Hazel detested herself for having lost control in such spectacular fashion. But she was back in charge now- both of herself and Donna.

The teenager stood silently by the bed, shuddering slightly as she raised her arms to allow her teacher to remove her tee shirt. Her braless breasts were small, but perfectly formed.

Hazel kissed her again, gliding her lips down over her chin, nuzzling the nape of her neck with the tip of her tongue, savoring every inch of her soft, pale skin. She kissed her shoulders and upper arms, Donna's soft sighs and tiny palpitations telling her all she needed to know.

Her prize was now eager to be unwrapped, but Hazel took her time, flickering her tongue over her breasts and caressing her swollen nipples with a delicate fingertip.

"Mmmmmm, that feels nice," Donna murmured.

"You taste divine," her teacher replied. "Such beautiful, soft skin!"

She licked and kissed a crisscross path down over the teenager's slender upper body, pausing to probe the bud of her navel with the tip of her tongue. Donna's responsive gasp and the quivering of her body confirmed to the older woman that she had found yet another unexpected erogenous zone.

Hazel was on her knees now. Her hands glided down over the curve of Donna's hips and around to the back of her skirt. She undid the single button with ease, tongue still swirling around her navel as she eased the skimpy garment down over her hips and thighs. When she released her grip, the teenager's skirt slid smoothly all the way to her ankles.

Her tight, pink lace panties were thin enough to reveal the dark shadow of her pussy. Hazel took a moment to fully appreciate the erotic sight, before resuming her skilful oral seduction.

The young woman was wet and eager to be tasted, but Hazel forced herself to be patient. Now that she had been given this second chance, she was determined to gain absolute control, in the most gentle, most erotic manner imaginable. Even though it meant prolonging her own exquisite torture.

She could smell Donna's desire as she kissed her thighs and see the damp patch in the crotch of her panties spreading. She squeezed her firm, half lace cupped buttocks with both hands as she languidly cruised her lips and tongue down her right leg. When she reached her knee, she transferred her mouth to her left leg and repeated the journey in reverse.

Finally, Hazel reached her ultimate destination. She looked up and saw a beautiful young woman transfixed in an expression of pure rapture.

"I want to make love to you, Donna," she purred. "I want to taste you. I want to ...!"

"Do it, Miss Wynn!" Donna gasped. "Just do it. Please!"

She peeled away the teenager's panties, revealing the neatly groomed, dark blonde vee of her pussy. Hazel nuzzled her pubic curls, then her tongue touched her damp, puckering slit. Donna whimpered softly, spreading her legs wider and arching her back.

Hazel tasted her with the tip of her tongue, sliding smoothly back and forth across the full length of her moist, puffy folds. Donna slumped to the edge of the bed and lay back, offering herself fully to the woman she had so violently resisted just ten minutes earlier.

The teacher buried her face between her thighs, feasting greedily on her hot, wet slash. When the tip of her tongue touched her clitoris, Donna's body rocked and she shrieked in ecstasy. Her sweet juices flowed over Hazel's outstretched tongue as she pressed it flat against her slit, before once more burrowing deep into her sweltering hole.

Hazel knew this was Donna's first ever sexual experience with a woman. She was determined to ensure it would be her most memorable. She made love to her relentlessly, swirling her tongue deep inside her until she screamed, squeezing the hard little bud of her clitoris between her lips and sucking, then bringing her gently back down by cushioning her oozing slash against the full length of her tongue. Her hands were cupped beneath the teenager's buttocks, but her mouth was doing all the work.

Donna thrashed on the bed, gripping the sheet beneath her with clenched fists and frequently crying out as she rode the mind-blowing roller-coaster of previously unimaginable pleasure. By the time Hazel finally raised her head from between her thighs, the teenager was breathless and her body was sheened with sweat.

Hazel surprised her again when she kissed her and Donna found herself enjoying the taste of her own pussy on the other woman's tongue. Afterwards, they lay side by side, looking into each others eyes. Donna smiled when Hazel took her hand and their fingers intertwined.

"That was incredible, Miss Wynn," she finally murmured.

Hazel smiled. "I'm glad you enjoyed your first lesson."

"Does that mean there's more?"

"More than even I could teach you in one short evening, my darling."

"You could try."

"I intend to."

Hazel rolled on top of her and they kissed again. Now that she was relaxed, Donna's passiveness abated as easily as her inhibitions. She clawed her teacher's short skirt upwards, exposing her stocking tops, then her bare buttocks. Hazel pushed urgently against her. Donna wrapped her legs around her thighs and drew her tighter. They humped feverishly, moaning and gasping in between lip crushing bouts of kissing.

Hazel suddenly arched her back, threw back her head and seized two fistfuls of Donna's hair as she climaxed with a long, loud cry. The teenager responded by digging her fingernails into her buttocks and pushing even harder against her.

They remained in that position, while Donna unbuttoned her teacher's blouse.

"You have great tits, Miss Wynn," she purred.

"Is this the first time you've noticed?"

"No. But I never dreamed I'd get to see them like this."

She undid the front clasp of her white lace bra and Hazel's large, firm round breasts filled her hands. Donna squeezed and stroked the succulent globes, pinching the hard, dark brown nipples.

"Can I suck them?" she asked.

"You can do anything you want, my darling," Hazel replied.

The teenager sucked and nibbled on her nipples, turning her fully on again. Hazel unzipped her own skirt with one hand, moving the other between Donna's legs.

Donna buried her face in her teacher's abundant bosom, squeezing her tits with both hands. Hazel sat on her thighs, gently cradling her upper body. She didn't have to push or exert any kind of control anymore. Donna knew what she wanted now and she would find her own way there.

It didn't take long. She kissed Hazel's belly and lapped up a few beads of sweat, but her eagerness to reach the ultimate goal overcame her attempts at playing amateur seductress.

By the time her face was level with Hazel's pussy, the older woman was lying on her back, with her head between Donna's ankles.

"Wow, that is so beautiful!" the teenager gasped.

Hazel's shaven mound was only inches from her mouth. Her fat, crinkled labia were dripping with love honey.

Donna stuck out her tongue, took a tentative taste, then dived hungrily into the hot slash. Hazel grabbed the teenager's right foot and licked the sweaty sole as eagerly as if it were covered in pussy juices.

Having taken her first taste of pussy and liked it, Donna didn't hold back. She gorged like a hungry hog on Hazel's dyke hole, noisily slurping down her juices. The teenager was soon on her back, with her teacher's tongue back where it belonged and her thighs wrapped around her neck.