Date: Mon, 2 Apr 2018 11:45:32 -0700 From: Misty Meadow Subject: Visual Aids Visual Aids By Misty Meadow I love teaching. It's very fulfilling, helping young minds to develop, readying them to confront the rapidly changing world we live in. My specialty is history which I teach in a posh private girls' school in Surrey. It doesn't hurt that I also happen to love young girls, sweet, innocent (and no so innocent) darlings who are struggling with puberty, and even younger ones, ten or eleven or so. Today, I have a class of twelve year olds, who seem remarkably unmoved by what Henry VIII did to his six wives. They've probable seen at least one movie on the subject. Towards the end of the lesson, I tell them to copy all the information on the blackboard into their notebooks and for a few minutes, the room is quiet as they bend to their task. But one girl, Gail, isn't writing. I can see she's texting on her phone, strictly forbidden in my class. I get up from behind my desk and quietly walk over to her. Too late, she sees me and turns the phone off. I stand silently, holding my hand out and she reluctantly hands it over. "You know the rule, Gail. Collect it at the end of class," I tell her, pocketing it. Back at my desk, I sit and look at all the heads bend over their tasks and no one is looking at me. I prop up a book to hide my actions, and open the phone. I know I'm crossing a line but I just can't help myself. One reason is that there is an unspoken awareness that Gail has a crush on me. She's not the only one. In all the years I've been teaching, there have always been a few girls who worshiped me in the way that only young kids can do, and in this particular form, there are two, Gail and her friend Tatiana, inseparable friends. I can tell that they're "in love" with me because of the way the other kids look at them, then at me, and giggle conspiratorially. I try not to react. I can't control the way they feel about me. I've never offered and encouragement because that can lead to broken hearts. On the other hand, being adored by two sweet little nymphets is secretly thrilling. I click on "pictures" to see what Gail has been photographing lately and I'm shocked by what I see. My heart skips a beat. The picture is of Tatiana, deliciously naked, lying on her back on a bed, her legs spread shamelessly, her sweet little cunt deliberately displayed. She's smiling at the camera in a way that can only be described as inviting. Her tits have begun to grow and I can detect a faint wisp of hair just above the hood of her clit. I click to the next and there she is again, on all fours facing away from the camera, her bum elevated so that both orifices are perfectly visible. She's looking over her shoulder with the same inviting smile on her face. The third picture is of a dog, so I shut the phone off. Holy shit! Neither she nor Gail is especially beautiful in the classic sense, though they both have slender figures but to me, any naked twelve year old is going to look sexy and Tatiana is no exception. The lesson winds to a close, the bell sounds and the kids get to their feet, grab their stuff and head for the door. It was the last lesson of the day and they can't wait to get out. Gail waits by my desk, with Tatiana hovering close by. I call her over. "Give me your phone, too, Tatiana," I say, firmly. My reasoning is - if Gail has nude pix of Tatiana on her phone, what does Tatiana have on hers? Pictures of Gail? It's a reasonable guess. She reluctantly hands it over and I look at her picture file. Sure enough, there are two pictures of a naked Gail, in one of which she is sitting in an arm chair with her knees hooked over the arms. Her thighs are spread about as wide as they will go and, like Tatiana, her smile reveals that she is more than happy to show of her private parts. In the second shot, she's squatting with her feet on the toilet seat as a stream of pee falling into the bowl. Her smile is as dazzling as in the other picture. I lay both phones on my desk, side by side, with the pictures showing. The girls look nervous. "Well, well," I say, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice, "You guys look so cute." Right now, embarrassed is what they look. "But these pictures constitute child pornography. Who has access to these phones other than you?" "No one," says Gail. "You can't be sure of that. Look how easily I discovered these pictures. Do you have computers at home?" "A laptop," says Gail. "Me, too," says Tatiana. "You should download these into your laptops and protect them with a password, then delete them from your phones. If anyone else sees them, you'll big in big trouble. And don't tell anyone else I've seen them." "Aren't you gonna erase them?" Tatiana asks, sounding relieved. I look at the screens again. I could never bring myself to delete such exciting images. I'm trying to think of a way to download them to my own phone but that would require connectors that are not presently available. I look up at the girls, seeing nervous looks on their faces. I smile at them. "You're both too adorable to delete," I say. "You're growing up, Tatiana. Your boobs are developing nicely." For the first time, she smiles. "Not me, though," says Gail. "Look at my flat chest." "But that doesn't mean that you're not sexy. You have a lovely body and your smile could melt my heart." I'm pushing my luck a bit here, but I'm in control of the situation. "I can't wait to grow boobs like Titty's." Evidently, that's her friend's nickname. "You don't mind being called `Titty'?" I ask. "Don't the other kids make fun of you?" "I don't care. Anyway, I'm proud of my boobs." "And so you should be. You're both proud of your bodies and with good reason. I've never seen pictures sexier than these." They look at each other, surprised at my frankness. "We like being naked," Gail offers. "And being photographed," I add. She laughs.Her HH I hand them their phones and stand up, ready to leave. "Would you like to take pictures of us?" Titty asks, emboldened by my lack of disapproval. My heart leaps again. "Naked pictures like these," she continues. "Pictures of us showing off our . . ." "Cunts," Gail interjects. (I love it when little girls talk dirty.) "And tits, at least Titty's tits." I try to keep my voice steady, not wanting to reveal my mounting excitement. "I'd love to, but where and when?" "My parents don't get home until seven o'clock," says Gail, "and Titty is sleeping overnight with me." I mentally picture them, naked in bed together, doing things that most preteens won't be doing for years, yet. "You could come to my house and we could . . ." ". . . do whatever we want," Titty interjects. "Could we take pictures of you, Miss Meadow?" "Of course." "Naked?" asks Gail. My head swims. "I'd be honoured," I tell them. Actually, I'd be more sexually aroused than honoured but let's not split hairs. "I could drive us there." My heart hammers in my chest. Their faces are alight with excitement. "Let's go," says Gail. __________________________________ I park in Gail's driveway, hoping that passersby won't recognise my car, and we all go inside. We sit in her living room, both girls on the couch, and me opposite in an armchair. As they so often do in my class, they sprawl, legs carelessly spread, giving me a delicious view up their skirts. Only now, in the privacy of Gail's home, do I feel free to sit in the same way, casually displaying my knickers. We look at each other, pretending that nothing is happening, but I can tell they're totally captivated by my lack of modesty, just as I am of theirs. I pull out my phone and take a picture of them. It's a beauty. Looking at the screen, it's obvious that their displays of underwear are deliberate. I show them my phone. "You guys are shameless," I say. "Just like every day in class, I get to sneak looks up your skirts and see your knickers, except that today, I don't care if you see me looking. You're both so fucking sexy!" "You're not bad yourself, Miss Meadow," says Titty. I look down at myself, my white nylon knickers in full view. "Call me Misty. You can save `Miss Meadow' for when we're in school. Take a picture of me." I lean back, spreading my thighs even wider as they both take shots of me. A delicious little thrill is radiating out from my pussy and I know I'm getting wet. They show me the results and I have to confess I look just as sexy as I feel. "Do you want us to get undressed, Misty?' Gail asks, hopefully. "Yeah, we wanna be naked," adds Titty. "We want you to take lots of dirty pictures of us." "How about you guys undress each other?" I suggest. They look at each other, delight showing on their faces. "How did you know that we like doing that?" Gail asks. "Because when I was your age, I got into all sorts of antics with my class mates and undressing each other was only a small part of it." Their faces are aglow with excitement. "What else did you do?" ask Titty. "It's no secret that I'm a lesbian. I did what gay girls do together." "Like . . .?" asks Gail. "You must already know. There's so much stuff in the internet." "Our parents have put parental controls on our laptops, so we can't surf porn." "Lesbians kiss and cuddle and caress each other's . . ." " . . . Boobs," says Gail. "I love Titty's tits." "And cunts," says Titty. "Your cunt is adorable, Gail." "So you do know what lesbians do. Stand up and unzip each other's gym slips." They comply and in seconds, they're standing in just their blouses and white cotton knickers. I start taking photographs every few seconds as they unbutton their blouses and take them off. Titty is wearing a skimpy little training bra through which I can see her nipples, but Gail is naked from the waist up, and though her chest is perfectly flat, her nakedness thrills me just as much as Titty's. "Gail, stand behind Titty and unhook her bra, then put your arms round her and place your hands on her tits. Oh, that's perfect! Squeeze them. Pinch her nipples. Oh, look, is that a blush or just excitement? I can see you're enjoying this, Titty." "She loves my cunt," says Gail. "She can't keep her hands off it." Titty smiles, sheepishly. "Now face each other," I instruct. "Put your hands down the front of each other's knickers." They don't hesitate for a second. It's clear this isn't the first time they've done this. I'm taking pictures as fast as I can, the flash going off repeatedly, recording every second of this incredibly sexy scene. Their hands are busy down between each other's legs, and their faces bear excited smiles. "Now, you take Gail's knickers off, Titty." She falls to her knees in front of Gail and tugs at her panties, slowly sliding them down her thighs, drawing out the suspense, until her sweet little slit comes into view. Even though I've seen a picture of it, I'm still aroused by its exposure, by her willingness to let me see it, and by her own excitement. When the knickers fall to the floor, I tell Gail to lift one leg and put one foot on Titty's shoulder. "Now gaze up at her cunt as though it were the most beautiful thing in the world, Titty." "It is," she says, complying, as my flash goes off repeatedly. "Put a hand on her thigh and slowly slide it up." Gail is giggling. Her hand moves up until her fingertips are just an inch or so from the gates of heaven. "Touch me!" Gail demands. "Touch my cunt or kiss it, but don't leave me in suspense." Titty tilts her head back, leans in and presses her lips to Gail's slit, pushing her tongue between those puffy lips. I record it all. "My turn now," says Gail, standing behind Titty, hooking her thumbs into the waist of her knickers, sliding them slowly down to mid thigh. Their eager smiles are dazzling. "It's so good of you girls to let me take pictures like these," I say, busily snapping away. "That's because we love you," says Gail. "Yes, we both love you," says Titty. "Ever since our first history lesson." Oh, my God! It's true then, they do have crushes on me. "And I adore you guys," I say, awash in happiness, "Especially when you show off to me." I lean back and gaze at Titty's cunt. "There's nothing sexier than a girl with her knickers halfway down," I declare. "Oh, we can get sexier than this," Titty counters. "Time to get you naked, Misty. Oh, my God, I've dreamed of this moment for ages." "Me, too," says Gail. I want to pause, to take time looking at Titty's knickers at half mast, but, as soon as she moves, her knickers fall to her ankles and she steps out of them. I reach back and unzip my dress and a simple shrug allows it to fall to the floor. I have no bra on, my own micro tits not ever needing any support and I proudly let them gaze at me. My pulse is racing and I can smell the aroma of sex coming off my cunt. Gail, her patience wearing thin, tears at my knickers, pulling them down to my ankles, so I take one leg out, then use my other foot to deftly flick them up in the air. I catch them and hold them to my face, inhaling deeply. "Oh, look, Titty, she's sniffing her knickers! Just like we do!" I'm very gratified to hear this. I hand them to her and she buries her face in them, breathing in deeply, then hands them to Titty, who does the same. "Now we're all naked," I say, "and I've never see two bodies as beautiful as yours." "Even mine?" Gail says, looking down at her flat chest. "Especially yours. You look so innocent." Titty snorts derisively. "She's not innocent, she's a slut." Gail seems to be delighted to be called a slut. "If a slut is someone who likes a lot of sex, then I'm a slut too," I assure them. I find my phone and take more pictures of them as they gaze into each other's eyes finally melt together in a long, lingering kiss. They finally break apart and look at me expectantly. "I see you've shaved you pubic hair off," says Gail. "That's because I wanna look like a little girl, like you guys, tiny tits and no hair." "Your cunt has big floppy lips," Titty says, "bigger than mine." "Your cunt is perfect, Titty," I assure her, "yours, too, Gail." "Pose for us," says Gail. "Show off your cunt and let us take pictures of it." Oh, I'm in absolute heaven. I sprawl on the couch with my legs spread wide, my fingers laced behind my head. Then I get on all fours on the floor, my bum elevated and let them shoot from behind. I copy Gail's original pose, sitting in the arm chair, my legs hooked over its arms, then contort my body in every way I can think of to better display my dripping wet cunt to the girls and the camera. I've never behaved this way in front of little girls before, and I'm getting incredibly turned on. The smell of my sex is filling the room. After a couple of dozen or so pictures, we stop to review our work. There I am, a horny uninhibited lesbian, displaying her cunt for the whole world to see. These pictures are not child porn, as long as my two little friends are not in the frame. "I'm gonna post these on the internet," I tell them. "I want the whole world to see me." "What about the pictures of us?" Gail asks. "They can't go on the net, can they?" "'Fraid not. They'd be traced back to me and I'd be arrested. Now I'm sure there are lots of lovely lesbians in prison, but there aren't any little girls like you two, and it's little girls that get me excited." "So when we grow up you won't love us?" Titty asks, plaintively. "I'll love you for as long as you love me, my darling, but one day soon, as you'll lose interest in me as you find sex partners your own age." "We don't want the stupid kids our age," says Gail. "Whenever I try to grope girls, they freak out. Titty is the only one who lets me do it. And now you, of course." "Wanna grope me now?" I ask, with a wry grin. Suddenly, they're both all over me. I'm buried in preteen naked girls, feeling their hands on my breasts and down between my legs. They vie with each other to kiss me, on the lips and on my tits and then Gail slides down from the couch to kneel between my legs and lick me. Titty stands with her feet either side of my hips and bends her knees to lower her cunt on to my face. It can't get any better than this. Suddenly, I cum. Oh, my God, do I cum! I explode like a landmine, ripples of electricity running through my whole body, making my toes curl. My hips lift off the couch, lifting Gail up with them and she looks up at me, her face wet with saliva and cunt juice, her adoration clear on her girlish face. Titty senses my orgasm and steps clear, sitting down beside me and Gail sits on the other side. I put my arms round their shoulders, close my eyes and try to get my breath back. I feel Gail slip away and look to see her propping up her phone with a book on the coffee table. She hurries back to sit beside me and we watch the flashing red light count down the seconds. Unbidden, the girls spread their legs, each hooking one knee over my thigh. My own legs are widely parted. The flash goes off and we look at the result. There we are, three lovely girls, embracing each other, lewdly deliberately displaying our cunts for whoever will see this picture, the smiles on our faces communicating how excited we are to show ourselves off. But, I remember, it will have to remain hidden on our laptops, downloaded from our phones, hidden behind passwords, so that only we can look at them, admiring our sexiness and, I've no doubt, masturbating ourselves into insensibility. "I wanna take just one more picture," I tell them. "Like the one of you, Gail, peeing into the toilet." "Oh, we can do better than that," says Gail. "We have fun in the shower, playing pee pee games," "Games?" I ask, my curiosity piqued. ""Titty pees on me and then I pee on her." "Oh, my God, this I gotta see!" They take hold of my hands, pull me to my feet, then drag me upstairs to the bathroom. In the tub, Gail sits, allowing Titty to stand over her. For a second, nothing happens, but then a stream of pee shoots from her cunt on to Gail's chest. She leans back allowing the stream to land on her tummy, then further down so that Titty's pee lands on her cunt, then just as the stream slackens, she sits up, head tilted back to let the pee splash on her face. She licks her lips. "I'm trying to get used to the taste so that I can drink it," she says, to my astonishment. "My turn now, Titty." Her friend lies down on her back and Gail stands over her and hoses her down, from face to cunt, pee splashing everywhere. "I was pretending I was peeing on you, Misty," Gail says. "You don't have to pretend. Just pee on me any time you want." "Pee on me, Misty," Titty demands and I have the exquisite pleasure of splashing her lovely little tits and then her sweet cunt with its trace of hair, with my pee. Just before I finish, Gail squats down over Titty, sitting on her face and tilting her head back. With her hands on my bum, she pulls my body over her and clamps her lips to my cunt. The last few drops of my pee go straight into her mouth. "It's not really that bad," she says, when I'm empty. "I could get to like the taste." "Shit!" I say. "We forgot to take pictures." Gail gets to her feet and turns on the water and we all rinse off. "Now what?" asks Titty. "My mum has some sex toys hidden in her closet. She doesn't know I found them." Seconds later, we're back in the bedroom and Gail produces a vibrator, a strap on cock, a bid black double ended dildo and two pairs of love cuffs. "Now we're gonna have fun," she says. They make me lie on the bed and shackle my wrists to the headboard. They stand at the foot of the bed, looking at my splayed legs and my dripping cunt. They look at the sex toys, and then at each other, mischievous grins on their faces. "Here we go," saysTitty. They both climb on to the bed. "Oops!" says Gail, "I almost forgot. Smile, say `cheese'." The end.