A lesbian tale with my teacher Part 1of 2

A lesbian tale with my teacher Part 1of 2
 
I had attended a girls’ middle school in Hangzhou China. There I discovered that I was attracted to girls. I would not say that the attraction was not sexual because I never self- pleasured to thoughts of girls. Nevertheless, I was always glancing at the other girls, especially during badminton practice and of course at changing times.
 
The move  
 
Once I arrived in the south of England I settled into my individual room and got used to the atmosphere of this all female environment. All of the pupils were girls, of course, and 95% or the teachers were women. I was very happy with this environment because it protected me from having too much contact with boys and men.
 
One of my favorite subjects was geography, and this class was taught by Miss Simmons, who was known as a fine teacher. I too was impressed by her teaching. She was around 30 years old and quite attractive, although her looks were not something I immediately noticed.
 
During my first few lessons with her I could see she was serious, knowledgeable and professional. She did seem to give me a little more attention than she gave to the other girls. She took more time with me and allowed me more time to answer her questions than she gave to the other girls.
 
After about a month she would sometimes come somewhat into my personal space. For example, once when I did my project well, she put her hand on my shoulder and said Ruthann, you are such a lovely and clever girl. I felt strange when she did this, but also in many ways was also excited. My teacher was being so nice to me! I also thought this was a bit crazy. I waited to see what she would do next.
 
In my 3rd month of school she made her move. She gave me feedback on my assignment in front of the other girls.  
 
That my work was good, but also told me to see her after class it was my last class of the week was on a Friday in just before Christmas December 2010.
 
After class I went to see her at her desk. I wanted to know what was wrong with my assignment. So I sat next to her.  
 
She was ready and said the following once we were alone, Ruthann - I must say your assignment was perfect. You have nothing to worry about. You are getting 10 out of 10. However, darling, I…. must say something.
 
I thought to myself, Darling? What? I was so surprised!
 
Miss Simmons then asked me whether I could keep a secret. I said “yes”, as I think I knew what was in her mind.
 
Her voice became different, almost a deep breathing with passion. Ruthann - I want to confess something to you.  
 
I’m a lesbian. And I’m also your teacher, and because I’m your teacher I know it’s wrong and illegal. But I’m highly attracted to you, dear.
 
But I’m your pupil and younger.
 
Ruthann, my Chinese kitten, I love young girls.
 
Miss Simmons
 
Yes darling she then she kissed me. Let’s go to my living quarters. And we did.
 
I knew this was wrong and totally illegal. But my head was spinning and I was tingling all over. I was in full school uniform and never thought my first sexual experience would be like this. I could tell Miss Simmons was almost as excited as I was. Just inviting me to her room was wrong and once the door was shut she crossed the line. I walked to her sofa and she said to sit down and I nervously did. She sat next to me.
 
Ruthann - how do you feel, dear? I’m not sure, Miss. This is so dangerous, isn’t it?
 
Yes darling, but I have become obsessed with you since you started at the school. I can’t help it now. I must be honest. I have fantasized about you on many nights, thinking of the beauty that lies beneath your uniform. I love your innocence and introverted nature.
 
With that said she came close to me and leaned over me. She kissed me on my lips! Then, with heavy breathing, she kissed my neck and said I was a sweet young girl. Then I felt her hand on my teenage knee. It was so good. I knew it was in a way abuse of her position, but I loved it. I really didn’t understand what was going on, but just knew it was all so sexy.
 
She lost control. Oh, Ruthann you lovely little girl. You sweetie… I have wanted your young body so much. Please, darling, please!!!
 
I was overwhelmed with unfamiliar desires, so I just let it all occur. But suddenly then she stopped, and said: Please - this is our little secret - yes?
 
Yes Miss Simmons. I promise.
 
Then she started to explain to me. Ruthann, she said as she leaned away from me just a little, while keeping her eyes locked on mine. Have you noticed me admiring you in class?
 
I answered hesitantly. Well, I guess so. I wasn't sure exactly. I thought you might be looking at me.
 
Well, I was looking at you, dear. And I very much liked what I saw.
 
What was that, Miss. Simmons?
 
I saw a beautiful young girl, just becoming a young woman. It made me think back to when I was your age when
I had all those wonderful crazy feelings just bubbling up inside me, feelings that I just didn't quite know what to do with. And it made me think that I wanted to help you understand those feelings.
 
Well, I have been feeling a lot of things, lately, that's for sure.
 
By the way, Ruthann, did you notice where I was looking a lot of the time when I was watching you? She held her breath waiting for me to answer, and my face reddened as I thought about how her eyes devoured me those times in class.
 
You know exactly where I was looking, don't you, Ruthann? She asked, and at the same time she moved one of her hands between my thighs and began to stroke me lightly with just the tips of her fingers.
 
I was looking right here, dear. You lovely sexy young schoolgirl!
 
Mmmmmmm, it was all I could manage in response to her touch before she leaned in and kissed me again, this time more forcefully. She took my bottom lip between hers and sucked on it, then moved to my top lip and did the same.  
 
She kissed me the way I found that I loved to be kissed—slowly, sensuously, with passion. It was the way I had dreamed of being kissed.
 
All the while, her hand drifted lightly on the inside of my thighs, from my knees, upward, almost to that magical place between my legs. But each time she approached my treasure, she slowly slid her hand down once again. I felt her warm breath in my mouth, coming in little pants now, as my ripe young body began to respond to these delicious sensations.
 
Just as her tongue pressed inside my mouth, her hand made contact with the thin fabric of my school knickers. She gasped again at this intimate touch, but I offered no resistance. In fact, I let my thighs part just a little, in an instinctive reaction that invited her to continue.
 
And just as her tongue was probing inside my sweet young mouth, she used two fingers to locate my lower lips and begin tracing up and down along the outline of my little slit, feeling my dark blue knickers grow even wetter with the desire that had been building inside. She pressed the fabric inside my labia and moved one finger upward until I gave out a little moan when she located my clit.
 
But then she stopped, and removed her hand and her lips. She looked deeply into my eyes. Do you like what I'm doing, Ruthann? Oh, yes, I sighed, unable to talk above a whisper.
 
Do you want me to go further, my dear?
 
Please, Miss. Simmons please do, it to me again like that.
 
She continued and lifted my skirt. She lost her breath as she looked at my dark blue school knickers and my pale smooth young skin. Ruthann, you are lovely so young so fresh so tight. I can’t help it! She proceeded to lean down to kiss my young thighs, moving her face all the way up towards my knickers. She breathed in my musty smells and lovingly and lustfully licked my navy blue knickers that covered my pussy. I was in heaven.
 
Lovely - lovely she panted.
 
She then helped me remove my school blouse and tie. Marveling at my soft young skin, she kissed all over my chest. Then she couldn’t help herself and ripped my bra off.
 
She watched as my breasts rose and fell rapidly with excitement. She put her hand gently on my left breast and felt the pounding of my heart. It was beating with a fury reminiscent of a frightened animal that has been captured and doesn't quite understand what is happening. Her other hand moved to my right breast, and she began to massage them both very gently at first, but gradually increasing the pressure of her touch. She rolled my young nipples between her thumb and fingers and leaned in to kiss me again. This time my mouth opened wide to invite her inside.
 
She pressed her tongue inside and began to explore, my heart beating almost as fast as hers. A little smile crossed her lips as her tongue found mine and began a tentative little dance. With this encouragement, she took both my breasts fully in her hands and kneaded them sensuously to the rhythm of our tongues' caresses.
 
My own nipples were so hard they were almost painful, and I felt the same dampness between my legs that I felt those times in class when I imagined doing this with her. Only this time it was real! And it was even more beautiful than I'd imagined.
 
Slowly, she removed her lips from mine and began kissing lightly down my neck, then upward to my ears and down again, with soft little kisses that raised goose bumps on my tight skin. Soon, her lips reached my chest and a little moan of anticipation escaped my lips.
 
And, sure enough, her mouth found my breasts and her tongue traced an outline around each one, licking lightly at that sensitive skin underneath my pert mounds, and then making smaller and smaller circles until she was outlining my areolas with her wet licks. With each touch of her tongue, I could almost see my nipples grow a little before my eyes.
 
Sensing from my little moans that I was ready, she took first one nipple, then the other between her lips and sucked them in turn, all the while, her tongue swirling and teasing them. As she took my left breast as far into her mouth as she could, her right hand slid over my flat belly toward my knickers. And when she encountered the fabric, she paused for a minute to tickle that sensitive area just beneath my belly button, once again more goose bumps.
 
 
By nutbuster