Lessons

Lessons

Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

Summary

A self-effacing young virgin signs up with a confident alternative therapist to learn how to have sex.

Summary

A self-effacing young virgin signs up with a confident alternative therapist to learn how to have sex.

Content

Submitted: May 17, 2016

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Content

Submitted: May 17, 2016

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A tiled floor. A red chair. An Asian woman with long brown hair and a small black dress sits in the red chair with her legs crossed. “There’s nothing to be afraid of,” she says smiling. “What do you mean?” I ask. “I mean sex isn’t this big deal everyone’s making it out to be. Does your wife know about this?” “No.” “Why not?” “I don’t want her to know that I had to hire someone to teach me how to have sex. She’s been wanting me to get her pregnant and I just can’t do it. I can’t subject myself to my humanity that much. The pleasure scares me.” She didn’t look at me as oddly as she should have. Instead, she smiled in a friendly way, and said, “I totally understand. The stimulation is a lot to take in. Let’s just take it slowly, and we can stop whenever you like. Are you ready?” “No,” I mumble. She responds confidently, “Well just nod when you’re ready and I’ll tell you what to do. This isn’t hourly, so you can take as long as you need.” I stare at her. She’s perfect, really. She’s aware of her body and in control of it. I feel like she goes beyond her body because of this. In a way she controls me, and that’s what scares me. That’s why sex scares me. Luckily, she’s friendly enough, that I may be okay with the idea of her controlling me. I think my favorite thing about her is her chin. It’s a perfect forty-five degree angle. It’s soft. I just want to touch it. “Can I touch your chin?” “Of course,” she smiles. I stand up, and adjust my pants, sweating nervously. I take four steps over to her where she sits. I lift my finger to her chin and I rub it softly. “May I compliment you, miss?” I ask, like any gentleman should. She giggles, “If you’d like to, yes.” I blush. She’s so nice. “Well I really think you’re beautiful. That’s all I wanted to say.” She continues to grin, “Thank you. I think you’re actually more attractive than you realize.” I look down. “You don’t have to say that, miss.” She moves her hand across her thigh. “You can call me Riki.” I look her in the eye for the first time just before glancing back at my shoes. “Okay, Riki. I think you’re really pretty.” “Would you like to see more of me, and tell me if you think the rest of me is pretty too?” I nod like a little boy. She politely commands, “Take my dress off, then.” I freeze. “You mean — “ “Yes. That’s why you’re here. Now I want you to unzip the back, and pull my dress down. Be gentle.” My breathing increases when she stands up. “I think I just want to touch your chin for a while.” She looks me in the eye, “I think you want to see me naked. You’re just hiding from it.” I have no response. I don’t think she’s right, but I don’t know what to say to her. I walk around behind her. I look at the zipper. It looks at me. I pull it down, revealing her perfectly tan back. I run my fingers down her spine. “There you go,” she encourages. “Feel me.” I put both hands on her back. “It’s like a back massage,” I say. “Exactly, Herb, like a back massage.” “Should I pull the rest down, Riki?” “Yes.” I pull the dress down slowly, her skin is so beautiful it’s almost too much to take in. “I’m not going to talk anymore, okay? I want you to do what your impulses tell you. Listen to them.” “I can’t.” “You can.” I stare at her. I don’t know if this is proper. It feels wrong. But I want to touch her so bad. She’s so beautiful. She’s like a glass sculpture, all clean and simple. I kneel in front of her. I place my hands on her legs and I rub them up and down, slowly. I kiss her knees. My hand moves up to her butt. It’s like fine silk but better. I feel my penis pushing against my khakis. I stand up and take my pants off. She likes this. When she sees my penis I can feel a certain electricity begin to flicker. The look in her eye excites me. I step closer to her and it touches her belly, all warm and fleshy. I caress her breasts, run my hands down the small of her back. I kiss her wet, glossy lips. They taste like cherries. I like cherries. Before I know it my penis has grown larger than it has ever been. i didn’t know this was a thing. I bend down a bit and push my penis into her vagina. She gasps. “Are you okay?” She smiles and touches the back of my neck. She twists her lower body a bit, causing friction. I moan. I begin thrusting, and thrusting, and digging and digging, and pushing and scraping and oh god it feels so good. I start to climax and I blow semen all in her vagina. As I pull out the semen stretches from my penis to her vagina, glistening in the light. “How was that?” she questions. “Good. That was really good.  I like you more than my other therapist.  Can we do this again?"


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