A Sexy Subject Part 2

I walked upstairs to my bathroom and stripped off my clothes. As I ran hot water into the tub, I started thinking what I had let Mr. Burkle do to me. I remember him pushing his thick fingers in and out of my pussy and I unconsciously let my hand wander down between my legs. I found my clit and rubbed it back and forth. It started to swell and the feeling inside my pussy became more intense.
I rubbed harder and I felt my knees almost buckle from the explosive orgasm I had. I braced one hand against the sink as I stood catching my breath. I glanced up at my reflection.
My nipples were hard and swollen. I grasped my right one and gave it a hard squeeze. I heard myself moan. That intense feeling came back and I could feel my pussy start to swell again.
I walked to the tub to turn the water off and stepped into the tub. Hot water rushed over my nipples making them tingle and harden. Both my hands came up to pinch my hard nipples and my pussy swelled even more. Running my hands down my body to my clit, I rubbed it and then moved my hand lower. I pushed one finger inside. I gasped. My pussy was swollen and tight. I pushed another finger inside of it and groaned.
I remembered how Mr. Burkle shoved his fingers in and out of my pussy again and I started to do the same. I gasped and moaned as the pressure built. I shoved my fingers harder and harder until I started to come. It was like something had burst inside my pussy and flooded out of me. I rested my head against the back of the tub. I couldn’t wait for tomorrow to have Mr. Burkle’s cock filling me up again.
I came down to dinner and Mom asked me about my day and the studying session with Mr. Burkle. “It was fine,” I said lamely.
“Did you lean anything?” she asked. Oh yeah, I thought. More than you could imagine.
“Yes, he taught me a few things about….uh….calculus?”
Mom raised her wine glass took her mouth and took a sip. “I thought so. He was a nerd back in high school and used to help me with mine at the library all the time.”
“You’ve known me him that long?” I asked surprised.
“Yeah,” she said between bites of broccoli. “He always asked me out but I turned him down.”
“Why?”
“I had a boyfriend,” she said shrugging her shoulder, “besides my mom paid him to help me so I could pass my classes and SATs and get into college.