I wish it was me – Part 16

When I saw my teacher pull up, I quickly got in the car. We drove in silence until we got his apartment. Once we were inside, he told me to make myself at home and get comfortable. He asked if I would like a soda, and I said yes. He suggested we work in the living room on the couch to be more comfortable. He told me to bring my textbook to the living room and he would join me shortly.

My teacher brought our drinks to the living room and placed them on a side table, I had opened my textbook to our current spot and had my pencil and paper ready to go. We were both on the couch beside each other as we started working through the math problem. My teacher casually had his arm around my back, slowly caressing the side of my breast. I felt so relaxed and I appreciated the environment were we didn’t have to worry about somebody catching us. We had been at his apartment for about 20-minutes, and we were going to have to leave soon if he was going to drive me home so I got home at my usual time. My teacher suggested we put the textbook away and just talked for a bit. He told me that I was very special to him, and he liked me a lot, otherwise he never would have shown me his home. He pulled me into his arms and over one of his thighs as he kissed the side of my neck and his hands went to my breasts. He said how much he liked my small breasts and my small frame, that I looked like such a small girl, so much younger than my 15-years. But he knew I was fully grown in other ways. He asked me if I liked visiting his apartment and did I want to come back. I told him that I very much liked visiting his apartment and that yes, I wanted to come back. He said that made him happy to hear, and he moved one of his hands lower to my thigh, and started caressing the inside of my thigh, above the hem of my skirt. He asked me, did I like the way he was making me feel. I told him that I loved the way he has making me feel. He said he wanted to make me feel good…it was important to him that I know how special I was.

I wanted to tell him about my Uncle Jim, but I wasn’t sure if I should or not.

I felt his hand on my breast move up and go under my t-shirt and over my bra. He continued to kiss my neck in these small pecks and blow in my ear. I felt my nipple harden under his hand and I just moaned softly. Finally, a man was loving me again….his other hand was firmly caressing my thigh, but avoiding my pussy. After a few minutes he said it was time to drive me home.

We got up and went to the door to put our jackets on. At the door my teacher bent his head to kiss me, I was quick enough to open my lips and push my tongue into his mouth. He returned my kiss very firmly and eagerly. When we parted, he looked at me inquisitively and said, that isn’t the first time you have kissed. I said no…

We got into the car and he drove me within a block of my house and told me he would pick me up again on Wednesday after school. I just nodded. I need to get out of that car with my now soaking pussy and find relief with my fingers.

Wednesday couldn’t come fast enough…after school I had ran to our set meetup spot and waited for my teacher. I was extra naughty that day, because before last class, I had gone to the washroom and removed my underwear, so I was naked under my dress. My only immediate concern was if I would get so turned on, would the juice from my pussy leak down my legs?

My teacher picked me up and as soon as we safely got in the door of his apartment he turned to me and took me in his arms and kissed me very deeply, parting my lips with his tongue. The kiss seemed to last forever. When we parted our lips, my teacher asked me who had I kissed before? Who taught me to kiss like that? I didn’t know how to respond; I knew my time with my uncle was a secret and I didn’t know if I could share that secret. I just stared at my teacher, not saying anything. He gave me a moment, and said, all right, maybe eventually you may tell me, lets get down to work.

Same as the previous day, we worked through math problems for the first 20-minutes then my teacher turned to me and kissed me again. When we parted kissing, my teacher told me how much he liked having me visit him at his apartment and maybe we could find a way to have me visit him and not have to rush home so soon so we could spend more time getting to know one another. I shook my head yes, I would like to visit him more often and that I would find a way to make that happen.

My teacher said he was happy to hear that and pulled me into his arms sideways, so that my back was against his side. This way his hands had better access to the front of my body. Just like last time, my teacher started rubbing my breasts and kissing my neck. This went on for a few minutes as I relaxed into my teacher and surrendered my body to him. A few minutes later my teacher asked me if I would be OK removing my top, he thought that I had the most amazing boobs and he wanted to see them…I didn’t hesitate and said yes, as I lifted my shirt over my head and my teacher unhooked my bra from my back. I shrugged my bra off and rested my back on my teacher. My teacher immediately had one of his hands on each of my boobs, slowly massaging and caressing them. I was over the moon, I think I even started moaning. My teacher said I had the most amazing boobs and he loved that I shared them with him. As he kept on of his hands on my boobs, the other moved down my body and was on my thigh, slowly moving the hem of my dress up.

My teacher continued to caress my boob, kissed my neck and slowly work his hand up my thigh. I remember just willing his hand to find its way to my pussy…I so desperately wanted my teacher to touch my pussy. It has been too long since a man had his hand on my young pussy. I almost felt like I was moving my body down towards my teacher’s hand, in my eagerness to have him touch me. As my teacher’s hand got closer to my pussy I could feel the rate of his breathing increase on my neck, which promoted me to breath, I didn’t realize I was holding my breath in anticipation of his touch.

As his finger’s finally made contacted with my outer pussy lips, I moaned very loudly. I didn’t mean to moan and immediately I felt self conscious. My teacher just whispered, what happened to your panties? I just shrugged my shoulders and told him I didn’t know. My teacher’s fingers continued to explore my outer pussy lips…he told me I had a beautiful gift down here and maybe one day he could show me how beautiful it was. I just said OK…I could feel the wetness leaking out of my pussy and I was worried I may be leaving a wet spot on my dress and the couch. But part of me didn’t care, I didn’t want to end our time together. My teacher’s finger finally parted my outer pussy lips and made contact with my wetness. He told me he liked how wet I was…it was a good sign. Just as his finger was moving to my clit…he pulled his hand away and told me we should be getting ready to leave. I could hear him behind me licking his fingers….

As my teacher was dropping me off a block from home, he turned to me asked if I thought I could get away this Saturday and spend the day with him. I told him that I would make it happen and fill him in on my success on Friday’s tutoring session.

On Friday, I again prepared by taking my underwear off and waited for my teacher to pick me up. Once we were in my teacher’s apartment, he again took me into a strong embrace and a deep long kiss with his tongue exploring all my mouth. I was so excited; I could feel the wetness between my legs already starting. He pulled away and cupped my head in both of his hands as he looked deep in my eyes and told me how special I am and how much he missed me. That the days we spend apart are lonely and he counts the minutes until we can be together again and have me in his arms. It told him that I felt the same way and my heart was aching to spend more time with him. He asked me if I had arranged to get away on Saturday and spend the day with him? I told him, yes, I had told my mother I was going to spend the afternoon with a girlfriend at her house. He was happy to hear that and said he would pick me up one-block from my house where he normally drops me off.

My teacher took my hand and lead me to the couch in the living room. I started to get my books out of my bag, but he stopped me, and said I was so far ahead of the rest of the class by now, we could take an afternoon of tutoring off. He said he just wanted to cuddle me and feel me in his arms. I thought that was a great idea…the few minutes we had during tutoring sessions were never enough for me.

My teacher led me to the couch and we faced each other kissing some more. As he kissed me, he started rubbing my breast and broke the kiss just long enough to see if I wanted to remove my top again, I did, and hastily did so. My teacher pulled away and was admiring my breasts and told me I had the most perfect small breasts with delicious looking nipples that just begged to be sucked. My teacher lowered his head to my left breast and slowly and gently took the nipple into his mouth and applied very gentle pressure and flicked his tongue over it a few times. He looked up at me and asked if this was OK, I just shook my head yes. He continued to suck one nipple as his hand caressed my other breast. When he finally pulled his head away from my breast, he started kissing up my neck as he told how perfect my breasts and nipples were and how a baby would love to nurse from them one day.

The position on the couch was awkward for us to get into a loving embrace, my teacher slid his body down off the couch and placed himself between my legs. I sat there topless, with a skirt on…and this beautiful man staring at me from between my legs. My teacher asked me if I was happy to be here with him? I said yes. Then he asked me if I enjoyed what we were doing together? I also said yes. He then looked at me very seriously and said, you do know that our love must be a secret because I am so much older than you and in a position of authority? I said yes, I know that, and I will keep our secret, I didn’t want our time together to come to an end.

My teacher than leaned forward and gave me a very deep kiss and said he trusted me to keep our secret. His hands started roaming my stomach…grabbing my hips and pulling me forward until my pussy made contact with his stomach. He stared kissing my neck and my shoulders as he continued to apply his body pressure to my pussy.

Then he said he was planning on waiting until Saturday (tomorrow) to look at my secret treasure between my legs, but he didn’t believe he could wait. He moved his hands to my knees and slowly started to move the hem of my skirt up as he looked at me for permission, I just nodded my head yes. When he got my skirt all the way up, he noticed I wasn’t wearing underwear again. He just chuckled at me and said I forgot my underwear again. My teacher then pushed my legs further apart exposing my whole pussy. He just sat there and stared at it, I was getting very self conscious, and I thought something was wrong and I tried to close my legs. He wouldn’t let me close my legs as he lowered his head to my pussy and put his tongue between my pussy lips and started to lick my pussy up and down. I had forgotten how good it felt to have a man’s mouth on my pussy, I immediately groaned, opened my legs more and thrust my hips up to his waiting mouth.

My teacher grabbed my legs behind the knees and pushed my knees into my upper body, opening my pussy up to him even more…and now he had easy access to the opening of my pussy. I could feel his tongue go in my pussy and it felt amazing. The sensations were even better than what I remembered with my Uncle…

My teacher continued to make love to me with his tongue. Eventually he pulled away, and with his face covered in my wetness, he said to me, you are not a virgin, are you? I panicked…I didn’t know how to respond…I didn’t want to upset my teacher and ruin what we had just started, I wanted to continue exploring more with my teacher, now that I finally found a man to love!
My teacher saw the panic in my eyes, and said, it is OK, there was nothing I couldn’t tell him…he would take care of me, I was his baby girl now.

The softness and caring I felt in that moment was overwhelming and I did already feel like I belonged to him, and I was safe. I started to cry, and I said I was so sorry…and my teacher said sorry for what? For not being a virgin. My teacher said, he didn’t care that I was not a virgin, he just cared if I enjoyed the previous sexual experience(s) I had before him and would I share it? I said yes, I enjoyed it…and then I gave my teacher a condensed version of how my Uncle Jim loved me.

My teacher sat there between my legs and listened quietly as I told him about my Uncle Jim bringing me to my first orgasm and teaching me how to masturbate and stretch my pussy so I could accommodate his large hard cock. The summer we spent together with my Uncle Jim putting his seed in me as often as he could. When I finished my story, my teacher just looked at me and asked, did I enjoy my time with my Uncle Jim? I told him, I did, very much, I have missed a man’s touch since them. My teacher then said, so there has never been anyone else who showed you that same kind of love? I said no….and whispered that I missed it.

My teacher took me in his arms and said, I am here now, I will show you that same kind of love…and it will be an honour to share that with you. I was so happy; I just kissed my teacher on the cheek.

My teacher said it was running late, and we were already behind schedule if I was going to get home at my usual after tutoring time. Get dressed, we need to go….

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