THE ADVENTURES OF BEN THALER. PART 2


The next afternoon I wanted to increase her exposure to porn and this time I put on a three-some film with a little bit of anal play. Ella quickly fell into the role of copycat and jerked me along with the action. Before long I was on the brink of coming so to avoid it I slid onto the floor, knelt in front of her and spread her thin white legs to expose her tiny bald orifice. “What are you doing?” She asked nervously. “Just what the man on the TV is doing.” I explained gently and I put my tongue to her hot vulva and tasted her sweet little pussy, “Ooooh,” she said, “that feels strange.” “Do you like it?” I asked, looking up and she nodded vigorously so I lapped away before putting my tongue inside. “That’s tingly.” She squealed, but instead of pushing me away her hands went to my head and pulled me in encouraging me so I also put a finger just inside her warm lips.

When it came to the anal licking I took the lead as she watched the action and she squealed again and wriggled as I licked her tiny rose. “That tickles” she said but didn’t stop me. As the guy put his finger into the butt in front of him I wet my index finger and very gently followed suit. “Oh, oh” gasped Ella, her bottom arching off the settee, and I stopped and asked if she was OK. “Yes, it’s OK, it’s just that nobody has ever done that to me before.” She relaxed and smiled and I explored a little deeper. “That makes me tingle like when you put it in my kitty.” she continued and I pushed gently in and out.

The three actors didn’t do anal sex but after the man had come went into a lesbian scene with his come passing from mouth to mouth. “Do girls really do that?” she asked. “Some” I answered. “Some girls have girlfriends as well as boyfriends.”

“I know that silly, I’ve got girlfriends. I meant kiss like that.” “I suppose some do, I don’t know, I’m not old enough to know everything either.”

Mrs Morgan had taken the Friday as a holiday and she and Ella took a beach hut for the weekend so I hung around with friends and played football. By now I had quite a bit of spare cash so I treated them to a movie and a pizza.

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Monday began as usual and I arrived a few minutes early at the Morgan’s. She said hi and I watched as she gathered her things for the afternoon. Usually she would be in her supermarket overall but today she was in a string-strap top and shorts and looked really, really cute. “No work today? Shall I leave it till tomorrow?” “I’ll be out of your way in a minute honey, I’m on a training course this afternoon.”

She bent to check the contents of her bag and I could see down her top to her left breast and its small pointed nipple. Her whole tit wobbled slightly as she pushed things around. When she looked up I was too slow to react and she realised what I had just seen but didn’t say anything. What she hadn’t spotted was the bulge in my trousers hidden by the edge of the table.

She left and I asked Ella what she would like to do. “Let’s sit out back au naturel and talk about the kids at school.” she suggested and we went out to the porch and stripped before sitting on the settee. We chatted and I made her use as many French words as she could remember to describe school, her teachers and friends.

I had developed a semi as the warm breeze wafted over my cock, when suddenly I became aware of a shadow falling across the settee. Looking over my shoulder I saw Mrs Morgan with her hands on her hips. My heart hit my boots, or would have done if I had been wearing them and I sat bolt upright.

“So this is what you get up to when I am at work is it?” I bent to retrieve my clothes. “Stay right where you are, Ben, your already embarrassed so you had might as well be totally embarrassed.” she ordered. My face was burning and my cock was suddenly very limp.

“We thought you were on a course.” I said weakly as she sat on the edge of the easy chair in front of us.

“I knew something was going on. Last week when I was in the bath with Ella I noticed she’d almost lost her tan lines and then Thursday you left a DVD behind in the player.”

My mind whirled back to Friday and I gave a slight inward sigh of relief when I remembered that it was the softest of the films, which we had watched again.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” I blurted out, my panic raising the pitch of my voice.