Tortured by the T-Girl Tutor

"You're a fucking... I mean you're--holy fucking hell!" he wailed.

"Well, tell the whole neighborhood, why don't ya?" Miranda seemed remarkably relaxed. She picked up the ball, took a dribble and then threw it up at the hoop. And then in an all too characteristic change in demeanor, she asked him in a threatening voice, "Got a problem with it?"

Duncan shrugged. Even if he had, he couldn't admit it to her. Did he? He'd just jerked off earlier in the day thinking about her! This was all too much to handle. "No. No problem," he answered quickly in what amounted to a high-pitched denial.

They went back in. Miranda looked through his CD collection and acted less antagonistic than usual. Duncan found himself looking over her body. How could she have a cock? Yeah, she was a bigger than most girls, but she was hot too. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it--or rather, felt it himself. How could she have a dick and have tits that looked like that, he wondered. The two didn't go together, or did they? Duncan was feeling a little calmer about the situation when Miranda asked, "Have you ever sucked cock before?" It was another one of her out of the blue questions which sent Duncan off the rails.

"No! I've never done that!" Duncan blurted out. He tried to lighten the mood by telling her, "You ask the craziest stuff sometimes." Then his thoughts came full circle, adding, "And I don't plan on it either."

"Easy there boy," she told him as though she hadn't meant any of it. "Never been fucked in the ass either?" she asked in an equally shocking manner.

Duncan's gaze fell to her crotch and then shot back up to Miranda's eyes. "Hell no! Guys don't do that!"

"I was only making conversation." Thankfully, Miranda didn't carry on in that same line of thought. Duncan's mother and sister returned home not long after. Miranda got up to leave, but then she leaned into Duncan and remarked, "I bet I made your ass clench up so tight when I asked you if you've ever been fucked.