Amy the Teacher - Part 2, a short story by GutterrhymesEsq. Date added: 2012-03-13. Times viewed: 5888.
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- Intro: Het, Oral, Femdom: Mother Superior demands reparations
Amy the teacher – Part 2.
Mother Superior Irmgard demands reparations.
By
Gutter Rhymes.
Intro: Dirk Pietersen sat in the Mother Superior’s chamber and waited. He had waited for nothing less than 45 minutes and it was already quite late, by school standards, 8:00pm meant that all the nuns were in their bedrooms. The school boys had 1 hour before they were required to be in bed and 2 hours before the power generators would be switched off, plunging the mission station into silent darkness.
Mother Superior was Sister Irmgard, a very stern nun who had the perfect balance between compassion, a love for people and unquestionable knowledge of the Bible. Her face was pretty although the African sun had taken its toll on her skin, the wrinkles being the evidence that she spent too much time in the sun. The only other thing noteworthy was her really big bossom. Although she was a big woman, her boobs stood out under her thick nun’s dressing. At 5 foot 11 she was a very tall woman.
“Pietersen…” she started to speak as she entered the room and I jumped to my feet.
“Why do you think I called you here tonight, instead of me going to play bridge with the men. And Pietersen, I really think you should not tell me any lies, because I know the truth and because lies get me very angry.” She paused removed her glasses, wiped her eyes and focused on my face. She had lovely eyes, this old lady.
“I don’t know, Sister..” I started to say.
“I will help you. What do you think of school boys having sex” she asked
“It’s a sin” I said.
“What do you think of schoolboys having sex with their teachers?” she gave away what I suspected was the reason she wanted to see me. So, it really was Sister Irmgard I saw through the window when I was fucking my sexy English teacher Miss Amy!
“It’s a sin” I repeated.
“So, why do you think a God fearing Catholic boy would do it….why would let’s say, you…shag one of your teachers?” she got closer home.
“It just happened, Sister, I don’t know why”
“Oh, so it HAPPENED! Whom did you shag, which teacher, Miss Amy?” she continued to torment me.
“Did you enjoy the fuck? What did you like most about it? Be honest and the matter will end here, lie to me and you will be in the Principal’s office on your way back home to your parents, expelled.” Fuck, I was really in trouble wasn’t I.
“It was alright…”
“Only alright, not better? I am going to tell Miss Amy that you found mediocrity in her sex…she won’t like it..” she laughed.
“It was more than alright, it was great..” I corrected myself.
Sister Irmgard smiled. As the wrinkles formed around her eyes and mouth, I saw how lovely this nun must have been, in her time. I didn’t know what to do so I smiled back at her.
“That Miss Amy tells us that men find her irresistible, but she lies. She is the one who goes around offering the smart, the good looking and the sexy boys her pussy. I will deal with her later…” Sister Irmgard sounded like she was going to harm Miss Amy and that alarmed me, Miss Amy left a lasting impression on me.
“But sister, I am the one who started it by peeping up her legs while she was sitting on the chair surrounded by all my class mates” I tried to defend Miss Amy.
“I am not your sister! Don’t call me sister. “Sister” is all those other nuns, not me! I am MOTHER SUPERIOR. You can call me mother but NOT mom or mommy. It’s mother. You can call me ma’am for madam but not mom” she told me rather threateningly and I did not know what upset her.
“So you enjoyed seeing Miss Amy’s cunt, did you” oh, that word C.U.N.T! And the way she said it made it appear like it was a KKUNTT, she really emphasised the first and last syllables . It stirred my dick into alertness.
“Tell me about Amy’s cunt, how was it…was it nice? How was the smell? Do you like seeing young cunts or old cunts?” she asked.
“I am not sure, I have only seen 4 adult ones” I whispered.
“Wow, 4 whole adult pussies! You are a naughty boy Pietersen. Was any of them a granny fanny?”
"No”
“Well, do you want to see a granny fanny?” she smiled. Her face looked much younger and animated. I didn’t know where this discussion was leading to. Did she have some pictures or maybe videos of mature pussy? I nodded “yes”.
“Sit in the chair” she ordered pointing to the chair in front of her.
I sat upright in the chair. As I shifted around I could feel my dick was really hard, fully erect and dying to burst free from my baggy boxers. Sister ….oops…Mother Irmgard stood up and locked both doors, the front one and the one at the back leading to her chambers. She closed the curtains tight. She sat on the table in front of me, the front of her ankle length dress touching my knees.
“What did you like the most? Was it the sight, or the smell or the taste…well, the taste in your mouth and the taste on your prick?” I couldn’t believe that the head of the nuns, the most pious Mother Irmgard was talking so erotic. My dick just kept growing and pulsating.
“I am going to show you what a natural cunt looks like. I don’t want you to go looking up women’s legs. Have a good look, satisfy the beast in you..”
She moved back to rest against the wall with both her feet on the table. She hiked her long dress up and it was all heaped around her waist. As she opened her legs wide, I watched as her cunt came into view. It was totally bald, the outer lips had a sharp edge in front where they met each other. This made them look very symmetrical and altogether lovely. I felt like just running my hand on that sharp edge, but I had to be careful, I was not in charge of events here.
She said nothing, but kept her eyes fixed on my face. I looked into her ageing eyes, I could see lust in there. I looked for authority, cruelty, danger and all I saw was a horny 50 something old. She gently caressed her inner thighs starting at the knees and moving down to her smooth fanny. She rubbed her hands in the space between her cunt lips and thighs. This made the cunt move, kind of “making faces” as its slit cracked open and closed. In the process I could see the inner lips, smooth, pink and moist.
“This is a mature cunt, Pietersen. Many men prefer them younger but I don’t know why because the older ones know what to do with a dick, and the temperature is the same!” She passed her arms behind her big thighs and reached her cunt from the sides pulling the lips apart and showing me the folds of the insides of her pussy.
I was mesmerised by the visions before my eyes. Beautiful legs, fully formed calves and thighs, all covered by a lovely very white skin. It was clear no sun or light ever got to her legs. She was really “white” and that gave her a delicate side which would otherwise not have been apparent because of her huge frame. The smell was absolutely fresh. I could smell a little rose talcum powder and in waves I could smell the intoxicating odour of her exposed sex.
“My cunt is not very big, see, only one finger slips in easily and two stretch it a bit, three fingers have to be forced in” She spoke as she stuck her fingers, 1, 2 then 3, into her increasingly wet cunt.
I moved closer to her, drawn by the sights and smells before me. This was one nasty nun! She undid the buttons of the top of her dress and let her boobs hang out the front. Oh my God! She had huge white mammary assets. Absolutely sexy and inviting, they were topped by long slim tits, both fully erect. My jaw dropped as I took in the lovely views. She smeared the wet ness from her cunt, onto each of her nipples and around the large pink areola base.
“Now you have seen it all, my cunt, my tits..what more do you want to see? You want to see my shit-hole too?” Clearly, this nun’s vulgarity knew no limits.
“I will show you my shitter another day, if the situation arises…hehe-he!” I sighed with relief as I was not prepared to see her anus. I had seen some boys bonking each other in the shower and the smell of brown shit on John’s dick made me swear that I would never put my own in such jeopardy.
“You may touch me now…touch whatever you want to feel” polite commend well received!
I had my tongue on her cunt before she could count to 3! I ran my tongue up and down those sharp edges on her big cunt lips, slowly up and down, a few times. I kept doing this until the wetness on my tongue was both from within and outside “mother’s” disused cunt. My dick was hurting me now, it had been on a relentless journey of progressive tumescence. Inexperienced though he was, I am sure my member could sense that “tonight’s gonna be a good night!!”. Mother was totally quiet as I boldly licked her sweet sex. My hands were on their own mission, starting from the feet, I was slowly feeling the head nun’s legs , rubbing her thighs and trying to get my hands under her bum while avoiding keeping them there for too long. There was a lot to enjoy on this big woman with miles of leg and the most turgid natural knockers I was ever to see in my whole entire life.
She shifted around and my tongue was managing to “stab” into her cunt. Delicious, delicious, yummy! The glide as my tongue slid through her viscid secretions, is a feeling etched on my brain, it was exquisite pleasure. I lapped on her whole crotch like a puppy munching into a rag doll. I rubbed my face on her wet cunt, sucking and licking whatever came my face’s way. The big nun’s gentle hands on the back of my head and squeezing me on both ears, was the only clue that she approved of my actions. She was quiet, save for the breathing. I guess discreteness is the 4th vow nuns have to take, discreetly perhaps!
By now, the bossy pretence was over! Mother Irmgard was now, as I was to learn later in life, just another woman in connubial dreamland. I was her reality. I kept licking her all over her now really wet crotch, tickling her big frame, on the inner aspect of her thighs and as I kissed her behind her vagina, her puckered bung hole came into my view. It had absolutely no smell. In fact it did have a smell, it smelled of roses and perhaps strawberry. I licked away all the sweet juices drenching the area, even going around to her buttocks. Mother was very agile for a woman of that age and size. I loved it. She loved it too. Her strong thrust onto my face balanced with both of her hands directing my face where she wanted it, turned into some refined coital choreography. She had done this before and I loved it all.
The few sounds that got to be a little loud, still play in my head to this day. Like when I “bit” her clit, between my tongue and teeth. She screamed out something in Dutch, sounded like “da-aa, da-aa…”
I knew she had come because of the way she moved a few times. It was just like Miss Amy, the other day. Mother stood up on the table, her head almost touching the roof beams. Her dress fell and to my horrified disappointment, covered those legs, not to mention the cunt I had just been munching on, only a few seconds before. She fiddled around before dropping the offending frock to the ground and stepping right off it. I had one look at the heap before she disdainfully kicked all, off the table, there was no underwear there.
She stood on the table, in the altogether. What a gorgeous sight. She towered over me, her legs slightly opened, enough for me to see “everything”. My eyes were feasting on this big work of art. A reminder to me that white women are beautiful. All this fascination with exotica is fine; Asian, Indian…African etc, but white women are lovely things too, pity they age too fast due to booze, tobacco and drugs. In Africa the sun also take its toll.
“You are fully dressed Pietersen, I shown mine, you show yours, now” the boss returned.
I was out of all my clothes in a jiffy.
“I need to taste that cock, it looks too strong for age…I am going to have fun with that cock” she was actually speaking to herself, I was ready. Down for whatever!
She slowly climbed down from the table, giving me ample time to see her cunt in different positions and shapes, all photo-perfect! Her eyes were fixed on my dick all the while. She knelt in front of me. The blasphemous opportunity was not lost to me as the nun “prostrated” herself before my fat erect totem pole. Hail the one with the big dick!
“Boy, you got cock” she said as she wrapped her hands around my tool. She licked the little bits of fluff off my dick. She played with my foreskin spitting on it and wiping off whatever was occupying her attention. My dick stood its ground pointing at her face and nodding to my heart-beat. Yes, nodding its approval of whatever this big nun wanted to do.
When she took my dick into her wet soft mouth and rolled her tongue around, I thought I was going to faint. The feeling was just the most exciting sequence of sensations possible. For the next 3 minutes, I was taken on my first journey into the exciting world of expert felatio. She was like a craftsman at their trade, she was coolly in control. She did it all, swallowing my balls into her caring mouth, then spitting them out. She gently handled everything , when she pumped my dick a little roughly, I knew she would follow that up with something that would soothe the pain and take the pleasure one notch higher.
The lovely nun was a maestro at all she did to me. She swallowed my dick in its entirety, all the way down her oesophagus. She then gagged and coughed somewhat violently. As she coughed away, I looked at her huge frame shaking in front of me. So much boobs, bums, tums and other things glorious.
“Enough sucking, if I choke again you will have one of my girls knocking to find out if I am alright…and we cannot take visitors at this time, can we Pietersen?” She winked at me, with those soft kind eyes.
“Come and lie on top of me my boy, come child, let me give you a taste of what I have chosen to deny all menfolk.” She beckoned with her left index finger, while her right hand caressed her prominent mound, fingering it and producing some inviting noises. She moved slowly backwards until she was on her bed. She patted on the duvet next to her stark naked body, some Mona Lisa she was, complete with a mysterious smile.
“Now listen Pietersen, I want you to take long fucking me so when you feel you are about to come…just pull it out quickly and stand-up…”Sex education on the cheap.
I lay on my back and she came over my face and kissed me, quickly finding my inexperienced tongue and playing with it in the mouth. Kissing a woman, older than my mom was not my idea of erotica, till a few seconds before, anyway. I was immediately converted to a “mature” lover. She was great. She held my face in her large but very feminine hands and placed her face right in front of mine. I drank her saliva with gusto. She rolled on top of me and used her strong knees to separate my legs wide before rubbing her thigh onto my hardness for a few strokes then she crouched over my hard dick. She supported herself with the left hand while holding my dick with her right, guiding it into her clean pussy. I thrusted upwards and started pumping the towering nun’s wet cunt. Her cunt juices splashed on my pubes each time I rammed up.
“Slow down child, let me do you” she said as she arranged herself so that she could use the spring action of her knees to shaft herself up and down onto my happy dick. She picked my prick up with her cunt grip then kept it hard and straight as she rammed her cunt down, then all over again. I groaned softly and bit my tongue in order to avoid making noise, seeing as discretion was a strict requirement. Mother Irmgard was also hissing and cursing as she climaxed . She literally sat on my dick and the weight of her was a little too much so, I pushed her off. She responded by pulling my cock out and rolling on her back. I remembered that she had initially ordered me to lie on top of her, so I did.
As I plunged my dick into this giant woman, I felt my head buzz, the sight of her milky skin against my tanned body was intoxicating. The fact that she was bigger and older than me; just the feeling of being on top of the pious nun; was the most crazy scene I could have ever imagined. Up to this day, I have not enjoyed the same feeling. My dick started getting harder as soon as I plunged back into her sex. I banged her with all my might, literally diving into her open legs with each down stroke. She tried to grab tight to my young buttocks but I was too strong for her, I went wild. The loud slapping noises as our skins connected, was the only discreet sound, the rest being unintelligible animal grunts, squeaks and sighs.
“Alright boy, shoot now, let me have your sperms, wet my womb, Pietersen…I am yours…fuck me, lets come toge..toge….togeth-therrrr!! Mother Mary, oh, Jesus, fuck…here I come”
I exploded! Indescribable! I just came and came, emptying loads and loads of hot cum. My energy was entirely drained and I lay paralysed on top of Mother Superior. She tenderly held me in her arms, caressing my bare back and my bum. She pulled my butt hard into her frame as if she wanted me swallowed-in.
“Oh, what am I going to do with this child” Mother Superior whispered, holding my face in her hand clamp and planting a wet kiss on my lips.
The End
©Gutter Rhymes
March 2013
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