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George often crosses the line, between personal and professional, when counseling his young, female students. (M/f-teen, ped, 1st, oral) *** PART 1 My name is George Quinn. I am 21 years old and single. I am 5 feet, 9 inches tall with a medium build, and have always been considered good looking. I am the guidance counselor at a suburban high school. This is my first year at the job. Being fresh out of college, I am younger than most of the teachers at the school. I hoped this would give me an advantage in relating to the students. I would soon find out, just how much of an advantage this would be. Being new, my office was in the far reaches of the basement, away from the main busy parts of the building. I didn't have a secretary, instead I was given a student helper, Jessica, as part of a work/study program, every day after school. Jessica was a fifteen year old Sophomore. She was about 5 feet, 6 inches tall, had brown eyes and wavy brunette hair. She had a nice figure, with 34C breasts and fit tan legs. She was not a stunning beauty, but nevertheless, well above average in looks. Being part of the work/study program, Jessica always wore fashionable skirts, which were usually cut just above the knee, showing off her great legs, and stylish blouses, which accentuated her budding breasts. The office was a small, two room area, and Jessica sometimes overheard my counseling sessions with other students, through the thin wall. Although it was not professional, I would sometimes discuss other students, and their problems with her, in an effort for me to get a student perspective on them. One day a freshman, Cindy, came into my office with a common problem. She explained that her boyfriend was pressuring her to "go all the way". Being that Cindy was a virgin, she wanted to know how to handle the situation. After dispensing the typical board approved, abstinence advice, she left. Looking over to the outer office, where Jessica was filing some papers, I noticed a smirk look on her face. "What's the matter?" I asked. "Well," replied Jessica, "that advice you just gave was kind of lame, you know, telling Cindy to tell her boyfriend to respect her. Telling her to tell him they needed to wait until marriage. That's so old fashioned." "Well that's what my parents told me." I said. "And what did your parents tell you?" "They told me to be sure I was emotionally ready and to be safe." Jessica replied. "In fact they put me on the pill, just in case." "So how did that work out for you?" I asked. "Were you emotionally ready when you did it?" "Well actually, I've never done it. I'm still a virgin. I haven't been ready, until, until..." she hesitated. "Until what?" I asked. "Oh never mind." she said, as she went back to her filing. A week passed, and I couldn't get our conversation out of my mind. I don't know if it was my imagination or what, but Jessica seemed to be dressing more sexy - shorter skirts and tighter blouses. Late on Friday afternoon, as the school was all but abandoned, due to the Homecoming football game, Jessica and I were working in the office. She had on a tight, scoop neck, cotton blouse, which gave me the best view ever, of her teenage cleavage. She seemed to be flaunting her body even more than ever before. She found any excuse to stand close to me, pressing her breasts, which I am sure were braless, against my body from all directions. At one point, I raised my hand to reach for something, and she leaned into me, causing my hand to rest against her breast. As I pulled away, she leaned closer, preventing me from dislodging myself. Looking me straight in the eye, she softly spoke. "Until, until now." she said. "Until now what?" I asked, my hand still on her fifteen year old breast. "I haven't been emotionally ready to have sex, until now." she whispered as she pulled away from me, and sat down on the office couch. Her skirt rode up to her thighs, as she spread her legs, giving me a full on view of what was below. She wasn't wearing panties, and I could see a neatly trimmed brown bush. As she spread her legs further, her slit opened up, revealing the dark, moist opening toward the back. I started to say something about how she was a student and I was the teacher and that we shouldn't be doing this while at the same time my body was drawn to the couch beside her. Jessica grabbed my hand and placed it on her pussy. It was moist and silky and I couldn't resist placing my finger, into her vaginal opening. It was so wet, my finger slid right in, all the way up to her hymen. She was not lying, she was a virgin. As I was fingering her in and out, Jessica reached over, undid my zipper, and pulled out my penis. I am a healthy eight inches and about as thick as an Italian sausage. She wrapped her hand around it and squeezed gently. This was so wrong, however, there was no turning back. I scooted up, and centered myself between her legs. I placed my penis, at the entrance of her pussy, and prepared to thrust forward. "Before we do this," I asked, "are you sure you're emotionally ready?" I got my answer as Jessica put her hands on my butt, and pulled me into her, hard. She was so wet, that I slid in all the way up to the hilt, feeling her hymen give way as I did. She winced momentarily. I hesitated inside her, for a few minutes, savoring the feeling of a virgin fifteen year old pussy. It brought back memories of my first time. I was snapped back to reality, as Jessica started to rock back and forth. I took the hint and started to pump in and out. I like to use long, slow strokes, coming almost all the way out and then going all the way in each time. It maximizes the pleasure on my shaft and makes my penis feel twice as long. I pumped in and out slowly. Her vaginal muscles milked my shaft, as her pussy walls tugged gently at my cockhead. I kept up this deliberate pace for about ten minutes. Jessica tried to get me to speed up, but I maintained my steady rhythm. She wrapped her legs around my hips, in an effort to pull me in deeper and started to grind into me, at an ever increasing pace. All on a sudden, her orgasm took over. Jessica's vaginal walls started to expand and contract and she was rocking into me at a frantic pace. At the same time, I speeded up my pumping, matching the intensity of her quivering pussy. Soon, I was spewing, load after load, of hot, waxy cum, deep into her pussy. I felt completely spent, my balls totally drained of their essence. As I pulled out, a river of semen, flowed out of her pussy opening, and onto the couch. I wanted to say something to her, but words escaped me. Jessica straightened her skirt, stood up, gave me a hug, and left, saying nothing either. I cleaned up with some tissues I had, and left a little while later. *** I couldn't stop thinking about Jessica, all the next day. When Saturday night came, I had signed-up to chaperone the Homecoming Dance. I was not looking forward to spending my night, supervising a group of rowdy high school students. However, I changed my attitude, shortly after I arrived. I noticed that dress codes had changed since I was in high school. The girls must have been taking fashion advice from MTV, for I could never have imagined how sexy they looked. Attire ran the gamut from evening gowns, with waist high slits, to mini cocktail dresses, with low cut tops. Teenage legs and cleavage were everywhere. As they danced, round asses and bouncing breasts filled the dance floor. I had a perpetual hard-on. Off to the corner, I saw a group of girls walk into the room. One of them was Jessica. Evidently she did not have a date, and came with a group. Like the others, she looked stunning. She wore a black satin mini cocktail dress, so short, I could almost see her panties and with a top cut so low, when she bent over, I swear I could see her nipples. As she spent the night dancing with both boys and girls, I couldn't help but stare at her body and fantasize about the parts I didn't get to see. At one point, she came over to me, at the chaperone's table, and made small talk. I considered asking her to dance but then came to my senses. As the evening was winding down, I was disappointed as I noticed Jessica had left with her friends. Going to the parking lot, I got into my car, preparing to go home. All of a sudden, the passenger side door opened, and in jumped Jessica. She slid next to me, placed her hand on my lap, and gave my flaccid penis a squeeze. "I've been waiting for this all night," she said, "let's go to your place." "What about your parents?" I asked. "Don't you have to be home soon?" "No." she answered. "They think I'm at a sleep over with my friends." With that, I pulled away and headed home. We walked cautiously to my apartment, making sure no one saw us. Once inside, she threw her arms around me. "How about that dance I could tell you were dying for all night?" she said. I reached over, and flicked on my CD player. Luckily some slow romantic music was in the machine. We pulled each other close, and swayed in time with the music. Her breasts were pushing into my chest. We were so close that my flaccid penis grew to its full eight inches and pressed into her crotch. "Wow, does a little, innocent girl like me, do that to you?" she asked. "You're not so little and definitely not so innocent," I replied, as I placed my mouth over hers. Jessica opened it up, and fed me her tongue. We kissed like that until the song ended and then I led her to my bedroom. I sat on the bed as she stood before me. Reaching up to her top, she lowered first one and then the other dress strap. The front fell forward revealing two of the perkiest, natural 34C breasts I had ever seen. Pushing down further, the dress fell to the floor. This time she was wearing panties. They were black, satin, French cut bikinis. They dug nicely into her crotch and when she turned around, they clung firmly to her round butt. Placing her thumbs in the waistband, she lowered the panties while turning back to face me. It was then I got a real good look at her fifteen year old pussy. As I saw yesterday, it was covered by a neatly trimmed bush of brown pubic hair. Her pussy lips, were full and plush. There was a slight hint of her inner vaginal lips, straining to poke thru her slit. As she spread her legs further, I could see the dark, moist opening, at the far recesses of the slit, that I had been inside of yesterday. I pulled off my clothes, reached out and pulled her close to me on the bed. Her body was hot, almost as if she had a fever. Her breasts were soft as they pressed against me. I had to have a taste. I leaned down and put my mouth over her right breast. Opening slightly, I drew her nipple into it. Sucking gently, I licked all around the aureola with my tongue. The nipple expanded in my mouth. I had my hand on her left breast. Squeezing lightly, I enjoyed the firm softness. Rubbing my palm, over her nipple, caused it to also expand. Soft moans were coming from her as I again covered her mouth with mine. It was open, relaxed, hot and moist. I moved my hand from her breast, down to between her legs. Jessica spread them wide. Like yesterday, she was soaking wet. My finger went right in. This time there was no barrier to stop it. I rubbed around in a circular motion and probed the area at the top of her slit with my thumb. Through her wet, matted hair, I felt a small bud emerging. It was her teenage clitoris. Rubbing it, caused her to moan louder and melt into me. She reached over and took hold of my penis which was at its full eight inches. Rather than pump it, she seemed to be exploring. Jessica squeezed my cock from the base to the head, enamored by its feel. She started pulling it towards her pussy, but I pulled away. I instead began kissing down her body. Starting at her neck, I worked my way down to her breasts, past her tummy, to between her legs. My mouth landed on her pussy, at her clitoris. I planted my lips onto the excited bud, and licked in circles, with the tip of my tongue. I could tell this was turning her on by the way her moaning increased, the way her crotch was thrusting upward, and the aroma of arousal filling the air. After five minutes of me eating her out, Jessica's body exploded, in a powerful orgasm. A slight amount of warm moisture, washed over my face as my tongue moved down to her opening. She held out her arms, coaxing me into them. I scooted up, over her body, my penis rested between her legs. Jessica reached down, and placed my penis, onto the opening of her vagina. As I pushed forward, she was so wet, my penis slid in easily. I felt engulfed in a hot, wet tunnel. I again began thrusting, with long, deep, slow strokes. In this position, I was going in even deeper than yesterday. Jessica too could feel the difference. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her thrusts matched my every movement. This time she was rocking as slow as me, wanting also to make it last. After about a half hour of this, it was I who couldn't take it anymore. The tightness of her vaginal walls, around my cockhead, was pushing me to the brink. I started to speed up, maintaining the still deep penetration. She took the cue, and began thrusting upward, even faster. We both came at the same time. As her vaginal muscles, contracted around my penis, a massive load of hot semen was milked out of my balls, through the shaft of my penis, and deep into her vagina. There I was, a twenty one year old, with my penis deep inside a fifteen year old. As I pulled out, glob upon glob of white, waxy cum, flowed out of her pussy, onto the sheets. We held each other in our arms, and fell asleep. I awoke the next morning, to find Jessica with her hands on my flaccid penis. She was exploring it, in the light of day, with complete fascination. I also got my first real daylight look at her totally naked young body, from her budding teenage breasts, to her plush ripe pussy, whose hair was coated with a combination of dried juices and semen. As she continued to explore my cock, it grew in her in hands as she watched. I could tell, she wasn't quite sure, but she nevertheless put her mouth right over the head, and bore down. The tip was soon engulfed in a hot, wet caldron of pleasure. As she got used to it, she slid her mouth down further. She could only get her mouth half way over my penis. Although she was inexperienced, she instinctively used her tongue, to lick the underside of my shaft, up to the bottom of my cockhead and back down. This, plus the intense suction on my cockhead, caused me to ejaculate in no time. I emptied a significant load, into her mouth, which she swallowed readily. We talked about what had happened over the last few days, and agreed we needed to be discrete if we wanted to continue. We took a shower together, further exploring each other's bodies. I fingered her to another orgasm and then we got out and got dressed. She put on some casual "sleep over" clothes she had brought in a backpack and gathered up her Homecoming dress. I dropped her off, several blocks from her house, and she walked the rest of the way home. We continued to have sex, every chance we could - sometimes in the office when no one was around, other times at my apartment when she could get free. I taught her everything I knew about sex. We had sex in every position possible. Unfortunately, her father got a job in another city, and she had to move away in November. Our "counseling" sessions were over, but I'll always remember Jessica. To be continued... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 76