The Community Ch 02 1

The next morning I found myself at breakfast with the same group as last night. The summer retreat wasn't actually opening for another few days which seemed to give me almost unfettered access to every woman here, or did it?

"So, Sam, are you still interested in membership?"

"More than ever, Pastor."

The pastor and his wife exchanged a smile.

"I imagine you have more questions?

"Only a thousand or so, Pastor."

He laughed at that.

"Why don't you ask the one foremost on your mind."

I looked to my mother who had yet to look me in the eye this morning.

"Last night you mentioned 'all women' serve, does that truly include 'all women'," I said as I kept my eyes locked onto my mother.

Pastor Tim understood the question as did my mother who had finally looked to me.

"Any woman of this church in an adult section is required to serve. Does that change anything for you, Sam?"

I kept my eyes locked on my mother.

"On the contrary, Pastor. I feel more and more secure in my resolve with each new revelation."

My mother's eyes went wide with that statement. My father surprisingly looked proud and as I turned to Mrs Waite, I was astounded to see a certain smile on her face that made me think she too might be pleased I was staying.

At that moment,Ms Adams came to our table to clear the empty plates. She caught my eye and gave me an encouraging wink. Mrs Waite gave me a look that left no doubt they had already spoken. 'Today should be an interesting day', I thought.

As we got up from the table I asked Mrs Waite if we could speak privately. She escorted me to her office.

"Is this considered an adult area by chance," I asked?

"No. This is my private office," she replied chuckling.

""Pity. We can speak later then."

"Do you truly wish to speak?"

"I do. I just thought it would be more conducive in an adult area."

"Very well. We will consider this an adult area this one time."

"Excellent! I'd like you to put your palms flat on the desk, please."

"You need that in order to talk?"

"Indulge me, Mrs Waite."

Mrs Waite walked to the desk and put her palms down with her back to me. I approached her and slipped my hands under her shirt, unbuttoning her bra leaving it slack. I grabbed her already erect nipples as she took in a deep excited breath.

I put my mouth close to her ear and whispered.

"I would like to know what Principal Waite particularly likes."

I could feel her ass press into my most certainly hard erection.

"I don't think I understand the question."

I pinched her nipples harder.

"Mrs Waite and Principal Waite are two very different women, and I am guessing they have very different tastes."

She was now grinding against my cock.

"Let me guess. Principal Waite likes discipline, correct?"

Mrs Waite was panting hard now. I wasn't sure how long she'd last.

"Yes she does."

"She also likes having the authority, yes?"

"Yes, yes, yes," she panted.

"And she especially likes correcting I imagine?"

It wasn't going to be long now.

"Oh my God! Yes!"

I pulled her nipples forward while keeping a firm hold and twirled my fingers. That's when Mrs Waite's orgasm exploded forth.

I refastened her bra back in place and took a step back and waited for her to recover. Eventually she turned and leaned against her desk.

"So we understand each other," I asked.

"I think I understand. When would you like Principal Waite to come to you?"

"I think tomorrow would be good if she has the time."

"Principal Waite will make the time, Sam."

"Is there anything I can do for you now," she asked?

I smiled. I couldn't believe I was saying no to Mrs Waite.

"I actually have plans to find my mother and later Ms Adams. But might I trouble Principal Waite to wear a dress or skirt with buttons up the front?"

I was thinking of my favorite part of a german movie where a schoolboy unbuttons his teachers skirt.

She rewarded me with one of her knee knocking smiles. For a moment I wavered but my resolve persevered.

"Thank you for the talk."

"I hope to have many future talks, Mrs Waite."

"I'd like that."

"Truly?" I asked. Which was, I think, my only show of vulnerability. I had been trying to emit more confidence than I really had.

Mrs Waite looked at me with a hint of sympathy, came closer to me, grabbed me by the head with both hands and kissed me with such passion that I wavered on going once again.

"Truly, Sam."

My mother opened the door when I knocked.

"Come in, Sam"

My mother went to a chair by the window, seemingly interested in the scenery.

"Where's dad?"

"We assumed you would want to talk to me first, so he made himself scarce."

"You could've warned me about all this."

"We were instructed not to."

"I see. I was thinking last night about past summers. I remember you spending a lot of time in the family areas."

"I really enjoyed those times," she answered.

"And the adult areas, did you also spend time in those areas?"

She turned to me. She looked sad and resigned.

"Yes I did. I was expected to serve and I did. I'll admit I spent as much of my time with the families as I could, but then duty called and I answered."

Was it wrong how hard my cock was at that particular moment listening to my mom talk about her duty to please men?

I looked at her and admitted physically she was still very attractive.

"I don't hate you," I tried reassuring her.

"How can you not?"

"I just don't."

"I wish I could believe that."

I looked around the room.

"Is this considered an adult area? I haven't been given all the particulars yet."

"Our rooms are considered private unless a woman invites a man into hers or if a woman enters a man's room after being invited."

That's exactly what I was hoping to hear.

"Well, then I'll prove to you I don't think any less of you."

I strode to her.

"I would like you to pleasure my penis with your mouth, Mother."

"You can't be serious," she shrieked!

"You invited me into your room, Mother. The rules seem pretty clear."

She looked at my crotch. There was no mistaking the bulge.

"I am asking you to serve me, Mother. Please start by taking my pants off."

"Sam..."

"My pants, Mother," I said more sternly to show her my resolute ness.

She looked like she was holding back tears but rose and unbuttoned my pants. She pulled them down much the same as Mrs Waite had. I wondered if they had to take a class on it.

"My underwear now please."

Her hands were shaking but she pulled them down exposing my fully erect cock. She went to take my cock in her mouth but I stopped her.

"If you wouldn't mind, Mother, tease it a little first. play with the tip and lick the shaft."

I'm not really sure what had come over me to make it harder for her. Maybe subconsciously I was a little upset with her.

Shockingly, my mother did as I had asked and twirled her tongue round and round, first over the tip of my cock and then the shaft. She then took my member straight into her mouth all the way to the base in one quick swoop.

I had to admit that was pretty awesome.

She would go down with her mouth wide and envelope my cock at its base and suck her way to the top as if she was literally sucking the cum up my shaft. I had hardly any experience but I thought it unusual.

Speaking of cumming, I had started to get the feeling it was imminent.

"Mother, would you suck my balls please."

She made a grunting noise that I couldn't translate but moved her mouth to my balls.

"Where would you like my seed," I asked.

"Wherever you like, Sam," she whispered, then went back to sucking my balls.

"To serve my needs, Mother, I need to learn your preferred landing spot."

She stopped and sighed loudly.

"I prefer it on my face, Sam."

'Jackpot!' I thought. My mother may be into humiliation. I stored that in my memory banks for later.

She resumed sucking my cock with vigor. I pulled out of her mouth at the last possible moment and spewed my junk all over her face. When I saw her stick her tongue out to taste my cum, I popped my cock back into her mouth.

She made a sound that was close enough to a happy one, as far as I was concerned at that moment, so I fucked her face until the rest of my stores came through. She dutifully swallowed all I had left.

She had cleaned up and come back into the room.

"Is there anything else I can help you with, Son?"

"No thanks, Mom."

"Do you really not hate me," she asked.

I walked to her and gave her a big hug. She cried a little into my chest.

"I love you too much to hate you, Mom. Besides Mrs Waite made the transition too tantalizing to pass up."

"How was experiencing your school principal?"

"I don't know yet. I'm expecting that experience tomorrow and I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to it."

I gave her another good squeeze.

"Maybe I was a little upset with you but after what I just put you through, we can consider you sufficiently admonished."

"Is that what that was, an admonishment?"

I just shrugged.

"Should I expect any more admonishments," she asked?

"I would count on it, Mother. Unless you avoid the adult areas or are now unwilling to fulfill your duty?"

She let out an indistinguishable grunt.

"I am happy to serve, Sam."

I smiled widely at that.

"Just don't be so damned smug about it," she exclaimed!

"I'll try my best, Mother," I said laughingly.

I kissed her on the cheek and made my way out to find Ms Adams.

Ms Adams knocked on my door later that afternoon.

I opened the door and smiled widely.

"Please come in, Ms Adams."

She shook her head and entered.

"I must say it has been a long time since anyone has invited me into their room."

"That seems hard to believe," I said.

"The pastor's wife said you were a charmer. How may I be of service, Mr Davies."

"The pastor's wife said that? I thought I was more like a deer in the headlights."

She had a bubbly laugh. I liked her already.

"You can begin by calling me Sam. I actually have a special request. I would like you to teach me how to properly pleasure a woman."

I do love shocking women and Ms Adams was definitely shocked.

"You mean with your tongue?"

"That is precisely what I mean."

"Is this for anyone in particular?"

"The pastors wife."

She laughed quite a bit at that.

"You mean she has agreed to see you again?"

"All women serve, do they not?"

"Technically, but Mrs Waite has avoided the adult areas for some time now. The pastor had to order her to initiate you."

"Why do you think he did that?"

"Because you were the first child to mature into adulthood here and word has it he has tried to get her to go back to being more available to male members for some time now."

This was all interesting to me. It wasn't hard to set up another tryst with Mrs Waite but there was no time then to think on it. Ms Adams seemed well connected here and I really liked her. Some people might not like her curvy body but I found her delightful. Not to mention I could use a friend who knows what is going on around here.

"Ms Adams, I can already see we are going to be great friends."

She pulled her dress over her head and removed her panties.

"Well let's get on with it then."

Ms Adams was panting and gasping for air after her third orgasm.

"No more, Sam. I beg you."

"Was that not to your liking, Ms Adams?"

She giggled.

"You learned way too quickly, young man. Won't be long before the women will be throwing themselves in your path."

"I do aim to please."

"That's why you will be so popular."

"Before you go would you mind a different stimulation."

"What do you have in mind?"

I gave her my best smile.

"You could turn over and let me ride that beautiful bottom of yours."

Ms Adams smiled brightly.

"I'm here to serve, am I not."

Ms Adams rolled to her hands and knees and I positioned myself behind her. At first I explored her back with my hands, her skin felt smooth and soft.

When I reached her hips I lifted her back end up a little and entered her still extremely wet pussy with ease. Ms Adams laid her head to the side and let out a sigh of contentment.

Her pussy was warm and smooth and felt simply lovely. Ms Adams had already cum three times so I didn't concern myself with her pleasure now. Over and over, I filled her womanhood as far as I could reach.

My eyes were glued to her juggling ass and I could hear the slap of my pelvis. I then noticed her exclamations of "oohs and "aahs". A notion hit me that when I came back to Ms Adams, and I most certainly would, that I would always take her this way.

I imagined her bending over for me wherever I happened to find her.

I pounded Ms Adams for as long as I was able. I spewed my cum all over her backside. She seemed to really enjoy that. Truth be told so did I.

Dinner was a jovial affair. Mother was much more relaxed which made the entire atmosphere brighter.

After dinner we all went down by the lake. I was strolling along with my mother when she asked me about my afternoon.

"Ms Adams! Sam, she's sixty years old."

"Is she? I thought fifty max."

"What did you two do?"

"Well, that's none of your concern. Now is it?"

"Are you going to see her again?"

"Of course. It was very enjoyable."

"You are incorrigible."

"Don't worry, Mother. I will still save time for you."

"You say that now but soon there will be many more women here and you'll forget all about me."

"Nonsense! I am determined to find all your dirty secrets, Mother. Unless you just tell me them all now and save me the time?"

Sam thought his mother actually blushed.

"What fun would that be," she teased?

We both laughed and walked back to the group.

On the way back I was able to spend a few minutes alone with Mrs Waite.

"How was your afternoon with Ms Adams?"

"You could ask her," I teased.

"I did. She won't give me any details. You must've sworn her to secrecy."

"I'm afraid I can't give any details yet either, but I am fairly certain she enjoyed herself."

"I am certain she did. She can't seem to stop humming."

"I will make sure to tease her next time I'm with her."

"You plan to see her again?"

I stopped walking and she followed suit and I looked at her seriously.

"She is a lovely woman. Why is everyone so surprised by that?"

She put her hand on my arm and we continued walking.

"You're right. I'm sorry and I'm glad you enjoyed your time with her. How about your mother?"

"Now that I'd be happy to share every detail about."

"Really? Too bad we are almost back, there isn't time."

"You could accidentally wander into an adult area and I could be compelled to need your assistance?"

"As lovely as that thought is, my husband expects me tonight."

"Lucky man."

"Speaking of which my husband tells me he is planning a boat outing tomorrow. I have already told him I am not going."

"Really what else is so important?"

"I have a certain dress that buttons up the front I thought I'd try on."

She's ditching the outing to bring me Principal Waite.

"I think I might be too busy as well."

"Oh really, any particular reason?"

"I find myself particularly in need of a strict lesson."

"You will certainly be getting that, Mr Davies."

I watched her intoxicatingly swaying backside as she strode ahead of me.

Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough.