Schooled in Sex ( part1 )

It was an brazen-faced programme even for me, and I was n't indisputable that he would go for it. It would mean quite a committedness on his share, and he ` d only just left off fucking Mary-Ann.

Let me explain. I ` m Caro ( shortly for Caroline ) and a XIX, almost twenty-year-old virgin. I did n't contrive it that way, but my libido didn ` t get going until conclusion year, and I ` ve been getting really horny lately. So a lot so that I now carry a excess pair of panties in my bag in case of spontaneous discharge ( Yes, it happens ).

I told all to my best friend Mary-Ann, who by her own admission, had been a slut since she was sixteen. Mary-Ann had done everything : terzetto, splurge, anal, epicene, blowjobs, bondage and material I ` d never even heard of, and here I am, a tight-holed 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 problem, and there was n't one. I sat on the bed next to them as nervous as perdition as Mary-Ann pulled his pants off, and for the first time in my biography, I saw a starchy, erect cock. I had seen Mike ` s tool before on the internet as he 'd featured in a few erotic movies when he was vernal, ( Mike is a lot older than Mary-Ann ) but never in the flesh like this. It was a slopped curving cudgel, jutting out from his groin like a spear. He put my hand upon it, my digit curling around it instinctively. He stepped quickly forward, causing my hired hand to slither down his pole and take his cockhead to within column inch of my mouth. 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 behind. The impenetrable, liquid slapping sounds force me crazy. 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 arrive and he pulled me closer for the cum shot. As he withdrew from Mary-Ann ` s sopping maw, a huge gush of sperm erupted from the tip of his cock spattering my blouse and dumping a fat wad on the crotch of my jeans. ‘ That ` s where heart 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 mike ` s room access. Mike and Mary-Ann did n't see each other anymore, so he was clean secret plan, but this was still a big ask.

I rang the bell, and a mazed looking Mike 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 mike ` s dirty, flyblown flat tire ; a tangible bachelor's pad. I took a cryptic intimation to becalm my nerve. ‘ okay, straight to the point. I want you to teach me about sex. Everything. The whole thing. I will plowshare your bed for seven daylight, and you can have me anytime you want, but never the Same way twice. All of my holes are yours to do with as you wish. At the end of the seven days, I want to know More about sex than the sordid whore, understand ?'

Mike nodded dumbly, trying to reckon what I had just asked him. ‘ Are you surely ? I mean I don ` t employment anymore, so a calendar week is not a problem, but prove to me this is not a antic and bear witness me you ` re serious. I want to see your tits.'

I was waiting for that. I was n't wearing a bra, and my dense tits were restrained only by my blouse. I slipped off my jacket and began unbuttoning. My tit burst free much to microphone ` s delight, and he hefted them, testing their free weight and substance, rubbing his quarter round across my tumescent mammilla and then sucking them into his mouth making me groan in pleasure. They had always been so sensitive.

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

He whistled in discernment. ‘ A beautiful bald kitty-cat 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 manpower roamed over my naked body, testing my ass-cheeks and pull and grabbing at my heaving boob, before moving glower, tantalisingly close to my slit without actually touching it

‘ Beautiful.'He gasped.

He undressed quickly, his colossal erecting bobbing before me, its single, fluid-filled eye, stared at me dispassionately, uncaring that I was an innocent virgin. I was just a mess, somewhere fond and wet to wedge its warhead. I was probably little more than than that to its owner too. I did n't care, I wanted it all the same.

‘ Now kiss my cock.'Was the bid. I knelt to obey. I wrapped my hand around the base of his hammer, my carpus touching his huge lump, and brought my pursed lips to the stiff shaft where I planted the most finespun of kisses.

‘ Higher.'

I kissed in high spirits, moving my lips to just below the grotesque cockhead. Any higher and my lips would touch the thick viscous liquid running freely from the slit. I hesitated.

‘ glossa my nob.'

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

‘ Now rub me. Make me cum.'

I began a slow stroke motion, aided by mike, which quickly became faster and more vigorous until a gushing fountain of cum splashed into my aspect and hair. Another wooden-headed wad spattered my pharynx and bosom, and still, another hit my belly and thighs.

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

‘ leave of absence it.'

We both watched as it reached my deep snatch, and I was commanded to pull my lip apart so it could settle in and be absorbed. I did so, and it did. I released my limpid labia, watching them snap shut, capturing their chopper prize.

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

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

The End