Let's Train Heroine - Chapter 398

Chapter 398: Heroine’s Husband with Her Daughter’s Friend II
“Hey girls. Have you had a nice afternoon?”

“Yes. Did you get your work done?”

“Yep, all done. Katie, I think I should get you home soon. Are you ready? I’ll get your clothes from the dryer. You go and get your sports bag from Leira’s room.”

The dryer had finished. Lucan popped the door open and sorted the clothes. Three smallish bundles, and Katie’s underwear. Lucan got Katie’s boots off the shoe rack. The morning’s mud had dried a bit. He put them in a plastic bag to keep them separate from the clothes. Katie was in the doorway, bag in hand.

“Thanks for doing all that Mr. Lucan,” she said.

“Not a problem. Here are your boots. Put them in the bottom of the bag and clothes on top. That’s it.”

The girls’ chattering goodbyes, metting again next week.

“Come on, Katie.”

“Of course, Mr. Lucan. Your word is my command,” she smirked.

Then they sat in the car and Lucan began to drive. Katie was quiet. She was slightly tugging at the leg of her shorts. She tried to cover her one hand with the other, looking slightly flushed, perhaps embarrassed by her wriggling.

“Are you ok?”

“Oh. It’s these shorts. I’m getting a bit big for them. And there getting stuck up there, up there, you know?” she giggled nervously.

“Yes, I know, I had sister and she has to same problem… Your become woman now,” Lucan said as he remembered in his last life.

“Not too soon I hope,” Katie replied. “You’ll have to stop Mr. Lucan. They’re scratching at my vagina.”

“Too much information.”

“I need to rearrange things.”

There were parking areas at the ends of various little roads into the woods. Lucan parked there.

Katie unclicked the seatbelt. She unbuttoned her shorts and pulled down the zip. Those same white underwear from earlier in the day.

“Now, close your eyes, Mr. Lucan,” she scolded. “I’ll have to take these down and start again.”

“OK, I’m not looking.”

Lucan was lying, squinting intently through barely open eyelids to witness the beautiful girl. She wriggled from side to side and pulled the shorts from underneath down beyond her knees. Then the underwear came down. She spread her legs and looked down at her cunt. Then she put fingers either side of her vulva, which looked full and moistened, and gently parted the outer lips.

She patted her cunt gently, saying, “No more rubbing now.”

She got on her feet, crouched to avoid banging her head on the car roof and gently pulled up her panties.

“All covered up again Mr. Lucan.”

She knew Lucan been watching. Lucan played along.

Opening his eyes fully he said, “Oh, Micky, you’re not quite there yet are you. I shouldn’t be seeing you in your underwear. Pull your shorts on.”

“I won’t pull them up so tight.” And she raised them hip high, unbuttoned.

“Your dad’ll be wondering where are we.”

“It’s ok Mr. Lucan. Mum and Dad are at some dance tonight so I’ll beat them home even if we’re late.”

“You could have had tea with us if I’d known. Do you like tea?”

“Yes I like it. Anyways, Can we go for a little walk? There is no hurry to go home.”

“I’m not sure about your shorts. Even with them on, you’re underdressed for a moonlit stroll.”

“Do you think I’m good-looking, Mr. Lucan?”

Where did that come from? Not pretty or cute or sweet or nice but good looking. She’s a good-looking woman: she’s a looker.

“I think you’re very pretty.”

“Huh! Pretty. Borrrrring!”

Lucan wasn’t sure what to say. And before he came up with anything.

“I did some stuff on sex a couple of weeks ago.”

Lucan nodded. He knew school teach them in school for Katie’s age.

“They said about love between the man and the woman and then ran through the physical stuff, the sex. I knew about penises and vaginas. Mummy had told me ages ago about her special cuddles with Dad. But what if no one wants me for those cuddles. I want to know that someone will want me the way my Mum’s wanted by Dad. All the boys ever say is all the rude stuff. All about stuff they’ve seen on-line.”

“The boys are going through changes too. Their interest in you girls can seem primitive, entirely physical. They’re bodies are dictating things. They think about sex a lot. It’s almost all they think about at times. Most of them will get into all the romance side of things eventually. Any way. Enough of that. You should be speaking to your parents about those things. Let’s get you home. Are you comfortable?”

“Yeah.”

Their talk had doubled the journey time. There were no lights on in the house. He walked with Katie up to the door. She unlocked the door and stepped in then swung round and hugged Lucan like Leira had at the football.

“Thanks Mr. Lucan,” she mumbled against Lucan’s shirt.

Lucan’s arms fumbled round her shoulders and he hugged back.

“Oh. Thank you, Mr. Lucan. Do you want a coffee?”

Lucan could have said no, but he didn’t, “Yes, Katie that would be nice.”

She took off her shoes.

“No shoes Mr. Lucan. Mum’ll kill us if we mess up the floors.”

Lucan slipped out of his shoes and followed her to the kitchen. Kettle on: instant coffee. They sat on stools, taking short, hot sips.

“They say things like, show me your tits, let’s see your minge, I’m gonna cum up your spunkhole. Whispering at me in the corridors. Louder during breaks when I’m outside. They’re all doing it.”

“Still a bit too much to be sharing with your friend’s dad. Are you ok with talking about this?”

She nodded.

“Did the teacher say anything about masturbation when you had the classes about sex?”

“No.”

“It’s a shame they leave so much out. Ask your dad about what the boys are saying. He knows. All us have been there.”

“I can’t ask Dad. It’s too embarrassing with him. Can you tell me? Please?”

“You said you know about penises.”

“Yes. And vaginas. And the seed being planted and…”

“Hang on. Just penises for now. When boys are about your age, they’ll have erections qui…”

“What’s an erection?”

“The penis fills up with extra blood and gets bigger, thicker, longer. Then when it’s rubbed, when they masturbate, semen comes out of the penis: they ejaculate.”

“When a man puts his penis in a vagina, the rubbing of skin on skin makes him come, makes him ejaculate. The boys are having all these erections, teenage hormones and all, and when they masturbate, when they rub their penis, when they ejaculate, they will imagine doing it in someone. Imagining that helps them get harder more often and come harder too.”

“Boys might think about me when they’re doing that?”

“Probably. Yes.”

“Can girls masturbate Mr. Lucan?”

“Yes. I think some of your shorts’ problem earlier was a sort of masturbation. Unintended. But your vagina, some of its bits, were being rubbed and that can be strangely exciting. You’ll get to the stage where you want that feeling and touch yourself deliberately, unt…”

“So, can girls come too?”

“Yep. I can’t tell you what it’s like for girls. You won’t come like boys do when they have a wank. But you’ll enjoy it. Any way this is all going far too far.”

Lucan and Katie finished coffees. Karie took cups to the sink. He wasn’t sure if he was being played or Katie was incredibly naïve. She came back and sat next to him.

“Mr. Lucan will you masturbate for me?”

Now, here Lucan was thinking, should he or not? There might be opportunity to fuck a women since he didn’t got anyone for a while but it seemed wrong as well, since this woman seemed naive, atleast she is legal age, which was relief.

“Please Mr. Lucan. I’ll show you my tits if that helps.”

Lucan turned towards her, lifted her from the stool and sat her on top of the table.

Looking straight at her, he said, “Right, little lady. I don’t know what your game is. I told you the boys might excite themselves thinking about you, your body. What you’re doing right now is called cock-teasing. Tempting me. Making me think about you that way.”

She knew. Her smile. She raised her feet onto the table surface and sat, knees raised, legs parted. She pulled of her t-shirt. Her skin was flawless and her firm young breasts rose and fell with her breathing. She seemed quite calm. She was in control.

“Take your penis out Mr. Lucan. I want to see how it’s reacting. If you’re thinking about my body.”

He easily removed his trousers and underwear, shoes already tidily by the front door. His cock was pulsing, getting stiffer as every vessel engorged with blood. He put his hand down to it.

“No. Leave it alone.”

Katie slid down of the table and, facing away from him. The still unbuttoned shorts were quickly pulled down and her panties came down with them. Her cunt looked amazing. Near perfect skin, warmer looking near the dark of her slit. No hairs. And, slightly above, her perineum then the almost perfect circle of her tight puckered butt hole. She swung round, stood with her hands behind her on the stool, slightly arching her body towards me.

“Put your hands behind your back. Close your eyes.”

A short pause then Lucan felt her one arm round his waist. Her other arm reached down, her small hand cradling his balls then stroking round and up the length of his shaft.

“Open your eyes, Mr. Lucan.”

And then with the gentlest of grips she pulled back his foreskin. The bell end of his cock was at its biggest, the eye shiny with precum. She spread that little bubble of sex all round his cockhead. Her head was nestled just level with his chest and she was looking down at his cock. Then she looked up at his.

“I’ve shown you my tits. You’ve seen my mingle. Do you want to come up inside my spunkhole?”

“We can’t do that. You don’t want to get pregnant. I can put a finger in and you can imagine it’s my cock.”

Lucan reached down below her waist curving his fingers below her mound feeling for her slit. She was very moist and his middle finger slid in just a little: he pushed it in a little further.

“Oooh!”

“Ok?”

“Yessss.”

Lucan slid back out, raised his fingers to her face and said, “Cunt juice. Have a lick!”

She hungrily mouthed it down.

“Is that what the stuff on your cock tastes like?”

“Try it!”

Lucan pressed the back of her head slowly down. She somehow knew to form her lips into a wrapping for his stiffened cock, then a tentative circling of her tongue. She came back up for air.

“That’s precum.”

“What does cum taste like? Is it the same?”

“Let’s find out. Come over here on the sofa”

He sat almost on the edge. His cock still rock hard. He pulled my shirt off over his head. Both of them now wearing only socks. Lucan waved her towards him guiding her into position. Control had shifted. He was in charge. Now she’s straddling his legs, her knees on the cushioned seat each side of him.

“Lean forward. Put your hands on my shoulders.”

Lucan reached down and directed his cock into her moistened young cunt. Then with his hands gently on her waist, he guided her down the length, it was too tight but it expected from virgin.

“I thought you said we shouldn’t this.”

“Just a couple of times so you know what it’s like.”

Guiding her up. Down. Up down.

“We’ll do it differently today.”

He slid it out. Lucan’s cock glazed with her cunt juice. He stood, easily holding Katie’s petite body in his arms and swung her round to sit where he just been.

“Now you taste my cock again.”

Lucan’s hand cupped her chin and encouraged her teen mouth to open. He rocked back and forward getting more of his meat in her slobbering mouth with every stroke.

“Now, open your mouth as wide as you can. Keep your head still.”

Lucan pulled his cock back till it rested twitching on her lower lip.

“Here it comes.”

And he let go an astonishingly thick cum load. He watched some of it sliver towards the back of her tongue as succeeding jerks pooled in her mouth.

“Keep it open.”

Lucan removed his cock, reached under her chin and closed her mouth.

“Swallow!”

A couple of small glugs as Lucan’s warm spunk entered her throat.

“Now lick it clean.”

And she did.

A few moments after they were back in their clothes.

“Thanks Mr. Lucan. I liked it. I’d like to do it again some time. With you. Is that naughty?”

“We will see later,” Lucan said.

He hugged her and then left.