Jenny's Tutor
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Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
27
Views:
18,539
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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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 6
©2010 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
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 6
As the lesson progressed, Joel learned he had his work cut out for him. She refused to be touched. She didn't know how to masturbate. She didn't want to voice the words "cunny" and "titties" and "poopy."
After forty minutes, with a few more categories needed to complete on her assessment sheet, Joel handed her a stuffed bear. "You see Jenny, Brenda's a little girl bear. Do you like Brenda's pretty titties, Jennie Darling?" She nodded. "Now Jenny, Joel has to touch your pretty little titties just one time today." She frowned. "I know you still don't like that. So I want you to touch Brenda's titties just the same way I touch yours. And I want Brenda to show me how Jennie feels about it." Jenny held Brenda in front of her, but allowed Joel to put his finger on her left nipple. She pointed to one of Brenda's pink tits and the bear shook all over, but Jennie stayed fairly still. Joel crossed to the other nipple and so did Jennie. Joel noticed the bear shook slightly less this time. "That was very good, Jennie. Now turn Brenda over. See, she has a poopy hole just like you. Joel has to touch your poopy just one time today so I want you to turn over. But you put your finger right there on Brenda's poopy so she can show me how you feel."
Joel pressed his finger on the seven-year old anus. The bear wriggled and squeaked, "No no no."
"Very good, Jenny." He noted on his pad that her anus was very tight. "Now you can turn over on your back again. Look, Jenny, Brenda has a cunny just like you." Jenny's mouth was agape. She knew what was coming. She wasn't born yesterday. "Spread Brenda's legs and put your finger on her cunny. That's it. Brenda was very good to spread her legs for you like that. Now you spread your legs for Joel." Reluctantly Jennie opened slightly. Joel touched her cunny with the tip of his finger. The bear screamed and Jennie jumped back away from him. Again he noted his pad.
Joel realized he had a lot of work to do. Jenny 's needs were greater than he'd anticipated. He knew he had to take baby steps. He decided on the three areas that needed to addressed first, her modesty about her nakedness, her dread of being touched, and her reluctance to use the vocabulary. "OK, Jenny, I'm going to give you two exercises to practice this week." He began writing them down on the first page of her exercise book and opened the door to the waiting room. "Oh good, your mommy is back. Mrs. Harkness, Jenny is all finished."
Elsie came in carrying a shopping bag from Paula's Pleasure Palace. Seeing her baby sitting there on the bed totally naked, she realized Jenny had already made significant progress. "Mrs. Harkness, I was just about to tell Jenny about her exercises for this week. I can explain her two exercises to both of you.
"First, I want you to choose a half hour every day. Maybe 4-4:30 or 6:30-7. It doesn't matter when, but it's important that it be the same half hour. I want you to set your PDA to alert you when the time has come so you don't forget. For that half hour, Jenny, you will take off all your clothes. And that means what, Jenny?"
"My undershirt and panties too."
"That's right."
Elsie asked, "Then what."
"That's all. She just takes off all your clothes, and goes about doing whatever she would normally do. Watching TV, or eating, or playing. It's important that you don't change her routine at all. Whether she's inside or outside, or visiting grandma, or a salesman comes to the door, or even if you're at the store shopping. If your PDA tells you it's time, then she must practice." He turned back to the little girl. "Jennie, we want to get used to showing people our pretty little titties and our pretty little cunny, don't we?" Jenny didn't respond.
Elsie asked, "What's the second exercise?"
"Well, when Jennie gets changed for bed, I want you,--no actually, Jenny should do this exercise with Mr. Harkness. Jenny, I want Daddy to put his finger on your two titties and I want you to say "Titties." Nice and loud. Then Daddy will put his finger on your poopy and you'll say,..."
"Poopy" she whispered.
"No, no, you have to shout it. Let me hear you."
"Poopy!"
"Much better. And finally, where will Daddy will put his finger?"
"On my cunny," she whispered.
"That's right, you are so smart. And what will you shout?"
"Cunny! "
"Mrs. Harkness, if Jenny practices every day, I'm sure she'll make wonderful progress in the weeks ahead."
"Oh, thank you, Joel. I'm sure she will." The girl stood up to retrieve her clothes. "Oh, I do have one question. I was reading the contract over this morning, and I was wondering about clause #3, about Jenny holding her instrument at the start of the lesson."
"Oh, yes, I'm glad you reminded me. I'd forgotten. Jenny, leave your clothes on the chair and get back on the bed please just another minute." Joel looked at his watch. "I think I have time to show you this. Now take your finger, Jenny, and put it in your cunny. No, don't just point to it. Put it in there. That's the way. When my students arrive for their lessons, they take off all their clothes and sit on the bed with their 'instruments in hand.' For the girls, that means their cunnies, and for the boys, of course, it means they hold their dickies. Those are the instruments we play with here. If I see you next week, Jenny, with your finger in your cunny, I know you're all ready for your..."
Suddenly, the door burst open and in ran a twelve-year old boy who quickly kicked off his sneakers and started pulling off his shirt. Jenny, startled, took her hands and tried to cover herself from this stranger. The lad's clothes flew everywhere, and when he was naked he jumped up on the bed beside Jenny, grabbed his penis and started wanking.
"This is Marcus. I told you he always likes to start his lesson promptly." Elsie smiled and nodded. Jenny quickly jumped off the bed and ran to her clothes as Marcus leered at her backside. The girl dressed as quickly as she could, grabbed her new yellow book and pulled her mother out the door.
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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 6
As the lesson progressed, Joel learned he had his work cut out for him. She refused to be touched. She didn't know how to masturbate. She didn't want to voice the words "cunny" and "titties" and "poopy."
After forty minutes, with a few more categories needed to complete on her assessment sheet, Joel handed her a stuffed bear. "You see Jenny, Brenda's a little girl bear. Do you like Brenda's pretty titties, Jennie Darling?" She nodded. "Now Jenny, Joel has to touch your pretty little titties just one time today." She frowned. "I know you still don't like that. So I want you to touch Brenda's titties just the same way I touch yours. And I want Brenda to show me how Jennie feels about it." Jenny held Brenda in front of her, but allowed Joel to put his finger on her left nipple. She pointed to one of Brenda's pink tits and the bear shook all over, but Jennie stayed fairly still. Joel crossed to the other nipple and so did Jennie. Joel noticed the bear shook slightly less this time. "That was very good, Jennie. Now turn Brenda over. See, she has a poopy hole just like you. Joel has to touch your poopy just one time today so I want you to turn over. But you put your finger right there on Brenda's poopy so she can show me how you feel."
Joel pressed his finger on the seven-year old anus. The bear wriggled and squeaked, "No no no."
"Very good, Jenny." He noted on his pad that her anus was very tight. "Now you can turn over on your back again. Look, Jenny, Brenda has a cunny just like you." Jenny's mouth was agape. She knew what was coming. She wasn't born yesterday. "Spread Brenda's legs and put your finger on her cunny. That's it. Brenda was very good to spread her legs for you like that. Now you spread your legs for Joel." Reluctantly Jennie opened slightly. Joel touched her cunny with the tip of his finger. The bear screamed and Jennie jumped back away from him. Again he noted his pad.
Joel realized he had a lot of work to do. Jenny 's needs were greater than he'd anticipated. He knew he had to take baby steps. He decided on the three areas that needed to addressed first, her modesty about her nakedness, her dread of being touched, and her reluctance to use the vocabulary. "OK, Jenny, I'm going to give you two exercises to practice this week." He began writing them down on the first page of her exercise book and opened the door to the waiting room. "Oh good, your mommy is back. Mrs. Harkness, Jenny is all finished."
Elsie came in carrying a shopping bag from Paula's Pleasure Palace. Seeing her baby sitting there on the bed totally naked, she realized Jenny had already made significant progress. "Mrs. Harkness, I was just about to tell Jenny about her exercises for this week. I can explain her two exercises to both of you.
"First, I want you to choose a half hour every day. Maybe 4-4:30 or 6:30-7. It doesn't matter when, but it's important that it be the same half hour. I want you to set your PDA to alert you when the time has come so you don't forget. For that half hour, Jenny, you will take off all your clothes. And that means what, Jenny?"
"My undershirt and panties too."
"That's right."
Elsie asked, "Then what."
"That's all. She just takes off all your clothes, and goes about doing whatever she would normally do. Watching TV, or eating, or playing. It's important that you don't change her routine at all. Whether she's inside or outside, or visiting grandma, or a salesman comes to the door, or even if you're at the store shopping. If your PDA tells you it's time, then she must practice." He turned back to the little girl. "Jennie, we want to get used to showing people our pretty little titties and our pretty little cunny, don't we?" Jenny didn't respond.
Elsie asked, "What's the second exercise?"
"Well, when Jennie gets changed for bed, I want you,--no actually, Jenny should do this exercise with Mr. Harkness. Jenny, I want Daddy to put his finger on your two titties and I want you to say "Titties." Nice and loud. Then Daddy will put his finger on your poopy and you'll say,..."
"Poopy" she whispered.
"No, no, you have to shout it. Let me hear you."
"Poopy!"
"Much better. And finally, where will Daddy will put his finger?"
"On my cunny," she whispered.
"That's right, you are so smart. And what will you shout?"
"Cunny! "
"Mrs. Harkness, if Jenny practices every day, I'm sure she'll make wonderful progress in the weeks ahead."
"Oh, thank you, Joel. I'm sure she will." The girl stood up to retrieve her clothes. "Oh, I do have one question. I was reading the contract over this morning, and I was wondering about clause #3, about Jenny holding her instrument at the start of the lesson."
"Oh, yes, I'm glad you reminded me. I'd forgotten. Jenny, leave your clothes on the chair and get back on the bed please just another minute." Joel looked at his watch. "I think I have time to show you this. Now take your finger, Jenny, and put it in your cunny. No, don't just point to it. Put it in there. That's the way. When my students arrive for their lessons, they take off all their clothes and sit on the bed with their 'instruments in hand.' For the girls, that means their cunnies, and for the boys, of course, it means they hold their dickies. Those are the instruments we play with here. If I see you next week, Jenny, with your finger in your cunny, I know you're all ready for your..."
Suddenly, the door burst open and in ran a twelve-year old boy who quickly kicked off his sneakers and started pulling off his shirt. Jenny, startled, took her hands and tried to cover herself from this stranger. The lad's clothes flew everywhere, and when he was naked he jumped up on the bed beside Jenny, grabbed his penis and started wanking.
"This is Marcus. I told you he always likes to start his lesson promptly." Elsie smiled and nodded. Jenny quickly jumped off the bed and ran to her clothes as Marcus leered at her backside. The girl dressed as quickly as she could, grabbed her new yellow book and pulled her mother out the door.
.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.