Lesbian Sex With A School Teacher and Student

Despite the passionate fulfillment she had experienced while making it with the two new young lovers, Margaret did not try to locate them again. It was impossible to get out of fucking Jim Hansen once a week, but aside from that a period of chastity seemed to be the safest course for her to follow.

After work, Margaret would go home and keep busy reading, listening to music, doing housework and occasionally visiting her few female friends. She slept poorly and found herself waiting eagerly for her next vacation, when she would get as far away from her various lovers as possible.

Exactly two weeks after her scene with Dexie and Roger, Margaret sat home reading and watching the clock, knowing that it would be hours before she could sleep. To her surprise, the doorbell rang. She answered the bell and found herself face to face with a young girl whose face looked slightly familiar, undoubtedly a student she had seen once or twice.

She invited the girl to come in and while asking her name noticed that the pretty young creature was very nervous and uncomfortable. Once the girl introduced herself as Jane Goodwin things fell quickly into place in her mind.

"I know who you are," Margaret told the girl, leading her to a seat. "But why did you come here? I don't know you, I can't do anything to help. I just don't understand."
"I know I shouldn't have come," June confessed, coming close to tears. "Johnny'd kill me if he found out. But the thing is I know all about you two."
"You know about us?" Margaret repeated, trying to control herself. "What could you mean? John's a student of mine, of course, but I can't imagine what he's been telling you."
At that point the girl did burst into tears, her pretty face churning and her skin flushing bright red. Margaret looked at her closely, unable to control her jealousy. She was so pretty, so damned young, such a good match for John.
"All right, June," Margaret told the girl. "You know about us, which isn't exactly pleasant as far as I'm concerned, but what am I supposed to do about it?"
"Well, if I am pregnant it's really your fault, at least a little bit," June snuffled. "John kept bragging about you, telling me all the stuff you did
together. And I had to do the same things or why should he go on seeing me."
June blushed furiously and this time Margaret felt an onrush of sympathy for the poor child. Despite that pretty face and precociously voluptuous body, the girl was a mere child, one who had been taken advantage of. And it had been partly Margaret's fault, there could be no doubt about it. If nothing else, she had neglected to consider such a possibility.

Margaret sat on the arm of June's chair and tried to comfort the wretchedly unhappy young beauty. She continued to question June and learned that the girl had still not received the results of her pregnancy examination. The agony of suspense was obviously tearing the girl to pieces.

Margaret cradled the child's head on her breast, stroking June's long silky blonde hair and talking to her soothingly. She kept her opinion of June to herself, since it would only make the girl that much more miserable. But somehow she was going to make the boy pay for what he had done to the both of them.

As June snuggled against her, Margaret could not help being turned on. June was a gorgeous little creature, with her bright blue eyes, turned up nose, thin wide lips and creamy white skin. And her body was even better, featuring a full set of firm uplifted tits jutting out from a slender, birdlike chest, flaring hips, a tight shapely little ass and long legs covered with a fine patina of a yellow down.

The girl's head was pressing against her tits, as if seeking the comfort of a mother. Her tears ran freely down Margaret's cleavage amd the girl's hands were hot and exciting as they clung to her neck. Then, before she could stop herself, Margaret kissed the enchanting creature full on the lips. She should not do this , after all she was a teacher and June was just a student.

June looked at the older woman with surprise but at the same time her mouth opened and she allowed Margaret's tongue to penetrate her. Tears still flowed down her face but at a slower rate. Her arms instinctively closed around Margaret's torso and then their bodies met in a warm embrace.

Although fully conscious of what she was doing, Margaret could not stop herself from seducing the girl. It was insane, she had never made it with another woman, but it was happening anyway. For whatever reason she was turned on by June, wanted the girl naked and in bed with her.

That was accomplished a few moments later. Margaret took the girl by the hand and led her into the bedroom. As they sat together she undressed June slowly and lovingly. The girl was still frightened as a deer but she sat still and remained compliant, much to Margaret's growing pleasure.

Margaret got out of her own clothing in record time and then reclined on the bed, cradling June's shoulder in her crooked right arm and keeping the slender young beauty close to her body. She kissed June again and then felt for the girl's tits, feeling
her passion rise, knowing that the further along the path of sex they went the less she would be tormented by guilt or doubt.

June hardly responded at first, as passive as a girl oi eighteen was likely to be. Margaret cupped her hands over the luscious creamy mounds and then tickled June's nipples, feeling the soft pink pads come to life in her hands, hardening, turning red, sensitive enough to make the girl shudder.

In another minute Margaret's head went down to the girl's boobs and she inhaled the fragrance of a perfectly formed healthy young feminine body. It could have been herself at an earlier age that she was making love to, patiently kissing and caressing, seducing with complete and total self-assurance.

Margaret kissed the girl's tits, running her tongue along the smooth pale skin, for a moment envying June's flawless complexion and the firmness of her high boobs. John had chosen well she admitted to herself, but now the girl was hers and he was going to be left out permanently in the cold.

June quivered with surprise as she felt her nipple being sucked. The older woman was so gentle, yet somehow completely domineering as well. Margaret was on top of her now, so much bigger and heavier and more womanly than herself. Yes, she was being turned on as well as confused and overwhelmed.

Margaret relished the taste of the girl's nips for several minutes and then moved her hands down her lovely torso, working slowly, having complete confidence in herself. She had no idea how to turn a woman on in bed, particularly a nubile creature like June, but so far things were going fine.

Her hands groped all over June's body, tracing her curves, warming her skin, moving the girl from side to side but never far away from her own yearning flesh. Then her fingers encountered June's pubic mound, a high round mass of flesh covered with sparse blonde tresses, more fragrant than any woman had a right to be.

Her finger slid between the girl's labia and was soon covered with a thin flow of cunt honey. The girl was tight and Margaret could not help shuddering at the thought of her being forced to submit to John's huge machine. She would be gentle with the little sexpot, at least for the present.

Her finger insinuated its way slowly into June's vulva and Margaret smiled with satisfaction as the young girl began to respond, moaning softly and quivering along the length of her lovely young body. Margaret kissed her again and then went deeper into the girl's unresisting snatch.

She worked the girl's pussy with expertise, running her fingertip along the smooth wet labia and occasionally thrusting deep into June's fuck hole. Then she found the girl's clitoris, rubbing it with her thumb until the tiny pink gland had emerged from behind the folds of its protective hood.

June cried out with lust and shock as she felt herself being assaulted from within. She was too confused and upset to complain but she knew she was being turned on well, as well as John had ever got her hot and bothered. For the moment she was glad that she had come to see Margaret.

Then Margaret decided to get the ball rolling, before the girl's fears could calcify. She removed her finger from the girl's twat and then changed position, sliding her body down until her head was level with June's pussy. All she had to do now was protrude her tongue and touch the girl.

June spread her legs wider, indicating her complete surrender to Margret's caressing tongue. She reached down and stroked Margaret's hair, as blonde as her own if not quite as smooth and thick. Her cunt was on fire now, clinging to the tongue that was eating it out so well.

Margaret was on all fours before the spraddled girl now, her head bent down and her tongue sticking all the way out of her mouth. Her ass swayed slightly as she tongued the young sexpot, as the sexual waters flooded between her lips. She reached up for June's tits, stretching her arms to the limit until her fingers had come into contact with her soft pink nipples.

June was with her now, wriggling her lithe young hips and contracting her pussy muscles around Margaret's tongue. The older woman felt a sense of triumph. It was nice to dominate for once, to be the aggressor in a sexual relationship. It was odd that she had never considered lesbianism before.

"That feels so good," June finally managed to gasp. "You're so gentle, so good to me. Don't you want me to do anything to you, Mrs. Dowler? I'll do whatever you want, really I will."
"Later," Margaret grunted, withdrawing her tongue for a second. "You'll get your chance. You can count on it, honey."

The thought of having her favors returned made Margaret work all the harder on her young mistress. It was easy enough to visualize the gorgeous little creature bending to serve her but before that could happen she had to bring June to orgasm, show the girl there was nothing to be afraid of. Lesbian sex is great fun.