Summary: After finding out her daughter Amanda is pregnant and tells her
husband David, Emily learns just who is responsible for getting the 12 
year old in a family way. And she exacts a bit of revenge on the 
culprits.

Story: Amanda After School pt 5 by DaddyOh (MMF, oral, anal, cuck, facial) (02/08)
6350 words

This story is complete fiction. It is intended for adults only. If you
are offended by sexually explicit material, please do not read this.

Send feedback to: daddyoh@bluebottle.com

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David knew as soon as he heard his wife's voice on the phone that
something was wrong.

"I need you to come home right away," Emily said urgently.

"What's up, Honey?" David said. He tried to hide his nervousness. Any
time Emily had seemed the least bit anxious in the past few months,
David worried that she had learned of some things he wanted to keep
secret from her.

"I really don't want to talk about it over the phone," Emily replied.
"Just come home, O.K.?" David agreed and cut his errand-run short.
When he arrived at home, Emily was sitting at their kitchen table.

"Where's Amanda," David asked.

"At your sister's," Emily replied.

"What's up, Em?" David said. "You sounded pretty tense on the phone
and you seem even more so now."

"I don't know what to say or think," Emily said. "I took Amanda to the
doctor." David gave a slightly concerned look. "She needed her
physical renewed for her gymastics club that's starting. Dr. Wendy
was giving her the basic once-over. And she asked Amanda about her
period."

"Her period?" David repeated. 

"Yea," Emily said. "I haven't really talked about it, we've been so
busy lately, but Amanda got her period a couple of months ago. Around her
twelfth birthday." David was well aware that Amanda had begun menstruating. 
"I didn't really think anything of it, but her period is late, like several 
weeks."

"Really?" David said, trying to sound casual.

"Yes," Emily continued. "That seemed to concern the doctor more than I
would have expected. She started to ask other questions and gave Amanda more
than the routine exam. And then..." Emily paused. "You won't believe
it, David. They took me in another room and told me they were going
to give her a pregnancy test!" 

"A pregnancy test?" David said, trying his best to sound shocked.

"Yes!" Emily replied. "I still can't get my mind around it. They
didn't tell Amanda that's what they were doing. But they did it.
David, Amanda is pregnant..." A long silence follwed her words. Emily was
in too much of a state of shock to observe that David did not seem as
surprised as she was. "How could this be, David? She's just twelve years
old!"

"Wow," David said. "Does she...did she...umm..."

"She doesn't know," Emily interrupted. "I didn't know what to say to
her. I tried  asking her questions, without telling her. I asked her
if anyone had forced her to do anything, if anyone had hurt her in
any way. She said 'no' over and over. I didn't want to freak her out,
but I had to at least try and find out what happened. This is just
incredible. What are we going to do, David?" She looked to her
husband for support and for some sense of how this bizarre event
could possibly line up with reality.

"Well," David began, "Try to stay calm, Emily. I'm sure there must be
an explanation. Are we one hundred percent sure they're right? Maybe
they switched somebody's results."

"I don't think so," she said. "That was the first thing I asked. I
spoke to the technician who walked through the entire procedure. They
were concerned too. They're waiting to find out from me if Amanda
says anyone forced her to...oh David, I can't even think about it."
She just looked at her husband, unsure what to do or say. Finally a
thought seemed to come to her mind. "I think maybe we should call...a
therapist." David was relieved she had not suggested calling the law
enforcement authorities. His relief was short-lived. "And the police.
Something obviously happened. They can help us find out who did this
to our little girl."

"Emily," David said, trying to sound as calm as possible. "Honey, I
know how upsetting this is. What a shock. I mean, this is the last
thing you would ever think you'd have to face with a 12 year old. But
you know, these things do happen."

"What are you talking about?" Emily snapped. "This kind of thing
doesn't happen to us! I know there are teen pregnancies, David. Even
a few as young as Amanda. But this kind of thing doesn't happen in
families like ours! I'm going to call the police right now."

"Don't do that, Honey," David said. Emily gave him a look of some
incredulity. She asked him what better idea had than calling the
authorities. 

"Well, Em," he said "Some things happened over the last couple
of months that I need to tell you about."

"What do you mean?" Emily asked, not knowing how to read her husband
at that moment.

"Let's see if I can sum this up," David said. "One afternoon when you
were at work, Amanda came home with a really wild story about what
happened when Mr. Edmonds asked her to stay after school to help him with a
special project." Emily stared at him, trying to imagine what this
could possibly have to do with Amanda's condition. "You know, Amanda
really likes Bob Edmonds and she's one of his favorite students in the
class."

"David," Emily said. "What the hell does this have to do with
anything?"

"Just try to stay calm, Honey," David said. "Before I tell you, I want
to assure you that the first thing I asked was if she was forced to do
anything, if she was hurt in any way, or if everything she did was
her choice. And she assured me that she wanted very much to do what
she did." 

"You've lost me," Emily said. "But you'd better tell me soon what
you're trying to say and what this has to do with Amanda being
pregnant." David let out a huge sigh before continuing.

"Amanda gave Bob Edmonds...a blowjob," David blurted out. Now it was his
words that hung in the silence. Emily just stared at him.

"David, what the hell are you talking about?" she said, thinking she
had completely misunderstood his words.

"She stayed after school," David said. "Mr. Edmonds told her how  much
he liked her...and he asked her to take him in her mouth."

"Are you saying that Bob Edmonds, Amanda's teacher, made her give
him oral sex?" Emily asked.

"No," David replied. "He didn't make her. He asked if she would. And
she said 'yes.'"

"How do you know this?" Emily asked, still in a daze.

"I told you. She came home and told me," David replied. "She told me all about it.
Proudly."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean," David continued, "She liked it. She wanted to tell me all
about it."

"David," Emily snapped, "Are you insane? Is this true?" Her voice
raised in volume and intensity. "Our little girl performed oral sex
on her teacher...she was eleven...did you tell anybody?"

"No," David said quietly.

"Why the fuck not?" Emily demanded. "Why the fuck didn't you tell
somebody? Why the fuck didn't you tell me?"

"Emily," David replied, "This is gonna be really hard to get, but
please listen and try to believe me. Amanda came home and told me
about all this, in great detail. I'm telling you, she was proud of
it. She couldn't wait to tell me."

"Where was I?" Emily said.

"You were at work, of course," David replied with a touch of sarcasm.

"Don't you start that," she said. "Don't you try to make this my
fault."

"I'm not, Emily," David said. "You just asked where you were."

"I meant," Emily continued, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well," David replied, "You were working later that night. Amanda came
home and told me all about it. And..." Emily looked at him with
agitation and expectation. "And she wanted to show me."

"What does that mean?" Emily demanded.

"She wanted to show me what she did with Bob Edmonds," David said.
Emily once again tried to collect her thoughts.

"Are you telling me that after Amanda gave her teacher oral sex,"
Emily said, "She gave it to you?"

"It was her idea, Emily," David said. "I swear to you. She was all
excited to tell me about it and then, she wanted to show me."

"And you let her?" Emily shouted. "What the hell were you thinking?"

"I don't know," David said in response, his own energy level
increasing now. "Maybe I was thinking that it was nice to be around a
female who was actually interested in something sexual for a change!
Maybe just hearing about her wanting to suck her teacher's dick and about
her enjoying it got me turned on! Maybe I miss that kind of thing in
my bedroom since my wife's career took over her life!"

"So go to a strip club, you asshole!" Emily shouted. "Go get a massage
with a damned happy ending! Don't get sex from your eleven year old
daughter!" Once again, Emily paused to consider what had been said.
"That's it, isn't it? You fucked her, didn't you?" Her voice had
lowered to something near a growl. "You fucked Amanda, didn't you?
That's why our daughter's pregnant, isn't it?" She returned to a
shout with, "Isn't it you son of a bitch!?!"

"Well, yes...uh, no...uh, not exactly," David stammered. "It's...,
we..."

"Just tell me," she said, returning to her low, intense voice.

"She did what she wanted," He said. "She showed me what she, uh, with
Bob..."

"She sucked your dick!" Emily interrupted. "Our daughter sucked your
dick. Just say it!"

"Yes," David said. "She did. Then, she wanted to do what you and I do.
She asked...she begged me to show her...she wanted me to show her
exactly what the 'F' word is and how it works."

"She begged you...to fuck her," Emily inquired. "You're full of shit.
I don't believe a word of what you're telling me. I don't know if the 
story about Bob Edmonds is true. But I think you convinced our young
daughter that you weren't getting enough because Mommy's always
working and never has time for you...and you got her to fuck you.
Isn't that it, David?"

"Emily," David said, "Not at all. I'm telling you the truth."

"Why the hell would you do that with your daughter, you shithead?"
Emily asked.

"I don't know, Emily," David said. "I mean, yes, I really feel
neglected. It seems like all you care about is work. Do you know how
long it's been since we've had sex?" The look on Emily's face told
him that it was wise not to go down that road again just now.
"Anyway, I know it was wrong. I can't explain why I did it. There was
something about her, something about how much she wanted it. I just
got caught-up in the whole thing. She's so beautiful, so
sexy...I've never experienced anything like it."

"She's your daughter!" Emily shouted. "You're not supposed to fuck
your eleven year old daughter." She regained her composure again.
"So, you fucked her and she's pregnant? Is that it? It can't be. You
said that was a few months ago. She's not three months pregnant. How
many times have you fucked her?"

"I don't know," David said. "Five or six?" Emily looked at her husband
with disdain. "But, there's something else you should know." Emily
rolled her eyes, unable to imagine what might be next. "Bob Edmomds
came over last week. He had been feeling so guilty about what
happened with Amanda that he didn't know what to do. He was afraid
Amanda would tell me and that he would lose his job or worse. So he
came over to talk to me, to confess and to apologize. He didn't know
that I already knew."

"Or that you had already jumped into the pool with both feet, huh?"
Emily said. "So, what about it?"

"Well," David began, "We got to talking. And we both got kind of
excited. And then Amanda came home and we..."

"Are you about to tell me that both of you fucked our daughter?" Emily said.
David nodded sheepishly. "This is beyond belief, David. I don't even
know what to say to you. So, not only is our twelve year old daughter
pregnant, not only did her own father fuck her, her father let her
teacher fuck her too. So she could be pregnant by Daddy, or Teacher.
Let's see...which of you would I rather it NOT be?" There was a long
pause in the conversation during which David looked mostly at the
floor, with occasional glances up to his wife's face to try and read
her anger. "O.K. Get Edmonds on the phone and get him over here.
Now." With this, Emily left the room, ascended the stairs and shut
their bedroom door loudly.

David had no choice but to follow Emily's instructions. He called
Amanda's teacher Bob Edmonds and told him simply to come to their
house. David offered no explanation, but Bob could tell by the tone
of David's voice that something had happened. Bob rang the door bell
within thirty minutes of David's call. Before David could get to the
door, Emily, having heard the bell, ran downstairs. She opened the
door and spouted an order at Bob, who looked stunned.

"Get the hell in here," Emily said. David had joined them in the
foyer. Upon closing the door, Emily immediately turned to face Bob.
"So I understand you got my little girl to give you oral sex." Bob
knew something was brewing, but he had not expected such a direct
confrontation. He looked from David to Emily, searching for words.
Emily didn't give him much time before jumping back in. "Come on,
Edmonds. Did you get my little girl to suck you off? You know she was
only eleven? She's twelve now, just barely. And as I hear the story,
you came over here with some bullshit story about being sorry, then
the two of you fucked Amanda. Is that about right?"

"I, um...," Bob said, trying to form words. "Uh, Mrs. Albertson, it
wasn't exactly..."

"Shut up!" Amanda shouted. "I don't want to hear any crap from you.
But there's one thing I do want you to know, you fucking pervert. My
little girl is pregnant. She's twelve years old and pregnant. Thanks
to you two! How could you do that? She's your student!"

"Um, Mrs. Alb..." he tried to speak again. Emily wouldn't let him
speak.

"How many girls have you done this to, huh Edmonds?" Emily asked
forcefully. "Is this a hobby of yours? Come on, I really want to
know!"

"There was just one, Mrs. Albertson," Bob felt a slight sense of
relief at having been allowed to finish even that one short sentence.
"And it didn't go as far as Amanda." He paused and wondered if he
should say more. "Mrs. Albertson. I just want you to know how
terribly sorry I am that this has gotten so out of hand."

"You're sorry?" Emily snapped back. "A lot of damned good that does
with a pregnant daughter on my hands." What the hell am I supposed to
do with you two morons now?" David had not spoken since Bob arrived
and he dared not try. "Tell me where you did this with Amanda." David 
and Bob looked at one another. "Now, Damn it! Where did you fuck my daughter?"

"Uh, in the sitting room," David said.

"Fine," Emily said. "Let's go." She led the two men down the hall to
the room where David, Bob and Amanda had been together. "Tell me what
you did and how you did it."

"Emily," David began, "I don't really think you want to know..."

"Fucking tell me!" She shouted. "Don't tell me you care now about what
I want! I want to know what you two did with my little girl. Now tell
me!"

"O.K.," David said. "We were sitting in these chairs opposite one
another." He took a deep breath before continuing. "Bob was there and
I was here." He pointed to the chairs they had been in. "Uh,
Amanda...gave Bob oral there. Then she turned and did it to me.
Then...uh...she turned and did Bob again. That's when I took her
skirt off." Emily looked between the two men, trying to picture what
her husband was describing, partly so she could maintain her level of
anger. "She climbed onto Bob's lap and he, played with her little
breasts while I...played with her behind."

"Go on!" Emily said.

"Well," David continued, "Then she moved back to give Bob oral once
more. She was bending over and I was behind her. I uh...put it inside
of her while she was bending over Bob. Then when I...finished..."

"Yea?" Emily interrupted again. "You mean when you came in your little
girl, don't you, David?"

""Yes, Emily," Bob said. "That's right. Then she laid down here on
this chair and Bob gave her oral."

"Really?" Emily said. "Teacher licked the little girl after Daddy came
in her, huh? You two are more twisted than I thought. Go on."

"Um," David continued, "After David made Amanda, uhhhh...climax, he
put it inside of her. And he finished in her too."

"And that's it?" Emily asked. "That's the end?"

"Almost," David said. "Right at the time when Bob, finished inside of
her, I uh, shot again...on uh...on her face." Emily just shook her head
after hearing the full description of what had happened between
Amanda, her father and her teacher.

"Listen to me, you two," Emily said emphatically. "You're both going
to do everything I tell you to, exactly as I tell you to do it. If I
hear one word of complaint, I promise you, Edmonds, that I'll be
in the principal's office first thing in the morning and you will
never teach again." She turned to David. "And you...if I get any shit
out of you, I'll call the authorities and have you removed from
the house, then I'll divorce you and take you for everything. And,
you'll never see Amanda again. Understand?" Both men nodded and
looked at the floor without saying a word. "Stay right here."

"Uh, David?" Bob said quietly when he was sure Emily was out of
earshot. "What kind of work does Emily do?"

"She's a lawyer," David replied.

"Shit," Bob said.

Emily quickly returned from her quick trip back up to her room. She jogged
down the stairs and entered the sitting room with a towel which clearly
had several items wrapped in it.

"O.K. perverts," Emily said. "Sit where you were sitting when you
violated my daughter." Both men dutifully followed her instructions.
"Now, take 'em out." They looked alternately at her and at one
another.

"Emily," David said trying to protest. His attempt was futile.

"Did you hear what I said two minutes ago?" Emily inquired. "This is
not a negotiation. You will do as I say or I promise I will
follow-through on what I told you I would do. Now take your dicks out of your
pants." David and Bob each unzipped themselves and took their organs
out, just as they had done before Amanda had returned home from
school the previous week. "Get 'em hard for me." 

Without argument, each man took his flaccid penis in hand and began to
jiggle and pull, making an attempt at erection.

"I have an idea, David!" Emily said to her husband. "You wanted to see
Teacher fuck your daughter. Maybe we should let teacher fuck your
wife. What do you think, David? Should I let Bob fuck me? It looks
like he has a pretty big cock. About as big as yours, I'd say. What
do you think?"

"Emily," David said, "I don't want you to do that and you know it."

"Why not, David?" she replied, turning to Bob. "Mr. Edmonds, do you
want to fuck me in front of my husband?"

"Uh, Mrs. Albertson," he said, "I really don't know what I should..."

"You should shut-up and keep stroking that, Bob," Amanda said roughly.
"Come on, David. Do you want to see Teacher put that in your wife?"

"No, I don't," David said. "Bob, please don't do that with my wife."

"Bob's not listening to you, David," Emily said, looking back at her
husband. "You're not going to destroy his career if he doesn't do
what you say. But I will." She paused, considering her options. "Yes,
especially hearing that you don't want him to, I think it's a great
idea to have Teacher fuck me." She turned back to Bob and told him to
get up. She turned back to David. "He's not hard enough, though."
Turning back to Bob, she dropped to her knees in front of him and
without hesitation, grabbed his penis with one of her hands and
plunged it into her mouth. "MMMMMM..." Emily made exaggerated noises
while she sucked, then she took Bob out of her mouth. "Teacher, you
taste really good! Is this how my little daughter sucked you?" Bob's
head was reeling between the tension of the moment, the potential
loss of his career and the pleasure he felt from being in Emily's
warm, wet mouth.

"Emily, please," David said. He was watching his wife's head move back
and forth in front of Bob's erection. Her short blond hair moved
slightly with each plunge. "I really don't want you to do this,
Emily." Emily ignored him for the moment and continued sucking Bob's
erection. After more than two minutes had passed, she took it out of
her mouth again. She stood up and looked directly up at Bob. She
was six inches shorter than he was, so she had to look up slightly
into his face. He noticed for the first time how big and brown her
eyes were, just like Amanda's.

"Sit," Emily commanded Bob. He sat back down, his hard-on pointing up
from his lap. She turned to face her husband as she pulled her shirt
over her head, revealing a white lace bra. "Nobody but you has seen
these for a long time, Davey." Emily then unbuckled her belt,
unzipped her jeans and let them fall to the floor, stepping out of
them. Her silky orange panties clung to her tight butt as she kicked
her jeans out of the way. She turned back to Bob. "Take the pants
off." He undid his pants, lifted his hips and slid them down to his
ankles. "Leave them there."

"Emily," David said. "Please don't do this. I'm sorry for what I did.
But really don't want you to do this." Emily looked at David as she
undid her bra and let it fall forward. 

"You could have kept these just for yourself," she said, squeezing her
soft c-cup breasts together. "And this." She hooked her thumbs into
her panties and pulled them down. Her fine blond pubic hair also
matched her daughter's. She turned to face Bob once again. She fell
to her knees once more, this time leaning over Bob's lap just as she
imagined Amanda had done. She took Bob's very erect penis into her
mouth and began sucking it again. She grasped it with both of her
hands and slid them up and down, allowing her saliva to make it very
slippery. "You like to have my mouth on your cock, Teacher?" Bob's
eyes rolled back as he fought between the tension of what was
happening and the amazing knowledge that he was being sucked by the
mother of the beautiful little girl he had made love to just a week
before, in the very same spot. Emily looked up at Bob once again,
taking him from her mouth. "I want Teacher to fuck me. David's gonna
watch you put this inside me." She got up and began to climb onto
Bob's lap, then she stopped.

"Are you coming to your senses?" David said to her. She turned to face
her husband once more.

"Take your pants off," she commanded. David removed his pants as Bob
had done. "You leave them at your ankles, too...Yes, David, I'm
coming to my senses. I realized that since you got to see your
daughter fuck Teacher, you should get to see your wife fuck
Teacher too. But I mean really see her well, see his big prick going
in and out of my pussy." She positioned herself over Bob's hard, wet pole. 
"I'm gonna put this inside my pussy, David. Are you ready?"

"Emily, please don't," David pleaded. "I know I don't have much say,
but I don't want you to do it."

"Well guess what?" Emily snapped. "I didn't want you to fuck our
daughter, David! I didn't want her to give you or her teacher a
blowjob! And I sure as hell didn't want her to get pregnant at
twelve! But I didn't get to say anything about that, did I? So, I
guess you don't get to say anything about this. But you do get to
watch it." With that, Emily lowered herself onto Bob's erection. 
"OOhh, yessss!" She lowered herself part way down, came back up, and
went down half way. "Oh, fuck me, Teacher!" She raised up again, then
descended completely on Bob's dick. "Ahhhhh, ahhhh, Teacher...your
cock feels sooo good inside me! David, the teacher's fucking my
pussy. Do you like that?" David looked away. "Look at me, David.
Watch Teacher fuck me like you watched him fuck our daughter!
OOOooohhh, his big cock feels good inside me. I don't know how he fit
it into Amanda, David!"

Bob didn't like that he was getting in between husband and wife. David
clearly did not want him to be doing this. But Bob didn't have a
choice, did he? Emily had power over him and she was using it. He
thought that there were worse things that could happen to him than to
have David mad at him for screwing his wife. In fact, as Emily rode up
and down on him, he grasped her ass, which he found quite lovely and
guided her movements.

David watched as his wife bounced up and down on Bob's cock. For some
reason he had wanted to see Bob have sex with his little Amanda, but not
with his wife Emily. But David also felt he had no choice. He watched as Emily
rode the teacher, her breasts bouncing up and down, Bob's big dick
sliding in and out of her very wet pussy. David couldn't help but
notice that Emily had not seemed as wet as she now was for a long
time. He wondered if she was enjoying this more than just an act of
revenge.

"I'm gonna let Teacher cum in my pussy, David," Emily goaded. "Just
like you let him cum in Amanda's pussy. Cum in me, Teacher!" Emily
rode Bob harder and faster. He held tightly to her soft hips as he
bounced her up and down, ramming his prick into her very wet pussy.
"You like fucking Amanda's mommy?"

"Oh, yesssss...," Bob said. He didn't know if he should speak or not,
but he couldn't control himself. "It feels good inside you. OOoohhhh,
I'm gonna cum...AAAAAaaaahhhhhh...aahhhhhh...ooohhhh..." Bob held
Emily tightly down as his penis spurted deep inside her. She rotated
her hips to dramatize what was happening for David's benefit. She
moved slowly as Bob's orgasm subsided.

"I liked that big cock shooting inside me, David," Emily said. David
just stared at her. "He shot his cum in me just like he did Amanda. I
hope you liked that." No reaction from David. "It's too bad Amanda's
not on the pill like me, isn't it?"

"Are you done, now?" David inquired coldly. "Have you had your revenge
now?" 

"Oh, David," Emily said with a laugh. "I'm afraid not! You told me
that our little girl bent over and sucked Teacher while you fucked
her from behind. I think we have still have to recreate that, don't
you?" She lifted herself off of Bob's lap and let his semen ooze out
of her vagina. "And besides, you haven't gotten to cum yet. I
wouldn't want you to miss out!" David wondered if his wife was
actually going to bend over and suck him. Perhaps she would let Bob
fuck her in the ass to get back at David further.

"Are you actually going to suck me?" David said to his wife. "That
would be the first time in a while." He had regained some of his
composure. But he soon thought better of the comment he had just made.

"Well, you know," Emily said. "I was thinking about doing that while
Bob fucked me in the ass." David laughed inside at having figured out
the next step of his wife's plan. "In fact, I really liked having
Bob's big dick in my mouth. But I don't think Bob can get totally
hard just yet, since he just shot his load in my pussy." She smiled
at David.

"So," David said. "Are we done then?"

"I told you we're not done!" Amanda said, her forcefulness returning.
She turned to Bob. "Get up, Teacher." She stepped to the side and
picked up the towel she had brought downstairs when she returned.
"You're kind of right about what I was thinking of, David. But when 
I heard you had Bob lick Amanda after you had shot your load in her, 
I had a better idea." She opened up the towel to reveal a tube of lubricant 
and a large vibrator. "Someone's gonna get fucked in the ass, but it's 
not gonna be me. Bend over, Teacher."

"Now, Mrs. Albert..." Bob said, beginning a protest.

"Teacher," Emily interrupted, "Do you not believe that I'll go to the
principal tomorrow, for starters? David, do you not believe I'll call
the authorities and get you ousted from your house, behind bars and that
I'll take everything from you? Bend over, Teacher!" Bob faced David and
bent down over his crotch as Amanda had done to him the week before.
He saw that David's dick was semi-hard. His thoughts about David evaporated 
as he felt Emily squirt lube on his crack. He considered another protest, 
but thought it best to let everything run its course. "Have you ever been 
fucked in the ass, Teacher?"

"No," Bob replied. "Certainly not. AAaahhh, whoa!" He felt Amanda's finger 
enter him, the cold, very slippery lube going inside as she moved in and out. 
"Are you seriously going to...Aaaahhh..." Bob felt the plastic vibrator enter 
him. First a little, then out, then another squirt of lube, in further, then 
back out."

"I haven't either, Teacher," Emily said. "But I thought this might be the 
best way to have you feel what it must have been like for my little Amanda 
to have your big cock pushed inside her."

"Mrs. Albertson," Bob began. "I swear to you, we didn't force her 
to do anything. She wanted it inside of her! She had an 
orgasm! OOOOOhhhhhhhh....." Emily had thrust the vibrator nearly all 
the way inside him.

"Don't talk about my little girl like that," Emily snarled, beginning to 
slide the vibe in and out more easily. "Now, for the last part of our 
little dramatization, Teacher, take Daddy in your mouth."

"Emily!" David said. "Stop this, please!" Bob hesitated, waiting for 
Emily's reaction. She momentarily paused the strokes with the vibrator. 

"David," she replied. "He's already had your cum in his mouth. He licked 
it out of our daughter's twelve year old pussy, right in that chair I 
think was what you said." She returned to her penetrating motions in and 
out of Bob, who began to moan. "Now Teacher, take that cock in your mouth 
and make it hard." Bob saw that he was not about to get out of it, 
Obligingly, he moved his mouth to David's half limp dick and sucked it 
into his mouth. "That's good, Teacher! Suck that big cock now. Let's make 
this a little more stimulating for you." Emily turned the rotating ring at 
the back end of the vibrator and it hummed into action. Bob felt it 
immediately and started to moan much more loudly as he slid his face up 
and down on David's hardening dick. "I think Teacher likes that, David."

"Oooooohhhhhhaaaa," David let out a brief moan himself. "Bob's sucking 
had made him fully erect now and he could not help but feel the stimulation 
as he got firmly sucked by Amanda's teacher. Watching his wife slide the 
vibe in and out of Bob created a feeling of anger in David, which gave 
him some bravado. "Bob was right, Emily. Amanda did want us inside of her. 
We didn't force her to do anything. AAAAhhhhuuuhhhh..."

"I'm telling both of you not to talk about my little girl like that," 
Emily replied. "I don't want to hear your bullshit." With that, she gave 
the vibe ring another twist, turning it to its highest setting. Rather 
than continue the constant thrusts, she instinctively held it in and let 
Bob fully feel the strong vibration. He began moaning loudly while 
keeping David's cock in his mouth. "I think he likes that. You know 
what, David? Teacher's dick is getting hard again. I think it's the vibe." 
Bob grunted to indicate she was correct. Emily reached her free hand 
between Bob's legs and felt that his cock was in fact, fully erect again.

"You are really a bitch, Emily," David said with contempt.

"Thank you, David," Emily replied. "Takes a perverted asshole to know a 
bitch, I guess. Let me ask Teacher something. Teacher, did you cum in 
my little girl's mouth? Hmm? Bob grunted to indicate he had. And David, 
did you cum in Amanda's mouth?"

"Emily, I..." he began. "Fine. Yes, I...OOOohhhhhhh, fuck, aaahhhhh..." He 
had to pause momentarily to let out the uncontrollable sound from his 
throat. "Yes, Emily. I've cum in Amanda's mouth. You never let me, but 
she insisted. Are you happy?"

"Well, my dearly beloved," Emily said sarcastically, "I think I might be 
a little happier when you shoot your cum in Teacher's mouth. But I think 
I'll like it even more when he shoots his load on my face. How about 
that? Would that add a little insult to me letting him fuck me and cum 
inside my pussy?" Emily returned to her knees, maneuvering herself so she 
kept one hand holding the humming vibe deep inside Bob. She then slid 
herself underneath him and took his extremely hard cock into her mouth 
again. She couldn't help notice that he was even harder than he had 
been before. She thought this must be from the effect of the vibrator. 
She sucked Bob's rock-hard prick in and out of her mouth, taking it as 
deeply as she possibly could.

Bob was moaning wildly as he continued to suck David's hard-on. David had 
put his hands on Bob's head to guide him up and down.  Emily felt a twitch 
in Bob at the same time Bob felt one in David. She took Bob's cock out of 
her mouth to give one last instruction.

"You keep that lollipop in your mouth now, Teacher!" she said. As soon as 
the words had left her lips, they were hit by the first shot of Bob's 
orgasm. Both David and Bob moaned loudly as they started to cum. David 
held Bob's head down as he shot the teacher's mouth full of his gooey 
juice. Bob sucked and swallowed hungrily, his excitement at its peak, 
having a man pulse in his mouth, a big vibrator in his ass and the 
adorable mother of his favorite student receiving his load. Emily let 
Bob's cumshot coat her face. She had never allowed a man, not even her 
husband to do this. She found that she did not mind the sensation,
nor the taste of the small amount of cum that had gone into her slightly 
open mouth. All three held their positions as the orgasms died down.

"Ohhhhhh, wowwww...." moaned David as Bob lifted himself from his fading 
dick. Bob swallowed the last of David's semen and let out his own moans 
of completion. Emily allowed the vibe to slide out of David and she set it 
on the floor. Bob stood up, then returned to the chair he had been sitting 
in. Emily then stood and faced her husband. She got up close so that he 
could clearly see her face covered in the teacher's cum.

"He came on my face, David," Emily said softly. "How do you like that?" 
Much to her surprise, and David's, he grabbed his wife and pulled her to 
him for a kiss. He held her face to his and tasted Bob's cum on her mouth 
as he kissed her more deeply. Emily had not expected anything like this 
and she instinctively kissed her husband back.

When they parted, David said, "Emily, I know you're mad. I know 
you'll probably never forgive me. But I hope you'll find out the truth 
from Amanda. I can forgive you for all this and I hope you can consider 
doing the same for me." Emily had no idea how to respond to this. She 
stood up and then spoke.

"I don't know how I feel or what I think," she said. "I'm going to get 
cleaned up upstairs. You two can use the showers down here. Then I'm going 
to get my daughter and take her somewhere for the night. I have a lot to 
talk to her about, including telling her she has a baby in her. I'll be 
home tomorrow to tell you what's going to happen next, David." Emily turned 
to Bob. "Bob, if what Amanda tells me matches what you both said, if 
neither of you forced her to do anything, then I won't tell the principal.
Now, please get cleaned up and leave." With that, Emily scooped up the 
items she had brought down, began wiping the remaining residue from her 
face with the towel and headed upstairs to the shower.

The End

  
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