Private Lessons, Chapter 2

by lilbumblebree

Rain beat down on my window, as I rolled out of bed. Usually rain put me in a pitiful little mood, but today it was perfect. I'd have a reason to conduct my lesson inside today, with total privacy.

Rubbing one eye and giving a yawn, I stumbled to the bathroom, turned on the shower and slipped out of my pajamas, which consisted of a simple black spaghetti-strap tanktop and some matching snug shorts, both made of a light, stretchy material. My pussy was already throbbing, thinking of the fun I'd have today, or would at least try to have today.....

I stepped into the shower, let the hot water beat down on me. I closed my eyes, and let my head fall back, my thick fiery red hair collecting the drops of water as they cascaded down my shoulders and back. I was thinking of the three students I had sent home the other day with invitations to be privately tutored by me. Of course, their parents were ecstatic. Who wouldn't be? An Olympic caliuar athelete was going to be giving their children one on one time. I had told each parent that their child had shown traits that to me suggested that they could greatly benefit from my personal guidance. Which wasn't entirely untrue...

Kimball Burress was a gorgeous girl. That, and from what I'd seen that day in the bathroom, she had one hell of a tongue on her. Kimball's mother was especially pleased. She said that she was glad to see Kimball get such an opportunity, but I couldn't help but think that she just figured that with Kimball being only one of three students that would be at my house for the summer, there was no way Kimball would get a chance to give in to her sapphic urgings. Her mother had no idea that I was just dying to give Kimball a taste of my pussy, or that her daughter would probably be more than willing to sample it for herself. I was eager to see just how deep the young girl's lesbian tendencies went, and if she--or I --would be brave enough to make a move....

Then there was David Fields, the elvish looking young ballet prodigy. I wasn't sure what it was--his loner spirit, his fae-like good looks--that captivated me so, but I couldn't stop thinking of him. Shameful as it was, I was wondering how my lips would look wrapped around his young cock....

And of course, there was my Ellie, otherwise known as Danielle Gordon. My fingers already knew the feel of her silky, bald cunt, the sensation of her beautiful ass pressed hard and wiggling against my aching cunt. And she was a true nymphet--after our initial encounter, she was more than eager and willing to curl up in my lap. It was as if it were the most natural thing in the world for her to be close to someone like that. She had easily won my heart, and became my buddy at the Academy, since she acted up too badly to stay in class half the time and had to come sit in my office. She had mentioned to me that her father "needed a girlfriend", which I guess was her not so subtle hint to me to become his girlfriend, but it would be hard to explain to a man that his little girl was making my pussy wet at an almost constant rate.....

All of the children were ballet students, and I had no ballet experience, though I loved to watch ballets and enjoyed the art form. That probably should have been a red flag to the parents. If I was a man, it would have most certainly been. But the parents were blinded by celebrity. All they cared about was Stephanie Prentice mentoring their kids, and how that would look on a resume or a college application. Only Ellie's dad had shown the slightest hesitation, and after I assured him that it was an incredible opportunity, he had reluctantly agreed to it. He seemed a bit overprotective, but I figured that if I'd had a wife and another child who both died (she'd passed in childbirth and so had the baby) I would be a little of a helicopter parent too.

I was playing with the idea of fingering myself a little when I heard the doorbell ring. Was this real? Who the hell would be at my door so early? I turned off the water, threw on my terry cloth cerulean robe and rushed to the door.

I was stunned to find David at the door, all alone. I could only blink at him. A powder blue LeSable was backing out of the driveway, and before I could even react, it was gone.

"Was that your...your parents?!" I asked, truly stunned. He nodded.

"Mom had to go to work early today." He wasn't even fazed about being left on a doorstop like an orphan, at a lady's house he barely knew. I herded him in out of the rain, shut and locked the door behind him. He took a look around. "You have a really nice house," he pointed out.

"Thank you," I replied. My house wasn't a mansion by any means, but it was a very nice home to have. It boasted hardwood floors, wood accented walls and ceilings, plush, modern furniture. "Make yourself at home," I told him. He went, and sat nervously on the edge of my sofa, as if he didn't want to mess up the pillows.

"Are you hungry?" I asked, sizing him up. He was wearing a red t shirt, a pair of blue jeans, some fancy sneakers that the kids all wore nowadays. At first glance, he certainly didn't seem like the type of little boy who would enjoy ballet. He set his little gym bag down and nodded a little.

"I'll bring you an apple, is that good?" He nodded again and I went into the kitchen, retrieving an apple for each of us. "Here ya go..." I tossed him the apple, and came over, bending down to take his bag. "I'll put this in my spare bathroom for you...."When I stood up again, I saw his eyes were glued to my chest. I realized he must have been able to see down my robe when bent to get his bag...one look at the growing bulge in his jeans confirmed that. I could either ignore it....or run with it.

"Were you looking at my breast?" I asked him. He blinked, shook his head, his face going red.

"N---no, no ma'am....!" he protested. He was stammering and his cheeks were burning. I laughed softly, came and put my hand on his thigh as I squatted down in front of him, looking up into his panicked blue eyes.

"It's fine," I told him with a smile. "it's perfectly natural. See---go on. Touch it." I slid my robe off of my shoulder, let him have a good view of my left breast. His fear melted into stunned shock as he gazed at my breast. It wasn't huge--I was naturally petite--but nowadays I wore a good B cup and they were full, firm, round.For a moment I was afraid that i had gone too far, that he was going to clam up and tell his mother what I had done and by this time tomorrow I'd be in a holding cell.....but then I saw his hand twitch, then lift, shaking, to rest on my breast, his small palm covering my areola. After a few long seconds, he gave it a little squeeze, then another. My heart was pounding n my chest as he touched me, my nipple hardening under his hand. My hand slid up his thigh, towards that bulge. When I closed my hand around him, He gasped, and I felt him, hard as a rock. My pussy was dripping. I'd never dreamed a boy could get so hard.

I got bold, and slid the robe down, off the other shoulder now as well. His hand went instinctively to my breast without any prompting this time, and then I felt his fingers tug on my nipple, testing it. I could have cum right there. When he started to do the same with my other nipple, tweaking and toying with them both now, I wanted to go mad with lust. A small, sharp gasp escaped me. My fingers were preparing to take hold of his zipper and tug it down so I could get at his cock, but then another knock at the door jarred us both. We both backed away from each other , I covering myself up hastily as he darted into the bathroom and shut the door. I straightened myself up, and opened the door, this time finding myself facing a grinning Ms.Burress.

"Good morning!" she chirped, and I gave her a welcoming smile. "Are we here too early?" she asked, noting my attire.

"Well, I was in the middle of getting dressed," I said.

"I am so sorry! Do you want us to come back later? I can just--"

"No, it's fine. Just stay here and I'll be right back." I went into my room, and quickly found a pair of sweatpants and a tank top to wear, something that looked like I would be working out or something. I put my still soaking wet hair into a messy bun at the nape of my neck, and after finally getting to brush my teeth, I reemerged. David still hadn't come out of the bathroom. That felt like a bad sign.Perhaps I'd come on too strong...

In the living room, Kimball was giving her mom the typical surly teenager look--eyes to the ceiling, arms crossed as her mother reminded her to stretch and be polite. She bid us a hasty goodbye, and quickly left, much to my relief. Kimball plopped down on the sofa, looking as sullen as ever. I decided to try and break the ice.

"So....how's your lessons at the Academy coming along? Erin said you were improving---"

"That is such crap. I totally suck at it. I can't even keep my balance," Kimball grumbled, rolling her eyes. "This whole thing is crap."

"What whole thing?"

"This, about me being "exceptional". Just admit it--this was an idea you and my mom came up with to keep me from being---from getting in trouble," she said, scowling at me. I shook my head.

"Why would I want to do that?"

She blinked. "You're an adult? And my mom pays you to kinda do that?"

"Your mom pays me to provide ballet training for you. She doesn't pay me to babysit you. Besides, you still found plenty of trouble to get into at the Academy, didn't you?"

At this I saw a flicker of surprise in her eyes. "....No...I never get in trouble....not at the Academy..." She knew she was busted, just didn't know how.

"Are you sure? You and Lauren don't ever sneak off together and play around?" I knew Lauren was her little playmate, the girl I'd seen her eating out in the bathroom that day. She looked away.

"No---"

"Look, Kimball, I'm not here to judge you, or even tell your mom. Your sexuality is not my business. But I don't want you walking around here with a chip on your shoulder about it and keeping things bottled up inside." She bit her bottom lip as she looked at her feet, and I went on. "Look, I know how your mother feels about it...but I can guarantee you that this is completely natural, what you feel for Lauren, and what you felt for your friend. I had all the same urges and longings...and i did a little sneaking off in my day too...."

She peered up at me. I could tell she wanted so badly to tell me, to confess her feelings and thoughts...but she was scared. I wanted desperately for her to trust me. "You...liked girls too?"

I nodded, with a quiet smile. "Yes. I still do. I love them." Our eyes locked for a moment. "It's not bad. It's not wrong. The only thing that would be bad or wrong is if we lied to ourselves and didn't follow our hearts."

"Have you....have you ever..you know....been with one?"

"Yes, I have. And it was wonderful, touching her....tasting her...."I smiled as I watched her blush. "I'm sure you know the feeling, right..?"

She nodded, and gave me a sheepish smile before gazing at her shoes again. She was wearing a cute little denim skirt, purple flats, and a purple tank top. Her long, dark hair was in pigtails, falling down her shoulders in cascading, loose curls. As I admired her, I heard the door to the bathroom open, and David emerged, his face flushed.

"Are you...are you okay, David?" I asked him. I hadn't wanted to scare the poor child. He nodded, sat down on the sofa beside Kimball. I turned around to head into the kitchen and heard Kimball tell David, 'You got lotion or something on your pants.....by the zipper there...."

"Oh, um, thanks," David said hastily. I smiled to myself. Looked like he'd enjoyed himself quite a bit. I only regretted missing the show...

We had an awkward breakfast of apples and caramel dip before my last new student Ellie showed up. when she saw me, she jumped up into my arms, planting her lips on mine. I wanted s badly to take her to my room and taste her tongue, but I kept my cool and smiled politely, dodging her kisses. After all, her father was there and he was looking quite concerned.

"Ellie, geez, stop that, will ya? We don't do that...."he said sheepishly, ruffling his thick, dark hair nervously.Looking at him, I guessed Ellie got her hair color from her mother, but had definitely inherited his wondrous gray-green crystal clear eyes.He was about five inches taller than me, and not unattractive at all. As I held her, Ellie wriggled against my hand in her leotard and tights, her hot cunt grazing it again and again.I wanted nothing more than to play with her pussy but I had to show some restraint...for now. Already my mind was reeling with all the naughty things I wanted to do to her when her father finally left.

"Aww but Daddy, I like kisses," she whined, and she went for me again. I was trying to play it cool and imagining all the different things I wanted to do to the sexy little girl all at once somehow.I couldn't imagine what her father was thinking...

"Ellie, we don't do that, okay? Stop it," he said, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. No wonder Ellie was such a holy terror! Meanwhile Ellie was wriggling around like she was in heat."I'm so sorry," he stammered, blushing. "I really don't know, uh, where she gets that from...I'm sorry.."

"It's fine, don't worry," I quickly told him. "She's just, em.."

"Really friendly," he finished. He gave me another shy smile, and kissed Ellie goodbye before driving off. I whisked her into the house,and to my room, shutting the door behind us as I laid her down onto my bed.

She grinned at me impishly. The other two were still eating and I didn't know how easy it would be to convince them to play....but Ellie was right here, and more than willing, and I desperately needed a taste of her cunt. I had been dreaming of it since the day I'd met her and rubbed her bald slit. She slid the top part of her leotard down as i tugged at the bottom, and after i peeled her tights off, I took her by the ankles and spread her pretty little legs, kneeling at the edge of the bed and putting my face to her hairless cunt. She shivered a little, and giggled. "I wanna sit on your lap again," she told me.

"Well, we can do that in a bit, but for now, Miss Stephanie has a new game to play." And with that, I took my tongue and dragged it from her puckered little asshole all the way up to her little pearl of a clit. She moaned loudly in surprise, and I flicked my tongue against her clit a few more times before concentrating on teasing her puffy little pussy lips and dipping my tongue into her a few times. I was stunned at how deep I could get my tongue inside of her delicious little cunt, as if she'd been freshly fucked. That only made it easier for me to lap the juices from her cunt.

She was panting softly above me, her little hands on my head now, and I caught a glimpse of her looking down at me with wonder in her eyes as I tasted her. My nipples were like pebbles now, aching as they grazed the bed, my cunt throbbing like mad, needing badly to be licked, touched, fucked, anything.

I heard the door creak behind me suddenly, and a cold sweat swept over me. I just knew it was one of the parents, come to drop something off or tell me something....My life, my career flashed before my eyes.I sat up, my mind heavy with fear and full of half cocked excuses for why I was dragging my tongue over Ellie's cunt.When I turned, I only saw a wide eyed Kimball and a stunned David. I had no idea how long they had been watching me.

I was at a total loss for words for a while, and so were they, although the tent in David's pants spoke for him for the most part. Kimball was eyeing Ellie's young cunt like it was a gourmet meal, she couldn't take her eyes off of it.

It was Ellie who broke the silence first. "Miss Stephanie, keep going......!"I heard her plead softly, tugging at my arm. I had to smile, in spite of myself and the potentially explosive situation I found myself in. Just because Kimball was a pussy hound didn't mean she wouldn't tell..and just because David was very obviously turned on didn't mean he wouldn't tell either. But I had to take a chance if i was ever going to find out. I told Ellie, "You know how important it is to share....." Then I looked at Kimball. "Would you like to try? From what I've seen you're very good...."

She didn't bother asking where I'd seen her or when, she just walked forward in a daze, knelt beside me. I moved over, giving her room between Ellie's legs. My heart skipped a beat as I saw the exotic looking little girl lean down, and put her pointed tongue to Ellie's pretty little pussy. I watched them for a moment, before leaning down and putting my tongue on her cunt as well. Ellie made a cute little squealing noise and I felt her writhing against our hot mouths, her little clit grazing one tongue and then another as she wriggled against us. It wasn't long before Kimball's tongue met my own, and before I knew it I was shoving my tongue down the girl's throat. My hands were sliding all over her body, slipping under her tank top and caressing her small breasts. She moaned loudly into my mouth, and out of the corner of my eye I saw David approach. He gingerly pulled up my tank top, exposing my own breasts. I gasped as he started to fondle them, and I could barely believe how good it felt when Kimball leaned down and began to run circles around my nipples with her tongue. Ellie crawled up to the edge of the bed and I heard her say, "Kiss me big, like Daddy does. With your tongue, Miss Stephanie." And i covered my mouth with hers and filled her mouth with my tongue.

I wanted to taste them all, I wanted to see their beautiful little faces when I made them cum. As I kissed Ellie, Kimball returned her attention to the sweet little girl's cunt, sucking and lapping at it as Ellie moaned. I broke away from her reluctantly , and started to strip. When i was naked, I unzipped David, and out sprang his skinny boy cock. I covered it with my mouth, and sucked him for a few glorious moments as Kimball pleased Ellie.

Ellie started to whimper and buck her hips, and I knew she was cumming. The sight and sound thrilled me to no end. After tasting David a few moments longer, I left him, not wanting him to spend himself too quickly. He made a pained sound, and I got Kimball up onto the bed beside Ellie, pushing her skirt up and tugging down her panties, finally getting a look at her pussy, noticing that she looked as though she had barely begun to grow pubic hair. I let her wrap her lean legs around my shoulders, and began to lick her as well. The teenager gave a much more lively response, moaning like a little whore, her hands in my hair, pumping her hips up into my mouth while Ellie put her tongue to hers. The two girls kissed each other deeply while I ate Kimball out, giving her a dose of the pussy licking she'd been giving her friends.

"David...come here.." He came to me, his hand flying over his cock. i stopped him, and said, "Touch me", lowering his hand to my cunt. He looked amazed at how wet I was, and I knew he had never felt a woman before. I led his hand to the places that would make me feel best, taught him how to slide his hand over my swollen clit, and he did beautifully. The heady combination of the little boy's hand working my pussy, the sight of the two girls tasting one another's mouths and the taste of Kimball's cunt drove me over the edge. I began to cum, my face buried in Kimball's hot cunt, as Kimball cried out, "Fuck me, miss Stephanie! Ohmigod omigod----!!!" Soon she was cumming as well,our voices rising in a harmony of lust.

Poor David was looking desperate to cum. His cock was so rigid the tip was nearly purple. I had a treat for him, for being such a good sport and patiently watching us lick one another.

I grabbed Ellie, who gigged as I swung her off the bed and Kimball sat up, watching us. When she saw us kneeling in front of David, she followed, kneeling there beside us. David was back to jerking his little cock, his teeth clenched as the cum built up inside of him. I stuck my tongue out, and Kimball mimicked me, wiggling her tongue in front of David's cock. When Ellie grinned and started to flick the tip of his swollen organ with her tongue--the very same one he'd seen in Kimball and I's mouths---he finally started to spurt, his cum shooting first in Ellie's open mouth, then onto my cheek, and finally, Kimball's little lips.

"Your candy tastes different from my Daddy's candy," Ellie told David, after swallowing his cum.

I think we were all a bit surprised at that.

 

You would have thought I'd gotten enough sex for the day, but I felt insatiable. After doing some stretches and watching a movie or two with the trio (and having to endure Ellie's cute little butt tempting me as she sat on my lap the whole time) it was time for them to head home. Kimball's mother came at a quarter til 5, gushing about how proud of Kimball she was. I told her Kimball's performance had been exceptional today, and it was true, she certainly knew how to make a girl cum. Kimball blushed, and her mother kissed all over her daughter's pretty face that had only hours ago been between a seven year old's legs. David's mother honked ten minutes after that, and though he still seemed a bit withdrawn, he smiled at me and said, "See you later, Miss Stephanie. Can't wait until next week." before dashing out to the car.

Ellie started to plant kisses on my cheeks, my neck....I couldn't believe a girl as young as her was so good at seducing people! She was definitely a little charmer. And as much as I wanted to taste her again, I knew her father would be coming around any minute now. I put her on one knee, and bounced her up and down playfully. 'Be good, little one---it's almost time for you to go home,"I reminded her.

"I AM bein' good," she replied with a smirk over one shoulder. That much was true. By now she'd have been out of her leotard and trying to kiss me if she wasn't being good. I bounced her a little more before I realized she was rubbing her pussy against my thigh, her little breath heavy now as she continued to grind me against me. Like a magnet, my fingers were drawn to her pussy, and I slipped them into her leotard, rubbing her as she sighed softly. My God, she was making me wet. I put my lips to hers, and let her suck on my tongue as I continued to fondle her.

Somehow her little fingers found my nipple, and I felt her lower her mouth to it, warm and wet as she nursed on me through the material of my tank top. I had one hand rubbing her smooth, bald cunt, and now the other was snaking up my thigh and down the front of my sweatpants as I started to play with myself. I was soaking wet. It was amazing how wet Ellie could make me, whether I was playing with her pussy or letting her use her mouth on my hard nipples...her tongue slid over and around them with ease, sending a thrill through me.....my hand moved faster and faster, as i fingerfucked myself, and I heard myself say, "That's right, Ellie, suck it baby, suck my nipple's baby....ohhhh... oh, Miss Stephanie's gonna cum....!"

"Miss Stephanie....!" Ellie cried out, going stiff against my hand. I captured her mouth with mine, and our tongues played together, our bodies quaking as we came together. I was still in the throes of my orgasm when I heard the front door open, and a man's voice said, "What the hell are you doing to my daughter?"