[Fmm] The Tutor pt. 2

Chapter 2
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Alicia arrived at 6:00 exactly. Not that she was excited about babysitting again. No, she hadn’t picked out the matching baby blue bra and boyshorts for any specific reason. And the silky blue mini-dress was just something she liked to wear on Tuesdays. It wasn’t like she’d slicked off twice the night before thinking about… giving rewards. Or step-brothers. *Fuck.*

Madeline answered the door with an expression of shock. “I don’t believe it.”

Alicia instantly worried that the guys had blabbed to their mother. “What?”

“Adam and Carlos,” Madeline said as she motioned for Alicia to enter and continued speaking in a whisper. “Carlos is cooking dinner and Adam is cleaning the house without being asked. What happened last night?”

Worry sizzled in her stomach. “Uh, nothing special?”

“They said you helped them with their homework and talked to them about how you learned to get along with your sisters. It’s a miracle!”

“What is?” Alicia was still having trouble tracking the conversation with her heart pounding like crazy.

“They’re getting along. I heard them talking to each other and they didn’t yell or do anything mean. It’s the first time since Javier and I got married that they’ve been like this.” Madeline gave Alicia a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Whatever you did, keep doing it because it’s working!”

“Okay,” Alicia said, taken aback by the change in Madeline. The desperate woman from the night before was gone and she’d never been so demonstrative.

“I’ve got to leave now, but I’m so grateful for your help. Maybe we’ll call this tutoring instead of babysitting from now on, since you’re helping with their school work.” Madeline grabbed her large purse and headed for the door to the garage. “I’ll be home by eleven!”

“Okay, bye,” Alicia said to the closed door and then caught a wonderfully spicy scent in the air. She followed her nose to the kitchen and found Carlos washing pans in the sink.

“Hey,” he said over his shoulder, his face breaking into a grin as he saw her.

“What smells so good?” Alicia couldn’t help walking over to look at the large covered skillet on the stove.

“*Arroz con Pollo*,” Carlos said. “My mom made this all the time before she got sick.”

“Wow.” Alicia muttered as she peeked under the lid and found a mixture of yellow rice, peas, mushrooms, and sliced chicken breast. “This smells amazing.”

“Tastes even better,” Carlos said with a sad sigh. “It always reminds me of her.”

“She passed away?” Alicia asked as she settled the lid back on the skillet.

“Yeah,” Carlos said. “Cancer, back when I was ten. It really sucked.”

“I’m sorry,” Alicia said.

“Me, too.” He was silent for a moment, then looked over. “Madeline is really sweet. She knows she can’t replace *Mamá*, but she’s been really nice to me. And I’ve been a shit.”

“Well, she just left as happy as I’ve ever seen her.”

Carlos nodded and was silent for a moment. “Adam broke up with Becky today.”

“So he really did it?” she asked as she turned around to lean back against the counter, her minidress tickling against her thighs.

“Yeah, right in the middle of lunch. Adam asked me to join their table and Becky made a face. He called her on it and she doubled-down. Called me *dirty Mexican* right there in front of everyone.”

“What did he do?” Alicia asked.

Carlos gave a half-grin and grabbed a towel to dry his hands. “Said he’s my brother now and her racist ass can fuck right off. She looked like she was gonna swallow her tongue.”

“Cool,” Alicia said with a chuckle. “I’m glad it worked out.”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “It’s the first time I ever felt like he had my back.”

“Family can be good. I can call my sister on being a bitch, but if someone else does it, the gloves come off.”

Carlos raised his chin in greeting as Adam came in the kitchen. “I’m done with the vacuuming. Do I have time to hit the shower before dinner?”

“Yeah, it needs some more time for the rice to soften. Yell when you’re done in the bathroom, I need one too.”

“Hey Alicia,” Adam said with a cute blush before running back the way he came.

“So,” Carlos said as he opened the silverware drawer. “How was your day?”

“Good. I’ve got some studying to do and a sociology paper to write.” Alicia walked to the cabinets to pull plates.

“I was wondering if you’d help me with algebra. We started quadratic equations today and I thought my head was going to explode. I’ve got my notes from class, but I can’t understand what I wrote at all.”

“Sure,” Alicia said, unusually pleased that he’d asked for help.

When the table was set, Adam appeared with wet hair wearing loose shorts and an oversized jersey. “You’re up,” he said to Carlos, who ran up the stairs.

“Wanna check me?” he grinned and lifted an arm.

Alicia caught nothing but clean skin and soap when she sniffed, then inspected his hands. “You need a manicure.”

Adam barked a laugh. “As if.”

“It’s no big deal. Come here.” She dragged him over to the couch and pulled her book bag over. After digging out her zippered nail bag, she got a small pair of cuticle scissors and started working on his nails.

“So a manicure is just cutting my nails?” he asked as he watched her work. “I could have done that.”

“Not just that,” she said as she finished a rough trim. Then she dug out her emory board and began to shape each nail. “You also file down the sharp edges, then trim back the cuticles. See here? This sharp bit that sticks out of the edge of the nail?”

“I usually just bite those off or pull them out.”

“And they bleed and get infected, right? It’s better to trim them back.” She got her cuticle scissors and demonstrated what she meant. She was just finishing when Carlos came back and leaned over the back of the couch.

“Is it my turn next?” he asked with a false, high-pitched voice to mock Adam. His grin took away the sting.

Alicia laughed as she ran hand lotion over Adam’s fingers, working it into the calloused skin.

“It’s nice,” Adam said to Carlos with a shrug. “Don’t knock it if you haven’t tried it.”

“See?” Alicia said as she showed Adam the results. “Short, smooth nails that don’t catch on everything.”

“Let’s eat,” Carlos said with a sudden frown. He was wearing shorts and a white undershirt that was tight enough to highlight the muscles in his shoulders and chest.

“I’ll do yours after dinner if you want,” Alicia offered.

“Sure,” he said, his tension easing a little. Alicia wondered if he was jealous of the attention to she’d paid to Adam.

“So I hear someone is newly single,” Alicia said as they all sat down. Carlos spooned some of the rice and chicken in each of their plates. “Oh, it smells wonderful. Thanks for cooking.”

“*De nada*,” Carlos said, but his pleased smile said otherwise.

“Dude, this rocks,” Adam said around a mouthful. “I can’t believe you’ve never made this before.”

“Thanks, man,” Carlos said. “It’s my mom’s recipe.”

“The best I can do is mac and cheese with hot dogs cut up in it.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Alicia said. “Sometimes I made that on my nights to cook.”

The meal continued in silence marked by moans of pleasure as they ate. When their plates were empty, Adam and Carlos began to clear the table and do the dishes while Alicia wiped down the table to prepare for their homework time. When they all gathered around the table again, Carlos and Adam kept glancing at each other and nodding their heads at Alicia.

“What?” Alicia asked them as she booted her laptop.

“Uh,” Adam started and cleared his throat. “So Carlos and I were talking.”

“Yeah?”

“We were wondering if maybe,” Adam began again, but stalled before racing through the rest. “I mean, if you would help us get better with girlfriends and sex and stuff.”

“Help you how,” Alicia asked, suppressing a grin at their obvious discomfort discussing the request.

“L-like,” Carlos stuttered. “How do we get a girlfriend to do… stuff… with us. Like you did last night.”

“Ask them?” Alicia offered with a shrug and an escaping grin.

“Jeez, nevermind.” Carlos flipped open his algebra book and sighed.

“Let’s get the homework out of the way and then we’ll talk about it,” Alicia said. “Okay?”

The three of them focused on their respective work for a while. Carlos sought some help solving quadratic equations and Alicia walked him through the process a few times until he got it. Adam presented her with the final draft for his essay and she offered a few suggestions. Then they put their books away and Alicia sat between the guys on the couch in the living room. Madeline wouldn’t be home for over an hour, so they had some time to talk.

Alicia had known what the guys were asking, despite playing dumb. She remembered her own confusion about relationships and sex at their age. The older guy who took her virginity showed her how to really let go and enjoy sex. First, by helping her find what she liked, and then giving her the confidence to ask for it. After him, she found others who expanded her horizons in new ways. Even the previous evening with the young brothers had been exciting for her.

She’d never been attracted to younger guys. Her favorite hookups had always been with guys who knew their own bodies and were willing to learn their way around hers. She’d always thought of it as trading orgasms. Even the few guys she’d been more sexually dominant with had been satisfying, although it was because she took her pleasure instead of teaching them to give it to her. This opportunity provided something new and exciting. If she could train them well enough, there would be a number of very happy girls following them around.

“So, what do you guys want my help with?” Alicia asked.

Carlos looked at Adam before speaking. “We want to have real girlfriends.”

“And learn about sex,” Adam added. “But neither one of us knows how to get started. Or how it works. I mean, girls. How girls work. *Down there*.”

Alicia nodded, keeping her expression serious only through the force of her will. She pulled her nail bag out and grabbed Carlos’ hand to begin trimming his nails. He had long, slim fingers. Once she got the nails trimmed she took out her file and began working to smooth the edges.

After minutes of silence, Carlos finally asked, “So will you help us?”

“I already am,” she said. “Think of how sensitive the skin on your balls is. If a girl had long raggedy fingernails, would you want her playing with them?”

“No, I guess not.”

“Short nails, clean hands, and soft skin are required if you even want a chance *down there*. Clean bodies are critical, so keep up the good hygiene. And make sure you pay attention to your teeth. Nothing kills the mood quicker than dragon breath and gunky plaque. Beyond that, most girls are interested in sex with someone who sees them as a person rather than a sex toy.”

“Oh, okay,” Carlos said and let Alicia work on his fingernails.

“I don’t have a problem helping you guys out, but we need to get a few things out in the open.” Alicia finished buffing his nails and put her things away. Excitement burned in her stomach, but she kept help face neutral as she kicked off her sandals. “We’re gonna do this like school. I’m the teacher and you’re going to be my young padawans. But the first time you break my rules, this is all over.”

“Okay,” both guys said together. “How do we start?”

“If you want to get something from someone, how do you do it?” she asked them as she sat back and crossed her arms.

“Ask them?” Adam guessed with a grin that meant he was echoing her answer from earlier.

“Exactly. Be up front and confident about what you want. You may get shot down a hundred times, but it’s better to be clear that you’re interested than waste your time playing games. The other thing is make sure you take care of them first. That means listening to them talk about school or families or whatever they want to talk about. Just pay attention to her. Trust me, it’s the sexiest thing a man can do.”

“Wait, so treat her like a friend?” Carlos asked, confusion evident on his face.

“Yes. Girl-*friend,* remember? Once you both agree there is interest beyond a simple friendship, you need to move things to the next level. Not her, *you*. Sucks, I know, but I don’t make the rules. If you want to kiss your girlfriend, are you going to ask her first?”

“Yes?” Adam guessed.

“No. You’re going to look for the signs that she wants you to kiss her and then you’ll make your move. Even if she shoots you down, you still have to be the one to lean in first. Have either of you ever kissed a girl before?”

“Uh,” Adam looked at Carlos. “A little.”

“How’d it go?”

“She broke up with me.” Adam looked down with a flush creeping up his neck.

“Kissing is more than just pressing your lips together and sucking.”

“I stuck my tongue in her mouth, too,” Adam whispered.

Alicia shook her head and sighed. “Okay, let’s start with kissing. Keep your lips relaxed and soft. Only use your tongue to tickle a little. Here, it’s easier to show you than to explain a million things.”

Alicia ran her hands up Adam’s chest to grip his shoulders. Pulling him close, she tilted her head to avoid bumping noses and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. Her excitement rose higher than giving him a handjob the day before. She kept contact as she moved deeper into his space, kissing him long and slow. She opened up a little, tracing her tongue along the seam between his lips. The moan he made into her mouth allowed her tongue to dart in and slip along his tongue.

“Oh, fuck,” Adam said as she released her grip on his shoulders.

“Your turn,” she said and leaned over to repeat the teaching kiss with Carlos. He embraced her as she kissed him the same soft way, running his palms up her back as they deepened the kiss. His lips were loose when he trailed them across her cheek to kiss the soft spot next to her jaw. “Oh, nice,” she whispered as she released him. “Good form.”

“I’ve had a little more practice than Adam,” Carlos said. “But it’s all I’ve ever done.”

“Do you both have erections now?” Alicia asked with a teacher’s tone.

Adam shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah,” they both admitted.

“Girls have a thing that’s like an erection, but it’s on the inside. We get an achy warmth low in our stomachs. Some girls get a tingle that makes them want to rub as they get more excited. Just like guys do.”

“Do you?” Adam asked. “I mean, are you? Excited? Now?”

Alicia stood, reached for the bottom of her minidress, and pulled it over her head in one slow motion. There she was, standing in front of the stunned guys in her baby blue bra and panties. Her breath hitched from the thrill of exposing herself to them. The front of both of their shorts displayed their obvious reaction to the kiss and the revelation.

“Look at my breasts,” Alicia said as the mini-dress slipped from her fingers to the floor. “See how my nipples are standing out?”

“Jeez, Alicia,” Carlos breathed. “You’re gorgeous.”

“Notice how flushed my skin is?” Alicia said as she ran her hands over her neck and chest. “And look here.” She tilted her hips and tugged her panties until the wet spot she knew was on the gusset appeared. “Guys have precum. Girls get wet. See? Just kissing you has gotten me excited.”

“I’m a hell of a lot more than excited,” Adam said in a strained whisper. He was rubbing his palm against the front of his shorts.

“So if I was your girlfriend, I’d be visibly aroused.” She stepped forward until she was standing in front of Adam. “Smell me,” she whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair to draw his face toward her lower stomach.

When Adam leaned forward, Alicia felt his breath on the tiny hairs below her navel. He pressed his lips there and breathed deep. He pulled back to stare up at her breasts. “You smell so good.”

“Pheromones,” Alicia said with a chuckle as she rubbed the spot he’d kissed. “Because I’m aroused. Carlos?”

He was a little bolder than Adam and drew her over by her hips to press his lips at the edge of her boyshorts. After a deep breath, Carlos made a low growl deep in his throat. “Damn.”

“Good,” Alicia said with a sigh. “Class, it’s time for our anatomy lesson. Would you please remove your clothes?”

Alicia was beyond turned on. She unhooked the clasp between her breasts while the guys dropped their shirts and shorts on the floor and sat back on the couch. Their eyes were focused on her breasts as she pulled open her bra to show them off. Their hands gripped their erections and pulled slowly as they watched.

She cupped her breasts and tugged the dark pink circles that surrounded her stiff nipples. The sizzle that shot through her made her stomach ache and her knees week. She pressed her breasts with her palms, the soft flesh squeezing around her hands. As she slipped the baby blue bra off her shoulders, both Adam and Carlos groaned out loud.

Circling with her fingertips, she identified each spot as she named them. “Nipples, areola, the breast itself. It feels wonderful to massage them gently, but feather-touches can feel just as good. Don’t miss the sides and underneath. And don’t pinch or pull harder unless she asks for it. Depending on her time of the month, they can be a little tender.”

Her fingers followed the curves above, then trailed down her stomach to reach the elastic at her waist. Both guys held their breath, their eyes following her boyshorts down over her hips. The moment her bare mons appeared, she hummed low in her throat.

“Shit,” Carlos said with a long drawn out sigh, his eyes tracking her slit.

As her gusset pulled away from her liquid center, the scent of her arousal blossomed in the room. Once her panties passed her hips, they fell in uneven steps down her legs until the baby blue fabric hit the carpet. She let her hips sway as she stepped closer and out of her panties.

“The next lesson may require a little… hands on experimentation.” She turned to sit between them on the couch. “Why don’t you get down on the floor for this part.”

“O-okay,” Adam said as he slipped down. Carlos followed without taking his eyes off her body.

Alicia sat on the edge of the couch and opened her knees wide for their inspection. She rubbed herself open, using her fingers to expose her vulva with her wetness making wet crackles in the silence. Carlos licked his lips. Adam sat stunned, his cock dripping a long string of precum without him noticing.

“Here is my vulva. Mons,” she said as she traced the bare skin above her open slit. Then she ran her finger tips down and pulled herself open, exposing everything. “Outer and inner Labia. Clitoris. Vaginal opening. Urethra. Anus.”

“It’s beautiful,” Adam breathed as he leaned closer. “You’re beautiful.”

“Thank you. See how my inner labia stick out and how one side is a little longer than the other? The skin is a little darker at the tips. Some girls are really self conscious about how they look down here because of what they see in porn. There’s a great website that has a gallery of vulvas to show what normal women look like, so put that on your homework list. Don’t expect the girls you date to look like porn stars.”

Alicia smiled as her body responded to both the stimulation and the situation. “Now for the practical portion of our lesson.”

“Practical?” Carlos asked with a break in his voice.

“Arousal and Orgasm,” Alicia said. “Most girls masturbate by stimulating the clitoris, like this.” She rubbed the pads of three fingers in circles at the top of her slit. “I don’t rub right on the clit because it’s too sensitive and the skin on my fingers is too rough until I get wetter. Just moving it around like this is enough to get me off eventually.”

“I thought girls stuck their fingers…” Adam trailed off as he sat rapt.

“I do, sometimes, but I need to be really wet or it hurts.”

“You look really wet,” Carlos whispered and licked his lips.

“I’m getting there,” Alicia admitted. She slid her middle finger down between her labia and circled the entrance. “I love feeling full, but it’s not enough to get me off unless I get some pressure on my clit and gspot. You know what feels so much better than fingers?”

Adam swallowed and shook his head. Carlos just stared.

“Tongues.”

Alicia rubbed a few more times, then lay back against the couch. Carlos moved first, his eyes darting between her eyes and her open legs, silently asking permission. Her grin broke slowly as Carlos crawled closer. When his lips finally touched her slit, she shut her eyes and rolled her head back against the couch.

After a few tentative kisses around her clit, Carlos extended his tongue for a deeper taste. Electric shocks travelled up her stomach as she clutched the couch cushions next to her knees. His explorations weren’t practiced, but her excitement grew despite that. The couch shifted as Adam climbed up, then Alicia felt his hot mouth over one nipple.

“Fuck,” she murmured, then ran fingers of both hands through their hair, one hand on Carlos, one hand on Adam.

Carlos redoubled his efforts with her encouragement. Adam moaned around her breast, kissing and licking her with a passion that transcended technique. The fluttering waves in her stomach beat in time with her heart until the waves crested and washed away her tension in a burst of pleasure.

“Oh God,” she strained against the hungry mouths that ate her up until she pushed Carlos away with the wild giggle that inevitably followed her orgasms. “Stop, it’s too much.”

Carlos grinned up with wet cheeks. “You came! I felt it!”

“God, yes, I did,” she laughed and kissed Adam’s grinning mouth. “And now I owe you both the same thing.”

She crawled off the couch and pushed Carlos back on the carpet. In moments she had his wet cock in her mouth, the slippery taste of his precum making her mouth water. He arched his back with a growl as she stroked and sucked him in a wild frenzy. His soft sack filled one palm while the other followed her mouth up and down his shaft. It didn’t take long, as excited as he already was, before Alicia had a mouth full of heat. She swallowed and licked until his was clean and wiggling under her attentions, then she released him.

“Damn,” Carlos whimpered as he rolled over to curl in a ball on his side. “Oh, damn.”

Alicia turned to the couch where Adam had watched the whole event. His eyes were bright as he pulled her up for a kiss. She resisted at first, knowing his step-brother had just cum in her mouth, but eventually gave in to the desire and kissed him back with an equal passion. Adam’s cock poked her in the belly until she forced him back to take his full length into her mouth.

Bobbing her head and stroking with her hands made Adam lurch and jerk on the couch. The soft blond hair on his balls tickled her palm. He grabbed her hair, not gently, and thrust his curving cock into her mouth. Alicia relaxed her throat and swallowed to keep from gagging at the intrusion. Despite that, she enjoyed his pleasure almost as much as he was. Moments later, he filled her throat with a guttural moan. By the time he released her head, Alicia was panting with his cum dribbling over her chin.

“I’m so sorry,” Adam gasped immediately as he leaned forward to straighten her hair. “I didn’t me to—”

“Don’t worry,” Alicia said as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and grinned. Adam relaxed at her words. “I love a little enthusiasm, but be careful with other girls unless you know they want it like that. You could end up with a lap full of her dinner.”

Alicia looked around and grabbed her panties and bra. The guys were still trying to recover while she stood to slip the boyshorts up her legs. Her knees were still weak but watching Carlos and Adam grin like idiots made her chuckle.

“Okay, your homework for tomorrow is to check out the vulva gallery. I also want each of you to pick a girl and just… be nice.”

“Nice,” Carlos echoed breathlessly from the floor.

“Yes, nice,” she laughed at his delirious expression. She slipped her bra on and adjusted her boobs in the cups. “Don’t pick a popular girl or someone super pretty. Just find someone reasonably fit who seems interesting to you. Remember, this is just practice for now, so don’t worry about perfection. We’ll talk tomorrow about how things go.”

“Tomorrow,” Adam hummed.

“We’ve got more to go over tomorrow, so rest up. Go to bed. I’ll air out the room before Madeline gets home.”

Adam pushed off the couch to gather their clothes, then he extended a hand to his step-brother. Carlos gripped it to pull himself up. The two naked guys grabbed their clothes and stumbled towards the stairs while Alicia pulled her minidress over her head. She watched them go with a satisfied smile on her lips.

“I’ll bring dinner tomorrow night,” she said.

“Okay,” Carlos called as they disappeared upstairs. “See you tomorrow.”

“Yes, you will,” Alicia whispered to herself. “And I’ll see you.”

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