Teenage Temptations - Sex Stories

Teenage Temptations

... you’re a private tutor. I didn’t think the rules were the same?” “Actually. You’re my first student.” “Oh! I didn’t know that.” “Yes.” When you say rules?” “Even though we’re sixteen. I mean, age of consent and all that, Zahra and Izzy say it’s not allowed with our tutors. But I’m not sure it applies to private tutors.” I was attempting to respond appropriately, when Emily began fiddling with the top button of her shirt. Her leg was still bent and to be honest I was struggling. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t stand up without revealing my tent and yet even in my current position it was uncomfortable. Nothing helped. I wanted to block it out, but I couldn’t. Resisting random thoughts was one thing, but when the source of one’s arousal was 25 inches away, it was a different matter. I must have flinched or something or done something, because Emily was on to me straight away. She put down her mug and looked over the table, straight down to my crotch. “Have you got a hard-on, Steve?!” “No!” “You have, haven’t you!” “Look we better get back to your studies.” “No, this is more interesting!” “Look, Emily…” My student stood up, ignoring my protestations and leaned against me, her thighs pressed against my legs and her hand on the back of my chair, so that her knuckles were touching my back. I could smell her sweet, faint perfume, which was like a mixture of strawberries and rose petals. “I’m going to take my panties off now, Steve. Don’t let me down will you.” My cock was now ready to ...

... burst from my pants. I was so hard, I ached for release. I knew that would only happen when either Emily left or I satisfied her crazy, schoolgirl desires. “If it makes any difference, I’ll ride you, if you like,” she said. “So it’s like I’m taking the initiative.” I looked up at her from my seated position, as she bent slightly, putting her hands up her skirt. This was followed by her wriggling out of her knickers and I watched helplessly, as she removed the tiny white tangle of white cotton. She eased herself between me and the table and proceeded to unbutton her shirt. She was barely inches from my face, as my hands wandered up the back of her smooth legs and came to rest on the crease below her plump ass cheeks. She opened her shirt, to reveal a simple white bra, which was covering medium-sized breasts, judging by the modest mounds of cleavage. Time seemed to stop as my heart pounded, and I heard the faint snick of bra catches being undone, as my hands cupped her amazingly soft round bum cheeks. My cock twitched as my fingers dabbled along the cleft of her bum and my hands kneaded her butt. I was now in serious discomfort from the pressure on my cock and decided I needed to give my cock some space. I continued to caress her ass with one hand, while unzipping my trousers, which at least released the immediate problem. I had the relative looseness of my thin cotton trunks now the only thing between my cock and her pussy, as she began to lower herself onto me. My heart was ...