Lessons With Miss Harding

Disclaimer: This story is a pure work of fiction. Character Names & Events are simply coincidental; they are not based on any real people, it\'s just my overworked imagination doing the talking here and wanting to share them with others.

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I. Guinea Pig

SITTING INSIDE THE SCHOOL COUNSELOR’S OFFICE late Friday afternoon, Claire had no idea why she was called to meet with Miss Harding, the Guidance Counselor. She received word from her last block teacher that she was to go to Miss Harding’s office after class regarding something, but her teacher was pretty vague and it was Chem class; they were in the laboratory doing some lab work and she needed to finish her work before the class was over so she didn’t press on to find out exactly why she was called to the office.

Claire waited inside the late-twenties’ counselor’s cramped office while she talked to her secretary in the outer office. The voices were muffled and she could hardly see anyone since Miss Harding closed the door to her office partially to conceal whomever was on the other side of the door. A few minutes later Claire heard the counselor walk back to the office and was surprised to find her boyfriend, Todd, following close behind.

Miss Harding walked over to her desk, pulled her swivel chair out and sat down. Todd remained by the door, closing it after him and Claire heard a faint click sound as he locked it after him. She looked from the attractive blond counselor to her dark haired jock of a boyfriend.

“W-what’s going on?” Claire voiced out her concern, darting worried glances from one person to the other.

“Todd came up to me with his problem yesterday afternoon, Claire,” said Miss Harding, crossing one shapely leg over the other, exposing a bit of flesh as she did so since she wore a somewhat short skirt today. “He said that you are a prude when it comes down to sex.”

Claire wasn’t expecting this meeting to be about her sexual – or lack of it rather – relationship with Todd. And how dare he blabber about it to the school counselor no less?

“I am not a prude,” she denied, sending icy glares at her boyfriend’s direction before looking back at the woman seated across from her. “I just don’t think indulging in premarital sex at our age right now is unwise,” she said matter-of-factly.

Miss Harding cocked an eyebrow. “But you know a lot of teenagers your age are doing it?”

“Of course! But I don’t want to become part of the statistics.”

“I see,” Miss Harding nodded, letting her big, round blue eyes travel all over Claire’s petite body before moving it across the room and met Todd’s gaze, “Didn’t you say Claire doesn’t enjoy foreplay, Todd, or was I mistaken?”

“No ma’am, you are not. Claire clams up whenever I try to slip my fingers down between her panties to play with her pussy,” Todd answered without any qualms.

“Why is that, Claire?” Miss Harding returned her attention back to the young woman before her, “Are you afraid of enjoying Todd’s caress over your nether region?”

Was it just her or did it suddenly get so damn hot in this room? Claire could feel her cheeks flushing as she listened to her boyfriend talk about sex so casually with their guidance\"

“I—I…I am not afraid, ma’am,” she denied, but the quiver in her voice betrayed her.

“Oh, but I think you are, Claire,” cooed Miss Harding then uncrossed her legs. “Do you want to see a demonstration, Claire?” she inquired with a slight quirk of her brow.

Claire had no idea what she was asking about. Her forehead creased to a frown and gave her counselor a blank stare.

Miss Harding’s grin broadens and she slowly stood up from her seat and reached behind her to unhook and unzip her skirt, letting the cream garment pool around her feet. Claire was treated to a view of a full grown woman’s shaved pussy. She was scandalized, of course, and she couldn’t help but dart quick glances at Todd who remained standing by the doorway, but she could tell that he was aroused by what Miss Harding just showed them.

“Miss Harding!” Claire exclaimed.

“Don’t fret, Claire, I know you have one like this too,” she grinned saucily, licking two fingers and rubbed it against her pussy lips. Turning her head to Todd’s direction, she asked him to come closer, which the senior quarterback did obligingly. He stopped right beside the busty blond his eyes fixed on the woman’s engaging pussy and waited for further instruction. “Now Todd, show Claire exactly what you’re going to do to her if she lets you play with her pussy.”

Todd licked his suddenly dry lips, a slow grin forming on the corners of his mouth. He looked at Claire who was frozen where she sat, watching her boyfriend and counselor play.

“Claire, if you let me touch your pussy like this,” his big hand cupped the blond teacher’s cunt, his middle finger disappeared slightly between the folds of her lower lips, earning a throaty moan from the woman who stood with her legs astride before the young woman they were teaching a lesson, “you will know only pleasure.” He promised and Claire watched as Todd’s middle finger leave the elder woman’s pussy lips then proceeded to rub it gently; up and down his fingers go on the moist cunt.

Miss Harding grabbed on to the side of her desk and on to Todd’s shoulder for support as he continued to caress her pussy. Her moans of ecstasy were muffled as she tried to keep it quiet in the office to avoid catching the attention of the other staff in the general office.

“And—and what else are you going to do, Todd?” asked Miss Harding, biting her lower lip as her hips bucked at his touch.

Todd met the elder woman’s gaze, a devilish grin plastered on his young, handsome face. He stopped his hand’s movement, his middle and index finger spreading her lips apart and his thumb found her aroused clit. Miss Harding gasped when he touched her sensitive flesh.

“What else, Miss Harding? You and Claire will just have to wait and see,” he promised, his thumb moving in slow circle over and over her clit.

Claire’s breathing became ragged. She was getting aroused by what she was watching. Miss Harding looked so damn flushed, the woman was so damn horny at this point!

“You’re a naughty boy, aren’t you Todd?” grinned Miss Harding.

“No ma’am,” he shook his head, his grin still evident. “I’m just horny and want some pussy right now. You won’t mind if I eat you, Miss Harding, do you?”

“You can do whatever you want with me, Todd, I am at your disposal as your guinea pig to show Claire what she’s been missing.” They both looked at Claire then and grinned when they saw her sitting back in her chair, one hand under her shirt while the other hand was under her skirt.

“I think our little show is getting someone hot and bothered,” teased Todd.

“I think so too,” agreed Miss Harding.

Claire felt her cheeks flush and was about to stop playing with herself, but Miss Harding stopped her then.

“No Claire, don’t be afraid. Just let yourself go,” she cajoled.

“Yeah, baby, I want to see you play with yourself while I play with Miss Harding,” urged Todd who was now undoing his pants and letting it pool around his ankles.

Claire’s eyes widen like saucers when he saw his cock stood in attention underneath his briefs. Damn, she knew she felt his hard-on pressed against hers one too many times during their making out sessions, but never had she seen how big his cock while it was creating a tent pole in his briefs!

Miss Harding followed Claire’s gaze and gasped when she saw Todd’s erection. “That’s a nice woody you got there, Todd,” she commented and without asking for his permission, Miss Harding slipped her hand between his briefs and fished out his manhood.

Todd gasped at the feel of the woman’s warm hand wrapped around his engorged dick. It had been a while since a member of the female species held his cock like this. Usually he was the one who did the honours of relieving himself whenever Claire chickened out of fucking him.

“Why thank you, Miss Harding, but this woody here often never finds release,” he said sadly.

“Awww, well today it will be different…won’t it?” She looked back at Claire, her eyes holding the young woman’s gaze.

“Uh…uh…y-yes,” Claire stammered, her eyes glued on Miss Harding’s hand on Todd’s cock. “Will—will I get to see you help Todd too?” she inquired.

“I was hoping both you and Miss Harding might help me out,” chuckled Todd.

“But we’re not going to rush her, right Todd?” reassured Miss Harding.

Todd met the elder woman’s gaze and grinned. “No ma’am, we’ll let Claire take her time and watch while I…” his voice trailed off and let his actions do the talking.

Taking Miss Harding by surprise, he lifted the woman off the floor and set her down on her desk, legs spread and pussy exposed to both him and Claire. Kneeling before her, Todd glanced over his shoulder and winked at Claire, “Watch and learn, sweetheart, because this is what I plan to do to you and your lovely pussy,” his voice was filled with such raw lust that made Claire gulp down hard.

Miss Harding braced her hands on either side of her, threw hear head back and let out a throat moan at the first touch of Todd’s tongue on her wet cunt. Claire licked her lips as she watched her boyfriend flick his tongue up and down the red, wet and juicy pussy. Todd started off slowly at first, his tongue moving up and down at a slow pace. Miss Harding’s breathing was starting to come out raggedly like hers.

Claire felt her panties were starting to cream with her own juices. Seeing as her two companions in the room were nearly naked, she got up from her seat and took off her skirt and panties. Todd was unaware of her movements, but Miss Harding wasn’t. She opened her eyes and met Claire’s before letting her gaze fall down on her seventeen year old trimmed pussy. Claire felt her whole body blush when Miss Harding licked her lips saucily and her eyes were fixed on her cunt.

“Come over here, Claire,” Miss Harding called her and motioned for her to stand on the side of her desk.

Claire did what she was asked to do and walked over to where she was told to go. She stood beside her teacher whose legs were spread wide and her boyfriend’s face buried between her delectable folds. She saw Todd’s tongue disappear inside the guidance counselor’s pussy then reappear; he did the motion slowly at first then picked up pace. Claire felt her own pussy tingling with unbidden desire at wanting to feel her boyfriend’s tongue doing exactly what he was doing to this woman on the desk right now.

Miss Harding saw what Claire was looking at and grinned. She looked back at the flushed face of the young woman standing beside her and asked, “Wanna know what it feels like to have someone’s tongue ramming your pussy like that?”

Claire nodded without taking her eyes off Todd.

“I think she’s ready, Todd,” whispered Miss Harding, one hand guiding Todd’s head away from her pussy and guided it to Claire’s moist crevice. “But be gentle with her, okay?” she whispered and watched as Todd knelt before his girlfriend, his face alight with glee at finally tasting Claire’s forbidden fruit.

“You won’t regret this, baby,” he promised Claire before sliding the tip of his tongue between her slit, parting her pussy lips gently.

Claire nearly melted on the spot at the touch of Todd’s lips on her cunt. She braced herself against the wall behind her and on the swivel chair on her side. Todd was soon lapping at her wet pussy, driving his tongue deeper and deeper inside her cunt while Miss Harding watched, still perched on the table with her legs spread and her shaved pussy glistening with her juices and Todd’s saliva. She had two fingers sliding in and out of her twat, imitating Todd’s tongue’s movements on her own twat.

Claire and Miss Harding’s gaze met, each woman grinning wickedly. Claire’s lips were slightly parted, panting and moaning as Todd drove her to the edge. Miss Harding left her post on the desk and stood before her young charges. Seizing Claire by the neck, she brought the young woman’s lips to hers, kissing her hard, their tongues doing a bit of a swordsplay.

Todd felt the counselor’s presence behind him and paused from ravishing Claire’s pussy with his tongue long enough to turn and replace Miss Harding’s fingers with his tongue. He guided Miss Harding’s wet fingers towards Claire’s waiting hole, letting the elder woman shove her sticky fingers slowly in to the virgin Claire’s pussy.

“So tight,” Miss Harding whispered against Claire’s lips, her fingers inching their way into her pussy.

Claire’s reply was a guttural moan, shoving her hips forward, wanting Miss Harding to finger-fuck her now. She’d never been this aroused before. Heck, she didn’t even think her first time with Todd would be a threesome with an older woman either!

Todd lapped at Miss Harding’s pussy, making loud, sucking sounds while Miss Harding’s fingers finally started easing in and out of Claire’s tight twat, her mouth clamped on the young woman’s, silencing her moans with a kiss. Todd was an expert at eating pussy and soon Miss Harding felt herself cumming, she knew Claire was close too; her pussy muscles were spasming, clenching her fingers tightly as she did so. Miss Harding waited for Claire to reach her peak; she wanted to cum with her. She quickened her fingers pace, not caring whether she was hurting Claire or not. She was hot and horny and ready to cum, and she wanted Claire to cum with her! Within seconds Claire pulled her mouth away from her kiss and let out a throat moan, drenching Miss Harding with her slick juices.

Miss Harding pulled her fingers from Claire’s twat and shoved them in her mouth, tasting her sweet nectar and helped bring her to a climactic orgasm in Todd’s mouth.

Both Claire and Miss Harding collapsed on the floor beside Todd, panting and satisfied. Todd fell on the floor, panting as well and hard as a rock still. He glanced at the two ladies on either side of him and grinned. His buddies who has had Miss Harding’s help was right: she was one hot fuck. And she was able to help loosen Claire a bit; too bad it wasn’t him who brought her to a climax, but tasting her pussy and making her wet with anticipation was enough…for now. There was still a matter of his pecker needing some release, but he’d let the two woman in the room with relax. Now that Claire was alright with foreplay, he’d be able to get her to give him a blowjob the next time they go out.

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More Lessons to Come... (in other words: TBC)