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Alex's Lessons

By: RedHairedandFriendly



She stared at the skyscraper in front of her. The city had so far been everything she had dreamed of. Settled into her apartment, she had easily made friends with the ladies that lived across from her, as well as the couple with three kids just two doors down. Now Alex found herself crossing the street and walking into the Tucker Modeling agency. She was to meet her mom's old college friend Rita, to see if she would help launch Alex's career in the business. 

Alex paused at the front desk, received a pass and directions as to the agency's office, and soon found herself wedged between business suits, and tailored blouses. She felt out of place and very uncomfortable. Her life was taking a sudden change and it was as if she were holding on for dear life, in order to keep control. The elevator made several stops, and people jockeyed for position until she finally was able to reach her own floor, and weave her way out. 

The doors almost closed on the tall, slim woman, but she managed to escape, with all her limbs in tacked. Alex noticed a bathroom off to her left and hurried inside. She smiled shyly at the beautiful creature who glanced at her, then looked away. While she moved into the stall, she stopped and turned to look at the woman again. The woman this time looked back at her through the mirror's reflection and winked. She grabbed her purse, wiped her hands dry, and waved goodbye to Alex. 

Alex finished her deeds and washed her hands, the whole time not quite believing she had just seen one of the country's top super models. She had posters of that woman on her bedroom walls back home, with little signs that read: "This is me, I'm her, She is so cool!"

Brushing her fingers through her hair, the 18-year-old beauty made her way to the next desk she had to pass before getting to what she hoped was her final destination. "Hello," she greeted the pretty brunette behind the blue marbled counter.

Sheila looked up and grinned, "Hi, may I help you?" She took in the black haired lovely, and knew she was another face looking for a job. Sheila waited for the young woman to answer and set her face to deliver the usual appointment needed through a private agent, and a portfolio--the usual, "let them down easy speech."

"I'm Alexandra Blythe, and I have an appointment to meet with Ms. Tucker."

Sheila cocked her brow, and swallowed her surprise. "One moment and I'll sign you in." She clicked on the series of windows, verified that Ms. Blythe did in fact have an appointment, and waved her toward a seat in one of the lobby chairs. 

"Someone will be up here shortly to take you to Ms. Tucker's office." Sheila went back to work, and kept her thoughts to herself concerning Ms. Blythe. Pretty yes, beautiful even, but the next super-model? Only with some work, and some tuning. Sheila had seen them come and go and this one in her opinion had country bumpkin written all over her. 

Carl walked through the cubicles and out into the open lobby of the agency, smiled over at Sheila, then glanced around for his boss's appointment. The delicate faced woman was looking like a deer caught in the headlights of a fast moving semi. He walked up to her and extended his hand, "Ms. Blythe?"

Alex looked up into a pair of chocolate-colored eyes, and smiled, "Yes."

"Ms. Tucker is ready to see you now. If you'll follow me." 

She stood, and did as she had been instructed. Alex felt herds of butterflies ripping through her belly as she followed the tall man past rows of beautiful oak doors and large open windows. Cubicles that had all sorts of people sitting behind them were on the other side of her, and she felt as if they were all staring at her. In reality, barely any of them looked up to see her. This kind of thing happened all the time, and usually ended with the girl never being seen again. 

Carl knocked lightly on one of the doors that resembled the rest and peeked inside. "She's here, Rita."

Alex heard the sound of a woman behind the door say, "Wonderful." Her eyes took in the enormity of the office and the view of the city, which seemed to stretch on forever from the 67th floor of the skyscraper.

"Hello, Alexandra." Rita moved from her desk and closed the distance between them. "God, you look just like your mom. I would have sworn it was her if I didn't know you were the one walking into my office." She hugged Alex tightly and gave her a friendly squeeze. "Come sit down and tell me about Maddie."

She smiled at her mom's friend, recognizing her immediately. "Mom's shared her pictures of you, and you look the same as you did when you and she were modeling together." Alex moved to the leather couch that Rita had all ready sat down on. 

Her stomach was still nervous, and she placed her hand over the peach colored blouse that she had worn that morning. Her long legs were crossed at the ankles and the black skirt, fell to her knees, it still happened to be free of lint. 

"Well, your mom and I go way back. She and I graduated high school together, came out here to the city, fought tooth and nail to get jobs, and then once we made it big, she falls in love, and leaves it all behind, while I change course and start my own agency. But I don't think she regrets her decisions, by looking at you, I think she chose the right path for her."

Alex blushed, "She and dad are very happy." She slid one leg up under the other, and felt herself relax even more. "Ms. Tucker, I appreciate your doing this for me. I know it is for mom, but I'll try hard to do what you tell me to."

Rita placed her hand on Alex's leg, "Hon, first it's Rita, not Ms. Tucker, and that goes everywhere. Ms. Tucker projects images of my mother into my head, and we so don't want that to happen." She chuckled, and removed her hand from Alex's thigh. "Also, if I didn't think you had star potential, then I would have put you behind a desk and told your mom that you'd always have a job here but I wouldn't just put you in front of a camera if I didn't have some faith in your ability."

A grin a mile wide, lit up young Alex's face, and she thanked her mom's friend again. "I think we'll get along great, Ms... I mean Rita."

"So do I. Let's look over the portfolio your mom sent me and we'll talk about how this is going to work out in the beginning." 

The two women moved from the couch to a small table with four chairs surrounding it. The polished brass, reflected through the streak free glass top, and Alex was soon pouring over photos of herself. There were ones from commercial shots she had done, advertising for her towns' local businesses, a few shots of her doing the usual display of flesh for a new car. Her favorite had been the shots of her that were taken when she was "supposed" to look as if she wasn't modeling.

Those pictures were ones that had her speeding down the road, hugging some hunky guy in a leather jacket, while the wind whipped through her hair. She was usually on a Harley or in some convertible on the lap of a friend. Her smiles were genuine in those shots; she loved the freedom those kinds of activities gave her. 

Rita looked over the photos and then reached for the phone at the center of the table. She punched in a series of numbers and asked the person on the other end to come to her office. Alex was curious who was coming up to join them, and sat nervously wondering what was going to happen next.

After a few minutes of conversation, the door to Rita's office opened and a bright smiling woman walked into the room. Her blonde bobbed hair bounced back and forth as she rushed over and greeted Rita with a kiss on each cheek, and then pumped Alex's hand up and down in greeting. Alex chuckled at her exaggerated greeting, and returned the hearty smile to the young girl. 

"Wow, Rita! I'm taking this one down to the studios right now," the short petite girl said, her blue eyes sparkling. 

Rita laughed. "Well, that is why I called. Put Alex in a suit, and a few evening gowns, do head shots, full shots, and do some stilettos also. I think she'll be able to do a number of photo shoots for us." Rita's eyes roamed over her friend's daughter, taking in her full breasts, long legs, and overall down-home girl appearance. "Yes I think we're going to enjoy having Ms. Blythe with us for quite sometime."

Alex blushed over the perusal of her body, but understood it was necessary in order for her new employer to get the overall picture of her. "Thanks again, Rita. I hope I do you proud."

"You will, sweetie. I have a feeling were going to become great friends, just like your mom and I were years ago." She touched Alex's cheek. "At least I hope so." Rita's fingers pressed softly against her lips, "Call May, and tell her we have some fresh lips for that shoot we're doing tomorrow morning. Alex's lips are very kissable." Rita felt a tremble in her stomach, pulled her fingers from Alex's lips, and smiled softly, "Yes, I have a feeling there will be many that will envy the person that kisses these lips."

With a questioning look, Alex cocked her head and blushed lightly, "Thank you." She had thought she saw something in Rita's eyes, but she quickly dismissed it as nerves. Alex was very nervous. She didn't want to see something that wasn't there, and ruin a friendship that showed signs of being a long lasting one. 

Rita waved goodbye to Alex, and watched as she left the room. She got back behind her desk and went back to work. Her mind drifted back and forth between the work on her desk and the portfolio on her table. Finally she called it quits for a moment, went back to the table, picked up the pictures of Alex. "She is lovely." Her fingers glided over the glossy prints and she felt a pinch in her stomach. It had been a while since Rita had felt a connection with someone, like she was feeling now, and she wondered what would happen if she acted on it. 

Moving back to her desk, she buzzed Carl. "Yes," his voice came back to her over the speaker. 

"Get me a dinner reservation for two at Gina's tonight, okay."

"Sure thing. Anything else?"

She thought for a moment, "Tell them in a quiet place, a corner preferably."

"Deal."

Now, Rita was able to concentrate on her work. For the next several hours she accomplished many things, all the while keeping her mind on the evening ahead and the possibilities of more. 

*****

Alex followed the chipper woman to the elevator, and then down a couple more floors. While in the lift, she had learned that the girls name was Rebecca but that everyone called her Becky. They were both 18, and Rebecca was an understudy to the photographer that would be taking her pictures. 

Once they got to the floor they needed, Becky led Alex through a maze of halls and doorways, until finally they entered a huge white room. Lights were strewn all about the floor and the ceilings. In one corner were mock living rooms and dining areas. In another section were different kitchenettes. It seemed that the studio room was actually half the floor by itself.

Alex's eyes seemed to fly from one part of the room to another. The windows were huge and covered with thick sheets of velvet material that also was white. "Goodness, it's like walking into the white light of God."

Becky laughed, and grinned wide. "It's a bit like waking up and seeing 'The Light' and wanting to follow it."

"Are you making fun of my work place again?" 

Alex turned to the voice, and swallowed as she saw a Greek Goddess turn the corner. The woman looked to be about 6'2 and had the most perfectly bronzed complexion a girl would want. "Hey, Deb…this is Alex; and yes, I was making fun of your studio."

Deb smirked and rolled her eyes, "You just want to splash pink everywhere and call it yours. I'm not stupid. Hey there, Alex, nice to meet you." She extended her hand, the long slim fingers painted a beautiful shade of rose. 

"It's nice to meet you also," Alex said as she took Deb's hand. Alex felt a jolt of electricity hit her and she pulled her hand away as soon as she could without looking offensive. "What was that?" She thought to herself. 

"Rita wants the works for Alex, and I've got to schedule her to do some shots with May in the morning for the lipstick shoot tomorrow." Becky turned to Alex. "You're in good hands, mate. I'll swing by later and let you know where and when tomorrow for your first shoot. Have fun. And Deb," Becky winked, "play nice."

The little blonde bounced out of the room, her attitude reflected in her steps. "She seems nice," Alex said once the girl had closed the door. 

"She's a blast to work with, a bit on the corny side, but a keeper just the same." Deb looked back to Alex, and walked around her body. Slowly her eyes absorbed the young woman, gauging her size and coloring and mentally calculating her color scheme. 

"Let me get Richie in here so he can get you all set in costume, and then we'll do the shots."

"All right," Alex agreed. She found herself wiggling her finger in her ear for seconds after Deb yelled, "Richard!" 

A loud, "I'm coming," came from behind Alex, and she saw a skinny man with glasses approaching her. "Clothes, right?" 

Deb nodded, and then introduced Alex to Richard. "Wardrobe and make-up," she told him.

"I don't like doing the make-up, doll. You know that," he sighed.

"Well, until Sammy is back from maternity leave, you do the make-up," Deb told him. She laid her hand on Alex's shoulder and leaned down to whisper in her ear, even though Richard could easily hear her, "Richard got our make-up girl knocked up so this is his punishment. Don't worry. He's quite good at both wardrobe and make-up."

Richard blushed, "Let's go to the dressing rooms, love. I'll have Debbie drooling over you; that will make her sorry for picking on me."

"Now, Richard, why would I be sorry for drooling over a beautiful woman. I don't think you'll have to work too hard. Alex is beautiful enough without your handy work." Deb let her eyes roam over Alex's firm, taut body, already wondering what Richard would be having her wear. "I'll get the lighting done and the cameras ready. Just shots of her today; we'll do group photos sometime later."

Richard led Alex to another room, this one just to the left of the first kitchenette. "I hope you don't mind all this unexpected fuss?" she told him.

"Fuss? Mind it?" Richard laughed and shut the door behind them. "I live off the unexpected."

Alex chuckled, and soon found her hands full of different suits and shoes. "Let's try the blue one-piece, with the royal blue crystal studded stilettos first. Next, we'll have you go with the scarlet two-piece with the high cut thigh and red sandals. Last will be this hot pink thong and bikini set with the laced up stilettos," Richard told her as each piece was cradled against her breasts.

"Not very practical, huh?" Alex giggled.

"Nope, but who needs practical when they only want to look at your body," Richard shrugged. "You'll do great, babe. No worries. And Deb likes you; that alone is a plus."

Alex took her clothes, and changed behind the screen. The spandex material hugged her body, and the curve of her breasts was easily distinguished. Her nipples were perked slightly due to the friction of the material and her own nervousness. She slipped her feet into the 5-inch heels and then sat down to allow Richard to toy with her hair.

After what seemed to Alex to be hours, but was actually only 45 minutes, she found herself in front of a drop cloth that had been painted to resemble a beach. "Lovely," Deb kept telling her as Alex went through the motions of posing with beach toys and building sand castles. The morning went on, each suit producing new photos and new smiles. 

By the time the swimsuit shots were done, Alex was ready to promise never to wear heels again. Deb could see that this was new to the young woman, so she sent Richard out to grab lunch for the three of them. Alex slipped into a robe, and slipped out of the laced-up heels before cinching the robe tight around her waist and closing off the hot pink view of her thong bikini. She grabbed a seat on the sofa beside Deb and took a deep breath.

"Give me your feet," Deb told Alex, her hand outstretched and waiting.

Alex looked down, not knowing she had been rubbing her aching toes and heel. "I guess I'm not used to the heels."

"Oh, don't worry, you'll get used to it. Now give them up and I'll ease the tension. I don't mind, and I won't make fun of your feet." Deb grinned widely and winked as she finally saw Alex give in. Before long, she was working the knots from the black-haired girl's feet.

"So Alex, what brought you here?" she asked, her fingers massaging the toes of the young woman's feet. 

"My mom and Rita went to school together, and well, I've done some modeling work in my town but wanted more. So mom contacted Rita…and yes I know it was cheating… but she said she'd get me started if I showed potential."

Deb nodded, and began to work her hands over the top of her foot and over Alex's trim ankle. "No need to apologize for getting a head up on the business. Any girl in this industry would have taken a pass around the hoopla if they'd had one. Once you're in, you still have to be the one who proves you can do it." Deb loved the way her fingers glided along Alex's skin and she continued in a slower manner, easing her fingers up to Alex's calf muscles.

"Oh, that feels great. I didn't even know they were tense and sore," Alex felt herself lean back on the couch, and scoot herself so her head rested on the arm of the leather sofa. "If you ever decide to leave the camera scene, you'd make an excellent massage therapist." Alex closed her eyes, and allowed Deb's hands to ease the pain from her body. She sighed as the hands moved up to her thighs, and began to work the tight muscles that were there also.

Deb was watching Alex's chest rise and fall, and she knew that soon the young girl had fallen asleep. With slow moving hands, she reached up and gently untied the loops of Alex's robe, and then with careful ease she opened the robe up, and gazed upon the slim body of her newest photo job. "Fuck your hot," she whispered to herself.

Her fingers slipped back to Alex's thigh, allowing them to brush against the covered sex, and she felt the heat of the woman's pussy radiating up to her. Deb's own sex was getting more aroused, as she went back to working the muscles and skin underneath her touch. She licked her lips in anticipation, and then found herself releasing Alex's legs and placing a small kiss on the center of the sleeping woman's cloth covered cunt.

She took a deep breath of the body beneath her, and ran her tongue softly over the material. When she heard the hiss above her, Deb's attention flew back to Alex's face. They stared at each other for a long time, before Alex said or did anything. Deb watched Alex slid her hand down her stomach, and over to the ties of the bikini bottom. Her heart beating in her chest, Deb watched the fingers untie the straps, and slip between the material and her body, and pushed the cloth away. 

Alex licked her lips in encouragement to Deb's mouth. She had been shocked to say the least when she woke up to see the beautiful blonde's mouth hovering over her pussy. Alex knew about her mom's Bi-sexual needs, so Alex wasn't scared to experience her first one, with this woman, because she had always been curious. So when the blonde had licked her covered pussy, Alex had known she wanted to experience more.

She swallowed hard, as she felt the heat of Deb's mouth on her sex, and a shiver ran through her. Her eyes took in the blue ones of Deb's and then she closed them when she felt the first touch of Deb's tongue. 

Deb slipped her tongue over Alex's pussy, allowing the girl to grow accustomed to the idea of Debbie's mouth so close to capturing her. Her finger moved to expose the clit, and Deb let her nose inhale the musky fragrance. She flicked the nub with her tongue several times, before licking it softly. Using her tongue, she massaged the rosy bud, then began to lap it up and down. She knew that Alex was enjoying the attention; little whimpers were escaping her as Deb's warm breath hit her skin.


Alex's Lessons Ch. 02



Author's Note: Thanks again to kendo for editing. If you find something, it's probably because he told me to fix it and I missed it... I'm blind sometimes. Enjoy the read and as always I look forward to your comments. He doesn't edit my author notes, so blame all the errors here on me too. Thanks and have fun. ~ Red

*

The cameras flashed and Alex found her eyes wandering for a moment while she tried to block the yellow spots that danced behind her eyes. She had been modeling for a couple of months and she still had not gotten used to the blinding light of the camera flashes. Her mind drifted to the beginning of her career, a career that she was enjoying more and more each day. She remembered Diane, her first lover and Rita, her boss and second lover. Now she found herself spending more nights with May. She glanced over at the woman, Alex's first true high profile modeling job had been with May, a day of shooting lipsticks, shadows and other various powders for the cosmetic line. 

May caught Alex's stare and winked, she had worked out for her and Alex to spend the evening alone and she was looking forward to it. It had taken a couple of weeks to pry Alex from Rita's side, but now that she'd been with her for some time she was ready to move on to the next new thing coming out of the barrel of beautiful women. She knew it would not sit well with Alex, but this was life and this was how it worked in the business. You fucked hard, fast and never stood long dining at one particular table. She wondered how the small town girl was going to handle it and for a moment thought about not ending the fling. Then she caught sight of Sammy, the new girl on the block and almost creamed her panties just from looking at her pert nipples. "Nope... it is over tonight, unless..." May let the thought drop away and shivered over the new plan that was seeping into her. 

Several hours passed before Alex was back at Tucker's Agency and her smile lit up the room. "Hey Sheila," she smiled to the pretty brunette who sat behind one of the several secretaries one had to go through in order to reach the office of Rita Tucker; everyone except Alex. Alex had walked right in and quickly went through all the "official red tape" of modeling and had her first important job her first day.

Sheila glanced up and waved to the raven-haired beauty. She was happy for the small town girl's success, but she also knew that when they rose fast, they fell hard. She had never faced the cameras, but there were plenty of times when she saw those smiling faces not looking very happy with their lives. Usually it was when Rita ended a love affair, but so far, Alex was doing pretty well. The fact that Alex's mom and the boss went to school together helped a lot to further the woman's rising career. "Hi Alex, busy day today?" 

"Not any more. I have the afternoon off, and I'm going shopping," Alex's smile was huge and she showed the pleasure of having the afternoon free to do her own thing. Her mother was coming into town next month and she was looking forward to seeing her. She had a lot to discuss with her, things that the letters to home were just not able to project meaningfully. "Mom's coming into the city next month and I'm redecorating the spare bedroom for her."

"Cool. If you need any help, let me know. My brother is a great decorator."

"I didn't know you had a brother."

"Really? I thought you knew John was my brother," the look of surprise was evident on the petite woman's face. Her soft brown eyes looked confused when Alex only shrugged her shoulders and waited for Sheila to continue. "John, Rita's driver. The man that chauffeurs you and her and everyone else of Rita Tucker importance around," Sheila rolled her eyes when dawning finally showed in Alex's eyes. 

Alex grinned, "Okay. I know John then. I don't think I'm his favorite person though."

"John is a bit rough around the edges, but he's a great designer. Just does the chauffeur thing to help make ends meet." She pulled out a business card from her purse, "Here take this and if you decide you want him to help you out give him a buzz."

Taking the card, she smiled her thanks and headed toward Rita's office. "Is she busy Carl?" she asked Rita's personnel secretary. 

"Nope... been expecting you I believe. She just called Deb in there about five minutes ago. Go right on in." Carl watched Alex open the door, pause and then shut it behind her. He heard the flick of the lock and felt his cock reacting to what his mind was conjuring up. "Some girls have all the luck," he muttered to himself, stroked his growing member and went back to work. 

Rita lay on the large conference table with Deb's face buried in between the blonde trimmed pussy. The smell of sexual heat was already filling the air, bringing a drop of nectar to Alex's thong covered cunt. "I've missed this," she moaned as she began to remove the thin dress she wore. Her nipples were hard and she moved over to the conference table. Her hand snaked up Deb's back, curling in her blonde hair and pulling it away from Rita's cunt. Their lips met and tangled briefly, Alex washed the juices from her friend's mouth then pulled a chair from under the table, climbed on top and was soon licking her boss's pussy along with Deb.

Debbie was standing at the end of the table enjoying the trimmed hairs of Rita's sex when Alex came in, now she went back to work pleasuring her boss and licking Alex's tongue in the process. She could hear the slurping sounds of Rita working on Alex's bald cunt and she shivered over the thought of being the first one in Rita's employment to drink from the raven Goddess's sex. 

Rita felt the dual battle on her pussy, moaned and gasped as both Deb and Alex took her swollen, juice-covered sex and began to lap at her flesh. Her muscles contracted and released pushing more nectar from deep within. She used her tongue to run its course up and down the bald mound that was in front of her. Lifting her head she began to rain small bites over the lush lips that smelled of a musky perfume that Rita not only wanted to wear but to feast upon as well. 

As she continued to taste the juices that were flowing from Rita's cunt, Alex would mingle her tongue with Deb's. Her hand lifted and she placed all her weight on the one that stayed on the table. She then toyed with Debbie's hair, twisting and pulling it, eventually ramming it into the delicious cunt they were sharing. While she lapped over Rita's clit, she took in Deb's tongue seeking the warm hole that the honey was sliding from. Her body was grinding itself against the hot tongue that was mimicking the movements of the one below. Alex moaned into Rita's cunt as she felt Rita use her fingers to pinch her clit, while ramming her tongue inside the soaked cavern of her sex. 

Deb moved her tongue around the outer edge of Rita's pussy before finally pressing it into the steamy hole. She pulled the moistness out, drank it and sometimes moved her head away to let Alex feast. As her own juices began running down her leg she grabbed a dildo from a chair next to her. Her eyes met Alex's and she left the pussy for a moment, letting the brown eyed beauty have more of Rita's hot flesh. Deb pushed the artificial cock into herself several times, slowly at first then building up the tempo. She fucked her pussy while Rita's cunt was opening up for Alex's mouth. Her eyes were glazing as she forced herself to grab the chair and sit down. Quickly she scooted back to the desk, shifted forward in her seat and began to fuck herself even faster while Rita bucked against Alex's mouth. 

Rita felt the loss of Deb's tongue, knew she had finally given up on ignoring her body, and was probably now using the cock toy. She did not mind, she had what she wanted right in front of her. Rita's fingers opened up Alex's hole wide and soon she was fucking the tight center with deep strokes and using her fingers to massage the swollen lips, bring moans from Alex that vibrated across her pussy. She shook each time she felt Alex bite then fuck her with her tongue, then bite again. Her hips lifted high and she growled deeply as she hoisted her head up more and buried her face into Alex's pussy. Rubbing the young eighteen-year-old cunt back and forth with her face, she was soon covered in juice, knowing she would leave it to dry so she could smell the heady fragrance all day.

Alex felt Rita move from tongue fucking to face fucking. Each roll of her boss' nose would ram against her clit and every long sweep of her chin and tongue would bring a shiver to her body. It wasn't long before she was using three digits on Rita's pussy and ramming her tongue and teeth across the sloppy clit that smelled sweeter with each passing second. Her eyes connected with Deb's hands that were teasing her clit while ramming the dildo into her bald pussy. Alex lifted her head, whimpered at Debbie then felt the cock being shoved into her mouth. She drank the juices of Debbie's pussy off the fake rod, and then returned to fucking Rita. Soon the women were gasping and moaning, each one covering something or someone with come. 

Debbie impaled the device into her hot hole, scraped the hard tip over the sides of her cunt and screamed a shattering release of passion as she came. Her juices flowed thick and fast as they traveled from deep within her to cover the welcomed appendage that she was thrusting in and out of her. She pulled her clit, twisted it hard and shuddered violently as she sent more fluids flying over her toy, pussy, thighs as well as the chair. "Oh fuck...," she grunted as the rolling waves of lust rammed freely. Her eyes were barely open when she saw Rita's come shoot from her cunt and cover Alex's face. 

"Oh God Alex!" Rita's voice filled the air mixing with Debbie's scream and Alex's groans. She felt each thrust of Alex's fingers scraping against her and she pushed herself up higher, forcing her pussy into Alex's face even more. She came hard over her lover, and continued to ride up and down on Alex's cunt. As she came, Alex plowed hard and bit the swollen clit, rolling it with her teeth then pushing it with her tongue. Her hole was invaded with fingers that gathered her come from its home and forced it out into the chilling air, only to be devoured by the warm pink tongue that had made her shake with liquid fire rolling through her. "Alex... Jesus Christ, oh fuck," she continued riding the orgasmic high as Alex continued to drink what she was craving the most, her boss' come.

She chuckled softly and dove back into the come soaked pussy that was quivering before her. Her own release quickly followed Rita's and Debbie's. Rita tore into her clit, biting, twisting and pulling it. Alex's cry of both pain and pleasure ripped through her, as did her climax. She gasped into the warm cunt that was full of honey, only to lift her face from it and yell out, "Oh my God!" Alex squirted her juice over Rita's face and she heard the soft, hungry "Yes" come from her boss. She felt the swirling tongue, the hard teeth, and the questing digits expel her fluids from her sex until she too was withering in passion-filled frenzy. Alex drank deep the syrup that Rita had emptied as her body quaked violently around Rita's face. 

It wasn't long before the three women were sprawled out around the room. Debbie managed to drop the fake cock and stay in the chair; her arms to her sides, legs spread and well used pussy open for inspection. Rita stayed on the table, her breathing hard, unsteady and her body occasionally shivering with little orgasmic waves. Alex was lying on the sofa, one hand dropped to the floor, the other over her perky nipples, and her body tingling everywhere. 

There was a clicking sound bringing all three women's attention to the door. "Yes, Carl?" Rita asked, but refusing to rise from her position. 

"Just checking in to tell you that your 2:00 meeting will be here in an hour," he glanced at the woman, smelled the air, and grinned wide. "Enjoyed your lunch boss?" he chuckled then shut the door on the fit of giggles that suddenly erupted from the naked beauties lips. Carl locked the door behind him and went back to his desk. "Yep... all the luck," he wondered how much he would have to pay to get what was in that office into his bed. He laughed at his thoughts, knowing that Rita and Deb were strictly for the ladies, but Alex... he wasn't too sure about. Carl went back to work, trying hard not to think of the cock that was throbbing in his pants. 

*****

Alex left the agency and headed to her apartment. She still wore the fragrance of Rita and could still taste both her boss' come as well as the juices from Deb that she'd sucked off the dildo. As she rode in the back of Rita's car, her eyes went to the rear view mirror and she caught John's stare. "I didn't know Sheila was your sister," she stated quietly. She wasn't sure about John. Sometimes he came across kind, other times a bit brash and annoying. Today she wasn't quite sure how he'd be.

His eyes flickered between hers and the road and he shrugged his shoulders. "Never came up I guess. Why did it today?" he asked curious as to why Sheila and his relationship had been spoken about. He didn't really like his personnel life out in the open for Rita and her groupies to discuss, but Sheila wouldn't have divulged their relationship if she hadn't had a reason. 

Alex smiled softly and pushed her self toward the front of the seat. The Lincoln Town Car was comfortable and large so she was pretty comfy where she was but wanted to be one on one with John. She surprised him and herself when she lifted her ass off the seat and swung one leg over the front seat then the other to plop herself down beside him in the passenger seat. "There that's better," she said, taking a chance he was in a friendly mood. 

John chuckled and shook his head in disbelief. "Welcome to the middle class side of the car," he winked at her and smiled. He could smell the scent of sex on her and his body reacted normally, and tried to ignore it. He was good at that, ignoring sex. He'd been with Rita for a while now and the scent was mind numbing at times, but he'd also grown immune to it unless he found the woman especially interesting. As he felt his pants begin to tighten he realized he'd found the woman next to him very interesting. "So... Sheila discussed her big brother with you. What pray tell was the reason to grace your lovely ears with my name?"

Her laughter filled the air and she smiled back at him, thankful he was in a good mood. "She said to look you up if I needed help with decorating my mom's bedroom. She's coming up to the city next month and I want her room to look welcoming. Sheila said you were a decorator." Alex took a moment to study the driver who had been relatively quiet and reserved to her over the last two months that she'd known him. His face was charming, somewhat boyish with a hint of mystery to him, a hint that only came out when he thought she wasn't seeing him. She looked at his hands, strong and secure, looking as they commanded the vehicle. Her eyes were brought back to his face when he started speaking. 

"I dabble in it. A hobby really. I take it she gave you a card so you'd think I was some big time wannabe?" he laughed at the knowing expression on her face. "Nope... she did the cards up herself. She thinks I want to wallow in my own business and all the headaches that go with it, so she gives out cards to friends who show an interest."

"Oh, okay then, I'll not bug you. I don't want you to make it something you work at and not enjoy." Alex twisted in her seat, remembered the belt and quickly fastened it in. "If you would drop me off up town, I want to pick up some paint and brushes before heading back to my place."

John said nothing more, but let his mind wonder about Alex and her swift change from lesbian model to hometown girl. He could understand leaving your home to make a name for yourself, if that was what was important for you then go for it, but something told him that Alex might not be sure what she wanted. She seemed to thrive in the modeling world, but at times when she wasn't looking, he'd see her features change when they passed a park, or a group of college groupies hanging out and shooting the breeze. He wondered what she'd be like away from Rita and the other women. "I've got a few projects I'm working on at home, so a trip downtown would work great for me as well."

Once they arrived at the hardware store, it was apparent to Alex that John was going to help her with her project. They picked out paints, stencils, sponges as well as brushes and other miscellaneous items. Alex knew she'd be in need of some help figuring out how to use everything. "When do you want to do this?" he asked her as he loaded the trunk. "I'm free this weekend," he looked back at her, slammed the lid down and waited. 

"This weekend is free for me too. I have plans tonight with May then I'm open."

"May Wilcox huh? I thought you two were an item now. Moved on to other fish in the sea?" John regretted his words the moment he saw her face fall. "Sorry, that wasn't meant the way it came out," he told her, touching her arm as an offering to reconnect with the bubbly personality he'd witnessed inside the store. 

Alex looked down at her feet and shrugged off the feelings of hurt. "No biggie. I'm not blind; I know others feel the same way. Moving from one to another, but I'm not the only one that does it. I do like May though... a lot," she told him, finally looking back into his eyes.

"You don't have to explain yourself to me, I'm just the driver," he winked then continued "And now the painter."

They left together, each one lost in thought and soon John was depositing Alex at the front door of her apartment complex. "Hey, can I ask you something?" 

"Sure," Alex replied as she assisted him with her purchases and they headed to her apartment.

"Usually the models move in with Rita, why didn't you?" John wanted to know, he'd been curious ever since he'd seen her packing little suitcases for over nights, but never packing up the entire place and heading out. "Most of her... well, lovers move in with her."

"I considered it, but everything was happening so fast, I decided I wasn't ready yet." She unlocked the door and together they moved the items to the room she was redoing for her mom. "Thanks John, I'll see you this weekend."

He waved goodbye and headed back to the car, checked his watch and quickly returned to pick up his boss and a woman by the name of Sammy. "Another one in the line of many," he told himself, as he drove them to Rita's favorite restaurant, one that Alex herself had enjoyed that first night in town. 

*****

Evening was approaching fast and Alex again looked at the time. She wondered why May hadn't called or showed up yet, she was never late so it was with a shaky hand that she called up May's house and reached her lover. "Huh?" the voice came over the receiver and Alex's jaw dropped. She could make out the sounds of mating in the background, the moans of several people, the screams of "hurry up get off the fucking phone" came from somewhere down the line. 

"May?" Alex asked feeling a bit queasy. 

"Shit... sorry Alex I was planning on a bit of fun with you and Sammy but looks like Rita had other plans. "Bye doll... it was fun." 

The receiver buzzed in her ear for a while, before Alex came back around and hung up the phone. She sat down on her bed and felt words come back to slam her in the gut. "Moved on to other fish in the sea?" and "you and Sammy... Rita... plans... doll... it was fun." They all rolled through her head and finally she understood how the modeling world worked. "Fine," she told herself and squared her shoulders. She wiped the tears from her eyes, grabbed her coat, and made her way down to the hotel lobby. 




Alex's Lessons Ch. 03



Author's Note: Thanks to my fan Penny, for another opportunity to write something for Alex and her growing lessons of life and love. Enjoy this new chapter in a young model's life. Special thanks to hugo_sam for editing services. All comments and suggestions are welcomed. ~ Red

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Alex parked her car and hurried through the throngs of people crowding around the passengers just arriving at the airport. It wasn't long before Alex located the older version of herself, and flagged down her mother Maddie. When the two women reached each other, Alex was pulled into a warm embrace. It seemed to swallow her 6-foot-1 inch frame. She returned the hug, adding an extra squeeze before releasing her mom.

"God, I've missed you," the two women said simultaneously, followed quickly by mirrored chuckles of each other. 

Maddie stepped back and ran her eyes over her daughter. "Wow. You look gorgeous. This modeling thing has really taken off for you hasn't it?" she asked. 

She wrapped her arm around her daughter's waist as the two of them headed toward baggage claims. Once finished there, Alex led her mom to her car. Then the two of them caught up on family and new activities.

"Your Dad misses you. He's looking forward to coming up for your birthday this Christmas. I think he's got a special gift for you, if you want it that is," she winked and squeezed her daughter's hand. "I've really missed you, Alex," Maddie added. 

"I've missed you, too. I'm sure whatever Daddy's planning, I'll love it. I am his little girl, aren't I?" she winked back. 

It wasn't long before Alex was pulling her car into the parking spot of her apartment and helping her mom with her luggage. When they reached Alex's apartment, she pulled out a set of keys and handed them to her mom. "I made you a set since you are going to be around all month. Rita's driver, John, said he'd take me to and from the office while you were here. Just in case you wanted to go somewhere, you wouldn't be stuck riding in the poor excuses they call taxis around here." 

Maddie took the keys and unlocked the apartment. Once inside, she nodded her head in approval. "Lovely, Alex. Simply beautiful. This has 'Alex', written all over it." 

Maddie caught sight of several glass figures scattered throughout the house. Some she recognized from Alex's collection she'd had sent from home, but a number of them were new and obviously more expensive then the original collection. 

"Thanks mom. Come this way. John helped me paint up this room for you. I hope you like it." 

"John?" Maddie repeated softly. "This is the second time in less then five minutes you've said the man's name. Is there something you need to tell me?" she asked. Alex had mentioned name upon name in her letters home, but never had she mentioned anyone named John. Now all of a sudden there was one and Maddie wondered if there wasn't something more going on. 

Alex shook her head and giggled, "No." She helped her mom unpack and while she did, she explained that he was only a friend. "Besides mom, you've read my letters. I'm not into men," she winked and then laughed as she pulled a sexy nighty from her mom's suitcase. 

"Oh my! Plans mom?" she asked. Alex knew her mother wasn't planning to cheat on her father, at least not with another man. 

"Give me that," Maddie said and reached for the red silk lingerie. She missed it when Alex pulled it back, hiding it behind her. 

"Not until you admit what you're planning on doing with it." 

"Your father bought it for me to wear when Rita and I have dinner with you tonight. Granted. . . I'll be wearing it after you go home and I'm visiting Rita," she winked at her daughter. 

"I thought as much; it's quite nice. I may need to borrow it." 

Maddie made another grab for the nighty and accidentally brushed her daughter's right breast. She ignored the spark that ran through her fingers and up her arm, as she reached behind Alex to take hold of the delicate material. 

Alex released the garment without question, too stunned by the heat that was rolling through her. Her senses reeled from the touch of her mom's palm against the side of her tit. Alex felt the blush of her cheeks and quickly turned away, fluffing the pillows on the bed. 

While Alex ignored sensations similar to what she was ignoring, Maddie swiftly occupied her mind and hands with the unpacking. Once it was completed, the two women relaxed. Alex offered to take Maddie over to Tucker's Modeling so she could catch up with Rita. It was still hours before their scheduled dinner date, but she knew Rita was looking forward to seeing her old friend from days gone by. 

*****

Rita stepped out of her bathroom office after cleaning away the come that had flowed thick down her creamy white thighs. Her eyes grew wide, while her smile lit up her face when she looked up and saw Maddie Blythe standing in her office along with one of her top models. 

"Oh baby," she cried out and the two friends wrapped their arms tight around each other. 

Maddie felt Rita's warm embrace and let the hug linger longer then normal friends would. The two women weren't "normal" friends. They had attended high school together, as well as college, both picked up modeling and while they did all of that they became lovers. When Maddie married and Rita went off to become a businesswoman, they had drifted apart romantically, but had always kept in touch via the phone, letters and eventually emails. 

If it hadn't been for their unique relationship, Alex probably wouldn't have made it so quick up the ladder. All three women would admit that to anyone. All three would also admit that in the end. . . no matter whom you knew, it came down to the face the people wanted to see, right now, that face was Alex Blythe, the long-legged, raven-haired Goddess. 

After the women separated, Rita pulled Alex in for a quick hug and a kiss on the lips. The affair between Rita and Alex had been Alex's first romance. Though it was brief the two women still occasionally played together. Alex was between relationships right now. She'd had gotten herself in a bad spot a month ago and had sworn off one night stands unless Rita or another trusted friend set her up. The woman, Alex only knew as Dana, had shown up with a racy video and a smile worth $50,000. Alex was still paying Rita for her loan of the payoff money. She shuddered over the thought of Dana and tried to let the warm kiss of Rita bring her thoughts back to the present.

"So what brings you here? I thought you two were going to meet me for dinner later," Rita asked as she walked over to her desk. She sat down and buzzed her secretary, Carl. She informed him to hold all her calls for now. 

"I knew you guys would want to touch base and say hi before I took mom shopping. I figured we'd get some hugs and kisses now, before dinner. I'm sure you two will enjoy more of each other after I head home tonight," Alex said and grabbed a seat in the lush sofa. 

"You could join us afterwards," Rita said with a smile. 

Maddie bit her bottom lip and glanced at her daughter. Her eyes lingered on the firm breasts and soft skin, and then she turned back to Rita and cleared her throat. "You haven't changed a bit. You kidder you," she said. 

Alex saw her mother's expression before Maddie turned away. Maddie then closed her eyes and took a deep calming breath. The image of Rita and Alex were too much for her to contemplate and she felt her sex tightening. Rita just raised a brow and then shrugged her shoulders. Alex just sat there stunned at the look her mother had given her.

She'd seen that look from many women and men over the last few months since she'd been modeling. Never, in her eighteen years had she seen it on her mom. Alex recognized her level of excitement had taken on a new spark. She wondered why she was suddenly picturing her mother in the sexy red nighty that lay nestled with thongs and corsets in the top drawer of the dresser at home.

The three women visited for an hour before Rita admitted she had to return to work. She would meet mother and daughter as planned at Rita's favorite restaurant. Alex and Maddie then left to do what ladies do best, shop. They hit several boutiques as well as having a light lunch. Maddie insisted on getting lingerie for her and her best friend, admitting she'd also use the lovely articles of satin and lace for her husband as well. Alex eagerly agreed to make this stop the last one, before returning to get ready for dinner with Rita. 

The lingerie shop was quiet. The soft playing classical music, filled the boutique with low notes of love and romance. The store smelled of sugar cookies and Alex knew she'd be purchasing the scented oils and lotions that complimented the air before she left. Soon mother and daughter piled into the large dressing room, either agreeing on naughty things or agreeing to disagree on them. When Alex saw her mother's nipples protrude from under a light-blue negligee she moaned softly and tried to cover it up with a cough. Maddie however heard the sound and she tilted her head to one side. 

"You have grown up so much, Alex," she told her daughter. Her fingers ran through the soft, black strands of hair and she absentmindedly tucked a few loose strands behind Alex's ear. 

Alex looked up, her brown eyes meeting those of her Mother. "I'd like to think so. I'd like to think I've learned a lot about myself and of others." She gripped the bench she was sitting on tightly as she leaned into her mother's hand. 

"What are you feeling right now, sweetie?" Maddie asked. Her hand slowly slipped down her daughter's neck. Her eyes took in the rise and fall of the royal blue bra Alex wore, knowing that she'd be buying the bra and matching thong for her daughter before they left. 

"I'm thinking I'm feeling something that I shouldn't be, but I. . ." Alex stopped speaking and dipped her head down. She placed a soft kiss on her mother's palm and allowed her tongue to tease the flesh. 

Maddie hissed and stepped closer to her daughter. Her sex was sending little jolts of heat through her body and she felt the signs of a sweet release bordering on the edge of a great abyss. "Its confusing isn't it?" she asked. Her hand moved further down, her palm grazed the hard nipple that lay hidden under the flimsy cloth. Her other hand slid over Alex's lips and she memorized the softness, knowing this time when she touched those lips in a kiss; it would mean more then the motherly "hello" it had always meant.

"Yes, but. . ." Alex's hands finally released the bench and she flexed her fingers. One hand moved to her bra and she released the clasp, the other slowly slid up her mother's long leg. Her eyes held Maddie's and she chewed nervously on her lower lip. 

"Its okay baby," Maddie whispered. Her hand pushed the material off Alex's left breast and her fingers grazed the hard bud. "We can stop whenever you want to." She let her thumb rub back and forth over the extended button and smiled when Alex sighed softly, whispering a soft "Okay."

Maddie used her other hand to sweep away the rest of the bra and she drank in the two perfect globes that screamed for attention. She teased both pink pearls with her fingers, bringing the young woman to greater heights of desire. As Maddie played with her daughter's tits, Alex skirted one hand up the back of her mother's leg while the other continued its journey to the light-blue thong that covered her mother's sex.

"Mmm. . ." Alex moaned as her mom pulled and teased her nipples. She pushed her breasts toward her mother, breathing deep the scent of their combined arousal. 

"Baby, you're perfect," Maddie whispered. She moved closer. Her sex was just inches from her daughter's lips, only air and satin separated them. "Alex, touch Mommy," she muttered. "I need you baby," she hissed. 

Alex's hand slipped over the juice-covered thong and Maddie squeezed her daughter's tits in encouragement. Alex's palm petted the mound several times, before dipping her finger in between the fabric and the slick, hot cunt. The warm skin burned her flesh, she welcomed the tiny curls and grinned as she recalled that her mother liked to trim her pussy. Her fingers toyed with the soft hairs and she drew lazy circles over Maddie's sex. 

"Ohh, Alex," Maddie muttered. She increased the tension on her daughter's breasts and licked her lips moistening them with her soft tongue. "Would you Alex?" she whispered the plea, though no words really asked Alex to do anything.

Alex grinned and pressed a kiss to her mother's satin-covered stomach. The soft material soothed her lips as she ran closed kisses back and forth over the hidden flesh. "In time Mom," she said. She looked up and winked at her mom. 

"Fuck," Maddie hissed. "You're as big a tease as your father."

Alex chuckled. "I'll fuck you, don't worry. I'm so wet and horny there is no way that cunt is getting away from me."

Her fingers moved up to the small strip of string that circled her mom's waist. Her other hand let her fingers stroke up and down the crack of Maddie's ass. She toyed with the string buried between the firm cheeks and laughed softly when her mom groaned out in frustration. 

Maddie's hands left her daughter's breasts and moved to her soft shoulders. She breathed the deep, heady scent of arousal that filled the dressing room. Her fingers slipped into her daughter's raven hair and she massaged her scalp. 

Alex nuzzled the lingerie with her tongue and lips until she had her nose under the soft cloth. "Nice mom," she whispered before licking Maddie's small belly button that poked gently out. Her teeth pulled on the little nub and she giggled when her mom shifted from the tug. 

"Damn, Alex," Maddie growled. Her fingers tightened in Alex's hair as she dragged her daughter's head down. "Take it," she ordered. 

Alex's lifted the material further away and her mother grabbed it, keeping it suspended from the delicate folds of her cunt. Her daughter placed her fingers on both warm lips and spread them open. Her tongue snaked out and she ran a long, flat lick from the bottom of the hot pussy to the tip. The tip of her tongue hooked the upper front of the slick pussy and she stroked it back and forth. 

"Fuck! Oh fuck baby," Maddie gasped. She felt her legs threaten to give way and she used one hand to hold the garment up, the other she used to support herself with the aid of her daughter's silky shoulder. 

Alex's tongue continued to work its way over the juice coated petals. She pulled at her mom's clit with her teeth. Her fingers left the right pussy lip and circled the opening of the peach fruit. Dipping her finger into the opening of her parent, Alex lapped up the honey that flowed more freely now that something was invading it. 

"Mmm. . . You taste wonderful Mom, a little like me," she whispered. Her tongue moved inside the dark opening. As both finger and tongue fucked her warm cunt, Maddie rocked her hips in rhythm with her daughter's movements. 

Maddie's chest rose and fell with the waves of heat that seemed to be swimming inside her. She felt the textured tongue move over her cunt. Maddie pushed her hand into Alex's hair and then pressed the warm mouth deeper against her slick sex. "Ohh, Alexxxx! " 

Maddie came over her daughter's face, covering the hot lips and the warm tongue. She shook as the fluids flowed thick from deep within her. Alex coaxed another steamy stream of syrup when she continued sucking on the heated flesh. 

Alex drank her mother's come, licked the precious mound, and teased the tiny hairs that tickled her face. She prodded the hole with long, deep thrusts until Maddie was quivering. When her mom was done coating her face, she moved her mouth up to the soft belly. Next, Alex stood up and kissed her mother deeply. Their tongues tangled in a new dance. The dance played out as a hungry kiss. . . a kiss that spoke of promise and desire. "Welcome back to my world mom," she smiled. 

Maddie grinned and licked away the come that dripped from her daughter's chin. "Mmm. . . what fun we're going to have over the next month." Her hand moved to her daughter's soaked panties. 

"Oh fuck yeah. Now how about a shower at my place and a fuck at Rita's?" she asked. 

"You're such a good daughter," Maddie winked. They kissed again and after a few more caresses, they left the shop. They did exactly what Alex had suggested, enjoyed a nice, hot shower until the water ran cold. 

*****

Rita was waiting at the restaurant when mother and daughter walked in. She recognized the look of freshly fucked pussy and she felt her sex become thick with juice. Rita visually devoured the two women. It would be like fucking a pair of dark-haired twins. She had called ahead of time and begged Maddie to shave her cunt so the fantasy of rolling her tongue over twin mounds would be heightened.

Maddie was the first to reach the table. She hugged her longtime friend, cupped her ass gently, and then took her seat. Alex too embraced Rita, giving her a soft kiss on the lips before taking her place opposite of her mother. Rita returned to her seat between the two and laid a warm palm on each one's thigh. She stroked them both and took a brief moment to inspect their panty free cunts. "Nice," she whispered to Maddie, silently thanking her for shaving the trimmed fluff. 

When their server arrived; Rita's slick fingers slid down the two women's inner thighs and then up to the table. She ordered her meal. The women followed suit. The meal progressed and Maddie agreed to do a few shots with her daughter while she was in town. A few admirers of the male gender came over to their table and Rita grinned as Alex blushed over their asking for a brief picture opportunity. 

Maddie sat back and enjoyed her daughter's fame. She saw how Alex basked in the ambience of the moment. She grinned at Rita and mouthed a "thank-you" to her friend. It wasn't long after desert that the movement of a young man caught Maddie's attention. Rita noticed Maddie's distraction and she waved the young man over. 

John didn't often come into the restaurants to announce his presence, but Rita had told him to come in when it was time; so he had. He made his way toward her and studied the woman that was obviously Alex's mom. She too was a beauty, and from the look of things, she too was susceptible to Rita's charms. 

"John meet Alex's mom, Maddie," Rita said as she stood and motioned for the server to bring John a glass of wine.

John took the seat that Rita offered and he looked at Alex. "Hey Speck, how ya doin'?" he asked adding a smirk to his statement.

"Speck?" Maddie and Rita both asked. Alex rolled her eyes and a blush ran through her cheeks as she looked back at John. She kicked him from under the table and grinned wide when he gave a mocked "ow."

"Speck is a name Mr. Paintbrush has taken to calling me. This is the man that helped me fix up your room," she told her mother. 

John chuckled and sipped his wine, wishing it was a beer instead. "By the time we were done she was speckled with every color imaginable and damn, I'd swear she had colors on her we didn't even buy." 

The group laughed. John shared a little about himself with the ladies. Maddie absorbed every signal that John tossed at her daughter. She noticed how all those signals were received, but also how Alex fought the desire to act on them. When their wine was finished John, got up and escorted the ladies outside. Maddie grabbed the keys Alex had given her and told her she would drive Rita back to Alex's and John could take Alex back to the apartment. 

Alex's expression showed her confusion, so Maddie pulled her aside. "I want a few kisses from Rita before we start renewing our friendship," she lied. She really wanted to see if perhaps Alex was ignoring a part of her sexual life, thinking that she was supposed to only play with females. She suspected her daughter was bisexual. If this John was someone that interested her, then she should consider both sides of her sexual desires. She could find someone special to share her desires with and help her enjoy herself. 




Alex's Lessons Ch. 04



Author's note: Those who have followed Alex's Lessons and have enjoyed her adventures living a Lesbian lifestyle, I hope you enjoy her first adventure with John. I look forward to continuing Alex's Lessons with both, her lesbian partners as well as any male partners she may come across later. As always please comment if you feel the need. Thank you, Red. 

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The sun was out; the seagulls were flying over head and the sand between the model's feet was wet and squishy. Alex looked to the camera and rewarded the photographer with the winning smile that she was known for. When the required number of shots were finished she grabbed a bottled water and headed over to John, Rita's driver. "You're early," she told him, looping her arm through his. 

"Yea, I finished Rita's running," he answered. He felt the thrill of her touch rush through him. 

"Well, I'm glad you're here; we finished early too. It is more fun riding home with you than getting a ride from one of the crew. They just look at me as if I'm a piece of meat." She rolled her eyes and released John's arm. "Thanks, give me a minute and I'll be right back. As much as I love the bikini, it isn't mine." She kissed her friend's cheek and left him standing there, unaware of the erection that was starting to grow harder as her scent lingered in the air. 

When she returned John had composed himself and was in the driver's seat of his and Alex's boss' Town Car. Alex climbed into the seat beside him and grinned. "I have the night off . . . do you know how often that happens?" 

"I thought you always had the nights off," John answered. 

He drove the car down familiar streets that would take him to Alex's apartment, one he'd been in often, but never long enough in his mind. Even when he helped her redo her spare bedroom for her mom's visit, he'd not been with her long enough. He always left Alex wanting more. At times he thought perhaps she wanted more too, but she was always with someone - a female someone with a lot more money and class than John, at least in his opinion. 

"I meant, I don't have any plans. As far as work goes, I don't have any jobs where I need to be out late. Rita has some in the works. A new line of evening gowns may come my way, so my nights will fill up eventually," Alex muttered. 

John noticed the change in her voice and glanced her way. "What's up? You don't sound to thrilled with the idea of working nights," he said. He noticed her chewing on her lower lip, a site that always forced him to swallow a groan of lust. He'd imagined chewing on that lip so many times it was almost a constant thing for him to fantasize about. 

Alex sighed. "John . . . I love modeling . . . but, I think I need a vacation." 

He chuckled and squeezed her hand. "You're one of the hottest and newest faces out there. Rita isn't going to allow you a break. You know that." He heard her frustrated sigh and squeezed her hand again. "It isn't meant to be easy . . . this 'making it big'." 

"I know, but they made it easy didn't they?" She had come from a backwater town, modeling a few clothes for the local stores and doing a few commercials as well as winning a beauty contest, but that wasn't what sold Alex. What "sold" Alex was her mom and her mom's old college lover, now renewed lover, Rita. She pulled strings and Rita had Alex modeling everything from make-up to diamonds. She even introduced her to her lesbian lifestyle, though if Alex was honest with herself she was curious about the other side of the coin. She had an attraction for John that she was sure was more than the best-friend kind.

Her thoughts drifted back to John and she squeezed his hand back. "Don't take me home okay," she told him. 

John's face scowled. He didn't like the sound of that. He'd been told about her run in with the one night stand and how it had cost Rita a large chunk of change in order to get Alex out of trouble. The idea that she'd get into more trouble didn't appeal to him and he knew it wouldn't appeal to Alex either. 

"Where do you want to go?" he asked. He continued to drive toward her apartment until she came up with a different destination. 

Alex blew a few strands of raven locks that had fallen into her eyes. She thought for a moment, turned in her seat and grinned. "Well . . . it's Friday. What do you do on a Friday, John?" she asked. 

He smirked. "Something, I'm sure you don't do." He chuckled and flicked the turn signal, took the next corner and headed toward his apartment. "Let me swing by my place, change and then I'll take you to Snickers. It's a comedy club here in the city." 

"Thanks, John. I know you weren't expecting me, but I appreciate it." Alex felt a twitter in her stomach as she thought of spending the evening with John and his friends. She'd only gone out with the crowd Rita introduced her to since arriving in the big city. 

Her "friends" were models, photographers, make-up and fashion consultants, as well as a few designers. Many of them had become temporary lovers, or one-time party "favors" to enjoy at social gatherings. Right now she had no lover. She hadn't taken up with anyone after Rita, her mom Maddie, and she "played" together. 

"Alex, my friends aren't like your friends. We aren't loaded in cash. You know I make good money being Rita's driver, but you also know I'm working on starting my own business," John said as he continued making his way home. 

"I know. I didn't always hang with the ritzy 'people' Rita's paraded me in front of," she said quietly. 

"I just . . . these guys you'll meet tonight are my friends and well . . . they don't have the designer clothes or the newest SUV in their driveway. Hell they're lucky if they can own a driveway," he added. 

"John, relax. I'm not going to have a problem with your friends," she told him. As they continued to his apartment Alex admitted to herself that meeting his friends would probably be the first normal thing she'd done since coming to the city and taking a job with Tucker Modeling. 

Once they reached John's apartment Alex was suddenly nervous. She felt her pulse quicken when they got out of the car and when he pressed his hand to her back she began the subconscious act of chewing on her lower lip. John noticed and fought the urge to haul her against him and kiss away the habit, or at least help her with it.

They reached his door and he released his friendly touch on her person. He opened up his home to her, finally living a small part of what he'd always imagined. Alex had never been to his place and now that she was, he suddenly was very self-conscious. His home was nothing like hers. He kept putting his money in the bank, she spent hers, but then again she brought home checks with more zeros than he did. He didn't mind, until she was in the middle of his living room. 

Alex looked around and for the first time in a long time she felt at peace. She'd been in million dollar mansions and her apartment wasn't one of the priciest on the block. Rita had however helped fill it with expensive toys after Alex had insisted on staying there and not getting a suite in Rita's building. Sometimes Alex was afraid to touch anything in her own home. She smiled at John and quickly cleared off a spot on his sofa to sit down on. 

"Nice place," she told him; her smile was genuine. John knew that it was. He'd seen her artificial ones for the camera and he'd seen the forced ones for clients. He knew all her smiles. 

"Glad you like it. Pardon the mess," he said as he picked up the newspapers she'd pushed away. "Since I wasn't expecting a beautiful woman to walk in anytime soon, it looks normal."

She laughed and held up her hands. "My apartment would look like this if I didn't have a service that came in and cleaned up after my lazy ass." 

"Want something to drink before I grab a shower and change?" 

"Sure," she answered. Alex stood up and made her way to the kitchen and leaned against the counter that separated the two rooms. She watched him walk, opening a cabinet, grabbing glasses, pouring them both sodas. Her eyes wondered over his form and when he caught her she blushed profusely. 

John raised a brow and chuckled. He winked, handed her one of the two glasses of iced soda and headed to the restroom to take a cold shower. The look in Alex's eyes had told him she'd been thinking exactly what he'd been thinking. They'd fit well together. 

Alex shivered in delight as she took one last glance at the man walking away. When he was gone, she smiled softly to herself and casually walked around his apartment. Her fingers brushed against pictures of his family. She picked up one of his sister, Sheila, another employee of Rita's. Eventually she made her way back to the sofa and finished clearing it and laid down. 

That was how John found her, except she was curled into a ball and asleep. He chuckled and went back to his bedroom, pulled the blankets back and returned to pick her up. She barely opened her eyes as he carried her to his bed. He disentangled himself and moved down to the remove her shoes and socks. His fingers rested on her trim ankles and he desperately wanted to travel up the long legs and take a trip on a path of no return. John covered her up and left the room, shutting the light off on his way out.  

It was late when Alex woke up. Her eyes focused on the pattern of the pillow under her head and she couldn't remember buying it. She frowned and rolled over on her back, stretched and then sat up. "Where am I?" she muttered under her breath. She tossed the blankets back and threw her legs over the bed. "At least I'm still dressed." 

She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and pushed her long black hair off her shoulders, allowing it to fall down her back. She thought back and remembered being with John. Her hand reached out and she found a night stand by the bed where a lamp rested. She flicked it on and clenched her lids shut against the invading light. When she was ready she opened them and tried not to panic as she thought of the last time she'd fucked up and what it had cost her in the end. 

She caught sight of a picture in a frame and walked over to it. "Thank God," she said in a voice that was full of relief. Her fingers ran over the face of her friend John and the girl next to him, his sister Sheila. She placed the photo down and quietly tiptoed out of the room. 

The light from the lamp illuminated the hall just enough that Alex was able to make her way safely to the bathroom, which she used and then left its light on to help her find her way further around John's apartment.

She found her friend sleeping on the couch and smiled. Her eyes drank in his features and she found herself wanting to touch his hair and brush it from his forehead. She almost did, but pulled back and headed to the kitchen to check the illuminated digits on the microwave. The time read two and she chewed her lower lip, wondering what she could snack on until she felt tired again. 

Alex opened the fridge and stared into it for several minutes until she felt a swat on her ass. She jumped and spun around. 

"Thief," John said with a wicked grin. 

"A hungry one," she answered. She poked his ribs and that was when she noticed he'd been sleeping without a shirt on. Earlier the blanket had been up to his neck and he'd been snuggled tight within its warmth. Now with the help of the refrigerator light she could make out not only his hard chest, but the hair that V-lined into his boxers. 

Her eyes flew back to his when she saw her attention had been noticed, not only by his whispered "Alex" but also by the growth in his pants. 

"Sorry," she said with a blush. She was thankful for the dimness of the room, knowing it hid her warmed skin. 

"Oh God, Alex," John whispered and shut the refrigerator door with one hand. His other hand went to her hip and he pulled her closer. "Don't be sorry." His head dipped down and he traced her lips with the tip of his tongue.

A whimper escaped her lips and that was the invitation John needed to proceed further. His tongue swept inside her mouth. His other hand left the fridge and moved to the small of her back. He pressed her to him and Alex's hand slipped around his neck. 

Her tongue slid along side his while she angled her head, giving him deeper access. They danced together, a dance where each one led while the other explored the texture, taste, and heat of the other. When they parted, John took a steadying breath and pressed a soft kiss against her forehead. "I've wanted that for so long," he told her. 

"I have too," she whispered. 

"I want more," they both said at the same time. Their their lips collided again. His fingers moved from her sides to skate up her shirt. When the pads of his hard, callused digits he pressed against the swells of her breasts. Her breath caught and she pulled her lips away. He lifted the material from her torso and watched as the moonlight that spilled through the kitchen window danced across her raven curls and satin shoulders. 

He dipped his head down and his teeth reached her bra strap. He kissed the skin that lay beside it as his hand moved up to slip the band down. He bit her flesh with teasing nips, followed by long hot strokes of his tongue. Alex's fingers buried themselves in his hair as he walked her backwards to the counter. 

"Alex, you taste wonderful," he whispered in her ear, before licking the curve of it and pulling on the lobe. He lifted her up and settled her on the counter. Her hands fell to his shoulders and she leaned in to kiss his hot flesh. She ran her tongue along his collarbone and up his neck, where she suckled hard. 

His trailed his hands over her shoulder blades, along the back of her neck and then down her spine. When he reached the snaps of her bra, they were quickly undone and his nails raked skin that begged to be touched. 

"Mmm . . . "she purred. He grinned against her neck, allowing her to enjoy the brief back scratch he gave her. 

She giggled and slipped her hands down his arms, pulled them from her and slipped her fingers to the straps of her bra. She lowered them and then took the soft silk in her hands. A smirk crossed her lips as she saw his jaw slacken in appreciation as she released her breasts for his view. The tips of her fingernails grazed her hardened nipples and she whimpered from the teasing caress. "John, please," she begged him. 

John knew what she wanted and he was more than willing to oblige her needs. His hands came up and he cupped the firm, yet soft globes. His thumbs flicked over the tips and as his lips descended on the right peak, the left was treated with a rolling action that two fingers forced it to accept. 

"Oh yes, John," Alex hissed as she felt his tongue scrap over her areola and then flick her nipple. Her breasts ached as he teased them, pulling with his fingers as well as his teeth. Her pussy tightened as he released them both only to grab them again and push them together, forcing the hard buttons to meet. He taunted and tortured them both simultaneously, lavishing them with kisses, licks, suckles, and bites. When he released them, he ran his tongue between her cleavage and up to her neck, then her chin. He grabbed her head with his hands, before plundering her mouth with his tongue. 

"Alex, I want all of you. God baby," he muttered. His voice was thick with longing. His cock hurt and he felt it pressing against the counter as well as the elastic band of his boxers. 

"I want you. John . . . I've never been with a man . . . just," she whispered against his lips, stopping before she finished. 

John's heart swelled and if he thought it would help her he would have confessed how thrilled he was to know that. He knew about her lesbian friends and he knew her lovers, but he never really knew for certain if she'd been with a man. "Alex . . . It will be different. But if you don't like it, we'll stop . . . " he told her. 

Inside his mind was screaming. He wanted her more than any woman he'd ever wanted before. "Alex . . . I don't care about the women. I want to be the man though . . . God baby, I want to be the only man, but we don't have to discuss that now."

"No, we don't." Her hands moved to his hips and she slipped from the counter. Her breasts rubbed his chest and she shivered over the sparse hair that tickled her skin. 

He lifted her up and carried her to his bedroom and then his bed. Her lips pressed warm kisses along his skin. When they reached the room, he chose to leave the small light on. 

"You don't know how many times I've seen you here." He gazed down on her figure and watched her chest rise and fall. Her raven hair spilled over his pillow just like it had a thousand times before in his imagination. Reality was so much better, he realized. 

Her hands fell to her stomach and she slipped her fingers over her shorts, pulled at the zipper and released the button. She shimmed out of the material at the same time he removed his boxers. Her hands glided slowly up her thighs and she eased her panties off. A hearty growl escaped John and Alex felt another blush spread over her, this time even her pussy felt the fiery heat, though it only mingled with the sweltering temperature of her already moist sex. 

"I want to taste every inch of you Alex, but I don't know if I can wait," he told her. His eyes feasted on her sex, her legs, her stomach, breasts, and her welcoming lips. Every fantasy he'd had since meeting Alex swam in his head and he felt his pre cum slide down his cock. 

"Don't wait, John," she told him. Her hand gripped his wrist and she slid further over on the bed, pulling him with her. 

John's pulse raced as he crawled onto the bed. When she released him, he lowered himself to his one elbow before pressing a leg between hers. He took one of her arms and raised it over her head while his mouth moved to capture her lips again. His cock jerked against her thigh as he renewed the hunger and passion his mouth had grown thirsty. 

Alex moaned against the assaulting kiss as her free hand slid into his hair. He bit her lower lip and suckled on it, before gnawing it gently. He'd hungered for that petal for so long he could barely bring himself to leave it, but he did. He released her hand and moved to lay over her. Swiftly she spread her legs and he pressed the head of his sex against her welcoming pussy. 

"Please . . . oh please, John."

He pushed the swollen tip between the folds of her cunt and felt the dark hole that beckoned him onward. He slid into her. His eyes closed as the tightness of her sex surrounded him. "Fuck," he moaned. 

She lifted her hips and wrapped her legs around him; he sank in further and groaned his pleasure. The base of his cock rubbed against her pussy and when the two of them began to move it was a sweet torture that only increased their need. 

Alex hissed as her first real cock entered her. It was hot and the tip rolled into her unlike any toy she used or any strap on. The pleasure of having his cock inside her pussy was unreal. She squeezed it and felt it jerk deep within her. He groaned and she smirked, repeated the action and watched his face melt away in pleasure. Her hips ground against him and she felt the tip of his cock scrap the sides of her cunt as he continued to drag in and out of her. 

"Harder,"she gasped. Her nails ran trails of pink heat down his back as she tore at him, begging him for more. 

He pushed harder and pulled from her depths, only to plunge and impale her again with more thrust. He increased his speed and began fucking her faster. With alternating thrusts he'd slow and make her beg him to hurry once more. 

Over and over he drove her closer to release, only to pull back and make her wait. He felt his balls tighten and knew he would shower her with seeds that she'd never taken before. He assumed there were no pills in her system and knew there was no condom that he could reach fast enough. John sank into her one last time, before pulling out and coming all over the blankets. As he shook from his release, he pushed two fingers into her sex and fucked her with no restraint.