I was sitting in my office, working on plans for the fall semester. This academic year was rapidly coming to an end and I wanted to be out of there for the summer. I was looking forward to the break after a long and, at times, difficult, year. Graduation of the Seniors was in four days and after that, it was easy days until the end of the semester. Then I head a light tap coming at my door.
“COME!” I called.
The door opened and Shona entered, “Hi Mr. J.”
“Hi Shona,” I said, “What brings you here?”
“Erm, I… ah… um…. -” I smiled, obviously she was a little embarrassed. This was the first time we had seen each other since our tete-a-tete last week.
“It’s OK, Shona.” I tried to reassure her. “You got an A for the year.”
“Oh, thanks, but that wasn’t what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. Look, I think I didn’t do my orals well and I would like to try again!” she rushed.
Fuck me! I thought. “Erm..,” I stumbled, surprised. “Well, you don’t have to do any more. You have an A and well earned by the way, it was really enjoyable.”
“Well, yeah, but I think I did crap on my orals and want to try better.”
“You don’t have to,” I said softly, “You did well enough.”
“OK, I understand,” she said, “But I want to get it right, for you.”
“Oh, I see.”
She turned and locked the door and walked around my desk. I turned to face her and she got on her knees. In moments she had my zip down, my dick out and started sucking before I even got an erection. I felt my cock swelling and filling her mouth. She remembered what had happened before and this time, she kept at it, maintaining a good rythym and timing.
Fuck, this was better than last time, she had been practicing, so I wondered if Dominic Rasaz had been lucky during the week. She gave me a head job unlike most others. All my Xmas presents had come at once, I thought. This girl is a real treasure, I thought. It wasn’t long and I felt a real tingle in my balls. Her mouth ranged up and down my thick cock. She used her tongue on the knob in the stroke and her lips to softly caress the rim of the glans. This was a major improvement on her technique and I was blessed.
“Ooohh, if you keep that up you’re gonna get a load in your throat!” I gurgled.
“Uh-huh!” She replied.
“You sure you want to? You’re gonna be filled up!” I gasped as it got closer and closer.
“UH-HUH NEEE! ” and it sounded like she said “CUM IN ME!”
“Won’t be long!” as she picked up the pace. Fuck, I was loving this!
“Ahhhhhhh” I moaned, “NOW!” and I shot into her mouth. Again and again I felt strings of semen flowing up my dick and into her mouth. She kept sucking, trying to pull as much of my cum out of my dick as she could. Finally she was satisfied she wasn’t going to get any more and she lifted off my cock, licking her lips, swallowing and smacking her lips. She stayed on her knees and looked up at me.
“Fuck that tastes great!” she said. “That’s what I really wanted, just to taste you again!”
“Do you know how good that feels?” I asked. “You’re the absolute best.”
“Aww, I bet you say that to all the girls!”
“Nah, only the one who can suck me better than anyone else has ever tried and failed.”
“Fion did it well, I thought,” she commented.
Oh-oh, dangerous, “Not really, but you’re brilliant. Now -”
“I know – I better go,” she said quietly.
“No!” I replied, “I was going to say you better get your shorts off and lay on my desk so I can return the favor!”
“Oh,” she smiled, “You don’t have to, you know.”
“There is a BIG difference between ‘having to’ and really wanting to.”
“You want to?”
“Yes I do and I am not just returning the favor. You are really very nice tasting. I love your taste. I could lick you any time you want – well, almost any time,” I smiled.
She had her shorts and panties around one ankle instantly and was positioning herself on my desk. I leaned forward and found she was already swollen in anticipation. Fuck, she has a really nice cunt. Smooth, clean, soft, and her lips a brilliant pink with a darkish outline that form an almost perfect kite. I started licking her, slowly, softly, savoring the taste of her. I just can’t explain what she tastes like, but I am going to try.
There is a taste like vanilla, something fresh and clean. There is a hint of spice and something sweet. It is a clear nectar, her fluids, that flow slowly, that smears and makes skin glisten. Saying that, this is like trying to describe color to a cat. There just are no words to convey what I mean – except one – maybe – YU-U-U-M-M-M-M.
I ran my tongue over her moist lips, onto her clit, tickling it, making it stand up, hard. I gummed her, poked my tongue into her, lapped her clit, everything I could do with my tongue, I did. Shona writhed and moaned as I pleasured her. The aroma of her arousal swept over me, as my cock got hard again.
On and on, I lapped her clit and labia, it didn’t seem long and Shona moaned and trembled and then came, hard. She shoved a fist in her mouth and screamed around it, muffling her sounds. I tasted that sweet metallic liquid flowing into my mouth, dribbling over my lips onto my shirt. I really didn’t care, making Shona cum was a real pleasure for me.
She flopped back and all animation left her as she gulped deeply of the precious, cum-scented air around us. “Fuck! You can do that to me as often as you like,” she whispered.
I reached up under her armpits and lifted her of the desk, and lowered her onto my rampaging cock. Shona wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. “I love your cock in me, either end!”
“My cock loves it too,” I whispered back returning her kiss.
Shona bounced on my lap, grinding her clit into my pelvis. He moans grew in intensity as I kissed her, she sped up her actions and then pressed her face into mine, kissing me hard as she came a second time. Shone just sat with my prong buried deep inside her, her head resting on my shoulder as she breathed deeply.
After a few minutes she started moving again, slowly and gently. I held her to stop, I wasn’t going to cum again, so didn’t see the point of continuing. It was nice just holding her, breathing in her wonderful aroma and her warmth around my dick. I kissed her neck, gently, making it as sensual as I could.
“I’ve applied for Central U,” she said.
“Good,” I replied. “Get a degree improve the chances of you building a career.”
“I really don’t want to be working in Taco Bell in ten years time.”
“Ambition is good. Never know where it might take you.” I asked if she might want to move off my lap.
She shook her head and replied, “This is precisely where I want to be.” She kissed me and then said, “But I can’t stay here forever.”
She got off my lap and before she did anything else, she turned around, giving me a close up view of her luscious ass, grabbed a pen and wrote on a bit of paper.
“My number,” she said, handing to me. “If you don’t call me I am going to be very upset. I will be grieving for what I am missing. Really, though, I don’t want to lose contact.” She smiled.
I thanked her for her number, “But you will have to move on, sometime. I am, remember, old enough to be your father.”
“But I don’t want to fuck my father – you, on the other hand-. Don’t lose my number!” she gave me such a cheeky grin.
She dressed, kissed me and told me she really loved me, not just my dick. I laughed and told her to be prepared to be worn out before she goes to college. I had every intention of fucking her at least twice a week, maybe more, before the new college year started. She laughed and said she would be in training so I better be fit. She left and the aroma of her stayed with me for the rest of the day.
Graduation day came, wet and windy. The gym was filled with Seniors all dressed in robes and platters and family members who could bother to be there. The formal ceremonies were over, the valedictorian had given his speech with all the naivity and ingenuous simplicity they usually have. The formal speeches were dull as usual, and it all went off without a hitch. The now former students wandered around with parents thanking or avoiding teachers, when I spotted Shona, and her mother.
I hadn’t met her before, the mother, June, although we spoke on the phone several times. Seemed like a nice enough lady. They made a beeline for me and I waited for them. I just hoped that Shona wouldn’t introduce me as the guy who would be fucking her over summer.
“Mom, my Biology teacher, Mr. J., Mr J., my mom, June.” she said, cooly and calmly, but with a little tremor in her voice.
“Hi, June, it is nice to meet you in person finally,” I said.
“Yes, Mr J-, ”
“David, please”
“David. Shona told me how helpful you were getting her and Fionne through Biology.”
“It’s easy when the students understand that the application of basic scientific principles are made in a consistent and standard manner.”
“Well, both Shona and Fionne told me that your final prac really,” pause, “stretched them in a number of different ways.” I blinked at her emphasis on the ‘stretched’ part, WTF?
“W-well,” I gathered myself, and kept the tremble out of my voice, “Never learn anything if you are not ready to spread yourself as much as you can.”
“And they said that they were really well, ” a pause “satisfied with their results,” she said, “So I understand.” June maintained a relaxed and friendly manner.
I definitely shit myself here – she fucking knew! I’m fucked, I thought, but then, maybe not, just brazen it out. “Well they should be, they put a lot of effort into doing something really challenging for them, something they had never done before.”
“Yes, I also heard that you more than adequately,” again a pause, “filled a couple of gaps in their knowledge.”
“Well, these things they usually find out for themselves, if they are curious and willing. That is the key to good science, chancing discovery and a willingness to try new things.”
“Well, things is the key, I understand your equipment was quite difficult to handle.”
Well, obviously she knew, and she was still talking to me, so maybe – I thought. “Only because of their inexperience, once they got past the first part, and learning a bit about the tools they were using, they were able to relax and take it all in.”
Shona laughed. June went on, “I’m sure. Science has changed a little from when I was at school, or should I say that some things have changed, and some things not. As long as they enjoyed what they were doing. They told me it was their idea to do the experiment, and were really happy at what they learned and the overall outcome.”
“Mmm so they should be, I was more than a little surprised when they approached me, and we discussed the parameters of the experiment. At first I was a little skeptical, reluctant even, but they convinced me they were really willing to take it to a higher level, and they did. Most impressive.”
“Shona told me she felt her oral let her down though.”
“Well, not necessarily. She was grappling with really unfamiliar equipment.”
“Yes, so she said, she found it to be very large indeed. She couldn’t quite get her timing right she said.”
“That is always an issue for this particular piece of equipment.” Shona nearly choked on that one.
“She also told me she that she had wanted to repeat the oral and you were more than happy with the result.”
“Oh, yes, she did, and was considerably more successful.”
“So she said.” Shona stood there not saying anything but wearing a big smile, while we both looked at her. I knew that I was dead in the water, well, caught anyway. June was reeling me in.
“Shona, Fionne is being dropped at the Mall, why not go with her. Here, take my card,” June reached into her purse and pulled out a plastic card, “Please don’t spend too much, and I am going to have a nice chat with Mr J.”
Shona smiled one of those big grins of hers and said, “Sure Mom, see you Mr J.”
“I certainly hope so, Shona.” I replied as she headed off towards Fionne.
Alone now, June looked around and said quietly, “I think I might like to talk to you quietly, in your office perhaps?”
“Of course, June. It would be my pleasure.”
“Mine too, I expect.” I knew we weren’t going to be talking much as we left the gym.
Entering my office, June dispensed with any pretense. “Shona’s eighteen now, she can fuck whomever she likes. Apparently she likes fucking you.”
I could feel my face turning hot and red. “I-I–” stammering, I had no idea how to reply.
“That’s OK, for her,” she went on, “Look, I’m not upset, a little jealous maybe, but she is not a child anymore. They both went to great pains to explain to me they were intending to seduce you, not the other way round. Shona was a little embarrassed but Fionne has no shame. She told me everything.”
“E-E-Everything?”
“Oh yeah, everything!” June said. “They had no choice really. I came home unexpectedly and they had their tongues buried in each other’s pussy. I must admit, I was somewhat surprised. I never knew their relationship was sexual, but that’s OK, I said and how did that happen? They told me.”
“W-W-” I couldn’t say anything
“Tongue-tied at your age?” June smiled.
“Really surprised, actually.” I responded.
“Well, don’t be, please,” June said, “Fionne was – well, she couldn’t hold her tongue. Very pleasurable it was, I can assure you.”
“Oh?”
“Yes. Well, if she can fuck Shona’s father, why not her mother too?” This was said without embarrassment or glee, just a statement of fact.
“Look, Shona did a lot better than I ever did. I had to fuck my Maths teacher when I was in Grades 11 and 12, and my Science teacher in Grade 12. That was just to get a C, not an A. You are considerably more generous than my teachers ever were.”
That really surprised me, but then why should it? Teachers fucking students has been going on forever, just it is not as common as it used to be. “So what are you suggesting,” I thought I would bring this to a point.
“Kiss me, I like being kissed before being fucked.” She stepped forward into my arms and pulled my head down onto hers.
June is shapely, nice breasts, wider hips, a zip on the back of her dress. It fell around her feet and I ran my hands over the smooth skin of her back. I felt her fumbling with my belt and soon, my slacks joined her dress.
It wasn’t long after that that June was on her knees, waving my cock around saying, “Fuck! They weren’t exaggerating! That is fucking huge!” Then she swallowed it, whole! No gagging, no choking. She took it all in, with a single suck, she changed forever my perceptions of what is possible with my cock.
She didn’t keep it up for long though, her panties had disappeared and she pushed me back onto the desk and mounted me.
“Can’t wait any longer to get that weapon into me!” She cried as she lowered herself onto me and pumped her hips up and down.
At this point I am thinking that I am just a bystander here. This was June as the predator and I was the prey. Her sheer aggression was keeping me at bay and I must admit, the sucking was great but not enough to get me going and the fucking, well it was all about her. Don’t get me wrong here, at one level I am definitely not complaining, but at another level, I felt I was being used like a machine, an ambulatory vibrator.
June pumped herself up and down and I could feel my cock inside that slippery chute. I could reach her bra covered tits and they felt real nice under that silken material that hid so little but promised so much. June rocked her hips backwards and forwards, crushing her clit on my pelvis.
She gasped and moaned and grunted as her movement became stronger. She was going to cum any moment. I felt my cock slapping around the inside of her pussy rather than pistoning in and out of her. Not that her pussy is loose, rather it was wrapping itself around my cock and moving backwards and forwards in time with my dick rather than sliding up and down it.
She gasped and moaned at the same time and I felt her shudder as her pussy grabbed at my cock. She bent down over me and kissed me as her thighs grabbed me. She was very definitely cumming. Her spasms passed and she lay on top of me, taking in deep breaths.
It didn’t seem like it lasted long but I must admit it was very intense. After a few moments, June lifted her head, kissed me and said, “I heard your tongue is effective as your cock. Can you prove it?”
I had to laugh at the sheer brazenness of that comment. So then I showed her. I pushed her onto her back, nearly knocking my laptop off the desk, and looked at her pussy closely. A neatly trimmed bush on her mons with the labia and vagina all clean. I tongued her labia as softly as I could thinking that the pounding it had just received would have made it all really sensitive. I was immediately rewarded with a gasp and a moan that told me I was right.
I looked at her pussy and it held the same essential kite shape as Shona’s cunt. OK, the labia had been stretched and they are looser flaps rather than the tight clean lines that Shona has. So is a pussy shape an inherited characteristic? Never having fucked both a mother and daughter before, I have no answer to that, the sample size is too small. However, it does raise an interesting question though. Research subjects/participants? Craig’s List maybe? However, let’s get back to the current action.
I carefully lapped her again and again, bringing her sexual tension to a higher pitch. I could feel her skin trembling at my tongue’s touch. I pressed it onto her clit, she shuddered and trembled at the pressure and shook as I then gummed her clit. It was all repeat after that, increasing her tension as frequency and intensity increased.
While she smelt nice and tasted great, like Shona, she was very different, more spicy, perhaps. It’s hard to define what the taste of a woman is. If this was the Matrix, I would suggest it was like chicken, only more juicy and different satiation factors. Again, she was like Shona in this, very nice tasting but different from her daughter. I just concentrated on making her cum, giving er pleasure, and I did, and she came – hard.
One moment she was shuddering and trembling and moaning, the next she wrapped her thighs around my head and squeezed. I heard her groans muffled by her thighs, as she pulled my face onto her pussy. I plunged my tongue into her love chute as deep as I could get it and pulled out, to plunge it into her again and again.
The taste of her generous cum was really nice, really tangy. I did not make any comparison here, they are different people, after all, even if related. June fell back onto the desk, releasing my head, but I kept lapping her, gently and less intensely. I lifted my head and started kissing my way up her body.
She moved then and pushed me off her. I thought she was going to mount me again, but this time, she got off the desk and stood.
“Fuck, you really are as good as they told me you are,” she said. Then she kissed me again, “I think I like this,” giving my cock a little tickle, she stepped back.
I said nothing, examining her body. Her breasts sagged a little, her belly was a little rounded, her hips and thighs were also a little larger than they had been. I also noticed some stretch marks on the sides of her waist, not many, but a few. These little flaws did not detract from her beauty, but made it more enticing. This was one seriously beautiful woman, and I was fucking her.
She reached over onto my desk and with a pen and a piece of paper, she started writing. Again, I said nothing but wondered what she was doing. She finished and turned, bent down and picked up her dress. She stepped into it and pulled it up. She did the zip up and I must have looked shocked.
“Oh, sorry, that was an entree!” she said, “You want the main course, you are going to have to come to dinner at 7 o’clock tonight. There are only three of us, and I promise an extra special dessert if you would like it. Oh- to make sure you come, I am leaving you with my panties to return.” I glanced at the floor and they were there, dainty, silken, off-flesh colored lace panties..
She looked at my still hard cock and said, “Bring your not so little friend here, I am sure he will enjoy it.” She smiled and left me on the desk, with a rock hard cock and an open mouth. As she opened the door, she said, “Be on time.” I simply nodded, not trusting myself to say anything at all.
I was shocked, I desperately wanted to fuck someone, my cock was raging hard, and demanding. I picked up the bit of paper and saw she had written her address and wrote, “I have a king-sized bed”.
This leads to me where I am right now. I just pulled up out front of June and Shona’s bungalow house with June’s panties in my pocket. Lights are on, despite there being another hour or more of daylight. I looked at the house and saw a profile that looks like Shona, so it is likely to be the right place. I don’t know what to expect, I don’t want to get my hopes up, but I thought that from June’s earlier comments I might get to fuck them both.
I really don’t care which though, as long as I can get to shoot a load into one of them.
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