Gurpreet broke their kiss, trailing a strand of saliva between them, and smiled playfully. “Abdul, your cock is stiff again.”
“Yes…. you’ve done that…”, Abdul blushed. “Sometimes it’s that way for hours.”
“Baby, I love it that way,” She said softly, as she slid off to one side of him and traced along his tummy with her fingertips, letting them glide down toward his re-awakened penis. “You’re going to make lots of girls happy with your beautiful big cock.” She slipped her fingers around it and stroked it lightly. “Abdul….would you like to touch me between my legs?”
“I…..yes. I don’t know what to do,” whispered the kid.
“Here….give me your hand,” said Gurpreet. Taking his hand in hers, she guided it to her bare cleft, wet with her pent-up excitement. “Touch me right there. Gently. Do you feel how wet I am there?”
His fingers slid into the wet folds of her sex. “Yes….” he said, slowly caressing her labia, parting them.
“Your hard cock has made me horny, darling boy”, She whispered. “Like your Malti-Masi, some girls like to have hair on them, but I keep mine shaved so that it feels nice and smooth. Mmmmm, your fingers feel so good there.”
Abdul explored his Headmistress-Aunty’s cunt as if he had just discovered the New World. His fingertips lightly caressed her, causing her to moan softly with pleasure. “Do you feel the little button, at the top?” She guided his fingers to the spot. “Right there.”
“Yes…”, He said, feeling the tiny raised protuberance.
“That’s my clitoris, Abdul, my clit, for short. It’s a very sensitive place…the place that makes me feel like you did, when you came, remember?”
“I remember,” said Abdul, again vividly reliving the frantic spurts of his orgasm. “It’s like a cock? It’s so small!” said David.
“Yes, it’s like a little cock, in a way. Abdul, would you lick it for me? That will make me feel so nice.”
“I….I’ll try, Ma’am…. no no Gurpreet,” Abdul whispered, hoping he wouldn’t do anything to mess this up. “I’ve never done anything like that.”
“I know, sweet boy,” murmured Gurpreet. “I’ll help you…I’ll always help you. I’m your second mother….. a teacher.” She smiled slyly.
However her conscience fought with her immediately. This is wrong, it’s dangerous, he’s a mere child….. her friend’s son whom she treated as her son too. She shouldn’t cheat on her friend’s faith, it shouted at her. But her lust overcame the warnings, as it had with Birbahadur, as it always had. She was a slave to it, and she knew now that she would always surrender to the urgent demands of her body.
While the great Headmistress was wrestling with her thoughts…. her morals…. her philosophy, Abdul slid down her slim torso. She raised and parted her legs as he moved between them, his eyes transfixed by her delicious smooth cunt, seeing it up close for the very first time.
“Now, stick your tongue out and just lick along the outside…lightly. Okay? Just barely touching me.”
“All right, Gurpreet.”
“And will you please call me only Preet…. like my husband, sweetheart? Actually from now on I want to see you as my second husband”, She said, with a generous smile. “Anybody who is about to lick my cunt should call me by my first name, don’t you think?”