Tom James: Naughty schoolgirl

"Well, then," Linda smiled at all of them. "Let's give Miss Helen Wright a night to remember!"

Steve laughed. "We can really do a number on her. Jenny can suck one tit, you can suck the other one, Mom. I'll shove my cock in her ass and Clint can fuck her cunt!"

They all laughed, feeling much better about the entire thing.

Shortly after six the doorbell rang and Jenny, wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with nothing under it, answered the door.

"Hello, Miss Wright." Jenny stood back and let Helen, still dressed in her skirt and blouse, come in. Helen smiled briefly at Jenny and then shook hands with Linda, who was wearing a skirt and blouse with nothing under it.

"I'm sorry we're meeting under such conditions, Mrs. Armstrong. I assume Jenny told you what happened at school today."

Linda nodded. "Both in the classroom and in your office, Miss Wright. I already knew about what was going on between Clint and Jenny, but I didn't know about you."

Helen blushed furiously. She'd been a fool! And now her own job was gone, along with Clint's. And all because of a super-sexed little teen-ager!

"Well, if Jenny's told you everything, I guess there's nothing more I can say." Helen smiled bleakly.

Linda shook her head. "On the contrary, we have a great deal to talk about. I'm sure you'd like to stay for dinner." The tone of her voice left no doubt that the invitation was an order, and Helen accepted as gracefully as she could.

"Excellent! In that case we can stop being artificially polite and be nice to one another. To begin with, can I get you a highball?"

"I'd like that very much, thank you, Linda." Helen smiled. Linda smiled back.

Jenny dashed ahead of her mother to the kitchen where Clint and Steve were sitting quietly.

"Okay, make your entrance," she whispered.

Clint grinned and got up. He walked down the hall and stopped at the entrance to the living room.

"Good evening, Clint. I-I understand what I interrupted this morning was not the first time." Helen was clearly confused and didn't know what say.

Clint sat down on the couch next to her and put his arm across the back, his fingers beating a soft rhythm.

Linda came back in with the highball and handed it to Helen. She sat down in the chair opposite the sofa and smiled.

Clint got up and excused himself. Linda moved over and sat down on the couch beside Helen.

"You seem a bit confused, Helen. Can I help?" Helen sighed. She took a healthy swig out of her drink and put it down. Turning to Linda, she asked bluntly, "What is going on here?"

Linda smiled. "Basically, Jenny and I are playing females to a pair of very horny men, Clint and my son, Steve. Last night, Steve and Jenny had their own thing going, while Clint and I enjoyed ourselves tremendously. Does that answer you question?"

Helen nodded. "I can't really believe it, but I'll take your word for it. It's sick, you know. I'm sorry, but it really is sick!"

Linda laughed. She leaned forward, knowing Helen's eyes were on the gap in her blouse, looking at the heavy globe of her breast.

"If it's sick, then it is," she said. "But I've found that I've grown much closer to the kids since this started. We don't try to hide things any longer, and we're a lot more affectionate. For example, I don't mind the fact that you're looking at my breasts. In fact, I'm rather flattered."

She sat up and smiled again, noting the flush on Helen's face.

"Helen, are you attracted to me? I'm attracted to you. I'd like to take your clothes off and make love to you. Would you like that?"

Helen shifted nervously. She tried to stop looking at Linda, but she couldn't. Her eyes widened as Linda slowly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open, exposing her naked breasts.

"I'm proud of my body, Helen. I don't mind your looking. Here, touch them. I love to have my breasts touched." Linda took one of Helen's hands and put it against her breast.

Helen gasped and jerked her hand away. She sat rigid for a moment and then began to tremble.

"I-I think I want to leave now," she said in a strained voice.

Linda shook her head. "Stop lying to yourself, Helen. You're excited. You want to touch me and have me touch you, too. You're just afraid that it's wrong. Well, it isn't!"

Linda put her hand on Helen's knee and slowly ran her hand up the trembling woman's leg, pushing her skirt up to expose her thighs.

"Why, you've got beautiful legs!" Linda exclaimed. "You should wear shorter skirts to show them off."

Helen gripped Linda's wrist with both hands, but she didn't have any strength. Linda smiled and her hand slid further up Helen's leg until her fingers stroked her panty-clad crotch.

Helen gasped and her legs closed around Linda's hand, holding it against her.

"I-I don't think we-we should do anything else," she said in a strained voice.

Linda used her free hand to unbutton Helen's blouse. She pulled it open and then started to reach around to undo her bra.

"Wait," Helen said in a curiously flat voice. She let go of Linda's wrist and pulled her blouse off. A moment later she had her bra undone and had tossed it on the floor.

"Yes, I want you," she told Linda. "I want to make love with a woman. I've wanted to ever since I was in high school and my English teacher played with me one day, but she wouldn't let me play with her!"

"I want you too," Linda sighed.

Linda took her hand away from Helen's crotch. She leaned back on the sofa and pulled her skirt up around her waist, exposing her naked crotch.

"Helen, you can do anything you want as long as you understand one thing."

"What's that?" Helen asked.

Linda held her arms out. "Whatever you do to me, I'll do to you, too."

Helen slid down on the floor and knelt beside Linda. She kissed her mouth and face and then began sucking her hard nipples, making Linda gasp with pleasure.

"Umm, Helen, you keep doing that and I'll come all over the place!"

Helen smiled at the compliment, but she didn't stop. Her mouth and fingers skillfully raised Linda's nipples higher and harder until Linda was crying softly with every touch.

Linda's body stiffened and she sighed deeply. She hugged Helen and kissed her.

"That was wonderful," she sighed.

Helen smiled. She kept one hand on Linda's breast, and slowly slipped the other between her thighs. Linda gasped and lifted her hips eagerly.

"Yes, ohhhh, yes!" Linda sighed.

Helen hesitated for a moment, and then she slid her fingers into the wet warmth of Linda's pussy, feeling for her clit. Linda put her hand over Helen's and guided her.

"There," she murmured. "Do it to me there!"

Helen felt the delicate bud of Linda's clit under her fingers and she pressed it lightly. Linda moaned and closed her legs around Helen's hand.

"That's it. Gently, just like that," she murmured.

Helen ran her finger up and down the warm slit, gently stroking Linda's come button with each movement. Linda began to roll back and forth and then she shuddered violently, crying with pleasure. Helen felt a stab of lust in her own belly, but there was one thing left to do.

Linda felt Helen's hands on her legs, and she realized Helen was going to eat her pussy. She shivered with delight, waiting with eyes closed for the touch of Helen's mouth on her body.

Helen inhaled the scent of Linda's womanhood, and the odor made her dizzy. The more she smelled, the more she wanted to eat Linda and have the same done to her!

"Helen, don't wait. I want you to do it," Linda panted.

Helen leaned forward and tasted Linda's pussy, her tongue gently lapping at the moisture-slicked flesh. She liked it, and the more she licked, the better it tasted.

Linda, rolling her ass wildly, clutched at her breasts, trembling as she neared, her climax. She'd never felt anything as delicate as Helen's tongue before and it drove her crazy.