Rachel's Tutor

"Did you enjoy that?" She just looked up at me, with this look of happiness on her face. I grinned and helped her up. "Maybe we should go inside, before somebody sees us." She nodded, and stood up, grabbing her panties but not putting them on. I stood, running a finger up her cunt, and slapped her ass to get us inside.

"That. Was. Amazing," were her first words after we shut the doors. We didn’t bother to towel off, just letting the water run off our bodies. "When Anthony went did me, he was nothing like you. He was too rough, went inside me without even letting me enjoy it. The ass just humped me until he came. Didn’t care that I was crying with pain when he ripped through me." She growled. "I swear, I see that guy again and his dick is mine." 

I laughed and pulled her close. She came willingly with an open mouth kiss, our tongues dancing between our mouths. "And I’ve only barely begun." She seemed to like that, and round an arm around my waist, keeping me close.

"Teach me."

I looked at her; she wanted this, she wasn’t afraid. Any fear had been sucked out…probably by me back in the hot tub. I closed my eyes, just absorbing this inside; then I kissed her nose and led her over to the fireplace.

"Hey," she said, looking around, "Shouldn’t we go back to my room or something?" I chuckled, she was new at romance, and just made her kneel on the fur rug. 

I undid her bra, running my hands on skin as I did; one, to draw out the anticipation with the direct contact, and two, to make sure she didn’t leave. Letting the black silk fall, I tossed it lazily to the side. "You know what you’re doing?" I said, making sure of things. "That you’ll be making love to me? A girl?"

She nodded, but said, "Aren’t you going to take your underwear off?"

"No. You are."

She just looked stunned, then nodded. She moved around to undo the clasp when I spun around, keeping her from unhooking it.

"Hey, why’d you do that?" She looked almost angry.

"Lesson one," I purred, walking on all fours to her, "You never go directly for what you want." She stared at me, looking me over, before she figure out what I meant. She moved down, and drew me into another, passionate kiss. Amanda laid down, and pulled me on top of her, rubbing my back. I moaned, and really got into it. Her hands worked my back, and came to the bra clasp. I let her unhook it; god, my breasts needed the release, I hadn’t realized how tight that thing had been. I had a small line across my boobs where the material had dug in, and Amanda traced that line with her tongue. I laid back on the rug, her rove over my protruding mounds. She sucked and licked at them, biting at my nipples. I squealed when she pulled at the nubs with her teeth, and pushed her head harder into my chest. She was catching on fast. 

Amanda worked over the area, switching from breast to breast, soon covering my chest in her saliva. Her sucking made popping noises as she removed her small mouth. My mind was gone; I had been without love for too long. After several minutes of letting her go, I put a hand on her shoulder and kept her away. Catching my breath, I said nothing to her as I simply looked down further. She followed my glaze and grinned. She wriggled down further and opened my willing legs. 

The thong she had given me had sucked itself up into my hole. You couldn’t see it anymore, just the material disappearing in my lips. Amanda giggled when she saw this, and slowly pulled the thong out. It felt weird, and I couldn’t help but jump every time she pulled it a little further. Finally it was out, and she slid it off my legs. My skin was cool, still adjusting to the warm fire next to us. I felt her hands inside my legs, moving around my slit. She wasn’t going down, still trying to get a feel for what she was going to do.

"Lesson two," I whispered, sure she could hear. Her face was inches from my pussy, sniffing at my smell, when she looked up. "Don’t keep a lady waiting." A good push, I forced her face into my vagina. I groaned, loving the feel of her in me. Amanda did pretty well, considering I had just forced her to eat me. I think she had taken that term a little literally too; she bite, sucked, and just tried to force her way into me. My moans were getting louder, encouraging her to keep going. Where Rachel had been soft and experience with me, Amanda was wild, doing anything she felt would please my sex center. 

"Oh, shit! Am-Amand- Ammmmmm…" I could get the words out. She was driving me nuts, and I couldn’t form words. There was no way I could warn her when my climax came, no way I could prepare her for the force of my cum escaping me. The first wave rushed over me, my orgasm squirting some of my juice all over her face. She, caught off guard by this, moved away. I was helpless, and just wriggled on the rug as the orgasm passed. My juice puddled on the fur, and Amanda just watched as the cum kept going. I couldn’t get up; her wild attack had given me the most powerful climax I’d ever had! And she was new to all this!

Amanda noticed that there was some of me on her lips, and she licked it away. She purred, seemingly happy with how I tasted.

"I never knew women tasted to so good," she said, laying down next to me. I rolled on my side to look at her. 

"You never tasted yourself before?" I asked.

She shook her head. "No way! I mean, I’ve fingered myself before…what girl hasn’t? (I chose to keep quiet at that) But I never thought to try myself…it just seemed so…so gross!" About to prove her wrong, I sat up and just went straight for her pussy. I didn’t give her time to argue, I just sucked at her lips and mound. She was quick to become wet again, and I nibbled hard at her clit. That got the juices flowing! I bit down, then sucked some of her cum into my mouth. Careful not to swallow, I came back up to her face and forced my mouth over hers. She seemed to reject this, trying to get away and kept her mouth shut. I couldn’t have this now, with her sweet nectar slipping out of my mouth. I used my tongue to open her mouth, and let her cum slip inside her. 

"See?" I said, once she let it happen, "you don’t taste so bad." I licked the cum that had fallen on her cheeks up, and kissed her again to put it in her mouth. She must’ve liked it, because she sucked it right out of me! We kept up this game for a bit, eventually just getting lost in a lip lock. Our tongues wrestled with each other, and we rolled back and forth over the bearskin.

We made love several more times, probably ruining her father’s rug. We fell asleep together, naked, in front of the fire. In the morning I awoke to her in my arms, both of us sticky, and the sun just starting to peek over the far mountains. I looked down at my new love. Amanda looked so cute, curled up beside me. She had little globs of my juice in her hair and on her face. I licked the small mess on her face up, then nibbled on her ear to wake her. 

"Hmm," she moaned, just moving closer to my chest.

"Hey now," I chuckled, shaking her lightly. "Come on, we need to get up."

"Why?" she asked, pulling me down on her to kiss. "My dad won’t be home for a month." She grinned. "And we have the rest of the day to ourselves." I swear, you would never believe how scared this girl was at first to evening thinking of loving a woman.

I never made it out of her house; I called home and asked if it was alright to stay at Amanda’s for another night (all the while having Amanda tease me by sticking her tongue up my pussy and seeing how straight I could keep my voice). After I hung up, we spent several hours in the shower, never trying to actually clean up.

School restarted; we had to rejoin the normal world again, but now it had new meaning.

We truly loved each other. After searching for so long, I didn’t want anyone else. To the kids at school, it was our friendship that kept us together all the time. Nobody else knew we made out in the back of her car after school; nobody found out what we did on the weekends. And our lust never waned. I mean, we did get into several fights, mostly over little things I can’t even remember anymore. A few times, to make up, we chanced luck and made love in the janitor’s closet (and missed getting caught by two minutes!). 

Our lives were filled with love for each other. For over a year, we stayed together. We were careful; nobody could find out, least of all our parents. We gossiped over whom we thought we could "convert" to our side, but never tried anything. I kept the pretense of having a boyfriend or two, but I soon just dropped the whole charade. 

It was taking away from my time with Amanda.