Neither Linda nor I had heard her daughter, Lena, come into the house. She was supposed to be with friends, so for me, at least, it was a shock to see her looking in at her mother's bedroom door just as Linda was about to give me the final lesson in sex! We were both stark naked, standing close together, Linda with her hands on my dick, and me with both my hands on her soft but firm arse cheeks, pulling her tightly towards me.
Give Linda her due, she recovered faster than I did. Letting go of my dick at the same time as I let my hands drop down to the same place to cover myself, she turned towards the door and reached up to take her dressing gown from the peg. Shrugging her arms into the sleeves, she reached forward, took Lena gently but firmly round the shoulders and pushed her back onto the landing.
"You stay right there, Philip," she ordered.
I heard them going down the stairs and sat down on the side of the bed which I had expected to be lying on with Linda beneath me. I took my hands from over my dick, which had shrunk back to its soft size and began to think about what to do next. Should I dress, slink down the stairs, head for the door and make my escape on my motorbike? Or, would Linda pacify her daughter, pack her off somewhere and come back to me?
Before I could decide what to do, I heard footsteps on the stairs. TWO sets of footsteps. Then the door swung open and Linda walked in. Alone. She looked over at me, slipped off her dressing down, and smiled.
"Lena is in her bedroom," she said. "I've told her what to do."
I opened my mouth to say something, but Linda stopped me. Looking down at my shrunken dick, she again smiled.
"I think we had better do something about that," she commented. "Just wait a minute or two."
I heard another door open along the landing, and to my greatest surprise Lena walked, rather hesitantly, into the room. I could hardly believe my eyes. She was totally naked but holding her hands in the traditional positions; one hand over her fanny, the other arm across her breasts.
"Now, then, Lena, go and sit in that chair," Linda told her daughter. "And you," she continued, looking across at me, "Lie back on that bed while I get to work on you."
I was stunned, for more than one reason. Not only had Linda come back to continue where we had left off, but had actually brought her daughter in to watch. Also, the veneer of quiet sophistication and moderate speech had completely disappeared so that she spoke and acted just like the rough and ready women I worked with on the docks. Naturally, I did as I was told!
Linda went to the foot of the bed, her breasts swaying and bouncing slightly as the moved. Climbing onto the bed, she spread her legs as she kneeled over the lower parts of my legs. I gazed at her light brown pubic hair in its rough V-shape until her breasts, hanging down, blocked my view. For a woman in her mid-forties, with three teenage children, those breasts were still in good shape. She arched her back, her arse cheeks stuck up in the air, and her face came down towards my dick. I felt the heavy softness of her breasts as they squashed quite heavily on to my knees.
At the same time as I felt her hair brushing my groin, her hands slid over my thighs and thumb and forefinger of each hand gently grasped my dick, which was already starting to wake up, and lifted it into a semi erect position. Then I felt those wonderful mixed sensations of warmth and wetness as her lips enclosed the head of my dick. As she began to lick the sensitive foreskin, ( I had never been circumcised), a new, and tingling feeling brought my dick to a quick and extremely hard erection.
As my erection swelled to its full extent, Linda took one hand away and started to massage my balls, while the other hand fully enclosed the base of the shaft. at the same time moving her head up and down while keeping her lips firmly clamped round the upper part of my dick. Spasms of pleasure shot up and down the whole of my body. I had never experienced this before, my legs went as rigid as my dick, and I must have moaned a little.
"That's more like it," Linda gasped, as a mix of spittle and pre-cum dribbled from her lips. "Now for the next part."
I had expected her to lay on the bed next to me so that I could climb on top of her, but she had other ideas. Putting her hands on my shoulders she lifted herself up until her vagina was hovering over my face. This was the first time I had seen that part of a woman's body so close. The lips of her fanny were parted, showing the pinkish red of the entrance to her hole, all glistening with her anticipatory juices. Her clitty was out of its hood, standing out a good half inch. I could smell the musky aroma as she lowered herself onto my face.
From photos in the rather basic, and by today's standards pretty tame, porno mags, I had expected those fanny lips to be slack and dangly, but for a woman who had three children they were still firm and rounded. But then, as it was obvious she had been without sex for sometime, it wasn't surprising.
"You do know which is my clitty?" she asked.
