Dinner with Principal Hallsworth.

[Author’s Note: This chapter only contains a foot-job. There is no actual sex.]

Knock-knock-knock!

You are the first to react to your dinner guest arriving as you nonchalantly reach for the handle of your front door and open it… welcoming your hot principal, Miss Hallsworth! She was wearing a light grey suit, an outfit you see often at school. You always eye-fucked her in your imagination while she scolded you, picturing that dark brunette hair bobbing on your cock…

“Wha- Why are you here Miss Hallsworth?” You ask with a bewildered expression. You’re gently pushed aside by your mother squeals with joy upon seeing your principal and gives her a big friendly hug, not to mention a peck on both cheeks.

“She’s here because she’s our guest! How are you Elaine, I feel like it’s been years since we hit a bar!” You were shocked to hear your mother talking like that, especially in conjunction with your what you thought to be very conservative principal! “Oh, don’t give me that look John, I’ve told you plenty of times… Elaine and I used to be sorority sisters in college!”

“That’s right! Tau, Iota Tau, whoo!” The two older women giggled madly to each other as your mother ushered her old friend into your house. It was strange to see your principal like this, usually you saw her in the halls, directing kids and scolding troublemakers, not to mention all those times she gave you the business in her office. For some reason she was always hard on you whenever you were antagonized by your peers or bullied… damn the zero-tolerance policy! You watched the two busty babes sashay into the house seductively, your young cock straining against your pants as you imagine how to take them. T.I.T, what a great sorority to have two big-breasted knock-outs like your stunning mother and your gorgeous principal… Ah, “tit”... it all makes sense now!

Sneaking a glance at Miss Hallsworth's fantastic big tits, you start sending her lewd telepathic thoughts about you, slowly twisting her mind to perversion just like you did with your mother. You see your once-conservative principal bite her lip at you, no doubt thinking of how she would take you right now.

No one ever thinks they’ll be eating dinner with their principal in their own house, at least you certainly didn’t. It was an odd experience, sitting across from Miss Hallsworth as she reminisced about the wild times twenty years ago… especially as the wine kept flowing! It seemed like that thin glass bottle was never going to run out as the two mature women drank away the night. Their stories seemed to be getting more and more perverted, not caring that you were here. You were getting pretty horny listening to their sexual exploits. Underneath the table you casually freed your rock hard prick, letting it bask in the cool air.

“I completely forgot about ‘Wasted Wednesdays”, just us girls looking for some handsome boys…” Needing some relief, you send a mental message to Miss Hallsworth as she sits across from you, commanding her to give you a footjob underneath the table without noticing it.

[Start of Footjob]

“That slut Stacy always wore those super low-cut shirts, do you remember that? Her tits were always spilling out!” Your mother cackled with your principal, everyone unaware at the table as Miss Hallsworth casually slipped her heels off and let her stocking-clad feet roam around you. Like a worm prowling around the dirt, her delicate soft feet haphazardly push up against your inner thigh and knee before she finds her mark: your neglected penis. You stifle a moan as you feet the soft fabric rubbing against the underside of your shaft, her red-painted toes stroking you off magnificently while she continues to talk with your mother.

“I remember walking in on Stacy in the bathroom at the sorority house… she had four dicks in her face! Four!” You had never heard your principal talk dirty before and it was driving you insane, not to mention she gave a surprisingly good footjob! She toyed with the your cockhead between her smooth soles, her toenails gently running across your leaking cockhead, some precum seeping into her stockings unbeknownst to Miss Hallsworth.

“Hey Elaine, do you remember that night we went to Toasty’s bar after smoking behind the football field?” Your mother said with a ridiculous grin, her hand barely able to hold her wine glass steady. Miss Hallsworth just chuckled to herself. You felt your cock starting to twitch, ready to blast its load at any second all over Miss Hallsworth’s oblivious feet.

“Yeah!” She exclaimed, flashing a perverted smile, “You fucked that cute guy in the corner while I took his buddy out back and drained his balls into my mouth.” Your sister wore an expression of absolute disgust upon hearing the ending and you let out a small groan as your cockhead spurted its creamy white load all over your principal’s talented toes as they stroke the sides of your spasming member. You sure did love happy endings!

“Eugh, can I be excused?” Morgan spat out, horrified at hearing your mother’s sex adventures before you two were even born. You basked in the afterglow of your orgasm, letting Miss Hallsworth’s tender soles coax out the last of your man seed. You hear a satisfying lewd squish as she steps back into her black heels with cum-drizzled feet, no one at the table any wiser. You tuck your wilting cock back into your pants before anyone notices and continue eating.

[End Footjob]

“So…” Elaine swirled the red nectar in her cup, “Whatever did happen to that guy?”

“Oh… well, he’s actually John’s father…” A somber silence fell on the table as Miss Hallsworth looked at your mother apologetically. You see a smirk creep onto your mom’s face, “You have to admit, he took after him though!” Like panthers eyeing prey, the two older women give you a thorough visual inspection. After all of your brainwashing, you’re pretty positive you know what your mother is thinking!

“You know Elaine, I’ve been a bit worried about John’s work ethic… how about he goes to your house after-school to help you around the house?” Was your suggesting you go over to your hot principal’s house alone? Surely you are blessed to have such a wonderful, caring mother and a great wing-woman to boot! You started to imagine all the perverted fun with your gorgeous principal as you continue to **** her mind with lewd thoughts.

“That sounds like a great idea; I could always use a strong young man to help me with some… chores...” You liked where this was going!

[Author’s Note: Completely irrelevant to the story, but while researching Francesca Le I found out she has been doing porn longer than I’ve been alive… which, is… weird to know. Not something I ever really thought about.]