When I was at university I had a French tutor called Lucia, she was half Italian, half French and her beautiful olive coloured skin showed her Mediterranean origin. She was in her mid-thirties and she was my tutor for a few years before this story happened.
I was already very fluent in French, but I wanted to push myself to become as close to native speaking as I could before I graduated. Usually we would read through more difficult French literature together, or discuss French cinema, sometimes just relaxing and watching a film in French together.
While Lucia is very beautiful, dark hair, dark eyes, tall and slim but with beautiful curves and the stereotypically in point dress sense you would expect of someone from Italy or France, I always interacted with her in a student-tutor relationship.
One evening we were reading through a novel in my bedroom since the living space I would normally use was being renovated. I had recently picked up a book nearly at random from the international section of a bookshop, but I found some of the language used to be more “slang” that I wasn’t used to, and the context was getting confusing so I asked her if we could go through it together.
With my hand on one side of the book, and her hand holding open the other side, we were sat very close together, taking it in turns to read aloud and occasionally we would stop so we could talk about what was happening. It slowly became apparent that the main character of the book was discovering her sexuality, and was attracted to another woman she worked with. The scene turned into these women seducing each other at a party and beginning to kiss and touch each other.
I remember my throat slightly catching as I began to realize what I was reading and I looked up to see Lucia’s eyes locked onto mine. I was definitely blushing, but she didn’t seem to be phased.
“Is it too much?” I ask her.
“No, it’s okay, it’s nice, do you want me to continue reading?” She asked reassuringly.
I nodded my head and looked back at the page with her. The scene continued to get more and more sexual, and I could feel myself getting more and more turned on the more she read. I noticed Lucias legs squeeze together and her breath catch slightly as she read a part where there was a vivid description of the main character cumming while her friend licked her clit.
Lucia looked at me again. This time she looked slightly flushed, she was breathing through her slightly open mouth.
“Are you sure it’s not too much?” I ask, embarrassed that I had presented my tutor with a dirty book, but also nervously horny about what was happening. I was sweating with nervous energy but could feel my panties soaking with how unorthodox the situation was.
“No” she said, and smiled a little at me, maybe a little flirtatiously. Then she casually asked “do you like it?”
I nodded sheepishly and felt my heart thumping a little harder and faster. It felt like she was getting turned on too, but I wasn’t sure.
“I like it too” she said after a few seconds.
She launched back into reading the story in her soft but crystal clear accent. I noticed her hips grinding very softly as she read more of the story to me. Her face was so close to mine as we leaned over the small paperback between us, I felt like I could feel the heat coming off of her flushed face, and see the way her chest was beginning to rise and fall my dramatically as the characters fucked each other.
I tried to casually move my leg a little closer to her, and a few minutes later her leg dropped a little closer too. Eventually our feet began touching and we looked at each other for what felt like an eternity. I think neither of us were brave enough to make the first move in case we had misread the situation, but eventually, almost involuntarily I felt my lips saying to her:
“I wish someone would do that to me.” My heart was pounding so hard I could feel my ears beginning to ring and I almost felt faint.
Lucia leaned slightly towards me and I instinctively opened my lips slightly, reading myself to be kissed. Lucia obviously saw this and then came in and kissed me passionately. I felt slightly in shock that this was really happening, but I gently touched her hair and held her head as she kissed me.
I felt her hand touch my bare knee just below the hem of my skirt, and I kissed her back, trying to signal that I’m encouraging her to go further. She slowly moved her hand up my inner thigh until I felt her fingers touching the edge of my panties. She groaned a little when she felt it. I knew I had probably soaked through and that’s what she was feeling. I felt myself groan back into her mouth. Lucias fingers gently explored the outside of my wet panties before she pulled them to one side to touch my pussy directly, when she moved them, I felt exactly how wet I was. My pussy was soaked, I have no idea if I’ve ever been that wet before. And only after a few seconds of touching my Lucia gestures that she wanted to pull my panties down.
I reached under my skirt, looped my thumbs into my panties, pushed my butt off the chair slightly and pulled my panties down and left them around my thighs just above my knees and sat back down and lifted my legs up slightly so my shins could rest against the desk.
Lucia went straight back to kissing me hard and slipped her hand between my legs. She played with my clit, sending electric waves of pleasure through my body. I loved how turned on she was getting from touching me. After a few minutes of teasing my clit, she slipped her two middle fingers inside me, I felt like I was gonna cum as soon as I felt her fingers entering me, but it subsided and I calmed myself down a little.
My whole body was shaking as she moved her fingers up and down deep inside me. I could hear how wet my pussy was on her fingers, feeling my cum dripping down my asshole after a few seconds. I groaned louder when she wasn’t kissing me now. Her fingers were moving inside me with such ease and expertise I felt like my pussy was on fire it was so hot.
“Please make me cum” I begged her in English now as I could barely hold myself together.
She didn’t reply with words but her fingers began to fuck me harder as she locked her eyes onto mine. I had one had pressing on the back of her hand, making sure she couldn’t take her fingers out of me, but mostly because I was loving feeling how hard she was fucking me. My other hand was gripped around her other upper arm, probably squeezing her far too hard as I got closer to cumming.
Her fingers moved up and down inside me so hard and so fast I couldn’t hold on for long. I felt my pussy begin contracting on her fingers, I looked down at her fingers fucking me, then back at her determined eyes. One of my knees pressed hard against my forehead as I tried to cope with the pleasure.
“You’re gonna make me cum” I said (in English again)
Her fingers were moving so fast inside me, the repeated, rapid pressure on my g-spot finally made me climax in a shaking shuddering ball on my desk chair, gripping onto Lucia for stability. I felt and hear my pussy squirt a little, my face contorted from orgasmic pleasure. I looked between my legs to see Lucia gently removing her cum soaked fingers from my pussy to gently circle my clit again.
I looked at, my body still jolting occasionally from the orgasm shockwaves and tried to smile. She beamed a huge smile back at me.
Needless to say she wouldn’t take any money for that session.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ms7i3l/my_french_tutorf_fingered_mef20_to_orgasm_lesbian
Love it! Did student reciprocate? I mean – she would leave her hanging, would she?