Another teacher

“Honey when I meant safe sex I was talking about… you know… condoms, using protection” Grace blurted out, unsure how to get out of teaching Emma a lesson with her as the practice dummy.

“I’m sure some lessons there would be appreciated” you could help but add, thrusting a little harder into her cleavage to prove a point.

“Not a chance mister!…” Grace replied before looking down at your crotch, her eyes losing focus as she imagined something that brought her back to her senses with a blush.

“Even still, I think I need you to teach me about other things. And who better to teach me with than my boyfriend!” Emma suggested, giving you a look that told her you were both on the same page.

“Sweetie I… What is it that you would need to know?” Grace asked, giving Emma the opportunity she had been waiting for to get more involved.

“Well what if Max is being more aggressive? In a good way I mean but what if he starts teasing me and he wants to fuck?” she asked, giving you another look to start following her directions.

Emma straightened up and now rested on her side, holding herself up on an elbow to face her mother. You did as she asked and reluctantly brought one of your hands away from her tits and back behind you, tracing along her thigh until your finger caressed her pussy over her now soaked panties.

“Ohh!… I umm… I’d make sure he knew my boundaries and try to distract him some other way” Grace replied, looking more confidently at Emma but now finding it hard to look at you now that your hand was distracting her from in between her legs.

“And how would you distract Max if what you were doing now wasn’t working?” Emma prodded, wanting to push Grace even more.

“I’d… either start talking dirty or…use my mouth…” Grace admitted, still only briefly looking in your direction before she turned to Emma.

Either option would have been good for you but even though a blowjob sounded like the better option for you pleasure-wise, both you and Emma realised there was more potential in keeping Grace’s mouth free to talk.

“Well, if you’re teaching me about this for now, I think we will need to keep with the dirty talk.” Emma suggested, her eyes focused on Grace as she passed the teaching over to her without any more hints at what to do.

Grace finally looked at you long enough without turning away and while she kept opening and closing her mouth to figure out what to say next, she struggled to let any words out. The silence started to drag and you could see that her eyes were darting between looking up at your eyes and then down to your dick in front of her.

She stared at your crotch one final time and gulped before you thought she was about to finally start but instead, her arms darted up and went behind you.

Before you could react, she pushed you forward and **** you to stop thrusting into her cleavage and move with her, your cock getting closer to her until it poked her cheek and rested on her face. You could tell she had misjudged whatever she was planning but you couldn’t help but admire the view as your shaft flexed, covering her from her chin, over one of her eyes and then to her forehead.

She took an intake of breath before pulling you back and using her hands to line you up with her mouth without saying a word. Even with you guessing what she was going to do, the pleasure still felt like it hit you unexpectedly, the warmth of her mouth as her lips wrapped around your cock making goosebumps appear on your skin.

You were in no state to comment on Grace not going through with the dirty talk and instead making the decision herself to not let herself speak, dragging her tongue along the underside of your shaft as you let her do what she wanted. You wanted to let your head lul back but Grace kept her eyes firmly locked on your own, keeping you from looking away when she was staring so intensely.

The only time she looked away was when she looked in Emma’s direction and every time she did, you could swear the blush flared up on her cheeks as her kink added fuel to the fire. During those moments you also managed to look in Emma’s direction and while you had thought that she might be the one to speak up about Grace’s lack of dirty talk, you could tell she was also enraptured by what she was watching, a hand between her legs hidden from Grace’s view but something you could see from your elevated position.

The blowjob had started with you already feeling the pleasure rise within you, having both Emma’s handjob and the titfuck from earlier without any real break in between. Grace didn’t seem to want to take a relaxed pace either as she bobbed her head with as much movement as she couldn’t handle and her tongue had been moving non-stop either since your dick had been close enough, flicking over all your sensitive spots that upped the intensity as your climax began to rise.

“I’m gonna cum soon” you admitted, no longer using your fingers to rub Grace and instead balling up your hands as you tried to hold back.

Grace didn’t make that easy however as as soon as she heard you, she kicked it up to eleven, trying her hardest to get you to cum. There were no taps on your arm or any pulling away that told you she expecting you to move and when the pleasure finally pushed you past the point of no return, there was no time for you to pull back either.

You felt yourself pulse in her mouth and then you stopped holding back, a flood of cum filling her mouth as a look of surprise filled her eyes and even though she expected it, the torrent of cum **** her to swallow every drop you could give her. Every time she did, the muscle in her throat kept milking you for more and prolonged your orgasm until you had to pull yourself back.

It felt like Grace’s lips would have kept their suction if you hadn't removed yourself from her mouth and even after the sensitivity made you stop, the **** she was applying even made that hard to do. You were left panting while you hovered over her but you managed to spare a second to look over at Emma, finding her rolled away from the two of you as she covered her mouth to stop herself screaming.

You only caught the aftermath but you were sure she had cum along with you, her hand still between her legs from what little you could see behind you.

With both of you cumming, it seemed that Grace was the first one to recover, that same look of worry coming over her eyes when you realised the lust that had come over you all was about to backlash and hit her the hardest.