I turned up for work eagerly the following morning. Helen’s mum let me in again, and waved me upstairs as she disappeared back into the kitchen, giving me just a quick glimpse of her rounded, beautifully rolling bum, unlike the previous day when I’d been able to ogle her all the way upstairs. All three bedroom doors were closed, and I looked longingly at Helen’s, feeling a thickening of my cock just at the thought of her lying in bed. I started work, and a few minutes later, Helen’s mum shouted goodbye up the stairs and slammed the front door. Helen must have been waiting for this, for after about five minutes, she emerged from her bedroom and stood against the door jamb, one hip cocked towards me in a very alluring way. This morning, she was wearing a tight little vest top and sexy, white, lacy panties. “Morning Dave.” “Good morning, Helen. You look gorgeous today.” I suddenly realised she wasn’t wearing her glasses and her hair was pulled back away from her face, which was glowing and she had a slight smile on her lips. She looked so much better than yesterday. “Thank you.” “Do you need the loo?” I asked. “No, I went earlier. And I had a wash and cleaned my teeth.” “Shame! I loved watching you yesterday.” She giggled. “You were very naughty. Did you plan to seduce me?” “Plan? No, I sort of hoped…” “Well, I’m glad you did. It was amazing.” “Mmm, it was. Now, tell me about last night. Did you have a play with yourself while you thought about me?” She looked down at her feet, and nibbled her bottom lip, and I knew she had. “Yes. I couldn’t help it. When I got in from work, I was still feeling so horny. I’d been thinking about you all evening. I was wet the whole time.” I stood up. “And what about now? Are you wet now?” “Soaking!” I was washing my hands. That basin would have to come out today once the new bath was in. I dried my hands on the spare towel and held a hand out to Helen. “How about a kiss?” She stepped into my arms, the top of her head was barely up to my chin. She raised her head and I bent mine and softly kissed her pink lips, looking at her closed eyelids. I broke away and she opened her eyes and then I kissed her again, deeply this time, my tongue slipping between her parted lips and teasing hers. I slipped my free hand around her waist and pulled her against me as we continued to snog. She tasted fresh and minty, and felt divine. I allowed my hand to slide down to her pert buttocks, and gently massaged one, pulling her in to my rapidly stiffening cock. Her eyes opened as she felt it growing, and her smile broke the kiss. “What are you going to teach me today?” I looked at her, as though considering. “Well, I thought…” I’d been thinking about it half the night and the whole of the morning. She raised her eyebrows at me. “Sixty nine?” “Mmm? Maybe.” “Doggy style?” “Yes.” “Helen on top?” She giggled deliciously. “Mmm, yes.” We snogged again, and then rushed to her bedroom. As my hands ran down her body, seeking the hem of her tight little top, I asked, “There’s no chance your mum will have forgotten something and walk back in while we’re at it?” Her eyes widened in horror at the thought of it. “No. She never comes back. She’s organised.” But she glanced at the window as though she could see through the blinds. I peeled her top off, and eased her back onto the single bed and knelt between her open legs, caressing her smooth thighs. I bent and kissed my way up her right leg, over the front of her lacy panties and back down the other leg. She sighed and wriggled forward. I kissed my way back up, slowly. Reaching her panties for a second time, I nuzzled into the crotch, feeling her tiny lips through material against my own, my nose burrowing against her clit. “Mmmm,” she sighed, and wriggled lower. I continued to nuzzle at her pussy through her sexy knickers, and her breathing deepened. I reached up and hooked a finger into the crotch, and pulled her gusset aside, and gazed at her tiny, perfect, pink lips. She settled herself closer to me, and I bent my head, placed my lips around her clit, and gently sucked it into my mouth and flicked my tongue over it. She moaned, and I let her pussy pop from my mouth and teased her clit with circular movements of my tongue. Her breathing became heavier, interspersed with quiet moans, and I started lapping up between her lips to her clit. Slowly at first, but speeding up to match her breathing and thrusts. I pushed her legs wider apart, and allowed my tongue to slide into her tight hole. She was wet, just like she’d said. I eased her sweet lips apart with my fingers and began licking properly. God, she tasted sexy and salty and fresh. I licked her to orgasm, her moans and cries of “Oh! Oh! Oh!” were turning me on so much. I joined her on the bed and held her in my arms as I allowed her to come down from her orgasm before I asked, “Sixty-nine?” “Yes please!” she panted. “Okay, I’ll lie down, you lie on top. That gives you control. Stop anytime you want, and I promise I won’t cum down your throat. I’ll let you know if I’m going to cum. Okay?” She nodded. “I trust you, Dave.” I lay down and she climbed on top, tiny, and light as a feather. I adjusted her legs so she was kneeling either side of my head, and I was able to gaze at her pretty, pink pussy lips as she grasped my fully erect cock and I felt her tongue lapping the pre-cum from my bell end. I began to lick her as my bell end was engulfed by her warm mouth. She seemed to be quicker today approaching orgasm for a second time than she had been yesterday. That was good. She was sliding her lips up and down around my bell end, and wanking my shaft with her hand as I’d shown her the previous day. Given her inexperience, she was doing a good job. However, my experienced tongue and fingers were doing better, and after a few minutes, I knew she was close to cumming as she stopped sucking and wanking and began making the “Oh!” sounds again. She collapsed on me as she came, and lay there panting. When she tried to start wanking me again, I stopped her. “Not too much, Helen. I want to fuck you as well.” She wriggled around. “Wow! That was fantastic. How come you’re so good at that?” “Practice,” I grinned. I reached for the condoms she’d left on her bedside table and tore one open. “Like to roll it on?” She didn’t need coaching in that. I assumed she’d done it to her previous boyfriends, as she made a good job of it, pinching the teat as she rolled it down. Her hand pumped my cock gently as she admired her handiwork. “I love your big cock.” “I thought you said it was smaller than your first boyfriend’s?” “True, but it’s much nicer.” I laughed. “What makes a nice cock?” “Well, I’m not sure. It’s not lumpy like Ryan’s and it stands up straighter than Ben’s. It’s hard to define beauty, but it’s more beautiful that the others I’ve seen.” Hmm? I had a beautiful cock? That sounded somewhat strange! Helen’s hand was still rhythmically pumping away, and I reached down and began caressing her pubes and her still wet pussy lips. We kissed, and I slid a finger between her sexy lips and fingered her, slipping it lower to feel her tight, wet hole. She was breathing harder, panting again, and I placed my hand on hers to stop her wanking me. She opened her eyes and looked into mine. “On your hands and knees,” I ordered. She giggled and rolled over and assumed the position. I knelt behind and used my hand to rub the rubber-clad tip of my cock against her lips. Gently I eased the wet end in a little way, and then back out and rubbed up and down again. I kept repeating this, pushing a little deeper each time, and Helen began to arch her back and meet my thrusts, pushing back against it, and wriggling her knees further apart on the narrow bed. When it was fully in, I grasped her hips and began pumping. Slowly at first, holding her still to prevent her speeding up by thrusting back. I increased the pace very slowly, enjoying her breathy moans and then hearing what I had been expecting from her: “Oh God! Faster! Faster!” I gripped her hips firmly and pumped faster. “Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Oh God, yes!” Then I stopped and resumed the slow pace. “Oh God! Don’t stop. Faster! Faster! Please!” I speeded up slowly, revelling in her reaction. “Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! “Ohh! Ohh! Oh God!” I slowed again. “Oh God! Don’t stop. Don’t stop! Pleeease!” I plunged in again, hard and fast, not stopping this time as I felt her orgasm building. “Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! “Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Oh God!” She collapsed, and I could feel her pussy pulsating on my cock as she panted and quivered. After a while, she drew in a deep breath and said, “Oh God! That was amazing!” “G spot orgasm?” I enquired. “What? I don’t know. It was bloody good though.” I pulled her back to her knees, my cock still in her, and began to slide it slowly in and out again. As she warmed up to it, I suggested, “How about you going on top? Giving me a rest?” She giggled again. “OK.” When I was settled on the bed, she straddled me, and I held my cock steady and she lowered herself down, reaching down and adjusting it to slide in. It took the usual tweaking and slipping in slowly, bit by bit, until it was fully in. Then she began raising and lowering herself on my cock, her pussy feeling fantastically tight in that position, and the sensation of having no control over the speed was very erotic, as was watching Helen’s taught young body and pert breasts, pressed together by her arms as she leaned against my chest. After a few false starts where she rode too high and my cock popped out, she got the length, and rhythm and began to increase pace, closing her eyes as she did. I reached out and got a finger to her clit, holding it where she would slide down it as she lowered herself. Soon she was breathlessly calling, “Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! “Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Oh God!” as she came again, and collapsed on to my chest, panting, a sheen of perspiration over her forehead. I kissed her cheek and ear, and muttered how sexy and gorgeous she was while she recovered. Eventually she did, and kissed me long and hard on the mouth, her tongue darting in. “Did you cum?” She asked. “No. Did you” She laughed. “Fuck, yes!” “Good. You ready to help me cum?” “Oh yeah. What shall I do?” “Climb off, and sit between my legs like we did yesterday.” When she was settled, nestling in the crook of my left arm, I instructed her to open her legs and get comfortable. She felt so sexy, wriggling her warm body against me, and looked fucking good. Slim, firm young body, small, pert breasts with tiny brown nipples. Slender legs and a patch of wispy, brown pubes above a perfect pair of tiny pink lips, although they were looking redder and more swollen after the banging they’d had today. “Now, take the condom off. When I cum, I want to shoot my spunk all over your sweet boobs. If you like, you can taste a bit more, start getting more used to it.” She looked a little uncertain. “It’s OK, I won’t cum in your face or down your throat. I’d never do anything to upset or frighten you.” She smiled at me. “I know, Dave. I feel safe with you. You remind me of my dad when I was little and he’d cuddle me. I felt safe then.” Oh Fuck! I thought. Not what you want to hear when you’re fucking a sweet little thing young enough to be your own daughter! “Okay. Err… right, let’s get this off first.” I wriggled and squirmed and pulled and unrolled the condom, and it popped off. My cock was looking swollen and redder too. Hopefully the wife wouldn’t want fucking tonight. I’d be able to last forever, and she’d be sure to become suspicious. I put the thoughts out of my mind and gripped my cock with my right hand, and began to wank, slowly. “Now, tell me about playing with yourself last night.” Helen was watching my hand pumping rhythmically on my cock, clearly fascinated. “Have you never watched a man wank before?” “No, never. I walked in on my brother once when I was about fourteen and he must have been having a wank, because he had to hold a pillow over his lap and he shouted at me to get out.” “And watching me, what do you think? Do you like watching me wank?” “God, yes! It’s very sexy.” She hadn’t taken her eyes off it. I stopped wanking and pulled my foreskin back over the bell-end which was getting a bit rubbed. “Wow! Didn’t that hurt?” “No. My bell-end needs covering up so my hand doesn’t rub it too much.” I resumed wanking. “Now, tell me about you last night. I love a woman playing with herself. Did you do it as soon as you got into bed?” “Yeah. I couldn’t wait. I was so horny.” “So was your cunt wet?” She giggled. “It’s so naughty when you use that word.” “Well, you’ve got such a pretty cunt. The prettiest one I’ve ever seen.” She was pleased. “Do you think so?” “I know so. Now, tell what you were wearing in bed when you played with your sexy cunt.” She giggled again. “That little crop-top and my black knickers I’d been wearing for work.” “Mmmm, sexy. Go on.” “Well, I slipped my hand straight into my knickers, and started to stroke it.” “Stroke what?” “You know. My button.” “Your clit?” “Yes.” “Say it then. Tell me you stroked your clit.” “I… I stoked my clit.” “Mmmm, very sexy. Good girl. Go on, what next?” “Well, I was good and wet, but I sucked my finger, and then slid it down.” “Be specific. I want to hear you talk dirty to me. Tell me exactly what you touched.” She took a deep breath. “I slid my finger down my lips and into my hole. It was very wet.” “Tell me again, but I want to hear you use the word cunt. I want you to be really filthy and help me cum hard.” She looked briefly into my eyes, and then back at my cock. “I slid my finger down my lips and into my cunt. It was very wet.” I’d pumped my cock slightly faster while she spoke to show her how sexy I was finding her dirty talk. “Good girl. Why were you so wet?” “God, because I’d been thinking about you all night. About how you licked me, and how you fucked me.” “Good girl. Now tell me again about playing with your sweet cunt. How many fingers?” “Just one. Just my middle finger. When I’d slid it in and out a few times, I sucked it. I like to taste my juice.” “Use the c word. What juice? Tell me again.” I wanked faster as she said, “I used my middle finger in my cunt, and then I sucked my cunt juice off it. I love the taste.” “Good girl. Keep telling me.” “I like to slide my finger into my wet cunt hole and then rub it over my clit. I like to suck my cunt juice off my finger and then do it all again.” I was wanking harder. “Good girl. Show me how you do it. Play with your sweet cunt for me. Help me to cum hard.” She was obviously turned on, as she slid her hand straight down and began stroking her clit with little up and down movements, then slid her middle finger down between her lips, fumbled it around in her pussy for a few moments to wet it, and then slid it back up and over her clit and then back down into her cunt again. “Good girl. That’s so sexy watching you. Now, describe to me what you’re doing as you do it.” “Ohhh God! I’m rubbing my clit and my cunt lips and my cunt to get it wet with cunt juices. It’s so sexy. And so sexy being watched. I never thought I’d do this in front of anyone. I’m going to taste my cunt juice now.” I watched and wanked as she sucked her sweet wetness from her finger and started rubbing again, telling me, “I love to rub my cunt like this. I do it every night in bed, But I’ve never cum like I do with you. I never thought I could cum so much, and I’ve never felt so horny. Do you like me rubbing my cunt for you?” “God, yes! Let me have a taste.” She raised a wet, slimy finger to my lips and I sucked it into my mouth, tasting her divine juice. “Mmmmm.” We continued wanking, and it looked like I was going to beat her to an orgasm. I wanted to hold off, but short of stopping, I was going to shoot my load. “I’m going to cum,” I panted. “Oh, yeah, cum on me, babe,” breathed Helen, her finger speeding up. I wanked faster and stiffened and my cock twitched as each jet of spunk shot out of the end. I aimed at Helen’s delightful little boobs. Four or five splashes of sperm landed on her, and she shuddered in my arms, her closed eyes opening at the first shot, and I watched her watching my spunk splatter onto her chest as she frigged her clit. “Can you feel my warm, slippery spunk on you, Helen?” “Mmmm, yeah. Sexy.” “Would you like a little taste as you cum?” “Mmmm, God, yeah. So sexy” Her hand was a blur now, and I had to be quick to feed it to her before she came. I scooped a blob up with the fingers of my right hand, and held it to her lips. Her eyes were huge as she watched it approach, and she dutifully opened her mouth and allowed the two fingers to slip in, and I felt her lips close over them, and her tongue work on them as she sucked, and swallowed. I had kept my eyes locked on hers, and as my finger slipped out, I heard, felt and saw her start to cum, so I scooped up a couple more drops and as she did her usual “Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!” orgasm noises, I slipped my fingers into her mouth and muffled her cries as I felt her sucking the cum off my fingers. When her orgasm had subsided, I kissed her and asked her, “Good?” “Oh, GOD! YES! FANTASTIC! You’re amazing. I never dreamed I could cum so much.” “Here,” I scooped up some more spunk. “Be a good girl and finish it up.” She giggled and sucked my finger clean, and I scooped up and fed her that last few drops too. “Good girl Helen, you’ve eaten all my spunk. What a good little slut you are for me.” “I want to be your naughty slut. It’s so sexy.” “Well, I think you’ve learned very well today. I’ll teach you some more tomorrow. Would you like that?” “Oh God, yes please!” “OK, but more homework tonight for you after work. This time, I want you to masturbate in the toilet at work, and then again when you come home, but at home, I want you to put something inside your sexy pussy. Any object you like, but not your fingers. You can rub your clit though. You must cum in the loo at work and in bed. If you do, I’ve got a special treat for you tomorrow. Deal?” “God, you’re so bad. Okay, deal. What’s the treat?” “It’s a surprise. When you’ve told and shown me how you played, I’ll let you have it, OK?” “OK.” “Right, now we’d better clean up and I’ll get on with some work or your mum will wonder what I’ve been doing all day.” “God! I can’t wait for tomorrow!” Want to hear what Helen's surprise was?