Schooled in Sex ( part1 )

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

Let me explain. I ` m Caro ( unforesightful for Caroline ) and a nineteen, almost twenty-year-old virgin. I did n't plan it that way, but my libido didn ` t get going until last year, and I ` ve been getting really horny lately. So much so that I now carry a spare couple of scanty in my bag in sheath of spontaneous emission ( Yes, it happens ).

I told all to my best protagonist Mary-Ann, who by her own accession, had been a adulteress since she was sixteen. Mary-Ann had done everything : threesomes, bacchanal, anal, bisexual, blowjobs, bondage and stuff 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 netherworld as Mary-Ann pulled his pant off, and for the kickoff metre in my life, I saw a stiff, upright putz. I had seen Mike ` s dick before on the cyberspace as he 'd featured in a few erotic picture when he was vernal, ( Mike is a lot honest-to-god than Mary-Ann ) but never in the flesh like this. It was a buckram curving cudgel, jutting out from his groin like a fishgig. He put my mitt upon it, my finger curling around it instinctively. He stepped quickly forward, causing my hand to slue 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 appearance for me, and then he took her doggy-style, driving viciously into her from rump. The gravid, liquid slapping sounds ram me crazy. He wasn ` t just fucking her, he was dominating her, making her his kick. I wanted to be that bitch.

His climax wasn ` t long in coming and he pulled me airless for the cum shot. As he withdrew from Mary-Ann ` s sopping hole, a huge ebullition of sperm erupted from the tip of his turncock spattering my blouse and dumping a fat wad on the private parts of my denim. ‘ That ` s where spunk is meant to be'he laughed as he rubbed it in, feeling me up in the operation. Such was my introduction to the cosmos of sex.

That was then, and this is now. Nervously, I approached Mike ` s threshold. Mike and Mary-Ann did n't see each early anymore, so he was evenhandedly 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 Mike,'I stammered, ‘ I need to ask you something really important.'

I was ushered into Mike ` s dirty, squalid flatcar ; a real bachelor-at-arms's pad. I took a thick breather to becalm my heart. ‘ Okay, straight to the point. I want you to teach me about sex. Everything. The unscathed thing. I will share your bed for seven twenty-four hours, and you can have me anytime you want, but never the Sami way twice. All of my holes are yours to do with as you wish. At the end of the seven days, I want to be intimate more about sex than the sordid bawd, empathize ?'

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

I was waiting for that. I was n't wearing a bra, and my overweight knocker were restrained only by my blouse. I slipped off my jacket and began unbuttoning. My bosom burst free much to Mike ` s delight, and he hefted them, testing their weight and marrow, rubbing his thumbs across my orotund pap 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 undress. I hesitated at my scanty, before pushing them to my ankles and stepping out of them.

He whistled in appreciation. ‘ A beautiful bald cunt 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 au naturel body, testing my ass-cheeks and pulling and grabbing at my heaving breasts, before moving lower, tantalisingly close to my pussy without actually touching it

‘ Beautiful.'He gasped.

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

‘ Now kiss my cock.'Was the command. I knelt to obey. I wrapped my hired man around the infrastructure of his cock, my wrist touching his huge glob, and brought my wrinkle rim to the stiff shaft where I planted the most delicate of kisses.

‘ Higher.'

I kissed gamey, moving my lips to just below the monstrous cockhead. Any high-pitched and my lips would stir the thick viscous liquid running freely from the slit. I hesitated.

‘ Tongue my nob.'

Taking a oceanic abyss breath, I obeyed, licking away the liquid state and wetting the entire cockhead with my tongue, leaving no part untouched. The liquid tasted of nothing, and that encouraged me to take over down on the nob with more zip, lapping at the grossly swollen meatus until Mike pulled away.

‘ Now rub me. stool me cum.'

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

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

‘ Leave it.'

We both watched as it reached my mysterious 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 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 and on your soundbox ; I want it to douse into your skin.

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

The End