Next Day at School
Mike was leaving his English class when all of a sudden Emelie came running up to him with a big grin on her face.
"I gotta an A on my math quiz!" she shrieked, placing her arms around him and then whispering in his ear, "I texted that great news home, and my mom says I can come over today after school to study some more. Little does she know what we will be studying other than math though . . . does she?" The horny girl moved her hands from behind his back down to his tight muscular ass and pulled him closer, making his rising cock rub up against her.
"No she doesn't, but I do," he whispered back. "We just got to keep going over the math a lot, so that you not only can get more A's but also maybe get into Advanced math next year. That would make them very happy." Suddenly his English teacher placed his hand in between the two huggers and warned them about public affection. Emelie giggled and headed back to class, looking back and seeing his stiff shaft that she knew she had just gotten hard.
"Meet me by my bus," said Mike down the hallway, adjusting his full erection so that it was not so noticeable in the hallway. One more hour to go he thought as he sprinted to class. An hour and a half later, the bus pulled up in front of Mike's house and the couple got off. Emelie pretended to keep walking toward her house, but after a few minutes, she doubled back. He had already opened up the back door and taken a couple of Cokes out of the refrigerator.
"Let me visit the bathroom and we can start the next chapter," she said placing her backpack on the table. He watched her pleaded school uniform skirt swish back and forth as she headed down the hallway. While waiting, he sharpened a couple of pencils, and when she returned they were ready to start. What he didn't know was that she had slipped off both her panties and bra, while she was peeing and washing up . . . making sure to use a washcloth and soap on her bare pussy which she was hoping would be excited continually after the study session.
"What time will your dad be here?" he asked, looking across at her. She wondered whether he had noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, but his gaze was strictly on her blue eyes, which was exciting as well.
"Around 5:30 or so . . . depending upon traffic. So let's get started." Mike took out his cell phone and with the build the stand, let the time display as he placed it on the end of the table. It was 3:00 now so they could probably work on math for an hour and a half, and he would then work on her, for the final hour (lol). He had gotten a copy of her math book from his teacher and had prepared a short set of quizzes pertaining to what she was studying. They worked hard but by 4:20 she had taken in enough tutoring for one day.
"Today's naughty session is about to start . . . and it is all about ME today," she giggled. "Move your chair over next to mine Michael," Emelie asked as she was providing him with his first instruction. As he was following her request, she turned away from him and unbuttoned the top two buttons on her white school blouse.
"Now . . . kiss me as you mean it," she requested. In all their time together, they had never really participated much in the basics, and Mike gladly turned sideways, placed his hands on her shoulder, and gently placed his lips on hers. For both of them, there was an instant rush of excitement, and it did not take long for Michael's tongue to travel into her mouth and soon their tongues were wiggling urgently against each other.
After a few minutes of pure exhilaration, the aroused boy felt Emelie's hand on his jeans, as she began to rub small circles up his leg. Mike could not believe her boldness and elected to drop his hand down from her shoulder towards the front of her blouse. As he felt the young vixen begin to gently fondle the area over his stiff cock, he continued to insert his tongue into her mouth (much like a cock) with more voracity . . . and the palm of his hand soon sensed her stiff nipple underneath as he began to softly caress her breast.
