Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Amanda Lynn

Jessica sat on the edge of her bed in her pretty dress, staring at the small yellow piece of paper that she held in her hand, reading the words for the millionth time.

“Hope to see you at the dance…” she said softly to no one.

Jessica had been on the fence as to whether or not she would go to the dance. That was, until she had seen the note. Now she was convinced that she should go. But what should she expect to happen? Ms. Lessel would be there as a chaperone, no doubt. But then what? It’s not like they could dance together. Was she reading more into this than there actually was?

She sighed. Jessica’s stomach was a jumble of nerves, had been since she got the note. She’d picked at her supper, only eating a few bites. That had almost ruined the evening when her mother decided maybe she was coming down with something and ought to stay home. Jessica quickly reassured her mother that she was just excited about going to the dance, and that she was fine. As proof, she forced herself to eat most of what was left on her plate.

After supper, Jessica went upstairs to shower and get dressed. Standing under steamy hot water had helped her relax, and the shower wand had made her come. Back in her room, she’d slipped on a pair of lacy panties and a matching bra. The dance had a semi-formal dress code, so she chose a pink, short-sleeved dress that was snug at the waist and flared out to fall just above the knee. Once she had finished her face and hair, she had slipped on the dress and a pair of matching shoes with heels. Satisfied with her appearance, she had sat on her bed and picked up the note again.

“Jess, honey.” She heard her father calling from the bottom of the stairs. “Are you ready? It is time to go.”

“Coming, Dad,” she called as she headed out of her room.

When they pulled up to the front of the school, Jessica could see lots of other students, all dressed in their finery. Some of them were milling about outside while others were making their way through the front door.

“Thanks, Dad,” she said leaning over and giving him a peck on the cheek. “See you at ten?”

“I’ll be here. You have a good time, Princess, and behave yourself. I’m too young to be a grandfather,” he teased.

She rolled her eyes. “Oh, Dad.”

With that, she unbuckled her seatbelt and was out the door. Inside the school, she made her way to the gymnasium, now the makeshift ballroom. Standing at the entrance to the gym, Jessica saw Ms. Lessel and two other teachers greeting people as they went by. Jill was wearing a pale blue, sleeveless dress that hung just below the knee, and low heels on her feet. She also wore a string of pearls with matching earrings. Damn, she was gorgeous. Jessica smiled as she approached.

“Why, Jessica, you look absolutely beautiful tonight,” Jill said, offering her hand.

“Thank you,” Jessica croaked as she took her hand. “You look… very lovely too.” She finished, not sure what adjective would be appropriate in this situation. She wanted to tell her she was fucking hot but knew better.

When Jill gently pulled her hand back, Jessica realized she had probably held it for just a breath too long. She smiled at the beautiful woman again and headed into the gym.

Whatever committee had volunteered to decorate had done a marvelous job. Streamers and balloons were hanging from the ceiling and walls, covering up the pennants that boasted of the athletic prowess of the school’s various sports teams. A large mirrored ball hung from the ceiling, reflecting the colored spotlights that shone from around the stage where a DJ had set up his gear on the floor in front. On the stage, a band was setting up their gear for the live entertainment portion of the evening. The long walls of the gym were lined with chairs and at the back were tables covered with various non-alcoholic beverages and trays of finger foods including veggies and dip and assorted sandwiches.

Ten minutes after the scheduled start time, the DJ stopped the soft music that had been playing, and the three chaperone teachers took the stage. After they welcomed everyone and thanked the volunteers, they reiterated the ground rules of the evening and then wished everyone a good time.

And with that, the DJ cranked the volume and began to play. At first, people broke off into little cliques and chatted until the DJ played a popular song, then the dance floor filled. Jessica mingled, circling around the room, chatting with friends from school.

She was also keeping an eye on Ms. Lessel, wondering what, if anything, was going to happen. Jessica would catch sight of her every now and then as she and the other teachers wandered around as if they were prison guards. They were looking for the usual things: hidden flasks of booze, students sneaking into the bathrooms for a smoke, legal or otherwise. Maybe even a couple of young lovers getting all sweaty in a hidden corner.

After an hour or so, she convinced herself she had taken the meaning of the note the wrong way and that nothing was going to happen after all. A little disappointed, Jessica decided that she wasn’t going to let that stop her from enjoying the rest of the evening with her peers. She danced. Sometimes by herself, sometimes with a girl or group of girls, and she even took pity on a couple of the shy boys who looked so forlorn and asked them to dance. She smiled when one of the boys let his hand slide onto her ass, knowing that that was probably the only action he had ever seen. She let the hand stay there for a couple of seconds, then kindly reminded him where her waist was.

With all the dancing, she’d become thirsty and had consumed lots of punch. Mother Nature was now reminding her of just how much she had drunk. Jessica excused herself from the group of girls she was talking with and headed out of the gym to the girls’ room across the hall.

Jessica picked a stall and took care of business. Finished, she went to the sink to wash her hands. With her attention on her sudsy hands, she didn’t see the figure move up behind her. She did feel it though. A body leaned up against her ass pushing her into the counter. Jessica yelped and looked up at a spot on the wall where a mirror used to hang. Fear shot through her, and she tried to turn. The weight of the person behind her held her in place. A mouth was by her ear. Warm breath touched her skin.

“Room two-forty-two. In ten minutes.” The voice was low and sultry.

The fear quickly left Jessica and was replaced by excitement. She didn’t have to see the woman who had just spoken to her. She knew the voice instantly. Stunned and overcome by what was happening, by the time she realized the pressure on her ass was gone, the woman had already left the washroom.

Jessica looked at her watch and waited for the next ten minutes to tick away. The butterflies had once again taken flight in her stomach. What was going to happen? Were they going to talk? Did Ms. Lessel want to kiss her maybe? She ran through all the scenarios she could think of. Finally, the time was up, and Jessica took a deep breath and left the bathroom. Nervously she looked around, then headed down the hall.

The school, as seen from the air, looked like a large capital I. The gym, offices, and the cafeteria were located at the center of the I. Her destination was at the far end of the junior wing, at the bottom of the I and around the corner. Jessica headed down the darkened hallway. Dim security lights helped guide her way. As she passed the classrooms she saw that their doors were closed, their interiors black. If it weren’t for the possibility of acting out her fantasies, this trek would have scared the crap out of her. A teenage girl, all alone in a darkened school, psycho killer lurking around the corner… Jessica shook her head. Stop it! she scolded herself.

Rounding the corner, she saw room 242. The door was ajar and the soft glow of light spilled into the hall. Jessica slowly pushed the door open and stepped inside. This room hadn’t been used for a while. The desks were stacked off to one side, and the walls were void of any sort of teaching materials. The teacher’s desk sat at the back of the room, and a single fluorescent light in the ceiling flickered above it. Standing behind the desk, Ms. Lessel scribbled something on a piece of paper. When she finished, she looked up at Jessica and smiled sweetly.

“Close the door and lock it, sweetheart,” Jill said. She straightened and moved to the front of the desk, leaning against it.

Jessica’s heart was pounding in her chest, and her palms were sweaty. She did as she was asked and closed the door, then turned the deadbolt. She noticed that, unlike most of the other classrooms, this door didn’t have a window. Jessica turned back toward her teacher but didn’t move. Is she going to seduce me? Are we going to have sex? Maybe she’ll rape me! No, don’t be so stupid. She wouldn’t do that.

“Come here, sweetheart,” said Jill. Her voice was soft and comforting and so inviting.

Swallowing, Jessica made her way across the room, stopping an arm’s length away. Jill took a step toward her. She slowly stroked Jessica’s cheek with the back of her hand. Jessica moaned softly at the touch.

“Miss Lessel… I never…”

“Jill. Please call me Jill outside the classroom.”

“Jill, I don’t know what to do,” Jessica said nervously.

“It’s okay. But first I need to know what you think is going to happen?”

Jessica paused, not sure of the meaning of the question. “Pardon?” she said, looking into Jill’s eyes.

“What do you think is going to happen?”

“I… I thought you wanted to, maybe… um… make love?” she said shyly. Jessica was confused. What was Jill doing? Playing some sort of a game with her?

“Is that what you want?”

Jessica felt the heat rise in her face. Maybe she had made a mistake. She didn’t speak, just nodded her head.

“I need to hear you say it, sweetie.”

“I want to.”

“Want to what?” Jill’s tone never changed. Always calm and low and sexy.

Jessica hesitated, nervous about her answer. “I want to make love with you,” Jessica replied, her voice trembling.

She heard Jill release the breath she was holding. The woman moved closer and placed a hand on each of Jessica’s shoulders. Turning her, Jill guided her back until her ass bumped against the desk. Then Jill leaned in and kissed her. Her lips were soft and gentle, and they ghosted across hers for just a moment.

“Jess, I have been attracted to you ever since we met,” Jill began. “I tried to ignore it, but the more I saw you, the more I wanted you. I watched you during my classes, and I was fairly certain that you were interested in me too. But I needed to know for sure.”

Jessica didn’t move. Didn’t speak. She had to process what she’d just heard. Ms. Lessel, Jill, wanted her too! This was a fairy tale, a dream come true. She looked up at her teacher and smiled brightly. A tear ran down her cheek.

“I am Jill. Interested. Very much,” she finally said.

And with that Jill pulled her in close and their mouths met. Jessica was on fire. The thrill and excitement of finally kissing this beautiful woman washed over. She trembled, and her arousal flowed anew. Her arms wrapped around Jill and she savored the texture and taste of her lips. The fragrance of her perfume filled her nostrils. She shuddered as Jill gave a soft moan into her mouth and followed it with a sweep of her tongue.

It was Jessica’s turn to moan. Her tongue darted out in search of Jill’s. When they touched, they rolled together for a moment, then Jill brought her lips together and sucked on Jessica’s tongue. Letting go, she took the girl’s bottom lip into her mouth and sucked it, her teeth gently scraping across it.

They were both breathing hard, their hands roaming each other’s backs, when Jill broke the kiss. She looked into Jessica’s eyes and smiled at her.

“We don’t have a lot of time, and there is something I really want to do. Do you trust me, Jess?”

“Yes.”

With that, Jill reached down under the hem of Jessica’s dress and brought her hand up, cupping the girl’s sex. Jessica gasped. No one had touched her there since she was old enough to wash herself.

“My god, Jess. You’re soaked.”

Jessica smiled meekly as she felt her face blush. Then Jill dropped to her knees and pushed the pretty pink dress up to Jessica’s waist.

“Hold this for me.”

Jessica gathered up the material and held it, leaning over a little to watch Jill as best she could. She felt Jill’s hands on her hips and then the sensation of her panties being pulled down. Soon they were off and lay on the floor beside her.

“Spread your legs a bit, baby. Let me look at you,” Jill whispered seductively.

Again, Jessica did as she was asked. She felt two hands running along her thighs and a soft kiss being placed on her labia. Jessica jerked and gasped. Oh my god, she’s going to eat me, Jessica thought. She was beyond excited at this point, beyond happy. This woman, the one that she had fallen head over heels for, was about to go down on her. Her heart was pounding so hard she feared it might explode.

Jessica held the material of her dress with one hand while with the other she grasped the edge of the desk. She felt her lips being parted, then Jill’s warm mouth engulfing her clit. Jess moaned and twitched. Ribbons of fire and electricity shot through her from head to toe to clit. She couldn’t help but buck and squirm as Jill’s tongue and lips played between her thighs. Jill’s hands were holding her hips. Soon it was getting to be too much. Jessica could feel her orgasm just out of reach. Then Jill’s tongue moved to her entrance and plunged in deep, and that was all it took to send her careening over the edge.

“Oh, oh, fuck yes!” the girl whimpered as she came hard in her teacher’s mouth. Jessica shook and twitched and stiffened. She had to let go of her dress and grab the desk to keep from falling. Her knees were threatening to give out. Jill’s mouth was still on her pussy, sucking at her entrance and licking up any of the juices she’d missed.

Finally, Jill moved out from underneath Jessica’s dress, stood and took the teenager into her arms. They kissed, and Jessica could taste herself on Jill’s lips.

“That was the best come I think I’ve ever had,” Jessica said with a satisfied sigh.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it as much as I did giving it to you,” Jill smiled. “Now we need to get back.”

Jill reached for the piece of paper she had been writing on when Jessica arrived and pushed it into her hand.

“What’s this?” Jess asked, trying to read it in the dim light.

“My home address. I was hoping you might want to come over tomorrow so we could get to know each other better, without having to worry about the time or someone seeing us.”

Jessica beamed. Jill wanted to spend the day together. With more sex, no doubt.

“Okay. I would really like that,” Jessica said.

When Jill pulled away to smooth out her clothes, Jessica reached down for her panties. But she never got close as Jill snatched them away and brought them to her face. She sniffed deeply and sighed.

“Nope. These are mine now,” she said with a naughty grin.

Jessica stared at her wide-eyed and then giggled. She would have to spend the rest of the dance and the car ride home with her father without anything on under her dress.

The two walked to the door, and Jill unlocked it. She peeked into the hall then left the room with Jessica right behind her. Jill then looked around the corner, down the long hall toward the gym. Seeing it was clear, she motioned for Jessica to go.

“It’s safe. Go quickly. I’ll follow in a couple of minutes,” Jill instructed.

After a quick kiss on the cheek, Jessica headed down the hall as fast as she dared with the high heels she was wearing. As she neared the gym, she ducked into the girls’ room to check her face and clothes. Satisfied with her appearance, she looked at her watch — and was surprised to find it was ten minutes to ten. Her father would soon be there to pick her up.

“Crap, time flies when your history teacher is going down on you,” Jessica said under her breath, then chuckled. Leaving the bathroom, she headed out the front door of the school to wait for her ride home.

*****

Saturday morning and Jessica was up early. When she had arrived home the night before, she had given her mom a story of dancing and having fun with her friends. Then she took a shower, went to bed and thought about Jill, masturbating to another pleasant orgasm before falling into a deep sleep.

By 9:30, she was dressed, had her breakfast and was heading toward the door. Her mother questioned where she was going at this hour, and Jessica explained that she was riding her bike to the school to help the committee clean up the gym from the dance the night before. Of course, this was an outright lie and Jessica did feel a bit guilty about it. But she couldn’t very well tell her mom that she was going to her teacher’s house for some steamy hot lesbian sex!

It was still early spring, and the morning air was crisp. Jessica didn’t mind though. The anticipation of what lay ahead created enough heat of its own to keep her warm on the ride to Jill’s place. Ten minutes after leaving home, she arrived at a two-story brick apartment building. Peddling around to the parking area in the back, she found a bike rack and locked her bike there.

Walking back around to the front of the building, she opened the main entrance door and stepped into a small breezeway. When she tried the inner door, she found it was locked. Confused for just a moment, she looked around and spotted the tenants directory for the building.

“Two-oh-six,” she said aloud after checking the paper Jill had given her, and then she traced her finger along the row of call buttons until she came to one labeled J. Lessel. Pushing the button, she held it for a couple of seconds then released it. A few moments later, the speaker crackled to life, and Jessica heard a familiar voice.

“Hello?”

“Morning, Jill, it’s Jess,” she greeted her teacher.

There was a long silence before an answer came. “Jessica.” It was more a question than a statement. “Hold on.”

There was a loud buzz then a click from the inner door. Jessica pulled on the handle, and it opened.

“Did you get it?” the disembodied voice asked.

“Yup. On my way.”

Jessica glanced around the lobby area, and as soon as she spotted the stairs, she was climbing them two at a time. Reaching the top, she saw Jill standing in her doorway wearing a bathrobe with her hair in a towel. She was motioning for Jessica to come quickly.

“Hurry,” the woman said, barely loud enough to hear. Jessica picked up the pace and all but ran to Jill. As soon as she was close enough, Jill put a hand on her back and practically pushed her inside and closed the door.

“Sorry, sweetie. I didn’t want Mrs. Robinson to see you. She would have pestered me for a week with questions ranging from who you were to what kind of ice cream you like. Nice old lady, but very, very nosy,” Jill said with a smile.

“Now. Good morning. I wasn’t expecting you so early.” Jill took Jessica into her arms and gave her soft kiss on the lips.

“I could leave if you like and come back later. Maybe when Mrs. Robinson is around,” Jessica teased.

“No. No. No. You’re here now and here is where you will stay. Kick off your shoes, hang up your jacket, and come on in.”

Jessica did just that. She left her shoes on the mat and hung her jacket in the closet by the door. Making her way into the apartment, she saw that it was an open concept design with the kitchen, dining area, and living space all being one big room. Off to the side were two bedrooms and a bath. A pair of sliding glass doors led to a small balcony beyond the dining area. The entire apartment was tastefully decorated, and there was a hint of jasmine in the air.

“Have a seat, sweetheart, and I’ll get dressed,” Jill said as she headed for the bedroom.

In her room, Jill took the towel from her hair, gave her head a good rub, then threw the towel in the laundry basket. When she turned around again, she jumped and gave a little shriek. Jessica was standing in the doorway watching her.

“Damn, Jess. You gave me a fright.”

“What are you getting dressed for? I came here hoping to get you naked,” Jessica stated with confidence and a big grin. The ice had definitely been broken between them last night. All her fear and nervousness was long gone.

Jill looked at the girl, amused by her boldness. “Right to business then, I see,” she laughed as she untied her robe. It fell open, and she shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.

Jessica’s heart was pounding again. Jill was a goddess. Lean and trim. Small round breasts with brown nipples, a flat belly, and an entirely bald pussy. Jessica was wet already.

“I think you’re overdressed, pretty girl,” Jill said as she approached the fifteen-year-old. Jessica quickly pulled off her own clothes and was naked by the time Jill took her into her arms.

Their mouths met, and they kissed deeply. Their lips parted, and tongues began to dance. Jessica wrapped her arms around Jill and explored the soft skin of her back and buttocks. She couldn’t believe she was really doing this. Standing naked in her teacher’s bedroom, wrapped in an embrace with the woman she had been lusting after all year.

Jill led her over to the bed, and they crawled onto it. For the moment Jill lay on her side as Jessica rested on her back. Just admiring the girl’s body for a moment, Jill lightly ran her fingertips along the length of her body, from the soft curve of her shoulder, along the side of her ribs and down to her hip, then back again.

“Have you ever been with a girl before, Jess?” Jill asked softly.

Jessica shook her head. “No,” she gasped as she trembled from her teacher’s caress.

“You kiss very well,” said Jill.

“Kissing practice when I was younger,” Jessica giggled.

“Oh, I see. Sam maybe?” Jill raised an eyebrow. Jessica felt her face grow warm, from embarrassment or arousal, it was hard to tell from which right now. She nodded her head.

“And you two never have…”

Jessica shook her head.

“Pity,” Jill said, tracing a figure eight on the girl’s belly.

Jessica watched Jill’s face. Lost herself in the woman’s blue eyes. She saw her lick her lips. Lips that she wanted to kiss so bad. Then, as if she had read her mind, Jill leaned in and kissed Jessica’s nose.

“You’re such a sexy girl, Jess,” she said hotly, her desire evident.

Jill kissed her again. On her lips, cheek, along her jaw, and down her neck. She teased Jessica’s nipple with her fingers as she kissed across the girl’s collarbone and down to her small breast.

Jessica moaned and tangled her fingers in Jill’s hair as the woman took the erect nipple into her mouth and gently sucked. Jill circled and flicked her tongue over the tip before nibbling at the sensitive flesh. Jessica twitched when Jill kissed a trail from her breast to her abdomen, stopping to play her tongue over Jessica’s navel.

“You okay, sweetie?” Jill asked playfully.

“Un-huh,” Jess murmured. She was breathing rapidly, and her chest heaved with every breath.

She grabbed at the bed when she felt the flat of Jill’s tongue push through her slick folds. Jill licked and sucked and tormented the young girl. She pulled her clit into her mouth and pushed a finger into the hot wetness of her entrance.

Jess could feel the signs of her impending orgasm. This one was coming easily, quickly. It built steadily inside her as Jill sucked and fingered her pussy. Jessica was thrashing her head from side to side. She twitched and thrust her pelvis against Jill’s mouth.

“Yes, Jill. Right there,” she whined.

Jill continued to devour the young girl’s pussy. She reached up with her free hand, pinching at a nipple. Jessica’s orgasm quickly overtook her. She shook and stiffened, her spine arching up then falling back down. She gave a long low moan and twitched with each of the death throes of her climax.

Jill moved to lay beside her, then took the young girl into her arms and held her as she recovered. Jessica’s eyes fluttered open as the world returned to her. She kissed Jill softly on her lips.

“Umm, that was nice,” she said dreamily. “That’s two now. I think it’s my turn.”

“I wasn’t keeping score,” Jill replied.

A knot formed in Jessica’s stomach. “I didn’t mean—” she said quickly, searching her eyes.

Jill shushed her by placing a finger on her lips. “It’s okay, darling. I know what you meant.” The corners of her mouth turned up in a soft smile.

Jessica relaxed and moved to kiss her again. She loved the taste of her lips, and she lingered there, kissing around her mouth. Slipping lower, she kissed her chin, then her throat. As she slid down, Jessica’s leg moved between Jill’s and her thigh pressed against the woman’s sex. Jill’s lips parted, and she breathed a soft moan from the contact.

Jessica took her time, trying her best to be sexy and sensual. She had never had sex with a woman, or a girl, or anyone before. Jessica thought she’d pushed aside her nervousness when she followed Jill into her bedroom, but now the uncertainty was back. She trembled, she wanted to please Jill, to make her come like Jill had made her come, twice. Get it together Jessica, she scolded herself. You’ve read enough steamy novels. Just think about how Jill did it with you. You can do this. 

Inhaling deeply, she hoped to calm herself. Instead, she was met by the strong, yet intoxicating smells of the woman who lay beneath her. A mixture of sweat and sex filled her nostrils, triggering her own arousal. Jessica groaned and then felt a hardened nipple brush her bottom lip. She had kissed her way to Jill’s breast without noticing. Jessica paused and looked up.

Jill’s eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. Her breath had started to quicken. The skin on her chest was flushed a dark pink, and there was a noticeable rise and fall with each breath Jill took. Jessica smiled. She was doing that to her! With her self-doubt quickly fading, she brought her attention back to the breast in front of her.

She kissed it. Hard and warm and textured. Jessica explored. She pushed her lips against it, feeling the pebbled flesh. She licked it and tasted salt. Flicking it with her tongue yielded a moan and a soft ‘yes’ from Jill. Jessica played. Gentle licks, flicks, and suckles of each nipple elicited pleasured responses from Jill.

Jessica was enjoying this, but it was time to move on. She kissed each nipple once more before licking a trail down the warm salty skin of her sweat-covered belly. Jill had spread her legs in eager anticipation of Jessica’s arrival, and Jessica comfortably parked herself on the mattress between her lover’s legs.

She studied what she saw. The woman’s sex. Smooth from grooming, pink and puffy from increased blood flow, glistening from the arousal that Jessica had distributed while her thigh had rubbed against it. Jessica wondered for a moment if maybe she should shave too. The baldness of it was so inviting, so damn sexy. Maybe Jill would help her shave. She smiled, taking it all in.

“Jess? What’s wrong?” Jill panted, a touch of desperation in her voice.

Jessica’s attention snapped back. “Nothing. Sorry,” she replied hurriedly, then moved closer, and hesitating for only a second, gently kissed Jill’s puffy labia. Jill sucked a sharp breath and twitched at the touch.

This was all new to Jessica, never having been this close to that most intimate and private of places before. Wondering how or where to start, she remembered what Jill had done with her. Closing her eyes, she pushed her tongue into the slick folds and licked. The taste was not unpleasant, not that much different than her own. Jessica licked some more, pushing and swirling her tongue around, enjoying that she was causing Jill to twist and squirm and moan her name.

The tastes, textures, smells, and sounds assaulted her senses. Her own body was responding as much to the pleasure she was giving Jill as Jill seemed to be. Jessica slid her tongue down and felt Jill’s entrance. She traced its outer edge and then tentatively probed inside just a little. Warm and smooth.

“Oh, fuck, Jess!” Jill gasped. Her breathing had become more labored.

Jessica felt fingers tangled in her hair, a gentle push against her head as Jill’s hips rolled forward to meet her mouth. Jessica pushed her tongue in deeper. She felt muscles contract as if Jill was trying to pull her in completely. She slid her hands under Jill and gripped her ass as her face was mashed into the woman’s sex. Jessica moaned and Jill shook as the vibration of the girl’s voice stimulated every nerve in her groin.

When Jill eased the pressure on Jessica’s head, she pulled her tongue free and slid it up to the clit that stood tall, begging for attention. The flat of her tongue pushed against it causing Jill to buck and cry out.

“Jesus, Jess, don’t stop!” Jill pleaded.

Jessica, keeping her mouth firmly on Jill, pulled her knees under her and brought a hand to her own clit and rubbed. She played with Jill’s clit, quickly noting to herself how different it felt against her tongue as opposed to her finger. Jessica swirled around it and flicked her tongue against it. She could feel Jill trembling, and the grip on her hair tighten as the woman tried to grind herself against the teen’s mouth. Jessica felt herself getting close. She slowed her hand. She wanted, needed, to make her teacher come first.

“Yes. Yes. I’m coming!” Jill called out. Her body stiffened and shook. She held Jessica’s head still with both hands now, pushing her hips up against the girl’s face. Jill jerked and twitched several more times before she finally collapsed back onto the bed and drew in a loud breath.

“Fuck, Jess! What did you do to me?” she said breathlessly as she released her grip on Jessica’s head.

Jessica was just coming down off her own self-induced orgasm when she felt her head being released. She kissed the hairless mons before moving up beside Jill. They held each other and kissed tenderly for a few moments.

“Did I do good?” Jessica asked.

“Did I do well,” Jill corrected with a teasing smile.

She giggled. “Well, did I?”

“Outstanding for someone who has never been with anyone before,” Jill commended, as she placed a kiss on her forehead. “A+, move to the head of the class.”

Jessica gave a contented sigh as they cuddled on the bed. She was so happy that this had happened and that she’d been lucky enough to fulfill her fantasy. What will Sam think? Should she even tell Sam?

“I could get used to this,” Jessica cooed.

“I hope you do. We’ll have to be careful, though. But we can discuss that later. We have all day, and there are so many other things I want to do with you.”

Jessica smiled as she snuggled into Jill. What other lessons could she learn from her sexy history teacher? Whatever they were, she was sure they wouldn’t be found in any textbook at her school.

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