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   Tutoring My Cunt Chapter 1.

   Hi, my name is Conny Soon and I would like to tell you more about myself
and the way I have come to where I am now.

   I'm 18 years old and I can say of myself that I am gorgeous.  No need to
beat around the bush about it.  My name may suggest that I am oriental, but
I'm white.  I'm 5'5 and I have long, dark brown hair hanging till midback.
I am a size 36 with B-size tits.

   My face is ovally shaped with dark brown eyes, which are framed by long
black lashes.  My eyebrows are dark and arched so that my face is open and
inviting.  My mouth is wide but not big.  My lips are full.

   I just want to make a picture for your imagination, but I know I am just
lucky the way I look.  I don't have to work to maintain my hourglass
figure, although I love gymnastics and fitness.  More important may be that
I am intelligent.  In Junior High I was a straight A student, again,
without having to work hard.  Just pay attention in Class and doing my
homework was enough.

   I am a woman now and I am confident about myself and sex.  It was not
always like this and I have had to learn some valuable lessons.  How this
came about I will tell you in the following story.

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   When I was 14 years old, I lived with my mom, dad and identical twin
sister Jenny in Los Angeles, CA.  We moved to another, better part of town,
just at the time that my sister and I started High School.  We were 14 at
the time, being born late in the year.  Jenny settled in quite easily and
made friends by the dozen, but I had trouble getting into the rhythm of
things.  My only good friend then was Cathleen, a lovely redhead.  We
talked about a lot of things, normal stuff that teenagers talk about:
clothes, boys, music etc.

   All my life I wanted to become a doctor and after my first visit to the
gynecologist I knew that I wanted to specialize in that particular field.
It was just as if the puzzle fell into place.  Cathleen wanted to become a
vet and so we had a lot of classes together.

   When after several months I still couldn't find the rhythm and my grades
dropped to B's I broke out in tears in Biology class.  It was the end of
the period and nobody saw me, because they were scrambling out of the room,
but my teacher, Mrs.  Wright, came over to me, handed me a white
handkerchief and asked: "What is wrong dear?" She is about 55 years old and
has Grey hairs in a tight bun on the back of her head.  She is still a
looker and dresses conservatively, but really advantageous to her body. 
Her make up is always perfect and her pose is self-confident.

   I told her my story about missing the connection with my fellow students
and my dream of becoming a gynecologist.  My doubts about getting there and
so on.

   Mrs.  Wright looked at me for a long time.  I felt her eyes wandering
over my entire body and she openly stared at my tits and thighs.  I almost
felt as if she could look through my clothes and I felt naked in that
classroom.  Although it made me uneasy at first, it also excited me in a
funny way.  She couldn't have seen much.  I was used to dressing in loose
clothes that hid my body from view.  Eventually she said: "I may have a
solution for you.  It may not be easy to start with, but I think that in
time you will benefit greatly".

   My face must have lit up when she said that, because I felt enormous
relief.  I said: " I will do anything to get to my dream.  Tell me what you
have in mind and I will do it"

   "Well dear, anything may just be what you have to do.  Meet me tomorrow
after school in this classroom and I will tell you what I have in mind. 
Until than I want you to think about what it is that you really want and
what you will do to get it."

   I ran home relieved and curious to what Mrs.  Wright had in mind.  That
evening homework was easy and I went to bed early.  In bed I thought about
the eyes from Mrs.  Wright that had wandered so openly over my body.  Again
I felt that warm, funny feeling.  The nakedness that was not so bad now I
got to think of it.  Also I felt a strange sense of pride that a person was
looking to me in such a fashion.  At 14 I couldn't do anything with that
feeling yet, but the warm feeling stayed with me until I fell to sleep.

   I didn't need to think about what I wanted.  I made plans in my mind for
years about how I would be a doctor.  Helping people to stay or become
healthy.  How I could help women to get pregnant and be happy with their
families.  How people would be grateful to the doctor for helping them.

   The next day I couldn't wait till after school.  I had been so depressed
these first few months in a new school and with my grades dropping to
unknown levels for me, that I wanted any solution that pulled me up a bit.
I hadn't told Cathleen anything about Mrs.  Wright's idea.  To start with,
because I didn't know anything about it myself, but also out of a strange
feeling to keep it from her.

   When the bell rang for the last time I quickly walked to Mrs.  Wright's
classroom.  She was looking into some papers on her desk, but she put them
aside when I entered the room.  She pointed to a chair directly in front of
her.

   "Ah, there you are my dear.  You must be anxious to learn what I have in
mind, for the last bell has only just ended."

   "Yes Mrs.  Wright", I said sitting down, "I really want to know if you
can help me."

   Mrs.  Wright looked at me and said: "You said yesterday that you would
do anything to get to your dream.  Did you think about that yesterday? 
What did you find?"

   I said: "I want to be a good doctor.  I want to help people get healthy
and get on with their own dreams of getting a family."

   "What do you think what makes a good doctor?", Mrs.  Wright asked.

   I was a bit confused.  I didn't think that the conversation would go
that way.  "Well, you really have to know all about the medical solutions
you can perform, and also you must know your patients well." I said.  Mrs.
Wright looked at me.  Again her eyes almost undressed me and I felt that
she could even look further inside of me.  It wasn't a bad feeling as if a
pervert was looking at me, but still I felt naked and uneasy.

   "What human skills should a doctor have, you think?', Mrs.  Wright asked
me.

   Now I knew what She was getting to.  "Well of course you need to have
strong communicational skills, and the guts to think out of the ordinary
and maybe some things may come in time with experience."

   "Experience, yes", she said in a soft, slow fashion and she looked at me
intensively.  It seemed that she had made up her mind about something and
she looked to the back of the classroom and said: "Richard, please will you
join us?"

   I turned around.  There was a boy, maybe a young man, in the shadows of
the back of the room.  In my haste to hear the solution I hadn't spotted
him.  He must have been around 18.  He was 6 feet tall and had a beautiful
body.  A real athletes figure.  His hair was blond and cut in the fashion
of that time.  I recognized him as the captain of the football team. 
Richard Cummings: hero of the school, dream of every girl and prize of the
day.  Everybody knew that he was single, but that he had different dates
every Saturday.

   "Richard here also wants to become a doctor," Mrs.  Wright said, "He is
preparing to go to college and he had some of your feelings a couple of
years ago.  I started to work with him.  We went through all the subjects
in school that you need to know, but also, we worked hard to build his self
esteem."

   I was surprised that Richard Cummings would need to have to build his
self-esteem.  Mrs.  Wright saw my amazement.

   "Yes dear, not everybody is born with an overload of self esteem and
trust in their own capacities.  I figure that your problem is similar to
that of Richard then.  That is why I want to propose Richard as your tutor.
You two can figure out how you want to shape things yourself."

   And with that she waved us out of the classroom and went on with her
work at the desk.

   Richard and I walked towards the playing field.  He had football
practice.

   Richard said to me: "Well Conny, you have a lot to think about.  What
Mrs.  Wright had in mind may be a little bit unclear to you at this moment.
What she proposes is that I guide you through this year and that I help you
to develop your talents hidden inside you.  She must have a high opinion of
you, because in 25 years she only helped two other people before you and
me. I want you to go home and think about this conversation with Mrs. 
Wright and me.  Think about what makes a doctor and not an average doctor
but an extreme good doctor.

   "Come to my house after school on Monday and we will think of the way
that we will shape this.  Think about my question and have some good
answers Monday afternoon!"

   After that he gave me his address and left for his practice.

   I was amazed about the way the afternoon had developed.  Richard
Cummings would be my tutor.  The handsomest man in the school.  The man
every girl dreamed of.  And what was this tutoring anyway?  What would he
teach me?  Subjects from school Mrs.  Wright had said and building self
esteem.  How do you do that?  Well, I had the whole weekend to think about
it.

   Saturday Cathleen and I went shopping.  She always tried to get me to
wear anything but my baggy trousers and sweatshirts.  When we were in a
store and Cathleen was trying on some dresses I saw a beautiful blue dress.
It would go to half thigh and the shoulder straps were about an inch wide.
In the front it closed nicely and the back was high.  I imaged myself in
the tight fitting dress showing it to Richard and his eyes roaming over my
so clearly displayed figure.  I got a warm feeling in my belly and it went
all the way to my thighs.  I kept thinking about Richard and I was almost
tempted to buy the dress.  Almost.  But in the end I couldn't get myself to
even try it on.

   Cathleen was seeing the alpha male boy from class.  Dan McCarthy, a nice
boy but also 15, like her.  They would go out later that evening and she
asked me to come.  I didn't want to be the fifth wheel and so I declined. I
knew they were not fucking yet.  Cathleen was a virgin like myself.  But I
knew there were things you could do without losing your virginity.  Still
it takes time together, so that's why I didn't go.

   Monday in school I saw Richard a couple of times.  He didn't see me
though or at least he pretended not to see me.

   After school I walked to the address Richard gave me.  It was a large
house with a double garage next to it.  In school I had learned that
Richards father was a well-known surgeon and his mother did something in
plastic surgery.  They were quite rich and they had a lot of friends all
over our part of town.  It seemed that the family was well known and liked.

   I rang the bell and Richard opened almost immediately.

   "Hi", he said, "good that you are here.  Would you like some iced tea?"
After he poured two glasses and we sat down in the living room he became
serious.  "Well Conny, what did you think of and what is your idea about
the tutoring?"

   After that we had a long conversation about what a superb doctor should
be like.  He would have to have skill, knowledge and feeling for the
patients.  Experience should be able to make the right diagnose and give
human advise to those in need of it.  The doctor should be a person of
influence, people should be able to put their trust in him and listen to
him.

   Richard asked me: "How far are you willing to go to achieve your goal?"

   "I will do anything," I said.

   "Really?"

   "Really!"

   "Ok", Richard said, "what we will do is work on all sorts of subjects in
school and out.  That means that we will do whatever it takes to build this
superb doctor.  I have had my training from Mrs.  Wright and I will pass it
over to you.  It may not always be easy.  You will meet yourself along the
road and it may be that you have to conquer yourself more than once.  Are
you willing to do that?" "Yes", I said.

   "Right, then there are some rules that you have to follow and they are
non negotiable once you have agreed to them.

   "Rule #1: You will do whatever I say as long as I say.  I will ask you
to do things that may shock you, but never hurt you.  I know who you are by
the time I ask these things of you.

   "Rule #2: we will meet here every school day after the last period.  The
tutoring will not cost you a cent, but I may ask you to spend money and all
costs will be paid by you.

   "Rule #3: we will not tell anybody of what goes on inside these walls.
Only after mutual consent can we reveal certain aspects.  This also means
that persons to be included here will only attend after our mutual consent
and they cannot tell anyone else either.

   "Rule #4: I will do my best to build you and me to our goal: to be
superb doctors.  In the case that I make an error of judgment and I ask
things of you that you cannot or will not do, you say the word:
"Washington".  After you say that word, just once, everything stops
immediately.  We will also immediately stop the tutoring and you will not
see me again.

   "What do you think?"

   I thought about these rules, but I trusted Richard so I said: "I agree
to these rules."

   "Ok", Richard said, "you may undress totally and put your clothes by the
door."

   I was stunned by his first command.  I couldn't find the reason for it
and I started to protest.  I couldn't speak a word though.

   Richard was quick with his answer of my unspoken protest: "If you are a
doctor, you will see many people in all sorts of shapes and dress.  You
must be completely natural in this.  You may protest my commands but you
will do them.  Your solution not to perform is the word "Washington" and
you know the consequence of that.  I expect your opinion on many things. 
This is what makes a good doctor: a mind of his own, I may even alter the
command but you will do as I say."

   Well so this is how it would be, I thought.  I am in the hands of this
young man and I agreed to it voluntarily.  But how bad can it be to be
undressed?  We walk naked around the house at home going to the bathroom?

   "Will you undress?", I asked.

   "Yes, we will both be naked from the moment we enter the door.  You will
always undress when entering here.  My mom and dad will not be home before
6.  You will not see them.  But even then they are doctors themselves and
used to nakedness.  So get to it or say The Word."

   I turned around and started to undress reluctantly.  First my oversized
Sweater and T-shirt.  Richard could see my white, totally useful but non
sexual bra and I felt his eyes on my back.  Then my shoes.  Then my baggy
trousers.  When I was only dressed in my bra and panties I turned around
and looked at Richard.  I pleaded with my eyes.

   Richard was stern and said: "All of it!"

   So I undid my bra at the back and put it on the pile of clothes on the
chair by the door.  My B-size breasts fell free and my nipples reacted to
the chill.  It may have been hot in the room but the chill did not come
from the outside.  After that I took of my large panties.  My hairy vagina
was exposed to the air and the eyes of Richard once I was turned around.  I
could feel that Richard was looking at me and it took a lot of power to
make that turn.  I kept my left hand in front of my vagina and the right
hand and arm in front of my breasts.  I couldn't look Richard in the eyes.

   Then he said: "Now I will take everything of too, like I promised.  You
will look at me undressing".

   He was more used to taking his clothes of in front of somebody new than
I and took of his clothes in a normal pace.  He unbuttoned his shirt, took
it of with his T-shirt.  Opened his belt, button and zipper and took of his
trousers.  He was only dressed in his boxer shorts.  He looked at me, but I
couldn't look him in the eyes.  Then he took the boxer short of and was
completely naked.  He stood tall and I could see his muscled torso.  The
well defined muscles on his stomach, his arms and his legs.  And I could
see his penis.

   It was soft.  I had seen the penis of my father.  We were no prudes at
home.  But in the new house I shared a bathroom with Jenny and mom and dad
had a bathroom of their own.  So it was a while.  Richard's penis was nice.
He had a bunch of pubic hair surrounding it.  I could see that it was
thick, even in the soft state.  It was about two inches long now.  I
couldn't help but wonder how long it would be if it was hard.  I never had
these thoughts before and I was astounded.  Still visions in my head got my
imagination running and I saw in my mind his penis throbbing with
excitement.

   "We will get some taboos out of the way immediately." Richard said. 
"First I want you to stand up straight and hang your arms loosely to your
side."

   It took me some will power, but I managed.

   "Ok then.  Now we will name the parts of our body." He came closer to me
and pointed to my vagina.  "What have we here?"

   "My vagina", I said.

   "Correct in the biblical and biological way.  But there are other names:
cunt, pussy, fuckhole and so on.  We will call it cunt or pussy.  Your
pussy has pussy lips and a clitoris or clit.  A cunt is for pleasure and to
give birth.  You put something in and it produces new live.  Therefore: you
are My Cunt.  I will put experience and knowledge in you, you will be
reborn as a superb doctor.  I will call you Cunt between us.  It is close
to your name anyway.

   "Now what are these?" he said pointing at my breasts.

   "My breasts".

   "Right again.  Also known as boobies, hooters, mamas and tits.  We will
call them tits.  There are nipples or nips on the front of your tits.  I
want you to be at ease with these names so that is why we will use them
from now on.

   "What is this then", pointing to his penis.

   "A penis?"

   "Yes.  And also cock, dick, and many more names.  We will call it a dick
or cock.  I will put things into you, so between us you will call me Dick.
It also fits my name because my parent and close friends always call me
Dick".

   "There are many more names for the human anatomy and we will get there
in time.

   "Well Cunt, let's go to my room over the garage and start with your
lessons for tomorrow."

   ----

   Dick had his own complete apartment over the garage.  There was a
bathroom with a large shower and toilet, a study with a desk, a computer, a
large couch and a skeleton standing in the corner.  Also he had a pantry
and a separate bedroom with a king-size waterbed.  It was a posterbed and
it looked nice and romantic.

   "With tutoring I won't start your lectures over again.  You are really
intelligent and that would be an insult more than a help.  Because I am
older than you and further into the material I will trigger you by giving
you the big picture of it all and we will work your homework in that frame.
This way I think you will be challenged more than you were in the
classroom."

   And we did just that.  We worked through the material and he gave me a
look into the future.  I could easily relate to what he told me and he was
fun to be with.  He could explain very clearly where we were going and put
my study in perspective.

   I could not help myself from glancing at his dick several times.  He
must have noticed but he didn't tell.  I loved the way it swayed when he
was walking.  My imagination said that his dick grew a little when I leaned
over to point something out.  I know that my cunt was feeling warm like I
have never felt before.  Must be because it is always locked up behind my
panties.

   Later that afternoon Richard ended our session.  He asked me what sports
I did.

   "I have always done gymnastics and I entered she schoolteam only
recently", I said.

   "Ok, start fitness in the studio on Whitaker street.  There are classes
with young girls like you and no housewives.  Take one of those classes,
two afternoons a week.  You will buy a leotard and also a bodysuit but with
thong panties.  Except for shoes; wear nothing else.

   "Also start a job for Saturday mornings or afternoons at Munchies, the
diner at 1st and Malcolm.  No evenings yet, but you are too young anyway."

   I knew both places.  They are in the vicinity of the school and
frequented by students.  On Saturdays the diner was a regular meeting place
for youth.

   "I am not sure if there is an opening for a job at Munchies."

   "Go there tomorrow.  There will be an opening." He was quite confident.

   With that he sent me away, so I dressed at the door and said goodbye.

   Walking down the street I thought about the strange day.  Undressing was
totally weird.  I felt like being used for pleasure and I didn't know what
to do with it.  Still I trusted Dick, as I had called him all afternoon. 
Now that I was clothed again I felt the confines of it.  I never would have
thought that I'd rather take my clothes of than have them on.

   For the rest of the week this pattern didn't change.  I undressed at the
door and Dick was already naked.  His clothes were in his room.  I was glad
to go to Dick.  He was nice and friendly.  We laughed a lot about the
lessons.  He really inspired me with his wit, his knowledge and his
judgment about me.  I became used and even comfortable with being naked
around him.  I stole not so many glances at his dick anymore.  But hey, of
a thing of beauty you never get enough so I still looked a lot at his body.

   I got a job at Munchies as Dick predicted.  Maybe he even had a hand in
it.  More than maybe even.  Starting next Saturday I was to wait tables in
a short light blue dress and white apron.  Also I started at the gym.  The
girls in my class were nice and a bit older.  Ranging from 15 to 19 I
think. It cost a fair amount of money to take the fitness classes and to
buy the outfit.  Now I understood why I had to take the job: to be
independent.  The outfit itself was quite something else.  I bought it in
the store and I tried it on in the dressing room.  I bought a white leotard
and a pink body.  It shoved right into my cunt and ass.  I could see the
outline of my pussy lips right through it.  It got me in serious doubt, but
I bit my lip and paid quickly.  At home I was in serious doubt again.  When
I wore it the first lesson the girls looked at me with interest and I guess
they saw me not as one of those prissy girlies, but as a young woman.  Now
I understood the intention of Dick.

   That Monday afternoon I undressed at the door again.  Dick took me up to
his room and positioned me in front of a full-length mirror.

   "What do you see?" he asked.

   "Umm I see myself."

   "Talk about yourself and touch everything that you are talking about. 
Name it like we agreed."

   I was reluctant but went on with it anyway.  "Umm ..  This is my face.
This is my hair, these are my eyes .." I touched everything that I spoke
of. It felt nice to do that.  I felt my eyebrows consciously for the first
time.  They were thick and could do with some styling.  I saw my lashes.  I
never even paid attention to them, but now I saw that they could do with
some make up.  I saw my beautiful brown eyes and I told Dick that I liked
them very much.

   "Go on", he said.  "Touch your tits.  Talk to me about your feelings for
them".

   I went down with my hands and I cupped a tit in each hand.  "These are
my tits.  They are a size B.  I don't think they will grow much more.  I
like them this way.  They do make me wear a bra though and I don't like
that.  My nipples are beautiful.  The aureoles are just about an inch wide
and the nipples are nice."

   "Fondle your tits".

   I didn't know what he meant.  How fondle them?  So I started to touch
them like I do in the shower.  Just like rinsing.

   "Tweeze your nipples.  Hold one tit firmly and with the other hand
tweeze the nipple".

   I once saw Jenny when she was in her room.  Our doors to the bathroom
were never closed and she was on her bed with one hand on her cunt and the
other on her tit.  I saw her handle her tits just the way Dick was asking
me to do now.  I had never masturbated before.  It fascinated me then, but
I was too shy to do it to myself.

   And now Dick wanted it of me.  I took a deep breath and started to
tweeze.  It felt incredible.  I could feel a spurt of heat going through my
belly to my cunt and I nearly doubled over.

   "Uugghh," I cried out.  I was totally surprised of myself.

   "Don't stop!" Dick said.  And I went on.  I could feel sensations I had
never felt before going through my body as I kneaded and tweezed first one
tit and then the other.  I found out then that my tits were totally
sensitive to the touch.  My cunt started to get moist and I felt the nicest
tingle going through my body.  Thinking back, I must have lost a large part
of my feeling of shyness at that moment.

   "You can stop now," Dick said, and I let go of my tits almost
reluctantly.  Immediately I was a little ashamed of my behavior, but not of
the pleasure that I had felt.  I dared hardly see up to Dick, but he
ordered me to.

   "Remember this when you examine your patients.  Now sit on this chair in
front of the mirror, legs wide."

   He put a straight chair in front of the mirror, but I didn't sit down.

   "I can't sit spread wide for your eyes to see!"

   "You have a choice," Dick said.  "You know Cunt, you are young maybe,
but your body is full grown.  You are ripe for your age.  I think that you
have not explored your body in the past.  Maybe you think it is dirty or
naughty.  I want no taboos.  You will masturbate for yourself in the mirror
and read the excitement in your own eyes.  I will guide you if necessary,
but I think nature will take over.  Finger your cunt and your clit.  Fondle
and tweeze your tits.  You may reach orgasm or "cum" as we will call it.  I
want you to talk and tell me your feelings.  You can scream if you want to.
The house is soudproof."

   I started with my tits again.  Then I brought my left hand to my tummy
and slowly went down.  First I touched my pubic hair.  I have a reasonable
amount but not really thick.  Then I went down to my cunt.

   "Talk to yourself.  Tell us what you do and feel."

   "Mmmh.  This is my cunt.  I can feel my lips.  Mmmh they are more puffy
than normally under the shower.  My finger is between my lips.  It is moist
as always, but differently.  It is slippery."

   And I could feel that they were slippery indeed.  My fingers slithered
through my lips.  I went a bit deeper with my finger.

   "Oooh.  This is weird.  I never went there that is was so sensitive. 
Mmmh this is nice."

   I still fondled my tits.  It made my cunt more sensitive it seemed.

   "Do you want help?" Dick asked.

   I thought that he would give me pointers so I said yes.

   Suddenly he kneeled in front of me.  I startled but he was quick and put
his right hand on my cunt.  His thumb touched the topside of my lips and I
almost went through the roof.

   "This is your clit.  With most women this is the only thing that makes
them cum.  Manipulation of your clit can also be done through your pussy
lips or the inside of the cunt.  It is rare that women cum by penetration
alone.  Let's see..."

   And with that he put a finger inside my cunt.  When it was about one and
a half inches in there he touched my cherry.  I felt it en it frightened
me.

   "This is your cherry.  We won't break it yet, but it is mine to decide
when.  Don't you lose it before that!  Understood?"

   I nodded yes, but I was more focused on the feelings he provoked.  He
was still fondling my tits and pumping my pussy with his finger.  I
couldn't keep still.

   "Oh yeah do that to my pussy.  Mmhh it feels so good.  Tweeze my tits
harder.  Oooh I can feel it in my cunt.  Harder."

   Suddenly Dick bowed forward and started licking my slit.  His tongue
went forward and back between my lips and he licked my entire slit.  I was
surprised, but the sensations were so enormous that I couldn't even
protest.

   "Ooh yeah do that to me.  Lick my cunt.  Yes!  Lick my clit."

   A warm feeling started to glow through my stomach.  Then it started at
my cunt.  A sensation I had never felt before.  I became wetter between my
legs, but Dick lapped it all up.

   "Ohh what is happening to me?  Oooh this feels so good.  Yes.  Suck my
clit.  Lick my pussy.

   "Ooooooh do it harder."

   The sensations became overwhelming and I knew that the feeling that came
over me had to be an orgasm.  It thundered through my thighs.  It went up
to my tits and exploded in my head.

   "Hnnngg.  I'm cumming.  I'm cumming.  Mmmmmhhhh, yes yes YES.  Suck my
clit."

   Dick went on licking and sucking my cunt and the feeling went on and on.
He knew just when and where to work on me.  My body spasmed and I jolted up
from the chair.  I couldn't take the feeling anymore but Dick kept on going
and I didn't want him to stop.  Still the feeling raced through my body.

   "Ooohh, I can't take no more.  Oooooh, Yes lick my cunt.  Lick me, lick
me."

   Then the feeling subsided and my cunt became sore.

   "Stop now, I can't take it anymore.  Ooohh it is even hurting now."

   Dick stopped after that.  He stood upright in front of me and I could
see that his mouth was shining from my juices.

   "Oh thank you for giving me this.  It was beautiful...."

   My voice trailed off.  He was just 2 feet apart from me now and his dick
stood straight forward and pointed at me.

   WOW.  I couldn't take my eyes of it.  It was huge!  I guessed it had to
be at least 9 inches long and 2 inches in diameter.  There was some fluid
dripping from the tip and instinctively I wanted to touch it. 
Unconsciously I lurched forward but stopped myself.

   "Do it." Dick said.  "Don't ever hold back from what you want to do."

   I looked at him for support as I extended my hand.

   "Touch it.  Take it in your hand.  Feel it."

   His dick was hard, but soft.  I was amazed about the softness of the
tissue.  It was warm in my hand as I reluctantly touched it,

   "Grab it with your full hand." Dick said.

   I did and it was amazing.  It was so hard underneath.

   "Pull your hand up and down." And he took his hand over mine and we
stroked his entire dick.  It felt awesome to have his cock so close to me
and to feel the warm flesh.  His dick twitched in my hand and more of the
fluid leaked out.

   "That is precum.  It is for lubrication.  Spread it around with your
fingers for me."

   It felt slippery to the touch.  I smeared it all over the head of his
cock.  I could see that this was an especially sensitive part of his cock.
So I looked in his face and I concentrated on the cockhead.  I stroked his
entire dick and in the end payed special attention to his cockhead.  This
was the way he wanted it, I could tell by the look on his face.  I didn't
even register that his hand was not on mine anymore.  I kept on pulling and
stroking his dick.

   "Ooh yeah honey that's the way.  Fondle my balls too.  Don't squeeze too
hard but fondle them."

   With my left hand I took his sack in my hands and fondled his balls. 
They were large as eggs and heavy.  They jiggled under his cock as my
stroking went on.  I had the urge to lick his dick, like Dick had licked my
cunt, but I didn't.  I wanted to taste this precum for a reason I do not
know.  Again I was surprised of myself.

   Dick must have read my thoughts.  "Do you want to lick my cock, Cunt? 
Do you want to suck me off?"

   And he took his cock from my hands and positioned it in front of my
mouth.  I looked at it in dubio, but lunged forward and licked the head. 
The cum was salty and not too bad.  I tasted it carefully and with my right
hand squeezed his cock from stem to top to release the cum.  I lapped it up
loudly.

   "Mmmhh, your dick tastes nice.  Do you like it when I lick your cockhead
like this?  You do?  Mmmhh.  And when I lick the rest of your dick like
this do you like that?"

   I licked his whole dick up and down.  Then I remembered his remark about
his balls and with my left hand fondled his balls again.  I bent forward
and took his balls in my mouth.  I didn't like the hairs there one bit. 
But his balls were warm in my mouth and I played with them one after
another.

   "Take the head of my dick in your mouth," Dick said.  "Suck on it and
slide it in and out.  Don't take your hand of my dick and continue what you
did."

   I was sitting in front of him now.  My pussy was still or again dripping
juices and I was bent forward to his body.  My tits swayed freely in the
air and I had my right hand on his cock, my left hand on his balls and my
sucking mouth on his cockhead.  It must have been a beautiful sight and to
this day I wonder how I got this far this quickly.

   I loved it.  Loved his cock in my mouth and sucking him to...  Yes,
where to?  I did know that guys cum of course and that they spill their
seed into the woman and that it makes her pregnant.  But how and how much I
couldn't tell.

   "Yes that's it Cunt, suck my cock for me.  Mmmmhh take it in further and
suck my cock."

   I tried to take his dick further in my mouth, but it hit my throat and
it started my gag reflex when I wasn't even halfway.  Still it should be
possible to get it in there further?  Shouldn't it?  I tried it again but
still it didn't work.

   "We will work on that later and I will learn you how to deepthroat a
cock by swallowing.  Mmmhh for now you can suck me nicely.  Stroke my dick
and suck the head.  Yeeaahhh like that.  Mmmhh you are so good."

   Swallowing he said.  I tried to stick his cock as far up as I could and
then swallow.  I gained about another inch so there were about five inches
inside me by now.  I couldn't get it in further, but the swallowing
movement reached his cockhead and the soft side of my throat triggered his
dick nicely.

   "Oohh yeah I'm gonna cum soon.  Mmmhh stroke my dick and suck that
cockhead.  Mmmhh like that.  Do it faster, stroke faster, suck me, I'm
gonna cum, baby!"

   That put me in a spot.  I didn't know what to expect and I wasn't ready
for anything seedy in my mouth.  Dick understood me perfectly and pulled
his dick from my mouth.

   "Keep on stroking my dick and my balls Cunt.  Mmmhh yeah oh you are so
good.  Faster!  Yes I'm cumming, here it comes baby!"

   And with that his cock started erupting white, gooey cum.  Dick directed
it to my body so that it splattered on my tits and belly.  It was so much
that it trailed down to my bellybutton and cunt.  He must have shot 5 or 6
spurts on my body.

   I was concerned that the cum would enter my cunt and maybe make me
pregnant.  I wasn't on any protection.  It never came in my mind to tend to
that.

   Dick was ready cumming.  His face was drawn with content.  He looked at
my body and saw the trickle of his cum leading to my pussy.  My tits were
both covered and the trail down had filled my bellybutton.  Then it stopped
in my pubs.  He bent down and licked his own cum from my lower belly.  My
worries of getting pregnant were over and I sighed with relief.

   "Is licking your own cum nice for you?"

   "Yes I'm okay with that.  I licked and drank your cum.  You will learn
to love both his and her cum also.  Why don't you try some for yourself? 
Scoop it up with your finger and taste it.  You sucked my cock already and
it is not much different."

   With my finger I trailed the path of cum from my bellybutton to my tits
and stuck my finger in my mouth.  It tasted very much like the precum I
tasted before.  It was a salty taste much like Camembert cheese.  It was
really nice and I looked down to both my titties, which were covered with
cum also.  I lifted my right tit and licked as much as I could.  Being a B
size tit I couldn't reach all of it so I used my fingers to collect the
rest of the cum of both tits and sucked my finger.  Than I looked at Dick's
cock and I saw that it had shrunk already, but a few cum drops were hanging
down the tip.  I reached out and took his cock in my mouth to lick and suck
his dick clean.  I paid special attention to the cock head and after my
work it was clean and ready to go.

   Dick suggested we take a quick shower and rinse of the rest.  First he
went in the shower and as I stepped from mine Dick had a large, fluffy
towel ready for me.  As I dried myself Dick asked me what were my thoughts
about what happened this afternoon.  I had to admit to myself that I
enjoyed every minute of it and that was what I told Dick.

   "I am totally surprised by myself.  Before this afternoon I had not even
masturbated myself and now I masturbated, a guy went down on me, I sucked
my first cock and tasted cum!  And I am totally okay with it!"

   "Mrs.  Wright and I talked about you before we started the tutoring. 
She sees a lot of potential in you both in intellect as in leadership.  But
there is a strong lid on you.  You have to pop the lid to come out and be
on the way to success.  First, your work in class is outstanding even with
you swimming against the flow of events.  You can be the leader of the
school given the chance.  We together will make that chance.  Today we
started with it.  The sexual lid had opened a bit.  The masturbation was
long overdue.  It was time for you to explore the sexual side of you long
ago.  We together will get on that path.  I think you are a natural sex
kitten and we will develop your urges into actions.

   "From now on you will get yourself off whenever you feel the need.  When
at home go to your room, undress totally and explore your body.  When at
school go to the toilet and get yourself of.  If you are here and feel the
need to do anything, say so and tell me how to be of help to you.  Go home
now."

   As I walked through the large house naked I felt content with myself and
my newly discovered sexual side.  I felt no shame cumming in front of
somebody else who came so openly in front of me; over me I should say.  I
felt fine in the nude and even dreaded dressing again.  I was looking at my
clothes with mild disgust, when Dick came running after me.

   "I forgot: from now on you will only dress in skirts and dresses at
school.  They may not reach lower than mid thigh.  Only on special events
like sports and parties and with my consent you may dress otherwise."

   That was difficult.  I had maybe two skirts that I could wear to school
and only one of them was the length Dick had dictated.  It meant shopping
tomorrow or tonight.

   When I got home I called Cathleen.  She was very happy to hear that I
wanted to go for a different kind of dress from now on.  She was up for a
shopping spree Wednesday evening so we agreed to go to the mall that
evening.

   End of part 1 +++++

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