I knew Tom was coming over, I would wear my dress for him. He would always smile and lift me up to hold me. He only would slide his finger inside my panties when my dad walked out of the room. So one day I decided to not put my panties on. He lifted me up as usual and when he placed his hand on my bottom under my dress his face looked at me in shock. He slid his fingers along my slit and then he looked at my dad who had his back at me. He laughs and says “Wow, Bill our little special girl is growing up!” Now he moved his fingers slowly against my slit while he even talked to my dad. As my dad walked away he slid his finger a little harder against my slit and kissed my head. I hear him moan. His finger pushes against my little hole and slides in a little as he is kissing my head. I tighten up and squeeze his finger since I was not expecting it to go inside me. He wiggle the tip of his finger inside my hole. He moans and says so softly, “just relax my special girl, just relax.” I start to relax and let out a moan. “Oh, God! You are making me so fucking hard.” He moans which I didn’t know what he meant but I could tell he liked it also. His finger slips in a little farther then slides out a little and then back in. My dad start to come out of the house and his finger stops moving in and out. He kisses my head and whispers. “Play time is over sweetheart. I love you”. He leans over and puts me down. “I love you too, Tom.” I whisper and smile up at him. I love Tom. I always thought I was going to marry him some day.
“Hailey. Do you have a question?” Mrs. D asks me. I look up, startled and say “what?” Oh crap. I was not listening. I wander what she said. Mrs, D then said. “you had a smile on your face. I thought you may have a question for me.” I blushed. “No Maam .” I said. The other girls laughed. Mrs. D smiled at me. “Ok then class, now that I explained good touch and bad touch, tomorrow we will go over our private parts more and how they are used in sex. So have some questions ready for me tomorrow.”