Charlene with ‘her’ dildo

Charlene was waiting for Andrea, ‘her’ black dildo in hand.

“There you are sugar, be a doll and take off your panties”.

Andrea was experienced with exposing ‘herself’ before Charlene, but still ‘her’ face flushed as ‘she’ slipped ‘her’ panties down ‘her’ legs and onto the floor.

Andrea followed each subsequent instruction with slight hesitation, caring little for ‘her’ remaining dignity, but that ‘little’ still held ‘her’ back from complete apathy slightly.

“I’m pretty sure you already know your way around one of these, but it always helps to practice. Plus there’s some tricks I wanna show you”, Charlene informed her ‘daughter’, before getting ‘her’ to lube ‘her’ bussy up and slowly descend upon the galvanised phallus jutting upwards from the floor.

For the next several hours, Charlene would pass on her wisdom accrued from years of experience taking it up the ass.

She taught Andrea different patterns and modes of riding dick, how to make it reach certain points inside of ‘her’ in certain ways, and how in turn to use certain muscle groups to provide different sensations for both parties in a variety of positions, all the while encouraging Andrea to look at the photo of Brian, moan his name and talk dirty.

Andrea took the advice on like cash to a stripper’s G-string, ‘her’ cares giving way to the intense pleasure ‘she’ was providing ‘herself’, cumming from ‘her’ ass multiple times.

It wasn’t till ‘she’ was spent that the post-nut clarity and horror of ‘her’ actions finally kicked in.

“Wow, you really are an A+ student, full marks!”, Charlene jokingly complimented, both amused and proud that her daughter would take on her teachings so rapidly and enthusiastically.

‘Her’ mind still reeling, Andrea barely registered when Charlene announced, “I have a lil’ surprise for you. I’m sure you’ll get plenty of fun working out these. Think of it as homework”, before retrieving from a drawer a pink dildo a little smaller than hers and a large vibrating love egg attached to a battery pack.

Andrea just muttered, “Thanks. I’m pretty tired, goin’ to bed now”, nonchalantly taking them from Charlene before heading to ‘her’ room and collapsing onto ‘her’ bed to be lost in ‘her’ thoughts.

The next morning, Andrea had luckily more or less recovered, and got ‘herself ready for the day’s events.