So it came as a bit of a surprise when, as we left for a turn, she asked, `` Is it OK if I have a supporter over after Emily goes to sleep. ... To, uh, work on homework together ? ``

I looked over at Peter. `` Male or distaff, '' I asked.

'' Well, it 's my fellow, Saint George. ``

dick and I looked back and forth at each other. `` You 're not going to get significant, here, are you ? '' I asked, surprising myself how quickly I got to what was bubbling below the surface in my mind.

'' Oh no, Mrs Connor, no. We 're not having sex, '' she replied quickly, as if I would sustain been surprised or judgmental if they were. I just was n't sure about it happening in our animation room.

Peter looked at me and shrugged.

I shrugged back. At least it was safety here.

'' I suppose, '' I finally relented with Peter 's consent.

It was a few minute of arc into our usual going didactics, that another intellection came to my thinker. `` Uh, Kara, tone. No alcohol, no drugs. We can go to put away if we give you alcohol, or your mother smells it on your breath, and we could lose our house if we have drugs here, '' I warned. Not that there had n't been drugs here, at least marijuana, before Peter 's employer stared testing.

'' Oh no, Mrs. Connor, never. ``

I was n't sure how confident I should be, but the die was cast. I gave the Saame warning to George I, the offset time I saw him.

A pair weeks later, Kara was going to sit while I went to a meeting. Peter was out of town. `` So how is it going with Saint George ? '' I asked. `` Are you two making out here ... when you 're not doing your homework ? '' I added with a wink.

She turned red with embarrassment, but eventually came clean. `` Uh, well, yes. ``

Not surprised, I followed up with, `` So how far is it going ? ``

'' I let him play with my tit, '' she confessed.

'' And ? ``

'' Oh Mrs. Connor, he puts his hand in my panties. ``

'' And ? ``

'' Oh God. He lets me rub his, you know, affair. ``

'' And what happens when you do that ? '' as if I needed to ask.

Long pause.

Looking down at her toes, `` It squirts, in his undershirt, '' she mumbled barely audible.

I realized I was giving her the 5th degree. `` I 'm sorry, Kara, for asking so many questions. I was a teenager too, once, '' remembering what happened at a much other age to me, and being shipped off to Europe for an abortion. `` It 's just I want you to be good. ``

Then, after a farseeing break, I opened a drawer under the TV. `` Look here, '' I pointed to a box of Trojans, `` I know you 're not having sexual congress yet, ... but if it ever comes to that, I want you to recognise these are here. I had to feature an abortion when I was your age, and I still lie arouse wondering about who I killed. '' I had told Simon Peter I 'd purchase the safety, so he would n't distrust anything, but not the abortion.

'' Oh Mrs. Connor, I 'm so gloomy. ``

Every time we had Kara babysit and she had George I over, I checked the box afterward. It remained unopened, though that did n't try out anything. And sometimes, when Peter drove her home, how do I say this, it seemed like it took a bit too long for him to get back.

'' She sure has a lot of questions, '' I reported to him, edging into the concern I had.

'' Yeah, she was asking what it is like for a man, and like when was my first gear time, and all that, '' he laughed.

Mollified, with a few incertitude lingering in the background, I added, `` She told me George is finger fucking her, hehe. She likes it a lot, hehe. '' Peter grabbed me and started tearing off my apparel. fingerbreadth roll in the hay was just the showtime of our frolicking. `` What did you tell her, '' I asked as he came up from between my legs and his prick found its way into my vagina.

'' I told her it 's wonderful, '' as his driving force grew stronger.

So one night, Peter was away. I had some sort of event, I ca n't even out commend what, but it was cancelled at the last hour. I called Kara and told her. I was still front feeding my Emily and let her suckle for a in force half hour. I 'm not trusted who liked that more, me or her. I 'm one of those prosperous women that gets a fiddling orgasm from that. I had just changed her diaper and put her to log Z's when the buzzer rang. I was surprised it was George.

'' George II ! ``

'' Oh ! Mrs. Connor ! Is, uh, Kara here ? ``

'' No, I had to cancel. Did n't she name you ? ``

He pulled out his headphone. There was a missed call and a voice mail. `` Oh. Something went incorrectly. I did n't learn it ! ``

'' Well, come on in anyway, '' I suggested, `` Would you like a C or something ? '' I did need to lecture to him in any case.

'' Uh, sure, Mrs. Connor, that would be nice. ``

I went to the kitchen and brought him a blow and a glass of wine-coloured for me. `` Sorry I ca n't give this to you, George V. ``

'' Thank you. That 's OK. ''

We sat on the lounge sipping our swallow. `` Can I ask you something, George IV ? ``

'' OK ? ``

'' How 's it going with Kara ? ``

'' What do you have in mind ? ``

'' Well, have you two, you know, had sex ? Intercourse ? ``

'' No, '' a foresighted interruption, `` Mrs. Connor, it 's just, well, you know, we just use our deal and poppycock. ``

'' She jerks you off ? '' Of course I knew.

'' Yeah. ``

'' And you finger her pussy ? ``

'' Yeah. ``

'' But you two have n't had intercourse ? ``

'' No. She says she 's not ready. ``

'' Well. Are n't you the gentleman for respecting that, '' I offered, `` but you must experience had sex with individual ? ``

'' No. Nobody.

'' But you want to, right ? ``

'' Oh yes, I ca n't wait, Mrs. Connor. ``

A naughty thought was building in my head. I asked him a few more questions. `` Is Kara the exclusively daughter you have, you know, played with like that ? ``

'' Yeah, and I 've never really had sex either. ``

I looked him straight in the eyes. `` We could do something about that, '' I said.

'' What do you signify ? ``

'' How old are you ? '' I managed to ask, despite my whim to plunk in.

He told me. Old enough.

I put my bridge player on his leg. `` We could do something about that tonight, '' as my paw slid up his leg. `` I can see this talk about sex is getting you excited. ``

He looked down at the protrusion in his pants, embarrassed, as he made an accommodation. `` Are you going to tell her to let me ? ``

'' Not her. '' My hand slid right over that bulge.

'' Mrs. Connor ! ``

As it turned out, I was wearing a simple navy cotton plant dress that barely made it to the top of my stifle and wide strap over my berm. `` Does Kara let you see her titty ? '' I asked as I started rubbing his cock.

'' Uh, yes, Mrs. Connor. ``

'' Would you wish to see mine ? ``

He did n't answer.

'' Just pull my dress off my shoulder joint. '' I had n't put a bra on since i was n't going anywhere tonight.

'' Mre. Connor ... '' and he did just that, staring at my pap like they were the virgin Mary herself. `` They 're big. '' I have to admit, Kara was a lot closer to flat than my 34Ds.

'' You can play with them just like you play with Kara 's. '' And I sighed as he squeezed and rubbed them.

'' Does she let you see when you finger her puss ? '' I rubbed his bulge some more.

'' No. I 've never seen her purulent, ... well except I saw some of her haircloth there once, '' he added.

'' Well, you can see mine all you want, but first show me what she lets you do. '' Saint George pulled up the hem of my dress and slid his manus into the girdle of my step-in. Tentatively, his fingers slid closelipped to my pussy.

'' Go on, '' I urged and he reached my pussy lips. `` Oh, yes. Go on, '' and he pushed his finger into my wetness and started rubbing. He seemed to sense where my clit was. My breathing quickened.

'' You do n't have got any hair's-breadth there, '' he had discovered.

I could n't aid giggling. `` No. ... But go on. Go on, '' I begged. George III 's fingerbreadth finally found my opening and he pushed one in. `` Yes. Yes. Put two in. I 'm not a Virgo you know, '' as the electricity made my animal foot and everything else tingle.

'' You can bet, you know, '' and we both saw where his hand disappeared into the girdle of my panty and his knuckle duster bulged out the crotch.

'' Pull them down. Off. '' He managed to embroil my panty off with one handwriting and laid them on the sofa next to him.

George stared at my pussy like it was a forest fire.

'' Do n't block up. '' He watched his fingers go in and out of my vagina. I tried unsuccessfully to afford his belt.

'' It 's just like, ... '' and he stopped speaking.

It dawned on me. `` Emily 's ? Have you been changing her diaper ? ``

He looked down at his toes again. `` No. Kara just lets me look out. ``

'' Well are n't you learning how to be a father, '' I muttered after I recovered my composure.

I laid back and opened my pegleg so he could watch his digit go in and out. Eventually I tugged his digit away and pulled apart my purulent sassing. `` There, now you can see where everything is in a grown woman. ``

'' Oh God ! '' he exclaimed. I 'm not sure God was approving at the moment, but after a minute or two of show and William Tell, I resumed rubbing his knickers and made another go at his rap, and then his zip fastener, exposing the ridgepole in his his jockeys.

'' You 're going to have to unzip my attire if you are going to hire it off. And while you are at it, you have a lot of clothes on yourself. '' I felt the slide fastener go down and pulled the dress off myself. I had come to the door barefoot, so at this point I was totally naked. Naked in front of this mellow school Junior. `` Your initiative bare girl ? ''

He nodded. `` Y.. Y ... Yes, Mrs. Connor. '' As he took off his shirt and his undershirt, I stood in front of him and, let us say, pose my assets, rubbing each of import station and my lips seductively.

'' You 're going to induce to take off more than than that. '' George pushed his skid off without unlacing them and eased his trouser down.

I could n't wait and tugged his jockey 's down. His turncock sprang out, a very nice long, hard circumcised shaft I might add. I bent forward and wrapped my hand around it and tugged. He took a huge breathing spell and then another. `` She, ... '' another breath, `` never looks ... at it. '' I rubbed harder.

'' Let 's go into the bedroom, '' I said, and he followed my naked ass down the hall. I pulled the covers off and laid on my back on the flat solid.

'' Get between my leg, '' which were wide-eyed open again. And when he did, `` Kiss my mamilla, '' and he leaned over and started kissing them. His lance banged against my leg. `` Kiss depleted. Kiss my tum, '' and he did.

You know where this was headed, but I was n't for sure I could ask him directly to commence licking me. `` Do you want to kiss my pussy ? miss like to be kissed there. '' All I got was not much More than a kiss on his old auntie 's cheek. `` Do you like my aroma ? It 's the aroma of love. kiss it more. ''

'' I smell Kara 's pussy on my digit all night long after ... you know ... we do satiate, '' and he kissed there again.

'' lick me. In-between. Lick me. Girls really like that. '' I was n't over-playing the cramp that wracked my body when he did. A sudden groan seemed to storm him. `` Put your tongue in where your fingers were, '' and I convulsed until my orgasm was about to peak.

'' Ok, ... Ok, ... You better stop, '' and he did with a mystified expression on his face. `` look at my pussy. You know where your penis goes, do n't you. ``

'' Mrs Connor, wo n't Mr. Connor ... ''

'' shtup me, George IV. Put it in. shag me, '' and he did. All the way. `` In and out. In and out, '' I begged, and he started stroking my love hole, but he was too activated to make it last.

'' Oh no, oh no, '' he moaned.

'' Do n't stop, '' and I felt my vagina filling with his come. `` Do n't stop. ``

And when it was over and we were both catching our breath, he asked, `` Wo n't Mr. Connor be mad ? ``

'' We wo n't tell him will we. We wo n't tell anybody. Not even Kara, OK ? ``

'' OK. Sure. But wo n't you get pregnant ? ``

'' You ca n't get me meaning. ``

'' Why not ? Are you taking the oral contraceptive pill ? ``

'' Well, no, '' and now the big reveal. `` It 's just I 'm already meaning. '' I was three months along. The changes in my eubstance were not something a teenage boy would recognize, until I pointed out my slightly showing belly. And anticipating his next enquiry, `` and it does n't injure the baby to throw sex. ``

We pulled the masking up and chatted for a while longer. `` You liked that I hope. Your initiatory time. I hope it was exceptional. ``

'' Oh yes, Mrs. Connor. ``

'' Rub my cunt some more, '' and as he did, I took his cock in my hand. It soon swelled up to its full size as I rubbed it again. `` Remember when you licked my kitty ? ``

'' Yes. Yes. ``

'' Well I have a treat for you, '' and I slid down under the covert and started licking George IV 's cock.

Deep hint. Faster breaths. And then I wrapped my backtalk around it and started sucking and bobbing down and up over it. `` Oh Mrs. Connor ! '' More of the same. `` Oh Mrs. Connor ! ! '' Sir Thomas More and more. Then, `` Oh no, oh no, '' I did n't stop. And soon squirt of his cum guessing into my throat.

I climbed up next to him in the bed and let him see his cargo in my mouth before I swallowed. `` Your first blow job, hehe. Did you like it ? ``

'' Oh my god, Mrs. Connor. '' We kissed deeply.

'' flavour at my pussy, '' I chuckled and pulled the covers off. I made sure a ball of his cum oozed out. `` See, you 've left your cum everywhere, '' I giggled.

'' Awesome, '' he exclaimed.

'' Now you can tell Kara you heard that lady friend like to have their pussycat licked. And if she 'll let you see hers, you 'll lick it. ``

'' Wow ! Really ? ``

'' Her pubic hair wo n't trouble oneself you, '' I added. `` After a few clock time, ask her if she would do something for you, put your cock in her mouthpiece. ``

'' Awesome ! ``

'' Just do n't cum in her backtalk, OK. Not the first time or two at to the lowest degree. ``

I needed to relieve myself, `` I have to pee. Be right wing back. '' I headed to the bathroom.

As I was closing the door, George came charging up. `` Can I see ? ''

Well George was having his firsts that night, but that was a lifetime first for me, having a guy picket that. But what the hell, why not ? Since I was already defenseless, I stood in the shower bath stand with my pegleg apart, leaned against the paries and let go.

'' Awesome, '' he reacted as my current sprayed out and even ran down my leg..

'' Did you like what you saw ? ``

'' Oh yes. ``

I rinsed off my kitty-cat and leg with the shower hose and turned to him. `` So do you think you could love me just one Sir Thomas More time before you have to go ? '' HIs cock was almost ready from what he had just seen, but I rubbed and sucked it some more to make sure. I leaned back against the wall again, rolling my sex forward so he had admission. He stepped into the cascade and had no bother entering me. Our thrusts against each former were powerful and I could find myself getting ready to cum.

But it was taking him longer this time and it was awkward there. I stepped out and leaned over the sink. `` You can lick me again, even if your cum is there, '' He knelt behind me and licked away until my orgasm was in fully moaning bloom. He seemed to recognize when it was meter. He stood and plunged that adorable rooster deep inside of me once again. Thrust after wonderful thrust in all the right plaza inside. And a slightly diminished consignment of his juices followed.

We both got dressed and kissed goodbye as he left. `` Thank you, Mrs. Connor, '' he said as I closed the door behind him. I stood there shaking. Did I really do that ? My god !

A few weeks later, when I came home after a group meeting, Kara told me she had let St. George work her puss and she really liked it. She even let him take all her wearing apparel off. He got undressed too. She really liked being naked with him, right here in my living room.

A couple weeks after that, she told me she had let St. George put his cock in her mouth that night. `` He came on my neck and the sofa, '' she said, pointing. I helped her do a better job of wiping up the spot on the seat. `` Do you let Mr. Conner cum in your mouth ? '' I nodded. Not just dick, I thought.

Kara was n't ready to let George have it away her, she said, but she knew where the condoms were just in case.

I had managed to get together with George a couple more times during one of Peter 's more frequent trips abroad and Kara 's family vacation. He did n't seem to mind that my belly was even more distended as he fucked me over and over. And I wondered whether some Spanish people woman was being treated to the Lapplander thing .