Home Schooled: Part One

Casey thought she had the world handled. Daddy covered every bill, every party, every late night. Then her stepmother got the call from Gamma School—expelled for never showing up. Jelena wasn’t interested in another round of screaming; she meant to fix things herself, start-to-finish, right there at home. Casey flopped onto the couch with her phone, spinning a quick lie about how great classes were going. Jelena shut the screen with one finger. “They called. You’re done there.” The words landed hard, but Casey shrugged. Dad finding out—that was the real threat. She knew it, and now Jelena knew she knew it. First lesson: Anatomy 101. The laptop glowed with close-ups of spread labia, slick inner lips, tight urethra, swollen clit, tight puckered anus. Casey snickered. Jelena told her to drop the pants and point. Casey traced the outer lips, then the softer inner ones, found the tiny urethral opening, circled the clit, tapped the anus. Shirt next. Areola, nipple, done. Jelena stripped bare to demonstrate rather than just diagram. She pulled Casey’s hands to her full breasts, guided the girl’s mouth to one stiff nipple. Casey sucked, tongue flicking, learning by taste. They slid onto the cushions, Jelena easing Casey’s thighs open. Warm lips met slick, swollen cunt, sucking slow, then firm, until Casey’s hips snapped and her pussy pulsed, spilling come over Jelena’s tongue. Breathless, Casey switched positions, spreading Jelena open and licking deep, greedy to pass her first real test.