Ms Nandhini ndash My School Teacher Chapter 2 How
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After the surprise session that Paul and I had with his mother (which you can see here: http://xhamster.com/user/daviea9/posts/234870.html) we were a bit unsure how things would develop going forward.
After Jean had pleasured Paul and me, not to mention herself, she picked her clothes up and left Paul’s bedroom, closing the door behind her. We sat there stunned and satisfied. One way or another Jean had seen to both of our cocks. But we were uneasy.
“Shit,” said Paul, “I can’t believe I’ve just sucked my mom’s tits and watch her fuck you.” I laughed “You better believe it, and you certainly enjoyed it”. “I know, but for god’s sake she’s my mother. That’s i*****l isn’t it?”
I said that it was only i*****l if he had actually fucked her. The taboo was all to do with the danger of genetic inbreeding and that’s what was i*****l. Just sucking your Mom’s tits or letting her suck your cock didn’t count.
“I need to go for a walk, maybe get a beer or two,” he said.
We were still naked so we dressed quickly and slipped downstairs. “We are just popping out for a pint mum, not sure when we will be back.”
“OK love, I’m going to your grandmas tonight and I may stay over. You and Dave can use my bed if you want and I can sleep in yours if I do come back.”
Paul blushed bright red and mumbling a goodbye he scuttled out of the door with me trailing is his wake.
We walked through the park to the nearest pub where we had a few pints while we discussed the ramification of what had just happened. Paul was still muttering “but she’s my mother, I’ve had sex with my mother”.
“For heaven’s sake shut up about it. You enjoyed it didn’t you?”
“That’s what makes it worse and what if she wants to do it again? Or go all the way?”
“Paul, if she wants to do it again let her and I doubt she will go ‘all the way’ as you put it. She’s not stupid. She might be a bloody sexy nympho bu she aint stupid.”
“I want you to stay over tonight. I don’t want to be on my own when she comes back tonight or tomorrow. I don’t know what to say to her. I’m so embarrassed.”
“OK, I’ll stay. I’ll phone home and say so.”
We got back home a couple of hours later with an Indian take-away and after we had eaten we chatted about general things for a while before Paul said that we should think about going to bed.
We went through to his mother’s room. I’d never been in it before and somehow it struck me as being a bit too “girly” for Jean – all pinks and frilly furnishings which somehow didn’t feel like her taste to me.
Paul said should we change the sheets but I said I liked the way they still had a faint odour of Jean’s perfume so not to bother.
I started to undress and get ready for bed and Paul started opening drawers and cupboards. “What are you doing?” I asked “I’m just looking to see what she has in the way of sexy undies or nighties in case we fancy wearing some.” I remarked that she might well object if we did that but he said that as she didn’t seem to mind us sleeping together he doubted she would.
I must admit she did have some nice bras and panties, and some sexy girdles and garter belts and I did wonder about trying some on. Paul said “Hey, she’s left the key in that cupboard door. It’s always been locked when I have been in here. I wonder what she has been hiding.”
We opened the door and at first glance it just looked like it contained some skirts and dresses and tops but as we looked through them we saw that there were a couple of garment bags right at the back which though zipped up seemed to be full of more clothing.
Paul pulled one out and laying it on the bed he unzipped it. Wow! Inside was a collection of very sexy undies – corsets, girdles, teddies – a whole wonderful collection of very sexy stuff.
“What’s in the other one,” I asked and when we opened that it was even more stunning. There was a black and red leather corset complete with suspenders and a gorgeous silk one in shades of light and dark blue with frilly lace edging and detailing, similarly equipped with suspenders.
Well, it was clear what we were going to try on first. Paul claimed the leather corset which laced up the back so I had to help him get into it. It was lined with red silk and I was a bit jealous that he was going to get first chance to wear this sexy garment. I pulled the laces tight which as well as pulling in his waist, pushed his upper flesh upwards giving him a pair of nice little tits. It also emphasised the luscious roundness of his ass. I then helped him on with a new pair of lace top stockings we had found in one of the drawers earlier, an exercise which gave ample opportunity to touch up his balls and his cock and his ass.
Paul helped me into my corset. This had hook-and-eye fastenings up the front which had the happy result that when he was helping me do them up our hard cocks could be rubbed against each other. Fun. Paul found another pair of stockings and helped me on with them though it took longer than it should as he couldn’t resist sucking my cock while he was down on his knees.
We thought we looked gorgeous and happily “modelled” our outfits for each other for a while. Before long we were showing the soporific effects of the drinks we consumed down at the pub. We lay down side by side on the bed and gently and intimately caressed each other until we fell asleep.
We were still fast asleep when Jean came into the bedroom next morning. She was wearing a lacy negligee and carrying two cups of coffee.
“Wakey, wakey sleepyheads. You look like you had a good night. When I looked in earlier you were both snoring.”
“I don’t snore,” objected Paul “yes you do Jean and I replied.”
“Well boys, I see you found your way into my special collection of clothes. I wondered if you would find the. They look good on you. I’ve not worn them since your father left Paul, but I might try them on again now.”
Paul looked a bit uneasy, no doubt his worries and fears of the previous night had come back into his mind.
“Look, Paul,” said Jean, “I’m sorry I got a bit carried away yesterday. That’s one reason I decided to stay at your grandma’s last night. If I’d stayed I would have gone much further and that would have been wrong of me. But I don’t regret what we did together and frankly I’d like to do it again. But if you are uncomfortable with it I’ll just have to go back to being a bitter frustrated harridan.”
Paul looked at his mother and said “I don’t know. It was nice and part of me wants to do it again but I’m not sure.”
“OK, I understand just give it time. In the meantime I hope you won’t mind if I satisfy my sexual desire with Dave, if he wants to of course. After all, you had him last night.”
They both looked at me and I said “I’m good with that guys, you know, your mother is one sexy lady Paul.”
Jean smiled and said “well, there’s no time like the present Dave. Let’s see if that nice morning glory you have can satisfy me.”
She pushed me back onto the bed and sat astride me rubbing her pussy, encased in sexy panties, against my cock and making me grow bigger with every thrust. I slid my hands under her negligee, cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples roughly. This made her rub me faster which was very pleasurable indeed.
Paul had moved away from the bed but was still looking at his mother and me on the bed, and playing with his own cock.
Jean pulled the material covering her pussy to one side and drew my cock towards its intended home deep inside her.
“Paul, can you put a pillow under Dave’s ass, I want his cock at a better angle so I can really get him deep inside me?”
Paul manoeuvred a pillow until it was to his mother’s satisfaction at which time she started to move up and down on my erection, slowly and seductively. I had a glorious view of my cock sliding deep in and out of her. She would pull up so that only the top of my purple knob was still inside her then slowly sit back down until my whole length was inside her. Apart from the feeling this gave me I was enraptured by the sight of her pussy lips sucking and sliding over the sides of my cock, which was slick with her thick white juice.
She continued doing this slowly and gently and I could feel myself start to build up an orgasm. My nipples tickled, my balls tightened, my ass-hole was squirming with delight. I could feel a flush spread from my brow, down my face and chest, and down towards my groin where my cock was twitching with exquisite desire.
Jean was watching me intensely staring at my face and at the pleasure reflected there and as she felt me start to cum she increased the frequency of her thrusts and said “don’t hold back, I want to feel your spunk spurt inside my pussy and slap against the back of my womb.”
That was enough to make me explode and so thrusting myself up and into her we moved from her fucking me to me fucking her. I thrust as fast and as deep as I could and my orgasm engulfed not just me but Jean too and as I gushed into her she screamed into her own orgasm.
When we had subsided and were back on planet earth we both looked over at Paul. He was standing open mouthed with a look of amazement on his face. “Are you OK Paul?”
Jean looked down at Paul’s engorged cock “Oh, it looks like you need some relief too,” she said “are you up to helping him out Dave?”
Before I could reply Paul said “can you do it for me mom? I think that would be OK and I’d really like you to.”
Jean smiled and laughed lightly “of course I can darling, come over here and I’ll kiss it better just like I always did when you were a little boy. Mind you, I wouldn’t call you little any more. No, your certainly not little in any way at all!”
There isn’t much to tell after that. Jean took Paul’s cock in her hand and having first stroked it two or three times she took it deep into her mouth where, in no time at all, Paul shot a load of his hot cum down her throat.
I was beginning to find this holiday a little less boring and I was determined that I was going to have my turn wearing the leather corset very soon.
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