From uwm.edu!spool.mu.edu!news.cs.indiana.edu!ariel.unm.edu!leo.unm.edu!joker Mon May 13 22:27:31 CDT 1991 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 .... -- --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jeff Shi | He who claims no credits can not have credits taken joker@leo.unm.edu | away from him... - From Wisdom of Tao ---------------------------------------------------------------------------