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Rose (FF)
by vanessav99@hotmail.com
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My dad sighed as he read my progress report. He sat down at his
desk. I tugged at my short black hair as he was reading the paper.
He always sat me down in his office all the time when we had
things to talk about. I felt like one of his clients sitting in
his office in our huge house. My father was a defense attorney and
a good one. It was my father's dream to finally move out of his
bad neighborhood to a good one and he finally obtained it. After
my mom died, he worked even harder to make a living for me. At
first the move was hard. With us being the only black family on
the block in an all white neighborhood was intimidating, but the
people were good and everyone was more worried about themselves
than anyone else.
My father took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
"Gina, I can't believe your grades are this poor. How can you
expect to get into a good college with these grades. You're 17
now. You gotta think about what you're going to do with your
life," he said.
We had been over this talk many times. I didn't want to do what he
wanted me to do. I wanted to be an artist, but that wasn't good
enough for him.
"I don't want you to have to go through what I went through. Look
at you! You got what most kids where I come from can only dream
about," he said again.
Then why don't you let them live here, I thought, but dare
wouldn't say it aloud.
"Tutor after tutor. Are you just not getting the stuff?" he asked.
I just stared at him.
"I want to be an artist," I murmured.
"Oh don't start that artist shit with me Gina? Do you know how
many 'artists' there are?"
"A lot," I said.
"That's right a lot, and you know how many of those artists become
famous. None!" he said getting up pacing.
"That's not true, there are a lot of famous artists out there," I
cried.
"Well those are old lonely people who are crazy. Ask them how long
it took them before they were even considered," he said.
"But it's gonna be different for me. I'm good. People have said I
am. There are people offering me -- -"
"Promises Gina, promises. I'm a lawyer even I know about
promises," he said, "Today you are getting a new tutor. And that's
all there is to that. I won't have any more talk about this artist
shit. Now I have an appointment I have to run to, and the tutor
will be here in an hour. I want some changes, Gina," he said
leaving his office.
I almost started to cry when he left. It's my life. Why can't I do
what I please. I sat in my dad's office until the tutor came. I
opened the door to see a tall Spanish woman with big brown eyes
and long jet black hair. I was stunned by her beauty.
She is gorgeous, I thought. She would be easy. She had no idea
that she wouldn't be the first tutor that I fucked. I liked using
the tutors that way. My dad hired them and I used them, not for
studying purposes. She would come and go like the rest and I would
be back in my dad's office with the same lecture about my grades.
I didn't want to go to some fancy college. I wanted to draw, and
it wasn't the tutors that were helping me.
"Hi, I'm Rose Hernandez," she said sticking out her hand for me to
shake.
"I'm Gina. Come on in," I said taking her hand. I took her coat
off and hung it on the coat rack. She had a great body. Nicely
curved hips under her tight skirt, long legs with red pumps on. I
turned my eyes to her breasts which stood out firm. They had to be
at least a C cup. I would love to suck on those. I caught a
glimpse of her ass. It was round and jutted out a little. I nodded
my head. She could be easy.
I led her into the dining room. My books were set out. She took a
seat.
"So where should we get started," she said smiling.
"Well, I'm not doing so well in math," I said quietly.
"Okay," she said grabbing a huge math book, "So where are we
having trouble?"
"Trying to find degree's of right triangles, using SIN, COS, and
TAN," I said.
"Oh I see," she said flipping through the book.
The rest of the time I listened to her talk about triangles. I
wasn't really listening. I focused on her. The way her spanish
accent flowed. It sounded beautiful to me. She seemed to know what
she was talking about. I brushed my fingertips on her thigh.
"Oops sorry," I said.
She smiled and went back to explaining. I figured she was about 21
or 22. It didn't matter to me. She looked good and all I could
think about was how good she might be when I would fuck her. I was
getting all wet and excited from thinking about her, but at the
same time, I couldn't help but feel something more for her. I knew
it would probably be a one time thing between us, but why was I
expecting more.
"You think you got it?" she asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Okay try a few problems for me," she said handing me a paper and
pencil.
I quickly worked out the problems and handed the paper to her.
"I'm very impressed. These are done correctly," she said smiling
at me. Of course I already knew how to do the problems. It was
just a diversion to get to what I really wanted.
"You want anything to drink?" I asked, "Punch?"
"Yes please," she said.
I walked quickly to the kitchen and appeared a second later with a
glass of punch for Rose.
"Thank you. You have beautiful brown eyes," Rose said staring at
me.
"Thanks," I said, "I get them from my mom."
"Is that your mom?" she asked pointing to a portrait hanging on
the wall.
"Yes," I answered looking at the portrait.
"She's beautiful. She looks like Diana Ross," she said sipping the
punch.
"She does," I smiled. I sat down next to her.
"So tell me about yourself," I said.
I learned that she was a 21 year old college graduate. She worked
in a huge company, but didn't go into details about it, and that
tutoring was her way of making extra money. She wanted to be a
teacher, and she needed the money to get her credentials. I also
found out that she had just got out of a nasty break-up with her
ex boyfriend. The more she spoke the more I was drawn to her. I
don't know how much time passed, but I heard my father come in.
"Hi, you must be Rose," my father said greeting her.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you. Mr. Williams," she said smiling.
I realized that I loved her smile.
"Please call me Kevin," he said, "I hope the tutoring is going
well."
"It is. Well I have to be off now. I will be back tomorrow. Same
time?" she asked looking at me.
"Sure," I asked.
Rose gathered up her things and left the house. I couldn't wait
till tomorrow.
The next day. I dressed up a little more than casual. I wore a
short black skirt with no underwear and a blue sheer blouse,
making sure my black bra was revealing, but hiding my luscious,
big, ebony breasts. I heard the doorbell ring. I rushed downstairs
and opened the door. Rose stood there, with a red sundress on. She
looked just as beautiful as the day before.
"Hello," she said with her beautiful accent.
"Hi, I'm ready to be tutored," I said.
"I love your shirt," she said lowering her eyes.
"Thanks," I said.
"Well shall we get started," she said stepping in the dining room.
She took her seat and I sat next to her.
"Okay we're going to work with some more problems involving
triangles," Rose said. I sat again staring at her as she explained
more problems that I knew how to do. I decided to make my move.
I touched her thigh again. This time not moving it. She didn't
appear to notice it. So I moved my hand higher up her thigh. She
stopped talking and looked down at my hand that was touching her
thigh. I smiled and kissed her wrist. I moved my hand up higher on
her thigh just so I could feel the soft bristles of pussy hair.
She wasn't wearing any underwear either. I planted kisses up her
arm, onto her neck, and finally on her mouth. Our tongues met. Her
lips tasted of cherries. I moved my hand farther and met her soft
pussy lips. She was very wet. I found her clit and gave it a soft
rub in a circle. She moaned with pleasure. I stuck my finger
inside her wet pussy. I bent down and kissed her thighs as I
fingered her pussy. She was very tight. I took my finger out of
her. It was dripping with her girl cum. I licked the cum off my
fingers. It tasted sweet and the smell was arousing. I was
beginning to get real wet. She moaned softly and said something in
spanish. I helped her take off her dress. No bra either. I smiled
when I saw her honey colored breasts. I reached out and touched
the nipple of her one of her breasts. I circled it with my finger.
She grabbed my hand and kissed it. She grabbed my head and dove
her tongue into my mouth. She gave me a long passionate kiss. She
helped me get my clothes off and soon we were naked on the dining
room rug kissing each other every where. Rose got on top of me and
straddled me. She bent down and kissed me on my lips. I could feel
her wetness from her pussy lips on my stomach. She rubbed her
pussy along my belly back and forth. Her breasts were at eye level
with me. I kissed and sucked on each one as she rubbed herself on
me. Then she began to plant kiss down my belly all the way to my
neatly shaved pussy. She stopped and touched my clit. I let out
soft cry as she began to rub it gently around. I bucked my hips to
her rhythm of touch. She spread my pussy lips apart and started to
lick my pussy lapping up all my juices. I moaned louder and began
to move faster. Rose flicked her tongue over my clit rapidly. I
screamed as I orgasmed. My cum gushed on her face and she began to
lick it up as it came from my throbbing pussy. She got up and
kissed me. I could taste myself on her lips. I hungrily kissed
her.
I rolled her over gently so she was on her back. I wasted no time
with the petty kissing. I dove straight for her pussy. I stuck my
first finger inside her. She cried aloud. I pumped it inside of
her as I began to lick her clit softly. She spread her legs
farther apart and began to move her hips up and down as I
continued licking her clit. She grabbed my head and pressed down
hard. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked on it. She came on
me, with my fingers driving in and out of her. She whimpered
softly and relaxed. I kissed her pussy and laid on top of her, so
that I was in between her legs. We kissed for awhile. We were
tired and sweaty.
A few minutes later I began to get dressed. She did the same. I
knew there was something different about Rose. She wasn't like the
other girls I did it with. She was different. More passionate. She
kissed me on the lips after she was done dressing.
"I don't think we got any studying done," she said laughing.
"Don't worry. I think I'm catching on," I said, "Before you go, I
wanna show you something."
"What?"
"Follow me."
I led her upstairs to my room. I went through my closet and
brought out a big book.
"Sit," I said patting the bed.
She sat down next to me. I opened the book to show her my
drawings.
"Wow," she said as she flipped through them, "These are really
good."
"You think? I really want to be an artist. It's my dream."
"Well why not follow your dreams?"
"Well my father doesn't seem to think that being an artist is
good. But it's my decision. I don't want to go to a big college. I
know what I'm doing. I feel like I'm gonna make it with these
drawings. He hasn't even seen my work. You're the only one to see
them," I said. I felt tears form in my eyes.
"Listen, always follow your heart," she said putting a hand on my
shoulder, "Always."
She kissed me on the forehead.
"I have to go," Rose said getting up to leave.
"Wait, will you be here tomorrow?" I asked.
"Yes."
I touched her face and slowly kissed her. I touched her breasts as
I kissed her passionately. I raised her dress and touched her
pussy.
"Mmm. I must go," she said breaking away from me. She blew a kiss
at me before she left.
She was different. And I know I didn't know her too well, but I
loved her and I wanted to be with her.
A few hours later, I heard my dad come in the house. I decided
that I was going to talk to him. I walked downstairs and found him
in the kitchen.
"Dad?"
"Yes, hun what is it," he said.
"I don't want to go Harvard or Princeton, or any other fancy
college," I said firmly, "I want to be an artist."
"I thought we went through this already," he sighed.
"No, you went through it. I didn't. I want to draw."
"That's out of the question! And I don't want to talk about it any
more!" he yelled.
"It's my life and I should be able to do with it what I please!" I
screamed.
"I will not let you ruin your life!"
"It's my life!" I cried. The tears of anguish from my eyes dropped
onto my cheeks. I stormed upstairs to my room and slammed the
door. I finally made my decision.
I knocked softly on Rose's apartment door. I heard clicking
noises, then the door opened slowly.
"Gina?" Rose said groggily.
"Yeah it's me Rose, I'm sorry for waking you up," I said.
Rose opened the door all the way and let me in.
"How'd did you find out where I lived?" she asked.
"I asked information," I said.
"What's with that?" she asked pointing to the bags I was carrying.
I broke down crying and told her how me and my dad got in a fight,
and how I was running away. She stroked my hair gently as she
listened. I told her that I stole 500 bucks from him and took a
cab here.
"I don't have anywhere else to go," I sobbed.
"You know this isn't right. Your dad will be worried," Rose said
softly.
"But you told me to follow my heart and Rose, I love you and I
can't think about anything else," I said.
She fell silent.
She bent down and kissed my lips softly. I closed my eyes and
returned the kiss. She smelled of strawberries. She cupped my
breast and kissed it gently through my blouse. She took my hand
and led me to her bedroom. She sat me on the bed and slowly began
to unbutton my blouse. I touched her breasts through her satin
nightgown as she was unbuttoning my blouse. She kissed each of my
breasts and unsnapped my bra. She licked my nipples in circular
motions. I moaned softly. She slid her hand up my skirt and
stroked my pussy. She gave me a sly smile and gently removed my
underwear and my skirt. I laid back on her bed naked and spread my
legs to reveal my wet pussy. She removed her gown and kissed my
thigh. She planted kisses all the way up my thigh. When she got to
my pussy she kissed my clit gently. She inhaled deeply and gave a
soft moan. I felt her tongue connect with my clit. I moved my hips
to the circular motions of her tongue rubbing my clit. She started
sucking on my clit and rubbing my pussy lips with her hands. I
cried out softly as she stuck her tongue inside me. She probed it
in and out of me. I stroked her hair gently. Suddenly she got on
top of me so that her pussy was in my face and her tongue was
gently stroking my pussy ready to perform a 69. I touched her clit
with my fingers and began to rub it rapidly. I could hear her moan
between slurps and kisses on my pussy. I stuck my finger inside
her pussy and began to finger her as I stuck my tongue out and
licked her clit. She moaned and moved her hips up and down on my
face. I cried out as I felt myself began to climax. I could tell
she was about to come. I flicked my tongue faster on her clit and
pumped my fingers in and out of her faster. I tightened my thighs
around her head as we both came on each other. I tasted her sweet
cum as it exploded on my face. She got off of me and kissed my
lips. We both gave each other passionate kisses on each others
breasts.
We lay next to each other entangled in the bed sheets until the
next morning. I knew, then, that I was happy.
THE END :-)
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