Schooled in Sex ( part1 )

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

Let me explain. I ` m Caro ( short for Caroline ) and a 19, almost twenty-year-old Virgo. I did n't plan it that way, but my libido didn ` t get going until terminal yr, and I ` ve been getting really horny lately. So much so that I now carry a unornamented dyad of panty in my bag in case of unwritten emissions ( Yes, it happens ).

I told all to my best friend Mary-Ann, who by her own entrance fee, had been a slut since she was sixteen. Mary-Ann had done everything : leash, orgies, anal retentive, epicene, blowjob, bondage and poppycock I ` d never even heard of, and here I am, a tight-holed Virgo the Virgin.

I told her that I wanted to watch her and boyfriend microphone, get it on. I knew that they were both exhibitionists, so I didn ` t see a trouble, and there was n't one. I sat on the bed next to them as anxious as hell as Mary-Ann pulled his pants off, and for the 1st sentence in my life story, I saw a stiff, raise cock. I had seen Mike ` s peter before on the net as he 'd featured in a few erotic movies when he was younger, ( microphone is a lot older than Mary-Ann ) but never in the chassis like this. It was a stiff curving cudgel, jutting out from his inguen like a spear. He put my hand upon it, my finger's breadth curling around it instinctively. He stepped quickly forward, causing my helping hand to slew down his Pole and bring his cockhead to within inches of my mouth. I backed away, and he laughed, giving it to Mary-Ann instead. She sucked and slurped upon it, putting on a show for me, and then he took her doggy-style, driving viciously into her from rear end. The heavy, liquid slapping sounds drove me crazy. He wasn ` t just fucking her, he was dominating her, making her his bitch. I wanted to be that bitch.

His sexual climax wasn ` t long in coming and he pulled me snug for the cum shooter. As he withdrew from Mary-Ann ` s sopping hole, a huge gush of spermatozoan erupted from the tip of his hammer spattering my blouse and dumping a fat wad on the crotch of my denim. ‘ That ` s where spunk is meant to be'he laughed as he rubbed it in, feeling me up in the process. Such was my introduction to the world of sex.

That was then, and this is now. Nervously, I approached microphone ` s door. mike 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 Mike stared back at me.

‘ Caro ? What are you doing here ?'

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

I was ushered into microphone ` s dirty, flyblown flat ; a substantial bachelor-at-arms's pad. I took a mystifying breath to stabilize my nervus. ‘ OK, straight to the point. I want you to instruct me about sex. Everything. The whole thing. I will portion your bed for seven twenty-four hour period, and you can have me anytime you want, but never the Lapp way twice. All of my fix are yours to do with as you wish. At the end of the seven mean solar day, I want to know More about sex than the dirty tart, understand ?'

Mike nodded dumbly, trying to compute what I had just asked him. ‘ Are you sure ? I mean I don ` t work anymore, so a hebdomad is not a problem, but prove to me this is not a jape and evidence me you ` re serious. I want to see your tits.'

I was waiting for that. I was n't wearing a bra, and my heavy boob were restrained only by my blouse. I slipped off my jacket and began unbuttoning. My breasts burst free much to Mike ` s delectation, and he hefted them, testing their weighting and inwardness, rubbing his thumb across my large tit and then sucking them into his sass making me groan in delight. They had always been so sensitive.

‘ Now, the rest.'He commanded, watching hungrily as I began to undress. I hesitated at my scanty, before pushing them to my articulatio talocruralis and stepping out of them.

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

I nodded.

‘ total ? Never even been fingered ?'

‘ No.'I replied truthfully.

His work force roamed over my raw consistency, testing my ass-cheeks and pulling and grabbing at my heaving breasts, before moving gloomy, tantalisingly close to my pussy without actually touching it

‘ Beautiful.'He gasped.

He undressed quickly, his colossal erection bobbing before me, its single, fluid-filled eye, stared at me dispassionately, uncaring that I was an clean-handed virgin. I was just a hole, somewhere warm and wet to deposit its load. I was probably little more than than that to its proprietor too. I did n't deal, I wanted it all the same.

‘ Now kiss my cock.'Was the control. I knelt to obey. I wrapped my hand around the base of operations of his hammer, my articulatio radiocarpea touching his huge globe, and brought my pursed lips to the stiff shaft where I planted the most delicate of kisses.

‘ Higher.'

I kissed higher, moving my back talk to just below the monstrous cockhead. Any higher and my lips would touch the thick sticky liquid running freely from the puss. I hesitated.

‘ lingua my nob.'

Taking a deep breath, I obeyed, licking away the liquid and wetting the entire cockhead with my lingua, leaving no part untouched. The liquid tasted of nothing, and that encouraged me to bear down on the nob with more heartiness, lapping at the grossly intumesce meatus until Mike pulled away.

‘ Now rub me. crap me cum.'

I began a tardily stroking motion, aided by Mike, which quickly became faster and more vigorous until a gushing fountain of cum splashed into my aspect and fuzz. Another thick wad spattered my throat and boob, and still, another hit my belly and thighs.

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

‘ leave it.'

We both watched as it reached my mystifying slit, and I was commanded to pull my lips apart so it could sink in and be absorbed. I did so, and it did. I released my liquid labia, watching them centering shut, capturing their pearly-white prize.

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

wellspring, extolment, Caro ; you ` ve just had day one. Day two Menachem Begin at 9am tomorrow don ` t be late.'

The End