Schooled in Sex ( part1 )

It was an audacious design even for me, and I was n't certainly that he would go for it. It would mean quite a commitment on his share, and he ` d only just left off fucking Mary-Ann.

Let me explain. I ` m Caro ( shortsighted for Caroline ) and a nineteen, almost twenty-year-old virgin. I did n't design it that way, but my libido didn ` t get going until shoemaker's last year, and I ` ve been getting really horny lately. So much so that I now carry a spare twosome of panties in my bag in case of self-generated emissions ( Yes, it happens ).

I told all to my Charles Herbert Best friend Mary-Ann, who by her own admission charge, had been a loose woman since she was sixteen. Mary-Ann had done everything : triplet, orgies, anal, epicene, blowjob, bondage and stuff I ` d never even heard of, and here I am, a tight-holed Virgo the Virgin.

I told her that I wanted to learn her and boyfriend Mike, get it on. I knew that they were both exhibitionist, so I didn ` t see a problem, and there was n't one. I sat on the bed next to them as nervous as pit as Mary-Ann pulled his pants off, and for the first gear meter in my animation, I saw a stiff, erect cock. I had seen microphone ` s cock before on the internet as he 'd featured in a few erotic moving picture when he was youthful, ( Mike is a lot older than Mary-Ann ) but never in the flesh like this. It was a blind drunk curving cudgel, jutting out from his jetty like a spear. He put my hired man upon it, my finger curling around it instinctively. He stepped quickly forward, causing my hand to slide down his pole and contribute his cockhead to within inches of my sass. I backed away, and he laughed, giving it to Mary-Ann instead. She sucked and slurped upon it, putting on a appearance for me, and then he took her doggy-style, driving viciously into her from stern. The heavy, liquid slapping audio take me disturbed. He wasn ` t just fucking her, he was dominating her, making her his bitch. I wanted to be that bitch.

His orgasm wasn ` t long in forthcoming and he pulled me closer for the cum shot. As he withdrew from Mary-Ann ` s sopping hole, a huge flush of spermatozoon erupted from the tip of his cock spattering my blouse and dumping a fat wad on the crotch of my jeans. ‘ That ` s where mettle is meant to be'he laughed as he rubbed it in, feeling me up in the outgrowth. Such was my creation to the world of sex.

That was then, and this is now. Nervously, I approached Mike ` s door. microphone and Mary-Ann did n't see each other anymore, so he was fair game, but this was still a big ask.

I rang the doorbell, and a bemused looking microphone stared back at me.

‘ Caro ? What are you doing here ?'

‘ Hi Mike,'I stammered, ‘ I need to ask you something really important.'

I was ushered into microphone ` s dirty, sleazy flat ; a tangible bachelor's pad. I took a deep breather to steady my nerves. ‘ Okay, straight to the point. I want you to teach me about sex. Everything. The whole thing. I will share your bed for seven days, and you can get me anytime you want, but never the same way twice. All of my yap are yours to do with as you wish. At the end of the seven mean solar day, I want to bed more than about sex than the dirtiest fancy woman, sympathize ?'

microphone nodded dumbly, trying to compute what I had just asked him. ‘ Are you sure enough ? I mean I don ` t piece of work anymore, so a week is not a problem, but prove to me this is not a put-on and show me you ` re good. I want to see your tits.'

I was waiting for that. I was n't wearing a bra, and my heavy tits were restrained only by my blouse. I slipped off my cap and began unbuttoning. My breasts burst free much to microphone ` s joy, and he hefted them, testing their weightiness and heart, rubbing his thumbs across my turgid nipple and then sucking them into his mouthpiece making me groan in pleasure. They had always been so sensitive.

‘ Now, the rest.'He commanded, watching hungrily as I began to divest. I hesitated at my pantie, before pushing them to my ankles and stepping out of them.

He whistled in hold. ‘ A beautiful bald pussy with a fat high-slung slit. Just the way I like them. You sure you ` re a virgin ?'

I nodded.

‘ Total ? Never even been fingered ?'

‘ No.'I replied truthfully.

His hands roamed over my naked body, testing my ass-cheeks and pulling and grabbing at my heaving boob, before moving lower berth, tantalisingly close to my cunt without actually touching it

‘ Beautiful.'He gasped.

He undressed quickly, his colossal erection bobbing before me, its unity, fluid-filled eye, stared at me dispassionately, uncaring that I was an barren Virgo the Virgin. I was just a hole, somewhere ardent and wet to deposit its load. I was probably little more than that to its owner too. I did n't worry, I wanted it all the same.

‘ Now kiss my cock.'Was the command. I knelt to obey. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, my wrist touching his huge testicle, and brought my pursed backtalk to the remains shaft where I planted the most soft of kisses.

‘ Higher.'

I kissed higher, moving my lips to just below the monstrous cockhead. Any higher and my brim would relate the midst viscous liquidity running freely from the slit. I hesitated.

‘ knife my nob.'

Taking a cryptical breathing place, I obeyed, licking away the liquid and wetting the entire cockhead with my knife, leaving no theatrical role untouched. The liquid state tasted of nothing, and that encouraged me to bear down on the nob with more vigour, lapping at the grossly swollen meatus until mike pulled away.

‘ Now rub me. Make me cum.'

I began a wearisome stroking move, aided by mike, which quickly became faster and more vigorous until a gushing fountain of cum splashed into my face and whisker. Another wooden-headed wad spattered my throat and titmouse, and still, another hit my belly and thighs.

Mike pulled away, staring at his handcraft with satisfaction. I watched as a river of spunk made its way from my belly-button heading south, winding its way to my pussy. I went to pass over it away, but my manus was stayed by Mike.

‘ Leave it.'

We both watched as it reached my deep slit, and I was commanded to take out my lips apart so it could sink in and be absorbed. I did so, and it did. I released my liquid labia, watching them snap shut, capturing their pearly prize.

‘ Now get dressed,'he said. ‘ you can wipe my spunk from your face but leave it in your hair's-breadth and on your body ; I want it to soak into your skin.

fountainhead, congratulation, Caro ; you ` ve just had day one. Day two begins at 9am tomorrow don ` t be late.'

The End