High School Dates Ch. 03

"I wouldn't mind if we were friends." I answered. "By the way, how's your mom? Did she find out about any of this?"

"Not much, but she knows something is up. She knows when I'm not telling her something. I just don't know what to tell her that won't hurt her."

"Tell her you met a new boy today and he wants to be your friend. That should work, right?"

She was silent for long seconds. "David Parker, if you were standing here right now, I'd kiss the shit out of you."

"You can owe me." I chuckled.

"I'll pay up, I promise." She whispered.

"Good. See you at school tomorrow."

"Yeah, for sure."

I hung up and sat looking at the phone. Mom walked in a few seconds later. "I couldn't hear her side, but I think that was the girl that was involved in this thing this morning, wasn't it?"

"Yeah."

"I think you did a very nice thing." Mom said as she sat down next to me. She wrapped her arms around my shoulder and pulled me to her, pulling my arm and shoulder against her side. "I get the idea that all of a sudden you've become quite popular."

"A bit,"

"You're an adult, and you can do what you want. I mean I can't and won't stop you. I know you and your dad had that talk years ago. But are you sure you're not allowing yourself to be used?"

"I don't think so. Why?"

"If I asked, you, would you be honest with me?"

"I always have been."

"I know. But this is different. You might feel obligated to not be honest to protect someone else."

"Alright." I answered hesitantly.

"I know you've been having sex with Amanda. And I don't have a problem with that. She seems to be a sweet girl from what I can tell. But have you been having sex with other girls at the same time?" I couldn't help but stiffen. "That's what I thought. David, some women, girls, young ladies, they find a young man with a package like yours and, well, they tend to kind of go off the rails."

"I don't think I know what you mean."

"David. I saw you tonight. I saw how big it was. I also saw how bashful you weren't in front of Principal Johnson. Between that and the smell of sex in that office, and of course the fact that she was only half dressed."

"Half dressed?" I interrupted.

"Honey, she didn't have a bra on. No woman in her position, workout clothes or not, would be caught with her nipples exposed that way. And I know she didn't have any underwear on either. I saw them hanging out of the gym bag on her desk. So, I have to ask. Were you having sex with Mrs. Johnson?"

"I don't want her to be in trouble."

"Honey, she was taking advantage of her position. She's not supposed to do things like that."

"She wasn't. And I don't want to get her in trouble. That we did is as much my fault as hers. I was sitting there all day with my dick exposed. Yeah I thought a few times about what would happen if I undressed her. No, I don't want her in trouble mom. She and I shared something and that's all it was. Something personal. If you try to get her in trouble I'll deny that anything happened."

Mom nodded slowly. "Is that the way you want it?"

"Yeah, it is."

"Okay. I'll let it lie. But if you feel like she's making demands of you that you don't want. You say something and we'll deal with it. Until then, I'll accept your wishes. I won't say anything to your father either."

"Thanks mom."

"I know you had the talk with your father, but is there anything I can help with? Anything I can answer for you?" I couldn't help but blush. "I see there is. Something you want to ask and are too embarrassed to?"

"I sorta, well, tonight Mrs Johnson had me stick my fingers into her while I was licking her clit. She said there was a spot up behind her pubic bone that was really sensitive. I remember everything they told us in health class, but I don't remember anything about that."

Mom chuckled softly. "I see. Okay. Well. Um, that's called the g spot. It's a small bundle of nerves. It's supposed to help with childbirth. It makes you want to push when the baby's head presses against it. It is also very stimulating during sex."

"Do all women have it?"

"It varies as to exactly where it is and how sensitive it is. For some women it's extremely sensitive."

"Is yours?"

It was her turn to blush. "Yes, mine is."

"Does it make sex better for you? I mean, I can't see how my dick can get to it, but my finger can. So does that mean it's better to use my finger?"

"Oh goodness. I didn't exactly expect this. Let me explain. A man's penis causes pressure all kinds of places. Because it's usually much larger than a finger, it tends to force the vagina into different positions. Sometimes that includes moving that spot to a place where his penis can actually stroke it. If it does, it can be extremely stimulating for her. So much so that she might even do what is called squirting."

"What's that?"

"Squirting. Um. It's where a woman's body squeezes her juices out in such a quantity and with such force that she looks like she's peeing. There's a lot of debate on whether it's actually urine or vaginal fluids. Some people say it's combined. It doesn't really matter though. If a woman does that, it means the orgasm was extremely intense."

"Do all women do that?"

"No. Many never will no matter how strong their orgasm. Some, will do it on demand. They can trigger their own orgasm to force it to happen."

"Do you do it? Squirt, that is?"

She was silent for long seconds. "I have on occasion." She whispered.

"Can you show me how to make a woman have an orgasm that does that?"

She looked at me in surprise and then got up from the sofa. "I don't think that'd be appropriate at all." She whispered. "I don't think I can do that. I'm sorry honey."

"I understand." I answered as she walked away.

I went to my room and lay on my bed to read some more of a Zane Gray western I'd been reading. It was starting to get late and dad was out of town again. It wasn't all that unusual. He seemed to travel a lot more these days. I got undressed and put on my pj's and climbed into bed.

"David?" I heard mom ask as she knocked on the door.

"UH huh?" I answered, setting the book aside, the only light in the room the little night table lamp.

Mom walked in wearing a very thin nightgown. I could see a surprising amount of her body through the thin cloth, her large soft tits wiggling slightly, her big dark areola and her nipples, which looked hard and sticking out more than normal. I could also see the mat of dark hair on her pubic mound and between her legs. "David. I promised a long time ago I'd always be honest and answer any question you had. I never quite expected something like this. You startled me with that. But, yes. I'll show you if you want."

"Okay."

"Take off your pj's and come to my bathroom." She said before turning and walking away. I didn't know exactly what she was going to do, but I stripped off my pj's and walked to her bedroom and then into her bathroom. She was laying in her bathtub, completely naked. I could see there was a towel or two in the bottom of the tub for padding. She lay back, her feet propped on the end wall near the water spigot. She held a hand out for me. "Come kneel next to me." I knelt down next to the tub. "I've already been playing with myself, getting my body excited so that this won't take as long. I want you to push one finger into my vagina and try to find my g-spot." She whispered.

I leaned over and stroked my fingers up and down her very wet lips, letting them pick up moisture, and then slowly pushed my middle finger into her. "That's it. Now curl your finger up. Feel for a rough spot along the top of my vaginal wall. It should be close to where my pubic bone is." I worked my finger in and out slowly, curling up and stroking the tip along her soft hot vagina. She suddenly stiffened. "Oh yes. Uh. Right there." She grunted. "Oh damn. Now, I want you to play with that and also play with my clitoris at the same time."

"Like this?" I asked, stroking my finger tip across that rough spot and using my left hand to rub back and forth across her clit.

"Uh huh. Just like that," she moaned. I felt her arm reach over the side of the tub and her hand find my hard dick. She began to stroke and tease it in time with my strokes in and out of her pussy. "There you go. Now stroke both at the same time. Oh yes. Just like that. Oh god. Did you put your fingers in Mrs. Johnson too?"

"Uh huh. While I was licking her pussy." I whispered.

"Did she like it?"

"I think so. She came pretty hard and then wanted me to put my dick in her."

"I can understand that. It's a very large dick for a boy your age. Oh god. Ohhh sweetie. You're gonna make me come! I told you, I was getting ready so this didn't take long. OHHHHH! GOD! Keep doing that! Right like that! OHHHHHHHH!" She gasped as her whole body got rigidly stiff and her back arched to push her pussy toward my hand. Suddenly a stream of clear fluid sprayed up from her pussy toward the bathtub wall Her spray hit the wall and splattered on it for several short seconds. I continued to rub and tease her clit and she did it again, spraying for even longer this time. "OHHHHHHH FUCK YES!" She cried loudly as a third time she sprayed a surprising amount of her juices on to the wall. She sagged back into the tub, panting. "There. That's what it is."

"Thanks mom." I whispered, leaning down and kissing her cheek as I pulled my finger from her pussy.

"You better go to bed now." She whispered breathlessly.

"Sure."

I walked back to my room, my hardon swinging side to side with each step. I lay down on my bed and thought about Mrs. Johnson laying on her desk with my dick sliding in and out of her. I started to stroke myself, sliding my hand up and down. "Oh yeah. Like that." I groaned. "OH SHIT!" I gasped as I felt another hand on my cock in the dark.

"Shhhh." I heard mom say. "Just relax and let me."

I let go and felt a hot wetness envelope my engorged head. She stroked and licked my cock, sliding her mouth up and down my shaft, inching me closer and closer to climax until I couldn't hold back. I felt my body jerk and squirt a surge of cum into her hot mouth. She held her mouth on me, her tongue teasing under my head to coax my orgasm along. After several surges into her mouth, she pulled off my dick. I heard her move in the dark and then felt her lips press to mine in a soft kiss. I could taste my own cum on her lips and tongue as she coaxed my mouth open. I wasn't sure what she was doing until I felt the sliminess of my own cum ooze from her mouth into mine. As she stood there, sharing my cum with me, I could hear the wetness of her fingers pushing in and out of herself. She grunted and I felt her face seem to quiver slightly. She held her lips to mine for long seconds as her body jerked and trembled. Then she pulled her lips from mine. "Good night David." She whispered, and then she was gone.