From: wisenack@mrwonderful.org (Wisenack)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: The Teacher
Date: Sun, 28 Apr 1996 00:56:00 GMT

			     The Teacher

	My name is Steve. I'm a 15 year old high school student who
has a knock-out looking English teacher named Ms. Malone. I used to
sit in her class and dream all the time about what I would do to her
if only she were mine. That is, until one day a few weeks ago when she
introduced me to a totally different kind of education system. But
that is another story.

	Ever since her after-school "tutoring" session, I had been
trying to really understand her subject. It wasn't easy, because my
distractions, while somewhat less than they were before, still
prevented me from really listening to her lectures. Those distractions
could be easily contacted on one hand - her two boobs, her great ass,
her beautiful face, and her cunt. I still daydreamed all the time,
except now it had the added detail of real, live experience.

	We had a test yesterday, the first since our encounter in the
classroom, and the exam results were being handed out. Ms. Malone was
walking up and down each isle, handing the graded exams back to each
pupil. Today, her ensemble included a red skirt that hugged her waist
and hips, then flared out in pleats to stop just below her knees. She
also wore a white blouse that hung loosely on her torso but failed to
stop one from seeing the outline of her bra.

	As she walked around the room, I could see her hips swaying
under her dress, stretching the fabric first one way then the other.
When she walked towards me, the faintest suggestion of the outline of
her crotch was there in my mind. I wondered if she was wearing a
garter belt again. And of course, her boobs moved from side to side
and up and down under her blouse, reminding me of what they looked
like when she had removed her blouse for me in the empty classroom. Oh
boy - it sure was going to be another day of glorious dreaming!

	"Well, Steve, it looks like you did not do so well on this
exam," she said from slightly behind my desk. She had come up my aisle
while I had drifted into my memory of our night after school. "Your
grade did not improve from the last exam."

	I was disappointed to hear it, since I had really studied the
night before. But I guess studying at home was no substitute for not
paying attention to her lectures.

	Leaning over my desk slightly, she continued, in a whisper
only heard by me, "I think that you need some additional special
instructions. But this time, to avoid any possible distractions, you'd
better come to my home. My address is on the back of your exam. Be
there at 6 PM tonight."

	That being said, she moved off to deliver the rest of the
exams to the class. Remembering our show and tell the last time, my
cock had already hardened and was pressing against my pants. I guess
it was visible to others, because I heard Jane, the girl seated next
to me, giggling quietly. When I turned my head just slightly, I saw
she was pointing to my cock and whispering to her friend next to her.

	Really embarrassed now, I turned and faced the front of the
classroom, trying to think of anything that would cause my cock to
retract until later. The rest of the class was boring, what with the
test result, Jane's comments, and Ms. Malone's edict. It felt like the
time would never pass. Finally, the bell rung, and class was
dismissed.

	I was about to leave when Ms. Malone called my name out.
"Steve, please come over to my desk for a moment." I went, not knowing
what she was going to say. Would she cancel out the special training?
Maybe she had remembered another engagement for the evening. I walked
over slowly, with more than a little trembling in my legs. I hadn't
realized how much her offer to help me meant until just then, when I
thought that she might cancel it.

	"I just realized that you live over on the other side of town
from my place. Rather than you taking a bus, why not wait around for
me? I'll only be a few more minutes, and then I can drive you to my
place. It will be faster, and we can get more teaching in before you
have to go home."

	Her offer sounded good, almost too good to be true. "Sure,
that's fine by me. Shall I meet you in the teacher's parking lot?" I
asked.

	"Meet me there in fifteen minutes - I'll be finished here by
then."

	I nodded agreement and left the room, now walking on air. It
would happen again - she was going to tutor me in another lesson!

	Fifteen minutes later, she appeared at her car. I had been
walking around the parking lot, killing time, until I saw her. I
quickly walked up to her car.

	Ms. Malone said, in a voice that had just the hint of
anticipation in it, "Get in the car quickly, before anyone sees you.
I don't want it to be common knowledge that I'm providing you with
special tutoring."

	I guessed that there might be more behind that excuse for
urgency than her concerns over others thinking that she was tutoring
me, but I didn't let that thought get in my way. Once in the car, my
vision shifted to her dress. I noticed how it rode up her legs every
time she shifted gears. It finally settled comfortably about two
inches up her leg.

	Looking at her legs, I realized that they were nearly
perfectly formed. I'd never before understood how much a well-formed
leg could turn me on. And the pressure that was starting to build in
my pants was proof enough that they were a turn-on!

	"Well, what subject matter do you think we should cover
tonight?" she asked.

	"I guess you'd know better than me, Ms. Malone. I follow
whatever teaching plan you have in mind," I responded meekly. As you
might guess, I was not the aggressive type.

	"Ok, but first, when we are not in school, my name is Sandy,
not Ms. Malone. I'd much prefer you call me by that." With that said,
she quickly down-shifted, gunned the car, and smoothly merged onto the
parkway, heading south.

	The rapid movement of her legs caused her skirt to climb
further up her legs, revealing now nearly half of her thighs to me.

	"You still stare at my legs, don't you?" she jokingly asked.
"Can you wait until we get to my house, or should I start our lesson
right now?"

	"Uh, well, if you start now, wouldn't I learn more than just
waiting till we get to your place?" I was starting to learn to be a
little more aggressive. Maybe that was what she was trying to teach
me.

	With that, she took her hand from the shift lever and
gradually pulled her skirt up until all of her legs were showing. I
could see her panties lurking there in the shadow between her thighs.
Pressure was definitely growing in my pants, as my cock strained to be
free. But I noticed that there was no garter belt holding her nylons
up. In fact, I could not see where her nylons ended.

	Seemingly reading my mind, she explained. "I'm wearing
pantyhose today, with my panties on over the hose. This way, I don't
have to wear a garter to keep the nylons up. They are attached to the
top of pantyhose and stay up by themselves."

	I said nothing more until we reached her house. I had all I
could do to absorb that great view of her legs.

	Once in her house, she directed me to go into the living room.
She followed, and stood in the middle of room while indicating with
her hands that I should sit on the couch.

	"I want you to watch closely as I take my clothes off. This is
not only for your enjoyment, but an art in itself." With that, she put
on some music, and started to dance slowly, removing her clothes one
by one while keeping rhythm to the music. It was a great strip-tease,
leaving me with a pounding heart and a very stiff erection.

	"Ms. Malone, ah, Sandy, my pants are hurting me. Is it OK if I
take them off?" I asked.

	She laughed. "That is the whole idea - while your at it, don't
stop with your pants. Join me and take it all off!"

	I quickly did, ending with stepping out of my shorts. I stood
there, my cock fully extended and sticking directly towards her cunt.
We were separated by about five feet until she started gliding towards
me.

	"During the last lesson, I taught you how to finger fuck me. I
also exposed you to the art of a woman performing oral sex on a man.
Today, I'm going to show your great, big dick what it was meant for -
exploring my love tunnel. But first, let's review what you remember
from your first lesson." With that, she sat down on the couch and
motioned me to join her.

	As a hint of what she wanted me to do, she took her breasts,
one in each hand, and squeezed them gently. I could see her nipples
start to harden, and her tits form into little points.

	I took one of the pro-offered boobs in both my hands. I
started to squeeze them, gently at first, causing her nipples to stick
out even further. I extended my tongue, and lightly touched one
nipple. She responded by breathing deeper. I continued to massage her
boob with both my hands and my tongue. Acting on impulse, I inserted
her whole nipple in my mouth and sucked on it, causing its tit to
expand in my mouth. She took a quick, deep breath, almost a gasp.

	I nibbled on her tit, first with my lips, then, as I got
bolder, lightly with my teeth. For this action I received a light moan
from my teacher. It appeared that she was enjoying this teaching as
much as I was enjoying the learning.

	Sandy pushed my face back slightly and offered me her other
boob. I repeated all my actions on that one. While I worked on her
boobs, she lightly kissed my exposed ear. Seconds later, her tongue
was darting in and out of my ear. I didn't realize how erotic that
could feel!

	I moved one of my hands done to her crotch. Finding her cunt
hairs, my fingers wove their way around her crotch until they
located her slit. It was easy to know that they had found the core of
her love machine - the hair and the slit were already wet from her
love juices.

	My fingers slid around the top of her slit, moving from her
clit to her love hole. I inserted one finger into her hole at the same
time that I bit harder on her tit, which was still in my mouth. She
responded with a deeper gasp, followed by a low moaning sound.

	"Deeper, push your finger in deeper!" she groaned. Her legs
tightened around my hand, forcing my fingers deeper into her cunt,
while her hips started to rotate on the couch. "Oh, does that feel
good! Keep it up!"

	I thought that, if one finger was causing all this emotion,
what would two do? I slowly inserted a second finger into her cunt,
and started moving them in and out. She spread her legs now, giving me
a much better access to her love hole. She arced her back, and her
stomach muscles seemed to suck my fingers deeper and deeper into her
each time I pumped her. Her deep breathing was replaced with a
continuous groan of pleasure, as she reached higher and higher heights
of pleasure.

	Taking a risk, I moved my tongue from her tits to her clit.
Making room with my hands, I buried my mouth into her cunt, licking
and sucking everything that felt warm and wet.

	"My clit - suck my clit!" Sandy yelled. "Oh, YES! Suck it hard
very hard! Don't stop!" I found it and complied.

	Her movements became uncontrollable, just like they had that
night in the classroom. Her breathing turned into one continuous loud
groan, as she gasped "Harder, harder, HARDER! Come on! Coordinate
your fingers with your tongue! I'm going to CUM! Come on. MAKE ME CUM
NOW!!!"

	She reached climax, thrashing about on the couch and soaking
my mouth, my hand and the couch with her love juices. I continued
sucking her clit and pumping her love hole until she begged me to
stop.

	"Please, please stop! I beg you, stop and give me a chance to
recover," she cried. "I can't stand it anymore. Pleeeease stop!."

	I slowly removed my fingers from her cunt. She had clenched
her thighs together so closely that it was difficult for me to remove
my hand. When I finally did, she laid down on the couch and pulled me
on top of her.

	"Oh, Steve, that was great! You sure have learned a lesson or
two! Come here, hold me tight. Let me regain my breath. Let me feel
all of you!"

	Her legs encircled my. Her hands had grabbed the back of my
head and forced my lips down onto hers. I kissed her, and quickly
found her tongue darting back and forth inside my mouth. My cock,
caught between our two bodies, buried its head into her cunt hair. It
felt great having my big cock nosing around in hair surrounding her
cunt!

	Sandy wiggled her hips, massaging my cock with a combination
of her cunt and tummy. I could feel its head swelling, getting even
harder, as my balls threatened to explode. Sensing this, she stopped,
and pushed me away from her.

	"I'm not ready to let you cum yet. In fact, we've only
completed the review of the last lesson," she explained in a voice
that was still husky. "I want you to hold yourself until we get into
the new lesson."

	"But Sandy, I'm so close that it hurts to stop. If you don't
complete this first lesson, I'm afraid I'll cum anyway."

	"I've got just the remedy for that situation," she said in a
knowing fashion. "Just sit up and wait for me to come right back."
With that, she swung off the couch and walked over her bathroom.

	Emerging a few minutes later, she was carrying what looked
like a tube of toothpaste. The writing on it, however, was either
Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't tell which. She took the tube, removed
the cap, and spread a white cream onto her hands.

	Kneeling in front of my pulsing penis, she took my cock in
both her hands and gently massaged the cream onto it, starting at its
head and working all the down its elongated shaft.

	Her hands felt like heaven. The cream, cold at first, took on
a warming feeling as her fingers deftly massaged in into my whole
cock.

	My organism, which had threatened to erupt at any second,
gradually was replaced with a slight numbing sensation, followed by a
feeling of immense pleasure. It was difficult to describe. The
feelings I was getting from my cock were different than anything I had
ever felt. I was on a high emotional plateau, higher than anything
ever before, but at the same time I knew that I was nowhere close to
cumming. Whatever it was that she put on my cock had taken the sharp
peak off my high but replaced it with a general feeling of much
greater pleasure.

	"This is an ointment I found last year when I visited China,"
she explained. "I've always wanted to try it on a man, but this is the
first time I've had a chance. It works wonders on me, and I think it
will help you, too, to control you organism." Finishing the
application with a long, tender kiss to my penis's head, she said "Now
you are ready for the next lesson."

	Having said that, she slowly stood up and took my hand. I
joined her, and followed her into her bedroom.

	"This next lesson will deal with penetration. I'm going to
show you different ways to enter a woman, and explain how each affects
her. You'll not have to worry about cumming - that ointment I put on
you will last for a long time and will stop you from getting too hot
while still allowing you to feel everything! This way, we can both try
many different things."

	She laid down on the bed, and pulled me over her. Taking my
cock in her hand, she guided in into her cunt, but left it just
touching her cunt lips. I could feel that they were soaking wet again.

	"Now, this is the missionary position. Its the way most people
make love. Let's try it, and get an idea as to how it feels. Go ahead,
push your dick into my cunt. It will slide in easily after a little
bit of pressure."

	I did exactly as I was told. Sure enough, as I first pressed
my cock into her, there was a lot of resistance. Then, slowly, her
cunt lips opened up and accepted my cock. I slide it in all the way.
It felt like it was encased in warm, wet velvet.

	"Oh, Sandy, that feels great!. This is the first time I've
ever did this to anyone. Does that mean I'm not a virgin anymore?" I
asked.

	She laughed. "Yep, it looks like I have deflowered my first
male virgin. From now on, you'll not have to worry about lying to your
friends when they talk about 'making it' with a girl. You're going to
'make it' with me before we finish."

	Her hips started to move. My body, possessed as if with a mind
of its own, responded in sync with her body movements. Soon, our
bodies were slapping together like old pros.

	"Oh, oh, you ARE a fast learner," she grunted. "Keep on
moving, but harder. That's it - push in hard when I lift my cunt up.
Yes! Yes! Harder!!"

	She lifted her legs onto my waist, encircling it. This allowed
her to use her leg muscles to drive me deeper and deeper into her
waiting cunt. I could feel all the pleasure she was giving me, and my
cock getting ever bigger and stiffer, but I felt no urge to cum. That
stuff she used was really working!

	"Yeah - yeah - yeah - keep it up. Now - harder!! Slam that
stiff rod into me harder! Make me feel it! Good, good! Now harder
still - don't worry, it doesn't hurt. It feels good! Yeah, oh yeah,
you've got me there again! I'm right at the crest! Keep doing it!
Harder! HARDER!! I'm cumming AGAIN!!!! Oh yes, I'm CUMMING!!!!" she
screamed into the air.

	And cum again she did - if I thought that she thrashed about
the last time, I was wrong! She bounced all over the bed, dragging my
body along with her. And all the time she remained impaled on my stiff
rod.

	Her panting eventually slowed down to normal breathing. I
could see that her body was now clothed is a light sheen of sweat. Her
nipples were as hard as my cock, and was she FLUSHED! But, apparently
she had not had enough yet.

	"Ok, oh, OK... that was great. You are a very good learner.
But please, leave a little bit of energy left for me! I want to make
you cum later, and that will take a lot! So, for the next few
exercises, try them out, give me pleasure, but stop before I cum
again. I've never cum more than three times, even when I played with
myself!" she said in a hoarse voice.

	By now, I was getting into this. I'd lost my timidity, and was
raring to try more! So, as she rolled over, exposing her ass to me, I
took my cock in my hand and thrust it into her ass!

	I must of gotten lucky, because it hit its target on the first
try. I felt a different type of hole in her, one that was very tight
and only lubricated from her cum fluids that had dripped onto it from
our earlier love-making. My aggressiveness must have hurt her a
little, because she gasped and said, a little startled, "Heah! Ouch!
Not so fast! So you want to try it that way next? Ok, but first, we've
got to prepare it with a little lubricant."

	Even though my dick did not penetrate her asshole, I have to
admit that it felt great buried in her ass cheeks. As she moved just a
little, it slid forward, and went between her thighs. She stopped
getting up, and tightened her thighs. I moved around a little,
experiencing the feeling, and savoring the lubricated feeling and
softness of the insides of her thighs.

	I pulled back just a bit, and my cock started to ride in her
slit, sliding from her asshole forward to her clit, then back again.

	"Um, that also feels good! But first, before getting into my
cunt again, I want you to enter my ass!" she stated. With that, she
released her thighs, rolled off the bed, and went to her dresser.
Opening a drawer, she took out a bottle of cream and rubbed some on
her ass.

	"Come over here and help me. Here, take a little of this on
your finger, and slowly push it into my ass. Careful! This requires
patience. You do not want to hurt your partner when you do this."

	With that, she bent over the dresser, spread her legs open,
and revealed her asshole to my eyes. I took the cream, doing exactly
what she asked, and, using my fingers, slowly filled her asshole with
it.

	"Ah, that feels much better! Now, while I'm in this position,
stand over me and replace your finger with your cock. Here, I'll help
you guide it in." She grabbed my cock, guiding it to its new target. I
felt my cock thrusting against her asshole.

	"Now, here is where you must be real patient. SLOWLY exert
pressure against my ass muscles with your penis. That's it! But don't
push too hard! Let it sort of ease in. Yeah... you're getting the hang
of it! Now, now that it's slightly in, put a little more pressure on
me. HOLD IT!! Stop right there!"

	Her voice was again getting a mixture or hoarseness and
huskiness in it. I couldn't tell if she wanted me to stop because she
was again close to cumming or because I was hurting her.

	"Am I hurting you? I'll stop if I am!" I said in a concerned
voice.

	"No, you're not hurting me. I just wanted my ass to have a
moment to adjust to your large prick! It is bigger than anything else
I've put there before and it takes a moment to adjust."

	Sure enough, even as we were talking, I could feel her muscles
relaxing, allowing my cock to ease further and further into her ass.
Soon, I was all the way in. My stomach was hitting her cheeks, and my
cock seemed to thrust right through her entire body.

	"Wrap your hands about my waist and hold me tight," she
commanded. "I want you to pull me over to bed with you inside me.
Then, sit down and let me sit in your lap."

	We did just that. I held onto her with all the strength in my
arms, pulling her into a sitting position on my lap with my cock
buried in her ass. She positioned my hands alongside her two breasts,
such that my fingers were on her tits and my thumbs on her back. "Now,
squeeze me tight with your hands," she asked. "I want you to push me
up with your hands while I push with my legs. This way, you can
really feel what it's like to fuck my asshole, and even hold my tits
at the same time."

	We started. It didn't take long before her asshole was as
loose as her cunt. The feeling was different than her cunt, but still
very sexy. My cock felt like each inch of it had a hundred different
fingers massaging it. Sandy appeared to enjoy it also, for she again
started panting. I could feel her cunt dripping more love juices as
she got aroused.

	Not wanting to cum again, she stopped, and pulled herself off
my cock. As it left her asshole, I could hear a faint pop.

	"Now it's your time to cum," she declared. "Hold still while I
put this second ointment on your prick." With that, she took another
tube from her drawer and applied a clear gel-like substance to my
prick. It felt hot, almost burning, but that feeling quickly faded
away.

	"I want to wash you a little, to get all of the lotions off"
she explained as she led me into her bathroom. She took a face cloth,
wetted it, and gently washed away any traces of those lotions. When
she finished, she took my penis in her mouth, and started sucking and
pumping me.

	It wasn't long before the old feeling of almost cumming came
back. By then, she was sucking and licking my cock from my balls all
the way to its tip. I felt ready to explode.

	"Sandy, if you keep that up I'm going to cum in your mouth!" I
yelped. Sandy stopped immediately, withdrew my penis from her mouth,
and looked up to my face.

	"Good, you're ready for the final lesson of today. Now you get
your chance to fill me with all your cum!" With that, we went back
onto her bed.

	She made me lie down first, then climbed on top of me. Taking
my dick in her hand, she guided my cockhead into her cunt, stopping
just as her cunt lips opened up. I could feel her wetness dripping
down onto me. I wondered if she was ready.

	"Now, in this position, it's up to the woman to do all the
work. Depending on how she moves, she has complete control over
herself and you. And I want to control your body!"

	And control it she did. First, she played with my cock head,
using her cunt lips. She dragged it all over her cunt, from her ass to
her clit. Then, centering it on her love hole, she lowered herself
onto my cock, letting it slide all the way inside her.

	"Wow, what a feeling!" I exclaimed. She only laughed. "This is
just the beginning, young man. I have complete control over you now!"

	Her stomach contracted, causing her cunt lips to close tightly
on my shaft. She moved up and down, side to side, and started rotating
her hips. Each thrust brought me to a higher level. Each time she
slowed I could feel my balls actually hurting from the pent-up flood
of cum that had been created. Each time I thought I would cum she
slowed down, or stopped.

	It was agony and pleasure, all mixed into one big experience.
She kept going this way for over thirty minutes. But I could see that
she was having more trouble controlling herself than controlling me.

	Soon, her was panting. Then she started to moan. Finally, she
threw her head back, tossing her hair high in the air, and screamed
"OK - let's go it! All of it! RIGHT NOW!!!!"

	With that, she threw her body down onto me harder and harder.
The sharp slap of our bodies meeting sounded like a whip cracking in
the night air. I was soaked from her wetness, dripping it down my
shaft and into my ass. The bed started moving around the room from the
actions of our two bodies.

	I reached my cum point, and it felt like an explosion inside
of my cock. My cum juices shot out from the tip of my cock, not in a
spurt, but in a steady stream. Sandy came at the same moment, gushing
her love juices all over me. I couldn't stop - I grabbed her waist,
and shoved her down even harder than she was pushing herself - shoved
so hard that it hurt when our bodies met. She loved every moment of
it, screaming out with pleasure as we pursued our joint madness.

	Eventually we both drained ourselves. Stopping, I notice that
sweat had pinned her hair to her brow. I was dripping sweat and cum
from her and myself. We were both exhausted.

	Sandy collapsed onto my chest. I could feel that she was so
exhausted that even her tits had gone soft. It was the first time that
evening that I could remember them being soft.

	I started to remove my cock from her cunt, but she stopped me.
"Let it stay there. Let it relax and shrink inside of me," she pleaded
in a horse whisper. "I want to feel it go to sleep inside me, just
like I felt it when it was awake."

	We eventually both fell asleep, still coupled together by my
cock in her cunt. When I woke, it was almost midnight. We had been at
it for nearly six hours!

	Sandy woke up shortly after me. We cuddled together for a
little while, then got up and took a shower together. We had to, we
were both glued together from our joint cum juices!

	As I got dressed, Sandy sat and watched me. Finally, she said
"I'm too exhausted to get dressed. But I want to drive you home
anyway." With that, she took a robe, slipped it over her shoulders,
and walked with me to her car.

	All the way home, she left her robe open, letting me continue
to gaze upon her lush, beautiful body. When we reached my house, she
stopped the car, leaned over to me, and kissed me deeply. She took my
hand, guided it to her cunt, and let me feel its warmth and softness.

	"This will be ready for your next lesson. Just let me know
when you want another lesson," she whispered into my ear. "I think we
have a great student-teacher relationship going, and want you to make
the best of it."

	With that, she gently pushed me out of the car. As I staggered
up to my home, I wondered what the next lesson could be...

	* * *

	I'm Steve. This is my story about my high school teacher, Ms.
Malone, and her unique methods she used to break me of my daydreaming
habits in her class. Ms. Malone, you see, is a real great looking
teacher, about 5'7," 118 lbs., with a figure that could easily find
itself on a Playboy magazine cover. And I was the type of guy that
would look at her and dream of what I would do if only I could get her
in bed with me.

	She noticed, early in our spring session that I was paying
attention more to her body that to her class work. And she developed a
very deep-seated interest in making sure that I was broken of that
habit. Shall we say, she took a VERY personal interest in trying to
re-direct my attention from her body to her classroom material by
providing some unusual after-school tutoring.

	It had been three weeks since her second tutoring session. I
had been paying attention to the classroom work, and started making
good progress in her course. For the first time since we started the
semester, I really understood the course materials and was able to
keep up with everyone else. It now looked like I would pass. It was no
problem preventing myself from daydreaming about Ms. Malone (or Sandy,
as she said I could call her out of school) since we had completed the
two outside tutoring classes. Her methods had worked.

	In fact, I had become somewhat of a popular guy with girls of
my class (something which never happened before the tutoring). Each
day, at lunch or after school, there was always one or two girls
talking with me, flirting, and generally doing what high school girls
do when they are trying to attract a male student's attention. I had
even gotten up the courage to ask several of them out on dates, which
resulted in very pleasant experiences (though not as intimate as my
experiences with Sandy).

	In short, it appeared that I was growing up, and was really
starting to enjoy high school social life.

	My attentions to Ms. Malone, on the other hand, had dwindled
in direct proportion to amount of attention I was getting from girls
my age. In part, I guess, this accounted for the ease in which I broke
away from my old habits of staring at Ms. Malone and daily visually
stripping her clothing off while she lectured to the class.

	On this day, as both her class and the school day ended, Ms.
Malone asked me to stay after school for a few minutes. Perplexed,
since I knew that I was doing much better, I waited to find out what
she wanted to say to me.

	When everyone else had left the classroom, she closed the
door, isolating the two of us from the rest of the world. It was very
similar to that first tutoring session, except this time I had no idea
what she wanted.

	"Steve, I've been wondering what has happened to you in the
past few weeks," she started. "When we finished our last session after
school, in my car near your home, I recommended strongly that future
sessions would be needed. Yet now, weeks later, you seem to have no
interest in pursuing further help from me. What has happened?"

	"Well, Ms. Malone, I thought that I was doing well in class!
And as long as I was, I thought that no further help from you was
needed," I replied honestly.

	"You really mean to say that, since I taught you all those
tricks, you've been too busy with all those little girls that hang
around you every day to worry or even think about me! That's what you
really mean, don't you?" she angrily proclaimed. She continued, "Did
you think that all of those efforts I made to help you had no affect
on me? That I didn't want to continue to teach you even more? That you
can now go about living your life, fully convinced that you know all
you need to know? You're a bigger fool than I thought, Steve!"

	Yipes! This was starting to sound like one of those late
afternoon soaps that are on TV. She really sounded hurt, angry and
even more than a little jealous! Before I could say anything, she
continued her verbal attack.

	"You must be very self-centered, young man. To not even take
into account my feelings, my desires, my hopes, while you freely give
to those young wenches everything I so painstakingly taught you!
Doesn't this interest you any more?"

	With that, she pulled her skirt up to her waist, revealing the
fact that she had no underwear on. I could clearly see her naked
pussy, surrounded by her soft cunt hair. I hadn't realized that she
was dressed like that. In the past, I would have noted the lack of a
panty line on her hips, or her thighs. But not today maybe not for
several days.

	Dropping her skirt back to normal, she stood there, arms held
across her stomach, her boobs sticking straight out at me, looking me
straight in the eyes and daring me to answer her accusations.

	"Ah, you see, I, ah, I really thought that you only had a
professional interest in me, Ms. Malone. I thought that what you were
teaching me was to become more aggressive, more outward, especially to
females. And I have been. I've been having a good time after school,
dating for the first time, seeing different girls, enjoying my life
for a change. Wasn't that what you wanted?"

	"Yes, I wanted you to learn that. But I also wanted you to
remember me, too! While you may have forgotten what we did together,
my body hasn't! My panties have been wet every day for the last
several weeks, watching you, sitting there in my classroom, having fun
with those little witches sitting next to you. They've been wet with
desire for your cock! Why couldn't you understand that?" she sobbed.

	I quickly rose from my desk and walked up to her, took her in
my arms, and held her lightly. She laid her head on my shoulder, and
soon the crying stopped. Wiping her tears from her face, she backed
away from me and sat at her desk.

	"I guess you want something younger than me, younger than my
27 years," she stated matter of factly. "Well, maybe that's right,
maybe you should. But I still want to teach you more, and enjoy you
while you learn. Look, this weekend, I have a niece coming up to stay
with me. She'll be here only for the weekend. She's about your age,
and I bet she needs help as much as you do. Why don't you arrange to
be free Saturday afternoon. I'll pick you up here at the school, take
you over to my house, and let's see if I can't teach the two of you
something you'll both not forget! Maybe it will also serve as
reminder to you of what you were about to give up!" With that, she
stood up, faced me directly, and challenged me with her looks to say
no. I couldn't.

	"All right, Ms. Malone, I'll make sure I'm free Saturday. See
you in the parking lot at 1 PM?" I reluctantly agreed. There went a
date for the baseball game with Jane, the redhead that sat next to me
in class. But I probably could arrange something for the following
week with her. Better not to get Ms. Malone pissed off at me until
after the school year ended.

	I met Sandy at 1 in the parking lot on Saturday as agreed. She
was wearing a halter top, tied so tight that I could clearly see her
tits straining against the stretched fabric. There was no bra on. And
her shorts, they too looked like they were molded onto her body. There
was no sign of anything under them, either.

	We drove over to her house without saying very much. She
glanced at me several times, but didn't crack a smile until she caught
me staring at her crotch. I had seen what I thought was a damp patch
between her thighs as she shifted the car gears. She caught me staring
at it.

	"Yes, Steve, I'm wet already. I'm glad you noticed. Maybe this
day will turn out OK after all."

	We entered her house through the garage. This brought us
directly into the kitchen. She led me to the window, which overlooked
her pool. Sitting on the edge of the pool was a gorgeous looking girl,
her niece I guessed. She had on a small two piece bathing suit,
nothing much more than three small green triangles covering her crotch
and her tits. Thin straps connected them together, leaving almost of
her body exposed to my greedy eyes.

	Sandy watched my face as I gazed at her niece. Her hand moved
to my groin, and slowly started massaging my dick. It wasn't long
before she could my building erection through my pants.

	"Does she turn you on?" Sandy asked. "Or is it only my hand on
your cock that is causing it to grow?"

	"She's very nice," I agreed, "but it definitely is our hand
that is doing most of the arousing." With that, I turned towards her,
put my arms around her back, and gave her a long, deep french kiss. As
she wiggled a little in my arms, I let my hands drift down her smooth
back, slip under her shorts, and massaged her bare hips, pulling them
tighter against my aroused cock.

	As she responded by grinding her pelvis against me, I pushed
the top of her shorts down, below her hips, giving my hands free
access to her sexy backside. She responded by undoing the buttons to
my shirt, opening it up to reveal my bare chest. She next took the
bottom of her halter, pulled it up, freeing her nipples so that they
could play on my bare chest.

	Just then her niece walked into the kitchen from the pool.

	"Oh, excuse me, Auntie!" she exclaimed, with a blush exploding
from her bosom all the way to the top of her forehead. "I didn't know
you were back. I'll just go outside, leave you here."

	"Don't go, Lynne," Sandy replied. "Lynne, this is Steve, my
friend. Steve, my niece Lynne." I extended my hand out towards Lynne,
to shake her hand, but she just stood there, staring at Sandy's
exposed breasts and cunt. She was almost in a trance, totally absorbed
with staring at her almost naked aunt.

	Finally, Lynne spoke. "Aunt Sally, what are you doing,
standing there with your privates all exposed to a man? I'd, I'd
better go back outside and leave you alone!" she said in a quivering
voice. She started to move back to the door.

	"Lynne, look at me!" Sally commanded. Lynne stopped, turned,
and looked at Sally. Sally raised her hands to her halter top, removed
it, and then pushed her shorts down and stepped out of them.

	"Lynne, the naked human body is there to be enjoyed, not
covered up. At least, not covered up in private. Steve is a friend, a
very close friend, and you should consider him as part of our family.
Now," as Sally moved over to Lynne, "if I can take all my clothes off
in front of Steve, and not feel embarrassed, shouldn't you be able to
do the same thing?" she asked.

	"I, I don't know, Aunt Sally," Lynne stammered. "It's just
that Mom never said anything about something like this. Are you sure
it's all right?" she asked.

	Soothingly, Sandy replied, "You know me well. I wouldn't do
anything in front of you that I wouldn't want you to do in front of
me," she explained. "You have such a nice body, there is nothing for
you to feel ashamed about in showing it to my close friend. You'll not
be showing him anything he isn't already seeing from my body, are
you?" Sandy asked.

	Lynne still seemed hesitant, but didn't shy away as Sandy
approached her and put her hand on her shoulder. Sandy moved behind
Lynne, keeping her hand on her shoulder. Putting her other hand on
Lynne's other shoulder, Sandy gently moved both straps of her top off
her shoulders and let them hang around Lynne's arms.

	Moving to the clasp of Lynne's top, Sandy undid it, letting
the ends drop but keeping enough tension on the front so that Lynne's
boobs remained covered. I could see that Lynne's tits began to appear
on the fabric as they got harder. Sandy knew what she was doing.

	Sandy loosened the material just enough so that the top slide
lower, revealing just a hint of the deep red skin of Lynne's nipples.
My body started to react to this movement as my cock regained it's
lost rigidity.

	Lynne looked at my crotch and saw my growing erection pressing
against my pants. Maybe it was unconscious, but she lightly wetted her
lips with her tongue!

	Sandy dropped Lynne's top, revealing all of her young, firm
breasts. Lynne moved her arms slightly, allowing the top to drift to
the floor. Sandy moved to her bikini bottoms, and started pulling them
down.

	Standing in front, I watched Lynne's pussy being revealed,
inch by inch, as Sandy worked her bottoms off. I saw that it was
covered only in light brown hair, so light and short that it looked
more like fuzz than hair. It was a very erotic sight!

	In a few more moments, Lynne was standing there, totally
naked. Sally moved her hands back to Lynne's boobs, and cradled each
with a hand. As she squeezed and massaged them, Lynne's tits became
even harder, and her nipples took a very dark red color as her blood
rushed inside them.

	I moved forward and put one tit in my mouth. Gently, I stroked
the outline of her nipple with my tongue, teasing her. Then I played
with the very tip of her tit, finally grabbing it with my teeth and
biting very gently.

	I could feel Lynne's body start to quiver and shake. Her
emotions were building as both Sandy and myself caressed her. I
ignored her other tit, and choose instead to drop to my knees in front
of her, putting her pussy at my eye level.

	Lynne involuntarily clutched her thighs together, trying to
protect whatever modesty she had left. But I persisted - kissing first
her young, smooth thighs, then the front of her pussy. My hands gently
took hold of her thighs, and spread them apart, just enough so that my
tongue could stroke her slit.

	Sure enough, once my tongue got to her slit, I found that it
was wet and well lubricated. My tongue found her clit, and started its
slow, but relentless, stroking and licking.

	Lynne relented to my attack on her pussy, and loosened the
pressure on her thighs. I was able to get my fingers between them, and
started stroking the outline of her love hole while continuing my
gentle assault on her clit. Not only was her body now shaking visibly,
but a little moan could be heard coming from her throat.

	Sally, meanwhile, had started kissing her neck, just behind
her ear. She played with Lynne's ear, thrusting her tongue in and out
as she had taught me before. Her kissing moved forward, under Lynne's
chin, and then upwards, until their two sets of lips met each other.
As Lynne turned her head to meet Sally's kisses, I knew that we had
made a convert of her! How could she resist, with Sally massaging her
breasts, and kissing her lips, and I finger and lip fucking her pussy?
She gave in fully to the experience, shattering any last resistance
that might have left in her.

	Lynne opened her thighs fully, allowing me free access to all
of her love hole. I took advantage by moving my lips over her cunt
lips, and continuing to suck her clit while stroking her love hole
with my fingers. I inserted one finger into her, and felt her shudder
with delight and pleasure. But as I tried to push it in further, even
though she was as wet as Sally got, I could not go very deep. Giving
that up for the moment, I concentrated on working with what I had.

	Lynne's hips started to move with my fingers and tongue. Her
cunt muscles were extracting every bit of pleasure out of my fingers
that they could. Sally's tongue was buried deep in Lynne's mouth, and
Lynne and taken each of Sally's breasts in her hands, trying to
massage them in a clumsy fashion.

	A few moments longer, and Lynne grunted loudly, followed by a
long sigh. She cried, "Oh, oh, OOOOHHHHH!!!" as she came. Her body
jerked, uncontrollably, as I continued to nibble on her clit and
finger her love hole. Her juices soaked my hand, my face, and oozed
down the insides of her thighs.

	Finally, her legs couldn't keep her standing any longer. We
both let her slide gently to the floor, where she collapsed, barely
ably to keep herself in a sitting position.

	Sally and myself joined her, cuddled up together, and held
each other in the way only intimate lovers can do. We both had found
another love partner, one that we could equally enjoy together,
teaching and being taught.

	Having relaxed together briefly, I realized that I was the
only one still clothed. I got up, dropped my trousers, and pulled off
my underwear. By this time my cock had shrunken back to its normal
size, so it wasn't a great sight to see. But Lynne, apparently never
having seen a man naked before, was looking at me with wide open eyes.
Sally noticed, and motioned me over to the two of them.

	"Lynne, I'm going to show you a natural miracle, what I
believe to be one of the wonders of the world. See Steve's dick? Well,
it doesn't look too good right now, but watch what happens when I
start playing around with it." With that, she took my limp penis in
her mouth, and started to suck on it.

	"Yuk! That's dirty and awful!" Lynne exclaimed. "How can you
do that?"

	Sally did not answer, but kept on ministering to my dick. It
didn't take long - I could already feel it working its way deeper into
her mouth as it got bigger and harder. Soon it was capable of standing
on its own. Sally stopped, then, and finally answered Lynne.

	"Don't knock it kid, until you try it! But see what has
happened it Steve's dick? It is now a full grown organ capable of
exploring either your or my love tunnel. Maybe you'll get a chance
later to try it yourself."

	I couldn't wait to put it in Lynne's mouth, and break through
that innocence, but guessed that it might happen sooner or later if
only I waited.

	Sally got up, followed by Lynne. Lynne went to pick up her
swim suit and put in back on, but Sally stopped her. "Today, we stay
this way - undressed and ready for more lessons whenever we want. In
fact, I was thinking a taking a dip in the pool - anyone care to join
me in the buff?"

	I hadn't noticed before, but Sally's house was situated on a
top of a hill, with no one overlooking her pool. It was totally
secluded, and a perfect place for daytime skinny dipping. Feeling just
a little uneasy. I followed her out onto the deck. Lynne, probably
more because she didn't want to be left alone than because she really
wanted to, followed the two of us.

	Sally made a perfect dive into pool, barely causing a ripple
on its surface. I, on the other hand, having never dived head-first
into a pool (and especially without any trunks on) took a header that
caused a tidal wave in the pool.

	More important to me personally, however, was the fact that
the water slammed into my balls, driving them into my body, making me
feel like someone had kicked them. I rose to the surface, groaning in
pain.

	Sally paddled over to me, worry etched on her face. "What
happened, Steve? Did you hit the bottom? Are you hurt bad?"

	"My balls, oh, my balls. They hurt from hitting the water! "

	Sally started laughing, laughing so hard that she lost her
breath. She jumped out of the pool, helped me out, and laid me on top
of the lounge chair. Then, ever so carefully, she started sucking my
balls. She handled them so lightly, I almost didn't feel her fingers.
Her tongue licked my scrotum, worked its way over to the bottom of my
shaft, and then up towards the tip of my penis.

	While the pain didn't go away immediately, the pleasure that
was radiating outward from my dick sure helped me forget the pain.
Lynne, quietly watching, finally moved over the lounge and sat on the
side opposite Sally.

	Looking at the two of them, both sitting on the ground, on
either side of me, really made my dick grow quickly. Sally, with her
hair cascading over her face as she worked my dick, on one side, and
Lynne, who's boobs were just inches from my thigh on the other side,
looked like two pictures out of Playboy magazine. I reached out for
Lynne, and pulled her over to me. I kissed her, lightly on her lips. I
was surprised when she returned my kiss with her tongue darting into
my mouth! We exchanged kisses for several minutes. My hands had found
her clit and were gently rubbing it. moving around her juices which
once again were flowing. This time she did hesitate, but opened her
thighs to give my hand room to play.

	Sally sat down between us, with a leg on either side of Lynne.
"Lynne, why don't you take your finger and play with my cunt like
Steve is doing with yours?" Sally asked. She then took Lynne's hand
and guided up to her cunt, letting Lynne get the feel of it.

	As Lynne got better at fingering Sally, I could see that Sally
was getting hot. Her cunt was wet and glistening, and her stomach
muscles started to work at moving her clit around Sally's hand.

	I pulled my hand away from Lynne's cunt, and, taking Lynne's
hand, showed her were to insert her finger into Sally. As her finger
went in, I watched Sally give control of her body to her passions. She
lifted her ass, balancing herself backwards on her feet and her hands,
giving Lynne full and total access to her love hole.

	Lynne looked like she was enjoying this. I could her wet her
lips again with her tongue, and knew what I had to do. Taking her
head, I gently pushed it forward, onto Sally's cunt. At first, Lynne
resisted, but before long I could an experimental flick with her
tongue into Sally's groove. That was followed by another, and another,
until Lynne was working Sally's clit with her tongue like a
professional.

	All of this was not lost on Sally. By know, she was again
bucking like a wild horse. I knew Sally was close, and urged Lynne to
pick up the tempo. She did, and Sally quickly climaxed, gushing juices
out of her cunt all over Lynne. I forced Lynne's head to stay over
Sally's cunt, making her lick Sally's love juices. All it took was one
taste, and Lynne needed no further encouragement. She soon licked
Sally clean.

	This action left my dick hungering for attention. Sally again
seemed to know what was on my mind, for she quickly looked at me and
said, "Poor boy, here are all the girls achieving orgasms while you
don't! Come on, get up and go into the house. Lynne, follow us!"

	We went back into the house, following Sally downstairs to the
basement. There, in a room off to the side, was a well padded bench,
similar to those you see in weight lifting sets.

	"Lynne, lie down on that bench, with your legs on both sides.
Steve, when you finger fucked Lynne earlier, were you able to get your
finger in all the way?"

	"No, Sally, I couldn't. She was certainly wet enough, but
there seemed to be something stopping my finger from going any
deeper."

	Sally seemed happy with my statement. "That, Steve, is an
unbroken hymen. That means that Lynne, here, is a true virgin, just
like you were a while back when we started our tutoring. You're going
to get to deflower your first virgin, just like I did to you."

	Even though I wasn't really sure exactly what she meant, my
instincts must have taken over, because my heart was beating very
fast, and my dick was extremely hard.

	Lynne asked, "Aunt Sally, what will Steve do to me? Is he
going to put that large dick of his into my cunt?"

	"Yes, dear niece, he is. But I'm going to help him, and by
doing that, you won't hurt too badly. But be warned, it will hurt
some. I'll be right here, though. And remember, isn't it all in the
family?"

	Lynne nodded, and Sally immediately started to work on her
cunt. With her legs spread wide by the bench, Sally had no problems
getting her fingers into Lynne's love hole. Soon Sally had inserted
three fingers, but all of them went only a short distance into Lynne's
cunt.

	Lynne by now had succumbed to pleasures emanating from Sally's
kissing and fingering. Her body was arched backwards slightly, urging
Sally on. Her tits were pointed straight up, and were flaming red in
color.

	Sally motioned me to move between Lynne's legs. When I did,
Sally took my cock, fingered it lightly, and then guided it into
Lynne's waiting hole.

	"Steve, this will take some skill on your part if Lynne is not
going to hurt too much. Work your dick in and out only as far as it
will go. Let her cunt adjust to its size. Then, when I tell you, push
as hard as you possibly can. You'll have to thrust two of three times,
but you'll know when you've broken through. Now here's the hard part -
DON'T pump her after you've broken through. You'll only hurt her more.
Just stop for a few moments, let her calm down, then get off her.
Mount me and finish off in my cunt. OK?"

	I nodded agreement - it didn't seem right, but Sally always
knew what to do before.

	Lynne also nodded, and eagerly took my dick inside her cunt.
Doing exactly what Sally said, I played around with her cunt lips,
letting grow to adjust to my dick. Lynne, however, was hotter than
either Sally or myself thought. She started to cum before I thrust my
dick full into her.

	"NOW, Steve, push hard NOW!" screamed Sally.

	I did, pushing with all the strength that I had in my dick and
my legs. Once, twice, then, on the third heave, I felt my prick break
through Lynne's hymen and bury itself deep into her vagina.

	Lynne, having been screaming in delight just a few moments
earlier, suddenly howled in pain as my cock broke her virginal
barrier. Even though I wanted to keep going, I stopped just like Sally
had asked. Gently, I removed my dick from Lynne's cunt.

	As it came out, I noticed that it was dripping blood! Looking
at Lynne's cunt, blood was coming out from there, too.

	"Oh my God!" I screamed, "What happened to her? I must have
hurt her real bad," I cried.

	"No, Steve, that's only natural. Her bleeding will stop in a
few moments. Now quick, before you get small, get into me!"

	Turning, I saw Sally laying on her back, thighs wide, with her
hands holding her cunt lips open for my dick. I moved over to her,
laid down, and put my dick into her warm, waiting cunt. It wasn't long
before I came, pouring forth my fluid into her waiting love hole.

	I quickly dismounted from Sally and knelt beside Lynne. Her
face had returned to a more normal color, and a small smile was on her
lips.

	"I saw how deep you went into my aunt. I want you to go that
deep into me, too, Steve." She then hugged me tightly, holding my face
against her firm breasts. Sally joined in our hugs, and again we three
cuddled together and recovered from the joys of our lovemaking.

	Sally was the first to get up. She came back from her bedroom
carrying a small box. Opening it, she took out a vibrator and attached
a rubber penis to its head.

	"Lynne, since you so dearly wants Steve's dick to be buried in
your cunt, and I don't want to just stand around watching you two funk
each other, you're going to use this vibrator on my cunt while Steve
is working his dick into yours. Have you seen one before?"

	"Aunt Sally, if we hadn't done today what we have together,
I'd never admit it, but yes, I've not only seen one before, but have
used it on myself, only not deep enough to do to me what Steve did
earlier. I think I can handle it so that you'll have great pleasure.
I'll make sure I give you the same pleasure that Steve will be giving
me."

	I moved so that my face was buried between Lynne's legs. After
hearing that she really wanted me deep inside her, I couldn't wait to
try. I no longer was afraid of hurting her. I greedily assaulted her
cunt with my tongue, sliding it along her slit and getting her fluids
moving.

	Sally had moved so that her cunt was exposed fully to Lynne,
but at the same time could grab my dick and start sucking it. Telling
from the way that she started, I knew that I would be ready to plunge
into Lynne's depths.

	Lynne also went to work on Sally, and soon the vibrator was
buried deep in Sally's cunt. We continued to play with one another,
lifting each other up, close to cumming, then slowing down again,
extending the pleasure as long as we could. Each of us could almost
feel when the other was getting close, and instinctively backed off
just enough to let each other cool down, but not get cold.

	Lynne stopped her fun with the vibrator long enough to say to
me, "Steve, I don't want to rush you, but I want to feel your big dick
in my cunt now!" With that, she rolled onto her back, spreading her
legs wide and holding her cunt lips open for my cock.

	I mounted her, easing my cock into her love hole, and paused
when my dick had just penetrated her. Lynne wiggled around on the
floor, trying to entice me to drive my rock-hard dick further into her
waiting hole. But I held back, wanting her to ask me to drive it in.

	Before I knew what happened, Sally was kissing my lips,
forcing them apart with her tongue. While I was working myself into
Lynne, she had straddled her, allowing Lynne free access to her cunt
with the vibrator while, facing me, was able to kiss my lips. I was so
startled that I plunged my dick all the way into Lynne. Lynne cried
out, just a little, but soon her cries were replaced with moans of
pleasure, as I started riding her harder and harder.

	Lynne not only kept up with my ride, but applied the vibrator
to Sally every bit as hard as I applied my dick to her. This resulted
in all three of us moaning in delight and pleasure as we reached a
mutual high.

	My dick got harder and longer the more I plunged it into
Lynne. There was no question now that Lynne felt only pleasure - you
could see it in her eyes, hear it in her moans of pleasure, and I
could feel it through the way her vagina gripped my dick and refused
to let it go. I grabbed Sally's hair and pulled her face hard onto my,
shoving my tongue into her mouth as hard as I shoved my dick into
Lynne's cunt.

	I could feel the blood rushing to the tip of my tongue as
Sally sucked hard on it. Her cheeks dimpled inward, putting more
pressure on the sides of my tongue as she refused to let it go.

	Lynne wasn't to be outdone either - she took one of her
fingers and inserted in into Sally's asshole while continuing to play
with the vibrator in Sally's cunt. With that, Sally went truly wild!

	She started screaming, bucking wildly, as she came, triggered
by Lynne's finger in her ass. Lynne wouldn't stop with either the
vibrator or her finger, causing Sally to cum again. Watching her
heaving, and the way her boobs pounced so high that they hit her chin,
I redoubled my efforts to push Lynne over the pleasure edge.

	My efforts were working - Lynne got so involved with my dick
tearing into her cunt that she dropped the vibrator, forgetting Sally
as her eyes glazed over with passion and lust. She lifted her legs
over my waist, and tried to drag me further into her battered love
hole. Sally applied pressure to the top of Lynne's cunt, forcing it
even harder against my driving dick. It was too much for both of us -
Lynne screamed in pleasure, tossing her head from side to side as she
came, soaking me and the floor beneath us.

	That was all it took for me - I unleashed the pressure in my
balls with a shot of cum fluid that Lynne could feel over her waves of
passion. I shoved my cock into her as hard as I could, using every
muscle available to me, draining myself into her hole.

	She shoved me out of her cunt and grabbed my dick. Pulling so
hard that it hurt, she inserted my dick into her mouth, and finished
off what her cunt had started. I'd never been sucked so dry before,
not even by Sally! When Lynne was finished, there wasn't a drop of cum
left in my dick.

	"Well," Sally commented when we were through, "it looks like
both of you need little in the way of additional education from me.
Watching your performance today, I'd say that you both earned an `A'
in lovemaking."

	"Aunt Sally, if you ever want me over again, I'll be more than
glad to stay. Especially if Steve is around." Saying that, Lynne got
up and slowly walked to the pool, her hips swaying side to side with
all sorts of love hints behind the motion.

	What had Sally started? Would we ever be the same again? Would
we ever get together again? Only time would tell...