14 comments/ 127057 views/ 19 favorites A Young Neighbour's Education Ch. 01 By: joulie One dreamy summer afternoon, after a lovely lunch, lounging on the patio of Jean's house , about six of us were savouring a few glasses of plonk discussing bringing up our kids and the challenges that task presented. Jean, took courage from the wine and brought up the very naughty story of the oldest son of one of her neighbours, and how she and her friends helped to resolve the situation. * My story is from the 1950s. Janet, a friend, who lived not far from me on a local authority housing estate, asked me for help. Our houses were similar, so you get the picture. Three bedrooms, bathroom, separate toilet, kitchen, small lounge and similar dining room. Adjoining the house and outside we had a utility shed, a coal shed, the houses were heated on solid fuel, and an outside toilet which was directly opposite the kitchen or "back" door. The "front" door was rarely used except for "best". We all had kids of similar ages, my daughter Christine, was eighteen, I also had a younger son. I was widowed a few years ago, and without friends, where would I have been? Anyway, Janet came to me with her problem. Her oldest lad, Jack, a class mate of my Chris, she was shocked to find, had a substantial cock she said, and she felt without proper guidance could get himself into "trouble". I had also heard about this cock from Norma, another neighbour who had seen it when she looked into a garden shed and saw Jack with it in his hand, obviously enjoying himself. Norma's comment was she wished it had been in her, never mind her hand! I was curious particularly as I had seen him and my Chris behind the shed with his hand up her jumper, and I didn't want Chris to get into "trouble". Heck, I was also keen to see what both his mother and Norma considered a "substantial cock". Janet wanted to know what could be done and if I could help. Between us we hatched a plot. It was the school summer holidays. I sent my kids to their grandmothers for a holiday. Chris didn't want to go but I persuaded her that the seaside town I grew up in would be good fun. Jack was to be sent round to my house to give me a hand, and I would give him a bit of "education". It was about ten on the Monday morning when he knocked on my back door, the door was open, it always was, but he was quite a polite lad and would not enter unbidden. Not getting an answer, he knocked again and yet again when still there was no answer. At the fourth knock, I opened the outside toilet door behind him and as he turned I stood and wiped my self having just been having a pee. He went the deep red of beetroot and turned to run. "I thought you were supposed to be giving me a hand" I said as I pulled up my loose legged knickers. "Mum will want me to do something" he was backing away towards my garden gate. "No, she sent you to give me a hand." "She will be annoyed if she knows I saw you on the toilet." "Well don't tell her then, provided you help me out, I won't tell her." I stepped into the house and got him to follow me. I closed the door behind me, he looked panic stricken. Doors were always left open in our neighbourhood during the day. "Don't worry, I won't bite. Well not just now anyway. You and I have to have a little chat." Again he went red. I lead him into the dining room, it was at the back of the house and not overlooked. I sat in a small fireside chair and called him to sit on the arm. I put my left arm around his waist and pulled him closer. I knew my breast was pressing into him but pretended not to notice. He was wearing shorts, and I could see a tent in them. "What's this then" I asked placing my hand on his leg just above the knee. He didn't answer. I slipped my hand up the leg of his shorts and touched his cock. He tried to pull away but I had him firmly. Now girls, as you know, it's not polite to talk about size but we generally do and they say, well, we say, size isn't everything. I'm going to tell you this now. I had several cocks before I had my Bob and one or two since, but by Christ, never in my life, and to this day did I have another one this size. His mother had only seen it slack, and she said it was like a young donkey, well I had never seen a young donkey's cock and Norma, she said he had it in his hand and she wished etc. Well, I HAD it in MY hand and I could have wet myself. "Now then" I had hold of his cock, "I want to know what you were doing behind the shed with my Chris?" His cock deflated, "I...I... We..." "Don't lie to me, I saw you with your hand up under her jumper." I squeezed his cock gently and it slowly came back to life. "We didn't do anything, honest." "You were feeling her tits weren't you?" He hung his head. "Well?" "Yes." He muttered. "We have got to sort this business out. We can you know, But I must have your promise, you are not in any trouble, but I really must have your promise 100% you tell no one about this. No one at all. Do I make myself absolutely clear? If anyone is to know then I and I alone will tell them what they need to know." "What do you think your mother would say if she knew about your antics?" He didn't answer. "Do I have that promise." He nodded. "Come on, say it. Say 'I promise I will never ever tell anyone about anything about today or any other day unless I am told I can by you.!" "I promise." "Say all of it." He did so. "If I ever hear a word about what we talk about today from anyone, and I mean anyone, your life will be changed for ever!" I pulled his hand onto my tits, over my summer dress. "If you like tits, have a feel of these." As soon as I released my grip his hand shot away so fast it almost broke the sound barrier. "What's wrong with my tits then? Why don't you feel them like you do Chris's?" "You're a lady." "Yes. So what's wrong?" "You shouldn't touch lady's tits because it's rude. With girls it's different. They like it." I pulled his hand back to my tits, "So do ladies!" "Am I getting a bollocking for feeling Chris's tits?" "No, it's quite natural for boys to want to feel girl's tits, and if she doesn't mind I don't mind you feeling Chris's." Personally I think Bob would have been more bothered about me letting him feel mine than if he caught Jack feeling Chris's tits. But Bob was gone and I was feeling horny and Janet wanted a hand with her problem. As Jack relaxed a bit he started to feel my tits, squeezing them. "Why don't you undo a button and feel them inside my dress, like you do with Chris?" I knew what today was to bring and I had dressed accordingly. A button through dress, high collar, no cleavage showing. I wanted to be in control. "Do you mean I can?" "Oh well, I suppose if you really want to I had better let you." (Ooh the hardship of it). Jack started to fumble with the buttons of my dress, and tentatively put his hand inside, naively and very very gently he stroked and squeezed me through my bra. "See, ladies are only big girls, they like just the same things. Do my tits feel like Chris's?" "Well, sort of, but sort of softer." "Have you felt inside her bra?" "No, she said we mustn't." "Hermmm... That means you tried!" "But I didn't... She said we mustn't." "Why did she say you mustn't go inside her bra?" "She said it was rude and we might get into trouble if she let me." "Why did you want to?" "I don't know...Other chaps say they do it to their girls friends, but she got cross when I wanted to... so I didn't." "Did you do it another time?" "I tried but she said if I tried again we would have to stop playing with each other. So I didn't." "Do you want to now?" "If you don't say its rude, and I can't be here any more." "Well alright then. But you must remember the promise not to tell anyone, even Chris...ok?" Jack nodded then put his hand into my bra. (Plain white, the old fashioned cotton type, not very elastic, I expect you girls remember the ones I mean.) The cups were over full, with both my tits and Jacks hand in them. The seams were straining, I could hear and feel them. He was clearly enjoying the feel he was getting and to be honest, so was I. My hand was still gripping his cock up the leg of his shorts, he seemed to be getting harder as he played with my tits, he put what I remember of my Bob in the shade, which wasn't bad for a late teen. Anyway, as I say, he was enjoying the feel he was getting of my tits, sort of as a reward, each time he touched my nipple I gave his cock a little squeeze. It kept him at a good size and worth holding. Things had to progress of course. The way I was thinking was that if I played my cards right, I could resolve Janet's problem, make sure my Chris was ok, and maybe do myself a favour too. "Are you enjoying that?" I smiled at Jack. "Mmmm...yes." "Is it like you expected when you tried to do it with Chris?" "Sort of." "So what is different?" "Well its skin isn't it, and they are bigger and softer." "Get your hand out." Jack's cock went slack in my hand. Sharply whipping his hand from my breast. "Don't worry, we just need to go into the other room." I led him though to the lounge, by the cock which was sticking out of the leg of his shorts, by the time we got through the door I had coaxed it back to its former rigidity. "Has Chris ever held this?" I gave his cock a little stroke. "N..N..No." he mumbled. "I can tell you are lying. Just don't tell me lies" "Has Chris ever held your cock?." "Y..y..yes." "And, what did she do with it?" "She rubbed it? "Why did she do that?" "Because I asked her to. She was holding me and I asked her to because it felt good." "She had her hand inside your trousers?" "No." "Well what?" "She had my cock out of my trousers." "And what happened?" "Nothing, honest, she just rubbed it a bit and it felt good. Guys I know says it is wanking and you can get stuff out if your girlfriend rubs it." "Take your trousers off." I sat in a big comfy easy chair with my back to the bay window, we couldn't be seen through the nets, and instead of resting back into it, I sat to the front with my legs spread, the wide skirt of my dress fell between them, (I am sure you remember those dresses, you could conceal so much beneath them.) I positioned Jack in front of me, then pulled the skirt up to rest above my knees. His cock was like a flag pole, tall and straight. "I think young Jack that you should undo my bra, don't you? Just lean against me, reach round behind and undo the clip." He did poor lamb, well he tried, he slipped his arms around me inside the open top of my dress, his cock resting on my tits and fumbled at the back. I ended up giving him a hand, getting him to feel the clip, then helping him undo it. (You know as well as I do girls, just how sexy it can be, helping inexperienced hands to undo your bra!) As my bra came away he sat back on the floor, of course, he was then looking straight up my skirt. "What are you looking at." "Nothing." "Believe me Jack, what you are looking at is not 'nothing'!" "I didn't mean to look." I pulled my skirt over his head as he struggled to get out. I let him escape. He sat red faced in front of me. "Have you put your hand up Chris's skirt?" I knew he had, I had watched from behind the curtains in the bedroom. "N...n...no!" "Is that true?" "Yes." "I think that's a lie! And I don't want to tell your mum that you tell lies." "Have you put your hand up Chris's skirt?" "errr Yes." "See, it wasn't that difficult to tell the truth was it? Why did you do it?" "Dunno" "What did you find up there?" "Her knickers." "What were they like?" "Sort of soft and warm." I recognised, as I know all of you will, the description of the old type of school knickers, warm and fluffy inside and smooth and soft outside, Chris's were regulation school navy blue. "Put your hand up my skirt." Jack appeared frozen, like a rabbit caught in headlights, the expression of panic in his face was a picture. "Well come on, put your hand up my skirt, you can already see what's up there, there's nothing to be afraid of, feel what my knickers are like." His hand shook so much as it started to reach for my knickers, it looked as if he was waving to someone. "Well? What are they like? What do you feel?" "They are silky smooth, and there is no elastic in the leg." "Have you put your hands inside Chris's knickers." Suddenly he was bolder. "Yes, it was warm and sticky and a few hairs." "Well now do the same with me." He did as I bid, and touched me. "It feels wet, and there is quite a lot more hair. " I was breathing quite heavy and it wasn't easy to talk normally. "Well you have a bit of a feel around and see what it feels like properly." "It's ever so smooth isn't it, and so soft...apart from this little bit here." He touched my clit. I nearly knocked him over I jumped so. Poor lad. "Have I hurt you?" Jack was most concerned. "No, no dear, I just like that bit specially." He touched it a bit more, until I came off and clamped my legs together. "There you are, see, that happened because I really liked what you did." I spread my legs and encouraged him to continue. "You only need one hand down there." I took the other hand and pulled it back to my tits. He squeezed me hard. "Gently!" I reminded him. "There's a hole down here, is it your bottom." He was probing deliciously into it. "No dear, if you take your fingers out of there, and go just a bit further back you will find my bottom, it might be a bit crinkly," I still had that stiff young cock in my hand. "Oh yes. I have found it. Should I put my fingers in there?" "Well not just now dear, maybe another time." I had a 'thing' about my arse being touched. I just didn't like it. "I think before we do any more that maybe we should lie on the floor." We lay together on the rug. On our sides, face to face. "Now, when you lie with a lady, you touch her to make her feel special, you know about touching tits, and if you lean over you can lick them and suck them." "Urgh." Was the unexpected response. "That's what babies do and get milk. Yuk!" "Well you don't get milk when you lick and suck a lady's tits when you are doing this sort of thing." Jack looked very sceptical. But fair do, he tentatively snaked out his tongue, gently tickling the tip of first one then the other rigid nipple. Not tasting anything he didn't like, proceeded to suckle on them. I expect you girls can imagine how difficult it is to breathe and instruct with a pair of young inexperienced lips and a tongue servicing your tits, and mine had not been serviced like that in years. "Very good." I encouraged, "See, nothing unpleasant about that is there?" I took his hand to the hem of my dress. "Now, instead of going straight up to my knickers, you already know what you will find there, you must do it the right way, the way most ladies like, you must slowly stroke your way up to my knickers stroking my legs as you go." He started his way and I was wetting myself with desire, trembling with lust, trying not to proceed too fast and that was such a job. He did as he was asked and at last, probably in a couple of minutes he was at my knickers again then at the soft skin above my stockings. I took his hand back down to the hem of the dress again. "Now this time, as you move up along my legs, not forgetting the stroking, I want you to unbutton my dress. Do you think you can manage that?" He nodded. This time when he got to the naked bit above the stockings I urged him to continue as he had the first time he put his hands up under my skirt. He did so, finding all the wet parts of me, finding the little hard bit that had made me jump so the first time he touched it, and finding again the soft part he had previously found. "Now my dear, I want you to take my knickers off me." " What right off?" "Yes dear, right off." He knelt up beside me and pulled the waist of my knickers down, I lifted so he could get them over my bum, then encouraged him to tease them from my wet slit. He lay back down with them in his hand. "You know how you found that spot that you thought was a hole?" "Yes." " We need to find out how deep it is." I had a good hold on his cock. "this is what we will use." I eased him over to lie between my legs. Every touch was making me cream, and his position there was no exception. "You take hold of your cock and see if you can find the spot again. If it is a hole we need to find how deep it is." The knob on the end of this cock girls, was, as they say these days, 'to die for'.(like big firm plum!) "Is it nice and slippery there? Good, good, now rub the end of your cock from the front bit back towards my bottom, and see if you can find that hole." He found it! The knob slipped in. It had been a while since I had one so it was quite snug. It popped back out. "Yes, I've found it. isn't it soft and smooth? " "Right, very good. Now to find how deep it is. Slip your cock back in." He did so. "Now as far in as you can go." "Is that far enough?" "Come right back to the start and try again." "That feels very nice." "Yes doesn't it." "Can I do that again?" "Sure, As often as you like." He took to it like a duck to water, gradually nature took over, and he was riding like an experienced jockey. Suddenly he stopped. I had been coming for a while, I was saturated. "What did you stop for?" "It felt like something came out of my cock." "Yes it certainly did. That's what is supposed to happen." "Should I take it out?" "No, don't bother, I expect it will come out on its own soon." Together we just lay there in the after glow, a warm feeling of contentment swept over me, the like of which I hadn't felt since I lost my Bob. I hugged that lad to me. Waiting for, not wanting him to drop out of me. "You do know, young Jack, don't you, and pay attention. Its important, this is not something you should do with young girls like my Chris. You should only do it with older ladies." "But it is so nice, it feels so... nice when stuff comes out." "Stuff coming out isn't the problem, it's what that stuff can do that is the problem." "What does it do besides feeling nice?" " It makes babies, that's what." I was still waiting for that cock to slip out of me. "So are you going to have a baby now." "No, I'm not, and I don't want my Chris to either. That's why I say, it's not something you should do with young girls." "If you want to do it, come and see me, or use your hand, and I know you have done that." "Can I do it again now?" "Yes if you want to." "Can I push it in and out or do I have to do it with my hand." "Which would you rather?" "Push it in and out." "Well there are other things you need to learn too, so for now pull it out." The darned thing was still rock solid, and I needed a breather! I got a clean pair of knickers, this time bloomers, and slipped them on and straightened my nylons. "Thing is, when we started today, you squeezed my tits and licked them, then you put your hand up my skirt and felt my knickers, then you found how it was wet up there, and you found the soft hole, and then you checked the depth." "Yes." "Now you have to put it all together, and just like with Chris, you have to start with kissing." "Kissing?" he looked horrified. "Yes kissing, just like you do with Chris, but you might find it better. So come here and kiss me." He did so, reluctantly to start with I must say, hard tight lips clamped hard together. However after a few... not too sloppy... he did accept kissing as an essential part of the pleasure he had been having. I moved his hand to my tits, and after short while, urged him to return to my nether regions. A Young Neighbour's Education Ch. 01 He felt the satiny fabric of my knickers, then the elastic round the leg just above my knee. Stroking, he did not bother to try to intrude beneath the elastic, but caressed, with my encouragement to the gusset where he stimulated me outside the knickers, the satiny fabric assisting his endeavours. Eventually I could stand it no longer, I was desperate to have his young hands on me not just on my knickers. I took his hand and lead it back to my knee. "Very good, but now go under the elastic." He did so, spending much time just caressing my stockinged thighs. "Like this?" He asked. He reached the top of my stockings, the texture changed and I could feel it. We were kissing again, but Jack kept breaking off to see what he was doing. His hand of course hidden inside the leg of my knickers. His fingers touched flesh, oh the tingle. Do you know girls, I can feel that touch right now as we talk.. "I think its time to get those knickers out of the way, don't you?" "They are a bit like Chris's but a lot bigger." He withdrew his hand and proceeded to separate me from my modesty, not that modesty was my principle concern. I raised my backside to assist him, and soon they were discarded beside us. He had learned well and was soon back in contact with my juicy, and very hungry hole. I assisted him to get himself between my willingly parted thighs, he homed in on my hole and was in it to his balls in a moment. That triggered a vigorous cum... I didn't know they were called orgasms until years later... I had to hold back a bit or I would have thrown him off and that was the last thing I wanted. "When you think something's going to come out of you, tell me." He rode me as if his life depended on it. It seemed a long time before ... "I thinks its going to go off in a minute." "Then you had best play with my tits and kiss me then hadn't you." He did both and it hit us, I knew he had cum because his groan was smothered by my mouth. He must have known it had done something for me as I clasped my legs around him. "Now are you going to have a baby? I don't want you to have a baby." "No Jack, young ones have babies, that's why I said to you to come and see me if you really need to do this, or to use your hand." He continued pumping in and out, and once again I found myself waiting for him to slacken and come out. After about half an hour, having had several more cums as he still lay inside me, rocking back and fore and with no indication of him slackening I decided to call it a day and got him to pull out. "Oooooh, do I have to? It's nice in there and I want another go." "How quickly will it go if I say yes?" "I can try to make it go quickly." His eyes pleaded. "Oh alright, go on then, have another go, but be quick, I can't lie here all afternoon." To be honest girls, I do love my nooky, but this young chap was becoming more than I could cope with, I was bloody knackered. What had I let myself in for? The vigour of it. You know how it is, much as you're enjoying it there comes a time when you start to feel raw, sort of chaffed, and it's nothing to do with being wet enough. He slipped it in again, and I started to lose it. What I mean, I started to come as soon as he entered. I have to admit to being relieved when he said it was just going to go off. As he spewed deep into me I just knew I was going to need help to cope with him. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed every one of those fucks, every come I had was appreciated but it had been a while. Right then I felt well used. I had forgotten how much come was stored up in a pair of young balls. "That's it now, get yourself dressed, and tell your mam I want to see her." "Am I in trouble?" "No, but cut along home, and come back to me tomorrow about half nine." "Does that mean I can have another go?" God, it was like a game now that he knew how to play. "Well, I'll think about it. I might give you a test to see what you have learned." I was still pulling myself together when Janet arrived at my door. I was getting a pair of knickers on and my tits were still out of my bra. "How did it go? Is he big? Are we going to have a problem?" "Oh it went ok, we managed. Big? Hell no, he's not that big... he's fuckin' enormous. If it's left to me, we may have a problem, I don't know if I can cope, he fucked me about five or six times, I lost count, that was after I showed him what to do...and I have just had to chuck him out... he wanted another go!" "So what next." "Thing is, I think we can keep him out of trouble, but I will need some help. I have told him to come round tomorrow so I can give him a test." "I am going to talk to my mother- in- law this evening, if she agrees, when you see her coming up the road, it will be about nine, come round yourself after you remind him to come round to see me at half past. You can see his cock for yourself, and mother- in- law can test him." My mother had been telling me for sometime how she missed the sex life she and Bob's dad had. How she wished she could get a risk free share without the chance of being leaned on by friends and possibly getting a 'reputation.' I visited her, she lived only one street away. Took a small bottle of Port and a lemonade with me and sat and chatted. I broached the sex issue, "Jean, I'm so bloody desperate at times, I bloody diddle myself... Its just not the same though, my old pussy needs a stiff cock, but that old candle and my fingers are a poor substitute for a bit of meat." "If I told you I might have a safe way of helping you out, would you be interested?" She sat up in the chair. "How safe?" "Very." "Tell me." I told her the story of the day, Janet's approach, what we had decided, and how it had gone and how I couldn't cope on my own, and the promise. "Are you sure he wouldn't tell? He is a bit young." "I've threatened to tell his mother, he doesn't know she is behind all this." "Hmmmm." "I'll tell you this, it might put you off though, he's got a hell of a cock on him. I reckon it would split Chris in two if it was her first and that's what we are trying to avoid. Well, and her or anyone else getting pregnant." "That big?" "Bloody enormous. Bigger than my Bob, and bigger than any of the other fellows I have had before Bob or since." "That sounds promising." "I've told him to come to me in the morning and I am going to give him a test to see if he has learned anything today. What I think is that I will tell him to come into the room, and sit with you and you can just say to him that you heard he had a lesson yesterday, and what did he learn and he should do all the things he was taught with you because that would be his test." A Young Neighbour's Education Ch. 02 The story continued as we enjoyed not only the afternoon sun but more of Jean's wine, we laughed and giggled like school girls as the story unfolded. Read the first part to get the context of this and the next part, and above all, enjoy this young man's adventure. * Tuesday morning, a bit dull, quiet with the absence of the children. Mother in Law was wandering up the avenue, a mauvy coloured cardigan over her wrap apron. As she came round the corner below my house she was joined by Jack's mother. "Where's Jack?" I greeted them at the door. " I told him you wanted a 'Mirror' so he's gone to Jones's, should be about another ten minutes." "That gives us time to arrange things." I had made tea for them both. We sat to discuss... "Mother, you are going to be in my bedroom, from the door we can see in but he won't be able to see out..." I laughed "... All you have to do is keep him interested." "Janet, you wait in Chris's room, and I will come up as soon as they get sorted out." We all knew each others homes so further direction wasn't required. Janet was barely gone up the stairs before Jack knocked the door with my morning newspaper. "Come on in Jack." He came into the kitchen... "Remember what I said yesterday?" "Am I going to get some more?" He beamed. "I told you yesterday I'd think about it." "You said you might give me a test... to see if I had learned." "Yes, and I think that's a good way to go." "Should I start with kissing you or have I got to start with your tits, what do I have to do for my test?" He was so eager to return to the previous day's pleasures. "Steady on Jack, slow down." "I've got a hard one for you." He produced his young cock as solid as yesterday. "For a start you can put that away." "Awww." He stuffed his slackening cock back into his trousers. "You know which my bedroom is?" "Yes." "Well, we will give you your test, but because I was teaching you it wouldn't be fair for me to do the test." "Nnnoooo?" "You go up to my bedroom, and the lady will give you your test, just remember the things I told you, kissing, tits, being gentle, being polite, being considerate, now off you go and have a nice time, I will let you know if you pass the test." He raced up the stairs, I heard the door bang open, and then I heard it bang closed, then the clatter as he raced back down the stairs. He burst into the kitchen. "It's Nanna Tucker!" "Yes dear." "I can't do it with Nanna Tucker." "Ooh dear...that's a pity...no more games...you failed the test, and if I see you anywhere near my Chris again, I will make sure your mum knows all about it." "Can't I have another test....please, please?" "There is only the one test, and you can either take it and pass or you can not take it and then you fail, and you know what your mum will do if she finds out don't you?" He didn't know what to do, or to think, and I could see my hopes of long term pleasure going up the swannee. "But she's old." "Yesterday you thought I was old, but when you forgot about my being 'old' you enjoyed yourself enough to want a lot of 'goes' didn't you?" "I suppose." "So why not go back up stairs and give Nanna Tucker a nice hug and let her see what you have learnt.... I know one thing, she's looking forward to doing your test and it would be a shame to disappoint her now wouldn't it?" "Urrrm." "Off you go now, and in a little while I'll bring Nanna a cup of tea and you some pop and a biscuit and see how you are getting on. Later on, if Nanna gets tired and you want another go I'll see if you and I can have a go...If you pass Nanna's test." "Oooh all right." "Just remember what I have told you, and that most ladies like the same sort of thing, and we are all just big girls and I know you do like doing things with girls." I gave his cock a squeeze as a start and slapped him gently on the bottom as I pushed him towards the hall door and the foot of the stairs. Slowly he climbed, oh so reluctantly. Nanna Tucker was waiting and took him into her arms, hugging him close. She told the story to me from there in. "Hello Nanna Tucker, aunty Jean says you are going to give me a test." He rested his head on my bosom, I slipped my hand down and felt his young cock. It was slack, but longer than some I had felt over my seventy years. "Yes Jack, Jean said you had some lessons yesterday and I am going to see what you learned. First, just call me Nanna for now. Ok?" "Ok Nanna." "Now where did Jean tell you to start?" Tentatively he sought my lips then his hand went to my soft saggy titties. I put my hand down and gave a squeeze of encouragement, his hand tried to undo my wrap apron, I gave him some help to get things moving. I had dressed with quite a light bra, not much support there but certainly more accessible once he was inside my blouse than the substantial ones I normally wore and which he could get used to in the future if things went ok. The door moved a touch, and I could see behind him, Jean and his mother peering through. "Shall we get rid of your trousers and maybe get on Jean's bed?" Undoing his belt he dropped his trousers to the floor, I sat of the edge of the bed and he turned to join me, It was the first time I had seen it and my goodness, Bob's dad had nothing compared to that, and the size of the bluey pinky knob was something to savour. Like a juicy Victoria Plum. My mouth was watering already. I threw off my apron, the cardigan had gone before he arrived, and my cotton blouse joined the other upper garments on the chair. I heard a gasp from the landing and I made a very noisy cough to cover the sound. Now sitting on the edge of the bed I was wearing my bra, sort of a pinky peachy lacy cotton thing that had my titties spilling from the cups, well at my size they were more like soup plates than cups. And a pair of aertex knickers, I bet you lot don't even remember them do you, with knitted sort of cuffs which covered the tops of my fairly thick seamed stockings and hid my roll on. "Are you going to take my bra off?" "If you like, but I wasn't very good with the clip yesterday." "Well try anyway, I cannot give you any marks if you don't try." His young hard cock was resting on my chest as he reached around me to try to undo the bra, he did so too. As the lacy fabric fell away his cock nestled between my titties. "Well done, now we can lie down and see where we go next." "Your titties have gone flat!" "What are you supposed to do with them?" To be honest I was so geed up I felt I was going to cum before long and we were still at the start. "I am 'sposed to hold them and kiss them and things." They were darned near flat sort of more hanging to the side if you know what I mean. "Well you'd best get started." His tongue flicked across my nipple, it came up like a chapel hat peg, damn near had his eye out. So he sort of gathered the tittie up and sort of tried to heap it onto my chest, but loose and saggy like that girls, it was like trying to herd cats, but he did try poor lamb. "The bit I was licking has gone hard." I really didn't need him to tell me that I was feeling it from the inside! I moaned as I came for the first, but hopefully not the last time of this encounter. "Did that hurt? Have I spoiled my test? Jean had something hard that made her cry yesterday but she said she liked it and it wasn't her titties." "No bless you, nothing's wrong, shall we just carry on?" Jack continued to minister to my titties, fondling and squeezing, as I fondled and squeezed his cock. He took a good hold with one hand on my titty, as he suckled it, trying to stop it escaping down to the side. His other hand went down to my knee, and started stroking up my thighs along my very thick stockings. He was fine till he reached the knickers. "There's lastic here and I can't put my hand up." " Well I hear that you put your hand up our Chris's knickers and they have elastic, try again." The legs of the knickers were quite firm around my chubby legs, but he did get under the cuffs and started again up my legs. More confusion for the poor young lamb, I had no suspenders on my roll on so I had used two tanners to hold my stockings up You young girls won't even know what a tanner was let alone how we used them to tighten the tops of the stocking to hold them up! He just found the two hard bits. For the really young ones, a tanner was an old sixpence! Just beyond the stocking tops of course he found my bare thighs and beyond that... well beyond that you know exactly what he touched next! Well girls, It had been a long time since anyone had touched that area, and his young fingers at the front of my old cunny was enough for me to shoot off like a virgin on heat. I thrust my hips so sharply that it's a good job his hand was trapped by my knickers. Otherwise he would have been thrown off our Jean's bed. "Have I hurt you Nanna, Have I hurt you?" He pulled his hand from my knickers, still clutching the two tanners. "Put the tanners on the side, you can have them when we finish if you do a good job." He had abandoned the idea of having any sort of grip on my hanging titties, although he did make sure that they were kept moist and when the nipples popped up he suckled them , but to be honest they didn't stay up for very long at a time. I tugged his cock towards me, to have a good look as much as anything, then, I gave way to temptation You know how it is girls, I didn't mean to sneak out my tongue to lick its tip, honest, I didn't mean to swallow his head, but I did, and once in my mouth, I didn't mean to suck it honest, it just sort of happened, you know how it is, surely you believe me, I'll tell you now, I nearly drowned in his thick, cream, I pulled back as he started, and it was in my mouth, my hair, my eyes, and our Jean's bed was splashed too. Poor Jack was so embarrassed, I could see the tears in his eyes as his cock wilted before me. "I am sorry Nanna, I didn't mean to do that, it felt sort of nice when you kissed it and then it sort of went off." I took hold of him again. "Never mind dear, it wasn't your fault, Nanna should have been a bit more careful. Tell you what, why don't you help me get my knickers off and we can use them to clean up this mess?" Taking the waist of my knicks, he tugged them down, revealing my quite sparse thatch, course in those days, the most we ever did was run a comb through it!! "Wow, its all grey, your hair." "This up here is grey so don't you think that should be?" He took the knickers off my feet and handed them to me as the cum was running down my face. I pulled the bed spread across me as I tried not very successfully to wipe up the cum, but it's the best damn glue I ever came across, it stays so sticky, anyway, I decided enough was enough, and walked bare arsed to the door. "Jean...Jean... bring me up a damp flannel, girl, please." A few moments later Jean came in with a couple of flannels and towels. I wiped my face and started to clean up the mess, Jack sat back on the bed, with his enormous cock standing tall, and his head bowed. "Are you Ok? Jean asked. He nodded, head barely coming up. "Is everything alright " taking his chin and lifting his head. "I think I have made a big mess, I failed my test." "Well, that's not what Nanna said, and you've still got this." She took his cock in her hand and stroked it. "Would you like some pop?" Jack nodded. "Won't be a minute." And off she went to get the drink. I sat beside him and put my arm about his shoulder taking his rigid cock in the other hand. "Now Jack, don't you worry about the test, everything is alright, you haven't failed it, I think you are doing very well." "What...really? Even though I made a big mess?" "If we think about it, it was me that made you make the big mess, so I can't be cross about that now can I?" "So what did you like best when Jean was teaching you?" Jean came into the room with Pop for Jack and Tea for me. "I think I know what he liked best... I know what I liked best and I think I know what you will like best, but you tell Nanna Jack, what we like best?" Jack smiled one of the most wicked smiles I have ever seen. "Well... what I liked best is... there is a hole under Jean's bottom and I liked measuring how deep it was with my cock. Jean said she liked it too, but we had to measure it a lot of times." "When we have had our drinks, when Jean has gone downstairs you can see if I have one of those holes, and if I have we can see if you can measure mine." Jean smiled. "Will we have to measure it a lot of times because it was very nice." "I don't know, you might only need to measure it once. Anyway, your cock might not stay hard enough to measure it more than once." "I bet it would." "Of course I might not have a hole like Jean, you didn't find one in my knickers did you?" "Jean said all ladies have them. I can see if you have one right now while you are drinking your tea." "Oh can you now? That wouldn't be such a good idea, I might spill my tea." I knew that if he touched my cunny at all, never mind look for my hole, I would cream till Christmas, and would certainly spill my tea! "I'll leave you to it." Jean laughed as she left the room. I set down my teacup and taking Jack by the cock pulled him back to the bed. "Let us just carry on where we left off." I encouraged. "Shall I touch your titties again?" "That sounds like a good idea, a few licks and a suck will certainly help me, and might even make this even harder." Jack resumed his one handed roundup of my titties whilst his other hand started to explore down below. Even at my age, later sixties, new fingers, much younger fingers, seeking out my bits brought me very rapidly to the boil. He found my little giggler as my hubby used to call it, and I was glad of the towel under my bum as I came juicifully, with much gasping and moaning. I pulled his sweet little face from my titty and kissed him full on the mouth, as much to hinder his actions down below as for the kiss itself, although I felt more desperate at that moment than at any other time since hubby's passing for a deep passionate kiss. As I subsided, his rock cock against my leg I asked. "Have I got a hole? Have you found one down there?" His fingers resumed their probing eventually of course slipping into me. I came again, this lad had only to think and I was there. "Yes, Its here, he probed me. Same place as Jean's, I knew you would have one." "And is it the same as Jean's?" "Well...it is, sort of...but it's not as...slippery as Jean's." "Do you want to try spitting on it?" "Will that help me to measure how deep it is?" "I don't know, but if I spit in your hand and you spit in your hand and then you put our spit down there we can try it." "Why isn't it slippery on it's own?" "Because older ladies sometimes aren't slippery that's all." He smeared our spit into my regions, I pulled his cock until he was between my legs. "Are you going to see how deep it is?" He pushed, there was tightness. He wasn't going in. "Make your knob wet with the spit then gently try again." He did, his knob popped inside, I clamped on his knob, holding it just inside. "I don't think it's very deep." I wet my finger, then slipped my hand down and moistened his cock at my entrance. "give another little push." He did and gradually we worked until I had his length inside me. "It's very tight isn't it?" "Maybe we need to measure it a few more times." He started his 'measuring' trying to find how deep it was. "I think some stuff is going to come out....ooops sorry it already has." That was his first cum since the sucking accident. "Was it nice?" "Yes I like making stuff come out. Are you going to have a baby now? That's what Jean said the juice did...make babies." "No, you have to be young to have babies and I am much much too old." " But you still like to do this and get the stuff out." "Well, young Jack, the stuff that comes out of boys is called spunk, and it makes young ladies have babies, that's why Jean said you should come to see her if you need to get the spunk out, or of course, you can get it out with your hand if you like but I have to say this is the best way to get spunk out of boys that I know of." "I think I like to get it out this way better Nanna." "Well, then, just make sure that you see Jean and she will sort it out for you." "Does that mean I have passed my test?" "Not yet, is it still hard?" "Yes, it feels like it?" "And is it still slippery down there?" "Yes." "Then you can get it out and use your hand ...or." "Can I just have another go at this. Its much more fun than when Chris has tried with her hand." "Oh..alright, if its still slippery you can have another go. If you are sure its what you want." Jack's hips started thrusting. "You have been told about kissing while you are doing that, so come along I need a few kisses." It seemed to be an age before he said to me... "Nanna, I think my spunk is coming." It was. It was Hot, and there was lots of it. Fortunately , I say fortunately because it was keeping me moist down there. Unfortunately, sadly, this young lad was wearing me out. "Come along Jack, pull it out now." "Awwwe, do I have to?" "Yes, I am getting tired, so let's just have a cuddle, and....tell you what, you can suck my titties if you like." He pulled out of me with a plop, and I eased him over from between my legs to lie beside me. I turned towards him so that my titties were easily accessible. "I think titties are boring. I think this is much more fun." He slipped his fingers between my legs. "Tell you what, while you are fingering that bit, instead of playing with my titties, why not try to find the little hard bit down there and give it some kisses?" His young cock was still rigid, bobbing about as he moved. Jack took the suggestion and found my giggler. At the first touch, I moaned. "Is that bit alright?" "Ohh...yes..its fine, but you have to be very gentle with it." I couldn't keep my hips still, and in the next ten minutes I had at least ten cums of my own. "Can I have another go....pleeease. Pleease." "as you know, I am a Nanna, and I can't just keep letting you have another go because I get tired, but if you really want to..." "I do... I do Oh... pleease. You have such a nice warm soft hole Nanna." "As I was saying... If you really want another go I will go and see if jean is busy and maybe she can give you a go." "Oooh Pleease Nanna, Please." He had slipped between my legs again. "I said No and I mean it. I'll go and see Jean. You wait there and keep it warm for Jean." I got up from the bed, devastated that I couldn't cope with more of that hard bobbing beautiful cock. My legs wobbled as I made my way, wrapped in Jean's candlewick dressing gown, down the stairs. "What was all that racket outside the door when I first got his clothes off?" I demanded. Jean laughed. "It was Janet, when she saw the size of that hard cock she nearly had a fit." "What did she say?" "She said thank god he's my son, at least I don't have to have that cock up me!" "She doesn't know what she's missing, But I have had enough and he still wants some more." "Oh well.. I suppose since I started it I should go up and give him some more. But he won't be having too much today from me, I felt last night as if he had left it in there." As Jean went up the stairs, I followed, and gathered up my clothes Jean walked towards the bed and as I left the room, to dress in the bathroom I heard her saying... A Young Neighbour's Education Ch. 02 "Well now you have done this a few time you should know its called shagging and if you want to shag me today, you had better earn it by taking all my clothes off..." Then she called out to me... "Did he pass his test Nanna?" He was busy, cock bobbing away stripping her clothes from her as quickly as possible as I stuck my head around the door. "Yes Jean, he passed Ok, but I think I will have to test him again next week if you can manage to sort it out." "Well Nanna, I think I will have to see if Norma can help us too, because there seems to be a lot of energy here." "I think you are right Jean, pop down later if you have time and we can chat." "Bye." And I left them to it. Jean came to see me later, hardly able to walk, he had a further six 'goes' after I had left, which she says she enjoyed but eventually she had to send him home at which time she told him to go back on the Wednesday, just before lunch. She had talked to Norma, and Wednesday was Norma's half day from the shop where she worked...Norma you will recall had already lusted after that cock that she had see being wanked in the shed. No doubt she will eventually spill the beans about Wednesday. A Young Neighbour's Education Ch. 03 The afternoon turned into a pleasant summer evening, as we continued to hit Jean's wine cupboard, it appeared to be heading for a very long night. Read the first two parts to get the context of this, and above all, enjoy this young man's adventure. * "Norma....! Norma...! Norma....!" Jean shouted from the upstairs window. "Norma, can you spare a few minutes....need to have a word with you?" "Yeah...sure...stick the kettle on I'm spitting feathers." Norma came into the kitchen and sat by the table while I made the tea. "What's up Jean?" Norma kicked of her heeled shoes and pulled one stockinged foot up onto her knee. Her skirt falling back to reveal the top of her seamed nylons clipped onto her white suspender. "Do you remember all that talk about young Jack's cock." "Never mind the talk Jean, I actually saw it and Christ it was..." "Yes, I know, you said it was big." "What I actually said was he had it in his hand and I wished it had been in me and not in his hand." "And if the opportunity arose...you know...would you actually...you know... have it? "If, and I mean if, the chance arose.... Well, yes...I suppose I might give it a try, why do you ask?" "Let me tell you." Norma lifted her other foot to rub it, again the skirt fell back, a bit more this time to reveal just a bit of her fuzz. "Jack's mother had a word." Norma tugged at her knickers, pulling it from the front of her crease to partially hide the fuzz. "She was bothered that he would get someone in trouble with it." "He could try to get me in trouble.. no bother at all I'd give him a hand to try." "Well Monday morning, I had him here, and sort of taught him what to do with it." "What? You shagged him?" "Not quite, I showed him what to do and he shagged me." "You mare...you lucky mare....was it any good." "I had to start right at the beginning, you know, kissing, tits, fingering and all the usual foreplay stuff." "You lucky mare, you lucky, lucky mare, I wish it had been me. I'd have given him lessons to remember." "That's what I wanted to talk to you about. How do you feel about sharing?" "Tell me about it." "Its like this. Monday, I had him here and he must have shagged me about six to eight times, and he still wanted more, and he really enjoyed himself. Well, I couldn't let him have more, so yesterday I got Nanna Tucker up here and she gave her all, and even when she had had her fill I had to take over and let him have another four shags before I had to give up on it I was still recovering from Monday. And he was still rampant." "Jeeesuuus, as bad as that." "Nothing bad about it girl, it was as good as that!! Thing is, if half the youngsters in the district are to be kept safe its going to be down to us older women to make sure that cock is put to regular use, do you want a share?" "Are you serious? Too damned right I want a share. When do I start,? "Jack is coming to see me tomorrow morning, and I know that you don't work on Wednesdays so if you come round tomorrow about tenish, we can go from there, but make sure you are really keen, because he is really rampant, more than I have ever known." "I'll be there, and believe me I have a healthy appetite. Geez, I am wetting myself just at the thought" Norma stood, and gathered up her bags, gave her arse a wiggle as she tugged the back of her skirt as if to disengage her knickers from her bum. She looked decidedly flushed as she headed for the door. Nine twenty Wednesday, Norma arrived. "Is he here yet?" We both had a cup of tea. Norma had dressed herself up a bit, a summery skirt and blouse, what appeared to be a very effective bra giving a nice shape to her not over large bosom, nice fully fashioned nylons and slight heels rounded off what I could see of her clothes. "Not yet." "When I got home yesterday I didn't even have time to get my knickers off before I diddled myself, god I was horny, remembering the sight of that cock, and thinking what it might be like" "I hope you are fit for this, you certainly wont forget this cock as long as you live. And trust me you are going to learn what a solid young cock is like. I have put clean sheets on my bed, this time you can use it. What about your Bill?" "Oh, Bill hasn't even touched my fanny for about three years, Don't think he would remember what it was if he saw it. God bless the night shifts. He stays with his cousin during the week. Well he says its his cousin, but I reckon its his fancy woman, still it leaves the girls and me to our own devices." There was a knock at the open back door. "Who's there?" "Me...Jack." Norma's teacup rattled in the saucer as she reached to put it on the table. "I don't believe this!" Norma whispered. "What?" "I have just cum!" "Come on in Jack." He came in and stood by the door. Seeing the two of us he looked at the tea cups. "Gee Norma, can't you behave." I shook my head. "Should I come back later? You said come round this morning." "No Jack its OK. Come on in. say hello to Norma." "Hello Mrs. Bowen." He sat at the table with us. I managed to knock a biscuit onto the floor. "Get that for me Jack please." As he got down on the floor I winked at Norma and signalled spread with my hands. She took the hint and as Jack was under the table, her legs were spread wide, he came up with the biscuit, looking flushed, and obviously uncomfortable. "What's the matter pet?" "I saw Mrs Bowen's knickers." "Are you sure? What colour are they?" "Sort of blue." "Good lad, and what colour are mine?" " I didn't look." "Well I would if I were you." He ducked under the table again as I spread my legs. He banged his head on the underside of the table then reappeared. "Well?" "It's a trick, should I say?" "You can say if you want, we are all friends aren't we?" "You haven't got any on!" "Did you like what Norma was showing?" "It was alright." "I am very tired today, because of you, so why don't you take Norma upstairs and show her all the tricks you know." "She might not want to." Norma took his hand. "Well if you are as good at finding holes as Jean told me, I might want to, did you like my knickers?" "Yes." "Lets go and see what mischief we can get up to upstairs." They left room and went upstairs, and now I will let Norma tell you what happened. I led Jack up the stairs, wiggling my arse in his face, to Jean's bedroom, and I was fucking desperate, I could feel my fanny juicing. I couldn't believe it, when Jack knocked the door I had a cum with just the anticipation. Now, I was streaming wet and waiting for it again and we had not even had any contact yet. I closed the door behind us. "Shall we have some fun Jack?" "Ooooh yes please Mrs. Bowen." "First, why not call me Norma?" "Ok. Mrs Bowen." "Norma." "Ok Norma." "Its very important young Jack, that you know that some ladies need to have fun very quickly, I need to have fun very quickly so will we do that first and then take our time and enjoy things." "Yes Mrs. Bow...Yes Norma." "Well you get your trousers off, so I can see what all the fuss is about." "Are you going to take your clothes off? "Not yet, in a while." He stepped out of his trousers, his virile young cock bobbing in the air. "I am going to bend over and lean on the bed, would you like to lift up my skirt and see my knickers?" First the skirt, and then the slip were lifted. My sheer pale blue lacy nylon knickers were exposed. "Are you going to see if you can find my hole." He eased the cotton gusset of the knickers aside and slipped his hand between my thighs, snaking up to my fanny he sought and found my hole. "Yes, I've found it.!" "Can you get your cock into it do you think?" "Are you going to take your knickers off and lie down?" "No, you see if you can do it there." "Will it go in with you standing up?" I do hope so I thought. "I think so, you try it." He was tight to my backside. "Tell you what, you aim it from your side and I will reach down and try to guide it from my side. You don't mind me touching your cock do you?" "No, Ok." That cock touched me behind my fanny, I creamed off instantly at the touch, and I know I dribbled. I was hot in lust with this lad. As he pushed forward his knob, my god the size of it, engaged with my hole. I put my hand down to ensure it didn't slip back out. "Push Jack!" He did, it went straight in. full length. I had so many cums, I could hardly speak. "Push it in and out hard Jack, see if you can push in and out hard enough to lift me off my feet." I gasped my wishes and just kept cumming, again and again. "My spunk's cumming!" Jack Puffed as he delivered the pushes I asked for. "Good, Good, Good....let it go when you want." "Will it give you a baby...I don't want to give you a baby." "Just let it go Jack, we can talk about that later." "Its cumming.... Its cumming....my spunk is cumming." Trust me it was almost powerful enough to blast me off his cock but I just absorbed the impact of the wads of spunk as it spewed into my sopping wet fanny. As the spurts diminished I said.... "When it goes soft you can take it out if you like." "It doesn't usually go soft, well not after the first few lots of spunk." "Well when does it go soft?" "It does for a few minutes after doing it for while. But if you touch it then it gets hard very quick again. For some more goes." I groaned and dropped forward which of course had the effect of popping it out. Jack stood with his wet cock glistening and sparkling in the summer light. Looking down at my knickers. "Can I try to get it back in? Its so much nicer when its in." "Yes I know it is dear. But wait a minute." "Nanna Tucker and Jean didn't want me to wait. They liked having it in." "So do I darling, so do I, its just I want you to give me a hand to get my clothes off, we can have some fun doing that, can't we? "Yes, I 'spose." I stood and straightened my self, then sat on the bed. "Come on then, give me a hand with my blouse, you can undo the buttons if you like." Jack did so, starting at my cleavage my tits were not over big. As the buttons came undone, the blouse peeled back revealing my lacy blue bra. I could feel my nipples tingling against the semi transparent lace. "It is a very pretty bra isn't it?" was Jack's first comment. "Yes it is, it is my favourite and it is so pretty I thought I would wear it just for you." Jack smiled. "Would you like to feel my tits in my bra?" He nodded. And started fondling quite gently, not like some of the fellows I had met who were all grab. "Can you scratch with your finger, just here.... Because that is a specially nice place." I lead him to my nipples. I creamed instantly at his touch, shaking I asked. "Wwwould yooou like to put your hand into my bra" I was desperate to feel his hand there. "Shall I undo it?" "No, just put your hand in and give them a squeeze." This kid was, with the simplest of actions, giving me more cums than my old man ever had. They were sort of rolling over me. "Now take my skirt off." Pulling his hands from my bra he left the stiff nipples hanging over the lacy edge. he unbuttoned the waist band of the skirt and I stood to allow it to fall. "Pull my slip down too." My waist slip joined my skirt around my ankles. I stood before him, shoes, stockings, suspenders, sheer lacy knickers and bra with my nipples stuck out of the cups. I sort of twirled. "What do you think?" "You look very nice, and my cock is even harder than it was." "Will you lick my nipples as you take my knickers off?" He did so, my knees were shaking. I was desperate to fu....shag him. He was looking at my face, licking my nipples and pulling my knickers down. "You have got a lot of hair there haven't you?" "Its to keep my fanny nice and warm for you dear boy. Shall we lie on the bed now, your cock looks as if it needs to get in again.?" His hard young cock was throbbing. He was into the bed before I was and I had to step one leg past him to position myself , his fingers were instantly into me, I came again. No sooner had my bum touched the bed... "Can I get into it now? "Of course you can dear, no problem, I spread and he slipped in." He started thrusting, and each time I met his with my own. It was just moments before I started to cum , he continued, I cum again and again. " Are you going to cum dear?" his thrusting continued, "Not just yet but in a while, unless you want me make it go quicker." "No..no..no... you just carry on shagging me, that fine, it very fine." I didn't want him to stop, I was having rolling cumms, one into the other. I wasn't counting but it must have been about fifteen when he spoke. "Its cumming, my spunk, its cumming , its cumming....here it is....Ooooh!!" I felt every spurt, and enjoyed each one. He slowed, stopped, then started to suckle my tits. He ran one hand down my leg and fondled my tit with the other. Almost imperceptibly his hips started to move, very shallow at first, and slow, almost totally withdrawing before slamming in hard, Ten minutes, certainly no more and he was riding me full tilt again, and I was cumming vigorously again. And again and again. "My spunk is cumming again." " Are you sure, its not long since you already did it?" "Well it feels like it is soon." He was thrusting away. "It is, its cumming soon.... its cumming .... Its cumming....its cumming... Here it is." Sure enough my fanny was flooded yet again with wad after steaming hot wad of young man's juice. The same routine went on and on, just occasionally he would roll off me and lie beside me, there would be a momentary break in proceedings, then a hand would drift towards my tits, or my fanny, I was glad of the Towel that Jean had provided . I sat, and turned swinging my legs from the bed. "Owwww, can't I have another go, Oooh ..please, I like it when I can have a go." "Of course dear, of course you can have another go, in fact I want you to have some more goes, it is such fun isn't it. But... I need to wee." I reached under the bed and withdrew the white enamel gerry, we all used them it was better than having to trek downstairs in the night. Jack rolled to the edge of the bed and watched as I squatted and released a flood of yellow wee spluttering, spattering, singing into the pot. Do you girls remember how the wee used to make the gerry sort of ring, sort of sing as it went? "Wow, fantastic. Do you have to poo when you sit on the potty? If I sit on the toilet I have to poo, I can't help it." I couldn't help but laugh. "No, no, just do a wee." Several more wows before I asked him to pass me a hanky from my bag, to wipe myself. He handed me the hanky as I stood. I handed it back to him. "Would you like to wipe me?" "Do I wipe your bottom like they do with babies, or what, its... not going to be all pooy is it?" "No, just the bit at the front where the wee comes out." I climbed back onto the bed, "Come on then, fuck me again." "Fuck you? Again?" "Yes, fuck me, shag me, you know, its another way of saying put your cock in me." He took hold of his cock and approached me. "Tell you what, you know how we did it with standing up?" "Yes." "Well if I kneel on the bed and you kneel behind me would you like to do it that way?" "Do we have to put your knickers back on? I don't want you to have your knickers back on." "No we don't have to have the knickers back on, why don't you want them back on?" " I like seeing tits and fannys." He snuggled up to my bum, his cock, which had not gone soft since we started, protruded between my thighs. I put my hand down between my legs and caught his knob positioning it at my entrance, well stretched at this point, and he instinctively pushed, bedding deep into my fanny. I groaned and pushed back onto him as he held my hips. Then I started rocking putting my hand down to ensure his knob didn't pop out as I went forward, then back as far as I could to get as much of his cock as possible. I was, of course, enjoying one cum after another, even more of my juice flooded my passage as he spoke. "I think its cumming, I think my spunk is going to cum soon." "When it wants to cum, you just let me have it all, and I want it, right here in my fanny." "Nearly...nearly...nearly...nearly...." Each 'nearly' was accompanied by a deep thrust. "Nearly...nearly...nearly... Now! ...Now!...Now." The thick wads of juvenile spunk cannoned deeply into me as it erupted at the depth of each thrust. The power of the ejaculation was greater than I had ever known. I peaked yet again to the accompaniment of his "Now..now...now..." I, of course, had a welcome fresh cum for every thrust, it was absolutely draining and the very least I needed was a rest from this young rider's onslaught. I had been warned, but his vigour was beyond my imagining. "You will have to pull it out now, I have to go and get the family's tea." "What...? Right now...? Ooooow do I have to...? I really want another go. Please... just one more go...please?" "You can only have another go if you promise to be very quick, and while you are doing it you must suck my tits.... Promise, to be quick because I really must get the girls their tea. We are off on holiday on Monday and there is a lot to sort out." "Ok, I can be quick but I don't want to be quick, quick isn't such good fun." "Well if you don't want to be quick..." "I will, I will be quick...honest ..." "Go on then and don't forget, sucking my tits too." As he started, so did I , with that cock reaming up and down, in and out, all the while throbbing, I couldn't avoid cumming, and if he didn't suck my tits, I certainly didn't notice, I was too busy concentrating on another area of considerable pleasure, hot, wet sticky and very well exercised. "Now...now...now..." he cried, emphasising each 'now' with a thrust. As his wads of spunk diminished in intensity, so too my cums started to taper off till the point I said... "Right off now." And pushed him from my body. Taking him by his still rigid cock... "Come with me young man..." I lead him to the bathroom, and with a warm soapy flannel washed his cock and balls, lower tummy and thighs, before turning the flannel on my pussy and thighs, he watched as he dried himself as I scooped the spunk from my fanny and washed it down the drain and soothed my vacant, well used, almost bruised, hole. "Is it a nice holiday you are going on?" "Yes, we are having a caravan down at Weston Super Mare, we are going by train, and we are just going to have fun." "Fun like we had today?" "Oh, I don't know about that." This lad had made me think. "Are you going to have a holiday this year?" "No, mum says we will have days out this year and maybe a holiday next year." Having dressed we made our way down stairs Jean and I sat for a cup of tea and a chat, and I gave Jack half a crown to go and get a bottle of pop at the shop. "See you in the morning Jack, I have a few little jobs for you, tell your mum." Jean dismissed the lad. "I'm taking my girls away for a week, a caravan near Weston Super Mare, been thinking about taking Jack with us, what do you think? "Will there be enough room for him?" "Well, its only got one bedroom, but as you know Dora's other half has pissed off, and Ronnie, she's eighteen now, so she should be taught a few things. Jack could be a useful distraction." "It would give us here a break I suppose. I'll ask his mum see what she says." That's how I left it with Jean, and I just kept my fingers crossed that Janet would play ball and let me take him with us." A Young Neighbour's Education Ch. 03 If it happens I will let you know how it goes.