Date: Wed, 22 Dec 2021 15:00:04 -0800
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Michele and Aunt Ginger 2 (Lesnian / Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/FFFg)

Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/FFFg

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between a
consenting underage girl and adult females.  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
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             Michele and Aunt Ginger 2
            The Home Economics Teacher
                      By
                     Jan

	When my home economics teacher confronted
me, she didn't reprimand me about Anne and I using
the girls' bathroom in the home economics building
to engages in sex.  She simply gave me a 3 by 5 card
with her home address and phone number.  As soon
as I got home and talked to Aunt Ginger about what
had happened.

	Aunt Ginger was interested in what actually
took place, and how I felt about the teacher.  I told
her all about how Anne and I had gone to that
bathroom because there were no classes scheduled
in that building for the rest of the day.  I felt sure
we would have the bathroom to ourselves.  I ate
Anne's pussy behind the closed bathroom stall door.
I have no idea how the teacher knew what went on in
the bathroom.  The teacher's name is Ms. Brooks and
she teaches home economics in that building.  On the
card she gave me her name is Jennifer Brooks.  She
has told us that her teaching credential and degree
is actually in chemistry, but the only opening was in
home economics.  She was teaching from a syllabus.

	I added that she is under thirty-years-old.  I
would describe her as an attractive woman, about
five-feet four.  She is a natural blonde and her hair
has darkened with age.  Her eyes are a striking blue-
gray color.  She had noticeable dimples in her
cheeks.  Until she confronted me, I had not paid
much attention to what she looked like but when she
confronted me and assured me that I was not in
trouble, and that she would like me to visit her I
looked at her more carefully.  She doesn't have a
perfect figure but she does have a sexy figure.  She
is at least 145 pounds with a 38-DD bust and wide
hips.  She dresses conservatively simply to not draw
unwanted attention to herself.  I would like to find
out what she has in mind, inviting me to visit her.

	Ginger gave me a wicked grin: "honey, give her
a call!  I will drive you to her home."

	I picked up the landline and called her number.
Jennifer answered the phone.  After I identified
myself, I asked: "Are you serious about wanting me
to visit you?"

	She assured me that she would like to have me
visit and she would prepare dinner for me.  She
added: "When would you like to visit?"

	I was quick to say: "My aunt is willing to drive
to your home right now."

	She said: "I'm looking forward to your arrival."

	Ginger was thrilled to drive me across town to
the address provided.  It turned out to be a modest
little duplex that looked like it had been built in the
1920's.  The arched windows and doors were the
giveaway.  Ginger walked me to the door because she
wanted to meet the teacher.  When Jennifer
answered the door both of us were impressed with
her.  Unlike at school her hair was down and covering
her shoulders.  She was wearing a simple dress that
accented her figure.

	She had not expected to meet my aunt.  I
introduced them and told her that my aunt wanted
to meet her.  I added that she will pick me up when I
call her.  The look on her face was one of relief.
Ginger made her exit and left after she hugged and
kissed me on the mouth.

	Jennifer couldn't resist hugging me and kissing
me.  She showed some pride in pointing out things
she took pride in her living room.  She pointed out
that she just rented the apartment because she
didn't know if her contract would be renewed or if
she would get a contract from another school as a
chemistry teacher.  She assured me that dinner was
ready and she ushered me into the dining room.  It
was a cozy room and the furniture looked period
correct.  She insisted on me sitting to her right and
once I was seated, she opened the pocked door to
the kitchen.  The smell of a slow cooked roast filled
the room.  She brought our chilled garden salad and
split pea soup, and bread sticks.  The soup was
delicious and the salad had vinegar and oil dressing
with grated chasse.  When she removed the bowls
and plates, she brought out a platter with the roast
surrounded with potatoes, carrots, pearl onions
floating in a thick gravy.  The gravy had a slight
taste of caninum.  She even uncorked a bottle of red
wine.  When she cleared the table, she served
cappuccino coffee with a scoop of spumoni ice-
cream.  At the conclusion of the meal, she protected
the leftovers and put the dishes in the dishwasher.
Then she ushered me back to the living room.  She
sat next to me on the flared arm sofa with cushions.
She asked me: Michele, may I get personal and sake
you about how you were introduced to female-to-
female sex?"

	I was surprised by the frank question.  I was
not a question of if!  It was a question of how!  I told
her: "A friend of my mother had a serious operation
recently and she has spent more than two weeks
looking after her.  In her absence her younger sister
came to live with me for the duration.  I confronted
her the first evening because I had witnessed them
making love to each other a few days earlier.  I have
been making love to her every night since.  I was
invited by Anne to see her doll collection.  That led
to us spending the evening making love.  The day you
seem to have become aware that we made use of the
girl's restroom in the home economics building
because I knew the building would be empty."

	At the conclusion of my story Jennifer took me
into her arms and while she hugged me, she gave me
a kiss that took my breath away.  Then she pulled me
to my feet and led me to her bedroom.  I studied
the framed photographs on the walls and on her
dresser.  There was a group of six pictures of a
single girl from childhood to adulthood.  When I
asked about the girl, Jennifer told me that she was
her first love.  On another wall was a group of
pictures of an attractive young woman, she
identified her as her college roommate.  The 11 X 14
picture on her night stand was of an older woman I
assumed was her mother, but Jennifer told me that
the woman was the personnel detector that hired
her.  She enjoys seeing the picture when her
husband is out of town and she came for a weekend
visit.  The implication of her statement was obvious.

	I asked her why she had confronted me and
not Anne, and she told me: "I suspected that you was
the instigator of the restroom tryst.  I may yet
invite her to visit me to share my wine."

	Jennifer seemed so much larger and stronger
than me.  She picked me up and placed me on her
bed.  She sat next to me, placed her hands on the
sides of my face and kissed me on the mouth.  The
second kiss was more intense and she forced her
tongue between my lips to probe my mouth and duel
with my tongue.  She used her right hand to stroke
my arm before she placed her hand on left breast.
Her next move was to unbutton my blouse starting
at second button from the top.  She had to pull the
blouse out of my skirt to undo the last couple of
buttons before she pulled the blouse off of my
shoulders and free of my arm and discarded it.

	I was wearing a 32-B bra, but it was just vanity
because my breasts were small enough to need
padding and they were proud and firm enough not to
need support.  She proceeded to feel them and toy
with the nipples before bend over and began sucking
on them.  She eventually laid me back and
unfastened the waist of my skirt and pulled the
zipper down.  She got on her knees and pulled the
skirts out from under my butt and free of my legs.
She pulled my penny loafers and socks off.  That
left me lying there with only my lavender panties on.
She ran her hand down my belly and under the
waistband of the panties.  Her hand was warm as it
slid down my vulva through the few strands of my
new pubic hairs and her fingers slipped into the
moist confines and stimulated my little clit.  She
masturbated and I was breathing hard.

	Suddenly she pulled her hand out of my panties
and smelt her fingers before sticking her fingers
into my mouth.  I was so horny I wanted to pull her
hand back down to my crotch, but she used both
hands to take hold of the waistband of my panties
and pull them out from under my butt.  Once they
were free of my feet, she turned her full attention
to exploring my pussy.  She laid on my right arm
making it impossible for me to use it.  She used her
left arm under my neck to grasp my left arm.  That
effectively made me helpless while she returned to
masturbating me until I had an orgasm that left me
breathless.  She loved going down in my body and she
used her tongue like a snake flickering against my
pussy until she was stabbing my clit.  She made me
cum a second time with her mouth.

	While I recovered, she talked to ne, then she
saw fit to reach behind her back and pull the zipper
of her dress down.  She proceeded to pull the top of
the dress down, freeing her arms of the quarter
sleeves.  Her bare breasts were exposed.  The sight
of her creamy white breasts was enough to make my
mouth water.  She stood up as her dress floated to
the floor around her feet.  She was not wearing
anything under the dress.  I pictured her as Venus
rising from the sea. (According to legend she was
born fully grown from the foam and blown ashore on
a scallop shell.  Painted by Botticelli.)  She was
standing there with her right hand covering her
right breast and her left hand covering her crotch
as if she was ashamed of her nakedness.

	In truth, I was sexually stimulated by her
effort to hide her reproductive organs.  I pulled her
hand away from her breast and claimed the nipple
with my mouth and sucked on it hard enough to pull
blood up to turn the mauve areola a lot more red.  I
sat back to take a good look at her pussy when I
finished sucking on the other nipple.  The second
thing I noticed was that she trimmed her brown
pubic hair into a sharp-edged triangle with all of the
hairs an even quarter inch in length.  The other thing
that was noticeable was that her hips were wide
enough that daylight was visible between her thighs
allowing me to see the lips of her vagina.  Her legs
were shapely and I assumed that she had been a
dancer or an athlete.  I was about to reach for her
hips to pull her closer, when she placed her hands
under my armpits and pulled me bodily until my head
was resting at the edge of the bed and turned her
back to me as she backed up to sat on my face.  She
started rocking her hips Back and forth, grinding
her wet pussy against my face.  I was practically
being smothered by her cunt.  She reached back and
placed her hand on my cunt and played with my cunt
while she continued to fuck my face until she had an
orgasm.

	We lay there in a pool of sweat for some time
before I was able to move.  We eventually moved
around so that our heads were resting on the pillows.
Jennifer asked me to spend the night with her, so I
reached for my bag and pulled out my cell-phone and
called Ginger and asked her if it was alright if I
spent the night with Jennifer.  After she gave her
permission, I asked her to bring me a change of
clothes for school in the morning.

	We spent the night embracing each other,
kissing and fingerfucking each other before we went
to sleep.  We woke up a couple times and made love
to each other.  In the morning We cleaned up by
bathing in the tub together.  I used her toothbrush
to brush my teeth.  I simply put on my old panties.
Jennifer put on fresh clothes and prepared to make
breakfast.

	Ginger arrived in time to have breakfast with
us.  She brought me a complete change of clothes.
She also dropped me off at school so that I wouldn't
be seen arriving in the car of a teacher.

	Anne and I had a lot to talk about during lunch.
Of course, Anne was disappointed that she hadn't
been included.  I assured her that she would be
included in a party between Ginger, Jennifer, and
myself in the near future.

	That evening when Ginger got home, we were
relaxing while I told her all about my date with the
teacher, we masturbated with each other.  Before
bedtime we received a call from Mother.  She
informed us that her friend was coming along
fabulously and she would be coming home at the end
of the next weekend.  We were excited at the
prospect of telling her all about what had taken
place during her absence and discuss what was in the
future.  They would be looking forward to including
the teacher, Anne, and her mother into their circle
of friends


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