Chapter Two
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As it turns out I was feeling a bit too smug for my own
good. Dennis had to spend the weekend at a seminar in
Atlanta. This was not an uncommon event. It was
something that all of the junior executives where he
worked had to do.
Since I had the weekend to myself, instead of spending
an hour or two at the library with Nathan I invited him
to come to my house. He had seemed more depressed than
usual the last few days and I thought that I could help
him with his schoolwork and give him a nice lunch and
try to cheer him up. I swear to you, I had only the
purist of motives!
We were sitting on the couch in the living room with
his books spread out on the coffee table and Nathan was
obviously not concentrating. It really bothered me that
I wasn't getting through to him. He sat there, not
really listening to me, staring down at the floor and
it was just breaking my heart to see him like that.
I did something then that if I had thought about it I
would never have done. I reached out and put an arm
around his shoulder. When I did he looked at me with
those big, expressive brown eyes and I hugged him.
He turned and put his arms around me and we just held
each other like that for a long time. I guess it
wouldn't have been so bad. It was just a hug. I never
meant for it to be anything but an attempt to comfort
him.
I wasn't really thinking about anything else, just what
I could do to get through to him. So I was shocked when
he leaned his head down and kissed me right on the
lips! I guess I was so shocked that I didn't resist. I
didn't kiss him back. Not at first anyway. But I didn't
pull away either. I held him in my arms and when I
didn't fight him the kiss went on.
I felt his hand come up behind my head and his kiss
became more passionate. His tongue teased my lips and
then entered my mouth and I don't have any idea what I
was thinking when I began to return his kiss. I suppose
that I wasn't thinking at all. I certainly wasn't
thinking right. I should have pulled away. I should
have stood up and in a gentle but firm voice I should
have told him that his conduct was inexcusable and I
should have apologized for giving him the wrong idea by
putting my arm around him.
Instead, I found myself returning his kiss. My eyes
closed and my breath caught in my chest as I felt his
free hand close over my breast. I shivered at his touch
and I can't explain how my arms came to be wrapped
around his neck and our tongues intertwined as we
kissed passionately.
In hindsight I can only say that I must have been
captivated by the passion that was missing from my
marriage. After nearly two years of passionless and
unsatisfying sex with my cold fish husband this was
exciting. This was what was missing in my life!
At the time it was happening though, I wasn't thinking
anything. I was feeling. And it felt wonderful. My
tall, strong, handsome, masculine student had suddenly
taken charge and it was wonderful. It was so exciting
that I never once said, "No, we can't do this."
Nor did I attempt to break that exciting kiss or to
remove his hot hand from my tingling breast. Far from
resisting, I pulled him close and kissed him harder. I
finally knew what it was to surrender to a man. I
finally knew what passion was.
Nathan continued to cradle my head with his hand as we
kissed but I felt his free hand move from my breast to
the buttons on my blouse. I have no idea why I didn't
come to my senses and stop it right then. I didn't
though. Instead I shivered with the excitement of what
was happening and reveled in the pleasure I was feeling
as my body was slowly being uncovered by my teenage
student.
When my blouse was unbuttoned I felt Nathan's hands
exploring the flesh beneath. For a large and
inexperienced teen he was surprisingly good at this.
His touch was electric as his fingers moved over my
bare skin. For the longest time he teased me, avoided
touching my bra covered breasts. By the time I finally
felt his fingertips move over my breasts I was panting
and nearly at the point of begging him to touch me.
I took my arms from around his neck and let my blouse
slide off and fall away to be instantly forgotten.
Nathan reached behind my back and I felt his fingers
searching for the clasp to my bra.
I reached between the cups and released it for him and
as soon as his hand removed it my arms went back around
his neck. When his fingers began to explore my breasts
I was so excited that I actually had an orgasm from his
touch.
Our kiss seemed to go on forever but now that my
breasts were exposed he soon pulled back and looked
down at me. I was afraid that my small breasts would
disappoint him but he stared at me for a few seconds
and then he whispered, "Jesus Amanda! They are
beautiful!"
I don't know if I was more excited because he loved my
breasts or because he had addressed me by my first name
for the first time. No, that's silly. I loved it that
he liked my breasts! I felt his eyes on me and I saw
the lust in his eyes and it was just what I needed to
see.
Nathan stared at my breasts for a moment longer and
then he leaned down and took one of my nipples into his
mouth. I closed my eyes and held him close as his lips
and his teeth sent chills down my spine. As his mouth
sent shockwaves of pleasure though my body it suddenly
occurred to me that my husband had not touched my
breasts with his lips, not one time in nearly two years
of marriage!
Nathan's mouth moved back and forth between my breasts
and when a moment later I felt his hand come to rest on
my knee and slide slowly up my thigh under my skirt I
eagerly spread my legs to give him complete access to
my body.
I felt the heat of his palm on my thigh and it was
incredible. I came for the second time before his
fingers ever reached the sopping wet strip of nylon
that covered my sex. I came yet again when his large
finger came to rest on my nylon covered and extremely
wet vagina and then slid down through the crease that
indicated my vaginal lips. His finger pushed my
underwear up into me and then I felt it pressing
against my clitoris.
I was crying out and making a noise as if I were
sobbing. I wasn't though. I was lost in a passion so
earthshaking that I was making sounds for the first
time. I had always been a quiet lover. Even though I
enjoyed sex I had always enjoyed it in silence. The
most noise I had ever made during sex with my husband
was a gasp of pleasure when he entered me. That may
have been because my husband had never given me an
orgasm, or even brought me close.
Not now though. Now I was out of control. I had
surrendered to this teenage black boy and my
inhibitions were a thing of the past. The joyous, lusty
sounds I was making now only added to my passion.
I wasn't even aware at first that he was doing it, but
I felt the button on the back of my skirt come open and
the zipper being tugged down. I hated having to turn
him loose long enough to do it, but Nathan pulled away
from me and pulled me to my feet and anxiously pulled
my skirt down. I saw the excitement he was feeling and
it made me just that much more turned on.
He stared at my panties and I looked down and saw how
large the wet spot over my sex was. I knew that I had
never been like that before with anyone. Neither of my
two previous lovers in high school nor my husband had
ever produced such a reaction in me.
Nathan leaned down and kissed my mound through my
panties and then stuck his long pink tongue down
between my thighs and slowly drew it up through that
wet spot. His tongue was pushing against the lips of my
vagina and my legs couldn't support me a second longer.
I fell back on the couch and Nathan spread my thighs
and dropped to his knees between them. His tongue
resumed licking the crotch of my panties and I was
crying out and pulling his head tighter against me.
For the first time in my life a man was licking my sex
and the heat of his tongue through my underwear was
driving me through one fantastic orgasm after another.
Nathan stopped licking and opened his mouth wide. He
pressed his lips over my mound and I felt his breath
penetrate the thin nylon of my underwear. It was the
most awesome thing! His breath felt like it was being
super heated. It felt like that blast of warm air that
hits you when you open the oven door, except that it
was concentrated on my vagina and I actually screamed
out loud and pulled his hair as I had another orgasm.
I was putty in his hands and we both knew it. He tugged
at my underwear and I lifted my butt off of the couch
so that he could get them off of me.
My first two lovers had not seen me naked. We had
groped in the dark in their cars and struggled through
a few hasty sexual trysts with our clothes still on,
uncovering just enough of our bodies to enable us to
have sex. The kissing and the touching had been
exciting. The sex had been a huge letdown.
After the second boy I had decided that it just wasn't
worth the effort. I had not had sex again until I had
gotten married. Dennis knew of my previous experiences
and was not pleased. But he was generous enough to
forgive me my sins. He actually said that!
Dennis had seen me naked, but not often. And I had
never seen that look of lust in his eyes that I saw in
Nathan's. Instead he had looked embarrassed and I had
even seen him look away when I undressed!
Now I was naked in front of Nathan and the look in his
eyes was a look I had always wanted to see in a man's
eyes. He thought that I was beautiful and sexy and I
could see it. He wanted me. He wanted to touch me and
to taste me and make love to me and I realized that
this was what I thought it was supposed to be like.
As soon as my panties had been tossed aside Nathan
leaned back down and licked me again. There was no thin
layer of nylon between us now and I felt the heat and
the moisture of his tongue directly on my skin. For the
first time!
Dennis would never have kissed me anywhere below my
chin. I suddenly realized that he had never even
touched my vagina with his hand! He had touched my
breasts, somewhat clumsily. But he was not nearly as
good at is as Nathan was, and he never used his lips or
his tongue or his teeth.
When Nathan's tongue began to slide through my slit and
then burrow into me I went berserk. He had to hold me
down and I had orgasm after earth shaking orgasm as he
explored me with his tongue. After several minutes of
driving me crazy that way he licked and then put his
lips over and sucked on my clitoris and that was when I
passed out.
When I came to my senses I was stretched out on the rug
and Nathan was over me, smiling down and rubbing his
hard cock over my slit. I suddenly realized that while
I was out of it he had undressed and I looked down at
his muscular chest and smiled up at him and breathed,
"Oh yes Nathan, put it in me!"
He leaned down and kissed my lips. I tasted my own
juices on his lips and I wasn't disgusted at all. In
fact, I thought it was hot. We kissed for a moment and
then he said, "No Amanda, you put it in. Reach down and
take my cock in your hand and line it up with your
pussy."
Cock! Pussy! I had never used those words. I had never
had them used in a sentence in my presence! I shuddered
in excitement and reached down and put my hand around
his penis. No, I mean his cock! I touched his cock. I
held his cock in my hand. I aligned the head of his
cock with the entrance to my pussy and I gasped at the
sensations I felt as it moved down through my slit
until I had it lined up. I had never seen or touched an
organ this large before. I couldn't wait to see what it
felt like when it entered me. It was easily twice the
size of Dennis's penis.
I felt Nathan begin to slide the head of his cock into
me and I gasped in pleasure. This was what it was
supposed to feel like! I heard someone whispering, "Oh
yes! More! I want more! Put it in me!"
It was me! I was saying those nasty things!
I opened my eyes and Nathan was still over me,
supporting himself on his strong, muscular arms and
staring down at my face as he slowly entered me. I
reached up and caressed his face as I felt him
penetrate me like I had never been penetrated before. I
tried to pull him down on top of me so that I could put
my arms around him and hold him tight as he entered me.
But he just smiled and stared at my face and slowly
buried his cock inside of me.
When he was perhaps half way in I started whispering,
"Oh my god!" I whispered it over and over and as his
cock continued to enter me I got louder and louder
until he was finally all of the way inside of me. I
couldn't just lie there the way I had every other time
I had had sex, not even if I wanted to. I was grinding
my mound against his pubic mound and begging him to
make love to me.
He smiled and said, "We aren't making love Amanda.
We're fucking! I'm fucking you. You are fucking me. Say
it Amanda. Say 'fuck me'. Tell me to fuck you. Tell me
what you want me to do Amanda.
I had always hated that nasty word. I had never said it
in my life. But now it rolled off of my tongue so
naturally as I almost screamed at him, "FUCK ME! Please
Nathan. Do it. Fuck me! I need you to fuck me hard.
Take me. I need it so bad. FUCK ME GOD DAMN IT!!"
And he did. He began to pull that magnificent cock out
of me and then drive it down harder and harder and with
every violent stroke I rose up to meet it and I began
to chant, "Yes! Yes! Fuck me! I love it! Make me yours!
Oh god Nathan, it has never been like this!"
I started cumming again. The first orgasm came quickly
and then they just started building, one on top of
another and I was totally out of control. I had known
that there were women who enjoyed sex. I had always
wondered why. Now I knew. This was what sex was really
like! This was the most amazing thing I had ever done,
or had done to me. I could never settle for what
masqueraded as sex with my husband now. I knew that I
couldn't give this up. I would do anything for this
young man thrusting his cock into me now.
I reached my arms up around his hard, sweaty body and
held him tight and as much as I had tried to avoid
saying it I heard myself saying, "I love you Nathan.
I'm sorry, I can't help it. I love you!"
That was when he came. He thrust into me, several more
violent strokes that almost hurt. I grunted as his cock
drove into me, but I still thrust my hips back up to
meet his. Then he tensed up and shuddered and I knew
that his cum was filling my vagina. No, my pussy. He
was cumming in my pussy, filling me with his hot seed.
I knew that I couldn't really feel it. But it seemed
like I could.
It went on and on and even before he was finished I
felt his cum begin to drip down between my thighs onto
the rug. It was probably a minute later that he
collapsed on top of me and I hugged his hot sweaty body
to my own. I felt his heart beating in his chest and
his ragged breathing and I wanted to turn him over and
lick his whole body clean.
He got up on his elbows, taking some of his weight off
of me and then he leaned down and kissed me
passionately. I put my arms around his neck and
returned his kiss and now I knew what a soul kiss was.
I put my entire soul into that kiss and I knew that I
belonged to this boy now. If he wanted me I was his. At
that moment I would have left my husband for him if he
had only asked.
I felt more of his warm essence seep out of me and
slide down between my legs and onto the rug and I
didn't care at all. I only cared about his pleasure. I
wanted to stay just like this for the rest of the day.
No, for the rest of the weekend!
Nathan broke the kiss and took a few deep breaths and I
lifted my head and licked the sweat from his neck and
across his chest. As my tongue explored his body he
shivered with pleasure and I almost had another orgasm
just from the mental picture I had of what I was doing.
Nathan shivered once or twice more and then he slowly
pulled his cock free and rolled over onto his back. I
turned onto my side and saw his cock for the first
time. It was, indeed, magnificent. It was longer and
fatter when it was soft than Dennis's cock was when it
was hard.
I reached down and touched it and saw it twitch. It was
covered with our juices and that didn't bother me at
all. My fingers slid over his silky black cock easily
and I was in awe of it. Nathan's skin color was a dark
brown, but his cock looked dark, dark black. It looked
so masculine!
He was watching me examine his cock and smiling and
after a few minutes of my gentle touch he said, "If you
want to fuck again you are going to have to do more
than that."
I looked up at him, not realizing at first what he was
saying. Then it suddenly struck me that he was
suggesting that I use my mouth on his cock! The sudden
realization actually took my breath away for a moment.
I had never done that. Not for anyone. My first two
young lovers would probably have enjoyed it but I had
been too naïve and I suppose that under the
circumstances of our brief unions I never really had
the opportunity present itself. I'm not sure what I
would have done if one of them had tried to get me to
take his penis into my mouth.
Dennis, of course, would never permit such a sinful and
perverse abomination.
Now I stared down at Nathan's soft cock and I realized
that I was going to do it. If Nathan wanted me to suck
his cock I would do it for him.
I ran my fingers over his still slimy, dark, black cock
and then I looked up at him and said, "I probably won't
do a very good job. I have never done it before."
He looked at me as if to say, "How is it possible that
a twenty-five year old woman has never sucked a cock?!"
I took my fingers away from his cock and brought them
to my face. I sniffed them and then I touched my tongue
to the moisture that had accumulated on them. It was
exciting, the idea of what I was doing. It wasn't
pleasant. The taste was sharp, acrid even.
For some reason though, it didn't deter me. The concept
that I was going to actually touch my tongue to that
beautiful cock and take it in my mouth was almost
enough to make me have another orgasm!
I leaned down and when my face was inches from his cock
the smell was very strong. I didn't care. The only
thing I wanted was to please Nathan. I stuck out my
tongue and gently touched it to his cock. I was very
wrapped up in what I was doing but I was so conscious
that he was watching me.
This was just about the nastiest thing that I could
ever imagine doing. It had been all of my life. I had
never used the word, but to say that someone was a
cocksucker had always been the most humiliating and
disparaging thing that you could say about a girl.
I was about to become a cocksucker! I tasted our juices
on his cock and then looked up at him while I thought
about the taste. I decided that it wasn't that bad. And
besides, he hadn't hesitated to run his tongue through
my dripping wet pussy. I may not be a very good
cocksucker yet, but I was going to learn for Nathan.
I kissed his cock all over and then I began to lick
until it was as clean as I could get it. As I licked
his cock it began to twitch and grow and as I moved my
tongue over him I watched in amazement. I thought that
it was big when it was soft! Wow! When it was hard I
couldn't get my fingers all the way around it. I lifted
my head and looked at it and I realized that it had to
be at least nine inches long! Christ! No wonder I had
felt so damned good when I had that thing buried in my
pussy! It was huge!
It had stopped growing and I pulled it up so that it
pointed straight at the ceiling. Then I adjusted my
position so that I had a better angle and slid my lips
down over the soft skin that covered the large head of
his beautiful cock. I shuddered as I realized that for
the first time I had a man's cock in my mouth. Well, he
was still a boy I guess, but he was more of a man than
Dennis or the two boys I had allowed to have sex with
me in high school. He was more of a man than Dennis
would ever be!
Hell! Compared to Nathan, Dennis was a girl!
I took as much of Nathan's cock into my mouth as I
could. It wasn't very much. With his cock touching the
back of my throat there was still a double handful of
cock left over. I tried to take more of him into my
mouth but I began to gag and I pulled back quickly.
I took my mouth away and apologized but he just smiled
and said, "It's your first time. Don't worry. You'll
get better when you've had a little practice."
You'll think it strange, but I felt a warm glow wash
over me as he said that. It was like he trusted me, he
had faith in me, but more importantly he was going to
give me more chances to practice! I was so happy that
if I had a tail it would have been wagging.
As I sucked on the little bit of his cock I managed to
get into my mouth he started giving me instruction on
how to please him. He told me to swallow before I moved
my mouth down over his cock and I wouldn't gag so much.
He told me to be a little more careful with my teeth.
He instructed me on how to use my hands on his shaft in
concert with my mouth to make him feel good.
After a few minutes he said, "I am going to cum in a
couple of minutes Amanda. It is always hard for a girl
the first time or two, but I know you can handle it.
When you feel me start to cum you need to move your
lips up to the head of my dick and just use your hands.
I want you to hold my cum in your mouth until I tell
you to swallow it. I want you to take a moment to get
used to the taste. You'll be having a lot of cum in
your mouth from now on.
I shuddered in pleasure from his words. It occurred to
me that he sounded like the adult and I felt like the
child in this relationship. He had taken complete
charge of me and I loved it! I wanted nothing more than
to belong to him.
I continued sucking his cock and sliding my hand over
the shaft until he groaned and said, "Now Amanda. I'm
cumming now."
I quickly wrapped my lips around the head of his cock
and moved my hand a little quicker and he gasped, "Oh
yeah bitch! That's perfect!"
I had just a moment to enjoy the idea that I was now
his bitch before my mouth was flooded with his hot
sperm. There was so much of it that I was afraid that I
was going to have to swallow to keep it from
overflowing. I felt the urge to gag at first but I
managed to control it and I continued to masturbate him
into my mouth until he reached down and held my hand
still.
I stared at his face through the tears in my eyes and
he smiled down at me and said, "That was great for a
first blowjob Amanda! Thank you."
I felt his cock begin to go soft and he said, "Okay,
gently slide your lips off and sit up now.
I carefully slid my lips off of his cock and he
shuddered as my mouth came away. I sat up and for the
first time I really examined the taste of the mouthful
of cum that I had. It was just so damned exciting!
Nathan had filled my mouth with cum! Damn that turned
me on!
I forced myself to concentrate and I began to savor the
fluid in my mouth. It was not at all pleasant. It was
strong, a little bleachy, not anything that you would
put in your mouth if wasn't for the fact that doing it,
letting Nathan fill my mouth with cum, brought him so
much pleasure. I didn't like the taste, but I would do
this for him any time he wanted me to.
Nathan had shifted around so that he was leaning up
against the couch now and he was gently toying with my
breast as I learned to appreciate the taste of his cum.
After a couple of minutes he said, "Okay bitch,
swallow."
I should have been furious I know. But when he called
me bitch again I shivered excitedly and then I
swallowed. I had to swallow a couple of times to get it
all down. Then I ran my tongue around my mouth and made
sure that I had swallowed it all.
He watched me for a few seconds and then he asked,
"Well, how did you like it?"
I wasn't sure if he was asking about the blowjob or the
taste of his cum. I answered easily though. "I don't
think that much of the taste, but I'll suck your cock
again any time you want me to."
He smiled and squeezed my breast and said, "That's the
perfect answer bitch."