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My Young Tutor
by Dudester (hawkjet@hotmail.com)

***

Seeing a familiar place, a lonely middle aged man 
remembers his first time, with someone much younger 
female, who was also much more experienced. (Mf, ped, 
exh, rom, 1st, public, prost)

***

I took the exit off of the freeway, and pulled into the 
remnants of the parking lot. The lot was weed strewn, 
overgrown, and not maintained. I couldn't even see 
where the building had once stood. Actually, it had 
been gone for years. I felt a pang in my chest as the 
events of 25 years earlier came to mind.

Jimmy Carter was still President. One fifth of the 
country was out of a job, the price of gas was absurd, 
and the Shah still ruled Iran (just barely). Things 
were very different then, especially the laws that 
regulated certain places. 

I was barely 18, fresh out of boot camp, and home on 
leave. After a day I was bored, so I asked if I could 
borrow my mom's car to drive to the city where my 
friend Kevin had moved. I drove there, but didn't stay 
long. His mom had chased me out just after nine because 
it was a school night, and he had a younger sister. 

I got out on the loop when I saw it. It was a brown 
corrugated metal building that could have passed for a 
repair garage. The only clue to what was going on 
inside was a hand painted sign outside that read "Jim's 
Place." An attached, also hand painted sign read 
"TOPLESS."

I pulled into the parking lot, not knowing what to 
expect. The entrance was a smoked glass door. I opened 
the door to be assaulted by the smell of liquor, 
cigarettes, and cheap perfume. There was a small 
unmanned receptionist desk. Beyond it was a bunch of 
circular booths and a small square stage. A blonde 
woman, about thirty with big jugs and ugly brown 
panties danced on the stage. I looked around and found 
an empty seat. 

After a minute of watching the jugs sway, the first I'd 
seen in my life (outside a magazine) I felt a tug on my 
arm. I turned to see a real sprite of a very young 
woman standing there. She had long dark hair, a 
circular face, almond shaped eyes, a tiny button of a 
nose, and full luscious lips. She stood 4'10 with long 
thin limbs, and a thin mid section. She was wearing a 
black two piece babydoll nighty.

"I said, do you want a drink?" she repeated. 

"Coke please," I recovered to say.

She gave me a look and walked away. The fabric on the 
back of her panties was see through. She had a firm 
tiny butt. I turned my attention back to the stage. A 
brunette, also with big jugs, took the stage. The 
sprite returned. 

"Two bucks please," she said. 

I paid her and smiled. She took the money and walked 
off. I loved watching that butt. She disappeared into 
another room. I looked back to the stage. I watched the 
jugs continue to sway and jiggle. Several minutes later 
I had my second big shock of the night. 

A blonde goddess in bra and panties took the stage. The 
DJ introduced her by saying, "She's finally old enough 
to work here, it's her birthday, so guys, go up and 
wish a sweet sixteen to Stacy." 

Stacy took off her bra, revealing apple sized tits, 
then stripped off her panties revealing a hairy blonde 
muff. A bunch of us went up, including me.

"Don't forget guys," the DJ added, "Private dances are 
ten dollars, and tonight's special is a special dance. 
One for sixty bucks, two for one hundred, so don't be 
shy. I understand that Stacy wants to give every guy 
here a special dance." 

Stacy let every guy who tipped her a dollar, a squeeze 
of her tits. I slipped her a five. She spread her legs, 
taking my hand and placing it on her pussy. I ran my 
fingers up her slit, then backed off. Another guy had 
put a twenty in his teeth and laid his head on the 
stage. Stacy took the twenty and sat on his face. She 
let him lick her for a minute then moved on to other 
guys. 

I went back to my booth. A little while later, I 
noticed Stacy go to another room with the guy who had 
tipped her twenty. An oriental woman in crotchless 
panties took her place. I don't know how much the guy 
who went up tipped her, but she got on her hands and 
knees. The guy started fucking her from behind. Several 
minutes later, the DJ said "Your three minutes are up 
guy, take her into the next room." 

She disappeared from the stage, which was empty for 
several minutes. Just then, the sprite returned. "I'm 
going off duty" she said "do you need anything before I 
go?" 

"Do you have a minute?" I asked.

"Yeah, I guess," she answered.

I patted the seat next to me. She sat down. "What's 
your name?" I asked.

"Gloria," she answered.

"This is my first time to a topless bar" I confessed, 
"What's a private dance and what's a special dance?"

"Well," she answered, "a private dance, the girl gets 
naked and touches the guy everyplace. A special dance" 
she paused, putting her hands together. "Is, a special 
dance, real special, get it?" 

She started to get up. I asked her to stop. "Do you 
give special dances," I asked.

"No," she laughed, "I'm too young. I only serve 
drinks."

"Look" I pleaded, "the other girls here are pretty, but 
you're beautiful. If I would want a special dance from 
anyone, it would be you. Especially since it's my first 
special dance."

She lit up. "Are you serious?" she asked. 

"Absolutely," I answered, "could you, please?" 

She looked at me for a minute, obviously considering 
it. She patted me on the chest. 

"Wait here," she ordered, "I'll be back in a minute."

She went over and talked to an oriental woman behind 
the bar. She disappeared behind the bar and returned a 
minute later wearing a black overcoat. 

"Let's go," she said, taking my hand. 

She led me through another room. Stacy was getting 
fucked from behind by one guy while another had his 
dick in her mouth. Three other couples were going at it 
and three oriental sailors were fucking the shit out of 
a huge titted brunette. Gloria led me through a back 
door, into a parking lot, then to an ugly puke green 
trailer parked on the back of the lot. She opened the 
door. 

"It's not much, but it's home," she said as she led me 
to a back bedroom. 

A large bed took up much of the room. She took a wad of 
bills out of her pocket, placing it in a coffee can.

"You have to pay in advance," she said.

I handed her a hundred dollar bill, which she put in 
the coffee can. She took the overcoat off, then hung it 
on a hook. She toyed with the string holding her top 
together. Slowly, she opened it, giving me a coy smile. 
She opened her top to reveal two cones of white flesh 
topped with pointy beige nipples. 

"What do you think?" she asked as she smiled. 

My throat had constricted. My heart was trying to leap 
out of my chest, and I felt a little nauseous.

"Huh," was all I got out.

"You're the only guy in the bar that didn't ask to see 
them tonight." 

She hung the top next to the overcoat. She hooked her 
thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She played with 
the waistband, "Are you ready?" she asked.

"Ummmm....ummm.." was all I could get out.

She pushed the panties just past her ass, then let the 
panties slide down her thin thighs revealing a black 
hairy pussy. She took one of my hands, placing it on 
her pussy.

"Do you like it?" she asked. 

"Ummmm......ummmm." 

A look crossed her face. "Want me to shave it for you?"

"Ummmm....ummm." 

She dashed out of the room. I heard water running in 
the next room. She returned a minute later with a small 
towel, a can of shaving cream, a razor, and a pot of 
water. She laid the towel on the bed, sat on the towel, 
spread her legs, wet her pussy hair, spread shaving 
cream on her pussy, and started to shave.

I gently laid next to her. I put my hand on her thigh, 
gently caressing it. I continued on up to her stomach, 
then on to her tiny tits. No girl had ever let me see 
her tits, let alone touch them, and this one was 
shaving her pussy for me. 

When she finished, she had left a few hairs, but I 
wasn't going to quibble over that. She ran her fingers 
over her bare twat. 

"Baby smooth, and tingly," she said with a smile.

I put my hand on hers. She put a finger in her pussy. I 
had seen a pussy in a porno mag and let my finger 
follow hers into her pussy. It felt better than I had 
ever imagined.

"Your turn now," she said.

"Huh?" I asked. 

"Take your clothes off, let me see you."

I stood at the foot of the bed and undressed. Her eyes 
fixated on my hard dick. 

"Come here," she cooed.

I crawled on all fours to her. She reached up, taking 
my dick and guiding it into her. She gasped as I 
entered her and bit her bottom lip. She grabbed my buns 
and pulled me into her. I began to pump her. She ran 
her hands up and down my back.

"Faster," she whispered. 

I obeyed her. She began whimpering. I got excited and 
blew my load in her. I paused a moment. I was a dynamo 
in those days and started fucking her seconds later. 
She started whimpering again. I put her on all fours 
and began to pound her. She responded by panting 
loudly. I felt my second load coming and emptied it 
into her.

We collapsed together and caught our breath. 

"I didn't know this would be so good," I said.

She reacted with surprise. "Is this really your first 
time?"

I nodded. She slid out from under me, went over to the 
coffee can and took out the hundred. 

"I can't take money for your first time. That would be 
wrong. It's supposed to be special." 

I looked at her trailer and thought of my cozy home.

"It was special, very special. Please keep it, I 
insist."

"No," she said. 

I pushed the money back at her. "Please keep it, 
Please." 

She reluctantly put the money back in the can. I got up 
and started to dress. 

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"I paid you for two times." 

She walked over and kissed me. "Stay the night. Please. 
It's the least I can do. I'd feel bad if you left now." 

I dropped my pants. "OK," I agreed. 

We jumped back on the bed. She kissed me as she ran her 
hands across my head. 

"Why is your hair so short?" she asked. 

I told her about being home on leave. She kissed me 
again.

"Well soldier boy, it looks like you have a girlfriend 
now, and you need to spend the rest of your time with 
me." 

We fucked until dawn, woke up for lunch, and then 
fucked again. We wrote letters for six months. The last 
letter I got from her said, "Mom says we're going to 
move soon." I never saw her again. I guess she lost my 
address. I looked for her, but it didn't do any good. 

***

I took a last look at the lot. Felt another pang, put 
the car in gear and pulled away. 

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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