Date: Mon, 12 Jun 2017 18:58:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Home Ec Teacher Part 1 (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal F/f )

Adult Youth, oral, anal F/f

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content offends
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Copyright 2017 Jan, all rights reserved

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            Home Ec. Teacher Part 1

                     By
                    Jan


      I am a home economics and girls' physical
education teacher for seventh graders for a
suburban junior high school.  I prefer that age of
girls because the twelve and thirteen-year-old girls
are right in the bloom of puberty.  They are beginning
to learn about their sexuality.

      I'm well ware, that children experiment with sex
with both sexes, but as they reach puberty they
start learning some forms of sex are stigmatized.  It
becomes expedient to profess to being straight.
Many of them continue having pajama parties where
they continue indulging in oral sex with their
girlfriends, under the guise of learning about sex,
while practicing safe sex.  Their friends won't talk
about what goes on, because they are just as worried
about their reputation.

      In my positon as their teacher I become friends
with my students, and they sometimes confide in me
about their problems.  Some of them look upon me as
a mother figure that does not judge them or
reproach them.

      Very few of them realize that I am a 36-year-old
lesbian.  I might remind them of their mother's but I
am always looking for girls to seduce.  I have a small
home just a short distance from the school.  That
makes it convenient for me to encourage the girls to
drop by after school if they have any problems.

      As a school teacher, I deliberately dress
conservatively first to please the school board and to
give the impression that I am a spinster, so that the
males I deal with leave me alone.

      I deliberately wear my sun bleach hair in a bun on
the back of my head, wear tortoise shell glasses, very
little makeup, and my school wardrobe that doesn't
draw attention to my figure.  I am a tall woman at 5'
10" when I put on heels I'm taller than most men.  I
have a full figure and deliberately wear bras to
school that compress my large breasts to not draw
attention to my figure.

      One day one of the shy girls approached me after
the class was over, and it was the last class of the
day.  She said, "Ms. Bernard, can I talk to you about
something personal?"

      "Of course, Cathy let me lock up and you can walk
with me to the office, so that I can check out."

      As I made sure that everything was off and
locked the classroom door, she stayed at my side.  It
was obvious that she was having trouble putting into
words what ever was bothering her.  She was
reluctant to say anything with the hall ways full of
students scampering to get away from school.  After
all it was Friday and the football team had an away
game that evening.  I simply checked my mail box at
the office and said my goodbyes to the office staff.
I started walking to my home with Cathy right next
to me.  As we exited the campus I asked Cathy what
direction she lived, and she told me the direction she
lived.  It happened to be in the same direction I was
heading.

      Cathy was almost in tears as she finally told me
her story. "My best friend, Amy, got the new jacket
she wanted for her birthday, and I was so excited
for her I hugged and kissed her.  We were seen by
some girls, and they have been making fun of me,
calling me a Lessie!  I feel terrible don't even want to
come to school any morel!"

      I assured her that those girls would get over it
and move on to teasing someone else.  We were
approaching my home, so I invited her in for tea.  She
accepted.  I told her to have a seat on the couch
while I went to the kitchen to prepare the tea.  I put
two mugs in the micro wave to heat the water quickly.
When I joined her on the couch I handed her one of
the mugs.  There was the pause while we tested the
heat with a sip.

      Cathy looked at me with pleading eyes, "What
should I do?"

      "Don't respond to their teasing!  If they can't get
a rise out of you that will grow tired of it and move
on to another subject.  I have heard students
speculate about my own sexual orientation for years.
Any woman my size that is unattached is suspect of
be a lesbian.  I don't let it bother me."

      "Cathy was still very emotional, "The problem is
that I'm not sure that they might be right about me."

      "Have you ever had sex with a girl?"

      "No, but I have thought about it a lot lately."

      "I can assure you that after those girls get tired
of teasing you, some will approach you to befriend
you, because they are secretly lesbians themselves.
If you promise not to tell anyone I can tell you
something about me?"

      Cathy looked me in the eye and promised, "I would
never tell anyone anything you told me not too!"

      "The rumors about me are true!  I have been a
lesbian since I was about your age.  I don't go around
flaunting it though.  Only a very few women and girls
I trust know the truth about me."

      Cathy's face lit up, because I had confided in her
my secret.  "I wouldn't even know how to approach a
girl about the subject."

      "Again, if you don't tell anyone I could teach you
how to make love to a girl?"

      "I promise!"

      With that I placed our tea mugs on the coffee
table and turned towards her, and placed my hand on
her bare arm and gently slid my fingers up her arm,
as I leaned towards her.  I kissed her on the mouth.
I pressed the kiss until she opened her mouth to
breathe, and I stuck my tongue into her mouth.
When I withdrew my face, I kept my tongue sticking
out and licked her lips.  When she stuck out her
tongue I captured it with my lips and sucked on her
tongue.  She was breathing hard.

      I let her recover, and as I did so, I traced the
shell of her right ear with my tongue.  I was obvious
that my actions were stimulating her.  My hand
stroked her neck and slid down her chest to massage
her small budding breast.  I gently felt her breast.
It was obvious she was wearing a brassiere under her
blouse.  The instant my hand squeezed her tit, she
sucked in her breath.

      I took my time unbuttoning her blouse.  I
managed to free her arms from the blouse, so that it
was laying around her body while the tail was still in
her skirt.  I reached around her body and unfastened
her bra.  I pulled it free of her arms, and discarded
it, as I admired the perfection of the creamy flesh
of her breasts.  They were just starting to swell with
the promise of someday being beautiful tits.  The
dimpled areolas were the same pink color of her lips.
The nipples were not much bigger than the eraser of
a number 2 pencil.  I toyed with them using my
fingertips before bending over and sucking on them.
I worked back and forth from one to the other.
While I was nursing on her breasts, I placed my right
hand on her knee below the hem of her skirt.

      I started sliding my hand up her inner thigh, and
under her skirt.  Cathy grabbed my wrist, but didn't
stop me from moving my hand up her leg.  I could feel
her muscles tremble as a result of my hand stroking
her soft inner thigh.  I could feel the heat emitted
from her crotch before my hand reached her moist
rayon panties.  I stroked her crotch until her panties
were slippery.  Then I pulled the crotch aside to get
at her little clam.  I sought out her clitoris with my
index finger as stimulated her clit.

      She was moaning and squirming around.  I moved
my body back enough to allowing me to lift her lift leg
and place it behind my body.  That in effect turned
her body sideways on the couch.  I gave her body a
little shove to make her lay back against the arm of
the couch.  When she settled down I placed both
hands under her skirt to grasped the waistband of
her panties and started peeling her panties down.  I
had to pick up both legs to finish pulling the panties
free of her feet, and tossed them away.  I admired
her young crotch.  I envied the day my own pussy
looked very much like hers.

      She had a puffy little vulva was covered with her
first growth of pubic hair, and the opening of her
vagina was nothing more than a slit with nothing
showing until I placed my fingers on either side of
her labia majora and pressed until her little clit
popped out.  I leaned over and took that little pea
sized bulb of skin and sucked on it like a baby sucks
on a tit.  I sucked her pussy until she actually cried
out that she was Cumming!

      While she was recovering, I lay on top of me and
kissed her.  Her pussy juice was smeared all over my
face from eyebrows to chin.  Cathy licked my face
after I broke the kiss.

      Cathy begged me to let her kiss me, so I sat up
and helped her get me out of my work clothes.  My
dress was loose enough to hide my figure.  When she
placed her hands on my breasts were pressed against
my body to his just how large they were.  When she
squeezed my breasts, there was very little give.  I
helped her unzip the back of my dress and pull it free
of my arms.  I also had to help her pull the straps of
my slip free of my arms, thus exposing that I was
wearing a restrictive brassiere that flattened my
breasts against my body.

      It took some effort to unfasten my bra and pull it
from the front of my body.  Mt double D sized
breasts rested on my ribcage.  Cathy was amazed at
the size of my tits.  She never suspected just how
large they were.  My breasts were proportional to the
size of my body, but I prefer not to draw attention
to them.  Like many women my age there are some
moles scattered on the sides of my breasts.  My
mauve areolas must have measure at least three
inches in diameter, and dimpled.  My nipples were the
size of green grapes.  The girl could get enough of
playing with them.

      I resent the red mark left under my breasts left
by the elastic of the restrictive bra.  I rubbed the
marks in an effort to remove them and it felt good to
have them free of restriction and the coolness of
fresh air on them.  Cathy was soon sucking on my
nipples ravenously.

      I had been in my clothes since early morning and
had been on my feet mush of that time.  I must have
used the bathroom at least three times.  I was very
conscious of just how strongly my cunt would smell,
and my pubic hair would also have the trace of urine
on them.  I was mildly concerned that she wouldn't
like the smell or taste of her first pussy.

      Cathy started turning her attention to my crotch.
I helped her by standing up and wiggling my dress and
slip down off of my hips until they were a pile around
my ankles.  I was standing there in my pantie hose
over my own panties.  She ran her hands lightly all
over the front of my nylon clad front.   She ben felt
my butt.  I allowed her to do anything she wanted.  I
was enjoying the thrill of having small inexperienced
hands touching me.

      I stepped out of my shoes and stood there as she
started rolling down my hips and helped her pull the
nylons free of my legs.  That left me with only my
panties on.  I prefer soft comfortable hip hugger
panties.  I don't like pantie like cut into my flesh.

      Cathy clung to my hips and planted her nose
against the front of my panted and licked then as well
as smelling them.  She even turned me around and
smelled the crack of my ass.  For a virgin, she learned
quickly.

      When she rolled down my panties and I stepped
out of them, Cathy wadded them up in her hand and
brought the crotch up to her nose.  After selling
them she stuck the crotch into her mouth and sucked
on them.  She eventually tossed them in exchange for
planting her mouth on the real thing.

      I wondered what she thought the taste of my
hairy crotch.  Judging by the way she was acting I
assume she didn't mind the taste or smell, so I sat on
the couch with my left leg and placed my heel on the
back of the couch, while leaving my right foot resting
on the floor.  Leaving my naked body vulnerable to
the young girl's desire.

      Cathy virtually dove on top of my body.  She
smothered my face with wet kisses.  She licked the
middle of my chest and held my tits against her ears.
She started turning he head to the right and left to
suck my nipples.  My nipples were so stimulated my
pussy was itching for attention.

      I couldn't stand it any longer and placed my hand
on top of her head and pressed down in an attempt to
shove her down to my hungry pussy.

      Cathy slid off the couch and knelt with one leg on
the floor and the other on the couch.  She used both
hands to spread my pussy open.  I was sure she had
never seen an adult pussy that close before.  I could
feel her breath on my cunt.  She seemed to be
fascinated with the size of my clit.  She sucked it
into her mouth and sucked on it like she had been
doing to my nipples.

      I offered her encouragement with statements
like, "Honey, you are a natural born pussy lover!
That's it, suck on my clit harder!  Stick your fingers
into my cunt!"

      Cathy started sticking fingers into my cunt one
finger at a time.  She eventually had her fist in my
cunt up to the wrist and jilled me while sucking on my
clit.

      There was nothing left to do, but enjoy the
afterglow.  We talked about our feelings, before we
took a quick shower.  I told her that it wouldn't do to
send her home smelling like my old pussy.  That got aa
laugh out of her.

      "You don't want to be smelling of my perfume
either.  You're always welcome to visit, but ask me
first.  I will give you my cellphone number before you
leave."

      Cathy became a regular visitor for the better
part of the year, but one evening she dropped by
unannounced and walked in on me in bed with an
eighth grader that I had recruited the year before.
Cathy was terribly upset.  She cried like a baby and
wouldn't let either of us comfort her.

      We couldn't let her rush home, because she might
probably confess everything to her parents.  The two
of us assured her that we loved her, and to prove it
we took her clothes off, despite her resistance.
When we had her naked the two of us made love to
her.  While the girl sucked her breasts, I went down
on her and sucked her pussy and even licked and
sucked her asshole.  By the time, Carol experienced
she had gotten over her jealousy and sucked the girl's
pussy.  The two of them would go on to become
lifelong friends.


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