Week 2: Oral Techniques

“Try it more like this,” Joanna said and then licked slowly up the side of my shaft before sliding the head into her mouth and wrapping her lips around it, suckling on it.

“God, fuck,” I groaned as the MILF looked from me to Amber and back. Prof Sinclair was paired up with the guy with the tiny dick - I think his name was Trent or something - and Garringer had asked Joanna to join Amber and I for the Week 2 lesson. During the ‘warm up’ period, as Sinclair had called it, while we stripped down and focused on Arousal, she’d told Amber and I that she was a single mother of two, in her early forties, and was a part-time student wrapping up her degree after six years of night school. She’d been thrilled to get into a competitive class.

She also had some fantastic, big tits and curvy hips, and she definitely wasn’t a stranger to the Art of the Blowjob.

Joanna slid her lips up off my cock until she was finally separated from it, then quirked a little smile and gave it a kiss before tilting it towards Amber with one hand on the base. Amber smiled at her, then mimicked her move as she turned her pretty brown eyes to me.

I groaned again, watching her cute tongue and relishing the feeling of it on my cock.

I felt like I could feel Joanna’s deep moan through her pussy. The Oral lesson didn’t just go one way - the first half of class had been about Blowjobs, and I’d gotten an amazing double blowjob from Amber and Joanna that had ended with me emptying my balls into Joanna’s mouth. The MILF had swallowed it all and smiled brightly.

The second half of the class was about cunnilingus, and I had two delectable pussies to dine on. I couldn’t help myself and I’d started with Amber - it wasn’t a knock on Joanna at all, but I’d been wanting to get at Amber’s pussy for a week now. And it had been everything that I’d hoped - she had a pretty little pussy to match her small, tight package of a body. I hadn’t brought her to orgasm yet, but that was only because I needed to split my time between both women.

Joanna was a lot more lippy than Amber, and it was kind of fun dragging my tongue through her labia and feeling her shudder a moan in pleasure.

“Keep going,” Amber said, and I glanced up while keeping my tongue into Joanna’s snatch. Amber was grinning at me from up near Joanna’s tits, her bright eyes playful and horny. She then turned to Joanna. “Are you interested in practising this too?”

“Oh, fuck it,” Joanna moaned, sitting up just a little and reaching to pull Amber towards her. “Sit on my face. I haven’t dyked out in twenty years, why not try it again now?”

Amber got up and straddled Joanna’s head, facing away from me. I watched as she lowered down, the sexy, fit curves of her back shifting and her ass becoming a fucking delicious-looking pair of globes as she spread her legs more. I had a perfect view of her pussy getting closer and closer to Joanna’s face, and then the MILF sticking out her tongue and burying it between Amber’s slick lips.

God, I wanted to fuck. Both of them. Over and over. Especially Amber, but I wanted Joanna too. I wanted to stand up, push my cock into her and just start railing her while Amber rode her face. Watch her tits bounce and jiggle as she fucked back at me. Hear the clap of her meaty butt cheeks slap against my pelvis and thighs.

Maybe that would happen eventually in the class, but I couldn’t break the cycle. The moans of the women in the class were a chorus in the lecture hall, each one with a guy's face between her legs.

I redoubled my efforts on Joanna, feeling her moaning again as I used my thumb on her fleshy clit hood as I drilled my tongue into her. If I got her off, which would be hot as hell, we could switch things around and I could eat out Amber again while Joanna took a turn riding the blonde’s face. That was something I’d like to see almost as much as what we were doing now.