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And it was truly a teaching experience. By virtue of her career experience, Colette’s sexual acumen was vast. In the fast-living environment of the airline industry, she had slept with numerous pilots and stewardesses, particularly when she and the other girls were young and new in the business, forced to share hotel rooms when they worked their way up the pay scale.
Though Abby had been a sophomore in college when she spent that weekend with her sorority sister Gabbi Holman she chose not to pursue it further with Gabby because the girl proved to be so lesbianistic. But it was a learning experience, getting over the repugnance of putting her mouth on another female’s vagina. She had at first been repulsed by the idea of Gabbi licking her anus until the hundreds of nerve endings in her bottom had been activated by the girl’s tongue. So when Colette had Abby sat on the edge of the mattress and Colette coaxed her to open her legs so she could plant her mouth on her compliant friend’s vulva, Abby exulted in feasting on forbidden fruit.
Her body had already been supercharged by the incredible actions of her son’s mysteriously adept sexual performance that had transported her from being a fantasizing mother to an actor on the stage of active libidinous obsession. Never before had she experienced such a heightened string of climactic episodes. Her body had been so alive when Colette walked into the kitchen that she felt like she had to slam on the brakes to keep her from pouncing on her magnetic hostess.
Then when Colette told her she had found the bag of panties on the table and heard the orgiastic shrieks coming from the bedroom she went into a confused self-righteous funk. Having surrendered so completely to her son’s unfathomable scandalous seduction, she pictured him being instructed by the naked Colette in the extreme ways he was visiting on her own erogenous zones. She imagined she was Colette, slobbering over Arthur’s immense endowment then being wedged open and reamed by him in wild penetrations. In a way it as if she were she was a spirit hovering over the stewardess and her son, watching their decadence, only realizing it was she who experience the extent of his fullness and the titillation of her own erotic sensibilities which could no longer be denied thinking, this is really happening to ME.
Now as Colette’s mouth covered Abby’s sex and her tongue parted the convergence of her labia she felt the marvelous lingual organ skating in her moistened, slippery groove. Strange, she thought Arthur doing this very thing just hours ago and it was so exciting. But his tongue was nowhere near as delicate as was Colette’s. Nor did he seem to move it as purposefully she did hers. She’s a woman though and understands her own physiology thus mine. But, but... and as Colette’s pinkie began titillating the puckers of her anus she thought and she does it all so smoothly.
She thought about how sex had progressed with Corey after the new excitement of learning about sex together. She never found another woman to talk with confidentially but had read books and articles about the tendency of men to not be aware of how to excite all the places of excitement in women’s bodies. Arthur’s cunnilingual technique was lightyears ahead of Corey’s.
Corey accommodates me while Arthur did a skillful job of it, “Oh SHIT,” but the way Colette just pushed back the sheath of my clitoris is AMAZING. Maybe if I had spent time with him at a younger age teaching about a woman’s body and female needs, he would be even better than what he showed me this morning.
She felt Colette’s middle finger slide inside her vagina, finger-fucking her pleasurably a few times before pressing hard about an inch on the other side of her pubis and making her shudder as she felt a surge of ejaculate flooding her tunnel, then pulling her finger out, pressing where her pinkie had been tickling her anus, expanding the orifice, and sliding inside her ass. “OH,” she said in surprised pleasure. She taught Arthur to do that.
In the throes of her pleasure, any jealousy or resentment she might have felt about Colette eased into respect. Yes, I should have done that for Arthur. Then she felt Colette’s finger moving inside her ass while through her anal wall keeping pressure with her fingertip on her G-spot. I have to teach these things to Corey. He has to learn how important these feelings are to me.
Taking her mouth off Abby’s pussy Colette rose from her knees and sat beside her on the mattress. “Ever think you would be kissing the lips of a woman whose mouth was on your pussy?” she asked.
Breathing in the scent of her own pussy and tasting it on Colette’s lips when they kissed caused her to remember how wickedly excited she felt the first time she did it with her sorority sister. She would tell Colette about that experience and hope that Colette would share some of her own experiences as well. Now that she had broadened her sexual bonds with her own son and was doing it with his lover she wanted to broaden her own experience without upsetting the balance of her marriage.
Another idea flashed in her mind about the possibility of sharing such adventures with her husband Corey. I’m kidding myself though. Nothing like this will happen when I return home.
“What do you think about going down on me sweetie,” Colette said.
Her heart surged then felt like it had dropped into her stomach. “I ... I want to,” she responded, lifting her bottom off the bed then dropping to kneel between Colette’s spread feet.
As she placed her hands on Colette’s knees she opened them to accommodate the once and future cunnilguist. Abby’s eyes followed the smooth skin of the woman’s perfect thighs to the cleft in her groin. No HAIR, she marveled.
Having noticed Abby’s look of surprise Colette with a sly smile said, “When one plays with young men one has to show them she is current. It can be a pain to keep it waxed and smooth but I’ve grown to like it.”
Abby couldn’t take her eyes away. She remembered looking that way until she was around the age of thirteen. Colette’s lips were as moderate and beautiful as she would have suspected.
“Just press on my lips sweetie and do what I did to yours.”
Abby remembered what Gabbi Holman had done and how she responded in kind. She wondered what Colette would think of it if she knew and thought thinking what happened so long ago is silly? Having been so thrilled with Arthur’s cunnilingual skills she simply chalked up another attagirl for the way Colette had taught him.
She didn’t know what time it was when she awoke but felt like she was floating on a cloud. She remembered thinking whenever she had heard of lesbian women cohabitating or females involved in bisexual behavior how perverted that is. But she now understood how beautiful it could be with the right partner.
Colette was sleeping behind her, spooned into her back and knees, her soft right arm between her own arm and body, her hand resting on her breast. The feeling of Colette’s breasts on her back was a softness she never realized could be so comforting. Spooning she thought though I’ve always loved doing it with Corey what a difference there is between Colette’s soft female skin and Corey’s rough, hairy body.
She thought it was just a sleep reaction when the hand on her breast gave a quick, gentle squeeze. She jerked in welcomed surprise when Colette gave a kittenish sigh as she said, “You’re a dream to be with this way Abby ... oh I didn’t mean to disturb you.”
“No, I was just thinking the same way.” With a low chuckle, she went on, “Had somebody ever suggested that I would be doing this when I left for England I would have probably come unglued. I can see why Arthur is so enthralled by you.”
“And I him,” Colette responded with a sensual caress of Abby’s breast. “We haven’t much time before Arthur gets back from the Uni. I know that he will want to spend time alone with you before we go out this evening. You will probably want to take a shower before he gets here.”
Thinking for a bit Abby said, “All of this happening to me is unfamiliar territory Colette and it’s at odds with the way I have conducted myself all of my life. But I want it to continue for at least as long I am here. The Thanksgiving Dinner you promised to make for me and Arthur’s friends?”
“Yes,” Colette said, “I need to talk with you about that. I know nothing of how to do it and need your input about how I should go about it.”
Abby laughed. “That’s just it. I’m here to escape something as intense as a Thanksgiving Dinner. Frankly, I’m wild about the fact that I don’t have to do it this year at home. And if you do it here I will need to give you more help than I would care to do. To be honest, Colette, since you called me I have been fantasizing about knowing my son sexually. Truthfully, I was fearful that my jealousy and resentment of you spending so much time with him might get in the way of my being comfortable here. To my surprise and delight though last night was something I could only have dreamed about. You put it together Colette. You allowed it to happen and I thank you for that sincerely.”
Reaching back, Abby’s hand found the parting of Colette’s legs, her fingers skating in the slippery groove. “And THIS, I can’t believe how delicious this is, not just your pussy but the whole adventure of our naked bodies. Can we just forget about Thanksgiving and fuck our brains out?”
“Oh Abby,” Colette said, “This just proves how right I was to sit beside Arthur when I got on the plane that evening. So we’ll just have to figure out how we are going to spend our time together over the next week. I have to do a turnaround tonight. Which will give you and Arthur some intense time together. I have the day off on Wednesday and Thursday, your Thanksgiving is the slowest flying day of the year so I’ll have no problem getting a sub for me. So on Wednesday well drive out to my cottage in the Cotswold’s ... you’ll love it there and we’ll spend a couple of days in the village.”
“That makes me feel so much better Colette. Now that my hang-ups about you have been resolved I think you should get some of the sleep we robbed you of last night. I’ll just go into the other room and wait in bed for Arthur the way I am.”
“No shower?”
“Nope. I won’t say anything about what you and I have done. But I want him to smell you on me. Is that creepy?’
“Not by my standards,” Colette said with a wry chuckle. “Believe me though your wunderkind will figure it out. Tata love and enjoy yourself.”
When Arthur came into the flat he was surprised that no one was there to greet him. Quietly opening the guest bedroom door he saw his mother lying on her side sleeping peacefully.
Good, she needs the sleep. She’ll be wired tonight with the time change. Stealing to Colette’s bedroom door he opened it and peeked in. And she’ll be flying early in the morning. He-he they’ll both enjoy being with the lads at Spike’s tonight. “Whew,” he suddenly realized the scent of sex. Jesus he thought could that be from Colette and ... NO WAY. I must be smelling through my cock.
He smoothed peanut butter on a slice of bread and poured himself a glass of milk. As he ate his snack he thought of last night with his mother and shook his head as he thought I’m either the smartest son in the world or the luckiest.
He remembered how persistent he had been when he was in his early teens by leaving his bedroom door ajar in hopes of his mother seeing him masturbate while lying on his bed. He knew that his endowment was much more than his peers and thought it would surprise his mother if she could see him with an erection ... and she did. Not once, but repeatedly each time through the crack in the door.
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