OKAY, WELL, MAYBE IT WASN'T GOING TO BE PRETTY, but Sheila knew how to get her daughter a diploma. Once a whore, well, you know the story. Do what you do best, and all of that.
Such were the thoughts that went through Sheila's head as she waited for her daughter to come home from school. The good news was that Sheila was under forty and still had a pretty rockin' body. Her face was a little seasoned, but hey, she'd been around. And what did any of that matter anyway? She was just going to lead the way for her daughter, Gina, who was, after all, going to have to take car of things for herself.
"You want me to what?!" Gina said after her mother explained the situation.
"Listen, baby, it's okay. You turned eighteen a few months ago, so everything is legal. Trust me, there is no way he's going to say no. I got the letter a couple of weeks ago saying that you weren't going to graduate because you're failing history, and you have to graduate. So, like I said, I invited Mr. Wilcox over for dinner tonight to see if he could be persuaded to let you do some extra credit to pass his class, and if he says no, then we're going to fuck him until he says yes."
"Mom, that's just crazy," Gina said. "Everyone at school will find out."
"Don't worry about that," Sheila said. "Just go get ready like I told you."
A couple hours later, Mr. Wilcox was finished eating and Sheila hadn't really got him to budge on changing Gina's grade. It was hard enough to persuade him to take coffee in the living room, but at least he'd agreed to that. Gina stayed back in the other room.
"With all due respect, it's just a matter of points. Gina here did not get enough. Now, I do offer an extra credit assignment, but even if she had done it, she would still be way off the mark."
Sheila sat next to him on the couch. She put her hand on his thigh. "Okay," she said. "That's understandable. The bottom line is that Gina knows she screwed up. But she has got to graduate, so now the only points we're going to discuss are pleasure points." She started rubbing his crotch. "I'm sure we can come to an understanding of some kind."
Sheila stood up, pulled her shirt off, then her pants. Now in her bra and panties, she knelt down in front of him and started undoing his belt.
"You're very sweet to care this much about your daughter," Mr. Wilcox said. "And I would love to, well, fuck you, but I'm not sure that's going to be enough."
"Listen, I give the best head you will ever get. And also, you can do absolutely anything you want to me, but if that's not enough, then Gina is prepared to negotiate further."
"Well, now we're getting somewhere," Mr. Wilcox said. "Better get to sucking, then."
Sheila pulled his pants off and did exactly that. She licked his shaft from base to tip, then wet her lips and sucked hard on the head; she let up, and sucked it again. For a square, he actually had a really nice cock.
Mr. Wilcox leaned back and got comfortable. "Better have your daughter come in now," he said. "I come three times, any way I want, she passes my class."
Sheila called Gina in. Of course, she'd been eavesdropping the whole time anyway. She walked into the room quickly, hoping to get things over with as fast as she could.
Meanwhile, Sheila was still sucking.
"Hi, Gina," Mr. Wilcox said. He put his hand on her mother's forehead. "Just lick my dick lightly for now. You, undress slowly."
Both ladies did as they were told. Mr. Wilcox put his hands behind his head as Gina slowly peeled her t-shirt up and off her tight young body. Sheila tongued the tip of his cock, then sucked his balls, going back and forth every few strokes.
Gina slowly undid the button on her jeans, then lowered them to her ankles. She stepped out of her pants and stood straight up, a splendid specimen. She removed her bra and panties quickly, and felt Mr. Wilcox's eyes absorb every bit of her naked body. Starting at her ankles, his eyes moved up her calves, her tight thighs, her shaved cunt, her flat belly, her nice perky tits, her smooth shoulders. She felt cold and exposed; her nipples hardened and her skin got prickly.
"Come sit on my lap."
She moved slowly, a very sexy girl indeed. She sat up on Mr. Wilcox's lap, facing the same way. She felt his hot meat on her thigh. "Now, mother, stroke my dick with your hand while you lick your daughter's snatch. Get it nice and wet."
Sheila did as she was told, rubbing her hand over the spit-slippery cock, licking Gina's clit, her tongue digging into the pussy, parting the lips, then moving back to the clit.
Mr. Wilcox looked down over Gina's shoulder at Sheila going to work. It was a nice view, cascading past those full perky tits, so perky, down a silky stomach, and a tight pussy waiting below.
He cupped his hands over Gina's breasts softly. Then he slid one hand down the tight young body, pushed the mother's head back, and felt the warm receptive pussy. It was ready. Lifting her body up, he brought her back down onto his cock.
The narrow, warm, wet pussy was amazing. He pinched her nipples hard and her body stiffened, but that felt good on his dick too.
"Keep licking that clit," he commanded. "Get her off."
Sheila went back to work on her daughter's clit. Mr. Wilcox raised and lowered her ever so slightly on his cock, the tight pussy almost too much for him.
Gina whimpered, moaned, resisted, and finally gave into a small orgasm. The cunt squeezed his cock, a flush of wet coming along with it and he knew it was genuine. He pulled the girl off and tossed her aside.
"Now, suck your daughter's cum off my dick."