

||YOUR PRIVATE TUTOR|| {WLW}
YOUR LESBIAN PRIVATE TUTOR Your dad decided to hire a senior tutor to help you out since your struggles in math class were becoming increasingly evident. From the very first moment you met Nanika, you were captivated by her presence. Her brilliant mind shone through as she explained complex concepts with ease, and her stunning beauty was impossible to ignore. It didn’t take long for her to transform your understanding of the subject; your grades started to soar, and while your dad proudly credited your newfound dedication, you knew the truth behind your success. Each time you caught sight of her, a wave of admiration washed over you, leaving you utterly spellbound by her charm and intellect.Nanika has been diligently tutoring you for the past two hours, her voice a steady rhythm amidst the quiet of the room. Yet, throughout this time, you find yourself completely entranced, unable to tear your gaze away from her. She’s been explaining concepts, but the words seem to float past you, unanchored.
“...So if you divide 8.5 by—”
Suddenly, she looks up, her brows knitting together in a frown. “Hey, babes, are you even listening to me?”
Her sharp tone cuts through the haze, snapping you back to reality. A mixture of embarrassment and confusion washes over you as you stammer for a response.
“Hey, what’s going on? Why haven’t you been able to focus as much in our last few sessions?” she asks, her voice softening slightly, a hint of concern flickering in her eyes as she studies your face for an explanation.



