There are times when the temptation is just too great. Last week I went to the home of a music student who I am coaching for an exam. Elizabeth is highly talented. She is also highly sexed too, but sometimes I get the feeling that she really doesn't know it. Then again, there are other times when I think she knows exactly what she is doing. She is 18 by the way.
So, last week, Elizabeth was wearing a white dress that barely made it down to her mid thigh. It was also very see through and her knickers showed clearly. As the lesson progressed, I noticed that she was showing signs of being aroused. (A flush across her neck and chest, nipples pressing hard against her dress and unusually deep breathing. About half way through the lesson, she excused herself to go to the bathroom. When she walked back into the room it was obvious that she had changed her knickers. What were dark blue were now white.
Now, I figured that as she had been away for about 10 minutes it had to be one of two things. Either she had come on and had to take care of it, or she had masturbated. I struggled with my conscience for a few minutes before deciding I had to find out. So now I excused myself and went to the bathroom hoping that the laundry basket would be in there. Fortunately for me, it was and there, right on top were a pair of dark blue knickers. I picked them up and they were still warm. And then I looked inside them and there in the crotch was a damp mark with white all around it.
Elizabeth had been feeling horny after all. I unzipped in a moment and already had a raging hard on. Then I smelt her. There are no words to describe the scent of a fresh, (and I am totally sure) virgin. Sweet, heady, flowery, yes, all of those things. Even the faint hint of pee was arousing and soon I felt myself about to cum. That was when I decided to take one hell of a chance. My sister is something of a pagan and she believes in 'old' magic, so I decided I would shoot my load on Elizabeths own cum. Who knows, maybe there is something in it and I might get a chance for more. I shot a good sized load into Elizabeth's knickers and then rubbed my dick where her pussy had been.
Back downstairs, Elizabeth still looked flushed and we carried on our lesson. About ten minutes before the end she left the room again. When she came back she was wide eyed and breathless.
As she said goodbye to me, she leaned forward and kissed my cheek. The first time she had done anything like that. I wonder if she found my contribution to her knickers. More than that, I wonder what next week might bring.