Erin was sitting in the back row of her second grade classroom.  Mr. Keller was writing furiously on the black board and speaking as though he were underwater in short echoing bursts.  All the students were swaying back and forth in unison at their seats.  Erin had forgot to wear her clothes again.

Her mind was teeming.  'How can this happen again.  Mommy sets my clothes out on the dresser before school.  I always get dressed, she hands me my lunch and I run to the bus stop.'  She opens the top of her desk to look in the compartment underneath.  'Oh no, I forgot my lunch too.  What will I eat at lunch?  This is bad...  What's going to happen at recess.  Cheryl Kowalski is going to tell everybody that I'm naked and they'll laugh at me and tease me.  Maybe I can just stay in the desk, nobody will notice me...'

"Erin," she heard her name called in a drawling monotone.  Pulling her head out from her desk she saw every student turned toward her with sober expressions. "Erin, do you know the answer?" Mr. Keller asked again, this time in his regular voice.

Squinting to see the writing on the blackboard she wasn't able to make out the letters, they were always just out of focus.  "The answer Erin," Mr. Keller called out again.  She heard all the students start to murmur.

"I can't read the board," she answered making all the students burst into laughter.

In a booming voice Mr. Keller said, "INSIDE VOICES," and all the students went back to murmuring.  Speaking softly again to Erin, "Then come to the front for a better look."

She got out of her seat under the eyes of all the watching students.  She covered her bald pussy with both hands and made quick little steps up to the head of the class.  Once there she still couldn't make out any letters on the cluttered blackboard, everything was written in weird symbols that she didn't recognize.  "It doesn't make any sense," she told Mr. Keller.

In a frustrated huff Mr. Keller responded, "Let's see if this helps."  He grabbed two erasers and like a machine started to erase everything he had just written.  In a second he was done and handed the erasers to Erin, "There, can you figure this out?" he asked her while she stood naked with the erasers in her hands.  She shook her head.  Mr. Keller sighed loudly and announced, "Help her out class."  The room erupted with applaus.

Erin started to clap the erasers together.  Clouds of white powder filled the room and she could no longer see but she still heard the stuccato clapping all around her.  Suddenly the erasers started to weather away as she clapped them.  They turned into dust and soon she was clapping only her hands like the rest of the students.

"That's enough class, Erin's not finished with the problem," Mr. Keller said while holding up a long piece of chalk and looked questioningly toward Erin.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked, confused as to what he expected.

"You have to clean the chalk"

"How?"

"You know how," he replied and pointed the chalk at her crotch.  

Erin felt all warm inside and held out her hand to accept the chalk.  Mr. Keller leaned against his desk and folded his arms. Erin was about to bring the chalk to her tingling pussy when he said, "Toward the class Erin, they need to know the answer too."  She turned to the class and they were all leaning forward at their desks.  She widened her stance and took the smooth chalk to her crotch.  She slid it along her thin pussy lips and at contact she tensed her stomach and she felt hot all over.  

"You have to clean it well Erin," Mr. Keller told her.  She nodded and slid the tip of the chalk to her tight little hole.  She remembered how she would stick her pencils into her little cunny and when she was younger she used her crayons and it always made her feel all warm and funny down there.  She wriggled the tip passed her moist labia and around her maidenhead.  She had to pivot the chalk in order to get through her hymen.  It was annoying at first but once the tip was into her she loved the feeling of the smooth shaft of the chalk sliding into her.  

She left just the tip exposed, holding it just outside her small lips.  Mr. Keller walked over to her.  She felt embarrased to be naked in front of him.  He knelt down on one knee, moved her hand out of the way and said, "I'll finish the problem for you."  He reached for the chalk and pushed it all the way into her with his index finger.  She gasped, her stomach fluttering, and looked wide eyed at the teacher.  He pushed his finger deep into her and wriggled it around inside her.  The chalk seemed to disappear inside her. 

Taking it out he said, "The reward for Erin doing such a good job on the problem I think we'll play Head's Up Seven up."  The students cheered and Mr. Keller held Erin's hand.  All the kids buried their heads in their arms and outstretched a fist with the thumb upturned.

"Shouldn't I go back to my seat?" Erin asked the teacher.

"This is your reward, you get to start. So who'll it be?"

Erin looked over the class.  Everyone was silent with their thumbs waiting.  She always like Alfy Lindgren, so she whispered his name to Mr. Keller.  They walked to his desk and Erin tried to push his thumb down but it wouldn't budge.  

She kept struggling to get Alfy's thumb down but couldn't.  Finally Mr. Keller said, "Here, let me help," and he lifted Erin up by the waist and positioned her over the stiff thumb.  "This'll do it," he said lowering Erin onto Alfy's thumb.

Erin was shocked but really loved the feeling.  Alfy's thumb was wriggling around her cunny, rubbing her lips back and forth and then pressing against her hymen.  It popped through and she moaned.  She began to roll her hips, and the warm feeling intensified and the tingling seemed to vibrate her stomach and pussy.  She felt an incredible urge to pee and told Mr. Keller, "I have to go to the bathroom."

He answered, "You can go right where you are, Alfy won't mind."  She looked at Alfy, his head was up, looking at her, smiling and nodding.  She thought he was cute.  His smile made her feel at ease and she let the pressure in her groin release.  The urge to pee grew more, matching the heat and tensing of her muscles.  She wriggled her hips rapidly and was lost in the pleasure.  Everything culminated to a point and she could no longer see Mr. Keller or feel his big hands holding her on top of Alfy's thumb.  She couldn't even see Alfy anymore.  She just felt the incredible feeling surging through her cunny in waves.

Suddenly Mr. Keller was back shaking her and saying, "Erin you're going to be late."  His voice started to sound like her mother's, "You've got to get up now."  In a daze she opened her eyes to her mother standing over her, her hands shaking Erin's sides.  

"Are you feeling okay, honey, you were moaning in your sleep," her mother said feeling Erin's forehead.  "A little warm but not bad, maybe a bad dream, huh?"

Erin was feeling disoriented but answered her mother, "No it wasn't bad."  Her mother helped her sit up and laid her clothes on her dresser and told Erin that breakfast was waiting.  

Before she got out of bed, Erin felt her crotch to check for the piece of chalk.  Her panties were all wet and her cunny was all hot and her lips felt puffy.  She slipped her finger in and felt around her slick slit.  Pushing her finger past her tight hymen she wriggled it around feeling for the chalk.  She was getting the tingly warm feeling again.

Just then her mother called out from downstairs, "Erin Louise, you better be getting dressed, so help me god!"

Erin pulled her hand away from her crotch and screamed back, "I'm coming!"