334 - Babysitting Cindy Part 3
It was a cheerful atmosphere which was great for a Sunday evening and Helen and Cindy both joked about having me as a sitter that was able to help with homework, I’m gusto gushing this wasn’t the most intelligent family on the planet and then Helen asked the million dollar question.. “So what homework did you have today sweetheart?” She asked as she turned her head towards her daughter, there was an awkward silence and Cindy looked across at me and I could see on her face that she felt uncomfortable lying to her mother..
I sat there with baited breath waiting to hear what she’d say and even widened my knees a little just to add some spice, Helen looked over at me and could see the rising of my robe before I saw a confused look on her face as she turned back to her daughter who seemed reluctant to answer, Cindy looked at me and I saw her eyes dropping, she had a far better view up my robe than her mother did and as I winked at her she took that as permission to partly speak the truth..
“It was all about the reproductive system mummy, Mikie was a great help in explaining it to me but I got to be honest, it’s all very complicated mummy” she said softly as she stuttered her words.. her mother looked visibly shocked that her daughter was given such a sensitive subject at her age..
Helen looked back across at me and I couldn’t help my now visible arousal showing and I was curious as to what her reaction would be, there was another moments silence as Helen processed the information deciding on the best way to react, she took another gulp of her drink..
“Oh wow.. my *********** is growing up.. I’m so thankful to you Mikie for helping her with such a sensitive subject.. (she glanced down at my bulge).. you look well equipped to be of great help to Cindy, I can think of nobody better” she said which did surprise me but I was thinking that in their culture and from what Helen told me this morning Cindy was at the perfect age to learn this subject..
“What is it that you’re still struggling with sweetheart?” she asked as she looked back at her daughter interested in seeing if she needed further help before her test, I was amazed that she wanted to continue the conversation and I think Cindy was a little confused and surprised at her mothers attitude too.. she had to think about what to say as neither of us wanted to tell the whole story..
“Um.. some of the wording is a bit complicated mummy” she said softly as she continued having a confused look, her eyes widened as she kept her focus on my subtle exposure..
“I understand things like penis and vagina mummy but I get confused with how the penis grows and what’s that word when that stuff shoots out” she said excitedly looking up at me for the answer, I was hesitant to say but could see that Helen was interested in my response…
“That’s called ejaculation Cindy and the penis grows when a state of arousal occurs which can happen for a variety of reasons” I said in the best tone I could muster and I think even when seemed more interested, maybe she was learning too as I was guessing things had been thrust upon her at an early age without too much explanation..
“The correct term for the growing and hardening of the penis is an erection, sometimes called a boner” I added as they both looked at each other, “Oh wow Mikie, you explain it so well.. even I didn’t know the correct terms.. does that help Cindy” she said enthusiastically as she looked across at her still confused daughter.. “I think so mummy, I think I wrote it down when Mikie explained it all to me” she said in response as she reached into her satchel for her notebook..
“Ah yes mummy, here it is, I wrote it all down” she said smiling without disclosing exactly what she’d written, her mother looked pleased that she’d taken her homework seriously and looked over at me as she finished her drink.. “Would you like some more Helen or are you having to rush off?” I said and she looked across at Cindy and she picked up her glass and emptied it.. “I likes it here mummy, can we stay a bit longer.. please mummy” she said eagerly and her mother wasn’t going to let her down, it was a good atmosphere.. “I guess we’ll have another then Mikie, thank you so much” she said as I stood up and stepped over, her eyes immediately dropped to my visible flagpole which had lifted up the front of my robe.. her smiling face was plain to see as she stared at my rising bulge, I took her glass and walked across to get Cindy’s.. “It’s such a shame that in our culture it’s forbidden to engage with people outside of it” she said which I found funny as it’s bolting the door after the horse has run, who would know anyway but I think it’s right that she made the point.. I quickly filled up their glasses and could hear them talking in their native tongue which went right over my head but with a few giggles I knew it couldn’t be bad, at least they were staying a little longer..
As I returned putting Cindy’s glass down on the desk I wandered across to Helen to give her hers, “We were just discussing what Cindy wanted as a gift from you Mikie, she says she needed new underwear, would you be able to pick some up for her tomorrow then she can have it when she comes after school” she asked as she again glanced down at my pulsing bulge, I didn’t want to play too much on it so slowly backed up back into my chair.. “I’m sure you’ll be able to find some nice ones for her” she added taking a sip of her drink and as she reached across to put it on the side table her legs widened giving me a much better view of her knickers, made me think how pungent they would be after a days cleaning..
“I’d be glad to do that Helen, I know a couple of shops in town that sell nice underwear but I have to warn you that it’s an English tradition that she’d have to try them on and show me how they look.. what size is she?” I asked not wanting to get them wrong, that would be a disaster.. Helen looked over at Cindy and they both looked puzzled.. “OMG Mikie, I have no idea.. and of course we have to follow your traditions too, You won’t mind trying them on for Mikie?” she asked turning her head and Cindy smiled.. “Of course mummy, we have to observe cultures” she said excitedly.. but we still didn’t know the size..
“I have an idea, the size should be on the label, I’d be happy to go have a look for you” I said glancing across under the desk as Cindy’s legs which were still apart, Helen looked at me smiling, “That’s not a bad idea Mikie, a mother should know these things but I’m sorry to have to put you to any inconvenience” she said a little apologetically but it was all alright.. “It’s no bother Helen, I can squeeze under the desk and have a look around, not totally sure where the label is but I’ll find it” I replied as I stood up getting ready for my challenge, my cock had now grown to full erection and Helen didn’t waste any time in noticing.. nor I might add, did Cindy…
I quickly got down on my knees ready to get under the desk again and just happened to glance behind me to see Helen inching up the sofa to get closer to me, “OMG Mikie, you robe sir.. it’s risen up showing your bottom” she gasped with a giggle and there wasn’t really anything I could do about that apart from widening my legs to get a better balance and as I inched further I pushed Cindy’s legs wider showing her now ell placed knickers bulging with her puffy pussy and pubic hair..
“Any luck yet sir, can you see it yet” Helen asked as I heard her getting off the sofa and kneeling behind me and I can only assume she was trying to monitor what was happening under the desk.. “No, not yet but I have an idea.. maybe if I can reach up and pull them down a bit it will give me better access..” I said as I felt Helen’s hands trying to pull my robe down at the back without much success.. “Oooh ok Mikie, take your time, we need to get that information” Helen said as I felt her hands running across my arse cheeks and down between my legs cupping my balls and giving them a gentle squeeze.. I could feel her other hand widening my cheek exposing my dark shaded ring, “Mmm, this is so nice” she sighed from behind me as I pushed my hand up inside Cindy’s unbuttoned skirt fumbling for the waistband, my head pushing against her pungent gusset causing her to moan softly and I had to be mindful that she could clearly see what her mother was doing with my arse..
I must say that there wasn’t a lot of room under the desk and as I arched my back I could feel Helen’s breath against my hole which had now become fully exposed and then I felt the hand cupping my balls pushing further between my legs and her fingers wrapping around my throbbing shaft just as her warm tongue made contact with my ring.. “Wow mummy, that’s funny” Cindy sighed softly as she saw her mother rimming me and knew from first hand experience what it felt like but to see her mother doing it to someone who could be her son made her giggle, she couldn’t see what her hand was doing though..
With my face still pushed against Cindy’s pungent crotch I eased my fingers into the waistband of her knickers and with a bit of help from Cindy raising her arse up I was able to pull them down to the top of her thighs leaving her hairy minge totally exposed, her aroma and her mothers tongue where making my head spin.. now where’s that damn label..
I now had her stretched panties under my chin and my face pushed up hard into her hairy crotch and I have to say with her mother behind me I was finding breathing a little difficult, her tongue was gigging in and her slow wanking action on my cock was making my body tremble but I still had a job to do and as my tongue explored Cindy’s hanging labia I tried running my fingers around the waistband feeling for the label, could I get this before Helen makes me shoot my load..
i eventually down the label at the back and even pulling it up between her legs it was impossible for me to see the damn thing in the gloomy lighting, “I found it girls, but I can’t read it.. I think I’m gonna have to pull them off” I announced and as I eased myself backwards I get Helen’s tongue still in my crack.. “Here, let me help you Mikie” she said pulling back and releasing the grip on my cock and grabbing my hips to assist in pulling me out and with my fingers still holding Cindy’s panties they soon came down her legs allowing me a better look at the worn label..
I raised up allowing my robe to fall back down with Cindy’s soiled knickers in my hand and as they both looked at me I couldn’t resist holing her smelly gusset up to my nose and taking a deep sniff, my god.. my head spun around and I got dizzy but the look on the girls faces was priceless.. “What are you doing Mikie, is that another English tradition” Helen asked in amazement and I couldn’t resist my answer as I took another deep sniff.. “Oh yes Helen, smelling of underwear is a tradition that forms a close bond.. it allows the scent to get into the recipient’s body” I replied as Cindy looked up at me in amazement, Helen looked at her soiled knickers as I opened them up to look at the label..
“My god sweetheart, you do need new underwear” she gasped seeing the drying out cum stains in the gusset, I do t think she quite realised what they were either which was enlightening.. I grabbed the label and focused my eyes on it.. “Ahh.. it looks like size 8 to me, and there’s a big ‘S’ there too.. I think that’s enough information” I said handing her knickers to Helen for a second opinion.. she confirmed my assessment.. “Yes, you’re right.. how about you take them with you tomorrow.. better safe than sorry” she said handing them back to me, Cindy looked confused as she was now left without panties.. “Good idea Helen.. these are only fit for the bin really” I said in agreement as I got to my feet with both of them now looking at my throbbing erection still hidden under my robe..
I went back to my chair and sat down feeling the wetness of Helen’s arse licking but it actually felt pretty good and as I looked under the desk I could clearly see Cindy’s hairiness between her legs, it didn’t seem to bother her having no panties on and even her mother noticed me looking and as she sat her leg down again reaching across for her drink and widening her legs at the same time I had an idea that maybe I should form a similar bond the her too..
“I know how serious you both are to uphold your culture and I am of similar vein, I think it would be a good idea to uphold our English tradition with you too Helen” I said with a cheeky grin as she sat back up straight, she looked over at her daughters soiled panties on the arm of my chair and knew exactly what I was talking about, she looked hesitant but I could see that she didn’t want to go against tradition..
“Oh course sir, I cannot go against your wishes” she said hesitantly knowing that it was also forbidden to have any sexual contact with anyone outside their culture, I needed to reassure her.. “Of course this is in no way sexual Helen, it is purely a bonding process, actually if you take them off for me I can take them with me tomorrow too and buy you something while I’m at the shop” I said excitedly to soften the blow, Helen looked gobsmacked as she contemplated removing her underwear, maybe she was embarrassed that she’d had them on all day cleaning but she looked happy at my suggestion.. “Oh really Mikie, I do need some new ones, and I can try them on when I pick Cindy up tomorrow so your traditions are upheld” she said excitedly as she reached up inside her tunic inadvertently popping open the bottom button, I looked across at Cindy who was sitting teasingly with her legs parted and a somewhat confused look on her face watching her mother pulling down her little white panties.. “Oh I do love your traditions sir” she said grinning, “Do you have more traditions” she asked as her mother handed me her soiled underwear.. “Oh there are many” I replied with a cheeky smile knowing that most of them I hadn’t even thought of yet..
They both watched as I opened up Helen’s knickers seeing similar stains on the damp gusset which was probably the aftermath of our earlier fuck and Helen did look a little pensive as I held them up to my face taking a deep sniff and OMG you could tell she’d been working hard today, not only were they pungent like her daughters but I could smell the semen in the stains.. WOW!!
“These are fantastic Helen, I’m really feeling your scent” I said taking another deep sniff feeling my head spinning and my cock pulsing under my robe.. Helen looked down at it so I thought it better to explain, “As you can probably see performing this tradition can sometimes force the penis into an erect state, don’t worry.. it’s nothing sexual and something that should be taken as a compliment” I said reassuringly as I took one last sniff while they were fresh.. “Oh that’s perfectly alright Mikie, I think we both see it in a good way” Helen replied and as she reached across to get her drink she widened her legs showing off her hairy minge, I had two lovely pussies to stare at now.. I looked at the label, “Ah yes, yours are a 10 Helen, that should be easy enough” I said smiling as I finally put them down on top of Cindy’s…
That was my shopping trip sorted out and they were both excited at what I might buy them and I was certainly looking forward to the try on session tomorrow, let’s hope I get it right although the shop I had in mind had assistants to help so I wasn’t unduly worried..
Helen looked over as she put her half empty glass back down showing me another flash of her pussy, “So Mikie, I’m very keen to learn of countries traditions and cultures, what other traditions do you like to practice, I’m sure you’re a great believer like we are to our culture” she asked with a genuine interest and even Cindy perked up wanting to know more, I needed to get this right as it was obvious that they were in no hurry to leave…
I suggested that Cindy come and sit on the sofa next to her mother as then I’d only have one direction to look plus I needed to buy a few minutes to think of a good tradition and as Cindy came over I could see she’d made no attempt to do her skirt up and it was held by only the top two buttons..
“Kissing is a great tradition girls, it is a positive sign of friendship and affection to the other person or in your case, people” I said thinking what is the worst that can happen here, Cindy again looked confused.. “Oh I never kissed anyone before” she said looking at her mother, Helen looked at me as her eyes widened, “Oh yes, I’d read about that somewhere Mikie, I think that’s a good tradition” she said which surprised me and as she looked down at my bulging robe again a little smile came across her face.. “As Cindy hasn’t kissed before maybe we should go first Helen, I must stress that we have to be really close and it’s ok to put arms around each other” I suggested as I stood up and both of them watched my bulge swinging as I stepped over holding out my arms to help Helen to her feet..
As I pulled her up closer I looked into her glazed eyes and could see she was still a little sceptical but as our bodies touched and she felt my rock hard penis pressing against her I saw a look of surprise in her eyes, our faces were almost touching and as she placed her hands around the small of my back I did the same although mine did go a little lower which she soon copied.. “Now just be natural Helen, it’s nothing sexual just a show of friendship” I said as our lips met and as I forced my tongue out she opened her mouth to receive it, our body’s locked together and I couldn’t feel my throbbing cock pulsing against her, her hands dropped and I could feel her trying to raise the back of my robe right in front of her daughter, I decided to reciprocate and very soon we both had hold of each others arse cheeks as our tongues searched out each others mouths..
Helen seemed a little more eager to get her fingers into my crack which was still wet from earlier and as we started to play tonsil tennis which I have to say was getting rather passionate I could resist a gentle grind with my hips forcing my boner harder into her stomach, if only she was a couple of inches taller I’d have hit the jackpot..
We must’ve been kissing for at least 10 minutes and had completely forgotten about little Cindy, “Mummy, can I have a turn now” she said rather quickly impatiently reminding us of her existence which did force us to break gently free and both catching our breath.. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I didn’t realise it was such a long process.. of course you can have a turn now” she said as she sat down taking deep breaths and as Cindy now stood there was one major issue that we needed to overcome.. Cindy was at least a foot shorter than me and not only that but the tie on my robe was only just keeping it together and I didn’t know how long it would hold out.. I grabbed the foot stool and as her mother widened her legs to accommodate I gently lifted Cindy up and she was now at the perfect height, she looked at me nervously as I closed in pressing my penis against her, “That’s good now Cindy, now reach around and hold me and I’ll do the same, just relax” I said softly knowing her mother was sitting right behind her..
As she pushed her arms around me she must’ve been watching her mother earlier as her hands went up inside my robe grabbing my arse cheeks seemingly pulling me closer and with her now being at the perfect height my penis somehow slipped between her legs and as I reached around lifting up her skirt I heard her mother gasping and giggling as I was sure that she could see the end of my dick sticking out..
Cindy closed her eyes as our lips met and as I opened my mouth she was quick to insert her tongue allowing me to give it a gentle suck and as my cock pulsed between her legs I could feel the pressure as the shaft pressed against her lips and as I glanced down at her mother sitting there is could see her twitching hands on her knees watching me squeezing her daughters arse cheeks, I was curious to see if she’d get involved.. “Oh you’re doing that so well sweetheart, maybe mummy can help” she said softly as I felt her hands reaching up and sliding under my cock towards my balls adding extra pressure causing her daughter to let out a muffled moan as our mouths embraced passionately..
For someone who allegedly hasn’t kissed before I’d say that Cindy was picking it up rather well and the feeling of our tongues intermingling was distracting me from her mummy’s hand which was fumbling down between my legs and seemed to be trying to manoeuvre my penis harder against her daughters pussy, surely she wasn’t trying to get me in side her.. oh yes she was!!!
I don’t know how it came about but all of a sudden one of Cindy’s legs came up around my waist and with me gripping her arse cheeks it was quickly followed by the other one and with her mother now holding onto my dick I very soon felt myself entering her, our kiss seemed to get more passionate as we both let out muffled moans at the drastic change of position and with the footstool now redundant I saw out of the corner of my eye that Helen had pushed it aside and had gotten down on her knees to get a closer look at my cock slipping into Cindy’s hairy muff.. a bit strange but what the hell..
This was a bit new to me, maybe it was an Indian custom to watch your daughter being fucked while kissing passionately but I certainly wasn’t complaining as Cindy wasn’t heavy and it wasn’t like I was thrusting but with her mummy’s hands moving around to my arse cheeks again her head was getting very close to where the action was taking place and I could feel her breath on my shaft as it slid slowly inside of her and then I felt her tongue going all over the place and from Cindy’s reaction it wasn’t just me that she was licking.. Helen was really making herself out to be some kind of sex crazed nymphomaniac using her forbidden culture as a platform to ply her subconscious.. I was loving it and from the slurping sounds coming from down there I think she was too.. “Oh god this is good, wow” she gasped as the passion got the better of her daughter and I felt her juices starting to flow and as Helen’s tongue flicked around my hanging bollocks I knew that they weren’t being wasted..
All good things have to come to an end and we’d been kissing to quite a while and eventually Cindy had to pull back to avoid her passing out through lack of air, this changed the whole momentum of proceedings as her mother pulled back not wanting to be caught in a compromising position with her tongue up her daughters arsehole and as we both gasped for some air I lowered her down back onto the floor, her smile was infectious as her glazed eyes finally opened focusing on what the hell was going on..
“That’s a good tradition isn’t it sweetheart?” her mother said as I quickly fastened up my robe a little concerned that they’d both had a lot of drink and I was pretty sure they didn’t really know what was going on, even I was a little confused myself with there perceived innocence but I knew I still had tomorrow to come once I’d bought them some new underwear..
It took a few minutes to regain some kind of normality and I still had a boner but time was getting on now and I couldn’t see that with school in the morning they had to get going..
“We really have to go now Mikie, Cindy will be round just after 3 tomorrow and I’ll pick her up around 6ish, is that alright?” Helen asked as they got their stuff together leaving me with their soiled panties, shopping tomorrow was going to be fun..
“That’s fine.. see you tomorrow sweetie” I said giving Cindy a sneaky kiss on the forehead and could see she was looking forward to tomorrow, it would certainly be interesting to see what she remembers..
I sat there with baited breath waiting to hear what she’d say and even widened my knees a little just to add some spice, Helen looked over at me and could see the rising of my robe before I saw a confused look on her face as she turned back to her daughter who seemed reluctant to answer, Cindy looked at me and I saw her eyes dropping, she had a far better view up my robe than her mother did and as I winked at her she took that as permission to partly speak the truth..
“It was all about the reproductive system mummy, Mikie was a great help in explaining it to me but I got to be honest, it’s all very complicated mummy” she said softly as she stuttered her words.. her mother looked visibly shocked that her daughter was given such a sensitive subject at her age..
Helen looked back across at me and I couldn’t help my now visible arousal showing and I was curious as to what her reaction would be, there was another moments silence as Helen processed the information deciding on the best way to react, she took another gulp of her drink..
“Oh wow.. my *********** is growing up.. I’m so thankful to you Mikie for helping her with such a sensitive subject.. (she glanced down at my bulge).. you look well equipped to be of great help to Cindy, I can think of nobody better” she said which did surprise me but I was thinking that in their culture and from what Helen told me this morning Cindy was at the perfect age to learn this subject..
“What is it that you’re still struggling with sweetheart?” she asked as she looked back at her daughter interested in seeing if she needed further help before her test, I was amazed that she wanted to continue the conversation and I think Cindy was a little confused and surprised at her mothers attitude too.. she had to think about what to say as neither of us wanted to tell the whole story..
“Um.. some of the wording is a bit complicated mummy” she said softly as she continued having a confused look, her eyes widened as she kept her focus on my subtle exposure..
“I understand things like penis and vagina mummy but I get confused with how the penis grows and what’s that word when that stuff shoots out” she said excitedly looking up at me for the answer, I was hesitant to say but could see that Helen was interested in my response…
“That’s called ejaculation Cindy and the penis grows when a state of arousal occurs which can happen for a variety of reasons” I said in the best tone I could muster and I think even when seemed more interested, maybe she was learning too as I was guessing things had been thrust upon her at an early age without too much explanation..
“The correct term for the growing and hardening of the penis is an erection, sometimes called a boner” I added as they both looked at each other, “Oh wow Mikie, you explain it so well.. even I didn’t know the correct terms.. does that help Cindy” she said enthusiastically as she looked across at her still confused daughter.. “I think so mummy, I think I wrote it down when Mikie explained it all to me” she said in response as she reached into her satchel for her notebook..
“Ah yes mummy, here it is, I wrote it all down” she said smiling without disclosing exactly what she’d written, her mother looked pleased that she’d taken her homework seriously and looked over at me as she finished her drink.. “Would you like some more Helen or are you having to rush off?” I said and she looked across at Cindy and she picked up her glass and emptied it.. “I likes it here mummy, can we stay a bit longer.. please mummy” she said eagerly and her mother wasn’t going to let her down, it was a good atmosphere.. “I guess we’ll have another then Mikie, thank you so much” she said as I stood up and stepped over, her eyes immediately dropped to my visible flagpole which had lifted up the front of my robe.. her smiling face was plain to see as she stared at my rising bulge, I took her glass and walked across to get Cindy’s.. “It’s such a shame that in our culture it’s forbidden to engage with people outside of it” she said which I found funny as it’s bolting the door after the horse has run, who would know anyway but I think it’s right that she made the point.. I quickly filled up their glasses and could hear them talking in their native tongue which went right over my head but with a few giggles I knew it couldn’t be bad, at least they were staying a little longer..
As I returned putting Cindy’s glass down on the desk I wandered across to Helen to give her hers, “We were just discussing what Cindy wanted as a gift from you Mikie, she says she needed new underwear, would you be able to pick some up for her tomorrow then she can have it when she comes after school” she asked as she again glanced down at my pulsing bulge, I didn’t want to play too much on it so slowly backed up back into my chair.. “I’m sure you’ll be able to find some nice ones for her” she added taking a sip of her drink and as she reached across to put it on the side table her legs widened giving me a much better view of her knickers, made me think how pungent they would be after a days cleaning..
“I’d be glad to do that Helen, I know a couple of shops in town that sell nice underwear but I have to warn you that it’s an English tradition that she’d have to try them on and show me how they look.. what size is she?” I asked not wanting to get them wrong, that would be a disaster.. Helen looked over at Cindy and they both looked puzzled.. “OMG Mikie, I have no idea.. and of course we have to follow your traditions too, You won’t mind trying them on for Mikie?” she asked turning her head and Cindy smiled.. “Of course mummy, we have to observe cultures” she said excitedly.. but we still didn’t know the size..
“I have an idea, the size should be on the label, I’d be happy to go have a look for you” I said glancing across under the desk as Cindy’s legs which were still apart, Helen looked at me smiling, “That’s not a bad idea Mikie, a mother should know these things but I’m sorry to have to put you to any inconvenience” she said a little apologetically but it was all alright.. “It’s no bother Helen, I can squeeze under the desk and have a look around, not totally sure where the label is but I’ll find it” I replied as I stood up getting ready for my challenge, my cock had now grown to full erection and Helen didn’t waste any time in noticing.. nor I might add, did Cindy…
I quickly got down on my knees ready to get under the desk again and just happened to glance behind me to see Helen inching up the sofa to get closer to me, “OMG Mikie, you robe sir.. it’s risen up showing your bottom” she gasped with a giggle and there wasn’t really anything I could do about that apart from widening my legs to get a better balance and as I inched further I pushed Cindy’s legs wider showing her now ell placed knickers bulging with her puffy pussy and pubic hair..
“Any luck yet sir, can you see it yet” Helen asked as I heard her getting off the sofa and kneeling behind me and I can only assume she was trying to monitor what was happening under the desk.. “No, not yet but I have an idea.. maybe if I can reach up and pull them down a bit it will give me better access..” I said as I felt Helen’s hands trying to pull my robe down at the back without much success.. “Oooh ok Mikie, take your time, we need to get that information” Helen said as I felt her hands running across my arse cheeks and down between my legs cupping my balls and giving them a gentle squeeze.. I could feel her other hand widening my cheek exposing my dark shaded ring, “Mmm, this is so nice” she sighed from behind me as I pushed my hand up inside Cindy’s unbuttoned skirt fumbling for the waistband, my head pushing against her pungent gusset causing her to moan softly and I had to be mindful that she could clearly see what her mother was doing with my arse..
I must say that there wasn’t a lot of room under the desk and as I arched my back I could feel Helen’s breath against my hole which had now become fully exposed and then I felt the hand cupping my balls pushing further between my legs and her fingers wrapping around my throbbing shaft just as her warm tongue made contact with my ring.. “Wow mummy, that’s funny” Cindy sighed softly as she saw her mother rimming me and knew from first hand experience what it felt like but to see her mother doing it to someone who could be her son made her giggle, she couldn’t see what her hand was doing though..
With my face still pushed against Cindy’s pungent crotch I eased my fingers into the waistband of her knickers and with a bit of help from Cindy raising her arse up I was able to pull them down to the top of her thighs leaving her hairy minge totally exposed, her aroma and her mothers tongue where making my head spin.. now where’s that damn label..
I now had her stretched panties under my chin and my face pushed up hard into her hairy crotch and I have to say with her mother behind me I was finding breathing a little difficult, her tongue was gigging in and her slow wanking action on my cock was making my body tremble but I still had a job to do and as my tongue explored Cindy’s hanging labia I tried running my fingers around the waistband feeling for the label, could I get this before Helen makes me shoot my load..
i eventually down the label at the back and even pulling it up between her legs it was impossible for me to see the damn thing in the gloomy lighting, “I found it girls, but I can’t read it.. I think I’m gonna have to pull them off” I announced and as I eased myself backwards I get Helen’s tongue still in my crack.. “Here, let me help you Mikie” she said pulling back and releasing the grip on my cock and grabbing my hips to assist in pulling me out and with my fingers still holding Cindy’s panties they soon came down her legs allowing me a better look at the worn label..
I raised up allowing my robe to fall back down with Cindy’s soiled knickers in my hand and as they both looked at me I couldn’t resist holing her smelly gusset up to my nose and taking a deep sniff, my god.. my head spun around and I got dizzy but the look on the girls faces was priceless.. “What are you doing Mikie, is that another English tradition” Helen asked in amazement and I couldn’t resist my answer as I took another deep sniff.. “Oh yes Helen, smelling of underwear is a tradition that forms a close bond.. it allows the scent to get into the recipient’s body” I replied as Cindy looked up at me in amazement, Helen looked at her soiled knickers as I opened them up to look at the label..
“My god sweetheart, you do need new underwear” she gasped seeing the drying out cum stains in the gusset, I do t think she quite realised what they were either which was enlightening.. I grabbed the label and focused my eyes on it.. “Ahh.. it looks like size 8 to me, and there’s a big ‘S’ there too.. I think that’s enough information” I said handing her knickers to Helen for a second opinion.. she confirmed my assessment.. “Yes, you’re right.. how about you take them with you tomorrow.. better safe than sorry” she said handing them back to me, Cindy looked confused as she was now left without panties.. “Good idea Helen.. these are only fit for the bin really” I said in agreement as I got to my feet with both of them now looking at my throbbing erection still hidden under my robe..
I went back to my chair and sat down feeling the wetness of Helen’s arse licking but it actually felt pretty good and as I looked under the desk I could clearly see Cindy’s hairiness between her legs, it didn’t seem to bother her having no panties on and even her mother noticed me looking and as she sat her leg down again reaching across for her drink and widening her legs at the same time I had an idea that maybe I should form a similar bond the her too..
“I know how serious you both are to uphold your culture and I am of similar vein, I think it would be a good idea to uphold our English tradition with you too Helen” I said with a cheeky grin as she sat back up straight, she looked over at her daughters soiled panties on the arm of my chair and knew exactly what I was talking about, she looked hesitant but I could see that she didn’t want to go against tradition..
“Oh course sir, I cannot go against your wishes” she said hesitantly knowing that it was also forbidden to have any sexual contact with anyone outside their culture, I needed to reassure her.. “Of course this is in no way sexual Helen, it is purely a bonding process, actually if you take them off for me I can take them with me tomorrow too and buy you something while I’m at the shop” I said excitedly to soften the blow, Helen looked gobsmacked as she contemplated removing her underwear, maybe she was embarrassed that she’d had them on all day cleaning but she looked happy at my suggestion.. “Oh really Mikie, I do need some new ones, and I can try them on when I pick Cindy up tomorrow so your traditions are upheld” she said excitedly as she reached up inside her tunic inadvertently popping open the bottom button, I looked across at Cindy who was sitting teasingly with her legs parted and a somewhat confused look on her face watching her mother pulling down her little white panties.. “Oh I do love your traditions sir” she said grinning, “Do you have more traditions” she asked as her mother handed me her soiled underwear.. “Oh there are many” I replied with a cheeky smile knowing that most of them I hadn’t even thought of yet..
They both watched as I opened up Helen’s knickers seeing similar stains on the damp gusset which was probably the aftermath of our earlier fuck and Helen did look a little pensive as I held them up to my face taking a deep sniff and OMG you could tell she’d been working hard today, not only were they pungent like her daughters but I could smell the semen in the stains.. WOW!!
“These are fantastic Helen, I’m really feeling your scent” I said taking another deep sniff feeling my head spinning and my cock pulsing under my robe.. Helen looked down at it so I thought it better to explain, “As you can probably see performing this tradition can sometimes force the penis into an erect state, don’t worry.. it’s nothing sexual and something that should be taken as a compliment” I said reassuringly as I took one last sniff while they were fresh.. “Oh that’s perfectly alright Mikie, I think we both see it in a good way” Helen replied and as she reached across to get her drink she widened her legs showing off her hairy minge, I had two lovely pussies to stare at now.. I looked at the label, “Ah yes, yours are a 10 Helen, that should be easy enough” I said smiling as I finally put them down on top of Cindy’s…
That was my shopping trip sorted out and they were both excited at what I might buy them and I was certainly looking forward to the try on session tomorrow, let’s hope I get it right although the shop I had in mind had assistants to help so I wasn’t unduly worried..
Helen looked over as she put her half empty glass back down showing me another flash of her pussy, “So Mikie, I’m very keen to learn of countries traditions and cultures, what other traditions do you like to practice, I’m sure you’re a great believer like we are to our culture” she asked with a genuine interest and even Cindy perked up wanting to know more, I needed to get this right as it was obvious that they were in no hurry to leave…
I suggested that Cindy come and sit on the sofa next to her mother as then I’d only have one direction to look plus I needed to buy a few minutes to think of a good tradition and as Cindy came over I could see she’d made no attempt to do her skirt up and it was held by only the top two buttons..
“Kissing is a great tradition girls, it is a positive sign of friendship and affection to the other person or in your case, people” I said thinking what is the worst that can happen here, Cindy again looked confused.. “Oh I never kissed anyone before” she said looking at her mother, Helen looked at me as her eyes widened, “Oh yes, I’d read about that somewhere Mikie, I think that’s a good tradition” she said which surprised me and as she looked down at my bulging robe again a little smile came across her face.. “As Cindy hasn’t kissed before maybe we should go first Helen, I must stress that we have to be really close and it’s ok to put arms around each other” I suggested as I stood up and both of them watched my bulge swinging as I stepped over holding out my arms to help Helen to her feet..
As I pulled her up closer I looked into her glazed eyes and could see she was still a little sceptical but as our bodies touched and she felt my rock hard penis pressing against her I saw a look of surprise in her eyes, our faces were almost touching and as she placed her hands around the small of my back I did the same although mine did go a little lower which she soon copied.. “Now just be natural Helen, it’s nothing sexual just a show of friendship” I said as our lips met and as I forced my tongue out she opened her mouth to receive it, our body’s locked together and I couldn’t feel my throbbing cock pulsing against her, her hands dropped and I could feel her trying to raise the back of my robe right in front of her daughter, I decided to reciprocate and very soon we both had hold of each others arse cheeks as our tongues searched out each others mouths..
Helen seemed a little more eager to get her fingers into my crack which was still wet from earlier and as we started to play tonsil tennis which I have to say was getting rather passionate I could resist a gentle grind with my hips forcing my boner harder into her stomach, if only she was a couple of inches taller I’d have hit the jackpot..
We must’ve been kissing for at least 10 minutes and had completely forgotten about little Cindy, “Mummy, can I have a turn now” she said rather quickly impatiently reminding us of her existence which did force us to break gently free and both catching our breath.. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I didn’t realise it was such a long process.. of course you can have a turn now” she said as she sat down taking deep breaths and as Cindy now stood there was one major issue that we needed to overcome.. Cindy was at least a foot shorter than me and not only that but the tie on my robe was only just keeping it together and I didn’t know how long it would hold out.. I grabbed the foot stool and as her mother widened her legs to accommodate I gently lifted Cindy up and she was now at the perfect height, she looked at me nervously as I closed in pressing my penis against her, “That’s good now Cindy, now reach around and hold me and I’ll do the same, just relax” I said softly knowing her mother was sitting right behind her..
As she pushed her arms around me she must’ve been watching her mother earlier as her hands went up inside my robe grabbing my arse cheeks seemingly pulling me closer and with her now being at the perfect height my penis somehow slipped between her legs and as I reached around lifting up her skirt I heard her mother gasping and giggling as I was sure that she could see the end of my dick sticking out..
Cindy closed her eyes as our lips met and as I opened my mouth she was quick to insert her tongue allowing me to give it a gentle suck and as my cock pulsed between her legs I could feel the pressure as the shaft pressed against her lips and as I glanced down at her mother sitting there is could see her twitching hands on her knees watching me squeezing her daughters arse cheeks, I was curious to see if she’d get involved.. “Oh you’re doing that so well sweetheart, maybe mummy can help” she said softly as I felt her hands reaching up and sliding under my cock towards my balls adding extra pressure causing her daughter to let out a muffled moan as our mouths embraced passionately..
For someone who allegedly hasn’t kissed before I’d say that Cindy was picking it up rather well and the feeling of our tongues intermingling was distracting me from her mummy’s hand which was fumbling down between my legs and seemed to be trying to manoeuvre my penis harder against her daughters pussy, surely she wasn’t trying to get me in side her.. oh yes she was!!!
I don’t know how it came about but all of a sudden one of Cindy’s legs came up around my waist and with me gripping her arse cheeks it was quickly followed by the other one and with her mother now holding onto my dick I very soon felt myself entering her, our kiss seemed to get more passionate as we both let out muffled moans at the drastic change of position and with the footstool now redundant I saw out of the corner of my eye that Helen had pushed it aside and had gotten down on her knees to get a closer look at my cock slipping into Cindy’s hairy muff.. a bit strange but what the hell..
This was a bit new to me, maybe it was an Indian custom to watch your daughter being fucked while kissing passionately but I certainly wasn’t complaining as Cindy wasn’t heavy and it wasn’t like I was thrusting but with her mummy’s hands moving around to my arse cheeks again her head was getting very close to where the action was taking place and I could feel her breath on my shaft as it slid slowly inside of her and then I felt her tongue going all over the place and from Cindy’s reaction it wasn’t just me that she was licking.. Helen was really making herself out to be some kind of sex crazed nymphomaniac using her forbidden culture as a platform to ply her subconscious.. I was loving it and from the slurping sounds coming from down there I think she was too.. “Oh god this is good, wow” she gasped as the passion got the better of her daughter and I felt her juices starting to flow and as Helen’s tongue flicked around my hanging bollocks I knew that they weren’t being wasted..
All good things have to come to an end and we’d been kissing to quite a while and eventually Cindy had to pull back to avoid her passing out through lack of air, this changed the whole momentum of proceedings as her mother pulled back not wanting to be caught in a compromising position with her tongue up her daughters arsehole and as we both gasped for some air I lowered her down back onto the floor, her smile was infectious as her glazed eyes finally opened focusing on what the hell was going on..
“That’s a good tradition isn’t it sweetheart?” her mother said as I quickly fastened up my robe a little concerned that they’d both had a lot of drink and I was pretty sure they didn’t really know what was going on, even I was a little confused myself with there perceived innocence but I knew I still had tomorrow to come once I’d bought them some new underwear..
It took a few minutes to regain some kind of normality and I still had a boner but time was getting on now and I couldn’t see that with school in the morning they had to get going..
“We really have to go now Mikie, Cindy will be round just after 3 tomorrow and I’ll pick her up around 6ish, is that alright?” Helen asked as they got their stuff together leaving me with their soiled panties, shopping tomorrow was going to be fun..
“That’s fine.. see you tomorrow sweetie” I said giving Cindy a sneaky kiss on the forehead and could see she was looking forward to tomorrow, it would certainly be interesting to see what she remembers..
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