Ben Sanders got home from school, made himself dinner, then he sat down to watch the news on TV. His doorbell rang shortly after the news program ended. He got up, opened the door, and found Sarah Davis, a slim, attractive young woman with shoulder-length, frizzy blonde hair, standing at his door. She was one of several female Jamestown High School students he had been devoting special attention to.
"Hi, Mr. Sanders, can I come in?" Sarah asked softly.
"Ah, sure, Sarah," Ben said. He stepped back and the young woman walked by him, into his apartment.
Sarah was wearing a pale yellow halter-top and bleached jeans. The top ended just below her breasts, exposing a wide strip of delectable skin. The jeans looked as if they'd been painted on her fine young body.
Ben had been setting the stage for this meeting ever since he began the counseling sessions he'd been having with Sarah. He'd carefully been working on getting her interested in stopping by his apartment to talk, knowing that if she did, he'd have her exactly where he wanted her.
"Um, how come you asked me to come over here instead...instead of, you know, seeing me in school?" Sarah murmured. She looked at her feet.
"Don't you remember what I told you the last session we had?" Ben asked.
Sarah nodded. "You...you said it might be easier for us to talk about some of the stuff I need to talk about if...if we weren't in school," she whispered. "Do...do you really think that's true?"
Ben smiled. "Sarah, you seem very nervous. Are you afraid of being here alone with me?" he asked.
"Ah, I...I guess not," Sarah whispered, staring at the floor. "You sure I'm, ah, not...you know...bothering you?"
"No, you're not bothering me at all, Sarah," Ben responded. "I think we can make a lot of progress on the things that are bothering you tonight."
Sarah looked up at him, surprise showing on her face. "You really mean that?" she asked.
Ben nodded and smiled. "Of course," he said.
Sarah looked at her feet again, then she looked up at him. "Mr. Sanders, do...do you think I'm pretty?" she asked, her voice soft.
"Sarah, I think you're beautiful," Ben replied. He was a bit surprised that she was being so direct. "I'm surprised you even need to ask."
"You're not just saying that because you think it's what I want to hear, are you?" she asked. "I mean, lots of guys at school don't seem to think so."
"Sarah, I'm saying it because I believe it," Ben said. "I do think you're lovely. It's just that your question caught me off guard." He was pleased. He wasn't sure how he was going to guide tonight's conversation to this sort of topic, now Sarah had done it for him.
"If I'm pretty, how come the only guys who want to take me out are jocks?" she asked. "And even then none of them goes out with me more than once? I...I don't understand..." Tears began rolling down her cheeks.
Ben knew a bit about Sarah. Her choice in boys was terrible. One of the athletes she went to bed with spread the word that she was an easy lay. The result was that all his buddies took her out, expecting to sleep with her, too. Unfortunately, Sarah had slept with quite a few of them. Once word of what she'd been doing got around, she was pretty much ostracized by the kids she had once been friends with.
"Come here, Sarah," Ben said, holding out his arms. "It looks to me like you need a hug." The young woman moved into his embrace and pressed her face against his chest. He could feel her warmth through his clothes.
After she'd been in his arms for a while, Sarah tilted her head back and looked up at the guidance counselor. When she did, he kissed her. The kiss was tentative at first, but grew more urgent as fires of passion flared in both of them. Ben licked Sarah's lips and her tongue emerged and duelled with his. The girl's arms tightened around him.
"God!" Sarah whispered after the kiss ended. She kept staring at Ben, dreamy-eyed. "I never felt like this before, just from kissing somebody!"
"Sarah, do...do you want to leave?" Ben gasped, struggling to get his breath. "I'm afraid that...if...if you stay...I...I'll kiss you again and if...if I do, I'm not sure what will happen."
"I...I don't want to leave," Sarah whispered, gazing at him.
"When do you have to be home?" Ben asked.
Sarah shrugged. "I...I told my folks I was going over to Marcie's to study and probably wouldn't be home until late," she replied.
"Come with me, Sarah," Ben said. He put his arm around her and led her into his bedroom, once more surprised how few recriminations he felt about what he was going to do.
In the bedroom, Sarah stood in front of Ben, looking bewildered. He didn't give her time to think. He ran his hands lightly up her bare belly, under the cutoff top. She murmured softly and sucked in her belly a little. Then he cupped his hands around her breasts, squeezed them gently through her bra, and rubbed his thumbs over the tips. The lovely young woman continued to murmur softly.
"Are you scared about what I'm doing, Sarah?" he asked.
The young woman, who looked very vulnerable and shy, licked her lips and nodded. "A little, I guess," the girl replied softly. "I...I never...ah...you know, did this with a...a grown-up before."
"Don't be scared, Sarah," Ben reassured her, "Believe me, there's nothing to be afraid of." He continued caressing her smooth, warm skin.
Sarah closed her eyes, sighed softly, and shuddered.
"Does that feel good?" Ben asked.
"Oh, yeahhhh!" the quivering teenager whispered.
Ben felt his desire growing rapidly as he caressed the trembling teenager. He slid his hand to the waist of her jeans and began fumbling with the clasp. Sarah sucked in her stomach to assist him in opening her jeans. The clasp opened, then the zipper buzzed down, exposing the front of her lacy panties. Although the jeans fit like a second skin, he managed to slide them down over her lean hips with surprising ease.
Once Sarah's jeans were off, Ben examined the young woman, who now wore only a skimpy bra and bikinis. Her body was slender, yet well-formed, her legs lithe. She was a cheerleader and was also on the gymnastic team and her body was taut. He began stroking her legs and buttocks as lightly as he could. He felt her tremble while whimpers of delight came from her lips.
Ben's tongue teased her navel and her moans increased in intensity, as did the tremors shaking her luscious young body. He caressed her breasts through her silky bra and her nipples grew even harder. He undid the clasp between her breasts, peeled the gauzy garment from her and again gazed at her, licking his lips. Her breasts, moderately sized, but firm and standing proud, were beautiful! Large dark circles capped them, and her mouth-watering nipples jutted her areolas.
Ben wrapped his hands around the delectable mounds of flesh and began rubbing his thumbs over the rigid tips. Sarah moaned and leaned forward, pressing tighter against his hands, her lovely body almost vibrating. Her hands covered his.
"Ohhhhh!!!" she murmured, "God, Mr. Sanders...I...I think I'm gonna fall. My legs are shaking so hard! I...I never felt like this before!"
Ben took his hands from her breasts, guided her to the bed and had her lay down. Then he took his clothes off and laid down next to the wide-eyed girl, who gazed at him, her chest heaving. He again drew one firm nipple between his lips and began lapping it with his tongue. He took her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger and began pulling on it and twisting it.
Sarah went wild. Her back arched and her hips rose off the bed. Loud gasps of pleasure issued from her. "Mr. Sanders!!! I can't stand it!!!" she moaned, "It feels too good! Oh, God!!! Oh, Godd!!! I love that!!"
Ben adored her breasts for a while then, continuing to work on her chest with his mouth, he let his hands roam over Sarah's fine body, feeling her flesh ripple as they slid over her. Heat rose from her in waves. He slid her panties down over her hips and lovely legs. The panties clung to her excitement-damp middle as he tugged them from between her legs. He inhaled the sweet scent of her excitement and knew he had to taste her.
When he started kissing Sarah's flat belly, even more fervent sounds gushed from the slim, lovely lass. "Goddd!! Oh, Goddd!!!" she mewled, her hands flailing at the bed, "That feels so fantastic! Oh, Goddd!!! Oh, Godddd!!!!"
At last Ben's lips brushed the soft, wrinkled hair that covered her sex. Sarah parted her legs and he continued kissing downward. His lips moved closer and closer to the teenager's center as the lovely girl's cries of joy grew louder.
When his lips and tongue found her clit, Sarah's hips rose, pressing her juicy opening against his mouth, and she cried out passionately. Ben discovered that she tasted incredibly good. His tongue lashed her labia, then parted them, and delved into her. The girl's body twisted and her hands beat the bed. She began to shake. Then her orgasm began and a frantic moan came from her. "Eeeeeeeayyyyyyyy!!!! Eeeeeeeeaiiiiiiiiii!!!!" she wailed. With her hips rocking wildly, she smeared her savory juices all over Ben's face. Her smooth, muscular legs clamped around his head, trapping him against her. He continued licking and sucking her until she lay relaxed on the bed.
Lying next to Sarah, Ben gazed at the lovely blonde, who gazed back at him, her eyes filled with adoration.
"I...I want you, Mr. Sanders!" she urged, her hips rocking. "I want you to fuck me! Please, Mr. Sanders! Fuck me!! Fuck meeeee!!"
