The Angel

 

Erica was the most sought after bachelorette at St. Moniques School. She was 28, dark-haired, slim and very beautiful, but she turned down all the male bachelor teachers with grace. Her subject was art and she was a highly appreciated teacher. She was also a very good artist and often had successful exhibitions at the local arts dealer in the small city. Most of all she painted angels and often her pupils were her models. But the pupil she most of all wanted to paint always turned her down. It was the sweet little Amanda Miller. It wasn't that that Amanda didn't want to, it was just that her parents made her do all the things that were expected from a young girl with rich parents. She was riding, she was playing the violin, she took extra lessons in French conversation and she was of course the chairman of the school committee.

Then one day Amanda cheerfully approached her teacher.

"I've convinced my parents that I should be your angel model," she said with a smile. "I told them that you would give me lessons in art and they thought it was a splendid idea."

Erica's heart skipped a beat and she excused her sweet pupil's lie. Well, on the first night they did talk a lot about art and the teacher explained that she wanted to do a bust of Amanda, just like Venus de Milo. Erica made some sketches, which she would use to start the bust. That evening Erica fantasized about Amanda's sweet little body. Amanda had been posing almost nude, only clad in her small white panties with small pink flowers on them. And Erica had come so close while instructing her pupil how to pose. Oh, how they had been hugging her small pussy and ass. Erica just couldn't help herself from masturbating.

She was scared. She knew that it could happen again. The reason that she had to leave the other town. It hadn't been any scandal. It was only the girl's parents that had known. And if Erica left town, they wouldn't tell anyone. She remembered Sofie's sad eyes when she left. Oh, how she missed her. But perhaps she had found someone now. Yes, she had to have Amanda.

That night Amanda was reading in bed. It was a love novel but it was hard to concentrate. When she fell asleep she was the girl in the book, but at first she couldn't figure out who was the prince. Oh, it was Miss Erica. In the morning she was a little worried since she knew that she would blush when she met her teacher.

During the lesson Amanda looked at her teacher in a new way. She saw how beautiful she was. The way she moved, like a cat. Her breasts bounced when she turned around. Her jeans were hugging her bottom so nicely. So soft, so mature.... She never got a chance to hide her drawing and she stiffened as she felt her teacher's hand on her shoulder.

"Very good," Erica whispered. "But hide it, and bring it to me tonight."

Her mouth was dry and her heart was pounding as she knocked on the door of her beautiful teacher that night. In her purse she had the painting of her kissing her teacher. She should have been practicing the violin but she had called and said that she was ill. Now they were sitting in Erica's living room drinking a soda and Erica easily made Amanda reveal her yearnings for her while they discussed the drawing. It was almost too easy and she was going to tease the girl for a while.

She showed Amanda her own drawings of other girls, they were semi-nude or nude and they all showed the girls' cute asses. With wide eyes Amanda admired the drawings. Oh, she wanted to be drawn like that, she wanted to draw her beautiful teacher like that. And in her imagination she even saw pictures of her and Erica making love.

"Undress now, my flower," Erica said and the girl did. "Oh, please keep your sweet panties on for a while." Erica did the same thing and she asked the girl to draw her and Amanda tried to concentrate but she blushed and become hotter. But her drawings were lovely.

"Oh, it's charming, my dear," the teacher said in a hoarse voice." You draw my panties so nicely while they hug my butt, sweetie." The girl smiled shyly.

"But now I want you to try something different..." She was now standing in front of Amanda, only 2 feet away. She was aiming the light towards her crotch and parted her legs.

"Look Amanda, " she said breathlessly." Watch the fabric embrace my vagina. Try to draw that, my angel."

"Oh, how beautiful, "Amanda gasped. "It seems so smooth."

"Yes," the teacher answered. "I'm clean shaved..."

"Oh!" She tried to concentrate and draw a few lines. Then she looked again. Her teacher's vagina was only inches from her blushing face. She wetted her lips with her tongue and she could sense the smell of the woman so clearly. She could see the lips and the moist spot that grew bigger.

"Oh," she whispered once again while she tried to draw the piece of art that was in front of her. But the pencil wouldn't do as she intended. She just had to look again. Wasn't she closer now? Wasn't the aroma so much stronger? Wasn't the spot so much bigger? Didn't her legs shudder and didn't her breathing become louder?

Amanda wasn't sure if it was she that leaned forward or the crotch that came closer but her lips were so close to the satin clad hill. Now she felt the fabric and both girl and woman throbbed. But the teacher pulled away and Amanda gasped disappointed.

"That's so sweet of you to kiss me there," the woman said in a soft voice. "Do you want to do it again?"

"Yeaaah." The answer was barely audible.

"Wait." The teacher disappeared and soon returned to the blushing girl.

"Look at this," Erica said and showed a painting to the girl. It was a painting of Amanda, with a lust-full expression on her face, riding the face of a woman. It left no doubt that it was Erica.

"Oh, miss. Miss!" the girl moaned. She was almost on the verge of a breakdown. But Erica loved these kind of games. Make the girls begging to satisfy her.

"Now I want you to draw a picture of what you want to do," she said. She took off her panties.

"Here, take them and smell them. It will inspire you." As in a trance the girl took the wet panties. Oh, how sweet she is, Erica thought. Cute, confused and horny. She sat down and lit a cigarette. She saw the girl inhale her aroma. She let it fill her nostrils and then she closed her eyes.

Then the girl set forth. Fast and almost as in rage. She drew Erica standing with her legs apart. Before her was Amanda, kneeling. Erica held her head and forced it to her sex. When Amanda was done Erica took the drawing and studied it closely. She felt the girls eyes on her pussy and she saw how she took one breast in her hand and how her tongue wet her lips.

"Oh, Amanda, I love your drawing. " She rose and turned around. Showed her ass to the young girl. Parted it.

"Do you think that my behind is beautiful, sugar?"

"Yes miss, it's so sexy."

"Draw how you kiss it!" Again the pen started its dance over the empty paper. Amanda's left hand was now hugging her wet panties and Erica was caressing her tight bud with her fingers.

When the teacher saw the drawing her heart skipped a beat. The girl was really horny now and it showed in her painting. Amanda had drawn her teacher lying on the stomach while Amanda opened her globes and pressed her mouth between her cheeks. Mmm, she wanted the girl right now. But she knew that this moment was special. Never ever had she had such a willing and horny pupil and she knew that she could make the girl draw even nastier things. Make her do things she always wanted. The forbidden things that had tempted Erica for so long. Things she had only imagined and seen on her own drawings. And now she had her opportunity,

"You are such a talent, my sweet harlot," Erica's hand caressed the girl's chin, her mouth. The girl eagerly kissed them, sucked them in. "My sweet angel and harlot."

"Oh, miss, I...Let me, I want to...let me taste you..."

"Yes, my Angel, you will do that, soon," Erica said. "But we are in no hurry. Tonight you will experience everything you ever dreamt about, and then more. But your drawings, Amanda. Your drawings make me crazy. And in your condition they will only get better. Can you see that? And I want to see more of your naughty drawings, my sweet harlot.

"Yes miss, I know. I didn't think I was able to do this. It's so good, so.... Exciting. I'm so horny miss. So horny."

Erica emptied the big bowl of fruit on the table. She held it in front of her and the girl look puzzled at her teacher.

"Look closely now. Look at my fountain," Erica sighed. "Watch and use this in your next drawing." The girl watched breathlessly as her teacher let loose of her bladder and a golden jet cascaded into the bowl and filled it. The masturbating girl didn't believe her eyes. She was still a moment after Erica had finished. And the girl felt her teacher's expectations.

Once again the girl started her furious drawing and she was doing it fast, so that her mind shouldn't be able to protest against the pictures she saw inside her head. Erica put the bowl close to Amanda so she could smell the aromatic fluid. Amanda let it fill her nostrils but she didn't look up. Erica watched her, caressing her sex. The drawing was even better than she hoped for. There Amanda was, sitting before her teacher holding up a glass before the peeing pussy. Oh, Erica thought. That's what I'm gonna let her do. Then she saw a new drawing appear. Now Amanda was looking at the full glass and on the next one she emptied it.

Now Erica wanted to hold the girl. Kiss her and make all the drawings come true. But she saw that the girl, now masturbating wildly, kept on drawing. Amanda was sitting on the floor; her arms tied to her back and in front of her Erica was squatting with her ass towards the girl. Under her there was a plate.

"I'm so fucking horny," the girl hissed and to Erica's amazement and, at first, her disgust, she saw a turd coming out of her asshole landing on the plate.

"Oh," she yelled. "What are you doing?"

"I'll eat it," the girl hissed in a voice Erica hadn't heard before. She almost sounded crazy. "I'll eat your turd. I'm so fucking hot and I wanna eat your shit!" Amanda kept staring at the drawing as she said this. Erica was terrified. Had she taken this too far?

"No, no," she whispered. "No Amanda, you can't do that."

But she saw the girl continue the drawing and she did just that. Then she raised from the sofa and with a wild look in her face she approached her teacher. She fell to her knees behind the woman and pushed her mouth hard between her rounded globes.

"Shit, Miss," she encouraged, aroused. Her mouth was sucking on her teacher's anus and her tongue tried to penetrate the muscle.

"Shit! I need to eat your shit, miss. Please miss, I'm so fucking horny." But Erica turned around and looked down at the aroused teen... Amanda was masturbating and suddenly she cried out and shuddered as the orgasm hit her. Erica hoped that she would calm down now.

But she just continued her wild masturbation with the same look in her eyes.

"I WILL eat shit," she almost yelled. She lifted her ass a bit while her hand dug deep in her pussy.

"Nnnnggghhhh," she wheezed as Erica saw a soft brown turd coming out of the girl. It poured out of her and the foul smell filled the room. Amanda took a fist full of the brown mess that she immediately put in her mouth.

"Mmmmmm," she said,"Tastes so fucking good." Her eyes were locked to her horrified teacher. The girl took another fist full and smeared it over her face and breasts.

"Mmmm, it's so nice and warm and nasty, miss. Shit, I'm hot."

Erica wasn't unaffected by the scene. Far from it. Her disgust slowly turned into excitement. Mainly because of the cute pupil's desire, her heat and the passion in which she carried out the perverted act.

She kneeled in front of the girl and put her hand on the young wet pussy and Amanda immediately placed her brown hand on her teacher's breast. She hugged it and made it brown and her mouth was trying to clean it. Erica let her pupil lead. She just let it happen and the sharp smell just made her hornier.

"Yes, Amanda," she whispered. "Yes." The girl pushed the woman backwards and took the last of the soft brown pile and placed it between her breasts. Shoved her face into it. Ate.

"Oohhh," Erica sighed. The brown smeared girl-face was in front of her. She could feel the foul smelling breath and see her pink tongue and the brown stained teeth.

"Can you do it now?" Amanda asked. "Huh? Can you, miss? Can you shit?" But Erica didn't answer. She took the girl's head and put her lips to the girl's. They kissed and their pussies were grinding into each others while they shared the girl's shit. They came.

"Yes," Erica said. "Yes, I can. I'll shit. I'll shit straight into your mouth. And you are going to eat it all."

"Yes, yes." The girl laid down on her back and Erica straddled her face.

"Njjiiaaayyhhh." Two long turds came fast out of her anus and Amanda caught the first one in her mouth and she hungrily ate it while her hand was masturbating furiously. The second one rolled off her face into the floor but when she was done her hungry lips found it. They also found another pair of lips. Her teacher was curiously kissing and testing her own shit.

They rubbed their bodies together. Kissed deep and shared the teacher's shit while cumming hard many times. Finally Erica came to her senses but the girl seemed so far away. It was almost ten o'clock and Amanda had to leave soon. She carried her into the bathroom and cleaned her in the shower. While she felt the lovely girl she wanted to take her to bed and hold her all night. Suddenly the girl started to cry.

"Oh my God," she cried. "What have I done? How nasty!"

"Hush, my angel," Erica comforted. "We both enjoyed it so much. And you DID want it."

"I know, but you made me that way."

"There, there, sweetheart. It's not uncommon to feel shame after such a passionate filthy lovemaking. And if I'd been your age I'd probably do the same. But now I don't. I just feel happy. Happy and peaceful. And excited!"

"But I did eat my own shit, miss," Amanda's voice was full of doubt. "And yours too."

"Mmmm, so did I. And I loved it. And so did you!"

"No, I didn't."

"I've never seen such fire in a lover's eyes as I did in yours."

"Hmmm, I guess I got a bit excited, huh?"

"Mmmm, horny as a fox!"

"But it was nasty. Wasn't it?"

"Nasty and lovely! And your drawings! I want to keep them."


 

"All of them?"

"All of them!"