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“Go to school or get a job”. That was the rule. Just finishing my first year at the local JC and with no particular career direction, I decided to take a break. And given I was still living with my parents, that meant finding employment…

The thought of flipping burgers at a fast food joint just didn’t appeal to me, so I drove around town looking for something different. Passing one of the small strip malls in town, I spotted a local sex shop with a ‘Help Wanted’ sign. The shop had been open for about a year. It was one of those new upscale places that catered to suburban adults looking to spice up their lives. “Ah! Now that sounds interesting!” Driving up to the front I grabbed my phone and dialed the number. To my surprise, an interview was setup that afternoon at the donut shop just across from the store.

A bit later I was sitting face to face with the owner over coffee he had purchased for us. “Now, this is not just a self-serve type of operation. We try to understand the products and the customer’s needs and match them up perfectly. We don’t get in their way, but we’re always ready to help”, he said as he sipped from his cup. Although there weren’t a lot of questions, he must have liked me and before we finished our coffees, I had the job. “Now, be there Monday morning. The store manager will get you setup” and with a handshake, I was employed.

This was exciting! All those horny people coming in and shopping for fun things to spice up their sex lives. Maybe I’d even help some fine little cutie and show her ‘how to use the merchandise.’ In truth though I never actually visited the store and had no idea about anything inside. Maybe a little research was in order before starting…

The week seemed to whip by and I found myself scrambling on Monday morning to get ready. I’d overslept and was already late. Rushing to the store and finding it open and ready for business, I quickly walked in and looked for my new boss. Behind the counter was a familiar face. It was Twyla.

Twyla and I went to high school together. She was an honors graduate, in fact, top of our class. She was definitely brilliant and looked the part of an uber-geek. She was tall, lanky and a bit awkward. That’s not to say she wasn’t attractive. She had dark wavy hair that was always tied in ponytails giving a clear view of her pretty dark eyes, sweet face and soft puffy lips. She also had an ass I just couldn’t keep my eyes off. But her best asset was her big round boobs. She didn’t dress particularly sexy but always had some type of top that exposed the deep cleavage between them. Rumor has it that some poor freshman came in his pants in the middle of the library, just by staring at them while being tutored by her.

“You’re late” she said without looking up. “Uh, yeah I’m sorry. Won’t happen again…Are you the manager?” walking towards the counter. “I am” finally looking up at me. “You’ve got stock duty, here…” and handed me a paper full of scribbled notes. “Go to the toy section and follow the instructions on this” with a completely disinterested look on her face. I took the paper and headed in the direction she was pointing.

It took a moment to adjust my thoughts as I walked into the back. I’d seen online pictures but this was the first time seeing this stuff up close and for real. I’m pretty open-minded but the huge rubber dildos with big studs and sexy girls on the covers gave me a bit of a hot flash. Looking down at the list, I tried to find the first product I was supposed to work on…

A beeping sound came from the front door as it opened. From the back of the store I could see a young, professional looking couple walk in. They had a bit of an apprehensive look as they walked to the counter where Twyla was standing.

“How can I help you today” Twyla said, with a pleasant voice I’d never heard from her before. “W-we’re looking for something to liven things up a bit” the women responded. Her husband seemed to hang back trying to take in his surroundings and kept silent. “Well, let’s start over here” Twyla said, as she guided them to the message oil and feather ticklers section. Raising up a bit, I watched silently as the three of them walked to the front of the store.

Twyla began describing the details of various items in the section. Suddenly the woman touched Twyla’s arm and winced her nose at her. As if saying “Yea, that’s not really what we had in mind.” Picking up on the woman’s expression Twyla guided them back to the section I was working in. “Here, let me show you some of our more adventurous items.” “Do you have any specific interests?” Twyla inquired now standing just a few feet from me. I kept my face towards the dildo rack with my ears wide open. “W-we want to know what’s it’s like to have more than one partner without really cheating.” “Ah! I think we can help you with that.” Twyla said as she reached for an eight-inch realistic looking display dildo. “Now, this is fun if you want something a little more authentic”, holding the dildo out to the woman for her to take a closer look. The husband, standing right behind the woman gazed silently down at the big rubber dong. “Some people like oral fun while having regular sex” Twyla said in a calm, educating voice. “This one is particularly popular for people trying to deep throat for the first time.” The woman seemed intently interested “Really, why is that?” “Well, the head is a bit smaller with a smooth thinner shaft” Twyla instructed. I glanced up at Twyla. “Well how does that work?” the woman asked, still intently listening to Twyla’s guidance. “Well, you need to clear your throat. It helps if you stick out your tongue a little.” Twyla opened her mouth and let her flat tongue rest on her bottom lip, mimicking her description. Then proceeded to guide the dildo up to her face until it was about an inch away from her open mouth.

I think the site of Twyla simulating the act of swallowing that big rubber cock was more than the husband could stand. His eyes were wide, fixed on the rubber cock close to her open lips. He tripped backwards and almost took out a rack of butt plugs. The woman seemed totally fascinated, grabbing a packaged version of the demo. “What else do you have?”

Twyla must have spent an hour with the couple. Describing the various toys, vibrators and dildos. It seemed like every item she described they picked up for purchase. It took all three of them to carry everything to the front register. “Hey” I heard her shout back at me. “Get me the big bags”.

I brought a handful of the oversized bags to the front, opened one and began loading the items in. The husband just stood silently with an ear-to-ear grin. I could only imagine what was running through his mind about the wild fun they were going to have that night. I started to smile a little too.

The couple headed towards the door. Twyla watched them go with a pleasant smile, satisfied with her sale. I had a shit-eating grin on my face as they exited. “Now listen…” turning back to face Twyla, her finger now pointing straight at my nose. “You’re not going last around here if you’re gonna run around with dildos in your hands, a stupid smile on your face and a bulge in your pants.” I hadn’t noticed but watching the couple purchase all these kinky items got me hard. “You’re gonna need some education. Come by my house this evening and we’re gonna learn and study how these things operate. You got that?”

I nodded and sulked back to the toy area. She didn’t speak or even acknowledge me for the rest of the day. And I stayed clear of any area she guided the customers to. I felt horrible. Clearly she was not happy. I could only imagine her scolding me over a bunch of textbooks, making sure I understood and memorized every clinical part of a vagina. On the other hand, she was great to look at. Maybe the idea of discussing sex toys with Twyla wouldn’t be such a bad thing. Geez, I sure hope I don’t wind up like that freshman.

My first day was over. I walked over to Twyla to check in and see if I could go. Still not looking at me, she grabbed one of the business cards from the counter and scribbled on it quickly then handed it to me. “Here… Be at my place in two hours and do me a favor, don’t be late.” I took the card and left silently.

Arriving 15 minutes early just to make sure the situation wouldn’t get worse, I knocked on the door of the address Twyla gave. The door opened a moment later. Twyla was standing at the entrance in a little white bathrobe drying her hair with a towel. “Come in” she said, in a softer more relaxed tone. I guess she had calmed down a bit since my screw up earlier that day. Without saying a word I stepped in, closed the door and followed behind her. Watching those long legs and tight little bottom shimmy just under that bathrobe made my cock stir a little. “Shit, this was going to be harder than I thought” pondering the demise of that poor freshman again.

Twyla passed a room setup as a huge library. Thinking for sure this is where we would spend the next few hours, I started walking in, figuring she would get dressed and come back. “Where do you think you’re going?” looking back at me. “Uh…isn’t this where we’ll study?” “No, I have a better place.” and proceeded to walk further down the hall and up some stairs. I followed along not knowing what was going to happen next.

Twyla guided me to an upstairs room and walked in. It seemed sparsely furnished, just a king size bed and vanity setup. There was a sliding closet just across from the vanity. “Sit here” pointing to the vanity chair that faced the bed. She then strolled over to the closet and slid open the door, and with her legs straight, bent at the waist down to the floor to retrieve something from the closet…

My eyes followed up her legs to her now fully exposed bottom. The firm round cheeks of her ass parted slightly, showing me the little folds of her pussy pressed tightly together, capped off with a tight little pucker just above it. I could feel my cock swell, staring intently at her backside. Bending back up, she seemed oblivious to the little show she had just given me. In both arms she held a large cardboard box. Walking over to the bed, she held out the box and turned it upside down, dumping out the entire contents.

I looked down. On the bed was at a large pile of sex toys, now strewn out over the blanket. Dildos, vibrators, plugs, nipple clamps, you name it. She even had some bondage gear like cuffs and blindfolds. My mind raced as I tried to recall all the brands I worked with earlier, figuring I was going to get quizzed. Without a word or even looking at me, Twyla dropped her bathrobe, exposing her completely naked body. “Ok, you’re going to sit, watch and pay attention” looking over at me as she crawled to the center of the bed. “Sh-should I take off my pants?” still reeling from the site of her amazing body. “You can do whatever you like but your going to sit there and pay attention.” I stood up and quickly undid my pants. Once past the band of my underwear my hard cock sprung to attention, now totally exposed and ready. Twyla seemed completely disinterested in what I was doing, instead rummaging around the bed looking for something specific. “Ah!” she said, reaching for the nipple clamps.

Kneeling on the bed in front of me, I now had a clear view of her big round tits and slightly open folds of her pussy. She didn’t seem to care that I was staring at her. With fingers from both hands, she started pinching her nipples, waking them up until they were both firm and hard. Then carefully clamped one nipple then the other with the nipple clamps, the silver chain that connected them swung freely between her big round tits. She grabbed the chain and gave it a little tug, forcing her nipples to stretch. A little “mmm” escaped her lips. She looked over at me sitting on the vanity chair, stroking my hard cock slowly as I gazed at her. “Oh, no.” shaking her finger at me “You watch. This ain’t no jack off session. I’m not cleaning your cum off my carpet.” she ordered, then pointed to the vanity. “In the drawer is some lube. Get it out. “ I reached over and opened the drawer. There were several bottles to choose from. Turning my focus back to her sweet exposed pussy and clamped tits, a randomly grabbed one and tossed it on the bed in front of her.

Reaching over she grabbed one of the dildos off to the side and held it in front of me. “What’s this?” she said with a smirk. “Uh…isn’t it the Jelly Intruder plug”. “Very good now where do we put this one?” Giving it a little shake. “In your sweet round ass” came out of my mouth. Not even realizing the compliment I added with it. She giggled. “That’s right! It goes in my sweet-round-assss…”

Twyla opened the lube and put a big glob on the head of the thin jelly cock. She then reached around with both hands, one to part her cheeks, the other to slip the intruder into the tight little backdoor. Her eyes closed, and with a look of concentration, began slipping it into her back passage. I looked down through her legs. Just behind her open pussy I saw the pink jelly intruder begin to disappear. With a smooth even stroke she got the whole thing in, leaving just the flanged base exposed. A whispered “Aaaa” escaped her lips, as if finally feeling the caress of a long time lover. She kept one hand flat against the base of the intruder and began giving it short, quick shoves, each time fully bottoming the intruder out in her ass. Then with the other hand reached for the chain straddling her tits and started short little tugs in sync with her other hand. My cock was straining for attention. Watching her tease herself with the short little tugs and thrusts. Looking down between her legs I noticed a little shininess between the folds of her pussy. I just wanted to jump her and plant my cock deep in that neglected opening. But knowing all too well that might be the end of my short career at the store, stayed planted in the little chair just staring at the amazing site of Twyla teasing herself to excitement.

After several moments of this, her mouth opened. I could hear her breathing getting a bit elevated. She suddenly stopped her motions, freeing both hands from their respective posts and began looking for another toy. She grabbed what she was looking for and held it in front of me. “Now, what’s this?” again testing me. “Isn’t that the Rabbit?” I said, not quite sure if the answer was right. “Very good! Looks like you catch on quick” she said with a little smirk. Then with both hands holding the base of the toy, trailed it down her flat tummy and in between her open legs. She didn’t turn the vibrator on, just slowly rubbed the bumpy texture on her exposed clit. Her hips seemed to move a little to the strokes of her hand. Then aiming the tip up at her entrance, slowly glided into her wet hole. As the toy went in deeper, the little extended arm with its V shaped fingers lined up perfectly with her clit, gently scissoring it in between. She then turned it on to the first speed.

I had taken a closer look at one of these at the store earlier. Knowing that in addition to vibrating, the head spun and swirled at the tip. I could only imagine this thing moving in various motions deep inside her pussy, searching for the best pleasure spots to stroke. Twyla clicked to the next setting and the little V pressed on her clit started to flutter across the top, moving her clit left and right with a rapid gentle motion. Her breathing started to increase more and with her two hands still planted to the base, started to dig the toy deeper in and out of her cunt. Her hips started to grind forward against the shaft of the toy trying to take it in deeper. The whole scene of her ecstatic motions made my cock throb hard, wanting some much needed attention. I remained still and just continued to watch.

I don’t recall what the third setting did but when she pressed it, her hips started to grind harder and she let out a pleading “Oooooo”. Panting now and fully humping her hips down on the bed, “Come here and grab the chain” she said in a soft commanding voice. Eyes now half glazed looking into mine. I reached up and gave it a gentle tug, causing both nipples to stretch a bit, causing them to become rigid again. “Again, again…keep doing it”. With regular steady motion I tugged on the chain, just enough to lift her tits a little off her chest. The motion caused her to move with more force and she started to grunt and whimper with each thrust of the toy. Suddenly, she stopped. And with an angry look she pulled the Rabbit out and threw it across the room. Then grabbed my shirt and pulled me onto the bed…

She shoved the pile of toys off to the side and pointed to the empty spot she just created. “Here...lay flat…with your head there…” pointing to the top of the bed. All I could do was go along with it. I desperately hoped and prayed my cock was going to get some attention. A laid flat and looked up as a leg crossed over the top of my head. A moment later, my face was five inches from Twyla’s wet open pussy…

At this point I should level with you…

I’m not only new to sex shops, I’m kinda new to sex. Oh, I had my hand down the pants of a girl here and there, sucked a few nipples. But I still haven’t had the chance to go ‘all they way’. This is the first time I’ve gotten this close to a pussy ever! And it was amazing! She wasn’t shaven but only had a sparse little tuft of pubic fur at the top of her slit. Her outer lips glistened as if they perspired from the workout with the toy. The inner lips were parted slightly, giving me just a peek into the deeper canal. There was thick milky clear liquid trapped within the folds. At the top was her clit, just protruding from the lips. It was swollen and pink from the rubbing of the little V of the Rabbit. I couldn’t help myself. Not waiting for the next order I instinctively pressed my lips around her clit and gently began stroking it with my tongue. Twyla made no protest or correction and just eased herself back until my head was flat on the bed again. And ground down a little on my tongue.

She tasted sweet and the shinny fluid allowed my tongue slide around freely. I could feel the hard little nub of her clit. It was noticeably harder than the soft folds around it, like a tiny little hard girl cock. I slide my tongue along the top and into the protected folds, forcing them back, exposing as much of the clit as possible then continued to circle around it with my tongue. I could feel Twyla’s hips start to move against my face. “You need your next lesson,” she said with a panting whisper. “God I hope it involved my cock” thinking to myself, knowing full well it was pointed right at Twyla’s face. “I need to be filled. Find me a the right toy and put it in.” I blindly started to shuffle my hands around the bed looking for one of the many toys that surrounded us. I felt a long hard object and grabbed for it, then reluctantly pushed on the pad of an ass cheek to move her forward…

Bringing the mystery dildo up in front of my face, I immediately recognized it as the Paris. It wasn’t overly large but had big wavy bumps leading up to the head that curved to a smooth point. I’d read about G-spot stimulation and knew this was what the bent point was for. I hoped I made the right choice…

Bringing the bumpy vibe up to her wet folds with the curved point facing down. I angled it a bit so the point was straight with her opening. As it slid in I curved it back to a straight position then slid further, watching her lips swallow bump after bump as it slid deeper. It bottomed out leaving about an inch for me to hold. I then slowly pulled it out until about three inches remained in side of her, then pressed it forward a bit…

I moved the toy in small little circles hoping the little point would find its target. I could see her juices flow a little around the edge of the shaft. “Oh…yessss” Twyla whispered in a sultry tone and started gyrating her hips to my movements. Her pink clit was still fully exposed and just within reach. I grabbed her hip and pulled her to my face, turning my head so I could continue licking that hard little nub, still keeping up the circular motions of the dildo. Twyla’s hips moved a more. I could feel the toy against the side of my cheek as I gently tickled the tip of her clit with the point of my tongue. Her juices started to run down the side of my face. “I think you might just get an A for this session” she panted and started to pick up speed with her hips.

The top of her body lowered and I could feel the little chain rub against my stomach, reaching down with my free hand, I grabbed it and gave it a tug. Twyla gasped. Lowering herself more, I felt her lips touch the head of my cock. Sliding slowly down, I felt the flat of her tongue along the top, gently stroking the head and then down the shaft as she took more of me in her mouth. Going deeper, I felt a tightness around the head. Twyla pressed her tongue forward, extending it just passed her lower lip, and I began sliding into her throat…

My heart was pounding out of shear adrenaline. The butterflies in my stomach felt like a free-fall hill on a rollercoaster. No other person had given me this much pleasure ever. She didn’t back off. With her lips firmly planted at the base of my cock, she started these slow one-inch movements. Like she was giving me time to feel everything. I could feel her lips locking at the base of my shaft, the pressure changing as she adjusted them to get me deeper. Her mouth was wet and her soft tongue messaged the top of my shaft as she wiggled it forward. Her throat seemed to tighten around the head a bit more.

My mind shot back our first customers earlier that day and Twyla’s ‘little demo’ with the dildo. I wondered if I’d find one on the bed somewhere.

I can only describe what I began feeling while in Twyla’s throat as passion rage. I wanted this girl to cum hard on my face. I didn’t care what I had to do to get her there. She could have pissed in my mouth and it wouldn’t have stopped me. Her little pink clit was calling and I was going to give it everything it needed. I pressed my lips firmly around the base and sucked in just a little then began rapidly lapping my tongue at the top. Still moving the vibrator in slow circles, I reached back with my thumb, and twisted the cap to ‘on’. I felt the vibrations against my cheek as I kept up the slow circular motions. Twyla’s hips started to move again in appreciation. She laid her chest flat on my waist and wrapped her arms around my legs, and increased her motions by bobbing her head up and down. Uncontrollably my hips started moving to meet the downward motions of her mouth. I could feel her chin bump my groin as I bottomed out in her throat.

Increasing the circular motions with the vibrator, knowing I had found that secret spot, I opened my lips and pressed the flat of my tongue on Twyla’s clit, letting her rub against it at her own pace. Her hips started rotating more and she arched her back, pressing harder on my tongue. She was now pumping my cock in full strokes with her mouth. I could feel her lips go from just behind the head down to the base of my shaft with increasing motion. Every time she would bottom out, I felt the tightness of her throat on the head. I was not going to last long but I just couldn’t blow without sending her over the edge first. I started moving my tongue in the opposite direction of her hips, increasing the friction and motion across her clit. Suddenly she arched her back and pressed her pussy hard against my face, pinning my head. The vibrator was wedged against my cheek, juices now running down the shaft and over my face. I kept up the motion of my tongue even though there was little room to move. I felt her legs shake a little and a loud moan came from her mouth, still planted firmly around my cock.

She began cumming hard. Her whole body spasm’d involuntarily. With her own passion rage she slammed her face flat against me, taking as much of my cock in her throat as possible. Being this close to Twyla wracked in the middle of orgasm, I didn’t feel the need to hold back anymore. I let the swell of my own orgasm take over and I released…

I could feel the head of my cock swell and blow a jet of cum down her throat. A little cough stopped Twyla’s wail but she didn’t stop shaking and seemed more determined to get me deeper. A second burst and I could feel a strange messaging on the head of my cock. Twyla was swallowing my cum…

I don’t really know how long this went on. Coming to my senses and off my orgasmic bliss, Twyla’s cunt still pressed flat against my face. She stopped shaking but still had my cock embedded in her throat. All I wanted to do was lap up ever drop of her juice. I turned off the vibrator and slid it out, then replaced it with my tongue.

I felt Twyla rise off my expended cock. As it dropped out of her mouth she gasped for air. I could feel the thick saliva from her throat drool out and on to my mid section. She laid the side of her face on top of my wet cock, totally spent.

Several weeks had passed and with a few more ‘tutoring’ sessions I had become very competent at the store. One particular day the owner decided to stop in. Twyla and I were at the front counter, he was standing just behind us. The front door opened and a woman walked in. It was the woman from my first day. “Excuse me but are you the owner” looking back between the two of us. The owner turned around to face the woman, “Why yes, is there something I can help you with?” “Well, I just want to tell how great your sales staff are. They were patient, helpful and had answers to all my questions.” gesturing to Twyla and I. The owner, now standing between us, put a hand on each of our shoulders “Glad to hear. In this store we take our customers needs seriously and make sure we know everything about the products we sell”. I turned to look at Twyla and our eye’s met. She gave me a little knowing wink. She was the best teacher I ever had.

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Introduction: Emma is failing her chemistry class, so she must be tutored. But she gets tutored in more ways than one. Emma stared at her mid-term grade, long and hard. An F, she thought, How am I suppose to graduate with an F in chemistry? She glanced at her teacher. Mr. Wood, who had just finished passing out everyones mid-term grades. Well class, Id like to tell you all that I am proud of you and youre all passing but that is not the case. Mr. Woods gaze flickering over Emma for a slight...

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18 Year Old Seduces Her Tutor

Roger Boyer was a 20 year old junior in the Engineering School of the local college. He still lived at home and commuted to school. He was paying his own way through school and he had just started tutoring high school students in math. Being and engineering student he was very proficient with math. He was a swimmer and had swum for the high school team but now he did it just to stay fit. Roger was also a runner and his 6'2" 190 pound frame was well toned. Between college work and tutoring he...

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Girlfriend 2 Private Tutor

It was my first year of college, and I was single and ripe for the taking. Unfortunately, freshmen weren't considered a "precious commodity" on the dating scene. Needless to say, I was feeling pretty lonely during my first week of classes.My last class of the week was a course on secondary education. My major was still "undeclared," but one of my interests was teaching, and I knew I didn't want to deal with younger c***dren, so teaching at a high school seemed like the way to go.The first class...

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Mike the tutor

The phone rang. “Hello.” “Hi mike this is mom.” “Oh hey mom what’s up?” “I need a big favor form you. You sisters friend Kristin is falling way behind in her math class. Since you are so good at math I was hoping you could help her.” Not wanting to sound too eager. “You can’t find any one but me? What about Mrs. Cross the lady that helped missy” “She moved a few weeks ago and she was the only math tutor in town. The reason I thought of you was so you could make some extra money on...

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Victorias Tutor

Victoria sat on the sofa, her embroidery in her hand. The needle, however, remained unmoving, lodged in the fabric. She thought back angrily to her meeting last night with her guardian. It was absolutely the last straw. Her life had changed unrecognizably in the last six months. She had been so happy when her parents had been alive. That had all ended when they had both been drowned in a boating accident. Suddenly at the age of 20 she found herself, with no rights, awarded as a ward of court to...

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My Tutor

My summer was off to a great start. I had just landed a new job in the computer field in an up and coming company. My prospects had never looks so good. I would be going to Germany in the next few months to live, perhaps for the several years.I hadn’t really spoken any German for a couple of years, not since I had been there in the Air Force, so my comprehension was less than desirable. So I pitched to my new employer that a refresher course would be an asset for them as well as myself.With...

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The Math Tutor

The Math Tutor By Margaret Jeanette Sherry Mentzel was distraught. The math teacher had talked to her and told her she flunking math. She just couldn't understand the equations. She was at wit's end on how to get it. She knew she needed help but where to get it? She was one of the prettiest girls in school and never had any problems in any of her other classes. She had struggled in math classes before but always managed to bring her grades up. She knew however that this time she...

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Teasing my tutor

I was in my last year at college. Although I was studying history and politics, it was English that I was focused on really. I wanted to get three A levels to take to uni, but I was determined to get an A in English. I had already surprised my tutors by scoring 50 out of 50 in my spelling test at the induction. No one had ever got 100 percent before! I was so proud of myself. I must admit, I had to think twice about ‘separate.’ I had this urge to put three Es in there but a little voice told me...

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Teasing my tutor

I was in my last year at college. Although I was studying history and politics, it was English that I was focused on really. I wanted to get three A levels to take to uni, but I was determined to get an A in English. I had already surprised my tutors by scoring 50 out of 50 in my spelling test at the induction. No one had ever got 100 percent before! I was so proud of myself. I must admit, I had to think twice about ‘separate.’ I had this urge to put three Es in there but a little voice told me...

Straight Sex
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After School Sex Tutor

After School Sex TutorThis happened many years ago and it remains to this day the most memorable sexual experience of my life. I was just sixteen years old and living with my mother and younger brother in a South American country of my parent’s birth for one year. I was miserable, separated from my friends, going to an all boys prep school, and still a virgin. I spent the first 8 months trying to get laid without any luck; with girls my own age, older girls, I even went looking for hookers...

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Algebra Tutor

Tommy Grayson was 23, 6’2′ tall, weighed 210, had dark blonde hair clipped close in a USMC style and he was undoubtedly the best quarterback the college had seen in 15 years. Everyone said he had it made in the shade with his full-ride scholarship and having rich parents didn’t hurt either. Tommy was one of the few students that didn’t need a part-time job because he got his spending money from his mother. Not a fortune, but certainly enough to drink a little on the weekends and to eat well the...

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The Tutor

"Hey Stevenson!" Called out the booming voice of Roger Craig, the Captain of the Football Team. "Heads up!" Scott Stevenson looked up to see a spinning football hurling through the air, heading right for him. Dropping his books, the sandy haired teenager attempted to catch the pigskin. Only to fall flat on his face while running for it. Then to add injury to insult, the ball hit him in the head as he lay there. "I told you Rog," said Bill Mathews as he picked up the ball off the grass....

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The Private Tutor

I was utterly dumbfounded and shattered when the Headmaster, having pulled me out of my class in the middle of the morning session told me that a complaint had been made by the parents of a student, that I had raped their fifteen year old daughter the previous afternoon after school hours in a deserted class room. She had apparently arrived home from school in a distressed state, and after examination at the local hospital the fact that she had been raped was quickly confirmed. The Headmaster...

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The private Tutor

I was utterly dumbfounded and shattered when the Headmaster, having pulled me out of my class in the middle of the morning session told me that a complaint had been made by the parents of a student, that I had raped their fifteen year old daughter the previous afternoon after school hours in a deserted class room. She had apparently arrived home from school in a distressed state, and after examination at the local hospital the fact that she had been raped was quickly confirmed. The Headmaster...

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My Algebra Tutor

It was late January, the day after my 19th birthday. The temperature outside was freezing, around 28 degrees. As I smoked my cigarette outside Wallace Hall. I looked up and saw this tall gorgeous man, about 6’3 walking towards me. As he walked by me towards the entry doors I smiled and said hi. I didn’t give him another thought until I saw him come back out, this time he asked for a cigarette. I handed him one, and lit another for me. I was so cold but I was determined to talk to this hunky...

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My Algebra Tutor

It was late January, the day after my 19th birthday. The temperature outside was freezing, around 28 degrees. As I smoked my cigarette outside Wallace Hall. I looked up and saw this tall gorgeous man, about 6'3 walking towards me. As he walked by me towards the entry doors I smiled and said hi. I didn’t give him another thought until I saw him come back out, this time he asked for a cigarette. I handed him one, and lit another for me. I was so cold but I was determined to talk to this hunky...

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Paying My Tutor

Paying My Tutor When I entered the sixth grade I was the oldest girl, having failed twice before. I had repeated the third grade and the fifth grade. So now I was fourteen years old. Everyone else in my class was twelve years old…every single one of them. My tits were bigger than the other girl’s tits were, my periods were quite regular, and my mother allowed me to wear makeup to school. I was much taller, heavier, and more voluptuous too. My figure equaled those of our teachers....

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My daughters tutor

My name is Roxanne, I'm 39, and I have a daughter named Sofie. She is in college and 20. We're both dark brunettes, and people even mistake us for sisters at times. Her dad divorced me and moved roughly 2,000 miles away. Anyway, she has a rather cute tutor named Amber. Well, I think she is really cute. When I was in college, I experimented with a couple women, but I never considered myself a lesbian or bi-sexual though. Amber is blonde, and she definitely proves that not all blondes are dumb....

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The Tutor

The Tutor: finished 'Who’s he?' I asked 'That’s 'she' to you Lamar. Jacqueline Haier, 21 years, a college student at NY University, works part-time at Enterprise corp., she was recommended to us by other player’s who were flunking out. She’s very good at what she does and in no time you'll be back in the team Lamar...' 'Damn coach how can they just pull me out, I’m the best you got.' I said frustratingly throwing my arms around 'I know Lamar, but if you do real good. You’ll be back in no time....

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Math Tutor

I recently decided to go to college after having been out of school for 25 years. I was sick of my dead end job and it seemed that the only way out was to have a degree in anything. So I enrolled and for the most part, everything went smooth except for my math. I need to know algebra to earn my degree, but I had not had an algebra class since I was 13 and I failed it back then. While at an old friends house the subject of school came up. Sheryl asked me how things were going, and I told her...

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My Tutor

I have a tutor for school. Not that I'm failing school but my parents want to make sure I don't fail. So my tutor is an Asian milf. She comes from Malaysia and is so fuckable, huge tits, married but a flat ass. Initially I didn't want to fuck her but I eventually that changed on one night...

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Spanked by My Piano Tutor

I was spanked by my piano tutor once. She was a middle-aged housewife type. Overall, a very sweet lady, but as I found out she could be quite vicious when she was angry. I think she felt that a spanking was justified because I went to a Catholic school that still used paddling. If my teachers could do it, why not my piano tutor as well? Ha. You’d think that the threat of spanking would have motivated me to practice, and I guess it usually did, but I could be awfully lazy sometimes too. I was...

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sexy tutor

Valerie was a porn movie stereotype, but she didn't know it. Quiet and studious, she wore glasses and always had her permed black hair back in a ponytail. When I asked if she ever dressed up, she said, "I don't have time to go out."I usually walked her back to her dorm after our calculus class. "You're such a gentleman," she told me in her soft Southern accent. If only she knew the thoughts I had about her. I wanted to reach under those loose t-shirts and grab her firm breasts, take off those...

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Fucked By My Daughters Tutor

Hi to all the readers of indiansexstories.com. Being a lady, I am a little hesitant in sharing my story but I think I should let you all know what has happened with me. It’s a long story, so this is the first part of my story. My name is Miss Rina Oberoi, age 42 years, height 5.2” and my vital stats are 36-30-36. I am a widow and my husband has left quite a good legacy to take care of myself and my lovely daughter Sonia. Sonia is my only daughter. She has reached the age of 20 but due to her...

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Night Tutor

During college, I tutored high school students for a few extra dollars. The subject I always excelled in was math, for some reason, it just came easy to me. It all started by accident really.A couple summers before I had worked with a small construction company who needed a "grunt" while building a customhouse. The owner of the company, Robert, was a real nice guy and we became good friends. I continued to work for him every break I had from school and helped him build his own 3 story Victorian...

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The College Coed Who Needed A Tutor

I was ecstatic when I learned I had secured a job as an adjunct professor at a local community college. Almost immediately, some of my professional consulting friends warned me about the plethora of young ladies willing to do just about anything to score a good grade. I dismissed their warnings as jealousy, especially since I was a consummate professional and very happily married. I under-estimated the warnings. The very first day of class, I scanned the forty-three fresh young faces sitting in...

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The Tutor

It was the second semester of my senior year. Everything was going well except my grade in math was close to failing. I was worried because I knew I wasn’t going to do well on my final. My mom decided to enroll me in afternoon tutoring sessions. I was only excited because that means I could drive to school in my new car I got for my 18th birthday. And it didn’t hurt that my tutor was a hunk. He wasn’t my actual teacher he was a Assistant Teacher. A college senior trying to get a feel for how a...

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The Tutor

It was the second semester of my senior year. Everything was going well except my grade in math was close to failing. I was worried because I knew I wasn't going to do well on my final. My mom  decided to enroll me in afternoon tutoring sessions. I was only excited because that means I could drive to school in my new car I got for my 18th birthday. And it didn't hurt that my tutor was a hunk. He wasn't my actual teacher he was a Assistant Teacher. A college senior trying to get a feel for how a...

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The Tutor

The Tutor       Jack sat in the back of class, lost in a daze as usual. He thought, ‘The professor really should make her lectures more interesting.’ Maybe then her would pay attention in class. As class dismissed and students began to file out of the lecture hall someone grabbed his arm and stopped him. It was the professor, and she didn’t look very happy. She motioned for him to sit down in one of the chair on the front row so she could speak with him. Jack sat down and began to...

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The Tutor

Anna and Laura are both hopeless cases when it comes to studying.Boys, clothes, and clubbing play a much bigger part in their lives than their school work. Their teacher, a well meaning soul called Mrs Clarke, despairs of them and knowing that they have more intelligence than they get credit for, has found them a tutor to help them get through their exams."Ernest?!" Proclaims Laura as they make their way to his house one warm Saturday morning. "Who is called Ernest these days?""He must be an...

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Strict Tutor

The afternoon began with the two of us entering my old university library. We walked hand in hand, without a word, though I distinctly remember catching your eye and smiling at you, squeezing your hand as I did so. I was dressed in dark dress shoes, black suit pants and a black collared shirt, sleeves rolled up, my tattoos contrasting with my professional demeanour. You were wearing a grey cardigan, buttoned up, over a white blouse and a red and black tartan skirt, slightly shorter than would...

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The Tutor

The Tutor By Amy Carlisle (c)2002 No thunder. And no lightning. It was a good start. Yes, I know, it rarely storms indoors, let alone in an endocrinologist's waiting room, but after all these years, the simple everydayness of this visit was something entirely unexpected. At first too nervous to notice my surroundings, one hour and forty minutes of waiting made me intimately familiar with every untidy nook and cranny of this house of healing. I had already browsed the...

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The MessengerChapter 2 The Tutor

As I’ve said, I never saw that girl again, nor did I see any other one like her, nothing ever reminded me of her when my father took me with him on his visits to the Bey, but of course I did not need to be reminded, and I did not need to be at the Bey’s palace to think of her, I thought of her all the time. To the Bey, obviously, she had just been an idea, a fancy, something to be tried out once, to be savored for a moment, to be dismissed, to be followed by the next idea, the next fancy, and...

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The Reluctant Kissing Tutor

My name is Sandra Wolchinowski. I know that is a hard name to pronounce so right up front I will tell you that most of my friends call me Sandy W. That is because my best friend is a girl called Sandy Simpson and I guess it can be confusing sometimes. My parents are both second generation Polish Americans and they like to speak Polish at home when they don't want me or my brother to understand what they are saying. I never had any interest in learning it because it was hard enough just to...

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My new math tutor

I got my results. Again I failed in mathematics. I got disappointed. I went to the headmaster’s room. She suggested me to get a private tutor. I told her that I knew no one. He told me that she knew someone who might help me. She told me that her elder daughter had just finished her college. Teaching me might give her some experience. So she asked me to come to her house on Sunday.   I went to her house. I rang the door bell and a beautiful lady opened the door. She was wearing a...

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My daughters tutor

My name is Roxanne, I’m 39, and I have a daughter named Sofie. She is in college and 20. We’re both dark brunettes, and people even mistake us for sisters at times. Her dad divorced me and moved roughly 2,000 miles away. Anyway, she has a rather cute tutor named Amber. Well, I think she is really cute. When I was in college, I experimented with a couple women, but I never considered myself a lesbian or bi-sexual though. Amber is blonde, and she definitely proves that not all blondes are dumb....

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A french tutor

I was taking a French class back in college with was 20 years ago. The instructor said that I was in jeopardy of failing his class. I was going to fail because I was not interested. We had a f****y gathering and my aunt Peg and Uncle Red were there. Aunt Peg was not really my aunt. My aunt was early thirties and my uncle was in middle fifties. She was the rebound from by first aunt. You could say that she was my uncle’s trophy wife. Everytime I saw her, I thought I would a piece of that trophy....

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Tutor

The first time I sucked a cock was when I was forty eight. I’d always been drawn to men, but because of society's attitude towards homosexuals and my strong religious background I suppress the urges. I kept telling myself that it was just a passing phase and that if I ignored it, it would go away. I was a volunteer tutor with the college athletic program. To keep them eligible for sports I helped both young men and women with their studies. Over all the years that I volunteered there was never...

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My Sexual Tutor

My mind reeled from the power of the sensation flooding my body as my beautiful mother's head descended lower and lower down my tummy. With one hand she gathered my skirt up, exposing my white cotton panties to the light. She tickled her nails lightly along the inside of my thigh, watching my expression with hungry eyes. Then, down she went as she pulled the soft cloth way off to the side, the moistness along the opening of my puss cool in the breeze from the ceiling fan in her home office. Her...

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from sitter to tutor

hello fellow writers, readers I would like to share yet another story with you in hope's that you will enjoy and have great pleasure when reading like you have in previous ones.another situation that occurred with Shelley...yes you guessed it the same Shelley as my babysitter when i was a young boy whom later became my girlfriend but that is another totally different story.besides being a great babysitter and beautiful she is a math tutor..which was not my strong subject so she would help me...

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A french tutor

I was taking a French class back in college with was 20 years ago. The instructor said that I was in jeopardy of failing his class. I was going to fail because I was not interested. We had a family gathering and my aunt Peg and Uncle Red were there. Aunt Peg was not really my aunt. My aunt was early thirties and my uncle was in middle fifties. She was the rebound from by first aunt. You could say that she was my uncle's trophy wife. Everytime I saw her, I thought I would a piece of that...

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My new math tutor

I got my results. Again I failed in mathematics. I got disappointed. I went to the headmaster’s room. She suggested me to get a private tutor. I told her that I knew no one. He told me that she knew someone who might help me. She told me that her elder daughter had just finished her college. Teaching me might give her some experience. So she asked me to come to her house on Sunday.   I went to her house. I rang the door bell and a beautiful lady opened the door. She was wearing a...

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My Tutor

My first time with another girl I had to stay over her house one night after a late study session she was my tutor Jan, She was 24, I was in HS. It was too late for a pick up or her to take me home. All I had on was my denim mini, a midriff top and no panties (blush). Jan gave me a t shirt to sleep in she told me to put it on while she showered. I did but it came all the way up to my belly button and my lil peach fuzz area was totally Xposed. So I hopped in her bed to cover myself. Jan came out...

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Tutoring

...Alley stroked his hard member, and watched it harden even more... Mr. Roberts' groans encouraged her to further explore. One hand was stroking, while the other hand really was exploring, near his sac. Upon reaching his balls, she felt his hand push her long hair behind her ear then lift her chin so he could see her face. Alley," he gasped. "Alley... I... I... " BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! She slammed her hand down on the annoying alarm clock, shutting it off, and cursed it in her head. He was...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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