Educating Cassidy Part 5 - The Coach - Sex Stories

Educating Cassidy Part 5 - The Coach

... talking to me and I’ll keep reigning you back in. I don’t want you coming before I’m ready!”

With that she returned her attention back to her mother. Every minute or so she would remind me who was in charge with a tug on my balls, which were threatening to release a pretty significant load fairly quickly. When not tugging she was fingering herself, rubbing her clitoris as she continued working on her mother. Another five minutes and Gwen was shuddering with an orgasm provided by her daughter’s talented tongue. With that, Cassidy slid off the end of my shaft and turned around. She quickly remounted me, her tits bouncing in front of my face. She didn’t even acknowledge the fact that I let loose a load within a minute of her remount. The cum leaking out of the bottom of the condom did nothing to slow her down from riding me to her own orgasm.

After a couple of aftershocks, Cassidy let my softening tool slip out of her. “Well, this stuff is toxic, so I better take care of it.” She patted off to the bathroom and I heard the bidet being used. She returned with a couple of washcloths and proceeded to apply one to her mother’s face and then used the other to clean up my groin and remove the messy condom.

“Okay, coach, I’m going to remove your gag, but I don’t want any negative comments about what just happened. Constructive criticism only! And I have to figure out what I’m going to do next, I didn’t really get past this scenario in my mind. But it was good, right? You ...

... enjoyed yourself?”

With that Cassidy removed the ball gag and stepped back. Gwen worked her jaws to give some relief to her face muscles. There was silence as the two of them stared at each other. If there was going to be an explosion, I was going to be at ground zero, so I hoped that things were going to remain civil. The scene was tense enough that I wasn’t really aware that my back was hurting from the position, and my knees were a bit raw.

The silence was finally broken, “Please unfasten me.” Gwen said it softly and without any trace of anger. Cassidy looked at her for a moment and then nodded and started taking off the leg restraints. Once she got the arms loosened, Gwen stood up and rubbed her wrists for a few moments, before moving over to me.

“He’s been restricted in this position too long. His back has got to be hurting and I hope you haven’t caused him any permanent damage.” She unfastened my arms and pulled me upright so my back was at least straight. Then the two of them removed the leg ties. I was able to pull myself up to my feet by leaning on the bed. I didn’t say a word, afraid anything I said might start an avalanche of yelling.

The two looked at each other again, intently staring at their eyes. Gwen finally moved. She walked over to Cassidy, and with a gentle, but firm, push, forced her back on the bed. And then dropped to her knees and proceeded to bury her face in her daughter’s crotch. Cassidy gasped when the tongue made contact. I sat in the ...