3 comments/ 37353 views/ 2 favorites Home Schooling By: Johnny Largo "You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin', I'm gonna send you back to schoolin'. . ." Led Zeppelin, "Whole Lotta Love" Mary straddled Jacque's head, and glued her own pussy's ample lips to the young woman's mouth. "Run your tongue inside. Deep," she ordered the sweating 18-year-old. She pulled Jacque's legs back and spread them so the girl would be wide open to Jim's assault on the sweet pussy snuggled between their niece's thighs. Jim grasped his cock, slick from visits to Jacque's mouth, rubbed the head along the slit to part the deep blond pubic hair. He teased her pearl with it, and then wedged its tip into the slowly yielding opening. Jacque's saliva mixed with juices seeping from her channel, and he worked his cock in with little back-and-forth thrusts, a meaty burglar breaking into her tight pussy. She was tight as hell, but her young cunt burned with a desire stoked by heat on her very red and sore fanny. "Well, Jacque dear," he said, almost conversationally. "We warned you and warned you to straighten out, move out, or take the consequences. We'll go into details later, but let me sum up the consequences: You misbehaved; you're being punished. You've been a defiant brat; we'll teach obedience. You refused to get a job; you'll work for us. "And since you decided not to go to college, we're going to school you right here at home. Science and math, literature and social studies--and some hands-on tutoring to satisfy your new obsession with sex," Jim said and pressed the last point home against her painfully unyielding hymen. They had taken Jacque in after Jim's brother died and his sister drank herself into oblivion, giving her a solid home in upper-middle-class suburbs. The first dozen years had been wonderful, unmarred even by typical teen outbursts. Then she turned 18, and it all went to hell in a hurry. Within weeks after high school graduation, Jacque the good girl mysteriously morphed into a raging, foul-mouthed bitch, her bouts of sulking interrupted only by screaming, door-slamming furies. Inexplicably, outrageously rebellious, she left history trails of porn on her computer, the stench of spilled beer on her carpet and snuffed-out doobies in her car's ashtray. They tried grounding her; she slammed out the door. They set curfews; she broke them. They yanked her phone; she got a mobile. They took her computer; she used a friend's. They took her car; she peeled out in Jim's. At each encounter, she simply grew more sullen or screamed louder. Each time, each one warned her that they believed in progressive discipline, and that they would really up the ante if she didn't shape up or ship out. She simply blew them off. She swore she wouldn't go to college, shrugging off full-ride scholarships. And she sure as hell wouldn't schlep burgers to rent some dump. 'Fuck that,' she thought. 'I've been Miss Goody Two Shoes too long, and I've got some fun coming.' That's basically what she told the psychiatrist they made her see. "Don't look for any deep psychological trauma or big-fucking-deal disorder. I'm fed up with being the good little girl and doing nothing but homework. It's my turn to party. I'll drink. I'll blow dope. I'll go to raves and rub my ass all over guys. And if I want to screw some dude, I'll screw him," she blurted to end her single short visit with the shrink. "So deal with it," she snapped at Jim and Mary, convinced they were bluffing. Just rarely, she felt a little twinge that something might go amiss. For instance, a friend's dad hinted there was more to Jim and Mary than she knew about. "They have another side to them, that's all," he said, clamming up when pressed for details. She never saw them throw a cocktail party. Yet some mornings she could sense that something was different, that they seemed tired and hung over, but quietly content. Then there was the mysteriously off-limits addition on the north side of the house, its single, steel door guarded by a touchpad combination lock. But, she reasoned, it wasn't really sinister, just unusual. "Uncle Jim's a science nerd," she explained to friends. "He has a lab with dangerous chemicals, and some of his government contracts are top secret. Anyway, that's what Aunt Mary told me." And what about Aunt Mary? She was to all appearances a lit professor who wore sensible suits and went to book clubs where people actually read books. She always seemed so calm and sweet, but a few times Jacque had seen her totally blister people with acidic tongue-lashings—usually someone who had done something really stupid. In spite of the signals, Jacque always circled back to the same conclusion: 'They're softies, and I'll damn well do as I please. 'Besides,' she asked herself, 'what can they do about it? Spank me?' She giggled at that absurd notion. So she ignored their latest warning, and tonight she'd slipped through her bedroom window to see a 32-year-old man she met online. As she clambered back into the darkened room, her nipples still tingled from Rod's touch; her pussy ached with pleasure where he had fingered her. She had used her hands on his cock and balls, excitedly sucked him off. They hadn't quite fucked yet, but he had promised to bring rubbers next time and teach her how to ride his cock. It looked huge, but she promised herself she would squeeze it in. Jacque shut the window behind her, gloating over her escape, on being 'way too cool for them. They flicked on the lights, froze her in place. Her clothes were wrinkled, hair mussed, lipstick smeared, eyes wide and jaw dropped. "So, did you fuck him?" Mary demanded. Jacque had never seen such a look on Mary's face or even heard her say "fuck," but recovered enough to be a smart ass. "None of your fucking business," she yelled. "Wrong answer," Jim grunted. He folded Jacque at the waist and pinned her facedown on the bed, feet on the floor, ass presented. Mary lifted the girl's short, tight skirt, startled to expose only naked cheeks, with Jacque's bare pussy peeking out below. "Where are your panties?" "None of your fucking business," Jacque yelled into the bedspread, although much less sure of herself than she had been just seconds ago. Ka-wham! Mary swung a hard, open-palmed right across both the girl's bared cheeks, and followed up with a dozen more. Jacque squalled, wriggling fruitlessly against her uncle's iron grip. She was sniffling when Mary stopped. She was also feeling something besides pain, something that surprised her. She felt warmth and moisture inside her pussy, like when Rod finger-fucked her. "Start over. Where are your panties?" "Rod. Rod kept them. He said he liked them 'cause they smell like, uh, like me." She was mad as hell but felt like she'd better cooperate for now. "You mean, 'Because they smell like pussy,'" Mary corrected her. A shocked Jacque mumbled assent. "And my original question: Did you fuck him?" "No, no, no. No, we didn't fuck. Not really," Jacque protested. "And what, 'really,' did you do, then?" The question came from Jim. Jacque suffered four more hard swats before she would answer. "My boobs. He petted them a little, that's all," she lied. Smack! "Now the rest. What else did he do with your titties?" That was Mary. Smack! Smack! Ker-schmaaack! That last one, from Jim's big hand, ripped a yelp from Jacque. He was much stronger than Mary and it hurt like hell. . He issued instructions: "We want details--and skip the euphemisms. The words you're looking for are 'fuck,' 'pussy,' 'cunt,' 'cock,' 'tit.' Get it?" She answered quickly. "He kissed my boobies--tits, I mean," she corrected when he raised his hand. "And he sucked my nipples. He teased me 'cause they got real hard, and then he pinched them and squeezed my boobs--tits--hard enough to hurt, but it felt good, too. Then he kissed and sucked them some more. That's it. Really! Please don't spank me any more." She was finally pleading. Ker-schmaaack! But just twice; pleading helped. "Okay, so what did you do? You didn't lose your thong having a Coke at the drive-in. What did he do between your legs?" Mary again. She swung a palm low across the cheeks to sting the pouting organ there. "His hand. 'Petting the bunny' he called it. And his finger. He rubbed me down there with his finger," Jacque blubbered. "In my pussy, in my pussy," she squalled when Jim's hard palm reminded her about euphemisms. She was leaving out big-picture items like the blowjob. "So he finger-fucked you. How?" Jim's hand was poised but Jacque answered fast. With details. "He rubbed it. He dipped into my hole to get his finger slick, then he rubbed my clit. Up and down, in circles, back and forth. Sometimes he'd pull the full length of his finger up along it, real light. I'm sorry, but it felt so good I didn't want him to stop," she admitted. "You came? Had orgasms?" asked Jim, hand still poised. "Yes," she hurried to prevent the sting. "I came when he rubbed my clit. Three or four times. It was crazy. I'd played a little with other guys before, but never like that. It just felt so good. So good. I'm sorry. I've been bad, but I'll be good now. Promise," she sobbed. "Oh, you're going to be very good, for sure. Now, have you told us everything?" Mary asked. "Yes, yes. That's it. He played with my tits and pussy. He played with my clit. He made me come. That's all. We didn't fuck. Really, we didn't," she said, hoping to shift the questions away from hand jobs and blowjobs. "What did you do for him?" Jim again. Embers from earlier spankings still warmed her cheeks; she didn't risk another smack. "Okay, okay! I sucked him off. I played with his dick and his balls and he got really stiff. It was pointing straight up, with some wet stuff on the end. I stroked it like he told me, and coddled his balls, and was jacking him off like we'd done before. Then, then, then…" Her voice trailed off. Ker-shmaaack! Then twice more for encouragement. "Then what?" She blurted it all out, and once started couldn't stop. "He put his hand behind my neck and bent me down, 'til my mouth was at the tip. He said, 'First, lick it all around the head then suck it.' I kind of hesitated, but he pushed my head down further and told me again. So I licked him, his cock, I mean. And I liked it. I licked it some more, all around, and he sort of groaned and petted my head," she continued her confession. "He said I was doing really good, and to take it into my mouth. It stretched my jaws, but it tasted good and felt good and all of a sudden I really wanted to do it. I knew when I did it right because he'd twitch and moan. He said I was getting real good real fast, that I'm a natural-born cock-sucker. "I sucked it in really deep, and moved my head up and down and used my tongue. He'd say 'faster,' and I'd suck faster. And he'd tell me to slow down and suck it in deep. I did that, too. I did everything he wanted. "I felt him get extra, extra hard, and he said 'Don't stop, don't stop. Keep it in and suck it hard, 'cause I'm going to come in your mouth.' I wanted to do it. I wanted to feel his stuff in my throat. I could tell he was coming so I sucked hard. I sucked it all out of him and kept sucking even after he got off. He almost screamed," she said proudly. She'd gotten so wrapped up in her story that she backslid into her old insolent self. "I liked sucking him off. And I'll fuck him, too, next time I see him," she added defiantly. That drew a particularly fiery spanking from Mary, who updated Jacque on recent developments when the girl quit squirming. "We hired some rather large, uh, gentlemen who as we speak are convincing Rod that seeing you is bad for his health. So you're not going to fuck Rod, or ever give him another blowjob. But you're damned well going to suck off your Uncle Jim and lick my crack until I come in your face, and we're both going to fuck your brains out," she coldly informed a disbelieving Jacque. "Your ass belongs to us, kid. We're going to commit our full summer to your education, and add a fall semester if necessary. You're going to work for room and board. You're going through our very own obedience school--and we're going to more than satisfy your curiosity about sex. "You've fucked with us. Now we're going to fuck with you." Mary was angry, but her voice was calm. By this time, Jacque believed every word. "Stand her up," Mary told Jim. She yanked Jacque's skirt off, jerked the wrinkled and sweaty blouse away, ripped the bra free. Jacque's swollen breasts popped loose, her nipples puckered out. She could see her ass glowing red in her closet mirror. Somehow it was kind of exciting. Jim slipped a hand between his niece's naked legs. "Wet. I would have bet on it." He prodded her anus, then tickled her clit. "What are you doing?" Jacque gasped. "You can't do that!" "Can and will. We're going to do lots of things we've never done before, and make you like them. Although 'make' may not be necessary. You're already dripping like a bitch in heat," Mary observed. Mary undressed, carefully folding her sensible suit and cotton blouse. Her jet-black hair grazed large, swaying breasts and big brown nipples. Below them a barely rounded belly and a womanly ass topped shapely legs. Jacque appreciated for the first time that her aunt, even in her early 40s, was a strikingly handsome woman. She couldn't pull her eyes from Mary's thick, black bush, a jungle Jacque had an unbidden urge to explore. Mary took over, hands roaming Jacque's willowy body. She rubbed her soft breasts against Jacque's smaller, firmer mounds. She brushed her pubic hair against Jacque's thigh, Jacque's blond tangle against her own. She smoothed a hand along the girls' sore behind, bringing some relief. Then Mary forced her tongue deep inside Jacque's mouth. "Umm, you still taste a bit like guy come," Mary said, and probed again. "Jim's going to give you another load to swallow, and you're going to be sucking juice out my snatch, too, my dear little slut." Unwillingly entranced, Jacque watched Uncle Jim shed his clothing. She knew he went to a gym and ran a lot; she hadn't realized he was really buff. When he dropped his shorts, a very long, thick and extremely hard cock waved in front of six-pack abs. She'd thought Rod's thing was big. She gulped at the thought of how this dick would stretch her pussy and plow deeper than anything she'd ever thought of. "Kneel," Mary said, and forced her face-level to that twitching cock. "Now do him. Like you did Rod." Jacque marveled at its weight and bulk, how the veins popped out, how it bent slightly to one side, even taking in details like flecks of white in Jim's black pubic hair. To her surprise, her own sex ached with longing as she admired the purplish head and thick crown. Mary pressed Jacque's head toward it. "Lick him. Right here," she pointed to the frenulum. "Like this," and she fluttered a tongue in Jacque's ear. Jacque fluttered her tongue, too. Somehow, she understood that although she wasn't in charge, the whole scene was about her, their desire for her, their love for her. It was oddly comforting, oddly confusing. Jim moaned. Like Rod had. 'I am a natural,' Jacque thought. 'I actually am good at this.' And she was. Mary coached, whispering instructions. Jacque sucked one ball, then the other; she nibbled along the length of the cock, like an ear of corn. She sucked the head, grasped the base and took it in to the back of her throat. Her tongue flickered around the crown, at the tiny opening, and wrapped in smooth curves around the head. Mary's nipples lit tiny fires on Jacque's back, her hands stroked the girl's breasts, wandered down to pet that little bunny. Jacque got hotter, sucked harder. She felt Jim's big cock swell even more. "Take his come. All of it. Suck it out of him," Mary egged her on, her hand palming Jacque's puss. Jim's shuddered and groaned and spewed. Jacque sucked it out. Like with Rod. She kept sucking hard after he shot it off, prolonging and intensifying his huge orgasm. She was sure Jim almost screamed. Semen trickled from her mouth as his dick slid off her tongue. "Very good," he said huskily. "We'll do that again soon, right before I crack your sweet cunt wide open. But right now, that red on your ass has faded. You need a second treatment." Mary whipped the bedspread and blankets back, revealing jet-black satin sheets. Jacque had never seen them before, but instinctively knew they'd chosen them because her creamy skin and long yellow hair would contrast so nicely against the sheets' sleek darkness. Something else she'd never seen before: wrist and ankle cuffs, with long, red, leather straps that looked very strong. A black leather strap lay coiled ominously on the pillow. Jim and Mary had obviously gone to work as soon as she slipped out for her nocturnal tryst. "On the bed," Jim told her. "Face down." Jim straddled Jacque's legs, pinning them. Mary straddled her back. "Now?" Mary grinned. "Now," he smiled back. Hands blazed new trails across the hills of Jacque's tight teen ass, Mary and Jim alternating blows. This spanking lasted longer and they both slapped harder than any time before, painting her backside a deep, deep red from her lower thighs to her lower back, working down the sides as well. Jacque shuddered and jerked and blubbered and pleaded and screamed and begged—and rubbed her pussy and tits as hard as she could against the satin. Satisfied, they took a breather. Mary again soothed the girl's ravaged bottom, petting it, comforting it with the softness of her yielding breasts. She straddled the crying girl and brushed her cunt gently against the blazing hot cheeks. Jacque's wailing drifted off into sobs, then sniffles. That was enough for Jim. "Let's flip her. There's some stuff I know you want to do, and I'm damned ready to pop that cherry." Mary stretched Jacque's arms up straight alongside the teen's head and cuffed them to the headboard. Jim cuffed her ankles and ran the straps to ceiling hooks. 'Where in hell did those come from?' a bewildered Jacque briefly wondered, as Jim tugged her legs widely apart and at maybe 45 degrees off the bed. Her exposed cunt dripped its lubricants, its tender flesh was swollen, flushed with hot blood. "Do your thing," Jim nodded to his wife. He settled between Jacque's legs for a ringside view. Mary uncoiled the leather strap in front of Jacque's frightened eyes, kneeled astride the girl's face and trailed the tip along the very vulnerable pussy. Jacque flinched. "Please, Aunt Mary. Please don't use that. Your hands were plenty. I'm punished enough. I'll do everything you want. Never cuss at you again, or do anything without permission. I'll get a job this summer. I'll go to school. I'll never even talk to a guy without asking. Really, please. I'll be good. I promise, promise, promise." Swaack! "Too late for that," Mary snapped. The strap wrapped around Jacque's bared inner thigh, just missing her cunt. She yowled and jerked against the straps. Swaack! Mary backhanded the strap along the other inner thigh. She worked her way slowly, methodically, toward the knees, laying welts a couple of inches apart. Jacque's gaze fixed on her aunt's sex, hovering above her face. Its lips parted as Mary swung the strap from side to side; they were bright red, fading to a warm pink and a deep, glistening mystery within. Again, Jacque felt an unbidden urge to touch that shimmering flesh, to taste that sweet moisture as she lost herself in the reverie of punishment. Mary paused when she reached Jacque's upper thighs. "I learned about tender inner thighs from 'The Story of O'," she told Jacque, who only vaguely heard her. "Our book club didn't exactly linger on Shakespeare, you see. There were others, like the 'Gor' series and some Victorian-era novels about bondage and punishment and forced orgasms. Very inspirational," Mary said, brushing her sex lightly across the girl's lips, then retreating before Jacque could react. Home Schooling I married a woman with three teenaged girls. My wife, Donna, is short, about 5 feet nothing with red hair and blue eyes. She's not the most beautiful woman in the world, but she's not bad to look at either. At forty-one she's starting to put on a little weight, but that's to be expected after four kids. We had another girl together in our first year of marriage. Sierra is five years old and cute as a button now. Donna's other kids have grown up over the five years. The other kids are Michelle, Ashley, and Karen. Michelle is the youngest at fifteen, Ashley's eighteen, and Karen's twenty. Karen is married and pregnant. In fact she is due sometime this week. She married a black guy named Joe. She always had a thing for black guys. The movie stars she liked were Wesley Snipes and Will Smith. Karen stands a little over five feet tall, long brown hair, and blue eyes. It's a good thing Karen liked black guys, because she has an ass that black guys love, a real bubble butt. It's not that she's fat, she just had a black woman's ass. The other thing about Karen that everyone likes, black or white, is her huge tits. Now that she's pregnant she is over a double d bra size. Before Karen got married, she didn't date very much and insisted that she was going to stay a virgin until she finished college. When she went to college things changed. She came to me instead of her mother and told me that guys kept trying to get her into bed. As I said she thought she wanted to be a virgin until school was done, so she didn't know much as far as sex was concerned. "So what do you want me to do?" I asked. "Well." She started, her face turning a bright red. "I thought that since we aren't really related that maybe you could teach me." "Teach you what?" I asked. "Teach me about sex!" She said. "All the guys at school have had sex before and I haven't. I'm afraid I'll mess up and they won't like me." "First of all, if they get you in bed they won't complain." I told her. "But if they didn't like you because of your inexperience then you don't want to be with them anyway because they just want to get laid and don't care about you at all." "I don't want to screw up though!" She said, crying now. "I'm scared I'll hurt them! Honestly, I'm just scared about all of it." "Tell you what." I said. "You talk to your Mother about what you want to do and if she says its all right with her we'll go from there." I figured that even if Karen got up the courage to ask her Mom that Donna would say not just no, but hell no! I was wrong! Donna and I were in bed that night and she called for Karen. I looked at my wife shocked. "Well, I'd rather have her learn from us than from some young jerk that will treat her like shit and hurt her." She said. Karen walked into the room in her pajamas and stood by the bed. "Now you get out of bed and treat her like you would if you were getting ready to get her into bed." Donna said. "Treat her like you did me our first time together." "Well in that case I have to take her to the movies." I said. "And she has to give me a blow job while I'm driving her home." "Very funny asshole!" She said. "Well that's what happened!" I laughed. "You know exactly what I'm talking about!" She laughed pushing me out of bed. I sat up on the edge of the bed and put my arms around Karen pulling her close to me. It felt extremely awkward trying to get a sexual urge for the girl I'd watch grow up over the past few years. I stood up and kissed her, but it wasn't very passionate. It was just a quick peck on the lips. "Kiss her like you mean it." Donna urged. "Not like she's my daughter!" Karen took control herself and planted a big one on me. I felt her lips push against mine. They were surprisingly soft and sensuous. Then her tongue darted out and into my mouth searching for my tongue. I felt her hands move behind my head and hold me tight. This girl could kiss. She finally broke the kiss and I sat on the edge of the bed. She kissed me again and pushed me back on the bed. She ended up beside me and I rolled so that I was on my side and she was on her back. I leaned over her and started kissing her neck. I could feel her chest against mine, her nipples starting to harden against me. I heard a moan as I was kissing her neck. I looked up and saw that her eyes were shut and her head was pushing into the pillow. I undid the top button of her top and started kissing her shoulders and the rest of the revealed skin. I moved to the second button and could start to see some of her chest. I continued kissing all of the skin I revealed with each button. With the third button I could see the valley between her tits. I kissed between them and continued to remove buttons without opening her shirt all the way down to the last button and her belly. I kissed her belly and started to push back the edges of her shirt as I made my way back up to her huge tits. When I saw her naked chest and her hard nipples I could not resist them any longer. I took my tongue and licked across one nipple and then the other before I took a nipple between my fingers and started to flick the other with my tongue. I gave her nipple a tiny nibble before I changed to the other. I took both tits in my hands and pushed them together so that I could have both of them in my mouth at the same time. I continued to flick them with my tongue and lightly bite them until I felt a hand rubbing my now erect member. I slid down her body with my tongue leaving a trail down to her pajama bottoms. I started pulling her bottoms down and kissing her skin as I slowly moved them down. I could smell her perfumed scent through her panties as I sat up and pulled her bottoms off. I then kissed her leg back up until I reached her panties again. I planted a kiss right on her pussy through her panties and felt her shudder. Then I began to pull her panties down, kissing as each inch was revealed. I stopped when I got to where I should have reached some hair only to discover that there wasn't any. I pulled her panties off completely and revealed a completely shaved, virgin pussy. I nearly came in my pants as I took my first taste of her pussy. I started at the bottom and licked my way up her slit to her clit. When I touched her clit with my tongue her thighs clamped around my head as she had her first orgasm and flooded my chin with her juices. I tried to lap it all up, but the more I licked the more she came. I had forgotten about Donna until I heard her say. "Ok that's enough of that!" She pulled me from between her daughter's legs and rolled me over. Donna ripped my pants off and plunged herself down on my cock. She had obviously been pleasuring herself while she watched Karen and I, because her pussy was just as wet as Karen's. She rode me hard and fast and came in just a few seconds. Donna was one of the few women I had ever met that could come faster than a guy. When she had her orgasm she hopped off me before I had a chance to reach mine. "Ok Karen!" Donna said breathlessly. "Get up here and suck his dick!" "But Mom!" She protested. "It was just inside you!" "Either do it now or get out!" Donna shouted. Karen moved between my thighs and took my cock in her hand. She pulled it toward her and then took it in her mouth. I felt her tongue moving around the head inside her mouth. She just started to bob up and down with only the head in her mouth and very tiny movements. "Not like that!" Donna said. Then Donna pulled her off of me and took me in her mouth. Now Donna is a very gifted woman when it comes to blow jobs, she's the best I ever had. Donna took me in and started bobbing up and down going deeper with each time down until she had all of me in her mouth. I'd like to tell you I have an eight inch cock, but in truth its only six and a half inches, but part of it was still in her throat. Donna did not have a gag reflex and knew I loved it when she did this. Donna took me out of her mouth and told Karen. "That's how you do it!" Karen took her Mom's place again and started to imitate her. Ever so slowly Karen got more of me in her mouth. I was getting closer and closer to orgasm as she got more and more of me on her mouth. Finally she got me all the way in just like her mother. She held me deep in her mouth for a few seconds and then began bobbing again all the way out and all the way in. "I'm going to come!" I told her. She started to take me out of her mouth, but Donna pushed her back down again just as I shot my load deep in her mouth and throat. Donna let her back up only after she swallowed everything. "That's how you do it baby!" Donna said. "I'm so proud of you!" Karen sat up and Donna kissed her. She pulled back for a second, looked at her daughter and then kissed her hard pushing her on her back. I had never seen two women together before. Seeing Mother and daughter together was extremely exciting. I watched their chests mashed together, nipples hardened and pressing into each other. They were kissing as if they couldn't get enough of each other. Their hands were roaming, exploring one another's bodies. They were both moaning as they continued kissing and fondling each other. Donna's finger found Karen's pussy and slipped inside. "Oh Mommy!" Karen moaned. Karen began writhing under her mother as she slid a finger in and out of her daughter's pussy. Their lips were still locked together as Karen started bucking uncontrollably under her Mom. Finally, Donna broke the kiss and to my surprise turned around to straddle Karen's face and bury her own between her daughter's legs. I never knew my wife to be interested in that sort of thing, but she began eating her daughter's pussy like a pro. In a matter of seconds she had Karen bucking and screaming in the throes of an enormous orgasm. Karen tried to accommodate her Mom, but she had no control over her own body from what her mother was doing to her. She just buried her face in my wife's pussy and screamed as she reached orgasm after orgasm, or an extremely long orgasm. I guess that was all her Mom needed though because she began moaning and bucking her pussy against Karen's face. They were both coming at the same time. They finally relaxed and Donna rolled off of Karen. Both ladies were lying on their backs with their chests heaving from being out of breath. Donna looked over at me and said. "She's ready now! Fuck my baby!" I climbed on top of Karen and asked. "Are you ready for this?" "Oh yeah! Fuck me!" She hissed. I grabbed my cock and guided it toward her pussy. I could feel her heat before I even got close to her. When I finally touched my cock to her pussy it was so hot it almost burned. I rubbed the head up and down her slit several times until she screamed at me. "Would you please just stick that thing in me and stop fucking around?" I began to push inside her trying to control myself from just slamming inside her. I didn't want to hurt her when I burst her cherry, but I really wanted to fuck her. Just after I got the head in I felt the resistance of her hymen. "This is going to hurt a bit honey." I told her. "Just fuck me!" She yelled. I pulled back just a bit and then slammed forward, burying myself completely inside her. "Oh fuck!" She cried. "That hurt!" "It won't hurt anymore." I promised her. "Just relax and tell me when your ready for more." "Ok." She said. "Just go slow. I'm ready." Slowly I pulled out of her, realizing just how tight her virgin pussy was. I started to ease back inside her and then slowly out again. I looked down to watch as I slid in and out of her. My cock was glistening with her wetness and there was a small amount of blood mixed in. I leaned down and bit her nipple as I started to increase the pace. Karen began to enjoy what was happening to her and began moving with me, thrusting her hips up as I thrust down. Donna moved over to us and kissed her daughter. "That's it baby! Just fuck him!" She said. "Make him come in your pussy!" "With the tightness of her pussy, I knew I wasn't going to last long. When she wrapped her legs around me and started fucking me like crazy, I knew I was losing it. As soon as I felt her come around my cock buried deep in her pussy it only took one more thrust and I started shooting my load deep inside of her. "Oh fuck me! I'm coming baby!" I yelled. I grabbed her ass and pulled myself as far inside her as I could go and shot spurt after spurt inside her. Finally, it ended and I collapsed on top of her. She grabbed hold of me and rolled me over, keeping me inside her and began to ride me. Her huge tits were bouncing up and down in front of my face, her hands were pushing on my chest for balance and she fucked me again. She never gave my cock a chance to shrink. It stayed hard as she rode me like a horse. In and out of her pussy I watched my cock go as she bounced up and down. She came again and after a few more minutes, I did too. This time she collapsed on top of me and I rolled her over. I began to move again inside of her. My wife pulled me out of her. "If you still have some more energy, then you need to fuck me!" Donna got on her knees and I got behind her. I started to tease her with my cock. She tried to force herself back on me, but I wouldn't let her. "If you want to get fucked, then you had better start cleaning out your daughter's pussy." Donna pulled Karen over and started licking her pussy. Watching my wife eating her daughters pussy was enough for me to start fucking my wife. I plunged inside her pussy and then pulled out. I did this a couple more times and then shocked my wife and plunged inside her ass. I buried myself to the balls with no warning. She tightened up for a split second, but then began humping back at me. We had only done this once before and her ass was almost as tight as Karen's pussy. I began fucking her ass and she was licking her daughter's pussy. Karen came first all over her Mom's face. I pulled out of her ass and slid back in her pussy just in time for her to come from fingering herself while I was fucking her ass. Feeling her come made me lose control and I came for the fourth time in a little over an hour. I had never had so many orgasms in a single night before, much less in an hour. All three of us were completely spent and collapsed on the bed. I was between my two ladies with breasts pressing against both sides of me. They both moved an arm across me and each other and we fell asleep in each other's arms. Before I fell asleep, I thought I heard someone walking down the hall away from the bedroom, but I was too tired to check. Find out what happens next in a later story. Was anyone in the hall? Had we been caught? Feedback will provide the answers you need. Home Schooling "I like the part where they introduced O," Jim said, catching Jacque's eye. "One guy jammed his fingers into both her holes at once, and they folded her over a hassock and took turns fucking her," he told Jacque. "She was cherry in the ass, so she really screamed when her boyfriend butt-fucked her. Maybe I'll fold you over a hassock when I split your asshole, like life imitating art." He prodded her anus, laughing when she flinched, and gave her back to Mary. Swaack! Jacque squawked as Mary strapped the white skin left unmarked on the trip up, swinging until both thighs flamed solidly red. Some welts would linger into morning. Jacque could not stop crying, nor could she stop the boiling deep in her belly or in her swollen cunt. Mary stung that opened pussy to finish, a dozen times with the tip of the strap, just hard enough to fuel the fire already built there. "Now," she told the sobbing girl, "you're ready for the next lesson." Mary stretched out on the teen full length, again forcing her tongue into Jacque's mouth, rubbing her body against the girl's, enjoying the youthful firmness, her young breasts, the furred mound.. She kissed along the neck, between the breasts, then the breasts themselves and then the nipples. Jacque moaned. Rod had been nothing like this. This was heaven. Mary lingered over the tender nipples, flicking them with her tongue, sucking them while kneading Jacque's breasts, occasionally nibbling the erect buttons. To Jacque, it was as if an electric line ran from her breasts to power sensations deep within her aching sex. Mary followed the line downward, slowly, smoothly working her way across the girl's taut belly, leaving trails of a new kind of fire wherever her lips touched heated skin. She brought soft hands, softer lips to those inner thighs, soothing away some of the pain she'd left there. She lingered above the pubis, still kissing gently, licking oh-so-lightly, alternating the previous pain with delicate pleasures, driving the girl wild with new sensations. She rubbed her cheek, softly, so softly, against the girl's public hair, then turned and kissed that sweet pussy full on. Jacque whimpered with pleasure as Mary probed her tongue into the virgin cunt the way she'd run it into Jacque's mouth. But this was different, even sweeter. The smoothness, the silky wetness, the practiced sips and sucks and licks along her labia, the tiny nibbles at the clit were like nothing Jacque had ever known. Jacque cried out with the exquisite pleasure of it, all the evening's sex and punishment and craziness roiling in her groin and boiling out in a long, pleasured wail that was purely animal. She strained against the straps to press her pussy more tightly to Mary's probing tongue, those grasping lips. She came and came again, moaning and sweating and thrusting, until a satisfied Mary lifted her head. "I've been watching you; you've been dying to dive into my muff since you first saw it. Now it's time," Mary told her. Facing the headboard, she straddled the girl's heaving body, parted her labia and lowered them to Jacque's waiting mouth. "Lick it," Mary told her. "First, from bottom to top, nice and wide and deep and slow. Lick it open and get it good and wet. Now, lick." Jacque licked, starting near Mary's anus and plowing a wide furrow, savoring the sweet flow, making trip after trip along that steaming crack. "Stick your tongue inside. Fuck me with it." Mary planted the entrance on Jacque's mouth. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me with it," she was almost chanting, squashing her cunt against the girl's eager lips as Jacque's tongue played the role of cock. Jacque alternated licking and tongue-fucking, then Mary brough her clit into full play. "Lick my clit, now. Like I did yours. And suck it. Like a little cock." Jacque did, and loved it all--the heat, the sweet juices, the total immersion in hot pussy and sweaty thighs. She felt Mary trembling, and sucked the woman's fat clit out from under its hood. Mary grabbed the girl's head and humped her face, arching in a huge orgasm that rolled into a second and a third as Jacque tongued the come out of her. Mary finally rolled off, leaving the girl limp and sweaty, her face smeared with Mary's juices. They let her rest, but for only few minutes. Then it was Jim again, straddling her upper body. He tickled his cock against her nipples, then placed the head at Jacque's lips. "Like you did before," he said. Jacque gladly licked the length of it, tongued around the corona. She took in the head, and he thrust with short little strokes against her lips and tongue. He repeatedly plunged in deeply, making her choke, and then pulled out enough that she could breathe. And he became very hard, and very ready for what came next. Jim unclipped Jacque's legs and knelt between them. Mary straddled her face. "I want to feel your scream in my cunt when he cracks your little twat wide open," she said. Jacque savored the sight of slick red pussy lips peeking out of the thick hair, longed to use her tongue and lips in that wonderful space again. She got her wish. Mary pasted her dripping sex to the teen's eager mouth. Jacque buried her tongue in the hole and jabbed it in and out, circled the opening and jabbed again. That's when Mary pulled Jacque's legs back and apart, spreading her wide open for her husband. "Enjoy," she whispered to him. Jim, his cock straining at Jacque's resistant hymen, slid his knees forward and grasped her waist. He nodded at Mary, who pressed her cunt harder against Jacque's mouth and gave up Jacque's virgin castle to Jim's assault. Jim tore through. In one long, screaming thrust he ripped the cherry out of the young woman's tight cunt, shredding it and burying his long cock to its base. "Wwwwooooooooolllhh," an unearthly howl started from somewhere near Jacque's womb and rolled out of her screaming throat and mouth to vibrate through Mary's cunt, the exact wail of pained pleasure that Mary had so very much wanted to feel echoing off those inner canyon walls while she gushed her flood into Jacque's panting mouth. Jacque's eyes crossed, closed; her toes cramped; her cunt was one hot, aching wound. Jim savored the moment, the spasms of her violated pussy on his cock's full length, the bright red flush across his niece's neck and breasts that betrayed her raw sexual awakening. Jacque hardly noticed when Jim propped her ankles on his shoulders, or when Mary pulled her seeping snatch from the girl's mouth and freed her wrists. Mary knelt beside her, where she could relish the sight of Jim's massive cock plowing that burning furrow. Jacque shuddered as Jim slowly withdrew all but the head, his dark brown eyes now holding her blue ones' gaze. "Look at me. Keep your eyes open and look at me," he commanded. Jacque whimpered as he took a long, deliberate trip back up her ravaged channel, but she held his gaze. They matched their rhythm like a slow dance, eyes locked, groins locked, while he worked her cunt with his throbbing cock. Her channel opened more with each thrust, exuded more juices to lubricate his passage, quivered now with as much pleasure as pain. She began to work her hips with his. He bent forward, bending her knees toward her breasts and raising her cunt for deep, deep fucking. Jacque moaned, shuddered, heaved; her cunt yielded entirely to his huge member. He buried it to the hilt. Jacque came. Orgasms rolled through her loins in a long series of majestic waves and deep troughs, tossing her over her newly discovered sea of pleasure. She soaked his cock. Her juices mixed with the blood from her shredded cherry; they seeped from her crack and ran down her ass to puddle in the sheets. She came again. And again. Thrusting hard and fast now, he drove her into frenzy; she thrust back just as hard, crying out unintelligible fuck words as he rode home. She felt him stiffen more inside her, felt his body shudder. She knew what was happening and fucked him harder, sensing the incredible potential of her woman's cunt. He fell forward onto her breasts and she instinctively wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him deep inside. Jim came in short, hard, thrusts; she came with him again, moaning and crying in a crazy mix of pleasure and pain, of newly discovered womanhood, of newly discovered power. He shuddered to a sweating stop, his full weight upon her. Finally, he pulled up. His softened penis slipped out of her sore cunt, slathered in juices and blood. She moaned when she lost him, but wanted the respite. Her rest was short; Mary straddled her torso, announcing, "It's my turn now. Lick this." "This" was a thick silicon dick bobbing from Mary's strap-on. "Lick it and suck it like you did Jim's. You'll want it slick and wet, 'cause guess where it's going next," she said and hefted it to Jacque's mouth. Jacque licked and sucked as instructed, thinking that although it had an interesting shape, it did not taste, smell or feel nearly as good as the real thing that now drooped along her uncle's balls. "That's enough; I'm good and hard." Mary laughed.. More gently than her husband had, she rubbed the tip against Jacque's clit and along the slit, doling out unexpected pleasures. She continued her ministrations, occasionally dipping in to coat the head with the slick excretions from Jacque's pussy and the drippings from Jim's final thrusts, re-stoking the fires in Jacque's devastated cunt. When Jacque's hungry cunt involuntary grasped for the tip, as she writhed to take it in, Mary poised its head at the entrance. "Slow, slow, slow," she whispered, almost to herself. "Slow and easy." Jacque almost wept with the pleasure of the cock's journey into her body, and almost wept with the pain as it again stretched the tight passage. But slow and easy worked; pleasures outweighed the pains as Mary circled her wetted thumb against Jacque's wildly tender clitoris. When fully in, Mary paused to watch Jacque's face as her niece's narrow canal adjusted to its newest intruder. As Jacque relaxed, Mary whispered in her ear while making slow, tiny thrusts. "This is how it's going to be. You're ripe for a new world, and we're taking you to it. We'll take turns with you; we'll both use you at once. We'll probe every hole in your body, light up every nerve ending in your skin. We'll train you to pleasure us; we'll pleasure you until you weep with it. We'll torture you for our pleasure; we'll torture you for yours. We'll share you with our friends. And when it's time, we'll teach you how to use your hands, straps and whips to bind and torture others. You're ripe for all that, for more; can you feel it, Jacque? Can you feel it? " Jacque moaned "Yes. Yes. Yes. I can feel it. I'm ready. I'm ready for you to take me there. I'm already on the way." Jacque lifted her hips to squeeze sensual rewards from the thickness inside her. She made soft little mewling noises as Mary pleasured her clit, and soon humped hard and fast, banging her clit against the strap-on's base. The harness held dildos for two and a nubbed pad rubbed Mary's pearl, so the bouncing hips stirred her dildo deep in her cunt and the pad massaging her clit drove Mary wild. The wilder she got, the more she thrust and circled, and the harder she screwed Jacque, the more wildly Jacque fucked her back. They pleasured each other in a crazed frenzy of mindless passion, Mary slapping and kneading Jacque's tits, squeezing her clit, stretching full length on her and kissing her deep and long while pounding her puss. Wave after wave of orgasms boiled through their hot cunts, each one's shuddering spasms triggering an answering wave. Mary finally screamed an unintelligible cry of gratification and collapsed upon the whimpering, tortured girl. Mary recovered, glanced to see that Jim was erect again from watching the power-fucking she had just delivered, and leaned over to kiss his hard-on. "Save it for me," she said. She slid loose from the spent girl's cunt, removed the harness and took several long, deep breaths. She re-clipped Jacque's wrists above her head and strapped her legs widely apart, opening the gleaming, wet slit but not touching it. On her hands and knees she again straddled the girl's trunk, her cunt just above Jacque's face. "Do me," she smiled at Jim. Jacque could only watch from below as the big dick slowly disappeared into Mary's reddened, seeping cunt, fascinated with how the lips grasped his cock like a mouth as he pulled back out, then yielded as he made it disappear again and again. Mary spread her knees wide, lowering her hips 'til Jim's balls nearly grazed Jacque's face but stayed tantalizingly out of reach. Jacque absorbed the slithery, slapping sounds of sex, the visual treat of flesh penetrating flesh, the aromas from come-soaked, sweaty genitals, Mary's heated breath against her pubes. She longed to feel Mary's head between her legs, Mary's tongue against her clit, for Jim's beautiful dick to thrust into her throat, to burst again into her ravaged pussy. But through it all, neither of them touched the girl beneath them, leaving her cunt to ache with unmet yearning. It was perhaps the cruelest thing they did that night. Aunt Mary climaxed and soon after that they pulled apart, Jim's cock still hard and swaying out in front. Drained as he was, he would be a long time to orgasm but knew Mary hadn't finished with him yet. He'd wait. Mary escorted Jacque to the bathroom, quickly showered the sweat and excretions from her body, tucked her into bed. She clipped Jacque's wrists together and locked them via a short leash to the bed post. The despoiled teen could move around, lie on her side, get some rest; but she wouldn't be going out any windows. "We're going to bed, now, Darling," Mary said. "Uncle Jim and I are going to fuck 'til the walls sweat, then come for you in the morning to start your regular classes in home schooling." She smiled over her shoulder as they went out the door. "What we did tonight--that was only freshman orientation."