Confession Of A High School Counselor -2

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I was paranoid the whole rest of the weekend. I thought each knock at my door, was the police. By the time Monday came, common sense took over, and a realized Sally had just as much to lose as me. I knew that I still had to deal with the Erica situation though.

I summoned Erica to my office during her study hall. She was dressed the same as I first saw her. It was hard for me to concentrate and I couldn't help but visualize her nude.

"Hi," I said, "my name is Mr. Quinn, your guidance counselor. I need to talk to you about a delicate subject. I got a tip, that you are dancing at a strip club, and even having, um... sex with the customers. If this is true, I need to get you some help."

"What kind of help?" she asked.

"Well technically, I am supposed to report you to police." I said. "They can intervene and get you out of any problem situation, you may have gotten yourself into."

"And what about you?" she replied. "Who's going to get you out of your problem situation?"

"What problem situation?" I asked.

"Well how about FUCKING a fourteen year old?" she answered. "Did you know, Sally is a friend of mine and also a student here? And how do you think people would feel, if they knew you gave me, a sixteen year old, money to look at my PUSSY? I believe these dollar bills and this twenty, have your finger prints on them.

Thinking quickly, I replied. "I said, I should report you, not I would report you. I am a counselor. No need to bring anyone else into this. Let me do my job. We should probably meet outside of school, however. Here's my address. Meet me there at 4:00. I'm sure we can work things out."

Erica took the piece of paper, and left. I hoped she would agree to this solution.

***

I was getting nervous, when I heard a knock at my door at 4:15. It was Erica. I let her in and she took a seat across from me in the living room. She was still dressed in her short schoolgirl skirt, which rode up, exposing her milky, freckled thighs.

I needed to talk to her. I needed to figure out how I could both fulfill my counseling obligations and keep out of trouble at the same time.

I asked her questions about herself and her family which she answered with only minimal detail. I was trying to ascertain why she was stripping and having sex, but to no avail.

Finally I asked her about her father, and that seemed to open the floodgates. She went into great detail, about how her father never paid any attention to her, how he never gave her any praise, never even gave her a compliment.

Then she told me about her dad's slightly older brother and how he treated her so much better. She remembered, when he first started baby-sitting for her at ten years old and told me stories of how much attention he paid to her, when giving her a bath or helping to dress her.

Erica then got very emotional as she told me the story of how she lost her virginity.

Erica explained, "I was young and my uncle was baby-sitting for me again. It was bath time, and my uncle was running the water as I was getting undressed beside him as I had always done. He made a comment that my breasts were getting bigger and that I was starting to get some hair on my pussy. He said I was beginning to be a real beauty. I blushed and got into the tub. As he washed me, his hands lingered on my breasts. He told me how lovely they were and I can still remember how good it felt."

"Then he reached down to wash between my legs. He dwelled down there longer than usual, rubbing the wash cloth up and down my slit. I was starting to get a tingly feeling all over. I noticed a bulge in his pants and asked if anything was wrong."

"He said on the contrary, everything was just fine. When a man thinks a girl is beautiful, he sometimes gets hard down there. I was flattered that he thought I was beautiful."

"I asked if it was uncomfortable down there, and if he wanted to take off his pants. (I think I just wanted to see what was inside his pants, since I never saw a man's thing before.)"

"He said sure, and in a moment, was naked sitting beside the tub. I wanted to get a better look at him, so I asked him to join me in the water, since I knew it was his turn for a bath after mine."

"When he got in, opposite me, I couldn't help staring at his penis. It seemed really big to me, an eleven year old. Knowing nothing about sex or the male body yet, I started to ask him all kinds of questions. I really wanted to know why it got so big all of a sudden. I reached over to feel it, and he did not stop me."

"He tried to explain arousal, and that a man's penis needed to be hard to fit into a women's vagina. I asked if he meant pussy and pointed to mine. He said yes, right here, as he put his finger at the entrance of my vagina, like he had many times while washing me."

"I told him I didn't think it would fit, as I pushed his finger into me an inch. I told him nothing could go in further than an inch. I had tried many times with my fingers. He explained that was because of my hymen, and that it needed to be broken in order for me to become a woman."

"That was all I needed to hear, and I scooted up and straddled his hips. I lifted my pelvis up, and centered my opening over his penis."

"He told me how beautiful I was and I bore down and pushed him into me. I felt a slight pain, as he went all the way into me and then my bottom landed on his thighs. I stayed like that for a while, until the pain went away. Meanwhile he bent forward and kissed me, not like his usual uncle kisses, but with a passionate open mouth kiss."

"I don't know how I knew, but I started to rock up and down, over his penis, letting him pump in and out of me. It felt really good, and I pumped faster and faster. All of a sudden I got a funny feeling inside of me, and my insides started to shake. At the same time, I felt something hot and wet wash into my vagina. I learned later, that was my first orgasm and he had cum inside me. Luckily I don’t know how so there was nothing to worry about. When I lifted myself off off him, globs of white stuff, which I later learned was semen, and a little blood, floated to the top of the bath water."

"We continued to have sex for many months. My uncle always told me how beautiful I was and paid a lot of attention to me. When I was older , he got me put on the pill."

"Unfortunately my uncle took a job out of state. I don't see him much anymore. I have had lots of men since. One even got me a false ID, so I could work at the strip club. You'd be surprised how much attention I get now."

"That's quite a story." I said. "It really explains why you are doing what you are doing."

"What do you mean?" Erica asked.

"Well it's very clear," I explained, "you are using stripping and sex to try to get the attention your father never gave you, and to get back the attention your uncle did give you."

"Wow, I think you're right!" Erica exclaimed. "So now what?"

"I don't know." I answered. "We need to get together tomorrow, and figure it out."

"Thank you!" she said, as she threw her arms around me in a big embrace. As she did, she lingered longer than I expected, pressing her breasts onto my chest, and leaning her pelvis onto my cock, which was hard after hearing her story. She paused a moment, and looked right into my eyes, as if to say something else, but then unclenched her arms and left.

***

The next day, I didn't have to wait. Right at 4:00, there was a knock and the door and I let Erica in. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a tee shirt but also brought along a small duffle bag. Instead of greeting me with a reluctant hello like yesterday, I was treated to another big hug.

"Thanks again for helping me to understand myself." she said. "You're the best counselor ever."

"I'm glad you understand, how you have to change your life." I said.

"Yea, I understand. By the way, I need to use your bathroom." she said as she left picking up her duffle.

When she returned, I was shocked. She came out in her bright red leotard and white thigh highs.

"I thought you understood?" I said.

"I do understand." she said. "I understand this is what I was meant to do with my life. This is how to get the attention I need."

She went over to my CD player and popped in a disc. A slow song started to play. She walked over in front of where I was sitting, and started slow, sensuous gyrations.

Looking me in the eyes, she spoke. "Don't you agree? Are you not giving me your full attention?"

I could only surrender now, to the sixteen year old before me. I not only stared at her magnificent breasts, straining at the Lycra, but I reached out, and massaged each one.

The cameltoe in my face, was too much to resist. I rubbed my finger up and down across her slit. It started to get moist and I got a subtle whiff of her arousal.

I pulled the crotch off to once side and was face to face with her red haired pussy. Her pussy lips were so plush and puffy, I had to have a feel. I placed my middle finger, in her slit, and worked it back and forth into her inner lips. They were so smooth and moist. I slid my finger lower, found her vaginal opening, and pushed forward. There being no hymen, I slid all the way in. I heard a deep moan. I started to pump in and out, with ever increasing strokes. She loved getting finger fucked but I could tell she wanted more.

She started to pull down the top of her leotard but I stopped her. There was something else I wanted to do before she was naked. I have always liked the inside of a girl's thigh, between the top of a thigh high and the crotch of a leotard. The soft milky skin there, is one of my favorite parts of a girl.

I pushed Erica down on the couch onto her back, and put my mouth between her legs. I placed little kisses on the upper, inner thigh of first one leg and then the other.

It was a different experience for Erica, one that she seemed to like. She reached down, and slid the crotch of her leotard, off to one side. Her plush, sixteen year old, pussy, was again, right there in my face.

I had no choice but to put my mouth right on it. My tongue found her wet vaginal opening at the bottom, and traced its way up her slit, to the clitoris, emerging from the trimmed patch of red pubic hair.

I traced little circles around her bud with my tongue. After a while of this, her whole body rocked in an explosive orgasm.

After taking a while to calm down, Erica pulled off all my clothes and sat me back down. My cock was pointing straight up. Erica kneeled in front of me, and popped it right into her mouth. Due to her experience, she was an expert at cock sucking. After concentrating on the head, she deep throated my entire eight inches, balls deep, using her tongue to lick the underside of my shaft as she did.

The feeling was incredible, but I knew I wouldn't last long and I wanted to fuck that red haired pussy, so I pulled her away and laid her back on her back.

I reached up and started to peel the leotard off. Her body emerged, a little at a time. First her 36D breasts and pink nipples, sprung free, as if escaping from a restraint. Next her pale body, covered in freckles, was revealed. Finally, the red pubic hair poked out leading the way to her plush, meaty pussy lips. Though I saw it the other night, I was so close now, that I even noticed the several freckles on her full lips.

She started to climb over me, as if giving a lap dance, but I shock my head no. I wanted to be in control today. I pushed her back on her back. She knew what I wanted and spread her legs. I could see her moist vaginal entrance open up.

After placing my penis right on it, I pushed forward. Being so wet, it slid in to the hilt. We both gasped as I bottomed out. It was true what they say about redheads. She was hot. Her inside body temperature, was several degrees hotter than anyone else I had ever fucked.

I started to pump slowly in and out. Erica raised her legs, resting them on the back of my thighs. This caused me to sink into her even deeper.

Even with her experience, her pussy was super tight. The pussy walls seemed to cling to my cockhead, not wanting ever to let go. I pumped in and out, in long slow deep strokes. She tried to speed it up, but I wanted to make it last so I didn't give in. She was not so successful, however, and soon I felt her vaginal walls start to ripple, and pulled out, letting her second orgasm take over her body. She figured I had cum too, and started to clean up. She was surprised when I pushed her down and stuck my cock back in.

I continued my deep strokes, but sped up a bit. This time Erica wrapped her legs all the way around my waist, and matched pace with my thrusting. We kept this up for another 15 minutes and I felt her vagina begin to expand and contract again.

Knowing she was on the pill, I didn't pull out, but thrust as deep as I could into her vagina. My balls emptied one of the biggest loads of cum ever, deep inside her pussy. I stayed inside of her, even though my hard-on began to deflate.

She was the first to speak.

"Now I need to be sure YOU understand!" she exclaimed firmly. "No police. I'll come over for "counseling" and to show you my new dance routines each week. I'll even bring over Sally and some of the other girls for "counseling" sometimes."

"It's a deal!" I said, as I pulled out. Picking her up, I carried Erica to the bathroom, and sat her on the toilet. I watched as a steady stream of semen leaked out into the bowl.

I ran a hot bath and lifted her in. Using a cloth and some soap, I washed her all over from her breasts to her pussy. She seemed to transform herself to another place. She leaned up and gave me the most passionate wet, open mouthed kiss I had ever had. This caused my penis to get hard again. She reached out and pulled me into the tub. Straddling my pelvis, she sank my erection, into her now even hotter pussy. We fucked like this for hours, I dumped multiple loads into her pussy and she had more orgasms than I could count. There was so much cum floating in the water, we had to shower off.

We both kept our deal, I never said a word to anyone, and she came over on a regular basis, sometimes even bringing a friend. Luckily no one ever followed-up on the anonymous tip.

After a while, our relationship became more than just a deal. We were genuinely in love with each other. After high school, Erica moved in with me. She quit the strip club.

Evidently I was finally someone, who gave her all the attention she ever needed.

The End