Jenny's Tutor
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
27
Views:
18,555
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction about sex between adults and minors, aged 6-17. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 22
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As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
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Chapter 22
"So, then what happened on Saturday, Jenny?" Joel was getting a play-by-play recounting of Jenny's week, as she sat on his bed playing her 'instrument.'
"Oh, Marcus was so nice to me. I thought boys were supposed to be messy, but his room was real neat. He showed me all his stuff. He still has the necklace I gave him. It was fun playing in his bed instead of mine for a change. And when I sucked his dicky that time, he really made a lot of milk for me to drink. More than when we done it in my bed."
"How are Mr. and Mrs. Spencer? I haven't seen them in a long time."
"Oh, they are so nice. But of course they would be wouldn't they? Because Marcus is so nice. His Mom made brownies for us, hmmm, they was soooooo good. And his Dad he helped me practice my exercise this week. He didn't have to do that, but he said he didn't mind, and he told me I done it good. But you know what, Joel? Don't tell him this if you see him, but I like Marcus's milk better than his Daddy's. I like it better than my own Daddy's too. I didn't get to taste your milk last week cause you sprayed it on my face, remember? hehe. And later Mr. Spencer told me all about when Marcus was starting his lessons. I sat on his lap and he fingered my cunny while we looked at all of Marcus's exercise books. He's a real nice man. I hope I go to Marcus' house again soon."
An hour later, the tutor heard Marcus's account of the same day. "It was fuckin awful, Joel. I wish we'd gone to Jenny's house instead. Her parents know how to behave. They leave us alone. My folks kept butting in and ruining everything! Jenny was so excited about going up to my bedroom, but Mom made her eat all those fuckin brownies. Jenny was real sweet about it though, told Mom they was the best brownies she ever ate, but I knew what she really wanted to eat. And then Dad, he was the fuckin worst! He made her sit there and listen to all these stories that she didn't want to hear, and his hands was groping her everywhere and his fingers were going in everything, and he kept kissing her, and she was being real nice to him and pretending she didn't mind, so he never got the hint that she really wanted to be alone with me, and he wouldn't stop until he made her suck his fuckin cock. I felt so fuckin bad for her. I hope she never comes to my house again."
"What did you do when you finally got her away from him."
"Oh, Joel, she is so fuckin nice. She's perfect. The way she runs her fingers through my hair when I'm licking and sucking her pretty little titties. The way she wiggles around when I got my finger inside her. She didn't wiggle like that for Dad, you know. The way she giggles when I kiss her feet. The soft moaning sound she makes when we French Kiss. And then you know, the blow job. Like she's the best. And, Joel, I had lots of girls blow my 'instrument,' well, you know that." He nodded. "But none of them done it like she does. Her pretty little eyes the way they look up at me like I'm some sort of god or something. You taught her real good, Joel. And you taught me good too, cause I been holding back, Joel, making it last longer, and Jenny likes that. It gives her more time to eat my meat. What did you teach her this week, Joel? She looked kinda sheepish when she left."
"Analingus."
"Rimming? Oh Sweet!! That's going be a lot of fun for us. Joel, I hope you cleaned your old sorry ass real good. I don't want her licking some dirty shit hole."
"We talked about cleanliness, Marcus. She's going to make sure you wash your ass real well before she licks it. That goes for all the other people too. Her parents, the Gundersons, Mr. Hines." Marcus couldn't bear to think about his little angel planting her face in so many big butts, especially Hines's hiney. But of course he knew she was always good about practicing her exercises.
"I gave her another exercise too, Marcus. I'm telling all my students the same thing this week. You know Thursday is Thanksgiving. I want you to write a list of all the things you're thankful for, Marcus, and why."
"Shit, that's easy. Jenny will be right at the top of the list. I gots a hundred reasons I'm thankful for her. And you too, Joel, you'll be on the list." Joel smiled at the brown nosing. "And all my friends, even Nelson. And..."
"Don't you think your mom and dad should be on the list, also?"
"Huh?" Marcus figured he had a whole week. By then he should be able think of some reason to be grateful for those two interfering adults who shared his house.
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As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 22
"So, then what happened on Saturday, Jenny?" Joel was getting a play-by-play recounting of Jenny's week, as she sat on his bed playing her 'instrument.'
"Oh, Marcus was so nice to me. I thought boys were supposed to be messy, but his room was real neat. He showed me all his stuff. He still has the necklace I gave him. It was fun playing in his bed instead of mine for a change. And when I sucked his dicky that time, he really made a lot of milk for me to drink. More than when we done it in my bed."
"How are Mr. and Mrs. Spencer? I haven't seen them in a long time."
"Oh, they are so nice. But of course they would be wouldn't they? Because Marcus is so nice. His Mom made brownies for us, hmmm, they was soooooo good. And his Dad he helped me practice my exercise this week. He didn't have to do that, but he said he didn't mind, and he told me I done it good. But you know what, Joel? Don't tell him this if you see him, but I like Marcus's milk better than his Daddy's. I like it better than my own Daddy's too. I didn't get to taste your milk last week cause you sprayed it on my face, remember? hehe. And later Mr. Spencer told me all about when Marcus was starting his lessons. I sat on his lap and he fingered my cunny while we looked at all of Marcus's exercise books. He's a real nice man. I hope I go to Marcus' house again soon."
An hour later, the tutor heard Marcus's account of the same day. "It was fuckin awful, Joel. I wish we'd gone to Jenny's house instead. Her parents know how to behave. They leave us alone. My folks kept butting in and ruining everything! Jenny was so excited about going up to my bedroom, but Mom made her eat all those fuckin brownies. Jenny was real sweet about it though, told Mom they was the best brownies she ever ate, but I knew what she really wanted to eat. And then Dad, he was the fuckin worst! He made her sit there and listen to all these stories that she didn't want to hear, and his hands was groping her everywhere and his fingers were going in everything, and he kept kissing her, and she was being real nice to him and pretending she didn't mind, so he never got the hint that she really wanted to be alone with me, and he wouldn't stop until he made her suck his fuckin cock. I felt so fuckin bad for her. I hope she never comes to my house again."
"What did you do when you finally got her away from him."
"Oh, Joel, she is so fuckin nice. She's perfect. The way she runs her fingers through my hair when I'm licking and sucking her pretty little titties. The way she wiggles around when I got my finger inside her. She didn't wiggle like that for Dad, you know. The way she giggles when I kiss her feet. The soft moaning sound she makes when we French Kiss. And then you know, the blow job. Like she's the best. And, Joel, I had lots of girls blow my 'instrument,' well, you know that." He nodded. "But none of them done it like she does. Her pretty little eyes the way they look up at me like I'm some sort of god or something. You taught her real good, Joel. And you taught me good too, cause I been holding back, Joel, making it last longer, and Jenny likes that. It gives her more time to eat my meat. What did you teach her this week, Joel? She looked kinda sheepish when she left."
"Analingus."
"Rimming? Oh Sweet!! That's going be a lot of fun for us. Joel, I hope you cleaned your old sorry ass real good. I don't want her licking some dirty shit hole."
"We talked about cleanliness, Marcus. She's going to make sure you wash your ass real well before she licks it. That goes for all the other people too. Her parents, the Gundersons, Mr. Hines." Marcus couldn't bear to think about his little angel planting her face in so many big butts, especially Hines's hiney. But of course he knew she was always good about practicing her exercises.
"I gave her another exercise too, Marcus. I'm telling all my students the same thing this week. You know Thursday is Thanksgiving. I want you to write a list of all the things you're thankful for, Marcus, and why."
"Shit, that's easy. Jenny will be right at the top of the list. I gots a hundred reasons I'm thankful for her. And you too, Joel, you'll be on the list." Joel smiled at the brown nosing. "And all my friends, even Nelson. And..."
"Don't you think your mom and dad should be on the list, also?"
"Huh?" Marcus figured he had a whole week. By then he should be able think of some reason to be grateful for those two interfering adults who shared his house.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.