He pulled her close and said, “You,” before kissing her hard on her lips. Grabbing her hand, he said, “Let’s go ride the train around the park.”

She raised an eyebrow, but followed after him. “You’re the teacher, so I guess you know best,” she said, but he could tell by the sound of her voice that she thought he was completely nuts.

The zoo grounds were deserted at noon on a Thursday and as they walked hand-in-hand, Charlie thought again how much he loved being with Candace. She was funny, witty, smart, and incredibly passionate. For a moment, he almost wished they were done with their lessons so that he could finally tell her how he felt about her, without feeling like a total jerk for taking advantage of their teacher/student situation.

But then he thought about what he had planned for the day and grinned. No, he certainly didn’t want to give up any of the time he’d be spending exploring Candace’s body. And he sure as hell wouldn’t trade the satisfaction he’d already received from showing her how to let herself go, how to explode with every fiber of her body and soul.

They walked past the tiger and lion cages, stopping to admire the brawny beasts, finally arriving at the miniature train depot. One of the small amusement park trains was on the track waiting for them to board.

Each of the cars of the train was just big enough to seat two people, except the miniature lion cage, which was barely big enough to fit four people.

“Wait here for a second,” Charlie said as he went up to the ticket taker and said a few words to him while covertly slipping him a hundred dollar bill.

Mission accomplished, Charlie was grinning ear to ear when he waved Candace through the gate.

She started to step into one of the small, uncovered cars that was shaped like a baby elephant, but he redirected her to the lion cage. The bottom half of the car was completely covered with plastic, with only the upper half of the car open to the outside through thick plastic bars. Unlike the other cars, this one had a roof on it that blocked out the sunlight.

“We’re going to ride in this one,” he said, and he thought he saw a tiny hint of a smile appearing on the corner of her luscious lips as she crawled into the small space.

When she bent over, her short skirt flipped up and revealed her tight, round ass, and smooth pu**y lips peeking between her slightly parted thighs.

His c**k went instantly hard. His innocent student hadn’t worn any panties at all!

He stood on the outside of the cage, holding onto the bars and cleared his throat, finally managing a husky, “Did you forget to put something on this morning when you were getting dressed?”

Candace blushed and said, “I might have forgotten a couple of things, actually.”

Suddenly he noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra either. He could discern the faint outline of her areolas beneath her light pink tank top. As he stared at her chest in continued amazement, her ni**les grew hard and pronounced, and it was all he could do not to rip the thin fabric off of her body and suck at her ni**les like a hungry newborn.

He rearranged his pants to accommodate his throbbing bulge and climbed in after her. Once he was inside the cage and had latched the gate closed, he gave a thumb’s up to the conductor and the train began to move slowly on the tracks.

“You seem a little nervous today,” he said as he rubbed his thumb in a circle over the palm of her left hand.

She nodded, but didn’t quite meet his eyes. Finally, she looked up at him and said, “You’re right. I am nervous today.” Then she laughed and said, “Which is crazy. You’d think I’d be perfectly calm around you after the three lessons we’ve had so far, wouldn’t you?”

Charlie nodded absentmindedly as he kneeled in the small floor space between her legs. “I’m a little nervous too,” he murmured as he slowly slid his hands up from her ankles, to her knees, to the outsides of her thighs.

“Lift up,” he said softly and as she did so, he slid his hands underneath the curve of her ass, cupping each of her butt cheeks in his hands. Her head fell back and she moaned softly. He’d left her skirt still covering her body, even though he wanted nothing more than to bury his face between her legs, hoping the waiting would intensify her arousal.

Even though his hands were on her ass, she was already so wet her juices were soaking his fingers. Gently he slipped his pinkies into her dripping cunt and her moans grew louder. Her hands moved to circle the back of his neck, to pull his face down to her impatient clit.

“Hold onto the bars,” he demanded. He saw her warring with herself, but then she reached out and grabbed the bars with her hands.

“Good girl,” he whispered as he bit the hem of her tank top and pulled it up several inches to uncover the skin on her flat stomach. He laid several kisses across her belly, and then on her pelvis through the thin fabric of her skirt.

Her ni**les jutted out to him and he couldn’t resist their beckoning. One at a time, he put the thin straps of her tank top between his teeth and slid them down her shoulders, uncovering first one lush globe and then the other. He moved his hands closer to her pu**y and slid several fingers in and out of her.

“Charlie, I don’t think we should-” she began to say, and he cut off her protest with a hot kiss, roughly taking her tongue into his mouth, forcing it to mate with his own.

“I’m in charge of this lesson,” he said sternly when he finally pulled away from her slightly bruised lips.

She said, “I know you are, but-” and he kissed her again, gently this time just on the corners of her mouth

“Won’t you trust me, sweetheart?” he asked her, his tone now gently cajoling.

She smiled tremulously and he returned his attention to her succulent tits, finally bared in all their glory. He rubbed his face across them, letting her ni**les slide in and out of his mouth, driving his tongue across them, forcing whimpers from Candace with every stroke.

Looking up from her br**sts, he noted that the train had taken them into a deeply forested area, which was far more private than the open tracks they had traveled upon thus far. As he slowly pulled his hands out from beneath her ass and reached for the hem of her skirt to lift it up, she whimpered, “Yes, Charlie. Please!” and opened her legs wide so that he would have easy access to her swollen cunt. He ran the tip of his thumb up and down her moist folds, steering clear of her most sensitive spot. She tried to maneuver her hips so that he’d be forced to touch her clit, but he teased and circled, all the while avoiding the one place that was dying for his touch.