As I walked away I decided that I’d take her up her arse after school, just to remind her who was in charge. I looked back over my shoulder as I turned the corner to see the two of them in a hushed and seemingly somewhat intimate conversation. My cock gave a twitch.
At the end of the day, Ms. Brown picked me up in a supermarket car park five minutes walk from school. She insisted that no-one see the two us together and I was more than happy to comply — losing access to that fabulous body was not an option I wanted to contemplate, despite my earlier risky jape.
With a self-conscious smirk, she handed me back my pencil, infused with her delectable pussy juices. I smelt it headily and slipped it into my bag, thanking my luck that the opportunity she represented had fallen into my lap so easily.
Luckily for me her boyfriend’s job involved staying away once or twice a week and tonight I was going to spend the night with her once more.
However just to start things off on the right foot for the evening, I decided I wanted her to satisfy me there and then.
“Ms. Brown, I feel so horny. Here you are. Suck me off,” I ordered unzipping my stiffening cock.
“Jake! Not here. Someone might see.” The late summer evening was bright and beautiful but there were only a few cars in the car park.
“Sorry, Ms. Brown. Ever since Ms. Taylor smiled at me this afternoon, I’ve been turned on. I can’t wait until we get back to your flat. Just suck it. I won’t take long to come.”
“Jake, at least let me drive somewhere a little quieter,” she begged deliciously, although even before she’d finished her sentence she had unclipped her belt, resigned to pleasuring me.
I held my cock out with my left hand and gently pulled her head down with the other. As her moist red lips slipped over the head of my cock, I let out a long sigh of pleasure. I’d never had sex with anyone else but I couldn’t imagine that anything could be better than Ms. Brown’s hot mouth as she swirled her tongue around me and made wet slurping sounds sucking hard on my dick.
“Oh, yes, Ms. Brown. You are such a good cocksucker,” I complimented her. “I wonder if Ms. Taylor gives head as well as you.”
She moaned indignantly around my cock but I held her head down to stop her complaining.
As predicted, it didn’t take long to fill her mouth with my cum. She swallowed without any hesitation although I noticed a certain huffiness in her manner as she drove me back.
“Sorry, Ms. Brown,” I said somewhat insincerely after we’d parked outside her flat. “I didn’t mean to make you jealous,” I teased.
Her eyes flashed in anger. “I’m not jealous! Anyway you really aren’t Ms. Taylor’s type,” she added.
“What do you mean?” I asked intrigued.
She was blushing now. “Oh, nothing. I didn’t mean anything. Let’s get inside and get the whipped cream out,” she replied trying to change the subject. But I could tell that she had meant something.
“Are you saying that Ms. Taylor is gay?” I asked. “And, Ms. Brown, please don’t insult my intelligence by lying.”
“Oh, shit,” she swore prettily. “Erm. Yes, she does, I mean she…”
“Wow! She’s so hot though.” I shook my head in disbelief. “Has she got a girlfriend?”
Her face was now scarlet with embarrassment. Quite funny considering she’d swallowed my spunk without a thought just fifteen minutes earlier.
“No, she hasn’t.” Something in the way she answered made me even more curious.
“Ms. Brown, has she ever tried in on with you?”
“No!” she denied too hotly. “Look, you mustn’t tell anyone about this. Please, Jake.”
I smiled at her. “Let’s talk about this inside.”
We went up to the bedroom, picking up the can of cream from the kitchen on the way up. Ms. Brown gave me a rich smile as she pulled off her skirt, blouse and bra, leaving herself resplendent in black stockings, suspenders and stilettos.
Despite having come so recently, my cock jerked in anticipation. I sat down on the bed she shared with her boyfriend and pulled her towards me. I pulled the lid off the can and squeezed two generous squirts onto her glorious red-brown nipples.
Her breasts never failed to amaze me. They were too big for my hands to grasp and felt pliant and soft to the touch yet were firm enough to stick out from her chest so that, in reality, she didn’t need to wear a bra.
The cream tasted slightly artificial and sweet but within a few seconds I was left sucking and licking her bare stiff nipples as she groaned in obvious pleasure.
“Oh, Jake. Yes. Oooh, that’s so nice,” she sighed as I bit them gently.
I pulled her onto her back on the bed and made a trail of tiny cream blobs down her taut stomach to the moist hotness between her long smooth thighs. As I kissed each one away, slowly getting closer to her pussy, she bucked her hips eagerly,
“Please, Jake. Oh please…”
Surprisingly, the taste and texture of the cream complemented well the aromatic earthy saltiness of her cunt. I licked down and then up her wet pink lips before sucking her clit to rigidity. I had learnt over the last two weeks exactly how Ms. Brown liked to have her pussy licked. I personally couldn’t get enough of it; she had made a few veiled comments that maybe her boyfriend didn’t do it enough for her but then all the more fool him.
She came rapidly, grinding her sweet pussy against my face and swearing obscenely as she climaxed.
“Oh fuck, that was good, Your turn, now,” she said as she took the cream from me.
She was obviously a lot keener on the cream than me as she managed to lick what seemed like vast quantities off my genitals. The feeling off her hot tongue contrasted delightfully with the cool smooth cream and my erection grew to its full size.
She slowly swallowed as much of my dick as she could get into her mouth before gradually bringing the tight ring of her mouth up to gently kiss the sensitive tip of my cock and then swallowing it again. I could only stand so much before I pulled her onto her hands and knees on the edge of the bed and stood up behind her.
I paused for a second to admire the shape of her stunning arse and the glorious pubic bulge of her pussy lips before squirting more cream onto her cunt and sliding my cock in. As I pumped her from behind she pushed her arse back, matching my thrusts rhythmically.
She came two or three times before I sprayed another substantial spurt of cream dead centre on the pink bulls-eye of her arsehole. She tensed immediately.
“Jake? Please not my bum,” she begged.
“But, Ms. Brown. It’s so tight,” I countered, continuing to fuck her cunt from the rear, teasing her bumhole with my right index finger.
“Please, Jake. I’ll do anything else you want. Anything. Just not my arsehole. It gets so sore when you put your big fat dick up it.”
She grunted as I slid my finger all the way in but didn’t stop grinding her butt back on me as she got closer to yet another orgasm.
“OK, tell me about Ms. Taylor. And I want the truth,” slowing myself down to keep her on the edge of climax.