The School Groundsman. Part 10.

The heavy rain continued on into the evening, my oilskin keeping me dry as I went for supper although I left my sodden boots outside, ‘looks like I’ll have a quiet night’ I mused as I sat on the veranda with a smoke and beer after supper, ‘I’ll be surprised if my ‘Holy Trinity’ come over in this kind of rain’ I chuckled to myself. The only distraction to my evening was Lana’s pert little tits…..and the rest of her delightful body…..when she video called me as I was about to head to bed. “Hey Daddy, just checking you haven’t been washed away” she giggled, her titties jiggling stiffly as she was wearing her ‘house uniform’ of knickers only.

“Still high and dry here sweetie….although I was thinking maybe I might tie a rope to my leg before I go to bed so I don’t get washed out down the street in my sleep” I chuckled, noting her knickers were my favourite style, ‘shorts’ type with large leg openings and high cut scallops up the thighs….perfect for tight little pussies to peek from occasionally. Her phone was obviously propped on her desk or such and she seemed to be tidying the surface, walking to and from her bed as she put items in her school bag, “I don’t expect your mum would be impressed if she came in to see you video calling your ‘Daddy’ dressed like that” I chuckled. “Ahh….she’s in bed already, her room is at the opposite end of the house….and she always knocks now before coming in” she giggled.

I noticed a slight blush on her cheeks, “ohh….I sense there’s a story behind that last comment…..c’mon…spill it” I grinned, she blushed a little redder, “gawd Daddy!….you’re so rude sometimes!” she squeaked, “ahhh….well like ages ago, maybe year before last I was…umm….like checking for hair down there and she walked in….gawd I nearly died” she giggled softly…. but she was like way cool about it, sat down on the bed with me and we talked about all those kinda things for ages…..she’s way cool my mum, I love her to bits.

“She sounds like a great mum sweetie…..reckon she’s got a full time job keeping your cheeky little ass in line” I chuckled, bringing an indignant squeal from her. We chatted a little longer before I ordered her to bed after seeing her yawn, “sweet dreams Daddy…sleep tight” she said, blowing me a kiss and ended the call. I drifted off to sleep, my last thoughts were of ginger curly hair….Lana’s and her mother’s faces flicking back and forth in my mind…..waking with a start from a light tapping on the door, my semi engorged meat laying along my belly. “Come” I called, thinking one or more of the ‘holy trinity’ had come to have their twats filled, no rain drumming on the roof…..my hand reaching to flick the bedside light on.

Half blinded by the sudden light, I heard a gasp, Lisa standing there, eyes bugged wide and her hand over her mouth….. “aggh fuck” I gasped, “sorry sweetie” I managed to get out as I leapt up to grab my shorts from the kitchen bench and pull them on. ‘Fuck me…..don’t they have a dress code for nighties!’ popped into my head as we stared wide eyed at each other momentarily….a slightly transparent lacy top only just blurring the view of her surprisingly thick dark nipples, the top edge of her slightly paler and raised areole visible….bare midriff from just below her navel down to the waist of her matching loose leg shorts scalloped damn near to her hips.

“Ahh, guessing you can’t sleep because that muscle is aching sweetie” I said softly, “ahhh yeah….sorry” she breathed, stepping slowly forward as I held a hand out to her, “no need to be sorry Lisa, I know what it’s like to have pulled muscles…..they throb like crazy” I smiled as she took my hand and I guided her to sit on the end of my bed before switching on the main light and taking the tin of balm from the benchtop. Standing before her….her eyes held captive by the movement in my ‘wobbly’ shorts as my cock engorged, “ahh….this balm might stain a little, I’d hate to ruin your gorgeous nighty, perhaps I could massage the muscle first….might do the trick” I suggested, her eyes looked up, a breathy ‘yeh…ok’ from her lips…..I knew for sure that her cunt was mine to take when she whispered raggedly, “or you could take them off……if you want”.

My cock lurched heavily as that confirmation travelled to my brain, she didn’t gasp…she gurgled softly from deep in her chest and lay back to draw her knees up and rest her feet either side of her hard little ass…fingers slipping into the waistband to drag the knickers off as she flexed her hips to raise her ass….not waiting for me to decide if I should take them off….Lisa lay there, trembling softly as her knees slowly splayed wide to almost rest on the bed….her engorged vulva parting like a zipper opening, from her dark pink and glistening fuck hole and up to the top of her gash….glistening beads of lust sparkling from the light. Maybe her ‘injury’ was causing her discomfort, thus prompting her to visit me…. but I doubted it….and didn’t give a fuck as I knelt and leaned my face in to inhale her lust….my cock flexing hard, objecting to its confinement in my shorts.

A hoarse ragged squeal ripped from her chest as I swiped my flattened tongue firmly from her rosebud to her thick clit in one motion, her body convulsing as she gasped for breath….her tight little holes clenching and releasing as her cunt spasmed…. “FFAAARRRRRKKK.!” I grinned to myself as I glanced up along her young body…..her head rocking side to side, mouth hanging slackly open….her hands had flown to grip her hard little tits as her stomach heaved and rippled, her thighs shivering as though cold. Her eyes gained some focus as she looked down to mine, “jeeezuz…..do that again…please”, she mewled. “Ahh, how can I refuse such nice manners” I chuckled softly and dipped my head down to stroke the tip of my tongue softly back and forth along her perineum, her hands flying to my head and grabbing fistfuls of hair, her hips flexing and jerking.

Gripping her thighs tighter, I gently probed my tongue at her slimy little fuckhole, “agghhh yesssss” she keened…. surprised to feel the thin veil of her hymen, I backed off and tormented her engorged gash, worked my way up to lash and suck her clitty and she squealed hoarsely and stiffened as her orgasm smashed her into a gasping and shuddering blob of jelly. Crawling up the bed, I hugged her, stroking her as she came down off the high, “ohh gawd, I never imagined it would feel so fucking good” she gurgled…..“why didn’t you fuck me?” she added softly, I kissed her softly on the lips, “come and sit with me, we’ll have a little talk” I said and helped her up to her feet, grabbed a beer and my tobacco, offered her a Cruiser which she took.