Ami and Ashli: Ashli's Teacher

by Leonard Rhine

If you haven't read The Most Incredible Dream, parts 1-3, you won't get a clear description of Ami and Ashli. Please comment on my stories to let me know what you think.

Morning came all too early for twins, Ami and Ashli. They slept in the same bed for the first time since they started pre-school, but were both completely exhausted after a very late night of sexual exploration. When their father woke them up he told them to shower and get ready for school, "ASAP" as he would say. They showered together to make it quicker, but ended up taking longer as they looked each others bodies over and got a little carried away kissing eachother. On their way toward the kitchen table for breakfast, each snuck a quick sip of their father's coffee before eating their Cheerios.

Ami was always the more conservative of the two. On this particular morning she was sporting modest, yet somewhat tight blue jeans and a blue longsleeve shirt with a painting of the cheshire cat on the front along with some pink and white tennies and her long hair pulled into a ponytail.

Ashli on the other hand, was a bit of a mess. Her hair was still tangled from towel drying it after her shower, her red shirt had some not so red stains on it, and she was wearing sweat pants with flip-flops on her tiny feet.

The girls sat across from their father at the table in an awkward moment. For several minutes, all that could be heard was the girls chewing on their cereal and their dad sipping coffee. Ami, worrying for her father's thoughts on the night before, finally worked up the courage to say something, but couldn't get it out before Ashli said "Did you fuck Sara last night?"

Joe, their father, sprayed his coffee across the table, while Ami looked at Ashli in horror at what she had just heard. "What the HELL did you just say, young lady!?" Joe shouted.

Ashli's eyes widened and she realized that she had spoken without thinking. She looked at Ami for a moment, searching for an answer but got a blank, mortified stare in return. Ashli turned to see her father's face turning red and awkwardly blurted out "Did you fire Sara last night?" with a big almost innocent smile on her face.

Joe looked at her for a moment, then looked at Ami. "Is that what she said?"

Ami looked at her father, trying to hide her anxiety, and answered with "Yes?" and then replicated the smile that Ashli had on her face.

Joe looked back and forth between the two girls, almost looking unsure of what was going on. "No." he said, finally breaking the silence. "But you won't see her tonight, you're mother's coming to get you for. . ." he stopped, suddenly realizing he had let his secret out.

Ami's eyes lit up. "Mommy's coming?!" A huge smile spread across her face. "Really daddy?! Is she REALLY coming?!"

Joe wiped his mouth in frustration. "Yeah, she's coming."

Ami jumped out of her chair and began squealing cheerfully "OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!" She jumped up and down and even pulled Ashli out of her chair to try to get her excited for this news. "Ashli, mommy's coming, TODAY! Can you believe it?!"

Ashli was less than thrilled at the news, however, and pulled away from her hyperactive twin shouting "I DON'T believe it!"

The room suddenly fell silent. Joe looked at Ashli with concern in his eyes. "You okay, Ash?"

Ashli grabbed her backpack from the floor at the faint sound of a horn outside. "The bus is here Ami." She said in a vicious tone of voice before walking out the front door, slamming it behind her.

"Better get going, sweetie." Joe said. Ami gave him a quick hug before grabbing her backpack and running out the door to get on the bus.

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Ami and Ashli are in separate classes, both because the smaller classes seem to help the teachers teach better, and also because the two can't seem to be quiet when they're in the same room. The day went by mostly normal, with Ashli being much quieter than her usual self. Liz, Ashli's first grade teacher, noticed the difference almost immediately. Liz had always like the girls, in more ways than one. At age 29, she had always wondered what they would taste like, but then rethink it because it sounded creepy in her head.

Liz was relatively attractive in most ways. Standing at 5'9", 130 lbs she had a good figure. Firm 34C breasts and a naturally deep arch in her lower back gave her a unique figure. She had brown eyes and long brown hair, but kept her hair braided for school. As she taught her class of 30 students, she would occasionally catch Ashli watching her more closely than usual. Not even realizing it, she began standing in poses that would show her butt a little more through her black dress pants. When she caught herself doing this, she also caught little Ashli squirming in her desk a little bit.

"Okay everyone." Liz began. "We're about to have recess, so when we get back in I want you to be ready to do some writing!" Her enthusiasm was mostly faked in an attempt to get the kids excited. Only seconds later, the bell rang and all of the students flew out of their desks and out the door for recess. Liz walked out the door behind them, but made her way to the bathroom at the end of the hall reserved for school staff. Unlike the students' bathrooms, this one had a lot of room, and a deadbolt on the door. As she locked the door she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled at the thought of Ashli's beautiful green eyes scanning her body.

She slowly turned until her back hit the edge of the sink counter. She took a deep breath and breathed out slowly as she slid her hand under her shirt and across her stomach. She imagined being in the classroom alone with Ashli, letting the girl who stood half her height pull her pants down and innocently poke and prod her little tongue around her pussy. She even imagined herself "teaching" the young girl how to properly lick a pussy.

Liz's hand quickly undid her button and zipper, dropping her dress pants to the ground, which were soon followed by her white cotton panties. With a little hop, she was sitting on the counter, her legs spread wide showing her heart shaped patch of hair above her vagina. Her left hand began slowly working her marble sized clit while her right hand unbuttoned her shirt and quickly dove into her bra, where she pinched and pulled on her left nipple.

In a matter of seconds she was breathing rapidly and letting out soft moans. She could feel her wetness and began rubbing her hand down lower to gather her juices for her clit. Her pussy ached for attention, and she could only imagine Ashli's head between her legs, licking and sucking her to intense orgasm. Suddenly, an idea crossed her mind, and she began to picture both of the twins between her legs. The image in her mind sent a small shockwave throughout her body, and with such an exciting thought, she slid two fingers deep into her pussy, letting out a not so quiet moan.

She took her hand out of her shirt and placed it over her mouth, trying to muffle her pleasured moaning as she finger fucked herself to a nice orgasm, her pussy juices pooling on the counter.

As she began to calm herself back to a normal level, she hopped of the counter, but as she hit the ground, she heard a small squeak. She stood there, her pants and panties around her ankles and listened for the sound again. After several seconds of silence she decided it was nothing and bent down to pull her panties up.

And that's when she noticed her audience.

Ashli sat under the sink, her sweats around her ankles, and her fingers poking around her tiny hairless pussy, which was dripping wet.

In shock, Liz tried to walk and pull up her panties at the same time, but fell against the wall, hitting her head and rolling onto the floor on her back. She laid there in a daze for a few seconds but quickly regained a mental grasp on the situation, but found herself unable to do anything about it. She looked down to see Ashli standing over her, smiling, and wearing nothing from the waist down.

"Ashli, what are you doing?" Liz asked, beginning to panic, her body not knowing weather to be aroused or fleeing.

"Can I try something?" was Ashli's response.

"What?" Liz asked.

Ashli didn't answer, but turned around and sat on Liz's stomach, putting her legs between Liz's, and began sliding forward, leaving a smear of her pussy fluids from Liz's naval to her heart shaped pubic hair. Liz's body was going haywire with this little girl's pussy dragging around her pelvis, and even more so when she felt Ashli's pussy slide over her own. She could feel her own clitoris becoming excited and swelling back up. It was as thick as a marble but stood up nearly half an inch, and at that moment, it was as tall as it had ever been.

Ashli could feel it, but couldn't quite coordinate herself the way she wanted to. She began sliding her hips back and forth, feeling the swollen clit pass briefly between her pussy lips, but never where she wanted it to be. For a moment she thought about the night before, and remember the view she had with her legs up over her head. So she reached under Liz's knees and started trying to pull them up.

Not fully understanding what was happening, and in pure bliss at the sensation of her fat clit sliding between this little girl's tight little pussy lips, she could only bring herself to comply with the girl's nonverbal request, and raise her legs up.

That's when it happened. Ashli moaned a high pitched "AHDAMM!" in an incoherent way and Liz nearly went cross-eyed and thought for a moment that she would black out. She held her breath and her body went tense as she felt her fat, marble sized, half inch long clit, pop ever so snugly into Ashli's virgin pussy hole. Ashli leaned forward, squeezing her pussy even tighter on it's new visitor, prompting Liz to jolt her hips, allowing her entire clit to be momentarily buried in the seven year old's tiny snatch. This motion, in turn, caused Ashli to squeak another odd, nonsensical word and squeeze down even tighter, moving her hips around, fucking Liz's oversized clit. Liz's oversized clit was more than happy to be fucked by this little girl's pussy, as Liz herself grabbed Ashli's hips and began thrusting her hips wildly, trying to get her clit as deep as it could go with each thrust.

Ashli was babbling incoherently, squeaking and squealing as her little pussy began pouring out hot liquid around Liz's giant clit, adding lubrication to their motions and prompting Liz to go into an orgasmic fit, thrusting and fucking Ashli with her clit. She arched her back at her third orgasm and finally couldn't hold on to Ashli anymore. The two collapsed to the ground, wet and out of breath.

A few moments later, the bell signaling the end of recess rang out. Liz sat up and said, "Hurry and get back to class. I don't want you to get in trouble for being in here." Ashli quickly put her sweats back on, but tossed her panties to Liz with a smile and a wink before quickly slipping out the door and down the hall.

Liz picked up the little white panties, admiring their small size. Then she brought them to her face and breathed in deep through her nose, taking in Ashli's scent. Then thought to herself "I'm being creepy again, aren't I?" After freshening herself up she put the panties in her pocket and breathed a satisfied sigh.

She taught the rest of the day with genuine enthusiasm.