Schooled in Sex ( part1 )

It was an hardy design even for me, and I was n't sure that he would go for it. It would think of quite a dedication on his part, and he ` d only just left off fucking Mary-Ann.

Let me explain. I ` m Caro ( short 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 last twelvemonth, and I ` ve been getting really horny lately. So often so that I now carry a dispense with pair of scanty in my bag in case of spontaneous emissions ( Yes, it happens ).

I told all to my best champion Mary-Ann, who by her own admission, had been a trollop since she was 16. Mary-Ann had done everything : threesome, orgies, anal retentive, bisexual, blowjob, bondage and stuff I ` d never even heard of, and here I am, a tight-holed virgin.

I told her that I wanted to keep an eye on her and boyfriend Mike, 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 Scheol as Mary-Ann pulled his pants off, and for the first clock time in my life, I saw a stiff, put up cock. I had seen mike ` s cock before on the cyberspace as he 'd featured in a few titillating film when he was younger, ( Mike is a lot aged than Mary-Ann ) but never in the flesh like this. It was a cadaver curving cudgel, jutting out from his groin like a spear. He put my hand upon it, my fingers curling around it instinctively. He stepped quickly forward, causing my helping hand to slide down his rod and get his cockhead to within 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 show for me, and then he took her doggy-style, driving viciously into her from behind. The intemperate, liquid slapping speech sound drove me half-baked. He wasn ` t just fucking her, he was dominating her, making her his kick. I wanted to be that bitch.

His orgasm wasn ` t long in do and he pulled me closer for the cum slam. As he withdrew from Mary-Ann ` s sopping fix, a vast effusion of sperm erupted from the tip of his cock spattering my blouse and dumping a fat wad on the genital organ of my jeans. ‘ 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 existence of sex.

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

I rang the doorbell, and a baffled 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 microphone ` s dirty, sordid flat ; a real knight bachelor's pad. I took a deep breath to steady my boldness. ‘ OK, straight to the point. I want you to teach me about sex. Everything. The unanimous thing. I will part your bed for seven days, and you can have me anytime you want, but never the Lapp way twice. All of my mess are yours to do with as you wish. At the end of the seven twenty-four hours, I want to know Thomas More about sex than the dirtiest whore, understand ?'

mike nodded dumbly, trying to figure what I had just asked him. ‘ Are you sure ? I mean I don ` t employment anymore, so a week is not a job, but prove to me this is not a jape 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 heavy tit were restrained only by my blouse. I slipped off my jacket and began unbuttoning. My knocker burst free much to mike ` s delectation, and he hefted them, testing their weight and means, rubbing his thumbs across my tumescent mamilla and then sucking them into his back talk making me groan in delight. They had always been so sensitive.

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

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

I nodded.

‘ Total ? Never even been fingered ?'

‘ No.'I replied truthfully.

His helping hand roamed over my nude body, testing my ass-cheeks and pull and grabbing at my heaving knocker, before moving lower, tantalisingly close to my pussy without actually touching it

‘ Beautiful.'He gasped.

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

‘ Now kiss my cock.'Was the bidding. I knelt to obey. I wrapped my hired hand around the alkali of his cock, my wrist touching his Brobdingnagian formal, and brought my pursed lip to the clay irradiation where I planted the most delicate of kisses.

‘ Higher.'

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

‘ Tongue my nob.'

Taking a abstruse breathing spell, I obeyed, licking away the liquidness and wetting the full cockhead with my natural language, leaving no component untouched. The liquid tasted of nothing, and that encouraged me to bear down on the nob with more heartiness, lapping at the grossly puff up meatus until Mike pulled away.

‘ Now rub me. Make me cum.'

I began a wearisome stroking motion, aided by Mike, which quickly became faster and more vigorous until a gushing spring of cum splashed into my face and tomentum. Another slurred wad spattered my throat and tits, and still, another hit my belly and thighs.

mike pulled away, staring at his handiwork with atonement. I watched as a river of spunk made its way from my belly-button heading Confederate States, winding its way to my pussy. I went to pass over it away, but my helping hand was stayed by Mike.

‘ leave-taking it.'

We both watched as it reached my cryptic snatch, 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 photograph shut, capturing their pearly prize.

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

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

The End