Mommy can teach her a thing or two

My mother knelt behind Amanda, sliding her hands up over Amanda's pert breasts.

"She doesn't have much to offer," Samantha said, looking up at me evilly. "What's her name?"

"Amanda," I breathed, watching my mother's fingers play over Amanda's hard nipples through her shirt.

"Amanda, let me show you, dear." She scooted forward so that her face was next to Amanda's, her red-lipsticked lips making the teen girl's look pale in comparison. She took her glasses off and put them aside. Her hazel eyes seemed brighter, and the eyeshadow made her look a little drunk with lust. Then she slowly slipped her lips around me, sliding me down into the throat I was beginning to love so much.

One slow up and down and she pulled back. She turned and looked at Amanda, who had a strange, almost blank expression on her face. Mom reached out and took Amanda's hand in hers, wrapping Amanda's small fingers around me. Mom started jacking me off with Amanda's hand, twisting around my knob.

"Good," mom whispered in Amanda's ear. She took her hand off Amanda's and put it on the back of Amanda's head, slowly pushing Amanda's face down onto my dick. The blonde girl parted her lips as I came close, taking my cock in between her lips.

"Keep the pressure with your lips and fingers. Keep stroking him," mom whispered to Amanda. Her other hand was on Amanda's breasts now, as she watched Amanda fellate me. "Move your tongue around him... taste him... savor his delicious cock." Mom's hand continued to control Amanda's head, moving it up and down in perfect time. He other hand slipped under Amanda's shirt, feeling her small breasts, cupping and squeezing them.

Amanda moaned as she bobbed on my dick. The feeling was a whole world of difference. Mom's few instructions were amazing.

Mom looked up at me. "Does my little boy want to come?" Her hands roamed over Amanda's small chest. I saw her fingers dancing over the blonde girls hard nipples under her shirt. Amanda moaned, almost a whimper.

I nodded. The pressure was building rapidly.

"Does he want to come in his new cum-toy's mouth?" She pushed a little harder, and Amanda deep throated me for a moment, ****. Amanda tried to cough and sputter, my mom's hand on the back of her head kept her mouth on me. Amanda's eyes went wide, but she continued to suck me, and jack me off with her small hand.

"Because his mommy wants his come. Her little boy's, come." mom said, licking her lips. Mom slid off her jacket, leaving only her huge tits under the black silky material of her blouse. I could see them perfectly, nipples erect.

She followed my gaze. "You want to come on mommy's titties, don't you?" She ran her hands over her full chest through the sheer material. "You want to cover her with your come, don't you?" She looked for a moment at Amanda's small breasts. "Come on mommy instead."