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XXX Rated Story #31
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Teacher
Part III
I'm Steve. This is my story about my high school teacher, Ms.
Malone, and her unique methods she used to break me of my
daydreaming habits in her class. Ms. Malone, you see, is a real
great looking teacher, about 5'7", 118 lbs., with a figure that
could easily find itself on a Playboy magazine cover. And I was
the type of guy that would look at her and dream of what I would
do if only I could get her in bed with me.
She noticed, early in our spring session that I was paying
attention more to her body that to her class work. And she
developed a very deep-seated interest in making sure that I was
broken of that habit. Shall we say, she took a VERY personal
interest in trying to re-direct my attention from her body to her
classroom material by providing some unusual after-school
tutoring.
It had been three weeks since her second tutoring session. I had
been paying attention to the classroom work, and started making
good progress in her course. For the first time since we started
the semester, I really understood the course materials and was
able to keep up with everyone else. It now looked like I would
pass. It was no problem preventing myself from daydreaming about
Ms. Malone (or Sandy, as she said I could call her out of school)
since we had completed the two outside tutoring classes. Her
methods had worked.
In fact, I had become somewhat of a popular guy with girls of my
class (something which never happened before the tutoring). Each
day, at lunch or after school, there was always one or two girls
talking with me, flirting, and generally doing what high school
girls do when they are trying to attract a male student's
attention. I had even gotten up the courage to ask several of
them out on dates, which resulted in very pleasant experiences
(though not as intimate as my experiences with Sandy).
In short, it appeared that I was growing up, and was really
starting to enjoy high school social life.
My attentions to Ms. Malone, on the other hand, had dwindled in
direct proportion to amount of attention I was getting from girls
my age. In part, I guess, this accounted for the ease in which I
broke away from my old habits of staring at Ms. Malone and daily
visually stripping her clothing off while she lectured to the
class.
On this day, as both her class and the school day ended, Ms.
Malone asked me to stay after school for a few minutes.
Perplexed, since I knew that I was doing much better, I waited to
find out what she wanted to say to me.
When everyone else had left the classroom, she closed the door,
isolating the two of us from the rest of the world. It was very
similar to that first tutoring session, except this time I had no
idea what she wanted.
"Steve, I've been wondering what has happened to you in the past
few weeks", she started. "When we finished our last session after
school, in my car near your home, I recommended strongly that
future sessions would be needed. Yet now, weeks later, you seem
to have no interest in pursuing further help from me. What has
happened?"
"Well, Ms. Malone, I thought that I was doing well in class! And
as long as I was, I thought that no further help from you was
needed", I replied honestly.
"You really mean to say that, since I taught you all those
tricks, you've been too busy with all those little girls that
hang around you every day to worry or even think about me! That's
what you really mean, don't you?" she angrily proclaimed. She
continued, "Did you think that all of those efforts I made to
help you had no affect on me? That I didn't want to continue to
teach you even more? That you can now go about living your life,
fully convinced that you know all you need to know? You're a
bigger fool than I thought, Steve!"
Yipes! This was starting to sound like one of those late
afternoon soaps that are on TV. She really sounded hurt, angry
and even more than a little jealous! Before I could say anything,
she continued her verbal attack.
"You must be very self-centered, young man. To not even take into
account my feelings, my desires, my hopes, while you freely give
to those young wenches everything I so painstakingly taught you!
Doesn't this interest you any more?"
With that, she pulled her skirt up to her waist, revealing the
fact that she had no underwear on. I could clearly see her naked
pussy, surrounded by her soft cunt hair. I hadn't realized that
she was dressed like that. In the past, I would have noted the
lack of a panty line on her hips, or her thighs. But not today -
maybe not for several days.
Dropping her skirt back to normal, she stood there, arms held
across her stomach, her boobs sticking straight out at me,
looking me straight in the eyes and daring me to answer her
accusations.
"Ah, you see, I, ah, I really thought that you only had a
professional interest in me, Ms. Malone. I thought that what you
were teaching me was to become more aggressive, more outward,
especially to females. And I have been. I've been having a good
time after school, dating for the first time, seeing different
girls, enjoying my life for a change. Wasn't that what you
wanted?"
"Yes, I wanted you to learn that. But I also wanted you to
remember me, too! While you may have forgotten what we did
together, my body hasn't! My panties have been wet every day for
the last several weeks, watching you, sitting there in my
classroom, having fun with those little witches sitting next to
you. They've been wet with desire for your cock! Why couldn't you
understand that?", she sobbed.
I quickly rose from my desk and walked up to her, took her in my
arms, and held her lightly. She laid her head on my shoulder, and
soon the crying stopped. Wiping her tears from her face, she
backed away from me and sat at her desk.
"I guess you want something younger than me, younger than my 27
years", she stated matter of factly. "Well, maybe that's right,
maybe you should. But I still want to teach you more, and enjoy
you while you learn. Look, this weekend, I have a niece coming up
to stay with me. She'll be here only for the weekend. She's about
your age, and I bet she needs help as much as you do. Why don't
you arrange to be free Saturday afternoon. I'll pick you up here
at the school, take you over to my house, and let's see if I
can't teach the two of you something you'll both not forget!
Maybe it will also serve as reminder to you of what you were
about to give up!" With that, she stood up, faced me directly,
and challenged me with her looks to say no. I couldn't.
"All right, Ms. Malone, I'll make sure I'm free Saturday. See you
in the parking lot at 1 PM?" I reluctantly agreed. There went a
date for the baseball game with Jane, the redhead that sat next
to me in class. But I probably could arrange something for the
following week with her. Better not to get Ms. Malone pissed off
at me until after the school year ended.
I met Sandy at 1 in the parking lot on Saturday as agreed. She
was wearing a halter top, tied so tight that I could clearly see
her tits straining against the stretched fabric. There was no bra
on. And her shorts, they too looked like they were molded onto
her body. There was no sign of anything under them, either.
We drove over to her house without saying very much. She glanced
at me several times, but didn't crack a smile until she caught me
staring at her crotch. I had seen what I thought was a damp patch
between her thighs as she shifted the car gears. She caught me
staring at it.
"Yes, Steve, I'm wet already. I'm glad you noticed. Maybe this
day will turn out OK after all."
We entered her house through the garage. This brought us directly
into the kitchen. She led me to the window, which overlooked her
pool. Sitting on the edge of the pool was a gorgeous looking
girl, her niece I guessed. She had on a small two piece bathing
suit, nothing much more than three small green triangles covering
her crotch and her tits. Thin straps connected them together,
leaving almost of her body exposed to my greedy eyes.
Sandy watched my face as I gazed at her niece. Her hand moved to
my groin, and slowly started massaging my dick. It wasn't long
before she could my building erection through my pants.
"Does she turn you on?" Sandy asked. "Or is it only my hand on
your cock that is causing it to grow?"
"She's very nice", I agreed, "but it definitely is our hand that
is doing most of the arousing." With that, I turned towards her,
put my arms around her back, and gave her a long, deep french
kiss. As she wiggled a little in my arms, I let my hands drift
down her smooth back, slip under her shorts, and massaged her
bare hips, pulling them tighter against my aroused cock.
As she responded by grinding her pelvis against me, I pushed the
top of her shorts down, below her hips, giving my hands free
access to her sexy backside. She responded by undoing the buttons
to my shirt, opening it up to reveal my bare chest. She next took
the bottom of her halter, pulled it up, freeing her nipples so
that they could play on my bare chest.
Just then her niece walked into the kitchen from the pool.
"Oh, excuse me, Auntie!" she exclaimed, with a blush exploding
from her bosom all the way to the top of her forehead. "I didn't
know you were back. I'll just go outside, leave you here."
"Don't go, Lynne", Sandy replied. "Lynne, this is Steve, my
friend. Steve, my niece Lynne." I extended my hand out towards
Lynne, to shake her hand, but she just stood there, staring at
Sandy's exposed breasts and cunt. She was almost in a trance,
totally absorbed with staring at her almost naked aunt.
Finally, Lynne spoke. "Aunt Sally, what are you doing, standing
there with your privates all exposed to a man? I'd, I'd better go
back outside and leave you alone!" she said in a quivering voice.
She started to move back to the door.
"Lynne, look at me!" Sally commanded. Lynne stopped, turned, and
looked at Sally. Sally raised her hands to her halter top,
removed it, and then pushed her shorts down and stepped out of
them.
"Lynne, the naked human body is there to be enjoyed, not covered
up. At least, not covered up in private. Steve is a friend, a
very close friend, and you should consider him as part of our
family. Now," as Sally moved over to Lynne, "if I can take all my
clothes off in front of Steve, and not feel embarrassed,
shouldn't you be able to do the same thing?" she asked.
"I, I don't know, Aunt Sally", Lynne stammered. "It's just that
Mom never said anything about something like this. Are you sure
it's all right?" she asked.
Soothingly, Sandy replied, "You know me well. I wouldn't do
anything in front of you that I wouldn't want you to do in front
of me", she explained. "You have such a nice body, there is
nothing for you to feel ashamed about in showing it to my close
friend. You'll not be showing him anything he isn't already
seeing from my body, are you?" Sandy asked.
Lynne still seemed hesitant, but didn't shy away as Sandy
approached her and put her hand on her shoulder. Sandy moved
behind Lynne, keeping her hand on her shoulder. Putting her other
hand on Lynne's other shoulder, Sandy gently moved both straps of
her top off her shoulders and let them hang around Lynne's arms.
Moving to the clasp of Lynne's top, Sandy undid it, letting the
ends drop but keeping enough tension on the front so that Lynne's
boobs remained covered. I could see that Lynne's tits began to
appear on the fabric as they got harder. Sandy knew what she was
doing.
Sandy loosened the material just enough so that the top slide
lower, revealing just a hint of the deep red skin of Lynne's
nipples. My body started to react to this movement as my cock
regained it's lost rigidity.
Lynne looked at my crotch and saw my growing erection pressing
against my pants. Maybe it was unconscious, but she lightly
wetted her lips with her tongue!
Sandy dropped Lynne's top, revealing all of her young, firm
breasts. Lynne moved her arms slightly, allowing the top to drift
to the floor. Sandy moved to her bikini bottoms, and started
pulling them down.
Standing in front, I watched Lynne's pussy being revealed, inch
by inch, as Sandy worked her bottoms off. I saw that it was
covered only in light brown hair, so light and short that it
looked more like fuzz than hair. It was a very erotic sight!
In a few more moments, Lynne was standing there, totally naked.
Sally moved her hands back to Lynne's boobs, and cradled each
with a hand. As she squeezed and massaged them, Lynne's tits
became even harder, and her nipples took a very dark red color as
her blood rushed inside them.
I moved forward and put one tit in my mouth. Gently, I stroked
the outline of her nipple with my tongue, teasing her. Then I
played with the very tip of her tit, finally grabbing it with my
teeth and biting very gently.
I could feel Lynne's body start to quiver and shake. Her emotions
were building as both Sandy and myself caressed her. I ignored
her other tit, and choose instead to drop to my knees in front of
her, putting her pussy at my eye level.
Lynne involuntarily clutched her thighs together, trying to
protect whatever modesty she had left. But I persisted - kissing
first her young, smooth thighs, then the front of her pussy. My
hands gently took hold of her thighs, and spread them apart, just
enough so that my tongue could stroke her slit.
Sure enough, once my tongue got to her slit, I found that it was
wet and well lubricated. My tongue found her clit, and started
its slow, but relentless, stroking and licking.
Lynne relented to my attack on her pussy, and loosened the
pressure on her thighs. I was able to get my fingers between
them, and started stroking the outline of her love hole while
continuing my gentle assault on her clit. Not only was her body
now shaking visibly, but a little moan could be heard coming from
her throat.
Sally, meanwhile, had started kissing her neck, just behind her
ear. She played with Lynne's ear, thrusting her tongue in and out
as she had taught me before. Her kissing moved forward, under
Lynne's chin, and then upwards, until their two sets of lips met
each other. As Lynne turned her head to meet Sally's kisses, I
knew that we had made a convert of her! How could she resist,
with Sally massaging her breasts, and kissing her lips, and I
finger and lip fucking her pussy? She gave in fully to the
experience, shattering any last resistance that might have left
in her.
Lynne opened her thighs fully, allowing me free access to all of
her love hole. I took advantage by moving my lips over her cunt
lips, and continuing to suck her clit while stroking her love
hole with my fingers. I inserted one finger into her, and felt
her shudder with delight and pleasure. But as I tried to push it
in further, even though she was as wet as Sally got, I could not
go very deep. Giving that up for the moment, I concentrated on
working with what I had.
Lynne's hips started to move with my fingers and tongue. Her cunt
muscles were extracting every bit of pleasure out of my fingers
that they could. Sally's tongue was buried deep in Lynne's mouth,
and Lynne and taken each of Sally's breasts in her hands, trying
to massage them in a clumsy fashion.
A few moments longer, and Lynne grunted loudly, followed by a
long sigh. She cried, "Oh, oh, OOOOHHHHH !!!" as she came. Her
body jerked, uncontrollably, as I continued to nibble on her clit
and finger her love hole. Her juices soaked my hand, my face, and
oozed down the insides of her thighs.
Finally, her legs couldn't keep her standing any longer. We both
let her slide gently to the floor, where she collapsed, barely
ably to keep herself in a sitting position.
Sally and myself joined her, cuddled up together, and held each
other in the way only intimate lovers can do. We both had found
another love partner, one that we could equally enjoy together,
teaching and being taught.
Having relaxed together briefly, I realized that I was the only
one still clothed. I got up, dropped my trousers, and pulled off
my underwear. By this time my cock had shrunken back to its
normal size, so it wasn't a great sight to see. But Lynne,
apparently never having seen a man naked before, was looking at
me with wide open eyes. Sally noticed, and motioned me over to
the two of them.
"Lynne, I'm going to show you a natural miracle, what I believe
to be one of the wonders of the world. See Steve's dick? Well, it
doesn't look too good right now, but watch what happens when I
start playing around with it." With that, she took my limp penis
in her mouth, and started to suck on it.
"Yuk! That's dirty and awful!" Lynne exclaimed. "How can you do
that?"
Sally did not answer, but kept on ministering to my dick. It
didn't take long - I could already feel it working its way deeper
into her mouth as it got bigger and harder. Soon it was capable
of standing on its own. Sally stopped, then, and finally answered
Lynne.
"Don't knock it kid, until you try it! But see what has happened
it Steve's dick? It is now a full grown organ capable of
exploring either your or my love tunnel. Maybe you'll get a
chance later to try it yourself."
I couldn't wait to put it in Lynne's mouth, and break through
that innocence, but guessed that it might happen sooner or later
if only I waited.
Sally got up, followed by Lynne. Lynne went to pick up her swim
suit and put in back on, but Sally stopped her. "Today, we stay
this way - undressed and ready for more lessons whenever we want.
In fact, I was thinking a taking a dip in the pool - anyone care
to join me in the buff?"
I hadn't noticed before, but Sally's house was situated on a top
of a hill, with no one overlooking her pool. It was totally
secluded, and a perfect place for daytime skinny dipping. Feeling
just a little uneasy. I followed her out onto the deck. Lynne,
probably more because she didn't want to be left alone than
because she really wanted to, followed the two of us.
Sally made a perfect dive into pool, barely causing a ripple on
its surface. I, on the other hand, having never dived head-first
into a pool (and especially without any trunks on) took a header
that caused a tidal wave in the pool.
More important to me personally, however, was the fact that the
water slammed into my balls, driving them into my body, making me
feel like someone had kicked them. I rose to the surface,
groaning in pain.
Sally paddled over to me, worry etched on her face. "What
happened, Steve? Did you hit the bottom? Are you hurt bad?"
"My balls, oh, my balls. They hurt from hitting the water! "
Sally started laughing, laughing so hard that she lost her
breath. She jumped out of the pool, helped me out, and laid me on
top of the lounge chair. Then, ever so carefully, she started
sucking my balls. She handled them so lightly, I almost didn't
feel her fingers. Her tongue licked my scrotum, worked its way
over to the bottom of my shaft, and then up towards the tip of my
penis.
While the pain didn't go away immediately, the pleasure that was
radiating outward from my dick sure helped me forget the pain.
Lynne, quietly watching, finally moved over the lounge and sat on
the side opposite Sally.
Looking at the two of them, both sitting on the ground, on either
side of me, really made my dick grow quickly. Sally, with her
hair cascading over her face as she worked my dick, on one side,
and Lynne, who's boobs were just inches from my thigh on the
other side, looked like two pictures out of Playboy magazine.
I reached out for Lynne, and pulled her over to me. I kissed her,
lightly on her lips. I was surprised when she returned my kiss
with her tongue darting into my mouth! We exchanged kisses for
several minutes. My hands had found her clit and were gently
rubbing it. moving around her juices which once again were
flowing. This time she did hesitate, but opened her thighs to
give my hand room to play.
Sally sat down between us, with a leg on either side of Lynne.
"Lynne, why don't you take your finger and play with my cunt like
Steve is doing with yours?" Sally asked. She then took Lynne's
hand and guided up to her cunt, letting Lynne get the feel of it.
As Lynne got better at fingering Sally, I could see that Sally
was getting hot. Her cunt was wet and glistening, and her stomach
muscles started to work at moving her clit around Sally's hand.
I pulled my hand away from Lynne's cunt, and, taking Lynne's
hand, showed her were to insert her finger into Sally. As her
finger went in, I watched Sally give control of her body to her
passions. She lifted her ass, balancing herself backwards on her
feet and her hands, giving Lynne full and total access to her
love hole.
Lynne looked like she was enjoying this. I could her wet her lips
again with her tongue, and knew what I had to do. Taking her
head, I gently pushed it forward, onto Sally's cunt. At first,
Lynne resisted, but before long I could an experimental flick
with her tongue into Sally's groove. That was followed by
another, and another, until Lynne was working Sally's clit with
her tongue like a professional.
All of this was not lost on Sally. By know, she was again bucking
like a wild horse. I knew Sally was close, and urged Lynne to
pick up the tempo. She did, and Sally quickly climaxed, gushing
juices out of her cunt all over Lynne. I forced Lynne's head to
stay over Sally's cunt, making her lick Sally's love juices. All
it took was one taste, and Lynne needed no further encouragement.
She soon licked Sally clean.
This action left my dick hungering for attention. Sally again
seemed to know what was on my mind, for she quickly looked at me
and said, "Poor boy, here are all the girls achieving orgasms
while you don't! Come on, get up and go into the house. Lynne,
follow us!"
We went back into the house, following Sally downstairs to the
basement. There, in a room off to the side, was a well padded
bench, similar to those you see in weight lifting sets.
"Lynne, lie down on that bench, with your legs on both sides.
Steve, when you finger fucked Lynne earlier, were you able to get
your finger in all the way?"
"No, Sally, I couldn't. She was certainly wet enough, but there
seemed to be something stopping my finger from going any deeper."
Sally seemed happy with my statement. "That, Steve, is an
unbroken hymen. That means that Lynne, here, is a true virgin,
just like you were a while back when we started our tutoring.
You're going to get to deflower your first virgin, just like I
did to you."
Even though I wasn't really sure exactly what she meant, my
instincts must have taken over, because my heart was beating very
fast, and my dick was extremely hard.
Lynne asked, "Aunt Sally, what will Steve do to me? Is he going
to put that large dick of his into my cunt?"
"Yes, dear niece, he is. But I'm going to help him, and by doing
that, you won't hurt too badly. But be warned, it will hurt some.
I'll be right here, though. And remember, isn't it all in the
family?"
Lynne nodded, and Sally immediately started to work on her cunt.
With her legs spread wide by the bench, Sally had no problems
getting her fingers into Lynne's love hole. Soon Sally had
inserted three fingers, but all of them went only a short
distance into Lynne's cunt.
Lynne by now had succumbed to pleasures emanating from Sally's
kissing and fingering. Her body was arched backwards slightly,
urging Sally on. Her tits were pointed straight up, and were
flaming red in color.
Sally motioned me to move between Lynne's legs. When I did, Sally
took my cock, fingered it lightly, and then guided it into
Lynne's waiting hole.
"Steve, this will take some skill on your part if Lynne is not
going to hurt too much. Work your dick in and out only as far as
it will go. Let her cunt adjust to its size. Then, when I tell
you, push as hard as you possibly can. You'll have to thrust two
of three times, but you'll know when you've broken through. Now
here's the hard part - DON'T pump her after you've broken
through. You'll only hurt her more. Just stop for a few moments,
let her calm down, then get off her. Mount me and finish off in
my cunt. OK?"
I nodded agreement - it didn't seem right, but Sally always knew
what to do before.
Lynne also nodded, and eagerly took my dick inside her cunt.
Doing exactly what Sally said, I played around with her cunt
lips, letting grow to adjust to my dick. Lynne, however, was
hotter than either Sally or myself thought. She started to cum
before I thrust my dick full into her.
"NOW, Steve, push hard NOW!" screamed Sally.
I did, pushing with all the strength that I had in my dick and my
legs. Once, twice, then, on the third heave, I felt my prick
break through Lynne's hymen and bury itself deep into her vagina.
Lynne, having been screaming in delight just a few moments
earlier, suddenly howled in pain as my cock broke her virginal
barrier. Even though I wanted to keep going, I stopped just like
Sally had asked. Gently, I removed my dick from Lynne's cunt.
As it came out, I noticed that it was dripping blood! Looking at
Lynne's cunt, blood was coming out from there, too.
"Oh my God!" I screamed, "What happened to her? I must have hurt
her real bad", I cried.
"No, Steve, that's only natural. Her bleeding will stop in a few
moments. Now quick, before you get small, get into me!"
Turning, I saw Sally laying on her back, thighs wide, with her
hands holding her cunt lips open for my dick. I moved over to
her, laid down, and put my dick into her warm, waiting cunt. It
wasn't long before I came, pouring forth my fluid into her
waiting love hole.
I quickly dismounted from Sally and knelt beside Lynne. Her face
had returned to a more normal color, and a small smile was on her
lips.
"I saw how deep you went into my aunt. I want you to go that deep
into me, too, Steve." She then hugged me tightly, holding my face
against her firm breasts. Sally joined in our hugs, and again we
three cuddled together and recovered from the joys of our love-
making.
Sally was the first to get up. She came back from her bedroom
carrying a small box. Opening it, she took out a vibrator and
attached a rubber penis to its head.
"Lynne, since you so dearly wants Steve's dick to be buried in
your cunt, and I don't want to just stand around watching you two
funk each other, you're going to use this vibrator on my cunt
while Steve is working his dick into yours. Have you seen one
before?"
"Aunt Sally, if we hadn't done today what we have together, I'd
never admit it, but yes, I've not only seen one before, but have
used it on myself, only not deep enough to do to me what Steve
did earlier. I think I can handle it so that you'll have great
pleasure. I'll make sure I give you the same pleasure that Steve
will be giving me."
I moved so that my face was buried between Lynne's legs. After
hearing that she really wanted me deep inside her, I couldn't
wait to try. I no longer was afraid of hurting her. I greedily
assaulted her cunt with my tongue, sliding it along her slit and
getting her fluids moving.
Sally had moved so that her cunt was exposed fully to Lynne, but
at the same time could grab my dick and start sucking it. Telling
from the way that she started, I knew that I would be ready to
plunge into Lynne's depths.
Lynne also went to work on Sally, and soon the vibrator was
buried deep in Sally's cunt. We continued to play with one
another, lifting each other up, close to cumming, then slowing
down again, extending the pleasure as long as we could. Each of
us could almost feel when the other was getting close, and
instinctively backed off just enough to let each other cool down,
but not get cold.
Lynne stopped her fun with the vibrator long enough to say to me,
"Steve, I don't want to rush you, but I want to feel your big
dick in my cunt now!" With that, she rolled onto her back,
spreading her legs wide and holding her cunt lips open for my
cock.
I mounted her, easing my cock into her love hole, and paused when
my dick had just penetrated her. Lynne wiggled around on the
floor, trying to entice me to drive my rock-hard dick further
into her waiting hole. But I held back, wanting her to ask me to
drive it in.
Before I knew what happened, Sally was kissing my lips, forcing
them apart with her tongue. While I was working myself into
Lynne, she had straddled her, allowing Lynne free access to her
cunt with the vibrator while, facing me, was able to kiss my
lips. I was so startled that I plunged my dick all the way into
Lynne. Lynne cried out, just a little, but soon her cries were
replaced with moans of pleasure, as I started riding her harder
and harder.
Lynne not only kept up with my ride, but applied the vibrator to
Sally every bit as hard as I applied my dick to her. This
resulted in all three of us moaning in delight and pleasure as we
reached a mutual high.
My dick got harder and longer the more I plunged it into Lynne.
There was no question now that Lynne felt only pleasure - you
could see it in her eyes, hear it in her moans of pleasure, and I
could feel it through the way her vagina gripped my dick and
refused to let it go. I grabbed Sally's hair and pulled her face
hard onto my, shoving my tongue into her mouth as hard as I
shoved my dick into Lynne's cunt.
I could feel the blood rushing to the tip of my tongue as Sally
sucked hard on it. Her cheeks dimpled inward, putting more
pressure on the sides of my tongue as she refused to let it go.
Lynne wasn't to be outdone either - she took one of her fingers
and inserted in into Sally's asshole while continuing to play
with the vibrator in Sally's cunt. With that, Sally went truly
wild!
She started screaming, bucking wildly, as she came, triggered by
Lynne's finger in her ass. Lynne wouldn't stop with either the
vibrator or her finger, causing Sally to cum again. Watching her
heaving, and the way her boobs pounced so high that they hit her
chin, I redoubled my efforts to push Lynne over the pleasure
edge.
My efforts were working - Lynne got so involved with my dick
tearing into her cunt that she dropped the vibrator, forgetting
Sally as her eyes glazed over with passion and lust. She lifted
her legs over my waist, and tried to drag me further into her
battered love hole. Sally applied pressure to the top of Lynne's
cunt, forcing it even harder against my driving dick. It was too
much for both of us - Lynne screamed in pleasure, tossing her
head from side to side as she came, soaking me and the floor
beneath us.
That was all it took for me - I unleashed the pressure in my
balls with a shot of cum fluid that Lynne could feel over her
waves of passion. I shoved my cock into her as hard as I could,
using every muscle available to me, draining myself into her
hole.
She shoved me out of her cunt and grabbed my dick. Pulling so
hard that it hurt, she inserted my dick into her mouth, and
finished off what her cunt had started. I'd never been sucked so
dry before, not even by Sally! When Lynne was finished, there
wasn't a drop of cum left in my dick.
"Well," Sally commented when we were through, "it looks like both
of you need little in the way of additional education from me.
Watching your performance today, I'd say that you both earned an
'A' in lovemaking."
"Aunt Sally, if you ever want me over again, I'll be more than
glad to stay. Especially if Steve is around." Saying that, Lynne
got up and slowly walked to the pool, her hips swaying side to
side with all sorts of love hints behind the motion.
What had Sally started? Would we ever be the same again? Would we
ever get together again? Only time would tell ....
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