Stacie nodded, and in moments Miss Cho was naked and back on the bed with her. The teen had to admit the woman was beautiful, with skin like old ivory and muscles still toned like the athelete the teacher had been only a few years before. Stacie licked her lips and leaned toward the join of the teacher's legs, then hesitated.
"I... I don't think I'm ready to go down on a girl," Stacie admitted.
That's alright, Miss Cho assured her. "There are other ways to make a woman happy."
"Would it be okay if I just used my hand?" Stacie asked.
"Better than okay," the Latin teacher replied. "It'll be wonderful. Just do to me what you like done to you." Stacie inserted a finger and began to slide it cautiously in and out of the older woman's snatch. "Is that really how you like it, Stacie?" Miss Cho asked.
"I guess not," the teen admitted. Miss Cho raised an eyebrow in an expression that screamed "well, then." Stacie inserted another finger and began to pump harder.
Miss Cho began to thrust her hips to meet the girl's fingers. "Better," she said. "You're a fast learner. Now, what do you do next?"
Stacie curled her fingers inside the woman, looking for the G-spot, and was rewarded with a gasp and a moan. Stacie smiled shyly, pleased that she was doing so well on her first try.
"There are things women can do to each other that they can't to on their own," Miss Cho said between moans as she started to build toward orgasm. "For instance, a woman can't kiss herself. It's not all about the pussy, after all."
Stacie repositioned herself and planted a wet one on Miss Cho, tasting herself on the older woman's tongue. She pulled back reproachfully. "You tricked me!"
"Come on now, Stacie, you knew exactly where my mouth had been," Miss Cho replied. "You wouldn't have kissed me if part of you wasn't at least curious."
"I guess..." Stacie admitted.
"Now come on," Miss Cho said. "I'm so close. Get me off... please."
It was the "please" that did it. "Stacie started to pump again, adding a third finger and rubbing her thum on the teacher's clit. She even tried another kiss -- the taste was weird, but not actually bad. She might even get used to it. Miss Cho came with a cat-like yowl.
"I did that," Stacie said wonderingly.
"You sure did," the Asian woman replied. She grabbed Stacie's hand and sucked off the girl's middle fingers. "I taste good."
Curious, Stacie put her index finger in her mouth to compare the teacher's taste to her own. There were subtle differences... and she had to admit Miss Cho tasted better.
"Why do you taste different than me?" Stacie asked. Admitting out loud that the woman was better was a bit much, but that seemed a safer question.
"Every woman's different," Miss Cho replied. "Part of it's genetic, part's hygene, part's diet. I'm a vegetarian, for instance." She cocked her head to one side. "Are you thinking of making a comparative study?"
"What? No! Gross!" Stacie replied. "Do I look like that big a slut?"
"Well, you're naked except for a pair of panties around one ankle and you're sitting on a bed sucking my cum off your finger," Miss Cho said. Stacie hit her with a pillow. |