Chapter 3

More than a week passed before I had anything other than routine visits from the students for their minor aches and pains. When I began to think the first two visits were aberrations, an absolutely, stunningly beautiful girl entered the room. My thoughts were that she could easily be a television or movie star; certainly she will become a model at the very least. Creamy white skin, long auburn hair, green eyes but with a hint of blue in them, she was undeniably one of the prettiest girls I have ever seen in my life.

"I'm Kirsten," she said. "I'm Lara's roommate. She told me all about you and said you have a way to help relieve my monthly cramps. I really get them bad sometimes, and I'll do anything to not have to have them again."

I was still trying to get used to her beauty when she announced that Lara had told her everything. "Just what did Lara tell you?"

"She said that in order to relieve her cramps, she needed to exercise her vaginal muscles and that the best way to do that was to have gentle sex just before her period. So, I would like that, too. Can we do it today? I can feel the beginnings of cramps coming on." She immediately began to get undressed, removing her blouse and bra before I could even respond.

"Why don't you go into that room? You will have more privacy in there." I moved to lock the door to the office, and then joined her in the massage studio as she was removing her skirt.

She turned to face me, and blushed. "I have never been naked with a boy," she said. "I don't know what to do. You'll have to show me."

I suggested that she remove her panties and climb up onto the table. For a twelve year old girl in the midst of her physical development, she had a figure and features that made me instantly hard. Her breasts were the size of an orange, possibly a little fuller, and her nipples were the size of quarters with finger tip points. Her skin had a creamy glow that reminded me of peaches and cream, and as she lay back onto the massage table, I was presented with a delightful view of her auburn pubes as well. Not quite as full as they would get to be in several years, they were, none the less, quite full for a girl of twelve. They were full enough to completely hide her lips.

"Kirsten, tell me what sexual experiences you have had. Don't be embarrassed. I need to understand what you have done and how much you have seen, heard, and felt before." She remained silent.

When she didn't say anything, I asked her a series of questions and concluded that she had absolutely no sexual experience, not even touching her own body. I don't think that she even considered what we were about to do as involving sex, as much as she thought of it as simply a way to avoid her monthly cramps. I had her roll onto her tummy so that I could start with a basic back rub and move on from there.

She was very tense to my touch, but began to relax as I stayed strictly on her neck, shoulders, back and arms. After several minutes, I allowed my hands to stray under her arms and along the sides of her young breasts. When she did not object, I knew that it was time to roll her over. I began anew on the tops of her shoulders, moving down in slow, firm circles to surround her breasts. As I slid my hands across her nipples for the first time, her body tensed and she shuddered aloud. I continued to caress her breasts, moving onto and away from her nipples, which by this time had firmed to be like hardened tips of pencil erasers. Strumming them with my thumbs caused her to become tense again. I continued the strumming and her legs began trembling as she experienced her very first orgasm.

Very gently, I leaned down and kissed both breasts, sucking a nipple into my mouth, playing with it with my tongue and then moving over to the other breast.

Her breathing was more forceful as I moved lower down her abdomen. Very slowly, I circled her navel with my tongue and then quickly darted into the center of it like a snake flashes its tongue while hissing. She trembled again, and moaned aloud. That was my invitation.

I moved to the end of the table, softly lifted her legs and placed one knee over each of my shoulders. As I kissed her inner thighs, her aroma was driving me crazy. Ahead of me was a young girl's pubic bush, fully formed for her age, but still youthful in overall size. The hair was the color of ripe chestnuts, and it covered her lips completely. I brought my head close to her body and blew lightly through her pubic hair. The effect of that was dramatic. Suddenly, her labia became swollen, expanding through the hair and exposing a clit about the size of a small green grape. And below that came her moisture, glistening in the light and seeping slowly along her lips. The more I blew, the more she began to move her hips around. I concentrated my breath and directed it onto her clit with a slight pressure. Once again, her legs began to tremble so I moved ahead further and allowed my tongue to taste her fluids. Just by placing my tongue lightly against her lips, the petals opened like a blooming rose. I toyed with them, pulling them gently into my mouth, and then slowly worked my way up until she could feel me in front of her clit.