Gaby and the Tutor (Chap 2) - Sex Stories

Gaby and the Tutor (Chap 2)

Gaby – my little niece. By Fireengine8 (Foreword: A series of adventures with my preteen niece. If you are opposed to preteen sex; do not read) Gaby (Chap. 2) Gaby has a one-month anniversary. (Part I) My first weekend with Gaby was a totally unexpected blast when the little darling French kissed me to no end. She really loves working her soft lips against mine and slipping her tongue deep into my mouth. Before the weekend was over she kissed and licked my cock and sampled my cum. Her sexual awakening was a glorious thing and I gave her a real treat by bringing her to an earth shattering orgasm; more than once by the time Monday morning came. Life is good. The three following weekends were near copies of the first with a few adjustments; and today is weekend number four. Our one-month anniversary. During the past weeks, by the time I picked her up after school on Fridays, I could tell her sexual frustration was climbing like a monkey going up a tree. She wanted to kiss me when I picked her up and I nearly had to restrain her because she would never give me a chaste “Uncle” kiss. I imagined she would lip lock to me like an extra horny girlfriend right in front of the school. A promise to fix her little problem when we got to my apartment made her calm her jets until the door closed behind us. Then it was almost a race to see who could get naked and into my bed first. Afterwards we would laugh and giggle about it and promise not to be so crazy; except it never worked. Gaby ...

... would kiss me like crazy and I let her do most anything she wanted. Her latest thing was to pull the sheet over us and make the bed our very own ‘love cocoon’. With the light from the lamp giving us a rosy hue under the sheet, she explored nearly every inch of me with her lips and tongue. The other thing we changed was our Sunday afternoon routine. My sister Birgitte complained that Gaby was not doing so well in her math class, so Sunday afternoon became study period. When I talked to her teacher about it, she recommended private tutoring and gave me a list of names. After speaking with them on the phone, we chose a smart high school girl. I had looked at all the tutor’s FaceGirl pages and three things stood out about Miko. She was of Japanese background and probably had a serious work ethic handed down by a stern grandmother. Second, she had won a whole lot of scholarship awards and lastly, her picture showed a skinny, waif of a girl with big glasses on her tiny nose. I figured having her in my apartment would not be a temptation for me. Miko was interested in the job, but Sunday afternoon was a bit of a problem for her since it cut into her own study time. We negotiated a bit and she agreed she would try it for a weekend or two. Since I doubled her usual fee, I figured she had an incentive to spend three hours with us. Miko talked with Gaby’s teacher and found out what her weak areas and her homework assignments were. She told me she would be here promptly at 2:00 p.m. Before ...