“Anything?” she whispered before looking up at me, “You said I could ask anything?”
“I did,” I answered simply.
“Di… did you really mean that Allie?” she asked hesitantly.
I nodded, “Yes, yes I did!”
For the first time, I watched Mel’s tongue peek out between her lips. She took a deep breath and dropped her eyes once again. “Can I watch?”
I already knew the answer. It had been a glimmer in my head when I had knocked on the spare bedroom door and asked her to follow me downstairs. It had steadily grown the longer the conversation had gone on,
Describing myself masturbating had been almost enough to achieve orgasm in front of her, the touch of her nails on my thigh had been so close to sending me over the edge. And I wanted to go over the edge and wanted Mel to watch me… and so much more!
I took her by the shoulders and shifted her an arm’s length away. I almost grinned at the look of disappointment that crossed her blushing face. “You want to watch me? You want to watch me masturbate?”
She looked pleadingly into my eyes, her chest rapidly rising and falling, “Yes… yes, Allie, I do.”
“Show and tell?” I grinned.
The tension in her face ebbed and she laughed, “Yes, show and tell… Mrs Carter.”
“I guess it is teaching after all… Miss Cooper.” I answered.
I picked up the glass from the floor and stood up, the blanket falling away, “I need a refill!”
My robe fell open as I stepped away and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mel down her own drink. I didn’t turn towards her as I took her glass but I watched her eyes and knew they were focused on my breasts, on my hard nips as I strode towards the drink’s cabinet. I refilled my own glass with neat Jameson and poured a heavier measure of vodka into Mel’s glass before topping it up with lemonade.
I turned about and handed her glass as I took a sip of my own. This time my sip wasn’t about courage, it was about fire! Mel sat there, the drink forgotten in her hand as her eyes roved up and down my body. I licked my lips and took another sip as my nipples ached under her attention. My pussy burned as her eyes dropped lower and then onto the shiny streaks of my juices running down my thighs to my stocking tops.
“Well, Miss Cooper do you really want to learn?” I asked and took a further sip.
She took a gulp of her drink and I watched her nostrils flair with the added strength. She looked at her glass and then at me answering “Yes, Mrs Carter… I want to learn everything!”
I alternated hands holding my glass and shrugged off the robe before flicking the blanket along the seat of the couch smiling at two separate stains where we had already sat and talked. I then sat at the opposite end of the couch and lifted my left leg up completely exposing my crotch to my babysitter. I grinned as I surveyed the runs and rips in my stockings but figured these might be a pair I would hold onto for history’s sake.
Mel’s glass rattled as she placed it on the coffee table and then sat at the other end of the couch opposite me. Her ankles were crossed and my eyes dipped down beneath her T-shirt to her crotch.
Her naked crotch!
Her crotch that wasn’t covered with soaking underwear.
My pussy actually leaked at that point and Mel’s eyes were glued to it. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, Hadn’t been since we came downstairs. I pictured her sitting on her bed as I opened the door and invited her downstairs. I was sure she had been at that point. Then I remembered her leaving the bathroom and my eyes going to her ass when she had definitely been wearing white cotton panties.
Mel? I asked myself silently.
Innocent?
“One more question, Mel. Miss Cooper.”
“Yes, Mrs Carter?” she answered instantly.
“How long have you wanted to fuck me or my husband?”
The last of the innocent look on her face disappeared. “Your midsummer solstice barbecue… last year… Michael’s cock was so obvious in his shorts… and the two of you, touching each other… that night your window was open and I heard you cum! I, I wanted that… I needed that!”
I let my eyes survey her body. My hand dipped down to my leaking quim, “So not your first time?”
“Actually… yes,” she answered with a hint of embarrassment, “A fumble here or there, maybe but from that day I needed Michael, but he was immune it seems.”
I laughed and I watched a ‘hurt’ look pass across Mel’s face. “Oh, he wasn’t immune, just faithful… or more likely than not, unable to believe you wanted him. I’m not sure but since that day you have been a frequent character in our fantasies!”
“Oh?” Mel simply replied and her eyes dropped to my crotch as I began to rub my fingers along my slit.
“This isn’t show and tell, Miss Cooper… this is show and show!” I instructed.
“Yes, Mrs. Carter,” she agreed, crossing her arms and grabbing the hem of her T-shirt and hoisting it over her head tossing it to the carpet. Without hesitation, she spread her thighs and dropped her hand to her own dripping slit.
I kept my rhythm slow but the seventeen-year-old opposite me began to frig herself hard and vigorously. I already knew from a lifetime’s experience that a small increase in the speed of my fingers and I would orgasm. But I wanted to cum as the object of Michael, and my desires came as well.
“There’s no hurry, Miss Cooper,” I suggested and Mel obediently slowed her pace.
The two of us were breathing heavily and I elicited a moan from the seventeen-year-old as with one hand I spread my pussy open and revealed my un-hooded, hard clit within. “Ohh, fuck,” she whispered as I rolled the hard little nub around. Goose bumps broke out in response and I shivered as the sensations within me built up. My juices were flowing freely staining the blanket beneath my ass. Mel’s eyes were locked onto my gaping slit as she curled the tip of her finger into her slit, her other hand rose automaton-like and grasped her breast, her fingers sinking into the soft honey-coloured flesh. I needed Mel to cum as I knew I wasn’t going to hold off much longer. Almost panting, I ordered her, “Pinch… your nipple… Miss… Cooper. Pinch it hard!”
Without any hesitation, she grasped her hard nipple tightly stretching it from her chest, coning her breast. “Ahhh… ahhh…” she groaned and released it, the flesh bounced back and rippled. “Fuck!” she screamed and her ass raised from the couch as her orgasm overtook her.
I thrust two fingers into my hot, soaking cunt and ground the heel of my hand against my clit. It was easily enough and my own orgasm exploded outwards overwhelming me. I’d wanted so much to watch my ‘pseudo-daughter’ orgasm but both of us were lost to our own pleasure. I came back to my heightened senses as my pussy relaxed and released my fingers. Opening my eyes, I saw Mel shaking, actual tears running down her face as she lay there limply. My eyes dropped between us and my jaw fell open. Radiating out from my crotch were three elongated stains, the longest of which had almost reached Mel’s own stain beneath her ass.
“I gushed,” I stated incredulously. “Fuck!”
Mel made an effort to control her breathing and asked “Wh… what?”
I lifted my fingers up in front of my face and the entire hand was covered in my clear, viscous secretions. “I squirted, Mel… never done that before. Only seen it in porn films… always wondered if it was a trick.” I began lapping my juices from my flesh, it tasted far more savoury than it ever had before. I noticed Mel watching me and then looking at her own wet fingers.
“Have you never tasted yourself, Mel?” I asked. She shook her head in response. “Not to everybody’s taste, but so far I haven’t found a pussy I wouldn’t chow down on!”
“You… you like eating pussy?” she asked as she sniffed her fingers and then gave them a tentative lick.
“Very much so… before the twins Michael and me had a couple of threesomes, actually three but one was with another man. Before Michael, I dallied in university… I think I’ve eaten,” I paused and sucked my thumb and then each of the fingers on my right hand and then one far dryer on my left. “Six tasty cunts,” I declared noting Mel’s eyes widen at me using such a word.
“And they… ate your cunt too?” she asked with a smile and her eyes dropping back to my pussy.
“Oh yes,” I replied, “Should we continue your education, Miss Cooper?”
“Oh God, yes please Mrs Carter” she answered enthusiastically.
I knelt on the couch and grasped her ankles smiling mischievously before I yanked them either side of my hips. “And such a lovely cunt you have, Miss Cooper!” I said gazing at her crotch before I crawled forwards above her.
I could see her trembling as slipped my thigh between her legs pressing my flesh into her hot, wet slit. I eased myself lower and crushed my breasts into hers, two pairs of hard, aching nipples pushing into each other. Her tremors infected me and I felt my body twitch and shudder as more and more of our flesh made contact. Her eyes locked on my mouth, on my tongue wetting my lips as I felt her lithe, supple leg slide around and over my ass.