This is the third and final chapter in a three part story.  Part 1 can be found HERE.

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Earlier Jeannette had made a pot of coffee and it was
originally her intention to get Mike and Rebecca up to share a cup of coffee
with her.  It was now almost 10:30.  Jeannette went downstairs and returned with a
tray with 3 cups of coffee and some ginger cookies.  They demolished the cookies and sipped on the
coffee.  While Jeannette was gone,
Rebecca had opened the covers of the bed and got in under the sheet.  It covered her up to her waist leaving her
bountiful buoyant breasts showing.  Her
nipples retained their slightly elongated shape even though some of the
hardness had left.  Mike remained above
the covers in his full nakedness with his still hard cock proudly on
display.  His cock remained hard while
they sipped coffee and talked about the party, the storm and how Jeannette’s
parents wouldn’t probably come home at all today.

 Both women admired Mike’s ability to remain stiff.  He seemed so natural about it and the
unspoken boastfulness of it fit his self confident personality.  Yet he was obvious excited throughout the
entire small talk.  The women had calmed
down a bit.  Mike was the first to finish
his coffee and he shifted in the bed coming up in behind the nightie covered
figure of Jeannette as she sat cup in hand. 
He spooned her sitting figure and hugged her from behind so that his
hands went around her waist.  His face
settled in near the nape of her neck and she could feel his breath on her.  She immediately felt the strength of his
muscles and his hands around her waist gave her shivers. 

 “Is it OK if I give you a little attention?” he asked
her.  “Seems like Rebecca has had all the
attention so far today.”

 “Well, she’s our guest of honor and I want to see her
lose her virginity today.  But I don’t
mind some attention, if it’s OK with you Rebecca?”

 “Fine with me.” 
Both Mike and Jeannette were secretly enjoying looking at Rebecca’ nude
torso and perfectly proportioned breasts. 
Sitting up her breasts retained most of their firmness with a slightly
pointed shape emphasizing her nipples. 
White smooth curved flesh crowned with rosy colored, bubble textured,
moisture laden nipples of lust.

 Mike hugged Jeannette closer to him and she could feel
his cock touching her lower back.  He
moved his hands up to right under her breasts and his arms lifted them.  “Is this OK?” he whispered uncertainly.  After all he really had not ever touched
Jeannette before this in spite of the intimate moments they had shared. 

 “It feels good, Michael.” 
Rebecca was sipping her coffee but feeling a little uncomfortable.  She wanted to watch (and did) but felt what
she was doing was wrong.  That somehow
she was interfering with someone else’s intimate moment.  She watched as Mike’s hands cupped
Jeannette’s breasts.  He held both, still
covered by her nightie which was slightly pleated above her breast line.  Until now the shape of her breasts were
hidden under the cover of the nightie but now held in Mike’s hands, their shape
was clearly visible.  They were smaller
than Rebecca’s but her nipples which protruded under the cotton material were
at least as big and rock hard.  They were
a full handful.  Jeannette had her eyes closed
and her head was bed slightly backward towards Mike, enjoying every minute of
his sensual touch.

 Mike kissed her neck. 
He found a particular pleasure out of caressing and kissing Jeannette
while looking at Rebecca.  The reality of
two women here with him was just incredible. 
He was amazed at his own comfortableness.  His insecurities at this moment seemed to
disappear. 

 “Rebecca,” he said. 
“Why don’t you touch and massage Jeannette’s legs.  Maybe we can get her completely
relaxed.”  He knew relaxation wasn’t the
real goal.  Rebecca leaning forward could
easily reach Jeanette’s ankles and lower thighs and it made her feel less like
a spectator.  She began to rub the lower
part of each of her legs including her ankles and feet.  When she was rubbing one of her feet with two
hands, Jeannette told her how nice it felt. 
Rebecca was a bit surprised and wondered if it wasn’t really Mike
touching her breasts and nipples and kissing her neck that made her feel so
good.

 Jeannette was now leaning back into Mike and she could
feel the full effect of his member pressed between her back and his
stomach.  His hands were roaming all
around her stomach, lifting and caressing her breasts and tweaking and pinching
her nipples.  He legs were stretched out
toward Rebecca and she was truly enjoying her ministrations as well.  Mike slowly moved out from behind and under
her, laying her on the bed.  As he laid
her head on the bed, he kissed her on her lips. 
“Just relax,” he told her.  He
massaged her shoulders, her arms and continued to work her breasts which when
laying down lost much of their shape but none of their sensitivity.  Rebecca got out from under the sheet, knelt
on the other side of Jeannette and continued to massage her lower legs. 

 “Why don’t you go up a little higher, Rebecca?  I think she would like that.”  And Rebecca followed his suggestion moving up
to Jeannette’s thighs just above her knees. 
The two of them continued to caress Jeannette’s body.  Mike would occasionally lean forward and kiss
Jeannette particularly when he would caress her breasts. 

 Mike reached down with both hands to the bottom edge of
Jeannette’s nightie.  As he lifted it up,
Jeannette raised her hips so that he could raise it all the way up under her
arms.  Then he lifted her head and
removed the nightie completely. 
Jeannette’s body was a little less developed than Rebecca’s but at 19
there was still a chance of her filling out a little bit.  Mike found her slim hips and flat stomach
quite sexy, however.  Her pussy was
completely shaved adding perhaps to her little girl look.  Seeing her this way, knowing she was excited,
sent a wave of desire through Mike. 

 “Why don’t you touch her pussy, Rebecca and see if she is
wet?”  Rebecca shook her head. 

 “I couldn’t,” she said. 
“I can barely touch myself.  It’s
too embarrassing.”  Mike reached his hand
in between Jeannette’s pussy.  He pushed
his finger into her hole and Jeannette parted her legs to make it easier for
him.  He lifted his finger to his nose
and smelled it. 

 “She’s definitely wet and she smells good.”  He thrust the wet finger towards Rebecca’s
nose.  “Here, smell.”  She let him put his finger under her nose,
then took a quick whiff and immediately turned away. 

 “Eww,” she complained instinctively. 

 “Oh, it smells wonderful,” Mike said.  “I didn’t hear you complain when Jeannette
was smelling your punani.  Try it, you’ll
like it.  Take a taste.”

 Rebecca hesitated. 
Then she moved her hand slowly starting at Jeannette’s thigh, up toward
her private area.  The slow uncertain
movement caused a definite reaction in Jeannette who arched her hips and opened
her legs inviting Rebecca to reach all the way. 
When she reached her bare pussy, she gently ran her hand over her mound
a couple of times back and forth increasing the electricity between them before
she reached deep between her legs and inserted her finger into Jeannette’s
waiting well.  She left it in and rolled
her single finger tip around the inside edges of her tunnel.  Jeannette moaned.  Mike squeezed one of her naked breasts in his
hands and licked her nipple.  Déjà vu,
thought Mike. 

 But Rebecca could barely bring herself to touch Jeannette
and most certainly was not going to put her mouth down there.  Surprisingly in spite of Rebecca’s
inexperience and clumsiness (perhaps, in an odd way, because of it) Jeannette
became very excited from the touching and poking from this virginal woman.  When Rebecca hit a particularly good spot,
Jeannette would encourage her with her moans and one word sentences.

 Mike was watching and was thinking he wanted to get in
more deeply.  “Let’s change places,
Rebecca.”  As they switched places, Mike
kissed Rebecca and moved his hands around her shoulders, over her breasts and
gripped her hips.  He placed three kisses
on her naked abdomen in a triangular fashion with the last one squarely in the
silky hair above her pussy.  He then
continued moving past Rebecca and snuggled his face between Jeannette’s legs.  Mike had limited experience with licking
pussy (his high school girl friend refused to let him go there) but he could
sense when someone was enjoying themselves. 
He didn’t have to do it to many women to realize it was a hit.

 He began placing kisses all around her shaven smooth
mound; on top of her thighs, along the fold of her lips.  Then he licked her and with his hands opened
her lips to his tongue.  Jeannette moaned
loudly and Mike looked up only to see Rebecca looking closely at him from
Jeannette’s breasts.  He also noticed
that Jeannette’s hand was in between Rebecca’s legs, fingers tickling her, he
imagined.  Focusing on Jeannette’s nude
slit, Mike could hear her every reaction to his licking.  Jeannette was a very responsive, exposing
every one of her feelings to Mike through arching hips, moans, groans, hand
grips, and simple words.  Like a musician
playing his instrument Michael built Jeannette’s excitement using her signals
to lead him.  Soon he had her twisting
and arching and screaming her way to a climax. 

 Mike looked up to see Rebecca’s astonished face as
Jeannette completely gave into anything Mike wanted to do to her and the
feelings he was generating in her.  Her
orgasm was almost scary in its power. 
Rebecca was envious and Mike could see the desire in her eyes.  As Jeannette’s body collapsed, completely
spent for now, Mike didn’t skip a beat. 
Crawling up to Rebecca, he took her face in his hands and kissed
her.  Rebecca enjoyed the scent of
Jeannette’s sex juice all over Mike’s face. 
Finishing the kiss, still holding her head, he said, “Would you like
some of my special attention?”  Rebecca
looked away shyly and nodded her assent. 
Mike placed her head down on the bed beside Jeannette’s and moved down
to her pussy. 

 After Jeannette’s bare pussy, Rebecca’s seemed so much
hairier, but Mike could smell her sweet odor. 
It didn’t take him long to moisten her hair, part it and open her slit
just using his tongue.  Rebecca was less
conflicted with Mike than she was earlier with Jeannette.  It fell good to simply relax and enjoy
it.  No, not relax, she thought as Mike
started to suck on her clit.  Her orgasm
came on quickly without a lot of fuss. 

 Mike ended with some soft kisses and moved up her stomach
and nuzzled her breasts as he worked his way up into a missionary position with
her.  He kissed her aware that his face
smelled of mixed female juices.   Rebecca
gratefully responded.  She could feel his
muscular torso on top of her.  She sensed
genuine feelings for this gentle and giving man who she had just met.  He was her lover and she loved the feeling
she had at this moment.  She could feel
Mike’s stiff member pressed between them.

 Jeannette broke the silence, “I think it’s time you lost
your virginity.  Are you ready?  I mean we owe this boy a good time.  And I think its time for you to become a
woman, Beck.  What do you say?” 

 Rebecca uttered a simple “Yes.”  But a convincing ‘yes’.

 Mike reached down and put his arms under each of
Rebecca’s thighs.  He lifted them and
they easily went over her head. 
Jeannette moved to a position above Rebecca’s head and held her two legs
in this position, freeing Mike’s arm. 
Mike rubbed Rebecca’s pussy with his hand, opening her slit with one
finger.  She was still quite wet, swollen
and ready.  He moved his hips into
position and with one hand on his cock found the opening to her pussy.   Conscious that she had never been penetrated
before he intended to push slowly.  What
surprised him was how tight her tunnel was. Once past the tight rim of her
opening he expected her to be easy to penetrate but it was as though her entire
tunnel was too small for him.  Very moist
and slippery but small and gripping him tightly.  It felt wonderful.

 Rebecca was fully enjoying every inch of his slow
penetration.  She was amazed at how it filled her and how he continued to
push and penetrate long after she thought she was full.  Slowly he entered
her and realized her virginal cherry had disappeared before this night. 
Once he penetrated her to his hilt, he intended to rock in and out of her
slowly.  But one time fully back and forth and he couldn’t control his
movements any more.  Rebecca was hugging him, gripping his back.  Her
perfect body beneath his.  Her tight hole surrounding his cock in a way he
had never felt.  Lust and desire took control.  He began to thrust
into her furiously.  Both she and Jeannette (who was still holding
Rebecca’s legs in the air), were encouraging him.  He was being sucked
into a sea of passion no longer controlling his movements just responding to
the sensations all around him.  His head no longer reasoning. 
Sensations swallowing any thoughts.

 When he finally let go it was huge.  Explosively huge.  Followed by big in a rhythm, then unexpected
jerking out of rhythm.  Rebecca was still hugging him tightly.  As Jeannette let go of her legs she wrapped
them around him trying to pull his entire body into her feminine opening.  She would have put all of him into her if she
could have.  Rebecca was happy to just
revel in this man’s pleasure of her.  He
seemed to be lost in her and she was able to completely fulfill him.  This moment of being filled and fulfilling
him was the most completely satisfying moment she had ever experienced.  She would not be letting go of him anytime
soon.

This is part 2 of a 3 part series.  Part 1 can be found HERE.

Mike
and Rebecca went upstairs to the master bedroom next to Jeannette’s room.  With their clothes still on, they cuddled
together on the king size bed and soon Mike was asleep.  Rebecca, however, merely dozed and continually
awoke to see Mike next to her, to smell his masculine odors, feel his warmth,
and remember how his face contorted with glee as she brought him to
orgasm.  She remembered how his hard
stiff member felt in her hand.  How he
told her what to do and how he responded to her strokes.  Her excitement and his closeness kept her up
falling in and out of erotic dreams.  In
one dream she couldn’t remember she thinks she might have orgasmed
herself.  Her panties and pants were as
wet as she had ever been.

 Eventually,
as if some survival instinct took over she rolled over, away from his body and
fell into a deep sleep.  It was late
morning when Jeannette finally came into the room.  She was still wearing her long t-shirt style nightie
(and nothing else!).  She crawled unto
Rebecca’s side of the huge bed.  She
crawled quietly so as to not wake both of them. 
She gazed at Rebecca all huddled up in her clothes.  She was truly a beautiful girl and you didn’t
have to be a boy to appreciate that.  To
think that she might still be a virgin, as Jeannette suspected, was
unbelievable.  Jeannette remembered
secretly listening and watching the two of them last night and every indicator
pointed to the fact that, at 21, Rebecca had NO experience with boys.  At 19, Jeannette had already had 3 boys – 1
being in his mid 20’s – and considered that she had a pretty broad experience
with them.

 She
felt sorry for her poor inexperienced cousin. 
Not only because she had so little experience but based on what she saw
last night, she had yet to receive any satisfaction with Mike.  Seeing her fully dressed merely confirmed her
suspicions. 

 “Psst.  Psst. 
Wake up sleepy head,” she whispered. 
She brushed her long silky brown hair off of Rebecca’s cheek.  Her fingertips glided along her smooth skin
and across her sensitive ear.  A smile
came across Rebecca’s face and Jeannette thought it was giving off light.  Jeannette leaned forward and kissed her.  It was not a sisterly kiss.  It was directly on Rebecca’s full pink moist
lips.  It wasn’t a long kiss but it
wasn’t a peck either.  It was enough to
send a chill through Jeannette.  A
tingling shiver that ran right into that place between her legs.

 Jeannette
was a bit surprised herself at the energy in the kiss and not sure if Rebecca
felt it too, she decided to go for another. 
This time her lips lingered, softly caressing her cousins still lips
until they responded to her.  Lips to
sweet lips with an energy that was hot.  
Jeannette had experienced the pleasure of another woman’s charms.  She and her best fiend in high school used to
teach each other about sex.  They
experimented with all phases.  They
kissed a lot.  They touched and rubbed
and brought each other to orgasms.  They
suckled each other and gave each other oral pleasures.  They even tried a vibrator but Jeannette
enjoyed the soft warm personal touches to that of any mechanical device.  She knew she wasn’t gay and she went on to
have three boyfriends but she also knew that there was pleasure in sex with
another woman too. 

 She
had not intended to come on to Rebecca when she came into the room but after
these initial kisses, her desire to continue with her beautiful cousin was
unmistakable.  She cradled Rebecca’s head
with her hands and closing her eyes, kissed her again.  This was a deep long lingering kiss that
Rebecca seemed glad to return. 
Jeannette’s fingers dove deeply into Rebecca’s hair, pulling her mouth
and face closer.  Gripping her head,
kissing her, Jeannette could feel her passion stirring.  She could sense Rebecca’s passion stirring as
well and she moved her body into a closer position, so that her breasts were
pressed against her and their legs were intertwined.  Her lips moved off of Rebecca’s and they
touched her cheek, then her neck and up to her ear.  Quickly kissing with soft lips around her
face, occasionally lingering here or there to spread some warmth.

 Rebecca’s
breathing became noticeably louder, and Jeannette caressed her shoulders,
rubbed her back, quickly unsnapping her bra, hugging the curvaceous form of her
cousin.  Jeannette pressed their bodies
together, moving her legs inside Rebecca’s. 
Pushing her thigh into Rebecca’s crotch and feeling her warmth.  Encouraged by this Jeannette began to
unbutton Rebecca’s blouse, switching her eyes from Rebecca’s face to a rather
demure glance at her own hands and down into Rebecca’s wonderful cleavage.  Rebecca looked a little stunned as though she
had no idea where this was going but Jeannette could tell that this little virgin
was enjoying it too much to stop. 

 Her
blouse unbuttoned, Jeannette pulled the material out of her pants and opened
both side panels fully exposing her pale soft smooth skin.  Her hands felt Rebecca’s warm flesh and found
their way to her bra covered breasts. 
With the bra already unhooked, it was relatively easy for Jeannette to
pop it off of Rebecca’s firm and full breasts. 
Her hand caressed the breast first by feeling its fullness, its
roundness, squeezing it gently.  Then her
fingers skimmed over her nipple and circled her sensitive areola.  Rebecca moaned and her body stirred with
Jeannette’s manipulations.  As Jeannette
continued, she again kissed Rebecca’s now moaning mouth. 

 Jeannette
was finding her cousin the most exciting woman she had ever been with – not
that there had been that many.  Her
moaning and the steady shifting of her body ignited her desires.  Rebecca’s breasts were so exciting to
hold.  They had a firmness and fullness
and softness that her own seemed to lack. 
Jeannette just loved the way that Rebecca’s nipple stiffened under her
touch and she could feel all the bumps around her elongated nipple tighten and
bloom.  She loved her lips and the way
she shyly but unmistakably was returning her kisses.  So soft, so gentle, so feminine. 

 Rebecca
was unwillingly moving her body.  Her
legs were running back and forth between Jeannette’s and her torso was slowly
moving from side to side.  This movement
woke Mike, who unaware of what was going on behind him, stretched and loudly
yawned.  His hands clasped together and
stretched over his head pulling his back and legs into a straight
position.  Jeannette’s kissing and
touching continued persistently.  When he
turned on his back and saw the two girls entangled, it was like being hit with
a cold pan of water.  His senses immediately
came to alert.  A little shocked, he
froze.

 “The
bathroom is over there, Mike,” said Jeannette. 
“Why don’t you use it and then return and join us.  Or at least watch us.”  And she returned to kissing and caressing
Rebecca.  Mike was frozen for a few
minutes.  He could feel his cock growing
but it was terribly uncomfortable in the tightness of his pants.  How did Jeannette know that about him, he
thought?  Soon he got up and went into
the bathroom, taking more time than he wanted but he had to calm down a little
before he could pee and that took him a while.

 When
he returned, Jeannette had removed Rebecca’s shirt and bra entirely.  She had worked her way down her body and was
kissing her stomach while unzipping the fly of her pants.  Mike also noticed that in the movement of
sliding down Rebecca’s body, Jeannette’s nightie had crawled up her torso
exposing her rounded ass.  Happy New
Year! thought Mike and a huge smile crossed his face.  He had no idea what was going to happen but
was thanking his lucky stars for this very moment.   Seeing Rebecca’s breasts and Jeannette’s ass
was pretty good alone but they were also going at it and he was certainly
enjoying that scene. 

 “You’re
just going to have to take your own clothes off, Mike.  That is, if you want to,” Jeannette said a
bit sarcastically.  By now she was
pulling Rebecca’s pants down over her hips along with her white cotton
panties.  Her mouth tasted each newly
exposed piece of Rebecca’s flesh. 
Rebecca reached over and took a pillow and put it over her face.  Like an ostrich it gave her a sense of not
being seen or not being present as her clothes were being removed leaving her
naked on the bed.  Mike’s reaction time
was clearly being affected by his inability to take his eyes off of the
wonderful unveiling in front of him, but he clumsily tore off his clothes.

 Jeannette
worked her mouth in between Rebecca’s legs and was slowly licking her swollen
lips.  She started very gently and very
slowly, forcing Rebecca to move her hips as a demand for more contact.  Jeannette obliged and worked her tongue in
between her lips into the fold of her slit, 
Up and down her wet soft tongue moved coming just below her enlarged
clitoral limb and just around the outside of her vaginal opening.  Her tongue rimmed her opening but did not
penetrate.  Rebecca could feel her tongue
stretching the muscle at the edge. 
Rebecca could also feel hands on her breasts, followed by a warm breath
and a wet kiss right on her nipple as Mike joined in. 

 Mike
kept his eyes open watching the way that Jeannette teased and played her tongue
around a large part of Rebecca’s genitals. 
He sucked on the perfect hard nipple before him while he watched.  Jeannette worked her tongue around Rebecca’s
clitoris, slowly, gently.  Rebecca’s
pussy was not shaved as many of the women her age did these days.  Her fine hair was a bit coarser down there
but still rather silky.  Mike was amazed
at how well he could see her slit and clitoris and pussy.  Perhaps it was because Jeannette had
moisturized it with her tongue.  Perhaps
because her lips were swollen with excitement and it parted like the Red Sea.  But Mike was enjoying his
view.  He realized that all of his
experience to date had occurred at night, in darkness, or at best with the
light from a candle.  Here in the bright
glow of daylight, mysteries were being revealed to him.

 Jeannette
continued her persistent lapping around Rebecca’s clitoris while she inserted
two fingers just inside her virginal opening. 
Slowly she pushed her fingers inside looking to see if her cherry was
still intact.  Meanwhile Rebecca was
beginning to cum.  She had mistaken
sessions of wet moisture generating excitement with actual orgasms.  It was not until this very moment that she
realized she had never experienced the real power of an orgasm.  She moaned very loudly as everyone began to
give it to her.  Mike’s slurped on her
nipple pulling on the hard nub and letting it go repeatedly.  Jeannette licked and lapped at her clit,
around it, over it, under it, moving as quickly as her tongue could.  Her fingers penetrating deeper and rubbing
inside where her G spot might be. 
Jeannette found no cherry to block her way and reached deeper.  Rebecca gasped and cried out and sobbed as
the multiple assaults on her sensitive parts overwhelmed her.

 “Stop
it!  Stop it!” she screamed and Mike
thought she might actually be upset.  She
put her hands on Jeannette’s head and pushed. 
Jeannette removed her mouth but for just a second until Rebecca stopped
pushing and dove back in for another smooch to the area of her clit.  Rebecca wriggled away and the pillow came off
of her face.  “I need a moment,” she
said. 

 “That’s
the attitude cuz” kidded Jeannette because in a minute you are going to have to
let Mike fuck that pretty pussy of yours. 
Can you wait one minute, Mike?” 

 “I
don’t know,” he said.  “Just look at
me!”  He thrust his hips forward proudly displaying
his rigid member.  It did look stretched
to its limit but the smile on Mike’s face told the women he would wait.

Part 3 can be found HERE.

 Her
name was Rebecca and the most astounding thing about her being a virgin was
that she was 21 years old and gorgeous. 
She had lived a sheltered life, protected by her parents, growing up on
a rural Utah ranch.  An
all girls’ high school was followed by an all girls’ college.  She was a now a junior and not only a virgin
but she had never had a steady boyfriend and almost never dated.

 It
was New Year’s Eve when she met him.  A
New Year’s Eve when she was allowed to visit her aunt in the East.  It was her mother’s sister and she had a
cousin, Jeannette who was only 8 months younger than she.  They spent a week or two together every year,
often at the insistence of Rebecca’s aunt who secretly was quite concerned
about the protective ways of her sister and her brother in law.   As the
girls got older it became more difficult and it has had been a few years since
Rebecca visited.   She arrived the day after Christmas and she
would be staying until just after New Years day.

 The
entire Benson family was astounded at how far behind it seemed that Rebecca was
from the social skills of her age.  It
didn’t appear as though she had had any boyfriends or had participated much in
parties.  Although she was 21, she didn’t
drink at all.  Everyone was a bit astounded
at her lack of partying ways since she was in her third year of college.  Not that Jeannette was a party freak but it
just seemed that college and parties came hand in hand.

 After
a few days of reacquainting each other, some shopping trips and a trip to the
movies the girls were getting along fine, but Jeannette was looking forward to
her New Year’s Eve party.  Her parents
were spending the night in town and so Jeannette had the house to herself.  Her parents trusted her and she was planning
on a relatively small affair.  She had
invited about 20 people in total a combination of local college friends, and
some old friends from high school.  There
would be about 4 or 5 people she didn’t know. 
Friends of friends, that sort of thing.

 The
snow began about 2:00 and wasn’t
predicted to accumulate into much but by 8:00 a few inches had built up and the storm showed no sign of giving
up.  Most people arrived later than
planned and complained about the driving conditions but almost everyone showed
up.  There was plenty of beer and wine,
Jeannette’s stuffed mushrooms, her best friend’s nachos, a cheese roll and the
usual chips and dip, the party was well fueled. 
Some cool music and it didn’t take long before people were mixing it up
and enjoying themselves.

 That
was when Rebecca first met Mike.  Mike
only 19 and didn’t seem to know anyone at the party.  She noticed that he was drinking white wine
like her and she approached him.  They
talked in the far corner of the dining room away from the direct sound of the
music.  She immediately liked Mike.  He seemed comfortable with her but wasn’t
trying to play the typical “pick up” games. 
He seemed a bit shy but she realized that he had a lot more experience
at this kind of interaction than she did. 
He didn’t seem to know that at first but as they talked he got a better
picture of who Rebecca really was.  When
he looked at her, he couldn’t believe that she would be interested in him, in
part, because he was so much younger than her and in part because she was just so
good looking.  He couldn’t believe she
didn’t have a boyfriend already.  He
couldn’t believe that she didn’t seem to have ever had a serious boyfriend.

 The
party was interrupted by a spur of the moment decision to go outside and play
in the snow.  The entire party exited the
house and for a half hour making snowmen, snowball fights, a little wrestling,
etc. provided Mike and Rebecca with their first physical contact.  They wrestled with all of their heavy
clothing on.  As they rolled in the snow
she could feel his strength.  He was
lifting her body, guiding it like a tango and it turned her on.  When they went back inside it wasn’t long
before they found a quiet room with a couch and enjoyed each others lips and
hugs.  Soon they were laid out on the
couch, legs entwined, kissing, whispering, rubbing each other. 

 Mike
periodically gave her torso a big hug squishing her breasts between them.  She had never really felt this from a man
before.  Feeling his strength was
exciting.  Feeling his leg between hers,
his thigh pressed against her where her legs met was increasing her desire for
him.  His lips gently tracing over her
cheeks, her neck, and tasting her mouth, sent chills through her.  His hands were roaming over her body and when
he reached up under her shirt touching the smooth skin of her back, she just
melted in his arms.  Do all of this to
me, she thought.  Do anything you want
with me, it all feels just so good.

 Poor
Mike didn’t have a clue about this.  He
was just happy to be able to touch her and kiss her.  He knew he would wind up with a serious case
of blue balls tonight but this was the most any 19 year old could hope
for.  He was thanking god for his good
luck.  Meeting this beautiful woman when
he had no such expectations.  She was
really an exceptionally good looking young woman.  Her breasts were large and firm, her waist
was so slender and her hips and ass just a dream.  He skin was smooth as silk and her hair was
softer than anything he had ever felt. 
He loved to put his face into her hair and feel it tickle him. 

 Making
love to a woman at his age was a slow progression of moves.  First, he would kiss her, then surround her
with his arms.  It was 20 minutes before
he got the two of them in a lying position on the couch which was much more
comfortable and enabled the touching of their entire body lengths.  His kissing gradually became more aggressive
using more tongue although he noticed how sensitive she was when he kissed near
her ear.  He introduced more of this
until at one point she begged him to give her ear a rest making it clear she
liked it but that it was too much.  He
loved feeling her legs slide through his and had moved up slightly to better
press against the area of her pussy with this thigh.  He wondered if she could feel the pressing of
his hard member against her waist.

 It
was approaching midnight and the
crowd was gathering for the celebratory moment. 
Mike and Rebecca got up off the couch causing Mike some mild
discomfort.  They poured themselves a
fresh glass of wine.  In synchronization
with the TV, the party counted down to midnight, raised a toast and began kissing. 
Mike kissed Rebecca deeply confidently. 
When he was done he realized that there was a group kiss-a-thon going on
and the two of them joined in.  Mike kissed
at least four women that he didn’t know and hadn’t met including
Jeannette.  He noticed Rebecca getting
more that a little attention as the men lined up to kiss her and when they got
their chance they kissed her seriously. 
No pecks on the cheeks her.  He
found himself getting a little jealous at the way she seemed to be accepting
the attention with no cares.

 But
soon the kissing was over and Mike put his arm around Rebecca just in case
anyone had and ideas.  It surprised Mike
to find that many people apparently were leaving.  There was a lot of discussion about how the
snow wasn’t quitting and how the driving would be a bit treacherous.  Before he realized it just about everyone was
headed for the door.  He didn’t want to
leave and since he had his own apartment in the city, no one was expecting
him.  He did some quick checking with
Rebecca and her with Jeannette before he settled in.  This time, they wound up on the couch in the
living room.  It was a bit bigger than
the last one they were on.

 Soon
they were lying down in the dim light and kissing and hugging again.  The voices of the few remaining guests
muffled by some movie on TV which had replaced the music which previously
filled the room.  As Mike and Rebecca
proceeded to heat up each others genitals again, they would occasionally hear a
door close as the remaining guests left randomly.  Finally, only Jeannette remained beside the
two of them.  She made no effort to ask
Mike to leave or to appear in any hurry. 
In fact, she seemed engrossed in the movie on TV as she sat on the
opposite side of the room.  The TV
appeared to be the only remaining light on in the house and its flickering
light provided cover for Mike’s more aggressive moves.

 In
the hour after midnight, he had
succeeded somehow to unsnap Rebecca’s bra. 
At first he just used this advantage to make smooth long strokes along
her back, then on her side and finally he moved to her front.  Touching the smooth skin of her stomach, Mike
could feel her quivering beneath his gentle touch.  He moved slowly toward her breasts and when
he gently cupped his hand under the bottom of her breast, he focused intently
on her reaction to see if she wanted him to stop.  Nothing – just an acceptance.  It was like she kissed those other men at midnight, not encouraging them but not stopping anyone
either.

 Mike
continued his hand from the bottom pushing her bra up and off as he gently and
slowly traced his fingers over her already hardened nipples.  For Mike, touching such lovely breasts was
enough to strain his cock to its full length inside his pants.  He felt her uncovered breast like a baby
discovering its foot.  He held it as if
he were weighing it.  He circled her
nipple.  He squeezed her whole breast and
he squeezed her nipple.  He pushed it
this way and that way.  All the while he
noticed that Rebecca was breathing hard and loud.  So loud that Jeannette could probably hear
her. 

 Rebecca’s
hands had finally found their way inside of Mike’s shirt and he has thrilled
about it.  She methodically undid the
buttons of his shirt and open up his chest exposing it to the air.  Lying facing her, he didn’t think Jeannette
could see it until Rebecca pushed one side of his shirt over his back.  That she could probably see.  Touching flesh was so exciting to these two
young lovers that their legs rubbed against and through one another
uncontrollably.  If Jeannette was still
awake she must be seeing what is going on, Mike thought. 

 Rebecca
broke the period of silence: “You must have a lot of experience with women because
your hands feel so good and you are such a good kisser.”  Mike realized his hand was caressing her
breast and took this as a signal to keep going on.  He was thinking about his next progressive
step, when her question surprised and excited him. 

 “Can
I touch your thing?” she asked shyly.  It
was a quiet part of the movie and Jeannette could probably here but it didn’t
stop him from vocalizing his agreement. 
Rebecca moved her hand down to his pants and touched his member through
his jeans.  She started at one end and
touched it gently, probing for its size, its width, its length.  Her hands moved all the way down to his balls
and then all along its length to the top.

 “Do
you mind when I touch you?” her virginal lips uttered.  Inside Mike was screaming his joy. 

 “That’s
OK,” he replied lamely. 

 “Does
it feel too confined inside your pants? 
Does it hurt?” she asked innocently. 

 “It’s
definitely tight in there.”   He was a
bit embarrassed to know that Jeannette was listening to this. 

 “Would
you like me to undo your belt a little? 
Give it a little more room?” 

 “Okay,”
he quickly replied.  She reached for his
belt and he had to turn a little to give her access.  He turned and arched a bit as Rebecca undid
his belt.  Then opened the button at the
top.  Then she pulled his zipper
down.  Mike was excited by this and most
certainly wasn’t going to object even though in this position on his back,
Jeannette could probably see everything that was being done to his pants.

 Rebecca
kissed him and he hugged her tight.  He
could feel the freedom his member now had and while it was not touching any
part of her, it was twitching to be felt. 
Their kisses traveled around and Rebecca seemed to be the aggressor for
the moment.  She lay on her side while
Mike was on his back.  She put one leg on
his and placed her hand on his member. 
There was just the soft cotton of his boxers between her hand and his
excited stiff rod.  He loved the feeling
of her hand on him although it was quite obvious that she was pretty inexperienced
at this.  It was the first time she had
ever had a man’s cock in her hand and she only had a rough idea of what she was
supposed to do with it.  For now she was
just enjoying the feel of it and she squeezed it and tried to bend it and
tickled the very tip of it.  So there
were random touches between unaware grazings of his most sensitive areas. 

 “Do
you mind my touching it?” she asked again. 

 “I
love it.” 

 “Will
you teach me how to make you feel good? 
Will you show me how to be as good a lover as you are with me?”  No girl had ever called Mike a good lover
before and he liked that.  The idea of
showing her what to do was perhaps the most exciting thing any woman had said
to him.  He tried to turn his head to see
Jeanette and Rebecca whispered to him, “It’s too dark for her to see
anything.  Anyway, I don’t think she’ll
mind.” 

 “Okay
he said but put your ear next to my mouth so I can whisper to you.”  Rebecca laid her head on Mike’s chest.  His shirt was open and her hair softly fell
on his shoulders and chest.  Her hand
still touched his member.  Jeannette was
in fact intently watching the two of them. 
She had a blanket across her lap and she had her own pants undone.  Her hand was strategically positioned to
enable her to get the most enjoyment from the show. 

 “Take
my cock out and let’s explore it a bit,” Mike whispered in her ear.  She loved the way that forbidden word sounded
in her ear.  She struggled to get it out.  It wasn’t very flexible but finally it
emerged through the fly in his shorts. 
It stood straight and proud pointing in the general direction of his
face.  Her eyes were wide as she noticed
all the bumps and ripples along its length and she was surprised at the size
and cut of his bulbous circumcised top.  
She secretly did an unscientific measurement of its length by touching
his base with her pinky finger and seeing how far up her thumb went – to a
patch of rough skin about an inch and a half from the top.  Later she would use this estimate to guess
his length at about 7.5 inches.

 “The
most sensitive spot is where your thumb is resting now.”  Rebecca moved all of her finger tips to touch
the rough spot. 

 “Here?” 

 “Yes,”
Mike replied.  “From the top of the ridge
to where the flesh is bunched up.”  She
touched the very top of his cock. 

 “Here?”

 “Lower.  Not right up at the top.”  She moved down and instinctively surrounded
the sensitive area.  She’s got the spot,
Mike thought, as he arched his back in response.  She moved her hand up and down the entire
shaft. 

 “Is
this what you like?” 

 “Oh
yes, that’s nice but when you move down the shaft pull the outside skin with
her hand.  Pull it tight.  Ohh yes. 
Like that.  And you can even pull
it down as hard as you can and then leave it stretching.  Yes, yes. 
Oh baby.”  His voice he knew could
easily be heard by Jeannette and he was sure she could see his cock but she
hadn’t objected to any of this and Mike sure didn’t want to stop.

 Rebecca
released his skin and gently returned to his tip and pulled it hard again in a
long strong stroke.  Mike groaned his
approval. 

 “I
thought you were supposed to rub it fast?” Rebecca asked in a somewhat confused
voice. 

 “Yes
if you want to make me cum you can do that.” 

 “Well
I do want to make you cum, so show me how.” 

 “Then
rub the entire shaft up and down.”  She
obeyed.  “A little gentler.”  She loosened her tight grip.  Her hand was a bit sweaty and the rubbing was
a little irritating, so he had her stop and explained this to her.  He first suggested that she press his sensitive
area against his own belly and use a circular motion and she followed his
instructions precisely bringing him to a nearly unconscious state of
ecstasy. 

 He
reached into his pocket and pulled out a clean unused handkerchief.  He handed it to her and told her to use this
sheer piece of cotton between her hand and his shaft and to pump it like she
did before. 

 “Oh
I will definitely cum now.  Yes.  Faster. 
Yes. Faster.”  His explosion
scared and surprised her.  Her face was
hovering over his chest and the first spurt grazed her cheek even though she
backed away when she saw it coming.  She
watched in awe as a few more followed with a similar power.  In her amazement, her hand became still and
Mike in order to keep his orgasm going at full pace arched and thrust his hips
violently into her hand. 

 Rebecca
couldn’t hide her wonder at seeing and feeling her first male ejaculation.  She was a bit in shock although not an
unpleasant shock. The word ejaculation would never mean the same to her.  Mike pulled her head down and kissed her.

 “Well,
I’m going to go to bed!” Jeannette suddenly announced.  “You two are on your own.  I don’t think you have a chance in this snow of
getting home tonight Mike so you are welcome to stay.”  Mike turned a few shades of red as he thanked
her.

Part 2 can be found HERE.

 

 

Chapter 1 is found here

 

We plotted all week together.  Plotting to seduce this virgin man who cut my lawn.  This 18 year old Adonis who was unaware of his sexual powers and so shy that Sophia just wanted to cuddle him in a blanket of estrogen smelling flesh.  Cuddle him and coddle him and take his virginal member into her holes.

 

Together we plotted.  With me whispering in her ear while I pricked her naked body with my spear.  Telling her what she could do to him when I was hiding in the other room.   We tried out different scenarios.  What if it was overcast or cold?  We had promised a cooling sponge bath but we could substitute a steamy bath.  What if he had to meet a friend or his mother?  We could have him come back later to get paid.  In fact, we plotted all of the possible scenarios in detail.  Details which inevitably brought Sophia to an orgasm.  She loved thought of seducing this boy while I watched from behind some magic curtain.  She loved the anticipation of this Saturday.

 

So part of our plotting for this Saturday was for me to appear to be gone so she could work on his shyness without his fear of me showing up unexpectedly.  The story he would be told was that I was away on a business trip and wasn’t able to get home on a flight until 8:00 that evening.  So I was out and 1,000 miles away.  In reality I bought three small wireless cameras, put them in a network and set up my computer in the guest room.  I could switch between each of the cameras: one in the living room, one in the bathroom and one in the bedroom.  I would not be able to hear unless they were in the master bedroom which directly below the guestroom and shared some venting system that allowed sound to travel between the two rooms.

 

The weather on Saturday turned out to be very hot and humid.  In fact, it was perhaps the hottest day of the year.  Sophia had the AC on in the house but had set it so that the bedroom would be considerably cooler than the rest of the house.  She was wearing a t-shirt (no bra) and shorts with a thong underneath.  When Brian arrived she met him at the front door and after commenting on the heat, explained to him that she was going to take a cool bath and that if he needed anything he should just come in the house and help himself.  She also commented on my absence (and we had even driven my car away to a near by shopping lot to complete the story).  I could see on my monitor that Sophia’s nipples were quite hard and visible through her tight fitting t-shirt.

 

A few more pleasantries were exchanged and as Brian started to turn away, Sophia said to him, “In this heat, you will sure earn your sponge bath today.”  She could see the back of his neck redden and his eyes gave her a furtive guilty look over his shoulders as he went into the yard.  God, she thought, two hours before he is done.  Can I wait that long?

 

Well she did want to take that bath and she started running the water in the tub.  She stripped off her clothes and walked through the house naked making sure to pass by the windows.  I couldn’t follow all of her movements in my monitors but I could see Brian out the window, and while he was mowing he was looking toward the house.  I wondered if this could be dangerous.  Thanks god the lawn was pretty flat. 

 

He started near the house and was working his way away from it.  After he got a certain distance, Sophia got in the bath and enjoyed the buoyant and warm waters of her tub.  The tub was a modern fixture, slightly longer than most, with enough room for two seated facing each other if they didn’t mind being a little cozy.  I watched Sophia in the tub as she dowsed a sponge across her nipples, squeezing the water across her chest.  Her legs swayed side to side creating a current that forced the water between her legs.  She played apparently oblivious to my camera.  She was teasing herself and working up her sexual energy.  I don’t think she had an orgasm even when she rapidly cupped her hand in a motion that moved the water even faster against her clit. 

 

Brian, meanwhile, was finishing the lawn in record time.  Sophia had finished her bath and was drying herself (with the door open to the bathroom, I might add) when Brian came through for a drink.  The bathroom door opened into the hall and wasn’t directly visible from the path to the kitchen but Sophia stepped out into the hall when she heard Brian come in.  Holding the towel loosely in front of her, she asked, “Are you all done?” 

“No,” he responded with a lump in his throat as he looked over at her naked body.  While the towel hid the most sacred spots, he could see the flesh all down both sides of her body attesting to her nakedness and the idea that the towel might slip made it difficult for Brian to get out the rest of his sentence, “I just needed something to drink.  Is it OK?”

“Absolutely.  A hot one isn’t it?  You look like you have worked up quite a sweat there, young man.”  She liked the effect that calling him a young man had. 

 

Soon Brian was back finishing the lawn.  Sophia had put on her t-shirt and her thong but did not bother with her shorts.  She quickly rinsed the tub and reloaded it with slightly cooler water this time.  She had just finished filling the tub when Brain returned.  He stood at the doorway and announced that he was done.  She stood before him in her t-shirt and her thong.  The t-shirt came down about halfway down her rounded ass.  Brian stood seeming to try to catch his breath.  “Is it silly for a woman off my age to wear a thong?  I really need a young man’s opinion.”  Sophia raised the t-shirt so that Brian could see the entire front of her thong.  Then she turned and did a pirouette.  I watched Brian’s face almost fall to the floor and had to laugh at his reaction.  Sophia was a beautiful woman and her ass was nearly perfect but I thought Brian was going to scream as his face scrunched up and stared at her behind. 

 

“What do you think?” she asked again.  “It looks OK,” he replied.  “Just OK?”  “Better than OK,” he said.  “Do you think it is sexy on me?”  “Yes,” he gulped out. 

 

“So do you want something to drink?” she said as she walked away into the kitchen.  “Some more water.”  He stayed where he was and used his hand to wrench the fabric around his member and resettle its position.  When he was done I could see it even at this distance over the monitor.  It was big and stiff and sticking up in his pants at a position equal to about two o’clock.  It didn’t look like it would fit in his pants at a twelve o’clock position since at two it ran all the way up to his belt. 

 

She returned with his water and told him that he must have lost a lot of water in the heat today and that she said the best thing for him would be to soak in a tub of cooling water.  She explained that she had just run a fresh tub for him and that he could take off his clothes in the bathroom.  He hesitated and seemed a little disappointed that he wasn’t going to get his personal sponge bath.   “No I should really be getting home, but thanks anyway.”  Sophia was not going to let him escape.  She grabbed him by the waist and led him toward the bathroom.  “I will not take no for an answer!”  and she bullied him into the bathroom.  “Now get in there,” she said, “and don’t make me beat you.”  They both laughed sharing glances.

 

She left and he closed the door, took off his clothes, folded them neatly on the shelf in bathroom and lowered himself into the tub.  The temperature was just right – warmer than room temperature but not hot.  He still had a hard on and it stood straight up poking its head out of the water.  He was beginning to relax and he started to lie back in the tub when suddenly the door opened and in walked Sophia.  He sat up startled and cupped his hands over his cock in an attempt to hide it.  “I promised you a bath and a bath I will give you” she announced.  “But you can’t keep your hands like that if I am going to wash you.  Do you want me to cover you up?  I can do it if you want, but it makes no difference to me.  It looks like you should be proud of what you have.  Let me see it,” she said and she moved his hands away with hers, actually grabbed his cock in one of her hands and moved it from side to side, carefully inspecting it.

 

“Yes, Brian, you can be very proud of this tool.  I’ll bet all of the girls have told you that already.  Haven’t they?”  She looked into his eyes and could see his doubt and fear.  “Let me tell you, Brian, I have seen a lot of cocks in my day, and this one (she moved it to one side to emphasize her words) is one gorgeous specimen of masculinity.  Wait until the word gets around your college campus, the girls will come running to see it.”  She paused, still holding his cock in her hand.  “You’re not still a virgin, are you?”  She said it in a soft and sympathetic tone.  “No, no,” he said.  But she told him she could tell that he was lying.

 

As she said this to him, her hand wrapped itself around his cock and began sliding up and down in the water along its length.  “Do you like this Brian?  Do you want me to stop it?”  A murmur but not an objection.   Slowly she moved her hand up and down.  “Do you want me to make you cum, Brian?”  No response.  She grabbed a bar of soap that had been soaking in water since this morning.  It was the soap with the cold cream in it.  She lathered both of her hands and returned to stoking his cock.  The soap now made her hands slide more easily.  She stroked him with one hand and with the other moved it under his balls cupping them, softly spreading the soap over them and below his balls in that little area between his balls and his asshole.  She used both hands around his cock and started to stroke him faster.  He was loosing control now arching his back and humping into her hands.  She sued one hand to pull the skin down tight around his cock.  I could tell because while the water was beginning to get sudsy, the top of his circumcised cock was protruding and the tightness could be seen in the skin attached to it.  While this hand remained still pulling his skin, her other hand began rubbing faster and faster around the sensitive spot just below his head.  He tried to keep up but could not thrust as fast as she could use her hands.

 

The whole time this was going on, she was talking to him in a low sexy voice.  “Oh you like that, don’t you?  How is that?  Is this good?  What a big cock you have Brian?  I can just imagine how wonderful this would feel in my pussy.  Or maybe in my mouth.”  Just as she lowered her head to get near his cock, the first spurt jumped, flying at light speed and caught Sophia just above her eye.  She continued to lean forward, unfazed and opened her mouth to catch the second spurt.  He hands continued to work rapidly as he shot five of six times in rapid succession.  Then she slowed her strokes but kept him enwrapped.  Slowly she helped him spurt off two or three more shots.  She took some of these in her mouth and she enjoyed the fresh taste of this young boy.  Other spurts surrounded her face, closed one eye and hung off of her face as only cum can.

 

She reached over and wiped her face off with a towel.  Brian looked uncomfortable not quite sure what to do.  She looked at him very pleased while the towel cleaned her face.  He finally stuttered, “I’m so sorry Mrs. Williams.”  “I think you can call me Sophia, now.  Don’t be sorry.  I expected that and I’m too good not to get what I expect.  Now you relax while I wash you.”  She found a sponge and began to wash him in the tub like nothing happened.  He laid back and enjoyed her gently stroking.  She patiently washed him, then dried him while he stood.  She told him to just relax and she would do all the work.  As she dried between his legs, he began to respond to her touch with blood again flowing into his member.  He seemed less self conscious about it now.

 

She took him by the hand and led him into the bedroom instructing him to lie on the bed.  She told him that he was still a virgin but that he probably didn’t want to go off to college that way.  If he wanted she would teach him a few things.  Show him a few things and break his cherry in the process.  Brian was just being quiet and she took that to mean “go ahead”.  I could hear what was being said through the ventilation system and I could see him laid out in the bed on my computer.  I watched s Sophia took off her t-shirt.  She got on the bed and straddled him.  “Touch my breasts, Brian.  Excite me with your touch.”

 

He reached up and took both of her nipples between his thumbs and fingers and squeezed them both hard.  “Ouch.  Brian, that is a bit too hard.  Just use your fingers and circle the nipples.  Yes that’s better.  Yes, I like that much better than squeezing them hard.  Try holding my beasts in your hand like you were holding a football without touching the nipples.  Now squeeze gently.  Yes.  See how my nipples are all hard now.”

 

“Now I want you to lick them.  Just use your tongue for now. That feels very nice Brian.  It’s making my pussy wet.  It’s like there is a direct line to my pussy pump which pumps out juice for your cock to slide into.” 

 

“Now it’s my turn to lie down, Brian and I want you to sit up and take off my panties. Do you like these panties any better now?  Do you think they’re sexy?”  She wriggled out of her thong as he pulled them off of her hips.  I could see that she was enjoying showing herself to this young boy and her body spread itself open in front of him.  “Now I want you to take a close look at my pussy, Brian.  Have you ever seen a pussy before?”  He nodded, then gulped as he moved down the bed so his face was closer to her pussy.  She took both of her hands and pulled her shaven lips apart exposing her swollen clit and the pink of her innermost lips. 

 

“See how there’s two sets of lips around my pussy.  See how thick this part is right now.  It isn’t always that thick.  You’ve caused that to happen by getting me excited.  Put your finger in there and find my pussy hole.”  He inserted his finger and would up a bit too high.  “Just a little lower. Yes,” she started a bit as he found and penetrated her hole.  “That’s right, Brian.   Now can you feel the bumps just at the opening – around the entrance?  That’s right.  Yes.  Move in a slow circle like that. Oh that drives me crazy.”  She just moaned while he continued to press one finger in a circle around her entrance. 

 

While I couldn’t see I imagined her vagina loosening as it does when I do that.  I noticed that I wasn’t feeling jealous at all but that I was enjoying seeing her excited and manipulating this poor young boy.  I had taken my cock out of my pants and I was playing with it and while I watched the computer I leaned toward the vent so I could her each of her words.  Her voice was firm, not loud but directive like a patient teacher should be.  She was still holding her lips open with her own hands.

 

“That’s wonderful, Brian.  What a good lover you will make.  Do you know where my clit is?”  He hesitated.  “Right here,” she said as she used one hand to just barely touch the tip.  “Now this part of a woman is very, very sensitive and requires special care.  Do you want me to show you how to please a woman by exciting her clitoris?”  He nodded, still shy although the two of them were completely nude.  “First put your hands where mine are and hold open the lips like I have can you do that.  Pull my lips a little farther apart.  Yes.  Now lower your face to my clit and get your tongue nice and wet for me.  The clit needs lots of moisture.  Lick some moisture on it slowly.  Wow.  That is perfect Brian.  Do another like that – real slow.”

  

“OK, that was just a little hard.  Each woman is different so sometimes you have to try different things.  I really like it when someone licks just one side of my clit, almost beside it.  That’s close, Brian, but a little more to the side.  OH YES.  That’s it.  Now I love it when you start slow and increase the speed just a little bit each time.  YES.  YES.”  She was wiggling her hips making it hard for Brian but he was doing his best to stay with her.  She was screaming now and I had no trouble telling that she was having an orgasm. In fact, I was pumping along with her and about to explode myself.

 

Brian was trying to keep licking her and in the process became a bit rough – his inexperience showing – but it was too late for Sophia.  He could have been biting her or punching her and she still would have orgasmed.  It was massive too and one where she had to pull his head away to stop the sensations although he body gave her a couple of waves of rushes even after the catalyst was removed. 

 

As she began to gasp and return to reality, Brian spoke for almost the first time, “Did I hut you?”  Sophia was overcome by the gentleness of the young man in her bed she took him in her arms and squeezed him – a grateful warm hug.  “Brian, you were terrific.  That was just an outstanding orgasm.  The best I’ve ever had.”  She looked up to the camera, her face hidden on his shoulder and winked at me.  “When a woman gets really, really excited it just all gets too much to handle and you have to have it stop immediately.  But if you didn’t notice, (she chuckled) I had a huge orgasm.  You are such a terrific lover, Brian.”

 

“But there is still one thing,” Sophia said.

“What’s that?”

“Why, you are still technically a virgin!  And we can’t have you going off to college that way, can we?  Do you want to fuck me, Brian?”  She put a certain emphasis on saying “fuck me.”  It was in her low sexy voice.  It got to me and I’m sure Brian was ready too.  I could see his young cock standing straight up pointing toward his chin.  I had actually thought that maybe I would wait until Brian was gone so I could get sloppy seconds on my best gal but hearing her and watching her lie back and spread her legs open, I began to rub my own cock in earnest now.  I watched as Sophia helped lead his cock into her pussy.  She was whispering to him now and I could barely hear what she said.  Something about “using her.”

 

Well it didn’t take Brian long to cum.  He put his cock inside of her and once he started moving in and out he lost all perspective and control.  Even though it was his second orgasm of the day, he pumped away like a maniac for a minute or two before exploding inside of Sophia.  She kissed him on his face and neck and caressed his back with her hands.  As he came she grabbed his ass and pulled him tight.  Soon he lay motionless on top of her, still inside her.

 

I was so close.  So hot.  I leaned away from the vent and called my house on my cell phone.  I watched as Sophia answered the phone without even a slight movement from Brian.  “I am so hot.” I said.  “You loved getting your little virgin, didn’t you?  (Un Huh, she said) You loved teaching him. (Uh Huh) You broke that young man’s cherry and he will always remember you for it.  (I hope.)  OH,” I said trying to be so quiet.  I exploded just as I heard her say, “OK hon, I’ll see you later.  Remember life is a journey.  Have a nice trip.”  

Saturday visits to my house had become very special occasions for Sophie.  It was summer and my house was set back from the road with a large lawn spread out in front.  I had hired a teen age boy to mow the lawn.  And although I got more than I bargained for, so did he.  Brian was 18, just finishing his senior year at the local high school.  He was a very handsome kid with wavy blond hair.  He stood about 6’2” and weighed about 185 – not quite fully filled out yet.  He had broad shoulders and a thin but muscular body.  Put together with his striking facial features, he was born to be a lady killer.

 

But he was incredibly shy.  When he first showed up we both tried to engage him in conversation.  About going off to Boston College next year.  About what he was interested in.  Music.  It was all very difficult and he was obviously uncomfortable with it.  Of course, it may not have helped that Sophie was so attractive.  At 30 she was confident of her smoldering dark Greek looks and her ample feminine features.  She had long black wavy hair that added to the overall curves of her 38D breasts and her rounded hips.  She worked out to keep her muscles firm and her weight down successfully although she was a woman who looked like she was born to spread into a Rubenesque beauty.

 

It would take Brian about 2 hours to mow the lawn which was enough time for us to do some fooling around in the bedroom.  The master bedroom was located in the front of the house and the house had a front hallway that ran along the front wall of the house by another bedroom and bath into the living room.  I used to tease Sophie with thoughts of Brian and she responded gratefully.  I would whisper into her ear while we were making love about how we should seduce him and call him in to join us and have him fuck her.  Or rather have her fuck him.  Sophie liked to be teased and I liked to tease her.  She enjoyed the thoughts I planted in her mind about the shy young virginal boy.  Brian, I think, knew what we were up to in the bedroom from the first day while he was out mowing the lawn.  And soon it became a feature of every Saturday.

 

One day I suggested that she go to the kitchen (which is off the living room) and get us some drinks.  We were both naked and I told her not to put any clothes on while she tip toed past the windows in the hall.  She did. “Did he see you?”  “I don’t know she said I didn’t look out.”   She was dripping wet with excitement at the idea that he might have seen her.  We quickly began to find all sorts of excuses for her to travel the hall.  Going to the bathroom.  Taking a shower.  Trips to the kitchen.  I peeked out the bedroom window and Brian was frequently looking over toward the house.  Sophie was thrilled to hear the news but she didn’t want to lead him on so she insisted that she not look over at him and acknowledge that she knew he was watching.  And she resisted my suggestions that she stand near the window and masturbate in front of him, although she loved to think about it.  Instead I would make her masturbate standing up in front of me while I watched her and told her fantasies about Brian.

 

It was the best of all worlds for me because she was a great lover when she was properly excited and I had no fear or jealousy about Brian even if he did wind up screwing her (and I told Sophie this too).  The day that she took her shower I left the bedroom curtains open and when she returned to the bedroom I had her dry herself in front of the window.  She refused to turn toward the open window but turned sideways lifting her legs onto the bed.  It was a bright sunny day and the sunlight light up the room through the window.  As she finished I went over to her and embraced her looking out the window as I did.  Brian was barely moving the mower and he had his face pointed toward the window.  He was 100 yards or so from the house.  I told Sophie that I could see his cock straining in the front of his pants.

 

After another orgasm in the bed (she was frequently having 2 or 3 separate ones on Saturdays) I told her we would show her off right in front of Brian when he came in to get paid.  We practiced in the bedroom with her silk robe.  Sitting so that it would fall open when she crossed her legs.  She had nothing else on beside the robe and from the side there was, at times, a clear view of her large creamy breasts with her tightly wrinkled rose cherries pointing outward.  At other times when she leaned back the silk material encased every detail of her breasts and proudly displayed their shape, form, buoyancy, and state of excitation. 

 

When Brian did come in, Sophie had moved to the living room (where the front door opened into), I asked him if he would like a drink and invited him in.  He was all sweated up from the heat.  His white T-shirt clung closely to his muscular chest.   As Sophia told him to sit down, gesturing to a chair near hers, I noticed she was staring at his crotch. His cock was lying sideways and slightly up and easily noticeable in his tight jeans.  He had a man sized cock for sure.  I found the largest glass I could and took my time in bringing the juice to him.  When I returned, Sophie had uncrossed her legs and was sitting leaning forward so they were slightly apart.  She was trying to engage him in conversation.  I quickly left the room without explanation, knowing he would wait until I paid him before he left.

 

Sophie was animated and kept moving her legs eventually crossing them as she stretched her arm over the back of the couch and leaned back.  I was watching from behind the kitchen door through the slight crack of its slightly ajar hinged side.  When she leaned back I could see that her nipples were at full attention.  They were very large perky nipples which Brian seemed to be quietly absorbing.  His head was leaning forward as though his mussed and flowing blond trusses could hide his roving eyes.  “Mowing must be very hard work,” Sophie said.  “Have you been working all day?”  He explained that he had done a few houses before ours but that ours was the last.  “You’re all sweaty,” she said.  “I know what we can do for that.”  And without any explanation she got up out of the couch, spreading her legs as she did, probably giving him a quick view into her naked crevices and headed for the bathroom.  Poor Brian already had his eyes lowered since he was having a hard time looking into Sophie’s eyes as they talked.  I could see a visible gulp.

 

She returned quickly with a tepid washcloth and a bucket of warm water.  (This was strictly her idea.)  Sitting on the arm of his chair she said, “Here let’s take off that T-shirt.”  When he was slow to react she grabbed the bottom edges gave a slight pull and said. “Do you mind if I take it off for you?”  She slowly pulled if it out of his pants and up to his chest.  Telling him to raise his arms she removed it in one quick sweep.  She took the cloth and began with his face, putting one hand behind his head to cradle it, the other rubbing down across his features.  First one side of his face, then the other.  She slowly ran the cloth down and around his neck.  Her cradling arm moved around his shoulders and as she refreshed the cloth her breasts pressed against his arm.  She was practically cuddling him now as she ran the cloth over the front of his chest.  Her body was so close to him.  His cock pushing up straight trying to get out of his pants.  She liked the close-up she was getting of his cock and seeing it she was encouraged to continue. 

 

She washed his front slowly and took her time.  His eyes were half closed enjoying the cloth but he was probably more focused on the continual brushes of her breasts against his arm and torso and the stabbing of her nipples against him as she washed him.  She stood up and instructed him to move forward just a bit in his chair and then she sat down on the front his legs while she reached behind to wash his back.  Her legs were spread wide open as they faced the chair and I’m sure her pussy was exposed.  It looked like Brian was pretending to fall asleep or become so relaxed that his head began to fall forward.  Sophie told him to rest his forehead against her shoulder.  Brian may have been a bit overwhelmed by all that was going on but he was obeying her suggestions without hesitation.  Getting an eyeful of her open legs with his head there, I thought.

 

 “You like it, don’t you,” said Sophie in a very gentle voice.  Slowly stoking his back and broad shoulders and neck with the wet cloth, she could hear his breathing getting louder.   He barely muttered a reply to her question as if he were far away.  She told him to lean back into the chair and refreshed the cloth and started on his almost hairless chest.  She noticed his nipples were tight and hard as she followed the bands of his muscles across is chest with the cloth.  She looked down between them and saw her own open exposed legs and his very large slightly twisted cock straining in his pants and immediately she seemed to feel hot moisture flooding the entrance to her pussy.  It was almost as though seeing herself exposed was as exciting as seeing his cock.  The idea of opening her naked legs to this young virgin boy-man was driving her wild.  So close and yet he was so docile lying under her as she wiped his face, tilting it back while she did his neck.  He was becoming relaxed and responsive to the suggestions of her hands.  When she leaned him forward to get his back again his head naturally disappeared into her neck.  She thought now was the time to go for it.

 

“Do you want me to give you a complete sponge bath?” she asked and suddenly he became flustered.  He picked up his head, stammered and said no, he would have to be getting home.  She looked at his face and caught the blood rushing into it as he blushed.  She gave his chin a gentle wipe with the cloth and looked into his eyes.   “Well if it’s hot next week, we’ll do it!”  she said quietly, giving him no options to question.  OK, he said somewhat relieved that she didn’t push it right now.  He was alert now beginning to tense up again, aware of the situation, too aware.  She got off his lap and watched while he struggled to get up with his hard member resisting the repositioning.  She almost laughed.  Soon he would be gone but there was next Saturday to plot what we believed would be the downfall of this likely virgin.

Chapter 2 is found here

Dear Sex Dude,

My boyfriend wants to be spanked but I’m afraid I will hurt him and I’m not sure how this will turn him on.  He’s even asked my little sister to spank him.  To me spanking is for when people do something wrong and I’m just not sure I can spank him for no reason. What should I do? 

Spank or Not Spank.

Dear Spanker,

I think you should ask you sister to help and have her lie naked on the bed under his naked body while you spank him.  Ask him if he wants to f*** your sister and if he says yes then spank him hard until he gets soft.  Ask your sister to tell you if he is getting a hard on and if she says yes then spank him hard again. If you know the name he was called when he was 8 use it. A couple of hours of this will have him ready for anything you want him to. 

 

Dear Sex Dude,

I am a 20 year old virgin off at college.  This year I have decided to end my virginity.  Should I give my virginity to Matt who is very sweet and likes me but who has very little sexual experience too?  Or should I go after Larry who once tried to force himself on me at a party after I had a few drinks.  The thing is that Larry put his hands down my pants at the party and he really knows what he is doing.  I don’t like the guy but he has great fingers.  Who should I let have my virginity?

Cherry Pop

Dear Cherry,

Given a choice is between good sex and bad sex, I would recommend both.  But I might try Matt first since he comes with less baggage.  Just be prepared.  Be prepared for him to have a premature ejaculation, so don’t start too late at night.  After his first ejaculation you need to give him about 10 minutes and then start him up again.  Kiss him where it hurts and it will make it better (and bigger). You might have to soothe his fragile ego a bit but just tell him how big he is.  You then tell him what he should do to you.  Be prepared to be explicit with him.  If all of that just seems like too much work then go with Larry but expect that he is likely to tell everyone on campus since he has no loyalty or relationship with you.

 

Dear Sex Dude,

Valentine’s Day is coming up and I want to do something special for my husband.  We have been married for 5 years and sex has become rather routine.  Any suggestions? Looking for New Ideas.

Dear Looking,

Maybe you should contact your local escort service and rent a dancing girl for the night or maybe a full body masseuse.  There isn’t anything quite as special as when your woman offers you the pleasure of a second woman.  You decide the boundaries.  She could strip for him or give him an hour of lap dances before you take over for the conclusion.  Or maybe you would like her to give him a massage finishing with a hand job while you whisper bad things in his ear.  The possibilities are endless but the memories guaranteed to last forever.

“OK, let’s go inside and see how the lighting is in there.  Just pick up your clothes.  You don’t need to put them on.”  Jude really wasn’t that interested in taking any more pictures but he did want to get her nude in his room.  And so they went into the house and she followed him to his room.  After a few minutes of fussing with curtains and light and taking a couple of pictures, Jude put the camera down. 

 

“That was very hot, baby.” he said, “You have me all excited.” 

 

“So,” she said, “what do you want to do about it?” 

 

“Well I thought maybe I could touch your pussy.  You promised, remember.”

 

“I said, ‘we’ll see’ but I guess it’s okay if you want to.”  So Jude moved closer to her naked body on the bed, positioning himself next to her but with his head near her waist.  She opened her legs.  He placed his hand on her leg near her knee and slowly moved it up toward her waiting moist area.  He enjoyed the touch of her smooth silky flawless skin and his hand flowed along it gently and effortlessly.  He moved past her most sensitive areas without touching them immediately and began a slow circle closing in around her slit with each stroke. 

 

“This is so much easier when you are naked.”  She was too enraptured with the movement of his hand to say anything.  His hand moved across her mound and slid down in between her legs.  “Yes you seem to be a bit wet.”  His finger found her slit and starting at the bottom it worked its way up along the smooth hairless crevice, opening it up as he went.  The next stroke was deeper as he was looking for her opening.  He wasn’t exactly sure where it was since this was a new experience for him.  While they had engaged in plenty of rubbing before, she had never laid herself so open and bare before him.  A moment of panic swept over him.  This ought to be easy but so far all I have felt is this ridge.  I have no idea where her pussy opening actually is. 

 

He went deeper and down in the tight area between the legs he thought he might have found it.  It was wetter here.  Could it just be sweat?  There was supposed to be a hole large enough to fit his cock.  It should be easy to find.  Panic and then she moaned.  It was a familiar moan and he decided to just play around here for awhile.  As he did, he found an area that was wet and bumpy.  It was definitely an opening but was it the right one.  As he rubbed his fingers over the bumps, she moaned again and opened her legs farther.  Encouraged he pushed deeper and thought he definitely had the opening.  It just wrapped around his finger which made him think it was a bit small but she seemed to really like it when he moved his finger around in a circle, his finger just deep enough to cover his first knuckle.

 

Moving in a circle and going deeper, he slowly moved his entire finger inside of her.  Pleased and certain that he had found the right hole he moved his finger in and out like he was fucking her.  She really liked this and she stretched and wiggled on the bed.  Her voice was making sounds he had not heard before.  He moved a second finger into her and went back and forth with both.  He found it amazing how easily it went in and how quickly her vagina adjusted.  It was still tight but he could tell it could easily adjust to a larger member.

 

“Can I smell it?” he asked.  “Okay.”   And before she realized what he was doing he leaned forward and put his head right on her pussy.  He sifted his body and moved right in between her legs.  She grabbed his head with her two hands.  She thought it was icky that someone would put their face in that part of her body.  It was her bathroom part and when his whole head was in there it just didn’t seem right.  But she could feel his nose touching her clit and his breath on her like that was exciting.  She only half pushed his head not really sure she wanted to move it.  He said something she couldn’t hear and the next thing she knew she could feel his tongue down there.  She pushed.

 

“What are you doing?’

“Tasting you.  I like it.  Do you mind?”

“I’m not sure,” she hesitated.  He took advantage of this indecision to move his head back.  He got no resistance from her this time and he lapped her slit with his tongue.  “Ohhh,” she moaned and he knew he had her.  He licked her up and down the length of her slit, getting deeper with his penetration as he went.  She could only stand about 4 alps before she began crying and screaming and having her first orgasm with him.  He wasn’t sure if he had hurt her although he didn’t think so.  Her rhythmic squeals filled the house.  Her legs squeezed and opened against his head and her hands ferociously grabbed his head. 

 

When she stopped and let him go, he immediately asked if she was okay.  He was a little scared by her screaming and ferocity.  She smiled at him and moved his head up to hers kissing him and hugging him.  As she hugged him it seemed strange that he still was fully dressed and she had been naked for a quite a while now but she was enjoying the afterglow of a great orgasm.  The first she had ever had with a boy.  It made her feel like a woman.  “What would you like me to do to you?” she asked him.

 

“Can I go inside of you?”  “No,” was her quick answer.  “But I will let you give me a tit fuck.  Would you like that?”  No sooner had he answered yes than he was ripping his clothes off.  Within seconds it seemed that he was naked and straddling her chest.  He placed his large swollen member in the cleft between her breasts.  He started moving up and down and was uncomfortably close to her chin, but she was feeling generous toward him right now and didn’t say anything when his tip struck her chin.  She turned slightly so that he would hit the softer place nearer her cheek.  She looked at him, deep into his eyes, like she did when she posed.  “Do you like my breasts?”  And he shot right across her face landing near her ear and into her hair.  (Yukk, she thought to herself) He did it again and again and when she thought he was finally done he did it again. 

 

He rolled over next to her, exhausted and spent.  She moved an out of place curl back across his forehead to join the rest of his messy locks, got up and went to the bathroom to clean up.  She was a mess and when she returned cleaned up as best she could, she found him asleep at 5:00 in the afternoon!  She got dressed, kissed him goodbye and headed home to shower before her parents came home.  Overall she was pretty pleased with her afternoon and couldn’t wait until Jude showed her their pictures.