Sex Education Teacher
I decided to write this letter about two months ago... now, remembering all this, I'm surprised where I, an excellent student and a very modest girl, got so much courage, even perhaps audacity, to do all this... And initially, to write the letter, which had been prepared for about a week and reread dozens of ti... and to hand it over personally, burning with shame, to say:
"Sorry, I was told to give this to you" — I shoved it into his hands and rushed away as fast as I could.
The letter — Hello, we don't know each other, I'm Masha, I'm 18, soon to be 19, I've been watching you for a very long time and didn't choose you by chance, we live a few houses apart and I found out a lot about
you online... You are Vladimir, a writer, and I also like your poems... you are single, seem very kind and honest, that's what people say about you, even though you're already 50, I find you attractive and suitable for what I want to propose... I don't have a dad, you can learn this online, but that's just nonsense... you need to learn it for real and the teacher should be good and serious — so I chose you... to propose that you be my — sex teacher — please don't refuse, I might be grateful to you for the rest of my life and don't be afraid, I'm very good and I study well and I'm modest myself... I know, I've seen how you talk and play with your grandson on the playground, gentle and kind... I beg you... let's meet just to get acquainted today at 4 PM on the children's playground opposite your house, there are almost never people at that time...I arrived half an hour early and sat on the bench near the entrance opposite the children's playground... I was burning with shame, it was so awkward, uncomfortable, but... I had decided firmly and long ago, come what may...
He arrived exactly at four, as I asked, sat on the bench, his gaze sweeping around and seeing no one... I quietly approached from behind and, sitting down, said in a familiar way:
"Hi..." — trembling and stuttering from shyness...
"Hello," he replied and continued — "Masha, that's your name, right? Your proposal has left me bewildered, but on the other hand... You chose... me... That's flattering, it boosted my self-esteem once again... For starters, shall we use 'you' informally? And now the main thing, do you know what could happen to me... in terms of the law — it's prison..."
And suddenly I started crying, not expecting it myself, and it wasn't on purpose... I was thinking about how logical it all was and suddenly nothing would work out... And Vladimir hugged me and quietly whispered:
"Mashenka, my dear, my sweet little Girl, what should we do" — and after a pause, gently wiping my tears, he continued — "Alright, let's try... I'll be your teacher... I can't even bring myself to say the next word..."
I smiled, and he looked at me so kindly and fatherly, like family, and I wanted to hug him... When parting, we decided that I would come over that same evening closer to 7 PM, when I was free and would go for a walk... We promised to keep silent and leave everything a secret, even from the closest people, he gave me his WhatsApp number and we parted... I was the happiest person in the world, saved his number as 'Teacher' in my phone, and contentedly went home. This day and the number 13 would now be my favorite...
He had a sofa and a large bed in a third of the room and lots of shelves with books... We were sitting on the sofa and talking about completely different things, I was waiting for something to start... And suddenly I sharply interrupted the unnecessary conversation:
"Vladimir, kiss me" — and, surprisingly, with so much audacity in me, I continued — "My girlfriends know how to give blowjobs, everyone says... I think they're lying... unless they're not letting cucumbers and carrots out of their mouths... But I really want to..." — and lowered my blushing head.
"I feel awkward myself, but your persistence" — he began to speak and, hugging me, kissed me... First on the cheek, ears, neck... I was burning all over, already unclear from what, and my hands, as if having secretly watched porn videos, themselves reached for his fly:
"Show it to me" — and I started pulling down the zipper myself and already dipped my hand inside... And somehow the shame quickly disappeared and there was only one desire to see... and we, as if long-time close and family, started talking about the secret simply and without problems...
He helped pull it out, already standing all the way out... My eyes widened in surprise at how huge it was for me, I even honestly remarked:
"Vladimir, how can they take the whole thing in their mouth... it's so big" — and he, answering, told me everything and how, that I'm still small, but women already swallow and how it's done...
With pleasure, kneeling before him, I first licked the head, the entire shaft lengthwise and crosswise... and to my surprise, I liked it... let's try taking it deeper... honestly, when I was licking his balls, I experienced a pleasure I had never felt before...
"Vladimir, I'll come every day to suck on it" — I suddenly blurted out to him — "It will be my favorite candy." — And sucking on his large head, which barely fit completely into my mouth... he came, covering my face, lips... My teacher picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom... washed my face himself and then carefully dried it with a towel, like a little child...
"That was a blowjob" — I smiled — "I did well, right? How do you like your student? Is there at least a grade of 4?"
"You're my excellent student, my dear" — he said, sitting me on his lap, kissing my neck... "Well, the lesson is over for today, I think, or..."
"Yes, Volodya (that's what we decided I would call him when we were alone), I have to run, Mom will worry..." — and kissing him on the cheek goodbye, I threw out — "Next lesson — cunnilingus, agreed?" — and I smiled, closing the door behind me...
We decided to meet in two days, but I was thinking about the next lesson from the very moment I left his house... And my pussy trembled at the mere thought and a shiver ran through my body... And here it was, that day of meeting, that evening... I walked to him all burning, but not from shame anymore, but from a desire for the unknown, the yet-unexperienced pleasure I wanted so much I couldn't sleep at night... I wanted it so badly, so badly... And I ran in and said:
"I'll lie down and won't look" — I took off my dress myself, pulled down my panties, and lay down in the middle of the huge bed, spreading my legs, covering my face with my hands... Vladimir settled between my legs and began to gently caress me... my tummy, thighs, my pussy... barely touching with his fingers... And suddenly he said:
"Mashenka, open your eyes and watch what I'm doing, and I'll show and tell you what and how I'm doing" — he looked lovingly into my eyes and continued — "and we'll understand what excites you most, what you like more and what's pleasant for you... What and how, in this sense of oral caresses — you would want in the future!!!"
I watched carefully as he licked my pussy, the little clitoris... sucked and played beautifully with it with his tongue, and when he suddenly inserted a finger, I cried out and seemed to lose consciousness... And coming to, I grabbed him in a hug, pressed him to me, and whispered in his ear: "Volodya, I don't know how to say this — it's super, I want it like this always... I want, want, want... exactly like this, only like this..."
"And I, Mash," he replied to me — "have never seen girls come like that, to the point of losing consciousness, it's unlikely you'll experience something like that from anything else..." And he turned out to be right in the future...
"Can I take it in my mouth as a goodbye today" — I said smiling, getting dressed, and pulled with my hands... Taking it, I gently massaged it and plunged it into my mouth, kneading it, sucking on it, and he gently gave me a few drops, which I licked off with pleasure and laughter, saying thank you...
We both parted happily and didn't see each other for a long time after that... It was the end of May, the end of the school year. I went with my parents to my Grandma's in a village near Tver, where I stayed until autumn, and then the final school year... I often remembered him, my sex teacher... how much he understood and felt me... was very gentle and affectionate... decent, not a gram of rudeness or violence... I was surprised at myself, how I could approach an unknown, unfamiliar man like that, and I was sure that if I tried to repeat something similar, I wouldn't have dared...
We met once more, before the New Year, I was walking a bit tipsy from a friend's birthday past his house and my feet wandered there on their own...
Calling my mom, I persuaded her that I would stay at Tanya's after the get-together, and seeing him, I announced:
"Vladimir, can I stay at your place tonight..." — and hugged him... He put me to bed and I, surprisingly, fell asleep immediately... And I woke up from his cunnilingus, the one he gifted me by teaching me, and I came just as insanely, melting all over the bed from the pleasure, warmth, and tenderness that came from him — my Sex Teacher...
In the morning we said goodbye and, through no fault of our own, forever...