Absolutely^

"Absolutely! I would be more than happy to," you tell Shauna. She looks to her daughter who is starting to blush.

"Oh m'God, I can't believe this is actually happening!" Vanessa says. Her cheeks turn crimson as she speaks.

"Well, nothing's happening yet while you're just standing there, sweetie. Come over here and take his cock," Shauna says to her daughter. She lets go of your cock and moves to the side to make room for Vanessa.

The shy teenager hesitates, timidly stepping forward and dropping down to her knees in front of you. She reaches for your cock and gently wraps her slender fingers around your shaft. Cautiously, she gives it a few experimental strokes. Gaining a little more courage, she draws it closer to her mouth and daintily swirls her tongue around the tip. A moment later, you feel her lips close around your shaft just under the head. Her mother watches intently and raises an eyebrow.

"You've done this before, haven't you?" she asks.

Vanessa nods. "Just once, Mom, with Tristan. Well, one-and-a-half times I guess. Tommy dared me give him a blowjob during Truth or Dare once, but he got so nervous as soon as I put my lips around his cock that he pulled it back out before I could do anything with it," she explains before slipping your cock back into her mouth.

"Ugh, those high school boys are such children!" Shauna laments. "It's different sucking a man's cock."

"Mmm hmmm, Ipth thure isthp" Vanessa says with her mouth full of your meat.

"Mmmmmm," you moan softly. It has been a long time since someone has been so slow and careful with blowing your cock. You can tell she wants to do it just right. Gradually, she draws you into her mouth inch by inch. Her hair falls over her face. She reaches up to brush it aside, but can't quite get it tucked behind her ear. Shauna helpfully leans over to hold her daughter's hair back, bringing those luscious full breasts closer to your face. Your cock starts to twitch. Vanessa slides it down her throat, but she immediately starts to ****. Her body tenses in a moment of panic, and she pushes you away frantically, coughing and sputtering as soon as her airway is clear.

"Are you okay, Nessa honey?" her mother asks.

Vanessa nods and clears her throat. "I'm okay. It's just a gag reflex. Just give me a minute," she answers as she stands up and reaches for a glass of water. She's trying very hard to hide it, but you can tell she's embarrassed.

"Hey Shauna, can you go to the living room and get the couch ready? We'll join you in there soon, but I think I need a minute alone with Vanessa if you don't mind," you say to Shauna.

She looks over at her daughter and understanding dawns in her eyes. "Ah, I understand. Take whatever time you need," she says sympathetically and quietly leaves the room.

"Hey, you alright?" you ask Vanessa gently. She nods, but keeps her face turned away from you. "We can stop if you want to. This seems more like your mother's idea than yours." You start to pull up your pants, but she reaches out to stop you.

"No, please, I want this," she says earnestly as she finally looks you in the eyes. You can see yearning and desire in her sweet innocent face. "I've been rubbing myself to sleep at night thinking about it. I want you to take me, Mr. Jones. I want you to be my first."

"Really? I had no idea! But, your mother..." She cuts you off.

"It's okay. Mom and I are... close, maybe a little closer than mother and daughter should be. I know it seems a little weird, but I'm glad she's helping make this extra special."

Looking down into her eyes, you feel yourself slowly drawn to her. Gently, you brush her straight dark hair along the side of her face and around the back of her neck with your fingertips, bringing your palm to rest against her cheek. You bend down slightly, slowly as she tilts her head. The distance between your faces grows shorter and shorter until, finally, her soft tender lips brush against yours. Breathing in deeply, you drink in her young sweet essence. Her kiss is tender at first, but then becomes hungry, becomes needy. Her dainty tongue slips into your mouth and mingles with yours. The kiss resolves, and you look into her eyes. Fear and nervousness are still there, but pushed aside by desire and determination.

"Are you ready?" you ask.

She nods.

"Good. Follow me" you say confidently as you lead her out of the room.