Quest to See his Hot Teacher Naked

"Bad girls are fun. You drink, party, and have sex with them. You don't party with the virtuous girls. You probably aren't physically attracted to them, but they are respectable. They are good enough to introduce to mother and to marry. You can't have raucous sex with them because they are your wife, the mother of your children. That good, virtuous woman cannot be treated like a sex loving whore."

"That sounds crazy."

"Yes. It's messed up. It leads to all kinds of trouble. Everyone is miserable. The guy doesn't marry the type of woman he's attracted to. The woman tagged a 'Madonna', is put on a pedestal. Her husband won't have great sex with her because he doesn't want to sully her. She's frustrated and left unsatisfied.

"To get the sex he craves, he has to cheat on his wife. Of course, the bastard is found out. His wife is humiliated. They divorce. That's bad for the kids. And it all happens because some men can't understand that a woman can be a great companion, a wonderful, caring mother, and a vivacious lover.

Marie looked and him and said, "Okay. So the issue isn't she's likes sex with you and other men. Then, what's the problem?"

"Butts are dirty. You know, poo."

"You seem to me to be a man with large appetites. You need someone like her. She likes sex. She sucks cock and allows people to go down on her. She hasn't freaked out seeing you having sex with me. Not all women are like that. Can't you do this for her?

"Well . . ." he wouldn't commit.

"Your little, redheaded playmate has grown into a genuinely nice, gorgeous woman. Count your blessings! She could have become one of those women who doesn't enjoy sex, won't give blowjobs, or will only sleep with you once a month in the missionary position with her bra on and the lights off.

"She is special. She deserves to be seen that way. Don't look down on her because this sensuous woman enjoys all the aspects of physical pleasure her body can provide. She isn't a sadist, a pedophile, into bestiality, or necrophilia."

"What? I've never heard of the last one," Ted said.

"Necrophilia is a word to describe those who are attracted to or have intercourse with dead bodies."

"That's disgusting."

"Yes. That's the point I was trying to get across. Somethings are disgusting and somethings are just not your cup of tea. I hope you can accommodate her. "

Paul and Connie walk over. Both were glowing. Connie's powerful orgasm had left her looking angelic. She smiled and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Sigmund Freud," Marie answered. She changed the subject and said, "It's getting late. How about we shower and go to bed?" She laughed and said, "This time to get some sleep!"

Connie yawned and said, "Yes. I'm sleepy."

Marie put her arm around the teenager and walked with her toward the bathroom. She said, "I get that way too after a great orgasm. Sex is a great stress reliever and puts me in the mood to take a nap or to sleep."

Paul asked Ted, "Want a beer?"

"Sure."

They went inside, got a lager, and sat in the living room. Paul turned on the television and found a baseball game. The guys watched without speaking.

Ted finally broke the silence and asked, "Do girls really like it when you touch their butts? I mean their butt hole."

Paul drank deeply and then answered. "Some do. Some don't. Some really like kissing. Others have very sensitive breasts. Some can only cum when you go down on them. Everyone's different.

"I tested the waters with Connie by brushing a finger across her anus and then lightly pressing on it. She pushed back so I took it further. She liked my finger in her butt. She loved my thumb in her ass. I'll bet she'd let you have anal sex."

^^^in the bathroom^^^

While Marie used the toilet, Connie gushed, "I feel like a kid in a candy store. I'm getting to see you, Paul, and Ted naked. I'm NAKED!. Today, I've sucked cock, had orgasms, and lost my virginity."

Marie wiped, flushed, and went to the sink to wash her hand. Connie took her place and peed. Marie said, "Isn't sex great!"

"Yes." Connie attended to herself and flushed the commode. She came to the double sinks and washed her hands.

Marie was preening and looking at her face the mirror. She looked at Connie and said, "I love the color of your hair and red bush."

"I hated being a redhead as a kid. I was teased a lot, but now I like it. I'm different and that's okay."

"It looks like you do the bare minimum to your pubic hair."

Connie looked down and ran her hand through the thick curls and asked, "What's there to do? I shave my bikini line."

"All hair is an opportunity. We shape our eyebrows and the hair on our head to make us more attractive. You should do the same down below. Mine would be an unruly mass like yours if I didn't groom. Do you like what I've done?"

Marie thrust her hips forward and displayed her handiwork.

"Yes. Compared to you, I'm a hairy beast. Can you help me?"

Marie grabbed a towel and spread it on the floor. "Lie down," she said.

While Connie reclined, Marie got a comb and a pair of scissors. She knelt over her, fluffed her pubes with the comb, and then trimmed them. She made quick work of her curls on her abdomen and around her sex.

"There. Magnifique!" She handed Connie a mirror.

"Wow! This is so much better. I was a shaggy and dowdy looking. This is neat and clean."

"And sexy," Marie said. She ran her fingers over her friend's pussy. She said, "The boys won't have any problem finding your clit or your vagina now."

"Ohh," Connie exclaimed as her friend rubbed her nub.

Marie put her tools away, went to the shower, and adjusted the water. When the temperature was right, she stepped in, and said, "Join me, mon cheri. My darling."

"Okay," Connie said. She climbed in with her.

"Ahh," Marie sighed as she luxuriated in the warm water. She got her body wet and then stepped out of the spray. She said, "Your turn."

"Mmmm, the water feels great," Connie said as she stepped into the spray.

Marie reached out, rubbed the girl's back, and copped a feel of her small breasts.

"Mmmm, that feels nice too. What a slut I'm becoming! I've lost my virginity, had sex with three people, suck a cock that wasn't my boyfriend's and now I'm sharing a shower with a hot, French woman and getting groped. AND I'm loving everything."

"It has been an eventful day for you and a very pleasant one for me too." She hugged the teenager and playfully tugged on her puffy, pink nipples.

She said, "I was surprised when you and Ted showed up at the pool. My first thought was 'Crap! Some of my students have seen me naked at a nudist colony. I'll lose my job and have to move.'"

"Gosh. I didn't think about that. It was never our intention to cause you any trouble. Ted was on this crazy, quixotic adventure that I was sure would never pan out. I was with him to be with him and praying that he'd noticed I was no longer the tomboy who lived next door."

"And here we are. Having a fabulous time." Marie kissed her on the neck. Then she slid in front of her. Her big boobs pressed against Connie's smaller, firmer breasts. Connie's eyes darted left and right. Marie closed her eyes and kissed the eighteen-year-old on the lips.

It turned into a long kiss. Tongue met tongue. When it ended, Marie

was very happy. Connie was breathless. Marie said, "Are you okay with me kissing you?"

Connie said, "Couldn't you tell by how fervently I returned it? Please do it again."

Marie did.

^^^in the living room^^^

Ted put his beer down and asked, "You don't think ass play is dirty?"

"For me, sex is sex. Pleasure is pleasure. Some people try to categorize it. This is okay. This isn't. When you're dating you can do this, but you have to wait until you're married to do that. I don't see the point of parsing activities that precisely.

"That's not to say I don't have my limits. I don't have sex with dudes. But I enjoy anal sex and I'm always grateful when I find a beautiful woman who enjoys it too."

Paul saw the troubled look on Ted's face and asked, "What's the matter."

"All this butt stuff seems dirty."

Paul laughed and said, "Sex done right is dirty! That's what makes it so fun and exciting."

Ted cringed. Paul said, "Sorry to make a joke. We all draw lines. Something is dirty when you classify it that way. No one should do anything they aren't comfortable doing."

"I know, but she likes it. If I don't do it, I'm depriving her of something that gives her pleasure. She might break up with me and find a guy who'll give her what she wants."

Paul confessed, "I once broke up with a beautiful girl who was great in bed because she absolutely refused to suck my cock."

^^^in the bathroom^^^

Connie said, "You're the first girl I've kissed."

"What do you think?"

"I like it. Your lips are softer than a guy's and you taste better."

"Hygiene isn't their strong point," Marie said and smiled.

Connie said, "Your breasts are so full and beautiful. I've played sports for years and showered with hundreds of girls. I've seen hundreds of pussies and breasts. I've never been attracted to them. Or wanted to touch them.

She looked deep into the French woman's eyes and said "For some reason, I feel different about you. Can I touch them?"

"These old things?" Marie said playfully. She did a move that always brought a look of astonishment to her lover's faces. She put a hand under each boob, raised them up, and then, let them drop. The soft flesh bounced and quivered like Jell-O.

Connie watched. Her jaw went slack. Her eyes became as big as moon pies. She exclaimed, "Wow! That's so cool."

Maire shook her shoulders and her tits swayed enticingly from side-to-side. Connie reached out, caught them, and said, "Wow! Yours are really soft."

Marie caressed one of Connie's smaller boobs and said, "Yours are firm. Mine sag."

Connie hefted the other woman's tits and said, "They are heavy!"

"Yes." She laughed and said, "Carrying these things around sometimes causes shoulder and back pain."

"But the guys always smile when they see them," Connie said.

"Yes. The guys always smile."

^^^living room^^^

Ted stood and got them another beer. He handed it to Paul and sat down. He mulled over what Paul had said about breaking up with a woman because she refused to suck his cock for a few minutes.

Paul watched the game. During a commercial break, he glanced at the miserable guy, and said, "I know guys who don't like to go down on women. They say it smells bad or the idea grosses them out. Is that it?

Paul took a drink and said, "It can get pretty ripe down there, if she's in tight clothes, has been exercising, or it's a hot day. For a while, I dated a big woman. She was 5' 8" and weighed 220 pounds. She had a great, big ass and humongous tits that only a fat girl can have. Pendulous torpedoes." He gestured with outstretched arms to get across just how big her breasts were.

"She had a pretty face, an infectious personality, and she was great fun to be around. One day, I made the mistake of diving head first between her thick thighs on a hot August day after an afternoon of hiking. Phew! The combination of her musky and sweat made my eyes water!

"Did something like that happen to you or were you unfortunate and come across a girl who didn't wipe her ass well enough?"

"Agh!" Ted exclaimed. "What a gross picture you paint! I didn't find a mess in some girl's panties. I've never had my face in a vagina until today. Your fiancee's pussy was the first I've ever eaten."

Paul smiled and said, "You got off to a good start. She's primo."

"Can't it be as simple as I don't want to play with her bumhole?"

Paul shrugged, drank his beer, returned his attention to the game, and dropped it.

^^^in the bathroom^^^

The ladies washed. As Connie washed her nether region, Marie asked, "Everything okay down there?"

"I'm a little sore, but I'm okay. I can tell parts have been stretched."

"Ready to go again?"

"Not tonight!"

The women laughed, finished their shower, dried their bodies, and got ready for bed.

The ballgame ended. The guys took turns using the bathroom to shower and prepared for bed. Paul went first. When Ted was done, he entered the bedroom and found everyone in the king-size bed.

Paul was on the far side. Marie was next to him. Connie was beside her. He slid into bed beside his girlfriend.

"There you are," Connie said. She turned to him and gave him a kiss. "Hold me," she said. She rolled over and snuggled against him. They both lay on their sides. He spooned her. His hand automatically grabbed a boob. It fit in his hand perfectly. She wiggled her bottom, pressed it into his hips, and quickly went to sleep.

Ted didn't fall to sleep easily and he didn't sleep as well as the others.

^^^

They all slept in. After they woke and went through their morning routines, Marie announced, "I'm making breakfast." She headed to the kitchen.

Paul quickly went to Connie and asked, "Can you cook? Marie is a great woman with many talents. Unfortunately, cooking isn't one of her skills. If we leave it to her, we will be eating baguettes with honey. Please save us."

Connie giggled and said, "I can make us omelets."

"That would be wonderful," Paul said. "Go in there, insist you make breakfast, and shoo her out of there."

Connie went into the kitchen. A minute later, Marie walked out, she saw Paul, and said, "Connie, chased me out. She's insisting on making the meal."

The two of them walked out onto the patio, they sat, talked, and enjoyed the warm morning sun. Ted entered the living room. Through the open patio door, he heard voices. He stepped outside and found Paul and Marie. He said, "Where's Connie?"

"She's making us breakfast," Marie explained.

"Good. Can we talk?"

The couple nodded their heads. Ted said, "You both tried to help me yesterday. I wasn't receptive and I wasn't honest with you. I'd like to explain and ask a favor."

Paul and Marie watched him pace while he spoke to them, he kept glancing toward the doorway as if he was afraid his girlfriend would show up, and the fingers of his right moved, tapping against the air.

"Yes. Go ahead," Marie said in a calm voice.

"When I was five-years-old and before I moved next door to Connie, my mother used the old lady that lived across the street from us as my babysitter. It was convenient and the woman had raised five children of her own so my mother felt confident that she could look after me.

"The old woman was stern and strict. The worst part for me was anytime I used the bathroom, she'd interrogate me. 'What did you do? #1 or #2? Did you wash my hands? Show me your hands. That's not good enough!' She'd wash my hands with an old style soap that sometimes burnt my skin and she lectured me about how dirty bowel movements were. How dirty that part of our body is.

"She scared me. That's why I'm skittish about butts. I can still hear her voice in my head telling me anuses are gross and disgusting."

Marie came to him and hugged him. He accepted her sympathetic action and enjoyed being in her kind, warm embrace. He said, "I realize that bums can be messy, but like any body part it can also be cleaned. I don't want some childhood trauma to control me and to deprive my girlfriend of something she enjoys. I might discover that I like it. I didn't know how much I was going to enjoy eating pussy until I ate yours." His face flushed red having admitted that embarrassing fact.

He pulled away from her so he could look at her face. Ted asked, "Marie, can I lick your asshole?"

Marie said, "Sure."

"Paul, do you mind?"

"I don't mind at all," Paul said.

Marie went over to one of the lounge chairs, she climbed on, and got on her hands and knees. She spread her legs and gave him access to her anus. Ted came forward, stroked her fine, round ass, ran his fingertips over her asshole, and then, lean down licked and kissed the brown, crinkled flesh apprehensively. He followed that up with a lick.

Since the first lick didn't make him throw up. He did it again and again.

Connie, wearing an apron, popped her head out the doorway, saw what was happening, laughed and said, "Breakfast is ready. Come and get it. No way are the omelets and toast I made going to be half as good as what Ted is eating now!" She disappeared as quickly she'd appeared, and retreated to the kitchen

Ted pulled his lips away from Marie's body. Marie looked over her shoulder and said, "That was good for me. How about you?"

"Fine. Fun. No one died. My babysitter was wrong. Thanks for letting me do that."

Ted held out his arm and assisted Marie as she climbed off the chair. The three of them went to breakfast.

Everyone stepped into the kitchen, Connie was dishing out the food. Paul said,"Look at our sexy cook." She was naked under a blue apron with a picture of a large wooden spoon on the front. The squared off top covered her boobs. In the front, it reached down mid-thigh.

Ted smiled as his girlfriend turned her back to him to grab the toast. He gave her a wolf whistle and said, "I love the back. I can see your pretty bum."

Her face turned red, she laughed, and said, "Can you believe I'm blushing because I'm showing you my tushie when we all were naked all day yesterday?"

"Men are visual creatures. They love us naked, but they also love us partially clothed," Marie said.

Paul kissed his fiancée. "I love you. A little mystery is a nice tease." He walked over to Connie, caressed her naked flank, and said, "I love you too. You and Ted are a delight. Thank you for sharing your youthful exuberance with us."

Food was served, they sat, and ate heartily. Afterward, Connie stood and began clearing the table. "No," Marie said. She went to the younger woman, untied the apron, took it off Connie, tossed it to Paul, and said, "You are in charge of the dishes."

"Okay. Fair enough," her boyfriend agreed.

Ted now had a clear view of Connie naked and said, "You cut your pubic hair!"

"Do you like?" she asked shyly.

"Yes. It's neat, clean, and sexy," he said.

She smiled and slipped out of the room to use the bathroom. Paul got busy with the dishes. Ted saddled up to Marie and said, "Can I talked to you alone?"

"Sure."

Ted walked toward the bedroom. Marie followed. Ted closed the bedroom door after Marie entered. He said, "You offered to help me improve my performance with Connie. Ah. Ah. Could you . . . . Ah. Would you mind . . ." he stammered.

She watched the young man stumble, smiled, and said, "Would you like a blowjob?"

"Yes. I love her and she's so beautiful I'm afraid I'll cum quickly. Before she's ready. I want to please her."

Marie climbed on the unmade bed. She reached out to him. He crawled in beside her. She said, "Mon cheri, I am glad to help. A young man's first climax often comes too soon. Let's get that out of the way and then, you can make love to your girl."

"Thank you."

"All I ask is that you kiss me," she said. "I'd feel like a whore if you dumped a load in my mouth without kissing me. We are friends. Oui? Yes?"

"Yes! Of course."

"Good. Friends treat each other nicely. Friends help friends." She looked at him with her big, brown eyes. He closed his eyes and kissed her.

They made out on the bed. Marie got the loving kisses and soft caresses she wanted. She rolled him onto his back, knelt beside him, and took his firm cock into her warm mouth.

"Oh!" he exclaimed.

She pulled off him and said, "Maybe you can return the favor?"

"Absolutely."

She swung about, stepped over him, and brought her pussy to his face. She dropped her hips bringing her cunt to his lips. She giggled and said, "Can you eat me while I eat you?"

Ted answered by kissing her snatch and licking her slit.

"Ahh," she groaned.