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"Have you ever done any riding Dan? You've grown up a lot in the last couple of years. You look like you'd be pretty comfortable in the saddle."

"Well mom did take me to a pony ride when I was eight..." Dan answered, rather cleverly he thought given how much trouble he was having keeping focused on Mrs. Robinson's casual banter.

She had asked him to come over and do some stone work on the artificial waterfall by her pool. Dan could use the extra money but that wasn't what had made him jump at the offer.

A couple of weeks earlier he had picked his mother up after she had spent the afternoon around the pool at her best friend's house. Christine Robinson had walked his mother out to the driveway wearing the most daring little swimsuit he had ever seen. It was just a tiny width of white nylon that looped around her neck, criss crossed over her voluptuous tits and then plunged down into the vee at the top of her loins. The skimpy material then reversed direction through the crack of her ass and fastened to a gold chain that cinched her waist.

She was wearing high heeled flip flops and with every step she took her pendulous jugs jiggled and heaved, threatening to spill out either side of her skimpy top.

Mrs. Robinson had an incredible body for a woman her age. She must have had her daughter Nikki, who was a couple of years older than Dan, when she was still a girl.

Dan would never have admitted it but he thought Christine Robinson was incredibly hot. The thought that she might be lying around the pool in that same suit or something equally revealing while he spent a couple of hours over there doing some work made the choice easy. But things weren't working out exactly the way he had hoped.

After getting him started on the job Christine had disappeared for a little while. When she came back she wasn't dressed for the pool which was a big disappointment. Her lustrous dark hair was pulled back and braided tightly behind her head. She had on high black boots and skin tight, wine colored riding breeches. Her melon sized breasts were thrusting boldly our above her waspishly thin waist through the white nylon jersey that she was wearing. She had a little black riding helmet clutched under her arm against her side. She was also holding a riding crop across her chest with both hands, idly playing with the leather square on the business end of it while she talked to Dan. Although he was transfixed by Mrs. Robinson's massive mammaries, he couldn't help but notice the nasty looking studded brass ferrule that she was toying with on the end of the whip.

'That would leave a mark' he couldn't help but think.

Mrs. Robinson smiled indulgently at Dan's rather feeble joke.

"The feeling of all that power coiled up beneath you. The acceleration as you approach the hurdle. A well timed stroke of encouragement with the whip. Then the shuddering impact on the other side before your mount lunges forward again. It really is quite exhilarating..." Mrs. Robinson enthused, her eyes smoldering into Dan's.

"I can only...ahhh... imagine..." Dan stuttered, struggling mightily to maintain eye contact with the statuesque equestrienne. Then shaking his head as if to clear it he added...

"But if you're not going to be here, what if I have a question about the stone work? What should I do?"

"Oh not to worry. Nikki is here with a friend of hers. She can tell you what to do. Now don't you let those college girls distract you. You've got work to do. I'll see you later..." Mrs. Robinson said, slapping Dan's chest playfully with her little whip. Even though it was just the merest tap Dan could feel those little studs nipping at his flesh. Then she turned on her heel and headed for the gate at the end of the yard.

Dan was truly sad to see her go. And he also wasn't wildly enthusiastic to be left to be supervised by Mrs. Robinson's snotty daughter Nikki. Although this younger version of her mother was very pretty, Nikki was all caught up in the dumb sorority she belonged to at college. If you weren't on the football team or in some stuck up fraternity there, you weren't going to get the time of day from her.

Well with any luck she'd stay inside and he wouldn't have to see her. He could handle any difficulties with the stone work. That would be no problem.

But the gods weren't smiling on Dan Brown that day. He had barely begun to mix the first batch of mortar when who came giggling out of the rec room door towards the pool but Nicky and her friend.

Rather than be totally rude Dan tried a friendly..."Hi!..." as the girls pulled a couple of lounge chairs nearer to the water.

They looked in his direction. Nikki managed the faintest smile and a half hearted little wave before returning to her conversation with her friend. Well at least she hadn't ignored him totally. Dan went back to mixing his mortar. It was hot work and he had soon taken his shirt off and was working in just his jeans.

He couldn't help but notice out of the corner of his eye that the girls were taking off their shorts and sloppy blouses. They were obviously planning on enjoying the sun, maybe even go for a swim. Well it was their pool.

But as the outer wear was removed and more girlish flesh was revealed, Dan was finding it more and more difficult to keep his mind on his work.

Both girls were wearing powder blue swimsuits. Nikki's was a fairly minimal bikini. She had darkish hair like her mother and a great figure. Not the oversized chest that her mother had but a nice curvaceous body nonetheless. Her friend however was the one that had really got Dan's attention. She was a big girl, half a head taller that Nikki with the broad shoulders of a competitive swimmer. But swimmers didn't usually have the breast work that this young lady had been blessed with. She was like an amazon goddess. Her generous cleavage was clearly visible even from a distance beneath the plunging neckline of her one piece swimsuit. She had short cropped blonde hair, long muscular legs and a narrow waist. Amazing!

Dan had to give his head a shake and tried to focus once more on the huge pile of odd sized stones awaiting his attention. He went back to it and had been at it for a while when he heard the girls splashing around in the pool. This time when he turned to look he found that they were both staring back at him. Nikki sidled over closer to her friend and d****d an arm around her back. It looked to Dan like she was deliberately rubbing her tits against her friend's. He must be imagining things. Nikki was holding his gaze, smiling at him while at the same time speaking at some length to her friend. The blonde was also looking directly at Dan as she listened to Nikki.

Then Dan was almost positive that he saw Nikki's hand edge around the blonde's back and caress the side of her boob. The other girl's smile got a little broader as she held Dan's gaze. Then Nikki nodded towards Dan and gave her friend a quick kiss on the cheek.

Both girls turned to step out of the pool. Nikki slid into the nearest lounge chair but her friend started walking towards Dan.

He really didn't want to stare. He should be paying attention to his work. But the tall blonde walked towards him with the hypnotic gait of a runway model. Her arms swung at her sides and her shoulders twisted, making her pendulous tits sway rhythmically as she stalked towards him. Dan couldn't take his eyes off her. It was all he could do to keep his jaw from dropping down on his chest.

The blonde stopped in front of him. She stuck out her hand towards him and said..."Hi. I'm Karla. Nikki wants you to come..."

Dan put his hand in Karla's and began to shake. "Pardon me..." he said, not sure he was hearing correctly.

Karla didn't release his hand. She half turned and pulled him after her like she was leading a small c***d..."Nikki wants you to come...Please..." she said again, pulling Dan after her.

It was only then that he realized that Karla had a European accent and that she wasn't suggesting any sexual inclination on Nikki's part. He relaxed a little and was happy to follow Karla. The view from the rear was almost as awesome as the one from the front. As she walked ahead of him her gum dropped shaped ass cheeks looked like two cats wrestling in a bag beneath her form fitting swim suit.

They stopped when they reached Nikki in her chair. Karla remained standing next to Dan.

"Hello Dan. Mother said she had you doing some odd jobs around the house. I was wondering if you would mind helping us. This Friday is Delta Nu's annual Blues Night. Karla and I are involved in a little contest that is sort of the finale of the evening. Karla's from Germany by the way. She's here on a hockey scholarship. Anyway, she's pledging for my sorority. She's my little sister and partner for the contest. So do you think you could help us?"

Karla was lightly running her fingertip up and down Dan's shoulder while Nikki talked to him. Dan found her touch very distracting.

"Well I don't really know much about the blues Nikki. I more of a Rock and Roll guy myself. But do you need some help with decorations or what?..." he asked.

Nikki smiled as if Dan had said something humorous.

"It's not that kind of blues Dan. But if it's alright with you we'll show you exactly what we need."

"Sure. I guess." Dan said, wondering what he was letting himself in for.

"Great. Now Karla's going to open your pants and get your cock out. Don't freak out. It's all part of the contest. Just think of us like we're your doctors. And don't worry. It's not like we haven't seen one before."

"What?...No!...You're not serious..." Dan protested, just standing there, not believing what he was hearing.

Nikki looked at her friend and nodded towards the front of Dan's pants.

"Go on..." she said.

Karla never hesitated. She reached out with both hands and had Dan's belt and pants open in a heartbeat. Her pneumatic tits brushed his chest thrillingly as she slid to her knees in front of him. As she descended she pulled his pants and his shorts to his knees, baring his surprised tool to the girls' eager gaze.

Before Dan fully realized that Nikki wasn't k**ding, Karla had reached out and closed her hand around the middle of his prick. Dan could feel himself stiffening quickly under her soft touch.

"Oh my! You do have a nice one! It's exactly what we need. Now hold still. Karla's just going to get you hard. ..Mmm Hmm!... Wow!... Just like that!..." Nikki snickered.

It took Dan a moment to get over his initial shock but when he finally did he tried to free himself from Karla's sensuously caressing hand. But as he went to take a step backwards Nikki sat up straight in her chair. Her hand flashed out and she sank her sharp nails deep into the back of Dan's thigh.

"Now don't be like that baby. You said you'd help and we'd really, really appreciate it wouldn't we Karla?..."

"Oh yahh! Nikki and I, we think we will make your cock happy to help us Dan. Wouldn't that be very good?..." Karla asked as she continued to work the blushing young man over with her practiced hand.

Dan stopped trying to writhe away as Nikki's nails dug painfully into the back of his leg.

"Ahh Ahh!...Alright! Alright!...Easy Nikki!...But what's this got to do with your party?..."

Nikki smiled brightly when Dan stepped forward again, seemingly resigned to Karla's shameless fondling.

"Well our 'Blues' contest pits seven teams against each other. Each team is made up of one senior and her pledge sister or brother, from Delta Nu on the girls side and Phi Tau on the boys side. Karla and I will be paired with two boys from Phi Tau. All seven foursomes start together. The girls must be sexually stimulating one of the boys at all times, without letting them come. The boys will have all sworn to have gone without any sex, including jerking off, for at least seven days. That's what makes it so interesting. I don't suppose you've had any sex in the last seven days have you Dan?"

"Unn!...Unn!...Nooo!..." Dan grunted. But whether this was acknowledging Nikki's rude question or in response to Karla's rhythmically stroking hand was not clear. What was obvious was his growing arousal. He was now rock hard and his balls were starting to tighten up in his groin. The first clear drop of pre-come was just starting to trickle from his pee slit.

"I didn't think so. Oh, by the way. Tell us before you come O.K.? That's important. That's where we need your help. 'Cause I won this contest two years ago. Last year that bitch Cindy Crawford and her pledge sister won but that was only because my pledge sister was so inexperienced. She had those boys popping like fireworks on the fourth of July before we'd barely got started. She never did make it into Delta Nu by the way. I saw to that. Anyway, I'm going to make sure that Karla knows what she's doing on Friday night. We're going to win this year if we have to keep you up all night."

"How are you doing by the way? Your knob is getting pretty purple. Karla, what do you think? Is he getting close?..."

"Oh yahh!...He is very hard and is getting, how you say, sticky? Is that right? I think it won't be long now..." the kneeling blonde said, never taking her eyes off the livid tool gleaming under her continuously shuttling hand.

And Dan couldn't argue with Karla's assessment of the matter. The tickly tingling sensation searing his cock was reaching critical mass. He knew he couldn't last much longer.

"I'm... Ahhh...pretty close Nikki!...Ahhh.... Real close!...Unnn!...In Fact...I think..I'm gonna'...gonna..."

"Stop Karla!...Take your hand off!...Now!..." Nikki hissed.

Karla reacted immediately and snatched her hand away from Dan's prick like it was on fire.

"Nahhh!...Wait!...Ahhh!...Don't stop!..." Dan whimpered.

But the two girls ignored his pitiful cry and just stared at his quivering erection.

"Now look for the tell tale signs..." Nikki instructed.

"See how his thighs are all knotted up and he's tipped forward at the waist. Those are signs of how close he is. Also, did you notice how he was holding his breath just before he said he was going to shoot. And look at the way his cock is twitching and how his pee slit is fluttering open and closed. If you watch for the signs you can always stop just before he loses it, understand?..."

"Yah Nikki. Of course. I have made many hand jobs with the boys back in Munchen. But it was always quick in my parent's basement or in their car. This is more fun. Much!.." Karla enthused, her eyes dancing merrily as she looked up at Dan.

"But!...But!...No!..You can't just stop like that..." Dan stammered as he u*********sly started reaching for his aching boner with his right hand.

Again Nikki's hand darted out and she laced her fingers into Dan's and forced his hand back towards his wrist. A sharp pain darted up all the way to his shoulder. He had to flex his knees to ease the excruciating tension in his arm.

"Don't even think about it sweetheart. You'll get to come when we're done with you but not until we're ready, understand?..."

"Yeah!... Unn Hnn!...O.K.! ...I get it!..." Dan whimpered, looking at Nikki with pleading eyes until she gradually relaxed her punishing grip on his hand.

"Good. I knew we could count on you Danny. Now at this point Karla and I would switch to the other Phi Tau boy and get to work on him until he's ready to shoot. Give our first victim a little breather. In this case we'll just wait for you to settle down a little bit. So take deep breaths and try not to think about how blue you're balls are getting. Believe me, we're just getting started."

And with that Nikki nodded to Karla and the two girls stepped over towards the house to give Dan a little space to cool down. Even so Nikki kept one eye on Dan's crotch, waiting for him to start to wilt a little bit. Judging by the way that Dan was shifting his weight from foot to foot in discomfort, she knew it was going to be a couple of minutes. When they were out of earshot of the young man she said to Karla...

"Now this next time we're going to have to be even more careful. When you've brought them to the edge once and then left them hanging, they get excited even more quickly when you start up on them again. I'll do him this time but I want you to look for the warning signals that he's ready to shoot like we talked about. Understand?.."

"Oh yahhh. I see now how it is. I think I like this game..." Karla said, stealing a calculating glance at Dan as well. The two girls talked over their strategy for a couple of more minutes and then, when Nikki thought that Dan looked ready they went back over to him.

This time it was the bikini clad girl who went to her knees in front of him while Karla perched on the edge of the sun lounger.

"You look like you're ready for round two..." said Nikki with a sassy smile as she closed her outstretched fingers around Dan's now semi rigid prick. But she only had to start a gentle up and down motion with her tiny hand to make the blood surge hotly back into his tool.

"Oh God I'm ready alright. You don't know how ready..." Dan gasped looking down hungrily at Nikki's little fist stroking him.

"Well that's good lover. And this time you don't have to tell me when you're going to come! We're going to continue our little practice session under real game day conditions. So you just go for it when you're ready O.K.?..." Nikki instructed, turning to give a startled looking Karla a confident wink.

"Sure Nikki. Whatever you want..." Dan said happily. He was pretty sure he could control himself enough that Nikki would never know when he was about to lose it. He could hardly wait to see her surprised look when he unleashed a gooey stream of come all over her face. This was going to be sweet. He tried to relax as much as was humanly possible. The way this little sorority bitch and her friend were teasing him he knew he was going to shoot a really big load.

Nikki had a pretty good idea what Dan was thinking but she wasn't worried about it. He had no idea what a master prick tease he was dealing with. But he was about to find out. She slid her hand up to the top of his hard-on and started swirling the pad of her thumb around and around against that little knot of nerves just under his cock crown. A fresh dribble of pre-come was just emerging which she used to lubricate her devilishly cruising thumb. She smiled up into his eyes.

"You know when I won this contest two years ago..." she said, without slowing the motion of her endlessly roving fingertip..."my pledge sister and I had these two great big football players. I think they were linemen or something. Really big. Anyway my little sister she got the one guy crying, literally sobbing like a baby, he was so desperate for it. And my guy got so excited he started hyperventilating. But I knew exactly how close he was. I was working on the tip of his prick just like this. How you doin' by the way Dan? You getting close?..."

"Unnn...Jeez Nikki!...That feels so good...Ahh...but I think I can...nahhh...hold it a bit... Ummm..." Dan said, trying to speak as clearly as he could through his gritted teeth. In fact his balls were starting to knot up pretty tight and he didn't really think he could take too much more of her skilled fondling. But she said just to let it go and that was what he was going to do!

"Oh that's good baby. So let's really have some fun. Does it feel good when I do this?..." Nikki asked casually as she brought her free hand in and placed the tip of her index and middle finger over Dan's pee slit. She started tracing circles from there, around and around over his knob. She fractioned every millimeter of his drum taut flesh from the apex of his cock crown and down to the swollen ridge just above his shaft. And at the same time she continued to massage the underside of his glistening helmet with her thumb.

"Mmmmm...Yeahhh!...Goood!..." Dan gasped, trying not to stiffen up as lightening bolts of excitement lanced his groin.

"So anyway this big guy is moaning and groaning and sucking in breath like he's dying. Then he passes out. Luckily Patricia Watt, who was running the contest and who's in pre-med brought him around. So anyway he wakes up and he starts getting belligerent and saying that he'd been so close and he was just getting ready to pop, and I couldn't leave him like that and I better not be that kind of tease. So I thought 'Well it's his funeral' and I went back to work on him and in about ten minutes he passes out again. So then this time when Patricia brings him to she tells him to fuck off and declares me the winner of the contest. But then she says I better be careful. 'Cause like if this had been some old guy with some kind of heart condition, I could have killed him. And so I thought 'Wow'. Maybe I could be like some kind of spy or something and lure all these old Russian diplomats into bed and get all their secrets and then kill them with hand jobs and nobody would ever know that they had been eliminated on purpose. What do you think Dan?..."

But Dan wasn't really listening. He was going to come. His balls were just on the verge... He was trying so hard to keep his eyes open and his breathing regular. He was going to come...come... right...right...

And that was when Nikki's right hand flew down to the base of his cock which she encircled with the ring of her thumb and her forefinger.

"Nahhhh!...." Dan wailed as the kneeling little bitch squeezed his throbbing flesh, roughly choking off his imminent explosion with her tightly constricting digits.

"Noo!...Goddd!..Oh pleasee!..." Dan moaned, bucking his hips futilely into Nikki's pitilessly gripping fingers

But Nikki just smiled back at him with dancing eyes.

"I said you didn't have to tell me when you were going to come lover boy. I didn't say that you could come. That won't be for a while yet. Now Karla, this is what we call a 'squeeze back'. You circle the root of the guy's cock at the base just before he explodes and you squeeze him there really, really hard. You're allowed two 'squeeze backs' per boy and you can't hold it for more than twenty seconds. But that's usually enough especially if you squeeze him hard enough to make it a little uncomfortable."

And that was exactly what Nikki was doing, squeezing Dan's cock so hard her knuckles had turned white. The come was churning ferociously in his balls and his erection was hugely engorged without any chance of going down as long as she was squeezing him like that. The result of this relentless pressure was that a nauseous ache was beginning to sweep through his loins.

"Oh Godd Nikki!...It hurts!...Just let me go!..." Dan pleaded, starting to hop from foot to foot like he was standing on hot coals.

"Just a few more seconds baby...s*******n...eighteen...nineteen...twenty..." Nikki counted then let go her crushing squeeze like a rodeo cowboy tying up a calf.

"There! That should hold you for a little while. Now Karla why don't we go back and talk in my office..." Nikki said, getting up and puckering a mocking kiss at Dan. They stepped back towards the house where they had talked earlier and began to whisper together with huge smiles on their faces.

Dan just stood there literally trembling. His groin felt almost numb. Oh there was still a little tickling buzz at the base of his cock. But Nikki had done an expert job of suppressing what Dan was sure would have been a devastating orgasm. His cock was still ferociously erect but the urge to come was only a faint spark in his loins. He didn't know how much more of this he could take.

He was watching the girls discuss their next move when he noticed the smile leave their faces. Their eyes seemed to get bigger as they stared over his shoulder.

Dan didn't have any time to fathom what was distracting them before he heard a soft hiss followed by a snap. A sharp pain stabbed his left buttock like he had just been stung by a huge hornet.

Reflexively he grabbed his butt with one hand and whirled around. When he stopped on his heel, his erection waved around in front of him like a flag in a hurricane wind. He was stunned to see Christine Robinson standing behind him, her little whip raised up over her shoulder and her eyes flashing in anger. Her voluptuous chest was heaving under her raised arm.

"Just what the hell are you up to Mr. Brown. What are you thinking? You can't possibly imagine that this kind of nonsense is acceptable in front of my daughter and her friend. How could you behave like this?..."

And as she spoke Mrs. Robinson was stepping sideways to Dan. The young man was too surprised by Nikki's mother's unexpected arrival to say anything. His jaws moved but nothing came out.

"Well?...Answer me?..." Mrs. Robinson barked, underlining her demand with another sharp slash of her riding crop. This time the leather tab with its little barb caught him in his low back just above his ass crack.

"Owww!..." Dan yelped as he turned, trying to keep the angry older woman in front of him where she couldn't get another shot at his naked posterior.

"Mrs. Robinson!...Listen!...I can imagine what it looks like!...But it isn't...!...I mean I wouldn't... I don't want you to... to think that I would... that I was...." Dan stammered, clearly having trouble trying to explain the situation that Mrs. Robinson had walked in on.

"Oh no?...That's not a naked erection you're flaunting in front of me and the girls. Because that's certainly what it looks like to me. Have you no respect whatsoever. I can see what you want young man. But that's not what you're going to get, believe me. What you're going to get is a lesson in manners . That's what you're going to get. Now stop dancing around and waving that big thing at me..." Christine said threateningly as she tried to get behind him.

But Dan wasn't eager to experience any more of that vicious little riding crop. He kept turning in front of Mrs. Robinson.

Finally in exasperation Barbara turned and spoke over her shoulder to the girls.

"Will one of you come hold him still!..."

Dan threw a pleading look at the girls. But they just returned his glance with amused grins.

"Yes certainly..." Karla said as she walked around Mrs. Robinson and stopped face to face with Dan. In her designer sandals she was just as tall as he was. She put her arms around his waist, locked her right hand on her left wrist and pulled him tight against her. Holding him like that she had his arms pinned effectively at his sides.

Dan noticed three things immediately. One was that Karla was very strong. Her arms felt like steel bands around him. Second he was thrilled at the sensation of her pneumatic tits pancaking against him. He could distinctly feel the impression of her bullet shaped nipples gouging his chest. And lastly the sultry scent of her perfume clouded his brain even more than it already was.

Dan was so struck by these impressions that he had almost forgotten about Mrs. Robinson, but not for long.

Christine had stepped around the young man and settled herself into a comfortable stance behind him.

"You need something to think about to get your mind out of the gutter. Something like this!..." she declared, lashing out with her crop and snapping Dan's ass right in the center of his left cheek.

"Ahhhh!..." Dan yelped, bucking forward with his hips. His cock rammed into the cushion of Karla's well toned stomach. The sensation of thrusting his exposed tool into her resilient flesh through her swimsuit was incredibly exciting.

And all of a sudden all of the feeling returned to Dan's prick in a rush. His erection was once again jutting urgently from his loins and as hard as a steel bar.

Karla could feel it and smiled into his eyes.

Christine took her time as she walked behind Dan to his other side. Then there was the hissing sound again and another pop as she struck him again, this time raising a welt on his right cheek that perfectly matched the one on the left.

"Naahhh!..." Dan squeaked again, burying his face in Karla's scented neck as he thrust his loins fiercely into hers.

Karla tilted her hips up so that her body fit more snugly against Dan's and pulled him even tighter to her. She could feel the straining spire of his erection pulsing against her.

"Now I want you to say 'Thank you Mrs. Robinson. Thank you for reminding me to be a gentlemen'...Say it!..." Christine hissed lashing out again and laying her whip across the top of Dan's legs. The brass studded tip marked his outer thigh while the crop itself nipped the underside of his tightly knotted balls.

"Ohhhh..." Dan gasped as he hunched into Karla's stomach and a searing drop of pre-come burned from his pee slit. Suddenly he realized he was on the verge of coming. "Thank you...Mrs. Robinson!...Thank you for...."

"Louder!..." Christine demanded, hitting him again in exactly the same spot.

"Ahhhhh!...." Dan panted, trying to hold it back as he realized he was teetering on the brink of a violent orgasm.

Karla too could tell how close he was. She watched his face with a knowing smile to see what would happen.

"Thank you Mrs. Robinson for reminding me to be a gentleman" he barked out desperately.

"Well Daniel. That's better. Now I hope we can put this whole matter behind us. I know you're a better man than this."

Dan let out a sigh of relief as he stood there in Karla's clutching arms. Just the thought of coming against her like this made him cringe with embarrassment. And then the blonde said...

"Mrs. Robinson you are being too soft I think. My little brother gets more spanks than this for being late to school. Two more I think are needed for good measure."

"What!...No!..You can't!..." Dan whimpered. He couldn't believe that Karla would give him up like this. She knew perfectly well that he didn't deserve the punishment he was getting. It was girls who had dropped his drawers and put him on display by the pool. It wasn't fair!

Dan turned his head as much as he was able and, looking into Christine's flashing eyes he said..."Don't listen to her Mrs. Robinson. Trust me. I've learned my lesson!"

But Mrs. Robinson evidently was more inclined to Karla's suggestion.

"You have a point dear... " she said to Karla, ignoring Dan's plaintive appeal.

"Daniel...remember this the next time you think of exposing yourself in the company of innocent young ladies."

Karla at that moment insinuated her leg between Dan's, raised her knee and pressed it encouragingly up into his balls.

Dan caught his breath with excitement when she did that. What she had also done was open Dan's stance slightly, exposing some interesting new targets to Mrs. Robinson's wicked whip.

Christine let loose another vicious swipe, a little higher this time, catching that tender strip of skin between his balls and his anus with the metal tipped end of her little lash.

"Naahhh..." Dan cried, wondering how he had come to be the victim of these vicious women. He reflexively heaved himself against Karla's unyielding frame. His boner thrust frenziedly against her tummy and suddenly his balls kicked and a fiery deluge of sperm erupted from his balls.

Karla could immediately feel the heat of his discharge blossoming against her stomach.

"Oh Yahhh! Das is soo gut!..." she murmured into Dan's ear, subtly shifting her loins against his to encourage his frantic release.

"Nahhh!...Ahhh!...Unnn!..." Dan grunted into the crook of Karla's neck. He shuddered helplessly in time with his wracking ejaculation and it was only the blonde's strong arms holding him still that kept Mrs. Robinson from seeing what was happening.

His legs were turning to rubber and he probably would have fallen but Karla easily held him upright. She thrilled at the feel of his sperm spewing against her in fiery little jets. His come was drenching her from her waist to the undersides of her breasts.

She saw Mrs. Robinson raising her arm for her final stroke and she purred... "Wait!..."

Christine was surprised at Karla's command but she held back.

Dan continued to gasp and shudder in the blonde's encompassing arms. When she felt his feverish eruptions beginning to abate she lifted him by the waist until he was just barely touching the ground with his tip toes.

"Now!..." she said, nodding at Mrs. Robinson.

Christine noticed that Dan's balls were now fully exposed to her and she didn't hesitate.

"Hahh!..." she cried as she delivered a vicious back hand swipe across his butt. With a deft twitch of her wrist, she caught the exposed underside of his nut bag with the barbed leather switch.

"Phwahhh!..." Dan wailed in a strangled cry. Tears sprang from his tightly closed eyes as he burrowed his grimacing face even deeper into Karla's shoulder.

His loins completely seized up for a moment and then the final outpouring of his sperm continued in jolting little spasms.

"Unn!...Unn!...Unn!..." he grunted quietly.

"Ummm!...Ummm Hmmm!...That is so much better!..." Karla murmured to Mrs. Robinson as all the tension finally started to ease from Daniel's body and he slumped against her.

"No doubt you are right dear. I'm sure Daniel has no more difficulty learning from his mistakes than your little brother, do you Daniel?"

Dan was barely aware of what was going on around him there was so much adrenalin running through his system. But he knew that Mrs. Robinson expected an answer and he didn't want to provoke her any further.

"No ma'm...I mean yes...ahh...I mean...ahhh...I'll try to do better..." he stammered. He was trying to recover himself as Karla slowly eased the pressure of her arms around him. At first it seemed like he was going to fall and she had to bump him on his feet to stabilize him. But in another moment he gathered himself.

And then, as Karla stepped back from him he realized that her swimsuit was completely stained with his come. The material covering her stomach was darkly saturated and there were creamy white trails of sperm running up the undersides of her gently heaving breasts.

Dan's heart began to race again as he imagined Mrs. Robinson's reaction when she saw what he had just done.

But Karla seemed unfazed. Cooly she reached out one hand and swiped it down Dan's chest gathering his come with her palm. Then she fisted his cock and gave it a swift yank, cleaning up the excess goo that was there as well. Daniel sucked in a sharp breath when she pulled his tender prick.

Karla did that while Mrs. Robinson was standing directly behind him and couldn't see what she was doing.

Then as Christine stepped around to Dan's side, Karla calmly turned away and stepped into the pool, descending the steps until the water was well over her waist. She turned to smile at Dan.

Mrs. Robinson in the mean time stood in front of the cringing youth and looked directly at his much diminished penis.

"Put away your tool and your tools Daniel. I think you've done enough around here for one day. I'll call your mother when we want you to finish up the stone work. And Daniel, next time I see you I'll expect a sincere apology."

And with that the dark haired beauty turned to her daughter.

"Nikki, Karla, come inside please. I want to talk to you."

The girls looked at each other, a little apprehensively Dan thought. But that didn't stop Nikki from puckering a mocking kiss at him and making a rude 'jack-off' gesture behind her mother's back. Karla joined her from the pool, picked up a towel and they headed off into the house.

Dan stood there momentarily wondering what had just happened. His loins were numb and there was a fiery ache inflaming his whole backside. Gingerly he pulled up his pants and started getting his stuff together to head home. Ultimately he let himself out through the back gate. He didn't think it would be a good idea to go through the house.

It was two weeks before Dan heard from Mrs. Robinson again. And then his mother said that her friend had called and asked if he could go over after school on Friday to do some more of the stone work. They were having a party on Saturday and hoped the waterfall would be finished.

Dan thought about making some excuses. He was really embarrassed to have to meet up with Mrs. Robinson again. But in the end he figured if he didn't go his mother might start asking her friend some questions and that could lead to her hearing about what had happened and he didn't want that to happen. So in the end he went.

He rang the doorbell at Mrs. Robinson's house at 5:00 that Friday. He waited for a moment and then the door opened slowly. Mrs. Robinson was wearing a man's dress shirt, open at the neck and tied in a knot below her formidable breasts. Her waist was bare and she was wearing a pair of cut off jeans and sandals below that. She was talking on her cell phone as she opened the door and held her finger up for Dan to be quiet. She was having a very intense conversation with someone.

"No....No really!.... Well of course it's a shock! ....No I don't blame you and you shouldn't blame yourself either!... Honestly, it's not your fault...There's only one person who's at fault!... What an asshole!....Yes!...Yes of course I will...No!...Oh I promise alright!...He won't!... Not when I'm finished with him!...You can count on that!..."

And while she was engaging in this one sided dialogue she was leading Dan through the house. Finally she pointed him out the back door towards the half finished waterfall without a word and barely a glance.

Dan hadn't expected to get off so lightly and was almost disappointed he hadn't gotten to make his apology speech. But as the saying goes he thought...'Don't look a gift horse in the mouth'... whatever that means. He rolled up his sleeves, got out the mortar and the tools and went to work.

Just before 6:00 Mr. Robinson drove up in his big Lexus and then came in through the back gate. He stopped and said a couple of complimentary things about Dan's work. Dan thanked him and they bantered for a moment and then Mr. Robinson went into the house.

It wasn't long after that that Dan could hear the couple's voices in the kitchen rising. Mr. Robinson would get in a couple of loud words and then Mrs. Robinson was right back at him in a screeching tirade. Dan couldn't actually hear what they were yelling at each other but there was no mistaking the tone. All was not well at castle Robinson. Eventually the argument moved from the kitchen to the upstairs bedroom.

The hollering went on for quite a while and then stopped. Dan assumed that Mr. Robinson had probably stormed out through the front.

Dan continued working the whole while, glad that he wasn't on the receiving end of Mrs. Robinson's ire this time. He had been at it for some time and was just getting to the final small pieces when the woman of the house appeared at the back door.

"Dan. Go take a shower in the pool house and then get in here. We need to have a talk."

"I just have the last pieces to finish Mrs. Robinson. It'll only take about fifteen minutes."

"Now Daniel! Get cleaned up and get in here!..." Mrs. Robinson commanded in a tone that told Dan it wouldn't be smart to argue. He could see that she was pissed and he did not want to be the beneficiary of the fall out from her fight with her husband.

"Sure Mrs. Robinson. I'll be just a jiff..." Dan said as he piled his tools along side the almost finished waterfall and headed for the pool house.

Some few minutes later he made his way into the house. It was dark and there was a dim light over the bar in the rec. room. He stood there waiting and then Mrs. Robinson appeared at the head of the stairs.

She had changed into a clingy grey knit dress that ended just above her knees and fit her like a second skin. The little dress had a deeply scooped neckline that offered a mesmerizing display of the tops of her breasts. The way those magnificent hemispheres jiggled like two mounds of jello as she gracefully descended the stairs suggested she wasn't wearing a bra. Surrounding her narrow waist was a broad black leather belt. Smoky grey nylons and black high heels completed her ensemble. She used measured steps as she came down, probably because she didn't want to spill the cocktail she was holding in her hand.

"There you are Daniel..." she said, smiling into the young man's eyes as she reached the bottom of the stairs. Her heady perfume preceded her across the room. Her lustrous black hair was hanging loose, tapered in a way that framed her face in an oval. She was wearing her wedding ring, a gold necklace and matching bracelet. She must have spent some time on her make-up because her eyes were skillfully outlined with mascara and her lips with a gleaming crimson lip gloss.

Dan guessed that she and her husband had reached some kind of a truce and were heading out to a party. He thought Mrs. Robinson looked very glamorous.

"I was just going to refill my drink. I'm having scotch. Won't you join me?..." Christine asked as she stepped up to the bar, grabbed the scotch bottle and another glass.

"Ahhh... thanks Mrs. Robinson but I don't usually drink scotch. I'd enjoy a beer though if you've got one."

Christine appeared not to have heard him as she walked over to Daniel with two scotches and handed him one.

"Here you are sir. The cure for what ails you. Cheers!..." she said, raising her glass, clinking his and taking a healthy swig.

Daniel didn't want to make a fuss so he raised his glass, said..."Cheers!..." and took a healthy swig as well.

His eyes immediately teared up and he only just managed not to choke on the fiery liquid. He really wasn't used to hard alcohol.

Mrs. Robinson smiled as his cheeks became a flaming crimson.

"Why don't we sit at the bar for our little talk,,," she said with a smile, taking Dan's arm and hugging it tightly against the side of one pneumatic tit. Dan was acutely aware of her curvaceous body pressing against his as she walked him over to the bar. They sat down on the high stools facing each other with their knees touching.

'Oh Oh...' Dan thought...'I guess she's gonna' want the grand apology now.'

"Mrs. Robinson. If it's about what happened two weeks ago, I really do want to..."

But at that point Christine reached out and put two fingers to Dan's lips to stop his words.

Dan couldn't help but notice the way one of her creamy tits lifted almost out of her dress when she did that.

"It appears I may have misjudged matters somewhat at our last meeting. I talked to Nikki and Karla after you left and they admitted that you weren't totally to blame for what I saw when I got home from the stables. They told me about their little sorority party and the...the... ahh...contest. After having been so hard on you I guess I should have been more upset with the girls. But really I couldn't help but laugh about it when they told me what they were doing to you. It reminded me so much of my own college days. So I guess if anyone should be making an apology it would be me. I beg your pardon young man..." Mrs. Robinson said holding her glass towards him and bending from the waist in a kind of seated bow.

As she did so her dress slipped down precariously. Dan had an unobstructed view of both her conical tits all the way down to her swollen red nipples. Those gently heaving orbs swayed provocatively under her little dress as she leaned towards him.

Dan could feel himself hardening in response to this enticing display and he squirmed on his stool to try to ease the growing tension in his pants.

"Cheers!..." Mrs. Robinson toasted again, her eyes dancing wickedly.

"Cheers!..." responded Dan while struggling to tear his eyes away from Christine's captivating boobs. He took another drink of the fiery scotch and felt it burn its way all the way down to the pit of his stomach.

He was quite relieved that he seemed to be out of the dog house with the voluptuous older woman sitting beside him. She was so attractive, so sexy he thought he might be in love. He was happy just to sit there next to her and wanted to keep her talking.

"You and my mom went to college together didn't you? What kind of trouble did you two get into. My mother never told me anything like that about those days."

"Well handsome, a mother isn't going to tell her son everything. But I don't mind telling you a couple of stories. Candy, your mother called herself Candy back then, Candy and I got pledged by a sorority that prided itself on its high academic levels. I don't know how they ever picked us."

Anyway, by the end of the first semester it was obvious that we were no rocket scientists. And your mother and I didn't want to get kicked out of this sorority so we came up with a plan."

"Did you sign up for some tutoring?"

"No we decided we'd do blowjobs."

"Excuse me?..." Dan asked, choking on his sip of scotch. He was sure he must have misheard Mrs. Robinson.

"Blowjobs...you know. Sex for grades. It's a simple system but your mother and I refined it to an art form. She or I would alternate hanging around the teacher's lounge in the evenings.

My plan was, when one of our profs came out I'd pretend to bump into him and ask if he'd mind dropping me at a girlfriend's on his way home."

Dan couldn't believe she was telling him this.

"I don't think any of them ever said no to me. And then I'd be real friendly with them in the car and ultimately point out a church parking lot or a park entrance and say my friend lived just across the street. Once we got stopped I'd say...'By the way Professor Brown. I'm sure you've noticed I'm not doing real well in your course. That's starting to worry me a little. Now I think you should know that I don't do well on written exams. But I do have excellent oral skills. Perhaps you'd like me to demonstrate...'While I was saying that I'd be reaching over and slowly sliding my hand up their thigh."

Which is exactly what she was doing to Dan as she related her story. The young man was terrified that she wouldn't stop her hand until she discovered just how hard she was making him with her raunchy tale.

"Now you've got to remember that your mother and I went to that little rinky dink college out in Boise. Most of the teachers there were these uptight Methodists, young guys who had married their college sweethearts seven or eight years earlier and who hadn't been getting any regular sex since the babies started to come."

"Oh they might start out by saying...'No Miss Cassidy. You can't! How would I ever face my wife?.'...But once I got my head in their laps and their nuts in my hands they weren't thinking about the little woman any more. All they were thinking about was trying not to come too soon. Once you get a guy by the balls you can make him do anything you want. Did you know that baby?..."

"Ahhh...Whaaa!...Unnn...I guess I never thought about it..." Dan stammered, sure that Mrs. Robinson must have noticed by now the way his erection was tenting the front of his pants, just above her caressing hand.

"Anyway, there'd I'd be, going down on these guys in the front seat of their cars and they'd be moaning and squirming around. Your mother and I learned a few tricks and we became quite an amazing pair of little sluts back then. So I'd be working them over real slow and sloppy and just when they were about to pop I'd slide off them for a moment and look them in the eye. In my sexiest voice I'd say...'Does your wife swallow baby? Because for a 3.7 on my mid- term, I will!'...And then, still keeping my eyes on theirs, I'd suck them all the way back to the opening of my throat and start humming, you know going...'Umm Hmm...Umm Hmm... Umm...Ummm....Ummmm...'."

"They'd always come when I did that. They probably never even got blown at home let alone see their frumpy little wives swallow it. They'd usually shoot these really enormous loads like they were trying to drown me in it. Fortunately I learned to love the taste of come so I never minded. In fact I really enjoyed being able to control them like that, hold them off or make them come whenever I wanted to. Really it was all over from the moment I got into their pants. And your mother was even worse. She loved doin' the guys but if we were having a problem in a class with a female teacher she'd approach her the same way. She always said those over-educated bitches were all latent lesbians and that once you got your tongue up their twat you could make them sing an opera while they were coming on your face. We finished our first year with a 3.6 and a 3.7 grade point average. We had the highest marks of anyone in our sorority and we learned some really important life skills. Would you like me to show you?"

Dan's mind was racing as he pictured all the lurid images that Christine's story had planted in his brain. He barely heard the last thing she said and had to ask..."I'm sorry, would I like to what?..."

"Would you like me to give you a blow job?..."

Dan just looked back at the voluptuous older woman, totally speechless. She must have said something else that he missed. She couldn't actually be offering to blow him. He was sure if he said anything at all she would know what he was thinking and a) she would be outraged at his lewd ideas or b) she would simply laugh at him for having such a perverted imagination.

It was better to just say nothing and see what happened next.

"Come on sweetheart. I know I was kind of rough on you out by the pool last time but I want to make it up to you. I've seen the way you've been sneaking peeks at these big old titties of mine..." Christine purred, idly drifting the index finger of her left hand through her beckoning cleavage. At the same time she moved her right hand up even higher on the inside of Dan's thigh so that the edge of her palm was gently nudging his balls.

Dan sucked back a moan of arousal when she did that.

"You'd love to get your hands on these big babies wouldn't you sweetheart? I might let you play with them if you ask me nicely. I might let you do a lot more than that..." she said her eyes sparkling wickedly. Then she leaned forward so that her moist lips were just brushing Dan's ear and she whispered..."Why don't you come upstairs with me and we'll have some fun?"

Finally Dan came to the amazing realization that Mrs. Robinson, his fantasy older woman, was really offering herself to him. He knew he'd better get off his ass before she changed her mind. Clumsily he slid off his stool, putting his empty scotch glass on the bar.

"Mrs. Robinson it would be my pleasure to accompany you to the ends of the earth."

Dan cringed to hear himself say something so doofus. He blamed it on the scotch and offered up a blushing smile.

Christine smiled at his awkwardness while she finished her own drink. Then she put her glass down, got up, took his hand and turned toward the stairs.

"Just imagine all the things I'm going to do to you!..." she murmured over her shoulder as she led him up to her room.

Dan was practically trembling with excitement as Mrs. Robinson led him into her bedroom. His eyes had been locked on the taut globes of her ass as they were going up the stairs and into her room. The way those two sculpted spheres swayed up and down beneath her clingy little knit skirt as she moved was truly amazing.

Mrs. Robinson drew him right up to the bed and then turned to stand in front of him.

"Take off your clothes,,," she purred as she started to undo the wide leather belt that cinched her waist.

Dan was hastily obeying her request and had just gotten his pants fully unzipped when a plaintive voice whined...

"Please Chrissy. You're not going to do this are you?..."

"Oh my God!..." Dan gasped, freezing where he stood. Following the sound of the voice he looked over Mrs. Robinson's shoulder.

Behind her, next to the dressing table, sitting in a hard chair in just his boxer shorts was Mr. Robinson. He was looking anxiously at his wife's back and seemed to be about to get up from his chair and yet he didn't. Then Dan realized that he wasn't just sitting in the chair. His hands and his ankles were tied to the chair legs with some kind of Velcro straps. He wasn't going anywhere tied up like that.

"What's he doing here?..." Dan asked in utter confusion.

"He? You mean John? My husband? Well actually that's an interesting story..." Christine began, turning her head to glare angrily at her husband.

"Earlier today I got a phone call from one of John's little friends. It turns out he's been banging the new intern at the office for over a month now. Tiffany or Stephanie or something like that."

"Kimberly..." her husband said quietly.

"Kimberly! Of course it would be a Kimberly..."

"Anyway Kimberly wasn't very happy with the situation and decided to call me to confess all, the little slut. So the short version is that John is now officially cut off for the foreseeable future. His pussy privileges are officially revoked around here. And I've decided that I want him to see exactly what it is that he won't be getting for a long, long time. That's why we're going to do it right now. Right here! You and me! In front of him!...." Mrs. Robinson purred, turning her fiery gaze back on Daniel.

John just groaned and squirmed in his chair. It hadn't really been like that. That little witch Kimberly had been all over him at the office. She was always leaning over him from behind, shoving those little apple tits of hers into the back of his neck, sitting on his desk in front of him and rubbing his leg with hers. He was only human for God's sake. He had told Christine that it had just been a little fling, that the girl didn't mean anything to him.

But Christine had been really building up a head of steam after she got that phone call. She seemed reasonable at first. Said that if he let her tie him up and have her way with him, which was a little game they played sometimes, that she might forgive him. But once she got him tied up she really raised the roof. She called him every name under the sun and told him he was going to be really, really sorry. Then she had got dolled up and headed down stairs. He didn't know what she had in mind but he never expected anything like this.

"Please sweetheart. I'll make it up to you. Please don't do this..." he pleaded.

"Shut up!..." Christine snarled over her shoulder, then turned her eyes back to Dan's.

"Mrs. Robinson. I don't think I can do this. Not with him right there..." Dan said, his eyes shifting back and forth apprehensively from Mr. to Mrs. Robinson.

"Dan. Look at me baby! Look at me! Ignore dickhead over there..."

As Dan refocused his gaze, Christine stepped a little sideways to block his view of her husband. Then she reached down for the hem of her dress and calmly pulled it up over her head. When she had it off she held it out to her side for a moment as she shook out her mane of lustrous black hair. She coolly dropped the grey fabric on the floor, pulled her shoulders back and the put her hands on her waist.

"You've really hit the jackpot tonight lover..." she purred, standing in a totally shameless pose in front of the gaping young man

Christine's creamy bare tits were thrusting arrogantly towards him. They had an incredible fulsome weight to them but the conical ends of them still tilted up with youthful energy. Her puffy aureole were a dusky maroon color capped with crimson nipples. She was wearing nothing more than her high heels and a garter belt with taut nylon straps attached to the tops of her smoky nylons. For panties she wore black cami knickers, lacy and loose around her hips but so tight between her loins that Dan could clearly see the outline of her fleshy labia through the material. She looked incredibly hot and she knew it.

As Dan stood there staring, nervously stammering..." I...Ahhh... I'm not... Ahhh...I don't ..." Christine calmly walked up to him. Dan could hear her nylons swishing together as she moved.

The raven haired beauty stopped in front of him, raised one hand and cupped the side of his face. She reached her other hand into his shorts and closed it around his faltering erection. Then she leaned close so that her naked breasts were mushed into his chest and her lips were next to his ear.

"You know when I found you with your cock out in front of the girls last week I wanted you right then..." she purred, her arm moving up and down as she stroked him in his shorts.

"While you were squirming in Karla's arms I couldn't help imagining myself in her place, that huge boner of yours rubbing against my pussy the whole time. When we were done I was so wet I had to come up here and get myself off right on this bed."

"Ohh Goddd!..." Dan groaned in response to Mrs. Robinson's skilled touch and her provocative story.

The wanton older woman smiled to feel Dan's cock turning steel hard once more under her insistently shuttling hand.

"I could just feel this big tool of yours sliding in and out of me, faster and faster. You were trying to hold it back so I clenched myself around your cock so that you had to really pound me to get it all the way in. I pictured myself grabbing you with my arms and my legs and pulling you as deep inside me as I could, deeper than anyone has ever been in me before and that's when you lost it. Of course you couldn't hold it when I did that. You stiffened up and blew an enormous load deep inside me. It was so hot and gushing so deep in me and that's when I came too. There was so much goo that it was just rushing out of me, dripping onto the bed. And it was sooo good!..." Christine enthused.

"Ahhhh!..." Dan moaned. Helplessly he wrapped his arms around Mrs. Robinson's waist as he ducked his head down and buried his face in the scented valley between her tits.

"You want to fuck me like that lover. Your cock wants to fuck me like that. I can feel it!..." Mrs. Robinson purred, giving his resurgent tool a hard squeeze that made him weak in the knees.

"Mmmmm!... he groaned into the sultry press of her boobs.

"I'm going to do things to you that you never even imagined. When I'm done with you, you won't be able to get it up for a week. Now let's get you out of these clothes."

And with that she took her hand out of his underwear and wrestled his pants and shorts to the floor. While Dan fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, Mrs. Robinson reached out for a gold lipstick tube on the bedside table. She took off the top and started to apply a vivid scarlet red sheen to her pursed lips.

When she had finished with the lipstick she smacked her lips together moistly a couple of times and then did a slow cruise around the oval of her parted lips with the tip of her tongue.

Dan watched her hungrily.

With her lips still parted she took Dan's arm and stood him sideways next to the bed. This way John would be able to see everything.

When Dan's eyes started to drift over to her husband she said sharply..." Look at me Dan. Look at my mouth!"

And with that Barbara sank to her knees in front of the wide eyed young man. She pulled his quivering shaft away from his belly and held it out towards her. Then without ever taking her eyes from his, she leaned forward and slipped her scarlet lips around his knob.

"Mmmm!..." she purred as she siphoned the head of his cock into her mouth and went to work on its sensitive underside with her tongue.

"Ohh Godddd!..." Dan moaned in excitement. The humid heat of her mouth surrounding him, her gleaming red lips shaped into a perfect O around his shaft, her tongue twisting around and around his cock crown, all these things were sending him into a sensory overload. The way his balls were tensing up already he knew he wasn't going to be able to hold it very long. His hands were sort of hovering at his side, afraid to reach out and grab Mrs. Robinson's mane of dark hair and slam her face into his crotch which is what he really wanted to do.

"Unn!...Unnn!..." he groaned as the tension in his groin grew rapidly. He was barely aware of Christine's left hand sliding up between his parted thighs. She moved her hand up until she was lightly prodding his unsuspecting sphincter with her sharp nailed fingertip. She could tell he was going to loose it quickly and she wanted to have a little more fun with him before he did. With a loud slurp she slid off his throbbing meat.

She smiled up at him, gripping the base of his cock tightly with her little hand as his glistening erection strained frantically towards the ceiling.

"Would you like me to put my finger up your ass?..." she asked Dan sweetly.

"Ahhh!?...I...I don't...I mean I never really...you know...no one ever..." Dan stammered in bewilderment.

"Ahhh! Listen to that John. He's a cherry! Isn't that sweet?...Oops!... Well...He was a cherry!..." Barbara giggled as she augured her extended digit up into the depths of Dan's virgin nether hole.

"Wahhhh!..." the young man yelped at the unexpected intrusion. He lunged his hips forward into Christine's restraining hand. She twisted her delving finger around inside him, slid it out a little then jammed it back in there. In no time she had Dan fucking her hand in time with her lewdly thrusting digit.

"That's it baby. I knew you'd like it! My husband does too don't you John? Did you ask your little Tammy to put her finger up your ass? I'll bet you did, didn't you? And I bet she wouldn't. She probably called you a pervert. Which is what you are! You're so pathetic! Maybe if you ask her again...really beg for it. I think Dan likes it, don't you baby? Don't you?..." Barbara teased as the younger man helplessly hunched himself in and out of her clutching hand in time with her rude finger play.

"Ahhh Goddd Mrs. Robinson!... It just so...nahhhh!...dirty!..." Dan groaned. The feeling of her finger penetrating him had been uncomfortable at first but that feeling quickly changed to one of lewd pleasure.

"For God's sakes Chissy! You've made your point! I'll make it up to you I promise! Now just stop all this. Please!..." John cried, squirming in his chair.

"Stop! I'm just getting started dickhead! Now stop distracting me. I think poor Danny here is getting close. You are, aren't you baby? Getting close? I don't think you can hold it much longer, do you?... Especially if I do... this!..." Barbara purred, thrusting her digit in deep, finding Dan's prostate and stabbing it with her sharp nailed finger. She only rubbed him like that for a second or two and then she eased off.

Dan's insides turned to water when she did that and his knees started to buckle. A fiery rush of sensation washed though his loins and he thought he was coming but he wasn't.

"Nahhhh!...Nooo!...Yess!......" he cried as his loins stiffened up unbearably. He wasn't quite coming yet but he wasn't going to be able to take much more.

"That's what I thought!..."

Christine's face darted back into Dan's loins, her ovaled lips parting around his knob and then sliding down his shaft all the way to his balls. When she had his pulsing cock lodged at the entrance to her throat she started sucking so hard that her cheeks inverted around it. At the same time she found his tender prostate again and started pressing it like she was ringing a door bell. It was way more than the trembling young man could stand