The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 4

... roll back the foreskin and clean it off in own mouths.' Rachel recited.

‘Yes darling, and now Mr. Fowler’s penis is semi limp, it is far easier to do. Watch me now Hun, Okay?’

‘Okay.'

Gary sat absolutely gobsmacked by the conversation until he was interrupted. ‘Mr. Fowler, if you don’t mind?’

‘Eh? Oh, right!’ Gary obliged and lay back flat once more. He felt his cock being manhandled. Due to Samantha’s natural lubrication and vigour, the foreskin slipped down his shaft easily.

‘Now, see these glistening slimy patches here Rachel? That is semen and if left to accumulate this will add to the smegma and will cause infection. Now watch.'

Mrs. Barton took Gary’s semi soft penis into her mouth and moved her lips down past his bulb and half way down the shaft. Then she rotated her tongue around the entire circumference several times. Gary hissed in slight discomfort.

‘Is that hurting him Mummy?’ asked Rachel.

Samantha emerged from her fellatio. ‘No honey, but even if it did it’s for their own good. Now, do you see the head of the penis, here?’

‘The bell end?’

‘Yes darling, well, where it joins the shaft is an area where we need to clean carefully, the same here on this crevice the other side.' Samantha demonstrated this necessity and Gary squirmed again. ‘There,' Samantha smiled. ‘all clean!’

‘All clean’! ...

... Parroted Rachel.

‘Now, run along darling, Mummy and Mr. Fowler have something to discuss.'

‘Yes, Mummy. Thanks Mummy.' Rachel partially turned and remembered her upbringing. ‘Thanks Mr. Fowler, bye Mr. Fowler.'

‘That’s a good girl,' replied Samantha, who watched her daughter skip away out of her bedroom.

‘Oh, Gary. She is such hard work. I wish she were more academically minded then this instruction wouldn’t be necessary, but the way things are, I really think it’s going to give her the best chance in life. Don’t you agree?'

Gary could not but agree. ‘Aye, it’s a useful set o’ skills that’s for sure.'

‘Yes, and that’s why I think you are an important part of her development.'

This completely pole-axed Gary. ‘Well, to be honest, I just, like, came to mend a swimming pool and maybe ‘ave a bit o’ fun on’t side like.' He felt a need to protest a little, though deep down, he knew it was hopeless.

‘I know Gary, but she likes you a lot and she would be really disappointed if you wouldn’t help.'

‘Oh, I’ve got to think it over Mrs…Samantha I really ‘ave.'

‘I understand, but in the meantime. No playing with ourselves eh?' I might not be able to come out to see you until Tuesday so save yourself for me. Is that Ok?’

‘Aye, Mrs...Samantha. I guess it will be.'

Sunday was his day off. He was going to need it.