Parent Teacher Conference [MF] – Part 2

*Thanks everyone for the feedback and interest in Part 1! I’ve been enjoying writing this–admittedly taking a lot of self-pleasure in this process* 😈*. I’m already working on Part 3, so hope everyone enjoys!*

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rwwumr/parent_teacher_conference_mf_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rwwumr/parent_teacher_conference_mf_part_1/)

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Madison drove home that evening thinking about the day’s events. On one hand, her ex-boyfriend Marc, had come back to her. And though it was traumatic and brought up painful feelings in the moment, she knew that deep down in her heart there was still something there for Marc. It was buried deep but it was strong.

If hours of therapy had given her anything, it’s that she should say ‘no’ to him. She learned that there was an unhealthy attachment to him and that their relationship had not been healthy. But on the other hand, today reminded her of what it felt like to be with a man. Even if it was for just a brief moment. Even if it was just getting fingered against her desk by her student’s father. She remembered the feeling of passion and lust, and of being wanted.

“And Marc, really does want me.” She thought to herself out loud.

Madison was sitting at her couch, looking over the text from Marc but also remembering Jay’s fingers between her legs. She imagined herself between them. Both of them tugging at her, vying for her attention, feasting on her skin and licking her.

She reached down beneath her waistband and between her legs and was surprised by the wetness she felt. She usually didn’t get this wet so fast. But the thought of being wanted by two men gave her a warm feeling deep within her soul. She felt aroused, and it was a different arousal than she’s felt in over a year. Not just the physical desire to have something fuck her. But the emotional and spiritual awareness of sexuality boiling up within her. And as she became more aware of her own arousal, the more aroused she became.

She went to her bedroom, kicked off her sweats and jumped in bed with her favorite vibrator. It was the perfect texture and size, and they had become very familiar in the year since Marc had cheated on her. She switched it on and let it rub the outside of her pussy. She started on low, but found herself getting quickly impatient. Madison soon turned it up and began slipping it inside her.

She slid the vibrator in and out, imagining that it’s pink silicone skin were Jay’s or maybe Marc’s. She found herself remembering Marc’s cock, and how it hooked a little to the left. And how when they’d fuck in just the right position she’d feel like he was pounding her brain with his cock. But midway through, just as she slid the vibrator back into her pussy, she thought about Jay’s cock. She wondered what his was like, if he used it as well as he used his fingers. Her mind floated between Jay and Marc just as often as the vibrator came out and went back in her pussy.

Madison reached across her body with her free hand and pinched her nipples and tugged at them gently. She pumped and twisted the vibrator inside of her, desiring that orgasm that had shook her just a few hours ago. She pushed up on the vibrator to stimulate her clit, and sucked on her own finger just like Jay had made her suck on his.

While sucking on her own finger. Imagining it was Jay’s finger, then imagining it was Marc’s dick, and then Jay’s dick again and again, cycling through the mental images in her mind. She felt herself begin to shudder. Her vagina walls clenched and her abs sucked themselves tight and she quaked with an orgasm. She held herself tight for a moment, a finger hanging out of her mouth and the other hand holding the vibrator deep within her.

But as she removed the vibrator out of her, she felt a familiar emptiness. Not just the space left behind where the vibrator had been in her pussy, but the hollowness that had become her friend this past year.

Like a frog being slowly boiled to death, she didn’t even realize how hollow she felt until today–until Jay had filled her pussy with his fingers and his passion. But the irony is that Jay wasn’t around. In fact, he was at home with Sofia and his wife…Jessica.

“Fucking men, always cheating.” Madison said to herself, and then added “At least Marc knows he’s wrong.”

With that thought, she found herself thinking about Marc, and not just his dick. She pulled up his texts and looked through them. Scrolling up, she saw their recent history and all the pain and anger that it held. But scrolling faster and further back, she found their old texts. Randomly she landed on one that read:

“Christina is here AGAIN! Take a hint”

Madison laughed to herself. She just remembered them laughing together about Christina, Marc’s office manager who never left him alone. She remembered the familiarity and the closeness they had. And as she remembered, she began to miss him.

Scrolling back to the most recent text, it was from a few hours ago. She received it while she was with Jay.

“Babe, please just let me see you tonight. I promise I can explain better.”

That word tonight seemed to grow in her mind’s eye. He wanted to see her tonight. She looked at the time on her phone and it was 10:14pm. Late, but not too late. Marc was a night owl, and he’d surely be up. She began to type out a text to him, deleting and rewriting it over and over again. And just as she was about to hit “send” she paused.

“I don’t wanna text, I wanna fuck.” She said to herself

Madison deleted the text, jumped out of bed and put on the jeans that made her ass look great and headed out. Since Marc had moved out he was staying at a small first floor apartment this parents used to rent out. She remembered it well from their high school years when they’d go to the empty apartment to have sex and get high.

As she pulled into the apartment parking lot, she asked herself.

“Are you really doing this you dumb bitch?”

To which she sarcastically answered to herself

“Yup, because I’m codependent and I have unresolved daddy issues. Thanks therapy.”

Madison got out of the car and headed to the apartment. She went around the back of the building just like they did when they were kids, on the grass instead of the path because she knew going through the front of the complex took her the long way. This took her right past the apartment’s bedroom window, and to her shock, she saw Marc.

Not only Marc, but she saw Leyla. On her knees. Sucking Marc’s dick.

Madison froze and could only stare in disbelief. Here she was, coming back to Marc after his desperate pleas and there he was getting a blowjob (again) from her ex-best friend.

“Ended things with Leyla, the fucking liar!” Madison whispered to herself when she finally came to.

She looked up and watched the two of them going at it just a mere 10 feet from her. Because of the dark outside and the reflection on the glass, she knew they couldn’t see her from inside the apartment. And no one ever went around this way, so of course they left their shades open.

Leyla was on her knees, cupping Marc’s balls while sucking him off. She was licking his whole shaft with her tongue. Licking it from base to tip all along his shaft. Following that 8 inch dick along its gently curving path. Giving it a swirl with her tongue when she reached the tip. Even from here, Madison could see how well Leyla used her tongue.

Madison edged closer to the window, knowing it was risky but giving into her curiosity—or was it voyeurism? She found a spot in the corner where the window me the adjacent wall, where she could lean and also watch without risk of being seen.

Leyla was giving Marc the blowjob of his dreams, Madison knew. Marc loved long, slow, sloppy blow jobs with a lot of tongue. And Leyla was using her unusually long tongue expertly. Letting it run up and down his shaft, slobbering it with saliva. Leyla also made sure to lean down low, arching her neck back so she could almost get underneath his parted legs and swallow his balls in her mouth. Licking and sucking Marc’s balls.

The window was cracked slightly and she could hear them.

“Fuck, yeah, I want you to lick it, all of it. Put my big dick in that dirty little mouth.”

“Mmm, yeah baby, I want your dick. I love putting this dick in my little mouth. I want it all in me.” Leyla responded.

What was disbelief at first, anger second, was beginning to turn to arousal again. Madison couldn’t believe it, but she found her hand down at her crotch rubbing herself through the jeans that made her ass look great.

“Put a finger in my ass, baby” Marc cooed

Madison knew Marc wanted to experiment more sexually, their sex was pretty vanilla by the end of their relationship. But to her surprise, Leyla seemed unsurprised. Leyla grabbed lube off the side table and while holding his dick in her right hand, slipped a finger into his ass with her left hand.

Madison watched as Leyla sucked Marc’s dick, rubbed it up and down with one hand, and then fingered his asshole with her other hand. It was like watching a dirty erotic master at work.

“Fuck, that bitch was coordinated.” Madison thought.

After a few moments of ass fingering, Marc seemed like he was about to burst. He pulled her up by her throat and kissed her aggressively. He then reached down, grabbed a handful of Leyla’s ass and gave it a loud smack which seemed more painful than pleasurable. But Madison saw Leyla’s eyes get hungry with excitement.

Marc picked Leyla up off the floor and lifted her up by her thighs. Leyla had her legs wrapped around his torso and her arm hanging around his neck. Marc then lowered her onto his waiting dick. He lowered her slowly so that Leyla felt all 8 inches of him entering her. Madison matched the movement with her finger. Allowing her middle finger to slowly enter her, imagining it was her getting fucked by Marc.

Madison also watched Marc’s muscular body. He wasn’t very tall at 5’9 but he was built like a boulder. Marc had always worked out, but he’d clearly been hitting the gym more in the past year. He had the type of body that almost looked square because of his wide shoulders and stocky build. Seeing him lifting and lowering Leyla’s body up and down on his dick really brought attention to his muscular shoulders.

“Use me like your little fuck doll, fuck me, fuck me hard!” Leyla screamed as Marc pounded her faster and faster in the air.

Madison watch with amazement the sexual and acrobatic display before her. She never remembered Marc doing anything like that with her. She wondered to herself if Jay could do that to her. He was much bigger than Marc, and she was much smaller than Leyla. She imagined her tiny body being fucked and used by Jay. She thought about that word “fuck doll” and imagined what it would feel like to be Jay’s fuck doll.

When she looked back at Marc and Leyla, they had transitioned onto the bed. And Marc put Leyla on her elbows and knees facing the window! They were looking straight at her. For a moment Madison froze because now they were looking in her direction, at the window. But she realized that they were looking at their own reflections not her.

With Leyla bent over on the bed and with her ass in the air, Marc dove in. He put his whole face into her ass like a rabid dog. She could hear the slobbering and wetness from outside. Leyla moaned and grasped the sheets.

Madison wished she had brought her vibrator, though she knew that would have been ridiculous.

Marc got back up from licking and eating Leyla’s pussy and ass, his beard visibly glistening with saliva and Leyla’s juices. And positioned himself on the edge of the bed behind her. He lined up that gorgeous 8 inch dick with the curve and slipped it insider of Leyla in one smooth motion. Pounding his hips deep.

Madison closed her eyes again and thought back to the times he fucked her like that. She knew exactly what Leyla was feeling. The dick pushing against her pussy lips, that feeling that they might just hold back, and then them spreading and swallowing his dick whole. Thinking that it must be the whole thing and then feeling it go deeper, and deeper. Swearing that it must be hitting her lungs right now with how deep he got. Then feeling it bottom out, stretching her. A little painful, a lot of pleasure.

Madison opened her eyes to Marc pounding Leyla doggy style. Leyla had gorgeous tits. If Madison was svelte and waif thin, Leyla was curvaceous and busty. Leyla had a classic hourglass shape, with huge double D breasts which everyone who didn’t know her through puberty swore were fake. They defined gravity. They were the breasts the women loved to hate or paid to have. And that bitch had them naturally.

And watching Leyla get pounded, watching her tits swing back and forth, Madison was jealous and turned on. She imagined herself reaching out and holding her tits. Wondering what they would feel like against her skin. She imagined feeling those tits against her, caressing them, and licking them.

Before in her own bed, she was imagining getting fucked by two men. But now, for the first time, she began to consider the pleasure of being fucked with another woman. She imagined herself in the room with Marc and Leyla. She pictured herself laying on her back underneath Leyla while Marc pounded her from behind. Leyla’s tits swinging and bouncing, her nipples grazing her nipples. Leyla’s soft strawberry blonde hair grazing her body and her face. And she began imagining what it would feel like for them to share Marc’s dick.

Closing her eyes, listening to Leyla’s moaning and Marc’s grunting. She pictured in her mind, Marc removing his dick from Leyla’s pussy and then bringing it down to her own eager, waiting pussy. Pushing against her pussy and letting it go deep. His dick made slippery by both his own precum and Leyla’s juices. In her mind, she felt Marc’s dick slide in. Her mouth open up to gasp for air, and Leyla bending down to put her mouth against her own. Leyla’s tongue sliding into her mouth while her gorgeous tits pressed into her breasts.

She opened her eyes wide as she heard herself moan out loud. Her finger froze in its journey halfway up her pussy.

“Did they hear me? How loud was I?” she wondered to herself as she looked through the window

It was unmistakable, Marc was looking up at the window. Not just at his reflection, but definitely at her.

“Baby, don’t stop, I’m going to cum. Babe!!!” Leyla shouted at Marc

Marc slowly began thrusting again, but his eyes didn’t leave the window.

Madison was frozen, just staring back. Could he see her? Was he just looking because heard something? Or could he see her even despite the reflections.

As she stood there silently for a few seconds, frozen with fear. Marc returned to his normal thrusting.

Madison let out a silent sigh of relief. It seems Marc didn’t notice her. Marc put in a few more thrusts before pulling Leyla’s face up and going to the other side of the bed. He was angled now so that his back was mostly towards the window, but she could still see his dick from the side. Marc started jerking himself off and Leyla opened her mouth. Another thing that Leyla did that Madison didn’t.

“Yeah baby, give me that hot jizz. I want your cum baby, put it in my mouth.”

Leyla reached her hand down between her legs, fingering herself while also flicking her tongue out in eager expectation of Marc’s cum. Marc leaned his head back as he came. It shot out, missing Leyla’s mouth but getting her on the upper lips, nose, and across her eyes. That didn’t stop her though, Leyla reached forward and put Marc’s dick in her mouth and began sucking. Marc rolled his head further back from the sensation of her sucking on his dick while he was coming.

Madison watched in wonder as Leyla swallowed all of Marc’s cum. Though she never thought she would enjoy swallowing cum, Leyla made it look almost delicious.

And while Leyla’s attention was focused on Marc’s dick, Marc turned his head to the left. Looked directly at Madison and winked.

Madison bolted straight up, and backed away from the window and turned around and began to run.

“What the fucking, fuck, fuck, fuck!” She said and she ran back to her car

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Madison?” She said, almost wanting to hit herself on the head.

“And what the fuck, did Marc know I was there? Did he cum in her mouth for me? The fucking asshole, what the hell?”

Madison got back in her car, slammed the door and turned the ignition and put the car into reverse when she saw her phone light up. She turned the phone over, a text from Marc.

“You fucking perv, you enjoy the show?”

Madison put the phone down and backed out of the parking lot and got out of there as fast as she could. She raced home, speeding through quiet neighborhoods. She could see that Marc was texting her, but she didn’t want to deal with it now. Her mind was all over the place. She was thinking about Marc, Jay, and now Leyla? Had she ever had thoughts like that, of another woman? Of wanting to kiss Leyla or of wanting to suck her breasts?

Madison got home, went in, and got ready for bed without looking at her phone. As she was about to go to sleep, she gave into the curiosity and opened her phone. There were a few texts from Marc, but the one that caught her eye was from a number she didn’t recognize.

“Hi Miss Reynolds, this is Sofia Lee’s mother, Jasmine. I was wondering if we could find a time to talk.”

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