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Erika: A Young Woman: Lessons Ch. 01

By: PhilMc



Erika was the 25 year old daughter of old friends. We had known her from a baby, and seen her become a young woman. I was suddenly becoming more aware of her sexuality. She had a nice little body, small boobs (but enticing), a slim waist, nice hips and shapely legs. I liked the look of her pussy in slacks. However, I was fairly sure she was still a virgin. 

She'd never had a steady boyfriend. She was not shy, was in fact socially confident, a teacher. She had always mixed with the aults as a child and seemed more interested in them than in other children at times. I knew she would probably put younger men off, because she was so seemingly confident and self-possessed, and maybe even a little old-fashioned in her ways. 

She was keen for me to see her new apartment, so I decided to take up her invitation, but maybe to go on my own, without my wife. 

I knocked at her door. She was of course surprised to see me, but happy that I had come at last to see her place. She was wearing a light blouse, which showed a little cleavage, and denim jeans. She was a little flustered, a little flushed even. We had a good look around the apartment. 

It was very well set up, neat and pretty – like Erika, really, I remarked. She looked at me quizzically, not used to me flirting. When we were looking in her bedroom, I noticed her nervousness that she was showing a man into her temple. I made a joke along these lines and she sort of laughed it off with a nervous giggle, as if it hadn't occurred to her that I was a man. 

When we got to the kitchen, there was a half-full champagne bottle on the table, and a small amount in a glass. She offered me a glass and I accepted. I noticed she had a little more herself, so she must have been at least a little tipsy. We sat and talked as we had never talked before. 

I steered the conversation on to boyfriends. She admitted she didn't have one and I said that that was a failing more in the boys than her, if they couldn't see what a prize she was. She giggled a little and thanked me for the compliment. She said she thought she scared boys off, because she may have seemed more mature. 

That led us onto some jokes about mature men and whether she preferred them, and she admitted that maybe that was the case. I asked why. She said she felt more comfortable with them, and they were more experienced, knew more about the world. 

...and love?" I asked. She looked a little taken aback, but agreed. 

"And maybe they know more about loving a young woman?" Again, she looked at me strangely, but again she agreed. 

"Maybe a young woman like you needs a mature man to show her how to love..." 

"Maybe," she said, growing coquette-ish. 

"So, how would that go?" I teased. 

"I don't know" 

"Would she make the first move, or him?" I asked

"Oh he would" she teased. 

"I think so too," I agreed, "But he might need an encouraging sign."

"What would that be?" she says. 

"Oh. I don't know, but he would know it when he got it."

She looked puzzled. I laughed. Just kidding, I assured her.

"Let's look at the advantages of a mature man," I suggested. 

"Oh, yes, and what are they?" she said. Somewhere a line or two had been crossed, and my cock was starting to strain against my shorts. I was not sure that she hadn't seen the bulge appear.

"He can be the teacher: the young woman need have no fear of her performance, because he is sure that he is likely to know more than her." 

"He can take his time, because it's not his first time, and he's aware that it's better not to rush..."

"I can't believe we are having this conversation, Brian," she interrupted.

"Why not, because you never thought that I was a man?"

"No, I just never considered that we would ever be talking about sex"

"Are we talking about sex?" I teased. " I thought we were talking about sensuality. I love a sensual woman" She giggled.

"So let's talk more about a mature man: He will be gentle because he doesn't want to hurt her – and he wants to show her he can do it well!" [she giggled again]

"Another advantage of older men is that you can tend to rely on them having had a vasectomy and being very careful about their ... health..." I said cheekily "So she is safe to play."

She suddenly said, "Brian, since we are talking about this, I think I should tell that I think I am frigid" and I knew that she had accepted what was happening and was considering whether she would so it....

"Nonsense," I said, "Very few women actually are frigid..all that means is that a woman can't climax or hasn't yet climaxed...it usually just takes the right person or moment for them to reach a sexual climax" A little shiver ran up her, I noticed, and she looked down, then...

"What about Sara?" I knew that she would worry about my wife, but I also could tell that she really wanted me to debate with her, and convince her that what we were doing was okay...I told her that Sara was a lovely woman but had not much interest in sex these days, so she might be grateful that I was being kept happy by a younger woman..told her that no matter what we did, I would always love Sara above all else, and not let anything come in the way of our marriage...I wouldn't be telling Sara about this, and expected Erika to keep a confidence, but that didn't make it wrong: I simply judged it better not to tell Sara..besides, Erika might not be the first...had she considered that I might have done another young woman the same service previously? 

So, if it's already happened, she neeedn't feel guilty about tempting me...and lots of other arguments... eventually I could see that Erika's conscience was satisfied

As we had another drink, I suggested she put on some soft music. She did so, happy to break momentarily from the tension. "How would all this start?" she said, as the music began. 

"Let me show you," I said. Her eyes widened as if I had said I was going to fuck her right there. 

"Hold out your hand"...she held out her hand tentatively..."he'd take her by the hand"...she was shaking, I noticed, as I took her soft young hand in mine..."and lead her to her room"...she came quite willingly, I noticed, as we entered her bedroom - hand in hand now

..I turned and looked her in the eyes. "He'd say to her "I will be gentle and not do anything you don't want me to do""... she smiled nervously..."he'd say again that this is perfectly safe. He'd sit them on the bed [doing that] and take off her shoes": I did so slowly, caressing each foot as it was uncovered, and kissing each one..."Then he'd slowly tenderly undress her"...my hands were excited, but I managed to coolly undo her blouse and take it off: she was wearing a bright red bra, probably her naïve idea of a "cool" under-garment.

...I wondered how she would react to me undoing it, so I said..."Remember, Erika, I will only do what you want me to, and I will take things slowly, not like a younger man"...she smiled and turned her back so I could undo the clasps: this was very promising indeed! 

The bra was undone and she let it come off over her arms, but she crossed her arms over her breasts...I let her go, and simply ran my hand over the small of her back in a gentle way, saying 

"I love women's backs, they are so strong and sensual" – to take the focus away from her naked breasts...then I said that the mature man would ask the young woman to stand in front of him..she did so a little tentatively again, her breasts still covered by her folded arms. That meant that she couldn't react when I undid her jeans and pulled them slowly over her smooth hips. 

She had on bright red bikini pants, tiny little delicate things. I noticed she was goose-pimpled and shaking, so I encouraged her to lie on the bed and covered her with a sheet. Despite it being a hot day, she was glad of that, and her arms came away from her breasts. I asked her to close her eyes, assuring her again that I would not rush things. She tried to relax. I clasped and unclasped my hands to make sure that they were not cold when I touched her.

The music drifted through her little apartment..I touched her hair and spent some time sitting on the bed stroking her blonde hair. When she seemed more relaxed, I began stroking her shoulders above the sheet. I kissed her neck softly and said she was beautiful, and had skin so soft and smooth. 

I reached under the sheet and softly laid my hand on her flattened right breast. She gasped at first, but let my hand stay there. I deliberately let it just hold her breast for some time, as my mouth nuzzled her neck and my other hand smoothed her hair. Her little bud breasts felt soft but perky. When I had her confidence, I began running my finger around her nipple, which was very erect by now. She stiffened..."Let's enjoy ourselves first" I said, "Relax. I won't enter you until you ask me to..if you don't ask, it won't happen" (when I said the word "enter", I noticed that she took in a breath, but she didn't reply). 

I kept playing with her breast and she let me do what I wanted after a while, so I moved onto the other breast. I moved the sheet slowly down to her belly...kissed her breasts..licked her nipples, my hands now feeling her young body above the waist. 

I told her again not to worry..."I won't try to enter you until you ask me" as I kissed her breast. 

She said "Oh, this feesl so nice, Brian". 

"I knew you would like it. Just relax and enjoy. This should be a nice time for you" I said as I ran fingers over her breasts and belly, drawing the sheet down to run my hands now down her thighs. I pulled the sheet right back, since she was no longer cold. I kissed her calves and feet then moved my lips up her thighs, kissing and running my hands along them. 

I played around on her pants above the mound of her pussy. I moved up (she still had her eyes tight shut) and whispered in her ear "Let's get rid of these naughty panties, eh?" She moved to let me pull her panties over her hips. "Lovely," I said, "What a lovely little pussy" She almost opened her eyes as she giggled at that. 

Her pussy was covered in soft silky brown hair. Her legs were clamped shut. I let my fingers play through the pussy hairs and said "Has anyone done this with you?"

..."No" she whispered.

"Never?"

"No"...

I kept my hand playing on her pussy, my other hand on her breast as I put my mouth hext to her ear "Have you ever pleasured yourself?" She stiffened again, shocked, her eyes open 

"What?". 

I looked at her, my hands in place on her private parts 

"You know what I mean, Erika.. have you ever?" 

She decided that when a man has his hands on those bits, it's time to be honest: "Sometimes, but I don't get anything out of it" she admitted. 

"Lesson one," I said, "I will show you how it works." She looked intrigued. 

I started fingering her pussy, and she slowly relaxed when she could see I was being gentle, so her legs parted a little more...enough for me to get a finger running in her crack. I could feel the bud moisten. There was an audible catch in her throat. I starting slowly fingering her pussy which grew more moist. 

"How does this feel?". 

"Nice" 

"Like when you do it yourself?". 

Her eyes were closed, and a dreamy look on her face as she said., "Mmm..nicer than that" 

Soon, her hips started moving and she started this sort of low murmuring. I kissed her breasts again, then poised above mouth and kissed her on the lips Slowly her lips parted, in an inexperienced way, and I tried to guide her with my tongue....then I moved off her mouth to her breast again and down her belly. 

When she realised what I was aiming at, she grabbed my head and tried to pull me up, but I resisted. "No, just try this for a little while," I said. "If you don't like it, tell me, and I will stop". 

She let me go. Her legs involuntarily closed on my finger, but I let it and began kissing her pussy hairs and lapping at the top of her crack. Almost as soon as I started licking, she started moaning, and her legs opened, and I knew she wouldn't be asking me to stop anytime soon. However, after a minute or so of licking, I teased her by stopping and saying. "OK honey. Shall I continue?" 

She kept her eyes closed as she replied "Oh yes, don't stop yet". She giggled. 

Soon she was moving in rhythm and moaning loudly, grunting almost...she grabbed my head, but this time didn't pull me off, more to hold me there. Then she twisted and bucked and rippled all at once, and I knew she had orgasmed. I moved up to hug her still-quivering slim body. 

She was panting. "Oh Brian, Brian, that was amazing...is that what it's about? You do that so well" I assured her it was down to experience, I was not like a young man who just wants to get his cock in. She giggled at that. 

I said, "But speaking of that..would you like to move on to lesson two now?" 

She smirked a little "Oh. What's that?" 

"Well, lesson two little chickadee is lovemaking in the traditional style...but you have to ask me...I told you I wouldn't enter you unless you asked me" 

I wondered whether she would get cold feet and decide that lesson one was enough rule-breaking, so I was delighted when she said in a hsuky voice as I cupped her breasts,  "Brian, would you please enter me?"  

She was smiling and relaxed, she lay back spreadeagled and naked on the bed to watch my next move. 

I had already removed my sandals, now I stripped my shirt and shorts off. She looked hard at my cock, smirking but fascinated. This would be her first one, I knew. I said "It's not big on the scale of things, my dear - but given your little inexperienced pussy, that's probably a good thing." As I said that I leaned over and kissed the said pussy. She giggled and gingerly touched my cock, then bacame more game and put her fingers around it I got onto the bed beside her. She spread her legs and I poised myself abover her cunt entrance. 

I could feel her tensing a little. "Relax, I won't hurt you" I said, "Tell me to stop if it hurts"  She kissed my mouth in reassurance "Ok" 

As I pressed, the entrance gave quite easily, and I was in before she realised it. 

"I'm in, my dear. Normally I would start thrusting now, but we will take it a little slower today." We kissed; this time she used her tongue immediately. 

I could feel how wet her pussy was. I began moving, she responded, pushing against me. 

She had her eyed open now, drinking this first time in: "Oh, Brian, is love making always this nice?" 

"Yes, most of the time, honey...as long as you want it to be...all it needs is a stiff cock and a wet pussy" We were both a little breathless, both making sex-noises. 

She was pushing against my cock. I came sooner than I would have liked and she did not cum this time, but she grabbed me hard when she realised I had climaxed. She said in my ear "Have you done it, Brian?" 

I smiled at this and said "Yes, I am done, Erika, you are officially fucked by an older man" . I hesitated to say that she was no longer a virgin. She turned her head to mine and kissed me on the lips, my cock falling out of her now-sloppy cunt. We held each other tight for some time, talking about sex and cumming and what it was like. 

I aksed whether her pussy was sore, and she assured me it was fine. I apologised that she hadn't cum when I was in her, and told her that that was special when it happened, but it was far more rare than it looked like in movies or novels. I asked where she kept her tissues and showed her how couples clean up afterwards. Than we got back on the bed and played with each other gently.

Later, when my cock started raising its head again, we did a little bit of joking about cocks and what they were like. I suggested lesson three: her eyes grew wide as she asked what lesson three was. I explained that it was another position that most people liked, male and female, since it gave more pleasurable feelings and allowed deep penetration without pain.  

I could see she had become a very keen pupil, and didn't need much convincing. So I quickly got her set up doggy style, with her bum in the air: what a gorgeous young arse she had: soft but firm. Lovely rounded hips. I suggested she lower her head onto the pillow if she wanted. She seemed a little fearful, so I kissed her bum and thighs a little, feeling her cunt with my figers until she was sloppy. 

Then I positioned myself behind her, and pushed slowly at her cunt. She made a little initial resistance. I repeated that I wouldn't hurt her and she should tell me to stop when it hurt. So I began feeling her little boobs as they hung down, and running my hands all over her. 

I kept my cock just on her slit. When I pushed again, I went straight in. She sighed. I started thrusting slowly. "Oh, that feels nice," she said. 

I repeated my suggestion that she drop her head onto the pillow. She did so this time. Soon, we were both thrusting, my hand again on her tit and nipple, then reached around started feeling her clit. She moaned a little, lifted her leg a little to make sure I had access, and kept pushing at me. She was concentrating hard, wanting to cum with me in her this time, I suspected. 

I tried to focus on something to hold off. She didn't help this by reaching back with her little hand and stroking my balls. This girl was learning too fast! Anyway her grunts had become little whimpers and I could tell she was cumming, so I let go with a spurt. I tried to keep hard long enough to bring her off, too, and more or less succeeded. She twisted again and again, whimpering and crying out in her throat like a polite Victorian lady trying to hide her orgasm from her husband. I was delighted that she came while I was still in her: that was another part of her education.

We collapsed on the bed and I promptly fell asleep. Half an hour later I awoke. She was draped over me, her hair on my arm, and her hand covering my sleeping cock. She too had slept.

I was a little awkward now, not sure whether to ask to repeat this liaison. Would she want to move on? Was she bored already with this 55 year old lover? 

She helped me out: "You know, Brian, she said, pecking my lips, "I'm so glad you were my first... love teacher [I knew I was her first anything but I let that go out of politeness]. You are such a wonderful lover. I'm probably too young and virginal for you... but I would really love you to teach me more about love between a man and a woman" 

I was excited by this and my cock twitched. I knew she could feel my response because her hand was stillon my cock. "Down boy," I said, "You've had enough activitiy for today". I kissed her wetly on the mouth and said "Till next lesson, then, Erika dear".

To be continued.....

Erika: A Young Woman: Lessons Ch. 02



Note: To really appreciate this story, you should really read the first episode, called simply "Erika, ...Part1".

*

We had arranged to message each other via SMS during the week. We arranged to meet again on the next Saturday afternoon, when I would tell Sara that I had some hardware shopping to do. Some of Erika's messages were quite saucy, and I could see that the relatively naïve young woman was learning very fast indeed! I was very excited about getting together again with my young protege, and teaching her more about sex and sensuality.

When I arrived on the Saturday afternoon, bottle of champagne in hand, Erika greeted me at the door in mid-sentence. She was talking loudly to someone behind her in her unit. Clearly she was warning me that she had visitors. Damn, said my cock! I placed the champagne at the front door for later retrieval and followed her inside. 

One of her girlfriends, Sonja, was there. I knew Sonja slightly so I stayed to chat. I bluffed my way through by pretending to have come back to Erika's place to look for a USB key I might have dropped when I was looking over the unit the previous week. I looked for glances between the girls to see if Sonja was onto me. There was no hint of this. To her, I was an old family friend of Erika's. I was thinking that I might have to abandon this visit when, after about five minutes of stilted conversation, Sonja excused herself and went to the bathroom.

I was sitting on the couch and Erika was standing in the middle of the room. I waited till Sonja was out of the room, then leapt to my feet behind Erika. My hands were on her breasts and I was grinding my cock into her arse. I had planned to be more subtle, but the frustration of having Sonja there meant I was close to exploding with lust. I kissed Erika's neck, and the way that she melted into me was all the encouragement I needed. 

Without wasting time, I moved my hand quickly to her pussy and, slipped up under her miniskirt and began massaging it through her pants. I could tell she was wet and whispered that to her, but just then the toilet flushed and I leapt back onto my couch, pretending to be small-talking. After a few minutes, I knew I had to go. I could not stay longer, given the thin pretext I had presented fro being there. Erika followed me to the door and while pecking my cheek, whispered "Come back in an hour", giving my cock a pat as she did. I thought back to the previous week and guessed that she had never done that to anybody before. She was gaining confidence fast!

I spent an hour actually driving around, trying to focus on anything but what was really on my mind: the soft and willing body of Erika, so close and so far. An hour later, I approached her door with trepidation, hoping Sonja had gone. If not, I was not sure how I would explain my re-appearance: it would be too suspicious for rational explanation.

I knocked, the door opened and Erika's head peeked around it. She motioned me inside quickly and I immediately discovered why: she was naked. Our mouth locked and tongues played together. My hand went straight to Erika's pussy, which was indeed wet. She put her hand inside my shorts to feel my prick. "Quick," she said, "I want you inside me, Brian!" We raced to the bedroom, me disrobing quickly. 

I said "Today, lesson 4!" 

Erika, sitting up in bed, suddenly coy, grinned and said "What's lesson 4? Quick, I can't wait!" Things were going well. The innocent girl was now almost begging to be fucked immediately.

"You won't have to wait," I said, and lay on the bed. "Ladies Day, ladies on top today."

"Mm, sounds good," she said. This was all new to Erika of course, but she needed little instruction to swing her leg over me and straddle me. I had to grab her young hips to position her, and held one hand on my cock to position him. I told her then to lower herself down onto it slowly. She bit her lip as she concentrated on getting this right. I could see that Erika thought she might hurt herself, but she seemed pleased to feel it going in smoothly to her wet pussy. What a sight to have her young nubile body on top of my old prick, her perky breasts jutting toward me. I showed her how to move up and down on the pole, slowly. She seemed to pick it up quickly.

I said, "The good thing about this position is that the man gets to admire the woman's lovely body as she makes love to him."

"..mmm...goodie.." she said, distracted as she was bouncing up and down.

I had to instruct her how to keep my cock in, after it popped out twice as she too vigorously jiggled rocked back and forth. I stopped her and showed her how I could lift myself to come up to her and we were facing each other in a kama sutra position, my hands on her lovely back. Then I lay back again and let her fuck my cock. 

I placed my hands on her little breasts, half a handful of happiness with very very hard nipples and surprisingly big aureoles. She was pushing harder and quicker, her eyes glazing as she became focussed on reaching that peak she had climbed last time.  

"Fuck me, Erika," I said. I thought I needed to keep up her education by teaching her about dirty talk and sex. "Oh yes, honey, fuck my cock with your cunt. Oh that wet pussy feels so good on my cock, baby!" If she was shocked, it was hardly the time to show it, since she was sitting on top of my cock and giving it a real work-out! 

Erika drove on. She came first this time to my surprise, and was panting and gasping and ready to fall off me. I had to hold onto her and tell her I hadn't come yet, to make sure I stayed in. 

"Won't be long," I said. "I am about to join you." 

She was over her climax, but she responded by squeezing her pussy around my cock. I was amazed. She must have been practising this week, I thought. And then I was squirting into her contracting cunt.

"Oh god that was great, baby," I said.

We kissed soft lips together, puffing and sweaty. I let her roll off me and showed her how to clean up after sex. Like the neat person she always was, she did this with care and tidiness, softly wiping my prick clean. I kissed her again.

"What?" she said.

"Always little miss house-proud," I teased.

"Just looking after your little man there, Brian; we need to keep him in good condition, don't we darling?" She said, and I kissed her again. She had slipped into the endearments of old lovers so naturally.

I took her to the shower then to show her how lovers showered together, In the tiny shower cubicle in that little unit, I have great memories of her young and willing body. I showed her how to soap up, taking great pleasure in slipping my hands over her wet little boobs, nipples now erect again. I soaped her smooth and lithe young back, her thighs and her arse. We kissed and nibbled each other's wet lips, and she held my hard cock.

"What's this thing here?" She said "I've never had one of these in my shower!"

"I'll bet you haven't!" I said "But if you are good, he might do something nice for you."

"Oh, and what might that be?" she asked coquettishly, giving it a squeeze as she kissed me. This girl was indeed learning fast. 

First I got Erika to soap him up, while I felt for her little knob. As I told her about the magic of the clitoris and its sensitivity, she was listening intently. I had the distinct feeling that this was all news to her. She became dreamy then as the feelings from her already-fucked clitoris starting going through her little body. Still her hand held my cock. I kissed her again, our mouths now almost melting together like long-experienced lovers. 

"Now, I said, Erika,I want you to turn your back to me." She looked strangely at me again, but turned to the glass wall of the shower, letting go my penis. I thought I would die with the sight of her perfect young woman's shape, smooth hips, lovely little arse, nice legs, neck for nibbling...

"Now, put your hands on the glass like this," I showed her how to support her weight, then moved her legs apart. She was looking a little anxious. I felt her breast, played again with her clit for a while. She started breathing harder. Then, bending at the knees, I positioned my penis and moved into one very wet pussy. I stopped when it was right in.

"How is that, honey?" I asked

"Mm. Feels nice, darling," she said. "Are we going to fuck in the shower?" Good, I thought, she is catching onto the dirty-talk routine. 

Soon we were fucking hard. I always loved the shower fuck, with slippery bodies sliding over each other. 

She was soon groaning..."Oh, Brian, I love it this way," reaching up under to play with my balls and encourage me. Soon my 55 year old knees were trembling, and I prayed we could come soon. I did, but she was obviously not finished yet, so I had to keep my spent cock semi-erect in her cunt while she bounced back and forth on it, pushing back at me. I kissed her back, felt her right tit, rubbed her clit. Erika tried to turn back to kiss me over her shoulder, but found it impossible.

"Oh fuck my little pussy, Brian, darling," she was crying, apparently unaware that I had already cum in her. More dirty talk. 

I was thinking, "Oh please be quiet baby and come soon, my prick is getting rubbed raw here!"

As I rubbed her slippery clit, she started moving more urgently

"Fuck, fuck, fuck me darling," she mumbled, dreamy again, and soon she was bucking back and forth and I had to support her. My thighs would take a long time to recover from this exercise! I was out of condition. When her climax passed, we kissed and she talked excitedly about what she had been feeling. This was all new to her and she very much loved it. The fact that I was old enough to be her father was not a problem, I was her caring lover and she loved me for it.

Then, as we were drying each other off tenderly, she hit me with one question I was not sure of the answer to:

"Tell me darling, did you plan to do that to me last week when you came to my flat?"

I had to think.

"I'll be honest, baby. The thought of making love to you has often been in my head these past few years, but I always thought I was an old fool and you would never be sexually interested in me. Besides, your folks are my oldest friends...but, no, I didn't plan to do that, but I was delighted that it happened - and I hope it hasn't done any lasting damage."

"And at my 18th party, and you kissed me, remember how I tried to kiss you on the lips? I could feel your erection as you hugged me, and I was curious about how it would feel, even then."

This was more comfortable territory, but I was still amazed that an attractive young woman could have found me sexy.

"Oh, Erika," I said. "I thought that was my fault that night, I thought I had gone too far. Do you mean to tell me that you tried to kiss my lips?"

"Yes" she said. "It took seven years, but I eventually did, darling" and she gave me a long sexy kiss, as I felt again her arse and her tit. My cock stood to attention, despite being almost rubbed raw.

Then she said, "You know, Brian, next week I will have my period?" She was ever-practical, like her mother, thinking ahead. "Perhaps we should have the week off and get together in two weeks time?" Suddenly we were lovers making plans ahead. This girl didn't let grass grow beneath her feet. I thought of telling her how love-making need not stop because of periods, but thought that might shock her sensibility. 

Erika looked suddenly vulnerable, having made the first move and not sure how I would take it that we were an assumed "item".

"OK", I said, as we were dressing, "Let's meet here again in two weeks, for further lessons. But please make sure that none of your friends is here when I get here; my excuses are running thin."

She laughed, and kissed me deeply.

To Be continued..



Erika: A Young Woman: Lessons Ch. 03



Note: To really appreciate this story, you should really read the first episode, called simply "Erika...Part 1" and preferably also Erika .. Part 2.

*

Next week was Erika's period, so we had to wait for the following weekend. We messaged each other frequently. With my encouragement, I noted that Erika's messages had got more and more raunchy, from (I'm transcribing the shorthand) "our love making was just wonderful," to "I am looking forward to you being inside me!" to "I can't wait for your cock to be in my pussy!" to "last night I dreamt that your cock was in me and you were thrusting hard and I came...I woke up and pussy was so wet!!"

When we met, we kissed and cuddled some, then retired to the bedroom with some wine. 

I said, "Today's lesson will start with a repeat of lesson one."

She thought for a moment then smiled.."Oh, my introductory lesson..."

"Yes," I said, "Just to set the mood!"

"...but won't it be just me getting the pleasure.." Erika looked concerned.

"Don't worry..when a guy gives pleasure to a beautiful woman, it's an incredible turn-on for him...if you don't think so, watch my cock..."

She allowed me to strip her and then she stripped me, cuddling my balls when they were free. She lay back and I started licking her cunt. This time I concentrated on the clitoris more and more: round and round, nipping with my lips occasionally. Erika soon was breathing harder and harder. She reached down at one stage to feel my cock and could feel that it was at attention, and that seemed to satisfy her. I realised again that Erika had been very much a virgin, and that she was really discovering all about sex and what two people do when they make love. But unlike the first encounter, this time she had decided to give some verbal feedback.

"Oh yes..yes..mmmmm..please do that..Oh, Brian, I love being licked like that, Oh darling, O, O."

When she came, she was loudly proclaiming "Yes, yes, yes, yes.." 

I hoped the neighbours wouldn't hear.

"Now, Erika, lesson ...er? Six?"

She said..""mm no, seven, Brian, darling. Well it depends on how you count that last one..." She looked devilish. This girl was counting and remembering as we went..nice! 

"This time you can return the favour, baby." Her eyes widened and she looked at my erection, and of course I knew that she had never sucked cock before. In fact, I suspect she had never really seen one until a few weeks ago. I had powdered my dick and balls so they smelt sweetly. I decided to continue to lead: "Let's do this slowly..there are some important bits to learn." She didn't object to being treated as a learner, probably because I was after all much older. "First play with him with your hands. Just feel him gently at first, cradle the balls and hold his length in your hand...then pump him a little...whoa not so hard, slower - and don't grip so tight!" We both laughed, and I gave her a little kiss of encouragement.

"Now, just lick the top a little, Erika...ohh, baby that feels good..I think you're going to be good at this...now, lick a bit further down on the side..nice. Just do that for a while"

She was concentrating so hard. I caressed her lovely back and played softly with her bum. My other hand was making her nipple erect.

"Now." I said. "Think of the prick as a lollipop, that you are going to suck on." Erika looked up at me quizzically, but started to set up for this, holding my prick as if it was going to break, looking at it, then opening her mouth.

As she was staring at this thing, most unlike a lollipop, I could see that she was wondering if it might taste awful, or choke her, or...

"Relax, lover." I said. "Just remember that queens and courtesans have done this before you. I wonder if the queen...?"

She looked at me disapprovingly. I forgot she was a royal-lover. I swallowed the rest of that.

"Anyway, people do it all the time. It's OK, I put some nice powder on him for you."

She giggled, and tentatively kissed the end of it.

"That's it baby. Now, the most important thing is to not bite on it...this thing is exquisitely sensitive and does not like being bitten, so suck don't bite..."

Erika knelt over me and started sucking gingerly just on the head. She paused and I could see her licking her lips to test what it tasted like. With my encouragement, she ventured further, taking more into her mouth.

"Oh, baby that feels so good..oh suck my cock!" I said. This seemed to turn her on, and she did it with more vigour, so I said "Oh it's so great to have a beautiful young woman sucking my cock!"

She seemed now quite comfortable with me talking dirty. I moved around a bit and began feeling her: first her little breasts hanging down, then her lovely flanks, then her thigh. I moved a bit more so that I could feel her pussy: without changing focus, she lifted her leg a little so I could get in there. It was very wet after my licking. She began moving.

She was a great student, keen to learn. And her concentration was fierce. At the moment that concentration was based on my penis. She was determined to do this well -- and she was! .

"Oh it is great - to be doing - what a man and a - woman do," I puffed. She took a little break and looked at me. I think her jaws might have been getting tired, so I moved right around and between her thighs. She seemed to sense what I was about to do, and started gobbling me harder. I had to warn her again about teeth. Then I started licking her, and I knew I wouldn't last. I wasn't sure what to do. This girl had never had a cock in her mouth and certainly never tasted semen. 

I said, "Erika, I 'm going to cum." She mumbled something, but kept going.

"Do .. you ... want me to... cum in... your mouth?" I puffed out, She kept going, and I bucked as I came. She seemed to swallow quite readily, then fell back on the bed. It was my turn to be shocked. I never thought she would do it. I looked at her, showing my surprise. I forgot what I was licking.

I said, "How was it?"

She tried to look cool. "Mmm... different to what I expected. Sort of salty. But I wanted you to really enjoy it, darling. You've taught me so much, I wanted to return the favour."

"Favour?" I said. "Believe me, little one, I have loved every minute of it. You are doing me a favour, a lovely young woman - letting me ravish you."

She laughed.

"Anyway, congratulations," I said, "You are now a cocksucker."

Erika looked shock, then burst out laughing. "My god, little me a cockscucker.!" she said.

"And very good at it, my dear...you are going to be a great cocksucker, which is a very powerful thing to be." I assured her. She laughed, and we teased each other some more.

I had to be back home soon, so I got dressed again and kissed her. I really had no idea how to handle this, such an unusual relationship. But I knew that I wanted it to go on.

"Erika, are you doing anything Wednesday night? Sara is out with her girlfriends, so I could sneak over for a while..if you are free?"

This time it was me feeling vulnerable.

She looked at me with a smile on her lips.

"That would be nice, Brian. I could cook you something". I knew her cooking was not great, and my grimace might have shown. She said,with a wicked grin..."or you could bring some takeaway...and a sexy movie"

I grinned. Erika was really starting to take the initiative in our sex now. I was delighted with my pupil's progress. 

More to come...



Erika: A Young Woman: Lessons Ch. 04



To get the most out of this tale, I suggest you read its predecessors: in particular, the first of the series, Erika, ..Part 1. It is important to understand how this relationship developed, and how naïve Erika was when it all began.

*

I had brought with me a Thai takeaway, spicy but not too hot - and two DVDs, likewise. In fact, one was more edgy than the other, about which more later. I also brought flowers. On this hot and still Wednesday evening, the light still strong, I knocked on the door of Erika's unit. It struck me as funny how this place had become so familiar to me when I had not even seen it a month ago. Erika opened the door with a swish. She looked fresh and young in a soft sarong-style dress she had picked up on her travels. I caught a whiff of something like incense and sure enough there were scented candles burning in the flat, and only a couple of lamps on. The light inside was refreshingly dim and cool after the harsh light of the outdoors. 

Some cool jazz was playing, and we kissed softly, like two people who are now taking time for their love, still hungry but not scared that it might suddenly evaporate. I felt her curves through the soft fabric of her dress. No bra, just panties. Erection time.

We talked about her week and work and other things as I laid out our meal on her little table. We were very relaxed together now, friends and lovers. We held hands, teased, kissed often. I complimented her often on how lovely she looked - and truly I felt she was growing more lovely as our connection grew deeper.

"Oh, I know what you are after," she teased. "Men are all the same, all after one thing!"

"And on what extensive list of men are you basing that generalisation?" I countered. I knew now that I could tease her about her lack of lovers, maybe even refer to her until-recently virginity, because she was now comfortably a sexual woman, confident in her sensuality.

Erika punched my arm and we kissed again, playing games with tongue and mouths.

We cleaned up after the meal and had more wine.

"Now, what little treat have you selected for my education?" she asked.

I produced the two DVDs and showed her. "Naughty Tales in Medieval Times and Captivated." She read the blurbs with interest, as if they were Academy Award winners, then laughed. I knew which she would choose.

"Well, I think this is not really my scene," she said, putting down "Captivated", with its pics of a blindfolded, restrained young woman.

"That's OK," I said cheekily. "Whatever turns the lady on."

She turned the other one over and over. I suspected this may have been her first X-rated movie, but one never knows. "OK, let's see what they did in medieval times," she laughed.

I made lots of excuses as I slipped it into her DVD player.

"Get ready for the worst ham acting you've ever seen," I said. "And corny dialogue too! These are not meant to be taken as literary masterpieces."

We sat together on the couch and she slipped off her sandals and pulled her legs up beside her. Her head settled into my chest, and my arm draped around her shoulders.

The action was set in medieval times, but that was just a device to frame the sexual action around. Soon the young maiden was naked and the knight with the impossibly long tool (Erika gasped in amazement at that and was full of questions about penis sizes) was being sucked off, having come back unexpectedly from the Crusades.

"We can afford to fast-forward some of this," I said, "These guys must have some sort of injection to make them last half an hour for these shots. No-one could stand that sort of sucking-off without coming soon." She looked with new interest as the actress gobbled and licked and gobbled and licked and groaned, and the cock remained rigid and un-spurting. After a minute or so, I did in fact put it on super-fast-forward, stopping just as the spurt of semen came out over the young "maiden". I was sure that the first time she had actually seen a cum-shot, as she had never seen my cum. She watched it avidly.

There was some laughable dialogue before the knight got his urges again and whispered something in the maiden's ear.

"He's telling her he wants to do it doggie-style," I explained

"What's that?" said Erika, genuinely a little shocked. I could tell she had images of two dogs together. 

"It's one of the most popular positions, and we have already done it, my dear" I said as the two on screen set themselves up, almost on cue. "The guy enters the woman's pussy from behind, kneeling. It's great because it allows a deep penetration and strong sensations for both partners." I teased, as a look passed over Erika's face, event though I had already doggied her. "Watch."

And she watched with interest as the knight rammed his massive tool in and out, yet the maiden kept telling him to "fuck harder, sir knight...oooh, push it deeper, my love." I kissed Erika's cheek as she kept her eyes glued to the screen. 

I was about to suggest again that we fast-forward through the next ten minutes of pussy-thumping, when the phone rang. Bugger! Our love-action interrupted, I thought. I looked at Erika for two or three rings, but I knew that, like most women she could not ignore a phone's ring. As she got up to answer it, I paused the DVD and thought I would use the interruption to go to the toilet. The wine was making itself known to my penis. 

As I stood in the little bathroom, I had to concentrate on something else to get my erection to subside. A guy can't piss if he has a hard-on. So I thought of hardware and furniture projects with some difficulty and eventually the hard-on went down enough to allow me to piss. In the meantime, I could hear Erika on the phone, and the fact that she was not inputting much led me to assume that it was her mother on the phone. Double-bugger! This could be a long phone call, I thought.

Sure enough, as I came back to the lounge room, Erika was deliberately saying, "Yes, mum...Ok, mum.." looking me in the eyes to make sure I got the message. I nodded and sat down on the lounge, the action onscreen frozen in front of me, one huge penis half-way out of a very receptive pussy. 

After a minute or two, I could not stand it any longer. I stood behind Erika and kissed her bare shoulder. She let me do it, still keeping up her "Yes, Mum" at regular intervals. Then she said something surprising, again more for my benefit than her mother's.

"What was that? Brian was looking what? Tired?" she said, teasing me. She knew that that would have been because of our marathon shower knee-trembler the other day! But she said, "Perhaps Sara is keeping him busy...putting up shelves," she said, teasing me further, an arch look in her eyes. I shook my head vigorously and pointed at her, then at my penis, then feigned exhaustion. She bit her tongue to stifle the giggle that was about to come out. 

"Well, she said, you need to tell him to take more care of himself. He's not young, he may be wearing himself out," she teased. If her mother only knew what was going on at the other end of the phone, she would have died of shock!

I decided to counter-attack. I got behind Erika again and kissed her shoulder, then took hold of the sarong and untied it. Erika tried to wiggle away and grab the sarong before it fell, but she would have dropped the phone in doing so. So she was left with one arm trying to preserve "modesty" (strange given what we had been about to do) and the other keeping mum to her ear. It was as if she was afraid to be naked while talking to her mother.

"Yes, Mum," she said "I hear you." I knew that this was one of those repeated mother-daughter conversations. "I will." "It's just that I don't get to meet any young guys at work and I don't know none of my girlfriends knows any eligible guys..." She looked archly at me again. I made a grab for her pussy, and she pushed me away. She was starting to puff from her exertions, and mum may have wondered what she was up to "Oh, I am just doing some exercises, Mum. I'm keeping fit for Mr Right!" She gave me an ambiguous look.

This time, I grabbed at her breast with one hand and held her with the other. She wriggled, but could not escape me because of the phone. I held her and played with her tits. The nipples I knew were very sensitive, especially the left, so I teased that one and it became quickly erect. She got that faraway look in her eye, and I knew I had her attention. She became more monosyllabic with her mother:

"Yes, m...OK....mm...m...alright mum..."

I moved my hand to her pussy, outside her panties. She took a breath in, and bit her lip again. This would be interesting, I thought. But she managed to make her excuses with mother, telling her she had food cooking and she had to get it off the stove, but she would get back to her the next night. It was a real effort to get that out, because by then my finger had found her clitoris and she was opening her legs to let me take off her panties. I wondered how her mother could not hear the sex in Erika's voice, that catch, that breathlessness when a woman has lost it.

Anyway, Erika got the phone down and turned her head up dreamily to kiss me with an open and yielding mouth, mirroring her other lips down lower, which were yielding to my finger. We kissed hungrily while she pumped my finger, her pussy hard on my hand. Soon she was cumming quick and hard, twisting and turning and kissing me. We collapsed on the couch. When she got her breath back, she chastised me.

"Oh, we are naughty!" she said. "You almost made me give the game away, dear," she said, as she wagged a finger at me. "Just imagine what my poor mother would have done if she knew you were there, with your hands all over me! She would kill me! And you, too, you dirty old man!" When she said this last bit, she grabbed my hard prick and kissed its end, just to make sure I knew she was joking.

I decided that while her pussy was wet, we should move to the next lesson:

"Honey, we've watched enough of this DVD: shy don't we put into action what we have seen?"

"You mean, doggies?" she said, giving me a quick kiss. "But I am afraid of your big thing pounding in me like that knight," she said, grabbing it again and squeezing it. "I'm not sure that my little girl is ready for that yet.."

"Nonsense," I said, playing with her tit. "Mine's not huge like that knight of the crusades! You can easily make room for a medium-sized one like mine. Besides, you're nice and wet now: he'll slip in without you noticing."

She giggled and knelt on the floor in submission. I said "Not here, lover." and pulled her to her feet. I took her into her bedroom and showed her how to kneel on the bed so that her bum was at a level with my cock, now begging for urgent action.

She turned to me and said, only half-joking, "Be gentle, my old knight." I played with her first, with my finger and thumb, keeping her wet, then I positioned myself and slowly fed my cock into her pussy. I made encouraging noises. She relaxed slowly. Soon I couldn't exert any more control. The sight and feel of her naked young rear had me wild with excitement, and I started thrusting. At first she grunted, and fell forward a bit on her arms, but she pushed herself back up and soon she was holding firm, welcoming my cock. "Oh baby," I said "That - feels so -- good". She grunted in response. I stroked her flanks. I leant under and played with her nipples as they hung down. Soon she was even pushing back at me a bit.

"Oh Brian, fuck me.. fuck me hard darling...oh yeah...oh darling," she started, and I was in heaven. I stroked her smooth little arse again and tentatively started playing with her arse-button. She pretended to ignore it, trusting that I wouldn't harm her. I pressed lightly on it and it soon opened a little, but I thought I wouldn't press my luck. She may well have accepted some arse play, and I was pretty sure I could have got my thumb in there, but I didn't want to put her off while things were going so well. Maybe later, I thought. In any case, I came very quickly, spurting into her wet opening. 

She seemed to want me to keep going, so I kept thrusting with a half-rigid prick, hoping she would cum soon. And she did, pressing hard against me, clenching my cock with her vagina muscles, twisting again, and crying out my name. We sort of tumbled in a heap. I was wasted, puffing. She did her usual tidy-up, wiping herself and cleaning my prick carefully. Then she kissed me and said, "That was so great. I love you, Brian." She kissed me softly but with an open mouth.

I was not ready for that. I loved her, but I was not ready for complete surrender, and I could see lots of lives being affected if this went wrong. "Erika," I said.

"Oh dear, Mr Serious, we're in trouble now." she teased.

"Erika, I love you too, but I want you to understand that my wife and my family..."

"Oh, that's OK, Brian. I understand. I don't want you as a husband. I am happy to have you as a lover, my first and best lover. You have given me a great gift, and I love you for it... and I hope you can keep giving me little gifts.."

I was relieved to hear that, not only relieved that she wasn't expecting too much of our relationship, but relieved that she did want it to go on. I certainly did. She had given me more than I had given her, I believed.

We kissed as lovers do, caressing each other for 10 minutes before I reluctantly climbed out of bed to get dressed and go home. I left the DVDs in her flat.

To be continued... 



Erika: A Young Woman: Lessons Ch. 05



Erika's learning about the art of love making was increasing at pace. She was a willing learner. New readers are encouraged to read first of all the other chapters in sequence. They will make more sense that way. In particular, read the first chapter, "Erika...Part 1"

*

My wife left for a visit to her sister in the country on the Friday, so I was on my own for a week. The temptation to spend nights together was great, but we decided that the best thing was for Erika to come to my house on the Friday night, so I would be at home when Sara inevitably rang to check in after her journey. On the Saturday, I would wait until Sara had called me, then leave to spend the night at Erika's.

Erika sent me a text message on the Friday asking me to prepare for the night by getting two pairs on handcuffs, a blindfold and a feather. This request was not as unexpected as it sounds. I knew that the temptation to have a peek at the X-rated DVDs I had left with her would be too great. She had obviously watched the DVD "Captivated" on the Thursday night. I was intrigued. Unfortunately, I had not seen that DVD myself, so I did not have any more idea of its plot than could be gleaned from a few saucy pictures and the blurb on its jacket. So I was not sure what was expected of me.

When she arrived, Erika was flustered from school. She had a had a hard day's teaching, and had bought her things with her. I kissed her,but she was not responsive immediately, so I thought it best to give her space to have a shower and freshen up. I explained that we would be using the guest bedroom that night. She looked relieved. No doubt she had been worried about usurping Sara's place in my bed for the night, and maybe also about Sara detecting her perfume on the sheets -- or whatever women do with her refined detective skills!

I was also conscious that Erika would never have spent a night with a man, never had breakfast with a lover, never slept with a guy all night - and that when she had been in this house before, it had really been as the daughter of old friends. The whole picture had been upturned since then. Now she was the lover of her parent's good friend, and an adulteress A few weeks ago she had been a virgin, relatively naïve. Now she was learning to be an experienced lover with a man twice her age. 

As Erika showered, I prepared a simple meal. I had one candle (not scented -- that would be tempting Sara/s acute sense of smell when she got back) and put on some pleasant music. When she had showered, Erika looked much more relaxed. She had obviously used her time alone to think her way through her situation. She came back wearing a top and slacks, smiling. I kissed her again, told her how pretty she looked, and said, "I love you." I knew this would be challenging,but since she had declared her love last week, I knew I needed to reciprocate, even though in my house, another woman's house.

She smiled "I love you too, darling. Sorry I was a bit off before. This is all knew to me, and I did have a bad day at school."

I encouraged her to talk about her teaching day, as we had some wine and I finished cooking. By the time we sat to eat, she had got the bad day out of her system and was ready to focus on other things.

" By the way," I said. I got the special supplies that madam asked for. I gather you have been watching one naughty DVD."

"Mmm," She said. " I just thought it might be interesting to see what she got out of all that. Have you done it like that?"

"Well, I must warn you, Erika, that I have not seen that DVD, so I don't really know what they get up to in it," I said

"But I am sure that you can guess, dear," She was teasing me.

"Maybe -- are you giving any hints?"

"Nope. You are going to have to work it out. As a man of the world, I am sure you can do that." She continued in this vein throughout the meal, whenever I bought up the subject,so I knew I was on my own.

After more wine and some joking around, Erika had visibly relaxed. I could see that she was over her guilt about being in Sara's house with Sara's man, and I kept touching her and squeezing her hand to reassure her.

We cleaned up the meal, had a coffee, then I suggested we retire early for the night. Erika accepted, but she had tightened up, no doubt at the thought of the unexpected that lay ahead. This was another exercise in trust, her needing to trust me.

We went up to the guest bedroom and I asked her if I could undress her. She kicked off her sandals. Keeping my own clothing on, I blindfolded her first. 

"From now on, madam, no talking. If you are uncomfortable with something, let me know, but now you are in my power." I said the last bit almost menacingly, and she shivered and giggled nervously. But I could see that I was playing it right. She had watched the bondage DVD and was obviously expecting me to play the mysterious stranger who takes control of the woman's body.

Then slowly, without touching her skin where possible, I removed her top and her bra, followed by her slacks and panties. She was naked in my house, and we had the whole night ahead of us. I suddenly became more nervous,almost shaking with anticipation. Calm down, boy, I thought. Luckily, she could not see me. Unlike the controlling stranger in the DVD, I was almost ready to explode with tension.

I led Erika to the bed, and got her to lie down on her back. Then I brought out the handcuffs. She gasped when I grabbed her left hand and cuffed her. Her breathing immediately became tense. I grabbed her right arm, and looked for a place to cuff her on the bedhead which would not put too much stress on her. I didn't want her to be in pain, just restrained. She was looking very tense now, her body tight. Now that she was restrained, I had my first opportunity to really examine my young lover's body. Since she could not see me, I could perve to my heart's delight. I looked her over, appraising her.

Erika was very blonde, from German/Dutch background. Her hair was mid-length, straight and fine. As a child, she always wanted it to be wavy. Her lips were full, very kissable I had discovered. Her complexion was of that sort of fairness that is prone to pink blushes -- much like a woman from one of the Flemish or Dutch masters. But unlike those women, she would not have been plump enough for the times. 

She had slim limbs, smooth and fair. I did not yet know if she shaved much, but her limbs were certainly smooth of any hair. Her shoulders were neat, her neck well-proportioned. Because of her restraints, her cleavage was more pronounced than usual. Her breasts were small but nicely formed, able to be cupped in my hand. Her nipples and aureoles were pink, both on the small side. Her stomach was flat and firm and her belly button very tidy. The mound was pronounced, a bulge under her slacks when she had them on. It was covered in its lower half by straight soft silky blonde-brown hair. The lips could not be seen in this pose. Her thighs and calves were also in proportion, neither long nor short. There were a few small scars on her shins that I had never really noticed before. Her ankles were neat, her feet long and narrow. I am not a foot man really, so that detail was not important to me.

I sat on the edge of the bed staring at her body for some time. She was no doubt thinking that I was building in the tension, but to be truthful I was not. I was almost dispassionate in measuring up her body for the first time. While she was not beautiful in any classical sense, I found the whole package quite enchanting. And for a guy my age it was like Christmas all over to have her in my bed.

I decided that I had better get into this act, and as soon as I did, my penis came to life. I got the feather ( which I had procured from an old feather and down cover) and began teasing her so softly that she could almost feel it. But my first contact with her was like an electric shock. I brought the feather close to her left nipple, and slowly tickled the nipple. Erika jumped as much as her cuffs allowed, gasped and twisted all at once. She was truly in some sort of ecstasy of anticipation. I used the feather then on her cheek and her neck. She jumped again, although a little less. I ran it down her front between her breasts, with minimal pressure, to her flat belly, then to her mound. When I got to her mound, she twisted as if to stop me going further. Her legs were clamped shut, the pussy mound more pronounced because of that.

I ran the feather around her lips and forehead. When I used it on her ear, she jumped, which surprised me, but then ears can be very sensitive. Back to her nipples and then to her thighs. I ran it up and down her thighs and calves. The lower down I took it, the more deliciously sensitive she seemed. So I thought I would do some tickling, knowing that she would stop me if it was not what she wanted.

I used the feather to tickle under one foot. She yelped, and drew up her legs to as close as she could get to a foetal position, given that her arms were cuffed. But she did not stop me. So despite the fact that she had curled her feet tight, I used the feather on her other foot. Again, she jolted her legs away, but again she would not stop me. Her mouth was tense, holding in a giggle or a gasp, I was not sure what.

Then I moved to her very vulnerable under-arm area. Because of the cuffs, she could do very little to stop this attack. Her under-arms were clean shaved, possibly freshly so (had she done this in the shower tonight? I thought maybe so). I moved the feather back and forth there, and she was soon in paroxysms, twisting her body, half-laughing, half-gasping, breathless with anticipation or dread. I used it then on her other arm, and tried her rib cage, which seemed to be exquisitely sensitive. She was gasping and breathless.

I continued this for a while, then decided to use my fingers and hands. I ran my finger over her nipple and it came to attention. I ran around the nipple and she arched her back and groaned. I ran down her arms and then down her thighs. Her legs were still tightly closed as I ran the back of my hand over her belly and her mound. Then down her right hip. 

I changed to my mouth, nibbling at her neck, then her shoulder. I placed delicate kisses all over her, and she was shaking like jelly. But at no time did she tell me to stop. I kissed her belly, her thighs, her calves, her feet. Then I kissed her toes and she giggled. I used that to hold her feet and move her legs apart. Then I began to kiss up her right leg, slowly slowly to her pussy. She kept her legs open. 

I made my decision and kissed her pussy, freshly washed. It smelt musky already. I licked her pussy lips through those silky little hairs and she opened like a flower. I soon discovered why her pussy smelt of sex. She was as wet as rain on a toadstool. Her sex knob was easy to find, pronounced and slippery already. I could hear her groans and decided that eating time was nigh. Her legs were open to my attack, as she welcomed me into her. My tongue worked on her clit. I licked it back and forth, around and nipped it with my mouth and tongue together. I reached up with the feather to tease her nipples again, and she twisted under me, but my mouth kept its place.

Very soon she was humping up into my mouth, giving her clit to my tongue in insistent rhythm, puffing and groaning. She was about to cum, but that was not what I had in mind. I stopped and she opened her legs wide and thrust up her pussy, arching her back off the bed, an almost obscene image of woman's body begging to be licked to completion.

Instead, I stood up and took off my clothes. I had to tell myself to do it slowly so that I did not fumble. Soon I was standing by the bed, naked. My cock was pointing almost to the ceiling, red and purple at once, with some precum at its tip. I grabbed hold of it, and moved to her tit, touching the tip of my penis to her nipple. She jumped again and groaned. Then, holding the cock in one hand, I ran it down her body, along her arm, along her belly, over thigh and hip and down the outside of one leg. She opened her legs wide, inviting me in.

I kept up my penis-massage for a minute or two to her groans and moans, and then I got above her, positioned myself and slowly moved the penis to the opening of her pussy. When she felt it touch there, Erika tried to have it in her, pushing her pussy at it. That of course merely pushed it away. I placed the cock at the entrance again and pushed it slightly in, then withdrew. I kept this up for as long as I could, probably a minute or two, alternately entering her pussy about one inch then withdrawing. She was moaning and pushing her pussy at me, her arms pinned. 

I lowered my face to Erika's and nibbled her lips so that she could smell her own sex. She did not pull away as I thought she might. Then I pushed my penis all the way in and held it there. Erika went wild, thrusting her hips up , wanting me deep in her. I started pushing in rhythm and she opened her legs wide, then brought one leg up the back of mine, to my bum, holding me in with her foot on my cheek. This must have been a manoeuvre she had picked up from watching the DVD the previous night: a lovely bit of homework.

I knew I would not last long, but she was soon almost screaming, without words, moaning and grunting in more urgent pattern till she came violently and in spasm, which of course set off my own orgasm. We were both almost unconscious with release there, and soon panting, me prone on top of her restrained body.

As we came to, I kept in character and said to her "Was that what madam ordered?"

"Oh, master, that was better than the DVD. Oooh, you are such a thoughtful lover. You are my lovemaster! You can fuck me like that any time, master."

I played with her a little, then took off her blindfold. As her eyes were adjusting to the light, I undid the cuffs and she exercised her arms to remove stiffness. We kissed deeply, she not seeming to mind the taste of her own sex on my tongue. I thought for the first time but not the last that the blindfold had been a useful device for removing her sense of where she was. Instead of being in Brian and Sara's house, of Sara's spare bed, she was in a castle somewhere, being ravaged by a stranger. Perhaps Erika had planned it that way. After that, there was less sense of guilt.

That night was spent in more traditional lovemaking and cuddling, followed by a shared breakfast and another knee-trembler in the shower, when Erika told me that she loved shower sex as much as anything I had taught her so far. I think, as a clean and tidy girl, she loved the idea of being "dirty" and then being able to clean up straight away.

She went off home to do her weekend chores and I did my own. After Sara had rung in that evening, I went over to Erika's, reckoning that my phone would not ring again that night, it being Saturday. If it did ring and word got back to Sara that I had not answered it, I would need an excuse.

When I got to Erika's she said:

"Oh darling, I got my period today, so I am afraid we can't do anything tonight."

"Well," I said, "that's not actually true, honey. We could have sex. There are some things that would be too messy, but straight sex is OK, and shower sex. In fact, some women actually prefer sex at that time of the month."

"Mmm" she said with a look of some doubt on her face "I'm not convinced. Isn't it dirty?"

"Well, there may be some blood," I said. "But it won't hurt, and there isn't any physical reason to not do it."

She still looked doubtful, but she was obviously still horny, even after all our activity the previous night. She had obviously been looking forward to having me in her bed for the whole night, with all that that meant. We kissed hungrily and she was more than willing to let me play with her boobs and massage her mound from outside her shorts. 

We were just getting worked up, when two shadows passed over the lounge window, and the doorbell rang.

"Oh no," Erika said, "My folks!" she was alarmed, but only as alarmed as I. If her parents, two of our oldest friends, caught me with her, that would be the end of life as we all knew it. This was not good. The only way out was the front door. The back door led to a small garden, completely fenced.

"You'll have to hide outside," she said. "Mum will be snooping into everything, and dad is just as bad: he will be looking for little jobs he can do. You can't even hide in the wardrobe. Oh, Brian, this could be disastrous!"

Unfortunately, I knew she was right on all counts. There was nothing for it but to hide in the yard and hope and pray they didn't come outside. I took myself out there while Erika raced around the flat replacing any incriminating extra glasses etc. so they would not guess that she not been alone.

Suddenly, I was standing in the half-light in a strange yard, only a door between me and major disaster. I looked around. The yard was only about five metres square. There was a clothesline, a patch of lawn, and some bushes around the perimeter. The yard had been built for utility and privacy. There was a high fence all around, and I quickly calculated that it was beyond my capacity to scale it. There was no gate. There was also no tool shed to hide in or behind, and one of the bushes offered protection. Erika had bought some garden furniture, but even the table had a frosted top, so I couldn't hide under it. I pushed myself up against the wall of the flat and hoped. I can tell you, my erection subsided very quickly indeed. Here I was in imminent danger of being discovered by old friends in their daughter's back yard on a Saturday night with my wife away in the country, and there was no excuse I could think of to explain what the hell I was doing there! 

I breathed hard for a couple of minutes. I could hear their voices, occasional laughter, but couldn't make out what they were saying. I heard the loo flush, so one of them must have been to the toilet. I heard doors open and shut, as Kim no doubt checked out all the carpentry, as he would. I hoped he didn't decide that the back door needed fixing!

I waited in dread, hearing occasional noises. I was hoping that they wouldn't become too settled, or ask themselves to tea. The light was getting darker, but that didn't really help my cause, because a street line was coming on nearby, throwing plenty of light into Erika's yard. 

Then, the door suddenly opened! What happened next was too fast to register at the time. I heard Kim's voice saying, "Well, what have you got out the back, then?" followed by a rustling noise and Erika's urgent voice saying, "Dad! I've told you before I don't have a tool shed, there's nothing out -" and the door was banged shut. I prayed that Kim would get the message and not try to open it again, dear old mate!

Anyway, I soon heard the front door shut and could hear Erika's voice over the roof, calling goodbye. I took a deep breath. More doors shutting, and then the back door opened and Erika was standing there, relieved and almost on the point of collapse.

"My God, I'm not used to this! It was so hard to stop them going over every square foot of the place. When Dad opened that door, I nearly had kittens."

I grabbed her and held her, realising she was shaking with the adrenalin release. I kissed her cheek. "Oh, baby, well done, I don't know what I could have said to him to explain what I was doing in your backyard at this time! Thank you, baby."

We laughed a little, but we were both unsettled by the event. Erika prepared a light meal (about the extent of her culinary skills) and we ate partly in silence. Then Erika said,

"Brian, if you'd rather not stay the night, I will understand. There is no way I want to destroy your marriage. I have always loved you and Sara both, and I don't want to be the one to come between you."




Erika: A Young Woman: Lessons Ch. 05



I said, "I wouldn't dream of sleeping without you tonight, Erika. I want to sleep in your bed with you in my arms."

She kissed me softly "OK, but I don't think I could have sex tonight. I would be too worried about my parents standing at the end of the bed. Besides, I still don't think I'm ready for sex while I have period."

I laughed "OK, sweetest, that's fine. But I will hold you and kiss you."

And so I did. We slept eventually, in embrace, and I woke in the night and watched her breathing. When I woke in the morning, roles were reversed and I found her eyes open, watching me.

"I was just looking at you. I've never had a man in my bed in the morning before."

"Mm, maybe I'm the first of many," I teased.

"Shut up," she said and we kissed. Then she got up for a shower. I waited till she had been in the shower for a minute then threw off m,y clothes and pulled back the shower door.

"What are you doing?" she looked shocked.

"Just joining my lover for a morning hug," I said.

"Well, there's not much room in here, you know."

"I know, " I said. "But I can fit."

I got in the shower and despite her protests, soaped her up over her breasts and back and arse. When I tried to soap her pussy she stopped me with her arm. But she accepted my kiss, and soon we were in hot embrace. Certainly the running water, the slippery bodies, the close contact, turned her on. Our lips and mouths melted together, and I ran my hands over her erect nipples, cupped her buttocks, caressed her back. Soon she was soaping my erect penis. She pushed my hand away a couple of times when I tried to get at her pussy, but when we kissed again, she let me touch her there and did not resist when I pushed my finger against her clitoris.

"Oh, you never take no for an answer," she said, as I started rubbing and her pussy pressed against my hand.

"Well, no, not when it's sex," I admitted. "But tell me that you don't want this..."

She kissed me. "OK, Mr Persuasive, you're right. You know what I want now?"

I feigned ignorance. "No, What?"

She thrust her tongue into my mouth and kissed me hungrily, "I want your big cock in my little pussy and I want you to fuck me hard!" The innocent Erika of a month ago might have been shocked to see how quickly she had adapted to her new role as lover.

"OK," I said, "Your wish is my command."

I turned her around, she spread her legs immediately and braced herself against the shower wall in expectation. I looked at her smooth curves, her bum sticking out at me, the water running off her, her pert boobs, strong back, and I couldn't wait. I bent my knees and brought my cock in to her in one thrust. She grunted at impact, but soon was moving her arse almost in a circular motion, pushing against the root of my cock, bracing hard on the shower wall. I had my hand on her wet breasts, pinching and rolling a nipple in between finger and thumb. Somehow she managed to twist her face around enough for me to get my lips to hers for another sloppy kiss.

"Gee, I'm glad your parents didn't walk in while we were doing this. I wouldn't be able to stop," I said.

She laughed "And I wouldn't let you stop. They'd have to stand and watch as you fucked the arse off their little daughter." and she turned again to be kissed, before increasing the rhythm and strength of her thrusts and suddenly gripping my cock in her pussy as she came. This time it was me who need to keep going to reach climax, and she was almost falling over, trying to keep my prick in her, but too relaxed after orgasm. Needless to say, as soon as I came, I popped out and in fact was still spurting cum on the floor of the shower as I did so. We were breathless as we towelled each other off afterwards.

"Another first," I pointed out to Erika. "First time you have been fucked during your period."

"Mm" she said. "it was nice. But I'm glad I was in the shower." And she put in a tampon as she spoke.

To be continued...Part 6



Erika: A Young Woman: Lessons Ch. 06



After reading the earlier episodes, you have come to this. Erika has had a rapid awakening as a woman, after our first episode only weeks ago.

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I was still besotted by our affair. I would dream during each week about how in our stolen moments together, Erika and I could explore new realms of sensuality. After the first 25 years of life as a virgin, Erika was ready and far more willing than I could have ever imagined to learn all there was to know about the love between a man and a woman. 

During this next week, she kept sending me messages about her physical love for me, and how much she was looking forward to the end of her period this next weekend.

I could only get away for a couple of hours on the Saturday afternoon, Sara having returned from the country. I was urgent in my need for Erik when I arrived at her place. I kissed her passionately before I was even in the door.

"Goodness, darling,what's your rush? The neighbours will be talking if they see you kissing me like that on the doorstep. I suspect they have begun to notice you anyway."

"Sorry," I said, " I really am consumed with desire for your body, Erika. I can't stop thinking about you all week, and longing to be in you, with you, making love to you... and I can only be with you for these two hours today, then it will be a whole week before I can see you and touch you again."

"I know, darling," she said, "It is hard. But think of me. At least you have Sara. When you are gone, I have no-one."

"I am sorry, honey. I am being selfish. But I do miss you when I am not here with you. You just eat up all my thoughts. I go crazy thinking about you."

And we kissed passionately,this time both hungry, our tongues in each other's mouths. It was amazing how quickly Erika had learned to use her tongue to tantalise and inflame me. She thrust her tongue in my mouth, then virtually sucked mine back the other way, then played with my lips and tongue with hers. From a virginal naif, she had become quite saucy in the last month. 

I began stripping her clothes as we stood in her hallway. First her shorts, which were zipped off quickly and down around her ankles, from where she kicked them off without breaking lips. Then her tank top, which we stripped over head and got back to kissing immediately. She reached for my belt and unbuckled my belt, more expertly than I would have believed possible. My trousers fell to the floor and in turn were kicked off. She slid her hand down into my jocks and grabbed my cock, playing with the head and squeezing it alternately. I showed her how to slow down my cum by pressing on the base. She giggled. "Mm can't have our little boy cumming too soon!"

Then I unhooked her bra and kissed her little boobs, and licked the tips of her nipples. I pulled down her panties and she was naked. She in turn pulled down my jocks. I still had on a shirt, but I was in a hurry. I shoved her into the lounge and got her kneeling on the floor. I quickly showed her how to lean her weight onto her arms, bearing down so that her buttocks were raised, then I knelt behind her and thrust. Her pussy was very wet already, and I went straight in. She cried out in delight and said immediately, "Fuck me Brian, darling, fuck the arse off me." This girl could dirty-talk well already.

I was hungry and rough, fucking like an animal. She in turn was thrusting back at me and urging "Harder, harder, baby, I want your cock right in me, fuck me hard," when a couple of shadows fell over the lounge window and the door bell rang! We could see her parents at the front door. Deja vu! This was madness! They appeared to be turning up every time we started action. Would I have to hide in the yard again? We were both stunned for a minute, my cock completely inside her pussy, her words still echoing in the room. Fortunately she hadn't yelled them out, or her parents might have had a hell of a shock. My mind was going a million miles an hour, motivated by my cock which was buried where it had wanted to be for a full week and did not want to stop now!

"God, Erika. Don't let them know we are here. There are no lights on and no music, so they don't have to know you are home." We could see them at the front door, through the scrim curtain, but they would not be able to see in, because it was so bright outside and comparatively dim inside -- provided they didn't put their noses up to the windows. I was beginning to forget this couple were two of my oldest friends as well as her parents, I just wanted them out of there so I could continue rogering Erika. Fortunately, Erika was in passion too and had no desire to stop. She was balancing on her arms but she could see them. She kept my cock in her. They rang again. She shoved her arse back into me, in defiance of their ring. Automatically I responded by thrusting forward. She pushed back, I pushed forward and soon we were humping away, one eye on the couple at the front door, but really focussed on our own pleasure. 

I put my hand over her tit and found the nipple was hard. I reached around under and played with her clit and she shoved harder at me, increasing the rhythm of our fucking. She whispered "fuck me, keep fucking me for god's sake," and giggled. Now that she had realised they wouldn't come in, she found it a bit of a turn-on to have her parents only a couple of metres from where their old friend was screwing their daughter's brains out. They seemed to hesitate, then called her name a few times, knocked louder. That only caused Erika to be more turned on. She was thrusting wildly back at me, whispering more insistently "Fuck me harder, fuck me, you dirty old man, fuck my pussy so hard," giggling and forcing me to laugh. We were fucking but laughing at the same time.

They were just standing on the doorstep, wondering what to do, while their daughter was whispering "Oh, - mummy and daddy - look at what - nasty Brian is - doing to me - he's fucking -- my tits off," as she thrust and I thrust and her pussy was making all these wet noises. I was alternately grunting and laughing, almost breathless, but my cock was loving it: the friction in her pussy was great, and I was being accepted all the way in, deep into Erika's insides, as deep as I had ever been. I decided to get into the act, and whispered as best I could with all the banging I was doing "Mmm, Kim, - look at my cock - in your - daughter's little - pussy. It loves -- being - in there, old - mate. - Jani -- your little -- baby -- loves having -- my cock in -- her cunt -- she's so juicy!" 

Erika giggled, but she also redoubled her fucking. She was forcing so hard I knew my prick would be sore later, it was having to bend to keep up with her gyrations and I was having to strain at times to keep it in her, when she thrust just as it was at the top of her cunt and almost out.

Kim and Jani were still dithering when Erika started cumming. I hoped she wouldn't make too much noise, but it was all out my control at that point. She said urgently "oh yes oh yes oh yes oh gosh oh yes," as the orgasm hit her, her pussy spasming around my cock, grabbing and releasing it in waves. This of course tipped me over, and I came with grunts and "oh yeah, oh yeah, oh fuck," as more cum than I ever thought I could produce in my 50s came spurting and spurting and spurting into Erika. Then I sort of tumbled forward, her arms gave way and I was laying on top of her, both facing the carpet. We were naked and spent, sticky with my cum, sweaty and puffing -- but deliriously happy. I was dimly aware of voices outside receding, and hoped that Kim and Jani had gone.

I lifted my weight off Erika, and she hopped up and ran to the kitchen to grab some tissues and clean up. She came back grinning, holding her thighs together to keep the tissues in place under her pussy. As she cleaned me up, she kissed me and said "That was very naughty of us, wasn't it?" I grinned back, kissed her hard and said "Yes, you shouldn't talk to your mother like that, you little tramp!" She punched me and said "You can talk, you dirty old man. Imagine taking like that to their little baby. You should be ashamed of yourself!" And we rolled around the floor in a tickle fight.

Could be continued...Erika 7 -- if readers are interested??