Curt Aldrich - Politician_s Teacher

The women, shiny clean, rose from the bathtub together and dried each other off before scampering back to Melanie's room. They rolled onto the bed together. The young blonde had never felt so loose and willing to experiment with something new… even something forbidden.

Laughing, Bea rolled atop her, and the brunette's boobs hung down, swaying. Melanie eyed them, wondering if she wanted to find out what it would be like to suck another woman's nipple. But she was not given the opportunity right then, for Bea settled down against her and wiggled lower until Bea's face was against Melanie's firm-spongy breasts and the brunette's asplike tongue was striking at a nipple.

"Ooooooooo!" 'Melanie cooed.

Bea licked her standing pink tip, bending it to and fro, sending tickly, warm sensations spreading through her. Then Bea sucked the nipple into her mouth, and Melanie thrilled intensely. It was the first time her breasts had ever been treated in this way.

Bea made thorough love to both quivery mounds until they throbbed and Melanie's very stiff nipples tingled hotly. Then the other woman's loving mouth meandered southward, her tongue darting into Melanie's belly button. Melanie knew where she was going. It was where Phil, the nasty chauffeur, had gone. She wondered whether it would feel different when a woman kissed her down there.

She soon found out, as Bea gripped her legs and licked them, spreading them wide apart. Bea plunged. Melanie caught her breath from the audacity of the other woman's onslaught as Bea's tongue immediately pried open the portal of her moist cunt. Bea licked up and down the slippery flesh-furrow, lapping across Melanie's clit. The tiny fang of flesh stiffened and throbbed. Melanie squirmed. She moaned.

Bea's hands, which gripped the girl's upraised legs, rocked her to and fro as Bea mouth-mauled her sweet sexual flesh, licking in and out of her love pot, scarcely leaving her ditty alone for a moment. Melanie felt her juices spurting. Hot blood sped through her veins. She wanted to reach the kind of climax she had experienced with Phil.

Suddenly Bea flopped her over, and her rounded asscheeks trembled. The brunette lovingly licked her rear, breathing into the crack between her buttocks. She spread those buttocks salaciously apart, and her tongue entered between them.

"Oooh, Godddd!" Melanie cried stutteringly and bunched the bedclothes in both hands as Bea's wicked tongue circled wetly on the star of her anus.

Melanie tried to relax, but her sphincter muscle automatically tightened. Nevertheless, the pressure of Bea's insistent tongue broke through, and Melanie felt the shameful thrill of having her asshole penetrated by the slippery, meaty-thick invader. Melanie palpitated and moaned as Bea licked slitheringly in and out of her tight, sweet tasting ass. Melanie's buttocks bobbed, shaking against Bea's cheeks.

Just when the younger woman felt she was about to come, without her pussy even being included in the action, Bea raised her head and left the aroused girl hanging.

"NOOOOO!!" Melanie bawled, and quickly rolled onto her back, hoping for further oral ministrations to her hot and throbbing cunt.

She got her wish, but in a way she hadn't expected: Bea mounted her the wrong way around, her head toward Melanie's feet and her crotch tented above the girl's shocked face.

Bea immediately dived between Melanie's legs and resumed licking her pussy. The latter just stared up at the older woman's meaty, hair fringed twat.

She just stared for a while, that is. Then, as Bea's devilish tongue circled and stroked, stretching the pink folds of Melanie's virginal cunt and fluttering repeatedly across the tip of her clit, the younger woman couldn't resist clutching Bea by the hips and hauling her down so that her moist, meaty vulva slammed against Melanie's mouth. Oh, God, I'm KISSING it! Melanie thought, amazed with herself… and tremendously excited also, as she tongued and lipped the other woman's fleshy vulva.

It was an amateurish treatment which Melanie gave in return for Bea's ardent and expert ministrations to her flaming young fuckhole. But it obviously was appreciated, for Bea's licking became even more passionate until Melanie's hot little pussy bobbed up and down. Bea smeared her own cunt against Melanie's mouth as the girl tongue-stabbed her clit and tasted Bea's juices dribbling down her throat.

It wasn't bad. None of it was bad. In fact, Melanie was wildly excited! She clutched Bea's ass, as Bea clutched hers, and they gave to each other unabashed mouth love while they both climaxed, wet pussies palpitating against sucking lips and licking tongues.

There was no way that either of them could have been aware of the young mascuLinc figure which stood in the doorway of the bathroom, staring at his mother and his teacher, locked in lesbian embrace upon the bed, while he stroked his boyish hard-on in his fist. Scotty's mouth lolled open, and his eyes hotly stared at his mom's upraised ass, which Melanie was kissing… and at Melanie's spread thighs, with his mother's head between them.

The boy stroked his flesh-gun faster and faster, until finally it spurted. He shut his eyes and grimaced pleasurably as his adolescent sperm arced into the air and splatted silently onto the carpet. Then he turned and went back to his own room through the john, as he had come. In their excitement earlier, neither woman had thought to lock the connecting door.

Melanie hardly knew what to think when she awoke the next morning. Should she be grateful for having been saved from a rape by Linc, thereby keeping her virginity intact? Or should she be-moan the fact that she had been led into a lesbian affair which, even more disturbingly, she had enjoyed?

Better to forget the whole thing, she decided, and try to get off to a fresh start with the Townsend's.

Linc was busy with campaign matters, and Bea was packing for their first electioneering trip, when Melanie got together with Scotty for' his morning lessons.

The youth seemed to take no interest in the material at all. Each time Melanie glanced up from her book, she caught him staring at her.

Finally she had to ask, "What is it? You've been day-dreaming ever since we started."

"I'm sorry," the boy murmured, and blushed.

"You know, Scotty, I think you need a girl!"

"Do I?"

"Yes, Melanie said. "And if you knew a nice girl that you could spend some time with this morning, I would excuse you from your lessons. You don't seem to be learning much anyway."

"I do know a girl I like," Scotty said, "but I guess she doesn't care anything about me."

"How do you know? Have you asked her?"

"I'd be afraid to," the lad replied. "She's a lot older than I am."

"Oh. Well, that could be dangerous-getting mixed up with an older woman, I mean."

"It wouldn't be dangerous if she knew how to treat a young person, I guess. If she was somebody like a… teacher."

Melanie blinked. A little throbbing started, deep inside her.

"You don't mean… " Her voice faltered.

"Yes," Scotty said. "I mean you!"

He blushed furiously and got up, rushing from the room. Melanie just sat and stared after him.

In a moment, the door opened, and Bea appeared.

"What got into Scotty? I happened to be walking along the hall when he ran out of here like a pup with a scalded tail."

"Oh." Melanie looked away, and her own cheeks took on a rosy hue. "He, uh, had the notion somehow that he likes me. I mean, in a sexual way. He'll get over it, I guess."

"You're remarkable, do you know that?" Bea said warmly as she moved up next to Melanie's chair. "You walked into this house, and everyone fell for you. I've been thinking a lot about last night. It was wonderful!"

Bea tried to slip an arm around the younger woman, but Melanie leaped to her feet and away.