Hot for Teacher

Hot for Teacher
Chapter 3: The First Session - A Practical Education

When Colgate had accepted an invitation for random and anonymous sex based on an advert posted on the internet, she hadn't expected the recipient to be someone she knew, or at least remembered. Even more than that, she hadn't expected the person to be one of her old teachers at high school, Miss Cheerilee.

Cheerilee likewise seemed to remember her. "I know you, don't I? You were a student at Canterlot High, weren't you? I never forget a student."

Colgate nodded. "Yeah, but I never actually had you as a teacher. A couple of times as a sub, but never as a proper teacher."

Cheerilee looked off into the distance for a few moments. "Yes, that's right. I remember you now. Min, or something like that, right?"

"Minuette," Colgate said, "but everyone now calls me Colgate."

"Like the toothpaste?" Cheerilee laughed slightly, slipping down into the booth.

"Like the toothpaste," Colgate affirmed. "Comes with studying dentistry."

"Oh, do tell?" Cheerilee was intrigued, eager to hear about one of her former students continuing academic study.

"Getting a little off topic," Colgate said, trying to steer the conversation back to her initial question. "Are you 'Woman looking for discreet adult companion?'"

Cheerilee blushed a little, though it was hard to spot it under the vibrant pink of her skin. "Yes, that's me," she said, dipping her eyes. "Are you here to accept my proposal?"

"Yep," Colgate said. "Though," she added, almost as an after thought, "I'm surprised to see you having to put up an advert. I always thought that an attractive woman like you would have no trouble finding someone to be with. Wasn't there a news story about you having a fling with some student a couple of years ago..."

"Ugh, that piece of gutter tabloid press, again? Nothing but lies and slander, I assure you." Cheerilee sounded a little angry at the mention. "I would never have an affair with one of my students while they were a student."

"So it wasn't true?"

"Do you really think that I would still be employed as a teacher if I have been accused of having an affair with an underage student and wasn't able to prove that the claim was false?"

Colgate had to admit that she had a point.

"Why don't you tell me what you have heard, and I'll tell you what, if any of it is true?"

Colgate thought about it for a moment, trying to remember the article she had just skimmed through two years ago. "You were seen bringing a student back to your house, where you were then photographed kissing him. The article then suggested more intimate things happened later on."

Cheerilee nodded once. "None of that is true; well one thing is half true, but it didn't happen the way the paparazzi said it did. Mac and I are just friends, nothing more."

"So what did happen, really?"

Cheerilee sighed, "He wasn't a student, he was a former student. At that time, Mac had graduated a couple of months before. When he was my student, he was such a sweet kid; he would always give me a card and a bunch of flowers on my birthday. The year he graduated, I thought that would be the end of it, but he came around to my house that year, flowers in hand. I had been having a rotten day, and it was just such a kind gesture. I invited him in for a drink to celebrate my birthday, now that he was eighteen and could drink legally. Right at the end of it, just as he was leaving he gave me a quick peck on the cheek. It was totally innocent, but that was when the photo was taken. Everything else you heard was pure libel and slander."

Cheerilee paused to take a sip of her coffee. "The papers all ran with the story; front page headlines and exposé's. Lot's of activity but no fact checking. When the school, Mac, and I all said the same thing: that there was nothing to it and the papers couldn't find anything to actually substantiate the claim when pressed, they were forced to drop the story and print an apology. Way back on page eight, but it was printed. It hurt me for a good long while, but Principal Celestia and her sister Luna were fantastic in their support for me, telling me that they would make sure that I didn't loose my job over it. Eventually the press just forgot about me when the next juicy scandal broke and they moved onto the next story."

"So how did you find out you were into girls?" Colgate asked, eager to move on from what was clearly not a happy topic for Cheerilee. "You mentioned you have no preference for gender."

"Oh, that's easy," Cheerilee said, brightening instantly. "I've always been interested in women, I guess; ever since primary school when I had a crush on the girl who sat next to me. Back then though the schools only taught traditional male female sexuality, and so I was made to think that what I was feeling was something shameful to be hidden. My parents were also rather strict on the subject. They made it clear they expected a boyfriend, not a girlfriend to be brought to dinner. It wasn't until I was grown up, moved out and just starting up as a student teacher that I really had an opportunity to experiment."

"One of the subjects I had to teach was sex-ed. The established teachers give it to the new bloods as both a form of hazing, and to see how they can cope in the classroom. If you can handle a bunch of rowdy students all blushing or laughing at what they see as naughty words and ideas then you can handle just about anything the school life can throw at you. By this point, the school's curriculum had evolved a little and we were expected to teach at least the basic idea that homosexual attraction and bisexuality were legit things, and a perfectly normal thing to be feeling. Teaching the girls about the fact that you can be attracted to other women piqued my interest in experimenting with girls again, so I decided to see what would happen."

Colgate leaned forwards, interested in Cheerilee's story. Her own coffee was just about forgotten, slowly cooling on the table beside her.

"Not quite sure how to go about it, I just decided to jump into the deep end and went to a lesbian bar. It didn't take long before some women started hitting on me. Most were just too...butch for me; eager to just jump in the sack, or way to masculine for me to actually feel comfortable, but one, she was kind and patient. She realised that I was just figuring things out, and was willing to take things slow with me. I suppose you would say that we dated for a while, but it was more her teaching me than us dating. The idea of sex wasn't even approached for weeks, until one day Raven said that she would be ready when I was. When I finally felt ready, the sex was fantastic; there was no question about that. Raven was an absolute tiger in the sack, imaginative in ways I would never have thought. She was the one who taught me to add a little spice to the bedroom through roleplay and toys, and she had tongue control like I've never seen."

"So what happened to her?" Colgate asked. Clearly they hadn't remained together, or else she wouldn't be here.

"In the end, I guess we both just wanted something different out of our relationship. I was still just working out if I was gay or not, but Raven was looking for the long term committed relationship. We both knew that it wouldn't work in the long run, so we parted as friends while it was still good. I'll always love Raven, but I wasn't in love with her. When she found someone else who could give her what she wanted, I couldn't bring myself to stand in their way. We stay in touch now and then, and I believe she's very happy with her partner."

It was a much sweeter first time story that Colgate's own.

"The advert said you were looking for someone willing to roleplay with you," Colgate asked, moving on to the actual reason they were both here. She had tried out roleplay on a couple of occasions with formers lovers, and had enjoyed it on most of the times she had tried it.

Cheerilee blushed again, harder this time. "Actually there are a couple of things I've always wanted to try out with someone. How do you feel about, um, discipline?"

"You mean like spankings, authority, domination, that sort of thing?" Colgate saw one of the waitresses give them a quick, slightly dirty look. This was not exactly the sort of thing one just discussed out in public, but she shouldn't have been listening in to begin with. Or perhaps she was interested in joining in.

Cheerilee nodded, "yes, that sort of things exactly. Are you ok with that?"

"I think so," Colgate said. She hadn't really thought all that much about it before. One boyfriend had wanted to try ropes at one point, but he was hopeless with knots, so every time they had tried, it always just became a mess. Eventually, they had just given up on the idea.

"We can ease into that one. I'd like to try something else for our first session. The, uh, home tutor. Would you be comfortable pretending to be a student getting some extra help?"

Colgate had no issue in doing something like that. She actually had a couple of sets of clothes that would work perfectly for such an idea: a turtleneck sweater, short skirt, maybe do her hair up a little different. "That's fine."

"Great!" Cheerilee beamed at her. "How are you for this weekend?"

Colgate had nothing on that couldn't be moved around.

"Fantastic. My place about six, six thirty?"

"It's a date," Colgate said. This was going to be interesting, there was no doubt about that.

Finally the night had arrived, and Colgate walked up to the front door of Cheerilee's home. A small, single story house in the outer suburbs, it looked exactly like the house one would expect a teacher to live in. Out front was a small garden, fastidiously kept clear of any kind of weed. She knocked on the door a few times and waited for Cheerilee to answer.

She didn't have to wait long, as Cheerilee opened the door quickly, eyes bulging as she got a look at Colgate's outfit. A sweater, a tie and glasses rounded out her attempt to make herself look like the quintessential everystudent.

"I was hoping it would be you," Cheerilee said, beaming at her. "I can't believe we're actually going to do this. Now, there's no script for this so how you want to portray your character is mostly up to you. Just try not to stray too far from the core of the scene if you can. Are you ready?"

Colgate was. "While we're doing this, you can call me Min if you want, alright?"

"If that's what you want." Cheerilee handed her a small stack of academic textbooks, props to make the event even more authentic. "Right then. Shall we begin?"

It was a cold night as Minuette walked up to her tutor's house. She was way behind in a couple of subjects, but Cheery was always willing to help her out with whatever she needed.

Arriving at Cheery's house, she adjusted the hem of her skirt, wishing that she had worn pants instead. In her hands she had her algebra homework and the starting of a major essay for English Lit. Also there was something else that she needed help with, but only if she had time for it at the end. And if she could bring herself to actually ask for it.

Cheery was waiting for her as she walked up the short path, waving her over to the door. "Min, come inside. It's freezing out here. I've got a nice fire going and plenty of warm chocolate to keep us going."

Min followed Cheery into her home, walking into the living room. Just as Cheery had said, the living room had been cleared out, with a large open space on the run in front of a banked fire. The warm sound of crackling wood filled the air. Cheery directed her to get set up on the rug, heading off into the kitchen to get a couple of mugs of warm drinks. Min did so, pulling her textbooks and papers out of her bag and setting herself out on the couch. When she was done, the rug looked like a near disaster area with loose sheets of paper and books spread all around it in a half circle around her.

While others might have just seen chaos in the clutter, there was a method to her actions. Each pile of papers was ordered depending on how much help she needed and how important it was. She knew where everything was, and that was all that mattered really.

Cheery came back in with two steaming mugs and set them down on a table. She took one look at the mess Min had created in the minute she had been in the kitchen, but it didn't bother her. She understood that this was just Min's process.

"Right then, what do you need help with the most?" she asked, settling down beside her student.

The next hour or so was spent getting Min's homework up and done. Cheery had a way of making even the most boring topics seem alive and interesting, which was far more than could be said for some of her teachers at school. They were just in it for the pay check it seemed. Cheery really cared about her, and was always willing to spend just that little bit extra time to make sure that she really understood the topic at hand. Min was not a bad student by any means, but she just had a hard time really learning from textbooks and lectures. Cheery had once described her as being a visual learner, and she figured that it was an apt description. Min remembered things best when she could actually hold them in her hands, turn them over and get a feel for the thing.

She loved the practical subjects at school, art, music, even tech studies as at the end of the day, there was something you could take home and really call your own. Things like a painting, a wooden stool, or even a recording of something you had played. English and Maths were just the opposite, purely a cerebral experience, and so Min struggled with them, but Cheery could always help her out with it.

Finally her homework was finished and she felt she had a good grasp of everything else she had needed help with. They still had another hour of so of time before Min would have to get ready to head back home, but that wasn't a problem. Cheery always had something to pass the time with. Maybe she could ask about that extra thing...

"Right, Min, I think that about covers it for your maths and English work. Is there anything else you need help with?"

Min blushed and shrank down into herself, eyes darting away from Cheery. She wanted to ask, but she felt shy about it. "Well, there is this one thing. I could use some help with..."

"With what?" Cheery asked "You know I'm willing to help you with just about anything, right?"

"With...anatomy," Min finally said, almost whispering.

"Anatomy?" Cheery repeated. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Sure I can help you with that. Did you bring any books with you?"

Min pulled out one of her books, a hardcover titled 'The Human Body.' Inside was detailed descriptions of various bodily functions and processes, along with pictures and photos for viewing. Min quickly flipped the book open to the pages on the human reproductive system. "I think I'm doing ok with the male reproductive organs, but I could really use a hand on the female ones. I know I should know all this stuff already, but it just doesn't make any sense to me. The pictures just aren't enough."

"Then let's go over it together," Cheery said, settling back down next to Min. In the light of the fire, they almost looked like a pair of sisters, and in some ways, Cheery was like and older sister to Min.

For the next fifteen minutes, they went over the book, Cheery discussing and trying to highlight various things relating to the female body, the reproductive cycle and how the female body differed from the male one.

Min was trying, but she just wasn't quite getting it. It would be so much easier if she could touch all the things she was looking at, rather than just looking at pictures.

Cheery seemed to notice the same thing, as she paused in her explanations for a few moments, seeming to think about something before saying, "Min. how would you like to see all this up close? Something better than just looking at pictures in a textbook?"

Min looked at Cheery. "That would be great."

Cheery smiled at her. "You can't tell your parents about this, though. I could get in a lot of trouble for this."

"I promise, Cheery. I won't tell anyone. You can trust me."

Cheery did trust Min. Talking a look around to make sure that her windows were shut and the door was locked, Cheery got up and walked over to the couch. Sitting down on it, she started to unbutton her shirt, and unzip her skirt. Min watched her, not quite understanding what was going on. "What are you doing, Cheery?"

Cheery pulled her skirt off, leaving her in her bra and panties. "Come over here, Min. I know you work best when you can actually touch things." She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra, letting the thing come free. Slipping it off, Cheery let her breasts come into view. Min's eyes instantly locked on to them, drawn to her nipples.

Cheery paused for a moment and took a deep steadying breath before she followed up with her panties, dropping them down around her calves and stepping one leg out. Leaning back into the couch she spread her legs apart, letting Min get a good look at her body.

Min slowly crawled over to where Cheery was sitting, not taking her eyes off of her body. When she had thought she would need a little extra help, this certainly wasn't what she had been expecting. Reaching the couch, she sat down just before Cheery, eyes roaming around her form, taking in her breasts and fleshy slit.

Cheery was not about to just sit idle however. Taking one hand, she spread her vaginal lips apart, letting Min get a clear view of everything nestled inside her; she was here for education after all. "See these, they are the labia majora, urethral opening, labia minor." Cheery pointed out the various structures as she spoke, letting Min get a good look at all the various parts.

Min knew the names of all the parts, seen them in textbooks, but this was something else. She had tried to get a look at her own vagina and vulva before using mirrors, but it was hard to get a good angle, so she had never really managed to get a clear shot. But watching Cheery point everything out to her, it was all clear exactly how everything fit together.

"And this is the clitoris," Cheery finished up, pointing to the small fleshy bulb at the tip of her vulva. "It is the primary stimulation zone for female sexual gratification. All the nerve endings make it incredibly sensitive to any form of stimulation such at touch or pressure."

Cheery rubbed a finger against her clit, enjoying the feeling. She had never masturbated in front of someone before, but it just felt right. Min was rapt, watching her slowly stroke herself. "Did you know that the clitoris is the only organ on the human body that is solely devoted to pleasure?" she asked.

Min shook her head, not taking her eyes off of Cheery.

Cheery gave herself one final stroke and took her hands away. "Go ahead, feel free to touch if you want, Min."

"Really?" Min sounded just a little too eager.

"Really." Cheery picked up one of Min's hands with her own and brought it over so that it was resting on her stomach.

Timidly, hesitatingly, Min lifted her hand and moved to cup one of Cheery' breasts. It fit comfortably into her palm, squishy and soft. Cheery squirmed a little as Min squeezed slightly, feeling the tissue distort under her grip. Emboldened, she brought her other hand up and gripped her other breast, increasing the speed and firmness of her grip. One of Cheery's hands covered Min's, squishing her breasts further. "That's it, Min. Don't be afraid to get a little harder."

Min shifter her grip from cupping Cheery's breasts to gripping them straight on. Under her palms she could feel Cheery's nipples begin to harden, poking out from her body more with each squeeze. Just as Cheery had said, she squeezed harder, relishing the feeling of the fatty globes jiggling under her hands. They way they felt in her hands, the way that they always bounced back after.

A couple of minutes later, Min let go of Cheery's tits, still grinning at the strangeness of the situation. Cherry was smiling at her, clearly enjoying herself. She pointed down between her legs, spreading a little wider. "Don't forget about down there."

Min looked down and saw that Cheery's vulva was slick with moisture, evidence of her excitement. Bringing one finger down, she traced the outside of her labial lips, earning a soft moan from Cheery.

"That's nice, Min," Cheery breathed, sounding breathy and distant. "Keep going."

Min stroked her again, bringing another finger down and probing gently.

Cheery wasn't quite so gentle, grabbing Min's fingers and pulling so that Min slid inside her. She hissed at the sudden penetration, and started pumping until she was sure that Min had the idea.

Min kept on pushing her fingers into Cheery, sinking in one knuckle at a time. When she pulled out, her fingers were shiny and covered in Cheery's juice. Pulling totally out, she brought her fingers up to her nose and sniffed. The moisture smelt sweet, and she flicked her tongue over her finger, tasting Cheery's juice. "What is this stuff?" she asked, licking her fingers clean.

"That's a sign of arousal, Min. It happens when a woman enters into a state of sexual arousal and means that she is ready for intercourse."

"You mean sex?"

Cheery nodded, gazing down into Min's eyes. "Yes, Min. I mean sex."

"If only there was a boy here."

Cheery stopped and put a hand under Min's chin, forcing her to look up at her. "You don't have to be a boy to have sex with a woman, Min. Two girls can have sex just as well as a boy and a girl can."

"But how?" Min asked.

"I could show you, if you like." Cheery said, approaching the subject carefully. If she was too eager, Min might back off.
Min nodded eagerly. "What do I need to do?"

Cheery pointed out at the rug. "Take off your clothes and lay down on the rug. I'll take care of everything else.

Min didn't hesitate. She crawled back over to the rug and lay back down on her back. Quickly, her skirt and shirt were removed and she tossed them over to a corner of the room. Her bra and panties followed and Min lay back down on the rug, naked. Looking at her own body, she could see that her own nipples were pointy, not as much as Cheery, but they were hardening as she watched.

Cheery got up off the couch and walked over to where Min was laying on the carpet. She looked Min over, gazing at her small tits and small patch of pubic hair. She was laying on the ground, legs slightly apart as she watched Cheery, blushing a little as she did.

"Am, am I okay?" Min asked.

"Min, you look perfect," Cheery said, crouching down in between Min's legs and leaning over her. Bringing one hand behind Min's head, she leaned down and pressed her lips to Min's.

Min's eyes widened as she realised that Cheery was kissing her, but she quickly relaxed into the kiss, returning it if fervour. Cheery;s tongue pushed its way into her mouth, wrestling with her own as they kissed, Cheery pressing her body into Min's. Min felt Cheery's nipples and breasts pressed up against hers, their nipples rubbing together as they made out before the fire. Her own hands moved of their own accord and wrapped around Cheery's head, intertwining in her hair and running down the side of her face.

Min lost all track of time as she kissed Cheery. She wasn't sure when it changed from Cheery kissing her to her kissing Cheery, but did, and she wanted more, lips hungrily seeking Cheery's. Dimly, she was aware of a tingling feeling between her legs, but she was focused on what Cheery was doing to her mouth.

Seconds, or it could have been hours later, Cheery pulled back, looking down at Min with ravenous desire in her eyes. Min was panting slightly, eyes wide and a little unfocused. "Wow," she breathed, feeling flushed.

"It gets better," Cheery said before cupping one of Min's breasts with her hand. Min gasped at the feeling, but a moment later, Cheery's hand was joined by her mouth engulfing her hard nipple. Cheery's mouth was soft, her tongue twirling around the nipple and earning more gasps from Min.

Cheery switched to her other breast, attacking it with renewed force. Min was helpless in her skilled hands, eyes rolling back in her head and moaning with the pleasure. The tingle from between her legs was stronger now, but Cheery's hands were holding her arms in place, preventing her from doing anything about it.

Cheery kept at it, switching and licking at Min's breasts at will, occasionally lightly biting her nipples and earning a squeal of pleasure or two. Min never wanted her to stop, but stop she did, letting Min's breasts go before slowly kissing her way down Min's stomach. Min raised her head and watched as Cheery made her way to between her legs, kissing just above her patch of pubic hair. The tingle between her legs had increased to a full on ache, and Min needed relief.

Cheery's fingers touched Min's cunt, spreading her lips apart slightly, revealing glistening pink flesh behind her lips. Electric shocks flowed through Min; Cheery's touch magic to her body. Cheery lowered herself until she was just inches away from Min's vagina, her breath warm and cloying on Min's senses.

Min watched her, her mind fogging over from desire and arousal. Cheery was smiling up at her, framed by her legs. "Remember when I said that the clitoris was the only organ dedicated to pleasure?"

Min nodded, remembering that Cheery had said exactly that. Cheery grinned at her before latching her mouth onto Min's vagina and flicking her tongue over her clit.

"AAAAHHHH!" Min nearly screamed as she felt Cheery's tongue swipe at her. Pleasure flowed through her, rendering her powerless to do anything.

Cheery looked up for a moment, her mouth and lips slick with Min's arousal. "I think she likes it."

"More," Min managed to croak out. Her brain was foggy, hazy from the pleasure, but knew she wanted, needed more. Cheery obliged, eagerly diving back between Min's legs and tonguing her again, spreading Min's lips apart with her fingers and taking long, slow licks along the whole length of her slit.

Cheery obliged her, sucking and stroking her cunt, tongue delving as deep as she could go. Min was loving it, hips bucking against the ground as she writhed on the floor. Cheery was perfect, teasing her, pleasing her even before she knew she wanted it.

Eyes closed, Min tried to hold out as long as she could, but it was all too much for her. In a gush, she felt her mind explode in pleasure as Cheery sucked on her clit, sparks of electricity jolting her from side to side. Her hands grabbed Cheery's head and mashed it hard against her body.

Slowly, Min came down, and as she blinked her eyes open, she saw that Cheery had repositioned herself during Min's orgasm. She had spun around so that now Cheery's dripping pussy was just inches away from Min's face.

Min could smell her, sweet and tangy. Eagerly, she reached up and gabbed Cheery's hips and pulled down, forcing Cheery's cunt down until she was pressed against Min's face. Instantly, Cheery's scent filled her nose, and Min's tongue snaked out and took her first taste of pussy.

Strong, sweet, tasting faintly of flowers, Min's first taste quickly became two, and then three as her tongue began to explore Cheery's body. From the way that Cheery began thrashing on top of her, she was clearly enjoying herself up there, and a few seconds later, Min felt Cheery's mouth on her slit again.

They stayed there for god knows how long, heads buried between each others legs, eating each other out. With each lick, Min became bolder, focusing her attention on Cheery's clit or probing her tongue in as deep as she could. Cheery did the same, but clearly this was a subject that her tutor was far better at than Min.

Still, she was not one to be outdone, and redoubling her efforts, she flicked away at Cheery's button, dragging her tongue along her dripping gash in between sucks at the fleshy nub, and it wasn't long before she felt Cheery scream into her own cunt. Above her, Cheery twitched and writhed around, and Min felt her vagina spasm around her tongue. Seconds later, a fresh wave of juice coated Min's mouth and chin an Cheery fell away from her, panting and fanning her face.

Min struggled up to her elbows and looked at Cheery, gasping for air on the floor. She looked sticky, covered in sweat and sexual fluids. Min got down next to her and wrapped her arms around her tutor, pressing her body against Cheery's and kissing her fiercely. An exotic taste - her own juices, Min figured, were on Cheery's lips, and Min devoured them readily. Soon though, she was spent, and the pair of them just lay there before the slowly dying fire, arms around each other, lips pressed together, embracing like lovers.

Finally, Cheery had to come up for air, and Min rested her head on Cheery's chest, listening to her breathing. Cheery brought her mouth down to Min's ear and whispered, "did you learn everything you needed to?"

Of course Min had. Everything she had needed, and more.

Cheery took her nod as a yes. Untangling herself from Min, she said, "Then, class dismissed."

Colgate blinked a couple of times and tried to get herself off of her back. She was tired, and far too comfortable to actually do it, so Cheerilee had to extend a hand to help pull her up to a sitting position. Her body was sore, but she was totally satisfied with how things had gone. Her pussy was thoroughly fucked and there was no way that she would be forgetting this experience in a hurry.

Looking over at Cheerilee, she took in the older woman's body. Like her, Cheerilee was heaving with breath, her breasts rising and falling, but a look of extreme satisfaction on her face.

"So..." Cheerilee started once they both had their breath back, "would you want to do this again?"

Colgate smiled at her, "Absolutely. I had a great time tonight. It was better than I had expected it to be."

"Then why don't you pick the theme for next week?" Cheerilee looked at her, eager to see what she chose.

Colgate thought about it for a few moments. There was one thing she had wanted to try for a little while. It wouldn't require much material or preparation. Just her, Cheerilee and a blindfold. "I want to try sensory deprivation. Blind, deaf, nothing but the sense of touch. It's meant to make everything more intense."

Cheerilee laughed a little at the idea. "That sounds wonderful. Your place next week?"

Colgate was already looking forward to it.