Teaching Jeannie Right, Part 11

by Vickylez

With grateful thanks to Cunthia and nice commenters. You know, U.

As Carol drove back home that night she was tired and spent as seldom before. She was dreamily pondering the differences between 'work-tired', cheerless and aching, and 'sex-tired', glowing and delicious. She was extra careful with her driving, she knew her mind was floating and jumping all around as a nervous bird. She had just told everything to Diane, and many things she had not said Hannah the day before. Their lovemaking, as she poured out her secrets, had been almost scary in its intensity. Pleasure as she never dreamed it could be... I will need a while to sort all this and settle down, she thought. Ouch, it was a job getting out of her car. She vaguely thought, Diane and she should pool cars to go to Hanna's, they lived just two blocks away!

Her little girl was deep asleep, her tiny lovely face rosy-cheeked and smiling under the soft nightlamp. Carol sniffed the room, glanced at the discarded damp panties on the carpet and shook her head in loving amazement. She knew that, in her own way, Jeannie had had an evening not very unlike her own. She softly kissed her daughter's red mouth, the pretty girl hardly stirring. "Tomorrow, my love." she whispered. "Tomorrow is the day..."

"Jen, do you think Miss Brady noticed something on us?" Asked Priscilla next morning, biting her lip. Jeannie stared worriedly at her girlfriend.

"What do you mean... something? She can't know..."

"Well, no, I guess... I mean, she seemed to look at us special sometimes."

"I didn't notice anything, silly. She was fun just as always." They went out of the classroom to get their lunch. All day they had been glancing at each other every few minutes, smiling mischieviously. They were so anxious for 'their time' to arrive again, alone at Jeannie's home.

The truth is, Miss Brady did look at them 'special', several times. She had long sensed there was something the matter with that pretty pair. The teacher had a sharp nose for detecting budding sexuality in her little pupils, and these adorable two... They seemed to emanate a close, deep bond that deeply stirred her. She sighed, it was the story of her life. She would never really know!... But she would certainly look closer on the two little beauties.

"...and tell me, I'm curious", had said Carol the day before. "What about Miss Brady?" "What about her?" smiled Hannah. "Well, you know, just a thought. Teaching Sex Ed to little girls, quite extensive too... C'mon, you know what I am asking! By any chance, does she likes little girls? Is she a lesbo, or what?" Hannah laughed. "Laura Brady is a sweet pervert, Carol! Don't think every Sex Ed teacher is, though! And yes, she is a lesbian. Cynthia McReady could tell you a lot more about her, says Brady has a very talented tongue. And also yes, Brady is a little girl lover. Harmless, really. She has never actually seduced a little girl at school, as far as I know. But Cynthia has seen her porn stash, she seems to have quite a nice collection of little girl erotica!"

For Carol, it was a very special day from the start. She was so nervous and... how had Hannah called it?, 'sexually anxious'. At the Office, her friend Jill had several times nudged her, smiling. "Hey, Daydreamer! Please do this..." After lunch the attractive blonde sat with Carol for coffe, as they used to do. She kept looking at her, a little smile on her lips. "What?", said Carol at last. Jill's smile widened. "Okay... Who is he?" Carol raised her eyes, puzzled.

"Who is who?"

The blonde laughed. "C'mon, Carol! For the last few days you've been constantly mooning and dreaming, your pretty cheeks as rosy apples, your eyes sparkling as a Disney princess, all schoolgirlish over the phone... Anybody can see the little hearts flying around your head. Who is the lucky guy?"

Looking at her friend's eyes, Carol considered her answer for several seconds. Time to get out for good? No more closets for her?... She breathed deeply.

"She is no guy, Jill." she said softly. Her friend stared blankly at her, then suddenly gasped, got open mouthed and her face flushed deeply red. For a few seconds nobody spoke, their eyes locked.

"Oh... Oh... Ohh..." almost whimpered Jill. She abruptly got up and went out, but not before Carol had seen her moist eyes. She quickly went after her, entered Jill's office and closed and locked the door. The buxom blonde was turned to the window, a handkerchief against her face. "Hey..." said Carol, going to her and putting her hands on Jill's shoulders. The woman shuddered and tried to avoid her, but Carol persisted, turned her around and looked on her flooded eyes as she held her firmly by the arms. "Jill... What's the matter? Are you shocked? Disgusted with me?" Her redfaced friend moved her lips without speaking, staring wildly at her. Then she wailed. "If you are... like that... Why it couldn't be ME?" And burst crying like a child. "Oh, dear!..." Carol took her lovingly in her arms, soothingly stroking her back till she calmed down a bit. They clung tightly for a while, their warm bodies palpitating. Carol's lips grazed her friend's ear. "I have been a secret lesbian all my life, Jill," she whispered slowly "but it's only a few days ago I've finally accepted myself as I am. I never noticed you being a lesbian, either!" she giggled, and Jill smiled, blushing still more. "For years I actually had a... living-in partner, Carol, but she left me last year. And you, I've always..." "...Fancied me?" "Oh, YES!" Carol took her friend's face fondly between her hands, and kissed her mouth. A long, hot and very delicious kiss.

"Ooooh..." they moaned together. Then she began to give little kisses on Jill's soft neck as she cupped hard her round buttocks, making her groan. "I have always fancied you too, Jill. I have long dreamed on your lovely tits.... Will you show them to me?" "YES!!... Oh, God... But you... you already have..." "A lover? Yes, but you are a dear, and I love you very much. And I think they will be delighted to meet you, too!" She inmediatly kissed her again, sitiffling a laugh as she felt Jill struggling to speak. Then she took pity on her, and took her mouth away. "THEY??" exploded Jill, and Carol laughed joyfully. "Yes.. There is much I have to tell you... later." She took her friend's hands and led them right to cup her aching breasts (Jill was eyeing her so, obviously dying to touch them). She put her own hands lustily on her friend's big, tempting tits, making her groan with delight, and after another long, sultry kiss, she whispered. "Yes. They will be veeery excited at meeting you! I love you, Jill... Think on me tonight. I'll make you happy too, I promise."

At six o'clock she was over at Hanna's, Diane was not there yet.

"Oh, I am so nervous, Hannah! What if they get scared? And, if... if we are doing wrong to them with all this?"

"You really think that, Carol?" said her beautiful lover, caressing her leg.

"N-noo, I guess. They will be happy."

"They are started on a happy journey already, Carol. Jeannie would have done so even without your help, you know, only much less beautiful and loving!"

"Yes... Oh, Han, wait till you see how terribly hot and beautiful she is when making love! And I am dying to see Priscilla too!... The two little darlings together... Ooohh!..."

The lewd Mom clung to Hannah's wonderful body and they kissed avidly, aroused at their perverse thoughts, their hands wandering under each other's skirts.

"Mmmm... I am just burning for them too, Carol! Would you like seeing Jeannie and me... together?... Yes love, touch me like that... Mmm... Yes!... You know, I've never sexually touched a little girl. I never even thought on betraying my trust as a teacher. I didn't fancied pre-teens, till meeting Diane and her fantasies!... But now... I am burning for your little daughters! So perverse... so delicious... Oh, yes, love, Oh, your hand!..."

They were reclining on Hanna's huge bed, still clothed, waiting for Diane. But there was a fire to urgently put out. Looking on Carol's eyes Hannah raised her skirts and parted her wonderful legs, showing the flooded crotch of her tiny red thong. Carol moaned.

"Come, Carol!" commanded the teacher in her school-room voice. The mom fell down at once between her lover's thighs and her mouth glued itself tightly on her delectable Vee. Delight! They both whimpered... Carol moved the thin lace aside and her tongue sank deeply into Hannah's lovely sexual flower, to greedily sip and lick there. Hannah moaned aloud, "Oooh, exquisite!... ooh, Carol... Your little girl naked, Priscilla too!... Oh, Oh... the most delicious girls in my class..."

They were like that when Diane entered the room. She had her own key to Hannah's home. She stood gaping.

"OOOH!... Couldn't you wait for me?" she wailed.

Carol raised her wet face to look at the beautiful blonde.

"NOO!" answered she and Hannah in unison. Diane laughed, taking off her clothes. Soon the three lovers were on the ample bed, panting, whispering and moaning with joy, their mouths and hands fully active. Such ravishing beauties! A sight they themselves ogled with delectation on the big mirrors...

Jen and Priscilla run into the house, all aglow with eagerness. They had milk and cake and fruits, they knew they had to replenish their energies, first thing!

Later, seated at the dear old sofa, Jeannie smiled as her friend at once kneeled before her for her first... devotions of the evening. She happily sighed as the adorable girl began to caress and kiss up her legs, then the inside of her open thighs, her curly blonde head wiggling under her skirt... Aaahhh... Priscilla's mouth was almost... almost... THERE!!... Jeannie groaned with pure pleasure. She couldn't believe just last week she still didn't know this... the coolest thing ever! If only Mom was there!

"Okay... let's go"

"Oh Carol, I am so nervous..." Diane wrung her lover's hand.

"Me too! But this is no time for getting cold feet..." She automatically checked herself on the mirror, no traces of her recent, sultry lovemaking. "Hannah, are you ready?"

"Me?... Girls, what are you thinking? I am not going with you, of course!"

"What?" "But..."

"Girls! You are the Moms, this is between you and your daughters! I am their teacher, It would be totally inappropriate for me being there, the very first time." Then she gave them her dazzling smile. "Next time, though, I won't miss it for all the world..."

On their way over, in Diane's car, the beautiful blonde shook her head.

"Tell you what. If they are just innocently doing their homework, or whatever, no way I'll..."

"Of course, love. Just be calm, everything will be alright." But Carol was sure their daughters wouldn't be just playing with their Barbie dolls.

"Well, okay... Hey, are you checking my legs?"

"Sure, I never tire of looking at your yummy legs... and everything else!"

"You sweet girl..." They had a quick kiss on a red light. Two men collided on the sidewalk, and gaped as they showed them their tongues and went on, laughing.

They left the car half a block away of Carol's house, like conspirators, and approached with fluttering hearts. Soundlessly, Carol opened the door with a trembling hand, and they entered.

There was a short corridor leading to the sitting room. They stood there for a while, intently listening. They looked at each other. Was that a moan? Trembling and holding hands, they stepped silently in.

Priscilla was on top. Her long curly blonde hair flowed down among her girlfriend's open thighs. It was a perfect sixty-nine. Their naked, angelic bodies shone with the ruddy glow of passion, locked together as if they belonged there forever. From where the mothers stood, they could see Priscilla's lovely buttocks swaying, and Jeannie's head between her friend's open thighs with her pink tongue deep into her sloshing slit. They could see the wetness bathing the inside of the little blonde's thighs, and Jeannie's face. The discarded notebooks and clothes around them on the carpet. They heard the soft moans, the sighs, the heaving breaths. They smelt the sweet scents of young arousal. And they could not move, petrified by it all.

Carol had seen plenty of her little girl's sexuallity the last few days. But Diane! Diane, whom had long fantasized about pre-teen girls, had never seen anything like this. Two eight-years old. Her daughter!

But neither woman had ever seen anything so arousing, so precious... so heart-breakingly beautiful!

Leaning heavily against Carol for support, almost fainting, the blonde mom clutched at her breast and moaned aloud, in a fog of love and sexual desire.

The little girls actually didn't heard the whimper, they still went on caressing, lapping, kissing, moaning... Then Jeannie suddenly opened her eyes and her gaze met her mother's burning eyes.

"MOM!" she yelled, with glee. Priscilla jerked up her wet face as if touched with an electrified wire.

"MOM!!" she shrieked, with terror. They swiftly rolled apart, beet-red, poor Priscilla frantically trying to cover herself and beginning to cry with fright. Jeannie gaped uncertainly at her girlfriend's mom, suddenly ashamed and also trying to hide herself... And Diane was crying, too!, as she rushed to her little girl and fell down, half over her, to scoop her strongly in her arms. Carol smiled faintly at her darling opening her arms, and Jeannie ran to her. On the carpet, Diane had Priscilla half smothered against her bosom, both wailing at their heart's content. Carol swiftly raised her little girl by her lovely naked buns and kissed lustily her mouth, tasting in her lips her tiny lovers' juices! She laid her daughter softly down, covering with burning kisses her damp face, her lips, her delicate neck... Jeannie was groaning, made dizzy by astonishment, love, desire... she didn't know. Mother and daughter raised their faces at Priscilla's whine to glance at the other pair: Diane was tightly tongue-kissing her little daughter for the very first time! humming with ecstasy, while she held the small hands of the schoolgirl tautly against her firm breasts. Sighing with bliss, Carol kissed again her daughter's lips, and began to take her clothes off... Jeannie jumped up, she loved to undress mom! The blouse fell, the bra, as Jen pulled off the short skirt and gave a couple of giggling smacks on her mother's trembling thighs... Then her lips landed right at the wet center of her mother's lacy panties, closely rubbing her little mouth several times over her pussy. Carol hissed, glassy-eyed, as her daughter's greedy hands hooked on her tiny panties and lowered them all the way down. Her knees bent, and mother and daughter's naked bodies joined in an impassioned, tight embrace. Their tongues clenched together, and Carol knew she was tasting Priscilla there... Her darling daughter's hands run over her hot skin, at once so knowing and naïve! Glancing aside, she groaned again: Diane was now hotly kissing her small girl's delicious body all over, she was tonguing her dainty nipples, caressing her tummy, her mouth going lower and lower... Under that shower of motherly love and lust, Priscilla's crying had turned into quite something else by now. Then they heard another loud shriek of the little blonde, but this one so different!... Her Mommy was kissing her between the legs!! Carol almost fainted at the ravishing sight, and she avidly plunged her own mouth on Jen's adorable vulva... Nearby, the sounds of her beautiful lover's first sexual joining with her daughter were music in her ears.

Later they clung together, the four of them, shaken and elated. Alternatively laughing and crying, for women are like that. They talked a lot, touching each other all the time. The tender girls shyly told all about the development of their deep love for each other, their curiosity and desire and their discoveries. The mothers were almost as shy, as they disclosed their mutual love to their overjoyed darlings. (But there was something the moms concealed... yet).

For both women it was then an incredible experience to lewdly kiss each other, while at the same time they lovingly fondled their naked little girls. And next, to kisss again as each cute girl sucked ravenously on her own mother's beautiful hard nipples! Jen and Priscilla felt in heaven, bursting with happiness. All this was their most cherished Fairy Tale ever, made true! But they weren't overly astonished, they were still at an age when Fairy Tales seem almost commonplace...

"Carol..." moaned Diane after a while, and Jeannie's mom understood at once. By now she knew that sweet, needful moan so well. She took Priscilla's adorable face between her hands.

"Priscilla... Your mommy loves you more than anybody in the world. And there is something she wants of you now..."

"YES!" shouted the little blonde, hugging her mother and then sliding down to the carpet, to show she understood too. Diane bit nervously her lip, looking by turns at Carol and little Jen, then she took lovingly her kneeling daughter's hands.

"I love you so much...So much..."

"I know, mom. I love you too, sooo much."

Priscilla lowered her gaze and Diane, almost reluctantly, began to open her gorgeous legs. Her daughter inhaled sharply, ogling at the exposed landscape. Ooh, her mommy's pussy was so... so... PRETTY!! Her little mouth watered, noticing the glistening juices overflowing the pink petals of the adult vulva. The soft tuft of golden fleece over it looked as tender as a teenager's. She put her trembling hands on her mother's hot silky thighs, they felt so big, so different to Jen's... Her lovely, enraptured face was quite a sight, Jeannie and both moms couldn't take their eyes away from her, waiting.

Priscilla began to lower her head, her gaze mesmerized by the beauty of the treat before her... Her face approached slowly, she inhaled with delight the exquisite scent, so different to Jen's, too! A dribble of saliva wetted her red lips... and she made contact!

Diane screamed as if touched by a red-hot thing, her legs jerked still more open, her slitted eyes burning on the blonde curly-haired head between her thighs, and her trembling hands went to that dear head to press it against her cunt!

"YESS, LOVE, OH, YESSSS!!..."

At that very moment, Carol gave a scream: she had received little Jeannie's mouth full against her own flowing cunt! At last!! She hadn't even noticed the little girl sliding between her legs. It was the very first time Jeannie kissed her mom's sex, too. Also in that, Diane and her were together now...

What followed was almost too beautiful for both lewd moms. Holding each other, caressing each other's bodies, desperately kissing, drinking each other's saliva and moans of exquisite joy, as they felt their little darlings passionately loving their overexcited pussies...

Carol came very quickly, while Diane was still about to burst, unconscious of anything else around her. Panting heavily, Carol managed to take Jeannie gently away from her and gestured for they to move away a bit. They kneeled at the carpet, embracing, as they silently looked on the wonderful sight of Priscilla making love to her beautiful mother. Diane had her eyes half-closed, glassy with sexual pleasure and love for her daughter, gasping broken words of love, not even touching her own tits as she used to do when receiving oral love. Her gorgeous thighs were the loveliest craddle she had ever given Priscilla. The blonde curls danced with the little girl's greedy licking and slurping of her mom's delights, her little hands clenching on the woman's thighs.

"Oohh, mom... This is the most pretty thing ever!" whispered Jen. Carol just smiled, her eyes wet. Am I that sentimental, or it's just lust?, she wondered.

Diane screamed with joy, trashed on the sofa, wailed, held on her little girl's head... and she came, total pleasure overloading her mind and body.

"Well, little girls," said cheerfully Carol after milk and cookies for everyone, holding naked Priscilla on her lap as Jeannie, on Diane's lap, happily hugged her (wishfuly glancing at her enticing nipples), "now figure this: your mommies love each other very much. You two love each other very much. SO..." "...SO, we also love you two very much!" yelled both girls at once, exploding with laughter. "Oh, yes..." sighed Diane, guiding Jeannie's adorable mouth to her hard nipples. "Oh, yes..." breathed Carol, feeling Priscilla's red lips wetly taking her own. Perfect symmetry.

And perfect symmetry, too, as they later, for the first time, were on Carol's bed side by side, making total love to each other's little daughters...