Sex Ed Teacher Is My Tutor Ch 01

Sex Ed Teacher is my Tutor, Ch. 01

Receiving a higher SAT score is all about SEX.

A hard lesson for me to learn, with her raising me since I was a child, my stepmother was determined to prepare me for the real world. No more partying, drinking, and having sex, it was time for me to buckle down and study. Tired of my late nights, she needed me to be more serious about my future.

Something that surprised me that she did, she hired a tutor to help me earn a higher score on the college board exam over the summer before retaking the test in September. She wanted me to retake my SATs after being tutored, hopefully to earn a much higher score. By focusing on the multiple questions on the test and retaking the exam, she expected that I'd get into a better university or college and, hopefully, earn a scholarship to help defray some of my student loans.

"No more partying for you, young man," said my stepmother with her hand on her hip.

She wagged her manicured finger at me whenever she was angry in the way that black divas do.

"With you only 19-years-old and not of legal drinking age, you're still a minor. I don't have money to bail you out of jail for public drunkenness. As long as you're living in my house, no more drinking," said my stepmother. "After nearly flunking out of high school, now that you've had your fun with partying, drinking, and women, plan on spending your summer in the house studying."

I couldn't believe that my stepmother hired a tutor. I felt as if I was going to summer school. Barred from going out and seeing my friends, feeling punished, I'll be home alone every day. Surprised that she didn't take those away as punishments, too, at least I still had my cell phone and my video games to play.

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My name is Anthony. I'm nineteen-years-old and, sad to say, I barely graduated high school. Unless I applied myself now, I'd spend my life as a laborer, a janitor, or a factory worker. I'd never earn enough money to support a wife and children. I'd never be able to buy a house or drive a new car. No doubt having to work two jobs, I'd always be financially struggling. While I'm still young, this is my time to plan for my future.

Ever since my senior year in high school, when I turned 18-years-old, as if I was in a college fraternity, I allowed my grades to fall. Yet, instead of enjoying my summer celebrating my high school graduation with my friends, she banned me from leaving the house, I'll be in my room studying. The year that it most mattered to have good grades and score high on my college board exams, I spent too much time partying, drinking, and having sex, instead of studying.

Preoccupied with sex and self-abusing myself, when not having sex with women, I masturbate every day, three and four times a day. Grounded from going out to have sex with women, I was horny. Daring myself to do so, something that I had always wanted to do, my only alternative was to dick flash my stepmother.

'Excited by the thought of allowing her to catch me playing with myself, I can't wait to dick flash my stepmother,' I thought. 'Curious for her reaction, I wonder if she'll look, stare, or look away.'

Listening for her to climb the stairs, I waited for her to walk upstairs to deliver my laundry. I listened for her to walk down the hall. As she always does, she'd barge in my bedroom without knocking. In readiness of her seeing my erect, naked prick, having never dick flashed my stepmother before, I was ready to expose myself to her now.

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Quickly, I stripped myself naked. I donned my headphones, fell back on my bed, and closed my eyes while stroking my cock to an erection. Something that I'll be stroking myself over the rest of my horny life, I deliberately allowed my MILF of a stepmother to catch me jerking off.

Curious for her reaction, I wanted her to see my naked, erect prick. Would she look at my big dick in curiosity? Would she stare at my erect cock in sexual arousal? Would she look away in shame and embarrassment? I wouldn't know what her reaction would be to seeing my naked prick until I deliberately dick flashed her.

Giving her a real show, I started my masturbation dialogue as soon as she opened my bedroom door. I wanted her to know that I was masturbating over her. I wanted her to know that I sexually wanted her.

"Oh, mom," I said as soon as she barged open my bedroom door. "I'd love to make out with you while touching and feeling you through your clothes. I'd love to slowly undress you, strip you naked, and touch and feel your naked body everywhere," I said. "I love to make love to you."

Seemingly surprised by all that I was saying, instead of her immediately leaving and closing my door behind her, I squinted open my eyes enough to see her staring while listening and watching me jerking off. With her still standing in my bedroom staring, I stroked myself faster. I stroked myself harder. Determined to cum, I wanted to cum for my stepmother.

"I'd love for you to stroke my cock while sucking my prick. I'd love to cum in your beautiful mouth. Then, after giving you an orgasm with my fingers and my tongue, I'd love to finger your pussy while licking your pussy. Finally, I'd love to fuck you fast and hard to give you a second orgasm," I said.

Hoping that she'd stay in my room to watch me cum, she didn't. With me not just crossing the line but leaping over the forbidden line of a stepson wanting to have sex with his stepmother, I was perversely daring and perverted enough to dick flash her. Wanting her to know, I was horny enough to want to have sex with my stepmother. I'd love to have sex with her. Every day, multiple times a day, I jerk off while imagining her naked and her having sex with me.

All of my friends stared, lusted, and masturbated over her, especially when she was out in the backyard sunning herself in her tiny bikini. Who wouldn't masturbate over her if someone had a stepmother who looked like her? Looking five-years younger, my 44-year-old stepmother, Francesca, is tall, dark, sexy, shapely, and beautiful. She has long, black hair, big, brown eyes, D cup breasts, long, shapely legs, and a tight, round ass. She's my personal version of Gina Lollobrigida.

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Not stopping with exposing my naked, erect prick while deliberately allowing her to catch me pleasuring myself, I allowed her to listen to my masturbation dialogue. Again, not stopping with just dick flashing her, while thinking that I'm still asleep in my room, every morning, she leaves her bedroom door partially open. Stealthily and silently sneaking out of my bedroom, as if I'm a ninja warrior, I spy on her. I watch her undress and dress from the darkened hallway while stroking my erection.

Giving me more to jerk off over, I've seen her in her sexy low-cut bra, and her sheer, bikini panties. I've seen her topless and naked. I lost count how many times that I've masturbated after seeing something of my stepmother that I shouldn't have seen of her. Daring myself to do so, I'd love to barge in her bedroom when she's naked in the way that she barges in my bedroom when I'm masturbating.

When not deliberately allowing her to catch me playing with myself, I continue to dick flash her. Not wanting her to know that I was deliberately exposing myself to her, I make my dick flashes appear accidental. In the way that my stepmother never wears panties beneath her nightgowns, I never wear underwear beneath my pajama bottoms.

As soon as I get an erection, I can purposely pulsate my prick for it to escape through my pajama pee hole. Then, whenever my naked, erect cock is clearly visible, I pretend that I don't know that I'm exposed. In the way that I stare at her topless and naked body, it excites me when she stares at my naked prick.

I walked from the kitchen to the dining room with my big dick sticking out of my pajamas. I walked around the living room with an exposed erection. One time, I stroked myself to an erection before walking out of the shower only wearing a towel.

Then, as if I had something important to tell my stepmother, I stood in front of her while talking with my hands. As soon as I took a big breath, my towel untied itself and fell to my ankles. Acting as if I didn't know my towel had fallen, I stood naked in front of her for a long minute.

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"Oops, sorry mom," I said.

Something I thought she'd never do; I watched her stare at my erect prick.

"That's embarrassing."

I reached down for my towel and wrapped it around my waist to retie it. I struggled to retie it so that my towel wouldn't fall again. Unable to do it, I asked her for help.

"How do you tie your towel without it falling," I asked?

She laughed.

"Step closer and I'll show you," she said.

With her nightgown nearly up to her crotch, she spread her knees and flashed me her black, bushy, naked pussy from her seated position on the couch. Then, while leaning forward and reaching out her hands for my towel, she gave me an unintentional down nightgown view of her naked breasts and erect nipples. She untied my towel and, shocking me as much as she sexually excited me, she held my towel open wide with both hands to retie it.

With her still leaning forward and with my big dick pointing straight out at her and only inches from her mouth, she retied the towel around my waist. Not only did she look at my erect, naked cock but also, she stared at my big dick. I couldn't wait to masturbate over dick flashing my stepmother again. I couldn't wait to stroke myself over seeing her naked pussy and her naked breasts. I couldn't wait to play with myself over her staring at my naked, erect cock.

Then, she surprised me as much as she sexually excited me by what she said next.

"My God, Anthony," she said.

Thinking that there was something wrong, she surprised me. She stared at my naked prick with a big, sexually aroused smile before staring up at me.

"You have a much bigger prick than your father's puny prick," she said with a laugh.

She stared down at my engorged prick again before looking up at me with a sex smile while retying my towel.

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With her flashing me as much as I flash her, claiming that robes make her too hot, my immorally immodest stepmother never wears a robe over her sheer and sexy, low-cut nightgowns. Instead of wearing long, old lady, high collar nightgowns with panties, she wears short, sheer, and low-cut nightgowns without wearing panties. Something that gives me more to masturbate over, I love seeing whatever I can see of my stepmother when she's wearing her sexy nightgowns.

When she stands in front of the opened refrigerator door without turning on the kitchen light, the light from the fridge lights her up as if she's walking through a TSA X-ray machine at the airport. I see through her sheer nightgown as if she's naked. With her leaning forward to look inside the refrigerator, I see her big breasts moving forward with her. I see her ass crack and the back of her black pussy, too.

Tempted to lift up the back of her nightgown, I'd love to fuck her from behind. Only, I didn't dare. If I sexually molested my stepmother, she'd toss me out of her house. I'd have no place to live. Unless one of my friends took me in, I'd be homeless.

While wondering if she's deliberately flashing me, when she walks by the television, and stops to dust the screen, I see through her sheer nightgown as if she's standing there without her clothes. Then, when she opens the drapes in the living room, and stands in front of the window to clean the window, I see through her nightgown as if she's not wearing anything.

Again, giving me more to masturbate over, I see the shape and the size of her naked breasts. I see her brown, erect nipples. I see her patch of bushy, black, pubic hair, and her ass crack through her sheer nightgowns.

As much as I deliberately dick flash her my naked prick, she unintentionally gave me plenty of upskirt peeks of her panties, and down blouse views of her cleavage and bra. She continually flashed me her panties, when she sits across from me while crossing and uncrossing her long, shapely legs. Then, as she becomes more relaxed after having a glass or two of wine, she sits with her knees parted open enough to continually flash me her panties.

When she's wearing her nightgown, again, while sitting across from me, she gives me views of her naked, bushy, black pussy. When leaning over me, she gives me down nightgown views of her naked breasts and her erect nipples. Making me horny and filling me with lustful, forbidden desire for her, I masturbate myself after seeing my MILF of a stepmother's beautiful and nearly naked body through her nightgowns.

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Ever since my father died from COVID, my single stepmom has worked two jobs. Making sure that my future is brighter than her present life, she hired a tutor that she can ill afford. Unbeknownst to me, the tutor that she hired is her best friend.

As soon as I graduated from high school, I found a job working from home writing software code for a gaming startup company. The job didn't pay much but it was better than not doing anything to earn some extra money. Glad that I could do that for us, the money that I earned allowed me to help her with her monthly expenses.

Unable to afford the teacher to come every day, my tutor arrived weekly. As if I was back in high school, I knew that my teacher would give me homework assignments. Then, when the tutor returned the following week, no doubt, my instructor would grade my papers and go over whatever I got wrong. If it wasn't bad enough that I couldn't go out to see my friends, now I had to study as if I was back in high school.

The first day that my tutor was scheduled to arrive, my stepmother had already left for work. I hoped that my stepmother had hired a female tutor instead of a male tutor. I hoped she hired some twenty-something-year-old, college coed with long, blonde hair, blue eyes, big tits, and a nice ass. Allowing her to sit on my bed while studying, I hoped she'd wear a short skirt and a low-cut blouse while sexually teasing me by flashing me her panties, her cleavage, and her bra.

Then, once getting to know her, maybe, she'd allow me to touch and feel her through her clothes while making out with her. Maybe, she'd allow me to undress her and strip her naked. Perhaps, she'd allow me to have sex with her. Hopefully, she'd suck my cock and allow me to cum in her mouth while I read aloud to her. Only, nothing like what I had imagined, I was in for a much bigger surprise.

In the way that I dick flashed my stepmother, I imagined dick flashing my tutor. In the way that I wondered if my stepmother would look, stare, or look away from my naked prick, I wondered if my tutor would look, stare, or look away. I wondered if she'd reach out her soft hand to stroke me. I wondered if she'd take me in her wet mouth to blow me. Yet, nothing more than a sexual fantasy and something else to masturbate over, I didn't think that I'd be having sex with my tutor, especially if he was a man.

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When my tutor pulled up in front of my house, I peered out my bedroom window and watched her get out of her car. Glad that she was a female instead of a male, only, she wasn't twenty-something-years-old. Instead, she looked to be forty-something-years-old. That's okay because in the way that I'm sexually attracted to my MILF of a stepmother, I have a thing for older, good-looking women.

Instead of her having long, blonde hair, she had long, dark brown hair. Seeing her from the side, she looked like Sophia Loren did sixty-years ago, but with bigger tits. That's okay, too, because I have a thing for older women with big breasts. From what I could see of her, when she leaned forward to retrieve her bag from the rear seat, she had a nice ass.

Then, as soon as she turned, walked closer, and looked up at the house, I recognized her. Miss Valentina Fortunato, my sex education teacher. She taught a class that I was required to take in my senior year of high school in hopes of teaching young men to use condoms to not make their girlfriends pregnant. She taught women not to have sex until after they were married and about abortions. My favorite teacher, by far, with her so beautiful, so sexy, and so shapely, I loved her.

I spent my time staring at her and lusting over her, as did all of the other horny, young men in class, who stared at the impressions that her big breasts made in her low-cut, button blouses. Then, when she leaned over us to look at our papers, she gave us great down blouse views of her cleavage and bra. Whenever she sat on her desk facing us, she gave us a quick upskirt peek of her panties. We'd stare at the bright, white triangular patch of her panties before she crossed her long, shapely legs to deny us a continual view.

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When I wasn't masturbating over imagining my stepmother naked and having sex with her, I jerked off over Miss Fortunato naked and her having sex with me. Again, my fantasy woman, she was as beautiful as she was sexy and shapely. Even though I had a stepmother who looked as good as her, we all wished we had a girlfriend who looked like her. We all wished we could have sex with Valentina Fortunato.

As much as I've endlessly played with myself over my stepmother, I've countlessly masturbated over Miss Fortunato. I lost count how many times I jerked off over envisioning her in her panties and bra, topless, and naked. I lost count how many times that I stroked my prick while visualizing having sex with her.

Masturbating over her every day, multiple times a day, I continued stroking myself while picturing her in her bra and panties, topless, and naked. As if there was a drumroll of sexual anticipation going off in my head, I pictured her unbuttoning her blouse, removing it, unhooking her bra, and removing that, too. I imagined seeing her big, double, D cup breasts and her erect pink or brown nipples.

Yet, something that I'd never see, I jerked off over her while imagining her topless. As if she was a stripper on stage about to dance around a pole to music, I pulled my prick while visualizing her slowly and sexily removing her clothes and stripping herself naked. Again, something that would never happen, nevertheless, my favorite woman to cum over, I masturbated myself while picturing her having sex with me.

After receiving an A in Sex Education, I wondered why my stepmother hired a sex education teacher to help me get a better score on my college boards. Unbeknownst to me, Valentina was a bit of a genius. Who better to help me with my college boards than a sexy and shapely, beautiful, older woman who earned a perfect score on her SAT exams twenty-five-years ago?

After being reprimanded by the headmaster for flashing her cleavage, her bra, and her panties in class, the last that I heard, she left the school system to become a sex therapist. I'd love her to give me some sex therapy. I'd love to have sex with my sex education teacher who is now my tutor.

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Being the exhibitionist pervert that I am, I was ready to dick flash her in the way that she flashed me her panties and bra in class, and in the way that I continually dick flashed my stepmother. Daring myself to do so, as nervous as I was sexually excited, I removed my T-shirt, my pajama bottoms, and tossed them on my bed. Determined to dick flash her my naked prick, I donned my short bathrobe, the one that opened at the bottom whenever I sat.

Quickly, I wet my hair, wrapped a towel around my neck, and went downstairs to open the front door. As soon as she rang the doorbell, I waited a minute before opening the door while rubbing my hair with a towel. I couldn't wait to dick flash her.

I wondered what her reaction would be to seeing my big dick. Now that I was already naked beneath my bathrobe, I couldn't wait for her to see my naked prick. In the way that I was curious about my stepmother's reaction to seeing my exposed penis, I wondered if Valentina would look at my naked cock with curiosity, stare at my naked cock with sexual arousal, or look away in embarrassment and shame.