Mrs. Imelda, our school principal, handed me a list of children that I was supposed to mentor, especially since the final exams were approaching. From that list, one name stood out: Marcie. Marcie was Natalie's playmate. She had crooked teeth and a slightly sunken cheek. Her hair was dry and looked rough. Honestly, she wasn't conventionally attractive. But God had blessed her with a remarkably beautiful body. Her hips were sexy, while her waist was tiny. Her behind was firm, and when she walked, it ignited desire in everyone. Her breasts were prominent and perfectly round. The kids sometimes teased her by calling her an "angelic body with a devilish face."

On that day, Marcie approached me and asked for something. After learning about the invitation I had given them for tutoring sessions at my place, Marcie explained that she wouldn't be able to afford the lessons due to her family's difficult financial situation. I explained that the lessons were free, although I didn't dare mention the reason why. But Marcie felt uneasy about accepting this kindness. As a form of payment, she offered to help me out at home. She promised to come every day after school and take care of chores at my house to repay for the lessons. I accepted Marcie's offer.

One afternoon, after coming home from school, Marcie knocked on my door. She stood there in her aerobic outfit, her sexy body drawing everyone's attention, even though she tried to cover it up with a jacket. "Please come in, Marcie," I invited her inside.

"Sir, good afternoon. Sorry, today is my gym class, so I came here first as we agreed," Marcie said.

"Okay, that's fine. So, what should we do now?" I asked her, wondering how she could help me with the house chores.

"It's up to you, sir!" she replied sweetly, though unable to hide her striking appearance.

I led Marcie to the kitchen and showed her the cleaning supplies and the ways I thought would be good for tidying up my house. But I still felt uneasy with her presence. However, as I watched her work over time, especially now that she was wearing her aerobic outfit, I started to become attracted to her.

Marcie's body was enticing. Her hair was now tied up, accentuating the graceful curve of her neck. From her movements, it seemed like she knew how beautiful her body was. I felt like she was intentionally showcasing her slender figure and shapely behind. I couldn't help but be intrigued by this girl.

"Sir!" she called out, snapping me out of my reverie. Marcie always laughed mischievously whenever she caught me off guard.

"Oh, sir!" she called again, smiling playfully. "You seem so surprised."

I realized that it was Marcie's first day at my house. Nothing happened, except for my admission that despite her unattractive face, she had a seductive body!

On the second day, Marcie continued working at my house. I approached her while she was doing the laundry.

"Hey, Marcie! Why are you smelling my clothes?" I asked, observing her sniffing my underwear. Marcie covered her face in embarrassment and tossed my underwear into the washing machine.

"What are you doing?" I asked, getting closer to her. "Hmm? What's so appealing to you about it?" She shyly replied, "Um... it smells nice, sir." I tapped her head, squeezed her sturdy shoulder, and whispered, "Be careful, you might end up liking it, you know!" I said, teasingly.

On the third day, Marcie worked at my house again. She had become more aware that I often looked at her with desire as she diligently took care of my home. The overwhelming workload became lighter with her help.

"Marcie, Our lesson will be about the reproductive system," I informed her, letting her know that I was ready to teach.

"What, sir?" she asked, busy with her work.

"Reproduction!" I answered, whispering again from behind her.

"What's that, sir?" she asked, without looking at me.

So, I approached her ear and whispered while caressing her hair, "Making love!"

Marcie burst into laughter upon hearing that. As her body leaned back from the laughter, it pressed against mine. Marcie felt the hardness in my groin, enticed by the curves of her body. Her face slightly changed, and she averted her gaze. It seemed like she was surprised to discover my desire for her.

"Oh, by the way, Marcie, I'm curious now. Do you do any exercise? Aerobics, perhaps?" I asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

"Oh, sir! I do yoga!" she answered proudly.

"No wonder your body looks so amazing!" I complimented her.

"Oh, really, sir?" she replied, blushing.

"Is yoga difficult?" I asked again.

"Well, at first, sir. But if you want, I can teach you," she said jokingly.

Day four:

It was time for Marcie to join the lesson, just like the other kids. "Let's start learning!" I invited her, motioning for her to sit next to me.

I explained some concepts that I always used to entice these kids into looking, touching, and then experiencing the pleasure of an adult's cock. The kind that would make them grow and satisfy their desires.

Marcie seemed to be engrossed in my teaching, although at times I felt like she didn't fully grasp what I was trying to convey. She appeared particularly interested in the illustrations in the textbook I was using.

"Sir, may I ask a question?" she said, raising her hand. "Have you ever done this before?"

"Why?" I asked, moving closer to her. "Well, if they knew what it was like, would they want to try it?" she asked repeatedly, full of curiosity. I looked at her intently and asked her, "Do you want to try?"

Marcie giggled and replied, "I've already tried, sir!" surprising me. "I haven't been a virgin for a long time," she continued. "Oh really? When? With whom?" I asked, intrigued.

"It was back in sixth grade. We were playing doctor, me, Precious, and Rita, sir. The boys took turns examining us, and they dipped their cocks into our pussies!" she said, her face filled with a mischievous smile.

She continued her story with excitement, "Marcie didn't know anything back then, sir! It hurt a little, but it was over quickly. So, Marcie was fine." Then she paused and added, "After that, we understood that they called it 'having sex'!"

"Well, this is quite a story I'm hearing," I scratched my head.

Marcie laughed again, seemingly unfazed by her lost virginity. "Did you guys go all the way?" I asked, listening intently to her story.

"Oh! Did you say Rita was involved too?" I questioned. "Yes, sir! Oh, you didn't know? Marcie only did it a few times. But Rita, she got addicted. She kept playing with the boys over and over again," Marcie revealed.

I fell silent for a moment, envisioning Rita and how this girl, who looked just like Marcie, engaged in such activities repeatedly.

"Is that okay with you?" she asked, reminiscing about those events.

"Well, as long as everyone is healthy and not getting pregnant," I replied. "Yes, sir! We understand that. That's why Rita would be furious if something came out inside her," she replied.

"Now, do you still want to play like that?" I asked, curious. "Who would you play with?" Marcie's eyes lit up.

"Well, with me, of course," I answered, seductively.

"Oh, sir!" she replied with a laugh. "I don't even have a boyfriend!" she immediately responded, then fell silent, realizing that she hadn't fully understood my question.

"No way!" she exclaimed. "Even I get turned on by you." I tease her.

She began staring at my crotch. She seemed to be trying to figure out if I was serious with my offer.

I adjusted my pants, making my erection more apparent to Marcie. She looked surprised, realizing that I desired her. However, she still seemed hesitant about my proposition.

"Hey, Marcie, You're the sexiest girl in class, you know that?" I whispered, coaxing her. "Oh, sir! There are so many beautiful girls," she replied shyly.

"Yes, Mar, but your body is the best," I continued to entice her.

"No way?" she asked in disbelief, standing up to show off her beautiful curves.

I then led her to my bedroom, standing together in front of the mirror. By directing her poses, I showcased the beauty of her body.

"Is it possible for a body like this to be considered ugly, Mar?" I whispered, trying to persuade her. "Even I want you," I whispered again, enticingly.

"You need to know this," I said, guiding her hand towards my crotch.

"Sir!" Marcie screamed as she saw her hand touching my crotch in the mirror.

Marcie covered her face in embarrassment and shook her head, refusing to accept what was happening. "I'm scared!" she replied shortly after.

Knowing that Marcie was glancing at me playfully in the mirror, I continued to coax her by whispering, "An adult cock feels much better, Mar, compared to those of boys."

Marcie's body seemed to want to retreat from me, but I held her back with my hand.

"You'll enjoy it," I whispered again.

As I caught a whiff of her scent, I slowly pulled down my pants.

"Here, Marcie, Look!" I said, reaching out to take her hand and guiding it to touch my erect member.

"Oh, Sir!" Marcie exclaimed, surprised by the warmth of my cock.

I squeezed her buttocks. "Your ass is so tight, Mar," I whispered with lustful breath.

"Sir? What do you want, Sir?" Marcie asked, feeling uncomfortable.

"Mar, would you like to engage in sexual activities with me?" I asked, pressing my body against hers and nuzzling her neck.

Marcie lowered her head in shame.

"Do you want to?" I asked again, starting to squeeze and fondle her plump and supple breasts.

"No, Sir! Please, don't," she replied, her voice filled with arousal. "Someone might get angry," she added, sounding worried.

Marcie's face displayed concern, but her body seemed to surrender, allowing my hands to explore.

"Oh, Marcie, You're driving me crazy," I said, unbuttoning her shirt one by one while teasing her neck.

Marcie glanced at her reflection in the mirror, occasionally stealing glances at me as I traced my hands over her sexy body.

Marcie allowed me to strip her naked, exposing her vulnerable form.

"Oh, my! You're so beautiful!" I exclaimed, admiring the curves of her body.

I leaned her body against the mirror and gently pulled her flexible hand over her head.

I unclasped her bra, kissed her arms and shoulders, then wrapped my arms around her waist.

"You're so flexible, Mar," I commented on her body.

"Yes, right, Sir! Marcie does yoga," she replied.

"You tickle me, Sir!" she whispered as I started to lick the back of her body.

"Your sweat is so sweet!" I praised her again, before reaching her armpits.

"What's that, Sir?" she asked playfully.

Without answering, I began to lick her armpits with fervor.

Marcie squirmed and giggled. She observed my actions in the mirror.

"Your sweat is so sweet! Your armpits are so savory, Marcie," I said as I sucked on her armpit.

"Oh, Sir!" she exclaimed, wriggling in delight.

In front of the mirror, Marcie's supermodel-like body moved and twisted as I kissed and licked her.

Her plain face seemed to fade away amid her sensuality.

With her hair elegantly tied up, Marcie moved like a world-class model.

Her smooth and glistening armpits, due to my licking, became the center of my intense desire.

The scent in the air grew stronger, the unmistakable aroma that I knew would emerge when her pussy became wet with arousal.

"Here, Mar, can you smell it?" I teased, knowing it was the scent of her pussy craving for more.

Marcie's eyes became dreamy, and she bit her lip.

"Yes, Sir, Marcie is giving in," she replied, surrendering herself.

I smiled at her and returned to her armpits.

Marcie had recently shaved her armpits, leaving a slight stubble. This girl took good care of her body.

While squeezing and fondling her breasts, I sucked on the muscles of her armpits.

Marcie grew more tempted and now reached for my cock, gently squeezing it.

"Sir, please, put it in," she whispered, squeezing my throbbing cock with desire. "It's already hard," she added.

I kissed her nape as I explored her pussy with my fingers.

She gazed at her pussy, which I teased and caressed with my fingers in the mirror.

Her excitement grew as she massaged and squeezed my cock.

"Not yet, Marcie, Not yet!" I couldn't resist teasing her further.

"Put it in, Sir! Please!" she pleaded, her voice filled with longing.

But I had a different idea in mind.

I quickened the pace of my fingers, probing her pussy in front of the mirror. Suddenly, her pussy juices gushed out, splashing onto the mirror.

"Oh, that was fast!" I whispered, commenting on her wetness.

Marcie nodded shyly, growing weaker and unable to stand due to the orgasm I had given her.

Her long legs trembled, and her body convulsed in front of the mirror.

I gazed at her with a throbbing cock that stood defiantly.

I leaned myself towards her, positioning my cock towards her face.

"Suck it, Marcie," I commanded, directing my cock toward her mouth.

Marcie glanced at me for a moment, then eagerly took my cock into her mouth, using her teeth to tease it.

She adjusted her lips to make the experience more pleasurable.

Her mouth didn't feel as enjoyable and she wasn't skilled at sucking my cock. Perhaps she didn't know how to do it yet, or maybe her insecurity stemmed from her teeth.

"Like this, Marcie," I said, stopping her.

I guided her hands to squeeze my cock and instructed her to lick the head of my cock.

And indeed! Finally, Marcie learned how to enjoy my cock.

Occasionally, she would sensually suck and kiss the head of my cock.

I lifted her body with a satisfied smile and guided her onto my bed. Marcie spread her legs and lifted her hips, supporting herself with her elbows while her hands cupped her ample breasts.

Her bushy, red pussy beckoned for my cock to enter. She was teasing me relentlessly!

Without hesitation, my cock slid inside, fulfilling my days-long desire for this sexy girl. 

"So warm, Marcie, Your pussy is so warm!" I exclaimed, relishing in her tightness.

Marcie grimaced and then closed her eyes, savoring the penetration of my hard cock into her wet pussy. With soft moans and gasps, I could feel her pussy growing warmer and wetter.

"You're coming? Can you feel it, my little one?" I asked, feeling her petite pussy gripping me.

"Yes, Sir! Marcie is coming, right away! It feels so good, Sir!" she repeated, enjoying the thrusts.

"There it is! Again, Marcie, You're coming again!" she exclaimed, shaking her head in disarray.

Her body instantly convulsed, her legs trembled, and she experienced a super orgasm!

The plainness of Marcie's face disappeared, replaced by an expression of pure bliss. Her open mouth let out silent screams, and the veins in her neck bulged. The arch of her body made her even more beautiful.

Her pussy became incredibly slick, allowing me to thrust faster towards the peak of pleasure.

"I'm coming!" Marcie cried, gripping my hips tightly. And once again, Marcie experienced an orgasm.

I pulled back to observe her body as it rode the waves of pleasure. Her pussy juices flowed and spilled onto my bed, resembling a little girl who had wet herself.

"How many times now, Mar?" I asked, stroking my cock and wiping the sweat off my forehead. "Four, Sir! You make me come four times!" she proudly answered.

"You're quite quick!" I commented, running my fingers along her slick and wet pussy lips.

I then shifted my attention to her tight and wrinkled asshole. It seemed eager to take the place of her slippery pussy, which was no longer as pleasurable.

"What about your ass? Have you ever had a cock there?" I asked, reminiscing about how tight Anissa's asshole was.

Marcie shook her head. Then, she hesitantly asked, "Can you do that, Sir?"

As I wiped my face, covered in the streams of her pussy juices, I teasingly rubbed my cock against the folds of her wet entrance.

"Are you ready, Mar?" I asked, and she nodded, her hips moving invitingly.

Without hesitation, I brought her legs closer together, pushing her forward towards my eager face. Despite the bent position, her firm and muscular breasts remained captivating, their shape unaltered. With her pussy raised, her asshole was now in direct alignment with the head of my throbbing cock.

"Sir, please enter!" I groaned, urging my cock to open up her tight anus.

Marcie let out a piercing scream, clutching the sheets tightly as her tender asshole stretched to accommodate my forceful thrust.

In a swift motion, I reached for the bottle of baby oil, generously dripping it onto Marcie's quivering asshole. The lubrication eased the way as I slowly penetrated that warm and inviting hole once again.

Marcie's screams intensified, a mix of pain and pleasure as her ravished asshole was claimed by my relentless cock. My hands didn't cease their exploration, caressing her pussy and delving into the depths of the tightness that had been so deliciously cornered.

Her cries reached a crescendo as she realized the overwhelming control my cock had taken over her ass. In an attempt to heighten her pleasure, my fingers hastened to rub her sensitive clit, further igniting the flames of ecstasy within her.

"Oh God! Oh Lord!" Marcie screamed as I slowly withdrew my cock from her tight asshole.

With a firm grip on her pussy lips, I thrust back into her inviting backdoor.

I maneuvered her body, using her pussy as a lever to control the pleasure coursing through Marcie's veins. Pulling her closer to me, I plunged into her pussy and ass without hesitation.

The sound of Marcie's cries only fueled my enthusiasm, pushing me to pull her neck closer and press her trembling body against mine. With a firm hold on her legs, I relished the way she curled up like a shrimp, offering herself entirely as I penetrated her asshole.

The sheer size of my relentless cock made her soon, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation.

"Sir!" she cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure in her voice.

"Does it hurt, Mar?" I asked, slowing down the tempo to gauge her response.

Marcie didn't verbally answer, but her pussy responded with a surge of juices, a clear indication of her pleasure.

Her body arched, but my grip on her neck kept her in place, denying her the full release of her pleasure.

"It feels good, Sir! It feels so good!" she sobbed repeatedly, her words punctuated by her undeniable pleasure.

Marcie's expression displayed a mix of satisfaction and bliss, a testament to the pleasure she derived from our passionate encounter.