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This is a story I wrote back in 2004. I hope you enjoy it. Wickedtea. Feel free to comment to me in person at wickedteax at hotmail.com My name is Mitchell, but most people call me Mitch. I lived in a small town 40 miles from civilization, with a population of only about 250 or so. It is one of those towns where everybody knows each other. In this town you were either a miner or a miners wife. I was 17, and because of the day I was born, as well as being left back a year, I was the oldest in my 10th grade class. School was kind of nice, because most of our teachers were women. For the most part, I think all of them were very pretty. But these women had it rough. They had to put up with the same old sweaty men coming home from the bar every night after a long day at the mine. Most of the miners were alcoholics, for sure. I was in Ms. Campbell's class. Ms. Campbell had just got back from college, and for a 25 year old, she still looked my age. Most of us boys talked about what it would be like to be in bed with her. Her long blonde hair and skinny figure are just what I liked in a woman. As far as we knew, Ms. Campbell didn't belong to any miner, or any other man for that matter. Sitting next to me was my younger sister, Milla. She is such an airhead that Ms. Campbell had to talk our parents into after-hours tutoring. So my sister got to go to Ms. Campbell's house every night until her grades got back up. Must have been two months, and six days a week to catch her up. They didn't always go over lessons either. Milla always came home talking about how Ms. Campbell let her watch educational videos all night, and sometimes Ms. Campbell would braid her hair for her. But that is all over now, as Milla is doing better in class than I am. …but everything was about to change
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This is a story I wrote back in 2004. I hope you enjoy it. Wickedtea. Feel free to comment to me in person at wickedteax at hotmail.com
My name is Mitchell, but most people call me Mitch. I lived in a small town 40 miles from civilization, with a population of only about 250 or so. It is one of those towns where everybody knows each other. In this town you were either a miner or a miners wife.
I was 17, and because of the day I was born, as well as being left back a year, I was the oldest in my 10th grade class. School was kind of nice, because most of our teachers were women. For the most part, I think all of them were very pretty. But these women had it rough. They had to put up with the same old sweaty men coming home from the bar every night after a long day at the mine. Most of the miners were alcoholics, for sure.
I was in Ms. Campbell's class. Ms. Campbell had just got back from college, and for a 25 year old, she still looked my age. Most of us boys talked about what it would be like to be in bed with her. Her long blonde hair and skinny figure are just what I liked in a woman. As far as we knew, Ms. Campbell didn't belong to any miner, or any other man for that matter.
Sitting next to me was my younger sister, Milla. She is such an airhead that Ms. Campbell had to talk our parents into after-hours tutoring. So my sister got to go to Ms. Campbell's house every night until her grades got back up. Must have been two months, and six days a week to catch her up. They didn't always go over lessons either. Milla always came home talking about how Ms. Campbell let her watch educational videos all night, and sometimes Ms. Campbell would braid her hair for her. But that is all over now, as Milla is doing better in class than I am.
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Just as I thought that, a funny thought ran through my mind. What if I would become an airhead. I mean, would Ms. Campbell tutor me.....alone? In her house? The thought kept running through my head. Would my parents buy it? I have been doing good in school all year. Algebra 2, Ms Campbell's class, is one of my best grades. I then came to a conclusion. It was worth the try. Being so good in the class just meant that I could get my grades back at the pace I wanted.
The bell rang. I hadn't been paying attention but a lick of drool ad ran out my lip. As the class ended I watched everyone walk out of the class. Milla said goodbye to Ms Campbell, and looked back at me. "Coming?"
"Be right there." It was the last class of the day and we all had to catch the bus or wait until our parents came to pick us up hours from now. I walked bravely over to Ms. Campbell.
"Yes Mitchell?" I hated that name. Mitchell. Hated it until just then, when she said it.
"I think I am having trouble understanding the lesson we are going over." I lied out my teeth, I hadn't even been paying attention to the lesson.
"Well I was watching you back there, and it didn't seem like you were concentrating on the whiteboard at all. You were just staring at the wall. Something bothering you?" she smiled. God I wanted her. Brains and beauty all wrapped up in one skinny blonde package.
"I actually have been looking ahead in out Algebra book, and the coming lessons seem very hard to me. I usually am pretty natural with math, but this looks plain hard," I said to her hoping I could get her to say those magical words.
Her lips opened with a smile, "Maybe you need tutoring?"
"BINGO!" I thought. "In like Flynn."
"Tutoring? Well... you did such a great job with Milla, shes even getting better grades now than I am." It was the only true thing I have said yet.
"Alright, I'll call your mother, and you can drive home with me. Get your backpack."
I couldn't believe this was actually happening. She left the classroom, and I waited. Two minutes passed by, and Ms. Campbell came back into the room.
"Its good with your mom, come on Mitchell." She curled her finger at me.
I was intoxicated by her body, and I could not wait to see her house, where she gets dressed, sleeps, takes baths, and whatever else women do.
We got into her Toyota, and she started driving. As she worked the peddles, her skirt, which I was noticing now was above her knees, kept crawling higher as her seat kept her butt lower than her thighs. All I could think about was how nice it would be if they went all the way up. I wondered what type of underwear she wore. I thought "It sure would be great if she did not wear underwear!"
"Something wrong?" She caught me off guard.
I tried to think up a good lie about why I was staring at her thighs, but all I could murmur was "Nope." I noticed her smile at me. Then I realized. A bulge had started to form in my pants. What could I do? Thinking about it didn't help...and it started to become more noticeable. I quickly took my backpack off of the floor and put it on my lap and started looking through the pouch.
"Here we are, welcome to my humble abode," she said as we pulled into a driveway with a two story house on it, "just me and my dog, Fido. Don't let him harass you. And don't look him in the eyes." She smiled and I figured she was joking.
"OK," I replied. Her house had a complete six foot privacy fence with plants and bushes all about. I noticed it was a nice spring day. "Nice place," I added.
"Can you help me with this?" Ms Campbell opened trunk and pulled out box from it. "Its heavy, and its been in there for days. Not often I get a strong man around here to help me with things at all."
My mental jaw dropped. She thought I was strong. Well I came over and grabbed this box that had black marker all over its labels and writing. "What is it?"
She came back quickly with, "Here, I'll open the door for you, just take it and put it in my room on the first floor. Its a new vacuum my mother sent me."
"Oh." Heavy vacuum I thought. I muscled this box all the way up to her door, and as I got there she opened the door.
Standing in the door was none other than this monstrous rottweiler. I look at him and said "Hey there pup...ahhhhh!" The monster jumped up at me and I dropped the box, and then started to run. I ran all over the yard, all the meanwhile Ms. Campbell was shouting things like "Fido!" and "Don't run Mitchell, hell just chase you more!" She yelled something that I could not understand, and the dog stopped and ran back for the front door. He lost all interest in me. I even followed him back to the door, and he didn't seem to care. In her hand was a jar of peanut butter.
"He loves this more than anything." She took a wad out of the jar with her finger and held it at the dog. Fido started uncontrollably licking her fingers. "You try, he'll love you for it."
"Anything rather than being bitten." I grabbed the jar and put my hand inside to find it almost empty. "There is not a lot left." I grabbed what I could and started to help feed Fido. It was pretty creamy and it took the dog a while to get it all off of me.
"I have a bunch of jars," she paused, "It was on sale so I bought a bunch. You know Milla and I had to go through almost the same thing when I was tutoring her."
"Really, heh." I laughed thinking about Milla getting a big dog bite out of her little round butt. I finished putting the box into the room that she wanted. "So which room are we going to study in?"
"You, Mitch, will start in the kitchen reading the current lesson. I am going to go upstairs real quick to get out of this monkey suit. Come on Fido." She walked upstairs and Fido followed right behind.
"OK," I walked into the kitchen and almost tripped over a full dog food bowl, sitting next to an empty water bowl. "How much peanut butter does that dog get?" I thought to myself. After washing my hands, I went over to the table and opened up a book, and started to read it like I was studying.
About 20 long minutes later Ms. Campbell walked in wearing baggy grey sweats, "Much better. Hey Mitch, I was wondering if you could do me a favor." She walked over and sat down in the chair next to me. She called me Mitch.
"Yeah?" I wondered.
"Call me Sue, but only here. Its awkward having you calling me Ms. Campbell all of the time in my own house. I could get fired for you calling me Sue at work, so please try to be mature about the situation. Same rule goes for Milla. OK?" She smiled when she talked, and was very good at both.
I nodded "OK, Sue. Short for Susan?"
She stood up and went for the fridge. Her sweats were large, and her sweatpants barely stayed on her waist. "Yes, but I hate that name. Almost as much as you hate being called Mitchell, at least that's what Milla says." She closed the door to the fridge and began wrestling with her sweatpants elastic cord. "Damn cord, Ergh!" She said as she fought with it, picking at it.
"Whats wrong?" I asked.
"My nails are too long to get this knot in the elastic."
"I can get it, my sweatpants always do that, and I'm pretty good at undoing tight knots." Truth be told.
She walked over to noticeably very close to me, and I was still sitting down. "Go for it." She held in her sweatpants and I grabbed the dangling cord.
This is something I was actually good at, and as I messed with the cord, I could only think about how close I was to her, and actually how close I was to her sweet sex. I was almost done and the phone rang. She let go of one hand to grab the nearby phone. Her sweatpants opened up on one side and all I saw was hip flesh and a thin black line wrapping around her waist. I took another glance at it and finished undoing the knot.
"Uh-huh, yes, thank you, wrong number," she hung up the phone and said, "Oh, great! Your really useful you know." She tightened the elastic band and tied her sweatpants tight, then sat down next to me again.
For the next hour we went over the next lesson, and then Sue grabbed my pen and laid it down on the table. "Break time."
"Cool, my brain is becoming mush." Which was also true, because I had been thinking about her the whole time while she was teaching me the lesson. "Thanks for this help Sue. I need it."
"Sure you do, Mitch. Come on out back for a minute." She got up and started walking through her house. We walked through a sliding glass door into an enormous backyard complete with a small flowing waterfall. She looked at me straight faced and said. "I need to ask you something."
"Yeah Sue?" I was really curious what this was all about.
"You know your Algebra, Mitch. You aced algebra last year. Your the smartest kid in my class next to your sister."
She was right, but I had really no idea what to say. "Maybe I should leave, if something is bothering you Sue."
"No... don't leave. I am sorry, but nothing in the world can convince me you really need tutoring, so I am wondering why you are here."
Feeling bad, I had to tell her, before I dug a hole too deep. "Sue, I, well, most of us guys, think, w-w-well, your very pretty, and, and I have a crush on you. I think you are the most beautiful woman ever. "
She walked right up to me, pointing a finger in my face and smiled and said, "Gotcha." She fell onto her knees right in front of me on her backyard grass. I gasped as she put her hand right on my crotch. "Pull it out.," she ordered as she felt me. I immediately complied with her order and unzipped my pants and pulled them and my underwear down to expose my growing member. It was about to three inches now and growing. "Wow... nice dick, Mitch. Are you still a virgin?"
"Yes." I felt a little embarrassed. I really hadn't done anything with a girl.
"Pull em up" She stood up and started walking away.
"What?" I was very confused.
"Your not losing your virginity on the grass, Mitch. Lets go."
I followed her into the house and upstairs... I was so erect I had trouble closing my pants so I just left them open. We went into her bedroom, which was pretty big with a giant bed. I noticed on the nightstand was a jar of peanut butter, and Fido was sitting on the floor next to the nightstand.
"He loves peanut butter. I fed him some more while I was changing into these sweats. Want to help me feed him again?" This was weird. How did we get from her taking my virginity to us feeding the dog.
I was too excited to say no, so I said "Sure."
"Help me take this knot off of my sweats again." She held up the elastic cord which was all the way up near her waist.. I helped her untie it again, this time I feeling so confident I placed a hand on her crotch when I was done and rubbed upward, hoping we could skip the dog feeding. Her crotch was very warm. "Are you horny for me Mitch?"
"Oh god yes, you have no idea... this is a dream," I rambled. She pulled her pants down and took her sweatshirt off. She had no bra! Her beautiful breasts just bounced there while I looked over her body. God it was so nice. She turned around and bent over, exposing her beautiful round ass. Her G-string ran right down the middle, but then she started taking off her underwear. She pulled it off enough to where it would just fall down around her ankles. From behind, I could now see her vagina, and I instinctively went to her and pushed my crotch against her mound from behind. She moaned and motioned for me to get her the peanut butter.
I noticed Fido get up as I grabbed the peanut butter and Sue turned around and sat on the bed with her legs closed. "This is one my favorite things to do, Mitch. I put this on my pussy and let the dog lick me to orgasm. It really keeps me wet and hot, would you like to see?"
"Hell yes," curiosity killed the cat.
She opened up her long slender legs to reveal her most prized artwork. A blonde haired vagina, with wet bright pink flesh. "Come put some on me." I grabbed the peanut butter and opened it. As I took a wad out. Fido came over to me and tried to get it, but I evaded him long enough to get some on Sue's pussy. She opened her legs and Fido began to lick her like there was no tomorrow. She sat there squirming on the bed. "Masturbate for me Mitch."
"Um, I don't masturbate," I said, lying.
"Oh...," she moaned , "listen kiddo, there are two types of people. Those who masturbate and those who lie about not doing it."
"Sorry, your right, I masturbate everyday, three times a day or more!" I realized she was much more experienced with men. I started pulling out my dick and started playing with it. Fido was doing a great job on Sue, and I was already hard as a rock. Sue stared at me bulging throbbing cock, and then looked up at me and licked her lips.
"You sister told me you masturbate anyway, shes seen you before. Come kneel down next to my head." Sue leaned back on her elbows. I jumped up on the bed, kicked off my pants, and got on my knees with my cock next to her head. Milla has watched me masturbate? I was curious about how much Milla ans Sue talked about me. She took me in her mouth. I couldn't help it, I was about to come already and all I knew that is what I wanted to. So came I did, and she rolled over and grabbed my shaft and started banging it into her mouth and swallowing repeatedly. My body was jumping to convulsions of pleasure as she swallowed every last drop of my cum.. My cock fell out of her mouth and I noticed Fido on the bed licking her from behind. She looked up at me and moaned, "I'm cumming!!!!!Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!God Mitch!" She jumped into little spasms then fell flat on the bed.
After a second, while I was still recuperating, she got up, turned around and sat down. "Go lay down Fido, thanks but your turn is over. Its Mitch's turn." My Cock sprang to life. "Your sister and I are very close Mitch. What do you think about her? "
Interesting question at a time like this I thought.. My sister... well shes almost two years younger than I am, and shes blonde like Sue, and skinny, a nice rounded ass, small perky tits, "Shes pretty cool."
"Her and I regularly have sex together."
I gasped again. Actually, I about had a heart attack. "Really? Your a lesbian?" I realized the stupidity of that question after it had left my lips. Her and my sister? How fucking hot that is to hear.
"Bi. Otherwise I wouldn't have drank your cum all up, Mitch." She started playing with my regrowing penis. "How was that for you?"
"Words cannot describe how good that was. Thank you, Sue."
"Oh I'm not through with you yet, Mitch. I have to get you all caught up on our class."
The doorbell rang.
"Its Milla." Sue smiled.
I heard the front door open. My heart jumped. I was naked on the bed, with Sue playing with my dick, and my sister was about to walk in on us. I heard the steps up the stairs and I started getting harder. Would I fuck my sister tonight? My dick burst out to full length as the bedroom door opened.
"Holy shit," Milla smiled and said, "That's a nice one, bro. Hi Sue-baby."
"Hey my little love-slut, his virginity is still in place, ready for you." Sue looked at me to see my expression.
"I'm confused." I looked around as my cock grew even more hard and my curiosity went out the roof. My sister wants my virginity?
"I want you to be my first man, Mitch," said Milla. "I sneak in on you all the time while your in the shower and in your room at night and I am fascinated with you. I want to lose my virginity with you. Tonight."
I hadn't realized it but most of Milla clothes were off, except her shirt and bra. Sue stood up and walked over to Milla, and started helping her take off the rest of her clothes. I started playing with myself. Milla kept staring at my dick while I played with it, and Sue went behind Milla and pulled her underwear down. Milla was bald down below, and just the thought of her and Sue licking each others pussies made my whole body shudder. Milla walked to me undoing her bra from the front, and opened up her small perky tits right in front of me. Instincts took over again, and I leaned forward and started sucking on one of her nipples. She moaned.
"Are you going to be OK fucking your little sister?" Milla asked.
"I know someone once told me it was wrong, " I said "but I forgot who that was. I'm good with it." I smiled and Milla reached down and grabbed my cock from the front.
Sue had walked around to the nightstand and opened it, pulling out and setting on top a dildo of a big penis, a vibrator, a bottle of lubricant, and another smaller dildo with a wire attached to it and a little plastic remote on THE END
My name is Mitchell, but most people call me Mitch. I lived in a small town 40 miles from civilization, with a population of only about 250 or so. It is one of those towns where everybody knows each other. In this town you were either a miner or a miners wife.
I was 17, and because of the day I was born, as well as being left back a year, I was the oldest in my 10th grade class. School was kind of nice, because most of our teachers were women. For the most part, I think all of them were very pretty. But these women had it rough. They had to put up with the same old sweaty men coming home from the bar every night after a long day at the mine. Most of the miners were alcoholics, for sure.
I was in Ms. Campbell's class. Ms. Campbell had just got back from college, and for a 25 year old, she still looked my age. Most of us boys talked about what it would be like to be in bed with her. Her long blonde hair and skinny figure are just what I liked in a woman. As far as we knew, Ms. Campbell didn't belong to any miner, or any other man for that matter.
Sitting next to me was my younger sister, Milla. She is such an airhead that Ms. Campbell had to talk our parents into after-hours tutoring. So my sister got to go to Ms. Campbell's house every night until her grades got back up. Must have been two months, and six days a week to catch her up. They didn't always go over lessons either. Milla always came home talking about how Ms. Campbell let her watch educational videos all night, and sometimes Ms. Campbell would braid her hair for her. But that is all over now, as Milla is doing better in class than I am.
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Just as I thought that, a funny thought ran through my mind. What if I would become an airhead. I mean, would Ms. Campbell tutor me.....alone? In her house? The thought kept running through my head. Would my parents buy it? I have been doing good in school all year. Algebra 2, Ms Campbell's class, is one of my best grades. I then came to a conclusion. It was worth the try. Being so good in the class just meant that I could get my grades back at the pace I wanted.
The bell rang. I hadn't been paying attention but a lick of drool ad ran out my lip. As the class ended I watched everyone walk out of the class. Milla said goodbye to Ms Campbell, and looked back at me. "Coming?"
"Be right there." It was the last class of the day and we all had to catch the bus or wait until our parents came to pick us up hours from now. I walked bravely over to Ms. Campbell.
"Yes Mitchell?" I hated that name. Mitchell. Hated it until just then, when she said it.
"I think I am having trouble understanding the lesson we are going over." I lied out my teeth, I hadn't even been paying attention to the lesson.
"Well I was watching you back there, and it didn't seem like you were concentrating on the whiteboard at all. You were just staring at the wall. Something bothering you?" she smiled. God I wanted her. Brains and beauty all wrapped up in one skinny blonde package.
"I actually have been looking ahead in out Algebra book, and the coming lessons seem very hard to me. I usually am pretty natural with math, but this looks plain hard," I said to her hoping I could get her to say those magical words.
Her lips opened with a smile, "Maybe you need tutoring?"
"BINGO!" I thought. "In like Flynn."
"Tutoring? Well... you did such a great job with Milla, shes even getting better grades now than I am." It was the only true thing I have said yet.
"Alright, I'll call your mother, and you can drive home with me. Get your backpack."
I couldn't believe this was actually happening. She left the classroom, and I waited. Two minutes passed by, and Ms. Campbell came back into the room.
"Its good with your mom, come on Mitchell." She curled her finger at me.
I was intoxicated by her body, and I could not wait to see her house, where she gets dressed, sleeps, takes baths, and whatever else women do.
We got into her Toyota, and she started driving. As she worked the peddles, her skirt, which I was noticing now was above her knees, kept crawling higher as her seat kept her butt lower than her thighs. All I could think about was how nice it would be if they went all the way up. I wondered what type of underwear she wore. I thought "It sure would be great if she did not wear underwear!"
"Something wrong?" She caught me off guard.
I tried to think up a good lie about why I was staring at her thighs, but all I could murmur was "Nope." I noticed her smile at me. Then I realized. A bulge had started to form in my pants. What could I do? Thinking about it didn't help...and it started to become more noticeable. I quickly took my backpack off of the floor and put it on my lap and started looking through the pouch.
"Here we are, welcome to my humble abode," she said as we pulled into a driveway with a two story house on it, "just me and my dog, Fido. Don't let him harass you. And don't look him in the eyes." She smiled and I figured she was joking.
"OK," I replied. Her house had a complete six foot privacy fence with plants and bushes all about. I noticed it was a nice spring day. "Nice place," I added.
"Can you help me with this?" Ms Campbell opened trunk and pulled out box from it. "Its heavy, and its been in there for days. Not often I get a strong man around here to help me with things at all."
My mental jaw dropped. She thought I was strong. Well I came over and grabbed this box that had black marker all over its labels and writing. "What is it?"
She came back quickly with, "Here, I'll open the door for you, just take it and put it in my room on the first floor. Its a new vacuum my mother sent me."
"Oh." Heavy vacuum I thought. I muscled this box all the way up to her door, and as I got there she opened the door.
Standing in the door was none other than this monstrous rottweiler. I look at him and said "Hey there pup...ahhhhh!" The monster jumped up at me and I dropped the box, and then started to run. I ran all over the yard, all the meanwhile Ms. Campbell was shouting things like "Fido!" and "Don't run Mitchell, hell just chase you more!" She yelled something that I could not understand, and the dog stopped and ran back for the front door. He lost all interest in me. I even followed him back to the door, and he didn't seem to care. In her hand was a jar of peanut butter.
"He loves this more than anything." She took a wad out of the jar with her finger and held it at the dog. Fido started uncontrollably licking her fingers. "You try, he'll love you for it."
"Anything rather than being bitten." I grabbed the jar and put my hand inside to find it almost empty. "There is not a lot left." I grabbed what I could and started to help feed Fido. It was pretty creamy and it took the dog a while to get it all off of me.
"I have a bunch of jars," she paused, "It was on sale so I bought a bunch. You know Milla and I had to go through almost the same thing when I was tutoring her."
"Really, heh." I laughed thinking about Milla getting a big dog bite out of her little round butt. I finished putting the box into the room that she wanted. "So which room are we going to study in?"
"You, Mitch, will start in the kitchen reading the current lesson. I am going to go upstairs real quick to get out of this monkey suit. Come on Fido." She walked upstairs and Fido followed right behind.
"OK," I walked into the kitchen and almost tripped over a full dog food bowl, sitting next to an empty water bowl. "How much peanut butter does that dog get?" I thought to myself. After washing my hands, I went over to the table and opened up a book, and started to read it like I was studying.
About 20 long minutes later Ms. Campbell walked in wearing baggy grey sweats, "Much better. Hey Mitch, I was wondering if you could do me a favor." She walked over and sat down in the chair next to me. She called me Mitch.
"Yeah?" I wondered.
"Call me Sue, but only here. Its awkward having you calling me Ms. Campbell all of the time in my own house. I could get fired for you calling me Sue at work, so please try to be mature about the situation. Same rule goes for Milla. OK?" She smiled when she talked, and was very good at both.
I nodded "OK, Sue. Short for Susan?"
She stood up and went for the fridge. Her sweats were large, and her sweatpants barely stayed on her waist. "Yes, but I hate that name. Almost as much as you hate being called Mitchell, at least that's what Milla says." She closed the door to the fridge and began wrestling with her sweatpants elastic cord. "Damn cord, Ergh!" She said as she fought with it, picking at it.
"Whats wrong?" I asked.
"My nails are too long to get this knot in the elastic."
"I can get it, my sweatpants always do that, and I'm pretty good at undoing tight knots." Truth be told.
She walked over to noticeably very close to me, and I was still sitting down. "Go for it." She held in her sweatpants and I grabbed the dangling cord.
This is something I was actually good at, and as I messed with the cord, I could only think about how close I was to her, and actually how close I was to her sweet sex. I was almost done and the phone rang. She let go of one hand to grab the nearby phone. Her sweatpants opened up on one side and all I saw was hip flesh and a thin black line wrapping around her waist. I took another glance at it and finished undoing the knot.
"Uh-huh, yes, thank you, wrong number," she hung up the phone and said, "Oh, great! Your really useful you know." She tightened the elastic band and tied her sweatpants tight, then sat down next to me again.
For the next hour we went over the next lesson, and then Sue grabbed my pen and laid it down on the table. "Break time."
"Cool, my brain is becoming mush." Which was also true, because I had been thinking about her the whole time while she was teaching me the lesson. "Thanks for this help Sue. I need it."
"Sure you do, Mitch. Come on out back for a minute." She got up and started walking through her house. We walked through a sliding glass door into an enormous backyard complete with a small flowing waterfall. She looked at me straight faced and said. "I need to ask you something."
"Yeah Sue?" I was really curious what this was all about.
"You know your Algebra, Mitch. You aced algebra last year. Your the smartest kid in my class next to your sister."
She was right, but I had really no idea what to say. "Maybe I should leave, if something is bothering you Sue."
"No... don't leave. I am sorry, but nothing in the world can convince me you really need tutoring, so I am wondering why you are here."
Feeling bad, I had to tell her, before I dug a hole too deep. "Sue, I, well, most of us guys, think, w-w-well, your very pretty, and, and I have a crush on you. I think you are the most beautiful woman ever. "
She walked right up to me, pointing a finger in my face and smiled and said, "Gotcha." She fell onto her knees right in front of me on her backyard grass. I gasped as she put her hand right on my crotch. "Pull it out.," she ordered as she felt me. I immediately complied with her order and unzipped my pants and pulled them and my underwear down to expose my growing member. It was about to three inches now and growing. "Wow... nice dick, Mitch. Are you still a virgin?"
"Yes." I felt a little embarrassed. I really hadn't done anything with a girl.
"Pull em up" She stood up and started walking away.
"What?" I was very confused.
"Your not losing your virginity on the grass, Mitch. Lets go."
I followed her into the house and upstairs... I was so erect I had trouble closing my pants so I just left them open. We went into her bedroom, which was pretty big with a giant bed. I noticed on the nightstand was a jar of peanut butter, and Fido was sitting on the floor next to the nightstand.
"He loves peanut butter. I fed him some more while I was changing into these sweats. Want to help me feed him again?" This was weird. How did we get from her taking my virginity to us feeding the dog.
I was too excited to say no, so I said "Sure."
"Help me take this knot off of my sweats again." She held up the elastic cord which was all the way up near her waist.. I helped her untie it again, this time I feeling so confident I placed a hand on her crotch when I was done and rubbed upward, hoping we could skip the dog feeding. Her crotch was very warm. "Are you horny for me Mitch?"
"Oh god yes, you have no idea... this is a dream," I rambled. She pulled her pants down and took her sweatshirt off. She had no bra! Her beautiful breasts just bounced there while I looked over her body. God it was so nice. She turned around and bent over, exposing her beautiful round ass. Her G-string ran right down the middle, but then she started taking off her underwear. She pulled it off enough to where it would just fall down around her ankles. From behind, I could now see her vagina, and I instinctively went to her and pushed my crotch against her mound from behind. She moaned and motioned for me to get her the peanut butter.
I noticed Fido get up as I grabbed the peanut butter and Sue turned around and sat on the bed with her legs closed. "This is one my favorite things to do, Mitch. I put this on my pussy and let the dog lick me to orgasm. It really keeps me wet and hot, would you like to see?"
"Hell yes," curiosity killed the cat.
She opened up her long slender legs to reveal her most prized artwork. A blonde haired vagina, with wet bright pink flesh. "Come put some on me." I grabbed the peanut butter and opened it. As I took a wad out. Fido came over to me and tried to get it, but I evaded him long enough to get some on Sue's pussy. She opened her legs and Fido began to lick her like there was no tomorrow. She sat there squirming on the bed. "Masturbate for me Mitch."
"Um, I don't masturbate," I said, lying.
"Oh...," she moaned , "listen kiddo, there are two types of people. Those who masturbate and those who lie about not doing it."
"Sorry, your right, I masturbate everyday, three times a day or more!" I realized she was much more experienced with men. I started pulling out my dick and started playing with it. Fido was doing a great job on Sue, and I was already hard as a rock. Sue stared at me bulging throbbing cock, and then looked up at me and licked her lips.
"You sister told me you masturbate anyway, shes seen you before. Come kneel down next to my head." Sue leaned back on her elbows. I jumped up on the bed, kicked off my pants, and got on my knees with my cock next to her head. Milla has watched me masturbate? I was curious about how much Milla ans Sue talked about me. She took me in her mouth. I couldn't help it, I was about to come already and all I knew that is what I wanted to. So came I did, and she rolled over and grabbed my shaft and started banging it into her mouth and swallowing repeatedly. My body was jumping to convulsions of pleasure as she swallowed every last drop of my cum.. My cock fell out of her mouth and I noticed Fido on the bed licking her from behind. She looked up at me and moaned, "I'm cumming!!!!!Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!God Mitch!" She jumped into little spasms then fell flat on the bed.
After a second, while I was still recuperating, she got up, turned around and sat down. "Go lay down Fido, thanks but your turn is over. Its Mitch's turn." My Cock sprang to life. "Your sister and I are very close Mitch. What do you think about her? "
Interesting question at a time like this I thought.. My sister... well shes almost two years younger than I am, and shes blonde like Sue, and skinny, a nice rounded ass, small perky tits, "Shes pretty cool."
"Her and I regularly have sex together."
I gasped again. Actually, I about had a heart attack. "Really? Your a lesbian?" I realized the stupidity of that question after it had left my lips. Her and my sister? How fucking hot that is to hear.
"Bi. Otherwise I wouldn't have drank your cum all up, Mitch." She started playing with my regrowing penis. "How was that for you?"
"Words cannot describe how good that was. Thank you, Sue."
"Oh I'm not through with you yet, Mitch. I have to get you all caught up on our class."
The doorbell rang.
"Its Milla." Sue smiled.
I heard the front door open. My heart jumped. I was naked on the bed, with Sue playing with my dick, and my sister was about to walk in on us. I heard the steps up the stairs and I started getting harder. Would I fuck my sister tonight? My dick burst out to full length as the bedroom door opened.
"Holy shit," Milla smiled and said, "That's a nice one, bro. Hi Sue-baby."
"Hey my little love-slut, his virginity is still in place, ready for you." Sue looked at me to see my expression.
"I'm confused." I looked around as my cock grew even more hard and my curiosity went out the roof. My sister wants my virginity?
"I want you to be my first man, Mitch," said Milla. "I sneak in on you all the time while your in the shower and in your room at night and I am fascinated with you. I want to lose my virginity with you. Tonight."
I hadn't realized it but most of Milla clothes were off, except her shirt and bra. Sue stood up and walked over to Milla, and started helping her take off the rest of her clothes. I started playing with myself. Milla kept staring at my dick while I played with it, and Sue went behind Milla and pulled her underwear down. Milla was bald down below, and just the thought of her and Sue licking each others pussies made my whole body shudder. Milla walked to me undoing her bra from the front, and opened up her small perky tits right in front of me. Instincts took over again, and I leaned forward and started sucking on one of her nipples. She moaned.
"Are you going to be OK fucking your little sister?" Milla asked.
"I know someone once told me it was wrong, " I said "but I forgot who that was. I'm good with it." I smiled and Milla reached down and grabbed my cock from the front.
Sue had walked around to the nightstand and opened it, pulling out and setting on top a dildo of a big penis, a vibrator, a bottle of lubricant, and another smaller dildo with a wire attached to it and a little plastic remote on THE END
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