The Tutor

"This is your car?" Jake asked, looking down at a black Pontiac G8 sedan, as the transgender opened the door with her remote. She placed her school stuff in the back seat, closing the door, and got into the driver's seat. Jake was still looking at the car, just as the transgender popped her head over the roof of her car.

"Well, aren't you going to get in anytime soon?" she asked, with a hint of annoyance.

"Oh, right. I wasn't expecting something like this I was kind of..." Jake quickly stopped, before getting into the car himself, then closing the door.

"This is my dad's, before he left." she says, starting the engine. The entire interior of the car vibrated, as Jake simply sat in the leather, feeling the rough-running engine vibrating throughout the car. With a quick flick of her wrist, she popped the emergency brake down, and threw the shifter into reverse, then released the clutch pedal.

She was becoming a surprise at every opportunity, and her she was, driving a manual transmission car.

"Watch this." she says, as her right shoulder was etched with her shirt strap, and her hand on the gearshift. Jake simply watched her as she did donuts in the school parking lot, her neck veins popped along her slender long neck, her double chin hanging beneath her jawline as she smiled, and just above her Adam's apple, and her left arm had veins etched along her long skinny arm as she gripped the steering wheel at the 12'o clock position.

Jake held on for dear life as the girl drove aggressively in the parking lot, making a lot of tire smoke and noise.

Despite being possibly male she still had a beautiful side profile, her long neck with veins as it arched perfectly outward at her Adam's apple, her jawline was sharp, and her collar bones peeked as she still had her hand on the shifter knob.

"You liked that? I love this car." she says, now driving normally out of the school parking lot and onto the surface roads, leaving behind a smoky blue trail in the parking lot that followed them for a distance. They rode in silence for the entire trip to the girl's house, while Jake kept stealing glances at the transgendered girl. Her small right boob exposed as her shirt fell lower, and her hand still wrapped around the shifter, her tank top strap now hanging next to her elbow while Jake tried to avert his gaze back to the front windshield.

Overall, her small, tiny body was quite a considerable distance from the steering wheel, and she appeared to be peering over the dash and steering wheel, as she drove with a slight slump in her seat.

And Jake wanted to jerk off to her, even if that meant the girl was really a guy; a really small guy, that's simply wearing girl's clothes, and has an overall girly demeaner. And it took all his strength to keep it all contained, even as her exposed boob taunted him from the corner of his eye, while her shirt threatened to cover the nipple as her arm moved to operate the shifter.

"You better not be thinking about it." the girl says, not making eye contact with Jake, as she was still concentrated on her driving. Jake squirmed in the passenger seat, trying his hardest to contain the urge to jerk off, and appearing to use the restroom by the image of him squirming in the seat.

"I will lock you up if you keep moving around like that." she says, now making eye contact with Jake. Her shirt slipped upward, now covering her nipple, while the top portion of her breast was still visible. The strap rested next to her bicep as they cruised the town.

"Lock me up?" Jake asked, confused.

"Chastity. I have a key." she says, shifting and driving some more. Her shirt now covered her breasts, the top of her shirt was a gaping hole between her chest as she now had both hands to the steering wheel.

"Having a boner like that will make me want to lock it up." she says some more, carefully looking at Jake's boner poking through his jeans like a tent, and a hint of liquid leaking at the top of his erection. Even the girl couldn't help now, as she too, felt warm liquid oozing onto her jeans, but luckily for her, she's wearing black skinny jeans, no one will tell if she went on herself, unlike Jake, who's wearing blue loosely fitted jeans, something someone would wear in the late 90's/early 2000s.

"Let me stop here, if you don't mind. It's an errand I need to take care of." she says, pulling in a parking lot of a local grocery store. She got out, and pulled her tight black skinny jeans up her hourglass-shaped waist, then adjusting her black tank top shirt before walking to the store. Jake, seeing the opportunity, finally released. He jerked off like he had never jerked off before, as the transgender walked to the store, while fixing her shirt some more. 

"Aw crap." Jake says, seeing how he had released so much, and his jeans were soaked with urine and cum, which left a visible dark stain at his crotch. He quickly dried his jeans as best he could, using the car's heater as he awkwardly puts his crotch near the vents. His erection was still throbbing, imagining the entire time the transgender's shirt strap hanging next to her skinny bicep, with the single vein popped in the middle of her bicep, her right breast exposed before her shirt covered the nipple, and eventually, covering her entire small breast. Her shirt was making him crazy like none other, and it would be distracting if he needed help with his homework.

The transgender soon arrived, with her purchases from the store. She put her stuff in the back seat, then entered the driver's door.

"Having fun yet?" she asked, moving her arm as she moved the shift lever, then flicking down the handbrake lever. They left the store, making their way to the transgender's house. 

"Something smells in here. Like some one irrigated himself or something like that." the transgender says, still fully concentrated on her driving. She adjusted her right shirt strap some more, making sure the strap slipped down her slender, skinny bicep, and it did. She pulled her arm out of the strap, and let it hang next to her dark shirt. Soon, her shirt slipped, revealing her breast some more, and eventually, her nipple was revealed. Jake wanted to rub some more, but instead, squirmed some more in his seat.

"Don't think about it. We're almost to my place now." she says. It felt like a long drive, but unbeknownst to Jake, they had been circling their neighborhood for around thirty minutes since leaving their school.

"Well, here we are. Home sweet home." the transgender says, leaving her shirt the way she left it since leaving the store parking lot. She grabbed her belongings, and her store purchases, before making her way to her house, with a key in hand, while Jake trembled nervously at what was going to be the outcome of their study sessions.

If there ever was going to be one...

And he didn't know what he would be getting himself into...

"Come on, aren't you coming?" she asked, seductively moving her shoulder, and her shirt slipped down even more, revealing a little of her six-pack abs over the top of her shirt. With a click of the front door, they were now in the transgenders house.