From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Teacher, Miss Malone (mF, first, teacher) [1/2]
Date: 19 May 1996 01:07:35 GMT

			     The Teacher
			       Part One

	It was an early spring day in Maine. Ms. Malone, my English
teacher, had just completed her lecture on contemporary American
literature. Throughout her talk, all I could see were her boobs
bouncing up and down inside her blouse. I tried, but failed, to decide
whether they were enclosed in a bra or not. Sometimes they appeared to
act independently, other times they appeared to work in tandem. The
indecision did not really matter - regardless of what contained them,
they looked great from my seat. Every move she made added to my
growing imagination of what I would like to do to her. Not only her
tits, but her ass - how it flowed beneath her dress. And that slight
hump just above her crotch, promising delights beyond my imagination
if only they would all be exposed. But I was only fifteen, and she
must have been twenty-seven. There would never be such a chance.

	The period bell ended my imagination. Class was over, and
another day ended. Scrambling to pull myself back to reality, I
knocked over the books on my desk. By the time I had picked them all
up, I was the last to leave the classroom. Ms. Malone, looking at me
in a strange manner, drifted over to my desk.

	"I noticed how engrossed you were in my lecture today, Steve,"
she said. "Mind sharing with me what was so fascinating?" As she said
this, she seated her self lightly on the top of the desk next to mine.
There was just the hint of a smile on her lips as she waited for my
answer.

	I didn't have a clue as to what she was talking about during
class. All of my attention had been on her body, taking in every move
and greedily soaking up every hint of the body under her dress.

	"It was the, ah, the great way in which you presented today's
material," I stammered. "Your presentation, your organization of the
study material just bowled me over."

	"You sure it wasn't something else? All semester I've noticed
how much attention you pay to my lectures, yet you barely pass your
tests. And today, well, today I was sure something else was on your
mind." As she said this, her hand moved her dress upward, dragging its
edge just over her knee and revealing a little of her lower thigh.
"Are you sure that something else wasn't on your mind, like this?"

	With that statement, her hand moved upward very quickly,
lifting her dress clear off her legs and revealing a glimpse of her
entire leg, all the way up to her panties. As quickly as she had
lifted her dress, she dropped it back again.

	I could feel my face flush over with excitement and
embarrassment. Here was what I had been dreaming about, happening
right in the classroom! "Well, ugh, I guess you sort of found out
about my secret. I was watching your body, not listening to your
lecture."

	Ms. Malone smiled. I noticed that her face had a curious glow
about it, as if she, too, had been thinking about something.

	"What about my body were you watching so closely that you
could not remember my lecture ," she teasingly asked.

	"Well, to be honest, all of you. Your boobs, your ass,
everything. I'd watch your movements, and think about what you looked
like if you were undressed. I concentrated so much on your body that I
can't remember a thing that you talked about in your lecture," I
blurted.

	Not knowing what else to say but the truth, I continued. "As
you would walk, or move your arms, I could see your dress stretch
against one part of your body, then another. Each time some new part
of your body would be exposed, and that would even more to my
daydreams."

	"Stay right where you are!," she said sharply. "I think you
need a lesson in manners, young man." With that said, she got up,
walked straight to the door, locked it and pulled down the shade.

	Walking back to the middle of the room and stopping where she
normally would give her lectures, she turned and looked me straight in
the face. "Come up here, sit in the first seat right in front of me,"
she commanded.

	I quickly moved to the front desk and sat down. What else
could I do? I knew that I'd said enough to get me into a lot of
trouble.

	"Ms. Malone, I didn't mean to get you angry! You asked me what
I was thinking about, and I told you! Please, if you won't say
anything to anyone about this, I promise not to stare anymore."

	"This has gotten far out of hand, young man. It cannot go on
any longer. We're both going to work this out now, today. When I get
through with you, you'll not fantasize any longer!." With that, she
moved closer to my desk.

	"I think it's about time that you were taught a few lessons in
life. And I'm going to teach you." She lifted one leg and placed her
foot on the top of my desk. She pulled her skirt back, almost to her
waist, exposing again her leg all the way up to her panties.

	"These," she said, as her hands lightly moved over her leg,
"are nylons. They are held up by this, a garter belt. Now - watch
closely - they are removed first by undoing this clip. Then you gently
roll the tops down, like this, until they are down around the knee. At
that point, you grasp the rolled top in both hands and pull the nylon
off, like this." Deftly, she removed the nylon from the rest of her
leg, leaving it dangling over her shoe.

	"Please, take my shoe off and remove the nylon from my foot,"
she commanded. I did exactly what she requested. My heart was
throbbing so hard, I thought it would explode. This was the first time
I had ever seen a woman remove her nylons in person. And it excited
me, all over. I could feel my dick starting to swell and put pressure
on my pants.

	She switched legs, exposing the leg with the remaining nylon
on it. "Now, let's see if you learned your lesson. I want you to
remove this nylon from my leg without tearing it."

	I stretched over and took hold of her garter belt. My hands
were so shaky that I had a hard time taking hold of the clasp on the
garter belt. When my fingers touched her thigh, all I could feel was
the silky smoothness of her leg. She placed her hand gently on top of
mine and said, "Easy now, don't get nervous. Just take your time. We
have all night. Remember, be gentle and don't put a run in the nylon."

	I finally released the nylon from the garter belt, rolled it
exactly as she had demonstrated, then pulled it down her leg. My hands
tingled every time they touched her leg. I took her other shoe off,
and removed the second nylon completely.

	"That was excellent!," she exclaimed. "You've earned yourself
some extra credit." With that, she moved over to the side of my desk,
turning so her back was to me and undoing her belt on her waist.
Bending down slightly, she directed me in my next task.

	"Now, take the zipper and pull it down to my waist." I did as
she asked. Turning back to me, she next told me, "Stand up and put
your arms around me. Take the tops of my dress, and slide them off my
shoulders."

	I stood up and put my arms around her. As I did that, I could
feel her tits dig lightly into my chest. Did they feel good! I pulled
the dress off her shoulders and held it as she removed her arms from
the dress.

	"Pull the dress down over my hips, then let it fall to the
floor," was my next instruction. I did it exactly as described, and
was rewarded with a full frontal view of her bra, tummy and panties.
My gauze locked onto her boobs, switching from one to the other. I
took in every detail, from the full shape of her boobs which were just
barely contained by the cups on her bra to the two tits trying so hard
to stick out through the shear material encasing them. I moved my eyes
downward, glancing at her smooth, flat tummy, and noticing the little
white hairs, just barely visible, which ever so lightly covered her
stomach around her navel.

	I stopped the downward movement of my stare when I reached her
panties. More specifically, when I got to her crotch. I could see her
cunt hair pushing up against the very thin panty material, curly and
dark. On both sides of her panties, close to the tip of her clit, I
saw that several black hairs had escaped the elastic of the panties,
and were exposed directly to my view.

	Before I could look anymore, she stepped out of her dress. As
her legs moved, I watched in extreme fascination as her panties rubbed
against her crotch, and noticed that, right between her legs, there
was a wet spot which seemed to grow as I watched. My own love tool was
now throbbing against my pants.

	Turning back to me, she continued the lesson. "Now, it's your
turn to get comfortable. I want you to stand up, face me, and take off
only your shirt and trousers." More willingly than before, I quickly
complied with her request. Since I never wore undershirts, I was left
standing there in front of her dressed only in my shorts.

	"My, what have we got growing there?" she asked as she stared
at my large cock. "Do you know why it is so big? I'll tell you. It's
because it's getting ready to explore a little tunnel. You'll soon
find out, but not just yet!." With that, she motioned that I should
sit down again.

	"Now these, as you probably know, are called breasts. And
this," as she fingered her bra, "is called a bra. Many women have to
wear one to keep their boobs from hanging down and not looking sexy. I
only wear one to prevent my tits from being revealed by blouse all day
long. You see, I don't really need the bra to support my boobs - they
hold up well without one." With that statement, she removed her bra.
Sure enough, her boobs stood straight out without it!

	Bending forward again, so her tits were right in front of my
face, she added another wrinkle to my lesson. "Open your mouth, and,
gently, take one of tits into it, and suck on it."

	I did, following her instructions completely. Unconsciously,
my hands went to her boob, circled it, and pushed it deeper into my
mouth. Without any additional instructions, I licked and nibbled her
tit. I could feel it swell even further in my mouth as I played with
it.

	Ms. Malone leaned into my face, increasing the pressure on her
boob as I squeezed harder. I noticed that she was now breathing rather
deeply, and that there was a slight quiver in her body.

	"Now, the other one. Switch to the other one - quickly!," she
said, in a husky voice. I repeated my actions on her other tit, and
again felt it swell in my mouth as I played with it.

	Her arms, which had been resting on my shoulders, started to
push downwards, forcing my mouth off her tits and down her stomach. As
I approached her panties, my nose detected a faint, earthly aroma. It
was coming from her cunt. As I got closer, the smell increased. It was
the most stimulating smell I ever had sniffed.

	Her hands left my shoulders, grabbed the tops of her panties
and garter belt, and pulled them off. All of the sudden, there was
nothing separating her cunt from my mouth except air! I was staring
straight at her bare cunt.

	She thrust her hips towards my face, forcing me to accept her
cunt into my mouth. Remembering what I had done to her tits, I started
kissing her cunt hairs. Soon, my tongue found that little bump of
flesh located right at the front of her cunt. I started to stroke it
with my tongue.

	"That... that is my clit," she gasped, "it is one of the two
pleasure keys on a female. Suck it harder... harder!," she cried, as
she spread her legs wider to let me get a better angle.

	As I kissed her clit, I could feel that she was wet all over
her legs. I stopped briefly to taste this fluid, and fought that it
tasted very sweet. I licked it from her thighs, and followed it upward
until again my tongue was centered on her clit. This movement elicited
a more audible groan from her.

	"Take your finger, move it next to your mouth, and, sliding it
along my crack, find my cunt-hole," she exclaimed in a really husky
voice. "Then stick it into my love hole while you continue to tongue
my clit," she exclaimed in a voice nearly choking with desire.

	I found her love hole. Sticking my finger into it, I suddenly
realized that this was the source of those sweet tasting love juices.
But, before I could explore that fact further, Ms. Malone started to
move her whole lower body against my face. Her stomach muscles started
to contract, then expand, as she seemed to try and swallow my finger
with her cunt. Her hips swayed back and forth, pushing her cunt
against my finger and her clit against my tongue.

	"Move your finger in and out slowly," she told me. As I did
so, I realized that her body movements became synchronized to my
finger movements. The faster I moved my finger, the faster her body
responded.

	By now, her breathing had become very audible. In fact, she
was panting as if she had just completed a long run. I tried to stop
and pull my face away from her love mound, but she pushed it right
back, so I continued to finger her love hole and lick her clit, doing
it harder and faster all the time. Her breathing now was a rasping
intake of air. Her body was jerking around so much that I wondered how
she could remain standing.

	"This, T-H-I-S, is a woman CCCC-UUU-MMM-III-NNN-GGG!," she
yelled, as her body jerked violently up and down in front of my face.
I suddenly felt my hand becoming drenched in her love juices, as they
nearly squirted from her hole. I tried to suck it all up, but she
moved too wildly for me to follow with my mouth. Her inner thighs
became drenched with that great tasting wetness. I licked that
sweetness from her thighs and her cunt as best I could once she slowed
down.

	My ministrations to her thighs seemed to work. After a few
moments, she calmed down. I could feel a keen sweat on her body,
especially the small of her back. She pushed me back from her, still
shaking noticeably.

	"I think that you may just pass this exam," she said, still
breathing heavy. "But there is one section left for you to complete."
Taking my hand in hers, she pulled me up from the desk, so that the
two of us faced each other.

	She started to squat, letting her hands flow down my back,
stopping briefly at the elastic band of my shorts just to get a firm
hold on them, then continuing down my legs, dragging my underwear with
them and exposing my cock.

	"This," she said, staring at my erect cock "looks like
something I must examine closely."

	And examine closely she did, taking it in her mouth, licking
the tip of my cock with her tongue. I could feel my dick, which I
thought was as big as I'd ever felt, get even larger and harder. The
harder it got, the more she tried to stuff in it her mouth.

	My hips started to move with her mouth, and gradually I shoved
my huge prick deeper and deeper into her mouth. I couldn't believe it,
but she was able to get nearly all of it in. Her lips contracted
around my shaft, and exerted more pleasurable force around it than I
had ever been able to do when I jacked myself off.

	Simultaneously, her tongue continued to work on my tip,
getting me very excited. I could feel the pressure growing, and swore
that my balls got larger the longer she sucked me. I knew that I could
not hold on much longer, and tried to get my cock out of her mouth
before I exploded.

	But try as I might, she wouldn't let me withdraw. In fact, her
hands circled my hips and forced me all the way into her mouth. I
couldn't hold it any longer.

	I exploded into her mouth, feeling my sperm shoot out in
spurts. I could feel her sucking even harder, draining every drop out
of my cock. I couldn't do anything, and let it just flow out, drowning
her in my cum.

	When she felt there was nothing left, she slowly withdrew my
cock from her mouth, dragging her lips over my shaft, then my cock
head, and finally licking the very tip of my cock with her tongue as
she completely withdrew it.

	She stayed down for a few seconds longer, waiting and watching
my dick. As it started to shrink, and little more cum started to drip
out. She quickly licked it away with her tongue.

	Finally, when I was again limp and small, she got up, hugged
and kissed me, and whispered, "You are a good student. I think you'll
pass this exam."

	With that, she released me. As she dressed herself, I picked
up my clothes and put them back on.

	Just before I left the room, she turned to me and said, "You'd
better start paying attention in class. If you don't, then I'll have
to keep you after school again, and again, and again, until you pass
the final exam."

	I wondered what she meant...

From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Teacher, Miss Malone (mF, first, teacher) [2/2]
Date: 19 May 1996 01:04:28 GMT

			     The Teacher
			       Part Two

	My name is Steve. I'm a fifteen year old high school student
who has a knock-out looking English teacher named Ms. Malone. I used
to sit in her class and dream all the time about what I would do to
her if only she were mine. That is, until one day a few weeks ago when
she introduced me to a totally different kind of education system. But
that is another story.

	Ever since her after-school "tutoring" session, I had been
trying to really understand her subject. It wasn't easy, because my
distractions, while somewhat less than they were before, still
prevented me from really listening to her lectures. Those distractions
could be easily contacted on one hand - her two boobs, her great ass,
her beautiful face, and her cunt. I still daydreamed all the time,
except now it had the added detail of real, live experience.

	We had a test yesterday, the first since our encounter in the
classroom, and the exam results were being handed out. Ms. Malone was
walking up and down each isle, handing the graded exams back to each
pupil. Today, her ensemble included a red skirt that hugged her waist
and hips, then flared out in pleats to stop just below her knees. She
also wore a white blouse that hung loosely on her torso but failed to
stop one from seeing the outline of her bra.

	As she walked around the room, I could see her hips swaying
under her dress, stretching the fabric first one way then the other.
When she walked towards me, the faintest suggestion of the outline of
her crotch was there in my mind. I wondered if she was wearing a
garter belt again. And of course, her boobs moved from side to side
and up and down under her blouse, reminding me of what they looked
like when she had removed her blouse for me in the empty classroom. Oh
boy - it sure was going to be another day of glorious dreaming!

	"Well, Steve, it looks like you did not do so well on this
exam," she said from slightly behind my desk. She had come up my aisle
while I had drifted into my memory of our night after school. "Your
grade did not improve from the last exam."

	I was disappointed to hear it, since I had really studied the
night before. But I guess studying at home was no substitute for not
paying attention to her lectures.

	Leaning over my desk slightly, she continued, in a whisper
only heard by me, "I think that you need some additional special
instructions. But this time, to avoid any possible distractions, you'd
better come to my home. My address is on the back of your exam. Be
there at 6 PM tonight."

	That being said, she moved off to deliver the rest of the
exams to the class. Remembering our show and tell the last time, my
cock had already hardened and was pressing against my pants. I guess
it was visible to others, because I heard Jane, the girl seated next
to me, giggling quietly. When I turned my head just slightly, I saw
she was pointing to my cock and whispering to her friend next to her.

	Really embarrassed now, I turned and faced the front of the
classroom, trying to think of anything that would cause my cock to
retract until later. The rest of the class was boring, what with the
test result, Jane's comments, and Ms. Malone's edict. It felt like the
time would never pass. Finally, the bell rung, and class was
dismissed.

	I was about to leave when Ms. Malone called my name out.
"Steve, please come over to my desk for a moment." I went, not knowing
what she was going to say. Would she cancel out the special training?
Maybe she had remembered another engagement for the evening. I walked
over slowly, with more than a little trembling in my legs. I hadn't
realized how much her offer to help me meant until just then, when I
thought that she might cancel it.

	"I just realized that you live over on the other side of town
from my place. Rather than you taking a bus, why not wait around for
me? I'll only be a few more minutes, and then I can drive you to my
place. It will be faster, and we can get more teaching in before you
have to go home."

	Her offer sounded good, almost too good to be true. "Sure,
that's fine by me. Shall I meet you in the teacher's parking lot?" I
asked.

	"Meet me there in fifteen minutes - I'll be finished here by
then."

	I nodded agreement and left the room, now walking on air. It
would happen again - she was going to tutor me in another lesson!

	Fifteen minutes later, she appeared at her car. I had been
walking around the parking lot, killing time, until I saw her. I
quickly walked up to her car.

	Ms. Malone said, in a voice that had just the hint of
anticipation in it, "Get in the car quickly, before anyone sees you.
I don't want it to be common knowledge that I'm providing you with
special tutoring."

	I guessed that there might be more behind that excuse for
urgency than her concerns over others thinking that she was tutoring
me, but I didn't let that thought get in my way. Once in the car, my
vision shifted to her dress. I noticed how it rode up her legs every
time she shifted gears. It finally settled comfortably about two
inches up her leg.

	Looking at her legs, I realized that they were nearly
perfectly formed. I'd never before understood how much a well-formed
leg could turn me on. And the pressure that was starting to build in
my pants was proof enough that they were a turn-on!

	"Well, what subject matter do you think we should cover
tonight?" she asked.

	"I guess you'd know better than me, Ms. Malone. I follow
whatever teaching plan you have in mind," I responded meekly. As you
might guess, I was not the aggressive type.

	"Ok, but first, when we are not in school, my name is Sandy,
not Ms. Malone. I'd much prefer you call me by that." With that said,
she quickly down-shifted, gunned the car, and smoothly merged onto the
parkway, heading south.

	The rapid movement of her legs caused her skirt to climb
further up her legs, revealing now nearly half of her thighs to me.

	"You still stare at my legs, don't you?" she jokingly asked.
"Can you wait until we get to my house, or should I start our lesson
right now?"

	"Uh, well, if you start now, wouldn't I learn more than just
waiting till we get to your place?" I was starting to learn to be a
little more aggressive. Maybe that was what she was trying to teach
me.

	With that, she took her hand from the shift lever and
gradually pulled her skirt up until all of her legs were showing. I
could see her panties lurking there in the shadow between her thighs.
Pressure was definitely growing in my pants, as my cock strained to be
free. But I noticed that there was no garter belt holding her nylons
up. In fact, I could not see where her nylons ended.

	Seemingly reading my mind, she explained. "I'm wearing
pantyhose today, with my panties on over the hose. This way, I don't
have to wear a garter to keep the nylons up. They are attached to the
top of pantyhose and stay up by themselves."

	I said nothing more until we reached her house. I had all I
could do to absorb that great view of her legs.

	Once in her house, she directed me to go into the living room.
She followed, and stood in the middle of room while indicating with
her hands that I should sit on the couch.

	"I want you to watch closely as I take my clothes off. This is
not only for your enjoyment, but an art in itself." With that, she put
on some music, and started to dance slowly, removing her clothes one
by one while keeping rhythm to the music. It was a great strip-tease,
leaving me with a pounding heart and a very stiff erection.

	"Ms. Malone, ah, Sandy, my pants are hurting me. Is it OK if I
take them off?" I asked.

	She laughed. "That is the whole idea - while your at it, don't
stop with your pants. Join me and take it all off!"

	I quickly did, ending with stepping out of my shorts. I stood
there, my cock fully extended and sticking directly towards her cunt.
We were separated by about five feet until she started gliding towards
me.

	"During the last lesson, I taught you how to finger fuck me. I
also exposed you to the art of a woman performing oral sex on a man.
Today, I'm going to show your great, big dick what it was meant for -
exploring my love tunnel. But first, let's review what you remember
from your first lesson." With that, she sat down on the couch and
motioned me to join her.

	As a hint of what she wanted me to do, she took her breasts,
one in each hand, and squeezed them gently. I could see her nipples
start to harden, and her tits form into little points.

	I took one of the proffered boobs in both my hands. I started
to squeeze them, gently at first, causing her nipples to stick out
even further. I extended my tongue, and lightly touched one nipple.
She responded by breathing deeper. I continued to massage her boob
with both my hands and my tongue. Acting on impulse, I inserted her
whole nipple in my mouth and sucked on it, causing its tit to expand
in my mouth. She took a quick, deep breath, almost a gasp.

	I nibbled on her tit, first with my lips, then, as I got
bolder, lightly with my teeth. For this action I received a light moan
from my teacher. It appeared that she was enjoying this teaching as
much as I was enjoying the learning.

	Sandy pushed my face back slightly and offered me her other
boob. I repeated all my actions on that one. While I worked on her
boobs, she lightly kissed my exposed ear. Seconds later, her tongue
was darting in and out of my ear. I didn't realize how erotic that
could feel!

	I moved one of my hands done to her crotch. Finding her cunt
hairs, my fingers wove their way around her crotch until they located
her slit. It was easy to know that they had found the core of her love
machine - the hair and the slit were already wet from her love juices.

	My fingers slid around the top of her slit, moving from her
clit to her love hole. I inserted one finger into her hole at the same
time that I bit harder on her tit, which was still in my mouth. She
responded with a deeper gasp, followed by a low moaning sound.

	"Deeper, push your finger in deeper!" she groaned. Her legs
tightened around my hand, forcing my fingers deeper into her cunt,
while her hips started to rotate on the couch. "Oh, does that feel
good! Keep it up!"

	I thought that, if one finger was causing all this emotion,
what would two do? I slowly inserted a second finger into her cunt,
and started moving them in and out. She spread her legs now, giving me
a much better access to her love hole. She arced her back, and her
stomach muscles seemed to suck my fingers deeper and deeper into her
each time I pumped her. Her deep breathing was replaced with a
continuous groan of pleasure, as she reached higher and higher heights
of pleasure.

	Taking a risk, I moved my tongue from her tits to her clit.
Making room with my hands, I buried my mouth into her cunt, licking
and sucking everything that felt warm and wet.

	"My clit - suck my clit!" Sandy yelled. "Oh, YES! Suck it hard
very hard! Don't stop!" I found it and complied.

	Her movements became uncontrollable, just like they had that
night in the classroom. Her breathing turned into one continuous loud
groan, as she gasped "Harder, harder, HARDER! Come on! Coordinate
your fingers with your tongue! I'm going to CUM! Come on. MAKE ME CUM
NOW!!!"

	She reached climax, thrashing about on the couch and soaking
my mouth, my hand and the couch with her love juices. I continued
sucking her clit and pumping her love hole until she begged me to
stop.

	"Please, please stop! I beg you, stop and give me a chance to
recover," she cried. "I can't stand it anymore. Pleeeease stop!."

	I slowly removed my fingers from her cunt. She had clenched
her thighs together so closely that it was difficult for me to remove
my hand. When I finally did, she laid down on the couch and pulled me
on top of her.

	"Oh, Steve, that was great! You sure have learned a lesson or
two! Come here, hold me tight. Let me regain my breath. Let me feel
all of you!"

	Her legs encircled my. Her hands had grabbed the back of my
head and forced my lips down onto hers. I kissed her, and quickly
found her tongue darting back and forth inside my mouth. My cock,
caught between our two bodies, buried its head into her cunt hair. It
felt great having my big cock nosing around in hair surrounding her
cunt!

	Sandy wiggled her hips, massaging my cock with a combination
of her cunt and tummy. I could feel its head swelling, getting even
harder, as my balls threatened to explode. Sensing this, she stopped,
and pushed me away from her.

	"I'm not ready to let you cum yet. In fact, we've only
completed the review of the last lesson," she explained in a voice
that was still husky. "I want you to hold yourself until we get into
the new lesson."

	"But Sandy, I'm so close that it hurts to stop. If you don't
complete this first lesson, I'm afraid I'll cum anyway."

	"I've got just the remedy for that situation," she said in a
knowing fashion. "Just sit up and wait for me to come right back."
With that, she swung off the couch and walked over her bathroom.

	Emerging a few minutes later, she was carrying what looked
like a tube of toothpaste. The writing on it, however, was either
Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't tell which. She took the tube, removed
the cap, and spread a white cream onto her hands.

	Kneeling in front of my pulsing penis, she took my cock in
both her hands and gently massaged the cream onto it, starting at its
head and working all the down its elongated shaft.

	Her hands felt like heaven. The cream, cold at first, took on
a warming feeling as her fingers deftly massaged in into my whole
cock.

	My organism, which had threatened to erupt at any second,
gradually was replaced with a slight numbing sensation, followed by a
feeling of immense pleasure. It was difficult to describe. The
feelings I was getting from my cock were different than anything I had
ever felt. I was on a high emotional plateau, higher than anything
ever before, but at the same time I knew that I was nowhere close to
cumming. Whatever it was that she put on my cock had taken the sharp
peak off my high but replaced it with a general feeling of much
greater pleasure.

	"This is an ointment I found last year when I visited China,"
she explained. "I've always wanted to try it on a man, but this is the
first time I've had a chance. It works wonders on me, and I think it
will help you, too, to control you organism." Finishing the
application with a long, tender kiss to my penis's head, she said "Now
you are ready for the next lesson."

	Having said that, she slowly stood up and took my hand. I
joined her, and followed her into her bedroom.

	"This next lesson will deal with penetration. I'm going to
show you different ways to enter a woman, and explain how each affects
her. You'll not have to worry about cumming - that ointment I put on
you will last for a long time and will stop you from getting too hot
while still allowing you to feel everything! This way, we can both try
many different things."

	She laid down on the bed, and pulled me over her. Taking my
cock in her hand, she guided in into her cunt, but left it just
touching her cunt lips. I could feel that they were soaking wet again.

	"Now, this is the missionary position. It's the way most
people make love. Let's try it, and get an idea as to how it feels. Go
ahead, push your dick into my cunt. It will slide in easily after a
little bit of pressure."

	I did exactly as I was told. Sure enough, as I first pressed
my cock into her, there was a lot of resistance. Then, slowly, her
cunt lips opened up and accepted my cock. I slide it in all the way.
It felt like it was encased in warm, wet velvet.

	"Oh, Sandy, that feels great!. This is the first time I've
ever did this to anyone. Does that mean I'm not a virgin anymore?" I
asked.

	She laughed. "Yep, it looks like I have deflowered my first
male virgin. From now on, you'll not have to worry about lying to your
friends when they talk about 'making it' with a girl. You're going to
'make it' with me before we finish."

	Her hips started to move. My body, possessed as if with a mind
of its own, responded in sync with her body movements. Soon, our
bodies were slapping together like old pros.

	"Oh, oh, you ARE a fast learner," she grunted. "Keep on
moving, but harder. That's it - push in hard when I lift my cunt up.
Yes! Yes! Harder!!"

	She lifted her legs onto my waist, encircling it. This allowed
her to use her leg muscles to drive me deeper and deeper into her
waiting cunt. I could feel all the pleasure she was giving me, and my
cock getting ever bigger and stiffer, but I felt no urge to cum. That
stuff she used was really working!

	"Yeah - yeah - yeah - keep it up. Now - harder!! Slam that
stiff rod into me harder! Make me feel it! Good, good! Now harder
still - don't worry, it doesn't hurt. It feels good! Yeah, oh yeah,
you've got me there again! I'm right at the crest! Keep doing it!
Harder! HARDER!! I'm cumming AGAIN!!!! Oh yes, I'm CUMMING!!!!" she
screamed into the air.

	And cum again she did - if I thought that she thrashed about
the last time, I was wrong! She bounced all over the bed, dragging my
body along with her. And all the time she remained impaled on my stiff
rod.

	Her panting eventually slowed down to normal breathing. I
could see that her body was now clothed is a light sheen of sweat. Her
nipples were as hard as my cock, and was she FLUSHED! But, apparently
she had not had enough yet.

	"Ok, oh, OK... that was great. You are a very good learner.
But please, leave a little bit of energy left for me! I want to make
you cum later, and that will take a lot! So, for the next few
exercises, try them out, give me pleasure, but stop before I cum
again. I've never cum more than three times, even when I played with
myself!" she said in a hoarse voice.

	By now, I was getting into this. I'd lost my timidness, and
was raring to try more! So, as she rolled over, exposing her ass to
me, I took my cock in my hand and thrust it into her ass!

	I must of gotten lucky, because it hit its target on the first
try. I felt a different type of hole in her, one that was very tight
and only lubricated from her cum fluids that had dripped onto it from
our earlier love-making. My aggressiveness must have hurt her a
little, because she gasped and said, a little startled, "Heah! Ouch!
Not so fast! So you want to try it that way next? Ok, but first, we've
got to prepare it with a little lubricant."

	Even though my dick did not penetrate her asshole, I have to
admit that it felt great buried in her ass cheeks. As she moved just a
little, it slid forward, and went between her thighs. She stopped
getting up, and tightened her thighs. I moved around a little,
experiencing the feeling, and savoring the lubricated feeling and
softness of the insides of her thighs.

	I pulled back just a bit, and my cock started to ride in her
slit, sliding from her asshole forward to her clit, then back again.

	"Um, that also feels good! But first, before getting into my
cunt again, I want you to enter my ass!" she stated. With that, she
released her thighs, rolled off the bed, and went to her dresser.
Opening a drawer, she took out a bottle of cream and rubbed some on
her ass.

	"Come over here and help me. Here, take a little of this on
your finger, and slowly push it into my ass. Careful! This requires
patience. You do not want to hurt your partner when you do this."

	With that, she bent over the dresser, spread her legs open,
and revealed her asshole to my eyes. I took the cream, doing exactly
what she asked, and, using my fingers, slowly filled her asshole with
it.

	"Ah, that feels much better! Now, while I'm in this position,
stand over me and replace your finger with your cock. Here, I'll help
you guide it in." She grabbed my cock, guiding it to its new target. I
felt my cock thrusting against her asshole.

	"Now, here is where you must be real patient. SLOWLY exert
pressure against my ass muscles with your penis. That's it! But don't
push too hard! Let it sort of ease in. Yeah... you're getting the hang
of it! Now, now that it's slightly in, put a little more pressure on
me. HOLD IT!! Stop right there!"

	Her voice was again getting a mixture or hoarseness and
huskiness in it. I couldn't tell if she wanted me to stop because she
was again close to cumming or because I was hurting her.

	"Am I hurting you? I'll stop if I am!" I said in a concerned
voice.

	"No, you're not hurting me. I just wanted my ass to have a
moment to adjust to your large prick! It is bigger than anything else
I've put there before and it takes a moment to adjust."

	Sure enough, even as we were talking, I could feel her muscles
relaxing, allowing my cock to ease further and further into her ass.
Soon, I was all the way in. My stomach was hitting her cheeks, and my
cock seemed to thrust right through her entire body.

	"Wrap your hands about my waist and hold me tight," she
commanded. "I want you to pull me over to bed with you inside me.
Then, sit down and let me sit in your lap."

	We did just that. I held onto her with all the strength in my
arms, pulling her into a sitting position on my lap with my cock
buried in her ass. She positioned my hands alongside her two breasts,
such that my fingers were on her tits and my thumbs on her back. "Now,
squeeze me tight with your hands," she asked. "I want you to push me
up with your hands while I push with my legs. This way, you can
really feel what it's like to fuck my asshole, and even hold my tits
at the same time."

	We started. It didn't take long before her asshole was as
loose as her cunt. The feeling was different than her cunt, but still
very sexy. My cock felt like each inch of it had a hundred different
fingers massaging it. Sandy appeared to enjoy it also, for she again
started panting. I could feel her cunt dripping more love juices as
she got aroused.

	Not wanting to cum again, she stopped, and pulled herself off
my cock. As it left her asshole, I could hear a faint pop.

	"Now it's your time to cum," she declared. "Hold still while I
put this second ointment on your prick." With that, she took another
tube from her drawer and applied a clear gel-like substance to my
prick. It felt hot, almost burning, but that feeling quickly faded
away.

	"I want to wash you a little, to get all of the lotions off"
she explained as she led me into her bathroom. She took a face cloth,
wetted it, and gently washed away any traces of those lotions. When
she finished, she took my penis in her mouth, and started sucking and
pumping me.

	It wasn't long before the old feeling of almost cumming came
back. By then, she was sucking and licking my cock from my balls all
the way to its tip. I felt ready to explode.

	"Sandy, if you keep that up I'm going to cum in your mouth!" I
yelped. Sandy stopped immediately, withdrew my penis from her mouth,
and looked up to my face.

	"Good, you're ready for the final lesson of today. Now you get
your chance to fill me with all your cum!" With that, we went back
onto her bed.

	She made me lie down first, then climbed on top of me. Taking
my dick in her hand, she guided my cockhead into her cunt, stopping
just as her cunt lips opened up. I could feel her wetness dripping
down onto me. I wondered if she was ready.

	"Now, in this position, it's up to the woman to do all the
work. Depending on how she moves, she has complete control over
herself and you. And I want to control your body!"

	And control it she did. First, she played with my cock head,
using her cunt lips. She dragged it all over her cunt, from her ass to
her clit. Then, centering it on her love hole, she lowered herself
onto my cock, letting it slide all the way inside her.

	"Wow, what a feeling!" I exclaimed. She only laughed. "This is
just the beginning, young man. I have complete control over you now!"

	Her stomach contracted, causing her cunt lips to close tightly
on my shaft. She moved up and down, side to side, and started rotating
her hips. Each thrust brought me to a higher level. Each time she
slowed I could feel my balls actually hurting from the pent-up flood
of cum that had been created. Each time I thought I would cum she
slowed down, or stopped.

	It was agony and pleasure, all mixed into one big experience.
She kept going this way for over thirty minutes. But I could see that
she was having more trouble controlling herself than controlling me.

	Soon, her was panting. Then she started to moan. Finally, she
threw her head back, tossing her hair high in the air, and screamed
"OK - let's go it! All of it! RIGHT NOW!!!!"

	With that, she threw her body down onto me harder and harder.
The sharp slap of our bodies meeting sounded like a whip cracking in
the night air. I was soaked from her wetness, dripping it down my
shaft and into my ass. The bed started moving around the room from the
actions of our two bodies.

	I reached my cum point, and it felt like an explosion inside
of my cock. My cum juices shot out from the tip of my cock, not in a
spurt, but in a steady stream. Sandy came at the same moment, gushing
her love juices all over me. I couldn't stop - I grabbed her waist,
and shoved her down even harder than she was pushing herself - shoved
so hard that it hurt when our bodies met. She loved every moment of
it, screaming out with pleasure as we pursued our joint madness.

	Eventually we both drained ourselves. Stopping, I notice that
sweat had pinned her hair to her brow. I was dripping sweat and cum
from her and myself. We were both exhausted.

	Sandy collapsed onto my chest. I could feel that she was so
exhausted that even her tits had gone soft. It was the first time that
evening that I could remember them being soft.

	I started to remove my cock from her cunt, but she stopped me.
"Let it stay there. Let it relax and shrink inside of me," she pleaded
in a horse whisper. "I want to feel it go to sleep inside me, just
like I felt it when it was awake."

	We eventually both fell asleep, still coupled together by my
cock in her cunt. When I woke, it was almost midnight. We had been at
it for nearly six hours!

	Sandy woke up shortly after me. We cuddled together for a
little while, then got up and took a shower together. We had to, we
were both glued together from our joint cum juices!

	As I got dressed, Sandy sat and watched me. Finally, she said
"I'm too exhausted to get dressed. But I want to drive you home
anyway." With that, she took a robe, slipped it over her shoulders,
and walked with me to her car.

	All the way home, she left her robe open, letting me continue
to gaze upon her lush, beautiful body. When we reached my house, she
stopped the car, leaned over to me, and kissed me deeply. She took my
hand, guided it to her cunt, and let me feel its warmth and softness.

	"This will be ready for your next lesson. Just let me know
when you want another lesson," she whispered into my ear. "I think we
have a great student-teacher relationship going, and want you to make
the best of it."

	With that, she gently pushed me out of the car. As I staggered
up to my home, I wondered what the next lesson could be...