Another A, this time on an assignment.

Nearly another week passed before Chris came to her with another A. This time, it wasn’t on a test, but his steel-hard excitement was too cute for Morgan to refuse. Holding a towel and kneeling at his feet, she stroked his full length while smiling up at him, expecting to be asked to remove her blouse again. Chris was a touch predictable, but then all teenagers were.

“I want to eat your pussy.”

Holding him above her, his shaft obscuring half her vision of him, Morgan paused. To her surprise, a blush crept onto her face. She smiled the bewildered smile of an adult who thought they knew too much. Suddenly, kneeling made her feel small before him, like she was submitting to him, and she imagined him between her legs and shivered. “You want to do what now?”

Chris stammered, “I got an A, and so I w-want to eat your pussy. You always suck my d-dick, and I wanted to learn how to make you feel good, too.” He tried hard to sound confident at the beginning, but the more he spoke, the more his confidence left him. Morgan, however, was stunned by him and could not see it. The request alone was bold enough to arouse her. To be holding his fat shaft in her hand as he made that request, however, broke her. Standing, she stepped out of her shorts without thinking.

She smiled at his shock and removed her panties next. Her crotch was neatly trimmed and very wet, but Chris hardly had the experience to notice. He was left speechless by the sight of her smooth skin and her most private regions. Morgan held him by the dick again and stroked him idly. “Well, if that’s what you want, then I can be your teacher.” She squeezed his dick. “I’ll miss you, my big friend, but we can catch up later. For now…” Morgan turned to clear a spot on her desk before sitting, bare ass, on it. Chris began leaking precum.

Holding her legs apart at the thighs, Morgan displayed her neatly trimmed womanhood to an audience of one. Chris stood close, staring breathlessly at his teacher’s pink, glistening folds. His dick throbbed, hard and dripping, matching her arousal. Morgan was beautiful, more beautiful than he expected any woman could be.

Morgan flashed him a smile as she held herself by her slender thighs. “Go ahead and have a taste, Chris,” she said. “I promise I won’t bite.”

Chris, blushing and shaking, moved closer. Kneeling as Morgan had kneeled so many times before him, he gazed longingly at her open labia. It is not the first vagina he had seen, though it is the first he had seen in person. She kept her pubic hair short and neatly cropped around her vulva. Inside, she was pink and shiny, clean and glistening in her arousal. Comparing her to a flower seemed appropriate, though the texture was fleshier and ripe. He likened it next to a fruit, to a peach to be exact, and then touched her tentatively.

Morgan took him by the hand and guided him. Smiling down at him patiently, she used his thumbs to open her further and let him enjoy the moist warmth as he entered her. Chris could feel the wetness around his thumb and was astonished at how welcoming she was. Morgan took him to the knuckle with a quiet moan, and he wondered if this was natural or a byproduct of her arousal.

He got his answer when she cupped his head and pulled him toward her while whispering, “If you’re going to do it, Chris, then do it.” She said his name with needy want.

Nodding again, Chris stared up into her big blue eyes as he licked her. He was careful to start, probing her folds and watching her shiver with his thumb inside of her. Morgan began smiling again, gathering his hair in her hands and holding it out of his face as he licked her. He grew bolder, tonguing her lips repeatedly while holding her open with his thumb. Moisture gathered, and Morgan moaned. That is when he got his answer: this was arousal.

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