Kinky Sex Story: Tutoring Johnny taught me a lesson
I had no idea that my tutoring session would turn into a kinky sex story. I decided to pick up a tutoring gig for extra cash. It was going well for the first few weeks. Tutoring Johnny was two days each week, we had met for about three weeks at this point. I noticed over the short time of tutoring Johnny that he seemed to have a little crush on me. It didn’t affect our tutoring sessions since he never said anything out of the way. Johnny was always respectful and although I could see the young boy lust in his eyes when he looked at me, he never made it awkward.
We usually had our tutoring sessions at the library. I would meet Johnny there after school and spend an hour helping him with his work. At our last session, Johnny brought me a note from his mother asking if I could meet at their home for our next session since it was a day that the library would be closed. I didn’t see any problem meeting at their home so that Tuesday afternoon I headed to the address on the note. When I arrived at the home, Johnny greeted me at the door. He showed me around the house and told me that his parents would not be home for several hours but left my check on the kitchen counter.
He showed me to his treehouse in the back yard. His father built it for him when he was younger but it was huge. The treehouse spread from one tree to another and was fully furnished with a spacious bedroom and closet. It was almost like a small apartment.
I was very impressed by the craftsmanship and creativity.
Johnny told me this was the place where he usually studied. So we had a seat at the table and got to work. As I helping him with his work, it seemed as if he was not focused. I looked over at him to ask if he understood the problem and he had his eyes fixed on my breasts. He looked up at me and locked eyes. He said that he needed to be excused. When he stood up I couldn’t help but notice the huge bulge in his pants with him being right beside me. I was shocked to see such a huge print in his pants for someone his age. At this point, I still was not thinking things would turn into a kinky sex story.
He said that he was going to the bathroom. When he returned he had a big smile on his face. When he sat down across from me, he gently brushed his leg against mine underneath the table. Although I knew it was inappropriate, my mind was still wondering about the bulge. I slid away and he apologized for brushing against my leg.
Johnny got back to work. After a moment, he asked for help with an equation. I walked around the table and leaned over to see what problem he needed help with. As I leaned over his shoulder my breasts rubbed against his back. I noticed that he smelled amazing. At that moment, I felt Johnny’s hand slide up the back of my thigh.
I knew it was wrong but I was so turned on and I reached for the bulge in his pants.
Without saying a word, Johnny spun his chair around and pulled my breasts out of the shirt. As he caressed my tits, I pulled out his cock. It was very thick and long and it was rock hard. All of a sudden I had the urge to slide his cock in my mouth. As I slid his cock in and out of my mouth, he grabbed the back of my head and forced me down on it. It was so big I couldn’t take it all in my mouth. He pulled me up and pushed me back on the table. I was not expecting this sexual aggression but I was loving it. He started eating my pussy and I was dripping wet.
As he ate my pussy, I heard noises from outside. I looked over and two boys were peaking in watching us. Johnny smiled at me and told me, don’t worry, you have to do them too and I won’t tell anyone. Johnny had me so turned on, without thought, I agreed. The boys came inside. One of them slid his cock in my mouth and the other stood there playing with himself. I reached over to give him a hand, while Johnny flipped me over and fucked my doggy style.
To be continued…
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