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It contains frank and sexually explicit material.

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                                         Chapter Eleven

                                      Sue’s Sexy Schoolteacher

 

All good things must come to an end and the college student's summer sojourn with his aunt and her nubile daughters was no exception. His amoral activities during his four-month visit did, however, have a lasting effect that went beyond the debauchment of his adolescent cousins and the first manifestation effect of this involved eleven-year-old Sue.

 

Dear Dairy - I sure miss Bill. And Jan, too. Cept she's sposed to be home weekends. I think Mom guessed what Bill was doing to her. I'm glad she didn't find out about him and me. Mom sez she's going to take the teacher as a boarder. She was staying next door at Eileen's place but something happened and I guess she asked if she could board here.

 

 

  Hi Cuz;

                   I bet you never spected to get a letter from me. But I'm lonely. Jan is gone and so are you, so I don't get what you taught me to like. When are you gonna come and visit? I'm jealous coz Cathy is getting what I got this summer. It's not fair coz you taught me how and you taught me to like it so you oughta come and give it to me.

                   Mom is taking our teacher in for a boarder. She's kind of pretty but she looks even thinner than Eileen. Maybe, if you come to visit, you can get her too? (I'm only saying that to get you here. If you come, I want you all to myself.)

                                              Bye now,

                                                  Your little cousin, Sue.

 

 

  Journal, Sept. 20 - I haven't done this since I was sixteen bit I've decided to keep a diary. I wonder how different it will be than twelve years ago? Anyway, I'm in my new boardinghouse. And I'm not going to have to listen to what I did in the other place. Bonnie is divorced so there won't be any men here. I'll write some more after I get settled in.

 

Dear Diary - Boy, is teacher ever quiet. I knew, at school, that she was kind of shy but, at home, she's even worse. I wonder if she has a boyfriend? She's pretty but she's sort of thin. I bet, if he was still here, that Bill would be trying to get into her, though. Speshly her mouth. It's not very big but she has big lips and I know from how he done Eileen what he'd want with her.

 

  Journal - Sept. 27 - I have to begin doing this every night or it's not going to work. I like it here. There's just Bonny and her daughter, Sue. Sue is not quite twelve but, if I hadn't seen that on the school register, I'd guess she was at least three years older. She's already bigger than I, up top, not that I'm big or anything, but she's still really large for her age. She looks at me a lot, as if she knows something that she wants to tell me. I wonder what it is? Maybe I'm just imagining things? Anyway, I don't have to listen to the sounds of sexual intercourse every night. Or worry that Mr. Taylor is going to get in bed with me and rape me. I honestly believe that she would have let him. Maybe even egged him on.

 

Dear Diary - I sure miss Bill. And Jan. Ever since they showed me how fun it is to do things, I want to do them all the time. I wonder if teacher does? She says she don't have a boyfriend so maybe she likes girls? But, if she does, maybe she's too shy or she thinks I'm too young?

 

 Journal - Sept. 30 - Well, I did better. It's only three days since I last wrote. I'm really getting to like Sue. She's so friendly and she's a pretty little thing, too. Well, not so little, but she's pretty. I have to write something more about me but, tonight, I'm too embarrassed.

 

Dear Diary - I think I know why teacher doesn't have a boyfriend. I'm sure she likes girls. I seen how she's been looking at me. But she don't say nothing and I guess it's coz she's so shy. Maybe I can find a way? It would sure help if I had that kind of company.

 

 Journal - Oct. 1 - It's Friday night and I just had a drink (actually, four) with Bonny. So now I'm over my embarrassment and I'll write what I couldn't write last night. I'm getting to be an old maid! I'm almost twenty-seven and I've never......well, I'm not going to write that. I'm not that drunk. But I'm an expert at masturbation. I wonder if the real thing is better? (Is a coke bottle 'the real thing'? I ought to try.) But, ever since Uncle Bill touched me, ten years ago, and got me all excited, I've been scared of guys. Maybe it would have been better if he hadn't had an attack of conscience and stopped when he did? Or even if I'd agreed to let Janey be my room mate at college. Now, when I think back, even if it's degenerate, it was sure satisfying. But if we'd been room mates and doing that on a regular basis, someone would have caught us. Anyway, it's back to my faithful five. (Fingers, that is.)

 

Dear Diary - Annette got drunk last night. And I seen her diary, only she calls it a journal. She plays with herself, just like me. But she aint never had the real thing. It sounds like she done it with her friend Janey, though. I'm going to get in bed with her tonight. Mom is away and I'll pretend I'm scairt, alone.

 

 

The shy schoolteacher, Annette, was in bed. There was a bright harvest moon shining in the window of her room and she was lying there, sipping on a gin that she'd sneaked from Bonny's liquor cabinet. It was, in fact, her third,  and she'd refilled the bottle with water so Bonny wouldn't know it was gone. Now, under the covers, she stretched her slender body and caressed her firm curves, pinching her nipples as she prepared to try to quench the increasingly frustrating desires that preyed on her mature, virginal body.

 

"Uh...Hi, Annette? Can I come in?"

 

The shapely youngster, Sue, was in the doorway, her lush, young body covered by only a short, flimsy nightgown,

 

"Oh? Oh, yes, Sue. If you want to?" The woman's hands quickly appeared from under the covers as she closed her legs and rolled to her side. "Is there anything wrong?"

 

"Uh, not zackly. I was just? Like? I get scairt sometimes at night."

 

The girl sat on the edge of the bed. "Can I? Like? Can I get in with you, Annette? When I get this way, Mom lets me get in with her?"

 

"Oh, Sue? I don't know?" Then, when Sue's lower lip began to tremble, as if she was going to cry, the woman relented. "Just go out for a moment, dear. I need to do something before you getting with me."

 

The girl did as she was asked, guessing correctly that the teacher wore nothing to bed.

 

"It's OK now, Sue. You can come in."

 

The teacher was in bed, the covers up around her chin, and Sue quickly slipped in beside her.

 

"This is lots better.", the youngster sighed as she snuggled up to the schoolteacher. "I felt so alone. I useta get into bed with Jan before she went away to school. Do yuh have a boyfriend, Annette?"

 

"No. Not at the moment, anyway, Sue." The woman could feel the youngster's ripe curves molded to her body and an unwilled heat built in her belly. It brought back vivid memories of her three stolen nights with the dominant Janey who had taught her how two girls could relieve each other. She was sorely tempted to do some snuggling herself and could barely restrain herself from slipping her leg between Cindy's.

 

"Didja ever sleep like this? I mean, with another girl?"

 

"Not really, Sue. I was an only child and I didn't have any real close friends. Do you have anyone you sleep over with?"

 

"Well, sorta. Like, there's Nancy . You know. In grade nine. And Jan and I do, a lot. She showed me...like?...maybe I better not tell you?"

 

Just at that moment they heard Bonny coming home and Annette decided that Cindy should go back to her own bed,

 

 

Dear Diary - I like being in bed with Annette. It's lots diffrent than with Jan coz she's not fat like Jan. I like Jan's softness but I like the firmness of Annette's body, too. She acted kinda distant but I think I might of got closer if Mom hadn't come home soon as she did.

 

 Journal - Oct. 1 - I can't sleep. My little student, Cindy is the cause. The little minx got in bed with me tonight. If she wasn't so young I'd think she was coming on to me. I wonder? No, she's not even twelve, yet, no matter how developed she is. I guess it would be awful if, in fact, we did anything like that. It would be something to teach her, though. Like Janey taught me. Why am I such a wimp? It's not as if I was going to take her virginity or do something that would have an irrevocable effect on her. It didn't bother me, except for fear of getting caught.

 

 

"Can I get in bed with you again?"

 

Annette was almost asleep when she heard the whispered request. "Huh? Oh, Sue. Oh, yes, I guess so.", she replied sleepily, forgetting that, as usual, she was naked. But, before she could correct herself, the youngster was in bed and snuggled close.

 

"Doncha wear a nightie, Annette?"

 

"Sometimes, Sue, but not tonight. Do you always wear one?"

 

"Yeah...'cept when I get in bed with Jan. I like being close without it." And the girl quickly shed her nightgown and pressed her naked loins close to the woman's hips. "But you ain't as soft as Jan. I like that. Do you like being close to me?"

 

"Does your mother know you're here?"

 

"She's sleeping.", the youngster replied, knowing that her mother had demolished most of a bottle of scotch and was likely dead to the world. "But she wouldn't care, anyway. There's nothin' wrong with two girls...women... being in bed, is there?"

 

"You're such a sweet, innocent girl, Sue. When you sleep with your sister....cuddle up to her....does anything happen?"

 

"Whaddya mean, Annette?", the juvenile asked, feigning innocence.

 

"I mean...like...", and the woman's hand moved slowly down over the girl's back to her lush bottom, then around in front to her plump, hairless mons. "Like, does Jan touch you like this?" And her fingers brushed lightly over the girl's narrow cuntal crevice.

 

"Uh? Uh, no? She never done that?", Sue lied as she raised her leg to give the woman better access to her pussy. "It makes me feel funny? But I like it. It's nice. Do it some more."

 

The schoolteacher was thrilled by the girl's docile acceptance of her lewd caresses and, as she cupped Sue's soft, smooth pussy, she was delighted to detect the slippery moisture that told of the youngster's growing arousal.

 

"Uh, can I feel you, Annette?"

 

"Oh yes, Sue. I'd like that." The older woman directed the girl's hand between her own legs and heard her gasp of surprise when she touched the hirsute bush that adorned the large, soft nest. And then Annette's soft lipped mouth closed over the young girl's and her tongue flicked hotly into it as Sue's lips parted.

 

Breast to breast, nipple to nipple, tongues tangling, fingers fondling fleshy labia, the woman and her juvenile companion played in the bed in lascivious intimacy. The younger one was the more experienced of the two but, with the obscene skills imparted to her by her cousin and her sister, she acted the role of the submissive innocent.

 

"I'm going to kiss you here, my dear.", the woman panted, digging her fingers into Sue's soft pussy to indicate the target of her kiss. "You don't mind, do you?" The youngster betrayed her lack of innocence by lying back, throwing off the covers and spreading her legs, but the teacher was, herself, too excited to notice the inconsistency.

 

Annette was ecstatic. The youngster's vulva was, unlike Janey's, soft and smooth and totally devoid of hair. And, as soon as her tongue began its lewd action, the girl seemed to lose all trace of modesty, her shapely hips undulating and her firm thighs loosely clasping the woman's head as she gasped and panted with increasing excitement.

 

"Come little darling...do it for me too..." The woman shifted her position to kneel astride Sue's shoulders, throwing caution to the winds as her passion for the ripe, young girl grew without bounds. "Do it for me...aahhh...please... kiss me there...", she asked breathlessly, hoping she would not scare her young student away.

 

Sue returned her teacher's oral caresses with alacrity, surprised though she was by the thick, black bush that wreathed the woman's large, fat vulva. She buried her face in the wet softness, her excitement exacerbated by the difference between Annette's sex and that of her sister's barely fuzz-covered pussy.

 

Sue came first but, as her young body went limp in the aftermath of her climax, the teacher almost smothered her with her fat, wet pussy, grinding against the youngster's face as she too orgasmed.

 

"Oh, Sue...oohhh sweetie...that was wonderful...", Annette sighed as she took the eleven year old in her arms and relaxed. "Did you like it, Sue? Would you do it again?"

 

"Oh yes, Annette. Oh yes!", the youngster replied emphatically, and then she added the lie, "I never knew...never felt anyhting like that before." She pressed close to the teacher's warm body as she added, "Have you ever? Like? Done it with a man? Have you ever been fucked?"

 

"What? Oh Sue! Oh! Never! Who taught you to use such language?", the schoolteacher exclaimed, shocked by the young girl's question.

 

"Uh, sorry Annette.", the precocious minx replied in mock penitence, pleased that she had drawn such a reaction from the older woman. "It's just?...Like?... Nancy ...you know...in grade nine...She sez she done it...let a guy fuck her...she tole ma all about it. And I figured that? Like? You're lots older'n her? I figured you'd fucked somone?

 

"Oh Sue? You mustn't talk like that. And Nancy was wrong to do what she did. It's supposed to be for marriage." As she lectured her young companion, the woman thought about the buxom girl, Nancy, and wondered if any other of her charges had done the same or if it had been one of the boys in her class who had seduced the youngster. And then they heard Bonny stirring and Sue quietly went back to her own room.

 

Dear Diary - I got her to do it to me. And she's great. She has an awful lot of hair on her pussy but it was fun, kind of tickly, to kiss her. And she got real hot, too. She most smothered me when she came. She thinks she was the first with me and that I don't know nothin but I'm gonna leave it that way. Now I know what I can do though, if I get horny.

 

Journal - Oct. 2 - I did it! I know I ought to feel guilty but I don't. It was better than with Janey. Sue doesn't have any hair on her pussy and she got very excited and it made me feel so good to be in control of her. And I was! She did everything I told her to do. There's no doubt that she likes it, too so all I have to do is be discreet.

 

Cousin Bill:

                        You gotta meet my teacher! Just meet her, nothin else. She took me to bed. No, that's not right. I got in her bed. But the result was the same. Boy, it was fun, speshly since I been wanting it for so long. It's not like with Jan coz she's got a lot of black hair on her pussy, but that made it more exciting coz I knew it wasn't Jan. And she's a lot older, older even than you. I still want you to come and visit coz it's not like having the real thing. Come visit, soon.

                                                                 Sue.

 

  Journal - Oct. 17 - I can't seem to get into the habit of writing in this journal. And I probably shouldn't write what I'm putting down tonight, either. Little Sue has been simply marvellous and she really likes what we do. (So do I!) But I can't leave well enough alone.

                 I found Betty. I really should give Sue credit for helping me, even though she doesn't know how she did. Betty is the same age as Sue, but not as well developed. Sue told me that she (Betty) was beginning to act silly around the boys and that Nancy had said that Betty was playing with herself. I began to look at her and I decided that she might be a supplement to Sue. Not that I really need it but, after the way Sue has taken to our little dalliance, I'm curious about others, too.

                I won't record all of the details, but I made Betty stay late two weeks ago, just to explore my developing fantasy a bit further. And it went beyond my wildest dreams!

                Betty, as I've said, is barely twelve years old but she has not grown like Sue. She is quite tall, slender, and her breasts are only the size of oranges. But, in feelings, she's as advanced as Sue. And, like Sue, she's shy and timid. I questioned her about playing with herself and she admitted it almost right away. Then I made her do it in front of me, in the cloakroom. It was fabulous. She has a cute little pussy, not as plump as Sue's, and the lips don't spread at all, but when she got her fingers on it, it got very wet and then she sort of lost her head. She's really a very passionate youngster.

                Anyway, I did it for her, too, with my mouth. It was wonderful! She went simply wild. And after, when I ordered her to get on her knees and do me, she did exactly as I asked. It was not only delightful because she's a quick learner but also because she's so obedient and submissive. I never had such pleasure. And she's scared I'll tell (Ha!) so I'm sure it's safe. I'm not going to let Sue know, either. She might tell and that would be the end!

 

  My Lovin Cuzzin:

                        I've changed my mind. I'll let you do her! The bitch has got Betty and she's not giving me enough. She don't know that I know, but I do. But your big c.... would straighten her out. Did I tell you she sez she aint never done it? I'm not sure I believe her but she sure acted like it was the truth. Anyway, if you come and visit, I'll help you get into her ....after you do me a couple of times. Is that enough to get you to visit? I want it, Bill. Really want it.

                                                      Your scheming relative,

                                                                          Sue.

P.S. She has a great mouth and she's shy and kinda weak-willed. I bet you could get her real easy. Like you done me.

 

 

 Journal - Oct 18 - Now I have to tell you about Julie. It's strange that, only yesterday, I was writing about Betty and how wonderful she is and today I have another to write about.

                Julie is thirteen and plump and today I discovered something else about her. (Or about me.) She came in after recess with her clothes all dirty and her face too. She wouldn't tell me what happened so I sent her home to clean up but told her she'd have to stay after school.

                Well, after school when we were alone, I ordered her to tell me what happened and she did. I think I'm learning that my students do what I tell them, if I order them instead of ask. And it's giving me a lot of ideas, (and confidence), but more of that later.

                Anyway, she told me what happened at recess. One of the older boys raped her. I'm not sure that rape was the right word because it sounds like it's a frequent occurrence but this time he didn't let her find a place where she wouldn't get her clothes dirty. She says that most of the older boys have raped her (as she calls it), at least once this year, ever since her older sister's boyfriend did what she described as "busted my cherry". She says she can't stop them and, when I ordered her to undress, she didn't even question it.

                She is quite different from Betty. She has some fuzz on her pussy and it's fatter than Betty's. Her breasts are bigger even than Sue's but, best of all, she did whatever I asked, without question.

                I'm going to try the same with some of the other girls, too. I really like what I've found out about my students and my authority and about me, too. It's great to be able to order them around.

                Sue says her cousin is coming to visit this weekend. He's a college student, nineteen years old, and she describes him as "a real hunk". I'll have to be careful when he's here. I wonder if he realizes how advanced his little cousin is? Anyway, no night-time delight next weekend.

 

 

Dear Diary - He's going to be here tomorrow night, for three days. I can hardly wait. I'm wet all the time, just from thinking about it. Teacher is really getting me mad. She not only got Betty but now she's got Julie, too. And that aint fair. Julie is doin it with all the guys so she don't need what teacher gives. I hope Bill will do what I want with her. (Annette, that is.) If she really aint ever done it, then I bet he'll sprise her. She's getting awful bossy lately but he'll take care of that.

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Author’s Note:  Do you think that little Sue ought to help her cousin deflower the schoolteacher?  She’s obviously rather immoral herself since she’s seducing her pupils.