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Maureen Blackmailed By Her Boyfriend's Dad
by Author Obscure (1997)
***
Wife tells how she was blackmailed into sex with her
husband's father when they were dating. Then how his
father had shared her with his friends and how she'd
come to enjoy the experience. (M+/F-teen, FF, dom,
blkmail, cheat)
***
A little while ago my wife and I were at a party and I
noticed that during the evening she went upstairs with
a man who looked about 60 years old (my wife is 32).
They were gone some time and when my wife returned, it
was obvious that she had been well and truly fucked by
the man.
When we got home, I asked her why she had gone with
such an older guy when there had been plenty of much
younger men there. My wife hesitated and then started
to explain.
I had first met my wife when she was 15 and just after
her 16th birthday, I'd taken some photographs of her
showing her big firm tits and neatly trimmed little
cunt. Some pictures showed me fingering her, holding
her cunt wide open while she sucked my cock etc. and in
one she was sat on my knee with her legs wide open and
my cock up her.
She explained that my dad had found these photographs
and came to see her one day during the school holidays.
My dad told her he was worried about what her parents
would say and that since it was clear that I wasn't
wearing a condom, that she could easily get pregnant.
My then girlfriend told my dad that she was on the pill
and so couldn't get pregnant, but that she didn't want
her parents to know about or see the photographs.
Dad had then told her how attractive she was and that
she looked great in the pictures, and that if she did
what he wanted, no one would ever know about it. My
wife told me how she had hesitated, but had also
realized that there was no real option but to let my
dad do what he wanted, so she had nodded her agreement.
Dad told her to show him to her bedroom and to
partially draw the curtains. He had then sat at her
dressing table and told her that he wanted to see the
'real thing' rather than just pictures of her body. He
told her to strip naked. The thought of my dad, who was
about 3 times her age, making my then 16 year old
girlfriend strip for him was too much for my throbbing
cock. I was really turned on and so told her I needed
to fuck her.
We undressed as she continued to explain what my dad
had made her do. He'd sat there watching my girlfriend
strip off her clothes without comment. He then got her
to 'pose' for him, getting her to push her tits out and
play with her nipples until they had become erect.
Then she had to sit on the edge of her bed with her
legs wide-open and pull her cunt lips apart so that my
dad could see her properly. After this, he had told her
to stand and turn round so that he could admire her
bum, and after bending over to show him her cunt again,
he told her to come over to where he was sitting.
My dad had then drawn her close to him, forcing her to
open her legs as he had kept his knees closed. My dad
had then sucked and licked her tits as he worked his
finger into her cunt and used his thumb to rub her
clit. Unknown to my girlfriend, dad had also released
his cock and as he pulled her down towards his knee,
she had been startled to feel his cock at the entrance
to her cunt. She had automatically raised herself a
little and looked between her legs to see my dad's hard
cock.
My wife told me that dad's cock was only a little
longer and fatter than mine, but that the end of his
cock was huge, at least twice as big as mine, very red
and angry looking. My dad had started to ease her back
down towards his cock, and after a little hesitation,
she had allowed herself to be guided onto the big knob-
end. My dad's cock had then pushed her cunt lips apart
to stretch and fill my girlfriend's cunt.
My wife told me how she had felt that big knob-end, and
the rim around it, inside her and how she had been
turned on by the fact that my father was making her
fuck with him. She told me how she had then ridden my
dad's cock and had cum several times before he had
filled her with his spunk.
The rest of the school holidays had been spent with my
dad visiting my then young girlfriend, during the day,
when her parents were out at work. Sometimes dad would
get her to dress up in her school uniform and get her
to kneel in front of him to lick, kiss and suck his
cock, before bending her over the sofa and fucking her
hard.
One day she was dressed in her school uniform, as
instructed, when another man turned up with my dad. The
man was older than my dad and quite fat. My wife wasn't
sure what to do, doing it with my dad was ok, she
enjoyed that, but with two men at the same time and one
a complete stranger was something else. However, my dad
simply held her while the stranger opened her blouse
and exposed her tits before lifting her skirt and
firmly pulling her knickers down.
My dad, throughout this had told her how young girls
needed plenty of cock and that he understood how she
loved being fucked. Dad had then begun to squeeze her
tits as the stranger roughly fingered her cunt, both
telling her she was never going to forget this new
experience.
The stranger had then stood back and unzipped his
trousers; my girlfriend then saw that this old man had
about a 12-inch long cock that was as fat as her wrist.
My dad had then pushed my girlfriend to her knees, and
gripped her hair, as the fat old man fed his cock into
her mouth; my wife told me that at this point she had
gagged on his cock which had been pushed to the back of
her throat, but being forced to suck on this stranger's
cock had also turned her on.
The stranger had then worked his cock in and out of her
mouth as they both told her how lucky she was to have
two experienced men to teach her all about sex. Dad had
started working on her cunt and clit and soon told the
stranger that she was wet enough. The man withdrew his
cock from her mouth and they pinned her to the floor.
The stranger had then pulled my girlfriend's legs apart
and pushed the head of his big fat cock into her. Dad
had pushed his cock into her mouth as the stranger
forced his cock further into her and began to stretch
her young cunt to new limits. My wife told me how the
man had slowly fed most of his huge cock into her and
how she had tried to scream as she had finally felt the
head of the cock push through into her womb and flood
her with this old man's hot cum.
Dad, satisfied at having watched his son's 16 year old
girlfriend, being fucked by the big cock of a man more
that 3 times her age, had then taken his cock out of
her mouth to let her get her breath. The stranger had
pulled his cock most of the way out of her stretched
cunt, when my girlfriend had seen a flash and opened
her eyes to find my dad pointing a camera at her;
capturing her as she lay with the head of this
stranger's cum covered cock still in her abused cunt.
The stranger had laughed at my girlfriend's expression
and took advantage of her confusion to withdraw his
cock completely and stick it in her mouth. The second
flash of the camera caught her with this old man's big
cock between her lips and her cunt gaping open as spunk
leaked out.
At the end of the summer, Maureen had returned to
school to study for the
A' Levels needed for her to go to university. Maureen's
mother wrote notes for school giving numerous reasons
why Maureen could not attend sports lessons (which she
hated) and my dad decided to use these 'free'
afternoons to continue to sexually dominate my
girlfriend. A friend of my dad, had a house not far
from the well known all girls catholic school which
Maureen attended. My dad arranged for the use of this
house on such afternoons; his friend being only too
happy to oblige, given that he would get to regularly
fuck my 16-year-old girlfriend.
***
Maureen stood outside the address given her by my dad,
it was a big Victorian house typical of the well-to-do
suburb; she was both nervous and excited. All through
the morning lessons, her mind had wandered back to the
summer holidays and the sex sessions with my father,
and how the huge cock of a fat old man, who she had
never met before, had also fucked her.
Images of her naked young body being used these old
men, rushed through her mind, and she wondered what new
experiences lay in store for her body that afternoon;
instead of the time tabled sports lesson. Maureen
wished she had thought of bringing a spare pair of
panties, since the ones she was wearing had become
completely soaked, and she had been sure that everyone
must have been able to smell the heat of her sex.
Maureen's class tutor, Miss Johnson, had told her off
several times that morning, for not paying attention,
and so she tried to work harder to avoid a possible
detention.
My dad opened the door and led her through to the main
reception room, where she was introduced to Peter, the
owner, and George, the fat old man who had fucked her
once, earlier that summer. Peter was tall and very
slim, even gaunt, his remaining white hair was brushed
flat across his head in an attempt to cover his
baldness; but he still looked quite fit for being, as
Maureen later discovered, a retired school headmaster
who was almost 70 years old.
Peter welcomed Maureen with a light kiss on her cheek,
and he told her to put her books anywhere, as he helped
her with her school blazer; he commended her on
attending a decent school. In helping to remove her
blazer, my wife told me Peter had also taken the
opportunity to admire the outline of her large firm
breasts pressing against the thin nylon material of her
pale blue blouse.
Dad gave Maureen a very strong glass of Bacardi and
coke, telling her to drink it all up; he then turned to
Peter and they talked about Maureen, as though she
wasn't even there. They discussed her figure and my dad
described the hot young body that lay beneath her
school uniform.
Peter turned to Maureen and said, "Come here young
lady." Maureen looked at my dad, who told her to do as
she was told. Maureen walked over to Peter and stood
obediently before him. Peter gently touched her face
and leaned forward to kiss her, easing his tongue into
her mouth as he did so. Peter unbuttoned Maureen's
blouse and removed her bra; before gently touching her
breasts and bending to lick and suck on her erect
nipples. Maureen continued to stand passively with her
arms at her sides, until Peter told her to take off her
skirt, after which Maureen stood only in her navy
coloured cotton knickers.
Peter carefully pulled down her knickers and Maureen
stepped out of them. My 16-year-old girlfriend now
stood completely naked before Peter, with my Dad and
George quietly looking on. Peter slowly walked around
her, stopping only to pinch a nipple and to lift her
blonde ponytail, to better view her back and the smooth
curves of her lovely young bottom. Peter then turned to
my dad and simply told him to prepare her.
My dad pulled Maureen's arms behind her back and bound
her wrists with cord, before pushing her to her knees
and taking a firm grip on her ponytail.
Maureen's head was pulled back which caused her firm
tits to be thrust forward and her mouth to open
slightly. Peter then stood over her as he opened his
flies and released his still soft cock; putting it to
Maureen's mouth. My wife told me how strange Peter's
cock had looked and felt, she explained that all she
could see was the head of his cock nestling in the grey
of his pubic hair, the head was pale and appeared to
have no shaft; when Peter had put it to her mouth, it
had felt cold.
My dad told Maureen to lick and kiss Peter's shriveled
cock. Maureen began to use her soft young lips and felt
the cock begin to grow, soon there was sufficient
length to begin taking it into her mouth; Peter then
firmly held her head, pulling it forward to grind his
coarse pubic hair against her face. The cock continued
to swell and the head of Peter's cock began to snake
its way down Maureen's throat; at this point my
girlfriend began to gag and my dad told her to keep
swallowing, and to breathe through her nose.
Once Maureen became accustomed to having Peter's cock
deep in her throat, he started to work the whole of his
8-inches in and out of her mouth; Maureen could taste
his pre-cum, but Peter stopped fucking her mouth to
prevent himself from cumming. Peter stood back telling
my dad to untie Maureen's wrists and to take her to the
master bedroom.
The master bedroom was on the second floor of the
house; my dad and George led my naked young girlfriend
upstairs. The door to the bedroom was open and
Maureen's eyes were immediately drawn to the large
four-poster bed; which she also noticed had straps
fixed to each post. My dad pushed her onto the bed and
held her as George bound her wrists and ankles to the
posts.
Maureen, spread-eagled on the bed, looked up at the
canopy as my dad drew on a cord, which pulled back the
dark red satin material, to reveal a large overhead
mirror. Maureen turned her head, at the sound of a door
opening, and saw Peter enter the room wearing a silk
bathrobe. Peter stood at the foot of the bed and looked
at her young helpless body; he then disrobed to reveal
a pale wrinkled body and his semi-hard cock still
leaking some pre-cum.
My wife told me that the thought of what this old man
was about to do to her young body, had made her skin
crawl, but that she had also felt how the lips of her
cunt had began to tingle and swell, she had also became
aware of how wet she had been. Peter climbed onto the
bed and began to feel her taut young body and, as he
roughly squeezed her breasts, he kissed her neck, face
and mouth.
Peter then gently bit her lower lip and forced his wet
tongue into her mouth. As his tongue continued to
explore her mouth and breasts, Peter's hand moved down
her body to feel between her open legs and worked on
her already swollen cunt. Maureen felt her thighs being
spread wider by Peter's knees, until the straps were
digging into her ankles.
Peter told my girlfriend that it was time for him to
fuck her hairy young cunt; he then pushed all of his 8-
inches straight into her. Maureen's cunt offered no
real resistance, being already wet and used to the
fatter cock-head of my dad. She looked up to see her
body in the mirror, covered by Peter's pale and
wrinkled old body lying between her obscenely wide open
legs; she began to cum. Peter continued working his
cock in and out of my young girlfriend, with my dad and
George encouraging him "to fuck the hot little bitch
good and hard";
Maureen started to orgasm for a second time.
Peter quickly withdrew his cock from her cunt and shot
his spunk into her mouth and over her face. Peter, now
exhausted, rolled off Maureen and my dad immediately
climbed onto the bed, taking Peter's place between her
open legs.
Dad congratulated Peter on warming her up and he
reached up to take some of Peter's cum from her face;
smearing it over the entrance to Maureen's partly
gaping cunt. My dad then pushed the big head of his
cock deep into the belly, which was that of his son's
girlfriend; George climbed onto the bed and straddled
her chest.
My dad pounded his cock in and out of Maureen's hot wet
cunt and George used the head of his fat 12-inch-cock
to smear Peter's remaining cum across her face. George
then started to try and feed his cock into her mouth.
Maureen opened her mouth as wide as possible, but
despite both their efforts, no more than the tip of
George's huge cock managed to enter; Maureen's young
mouth was simply too small to accommodate his size.
My wife explained how frustrated she had felt; here was
the cock that had fucked her only once before, but had
given her incredible pleasure mixed with pain. Maureen
wanted to pleasure this cock, not only to prove her
sexual ability, but also in fear that if she did not do
so; George would not fuck her again. My girlfriend
realized that it was impossible to suck, let alone deep
throat George's cock, so Maureen began to lick and kiss
his big cock and balls; in doing so, she discovered the
'eye' of his cock.
Maureen worked her tongue over the head of George's
cock, paying particular attention to the hole at its
tip; she was rewarded with the sticky goo of his pre-
cum. My dad, watching Maureen's obvious idolizing of
George's cock, in the reflection of the overhead
mirror, came deep within her. He withdrew his cock as
his spunk spilled out of her now thoroughly fucked
pussy; George and my dad then exchanged positions.
Maureen licked my dad's cock clean and took it deeply
into her mouth, as she felt the head of George's cock
begin to stretch her cunt lips apart.
As George forced his cock into Maureen, he became lost
in his lust for this
16-year-old girl; he cared only about filling her young
hot pussy with his seed. As George's cock stretched and
invaded her cunt and womb, Maureen started to cum again
and her squirming on his cock pushed George over the
edge; his cock started to shoot his spunk into
Maureen's cunt and he pushed hard to ensure that he was
fully into her. George's spasms receded but he kept his
cock firmly imbedded in this young willing schoolgirl.
My dad released Maureen's wrists and George pulled her
up so that she now sat astride him; she gasped as
George achieved even deeper penetration. Dad made room
for Peter as he moved onto the bed behind Maureen.
Peter reached down to Maureen's pussy, which was
leaking spunk, despite still being plugged with
George's huge cock. Peter then pushed Maureen forward
while George pulled her cheeks apart to reveal her
virgin asshole. Peter rubbed George's spunk into
Maureen's ass and began to work the head of his cock
against it; however, my dad intervened and told Peter
that she would have to wait a little longer for that
experience.
Dad then told Maureen it was time for her to go home;
George helped Maureen, as she struggled to reluctantly
raise herself off his still-hard cock and, as his cock-
head came free, a flood of spunk flowed from Maureen's
young gaping pussy. Peter showed Maureen to the en-
suite bathroom and they left her to clean herself up.
My dad then took Maureen home, dropping her off a few
streets away to minimise any possibility of their being
discovered. As Maureen left the car, my dad told her to
be at the house again at the same time next week.
Maureen walked slowly away from my dad's car, in part,
because her young gaping cunt was sore and she could
feel the spunk, of the old men who had filled it less
than an hour ago, still leaking into the tissues she
had used to line her knickers. The main reason for her
slow progress, however, was her need to think.
Here she was not yet 17-years old, a virgin less than a
year ago, and now being fucked by men who were much
older than even her dad. What was more, these men were
complete strangers, except for one, and he was the
father of the boy she loved. That her boyfriend's dad
had found the compromising photographs, taken by his
son, and was using them to blackmail her into having
sex with him and then others, was something she could
not help.
What troubled Maureen, was the fact that she had so
quickly changed, from being the unwilling victim, to
someone who actually needed to be dominated by old men;
men that were interested only in their own sexual
gratification by using her young school-girl body.
Maureen also worried about what her boyfriend's dad
really thought of her; the man, whom she was
determined, would one day become her father-in-law.
The following week, Maureen stood again at the door of
the big house, which was within easy walking distance
of school. She quickly entered the house and was shown
into the small reception room. The curtains were drawn
and a set of clothes lay neatly folded on the table in
front of her. My dad told Maureen to change into the
clothes, which looked almost identical to the school
uniform and underwear she was already wearing; the only
additional item, appearing to be a pair of knee length
white socks.
In response to my girlfriend's puzzled expression, my
dad explained that he thought it better not to risk her
own clothes getting stained. Maureen felt strangely
embarrassed at changing in front of her boyfriend's
father, who had seen her naked and used her body so
many times before; and so she quickly substituted these
new clothes for her own. My dad then blindfolded
Maureen and led her across the hall to the big front
lounge, where only the week before, 76-year-old Peter,
had first taught her to deep-throat his 8-inch cock.
The lounge was quiet, but there was a strong smell of
cigarettes, cigars and alcohol; Maureen sensed that the
room was full of people, but as to how many, she had no
idea. Maureen recognized Peter's welcoming voice, as
both her arms were seized and held firmly by her side.
Maureen felt a pair of hands at the open neck of her
blouse and her heart leapt, as her blouse was ripped
open and she heard sounds of appreciation from around
the room. My girlfriend was then quickly stripped of
her bra and there was a strange stillness, as she stood
roughly held by her arms, with her firm young breasts
exposed to those in the room.
A hand grabbed her hair and pulled her head back
sharply, causing her large breasts to be thrust
forward, as they were fondled, pinched and squeezed.
Maureen's nipples stood proudly erect and each was
taken into unseen mouths, which nibbled and gently bit
them. Maureen felt someone removing her skirt and then
her knickers being torn and pulled from her. Maureen
was deeply aware of the fact that she now stood in
nothing but the knee-length socks, and that her body
was totally exposed and vulnerable to these men, who
held her and, whom she could not even see.
Hands guided her to what felt like an upholstered bench
and she was laid upon it; her arms still firmly held,
while others were now holding her long slim legs open.
Maureen's cunt lips were then stretched open and a
finger began to work on her sensitive young clit.
Maureen soon began to pull against the hands that
restrained her, and her back arched, as the first
orgasm racked her body; when it subsided, she felt two
fingers penetrate her and then rub the sticky goo of
her cum over the stretched outer lips of cunt.
After a short pause, Maureen felt the head of a cock
tease her clit and cunt, before it plunged deep inside
her. My girlfriend moaned quietly, as the hard thick
cock of an unseen man worked it in and out of her
pussy, and another pushed its way into her mouth. Hands
began to feel her breasts and another cock was pressed
against her cheek; as one cock was withdrawn, the other
immediately replaced it.
The cock in her cunt erupted and began to flood her,
but it quickly withdrew, and a jet of hot spunk
splashed her inner thighs and belly. Hands smeared the
sperm between her legs and over her tits, while mouths
began to lick and mix it with their salvia. The cock in
young Maureen's mouth began depositing its spunk, first
in her mouth and then over her face and hair.
Maureen soon lost all sense of time, as cocks in both
her mouth and cunt relentlessly penetrated her; she
lost count of how many. Her body was covered in the
stickiness of men's semen and her mouth and cunt were
aching; when suddenly, the hands and cocks stopped
abusing her.
My girlfriend lay exhausted, but with a sense of
satisfaction that she had never known before. Maureen
felt her blindfold being removed and a bright light
dazzled her; she carefully reopened her eyes and saw my
dad with a cine camera, slowly panning up from her
gaping spunk filled cunt, across her drenched body, to
then linger on her face. Maureen closed her eyes and
lay still, no longer caring.
Peter and my dad helped my girlfriend, clean herself up
and dress in her own clothes. My dad gave Maureen a
lift to within a few streets of her home; he ignored
most of her questions other than to confirm that the
entire session had been filmed.
Maureen then understood why there had to be some short
pauses, obviously they were taking close-ups, and she
tried to remember at what points these had occurred.
Maureen lay in her bed that night, reliving the
experience; her only regret being that, despite the
blindfold and having taken several huge cocks, she knew
George had not been there, or worse, had only observed
and chosen not to use her. Then, despite her soreness,
Maureen played with her clit until she achieved orgasm.
***
The next morning, Maureen sat on the bus to school and
suddenly realized that any male passenger could be one
of the men who had fucked her the day before. As she
changed buses and was now on the direct route to
school, Maureen looked at each male passenger, to try
and see any sign of recognition from them. My
girlfriend then thought about the possibility of one or
more of the men who had used her, being from the group
of old perverts who frequently looked through the
school railings by the sports field, to watch young
girls playing hockey, volleyball or rounders.
This final thought caused her cunt to tingle and she
clamped her thighs tightly closed, in order to prevent
her wetness soiling her cotton knickers. Maureen then
began to wonder how she might make contact with those
perverts, to let them know of her needs and desires; if
circumstances changed and for some reason, she should
no longer be able to visit Peter's house.
The following week, Maureen collected her notes and
books together and began to leave the classroom, eager
to be in good time for her afternoon appointment at
Peter's house; when Miss Johnson called her back. Miss
Johnson explained that the sports teacher had
complained about how she had rarely attended sports
lessons last year, and had not attended any, so far
this term.
The Mother Superior had instructed her, as class tutor,
to investigate and deal with the matter. Miss Johnson
then went on to explain that it seemed that, according
to today's letter from her mother, Maureen's menstrual
cycle was unique in having now lasted for three weeks.
Most of the teachers, at the catholic convent school
were nuns, however, Miss Johnson was a 'civilian'.
Maureen reckoned that honesty, or at least some
elements of truth might be the best approach; Maureen
explained her hate for sports and fear of swimming.
Miss Johnson lectured my girlfriend, on the importance
of regular physical exercise; but had then gone on to
explain that, in her own school days, she had avoided
sports lessons 'like the plague'. Miss Johnson then
went on to tell Maureen, how she had told the Mother
Superior that her parents had already provided a
satisfactory explanation, as to why it was often
inadvisable that she engaged in sports.
To explain her absence from school, Miss Johnson had
said that on the afternoons when she would ordinarily
have been attending these lessons, Maureen had been
helping her by cataloguing the French magazines and
newspapers that had accumulated during the summer
break. Maureen was relieved, thanked her tutor for
being so understanding and started to stand. Miss
Johnson told her not to be so quick, that she did
indeed have a pile of articles that needed cataloguing
and that Maureen was the ideal candidate for the job.
Maureen's class tutor told her that the job would
usefully occupy her for a few sports lessons; Maureen
tried to hide her dismay, at the thought of not being
able to visit Peter's house. Miss Johnson then
explained that she had the articles at home and that,
although she had an appointment early that afternoon,
Maureen could still collect some now and that, on the
way to her appointment, she could drop her off at the
bus stop. Maureen's heart sank, but she thought that
perhaps she could still make it to Peter's house
without being too late.
Maureen was pleased when the journey to Miss Johnson's
house took only a few minutes, and her hope of still
getting to Peter's house that afternoon increased. Miss
Johnson showed Maureen into a small parlour at the rear
of the house. The room was cluttered with papers and
books and Miss Johnson cleared some from the sofa, to
make room for Maureen to sit.
Miss Johnson gave my girlfriend a file and explained
that it needed updating with the newspaper and magazine
articles that lay on the floor next to her. Her tutor
then told Maureen that she needed to get ready for her
appointment, and that she would answer any questions
that Maureen might have, after she had changed.
Ten minutes passed and Maureen was wondering how much
longer Miss Johnson would take; she had already looked
at the file and had immediately understood the
cataloguing system. Miss Johnson then entered the room
wearing an old bathrobe and holding a folder; she
apologized and told Maureen that she had forgotten to
give her these, handing the folder to her.
Maureen hid her frustration that Miss Johnson wasn't
even finished dressing, as her tutor joined her on the
sofa. Maureen opened the buff folder and was shocked to
see that it contained photographs, previously taken by
her boyfriend's dad and George.
Maureen was completely flustered and Miss Johnson put
her arm around her shoulder and tried to calm her. Miss
Johnson told Maureen not to worry and that she
understood. She continued to explain that Peter, their
now mutual friend, had been her own headmaster when she
had been Maureen's age; Miss Johnson then leaned
forward to kiss her.
Maureen avoided the attempted kiss and Miss Johnson
quietly explained how she had watched her develop from
being a skinny young girl, into a very attractive young
woman, and that the photographs were proof of that
womanhood. Miss Johnson told Maureen that really, she
now had less choice than when her boyfriend's father
had visited her that first time during the summer; she
confidently lifted Maureen's face and kissed her fully
on her lips.
Maureen sat uncomfortably, with her eyes tightly
closed, as Miss Johnson continued gently kissing her
soft young mouth; her mind was reeling from what was
now happening to her and the realization that her class
tutor, a woman she guessed to be about 35-years old,
was not only physically attracted to her, but in a
position to make her do anything she wished.
Miss Johnson told Maureen that Peter knew she would be
late, but that there still was not very much time. Miss
Johnson then took Maureen's hand and led her, in a
daze, upstairs to the bedroom. The bedroom, in contrast
to the rest of the house Maureen had seen, was very
feminine, with the scent from freshly cut flowers
mixing with Miss Johnson's perfume. Two bedside lamps
also cast a soft warm glow over the walls.
Miss Johnson turned towards Maureen, before letting her
bathrobe fall to the floor. She stood, wearing a red
lace basque and matching knickers; the suspenders
supported black silk stockings. Maureen was surprised
at her tutor's figure, which had always been kept
hidden under loose fitting and rather dowdy clothes;
all the girls at school assumed that she probably had a
figure to match. Miss Johnson's breasts where quite
large and spilled over the top of her basque, her waist
was narrow and emphasized her round and well
proportioned hips, whilst her legs looked very shapely
in the black high heels that she was wearing.
Miss Johnson stood and let Maureen take in her body,
before moving closer and continuing the kiss she had
started downstairs. Miss Johnson carefully unbuttoned
Maureen's blouse and removed it without breaking their
kiss, she then gently reached round and unclipped the
plain white bra, which joined the blouse on the bedroom
floor. Miss Johnson drew Maureen closer, embracing her
as their bodies met, the kiss deepening as her tutor's
tongue gently entered her mouth.
Maureen's loosened skirt dropped to the floor and Miss
Johnson's hand slipped inside the back of her knickers
to caress her bottom. Miss Johnson kissed Maureen's
neck and slowly worked down to her breasts and nipples,
which were already hard and erect.
Miss Johnson gently licked and sucked on Maureen's
nipples and then continued downward, gently easing
Maureen's knickers down as she did so. Maureen had
thought it impossible, that another woman could turn
her on, but she was now discovering this to be untrue;
despite her disgust at the idea of having sex with
another woman, she could not prevent her body
responding. Miss Johnson was delighted that, when her
tongue had reached this hot young girl's pussy, the
legs had voluntarily parted to give her access.
Miss Johnson inhaled the aroma of Maureen's cunt as her
tongue lapped at the ample supply of fresh juice that
was now flowing freely from it; she was relieved that
she had taken Maureen, so easily and quickly, beyond
the point of no return.
She now knew that she would, not only have the immense
pleasure of using this girl's body, but that it would
soon be reciprocated. Maureen grabbed hold of Miss
Johnson's shoulders, supporting herself, as her orgasm
began to build and, as she came, she pulled her tutor's
face hard against her cunt; Miss Johnson eagerly pushed
her tongue deep inside Maureen, tasting and then
swallowing as much of her cum as possible.
Miss Johnson stood and supported Maureen as the orgasm
faded; she kissed her deeply to transfer the remaining
cum into her mouth; Maureen sucked greedily. Miss
Johnson released her own breasts from the confines of
her basque and drew Maureen's mouth towards them.
Maureen sucked on the large brown nipples, as her hands
came up and felt the warmth and fullness of Miss
Johnson's breasts. They moved slowly onto the bed,
continuing their lesbian embrace. Miss Johnson began to
work again on Maureen's body; as her young pupil
continued sucking her breasts.
As Maureen's arousal continued to heighten, Miss
Johnson removed her own, now sodden knickers, and she
guided her pupil's hand to the top of her thigh.
Maureen's hand hesitated only slightly; she had often
masturbated, and was curious as to what another woman's
cunt actually felt like. As Maureen's hand explored
her, Miss Johnson opened her legs wider and guided it
onto her clitoris; Maureen's own excitement increased
as she felt this woman's body respond to her finger.
Maureen and Miss Johnson lay next to each other, both
engrossed in their mutual masturbation but, as she felt
Maureen's second orgasm start to build, Miss Johnson
turned and climbed on top, so that she could again lap
at her pupil's young cunt. Maureen started to cum
almost immediately, but this time Miss Johnson decided
to forgo a second helping; she lifted her head and
clamped her soaking cunt over Maureen's mouth.
Maureen distracted by her own orgasm and without even
thinking, pressed her tongue into the depths of Miss
Johnson's cunt. As Miss Johnson came, a stream of hot
cum ran down Maureen's tongue and into her open mouth.
They lay in each other's arms and gently kissed and
caressed, then bathed together before dressing.
Miss Johnson told Maureen that, whenever they were
alone, she should call her Kate, but she was never to
forget her position and treat her with total respect in
front of others. Kate than told her that it was time to
drive her over to Peter's house.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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