Abdul grinned at her sheepishly…. he couldn’t believe his ears. His mother’s friend…. his Headmistress…. his aunty….. now started to treat him as her second husband instead of son. “Y…ye…. yes… Preet….” He mumbled….. extending his tongue, experimentally, and slowly licked upward along the dewy petals of her labia.
“Ahhhhhhhh…” moaned Gurpreet, her body aroused beyond imagining by her gentle seduction of this beautiful Muslim child.
How could anything this exquisite be wrong, she thought to herself as his tongue lovingly explored her sex. He was such a good student, so eager to learn, just as Birbahadur had been when she had initiated him into the joys of sex two years ago.
“Yessss, baby, lick me there…. lightly….. lightly.” Gurpreet continued her direction while moaning.
Abdul learned quickly what made his extremely sexy Headmistress-Aunty respond. His tongue traced lightly along her parted labia, wanting to feel every square millimeter of her with his tongue, to taste her.
“Put your tongue inside me, sweetheart….. down at the bottom,” Gurpreet gasped. “That’s my cunt-hole. Slide your tongue in there.”
Abdul gladly complied, stiffening his tongue and seeking the entrance to her aristocratic cunt, already dripping-wet with her arousal. Finding it, he slid it inside further, tasting the honeyed depths of a woman for the first time. And the Punjabi Headmistress groaned with pleasure as his tongue skewered into her, moving in and out slowly, wetly.
“Oh God, baby, that’s it. That’s wonderful…. so goooood….”
Abdul slid his hands beneath her and held the spongy, round cheeks of her large ass, remembering how he had gazed at it whenever she came to his house or wrote on the blackboard in class. He drove his tongue deep inside her and she writhed against it, her own hands moving to her tits and squeezing them tightly as she bit her lower lip.
“Now…lick my clit, sweetheart,” She whispered. “The little button I showed you. Just do it real lightly, okay? Like a feather.”
Abdul followed her instruction…. slipping his tongue out of her love tunnel and traced upward, seeking and finding the tiny little nubbin. He encircled and caressed it ever so lightly with his tongue, then lightly fluttering his tongue against it like the wing of a butterfly. Her hips convulsed upward, frightening the innocent boy.
“Did I hurt you?” He asked innocently, looking up in alarm.
“Nooooooo, sweet one, you didn’t hurt me. It just felt so good I couldn’t keep from doing that. Keep licking me, baby… kiss and lick my clit…. just like you were doing.”
Abdul resumed to his task, as his Headmistress-Aunty guided him…. patiently teaching him to make love to her. Her body responded with a growing frenzy, her arousal spiraling higher as he caressed her with his lips and tongue. Her hand slipped down and she slid her fingers into his silky hair as he lapped at her clit, driving her close to her climax.
“Lick it harder now, darling….I’m going to cum, just like you did.”