Mum Was My Teacher

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Mum Was My TeacherI am a 24-year old woman from Manchester,UK. My family consists of mother, Amy, father,Lee, sister, Claire and myself, Sarah. When I wasgrowing up we lived in a semi detached house. Wewere like most of our neighbors, just making a livingand going to school. My life changed when I wassixteen.I went to a school that required that all of thestudents wear a uniform. All of us girls hated havingto wear the same type of clothes every day. Wetried to rebel by doing things like making the skirtsshorter than the school dictated, wearing scandalousunderwear, and unbuttoning our blouses below ourcleavage to show off sexy bras. Of course thefaculty would reprimand us for altering theuniforms. We were often caned for altering ouruniforms.I had learned to masturbate myself from mygirlfriends at school when I was 14. I developed ahabit of coming home after school and stripping offmy uniform and sitting on my bed in front of mycloset mirror and playing with my breasts and pussy.I was a round faced girl with dirty blonde short hair.It was blonder when I was younger.One afternoon when I got home from school Ipeeled off my school uniform, and turned on my TV.I only had on my matching white panties and bra as Isat down on my chair in front of the TV. I had beenmasturbating regularly for a couple of weeks. I hadsuffered through one of those bad days at school.It had seemed like nothing had gone right that day.I remember that I was watching my favoritesitcom, ‘Sabrina the Teenage Witch.’ I still have athing for Melissa Joan Hart. She turned me on so Istuck my hand down the front of my panties andstarted rubbing my pubic hair against my pussy.I was so busy playing with my pussy I didn’thear the front door open or the footsteps on thecarpeted stairs. She must have heard me moaningbecause she opened my bedroom door withoutknocking. I panicked. I jerked my hand out of mypanties and curled up in a fetal position. I fearedwhat my mum would do to me.Mum’s expression hardly changed as shecrossed the space between the door and my desk.She stood behind me and placed her hand on myshoulder in a comforting way. “Honey…you don’thave to be embarrassed about what you are doing.Every woman enjoys playing with themselves fromtime to time.”I was reluctant to face my mum. She removedmy hands from my face and kissed me on the lips.Her face was so close to my cheek that I could feelher breath and she continued to talk to me. “Sarah,I just want to teach you how to masturbate withouthurting yourself.”Mum sat down next to me. She removedenough clothes to expose her breasts and pussy tome. She showed me how she manipulated herbreasts while she used her fingers to masturbateher pussy.Mum kissed my cheek as she slipped her handdown the front of my knickers. The feeling of herhand on my pussy was at least ten times moreexciting that it was when I touched myself. I washolding my breath as long as I could before gaspingfor air. She stuck a finger between my labia andwiggled my little clit around like a joystick on an ‘XBox.’ She commented on how wet I was. She toldme that she wanted to see how much I had matured.She used her free hand to unfasten the hookson the back of my bra. She continued to play withmy pussy as she pulled my bra off of me. Mybreasts were just a little too large for a B sized brabut didn’t fill a C cup that much. Mum used her lefthand to feel my tits and stimulate my nipples withher finger.I moaned when she pulled her hand out of mypanties and turned my chair around to face her.She used both hands to pull my knickers down. Shewas strong bahis siteleri enough to pull them under my butt. Shefreed them from my feet before she spread my legs.She actually d****d them over the armrests of mychair. She knelt in front of me and parted my labiaso that she could inspect my pussy.She seemed to be a little disappointed that myhymen was already broken. That did not stop herfrom sticking two long fingers into my barrel. Shefelt my cervix just like our gynecologist did whenshe gave me physicals. As she withdrew her fingersshe pressed against my urethra with a finger tipuntil I actually squirted a little pee into her hand. Itembarrassed me. I could not believe it when Mumactually licked her hand and smelled her fingers.Mum told me, “If you want to use something tomasturbate with, the butt of a candle works well.Cucumbers are better with the added benefit thatyou can eat the evidence afterwards.” (She chuckedat her attempt at humor.) “For me I have a coupleof battery powered toys. A couple of them areabout the size of small eggs attached to a batterybox by a wire. You can insert them in your pussy oranus and adjust the speed with a three speed switch.I also have a couple of dildos and butt plugs.”The revelation that Mum had sex toys to playwith shocked me. She saw the expression on myface. “Honey…your father is not always aroundwhen I get horny and there are times when he is notin the mood.”While she was talking she was playing with mypussy. I had been so disturbed by her admissionthat I had forgotten that she was rubbing my clit.The sexual wave that swept over me wasbreathtaking.My legs were falling asleep and starting totingle. Mum was wedged between my legs so tightlythat I could not take them off of the armrests.When Mum actually placed her mouth against mypussy I almost freaked out. She clung to my legsuntil I calmed down. I could not believe that mymother actually was sucking my pussy. I hadanother climax that seemed like it would never stop.As fast I would get over a quivering thrill anotherone would sweep over my body.When I finally calmed down Mum stood up andpulled me to my feet. My legs felt like they wouldnot support me. She supported me until bloodreturned to my lower legs and I was able to stand onmy own. While she was supporting me she pressedmy breasts against her body and kissed me on mymouth. It was so strange to smell and taste my ownpussy juice on her face.We sat on my bed while Mum talked to me.She assured me that Claire was not old enough tounderstand sex. She pleaded with me not to tell heranything that had gone on today. My mind wasspinning as I assured her that I would not tell Claireanything. I could not look my mum in the eye therest of the evening.I could not sleep that night. I must havemasturbated 8 or 9 times trying to exhaust myself.I still could not look my mother in the eye the nextmorning as my sister and I ate breakfast beforegoing to school. I could not concentrate all day. Iwalked home slowly after school. When I enteredthe house I did not hear any noise alerting me thatMum was in one of the rooms. I made my way up tomy room. When I opened the door Mum was layingon top of my bed naked as could be. There were sextoys on my nightstand.”Where is Claire?”Mum smiled, “She went to Granny’s afterschool. We have plenty of time for me to continueintroducing you to the mysteries of sex!”I was frozen where I stood. Mum got up andwalked towards me. I was fascinated by the sightof her naked body. Her body had put on more thana few extra pounds, her breasts sagged and therewas a canlı bahis fold below her navel. She did not trim orshave her pubic hair, so there were a few hairsgrowing well beyond her panty line. Her thighs wereshowing the dimples of cellulite. Just the same Ithought she was beautiful. We have the samedishwater blonde hair and our pubic hair is darker. Istood there as she approached.She put her arm around me and led me back tomy bed. She helped me get out of my schooluniform. She could not resist feeling my breastsafter taking off my bra. She placed me on my bedon my back before she crouched over me andstarted sucking on my nipples like she was a baby.She showed me her eggs and placed one between mylabia and turned on the motor. The egg was pressedagainst my clit and it set my body to quivering. Thesecond egg she held against my asshole. It was mindblowing as she pushed the egg into my asshole. I hada climax in no time.There was no rest for the wicked. Shedropped the eggs on the floor and reached for asmall butt plug and put it where the second egg hadbeen. The tapered base allowed my asshole to closearound it to hold it in me. Then she picked up one ofher rubber dildos and proceeded to fuck me with it.I almost passed out when it was over. Mum waskissing my brows and assuring me that she had aharness that she would use to strap on the dildo, sothat she could fuck me like a man. My head wasspinning.Mum leaned over me and used her hand toguide one of her breasts towards my mouth. I wasthe one to act like a baby this time. I clung to herbreasts while sucking on her nipples. When shestraddled my chest I was looking at her pussy as sherested on my breasts. I knew what she was going todo and my mouth was watering. She moved her bodyforward until her hairs were brushing against mylips.I would not believe how my pussy sweated justsmelling her cunt. When she pressed her pussyagainst my mouth I probed the depths of her barrelwhile she smashed her clit against my nose. Shevirtually spread her labia over my face like a gasmask. The only way I could catch a breath was whenshe rocked forward enough that my mouth was free.I would catch a breath and then she would press herasshole against my mouth.When she was finished she gathered up hertoys except for one of her medium sized dildos. Shetold me to have fun with it. I lay there recoveringwhile I heard the shower running.I made good use of the toy that night. Iwondered when Mum would consider Claire would beold enough to find out about our toys. The nextafternoon when I got home from school Mum toldme that she was taking me shopping. She locked upthe house and we caught a bus downtown.She didn’t discuss what we were shopping for.It puzzled me when we passed through the popularshopping center. When the bus arrived in the oldrundown business section she led me off of the bus.She headed towards a shop with the front sportingads like Adult video arcade, adult book store. Whenwe entered there were only a few men in the store.They looked at us and averted their eyes when welooked at them. The man behind the counter was anunsavory looking guy. His face was pock marked andit looked like he hadn’t shaved in days. I just feltlike he was dirty. I made sure I was not closeenough to smell him.Mum headed directly to a glass enclosedcounter and pointed out to the clerk the items shewanted. She selected a couple of dildos, butt plugsand some plastic beads on strings. She also pointedout battery powered eggs. She also selected abottle of strawberry flavored lubricant. She paidfor them with a credit card. güvenilir bahis The clerk placed herpurchases in a plain plastic bag and we left thestore. Mum had one more place to take me. It wasa tea room. We ordered Old Gray tea and crumpets.We made our way to a small table for two where weadded cream and sugar to taste.It took me a moment to become aware thateveryone in the establishment were women, even theperson busing tables was a slender dark hairedwoman. As we made our way to a small table for twoI noticed the variety of women sipping tea.There were a couple of women that wereobviously Indian, dressed in the traditional saris.There were a few black women, I suspected werefrom Africa. The rest of the women looked likeevery woman I had ever seen. Irish, Scot, and mixedFrench, German, Dutch. The women represented avariety of ages. I was obviously the youngest femalethere. The youngest other woman there was at leasttwenty. There were a couple of silver haired womendressed like they were very conservative women.They looked like the old women I saw in church.When I looked at one of the silver hairedwomen she shocked me by holding up her hand withher first two fingers spread and stuck her tonguebetween them and flicked her tongue in a gesturethat was obviously a symbol that she wanted to lickmy pussy. I blushed and lowered my eyes.While Mum and I sipped our tea and talked Inoticed just how familiar these women were witheach other. There was a chubby blonde headedwoman dressed in a man’s suit sitting with a youngerwoman. There was no doubt that the blonde was awoman. The suit could not hide the fact that shehad huge breasts. I suspect that they were F sized,if not G’s. The man’s shirt and tie did not hide thatshe did not have a bra on either. While she wassipping her tea her free hand was resting on the lapof her girlfriend passively.Her girlfriend was all female. She looked likean office clerk. Her dress was fashionable. Herhair was long and soft looking. She made no attemptto remove the hand on her lap. It was obvious thatthe other woman was stroking her crotch.A woman about the same age as my motherapproached our table. The woman was nice lookingand could have been the mother of any of myclassmates. She held out her hand to Mum and bentover to press her cheek against Mum’s in a familiargesture of a kiss that would not leave lipstick oneach other.Mum introduced her to me. Her name wasHelen. As soon as she knew that I was herdaughter, she beamed. “Are you bringing her out?”Mum smiled, “Keep your hands off of mydaughter, you wicked old bitch!”The both laughed, good humouredly. It wasobvious that they were friends. The woman turnedto me and actually did kiss me on the mouth. Shewhispered in my ear, “When you are ready give me acall. Your mum has my number.When we finished our tea, we caught the busfor home. Mum had lots of sage advice to pass on tome. She told me all about the tea room being thebest place for me to meet women. She advised meto be careful which woman I go home with. Some ofthose women can be rough on a young girl like you.”When we got home she saw to it that Isterilized all of my new toys. She cautioned me toclean them before and after using them. I swearthat I became addicted to the toys for awhile. Ieven stuck one of my butt plugs up my ass onemorning before going to school. I wore that plug allday. I even had a climax sitting in my desk atschool. It was hard doing that without letting onwhat I was experiencing to my classmates andteacher. I suspect that my teacher caught on towhat I was experiencing. I was wiggling my buttaround and I closed my eyes and bit my lip. Shedidn’t confront me though.I was enjoying my new relationship with mymother. I could not get enough sex. When I wasnot sucking her pussy I was masturbating constantly.

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