Please read The Submissive Boy first as this story follows on from that.
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Emily was waiting in the supermarket car park when her phone rang. It was Liam wanting to know if they could get together that afternoon.
'Sorry Liam, I can't today. I've been invited over for coffee at Mrs Scott's house. Oh here she is now. I have to rush. Talk to you soon.'
The silver Mercedes pulled up and stopped beside her as the window wound down.
'Hi, get in!' said Mrs Scott.
Emily climbed into the car and settled in the plush leather passenger seat. She was wearing a tiny denim mini skirt and a white off the shoulder peasant blouse.
Her stomach lurched as she saw that Mrs Scott was wearing her black leather pencil skirt again. For some reason Emily thought the older lady looked very sexy in that outfit. It was finished off by a shiny silver satin blouse. The perfume she wore was intoxicating.
'How nice to see you again Emily. How have you been?'
Emily couldn't tell her that she had thought about nothing else other than her and her husband, especially when he said about Mrs Scott loving to eat young girls pussies. Hers throbbed as she spoke.
'I'm doing great thanks. Thank you so much for inviting me over for coffee.'
'Oh I'm sure the pleasure will be all mine!' said Mrs Scott in a sultry voice.
Emily's pussy spasmed yet again.
Once they were in the house Mrs Scott settled Emily in the lounge room and went into the kitchen to get the drinks.
When she returned she had with her a bottle of chilled white wine and two glasses.
'I thought this might do the trick better than boring old coffee. Don't worry my husband will drive you home. He's playing golf at the moment but will be back later.'
Mrs Scott poured two glasses of wine and sat beside Emily on the sofa.
'Cheers!' said Emily.
'Bottoms up!' replied Mrs Scott with a smile.
They drank their wine and chatted about what they had been doing since they'd last met but mainly about Emily and her course work. Mrs Scott topped up their glasses from time to time.
Then she put her glass on the coffee table in front of them and turned to Emily.
'You really are a good girl aren't you?'
Emily froze, not knowing what to say.
Mrs Scott took away her glass and put it next to hers before turning back towards her again.
'You really are very cute,' she said as she leaned towards the girl and stroked her arm.
'Have you ever kissed a girl before?' Mrs Scott asked.
'N..no, never,' stuttered Emily.
'So you've probably never kissed an experienced older woman either,' she said as she moved nearer to Emily.
Emily gazed into the older woman's eyes as she came forward, took hold of her at the back of her head and pulled her face to her own.
'Oh God!' moaned Emily just before their lips touched and Mrs Scott kissed her long and sensually.
'That was nice.' said Mrs Scott as they broke apart slightly. 'Maybe I need to do that again.'
This time when they kissed Mrs Scott forced Emily's mouth open with her tongue and slid it in.
Soon Emily was reciprocating which gave Mrs Scott confidence to slide Emily's top from her shoulders and pull it down until her breasts were bare. She started to fondle the young girl's small breasts making her moan into the older woman's mouth.
This time when they broke Mrs Scott looked into Emily's eyes as her hand went down to her skirt, then onto her thigh.
Emily gasped then mewed as Mrs Scott's hand crept up her thigh and onto her white silk panties.
'I..I..I've never done anything like this befo...Oh God!' she moaned as the older woman pushed the gusset aside and slipped a finger deep into her pussy.
'Don't worry baby. Mummy will take good care of you!'
Emily moaned louder at hearing that and because she now had two fingers in her.
'My husband and I have been looking for a girl like you for a long time. A good girl. An obedient girl. You will be an obedient girl for us, won't you Emily?
As she said that her thumb began to rub over Emily's clitoris making her pant and try to push her hips onto the fingers that were driving her wild.
Mrs Scott slowed down her actions, teasing the girl, building her orgasm slowly.
'Please Mrs Scott, please make me cum. Oh God I need to cum.'
Mrs Scott removed her hand from Emily's pussy and with her other hand she grasped the girl's hair and pulled her head back so she was staring into the older woman's eyes. She then took hold of her hard nipple and squeezed it.
'You sound just like you did when my husband was fucking you!'
Emily gasped.
'You're a naughty little girl and do you know what happens to naughty little girls?'
Emily stared into the older woman's eyes, not daring to speak.
'They get spanked.' added Mrs Scott
She reached under Emily's short skirt and peeled off her soaked knickers.
'No, please Mrs Scott. I'm sorry. Please don't spank me,' she pleaded.
Soon her skirt was up around her waist and she was laying over Mrs Scott's knees, the leather skirt below her pussy felt cool.
Mrs Scott began to spank her. First one cheek then the other. She alternated the slaps with the odd one to the top of her thighs.
'You really are a naughty girl begging my husband to fuck you!'
Slap!
'Did you enjoy cumming on his big cock when he told you I like eating young girls pussies?'
Slap!
'Or was it when he said I would fuck you with my strap-on?'
Slap! Slap!
'Please Mrs Scott. No more please!'
'Oh you didn't say that when my husband had you on your knees and he was stuffing his cock down your throat!'
Slap!
'Or when you swallowed all his cum!'
It wasn't long before Emily's porcelain bottom was a nice shade of pink.
Mrs Scot stopped spanking and caressed her peachy little bum.
'You have a gorgeous arse Emily. Has anyone ever fucked you there?'
Emily could only moan as the older woman was running one of her manicured fingernails over her little puckered hole.
'Oh God, n...no. No-one.'