Mother’s New Governess Ch. 02

The taste and scent to him were a combination of both things most strange and most definitely exciting! It was a bit of something salty for him; almost like an anchovy but not repellant by any means! In fact... quite the opposite was true; for he found the smell, texture, and taste absolutely captivating and he was certain this was supposed to be more than a mere kiss, so just like the nipple he had chewed at before, he began to gobble and masticate at the wicked little lotus petals held apart by Auntie's fingers! For her part, Edwina now looked of into the distance out at the window as the rain poured and spattered upon the panes of glass and the strengthening wind rattled the shutters. She gazed off into infinity, emitting a heavy sigh HHHHHHAAAAAAHHHH here........ and an OOOOOHHH YESSS there!

Harry brought his lips and tongue first down to the naughty little hole before him and focused mistakenly there for a period of time. He noticed that it produced a series of agreeable vocalizations from Mummy but when his nose knocked against the hooded little head of the butterfly, she let out an unmistakable groan of pleasure that amounted to an UUUGGGHHH OOHHHH HHAAHHHH MMMM! His tongue abandoned the little opening and now moved up to the butterfly's head with hungry licks, swirls, and flourishes.

HOOOH! AAAAHHHH UNNNNGHHHHH! cried Mummy and she raised her hips up to grind herself against him. Harry knew he'd hit the mark! He now focused his attentions on Edwina's starter button as she thrashed her head and groaned like loose warped floorboard in an old house!

Auntie Lucy continued to splay her sister's flower blossom apart for her nephew but now her hand came up and around to bother and tweak at Edwina's teats. Lucinda kissed and nibbled at her sister's neck and whispered foul suggestions in Edwina's ear, to which the woman could not reply but only nod in heartfelt agreement as the sensations became more intense for her! Auntie Lucy was then struck by a lovely idea.

"Harry," Lucy said in-between kisses of her sister's neck and earlobes, " you remember when I took your pego in my lips, just a half minute's time before I made you spend yourself in my mouth and let me taste your lad chowder?" Harry nodded but didn't say a word. His nod however produced a motion of his tongue against Mummy's started that made her cry aloud with OOOHHHH! WOOOOHOOO! UNNGHHH!

"Well then," Lucy continued, "take the butterfly's head in your mouth in the manner of a teat; as I did with you, and suckle it. Can you do this?" He looked up at her and nodded again, (creating more thrashes and groans from his mummy). He then brought his mouth up to the pulsing little bean of hooded flesh and sucked it in with a slurp.

Edwina let out a howl of AAHHHHHHH OOOHHHH YESSSSS... RIGHT THERE HARRY! She threw back her head, thrashed her hips, and ran her fingers through his hair; pulling at his noggin as her pelvis fucked at his face hard! Harry for his part knew he was onto something good and he kept his lips latched onto the little swollen mass of hooded pinkness, as would a barnacle stuck to the side of a vessle! His tongue and teeth gently pulled at the fleshy nodule as if it would somehow spout warm milk if he tugged just a smidgen harder as Edwina wailed, shrieked and absolutely forbid him to stop!

Harry reasoned that since his fingers before had done such a pleasurable thing to Mummy earlier in that "hole down below" of hers, he might do well if he put them to work inside there again; only in concert with what his sucking lips were doing. He could not have been more correct! He hooked two fingers up inside her cunny-hole and continued to nurse and chew at her bean; pulling at it and making rude sucking noises on the naughty nub. It was exactly what Mummy needed! In a matter of seconds her boiling cauldron bubbled over and she spilled her hot brew upon Harry's face and neck with a loud and rafter shaking AAAAAGGGHHHHHHH UUUUNNHHHHH AAAAHHHH! OHHH YEESSS! YESSSSSSSSS!

For Harry, it was as if a pipe had burst somewhere up inside his mummy and he pulled himself back for the briefest of moments but Edwina's hands still had the back of his head. She pulled his gob up to her spouting font and instinctively Harry began the task of finishing his soup. Wicked Auntie Lucy beamed down happily at him from over Mummy's shoulder as Edwina thrashed and wailed with joy until her climactic release had subsided.

The door opened again. Meredith appeared with Drusilla in the doorway, their bonneted heads thrust through the entrance to see if "Now was a good time?" By the sound of things,.... it was!

"Oh(pant)....do," said Edwina weakly in between gasps, "come in girls. We (pant).... were.. expecting you both!

"I've brought the tea Mah'am," said Meredith pushing a caddy into the room with a steaming kettle and three cups. Also present on the tray was a blue bottle of gin. Behind Meredith stood the island negress Drusilla, straining under the load of two more steaming buckets in her hands.

"Well," said Mummy getting up off the stool and standing up in the bath, "this is as good a time for transition as any!"

"Transition?" said Meredith, "Oh yes Mah'am, transition! Quite." Meredith tittered at Mummy's words nervously as Lucy set the wooden stool outside the tub to let it drip upon the tiles. Lucy, now standing with her sister; reached for a cup and the merry maid Meredith poured for her. She took some cream but no sugar and then turned to Harry.

"Oh Harry," Lucy snapped at her nephew, "stand up and fetch some tea for yourself, we haven't got all morning long!" Harry did as told and rose to his feet, dripping water back into the bath. He stood patiently for Mummy to finish adding cream and sugar to her freshly poured cup of steaming "brown joy" as the buxom Jamaican maid began to empty the two buckets into the tub, adding to the already high water level and raising the amount of foggy weather in the room to maritime hazard levels.

Mummy and Lucy stood taking their tea and chatting away cordially in the steaming water almost up to their knees while Harry held his cup and Meredith poured for him. Mummy remembered that he'd had a rather nasty knock on the head and reminded Meredith to give him two splashes of medicinal gin into his cup to "steel his constitution." Two splashes later, and with the appropriate amount of cream and sugar added to Harry's cup; he was ready to go and he thanked the maid politely.

Mummy now had Meredith fetch some rather smelly bathing salts from the shelf plus the "medical balm" from under the sink. As the perfumey purplish powder was added to the bath and swished around by dutiful hand of Meredith; Harry stood sipping his tea, standing with his mummy and aunty as if taking in some refreshments following a church service. It all was very polite and cordial if you overlooked the fact that three of the people in the room were naked and the young man present had several red stripes across his bum from a proper hard caning.

The two maids kept their professional demeanor and composure, however both snuck sideways peeks at Harry, (or well to be more precise - peeks at "bits" of him anyhow)! Edwina picked up on this and with the tin of medical grease in her free hand, she politely let the two servants know that this was "all very good for now," and she'd ring the bell if they needed them. The two exited the room quickly, but before they left, Harry saw the two look at each other and smile as if to say, "Did you see it, girl?" and "I most certainly DID see it, dearie!" He also noticed both sets of eyes made contact with his own pupils and impertinent little smirks or smiles briefly flashed at the corners of their lips while their cheeks flushed a shocking crimson! The door closed.

Mummy, Harry, and Lucy now squatted back down into the tub and resumed the conversion in waters even warmer and higher than before. The discussion turned back to Harry's enthusiasm for butterflies and his love for sticking pins in creepy crawly multiple legged things. As the tea was finished, Mummy suggested to Harry that he join her again in the sloping back of the slipper shaped tub. Auntie Lucy saw that as her cue to move back to the foot of the bath.

"If you need of me, ...." she said.

"I'll be sure to call," answered Mummy. Harry's head was now absolutely swimming; the gin was having an effect on his noggin. It also had done something to his sense of composure and his inhibitions (quite possibly a calculated measure on the part of Edwina), for although his cock remained "rampant and ready" as before, his mood had become far more "rapacious and randy!" Meredith had left the bottle on the caddy before she departed and Mummy gave Harry two more cupful's, "straight down the ole' hatch"; making sure that his "head was better" after having taken such a nasty fall! He set down his cup on the caddy and then sank down by Mummy's side in the tub, giggling merrily to himself.

"Harry," said Edwina to her chuckling young tadpole as she grasped his loins once again and began to tug at them, "your pin it appears, STILL is in need of STICKING a specimen."

"OR TWO!" chimed in the smiling Auntie Lucy from the other end of the tub. Edwina wrinkled her nose in irritation and kicked a little water at her sister, who quieted down and minded her manners as she sipped her tea and poked at her muffin below the waterline, watching the other two.

"Harry," Mummy continued, "I could think of a couple of lovely places for you to stick your pin. Would you like me to show you darling?" The merry student smiled back and nodded in-between snickers and inebriated chuckles. He was well oiled and his inhibitions had gone drifting away like so much fog on the surface of the bath. That was all Edwina needed!

As she lay back very high against the sloping rear of the tub, (and with Harry lying next to her on his side in the water), Mummy lifted her leg slightly and had him bend his body around underneath the raised portion of her bottom. She pulled the mushroom head of his cock up to the mouth of her sex and passed it several times along the opening to tease him. Then she brought the penile tip up to her own nub and teased herself with his pego against her hooded bean; up and down, up and down, up and down!

"I believe you have seen this before Harry, yes?" inquired Aunty Lucy over her cup of tea to him? He nodded and replied to her with a look of ardent pleasure twisting his face; his chin go up and down in an involuntary quiver, "I saw it in the book that you showed me yesterday, Auntie."

"Yes," Auntie continued, "you most certainly did my boy! There are many more things in that book you will learn. In fact, everything you have seen and learned today is just a trifle compared to what I will show you over the next few months! You are keen to learn, yes?" He nodded again, not taking his eyes from those of his mother's as his throbbing pego collided again and again against her swollen clitty nub.

"Good," said Auntie to him after taking a sip from her tea, "because I think we can put away all discussions of all things historical, mathematical, and geographical for our future lessons, and continue instead with things "most CARNAL" for the curriculum. I think you've displayed an aptitude for such matters so far, and in the very short time I've had to work-with and observe you!" He nodded, barely paying attention and now focused on Mummy's hand as it rubbed him around and around on her wicked spot beneath the waves of the tub, so that his colossal cockhead continually crashed in a collection of clitoral collisions! Mummy now had a brand new masturbatory tool and was pleased as punch with it!

"I can see quite clearly," Lucy continued after finishing the last of her tea, "that your Mummy fancies you to be a fine dildo in a pinch!" Harry didn't know exactly what the word "dildo" meant and to tell the truth; he couldn't care in the least right now anyhow but he nodded just the same!

"Then very well," Lucy concluded, "I'll have you know young man that I also share her sentiments and attitude towards you! A fine little stallion and dildo you shall be for us....and others! Yes, Edwina, he'll do! It's as if Mother, errrr - I mean your grandmother, was spot-on with regard to him...or at least her tea leaves were! Now then sister...are you to take him?"

Mummy nodded to Lucy and then turned her eyes back to Harry. Her free hand came up and she brushed his black hair to one side out of his eyes. She kissed him deeply as her hand continued to ram his manhood against her nub in maternal masturbatory manipulation that was "most mutual!"

"Harry," Mummy said to him while looking deeply into his eyes, "what do you wish for Mummy to do with it?" Harry at first couldn't speak. He knew what he wanted but he didn't know the "how" of it and his heart was racing along with his foggy head. He licked his dry lips and was able to find his voice; replying to her with,

"Put it in Mummy."

With that, it was decided! The entire stage had been set by Edwina (with Lucy's help, yes ...of course), and now it had even been agreed to by the pupil! Lucy clapped her hands in anticipation of what she was about to witness, as Edwina looked into Harry's eyes and told him, "Yes then, I want THIS as well; we must put it in, and we shall! Help Mummy get up Please!"

The two repositioned with Edwina facing the rear of the tub, her head low and just above the water and the moons of her arse high like the breaching hump of a whale. Harry stood behind her fesses, not exactly sure again what to do and somewhat unsteady on his feet (thanks to the gin); although he was most "ardent" and "eager" (thanks to the gin well)! Auntie Lucy shook her head, rose up and stood directly behind him. Reaching around to his loins, she seized his charger in one hand and guided it to Edwina's notch with the other.

Harry now stared down upon the twin globes of Edwina's moon below him as she backed up to him. His pego was already being guided by Aunty somewhere below his mummy's naughty notch. Mummy's steady hand now came up from below and pushed the tip against the elusive aperture. His Auntie Lucy bid him to push his hips forward as he was pressed against the opening. His hips came forward....and he was in!

HHHAAAARRRRRHHHH! called Mummy from below in the steamy bath. A swirling whirling storm of pleasure now rose up from Harry's loins and infused his senses! His mouth fell open and he gasped at the realization that he was now most definitely IN...and it was much, MUCH deeper than earlier when he'd had the accident, (that was no accident -thanks to his mummy)!

"Now push in Harry," Auntie Lucy whispered in a raspy snake hiss to his ear before nibbling his earlobe, "push in straight up to those balls of yours!"

"DO IT HARRY! OH YESSSS DO IT!" Mummy wheezed and gasped desperately, her chin just barely touching the surface of the water as she urged him on with sheer joy etched upon her face! Harry instinctively grabbed her hips with both hands and executed a push in a masterfully strong manner that Edwina had not counted upon from him, and in one swoosh he had sunk into her very deepest recesses; sheathing himself inside her!

OOHHHHH! AAAHHHHHH! called Edwina as she turned her head up and then shook her wet locks from side to side.

"You see Harry," Auntie whispered in his ear, "some butterflies are oh so much more pleasurable to stick pins in! Wouldn't you agree?" He turned to answer his Auntie Lucy, only to find her mouth wrapped around his lips, and her tongue snaking inside them before he knew what was happening. Lucy's hands ensnared themselves in his black locks of hair as the mother and son beside her bucked and thrashed in the wanton manner of Oedipus and Jocasta!

Harry and Mummy now slammed their loins together in one wet plunging collision after another; each lunge coursing straight up into Edwina's channel as her son sank in to the very hilt of his member! As mother and son fucked and plowed, wicked Auntie Lucy was right there with the pair; her hand down around Harry's balls and her foul mouth whispering a veritable tapestry of obscenities and lewd images that only fueled both the mind of the drunken son and that of the wanton mother as well!

At last both parties felt their crescendo's rising! It approached like a great storm, mimicking the driving wind and rain outside the window. Harry knew this feeling very well by now and more importantly; so did Mummy!

Now its time to share an important learning point concerning these people locked in sexual congress. You must consider who they were as they both were approaching orgasmic release. They were just on the edge of it, but dear readers you must understand a very important something...they wouldn't cum mind you (for these were people of quality), and people of quality do not cum.... in fact they never cum; instead they ar....

"OH DEAR GOD MUMMY!" screamed Harry, "I BELIEVE I SHALL ARRIVE!"

"I SHALL ARRIVE AS WELL DEAREST SON!" Edwina hoarsely screamed over her shoulder, her voice more a horrid banshee wail than a cry,"AHHHH UGGHHH I'M ARRIVING! OHHH! AGGGHHH!" Mummy now thrashed her rump back hard; slamming her cunt hard against Harry's cock with all the furious might she had in her! Her sex juiced and scented myrrh flowed in cascading streams down from her and along both their legs before trickling into the bath below! Auntie Lucy's sadistic hand came back and with a SWOOSH WHACK, she smacked her nephew hard on the bum! Harry shouted a joyously agonized AAAGGHHH! and spouted a wonderfully clotted load of semen up into his mummy's cunt!

Mummy having "arrived" slightly before her boy, uncoupled herself from his cock which flopped around wildly; still all squirts and spurts. Edwina fell to her knees, drew his cock into her mouth, and throated her boy most hungrily; out of what would be best described as "an attack of incestuous gluttony!" Harry's hands pulled his mother by her wet raven curls onto his cock and he pumped his hips at her sucking lips. He continued to spurt, spend, and arrive with great fanfare and with mad howls of sobbing wide-eyed joy, while Mummy wolfed down his salty seed; savoring every drop of her boy's brine!

"Well, well," thought Edwina, "he is like his father in many ways! The least of which not being that he is a MAN of impeccable TASTE!" She chuckled to herself at her little joke and looked up at her nude colossus son, towering above her as his penis left her lips and swayed like a veiny pendulum. Harry teetered above her as though he might topple and fall, but Auntie was there to steady him and she reached around with a hand to grip his slackening penis.

"Edwina," Lucinda informed her sister, " quickly girl! He shall go limp at any moment!" Mummy understood the inconvenience of this should it be allowed to happen. He had just spent wonderfully hard in her cunny, and with also another two or three sprays of her tonsils as well! She wanted the fun to go on longer but she had to hurry for that to be possible!

Mummy was up and on her feet in the bath with a loud splash of water making great waves in the tub that went from one steamy end to the other. She spun herself around and bent at the waist as Auntie Lucy offered up a helping hand and guided his semi erect cock up into Edwina's fish market for more pokes and lunges. Harry himself collapsed his weight forward to lean on Mummy for a few moments, but with a squeeze of his balls by lewd Aunty Lucy and some slaps on his striped bum, he stood up straight, grabbed Mummy's hips and he began to push and exert himself.