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Homework
by Dulcinea (imdulcinea@aol.com)

***

A little role-playing never hurt any relationship. (MF, 
role-play)

***

Shopping. Oh, how he hated shopping. He hated sitting 
there, waiting for her to try on outfit after outfit. 
But at least she wanted my opinion on what she wore. 

He sighed, looking at his watch.

He started laughing as soon as she stepped out to the 
dressing room. 

"What's wrong?" she asked, spinning around to look in 
the mirror behind her. The navy blazer, white blouse and 
plaid skirt went well together, she thought. "You don't 
like it?"

"No! I love it!" He waggled his eyebrows. "You look like 
a Catholic school girl. And I'd love to tell you what 
I'd like to do with you, dressed like that."

Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she ducked back into 
the dressing room, changing into the next outfit. But, 
after a moment's hesitation, she added it to her small 
pile of purchases. She was going to have a little fun.

***

It had been a long day, and he was so looking forward to 
getting home and taking a hot shower. He'd just slid the 
key into the lock on his car door when he felt a tap on 
his shoulder. "Hey, Mister," a soft voice said. "I 
missed my bus. Could you give me a ride home?"

He spun around quickly, surprised to see his lovely lady 
standing there. Her face was clean of makeup (which he 
preferred, anyway), her long hair done up in curly 
pigtails. He recognized the outfit immediately, his eyes 
moving down her body, taking in the straining buttons of 
her white blouse, her bare legs, and the short cuff 
socks and black patent leather shoes. She carried a 
couple of textbooks, and she tossed her hair 
impatiently, like a teenager would. "Well?" She asked 
impatiently. "Can I get that ride?"

"Uh, yeah!" He could feel his cock rising to the 
occasion. "Get in. I'll take you home."

He watched as she walked around the car, enjoying the 
sight of her long legs as she lowered herself into the 
car. Popping a piece of gum in her mouth, she began to 
blow bubble after bubble, fiddling with the radio 
stations, acting generally obnoxious. "I, uh, need to 
stop by my house first," he said, turning down his 
street. "Do you mind?"

"No, I guess not." She snapped her gum, leaning back in 
the seat, making the blouse strain even further. He 
could see her lacy white bra through the opening in 
buttons, and he felt his body react. "Can I come in and 
use your bathroom?"

"Sure." He pulled the car into the garage, waiting until 
the door closed to get out of the car. She followed him 
into their house, looking around at everything as though 
she'd never been there before. Dropping her books on the 
couch, she wandered around the living room, eventually 
plopping into one of the armchairs, hanging her leg over 
the arm. "Nice place." she said.

"Thanks." He knelt on the floor before her, running his 
hand along her bare leg. 

"Hey!" She pulled her leg out of his reach. "What are 
you, some kind of pervert?"

"Yes!" He pulled her legs apart, pushing the plaid skirt 
up to reveal her white cotton panties. One finger slid 
under the fabric, massaging the wet softness he found. 
"Do you like that?" he asked.

"Uh-huh." Already her breathing had changed, her eyes 
glossing over. Sliding the panties aside, he pressed his 
mouth against her pussy, running his tongue through her 
slit. 

"Have you ever had a man eat you out before?" he asked.

"No," she groaned, staying in the role. "Don't stop."

He grinned, pushing his tongue deeper. Her groans came 
faster and faster, her body arching in the chair as he 
brought her to a climax. "Now, how was that?"

"Great," she squealed as he pulled her body down to sit 
on top of his, his hardness pressing against her. 

"Now I have something else you'll like." Unzipping his 
slacks, he freed his hard cock, pulling her body down on 
top of him. Thrusting into her rapidly, he began 
unbuttoning her blouse, watching her breasts jiggle as 
he fucked deep into her. "How does that feel, young 
lady?"

"Ohhh!" His hands were on her hips as she began her 
second orgasm, holding her on top of him. With a moan, 
he shot his cum deep inside of her, laying back as she 
collapsed on top of him. "Thanks for helping me with my 
homework, Mister," she said.

"Homework?"

"Yes." She kissed him deeply, her tongue thrusting into 
his mouth, still rocking on his semi-hard cock. "Sex 
education class."

He laughed, rolling over so she was pinned under him. 
"Well, you're a quick study, my dear." He began 
thrusting his hips again, feeling his own arousal 
building again. "Let's shoot for an 'A'."

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
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