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Looking uncomfortable, Sue and Mark sat stiffly on their chairs opposite each other smiling, unsure what to do, avoiding each other's eyes across the table. Mrs Chan stood close by, in serious office attire, her legs astride, assertive. She held her phone steady filming the couple's uncertainty. What were they meant to do next?
"So," Mrs Chan asked them, "why did you choose to sit at the table. And not the couch?"
They both looked around the room, it was sort of like a coffee shop. Except no windows, just the three of them, in her clinic. With the door closed, they had some privacy. The lights were muted. In the room they could choose to sit at the table which they had chosen, it was set maybe for a meal or a snack, or a nice comfortable couch against the far wall, or in the middle two cushy chairs with a coffee table.
"We decided," Mark started.
"You decided," Sue interrupted, smiling to ease the barb.
Mrs Chan raised a hand to gain their silence. "Let's remember why you are here?" she suggested. "Why did you come?"
Sue looked at Mark. "So we can get to know each other better," she smiled. "And stuff."
Mrs Chan smiled at them both. "That's right. The stuff. Or as I like to call it, sex." She replayed a video for them on her phone. "Let's look at how this started," she told the couple. They watched. Mark had led Sue into the room, looked around at the options and pulled out the chair chivalrously for Sue where she now sat.
"And whose idea was it for you to come to my session?" Mrs Chan persisted, but warmly.
"My parents," Sue admitted.
"Because?"
Mark stayed shtoom, tried to pretend he was untroubled.
"Because they caught us canoodling," Sue smiled a little. Like when she said it in this place it seemed less terrible and embarrassing than it was at the time. She remembered that it felt good until...
"Canoodling?" Mrs Chan smiled too as she questioned the young woman. But she kept her warm tone. Then she looked to Mark. He smiled too, but with a taste of embarrassment at the incident. Then they both looked to Sue to continue.
"We were in the dark on couch when they came home early."
"And they filmed it," Mark muttered.
Mrs Chan smiled. "I have the video here." She played it.
A couple, Sue's parents, stood outside their front door. "I heard a noise," her mother whispered into the phone, "there's someone in there." She turned the phone around as the father cautiously unlocked their front door then carefully sidled in. "Noise coming from the living room," Sue's mother whispered. The father bared his fists. "No," said mother, "I think I know what it is." She eased past her husband, went round a corner to shine the phone on Sue and Mark there on the couch, fully clothed, with Mark trying to get his hand from inside Sue's jumper, as they split apart in the confusion of being sprung.
Sue's mother shook her head as they both jumped up, Sue trying to arrange herself under that jumper. "You're both 19 years old and that's the best you can do?" her mother exclaimed. "I don't know why we even leave you alone."
Mrs Chan stopped the video and crossed her arms. Time to begin again. "So let's see if we can do better? Let's start again. Go right out and come back in." She gave them a stern look. And like in the video they stood wondering what they should do next.
This time, Mrs Chan pointed to the door. Mark and Sue meekly stepped out and closed the door. "Come in," Mrs Chan called out to them.
This time Mark led Sue over to the couch by the hand, kissed her on the mouth as they sat so that he had an arm around her when they were settled. That hand fondled her breast through her blouse as they kept passionately kissing.
Mrs Chan coughed politely and they immediately stopped. "Do you think that was a bit rushed?" she asked.
"But I want him to do that," Sue insisted. Mark looked unsure.
"How far have you two fumbled with each other," Mrs Chan asked, in her measured tone.
"You've seen the video," Sue snapped resentfully.
"Yes," Mrs Chan continued, "but I want to hear it from you. How far have you gone?"
Sue looked hopefully to Mark whose return look suggested he did not know what to say.
"I let him touch my breasts," Sue admitted proudly. "And he got my jeans undone. But I didn't let him get into my panties."
"Why not?" Mrs Chan asked, again like she was just seeking info.
"Well I like him playing with my breasts, I like that a lot."
"And that's all you need," Mark hastily added.
"And is it all you need, Mark?" Mrs Chan used a serious tone, like he needed to tell her the truth.
Mark gave in. "Of course I want more," he told them. "But if that's as far as Sue wants to go, I'll respect that."
"And what does she do for you in return?"
Mark thought for a moment. He looked lovingly at Sue, sitting right up close next to him, thigh to thigh. But he did not have an answer.
"What does she do for you?" Mrs Chan repeated more tenderly.
Mark placed his hand on the bulge at the front of his pants. He ran his fist up and down, finding it hard to stop.
"Do you like doing that?" Mrs Chan asked him.
"It feels really good," Mark answered before he realised what he was saying. He half closed his eyes as he kept on with it.
Mrs Chan smiled as she watched. Sue was watching her boyfriend too, sitting right next to him, unsure if she should be content with how he was pleasing himself. It did not look like he was about to stop.
Mrs Chan had to interrupt. "Do you like doing that to Mark?" she asked Sue.
"Yes, so much!" Sue exclaimed. That stopped Mark like he only then suddenly realised what he had been doing in front of the two women. He dropped his wanking hand to his side. "Let me," Sue insisted, with more than a glint in her eyes. She placed her steady hand on that bulge and continued what Mark had started.
After letting that go on for a while, Mrs Chan stepped close to the loving couple. "Which do you like better Mark? How you were doing it or what Sue is doing now?"
Mark did not have to think this time. "How Sue does it!" He tipped back and closed his eyes so he could indulge in the full pleasure.
Mrs Chan held that look of interest. "Sue, have you seen his cock ever?"
Sue shook her head. But she gripped the front of Mark's pants like she was trying to imagine how it would look if it wasn't covered.
"Do you want to see his cock?"
That question was almost unnecessary. Sue did not even look to Mark. "Oh yes, so much," she eagerly told the woman standing so close to her.
"Do you need permission?"
This time Sue turned to Mark, her hand firmly gripping him. "Mark, would you mind?" she asked. Mark did not utter any words. He just groaned with the anticipation of soon being freed. Of getting permission to.
Sue stopped what she was doing through Mark's clothes. Smiling now that she was allowed, Sue reached up to unbuckle her man's belt. She quickly unbuttoned his pants and yanked them down, Mark raising his butt to help her. Now all that remained was the thin cotton of Mark's underwear. Sue looked into Mark's face for any sign of reticence and seeing nothing but encouragement, of course, she took the band in both her hands and flipped it under his crotch. An impressively hard cock sprang out.
Even Mrs Chan looked appreciative of what Mark had there. Sue just stared at it, her hands seemed to be stuck to that waistband. Now she was not sure what to do next. Mark watched. Mrs Chan watched.
Sue snapped out of it first. With sudden determination, she finished the job, dragging Mark's underwear down to his knees. Then she let go. And as if she had been doing it like this along she took Mark's exposed cock in her hand and did what she needed to do to keep him hard.
"Is that good?" Sue asked Mark as she traced her fingers up and down the length of his swelling cock. She had worked out what she wanted to do. And Mark could barely answer her through the thrill of this new experience. Sue noticed the ooze at the head of her man's hard cock, used it to lubricate the rest of his erection so she could vigorously work him in a way she just knew would turn him on more.
In response to Mark's groans of absolute pleasure, Sue looked at him from so close. "Take off your shirt," she urged.
Mark immediately complied with that. While Mrs Chan squatted in front of him to remove his shoes, socks, and soon the rest of his clothing. Mark sat there, completely naked with Sue still pleasuring him, now able to spread his legs and tickle his balls gently while still working his very erect cock. She stopped for a moment to admire what she had done to her boyfriend.
And he also revelled in this new experience, now he realised how very close Mrs Chan's face had been to the head of his cock when she was undressing him. A face near his bare cock! All that and he was naked, the centre of attention of two very dressed women.
Sue had not let go, she felt a new strong throb in that cock, Mark lurching up out of his seat. Suspecting his state, Sue looked to Mrs Chan who was again standing back just a little, watching. Mrs Chan nodded her assent, reading Sue's mind.
"Do you want to cum for me?" Sue asked. New to it as she was, she knew all the lines.
That brought a change in Mark. First he felt a wave of ecstasy at the prospect of release. Then something else, a new strange imperative. He wanted things too!
Mark stood up. Sue crouching, had to let go of him for a moment. Mark gently lifted Sue up by her arms, so that she too was standing, facing him.
Almost like he had done it to her before, Mark lifted Sue's top over her head. He effortlessly unhooked her bra and took the time to nibble her breasts.
Sue gripped the back of Mark's head as he teased a nipple with his teeth. Taking that as assent, Mark quickly unbuckled Sue's jeans and slid them and her panties down her legs.
Weighing in to help finish the job, Mrs Chan knelt by Sue's side to get her shoes off and then the jeans and panties the rest of the way. But unlike when she had deliberately left Mark's bare body alone, now Mrs Chan had Sue completely bare, she bit gently around Sue's hip as she let her fingers stray into the bush above Sue's lower lips.
Mark was still working on his girlfriend's nipples. And his erection still poked straight out at Sue, hard as it had been and so close to her freshly uncovered body.
Sue looked down at what Mrs Chan was doing to her. She squirmed as the other woman nibbled around where she was so sensitive. Sue groaned, a hazy look in her eyes. "I want to taste him," she told the older woman.
Mrs Chan smiled back as she placed her hand lower to gently finger Sue. "Why are you asking me," she mocked as Sue squirmed and groaned at her touch.
Mesmerised by her descent into pleasure, Sue looked to Mark as she again took his cock in her hand. "May I?" Sue asked, fumbling out the question as Mrs Chan gently spread her legs apart.
Mark was too enraptured to answer. But his desire was clear. With Mrs Chan now lightly running her fingers over Sue's crotch, the young woman bent over and licked the top, the helmet. She weighed up whether she liked his taste, for a moment, then decided that she did not mind it. Sue actually licked her lips, looked up at Mark a little nervously then leant down further, this time to take the whole head in her mouth. She held it there for a moment then eased her lips down a little lower. Then back up again and again back to that point, about halfway along Mark's cock. Mrs Chan held her fingers steady, against Sue's lips.
Then she coughed. And reflexively pulled away. Mrs Chan let her loose. Sue coughed a little more. When she recovered she gave Mark sad eyes. "Sorry," she said.
Mark stood there a bit less rigid than he had been a moment before. "It was good," he said carefully. He was an honest man.
Mrs Chan went back to Sue, stroked her lightly from shoulder, down her side. It was both reassuring and sensual. "Let me show you something," Mrs Chan told her gently. She turned to Mark. "Do you mind?" she asked him softly. He could not imagine what he might mind, so he said nothing, giving their tutor his silent consent.
Mrs Chan patted the front of her dress as she knelt in front of Mark, her mouth again almost touching his manhood.
She carefully cupped his balls then gave the top of his cock the lightest peck. Still caressing him from below, Mrs Chan leaned in to tongue his cock from its base all the way up to his slit.
Sue knelt next to Mrs Chan gently touching her on the arm for attention. "Can I do that?" the younger woman asked.
"Of course," Mrs Chan smiled back. She took hold of Mark's cock and pointed it away from her, at Sue.
"I thought you would hurt him if you moved it like that," Sue asked.
Mrs Chan looked up at Mark as she continued to tease his balls. "Did that hurt you Mark?" she asked.
Mark licked his lips as Mrs Chan tilted his cock even closer to Sue's mouth. "Ugh, not at all," he stumbled. He was already imagining what would come next. His cock throbbed with that expectation.
Mrs Chan took Sue's hand in hers, led Sue to caress Mark's sac as she had been doing. The older woman held Sue there carefully so she would not press Mark too roughly on that sensitive area.
"Now this I can do," Sue told her clothed instructor. She leant forward to lick her man's cock, from near where she caressed him, all the way to the top of his very erect member.
Confident in her student's quick learning, Mrs Chen left Sue to stimulate Mark from underneath. She directed the momentarily neglected cock away from his girlfriend. With Mark's erection just below her face, Mrs Chan smiled again at Sue. "Now watch me closely," she told her.
Mrs Chan lowered her mouth directly down onto Mark's cock, taking him in deep, almost to the root.
Sue stared with amazement that it could go so deep. Mrs Chan not inconvenienced at all began to bob up and down on it, the look of bliss on her face almost matching Mark's enjoyment.
Suddenly Mrs Chan pulled away. "Quick," she ordered the younger woman, "he's about to cum."
Without thinking of any consequences, Sue immediately took Mark's cock deep in her throat, just as she had seen Mrs Chan do. She bobbed up then down once and that was all it took. She did not think about it, just did it.
Without any regard, the pent-up boyfriend came copiously in his lover's mouth. Instinctively she swallowed then swallowed again and again as Mark, almost out of control, thrust hard into her, over and over, until his orgasm subsided. He held there for an excruciating pleasurable moment then spent, pulled out.
"Wow," said Sue, wiping her lips.
"That was incredible," Mark exclaimed.
"You haven't finished yet," Mrs Chan warned him, getting a look of surprise that silently questioned what could possibly come next.
Mrs Chan said nothing, did not explain. She raised Sue from her knees then sat her down in the centre of the couch. With the utmost delicacy, Mrs Chan spread the other woman's legs. She placed a hand on Sue's inner thigh, to make sure she would stay completely exposed.
"Do you know what to do?" Mrs Chan asked Mark.
He chose not to answer. Whatever he thought he knew, Mark realised, Mrs Chan would know a lot more.
She understood. "That's okay," she assured him. "Now watch closely."
Kneeling in front of Sue, Mrs Chan let go of the other woman's thighs and surprising both of the naked lovers, she moved up to place her hands behind Sue's head to draw her forward for a kiss. One that continued. She did not let go, driving her tongue into the willing woman's mouth. With Sue now free to hold Mrs Chan by the shoulders, Mrs Chan could now play with Sue's breasts. She lightly pinched her nipples. Sue groaned with her pleasure then forced her tongue as deep as she could into the other woman's mouth.
"I thought..." Mark started. He was observing from very close by.
Mrs Chan broke the kiss to give Mark a kindly look. She knew what he was about to say. "You don't just dive in with a woman. You build her up to it. Watch while I slowly caress her all over before giving her what she craves."
"And then can I..." Mark responded, seemingly unable to finish his sentences, such was his rapture. And he felt a stirring, he was getting hard again.
Mrs Chan nibbled on each of Sue's breasts, then worked her way down her chest, licking and gently biting down her front, to Sue's very evident delight. Mrs Chan stopped for a moment just above Sue's belly button and again turned to address the enthralled man. "I hope that you can do even better than me," she smiled. "After all, her pleasure is far far more important to you than it is to me. I am only here to help."
And with that, Mrs Chan poked her tongue into Sue's indented navel. Causing the younger woman to splay her legs up into the air, kicking helplessly against nothing as she writhed in completely abandoned ecstasy.
Mark had never seen anything like it. Well, he had never before even seen her pussy, and now here she was, completely naked and in unbridled rapture. He only hoped that when it was his turn, he could give his girlfriend a fraction of what she was currently experiencing.
Mrs Chan knew she did not need to say anything. Mark was closely watching her every move and Sue was completely in her thrall. The older woman gently bit her way down Sue's taut stomach. Sue was reacting as expected, she glowed and perspired as she thrashed about on that couch. Mark started to worry about his girlfriend's extreme state, but Mrs Chan, if anything, seemed relaxed with what she was doing to Sue.
She was close now to finally descending to Sue's once private regions, now obscenely displayed to the other two in the room, her last vestiges of modesty long departed.
Just before reaching to where Sue wanted her to go, Mrs Chan stopped. She looked over to Mark to explain to him what she was about to do. Sue wriggled, wanting her torment to continue. Too bad.
"First, you can see how turned on she is." Mrs Chan ran the pads of the fingers of one hand along Sue's labia, gently rubbing both sides. She held her fingers up to Mark. The pads were glistening. "Lick them," she urged the uncertain man, who looked at her with some confusion. "Taste your girlfriend," she urged. "Don't worry, you will learn to love her taste." Mrs Chan gave one of her fingers a little lick and nodded to Mark with appreciation. The still neglected Sue thrust her hips at Mrs Chan like she really needed those fingers or something like them back where they had been a moment before.
Mark leant forward and took Mrs Chan's fingers in his mouth cleaning them off, first with reserve of going somewhere new. And then with the relish of enjoyment, and the hope of looking forwards.
"Sue," Mrs Chan advised, "let's go to the next stage." She bent down towards Sue almost touching her inflamed crotch. And then she turned again to Mark. "It's important not to just dive in if you want to really turn your girlfriend on, to give her some real pleasure to saviour." Mrs Chan placed her hands gently on Sue's inner thighs. "Having already been turned on by the first steps of foreplay," Mrs Chan instructed, "she is completely sensitive all around this area. So we will work at the sides, build up her desire and then slowly make our way to the real prize."
Sue groaned at just the promise of the next level of her titillation, immediately responding to the gentle caressing of her thighs which to Mark seemed so far away from her sex yet so sensitive to Mrs Chan's sexual touch. He was eagerly learning, one hand idly stroking his cock, which was now hard again.
With Sue spread-eagled on her back and her legs outspread so wide, Mrs Chan had no trouble running her fingers down the poor woman's thighs, down to where her buttocks started. At the same time, Mrs Chan leant right in and nibbled the top of Sue's thighs about the place where she had started her most recent expedition.
Sue was a mess of writhing and gasping as she pressed herself up at Mrs Chan, hoping for some sexual release, something to relieve the extreme teasing that she was getting.
Mrs Chan stopped her fingering and her nibbling to again advise Mark. "Remember this is not just about mechanically following me," Mrs Chan warned. "You need to put your love into it too." She then placed her fingers at the start of Sue's buttocks then caressed her just to the sides of her labia. But this time Mrs Chan leant down a little lower and nibbled her victim just above her clit. Sue emitted a long moan as Mrs Chan continued for a few moments to pleasure her that way.
"Now it's time for some serious stimulation," Mrs Chan decided. She placed her thumb on Sue's clit, while running her middle finger up her labia. At the top, she pinched Sue's clit between her finger and thumb. She then upped the ante by gently rolling Sue's clit between her thumb and finger. Sue's moans had softened like she did not have the concentration to express herself loudly now that the main game had started. Her legs squeezed Mrs Chan's neck, pulling the older woman closer to give her the craved release.
Mrs Chan alternated between rolling Sue's clit using her hand and gently nibbling it, doing it slowly so that Mark could see the effect that her work was having on his girlfriend. She looked triumphantly as her oral work had Sue thrashing her head from side to side in her delicious agony.
"Now it's time for her to cum," Mrs Chan announced.
Mrs Chan leant forward and touched Sue's clit with the very tip of her tongue, as lightly as was possible. But that was all that it took. As if Mrs Chan's words had given Sue the right, that miniscule touch was all it took for her to explode.
"Yes!" Sue cried, like it was the only thing that had ever mattered. And then she threw her head back and just thrust and thrust and thrust, her orgasm welling up and then taking over her whole body.
Mark stared, his mouth agape at the sight of his girlfriend succumbing to her wanton needs. Mrs Chan kept diligently at her work, her attention now totally on Sue's continuing pleasure. How long did it last? Did that even matter?
Finally, Sue went a little limp and feebly pushed Mrs Chan away. "That's enough," Sue gasped, a warning that she could not take any more for the time being. She lay there, somewhat dazed for a while. Mrs Chan stepped back, giving both of the naked lovers some space to saviour the moment.
Mark found to his surprise that althugh he was turned he was now not hard. But as Sue recovered herself and rose up on the couch it was clear to him that the moment was for her and not him.
After taking time to come back down to earth, Sue got up and went over and ran her fingers through Mrs Chan's hair. "How can we thank you," Sue asked with her mouth so close to Mrs Chan's lips.
Mrs Chan pulled away enough to be able to address them both. "You mean a lot to each other. So respect that. Simple rules. Learn about each other's body, each other's desires and needs. And be good to each other," she urged. She took Sue's hands in hers. Somehow that signalled the end of the session. Sue stood there for a second or two, so close to Mrs Chan. Then she let go of the clothed woman and stepped away.
Mark and Sue got dressed. There was no talk as jeans were pulled up legs, buttons were done up. Strangely -- or maybe not -- both of them felt more self-conscious once they were dressed. Maybe they had lost that sense of licence that having no clothes on had given them.
Mrs Chan smiled at the couple who stood uncertainly, now that they were dressed. She recognised they had gone back to their inexperienced uncertainty. "Sue, your parents are very pleased with what you have achieved here today." Would that put a bit of steel back into the couple?
But Sue seemed to shrink at that news. "What?! How?" she demanded.
Mrs Chan stayed calm with her revelation. "They are in the next room. They were concerned, so they came to watch." As she hoped, the couple were both paralysed, speechless. Mrs Chan raised her eyebrows in amusement. "It got them quite turned on." She added a wry smile.
But Sue was more aghast that not only had her parents watched her in there with Mark but what they had seen had also turned them on. And, she realised turning bright red, not only had she performed with Mark but with Mrs Chan too. How would she live with that?
But she decided to fight back. "How can you be so certain of all of that?" Maybe Mrs Chan was bluffing.
Mrs Chan looked professional. "I filmed you, and I filmed them." She lifted her phone and played a short burst of a video, making sure that both the young lovers could see it. Only a short burst. But enough.
Mrs Chan let that hang for a moment. Suddenly Mark caught on. "Ah," he exclaimed, animated, trying to get Sue on his wavelength. He realised that he would have to explain. "That's great. We never have to feel embarrassed again! If we get caught from now on, so what?"
The truth landed for Sue too. So what, indeed.
Sue and Mark grinned so wide at each other. And then they hugged. They knew that now they had the right to continue to enjoy each other. Any way and any time that they wanted. And anywhere. Knowing that they were free.
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