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"What if I told you in my next trip you come along and I'll let you watch." She said softly stroking him harder.

"Oh auntie...I'd love...aaaaahhhhhh...that." And he started to cum all over his chest. He couldn't believe how turned on he got thinking of seeing her with other men or women.

"Wow that was quick my panty loving perv and to tell you the truth , I've always wanted a man who'd let me fuck around still be by my side, but..." before she could complete.

"I'll always be there with you, I'd love to watch, join in or do any thing you want me to do." He said as he grabbed her started kissing her.

As she thought to herself while kissing him back, the quiet ones are always the perverted ones just the way she liked them.

They made love all afternoon, with her telling him detailed stories of her sexcapades, he fucked her in every possible position she even let him tit fuck her and then deep throat her and cum in her mouth which she swallowed.

By the end of it Chin had cum 3 more times and she'd lost count how many orgasms she'd had.

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#Mansion House

Part -- 9

Anushka watched her daughter-in-law and son closely at breakfast. She had to hand it to them, they didn't act like anything out of the ordinary had happened. Sure, Krishan was quiet as he munched his cereal. And, yes, Hansika was a bit taciturn. But if Anushka hadn't seen them rutting like animals with her own eyes, she would never have known.

Karun, Ganesh, and Shriya certainly seemed none the wiser. Anushka excused herself from the table and went into the kitchen to pour herself another mug of coffee. She listened to Ganesh prattle on about bathroom tiles. Karun occasionally offered a remark to let his father know he was listening. Anushka tuned them out and watched the steam rise from her cup. It swirled, twisted, and jelled into two clots rhythmically pulsing together.

Oh, Gosh. Anushka's hand went to her mouth. She glanced over her shoulder, but no one in the dining room was watching her. The wisps of steam had coalesced and formed two figures in the air above the kitchen counter. They were clearly representative of a man and a woman, and they humped just as Hansika and Krishan had done the night before. Just as Anushka, herself, had done with her son. She watched the mating figures undulate, and butterflies flapped in her stomach.

What was wrong with the them? The women who'd sworn to love and protect their men had tossed their vows out like yesterday's recycling. Anushka watched the steam hump and hump. She realized that if she was going to prevent Krishan from mating Hansika again, she'd have to give a little and help him with his penis again. The thought sent more butterflies to her tummy, and wetness to her panties. Of course, she wouldn't need to have sex with him again. Oral sex wasn't cheating, and that should be enough to satisfy a horny teenager.

"Mom?" Shriya carried her empty plate into the kitchen.

"Yes?" Anushka frantically waved at the steam, erasing the humping figures.

"Can I have a few bucks?" Shriya placed her plate in the sink. "I have a class this afterschool and I'll need to buy a snack."

"Sure, pumpkin." Anushka nodded and fetched her purse. She pulled out a 500 and handed it to her daughter. "Good?"

Shriya nodded and her elfin features lit up in a smile. "Thanks, Mom. You're the best."

"You're welcome " Anushka smiled back. She needed to get to the Samatar house this morning. If nothing else, she'd protect that sweet innocence written all over Shriya's eighteen-year-old face.

Anushka shepherded her children out the door. The twins walked down the long driveway to catch the bus. Karun and Hansika got in their pickup truck to drive back to their house. When they'd gone, Anushka returned to the dining room to find Ganesh finishing his coffee.

"I'm headed back to the east tower." Ganesh smiled up at his wife. "Want to help with some electrical?"

"I ... can't." Anushka frowned.

"What's up?" Ganesh stood and walked over to his wife.

"I ..." Anushka couldn't think of a lie. She wasn't good at duplicity, despite all the secrets she'd been keeping from Ganesh recently. "I need to stop by the Samatar's house."

"Can't it wait?" Ganesh's smile faded.

"No, it can't." Anushka took a deep breath. "I'll be back soon."

"Well, don't give them any money." Ganesh gave his wife a pat on the butt and walked past her. He couldn't help notice how round her backside had become. "Find me in the tower when you're back. I could use your help today."

"Yes, dear." Anushka turned and watched him go. She felt so torn. Ganesh needed her to be his true and faithful wife. Krishan needed her to take care of him as only a mother could. Shriya needed her protection. Karun needed her to save his marriage. And even the house needed her to keep its secrets. She took a deep breath and retrieved her purse and car keys. She'd do her best to give everyone what they needed.

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The pickup truck pulled away from the short driveway. Hansika waved to Karun as he sped off to work. She let herself into their house. Their space was filled with tasteful furniture, framed art prints, and photos of Karun and Hansika. There was a framed picture from their wedding day and another from their honeymoon hanging in the living room. Everything seemed so small and empty.

Hansika shivered as she thought about how stretched and full her pussy had been just hours ago as eighteen-year-old Krishan dumped a huge load inside her. How surreal a thing. Her thighs trembled. Jeez, she was walking around with Krishan's cum in her that very moment. Earlier that morning, she'd brushed her teeth with a womb full of teenage jizz. She'd talked calmly with her husband in their truck driving home. She eaten breakfast, with a pussy full of sperm. Hansika rushed toward her bedroom, shedding her clothes along the way.

Naked on her bed, Hansika's hand found her pussy and she rubbed at her lips and clit. She had about eight hours until Karun returned home. She intended to have many orgasms in that time. All the while thinking about enormous cocks. Thoughts about Krishan's hot load wove around thoughts about the impossibly cold cum Sunny had deposited in her vagina the day before. The boys in that house had used her for their pleasure, and she'd loved it. She'd loved it so much, she'd made a devil's bargain with a phantom. Hansika's large breasts wobbled as she brought herself to the first of many orgasms she intended to give herself that day. She screamed out in the small, empty house. When she came down from the high, her hand went right back to work.

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The Samatar house was about as different from Mansion as a house could get. A blocky bungalow with no detail or charm, situated in a neighborhood full of such houses. Anushka rang the doorbell and waited, her hands clasped in front of her. Her fingers, mindlessly, twisted at the blue fabric of her dress. Anushka looked down and noticed a line of salt running just in front of the threshold. The salt ran off to the side of the door, where a it formed a symbol that, to Anushka, looked very much like a fire-breathing dragon.

Catherine opened the door. "Oh, hello, Mrs. Anderson." She smiled at the e woman and thought that Anushka looked quite worried. "Come in."

"Hello, Catherine ." Anushka stepped over the threshold and suddenly felt very tired, like the house had drained her energy. "I'd like some help."

"You would?" Catherine nodded her head and adjusted her hijab. "I trust that our wards kept the demons under control?"

"Um ..." Anushka needed to sit, she felt so exhausted. "May I?" She found a chair in the living room and sat down.

"Excuse my manners." Catherine nodded. "May I offer you some tea?"

Anushka shook her head.

"Well, then." Catherine sat on the couch across from Anushka, her knees pressed together under her loose dress. "What can I do for you? I'm afraid my husband is not at home."

 

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"That's okay." Anushka leaned her head back on the headrest and looked to the side. She spotted more salt on the windowsills, with more symbols. She saw a snake symbol, and what looked like a porcupine, maybe. The details weren't great in art made of salt.

"Anushka?"

"Sorry. I'm so sleepy." Anushka's eyes found Catherine again, and she focused on her host. Anushka decided that Catherine was quite a beauty, and pretty smile. "I'd like to get a charm to protect my family."

"That is what we did." Catherine nodded, her smile fading. Her client looked pale. Well, she was always pale, but more so than usual. Pallid, even. "And we're scheduled to come back on Wednesday to check up on the wards. Everything is in order there?"

"Can you please give me something for my children? To protect them. Maybe for them to wear, or put around their neck, or something?" Anushka struggled against her fatigue. She wanted nothing more than to lay her head back and take a little nap right there in that strange living room.

"Did something happen, Anushka?" Catherine rose from the couch and moved over to her sideboard, careful to keep the housewife in her field of view. She opened a drawer and pulled out several cheesecloth sachets filled with pennyroyal, pure salt, and silver dust.

"I saw a ghost." Anushka didn't want to lie anymore, but she couldn't tell this woman the whole perverted truth. "A woman from the nineteenth century. She fornicated with her son."

"A cursed sin." Catherine walked over to Anushka. "The son was also a ghost?"

"Yes. Of course."

"Most troublesome." Catherine handed Anushka the sachets. "There are four bags here, one for each family member. Have each person keep the bag on them at all times." Catherine rubbed the poor woman's shoulder. "I am beginning to see what we are dealing with. Maxamed and I will come prepared on Wednesday. We can banish these demons."

"Thank you." Anushka put the sachets into her purse and summoned all her effort to stand. "I have to get back to my husband now." She walked on trembling legs to the front door, opened it, and stepped out into the cool morning. Once outside, she felt enlivened and refreshed. She turned and smiled at Catherine , who now held the door.

"We are not wealthy, Anushka." Catherine couldn't help but notice Anushka's changed demeanor.

"Of course." Anushka reached into her purse and retrieved thirty-five thousand, all the money she had on her. "We're a bit short on funds, too. But here, take this." She handed Catherine the money.

"Thank you." Catherine took the money and tucked it away in her long, formless dress. "See you in a couple days."

"Yes, see you." Anushka waved and walked back to her car with a spring in her step.

Catherine watched her go and closed the door. She turned to go about her chores and stopped in her tracks. There on the hallway floor rested that godless, black phallus. She wrestled with her next move for several minutes, staring down at the thing. Eventually, she picked it up with a quick swipe and raced to the bathroom.

Several minutes later, as she moved the great dildo inside her tight vagina, grunting and cursing as it plowed new depths, she wondered if Anushka was somehow responsible for the dildo's reappearance. Catherine plunged the thing into her again and again as she sat on the toilet seat, her dress around her waist. Her whole body buzzed with pleasure and she felt a near-apocalyptic orgasm approaching. She would need to dispose of this silicone nightmare, but first she needed it to give her release.

Catherine climaxed. As her ecstasy passed, she swore she would bury the phallus in the backyard. Her vagina spasmed around the monster. But minutes later, she found herself pumping it again and letting it take her to new heights.

After her third orgasm, the dildo inexplicably disappeared again. One moment, the mass of it weighed down her hands, the next, nothing. She cleaned up and searched the whole house, but she couldn't find it anywhere. Finally, she went back to her daily chores and resolved to conquer the Anushka house on Wednesday. She and her husband would defeat the infestation that had made her do such unbecoming things.

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After school, Krishan found his mother in the study looking at the mansion blueprints. "Where's Dad?" He could see her large sideboob pressed into the edge of the desk as she hunched over to examine the plans.

"Hello, Krishan." Anushka took off her reading glasses and looked up from the desk. She blinked at her son as her thoughts returned to the present. "He's meeting some friends for a beer."

"And Shriya's doing her STEM thing." Krishan looked around the study conspiratorially. "We have the house to ourselves."

"We need to talk, Krish." Anushka stood and smoothed out her conservative, blue dress.

Krishan frowned. "I'm sorry I said those things, Mom." Krishan looked down at the floor to avoid his mother's cool stare. "Nayan wanted me to say bad things, and -"

Anushka held up her hand to cut him off. "I accept your apology. And you're not to listen to Nayan anymore, understand?"

"Yes." Krishan kept his eyes on the floor. His hands went into his pockets.

"But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about." Anushka stepped over to Krishan and placed her finger under his chin. She lifted up his face until his eyes looked back into her brown ones. "I saw you last night."

"You ... what?" Krishan's pulse quickened. Hansika had left the door to the library open. Oh, God, he was in so much trouble. Krishan cringed.

"I saw you and Hansika in the chair." Anushka frowned. This was no easier for her to say than for Krishan to hear. "I know you've had quite the crisis with your large you-know-what and your trouble finding a suitable outlet for your pent-up stuff." Anushka took a deep breath. "But you can't go sticking it into any woman that passes by. Understand?"

Krishan nodded very slowly.

"Heavens, Krish. She's your sister-in-law." Anushka looked into his eyes and saw the pain and discomfort there. But this talk needed to happen. "I know you and Karun don't always get along, but you can never touch his wife again. Got it?"

"I'm so sorry." Krishan tried hard not to cry.

"I know, pumpkin. Come here." She pulled him into a hug and let him rest his head on her shoulder. She patted his back. "I know you're having trouble controlling your thing. Most teenage boys have these problems, you just have more going on down there than most boys. You're pretty far out on the bell curve. That's why I'll continue to help you until we can figure out an alternate solution. But no more sex, okay? Neither one of us should do that to your father."

"Okay, Mom." Krishan's hands slipped around Anushka's hips and found her round ass. He took two big handfuls and pulled her toward him. "I'm sorry about what I said." He rubbed his stiffening dick against her belly. "And I'm sorry about Hansika."

"We all make mistakes, Krish." Anushka reached her hand up and played with his hair. "You're at an age where you'll make plenty of mistakes. The important thing is that you learn." She let him rub his thing on her. The way he gripped her butt sent a shiver up her spine. "Now, I can tell you need some relief."

"Yes, please." Krishan let go of her ass as she sunk to her knees. He watched her primly fold the hem of her dress under her and gaze up at him with love and anticipation.

"Promise you'll make better decisions."

"I promise." Krishan nodded.

Anushka lightly kissed the bulge in his pants.

"Do you need a towel, Mom?" Krishan did his best to be considerate.

"No thank you, Krish. I've gotten pretty good at drinking it up." She blushed at that, unzipped his pants, and dropped them. The dark tip of his penis stuck out the top of his micro-boxers. She lowered the underwear and inhaled sharply. "I always forget just how big you are. Then I see it and ..." She leaned forward and took him into her mouth.

Fifteen minutes later, Anushka leaned back and the penis popped from her mouth. She stroked him with both hands as she looked up and caught her breath. "Are you ... close?"

Krishan shook his head.

"Gosh ... Krish." Her arms were tired. "Your father would have finished ... a long time ago."

"Let us not become ... weary in doing good, for at the proper time ... we will reap a harvest if we do not give up." Krishan smiled down at his mother as she worked him frantically. She was never more beautiful than when she tried coaxing his cum with a slightly manic look in her eye.

"Now is not the time ... ... at me." Anushka let go of his penis, stood, and carefully removed her dress. She hung it on the nearby chair, and bent over the desk, her palms on the house plans. "You can rub it on my butt." She looked over her shoulder at him. This was a dangerous move on her part, clad only in bra and underwear, her butt in the air. Krishan might not be able to resist temptation. But she needed him to let loose. "Go on, sweetie."

"Sure, Mom." Krishan stepped behind her and brushed his fingertips down the alabaster curve of her ass. She gave one quick shiver and he thrilled to see her shake. He lowered her panties down her thighs and rested his dick along her butt crack. "You have the best ass, Mom."

"Language, young man. It's a butt ... or a backside ... or ... oooohhhhhhh ... that feels good." She pushed back at him as his dick slid along her butt and the tip pushed repeatedly into the small of her back.

Nayanthara stood in the doorway and watched mother and son. There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses. That was a good one. But Krishan's quote about patience was most apt for Nayanthara's calling. The apparition had plowed a steady course over the centuries and would continue onward, ensnaring all those in her orbit sooner or later. Nayanthara smiled and stepped into the room, her bustled dress rustling ever so slightly.

"You can spray it on me, Krish." Anushka wiggled her butt as her son slid his long rod back and forth. "Just don't get your stuff on the plans."

"I ... won't." The war in Krishan's brain between obedience and desire was over. He spun her hips and turned her around to face him, her boobs shook in her bra at the sudden movement.

"What are you doing?" Anushka stood just before him with a confused look on her face. She saw Nayanthara standing behind Krishan and her eyes widened further. "She's behind you."

 

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"Who?" Krishan froze and looked over his shoulder. He relaxed when he saw who it was. "Nayan is friendly, remember."

"She is not." Anushka turned sideways and bent down to retrieve one of the sachets from her purse. "Go away devil. I command you to ... oh ... Krish? ... uh ... uh ... uh ..." While she bent over, panties now around her ankles, her son slid his monster into her wet vagina. It was odd how such a large thing could so easily slip inside her. She felt his fingers press into the flesh around her hips and just like that he was banging away at her backside. Her vagina stretched to accommodate him. "You ... did ... thiisssss ..." Anushka hissed at Nayanthara.

"Me?" Nayanthara arched her eyebrow in surprise. "I wouldn't deny myself the joy of watching you do this." Nayanthara smiled her sweet, innocent smile and folded her arms over her belly. "Sure, I may have helped things along with wayward Hansika a little. But you?" She slowly shook her head as Krishan increased the power of his thrusts. "For you, I only lit the path."

"Oh my gosh, it's ... happening ... ooooohhhhhhhhh." Anushka shuddered out an orgasm as Krishan's monster plundered her depths. Only minutes ago, she was so sure she'd never have sex with her son again. And now, as she recovered from her orgasm, she was actively humping back at him. Ganesh could not compete with his son. Heck, the mundanity of life couldn't compete with the thrill and passion she felt speared on that oversized penis. Was it true? Had Anushka done this to herself? She doubted it. But either way, she couldn't bring herself to care. The sachet dropped from Anushka's hand to the floor.

"Can I ...?" Krishan gritted his teeth. He was so close. "Can I do it inside?"

"I ... don't ... know ..." Another orgasm built inside Anushka. She turned her head and looked at Nayanthara who returned her gaze with an expectant smile. Anushka closed her eyes. "Yes ... Krish ... fill me all the way ... up." In a brief flash, she had an image of herself the day they moved into the Mansion. The woman she was then would never have cheated on her husband. She'd certainly never let her son consummate her adultery. She would have been disgusted at the thought of someone watching her have sex, least of all some sort of devilish apparition. She'd never dreamed of a penis the size of the one currently inside her. And, on top of all that, the woman she had been would not have played pregnancy roulette. That woman had fallen far, far down a well of lust and desire. "Fill ... me ... with your stuff."

"Thank you ... Mom." Krishan watched the rippling shockwaves move their way over her ass again and again as he smashed into her. He closed his eyes. "I'm ... cummminnnnggggg." His hips jerked on their own as his dick spouted inside his mom. He could hear Anushka shrieking as she came with him. Her high, sweet voice distorted and throaty.

A minute later, without letting him slip out of her, Anushka straightened, reached back, and caressed his narrow hips. She let out a sigh as Krishan's hands slid up her sides and cupped her boobs. Her butt fit so snugly against him, his penis wedged perfectly inside her. "I can't believe you did that, sweetie."

"Me neither." Krishan's grip on Anushka's heavy tits tightened. He bounced his hips gently against her wide butt.

"Oh my goodness, Krish," Anushka cooed. "Again? You already finished in me." But she didn't resist his movements.

"No one's home, Mom." Krishan pulled himself out of her, lowered his head a little, and held her ass cheeks apart so he could see the cum dripping from her pussy. His white stuff leaked from her splayed lips and ran down the inside of her legs. "Let's do it again."

"Okay." Anushka couldn't think up a better response. She blushed as Krishan inspected her vagina, and then let him manhandle her. Turning her around to face him again, he pushed her right leg a little to the side. She grunted when his penis slipped back into her, making a crude sound as it displaced copious amounts of sperm.

Facing each other now, the mating couple kissed. Both wrapping their arms around the other.

Anushka broke the kiss. "I've never done it standing like this." She marveled at her son's stamina and energy as he thrust his hips against hers.

Nayanthara clapped and giggled off to the side. "You are now open to all sorts of new delights, Anuska. Just you wait ..." Nayanthara burst into a fit of cheerful, sing-song laughter. "... just you wait."

An hour passed and Anushka found herself riding her son like a cowgirl on the floor. "I ... I feel like a teenager ... myself." Her bra long since discarded, she held onto her boobs and pressed them against her chest as she bounced on that long pole.

"Suck on your ... uh ... uh ... nipple." Krishan gripped her hips and helped guide the rhythm of her motion.

"I've ... never ..." Anushka added something to her list of firsts. She cupped her left breast and brought it up to her mouth. She sucked in her large pink nipple and rolled her tongue around it. The feeling was incredibly naughty and sublime.

The sight of his mom pleasuring her own boob sent Krishan over the edge. With a series of urgent grunts, he dropped another load inside Anushka.

The nipple popped out of her mouth when she felt the hot jets of cum coating her insides. "Ohhhhh, Krishhhhhhhhh." She leaned backward and let another orgasm sweep over her. Her arms flailed out to the sides with her fingers making awkward, mindless gestures. "I feel it ... I feel it ..." Anushka's whole body convulsed and her vagina rhythmically spasmed around Krishan's penis.

A few minutes later, Anushka opened one eye and looked down at her sweet son. He looked worn out and perfectly happy. The smell of their sweat and cum hung thick in the air. She opened the other eye and a lazy smile spread across her face. "Are you ... finally ... satisfied?" She took a deep breath in and out.

"You take such good care of me." Krishan sighed.

"My little man." Anushka leaned forward and pressed her breasts against his skinny chest. She planted a kiss on his forehead and rested her cheek against his tousled blond hair. Her vagina involuntarily spasmed around the fat penis still inside her. "My very big little man."

"Can we have sex again?" Krish flexed his dick and felt his mom's pussy jerk in response.

"We have to clean up, pumpkin." But Anushka didn't really feel like moving at the moment.

"I don't mean now. I mean later." His dick jumped again and her pussy responded. What a wonderful little game he'd just discovered. "I mean, I want to keep having sex with you in the future. I don't ever want to stop."

 

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"I bet." Anushka thought about how to handle this best. She was out of ideas. "You're a teenager, Krish. You'd put that thing in me every day, all day, if I let you."

"I mean it, Mom." Krishan held her shoulders and lifted her a little so he could look into her eyes. "I don't want to stop."

"How can I say no to that earnest face?" Anushka slowly nodded. "But, if we do this, you need to leave Hansika alone. And we have to be more careful." Anushka looked over her shoulder at the open door. "Promise?"

"I promise." Krishan offered her a wide, goofy smile and she smiled back.

"Now, let's get cleaned up." Anushka pulled off him and his penis flopped out of her vagina. She looked down between her hanging breasts at her poor slit. It gapped open and oozed sperm. "Gosh, Krish. We have a lot to clean up."

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A loud thump woke Krishan. He opened his eyes and blinked at the dark bedroom. His window hung open and his curtains gently wafted in the crescent moon's light. Another crash sounded somewhere in the house and Krishan tensed. He looked over to his bedroom door and could see it was open about six inches. He thought he'd closed it. He always closed it.

"You've done it now,." Vinay's voice carried down the hall. "You had to plant your seed, didn't you?" The mysterious clock started to chime the hour, and then it was silenced with a mighty crash.

Krishan trembled. He closed his eyes.

"Where is the philandering mare? Where is my wife that spreads her legs for any passing steed?" Another series of loud bangs filled the house with discordant ringing as Vinay finished off the clock. "Come out, Nayan."

A cold hand brushed Krishan's cheek and he opened his eyes. Nayanthara looked like an angel, her pale, freckled skin radiant in the moonlight. She wore a nightgown that hung open just enough for some cleavage to peek out. "We must be going, Krishan. He can sense what you did to your mother."

"What did I do?" Krishan whispered.

"Breed her, of course." Nayanthara offered a frightened, half-smile. "Come now." She took his hand and pulled him from bed.

Krishan followed the ghost, her frigid hand pressed firmly into his. He shivered, naked expect for his tight boxers.

"Remove that hateful ward so that we might escape." Nayanthara led him to the fireplace and pointed down to the salt symbol on the floor by the hearth.

"Sure." Krishan moved his bare foot toward the symbol to sweep it away, but his foot stopped just short of the salt. He tried the other foot, but still found he couldn't touch the thing. "I can't."

"That is not encouraging." Nayanthara cocked her head and stared down. The magic thing looked back up at her while it glowed its sickly, vengeful green. "It seems you have too much of the house in you already, dearie." She gave his hand a firm squeeze. "I didn't want to do this, but climb out that window. There is a ledge just outside. A perfect perch for a thin lad like you. He won't find you there."

Krishan looked at his open bedroom window.

"Go on, now." Nayanthara pulled him toward the window, but Krishan didn't move. "We haven't much time."

"I'm afraid of heights."

"Listen to me, Krish. You have so much ahead of you. But not if my dear husband gets his hands on you." She let go of his hand and lowered her nightgown, exposing her milky-white, left boob. "Come, now calm yourself." She firmly grasped Krishan's head by the back of his hair and brought his lips to her nipple.

He eagerly gulped down the cold, sweet liquid. His fear temporarily pushed aside.

"Ssshhhhhhhh." Nayanthara softly stroked his hair. "There, there, child." She gently pulled him off her breast and looked into his eyes. "Are you ready to climb the ledge now?"

"Sorry, no." Krishan shook his head.

Nayanthara sighed in exasperation. "In that case, it's into the devil's maw." She grabbed his hand again tightly and pulled him through the bedroom door and into the dark hall. A clattering crash echoed up the grand stairs from the main floor. Nayanthara crept toward the stairs. "I will get you to your mother. You'll be safe there," she whispered over her shoulder.

Loud stomping now filled the mansion, growing louder with each percussion. "And now the treachery is found." Vinay's deep voice reverberated as he climbed the stairs. "Not so much a boy as a viper in our midst. Stand aside, Nayan."

"We are found." Nayanthara froze near the top of the western stairway. She turned to Krishan and grabbed his shoulders. The faintest hint of panic filled her eyes. "Run to the west tower and lock the door behind you. Place this at the foot of the door." Nayanthara produced one of the Samatar sachets and dropped it in Krishan's hand.

"What are you going to do?" The sachet felt so heavy in Krishan's hand, like it was filled with lead. A great fatigue spread through him. The sound of footfalls neared. Krishan could now see a tall, broad shadow climbing the east stairway with resolute purpose.

"I will delay poor Vinay." Nayanthara gave Krishan a sad smile and turned toward her husband. "Run," she whispered.

Krishan turned and fled down the hall. Behind him he could hear harsh words.

"If it was always murder in your heart, you might have simply run me through with a steel." Vinay's voice lowered. "We'd all be better off. Out of the way."

"If you want him, the path lies through me." Nayanthara sounded resigned.

"Very well," Vinay's voice was now almost a snake's hiss.

Krishan hopped up the stairs to the tower, opened his sister's door, and closed it behind him. When he dropped the sachet like instructed, he felt his energy return to him. He could no longer hear what they were saying, but soon the muffled sounds of violence filtered through the door.

"Krish?" Shriya sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Shriya?" Krishan walked toward the bed on trembling legs. "Do you hear that?"

"No." Shriya cocked her blonde hair to the side and listened. "No, I don't hear anything."

"Really?" Krishan could still hear the scuffle from the second floor. He took a deep breath. It was reassuring that his sister couldn't hear it. It made Vinay seem much farther away. "Look, I had a nightmare, can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Like when we were kids?" Shriya smiled groggily and lifted her blanket. She was wearing warm pajamas under the covers. "Sure, Krish." She patted the sheet next to her. She watched her skinny brother climb into bed with her. She turned away from him and lay down on her side.

"Thanks." Krishan snuggled up to her back and put his arm over her side, careful not to touch her breasts. This was more than comforting. The sounds from below died away. They lay, spooning in the quiet for a while.

"Krish?" Shriya's voice was a sleepy whisper.

"Yeah?"

"You're poking me with your thing." The way she said it was very matter of fact. They were twins, and there wasn't any reason for pretense between them.

"Sorry." Krishan turned to his other side. He felt bad that he was hard in his sister's bed, but as the terror faded away, and her warmth and smell surrounded him, he couldn't help himself.

"It's okay. It was just a little uncomfortable." She flipped over to spoon him and draped her arm over his side. "The nightmare will be gone in the morning. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Krishan already felt the nightmare receding in his sister's embrace.

Soon, they were both softly snoring.

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The faint glow of morning infused the circular tower room as Shriya woke. She stretched and crawled out of bed. Autumn had settled in outside and the room gave her a chill. She was happy for her pajamas. She walked to the door on her way to bathroom. Before opening the door, she bent down and picked up the little cheesecloth bag on the floor. It had the same herb smell as the one her mother had given her. Shriya shrugged, Anushka must have given one to Krishan too and he dropped it while running from his nightmare. Their mother was really taking the haunting thing seriously.

Shriya opened the door and tossed the little sachet on a nearby shelf. She padded down the stairs in her bare feet. The soft ticking of a clock followed her down the hall. Everything was clean, quiet, and muted in the dawn. Just as it should be.

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The pickup truck pulled out of their short driveway. Hansika stood out on her front step, waving to her husband as he sped off to work. She turned and entered her house, closing the front door behind her. Normally, this was the point in the morning when she'd get some coffee and read the news. Instead, she bolted for the bedroom.

Within a minute, she was naked on her bed, with her hand working her pussy furiously. Images of young cocks danced before her eyes. She thought of Sunny and his cruel good looks. Her memories of her time in the locked room were shrouded in fog. But she did recall the moment he'd jammed his penis in her reluctant pussy. It had only taken about thirty seconds of his pistoning for her to realize what she'd missed out on when she'd married Karun. She'd wound up eagerly taking Sunny in positions she'd never before dreamed of. It was so good that she'd begged him for more.

Sunny was a revelation. But Krishan's bigger cock was the image that played a refrain in her mind as she worked herself to a morning orgasm. Such a contrast to Karun and Sunny, Krishan was sweet and clearly afflicted with a puppy-dog crush on his brother's wife. And his cock hit all the right places so very deep inside her. Hansika squealed out an orgasm as she thought of riding him. She needed to do it again.

Naked and sweaty, Hansika leaned over and grabbed her phone from her bedside table. She dialed Krishan's number. It was still early so he probably hadn't left for school yet. As the phone rang, her heart thumped in her chest. It went to voicemail. "Um ... Krish ... hello, it's SIL. I ... um ... we ... we have to talk. Call me back." She hung up and dropped the phone on the bed next to her. Her hand snaked back down past her blonde bush. Her fingers slipped inside her and she worked herself toward another orgasm.

to be continued...

 

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# Katrina Kaif Private Lessons: Part-3

Where the hell was he? I glanced over to the cable box under the huge flat screen TV and saw it was four o'clock. Sunny got out of work at three and was normally home by three thirty. Figures today would be the day he was late.

I shifted my position in the recliner and just that slight movement caused me to moan as my black lace thong rubbed against my aching clit. I'd been sitting here since a little after three waiting for him.

Normally I lived for that glorious routine of getting here early and going for a swim then sunbathing, but today was different, today would be far more fun than enjoying the neighbor perving on me.

Today was lesson number two and I'd been masturbating like a horny teenager since Friday night to the thought of Sunny getting down on his knees and licking my pussy, then eagerly returning the favor and taking that beautiful cock into my mouth.

After Friday's fun on the couch I could not even pretend to have any inhibitions of going further. My god his cock was magnificent and it was all mine, at least for two more 'lessons' The only misgiving I'd had was when I received a phone call Friday night and saw it was from Harshad .

When I'd answered, he didn't even bother with hello, but instead exclaimed, "Damn Katrina, you must be a hell of a teacher!" I'd frowned and asked if he had asked Sunny about it, for some reason the idea of Harshad telling Sunny he knew would bring me back to questioning how good of an idea this was.

"Tell me you didn't ask." I'd replied nervously.

But his response was simply, "Of course not, but the kid hasn't been this happy in months! He's floating around the house with a goofy smile on his face like he's stoned!"

To my relief he hadn't pressed for details and even though my thoughts were still conflicted about whether or not this was right from a moral standpoint-I was beyond denying the physical desire-I was already planning my next lesson and asked if he could leave a key under the mat for me so I could be waiting for Sunny on Tuesday.

Harshad agreed and on the subject of leaving me something asked if I preferred cash or could he leave a separate check with my usual one in an envelope on the table. I'd said a check was fine and quickly ended the conversation before it became even more awkward.

When I'd hung up I'd spent a few minutes feeling like...pretty much a cheap whore. A check in an envelope and Harshad discussing what we were doing, but by the time I'd filled the tub and sank into the warm soapy water lust took back over and I'd started what would be a weekend long masturbation session revolving around a certain adorable little cub eager to please his cougar teacher.

Now said cougar was getting to the point if he didn't get there soon, I might start without him. I narrowed my eyes and envisioned Sunny walking in the house to me stroking my pussy and thought about it.

I was sitting in the recliner in a black mini skirt I'd bought over the weekend that I'd eventually wear to a club, but right now was strictly for my sexy student, and a plain short sleeve black blouse. I'd chosen the blouse because it was a button up and had a plan for that.

I'd slipped my shoes off and was sitting at an angle, one leg over the arm of the chair, exposing my thighs and the black thong. I put my hand between my legs and moaned at the fact the thong was already soaked through. I stroked my clit through the thin fabric and rolled my eyes back, damn I was worked up.

My fingers worked their way inside and I sighed at the sensation of running them through my soft wet lips. I jumped at the sound of a car in the driveway and keeping my fingers between my legs lightly teased my clit beneath the thong.

I heard the kitchen door open and Sunny's footsteps coming through the kitchen.

"Katrina, you here?" He called out.

"Living room, Sunny."

"Hey, Katrina!" He began as he entered the room then stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh, goddamn."

"See something you like?" With a wicked smile, I pulled the thong to the side and flashed him my pink slit.

"Yes ma'am." He nodded and slowly approached the chair.

"Show me how much you like it."

Sunny stopped and looked uncertain and I helped him out. "Let's see how much you like what you see." He hesitated and I sighed, "What did I tell you about being shy, Sunny? Can't have much fun with it in your jeans can you?"

Sunny unsnapped his jeans and I cleared my throat, "Shirt first, honey, tease me first."

He gave me that sweet shy smile that I hoped he would never lose even after this and quickly stripped his t-shirt off.

"Very nice." I murmured, taking in his well muscled form.

Sunny kicked his shoes off and pushed his jeans down. As he slid them off, my eyes lingered on the huge bulge between his legs and the growing wet spot where the head of his cock was.

"Leave those on." I told him, "I want to have a little something to take off you." I beckoned him with my finger, "Now come on over here."

Sunny came over and stood in front of me, his eyes locked onto my pussy. Still holding the thong to the side, I reached down and ran my fingers through my soft labia.

'Think about this, Sunny? You spend the last few days thinking about how you played with me, how hard you made me cum?"

"A lot." He whispered, still watching.

"Think about doing more than touching it? You think about fingering me and licking me?" I smiled, "You think about eating your teacher's pussy, baby?"

"Hell yeah." He grinned.

"And me returning the favor I'll bet."

"Just a little." His smile widened.

"Well, what did you learn last time?"

Get what you give." He nodded and began to sink to his knees between my legs.

"Hey!" I stopped him by putting my foot on his stomach. "I told you to take your time and go slow and pay attention to everything."

"Right." He frowned.

"Start with a kiss, honey. Always start with a kiss." I giggled, "Kiss these lips before you kiss the others."

Sunny put his hands on the arms of the chair and leaning forward kissed me. To my delight it was a good firm kiss and after only a moment of his lips sliding across mine, his tongue darted into my mouth. I moaned my approval and ran my hands up and down his chest and flat hard stomach as he continued to kiss me.

Grabbing his wrists I brought his hands to the top of my blouse and placed them there.

"Go ahead," I told him, breaking the kiss, "Undress me, Sunny, let your lips work their way down my body. Take your time, appreciate me, and tease me. Make it so by the time you get down there my pussy is nice and ready for you."

Sunny undid the top button of my blouse and I purred as his lips found the soft skin of my neck.

"Hmm, that's nice, honey." I encouraged him as he continued to unbutton my top while his lips worked along my neck.

I wasn't wearing a bra and as soon as Sunny opened my blouse his hands were on my breasts, fondling them and teasing my nipples with his fingers. I moaned and put my hand on the back of his head and not so subtly guided his mouth towards my chest.

Sunny impressed me by not going right to my tits, but spending some time kissing and licking the top of my chest. He sank to his knees between my legs and pressed his face between my breasts, kissing me there.

He then kissed the top of each of my tits then ran his tongue across my soft flesh just over my nipple.

"Hmm, you're teasing." I sighed, "I like it, and you're already on your way to earning reward, honey."

I put my hands on his shoulders, and rubbed his arms, enjoying the feeling of his muscles beneath his skin and the way my long red nails looked on him.

Sunny teased a slow wet circle around my right nipple, and then induced a moan from me when he sucked it into his mouth. He was playing with my other nipple and I whispered, "Put that hand lower, Sunny, get me nice and ready for that talented tongue of yours.

Sunny out his hand on my inner thigh and again his fingers were trembling. I pulled my thong to the side for him and encouraged him. "Go ahead and play with her, you've already met." I added with a giggle.

Sunny caused my hips to jerk when he slid his fingers through my lips and found my yearning clit. He worked his fingers up and down the length of my pussy, lingering on my clit long enough to rub it in circles before sliding back down. He was taking turns licking and sucking my nipples and I thought this was the life, this was even better than the pool!

 

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"Inside, honey, slip your fingers inside."

He hesitated and I lifted my hips so her fingers were at the entrance and pushed against him. He gasped as his fingers slipped inside me and I groaned at how good they felt. I hadn't had anything inside me other than a vibrator for the last few months.

"Deeper." I told him, "Don't be nervous, "Push them all the way in."

Sunny did as he had been doing, exactly as he was told, and eased his fingers in. I moaned as my pussy stretched around them and egged him on, "In and out, Sunny, pump my pussy."

He moved his fingers slowly and I rocked my hips matching his rhythm and driving his fingers deeper. He was still sucking my nipples and selfishly wanting to enjoy as much sensation as I could. I delayed him going down on me.

"Put your thumb on my clit; rub it while you finger fuck me."

Sunny gasped and I laughed, "Like that? Real women talk dirty, Sunny. Girls your age might not at first, but you take good care of them and show them how good you are they'll do it for you. Honey, I'll make it so they do everything for you!"

Sunny rubbed his thumb in hard circles around my aching clit and worked my hips faster; goddamn he was doing a good job! I was pretty damned worked up and wanted him to make me come with his tongue, not his fingers again.

"Work your way down there, honey. Take your time, it's not a race." I laughed, "I'm a sure thing!"

Sunny trailed his tongue down my stomach as his other hand fondled my thigh while he played with me. I was breathing hard as I watched Sunny trace a teasing circle around my navel, playfully flicking my piercing around with his tongue.

He reached the edge of my skirt and I lifted my hips higher for him.

"Take the thong off, but leave the skirt." I told him, "You don't get me totally naked until Friday." I winked, "You'll get everything Friday providing you keep doing a good job today."

Sunny was sitting back on his knees and I moaned when he removed his fingers from my pussy in order to pull my thong off. I reached under my skirt and hooking the sides of the thong eased them over my hips and held them out to him.

With a grin, Sunny took them and pulled the thong down my legs.

"Slowly." I told him, "Take your time, sweetie, make it sexy, see?"

I put my legs together and raised them straight up. Sunny eased the thong up my legs, standing as he worked it past my knees then over my ankles. When he slipped it from my feet he pressed it to his face and inhaled deeply.

"Why settle for that?" I asked, "Real thing is right here, honey."

I let my legs fall open and lowering them draped them over the arms of the chair so I was sitting there with my legs spread wide open, my pussy totally exposed to him.

"Look at that." He said softly and dropped to his knees so quickly he grunted in pain.

His pain seemed quickly forgotten as he placed his hands on my thighs and leaning over placed a kiss on my small patch of hair. I heard him breathe then sigh as he took in the scent of my pussy.

"There you go, baby, now give me a kiss, you know the spot." I reached down and spread my pussy open with one hand, tapped my clit, "Right here, honey."

Sunny placed his lips against my clit as I asked and kissed it. He then flicked his tongue across it causing me to gasp. That sound turned into a low moan as he swirled his tongue gently around it.

"There you go, just like my nipple, nice and slow."

I leaned back in the chair and purred as he alternately sucked and licked my clit. I felt incredibly sexy sitting here with my legs spread and my tits out, but still wearing the shirt and my skirt shoved over my hips.

Sunny had his eyes closed and there was a look of bliss on his face as his tongue worked my throbbing button.

"Open your eyes, honey, let me see those pretty blue eyes looking up at me." I winked, "You want to see me looking up at you right?"

He stared at me and moved his tongue even slower, showing off for me and causing my hips to move into his teasing licks.

"That's the spot, but feel free to explore."

Sunny worked his way down through my wet lips, his tongue flicking side to side and I had to admit he was doing just fine for himself. God bless porn, I thought.

"Oh yes!" I cried out when he surprised me by plunging his tongue deep inside my sopping slit.

He moaned and I cried out again when I felt him place his lips to my hole and suck. I felt my juices squirt into his mouth and his eyes rolled back as he tasted them. He pushed his tongue in and out and removing my hand from my pussy I placed it on his head, running my fingers through his thick hair.

"Bad boy, tongue fucking me!" I moaned as he moved his rigid tongue faster within me. "Maybe Friday I'll let you put that tongue in my other hole. Nothing like a good rim job."

Sunny's eyes widened and I laughed, "You think about tonguing my ass? I'll let you next time, but don't count on girls your age being too into it."

"If I'm good to them they'll let me." He said as he eased his tongue from inside me.

"Good attitude." I told him, "But honey right now you're between my legs and talking isn't what you should be doing, now is it?"

"No ma'am!" He laughed then plunged his tongue back inside me.

He again surprised me by placing his thumb on my clit as he tongue fucked me and I knew at that moment, Sunny would be just fine when it came time to be with a girl his age, he was already better than a few men my age I'd been with unfortunately.

Sunny probed my pussy with his tongue as he teased my clit and as good as it felt I needed more than his tongue in there right now.

"Shove your fingers back inside and suck that clit, baby." I moaned, "I know I said take your time, but you're doing such a good job this girl needs to cum!"

Sunny slipped his tongue out and with a lot more confidence than before shoved his fingers inside me. I cried out as he took my clit into his mouth and sucked it in time with his thrusting fingers.

"Oh," I moaned, "You've been watching some videos haven't you?"

Sunny looked up at me and grinned, "I read a how to lick pussy article on a porn site."

"Homework is good." I nodded as he returned to my clit.

Sunny's shyness was long gone at this point and he was sucking my clit with lip smacking gusto. I played with my nipples and moaned loudly as he switched from sucking to swirling his tongue around my clit.

His long thick fingers were filling my pussy and I was already thinking of Friday when it would be his much larger cock in my tight little box. Damn I couldn't wait to get fucked!

But right now his fingers and tongue were doing a hell of a job and I worked my hips in tight circles, grinding my pussy in his face. Sunny looked up and saw me playing with my tits, reached up with his free hand to take over on my left breast.

 

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"That's okay, honey." I told him, already knowing I had a plan for that free hand. "It's the right move, but I want to put on a nice show for you. How do I look while playing with them?"

"Damn hot," He whispered into my hot flesh, "Everything about you is so fucking hot."

"You too, honey. I can't wait to suck that big cock! And I will as soon as I come!"

Sunny went back to sucking my clit so quickly I would have laughed if I could have managed it past the moan his lips caused. He moved his fingers faster and my hips responded. My thighs were trembling and I arched my back, shoving my pussy into his face as my body responded to his efforts.

"Right there, honey, lick don't suck, just keep licking that clit." I whimpered and worked my hips as his rapidly moving tongue brought me right to the edge.

Smiling down at him, I said, "How about you take a finger and slip it into my ass?"

"What?" He stopped licking.

"You heard me, baby, slide a finger right down there and shove it into my tight little ass."

Sunny tentatively placed his finger at my ass, but didn't push.

"Don't be shy." I moaned, "I'm so close and I want to feel your finger in there." My hips jerked and I whimpered, "Please, Sunny, please make me come!"

Sunny resumed his licking and pushed his finger into my ass. I threw my head back and cried out as his finger entering my ass set me off like a rocket. My ass and pussy contracted around his fingers and I squealed as waves of pleasure crashed through my body.

Sunny gasped when I clamped my legs around his head, pinning him to my convulsing pussy as my hips bucked wildly. His tongue continued to move as well as his fingers and I squirmed and writhed on the chair as I came even harder for him than I had last week.

I could feel his fingers rubbing each other through the thin skin between my ass and pussy and worked my hips driving his fingers deeper into my holes, just like I was going to drive his cock into my other hole very shortly. I tugged on my nipples, squeezing and pinching then and keeping the orgasm flowing.

My back arched and my body seemed to pause, then with a loud cry my pussy convulsed and I felt a warm wave of fluid gush from my pussy. I heard Sunny cry out between my legs, but he kept that sweet tongue moving on my clit.

I released a loud sigh and slumping back into the chair gasped for breath. I let my legs slide down his shoulders and smiled down into his surprised, glistening face.

"I...came really hard!" I told him, "Sunny, you are a hell of a quick learner. You make one of those pretty little coeds come like that, she'll be putty in your hand!"

"You think?" He smiled as he wiped his hand across his glistening face, then licked his fingers.

"I know and what have I told you is the number one lesson?"

"You get what you give." His smile turned into an expectant one.

I forced myself to move and standing up stepped to the side and pointed to the chair.

"Have a seat, baby, one good turn deserves another, doesn't it?"

Sunny jumped to his feet and that big smile still on his face sat down in the recliner. I stepped between his legs and slipped the blouse off, tossing it to the side so I was now in just the skirt. Leaning over, I kissed him, shoving my tongue hard in his mouth and moaning as I tasted myself from his mouth.

I leaned over further and shook my tits in his face, letting him briefly tongue each of my nipples before I kissed the top of his chest. I trailed my tongue along his chest and he moaned when I sucked on his nipple while grabbing his cock.

I wanted nothing more than to drop to my knees, pull that cock out and devour it, but I was teaching patience and made myself lead by example. I pressed my tits against him and slowly eased down to my knees, my hard nipples sliding down his chest.

I kissed and licked his stomach, my tongue tracing the waistband of his boxers. I placed my hand on his huge bulge and with a smile then placed my mouth over. Sunny groaned as I slid my mouth along the length of his erection and I was moaning right along with him, as I teased the both of us, by working my mouth up and down his still covered cock.

I wrapped my lips around the tip, and grabbing the sides of his boxers tugged. Sunny lifted his hips and I pulled his boxers down. His rock hard cock sprang free and taking it in my hand I squeezed it causing his pre cum to squirt from the purple tip.

Leaning over I pressed my tongue into his oozing split and pulled my head back, taking a sticky trail with it.

"Damn." Sunny whispered.

I slurped my way back to his cock and after giving it a kiss, turned my head and rubbed his dripping tip across my cheek.

"How's your big dick look in my face, Sunny?"

"Incredible." He sighed, "I've dreamed of this."

"Me too." I turned my head and pressed his cock against my face.

My cheeks were now slick with his pre cum and lowering my head I pressed my tongue to the base of his shaft and slowly worked my way along his hard flesh. Sunny moaned and when I reached the tip, I ran my tongue around the sensitive underside of his swollen head before working my tongue back down to the base.

His cock was throbbing in my hand and no longer able to wait, I ran my tongue back up to the top, opened wide and took him deep into my mouth.

"Oh my God." He moaned as I opened wider and worked his cock further into my mouth.

Despite his size I was able to keep going until my lips were wrapped around the base of his shaft. I made a wet gagging sound exaggerated for his benefit and swirled my tongue back and forth. I had my eyes locked on him and the mixed look of surprise and lust on his face sent a thrill through me.

I shook my head back and forth causing him to groan, then slowly worked my way back to the tip of his cock. I released it and sticking my tongue out slapped his cock against.

"God, you're fucking hot." Sunny breathed.

I winked then taking him back into my mouth bobbed my head in a slow rhythm. Sunny moaned and dug his fingers into the arms of the chair as he watched his nasty tutor blow him. Still sucking, I took his wrists and brought his hands down between us. He fondled my tits and I sighed as I continued to suck him.

His pre cum was dripping down my throat and his cock pulsing against my tongue was driving me wild. Sunny was moaning and moving his hips and staring at me with that 'I can't believe this' look on his face.

I cupped his balls in my hand and stroked him with the other, my hand following my lips. His hips moved faster and his legs were shaking. Poor kid was already getting close. Wanting him to really enjoy it, I released his cock with a loud wet sucking sound and worked my tongue down his shaft once more.

This time I continued and he gasped when I sucked his balls into my mouth. Sunny's hands tightened on my breasts and taking his right, I put it in my hair.

"Go ahead and hold my hair on my head, honey, make sure you can see the show."

Sunny slid my hair from my face and wrapping his hand in it put it behind my head. I went back to sucking his balls one at a time then swirled my tongue around his sac, slowly jerking him as I bathed his balls with my soft wet tongue.

I ran my tongue back to the tip of his cock and, opening wide let a long trail of spit mixed with his precum ooze down his cock. I then noisily slurped it up before spitting on his cock then sucking him into my mouth and gurgling as I sucked it off of him.

"Fuck, that's...dirty." He moaned.

"I'm a dirty girl." I told him, flicking my tongue across his cock for emphasis, "Only a slut would fuck their student, isn't that right, honey?"

"You...you're not a slut." He said, looking serious. "I wouldn't say that."

"And you're a smart boy." I kissed his cock, "But see if a woman refers to herself as one, it means she likes dirty talk and you can call her that, but if they don't start talking like that, don't you do it."

I let another strand of spit drip down his cock and onto his balls.

"But me? I'm in a slutty mood. I like being on my knees sucking this nice hard young cock and being a little pig for you. Just like those teachers in your favorite movies."

"You're my favorite movie now." He grinned.

 

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"Well then watch the show honey." I winked then ducking my head proceeded to lick the sloppy spit from his balls.

I ran my tongue quickly back to the tip and opening wide took him all the way down to his balls. Sunny groaned as I shook my head vigorously then bobbed my head more rapidly than before. His hand tightened in my hair and his fingers stopped moving on my nipple. I didn't care, this was about him right now and I had to admit I wanted to impress him, show him how a real woman sucked cock.

I grabbed his idle hand and put it on my head with the other. I then stopped moving and remained still with his cock in my mouth. When Sunny simply stared down at me, I moved my head up and down then stopped again.

When he still looked confused I put my hands on his and pushed down. His blue eyes widened, then with an evil little grin he pushed my head down further on his cock. I moaned and he began guiding my head along his long thick cock.

I released him long enough to say, "Go ahead, fuck my mouth, you deserve it." Then taking him between my lips let him push my head down again.

Sunny moved his hips, slowly at first, but when I locked my eyes on his and moaned loudly he moved faster. I relaxed letting him push my mouth down into his thrusting hips and let him face fuck me. Face fuck; Katrina, you are a slut today.

Sunny pumped faster pushing himself deeper into my throat and I knelt there with my pussy dripping thinking that Friday he would be shoving this glorious cock deep inside my other lips. I looked at his broad shoulders and strong chest and envisioned him behind me fucking me as hard as his powerful form would allow, he was going so hard!

I moaned and took control back, bobbing my head faster and making gagging sounds as I took him down to his balls each time. I had my mouth open wide enough to let the drool continue to ooze down his cock then suck it back up. The sloppy wet sounds I was making were making me even hotter and I cursed not getting him off first so I could cum afterwards.

Sunny was moaning and his hips were moving uncontrollably. I cupped his balls again and felt them tighten in my hand. I resumed jerking him off as well, my hand following the slimy trail my mouth was leaving, the spit making my hand feel even better.

"Oh, Katrina." He moaned, "I...don't stop, don't stop...I...Oh God!"

Sunny cried out and I squealed as his cock twitched and a long thick jet of his hot cum sprayed the back of my throat. I wanted nothing more than to swallow it, but remembering what he said he wanted last lesson I pulled his cock from my mouth.

I opened wide and pushed his cum out with my tongue letting it drool down my chin and onto my tits. I pumped his cock and his second spurt landed in my mouth and I pushed it out for him. I jerked him off harder and turning my head back and forth let him spray my face.

I kept my eyes on him as I stroked him, watching the look of lust on his face as he painted his slutty teachers face. His cum splashed my cheeks and oozed down my face and neck. I pumped him even harder and when the next squirt was little more than a dribble I took the tip of his cock into my mouth and jerked him off into it.

"Oh....oh....oh!" He kept gasping as I sucked as hard as I could and swirled my tongue around his sensitive head.

He moaned and even when I could get no more I kept sucking, now taking him deep and letting his cock push his cum around in my mouth.

"S...stop!" He gasped, "Please."

I stopped sucking and opening wide showed him the puddle of cum on my tongue then closing it, swallowed and then showed him my empty mouth.

"Oh....I...wow." he groaned as he slumped back in the chair. "Katrina that was...just like the movies." He laughed.

"Better I hope." I smiled then cupping my tits, lifted them up and keeping eye contact proceeded to lick his cum from my tits, slurping up as much as I could.

I sat back on my knees and stared at his cock. He was still hard, God I wanted to hop on, but I'd decided how I wanted him to take me on Friday and it would be much more fun then.

 

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"All girls are different, honey." I told him, "Some like giving head more than others so never be pushy, okay?"

"Okay." He nodded staring down at me as I grabbed the towel I had next to the chair and wiped the cum from my neck and chest.

"But like I said the more you take care of them the more they will want to please you so just be patient."

"I...I will and...Oh!"

He jumped when I wrapped the towel around his cock and stroked him with it, cleaning it off for him.

"You're still so hard!" I marveled, "Honey if you can come and stay hard like this, your next lesson might be a nice long one!"

"So Friday we....." He trailed off. "You know."

"No 'you knows'." I reminded him as still on my knees I picked up my blouse and put it on. "Be a man."

"We're going to have sex?"

"You're going to fuck me, Sunny. You're going to fuck your nasty teacher nice and hard and in any position you want."

"Can we..."

"If." I cut him off as I button the shirt. "You show me you can take me."

"Take you?"

"Yes, Sunny. Friday is your final exam. I am not going to prod you or give you any hints. You are going to come to my house Friday night and..."

"Your place?"

"Yes Sunny, my place. Just like an adult, you are going to come to my house and you are going to show me what you learned and convince me to want you."

I stood up and after locating my thong hiked my skirt up and slipped it on as he watched, his eyes fixed hungrily on my haired pussy.

"I won't help you so if you get nervous and lose confidence you might not get anything. You're going to be a man taking his woman, I don't mean rough, but I mean you are taking the lead. I'm just there to be persuaded."

"Okay." He looked nervous.

"You do a good job, I'm all yours. Upset me and...well today is as far as you get."

"No pressure." He gave a small laugh.

"Honey if you get nervous, just think of how hard you made me come tonight and how much I liked sucking that nice cock. If you weren't doing a good job, would you have gotten that reward?"

"No." He said more confidently.

"So, Friday at Seven, I'll text you my address."

"Should I...bring anything?"

"No hints, Sunny."

"Okay,"

"But I have one question for you, what's your favorite color for a woman?"

"Black."

"Black it is honey," I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss, "Oh and one other thing."

'What's that?"

"Don't be tardy, Sunny, you never keep a woman waiting, especially your teacher."

To be continued...