Tutoring Adventures

After my first time with a student, I was feeling a little odd, but also very exhilarated. It had been a while since I had felt that kind of passion and felt that desired. But after a lack of repeat occurrences with Jen, I wrote this off as a one time thing and counted myself lucky to have had that experience. Being in a long marriage has been great and raising a family has been a blessing, but over the last few years, we have been lacking the former passion we once had.

After the first occurrence though, I did subtly change some of my mannerisms with my female students. While still professional, I put on a much more friendly face as well, trying to make them as comfortable with me as possible. It wasn't a huge effort, I didn't want to appear too flirty, especially in front of their parents, but very approachable for the students. I also didn't want to come across as a pervert as well that was only interested in sex. It wasn't until the next school year though that anything else happened.

I had several students as usual, all high school students ranging from 16 to 18, and an even mix of genders. My favorite by far was a senior named Sara. She was taking Algebra 2 and struggling a little. Nothing out of the ordinary, many students struggle with it. Sara was a 5'8" redhead with a fantastic body. Firm tits, probably C cups, nothing huge, but definitely nice, a tight ass, and legs that seemed to go on forever. She was a subject of many fantasies of mine for sure.

As we went through the year, we became increasingly friendly, she was genuinely a nice person. She was intelligent, kind, funny and sarcastic, a deadly combination, and outside of this tutoring, I could have easily been friends or perhaps more with her. Now it wouldn't have been proper. So, I tried to hide my affection towards her, but inevitably I failed, or she was just more perceptive than I thought... probably that later.

Although she wasn't overly athletic, she kept a fit body, and I am sure was well admired by her male classmates as much as I admired it. She never dressed slutty, was always fashionable, maybe a little flirty and fun. As the weather got warmer after the long winter the outfits became more and more revealing. The outfits weren't exactly flirting, but she was just much more comfortable around me, wearing whatever she liked. There may have been some shy flirting, but to tell you the truth, I wouldn't have caught on to it if it was..

By springtime in the school year her parents were comfortable enough with me to allow me in the house while they were not home. This was good for scheduling purposes as it allowed for me to meet with students while the parents were at work. It also allowed the students to relax more and be themselves around me. I could see this in all my students. It had its drawbacks too, as I had to play parent and tutor sometimes, having to drag them back to studies, keep them focused, etc.

Sara was an exception to this, she was more mature than most of the other students, but also one of the older ones that was genuinely wanting to get a good grade. So, when we started meeting without her parents around it was just a natural progression and I never expected anything to come of this.

Everything changed one day in late May. Schools here go into mid-June so kids start getting a little antsy, wanting to get outside and enjoy the weather after a long winter. The weather was unseasonably warm, over 80 degrees. The humidity was slightly elevated as well, making the day a little sticky, but honestly it felt good after the brutal winter we just had. She was dressed in a tank top with athletic shorts, while I had a tee-shirt and shorts on. As our session started we were both sipping on ice water and slightly sweating at the same time. As she would drink, a drip of water would occasionally run down her chin, to her neck and chest, running down between her breasts. I figured it was accidental but really couldn't tell for sure, but it was very distracting to me to say the least. It seemed to draw my attention while it slid down her skin. It was so distracting that I was not following anything she was saying and inevitably I got caught ogling the scene.

I realized the room had gotten quiet and looked up a little sheepishly. She was looking at me, mouth in a half grin, a devilish look on her face, but also a little confused, kind of hard to explain. I was seriously debating what to do next, blow it off, apologize, or try my luck. In the end I kind of just stammered, meaning to apologize but ending up trying to move on mid thought. I can imagine my ears turned beat red as at that point I was quite embarrassed. Having fantasies is one thing, actually acting upon them is another.

I tried to pick up where the distraction started, both of us trying to pick up the thread. At this point though we were both a little uncomfortable. We made it another 5 mins or so and seemed as if we might be able to move on. I stopped and took a drink of my water, she stopped and kind of just watched me, she seemed to be waiting for something. When I finished, she did the same. It seemed to take her a long time to take a sip. As she finished, on purpose for sure this time, some drips ran down her again, drawing my eyes like a magnet. I tried to draw in steady breaths, tried to not stare, tried to not get turned on. I failed on all three.

I was taking long deep breaths and when I looked up, I could see her breathing deeply watching me watch her. Her lips slightly parted, a look of need in her eyes. I put down my pencil, she did the same. I got up, walked around the table, and pulled her to her feet, she didn't resist. When she was standing, I leaned in and tentatively kissed her, feeling her soft lips against mine. She responded tentatively, kissing me back, but not aggressively. I moved a hand to her back and the other to her hair as I continued to kiss her, slowly building the kiss. I parted my lips enough to let my tongue come out, tasting her lips, teasing them. She moaned into my mouth, accepting my tongue into hers. I let my tongue dance in her mouth as we kissed, teasing her tongue.

Eventually she got bold enough to push her tongue back into my mouth, fighting with my tongue more now. The kiss became much more eager now, much hungrier. Our hands were sliding over each other's backs and down to our asses. The kiss turned slightly sloppy in our need, but neither of us really cared. I broke the kiss eventually and looked at her, her breaths were coming quickly, and a slight sheen of sweat was on her forehead, whether from the heat or our make-out session I couldn't guess. The hunger in her eyes was apparent, as it probably was in mine as well.

We moved back towards each other at the same time resuming our kiss. This time a little more searching, more probing. With my hand on her ass, I squeezed and drew her closer to me, pulling her tight. My lips moved from hers and snaked a path to the nape of her neck kissing, sucking and gently biting her neck. This brought a moan to her lips and an involuntary gasp.

I moved a hand up her back now, under her tank top, feeling her hot skin under my hands. The other was still massaging her ass, pulling her closer, at this point I am sure she has to be able to feel my hardness pressed against her. I move my hands to the hem of her shirt and slowly pull it over her head. This left her white bra exposed and her well-toned skin. I deftly reached back and unclasped her bra, leaving her breasts exposed to the warm air. Her hands meanwhile were on my back pulling up my shirt as well, exposing my chest to her. Our hands move seemingly together to each other's chests, feeling it for the first time. My hands were on her tits, massaging them, pinching lightly at her nipples. Her hands ran through my hairy chest eventually stopping at my pecs, continuing to rub my chest.

I sat her down in a chair, kneeling in front of her to easily reach her breasts. I leaned in and started to kiss, lick and suck on her breasts. While my mouth is busy with her right one, my hand was stimulating her left. My fingers pinch her nipple while my mouth sucked her other into my mouth, pulling at it so I can gently nibble on it. I switch sides, sucking on her already hard nipple while my fingers teased her other breast, making sure the nipple didn't go soft. I continue this for a few minutes before my hand moved down to her shorts and worked them down off of her, lifting her ass into the air to allow them to come off. I pull off both her shorts and panties together, exposing her shaved pussy to me for the first time.

I slid her forward on her chair, allowing me to get to her pussy. I reached down and found her pussy with my hand, rubbing her with my entire hand, not penetrating or focusing on any one area. My lips found hers again, kissing her insistently. My tongue danced with hers as we kiss and my fingers rubbed her pussy, probing it, spreading it. I left her mouth and moved mine down to her wetness. I pushed my tongue into her, tasting her for the first time. She groaned when I touched her with my tongue. I pushed my tongue along her pussy, from her hole to her clit, slowly dragging it across her. I swirled my tongue around her clit, trying to barely graze it while I did this. I moved my tongue back to her vagina, tasting her wetness, pushing my tongue as deep as it would go. I started to fuck her with my tongue, pushing it in and out, wiggling it while it was deep within her. I could hear her start to moan with greater urgency and I slid my tongue up to her clit and slowly stimulated it with my tongue, while I slid my index finger into her pussy.

I felt her draw in a breath at this intrusion, but just responded by placing her hands on my head, drawing me in closer. I started to slide my finger in and out of her tight pussy while my tongue continued to lick her clit. After a few minutes I slid my middle finger in as well and started to finger fuck her with my fingers. At this her hips started to undulate on the chair as she really was losing herself in the pleasure. I slid the fingers in faster and faster now, driving them deeper with each thrust, curling my fingers upwards while I did so, trying to stimulate her G spot. My lips encircled her clit, sucking it into my mouth, so I could lick it unencumbered. Her hips rocked violently now, knowing her orgasm was quickly approaching I moved my mouth to her vagina and started fucking her with my tongue again as my thumb rubbed her clit. She practically exploded onto me, groaning loudly, holding my head against her hard. Her juices flowed over my face, and I did my best to lick them up as much as I could. As she came down off her high, I rose up, my face wet with her pussy juices, I pulled her up and leaned in to kiss her again.

We kissed passionately this time, our tongues colliding, our lips mashing together. While we kissed, she reached down and pulled my shorts down over my extremely hard cock. She gripped my cock in her hand and started to stroke it while we kissed, playing with the precum that covered the head. She broke apart the kiss and kneeled in front of me and proceeded to give me an awesome blow job. She was very good at it, licking the underside on every stroke, playing with my balls while she sucked, making sure to spend a lot of attention on my head. I would have loved to stay there and let her make me cum but knowing we didn't have all the time I would have liked, I had to stop her.

She pulled back reluctantly, but eagerly, knowing what was next. Rather than go down the hall, I laid her back on the carpet, right where we were. I put her legs over my shoulders and positioned my cock right at her pussy. I slowly pushed into her, sliding in deeper and deeper by the moment. I pushed until I was balls deep, resting there for a moment, looking into her eyes. I slid back out until just my head remained in her, pausing once again for the effect... seeing the need in her eyes I slid back in, this time faster than the first time, but still excruciatingly slow. Again, I didn't stop until I was fully in her before backing out again, only this time not pausing at either end. I found a good rhythm and started sliding in and out of her, with each stroke getting faster and faster.

With each thrust her tits bounced on her chest. Her moaning was continuous as I fucked her. My hands were on her thighs, using them to add power to each thrust. Eventually I was pounding her pussy, slamming in as hard as I could with each stroke. I knew I couldn't take much of this, and while we didn't have lots of time, I wanted to extend this as much as possible. I reluctantly stopped, catching my breath for a moment. She looked at me longingly, waiting eagerly for more. I had her get on all fours and positioned myself behind her. I slid my hard cock into her wet pussy from behind, this time I did not start off slow. I gripped her by her hips and slammed into her repeatedly, feeling my balls slap against her clit with each thrust.

I moved one hand to her hair and pulled her head back by it, while I held her with my other hand and continued to fuck her. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock as another orgasm ripped through her body. I fucked her through it, driving in repeatedly until she collapsed on the floor. I pulled out, only having a few more minutes left in me and sat in the chair she vacated. I pulled her over and had her straddle me in the chair, sitting on me with my cock buried in her. She started to rock forward and back, grinding on my cock, rubbing her clit on me while we fucked. After a few minutes she started to slide up and down my cock, making her tits bounce in front of my face.

As she continued to fuck me, I used my hands to bring her tits to my mouth where I could lick them while she rode me. My own orgasm was building rapidly as we fucked, coming closer and closer with each thrust. I released her tits when it was too close, grabbing her hips and started to piston my cock into her repeatedly. Her pussy responded by cumming for a third time, clamping down on my cock again, sending me over the edge too. With her pussy gripping me tight, my cock erupted deep inside of her. My orgasm triggered hers even more, sending her to an even higher level of pleasure. As we rode our orgasms out together we kissed again, a long slow kiss with tongue of course, but not nearly as much need. Both of us had been completely satiated.

We came down off our high, both of us realizing the gravity of what just had transpired. We started to get dressed, talking as we did. Neither of us really understood what just happened, but agree, it probably isn't a good idea for it to happen again. Once we were finally dressed, we realized it was none too soon as we heard a car pull into the driveway. We both got a look of relief on our faces knowing we got dressed just in time.

We restarted the math we were working on, picking up where we left off. We did our best to look like we have been at this for a while now, and felt that we had succeeded. Her mom certainly didn't seem to suspect anything. Her only comment was about how we looked all sweaty and why didn't we turn on a fan? We both kind of looked at each other with wide eyes realizing we didn't really think about our appearance other than clothes. My hair being so short, wasn't really an issue, but I can tell I am sweating profusely. Her, on the other hand, was sweating for sure but her hair was a mess. Luckily from the back it looked ok, where her mother had seen her from. She casually got up and went into the bathroom. She fixed her hair and rinsed her face off. Feeling and looking much better when she came back, she turned on the ceiling fan and sat back down to finish our tutoring session.

When we finished, I got paid for the entire time I was there. We set up a time for the next week, I gave them both a quick hug and headed out the door. To my knowledge her parents never found out. Sara finished her senior year, passing her Algebra class with a solid B. She never mentioned our experience after that day and there was never a repeat. I filed that experience away as something I wasn't likely to forget.