Schooled in Sex ( part1 )

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

Let me excuse. I ` m Caro ( short 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 finale class, and I ` ve been getting really horny lately. So a great deal so that I now carry a extra pair of pantie in my bag in case of spontaneous discharge ( Yes, it happens ).

I told all to my best champion Mary-Ann, who by her own admission charge, had been a slut since she was sixteen. Mary-Ann had done everything : tercet, orgies, anal, bisexual, blowjobs, bondage and stuff and nonsense 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 Mike, get it on. I knew that they were both show-off, so I didn ` t see a problem, and there was n't one. I sat on the bed next to them as nervous as snake pit as Mary-Ann pulled his pants off, and for the commencement time in my life history, I saw a stiff, erect stopcock. I had seen Mike ` s cock before on the cyberspace as he 'd featured in a few titillating picture show when he was young, ( Mike is a lot elderly than Mary-Ann ) but never in the flesh like this. It was a besotted curving cudgel, jutting out from his seawall like a spear. He put my paw upon it, my fingers curling around it instinctively. He stepped quickly forward, causing my hand to slide down his perch and bring 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 show for me, and then he took her doggy-style, driving viciously into her from arse. The heavy, melted slapping sounds motor me unhinged. He wasn ` t just fucking her, he was dominating her, making her his bitch. I wanted to be that bitch.

His coming wasn ` t long in coming and he pulled me finisher for the cum shot. As he withdrew from Mary-Ann ` s sopping hole, a huge blowup of sperm erupted from the tip of his putz spattering my blouse and dumping a fat wad on the crotch of my jeans. ‘ That ` s where touchwood is meant to be'he laughed as he rubbed it in, feeling me up in the process. Such was my entry to the globe of sex.

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

I rang the doorbell, and a lost 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 Mike ` s dirty, squalid flat ; a rattling bachelor's pad. I took a deep breathing time to steady my nervus. ‘ Okay, straight to the distributor point. I want you to instruct me about sex. Everything. The whole thing. I will share your bed for seven days, and you can ingest 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 have it off Thomas More about sex than the pestiferous cocotte, realise ?'

mike nodded dumbly, trying to calculate what I had just asked him. ‘ Are you sure ? I mean I don ` t study anymore, so a week is not a job, but prove to me this is not a jest and present me you ` re grave. I want to see your tits.'

I was waiting for that. I was n't wearing a bra, and my weighed down tits were restrained only by my blouse. I slipped off my jacket crown and began unbuttoning. My bosom burst free much to microphone ` s delight, and he hefted them, testing their weight and kernel, rubbing his thumbs across my turgid nipples and then sucking them into his mouthpiece 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 pantie, before pushing them to my ankles and stepping out of them.

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

I nodded.

‘ Total ? Never even been fingered ?'

‘ No.'I replied truthfully.

His mitt roamed over my naked body, testing my ass-cheeks and pulling and grabbing at my panting breasts, before moving depressed, tantalisingly close to my pussy without actually touching it

‘ Beautiful.'He gasped.

He undressed quickly, his colossal erection bobbing before me, its I, fluid-filled eye, stared at me dispassionately, uncaring that I was an innocent Virgo. I was just a hole, somewhere strong and wet to deposit its load. I was probably little to a greater extent than that to its possessor too. I did n't care, 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 shaft, my carpus touching his vast balls, and brought my pursed sassing to the stiff shaft where I planted the most delicate of kisses.

‘ Higher.'

I kissed higher, moving my lips to just below the monstrous cockhead. Any gamey and my lip would extend to the thick viscous liquidness running freely from the slit. I hesitated.

‘ Tongue my nob.'

Taking a abstruse breathing spell, I obeyed, licking away the liquid and wetting the total cockhead with my glossa, leaving no share untouched. The liquidness tasted of nothing, and that encouraged me to digest down on the nob with more vigour, lapping at the grossly swollen meatus until Mike pulled away.

‘ Now rub me. have me cum.'

I began a slow stroking gesture, aided by Mike, which quickly became faster and more vigorous until a gushing fount of cum splashed into my font and hair. Another blockheaded wad spattered my throat and tits, 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 heading Dixieland, winding its way to my pussy. I went to wipe it away, but my hand was stayed by Mike.

‘ Leave it.'

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

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

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

The End