Parents' Evenings from The Past

"Don't worry about me, I just want to look at you."

I lifted myself back beside her, my cock withdrawing and still erect. As it pressed against the side of her body she held it in one hand as we talked and kissed, her fingers, almost absent mindedly, slowly stroking it, lubricated by her own juices.

"That was winderful David, it's been so long, you were so very patient with me."

"You're a very sexy lady Debbie, I've looked at you from afar, and even in those parents' evening days, I wondered how it would be to make love to you."

"So now you know!"

Debbie's fingers had worked their magic, almost imperceptibly.

"Debbie, I think I'm going to cum now."

"Kiss me then."

As we began to kiss, Debbie's fingers were sliding over the head of my cock. My body tensed and my cock started to jerk. I felt my semen ejaculating over her hand, and over her hips. With a groan our kiss ended and I gasped, as I finished my orgasm.

Debbie giggled again, "This is very messy, I'd forgotten about that!"

I laughed too, "Hang on, I've got tissues."

It was nearly midnight, and Debbie guiltily told me that she had to go home.

"Daisy has probably guessed what we've been up to, but I'd better get back. Look David, I hope this wasn't a 'one off,' we've probably got to talk about it."

With that agreement the night was over. I slept in the sheets that had the perfume of our lovemaking, which, in the morning, reminded me of how delicious it had been.

The rest of the week went quietly, the weather stayed hot and it was no surprise when on Friday evening I smelt burning charcoal from Debbie's barbecue. I'd also noted another car on the drive with someone obviously visiting.

I was sitting outside sipping a beer when Debbie's voice called out over the fence.

"David, you doing anything? My sister's here, would you like to join us for a burger and a glass of wine?"

It sounded like a good idea so in minutes I'd changed and made my way round to her garden.

"Hi David," she greeted me with a kiss, and introduced me to her sister, who was a younger version of herself. "This is Michelle, my sister, she's here for the weekend."

We exchanged a brief kiss on the cheek, wine was poured, and while Debbie was attending to the barbecue, Michelle and I chatted.

We were interrupted by Daisy's appearance greeting me with a, "Hello Mr Wilson, you ok?"

I replied, "It's David, please Daisy, no formality," but my words drifted away somewhat by my staring at what she was wearing. Apart from a rather short mini skirt, she had on a white, fairly tight t-shirt and clearly no bra underneath. Her breasts and nipples were obvious to all.

Debbie looked over and was horrified.

"Daisy, can I have a word...over here."

Debbie's voice was actually quite measured, but Michelle looked at me, and raised her eyebrows, and mouthed the word 'kids.'

We could hear some of the whispered conversation, with bits like, 'you can see,' and, 'David's here,' and, 'embarrassing.'

Daisy was replying in much louder tones, saying, "He won't mind," and "there's nothing wrong with it." And then just before she flounced back indoors to put a bra on she said, "but you can fuck him, that's ok!"

Debbie was flushed when she looked at us.

"I'm so sorry you two, Daisy's having a strop, she possibly won't reappear!"

Michelle diplomatically changed the subject and also poured more wine. Daisy didn't come back, and so the rest of the barbecue continued until I made my apologies and went back home around 9.30pm, thanking Debbie and suggesting we ought to do it again soon at my place, while the weather stayed fine. That agreed I returned home, made some coffee, and sat out in the warm night air.

I heard Debbie and Michelle clearing away and then disappear indoors, they were chatting away, probably catching up. I'd just about finished my coffee and was enjoying the full moon lighting up the garden when the latch on the side gate sounded as though someone was trying to open it.

I'd not bolted it when I'd returned from Debbie's, and as I stood up to investigate, Daisy suddenly appeared from the side of the house.

"What on earth are you doing here Daisy," I whispered, "I wondered who on earth it was."

Immediately I saw that she was still dressed as she was earlier, and in the slightly cooler night air, her nipples stood out through the thin jersey fabric of her t-shirt.

"I just wanted to say sorry for earlier Mr Wilson."

This was awkward. Why should she bother to creep out from home, still exposing her very attractive 'chest' just to say 'sorry.'

"Thank you very much Daisy...and it's David please...but you must go back home, if your mum finds out, there'll be hell to pay...not only for you but for me too!"

"So you did fuck her?"

"Er...look Daisy...erm...well...that's between me and your mum."

"Would you fuck me?"

My blood ran cold.

"Jesus Daisy...now for god's sake go home...if you want to talk...let's do it in the daytime...and with your mum knowing about it...now go...please!"

With common sense prevailing Daisy replied, "Ok...I'll go...but I want an answer," and frozen to the spot I watched her step towards me, kiss me on the cheek, but very deliberately rub her breasts against my shirt, and then she disappeared back home.

I sank back down into my seat, in the light of the moon, wondering how I would negotiate all this.

Michelle went home on Sunday afternoon, I saw her drive off and it was no surprise when Debbie came round, and we both sat outside in my garden.

"It was good to see Michelle, we only meet up a couole of times a year and at Christmas, but I'm sorry about Daisy, she decided to show off to her auntie, and you I guess."

"No worries, probably the influence of those other two, Caitlin and Jade."

"Hmmmmmm, possibly, but she knows we slept together," Debbie thought for a moment, "do you think she could be jealous, of her mum I mean?"

"Of you having sex, or of you having sex with me?"

Laughing, Debbie scoffed, "God I really don't know which!"

"Has she had sex?"

"Ahhh, good question, I do know the answer and it's yes. Last year on holiday, a young lad, I had to give her 'the talk' about condoms etc. that's the only one I know about anyway."

"Well I tried not to stare, but it was difficult," I tried to laugh it off.

"Yes, after last week I don't want you teaching her anything about sex, she doesn't need any 'masterclasses."

"Do you want lesson two?"

"Stop it David, I've got to get back, it will set Daisy off again if I'm gone long."

"We'd better be quick then."

Debbie looked startled when I stood up, took her hand and pulled her into the lounge, shutting the patio door behind us.

"David, you're awful... we mustn't."

"We must."

I'd already slipped my hand beneath her top and was massaging her breasts under her bra.

"Stop it... David!"

My hand went from her breasts directly down and I lifted her skirt, my fingers pulling aside her panties, Her pussy was moist, and in seconds my finger tips had found her clit.

"Oh god, you sod...!"

"Bend over the armchair, quick."

As Debbie bent over, I tugged her panties halfway down, and now she was in a hurry to step out of them.

Spreading her legs, her wet pussy exposed, I unzipped myself. My cock was already erect and Debbie's ass was just the right height. In one movement I was inside her.

"Ohhhhh... fuck! David! Ok...ok...please I want you to cum inside me this time... fuck me... go on!"

This was a spontaneous fuck, in a hurry, in need. The sound of my thighs slapping against Debbie's buttocks echoed round the room, accompanied by my verbal grunts, and her intermittent moans and expletives.

"I'm going to cum," I shouted, and started to pulse deep into her cunt.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a movement. Still in the throws of ejaculation, there, framed in the small side window of the lounge, was Daisy's face, staring in, watching.

For a fraction of a second our eyes met, me inside her mum, Daisy fascinated by her mum prostrate over an armchair. And then she disappeared, back home.

"David, I really could feel your cum shooting... wow!"

Guiltily I stepped back, my cock still oozing spunk. Debbie stood up, picking up her panties, and we just looked at each other.

"Maybe that was a bit much," I muttered as I was zipping myself up.

"No, we needed to do that, but if I don't go Daisy will come searching, and god knows what would happen then."

I daren't tell Debbie that we'd already been seen. Would Daisy say anything, I wondered?

Debbie slipped her panties back on murmuring that my cum was dribbling out of her pussy. We giggled and we hugged each other, and Debbie left to go back next door.

It was teatime, and I was slightly bemused by the events of the weekend, and was trying to collect my thoughts.

I made a sandwich and started to think about Daisy and what her mindset was. I wondered if she had a boyfriend, and how friendly she actually was with Caitlin and Jade.

I watched a movie which was longer than expected and took a bath, before coming downstairs just before midnight to have a small whisky while I was cooling down.

Sitting in the lounge I noticed the security light come on at the back of the house. I knew sometimes a fox could set the sensor off and although I wasn't too alarmed I sat quietly and waited for it to switch off.

Suddenly there was a tap, tap, tap from the patio door. I looked up and there was Daisy, peering in, trying to make out if I was there.

I went up to the door, but didn't open it, and I mouthed, "What do you want, is everything ok?"

Of course, neither of us could understand what the other was saying, so unlocking the door, Daisy stepped inside, clutching her phone in one hand.

As soon as I saw her in the light from the table lamp, I knew I'd made a mistake, all the danger signs were there. Daisy was wearing her mini skirt, and the white top, without a bra that Debbie had made her change out of.

"Thank you Mr Wilson, I just had to talk to you."

"Couldn't it wait until tomorrow, rather than here at midnight?"

I felt rather uncomfortable in my bathrobe, with only pyjama shorts on underneath, so I stayed standing and backed away a bit from her, before adding, "What couldn't wait?"

"What I saw earlier... you and mum, well... fucking. I didn't want you to tell her I'd seen you both."

Daisy moved towards me, so I retreated into the kitchen.

"Well I haven't told her you saw us, and if you don't, she'll never know, so it won't be a problem, but if she wakes up and finds you here, there will be a bloody massive problem, so I think you ought to go back now."

I was leaning back against the sink, and Daisy came up close to me again. Her nipples were clearly visible, poking out, underneath the fabric of her t-shirt. This whole thing was becoming awkward.

I moved to one side and went back into the lounge, it must have been evident to Daisy that I was trying to keep my distance, and all the while I was thinking of what would happen if Debbie woke up and found Daisy's bed empty.

And then I made my second mistake.

I pulled out one of the high backed, chairs at the table and sat down. Daisy had, again, followed me from the kitchen back into the dimly lit lounge.

"Look Daisy, go back home now, before it's too late, and we can chat tomorrow. If you want to talk without your mum knowing I'm sure we can meet up somewhere, a coffee shop or something."

Daisy put her phone down on the table beside us, and before I could escape from the chair she placed her feet either side of my thighs and sat down on my lap, straddling me.

"For fucks sake Daisy, please get off, this is madness, now get up."

I didn't want to 'manhandle' her, but her arms had looped around my shoulders and her hands clasped each other on top of the chair back, behind my neck, so that even when I tried to lift her arms up and away, I couldn't really shift her very much.

"Mr Wilson, let's hope mum doesn't come looking through that little window, like I did!"

"Daisy... PLEASE!"

I was beginning to panic, I could see Daisy's nipples right in front of me, I could feel her ass on my lap, and she was beginning to move it back and forth.

"Do you know I'm not wearing panties," she said, wanting a reaction.

"Oh fuck," I groaned as the situation seemed to get worse by the second. "Please Daisy, this will end in tears... please."

She pushed down on me, rubbing her crotch, almost twerking against me, and of course my cock started to react.

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to lift her off me, but when I put my hands on her waist it was bare skin where her t-shirt had ridden up.

That was the moment I surrendered. My fingers slid upwards until they found her breasts, and I was able to feel those nipples standing out.

Daisy sensed my weakness, and took her hands from behind my neck and undid my bathrobe tie. Lifting herself up slightly she tugged the bathrobe apart. It was at that moment I should have escaped the chair, but Daisy's fingers had found my cock and pulled it through the opening of my shorts.

Holding it upright, she lowered herself down onto me.

"Oh fuck Daisy... shit, this is wrong...for god's sake... what are we doing?"

"We're fucking, Mr Wilson, we're fucking."

The feeling of sliding inside her tight pussy was bliss.

As soon as I was deep inside her she relaxed her weight totally onto my lap.

"Oh god!" I said, gasping, and she knew I was gone.

She became impatient, she began by moving her hips forward and back, grinding against me. I was gently stroking her back, up and down her spine, with one hand, and squeezing and caressing her breasts and nipples with the other.

Her hips moved faster, and changed from going forwards and backwards to a circular motion, and then back again.

Suddenly I had a reality check, "Shit Daisy, I'm not wearing anything...Jesus!"

"Don't worry... don't worry, I'm taking the pill... please don't worry."

My heartrate had gone through the roof. When I calmed down, Daisy was beginning to breathe more quickly. I was strangely composed, wanting her to get to where she wanted, so that we could finish, and she could return home with no one the wiser.

"Mr Wilson... I think I'm going to cum..." she suddenly said, in a panic.

"Slowly, take your time, don't rush."

Her rapid breathing changed to rhythmic gasps, and when she started to repeatedly say, "oh god... oh god... oh god..." I knew that she was there.

I had been concentrating on observing Daisy's pleasure that my own crept up on me. When she finally orgasmed, her pussy produced so many little pulses around my cock that it erupted without warning, shooting spurt after spurt deep into Daisy's cunt.

Her eyes suddenly opened wide in front of my face, and with an expression of surprise, she said, "Oh fuck... god that feeling... fuck...Mr Wilson...!"

She slumped down on my chest, and whispered a quiet, "Thank you."

I'm not sure how appropriate that was, but I became anxious for her to get back home.

"Now go Daisy, that was totally wrong and you know it, but for goodness sake keep it to yourself, and just hope you can get back indoors without waking your mum."

She kissed me, and stood up, leaving my wet, shrinking cock in my lap. She picked up her phone, and left.

I waited for at least twenty minutes before I moved, just praying I'd hear nothing, and I didn't... thank god.

The next time I saw either of them, they were together, going out to the supermarket, and I was just pleased that nothing had surfaced about Daisy's midnight visit.

However I was about to be given a rude awakening, in the form of a telephone call from Christine, Jade's mum.

"Hi David, I think there's a problem looming, for you possibly."

"Oh!" I wondered what was coming.

"Can we meet up to talk about it, do you want to come round here, I know you're seeing Debbie and I don't want her to think I'm... well you know."

"Yes, ok,,,, you've got me worried now, when can I come?"

"This morning, if you're free, is that ok?"

"Ok, where are you exactly?"

Christine explained, and I drove to her house with a fear building inside me.

"Come on in, it's good to see you again, we never had that coffee, but I guess we've probably both been busy."

Christine had a comfortable house, we sat in the lounge, looking out onto a large garden, with a patio, and a hot tub on one side.

"You've got me worried Christine, " I repeated my concern.

I wasn't prepared for what came next.

"I think you probably should be." Christine's face had a mixture of puzzlement and intrigue.

"I'm afraid my Jade, and Caitlin as well, have been up to their tricks."

It was my turn to look puzzled.

"You've probably realised they can manipulate people, I'm sorry to say they've been at it again!"

I still didn't see where this was going, I was desperately trying to understand if they had somehow let the cat out of the bag about our session together.

"Listen to this."

Christine picked up her phone and pressed the screen a few times and let it play.

It was my voice, "Shit Daisy, I'm not wearing anything... Jesus!"

Then Daisy's voice, "Don't worry... don't worry, I'm taking the pill... please don't worry."

And then there were the sounds of Daisy breathing, the sound of a sqeaking chair...

"Oh god, switch it off...please!"

I sat with my head in my hands, "Fuck!" and Christine stared at me.

"Well, I was shocked too, and then I wasn't, this has Jade and Caitlin's fingerprints all over it. I overheard them giggling over this, I heard a bit of it, and sort of recognised your voice, I insisted they copied it to me. I've sworn them to keep it to themselves, I couldn't get them to delete it though."

"Shit, Daisy has taken me for a mug, this will finish me with her mum."

"If that's the intention, I'm not entirely sure, it may just be a 'dare,' who knows with kids these days."

"In that case, we have to get it deleted, both from Jade and Caitlin's phone, and Daisy's, is that possible? surely they wouldn't use it to... well, blackmail me?"

"No, at least I hope not, we'd be back with the Tracey situation and her using those photos of me. Leave them up to me, but I'm not sure about Daisy?"

I sighed, "We'll see, Jade might lean on her to delete it, will you let me know, whatever happens!"

"Of course I will," Christine sort of chuckled, "you ain't half made it difficult for yourself, haven't you," and then she added, "but I guess I've given into temptation just the same, a few times!"

I shrugged and grunted, "Hmmmm."

"C'mon, would you like a cuppa? Tea or coffee?"

"Coffee please, if you don't mind."

I followed Christine into the kitchen and sat at her breakfast bar.

"I must admit David, I listened to that recording a few times over, Daisy seemed to enjoy it a lot!"

"Oh stop it Christine, don't tease me, sure it was a bit surreal, but should I have been fucking someone young enough to be my grand daughter?"

"Age is just a number, and she got a lesson from a real master it seems."

"I said stop it, you're really embarrassing me now!"

Christine put the mug down in front of me, and sat down beside me.

"I'm still nearly two decades younger than you, and I'm still learning."

"You're flirting with me now Christine, I'm so mixed up with women at the moment, a lot's been going on."

"All I can say is grab it while you can, have fun, I do now."

The look in Christine's eyes meant only one thing, but I wasn't sure about anything. She knew it, so gave me the option.

"Let's see if we can resolve this with these awful kids. Come round tomorrow and see if anything more has happened, we'll spend some time in the hot tub if you like, bring your swim shorts, how does that sound? Jade is out all day, we won't be disturbed, and you won't need to tell Debbie." She winked.

Parents' Evenings from The Past

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