My balls slapped against Olwen’s bum, her moans and gasps alternated with my heavy breathing and then as we both reached our mutual climax, I grunted with pleasure and my mother moaned encouragement.
“Fuck! Yes! Oh fucking hell! Mmm! Yes! Ye-e-e-s! Aargh! Fuck! Keep it there! Oh fuck! Fuck! FFUUCCKK!”
She collapsed face down onto her pillow, and I finished off with a few more thrusts that caused her to squeal with delight. She clamped down on my cock to extract the last drops of cum out of the rapidly shrinking member. I pulled out of her and lay on my back, gasping for air.
Olwen rolled over and kissed me. Our lips met and our mouths opened. We kissed deeply, exchanging breath and saliva, our tongues mingling as we rode out the high that our fucking had taken us to. As we broke our kiss, good old reliable Richard was getting into position to carry out his second clean up job of the night.
The next day, Saturday, followed a well established pattern. I did my weekly shopping at our local supermarket, and got home in plenty of time to begin my weekly task of planning next week’s lessons. I finished that task earlier than usual because as it was the last week of term, lessons were not going to be so formal. It gave me chance to turn my thoughts to the rest of the weekend’s entertainment.
Picking up the phone, I dialled the familiar number, which was answered almost immediately.
“Good afternoon, Daddy.” Moira’s lovely soft voice always caused my cock to stir, and she knew that I loved it when she called me ‘Daddy’.
“Hi, baby girl,” I responded. “Is six o’clock too early?”
“Of course not,” she replied, and I could hear the smile in her voice. “I’ll be ready and waiting. Supper will be on the table at seven or a quarter past at the latest. The back door will be open, as usual.”
This last remark was not a coded reference to anal sex, although I’d been fucking her up the arse for all of the two years that we’d been lovers. Moira lived just off the main road, in the middle of a terrace of houses, and her immediate neighbours on both sides were incredibly nosey.
So I’d started parking my car in a small car park a few streets away, and going into Moira’s house via a lane at the back of her property. Her back garden was bordered on both sides by tall hedges, and the nosy neighbours couldn’t see anyone coming in through the garden gate. So both Moira and my reputations were safe, which was a good thing, given what we got up to once I was inside the house!
I arrived promptly at six, and made my way down the garden path and into the house via the back kitchen door. I smiled. Moira was in position, on her knees with her tits out for inspection. I moved within reach and she slid the zip on my jeans down and took my cock out. It started to swell immediately, and she licked the mushroom head all over before slipping it into her warm, wet mouth.
I recalled the first time she had ever sucked my cock. She’d never done such a thing before and she attempted to swallow my whole length, which caused her to gag and choke. In the time since then, she had become an accomplished cock sucker, and could now perform deep throat without gagging. She swallowed my cock and used her throat muscles on my sensitive mushroom head. This was how our weekend together always started.
I skull fucked her for a few moments and then withdrew slightly to allow her to use her tongue. She thrust her tits out and I grabbed her nipples and squeezed. Moira had told me that she needed pain to get herself wet, and in the two years that we’d been fucking, she had turned into a real pain slut. I felt her murmur of pleasure through my cock as I squeezed her hard nipples cruelly.
I could feel Moira’s breath being exhaled through her nostrils as she continued to suck my cock despite the pain she was feeling in her nipples. She raised her eyes to look at me. Not long after we’d become lovers, she’d confessed that she liked to see my face at the exact moment that I started to cum in her mouth. Such was her skill at cock sucking, that moment was rapidly approaching.
I stopped my back and forth movement, and allowed her to concentrate on extracting my cum out of me with her tongue and her lips. The only sounds in the kitchen were our combined breathing and the occasional slurp.
She smiled at me without breaking the rhythm of her sucking, and I winked at her. I was right on the edge.
“Here it comes!” I muttered and I felt my cock expel the first rope of cum into Moira’s mouth, swiftly followed by several more spurts. Moira swallowed them all and continued to suck my cock, even as my hard on subsided. When I pulled my shrivelled member out of her mouth, she stood up and put her arms around my neck. We kissed.
I love the taste of my own cum on Moira’s lips and tongue, and her cock breath always excites me too. When I broke off our kiss, I held her at arms length and smiled at her.
“Thank you,” I said sincerely. “I love it when you suck my cock.”
Moira blushed.
“Thank you for teaching me how to deep throat,” she replied. “I love how our weekends together always start with a mouthful of cum. Draining you of your first load straight away means our fucking later on lasts so much longer!”
As usual, Moira had prepared us a delicious supper. We ate it, and fed one another occasionally, sharing a mouthful of wine or a strand of spaghetti á la ‘Lady and the Tramp.’ I helped Moira clear away and load the dishwasher, and then we retired to the comfy sitting room in her house to have coffee and to watch some porn.
It had been my idea to introduce Moira to some of the more extreme porn channels, to see if there was anything that turned her on and that she would like to try. As a result, we now included watersports, edging and sensory depravation in our play. She sat on my lap and we watched a particularly hot clip of a submissive lesbian being fisted and pissed on before her Mistress took her to a bukkake party where she was used by about a dozen men as target practice whilst they wanked over her and all of them shot their cum until her face and hair resembled a puddle of slime.
“I love it when you cum in my mouth,” Moira admitted, blushing furiously. “And I’m not looking for other lovers. But I’d love to be used and humiliated like that in public.”
I was rock hard again by this time, so we went upstairs to bed. We undressed one another and got into bed in the sixty nine position. Moira loved oral sex as much as I did and we got down to it straight away.
As I’d cum in her mouth earlier in the evening, I was able to hold off from shooting my load again quite easily. Not so Moira. I lapped at her outer lips, easing my tongue into her soft, wet slit and finding her clit. I could feel her trembling on top of me, and she opened her legs even wider. Her cunt opened like a flower in the sunshine, and I tasted the juices that had started to flow.
As I tongue fucked her, she rode my face and I managed to slip my index finger up her arse. I heard her moan through a mouthful of cock, and she clamped down on my finger. Moira loves all things anal.
She was flowing now, and I lashed her clit with my tongue. She gasped and released my cock from her mouth.
“Oh, yes Rhys,” she panted. “Give me more! Please make me cum! Mmmm! Oh that’s lovely! Do that again! Yes! Yes! Aargh! YYEESS!!!”
She exploded in my mouth, over my face and in my hair. I was dripping wet. Reluctantly, Moira rolled over, but quickly scrambled round and lay beside me. She kissed my lips and then began to lick my face, very much like a cat cleaning itself. Every now and then, she stopped her licking to kiss me. Her lips and tongue tasted of cunt and her breath stank of it. It was one of the most erotic episodes I could remember since we’d become lovers.
When she was happy that she’d cleaned me up sufficiently, Moira took hold of my cock and climbed aboard me. I took over the holding duties and she slid herself down onto my throbbing member. We both grinned as two became one, joined at the groin.
Moira clenched down on me, as I’d taught her to do. I reached up and thumbed her nipples, which were already as hard as bullets. Her tits are smaller than my mother’s, but none the less pleasant to squeeze and suck. I raised my head awkwardly and latched on before Moira leaned forward far enough to allow me to rest my head on the pillow once more. I bit her nipple and felt her cunt clench again as the pain registered in her brain, and she moaned in pleasure.
I dragged my teeth down her hard, rubbery nipple and released it with a plop.
“I’ve been a naughty girl, Daddy,” Moira confessed in her special voice that she used when she needed to be spanked. “I went out shopping this morning and I forgot to put any knickers on. I came home on the bus, and I’m sure the man in the seat next to me could smell my cunt juice. I’d been thinking of your lovely cock, and what it does to me, and my cunt was very wet.”
I pushed my hips upward, going even deeper into Moira’s cunt. She wobbled a bit and then clenched again.
“Are you going to spank me for being such a shameless slut?” she asked hopefully.
I gripped both of her tits in my two hands and pushed them together before squeezing them hard. Moira smiled and her bottom lip trembled.
“Yes I am,” I replied. “You know it’s not ladylike to go out without underwear. What if you’d had an accident and been taken to hospital? Everybody in this town knows you. You’ve taught half of them! How would you like it if they knew that prim and proper Miss Owens is really a cock hungry slut?”
“I’d love it,” she answered back. “The more we see of each other, the more you teach me about sex, the more I want to shout from the rooftops that Rhys Roberts is my lover, my Master and my Daddy. I know we can’t be seen together in public, other than in a school situation, but the truth is, we are both adults. Why can’t you and I go out together in public, and show the world that we’re together?”
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