Wife Teaches the Teacher

I received a call at work the next day from my wife saying that she was going over to one of the female teachers after school to work on a report. This gal is my age and has a fantastic body complete with a 38D bust. Could this be the start of fantasy number 3 ? If so my wife had made a great choice, I was already fantasizing about seeing by wife sucking on her friend's large breasts.

Naturally I drove by this teacher's house and found a nearby parking space. By the time I got a view of what was going on I saw that my wife and her female friend were drinking margaritas. The teacher had a nice tight bikini top on and a pair of short blue jean shorts. My wife had a low cut halter top on with a pair of short shorts on. The halter top was very tight and extremely lowcut. They soon sat down next to each other on a couch. Anita sat right next to her friend with her cleavage showing. Her friend's nipples appeared to be trying to burst out of her brassiere. After they talked for a while and downed a couple of more margaritas Anita seemed to be relaxing to the point her friend caught her staring at her large breasts. I'm not sure what happened first, but I noticed my wife was lightly touching her friend's bra strap at the same time her friend began rubbing her leg. They then stared into each other eyes and their lips slowly approached each others. First there was a light kiss and a little apprehension before Anita took the lead by leaning into her friend and giving her a long hard kiss, even sticking her tongue into her friend's mouth searching for her tongue. After having quite a few more drinks, they were sitting around and Anita told Carol how glad she was that she had invited her over tonight. Anita was proud of the weight she had lost and that her ass had become much more firm and her cleavage more pronounced (her breasts were larger). Carol asked Anita to show her, and high as a kite, she stood up and stripped. Wearing just her halter and very brief-cut panties, she followed Carol into her bedroom to view herself in the full length mirror.

Standing before the mirror, lost in her own world of vanity and booze, Anita could not have looked more appealing. Her long legs seemed even longer in the designer panties that were cut up to her waist, revealing those round, firm cheeks, which you could tell Carol wanted so badly to feel. The dark thickness of her pubic hair curled out from both sides of the narrow crotch of her panties. "I showed you mine, now you show me yours," Anita joked, never taking her eyes off herself in the mirror. Stripping quickly, Carol stood beside her in the mirror. They looked like twins, except for Carol's blond hair and the size of my breasts. "I really wish my boobs were like yours," Anita said as she stared at Carol's broad, full 38D-cup tits.

"What is it you like about them?" Carol asked, unsnapping the front clasp, allowing the wide pink nipples to feel the cool rush of air. Her fuzzy mind searched for a response as Anita slowly began to knead my lightly veined white skin, a shallow pretense at rubbing out the bra marks. Amazed at the turn of events and at her not being offended, Anita took her long beautiful hands and placed them on Carol's jutting tits. "Is it the fact that they are so much bigger than yours?" Carol asked, cupping her warm hands under my breasts. Slowly, so as not to break the trance, she whispered, "Is it the heat you feel through your fingers, or the way my nipples respond to your touch?" Anita placed her supple fingers on Carol's sensitive nipples and began a pinching motion with her fingers, which she involuntarily continued. At this point, Carol pushed her gently back until she was seated, and as Carol spoke, she pulled her full, pouting lips to Anita's left breast. "You always wanted me," Carol breathed in her ear. Reaching down she began to roll her hard nipples between my strong fingers. The effect was electric. Anita moaned loudly and her upper body jerked forward at the first pinch. "You have sensitive nipples, don't you?" "Yes," she moaned. "Then you know how good it feels when someone bites and sucks them." She responded by forcefully sucking Carol's breast into her warm, hungry mouth. Oh God, it looked so good to have her wet tongue flicking Carol's nipple. "Is that how you like to have your nipples sucked?" Carol asked. "Uh-huh," she mumbled, never taking her mouth off my breast. She bit Carol's nipple roughly, sending short jabs of pleasure into her increasingly wet loins.

Now, knowing that she liked it rough, Carol grabbed Anit's breasts at the base and gradually milked them outward, until she ended up by pulling and tugging on her enlarged, thimble-sized nipples. Her almost constant low moan became forcibly guttural, ending in a muffled "uh-huh." The rougher Carol was, the more she responded, until she was squeezing her legs and buttocks together in an unsuccessful attempt to ease the obviously growing aches of her clitoris. Abruptly, Anita stopped and pushed Carol's fingers away. "No, I shouldn't be doing this," she cried, not moving from her seated position on the bed. Carol said, "You need it so bad, Anita. You know you want it. The touch of my fingers made you wet." The look of opposition on her face faded slowly. "Relax, and let that beautiful, hard, sexy body rid itself of those tensions. Let me make you come." With that, Carol gently took her nipples between my fingers and began rolling and pulling them in slow, alternating circles. Her eyes fluttered and a spasm rocked her body. Sensing her physical resistance ebb, Carol pushed her backward onto the bed and slid her knee between her legs, placing it easily against the softness of her vulva, which lay exposed. As I pulled the tender flesh of her nipples, she ground her pussy against Carol's knee.

The lips of her vagina parted, and the wetness of her secretions soon covered Carol's leg. The more force Carol applied with her knee, the harder Anita ground herself against her. All resistance to Carol's advances had been replaced by the need to satisfy her desires. Kneeling quickly between her legs Carol spread Anita's labia and forcefully squeezed the hood of her clitoris, pulling it up and down over the wet, swollen head of her clit. She responded immediately, moaning and whimpering with each stroke and pinching her own nipples between her long fingers. Without interrupting Carol's work on her clit, Carol slid the index finger of her left hand into the pink wetness of Anita's vagina, causing her to moan loudly. Slowly, Carol rimmed the opening, pulling at the tight muscles that guarded her entrance. A second finger followed. Carol's strong digits pushed into her warm flesh and penetrated up to the third knuckle. She felt her muscles relax slightly. The tightness of her opening, no doubt from lack of use, surprised Carol. Carol's fingers slid in and out rythmically, pulling at Anita's inner lips. The added pleasure of her penetration was beginning to bring Anita to orgasm, and she slowed the attention Carol was giving to Anita's clit in order to prolong her vulnerability. Her building physical excitement provided copious amounts of pussy juice, and Carol soon had her third finger jammed into Anita's hot box. Carol was soaking wet herself, and ground her vulva against Anita's lower leg.

Carol slid her fourth finger along side the others, and wedged it into the sticky folds of Anita's cunt. The group of fingers wedged just above the second knuckle. No longer able to restrain herself, Carol spread and pushed her fingers alternately, until the breadth of her third knuckle was surrounded by the stretched muscles of Anita's cunt. "Oh ... please ... more!" moaned Anita. Slowly, Carol clenched and unclenched her hand, rotating it back and forth slightly. She felt the last resistance seated, and as Carol spoke, she pulled her full, pouting lips to Anita's left breast. "You always wanted me," Carol breathed in her ear. Reaching down she began to roll her hard nipples between my strong fingers. The effect was electric. Anita moaned loudly and her upper body jerked forward at the first pinch. "You have sensitive nipples, don't you?" "Yes," she moaned. "Then you know how good it feels when someone bites and sucks them." She responded by forcefully sucking Carol's breast into her warm, hungry mouth. Oh God, it looked so good to have her wet tongue flicking Carol's nipple. "Is that how you like to have your nipples sucked?" Carol asked. "Uh-huh," she mumbled, never taking her mouth off my breast. She bit Carol's nipple roughly, sending short jabs oflit, which she knew would lead to orgasm. After a long, low scream of pleasure, she began to climax. Her vagina opened completely, and then a series of pulsing contractions began, which faded with her moans.

The oral and facial expressions she made as she orgasmed excited me to the point where Carol came with her. As they laid in each other's arms they both confessed that they had never made love to another woman before, but this certainly wouldn't be the last time. Anita and her lesbian lover then took a very sensuous shower together. They couldn't keep their hands off of each others bodies. Although new to lesbian lovemaking they both seemed to adapt very well in quick fashion. Carol suggested that they get dressed and go out in public as a couple. Her friend dressed in a lowcut sundress, while Anita had on a pair of tight bluejeans and borrowed one of her friends T shirts, a very tight one that flaunted her large breasts. They then proceeded to a couple of bars where they were the recipient of many male glances. I couldn't count the number of times they teased guys, only to deflate them by saying that they were together tonight. They were starting to get bored when Anita suggested that they go to a local strip joint. As they entered the place , all of the eyes (mostly male) were on the 2 sexy gals. They sat at the center stage and watched one of the dancers perform for their benefit. Anita leaned to her friend and told her that she would like to dance for her.

She then went up to the bouncer's table and asked if that was permissible. Inasmuch as she grabbed his crotch as she talked to him, he didn't object. Anita quickly got up on one of the side stages and began a very suggestive dance for her female lover. Soon she had all of her clothes off and was teasing her sexy friend who reached over and fingered Anita as she leaned over in front of her. Anita then sat on her friends fingers and fucked them to the obvious thrill of the audience. When her friend laid over on her back with a dollar in her mouth, Anita eagerly picked it up with her pussy lips. After removing the dollar she then sat on her friends face, who then began to eat her cunt in earnest. Anita then erupted into an orgasm. She got up left the stage and the 2 of them left the bar hand in hand. Anita didn't return home for several more hours so I assumed that they went back to her friend's place for dessert.

What a bisexual slut! Not only could she fuck any man she wanted, but now she was very good at seducing and sexually satisfying beautiful women. What would be next?