Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2009 13:32:46 +0800 (WST) From: The Pin Subject: Maths Tutor Adolescence certainly saw me suffer the usual angst yet there were compensations I suppose, sex drive for one because masturbation regularly took place twice or even three times daily, even now looking back on those times I'm inclined to reach down to pleasure myself as the memories take over. I was at boarding school where like most I had highly developed the art of mutual masturbation, to the extent where after a couple of hours I'd often have my partner begging me to let him cum, no chance for once begun I'd enjoy him well into the night. Anyway, this particular episode occurred during one Summer holidays, it being unusually warm I'd adopted the then fashion of wearing short shorts and having rather long slim legs these I'd roll up further for effect, not having anything in mind but I did enjoy the occasional glances I'd get. So, it happened that my maths marks were awful, "O" level was looming closer and in desperation my parents had hired a maths tutor for me -- to my dismay -- who would come round to the house. The day arrived and there at the door was a young university student (as I correctly assumed) who awkwardly introduced himself. The first couple of lessons went off painlessly and then I suppose having assessed him as harmless my parents departed for the day leaving us alone for the next lesson. Pretty soon I began to pick up vibrations, he seemed nervous and I detected lingering glances at my bare thighs, when the move came it was quite amusing -- demonstrating graphical plots by way of example he contrived to produce one that closely resembled a pair of buttocks. I could see him watching for my reaction so not to disappoint I stood up as if to get a closer look and in doing moved closer presenting him with a smooth thigh. Obviously this was too much for pretending to be engrossed in my examination of his artwork I felt the inevitable hand on my leg. To encourage him I pointed to the buttocks he'd drawn and murmured "I bet they aren't as nice as mine?". Like magic his hand began to move upward caressing my thigh, I've always enjoyed being felt up like this while standing and parted my legs by way of invitation, pretty soon I felt him slip up and under my shorts where lost for a bit he groped around. By now I was erect and it didn't take long for him to find me! I stood like this for what seemed ages enjoying the sensation of the thorough going over he was giving me down below. While he was feeling me up I unbuttoned my shirt to play with a nipple (makes it feel even better "down there"!) but then "take your shorts off -- please!" he croaked with a dry throat. Slowly I obliged to pose in front of him, half naked with shirt off one shoulder and nipple exposed, sauntering in a semi circle gently swaying my buttocks as his eager shaking hands reached for me, no stopping him he had a buttock clasped in each hand fondling them with glazed eyes -- there's nothing so sexy as a boy naked from the waist down is there? "suck me" I said and my slave obliged while I bringing both hands behind parted my cheeks to expose for him my pleasure place. I needed to be had since by now his ministrations to my penis had me really excited so it was with relief I felt a finger penetrate me soon to be followed by another "Yes, that's it" I breathed to encourage him enjoying the exquisite pleasure of being sucked by my new admirer as his fingers explored my depths. Eventually I took the initiative and breaking away carefully positioned myself to bend over with one knee on the chair while obviously offering my trim 15 year old buttocks up for his enjoyment. The poor young fellow couldn't get his pants down fast enough, instead unzipping a raging erection, mercifully perhaps I saw him fumble in a jacket pocket for what was obviously a tube of lubricant, this he shakily applied to my pleasure spot and the head of his penis -- then took me. Notwithstanding the young man's haste and shaking hands he obviously knew what he was doing for once settled down and having fully penetrated me he entered into a slow rhythm, first angling into me one way and then another as though to explore and reassure my love passage, best of course is when your partner slides almost entirely out and then pauses...to slowly and lovingly re enter as he clasps your plunging hips -- oh yes by now I was thrusting gently back to meet his moves proving to him if proof were needed how much I enjoyed what he was doing to me. It was pretty obvious he knew how to get the utmost enjoyment out of me too, I was being had by an expert! We continued this way prolonging the session, first silent except for our heavy breathing and occasional gasp of pleasure and then -- I heard them, his feverish muttered endearments "you have such a beautiful body...I loved feeling your thighs and those legs of yours, this is so fantastic, so sexy, I've never had anyone quite like you, your just the right size for me too, there let me get up as far as I can -- oh God you are fantastic, this is beautiful I don't want it to end I could do you all day....". By now I thought to vary things a bit and suggested a break to reposition myself for him -- which would also help us to last longer to which he agreed, so leading him to the couch I lay on my back with knees invitingly drawn up. This was nice too, as he entered me again I could look him in the face, give him a triumphant little smile as he moved around deep inside me "kiss me" I said and my slave eagerly obeyed while maintaining his steady pleasuring. By now I was in heaven, more than pleased with my latest conquest who by now had started panting uncontrollably -- it wouldn't be long now and by my reckoning he'd been at me for nearly an hour and a half if you include that lengthy feel up he gave me. Meanwhile I could feel that delicious build up at the base of my own penis, the one he was so frantically fondling as he skilfully buggered me so, judging the time was right, I began clenching him on the upstroke, a few minutes of this and I could feel the tremors start, both his and mine, the collapse was prolonged and interspersed with "Oh God, Oh God, oh yes, don't stop!!" and other meaningless sounds of pleasure -- the mess I made was terrible though most of his remained inside me. As soon as he sat down, still with that incredulous look on his face I went over and perched myself still half naked on his lap with an arm around his neck while we both recovered. Poor young man, it wasn't over since once started a 15 year old tends to keep going, particularly with a brand new partner and it wasn't long before I again stood invitingly before him penis raised and lips pouting as I slowly caressed my buttocks. Of course I had my way. Much later anyone watching would have seen a slightly wobbly young man leave the house with a silly smile on his face -- he alas was no match for skills learnt in 6 years at boarding school...these holidays looked like they could be fun.