Get ready for Fergus

You can barely wait for school to be over and to have the time alone with Fergus. You have enough time to plan what you will wear and decide on a nice Japanese kimono, with nothing underneath it.

When Fergus arrives at your door, he is nervous and wide-eyed at the sight of you. He probably had convinced himself that it was all totally innocent, and that you are just being a helpful teacher, encouraging him in his art.

Oh, he’s about to get an education! In more ways than one.

You lead the young man into your living room, where you show him the best place to set up his drawing equipment. As he gets settled, you recline on the couch and say, “Before you begin drawing, I’m a little concerned about one aspect of your work.”

“What’s that?” asks Fergus, concerned.

“You seem to draw all your women as if they are comic book vixens — all of them have unrealistic boobs.”

Fergus blushes, and says, “I’ll try better with you. I won’t make you a freak. I promise.”

“Well, it’s not too difficult, Fergus. I’m sure I’m not that different from any girlfriend you’ve ever had. Just draw what you know.”

Fergus turns even more red. You seize on the moment. “Are you saying you have never been with a girl, Fergus?”

The young man just shakes his head, unable to meet your eyes.

“Well, no wonder you are getting the anatomy all wrong! Now come over here and let me explain....”

As Fergus approaches, you open the top of your robes, exposing your breasts to him. Fergus stands, open-jawed, and you take his hand and place it on your breast. “There.... see how that feels? Give it a little squeeze if you like. See how the nipple perks up like that when you touch me?”

You note with approval that your actions are having the desired effect, and Fergus’ jeans are soon straining against the growing bulge between his legs.

“Isn’t that better than drawing boobs? It’s much more fun touching them, isn’t it?”

Fergus nods nervously, sweat breaking out on his brow.

“You know what’s better than touching them? Why don’t you try kissing them?”

Fergus gives you a frightened look. You say, “it’s alright. In fact, I wouldn’t mind doing a little touching and kissing, myself.”

With that, you reach between his legs and caress the hard bulge. As Fergus watches, wide-eyed, you undo his pants and pull them down to his knees. His cock springs out, and you admire its size and reddish pubic hair. You aren’t sure why this boy is so inexperienced; with a cock like that, he should be able to charm his way easily into many a classmate’s panties.

You feel a thrill as you stroke his penis. You can’t remember the last time you had a virgin, and the novelty is making you quite wet. Fergus gasps as you lean forward and kiss his balls. Almost immediately you feel something hot and wet on your forehead, and you have to move quickly to stop the fresh semen from dripping into your eyes.

Wow.... that was quick, but then again, he is a virgin. Time to rectify that!

“I’m so sorry!” Fergus exclaims, trying to help you wipe his cum from your hair.

You just laugh and say, “Don’t apologize.... I’m sure you have plenty more where that came from, don’t you?”

With that, you stand and help Fergus remove the rest of his clothing. You then kiss him deeply, letting your hands explore all over his firm, young body. He may have shot his load in record time, but he barely softened up at all, and he is already well on his way to resuming his rock-hard erection.

You guide his hand between your legs and let him feel your wetness. Damn, but you are horny! You want to take his virginity right now!

You lay him on his back on the couch and look hungrily on his beautiful, erect cock.