3 comments/ 77545 views/ 7 favorites Big Easy Lessons Ch. 01 By: aspiringDOM Introduction: This is the actual story of how I lost my virginity. Despite the alcohol, my recollection is exceptionally clear, as it always has been after I drink. By and large, the dialog is actually what was said. The story is a bit long, so I've broke it into four parts. Part 1 is an overview and our meeting, 2 further discusses our drunken courtship, 3 finally leads us to bed, and 4 is my redemption. Enjoy and please feel free to comment and I'll feel free to consider or ignore it. ****** I grew up on a small farm in the South. Aside from mom, the house was full of testosterone. The nearest neighbors were a pretty good distance away and their families suffered from the same thing. That makes for a great childhood for a boy as far as playing goes, but it makes it tough on a young man's sexual awakening. Things were just so different then too − no internet, no cable or satellite T.V., no hidden porn around the house, no discussions of sex ... nothing sexual. Sure, I understood the basic concept of reproduction. All I had to do was walk outside and see the farm animals doing one of three things: eating, sleeping, or having sex. Understanding human reproduction, emotions, and relationships was far more complicated. I wasn't even ten when I saw my first picture of a nude woman. Thankfully a neighbor's older brother had a porn magazine and his little brother stole a page for us to look at. Just a single page, but that was enough to really start the curiosity. I remember really liking girls in fourth grade and trying to discuss my feelings with my mom, but that went nowhere quickly. That pretty much summed up my elementary and middle school years: curiosity, no help from home, too shy to really try anything in school, and no other opportunities outside of school to experiment; however there was a growing knowledge that something was very interesting about the opposite sex. By my last year of high school, I had slimmed down, built considerable muscle, and had the broad shoulders and thick chest of an NFL linebacker. This drew attention from the girls in school and women outside of school. Again, I simply had no idea what to do with this attention or even the brains to figure out how to exploit the situation to my benefit. Opportunities really slipped by, but I did get further than ever during my senior year. I had a summer birthday, so by the time I turned 18 we were high school graduates. On my birthday, I ran into town and found a porn store to educate me. I distinctly remember the clerk smiling when he looked at my license and saying congratulations as I bought my first porn vids. I ran home, watched them and learned. It was then that I realized I was too caught up in my worries about not understanding the actual act. Now I had no doubts, no excuses, so I was more than ready. That same week my best friend and I decided to head out of state later that month to visit his older brother. We decided to make a two week road trip out of it, concluding with a few days in New Orleans. Louisiana had only recently changed their legal drinking age and for that matter there was still confusion as to what age one had to be to purchase alcohol. Given the confusion, most places really didn't bother with enforcement. We may have been sheltered growing up, but alcohol was easily obtained so we had many a drunken campfires. I was really looking forward to actually having a drink at a bar though. I was also planning on having sex. I decided I would forgo masturbating for a few weeks before the trip. I survived, but it wasn't easy. When we made it to Dallas, we met my friend's brother and his wife. She was truly a thing of beauty, long hair, tight little body, small tits but a nice handful nonetheless, and an ass to die for. I couldn't take it that night alone in my room. I was rock hard. I'll just touch it. God that feels good I thought to myself. Maybe just a stroke and I can fall asleep thinking about her little ass was my next thought. Two strokes later and my cum was flying everywhere! It was hell trying to clean up because I didn't expect it and the load was enormous. I had never felt so much cum surge through my cock. It was like I was peeing there was so much for so long. A few days later we finally made it to New Orleans and I managed to keep my hands away from my cock after my last mess. We got into our room and headed out within an hour to explore the French Quarter and Bourbon Street. Thankfully a nice barkeep told us to lose the hats because they always carded people with hats figuring them to be underage. Sure enough, he was right and we were soon able to freely enter any place we tried. By mid-evening, we were standing in line at Pat O'Briens. It seemed like an eternity to make it into the bar area to get a drink, but even then we were still in line. The place was packed with people like a stockyard. I was feeling good from the previous beers of the day and just soaking in the atmosphere even though I was just in a line. I felt a body pressing up against me. What the hell was my first thought, then I distinctly felt a set of tits pressing against my chest. As I turned my head forward to see what was going on, my eyes met up with a woman trying to squeeze by to get to the bar. Our eyes remained fixed as she took her time surveying my muscular chest with hers. Before I knew it, she had halfway slid by and my cock flushed with blood like someone opened a fire hydrant on full blast. "Nice tits." I said to myself slowly, quietly, and with a hunger that had nothing to do with my stomach. "What did you say?" she said. The voice was raspy, sensual, and alarming all at the same time. My mind went blank, then I came back to reality when I heard it again "What did you say?" There stood a warm blooded, beautiful woman, probably twice my age with her left tit, stomach, and pubic mound still firmly planted against me asking me what I said. Shit I thought to myself. Did I really say that aloud? I continued to badder myself mentally for seemed like an eternity. "I said, 'nice tits.'" I couldn't believe it. I just said it again ... aloud ... in a very loud voice! She smiled, her face showing some of her age when a few wrinkles formed at the corners of her eyes and the edges of her mouth. She didn't cake on the makeup and her brown hair was curly, but not over processed. I was lost in her dark brown eyes when I realized they were getting really close. Her lips touched mine, her warm tongue darted out to explore while her left hand took a quick and light squeeze of my cock. I know it was only a few seconds, but time stood still as I drank in her warmth, womanliness, smell, and taste. Damn I thought to myself as I reciprocated with my tongue and placed my left hand on her right tit giving it a gentile squeeze. With our mouths clasped together, she managed a muffled "hmmmm" when I squeezed. In one swift motion she broke off contact, slid her hand off my cock and grabbed my hand to guide me out of line to a small open place at the bar that she wanted us to fill. By this time, my friend had noticed the commotion and stood there, eyes wide mouth open, and managing to shake his head a little trying to convince me this wasn't a good idea. I'd like to say I was a good friend, but I had to ditch him to take care of business. I wasn't able to resist. There was no debate, no forethought, no evaluation of the situation, just pure testosterone driven lust. "What do you want to drink?" she asked. "Hell, I don't care, I just want some more of that." I said as I took a very long and deliberate scan of her body. Smiling again, she giggled like a school girl upon hearing that and ordered us a round hurricanes. After a few sips and some silence between use, my cock stopped directing all my actions and I actually realized I might need to find some things out. She didn't look like a hooker, but then again I've never really been in a big city and certainly never in a bar in a big city. "Ok, time to see if this is real or if there's something else going on." I told myself. "So ... that was the best introduction I've ever had." I started off. She tried to snuff a chuckle while taking another sip of her hurricane. "How about we at least exchange names now?" I continued. "I'm Joe." "I'm Lisa" she said with a bit more composure, but still clearly beaming while she thought about the piece of young meat she had managed to reel in. Despite trying my best to focus on the need for information, I couldn't take my eyes off what was before me, which up to this point I had failed to fully admire. Her skirt was the type that flows freely despite only being knee high but manages to cling to her as it gets higher up her body. Her legs were shapely, tan, with muscles clearly indicating she took care of herself. A nice curve formed as her thighs flowed into her hips, hips that seemed to indicate they had born a child or two. Although I had yet to get a good look, her ass appeared to be shapely, especially for her age. It wasn't tiny, but her waist was in proportion to her hips. Then there was her upper body: narrow shoulders and small rib cage, tits that were a solid C cup and holding their own against gravity rather well, a neck that cried out to be nibbled on, lips that were full yet not oversized, and cheek bones that helped frame her lustful smile. Taking another sip of my drink, I tried to focus again on the task at hand instead of the pain that my cock was causing me from being cooped up in my jeans. "You here alone?" I asked. "Nope. I'm here with my girlfriend and her husband." she said pointing towards a table in the distance. As my eyes followed her finger, I saw a couple her age sitting, smiling, and staring back at us like they were watching a theater play. I smiled a little sheepishly and returned my attention to Lisa. "I'm down here trying to get myself ready for a new start." she continued. "I'm from Indie and I just got a divorce. Turns out he was banging his secretary and apparently some other sluts for a number of years now. I suppose ... I suppose I just didn't want to believe it even though I knew for a long time something was wrong." I must have had a quizzical look on my face and to my amazement she knew exactly what I was hung up on. "Indianapolis." she said with her smile returning. "Oh. Never heard it called that." I said while glancing back over at her friends who were still watching us. "Well, I reckon he just didn't appreciate what he had at home." "I love your southern accent." she said with her smile growing and her voice returning to a sensual tone. I gave up, my cock won out. Although I obtained very little information, it was enough for my mind to stop fighting my urges and let them out of the gate and to run free. "God you're so damn hot." I said turning to order us a second round. She sat on the bar stool with me standing against her. Without the slightest bit of thought, I began rubbing her knee and working my way up her inner thigh. "Mmmm, that feels good," her eyes closing slowly, her bottom lip being slightly sucked inward, and her smile growing wider. A moment of reality must have hit her as her eyes suddenly opened and her smile disappeared. "How old are you anyway?" an expression of serious curiosity crossing her face. "Eighteen. In fact, I just turned eighteen a few weeks ago. What about you?" "My oldest son is your age. I'm old enough to be your mom." The words echoed in my head, then I processed her expression and tone which were filled with playfulness, naughtiness, and anticipation. Quickly, I was at ease again. "I ... I'm forty six." For the first time tonight, she was hesitant. Expecting rejection I suppose after a failed marriage and realizing the age difference, her eyes sunk towards the floor. "Didn't I say 'God, you're hot?" I shot back. "No, I believe you said 'God, you're so damn hot!'" Lisa said quickly returning to life. "Lets dance!" And with that she sprung off the bar stool and quickly yanked me towards the crowd. I'm going to cum if she doesn't stop grinding her ass against my burning cock I thought to myself as we danced. There's no doubt this woman has energy and a need for a young man to wear her out. One moment her tits are pressed firmly against me with her hand on my cock, the next her ass is grinding my cock into my thigh ... she's a blur of pent-up sexuality and my own own pent-up desires are killing me. This continued for the better part of an hour, dancing and returning to the bar just long enough to suck down another drink and head back to the dance floor. On one return trip to the bar, she pulled us by her friends' table. Knowing where they were, I glanced at them every-so-often and noted their continued admiration of the theatrical show they were observing. Introductions were brief, then Lisa yanked me back to the bar. "I've got to go to the lady's room." Then with a serious tone exhibiting another bout of self-doubt, she asked "you'll be here when I get back ... right?" "Ya, of course." "You promise?" "I'm not going anywhere." Somewhat satisfied, she quickly pecked me on the lips, squeezed my cock again and was off. Big Easy Lessons Ch. 02 Introduction: This is the actual story of how I lost my virginity. Despite the alcohol, my recollection is exceptionally clear, as it always has been after I drink. By and large, the dialog is actually what was said. The story is a bit long, so I've broke it into four parts. Part 1 is an overview and our meeting, 2 further discusses our drunken courtship, 3 finally leads us to bed, and 4 is my redemption. Enjoy and please feel free to comment and I'll feel free to consider or ignore it. Overview of Part 1: I'm an 18 yr old male, sexually inexperienced, and just made it to New Orleans. While enjoying the liberal alcohol policy of the city with my friend, I met Lisa from Indianapolis at a local bar. She is 46 and a recent divorcee who is trying to forget her marriage with a trip to New Orleans to hang out with her friend. We have been petting and teasing each other throughout the night and she just left for the restroom. ****** I sat there to ponder the events that had transpired thus far only to care about one thing: an extremely attractive woman more than twice my age is after my cock. Damn, I love this city I shouted to myself. Content, I ordered us another round of drinks for her return. Before I knew it, a set of hands were on my shoulders. "Your shoulders are so ... so, strong." Lisa swung around sticking her tongue in my mouth before I could respond. My hand slipped down to her ass grabbing a handful of toned and rounded ass cheek. As she took my seat I offered her, I took my place along side of her again. Leaning into her, I placed a hand on her tit while kissing her and taking her hand in my free hand placing it on my cock. "Mmmm, is that for me?" she purred. "You've been kill'n me all night. I swear I think I'm go'n explode!" "We can't have that" she said as she once again plunged her tongue in my mouth. This time my hand shot all the way up her skirt. She spread her legs slightly as my hand felt its first panty clad pussy. The warmth. The wetness that was soaking through her panties. The exhilaration of doing this in public. My head was spinning and the alcohol coursing through my veins was only part of the reason. Our kiss broke, but my hand continued its inquisition. A bit clumsy at first, I settled down quickly and developed a rhythm to my petting. I stroked slowly and managed to focus my attention on her face. She is clearly in another world I thought to myself. Look at that smile, her labored breathing, and is that her hand caressing her own breast? "Jesus, I'm getting so wet." "Let's see how wet" I said as I eased her panties up with my index finger slipping my hand behind them and my finger into her pussy all in one steady motion. She shuddered and let out a whimper. With her juices coating my virgin finger I marveled at how smooth, warm, almost velvety, and wet her pussy felt and how it gripped at my finger like a mouth sucking on it but so different. "I can't believe you're doing that! She's old enough to be your mother." The young lady tending the bar snarled at us as Lisa and I suddenly jolted back to reality. "This is a public place!" she said firmly as she shook her head scrunching her nose in disapproval while walking away. We just looked at each other smiling as I eased my finger out of her and pulled it up to my lips. I've been waiting an eternity to taste a woman. The smell is hypnotic: musty yet sweet, foreign yet inviting. I had to taste. Placing my finger in my mouth, I sucked hard as I slowly pulled it back out allowing every taste bud along my tongue to become engaged in this experience. "Mmm, that tastes good. We can go back to my room." "I can't just leave my friends here." "That's okay. It's only a few blocks away and I can bring you back so y'all can finish your evening together." "I'm not going to be done with you that quickly. Let's go talk to my friends and see what we can work out." With that, Lisa pulled me over to her friends and again introduced us. Kim, Lisa's friend, quickly shuffled Lisa off for another bathroom run while I was left to sit with Jim. "Sure looks like you two are having fun." Jim started. "That's an understatement." I said as my shyness started to return. "Especially when you had your hand in her pussy." I couldn't help but laugh and smile. "That was definitely a fun time. Suppose y'all got an eye full." We sat in silence for a while when I began to wonder about Lisa. It seemed to be taking a while. I turned to look towards the bathrooms and saw her and Kim talking. It didn't look like a heated conversation, but certainly a serious one anyway. Turning back to Jim, I figured I'd just let it all hang out. "I tried to get her back to my room, but she didn't want to leave y'all here." "So, you wanna fuck her, huh?" Jim said while arching his eyebrow and taking another sip of his beer. "Hell ya I do." "You realize, Joe, she's old enough to be your mom." "I know and she's so damn hot." "Are you really sure you want to this?" "Look, I realize there's an age difference. I know she's recently divorced. I reckon we both just wanna have some fun." That seemed to satisfy him. Looking again back towards Lisa, I assumed she was having the same conversation with Kim. Both of them look back at me and gave me a giant smile. It's on I said to myself. With that, they returned to the table and Kim asked if I'd like a ride home with them. Once we made it to the car and I finally had a chance to sit down without loud music and people yelling, combined with the alcohol and hours of working myself up into a frenzy, I got sleepy. It did, however, occur to me that I knew nothing about these people. Well, I told myself, your big enough to take on Jim and the girls by yourself. I just hope they don't have a gun or a knife. With that self-reassurance, I started to nod off. "You better stay awake back there." Jim piped up. To that, Lisa, who had been awkwardly silent and keeping to herself, leaned over and started rubbing my crotch. My cock suddenly jumped back to life as I looked over at Lisa flashing me another one of those lustful smiles. Jim made some small talk to keep me going while Lisa's hands returned to her side of the seat. Big Easy Lessons Ch. 03 Introduction: This is the actual story of how I lost my virginity. Despite the alcohol, my recollection is exceptionally clear, as it always has been after I drink. By and large, the dialog is actually what was said. The story is a bit long, so I've broke it into four parts. Part 1 is an overview and our meeting, 2 further discusses our drunken courtship, 3 finally leads us to bed, and 4 is my redemption. Enjoy and please feel free to comment and I'll feel free to consider or ignore it. Overview of Parts 1 & 2: I'm an 18 yr old male, sexually inexperienced, and just made it to New Orleans. While enjoying the liberal alcohol policy of the city with my friend, I met Lisa from Indianapolis at a local bar. She is 46 and a recent divorcee who is trying to forget her marriage with a trip to New Orleans to hang out with her friend. We have been petting and teasing each other throughout the night. After some serious exploring of her body, her friends gave me a ride to enjoy the remainder of the night with Lisa. ****** Before I knew it, we were getting out of the car and walking inside Jim and Kim's home. Not a word was said as Lisa guided me to her bedroom. "You gotta use the bathroom?" she asked. I shook my head no. "I'm going to freshen up, I'll be right back." I sat on the bed and took a quick look around. A suit case. Some clothes tossed here and there. Looks like someone visiting from out of town. I suppose you haven't fucked up after all I told myself as I let my guard down and relaxed completely for the first time since we stepped out of the bar. The bathroom door opened and Lisa stepped into the room shutting the door behind her. Something was different. It wasn't her clothes or anything, it was her demeanor. No words were spoken as I smiled at her. The playfulness was gone. She shed all her clothes before I could blink or even look over the body that had been pressed against me most of the night. This woman is on a mission I thought to myself. She was yanking my shirt off, my shoes, my socks, my pants, and my boxers before I knew it. Animal instincts took over. I reached up and wrapped my hands around the tops of her hips giving her a yank towards the bed. She fell onto the bed grunting as she grabbed the back of my head and shoved my head into her pussy. Everything was moving so fast, but I finally had a brief moment to admire my first pussy. Lisa kept her hair trimmed, but she kept a full bush with a long rectangular strip of curly brown hair leading to the start of her clit's hood. It's like a little dick I briefly thought to myself admiring her clit. Her pussy lips were dark, long, and curled up along their edges which I couldn't help but think looked like a piece of cooked bacon as my brain tried to take in the unfamiliar surroundings. My tongue instinctively jetted out and without any hesitation dove straight into her pussy. "Uuuuhh! Oh, god ya. That's it, eat my pussy!" she ordered. The taste just wasn't the same like back at the bar. She washed up while in the bathroom it occurred to me as I feasted on her. In short order, her butt raised off the bed while she pushed my face into her pussy. Grabbing an ass cheek in each hand, I pushed my face harder into her while pulling her back into me. My tongue was extended as far as possible in her tunnel while my nose pressed so hard against her clit and pubic mound I couldn't breath through my nose. I was left with no option but to try to breath through my mouth which just caused me to suck her entire pussy into my mouth. My nose stimulating her clit and my mouth pulling her entire pussy in caused her to wrap her legs around my neck and grab my hair as she pushed me in further. Panic actually set in for a second as I realized I had no air in my lungs, a pussy completely sucked into my mouth, a clit, clit hood, and a pubic mound blocking my nose, and a woman hell bent on shoving my head in her womb with not only her hands but now her legs too. At this point, Lisa started bucking and thrashing which allowed just enough room to suck some air into my lungs through my nose along with her pubic hair. "Shhhhit I'm cuuummming!" she squealed as her entire body suddenly lurched off the bed stiff as a board, her legs clamping around my head with a death grip and her hands pulling at my hair. I thought I was going to black out because I still hadn't gotten a full breath when she finally went limp and I shot my head out between her legs gasping for air like a sprinter in the Olympics. My head fell down on her stomach with my mouth sucking in air and public hair as I tried to fill my lungs. The room was spinning and I was having trouble seeing. It was just a moment, but it felt like forever before the room stopped spinning and the black spots in my vision were gone. With the return of normalcy, I felt something dripping down my face. Taking a lick as my hands were still buried under her ass, I tasted that sweet and tangy juice that I remembered at the bar. "I think I've got pussy juice all over my face" I said in a matter-of-fact tone. I could feel her chest heaving after her orgasm subsided but now it was bouncing as she giggled. "Let me taste some of that" she said as she eased her grip on my hair letting her hands slide down to my ears and pulling me up towards her. "You do have my pussy juice all over your face." Lisa's tongue took a long lap up my cheek. I thought I'd finally have a chance to explore her body, but I had allowed just enough time for her to recover and return to her mission with a renewed vigor. Her tongue quickly shot back into my mouth as she wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me over so she could straddle me. My cock was as hard as ever, but she grabbed it and stuffed it in her pussy so quick that I didn't even feel her hands. If you call jackhammering a rhythm, then we had one hell of a rhythm going. Her tits were bouncing and hair flying like she was attached to bungee rope yanking her back in the air after each flying leap onto my cock. I didn't even know what to do with my hands because she was blur on top me, so I just surrendered to let her fuck herself silly on my cock. I know it was only a matter of minutes, but it seemed like an eternity. The friction around my cock started hurting as she began drying up due to her age, all the alcohol, or just the sheer speed of her body. My balls felt bruised from hours of stimulation at the bar without any relief and the alcohol was wearing off causing me to be extremely sleepy. "I ... I can't cum!" I finally shouted. I was too tired and frustrated to care how embarrassing it was to admit defeat when this was my first time having sex. She suddenly stopped, smiled lovingly and leaned forward on me. "It's okay baby. What if I give you a blow job?" "I'm just too goddamn drunk." I said again in pure frustration. Big Easy Lessons Ch. 04 Introduction: This is the actual story of how I lost my virginity. Despite the alcohol, my recollection is exceptionally clear, as it always has been after I drink. By and large, the dialog is actually what was said. The story is a bit long, so I've broke it into four parts. Part 1 is an overview and our meeting, 2 further discusses our drunken courtship, 3 finally leads us to bed, and 4 is my redemption. Enjoy and please feel free to comment and I'll feel free to consider or ignore it. Overview of Parts 1, 2, & 3: I'm an 18 yr old male, sexually inexperienced, and just made it to New Orleans. While enjoying the liberal alcohol policy of the city with my friend, I met Lisa from Indianapolis at a local bar. She is 46 and a recent divorcee who is trying to forget her marriage with a trip to New Orleans to hang out with her friend. We have been petting and teasing each other throughout the night. After some serious exploring of her body, her friends gave me a ride to enjoy the remainder of the night with Lisa. Our initial sex was fast, furious, and neither started or ended like I had always envisioned. Opening my eyes, I scanned my surroundings. Where am I? This doesn't look like the hotel. The clock glowed 5:40 am. I rolled over rubbing my eyes. Holy shit I murmured as I saw a woman laying beside me with her back to me. Everything came back to me. Everything. I must have passed out after my last declaration of defeat. The exhaustion of traveling, dancing, and simply staying up so long had caught up with me during sex. Sure, I was somewhat drunk, but not all that much which was confirmed by the fact that I was awake after only a couple of hours of sleep and although tired, I wasn't feeling the affects of alcohol anymore. Well, I'll be damned if I'm going down in flames like that. As I slid my body towards Lisa, I lifted the covers allowing my first unobstructed view of her ass. Those curves are just what I remembered and her ass cheeks were nice and firm. I'll be damned I thought to myself. She's really good look'n, it wasn't just the alcohol. I wormed my way over to spoon her. Her breathing was soft. Her warmth felt good in the air conditioned room. I want more. My hand slowly reached around her and found her right breast. As I cupped it in my hand, I felt her nipple harden between my fingers. I kneaded her nipple between my fingers enjoying the feeling of a breast in my hand; her breathing began to pick up. I could feel my cock stiffen and began pressing between her ass cheeks. I stretched my neck so I could start nibbling on her earlobe. Her breathing was getting heavier and she started to squirm a little. "Mmm. I like that." she whispered. I didn't say a word. I just kept nibbling and kneading, but my hips started to involuntarily gyrate causing my cock to inch its way down her crack and slip between her legs. I could feel the heat from her pussy against my head and shaft. She began to stretch, squeezing my cock between her legs. Her head turned, eyes fluttering as she worked the sleepiness out of her eyes, and she smiled. "Ready for more, huh?" Again, without saying a word, I turned her over and began sucking on her nipples. At first, Lisa was quiet as she continued to wake up. Her nipples felt so hard but rubbery. I worked my mouth back and forth between each nipple while lowering my cock against her pubic mound. The feeling of her soft pubes against my cock felt so good as I stroked the underside of my cock against her mound. By this point, Lisa was fully awake. Her hips were matching my stroking and her nails started digging into my back. I released her nipple from my lip-grasp and slowly kissed my way down towards her womanhood. As I neared her bellybutton, she giggled a little and began pushing my head further south. I kissed the top of her public hair strip and sucked in a little skin with it. With my chin now rubbing against her clit, she let out a sigh. Placing my hands on the back of her legs just below the curve of her ass, I started exploring the area between her pussy and asshole. Her hips started slowly grinding into me and I could once again smell her musty juices. My tongue stretched out to lap up the first bit of juices that had started pooling at the bottom of her pussy. As I continued lapping at her pussy, I allowed my hand to rest against her mound and my thumb start slow circular motions around her clit. My other hand rubbed her asshole while a finger slipped into her pussy allowing my tongue to work in tandem with my other hand on her clit. "Oh, yes." she hissed. My assault on her clit, pussy, and asshole began to quicken. Her hips made circular motions, pushing against my face and hands. She continued to make sounds of exhilaration, but was unable to compose an actual word. As before, her ass shot up off the bed, everything stiffing, her hands slamming onto the bed grabbing handfuls of sheets, and a last gasp of air rushing into her lungs. "Christ!" she grimaced through clinched teeth. With that, her body seemed to levitate off the bed as convulsive shock waves shook her body. Again, a rush of fluid coated my hand and mouth. I tried to capture her juices, but with my hand in the way warm liquid dripped from my wrist and chin. My hands stopped their assault while I cleaned up her cum with my tongue. Her body fell to the bed and I retracted my hands, allowing my breath to cool her clit and make her pubic hair sway in the breeze. I was determined to savor every moment of my cock entering her pussy. Lisa was still recovering from my handiwork, but her legs spread as I positioned myself. My inexperience struck again. Instead of guiding myself into her, I allowed my cock to dangle freely and tried to take a stable at her. My aim was a little high, so I glanced off her opening, spreading her lips, and slid up across her clit. "Goddamn!" she shouted as her body suddenly jerked. "You've got be careful honey. I'm too sensitive down there still." "I'm sorry ... I ..." "That's okay." Hearing my disappointment at myself, she smiled and wrapped her hand around my cock. "Don't worry. Let me guide that to were it belongs." With that, she pushed my cock down a little and I felt my head start to spread her open. Without the alcohol, I could finally absorb all the sensations my cock was feeling. She was warm, damp, and smooth feeling around my cock. "You feel tight." I said factually not really thinking about the ramifications of the statement. "You sound surprised." "No, I've just never. Well, I've never had sex before. Aside from earlier." "You were a virgin?" "Were." I said as I developed a slow rhythm feeling her muscles contracting around me each time I entered her. Her smile broadened as she reveled in the delight of taking my virginity and having a very young man eagerly desiring her. Our rhythm and breathing increased as my balls began making a slapping noise against her ass. Within a matter of minutes sweat was dripping from my face and we were both grunting. "Cum in me. I wanna feel your cum in me." Between hearing a woman saying such a thing to me and the new sensations grasping my cock, my cock twitched. The tightening I felt in my balls when I masturbated suddenly came over me and in less than a stroke I could feel my cum sprinting its way up my shaft. Instinctively I stopped my rhythm and slammed my cock as far as I could into her pussy. My toes curled as waive after of waive of spasms rocked my cock and my cum filled her pussy. I remained in my yoga cum pose until the only spasms I felt were her pussy trying to pull more cum from my drained balls. Looking down at Lisa, her eyes were nearly closed her smile was so big. I fell to her side finally drawing air into my lungs. "It must be late in the morning" I thought to myself as my eyes adjusted to the light. I looked towards the clock, 8:15 am. After that last session, I exhausted myself and I suppose I passed out again. Her arm was wrapped around me, leg across mine, and she was exhaling against my neck. As I starting running my fingers through her hair, I felt my cock starting to grow again. I want more. I let my other hand start to roam about her shoulders and chest. Lisa started stirring and her eyes slowly opened up again with a smile. "Are you serious? Again?" she chuckled. "I reckon I can't get enough." I said as my hand once again found her breast, my fingers encircling her stiffening nipple. "I've forgotten what it's like. I haven't had sex more than once in a night in years." Rolling into each other, our lips met and our tongues intertwined in a now familiar dance. Her hand started rubbing my chest, running her fingers through the fair amount of chest hair I had already developed. I was already hard and her thigh was rubbing my cock. Slowly, tongues still dancing, she rolled over on top of me. Lowering her ass, she guided my cock to her entrance. I could feel the heat, but not the dampness I had become accustomed to feeling. She slowly pushed back allowing my head in and then started grinding her clit into my pubic bone. After a few grinds, more kissing, and more groping of her tits, I felt the wetness return and less resistance as she backed herself further down my shaft. Once my cock was fully engulfed in her womanhood, she raised herself off me. I was struck by the beauty I could only now fully see in the morning's light. Her breasts were not stiff, but their battle against gravity was going well. Her nipples looked like large erasers on top of dark silver dollars. I could make out the bottom of her ribcage as her body narrowed towards her waist and flared dramatically at her hips that were draped around my hips. The top of her trimmed rectangle was visible while the remainder was tangled amongst my public hairs. The contrast of her hairs and mine was visible and exciting. I reached out to grabbing her hips while she developed her rhythm. I could feel my balls squishing against her ass cheeks with each downward thrust she gave me. Her walls kept flexing against my cock each time she lowered herself on me and released slowly with each withdrawal. "You keep that up and I'll be cumming in no time." I protested. She just gave me a devilish grin while she bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and returned to her task. I moved one of my hands to the front of her pussy and found her button. It was difficult to keep my thumb against her clit, but finally learned to push my palm against her pubes, relax my arm, and allow it to follow her motions. "Now you're going to make me cum in no time." she sighed with a toothy grin. I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her towards me. Giving her a kiss, I twisted us over so I was once again on top without dismounting her from my cock. I leaned back giving me a view of my cock going in and out of her. I slowed my pace so I could take the view in longer. My cock would slide in and out, glistening from her juices with a little white cream sticking to our pubes. "Enjoying the view?" she teased. With that I leaned forward again, kissed her, and started pumping her with all my might. "Yeah, fuck me. Harder!" I was starting to tire as I pounded as hard and fast as I could. Her nails were digging into my back, my balls actually started to hurt a little from slapping against her ass so hard. She wasn't gripping my cock anymore causing it to glide easily in her well lubricated hole. Her breathing was quick and labored while she grunted from the force of my thrusts. "Fuck me harder!" I could feel my cum brewing. Her walls suddenly contracted around my cock and she let out a low, long growl. Just as I felt my first contraction, I sat up pulling my cock out. My first shot of cum arced up and on her belly while the remaining jets became entangled in her pubes. I continued to slowly slide my still twitching cock against her pussy. Her hands slid down and she started rubbing my cum into her pubes and stomach, taking a little on her finger and sliding it between her lips. I had never witnessed anything more erotic. "Damn, I love this." I said as I fell to her side in a heaping sweat of a mess. We talked for a few minutes, but I was once again out of energy and found myself dozing off. When I awoke, I was alone, but I heard the shower turning off. As I lay there, I couldn't believe that my cock was growing again. By the time Lisa returned, I was ready for another round. "I'm ready again" I said proudly jerking my head towards the tent I made in the covers. "I just got cleaned up. You need to as well and I've got to catch a flight. Do you want to call your friend to pick you up?" Realizing the fun was over, I also realized I hadn't thought things through as well as I gave myself credit for. I didn't know where I was other than in a suburb of New Orleans. I didn't have my truck. I didn't know the name of the hotel I was staying at and even if I did, I had the keys to my truck so my friend couldn't drive out to pick me up. "Shit. I don't even know where my hotel is. How much you figure a cab is from here to the French Quarter?" "Fifty or sixty bucks." "I'm screwed. I don't have but a couple of dollars on me." "Don't worry, we'll take you back and I'll even buy you some lunch." With that, she leaned over, gave me a kiss and thanked me. I headed for the shower to feel a little normal again. Her friends weren't thrilled with having to take Lisa's boy-toy back, but they were accommodating. We ended up on a fairy and Lisa and I were leaning against the railing enjoying the warm breeze against our skins. "I hope you enjoyed last night." I said as I wrapped my arm around her waist and leaned in for a kiss. Lisa's eyes darted around and she gave me a quick, platonic peck on the lips. It was fun, but I guess it's over, I thought to myself. I inhaled a wonderful bowl of jambalaya while everyone conversed. After I finished my last bite, I could feel it was time to leave. I thanked Lisa and her friends for their generosity as I excused myself and headed towards the doors. "Joe." I turned to see Lisa quickly walking towards me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she planted her lips on me, slipping her tongue in my mouth one last time. Inhaling deeply, she said "You're so cute. I really enjoyed you. Have a safe trip home." Without waiting for a response, she released me and hurriedly returned to her table. I worked my way back to somewhat familiar surroundings reflecting on my good fortune the entire way back. As I approached my hotel, I suddenly felt ill. Aside from trying to figure out how to get back to my hotel a few hours ago, I hadn't thought about my friend since early last night when I blew him off. It's going to be long drive back home. I'm such a shit ... but not a virgin shit anymore I thought to myself as I smiled again.