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Subject: {Dulcinea} Repost: Homework

Homework
by Dulcinea


Shopping.  Oh, how he hated shopping.  He hated sitting here, waiting
for her to try on outfit after outfit.  But at least she wanted his
opinion on what she wore.  He sighed, looking at his watch.

He started laughing as soon as she stepped out to the dressing room.
"What's wrong?" she asked, spinning around to look in the mirror behind
her.  The navy blazer, white blouse and plaid skirt went well together,
she thought.  "You don't like it?"

"No!  I love it!"  He waggled his eyebrows.  "You look like a Catholic
school girl.  And I'd love to tell you what I'd like to do with you,
dressed like that."

Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she ducked back into the dressing
room, changing into the next outfit.  But, after a moment's hesitation,
she added it to her small pile of purchases.  She was going to have a
little fun.



It had been a long day, and he was so looking forward to getting home
and taking a hot shower.  He'd just slid the key into the lock on his
car door when he felt a tap on his shoulder.  "Hey, Mister," a soft
voice said.  "I missed my bus.  Could you give me a ride home?"

He spun around quickly, surprised to see his lovely lady standing there.
Her face was clean of makeup (which he preferred, anyway), her long hair
done up in curly pigtails.  He recognized the outfit immediately, his
eyes moving down her body, taking in the straining buttons of her white
blouse, her bare legs, and the short cuff socks and black patent leather
shoes.  She carried a couple of textbooks, and she tossed her hair
impatiently, like a teenager would.  "Well?"  She asked impatiently.
"Can I get that ride?"

"Uh, yeah!"  He could feel his cock rising to the occasion.  "Get in.
I'll take you home."

He watched as she walked around the car, enjoying the sight of her long
legs as she lowered herself into the car.  Popping a piece of gum in her
mouth, she began to blow bubble after bubble, fiddling with the radio
stations, acting generally obnoxious.  "I, uh, need to stop by my house
first," he said, turning down his street.  "Do you mind?"

"No, I guess not."  She snapped her gum, leaning back in the seat,
making the blouse strain even further.  He could see her lacy white bra
through the opening in buttons, and he felt his body react.  "Can I come
in and use your bathroom?"

"Sure."  He pulled the car into the garage, waiting until the door
closed to get out of the car.  She followed him into their house,
looking around at everything as though she'd never been there before.
Dropping her books on the couch, she wandered around the living room,
eventually plopping into one of the armchairs, hanging her leg over the
arm.  "Nice place."  she said.

"Thanks."  He knelt on the floor before her, running his hand along her
bare leg.  "Hey!"  She pulled her leg out of his reach.  "What are you,
some kind of pervert?"

"Yes!"  He pulled her legs apart, pushing the plaid skirt up to reveal
her white cotton panties.  One finger slid under the fabric, massaging
the wet softness he found.  "Do you like that?" he asked.

"Uh-huh."  Already her breathing had changed, her eyes glossing over.
Sliding the panties aside, he pressed his mouth against her pussy,
running his tongue through her slit.  "Have you ever had a man eat you
out before?" he asked.

"No," she groaned, staying in the role.  "Don't stop."

He grinned, pushing his tongue deeper.  Her groans came faster and
faster, her body arching in the chair as he brought her to a climax.
"Now, how was that?"

"Great," she squealed as he pulled her body down to sit on top of his,
his hardness pressing against her.  "Now I have something else you'll
like."  Unzipping his slacks, he freed his hard cock, pulling her body
down on top of him.  Thrusting into her rapidly, he began unbuttoning
her blouse, watching her breasts jiggle as he fucked deep into her.
"How does that feel, young lady?"

"Ohhh!"  His hands were on her hips as she began her second orgasm,
holding her on top of him.  With a moan, he shot his cum deep inside of
her, laying back as she collapsed on top of him.  "Thanks for helping me
with my homework, Mister," she said.

"Homework?"

"Yes."  She kissed him deeply, her tongue thrusting into his mouth,
still rocking on his semi-hard cock.  "Sex education class."

He laughed, rolling over so she was pinned under him.  "Well, you're a
quick study, my dear."  He began thrusting his hips again, feeling his
own arousal building again.  "Let's shoot for an 'A'."


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