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The following work contains sexually explicit language and may contain graphic
descriptions of various sex acts. If you are not 18 years of age, or this
sort of thing is prohibitted in your town, city, county, state, country,
province, or erotica is offensive to you, STOP READING.
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Copyright 1999 Art_aDeux@AOL.com (Sasha)
Kristianna's Education
Part Three
Near Christmas, my mother was working later and later. She was responsible
for all of the parties that attend that season where she worked. There were
nights that she didn't come home at all, just stayed at a hotel. She'd call
and chat first with Fred, then with me, telling me all the nice things a Mom
should. He usually brought home videos on those nights. I think we watched
the entire selection of Godzilla tapes available at that time. One night my
Mom called and told me the inevitable. She wasn't going to be in, that night
or the next. She'd taken extra clothes and would be back after the weekend.
She talked with Fred and after he hung up the phone he just grinned.
"I think we've seen enough monster movies for a while, don't you Ti?" he
asked.
"Sure," I replied, "I guess I'll go read the new Stephen King book Mom got for
me."
I stood up and was heading to my room. He walked up behind me silently and
when he grabbed my arm as I was about to open my door I jumped a mile.
"I have some other tapes I think you might like Ti. You want them?" he said
conspiratorially.
What was I going to say? No thanks? I've already checked them out? My heart
hammered. I'd forgotten about the whole tape thing. I knew that I hadn't put
that one back to it's starting place. I nodded.
"Sure Fred. I can read later", I said, hoping that my voice didn't betray any
guilt.
"Put your night clothes on Ti, we'll make it a slumber party," he called as he
headed to the other bedroom.
I closed the door and began to strip. I could feel the familiar tightness
beginning to build between my legs and as I unhooked my bra I noted that my
nipples were already stiffening. I shook my head, conceding defeat before the
fight had even begun. Betrayed by my own body. I cupped my breasts and
gently rolled the nipples between my fingers, relishing the feeling of heat
descending into my cunt, then slid the shortie nightshirt over my head. I
left the panties off, knowing that they'd have to go eventually anyway.
He was already on the couch when I returned.
"Go make us some popcorn Ti", Fred motioned, "And would you bring me the beer
and chips?"
I nodded and started the popcorn blower before going for the chips and beer.
I took them out to the living room and inhaled deeply. He was already firing
the pipe and the aroma of marijuana was strong and sweet. I glanced at the
box of tapes on the floor and breathed a sigh of relief, the homemade jobby of
my mom and him was still in there. I scooted back to the kitchen as the sound
of popping kernels diminished. I turned the machine off and heard the couple
on the tape moan. My hand stole, seemingly of it's own accord, to my naked
snatch, fingering lightly my already engorged clit.
"Are you coming Ti?" Fred yelled.
I jumped, pulling back my hand and grabbing the popcorn. I was greeted by the
sight of a guy who looked like he could win a contest for biggest dick against
a horse. Fred's cock was outlined tightly in the nylon shorts he preferred.
He patted the couch cushion next to him and I dutifully sat down. His arm was
immediately around me and I relaxed against him, watching the naked couple on
the screen pump and writhe against each other to the conclusion of the guy
jacking off over her ass, clumps of cumm dripping onto her as she continued to
moan and sigh.
"That's not what I think you wanted to see though, is it Ti?" Fred asked as he
got up and went to the box of tapes in front of the VCR.
The sick feeling returned as he ejected the first tape and grabbed another. I
couldn't be sure, but I thought it was the one of he and my Mom. He slid the
tape into the slot and pressed rewind. He came back with the remote this
time. The silence was overwhelming. I was sweating from fear of discovery.
That cold sweat that you can't control, the kind of sweat that makes dogs come
after you. He sat down next to me and slid his arm around me again, this time
his hand rested on my right breast. He palmed it lightly, then rubbed his
thumb across the nub a couple of times as the tape finished rewinding.
"You know, you could have gotten away with it Ti, if you'd remembered to put
the tape back where you'd found it."
My heart sank to my feet, even as my nipple rose to his touch. He reached
with his left hand into the popcorn bowl and grabbed a handful. He tilted his
head back and took most of it, chewing briskly, then fed me the last few
puffs. I opened my mouth mechanically as the tape began to play.
"I bet you've wondered about your mother and I fucking and sucking each other
haven't you?" Fred continued as the screen jumped from blue to fuzz to the
grainy picture. "Well, now's your chance to see."
The characters on the screen were hard to distinguish at first. I could make
out Fred easily, since he took up so much space, then my mother, naked. They
got onto the bed and began their sex play. There was barely any kissing when
he moved to spread her legs and tongue her pussy, placing himself in the '69'
position so she could suck at his cock. The camera captured the images, if
not gracefully, certainly sufficiently. I watched as it moved to view first
his exploration of her, then to her engulfing his dick in her pretty mouth.
Fred's hand on my breast moved restlessly and my cunt throbbed with the
combination of the taboo of watching my mother get laid and his attentions.
On the screen, he and my mother moved into position. Rear-entry style. She
on her hands and knees with him behind her. The camera angled to catch the
penetration and I was treated to the view of his cock slowly pushing against
the wet folds of her pussy, then sliding in and out, an inch at a time,
burying itself in her.
I moaned and Fred withdrew his arm. Suddenly I was hoisted from my seat next
to him, onto him. I straddled him, my titties covered only by my nightshirt
inches from his face, my wet pussy thrust down against his nylon clad hard-on.
I tried to get off of him, but he held on tightly to my waist and brought his
lips to my breasts. In the background on the video, he and my mother moaned
in unison as they fucked. I pushed with my hands against his chest to no
avail as he sucked my nipple, fabric and all into his mouth. I gasped as the
pleasure shot straight to my cunt and relaxed against him. He pushed my shirt
up and exposed my breasts.
"God you've got such sweet titties," he breathed as he took my now naked
nipple into his mouth.
He worked the other with his fingers and soon my hips worked against his
pelvis of it's own accord as he worried first one, then the other with his
lips and tongue, sucking, then licking, then biting lightly. The nylon
separating his cock from my pussy was wet and slick from a combination of my
juices and his. I worked against him faster as the tension built and built.
I felt one of his hands leave my breast and nearly came unglued as he began to
caress my ass crack, delving deeper into it until he was touching my butthole.
I squirmed as he fingered it and he moaned against my nipple. I came. Hard.
Bucking my slender hips against him, relishing his hard dick pressing against
my throbbing slit and the finger that toyed naughtily with my asshole.
His cock jumped and he groaned as cumm flooded his shorts. He lifted me off
of him and standing, slid the shorts gingerly down his body. Reaching
under the couch, he retrieved a towel and cleansed himself of the sticky mess.
I watched first him in person and then his image on the screen as he toweled
away the remainders of sexual pleasure.
The camera had stopped moving and was apparently on a tri-pod when I looked
back to the TV. Another man, I didn't recognize him, joined my mother on the
bed. Fred sat down next to me again, naked this time, as the man began to
kiss and fondle my mother's breasts. The Fred in the video now took a stance
at the head of the bed, watching as the stranger stroked his fiancee's body.
I was again hoisted from my position next to him, back onto him, this time
facing the TV so I could watch the video.
His cock was already stiffening and lodged itself between the folds of my
pussy with the head poking tenderly at my clitoris. His big hands went back
to my breasts and he squeezed and pulled at my nipples as we both watched what
happened next. I gasped as Video Fred moved from the top of the bed and began
stroking the guy's erection. It'd been only marginally hard before, but now
it grew stiff and long. My mother handed Fred a tube of something and he took
it and squeezed a small amount onto his hand, then went back to stroking the
guy's penis. She had her legs spread wide and was moaning as the man fingered
what looked to be her anus.
The view was momentarily blocked as Fred moved back to the top of the bed.
The camera captured everything as the guy's thin, long cock pushed into her
butt. Her mouth formed an 'O' of pain (?) and Fred took that opportunity to
stuff his cock into her mouth.
Between my legs, Fred's cock was hard and throbbing. He began to pump a
little against me and I moaned as the friction of the head pushed against my
clitty. My eyes closed as he pushed a finger into my mouth, urging me to suck
it. My legs spread and I used my hands to keep his dick pressed against me,
stroking his balls and thighs at the same time. I used my thumb to
occasionally circle the slick helmet of his penis as we worked against each
other.
I looked again to the screen and watched as the guy moved beneath my mother
now. Fred took hold of him again and guided his slender rod back up her
rectum. With her on top now, legs spread, VIdeo Fred knelt and slid into her
pussy. His back blocked the view of penetration, but the idea was there and I
moaned in longing and sexual tension as my mother moaned in pain and pleasure
on the screen.
The trio on TV thrust against each other with increasing tempo. The sound of
flesh slapping flesh punctuated by moans of pleasure from the two men and ones
that sounded more like pain, the kind of pain that is much more than physical,
from my mother.
The exquisite pleasure of friction on my clit, coupled with the feeling of his
dick rubbing my vaginal opening was too much and I moaned as Fred's cock
jerked beneath me. We came together as his hot jism squirted out onto my
clitoris. I continued to slide my pussy along his cock as my orgasm faded,
then returned when he reached down between my legs and pushed just the tip of
his middle finger into my vagina while stimulating my rigid clitoris with his
thumb. I closed my thighs and humped his hand as I came a third time.
Nearly unconscious with pleasure and guilt, he easily lifted me off of him and
deposited me on the floor. I opened my eyes to see him in the video, leaning
between my mother's thighs and licking her cumm soaked pussy and ass. I felt
him between my own legs and tensed when I looked down. Fred was leaning down
and the first contact of a tongue on my barely pubescent pussy was electric.
He lapped at my cumm soaked lips and I closed my eyes.
On the verge of cumming again, I shut it out. All of it. The pleasure, the
pain, the guilt. When he stopped, I got up. He tried to grab me, but I
danced away.
"I'm going to take a shower and go to bed", I said rather curtly.
He let me go and I indulged in a hot shower. As hot as I could stand it.
Afterwards I went to bed, but not to sleep. I pretended to read my novel, but
was distracted by the videos. He hadn't even bothered to turn it down for me
and I listened to the sounds of people fucking and getting fucked early into
the morning. Somewhere around two o'clock I was overcome by the sensuous
background noise and masturbated guiltily to orgasm once again.
I don't know how she put it together. I mean, when I asked her about
pregnancy, I didn't even hint that her fiancee was messing around with me. As
a matter of fact, I told her it was my old boyfriend from summer. Her face
was pretty ashen as she got an appointment at Planned Parenthood for me. Two
days before I went, I started my period. The nurse practioner gave me 'The
Pill' with instructions on how to take it. We left and she never said
anything more about it.
I left on New Year's Day. She said that I didn't behave well enough and that
she couldn't trust me. I had to go back to my great-grandmother's. I would
have cried more, but I was getting sick again. Strep throat complicated by
tonsillitis. By the time I got back to Lila's I could barely stand and spent
the next three weeks in bed, in and out of consciousness. I heard them, my
mother and great-grandmother, fighting about me. Mom said I was evil. I just
went back to bed and laid there, tears slipping down my cheeks silently.
He must have finally said something to her. I didn't perform right, or didn't
stay when he wanted me to. My throat burned with a combination of unshed
tears and the swelling that attends tonsil problems complicated by strep.
It was a relief in some ways, to be away from him. The guilt had gotten to be
nearly overwhelming. Despite the sexual pleasure But it was also a trade
off. Be touched and sexually stimulated by him, or be tortured by Lila. I
didn't have a choice in the matter now though, it had been made for me. He
had made it for me. I'd displeased him. I let myself slide back down into
the bedcovers, shivering a little as the fever renewed it's attack.
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