My Exhibitionist Mom

CHAPTER 7- MRS. DELANEY'S PUNISHMENT

Note: This story is part of Book 1 of the "My Exhibitionist Mom" series by Jill Jacobson

(NOTE: ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED AS OVER 18)

In May I was given a note to hand a note to my Mom. I had flunked the Social Studies test, because Mrs. Delaney doesn't like me. So tonight Mom and I had to head over to the school to talk with her. She ushered us into her office when we arrived. To my Mom she said, "Mrs. Jacobson, the reason I asked you here tonight was because your Daughter seems to be preoccupied, and it's affecting her work, and it's even spilling over and affecting the other students. And I wanted to get your insight into it, and your help, because it has become a distraction and I can't continue this way."

"Oh? What exactly is she preoccupied with?"

"Plain and simple, Mrs. Jacobson, it's sex. Jill is constantly talking, doodling, whispering and thinking about sex. It's like a disease that is infecting the other students. I've even caught her exposing her vagina in class, and touching herself both through her clothing and underneath it. Once I saw her even bring herself to orgasm while looking right at me. I considered it a passive-aggressive act. She seems to want and need some sort of punishment. And I asked you here tonight to inform you that I am flunking her out of this class unless she performs certain remedial requirements."

Mrs. Delaney and my Mom looked at each other for a few moments. If I flunked that class my graduation would be in jeopardy. Mrs. Delaney is tall, about 50 years old, and usually wears a suit and her hair up in a bun. I never actually considered what she looked like until now. But tonight she had on a short skirt, high heels, and her shoulder-length hair was down and stylishly cut. She was about 5'9" and not over 150 lbs. She was way more attractive than I had thought, and as she was talking about me masturbating that time in class, I started to get wet again remembering it.

"Exactly what do you propose, Jean?" My Mom asked.

"Well first I will need to swear you to secrecy that whatever happens here in my office will remain here and only here."

"I do."

"I'm going to speak frankly now. This is a punishment for your Daughter. I derive no pleasure from what is about to take place, and I trust you won't either. I want you to remove all your clothing, and I'm going to do the same. Together we are going to instruct your daughter on sex education, discipline her, and make her understand that she is to do everything we command her to do. Is that clear?"

"Ha, ha, ha.... You can't be serious, Jean! It's a-"

"Is that CLEAR?" There was silence again for several moments. I had already explained to Mom how important this class was to my graduation. Mrs. Delaney clearly knew it.

"Yes, Mrs. Delaney," my Mother said. Mrs. Delaney looked at her and nodded. She stood and reluctantly began to remove her clothes. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse. It seemed like it took forever. She took off her bra and pants and stood in only her panties. She put her hands on her hips, a stern look on her face. My Mom was ready to do whatever it took.

Mrs. Delaney unzipped her skirt, and as it fell to the floor I saw that she wasn't wearing panties. Her legs were long and stunning, and she had a full brown-haired bush. I could see that the tops of her thighs were wet with her juices, and she was obviously quite excited. She unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapped her bra. When it fell to the floor, she stood in just her high heels and thigh-high stockings, tall and quite beautiful, with large breasts that sagged only slightly, capped with hard, small nipples. Even Mom was captivated looking at her.

"Now the rest," Mrs. Delaney said. Mom unsnapped her bra and let it fall to the floor. She slowly pulled her panties down to the middle of her thighs. She paused as if to have second thoughts. Without looking at me, she pulled them down to her knees and let them fall to her feet. Now her panties were off, and she stood up with her small breasts proudly at erect attention. Her hairy light brown bush was also wet around her slit. I could see her unusually large clit protruding from beneath her hair.

Mrs. Delaney stood behind my Mom and cupped her breasts as she spoke to me. "Have you seen your Mother nude before, Jill?"

"Yes, I have, Mrs. Delaney, coming out of the shower." I needed to play this game so I could pass my class.

"Have you seen her nipples this erect?" She pinched my Mom's nipples and they stood all the way out a half inch. She continued, "When I was only a teenager my Mother used to make me masturbate in front of a whole party. She did it several times. It was extremely embarrassing, but I reached orgasm every time. One time there were both women and men there. They were laughing at me as I struggled to reach my climax. It was a mortifying experience, but It shaped me into who I am today. I'm going to embarrass your Mother just the way mine did to me, for not teaching you how to behave in class. I'm going to fuck your mother in the ass right in front of you with my finger while she looks directly in your eyes. If she wants to get it over with quickly, she'll reach orgasm as soon as she is physically able."

Mom said, "My god, please don't do that in front of my Daughter. It's too embarrassing! This is way beyond what's called for. Don't finger-fuck my ass, please! That's going to make me come right in front of my Daughter! Please, Mrs. Delaney. Let's think of some other way." Her plea fell upon deaf ears.. Mrs. Delaney came over to me and put her index finger in my mouth and told me to get it nice and wet so she could insert it smoothly into Mom's ass. I did, and she walked in back of my Mom. I could see her behind Mom spreading her ass. She looked directly at me for a few excruciating moments while Mom bit her lip and waited for the punishment to begin. Then it happened, and Mrs. Delaney shoved her finger all the way inside. My Mom let in a WHOOSH of breath and her eyes opened as wide as they could. "OH NO! Mrs. Delaney's finger is all the way up my ass! Oh... Oh... she's moving it in and out now.... Jesus, Mr. Delaney, don't continue with this."

"Spread your pussy lips now and look directly at your Daughter. I want her to see your clit get nice and big as I do it to you." My Mom shook her head no. But slowly, she reached down and put both hands in front of her pussy and pulled her lips apart. Her clit was huge.

"Oh dear... I can't come in front of my Daughter. I won't be able to. How do you expect me to finish this way, Mrs. Delaney?" Mrs. Delaney said nothing. just kept moving her arm, her finger penetrating my Mother's asshole. "Please don't look Honey, it's so embarrassing I can't take it anymore. Her finger is going in and out. I feel it building up inside me. I hope I climax soon so I can get this over with." But I kept looking right into her eyes.

"Jill is to continue to look directly at you as I penetrate your asshole. I want her to see it all. This punishment is for both of you."

"It's okay Mom, take a few minutes and enjoy the feeling. You can go ahead and climax, I don't mind. I won't tell anyone that you came from Mrs. Delaney fucking you in the ass."

"Oh my god... It's too much, I'm too nervous to orgasm. Please let me masturbate so I can orgasm and get this over with."

"No, Mrs. Jacobson, I think you just need another finger in your ass, so I will put two inside you. If you concentrate, it will happen. That is a lesson I try to impart to my students, especially Jill. One that she would do well to learn." My Mother let in another sharp breath as she felt the second finger invading her asshole.

"NO! Don't do that! She has two fingers in my ass now. Please. Please. We need to get this over with. At least pull my nipples, maybe that will make me come. I need to finish. My clit is so swollen. Please let touch it. Jill does not need to see me like this."

"No, Mrs. Jacobson, just stand there and take my fingers as they plunge in and out of your ass. I'm going to go very fast now. Maybe that will unlock her secret pleasure."

"Go ahead Mom, just let it go. There's nothing you can do about it, so just try to finish off. Don't mind me watching, it's all part of my sex education." Mom was looking directly at me, with her mouth open and Mrs. Delaney's fingers pistoning in and out of her asshole. Mom looked shocked, incredulous.

"Oh my goodness, Honey, I think I'm going to come now. Yes, I think I'm almost there. I'm going to come right in front of you. Watch me Honey, watch me come. That way, we'll get this over with. There's nothing I can do about it. Are you okay, Honey?" Her legs started to shake as she looked right at me, and now Mrs. Delaney was looking at me too, smiling pleasantly.

"Yes, it's okay, Mom. I want you to come. Have your orgasm now. Then the punishment will be over, and we can get back to normal. I think you need it, Mom. You need to come now. Go ahead. Let it go. Let yourself go, and come for Mrs. Delaney."

"Your mother's going to come, I think. She's going to finish right in front of you. Stand up straight and spread your pussy wider please, Mrs. Jacobson. But don't touch your clitoris. I want you to come in front of her, using only the stimulation from my fingers in your ass to carry you through it. I want Jill to see everything, so she will know how embarrassing it is to flaunt her sexuality in front of people." Mom did as she was told, spread her pussy lips wide and a few droplets of liquid came out of her hole and made a little splat on the floor.

"Oh god, I think I'm coming. I can't help it, Honey, I'm going to orgasm right in front of you." Now I heard the slap, slap, slap of Mrs. Delaney's hand hitting my Mother's ass with each stroke, as her finger reached all the way inside her. "This is SO embarrassing, but there's nothing I can do. I'm coming, yes I'm coming. Here it comes now." A little stream started to come out of her and land on the floor, splattering loudly. "Here it comes... HERE IT COMES! WATCH ME! LOOK AT ME... I'M COMING... I'M COMING! I'M COMING!" Three thick streams came straight out of her pussy as she looked straight up at the ceiling in horror, thrusting her hips forward with every ejaculation.

"LOOK AT YOUR DAUGHTER." Mom again faced me with her eyes wide open. There was a small puddle that ended three feet in front of her.

"AHHHHH! AHHHHH! Ahhhhhh. Ohhh. Oh, my god. I came."

Mom would now only look up at the ceiling, and she looked like she might cry. Mrs. Delaney was smiling like the Cheshire Cat. I was absolutely flabbergasted, and I couldn't wait to get home to jerk off. Mrs. Delaney I'm sure had the same idea.

She said, "Well, Mrs. Jacobson, your Daughter has just passed Social Studies. I hope you both enjoy the rest of your evening. I certainly will. After you both leave I'm going to lie on the floor in this puddle you've made, with my legs up, and using my hand mirror, I'm going to watch myself masturbate to orgasm. I want you to picture that when you arrive home, Jill. And be forewarned, any more impertinence from you in class will not be tolerated. Good night, ladies, and pleasant dreams. And remember, any word of this that gets back to me about this evening will have severe consequences, as I have the entire thing on videotape."

I had no idea if that was a bluff, but my Mom quietly dressed and we left without saying another word. She was visibly shaking, and I'd never seen her like that. I was just thinking how much I would love to sit in front of that videotape and jerk myself off....