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Biology Homework

By: ttcrusader



This is a work of fiction and all characters are fictional. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is completely coincidental.

This story contains some very mild watersports. If this offends please do not read.

British English terminology is used throughout. If you are unable or unwilling to deal with this, please avoid reading.

Prologue

I was sat with my wife, Jen and Howard Franks. Howard's wife, Pauline had just died and we were mourning her passing. Pauline Franks was the most influential person of my life and the person that probably made me the man I am today. In my early years she was my friend, my confidant and, for many years, my lover. This is the story of how we first got together, when she was Mrs Griffiths, my biology teacher.

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Pauline Griffiths was a tall athletic woman with a face that shouted sexuality. She was in her mid-thirties and was one of the most beautiful women I'd ever come across in person. She had long wavy brown hair, pinned back away from her face, revealing emerald green eyes that were like lasers when she looked at you intently. I had witnessed those green eyes on a couple of occasions when I'd been late handing in my A level biology essays. Her features were almost perfect and her lips were full and she always wore red lipstick. I regularly found myself fantasising about her and was always keen to engage her in conversation if we happened to bump into each other outside of class. Now and again we lunched together, mostly with others, but on one occasion just the two of us, but always in public view. I was always comfortable around her and was happy to talk about subjects other than biology.

Today Mrs Griffiths was wearing a typical grey skirt suit and blouse, with her jacket, as usual, on the back of her chair. The skirt was tailored, accentuating the flatness of her stomach, the curve of her hips as well as hinting at the power in her upper legs. The hem of her skirt finished just above the knees showing her legs sheathed in dark sheer tights, or hopefully stockings. Her blouse was tight fitting which tended to push her breasts together and up giving the impression that she was always pushing her chest out.

"... Johnson. Andrew Johnson!"

"Yes Mrs Griffiths." I replied suddenly coming out of my trance.

"What did I just say, Andrew?" Mrs Griffiths asked.

"Sorry. I was thinking of something else," I answered, wondering what I'd missed.

Mrs Griffiths stood up and walked towards my desk, "Would you care to elaborate?"

"Not really."

"Well if you don't want to share your private thoughts with the class, I suggest you have them away from the classroom." She said this with a slightly sarcastic smile on her face. There was a rumble of a giggle around the rest of the students.

Mrs Griffiths returned her attention to the whole class, "For Mr Johnson's benefit, please make sure I receive your Genetics coursework immediately after the break for Easter. I'll expect to receive it during the first lesson after the break. For anyone that has any final questions please speak to me before the end of the day. Do have some time for yourselves over the break and I'll see you next term."

The class mumbled their goodbyes as everyone got up to leave. I also got up and was about to turn towards the door when, from behind me I heard.

"Andrew. Do you have a minute please?"

I turned and was a little surprised to see a soft smiling face looking in my direction. "Yes, Mrs Griffiths." I replied.

"Can I have a word with you for a minute?" Then patting the seat in front of her she said, "Come and sit down for a minute, I want to talk to you about your last Genetics paper."

My head dropped as I approached the chair.

Mrs Griffiths suddenly laughed and said, "There's no need to be worried, I was going to congratulate you on one of the best papers I've seen for many years."

I looked up at her to see her face with a broad smile. I felt a little shocked at the revelation of my apparent success, as I never felt Genetics was one of my stronger points.

"Please sit down for a moment Andrew, I won't keep you long." She again pointed to a seat just in front of hers.

I sat down facing her chair and she took her seat and as she did she crossed her legs and I caught the briefest of glimpses of her stocking tops and a flash of milky flesh. Within a moment I became embarrassed and I felt my face flushed.

"Are you alright?" She asked with what looked like a barely disguised smirk on her face.

"I'm alright Mrs Griffiths." I replied.

"What plans do you have for the holiday?" she asked.

"I haven't really thought. I will probably just take a break from school and just relax for a couple of weeks."

Mrs Griffiths seemed to ponder my answer and then said, "With such a good paper on Genetics I think it would be really beneficial if you tried to keep studying over the holidays."

I frowned a little, and looked at her questioningly.

She continued, "I don't mean work as hard as you obviously have been. I mean just keep yourself ticking over."

"It's a little difficult with school closed. I wouldn't be sure what to concentrate on." I said, still wondering where this was going.

"How would you feel if I said I'd be happy to spend some time with you, helping you study during the holiday?"

I considered her offer and it suddenly dawned on me that I might have the opportunity to spend some time alone with Mrs Griffiths. I had imagined just that in many a session at home in bed. I looked up at her and saw a warm smile on her face and my mind began to race before reality seemed to kick in and I considered the opportunity of increasing my chances of a good result.

Eventually I needed to consider the practicalities. "What are you thinking of Mrs Griffiths?"

"What I was thinking was that I don't mind giving up a couple of hours on a couple of days each week just to look more in-depth into Genetics. You seem to have a really good understanding of the subject." She was smiling at me and waited for me to take in her offer.

"That doesn't seem too bad," I replied. "How will I get into school? Won't it be locked up?" I then asked.

"The school will be closed," she confirmed. "But if you don't mind, you could come over to my place and I could help you study there. Only if you want to though."

I started thinking with a part of my body below the waist again before becoming realistic and deciding whether I wanted to spend my break studying for some of the time. Ultimately I considered that you only get one real chance at an education.

"Ok." I replied.

Retaining her warm smile, she said, "Why don't you enjoy the weekend off and come and see me next Tuesday?"

"But I don't know where you live Mrs Griffiths."

She gave a little chuckle and then leaned over to her desk. As she did she gave me another glimpse of her thigh. I must have been staring, because as I looked back up I met her gaze with her eyebrows raised and a questioning expression on her face.

She smiled and said, "I'll take that as a compliment."

"Sorry Mrs Griffiths. I wasn't thinking."

"No need to worry Andrew. Why don't you come to this address," she said offering me a piece of paper, "at 10am on Tuesday. If you like I don't mind doing a bit of lunch before you go."

I looked at the paper and it had her address and her phone number. I looked back at her and she smiled broadly.

Then her expression became serious. Then she said, "I don't need to tell you to treat that with confidence."

"Of course Mrs Griffiths, I'll see you on Tuesday morning." I said as I got up.

"I look forward to it Andrew." Then with the smile appearing on her face again, she said, "Now off you go and enjoy the weekend."

I turned and headed for the door. As I went through the door I turned and shouted, "Have a good weekend Mrs Griffiths".

As I headed down the corridor I heard a faint, "Bye Andrew".

I spent the rest of the day fantasising about Mrs Griffiths. I imagined numerous scenarios where we ended up having sex. It was so bad that by the end of the final lesson of the day I had to cover my crotch to hide my erection. The end of the day eventually arrived allowing me to leave school to enjoy the weekend and fantasise in the privacy of my bedroom.

Tuesday morning came and I was up early. I checked that I had Mrs Griffiths' address. I'd spent Sunday afternoon and evening completing the assignment for the whole of the holiday. I showered, dressed and had breakfast. I got my books together and I headed out. I took the bus and in about 40 minutes I was standing outside of Mrs Griffiths' house. 

It was a fairly new house on a new development. I headed up the drive and got to the front door. I rang the doorbell and waited.

After about a minute I saw movement through the door and then the door opened and Mrs Griffiths stood smiling at me.

"Hello Andrew, it's good to see you. Come on in."

She stood aside and beckoned me in. She guided me down through the house and into the kitchen diner at the rear of the house.

"Why don't you sit at the table," she said pointing to the dining table.

I went and sat down saying, "Thanks," as I did.

"Would you like a drink?" She asked.

"Yes please." I answered.

"There's tea, coffee, fruit juice, coke. Anything take your fancy?"

"Can I have a coke please?"

"Of course," she said turning to the fridge. She called back, "Why don't you get your books out.

I got my assignment and books out and then looked at Mrs Griffiths while she made the drinks.

It was an unusually hot spring day and she was dressed in a long, loose fitting summer dress. It showed off her slim figure but hid most of her body as it came down to mid-calf. She didn't have make-up on but it seemed to show off her natural complexion. Her hair wasn't pinned back, but hung loose framing her face. She looked even more beautiful than she did in school. She looked fresher and had a glow to her that I hadn't noticed before.

She eventually brought our drinks and she sat opposite me. We spent an hour or so going over my work. It was good sitting with her. Although we were getting on with the work it was really nice spending time with her.

Eventually Mrs Griffiths said, "We've made great progress, why don't we take a break."

I sat up, stretched and replied, "That would be good."

"Go through to the lounge and we'll sit in the conservatory. Would you like another coke?"

"Yes please Mrs Griffiths."

She smiled at me and said, "While you're here I don't mind you calling me Pauline."

We smiled at each other as she turned back to the kitchen and I went and sat in the conservatory.

A couple of minutes after I sat down Pauline came in with a coke and a fruit juice. Before she even sat down she said, "Crumbs it's warm in here."

She put the drinks down and pressed a switch on the wall and the blinds on the ceiling of the conservatory closed. It immediately felt cooler as the sun was hidden from direct view.

Pauline turned back to the drinks, handed me my coke, took her fruit juice and then sat in the chair opposite me. She just sat and looked at me without saying anything.

I looked back at her feeling a little uncomfortable under her gaze. It seemed she had been looking at me forever before I eventually asked, "Is anything wrong?"

"No Andy," she replied. "You don't mind me calling you Andy, do you?"

"No, of course not."

We fell silent again for a few moments and then Pauline spoke. "I've noticed you staring at me in class."

I felt myself blush and not knowing what to say all I could do was look at the floor.

"It's ok Andy. I'm not upset; I just wondered why you keep staring at me. Am I so disgusting?" she smiled as she finished speaking.

"No. Of course not, Mrs... Pauline. I think you're very beautiful."

"Thank you Andy. There's no need to be embarrassed when you compliment a woman."

I looked up to see her warm smile.

"Pauline, this is really weird. You're my teacher and we shouldn't really be doing this should we?" I asked beginning to feel a little uncomfortable.

Her smile slipped a little and a slight frown appeared, then she replied, "Look, you're 18 years old. It's been obvious to me over the last couple of terms that you've been eyeing me up. If you forget I'm a teacher, I'm just a woman that has been extremely flattered by your attention and I'm also a woman that enjoys sex. If you are happy we can just enjoy ourselves for a time, until we decide to move on with our lives."

"Is there a Mr Griffiths?" I asked. "It's just that you're a Mrs and not a Miss."

"I see. You're concerned that there may be complications." she said with the smile returning to her face. "There's no need to be worried. I've been divorced for nearly 10 years. In that time I've devoted myself to teaching and enjoy the company of my students at a professional level, but just now and again I come across someone I feel is special and I decide to offer the opportunity to spend a little social time with me. It doesn't happen very often. In fact you're only the third student I've felt this way about and the first at Colston."

I sat and absorbed what I'd just been told. I was very attracted to her and just needed to overcome any doubts I had.

After a minute or so with Pauline waiting patiently I asked, "What made you pick me?"

She laughed and then said, "That's easy. You are attracted to me. You're a very attractive young man. You're extremely intelligent and part of my decision is based on your high standards with your studies."

"I didn't realise I was being that obvious. I didn't mean to embarrass you or myself for that matter."

Pauline laughed again, "You didn't embarrass yourself and after I got over the initial glare from your eyes I actually liked it and have been very complimented by your attention. I've even, in my private moments, imagined what it might be like for you and me to be together."

"What do you mean by private moments?" I asked, a little naively.

"I think we're beyond being proper now so I'll be completely open with you. There are a number of times I've spent recently pleasuring myself while imagining you were with me; imagining us doing intimate things together. It has been very arousing and that is the main reason I decided to ask you because not only are you very attractive I actually want to spend some time with you in the hope that you may want to fulfil one or two of the fantasies you may also have had about me."

"Wow." Was all I could say at this point.

A silence fell again.

After a minute or two with my head bowed trying to decide whether to do what I wanted to do or what I should do.

"Andy. We've obviously got to a point where things will not be the same in the future, but look, this is how I see it going from here. You could turn down my offer and I will be a little disappointed but I will accept that it is the proper thing to do. If that happens I will not be offended and I will retain a respect for you being able to override your basic desires to do the right and proper thing.

"If you decide to take advantage of my offer, I will be happy to be intimate in private, but I will also expect us to conduct ourselves properly when we're in school or in public."

"What would happen if I say no now, but change my mind later?" I asked.

"If I'm still not involved with anyone else, I may make the offer again, but there will be no guarantees."

Throughout this conversation there was warmth to Pauline's expression that was so attractive. I found it difficult to think about her with just my head and not with other lower parts of my body. I'd also decided that this was an opportunity that I couldn't turn down. The chance to enjoy the physical pleasures of a beautiful older woman was so irresistible that I already knew I was going to take her up on her offer. I was also aware that I was starting to get hard and I didn't want to appear to be too eager.

"That's one hell of an offer," I said, pausing before continuing. "I can't believe there's a man on this planet that would turn that offer down. I certainly can't. It's an opportunity for a very naughty fantasy to come true." I had a broad grin on my face while I said this and Pauline's face also lit up with a broad smile as we both realised we would hopefully enjoy each other for as long as we decided we wanted to.

Pauline got to her feet and held her hand out for me to stand. "Come here."

I got up and she walked to me and held me to her. She was pressing the whole length of her body against mine. Her pelvis was fairly forcefully pushed forward, which I'm sure allowed her to feel my growing erection. He breasts were pressed against my chest and I could feel the points of her nipples pushing into me. It suddenly dawned on me that it was likely that she wasn't wearing a bra.

All of a sudden she whispered in my ear, "Are you hard?"

"Mostly," I replied.

"Good. It's nice to know that teacher hasn't lost her touch."

She giggled at this and I joined in with her. After a few moments she stopped and pulled her face away from mine, but looking intently into my eyes. I stopped as well and looked back at her. All of a sudden her lips opened slightly and she moved them to mine and we kissed deeply, opening our mouths, and I felt her tongue running across my lips and extend further into my mouth and sought out my tongue. At this I reciprocated and our tongues danced and pushed around each other as the intensity of our kiss and passion increased.

She gave a soft groan as we kissed, enjoying the intimate contact.

As we eventually broke the kiss I asked, "What did you fantasise about me, in your more private moments?"

Pauline smiled lustily and asked in reply, "Will it turn you on if I told you?"

"Mmm. Probably." I replied.

"Well let's sit down, and I'll tell you." As she said this she led me to the small sofa to one side of the conservatory and got me to sit. She sat at the other end, facing me with one leg up on the sofa and the other on the floor. As she sat she pulled the bottom of her dress from beneath her allowing it to simply rest on her legs.

She began her tale, "Well, it would usually begin with me thinking about you in class and you staring at me. I would think about what you were thinking of doing to me. With this I would usually get a bit aroused, so I would grab a glass of wine and go up to bed, get naked and masturbated for a while.

"I would think about you running your hands all over my body, kissing me, and playing with my breasts and nipples. You would pinch and roll my nipples in your fingers, but also you would suck and nip them with your teeth. Then you would kiss down my stomach and lick around my pussy and pussy lips. You'd flick your tongue across my clit and suck and bite on it. I'd imagine you doing that and pushing a couple of fingers into me until I came for real. Sometimes I would carry on imagining you getting your hard cock out and pushing it into me and fucking me until I came again as I imagined you filling my pussy with your cum. It was usually at this point that I had a wonderful orgasm which usually provided some satisfaction."

As I listened to her my cock became rigid and it was noticeable that a flush came to her face and chest.

"I'd love to see that." I said a little absently, not really thinking of the implications.

"Do you really mean that?" she asked, with a smile.

"Yes. But I didn't mean it to sound crude."

"It wasn't crude darling. Come with me."

She got up and took my hand. She led me through the lounge and into the hallway, up the stairs and finally in through a door leaving us standing in the middle of her bedroom.

She went over to her dressing table and got the chair and placed it next to the bed, facing it. She then came back to me turning her back to me and asked, "Be a darling and unzip me please."


Biology Homework



I am fortunate enough to be in a job where I am able to work at home a couple of days a week. This has many benefits. Some of them are quite unexpected. One of the unexpected ones happened the other day! 

My next door neighbour has a daughter, Amy. She has recently turned 18 and it has been a pleasure watching her turning from a chubby girl into a buxom young lady. She's ended up with a fabulously round rear, and some pretty large, perky breasts. She is certainly very enjoyable to watch around the garden. In particular because she likes wearing tiny shorts and bikini tops. I have to say I've had to be careful about where my thoughts have gone as I'm old enough to be her dad! Just! 

The other day though I was in for a real treat. I was busy working in an empty house when the doorbell rang. It was Amy and she looked a little flushed. She explained that she had a couple of friends round and that they were doing some homework and needed some assistance. Could I possibly come round to help. I gladly agreed - anything to avoid the monotony of my job was a pleasant distraction. As we climbed the stairs to her room she took care to inform me that there was nobody else at home, and wouldn't be for some time. In retrospect this should have meant more to me than it did at the time. 

We got to her room and she introduced me to her friends. There was Lucy who was blonde, very slim, almost skinny, and had the most fabulous blue eyes. She had long legs and very small breasts. From the look of it she had a Wonderbra on, maybe even some extra padding. Even so she looked very flat. Not that this is a problem at all - I find small breasts can be very interesting to observe. 

Then there was Sally who had the most fabulous red hair, pale skin with a few freckles and almost green, piercing eyes. She had fairly average sized chest I'd say, but they looked quite a bit bigger due to her athletic figure. I was feeling really glad to be able to assist these 3 beauties in their homework duties. 

After the introductions had been made, I asked them what it was they needed help with. There was definitely an increase in the rosiness of cheeks at that point and Amy piped up:

"We're doing some work on human anatomy for our Biology A-Level. Basically, we're getting a bit stuck with it all in relation to men. Obviously for women it's easy, we can look in the book and look at ourselves or each other. We've had a lot of fun doing that. But when it comes to the male parts, all we have is our textbook and the internet. It's embarrassing looking at male parts on the internet and the textbook is rubbish. We were wondering if you could help us out. We don't want to embarrass you, or force you, but if you could help it would be fabulous!" 

As you might expect I was a little taken aback at this. In particular in the forward nature of the way Amy explained the situation. I probably should have been jumping at this opportunity, but I didn't want to get myself in hot water. So I asked them why they couldn't ask one of their boyfriends to step up. Amy responded: 

"They're all too chicken to get their bits out for us to look at. We've asked them and they just flatly refuse." 

"More fool them," I thought! "So how do you want this to work then?" I asked. 

Lucy chimed in: "Well if you don't mind, you'd just get your cock out and stand there whilst we examine it and so on!" 

At this they three girls all started giggling and turned bright red again. I decided that with nothing ventured there would be nothing gained, and I reminded myself that these three girls are all legal, even if they are young and naive, so I started unbuttoning my fly. The giggling stopped abruptly when they realised what I was doing and they all leaned in to get a good view. They looked visibly excited. I pulled down my trousers and stepped out of them, standing there in my boxers which had a rather visible bulge. 

"Is this giving you a boner," Sally asked inquisitively. 

"Yes," I replied, "is that going to be a problem?"

"No, "she answered, "not in the slightest. We were hoping to get you hard as that is part of what we are looking at. When we were doing the female body earlier we all played with Amy's pussy to get her turned on so that we could see how an aroused woman looks. It was lots of fun."

This caused my cock to really stand to attention. The thought of those three playing with each other had me really going. I carefully released my member from its confines and kicked off my boxers. I don't think I've got a particularly large penis. It's probably 5 inches in length, but it does the job I need it to! Nevertheless there was a sharp intake of breath from the three beauties across from me. There was definitely a lot of excitement! 

All three of them came a bit closer and had a good look at me. I could feel their breath on my skin. Sally reached for her textbook and started reading about the male genetalia out loud. As she was reading Amy reached out and started touching all the bits gently as Sally read them out. Her touch was so gentle, and each little brush of her hand made my dick jerk with satisfaction. All three girls were visibly flushed again now and I'm sure their breathing was a lot shallower than before. 

Once Sally had finished reading from the textbook they started taking it in turns to stroke and touch me. It was taking all my concentration to not squirt a load over all of them right there and then. Then one of them gave my balls a gentle squeeze which made me flinch. Not through pain, more through pleasure. I couldn't believe how forward they were being. I lost all track of time as I presented myself to them. Eventually though I heard Amy saying:

"Thanks so much for that. Really interesting. You've been such a help. You can get dressed again now."

I pulled my boxers and trousers back on thinking that I might be able to go back to my house to give myself some relief. But that wasn't to be just yet. 

"Do you mind helping us with something else whilst you're here?" Lucy asked. 

I said that I would be more than happy to. They started then to explain that all three of them really wanted to let their boyfriends know that they are ready for sex, but didn't know how to go about it. They had decided between them that they didn't want to do it through talking, rather that they were going to invite the three of them round for a party and to dress and behave in such a manner that sex was a foregone conclusion. They asked me to provide them with some assistance and ideas for their ploy. 

I explained to them that I'd be happy to help, but that my advice would be heavily biased towards the things that I like, and that there's no guarantee that their boyfriends would like it. They were willing to take the risk. 

"How obvious do you want to be with your ploy?" I asked them. 

"We'd do anything to get them to be unable to keep their hands off us and their dicks out of our vaginas," Amy responded. 

"In that case," I replied, "here is what I suggest. All three of you should dress as provocatively as you possibly dare. I would suggest you wear no underwear, the exception being thigh-length stockings if you like. You should wear clothes that make the most of your best assets. For me that's boobs. You should also wear skirts or dresses, and have them as short as you dare. There's no point going without panties if there isn't a bit of a risk you'll show off your omission! If I were to walk into a room with three such girls, in such attire, the question wouldn't be when I can fuck, rather where to start!"

"What's your thought on pubic hair then?" Lucy asked. 

"Personally I love girls who shave completely, but if that's no good then it should be short and very neatly trimmed. I can't be doing with a bush, and I'll give you a couple of good reasons. First of all, I like to see where I'm putting myself, and secondly, I don't like getting pubes in my teeth when I go down on a girl."

This brought much giggling from the girls. They looked at each other and then nodded. Amy then said:

"Would you mind if we tried on some outfits and see what you think of them? Maybe you could give suggestions on how to improve them too?"

I readily agreed. Who wouldn't? And anyway they'd seen my cock, why shouldn't I get a bit of pleasure into the bargain. Then Amy asked me if I'd mind leaving the room so that they could change. When they were ready they'd call me back in to assess their attire. 

There was much giggling and frivolity from behind the door. Then one at a time they came past me in the hall and went into the bathroom for a good 10 minutes or so each. After what seemed like an eternity Amy stuck her head around the door and asked me to come in. 

I went in and they'd set up a barrier halfway into the room that was about neck high on them. All three of them were behind the screen. Amy asked me to sit on her sofa and then explained that they would come out one at a time for inspection. They asked me to be as honest as I could about what they were wearing and reminded me that the idea is that they wanted to be as slutty as possible for their boyfriends. Then she asked if I had a preference who came out first. I said not really, but for argument's sake let's start with Lucy. 

Lucy walked out and she was a vision of beauty. She'd redone her makeup to accentuate her blue eyes more. She had a white blouse on with a couple of buttons undone and a reasonably short pleated skirt and high heels. I could tell she was a little embarrassed. She needn't have been. She looked absolutely ravishing. Her legs looked even longer than before. She did a twirl. As she twirled her skirt raised a little showing off even more beautiful skin. I was starting to get hard again and was loving this, but decided to push the limits a bit and see how far these minxes would go with me. 

"You look absolutely amazing, Lucy," I said, "but if you really want to go for as slutty as possible there's some changes I reckon you should make. First of all, your skirt is great and I love the way it moves when you move, but you could really do with it being shorter. Could you get it so that the hem is literally just below your bum? That way you'll be close to flashing your chap all the time. He'll love it. Trust me! The other change I'd like is for you to undo all of the buttons on your blouse. It's tucked in to your skirt so that will keep things together just enough. You've got nice small breasts. That means you can be a lot more daring with your cleavage than your friends who have more upstairs."

Lucy looked at me and gave me a cheeky smile. She turned, winking, and retired behind the screen. There was a hive of activity and then she reappeared. She had done everything I asked! All the buttons on her blouse were undone showing lovely skin and a great toned tummy. Her skirt was incredibly short now too. She did another twirl for me and this time I could see her butt cheeks peeking out as she went around. I also got a good glimpse under her blouse and saw her nipples were sticking out loads. I guessed she must be getting horny! I told her she looked irresistible to which she winked again and then plonked herself on the sofa next to me. As she did so her blouse gaped open revealing her left breast completely. She made no attempt to cover herself again so I let myself get a good eyeful of her wonderful tit. There was barely and breast itself really, but her aureole was dark and her nipple stuck out a good half inch. I longed to suck on it.

Lucy must have read my mind because she leaned over and whispered "maybe later big boy!" and then crossed her legs seductively. 

My attention was then caught by some activity behind the screen. And then Sally appeared. If I thought Lucy looked sexy, Sally was something else! She had on a white dress that would have been reasonably chaste, except for the fact that it was semi-transparent. It was really figure-hugging and I could clearly see the outline of her breasts hanging free and unfettered beneath it. I could also clearly see her aureole and her nipples sticking out like little peas. I dragged my eyes down to check the rest of her out. The skirt part probably finished just above mid-thigh, but I could quite clearly see her red bush through the material. When she turned around I could see the shape of her cheeks pressing firmly into the material. I must have had my mouth wide open, gawping, because the next thing I knew Sally was leaning over and had her tongue in my mouth. It was just for a split second, but she tasted so good! Then she sat down on my other side, reached over and gave Lucy's exposed nipple a tweak. Lucy groaned quietly and smiled. 

Then Amy coughed from behind the screen. "My turn!" she said. And out she came. She was wearing stockings to just above the knee, and the smallest dress I think I have ever seen. It was probably one of those dresses that are intended for wearing over a top and jeans. But Amy was wearing it with nothing at all underneath. Her big boobs were really straining against the material. It was a battle that I had a clear favourite to win, that's for sure. As she turned around for inspection they wobbled beautifully under gravity's pull as well. The skirt part of the dress didn't even cover the bottom of her cheeks at the back and I got a fabulous view between her legs. It got better still when she bent over at the waste and touched her toes. I could see her wonderful pert bottom completely and he completely shaved pussy was there on display. She was glistening in her own juices. I couldn't help myself and reached out and gave her bottom a stroke. She giggled, and backed into my hand. 

She kept coming and eventually sat down in my lap. She rubbed herself hard against my now swollen penis and let out a satisfied sigh. She made no attempt at all to keep things down below covered up so I ran my fingers up and down her legs, getting closer and closer to her smooth mound. The closer I got the harder she ground herself into my crotch. Sally and Lucy were obviously enjoying the action too as they reached round and each released one of Amy's pert breasts from the tiny dress. They were stupendous. Really firm with big dark aureoles and terrific nipples that were standing to attention. Sally and Lucy got to work on their respective mammary, caressing and massaging, and it was clear they were driving Amy wild. She was arching her back and still grinding my cock. I decided it was time to let my hands finish their journey and slipped a couple of fingers into her sopping wet fanny. She screamed with pleasure as a massive orgasm overtook her. Her pussy walls clenched and clenched again against my fingers as I rubbed away at her. The climax lasted for ages and she obviously enjoyed it immensely. 

When she had recovered she got off my lap, which was soaked from her juices, and shrugged her tiny dress off completely, leaving her standing there in stockings and heels. She then knelt in front of Lucy and pushed Lucy's long legs apart, revealing yet another completely shaved pussy. Then Amy pulled the tails of Lucy's blouse out of the waste line to completely expose her other breast. Then she started planting kisses all over her chest. 

Whilst this was going on I suddenly felt a hand at my waste. I looked down to see Sally had started to unbutton my fly. I let her continue as I watched the show next to me. By now Lucy's blouse was completely off and her skirt was bunched around her waist. Amy had her head between Lucy's legs and was giving her cunt a proper seeing to. I reached over and started to caress Lucy's tiny tits. She felt so lovely. Then I felt Sally's hands on my shaft. She started stroking me gently and then I felt her lips around me as she slipped my cock into her mouth. She started to suck on me. It felt glorious. And the sounds Lucy was making on my other side as her pussy was being eaten out were driving me wild. I knew I wouldn't last long and decided to warn Sally. She made no response, just kept on going, and in a few short seconds I exploded sending spurt after spurt of salty cum into her divine mouth. At almost the same time Lucy climaxed next to me letting out a shriek and a long line of expletives. It sounded so hot! 

I lay back next to Lucy as we recovered from our pleasure. Amy finished undressing Lucy and Sally started to undress me. I saw a nice big damp patch on the back of her dress. When I was completely naked she climbed onto my lap and whispered into my ear: "My turn. I need you to fuck me hard. I need you to tear off my dress. I need your dick inside me. I need to cum with your cock filling me up. I need you to be rough with me."

I didn't need much encouragement really. My cock was already starting to get hard again, so I grabbed her dress at the neckline and started to rip it apart down the front. It wasn't easy, but I could tell from the encouragement from Sally that she was appreciating my efforts. I ripped the dress down to her waste and then paused to liberate her glorious rack with its milky white skin and pert nipples. I started to squeeze and rub her chest quite roughly and she responded in kind with groans of pleasure. After a little while I finished the job of tearing her dress off her to reveal her lovely red bush which she had trimmed perfectly. The area between her legs was slick with her own juices. I decided to try a bit of spanking and slapped her quite hard on her backside telling her she was so naughty for being turned on like this. The pleasure was so apparent on her face so I slapped her again. 

She groaned and told me to hit her in other places too. So I gave her breasts a slap. "I'm going to cum!" she screamed. "Don't stop being rough but I need your penis!" She shuffled forwards and plunged my dick into her sopping hole. She started bouncing up and down on me. Then Lucy came up behind her and started grabbing her tits really roughly and within seconds it was over. Sally gave a squeal that lasted for ages as her pleasure exploded through her body. She slipped off my cock and collapsed on the sofa. 

As soon as my penis was free Amy sat down in her place and lined me up for a good fucking. At the same time Lucy climbed up onto the sofa in such a way as I could lick her pussy and Amy could play with her bum. It wasn't long before the sounds of sex were permeating the air again. My dick felt very at home inside Amy's cunt. My tongue felt at home inside Lucy's. After a short while I could feel the pressure building in my balls. I'm sure Amy could sense it too as she started to milk me harder and harder with her glorious pussy. Just as I was about to climax I felt Amy's pussy clench tight around me as she let out a giggle of pleasure. This sent me over and my hot seed deposited itself inside her. At the same time Lucy collapsed with her own orgasm wracking her body. It was beautiful. 

After a short while we all collapsed in a heap and rested. Then I decided I had really best be getting back home to do some "work". So the young ladies helped me dress. Amy showed me to the door, still naked, and whispered to me by way of farewell:

"You know where to find me if you need any action." And she kissed me on the lips. I gave her one last look up and down and smiled as I walked out the door.



Biology Homework - The Aftermath



The other day I told you about my encounter with Amy next door and her two friends. You may well remember that the four of us had a lot of fun subsequent to my helping them with their Biology homework. Well yesterday the story continued as I'm sure you'll be happy to hear. 

I was working at home again and around mid-morning there was a knock at the door. It was Lucy. To refresh your memory, Lucy is just 18, tall, leggy, slim, and blonde, with piercing blue eyes and a really flat chest. She had, I suppose by way of compensation, quite large nipples. She looked fabulous as always, in a denim skirt with buttons down the front and a flowery thin blouse over a strappy top. At the ends of her fantastic legs she had some pumps on. Seeing her brought back memories of seeing her naked as few days ago and my heart skipped a beat. 

I said hello and invited her in. Once inside she gave me a little peck on the cheek and we went into the lounge. I got her a cold drink and asked her what I could do for her. 

"I hope you don't mind me coming round unannounced like this," she said. "You see, the other day you said some really nice things about my body. I've always been really self-conscious of my tiny breasts. I've always gone for the Wonderbra look to try and fashion something out of nothing. But then you told me you liked my chest and encouraged me to flaunt what I'd got. You told me I could do things that girls with bigger breasts couldn't. I'd not really thought about that. Anyway, when I got home I did some thinking and decided I'd make some changes to the way I dress. I decided that as my chest is so flat I don't need the support of a bra really, and anyway, I found the bras I was wearing pretty uncomfortable. I made the decision that I would only wear a bra if I was doing sport, mainly to stop chafing."

"It felt so good the next day being free from the confines of the material. It made me a bit horny too. In fact by lunch time my panties were pretty damp so in the end I ditched those too. I hope you don't mind me telling you this! I wanted you to hear what a difference you'd made to me!" 

"Not at all," I answered. "I'm really enjoying this. I'm glad I could help!"

"Thanks for listening," she continued. "Anyway, so I ditched my panties at lunch time. I was wearing a skirt, and it felt great having the air circulating freely up there. It didn't solve the problem of feeling horny - in fact it probably compounded the problem, but as I had nothing on under my skirt things were free to leak and dry as necessary. The cold breeze was absolutely lovely. When I got home I'd had such a lovely day teasing myself that I was able to get myself off in seconds! So I decided that unless it was absolutely necessary, I'd go without panties too. It has been absolutely amazing knowing that I've got no underwear on and nobody really knows."

"Anyway, I got thinking then about some of the things you'd said to me at Amy's house. About how I could flaunt myself. I started to wonder what sort of things you had in mind. And then this morning I bit the bullet and decided to come over and talk to you about it, and see if you could help me work it out. And I was sort of hoping..." here she trailed off and her cheeks went red. It was really cute that she'd suddenly gone bashful and I longed to know what she wanted to say. 

"Take your time," I encouraged her. "You've nothing to be embarrassed about with me."

"I know," she went on. "It's just... well... you see, one of the problems I've faced is that because of my lack of confidence in my body I've never really pursued guys in the ways that maybe I should. I've had a few flings with them but they've always shown dissatisfaction in my appearance. So basically I'm still a virgin. I've had toys in there, both from my own playing, and from playing with my girlfriends and so on, but I've never had a cock in there. I was really hoping that we could have some fun today, and then we could have sex later. I really want you to pop my cherry. Call it a thank you for making me realise I do actually look good."

I was slightly flummoxed at this. Why would an 18 year old girl who looked so great want to lose her virginity to a guy twice her age? "Are you sure about that Lucy?" I asked. "I'm basically old enough to be your Dad. Hey I've had sex with Amy and you saw it. Surely you want to wait for something special? Don't get me wrong, I'm flattered by your request, but I don't want you to regret it."

"Well," she said, "Amy tells me your cock feels great. And I want my first time to feel great. Plus you've been really nice to me about the way I look. And all the magazines I read say that sex with an older guy is a great experience. So, yes, I am sure. In fact if you don't agree I might have to take advantage of you!"

On seeing the surprise in my eyes she added: "I'm just joking, but I would be really upset." 

I had a bit of a think about it weighing up all the possibilities. The only cons I could think of at the time were that she's young, and that I should be working! There were so many pros. Not least of all the fact that she's hot and by now I was really getting rather aroused. 

"Ok," I said. "I agree. We can have some fun and then see about having some great sex later." 

She beamed at me and then licked her lips seductively. 

"What did you have in mind for the 'fun' side of things," I asked. 

"As I said earlier, I've been enjoying not wearing underwear for the last few days. You mentioned that I could flaunt myself and that idea got me wondering. So I thought, maybe you could take me out around town and we could find ways of me making use of the fact I'm not wearing underwear. Maybe tease some folks, and see what happens. I never thought I was an exhibitionist, but the thought of it really turns me on. I want to have a go, but I want to do it with someone who I know appreciates my form the way it is and will hopefully also enjoy the show into the bargain. What do you think?"

"I think it's a great idea," I assured her, "do we need to lay down some ground rules though so you feel safe?"

"I think the only rules we need are that I completely trust you and will do whatever you want me to do. Ultimately I want to be turned on by showing myself off, not humiliated, and that's in your interests too, because if I get really horny you'll get to fuck me later!" 

I agreed with this assessment of the situation and turned my thoughts to what she was wearing. I asked her to take off her blouse so I could see her strappy top underneath. She looked great with just the top on, and her nipples were clearly visible beneath the fabric. I recalled how long they got in my mind and immediately felt my cock get firmer than it already was! We put her blouse in my bag for use later. I decided it was a little too transparent for an initial foray into showing off. Then I turned my attentions to her skirt. It was faded denim and had buttons all the way up the front. I clarified with her that all the buttons were real which she assured me they were.

"Here's what I want you to do, Lucy," I explained. "You are in charge of the buttons on your skirt. Whenever you feel ready, I'd like you to undo one, but there is one rule: once it is undone you may not do it up again. You have four buttons there that are not necessary for holding your skirt up. I'd say you can get away with undoing three before you actually provide permanent viewing of your pussy. Although you'll struggle not to show yourself off with less than that undone when sitting down. Particularly if you sit with your legs slightly apart. This is something I'd very much like to encourage you to do. Now just before we head out, I remember the other day you were clean shaven down below. Have you kept yourself trim since then?"

By way of answer she just lifted her skirt showing her beautifully smooth mound. She then smoothed her skirt back down and unbuttoned the bottom button. Nice. I turned my attentions back to her chest. She was pretty well covered, but as I'd already noticed you could really see her nipples poking through the material. That's when I noticed that the top had adjustable length straps. 

"Would you mind lengthening the straps on your top, Lucy?" I asked. "Let's make them long enough so that your top only just covers your nipples, and so that if a strap falls off your shoulder you will be showing off a fabulous nipple."

She nodded her assent and turned around. I stood behind her and lengthened the straps. There was just enough play to allow the hem to sit just above her areolas. I slipped my hands under the material and gave her a gentle caress. She shuddered at my touch and let out a small gasp. It was all too tempting to ravish her there and then but I also really wanted to see her showing off, so I took my hands away again and said "let's go!"

We got in the car, my thought being we could drive to a shopping centre to find some people to tease. As Lucy got in I got a lovely view down her top. I'm sure she got in that way in order to show me everything. I wasn't complaining. She sat down in her seat, remembering to keep her legs slightly parted, and then even pulled her skirt further up her legs giving me a great view. I reached over and gave her inner thigh a stroke. She smiled at me and playfully slapped the back of my hand. 

"Later!" she crooned, although I'm sure she wasn't completely serious. I pulled my hand away, but made sure to 'accidentally' brush my hand against her pussy. It was slippery with her juices. I made a big show of smelling my fingers and then licking off the moisture. It tasted great. 

"Oh behave yourself!" she giggled. 

We got to the mall without any further incident, although the sight of her long legs next to me did distract me from the road rather too often for comfort. As we got out of the car there was an old gent sitting in his car just across the car park. Lucy got out in such a way as to give him a treat. She got out one leg at a time giving him a view straight up her skirt, then as she stood up made sure to let one of her nipples fall out of her top. The chap sat there with his chin on his chest breathing deeply. Lucy just giggled, readjusted herself, and put her arm around me and we walked to the escalator. 

"That was pretty daring, Lucy," I said, "I thought you were shy about your body?" 

"Not with old guys," she replied. "The way I see it they deserve a little treat now and again. And they're not going to take advantage of me, unlike some chaps," she added, and gave my bum a tweak. 

We made our way to a coffee shop and Lucy found a table outside as I went to order drinks. As I was waiting for the barista to do his job, I looked round and I could tell loads of guys had noticed Lucy. It was hard to miss her really. Her blonde hair was glowing and her blue eyes looked like they lit up the entire room. And then there were her legs that just went on and on. She was sitting straight in her chair with her legs slightly parted as I'd suggested. You could see a good amount of her thighs. It was really inviting. She caught me looking and reached into her lap and slowly and candidly undid the second button on her skirt. My cock which had had a bit of a relax for a few minutes immediately stood back to attention. I'm sure folks could see the bulge. Still, there wasn't much I could do about it. 

I grabbed our coffees and went back to Lucy. 

"That was awesome, Lucy," I said. "You've got all eyes on you. I can definitely see some drooling going on and it's not just from the guys!" 

"Do you think I should flash a bit more skin then? I'm really enjoying this. You don't think I'm going to get in trouble do you?"

"I think you'll be fine. We'll be careful though and we won't stay in one place for too long. As for showing skin, I think you're doing fabulously, but if you were feeling really brave, then you could let a strap fall off your shoulder when you take a sip of coffee. Let it stay down for a little and then make it look like an accident."

Lucy smiled at me with a devilish look in her eyes. She picked up her coffee and took a big swig. As she did so she dropped her other shoulder and the strap of her top slipped to her elbow. The material sagged, and as I'd hoped her nipple fell out of her top. It was sticking out a full half inch. She was definitely really turned on. Quite a few of the guys around had a double take and I could see a couple of ladies licking their lips. Lucy suddenly went bright red as she 'noticed' her top, and quickly pulled up the strap again, hiding her nipple from view again. 

I smiled at her. No words were needed. She looked into my crotch and smiled at the bulge. She stuck her finger into her coffee and the seductively sucked the foam from it. She was so hot! 

We finished our coffees pretty soon after that, and I suggested we went to a bar round the corner for something a little stronger. She readily agreed. 

I got up and then took Lucy's hand to help her up. As soon as she was standing I drew her in for a kiss. I gently opened my mouth and slipped my tongue into hers and she groaned. I could feel her nipples through her top and my shirt. I couldn't wait to get them in my mouth, to play with them, to pull on them. Lucy must have had similar thoughts because I felt a gentle touch run over the bulge in my pants. I caught my breath and broke the kiss before we got in any trouble! 

We strolled around the corner to the bar. There weren't many folks in there with it being before lunch, but it would make a perfect venue for the next part of the plan. 

I led Lucy to a low sofa and let her sit down. I asked her what she would like to drink and she indicated that she didn't mind so long as it tasted good and had alcohol in it. The sofa was just the right height for my idea. Lucy's skirt rode up her legs a little as she sat there and she naturally crossed them. I gave her a playful slap on the knee and reminded her about keeping them apart. 

"You cunning pervert," she beamed. "I love it!" 

She uncrossed her legs ensuring I got a gratuitous beaver shot into the bargain. She was glistening. I'd never seen a pussy so wet actually. I also noticed something I'd not noticed before, she had relatively big labia. She looked so inviting. I really wanted to bury my face in her wetness, but that would probably have resulted in an arrest so I refrained and went to the bar to order drinks. 

I came back with a couple of screwdrivers and Lucy gave me a wink: "One track mind!" She chuckled. I laughed too and gave her a theatrical wink. I sat myself down next to her and her hand immediately started rubbing my cock through my trousers. 

"I just can't help myself. I'm so excited to get this big boy in me later," she whispered in sultry fashion. I did nothing to stop her. It felt great. We drank our drinks and I saw a chap was about to come over to take the empties away. I leaned over and said softly in Lucy's ear, "When that chap comes to take our glasses, could you try and let him get a good view down your top?"

She smiled at me. The young chap came over. He must have been about the same age as Lucy, but looked pretty immature. He had loads of acne, poor fellow. He was about to bend over to pick up the empties when Lucy leaned forward and picked the first one up. As she did so her top fell away from her chest giving him a good view. I'm pretty sure he would have seen nipples. He'd certainly got more than he bargained for. His eyes bulged! He took the first empty glass from Lucy and she reached to get the other empty for him. As she did so one of her straps found its way to her elbow again liberating her breast fully again. She didn't even bat an eyelid and let the fellow get as much of a look as he wanted to. His body was restricting the view of others in the bar so Lucy happily let him stand there in amazement. 

After a little she slowly brought her strap back up to its rightful position and covered herself up. Then she licked her fingers on her hand and slipped it beneath the material and gave her nipple a tweak. She ran her tongue over her teeth as she did this. The poor chap was completely flustered and dropped a glass off the tray to the floor. He knelt down to pick it up and his head was perfectly in line with Lucy's crotch. She knew it, and parted her legs more giving him a view right up her skirt. I think he probably almost passed out at this point. Lucy let him get as much of a view as he wanted and had a beautiful smile on her face. Then he got up, apologised for his clumsiness and made a beeline for the kitchens. 

I decided it was time for lunch, and also time to up the ante slightly more. I pulled Lucy's flowery semi-transparent blouse out of my bag and said: "why don't you go to the ladies and change your top for this one? Leave some buttons undone too. Maybe all the way to just above your naval." 

She got up and slipped off to the toilets to change. She wasn't gone long. She came back out and boy she looked impressive! Her flowery blouse was undone all the way to just above her naval as I'd suggested and it showed she had a toned tummy. The material let you have a pretty fair impression of what lay beneath. Her dark areolas were particularly visible if you knew what you were looking at. They probably looked like part of the pattern to the un-initiated. Lucy had also taken the opportunity to undo another button on her skirt. Her pussy was covered but really only just. I could see a hint of moisture on her thighs. 

I jumped to my feet and took her hand. We walked out of the bar to a restaurant around the corner for lunch. The waiter's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw what Lucy was wearing. He sat us down and mumbled something about getting the manager. This concerned me a little but I tried not to let it show. 

The manager came out. He was about my sort of age, Italian, and seemed a really nice sort of guy. He bustled over to our table and looked Lucy up and down. "If you two don't mind," he said, "I'd like to do you a deal. This young lady looks absolutely stunning and I can see she is already turning heads. If you would be happy to sit at the most prominent table in the restaurant and let people view you from afar, then I will give you whatever you want to eat or drink, and for your friend too, on the house. I really think your presence here will be good for the business." 

I was amazed at his forthrightness, but Lucy smiled and agreed without second thought. The manager took her hand, kissed it, and then helped her up. He led her over to a table in the middle of the restaurant that could be seen well from any part of the room, and you could see it reasonably well from outside too. Lucy sat down and the waiter brought us menus and a bottle of wine. We ordered something light for lunch because by now both of us were getting pretty desperate to fuck. There were quite a lot of admiring glances from across the room. I'm sure some folks went a circuitous route to the toilets too, in order to get a closer view. 

At the point where it was clear that the waiter was bringing over our food, Lucy reached once again into her lap and undid another button. This was the last one that she could undo without her skirt falling off completely. All the same, it spread open so much that her pussy was completely exposed. I could see it as I was sitting next to her, and the waiter would see it too. I don't think it was that obvious to others though. She took a sharp intake of breath though and went to do it up again. I reminded her of the rules and she stopped, but looked a little unsure. I assured her it wasn't that obvious to others and she relaxed a little. I couldn't relax though. My cock was rock hard now. The sight of Lucy's pussy out in the open, the constant glimpses of her chest through and under her blouse, and the anticipation of exploding inside her tight cunt later were driving me wild with lust. 




Biology Homework - The Aftermath



The waiter arrived with our food and made sure he gave Lucy's crotch a good ogling. I'm sure he enjoyed it. Neither of us was particularly hungry. We picked at our lunch and sat there for as long as we felt was necessary to fulfill our deal with the manager. Business was certainly brisk. That's for sure. 

Once we felt we'd waited long enough I took Lucy's hand and led her out of the restaurant. She was having trouble walking by now. Not because of the alcohol, though. Solely because of the excitement she was experiencing of showing herself off. When standing up her skirt met in the middle enough to be just about decent which was a relief for her I think. But if she took big enough strides it gaped open. 

When we got to the car there was no way she could get in gracefully so she just threw caution to the wind allowing anyone who wanted to to have one last view of the gloriousness of her body. She sat down in the car giggling, with her chest heaving from the excitement. She was flushed with a pink glow in her cheeks and her crotch was sopping wet. She looked so happy. Then she reached down and undid the last couple of buttons on her blouse allowing it to hang right open, and then she undid the last button on her skirt letting it fall off completely. 

"A special treat for you, as a thank you for helping me have such a good time," she said in a soft voice. I reached over and ran a finger up and down her slit, feeling her wetness. She shuddered again with pleasure. 

"Just get me home!" she added with some urgency. I didn't need any encouragement as I drove the short distance home. I left my hand in her crotch for as much of the drive as I could manage. I fondled her pussy lips and rubbed her clit lightly. She had her eyes closed and was playing with her tits, pulling the nipples hard. 

When we got home she walked calmly from the car to the house wearing just the blouse that was completely unbuttoned. I've no idea if any neighbours saw but I really couldn't give a shit now. I showed her up to my bedroom and lay her down on the bed. I immediately knelt down on the floor and buried my face between her legs. I lapped up her juices as they spilt out. She really was wet. I pushed her legs further apart to leave her pussy wide open and sunk my tongue as far as it would go into her hole. At the same time I rubbed her nub with my finger. She didn't last long at all as I slurped away. Her whole body collapsed into a massive climax. She screamed my name as she let go, and even more of her oils seeped out onto my face. I was in heaven. 

I let her lie on the bed and recover a bit as I undressed. My cock was already throbbing and I knew it wouldn't take much to send me over the edge. But I wanted to make the most of this as it was to be her first time. I helped her out of the blouse she still had on and lay myself next to her. I started kissing her, on her mouth, on her neck, on her chest. I took great pleasure particularly suckling on those amazingly long nipples. I gave one a bit of a nibble and I felt her shuddering under my touch. She started to respond again to my caresses and after a little while I felt her hand on my cock. 

She started stroking it gently, massaging the precum around the head with her fingers. From time to time she grasped it fully in her hand or gave my balls a squeeze. Considering her lack of experience she knew how to please me! 

I slipped a hand back between her legs and gently pushed a finger inside her. It slipped in so easily as she was still soaked. I carefully slipped in another finger and gently pushed them as far as I could. Lucy was beside herself with ecstasy again. She made lots of lovely noises as I pumped her cunt with my fingers. Then she told me she was ready for the real thing. I decided to keep it simple and climbed on top of her in the missionary position. I lined up my penis with her vagina and told her for the last time that now was the time to stop if she wanted to. She said that she was ready, so I eased myself in. God she was tight! It felt unbelievable. I didn't get in vary far on the first push, but after a bit of easing things around I was able to push myself in to the hilt. 

I'm sure my cock was pressing up against her G-spot. I could tell because of the noises that suddenly started coming from her throat. They were different to before. More animalistic. I got into a good rhythm and Lucy joined in. It felt amazing. Lucy was groaning and squealing as I took her virginity. I couldn't hold myself back and within minutes I was pounding her hard. There was the satisfying slap of my balls against her flesh, mixed with the grunts and groans we were now both making. Her tiny tits looked fabulous with the nipples sticking out. There was even a bit of a quiver from her boobs as I pounded her. 

Before long I could feel the climax building. I held on for as long as possible, encouraged to do so by the intensity of Lucy's screams increasing. Eventually I hit the point of no return as the tension built and built in my balls before finally releasing in squirt after squirt of warm hot cum filling up this blonde beauty's pussy for the first time. Just after I went over the edge I suddenly felt Lucy's tight walls clench tight around my dick milking me dry. She screamed my name as we both collapsed together. 

We lay there for a good few minutes just enjoying each other's proximity as my cock slowly deflated inside her. Eventually I pulled myself out and embraced her once again. 

We must have fallen asleep for a while because I awoke with a start realising I should really be getting some work done before I got into trouble. I gently woke Lucy and told her it was time to go. She seemed upset, but said she would go, but only if we agreed to do this again sometime soon. I readily agreed. 

I asked her if she needed a lift home, but she said she'd rather walk. She slipped her skirt back on and did up a couple of buttons and then slipped her strappy top back on. She still looked amazing! She thanked me again for everything, left me her number, and walked off down the street.



Biology Homework



I reached up and pulled the zip down opening her dress. Pauline shrugged it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Her back was bare, but she had on some sheer panties. She turned around facing me with her arms up shielding her breasts from my gaze. She embraced me, and then kissed me deeply.

Breaking the kiss she turned and patted the front of my jeans covering my very erect cock saying, "Someone's looking forward to this."

She jumped onto her bed and as she lay on her back she pointed to the chair for me to sit down.

As I did she removed her panties. She was about to throw them and saw me staring at them. "Would you like to smell them?" she asked with a naughty grin.

I must have flushed as I nodded my head.

"There's no need to be embarrassed. Hopefully you will be getting a smell and taste of me from the source later." With this she tossed me her panties saying, "Have a really good sniff. It will turn me on more."

I caught her panties and put the gusset to my nose. Her scent was strong and arousing. Looking at them there was an obvious damp patch as it was obvious Pauline was aroused.

"You smell wonderful." I said.

"Thank you. I'm glad you like it." She replied. She smiled then continued and said, "Now Andy, please sit back and watch. It would be really good if you would try and sit as quietly as possible and just watch."

"You are even more beautiful naked than you are with clothes on." I felt it necessary to say as I took in the view of her naked body.

Pauline smiled broadly then putting her fingers to her lips she went, "Shhh." 

I sat back and got comfortable as Pauling began to caress herself. Firstly her arms, very lightly, and then down her stomach, avoiding her breasts. She gave out little soft moans now and then as she enjoyed the sensations she was giving herself.

I looked over her naked body. She was tall and slim, but very well toned. Her breasts were not excessively big, just very well proportioned for her frame. Her nipples were erect and standing proud of her breasts indicating her high level of arousal. Her stomach was flat and looked so soft, with her legs looking strong in a feminine sort of way. Her legs were still closed and she concentrated her efforts on stimulating her torso. Her skin began to glow as her blood vessels dilated allowing the blood to flow more to her skin.

I watched intently as she continued; now allowing her fingers to run over her breasts. She alternated from allowing her fingers to catch on her nipples and running her fingers around her areola. While she was doing this she began to push her hips forward from time to time.

The groans continued accompanied by the occasional audible intake of breath. She had also started to take her nipples between finger and thumb and began pinching and rolling them.

Every once in a while we would catch each other's eye but I made sure I simply watched. Her gaze usually ended with her closing her eyes, concentrating on the stimulation she was giving herself.

It was at this point that it occurred to me that Pauling Griffiths was a true exhibitionist. Watching her put herself on display to me in such an intimate way and thinking about what she wears at school, could only indicate that she enjoyed showing herself off.

I continued to watch as her fingers began to run down towards her crotch, but continuing with the occasional tweak of her nipples. Her torso was undulating as she continued to gyrate under her self-stimulation. Suddenly she sat up more, resting on her pillows and she spread her knees opening her pubic area to my view. Her lips were glistening and she slid one finger along the length of her lips using the moisture to lubricate her fingers. As she drew her finger across her clit she jumped and sucked in air at the sensations her fingers were generating. She continued to do this tilting her pelvis to intensify the stimulation. Things were speeding up a little and suddenly her other hand joined her first and again moistening her fingers with her juices, this time she inserted two fingers into her vagina. At the same time her other hand began to concentrate on her clit and it seemed that the tensions were beginning to build.

Pauline's face and neck were very flushed and her breathing was laboured and lacked rhythm. Her moans were becoming more frequent and desperate as she increased her assault on her sex. She began to pant as she neared release.

All of a sudden she gasped, "Oh fuck!" followed by a long low moan. She brought her knees up and together and seemed to shake a little. I looked at her face and our eyes locked as an expression of what could be pain or ecstasy took hold of her face. I was in awe at being given the opportunity to watch a beautiful woman experience her self-induced orgasm. None of my few girlfriends had ever let me witness such a thing.

All of a sudden her eyes closed and her legs seemed to relax and she gave out a long sigh as she descended from the intensity of her orgasm.

Suddenly she said, "Oh my. That was intense."

I just smiled back at her waiting for her to speak directly to me.

"What do you think?" she eventually asked me.

Still trying to absorb what I'd witnessed all I could say was, "That was the most erotic thing I've ever seen."

"Having you here watching me actually turned me on even more than just fantasising about you."

I replied, "I'm just glad I could make it better for you even though I'm a bit tense myself."

With a sudden realisation Pauline jumped up saying, "You poor baby. You must be fit to burst. I bet you need some relief."

I smiled meekly and said, "You might be right there."

Pauline got off the bed and got me to my feet. She very quickly pulled my shirt over my head then undid my jeans and in one go pushed down my jeans and boxers freeing my cock. She looked up at me approvingly as she saw my 7 inches of thick stiff cock before her. Pushing my jeans down toward the floor she got me to remove my shoes then having freed me of my boxers and jeans she finally got me to lift my feet in turn again and removed my socks.

I was stood completely naked in my biology teacher's bedroom with probably the stiffest erection I'd ever experienced and my biology teacher knelt in front of me inspecting my cock. Boy, what a rush.

Taking my cock in her slender fingers she looked up at me and began to slowly pump her hand up and down my shaft. Eventually she asked, "Do you mind if I suck this beauty of a cock baby. I haven't sucked one in ages."

Becoming a little desperate, I replied, "I can assure you, it will be my pleasure if you do."

Pauline gave out a little laugh and said jokingly, "Yeah. I bet."

With that she enveloped my cock with her mouth and began giving me a blowjob like I'd never had before. I knew I wasn't going to last very long after the show put on by Pauline.

"I'm not going to last." I said hoping Pauline wouldn't be disappointed.

Removing her mouth from my cock to speak she replied, "Baby, I just want your cum as soon as you can so you relax and let it go." With that she returned her mouth to my cock and resumed her bobbing, sucking swirling and scraping.

I lasted about two more minutes as I just began to gasp as my orgasm washed over me with surprising speed and intensity and my cock just pulsed rope after rope of semen into Pauline's mouth. She just kept sucking and swallowing until I stopped pumping my seed. As my orgasm subsided her stimulation of me became very light, as my cock became sensitive.

She spent a few minutes just sucking and licking me as I softened to probably semi-erect before she got up and hugged me.

I put my arms around her back and hugged her as well, with us just standing together in a naked embrace.

Eventually I felt her face leave my chest and she whispered in my ear, "I bet you didn't imagine this was the kind of biology homework we would do?"

All I could do was laugh and I lightly smacked her rear and said, "You're such a naughty teacher."

Still laughing she looked me in the eyes and said, "You have no idea how true that is."

She kissed me on the lips but it was a short peck and not as intense as earlier. Breaking the kiss, she asked, "Are you hungry? I am."

"Yeah," I replied. Then I added, "It's exhausting trying to keep myself under control."

She laughed again and said, "Come on let's get a snack."

We released each other and I bent down to get my clothes. "Don't bother with those; you'll only have to take them off again later." Pauline said with a cheeky smile on her face.

As she grabbed her dress she said, "I'm only taking this so I can close the blinds in the conservatory and kitchen. I actually enjoy being naked around the house. I'd like us to stay naked, if that's ok."

"I think there should be a law against covering up such a hot body." I said with a wide smile.

"Laughing Pauline said, "You only want to get into my knickers," with an equally wide grin.

"You've already given me your knickers."

Pauline thought for a second then said, "So I have."

She turned and headed for the door accentuating the sway of her hips as she turned and went downstairs. When I caught her up at the lounge door she had put her dress back on and I hung back a little as she went straight into the conservatory and hit the buttons to lower the rest of the blinds.

She then headed out of the lounge and into the kitchen and again closed all the blinds before I joined her. As I did she lifted her dress over her head and placed it on one of the dining chairs. We were again both naked.

Pauline got me to sit at the breakfast bar as she prepared a light snack of some ham, cheese, salad and bread rolls. She got us some drinks as well and she joined me and we ate and chatted. It was really strange how she seemed to be able to make it so normal to talk and eat while we sat without any clothes on. She seemed to wash away all my inhibitions about nudity, and I had some.

We had finished eating and were finishing off our drinks. Pauline asked, "What plans do you have for the rest of the day?"

I didn't really have any plans," I replied, "I didn't know how much work I might have after coming over here."

"I have a request. But I don't want you to say yes, if it is likely to arouse suspicion or result in you being questioned too much."

"Ok." I said.

"I'd like you to stay for the rest of the day."

"That shouldn't be a problem. My mum knows I'm out studying and she won't worry as long as I get home some time later."

"That's the point Andy. I'd like you to stay the night. I'd like you to spend the night in my bed with me."

"Oh."

"Is there any way you can stay without raising any suspicion?"

"Let me think." I said and sat and concocted a solution in my head.

"Give me a couple of minutes." I said to Pauline as I went to my bag and got my phone. I called my friend Tom and asked him to cover for me by saying I was staying out with another friend, but I managed to persuade him to do that without giving him any more details. Having done that I phoned Mum and told her that Tom and I had been studying and that because his parents were away, which was true, we were going to the cinema and get some food and Tom had suggested I stay at his place. My mum seemed pretty relaxed and she wished me a good evening.

I came back and sat next to Pauline.

"Well?" she asked.

"Sorted. Mum thinks I'm at Tom's and Tom thinks I'm at another friend of mine that he knows my mum doesn't really like."

"I'll have to keep my eye on you." she said smiling. "You're pretty devious."

We laughed together then Pauline asked, "Now we have the rest of the day and all night, what would you like to do next?"

I only took a few seconds to ponder the question before replying, "I think I would like us both to go back to bed and have sex."

"Well, well." Pauline laughed. "So much boldness for someone so young." She looked straight at me and the laugh softened to a smile and she continued, "You know what? I think I would like to do that as well."

She got down off the stool and as she passed me she took my hand and led me back upstairs to her bedroom.

We entered the room and she closed the door behind us. I turned her around to face me and kissed her. It was a deep and intense kiss. I wanted her. We were flesh to flesh and very quickly we became demanding of each other. Barely breaking our kiss with staggered to the bed and we lay together.

I continued to kiss her and brought my hand up to cup her breast. I started to flick, pinch and roll Pauline's nipple, at which she writhed a little more under me. She broke the kiss, and gasping she whispered in my ear, "Andy, Baby, just fuck me. Stuff that beautiful cock in my cunt."

I kissed her once more and raised myself off of her. Pauline, immediately spread her legs wide and as the space appeared between our bodies she looked down, grasped my cock and running its head up and down her lips a couple of times she lodged it at the entrance to her vagina.

"Fuck me. Push your cock in me." she gasped as I suddenly applied the pressure she craved and my cock sank into her.

"Oh, fuck. Yes." she screamed as she wrapped her legs around my waist.

As I began to push in and out of her slowly, I couldn't believe how hot she was and said, "You're so hot and slick."

Between gasps she said, "I've been creaming myself since we came down for lunch. Stop talking and fuck me hard."

With that I started pounding my cock into her. Pauline was pushing her hips up to meet each of my thrusts. She was a participant in this, almost as much as I was. She was a fantastic fuck; and she just loved what we were doing together. We carried on like this for six or seven minutes. I was glad I'd cum earlier. It was allowing me to last longer than I probably would have done.

She kept moaning and groaning and urging me on. I felt her tense up a couple of times as her expression changed more from pleasure to one that appeared to be pain. At the same time I felt her vaginal walls squeezing me. She had cum a couple of times.

Suddenly I felt her start to tremble. Her legs were shaking as they gripped me. She began to gasp and she became even more urgent in her demands. The realisation that she was climbing to a very intense orgasm triggered my own ascent. Her vaginal walls squeezed and rippled along my cock intensifying the stimulation. I could feel myself stiffening more, which urged me on even more. We both became frantic to reach the summit of our combined pleasure. Pauline grabbed my face with an urgent, demanding expression on hers. She managed to gasp, "Cum in me," just before she planted her mouth onto mine.

Everything seemed to happen all at once. Pauline moaned into my mouth and she started to spasm and tremble. Her vagina clamped down hard on my cock. My cock stiffened and began to pulse and I began ejaculating as I pushed down hard into her and held myself deep trying to pump my semen as deep as I could into her. Our mouths disengaged a little as we were both overcome. Pauline cried out and squeezed her legs around my hips, trying to make sure I didn't pull out. It was, beyond any doubt the most intense orgasm of my short life.

We stayed clasped together for a good minute before we slowly began to come down. I was in complete shock at the power of the physical and surprisingly emotional experience. It had taken me unaware. As we allowed ourselves to relax Pauline looked at me and she had tears in her eyes.

"My goodness. That was a surprise." Pauline said very quietly.

"I've never experienced anything like that before." I said smiling at her. I pushed my lips to hers and kissed her. As we broke the kiss I said, "Thank you."

As she grinned back at me a tear escaped her eye and ran down her cheek, which I wiped away with my finger. Pauline then said, "Andy, I can say without any doubt at all it was my pleasure. I've never cum that hard in my life."

Even though I had just cum really hard, knowing how erotic it was seeing Pauline cum so hard prevented me from getting any less than semi hard. I decided to pull half out of her then I pushed back in.

Pauline gasped, looked at me questioningly and as I pumped a second and third time into her she just closed her eyes with an expression of total contentment and just whispered, "Oh, yes. Baby, you can fuck me again."

She pressed her lips to mine and we kissed deeply. I started pumping in and out of her as her body began to respond again to the stimulation. It was much slower and less intense than earlier. Pauline just relaxed back and moved with me enjoying the sensations. This was more like making love, but I never felt the emotional intensity of earlier.

We continued for the next twenty minutes or so with Pauline having small repeated orgasms. She kept telling me when it felt particularly good and urged me to continue. It was so pleasurable enjoying sex with Pauline. Eventually Pauline came a little harder with me finally coming a moment or two later. We just lay there together just enjoying the physical closeness of each other.

We both must have dozed off for a little while and I woke to the sound of, "Hello lover boy."

I opened my eyes to see Pauline's smiling face a few inches from mine.

"Hi," I replied. "Are you ok?

"I feel fabulous. How about you?"

"I don't really know. I've never experienced anything like that before."

Pauline kissed me briefly then continued, "I'm not inexperienced when it comes to sex with younger men. I seek out young men because they have always provided me with very satisfying sex. But Andy, I've got to say not only was that the most enjoyable fuck of my life, I was blown away by the emotion of the moment. I honestly don't know whether it was because I haven't had sex with anyone for nearly a year, whether it was because it was you, or a combination of the two. I can tell you though; I loved every second of it. Thank you."

I was a little embarrassed at the compliment, but decided to share my thoughts with her as well. I kissed her, just like she had kissed me a moment ago and responded, "Pauline, you are sensational in bed. I've never had sex with anyone that seemed to get into it like you did. You're the only woman I've had sex with that fucked me as much as I fucked them. You may have converted me to older woman."

"I'm going to assume you meant that as a compliment as well, and didn't intend to call me old."

I spluttered, "No. No. That's not what I meant. I mean you're not old..."

With a broad smile on her face Pauline put her finger to my lips, silencing me. Then she said, "Andy. I know exactly what you meant. I was only pulling your leg. Thank you. You were also sensational and for someone so young you certainly know how to satisfy a woman. If you can keep that up, whoever gets you is going to be a very lucky girl."

She kissed me again lingering and prolonging the contact before breaking the kiss.

"Come on," she said. "Let's go and get showered. We must both be a mess.

We jumped out of bed and went into the adjoining bathroom. Pauline switched the water on and put her hand in to check the temperature. She turned away from the shower and asked, "You won't be offended if I have a pee will you?"

"Uh, no."

Pauline lifted the toilet seat then sat down. I was fascinated and I didn't realise that I was staring, but Pauline just carried on, and the pee flowed from her and into the basin. I could hear the liquid splashing and I was a little curious as to what it looks like when women peed. Eventually the sound stopped and she spent a minute or so wiping herself, before she got up from the toilet seat.

"If you want to watch, you only have to ask you know." She said, catching me by surprise a little.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare. It's just that I've never seen a girl pee before."




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"Don't worry. Peeing can be quite arousing in certain circumstances. I'm happy if you want to get a closer look later. Just ask. I really won't mind. To be honest, it will probably turn me on a bit."

With that she went back to the shower, opened the door and stepped in. She held the door open and beckoned me in to join her.

We washed each other and spent time massaging and caressing each other. All of a sudden I realised I also needed to pee, quite badly, and wished I'd done so before getting into the shower.

I went to open the shower door.

"What's the matter?" Pauline asked.

"I need to go to the loo." I replied.

"You'll just get the floor all wet and slippery, stay in here; I don't mind you peeing in the shower."

I looked at her not really sure how serious she was. "Do you mean that?" I asked.

"Of course I do," she replied. "I'll tell you a little secret; I'm into a bit of mild watersports. It's really naughty and a bit dirty, just up my street." With that she reached over and closed the shower door.

"How do we do this?" I asked.

"Just face me and pee. Don't worry about splashing me, I really won't mind."

With that I just let the pee flow. Some of it hit Pauline's leg and foot but she didn't flinch or move. However with the water from the shower, it was unlikely that she would have noticed if she hadn't been watching.

Pauline watched me and when I'd finished she hugged me and kissed me, breaking the kiss with a warm smile. I assume she wanted me to know that it was all ok.

We finished, dried ourselves and left the bathroom. We went back into the bedroom and Pauline asked," What would you like me to wear?"

After a little thought, "Would you wear something that you would wear to school, but if you have a shorter skirt than normal, that would be good."

"I think I can do that."

She opened one of her wardrobes and pulled out a pair of light and thin summer trousers with an elastic tied waist, and a tee-shirt. She handed them to me and said, "You might want to keep your clothes for tomorrow, so put these on."

I took them from her and put them on, and to my amazement they fitted me almost perfectly.

"Take a seat on the bed. You can pick my underwear out in a sec, after I've dried my hair."

Pauline sat at her dressing table and dried her hair and applied some light make-up. I was entranced watching her, still naked. Even with her back facing me she seemed incredibly sexy as she went about her business, knowing that I was watching her, but in no way bothered at being observed.

Eventually she got up and went to a chest of drawers. She opened the top drawer and pulled out a great pile of lingerie and brought it to the bed.

"Take your pick," she said.

I started looking through the thin articles of clothing and found some panties and a bra that was sheer, basically transparent. I picked those out and handed them to Pauline.

"Nice choice," she said. She stepped into the panties and pulled them up. She then put the bra on backwards. She attached the clasp, and then spun the bra around putting the clasp at the back. She put her arms through the straps and lifted the bra into place, adjusting her breasts in the garment for comfort.

The small very short trimmed area of pubic hair was clearly visible in the thin fabric, as were her nipples in the equally thin fabric of the bra.

Pauline came to the pile of lingerie and pulled out a suspender belt. She held it up to me and asked, "Would you like me to wear these with stockings, or wear tights, as I normally do at school?"

I smiled and replied, "Stockings please."

"Good choice," she said as she stepped into the suspender belt.

She then went back to the chest of drawers and opened another drawer. She was searching in the drawer, and then pulled out two packets of stockings. Again, holding them up to me she asked, "Seams or seamless?"

"Seams please," I replied.

Pauline chuckled and said, "I see we have a young man of discerning taste."

I laughed and said, "Stockings are just sexier. There's something about that short section of uncovered thigh that promises so much if you happen to be lucky enough to catch a glimpse, and avoids being restrictive if you're even luckier to be given permission."

Pauline laughed again and said, "I've found myself a connoisseur of nylons."

She came to the bed opening the packet. She placed her right foot on the bed next to me and put the first stocking on. Rolling it up her leg and making sure there were no twists creases or bunches of the sheer material. She attached the clasps at the end of the suspender straps she finally checked that the seam was straight in her full length mirror. She repeated the same with her left leg.

She went to her wardrobe and pulled out a very thin white blouse and put it on. The dark bra was clearly visible through the thin material.

Turning back to the wardrobe she brought out a grey suit. She pulled the skirt from the hanger and slipped into it. She reached into the bottom of the wardrobe and out came a pair of black patent leather shoes, with 3 inch heels which she slipped onto her feet. The skirt was a little shorter than normal, leaving about 5 to 6 inches above the knee visible.

As Pauline got her jacket I said, "You can leave the jacket Pauline."

After she put the jacket back on the hanger Pauline turned towards me and gave a twirl allowing me to see her. She was even more beautiful than I realised. Not only beautiful though, there was a look that she had that some of the most desirable women in the world had. It was a desirability that had an element of wickedness with a small helping of obscenity and a very large portion of self-confidence and provocation. I really couldn't believe how lucky I was to have the opportunity to get to know this sensational woman in the most intimate way possible. I gave out a wolf whistle

"Down boy." She laughed. "Next thing I know, you'll want to get into my knickers."

"Yes please." I replied.

"Come on let's go downstairs and have a drink and something to eat." she said reaching out to take my hand. "I promise we can play again later."

I stood and took her hand, then I realised that a certain part of my anatomy had recovered from the exertions of earlier on. Pauline noticed as well and she smiled.

She caught my eye and then gazed down at my crotch, then looking back at me she said, "The wonders of youth." Then pulling me along behind her we went downstairs.

We went downstairs and sat and talked. Not just about having sex together, but about my school work, what I wanted to do with my life. It was late afternoon and we decided to just relax. We listened to some music and watched a little television until early evening when Pauline suggested we have something to eat.

It was at this point that I noticed that Pauline didn't seem completely comfortable, so I asked her, "Are you ok?"

"Yeah. I normally wear something a little more comfortable around the house. I just feel a little trussed up."

I thought about how I could turn this to my advantage and quickly decided on a solution.

"Why don't you take your blouse and skirt off then," I eventually replied.

Pauline's face lit up with a broad smile and then she said, "So you want to look at my body then."

"Who wouldn't, it's gorgeous."

Oddly, Pauline blushed at the compliment and then said, "Thank you Andy. It is very flattering to be told I'm gorgeous, especially from someone so attractive."

It was my turn to blush, and shyly I replied, "Thanks."

Pauline undid her blouse and removed it, followed by unzipping her skirt and stepping out of it. Her body was hot and I noticed that her inner thighs seemed to be glistening a little. I wondered if Pauline was aroused. Eventually curiosity got the better of me and I asked, "Are you wet, between your legs?"

"Yes, very. Why do you ask?" she replied.

"I just thought I noticed your thighs were wet, and I wondered what it was."

"Andy, you need to understand that when I'm in a situation where I have a young stud with a beautiful cock just waiting to fuck me I get horny and my pussy just gushes in anticipation of being stuffed full of hard cock. So yes, I am wet and it's because I'm expecting to have you fuck me again later on."

"Wow," was all I could say.

"I'll tell you a little secret. I'm wetter than I usually get. I keep thinking about you fucking me earlier and it just makes me want more of the same." 

I had no reply and just smiled back at her. We smiled at each other for a few moments, and Pauline stepped between my knees as I sat and she leaned down and kissed me. As she stood up her panties were at eye level and I cheekily pushed my hand between her legs and rubbed across her panty-clad pussy.

Pauline giggled and said, "Naughty!"

I laughed with her and then brought my hand to my nose and breathed in her erotic scent. I then looked her in the eye then very deliberately licked her juices from my fingers.

Looking at my fingers disappearing between my lips, Pauline leaned down and took my wet hand and licked my palm. Following that she kissed me fully and moaned a little as she did so.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds but was deep and sensuous. When she pulled away, she smiled and said, "Come on. Why don't you follow me to the kitchen? I'm hungry. You can look at my arse on the way."

I stood up and as Pauline turned towards the door I patted her on the rear.

She laughed and continued towards the kitchen with me in tow, wiggling her hips more than normal. I thought to myself, "What have I done to deserve this?"

We cooked, talked, laughed and played around, enjoying ourselves together. Our conversations were sexually charged and it was plain to me that I was with a beautiful woman who I found exceptionally attractive and it seemed that she felt the same about me.

After eating we took some wine and sat in the lounge. We were both surprised, and we both commented on how quickly we had become so comfortable with each other. By the end of the evening, and with a little help from the wine, the playfulness had gone to be replaced by an intensity that neither of us was totally prepared for.

Eventually we departed to bed and we enjoyed intense and emotionally charged sex. It wasn't quite as physically intense as earlier but still very fulfilling. It was a very emotional experience though and as a result we spent a long time in the morning discussing where this would go.

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Epilogue

That was the day when it all started. That last term at secondary school and the summer that followed was the most sexually intense time of my life.

Over the months after that day it had become very apparent to both of us that this was something more than two people just having a bit of fun together. We spent a lot of time after that holiday together and despite the fact that Pauline was taking a big risk with her career we eventually decided that after I had left school we would spend a lot of the summer together.

Our relationship developed over the summer and although we never married, we stayed together over my university years and for a good many years beyond that. Pauline guided me through my early years as a junior doctor, but eventually my career dragged me away from her, but she made it clear that I still had my life to live, and that I should follow my own dreams.

Pauline and I only saw each other once or twice a year after that, and only as friends. We agreed that anything more would be too painful. We both had a considerable soft spot for each other, which remained with us both for the rest of our lives.

After I left to pursue my career our relationship could best be described as like that of a mother and son. Pauline and I eventually married, but not to each other, and we both agreed to explain our relationship to our partners, and once Jen and Howard both got over the shock, they realised that there was no threat to the relationships they had formed with each of us. Jen and Howard both had a respect for the friendship that Pauline and I had, and as a result we all became very close. Pauline and I both knew we could never betray the trust of our partners and never did.

Now it was time to say goodbye, but I will never forgot the woman that changed Andrew Johnson, the biology student into Andrew Johnson, the man, the loving husband and father, and who helped shape me into the very successful and pioneering Consultant Paediatrician I eventually became.