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It apparently has deep messages and morals intertwined within the story, but being an 11-year-old child, she doesn’t particularly look for a deeper meaning than “these two girls are super cool fighters and I wish they would kiss.” \nAnyhow, it’s 8:00 in the morning and her class is in the middle of reading her favorite book, to which she was called upon to reads a passage. Her teacher, Ms. Freling, waited patiently as Cecilia jumped out of her seat with book in hand and began reciting the next two sentences in her high, bubbly voice. “I knew there was a trap door under the dining room table, Ran! I bet that’s where the thieves escaped into! We must follow them, quickly!” Even though there were few slip-ups and fumbling over her own words, she delivered the passage relatively well. Ms. Freling gave her a thumbs up as the other students either nodded in approval or struggled to keep their eyes open. One of them drooling on the pages. “Alrighty then, thank you Cecilia! You may sit down now.” Cecilia plops her-self back down in her seat as her teacher clears her throat. “Well class, we only have 15 minutes left, so how about ‘yall take to reading on your own for the rest of the time. Ah! And hose caught sleeping will have to write me a five-paragraph paper on what they learned from the book!”\nThat quickly snapped the sleepy students out of their daze as most of them went on to diligently read, and the others pretend they were defiantly paying attention and reading. Cecelia sighed happily and continued reading her book. She loved putting herself in all these crazy adventures. With her imagination, it was like she was really there! Hunting for treasures and chasing rare monsters (and imagining all the pretty girls doing lewd things to each other) made her super excited to read the next book in the series. She contently buries her-self in the book, unaware of a pair of eyes on her as she reads. Cecilia’s long, wavy vanilla cream hair with chocolate coffee streaks, her young, bright green eyes as she gets so enamored with the story, her soft, tender lips.... Ms. Freling takes in all the details of her students, especially her most favorite and prized one. Ms. Freling adores the way she gets so excited for learning and brings her little gifts like pencils and cookies nearly every week.\nMs. Freling is a modest raccoon-woman, with a super curly burgundy perm and a plush, voluptuous body, hailing from Tennessee. She decided to take up teaching in the heart Kansas after a bad breakup with her previous girl-friend. Just to get to get a fresh start with some freshly baked faces as she would put it. And the faces she found she loved them all to pieces, particularly Cecilia and another little girl who’s been surprisingly quiet today. Which concerns her because she's usually more full of pep and vigor, yet she's just sitting quietly in the corner, probably struggling to read by her-self. The child in question as Mrs. Frelings eyes move over to her, is young Terry. A round pink fairy armadillo with the shell the color of salmon and a mess of curly red hair who enjoys running around, cute girls, and screaming, lots of screaming. For fun. Which worries some of the teachers sometimes when she’s out on the playground and starts screaming for no apparent reason. She’s practically best friends with basically everyone, including (sorta) the school bully. At this moment though, she sits behind Cecilia, pouting to herself as the girl in front of begins to shift a little in her seat. Cecilia starts to giggle as Terry begins to become quite irritated with her book as she hears the giggling and remembers Cecilia’s right in front of her. Still watching, Ms. Freling observes as Terry taps the other girl on the shoulder with her blunt little claws. \n“Psst, hey, Cecilia! You mind helping me with this word? I’m kinda stuck.”\n“Huh? O-oh Terry! Sure!” \nShe pops up out of her seat and leans over the other girl's shoulder. “Which word is it? IS it that one?” Cecilia puts a finger on the word “machine”. “No no, it's this one!” She gently takes Cecilias finger and drags over to the word “Suspicious”. “Oh, that one? Uh, hm, it’s suc-spic-us? Susp-ici-os?” The teacher watched as the poor girl tried Multiple times to pronounce that word before sighing and sauntering over to Terry’s desk. “Hey hon’s, havin’ trouble soundin’ out a word?’” Both girls look up at her in surprise and mutter and squeak, “Yes ma'am” at the same time, both with high amounts of energy. Ms. Freling finds it to be absolutely adorable. She giggles at the girl's unintentional synchronization. “Alright, lemme’ see here...” She leans into Cecilia “Accidently”, her rather large breasts pressing into the other girl's arm with her left cheek barely brushing against Cecilia's, her breath smelling of lemon drop gum. “A-ah, Ms. Freling, you're a bit close...?” \n“Suspicious” She says breathily to both girls, Terrys eyes widening as she cautiously touches Cecilia’s hand with own, slender, manicured fingers. “The word you're tryin’ to pronounce is suspicious. She takes a gander at Terrys shocked expression and Cecilia’s beautifully red face and giggles. “Need anything else, Sweeties?” Both girls shake their heads, a sly smile spreads across the teachers face as she slides her hand of Cecilia’s, and with a wink and a nod, she moves away from them both and maneuvers her way between the student's desks. Some of the girls were turned around and staring at her as she quickly moves to front of the room, just in time for the bell to trill. Alight class, remember to finish chapter 6 before Friday! I’ll see you later, dears!”\nEveryone, aside from Terry, Cecilia, and a few stragglers gathering their things all start to shuffle out of the classroom. “Cecilia, what the heck was that? She put her titties on you!” Exclaimed Terry. Cecillia's face became an even brighter red, her huge emerald eyes sparkling with disbelief. “I-I don’t know, she just touched me for reason!” She Gingerly touched her own hand and sighed. “It did feel pretty nice though... and don’t call them titties, you weirdo.” Terry slid out of her seat and snatch up her back pack and book. “But that’s what they are! Titties! Just like my two mommies! Though I think my squirrel mommy has bigger titties than hers!” Cecilia’s vagina grew warm and twitched at the mention of titties every single time. It didn’t help that there were other girls eavesdropping and giggling at Terry brash remarks about her mother's cleavage.\n“Terry, Shh! We’re still in class!” She whined, hoping Terry would get the hint to stop talking. “What does that matter? We can talk about whatever we want! We can even talk about ‘gina holes if we want! No one cares!” She did not. It got worse. The giggling started to heighten in volume as the other girls started whispering to each other and stealing side glances at Terry. “Ugh” Cecilia felt as though she eas about to catch fire with the heat of her embarrassment as she quickly shoved everything into her bag and started dragging Terry though the gaggle of girls, some of which snickered and reached out to touch Terry who simply shrugged them off. “Hey! Cecilia, that kinda hurts!” Terry was starting to squirm in Cecilia's tight grasp on her wrist as she drags both of them out the door and quickly past Ms. Freling who gave the two girls another sultry wink as they rushed by. “O-oh, sorry.” She released her grip on Terry's wrist once they’ve gotten to the middle of the walkway. Both girls stand near the locker as to not get trampled by a sea of students.\n“What the heck, Cecilia? What’re you so scared of? They're not gonna beat us up for talking about tities.”\n“I know, but...”\nCecilia’s cheeks were still rosy from that “Exciting encounter” with Ms. Freling, the heat rushing from her face to her entire body when she remembers all the others watch and snickering, probably making fun of her and Terry. Especially Terry. Though she is well loved by most students, her crass behavior can put her at the butt of many jokes. This worried Cecilia a lot, she didn’t like the idea of people making fun of her friend behind her back. Who would? She tries to tell Terry about it all the time, but her response is always “Okay, that’s fine. I can't stop them anyway so I'll just ignore them.” Which worries Cecilia even more. She lets out an exaggerated sigh and shakes her head at the other girl. “They were starring too much, and making fun of you, and-” She shakes her head a little violently, the scene of Ms. Freling touching her flashed through her mind. She admits that she really liked it, Ms. Freling being so nice and pretty and all, however... “Ms. Freling acted really weird and I don’t know how to feel about it!” Cecilia sputtered.\nTerry simply blinked at her and shrugged, “Eh, Ive had teachers touch me before, though I was shocked that she did it in front of everyone. Usually, they wait til lunch or after school to do stuff like that.” “What?” Cecilia just stared at her, friend, a very worried expression crossing to face only to be replaced with exhaustion. “Terry, you shouldn’t be letting teachers touch you like that! You could get in trouble! Terry rolled her eyes, the corner of her mouth twitching. “It’s fiiiiine, they always ask me first and if i say no they back off. It's fine! It can actually be kinda fun!” Now Cecilia’s eye twitched slightly at that comment. For some reason she feels like she’s making it sound too easy. But who was she to argue with her friends pretty sound logic? So, she just sighs and is about to just agree with her until she her the shrill trill of the school bell. “Oh, shoot Terry, were gonna be late for social studies! Let’s just go!” Terry huffed unwillingly, not being a hug fan of social studies, and runs after a speeding Cecilia as they make their way over to their next class.\nThe next few classes went by uneventfully, Terry constantly fidgeting in her seat and giving wrong answers on purpose while Cecilia is a little less invested in her classes this time, considering she has a certain lady racoon on her mind. She just couldn’t get over it. The way her soft, gentle eyes the colors of chartreuse liquor looked at her, the way her soft, bushy fur pressed against hers, her giant, plush breasts..... Cecilia quickly shook those thoughts from her mind. She needed to focus. She didn’t want to get bad grades or let her teachers down, especially not Ms- \nShe just sighed and continued reading along with the class out of her honestly pretty boring history book. Both Terry and Cecilia slogged through their classes until the lunch bell rang, causing all the students to swarm towards the cafeteria, briefly separating Terry and Cecilia. She assumed Terry would find her once they got their food so she hurried along towards the lunch line. Cecilia decided that today she’d try their macaroni and chicken nuggets with barbeque sauce, not something she would usually eat but what the heck, something new to get her mind off of...other things. After snagging her lunch she weaves her way around the busy bodies of the other students and slips into an empty table where she prepares to dig into her delicious nuggets and macaroni. But before she can even get a little taste of the goopy, cheesy mess, a harsh, squeaky voice call out to her. “Hey, Cecilia, Cecilia! Come with me!” A familiar red-head of curls bounds up to her, tray in hand, roughly holding some green beans, macaroni and come chocolate milk. Oh darn, Cecilia forgot the had chocolate milk! She ended up grabbing orange juice instead. She looked at her overly-excited friend in confusion.\n“Huh? What's up? Did something cool happen? Did you finish your super cool lesbian space-pirates thing finally?” Terry lightly shook her head and pointed towards the hallway, still clearly buzzing with unbridled energy. The opposite of how she’s been in class. Cecilia wonders what suddenly happened to brighten her mood as Terry spouts out the answer, her words flowing over each other like a never-ending, bubbly fountain. “Mrs. Freling said we can eat in the classroom with her! She even might let us have a “Special snack” if we act like good girls!” Oooh, a special snack! Cecilia wonders if it’s a chocolate-ship mocha cookie! Those are her absolute favorite! She sat there dazed for a few seconds at Terrys verbal tornado and the popped up out of her seat and carefully picked up her tray as to not spill anything. “Well? What are we waiting for? Let’s go! Both girls made a beeline for Ms. Frelings classroom, giggling to each other about what the special snack could be. \nHowever, as they got closer to the classroom and their excitement died down, Cecilia began to realsie she was about to share a meal with the teacher who touched her. Not that she really minded it, it was actually quite nice and sweet, in her opinion. But what she touched…other places? What if she wanted more? What if things got weird because Terry said something dumb again? As she was wracking her brain with all of these what-if scenarios, Terry had already opened the door and was pushing Cecilia right through it. “T-Terry, watch it-huh?” The moment she entered the room she realised that all the chairs and desks have been pushed to the wall , except for two in the middle. “Ah, sweethearts! You came! We must hurry now! We only have thirty minutes. Please take your seats as I explain’ to ya what’s going on.” Ms. Freling was standing in the front of the class room in her beige slacks and orange, wavy top, pointing towards the desk with a mischievous smirk playing off her sparkling eyes. \n“Um, okay Ms. Freling. The two girls exchange bewildered glances as they each take a seat in the middle of the classroom. Cecelia notices and audible click as the door locks behind her. She didn’t think anything of it however, and began obediently munching on her macaroni (while Terry practicality inhaled hers), watching as Ms. Freling stood in front of the class-room with a mysterious box on her desk and a challenge in her eye. “Alright class, for this quick lesson I will have you sweeties call me Cynthia, just Cynthia is fine. I will also need your precious permissions to continue, as this lesson will get a little...steamy as precious lil’ Terry found out not so long ago.” Cecilia stole a glance at Terry who nodded enthusiastically, swallowing a huge chunk of green beans in one gulp. Did she touch her too? Cecilia wondered. It looks like she asked permission before doing so though, so I guess it’s fine? “I assume I have permission to get a little....physical with you dears?”\n“Y-you mean like touching?” Cecilia asked quietly. Ms. Freling, or Cynthia at the moment gave her a gentle smile and nodded. “Yes, along with anything else you're comfortable with.” Cecilia swallowed hard. She definitely wouldn’t mind Cynthia touching and playing with her a little, it’s not like she’s being forced or anything. And who knows it might end up being fun! Though Cecilia is also secretly hoping to get a taste of whatever’s in that mysterious box. She’s 100 percent positive Terry is, the way she keeps eyeballing it from her desk. Cecilia could swear she saw a little drool mixed in with the ketchup the corner of her mouth. “Well? Do I have permission?’ Cynthia asked in the sweetest, southern accent possible. After a few more seconds of debating, Cecilia eventually nodded her head yes, while Terry squealed out a “yes ma’am!” A warm smile spread across her thin lips as she cleared her throat and put on her “professional teacher” face. “Alright sweethearts, today I'm going to teach you both all about how the body reacts to physical touch. Do either of you want to go first?”\n“Me! Me! I do!” Terry chirped cheerily as Cecilia was over at her desk sputtering at how blunt Ms. Cynthia was about this. Just directly to the point. Terry ravaged her face with the few napkins she brought with her and nearly leaped out of her seat. “Ah, wonderful! Would you mind taking off your shirt to begin with darlin’?” Terry chirped a “Yes Ma-I mean Cynthia!”, hooked her claws under her yellow canary T-shirt and flung it off, revealing velvety pink fur and a pair of small, developing breasts. Her nipple were surprisingly hard already. Cynthia smirks as she crouches down to terrys level and tenderly runs her fingers through her messy, curly hair, moving her hand down to caress her plump little cheeks. “Ah, your such a sweet little thing, Terry! now I want hold as still as you can for me, okay hun?” At that, Cynthia moved her hands lower, brushing her finger over Terrys hard nipples, deciding to pich them in-between her pointer and thumb. Terry let out a peaceful gasp, her body already starting to shake as she attempts to stay still. Cynthia let out a hearty guffaw as she continued to play with the little girl's nipples, pinching and pulling lightly.\n“Good girl, Terry! She cooed as she began to move her left hand down terry’s navel, stopping just aove her vagina. Cecilia, whilst all of this was going on, was watching the show with wide eyes and a burning hot face. She could barely sit in her seat, writhing with intense arousal at the two girls getting rather intimate with each other. She couldn’t help stare at Cynthia’s delicate features, the way her body moved as she touched Terry, her soft southern accent... all of it was enough to make Cecilia positively melt! She wished it was her turn already, Terry looked like she was having the time of their life as Cynthia continued to pull her jean shorts down to her knees, using her other hand to press two fingers against her panties. Cecelia leaned in a little in amazement when Cynthia bean to rub Terry’s clit through the racecar themed fabric. Which caused Terry to let out a restrained moan, Cynthia’s smile getting wider with each delicious sound. “Oh, you like that sweetie?” She purred, deciding to slide her fingers up and down into Terry’s panties. “Ah! Your fingers are cold, Ms. Cynthia!” Terry exclaimed once the fingers slowly began to dip and rub the inside of Terry’s vagina.\n“Oh, sorry about that, dear. It’ll warm up soon, I promise!” Cynthia continued to move the left hands fingers in and out of Terry’s hole, moving her right hand up to cup Terry’s face, leaning in for a gentle kiss. “Stay still for your lovely teacher, won’t you my dear?” She whispered hotly as she pressed her lips against Terry big, puffy ones. Terry was starting to wiggle a bit uncontrollably, seemingly on the edge of an orgasm. Cynthia began fingering terry faster and faster as she deepened the kiss, rolling her t ongue in the little girl's mouth. She hummed gently as she felt Terry’s body tense and her thought let out an orgasmic cry, her panties suddenly becoming very soaked with her own pleasantly scented juices. The smell of salt and sweetness Wafted through the room as Terry collapsed on the floor abruptly, removing Cynthia’s fingers from here with a pop. “Oh my, sweetie, I see we made quite bit of a mess, didn’t we?” Cynthia said soothingly as the kiss was broken, both ladies panting and short of breath. “Did you have fun, dear?” \n“Y-yeah, Ms. Cynthia!” Terry gasped between breaths. “Good, good! Let’s get those wet undergarments off ya so you can sit and take a short break, yes?” Cynthia suddenly looks directly at a very flustered Cecilia and has a smile so wide that it’ll surely escape her face if it gets any bigger. “Oh, Cecilia sweetie, come on over! I have something special and quick I want to do with you girls before I get to your turn, honey.” Cecilia immediately hopped out of her seat and skittered over to were Terry was sitting down, catching her breath and wiping the saliva from her expressive mouth, still covered in food stains. “D-do I take my clothes off too?” Cecilia asked nervously, the plush raccoon woman gave her a wink and a thumbs up in response. Cecelia let out a shaky breath as she looked down at her flora, cream colored dress. It was one of her favorite (and most expensive) out fits. She really didn’t want it to get dirty during their little “Session”, so she slipped it up and over her head and tossed it over on the teachers desk. As she turned around to walk back to Terry who was already starting to recover from Cynthia’s lesson, she locked eyes with the woman herself, staring at her with a flirtatious smirk, her yellow eyes occasionally looking down at Cecilia’s cute, tight white panties, giving her a slight camel toe.\n“Well, sweetie? Have a seat. We don’t have a lot of time left.” Cecelia quickly plopped herself down next to a giddy Terry, both looking up at Cynthia expectantly. Before speaking, Cynthia quickly took out her phone and turned on her camera. “Okay hons’, I want to do a little photo shoot, so could ya do some cute little poses and maybe touch each other a bit?” Before Cecilia could ask any questions, Terry already had her arms wrapped around Cecilia’s right arm, batting her eye lashes and smiling for the camera. “W-wha- Terry! I wasn’t ready!” Cecilia quickly looked at the phone Cynthia was holding and tried to do her best awkwardly cute smile. “Good, good! Keep it up, dears! Try getting’ a little more touchy, alright?” Cecilia somehow got a burst of adrenaline due to the steamy affairs happening at the moment and sporadically decided to roughly press all of her fingers against Terry's clit. “Ah, careful Cecilia, not so hard.” “O-oh, sorry.” She loosened the pressure on her friend's vagina while Cynthia started snapped away with her camera, telling the girls to change positions occasionally. She instructed Cecelia to grope Terry’s chest a bit, in which she obliged by cautiously getting behind the other girl and tenderly squeezing her growing breasts.\n“Heehee, that tickles Cecilia!” Cecilia was just glad she wasn’t too rough this time. They continued like this for a few minutes. Terry would sometimes push her boobs against Cecilia’s face, causing her to blush. While Cecilia would peck Terry on the cheek from time to time, even touching her inner thigh, causing Terry to shiver with pleasure. “Are you cold?” Cecilia asked nervously, her own body was starting to shake with the intense heat building up in her stomach and groin area. “N-nah, I’m fine. Just really, really excited we get to play with our teacher like this!” Terry did her best to wink at the camera, causing Cynthia to “Aw, you're such a cutie, now hold that pose...” Cynthia took a few more snaps with her camera and the exclaimed, “aaaaand we’re good! Thank you, sweeties, for participating in this! You’re really making this old lady's day!” The two girls nearly sing-songed. “You’re welcome!” in unison, Cynthia giggling at the coincidence. “Alright, that’s enough with the photo shoot, sweethearts!” She quickly looked up the time on her phone, her eyes widen slightly. “Oh dear, it looks like we only have 9 minutes! Time to get going with your turn Cecilia! You don’t think I have forgotten’, did you?” Ceclia swallowed nervously as Terry pulled away from her and Cynthia took her place, sitting behind her, legs spread, gently stroking her silk-smooth hair on her beautiful head.\n“Now sweetie, I have a special treat for you before you gorgeous ladies get your snack.” She brushed her lips against Cecilia’s perked right ear and gave it a little nibble. She whispered in a very sultry tone, “You get to have a taste of your teachers scrumptious vagina. Isn’t that lovely, dear?” Cecilia squeaked in surprise at the sudden nibble and shuddered at her warm, soft breath tickling her ear. Before she could even reply, Cynthia began to grope her newly developed breast, much like Terrys but a tad bigger. “But first, how about we have our little lesson, hm?” Cecilia moaned as Cynthia began to explore her body with her slender fingers, running down her stomach and across her thighs. Her right hand was still groping Cecilia’s breast as her left continued to wander over the precious little girl’s body. “Oh Cecilia darling, did I ever tell you that I love you’re fur colors?” She hooked her fingers into Cecilia panties and gave them a light snap, causing Cecilia to jump a little. “Reminds me of caramel, chocolate and a huge splash of vanilla cream, all combined into a sweet little saber tooth cutie!” Cecilia face flushed a bright red, her ear slightly perked when she hears a groan, followed by the words “Bleh, too cheesy!” topped with a possible eye roll. “Are you enjoying yourself, sweetheart? I’m not being to rough, am i?\nWhilst completely ignoring Terry’s rather rude comment, Cynthia purrs sweet nothings into Cevlias sensitive ears as she moves her hand down into her panties and gently spreads her vaginal lips apart, making a deliciously wet sound. Cecilia excitement seemed to have soaked through her underwear. “My my, it looks like someone’s having a good time, wouldn't you say, Cecilia?” At that, Cynthia began rubbing her fingers inside Cecilia’s vagina, causing the poor girl to squirm, whimper, and moan in pleasure. “Y-y-yes -ma- o-oh!\" Cynthia cut her of with warm sloppy kiss, nipping her lip in the process. The poor girl didn’t know how to take this all in. Her favorite teacher, the most beautiful lady she knows, was giving her all this extra-special treatment, and making her body feel these strange but really nice feelings she’s never experienced before. All of which was happening right in front of Terry, who was very much starting to get very bored with just watching. She would occasionally go to the book shelf against the wall and skim a few (and sneak bites of Cecilia's half-eaten nuggets) while looking at the colorful motivational posters on the wall. However, being a very excitable sixth-grader, this was not enough to quell her boredom. “I'm really bored!” She whipped around from the bookshelf and sped over to Cynthia who was in the midst of making her cute little play mate orgasm. “Can I play too? I promise it’ll feel good, Ms. Cynthia! My hands are real soft and stuff!” Terry her little blunt-claws fingers and took a few steps towards Cynthia, who was now nibbling Cecilia's tender neck, causing her voice to hitch and stutter.\n“Just a second, sweetie. Your lovely little friend here is about to release her wonderful scent!” Almost at the moment she said that, Cecilia’s entire body tensed as her juices flowed freely all over Cynthia’s hand. Cecilia collapsed her body directly into Cynthia’s large boobs. A sweet scent of caramel coffee drifted through-out the room, masking Terry’s previous scent. “Oh sweetie, that was wonderful! I bet your moma would be so proud of you! Such a precious thing...” Cynthia wasted no time, after giving Cecilia’s head a few soothing strokes, positioning her-self in front of the young fanged feline. Stripping her pants off with deft movements and did a spread eagle, smiling saucily. “Now let’s do this quickly hon, we only have a few minutes.” Cecilia looked at her in confusion for a few seconds before feeling a pair of hands shove her forward, her face nearly crashing into Cynthia’s vaginal folds. “Hurry up, silly! Just lick it!” “J-just lick?” Cecilia, her poor little mind still swimming from the euphoric experience Cynthia just gave her, tentatively stuck out her tongue and ran it right up her clitoris folds. “A-ah, sweeties, that’s a go start, but please watch your fangs, would you?”\n“Yeah, sorry Ms. Cynthia...” She muttered, her head starting to clear up at the sharp, tangy scent of citrus that permeated though Cynthia’s vagina’s opening. Cecilia could practically taste the flavor of oranges and sweet grapes. Cecilia’s smacked her lips before continuing to awkwardly eat out Cynthia, sloppily dragging her tongue all around her inner vagina. Cynthia was trying her best not to say anything a Terry was starting to get nervous. Terry looked over at Cynthia who looked turned on, but also very uncomfortable. She kept wincing as Cecilia would accidently graze her teeth against Cynthia’s clit from time to time. “Sweetie, I think maybe we should just end- ack!\" Terry and Celia both jumped. Terry from the sudden shout, and Cecilia from the sudden swat to her bum. “Hmmmugh?” Cecilia immediately took her face away from her teacher's cooch, wincing at the sudden stinging sensation on her poor butt cheeks. “Oh, Cecilia hon’, I’m sorry! Your fangs hurt my poor lil’ clit is all. I did mean to smack you, sweetie.” Cecilia just nodded wordlessly. She actually didn’t mind that spank just now she actually thought it felt…good! Her body certainly thought so. But as she opened her mouth to appologize (and possibly ask for another spanking) Terry finally piped up, wanting to get the last bit attention begore time was up.\n“My turn! I’ll help you finish, Ms. Cynthia!” Terry clumsily bunkers herself down and begins Administering a not at all clunky tongue technique directly inside Cynthia’s hole. Licking and slurping, running her tongue up and down the clitoris, it didn’t take Cynthia very long to have a wonderful orgasm, sitting her juices all over Terry’s face. Immediately after she let out a orgasmic cry, the school bell decided to interrupt their session with a piercing trill. “Ooooooh, sweeties that was excellent! Thank you, Terry sweetie! You did wonderfully.” Her eyes wandered over to a very embarrassed and ashamed Cecilia who had already slipped on her dress and was wiping her self off with the napkins she brought. “Oh, darling, there’s no need to fret. Everyone has a rough first time. It might hurt a bit, but it’s fine now!” Cynthia stood up quickly and trotted over to her desk to grab some towels she keeps in the drawers for special occasions (and children’s messy hands) “Hey why didn’t you wear any panties?” asked Terry who was throwing on her T-shirt, her pants stuck at het knees as she try’s to do both at the same time. Cynthia chucked as she wiped her self down, grabbing her pants and quickly pulling them up. “Oh, I just find it more freeing, that’s all.” Then she clapped her hands together and smiled. “All tight, children, which one of you wants a snack before you go?”\n“Heck yes! I do!” Terry nearly screamed in overwhelming happiness. Snacks were her favorite part in any sort of activity. “Yeah, I hope they’re cookies!” Cecilia muttered bashfully. Cynthia gave both girls a genuine smile, setting down the towel and reaching over to the box. She undies the latch on the wooden box and reveals…! “cocoa chocolate chip cookies! Make sure you take three each, alright?, Terry let out a glass-shattering squeal, dashes up and shoves all the in her gluttonous mouth! “Thamks fir the cookehs!” She mumbles out as she snarfs down the cookies. “Whoa, dearie! Please slow down! You’ll get a stomach ache eatin’ like that!” Cynthia laughed as Terry rolled her eyes and abruptly squeaked a happy “see ya and thanks”, dashing out the door to her next class. Leaving a very amused Cynthia and a very anxious Cecilia. Oh no! Cecilia thought to herself. We’re alone together! What should I do? I messed up so badly! What if she’s really made at me? She didn’t hit me that hard, but still! “Cecilia? Do you want your cookies, hon’?”\nCynthia’s soft, country voice snapped her out of her thoughts. “Y-yes ma’am!” Cynthia chuckled as a still very ashamed Cecilia began to pick out her three cookies. Still low-key exceted that they’re coa-coa flavored. She goes her head a little to Cynthia and goes to walk out the door a cookie half-way in her mouth, when she feels a slender hand on her shoulder. “Sweetie just a sec’ I want to tell you somethin’” Cecilia froze. Was she going to tell at her? She believed she deserved it, but doesn’t mean she wants it. But if it involves spanking, well… “I-I’m sorry Ms. Cynthia! I didn’t mean to bite you I was just-just-“ Cecilia was on the verge of tears when she suddenly received a nice, warm hug from Cynthia. “Huh? A hug?” Cecilia looked up at her with surprise in her teary eyes. Cynthia looked down and smiled tenderly. “Of course, sweetie! I didn’t mean to make you cry! I’m not mad at all, in fact, I am very, very happy right now!” Cecilia sniffed, wiping a tear out of her beautiful green eyes. “You are?” She whimpered, “Even though I messed up?” Cynthia chuckled and bent down to Cecilia’s level. “Yes, hon’, that wasn’t your fault. We were short on time and Terry was…well, being a little hyper, that silly little thing.” Cynthia patted Cecilia on the head. “It’s no big deal hon’, as a matter of fact, I would love to do this again with you dears! Except, maybe after school? In the teachers lounge, maybe?” Cecilia s eyes lit up at that idea. “Y-yeah! And maybe you can bring more cookies as a prize!” Cynthia nodded in agreement, a smug smile playing across her lips. “Of course, dear! It just adds a little spice to the pot doesn’t it? “Cecilia eagerly nods along, pretending to know what that metaphor means. With a weary but content sigh, she lets go of the little girl and her cookies, opening the door for her. “Well, it’s time for you to go dear, I’ll finish fixing up the room and trashin’ your trays. Try to pay attention, you hear?”\n“Yes ma’am! I really look forward to next time! It’s going to be so much fun!” and with that, Cecilia skips out og the room, munching on her cookies while heading to her social studies class. “Oh, it will be hon’” Cynthia mutters mischievously to herself, closing the door behind her. “It will be.”\n\n-END\n \n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A special Lesson
By TheQueerOne
Girl/girl, Lesbian, Teacher/Student, cub/adult, school
Characters: Cecelia, 11, Sabertooth, Cynthia Freling, 42, Raccoon, Terry, fairy armadillo, 11

“Cecilia, will you read this passage allowed for the class?’
“Yes ma’am!”
It’s the end of January, a light snow has caressed the grounds and buildings of Golden Paws Middle school, and the little sabertooth Cecilia, is at the start of her day. It’s been a rather tedious morning for the poor girl, having to wake up at 6:00 in the morning and start the day off with a math class. But as luck would have it, her second favorite class, language arts, was the one directly after it. And what's even better is that they get to read her favorite book series (out of the ones they have for class assignments) “The Grim Tales of Mrs.Silkfur and Mrs.Shadowtail”. Both were glorious, strong feline women that she secretly ships together (and reads fanfictions of). It apparently has deep messages and morals intertwined within the story, but being an 11-year-old child, she doesn’t particularly look for a deeper meaning than “these two girls are super cool fighters and I wish they would kiss.”
Anyhow, it’s 8:00 in the morning and her class is in the middle of reading her favorite book, to which she was called upon to reads a passage. Her teacher, Ms. Freling, waited patiently as Cecilia jumped out of her seat with book in hand and began reciting the next two sentences in her high, bubbly voice. “I knew there was a trap door under the dining room table, Ran! I bet that’s where the thieves escaped into! We must follow them, quickly!” Even though there were few slip-ups and fumbling over her own words, she delivered the passage relatively well. Ms. Freling gave her a thumbs up as the other students either nodded in approval or struggled to keep their eyes open. One of them drooling on the pages.  “Alrighty then, thank you Cecilia! You may sit down now.” Cecilia plops her-self back down in her seat as her teacher clears her throat. “Well class, we only have 15 minutes left, so how about ‘yall take to reading on your own for the rest of the time. Ah! And hose caught sleeping will have to write me a five-paragraph paper on what they learned from the book!”
That quickly snapped the sleepy students out of their daze as most of them went on to diligently read, and the others pretend they were defiantly paying attention and reading. Cecelia sighed happily and continued reading her book. She loved putting herself in all these crazy adventures. With her imagination, it was like she was really there! Hunting for treasures and chasing rare monsters (and imagining all the pretty girls doing lewd things to each other) made her super excited to read the next book in the series. She contently buries her-self in the book, unaware of a pair of eyes on her as she reads. Cecilia’s long, wavy vanilla cream hair with chocolate coffee streaks, her young, bright green eyes as she gets so enamored with the story, her soft, tender lips.... Ms. Freling takes in all the details of her students, especially her most favorite and prized one. Ms. Freling adores the way she gets so excited for learning and brings her little gifts like pencils and cookies nearly every week.
Ms. Freling is a modest raccoon-woman, with a super curly burgundy perm and a plush, voluptuous body, hailing from Tennessee. She decided to take up teaching in the heart Kansas after a bad breakup with her previous girl-friend. Just to get to get a fresh start with some freshly baked faces as she would put it. And the faces she found she loved them all to pieces, particularly Cecilia and another little girl who’s been surprisingly quiet today. Which concerns her because she's usually more full of pep and vigor, yet she's just sitting quietly in the corner, probably struggling to read by her-self. The child in question as Mrs. Frelings eyes move over to her, is young Terry. A round pink fairy armadillo with the shell the color of salmon and a mess of curly red hair who enjoys running around, cute girls, and screaming, lots of screaming. For fun. Which worries some of the teachers sometimes when she’s out on the playground and starts screaming for no apparent reason. She’s practically best friends with basically everyone, including (sorta) the school bully. At this moment though, she sits behind Cecilia, pouting to herself as the girl in front of begins to shift a little in her seat. Cecilia starts to giggle as Terry begins to become quite irritated with her book as she hears the giggling and remembers Cecilia’s right in front of her. Still watching, Ms. Freling observes as Terry taps the other girl on the shoulder with her blunt little claws.
“Psst, hey, Cecilia! You mind helping me with this word? I’m kinda stuck.”
“Huh? O-oh Terry! Sure!”
She pops up out of her seat and leans over the other girl's shoulder. “Which word is it? IS it that one?” Cecilia puts a finger on the word “machine”. “No no, it's this one!”  She gently takes Cecilias finger and drags over to the word “Suspicious”. “Oh, that one? Uh, hm, it’s suc-spic-us? Susp-ici-os?” The teacher watched as the poor girl tried Multiple times to pronounce that word before sighing and sauntering over to Terry’s desk. “Hey hon’s, havin’ trouble soundin’ out a word?’” Both girls look up at her in surprise and mutter and squeak, “Yes ma'am” at the same time, both with high amounts of energy. Ms. Freling finds it to be absolutely adorable. She giggles at the girl's unintentional synchronization. “Alright, lemme’ see here...” She leans into Cecilia “Accidently”, her rather large breasts pressing into the other girl's arm with her left cheek barely brushing against Cecilia's, her breath smelling of lemon drop gum. “A-ah, Ms. Freling, you're a bit close...?”
“Suspicious” She says breathily to both girls, Terrys eyes widening as she cautiously touches Cecilia’s hand with own, slender, manicured fingers. “The word you're tryin’ to pronounce is suspicious. She takes a gander at Terrys shocked expression and Cecilia’s beautifully red face and giggles. “Need anything else, Sweeties?” Both girls shake their heads, a sly smile spreads across the teachers face as she slides her hand of Cecilia’s, and with a wink and a nod, she moves away from them both and maneuvers her way between the student's desks. Some of the girls were turned around and staring at her as she quickly moves to front of the room, just in time for the bell to trill. Alight class, remember to finish chapter 6 before Friday! I’ll see you later, dears!”
Everyone, aside from Terry, Cecilia, and a few stragglers gathering their things all start to shuffle out of the classroom. “Cecilia, what the heck was that? She put her titties on you!” Exclaimed Terry. Cecillia's face became an even brighter red, her huge emerald eyes sparkling with disbelief.  “I-I don’t know, she just touched me for reason!” She Gingerly touched her own hand and sighed. “It did feel pretty nice though... and don’t call them titties, you weirdo.” Terry slid out of her seat and snatch up her back pack and book. “But that’s what they are! Titties! Just like my two mommies! Though I think my squirrel mommy has bigger titties than hers!” Cecilia’s vagina grew warm and twitched at the mention of titties every single time. It didn’t help that there were other girls eavesdropping and giggling at Terry brash remarks about her mother's cleavage.
“Terry, Shh! We’re still in class!” She whined, hoping Terry would get the hint to stop talking. “What does that matter? We can talk about whatever we want! We can even talk about ‘gina holes if we want! No one cares!” She did not. It got worse. The giggling started to heighten in volume as the other girls started whispering to each other and stealing side glances at Terry. “Ugh” Cecilia felt as though she eas about to catch fire with the heat of her embarrassment as she quickly shoved everything into her bag and started dragging Terry though the gaggle of girls, some of which snickered and reached out to touch Terry who simply shrugged them off. “Hey! Cecilia, that kinda hurts!” Terry was starting to squirm in Cecilia's tight grasp on her wrist as she drags both of them out the door and quickly past Ms. Freling who gave the two girls another sultry wink as they rushed by. “O-oh, sorry.” She released her grip on Terry's wrist once they’ve gotten to the middle of the walkway. Both girls stand near the locker as to not get trampled by a sea of students.
“What the heck, Cecilia? What’re you so scared of? They're not gonna beat us up for talking about tities.”
“I know, but...”
Cecilia’s cheeks were still rosy from that “Exciting encounter” with Ms. Freling, the heat rushing from her face to her entire body when she remembers all the others watch and snickering, probably making fun of her and Terry. Especially Terry. Though she is well loved by most students, her crass behavior can put her at the butt of many jokes. This worried Cecilia a lot, she didn’t like the idea of people making fun of her friend behind her back. Who would? She tries to tell Terry about it all the time, but her response is always “Okay, that’s fine. I can't stop them anyway so I'll just ignore them.”  Which worries Cecilia even more. She lets out an exaggerated sigh and shakes her head at the other girl. “They were starring too much, and making fun of you, and-” She shakes her head a little violently, the scene of Ms. Freling touching her flashed through her mind. She admits that she really liked it, Ms. Freling being so nice and pretty and all, however... “Ms. Freling acted really weird and I don’t know how to feel about it!” Cecilia sputtered.
Terry simply blinked at her and shrugged, “Eh, Ive had teachers touch me before, though I was shocked that she did it in front of everyone. Usually, they wait til lunch or after school to do stuff like that.” “What?” Cecilia just stared at her, friend, a very worried expression crossing to face only to be replaced with exhaustion. “Terry, you shouldn’t be letting teachers touch you like that! You could get in trouble! Terry rolled her eyes, the corner of her mouth twitching. “It’s fiiiiine, they always ask me first and if i say no they back off. It's fine! It can actually be kinda fun!” Now Cecilia’s eye twitched slightly at that comment. For some reason she feels like she’s making it sound too easy. But who was she to argue with her friends pretty sound logic? So, she just sighs and is about to just agree with her until she her the shrill trill of the school bell. “Oh, shoot Terry, were gonna be late for social studies! Let’s just go!” Terry huffed unwillingly, not being a hug fan of social studies, and runs after a speeding Cecilia as they make their way over to their next class.
The next few classes went by uneventfully, Terry constantly fidgeting in her seat and giving wrong answers on purpose while Cecilia is a little less invested in her classes this time, considering she has a certain lady racoon on her mind. She just couldn’t get over it. The way her soft, gentle eyes the colors of chartreuse liquor looked at her, the way her soft, bushy fur pressed against hers, her giant, plush breasts..... Cecilia quickly shook those thoughts from her mind. She needed to focus. She didn’t want to get bad grades or let her teachers down, especially not Ms-
She just sighed and continued reading along with the class out of her honestly pretty boring history book. Both Terry and Cecilia slogged through their classes until the lunch bell rang, causing all the students to swarm towards the cafeteria, briefly separating Terry and Cecilia. She assumed Terry would find her once they got their food so she hurried along towards the lunch line. Cecilia decided that today she’d try their macaroni and chicken nuggets with barbeque sauce, not something she would usually eat but what the heck, something new to get her mind off of...other things. After snagging her lunch she weaves her way around the busy bodies of the other students and slips into an empty table where she prepares to dig into her delicious nuggets and macaroni. But before she can even get a little taste of the goopy, cheesy mess, a harsh, squeaky voice call out to her. “Hey, Cecilia, Cecilia! Come with me!” A familiar red-head of curls bounds up to her, tray in hand, roughly holding some green beans, macaroni and come chocolate milk. Oh darn, Cecilia forgot the had chocolate milk! She ended up grabbing orange juice instead. She looked at her overly-excited friend in confusion.
“Huh? What's up? Did something cool happen? Did you finish your super cool lesbian space-pirates thing finally?” Terry lightly shook her head and pointed towards the hallway, still clearly buzzing with unbridled energy. The opposite of how she’s been in class. Cecilia wonders what suddenly happened to brighten her mood as Terry spouts out the answer, her words flowing over each other like a never-ending, bubbly fountain. “Mrs. Freling said we can eat in the classroom with her! She even might let us have a “Special snack” if we act like good girls!” Oooh, a special snack! Cecilia wonders if it’s a chocolate-ship mocha cookie! Those are her absolute favorite! She sat there dazed for a few seconds at Terrys verbal tornado and the popped up out of her seat and carefully picked up her tray as to not spill anything. “Well? What are we waiting for? Let’s go! Both girls made a beeline for Ms. Frelings classroom, giggling to each other about what the special snack could be.
However, as they got closer to the classroom and their excitement died down, Cecilia began to realsie she was about to share a meal with the teacher who touched her. Not that she really minded it, it was actually quite nice and sweet, in her opinion. But what she touched…other places? What if she wanted more? What if things got weird because Terry said something dumb again? As she was wracking her brain with all of these what-if scenarios, Terry had already opened the door and was pushing Cecilia right through it. “T-Terry, watch it-huh?” The moment she entered the room she realised that all the chairs and desks have been pushed to the wall , except for two in the middle. “Ah, sweethearts! You came! We must hurry now! We only have thirty minutes. Please take your seats as I explain’ to ya what’s going on.” Ms. Freling was standing in the front of the class room in her beige slacks and orange, wavy top, pointing towards the desk with a mischievous smirk playing off her sparkling eyes.
“Um, okay Ms. Freling. The two girls exchange bewildered glances as they each take a seat in the middle of the classroom. Cecelia notices and audible click as the door locks behind her. She didn’t think anything of it however, and began obediently munching on her macaroni (while Terry practicality inhaled hers), watching as Ms. Freling stood in front of the class-room with a mysterious box on her desk and a challenge in her eye. “Alright class, for this quick lesson I will have you sweeties call me Cynthia, just Cynthia is fine. I will also need your precious permissions to continue, as this lesson will get a little...steamy as precious lil’ Terry found out not so long ago.” Cecilia stole a glance at Terry who nodded enthusiastically, swallowing a huge chunk of green beans in one gulp. Did she touch her too? Cecilia wondered. It looks like she asked permission before doing so though, so I guess it’s fine? “I assume I have permission to get a little....physical with you dears?”
“Y-you mean like touching?” Cecilia asked quietly. Ms. Freling, or Cynthia at the moment gave her a gentle smile and nodded. “Yes, along with anything else you're comfortable with.” Cecilia swallowed hard. She definitely wouldn’t mind Cynthia touching and playing with her a little, it’s not like she’s being forced or anything. And who knows it might end up being fun! Though Cecilia is also secretly hoping to get a taste of whatever’s in that mysterious box. She’s 100 percent positive Terry is, the way she keeps eyeballing it from her desk. Cecilia could swear she saw a little drool mixed in with the ketchup the corner of her mouth. “Well? Do I have permission?’ Cynthia asked in the sweetest, southern accent possible. After a few more seconds of debating, Cecilia eventually nodded her head yes, while Terry squealed out a “yes ma’am!” A warm smile spread across her thin lips as she cleared her throat and put on her “professional teacher” face. “Alright sweethearts, today I'm going to teach you both all about how the body reacts to physical touch. Do either of you want to go first?”
“Me! Me! I do!” Terry chirped cheerily as Cecilia was over at her desk sputtering at how blunt Ms. Cynthia was about this. Just directly to the point. Terry ravaged her face with the few napkins she brought with her and nearly leaped out of her seat. “Ah, wonderful! Would you mind taking off your shirt to begin with darlin’?” Terry chirped a “Yes Ma-I mean Cynthia!”, hooked her claws under her yellow canary T-shirt and flung it off,  revealing velvety pink fur and a pair of small, developing breasts. Her nipple were surprisingly hard already. Cynthia smirks as she crouches down to terrys level and tenderly runs her fingers through her messy, curly hair, moving her hand down to caress her plump little cheeks. “Ah, your such a sweet little thing, Terry! now I want hold as still as you can for me, okay hun?” At that, Cynthia moved her hands lower, brushing her finger over Terrys hard nipples, deciding to pich them in-between her pointer and thumb. Terry let out a peaceful gasp, her body already starting to shake as she attempts to stay still. Cynthia let out a hearty guffaw as she continued to play with the little girl's nipples, pinching and pulling lightly.
“Good girl, Terry! She cooed as she began to move her left hand down terry’s navel, stopping just aove her vagina. Cecilia, whilst all of this was going on, was watching the show with wide eyes and a burning hot face. She could barely sit in her seat, writhing with intense arousal at the two girls getting rather intimate with each other. She couldn’t help stare at Cynthia’s delicate features, the way her body moved as she touched Terry, her soft southern accent... all of it was enough to make Cecilia positively melt! She wished it was her turn already, Terry looked like she was having the time of their life as Cynthia continued to pull her jean shorts down to her knees, using her other hand to press two fingers against her panties. Cecelia leaned in a little in amazement when Cynthia bean to rub Terry’s clit through the racecar themed fabric. Which caused Terry to let out a restrained moan, Cynthia’s smile getting wider with each delicious sound. “Oh, you like that sweetie?” She purred, deciding to slide her fingers up and down into Terry’s panties. “Ah! Your fingers are cold, Ms. Cynthia!” Terry exclaimed once the fingers slowly began to dip and rub the inside of Terry’s vagina.
“Oh, sorry about that, dear. It’ll warm up soon, I promise!” Cynthia continued to move the left hands fingers in and out of Terry’s hole, moving her right hand up to cup Terry’s face, leaning in for a gentle kiss. “Stay still for your lovely teacher, won’t you my dear?” She whispered hotly as she pressed her lips against Terry big, puffy ones. Terry was starting to wiggle a bit uncontrollably, seemingly on the edge of an orgasm. Cynthia began fingering terry faster and faster as she deepened the kiss, rolling her t ongue in the little girl's mouth. She hummed gently as she felt Terry’s body tense and her thought let out an orgasmic cry, her panties suddenly becoming very soaked with her own pleasantly scented juices. The smell of salt and sweetness Wafted through the room as Terry collapsed on the floor abruptly, removing Cynthia’s fingers from here with a pop. “Oh my, sweetie, I see we made quite bit of a mess, didn’t we?” Cynthia said soothingly as the kiss was broken, both ladies panting and short of breath. “Did you have fun, dear?”
“Y-yeah, Ms. Cynthia!” Terry gasped between breaths. “Good, good! Let’s get those wet undergarments off ya so you can sit and take a short break, yes?” Cynthia suddenly looks directly at a very flustered Cecilia and has a smile so wide that it’ll surely escape her face if it gets any bigger. “Oh, Cecilia sweetie, come on over! I have something special and quick I want to do with you girls before I get to your turn, honey.” Cecilia immediately hopped out of her seat and skittered over to were Terry was sitting down, catching her breath and wiping the saliva from her expressive mouth, still covered in food stains. “D-do I take my clothes off too?” Cecilia asked nervously, the plush raccoon woman gave her a wink and a thumbs up in response. Cecelia let out a shaky breath as she looked down at her flora, cream colored dress. It was one of her favorite (and most expensive) out fits. She really didn’t want it to get dirty during their little “Session”, so she slipped it up and over her head and tossed it over on the teachers desk. As she turned around to walk back to Terry who was already starting to recover from Cynthia’s lesson, she locked eyes with the woman herself, staring at her with a flirtatious smirk, her yellow eyes occasionally looking down at Cecilia’s cute, tight white panties, giving her a slight camel toe.
“Well, sweetie? Have a seat. We don’t have a lot of time left.” Cecelia quickly plopped herself down next to a giddy Terry, both looking up at Cynthia expectantly. Before speaking, Cynthia quickly took out her phone and turned on her camera. “Okay hons’, I want to do a little photo shoot, so could ya do some cute little poses and maybe touch each other a bit?” Before Cecilia could ask any questions, Terry already had her arms wrapped around Cecilia’s right arm, batting her eye lashes and smiling for the camera. “W-wha- Terry! I wasn’t ready!” Cecilia quickly looked at the phone Cynthia was holding and tried to do her best awkwardly cute smile. “Good, good! Keep it up, dears! Try getting’ a little more touchy, alright?” Cecilia somehow got a burst of adrenaline due to the steamy affairs happening at the moment and sporadically decided to roughly press all of her fingers against Terry's clit. “Ah, careful Cecilia, not so hard.” “O-oh, sorry.” She loosened the pressure on her friend's vagina while Cynthia started snapped away with her camera, telling the girls to change positions occasionally. She instructed Cecelia to grope Terry’s chest a bit, in which she obliged by cautiously getting behind the other girl and tenderly squeezing her growing breasts.
“Heehee, that tickles Cecilia!” Cecilia was just glad she wasn’t too rough this time. They continued like this for a few minutes. Terry would sometimes push her boobs against Cecilia’s face, causing her to blush. While Cecilia would peck Terry on the cheek from time to time, even touching her inner thigh, causing Terry to shiver with pleasure. “Are you cold?” Cecilia asked nervously, her own body was starting to shake with the intense heat building up in her stomach and groin area. “N-nah, I’m fine. Just really, really excited we get to play with our teacher like this!” Terry did her best to wink at the camera, causing Cynthia to “Aw, you're such a cutie, now hold that pose...” Cynthia took a few more snaps with her camera and the exclaimed, “aaaaand we’re good! Thank you, sweeties, for participating in this! You’re really making this old lady's day!” The two girls nearly sing-songed. “You’re welcome!” in unison, Cynthia giggling at the coincidence. “Alright, that’s enough with the photo shoot, sweethearts!” She quickly looked up the time on her phone, her eyes widen slightly. “Oh dear, it looks like we only have 9 minutes! Time to get going with your turn Cecilia! You don’t think I have forgotten’, did you?” Ceclia swallowed nervously as Terry pulled away from her and Cynthia took her place, sitting behind her, legs spread, gently stroking her silk-smooth hair on her beautiful head.
“Now sweetie, I have a special treat for you before you gorgeous ladies get your snack.” She brushed her lips against Cecilia’s perked right ear and gave it a little nibble. She whispered in a very sultry tone, “You get to have a taste of your teachers scrumptious vagina. Isn’t that lovely, dear?” Cecilia squeaked in surprise at the sudden nibble and shuddered at her warm, soft breath tickling her ear. Before she could even reply, Cynthia began to grope her newly developed breast, much like Terrys but a tad bigger. “But first, how about we have our little lesson, hm?” Cecilia moaned as Cynthia began to explore her body with her slender fingers, running down her stomach and across her thighs. Her right hand was still groping Cecilia’s breast as her left continued to wander over the precious little girl’s body. “Oh Cecilia darling, did I ever tell you that I love you’re fur colors?” She hooked her fingers into Cecilia panties and gave them a light snap, causing Cecilia to jump a little. “Reminds me of caramel, chocolate and a huge splash of vanilla cream, all combined into a sweet little saber tooth cutie!”  Cecilia face flushed a bright red, her ear slightly perked when she hears a groan, followed by the words “Bleh, too cheesy!” topped with a possible eye roll. “Are you enjoying yourself, sweetheart? I’m not being to rough, am i?
Whilst completely ignoring Terry’s rather rude comment, Cynthia purrs sweet nothings into Cevlias sensitive ears as she moves her hand down into her panties and gently spreads her vaginal lips apart, making a deliciously wet sound. Cecilia excitement seemed to have soaked through her underwear. “My my, it looks like someone’s having a good time, wouldn't you say, Cecilia?” At that, Cynthia began rubbing her fingers inside Cecilia’s vagina, causing the poor girl to squirm, whimper, and moan in pleasure. “Y-y-yes -ma- o-oh!" Cynthia cut her of with warm sloppy kiss, nipping her lip in the process. The poor girl didn’t know how to take this all in. Her favorite teacher, the most beautiful lady she knows, was giving her all this extra-special treatment, and making her body feel these strange but really nice feelings she’s never experienced before. All of which was happening right in front of Terry, who was very much starting to get very bored with just watching. She would occasionally go to the book shelf against the wall and skim a few (and sneak bites of Cecilia's half-eaten nuggets) while looking at the colorful motivational posters on the wall. However, being a very excitable sixth-grader, this was not enough to quell her boredom. “I'm really bored!” She whipped around from the bookshelf and sped over to Cynthia who was in the midst of making her cute little play mate orgasm. “Can I play too? I promise it’ll feel good, Ms. Cynthia! My hands are real soft and stuff!” Terry her little blunt-claws fingers and took a few steps towards Cynthia, who was now nibbling Cecilia's tender neck, causing her voice to hitch and stutter.
“Just a second, sweetie. Your lovely little friend here is about to release her wonderful scent!” Almost at the moment she said that, Cecilia’s entire body tensed as her juices flowed freely all over Cynthia’s hand. Cecilia collapsed her body directly into Cynthia’s large boobs. A sweet scent of caramel coffee drifted through-out the room, masking Terry’s previous scent. “Oh sweetie, that was wonderful! I bet your moma would be so proud of you! Such a precious thing...” Cynthia wasted no time, after giving Cecilia’s head a few soothing strokes, positioning her-self in front of the young fanged feline. Stripping her pants off with deft movements and did a spread eagle, smiling saucily. “Now let’s do this quickly hon, we only have a few minutes.” Cecilia looked at her in confusion for a few seconds before feeling a pair of hands shove her forward, her face nearly crashing into Cynthia’s vaginal folds. “Hurry up, silly! Just lick it!” “J-just lick?” Cecilia, her poor little mind still swimming from the euphoric experience Cynthia just gave her, tentatively stuck out her tongue and ran it right up her clitoris folds. “A-ah, sweeties, that’s a go start, but please watch your fangs, would you?”
“Yeah, sorry Ms. Cynthia...” She muttered, her head starting to clear up at the sharp, tangy scent of citrus that permeated though Cynthia’s vagina’s opening. Cecilia could practically taste the flavor of oranges and sweet grapes. Cecilia’s smacked her lips before continuing to awkwardly eat out Cynthia, sloppily dragging her tongue all around her inner vagina. Cynthia was trying her best not to say anything a Terry was starting to get nervous. Terry looked over at Cynthia who looked turned on, but also very uncomfortable. She kept wincing as Cecilia would accidently graze her teeth against Cynthia’s clit from time to time. “Sweetie, I think maybe we should just end- ack!" Terry and Celia both jumped. Terry from the sudden shout, and Cecilia from the sudden swat to her bum. “Hmmmugh?” Cecilia immediately took her face away from her teacher's cooch, wincing at the sudden stinging sensation on her poor butt cheeks. “Oh, Cecilia hon’, I’m sorry! Your fangs hurt my poor lil’ clit is all. I did mean to smack you, sweetie.” Cecilia just nodded wordlessly. She actually didn’t mind that spank just now she actually thought it felt…good! Her body certainly thought so. But as she opened her mouth to appologize (and possibly ask for another spanking) Terry finally piped up, wanting to get the last bit attention begore time was up.
“My turn! I’ll help you finish, Ms. Cynthia!” Terry clumsily bunkers herself down and begins Administering a not at all clunky tongue technique directly inside Cynthia’s hole. Licking and slurping, running her tongue up and down the clitoris, it didn’t take Cynthia very long to have a wonderful orgasm, sitting her juices all over Terry’s face. Immediately after she let out a orgasmic cry, the school bell decided to interrupt their session with a piercing trill. “Ooooooh, sweeties that was excellent! Thank you, Terry sweetie! You did wonderfully.” Her eyes wandered over to a very embarrassed and ashamed Cecilia who had already slipped on her dress and was wiping her self off with the napkins she brought. “Oh, darling, there’s no need to fret. Everyone has a rough first time. It might hurt a bit, but it’s fine now!” Cynthia stood up quickly and trotted over to her desk to grab some towels she keeps in the drawers for special occasions (and children’s messy hands) “Hey why didn’t you wear any panties?” asked Terry who was throwing on her T-shirt, her pants stuck at het knees as she try’s to do both at the same time. Cynthia chucked as she wiped her self down, grabbing her pants and quickly pulling them up. “Oh, I just find it more freeing, that’s all.” Then she clapped her hands together and smiled. “All tight, children, which one of you wants a snack before you go?”
“Heck yes! I do!” Terry nearly screamed in overwhelming happiness. Snacks were her favorite part in any sort of activity. “Yeah, I hope they’re cookies!” Cecilia muttered bashfully. Cynthia gave both girls a genuine smile, setting down the towel and reaching over to the box. She undies the latch on the wooden box and reveals…! “cocoa chocolate chip cookies! Make sure you take three each, alright?, Terry let out a glass-shattering squeal, dashes up and shoves all the in her gluttonous mouth! “Thamks fir the cookehs!” She mumbles out as she snarfs down the cookies. “Whoa, dearie! Please slow down! You’ll get a stomach ache eatin’ like that!” Cynthia laughed as Terry rolled her eyes and abruptly squeaked a happy “see ya and thanks”, dashing out the door to her next class. Leaving a very amused Cynthia and a very anxious Cecilia. Oh no! Cecilia thought to herself. We’re alone together! What should I do? I messed up so badly! What if she’s really made at me? She didn’t hit me that hard, but still! “Cecilia? Do you want your cookies, hon’?”
Cynthia’s soft, country voice snapped her out of her thoughts. “Y-yes ma’am!” Cynthia chuckled as a still very ashamed Cecilia began to pick out her three cookies. Still low-key exceted that they’re coa-coa flavored. She goes her head a little to Cynthia and goes to walk out the door a cookie half-way in her mouth, when she feels a slender hand on her shoulder. “Sweetie just a sec’ I want to tell you somethin’” Cecilia froze. Was she going to tell at her? She believed she deserved it, but doesn’t mean she wants it. But if it involves spanking, well… “I-I’m sorry Ms. Cynthia! I didn’t mean to bite you I was just-just-“ Cecilia was on the verge of tears when she suddenly received a nice, warm hug from Cynthia. “Huh? A hug?” Cecilia looked up at her with surprise in her teary eyes. Cynthia looked down and smiled tenderly. “Of course, sweetie! I didn’t mean to make you cry! I’m not mad at all, in fact, I am very, very happy right now!” Cecilia sniffed, wiping a tear out of her beautiful green eyes. “You are?” She whimpered, “Even though I messed up?” Cynthia chuckled and bent down to Cecilia’s level. “Yes, hon’, that wasn’t your fault. We were short on time and Terry was…well, being a little hyper, that silly little thing.” Cynthia patted Cecilia on the head. “It’s no big deal hon’, as a matter of fact, I would love to do this again with you dears! Except, maybe after school? In the teachers lounge, maybe?” Cecilia s eyes lit up at that idea. “Y-yeah! And maybe you can bring more cookies as a prize!” Cynthia nodded in agreement, a smug smile playing across her lips. “Of course, dear! It just adds a little spice to the pot doesn’t it? “Cecilia eagerly nods along, pretending to know what that metaphor means. With a weary but content sigh, she lets go of the little girl and her cookies, opening the door for her. “Well, it’s time for you to go dear, I’ll finish fixing up the room and trashin’ your trays. Try to pay attention, you hear?”
“Yes ma’am! I really look forward to next time! It’s going to be so much fun!” and with that, Cecilia skips out og the room, munching on her cookies while heading to her social studies class. “Oh, it will be hon’” Cynthia mutters mischievously to herself, closing the door behind her. “It will be.”

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