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The Tutor Ch. 01

By: mattsatyr



It was a hot, humid afternoon and I was lazing around the house doing nothing in particular when the phone rang. 

"Hello" I said.

"Hi, Matt. It's Nancy." Nancy was Lynn's mother. I had tutored Lynn during her senior year.

"What are you doing today?" asked Nancy.

"Oh, nothing really. Just hanging around the house trying to stay cool." I said.

"Well, then you have time to come over and enjoy the pool. We never really got a chance to thank you for all the help you gave Lynn during the school year." Nancy said.

"Sounds great to me." I replied. "I'll be over in about 30 minutes, if that's OK?"

Nancy said "That's great! I'll be around back, so just come on around."

Now, I was looking forward to seeing Nancy and Lynn in bathing suits! Both were petite. Nancy was about 5 foot 2 inches tall and slim. Lynn was about 5 foot 1 inch and gorgeous. It had been hard tutoring her for a year and not letting her see the hardons she gave me. We had to sit right next to each other during the tutoring sessions and it was hard to keep my mind on business—and pretend not to notice her nice tits and ass as I sat there. Lynn would occasionally wear short shorts and a halter top and rub her leg on mine as we sat. I never could tell whether it was intentional or accidental. I thought I would never be lucky enough for an eighteen year old to be interested in an old fart like me. My mind played out many fantasies as I drove over to their house.

When I got there, I got out of my car and walked around back. I expected Nancy to already be in the pool; but she was on her knees weeding the flower bed. She was dressed in shorts and a halter top and was covered in sweat. In other words she looked hot and sexy. I thought to myself, wouldn't it be nice to just go over and fuck her right now! I had never had any indications that Nancy was a "roving" wife, so I quickly erased that picture from my mind.

Nancy rose and said "Well, you made it. I was just finishing up some weeding while I waited on you. The pool is going to feel great."

I said, "I can't wait." All the time I was thinking about the vision of Nancy and Lynn in bikinis etched in my mind. 

Nancy said, "Well, let's jump in."

I said, "Where can I change into my swimsuit?"

"We usually just skinny dip!" Nancy said.

This was my first indication that maybe today was not going to be just another ordinary, boring day in my life. Nancy quickly undid her halter top and exposed her tits. "You like?" she asked. I think the visible hardon in my shorts answered that question before I formed the words in my mouth.

"I think they'll make a tasty mouthful." I said. I just stood there with a dumbfounded look on my face as Nancy slowly removed her shorts. I quickly discovered that she didn't have any panties on. As she turned to face me, my eyes took in her lovely shaved cunt. She had her clit hood pierced with a gold ring. Now I really had a raging hardon! I was thinking to myself—oh, man I can't wait to eat that cunt!

Nancy turned and dove into the pool. As she bobbed to the surface, she said "come on in, the water is great." I quickly removed my shirt and shorts—not an easy task with my 9 inch boner in the way. As I finally got ready to dive into the water, Nancy said "That looks like a tasty mouthful to me, also." I dove into the water and quickly swam over to Nancy. I wrapped my arms around her and drew her tight against my chest. My cock slipped between her legs and I rubbed it against her cunt lips. I whispered in her ear "I want to eat your cunt until you scream for mercy! I want you to suck the cum out of my cock. I want to fuck your cunt and your ass." Nancy leaned back and said "you are ambitious aren't you."

We swam over to the edge of the pool and got out. Lucky for me there was a lounge chair close by. Nancy laid down on her back and spread her legs for me. As I inched closer to her cunt I could smell the cunt juice that was visible on her cunt lips. I couldn't wait to taste her. I quickly ran my tongue from the bottom of her cunt to her clit. Her juices covered my tongue and lips. I flicked the ring piercing her hood and she let out a barely audible groan. I slowly sucked her clit into my mouth and started to nibble on it. Nancy whimpered "Agh! Suck it, yeah, suck it good!" As I sucked on her clit, I slowly worked two fingers into her pussy. Boy, was she hot and wet. I quickly got another two fingers into her and started finger fucking her with gusto. She immediately started humping her hips against my mouth. I knew she wasn't going to last much longer. Her juices were flooding my mouth.

Nancy was letting out little whimpering gasps as I worked my fingers in and out of her cunt. I took my fingers out and started to tongue fuck her. Her humping became more frenzied and I worked one of my fingers into her ass. That was all it took. 

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming." Nancy moaned and grabbed my head and held it against her cunt. 

It took a few minutes for both of us to catch our breath. Nancy had this satisfied look on her face and a twinkle in her eye. "Now, it's your turn" she said.

I rolled over onto my back. Nancy crawled on top of me and started kissing her way down my chest. The closer she got to my cock, the harder I got. She started to nibble the inside of my thighs and slowly worked her way to my balls. She sucked one and then the other into her mouth. I was in heaven! Nancy raised up on her knees and stuck out her tongue and teased the head of my cock. She moaned in her throat as she licked up my precum. I watched as she slowly took my cock into her mouth and worked her way down to the base.

This woman is an A1 cocksucker, I thought to myself. Nancy started to bob up and down on my cock like it was an all-day sucker. I knew I couldn't last for long at this pace. "If you don't stop, I'm going to fill your mouth with cum" I moaned. This only seemed to spur Nancy on as she sucked my cock back down her throat. I grabbed her head and started to fuck her mouth—bucking my hips up to meet her mouth. I let out a loud moan as my cum started to flood her mouth. Rope after rope of semen spewed from my cock. I hadn't cum like this in ages. As I finished cumming, Nancy slowly started to flick her tongue across the head of my cock. Each flick was like a hot poker touching my cock and my cock seemed to have a mind of its own as it bounced against her tongue.

About that time, I heard the screen door open onto the deck. "Mother, you never wait for me to join in the fun!" It was Lynn. She was naked as the day she was born, strolling across the deck. Her shaved cunt was glistening in the afternoon sunlight. I knew this was going to be an unforgettable afternoon!

The Tutor Ch. 01



Rick opened his eyes. For a moment, he was disoriented not knowing his location in space and time. He became aware of his headache. He felt ill. He remembered the party. The grainy wood inches above his face appeared to be the underside of one of the coffee tables in the communal room where the party had centered. The headache induced him to remain very still while trying to piece together the current situation. Too much beer and too much marijuana and his own lack of moderation had conspired to place him in this location. 

"Amanda." he said her name mentally and felt bad, guilty bad, for not thinking of her sooner. "This is a bad, bad hangover." He turned his head slightly to try and place himself in the room. The room spun filling him with nausea. He closed his eyes and lay still. 

"I wonder if Amanda left me to sleep it off and went back to the apartment. Would she be angry with me," he wondered. He dozed.

Upstairs from the communal room, Amanda's experience upon awakening differed considerably from Rick's. She emerged from a deep sleep with an intense feeling of sensuality and sexual arousal and vague memories of unbearable ecstasy. She opened her eyes to pillows and sheets not her own. She lay on her left side. A stranger's arm, an African-American appendage, was thrown across her chest. She remembered Derrick. She had come up to Derrick's room continuing a conversation about, about... As she breathed her chest expanded touching her back against the chest of the person behind her. She felt the sheets along her body where she lay. "Oh my God I'm naked. Is Derrick behind me?" Now, like Rick downstairs Amanda felt bad, guilty bad. She felt the respirations of her bedmate. The evenly measured breaths suggested the person was asleep. And then she noticed not only did the person sleep behind her he slept in her. His penis filled her vagina. It filled and stretched the tissues from the orifice to the untouched regions beyond the reach of Rick's smaller penis. "Oh my God what have I done? Please don't let Rick find me like this," she pleaded to unknown powers. Of course, all of this took only a moment and not necessarily in the sequence listed. Behind her Derrick shifted slightly in sleep and pulled the penis back slightly. Amanda felt the movement of the huge intruder. Even though it was the largest penis she'd ever known she couldn't help but notice the pleasant sensations it produced moving slightly. 

Rick woke after a time and immediately wondered about Amanda. He remembered she danced with Derrick. Derrick was trying to teach Amanda how to "spoon." To spoon meant dancing with your back to your partner with your bottom pressed into their crotch trying to gyrate your hips in time to the beat and your partner's motions. Watching Amanda press into Derrick's loins produced a slight sense of discomfort through the fog of beer and marijuana. "Probably jealousy," he remembered thinking then. He never learned to dance so he really couldn't say too much about her dancing with someone else. Derrick's hands on Amanda's hips assured Amanda maintained the correct position. Amanda's laughter, while dancing, lessened his jealousy and in truth there existed an element of excitement watching her dance with someone else in such a provocative fashion. Nearly everyone was spooning.

The house did not stir. The light around the blinds indicated dawn was still in its very early stages. The body behind her stirred slightly, let out a sigh and leaned against her more heavily. This movement pushed the penis, forward past the cervical knob, to the very limits of her vaginal vault. She lay very still not wanting to wake Derrick, the probable owner of the organ impaling her. Another wave of guilt, guilt from betrayal almost broke her resolve to lie still and think. She wanted to tear herself free from the body behind her and dress and leave quickly. She wanted to find Rick, wake him, and get out of the house without him finding out she'd had sex another man. Then she remembered Susie. "I wonder what happened to her?" She couldn't pile out in a panic and leave her friend behind. She inhaled slowly and exhaled even more slowly. Resignation regarding the immediate past was the only real choice. "It's too late to panic now," she said trying to calm herself, to recede from the ocean of panic that threatened to drown her. Immediately, she started her relaxation breathing. She did her routine as slowly as possible not wanting to wake her partner. "God let it be Derrick," she thought. Amanda couldn't help approximating the dimensions of the penis inside her. It had to be at least three times bigger than her husband's. Rick would just die seeing her impaled by this ebony monster.

Rick woke up again. "I don't remember going back to sleep." Simple thoughts were easiest. Sudden movement reminded him immediately of his state. The party had been hosted by three jocks, starters, from the football team. Amanda and Susie were invited because of their work tutoring academically challenged players. Amanda's advanced degree in teaching people with learning disabilities had landed her the job. Now, she and Rick wouldn't have to live hand to mouth on his graduate-school stipend teaching introductory history classes. Additionally, the counseling department, being informed by the athletic department of Amanda's amazing ability to teach and have her students retain fundamental mathematical concepts and improve their reading comprehension assured that Amanda would be assigned the task of tutoring the most important player or players on the team. Invariably, he mused, they were the worst students. He shared this observation with Amanda but she had defended her charges.

"A lot of players are used for their athletic skills in middle school and high school and are not prepared for the challenges that college presents."

Rick did not tease her any more about the players. She would rise to the moment and defend her students. Now, football season in full swing, Amanda had been ordered to focus her tutorial efforts on only one player. That player was Derrick Millpass, All-American running back, and the reason the team ranked nationally. His presence on the field was too important to dilute the tutorial help he needed by tutoring him with a group. The coaches and her immediate supervisor in the education department insisted Derrick receive individual attention.

Derrick rose slowly from the dream. The sexual content of the dream must have been fostered by the unbelievably, tight pussy he found himself occupying. He did not stir. He wanted to savor the moment and last night's memories. His goal, to fuck his tutor, Amanda, had been achieved. He relaxed and enjoyed a multitude of thoughts and images: remembered experiences of last evening, the incredible sensations of the present, and the possibilities of future excitement. He felt her chest rise and fall slowly. He observed her respirations by the feel of her flesh on his. He enjoyed the rhythmic increase and decrease of the pressure she exerted against his skin. He timed them: four seconds to breathe in and twelve seconds to breath out. Amanda was doing breathing exercises. She was trying to relax 

"Then she's awake." The thought excited him. He felt his penis begin to engorge. "I must pretend to be completely out. Impossible to stir." She will think the party has put me in a deep chemically induced sleep. I'll pretend to sleep deeply, so deeply, she can't wake me enough to get me to move off and out of her." This thought and the tightness of Amanda's pussy only served to excite him more with the consequent effect the blood vessels in his dick dilated more. 

Amanda felt the penis grow larger. "Oh no, don't wake up," she thought. "I have to think." She felt the loins behind her begin to move slightly. The penis withdrew, about an inch or so, and then slowly plowed forward recapturing the vacancy. She felt some discomfort from its movement now that it was bigger. Not enough to really hurt and make her wince. After all, she apparently slept with it inside her all night, her vagina making the necessary accommodations. She lay very still trying not to respond to the motion. 

Rick realized he would have to succumb to the old treatment, "the hair of the dog." He visualized several aspirin and a cold beer or two before attempting any coffee. "I should have concentrated on the weed," he thought, "no hangover there." Just weed and Amanda and he would be waking up at home in their own bed.

"But no," he thought, "I had to try and match Derrick drink for drink. I wonder what he's feeling this morning."

Derrick was feeling Amanda's tightly, stretched pussy lubricate. He hoped she would think his slight thrusts the reflexes of a man deeply asleep, dreaming of sex. This idea of feigned sleep and her physical helplessness excited him even more. Soon the excitement manifested as pressure in his head. "I too, must relax," he thought, "if I'm to prolong this moment. Besides if I get too active she will know I'm not asleep." He wanted to prolong the present as much as much as possible before having to acknowledge reality and get up and start the day with all its' obligations.

Additionally, he didn't want to generate any ill will or animosity in Amanda by emphasizing his dominance of her, here, at this moment. Instinctively, he felt, from her past behavior she would apologize to him for her behavior when he expressed remorse at what had happened between them. He knew she would feel guilt for betraying her husband. Maybe he could even instill in her a sense of gratitude for his kindness and discretion. Derrick didn't fear exposure. He just didn't want a scene. No yelling and shouting alerting her husband passed out below of events upstairs. He knew his word against hers would be sufficient to keep trouble at bay. People he didn't know would make excuses for him because of his importance to the school's football team. The fact she and her husband had drunk with and condoned the use of alcohol by minors argued against any protests by Rick and Amanda Grayson. 

His reason for using gentility was the desire to maintain Amanda's good will. He didn't want any hard feelings to keep him from enjoying her body again.

Even though upset with herself for failing her husband, she could not deny the growing arousal of her body caused by the motion of the huge intruder. Her body urged her to answer the gentle, measured thrusts. She assumed the physical contact of their genitalia caused the sleeping body behind her to move back and forth in some primitive, prehistoric reflex.

Amanda's body ignored her mind's commands not to respond to Derrick's thrusts. Her pussy lubricated easing the movement of the invader. The lubrication ameliorated the last vestiges of bearable discomfort caused by the enormous staff. She remembered vaguely, coming to the room with Derrick. She and Derrick kissed and touched each other in provocative and flirtatious ways. Derrick's digital manipulation of her clitoris while dancing had erased her inhibitions and all efforts at self-control. Even when Rick turned and caught sight of Derrick's hand in her panties, the sensations of intense pleasure blunted any attempt by her to hide the activity. Then she was upstairs with Derrick. She remembered clearly now, stretching out on the bed in Derrick's arms kissing him her tongue pushing against his. She'd faded then. When awareness returned she was supine, legs bent back and spread wide, Derrick's muscular buttocks pumping between them. She recalled the exquisitely intense physical sensation of him pummeling her pussy. Then she remembered nothing more until now. What else had she done? Returning to the present, Amanda realized her pelvis had started answering his thrusts grinding back against him as he pushed into her. She knew now she was past the point of trying to stop and gain control over her behavior. Her awareness focused exclusively on the pleasure being generated by the motion below. 

Rick decided to lie still and doze until such time that he could turn his head without generating the debilitating waves of nausea. As he dozed, he dreamily remembered Derrick touching Amanda. The three of them had been sitting on the sofa sharing a joint, when Derrick started talking about how he liked the way weed altered his senses. He said his senses seemed magnified: food that tasted good tasted even better; music sounded so much deeper and rich; how touch was enhanced giving greater weight and pleasure to that sense. As an example, he had caressed Amanda's hair getting Rick to join in and share the sensation of what Derrick referred to as the finest corn silk in the nation. Rick noticed how Amanda flushed at the attention they paid her. She sat quietly, eyes dreamy, enjoying the moment.

Next, Derrick had started to caress the inside of Amanda's left thigh, he sitting to her left. He encouraged Rick to do the same to the right thigh Rick being seated on Amanda's right. Derrick talked softly as he stroked Amanda's inner thigh. Rick rested his hand on his wife's right thigh. He felt some ill-defined reservations caressing Amanda in so open a fashion. Rick had toyed briefly with the idea of stopping Derrick in some polite way. He remembered hesitating for some reason. Now, with light of morning beginning to dilute the dark, he could not remember why.

They were all obviously caught up in the sensuality of the moment. Rick recalled growing excited by the sight of Derrick's hand on Amanda's thigh. He just set there watching the dark paw rub up and down. Rick let go Amanda's thigh and took her right hand. He held Amanda's hand throughout the rest of Derrick's demonstration. Rick tried to get her attention by squeezing her hand gently. She had responded with a slight squeeze of her own sitting still between them eyes focused on a point far away. He tried to catch her eye but they maintained their distant focus. Obviously, her thoughts were of the sensations from her left thigh. The ebony hand now caressed the area of flesh from the knee to an inch or so below the white strip of thong between her legs. Rick noticed Amanda's nostrils flaring as she breathed. Her breathing was rapid. Her legs relaxed, spreading slightly, exposing the flesh not covered by the thong. Amanda was definitely enjoying the caresses. Silently, passively, he had acquiesced completely and allowed Amanda and Derrick the moment. Rick stared, unable to turn away from the sight. They, the three of them, were oblivious to the party around them. Despite the pain between his ears and the feeling in his stomach Rick became aroused recalling the scene. Derrick's caresses expanded until his touch covered the inner thigh completely. Closing his eyes, Rick recalled the scene with clarity: the huge, dark hand exploring his wife's inner thigh, its movement slow and sensuous, from the bend of the knee until the edge of the hand rested against the strip of thong.

"Feels good, huh?" asked Derrick his voice husky with lust.

"Oh yes," Amanda replied breathlessly. 

Now lying under the table, Rick noticed his boner was more pronounced. After a time, Derrick asked Amanda to dance again. As they got up, Rick could see the outline of a huge tubular bulge traveling half the length of Derrick's thigh.

Derrick smiled when he felt her responding to his thrusts. Amanda was grinding her bottom against his loins more vigorously seating and reseating his penis in her tight, succulent interior. He was careful not to increase the power and length of his thrusts or move in any way that might hint that he was awake and not sleeping and dreaming. In fact, limiting his movement seemed to have had the delightful effect of inspiring Amanda to increase the tempo and range of her movements. She called his name. Derrick lay still except for the slight motion of his pelvis.

"Derrick," Amanda whispered again. No response. He must be sleeping she concluded erroneously. In her defense, all she had was the evidence of her senses. And her senses could not reveal the state of another brain, nor reveal if the mind produced by that brain consciously or unconsciously guided the penis bringing her to such a high pitch of excitement. The dimensions of Derrick's penis was such that it stretched taut the tissue surrounding her orifice. This tautness produced mass movement of her tissue there. This movement was communicated to the tissue covering her clitoris causing it slide back and forth creating the most exquisite sensations. Rick couldn't produce these sensations. His penis was too small. It didn't stretch the tissues enough.

"I could get addicted to this," she thought. The confusion and guilt produced by this new awareness was attenuated as the movement continued. The pleasure growing ever more intense about her vulva joined with the mental excitement engendered by being so thoroughly filled served to degrade Amanda's ability to think clearly. 

She had been disappointed on her wedding night to find Rick inept in lovemaking. They had married virgins. Yet, Amanda had had more romantic and involved notions of what constituted lovemaking. Rick had immediately and clumsily groped between her legs fondling her until she was lubricated and then pounced stroking her rapidly in the standard missionary position. He came very quickly; way long before she was ready. After months of marriage she managed, through subtle verbal and direct non-verbal means to get Rick to lie on his side and let her do the work. This position somehow delayed him long enough so that she was able to have her own orgasm before he deflated completely. Amanda accepted this as the best she could expect from Rick. She met her own needs and helped Rick reach his. Not how she envisioned sex, but she loved Rick enough to be content with this bed play. 

She tried to restrict her motion, not wanting to wake Derrick. But the sensations produced by his prodigious prick over ruled subtle motion. She knew he must awake soon with her movements becoming more uncontrollable and vigorous. She thrust her pelvis back against his crotch until her pussy was full of penis. Amanda realized, suddenly, Rick would never experience her cervical knob or the top of vaginal vault with his diminutive tool like Derrick did now. The huge black shaft filled her completely, its movement producing heretofore-unknown pleasures and tingles. Amanda's genitalia grew more engorged, making her tissues more sensitive. More than anything now, more than privacy, more than fidelity, more than proper behavior with her student she wanted to come. Her breathing came louder now. Between clinched teeth she hissed, "Yesss, Yesss," over and over.

Derrick smiled broadly, behind Amanda's back, as she worked her pussy back and forth along his shaft. "Soon," he thought his excitement growing now, paralleling hers, "She will come and that tight little pussy will convulse gripping my dick causing me to dump a load of cum inside her. Sure hope she's on some birth control," he reflected. Though in his present state of excitement, he wasn't concerned enough to stop her activity.

Later someone had produced a pornographic movie that captured everyone's attention. Everyone had made jokes and catcalls and editorialized about the abilities of the actors and actresses. He remembered the hero, the best hung, was a Negro. His dimensions were unbelievable. He was buff, ripped with muscles, tall and talked with a voice that produced a deep, honeyed baritone. By then, Rick was to drunk to stand. He could barely focus his eyes and knew he was close to passing out. The actor's dick dangled a good seven to eight inches in its limp manifestation. Susan, another tutor and Amanda's close friend, had blurted without thinking, "No way anyone gets that big. A penis that large can only be produced in the editing room."





The Tutor Ch. 01



Ed, Susie's husband would have died had he heard his wife say such a thing in front of so many people. Ed, however, was away for the semester at a university sponsored archeological site. Susie had moved in with Rick and Amanda for the duration of Ed's presence at the dig. Ed's assignment was mandatory and without stipend. She'd ridden to the party with them so she was without escort. Susie's raven-black hair, green eyes and easy going manner made for a palliating counterpoint to Ed's intense, serious manner. Susie, like Amanda was petite and beautiful. Needless to say Susie did not lack for attention from the men present. Jerome and Elrod set on either side of Susie on a couch directly across form Rick. Rick stared at them. Elrod and Jerome were rubbing their hands on Susie's legs. Susie's miniskirt exposed ample thigh for each player to sample. Rick felt stupid and incoherent. The red strip of Susie's panties was easily visible from where Rick lay. Ed would have gone ballistic and yanked Susie from the party long before this moment had been reached. Rick hoped Ed never found out for everyone's sake. 

"Susie," a bass voice behind Rick interjected, "I hate to contradict your observation but some men do have penis' that large." Susie looked up and stared at the person behind Rick.

"Why haven't I seen one then?" she asked. Rick could see Susie was breathing rapidly.

The voice behind him replied," It depends on the company you keep. Just a matter of hanging out with the right crowd." Rick finally recognized Derrick's voice. He turned his head slightly. The drugs and alcohol made this maneuver difficult. Amanda's head rested against Derrick's chest. They slow danced to music Rick couldn't hear. Derrick had pulled up the hem of Amanda's dress with one hand while the other hand moved casually inside the thong. Again, Rick started to say something. While trying to think what to say he noticed Amanda was moving her bottom slowly against Derrick's crotch her arms reaching up encircling his neck, her eyes closed and her lips mouthing words silently. She must have felt his stare. Lazily, Amanda lifted her head and looked down at Rick through eyes bright with lust. Rick was finding it more and more difficult to focus his eyes. He thought that Amanda had mouthed silently, while staring at him, "I love you," and smiled. The she closed her eyes and let her head drop back against Derrick's chest. 

Amanda climaxed, wildly grinding her convulsing vagina along Derrick's tumescent organ. "Oh yes, yes, yes," she cried, unmindful of the noise she made. "Oh God this is wonderful. Please, Please don't ever stop." she pleaded without control. She felt the body stir behind her, the arm thrown over her moving its hand tweaking her unbearably sensitive nipples. Moments passed in this state of bliss that removed all thoughts but awareness of its own state. She felt her vagina clasp and unclasp as it climaxed around Derrick's magnificent rod. She reached down between her legs to touch the ebony shaft. She wanted to feel it as it pumped Derrick's sperm into her churning belly. She continued her pelvic motions wanting the moment to endure. She noticed, then, the crusty nature of her pubic hair and realized this was evidence of last night's activity, confirmation that Derrick and she were already lovers. Amanda noticed a part of her mind tried to generate some guilt to offset the wanton and unrestrained pleasure she was experiencing. Her efforts did not avail her. Any mental state necessary to produce guilt was diffused and diluted by sensations caused by the best orgasm she had ever experienced.

"Let's see if this act works," thought Derrick challenging himself.

"Amanda! Oh my God, what have we doing?"

He tried to sound sleepy and surprised at the same time.

"I'm so sorry," he adlibbed aware at the same time how her vagina continued to contract and relax around his penis though not as briskly as before. The majority of his sperm had been deposited in the first several seconds of his orgasm. The continued milking of his penis by Amanda's vaginal movements produced only a few drops with each squeeze but the sensation was enough to cause a change in plans. He had been prepared, as a demonstration of shock and remorse to, disengage from her and jump from the bed apologizing and begging her for forgiveness. The feel of her pussy around his still tumescent organ over-ruled his intentions. Instead, he lay there and stroked the top of her head mouthing apologies and excusing their behavior by blaming the drugs, alcohol and their friendly attraction for one another for wrecking their better intentions. He said," Our biological impulses over came our better nature."

"Thank God for our biological impulses," he thought silently, while trying to sound repentant and genuinely sorry as he voiced his words. 

"It's my fault too," she said assuming some of the blame. Especially that part of the blame that encouraged and allowed an 18 old boy, no man, to commit this sinful act of adultery. "We can't let Rick find out about this. I'm afraid it would destroy him."


"No we can't," Derrick agreed immediately.

She noticed as they apologized and mouthed remorse over their activates they remained coupled. In truth, the feel of him still inside her caused Amanda to experience a warm, sensual glow in her pelvis. This glow, though reduced in intensity by orgasm, was enough to turn her pelvic tissues to liquid, molten streams radiating heat throughout her loins. She even felt regret at the thought they would have to disengage in a little while, clean up and project an innocent appearance.

Within minutes, Derrick's penis began to grow inside Amanda as she tried, unsuccessfully, to generate guilt so she could honestly repudiate their conduct. This attempt never cohered into a distinct guilty thought, because the pleasure and the excitement the stiffening prick generated diverted blood from the rational and moral areas of her brain to those areas that generated pleasure as well as to those engorging tissues in contact with Derrick's ebony staff.

Amanda's disinclination to move was not lost on Derrick. Her decision to remain in bed coupled with the voluntary movements she was beginning to make again, along his prick described an Amanda without having to use any words. The excitement this realization engendered in Derrick was ineffable. This non-verbal behavior revealed an Amanda unwilling to reject the pleasure of the moment with Derrick. This thought conjoined with her weak attempts at remorse pushed his level of mental excitement beyond the ineffable to a place he had never been. He didn't know how to deal with these thoughts. Soon, the sensations generated by Amanda's movement, diverted Derrick thoughts. He just enjoyed the sensations mindlessly. Evidently, Amanda enjoyed his penis as much as he did her vagina.

"Please, Please, don't ever stop." The cry was one of unrestrained pleasure and excitement. Some girl had just gotten her rocks off in a big way. Again, despite the hangover he found his loins stirring in reflex to the cry of pleasure. Then, he remembered again Derrick and Amanda's embrace the night before as they danced slowly, Derrick's hand inside her panties, exploring Amanda's genitals with her explicit consent. Her face was rapture personified. Rick felt jealous Amanda would abandon herself to this extramarital fondling without protest. There could be no doubt; he thought lying on his back underneath the coffee table, recalling the image, that Amanda had been extremely aroused. Even though she let Rick know he was included in her thoughts to some degree by silently mouthing, "I love you," the inescapable fact of her unresisting enjoyment of Derrick's caresses in her husband's presence stated unequivocally what was most important to Amanda at that time. 

Now, the cry that had awakened him, added to the memories from last night, made him feel inadequate and jealous in some fundamental way. Amanda had never cried out that way when they had sex. She would quietly climax, her vagina convulsing around his fading tumescence. He would fade until his penis slipped out of her unable to retain its purchase. Then, they would kiss good night and go to sleep. Suddenly, he knew, his lovemaking was puny compared to the performance that produced the cries of passion upstairs. This intuitive knowledge only served to intensify the feelings of inadequacy and jealousy. He noticed his bladder was filling. These feelings of inadequacy and jealousy were difficult to ignore. They persisted in strength and clarity because he could not move. Holding still, allowed his thoughts of inadequacy and feelings of jealousy to occupy the center stage of consciousness. A simple activity, like walking, would have help reduce the painful intensity of his thoughts and recollections. However, if he moved, the nausea would fill him rapidly. The pure, unrestrained cry of rapture from upstairs had wounded his ego deeply.

Gently, Derrick withdrew his fully engorged penis. "What? Where are you going?" Amanda blurted, surprised and immediately longing for the turgid, black cylinder to be reintroduced into her smoldering vagina.

Her voice was honest with disappointment as he broke their connection. "I, I..."she stuttered. "Don't we still have time?" she stuttered obviously disappointed.

"We sure do." Derrick smiled at her. Gently, he touched her shoulder and by the slight application of digital pressure invited her to lie on her back. He spread her legs slowly. Amanda did not resist. He rose up on his knees and moved over to kneel between her legs. Amanda shamelessly explored his body with her eyes. His rugged face, masculine, not pretty or handsome, the muscular body, the tremendous thighs and, of course, the mighty truncheon that curved up and out from his crotch. She drank hungrily with her eyes recording the sight. She reached out without thinking and caressed the several inches of his penis she could reach.

"You have a gorgeous body," she said honestly.

"You do too," he said equally honest. He felt the intensity of love and lust combined as one passion. He felt the physical excitement course in his body. To this was added the mental excitement produced by the sight of her left hand stroking his penis. Amanda's gold wedding band glinted with morning light as her hand moved up and down the ebony shaft. Derrick knew, at that moment, he had given Amanda great pleasure. 

The moment rendered him inarticulate. Instead, he returned her smile. Then his immediate plans helped him find his voice.

"Before we have to get up I'd like to make love to you face to face." His voice was gentle and kind. 

"Oh yes," she whispered huskily, "I'd like nothing better." She watched, filled with pure, undiluted lust and desire.

As he parted her thighs a little more, he drank in the sight of her beautiful face and gorgeous body; her large, supple breasts with nipples distended, pointing straight up. Her chest tapered to a narrow waist before swelling into sensuous curves as her hips announced their presence. Finally, his eyes fixed on the apex between her legs where the blond pubic thatch adorned labia swollen and blooming with desire. He stared at the vagina. It was crimson from engorgement, the circumference of the orifice ragged, lips splayed open, hinting at the size of its recent visitor. He leaned forward placing the huge blunt tip against the vaginal opening. Leaning further, he entered her until he had fully sheathed his dick. The whole time they stared at one another. He was rewarded to see Amanda's eyes open wider as his penis slid forward filling her pussy. Her eyes glittered with anticipation. Derrick experienced the seemingly limitless possibilities of love for Amanda at that moment. She smiled up at him, while adjusting her hips. She wanted her pelvis positioned so her muscular black lover could get the deepest possible penetration. He rested the weight of his loins against hers.

"Oh yes," she cooed languorously as he slowly started his hips moving.

Rick carefully rolled over onto his stomach. He crawled from under the table. The nausea returned stopping him for a while. When it abated, he crawled some more in the direction of what he hoped was the bathroom stopping when the nausea grew to severe.

Amanda lost herself in the pleasure Derrick produced moving back and forth between her legs. In this position too, the size of his penis caused her stretched tissues to move back and forth tightly across the engorged, sensitive stem of her clitoris. The sight and feel of him pummeling her sensitive flesh induced the first of many closely spaced orgasms. So close at times, she felt as if she were having one long continuous climax. Derrick found himself more excited than he could ever remember as Amanda responded to his efforts. He felt proud to give her this pleasure. Derrick stroked long and slow, gentle and rough never stopping or pausing intent on giving this beautiful white woman the ride of her life. The bed rocked back and forth with the tempo of their lovemaking. They were serenaded by the bed's squeaking springs. 

With great effort Rick had leveraged himself up so that he sat on the toilet to pee. He leaned back resting against the toilet breathing slowly, trying to appease the nausea. Above him he could hear a bed's springs squeaking to the universal rhythm of sex. He pissed for a while before the stream diminished and stopped. Above him, the couple fucked away unaware of the audience below. Rick felt somewhat sheepish listening in but the thought of making his way back out into the community room kept him in place as an unwilling audience. The anonymous lovers above highlighted and rekindled his feelings of inadequacy and jealousy. Also, the noise above reminded Rick of the sight awaiting him last night, when the effort to keep his head turned and watch Derrick finger his wife's genitals grew too great and he turned back to check on Susie.

Jerome, Elrod and Susie had progressed a long way from simple caresses. The weight of drug's and alcohol on his mind and body rendered him speechless. Susie was locked in a deep, soul, and tongue-lashing kiss with Elrod. Elrod's pants were open revealing the largest, erect penis Rick had ever seen in person. Susie held the massive staff with both hands, stroking it up and down. Her tiny white hands were too small to completely encircle the large black tool she stroked. Rick could see Susie's wedding band glint in the dim light from time to time. Meanwhile, Jerome was removing Susie's clothes. He removed her blouse carefully, unfastening the cuffs of the shirt. Then, he gently pried loose one hand at a time from Elrod's wand and slid the sleeves off. Susie never stopped kissing Elrod. Jerome grinned finding Susie was not wearing a bra. Jerome began kissing Susie's neck and shoulders as his hands massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples between thumb and forefinger. After a short time he turned her toward him just enough so that he could bend down kiss and suck her breasts and nipples. The sight of this petite, well proportioned married, white woman between two huge, hulking African-American athletes was burned into Rick's brain.

Elrod told Jerome to move off the sofa. Elrod lay back. Susie didn't seem to care if she had an audience. The few couples that remained might throw a glance at them, watching for a moment as the giants explored Susie's charms, but they soon turned back to their own activity caught up in their own passions. This afforded a meager privacy for the three. Rick watched in awe at the scene unfolded. Elrod encouraged Susie to take his massive cock into her mouth. Rick knew then, sitting on the toilet, too little and too late, Susie and Amanda had probably been drugged so they responded mainly to their biological instincts. Unlike pornography Rick had read in the past, Elrod wasn't rough trying to force his impossibly large cock into Susie's mouth. Instead, he cooed, muttering endearments in the gentlest of voices encouraging her efforts to suck his dick. Susie busy trying to please Elrod seemed to pay no attention to Jerome as he finished removing her clothes. Jerome stared with unbridled lust at the beautiful sight before his eyes. He reached out and parted Susie's labia revealing a tiny slit beaded with moisture. When Jerome traced the circumference of her vaginal orifice with a finger, a deep, lust-laden, animal moan emerged from Susie's penis-stuffed mouth. Rick hoped Ed never found out about Susie's wanton conduct.

The closely occurring orgasms caused Amanda to lose all circumspection and discretion. Derrick loved her cries of ecstasy. "Oh God yes that feels wonderful," she cried aloud voice laden with mindless animal hump lust. Amanda's cries were a call from the wild.

Directly below them, Rick recognized the cry of intense pleasure as Amanda's. The cries wounded him like a physical blow. They attested honestly to the pleasure she experienced while being fucked by another man. Intuitively, Rick knew Derrick was fucking Amanda. Rick was now a cuckold. He felt queasy thinking that some young stud was fucking his wife while he sat below, to hung over to move, listening to the undeniable pleasure his wife experienced above. He reddened with shame that he had never made Amanda cry out with such abandon and obvious pleasure. Rick felt the nausea return as he realized he had not discovered his wife's capacity for pleasure. A young, black stud had taken this aspect of his wife's virginity. Unbidden, his penis grew rigid with his wife's cries of ecstasy. Rick was surprised how close he was to shooting his own load. Then deep male grunts and groans announced the altar of his beautiful wife's cervix was being anointed with Derrick's cum. 

Still unable to move from the toilet and not able to visualize Amanda and Derrick entwined above, Rick returned to the image of Susie, Jerome and Elrod. While Susie orally ministered to Elrod's monster, Jerome caressed Susie's pussy. With Susie bent over Elrod's supine body her pussy and ass were sticking up in Jerome's face. After a few minutes, Jerome inserted a finger into Susie's vagina and worked it vigorously. Then another finger and another were inserted frigging her pussy. Seeing the slit had grown to a more accommodating size Jerome took off his trousers and knelt directly behind the crimson, glistening vagina. Like Elrod, Jerome too, sported a monster cock. He placed the huge knob against her pussy and pushed forward gently. Feeling the stimulation from behind Susie thrust her genitals against the intruder impaling a small portion of the knob's tip inside the orifice. Jerome continued his gentle thrusting. Rick could see the sheen of Susie's lubricating juices running down the back of her thighs as her body tried to prepare the way for the monster guest.

Jerome's position allowed Rick to see, with drunken eyes, the stretching Susie endured without murmur. In fact, she pressed back against the monster head encouraging it forward. Unbelievably, the head of Jerome's monster suddenly slipped inside her. The stretched orifice recoiled to fit the slightly smaller shaft that followed. Jerome slowly pushed forward until nearly all his enormous shaft was inside Susie's pussy. That memory brought Rick's orgasm. As he came sitting on the toilet, the unsatisfying image of him sitting on the toilet masturbating, contrasted with the image he imagined above, depressed him beyond words. He squeezed out the last few drops of sperm. Rick remained on the toilet a few minutes more. The sound of muffled voices and laughter from above became too great for Rick to bear. Dismally, he staggered out of the bathroom to the communal room and lay down on a couch. Where was Susie? He felt sheepish. Cuckolded by an 18 year old African-American boy wonder. Despite the hot pain caused by Amanda's behavior and the utter rock bottom feeling induced by this testament to his physical inadequacy, Rick dozed.




The Tutor Ch. 01



"Rick, Rick wake up! We have to find Susie and take her home." Rick opened his eyes to his wife's beautiful face. He discerned guilt and anxiety there. In addition to the disquiet on her face, Rick thought he could discern a kind of freshly fucked look: the skin clear and smooth and smudges of dissipation under each eye.

"Huh, what's that?" he replied trying to pretend he'd just woke up. His viscera were liquid with, jealousy and despair. He knew she was unaware he'd heard her cries of ecstasy. Probably, the most she worried about was how angry he would be about Derrick openly fondling her genitals while they danced watching the movie. Rick struggled to sit up. Footsteps on the stairs announced Susie's arrival. Derrick guided her, his hand holding her forearm. She seemed wobbly. Her clothes were in disarray. Her shirttail wrinkled and not tucked. She had dressed hastily. Her hair was uncombed. This disheveled appearance was not like Susie at all. Derrick must have just awakened her and helped her quickly throw on her clothes. Rick through a glance at Derrick. Derrick nodded at him without any hint or taunt of male superiority. Rick looked away unable to hold the gaze. Amanda excused herself to get the car started.

At the door Rick took Susie by the elbow.

"Here these belong to Susie," said Derrick holding out his huge hand. Rick opened his hands and caught Susie's panties. Derrick held the front door while Rick helped Susie down the steps.

Derrick waved as Amanda drove away. Rick felt sick at heart in this new world. Had he been out of town and these events repeated unchanged except for his absence Amanda would probably still be in bed with Derrick. They were silent on the way home, the weight of last night between them. Looking back at Susie, he saw her skirt had ridden up revealing her vulva. She was asleep, her legs parted slightly in slumberous relaxation. Her labia were swollen and dried semen speckled her inner thighs. Her vaginal orifice still gaped remembering the size of the cocks that had docked there. It was red and ragged from so much attention. Curious Rick looked at Susie's face. She slept with an angelic look on her pretty face. Susie had been thoroughly and unequivocally fucked. She will feel really lousy when she wakes up and remembers last night he thought. Rick felt himself stiffen looking at her ravaged sex and remembering the sight of Jerome's cock slipping into Susie's vagina. He had not realized what a nice body Susie had. Racked with depressing feelings of inadequacy and hot, breath-taking jealousy he could still be excited by the thoughts and images of sex that Susie produced unknowingly as she slept.

As soon as he was inside the apartment, Rick took four aspirin and drank a beer before going to lie down. Amanda came into the room after helping Susie get to bed. She sat on the bed taking his hand in hers.

"I'm truly sorry about last night," she said. Her voice sounded contrite and sorrowful. 

"What about this morning?" he countered immediately. She looked stunned.

"What do you mean? Her bottom lip started to tremble and her voice broke.

"I was using the bathroom which happens to be right below Derrick's bedroom." She paled. "I could hear the bedsprings squeaking above as you guys fucked. I really didn't know it was you until you started crying out: don't stop, don't stop."

Amanda lowered her head and started sobbing quietly.

"Can you imagine how I felt hearing you cry out in ecstasy as somebody drilled your pussy making you come again and again? It was doubly painful knowing I never made you cry out like that before."

He didn't say anymore for a while.

He let Amanda's sobs work themselves out not knowing what to say. Obviously, something primitive and base had been awakened in his wife. How should he react to this new discovery? 

Admitting his feelings of inadequacy to Amanda somehow helped his negative feelings about himself to lessen some. The hot jealousy he had been feeling was, for the time being, mostly hidden behind a welcomed sense of inner peace. The beer and aspirin were starting to work. He looked at the top of her head. He touched her hair. Derrick had been right. It was like corn silk. Amanda's sobs were much less intense now. . He felt weird in his new role of being a cuckold. Yet watching her chest heave as she sobbed produced in him an intense love for his ravaged wife. She was so beautiful. She would always be a target for other men's desires. He patted the bed beside him.

"Lie next to me and let me hold you." Amanda looked up her eyes red and her nose runny. 

"I feel terrible," she said. "I...." Rick touched her lips and said "shhhhhhhh." He pulled her up next to him and wrapped his arms around her.

"Oh sweetheart, you feel bad and I feel bad." he paused. "We'll see our way through somehow. It may take me a little while. Right now, though, everything is so confused and my insides are in turmoil because of the beer, the pot, the responsibility I feel for Susie's behavior as well as our own. Right now, I just want to lie here quietly, with you in my arms and try to sleep.

"Rick, oh Rick..." she cried. 

"Shhhhhhh," he sounded softly, "don't talk now. We'll have time to talk later. Right now, I just want to hold you and try to rest." 

At that precise moment Amanda loved Rick even more than when she had uttered, "I do."

Amanda also felt relief at Rick's behavior, though she was confused about her own. She was glad he had not gotten violent or made a scene. Other thoughts inhabited her mind. Would she be able to resist Derrick's advances in the future? Would her marriage survive? What if Derrick bragged about his conquest? God, what if her parents ors found out about her behavior? She didn't try to answer any these questions right now. She was content to lie in bed wrapped in her husband's arms. Soon, they were both asleep.

Later, they got up and showered together. Rick washed her body, soaping and rinsing her repeatedly. He reached down and, ever so gently, stroked her labia. The redness and puffiness he thought he would see on her vulva were not as pronounced as he expected. Her loins were recovering rapidly from last night's and this morning's debaucheries. Amanda leaned against his arm aroused by his touch. Gently he parted the labia and touched the hidden folds of flesh.

"Are you sore?" he asked softly. 

"Some," she replied then added, "but not sore enough to say no to you." She reached down and touched his penis. Rick grew rigid quickly as Amanda stroked his penis. She tried without success not to compare Rick with Derrick. People were different.

"I must confess something to you," said Rick.

"MMMMMMMM..." Amanda replied as she stroked his hardness.

"The thought of you entangled in those black arms with your legs wrapped around his waist while he thrusts into you arouses me."

This confession gave Amanda a slim prayer of hope that she and Derrick might repeat last night sometime in the future.

"You don't thing me a pervert for having those thoughts, do you?"

Amanda let his penis slip from her mouth.

"How could I think a thought of yours perverted after what I did?"

She noticed Rick's eyes unfocused bright with lust. She recaptured the head of his penis with her mouth and slid up and down along his slender, short shaft.

Amanda could tell Rick wouldn't last much longer. She enjoyed the water on her shoulders accompanied by the groans of her husband as she brought him closer and closer to orgasm.

Sunday morning, Amanda went for her long weekly run. She ran three to five miles three to four times a week. On Sunday mornings, she would jog a real slow 10 to 20 miles. Rick watched her until she was lost to sight. Turning around, he started. Susie stood right behind him. He had not heard her walk up.

"Did I really sleep for 24 hours?" Susie looked drawn. Rick could tell she was upset. He decided to confront her right away with the memories of the Friday night and see what her mental landscape was like.

"Susie, Friday night was an aberration. It wasn't your fault."

Susie shook her head negatively.

"Rick I slept with two men at the same time. I don't know what came over me. They took me up to a bedroom and fucked me all night long. It didn't matter to them where they shot their load: in my mouth, in my ass or in my vagina." She paused for a moment breathing rapidly. "I loved it Rick. I felt so wanton. I loved making them come. They seemed to love making me come. I lost count of the orgasms. I had no idea I could ever behave like that." She stood for a time looking out the window.

"Coffee?" asked Rick.

She looked at him and nodded.

"Coffee would be nice."

They walked into the kitchen. She sat at the table as Rick prepared the coffee. He looked at her. Susie was staring out the window. 

"Do me a favor," he said.

She turned to look at him.

"What's that?" she asked.

"Give me a wee little smile." His request was couched in a childish tone of voice.

Despite her despair Susie managed a small brief smile. 

"You know Amanda had an experience similar to yours."

Susie stared at him. "Oh my God." she said.

"Amanda and I think some of the players thought it might be fun to screw their tutors. They probably made sure anything you or Amanda consumed would help them later when they made their move. That's why I call Friday an aberration."

"Do you really think so?" Susie asked.

"I think it best explains the unusual behavior you and Amanda demonstrated. Too, both of you demonstrated the behavior at the same time". Rick filled the coffee maker with water and measured out the coffee. After drinking water to replace that lost during the run, Amanda liked a large cup of strong coffee.

"Amanda slept with Derrick. She doesn't remember specifically consenting to sleep with him. She vaguely recalls him fucking her during the night and how good she felt with him doing that. When Amanda woke up this morning she was still in bed with Derrick. He slept next to her his penis still in her vagina. She noticed her pubic hair was matted and her thighs covered with flakes of dried semen."

"Poor Amanda," sighed Susie.

"She's sure of Derrick, but not sure if anyone else had her when she was drugged."

"We should call the police. Those delinquents can't get away with this." Susie said hotly. She was angry at having her life altered without her consent. Rick replied in a calmer tone.

"Superficially, that sounds like a plan. A little reflection will make that plan less than desirable."

Rick brought the coffee over to the kitchen table. They sat facing the windows. They would be able to see Amanda return as she finished her run.

" What are you going to tell the police? You drank beer with minors and smoked their dope before you had sex with them." 

He saw her eyes go from the flames of anger to the tears of helplessness. He took her by the hand.

"They will get away with what they did to us. There is nothing we can do except to try and put it behind us and move on."

Susie looked disheartened. Then she looked up at Rick anxiety in her face.

"How will I tutor them tomorrow? She asked. "Jerome is one of my students. How can I look him in the face? My sore ass will be a constant reminder how Jerome used me. It doesn't seem right to have to deal with someone who drugged you and then fucked you in the ass for hours." 

" I didn't say it would be easy. But revealing what happened at the party would, in all likelihood get us in more trouble than we can imagine right now. Don't forget they are legally minors. The law favors them to the detriment of adults in situations like this. We could lose our jobs. We could even be charged with a crime."

The consternation on Susie's face showed clearly she had not thought the matter through. She had only thought of retribution being visited on those that had violated her.

"If you can maintain your composure at each session I think you will find the subsequent sessions easier. Every tutoring session will distance you from Friday night. The body isn't really bothered by who you fuck; only the mind remembers the episode. The pain in your bottom will go away and the tissues will heal. Ed won't be able to tell by looking at your body the unplanned misadventures you experienced. You'll see."

"I hope you're right," she said her voice hesitant with doubt. Looking suddenly determined she said, "Still, I'm going to let him know they hurt me; that I feel used and soiled."

She sat in thought, silent for a time. The burst of resolve faded from her face.

"I just hope Ed never finds out." 

Rick held his tongue letting Susie talk. Then they were both silent for a while sipping their coffee lost in their own thoughts.

"How do you feel?" asked Susie after awhile.

"It's tough. Even though Amanda doesn't remember consenting to intercourse her behavior couldn't help but give the idea she consented. Derrick probably drugged her before I passed out. I remember them dancing during the movie. He had pulled the hem of her miniskirt up and was fondling her genitals with his other hand. She was spooning with him at the time her arms over her head wrapped around his neck. Her face revealed the intense pleasure she was feeling from his attentions." 

"Why didn't you stop him?"

"I was on the floor to high and ripped to move. I was probably drugged too. The effort to stay turned and watch them was too much. I turned back and watched Elrod and Jerome pawing you. By the way, that visual of them fondling you is my most important piece of evidence we were drugged. You would never have consented to that with a clear head."

Rick was silent.

After a moment, Susie voiced a question.

"What bothers you the most?" she asked.

"Hearing Amanda cry out in ecstasy while Derrick fucked her. I've never made her scream with pleasure like that. One can't help but compare."

"Oh my God, that must hurt," allowed Susie.

"Exquisitely. I can recall the sound of the bed springs squeaking as they fucked--a nonverbal taunt if ever there was one. She admits to immediate remorse when she first woke up. She was afraid to move, at first, for fear of creating a commotion or scene that might awaken me. Timidity and passivity held her there while she tried to think what to do. But lying there with him rigid inside of her started producing the sensations of pleasure to which she succumbed. After that, Amanda admits her subsequent behavior was voluntary. Her body ignored the protests of a rapidly dimming rational mind and insisted on responding."

He paused for a moment. Susie reached out and touched his hand. He continued.

"She feels guilty for hurting me and I believe her. But I think too, she remembers the feel of him inside of her; his relentless fucking with that big dick must have produced undeniably pleasurable orgasms. I think she will weaken and succumb to Derrick many more times before their newly discovered passion for one another abates."

Rick paused to take a breath.

"I think Amanda has discovered a foreign landscape inside herself that she will want to explore. All I can do is love her and be patient giving her the room and time she needs to find herself in this new world."

"I'm so sorry we're having to deal with this," she said. Her voice sounded sincere and sad.

"Me too," he agreed. 

They were silent for a moment

"Maybe when Amanda comes back we can all sit down and talk. I think it would help us. I know talking about troubling things helps me," Susie looked at Rick waiting for a reply.

"That's probably not a bad idea." He smiled at Susie, recalling the sight of her stretched pussy wrapped tightly around the beer can-sized shaft of Jerome's enormous tool.

"One other thing Susie."

"What?" she stared at Rick?

"When Jerome and Elrod took your clothes off and were in the process of turning you on I couldn't help but notice what a gorgeous body you have."

She stared at him hard for a moment. Then, they both burst out laughing. The irony of human behavior was not lost on either of them.

End of Chapter 1



The Tutor Ch. 02



Kevin’s report card was thumbtacked to the corkboard in his bedroom. He had the six perfect A’s circled in red ink; as well as the line at the bottom that read, “GPA 4.0.” It had been two and a half months since he had last fooled around with his tutor, Nikki Van Dorn. She hadn’t given him so much as a flirting touch since his parents’ annual St. Patrick’s Day party, when he shot hot semen all over her freckled face. After that, the only goal that remained was getting to fuck her for as long as he could last. It all depended on him getting a perfect grade point average. He tried to make small deals here and there until that time. He tried for a blowjob after writing an excellent paper on the French revolution, but she wouldn’t budge. She claimed that sex would distract him from his goal, and that the wait would make it worthwhile.

She was right. She stood across the room from him in his black graduation robe and cap, some matching high heels, and her sexy glasses. She unzipped the front of the robe as she walked toward him.

“All A’s,” she said. “Nicely done, Kevin.”

“Well…” He swallowed. He was already sweating. The look in her eyes was sultry, yet chilling. “I had a good tutor.”

She pulled the robe open, spilling her large breasts into view. She kept the rest of her body concealed as she leaned him back onto the edge of his desk and kissed him. He groped at her tits with almost brutal squeezes. Her tongue filled his mouth and blood rushed to his groin. He grabbed at her ass through the satin fabric of the graduation robe. Like he requested, she had nothing underneath. He pressed his erection into her belly, almost cumming before he had opened his pants. She pulled away and tossed the cap across the room. She kneeled before him and yanked his pants open. His hard prick was pushing out of the top of his briefs and she wrapped her tongue around it.

“Fuck!” He yelled as he grabbed the back of her head and came into her mouth. His two jack-off sessions that afternoon proved worthless. She swallowed every bit of his cum, and then yanked his briefs down to lick at his balls while she twisted the head of his cock. He made several grunts and gasps as his hands flailed around on the desktop and knocked papers and pens to the floor. He was glad no one was home. They would’ve thought he was being mauled, and God only knew what would happen if his parents would out that he was fucking his tutor.

“I’m sorry,” he said between heavy breaths. “It’s just…It’s been a while.”

“Don’t worry about it, Kevin.” She got up and pulled out the desk chair. She whirled him around and plopped him down into it. She cast him a wry smile and bent over the desk. Her gorgeous round ass rubbed on his chest until he got the message and lifted the robe so he could shove his face between her cheeks. She was fairly certain that he had never done this before, so she reached back and held him there.

Kevin wasn’t entirely sure what to do, so he just licked away at her like a mad dog. He kept losing his breath and had to swallow now and then to keep from choking on all the juice running down the back of his throat. His face was soon a sticky mess as she banged her puss onto his tongue. His jaw ached. His lips were growing numb. His tongue was approaching failure. He could hear her giggling and the sight of her fingers playing with her clit brought his erection back. 

He stood up, ready to plunge into her. She handed him a condom. The sight of it was like a magic trick to him. He had no idea where it came from, but it was on his penis and his pants were around his ankles in just a few seconds. Nikki wasn’t going to take any chances with someone as virile as Kevin, and she had already been lucky once when she had screwed Kevin’s father, Ed, during the St. Patrick’s Day party. 

Kevin slid his cock into her. She was still slippery from his saliva and she let out a happy moan as he pressed his full length into her. He wasn’t as hung as his father, she thought, but he was just fine. He rocked his hips at first. He was tentative. He didn’t want to blow his second wad at the outset. She smiled and braced her hands on the wall. She pushed back into him with each thrust. His confidence grew and so did the speed of his hips. His hands gripped tighter on her hips as their thighs slapped together. The desk started creaking under the strain as it banged into the bedroom wall.

In a moment of aggression, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back. He sat back on the chair and she slid off him for only a few seconds until she wiggled back onto him. She let out a happy sigh and used her strong legs to bounce on his cock. Her long red hair tickled his face as she leaned her head back and let herself go. She almost forgot he was there. All she could hear was flesh hitting flesh and the slippery sounds of her pussy moving on his cock. The sound of his droning moans filled the room and much of the hallway outside, but went unheard by Nikki as she took what she wanted from him.

“I wanna fuck your ass,” he said in a voice not quite his own. “I mean, uh, can I?” He switched to apologetic in the blink of an eye.

She smiled at the idea and pulled off him. Once again, she bent over the desk and waited. He stood up and pressed his cockhead onto her anus. He rubbed her there and tried to get inside, but his angle was wrong. He realized that he needed to be about three inches taller for it to work. He stood on the balls of his feet and bent his dick as much as it could bend just to get the head inside. It popped in, and she hummed in appreciation. The sight of her bent over his desk, with her breasts flattened on it and her ass in the air, was too much for him. The wild excitement of fucking his tutor’s ass was overpowering. His cock was shooting cum faster than bullets from a machine gun. He tried to rip the condom off so he could spray all over her, but only succeeded in making a mess all over his hands.

“Fuck!” He panted and wiped sweat from his forehead with the back of his arm. “I…I didn’t want to -” 

“I know, but you did just fine, Kevin.” She turned around to sit on the edge of the desk. She licked the cum from his fingers. “You lasted pretty long for your first time.”

“Thanks.” He looked at the floor in habitual embarrassment. “Can we…?”

“The deal was for as long as you could last. Maybe some other time. Besides…” She spotted mini-van headlights pulling into the driveway. “Your parents are here.”

“Shit!” He ran for the bathroom. He was in the shower before Nikki had her pants back on. She pinned her hair up with a pair of pencils and reapplied her lip-gloss. Once she figured she looked like she hadn’t just finished fucking an eighteen year-old boy, she grabbed her book bag and went downstairs. She reached the bottom of the steps just as Ed and Shelley Brannigan walked through the front door.

“Oh, uh…Hi, Nikki.” Ed walked past her before she could say anything. He looked worried. He had been avoiding her since the Saint Patrick’s Day party. She didn’t know what was on his mind, nor if it would come up before her services as Kevin’s tutor were no longer needed. She didn’t figure that he felt guilty about fucking her in the bathroom that night. He was too much of a bastard for that. It was something else, something that had him afraid of her, but she couldn’t figure it out.

“Hi, Nikki,” Shelley said. She too was nervous, but it was a different type of tick than Ed’s behavior. Shelley stood in the entryway, with her weight shifting back and forth between her feet and her hands folding and refolding the programs from their daughter’s play at the arts school.

“Hi, Shelley,” Nikki said, “I’ve been meaning to tell you that your hair looks great now that you’ve grown it out. I just haven’t had time to sit down and talk with you. We’ve all been so busy.”

“Yeah, we have. You think it looks good though?” Shelley ran her fingers through her hair, which had grown to shoulder length.

“It’s great.”

“Thanks. I took your suggestion. I…” She paused to look around the house. “I need to talk to you.”

“Is this about…?”

“The party. Actually, what happened after the party…with you and me…and…and Katie.”

“Sure. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that too. I think - ”

“Not here.” She held out her hands, and then looked around the house again. “Can I meet you somewhere tomorrow night? I usually go to the gym on Monday night, so I can use that excuse to get out of the house.”

“Yeah, that’d be fine. Do you know where the Fishnet is?”

“Is it a restaurant?”

Nikki laughed. “No, Shelley. It’s a bar. The Fishnet Stocking. Everyone calls it the Fishnet, or the Net. It’s on Laramie Street, near the E-Z Mart.”

“Okay. I know where Laramie Street is.”

“Meet me there around eight.”

“Okay. Oh, Katie wanted me to give you this.” It was one of the programs from the production of “Noises Off” that Katie was starring in at the school. “She was hoping you could come see the play.”

“I’d love to. I might be able to get there next weekend.”

“Okay.” Shelley headed into the house, with a noticeable spring in her step. “See you tomorrow,” she whispered.

Nikki headed out to her car, unfolding the program as she went. There was a message inside from Katie. It was Katie’s phone number and the simple request of “Call me.”

As Nikki walked to the Fishnet from her nearby apartment, she punched up Katie’s number on her cell phone.

“Yeah?” Katie sounded somewhat annoyed.

“Katie? It’s Nikki Van Dorn. Your brother’s tutor?”

“Oh, hi!”

“Is this a bad time?”

“No, just in the middle of building a set diorama. It’s a pain in the ass.”

“I got your message.”

“Yeah, it’s about the party at my folks house. We need to talk.”

“Okay.” Nikki was almost laughing. “Go ahead.” “Well…I’m just gonna say it. I think you’re fucking hot.”

Nikki laughed now. 

“Thanks! That’s…that’s sweet.”

“I don’t know how much you…how much you swing that way, but I’ve been thinking about you since the party when I walked in on you and Mom. Have you two…?”

“No, not since then.” She debated telling Katie that she was on her way to see her mother in a local gay bar, but declined. “Are you out to your parents? Or Kevin?”

“No, not to Kevin. I think he might freak out at first. I’m sure Mom and Dad have their suspicions. I haven’t brought a boyfriend home since high school, just theatre girls.” There was an awkward pause. “I’m sorry. Have I freaked you out with all this? I don’t even know if you’re interested and -”

“I’m interested,” Nikki said, feeling naughty.

“Oh!” Katie giggled. “Great! I…uh…What do we do next?” They both laughed.

“Let’s meet somewhere and talk.”

“Okay. Uh…do you know where Elektra’s is?”

“The club?”

“Yeah. Could you meet me there Friday? I’ll be in rehearsals all week, so Friday night we’ll all be itching to go out and dance.”

“What time?”

“Ten?”

“I’ll be there, Katie,” Nikki said. She thought she heard a nervous shudder on the other end of the line.

“Okay. Great. I’ll…I’ll see you then. Thanks!”

“Yep. See you then.”

They hung up. Nikki bit her lip as she smiled. Katie chewed on a fingernail and let her other hand drift into her shorts.

“Is that your friend?” Pam asked from the other side of the bar. Nikki turned on the stool and saw Shelley standing near the cigarette machine. She was dressed in tight jeans and a black shirt cut at her mid-riff smoothed from a minimum of three aerobics classes a week. Despite being dressed to kill, she fidgeted with her purse.

“Yeah, that’s her,” Nikki said and waved to Shelley.

“She’s a looker. Send her my way if it doesn’t work out.”

Shelley sat next to Nikki and squeezed her hand.

“Hi,” she said while looking around. The bar was quiet, and only a few couples were spread about to chitchat over drinks and sandwiches. “Is this…Is this a gay bar?” She whispered.

“Yes. They have the best drinks in this part of town. I live a few blocks from here. We can leave if you like.”

“No, this is fine. I’m just…surprised, that’s all. Are you…?”

“What’ll ya have?” Pam asked, surprising Shelley. 

“Just a Guiness.”

“Guiness?” Pam’s eyebrows went up. “You’re hardcore, girl.”

“I like both boys and girls,” Nikki said. Shelley took her first sip of the beer as soon as it was handed to her.

“Okay. That’s…I…I guess I…”

“You too?” Nikki leaned in and rubbed Shelley’s leg. “Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Yes,” Shelley said after taking a bigger drink. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since the party. Ed doesn’t satisfy me the way he used to. I don’t know if it’s stress or work or if he’s having an affair or what, but he’s been so distant lately. That night at the party when you and I…you know. I…I hadn’t felt like that in such a long time and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you and what we did, and I wonder what Katie thinks! I mean, she hasn’t brought it up, but neither have I. I don’t know what to tell her. I feel kind of bad about it. I mean, she was right there helping us have sex and I…” She stopped her quick monologue and took another drink.

“You feel like you’ve done something wrong?” Nikki asked.

“No, I…” She looked around again, and then whispered. “It really turned me on. Seeing you two together, when she was touching and kissing you, and you were touching and kissing me. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life.”

“Wow,” Nikki said. “What do you think Katie would say about all this?”

“I don’t know. She…I think she likes girls. She’s always bringing these girls from the theatre around. That’s okay. I mean, I think I like girls too. I just…”

“Do you want to fuck?” Nikki asked, nearly making Shelley knock over her Guiness.

“I…I…Yeah, I really would. I…I bought things.”

“You bought things?”

“You know, sex toys.” Shelley’s face was as red as Nikki’s hair.

“For us? Wow, you have been thinking about this quite a bit. Are they in your purse?” She laughed.

“No, they’re in the mini-van. I stopped by a store on the way here. I was…I thought we could go somewhere…”

“Like a motel, or my place?”

“Anywhere.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Now?”

“Why should we wait?”

Shelley downed the rest of the pint and slammed the glass onto the bar.

“We shouldn’t.”

Shelley led them out to the mini-van, her legs showing no signs of being wobbly from drink. 

“Where do you want to go?” She asked Nikki.

“Let’s just go to my place, but I wanna see what you bought first.”

Shelley opened the side door of the mini-van and lifted a black bag from the floorboard. Nikki peeked inside. There was a small lipstick-sized vibrator, a six-inch dildo, two tubes of lube, and a thick black strap-on vibrator. “Wow!” Nikki pulled out the strap-on and began tearing it from the box. “You don’t mess around.”

“Shouldn’t we – ” Nikki kissed Shelley’s pretty lips and cut off the conversation. Shelley’s arms went around the other woman’s neck as they toppled into the mini-van. Nikki shut the door behind them as Shelley pulled her shirt off.

“God, I want you. I’ve been horny all day,” she said.

They were soon naked, and the windows of the mini-van were already steamed as Nikki lay atop her student’s mother and kissed her. Nikki’s hand rubbed at Shelley’s clit, finding her pussy quite wet enough to fit two fingers inside. Shelley gulped for air as she clutched at Nikki’s arms. She cried out in a moan like a jet turbine as she came in an orgasm that had been building all day. 

“That didn’t take long,” Nikki said.

“Let me taste you. Let me taste you,” Shelley said. Nikki slid up Shelley’s taut body and mounted her face. Shelley’s tongue probed and explored the redhead’s labia before slipping inside to spoon out whatever she could find. Nikki braced on the side window and filled the mini-van with a happy hum as Shelley’s tongue lapped at her clit. 

“How is that?” Shelley asked, wanting to know. “Is that good?”

“Yeah, baby. That’s nice. Put your fingers inside.”

Shelley slid two fingers in, and Nikki gasped before reaching behind to hold Shelley’s hand. She moved Shelley’s hand back and forth until Shelley got the rhythm Nikki wanted. Her curious tongue licked away with fervor now, until Nikki was clenching onto her hand with her thighs and shuddering from the heat exploding through her body.

Nikki rolled off Shelley’s face and sat on the back seat of the mini-van. Both women took deep, quick breaths and wiped sweat from their faces.

“Should we go to your place now?” Shelley asked.

“I think we’re doing okay here,” Nikki said and grabbed the strap-on from the floor. She slid it up her legs, fastened the snaps, and beckoned Shelley toward her with a curled finger. “Now why don’t we put this to good use?”

Shelley smiled and rolled over to begin the climb up Nikki’s legs. Her face brushed the strap-on cock, and Nikki thought of how she had tugged down Kevin’s briefs to suck his dick not that long ago. Another wicked thought flashed through her head. She put her hands on Shelley’s shoulders before she got much higher.

“Suck my cock,” she said, and pushed her back down. Suck it just like I sucked Kevin’s, she thought. Shelley didn’t argue. She kneeled on the floorboard of the mini-van and took the black cockhead into her wet mouth. She looked up at Nikki for approval as her pink lips were stretched over the jelly vibrator. She rubbed it over her face and licked it from base to tip as Nikki held her by the hair.

“That’s nice. Real nice. Now turn around so I can fuck you,” Nikki said.

Again, Shelley didn’t waste time. She turned around and rested her forearms on the console between the front seats. Nikki kneeled behind her and pulled Shelley onto the vibrator. Shelley’s head shot up, her hair flying back like a mane. Nikki latched onto Shelley’s thighs and started pumping the strap-on cock inside Shelley’s puss. The mini-van shook with the thrusts. Shelley’s turbine moans filled their ears. Nikki grabbed a handful of Shelley’s hair and gave a small yank back as she leaned into her.

“Oh God, yes! Yes! Fuck me!” Shelley yelled.

“You like that? You like that big cock in your pussy?” Nikki asked.

“Yes! Fuck!”

“Come here,” Nikki said. She wrapped her arms around Shelley’s waist and pulled her back. Nikki sat on the backseat and soon Shelley was bouncing atop her. Shelley pushed on the ceiling of the mini-van, trying to bounce as hard as she could and get every inch. Nikki found the button for the vibrator and sent a hard buzz into Shelley’s snatch. Shelley fell back onto Nikki, screaming and frantically rubbing her clit. Nikki bit at her neck and pinched her nipples. 

“Fuck me! Fuck that cock!” Nikki yelled. Fuck me like Kevin fucked me, she thought.

Shelley’s orgasm was like a speed addict having a fit. Her body thrashed with strong force. Her hair whipped Nikki’s face. Her fingernails scratched up the ceiling of the mini-van. Nikki’s crotch was soaked with cum. Shelley fell forward, catching herself on the front seats before hitting the floor.

“Oh God,” she said, “I’ve never…I…”

“Stay there,” Nikki said and smeared cool lube on Shelley’s ass.

“What?” Shelley asked, looking back.

“You want this cock in your ass, don’t you? That’s why you bought the lube. Right?”

“I…”

“Right?” Nikki jerked on Shelley’s hair. “Yes!” Shelley said. “I want my ass fucked.”

Nikki kept hold of Shelley’s hair and slid forward to the edge of the seat so she could have the best angle to get inside. The vibrating strap-on dick pushed its way into Shelley’s ass. Shelley made small gasps and gulps as the thick cock filled her tight hole inch by inch. Nikki buried it inside her with one final shove. The buzzing cock sent tremors through them both. Shelley’s hands flailed about as Nikki began rocking back and forth. She tugged on Shelley’s hair and soon their thighs were slapping together. 




The Tutor Ch. 02



As Lynn strolled over to the lounge, I took in her lovely body. Her breasts were small, but she had long nipples that were hard and pointy. Her cunt glistened with her juices and her clit was clearly visible. Nancy slowly jacked my cock and whispered ‘isn’t she hot.’ I licked my fingers and smoothed out my eyebrows. Nancy gave me a strange look and asked ‘What are you doing?’ I told her in a voice loud enough for Lynn to hear ‘I’m making a place for Lynn to sit down.’

Lynn took the hint and as she reached the edge of the lounger, lifted her leg and put it over my head. I had a great view of her cunt and she knew it. She slowly started using her fingers to play with her clit. As she rubbed her cunt, even more of her juices started to appear. Little drops of cunt juice started to drop onto my face. I tried to catch them with my tongue. It was a game that Lynn clearly enjoyed playing. Lynn slowly inserted a finger into her cunt and started to finger fuck herself. I couldn’t wait to taste that delectable cunt. I love eating pussy and this one was going to be a feast.

Nancy told Lynn ‘Quit teasing the man and sit on his face. You know you love to have your pussy eaten.’ Lynn slowly lowered her cunt to my lips and settled herself into a comfortable position for both of us. I licked her cunt from her ‘t’aint’ to her clit. My tongue was covered in cunt juice and it tasted great. I inserted my tongue into her cunt and started to tongue fuck her. Lynn moaned in her throat and started to move her hips back and forth. I slowly worked my way up to her clit and sucked the nub into my mouth. I sucked on her clit and worried it with my teeth. 

Lynn was clearly close to having an orgasm. She began to rock her hips faster and faster. Suddenly, she stopped and pushed her hips down on my face. She let out a low moan ‘I’m cumming, ahhhhh!’

Nancy said to me ‘Do you want to fuck her now?’ I could only nod my head since Lynn was still sitting on my face. I think the way my cock bounced when she asked provided the required answer to that question. I told Lynn to get up on her knees. I love fucking doggy style. Watching my cock move in and out and hearing my balls slap against an ass is a real turn-on. 

Lynn positioned herself and I moved around behind her. I grabbed her hips and slowly rubbed my cock up and down against her cunt. I teased her for a few seconds and she started inching her way back against my cock. She said ‘put that cock in me, now!’ I obliged her by slowing sinking my cock into the tightest, sweetest cunt I had ever had.

I couldn’t believe how tight her cunt was around my cock. I had to stop for a minute to keep from cumming right then and there. I slowly started to fuck her. Lynn responded by setting up a rhythm of her own. She rocked back and forth and helped me drive my cock deep into her cunt. It was pure ecstasy!!!! 

Nancy moved around in front of Lynn and lay down with her legs spread out. She began to play with her cunt as I fucked her daughter. Watching her was turning us both on. I told Lynn, ‘why don’t you eat your mother’s cunt.’ Nancy took the hint and moved closer to Lynn. Lynn slowly lowered her head between her mother’s legs and began to lick Nancy’s cunt lips. The slurping sounds of Lynn’s tongue and the rhythm of my balls slapping her ass made great music together.

All three of us were approaching orgasm. Lynn’s face was covered in her mother’s juices and Lynn was really getting into it. Nancy was moaning and humping her hips faster and faster. I was really pounding Lynn’s cunt—giving her the ride of her life. I rammed my cock into her cunt harder and harder—driving her face into her mother’s cunt. Suddenly all three of us started cumming. I spurted rope after rope of cum into Lynn’s soaking pussy. Lynn grabbed her mother’s legs and held on as Nancy started cumming. Her juices flooded out and almost drowned Lynn in cunt juice. Lynn continued to lick Nancy’s cunt, driving Nancy to an unbelievable orgasm. 

We were all exhausted! After a few minutes we all collapsed on the lounger—spent from the fucking and sucking. Right then we heard a voice “What a great picture, my two lovely ladies getting fucked and sucked. Mind if I join in?”



The Tutor Ch. 02



This is part two of an ongoing story. It would help if you read the first story first in order to understand the plot. 




Monday morning James was walking to his car to head to work when Mr. Samuel rushed out his house and caught up with James. James heard footsteps as he opened the door of his SUV and turned to see who the footsteps belonged to. 

Mr. Samuel said, "James. I wanted to thank you for the gifts. That was very kind of you. Also, I wanted to thank you for agreeing to tutor Melanie. She has been in a great mood the last couple of days and said she is so excited to learn more about real estate from you."

James tried to hold back his smile. If Mr. Samuel ever found out the truth he would want him dead. "Well, it was all her idea. You really have a great daughter."

Mr. Samuel added, "I never knew she was interested in real estate. This is the first time she has really shown any real interest in much of anything. She has always gotten good grades, but never really showed passion in any particular subject. Thanks again. Have a great day, neighbor."

James smiled and nodded as he stepped inside his vehicle. At least he knew Melanie enjoyed her visit. He thought to himself, I wonder when she will come over for another "lesson". He also wondered how long all of this would last. He masturbated several times in the last few days just thinking about the event that took place a couple days ago.

After work, James was mowing his lawn. He glanced at the house across the street and saw Melanie peeking out her window, mostly hiding behind the thin curtains. He could see her glowing face. He looked back down at the lawn and turned around to mow another strip. While pushing the mower back toward the front of the house, he glanced up at her second story window again. This time Melanie waved at him. He smiled and waved back before looking away.

Later in the evening, James was sitting on a lawn chair just outside of his garage, enjoying the cool breeze. The light to Melanie's room turned on. He looked up at the window. Her curtains were pulled closed, but were thin enough that he could see shadows in the room. He saw her move closer to the window and watched intently to see what she was doing. He saw her raise her hands and appear to remove clothing. The shadow of her body turned sideways. The shape of her breasts shown as a shadow. He watched as she appeared to throw her hair to the side. He wondered if she knew he was watching or even outside. Was she intentionally teasing him or was this just coincidence?

Feeling like a peeping tom, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. The cool breeze was a nice change from the warm day. He could feel his hair on his arm standing on end. The sound of crickets chirped in the background. He began to doze off. 

James practically jumped out of his chair when he felt a hand on his left arm. His eyes shot open to find Melanie standing before him. His heart was beating frantically. "You scared the crap out of me, Melanie."

She started to laugh. "I am sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I didn't know you were asleep."

Melanie was wearing a pink pair of pajama pants and a loose t-shirt. She didn't appear to be wearing a bra underneath her shirt. He took a few moments to regain his composure as she looked down at him.

"My dad says it is okay if I have another tutor lesson with you. I was wondering if you were free tomorrow in the early afternoon, after I get home from school."

How could he tell her no? He was already in too deep to risk telling her now anyways. He thought about telling her he was busy, but truth be told, he was looking forward to seeing her again. "My schedule is free after three tomorrow as of right now. I may get a showing as they can pop up anytime. If my car is in the driveway, then you can come over, okay?"

"Yay!" she said, giving him a quick hug and then jogging back to her house. 

No appointments were scheduled for the afternoon so James headed home around three. He would normally stay in the office until five, but he had a "tutor appointment" today. He pulled into the drive and headed into the house to grab something to eat. He was just beginning to eat a strawberry yogurt when he heard a knock at the door. He carried the yogurt across the living room and opened the door. Melanie was standing before him in a pair of tight jeans and a loose t-shirt like she was wearing the previous night.

"Hello James. You said I could come over if your vehicle was in the driveway. I just finished my homework and saw your SUV was in the driveway. I am ready to learn more from you."

"I was just getting a bite to eat, but come on in."

"I love yogurt. That looks delicious."

"Would you like one also?", he asked.

"Oh, yes please."

James grabbed another yogurt from the fridge and handed handed her a spoon from the drawer. She took the yogurt and spoon from him and sat down at the kitchen table. She watched him with a smile on her face as he finished eating the yogurt.

"Tell me a little about Real Estate so I have something to tell my parents in case they ask for details." she said as she opened the yogurt.

James spent a few minutes telling her how the industry works and what his day to day routine is like. He felt he was rambling and was relieved when she interrupted him. "Can I lick this off you?" she asked holding the yogurt up.

"Well, it would be cold, but you can if you would like to."

She took another spoonful of yogurt and said, "Kiss me first." Putting the spoonful of yogurt in her mouth, she leaned forward and kissed him. He could taste the strawberry yogurt on her lips. They slowly began to kiss for the next couple of minutes before she took him by the hand and lead him into the living room. She unbuckled his pants and pulled his slacks and boxer shorts to his ankles. He kicked them off his feet and looked up at her. She was staring at his growing phallus. 

"Will you tell me how to suck on it?" she said, motioning down to his crotch.

"Sure."

"Tell me what you like and what feels good."

"First, hold it by the base, then put your lips around the mushroom looking part of my dick. That is one of the most sensitive parts. The other is the line on the bottom of my dick that is facing you. Run your tongue up and down that part or suck on it. You will be sure to make any man happy that way."

"Girls in my school talk about guys wanting them to swallow it. Do you like that?"

"Well, you don't necessarily swallow it. I think what you mean is deep throating. That is where you take as much of a man's penis in your mouth as you can handle and suck on it."

"Girls say that the boys at school want to push their heads and shove it down their throats." she added.

"Boys. They have no manners and only care about themselves. Try as much as you want. I can assure you I won't shove anything down your throat."

Melanie was mesmerized by the sight of his penis. She has seen a penis on videos and seen her little brother's penis, but this was totally different. This was a man's penis just inches from her. She knelt down between his spread legs and set the yogurt down on the carpet beside her. Wrapping her hand around the base of his penis, she hesitated a second before putting it in her mouth. The penis was hot in her hand and it surprised her. She wondered what it would feel like inside her vagina. She slowly moved her head forward and wondered what a penis tasted like. 

Her lips wrapped around the head of his penis. She paused a moment, adjusting to the hot member in her mouth and tasting it. She rolled her tongue around the head and looked up at James. He smiled and moaned softly. It made her feel good. She felt like she was possibly doing it right. She slowly pushed the penis further into her mouth, only getting a few inches before it hit her gag reflex. She pulled back and tried to keep from gagging. 

"Now you know where your limit is for now. Some girls learn to get past the gagging feeling, other's don't."

Melanie's eyes were watering. She took a few seconds to recompose herself before starting to suck again. She started softly, not knowing how much pressure to use. He told her to treat it like a Popsicle and so she did, that is when he started to lift his hips a little and start moaning. She was getting the hang of it. After becoming comfortable, she grabbed the yogurt and dipped his hard penis into the yogurt. He pulled back in shock. It took a few seconds to adjust to the cold. When, she placed her warm lips around him and started sucking the yogurt off, he released a long moan. The contrast of hot and cold was great. She repeated this several times. Eventually she did not remove her mouth and continued to suck his hard penis. She was marveled by the fact it throbbed in her mouth and hand.

James warned her when he was getting close to having an orgasm. He told her she could also stroke the base of his penis while she was sucking. She tried it and found it to be fun and exciting at the same time. The sounds of him moaning and groaning turned her on and pleased her. Two of her friends said this was gross, others said they loved it. She had to find out for herself. She wondered what it would taste like when he came. She was eager to find out.

She moved her head faster and found a rhythm with his thrusting hips as she stroked him and sucked on the tip of his penis so she wouldn't choke. Her mouth was beginning to get sore from sucking. She dipped his penis in the yogurt one more time then did her best to help him out. As she was sucking, she felt his hips lock in the air. She bobbed her head until she felt a stream of hot fluid shoot into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. It tasted sweet, yet salty and had a weird smell to it.

She stopped and he exclaimed, "Don't stop yet." so she continued stroking him and licking the underneath of his throbbing penis. She was surprised when his penis shot again and the fluid landed on her forehead. She couldn't help but laugh. She looked at the top of his head and fluids continued to pour out. She thought it reminded her of the volcano they built in chemistry class last year. Now she understood why many of her classmates were laughing and blushing.

Melanie took a few spoonfuls of yogurt and wiped the fluids off her forehead while James cleaned himself. She felt a familiar feeling between her legs. It was the same feeling she had the last time she visited him. Feeling she lost some control while being instructed by him, she decided to become more forceful. When James returned to the living room she demanded he lick her. James was more than happy to oblige.

He took her to the bedroom and laid her down on the end of the bed so that her back and hips were on the bed, but her legs hung over the edge and rested on the floor. He removed her jeans to reveal soaking wet panties. It doesn't take much to turn this girl on, he thought to himself. He pulled the panties from her legs and saw her smooth, bald mound once more. Her lips were slightly spread, revealing the inner pink of her vagina. James spread her legs and traced the outer lips of her vagina with his tongue. Melanie urged him on with a few soft moans. 

James slid his tongue up her slit, stopping just short of her clitoris. Melanie groaned in displeasure, anticipating the feeling of his tongue on her sweet spot. She knew it was her sweet spot because that is where it felt the best when she used her mini vibrator. James took his time licking and sucking on her lips and inner labia, making sure she was primed up and ready to go.

After a few minutes, he could taste her sweat nectar dripping down on his tongue. He knew it was time to delve in deeper. He reached up over her his and put her legs over his shoulders. He pulled her mound back to reveal her swelling clit. Ever so slowly, he ran his tongue up her inner lips and over her clit. Her hips jolted the instant his tongue slithered over her sweet spot. She let out a couple whimpers. He sucked her clitoris inside his mouth and softly rolled his tongue around it's tip. Melanie's began to thrash as sensations shot through her body like she was being electrocuted.

James lapped up her gushing juices and buried his tongue deep inside her vagina. Her hips meeting his face, grinding against his chin. The darting tongue teased her insides. She gasped as the foreign object invaded her internal body. It felt much different than a finger, much more pleasing. A growing desire to scream built up inside her vocal cords. Her voice filled the four walls of the room. She reached down and pushed his face hard against her body.

Sensing she was about to explode, James replaced his tongue inside her walls with his finger. His mouth surrounded her clitoris once more. He sucked hard on her clit, sending her over the edge. The world went black as she rode the wave of pleasure overtaking her being. Her clitoris became very sensitive all the sudden. She pulled his head away from her lower body. James climbed up the bed and curled next to her, holding her sweaty skin close to him. She lay still with a smile on her face and eyes closed.

"I am not sure how much more of this I can take." Melanie softly whispered.

"What do you mean?" James inquired.

"I felt like my heart was bursting out of my chest. That orgasm was so much more intense than any I have ever had before. I think I found what I was looking for."

"Does this mean this is your last lesson?" he asked with a slight tone of disappointment.

"Are you crazy?" she said with an escalating voice that became high pitched at the end. "I meant that I don't think I can take anymore today. You are not getting out of this that easy. I have a graduation party this weekend. I want you to attend."

"Are you sure? I think it would be awkward being around all your young friends and family members I have never met before." he said with an even tone.

"You don't have to stay long. I would just appreciate it if you made an appearance. If you do, I may give you a gift in return later in the evening."

Melanie leaned in and gave him a deep kiss. She could taste her juices on his lip and smell her strong aroma on his skin. His lips were wet and inviting. The sound of her phone began ringing inside her jeans pocket which laid on the floor. She quickly climbed off the bed and reached into her pants pocket. She opened and read the text, "Dinner is ready."

"I need to quickly freshen up and get home. Mom is calling me for dinner. See you Saturday."

James lay on the bed with a smirk on his face. "Another tutor lesson complete."



The Tutor Ch. 02



I couldn't get last weekend out of my mind. It didn't help that I still saw Violet every day, in Trig class, at lunch and after school, when we're studying together. Near the middle of my senior year my grades dropped significantly, resulting in my parents supplying me a tutor. Through the school counselor my parents met Violet. She has a perfect 4.0 GPA, a 104% in Trig and received a 36 on her ACT. All week she hasn't mentioned last Friday but sometimes I catch her with this distracted look in her round, green eyes and her cheekbones brighten with a blush. I suggested that this Friday we study at my place since my parents and little sister are going to visit my uncle in Flint for the weekend. She'd smiled and agreed and I couldn't help but think that our 'study session' won't have anything to do with Trig Functions. She arrived at my house a little after 8 and I pulled her to my room in the basement. She glanced around but there was nothing special to look at in my little house. Once in my room she wandered around to admire my posters and my comic book collection.

"Undercover nerd, much?" She said gesturing to my Spiderman still in mint condition.

"Hey, some of us aren't smart enough to get scholarships for college. I'll have to sell them all to pay for it." I said as I plopped on to my bed and buried my nose into my Trig book. 

"Oh, I see..." She said as her fingers gingerly feathered the books. Her eyes wandered higher to the black frame on my bookshelf.

"Who's this?" She asked pointing to the picture of my family before Hailey came along.

"That's Kenneth, my big brother," I said vaguely and she frowned slightly.

"Where is he? College?" She asked placing the frame back on the bookshelf and walking to sit on the edge of my bed. 

"Prison," I mumbled impassively and Vi's lips formed an 'o.' 

"Sorry I didn't mean to pry..." She said as her cheeks took to a deep red color.

"It's okay... Let's just study," I said with a dismissive wave of my hand and she smiled, nodding.

"What'd you get on the pop quiz today?" She asked, crossing her legs Indian style to my left. 

"An 86%," I said and she smiled, ruffling my black locks.

"Very good, Fent! Wow, I'm so proud," She said happily with a wide smile on her luscious lips.

"Thanks... I couldn't have done it without you," I said as I sat up to face her. She let her eyes trace my features and I licked my lips as her eyes travel lower. She's still wearing what she'd worn to school: a light pink v-neck, tight black jeans and flip flops she'd ditched when she entered my basement. Her fingernails and toenails were no longer pink, now a deep purple. I glanced up from her toenails to see she was staring at my lips.

"Violet," I said softly and she blinked a few times before meeting my gaze. The familiar distracted look was in her eyes again.

"About last Friday..." I started and her eyes widened as she realized what I was talking about. I took a breath before continuing, "I really did enjoy myself but that was just the beginning. There's more than that... The last time we... indulged in one another's bodies we focused on your pleasure. Now there is nothing wrong with that but sex isn't one-sided, it's a team effort." Her brow furrowed but she nodded her head indicating that she understood.

"If you'd like... I'd like to teach you how to pleasure a man," I said softly and her lip twitched threatening a glimpse of a smile.

"I would like that very much... tutor," She added last minute with a wide smile and amusement heightening her voice. I smiled as I nodded for her to stand up. I threw my books to the corner and went to stand in front of her.

"As much as I enjoyed you stripping for me last week, I did promise to take your clothes off another time," I said as my fingers felt the outline of her collarbone to the edge of her shirt. I slipped my fingertips under the fabric and caressed along the edge of her shirt. I heard a sharp intake of breath as I inched my fingers down her torso to the bottom of her top. I kept my eyes to hers as I curled my fingers under her v-neck to lift it up. I moved painfully slow, savoring each second of her fast paced breathing and her fluttering eyelids. When I reached her armpits she lifted her arms over her head eagerly. I chuckled lightly as I pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it to the side. Her thin bra was white and lacey; nearly see-through and I could see her nipples were protruding out. I grunted at the sight of her in that flimsy little bra. I wiggled my thumbs into the edge of her jeans and skimmed to the back then to the front. I slowly undid the button and then unzipped the zipper. She bit her lip as she watched my thumbs skim back to her sides. As I pushed her jeans down I lowered to my knees in front of her. She used my shoulders to support herself as she stepped out of the jeans on the floor. I glanced up to see her flimsy white panties match her bra. I ordered her to stay still as I stripped. I pulled off my white tee, tossing it in my dirty clothes hamper before removing my boxers and pajama pants in one swift motion. This was her first time seeing my cock. I watched her eyes widen as she took in my length. I wasn't huge or anything but I had an average size. I wasn't completely hard but watching her reaction to my naked physique caused my little guy to twitch higher. She gasped when she saw it move and I felt my heart beat faster in my chest. I reach for her wrist and she allowed me to guide her like a ragdoll. I pulled her close to me and my cock was pressed against her side. I kissed her mouth hard and I felt her chest rise and fall as I take her breath away. I pull my lips from hers roughly and began to push down on her shoulders so she bent to her knees.

"Get down..." I ordered and she knelt in front of me all the while her eyes were on mine. I gently stroked her cheek with my hand and her eyes closed affectionately.

"So my pet, I need to tell you the rules to this skill... Are you ready to hear them?"

"Yes, tutor," She said with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Okay, when it goes in your mouth you have to first, protect it from your teeth--unless they are used lightly and on my command. Second, you can only use your hands to steady yourself or to play with my balls. Never play with yourself while you're doing this; only if I say so. And last but not least, swallow—never spit." I said, leaning down to whisper the last rule to her ear. She nodded, indicating that she understood me and I smiled, "Good girl."

"Alright... Open your mouth," I ordered and she obliged immediately. I smiled as I rubbed the head of my cock across her top then bottom lip. Some precum was on her top lip and when her tongue flicked to clean it off, her eyes widened. I pushed the head in her mouth and she closed her lips around it like a lollipop. Her lips were so swollen from my violent kisses and they felt like wet clouds against my skin. I bit my lip as I held her face and pushed myself farther into her mouth. She sucked me in eagerly but she still didn't have all of me. Her left hand rested on my thigh while her right hand was on her thigh.

"That's not all of it baby... Do you want the rest?" I asked breathlessly and she moaned, vibrating my cock in her mouth. I groaned, "I'll take that as a yes." I pushed myself farther in her mouth and I heard her inhale through her nose. After one more thrust I was fully in her mouth and my cock was down her throat. She gagged briefly so I slowly slid all the way out to give her a breath. When I pushed back in the second time, her lips were closed over her teeth and the grip was tighter around me. I moaned as I slipped in almost completely and stopped for a second. My thumb strokes her cheek and she glances up to me.

"Keep looking at me," I grunted and she held my gaze after that. I held on to her head, pushing my fingers up into her hair, and began thrusting into her mouth. Her eyes widened and her fingers curled against my thigh as I fucked her mouth. She moaned again and I grunted before ripping my length from her lips. She gasped and reached to wipe the spit from her lips as I circled her bicep to pull her up. Her eyes were glazed over and her lips formed a weak smile. I pushed her back, to where my work out bar on the wall was. 

"Hold on to the bar," I instructed and lifted her arms above her head. She did as she was told and closed her eyes for longer than she needed to with her blinking. I slithered to my knees and pulled her panties off with my teeth. Her eyes widened at me as I did this and she moaned loudly. When they were off, I flung them away and stood up quickly. I lifted her legs around my hips, gripping her thighs. I aimed my cock at her entrance and heard her gasp when she looked down and saw me there. With one hard, fast thrust I was inside of her and she whimpered. I began pounding up into her, going faster and faster until her moans were getting louder and throatier.

"Are you close to coming?" I asked her breathlessly, all the while still thrusting into her.

"Oh—Yes... please don't stop," She moaned and I chuckled as I pulled out of her slowly. She nearly screamed and her eyes shone like she was about to cry.

"Now, get on your knees and lick me clean," I said pointing to my rock hard cock. I was very close to coming at this point as well, but I was also having a blast. Her bottom lip jutted out as she slowly sank to her knees. I watched as she tilted her head and lapped my cock from the base all the way to the tip. I sighed and closed my eyes as she continued to lick my cock, cleaning it from the base to the head. When I opened my eyes I lazily looked down and saw her right hand cupping her cunt. I could see her finger moving slowly and rhythmically against her clit; I clenched my jaw. 

"Bad girl..." I groaned and her eyes darted to mine as her hand moved away from her core. I tsked her before barking, "Make me cum before I punish you. Bad little girl," I shook my head at her and she lowered her gaze to the floor as a blush took to her cheeks. She abruptly took my whole length into her mouth and I gasped. She bobbed her head on my hard rod holding onto my hips with her hands. Oh, now she wants to act like a good girl. I grunted as she continued her rhythm on me and my eyes rolled into my head as I felt her hand massaging and tugging at my ball sac. I moaned that I was about to come before I remembered to order, "You better fucking swallow, or your punishment will be doubled." She tried to nod but I was still fucking her face. A moment later I slowed and spasmed as I came in her mouth. Four or five spurts of cum filled her mouth and I watched her as she swallowed all of my seed.

"Stand up," I said breathlessly as I reached to pull her up by wrapping my fingers around her neck and her bicep. I left my hand on her neck and pushed her against the wall roughly, cutting off her air for a moment. 

"You disobeyed a direct order tonight...do you realize what that means?"

"I'm so sorry Fenton," She whimpered and I clamped my hand over her mouth.

"I am Sir to you now, understand?" I ask harshly and she nods with wide green eyes. I move in closer to her and whisper, "Don't fucking move." I back away and search my room for what I need and in the mean time I slip my boxers back on. I return and she's standing where I left her, pressed up against the wall. I smiled at that fact as I toyed with the cuffs I bought for her last weekend. They were leather cuffs connected with chain links and the noise they made caught Violet's attention. Her eyes widened at the sight of them and I saw fear quiver through her body. I pulled her from the wall and spun her so she was facing the wall. I heard her breathing speed up as I lifted her arms to hold on to the bar. I cuffed her wrists together and around the bar. I backed away, admiring my work and her twitching ass. I trace the heavy mounds with my gaze and lick my lips. I reach down for the belt on the ground by my feet; its dark brown leather. I felt its length delicately before doubling it over in my hand. 

"I don't want to punish you Violet," I started as I traced her thigh up and over her ass with the folded end of the belt. I continued after I heard her sharp inhale, "But you need to learn that you can't just play with your pussy at anytime because it's not yours anymore. That pussy belongs to me. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir," She said quietly and I lightly swatted her ass with the belt.

"Yes Sir, what?"

"Yes Sir I understand that it's your pussy," She moaned and I smiled.

"That's right my pet," I cooed in her ear before nipping her lobe into my mouth. I backed away from her then and readied the belt at her luscious mounds.

"If you need me to stop, say red, understand? But if you do say it, we're done for the night."

"Okay Sir... I understand Sir." I didn't say a word and let her anticipate the whistle through the air the belt makes as it falls unto her ass. A loud slap cracks in the room and I hear her cry out as her flesh brightens to a pink shade. I don't wait as long for the second slap and I bit my lip as I watch her push her ass outwards once it throbs with heat. She screamed but yet her body is asking for more. I smile as I bring the belt down again and again. Her moans stir my cock in my boxers and the color of her flesh is now almost crimson. I let the belt fall and run my fingertips over the welts on her ass. She shivered and whimpered as my fingers move back and forth. I moved my hand lower and my breath caught at how wet she was.

"Who does this belong to?" I ask as I move my fingers along her wet folds, from the tip of her clit to the edge of her anus and back. 

"It's yours Sir," She moaned as her head fell down and she pushed herself down and around on my fingers as she moaned.

"You're a horny little slut, aren't you?" I asked as I let my fingertip push harder against her clit. She moaned and bobbed her head to answer yes. "Do you want to fuck my cock?" Again her head bobbed up and down. I pushed my boxers down and took my cock in my hand, pulling it back to full hardness. Her ass pushed out farther and her back arched deeper. I dropped my cock and reached around to hold her breasts still in her thin bra. I dragged the material down so it was under her breasts not covering them. I felt for her nipples and pulled at them eagerly and roughly. She groaned and pushed her ass out farther; now she can feel the heat of my exposed skin. I take my cock in my hand and push it against her wet opening. I pushed the head in slowly, and then I rotated my hips teasingly in little circles. She swore loudly and tried to push back. When she was on her tippy toes and as far back as she could push herself I was less than halfway in. I laughed as I pumped into her all the way and stopped, holding it in her. She looked back at me over her shoulder, begging with her eyes that I continue. I wink as I pull all the way back out. I take half a step back and aim my cock at her ass.

"Come on... Fuck me pet. You want it? Come on, come get it," I cooed and she whimpered as she looked back at my cock. She wiggled her hips and tried to push herself out farther but the closest she got just rubbed the head of my cock against her hole. That only made her screams louder. "Are you sure you want this? You don't seem to be trying very hard," I tsk shaking my head. 

"Please Sir... Please fuck me!" She begs with a quiver in her lustful voice. I smile and trace the mound of her ass. I slipped my cock in and relish at the moan she released before I pull back out. She dropped her head and whimpered as I laughed and repeated the maddening fuck, over and over again. I'd pump in, hold it, and then pull out slowly, only to do it again. She bounced on the balls of her feet and groaned loudly. I reached a hand into her hair and pulled her head back, "What is it? Use your words," I growled at her and she gasped.

"Stop teasing me Sir... I need your cock inside of me, I need you to fuck me until I cum. Please Sir... Fuck your pussy until it cums," She whispered. I loved how dirty she talked when she was horny like this. "Please! I—I can't take anymore!"

"Alright..." I sighed and reached up to release her wrists. I rubbed at the pink flesh and pulled her towards the bed. Behind her, I undid her bra and pulled that off. Immediately, I dropped my mouth onto a nipple. She sighed and dug her finger nails into my shoulders. I sat down and laid back on the bed, ushering her to crawl over me. Her heat was emanating directly on my sex then and I roughly pulled her hips down, onto my rod. She let out a loud, gasping moan and I ground my hips upward. She clawed at my abdomen and her eyelids fluttered closed as she bit her lip. 

"Now be a good girl and fuck me," I said looking at her lustfully and she gulped. Slowly her hips rose up. She put her hands on my chest to gain leverage and pushed herself back down. I let out a low moan and played with the tips of her breasts absently. My sound must have encouraged her because she picked up her pace a little bit and pushed down harder onto me. I grunted when she escalated her pace to a hard slamming rhythm and ended every thrust with a slow grind. I watched the movements of her body and couldn't control myself anymore. I tightened my grip on her hips and began thrusting up into her harder and faster. She fell backward with her hands supporting her on the bed and it was a better angle to fuck her in. She came suddenly and screamed as spasms shook her sweating body. I let myself go when I felt her tight hole clamping around me. She fell on me and was trying to catch her breath as I came inside her. When I finished she slipped my softening cock out and she turned so she could lick me clean. I sighed as she tilted her head and licked our juices off. I couldn't help getting a little hard as she pulled my whole cock in her mouth. 

"Thank you Sir... I'm sorry I disobeyed you tonight," She said as she brought my cock to rub against her face. 

"Violet come here," I said reaching for her arm and pulling her to me. I held her head in my hand and kissed her mouth slowly. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and massaged hers with mine. My teeth bit at her lips and I moved my violent kisses down over her face. I sucked and bit at her neck and she writhed on top of me, moaning. "You're mine, aren't you?"

"Yes Sir... All yours," She said breathing hard and wrapping up in my arms.

"Violet... Call me Fenton," I said quietly and her jade green eyes found mine in the dimly lit basement.

"Fenton... I'm yours," She said breathlessly and I smiled as I kissed her lips softly.



The Tutor Ch. 02



“Yeah, you like that?” Nikki asked.

“Yeah! Oh fuck yeah!” Shelley somehow managed to say between breaths.

“You gonna cum on my cock again?” Nikki leaned down to rub at Shelley’s clit. It was the final straw. Shelley pushed on the backs of the front seats to shove the vibrator deep inside her hole. She screamed for what seemed like a full minute. She nearly passed out when Nikki slid the cock out of her.

They sat on the back seat for some time, wrapped in each other’s arms. The audience they had gathered outside had long since left. 

“I’d better go home,” Shelley said after looking at the dashboard clock. “Ed will be wondering why I was at the gym so late.”

“Yeah,” Shelley agreed. “Are you going to tell him? Or is this just between us?”

“Just between us,” Shelley said without hesitation. “I want this. I like the secrecy. It makes me feel naughty.”

“You don’t already?” Nikki laughed.

“Well, yeah. When can we meet again?”

“Let’s try next week. I’m busy most of the week, and I have some plans this weekend.”

“Okay. Do you want me to drop you off at your place?”

“Yeah, then you can see where I live. I’m sure you’ll be paying plenty of visits.”

“I’m sure I will.”

They kissed; and Nikki was soon in her apartment, taking a shower and planning for her date with Shelley’s daughter.



The Tutor Ch. 03



Hank, Lynn’s stepfather, moved over to the lounge chair and began undressing. I was exhausted and rolled over onto a towel and rested. Lynn moved over to her father and slowly pulled down his underwear. His cock sprang out and began to rise to meet Lynn’s mouth. She grabbed the base of Hank’s cock and slowly started to stroke it. Her small hand couldn’t reach around Hank’s cock. She slowly jacked his cock and rubbed her thumb across the mushroom shaped head. A small drop of pre-cum appeared and Lynn’s small tongue flicked the head of Hank’s cock and took it in. 

It was obvious that Lynn was a natural-born cocksucker. She opened her mouth and began to take Hank’s cock down her throat. She worked her lips and tongue around his cock and it slowly sank out of sight into her mouth. 

Hank let out a moan and said “yeah, baby suck Daddy’s cock good!” Lynn began to work the cock in and out of her mouth—teasing the head with her tongue. Hank grabbed the side of Lynn’s head and slowly started to fuck her mouth. He pulled his cock out until only the head was touching Lynn’s lips and then slowly pushed it back down her throat. Lynn’s saliva mixed with pre-cum covered Hank’s cock and was dripping from the corners of Lynn’s mouth.

Nancy crawled over beside me and leaned against my chest. She reached down and took my cock in her hand and slowly started to jack me. She watched Hank fuck Lynn’s mouth and started encouraging Hank with comments. “Fuck her mouth Hank—fuck her good! Give her a big load of cum.” 

“That’s it baby, suck your daddy’s cock. Make him cum, baby!”

As Nancy continued to jack my cock, I slowly started to get a hard-on. Nancy whispered in my ear, “Lynn has always wanted to be fucked by two guys. Now we can make her fantasy come true!” 

Nancy turned to Hank and said, “Hank, why don’t both of you fuck Lynn.” Hank slowly pulled his cock from Lynn’s mouth and said “what a great idea!”

Nancy grabbed one of the cushions from a lounge chair and laid it down on the deck. Hank lay down on the cushion and Lynn straddled her father’s hips. She grabbed the base of his cock and slowly guided it into her wet cunt. She worked his cock into her cunt slowly and then started to ride up and down on it. Lynn’s eyes rolled back and she really began to get into a good fucking motion. As she moved up and down on the hard cock, she began letting out moans of pleasure and ecstasy. 

Nancy jumped up and said “I’ll be back in a second.” She ran over to the back door of the house and disappeared inside. She quickly returned with a small bottle of lubricant. She moved over by Lynn and Hank and told Lynn to lean forward. Lynn leaned forward exposing her ass to Nancy. As Lynn continued fucking Hank, Nancy slowly dropped lubricant on Lynn’s puckered asshole. She then poured a small amount on her fingers and began to work one finger into Lynn’s ass. Lynn continued to let out moans as Hank’s cock worked in and out of her cunt and Nancy’s fingers moved in and out of her ass.

I grabbed my cock and started jacking it. What a sight to behold. I couldn’t wait to get my cock into that tight ass. Nancy motioned for me to come closer. As I moved over behind Lynn, Nancy leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. She gave me a couple of good sucks and then poured some lubricant on my hard cock. She guided my cock to Lynn’s ass. Hank stopped fucking Lynn long enough for me to begin working my cock into her ass. 

I slowly pushed my cock against Lynn’s asshole and told her to push back. Nancy whispered in my ear “this is only her second time to be fucked in the ass—so be gentle with her.” That got me even more excited. It was a tight fit—the tightest I had ever felt. I slowly worked my cock into Lynn’s ass. I could feel Hank’s cock on the other side of the membrane separating Lynn’s two fuckholes. 

Nancy talked to Lynn and offered her encouragement. “That’s it baby—almost there. You are so hot with two cocks in you. Baby, if you could only see the look of ecstasy on your face.”

I finally worked my cock all the way into Lynn’s ass. I stopped for a few seconds and let her ass adjust to my cock and then I slowly began a fucking motion. I wanted to get her used to my cock before we both started fucking her in earnest. Hank obliged by just laying still for a few minutes as I fucked her ass. After a few strokes, Lynn let out a low moan and said “oh yeah, fuck me, both of you, fuck me!”

That was all the encouragement we needed. Hank and I set up a fucking motion like a machine. Both of us began to plunge our cocks in and out of Lynn’s cunt and ass. Nancy grabbed a dildo she had brought from the house and spreading her legs started to work the dildo in and out of her cunt. Nancy became a wild woman, watching us both fuck Lynn and working the dildo furiously in and out of her cunt.

Nancy began to shout. “Fuck her, fuck her hard. Pound her ass! Fuck that ass and cunt. Make her cum, make her cum!”

Lynn offered up encouragement of her own. “Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Both of you cum in me. Oh, yeah—cum in my ass and cunt. Fuck meeeee!”

Neither Hank nor I could last long with two wild women fucking and screaming like that. I rammed my cock into Lynn’s ass and Hank did the same thing to her cunt. Lynn collapsed on Hank’s chest as we both shot our cum loads deep into her ass and cunt. I could feel Hank’s cock pulsing in Lynn’s cunt. I’m sure he could feel mine doing the same.

After we had finished cuming we both drew our cocks out. Lynn rolled onto her back exhausted. Cum started seeping out of Lynn’s cunt and ass. Nancy crawled over between her daughter’s legs and began to suck the cum from her cunt. I thought to myself—tutoring sure has its rewards!!!!!



The Tutor Ch. 03



All Nikki could think about while Katie licked her pussy was Katie's mother.

It had only been two hours since Nikki Van Dorn, tutor to Katie's brother, Kevin, had fucked Katie's mother in Shelly's mini-van. Nikki and Shelly had discovered Shelly's newfound lust for women after a St. Patrick's Day party at Shelly's home. Katie had walked in on them screwing on the kitchen table. She'd helped out a little, as did all the booze. Katie later told Nikki she was gay and wanted to see her.

Neither Katie nor Shelly knew Nikki had fucked Kevin and Shelly's husband, Ed, at the same party. Now it was months later and Nikki had met Shelly after Shelly said she couldn't stop thinking about Nikki and Katie kissing that St. Pat's night. They met and ended the night with the wild fuck in the van. Nikki knew all the while that she had a date with Katie and the end of the week.

That date had taken them back to Nikki's apartment. Clothes were soon on the floor. Touches followed. Now, while on top of Katie in a sixty-nine, Nikki had a strong urge to look back and tell her she ate pussy as well as her mother. She held back, but the idea was enough to unleash a sharp orgasm on Katie's face.

"Your brother wants to go out with me not that I've stopped teaching him," Nikki said later as they snuggled.

Katie looked up at her. "When?"

"He called about a half hour before I left to meet you. He said he couldn't get dates."

"He could," Katie said. "He just thinks you're hot. And he's right."

"He asked because we've had sex."

Katie's head popped up. "What?"

"Why do you think his grades went up?" She told her because she knew eighteen-year-old boys told everyone. They couldn't keep secrets. She realized Katie was a lot like herself, just a bit younger. She was strong, confident, and a libertine.

Katie wasn't angry. "So my brother, mother, and me?"

"And your Dad once."

Katie sat up and turned away from her. "Shit."

"Your Mom doesn't know about tonight, Kevin, or your Dad. Heck, none of them know about the other, except you and your Mom about what happened in the kitchen."

"I won't freak out on you, if that's what you're worried about," Katie said. "It's our first date. If we'd been an item, I'd be pissed. But...this is just a wild first date that just got a little wilder."

Nikki rubbed her back. "Thanks, but I think your Mom wants to be my new thing. She doesn't know about us."

"I don't know if I want to share you with my mother. I'm happy she's getting laid, but it's a weird situation. A lot of deceptions."

"That's why I'm telling you all this. She and I did it in her van earlier this week."

Katie huffed as she stood, and then paced. "Fuck. Are you ever satisfied?"

"Rarely. You get me close. I like you, Katie, but I'll understand if you want to leave this as a one night stand and an interesting memory."

"I don't know what I want. I'm somewhere between pissed, confused, and turned on." She stopped at Nikki's dresser. She picked up two silk scarves. "Tie me up."

"What?"

"I want you to tie me up and fuck me while you tell me about how you fucked my family."

Nikki led her to the living room and lashed Katie belly-down to her footstool in front of the couch.

"Don't go anywhere," Nikki said. "I'll get you a visual aid."

Nikki walked back into the living room with her blue jelly strap-on cock strapped onto her. She took a good look at Katie. She'd put on her "freshman five" and "sophomore six" her first two years of school but the added weight helped rather than hurt her figure. Her ass was still a bit pink from the grinding they'd done earlier. Nikki walked around the footstool and knelt in front of Katie's head. Katie gasped as Nikki's strap-on cock brushed her face.

"Well hello," Katie said. She licked a wet line up the shaft and twirled her tongue around the head of the dildo.

"That's good," Nikki said. "I sucked your brother's cock the same way."

Katie shuddered and she slurped at Nikki's cock with more fervor. Nikki pinched her nipples and jigged her tits as she looked down at her. 

"He fucked my tits first," Nikki said. "He sprayed his hot come all over them after he passed a physics quiz. That night of the party, when you were downstairs, I was upstairs in your brother's room getting my face fucked. While you were getting drunk I was sucking Kevin's cock and balls."

Katie groaned onto Nikki's toy cock. Her ass wiggled and she pushed her pussy against the edge of the footstool as best she could.

"Is that a nice image for you? My mouth full of your brother's hot dick?" She pulled the dildo out and rubbed it over Katie's face. "His hot come all over my face? It was in my hair, on my glasses, down my throat."

She got up and walked behind Katie, who kept wiggling her ass at her. Nikki knelt between her legs and plunged two fingers into Katie's pussy. Katie moaned and pushed back onto Nikki's fingers. Nikki pulled them out and stuck them into Katie's mouth. Katie hummed as she sucked them. Nikki took her hand away and finger-fucked her more. She managed to get four fingers inside, fucking Katie's puss until her fingers were slick and shiny. She reached up to smear Katie's face with her juice.

"That's what my face felt like covered in your brother's come. If I'd known about you liking girls I might've kissed you afterwards with the taste of it still in my mouth."

Katie's ass jerked up at the sound of Nikki's words. "Oh God, fuck me. Fuck me now."

"Like this?" Nikki slid her toy cock into her. "Bent over and fucked from behind like your Dad did to me? It was right after I sucked off Kevin. Your Dad was drunk and came into the bathroom when I was cleaning up. He bent me over ad I told him, ordered him, to fuck me."

Katie's mouth hung open in a silent groan that built up from a fire in her belly.

"Your Dad's fucking huge," Nikki said, "but he's scared of strong women. I think he'd do whatever I told him to do. I told him to fuck me, and he did."

She took Katie by the hips and slammed into her. The footstool squeaked on the floor with each thrust. Katie yelled and her head whipped around as if she were looking for a way to escape the orgasm that threatened to send her into darkness.

Nikki pulled out, leaving Katie in a weird hot shock as her orgasm fled from her.

"Please, please," she said.

Nikki began untying her. "I didn't get to come. Your Dad pulled his big cock out and came on my ass. I didn't get to finish until I got home later."

Katie turned to embrace her once she was free, but Nikki stopped her and pushed her back to the couch. She stood up and took off the strap-on. She handed the dildo to Katie.

"I didn't get to finish until I got back here. So finish."

Katie plunged the dildo into her cunt. She sucked in a sharp breath, held the dildo in her with both hands, and brought her knees together as she came. She let out a scream and slid off the couch to the floor. She dropped the dildo and braced on the footstool as her vision blurred.

"That was your brother," Nikki said.

Katie looked up from the footstool. Her eyes were still fogged and her breathing was still rapid. "What?"

"On the phone."

"You were on the phone?"

"You didn't hear it ring?" Nikki asked. "I was talking with him for about ten minutes."

"I didn't notice."

"He wants to have the dating talk."

Katie, weak-kneed, managed to get to the couch. "What are you going to tell him?"

"I'll tell him I'm seeing someone."

"Me?"

"If you're game."

Katie laughed. "Oh, I'm game, but don't tell him it's me. Not just yet."

Kevin stared at the floor of his bedroom. "But I was hoping..."

It was two nights later. Nikki had come straight from her Pilates class. She didn't want to have the talk with Kevin wearing clothes that showed off her legs or D-cups, so she came over in sweats and a baggy shirt.

She leaned against the desk where he'd fucked her ass a couple days after his graduation. "I know, Kevin, but it wouldn't work out."

"I could come home from school on the weekends," he said, "or you could come see me."

"I'll be tutoring someone else by then. And I'm already dating someone else."

"You are?"

She giggled. "Don't be surprised. I like my variety, honey. Besides, you'll meet so many college girls who want that nice cock that you'll be too busy fucking them."

He looked at the floor again. "Yeah. I guess."

She stroked his face. "Don't let me be your first heartbreak. We had fun, right?"

He laughed. "We sure did." 

She grabbed his crotch. He gasped.

"Then let's go out with a bang," she said.

He had his cock out by the time she was on her knees. She smiled with her mouth full of him. He swelled in her mouth as he grabbed her ponytail and smiled down at her.

"I'll miss your mouth," he said.

"I'll miss this cock," she said as she jacked him.

"What about this one?" Ed asked from the bedroom door.

Kevin's father had a new backpack in one hand and his big cock in the other. He grinned at them.

Kevin jumped away from Nikki. "Dad! I - "

"I bought the backpack you wanted for school," Ed said, "but I guess you found someone else to handle your bag."

"You're not funny, Ed," Nikki said. Her voice took on a sharp edge. Ed moved back a bit and looked away from her. She pulled Kevin back to her by his cock, but kept her eyes on Ed. She slurped down Kevin's cock, keeping it hard. She pulled back slow, leaving a spit trail to her lip as she came off him. "Get over here, Ed. Now."

He put down the backpack and obeyed. She stayed on her knees, jacking them on either side of her head. Kevin was wide-eyed with excited disbelief. Ed kept his eyes downcast. She stretched her mouth around Ed's thick cock and then turned to jack Kevin onto her tongue. She crossed their cocks like swords and licked at both of them. She crammed the heads into her mouth and flicked her tongue between them. She covered them in spit and giggled as she rubbed their cocks on each other.

Ed clenched his teeth and grabbed her head. She shoved him away and then stood up.

"Fuck you, Ed. You don't get to come in my mouth." She pulled out Kevin's desk chair. "Have a seat. Kevin gets to fuck my ass. Not you."

Ed sat without a word. Kevin was already getting a condom from his beside table. Nikki stripped. Ed jacked his cock as he watched her.

"Don't touch yourself," she said. "Just sit."

He put his hands on his thighs. His mouth quivered as he watched Kevin lie on his bed. Nikki straddled him, facing Ed. She took her time rubbing Kevin's cock over her clit. She slid onto him, never looking away from Ed. He was still as a statue. Kevin grabbed her hips and started bouncing her on his cock.

"He's got me nice and wet, Ed," she said. "You like watching me fuck him, don't you?" He didn't answer. She yelled. "Don't you?"

He looked at the floor. "Yes."

"Don't look away, you stupid fuck," she said. "Kevin's going to fuck my ass. Right, Kevin?"

He grinned. "Hell yeah, I am." He moved his cock back and nudged into her. She rocked back and helped ease him into her. She trembled, growled, and hissed as he filled her. Kevin's head thumped on his pillow as she worked hard to hold back his orgasm.

"You like watching your boy fuck my ass, Ed? You'd better. It's the closest you'll ever get."

Kevin's hands tightened on her hips. She slid off him and yanked off his condom. She jacked his come onto her belly. Kevin roared with each spurt. His torso whipped the sheets and he reached up to clench her tits as she sprayed onto her.

Nikki, euphoric from the moment, walked to Ed, who was paralyzed in Kevin's chair. He looked up at her, and she slapped him across the face with her sticky hand.

"I should make you lick Kevin's come off me, you lousy piece of shit."

Kevin gave a nervous half-laugh. "Uh, please don't."

"I won't," Nikki said without looking back at Kevin. "I'm walking out of here with your come on me. Not his."

She dressed and then kissed Kevin, who sat on the edge of the bed. "Have a great time at college." She walked to the door and then turned back to look at Ed, who couldn't bring himself to look at her or Kevin. "And pay attention to your wife for a change, Ed."

She checked her cell phone once she got into her car. She had messages from Katie and Shelley. She called Katie first.

"I'm free this Friday," Katie said. "I was hoping you might like to get together. You still haven't told me what happened with you and Mom in the mini-van."

"Or how I just had your brother and father's cocks in my mouth."

"What?" She whispered.

"Or how Kevin fucked my ass while I made your Dad watch."

Katie shuddered. "He did?"

"Your brother's come is still on me," Nikki said. "I'd let you lick it off me if you were here. I think you want to."

"No, I -"

"You're a dirty girl with dirty thoughts. Like 

me."

"Fuck," Katie said. "How am I supposed to wait until Friday when you talk like that?"

"I'll see you at eight."

She called Shelley next.

"I can't stop thinking about you," Shelley said. "I keep looking for a time to come to your place. I can't stop thinking about that night in the van. I've been watching women fucking each other online."

"Take a breath," Nikki said. "Shelley, you know I see other people, right?"

Shelley was taken aback for a moment. "Yes, I guess I did. I don't mind. Really, I don't. I wouldn't leave Ed, truth to be told. He's given me two great kids and he can be tender sometimes."

"You just need to crack the whip on him now and then," Nikki said, and then smiled. "Are you free Friday?"

"I can be."

"Come over at nine and you can watch me fuck one of my girlfriends. Maybe I'll let you help."

Shelley replied with a low, drawn-out groan.

"Are you touching yourself, Shelley?"

"Yes. I never thought I'd get the chance to play with two women. I don't know what I'd do."

"Don't worry," Nikki said. "I'll take care of everything."

Friday night, at five minutes until nine p.m., Katie turned her come-sticky blindfolded face to one side. "Was that the door?" She asked.

Nikki, grinning, slid off Katie's chest. "Yes. I'll see who it is. Don't go anywhere."

Katie tugged at the ropes tying her to the bedposts. "I won't."

Nikki saw Shelley through the peephole. She answered the door naked. Shelley was stunned for a moment, but then rushed in and embraced her. She licked at the sweat on her neck before Nikki pushed her away.

"Get undressed," Nikki said.

Shelley had her shoes, skirt, and shirt off in moments. She'd worn nothing underneath. She trembled as Nikki tied her hands behind her back with a silk scarf.

"Where's your friend?" Shelley asked.

Nikki gagged her with another scarf. "Blindfolded and tied to my bed." She led Shelley by the arm. "I think you two will get along great." She opened the bedroom door. Shelley gasped.

Her daughter was tied to Nikki's bed. Her body shimmered with sweat, lube, and come. She had a purple silicone plug in her ass. Shelley looked to Nikki with pleading, confused eyes. Nikki pushed her into the room.

"Who was it?" Katie asked.

"A pizza guy looking for the apartment above us," Nikki said as she continued to push Shelley forward until she was next to her daughter's left foot.

"Did you bring him back with you?" Katie asked. "Isn't that what happens in porn movies?"

Nikki pushed Shelley by the hips, forcing her onto the bed. She pushed Shelley forward until she knelt over Katie's foot. Shelley jumped as her daughter stroked her clit with and seam with her toes.

Nikki pinched one of Shelley's nipples and watched her squirm. "That's nice," Nikki said. "Keep it up."

"You still haven't told me about the night in the van," Katie said as she probed her mother's pussy with her big toe. Nikki reached down to slowly pull the plug from Katie's ass. Shelley watched as her daughter's belly quivered while she strained against the ropes lashing her to the bed.

"What are you going to do with that?" Katie asked.

"I want some ass-fucking too," Nikki said. She rolled a condom onto the plug and then smeared it with lube in front of Shelley. "I'd just finished fucking her in the back seat of the van. She thought we were done, but I knew she wanted it in the ass."

Nikki pushed it into Shelley's ass. Shelley pushed up from Katie's toes before she relaxed and let the plug fill her hole. Nikki pushed her down by the shoulders until Katie's toes tickled her clit again. Shelley groaned as Katie's toes nudged the plug a bit.

"I bent your Mom over and pushed my strap-on all the way into her tight ass," Nikki said as she stood behind Shelley and played with her tits. "She loved it."

Katie smiled. "Will you do me the same way?"

"I might," Nikki said. She moved Shelley off her daughter's foot until she knelt between Katie's legs at the foot of the bed. Nikki bent down and licked Katie's wet toes. Katie giggled and wiggled, but she couldn't get away from Nikki's tongue. Nikki slid one hand up Katie's leg until she reached her pussy. She rubbed her clit and then, as Shelley watched, pumped two fingers inside her. She pulled them out and left Katie pouting.

Nikki rubbed her fingers on Shelley's nipples and then licked her nipples clean. Shelley shook as Nikki worked her tits with her mouth and reached down to rub her clit. Shelley, a bit ashamed, was wet and open for her. Nikki pumped the plug in her ass a few times and then went back to rubbing and fucking her cunt.

Shelley watched as Nikki rubbed her juice on Katie's tits. Katie groaned as Nikki licked her tits and played with her clit just as she'd done to Shelley at the foot of the bed. 

"I love it when you tease me like that," Katie said.

Shelley was frozen as she watched Nikki massaging Katie's juice on her tits. She quivered as Nikki pulled the gag out of her mouth. She didn't dare make a sound as Nikki put her tit, sweet with Katie's come, full into her mouth.

"I like it too," Nikki said. "Wanna taste some pussy?"

Shelley's eyes grew wide.

Katie licked her lips. "Bring it up here."

Nikki reached down to soak her fingers inside Shelley. She rubbed her juice on her nipples and then walked to the side of the bed. She bent down so Katie could lick her mother's juice from her tits.

Shelley watched Nikki straddle her daughter's face. She watched Katie lap at her cunt. She rubbed the butt plug while Nikki sixty-nined with Katie. Nikki held her daughter open for her to see. 

She reached up and pulled Shelley down by the hair so she rested on her chest between Katie's legs. Shelley tried to pull in her shoulders so she wouldn't touch Katie's thighs.

"You and your mother are good pussy lickers," Nikki said. "Did she teach you?"

Katie laughed. "No, but I'm glad she has a good time."

"I should get both of you in here to show me a good time."

Katie laughed again. "That'd be...awkward."

"But hot," Nikki said, and then pulled down Shelley's gag so she could kiss her. She then slid off Katie and held Shelley by the hair between Katie's legs.

"Where you going?" Katie asked.

"Just changing the angle," Nikki said. She stood beside the bed. She pumped the plug in Shelley ass. The scarf hung loose around Shelley's neck. Shelley bit her lip to avoid making any noise. "I wanted to show you how your mother eats pussy."

She shoved Shelley's face into Katie's cunt. Shelley gasped. Katie jerked. Nikki held Shelley there as Katie started grinding on her mother's face. Shelley trembled but stuck out her tongue as Nikki fucked her ass and Katie fucked her face. Shelley slowly licked at her. She was timid. She didn't want the lust building in her belly to swell to her head. She didn't want to tongue-fuck her daughter, but the toy in her ass, the hand on her head, and the sense of being helpless was more than she could resist.




The Tutor Ch. 03



She lapped. Katie groaned. She lapped more. Katie squirmed. Nikki yanked Shelley's head up.

"You like that?" Nikki asked.

She nodded, but Katie answered. "Yes. Give me more, Mommy."

Nikki shoved two fingers into Shelley's cunt as Shelley came in a lip-clenched scream. Nikki pushed her back down so she could moan into Katie's pussy. She licked without hesitation now. The slippery stuff on her face only drove her to get more on her. Nikki untied Shelley's hands. Shelley grabbed her daughter's thighs and then cried out as Nikki took the plug from her ass. She came again, groaning with her mouth clamped onto her daughter's puss.

Nikki pulled Shelley from the bed. Shelley, legs quaking, leaned against a dresser. Her heart raced as Nikki began untying Katie.

"My turn?" Katie asked.

"I bought a special toy for the occasion," Nikki said and pointed at the dresser. Shelley jumped and then turned to open the drawers. She found the long blue double-ended toy cock in the top drawer.

Nikki freed Katie's arms. She sighed with relief and reached for the blindfold. Shelley squeaked in terror. Nikki grabbed Katie's hands just in time.

"Not yet," she said. "Roll over."

She did. She smiled back at Nikki. "What did you have in mind?"

Nikki pulled Shelley onto the bed, facing away from Katie. "Face down, ass up."

Both Shelley and Katie obeyed. Nikki slid one end into each of the double-cock into them. She grabbed Shelley's hips and pulled her back until her ass met her daughter's. Both mother and daughter groaned. They rubbed against each other and started a rhythm. 

Nikki stood at the foot of the bed. "You like Mommy's big cock?"

"Yes," Katie said with each backward shove.

Nikki watched them fuck while she strapped on her toy cock. She slapped Shelley's face with it. She could hear them coming. They slapped against each other and soon Shelley fell forward. Nikki pulled the double-ender from them. Katie squealed in protest and turned onto her back. She reached for the blindfold.

Nikki put her hand over it. "No, not yet." She flipped the double-cock around and stuck Shelley's end into Katie's mouth. Katie hummed as she licked it. "You like Mommy's pussy?"

Katie nodded and kept licking. Shelley had turned around to watch. Shelley grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to Katie's end. She stood by the bed and held them by the hair as they sucked the toy.

"How about you get Mommy's cock all wet?" Nikki asked as she pulled the double-cock from their mouths. She guided both of their heads to her strap-on cock.

Shelley's chest thumped as she slid her lips up and down one side of the cock while her blindfolded daughter did the same on the other side. Nikki moved their heads back and forth along the shaft, closer and closer to the head until Katie's tongue brushed her mother's mouth.

Katie jerked back and Shelley gasped. Nikki shoved their faces together for a brief, rough kiss and then pulled off Katie's blindfold.

"Mom!"

"Katie, honey, I -"

"I thought there was another girl here, but I didn't...I thought it was one of Nikki's girlfriends."

"I am."

"She is," Nikki said. "And I love fucking you both." She pulled them back to her strap-on. They both started sucking while looking up at her. "So both of you shut up and suck my dick. We're going to have a good time tonight."



The Tutor Ch. 03



James arrives home after the sun has set. He steps out of his SUV and turns toward the house behind him. He sees the light on in Melanie's bedroom. The blinds are closed. He sees a shadow near the window and watches for a second. The shadow figure leans toward the blinds and he sees Melanie peak between the blinds. He smiles and waves up at the window before turning and making his way inside his house.

It has been four days since Melanie last visited. Each day he wakes wondering if she will visit him this day. Thoughts of her have filled his thoughts every free moment he has. At work, in between calls, images of her body slip into his head, and at night, visions of her play in his mind when his head hits the pillow. 

James makes himself a quick bite to eat and watches television until his eyes become heavy. He turns off the television and prepares to call it a night. Just as he starts to walk through the living room toward his bedroom, he hears a knock on the door. He walks to the front door and looks through the peep hole to see Melanie looking back and forth between her house and his front door. 

James unlocks the door and opens it. Melanie quickly rushes inside, pushing the door closed behind her. He sees she is wearing a pair of pink sweatpants and a white t-shirt with a kitten on the front of it. She turns and smiles at him.

James asks her, "To what do I have the pleasure of this visit so late at night?"

Melanie continues to smile as she responds, "I wanted to see you."

Knowing she has school early in the morning, he questions her decision. "Your parents didn't have a problem with you coming over here so late at night? I would think they would question that."

"They don't know. I snuck out of my window and climbed down. I am old enough that I could have left through the front door if I wanted to, but I wanted to avoid their questions." she answered.

Melanie takes a seat on his couch and looks him up and down. James' eyes follow her eyes. "What did you want to see me about tonight?"

Licking her lips, Melanie answeres coyly. "You know why I am here. I was thinking about you tonight and had to see you. I want to experiment tonight."

He sits down next to her. "We both have to get up early in the morning and it is getting late. Maybe we should do this another day."

She shakes her head back and forth then leans into him and places her right hand on his upper thigh. Her hand starts making strokes up and down. "I don't think I can wait. Are you saying you don't want to have some fun with me?"

He can feel his temperature rising as her hand softly strokes his leg. "I didn't say that."

Melanie adjusts her body and sits on his lap, facing him. Her hands wrap around his neck. Their lips meet and she forcefully kisses him. She unbuttons the top three buttons of his dress shirt and runs her hands over his chest. Her body is revved up and wanting to enjoy the pleasures he gives her. She lets her right hand slide down past his stomach to his crotch. She softly massages him through his pants. She feels James smile as her hand strokes his growing length.

"Let's go to your room." She says as she slides off his lap and takes him by the hand.

James leads her to his bedroom, turning the living room light off along the way. They fumble through the darkness until they find the bed. Melanie rolls on top of him and returns to making out with him. She can feel his hips pressing against her legs that rest on the outside of his legs. She pushes her hips against him in response. Ready to get things started, she slides beside him and begins to undo his pants, sliding the pants and boxers off his legs.

A friend at school told her about a scene she saw on a porn video and Melanie wants to try it out with him. She wraps her hand around his penis and strokes it until his penis becomes hard. Her friend had told her that she needed to get his juices flowing before restricting his juices. She moves between his legs and spreads them wide. Her fingers gently massage his testicles.

"Do you like that?" she asks softly.

"Yes. That feels really good." he replies.

"Should I grip them softer? Harder?" she inquires.

"No. How you are doing it right now is just fine."

She continues to fondle his balls while leaning in and putting her lips around the tip of his penis. She softly sucks on his meat, bobbing her head slightly. He releases a soft moan which excites her. She continues her efforts for a minute before moving up to her knees and sitting up straight. James looks into the darkness to see what she is doing. His eyes have adjusted enough that he can faintly see her as she reaches up and pulls her hair out of her ponytail. His eyes drift down to see her hard nipples are pressing through her shirt.

Melanie lays back down between his legs and strokes his hard penis and balls for a few seconds before sliding her hair tie off her left wrist and sliding it over his ball sack. James springs up to a sitting position and looks at her with a concerned look on his face.

"What are you doing?" he asks with a worried tone in his voice.

Melanie looks up at him with a reassuring smile and says, "Lie back down. I am not going to hurt you. My friend told me about this trick and I want to try it. You will like it, I promise."

When James falls back to his pillow, she wraps her hair tie around his balls three times as if she is putting her hair up. Her friend had told her this would restrict him from being able to come and when she released his balls, he would have a fantastic orgasm. She returns her lips and hand to his swollen penis. She bobs her head up and down the way he had previously told her he liked it. She can feel his penis growing longer and harder as she pleases him. His grunts and groans let her know he is enjoying her work.

After five minutes, Stacy rolls over next to him and gives him a quick peck on the lips. He grabs her face and pulls it back to him, passionately kissing her. She can tell he is very aroused and it pleases her. Now it is his turn to please her. She quickly undresses and straddles his body, hovering over his stomach. James raises his hands and starts to fondle her breasts. She arches her chest forward while reaching back with her right hand. She strokes him while grinding her hips against his stomach. Her clit is swollen and aching. The pressure against his stomach is turning her on even more.

"I want you to lick me and make me feel good." she says, moving her body toward his face. 

James looks up to see her vagina hovering a few inches from his mouth. He wraps his hands around her legs and takes two hands full of ass. Her hips slowly lower until her swollen lips touch his extended tongue. She moans softly when his tongue spreads her outer lips and slides slightly inside her vagina.

"Show me how to move my hips." she says shyly.

James pushes her hips back and forth slowly as he slides his tongue up and down her folds. He feels her hips lock when his tongue comes in contact with her clit. She moans loud. He watches her reach back and begin stroking him feverishly as he continues to rock her hips over his tongue. 

His hot penis feels great in her hand as she strokes him. His wet tongue is working magic on her vagina. She can feel an orgasm build in the pit of her stomach. Sweat begins to bead on her skin. She learns the rhythm and rolls her hips, grinding against his face, moaning each time the length of his tongue slides over her aching clit.

He can taste her juices begin to flow. Her juices glaze his mouth and the tip of his nose. He can feel his testicles ache as they yearn for release as she feverishly strokes him. His hips are bouncing off the bed with the rhythm of her stroking fingers.

Waves of pleasure start to flow through her body like waves crashing to the shoreline. Melanie can no longer focus on his penis, concentrating on her own pleasure. She can feel sweat running down her chest and stomach. She grinds her crotch forcefully against his face, trying to get as much pleasure as she can receive from his tongue. She leans forward and puts her hands against the wall in front of her. She feels his hands move from her hips to her breasts, squeezing them. Her moans are coming one after another.

"Oh God. Make me come. Make me come." She exclaims between gasps of air. 

She can feel her legs starting to become week. Her body begins to shudder. Her hip muscles are tiring so she pauses a few seconds and lets his tongue do the work. He buries his tongue deep inside her. Yearning for his tongue to return to her clit, she moves her hips back a few inches. His tongue swirls around her clit, sending her into convulsions. Her hips lock as her juices begin to gush onto his face. 

"Yesssssss. Don't stop! Don't stop!", she commands.

Her clit becomes very sensitive so she begins rocking her hips against his face once again. She can tell she is close to an orgasm. His tongue laps the insides of her labia lips connecting briefly with her aching clit as her hips roll. The next time his tongue touches her clit, her body starts to convulse. She feels a powerful orgasm wash over her body. She moans over and over as her muscles lock her into a frozen position.

"Stop! Stop!" she says gasping for air as his tongue continues to dance over her sensitive clit.

She falls backwards onto the bed and lies there gasping for air. Her arms feel like dead weight. She can hear her heavy breathing as she lies motionless, trying to regain strength. A soft smile washes over her face as she enjoys the joys of pleasure.

A few minutes later, she is able to lift her arms without them feeling like they have cement blocks on them. She reaches over and begins stroking James' penis slowly. He grunts. Her strokes increase in speed after a few strokes. She rolls over and rests her arms between his legs. She puts her lips over his penis and begins deep throating him. She can feel his penis throb, tasting a little precum on her tongue. 

His hips thrust up and down as she manipulates his swollen member. After a few minutes, he is moaning and groaning frequently. She is ready to release this testicles which she has taken hostage. She massages his testicles a few seconds with her left hand while she feverishly strokes the length of his penis with her right hand. She uses her left fingers to loosen the hair tie from his testicles. The moment she undoes the first of three strands of the hair tie, James releases a load moan that comes from deep inside his voice box.

Melanie feels his penis throb as a huge load of come spurts from his penis, landing on his chest. She continues to stroke him feverishly. She feels his body shudder as the orgasm flows through his body. His penis spurts a second time shooting more semen onto his chest and flowing over her fingers. She removes the hair tie from his ball sack. His built up semen continues to run down the base of his penis and flow over his fingers. She stops stroking him and wipes the warm semen off her fingers by running her fingers down his leg. She smiles as James lay on the bed panting with his eyes closed.

James testicles are aching and throbbing from being tied up and restricted. His penis is throbbing also from the tip all the way down to the lower base. That orgasm was one of the best he had experienced in a long time.

Melanie slides off the bed and washes her hands with soap and water in the bathroom sink then quickly dresses. She looks at the clock which reads 11:17. She is happy and satisfied with tonights visit and knows she needs to climb back up to her room quietly and get into bed.

"That was cool!" Melanie says to James before leaving the bedroom and exiting his house.



The Tutor Ch. 04



Melanie was sitting in her room bored. Every few minutes she would look out of her second-story window to see if James had returned home. She had hoped to spend Friday night with him, but the chances of that happening were beginning to look bleak. She flipped through the cable channels repeatedly looking through the bland lineup of shows. Her friends invited her to go to the football game, but she turned it down having a better plan. Now, she wondered if she should have just gone to the football game with her friends. 

The alarm clock read 8:30. She heard a car door close outside and jumped off her bed, scurrying for the window. She looked across the road and saw James walking along the side of his house to his door. She quickly slipped her feet inside her low-top sneakers, rushed downstairs and out the front door. She had decided earlier that she wanted to feel a slow pleasure. She wanted to be cuddled and slowly stroked. 

James had no more than set his briefcase down on the kitchen table when he heard a knock at the door. He knew who it was. There was only one person that came to visit him, especially later in the evening. He felt himself smile, wondering what she was wearing tonight. He opened the door and greeted Melanie with a smile. He took a quick survey of her body as she walked past him into the house. She was wearing a pair of black shorts hugged her body. The white elastic band was rolled on the top of her shorts. The bottom of the shorts rode high on her hips, barely passing her crotch. She was wearing a short shirt that exposed her stomach and clung to her body. James could see her pink bra through her shirt. Her blond hair hung over the front of her shoulders, resting on her chest.

Taking a seat on the couch, Melanie patted the couch beside her. James took a seat to the right of her and asked, "What brings you to my house this evening Ms. Samuel."

Melanie laughed at his proper speaking. "I want to watch a movie with you tonight, James."

She handed him a CD inside a plastic case. James opened the case to read, "The Foreign Exchange". "What is this movie about?", he asked inquisitively.

"It is a movie about a girl who goes on a trip to Europe and is kidnapped. Her dad works with the U.S. Embassy to make an exchange for her return."

"Sounds interesting." He said, looking at her face.

She grinned, thinking about what she had in store for the evening. She was sure James knew as well. Melanie leaned in and kissed James on the cheek like an innocent girl. "Can we watch it in your bedroom?" 

Laughing briefly, James stroked the back of her hair and said, "Sure." He took her by the hand and lead her into the bedroom. She kicked off her shoes and socks and climbed under the sheet as he put the movie in the DVD player. 

James climbed under the covers and pushed play on the remote control. Before the movie could begin, Melanie cuddled up against him and rested her hand on his chest. He put his arm around her shoulders and held her close to him. He could feel her breasts pressed against his ribcage as she held him close. He felt her right leg slide between his legs, separating them. 

The next ten minutes of the movie passed without much activity. They are drawn to the movie scenes. A thought slipped into Melanie's mind and she remembers why she is over there. It felt great being held in her arms, though she wanted more than just to cuddle. She slowly moved her hand underneath his shirt and moved her hand up and down, rubbing his stomach. Her lips started pecking the side of his neck. She hoped it would be enough to arouse him and give him the green light to touch her. 

Soon, she was rewarded with the touch of his hand on her neck as he turned his body to face her. His lips met her mouth and they began to kiss. After a minute of kissing, she rolled over onto her back and looked at the television. James kissed her neck a few times, then rolled over onto his back as well. He placed his right hand on her lower stomach. Her legs spread a little, giving him access. His hand slid down over her shorts and began to slowly slide up and down her crotch. Melanie crossed her arms below her chest and rested her fingers under her breasts. 

She enjoyed the soft massaging of his fingers as she watched the movie. His slow movements were beginning to turn her on. She looked down and noticed the bulge in his pants began growing. She spread her legs a little more and raised her legs, putting her knees in the air. The pressure of his fingers began to grow as time passed. She could feel herself becoming wet under her clothes. 

Putting her hand over his, she started to stroke his penis through his clothes. She hoped this would entice him to go further. Just as she hoped, he slid his fingers under her clothing and placed his hand on her wanting vagina.

James slid his fingers between her labia and felt her wetness. He was surprised at how wet and turned on she was. He slowly slid his middle finger up and d own the middle of her lips, occasionally sliding her wetness over her swelling clit. He was rewarded with soft moans. He continued to slowly tease her vagina as he watched the movie.

Melanie forced her eyes to stay open and watch the movie, even though she wanted to close them and enjoy his pleasuring hand. She could hear herself starting to breath harder as the minutes passed. Her horniness also grew with each passing minutes. She could hear her wetness between her spread legs as he stroked her inner labia. She was getting hot and felt sweat beginning to form on her body so she pulled her shirt and bra over her head, exposing her breasts.

James turned and looked at her perky breasts rising and falling with each short breath. His attention was now drawn away from the movie. He turned toward her and softly kissed her left breast while moving his left hand between her legs. His finger slowly slid inside her tight walls. He buried his middle finger deep inside her sopping wet vagina. Her inner walls were grasping his finger as he slowly began to remove it. He slid his middle finger up her inner walls and started circling her swollen clit with the tip of his finger.

A lingering moan escaped her mouth as his finger slowly circled her aching clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body, centralizing around her clitoris. She slowly began to rotate her hips to the tempo of his finger. Filled with a building lust, she fondled with his pants until she unzipped them. She slid her fingers under his boxers and started stroking his manhood. His meat was really hot beneath her fingers. She stroked him faster, hoping he would increase his pace also. To her dismay, he continued his slow, torturing pace.

He knew she was horny and wanting more, but he wanted her to feel the slow build of an orgasm. His middle finger slid back down her vagina and reinserted it inside her vagina. He started sliding his middle finger in and out of her at an agonizingly slow pace. He could feel her frantically stroking him for a few more moments before her slowing to match his pace.

Melanie could feel a slow rumble build inside her lower stomach. Her tight shorts now felt very restrictive. She put both hands on her hips and slid her shorts and panties down her hips and over her legs, kicking them on the floor. She watched as James did the same. She looked down at his manhood and could not help but stare. No matter how many times she saw a penis, each time fascinated her. She watched as James rolled over on top of her and placed his legs between hers. She started to panic as his swollen penis pressed against her vagina.

"No." She exclaimed as James pulled his hips away from her body and was attempting to push it inside her walls. "No sex. I am saving myself."

James looked at her with a confused look on her face. He could see the look of shock and horror painted across her face. He understood and did his best to fight the urge as he rolled back across her body and moved beside her. Her hand slid across his thigh and began to stroke him feverishly. James reinserted his finger inside her dripping wet vagina and began pumping his finger in and out of her walls. 

Her hips began to dance against his finger as it slammed deep inside her. She would stroke him as fast as she could and then lose her concentration, getting lost in her own pleasure. A few seconds later she realized she wasn't stroking him and would return to pleasing him. She wanted to feel the orgasm roll over her more than anything. She bucked her hips up and down. She felt his thumb press against her screaming clitoris hood. The sensation forced her to lock her hips in the air. Her hips continued to thrust as her lower body hovered in the air, supported by her bent legs. She squeezed her breasts and nipples as he fingered her towards a strong orgasm. She screamed out moans and groans while the orgasm washed over her body stronger than she had ever felt before.

She expected him to stop and let her rest as her orgasm began to subside, but he continued to finger her vagina. She was gasping for air, trying to catch her breath. Soon she felt another rush of pleasure heading for her vagina like a mack truck speeding toward her. She didn't know she could have a second orgasm or have one so quickly. Her hips began thrusting violently once again. The second orgasm hit her like a brick wall. This orgasm lasted longer than the first one and drained her of all her energy. She lie motionless on the bed, gasping for air with her eyes closed for several minutes.

James moved next to her body, watching her chest rise and fall. He was horny as hell and wanting to have an orgasm himself. He had looked forward to burying his penis deep inside her and feeling her tightness surround him. Unfortunately, he was rejected from his initial plan. He lay beside her and watched the movie. 

Melanie began to regain her energy and was surprised to find herself still horny and craving more. She quickly rolled to her side and slid her body down the bed. Her lips engulfed his swollen penis and began bobbing her head up and down his pole. She looks up at James and sees a look of surprise. She smiles inside as she continues sucking his throbbing penis. His moans become more frequent and loud.

She can feel his muscles contract inside her mouth, pushing his semen toward his tip. She knows he is close and starts stroking the base of his penis while sucking on the top few inches. Preparing to receive a mouthful, she opens wide as his hips thrust forcefully toward her face. She hears James grunt as his hips lock. His juices spray inside her mouth and around the outside of her face. She uses her tongue to lick the excess semen off her face and continues to stroke him.

Cuddling up next to him, she continues to softly stroke his penis. She wonders if he can have a second orgasm as well. Slowly his penis begins to go soft in her hand. She stops stroking and places her head on his chest. 

She opens her eyes to see sunlight shining through the windows. Freaking out, she scurries off the bed and dresses as fast as possible. James opens his eyes and looks at her. 

She says, "I fell asleep and now it is morning. My parents are going to kill me."

James wipes the sleep from his eyes and says, "Tell them you stayed overnight at a friend's house."

"They are going to want to know who and why I hadn't told them. They will quiz me. Shit."

"Relax", He says. "It is only 6 o'clock. Maybe you will make it in the house and they won't even hear you."

"I didn't bring keys with me. I wasn't expecting to stay overnight."

"Well, you are eighteen and you are legally an adult, so you are old enough to make your own decisions." He says, sitting up in bed and watching her dress.

"You are right. I will just wait and go home later." She says as she quickly removes her clothes and jumps on top of him, separated by only the sheets.



The Tutor Ch. 05



James is getting ready to leave work when his phone vibrates. He pulls the phone out of his pant pocket and sees he has a new message. He touches the envelop. The message reads, "I have a present for you. Can you come home?"

He cannot help but smile, wondering what this present is that Melanie has for him. Rushing out the door, he jumps in his SUV and races home. James quickly unlocks the door to his house and sets his work bag on the floor at the base of the end-table in the family room. Hoping to see Melanie soon, he rushes into his bedroom to change clothes. To his surprise, Melanie is lying naked on his bed, her legs spread wide. James stops in his tracks. He cannot help but stand frozen in his place and stare.

"Surprise." Melanie says seductively before sucking on the tip of her index finger.

"Wow. Umm. Hello. This is quite a surprise." James says, stumbling over his words. 

Melanie looks down and sees a bulge in James dress pants. His reaction makes her happy, and even more horny. She has been waiting for this day for a long time. She wasn't sure if she would ever gain the courage to do it. After much deliberation, she decided it is the right time with the right person. After all, James had been so patient with her over the last few months, teaching her about real estate and giving in to her every sexual demand. There have been many firsts with him, it is now time to take the last step.

James removes his dress shirt and tosses it on the floor while Melanie works on removing his slacks. He can see the wanton desire in her face. He knows he should not be surprised, after all, the entire series of events with her have been a complete surprise to him. Climbing onto the bed, James pulls Melanie close. Her naked body feels warm against his skin. She leans in and kisses him deeply.

James waits a few seconds before braking the kiss. "So, how did you get into my house anyways?"

Melanie giggles. "I was admiring your yard work and I noticed a rock that seemed out of place. I picked it up and noticed it was plastic. I heard something rattle inside. When I turned it over, I saw the door. I opened it and found your spare key, so I decided to surprise you. You don't mind finding a young woman naked in your bed do you?"

He leans in and gives her a quick peck on the lips before answering. "Absolutely not. I may have to find a better hiding place for my spare key though."

They both laugh. James slowly begins to caress her breasts with his hand. She moans, encouraging him then pulls his mouth to her neck. "I love when you kiss my neck. It is such a turn-on.", she tells him.

James takes the hint and softly kisses her neck while continuing to massage her breasts. Melanie runs her left hand up and down his back, softly dragging her nails on occasion. Her actions, encourage him to continue kissing up and down the side of her neck and behind her ear. 

Her body is starting to heat up. Wanting more attention on her lower body, Melanie pushes is left hand down. He takes the hint and softly runs his fingers over her mound. She gasps as his fingers run over her labia and graze her anus. 

"Are you my present?" James whispers into her ear.

Melanie takes a moment to enjoy the sensations of his fingers massaging her vagina before finally answering. "You have no idea."

James smiles and gives her a look of confusion. "What does that mean?"

Unhappy his hand stopped moving as he looks at her, she says,"Please don't stop."

James hadn't ever realized he paused. He starts making little soft circles on her swelling lips once again. Her knees pull back against her body, giving him wider access to her inner workings. He slides a finger inside her, rewarded with a faint moan.

"Perhaps your present is me and a friend." she finally answers.

James looks her in the eyes with a serious look on his face. "Are you being serious?"

"You would like that wouldn't you?", she asks, testing him.

"Hmmm. If that is what you wanted." James replies, being careful not to commit either way.

Melanie reaches down and starts stroking James' inner thigh. She knows there is no way she could share him with a friend. It isn't that she feels like he is only her man, it is more that she would feel uncomfortable being naked in front of a friend and seeing a friend naked as well.

Happy to keep him in suspense, Melanie gives him a partial answer. "No we are not having a threesome. I will give your a present that you won't expect though....in a little bit."

Sliding a finger inside her wetness, James starts teasing her insides. "You are being a tease today."

Melanie starts stroking his penis. "I am a tease huh? Is this teasing?"

"Mmm. No that isn't." he replies.

James slides a second finger inside her vagina and places his thumb on her clitoral hood. She offers him a longer moan and lifts her hips toward his hand. The pressure of his hand against her clit feels so good. Wanting more, she puts her right hand over his hand and presses down. 

"Quit teasing." she says.

"Horny today aren't we?" he says, laughing.

"Uh huh." is her simple reply.

She begins stroking his penis faster, showing him how she wants him to move his hand. James matches her speed and starts moving his two fingers in and out of her spread lips faster. He begins rolling his thumb around the top of her hood and causes her hips to jump. "MMM! I like that. Keep it up." she says.

Melanie can feel his penis grow and get warmer in her hand. She loves the feeling and the way the penis reacts. She just has to have it in her mouth. In one swift move, she rolls on top of him. His fingers slide out of her. She moves her body down him, her tongue leaving a wet trail down the center of his chest. Her lips slide over the tip of his penis.

Surprised by her aggressiveness, James lets out a long moan.

The taste of his swollen penis makes her mouth water; her vagina twinge in excitement. She knows this will be the last time she tastes his delicious manhood. Taking her time, Melanie slowly moves her lips down his penis, taking as much of him in her mouth as she can handle. Her mouth coats him with saliva.

His hands begin to muss her hair. She loves the feeling of his hands in her hair. Anxious to hear his response, Melanie starts bobbing her head, holding his swollen penis softly between her lips. She holds the base of his manhood and pleasures him. When his hips begin gyrating, she stops bobbing her head and concentrates on the tip of his head for a few seconds. Her tongue swirls around the mushroom head. She looks up at him and smiles, seeing his facial expressions of pleasure. 

Melanie doesn't want to get him too excited so she slides back up his body and presses his penis against the outside of her vagina. James opens his eyes and smiles. He wishes she would allow him to slide inside her, but he knows she has repeatedly stated that she doesn't want to have intercourse because she is saving herself for that special man. He can only hope that he will accidentally slide inside her for a brief moment as they move. He imagines how the warmth of her inner walls would feel against the head of his penis.

Almost ready to give him a present he will never forget, Melanie leaves a trail of wet kisses from his neck to his mouth. She can hear his heavy breaths. She anticipates hearing the sound of his deep, short breaths in her ear very soon. She leaves several long, deep kisses on his lips before propping herself up with her hands. She looks down several inches at his face and gives him a huge, devilish smile. 

James' eyes open wide when Melanie starts grinding her hips against him. He rests his hands on her butt cheeks and does his best to resist from pushing himself inside her. He groans, wanting more, as she slides his penis slightly between the folds of her labia, spreading her wetness over his manhood.

"You are such a tease." James exclaims.

"Why am I such a tease?" she asks, even though she already knows the answer.

"You know why." he says. "You know that makes me want you so much."

"Want me how?" Melanie asks, pulling her hips up, sliding her vagina up his hard penis. 

"Oh my God." He exclaims, feeling his penis begin to throb. "You make me want to be inside you. That is not fair."

"Oh!" she says, faking realization. Her hips carefully slide down him slowly, one more time. 

Her motions are not only teasing him. Each time she slides him between her lips, she feels a strong twinge inside. His hot penis feels great against her inner labia. It makes her want to do it again, more and more. She slides her hips up his length again. The tip of his penis almost slides inside her vagina. She stops just short of inserting him inside her. He moans loudly. She moans in response and takes a deep breath before sliding her hips down, pushing his penis over her now exposed clit. This makes her throw her head back and moan. 

She cannot take the teasing anymore. She tries not to think about what is going to happen. It is time. "I am ready to give you your present." she says.

"I am ready. What is it?" He asks.

Melanie takes one last deep breath then very slowly rolls her hips up his penis. She allows the tip of his head to press inside her vagina. "Enjoy!" she groans as she begins to slowly push his hard manhood inside her vagina. She cannot believe how hot his skin feels inside her. Inch by inch she lowers her hips.

"Holy shit." James says. "What are you doing?"

Melanie stops a second. "Do you like your present?"

He looks her deep in the eyes and smiles. "Are you sure?"

Pushing her hips down over the rest of his penis and groaning, Melanie says, "I AM SURE!"

She raises her hips until his penis is almost completely out of her. She immediately wants him back inside. James uses his hands to help guide her hips back down on top of him. They both moan deeply. Melanie lowers the top of her body back on top of his chest. Their lips lock. Her hips start moving a little faster. Melanie feels a little awkward, trying to learn a smooth rhythm, having never done this before.

James' penis slides out of her walls. She groans and feels a little silly. She takes his penis in hand and guides him back inside her. She cannot believe how much it stretches her insides. The first few times were painful, now she has adjusted to him and begins to feel pleasure. She cannot believe she waited so long to do this. If she had known it would feel so wonderful being filled, she may have had sex before now. 

Realizing she is having a hard time getting rhythm, James rolls over on top of her and takes control. He raises his hips and slowly slides inside her. Her walls grip him. "You are so damn tight."

She hopes that is a good thing. Her hands wrap around his back and hold him tightly against her body. James pushes her knees up to her ribs, spreading her wider and starts to pick up the pace. Her hips find his rhythm after a few gyrations and push up against him just as his hips push down against her body. She starts moaning over and over. She can hear his breathing growing stronger and getting shorter with each thrust. 

Their bodies start smacking against each other. Melanie wraps her ankles around the small of his back and holds onto him with all her might. She buries her mouth into the small of his neck, sucking and biting. Never has she felt such emotion, such pleasure inside. Her vibrator is nothing compared to the feeling of a real man inside her. She can feel tears begin to flow down her face as she gasps for air. He is taking the air out of her chest. The weight of his chest pressing down against her body; the heat exuding off his body, it is all a little too much.

It has been months since James had had intercourse. He stopped looking for another woman the first time she came over to his house. He did not know where this would all lead, but he had no desire to find someone else. The feeling of her walls gripping tightly against his throbbing penis is getting to be too much. He knows he will not last much longer.

The sound of their hips smacking fills the room. The aroma of sex surrounds them. His hips start thrusting hard and fast. She cannot hold her legs against him anymore. Her legs fall to the bed and spread as wide as she can. Her fingers dig deep into his skin as she holds on for life. She can feel her body preparing to have a great release. 

His hips start moving in a feverish manner. His moans mix with her moans. Her hips thrust against him, trying to feel him deeper inside. She cannot get enough. 

James wants to spill his seed deep inside her. He wants to feel her walls spasm against him, but he knows what it may lead to. After making a few last feverish thrusts, James pulls out. Melanie opens her eyes and groans, wondering why he suddenly stopped. She watches him stroke himself a few times before shooting his seed all over her stomach. 

He falls down beside her. Both of them are drenched in sweat. It takes a few minutes for them to finally catch their breath. Melanie can feel the sticky semen on her stomach and chest. 

"Did you like your present?"

"Very much so." he says with a long lasting smile.

Melanie leans over and gives him a peck on the cheek. "I wanted our last time to be very special." 

"Our last time?" James questions her.

"Yes." she says before pausing a second. "I am getting too emotional. I am liking you too much and I know we won't work as a couple. I hope you understand."

He knew this would not last forever, but he didn't know it would end so abruptly. "Yes. I understand." 

Melanie scoots off the bed and makes her way to the bathroom. She cleans up then dresses without saying a word. Everything suddenly seems awkward. James is still lying on the bed when she returns to the bedroom. She dresses then leans in and kisses him one more time, long and deep.

"Goodbye." she says, turning around and exiting the room.