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Maureen Blackmailed By Her Boyfriend's Dad
by Author Obscure (1997)

***

Wife tells how she was blackmailed into sex with her 
husband's father when they were dating. Then how his 
father had shared her with his friends and how she'd 
come to enjoy the experience. (M+/F-teen, FF, dom, 
blkmail, cheat)

***

A little while ago my wife and I were at a party and I 
noticed that during the evening she went upstairs with 
a man who looked about 60 years old (my wife is 32). 
They were gone some time and when my wife returned, it 
was obvious that she had been well and truly fucked by 
the man.

When we got home, I asked her why she had gone with 
such an older guy when there had been plenty of much 
younger men there. My wife hesitated and then started 
to explain. 

I had first met my wife when she was 15 and just after 
her 16th birthday, I'd taken some photographs of her 
showing her big firm tits and neatly trimmed little 
cunt. Some pictures showed me fingering her, holding 
her cunt wide open while she sucked my cock etc. and in 
one she was sat on my knee with her legs wide open and 
my cock up her. 

She explained that my dad had found these photographs 
and came to see her one day during the school holidays. 
My dad told her he was worried about what her parents 
would say and that since it was clear that I wasn't 
wearing a condom, that she could easily get pregnant. 

My then girlfriend told my dad that she was on the pill 
and so couldn't get pregnant, but that she didn't want 
her parents to know about or see the photographs. 

Dad had then told her how attractive she was and that 
she looked great in the pictures, and that if she did 
what he wanted, no one would ever know about it. My 
wife told me how she had hesitated, but had also 
realized that there was no real option but to let my 
dad do what he wanted, so she had nodded her agreement. 

Dad told her to show him to her bedroom and to 
partially draw the curtains. He had then sat at her 
dressing table and told her that he wanted to see the 
'real thing' rather than just pictures of her body. He 
told her to strip naked. The thought of my dad, who was 
about 3 times her age, making my then 16 year old 
girlfriend strip for him was too much for my throbbing 
cock. I was really turned on and so told her I needed 
to fuck her. 

We undressed as she continued to explain what my dad 
had made her do. He'd sat there watching my girlfriend 
strip off her clothes without comment. He then got her 
to 'pose' for him, getting her to push her tits out and 
play with her nipples until they had become erect. 

Then she had to sit on the edge of her bed with her 
legs wide-open and pull her cunt lips apart so that my 
dad could see her properly. After this, he had told her 
to stand and turn round so that he could admire her 
bum, and after bending over to show him her cunt again, 
he told her to come over to where he was sitting. 

My dad had then drawn her close to him, forcing her to 
open her legs as he had kept his knees closed. My dad 
had then sucked and licked her tits as he worked his 
finger into her cunt and used his thumb to rub her 
clit. Unknown to my girlfriend, dad had also released 
his cock and as he pulled her down towards his knee, 
she had been startled to feel his cock at the entrance 
to her cunt. She had automatically raised herself a 
little and looked between her legs to see my dad's hard 
cock. 

My wife told me that dad's cock was only a little 
longer and fatter than mine, but that the end of his 
cock was huge, at least twice as big as mine, very red 
and angry looking. My dad had started to ease her back 
down towards his cock, and after a little hesitation, 
she had allowed herself to be guided onto the big knob-
end. My dad's cock had then pushed her cunt lips apart 
to stretch and fill my girlfriend's cunt. 

My wife told me how she had felt that big knob-end, and 
the rim around it, inside her and how she had been 
turned on by the fact that my father was making her 
fuck with him. She told me how she had then ridden my 
dad's cock and had cum several times before he had 
filled her with his spunk. 

The rest of the school holidays had been spent with my 
dad visiting my then young girlfriend, during the day, 
when her parents were out at work. Sometimes dad would 
get her to dress up in her school uniform and get her 
to kneel in front of him to lick, kiss and suck his 
cock, before bending her over the sofa and fucking her 
hard. 

One day she was dressed in her school uniform, as 
instructed, when another man turned up with my dad. The 
man was older than my dad and quite fat. My wife wasn't 
sure what to do, doing it with my dad was ok, she 
enjoyed that, but with two men at the same time and one 
a complete stranger was something else. However, my dad 
simply held her while the stranger opened her blouse 
and exposed her tits before lifting her skirt and 
firmly pulling her knickers down. 

My dad, throughout this had told her how young girls 
needed plenty of cock and that he understood how she 
loved being fucked. Dad had then begun to squeeze her 
tits as the stranger roughly fingered her cunt, both 
telling her she was never going to forget this new 
experience. 

The stranger had then stood back and unzipped his 
trousers; my girlfriend then saw that this old man had 
about a 12-inch long cock that was as fat as her wrist. 
My dad had then pushed my girlfriend to her knees, and 
gripped her hair, as the fat old man fed his cock into 
her mouth; my wife told me that at this point she had 
gagged on his cock which had been pushed to the back of 
her throat, but being forced to suck on this stranger's 
cock had also turned her on. 

The stranger had then worked his cock in and out of her 
mouth as they both told her how lucky she was to have 
two experienced men to teach her all about sex. Dad had 
started working on her cunt and clit and soon told the 
stranger that she was wet enough. The man withdrew his 
cock from her mouth and they pinned her to the floor. 

The stranger had then pulled my girlfriend's legs apart 
and pushed the head of his big fat cock into her. Dad 
had pushed his cock into her mouth as the stranger 
forced his cock further into her and began to stretch 
her young cunt to new limits. My wife told me how the 
man had slowly fed most of his huge cock into her and 
how she had tried to scream as she had finally felt the 
head of the cock push through into her womb and flood 
her with this old man's hot cum. 

Dad, satisfied at having watched his son's 16 year old 
girlfriend, being fucked by the big cock of a man more 
that 3 times her age, had then taken his cock out of 
her mouth to let her get her breath. The stranger had 
pulled his cock most of the way out of her stretched 
cunt, when my girlfriend had seen a flash and opened 
her eyes to find my dad pointing a camera at her; 
capturing her as she lay with the head of this 
stranger's cum covered cock still in her abused cunt. 

The stranger had laughed at my girlfriend's expression 
and took advantage of her confusion to withdraw his 
cock completely and stick it in her mouth. The second 
flash of the camera caught her with this old man's big 
cock between her lips and her cunt gaping open as spunk 
leaked out. 

At the end of the summer, Maureen had returned to 
school to study for the 

A' Levels needed for her to go to university. Maureen's 
mother wrote notes for school giving numerous reasons 
why Maureen could not attend sports lessons (which she 
hated) and my dad decided to use these 'free' 
afternoons to continue to sexually dominate my 
girlfriend. A friend of my dad, had a house not far 
from the well known all girls catholic school which 
Maureen attended. My dad arranged for the use of this 
house on such afternoons; his friend being only too 
happy to oblige, given that he would get to regularly 
fuck my 16-year-old girlfriend. 

*** 

Maureen stood outside the address given her by my dad, 
it was a big Victorian house typical of the well-to-do 
suburb; she was both nervous and excited. All through 
the morning lessons, her mind had wandered back to the 
summer holidays and the sex sessions with my father, 
and how the huge cock of a fat old man, who she had 
never met before, had also fucked her. 

Images of her naked young body being used these old 
men, rushed through her mind, and she wondered what new 
experiences lay in store for her body that afternoon; 
instead of the time tabled sports lesson. Maureen 
wished she had thought of bringing a spare pair of 
panties, since the ones she was wearing had become 
completely soaked, and she had been sure that everyone 
must have been able to smell the heat of her sex. 
Maureen's class tutor, Miss Johnson, had told her off 
several times that morning, for not paying attention, 
and so she tried to work harder to avoid a possible 
detention. 

My dad opened the door and led her through to the main 
reception room, where she was introduced to Peter, the 
owner, and George, the fat old man who had fucked her 
once, earlier that summer. Peter was tall and very 
slim, even gaunt, his remaining white hair was brushed 
flat across his head in an attempt to cover his 
baldness; but he still looked quite fit for being, as 
Maureen later discovered, a retired school headmaster 
who was almost 70 years old. 

Peter welcomed Maureen with a light kiss on her cheek, 
and he told her to put her books anywhere, as he helped 
her with her school blazer; he commended her on 
attending a decent school. In helping to remove her 
blazer, my wife told me Peter had also taken the 
opportunity to admire the outline of her large firm 
breasts pressing against the thin nylon material of her 
pale blue blouse. 

Dad gave Maureen a very strong glass of Bacardi and 
coke, telling her to drink it all up; he then turned to 
Peter and they talked about Maureen, as though she 
wasn't even there. They discussed her figure and my dad 
described the hot young body that lay beneath her 
school uniform. 

Peter turned to Maureen and said, "Come here young 
lady." Maureen looked at my dad, who told her to do as 
she was told. Maureen walked over to Peter and stood 
obediently before him. Peter gently touched her face 
and leaned forward to kiss her, easing his tongue into 
her mouth as he did so. Peter unbuttoned Maureen's 
blouse and removed her bra; before gently touching her 
breasts and bending to lick and suck on her erect 
nipples. Maureen continued to stand passively with her 
arms at her sides, until Peter told her to take off her 
skirt, after which Maureen stood only in her navy 
coloured cotton knickers. 

Peter carefully pulled down her knickers and Maureen 
stepped out of them. My 16-year-old girlfriend now 
stood completely naked before Peter, with my Dad and 
George quietly looking on. Peter slowly walked around 
her, stopping only to pinch a nipple and to lift her 
blonde ponytail, to better view her back and the smooth 
curves of her lovely young bottom. Peter then turned to 
my dad and simply told him to prepare her. 

My dad pulled Maureen's arms behind her back and bound 
her wrists with cord, before pushing her to her knees 
and taking a firm grip on her ponytail. 

Maureen's head was pulled back which caused her firm 
tits to be thrust forward and her mouth to open 
slightly. Peter then stood over her as he opened his 
flies and released his still soft cock; putting it to 
Maureen's mouth. My wife told me how strange Peter's 
cock had looked and felt, she explained that all she 
could see was the head of his cock nestling in the grey 
of his pubic hair, the head was pale and appeared to 
have no shaft; when Peter had put it to her mouth, it 
had felt cold. 

My dad told Maureen to lick and kiss Peter's shriveled 
cock. Maureen began to use her soft young lips and felt 
the cock begin to grow, soon there was sufficient 
length to begin taking it into her mouth; Peter then 
firmly held her head, pulling it forward to grind his 
coarse pubic hair against her face. The cock continued 
to swell and the head of Peter's cock began to snake 
its way down Maureen's throat; at this point my 
girlfriend began to gag and my dad told her to keep 
swallowing, and to breathe through her nose. 

Once Maureen became accustomed to having Peter's cock 
deep in her throat, he started to work the whole of his 
8-inches in and out of her mouth; Maureen could taste 
his pre-cum, but Peter stopped fucking her mouth to 
prevent himself from cumming. Peter stood back telling 
my dad to untie Maureen's wrists and to take her to the 
master bedroom. 

The master bedroom was on the second floor of the 
house; my dad and George led my naked young girlfriend 
upstairs. The door to the bedroom was open and 
Maureen's eyes were immediately drawn to the large 
four-poster bed; which she also noticed had straps 
fixed to each post. My dad pushed her onto the bed and 
held her as George bound her wrists and ankles to the 
posts. 

Maureen, spread-eagled on the bed, looked up at the 
canopy as my dad drew on a cord, which pulled back the 
dark red satin material, to reveal a large overhead 
mirror. Maureen turned her head, at the sound of a door 
opening, and saw Peter enter the room wearing a silk 
bathrobe. Peter stood at the foot of the bed and looked 
at her young helpless body; he then disrobed to reveal 
a pale wrinkled body and his semi-hard cock still 
leaking some pre-cum. 

My wife told me that the thought of what this old man 
was about to do to her young body, had made her skin 
crawl, but that she had also felt how the lips of her 
cunt had began to tingle and swell, she had also became 
aware of how wet she had been. Peter climbed onto the 
bed and began to feel her taut young body and, as he 
roughly squeezed her breasts, he kissed her neck, face 
and mouth. 

Peter then gently bit her lower lip and forced his wet 
tongue into her mouth. As his tongue continued to 
explore her mouth and breasts, Peter's hand moved down 
her body to feel between her open legs and worked on 
her already swollen cunt. Maureen felt her thighs being 
spread wider by Peter's knees, until the straps were 
digging into her ankles. 

Peter told my girlfriend that it was time for him to 
fuck her hairy young cunt; he then pushed all of his 8-
inches straight into her. Maureen's cunt offered no 
real resistance, being already wet and used to the 
fatter cock-head of my dad. She looked up to see her 
body in the mirror, covered by Peter's pale and 
wrinkled old body lying between her obscenely wide open 
legs; she began to cum. Peter continued working his 
cock in and out of my young girlfriend, with my dad and 
George encouraging him "to fuck the hot little bitch 
good and hard"; 

Maureen started to orgasm for a second time. 

Peter quickly withdrew his cock from her cunt and shot 
his spunk into her mouth and over her face. Peter, now 
exhausted, rolled off Maureen and my dad immediately 
climbed onto the bed, taking Peter's place between her 
open legs. 

Dad congratulated Peter on warming her up and he 
reached up to take some of Peter's cum from her face; 
smearing it over the entrance to Maureen's partly 
gaping cunt. My dad then pushed the big head of his 
cock deep into the belly, which was that of his son's 
girlfriend; George climbed onto the bed and straddled 
her chest. 

My dad pounded his cock in and out of Maureen's hot wet 
cunt and George used the head of his fat 12-inch-cock 
to smear Peter's remaining cum across her face. George 
then started to try and feed his cock into her mouth.  
Maureen opened her mouth as wide as possible, but 
despite both their efforts, no more than the tip of 
George's huge cock managed to enter; Maureen's young 
mouth was simply too small to accommodate his size. 

My wife explained how frustrated she had felt; here was 
the cock that had fucked her only once before, but had 
given her incredible pleasure mixed with pain. Maureen 
wanted to pleasure this cock, not only to prove her 
sexual ability, but also in fear that if she did not do 
so; George would not fuck her again. My girlfriend 
realized that it was impossible to suck, let alone deep 
throat George's cock, so Maureen began to lick and kiss 
his big cock and balls; in doing so, she discovered the 
'eye' of his cock. 

Maureen worked her tongue over the head of George's 
cock, paying particular attention to the hole at its 
tip; she was rewarded with the sticky goo of his pre-
cum. My dad, watching Maureen's obvious idolizing of 
George's cock, in the reflection of the overhead 
mirror, came deep within her. He withdrew his cock as 
his spunk spilled out of her now thoroughly fucked 
pussy; George and my dad then exchanged positions. 
Maureen licked my dad's cock clean and took it deeply 
into her mouth, as she felt the head of George's cock 
begin to stretch her cunt lips apart. 

As George forced his cock into Maureen, he became lost 
in his lust for this 

16-year-old girl; he cared only about filling her young 
hot pussy with his seed. As George's cock stretched and 
invaded her cunt and womb, Maureen started to cum again 
and her squirming on his cock pushed George over the 
edge; his cock started to shoot his spunk into 
Maureen's cunt and he pushed hard to ensure that he was 
fully into her. George's spasms receded but he kept his 
cock firmly imbedded in this young willing schoolgirl. 
My dad released Maureen's wrists and George pulled her 
up so that she now sat astride him; she gasped as 
George achieved even deeper penetration. Dad made room 
for Peter as he moved onto the bed behind Maureen. 

Peter reached down to Maureen's pussy, which was 
leaking spunk, despite still being plugged with 
George's huge cock. Peter then pushed Maureen forward 
while George pulled her cheeks apart to reveal her 
virgin asshole. Peter rubbed George's spunk into 
Maureen's ass and began to work the head of his cock 
against it; however, my dad intervened and told Peter 
that she would have to wait a little longer for that 
experience. 

Dad then told Maureen it was time for her to go home; 
George helped Maureen, as she struggled to reluctantly 
raise herself off his still-hard cock and, as his cock-
head came free, a flood of spunk flowed from Maureen's 
young gaping pussy. Peter showed Maureen to the en- 
suite bathroom and they left her to clean herself up. 

My dad then took Maureen home, dropping her off a few 
streets away to minimise any possibility of their being 
discovered. As Maureen left the car, my dad told her to 
be at the house again at the same time next week. 

Maureen walked slowly away from my dad's car, in part, 
because her young gaping cunt was sore and she could 
feel the spunk, of the old men who had filled it less 
than an hour ago, still leaking into the tissues she 
had used to line her knickers. The main reason for her 
slow progress, however, was her need to think. 

Here she was not yet 17-years old, a virgin less than a 
year ago, and now being fucked by men who were much 
older than even her dad. What was more, these men were 
complete strangers, except for one, and he was the 
father of the boy she loved. That her boyfriend's dad 
had found the compromising photographs, taken by his 
son, and was using them to blackmail her into having 
sex with him and then others, was something she could 
not help. 

What troubled Maureen, was the fact that she had so 
quickly changed, from being the unwilling victim, to 
someone who actually needed to be dominated by old men; 
men that were interested only in their own sexual 
gratification by using her young school-girl body. 
Maureen also worried about what her boyfriend's dad 
really thought of her; the man, whom she was 
determined, would one day become her father-in-law. 

The following week, Maureen stood again at the door of 
the big house, which was within easy walking distance 
of school. She quickly entered the house and was shown 
into the small reception room. The curtains were drawn 
and a set of clothes lay neatly folded on the table in 
front of her. My dad told Maureen to change into the 
clothes, which looked almost identical to the school 
uniform and underwear she was already wearing; the only 
additional item, appearing to be a pair of knee length 
white socks. 

In response to my girlfriend's puzzled expression, my 
dad explained that he thought it better not to risk her 
own clothes getting stained. Maureen felt strangely 
embarrassed at changing in front of her boyfriend's 
father, who had seen her naked and used her body so 
many times before; and so she quickly substituted these 
new clothes for her own. My dad then blindfolded 
Maureen and led her across the hall to the big front 
lounge, where only the week before, 76-year-old Peter, 
had first taught her to deep-throat his 8-inch cock. 

The lounge was quiet, but there was a strong smell of 
cigarettes, cigars and alcohol; Maureen sensed that the 
room was full of people, but as to how many, she had no 
idea. Maureen recognized Peter's welcoming voice, as 
both her arms were seized and held firmly by her side. 
Maureen felt a pair of hands at the open neck of her 
blouse and her heart leapt, as her blouse was ripped 
open and she heard sounds of appreciation from around 
the room. My girlfriend was then quickly stripped of 
her bra and there was a strange stillness, as she stood 
roughly held by her arms, with her firm young breasts 
exposed to those in the room. 

A hand grabbed her hair and pulled her head back 
sharply, causing her large breasts to be thrust 
forward, as they were fondled, pinched and squeezed. 
Maureen's nipples stood proudly erect and each was 
taken into unseen mouths, which nibbled and gently bit 
them. Maureen felt someone removing her skirt and then 
her knickers being torn and pulled from her. Maureen 
was deeply aware of the fact that she now stood in 
nothing but the knee-length socks, and that her body 
was totally exposed and vulnerable to these men, who 
held her and, whom she could not even see. 

Hands guided her to what felt like an upholstered bench 
and she was laid upon it; her arms still firmly held, 
while others were now holding her long slim legs open. 
Maureen's cunt lips were then stretched open and a 
finger began to work on her sensitive young clit. 
Maureen soon began to pull against the hands that 
restrained her, and her back arched, as the first 
orgasm racked her body; when it subsided, she felt two 
fingers penetrate her and then rub the sticky goo of 
her cum over the stretched outer lips of cunt. 

After a short pause, Maureen felt the head of a cock 
tease her clit and cunt, before it plunged deep inside 
her. My girlfriend moaned quietly, as the hard thick 
cock of an unseen man worked it in and out of her 
pussy, and another pushed its way into her mouth. Hands 
began to feel her breasts and another cock was pressed 
against her cheek; as one cock was withdrawn, the other 
immediately replaced it. 

The cock in her cunt erupted and began to flood her, 
but it quickly withdrew, and a jet of hot spunk 
splashed her inner thighs and belly. Hands smeared the 
sperm between her legs and over her tits, while mouths 
began to lick and mix it with their salvia. The cock in 
young Maureen's mouth began depositing its spunk, first 
in her mouth and then over her face and hair. 

Maureen soon lost all sense of time, as cocks in both 
her mouth and cunt relentlessly penetrated her; she 
lost count of how many. Her body was covered in the 
stickiness of men's semen and her mouth and cunt were 
aching; when suddenly, the hands and cocks stopped 
abusing her. 

My girlfriend lay exhausted, but with a sense of 
satisfaction that she had never known before. Maureen 
felt her blindfold being removed and a bright light 
dazzled her; she carefully reopened her eyes and saw my 
dad with a cine camera, slowly panning up from her 
gaping spunk filled cunt, across her drenched body, to 
then linger on her face. Maureen closed her eyes and 
lay still, no longer caring. 

Peter and my dad helped my girlfriend, clean herself up 
and dress in her own clothes. My dad gave Maureen a 
lift to within a few streets of her home; he ignored 
most of her questions other than to confirm that the 
entire session had been filmed. 

Maureen then understood why there had to be some short 
pauses, obviously they were taking close-ups, and she 
tried to remember at what points these had occurred. 
Maureen lay in her bed that night, reliving the 
experience; her only regret being that, despite the 
blindfold and having taken several huge cocks, she knew 
George had not been there, or worse, had only observed 
and chosen not to use her. Then, despite her soreness, 
Maureen played with her clit until she achieved orgasm. 

***

The next morning, Maureen sat on the bus to school and 
suddenly realized that any male passenger could be one 
of the men who had fucked her the day before. As she 
changed buses and was now on the direct route to 
school, Maureen looked at each male passenger, to try 
and see any sign of recognition from them. My 
girlfriend then thought about the possibility of one or 
more of the men who had used her, being from the group 
of old perverts who frequently looked through the 
school railings by the sports field, to watch young 
girls playing hockey, volleyball or rounders. 

This final thought caused her cunt to tingle and she 
clamped her thighs tightly closed, in order to prevent 
her wetness soiling her cotton knickers. Maureen then 
began to wonder how she might make contact with those 
perverts, to let them know of her needs and desires; if 
circumstances changed and for some reason, she should 
no longer be able to visit Peter's house. 

The following week, Maureen collected her notes and 
books together and began to leave the classroom, eager 
to be in good time for her afternoon appointment at 
Peter's house; when Miss Johnson called her back. Miss 
Johnson explained that the sports teacher had 
complained about how she had rarely attended sports 
lessons last year, and had not attended any, so far 
this term. 

The Mother Superior had instructed her, as class tutor, 
to investigate and deal with the matter. Miss Johnson 
then went on to explain that it seemed that, according 
to today's letter from her mother, Maureen's menstrual 
cycle was unique in having now lasted for three weeks. 
Most of the teachers, at the catholic convent school 
were nuns, however, Miss Johnson was a 'civilian'. 

Maureen reckoned that honesty, or at least some 
elements of truth might be the best approach; Maureen 
explained her hate for sports and fear of swimming. 

Miss Johnson lectured my girlfriend, on the importance 
of regular physical exercise; but had then gone on to 
explain that, in her own school days, she had avoided 
sports lessons 'like the plague'. Miss Johnson then 
went on to tell Maureen, how she had told the Mother 
Superior that her parents had already provided a 
satisfactory explanation, as to why it was often 
inadvisable that she engaged in sports. 

To explain her absence from school, Miss Johnson had 
said that on the afternoons when she would ordinarily 
have been attending these lessons, Maureen had been 
helping her by cataloguing the French magazines and 
newspapers that had accumulated during the summer 
break. Maureen was relieved, thanked her tutor for 
being so understanding and started to stand. Miss 
Johnson told her not to be so quick, that she did 
indeed have a pile of articles that needed cataloguing 
and that Maureen was the ideal candidate for the job. 

Maureen's class tutor told her that the job would 
usefully occupy her for a few sports lessons; Maureen 
tried to hide her dismay, at the thought of not being 
able to visit Peter's house. Miss Johnson then 
explained that she had the articles at home and that, 
although she had an appointment early that afternoon, 
Maureen could still collect some now and that, on the 
way to her appointment, she could drop her off at the 
bus stop. Maureen's heart sank, but she thought that 
perhaps she could still make it to Peter's house 
without being too late. 

Maureen was pleased when the journey to Miss Johnson's 
house took only a few minutes, and her hope of still 
getting to Peter's house that afternoon increased. Miss 
Johnson showed Maureen into a small parlour at the rear 
of the house. The room was cluttered with papers and 
books and Miss Johnson cleared some from the sofa, to 
make room for Maureen to sit. 

Miss Johnson gave my girlfriend a file and explained 
that it needed updating with the newspaper and magazine 
articles that lay on the floor next to her. Her tutor 
then told Maureen that she needed to get ready for her 
appointment, and that she would answer any questions 
that Maureen might have, after she had changed. 

Ten minutes passed and Maureen was wondering how much 
longer Miss Johnson would take; she had already looked 
at the file and had immediately understood the 
cataloguing system. Miss Johnson then entered the room 
wearing an old bathrobe and holding a folder; she 
apologized and told Maureen that she had forgotten to 
give her these, handing the folder to her. 

Maureen hid her frustration that Miss Johnson wasn't 
even finished dressing, as her tutor joined her on the 
sofa. Maureen opened the buff folder and was shocked to 
see that it contained photographs, previously taken by 
her boyfriend's dad and George. 

Maureen was completely flustered and Miss Johnson put 
her arm around her shoulder and tried to calm her. Miss 
Johnson told Maureen not to worry and that she 
understood. She continued to explain that Peter, their 
now mutual friend, had been her own headmaster when she 
had been Maureen's age; Miss Johnson then leaned 
forward to kiss her. 

Maureen avoided the attempted kiss and Miss Johnson 
quietly explained how she had watched her develop from 
being a skinny young girl, into a very attractive young 
woman, and that the photographs were proof of that 
womanhood. Miss Johnson told Maureen that really, she 
now had less choice than when her boyfriend's father 
had visited her that first time during the summer; she 
confidently lifted Maureen's face and kissed her fully 
on her lips. 

Maureen sat uncomfortably, with her eyes tightly 
closed, as Miss Johnson continued gently kissing her 
soft young mouth; her mind was reeling from what was 
now happening to her and the realization that her class 
tutor, a woman she guessed to be about 35-years old, 
was not only physically attracted to her, but in a 
position to make her do anything she wished. 

Miss Johnson told Maureen that Peter knew she would be 
late, but that there still was not very much time. Miss 
Johnson then took Maureen's hand and led her, in a 
daze, upstairs to the bedroom. The bedroom, in contrast 
to the rest of the house Maureen had seen, was very 
feminine, with the scent from freshly cut flowers 
mixing with Miss Johnson's perfume. Two bedside lamps 
also cast a soft warm glow over the walls. 

Miss Johnson turned towards Maureen, before letting her 
bathrobe fall to the floor. She stood, wearing a red 
lace basque and matching knickers; the suspenders 
supported black silk stockings. Maureen was surprised 
at her tutor's figure, which had always been kept 
hidden under loose fitting and rather dowdy clothes; 
all the girls at school assumed that she probably had a 
figure to match. Miss Johnson's breasts where quite 
large and spilled over the top of her basque, her waist 
was narrow and emphasized her round and well 
proportioned hips, whilst her legs looked very shapely 
in the black high heels that she was wearing. 

Miss Johnson stood and let Maureen take in her body, 
before moving closer and continuing the kiss she had 
started downstairs. Miss Johnson carefully unbuttoned 
Maureen's blouse and removed it without breaking their 
kiss, she then gently reached round and unclipped the 
plain white bra, which joined the blouse on the bedroom 
floor. Miss Johnson drew Maureen closer, embracing her 
as their bodies met, the kiss deepening as her tutor's 
tongue gently entered her mouth. 

Maureen's loosened skirt dropped to the floor and Miss 
Johnson's hand slipped inside the back of her knickers 
to caress her bottom. Miss Johnson kissed Maureen's 
neck and slowly worked down to her breasts and nipples, 
which were already hard and erect. 

Miss Johnson gently licked and sucked on Maureen's 
nipples and then continued downward, gently easing 
Maureen's knickers down as she did so. Maureen had 
thought it impossible, that another woman could turn 
her on, but she was now discovering this to be untrue; 
despite her disgust at the idea of having sex with 
another woman, she could not prevent her body 
responding. Miss Johnson was delighted that, when her 
tongue had reached this hot young girl's pussy, the 
legs had voluntarily parted to give her access. 

Miss Johnson inhaled the aroma of Maureen's cunt as her 
tongue lapped at the ample supply of fresh juice that 
was now flowing freely from it; she was relieved that 
she had taken Maureen, so easily and quickly, beyond 
the point of no return. 

She now knew that she would, not only have the immense 
pleasure of using this girl's body, but that it would 
soon be reciprocated. Maureen grabbed hold of Miss 
Johnson's shoulders, supporting herself, as her orgasm 
began to build and, as she came, she pulled her tutor's 
face hard against her cunt; Miss Johnson eagerly pushed 
her tongue deep inside Maureen, tasting and then 
swallowing as much of her cum as possible.  

Miss Johnson stood and supported Maureen as the orgasm 
faded; she kissed her deeply to transfer the remaining 
cum into her mouth; Maureen sucked greedily. Miss 
Johnson released her own breasts from the confines of 
her basque and drew Maureen's mouth towards them. 
Maureen sucked on the large brown nipples, as her hands 
came up and felt the warmth and fullness of Miss 
Johnson's breasts. They moved slowly onto the bed, 
continuing their lesbian embrace. Miss Johnson began to 
work again on Maureen's body; as her young pupil 
continued sucking her breasts. 

As Maureen's arousal continued to heighten, Miss 
Johnson removed her own, now sodden knickers, and she 
guided her pupil's hand to the top of her thigh. 
Maureen's hand hesitated only slightly; she had often 
masturbated, and was curious as to what another woman's 
cunt actually felt like. As Maureen's hand explored 
her, Miss Johnson opened her legs wider and guided it 
onto her clitoris; Maureen's own excitement increased 
as she felt this woman's body respond to her finger. 

Maureen and Miss Johnson lay next to each other, both 
engrossed in their mutual masturbation but, as she felt 
Maureen's second orgasm start to build, Miss Johnson 
turned and climbed on top, so that she could again lap 
at her pupil's young cunt. Maureen started to cum 
almost immediately, but this time Miss Johnson decided 
to forgo a second helping; she lifted her head and 
clamped her soaking cunt over Maureen's mouth. 

Maureen distracted by her own orgasm and without even 
thinking, pressed her tongue into the depths of Miss 
Johnson's cunt. As Miss Johnson came, a stream of hot 
cum ran down Maureen's tongue and into her open mouth. 
They lay in each other's arms and gently kissed and 
caressed, then bathed together before dressing. 

Miss Johnson told Maureen that, whenever they were 
alone, she should call her Kate, but she was never to 
forget her position and treat her with total respect in 
front of others. Kate than told her that it was time to 
drive her over to Peter's house. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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