1. My explorative teenage years


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Female/Female, First Time, Masturbation, Older Male / Female, Teen, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: mobile lust, Rating: 89.2, Source: sexstories.com

    tongue’s contact, I virtually shot up through the ceiling, the sensation was unbelievable, why hadn’t we done this before? She obviously liked the taste as she started slurping away, lapping up my juices which were now flowing from my cunt in a steady stream. She continued to keep looking up at the laptop and copying what the other girl was doing, stabbing my cunt hole with her tongue, flicking her pointed tongue back and forth over my clit and then drawing it into her mouth and sucking on the knot of nerves, rubbing it with her tongue. Well, it didn’t take much, I bucked my hips into her mouth, clutching the back of her head as I came and came and came. We then took turns for the rest of the day to eat each other out until our little pussies were sore and our jaws ached! What a memorable day that was. From there on, we explored the internet, trying everything we could between us. Taking each other’s virginity by breaking our hymens with hairbrushes jacking in and out of our cunts, stretching them further with big fat carrots and cucumbers. Our time together was just the best. Until, Lottie and I turned 18. Lottie went away to University and I was stuck at home having failed my exams. My parents were very disappointed and decided to employ various tutors to get me up to speed to retake my exams. I had Mrs. Elizabeth Ives for English Language and English Literature, a stout ‘old bird’ strict but okay and Mr. James Husband for Maths and Music (Piano) as I was destined for ...
    the ‘Arts’ he was odd, geeky I guess. Now Mr. Husband, he was a different kettle of fish, he was 40, dressed in shirt, tie, v-neck jumper and nylon slacks all the time never anything else, he had a bald spot on the top of his head, round faced and clean shaven. He started off all tutor like but then over the first few weeks his demeanour changed. To start with he always had one hand in his pocket, his change jingled, as his fingers were always moving around in there. Then, when we had to sit together to work, he would always sit very close to me, his thigh was always jigging up and down against my leg. He would find any opportunity to lean over, his face very close to mine, or he would find an excuse to brush his arm against my boob. I didn’t have enormous breasts, just nice half lemon size for my age but I had large nipples with big round aureoles, Lottie used to love sucking on them and making them hard as the flesh tightened and puckered into large knots. They were very sensitive and the slightest contact and they would tighten, so you can imagine Mr. Husband’s arm brushing really set them off. Although I didn’t like him at all, I had had little or no contact with boys and his attentions excited me, I couldn’t tell you why, just knowing he wanted to touch me was enough I guess and I desperately looked forward to his supposed unobvious attempts to touch me and started to dress as teasingly as I dare for the old pervert. On Monday, he was tutoring me for the whole of the ...
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