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Devon
Meanwhile
Well,
It
Bethany
Rebecca was paired with Thomas.
Bethany was paired with Bruce.
Erica was paired with Devin.
Michelle was paired with Jackson.
Alexis was paired with Malcolm.
Elizabeth was paired with William.
The
Shortly
Bethany
“That
“I’m hardly the person to complain about loud sex. You heard the noises I make.” Bethany admitted.
“I wonder what Thomas has in mind for a social activity?” Rebecca wandered out loud.
Bethany confirmed that she had some clue but was going to leave it to Thomas to reveal.
Just then Rebecca's cell phone rang. It was Thomas.
“Hello
“Oh
“Of
Rebecca said; “Oh I'm so excited. I had my debutant ball when I turn 16. My dad was my date, that night.”
“Since you're on the phone, Thomas can I discuss our final destination?”
“Sure, what do you have in mind?” He asked.
“I've stayed in a lot of places and I really just want to invite you back here for the evening. Will that disappoint you?”
“Hmm,
Bethany
Rebecca
“Good
“Well
The
“Barn dance? As in, square dancing? Or Western line dancing?” Bethany asked.
“I don't think anybody square dances anymore,” Bruce assured her. “But yeah, line dancing is still a thing in our county.”
“Well
“Haha! Maybe we can make it a contest? Who can be noisier!“
“Oh please!” Bethany responded. “I resemble that!”
That afternoon, Alexis sent a text to Bethany.
“Hey
Then
“Oh
“Um,
“Don't
Alexis
“Count me in and I'll do my best to not blow your cover.” Bethany assured her.
Meanwhile Bruce was on the phone with Jackson; who was nervous about dating a world-class model like Michelle.
Bruce
“Well,
“Excellent!”
“Yeah, good point.” Jackson agreed. I’ll need to read her expressions and just adapt to the circumstances.”
Later
“Shit! You just want that box and babe in a bikini for the day!” Bruce chided him.
“And what's your point!” Devin retorted.
They laughed at the obvious and Bruce confirmed that it sounds like a blast.
“Hey Devin, Bethany's calling can I call you back when I'm done with her?”
“Sure!” And Devin hung up.
“Hey Bethany? “
“Hello Bruce. I just got off the phone with Erica and she's a bit nervous about her date with Devin.”
“Oh? Funny I just hung up with Devin to take your call. He's nervous too, by the way.”
“Well,
“Oh
“Oh this is too funny” Bethany chuckled.
“Now, does Erica want to camp in a campground? Because that resort might be a good fit for her plans, as well?”
“No, she wants to do wilderness camping with backpacks. In the state forest near lake Wilburn.”
“Oh
“Okay, I'll call her back. Thanks for your help.”
“Okay babe, looking forward to our date, as well. And I’ll connect with Devin and assure him.
Bruce sent Devin a text; “Your planning is very compatible with what Erica is thinking. But I won't say more than that.”
When
Bruce and Bethany were mostly able to keep secrets. The only challenge was Elizabeth and Wiliam’s coordination.
William was planning to take Elizabeth back to his hometown for the Brighton
Elizabeth's
Bethany
They
When
“Your
“You mean, something like, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas?” Bethany speculated.
“Yes! Something very much like that.”
“Sure.
“Yes, the Sun valley nature society. That's all we will say.”
Driving back to the college, Elizabeth said she was concerned that it was such a long drive to this resort.
That's when Bethany divulge that William’s plans were going to be out in this area, anyway.
Awaiting the special day.
Bruce
Devin
After water skiing, Erica wanted to relax on the boat and lotion up for
Elizabeth
As
“You seem to be able to concentrate on every aspect of getting there swiftly and safely.” william marveled.
Then he got up and came over behind her ‘captain’s chair’. He leaned in and kissed her on the side of her neck.
“Umm, that’s nice.” She smiled.
He gently placed both his hands on her shoulders and softly massaged them. After 10 seconds he stopped.
“You don’t have to stop, William. I was really loving that.”
That
And
William kissed her neck, softly, and went back to his seat.
Thomas
After
Dinner
Bruce
At
After about 3 minutes, Bruce said; “This spot is where I’ve made most of the important decisions of my life.”
“I love the view.” Bethany said. “It really helps to have a place like this. Everyone needs a quiet place.”
Bruce just nodded.
Bethany laid her head down on Bruce’s thigh, and she lovingly rubbed her hand along his leg.
Bruce
“Bruce, that might be one of the kindest compliments anyone has expressed to me. Thank You.”
By
“Oh, Bruce! Take me now! You are an amazing lover.” Bethany was swooning.
“Mom
“I
At
Bethany pulled out a German chocolate cake, which she had baked the night before.
“You didn't need to bring anything, Bethany.” Bruce insisted “You're my date, today.”
“My
Bruce's
At
“Don't
The cover band did a great selection of classic country western, western swing, new country, and even a little Southern rock.
Bethany
Bethany fit right in.
The line dances were especially fun, and Bethany only flubbed up a couple of times.
Returning
Malcolm
The
“Malcolm! What's going on?” Alexis was puzzled.
“Aunt Irene! It's great to see you! How's the family and how is the tour going?”
“Oh my! Wee Malcolm has grown into a strapping young fella! And who be the lovely lass that we are honored to meet?”
“Excuse
Alexis was star-struck and completely stunned.
Malcolm
With that, Malcolm and Alexis went to the Skyline club, where Malcolm had reservations for dinner.
Skyline Restaurant.
“I had no idea your family produced that stage show? It’s world renown!”
“Yeah, Irene is the one who made it successful. Our family has always loved the Irish traditions.”
“Do you do any folk dances?” Alexis was curious.
“Do I! All of them. But I got burnt out when I was 14.”
“Did you perform publicly?”
“Define publicly?” Malcolm evaded.
“On stage? Were tickets purchased to see your art?”
“Yes, and yes.” Malcolm admitted.
Alexis could read his expressions and knew he didn’t want to talk about it.
“I’m having a wonderful time with you, Malcolm.” Alexis redirected the conversation.
“So you don’t mind the cultural dance event?” Malcolm asked.
“Oh, I think I will like it a lot. Perhaps more than you? But what is the back stage thing Irene mentioned?”
“She
“That’s very good of her to look after their needs.”
“My
“Athletes? I guess that’s very true, isn’t it?”
“The
“Well,
“A Cabin? Like Out in the woods, cabin?”
“Yep!
They
“I
Malcolm
A
The
Tears
After
Back
Finally they hugged several of them and Malcolm insisted that Alexis has a curfew. More questions ensued.
“How long have you two dated?”
“Five hours.”
“What?”
“This is our first date.”
“Oh, But you’ve known each other for a year? “
“No, we met in summer school, last month.”
“But you seem so natural, and at ease with each other?”
“Well; we’re study partners.”
“Oh,
“I’ll lose her if I violate curfew, Aunty.”
“Oh
The two rushed out before any straggling patrons could detain them.
Michelle
Michelle
“Mindy? Oh my! How have you been”
“I’m fine, Carl. Why are you here?”
“Candice is a business partner with the Teen Miss pageant. And we’re also doing a modeling event at the Mall right now.”
“Jackson? Party of Two” the Matra De called out. The two stood and started walking.
“I’m
As Jackson helped seat his lovely date, she apologized. “A bad face from my past. My modeling agency’s henchmen.”
Looking
“What do you want? Michelle answered coldly.”
“Are you doing well? You look fantastic, my dear.”
“Get to your point before we have you thrown out.”
“I have a fantastic opportunity for you. It’s local and last-minute.”
“Some deva stood you up? You need to start asking yourself why this keeps happening to you.”
“A
“I’m on a date, thank you.” Michelle bluntly dismissed her offer.
Jackson
“Mindy, name your price, your terms,” Candice put on her negotiating face.
“Oh
“Brenda
“We’ll never put the past behind us, Candice. And I do have a price. Tell me when you’re ready. “
“Fire away. What do you need?”
One.
“Go ahead.” Candice said in rapt concentration.
“I
“The third would be?” Candice was getting ansy.
“You
Jackson
“Done!
Candice rattled off the terms rapidly. It seems Meryl was sitting in a chaise lounge near a swimming pool.
Michelle
The
Behind
Soprano
Many
With that, she turned to the M C and handed off her mike. Then she took Jackson’s hand and stepped out the back of the stage.
Candice
“Miss
To be continued.
By zachattack163 for Literotica
Barkley College Remedial Human Sexuality Course: Part 6A Girls’ lunch leads to an orgasmic co-ed game night.By zachattack163 and adapted for this platform. Listen to the Podcast At Explicit Novels.
After
“Damn! I slept 10 hours!”
She
Clicking
Rebecca posted a ‘heart’ on his comment, and noticed it already had 7 ‘Likes’.
Then
That’s
After just one ring, Bethany’s voiced cheerfully greeted; “Rebecca! How are you?”
Hi, Bethany. Oh, I can’t believe I slept 10 hours! But I feel great! Did I call too early?
“No, I have to train at 6am, with the volleyball team.” Bethany assured her. “Are you sore, too, girl?”
“Oh,
“Oh, yeah, I have some of that, but mostly I feel very stretched out by a certain somebody’s scepter.”
“Ah, yeah. Devon was your lab partner. So sorry for your pain.” Rebecca consoled.
“Hell,
“That
“Oh,
“You
“Well, I have a lot on my plate, today, but I think I can swing by after our finals, next Monday; say, around 12:30?”
“Oh, goody! Let’s do this!” Should we include anyone else?” Rebecca wanted to be considerate.
“Well;” Beth paused. “I’d really like to have a lunch with all the girls, but It’s not my place to impose on you.”
“Oh,
“12:30, Monday. Bye!” Bethany said and hung up.
Rebecca
Monday
The
Devon
The
Antonio
After
Bethany
Every
“Hell
Rebecca
As
As
The room grew quiet. Every girl was staring at the rug. Then Erica broke the silence; “Can I enjoy some prime cock?”
Laughter broke out. Bethany shouted; “Leave it to Erica to say what we’re all thinking.”
Erica winked at Bethany and shrugged her shoulders. Her tits jiggled and her nipples took on a very erect definition.
Michelle raised her hand, nervously.
“What is it, Michelle?” Rebecca asked.
“Well,
Several girls gave supportive nods, but were careful not to cut in on Michelle’s vulnerable moment.
“What
“Oh, you’re spot on, girl!” Erica assured her. All the other girls nodded agreement.
Alexis
Erica’s eyebrows raised in surprise. “How so?”
Alexis
Before
Loud giggles erupted at the idea.
Bethany then added; “How about we pitch it to the guys as a group game night? But we don’t tell them the games?”
Rebecca
Erica
Elizabeth,
“Exactly,” Erica high-fived her.
Bethany
Rebecca turned to Alexis; “Are you going to have a problem if things advance to that?”
“Are these all games where the guessers are blindfolded while others are naked? Alexis wanted to know.
“Yeah, I think that’s how we are conceiving this.” Bethany assured her.
“Okay,
“Yes! I love that.” Michelle chimed in. But let’s also use our safe word if we just want to privately share an idea, too?”
Erica
Pool Party, and other games.
It
At
Game One: WhoseTits.
Rebecca
Devon’s
On
When
A few minute later, the girls came out with tops back on, but with their braless nipples protruding against the fabric.
When the guys all set their pens down, the girls each grabbed a contestant’s card and scored it.
Malcolm
Thomas
Erica, noticed what Devon was doing, and said; “Devon, what ya digging for?”
“Relief!” was his one-word reply.
Game Two: Whose Jewels.
“I’ve got an even better idea, big boy.” Erica taunted the guys. We feel that it’s only fair to switch places with you fellas.”
“You wanna feel up my tits?” Malcolm teased.
“Your
“ Whoa!” Devon objected. “What happens if you girls don’t keep your knuckles on the table?”
“We get to flick their tit with a finger.” Thomas offered.
All
Rebecca
The
I'm too sexy for my love
Too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
I'm too sexy for my shirt
Too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan
Too sexy for Milan
New York, and Japan
And I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing
The
Devon
Erica
“Fuck!” Erica screamed.
Rebecca quickly asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Shit,
Thirty
It’s
Rebecca
She
The music ended about 10 seconds before the timer sounded for the last time. Rebecca was clueless.
The
Meanwhile,
Erica admitted her infraction and pulled up her tight top to check on her painful nipple. “Hurts like fuck!” she grumbled.
The
The guys came back out, but decided to stay naked, just cuz they felt horny enough to.
Cat-calls
Erica
Game Three: Gold Digging.
That’s
“Campus”
“Okay,
“I should say,” Bethany chided. “You’re the cock queen, so far. None of the rest of us guessed all 6 cocks correctly. “
“Well,
Rebecca also told the girls that the tables have adjustable height legs, and she’ll ask the fellas to lower them 3 inches.
The
With
Then
Thomas
William
Soon
Everybody wants you
Everybody wants your love
I'd just like to make you mine, all mine
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na now
Baby, give it up
Give it up
Baby, give it up
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na now
Baby, give it up
Give it up
Baby, give it up
The
Elizabeth
Several ladies were quickly following. None of them squirted, though. Alexis was last to await her ecstasy. The band played on.
Come on and play the game of love (Give it up, give it up, baby, give it up)
Everybody, is it me, give it up
Come on, baby
I need your love (Give it up, give it up, baby, give it up)
Can I touch you, can I love you?
Come on, baby, baby
I love you (Give it up, give it up, baby, give it up)
Finally
The guys took off their blindfolds and discovered the puddle of pussy juices.
As
That
Devon suggested that the guys should stay blindfolded and not know which woman took a mouthful from which of them.
Just then the ladies came back out and shocked the guys by remaining just as naked as the guys were.
It
After
Game Four: Fountains.
Rebecca
When the six guys were seated, the girls began blindfolding them without any explanation.
“Fellas,”
Soon
The
Thomas
Ooh yeah surrender me a kiss
Let me loose on you inch by inch
The one and only reason is fun fun fun
I said, "Well baby, we've only just begun"
So don't talk just kiss
We're beyond words and sound
Don't talk just kiss
And let your tongue fool around
Oh, let's fool around
The
Rebecca
Elizabeth started to gag on Malcolm, while trying to throat him. Some tallywackers are just too thick for swallowing.
So don't talk just kiss
We're beyond words and sound
Don't talk just kiss
And let your tongue fool around
Oh, let's fool around
Uh, were wasting precious time
Don't talk kiss baby, and make it mine
The one and only reason is fun, fun, fun
I said, "Well baby, we've only just begun"
So don't talk just kiss
We're beyond words and sound
Don't talk just kiss
And let your tongue fool around
Oh, let's fool around (fool around, fool around, fool around)
As
And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fightin' for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crashing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore
Thomas
She drew back out and laid her head on his lap, gently stroking his leg.
She
Michelle
Bethany and Thomas pulled a load just after Jackson and Erica deposited their cream.
Lastly,
Rebecca
When
But
It was the most impressive eruption, but took the longest to get there.
“Ladies,”
As
“If my mother finds out, I’ll be disowned and shunned. Not only by my mother, but by every member of her church.”
The
Bethany
“Uh, do you have some specific scenario in mind, Bethany?”
“Well,
“Oh, hell yeah! Move in tonight! If you can go pack some bedding and basics, we can work out all the details tomorrow.”
“Uh, I really need to know if I can afford this, though. I’ve never lived in a place this nice.“ Bethany said nervously.
Rebecca smiled confidently and said; “Let’s just cut to the chase. What’s your housing budget?”
“I
“I
“For real? I’ll take it before you come to your senses.” Bethany pulled Rebecca in for a grateful emphasized hug.
Then
“We’ll
To be continued.
Based on a post by zachattack163 for Literotica
Barkley College Remedial Human Sexuality Course: Part 5Two after-parties ensue, with a bit more vulnerability.
All
The
This
"Now,”
"Oh
To
She
"Oh
‘Oh
"Oh my god, babe are you still hard?" Phoebe said, as she rotated her hips on his still obviously hard cock.
"Oh,
"Oh,
"How was that, babe? Was it as good as having Michelle's young mouth, on your cock?"
"Oh
"Well
"Oh,
"I
"Baby, you think you've got one more orgasm in you? Because I'm getting really close again," he moaned to his wife.
"Oh
Antonio
"Oh
"Oh
Malcolm and Erika, were getting their clothes back on, after the third session ended. “God, I’m starving,” Erika blurted out.
“So am I,” Malcolm admitted. This session was the longest, but the time flew by. “Do you wanna go grab a bite to eat, Erika?”
“Hey,” Thomas interjected. “Are you guys grabbing some food? I’d love to join you. Elizabeth might also.”
“Hell yeah! I don’t mind” Erika assured Thomas, then looked over to Malcolm, seeking his openness to the idea.
“Jolly
“Hey, I never denied being a sex-crazed nymph,” she admitted, owning her overt sexuality.
Rebecca heard the four make plans, and told Bruce she was thinking of inviting everyone to her apartment for Pizza.
“Do it,” Bruce encouraged, slipping on his sneakers. I’ll come.
Rebecca
Michelle
“Devon,
Meanwhile, Michelle went over to William and made sure he was informed and encouraged.
Rebecca
“Not
‘Damn! A rich girl,’ Devon surmised.
Thomas yelled, to everyone in the hall; “Does anyone need a ride over to Park Plaza?”. A couple guys took him up on the offer.
Bethany
“Sure!” Bethany accepted.
Once everyone had rides and directions figured out, Rebecca & Bethany got moving.
As
“Got it!” Bethany said.
“Damn! I forgot to ask everyone what toppings they wanted.”
Bethany laughed; “Girl, right now, none of us give a damn! We’re starved. We’ll eat anything.”
Park Plaza
Rebecca knew a shorter route to her condo. It might give her a couple minutes to pick up, before the others arrived.
The
In the penthouse, she sighed her relief when she saw that the cleaning lady had already came and left.
The only embarrassing items were the dildo on the end table, and the erotic novel on the coffee table.
Bethany chuckled as she watched Rebecca snatch up the evidence and run into a bedroom. “You’re my kind of gal, Rebecca.”
Coming
“What can I do to help get ready for company” Bethany offered.
The two went to the kitchen and started putting things on the counter. The very tall, buxom Bethany towered over little Rebecca.
“
Thomas
Bruce just hugged her and thanked her for her willingness to put this impromptu gathering together.
Rebecca deflected; “Bethany was a huge help.”
Michelle and William arrived next. Erika was right behind them.
Just as the pizza delivery arrived, so did Michelle, Alexis, Jackson, and William.
Before
“What course,” Devon yelled. Which brought a hearty laugh from everyone.
“If
A
As
Then
Then Michelle let out a huge belch. “Sorry.” She said, and the room erupted in laughter.
Elizabeth finally blurted out; “You’re her!”
Everyone looked at Elizabeth, waiting for context. “You’re that model, Michelle.”
Elizabeth
Michelle
She finished with saying; “My parents put an end to it. Now I’m focusing totally on my schooling”
Jackson
Bruce
William observed; “Looks like we’ve already started playing some real-life ‘Truth or Dare’?”
Erika observed; “I feel honored to be part of this class. The more that is revealed, the more I admire every one of you.”
“Yeah,”
“I
“I
Then,
Devon asked the group; “Does anyone else wonder why this class wasn’t even listed on the course catalog?”
“Good point,” Rebecca said. “I got a phone call from Mrs. Garza. That’s how I signed up.”
“Me too,” said a few others.
Bethany added her own observation, “I think the professors are loving the class as much as I have.”
“Oh, yeah!” Devon agreed. “Did you see how she..”
“Stop.” Rebecca interjected.
“You’re right,” Devon said. “We can’t talk about what happened in ‘Vegas’.”
“Better
“Well, speaking for myself, I’m worn out,” Bruce said, looking at Rebecca, who blushed at his insinuations.
“True,”
All
“Yes!” was the enthusiastic response from all of them.
Then Michelle added; “Let’s keep the same rules in place. We say nothing about what happens at any of our ‘pizza parties’?”
“Good
To be continued.
By zachattack163 for Literotica
Barkley College Remedial Human Sexuality Course: Part 4The
Devon,
Bruce
"Come
‘God
"Alright thank you for that demonstration of doggy style. When you’re able, you may sit down.” Mrs Garza instructed.
Demostration FourLooking
“What’s that,” Devon wanted to know.
Mrs.
"Now for this position why don't we have Jackson and Alexis demonstrate. Jackson you go ahead and sit in this chair over here.”
“And
Erika
Alexis
As
With
“Take your time” He whispered in her ear. “We can take a break if you need to.”
She
“My pleasure, it’s my honor to please you.” was Jackson’s reply.
‘Oh
Jackson
As
Jackson
"Well now that Alexis has finished enjoying herself, I think it is time for us to proceed to the next position."
Demonstration FiveThe
Mr.
He
Meanwhile,
Erika
Erika
He
Malcolm
After
Now
Elizabeth
‘Oh
Elizabeth
She
"Well,
After
Mr.
The
· Michelle & William – Missionary
· Bethany & Devon - Cowgirl
· Rebecca & Bruce - Doggie
· Alexis & Jackson - Seated
· Erika & Malcolm - Spooning
· Elizabeth & Thomas - Reverse Cowgirl
The
Michelle
So
William
Mr.
Mr.
Michelle
She
Bruce
Bruce
She
Mrs.
Mrs.
Devon
"Here;
"Now
She
Bruce
That
Hearing
"That's because I'm about to cum," responded Jackson.
"Oh
Feeling
Having
And
"I'm going to cum again," Elizabeth moaned to Thomas.
"Good
While
"Wow
"Why
"Yes
Devon was really enjoying having his cowgirl, Bethany, bounce on his large cock, while he feasted on her impressive chest.
"Oh
Bethany
Malcolm
‘Man;
"Just
Michelle
"Oh
"Come
Feeling
All
‘Oh
To be continued.
By zachattack163 for Literotica
Barkley College Remedial Human Sexuality Course: Part 3After Lab One, the students exchange places for Lab Two. Fallatio & Cunnilingus.
Lab
The 12 students were in the same pairs, for this 2nd lab, as they were for the 1st. The partners were as follows:
· Erika & Jackson.
· Rebecca & Devon.
· Alexis & Thomas.
· Bethany & William.
· Michelle & Bruce.
· Elizabeth & Malcolm.
Bruce
Everyone
Rebecca
Devon
Jackson
Alexis
Malcolm
Bethany
"Here,
He
Hearing
Rebecca's
After
Alexis
Alexis
Silence continued in the room, until the professor spoke.
"All right, now that everyone has reached a satisfying orgasm, you are free to leave," Mr. Garza told the class.
"Now
As the students left the classroom, several of them pulled out phones and asked for their lab partner’s numbers.
Professor
"So
"As
"Well
"Yes
"Oh
"Oh
"Wow baby you just have such a nice ass, I love this view," he said.
"Here
"Oh yeah babe how's that view? Are you working up a big load for me?" she asked.
"Oh yeah baby I'm definitely working up a huge load for you in these big balls of mine," he responded.
"Oh
"Oh
Phoebe
"Yeah,
"Yeah
"Well now, time to prepare for the next lesson."
Session Three
Devon
All of the students were waiting outside the classroom door when the lock buzzed and opened for them.
As
"I
“We
“Now
"I'm
"I'm
"Another
"We
Mr.
"Now let's figure out what these partnerships are going to be," Mrs. Garza said excitedly. "Now, let’s have;
· Rebecca & Bruce.
· Bethany & Devon.
· Erika & Malcolm.
· Alexis & Jackson.
· Michelle & William.
· Elizabeth & Thomas.
Well
Mr.
Jackson
Bethany
Michelle
Thomas
By
Finally
As
"Alright,
"Now
The
"Now
Michelle
William
Mrs.
“Class,
Mrs.
William
Eventually,
“That’s real good” she assured him. “You’re doing just fine. I’m loving this!”
Eventually
"I'm
"That's
"Remember
Michelle
After
William and Michelle looked up from their position on the mat looking up at their teacher very, very disappointedly.
"I
Mrs.
They
Bethany
Mr.
For
‘Holy
Bethany
This
After
Mrs.
“Now for this position“ Mr. Garza said; “I think we will have Rebecca and Bruce give us a demonstration."
Devon then stood up as well, and helped Bethany, as they went back to the open sofa.
To be continued.
By zachattack163 for Literotica
Professor
It
After
At
Devon
All
"Now, that is how, you give a man a blowjob," she told the class.
"Does anyone have any questions?" she asked.
"What does a man's semen taste like?" asked Erika as she fondled one of her large breasts.
"Well
Demonstration Two
"Well,
"Now
"Well
“I
“I
Mr.
"Babe
After
Then
He
The
"Yeah
Eventually
The
Mr.
Mr. Garza gently placed some tissues in Mrs. Garza’s hand, while he was wiping up the puddle between her legs.
Lab One
Then
She
"Alright,
Bethany
Jackson
Michelle
Devon
Elizabeth
Finally,
After
All
Thomas
As
William
"You can touch them if you want," she said to William.
"What?" he stuttered as he was broken out of his trance of staring at her chest.
"Here,"
Bethany
Meanwhile,
Rebecca
Malcolm
"Here
Malcolm
"See
Alexis
She
Erika,
William
Upon
Rebecca
Malcolm,
As
To be continued.
By zachattack163 for Literotica
Alexis walks the short distance from student parking, to the Health Sciences building. It’s late in June and the campus is almost a ghost town. She‘s glad of that, because she doesn’t want anyone to know she’s having to make up a course in order to enroll in fall classes and begin her sophomore year. Why had her fundamentalist mother’s repressed sexuality become her damn disability! At least now that she’s living with her aunt & uncle, in this college town; she can start learning, and unlearning.
But remedial human sexuality? Why the heck is that class so hard to comprehend? Maybe if she was a slut, then she’d at least have some familiarity and practice? The virgin college student wants her secret kept that way.
She walks into the designated room. It’s a lecture bowl with seating for 200, but less than a dozen are in the room. She sees them scattered down near the front.
“Good afternoon students.” The male & female professors greeted the freshmen. The small assortment of students sat in the lecture bowl, mostly fidgeting and looking at the floor. The male professor pressed a button near the chalk board, which remotely locked the doors. Then he began handing out the syllabus as the female professor wrote some names on the board.
“My name is Doctor Phoebe Garza, PhD. Our other instructor is Doctor Antonio Garza, my husband of 7 years.”
“Let’s be honest about why you’re here. For whatever reasons, you didn’t attain the required human sexuality credit during your first two semesters. In order to enroll for fall classes, you’ll need to pass this one.”
The pit of the lecture bowl room was reset without the customary classroom tables, lectern, and common furnishings. Instead, the instructional aids included; a chaise lounge, a Leather sofa, rectangular ottoman, and a sturdy oak table and several chairs aligning the wall, below the chalkboard. The middle of the pit also had what looks like a 12 by 12 foot gymnasium tumbling mat.
On the front row of the student seating, on the pit floor, the usual desks were replaced by four upholstered sofas in a semi-circle, with large plush bath blankets covering the seat cushions.
“To help you, we reviewed your academic records and with the help of guidance counselors, we determined that kinetic learning might be a more effective mode for you.” That is why you were given this opportunity to fulfill your requisite credit with this alternative class. If you don’t get your Human Sexuality credit through this class, you can retake the standard one oh one course early next month.
In the same way we employ lab sessions for many of our science classes, we’re going to add that component to this particular experimental course offering. Many of you probably had learning experiences where the textbook words came to life, only after you put the theories to practice in a science lab.
So, the two of us studied some clinical papers from an Amsterdam university, and we collaborated to develop this teaching concept. But instead of using lab animals to study behavioral concepts, All of us will become the lab specimens for this attempt to bring all of you academically, back up to the rest of the upcoming sophomore class.”
Mrs. Garza continued; ”It’s not often that I get to teach with my husband. He is a research scientist. He rarely teaches a college class to undergrads. But this class is also part of an ongoing research, so we’re all going to learn a lot, this summer session.
"Now class today we are going to begin our Human Sexuality introduction," said Mrs. Garza, the very attractive human sexuality professor.
Mr. Garza now addressed the 12 students for the first time, still having a slight accent of his Barcelona upbringing. "Now, before you joined this class, you were required to sign a form, that doesn't allow you to tell anyone what happens, in this class. So, has everyone brought in their signed forms and documents to class, today?" asked Mr. Garza.
All the students nodded their heads to show that they had their forms. "Well that's good" said Mrs. Garza, "Now, the reason we asked you to get those forms and documents signed; is because this is to prove that you have passed your eighteenth birthday and because this is going to be a very different kind of human sexuality class, from the kinds of classes you have been in before." The females all had signed notes from their physicians, affirming they are all on birth control pills for at least 6 weeks.
Session One
"Now we want you all to be very comfortable in the lab. Usually, labs require special protective gear. But for our labs, the opposite is true. And we want you all to become comfortable with your sexuality and we feel that the best way for all of you to do this is with full participation in the class," said Mr. Garza.
"In order for everyone to fully participate we are going to require everyone in the class to remain naked at all times while you are in this classroom," Mrs. Garza told the students.
The class all began to talk at once protesting the fact that they were going to have to be naked in class. "Now calm down class I know all of you may be uncomfortable with being naked in front of your fellow classmates, but believe me this will help you become more comfortable with your sexuality," said Mr. Garza "and to make all of you feel more comfortable Mrs. Garza and I will also be staying naked for the duration of the class also." With that both Mr. and Mrs. Garza began taking off all of their clothes. Once they had finished undressing they stood before the class completely naked and needless to say every eye in the classroom was focused on the two naked teachers in front of them, or at least on certain parts of them. Every male student's eyes were focused on Mrs. Garza' large 36double D breasts, while all of the female students were focused on Mr. Garza's large penis hanging between his legs which was about seven inches long even in its flaccid state. Both of the professors had trimmed their bushes, but were not completely bald.
"Now as you can see we are perfectly comfortable with our nudity, and we want you to be as comfortable with your nudity as we are with ours," Mrs. Garza told the students. “When you’ve removed all clothing, leave it there and come sit down on the sofas, so we can begin the lab.”
"Now get those clothes off. Come on let’s get a move on," Mr. Garza ordered the students. This was quickly followed by all of the students beginning to remove all of their clothing. Some of the students struggled with taking off their clothes because they continued to pay attention to their naked teachers at the front of the classroom. Eventually all of the students were naked in the classroom, most of the students were shyly covering their genitals.
"All right; now that all of you are naked we are going to go over the first thing that happens to begin the sexual cycle; arousal," said Mr. Garza.
"Who can tell me what the signs of arousal are in a man?" Mrs. Garza asked the class. Devon, a slightly nerdy looking student raised his hand and started to reveal what looked like an impressive erection he was trying to hide under his hand.
"Yes Devon?" Mrs. Garza said.
"Well the most obvious signs of arousal in a man is, that his penis will become hard and erect, which is known as an erection," said Devon "another sign of arousal in a man is that his testicles will swell as they prepare to release semen."
"Yes, that is correct, Devon," said Mrs. Garza. "Now, there are many different ways to get a man aroused and cause him to have an erection. The first and most obvious way, which I'm sure many of you young men are experiencing, is seeing a naked woman. I'm sure that since I took off my clothes many of you began to have an erection, which was only increased when your fellow female classmates also took off their clothes; so you should not be ashamed about having an erection right now."
"As you can see I am also beginning to produce an erection from seeing my wife and all these lovely young ladies naked," said Mr. Garza, which prompted many of the female students to look at his hardening penis, which was now pointed almost straight out and had increased in both length and thickness.
"We will discuss other ways you can cause arousal, but for now could someone tell me about what arousal looks like for a woman," Mr. Garza asked. Michelle, a brunette girl of average height raised her right hand, while she continued to use her left hand to try and cover her full C-cup breasts.
"Yes Michelle," said Mr. Garza.
"Well when a women gets aroused, her nipples get hard and erect, and sometimes her breasts swell so that they appear fuller and her vagina begins to get wet," Michelle said nervously.
"That is correct, Michelle," said Mrs. Garza "I'm sure many of you young ladies are beginning to feel several of these sensations. Now, women also get aroused by seeing a naked man, particularly if he is sporting an erection, but it usually takes slightly more to get a woman aroused. Women need more intimate sensations to become fully aroused, such as kissing and caressing from their partner."
"We are now going to begin the rest of our discussion about how men and women become more aroused," said Mr. Garza. "I notice many of you are subconsciously fidgeting. Part of our discussion about arousal will involve talking about masturbation, so if any of you feel the need, we would encourage you to masturbate during this discussion. If that makes any of you feel uncomfortable, change your attitude. It’s important that none of you do or say anything which hampers another student’s learning experience."
"Now the completion of arousal and the sexual cycle is when you experience an orgasm," said Mrs. Garza. "For men, this results in the ejaculation of semen from the penis. I'm sure most of you young men have experienced this sensation, through masturbation, but it is even better if you have a partner bring you to orgasm. I am now going to demonstrate this to all of you, while using my husband as an example."
Then Mrs. Garza approached her husband, and began to make out with him. After she had kissed him for a while she reached down and grabbed his penis with one hand, which was now fully erect. As she stopped kissing her husband for a moment she turned back to the class and said, "Now, I am going to stroke my husband's penis, which is commonly known as a hand job. Now girls, you want to make sure the man is feeling pleasure from this and it is not too dry and causing painful friction." Mrs. Garza continued to stroke her husband's penis while the students, especially the female students, stared intently at her pleasuring her husband. A young girl named Erika, began shaking a bit from an orgasm as she had one hand between her legs and the other hand pleasuring one of her nipples on her large D-cup breasts. Mr. Garza began to moan louder as his wife stroked his penis.
"Now students, you will notice that Mr. Garza is moaning louder this means that he is probably close to having an orgasm. Ladies, another thing you should notice is that a man's testicles will keep drawing closer to his body. This is another indication that the man is about to cum. Now Mr. Garza should cum soon so I especially want you ladies to pay attention so you know what happens when a man ejaculates." Mr. Garza began breathing and moaning very loudly and suddenly began ejaculating, having a very good orgasm. Mrs. Garza continued stroking her husband's penis until his orgasm was completed. As Mr. Garza sat down to relax, Mrs. Garza again addressed the class.
"Now you have seen what happens when a man has an orgasm. Ladies, one thing for you to know is that if you are giving a man a hand job you want to make sure you continue stroking his penis until his orgasm is complete. You don't want to stop right as he starts ejaculating, because that will cause his orgasm to stop sooner, and you want to make sure you give him as good of an orgasm as you can. Any questions class?"
Alexis a shy, short girl with nice B-cup breasts and long nipples raised her hand. "Yes Alexis?" Mrs. Garza asked.
"What was that white stuff coming out of his penis?" Alexis obviously had next to zero information on human sexuality. She just couldn’t comprehend the male anatomy from the textbooks, last fall. So what happened to Mr. Garza totally confounded her.
"That is a very good question, Alexis. That is called semen. When a man is having sex with you and he ejaculates inside your vagina his semen carries sperm to your eggs, and may cause you to become pregnant. For those of you ladies who have never experienced having a man ejaculate inside you it is an amazing feeling and you will all experience it in this course."
Now Alexis was starting to understand the textbooks! Her fundamentalist private school didn’t teach sex ed, and her mother told her that sex is nasty. Perhaps that’s why her father left the marriage when Alexis was just 2, and she never knew him?
Mrs. Garza looked back at her husband. "Honey, are you ready to continue with the lesson?" Mrs. Garza asked her husband.
"Yes, I am ready to continue now," Mr. Garza replied.
"Now we are going to show what happens when a woman has an orgasm." Mrs. Garza climbed on top of the table and her husband came over behind the table, facing the students, and carressed her legs.
"Now boys before you begin directly pleasuring a women's vagina. You can start by kissing a woman's neck and once you do that for a while. You can move down to her breasts. Now each woman is different so make sure that you pay attention to her signals to see whether she is enjoying what you are doing. I know that my wife's breasts are very sensitive and she loves it when I pay attention to her breasts. What I like to do is kiss around the edge of my wife's breasts and slowly make my way to her nipples. This usually drives her crazy."
"Oh babe stop just talking about it and get over here and kiss me," his wife said in anticipation. Mr. Garza then leaned over and began kissing his wife while reaching one hand down to fondle her very large breast. He continued to kiss his and eventually broke apart from her lips to start kissing her neck. He continued kissing his way down her body making his way toward her breasts. He started kissing one breast while groping the other and Mrs. Garza started moaning louder. He then began paying more attention to her nipples, which only increased her arousal. The students started becoming even more excited as they watched their teacher pleasure his wife. The arousal became too much for a couple of the boys and they began ejaculating into their hands. Mr. Garza turned back around to address the class.
"Now class I am about to show you what is commonly known as fingering a woman. I'm sure several of you young women know what this is like and so I especially want the young men to pay attention so they know what they are doing with a woman. Now the first thing you want to do is make sure the woman has a very wet vagina. You do this by rubbing your finger along the lips of a woman's vagina." He then demonstrated this on his wife, which brought about a very happy moan from her.
"Now once you have determined that the woman is properly aroused you can insert your finger inside of her. Now you usually want to start with only one finger but you can add more fingers depending on what the woman wants." He then inserted his fingers inside his wife and began pleasuring her.
"Now in order to make sure a woman reaches orgasm you want to keep paying attention to what she likes. The best way to know if a woman has reached her orgasm is that you will feel her vaginal muscles gripping your finger or if you are having sex you will feel them gripping your penis. This is an amazing thing to feel especially if it happens while you are ejaculating."
Mrs. Garza then began experiencing an orgasm and her legs shook with pleasure. This final sexual display was too much for the rest of the students as most of them began having orgasms of their own, including Erika arriving at her second orgasm of the class time.
Class Dismissed
As his wife began coming down from her orgasm Mr. Garza addressed the class one last time.
"Now I want y'all to think about what you learned today and if you are comfortable enough you can put some of what you learned into practice. However, our class time is up, so you can all get dressed and we’ll call it a day.”
As the students began dressing, Mr. Garza added one last instruction; “Remember that if you’re found to have disclosed any information to anyone outside this classroom, You’ll be removed from the group and given an F for the course. This class is a success only if you feel safe and respected by everyone. We intend to honor that trust. Is everyone okay with that?”
After all the students had dressed, Mrs. Garza pressed the button to unlock the classroom doors. After the 12 students left the classroom, Antonio walked over to his gorgeous wife who was still naked, sitting with her bare ass on the end of the wooden table. "Well that was an interesting lesson. I think I'm really going to enjoy this class," he told his wife as he pushed a lock of her hair behind her ears and began to kiss her. She spread her legs for him.
"Yeah I bet you loved having all those beautiful, young, naked girls staring at your big cock while they pleasured themselves as I stroked you, especially that one girl with the big tits that had an orgasm while I was stroking you," his wife responded as he began to kiss down her neck. She also reached down to find that his penis was getting hard again.
"Yes, it was fantastic to see those young women naked and I'm sure you enjoyed seeing all those young men stroking their cocks as they stared at your big breasts." To emphasize his point he then leaned in and started kissing and fondling his wife's large breasts. She continued to pull on his hard cock as she responded.
"Yes several of them did have very nice cocks. That nerdy kid, Devon, looked like he was packing some serious meat, and did you see the big head on that one kid's cock? You know how much I love a big cock head," as she rubbed her thumb over her husband's large cock head.
"Well then I guess it's a good thing I can provide that for you. Are you ready for it?" Antonio asked Phoebe, as he rubbed his finger across her slit, feeling how moist she was for him.
"God yes! Fuck me now, please!" He reached down and grabbed his very hard cock and pushed it into his wife.
"Oh yes; your pussy feels so good, baby; I love how it grabs my cock."
"That's because your cock is so big. I love how deep it goes inside me," she moaned in response as he continued to thrust into her.
"I can feel your cock pulsating inside of me. Are you still thinking about those sexy, beautiful, young girls, babe?"
"I might be," he responded with a twinkle in his eye and grin on his face, "like you're not thinking about those young men and their hard young cocks?"
"Okay, you're right. Watching them stroke their young cocks earlier, turned me on so much. I'm still so turned on that I think I'm going to come very soon."
"Good baby, because I'm about to shoot another huge load into your pussy," he moaned into her ear as he continued thrusting into her while groping her huge breasts.
"Oh god, yes! Make me feel that big dick spurting deep inside me. Oh god, I'm cumming!" Phoebe squealed as she wrapped her arms and legs around her Antonio, as she pushed him deeper inside of her as she had another very powerful orgasm. He also began to moan louder, as he emptied his balls deep inside his wife. They both began to calm down from their mutual orgasms. Antonio looked deep into his wife's eyes, and brushed her hair as his dick began to soften inside of her.
"Yes this is definitely going to be a great summer," he said to her.
She looked back up at him and simply said, "Oh yeah."
Session Two
Bethany was the last to arrive, but she was still on time. She took more time to wax her mound, and she had to do it a second time, because her dyslexia led to misunderstanding the package instructions.
She hopes none of her teammates and dorm sisters find out she’s in this course. She’s rather active, sexually, but doesn’t do well learning from textbooks. She relies on her study groups in these ‘book-learning’ classes. She knows human sexuality very well, but does very poorly on written tests.
All the students gradually proceeded to enter the classroom. When all were present, Professor Phoebe Garza pressed the remote door lock, and the students were instructed to remove their garments, and find a seat on one of the four upholstered sofas facing the front. The professors also stripped and left their items behind the leather sofa, in the front corner of the floor. The two professors were standing at the front of the classroom, completely naked. The students all undressed and left all personal items in the student desks, then came down to sit in the sofas, until all their classmates were seated on a sofa, ready to begin.
Mr. Garza commented to his fellow professor, that no one dropped the class, and they all showed positive signs of eagerness to get the most out of the class.
Several students had much less pubic hair today. The gals all had paid more attention to grooming, cosmetics, and hair accessories. Some wore earrings or short necklaces. The guys were all clean, shaven, and smelled great. The gals smelled fresh and flowery. No one came late, and two of the students were waiting at the door even before the professors had the classroom unlocked. The professors noted the good hygiene and were glad they didn’t need to address the topic, openly.
The class participants are as follows.
Professors:
· Phoebe Garza – sports a 36 Double D bust with a buxom figure. A thirty-eight year old with a PhD.
· Antonio Garza – packs a 7 inch flaccid cock which surpasses 9 inches when rigid. He’s a Spanish man with a doctorate. He’s 39 with a hard body from playing Rugby with the faculty team.
The female students:
· Bethany – fills out a 34 F bra. She’s tall with long brown hair. Captain of the cycling team.
· Michelle – has a nice 34 C chest. She went to an all-girls high school. A brunette virgin
· Erika – fills out her 36D bra, with a buxom ass to match.
· Alexis – is a petite 32B with a shy disposition. Her big beautiful brown eyes are captivating.
· Rebecca – has a unique 34B bust. Her nipples are long, on her pert tits. She’s short, with a big ass
· Elizabeth - defies nature with her 34D breasts, on a short, busty, skinny frame, with long brown hair
The male students:
· William – is a gentle and outgoing student with a slender 7 and a half inch rod.
· Bruce – is a wrestler with an upwardly-curved 8 inch shaft.
· Malcolm – is an Irish student with a very thick 7 inch tallywhacker.
· Jackson – is a quiet fella with a 9 inch uncircumcised cock.
· Devon – is a bashful nerd who has never dated. He revealed his 10 inch beast on the first day.
· Thomas – is short, & sports a very thick 6 inch ‘woody’, which only fits in special condoms.
Mrs. Garza addressed the class, "Now class, for today our lesson will focus on oral sex. Now who can tell me what it means to have oral sex?"
Bethany, a taller girl with light brown hair, and very large breasts raised her hand, leaving her spectacular 32F breasts exposed for all the boys in the classroom to see. "Well, oral sex is when you use your mouth to pleasure your partner," she said as she started to touch her pussy a bit.
"That's correct, Bethany. Now oral sex is commonly known by different names. For instance when a woman is giving a man oral sex it is commonly known as a blowjob or fellatio," said Mr. Garza ,whose cock was already starting to get hard from seeing his attractive young students naked and the talk of oral sex.
"Also when a man gives oral sex to a woman it is commonly referred to as eating pussy or cunnilingus," Mrs. Garza told the class.
"Now, we are going to demonstrate on each other, just like in the last class," Mr. Garza told the class. "However, this time we would request that you do not masturbate to orgasm during the demonstration as there will be a special activity after the demonstrations this class period. You can still gently masturbate but we would request that you do not bring yourself to an orgasm." He then laid down across the tumbling mat in the middle of the floor, so the students could see what was about to be demonstrated.
Demonstration OneMrs. Garza continued the instruction; "Now once again I will start by demonstrating a blowjob on my husband," she said to the class as she walked toward her husband. When she reached her husband she got on her knees, to start stroking his cock, which was already very erect.
She addressed the class again, "Now since I will be using my mouth to pleasure my husband I will describe to you what I will be doing to my husband before I start with the blowjob." She got down on her knees facing the students with Mr. Garza laid out in front of her; to better show the class what she was going to do to her husband's penis.
"First, what I like to start with is simply licking up the shaft of the penis, you can also alternate with swirling your tongue around the man's shaft. Also one thing you young women should note is that generally the most sensitive part of a man's penis is the head so you want to make sure you are paying a lot of attention to the cock head when you are giving a blowjob.“
Mrs. Garza was stroking her man, as she continued; ”Now, what I do after I lick the man's shaft is; I will put only the cock head in my mouth and swirl my tongue around the head. This drives most men wild. Once you have done that for a bit you can start bobbing your head on the man's penis. You can also use your hand to stroke the cock while you suck on it and bob your head. Now one of the big things I'm sure you have heard of with giving a blowjob is deep throat. This can be difficult at first and takes practice and also depends on the size of the man's penis. You can try to deep throat a man but it will probably take a few tries for you to accomplish it.” Every young man on the sofas was stroking his own cock, in synchronized rhythm with Mrs Garza’s expert lead.
She looked to the ladies in the class and advised; “One thing you also need to think about when you give a man a blowjob is where he is going to cum. Now I know most of you young women might be a little unsure about letting a man cum in your mouth but I can tell you that most men prefer to come in a woman's mouth when they are receiving a blowjob. The key is for all you young men in the class to let the girl know when you are about to cum so she can be prepared for your orgasm.” The female students were all leaning forward on the sofas, admiring the stiff phallus in Mrs. Garza’s hand.
She lifted and fondled Mr. Garza’s ball sack while she continued. “Now just like when I was showing you how to give a hand job, you should pay attention to a man's testicles while you are giving him a blowjob especially when you feel his testicles pulling closer to his body as this is usually a very good indication that he is about to have an orgasm.”
The female professor then revealed some of her own techniques; “Now when a man lets me know that he is about to come, I pull back so that only the head of his penis is in my mouth and I swirl my tongue around the head until I feel him ejaculating in my mouth. Then I flick my tongue underneath the head of his cock and suck on it harder until he is done ejaculating. For my personal preference, after the man is done ejaculating, I like to give his cock head one last good hard suck, and swirl my tongue around the head again. For most men, their penis is very sensitive after having an orgasm, and this usually drives the man crazy and sometimes I even get one last little shot of semen.”
The young males were now so hard just from listening to her instruction. She wasn’t done yet. She started her lecture in the classic tone of an academic professor. But by know, her tone had become obviously quite bawdy. Her enthusiasm had become evident as she added some of her expert tips. “Also,” she added; “another thing you can do while the man is ejaculating is to fondle his balls. This usually causes the man to release a larger load of semen, and enhances the orgasmic experience." Mrs. Garza was still stroking her husband's penis during her entire explanation.
Mr. Garza was now squirming from the slow pace of the instruction, and the sultry erotic instructions. He loved his wife’s increasingly lusty voice, foretelling what he was going to experience. And he loved that all these students were going to watch it happen to him.
To be continued.
By zachattack163 for Literotica
By IAmJohnGalt1. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.
Life’s twists and turns are never what one expects. When I decided to tutor young students in history, I thought I was just doing something good – for the youth, and for myself. After several years of working at a Big Law firm, I decided I needed to do something that didn’t involve poring over legal documents and old case law. I’d always loved and thrived in history, which was my major in undergrad, and I’d always pestered my professors with questions about legal history during my years at Harvard Law.
Teaching wouldn’t pay the bills, hence my pivot towards courtrooms and boardrooms, but it was something I thought would be a nice post-retirement gig. Many of my teachers in high school were former attorneys, which was quite common at Michelle’s upscale preparatory school in Manhattan.
Michelle. One of those timeless, elegant names. The Beatles even used it for a song, though I don’t think Lennon had a young, Asian girl in mind when he wrote it. Her family had been referred to me by a colleague, and over the course of her senior year I’d taken her from a struggling student to a pretty good scholar of history. She was no Ron Chernow, but she could at least articulate a good analysis of social movements in Victorian England.
When Michelle and I first met, I was struck by her beauty, but I wasn’t necessarily attracted to her.
She was tall and thin, but with a shapely form. Think of a swimsuit model. I think it was the fact that her mother was white while her father was Chinese-American. Michelle was a social butterfly, most definitely one of the “it” girls at her school. She seemed to have it all, or at least all that high schoolers cared about: good looks, pretty good grades, money, nice clothes. Lots of nice clothes. Michelle was something of an influencer; she wasn’t going to be on The Today Show any time soon, but she had a healthy following of fellow preppy cool NYC kids. Vacations in the Hamptons, dining out with friends at the trendiest restaurants. If you grew up in the area, you knew the type. Although she would have been content to live that life forever, and her parents’ money could certainly ensure that, her parents’ values wouldn’t entertain it. When the son of Chinese immigrants and a woman who went from her dad’s small-town Ohio hardware store to a director’s corner office at a major investment bank raise a kid, you better believe they’ll expect that kid to at least get a degree.
Despite her seeming disinterest in academics, she was actually pretty smart; “just needs to apply herself more” was a common critique in her report cards. I guess I felt like somewhat of a kindred spirit in that regard; I’d only shaped myself up in college. Over the course of the school year, we’d developed a friendly rapport. Our tutoring sessions were pretty open-ended, and towards the end we’d end up talking a lot about life, her plans for the future, etc. I always saw myself as a mentor to Michelle.
Which is why what happened one summer day was… unexpected. I was spacing out in my office after a particularly contentious meeting with a corporate client when my phone buzzed.
“hey Milo, I hope this isn’t weird but I wanted to know if you were available this weekend” read the grey chat bubble. I wasn’t sure why she was asking me about availability – she’d graduated high school a month before, and was enjoying her last summer before starting at Bowdoin.
“hey Michelle, what’s up?” I replied.
Over the course of a few texts, she explained that she missed our conversations and she wanted to catch up and maybe talk about college and whatnot. It seemed a bit strange to me because we weren’t necessarily on texting terms. We’d exchange messages just to set up tutoring sessions, but we weren’t chewing the fat over text outside of that. But hey, who understands teenagers? I didn’t have any plans that Saturday and figured it’d be nice to spend some of it guiding the youth.
“how about dinner at your place? I know you said you like to cook and I’d love to try something tasty” she responded, with that little emoji licking its lips punctuating the proposal. Now that was out of the ordinary. She wanted to have dinner? A coffee “date” was what I’d had in mind, but her message triggered something in me. Maybe it was the not-so-recent breakup I’d gone through, or pining for the lost days of my own youth, but suddenly I thought it’d be quite nice to have dinner with her. It’d be fun to whip up one of those Italian dishes that’s dead simple to make yet impresses people, and maybe even flirt a bit. A pretty, fit, 18-year-old Asian girl batting her eyelashes at me would be enough of a reward.
I agreed and told her to come to my apartment at 7PM that Saturday. She responded “awesome!” and left it at that. I returned to my work and the next few days flew by me. Truly, I figured I would just be entertaining a young ingénue for a couple hours and assuring her that she was, in fact, smart enough for college (a repeated concern of hers during our tutoring sessions).
When I answered the door that Saturday evening, I was taken aback. Not for any good reason: Michelle was wearing a smart but modest top, short jean shorts, and wedge sandals. Her hair was done up in a pony, and she had well-applied makeup on as usual. This was her typical outfit. What took me by surprise was how I felt looking at her. Her breasts, probably a 32C, looked like two round mounds of heaven. Scanning down her lithe torso, I arrived at her shapely legs and hips. They looked great – not necessarily muscular, but not lacking in tone (or skintone; she’d clearly been getting her fix of Vitamin D up in the Hamptons).
Of course, that all happened in a split second. I greeted her with a warm smile and let her in to my apartment. Taking a deep breath, she exclaimed “oh, something smells good!” There’s nothing like a good spaghetti alla carbonara to tantalize the senses. As the dish was almost ready, I invited her to take a seat at the dining table while I put on the finishing touches. Two modest portions of the Italian classic sat tantalizingly on their plates as I sat down across from Michelle and poured myself a glass of wine.
“None for me?” she pouted.
“Well, I wasn’t sure whether to offer, after all you’re still a minor,” I chided.
Of course, I knew that she drank. She was a recently graduated high schooler about to go off to college. But I still felt a bit uneasy about offering booze to her. After some pleading and puppy eyes, I relented.
“Just one glass for you, this isn’t Beach Week” I teased as the cabernet sauvignon flowed into the glass. Taking a sip, she smiled and complimented my taste in wine before swirling it around and admiring the “legs.” How I wished to say something about the much nicer legs sitting across from me.
Taking a bite of her food, she let out a loud “mmm” and dug in to her plate. I ate a bit slower, catching myself just mesmerized by this young beauty at my table. I didn’t really know what was happening, but I was looking at Michelle in a way I never had before. She was no longer Michelle the Student, she was Michelle the Hot Young Chick. The cliche stirring in my loins began to fire up.
“God, I’m such a slut for pasta!” she exclaimed, stirring me out of my gaze and making me choke a bit on my food. I was not expecting to hear a word like that come out of her mouth, but I quickly saved face and said “hah, yeah, it’s the best isn’t it? I’m the number one ‘thot’ for pasta,” chuckling as I used slang that was probably already outdated.
As we ate and chatted, both our inhibitions were loosened by the wine. The conversation gradually turned to college and I asked Michelle what she was most nervous about.
“Honestly,. dating.” This surprised me; I expected some nerves over academics, or balancing school with clubs and socializing.
“Really? I’m sure a girl like you would have no problem meeting a nice young man.”
“I don’t know… I haven’t ever had a boyfriend. And guys don’t ever seem to want to talk to me. They like my friends, but I’ve never even had a guy ask me out.”
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my thirty years, it’s that the most attractive women are often lonelier than you think. Guys are intimidated by smokeshows; they figure a 10 must have a long line of suitors and figure there’s no way they’d have a chance. Anyone will hit on the girl next door, but talking to someone with literal model looks might as well be like trying to talk to God.
“I think you’ll be fine, Michelle. You’ve got –” I caught myself briefly, trying to think of a diplomatic way to say it without sounding lecherous. “You’re smart and well-read, you’ve got a charming personality, and you’re an attractive young woman.”
“You think so?”
“You don’t? Aren’t you an influencer? People don’t follow you for fashion and makeup looks because you’re not pretty, after all.”
She blushed and smiled. “That’s true. But guys my age are so obnoxious anyway. They’re so immature. They’re not like you, you know.”
My turn to blush a bit. “Well, I’m a lot different than I was at your age, Michelle. I think guys might just be nervous to talk to you because they think you’re out of their league. But you can be the change,” I said somewhat jokingly, “and be the one that asks a guy out”!
“Hah! My mom always said a strong woman just goes after what she wants… but you think I’m out of guys’ leagues?”
“Well, I don’t really buy into the whole ‘leagues’ thing. That’s a very naive way of looking at things. But I do think guys can be intimidated by a woman who’s smart and pretty.”
I poured myself another glass and decided to top her glass off as well. As the wine worked its magic on me, I started to amp up the flirting and banter. I figured it was a bit of harmless fun and would help boost her confidence. Clearing the plates, I told her I’d have dessert out and that we ought to sit on the sofa. She made her way to the living room while I scooped out a couple servings of gelato.
Taking a seat next to her, but not too close, I couldn’t help but notice her beauty again. Her shorts had hiked up a bit, exposing almost all of those long, long legs. Her lips looked luscious as she licked the gelato from them between bites. I noticed her nipples poking through her shirt, no doubt caused by the strong A/C that was blowing over us, but quickly averted my gaze before she caught me. My eyes landed upon her wine glass, which seemed fuller than when I had left the table. The little minx had poured herself a bit more.
“Well, that was delicious” I proclaimed as I turned on my speakers and put on some jazz.
“It really was. Thank you for cooking for me, Milo,” she responded as she took a big swig from her glass.
“Easy there, slow and steady” I said. We talked a bit more, enjoying the sounds of Coltrane’s “Kind of Blue” as we worked on the wine. I excused myself to use the bathroom, and when I came back I noticed she had polished off her glass.
I sat down and she smiled at me. “I brought some dessert for you too,” she said. What happened next was unimaginable.
In the blink of an eye, she moved around and swung one leg over my lap so that she was straddling me, and she immediately kissed me on the lips. Feeling shocked and a bit unsure of what the hell was going on, I didn’t reciprocate, and then pulled away.
“What the hell, Michelle?”
“What?” she responded, somewhat curtly.
“We can’t… you’re my student –”
“I thought you found me attractive –”
“Yeah, I think you’re gorgeous, but –”
“So just have some fun with me,” and she went in for another kiss.
Blame it on the wine, or the breakup, or the fact that I had a hot, eager, willing young temptress on my lap, but something in me finally broke. This time, I opened up my mouth and met her kiss with vigor. Our tongues swirled around each other, engaged in a dance of lust and passion. My hands moved from my sides to her body, grabbing hold of her pert, tight booty. Her arms were over my shoulders, her fingers scratching my back. The smell of her perfume was intoxicating, and I felt like I was losing all sense of time.
As the kissing continued, our arousal grew. I was hard as a rock, spurred on by her hips moving back and forth, grinding her womanhood against my crotch. After what seemed like ages, I moved her off of me and had her sitting on the couch again, facing forward. We made out like horny teenagers (which made sense for her) while I decided to push things further. With one arm over her shoulders, I pulled her top down until her beautiful tits were spilling out over the shirt and bra.
It had been quite a while since I’d seen such perfection. For an Asian girl, she had pretty big breasts, with quarter-sized areolas and small, very erect, brown nipples. Using my right hand, I started to tease and twist one nipple, eliciting a sexy moan from the teen beauty.
“Does that feel good?”
“Oh; yes; yes.”
Drunk with passion, I then began snaking my other hand down along her taut, firm tummy and arrived at the waistband of her shorts. Deftly undoing the button, I then pushed down behind her panties and felt around for the real prize. As my fingers brushed her labia, she moaned. The little slut was soaking wet, and she began grinding her mound onto my hand as I switched from one nipple to another.
“You like that?”
“Yes; oh god!” she breathed heavily.
A couple fingers made their way into her tight hole, while my palm rubbed against her clit. I pumped my fingers in and out, and I could tell she was rapidly working her way to a climax. I was running on pure instinct at this point, and one of my instincts was to tease. I liked to work a woman up quite a lot before letting her cum, and I intended to do just that with little Michelle.
Her breaths grew shorter, and I pulled my hand away as she was preparing for the peak of pleasure.
“Oh my god” she panted, “oh my god!”
She reached over to me and pulled me in for a sloppy, horny kiss. This time she moved her hand to my pants and began to rub my dick, and I decided to help by undoing my belt and pulling my pants down.
“Have you ever sucked a dick before?”
“I did one time at this party last year… it was a stupid drunk hookup,” she responded as she moved down to her knees. I didn’t even have to ask her to do it, she just did it. Michelle marveled at my penis. I always figured I was a bit bigger than average, but not pornstar huge.
“His was definitely not as big though.”
Michelle opened her mouth and greedily began to work her magic on my shaft. For a supposedly inexperienced girl, she was surprisingly adept at pleasing me. With a bit of guidance, she got the stroking just right while she teased the tip with her tongue, and she even paid attention to my balls.
“Oh; oh god, that feels fucking great” I told her.
“Um, you like it?”
“I fucking love it.”
After a few minutes, she pulled away briefly to shed her clothes. She peeled away her shirt and undid her bra, letting those beautiful orbs hang freely. I had forgotten how perky and firm teen tits were. Standing up, she wiggled out of her shorts and tossed them aside unceremoniously before resuming her position on her knees. This time, she got very sloppy with the head, and within minutes she had covered much of her face in spit and pre-cum. I was approaching my own climax, and didn’t want the fun to end with just a blowjob.
I pulled her away and asked, “where the hell did you learn how to do this?”
“Well,” she blushed, “I watch porn. A lot of porn.” God bless the internet.
I stood up and took off the rest of my clothes as well. We embraced and made out, passionately but not too intensely. I felt up her perfect tits and ass while she continued stroking my cock.
“Let’s go to my bedroom,” taking her by the hand and leading her to my quarters.
“Lay down on your back.”
Michelle crawled onto the luxurious bed and turned over on to her back. My eyes drank up the tantalizing image before me. Michelle was no longer my student, she was my Venus. A sex goddess. Her long legs, her shaved mound, her lovely breasts, that cover model face. I noticed the tan lines around her pussy and on her tits and imagined her laying out in the nude to tan and take care of them.
“Have you ever been eaten out?”
“No…” she responded shyly. “But I need it.”
I dutifully knelt at the foot of the bed, gazing at the perfect cunt before me. Shaved, as I had mentioned, with thin pussy lips and a small but aroused clit. Glistening with her womanly juices, ready to be lapped up. I dove in and began working her gingerly at first, teasing her folds and her clit with my tongue. I wasn’t the best at eating pussy, but I knew not to overthink it: just explore their sacred part until you find what really flips the switch.
As my tongue darted around, Michelle began the climb up the hill of orgasm. Her breathing intensified, and her tunnel was practically flooding with arousal. Her moans echoed throughout the bedroom and I could feel her hands gripping the comforter. This time I made sure to take her all the way over the edge; I wanted her first oral experience to be one to remember. My fingers went to work on her clit, rubbing it frantically.
“Oh… oh… I… oh… OH… Oh Fuck! Fuck!” she shouted as her body began to convulse, her mound involuntarily pushing back onto my face as she came.
“Fuck… fuck… that was… so good…” she panted deliriously. I couldn’t help but feel a bit proud of myself for what I had done. Any inhibitions I had had an hour before were gone. Student and tutor, friend and mentor, all those relations were done. We were two horny lovers, and I decided to push for the final prize.
“Michelle, have you had sex before?”
The girl was still coming down from her orgasmic high. “No… I’m a virgin.”
“Could have fooled me,” which she chuckled at.
“Like I said… I watch a lot of porn. I’ve never had sex, though. I’ve never been with a guy I wanted to have sex with.”
“I understand.”
“But now I have. I want you, Milo.”
I laid down next to her and kissed her and caressed her. We carried on the heavy petting for a few minutes and then I pulled away, turning over to grab my condoms from the nightstand.
“If you’re not ready, we don’t have to.” I may have been horny, but I was still a gentleman, and I did not want to pressure the young girl into doing something she’d regret.
“I’m ready. I need you” she responded while looking me in the eye with the kind of gaze you only get from a woman who’s ready to take you.
I quickly fished out the rubber and slipped it onto my cock. I stood up and walked around to the foot of the bed again, pulling Michelle a bit closer. I mounted the bed, spreading her legs as I placed the throbbing head at the entrance to her pussy.
Looking her in the eyes, I asked if she was ready. She nodded and I began to push.
Much like the perkiness of young boobs, I had also forgotten just how tight a fresh cunt could be. As my penis parted her, I could feel her tighten up. She was operating on another level of ecstasy. My head met her virginal wall, and we locked eyes again. I held one hand and she simply nodded.
Michelle let out a quick yelp as I claimed my prize. Her hand squeezed mine for a moment, and I made sure to give her a few seconds to adjust. Once her breathing slowed a bit, I kissed her passionately and began the ancient ritual. I slid in and out, in and out, maintaining a steady rhythm as I savored the tightness of her velvety walls against my dick.
“Oh… god… oh… it’s… so… good…”
“Uh, uh… god, Michelle, fuck…”
As her vagina continued to loosen up to accommodate my shaft, I picked up the pace. I moved my arms to go underneath her shoulders, sort of hooking them with my hands. Her legs wrapped around my back and her hands were below my shoulders. As I pounded her harder and faster, she seemed to be pulling me in with her legs, while her nails began to scratch at my back.
By IAmJohnGalt1 for Literotica
Now for the really scary part
By AarontheBaron. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
The tension in that honeymoon cabin was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I gently rested my hands on my virgin bride’s hips, and her shoulders twitched, I leaned forward and planted a very soft kiss at the base of her neck. She moaned softly, and then again as my hands slid upward, past the swell of her hips and her slender waist, gliding over the silky fabric up her back until, so very softly, my fingers left the satin and traced across the exposed skin of her back.
It was intoxicating. Her skin was hot to my touch, almost burning my hands, or at least that's how it felt. Her head was drooping forward and I could hear her breathing turning shallow. I slipped my hands into the back of her dress and gently slid them outward, across her quivering shoulder blades, taking the fabric along until my fingers curved around her shoulders.
Her dress began to fall with a gentle rustle, to bunch up around her waist. I heard myself moan aloud as I looked at her bare back, and my hands skimmed back down her flawless skin, to settle at her sides. Goosebumps suddenly emerged across her entire torso.
She gave a little cry and her head went up and fell back, and I couldn't resist: I pressed my lips to her exposed neck again and she writhed against me, gasping as she reached back and grabbed at me, whatever part of me she could get her hands on. My hands slipped lower, to her bare hips and pulled her back against me, and then swept upward across her stomach to cup her full breasts.
Her hands covered mine as I kneaded the soft flesh within her bra. Looking down over her shoulder I had a perfect view of her creamy breasts, and the way the soft skin yielded and gave in to my touch, and the way she moaned when my thumbs grazed over her now-hard protruding nipples, which were trying to poke clean through the thin fabric, my boxers were getting tighter and I was fighting to keep from just throwing her to the floor and screwing her brains out.
"That's really nice," she whispered, turning her face to kiss my cheek. I tore my eyes from the enchanting swell of her breasts and kissed her again, this time our tongues going straight in and caressing each other, and my fingers accidently discovered the front clasp of her bra and it gave way.
She gasped into my mouth, and I groaned and nearly fell to the floor as I felt the warm, soft, yielding flesh drop into my bare hands for the first time. Her nipples were hard and pointy under my thumbs, making her shiver as I tweaked them, and my cock was straining dangerously in my shorts, and all of a sudden I tore myself away and stepped back.
She swayed unsteadily for a moment, and turned to face me. There was confusion in her eyes, her hair was wildly askew and her hands impulsively covered her heaving globes.
"What's wrong, Josh?" she breathed unevenly, with a slight frown. She blushed as she glanced down at herself, her dress wantonly bunched at her lovely waist.
I gulped hard. "Nothing," I managed to get out. "But if we don't slow down, we'll never make it into the shower." She gave a breathless little laugh, and I grinned back, then let my eyes rove over her body, brazenly, obviously, willing her to feel my burning desire for her.
Have I mentioned how beautiful she is? Her long dark hair was a frame for a face that was pale and lovely, slender, with finely formed features that to me were just perfect. Her neck was slender and delicate, curving out into exquisite shoulders, with the most beautiful pearlescent breasts I had ever seen, and the only real ones at that, swelling from her chest. She dropped her hands as she saw my eyes gazing over her, and with a very pretty blush she showed me her charms, and I was enraptured. They were full, and round and perky, and as I had already experienced, they filled my hands to overflowing, and I have fairly large hands. Her pink nipples stood proudly, belying the shrinking shyness that seemed to overtake her, just begging to be kissed and suckled, with the darker area, the areola I think? about the size of a quarter-dollar, they were utterly perfect. Her nipples saluted slightly upward.
It took some effort to look away from them and continue my visual feast, but I was rewarded with the most beautiful, flat abdomen and finely sculpted hips, just flaring out from her slender waist before disappearing into the tangled white satin that still clung to her womanly hips, and the top of her lacy black panties, peeking sensually out, and providing an awesome contrast to her pearly skin.
I glanced back up at her face. She was blushing and biting her bottom lip, and there was an unmistakable fire in her eyes, a desire that was consuming her core. That's how she expressed it to me later, at the time I could only marvel at the beauty of her flushed face and lovely young body.
But we had to keep going, couldn't spend the night there in the bathroom. I took a deep breath to steady myself.
It didn't steady my nerves.
The RevealSo, I just stepped back a few feet & took another breath; and without stopping to think about it, shoved my boxers straight down to the floor. My rod sprang back upward as the elastic cleared the tip. As I stepped out of the boxers, my stiff manhood stiffly swayed a bit.
Now it was my turn to get warm in the face, but Sara gasped and her hand went to her mouth again. She was blushing furiously and staring at my groin, more accurately, at the very erect part of me that was protruding from my groin.
"Oh my," I heard her murmur. "Is that, um, will that fit?"
Now, like I said, I'm an average guy, so I don't think I would have had anything to be ashamed of anyway; but the way she said that, I felt like I was a heck of a lot bigger. I couldn't help giving a smug grin at her tone.
"Sure it will, you'll see," I assured her. "You'll get bigger too, remember?"
Her eyes were still a bit wide as she looked back at me, and I gestured toward her waist. "Your turn," I said hoarsely.
She blushed again. "Um, okay."
How I love this woman!
Hesitantly, her hands went to her waist and poised, thumbs sliding in between flesh and fabric. She looked down, and her breath turned shallow again, and then she pulled her dress and panties down together with a sharp exhale.
Her hands covered her crotch as she straightened back up, her legs were absolutely gorgeous. I can't tell you how many times I had thought about those glorious legs, imagined them bare past what her shorts ever revealed, imagined them wrapped around me, the silky smoothness, the intense warmth they would radiate. Is that lust? Maybe; but at some point I am allowed to lust for my wife, right?
Sara was struggling to put her previous life of abstinence behind her, in that bathroom. But she needed guidance.
"Hands by your sides, my love," I said, my voice lower and shakier than I intended. She looked at me with a mix of shyness and lust, and her hands drifted away from her sex and left her open to my gaze.
My mouth fell open a little and my breath went out of me in a rush. She was so utterly lovely there, her lips swollen and pink, completely bare, and glistening slightly. Her breath was coming hard and fast, and when I glanced at her face, her head was up and slightly back, almost like she was trying to look defiant, but my eyes instantly went back to her womanhood.
"You shaved?" I muttered; the only semi-coherent thought left in my brain. She nodded breathlessly.
"Waxed. My mother taught me." A fleeting look of concern crossed her lovely face. "You like it, right?"
I walked the few feet back to her and took her face in my hands. "I love it," I whispered, and kissed her deeply. She moaned and leaned into me, her hands caressing my back, and I felt the heat and softness of her breasts rolling against my chest.
We disconnected with a sigh, and I held her eyes with my own as I stepped back. Silently, I raised one finger and twirled it around indicating I wanted her to spin. A shy smile crept over her lips and she slowly and coyly turned around, watching me over her shoulder as my eyes feasted on her nakedness.
And as for her arse, if you took sexy and mixed it with adorable, and gave it a playful bit of jiggle, you might have some idea of the incredible beauty I was treated to. Her arse was firm and round, and just the right size. The cheeks bounced perkily as she gave a little wiggle, and I looked back up at her and we laughed.
Water TimeThen I nodded toward the tub. "Will you do the honors, my lady?" I asked chivalrously, and she giggled breathily and stepped over to the tub faucet. She bent, perhaps a little more than strictly necessary, and turned on the tap while I gaped at the cleft between her arse cheeks. Her cunt peeped out coyly, the damp lips pressed together by her thighs, and seeing me watching, she gave another playful wiggle.
My mind was still trying to process the fact that I was alone with a naked girl, and that she was mine. The blood was charging through my veins and throbbing in my manhood. She looked so soft and smooth all over, so delectably good. Her nipples were begging my affections.
Once the water was warm enough, she stepped into the spray, with gentle a sigh as the water cascaded down her body.
"Aren't you going to join me, my lord, please?" she said, with another shy blush. I love her ability to blush.
And I didn't wait to be asked again. I stepped down into the tub with her and gathered her wet, slippery, nubile body into my arms. Our lips met again under the showerhead, and we made out with reckless abandon. My hands stroked all over her back and sides, teasing the flanks of her breasts, and she moaned into my mouth as her lips writhed and her tongue danced with mine. Her hands swept down to grab my arse, and my cock stiffened as it was caught between our heaving bodies.
I leaned her backwards a little, pressing my lips hard against hers, and caught her tongue between my teeth. She whimpered as I bit down just a little and her hands came up to cup my face. My arm went around her to support her, and the other hand found a wet and squishy breast, and squeezed. She jumped and her head fell back with a laugh, and I took the opportunity to devour her sweet neck while the hot nipple yielded in my grasp.
Then, and I'm not exactly sure how, she was sliding to her knees in front of me and came face to face with my manhood, erect and proud and very happy to see her. She blushed again, looking for all the world like a lovely water nymph, with her hair hanging wet across her shoulders and her lips, kiss-swollen and parted. She looked up at me from under her eyelashes and whispered, "Can I touch it?"
Just hearing her say that, made the member in question twitch and she jumped a little, I should mention that Sara is rather easily startled, and this situation was so new and all, yeah. Back to the story.
I could only nod, and the anticipation made my head feel light. My breath was coming in shallow gasps, and I braced myself against the warm stone wall as her delicate little fingers stroked across my shaft.
It was heaven. I closed my eyes and moaned, tilting my head back in the shower, and almost jumped out of my skin when something very wet and very warm and very alive suddenly engulfed my cock head. My eyes flew open and there she was, naked, soaking wet, kneeling before me with her pretty lips wrapped around my shaft and her big, lovely eyes staring straight into mine.
"Oh baby," I moaned, my hand coming to rest behind her head as she started to bob. "That's incredible, don't stop,"
Her mouth was snug, and her tongue was playing wicked, wicked games with the underside of my cock. Then there was a sucking sensation, and things got tighter and slicker and I watched as almost my whole cock disappeared into that beautiful mouth. She was sucking hard, and I threw my head back and groaned again as I felt her swallow, repeatedly, the contractions rippling down my shaft in exquisite torture.
Then she hummed.
And I lost it.
The whole world exploded in brilliant waves of pleasure and I could only grunt as my hips jerked, spewing my pent-up cum deep into her willing throat. I cried out, writhing in ecstasy, how can I possibly describe the sensations? Never had I felt anything like this; and she kept faithfully sucking until I came back down to earth, lightheaded and braced against the shower wall,
I heaved a deep, shuddering breath and opened my eyes. She was still kneeling in front of me, my spent cock dangling near her lips, and she looked very happy with herself. She smiled and opened her mouth, and I gasped when I saw her tongue coated in white. She swallowed noisily and then gave my cock a very dainty little kiss.
"How was that, my lord?" she asked in the same shy tone, looking up bashfully. I was still breathing heavily, and I reached down and grabbed her and hauled her up to her feet, planting my lips firmly on hers as she giggled in delight. I could still taste a little of me in there,
"That, my lady," I answered, my hands groping her arse and her arms around my neck, "was absolutely fantastic." I kissed her again and she sighed. "But how on earth did you learn to do that?"
She actually looked a little embarrassed. "Um, well, I practiced. With, with bananas."
My eyebrows went up. "Bananas?" I could just see it now: my beautiful wife, sucking whole bananas down her throat, I swallowed a laugh. "Why bananas?"
She was tracing circles on the back of my neck, and I kinda wanted to lean my head back and just purr. She was so pretty, the water streaming down over her and me.
"Well," she said, "I figured they'd be about the right size, and I knew you would love it if I could go deep, you know; and if anything went wrong, well, bananas are easy to swallow."
My hands were wandering over her wet back, and she closed her eyes and sighed. "I suppose they are, never thought of it that way," I said. She smiled and leaned her head back a little. I took the cue and nuzzled her neck. "You know I'll never be able to look at a banana the same again," I murmured against her skin.
She made a noise between a laugh and a gasp, as my lips found and sucked on her earlobe. Then I spun us around so that she was against the wall, and as her eyes opened I planted a tender kiss on the tip of her nose.
"Now," I told her, "My turn."
Her eyes widened for a moment, and then fluttered back shut with a moan as my lips slid down her neck and across her chest. She tasted so good, so warm and smooth, and her head fell back as I skimmed her breast and sucked a whole nipple into my mouth.
"Oh Josh!" she gasped, arching her back to offer more of her breast to my ravenous mouth. "Oh! Oh my goodness!"
And then my hand slid down across her stomach, right to her crotch and gently, so gently traced the outline of her puffy lips. She squirmed and her hips bucked as a gentle cry came out of her mouth. Her hand seized mine and dragged my fingers through her dripping cleft, and then she opened her eyes wide and scared when my lips left her taut nipple and trailed southward, across her quivering, delectable flesh.
"Oh!" she gasped, as I gently nibbled at the joint of her thighs, her skin is so impossibly smooth! "Oh my," she whimpered, feeling my tongue swirl across the swell of her mound. "Oh Josh, please," she moaned, stopping me and looking into my eyes, "you don't have to, Josh, I don't need,"
"Shush!" I stopped her, laying my finger on her lips, while her eyes were very big above it. "I want to," I growled, and then, without breaking eye contact I dragged my tongue straight through her slick, hot folds, as I gently raised one of her legs and set her foot on the raised stone ledge.
She gave a shuddering moan and wilted against the wall, and I ravenously licked her again and again. Her flesh was soft and yielding and so exquisitely sweet, like nectar. With her legs now spread sufficiently, I buried my tongue as deep inside her tight opening as I could get it, and I felt my cock hardening back up again.
Then it happened. I placed my hand on her waxed mound, to hold her squirming hips still; she was writhing above me, whimpering with pure need, and I was in awe at the sight of such wanton nakedness and pleasure, when my thumb brushed the top of her slit. Suddenly she cried out, almost a scream, and her thighs went rigid, clamping my jaw between their silky heat. Her torso throbbed and jerked, and a look of panic came over her face.
"Oh Josh!" she wailed. "What's happening! Oh! Ah! I feel it, It's coming, Ah!"
I had to grab her soft hips and pin her to the wall as she began yelping, her body spasming hard and out of control. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened in one long wail of pure ecstasy, and a flood of nectar streamed out of her sex into my mouth, which I had managed to keep glued to her cunt the whole time.
Her hands found my head and compulsively ground my face deeper into her wet crotch, her hips bucking and squirming as the aftershocks of her orgasm rippled through her. I tried to keep my eyes on her face, but her breasts kind of got in the way, quivering and swaying with her body. I reached up and pinched one nipple and she jerked, and then all at once she went limp and I had to hold her up, my hands sliding up the backs of her soft thighs. I stood and scooped her up into my arms, and she wrapped her arms and legs around me, and buried her face in my neck. She was still spasming, and I was in awe of the beauty I had just seen, and the fact that she could be so vulnerable with me, and share her most sacred pleasure so openly.
It actually brought tears to my eyes, and then I heard her sniffle against me.
"Are you okay?" I whispered into her hair.
"I don't know," she moaned. She raised her face to mine; there were tears streaming done her cheeks. "That was so wonderful," she whimpered, shivering. Her forehead drooped to rest against mine. "I feel like I've been taken apart and rebuilt, I've never felt anything like that."
She was still shivering, despite the hot water streaming over us, and I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. "I love you," I whispered.
Carefully I eased us down to sit, her still perched in my lap, and hugged her close till the trembling faded. She raised her head and fixed her lips to mine again, and her fingers started trailing though my hair. It was a tender, sweet, gentle kiss, and it brought me roaring back into life beneath her.
She must have felt me growing, directly under her cunt, because she giggled into my mouth and pulled back. "Ready to go already, huh?" she asked with a smile. "I think I'm gonna like you."
"You better," I quipped, nipping at her nose. "Cause if you don't, I might be tempted to betake my hand to this very cute arse." And I gave her a playful smack on the backside.
She jumped and squawked. "Hey!" she laughed. "Watch it mister!"
I captured her lips again and we shared another kiss. How could this ever get old? She wiggled a little on my lap, which only served to make me even harder.
"Come on," I said against her mouth. "Let's get out of here."
Bedroom RitesI helped her up to her feet, she was a little weak in the legs, she said, and turned off the water. We stepped out and I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around us both.
She snuggled up to me as I dried her back and tousled her hair a bit, and her hands found their way down to my manhood again.
"Hm, you're so hard," she murmured dreamily, she was decidedly more relaxed now. Her hands were so soft, much softer than mine had ever been, and she nuzzled affectionately at my neck as her fingers stroked and squeezed gently.
"Love, you'd better stop that or you'll be the undoing of me," I said softly into her hair, not wanting her to stop but not wanting to cum yet either. She giggled, how I loved the sound of her delight! and we got back to the business of drying off each other's body.
I noticed then that we hadn't even bothered to close the bathroom door, and it made me chuckle a little; but then my mind was otherwise occupied as Sara flashed a seductive look over her shoulder at me and strolled out into the bedroom. And by strolled, I mean swaggered. She swung her hips from side to side, making her lovely naked arse sway and bounce with each step. She reached the bed and bent over, keeping her legs straight while she placed her hands flat on the coverlet, and wiggled her bottom in my direction.
She looked back at me over her shoulder, her hair draped across her back, and there was a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she saw I hadn't moved from the doorway.
"What's the matter, my lord?" she purred. "Aren't you going to join your lady?"
Her cunt was gleaming in the light of the lamp, the slick folds dewy and moist between her legs.
I gulped, and she bit her lip and sighed as I walked toward her. She looked forward, watching our reflection in the mirror across the bed, and moaned as I ran my hand over the soft skin of her arse. I sank my fingers into her flesh, groping her and squeezing her cheek, and then I knelt behind her and dragged my tongue through her sex again.
"Oh my," she moaned, her hips squirming in my hands. I licked her deep and long, and then opened my mouth and sucked her whole sweet cunt into my lips. She groaned and arched her back, thrusting her lady-place harder into my face. My teeth grazed across her lips and she shuddered, dropping her head to the comforter.
I was beginning to notice something: seeing and feeling her pleasure and arousal was actually turning me on more than the idea of her pleasuring me. Hearing her moan, watching as her naked body writhed and squirmed under my ministrations, and knowing that I was making her lose control of herself, it was like a powerful drug, and I dug in deeper and gripped her hips harder as she started whimpering again.
At the same time, the knowledge that she was willing to be vulnerable with me, to allow me to do things to her, to touch her and take her and do what I pleased with her, the trust and the love of it all hit me like a train. I felt humbled, and exhilarated; so I started nibbling on her cunt, letting my teeth sink ever so gently into her hot, wet, quivering flesh. She cried out and clawed at the bed, her whole arse trembling and sweat breaking out on her skin. My hands gripped the backs of her soft thighs, and then my lips and tongue found her little clit, like a third nipple only bigger and very slick, and as I sucked it between my lips and strummed my tongue across it she started jerking again.
"Josh!" she gasped, her toes curling and her thighs starting to quiver. "I think, .ah, I think I'm gonna cum again, .oh my goodness don't stop please!"
She wailed as the spasms took over her pretty, slender body. She was gleaming, a light dew of sweat shining on her skin, and the muscles in her back were contacting and squirming as she cried out into the bedspread. I kept my face firmly planted in her sex, sucking for dear life and gently nibbling on her little button.
Suddenly she threw her head back and let out a yell, her whole body going rigid, and a flood of girly nectar drenched my jaw. Her arse cheeks clenched and unclenched violently, right there in my face, and she was gasping for air.
"Stop!" she gasped, squirming away as her clit became too sensitive. "Too much, " she mumbled, collapsing back onto the bed. I sat back on my haunches and I couldn't help it, I was grinning like a fool. She turned her head and looked back at me, breathing hard, her hair across her face, and smiled back with her eyes half shut.
"Thank you, Josh," she said very prettily, and for good measure I leaned in and gave her one good hard lick before standing up. She jumped and giggled, and I stood back to survey my handiwork.
She was breathing hard, laying half on the bed with her hips and legs hanging off, resting her knees on the floor. I couldn't stop looking at her beautiful arse, so round and cute and perfect, and the moisture dripping out of her sex and running down the inside of her thighs. Her back was heaving, her hands still clutching at the comforter, and her hair was all over the place. The picture of relaxation.
I leaned over her, supporting myself on my arms beside her, and planted a hot kiss in the middle of her back. She sighed and her eyes closed.
"You make me feel so good, Josh," she murmured. "Like a princess."
"My princess," I mumbled into her damp skin, and she smiled, and gasped as my fingers slipped between her legs again. It was so slick and wet down there, and hot, like a mini oven. I grinned as the thought of hot dogs in an oven came to mind. My hot dog was aching for a feel of this oven,
Gently I turned her over, and she smiled up at me as I scooted us both up onto the bed. Her breasts were slick with sweat, so full and round and swollen, and I leaned down and suckled her nipples gently for a few minutes. She cooed and sighed, and then pulled my face up to hers for a kiss.
"Mm, I can taste myself on you," she giggled.
"You like it?" I asked.
She made a production of licking my lips with her dainty little tongue, and frowned consideringly. "Yeah," she said slowly, "I think I do."
I nipped her nose again. "Good. Cause I got more where that came from," and I dragged my fingers through her sex again and presented them to her mouth. She smiled and sucked two into her lips, smacking and swallowing noisily, and even bobbing her head off the bed as if it was a mini cock.
My eyes glazed, and she laughed. "Delicious," she declared.
I dipped my head and kissed her again. "You know you are unbearably cute?" I told her. She smiled again, I swear I'll never get tired of that smile. Then her eyes flicked down, just a touch nervously, and I looked deep into her eyes.
"Are you ready, my love?" I asked her tenderly, gathering her in my arms. She nodded and swallowed.
"Yeah," she said breathlessly. "Please just go slow, okay?"
I nodded and reached down between us, guiding my cock head to rest against her lips. I groaned a little as her slick flesh touched me, and I murmured, "Spread your legs, my love."
She obliged, and I heard her breath hitch as I pushed a little, getting the head seated firmly between her lips. I took her face in my hands and kissed her deeply again. "Try to relax, darling," I told her, and then thrust, gently, into her slick cleft.
She gasped, as the head of my cock slid in an inch or two, and I stroked her face with my thumbs.
"I love you," I whispered against her lips, and then thrust again, this time going in a little more and hitting resistance. I had to stop and clench my teeth to keep from cumming too soon, she felt so good and slick and hot. It was incredible, really indescribable.
"Darling, I have to go deeper," I told her, breathlessly, and she nodded and swallowed. "I love you," she said softly. "Take me."
I heaved a breath and thrust, hard, and something gave way inside her. She cried out, eyes shut and her hands clutching my shoulders. There were tears gleaming on her cheeks.
"Almost there my love," I groaned, and gave one final push, and sank deep into her. She cried out again and grabbed me, her arms around my neck. I held still, which wasn't easy, her cunt was quivering and rippling around my shaft. She was crying softly, but when I tried to say something, she relaxed and lay back, looking up at me with tears in her eyes. "Please keep on," she asked quietly, and I kissed her again and pulled back, then thrust forward. She groaned again, but not as agonized as before and there was less resistance inside her.
"I'm not going to last long," I told her, and she managed to smile. "I'm yours, take me," she murmured, and that did it for me.
I tried to go slow, I really did, but once I thrust in again, and she whimpered in more pleasure than pain, I couldn't help it and started going faster. To my surprise, she wrapped those incredible legs around my hips and started pulling me in, deeper, and harder, and her breath was turning shallow again.
"Better now?" I grunted, as my hips smacked into her arse again and again, her cunt dripping around my cock and sucking and squelching as I withdrew. She nodded. "Much better," she whimpered. "It feels good now, oh my, uh, I think I'm going to, oh,"
And her voice trailed off as she actually started to orgasm again. Her eyes rolled back and her lips parted, and she moaned out one long continuous word: "Josh!"
It was so beautiful. I wanted it to last forever, but no such luck. I gave one last mighty smacking thrust and emptied myself into her with a growl. My whole body locked up and trembled, and I think I saw stars, and then I collapsed onto her, our heaving bodies sweaty and sticky and sated.
I looked down into her eyes as I caught my breath. "That," I said unsteadily, "was incredible."
She smiled delightedly. "Um, yeah. I love you so much,"
I gathered her in my arms and rolled over, taking the bedspread with us and sweeping it over our nakedness, and we drifted off to sleep.
Later that evening, we lay together, me on my back and her curled against my side, her leg thrown across mine and a very pleasant heat from her cunt, pressed against my hip. Her head was resting on my shoulder and her fingers tracing circles on my chest. I stroked her hair and just marveled at the naked beauty laying there in my arm.
"Sara?" I said, after a while. "There's something I'd like to tell you."
She shifted and looked up at me, her big blue eyes full of love.
"I want you to know, that for the rest of my life, I promise that I will always be available for you." I wasn't exactly sure how I was going to say this, so I just adlibbed. She looked a little puzzled.
"I mean sexually," I added. "As much as I can possibly manage, I want you to know that I will never turn you down if you want me, anytime, anywhere. Okay?"
She smiled and kissed my chest. "Okay." Her eyes were soft and gleaming, I could lose myself in them forever. "And I promise that too," she added. "I am yours, and you can take me whenever you want, and I hope you do it a lot." She grinned, and I grinned back and kissed her soundly. She's so adorable,
"So," I began, as she settled back down on my shoulder, "I was thinking, maybe someday I'll come home and you'll be doing the laundry in the living room,"
I paused, and she waited, and then looked up at me. "And?"
"And," I went on dramatically, sliding my hand down to caress her soft bottom, "I might come up behind you and,"
She swallowed and her breath caught. "And pull down my pants and take me right there? Without asking?" she finished, with a gentle heaving of her breasts.
I nodded, my mouth suddenly too dry to talk.
She crawled up me to plant a soft kiss on my lips. "I'd like that," she murmured softly. "I'd like that a lot."
A certain part of me twitched and hardened at that, and she felt it and giggled. "I think you'd like it a lot too," she whispered seductively, and dragged herself down my body, her nipples searing a line down my chest, my abs, past my hips, and her mouth found me again.
I lay back with a groan and surrendered myself to the ministrations of her heavenly tongue.
Life is good, no?
The End.
By AarontheBaron for Literotica
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