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Sunday School
by Caitlyn Mary Adams (caitlyn_a@hotmail.ca)
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Sixteen year old girl teaching Sunday School gets a
chance to teach a young boy something that he normally
wouldn't get to learn in church. (F-teen, pre-teen
boy, ped, 1st, mast)
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Author Note: My name’s Caitlyn. I’ve been called lots
of things: slut, whore, easy, skank, boyfriend
stealer…you get the picture, but really I just like to
think of myself as sexually explorative.
***
Last spring I got roped into teaching a small Sunday
School class. The usual number of kids was like 5, but
some days there was only 1. The ages were like 5 to 7
or 8 so it wasn't too bad. I was 16 with my hair long
and straight as usual, my body still nice and fit with
just enough soft to round off the curves, and a nice
pair of 36C’s as my weapon of choice.
So this one Sunday I show up and the church is like
roasting. I had worn a zip up sweater over a tank top
that plunged a bit at the front and a pair of nice
tight skinny jeans, but it was so warm I unzipped my
sweater like as soon as I got to the little classroom.
One little boy showed up. He was 6 years old.
By 15 minutes into class I gave up on waiting for more
kids and since I didn't really feel like teaching
anyway I just sat on the back of one small chair with
my feet on the seat of it (not even thinking about my
plunging neckline) and I leaned forward to talk to the
little boy. I asked him if he had any questions since
we weren't going to have a lesson that day. He looked
at me like he had a secret so I told him he could ask
any question.
Finally he opened his Bible and found a spot that
talked about "nursing at a breast" and he asked me
what that meant. He was so innocent he seriously
didn't know. But me, I love having my tits sucked so
this topic pretty much instantly got me going a little
bit.
I explained to him about how after a woman has a baby
her breasts produce milk for the baby to drink. He
still looked a little confused. So I shed my sweater
and leaned forward again, giving the 6 year old boy a
decent view of my cleavage. He squirmed a little in
his seat and tried not to stare.
I laughed and smiled at him. He asked me how the baby
suckles. I laughed again and tried to explain about
the nipple and sucking and everything. Tried, and
failed as I could tell by the clueless expression.
Finally I asked him if he really wanted to know. He
nodded his head and I said alright. I got up, closed
and locked the door and went to stand back by my
chair.
Staring straight at him, I pulled my tank top straps
off my shoulders, down off my arms, and pulled the top
down past my boobs. His eyes got huge, but I kept
going and never took my eyes off him. His eyes stayed
locked on my chest where my bra was all that stood
between this kid and his first look at real tits.
I smiled a little and unceremoniously undid the clip
on my front-clasp bra. I let it drop to the floor and
put my hands over my tits.
I lifted my tits and said, "These are breasts." He
stared hard. I pointed to my nipples and said, "And
these are nipples. This is what the baby sucks on and
milk comes out. Sometimes people besides babies suck
on them too."
"Why would someone else do that?" he asked me. I told
him that girls really like having them sucked on and
lots of people like sucking on them. That got his
attention and I saw his eyes get a little wider.
Still standing there I asked him if he would like to
try. He said he didn't want to do anything bad, and I
assured him that it was perfectly alright, as long as
nobody knows.
I told him to come over to me. He was really shy and
nervous. I put my hands on my hips and pretended to be
getting impatient. His eyes were glued to my now
uncovered tits and I was happy with how they didn't
even think of sagging when I took my hands away. I've
always loved how perky my tits are.
He shuffled over and I wrapped my arms around him for
a big hug. His face was right below my tits and I was
getting really aroused by the whole situation.
I put my hands on the sides of his head and looked him
in the eye. "I think you'll really like this," I said
to him. "We both will." He gave me a little smile and
his eyes shifted back down to my tits. "God I need
this so bad right now," I thought to myself.
Still holding his head I guided his face to my left
tit. "You want it?" I asked. He nodded and I guided
his mouth to the nipple. I felt his breath on my tit
and I closed my eyes in anticipation. They shot open
again when I felt his lips touch my skin. My nipples
instantly hardened as I felt his wet mouth envelope my
nipple and my breath caught in my throat when his
tongue flicked it.
He started sucking and I realized I was holding his
head tight against my tit. I relaxed my grip and he
really started getting into it. His tongue explored my
nipple and the area around it and I quickly felt
myself getting wet and super aroused. His mouth moved
to the lower side of my tit and I realized that a good
portion of my left tit had this kids slobber on it.
I guided his mouth back to the nipple and slide my
right hand down to my crotch. I rubbed outside my
pants for a few moments until I realized just how
turned on I was getting. I fumbled through undoing my
jeans with one hand while attempting to keep my
breathing normal and was just about to slide my hand
inside when he stopped sucking.
I looked down and he looked back up at me. "Are you
sure this is okay, Caitlyn?" he asked sheepishly. I
couldn't believe it. I was moments away from a 6 year
giving me an orgasm in a Sunday School classroom and
he stops to ask for permission. I told him "Kiddo,
anything that feels this great could possibly be bad.
But if we ever tell anyone we can never do it again.
Do you want to do it again?" He nodded vigorously.
"Good," I said, "me too." Then I guided his mouth back
to the same nipple and plunged my right hand down into
my pants. My orgasm hit about 60 seconds later and it
was all I could do to stay on my feet. My whole body
shook and my nipples got even harder than they were
before. I held his head on my tit for the whole
duration of the orgasm while my fingers probed my
pussy.
As the orgasm subsided I knew I needed more. The
little guy pulled his lips off my nipple and asked if
I was okay. I assured him (between gasps) that I was
perfectly fine and asked if he wanted more. He said
yes and I said me too.
I pulled him to the big reading chair in the room. As
I sat down I wiggled my jeans so they were free to
slide further down if I needed to really get my hands
in there.
I guided his face to my right tit this time and told
him to go ahead. He didn't waste any time. His mouth
was around it before I even got my hand into my pants.
I could feel his tongue flicking and swirling around
the nipple. I looked at my left nipple and saw it
getting even harder than before and I knew the right
one was doing the same. "God," I thought, "this kid
has me so wet. I'm totally going to hell and I don't
even care."
My hand quickly slid down to my wet pussy again and I
immediately started fingering myself. His mouth left
the nipple and started licking and slobbering all over
my entire right tot and loved the feeling. I realized
I was humping my own hand and my breathing was getting
heavier and louder. I knew orgasm number 2 was coming
fast. His tongue slid up my sternum-directly between
my tits-before sliding back up my right tit and
planting on my nipple again. The orgasm hit and I felt
my juices on my left hand as I held his head and
whispered "Don't stop."
He switched back to my left tit and I switched back to
having my right hand in my pants (which had shimmied
down to my knees by then anyway). The little guys
tongue explored the whole tit again before he finally
latched on to my nipple again. I was in heaven.
As he sucked I held his head with my left hand and
vigorously fingered my pussy with my right hand. I
could feel another orgasm building quickly an I knew
it would be good. The kids hands slid up and started
groping my tit while he sucked and I swear I felt my
nipples getting harder and harder while my pussy got
wetter and wetter. I didn't know how much more I could
take.
My third orgasm hit me hard and I barely managed to
keep myself from moaning loud enough for the worship
team to hear at the other end of the building. My
juices were soaking my hand, but the kid just kept
slurping and sucking.
I switched him back to my right tit and glanced at the
clock. "I just need 1 more," I thought. "Please God,
just a little more." I knew that my fourth orgasm
wasn't far away and I had yo reach it. We were quickly
running out of time, but I needed it.
I was practically fucking myself with my hand while
the kid sucked my right nipple. Out of nowhere he ran
his tongue from that nipple all the way across my tits
to my other nipple are started sucking there. He
stayed there for just a few moments before running his
tongue back to my right one. He repeated this a few
times and I was able to use both hands on my pussy.
I started humping my own hands as they rubbed and
plunged and did everything they could to light my
crotch on fire. Orgasm number 4 finally hit as my new
little friend started sucking extra hard on my left
nipple. I thought he was gonna suck it right off, but
I didn't care. My whole body shook and trembled and I
squirted all over my hands, my inner thighs, and the
chair. My hips bucked and my lungs felt like they had
forgotten how to breathe.
As the orgasm subsided I whispered that it was time to
stop. He obediently slid his lips off my nipple, but
not without one last swirl of his tongue. I looked
down and saw that my tits were completely covered in
his slobber and that turned me on more than I wanted
to admit. My nipples were harder than I'd ever seen
them and my hands were totally covered in my own
juices.
The bell suddenly rang as we were both attempting to
catch our breath. I slowly stood up and had to catch
myself on the chair. My legs were rubber. He asked if
I was okay and I told him I had never felt more
amazing and it was all because of him.
He reached down and picked up my bra. I thanked him as
he handed it to me. He had a slightly sad look on his
face as I was putting it on. I asked him if he wanted
to give them both a kiss before I put them away. He
nodded. I opened my bra again he planted a good, long,
hard kiss on both of my nipples. I was so ready to go
for another round, but knew we had to get going fast.
I quickly finished dressing without even bothering to
wipe my hands or my tits. As we headed for the door I
asked if he liked what we did. He said yes and asked
if we could ever do it again. I told him we could do
it lots more as long as nobody ever found out. He said
that he'd never tell anybody and that I was the best
friend he ever had. I kissed him on top of his head
and said he was mine too. We opened the door and did
the usual churchy "smile at everybody" thing.
I got home that day and just smiled as I sat in my
room. "Well," I thought to myself, "I'm going to hell
for that one, but at least I had a good time first."
Bonus info... I love teaching Sunday School now and I
can always guarantee a good lesson whenever my class
numbers are down because there's one little boy that
never misses a single week anymore.
END