Home Schooling

There was no room to spare in my old uniform. I’m twenty-four; a big girl pretending to be sixteen; hanging about outside a school gate. My old leather satchel is on my shoulder; the school blouse buttons are at bursting point and my stockings are tethered to suspenders, under a skirt which is far too short. A teacher appears on gate duty and spots me.
‘Excuse me miss. Are you waiting for someone?’
‘My boyfriend. Is that OK?’
‘Haven’t seen that uniform here before.’
‘No. You won’t have. Would you prefer me to wait on the other side of the road?’
‘No. I was being nosy. Sorry, I’ll leave you to wait in peace.’
If he thought I was a teenager he was an imbecile. He probably fancied me. I hadn’t worn the uniform for eight years. I’m waiting to collect cousin Jack, my brother’s boy. The family is desperate for my help. Jack is being humiliated at school because he hasn’t got a girlfriend. I’ve agreed to tutor him because he is a big boy, in every way. He’s sixteen and I’m more than big enough to give him all the experience he needs.
As the mass of escapees began piling out I spotted Jack. I walked to meet him as he appeared conscious of all around him. I just grabbed and kissed him.
‘Becky. I didn’t recognised you. It’s the pigtails and the stockings. Those legs look fabulous under the skirt.’ Jack was suddenly stacked with confidence.
‘Let’s walk close together. I think we’ve convinced everyone. One of your teachers fancied me! My car is parked out of sight in a side road. We must be quick. A randy young school girl cannot be seen driving a car!’
I made a safe escape and we were soon in deepest rurality. I stopped in the first convenient field gateway and engaged Jack in a snogging embrace. He took no time to respond and put one hand under my skirt. The bulge in his trousers signalled he was uncomfortable.
‘Becky. Your knickers are damp and sticky!’
‘Of course they are. I’ve creamed them for you but we must stop there. First lesson: don’t be too eager with your hand up the skirt although not many girls wear them now. But it’s not wrong. I encouraged you. This is your introduction. We don’t want to complete it in a car. Sarah will be preparing our evening meal. We must move.’
Sarah was my Lesbian partner, She was happy with my heterosexual exploits while they stayed in the family. I had already tutored her nephew who was in the same situation. She was pleased to meet Jack and appreciated what was in store for him. After the evening meal I sent Jack to get showered.
‘Becky. I’ve finished my bath.’ Jack called from the bathroom, and followed with a tap on my bedroom door.
‘I’m in bed. You can come in.’ He didn’t need asking a second time. We were not strangers but this was different to anything he’d ever experienced with me.
Jack removed the bathrobe to reveal the promise of an erection. He was beautifully endowed for a sixteen year old; bigger than some men I’d met.
‘I used some of your bubble bath.’
‘Then we won’t know which of us smells the nicer. Get in the other side so you can be right-handed.’ He snuggled down with me. ‘Does that feel good?’
‘Yeah.’
‘Good. We’ll just lay here and embrace till the time is right. A girl loves to be turned on. The longer we can take the better it’ll be for both of us. It’s all about touch and words. Sometimes we call them dirty words but they don’t have to be filthy. You must have picked up a few from school. How would your mates describe what we are doing? I bet nobody says making love.’
‘No! You’re right. Mostly shagging or fucking.’
‘And do they say fanny?’
‘I’ve heard pussy and twat.’
‘I won’t be offended with any of them tonight. But really, it’s my vulva or labium, to describe those two sets of luscious lips covering the entrance to my vagina. You’re going to open those tonight and venture inside for the time of you life. The more you play with me the longer my vagina will become. It will lengthen to accept that beautiful cock of yours so it can spurt your semen as far as my cervix to make sure those millions of little swimmers get to my eggs. But they’ll be wasted tonight because I’m in my safe period so I can’t conceive. Now, fondle my labials to see what’s happening. They are the lips of my cunt!’
‘Wow. They are so slimy. And you seem to have very few hairs.’
‘I shaved for you. I’ll take a palm-full of my secretion and spread it over your cock. How’s that. I’m bigger than all those girls at school. It’ll help you to slip into me with ease.’
‘Ah! You’ll soon make me come like this.’
‘Then we must slow down. Does it feel good to fuck an older girl or would you rather be getting into the knickers of one of those giggling little twats in your class. You’d even be capable of laying with Sarah. She’s older than your mum. She’d give you a fabulous ride. Don’t be shocked. It’s not going to happen tonight but it can be good. That’s what’s good about sex for young guys with older women.
Age doesn’t matter. A young chap can make an older woman feel young again. You’ll make me orgasm soon and I may appear to pass out but don’t worry. It’s called “the little death”. I’ll be alright.'
‘Becky, your talking is bringing me close to coming.’
‘Then roll over on to me and get between my thighs. Take your weight on those outstretched arms and look down into my eyes. Fix them on me because you are just about to fuck me. I’ll guide you slowly in. Gently come down on me. In goes that round pink tip. Now I’m all yours. Just give it to me. Look into my eyes. Yours will close when you shoot but just keep fucking for all you’re worth. Fucking and cunt are are perfect words when they are not used for swearing. You’re well in.
Come on Jack, fill me to the top. My channel tunnel is wide open for you. You saw my thighs at school today; under the short skirt. You said they were good. I saw the bulge of your cock in the car. You would have fucked me then had I given you the chance. Our grey matters are in charge now. We can’t stop. Your cock has reached my cervix. You can’t get any further! Just keep going until you can fuck no more. Wow! You’ve done it! You’ve filled me and and I’ve come too! Now you can go proudly into the big wide world and tell everyone what you’ve done! We’d better sleep now.’