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The Tutor

By: Flashlight7.5



"Newton's first law?" Ms. Van Dorn asked as she licked a line slowly up Kevin's cock. 

"F-for every reaction, there is an equal and opposite reaction," Kevin answered. He gripped the edge of the desk, staring at his Metallica poster and trying to concentrate.

"Correct," she raised herself up on her knees a bit and wrapped her all-natural D-cups around him. She slowly, teasingly, slid them up and down. She looked into his eyes and grinned. "The second?"

"Second..." His head was spinning. Her tongue was dancing all over the head of his cock as her breasts enveloped him. He could feel her nipples on his abdomen. He could savor the warmth of her lips around him. "Objects...objects at rest...Fffuckkk!"

"The second?" Ms. Van Dorn repeated between licks and kisses.

"Objects at rest...they...oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Kevin's whole body was tensing. One hand shifted to Ms. Van Dorn's long red hair and he thrust into her face. "Can I cum on your face?"

"No." She shook her head, giving Kevin a squeeze at the base of his cock with her soft hand. He let out a loud grunt. His torso bent forward and Ms. Van Dorn felt his semen surge up through him. It rippled across her grip and shot out in long spurts as she jacked him all over her ample chest. She aimed his cockhead over her left nipple, coating it with slippery stuff before wrapping him in her breasts again. Kevin was trembling by the time she was finished. 

She snatched a towel from the bedside where she'd left it, and cleaned up. She pulled her silky blouse back on, and pinned her hair back up over her head. She slipped on her glasses, grabbed her books, and then gave Kevin a peck on the forehead.

"If you memorize the rest of Newton's laws, you can cum on my face. Deal?"

"Deal," Kevin agreed breathlessly.

"See you next week then," she purred and walked out of Kevin's room.

Kevin tilted his head back and let out a delighted breath. He had been struggling with his grades in his last year of high school. He had a potential basketball scholarship waiting for him, but he needed to bring his grades up. He had put too much time into free throws and pass drills than trigonometry and physics. Physics was especially vexing for him. His family saw him struggling, so they got him a tutor.

Nikki Van Dorn. Kevin still didn't know how old she was, but she couldn't have been over thirty. He and his family met with her three months ago, and he couldn't believe his eyes. She sat there in a smart business suit that reminded him of Scully from "X-Files". He kept staring at her chest, and her strong legs under those black hose, and he was sure she knew it. He barely remembered the conversation she had with him and his parents. He just knew that she would meet with him a week from then. He spent the rest of the night jacking off to her image until he fell asleep.

They worked together for a month before the ice broke. She confronted him on his staring and fidgeting, and he admitted to finding her very attractive. She then admitted the same to him. She had broken up with a long-time lover a while ago, and hadn't been on a date in months. They kissed that night, but that was all. The next time it was kissing and touching, and he wanted more, but she made him promise to ace his trigonometry test that week. If he did, she would let him put his hands all over her. He never studied so hard in his life. He showed her the "A", and she opened her shirt for him. He could remember how his hands shook as he touched her breasts. He could still remember the look on her face as he pinched her nipples and made her knees bend. He remembered how wet she was on his fingers, and how sweet she tasted.

His blowjob today came as a result of getting a perfect score on a pop quiz in both trig and physics. Now he had a new goal. If he could memorize Newton's laws, Ms. Van Dorn's face would be sticky with his cum a week from now. His ultimate goal was set the night he touched her. If he could graduate with a perfect GPA, she would let him fuck her as long as he could last.

Kevin cleaned himself off as Nikki Van Dorn headed down the stairs of the Brannigan family home. She smiled to herself, still enjoying the sticky sensation on her breasts. The Brannigan family paid her very well, and her little fringe benefits with Kevin were very sweet indeed. She could get perfect results from him with a little coaxing, and that made the family very happy. When Kevin's grades started to turn around, she was rewarded with a bottle of Merlot from the family, and she had been invited to the upcoming St. Patrick's Day party, which was apparently a huge bash for the family and their friends and co-workers.

"Hey, Nikki! You're still comin' to the party, right?" Mr. Ed Brannigan called from the kitchen as she walked by. Nikki would've been able to hear him if he was in the garage. He was a big man, with a strong voice and a thick body. He had worked construction for many years, slowly building up his own business.

"Absolutely, Mr. Brannigan." She smiled at him. "This is the first party I've been invited to since my friend's bachelorette party."

"It'll be a great time, but I warn ya! It gets pretty crazy in this house on St. Patrick's Day! You get a bunch of Irish drunks running around half-naked singin' songs and well, things sometimes get out of control."

"Sounds like the bachelorette party alright!" She laughed. "Do I need to bring anything?"

"Just your pretty self." He paused to spread mayonnaise on his sandwich. "You know, Nikki, I wanna thank you again for all you've done for Kevin. You're a great tutor."

"It's my pleasure, Mr. Brannigan," she assured.

There was an awkward moment of silence.

"Well, I'd better get back before my cat gets any hungrier. I'll see you at the party!" Nikki smiled and waved as she walked for the front door.

"Yeah! See you then!" Ed called as the front door opened.

In walked Mrs. Shelley Brannigan. Shelley had just returned from working at the hospital office and she looked tired. However, her long day couldn't hide her beauty. Her blond hair was cropped short for efficiency and her body was well-toned from lots of Tae Bo and work-outs on the treadmill. She kept herself in better shape than Ed did, and Nikki wondered if he noticed. She certainly did.

"Hi, Nikki!" Shelley gave her a hug. "Coming to the party next week?"

"Absolutely!"

"Great! See you then!" She called over her shoulder as she walked down the hall, and there was a brief look between them that Nikki mused over.

Yes, you certainly will see me. Nikki thought.

"Yeah! Oh fuck yeah!" Kevin cried out as he shot hot cum all over Ms. Van Dorn's face.

They had sneaked away from the raucous party downstairs. Kevin recited every law by heart, without one error or stutter. Nikki, who had a couple pints under her belt, immediately dropped to her knees and sucked him off. Now, Kevin was looking down at his tutor, her pretty freckled face and glasses all streaked with cum. She kept sucking at him, licking at him, kissing at him, and rubbing him all over her face until her lips and chin were a gooey mess. She looked up at him and giggled. He smiled and wiped some of his jism from her jawbone, then sank his finger into her mouth. She hummed happily as she licked it dry and then stood up, a little dizzy.

"Had too much Guinness?" Kevin asked.

"No, just enough to make me dizzy if I stand up too fast. Excellent work, Kevin." She wiped her face on another handy towel and looked at her glasses through the light of Kevin's desk lamp. "Got anything to clean my glasses?"

"Mom keeps some stuff specifically for it in the bathroom down the hall. Look in the medicine cabinet."

"Alright, see you back downstairs." Nikki sauntered off while Kevin gleefully whacked his cock a few more strokes. Downstairs, the party sounded more like a riot. The music was loud, and someone was yelling "Tits! Tits! Tits!" as she shut the bathroom door.

She found the cleaning solution, and was polishing the last remnants of Kevin's cum from the lenses when the door burst open. Ed stumbled into the bathroom, holding a glass of Guinness and wearing his "Do me, I'm Irish" button. He was well on his way to a hangover. He saw Nikki and he immediately straightened up as best he could.

"Sorry, Nikki, the one downstairs is occupied. I think Harry and Molly Janson are screwing down there right now."

"Really?" Nikki laughed.

"Ah, who knows? Like I said, these things get pretty wild." He stood there for a moment, teetering on his heels a bit, and then put his glass down on the counter. "You know, Nikki, I really want to thank you for helping Kevin."

"It's my pleasure, Ed. Really."

"No, I mean I really want to thank you." Ed opened his Dockers, and slowly pulled his enormous cock from his briefs. Nikki was too stunned at its size to say anything. She just gaped at it and nearly dropped her glasses.

"Ed, I..."

"I know, it's your pleasure. Well, it soon will be. I've been wantin' to give you my big dick since we first hired you. Hell, it's why I hired you!" He moved closer.

"Ed, you're drunk, and I don't think now is the time - "

"Sure it is." He reached for her. His breath was stale with beer and cheese dip. His monster cock was rearing up at her. It seemed a foot long. His strong hands took her by the arms and spun her around to face the mirror above the sink. She was still wet down below from the excitement of sucking off Ed's son just moments ago while the house was full of friends and family. His hands were on her breasts, pinching her nipples through her tight green velvet T-shirt.

Fuck, she thought, she couldn't resist him.

She unbuttoned her jeans and shoved them, and her green lace panties down to her knees. Ed chuckled behind her.

"Oh yeah," he groaned.

"Shut up and fuck me, Ed!" She snapped, and saw the expression on Ed's face change in the mirror. He was surprised at the tone, but he obeyed nonetheless. He slowly slid his huge cock into her as she bent over the sink. In the mirror, she watched her mouth open in shock as he filled her. Her eyes opened wide and she spread her legs to accept him deeper. She gripped the faucet, and with one last shove, he was all the way inside her.

"Yeah, you like that big dick, don't you?"

"I said shut up and fuck me! Now!"

Again, Ed shut up and instantly obeyed. He gripped her hips with his strong hands and thrust again and again into her. The world swirled around her. Colors mingled and the sound of the party below them became a distant droning sound. There was just this huge, long cock slamming into her again and again. She briefly thought of Shelley, and wondered if this monster now buried in her wet puss was the reason Shelley kept so fit.

Ed was making short grunts, like a rutting animal. In the mirror, she could see his face twisting into an almost painful expression. She let out a slow moan that rose in pitch. Her cunt tried to clamp onto him, but he slid his dick from her, spraying seemingly endlessly onto her white bottom. His dick was like a firehose, shooting cum in huge blasts on her cheeks and the backs of her thighs.

"Yeah," Ed moaned and leaned back against the wall. He draped a towel over her backside. "That's what I like. If you want more, come look me up later." He picked up his Guinness and walked out. 

She shook her head. Now she knew why Shelley tended to look angry. Ed never let her finish.

The party lasted until the wee hours of the morning. Ed had passed out on the den couch hours ago, and all the guests had left. Kevin had gone to a friend's house for the night. Katie, their daughter who had driven up from her home an hour away to attend the party, was sleeping off her drunken stupor in her old bedroom. Shelley and Nikki were the only ones left. They sat at the kitchen table, and Shelley was slowly crying.

"He doesn't pay any fucking attention to me. It's always work," Shelley revealed. She had more than her fair share of Guinness and Nikki had done some catching up too.

"I'm sure he notices you. How couldn't he?" Nikki wondered, "You're beautiful!"

"Oh, you're sweet for saying that, but it's true. Sometimes, sometimes I think he's seeing someone else."

Nikki instantly felt like shit for what happened earlier. She looked across the table at Shelley. She looked so cute with her short hair, and her white baby doll shirt decorated with a smiling four-leaf clover she wore just for the party. She sniffled into a paper towel. Nikki felt like reaching out to her, and then like teaching Ed a lesson. She leaned across the table and stroked Shelley's forearm.

"When was the last time you got laid?"

"Who? Me?" Shelley laughed. "Before you started helping Kevin."

"Well, how about we end your unlucky streak?" Nikki suggested and pulled Shelley's hand up so she could suck her fingers into her mouth.

"Nikki!" Shelley protested, but didn't pull her hand away. "What are you doing?"

Nikki did not answer. She merely licked at the palm of Shelley's hand and crawled onto the table top, kissing her way up Shelley's forearm.

"Ed's asleep in the den! Katie's upstairs! We can't - "

Nikki shut her up with a full kiss on the mouth. Shelley sat wide-eyed for a second, and then Nikki's eyes grew with surprise as Shelley nearly attacked her. She sunk her fingers into Nikki's hair and plunged her tongue into her mouth. Nikki continued her short journey across the table until she slid off and sat on Shelley's lap. The two women kissed passionately, with Guinness on their breath and goosebumps on their flesh. Shelley eagerly clawed at Nikki's shirt until Nikki pulled it off and unclasped her bra. 

Shelley sat still for a second, gazing upon Nikki's heaving breasts. She dove in then, licking, biting, sucking, groping and pinching like a frenzied animal. Nikki was already cumming. It was a small, rushing orgasm that took her before she knew what was happening. She wiggled all over Shelley's lap, and then pulled the baby doll shirt off Shelley's back. She tore at Shelley's bra, nearly breaking it before it was dropped to the floor. Their breasts rubbed and pushed into each other as they shared another hungry kiss.

Nikki stood her up, turned her around and laid Shelley down on the table. She jerked Shelley's jeans off her quickly. Nikki licked down the inside of Shelley's right thigh and clamped her mouth over Shelley's wet mound. Shelley's panties were soaked and Nikki nudged Shelley's clit with her tongue. Shelley nearly sat up straight from the jolt. Nikki yanked the panties away and immediately began licking at that clit. Two fingers plunged into Shelley's wet puss. Shelley writhed and bucked on the table, slapping the wood with her ass and gripping the edges with her manicured hands.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh God, yes!" Shelley yelled.

Ed snoozed away on the den couch.

Nikki kept licking and slurping, taking her wet hand away from Shelley's sopping cunt to help remove her jeans. Nikki soon stood naked, rubbing her soaked kitten while she sunk her tongue into Shelley's wet hole.

She climbed onto the table then, draping one leg over Shelley's. They came together like two pairs of scissors. Their cunts slammed together, rubbing on their thighs and their pubic bones and their wet, syrupy cum slickened the table underneath them. Nikki held onto Shelley's right leg, which pointed straight up to the ceiling. The table shook as they fucked. The floor trembled. An empty beer can fell from the kitchen counter.

"What the fuck?!" Someone yelled.

They stopped cold. Katie had just walked into the kitchen. She wore an extra-large gray Notre Dame shirt and nothing else. Her hair was still messed up from sleeping hard on her old pillows. She stared quizzically at her mother and her brother's tutor. She was still a bit drunk, so she wasn't quite sure what to believe.

Nikki didn't know Katie very well at all. They had only met once, and it was a brief introduction before Katie headed back home. Katie had been out of the house for four years now, so she and Nikki didn't have many opportunities to see each other.

"What...what are you two doin'?" Katie asked.

"Nothing, hon'! We were just - " Shelley tried.

"Fucking?" Katie finished.

"No, no! We - " Shelley tried again.

"Jesus, mom! I didn't know you were so kinky!" Katie laughed, nearly coming to tears. Then Nikki laughed, and Shelley followed. 

"I didn't mean to interrupt!" Katie apologized between laughs. "How long have you two been...a thing?"

"We just started," Nikki finally spoke.

"Does dad know?"

"No, honey," Shelley admitted, calming down.

"Well, shit, don't mind me! You two go right ahead. I'd like to see the old lady cum!" Katie laughed again.

"Who you callin' old?" Shelley scolded playfully.

"C'mon, let's see you do it!" Katie pranced up behind Nikki, grabbing her by the hips. "Let's get back to the fucking, c'mon!" She rocked Nikki by the hips back and forth, resuming the pace slowly but surely.

"Oh fuck!" Nikki moaned, feeling Katie's hands all over her back and hips.

"Oh God, Katie, what are you doing?" Shelly asked.

"Just helpin' you out, mom. You look like you could use a good cum." Katie laughed and stuck out her tongue wickedly.

Shelley and Nikki rubbed and bucked and shook and trembled together. Nikki was letting out a slow, soft moan, and Shelley started to gasp quickly and have small spasms over her whole body. The table jerked as her orgasm began.

"Alright mom!" Katie cheered.

Shelley took a deep, sharp breath and then screamed it out as she clamped onto Nikki with both thighs and both hands. Her lower back arched off the table, nearly sending Nikki to the floor had Katie not been there behind her. Nikki turned and kissed Katie, hard and deep, shivering into her as she came in a long, thick orgasm. She inhaled short breaths through her nose and her hips moved like Katie had suddenly rubbed handfuls of ice all over her.

Nikki collapsed atop Shelley, who was still cumming with an overwhelmed look in her eyes. Katie clapped for them.

"That was awesome! You feel better, mom?"

"Y-yeah....Ohhh God....I'm okay, honey."

"Good, now keep it down because my head is fucking killing me," Katie told them and headed back upstairs to bed.

"When can we do this again?" Shelley purred, stroking Nikki's long hair.

"I don't know, but let's not wait for a party first," Nikki suggested, and smooched Shelley on the lips.

The Tutor



Oblivious to the dazzling autumnal colors around him, Hank plodded through the outskirt woods following the hard-packed trail to the campus, worrying a mental thread. He was jazzed to play this afternoon against the Northern Heights Technical School Panthers. This would be his first time starting for Central Junior College and he was determined to make a good showing as point guard. But the weeks of drills had scrambled his brain. So much to keep front and center. He'd been trying to let it all go and allow his instincts to take over - that's what Coach Dawson kept dogging the team to do - but he had been wound up with nerves for days. Just as he closed his eyes to practice clearing the clutter, the sound of staccato heels approached from the left. It registered, but not before he slammed into someone rounding the steep limestone outcropping.

"Hey, watch out Hank," a familiar feminine voice barked. 

He fought to keep his balance and keep the body he was suddenly entangled with from falling to the ground. "Sorry, Miss Harper," Hank said as he made sure she was steady on her tall shoes. From those, he couldn't help noticing the graceful curve of her stockinged calves rising into a pleasingly draped black skirt. As his eyes rose to meet hers, he took in the remainder of her outfit: a plunging, short-sleeved, white silk blouse, set off by shoulder-length chestnut hair. Not exactly hiking attire. He struggled to keep his eyes on hers. "I was completely lost in thought."

"That's okay, Hon. I didn't expect to run into anyone on this trail either. Thought I'd take a short cut home from the school. It's beautiful here." She looked him over. "You playing today?"

He looked down at his shiny basketball uniform and the splayed toes of his high-tops. Next to her, he felt oddly juvenile. Awkwardly, he pushed aside his long blond bangs. "Yeah. Big game today. I'm starting."

"Congratulations, Hank. That's wonderful."

Her wide smile warmed him, as always. He hadn't paid attention to Miss Harper's looks during his twice-weekly visits to her office for help with his math class. She was what, in her thirties? Just one of the "adults." Here in the secluded woods, however, finely dressed Miss Harper stood out like a glowing beacon, and Hank found himself quite aware of her sinuous form.

A cloud cooled her features. "I missed you this past week."

Hank dropped his gaze. He hated to disappoint. "My bad. The game." He shrugged sheepishly. "You know."

"Yes, I do know. The big game." A long sigh left her lips. "What about your big test this Friday? Isn't that more important?"

"Sure, but there's time. After today. Nothing but studying for the test. I promise."

She folded her arms and glared at him. "Damn it, Hank. Stop bullshitting me."

He stepped back, stunned. "Hey, what did I...?"

"That's exactly what you said before your last test. And you scored a D. 'Distracted by our big win,' you said. And here we are again."

"But..."

"Save your excuses." She crossed her arms. "Jesus, you're just like the other 'boys' on the teams. So full of yourselves and only focused on the moment. No thought of your future."

Hank had never heard Miss Harper swear, much less raise her voice. Man, she was pissed. And it stung. He didn't know what to say, but he tried to smooth things over. "Listen, I goofed up. I know. And I'm sorry. Tonight, I'll work twice as long on my..."

"On what, Hank? Do you even remember where we left off?"

"Of course I do. It was polynomials...no wait...that's done. It's the...shoot, what are they called again? The...the..."

"Enough!" Miss Harper looked around and eyed a tree stump behind the slouching young man. She stepped around him and sat. As she did so, she grabbed Hank's shorts by the wide hems and yanked them down.

"Hey! What the...?" He reached down to pull them up and lost his balance. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him over her lap. Other than the narrow diagonal strips of his supporter, his pale white cheeks were fully exposed for her intended handiwork.

Hank felt dizzy. What was happening? Suddenly he had a face full of weeds and a ferocious fire was spreading across his backside as his tutor spanked him like a bratty child. He tried to squirm free, but Miss Harper was surprisingly strong. Every time he reached back to protect himself, she swatted his hand away. More than the growing pain, he was overcome by the humiliation. What if someone came by and saw?

"You listen to me, young man," she said as she rained down the spanks. "If you want me to help you pass your tests, you damn well better shape up."

"I will, I will," he groaned. "I promise." He could not get a firm purchase on anything. His feet kept sliding on the slippery leaves and now she had one arm pinned against his back and the other trapped between his side and her stomach. 

"I've had enough of words. I...want...action!"

"Yeowch! All right, all right. Tell me what you want and I'll do it."

"Right. More words." She spanked him even harder and a new embarrassment kicked in. He felt tears rolling down his cheeks. "Please stop, Miss Harper. I'm sorry. I'll do everything you ask."

She stopped. To her amusement, Hank was still kicking. "Everything?" She heard a sniffle and muffled cough, and was pleased.

"Yes, Ma'am."

Miss Harper helped Hank to his knees. "Okay, come here, Hon." She pulled him in and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. He wasn't crying outright, but she felt the wetness of his cheeks against her bosom. Progress.

Hank's kept his face pressed against Miss Harper, not wanting her to see his tear-stained cheeks. Her hand slid up and down his back and he found that comforting, warm. His mind cart-wheeled with too many thoughts and feelings to track. He let them all go and just let her soft words and touches console him.

"There, there, Hon. You'll be fine. I know you can do this."

As calm restored, Hank took notice of the fragrance on his tutor's skin. Something spicy. Then he realized that this skin, pressed against his nose, was her cleavage. His first impulse was to pull away, but she felt so good against him. He could hear her heartbeat. Rapid. Like his. He relaxed and kept his face there. His hands had been glued to her waist, holding fast, but he let one venture to her lap. The shape of her taught, muscular thighs under her skirt filled his mind all over again. New thoughts. Confusing thoughts.

"Well now, what have we here?" he heard her say. 

He tried to pull away to see what she was looking at, but she held his head fast against her breasts. Suddenly he felt something brush the front of his jockstrap. Then again. It was her fingers. He realized then that his protective gear had become painfully restrictive. Oh God, he thought. He was hard as a rock.

"This must be terribly uncomfortable," she said. With her free hand she deftly slid down the jockstrap, a little at a time on each side. She felt his stiffness bump against her thigh. "Oh my," she barely whispered, "you can't play basketball with THAT. How embarrassing." 

Hank slumped. She was right. He'd be a laughing stock.

Miss Harper buried her face in his blond mop of hair and kissed the top of his head. "Let me help you with that." She reached for her purse and, again, with one hand, opened the clasp, rooted around, and pulled out a silk handkerchief. She reached down and slid her skirt up to reveal her thighs, silky in vintage stockings. "This will make you feel all better."

Hank could only moan agreement as he felt her wrap the silk around the head of his penis. She moved it onto her thigh and began to gently pet it. He pulled back far enough to see her breasts rising and falling. He looked down and saw her red-nailed fingertips caressing him. Between her parted legs, he spied a triangle of black lace. He wanted to drop his head down and explore her most thoroughly, please her, but he didn't want to be free of her touch. Instead, he leaned in to her breast again and rested his head comfortably against her soft, pillowy blouse.

"I think you like me to spank you. Don't you?"

Hank grunted.

"I thought so. You've needed this for a long time. Tonight, after your game, after you're all cleaned up, come to my house. I'm going to tutor you...in private."

He grunted again. This time, though, he involuntarily thrust forward. Miss Harper wrapped her hand and silk cloth around his length.

"And I am going to put you over my lap again, Hon, but this time I'm going to give you a very hard spanking on your naked bottom so you learn how to be responsible."

Grunt. Thrust.

"And Hank?"

Grunt.

"I have a feeling this may take many lessons."

Grunt thrust. 

A familiar delirium seeped through his mind and body as he visualized Miss Harper's invitation. As she talked, he couldn't help but push against her thigh, sliding in and out of the soft silk. Wanting more. Wanting to hear more.

"You will come to my house twice a week." She reached behind him and gave him a sharp spank. "Do you understand?"

Grunt. Long thrust.

"You will not be able to leave until you learn your lesson." 

Spank. Grunt. Thrust. 

"If you insist on misbehaving, I'll spank you over my knee again and again and again, like a bad little boy."

A blinding wave took hold. Hank buried his face between Miss Harper's breasts and let out a primal growl. It seemed his entire being pulsed into her silken fist. Everything spun and spasmed and twitched until he felt like a dead weight. Helpless. Inert. 

Eventually he became aware of Miss Harper's soft hands stroking his back and arms, even his sore bottom. She had a way of making everything seem okay. 

She gently pushed him back and said quietly, "You have a game to win."

He nodded. After dressing, he stood and offered his hand to help Miss Harper up. She pulled out a pen and scrap of paper, scribbled her address and folded it into Hank's hand. "Make us proud, Hank. Make me proud."

"I will, Ma'am. You can count on me. From now on." He started away, but turned. "Thank you."

"Oh, don't thank me yet, Hon. I will see you tonight. Then you will really learn what it means to be thankful." She stepped to him and kissed his cheek. Then, with a quick swat that made him jump, she sent him on his way.

THE END



The Tutor



Thanks to LazyHobo for editing services.

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I knocked on the door and waited patiently for an answer. I'd put up flyers for tutoring all over the campus, but this was the first response that I'd received. My feet were sore from wearing heels and I hope he came to the door soon. At 5'3, heels were a must for me. I adjusted my bra straps to line up with my camisole. I hate wearing bras, but being a 36 C cup I hardly had a choice. I smooth my skirt, to make sure it was neat. I hoped it wasn't too short, but it was hot today.

"Oh hey, Kim right?" A tall white guy answered the door. He had curly brown hair and green eyes; I thought he was kind of cute. He reminded me of that Vince guy from that show Entourage, but a little buffer.

"Um yeah, hi Zach. Ready to get started?" I asked. He smiled and showed me into his dorm. On the couch was a blonde guy with a big bowl of cereal. I'd seen him last semester in a some history class. I laughed every time I saw him because I thought he looked like Draco Malfoy. He frowned after I smiled in his direction.

"Dude, did you draw dicks on my face while I was asleep? You're such an asshole."

"I didn't draw any cocks on your face Andrew, even though you love it," Adam said.

"Then why's she laughing at me?" 

"Oh um, it's not you, I was just thinking about a TV show." I said quickly. Andrew mumbled something and went back to his cereal. I sat down at the table and pulled out my books and notes.

"You want something to drink? We got Gatorade, Red Bull, Coke and water." Zach asked

"Some water would be nice thanks." I replied. He poured the water into a glass and dropped a few ice cubes inside and then handed it to me. 

"So where are you from?" Zach asked me.

"The south," I said.

"Wow really? I thought you were like from Jamaica or something," Zach commented.

"Dude, don't be racist!" Andrew yelled.

"What? She's like, exotic." Zach said defending himself.

"It's cool; I get that a lot for some reason. Now, what part were you having problems at?" Zach and I went over my notes for about a half an hour. I fanned myself with my notebooks and both guys had removed their shirts. I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle of chocolate.

Andrew watched TV while Zach and I worked. He flipped through channels, never stopping for more than a second. I wanted to throw my book at him.

"Hey can you keep it down, douche bag, I'm trying to study." Zach said and Andrew flipped Zach the bird. Andrew went over to the TV and put in a DVD, instead of going back to the couch, he heads to a recliner in the corner, which was directly across from me. He was quiet so it didn't bother me. 

After a few minutes I look over at the TV, and see a Black woman on the screen. She's wearing a red string bikini and looked like her body was covered in baby oil. I looked over to Andrew and his hand was in his shorts. He looked right at me and went back to watching the flick. The woman bent over shaking her ass. The hand of a White guy rubbed her ass and then pried her ass open with both hand. 

Zach seemed not to notice, so I pretended like I didn't see anything. When I looked up again the Black woman was playing with her clit with one while thrusting a white flesh color dildo in her pussy. Andrew was now seriously stroking himself.

"Can you go in your room or something and watch that junk?" I asked annoyed. Andrew waved the remote with his free hand.

"Why don't you come do it yourself," he said with a smirk. I guess he thought I'd be embarrassed or shy or something but I stormed over to him. In the few steps I took to get to him, he'd taken out his half hard cock. He placed the remote on his thigh, like he was trying to test me.

"Give it to me Andrew," I demanded. 

"Take it." He said still grinning. When I reached down to get the remote, he grabbed me by the hand. He pulled me down so hard that I fell to my knees.

"What the hell you jerk!" I yelled. When I tried to get up, two hands held me down by the shoulders. I turned my head and Zach was behind me, holding me down. Andrew moved closer to the edge of the chair, his cock right in front of my face.

"Suck it," he demanded.

"No way! Stop screwing around you guys!" Andrew grabbed me by my ponytail forcing my head still, while I tried to avoid his cock. Zach put all his weight on me, keeping still and Andrew began to slap me in the face with his dick. It hurt a lot more than expected. It had to be over 9 inches long and was pretty thick. One of them pinched my nose so that I couldn't breathe. I tried fighting it but after a minute I had to open my mouth for air. In a second Andrew grabbed me by the head with both his hand and forced my mouth on his cock. I almost gagged, he was so big. 

"Suck my cock," I heard Andrew demand. Even though his cock was in my mouth, I tried not to let my tongue come in contact with his ever hardening flesh. I shook my head and muffled protests.

Zach undid my bra, and lowered my shirt so my breast hung out. He started to squeeze my nipples really hard. My nipples were extremely sensitive so the pain was almost excruciating.

"Suck him off," Zach said and pinched me even harder. I got really scared. I was alone in their place and at the very least they had knives in the kitchen. I slowly slid my tongue against his shaft. With one hand Andrew guided my head on his cock, making me bob up and down.

"That's right," Andrew moaned, "work those big black lips." I felt Zach behind me lift up my skirt.

"Dude, she's not wearing any panties," Zach said with a laugh. I groaned around Andrew's cock. I was in such a hurry not to be late; I forgot to put any on.

"What a slut," Zach said and he smacked my ass. He nudged my legs apart and I tried to reach around to stop him, he smacked my ass again. He pulled both of my hands behind my back and tied them together with a scarf or something. With my hands bound Zach began to play with my pussy. He massaged my lips and gently flicked my clit. Andrew slowly made me suck him slower, shoving his cock almost down my throat. His dick had thick veins, that I felt all over my tongue. I would have enjoyed it if they hadn't forced me. 

Zach slid two fingers inside my pussy, and stroked me hard and with his other hand he pulled on my clit like he was trying to milk me. I'd never felt anything like that before. I was so annoyed at myself that it felt a little good.

"This Black bitch is getting wet," Zach said and plunged another finger in me. Andrew sped up my head and I felt his cock throb. I had a feeling what was about to happen. I tried to pull away but he kept I tight hold on me. Zach pulled his fingers from my pussy, and spread my ass apart. With my own juices as lube, he stuck a finger in my asshole. He continued to rub my clit as he slowly finger fucked my ass.

"Keep doing whatever you're doing dude, this bitch is moaning on my cock," Andrew said. I was pissed at myself because he was right. I'd always be afraid of ass play and never knew how good it could feel. Zach slipped in another finger and I felt my pussy juice drip down my leg. He leaned over, and I felt his breath at my ear.

"You like that don't you slut? Sucking a White cock while your ass is getting opened up..." I shook my head in protest. I refused to admit anything to him. Andrew began to fuck my face full on, I gagged and choked but he didn't relent. He stood up fully on the chair and shoved his dick as far down my throat as it would go.

"Fuuuuuck!" I heard him yell out as he came in my mouth. He held my head tightly, forcing me to swallow every drop of his load. Tears streamed down my cheeks from his coarseness. Andrew eased his cock from my mouth. I tried to wipe my face, but forgot that my hands were tied. Andrew lied down on the floor. Zach hadn't stopped fingering me, only slowed down.

"That was the best head in my life," Andrew said with a laugh. Zach impaled his fingers even deeper, almost pushing over so that my ass was in the air. He withdrew roughly from my ass and grabbed me by my hair, and practically dragged me over to Andrew. Zach picked me up and tossed me over Andrew so that straddled him. I sat on Andrew, trying to crawl away from his cock. Andrew grabbed me by the hips, forcing me closer to head of his shaft.

Zach came to my side, yanking my head up. Before I could even say 'ouch' he shoved his cock in my mouth. I kept pulling my head back; his cock was too big and was stretching my mouth open. He slowly fucked my face but not as harshly as Andrew had. I poised myself over Andrew, avoiding his cock as best I could. He began to fondle and caress my breasts.

"Look at these fat black tits," he said as he smashed them together. The way Andrew massaged them was actually nice. He licked his thumbs and rubbed them over my nipples. With one hand Andrew reached down and grabbed his cock. He rubbed the head against the lips of my pussy. I kept moving, trying to avoid him from entering me. 

Zach withdrew from my mouth. He went over to the kitchen and I heard him rummaging around in the cupboards. Andrew gripped me hard by the hips, lowering me down on him.

"Ugh..." I grunted as Andrew filled me up. His cock was stiff and hot.

"Ride me," he demanded.

"Fuck you," I glared at him but he only smirked back. Zach came back over to me. He wrapped something around my neck, like a dish towel. Zach yanked me back as Andrew thrust roughly into me. With each thrust, he went deep and deeper into my pussy. I could barely keep myself stable. If it had not been for Zach tugging me straight, I'd have probably fallen to the floor. Zach mumbled something I couldn't understand over Andrew's groans and then a warm thick liquid ran down my back. Zach smoothed it over my ass.

"Hold her ass open for me, dude." Zach said to Andrew. He pried my ass cheeks apart, stretching it so much that it began to hurt. I felt Zach circle my asshole with the head of his dick.

"W...wa...wait Zach, I've never—" He cut me off by tightening the towel around my neck. I shut my eyes in pain as Zach eased into my hole. I'd never tried anal before, but I knew I had to relax myself or it would be a lot more painful.

"This slut is letting me right in," Zach jeered. He buried his cock inside me all the way to the hilt. I felt like passing out. After a moment the pain passed and Zach's measure strokes started to feel somewhat good.

"I think this bitch likes getting fucked in the ass. She's creaming all over my cock," Andrew said.

Zach yanked me back, making it harder for me to breath.

"You like having two White cocks filling up your filthy Black holes, don't you?" Zach whispered close to my ear. I shook my head, No! Zach pulled all the way out, leaving my ass feeling empty. He then plunged back in harder than he ever had before.

He pushed down on Andrew and began ramming my ass almost relentlessly.

"Do you like it?" He growled.

"Y...yes," I whimpered softly. He put his hand on my neck, clasping around it with increasing pressure.

"Then fucking act like it," He said harshly. I let a small moan escape, which encouraged them both. 

I tried to resist with everything I could. Andrew was giving quick sharp pumps to my wet pussy while Zach gave slower but powerful strokes in my ass. Even being choked made everything seem more sensitive. I felt a familiar heat in the pit of my stomach.

"M...More," I ground out. I knew I was close. 

"Damn it, she's squeezing my cock so hard," Andrew said from under me. With each thrust I felt him throb. He bucked, going even deeper which caused me to shiver. 

"Oh my god," I moaned. Even though I was soaking wet, I clenched Andrew's cock as hard as I could. He slowly stopped his erratic pace and began to deliver long rough strokes. Within a moment he stilled, gripping my hips. His cock started to pulsate in me, throbbing like crazy. 

"Get her up," he said quickly. Zach pulled me back, allowing Andrew to ease from under me. He kneeled in front of me pulling my head down onto his cock. This time I welcomed him. Zach kept a steady pace on my ass, as the position changed. Every time he pounded into me, Andrew went further down my throat.

"Suck me good," Andrew said. I inhaled him tightly as possible and soon I could taste salty sweetness of his precum. I'd never swallowed a guy before, but with Zach pushing me into Andrew there was no way I could escape it. Andrew grabbed me hair, his cock swelling more than I thought possible.

"Son of a bitch!" Andrew grunted, Cumming in my mouth. The thick gooey liquid filled my mouth quicker than I could swallow it all. He held my face close, pumping every last drop down my throat. Once he'd somewhat softened, he shakily withdrew. 

I collapsed without Andrew's support. Zach pulled me up by the arms. His fast and steady rhythm never ceasing. I grunted each time he pounded away at my ass. Zach took me by surprise when he pulled out. He flipped over so that I lay on my back. He spread my legs as far apart as they would go and dove into my ass again. Sweat was dripping down his forehead.

"Look at me!" Zach commanded. I stared him directly in the eyes. He once again placed his hands around my neck. I squirmed under him arching my back.

"I...I'm going to cum," I said straining my voice. Zach tightened his grip, rolling his eyes back. I hitched my legs around his waist, pulling deeper into me. I started to convulse with every stroke. For the first time, I came, from having my ass fucked. It hit me like a wave, sending a shock over my entire body.

"Ahh...fuck," Zach mumbled. He continued to drill my ass while he blew his load. His hot cum felt like lava spewing inside of me. It seemed like Zach would never stop Cumming. His pace slowed but there was a wet gushy sound with each stroke. He pulled out of my ass with a 'pop'. He took one hand off my neck and jerked his cock off further. The warm droplets splattered across my stomach.

When he was spent, Zach moved to the side of me, laying down on the floor. For a few moments it stayed quiet, save for our deep breathing.

"I knew when I saw her in she'd be a great fuck." I heard Andrew say somewhere beyond my peripheral. My body still tingled from Cumming, I breathed a deep sigh.

"You were right dude," Andrew said sluggishly. I heard a faint rustle of keys and the sound of a door creaking.

"What the fuck is going on?!" A woman's voice shrieked. My hands still bound, I struggled to get up. 

A redhead girl came into the living room. Zach waved a hand dismissively.

"A welcome home present," he said. The girl's expression quickly turned from anger to delight. She smirked and came closer to me.

"I might go home for the weekend more often," she said with a smile.



The Tutor



Vi opened the door to her large house on the nicer side of town and I stood smiling holding my laptop and my Trig notebook. She smiled back at me as she waved me in and asked me to take off my Timberlands. I took the time to observe the foyer. It was small with a bench to my left and to my right a door which I'll assume is a closet. The colors were all warm and well matched and the artwork on the walls looked expensive. Past the foyer is a hallway that leads straight to a set of stairs that goes up next to a flight that goes down. Vi circled my wrist in her small hand and pulled me through the hall. I got glimpses of her family then. She has a beautiful mother, a nerdy looking father and an older sister. Photographs of her family littered both sides of the hall and my head jerked back and forth taking in as much family friendly color coordination as possible. 

"My family is at some work function," Vi said as she led me straight up the stairs and she looked back to say, "Mom's company is funding the opening of a new art gallery."

"Oh? Sounds pretty cool," I said with a smile; I couldn't understand the excitement in her jade green eyes.

"Yeah! It is actually," She said thoughtfully as we finally reached the second floor. She led me to the end of the hall where a white door with two purple flowers framing the gold door knob stood. She smiled to me before she opened the door to her room and I was surprised with the slight sloppy state of it.

"I've been meaning to clean up," She mumbled as she kicked scattered clothing into her open closet. A queen bed took up most of the room but across from the bed was a vanity/desk. The walls were lavender and the room was decorated with light pink and baby blue. Blue curtains covered her one window and to the left of the door is a large book shelf. She had books lined against the wall; she probably had enough books to open her own library. I set my things down on her bed and sat in time to watch Violet close her door behind her.

"No one will be home until really late," She said quietly and her gaze dropped from mine. Oh? My eyebrows rose on my forehead as I took in her 'home clothes.' She was wearing a snug white tank top; I could see her light purple bra straps next to the thin straps of her shirt. As her bottoms she just wore red basketball shorts that didn't reach her knees. No shoes and no socks. Her small toenails were painted bubblegum pink. She looked so girly in spite of what she'd chosen to wear. Her mouth opened slightly and I noticed she had glossed her lips. Her hair was down, the way I like and a few stray pieces fell in her face.

"Come here," I said darkly and she gasped lightly as I consumed her with my gaze. She gripped her left wrist tightly as she slowly crossed the distance between us. When she was standing in front of me, my legs extended out beside hers and my knees brushed her thighs. I pulled her wrists till she was trapping me with her arms and I reclined on my elbows as her palms rested on her perfectly made bed. Her body was hovering over mine, so close yet so untouchable. I beckoned her closer with my eyes and tilted my head up as she leaned in. My lips parted and she took that as an invitation, depositing a minty, glossy lip in my mouth. I tasted it softly with my lips and soon realized it was her bottom lip. I nibbled at it then bit down harder causing her to moan. My tongue slips past her lip into her mouth and I tease her with a slow probing motion. She finally falls against my body. Her breast push into my chest and her pelvis was at my pelvis. My rod twitched slightly when she moaned again and I worked my tongue slowly in her mouth, controlling everything but keeping it under control. My fingertips lightly grazed her torso and the curves of her waist. Slowly my hands inched upwards finding the edge of her bra. My hands paused at the strap around her chest and as I kissed her my hands fell towards the bulging swell of her breast. I inched slowly waiting for her to knock my hands away or push off me or slap me but nothing happened. I had four fingers on both of her breast and I felt her kiss me harder as I squeezed her mounds together. I moaned in her mouth as I felt her breast move against my chest. My hands grazed down to the crook of her waist so I could push her off. I sat up and held her back with my hands on her waist; I was breathing hard as I searched her deep green eyes.

"Violet? How far can I go?" I asked breathlessly and her eyes twinkled with a hint of lust. Her breath caught and her gaze lowered before a bright pink blush highlighted her high cheek bones. 

"I actually wanted to talk to you about that," She started as she pulled away from me to crawl on her bed. I turned to face her and pushed my homework out of my way so I could lie down on my side. I propped my head on my hand to look up to her hugging her knees to her chest. She swallowed and her blush deepened before she said anything else.

"I uhm . . . It's just that I—I don't want to go to college a virgin," She whispered the word like saying it would trap her within the confines of her virginity. She pushed a bit of her hair behind her right ear as her eyes flashed to mine then away again as she blushed.

"So you want to . . ." I let my sentence hang in the air as she pulled her lip into her mouth with her teeth. 

"If you want to . . ." She said quietly to her white knuckles clutching her other wrist and trapping her legs. 

"Are you kidding . .?" I said as I crawled closer to her then, "Stand up," I ordered. She blinked a few times before she obeyed and her shapely legs extend before swinging over the edge of the bed. When she was standing she turned so she was facing me, and she was blushing deeply. 

"Can you do everything I say, when I say it?" I asked her as I shifted to my knees in front of her. She nodded and I smiled brilliantly before saying, "Good."

"Strip," I said my one word command rather harshly and she gasped before frowning slightly.

"Wh—what?" She whispered innocently and her hands were fiddling with the edge of her tank top. 

"Take off your clothes," I said quietly but sternly and she released a shaky breath before complying. She crossed her arms in front of her to pull at the edge of her tank top. Slowly she inched the fabric up her torso till it hit the bottom of her breast. Closing her eyes she swiftly pulled the shirt over and off, flinging it towards her closet. I kept my expression emotionless as I watched her shimmy out of her basket ball shorts.

"Stop," I ordered once the shorts were near her forgotten shirt on the floor. I took in her plain lavender push-up bra and her matching purple cotton panties. They were the kind that cover everything but try to be sexy with the bands at the sides thinning to the width of a pencil. I let her squirm a bit as I looked her over from head to toe. Her breast swelled amazingly in her push-up and I could feel myself hardening just from looking at her. The red in her cheeks spread underneath her skin, highlighting the swell of her breasts, her torso, the tops of her thighs.

"You're too cute," I whispered and she looked up from the plush carpet seeping between her toes to my blue eyes. I waved my finger to signal her to me and she understood, slowly walking to me. I stood right as she reached the edge of her bed and when she took a step back, I grabbed her upper arms to pull her back to me. I snaked one arm round her shoulders and the other I used to press her pelvis harder against me. I kissed her mouth hard and her knees weakened causing me to bend her backwards. I felt the vigorous rise and fall of her chest against mine. The minty gloss on her lips reminded me of something I'd planned to tease her about but I kept kissing her before forcing myself off her. Her lips were so soft, I couldn't fathom it. When her tongue swivels against the roof of my mouth I'm reminded I'm the only tongue she's felt, and I'm the only lips she's felt. My cock presses into her lower abdomen as it swells. I pull my lips from hers harshly and there's a loud suction noise before she gasps for air.

"Did you wear this lip gloss just for me?" I ask her breathlessly before nipping her bottom lip. I mumbled against her lips, "You taste so good." I felt her shudder against me and she whimpered to my mouth. 

"You're not being a very good tutor right now, are you?" I teased her and she swallowed before blinking wildly.

"No," She dragged out the syllable before shaking her head to emphasize her answer. I sighed before slowly releasing her from my hold and gently pushing her away.

"Bad tutor," I tsked and she pouted as I pushed her away. I smirk before saying, "Do you know what happens to bad tutors?" She shook her head while her eyes glaze over with undeniable lust.

"They're taught a lesson," I said darkly and the muscles in her torso twitched. 

"Please," She pleaded with me and I raised my eyebrows before saying mockingly, "Please what?"

"Please . .?" She asked unsure what she really wanted but I know what she wants; what she needs. 

"Undress me," I ordered and when she hesitated, I pulled her closer to me by her wrist roughly as I said, "Now." Once I'd released her wrist she got right to the task at hand. Her fingers worked nimbly at the buttons of the dark blue linen I was wearing. She pushed the shirt off my shoulders the moment her fingers popped the last button open. Her hands trailed down the black undershirt I had on; smoothing over the indents of my abs. She patiently worked the brown leather belt through the loops of my jeans. An idea tempts my wicked mind at the sight of her holding my belt but I file it away. That's for another time. She threw the belt to the floor and it made a muted thud against her carpet. She slid to her knees and glances to my face as she unbuttons my jeans and slowly unzipped the zipper. Oh wow . . . Her—her everything. Sweet merciful Zeus. 

"Pay attention to what you're doing sweet girl," I said and her eyes dropped from mine instantly to watch her fingers wiggle their way into the band of my jeans. She pushed the denim down to pool at my ankles and I lifted my feet from the tangle of jeans on the floor. I sat and when Violet frowned at me I pointed to my socks. She pulled them off my feet one at a time before slowly standing up. Hesitantly her fingers skim their way to the bottom of my black wife beater and I raise my arms making it easier for her to pull the shirt off my back. Her eyes traced the black ink along my ribcage. She followed the path the twisting, pointed tribal design made. She was getting more and more excited the longer she stared at me and I could tell she was waiting for me to stand so she can finish her assigned duty. I smirked knowingly at her and when I stood, instead of letting her finish I swiftly moved us so she was against the bed. I pinned her hands together and held them there with one hand while my free hand worked the clasp of her bra. When the bra snaps open, I free her hands and hook my thumbs in the sides of her cotton panties. She showed her shyness when she grabbed her shoulders making an X with her arms, covering her breast. 

"Why so shy tutor? You haven't even learned anything yet," I teased and as I leaned towards her I put the weight of my arms on my thumbs, straining the thin straps. 

"Actually I did learn something," She whispered bravely and I raised a brow at her, silently encouraging her to explain.

"I learned that undressing for a man is a lot more pleasurable then I'd originally thought."

"You haven't finished yet," I point out as I nod to her, still in her panties and bra.

"I thought you wanted to do that part . . ." She said with a hint a disappointment and her head fell slightly.

"Maybe another time baby," I promised as I slowly moved my hands from her skin and back away from her. I nodded encouraging her to continue undressing. After a moment's hesitation Violets arms fall slightly allowing the bra to slip off on its own accord. She didn't even give me a second to see her creamy tits in all their bountiful glory as she leaned over to push the panties to the ground. When she stood erect again, so did my dick. My eyes widened and my mouth dried as I took in her mounds defying gravity. Her bright pink nipples elongated under my gaze and I licked my lips as I thought of slipping them into my mouth. My gaze drifted lower and I was pleasantly surprised by the neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair above her clit. 

"Lie down," I ordered in a low, husky voice and she jumped from my tone change along with the change in my eyes. Soon she was lying on her fluffy, white comforter with embroidered pink and blue flowers. I smiled as I sat on the edge of the bed.

"Now my little teachers' pet, I'd like to begin my lesson with something simple. You could even call it a pre-test," I said excitedly as I leaned over her. 

"Fenton, I—" I pressed my index finger against her full mouth to silence her talking.

"Violet, this is how it's gonna work tonight: I talk, you listen. I teach, you learn," I smiled as she pouted against my finger. Through my smile I said, "It will be a nice switch. I know! Why don't you call me tutor? How does that sound, Vi?" 

"Yes tutor," She said dutifully and I felt a twitch in my prick as I consumed her naked body. Eagerly she added, "Please continue."

"Thank you! Now! I need to see what you know, assess your level of knowledge on the subject, do you understand?" I said as I let my fingers caress the soft, white skin of her torso. 

"Ye-Yes," She said as her lashes flutter against her bright pink blushing cheeks. I smile down at her proudly and let my fingers drift lower to tickle her hipbone.

"So what I need for you to do is . . . touch yourself," I ordered softly and she blinked up at me with a baffled expression. 

"What?" She asked innocently in a small voice and I moved so I was sitting Indian style on her bed to her left. 

"Make yourself come," I said slowly and her bottom lip quivered briefly before I asked, "Have you ever masturbated before?"

"A few times . . . But I never," She paused as she frowned before, "I—I can't."

"You can't what? Make yourself come?" I asked her curiously as I leaned closer to her. The sight of her thick brown hair swished out around her round pale face on her white pillow along with the curves and mounds of her body had me transfixed. 

"No, I can't," She said quietly and she avoided my gaze as she admitted, "I don't know what to do."

"Just start doing what you normally do and I'll direct you if I think you should do something different. How does that sound?" I asked softly, trying to make her feel as comfortable as possible. She nodded as she whispered, "Okay," And her skin took a beautiful fleshy pink color. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before trailing her fingertips lightly across her skin. I let her keep her eyes closed for a while; this is supposed to be about her comfort. Her pink fingernails matched her toenails and she dragged them across her skin leaving a trail of goose bumps. My breath hitched as I watched her fingers skim their way to the apex at her thighs. She pushed two fingers to her clit and rubbed vigorously.

"Woah easy girl," I said chuckling softly as my hand moved to hers. I lifted her fingers to my mouth and when I dipped her fingers into my mouth, her eyes popped open. I closed my eyes as I sucked on her fingers and once they were drenched in my saliva, I guided her hand back to her clit. She half sighed, half moaned once her fingers pressed against her small pink nub again. 

"Go slowly now," I said as my hand left hers and she kept her eyes on her fingers as she slowly rubbed her clit. Her nipples stretched taller as she moaned and I moved to lie beside her to get a better view of the rise and fall of her B-cup breast as well as what her fingers are doing. 

"Try this," I offered before beckoning her fingers into my mouth once more and I led her fingers back to her swollen clit. I took one of her fingers and circled the nub with her fingertip. A moan that resonated from deep within her belly escaped and it fueled my arousal to see her pleasuring herself as I instructed. 

"Are you wet?" I asked dazedly and she gasped at my intrusive question before I ordered, "Move your fingers lower." Her bottom lip jutted out in a pout and I smiled cruelly as I moved her hand myself. Her fingers slipped across her wet folds and when they found her small, tight hole she released a shivering sigh.

"What would you do next?" I ask in a way one would ask a test or study question. Her eyes lifted to mine as she slipped her middle finger inside. She finger fucked herself with her one finger and I smiled, biting my lip, as I watched her wiggle her hips around. What she was doing, couldn't have been satisfying. 

"Use two fingers," I said and her eyes widened slightly.

"You want me to fuck you, yet you're nervous about masturbating with two fingers? Come on pet," I said and paused to smile before helping her. I used my index finger to push her finger closer to her opening and when it was near enough it slipped right in. I left my hand down there and when her fingers came out, they knocked into mine and I could feel her arousal on my hand. She'd picked up a nice rhythm and her moans became more frequent and louder. I smiled smugly as I memorized the expression she had with her eyes closed and her wet lips open, moaning.

"Do you feel it building? Deep in your lower abdomen? It burns then clenches, then burns, then clenches... and so on and so forth but then it all just explodes. Not yet though, let it build."

"Tutor, I—I . . . Agh—fuck! Ahh..." She stuttered and I giggled lightly at her jumbled words and her cursing. I make her swear! Her fingers were moving faster now and I smiled as I pushed my hand on hers with her thrust, pushing her fingers harder into her to hold them there. She sat up a little with confusion in her brow and lust in her green eyes before a long tortured groan escaped her mouth. 

"Be still baby," I cooed as I leaned over her and blew lightly on her clit. She sighed as she wiggled uncomfortably and I used my free hand to hold her still. She groaned in frustration before attempting to move her fingers inside of her. I shook my head as I tsked her and swiftly pulled her fingers out. She whimpered and squirmed as I pulled her fingers to my mouth to taste her arousal. I closed my lips around her fingers as I close my eyes and when I moaned, her fingers vibrated against my tongue. 

"Mmm, Vi you taste so good," I said once I'd pulled her fingers from my mouth. 

"Please, tutor," She begged with wide, excited green eyes and when she blinked, I swallowed at nothing. 

"Please what?" My voice sounded a little hoarse as I glanced up to her from beside her thighs.

"Please let me finish," She whispered and her eyes fluttered closed.

"You think you can do it without my assistance?"

"You've helped enough tutor," She said breathlessly before adding, "I want to see if I can do it by myself." I released her hand and shifted to my knees to watch her and I raised my eyebrows at her expectantly. She blinked a few times before she closed her eyes.

"Keep your eyes on mine," I said harshly and her green eyes popped open to find my gaze. Her fingers slipped around her clit teasingly and her mouth opened as a soft cry escaped. She continued down to push two fingers into her pussy with as much force as she could manage. A second's hesitation and a cry later she began to move her fingers inside her, building her rhythm. Her fingers moved faster until her moans began to crescendo and she was thrusting her hips to meet her hand. 

"Oh—my . . . I'm—I'm coming," She gasped as her hand suddenly stopped to fill her as her body twitched and collected a sheen of sweat. Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated as her orgasm continued and when her eyes drooped I assumed it was because her orgasm was over. Slowly she removed her hand and she examined the sticky texture coating her fingers. I watched as she spread her fingers apart and then back together, watching her come drip across her fingers. 




The Tutor



This story takes a little while to get going, because I built a plot with the story. You will hopefully enjoy it and be rewarded for taking the time to read the story. Your opinion is always welcome. 

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James woke up this morning excited. If his intuition was right, he would be closing a real estate deal today. The house across the street from him, in his sub-division, was up for sale and the client he recently acquired was interested in seeing the house. He had scheduled an appointment for 10:00am to show the house. The house fit everything his clients were looking for. It had four bedrooms, two baths, two stories and was built just six years ago.

James showered, then put on his white dress shirt, black slacks and a red power tie. He spritzed his shirt with his favorite cologne and straightened his tie before walking to the house across the street. He typed the code into the key box and pulled the key out from inside the box. He closed the box and unlocked the front door, making his way inside. It was a few minutes before ten. He lit a candle and waited for his clients to arrive.

An SUV pulled into the driveway. He heard three doors close. He was surprised by the sound of three doors. He was only expecting Mr. and Mrs. Samuel to be checking out the property. James walked to the front door and opened it, noticing that a young girl, whom he assumed was their daughter, tagged along, following behind Mr. and Mrs. Samuel. James welcomed them and shook their hands as they entered the house. James, shook the daughter's hand last and smiled before introducing himself.

"Hello. My name is James. Who might you be? David and Beth's daughter I am assuming."

The teenager looked up at David and smiled warmly. "I am Melanie and yes I am their daughter. It is a pleasure to meet you as well David.

Her voice was soft and sweet. David enjoyed her smile. He felt her green eyes seemed to linger a little longer than usual on him as she held onto his hand. He placed his left hand on the small of her back and ushered her into the house. When he started to pull away, he felt her hold on to his hand a split second longer before finally letting go. He looked at her face and caught her winking at him as she walked past him to join her parents. He found her flirtatious wink a bit unusual, but pleasant at the same time.

James took his time walking his clients from room to room, painting them a picture of how the home would be perfect for them. He assured them it was in a great, safe and quiet neighborhood. When he finished giving them a tour of the downstairs, he escorted them upstairs to show them the bedrooms and second bath. James showed them the bedroom that faced the street first. 

Melanie immediately said, "This will be my bedroom." She looked at James and asked, "Do you think this room would be great for me, James?"

Her voice was soft and sweet with a hint of playfulness. James did his best to stay professional, despite becoming infatuated with his client's daughter. He realized he had not immediately answered her and quickly retorted, "Absolutely. This bedroom has a large walk-in closet for your clothes and two large windows that face the street to keep your room well lit while you study."

Melanie smiled brightly and turned her head slightly to the side. "I only have a month of school left, then I am graduating." "Well, congratulations." James answered, surprised she was old enough to be graduating from high school already. Teenagers' age was so hard to guess nowadays and he didn't even attempt to guess anymore. He was at least twice her age and it seemed like it was just a few years ago that he was a teenager himself.

James showed his clients the two other spare bedrooms and saved the master bedroom at the back of the house for last. Mr. and Mrs. Samuel were pleasantly surprised by the size of the master bedroom and adjoining master bath. A few minutes later, James left his clients to walk through the house and discuss between themselves what they thought. He exited the front door and waited in the driveway. 

A few moments later Melanie joined him on the front driveway. "My parents are trying to decide whether they want the house or not.", she said to James as she approached him. She continued with a soft voice and sly smile, "I can convince them to buy the house though. You would like that wouldn't you?"

James wasn't sure exactly what she was asking. He knew the face value of her question, but he wasn't sure if there was more that she was implying with the question. He decided to answer the question professionally. "I want to find the house that best suits you and your parents' needs."

Melanie stood close to James, leaving just a few inches between them. "Would you like me to be your neighbor?" She paused a moment, then winked at him again.

James could feel his pants starting to stir. He knew for sure what she was implying with that question. He was quite sure she was interested in him and he was intrigued to learn more about her. "I think you and your parents would make great neighbors if you all decide this is the house for you."

Melanie wrapped her arms around James' right arm and looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. Her green eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Her look reminded him of a middle school kid in love. A slight smile formed on his face as he looked down at her. He could tell there was more she wanted to say.

Melanie could hear her parents' voices coming closer. She quickly whispered, "I will convince them to buy the house from you if you will be my tutor. I want to do what you do. What do you say?"

James wasn't sure exactly what she wanted him to tutor him in. He could again tell by face value that she wanted him to explain how his job worked, but he was not sure that was all she wanted from him. He thought about it a few seconds. He had a pretty full schedule with multiple clients, but he decided he could probably fit some free time in to be her tutor.

He replied, "Sure" just as her parents exited the front door. Melanie quickly pulled away from James and approached her parents. She walked over to her father and wrapped her arms around his left arm the same way she had just done to James. She turned and looked at James while seductively licking her lips.

Mrs. Samuel spoke first. "Thank you for showing us the house James. We want to discuss it a little further and see what our son thinks also. Do you mind if we have a day to talk it over?" 

"Not at all. If you decide this is the house that is best for you and your family, I will sit down and help you guys fill out the necessary paperwork. If it is not, I will find the perfect home for your family."

Melanie spoke up, "Daddy. I think this is the perfect home for us. I absolutely love it. It has a fenced in back yard for privacy, a big kitchen for mom, and large rooms for all of us. We have not found a house in this price range that is anywhere close to being as good as this. Say yes, daddy. Say yes, mommy." Melanie looked at her dad with the same puppy dog eyes James had seen earlier. 

"We will be right back.", Mr. Samuel said as he ushered his family back into the house.

James knew Melanie was certainly a sly vixen. She had a way of getting what she wanted. He knew she would be good in his business. Her cute, thin body, long tan legs, pretty face, full lips and sparkling green eyes would be a great asset for her in the sales business. James waited nervously, pacing back and forth in the driveway. He was certain this was going to be an easy deal.

After what seemed like an eternity, his clients joined him on the driveway. Melanie had the largest shit eating grin on her face he had ever seen and she was looking his up and down. James reluctantly pulled his eyes away from her and looked into the eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Samuel. He had learned long ago never to speak first. The first person to speak loses.

After a few moments, Mr. Samuel, who seemed to be the representative speaker for the family, spoke up. "We have thought about this a little more and talked it over. We are going to go put a bid in for the house."

James was excited and shocked at the same time. "Great. Let's go to my office and fill out the paperwork. I am sure this will be a great home for your family."

A few hours later, James was at home enjoying a beer and watching Saturday College Football on the television. He had a smile on his face that would not go away. He was certain the bank would accept the qualifying bid. The house had been in foreclosure proceedings for three years and the bank was anxious to get the house off their books. The Samuels had bid exactly what the bank was asking for the property. It was a great deal for everyone involved. Besides the deal, James was excited to get to know Melanie Samuel even better.

A few weeks later, the paperwork was completed and the contract was signed by the Samuel family. James was outside trimming bushes in his front yard Saturday morning when a moving truck pulled up to the house across the street. James put his clippers on the ground and removed his gardening gloves. He watched Mrs. Samuel hop out of the passenger side of the van, followed by Melanie. James' eyes practically popped out of his eyes. Melanie was wearing a skin tight t-shirt that hugged her body, a pair of zebra stretch pants that hugged her every curve and a black pair of Ugg boots. She looked over at him the moment her feet hit the concrete driveway. James waved to the family and quickly looked away, trying not to stare at Melanie. He said hello to his new neighbors and quickly made his way into the garage.

After cleaning up, James made a trip to the store. He picked up a few gifts for his new neighbors, then stopped by the office to tie up some loose ends. Around 5:00pm he returned home. The moving van was gone, replaced by an SUV and a car. He made his way to his front door on the side of his house. Just as he approached the door, he heard the front door across the street open. Melanie stepped out of the door and looked down the street, but not in his direction. James stepped toward his door and looked around the corner of the house in her direction. He could see her decent size breasts pressing against her shirt while she stood up straight, almost appearing to arch her back. He could see the stretch pants hugging her groin. He wished he had a close up view. He wondered what she was looking at. Melanie turned toward the house and looked through the window next to the door. She leaned down to pick something up off the ground. James could not help but stare at her ass which was pointed in his direction. He wondered if she knew he was there and was teasing him. He made his way inside. 

James put the variety of flowers into a vase and grabbed the other gifts, making his way across the street. He rang the doorbell and waited for an answer. Melanie opened the door and smiled at him. 

"Hello James. Are those flowers for me?"

"Well...I bought you and your family some house warming gifts."

"I will take these." Melanie said, grabbing the vase.

James took a moment to look at her up close. He hoped she would not catch him checking her body out, unfortunately her eyes were looking into his eyes when his head made its way back up to her face. She didn't say a word. She simply looked down at his crotch and licked her lips, then turned around and walked inside the house. James followed her to the kitchen where Mrs. Samuel was cleaning the sink.

"I brought you guys a broasted chicken, brownies and a bouquet of flowers. I figured your family might be hungry after moving in today and probably didn't feel like cooking, so I brought your family some food. The flowers should give the house a good smell. Oh, I also purchased a gift card for any decorations or updates your family may want for your new home."

Mrs. Samuel thanked James and gave him a big hug. Melanie gave her mom a dirty look. James set the chicken, brownies and gift card on the kitchen counter and said wished them a good day. He was making his way out the door when he heard Melanie shout.

"Wait up, James." Melanie rushed next to him. "I am ready for my first tutor lesson. Is it okay if I come over in a few minutes?" She looked at him with her puppy dog eyes and pouted her lips, then smiles with her sly vixen look.

"Sure. Come on over when you are ready." James was a little apprehensive, but decided to take her up on her promise.

A few minutes later, James heard a knock at his door. James answered the door to find Melanie standing outside the door. He stepped to the side and invited her inside. She took a seat at the couch and patted the seat next to her, signaling him to sit down beside her. James sat down next to her and turned to face her; she was already facing him, with her right leg folded under her butt and her left leg placed on the floor. Her hands were placed on her knees.

James began to explain the basics of the real estate industry when Melanie interrupted him. "Do you like what I am wearing today?"

James was startled by her question. It took him a moment to change his train of thought. "Yes. Your clothes are...how should I say...loud and form fitting I guess."

She followed his answer up with another question. "Do you like how my clothes fit my body? Do you think I am good looking?"

"Wow! Ummm." James stammered. "Yes, your clothes fit your shapely body well and yes, I think you are an attractive young girl."

"Oh, James." she said in a silly manner. "You know I am eighteen right? I am not a girl anymore. I like to think of my self as a young woman."

James felt relieved to know that she was of legal age. He could feel his eyes getting heavy, drifting away from her eyes and moving down to her chest. He could see her chest raise as she took a breath of air into her lungs. His eyes traveled briefly to her flat stomach before sinking to her spread legs. He peeked at her crotch, trying to see if he could see the outline of her young crotch. He knew he should not be looking or thinking this way about her, but he could not help himself. He could feel the tension in the room getting thick. Melanie scooted closer to him on the couch and rested her knees up against the side of his body. Her left knee rested against his knee and her right knee rested against his hip. He could feel the warmth of her skin against his body.

Melanie wrapped both of her hands around his left forearm and said, "Listen. I want you to tutor me, but not about what you think I want to be tutored about. Not right away, anyways. I want you to tell me enough about real estate that I have something to report back to my parents, but..."

Melanie intentionally paused, holding his attention in her figurative palms. She looked deep into his brown eyes with a serious look. It was the first time James had seen her look at him this way. He was confused by the first part of her statement. His mind was running wild, trying to guess what she was up to. If she didn't want to be tutored on real estate, then what did she want him to tutor her on?

She broke the silence a few moments later. "I have been saving myself for the right man. Soon, I will be going away to college and I want to know what to expect, no demand, from a man and to know how to please a man. I want you to teach me. Before you say anything, remember you promised to tutor me. If you won't do as I ask, I will tell my parents that you refused to tutor me. I have already told them you offered to tutor me. You don't want to start off on a foot with your new neighbors do you?"

James mouth was hanging wide open. He could not believe what he thought he heard. This beautiful young woman was asking him to teach her about sex? It was a fantasy dream come true on one hand, it was frightening on the other hand. "So exactly what are you asking of me?"

"James. I want you to show me how to please a man and show me what it feels like to be pleasured so that I will know what to demand from the guys at college. You are an attractive man, but you are way too old for me, in respects to a relationship."

"How do you want me to teach you? You want me to tell you what a man likes and what a woman likes?" James looked at her with a questioning look on his face.

Melanie stood up from the couch and pulled him within inches of her face. She looked him in the eyes and said, "No! I want you to show me. Now kiss me."

James hesitated only a brief moment before deciding to go all in. He placed his left hand on the small of her back and pulled her body against him. He looked her deep in the eyes, then moved his eyes to her lips, making sure her eyes followed his eyes. He bit his bottom lip as he stared briefly at her full lips before returning his view to her green eyes and leaning in to kiss her. His lips softly touched her mouth. Her soft, warm lips were a dream come true to him. It had been at least a year since he had last touched a woman and felt a woman's lips pressed against his mouth.

She did not kiss back at first. His lips sucked on her bottom lip then moved to her top lip. She did not want to show how nervous she was. This was her first time ever kissing a man in a romantic way. It wasn't that she did not have the chance to kiss men before, it was just that she knew the boys at her high school didn't know what they were doing and all they wanted to do was stick their rod inside her for a few seconds before exploding. She had heard from her friends how little satisfaction the woman received from the boys. She wanted an experienced man to show her what to do, to touch her and make her feel great. She was going to get what she wanted.

It was not long before her lips were instinctively kissing him back. The way he held her close made her feel hot and bothered. His staring into her eyes and lips before kissing her, made her feel so passionate and warm. She mimicked the movements of his lips while pushing his left hand down to her butt. James followed her lead and took a hand full of her butt cheeks. She moaned softly in his mouth and pushed her hips against his body.

James removed his hand from her butt cheek and placed her face in his hands, holding her still as he kissed her deeper, with more passion. He could feel his pants beginning to press against his slacks. Melanie started tugging at his dress shirt, pulling it from his slacks. She slid her hands inside his shirt and felt his naked stomach. His stomach was not tight and firm like her skin. He had a little padding, but was by no means fat. She unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt and pulled it over his head, along with his undershirt.

James let go of her face long enough to loosen his cuffs and assist her in removing his shirt. He placed his left hand on the back of her neck and started kissing her right neck. He could hear her breathing deepen and wondered to himself how wet she was. Melanie ran her hands up and down his chest just like she had seen a woman do on a porn movie she had watched at her female friend's house. His lips on her neck gave her chills she had never felt before now. He had been horny many times before today, but she had never imagined she could feel this horny. She felt a burning in the pit of her stomach continue to grow with each passing second. Her crotch was on fire.

Melanie pushed James' face away from her neck and looked with lust, deep into his eyes. "Show me how a woman is supposed to feel! Make me feel great."

James took her by the hand and guided her into his bedroom. He laid her down on her back and lay next to her. He slid her shirt over her head then reached behind her and unclasp her padded bra to reveal her luscious little breasts. Her pink nipples were hard and protruding from her perky breasts. Melanie did not realize she was holding her breath. James could see she was nervous. He leaned in and kissed her passionately, hoping she would momentarily forget she was half naked and relax. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held his mouth against her lips. His left hand slid up from her stomach to the center of her chest before slowly circling her outer breasts. His fingers inched closer to the center of her breast with each revolution. James slid his body down the bed until his mouth rested just in front of her left breast. He palmed her right breast with her hand and placed his lips on her left nipple. His lips surrounded her hard left nipple while his hand massaged her right nipple. He could hear her start to whimper softly. He took his time rotating back and forth from sucking on one nipple to the next. Melanie arches her chest to meet his lips with anticipation each time he switches breasts. 




The Tutor



His warm lips feel so much better and delightful than when she pulls on her own nipples while masturbating. She knew sexual contact felt great, but she never could have imagined the sensations would be so overwhelming and he had not even touched her vagina yet. She could feel herself panting under the skill of this man. 

Ready to move forward, James slid his left hand down the center of her chest until he reached her mound. His fingers made soft, tantalizing circles just above her vagina. She lifted her hips, yearning for him to go further. She knew how great her hands and mini vibrator felt on her vagina, she was anxious to feel the touch of another person. He did not delay long, sliding his fingers over her lips, massaging them through her stretch pants. He could feel the wetness soaking through her clothes. Remembering she had to go home, he adjusted himself on the bed so that he could remove the rest of her clothing. 

Pulling her boots off her feet after unlacing them, James dropped them onto the floor. He slowly put his hands on her hips while she watched him. He could see the lust with a hint of fear in her eyes. She lifted her hips while he slid her pants and panties off her hips and down her legs. James lifted her left leg and kneeled between her long legs. The separation of her legs revealed her sopping wet lips with juices running down the center of them. He smiled seeing how excited she is already. He ran his right hand over her bare mound and glistening lips. She moaned as the tip of his index finger grazed her swollen clit.

He slowly separated her lips with both his hands and very slowly slipped his middle finger inside her walls. Her hips jumped, pushing his finger in deeper. Her breath became sharp and short. She could feel the burning desire in her groins grow like throwing gasoline on an open flame. His finger slowly moved in and out of her lips. He could feel her tight walls grasping his finger, as if to say "don't go" each time he pulled his finger from inside her lips. 

"No more teasing. More. More. More!" she exclaimed while leaning up and grabbing his head with her hands, pulling him forward.

His body collapsed on top of her body, pushing the breath out of her chest. She grunted then forcefully pushed her mouth against his mouth. She sucked on his face and guided his right hand between her legs, placing it on her protruding clit. His fingers blindly moved inside her hood and began to skillfully circle her revealed clitoris. She began humping his fingers, moaning deep inside his throat. Mixing it up, James placed his thumb on her clit and buried his middle finger deep inside her while laying next to her body.

The aroma of her scent started to fill the room as he massaged her closer and closer to an orgasm. Unable to breath, she pushed his lips away from her mouth. He moved his lips to her neck and sucked on the skin behind her ear. She grabbed a handful of his hair while she did her best to hump his finger. Waves of intense pleasure flooded her nervous system until her hips locked and her body shuddered like she was having a seizure. James withdrew from inside her while her body sunk into the mattress. "Oh my goodness." Melanie panted. "That was awesome. Next time...your mouth."

After regaining her composure, Melanie took a quick shower. Her body felt so alive. She could not wait until the next time. She realized her panties were soaked. She could not believe how wet they were. She did her best to absorb the moisture with tissue paper before putting them on. She noticed the time and quickly dressed.

Melanie had not thought about the effect the events had on James. She saw the bulge still in his pants. She wondered what a real penis looked like. She wanted to see it so bad, but knew she had to go before her parents became too suspicious. She quickly rubbed his crotch as she walked past him, heading for the door. "Maybe I can take care of that for you next time.", Melanie said with a wink as she looked back at James, before closing the door behind him.



The Tutor



It was a rainy day after my summer school class, I was 18 going to prep before college. I got a lift to the tutors, she was an amazingly cheerful woman, late 40's, always made my day with her smile and always surprised me with how deliciously intriguing she was to me, even though we had decades between us. 

The woman that gave me a lift was an unconfident driver, and would not pull down the driveway of the tutors house. She was convinced the rain would make it impossible for her to get back out of the driveway...so I got out in the down-pour. I wasn't going to argue with her...she was my nanny, and now, sole caretaker, after the accident. The rain soaked my clothes, which consisted of a pair of khakis and a black t-shirt, both of which were sticking to me. As I made my way to the front door of the tutors place she could see me through the window and ran to the door opened it, she widened her eyes and showed her remarkably white teeth grinning as she frantically motioning for me to come inside with haste.

I came through the door and she stood there looking at me with a "what the hell?" smile still on her face. We both laughed and I took my book-bag off and put it on the welcome mat.

"Im going to get you a towel." she said and ran off to her laundry, just off the office. I kicked off my shoes and waited. Standing there, I could feel the moisture seeping deeper into my clothes and into my underwear... my underwear, Is a story in its self. It was a tad a-typical. My nanny had been the one to give me a pair of Jockey string bikinis she grabbed from Walmart. She mistakenly thought they were normal underwear. I wore them and liked them...she never said anything about it or attempted to correct the mistake. They would just appear clean in my drawer, folded nicely. So when it came time to get new undies, I would go online to order new ones in the same fashion. Over time, I tried different brands and styles and had a little collection of fun undies from string bikinis to very sparse and revealing pouches with a g-string back. I occasionally would wear normal boxers for sporting events etc, but for the most part, stuck to the bikinis. The tutor came back from the laundry and tossed me a soft warm towel.

"Jeeze, you got soaked." She said as she watched me attempt to dry myself from top to bottom. I only successfully stopped the dripping and sopping from getting worse and the towel was at capacity, I stood there still in clothes that appeared to be fresh from the washer. It was hot out, and the AC was on, making my body feel like it was wrapped in tin foil.

"Thanks!" I said and handed her the towel back.

"You look so uncomfortable..." she said with a chuckle.

"It's not great." I muttered in agreement. She studied me for a moment and then hung the towel on the coat rack.

"I'll throw your stuff in the drier while we are working, ok?"

"It's ok." I said bashfully, knowing I'd have to be well...naked for this plan to work.

"Keep your skivvies on, and I'll get you a blanket." She said as she walked again into the office and grabbed a blanket off the love seat.

"Ok hand em over." She said as she held the blanket out, mantling me like a make-shift curtain. My cheeks flushed and I could feel my blood turn to ice as I realized I would be wearing bikinis today, no sports, no locker-room.

"Honestly I'll be ok..." She interrupted me

"No, you're not sitting on my furniture soaking wet kiddo." She said as she smiled a matter of fact smile at me.

"Ok...I um"

She sighs; "You got nothing I haven't seen before kiddo, just take the wet stuff off and wrap up." She said now staring and waiting.

I took off my shirt with some difficulty, it skidded accords my skin and made a tarp like sound as it passed over my head. She grabbed it and one side of the blanket fell, as she now didn't have enough hands. I then unbuttoned and slid down my pants, clumsily, hopping around for a moment, trying to be quick. I was hoping to just hand them off and have her not notice my rain-soaked, bikinis. I could feel the air hit my body like a cold nebula. The thin, cotton string-bikini I wore was damp and clung to my package; it looked heavy and created a scalloped pattern of tension waves, starting at the head of my cock and splaying out to the strap that held up the pouch. 

I'm not going to lie, it looked magnificent, and the light baby-blue color when wet, made for a rather transparent carapace. I straightened up and gained my balance. She grabbed the pants and I could see her eyes dart across my groin area. She put her arms down at her sides and did not give me the blanket as I thought she would. A huge smile struck across her face, blushed a bit and nodded.

"Those..." She said as her smile widened to almost a laugh "Those are cute!" She said as she then make eye contact. I had no idea what to say, I just stood there, I had a feeling of a weight being taken off my shoulders, a huge weight, which gave way to a little twinge of arousal.

Before I could say anything, she tossed me the blanket and walked to the laundry with my clothes. "Ok kiddo let's do this," she said ushering me to join her in the office.

I wrapped myself in the blanket and grabbed my books and got ready on the office. It was a quaint and cozy place. She and I were side by side as with most tutors, and she and I would labour away on which ever horrible math assignment I had for the day. As the session went on, I became less and less aware of the blanket, and the front of it would start to part open, revealing my torso and groin, and I would pull it back together as we tried to find X, or solve for Y. At one point she leaned forward to grab her TI-83 and her t-shirt was pulled up. A white silky line was revealed for a moment, tracing her hip as it peeked out of her jeans. My eyes scanned the strap back to where there would usually be more fabric, but saw barely any as the panties disappeared into the crevice at the small of her back and into her cleft.

She spied me looking and smiled. "Hey kiddo. up here." I acted like I had been looking elsewhere and got distracted from my math problem. As per usual, I found tangents to talk about and ways to distract from the work at hand. She would humor me and listen intently then steer me back to the task. During one such tangent I gesticulated and the blanket fell to the sides completely revealing my body, and my package gingerly resting on my thighs, shrink-wrapped in the thin cotton and displayed in a nice bundle. She once again darted her eyes to my groin and left them there for a tad longer than before and then got her business face on.

I started to reach down and grab it to begin bundling myself again

"Alright, forget about the blanket, no more distractions, lets plow through this before our time it up ok?" I did as she said. And I started to work.

"And so, if this is the only variable this is the...?" She asked.

"I can't remember, crap..." I said leaning on the desk with my elbows.

"You are so funny" she said as she reclined for a moment folding her arms. "you remember everything, but this stuff..."

I sighed and leaned back; "yeah I know... I just hate it." I said turning my head to look at her.

She bites her lip; "I feel like with the proper motivation you'll get this." She said matter of fact. She reached down and undid her button on her jeans. "You like sexy undies right?" I said nothing eyes wide.

"Yours are really cute, don't get me wrong, but mine are pretty killer too." She locked her eyes on me and arches her back coyly, as she slowly pulled her fly down and revealed the front triangle panel, bright turquoise, slack with the fabric having been displaced by the friction of the jeans on the obviously not very secure panties. She pulled up the panel a bit to make it peek out, revealing two slivers of her pelvis on either side, where usually there would be pubic hair, but on her, it was clean and smooth.

"What do you think?" She said smiling at me. My cock immediately responded by filling my bikinis a tad, giving me a half-mast erection.

"I...those are hot." I said back trying to gain some conviction to my voice.

She smiles again, that mouthwatering smile and giggles "Tell you what" She leaned forward resting her chin on her hands, "I'll show you more if you can get these next couple problems."

I smiled, "Ok." We then resumed the session as if nothing had happened, me laboring over the problems and she perched on her elbows inches from me pointing and guiding my mind through the work. All I could think about was how the rest of her panties would look on her.

"Nailed it." She said making fist and a celebratory gesture over her head. As she leaned back she arched her back against the back of the chair and stuck her finger in the belt loops of her jeans.

"Now you get to have a better look." She said straining a bit as she pulled the jeans down and off her body. She sat there in her t-shirt and panties and some socks the that came to her calfs.

"Aren't we a pair?" She said with a giant smile and a chuckle. Her panties were tiny. The white straps were spaghetti thin, and the fabric was a polyester silk blend that when she pulled them up and adjusted them, pulling the partial coverage of the back out of her cleft, made a beautiful pouch, as if her pussy was just painted a different color and texture. I stared and became aware that I was getting fully erect. My cock was now pulling, no raging against my pouch with such fervor, that is was starting to pull the fabric away from my body, showing a little bit of the flesh beneath.

"Ha! You do like them!" She then plucks the strap on my bikini like a guitar string, gazing like a day dream at my cock jostling around in the cotton hammock. She brings her finger tips as if about to caress the head through the fabric, when as if being ripped out of a wet dream, the drier buzzes and she looks at the laundry room door, then at me for a moment and shrugged. "Your clothes are ready." I was visibly unhappy by this revelation.

She meditated for a moment; "But tell you what, we ain't done yet." She said and slid her chair back to the desk. "I think we can finish all this work before you ride is here, but we'll need to step up the pace a bit." She reaches for a jar of something that was tucked behind the pencils and nick-nacks. Its a small jar of Vaseline, I had seen her use it religiously on her lips, I assumed she was grabbing it for this purpose.

"Ok kiddo slide back a moment." I studied her face, totally normal grin, I slid back my chair and she looks down.

"Just delightful, my god, and those undies are unreal, little wet bikinis on a giant ..."

She covers her mouth as if she has let the cat out of the bag. I chuckled, it wasn't news, I knew I had a big dick...

"Thanks..." I say with a grin.

"Ok I got an idea, slip that hog of yours out." She says as she pops the lid on the Vaseline and uses an index finger to get a dime sized mound of it scooped up.

"Ok" I say in a dreamlike voice...a hot flash washes over my entire body as I look down at my straining bikini, my hands go to my waist and I grabbed the front of my pouch an pulled it down, peeling it away, the head caught in the fabric cohesion, it let go only when it has enough force to launch the entire shaft like a catapult; it came springing out, resting, slightly slouching to the left towards the tutor. She looked at it endearingly and shifted her body forward to get a better purchase and then tapped the top of my cock, at the base of the head just below its swollen, pink, fleshy helmet, the Vaseline sticks like a dollop of cool whip.

"There" she says with a laugh and returned her jar to its place. She then gestured for me to push myself back into the table and I do. We began to work again. I finished a problem correctly and I looked to her with anticipation. She didn't look at me and turned the page to the next problem, when I turned my attention back to the book, I felt her hand grab the shaft of my cock under the table with her righthand, warm, firm yet delicate, and and she began massaging the Vaseline into the head of my penis. 

"Good, next one." She said again not looking from the book, no acknowledgment of the actions under the table, just her shoulder shrugging slightly from her gripping, rubbing and kneading. It was hard for me to concentrate completely, but I managed to get another problem solved. Again no engagement, just a nod and then her fingers flipped down, fanned out, dexterous and experienced, she flicked the elastic band of the pouch down, you could hear a fluttering snap as she quickly released my balls, they poured out and sagged, now they came into play. It was almost too much, and I started groaning, threw my head back and involuntarily pushed my chair back an inch or two.

"ah ah ah, we're not done yet." She said.

I brought myself back from my pleasure cruise by adjusting my posture and siting upright, but she didn't miss a beat, I could see her hands since I moved back, her right still gripped and rubbed my cock, her thumb and fore finger applied pressure just as they skated over the crest of the head and stopped to twirl and dip into the urethra for milliseconds. Her left hand was now gently massaging my balls and playing with the fabric holding my package up in an offering, making my cock and testicles appear to be their own entity. She began to get more into the process, she leaned forward into her work and her thighs enveloped her panties. I could see her modestly plump and sexy curves as they mingled with the straps of her panties, and the now lightly bunched silky front panel seeping into her pussy.

"I...I can't." I pout.

She stopped everything and looked at me with a bit of despair. I involuntarily gasped. She got up from the chair and turned, her beautiful ass is barely covered by the back of the garment, purposely too little to cover her peach like ass. She knew they were too small, when she got dressed that morning, she had a similar rush as I did, knowing how sexy she looked under her clothes. She pulled out the fabric that had snuggled into her cheeks and placed it back daintily, arching her back again as if a subject of a painting, and pouting her lips as if to say it was improper to have it slipping into her cleft, creating a glorious little water fall of shiny fabric into her flesh. She then grabbed the book off the table and walked seductively, her hips and frame iterated every step with a carnal giggle, and sat down on the love seat.

"Ok then, I'll finish this work for you tonight." She says as she nestles into the couch and leans back. snatching the paper and pencil from between the pages and popping the pencil in her mouth.

I just looked at her sullenly.

"But under the condition that you finish me." She said spreading her legs and leering at me from behind the book.

Her panties were barely on her, they had pulled tightly against her body and rolled up a bit from "getting comfy" rocking on the couch. The pouch that held her pussy, which she had gloriously displayed for me before now darkened with moisture and slipped into the gentle slopes and gullies where legs became crotch. She pointed to it with her pencil.

"eat up." She commanded.

Then went about doing the work I was supposed to finish for tomorrow. 

I got up from my chair and walked over to her eagerly, my cock wagging in the air as I walked, glistening with pre-cum and vaseline. I fell to my knees and tucked my face into the warm and cozy area where her thighs gently coaxed my face to her turquoise triangle. I could smell the sweet, clean smell of laundry sheets and body-wash, then the faint aroma of her body as I pushed my mouth into her, silky and wet and electric. I arched my back to get leverage, pushing from the balls of my feet, to start sucking, tonguing and playing...slurping and pulled on the panties with my right hand to keep them from interrupting me. She worked diligently for minutes, occasionally warped her body as if waving her pelvis into my mouth and joyfully cooed as she flipped through the pages. 

Then she clapped the book shut and made little pouting and cooing noises and muttered whispers of approval between quick gasps as I flicked at her clit with the point of my tongue... I knew she was close. She came with her eyes roll back for a moment, her body no longer contoured itself to me, it no longer cared about me pleasuring her, it was in a full throttle orgasm that was sending tremors through her entire body, enraging her mind sexually and making her chase the chemicals in her body with an animal-like ravenousness. Her thighs clamped tightly around my head as she leaned forward and grabbed my bikini, pulling the back of it up into my ass and and bared down, gritted her teeth and seethed as she tugged on it like a leash. She reeled her self forward and smothered me as she convulses driving and grinding her pussy against my mouth so hard it pushed my lips away and her clit grinds against my teeth. She relaxes and the panties snapped forward from their strained position, and she jumped a little as her now sensitive spot its spanked by the returning fabric. She Sits up and laughs as I come up for air, wiping my mouth. 

She sighs and lets out a long descending "Hoooooooo!"

"Atta boy, I think we've hit a stride here kiddo." She said as she took off her panties and hung them on my still erect cock.

"Thats all for tonight...Let see if next time you can complete your assignment, like you just did me."

There was the faint smell of honey...

END



The Tutor



I was a college professor for 10 years when my wife left me and I was about 35 and I never remarried. To help make ends meet, I tutored on the side. I made a good salary, but extra money never hurts. My wife had left me for another woman and that pain hurt deeply. It would be bad enough to lose your wife to another man, but losing her to another woman was devastating. I should have seen it coming, but I guess I was naive.

Anyway, I took on tutoring part time to take up some time and extra money never hurts, like I said. I got a lot of high school students and occasionally, some college kids. When I would get a female, my mind would always wonder what it would be like to make love to them. I kept pretty busy between teaching and tutoring and one day, I got a call from a woman who was desperate. Her daughter was having a tough time in her senior year of high school and she might have to repeat it. 

This woman sounded very well off and she made arrangements to meet with me to talk about her daughter. She came over to my home one evening and I let her in and directed her to the living room, where we could talk. She was well off, and a looker too. I watched her ass under her dress as she walked ahead of me and my mouth watered. I offered her something to drink and got it and returned. She sat on the sofa across from me and as we talked, her legs drifted apart and I could see her panties slowly come into view. She accentuated her talking with her hands and as she did her well sized tits bounced in their confining bra. 

We talked about how important it was for her daughter to graduate so she could get into college in the fall. After a few minutes, her legs were several inches apart and I could clearly make out her crotch and saw the shadow of her dark pubic hair against her white panties. This caused my cock to begin growing and I tried not to seem obvious as I fidgeted to relieve the pressure on it. "My Jessica simply must graduate, " she implored, 'And price is no object." I told her that I currently had two people I was tutoring and she assured me that she would gladly pay whatever I wanted to retain my services. 'Whatever I wanted,' and evil thought hit me. 

"Do you and your husband help Jessica with her studies?" I asked her. 

"Philip died two years ago," she said, "And he left me very well of, although lonely at times." 

I got up and moved and sat next to her, "What kind of tutoring does Jessica need?" I asked as I looked into her eyes. "General subjects," she replied and I slid my hand onto her thigh just below the hem of her dress. 'What the hell?' I thought, I don't really need her money and she could only get up and leave. She smiled at me and I moved my hand up her thigh and under her dress and she bent over and kissed me and snaked her tongue into my mouth. 

My hand reached her twat and her panties were moist and I glided my finger over her slit as she tongued my mouth deeper. Our kiss broke and she lay back against the back of the sofa as my other hand went to her large chest and massaged it through her dress and bra. I kissed her neck and drifted towards her chest with my mouth. She reached up and started unbuttoning her dress all the way to her waist and I slid my hand inside and over her bra covered tit and kneaded her flesh and she quietly moaned as I sucked the exposed top of her tit. Her pussy began to wet my fingers as I rubbed her slit and I knew she was getting very excited. 

She removed my hands and stood, I thought it was all over, but she shrugged her dress off her shoulders and stepped out of it and went behind her and unclasped her bra and let it hit the floor also. She never took her eyes off of me as she slowly took her panties off and stepped out of them too. I had been screwing one of my pupils, a college girl, and here before me was a grown up woman! Not that the college girl was at all unfavorable, but this woman obviously needed me as much as I needed her and the college girl just fucked me to keep from paying me. 

This bitch could do both! I drank in her body, her 38 tits, her neatly trimmed pussy and her inviting mouth. She dropped before me and unzipped my pants and fished my hard on out and drew it to her mouth. She nibbled on the head, then slowly drew the rest into her mouth as she stroked my balls.

She had some difficulty because of my position on the sofa and stood up and beckoned me to my feet, where she removed my pants and shorts and dropped to her knees again and took my whole cock in her mouth. My hands went to the back of her head and gently guided her head as she sucked my cock. She drew my cock all the way in her mouth and then when she came back up, she'd swirl her tongue around the head and lick down the underside of the shaft, before putting it back in her hot mouth. 

After several repetitions, she jammed me in her mouth and sucked me hard and fucked me with her mouth. I came with a ferocity I hadn't known for a long time as I flooded her waiting mouth and she sucked it down. She kept sucking me as my cock deflated and looked up at me wanting more. 

She stood up and drew my hands to her fleshy tits and I massaged them and she kissed me again. I pinched her nipples and they got hard as pebbles in between my fingers and I lowered my head and sucked them and she threw her head back and moaned. I fingered her again and felt her spread her legs to give me better access and my thumb was massaging her clit and her juices ran over my hand. 

She arched her back and moaned loud as I did all of this and her orgasm wracked her body. I led her to my bed and laid her out on it and crawled between her legs and she opened her legs and I plunged my tongue into her wet twat. It was like electric shock as her muscles constricted and she wrapped her legs around my head as I ate her. I looked up and she was kneading her ample tits as I sucked on her clit and she exploded again almost breaking my neck with her legs. 

She relaxed and I moved up her body with my tongue and lowered my cock to her wet snatch and slid it in. I squeezed both of her tits together and sucked on both nipples at once as I rammed my cock into her. Her head was rocking back and forth as I fucked her and sucked her tits. I eased up some so that the angle changed and as I hit bottom, my cock hit her clit and she exploded once again and screamed out and I joined her, emptying my cock into her hot pussy. 

I collapsed on top of her and played with her big tits as I lay there. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, "God, I needed that!!" she told me and laughed. 

'Me too,' I thought. 

I rolled off of her and lay next to her and she cocked up on one elbow, "You can have more of that," she said ," and your usual fee besides. Jessica needs to pass." 

I contemplated awhile and then said, "It's a deal," and she kissed me. 

She lowered herself to my cock and began sucking me again and I lay back and watched her work, she was so talented. She soon scooted around and threw her leg over my head and offered her pussy to my mouth again and we ate each other. We both had another orgasm and then she got up and went into the bathroom and cleaned up. She got dressed and sat next to me again, "Would you like to make $500 extra?" she asked. 

"Sure," I told her thinking she wanted something kinky. 

"I want you to fuck Jessica too," and she smiled as I was dumbfounded. 

"Jessica is a virgin and she is afraid of sex. It won't be easy, but I will make her cooperate, when you hold the purse strings, they come around," and she shot me a grin.

She rubbed my cock and kissed me again, "You do it so well, she'll enjoy it!" she told me. The next afternoon, she showed up with Jessica. She was a very plain looking girl, nothing hot, but there was potential. 

"Jessica, whatever he says, you do!" she told her. 

"Yes, mother," she groaned. She left and Jessica and I began working on her studies. She was not at all like her mother, very plain, very small chest baggy clothes and no makeup at all. I spent the first hour on school and saved the last two for sex education. As we finished the school work, I told her to stand up and strip. 

"Unuh," she replied, "But your mom told you to do whatever I asked," I told her. 

"No one but the doctor has ever seem me naked," she replied. 

I grabbed her by the hair and jerked her up and stood in her face, "You will strip or I'll strip you!!" I screamed at her and she reluctantly started.

She started with her shirt and I was right, very small tits in an ugly yellow bra. She pulled her sneakers off and undid her jeans and pushed them down and stepped out of them and stood there. Ugly yellow panties to match! 

"Keep going," I said and she covered her tits and her crotch and stood there. I walked up and jerked her panties down and ripped them off, I didn't like them anyway. I reached for that ugly yellow matching bra and she stopped me and took it off and her hands went back to cover herself. I slapped her on the ass and she let out a yelp and my handprint came up on her cheek, rosy red. 

"Put your fucking hands at your side," I ordered and she complied. I started to run my hands over her and she covered up again, and I sat down and pulled her over my lap and started spanking her cute, white bottom. She screamed as my hand kept coming down.

"You will obey me Jessica!" and she nodded her head ok, and I massaged her red ass cheeks as she lay on my lap. I stood her back up and returned to my inspection, 'Not quite a handful of tit flesh,' I thought as I handled them. I tweaked her nipples and they got hard, they looked good as they stood out from her meager tits. Her ass was blood red from her spanking, it wasn't a bad ass, very small though. I rubbed her crotch and she jumped and I grabbed a hand full of her pubic hair and pulled, she screamed. 

"Too much hair Jessica," I told her. I moved her over to the barstool and sat her down and got the scissors and razor and went to work. She watched me intently as I trimmed her bush and then shaved it. I rubbed my hand over it afterwards to admire my handiwork, smooth!! I pushed her legs open and started running my fingers up and down her pussy, gliding deeper with each stroke and I heard her breath quicken. A slight moan escaped her lips as I hit her clit and she had her eyes closed, so I bent over and took her nipple in my mouth and sucked it and her moaning increased. Her tits were so small, I could almost get it all in my mouth as I sucked and fingered her. 

I picked her up and sat her on the end of the breakfast bar and laid her on her back with her legs dangling over the end of the counter and moved under her legs and propped them up on my shoulders. Her pussy smelled good as my face neared it and I snaked my tongue through her slit. I licked her up and down and her breathing was getting erratic and she almost passed out when I sucked her clit into my mouth and nibbled on it. 

She was very confused, I'm sure she'd never had these sensations before. Her pussy had become very wet and felt very tight as I fucked her with my tongue. Her muscles were trying to squeeze my tongue as I pushed it into her and her feet were pounding into my back as she screamed out and a flood of juice filled my mouth. 

She looked at me with amazement as I helped her off the counter, and I said, "Questions?" She was a little lightheaded and I caught her before she fell and sat her down. 

She looked up at me, "That was incredible," and shot me a grin, "It can be, "I replied.

"Don't you worry about a girl peeing in your mouth when you do that?" she asked.

"When you do that Jessica, peeing is the furthest thing from your mind," and she blushed.

"Next time, you'll learn to do that to me," I told her, "I've never seen one before," she admitted. I motioned for her to come sit between my legs and I pulled my pants and shorts down and her eyes grew wide and she looked embarrassed. I took her and moved it to my cock and wrapped her fingers around it. 

She dropped it and screamed, "It moved!!" as my cock started to grow. I laughed, "They do that honey, don't be afraid of it," and she slowly took it back in her hand and felt it's contour. 

"It sure is getting big," she was infatuated with it, I took her hand and showed her how to stroke it and she giggled as it quickly grew beyond her hand. "What are these?" she asked as she pointed to my balls. "They are testicles Jessica, that's where the sperm comes from."

"Not the pee?" she asked and I smiled at her innocence, "No honey." She kept stroking my cock and I told her to lick her hand and then stroke it and she did. "It's much easier this way," she remarked at her new found toy. 

"Would you like to kiss it?" I asked her.

"Can I?" she replied.

"Sure, just pull your mouth to it and kiss it," and she slowly pulled her mouth to it and stopped. 

"You won't pee in my mouth, will you?" 

I laughed, "No honey," and she kissed it lightly on the head, it felt great! 

"Kiss it all over honey, it likes it," and she put kisses all up and down the shaft and the head and even kissed my balls. She kept stroking it and smiled up at me, "Would you like to see it cum?" I asked her. 

"Ok," she said and I told her to stroke it faster and to point it at her tits and she did. I had her spit in her hand to lube it more and she jacked me faster and I could feel it building and said, "Point it at your titties honey, it's about to squirt."

"Not pee!!" she yelled. 

"No, not pee honey," and she jerked it and it spit all over her tits and neck and stomach. "It's so hot!!" she said as she touched it with her free hand, "and sticky too." One last rope hung from the head and I told her to taste it and she reluctantly eased her head up and licked it off with her tongue. The rope hung down from her tip of her tongue and she was afraid, "It's ok honey, just take it in your mouth," and she did and she made a face as she did. 

"It's salty," she said, "but not too bad." She didn't want to let go of my cock as she sat there rubbing the cum onto her tits. I got her up and washed her off and she got dressed and I did too. She gave me a hug, "Thank you for helping me," she said and gave me a kiss on the lips. The doorbell rang and it was her mother. Her mom told her to wait in the car while she paid me and Jessica left. 

Her mom dropped to her knees and pulled my cock out, "I've been thinking about this all fucking day!!" she half yelled as she jammed it in her mouth and sucked furiously. Since I had just cum on Jessica's tits, it took a few minutes of sucking for me to fill her mouth and she swallowed it down. 

She put my cock away and stood up and kissed me. "Jessica needs some sexy underwear," I told her, "The shit she wears just doesn't cut it." She handed me $150 and said,"Ok, no problem, see you Thursday," and left. 

Jessica showed up Thursday, right on time and we began our school work. She seemed very interested to finish it quickly so we could move on, She did real well and then we moved to our other studies. "Can I see your penis again?" she asked all giddy. 

"Ok," I said and she unbuckled my pants and dropped them and then my shorts and it sprang up and slapped her on the chin. She giggled and caught it with her hand and started stroking it like last time and she spit in her hand this time without me saying anything. She stroked it and rubbed my balls at the same time, "Remember Jessica, this time it goes in your mouth," and she froze. 

"It's ok honey, it won't hurt you," and she slowly moved her mouth closer to it. Her hot breath made it jump and it poked her in the nose and she giggled. "Make an O with your mouth Jessica and push your mouth over it," I instructed her and slowly she did. Once the head cleared her lips I told her to suck on it like it was a Tootsie Pop and she did. I eased forward and pushed more of it into her mouth and she jumped, then I started fucking her mouth, very slow at first so as not to freak her out. 

"Run your tongue around it while it's in your mouth," I told her and she did and she began sucking it in on her own without my thrusting. She started to get bold now and sucked more and more of it into her hot little mouth until it hit the back of her mouth and she gagged and jerked it out. 

"You have to go easy Jessica, so you get used to it," I tutored her and she put it back in her mouth and sucked it again, but not too far in her mouth. I could feel the warmth in my balls and I knew it wouldn't be long, so I put my hands on the back of her head and told her, "I'm going to squirt it in your mouth this time Jessica, and I want you to swallow it." She tried to pull it out and I held her head in place and fucked her mouth because she had stopped sucking. Her eyes got huge as my cock swelled and the first spurts hit her tongue and she coughed and gagged, but she swallowed most of it. 

She sat back and I looked down at her and there was a rope of cum hanging from her chin. She rubbed it up and into her mouth, "It tastes pretty good," she smiled, and brought her mouth back to my cock and sucked all the cum off of it and the last little bit out of it. "Next time Jessica, I won't have to use my hands, will I?" and she said no. "Will you put your mouth down there again?" he asked and pointed at her crotch. 

"Sure baby, take your clothes off and climb on the counter," and she started to strip. Her underwear was sexier this time as she stripped and she was up on the counter very quickly. "I put my hand down there in bed last night," she confided, "but it wasn't as good as your mouth." 

I smiled at her, "Did you cum?" 

She looked at me puzzled, "Did you get hot all over like when I did this last time?" and she smiled and said, " Yes, but not as good." 

She raised her legs and put them on my shoulders and I set about the task at hand. She began to moan as my tongue contacted her hot pussy and she clenched her fists as I sucked on her clit. "Relax baby and let go," I encouraged her and soon she was thrashing on the counter as her orgasm shook through her. 

After her orgasm, I got up and moved to her head and kissed her and plunged my tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself. She sucked on my tongue and I played with her miniature tits and she orgasmed again and shook all over. I carried her to the sofa and laid her down and started stroking her bald pussy and started inserting my finger and finger fucked her until I hit her hymen. 'Another day,' I thought to myself as I massaged her vagina and her clit. She reached down and stroked my cock as I fingered her, and she got off again. 

I told her she needed to practice her blow job again and she got on her knees and took my cock in her hand and stroked it and guided it to her mouth. She started slow and licked my shaft and kissed my balls before taking me back in her mouth. She practiced at it and felt confident that she was doing good and took more and more of me into her tight mouth. She worked it to the back of her mouth and finally managed to get it into the top of her throat and after a few trips there, I blew in her mouth. She swallowed it all down without any hesitation and licked my cock clean. "Great job," I told her and she smiled with my cock in her hand. It was so hard to believe that an 18 year old girl who had never even seen a cock before, could deep throat it after two times and swallow it all. 

We got dressed just before her mom showed up and she gave me a big kiss and ran to the car as her mom closed the door. "I need your cock in me today," she said as she bent over the sofa and pulled her dress up to reveal her naked cunt. The sight brought me an instant erection and I plowed into her cunt. She kneaded her tits as I slammed her pussy and soon we both screamed as we came and I let loose a flood of cum into her pussy. 




The Tutor



She raised up and kissed me and handed me another $150 and left. As she walked out, I saw my cum running down the inside of her leg. Jessica showed up the following Tuesday in a very sexy skirt and top. She came in and she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately, "Can I blow you?" she asked all excited. "I've been practicing on a banana at home and mom caught me. I told her I was just doing homework," she smiled. She got on her knees and extracted my cock, which was hard from seeing her sexy outfit, and sucked it between her lips. 

I closed my eyes and it was hard to tell that this was a mere child sucking my cock so expertly. She worked on my cock and soon was accepting it in the back of her mouth and was holding it there and milking it with her throat muscles. It was so intense, I blew my load in her throat as I pulled her head down on it. It was such an experience, that I came for the longest time, what a pupil!! She sat there on her knees, stroking my cock and smiled up at me with that innocent face and those big blue eyes. 

" Today is penetration day Jessica, do you know what that means?" I asked her. She looked at me in wonder, "That means that we are going to put my cock in your pussy, all the way." She stroked my cock, "Won't that hurt?", she asked like the child that she was, "Some," I said, "But you'll like it after the hurt stops," and pulled her to her feet and led her to the bedroom. She stripped and I set two pillows on top of each other in the middle of the bed, that would provide a better angle for penetration.

When I saw her naked body, my cock began to come up again, I had grown to adore that little body as I scanned it with my eyes. Even her negligible tits were alluring now and her neatly shaved mound and pouty pussy lips. I helped her up on the bed and lay her ass on the two pillows and helped her stabilize herself. Then I crawled between her legs and kissed that naked snatch and snaked my tongue over her clit and she began to moan. I licked her pussy and began tonguing her and she reached down and pushed my head into her twat as she bucked against my face. 

Soon, she was wracked with an orgasm and I licked her juices greedily as they flowed from that sweet pussy. As her orgasm ebbed, I looked up at her and she smiled at me. I reached over and got a condom and opened it, "What's that?' she asked innocently, "A condom," I told her," So you won't get pregnant." I slipped the condom over the head of me cock and rolled it down the shaft and then I got the KY jelly and fingered it into her opening and I massaged her clit as I did and she rolled her eyes back and moaned softly. I inched my cock to her tight twat and massaged the opening with it. Next, I slid just the head in and she tensed up as it cleared her outer lips.

"Relax, Jessica," I coaxed her. My mind was reeling, I had never taken a virgin before and although it excited me very much, I knew there would be pain for her and I had grown to love that sweet little girl. I pushed my cock in until I met her hymen and then stroked in and out up to the barrier to get her used to it. She relaxed and began to enjoy the sensations of my cock in her canal as I slowly stroked it in and out. I fingered her clit and as she began to orgasm again, I pushed through her hymen and put all of my cock into her. 

Her eyes flew open wide and she screamed and I began to work my cock in and out and soon, she began to push back and I could feel her vaginal muscles tightening around my cock as it moved in and out. It broke my heart to see the tears on her cheek, but she seemed to get into it now and began rubbing her tiny tits as I fucked her. She wrapped her legs around my back and fucked me back and had the best orgasm I'd seen from her yet.

When it subsided, I withdrew and removed the rubber and brought my cock up to that sweet mouth of hers and she sucked my cock until I too orgasmed. I have a hard time cumming in a condom and she made quick work of my needs as I filled her sweet little mouth with my jism. She didn't want to do it again that day as she said "it" was sore, so we worked on her school work until her mom picked her up. I still got my hug and kiss as she left, I was afraid she would resent me, but she didn't. 

Her mom handed me another $150 and closed the door. She stepped out of her panties and got on her hands and knees and flipped her dress over her waist and I could see her pussy glistening. My cock got hard and I fucked her doggy right there in the foyer. She screamed as she came and I pulled my sloppy cock out of her and pushed into her ass and rammed her brown hole. She came again and so did I spitting my cum into her ass. She pulled her panties on and gave me a peck on the mouth and headed out. Jessica showed up for her next lesson with a smile on her innocent little face. We worked on her school work and I never mentioned her sex education. 

After awhile, she looked at me and said, "Are you going to fuck my pussy again today?" I had thought that she would be hesitant about the subject, but she wasn't. "Mom took me to the doctor, and now I take pills so I won't get pregnant," she said nonchalantly. 

My cock jumped at the thought of no condom while I got to fuck her tight little pussy. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me and for the first time I felt a woman kissing me where a little girl once had. I picked her up and carried her to my bed and slowly helped her get her clothes off, and then she helped me with mine and locked her mouth on my cock and sucked me slowly and tenderly. 

My cock grew in her mouth and she pulled it out and pointed to her bald snatch and smiled. I told her to turn over and jacked her legs up off the bed and rubbed her ass cheeks as I guided my cock to her newly broken pussy. She gasped as my head slid through and moaned as the rest of it followed. I began pumping her tight box as my mind relished all the sensations that the condom had blocked. Her hardly used vaginal muscles constricted against my cock as I fucked her tight little cunt and she began to moan louder and I felt her vagina tighten up around me as she spasmed and came. 

My orgasm wasn't far behind as I filled her tight little box with my hot cum. She said she liked the hot cum squirting into her and milked my cock for every drop. I stayed inside her as my cock deflated and then she kissed me again and we lay there in each other's arms until almost time for her mom. Her mom was in a hurry tonight, so she just paid me and said she would make it up to me later and they left. It was a good thing, Jessica had really done a number on me and I didn't know if I could have cum again anyway. 

Next session, Jessica and her mom both stayed which caught me off guard. "I think it's time Jessica experienced a threesome," she said. As if on a cue, they both stripped and came over and started taking my clothes off, kissing and sucking me as they did. They had me lay back on the bed and Jessica's mom helped her mount me and got her into a rhythm of pumping my cock with her pussy and then she mounted my face and they both rode me.

Between her crotch, I could see them rubbing each other's tits and rocking on my mouth and cock. Jessica came first, showering my cock and balls with her cum as I felt it rolling over my balls, then her mom came in my mouth and her juices filled my mouth. that was the last straw and my jism squirted into Jessica's snatch. We all three lay on the bed with me in the middle. We had many threesomes after that and then when Jessica left for college, her mom would come by and fuck me several times a week and when she was home on break, Jessica would join us, it was heaven!!



The Tutor



I had always fantasized about taking a young virgin and teaching him everything I knew. As a tutor, I often had young people in my home giving them extra lessons for their GCSE’s and A-levels but they were usually so young that I didn’t even give them a second thought.

However, about a month ago I had a new 18-year-old pupil who was coming very close to the end of his A-level’s and needed some last minute coaching. He came round quite early in the evening long before my husband was due to finish work. I started talking to him about the usual – what he specifically wanted to learn what syllabus he was studying etc, but couldn’t help noticing how good-looking he was. His school shirt was untucked from his trousers and his tie was stuffed in his top pocket. His blonde hair was tousled and he looked cross and hassled. I stopped looking through his notes and asked him if there was something bothering him and did he want to talk about it. He was quite huffy to start with and said that he didn’t want to talk about it but I could see that he desperately needed to talk to someone so I tried to coax it out of him. ‘You won’t understand and you will just think that I am stupid’ he replied. ‘Try me’ I urged, ‘I can be very understanding’. I put my arm around his tense shoulders feeling his hot skin beneath his shirt. ‘Well the other boys tease me a lot and they were worse than usual today’ he said. ‘What sort of things were they doing to you?’ I asked. ‘Well they were...basically saying...they were teasing me because...I am still a virgin’ he muttered, blushing and trying to hide his face in his hands. ‘It’s not like I want to be’, he continued, ‘but I guess I have never had the opportunity’. I couldn’t believe that such a handsome boy had never been propositioned and I told him. He blushed even redder and explained that his parents were very strict and never let him out unless they knew exactly where he was going and with whom and that this had caused all of his friends to desert him. 

I felt so sorry for the young boy and held his body to me giving him a huge hug. He snuggled his head between my breasts and sobbed like a baby until he got rid of all the built up tension. As I held his body close to mine I could feel his heart pounding and I desperately wanted to do everything I could to help him. Once he had recovered I had a suggestion for him ‘How about I help you with your problem?’ I asked. ‘What could you possibly do?’ he sniffed. ‘Well I am not exactly an inexperienced women’ I replied. He looked up at me with his young swollen eyes and it suddenly dawned on him what I meant. As his body was still pressed against mine I felt his cock begin to swell. ‘Do you really mean……’ he trailed off as I began to kiss him. I ran my hands through his soft hair and gently probed into his mouth with my tongue. He was now hard, but I didn’t want to move too quickly as I wanted to make sure he knew exactly how to treat a lady correctly. 

‘The first thing that you have to remember is that it takes a woman longer to get aroused than it will take you, so you will need to help her. Do not rip her clothes off and grope her hard all over, gently undo her buttons and caress her slowly. If she wants you to go faster she will tell you.’ I indicated to him to start to unbutton my blouse and he carefully undid each button. I promptly did them back up and showed him how to slowly undo each one and open my blouse as he was doing it caress my neck and kiss my chest. His young soft kisses made me shudder and I could feel his soft stubble rub against me. His hands caressed my skin gentler than I had ever been caressed before. Once he had undone enough to reveal my breasts I taught him to undo my bra from the back so that he could slip it up and reveal my breasts. He fumbled with my clip his inexperience showing and I guided his hands and made him practice undoing it before I let him lift up the black lacy fabric to reveal my pert breasts. He stared hard at my naked breasts. I took his hand in mine and rubbed his fingers gently over them and then gently pinched my nipples between his fingers. They grew hard under his touch and he looked surprised. I shuddered with pleasure and had a desire to grab his head and make him chew my nipples until I came. However, the point of the exercise was to teach him how to be gentle and so I couldn’t let my desires interfere. Before I had chance to let him kiss my breasts my hall clock chimed and I realized that his lesson time was over. He heard it too and began to panic that he would have to go home and his parents would question him on what he had learned. I told him to tell them that I spent a long time doing an assessment of his progress by giving him a series of tests and I would prepare some exercises for him to do next time, which would improve his abilities. He smiled at my cleverness and with a fleeting wave he ran out the door, jumped on his bicycle and peddled furiously down the road.

By this time I was extremely horny and I knew that my husband was due home in half an hour. I quickly jumped in the shower rubbing myself all over with my husband’s favourite scented shower gel. I dried myself quickly and slipped on my sexiest lingerie, which was a pair of black crotch less panties and a black matching bra. Over the top I wrapped up in my husbands dressing gown to keep myself warm and I went back downstairs and busied myself with making tea eagerly awaiting my husbands return. He was late and I had already eaten my dinner and drunk my tea and he still hadn’t arrived. I was sitting on the kitchen stool rubbing my thighs together in anticipation. Then I heard the key in the lock I flung off his dressing gown and ran down the hallway to greet him. My pussy was tingling and before he even kissed me he had pushed his fingers into my sopping pussy. I moaned with pleasure as I unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock. I quickly wanked and sucked it until it was erect, spearing myself on it as soon as it was hard enough and furiously pumping for all I was worth. He grabbed my nipples and pulled one into his mouth and I imagined it was my student taking his first taste of nipples. This was enough to make me come to a shuddering orgasm and I moaned with pleasure as my husband thrust his cock into me through my orgasm causing it to last even longer and then he shot his sticky load into me. I rolled off him exhausted onto the floor, but I wasn’t satisfied. I knew that I wouldn’t be totally satisfied until my young student had filled me with his hot cum.

I couldn’t wait for my next session with my student. Fortunately his parents had booked him two lessons a week and always directly after school so there was no chance that my husband would be home when he was at the house. I couldn’t wait for his next session and I didn’t know what to wear. I decided on a short skirt and thin blouse with my favourite white underwear underneath. When he arrived he was wearing his sports kit – a polo shirt and shorts with trainers and I desperately wanted to run my hands up and down his tanned legs and up into his shorts but I couldn’t get carried away. ‘Shall we revise what we did last week and then build up from there?’ I asked and he responded by undoing my blouse slowly and kissing and caressing my chest and neck. Once he had undone all of the buttons his reached behind me and inexpertly fiddled with the clip until he had undone my bra. He lifted it up and began to caress my breasts with his young hands and his rubbed his fingers over my nipples. They instantly became hard and he looked up at me for approval. ‘Very good’ I replied. ‘Now, have you ever seen a naked woman before’, I asked more out of curiosity than anything else. ‘Some of the boys at school had porn mags but whenever I looked at them I got so hard that it was embarrassing…’ he trailed off obviously hurt by the memories and I held him close to me again resting his head between my naked breasts. I stroked back his blonde fringe and kissed his forehead gently. ‘Don’t worry’ I replied gently, ‘We will soon help that’. I gently sat him back on the chair and stood up straight. I removed my open bra and then unzipped my skirt letting it drop to the floor and stepped elegantly out of it. I then pulled down my knickers bending to slip them right down my legs and showing off my tight arse at the same time. Lastly I stepped out of my high-heeled shoes. I could see his erection dancing around in his shorts and he began to look embarrassed as he realized I was looking at it. ‘Don’t be ashamed, any woman would be pleased to see that, except maybe your Mum’. He smiled and ran his eyes up and down my body. ‘What do you feel like doing?’ I asked. ‘I want to touch you all over’ he replied. ‘What’s stopping you?’ I asked, sitting down on the floor in front of him with my legs spread so that he could get a good view of my pussy. He sat frozen still for a moment and just looked at me completely awestruck. 

He then began to touch me. He started by caressing my breasts again and then shyly began to kiss me trying to probe his tongue gently into my mouth. I responded by opening my mouth and sucking his tongue inside demonstrating my French kissing technique. At the same time I took hold of his hands and ran then over my breasts and then down my sides and over my hips. His hands froze as I guided them towards my pussy so I stopped and let him take over. His held both of my breasts in his hands and looked at them as if they were made of gold and bent to slowly kiss them. ‘Do you mind if I try something?’ he asked. ‘Of course not – try anything, I will soon tell you if I don’t like it’. He took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked it gently and ran his tongue over it. He was so gentle I couldn’t wait to feel his tongue on my clitoris but I knew that it would be unfair to rush him at this early stage. As he sucked harder I couldn’t help myself and I began to finger my clitoris. He watched me curiously and I gasped with pleasure as he began to kiss my inner thighs and stare at my pussy. ‘You are probably wondering why it is so wet and juicy,’ I said and he nodded. ‘Well when a woman gets turned on she produces this liquid from her pussy in order to make it easier for the man to slide his cock inside her. Do you want to touch it?’ He shook his head and I realized that I had moved a little too fast for him.  ‘I need to come now. You know how it feels to need to come?’ He nodded and I began to rub my clitoris furiously and I pushed two fingers deep inside my pussy. ‘See where my fingers are?’ He nodded ‘That is where a man slides his cock inside a woman’. He gasped at me mentioning this and then he sat up suddenly and looked embarrassed. ‘You came didn’t you’ He nodded miserably. ‘Please don’t be embarrassed. It is very flattering that you came because you were looking at me. Do you mind if I come too?’ He smiled and shrugged and I started to push three fingers inside my throbbing pussy and rub my clitoris, as I was so desperate to come. To my delight he began to kiss the insides of my thighs again and then he leaned over me and sucked my nipples when he licked them with his tongue I came almost immediately with a loud moan of pleasure.

I decided that it was about time I got to see his body so next time I approached him about it. ‘Would you mind taking your clothes off so that I can see your body. You have seen me naked I think that it is time that I saw you naked.’ He looked at me shyly ‘I am just a young boy you won’t be attracted to me’. ‘Please can you just try me. Don’t be shy.’ He nodded and began to undo his shirt buttons revealing his muscular chest. I couldn’t help myself and I began to gently caress it but his shied back so I stopped and sat on my hands. He bent down and undid his shoes kicking them off and pulling off his socks. He undid his trousers and let them drop to the floor lifting his eyes up to meet mine and then hiding back behind his fringe he turned around to drop his pants and I got to see his muscular arse. I wanted to take one cheek in each hand but I knew that he was embarrassed enough as it was so I left him alone and let him slowly turn around. I didn’t stare at his cock, as I knew that he wouldn’t like it so I quickly glanced at it and noticed that it was about the same size as my husbands. He shivered with cold and I beckoned him over and held him close to me to keep him warm. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and buried his head in my chest sobbing. I rocked him gently and asked him what the matter was. He didn’t seem to want to stop so I ran upstairs to get my husbands dressing gown to wrap him in and made him a warm drink. He snuggled into the warmth of the dressing gown and wrapped his hands around the cup as if he had just been out in snow. He looked up at me his eyes red and swollen and smiled appreciatively. ‘I’m sorry’, he said ‘It’s just that every time I have to take my clothes off for showers at school all of the others boys tease me saying that I have a virgin dick and that you can tell by looking at it because it is so small and that no girl will every want me. ‘A large tear ran down his cheek. I sat down next to him and held him in my arms. ‘You have to take no notice of what other boys say. How are they supposed to know what girls will think of you? I think you have a very nice sized cock.’ I put my hand inside his dressing gown and began to gently stroke his cock looking at him for approval. He smiled at me so I continued wanking him and once he started to become hard I slipped my mouth over his cock. I licked around his head and began to thrust my head up and down on his cock. He sighed with pleasure and said ‘is this okay? Does it taste okay? Do you mind if I come?’ I nodded in response to each of these questions without lifting my mouth from around his cock. As I felt his cock swell I rubbed his balls gently and he moaned as he shot his load into my mouth. There was loads of thick come and I realized that he must not have come since last time he saw me. ‘That was the first time you had come since last time you were here wasn’t it?’ he nodded, ‘Do you never play with yourself at home and make yourself come?’ He shook his head ‘How come? I thought that every young boy and girl did that?’ ‘I am too worried about what my parents might do if they catch me’. ‘We will have to make sure that you always come while you are here then, or else you will probably start getting erections all over the place’ He nodded miserably and I realized that this must happen to him quite a lot. I held him close to me again. ‘I think that it is about time that you learnt how to give a woman oral sex as I have given it to you. What do you think?’ ‘That sounds fair’ he replied so I stripped off my skirt and knickers to reveal my wet pussy. I sat down on the edge of the chair and instructed him to kneel in front of me. I explained to him that he just needed to gently lick me around my pussy lips and then inside and that he would be able to tell if he was turning me on by how loudly I was moaning. He started by kissing my thighs and then up towards my pussy lips. He gently licked them, and then ventured inside with his tongue brushing all the way along one side and then back up the other side. I moaned quietly with pleasure and he then licked straight down the middle starting at the bottom of pussy and moving up over my clitoris. I moaned louder now and he took time to pay some attention to my clitoris gently kissing and running his tongue over the end. He then began to suck gently and I ground my wet pussy onto his chin. He understood what I wanted and his drove his virgin tongue inside my wet hole rotating it around inside me and lapping up my juices. I took his finger and licked it and then gently rubbed it over my clitoris showing him how much pressure to put on it. I held his head then and pumped his tongue in and out of me until I came into his mouth. He looked up grinning, my come dribbling down his chin. ‘I can’t believe I did that and you tasted so good, I actually had sex.’ I had never seen him so happy and his cock was swollen and jumped out from inside the dressing gown. I grabbed it and expertly wanked him while gently caressing his balls until he came again moaning and dribbling come all over the dressing gown.

After he had gone I threw the dressing gown in the wash with our other nightclothes so that my husband didn’t get suspicious. As we hadn’t had sex since the first time I had seen my student I thought that I had better look all horny when he came home as we never normally went that long between sessions. I jumped in the shower to make sure that I had no traces of come on me and then put on my French maids outfit i.e. a short black dress with a white apron, white hat and no underwear. I couldn’t get horny thinking about my husband so I imagined my next lesson with my student which got my pussy wet enough for my husbands return. As soon as he got into the house I walked into the hallway bending over with my feather duster in hand pretending to dust the corner of the floor. ‘Stop right there’ he said and I didn’t move as I heard him unzip is trousers and wank his cock. Next this he was forcing my legs apart and pushing his cock up inside me. As I couldn’t see him it gave me a great opportunity to use my imagination and as he grabbed my hips and thrust me back and forth I imagined that this was a lesson I was giving. ‘Now thrust harder and grab my breasts,’ I instructed forgetting where I was but my husband dutifully obeyed pulling my breasts out from my costume and rubbing my nipples roughly between his fingers.  Before I knew it I was coming again and again all over his hard cock. ‘My, you are horny!’ he said, ‘Your student this afternoon must have been very cute’. He stopped thrusting tantalizingly and stopped caressing my breasts. I quickly began to rub my clitoris as I desperately needed to come but I began to worry that he might have guessed what had happened. However, I began to rub his balls with my hands and I reached round and gently slipped my finger into his arsehole. That was enough to let him forget everything including my student and he was soon pumping furiously inside me. As his cock swelled ready to come I imagined that it was my student’s cock and I came so hard, that had he not been coming at the same time, I think I would have pushed him out of my pussy.

The next time that my student came around, I decided that I would let him take control. I was desperate to feel his cock inside me but I didn’t want to move things on too quickly for him. I spent the afternoon flicking through my husbands porn magazines and reading the erotic stories until I was wet. I began to finger my nipples through my t-shirt and was just wondering what to wear when I heard a key turn in the lock. It was my husband ‘I wasn’t feeling well so I came home from work early. It wont disturb your lesson if I go to bed while you are teaching will it?’ he asked. ‘Of course not I replied’ with a false smile, wondering what I was going to do. Well I certainly couldn’t change now, as he would begin to get suspicious. I made sure that he was comfortably tucked up in bed and offered him some pills, which I thought would make him sleepy. 

The doorbell rang as I soon as I opened it I explained that my husband was upstairs in bed. I could see that my student already had an erection and I so longed for his cock inside me. I led him into the sitting room and told him to wait. I crept upstairs and peeped into the bedroom to find my husband fast asleep. I was so relieved that I could feel my knickers already becoming wet. I crept downstairs and shut the sitting room curtains, stripped off all my clothes and instructed my student to do whatever he wanted to me. He looked at me curiously and gently kissed me on the lips then began to gently massage my breasts. He took my nipples in his mouth and gently licked them until they were hard. He pressed his hot body against me and I felt his hard cock and desperately wanted to touch and feel him but I had promised myself to let him do what he wanted. He began to run his hands up and down my body over my breasts, stomach and thighs and then began to gently kiss me all over. By now I was lying on the carpet and I opened my thighs wide hoping that he would see how wet I was. My plan worked as he began by kissing the inside of my thighs and looking intently at my pussy. He then gingerly put his fingers inside my wet pussy, gently probing inside. I ground my pussy down on them desperately, and he began to lick my clitoris very gently. I moaned with pleasure as I could feel my juices running down my thighs. He stopped suddenly and began to take off his clothes explaining that he didn’t want to get any of my juices on them. Seeing his naked body made me shudder all over and I reached my fingers down to play with my sopping clitoris. He stood above me shyly and said ‘would you mind if we try.. I mean.. I try to….’. ‘You want to try to slide your cock inside me’ I finished for him. He nodded and I pulled down on the floor next to me laying him on his back and wanking his cock until it was hard. I knelt over him and gently held his cock and fed it inside my wet pussy. It slid in me easily and I very gently lifted my pussy up and down on his cock. The feeling of having him inside me was wonderful. Not just the fact that I had been waiting for this for so long but knowing that he was a virgin made me feel so good. As I pumped on him he just lay there with his eyes shut. His cock was swelling even more and I felt so much in control as he just let me do whatever I wanted. I lifted his hands onto my breasts so that he could massage them while I attended to his cock but his hands feel limply to his sides as he was concentrating fully on the new sensation around his cock. I tightened and loosened my pussy around his cock at the same time as stroking it up and down with my pussy. He suddenly moaned and seemed to come to life as he grabbed my breast and forced my nipple into his mouth sucking hard. He began to thrust his hips up and down pumping is cock inside me. I moaned as the sudden thrusting made me shudder with lust and I matched his rhythm somehow managing to squeeze my hand between us to play with my clitoris. As soon as I began to touch myself, I came, just a small shudder but enough to pleasure me while I concentrated on him. I kneeled up tall so that he could see my breasts bouncing up and down while I stroked his cock inside me and I reached around behind me as I took his balls in my hand and began to stroke him he moaned with pleasure. I reached my other hand in front of me to play with my clitoris. I pumped furiously desperate to take his virginity. I began moaning loudly the thought of him coming inside me making me shudder and completely forgetting about my husband upstairs. Seeing me shudder and moan was too much for my student and I felt his cock swell and he spurted his virgin come inside me. I let out a squeal of delight and I squeezed his cock with my orgasm. I then pulled off him and began to lick his cock so desperate to taste his come I didn’t mind that I could taste my juices as well. 




The Tutor



After my student had left I tidied myself up and went upstairs to check that my husband was still asleep. When I opened the bedroom door I was surprised to find him sitting up in bed with his cock in his hand. ‘I was angry when I heard you at first but I began to feel really horny thinking of you with another man’ he said as I began to suck his cock. ‘I don’t mind if it continues, as long as you let me watch next time.’ I agreed as there wasn’t much else I could do if I wanted both relationships to continue. I knew that my student would be too shy to do anything if he knew that someone was watching so we would have to find a way of my husband watching without him knowing. A hidden video camera seemed to be the best solution so we set one up ready in anticipation of my student’s next visit. I didn’t think that it would turn me on so much, but the thought that someone else would be getting turned on by me having sex made me unexpectedly horny. 

For the students next visit I decided to teach him some new positions. I just dressed in my thin dressing gown and eagerly awaited the ringing of the doorbell. When I heard it my pussy jumped in anticipation.  As soon as I opened the door I just led him upstairs not even bothering to say hello. I silently stripped him off and then undid my dressing gown He didn’t let me take it off myself, he was quicker than I and ripped it off me grabbing at my breasts and pulling one into his mouth he stroked my clitoris and plunged his fingers into my sopping pussy. I wanked his cock until it was firm and pushed him onto his back so that I could mount it quickly and slid my pussy up and down his cock as I had before whilst playing with my clitoris. I was so desperate to come I didn’t think about him, just my husband watching the video later and I came to a shuddering orgasm. I slipped off his cock and moved to the other side of the bed lying on my back hugging my knees into my chest. My student didn’t need an explanation and he climbed on top of me awkwardly feeding his cock into my pussy. With a helping hand from me he managed to push himself inside me. I grabbed his arse and then began to pull him inside me encouraging him to pump his cock in and out of me. He began a little hesitantly to start with as he found his rhythm and then he began spearing my pussy for all he was worth, gobbling on my breasts as he pumped. In this position I couldn’t really get my hands between us so I had to make do with massaging his tight arse. I then decided that it was time to try a different position. I pushed him off me and got onto my hands and knees. I told him to kneel behind me and his was soon pushing his hard cock inside me. I love this position as I could easily play with my clitoris or even better run my vibrator over it. This is what I decided to do as I hoped that he would feel the vibrations too. It seemed to do the trick because as soon as I put the vibrator against me he moaned with pleasure, grabbed my hips and thrust inside me for all he was worth, pumping and pumping until he shot his load deep inside me. ‘I’m sorry, you looked so horny I just couldn’t help myself, looking at your tight ass, feeling the vibrations through you were too much.’ He collapsed onto the bed. I then decided it was time to explain to him about pleasuring a woman. ‘A man can’t just pump inside a woman, come and expect her to be satisfied you know’. ‘What do you mean?’ he replied. ‘Well I haven’t come enough yet. It is important for you to ask me.’ (I was saying this partly for my husband’s information as he often neglected me too and I knew he would be watching). ‘It doesn’t necessarily matter if you have come as long as you can make me come.’ ‘What do I need to do ‘, he asked. He was obviously very concerned. I showed him how to use a vibrator inside me, thrusting it in and out of my pussy and then gently rubbing it over my clitoris. I then explained how I would enjoy his fingers inside me. He took one finger and slid it inside my sopping pussy. He soon withdrew it and slipped three inside me pumping them up and down and wriggling them making me squirm with pleasure. I explained to him how he should try to find my G-spot. I explained that when I was turned on he should be able to find a slightly raised area inside me and by rubbing it gently I would almost certainly orgasm if I was playing with my clitoris. It felt so good as his fingers began to explore inside me. I tried to give him directions but it confused him so I let him feel his own way. Suddenly he found the spot. I moaned with pleasure and frigged my clitoris rapidly as he gently stroked me until I orgasmed harder than I had for ages. I screamed with pleasure, as my orgasm seemed to go on for longer than usual. 

I took great pleasure in presenting the video to my husband when he got home from work that night. I even wrapped it up in fancy wrapping paper for him and I dressed in my leather trousers, which I knew, showed off my ass and a low cut top with no underwear. I began to regret wearing no underwear as the leather began to get very sticky inside but it was certainly making me horny. He unwrapped the present even before we ate anything and put it on straight away. As soon as he saw me leading my student into the bedroom he turned to me and put his hands down my top and pulled out my breasts. My nipples were already beginning to get hard with anticipation. He chewed roughly on my nipples and pulled off my top. I stripped off his shirt and tie and undid his trousers letting his hard cock loose. He began to wank it as I pulled off his shoes and socks and then pulled down his trousers and boxer shorts. Meanwhile he was groping my ass through my leather trousers and without taking his eyes off the screen for a minute. My husband seemed to want to copy what we were doing on the video as he started off on his back thrusting into me from below as I rode his cock. He then roughly pushed me off and lay me onto my back. I obeyed by pulling my legs to my chest to allow him to slide his cock inside me. My pussy was so wet both from my juices and from my students come and thinking of this combined with my husbands pounding and him rubbing my clitoris it wasn’t long until I was coming again. We were soon to the bit of the video where I was teaching my student how to make me come by rubbing my G-spot. Although my husband had already come, (doggy style always make him come too), he was attentive at this part of the video and he continued to copy what was on screen. I felt first one then three of his fingers plunge inside me and he used his other expert hand to gently stimulate my clitoris. I was now in heaven and was no longer watching the video as my husband teased and stroked me until I came. Although he often finger fucked me he had never bothered to satisfy me after he came so obviously the hint that I had dropped on the video had worked.

I never felt the need to get satisfaction elsewhere and my student now had the confidence to get any girl he wanted.



The Tutor



I am a 70 year old retired professor in a small college town. Because teaching was my life for so long I tutor a few high school and college students. The money was not as important as the interaction with the students and parents. My wife had died almost 10 years ago and our children lived far away. The teaching helped keep me from feeling alone.

For sex I would travel every few months out of state and hire a high priced hooker. The cost was always about five thousand for a weekend but was worth every penny to me. Despite my age I still had a very strong sexual drive and desire. Every week I would masturbate from two to four times. I am also just about nine inches long which the hookers were surprised to see. While I kept my student teacher relationship professional I did have thoughts from time to time about one of the young girls and their mothers. It was something that I knew would never happen but it was a very nice thing to dream about.

One of my students was a very lovely girl named Amy. She was a basketball player that had a very well developed body. Long dark hair, big bright eyes and a smile that would light up a room. Her body was filled with lots of womanly curves. 

One afternoon I was watching a porno movie and playing with myself on the couch when to doorbell rang. I quickly turned off the video and pulled up my sweat pants. When I answered the door it was Amy. She had just come from school where she had passed a midterm exam with a perfect score. She told me of her grade and grabbed me in a very firm hug. The embrace was so solid that my rock hard cock presses deep against her belly. She leaned back and acted as if she did not feel it pressing against her but I could tell she was surprised. 

That is great Amy, I said in the hopes that my cock would shrink back before she had a chance to look down at my bulge. She walked into the house and sat on the couch and started telling me something about her next basketball game or something. I was trying to think about something that would make my cock get soft but all I could do was think how sexy Amy was sitting on my couch in her shorts and T-shirt. Her eyes looked down at my cock and she smiled and said, I think you spilled something on your pants. I looked down and could see a dark stain of precum from the tip of my cock. Amy pulled a towel from her bag and started rubbing the stain. Her hand moved up and down along the shaft of my cock. With her bright smile she looked up at me and said, I see your are excited to see me. Quickly I stepped back and said I was sorry and covered my cock with my hands. Amy smiled and said she would like to give me a hand job. At first I protested the idea and asked her to leave. Amy said that she like me and that she had given two of her boyfriend’s hand jobs before and wanted to give me some sexual release. She said she understood that I must be real frustrated being around so many young girls and not having a wife. 

I don’t know what got into me but I agreed to let her get me off. She walked over and pulled down my pants exposing my hard cock standing at attention. My you sure are big she said with a smile. Her eyes opened wide as she looked with admiration at my cock. Slowly and softly she grabbed my cock at the base and started pumping. My balls became very tight and I felt myself wanting to cum. 

Use that lube on the table I told her. Amy grabbed the lube and dripped it down the length of my cock. Is that better she asked with a soft sexy voice. All I could respond with was a moan as her hand resumed working my cock. Sit on the couch and relax she said. Leaning back with my legs spread apart Amy took her place between them and started pumping with steady strokes. Rub my balls Amy, please I said. She cupped my balls in her free hand and massaged them while keeping her pace on my cock. Oh Amy that feels so good, I said with a moan. You going to cum for me soon, I want to see your big cock shoot a load she said. Pump me a little faster Amy I said. She complied and I could feel my balls get tight and my cock swell as it became ready to fire my cum. AH AH AH GOING TO CUM AMY, I shouted out. SQUEEZ MY BALLS AMY! My cock started to shoot several giant globs of cum into the air. Amy squeezed my balls hard and wiggled my cock wildly. My belly and legs became tight as I exploded with pleasure. WOW she said with her eyes open wide as her hand wiggled my cock around as it shot cum across the room. OH WOW that was great she said with excitement. I felt spent and relaxed on the couch. Cum was everywhere. The floor, my legs and Amy’s hands. 

You must feel much better after exploding like that, she said with a grin. Yes Amy I do but we can’t do this again. It is ok with me and I don’t mind helping you and you could help me as well, she said. 

Rising to her feet, Amy removed her shirt and bra in one upward move. Her large firm breast bounced free. Her bikini tan lines showed that she was not a modest girl in her choice of swimwear. My eyes fixed on her large pink nipples that pointed outward and up. Amy I don’t think we should… Before I could finish she hooked her thumbs into the top of her shorts and removed them along with her panties. TA DA! Amy said raising her hands above her head like a magic show assistant. Now I could see her very untrimmed pubic hairs and could smell her sex. Since I got you off I need you to do the same for me, Amy said while slowly parting her long tan legs. In shock I sat on the couch and tried to fight my feeling of desire. 

Amy straddled me on the couch a pressed her lovely breast to my face. Without thinking I grabbed them softly and started to lick one nipple and then the other. Her wet pussy rubbed against my soft cock and made me wish that I had not cum. Amy softly moaned and rubbed her pussy against my cock as I licked and sucked her wonder young tits. After a few minutes I looked up at Amy and asked if she would let me lick her pussy. Oh yes she purred and slowly moved off of me and onto the floor. Spread your legs wide baby, I said lowering my face to her. She had to most perfect looking pussy I had seen in years. Lots of hair and dripping wet. Play with your tits for me while I lick you baby. Amy started softly rubbing and cupping her tits as I kissed her pussy. Slowly licking the length and gently parting the lips with my fingers. I could feel my cock begin to harden again as I licked up and down the length of her pussy before stopping at her clit. Softly I sucked her clit in and out of my mouth. Ooohhh, she moaned as her fingers stopped at her nipples and pinched firm. I switched between licking around her clit and then sucking it into my mouth then repeating the motion faster and faster. Oh, Oh, Oh yes she moaned slowly. YES like that she said, as I sucked her clit with quick hard and soft sucking. Her long tan legs wrapped around my upper body as her feet met at my lower back. Upward her pelvis moved as I sucked her clit in and out fast and hard. YYYYYEEEEAAAA, she started to cry out, as her body became tight. I could feel her cum flow and licked in her a few time to grab a taste. After a few seconds her legs dropped flat on the floor and she laid prone with me between her wide open legs. 

To my surprise I had become hard again and without thinking I slowly pressed the tip of my cock in her pussy. Looking at me with shock Amy said, Oh my god you’re hard again. My cock thrust in and out several times. Oh Amy you feel so good, I said softly as I slowly thrust deeper and deeper until my balls pressed against her lips. Amy moaned encouragement as I slowly thrust my entire length in and out. Faster baby fuck me faster, she begged. You want it fast and deep little girl, I said. Oh yes please fuck me baby fuck me fast and deep, she moaned. 

My hands grabbed her legs and pressed them back and wide apart. This arched her pussy upward and would allow me to fully drive every bit of my cock in her. I pulled my cock back and gave her a few small-teasing thrusts. Are you ready to get fucked hard baby I asked? Before she could say yes I started thrusting as fast as deep as I could. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, she cried out in pleasure. The smacking sound of my balls against her soaking wet pussy filled the room. The impact of my body against hers makes her big firm tits shake. Amy was starting to cum and so was I. My cock felt like it would explode soon so I pulled it out before my load fired. 

Rollover baby and get that sweet ass in the air, I said. Amy moved into position with her ass arched upward like a cat in heat. My hands rubbed her firm round ass softly as I moved my cock to her pussy. Slowly I moved my cock all the way in her pussy. Then my thrust began to quicken as my hands moved to her hips. Oh god your dick feels so good, Amy said as I started fucking her faster and faster. My feeling of shooting my load had dropped away and I felt free to fuck as fast and deep without worry of shooting my load. Get ready baby to get fucked hard, I said as I started giving her all I could.

Amy reached her arms out and grabbed the floor rug. OOOHHH OOHH OOHH she moaned before starting into a full orgasm. Cum baby cum for me hard, I ordered. Her pussy was starting to full with her warm cream. AAAAAAHHHHHH she cried out as I continued my pounding work on her hole. 

Looking down at my cock as it moved in and out of her I could see her cum covering me. It was a real ego rush to be a 70 year old guy that just made a sexy 17 year old girl cum. 

Slowly I let me cock pop out of her pussy. Amy leaned forward and dropped on the floor. So are you ready to ride my cock, I asked. Oh my god you are going to wear me out, she said. Get on your back and let me get off without using your pussy, I said. 

Amy rolled over and I could tell she knew what I was thinking. I sat on the upper part of her belly and placed my cock between her big tits. Her hands grabbed her tits and pressed them against my cock. Oh yes baby you know what I want don’t you. She began moving her tits up and down jacking my cock off. Oh yes baby, I moaned. The sight of her was made even better when she moved her head forward and started trying to lick and suck the tip of my cock. You want to suck on my cock baby, I said. Well here you go baby I said as I moved my cock toward her mouth. Her hands dropped her tits and grabbed my cock and resumed pumping as the head entered her mouth. Within a few seconds I could feel my balls start to become tight as I was about to shoot my load. Oh Amy I am cumming, I warned as my cock started to shake and shoot. I had expected Amy to pull my cock from her mouth but she instead sucked it deeper. OOOHHH I groaned as my load fired down her throat. She sucked my cock hard as if trying to get every drop out. Then with a pop she removed my cock from her mouth and slapped it on her face before sucking it back in her mouth. 

In my 70 years, I had only seen something that hot in dirty movies and never in real life. While I knew it was wrong for me to take advantage of a young girl, I felt that at age 70 I should take advantage of every opportunity. Besides, Amy would be going to college soon and she would find someone her own age.

In the days leading up to her departure to school she would come over and have wonderful sex. We were like rabbits and I had an increased libido that I did not think was possible without drugs. It was sad to see her go off to school but Amy did have a younger sister that would be starting high school soon and needed a tutor.



The Tutor



I am an early forties woman that has been out of the work force too long. My husband, John is an accountant that works extremely long hours as he is determined to climb that corporate ladder. That is ok for him, but leads to a very boring life for me. John is old fashioned and doesn't want me to work, even though I have a teaching degree. We met in college and were married shortly after. Although we have a good marriage, it comes up a little short in the sex department. Especially with my husband working so many evenings during tax time. I needed a diversion. We finally agreed that I would place an ad in the local paper to tutor local college students in the evenings while John was at work.

A week or so went by and the phone rang one evening in response to the ad. On the other end of the line was a sexy sounding junior that needed some help with Calculus by the name of Steve. 

"Calculus, is my favorite subject Steve, would you like to start tonight?"

"Sure" was the reply. I gave Steve, my address and told him to come by around 7:00 pm.

The door bell rang, and I opened the door and stared straight into a broad muscular chest in a football shirt. My eyes then travelled up to a big smile, baby blue eyes and wavy blonde hair. He must have stood 6'3" tall. I had to bend my neck to look up at him, as I am only 5'4" tall. He offered his hand to me in greetings and I took it and smiled back. His hand completely enveloped mine as we said hi. 

As he stepped inside, I was able to check out the rest of him, and my heart started racing at what I saw. He had on tight Levis and he was sporting a noticeable bulge in the front of them. As he slipped by me into the house I was able to check out his ass, and it awesome. Two very muscular cheeks filled out the back of those Levis without any room to spare.

I offered Steve a drink as we sat down at the kitchen table, to which he declined saying he was fine. You certainly are, I thought to myself. My god, what was I thinking. I had to be twice this kids age, but I couldn't help myself. He was so pretty to look at. I tried to put my mind back to the business at hand, which was tutoring. 

As we worked through some calculus problems together, I found that Steve really didn't need much tutoring, he was just unsure of himself. How could a kid this tall, handsome and smart not be sure of himself? I commented on it, as well.

"Steve, you know this stuff, you just need more confidence." I said

"You really think so? I second guess myself alot." He replied.

"You shouldn't. You're pretty smart. I bet you're a hit with the girls to" I couldn't believe I just said that.

His face turned beat red and he looked down. "Not really, I haven't gone out much with girl's yet. I'm too shy. I never know what to say"

My god, this kid really did lack confidence, especially with the girls.

The lesson ended and Steve got up to leave which gave me another view of that lovely package up front. God it had to be 6 or 7 inches soft. How big would he be when he was erect? My cheeks started to get red at the thought and Steve noticed. He asked if I was alright and that I looked flushed. I said that I was ok, it was just warm in here tonight. 

As we walked to the door, he asked when our next session would be, as much as I wanted to see this guy again, I really didn't think he needed tutoring. 

"Steve, I really don't think you need tutoring in calculus."

"Well, I could also use some help in anatomy as well. I need to get an A in that one if I want to keep my options open for medical school."

"Ok, anatomy it is, how about tomorrow night?"

"That would be great, see you then."

After he left, I was wound up, and I needed to masturbate to relieve all that built up tension. As I lay in bed, carressing my pussy, and massaging my tits, a plan start to form, but would I have the nerve to carry it out?

I spent the whole next day reviewing my old anatomy books, luckily I had taken it in college as an elective.

Right at seven o'clock, the door bell rang and it was my handsome student. Tonight he wore a track suit with his college logo on the front.

I directed him to the couch in the living room so we would be more comfortable. We started with muscle anatomy of the upper torso. Again, he knew most of the stuff but was unsure of himself. My heart started to beat faster as I started my plan. 

"Steve, why don't you remove your sweatshirt so I can demonstrate some of the muscle attachment points."

He looked at me frozen in shock. "Ma'am I don't know .."

I cut him off trying to be as light hearted and casual about it as I could. "Steve, it's no big deal, and it will also help with your confidence with girls. If you can have your shirt off in my presence, and carry on a conversation, then you'll be fine with girls your interested in. It should be easy with me, I'm just your tutor."

"We'll, I never thought about that. Maybe it will help. I would appreciate you helping me with that, I feel so stupid when I don't know what to say" he replied.

He removed his sweatshirt, and to my delight he was bare chested underneath. My eyes feasted on well developed pectoral muscles, big shoulders, and heavily muscled arms. His nipples were small but quite erect. He must have been nervous, but excited at the same time. I quickly glanced down at his crotch, and noted he wasn't erect. I guess he wasn't that excited. I then looked up to his face and his cheeks were flaming red. I smiled at him and moved a little closer to him. He jumped back almost involuntarily. I smiled at him again.

"It's alright" I assured him, "I just want to point out some muscle attachment points on you."

He relaxed and I placed my hand on his right bicep. I had to stop my hand from shaking, as my panties were getting wetter by the minute. I traced my finger up his arm to his shoulder to the place where his bicep attaches. I then proceeded to trace my hands lightly over his shoulders and chest, pointing out various muscle attachment points. After five minutes, Steve started to shift around a bit as my touching him started to affect him. His cock was clearly starting to harden in his pants, and I could tell he was trying to fight it.

"You have a great body for this exercise, great muscle definition" I commented.

He didn't reply, as he was furiously trying to control his erection, but he was fighting a losing battle. His face was now beat red. His cock now jutted out of his crotch obcenely at a 45 degree angle. It had to be 8 or 9 inches long.

He looked at me and said, "I can't believe I wore track pants, I'm really sorry, it was an accident" he stammered on. 

I knew it wasn't an accident. I meant for it to happen. I just had to see this guys cock. 

"Steve, it's ok, it's a natural reaction for a guy your age. If you hadn't worn track pants, think about how uncomfortable you would be. At least you have room to expand in those pants." I tried to sound casual about the whole thing.

"I'm so embarrassed, In should go" he said and he started to get up. As I was still seated, I ended up with his bulging cock right at eye level. My eyes could not tear themselves away from it. I grabbed his hand and looked up at him.

"Wait a minute Steve, if you leave now you'll never get over your shyness with girls. Look, I am a married woman and I have seen penises and bulging pants before, I am not uncomfortable, and my main concern here is helping you over come your shyness"

He stood in front of me for a minute debating what to do. Finally, he asked how I planned to help him, because he didn't know what to do next. 

I recommended that we carry on with the lesson, but we were going to work on the lower body in the way we worked on the upper body, and if he could maintain his composure, he would learn how to talk to a woman more easily in less tense situations. He said it made sense to him, and then he got a look of fear on his face.

"Do you mean I have to remove my pants?"

"Steve, if you want to get through this, you need to follow my instructions." I said in a formal, business type tone. "Now, please remove you track pants"

He hooked his thumbs in the wasteband, and pulled them out to clear his erection, and then pulled them down in one motion. Once he stood back up, I was able to see how much his huge cock was stretching his black briefs. They looked like they were going to let go and fly off him. His thighs were as muscular as his upper body, but I didn't look at them long, as I couldn't stop staring at his cock. He didn't say a word, he just stood there with a red face, looking back at me. 

I suddenly snapped out of my trance and realized that I had to keep him at ease if I was to keep this little show going. I went back to the lesson, and started, tracing muscle attachment points, from his thighs to his hip bones. I them asked him to turn around so I could show him hamstring attachment points. As he did I was able to gaze at his ass for the first time. It was magnificent in his tight briefs. I started to trace my hands up the backs of his thighs to his beautiful ass as I continued the lesson. 

At this point, I almost couldn't take it anymore. I managed to pull myself together. Would he go for the next step?

"Alright Steve, I want to move on to the gluteus now. You know what to do."

His hands were trembling now as he raised them to his waist band. He pulled down the briefs while standing in front of me, with his back to me. As he bent down, I got a very close up intimate view of his ass, his asshole, and a huge set of balls. They hung down so low and they looked like they weighed a pound each. As he stood up I sucked in my breath in pure joy and excitement. 

As I continued the lesson my hands massaged his muscular ass cheeks. It felt amazing.

"Okay handsome, now lets review the quadricep musles, turn around." I said in a commanding tone.

He turned around and I finally saw his cock, up close for the first time, standing at full attention. He was so hard it was throbbing with his heartbeat. I looked up at him and told him he was one lucky guy. His cock stood up and the head was above his belly button. He had to be 9" long. He looking down at me with a nervous smile and thanked me for the compliment. Trying hard to maintain a professional tone , I asked him to lay on the couch for this portion of the lesson, at which point I think he was grateful because it stopped his cock from being front and center 6 inches from my nose.

As he laid down on the couch I stood up and stooped over him. "I just gotta see something" I said and I laid my forearm next to his erect penis with my elbow positioned at his balls and my hand towards the head of his dick. My god! It was almost as long as my forearm and almost as thick as my wrist. There is no way I would be able to get that thing inside me. I wasn't about to try either. After all, I am married, I was just having fun here. " I just have to see one more thing" I exclaimed, and I cupped one of his balls in my hand. It completely filled my hand. I then attempted to grasp both of them and gave them a little squeeze. A moan escaped from Steve's lips and precum oozed from the purple head of his cock and fell on his stomach. Suddenly, I snapped out of my trance. What was I doing? I let go of him and stood up. 

"I'm sorry Steve, I shouldn't have done that. It's not right."

I saw a look of dejection on his face, like he lost his best friend.

"Steve, I think our lesson has gone too far, I shouldn't be touching you like that. However, I don't know how your ever going to get that thing back in your pants. Your going to have to..." I hesitated wondering if I should push my plan to completion. "... take care of it yourself." I finished.

He looked up at me with his eyes wide in surprise. "You want me to jack off in front of you?"

"Yes I do. If you can masturbate in front of a woman, while she talks to you, you can carry on a conversation with any girl. Now go on. Stroke your cock for me. You know your dying to do it. Go ahead, Steve"

He looked down at his engorged prick for a moment, and then moved his left hand up and encircled his cock. He slowly started to stroke the shaft. As he continued he spread his legs a little wider.

"What about your balls Steve? Do you like to play with your balls as well?"

"Yes" answered as he looked up at me.

"Well go ahead then, squeeze them for me."

He brought his right hand up and grabbed his balls and gently squeezed. Another moan escaped from his lips. 

"Squeeze them harder" I ordered. 

He tighted his grip and started jacking with his left hand faster. I couldn't believe how awesome he looked lying on my couch stroking his big cock.

Within a few minutes he was thrashing himself for all he was worth. As his head moved forward and the veins stood out on his neck, I knew it wouldn't be long before he came.

I urged him on "Go on honey, let it go. I wanna see you cum on yourself."

As if on cue, the first spasm of cum shot out on him and landed on his neck. It was very quickly followed by the second and third which hit him in the chest and stomach. The forth one dribbled down his hand. 

As he laid there on the couch with his cock in his hand I stood there stunned in disbelief. I couldn't believe what just happened. By the look on his face he couldn't either. 

I was the first to come to my senses, and I went into the bathroom to get a wet wash cloth. I came back to the couch and gently cleaned him off. As he looked at me I smiled and asked him if he was alright. He smiled back and said he was fine. He thanked me for helping him. He then started to get his clothes on. As I led him to the door I told him he could come back for help with his anatomy any time. 



The Tutor



The first thing that I noticed about Toni were her eyes. They shone this startling silvery-blue, like ice, and just made my skin crawl every time I looked into them. She was a mentally strong woman, who had control of every situation she was in .. which made breaking her even more fun.

I've never been good at judging a woman's height .. but Toni was a short girl, with plenty of curves to leave your mouth watering. She moved with an innate grace through the halls, and every flash of skin she'd show would beg to be bitten, licked .. generally devoured in the heat of passion. I'd go to sleep every night longing to see that creamy white skin of hers flushed and covered in a sheen of sweat. She became an obsession. Every day I'd see those flashing eyes, that cloud of jet-black hair .. those full red lips pouting with her teasing smile. I knew that I had to have her, no matter what the cost.

As luck would have it, I attended the same classes as Toni, as we both were working towards art degrees. On this particular day, I was sitting a few seats down, trying to ignore the perfume that danced from her skin, and focus on the lesson .. but, I failed miserably. The professor let the class go early, in order to jump-start the latest project he had in store, but stopped me in my tracks as I was heading out the door.

"Mr. Kent? I need to speak to you. I've noticed that in the past few weeks, your grades have been falling behind. Now, I won't interfere with your personal life, if you're having problems I know that you have to deal with them yourself ... but I wanted to remind you about our peer tutor program. I hope that you don't mind, I took the liberty of asking Ms. Chanter if she would be interested in helping you out, and she's graciously accepted."

It wasn't until he mentioned her name, that I realized Toni had remained behind, as well. She walked next to me, and rested her schoolbooks on one of those luscious hips of hers. Her lips parted to show the edge of pearly white teeth, quite friendly in her ignorance.

"I'd be happy to help you out, Andy", she added, in a friendly, but sober voice.

It seemed as if the situation had been decided for me, and though I was sure that they wouldn't help me in my classes, I readily agreed. The professor helped arrange a time with which Toni and I could study quietly, and we parted ways, to meet once more later on that night. The rest of the day's classes seemed to drag by, and the lingering thought of her kept bringing to life inconvenient erections in the midst of my lessons. Somehow, however, I made it through the day, only slightly worse for wear, and rushed to my dorm to wash up.

When I arrived in the campus library, it was bustling with activity, and I had to search to find space at one of the long tables. I'd come early, but it didn't take long until my eyes caught sight of her strutting towards me - in the most delicious little outfit I could've imagined. Her breasts were not the largest I've seen, but they were a generous handful, and barely contained by the tight gray cotton of her spaghetti-strap tank-top. As for her pants, they were low-waisted sweat-pants, that clung suggestively to her ass, and didn't quite manage to cover the black thong that rode up on her hips, nor the maddening slope of her lower torso that led between her thighs. 

She gave me a warmer smile than before, and comfortably slipped into the chair next to me. After a bit of polite small-talk she got down to business, and began going over the previous weeks lesson with me. I'm sure she was very proficient at the subject, and that she could've helped me immensely, but my mind was focused on the steady heaving of her chest, and the jiggle of her breasts as she animated the words with her hands. 

Hours must've passed this way, before she looked to the clock, and started gathering her books. I blinked myself out of my daze, and cast a glance around the library to find it unusually empty of people .. it was far later than I had thought, and I shifted my weight around my uncomfortable erection as she turned back to me, and spoke with an amused tone.

"Well, I hope I helped you out .. though I don't think you were listening to a single word I said ..", she shook her head and pushed herself to her feet, looking down at me with an almost condescending smile. Her words startled me, at first .. I hadn't even thought that she might realize my lack of attention to her words, being so used to watching her from afar. Then, however, I couldn't help but feel a rather justified anger .. after all, this was the woman who had been driving me mad, and flunking me from my class, for the past month or two. How dare she, I thought, come to a tutor session dressed so, and then mock me for being aroused?

"You'd better shape up, Andy, or you're going to throw this entire thing away. I'll ask that you get a male tutor next time .. maybe then you'll be able to keep your eyes in the books." As she spoke, she reached to grab her neat stack of books. As she lifted them, I placed my hand upon them, and pushed them down as I stood, towering nearly a foot over her. I was not an abnormally strong man, or violent, but I was not about to sit here and let even this girl make fun of me ... especially this girl!

"Listen, I have to get going, I have an early class tomorrow. I wasted my entire night here already ... I really don't feel like wasting anymore." Her hand lifted to remove mine, but my other flew up to catch her wrist. Seized by some fey urge, the hand upon her books grabbed her other wrist, and crossed her arms before her in an X. Her breasts were pressed together by her arms, and the barest edge of one rosy areola peeked above the low neckline, boiling my blood in it's veins.

Toni swore at me in anger, and I reacted instinctively, jerking one arm to twirl her around, so that her back was pressed against my chest, where it was easy to hold both of her small wrists in one hand, as the other lifted to cover her mouth. She gave a protest, but it was muffled against my hand as I scanned the room to affirm that it was, indeed, empty. I hurriedly pushed her forward with my knee, and her own buckled, making her lurch forward step by step, despite her struggles, where we lost ourselves amidst the towering bookshelves. 

Hidden in the labyrinth of the aisles were several reading nooks, nicely appointed with sofas, tables, desks and the like. As we passed by one, I pinned her between my body, and the wall, so that she could not wrench free her arms, and ripped away her flimsy tank top once and for all. She gave another muffled scream against my hand at this indignity, and began to struggle, but I only pulled her back against me, and towards the couch. 

Throwing her onto the couch face-first, I pinned a knee against her shoulders, so that her face was buried in the thick cushion, and she had no leverage to escape. I grabbed both of her wrists once more, and blessed Boy Scouts as I tied her hands together, palm-to-palm, with the remnants of her tank top. Once there was a firm knot, I jerked her wrists up, which was sure to send a sharp pain through her shoulders as the joint strained, and addressed her with a growl.

"Listen, baby, I am going to do this whether you like it or not. You have been distracting me for months, now, and I need to get you out of my system, before I go insane." As I spoke, my free hand was roaming down to her sweatpants. My throbbing member urged speed, and I yanked them, and her thong, down over her plump ass with a single jerk, but couldn't fully remove them from my angle.

"You came here tonight because you wanted to get fucked, don't deny it." Her protests and soft groan of pain was muted against my hand as I pulled her back off of the couch, to bend her over the arm. From this angle it was far easier to remove her pants, and I did so my pushing them from her satiny skin with my knee, as I held her wrists and mouth. "My cock has been aching for you, Toni .."

Oh, how I wanted to lick every inch of her skin, to taste her juices, and nibble my way across those delectable breasts of hers .. but the constant arousal of the day had taken it's toll, and at that moment I wanted nothing more than release. I dug her bound hands into her lower back, forcing her face against the arm of the couch, though it didn't muffle her as well as the cushion had. This released one of my hands to unbutton my jeans, and push them from my hips. My cock arched from the hole of my boxers, throbbing a deep red, and the head of it already glistened with precum. I gave a small moan as the cold air pressed against the hot, firm flesh, and positioned it against her folds without wasting a second.

With one swift stroke, I impaled her writhing body with my cock, and had to dig my teeth into my lower lip to contain a victorious cry of pleasure as I was surrounded by her hot .. and WET .. walls. A part of me had expected to find her dry, and unexcited, but this was indisputable proof that she was most definitely enjoying this.

"You slut!" I gave a low groan, and ground my hips against her firm ass. "You're really getting into this, aren't you?" My hand moved from her wrists, to tangle in that curtain of jet-black hair, yanking her head up by it, and spying the humiliated red of her skin. "Do you like being abused like this, Toni?" I bent my knees and pulled almost completely from her, as my other hand lifted to grab onto her breast, tugging the nipple into a hard peak. "I knew you wanted me to fuck you .." Before she could respond I straightened my knees, and drove myself hard into her wet pussy, producing a breathless cry from her lips.

"Oh, god .. Andy, stop this right now!", she managed, as I slowly slid from her, bending my knees once more. Her wrists jerked at the tank-top binding them, trying to pull free, but failing. "Stop .. let me go and I swear I won't tell anyone!" My only response was to thrust into her once more, using my body's weight and height to plow deep inside of her, certainly bruising her inner walls, and causing her to cry out once more, before the hand on her hip lifted to press against her mouth.

I began to steadily plow into her tight pussy, as my hand mauled her large, soft breast. I tried to maintain a slow pace, not wanting to lose the glorious sensation of her velvety walls on my hyper-sensitive skin, but wasn't doing a very good job, as I felt my cum rising, straining to burst free, and into her sweet hole. With a painful groan, I pulled from her pussy, with the hope of delaying my climax just a little longer. Her entire body seemed to slump, as if thinking that her ordeal was over.

I kept my cock from her pussy for a moment, but the cum just didn't want to be put at bay, and I knew that no matter how long I waited, I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. And this got my mind working, as her body lay there, calm, hoping to be let go soon. My eyes scanned down her back, to her bound hands .. the round slope of her ass, with her dripping pussy, and that tight star peeking from her cheeks. I made my decision, then .. if I was going to cum, it was going to be in her ass, I'd come to far to quit now.

I pushed my cock back into her pussy, and her body jerked with surprise, as I stroked it in and out with aching slowness, coating it with her slick juices, before pulling out once more. Her body nearly vibrated with her tense confusion, and she nearly screamed as I pressed the bulbous head against her ass, and started pushing forward. Her body was flailing, her hips trying to wiggle and avoid my member, and so I pulled both hands from restraining her wrists and mouth, to dig my fingers into the flesh of her hips. With one forceful stroke, I ripped through her tight muscle, and forced the head of my raging penis into her. 

"Oh, shit!" I groaned, as her ass seemed like a vise, even around the head of my cock. I pressed further, and managed to dig further into her, though every inch was nearly painful as the steaming walls tried to force me out. My nails bit her skin as my fingers gripped her tighter, forcing myself forward with powerful bursts, until I was buried in her to the hilt. From here it was easier, and I slowly pulled myself out, before shoving the entire length into her ass with one thrust. 

I quickly picked up a manic, hurried pace, as I slammed into her, over and over again. Her tears were soaking into the arm of the couch, and every thrust produced a weak whimper of pain .. but even as my cum rose in my cock, her whimpers became more frequent, until she buried her own face against the arm in an attempt to mask her sounds of pleasure. Even as I gave a cry of victory, and felt my balls tighten to shoot, she gave a strangled scream of orgasm, and as thick ropes of my seed spilled into her bowels, her own juices flowed from her aching cunt like a fountain, soaking my balls through my boxers.

I gave a long, low moan, and left my cock inside of her until every last drop of sperm was released. Finally I carefully pulled from her, wincing as her skin rubbed against the hyper-sensitive head, and came free with a pop, and a trickle of cum. I released her hips, and pushed my slowly-softening member back through the hole of my boxers, before pulling up my jeans. She was softly sobbing into the material of the sofa, and after buttoning my jeans, I leaned over her, carefully untying her wrists, and pressing a kiss to her cheek, as I whispered into her ear.

"You were so good, baby .. " I pressed another kiss to her skin, this time on her ear-lobe. "I need tutoring in Art History, as well, so I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of each other." I gave a sharp bite to the ear-lobe, and stood straight again, giving her perky ass a nice smack, before turning in the direction of our books. "Talk to you later, Toni!" With that, I grabbed my books, and walked from the library, whistling cheerfully to myself. 



The Tutor



I didn't realize when you signed up for tutoring that it was just a ploy to get me over to your house so you could try to seduce me. I come over to your house as your parents are leaving for the afternoon to go to the country club. Your mom says you're upstairs because you were up late the night before at a house party. When you come down I'm a little taken aback because you are wearing a pair of pink short shorts and a tight fitting white button up shirt. The top couple of buttons are undone revealing you r full 34C breasts.

We go to the kitchen table to start studying for your chemistry exam. Going over your last quiz about gases lighter than air I see how you mixed up hydrogen and helium. You lean over the table looking at your test, giving me a great cleavage shot down your top. I find it hard to concentrate, but I see your error.

"Hydrogen is what they used in the Hindenburg and it exploded, you know "hy go boom" and Helium is in balloons and when breathed makes your voice go high. When you hear someone speaking you laugh, "he, he, he". Try to use that to remember."

As you laugh I feel your hand land on my thigh and you run it up my leg. I look down and see your hand so you pull it away. My mouth feels a little dry so I ask for a glass of ice water. As you walk away I see how the material of your shorts hugs your tight young 19 year old ass. Your hips sway in a suggestive way and you look over your shoulder to see me looking. 

When you get back I notice that your nipples have become erect from the cold air in the freezer. They look about the size of gum drops and I want to pop them in my mouth, but because I am your tutor I try to keep the situation professional. 

After a couple of hours we decide to take a break and you suggest we take a dip in your pool to cool off. I get into my tight blue Speedos showing of my swimmers physique. I dive into the pool and swim a couple lengths. When I come up for air I see you walk out in your little cream coloured two piece bikini. I see your toned thighs, nice abs with a pierced belly button and your breasts fighting the top to get out. You walk into the pool slowly.

"I usually just sit by the pool and sun myself, I'm not a great swimmer. Maybe you can teach me." You bite your bottom lip as your squeeze your breasts together.

"Ok, come here and lay across my hands and show me your kicking style."

As you lay across my arms your breasts graze my arm and I feel your stiff nipples. Your beautiful tight ass looks amazing as it flexes as you kick. 

"Good technique, now swim across to the side and back. Not bad but you need to fully extend your arms," I say as I stand behind you stretching your arms all the way. You lean your ass back into my hardening cock. I step back and suggest you swim down to the deep end and back. On the way back you start to have trouble and I swim to you. As I grab you my hand finds your full breast. I release it but you look into my eyes and lean in for a kiss. I can't fight you off as your breasts fell great against my body. 

I hold your body up as you wrap your legs around me and take off your top. Your dark pink nipples look tasty all wet so I lean down and start to suckle them. We slip apart as you swim to the side and hang on the edge with your breasts floating at the surface. I come over but you stop me with your feet.

"No more until you dive into the pool naked. You get no titties till I see that dickie!"

Because I want those titties in my mouth I jump out of the pool. I pull down my Speedos and my eight inch cock flaps out. I hear a gasp as you see it.

"Is it bigger than you expected?" I ask.

"No, it's not that, I've just never seen a man who had no body hair, even down there."

"With swimming you remove all you body hair and I think it looks weird having a thick forest of hair in the middle of a desert. And it feels better when a woman sucks me off!" I wink at you.

I got to the board and dive in. I swim over to you but you seem to stay back. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"If you keep yourself that way you won't like me. I keep my pussy natural."

"Show me." You get out of the pool and slip down you bottoms. "It's ok, but would look hotter clean shaven. May I?"

After a moment of thought you say yes. We go into the house and go up to your bathroom. You get your brothers beard trimmer so I can get through the thickest parts. I put one of your legs over my shoulder so I can get in closer. The vibrations of the clippers are starting to affect you, I can see your clit getting hard and juices slickening you lips. You get your mound wet and hand me the shaving cream. I cover your pussy with the cream and grab the razor. You look down, biting your lower lip as you rub your nipples. I run the razor down and reveal smooth hairless skin. 

The top of your mound is now clean so I pull your thighs apart farther so I can finish by your lips. I get you to get off the counter and turn around so I can get the last hair by your asshole. 

"I'm done, you can rinse yourself." 

You look into the mirror seeing your freshly shaved pussy and run your hand along you lips sliding a couple fingers in. A slight gasp escapes you lips as you rub your clit. I kneel down behind you running my tongue along your lips then jab at your ass. Your thighs shudder as an orgasm rips through you. You turn around and slip one finger into your mouth. You slide it out slowly then insert the other into my mouth and I taste your sweetness. When you pull it out you mash your mouth into mine. Our tongues wrestle as I grab your ass. 

We break the kiss and you kiss down my body nibbling my nipples. You kiss down my body, running your tongue around my six-pack. You flick your tongue at my bulbous head as you stroke my cock. Slowly you take all eight inches in your mouth with a slight jerk as it gets to the back of your throat. I look into your eyes as you my cock slides between your beautiful lips. It is an amazing sight to behold. You let my dick flop out of your mouth and it slaps against my stomach. As you take my clean shaven ball sac in your mouth you continue to stroke my drool covered shaft. 

"Time to fuck my new clean twat, baby!" you say ass you lay back, legs spread. 

I ease my manliness into you with one long slow smooth stroke because your pussy is so moist. You reach between you legs and rub your clit to a quick orgasm. The flood of juices makes me slide even deeper. Our eyes meet and I see the banshee in you coming out. I lean over and suck at your nipples and hear you moaning pulling my head into your breasts. My cock releases it's cum as your pussy clamps onto it like a vice as your third orgasm hits you.

Completely spent I get up off of you. You know your parents will be home soon so I get dressed and gather my stuff to go. As I'm leaving you come to door still naked, my cum oozing down your thigh.

"Can we do this again sometime?" you ask coyly.

"Only if you get over 85 on your next test," I say after giving you one last sensual kiss.