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Mr Thomas was already my favourite teacher at my boy's grammar school, back in the late 60's. I was in the lower sixth, just 16 years of age, and what happened in our small “personal development” class that Summer term was mind-blowing for me and my mates as well as confirming that Mr Thomas was the best teacher anywhere EVER!
“Personal Development” was a phrase used in my school to cover stuff like relationships, a bit of sex education (we'd covered reproduction in biology a few years back), personal hygiene and things like that. The sessions could have been embarrassing but Mr Thomas was always straight talking and put us at ease as he talked about the dangers of getting girls pregnant, keeping yourself clean and so on. The classes were deliberately small, only five or six boys in a group, and we had them about once a month. It meant we could have proper discussions and were encouraged to be open and ask questions etc. This particular session - well, I'll never forget it!
As usual the class was held in a science lab, mainly as it had blinds that could be drawn so younger pupils walking past couldn't see sometimes potentially embarrassing posters or other material that had to be discussed. This time though there was a strange contraption in the room – it looked a little like a filing cabinet, but not very tall, only two drawers, and on top of it was a kind of seat. In front of the seat were two things that looked like pedals, they seemed to be hinged. At first we thought it might be a car driving simulator or something, but the way they were on long hinged legs didn't really fit that theory. As we were puzzling, Mr Thomas and a lady we hadn't seen before, but who looked like she was expecting a baby, entered the room, and Mr Thomas bolted the door behind them.
“Well boys,” he announced, “you'll have noticed this equipment, which I have borrowed from the local hospital. I'm going to use it, or at least my wife Sarah here is, to educate you further about pregnancy and female anatomy. This was partly Sarah's idea as we had discussed how you lot, in particular, will benefit from this knowledge – I'm afraid you do strike me as being rather naïve in matters of love, I don't think any of you has a girlfriend for instance”, this was true enough and we were all intrigued, “so Sarah has taken pity on you. But I expect you to be adult about this, and I don't want any silly giggling, and its certainly something to keep between ourselves. The headmaster would NOT approve!”
We looked at each other – what was he going on about? But his wife was a lovely looking woman, and I felt myself being strongly attracted to her. She had long auburn hair, a pretty face with flawless skin and she was quite tall. She was wearing a knee-length skirt and a tight jumper with a lowish V-neck which was stretched quite tightly over a large pregnant belly. She wore flat summer shoes and short white socks. She spoke:
“Hello boys.”
“Good morning Mrs Thomas!” we replied in customary school politeness.
“Call me Sarah, please! Anyway James has told me about your classes and yourselves and we thought we would give you a treat as well as furthering your sex education..” Wow! What was going to happen? I began feeling slightly aroused and felt my cheeks colouring up. “First off I think we need to ensure that your earlier biology learning about women's reproductive organs is correct, so I will show you mine!”
Bloody hell! Was this a joke, did she mean it? I felt an erection growing in my grey school trousers. I looked at the others, all had open mouths and looked in shock. I glanced at Mr Thomas who had a slight smile on his lips, he returned my look and raised his eyebrows a little. Sarah continued: “This piece of equipment is a gynaecology examination chair and its used in hospitals to check on pregnant ladies. James, help me onto it please.” Mr Thomas gave her a hand as she climbed into the chair. Then she did something amazing that none of us will ever forget. Firstly Mr Thomas moved the foot-rest things apart and upwards, and adjusted the back of the chair so that his wife was lying slightly back. “Those things are called stirrups, boys,” she continued, “I put my feet in them like this..” and with that our dreams began to come true, she hitched her skirt right up to her waist, exposing her white cotton panties, and put her feet in the stirrups so her knees were bent up and apart. We could see right between her thighs at the gusset of her panties. She shifted her bottom forwards a little and the whole crotch part of her knickers was visible. My erection was huge in my pants. I swallowed.
Then, “Oh silly me,” she said, “I should have taken my knickers off. Sorry boys!” I was gasping for breath, my gaze fixed on her open legs, her panties. This was fantastic! “James, help me get them off will you?”
Mr Thomas approached his wife, splayed open for us to see up her skirt, and put his hands on her knicker waist at each side, then, she lifted her legs off the stirrups as he pulled her underwear off. We couldn't see much as Mr Thomas was in the way, but by goodness our anticipation was massive! Then, knickers in his hand, he moved aside as Sarah opened her legs wide again, replacing her feet in the stirrups and exposing her vagina, anus and hairy front to us all. “Oh Christ!” I heard one of the other lads say, then “Oh, Bloody Hell – sorry Mr Thomas, sorry Mrs Thomas – I've wet my pants, no, I've ejaculated in them.” “Sorry, so have I!” This was Pete and Dave, two of my friends. Seeing Sarah's pussy all open and available had been too much for them and they'd both cum in their pants! I was close to it myself, but was transfixed with Sarah's spread parts.
“Clean yourselves up at the sink at the back of the lab” said Mr Thomas,and they went off sheepishly to comply.
The rest of us just gazed at what Sarah was showing us. Finally I found my voice. “Oh thank you Mrs Tho...sorry Sarah. You look wonderful. This is wonderful This is amazing. Th... thank you so much!” The others nodded as Pete and Dave returned to the group.
“Do you want a closer look boys?”
“Oh yes please Sarah” said Ray.
“Come on then, have a good luck at my parts. I'll hold myself open for you. I'm pulling my outer lips, the labia, open for you.” I thought I was going to cum at any time as she pulled herself even further open and I could see more folds and wetness. I noticed that I was looking intently also at her anus which seemed to open a little as she moved her bottom slightly as she opened herself and with each deep breath she took. Mr Thomas stood behind us all quietly. “Now I'm putting my finger on my clitoris, this little bump at the top of my vagina. If you are careful and tender with this you can give a woman an orgasm, it feels nice, just like you two boys who ejaculated just now. Girls will love having it touched properly, but you have to learn to take your time and not rush it.”
She rubbed herself there for a while and I noticed her eyes went a bit glazed. I felt my cock through my trouser pocket and made it more comfortable in my pants.
“As I touch myself, you might see me producing more lubrication, my vagina gets wetter. Do you see?” Yes, we saw all right! I peered at her and inside as far as I could see. She was glistening down there, it was beautiful to see. I couldn't believe this, my teacher's wife was spread out in front of us, her legs wide apart, no panties, showing off her pussy and pulling it open for us to look at. Juices were forming on her pussy lips and beginning to run down onto her bum hole. My teacher was watching us. I was red-faced and dry-mouthed, I could hardly speak, but eventually blurted out: “Can I touch it Mrs Thomas?” My friends stared at me. I couldn't believe I'd just said it. Sarah looked at her husband who must have nodded and then she said “OK, its Alan isn't it? Yes go on, gently have a feel.”
Crikey! I didn't hesitate, but slowly outstretched my hand and put the palm flat on her open puss. It was warm and damp. My erection was pressing against my fly and my trousers were bulging out but I didn't care! This was momentous! I gently rubbed my palm over her privates, getting it wet with her juices. “Can I put a finger inside?” She nodded, so I slowly put my finger between her inner lips, felt the increased warmth and wetness, stickiness really, and let it slip up inside her. I put it in as far as it would go. “You can put two or more in, my vagina will accommodate you” she breathed. Wow. I put two more fingers inside her wet pussy and then began to move them in and out. “Don't forget what I told you about my clitoris, you could use your other hand to give a girl pleasure there while frigging her with your fingers you know!” I didn't know, but by gosh I did now. My friends watched me enviously as I began to diddle that little button she'd shown us earlier.
“Are you OK with this dear?” asked Mr Thomas.
“Yes James, very much so, its.... educational for them.” She was panting a little as I fingered her. If anything she was opening her legs even more and she seemed to almost be weeing, there was so much slimy stuff dripping out of her all over my fingers. And it was dripping down onto her anus. “James, do you think it would be all right for Alan to demonstrate full coitus?” I wasn't absolutely sure what she meant but it sounded good.
“Err – well we hadn't discussed it, but I suppose if you're OK with it...”
“Yes its fine with me,” she sounded desperate, “I cant get more pregnant can I?” Shit, I was beginning to understand now. She wanted me to fuck her! I was going to have sex in front of my friends and her husband. I was going to lose my virginity.
“Come on Alan, you can demonstrate sexual intercourse to your friends. You're doing a good job down there, see if you can take me over the edge! Get your trousers and pants off and stick your penis up me – I'm ready, lubricated and looking forward to it!”
I took about 3 milliseconds to get naked from the waist down. My cock is a reasonable length and it was more erect than it had ever been before, pointing northwards. Would it go in all right? This was new to me, I'd seen no porn (none available to my generation in those days) but I knew where it had to go. Sarah was still splayed open and I approached cock foremost and placed it between her labia. Before I could push forwards, she'd put her hand down onto my penis, pushed it a little lower and thrust herself forward. She basically enveloped me, her vagina felt tight gripping my cock and I finally pushed forward and it went right up inside her. Fabulously warm and tight, I was now officially in heaven! “Oh fuck me, give it to me, get up me, go on fuck me Alan, fuck me, get it as far as you can go – oh shit, oh shit, I'm cumming!” and she started shaking. And I really couldn't take it any more, so ten seconds after I'd gone up her I came buckets of spunk shooting up her pussy. I shook too as I ejaculated up into her, it seemed like pints of stuff, I'd never had a feeling like it. I couldn't stop thrusting, and she didn't seem to want me to, putting her arms around my waist and pulling me closer into her. Finally I felt my erection reduce and I slipped out of her as she relaxed. Mr Thomas handed me a hanky to wipe myself as I stood back, but Sarah just lay there still spread open and now with my spunk running out of her onto her bum-hole and the chair. She just smiled at us all as we gazed at her just-fucked pussy. She looked utterly shameless as she looked each of us in the eye. Mr Thomas was red-faced and grinning – it seemed he'd enjoyed the spectacle. I certainly had, but looking at his wife now, all wet and dripping, everything on show, I felt the stirrings of desire again. Suddenly Ray said, “Sarah, Alan's been able to feel you and have sex with you, may I have a feel too?” “Yes, and me” “And me” came cries from others.
“Lets not get ahead of ourselves shall we boys – but yes, I think it would be fair. But none of you have seen my breasts yet have you – Ray can have a feel of my vagina, but does anyone want to see and feel my boobs?”
“Yes please.” “”Oh yes Sarah,” were quick responses. So two of my friends were allowed to pull up Sarah's jumper, exposing her white nylon, pretty large brassiere, which was full to the brim with flesh. There was great cleavage. She motioned to Mr Thomas to help her lean forward and then got one of my friends to open her bra. Then she relaxed back and lifted the cups off her large but firm breasts. Ray hadn't started on feeling her up, he, like the rest of us were fascinated by her boobs being released. Unencumbered of the bra's support, they swayed slightly to each side, but were still remarkably firm. We focused on her nipples – dark brown and erect. Sarah's jumper was round her neck, her bra and knickers were off and her shoes were still in place. Her big tummy was framed between her big knockers and her hairy triangle. Pete began to feel one of her breasts, running fingers over the nipple and teasing it so it became even more erect. Someone else began work on the other tit. Ray finally began fingering her vagina, and it was probably Dave (memory of who did what is sketchy) who joined him in caressing her lips and clit.
I had recovered and was the only one unoccupied – apart from Mr Thomas who was contentedly watching everything unfold - and the only one who was half-naked, and visibly sporting another erection. I went over to the chair and stood next to Sarah. I whispered a thank you into her ear – my goodness it was heart-felt! She turned to me and said “I think there's more for you to learn, Alan” and she reached out for me, put an arm around my buttocks and pulled me towards her. Then, to my surprise and delight she took my penis into her mouth and slowly licked and sucked the end and the shaft. The others were busy feeling bits of her, but again I got envious looks.
This was extremely nice. Sarah just gently took me into her mouth and held me there while I moved in and out. Eventually she pulled her head back and announced: “Well boys I hope you've all had a good feel of my bits,” to much nodding, “but there is something else I want to show you. Its not for everybody, some girls don't like it, but some find it lovely, and technically its against the law, though not for two men... Yes, I'm going to let Alan have anal sex with me!” Mr Thomas gasped and looked worried, shocked even. I hadn't realised life could get better than this!
“Stand back everyone, come here Alan. Get some lubrication out of my pussy – that's right, there's still your cum in there isn't there? Now rub it over my anus. James, have you got that jar of Vaseline?” Mr Thomas opened her handbag and retrieved a jar of the greasy paste, then handed it to me. “Put some of that up my bottom will you?”
Blimey! I dipped a finger in the jar and got a big splodge of the stuff. Sarah manoeuvred herself so her legs were even more open and back, her anus came forward. This looked disgusting but madly erotic and exciting. I placed my finger on her anal opening. “Don't worry, push your finger in. Get lots of it up inside my bottom.” I pressed ahead, her little anal ring opened and my finger slipped inside. It was very tight. Mr Thomas came and stood alongside me, staring at the debauched scene in front of him. I put more Vaseline from the jar and worked it into her. Her anus gripped the finger but I could feel it relaxing. Sarah had that glazed look on her face again.
“OK Alan, put your penis up there now. Go slowly, you may have to press. I'll push you away if it hurts...”
Phew! I was going to put my willy up my teacher's wife's bottom! Blimey! She pulled her cheeks open and her little hole opened a bit. I put my penis against her ring-piece and pressed forward. It wasn't going in, but she looked me in the eyes and smiled encouragement. Then she in turn pressed forward and I felt the head of my dick go inside, just a little. Gosh it was tight, but gosh it was great. Her anus closed over my shaft and I could feel the lubrication squelching alongside. Sarah gasped and I found I was able to slip further inside and up her bum-shaft. Phenomenal! Mr Thomas put an arm around my shoulder in encouragement, then put fingers in his wife's pussy as I buggered her slowly. He and his wife were enjoying this. He pulled her pussy open so we could both look inside as I went up her. Then he put a finger in her vagina and I could feel him through the membrane between her holes. Finally he touched her clitoris and that seemed to flick a switch as she began groaning and shaking and juice just poured out of her. Then for the second time that morning I exploded cum into her, my cock shaft-deep in her anus.
Mr Thomas pulled me back and stood between his wife's spread thighs. He pulled down his trousers, dropped his pants and wanked himself. Seconds later he too shot his load, but this time all over his wife's external organs, splattering her vagina and anus with gobbets of sticky white sperm.
“Oh James – you know what I need to do now – get the bowl” shouted Sarah. As if none of us boys were there, Mr Thomas opened a drawer in the gynaecology chair and pulled out a k**ney-shaped bowl. Then he held it below her crotch. We watched as her vagina opened and a small hole beneath her clitoris opened. Then, to our excitement and pleasure, she started to pee. Mr Thomas caught just about all of it in the bowl as she let a long stream of piss out.
“Shows over boys, but if you want a wank, I don't mind – you can cum over me!” Not something I could do, but all the others started stropping their cocks and within a minute all of them had spurted over her stomach, pussy and inner thighs, depending on their aim. “Alan, you can clean me up, there's tissues in my bag.”
So I found myself wiping her private parts down and drying her off. The smell of spunk was overwhelming, and I was turned on yet again. Finally, in this heady atmosphere and unable to help myself, I bent down and licked her pussy lips, all around her crotch, over her anus, her inner-most parts, her thighs, her pubes and her belly button. Then back to her clitoris, while I put a couple of fingers up her. Then Sarah signalled enough was enough and she and her husband got themselves dressed, as did I. Sarah gave each of us a nice kiss and we were dismissed. I was last to leave them and as I did so, Mr Thomas approached me: “Alan, you did well there – Sarah and I are quite adventurous in our sex lives, so if you want to have another session with her, just come over to our house,” and with that he handed me a card with their address and telephone number!
I don't know how I got through the rest of that school day!
THE END
“Personal Development” was a phrase used in my school to cover stuff like relationships, a bit of sex education (we'd covered reproduction in biology a few years back), personal hygiene and things like that. The sessions could have been embarrassing but Mr Thomas was always straight talking and put us at ease as he talked about the dangers of getting girls pregnant, keeping yourself clean and so on. The classes were deliberately small, only five or six boys in a group, and we had them about once a month. It meant we could have proper discussions and were encouraged to be open and ask questions etc. This particular session - well, I'll never forget it!
As usual the class was held in a science lab, mainly as it had blinds that could be drawn so younger pupils walking past couldn't see sometimes potentially embarrassing posters or other material that had to be discussed. This time though there was a strange contraption in the room – it looked a little like a filing cabinet, but not very tall, only two drawers, and on top of it was a kind of seat. In front of the seat were two things that looked like pedals, they seemed to be hinged. At first we thought it might be a car driving simulator or something, but the way they were on long hinged legs didn't really fit that theory. As we were puzzling, Mr Thomas and a lady we hadn't seen before, but who looked like she was expecting a baby, entered the room, and Mr Thomas bolted the door behind them.
“Well boys,” he announced, “you'll have noticed this equipment, which I have borrowed from the local hospital. I'm going to use it, or at least my wife Sarah here is, to educate you further about pregnancy and female anatomy. This was partly Sarah's idea as we had discussed how you lot, in particular, will benefit from this knowledge – I'm afraid you do strike me as being rather naïve in matters of love, I don't think any of you has a girlfriend for instance”, this was true enough and we were all intrigued, “so Sarah has taken pity on you. But I expect you to be adult about this, and I don't want any silly giggling, and its certainly something to keep between ourselves. The headmaster would NOT approve!”
We looked at each other – what was he going on about? But his wife was a lovely looking woman, and I felt myself being strongly attracted to her. She had long auburn hair, a pretty face with flawless skin and she was quite tall. She was wearing a knee-length skirt and a tight jumper with a lowish V-neck which was stretched quite tightly over a large pregnant belly. She wore flat summer shoes and short white socks. She spoke:
“Hello boys.”
“Good morning Mrs Thomas!” we replied in customary school politeness.
“Call me Sarah, please! Anyway James has told me about your classes and yourselves and we thought we would give you a treat as well as furthering your sex education..” Wow! What was going to happen? I began feeling slightly aroused and felt my cheeks colouring up. “First off I think we need to ensure that your earlier biology learning about women's reproductive organs is correct, so I will show you mine!”
Bloody hell! Was this a joke, did she mean it? I felt an erection growing in my grey school trousers. I looked at the others, all had open mouths and looked in shock. I glanced at Mr Thomas who had a slight smile on his lips, he returned my look and raised his eyebrows a little. Sarah continued: “This piece of equipment is a gynaecology examination chair and its used in hospitals to check on pregnant ladies. James, help me onto it please.” Mr Thomas gave her a hand as she climbed into the chair. Then she did something amazing that none of us will ever forget. Firstly Mr Thomas moved the foot-rest things apart and upwards, and adjusted the back of the chair so that his wife was lying slightly back. “Those things are called stirrups, boys,” she continued, “I put my feet in them like this..” and with that our dreams began to come true, she hitched her skirt right up to her waist, exposing her white cotton panties, and put her feet in the stirrups so her knees were bent up and apart. We could see right between her thighs at the gusset of her panties. She shifted her bottom forwards a little and the whole crotch part of her knickers was visible. My erection was huge in my pants. I swallowed.
Then, “Oh silly me,” she said, “I should have taken my knickers off. Sorry boys!” I was gasping for breath, my gaze fixed on her open legs, her panties. This was fantastic! “James, help me get them off will you?”
Mr Thomas approached his wife, splayed open for us to see up her skirt, and put his hands on her knicker waist at each side, then, she lifted her legs off the stirrups as he pulled her underwear off. We couldn't see much as Mr Thomas was in the way, but by goodness our anticipation was massive! Then, knickers in his hand, he moved aside as Sarah opened her legs wide again, replacing her feet in the stirrups and exposing her vagina, anus and hairy front to us all. “Oh Christ!” I heard one of the other lads say, then “Oh, Bloody Hell – sorry Mr Thomas, sorry Mrs Thomas – I've wet my pants, no, I've ejaculated in them.” “Sorry, so have I!” This was Pete and Dave, two of my friends. Seeing Sarah's pussy all open and available had been too much for them and they'd both cum in their pants! I was close to it myself, but was transfixed with Sarah's spread parts.
“Clean yourselves up at the sink at the back of the lab” said Mr Thomas,and they went off sheepishly to comply.
The rest of us just gazed at what Sarah was showing us. Finally I found my voice. “Oh thank you Mrs Tho...sorry Sarah. You look wonderful. This is wonderful This is amazing. Th... thank you so much!” The others nodded as Pete and Dave returned to the group.
“Do you want a closer look boys?”
“Oh yes please Sarah” said Ray.
“Come on then, have a good luck at my parts. I'll hold myself open for you. I'm pulling my outer lips, the labia, open for you.” I thought I was going to cum at any time as she pulled herself even further open and I could see more folds and wetness. I noticed that I was looking intently also at her anus which seemed to open a little as she moved her bottom slightly as she opened herself and with each deep breath she took. Mr Thomas stood behind us all quietly. “Now I'm putting my finger on my clitoris, this little bump at the top of my vagina. If you are careful and tender with this you can give a woman an orgasm, it feels nice, just like you two boys who ejaculated just now. Girls will love having it touched properly, but you have to learn to take your time and not rush it.”
She rubbed herself there for a while and I noticed her eyes went a bit glazed. I felt my cock through my trouser pocket and made it more comfortable in my pants.
“As I touch myself, you might see me producing more lubrication, my vagina gets wetter. Do you see?” Yes, we saw all right! I peered at her and inside as far as I could see. She was glistening down there, it was beautiful to see. I couldn't believe this, my teacher's wife was spread out in front of us, her legs wide apart, no panties, showing off her pussy and pulling it open for us to look at. Juices were forming on her pussy lips and beginning to run down onto her bum hole. My teacher was watching us. I was red-faced and dry-mouthed, I could hardly speak, but eventually blurted out: “Can I touch it Mrs Thomas?” My friends stared at me. I couldn't believe I'd just said it. Sarah looked at her husband who must have nodded and then she said “OK, its Alan isn't it? Yes go on, gently have a feel.”
Crikey! I didn't hesitate, but slowly outstretched my hand and put the palm flat on her open puss. It was warm and damp. My erection was pressing against my fly and my trousers were bulging out but I didn't care! This was momentous! I gently rubbed my palm over her privates, getting it wet with her juices. “Can I put a finger inside?” She nodded, so I slowly put my finger between her inner lips, felt the increased warmth and wetness, stickiness really, and let it slip up inside her. I put it in as far as it would go. “You can put two or more in, my vagina will accommodate you” she breathed. Wow. I put two more fingers inside her wet pussy and then began to move them in and out. “Don't forget what I told you about my clitoris, you could use your other hand to give a girl pleasure there while frigging her with your fingers you know!” I didn't know, but by gosh I did now. My friends watched me enviously as I began to diddle that little button she'd shown us earlier.
“Are you OK with this dear?” asked Mr Thomas.
“Yes James, very much so, its.... educational for them.” She was panting a little as I fingered her. If anything she was opening her legs even more and she seemed to almost be weeing, there was so much slimy stuff dripping out of her all over my fingers. And it was dripping down onto her anus. “James, do you think it would be all right for Alan to demonstrate full coitus?” I wasn't absolutely sure what she meant but it sounded good.
“Err – well we hadn't discussed it, but I suppose if you're OK with it...”
“Yes its fine with me,” she sounded desperate, “I cant get more pregnant can I?” Shit, I was beginning to understand now. She wanted me to fuck her! I was going to have sex in front of my friends and her husband. I was going to lose my virginity.
“Come on Alan, you can demonstrate sexual intercourse to your friends. You're doing a good job down there, see if you can take me over the edge! Get your trousers and pants off and stick your penis up me – I'm ready, lubricated and looking forward to it!”
I took about 3 milliseconds to get naked from the waist down. My cock is a reasonable length and it was more erect than it had ever been before, pointing northwards. Would it go in all right? This was new to me, I'd seen no porn (none available to my generation in those days) but I knew where it had to go. Sarah was still splayed open and I approached cock foremost and placed it between her labia. Before I could push forwards, she'd put her hand down onto my penis, pushed it a little lower and thrust herself forward. She basically enveloped me, her vagina felt tight gripping my cock and I finally pushed forward and it went right up inside her. Fabulously warm and tight, I was now officially in heaven! “Oh fuck me, give it to me, get up me, go on fuck me Alan, fuck me, get it as far as you can go – oh shit, oh shit, I'm cumming!” and she started shaking. And I really couldn't take it any more, so ten seconds after I'd gone up her I came buckets of spunk shooting up her pussy. I shook too as I ejaculated up into her, it seemed like pints of stuff, I'd never had a feeling like it. I couldn't stop thrusting, and she didn't seem to want me to, putting her arms around my waist and pulling me closer into her. Finally I felt my erection reduce and I slipped out of her as she relaxed. Mr Thomas handed me a hanky to wipe myself as I stood back, but Sarah just lay there still spread open and now with my spunk running out of her onto her bum-hole and the chair. She just smiled at us all as we gazed at her just-fucked pussy. She looked utterly shameless as she looked each of us in the eye. Mr Thomas was red-faced and grinning – it seemed he'd enjoyed the spectacle. I certainly had, but looking at his wife now, all wet and dripping, everything on show, I felt the stirrings of desire again. Suddenly Ray said, “Sarah, Alan's been able to feel you and have sex with you, may I have a feel too?” “Yes, and me” “And me” came cries from others.
“Lets not get ahead of ourselves shall we boys – but yes, I think it would be fair. But none of you have seen my breasts yet have you – Ray can have a feel of my vagina, but does anyone want to see and feel my boobs?”
“Yes please.” “”Oh yes Sarah,” were quick responses. So two of my friends were allowed to pull up Sarah's jumper, exposing her white nylon, pretty large brassiere, which was full to the brim with flesh. There was great cleavage. She motioned to Mr Thomas to help her lean forward and then got one of my friends to open her bra. Then she relaxed back and lifted the cups off her large but firm breasts. Ray hadn't started on feeling her up, he, like the rest of us were fascinated by her boobs being released. Unencumbered of the bra's support, they swayed slightly to each side, but were still remarkably firm. We focused on her nipples – dark brown and erect. Sarah's jumper was round her neck, her bra and knickers were off and her shoes were still in place. Her big tummy was framed between her big knockers and her hairy triangle. Pete began to feel one of her breasts, running fingers over the nipple and teasing it so it became even more erect. Someone else began work on the other tit. Ray finally began fingering her vagina, and it was probably Dave (memory of who did what is sketchy) who joined him in caressing her lips and clit.
I had recovered and was the only one unoccupied – apart from Mr Thomas who was contentedly watching everything unfold - and the only one who was half-naked, and visibly sporting another erection. I went over to the chair and stood next to Sarah. I whispered a thank you into her ear – my goodness it was heart-felt! She turned to me and said “I think there's more for you to learn, Alan” and she reached out for me, put an arm around my buttocks and pulled me towards her. Then, to my surprise and delight she took my penis into her mouth and slowly licked and sucked the end and the shaft. The others were busy feeling bits of her, but again I got envious looks.
This was extremely nice. Sarah just gently took me into her mouth and held me there while I moved in and out. Eventually she pulled her head back and announced: “Well boys I hope you've all had a good feel of my bits,” to much nodding, “but there is something else I want to show you. Its not for everybody, some girls don't like it, but some find it lovely, and technically its against the law, though not for two men... Yes, I'm going to let Alan have anal sex with me!” Mr Thomas gasped and looked worried, shocked even. I hadn't realised life could get better than this!
“Stand back everyone, come here Alan. Get some lubrication out of my pussy – that's right, there's still your cum in there isn't there? Now rub it over my anus. James, have you got that jar of Vaseline?” Mr Thomas opened her handbag and retrieved a jar of the greasy paste, then handed it to me. “Put some of that up my bottom will you?”
Blimey! I dipped a finger in the jar and got a big splodge of the stuff. Sarah manoeuvred herself so her legs were even more open and back, her anus came forward. This looked disgusting but madly erotic and exciting. I placed my finger on her anal opening. “Don't worry, push your finger in. Get lots of it up inside my bottom.” I pressed ahead, her little anal ring opened and my finger slipped inside. It was very tight. Mr Thomas came and stood alongside me, staring at the debauched scene in front of him. I put more Vaseline from the jar and worked it into her. Her anus gripped the finger but I could feel it relaxing. Sarah had that glazed look on her face again.
“OK Alan, put your penis up there now. Go slowly, you may have to press. I'll push you away if it hurts...”
Phew! I was going to put my willy up my teacher's wife's bottom! Blimey! She pulled her cheeks open and her little hole opened a bit. I put my penis against her ring-piece and pressed forward. It wasn't going in, but she looked me in the eyes and smiled encouragement. Then she in turn pressed forward and I felt the head of my dick go inside, just a little. Gosh it was tight, but gosh it was great. Her anus closed over my shaft and I could feel the lubrication squelching alongside. Sarah gasped and I found I was able to slip further inside and up her bum-shaft. Phenomenal! Mr Thomas put an arm around my shoulder in encouragement, then put fingers in his wife's pussy as I buggered her slowly. He and his wife were enjoying this. He pulled her pussy open so we could both look inside as I went up her. Then he put a finger in her vagina and I could feel him through the membrane between her holes. Finally he touched her clitoris and that seemed to flick a switch as she began groaning and shaking and juice just poured out of her. Then for the second time that morning I exploded cum into her, my cock shaft-deep in her anus.
Mr Thomas pulled me back and stood between his wife's spread thighs. He pulled down his trousers, dropped his pants and wanked himself. Seconds later he too shot his load, but this time all over his wife's external organs, splattering her vagina and anus with gobbets of sticky white sperm.
“Oh James – you know what I need to do now – get the bowl” shouted Sarah. As if none of us boys were there, Mr Thomas opened a drawer in the gynaecology chair and pulled out a k**ney-shaped bowl. Then he held it below her crotch. We watched as her vagina opened and a small hole beneath her clitoris opened. Then, to our excitement and pleasure, she started to pee. Mr Thomas caught just about all of it in the bowl as she let a long stream of piss out.
“Shows over boys, but if you want a wank, I don't mind – you can cum over me!” Not something I could do, but all the others started stropping their cocks and within a minute all of them had spurted over her stomach, pussy and inner thighs, depending on their aim. “Alan, you can clean me up, there's tissues in my bag.”
So I found myself wiping her private parts down and drying her off. The smell of spunk was overwhelming, and I was turned on yet again. Finally, in this heady atmosphere and unable to help myself, I bent down and licked her pussy lips, all around her crotch, over her anus, her inner-most parts, her thighs, her pubes and her belly button. Then back to her clitoris, while I put a couple of fingers up her. Then Sarah signalled enough was enough and she and her husband got themselves dressed, as did I. Sarah gave each of us a nice kiss and we were dismissed. I was last to leave them and as I did so, Mr Thomas approached me: “Alan, you did well there – Sarah and I are quite adventurous in our sex lives, so if you want to have another session with her, just come over to our house,” and with that he handed me a card with their address and telephone number!
I don't know how I got through the rest of that school day!
THE END
Alessandra
- 25.11.2020
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