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Sexual Adventures in Beacon Hills	By : TheChemist Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 18617 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Sexual Adventures in Beacon Hills Part 13
Show: Teen Wolf
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Lydia / Marin Morrell
Codes: FF, Finger, Oral, Seduced, Teacher
Disclaimer: I make no money from this. I don't own or have anything to do with Teen Wolf, especially the characters Lydia Martin, Scott McCall, Stiles, Marin Morrell, Jackson, Derek Hale and Allison Argent
Summary: Lydia has to see the school’s guidance counselor/psychiatrist due to severe nightmares since her attack at Formal or her parents will take away her car. However, after evading the whole time, the counselor Marin Morrell won’t sign off so Lydia proposes to eat her out in order to get the permit slip

Things had finally reached a breaking point with Lydia and her apparent psychotic breaks since she recovered from the werewolf bite back at Formal. Luckily she wasn’t transformed into a werewolf, nor was she killed. However, her mind wasn’t right. She was seeing objects and people that weren’t there. Finally, the last straw came when her mom found her in a bloody bed after Lydia had punched a mirror to shards.
“I don’t need to see a psychiatrist, mother,” Lydia protested.
“Lydia…do you like your limitless credit card? Your free car? Your lack of curfew?” Her mother quizzed her. “If the answer to any of those questions are yes, then you are seeing the psychiatrist.”
Without a leg to stand on, Lydia had to go along with her mom’s plan. The first session went by without much fuss, mainly because Lydia spent the whole time with her guard up, not sharing a thing with the guidance counselor. However, there were two things of interest. The first was the handsome boy that she had waited with before the appointment. Though his face looked vaguely familiar, and he talked too much, Lydia thought he was cute and worth looking into later. Second, was that the guidance counselor, Marin Morrell, was rather attractive with a pretty face and amazing skin tone.
When Lydia went back for her second appointment two days later, Ms. Morrell took a different tact. Having learnt that the redhead didn’t want to discuss her experience at the Formal dance and her time in hospital, the guidance counselor had a punch on laminated cards on her desk.
“Do you know what these are, Lydia?” Ms. Morrell asked.
“The Rorschach test is a psychological test in which subjects' perceptions of inkblots are recorded and then analyzed using psychological interpretation,” Lydia answered without missing a beat.
“Wow. Forgot how smart you were,” the guidance counselor gasped in amazement. “Let’s keep it simple and call them ink blots.”
“Okay. This is your circus,” the redhead quipped.
“Let’s begin,” Marin said as she flipped the first card over for Lydia to answer.
“Butterfly,” Lydia answered as the next card was flipped. “Butterfly. Butterfly. Butterfly. Butterfly.”
“Lydia?” Ms. Morrell said with a tone of frustration before flipping another card.
“Danaus plexippus,” the redhead answered this time.
“Which is the scientific name for?” Marin asked.
“Butterfly,” the smart girl grinned.
“Lydia, what's it gonna take to get you to open up?” Ms. Morrell asked.
“I don't know what you're talking about. I am as honest and open as a person can be,” the redhead replied sarcastically.
“Lydia, if you aren’t going to use this time constructively, then I can’t sign off that you participated,” Marin explained.
“But I’m here! Putting in the time,” the 16 year old student protested.
“No. You are wasting time,” the school’s guidance counselor retorted.
“But you don’t understand. If you don’t sign my form then my parents take my car away, and my freedom,” Lydia stated, rising from her chair.
As Lydia stood, she lightly slammed her hands on the desk, which made her lean over it. This meant that her low-cut top exposed a good deal of cleavage to the school’s guidance counselor, who was also educated as a psychiatrist. If Lydia wasn’t filled with adrenaline, she may have missed the way Marin’s eyes flashed down at her epic tits, even if it was just for a heartbeat. The redhead quickly processed that information and a new plan formed in her devious mind almost instantly.
“Say, Ms Morell, is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?” Lydia asked, her tone suddenly dripping honey.
“Well…um…you could take this seriously,” Marin replied, her professional mask back in place, though it now bore a few cracks.
“Haha! Good one, Ms Morrell,” Lydia replied as she walked around the desk separating them.
“Lydia…what are you doing?” Marin asked the teen.
In order to face her, the educator turned her chair, which meant it created space so that the redhead could walk even closer to Marin. Though Lydia would have sat right away onto a male teacher’s lap, with the female psychiatrist she needed to handle things a little differently. Seduce her a little more with guile rather than brute sexuality like she did with simple-minded males.
“You know Marin…can I call you Marin?” Lydia asked, as she slowly bent down to place her hands on the armrest of the office chair.
This meant that her amazing cleavage was drawn right into the eyeline of the psychiatrist. Not only did Marin’s eyes flash down to look at the alabaster globes again, this time her gaze lingered longer on the teen’s tits. Also, and potentially more importantly, the guidance counselor didn’t push her away or tell her to leave.
“Umm…well…in this office, Marin is acceptable,” the guidance counselor stammered, her heart beating a mile a minute.
“Perfect. So, Marin, has anyone ever told you that you have, like, such kissable looking lips,” Lydia complimented as she licked her own kissable lips.
“Oh,” Marin said, surprised. “I’m flattered. Truly. But that is inapprop…”
The beautiful guidance counselor didn’t have time to rebuke the advances of the seductive redhead because at that time she closed the small gap between them and put her lips on hers. Lydia had to gauge things just right as she wanted to make sure that she didn’t push things too hard, but at the same time she couldn’t afford to move too slowly and risk losing her chance. Lydia puckered lips contacted Marin's while the psychiatrist was mid-sentence. The kiss stunned the guidance counselor for the moment and that was all the stunning ginger needed. Establishing control, Lydia opened her own mouth and lightly licked along Marin’s pink lips in a move that made her shiver.
She didn’t ease up just yet, instead Lydia pushed on. Well, rather she pushed her tongue past Marin’s lips and slipped it into her mouth. The guidance counselor was still somewhat stunned by the aggressive nature so she offered no resistance, allowing the younger redhead to trail a path along her tongue with her own wet muscle. Lydia continued to French kiss the guidance counselor until Marin snapped into the moment and slowly began wrestling her nimble tongue with her own. It was at this point that the stunning ginger broke the kiss and sat back against the desk.
“Wow,” the guidance counselor finally exhaled.
“Sorry. I hope that wasn’t too forward of me…”
This time it was Lydia who was interrupted halfway through her sentence. Marin had apparently been tempted by the initial kiss and wanted more. The busty redhead was surprised her kissing had that much power, though she had been told by multiple lovers that she was good with her mouth.
“Now I’m sorry. I should have asked first,” Marin said as she broke the kiss.
There was a brief silence then almost at the same time the two women moved together until their lips were pressing together. As Marin and Lydia’s mouths opened and they found each other with their tongues, the guidance counselor brushed aside any worrying nerves about kissing a student, especially since Marin was enjoying the makeout session so much. Instead, the biracial woman simply focused on how kissing the highly attractive redhead made her feel so damn wet.
For her part, Lydia didn’t exactly think that her plan of seducing the guidance counselor would happen so…easily. She didn’t know if it was because she was a lesbian, or bisexual for that matter, or whether she was just emotionally vulnerable but the redhead wasn’t going to complain. After all, Lydia needed her mom off her back and Marin was the gatekeeper in that respect. Besides, Lydia wasn’t cruel - she was going to make damn sure Marin enjoyed herself tonight at least.
“What does this mean,” Marin suddenly asked, breaking the kiss but keeping her mouth close to Lydia’s and her eyes remained closed.
Lydia cut her off once again by kissing her, finding it was an effective way to stop her from dwelling and analyzing the situation.
“Why can’t two hot as fuck females seek pleasure in one another,” Lydia answered the question with a question. “You find me hot as fuck, right Marin?”
“Definitely,” the guidance counselor replied, her breathing growing more ragged by the second.
“Ditto! Now shut up and kiss me.”
Those words seemed to be exactly what Marin needed to hear in order to break the last of her will. Ultimately Lydia’s words were what she needed to hear so Marin leaned back in and resumed making out with. Being with another girl was novel and exciting for Marin, and she felt a shiver run through her when the small redhead’s hands began roaming her perfect body.
Lydia couldn’t believe the curves that the psychiatrist possessed. Her breasts were large, which was hard to tell before based on the professional attire Marin always wore. Meanwhile, the guidance counselor’s ass was pretty fine in its own regard. While not the beefy masterpiece of Lydia’s own tushy, it easily ranked as a top tier butt. The redhead was excited to feel her flesh so she placed her hand under the hem of Marin’s blouse and took up residence on the skin of the small of her back.
“Mhmm,” Marin moaned into the other girl’s mouth.
Kissing the bisexual was exciting enough for the psychiatrist but having her touch her in a place that was new was very exhilarating. With a new pep in her step, Marin felt her kissing change and become more desperate. All while their tongues danced with one another in the space created between their pressed together lips, Lydia moved her tiny hand up along the other girl’s spine. She didn’t need Marin to tell her how she felt about it as her tongue began darting around in Lydia’s mouth with even greater hunger. By the time the redhead’s palm was lying flat between Marin’s shoulder blades and she gently pressing her closer towards her, the stunning guidance counselor was moaning into her mouth and the stunning ginger would bet that her prey was gushing like a fountain between her legs.
“Gotta keep pushing the pace,” Lydia thought to herself as she kissed the other girl.
However, before the curvy redhead could make her next move Marin beat her to it. The guidance counselor sought out the bottom of the purple shirt she wore with one hand, beginning to lift it while her other hand greedily rubbed the skin of the girl’s toned stomach as more and more flesh became exposed.
The pair had to break their kiss so that Marin could pull off the shirt the redhead was wearing. She still had on a black bra, but suddenly Marin’s vision became dark. Lydia had used the pause in their liplock to do likewise to the guidance counselor’s shirt, pulling the hem of her sweater skyward until it popped off over her head.
“My God those are perfect,” Lydia gawked at the other’s bra-clad tits.
“What? Really? Yours are...wow,” the psychiatrist retorted.
The guidance counselor allowed her teen lover to squeeze her covered breasts as she twisted her own arms behind her back. As her hands undid the clasp on the back of her strap, Lydia leaned in and began kissing her neck, making Marin coo aloud. Swinging her arms back around, the horny educator leaned back and watched as the redhead unwittingly pulled her bra free from her chest.
“Much better!” Lydia commented, seeing Marin’s fleshy tits without a bra.
It was as though Marin’s tits had their own tractor beam and Lydia’s mouth was the target. Mind you, the curvy redhead barely put up any resistance as she eagerly bent down towards the naked globes and greedly took her small pokey nipple between her lips.
“Mhmm,” Marin groaned.
The moan uttered by Marin came from a combination of the tongue dancing around her areola, as well as the fingertips that she could feel trailing a path along her smooth stomach, just above the waistband of her skirt. The young guidance counselor was surprised though as the minutes ticked by and no further progress was being made. Lydia had gone back and forth between her left and right breast, but her hands never migrated from her lower stomach.
Finally Lydia spoke, saying, “Tell me what you want.”
The redhead’s initial approach was to overpower her prey’s mind, making her caught up in a tempest of desire. However, Lydia had called an audible and changed to a new tactic, in which she would push Marin close to the edge and hold her there until she begged for it. After all, Lydia was manipulative and slightly cruel at heart, so she figured she’d embrace her natural urges.
After a pause Marin finally answered, “Awhh…lick me. Please. Lick me.”
Once hearing that command, Lydia pounced like a starved panther on wounded prey. Her hands were no longer calm and calculated, but rather hasty, almost in a frenzy. The redhead targeted the other girl’s button in the front of her skirt, easily undoing it along with the zipper.
Marin knew what was to come next so she hoisted her curvy bottom off the plush seating. Right on cue, her redhead partner hooked her fingers in the waistband and yanked not only her green skirt off her rump and down her legs, but also her panties. This left the guidance counselor completely nude in her office in the high school.
“What did you want me to do again,” Lydia asked.
The redhead was just toying with the object of her affection now. After dragging her clothing down her sexy legs, Lydia traced her hands back up. Currently she was loitering on the girl’s smooth calf muscle, and judging by the sheen coming from Marin’s pussy she knew the light touching was having the desired effect.
“Please Lydia,” Marin pleaded. “Just do it.”
“Good enough for me,” she thought to herself.
As Lydia slid her dainty hands further up her thighs, Marin responded by spreading her bare legs further apart. By the time the curvy redhead had reached her groin, the psychiatrist was spread wide with her glistening pink slit opening up to greet her new lover.
“I think I’ll have a taste,” Lydia said aloud.
The redhead was now kneeling in front of her prize. She leaned her head between Marin’s legs and took a good long lick of the guidance counselor’s length. Just like she was hoping, the psychiatrist tasted as good as her perfect twat looked.
“Ohhh,” Marin moaned in response.
Lydia surprised her partner when Marin felt small little kisses placed all over her sex. The redhead’s lips started up at her clit, making her gyrate in her seat before traveling slowly downward until her mouth was directly over her opening. Lydia puckered again and kissed right above the opening, but this time she lingered and extended her tongue out until it had dipped inside Marin’s snatch and lapped inside.
“Oh yes Lydia! Lick my pussy!”
Lydia took a quick second to smile before pressing her lips back against Marin’s pussy and sticking her tongue deep within her hole. The red-haired goddess took pride in how rapid she found her stride in pleasing another girl since she hadn’t done it in a few months, which was like an eternity for the horny bisexual.
“Damn you taste good,” Lydia commented.
No sooner had the words left her mouth had Lydia dived right back in, drilling her tongue as deep as possible into Marin’s sweet honey pot. The redhead was keeping her lover off guard by the constant change in her strategy. Now Lydia had switched from the slow and methodical approach to one of speed and power.
“Fuck,” Marin swore.
When the psychiatrist had started treating Lydia, she had no idea that it would end like this. However Marin had no complaints, in fact at the present moment she had her head tossed back over the back of the chair as her mound went from being teased to being crammed full of Lydia’s tongue.
Lydia had no intention of letting her off the hook and recover from the sudden intrusion of a powerful tongue plunging the depth of her hole. The redhead used both hands to get in tight and hooked a finger from each into her opening.
Marin howled in pleasure again as her pussy was now filled with two digits rather than the tongue, but they were only used to hook right at the entrance and pull her apart as far as she could go. The psychiatrist was understandably very tight, but the fingers allowed Lydia to drive her tongue even deeper into her sex.
“Oh my God…oh my God,” Marin screamed.
The guidance counselor was on cloud nine as the girl between her legs clearly knew her way around a pussy. Over and over she made the psychiatrist cry out in utter delight as Lydia repeatedly found new ways of pleasuring her.
After a few minutes Marin opened her eyes for the first time since they started and looked down at the redhead in her thighs. The guidance counselor gazed at a face that looked like she was enjoying herself as much as Marin was. The stunning ginger seemed to thrive working on her knees and licking out her twat, and Marin was more than happy to reap the benefit.
Lydia was indeed thoroughly enjoying herself. Though she never would have seduced the educator otherwise if it wasn’t for getting her mom off her back, Lydia was pleasantly happy so far. Plus, as if that wasn’t enough Marin was tasty as all hell, plus the added incentive that made Lydia wet was that the guidance counselor wasn’t really lesbian, just another straight girl that the teen redhead was able to seduce.
The 16 year old continued to dive her tongue deep into Marin and scoop out more of her essence while her wet muscle found all the right spots inside Marin. The psychiatrist was now in a constant series of moans and screams, but they fell on deaf ears as the room needed to be soundproofed to insure the student’s confidentiality.
“My God! You are really good,” Marin screamed.
Lydia could feel her partner’s hands running through her hair as she aimed slightly higher and darted her skilled tongue against her clit. This released another torrent of inaudible appreciation from Marin, who had now thrown her head back over the edge of the chair.
Marin had also gripped her lover’s head tightly, squeezing it passionately with her dainty fingers. It applied massive amounts of pressure against Lydia’s skull, more power than the redhead thought that the unassuming guidance counselor could muster. It didn’t hurt her to have her pretty face crammed against the lovely folds of the psychiatrist, in fact knowing that Marin was enjoying herself this much was an even bigger turn-on for the ginger teen.
“You like that,” Lydia asked, coming out mumbled.
Lydia knew that the guidance counselor didn’t need to reply as she continued to work from between her juicy thighs. Marin was close and she knew it, but the redhead wanted to impart as much pleasure into the lesbian tryst as she could before allowing her the orgasm she was on a one-way path towards.
The 16 teen old girl focused her attention to the task at hand like never before. Her tongue licked up and down Marin's pretty pink pussy before she ultimately settled her lips on the clit. Screams followed but a whole louder and more urgent stream was released when she combined sucking and licking the sensitive nub with working her two fingers in and out of her tight twat.
“Fuck yes,” Marin screamed around the fist she was using to partially muffle the noise.
Lydia always beamed with pride hearing her lover’s intense cries of pleasure. While still with Marin’s clit locked between her lips with suction, she inserted a third finger into her extremely wet love canal without losing any of the speed or depth. The guidance counselor’s curvy body squirmed in response as the digits pumped into her super-sensitive pussy.
“Cum for me baby. Right on my little tongue so I can lick you all up,” Lydia encouraged.
The stunning ginger knew Marin wasn’t going to last much longer. Not wanting to miss a drop of her delicious flavor, Lydia switched up her mouth and hand so that her tongue was now buried deep in her opening while her fingers diddled her engorged clitoris.
“I’m cumming,” she shrieked. “Oh God YESSSSS!”
Lydia waited for her just rewards after hearing the scream and feeling the hands on her head tighten. Sure enough a tide of gooey honey came like a typhoon, coating the redhead’s tongue. Lydia was right on hand to lap it up and devour the cum before going right back inside Marin for more of the treat.
“Well shit you’re tasty,” Lydia said, rocking back onto her heels. “I had my doubts but I’m glad to be proven wrong...with this anyway.”
“Wow…just…wow,” Marin puffed from her reclined position on her office chair.
“Now…about my form…” Lydia asked immediately as she pushed the form in front of the guidance counselor, as well as a pen into the biracial woman’s hand.
As Marin scribbled her signature onto the form, a thought struck the guidance counselor. “You don’t want me to return the favor?”
“Not right now. But something tells me this won’t be a one-time occurrence,” the redhead said before spinning on her heels and leaving the office, the form signed.
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