Curt Aldrich - Politician_s Teacher

Her hand came up underneath his smooth testicles to cup them tenderly. She began to lick his rod. First she licked to the base of it, and ran her tongue through what hair he had. She breathed in the light scent of his perspiration. It was funny how the sweat of children did not smell as strong as that of adults.

Bea worked her tongue around the trunk of her son's sex-tree and gently swabbed his testicles, making them damp. She caught one in her mouth and sucked on it.

"Oooh, Mama!" he cried.

Wiggling around to kneel directly in front of him, her bulbous breasts shaking, she fluttered her tongue up the underside of his stalk until she reached the groove next to his corona. She licked that, picking up a tastier tang-and she made him jump.

Now she was ready, she realized. She was ready to really do it! She backed up a bit, then bent forward, getting her face directly over the top of his cock. Her tongue came out.

First she licked the tip of his quivering pecker, taking up some clear moisture that he was oozing out. Then she snaked her moistly abrasive tongue all around his knob, widened her lips, and with a greedy groan encompassed his glans in her cock loving mouth. She shut her eyes and sucked blissfully.

It seemed that a gallon of sex-honey, gushed from her pussy onto the crotch of her underpants, and she felt tingly-hot all over as she bobbed her brunette head up and down, up and down, taking her son's cock deep into her mouth and into the clasping tightness of her throat. Scotty quivered and writhed. His mother could suck cock even better than Miss Jones, he found to his happy surprise. He loved it!

His mother's red lips rimmed the base of his dong, then glided up to its crest before coasting to its base once more, her nose in his sparse pubic hair. His balls trembled and churned. As Bea hungrily pumped her mouth on his sex-wand, he realized that he would not be able to hold off. He didn't even try, but just let his jism spurt. From his mother's happy gurgle, he knew she liked it when his sperm splattered over her tonsils and down her gulping throat.

She sucked him until his balls were empty and his cock was clean, and then she raised her head, panting. She licked her lips and smiled.

"Ooooh, so gooood!" she purred, and rose to her feet.

Scotty felt a trifle foolish because he had finished so quickly, but his mother didn't seem to mind. She stripped her half-lowered dress the rest of the way down and stepped out of it, smiling. Her large tits bobbled. Her pale thighs were luscious between the tops of her snugly gartered, dark nylons and the lacy fringe of her black satin pants.

"Let's get on the bed, dear," she told Scotty, and tremblingly "took his hand.

Neither of them were troubled by guilt. They were too much involved in what they were doing, and it seemed too right.

Scotty's only concern was that he had lost his ardor. He hoped it wouldn't take too long to get it back.

He needn't have worried. Sea knew all the tricks, and she wanted to try them with him.

She asked him to lie on his stomach, and she paused only long enough to get rid of her panties. They were very wet at the center! Then she knelt astride her son's hairless legs and bent to his trim, boyish butt.

Her tongue slathered soothing saliva all over both his rear cheeks, then impudently worked its way between his buttocks. She adoringly licked his small, tight anus.

As his asscheeks vibrated excitedly against his mother's face, he felt his cock grow against the bed. When she guided him onto his back, she found that she had made good progress in getting him back into work-manlike condition. But he wasn't quite there yet.

Wearing nothing but her black stockings and garters now, she mounted him at the middle and moved forward. Her hands glided down across her lacy garter belt, over the warm curve of her belly, and her fingers threaded through the thick dark fur that Lincd the edges of her twat.

While her son watched breathlessly, she caught the edges of her outer labia and spread the moist petals wide apart, totally revealing her even moister, wiggly inner lips which had hung out some time before. They were much more prominent and darker than the ones Melanie had. All that meat startled the lad. Still, he knew what to do with it. And he wanted to do it! He had acquired a taste for cunt-kissing with his teacher.

Bea crawled closer, watching her son's eyes as she continued to hold her pussy open, letting him see the beads of honey dribbling along her luridly colored flesh. He caught the scent of her arousal, as well. Far from turning him off, that spurred him.

He grasped his mother's asscheeks to pull her closer yet, and he raised his head from the pillow. His open mouth smacked the meat which he had been looking at and sniffing, and Bea thrilled as his tongue went to work on her right away.

God bless Melanie Jones! she thought. What a teacher!

Scotty's tongue plowed her love-plot of supple, fish-tasting flesh, getting between all the folds, seeking out her clit and stroking it, even licking right up into her hole. She whooped with joy and bumped her wet, hot snatch against his face. She gripped him around the back of his tousled head to hold him firmly in place as she ground her damp, throbbing pussy against his mouth. He tongue-fucked her spasming channel.

"Oooh, Scotty!" she cried. "God! Tell me your cock's hard! Tell me it's sticking straight up! I need it RIGHT NOW!"

"My cock's hard, Mom!" he proudly announced as he ripped his mouth free of her crotch. "Sit on it!"

She scrambled backward and onto her young son's pillar. Immediately she bounced up and down, slapping her buttocks against Scotty's thighs, sticking herself delightfully with his stuck-up, quivering dong. He thrilled her! Being with him like this was a revelation. Mother's love had taken on a new meaning.

She wiggled her hot cunt around her son's bristling stalk, stroked up and down several times, then wiggled some more. Grinding against his nuts, she leaned forward and flopped her tits in his face.

Scotty grabbed one bobbly globe and pulled it to his lips, stretching it oblong. He licked, then heatedly sucked his mother's pleasure-giving nipple.

She kept bouncing and squirming on her son's cock. She was so hot, she could hardly stand it. Each stroke of her cock-clasping pussy, each voluptuous, wet twist, added to the youth's excitement, and he began jabbing upward, meeting his mother's pussy-onslaught. He quit playing with her titties and let her flop them freely against his face as he reached around behind her to grip the cheeks of her ass.

He squeezed and wiggled the rubbery rondures.

She cried, "Goose me! Give it to me up the asshole!"

Thrilled, Scotty found the opening between his mother's buttocks, and he sent his middle finger up her shit-chute with a wicked twist. She squealed and bounced all the harder, fucking herself on his cock and finger at the same time!

Her tits bobbed riotously. She tossed her head and moaned.

When she came, her son came with her, spurting vigorously upward into her writhing, rippling pussy.

After she had once more drained him, she leaned forward and plastered wet kisses all over his face and neck and chest. Then she backed up, releasing his softened penis from her slot, and she bent to lick all the sperm and cunt-juice off his cock, her tongue making him squeaky-clean.

Scotty had found a new playmate, and Bea had found a new and most-thrilling diversion. She would complain no longer about being forced to stay at home.

Months later, after Linc was elected governor and began serving his term, it was no longer necessary to employ a private teacher to instruct his son. Scotty re-entered the academy which he had attended before the campaign began.