A Different Kind of Family Ch. 07

"Yo Man, what did you do to get a note from the teach?"

"Beats me Homey!"

"Well good luck Dog. Holla at me on Monday!"

"No doubt."

After Sebastien rose to leave Thierry looked at the note.

"Please stay for a moment once class ends."

Thierry looked at the note with a bit of trepidation. He could not recall doing anything wrong. Why did she want to speak with him? Thierry stayed in his seat until everyone had cleared out then made his way to the front of the class. As he did, he watched Mrs. Colvin close the door then return to her desk.

Mrs. Colvin spoke first.

"Thierry, I just wanted to check on you. You were a bit out of it yesterday and I wanted to make sure you are ok. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No thank you Mrs. Colvin. I was working through something at home. It wasn't anything bad, just something unusual and I was trying to process it. I apologize if I worried you."

Sylvia smiled at him. Ever polite this young man.

"I want you to know if there is ever anything you feel you can't discuss with someone; I am here as an objective ear. Being a young Black man is not easy these days. There are many distractions as well as obstacles. It helps to have someone unassuming to help you navigate through them at times."

"That is very thoughtful Mrs. Colvin. I will keep that in mind. Everything is fine now but thank you for offering to help. You never know, I may have to take you up on that offer someday."

Being this close to a woman he fantasized about caused an expected reaction to a young man and his crotch twitched. Sylvia saw that and worked hard to maintain her composure. Taking a second glance, she had to wonder if her eyes were deceiving her. Was he truly as large as he appeared? Clearing her throat, she looked Thierry in the eyes.

"As a teacher I take seriously the responsibility of not just educating but being aware of your well-being. I am very pleased to see that you have bounced back from whatever puzzled you yesterday. Please do have a great weekend and I will see you next week. Don't forget there is a paper due next Friday."

"Actually Mrs. Colvin, my paper was done. I was waiting until Friday to turn it in. After the last few days, I think I may re-write it."

This raised an eyebrow from the teacher.

"Well, it must have been a life altering few days to make you rethink what you want to do in the next five years. After all, the paper is supposed to be about "Areas Where You Will Mature in The Next Five Years."

"I'll only say that Thierry that was distracted in your class on Thursday has a clearer picture of who he is and where he wants to be in five years. I will have to re-write my paper, but it will be done by Friday."

Now Sylvia was intrigued. She wanted to pry further but felt that might not be wise. Besides, she would have a better idea in a week. Standing up she straightened her skirt and spoke.

"In that case, I cannot wait to read it. Have a great weekend and I will see you in class next week."

"Same to you Mrs. Colvin. I hope you and your family have as an eventful weekend as mine has planned."

With that Sylvia frowned a bit. No one knew she had lost her husband and there were no children to go home to this weekend or any other weekend. She stared off into space for a second remembering what it was like to go home to Rod and have an eventful weekend. The thought of going home alone saddened her. Thierry noticed her face change and asked.

"Did I say something wrong?"

The question snapped Sylvia back to the present conversation.

"Uh, I am fine Thierry. You just reminded me of something that's all."

With that Sylvia collected her things and walked out the door. This really struck Thierry as odd. He stood there for a second and then left as well. All the way home he thought about the conversation and could not find anything he had done wrong. It did bother him the way Mrs. Colvin left, and he realized he really didn't know anything about her. Thierry made up his mind he would change that fact. Shifting his focus, he could not wait to get home!

Back at home, Raquel knew Thierry would be home soon. This made her very anxious. All day, from the moment she woke up after Mom and Vixa left for work, she tried to stay busy. She cleaned her room, the bathroom, and the kitchen. She lost track of how many loads of clothes she washed, dried and folded. Her younger sisters were going to be shocked when they got home. She had even cleaned their room! At one point she was tempted to go into Thierry's room but decided against that. Mom made it clear he was not a child and she felt doing that would invade his privacy. Instead, she prepared a large lasagna, Lovie's favorite, with a Caesar salad and garlic bread. Given that she knew the weekend would be action packed, she thought everyone would appreciate having some good food available. Now as she stood in the shower, her thoughts drifted back to Thierry. How would she approach him? How would he respond? Every nerve in her body was on edge. Recalling what Lovie had said to her, "Thierry must choose", how would she respond if he didn't choose her? Raquel tried not to worry about that. That part was out of her control. She did have some time, a few hours before Lovie and Vixa would return from work to be alone with Thierry. She had already chosen what she would wear. A very short tee shirt that covered the top of her breasts but gave a hint of the bottom and a pair of yoga pants that would accentuate her ass, sculpted thighs and legs. Not overtly revealing but sure to cause a reaction. Stepping from the shower she dried herself and decided she would not apply any makeup. If her brother chose her, it would be her, in her most natural state. She brushed her hair back and tied a ponytail in the back. No perfume. She wanted him to be attracted to her pheromones. After dressing she went downstairs to prepare a snack for Thierry. He was always hungry when he got home. She made him a BLT on a hoagie roll. He loved those with some chips and some type of juice. Truth be told, Thierry would eat anything you prepared for him. That made her smile. She had shaved her pussy smooth and clean hoping he would want to "eat" that preparation as well. Having done all she could, she sat in the living room and turned on the TV. Not that she wanted to watch anything but needing the distraction.

At the office, Lovie remained professional as always with the three clients she had seen in the morning. Between sessions she would tease V. Sitting on her desk in such a way that the slit in her skirt showed lots of thighs and the thigh high stockings. Something she knew V loved. Standing behind V, breathing directly into her ear to give instructions she could have given from anywhere. It was exciting her as much as it was exciting V. Her strict instruction that V does not have any orgasms at work today drove her to tease even more. Vixa for her part, was ecstatic. For a submissive, the mentality of being denied sexual release was a euphoric aphrodisiac. To see what she so desperately wanted yet not be able to have it, heightened her need for it. No one knew her like her Momma, although she had a feeling Mistress Raqi was going to be most formidable. She squeezed her pussy tightly, as the burn continued to build. It was a good thing her cock was tied down as it would have been quite visible. As it did, she could not fathom how people could have satisfying sex without foreplay. For Vixa, foreplay was EVERYTHING! Lovie looked at V and could see the glow in her cheeks. That made her happy. It also made her very horny. She had set the terms so she would abide by them. A Mistress with no control is no Mistress at all. She called V into her office.

When V arrived, Lovie spun her chair around to the side of her desk.

"Knees"

V dropped immediately.

"Crawl to me"

Obeyed without hesitation.

Lovie raised her legs spreading them wide. Her pussy was glistening. Placing one leg on the desk, she held the other leg with her hand.

"Lick the top of my thigh highs, first the right leg then the left."

Eager to oblige, V went to work. She licked slowly, making sure her tongue was wet. That was hard to do. The sight of Lovie's beautiful pussy always made her drool. V made sure her tongue touched both the thigh high and just a bit of flesh. This made Lovie moan.

"Yesss, Baby. Just like that. Make Mommy feel special."

That was Vixa's primary mission, to make Mommy feel special. She shifted to the other leg and started the dance again. Licking the top of the thigh high but making sure to touch just a bit of the flesh as well. Vixa shivered. She knew there more tasty offerings to be had but knew she would not have them if she did not obey without question. She could smell Lovie's sex and as it assailed her senses, it fueled the burn that was building in her even more.

Lovie wanted to push Vixa even further. Her pussy was smoldering, and she knew it. She wanted her closer but not touching it.

"V, I want you to lick my inner thighs, but you are not to touch my pussy, is that clearly understood?"

Vixa looked up at her. The longing in her eyes was unmistakable. No words spoken, Vixa moved deeper into Lovie and began to gently lick her sensitive inner thigh. From that place the heat and aroma of Lovie's sex served to enflame Vixa even more. She wanted so desperately to be told to lick it as well, but that instruction never came. Lovie allowed V to lick for a few more minutes then gently pushed her away as even though she was becoming overwhelmed with wanting more.

"That will be all for now Vixa, go and tidy up as we should have another client arriving in ten minutes."

Slowly Vixa rose, not wanting to leave but in complete obedience. Once Vixa left, Lovie also tidied herself. It would not do for a client to see her disheveled. She took the next few moments to go over her notes. There were only two more appointments after this one and that meant she and Vixa could get out of the office in a timely fashion. The Everrett couple were longtime clients that she was making tremendous progress with to help their marriage. Mr. Sloan was a veteran struggling to keep his family together while dealing with PTSD. The last was a new client, someone she had only spoken with by phone. Lovie loved that her practice was growing and was very intrigued by what she had learned from Sylvia Colvin when last they spoke.

Taking one last look at herself, she could hear Vixa welcome the Everett's and was positive the session would go well. For so many reasons, she could not wait to get home.

Thierry's ride home was uneventful. He was happy to see Raquel's car when he drove up to the house. His sister could be a pain at times, but she was his and he loved her. After last night and this morning, he really wanted to talk to her before Mom got home. Raquel had always been honest with him, sometimes too blatantly honest. Right now, he needed that more than anything. Was SHE looking forward to the weekend? Was she as shocked as HE was about what had taken place? Even more, what did she think about what Mom had said? Were the three of them REALLY going to educate him about sex?

Raquel heard him drive up and her pussy spasmed uncontrollably. Maintain your composure girl! You are the experienced one. Mom didn't say you couldn't fuck him. She said love him, educate him, help him grow. In her head she knew she could do all that. Her body wanted to FUCK HIM! As Thierry walked in, she worked hard to remain nonchalant. Her brother did look good though. Not a huge, muscled jock, but not a nerd. Honestly, he may not even catch the eye of someone with no knowledge. Knowing what she knew now, her brother Thierry was a MAN she could appreciate. She was determined not to say anything until he did. Thierry walked in and saw his sister on the couch watching TV. He did not speak to her upon entering. In recent months he really felt that she wanted nothing to do with him. He truly did not know if he was an annoyance to her or if she simply did not see him the way she used to, as her little brother. He was dying to talk to her, he just didn't know how to approach her. He went into the kitchen. Hungry, he was always hungry. After the last day he was hungry. He saw the sandwich. Thank you, Raquel! He sat at the table devouring the food. Raquel walked in and he saw her clearly. She was beautiful to him. Hot would be an understatement. Raquel was every bit as desirable to him as Lovie. ANYTHING she asked of him, he would do, period. Feeling the need to say something, he said.

"Thank you for the snack, Sis! Really needed this today!"

Raquel saw her opening. Smiling at him and winking. Raquel measured her words.

"Hmmm, I wonder why that is T. Could it be what happened last night, or what we heard this morning."

Thierry blushed a bit.

"So, you guys heard that?"

"T, people in Europe heard you guys! That's not a complaint, just an observation."

"Did. Did you SEE too?"

"I won't lie to you T, yeah, we saw. It was hot!"

"Raquel, it was like I was another person once we got started. Mom knew more about what I wanted than I did, and it was like...it was like she just made me want to do it! I didn't even know I could do the things we did together. I still am not sure I believe it was me!"

Well, Little...hmmm, after what I have seen I can't call you that anymore can I? Thierry, what you must begin to understand is that our mother is a very special woman. There is nothing abnormal about what she got you to do. What you did was natural, and she knows better than anyone I know how to get you to open and be your natural self."

Thierry thought about what his sister said. She was right. Their Mother has never made them do things that were against their nature. Never forced them to do things they truly did not feel were right. She had always tested their comfort zones.

"What do you think is next Sis?'

"What do you want to be next? I think it was clear this weekend changes things for us all but mostly for you, Bro. Mom wants to educate you and wants me and V to help with that education. Honestly what happens next is more up to you than you think."

"So, if I told you I want you, how would we do that."

"That depends on what you want first."

As she made the statement, Raquel was removing her top. She then removed her pants and sat up on the table directly in front of Thierry, legs wide. Her clean-shaven pussy was soaking wet. The lips swollen and the clit extended. She took one finger and traced it from the bottom of her pussy all the way up to her clit. Circling her clit twice she then took her finger and sucked it deeply and loudly into her mouth. In a throaty voice she asked.

"Is this what you want next?"

Thierry blinked. He could not take his eyes off her pussy. It was so beautiful. It looked soft and delicate, but hot as fire at the same time. No pussy he had ever seen looked as good as Raquel's. Did he want it? There was no doubt he wanted it. There would only be one he would ever want more. Without a word he moved forward and kissed his sister's amazing sex. They both moaned, him in her pussy and her out loud.

"Hmmmm. I have been waiting all day to see if you want me next Thierry. Eat my pussy the way you want. I prepared it just for you."

Thierry didn't need to be told twice. Pulling his shirt up and over his head, he dove into Raquel's sweetness like he was starving. He licked until the lips opened wide. Then he stuck his tongue inside, pulling tasty juices from deep within. All the while Raquel trembled and shivered. His assault on her was more than she expected. There was no technique, no finesse, just pure hunger. She welcomed it. After waiting all day, she wanted nothing more. There would be time to teach, time to inform him what she liked. Now was about him having her and her having him in whatever form that took. Raquel could feel her orgasm building.

"Eat my fuckin pussy, awww damn, eat that fucking pussy! I'm going to come Thierry! All over your face, I am going to.....COME!!!

Raquel did just that. She put her hand behind Thierry's head and held it tight against her pussy as she had a powerful orgasm.

"Ooooooh, Baby, that's so good! If you keep that up, I'll come again!"

Hearing that was music to Thierry's ears. Accepting the challenge, he slid two fingers into her delicious pussy and rotated them slowly. Pulling them out he held them up to her mouth. Wishing they were his cock; she took them eagerly moaning as she sucked and licked her juices from them. Did her pussy really taste that good or was it because she was sucking her juices from her brother's fingers. Whatever the reason, it was intoxicating. Thierry was driving her crazy! He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard. His tongue snaked out and tickled her. No fantasy he had about her matched what he was experiencing right now. She was so wet, so sweet. He licked harder, then tongued her deeply.

"Almost there T, please don't stop!"

He had no intention of doing so and tongued her clit until she exploded.

"Yessss, that's it! Unnnh!!!

Raquel's body contorted and twisted as intense sexual release wracked her body. Thierry tried to grip her but could not hold her as she squirmed and wiggled away.

"Wait, Thierry, please T, wait!

Thierry leaned back and looked at his sister. He was amazed by what saw. She was ablaze! Her breathing was ragged as she worked to compose herself.

"Are you okay, Sis?"

"T, brother I am wonderful. Let's take this party upstairs."