Homeschooled Ch. 03

Becky's body was hot and flushed as Mr. Troy had her lay down on the table, sliding the text books and papers to the other side. With her shirt open and bra pulled down under her breasts, the creamy mounds were completely on display and her hard nipples were pointed at the ceiling.

She moaned as his finger slid up her wet slit. Mr. Troy knew exactly how to stroke the sensitive folds of her pussy, how to tease her swollen clit so that she was whimpering and shivering with how much she wanted the explosive pleasure that he'd begun to teach her about.

The slightly bitter taste of his seed was still on her tongue, and she couldn't help but be aroused by that too. She wanted him to touch her, teach her... it was forbidden and that just made it more exciting. Because of his resistance, she knew that these lessons were something she could never tell her parents about. These were the things they didn't want her to know about, why they'd kept her away from boys. It only made her want to know more. Especially because Mr. Troy made it feel so good.

His finger slid into her tight sheath, probing the inside of her vagina, and she gasped, hips bucking. "Yes, Mr. Troy, please, more!"

The low, deep chuckle rasped along her nerves. "You're such a good student, Becky. I'm going to show you another way that a woman can be pleasured, it's called oral stimulation."

Sitting down at the table, he pulled his finger away from her pussy, making her pout. She gasped as he gripped her hips and yanked, dragging her body across the hard wooden surface quickly, until her bottom was at the very edge of the table and she had to put her legs over his shoulders, resting her feet on the back of his chair. Looking down her body, she could see all of her clothing bunched around her middle, her pink nipples standing at rigorous attention, as Mr. Troy smiled at her between her thighs. Her body clenched. His dark eyes and dark hair stood in contrast to the blonde curls on her mound, his tanned skin looking even darker against her pale thighs.

Keeping his eyes trained on hers, he leaned forward and opened his mouth. Becky gasped, her muscles going rigid as his tongue swiped up the center of her pussy. It felt like the lips of her labia quivered at his touch, her body producing another wave of creamy feminine arousal. She gripped the edge of the table, unsure of what to do with her hands but needing to grab and hold onto something, because it felt like she was about to go careening off into space.

Being so exposed in front of him, knowing that he was able to see every part of her intimately, was incredibly exciting.

For his part, Mr. Troy marveled at the pent-up passion in his young student. She was easily one of the most incredible finds, and he considered it a great pity that her overly controlling parents had stifled her to such a great extent. Why, if it wasn't for him, who knew whether or not she would have ever discovered the joys that her body could bring her?

The taste of her virginal pussy was sweet and tart, very much like the young woman in question. She writhed as he tongued her, teasing her, using every bit of his skill to stoke her fires. Already she was addicted to the pleasure that he could give her, and he enjoyed expanding her horizons. Watching her pretty breasts bounce and jiggle as she squirmed against his mouth, he had another flash of desire.

"Play with your breasts," he said, moving his mouth away from her sweet pussy just long enough to give her the order. "Pinch your nipples."

Becky whimpered as she moved her hands to do what he'd told her to. It felt different from when he'd touched her breasts, but it excited her even more to know that he was watching as she played with the soft mounds. Pinching her nipples, she moaned as she tightened her grip until it hurt... but the hurt felt so good. A stinging counterpoint to the growing pleasure in the lower half of her body.

It felt like she was on fire between her legs, a burning need that made her mindless, driving all thoughts from her brain. Even if her parents came home right now and walked in on her and Mr. Troy, she wouldn't want him to stop. In fact, the idea that they might be caught just ramped her up even more. She'd always been such a good girl, doing everything her parents had asked of her, but now that she was being bad... it felt so, so good.

Pulling on her nipples, harder and harder, as Mr. Troy licked and teased her, Becky's hips were moving up and down, trying to rub her pussy against his face. Placing his hands over her stomach, he pressed down, forcibly holding her lower body in position as he assaulted her sensitive pussy with his mouth. Becky cried out, trying to writhe and found that she was unable to.

"Please, Mr. Troy," she begged, arching and panting. "Please, I need to cum... I need to... oh god, please..." His tongue was bringing her closer and closer to the edge, until he suddenly sucked her clit into his mouth and she screamed as the ecstasy overtook her.

Her fingers tightened on her nipples, turning their tips so pale pink they were nearly white, as her orgasm crashed through her, running riot along her nerve endings. Becky writhed, her legs kicking and heels digging into Mr. Troy's back as he sucked hard and long on her clit, forcing her to ride out wave after wave of intense climax. Tears leaked from her eyes until she was breathless and twitching, her hands falling away from her breasts in exhaustion. Mr Troy's tongue resumed the long licks up and down her pussy, making her shudder every time he returned to tease her swollen clit, as little aftershocks of orgasm trickled through her.

"That was... that was amazing," she whispered.

Mr. Troy chuckled. "You're quite an amazing young woman, Becky." There was utter sincerity in his voice. Out of all the students he'd had over the years, he already knew that Becky was going to be his favorite. Her nubile young body, her eager curiosity, and her innate passion were going to make her his star pupil.

Allowing her legs to slide down from his shoulders, he helped her to sit up. Her thighs were on the outside of his, her breasts hanging out of her shirt, and she looked utterly delicious and rumpled. Mr. Troy began combing his fingers through the blonde strands of her hair, settling it back into place as she gazed up at him, starry-eyed.

"Mr. Troy... why wouldn't my parents want me to know about this?" she asked, waving her hand between the two of them as she blushed.

The tutor chuckled. "You can't even use the words to ask, and you wonder why? A lot of people think that pleasure between a man and a woman isn't something to speak of in polite company. Others think that it should only be shared between a man and his wife. If you had gone through regular schooling, you would have at least had lessons in human reproduction, although I doubt they would have been anything like this."

His dark eyes glinted at her, and Becky's cheeks warmed. She liked sharing this special time with him. After all, none of the other tutors her parents had gotten for her had ever taken the time to see her as a person. Mr. Troy seemed to peer into the inner recesses of her mind, bringing out parts of her that she hadn't even known existed.

She couldn't help but resent her parents a little for always keeping her cooped up and away from society at large. When she was younger, she'd watched enough regular television shows to know that most kids went to school. Most kids had more than one friend - and their friend wasn't their cousin. Not that she didn't love her cousin, but it had been rather lonely growing up.

Now she had Mr. Troy too, and he was showing her the most amazing things. Opening her eyes to a whole new world that she was pretty certain her parents would have kept hidden from her. Well, now she had her own secret and she loved it.

"Can we have more lessons like this?" she asked, as he pulled her bra back over her breasts and did up the front of her shirt.

"If you wish," he said, but the smile that he gave her said that he liked her brazenness. Becky smiled back at him, feeling happy and warm inside, and oh-so-satisfied. Between her legs, her pussy still felt wet and sensitive, and her nipples were a bit sore as they rubbed against the inside of her bra, but she felt wonderful. "Only if you keep up with all of your studies though. Not just science, but with your other tutors as well."

"I will," Becky said, nodding her head as she made the promise.

Anything to keep her special lessons.