popped a dynamint in his mouth to cover up the acrid taste of coffee, and waited.
The moments of expectation were long, torturously bittersweet ones. What would June be wearing? Her peach colored negligee…? A stylishly European caftan…? Her string bikini under a terry swim robe…? That sixteen year old bundle of beauty had never let him down yet. Without fail, he was always excited before she even entered the room, as if her magnetic appeal could penetrate walls and doors like a bionic monster from a science fiction movie.
Finally, the door opened. There she stood: a black haired Goddess wearing a short tennis dress with delicate hand woven lace adorning the bodice and a pair of sandals oil her feet.
'June, you ravishing little piece of ass, come over here and sit next to your teacher.' He reached out for her. 'Voulez vous couchez avec moi?' he teased. Surprisingly, she drew back from him, stepping backwards out of his reach.
'What's wrong?' he asked, suddenly worried that he'd done something to offend her, or worse still, someone might be watching.
May's exquisite features recomposed themselves, and she smiled reassuringly at the man before her. He was very handsome, she thought, suddenly realizing why her sister had fallen for a man twice her age plus two.
'When are we going to start the lesson?' she inquired.
Sid blushed and felt a momentary flush of anger. After all he'd done with this girl, why was she turning off to his advances like this? There was something different about her today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. His rampant penis, however, jerked upward a little more at each sway of the full, sensual hips before him, and he found that this new attitude of hers was highly stimulating, whatever its cause.
'Do you think we have enough time?' asked May, sitting down on the sofa next to the French teacher who's eyes raked over her golden flesh with such penetration that she could almost feel his fingers on her already. 'I mean we wouldn't want my sister walking in on us, now would we, Sid?' It was a teasing chide, aimed at his patience, and it worked.
'All the more reason to get on with it, little girl,' Sid rasped, his fingers working with practiced haste at his belt buckle, then flew to his shirt to rip that off. In a second he was naked, stripped to the skin. His uncommonly big prick sprang up, semierect; joyfully free, the head gleaming in the window's sunlight, and May sat there, gaping at it, as if mesmerized by the sight.
'Oh, it is lovely,' she breathed, all interest in her book gone, 'and so big!' she licked her lips, running her pointed little tongue around their fully provocative plumpness, her eyes fixated on his growing cock. Unlike her sister, her sexual experience was sketchy; still, she knew the rudiments, and what she didn't know, she feigned.
'I want to make it bigger… let me suck it until it's bigger, much bigger.'
Something about the way she said this made Sid wonder what was going on. She acted as though she'd never seen him in the nude before.
With that, May began to unzip her tennis dress. Sid watched the garment fall away from her well-filled shoulders, leaving her dressed only in a push-up bra and lace panties. His eyes followed the voluptuous line of her well-built body and he suddenly realized that there was something different. Her breasts didn't seem as full today, still he watched agog, eyes staring in disbelief as she began to unhook her bra and in seconds her breasts fell free… golden silky smooth orbs, the nipples like brown eyes, already squirming into rigidity. He gaped as he saw her slip her hands inside her lacy stretch panties and gently ease them down over her flowing hips, exposing the glossy pubic triangle at the vee of her well-shaped legs.
She stepped out of her panties, and as casually as if she were alone in her own bathroom she stood there, her head and shoulders thrown back, her high, perfectly swelled breasts jutting out proudly like twin snow-capped mountain peaks. Her trim waist flared to perfectly molded hips, which fell to long slender, aristocratic legs, so smooth, so velvety. She thrust out her pelvis, her hipbones straining and Sid could see the sliver of her sparsely hair-lined cunt lips, already moist with the flowing of her vaginal juices, offered to him unequivocally.
He stared at her pussy, and noticed immediately that something was different. There was no rose petal! May…! her name gasped past his arid throat but he couldn't say another word. He knew now that this was June's little sister. But why? What kind of practical joke was this?
Her loveliness, her stark sensuality overcame him and he could only stare, his eyes bulging. He could feel the pinpricks of desire pinching at his cock creating an almost unbearable ache that demanded relief.
Taking his hand in hers, she communicated her own desire. They lay down on the sofa, the daily scene of lovemaking. May's eyes fastened greedily on Sid's ever-growing prick.
'Oh, Sid,' she breathed, 'June was right… it's really beautiful!' the thirteen year old complimented. And without another word, she reached towards him and cupped his expanded cock in her two hands. He jerked up off the sofa at the electrifying touch of her cool fingers on the bloated sensitive periphery of his penis and moaned as he felt her run her fingertips along its length. He felt her nail scrape the bulbous head and jab momentarily at the tiny glans opening from which he knew lubricant was already seeping. Her long slender fingers toyed with the pulsing, webbed underside, testing the resiliency of the sperm-carrying tube, and trailing along till they came to the flaccid, wrinkled sac of his testicles. He hissed out a harsh groan at the tentaclelike fingers gently squeezed his testes, sending chills shooting through him.
May was still staring at the rock-hard cock, as if fascinated by the result of her expert manipulations, and now she lowered her lovely, dark head towards his groin and her little tongue flicked out and licked lightly at the grotesquely distended pillar of masculinity.
'Oh, Christ…' he muttered, turning his head from side to side as he felt the first warm wet sensation of her tongue coating his prick with hot saliva. She ran it up and down its full rigid length, accustoming herself to every inch, every crevice of it, probing at the base, rooting among the wiry tufts, searching for the very foundations. Then she painted his balls with her hungry mouth, trying to catch as much of the wrinkled flesh as possible.
Sid writhed on the sofa. To lie there, and be sucked off by this thirteen year old girt, yes, that's what she was! But perverted as it was, it felt oddly natural having his cock sucked… and sucked damn well… by the exquisitely beautiful little sister of his teenaged lover. And it felt so good, so Goddamn good!
May's lips closed thirstily over the now-enormous head of his cock and she gasped aloud as she formed a firm circle with her mouth about the rigid rod of flesh just below the head. Then she squeezed on it, while her tongue flitted in and out of the tiny slit at the head, noting that spasms of profound pleasure were shaking their tutor's body. Her lips slipped farther down the moistened rod until the head was pushing against the back of her throat. But still she kept on taking more and more of the huge organ into her mouth until it reached the top of her esophagus! Mmmmm, she wondered in the swoon of ecstasy, can I take it all in without gagging! Gosh, I've only done this once before.
Raising his head slightly, Sid saw her bend over him on her knees, a faint sheen of perspiration coating her face, as she blushed from the sheer exertion of what she was doing. But there was a look of complete joy on her face as she worked over him and the sight of his purple cock disappearing between the smooth oval of her rosey lips, increased his pleasure a thousand-fold. Then she released his prick for a moment and began to lick his badly churning balls once more with great sweeps of her tongue, tickling the ridge between the testes and then dropping below to the crevice of his buttocks, teasingly moving lower, pushing his legs up and back and opening the cheeks of his buttocks with her thumbs. He gasped in surprise as he felt her pointed tongue dabbing snakelike at his anus and chills of forbidden pleasure raced up and down his spine. She stiffened her tongue until it was as rigid as buckram and began to probe harder at his untested sphincter, until his loins were threshing about frenziedly in surprised delight.
Then, once more lowering his legs back down, she returned to his prick, which was huge and bloated, throbbing with an intensity all its own. Again she enclosed it in her mouth, establishing a slow sucking rhythm by sliding her soft ovaled lips along its almost never-ending length right down to the base, and then slipping back along its palpitating surface until just the head was still imbedded in her mouth, while at the same time, milking his balls in almost unbearable time to the oral fucking she was subjecting her mouth to.
Sid felt as if his lower torso was on fire. Great hot flames were licking at his loins and his sperm were rioting around in his balls, pressuring for release. His head was spinning and he ground his teeth in anticipation of the shattering orgasm he knew was coming and at the same time, willing it away for just another moment of ecstatic pleasure.
