3 comments/ 70288 views/ 5 favorites Teaching Amanda By: DiminutiveDame My hand etched over the page, shaping and forming a masculine male face. His strong set jaw bone and weathered face indicating a mature, well traveled man. I looked up from my easel and Mr. Miller, our art teacher at the local college, was seated in the centre of the room. He was posing for the class today, a practice for our projects the next day. We were to complete portraits of our own choosing. Mr. Miller glanced at me and smiled warmly. Blushing, I smiled back and continued my work. I had always liked Mr. Miller and I had seen him watching me before, studying my body. I'm a quite voluptuous girl, and young, I'm 19. I'm tall with long, red wavy hair, blue/green eyes, and pale skin. My body is very curvy ( I'm a size 30) and my large 40E breasts certainly draw attention. When I was 18, I lost my virginity to one of my older brother's college friends. He was 27 at the time and I remember being turned on by the age difference. Whenever my brother was home visiting he would come around and we always managed to sneak off to 'fool around' in the shed. One afternoon he took me to the park and we had sex in his car. Since that day I have always wanted older men and Mr. Miller had certainly shown an interest in me. When I first started the class he had helped me 'one on one' a lot. We were used to spending time alone and he had never tried to hide the fact he was looking at my body. I started wearing skimpier clothes to show off my curvy form and making sure my breasts were well within anyone's view. The class ended and I took my time packing away my things. I was bent over in front of my easel when I felt a warm body standing close behind me. "My, Amanda, your work is positively wonderful. I have to admit you are getting to be quite good." I stood up, my back still to him, as I could feel his warm body only inches behind me. "Thank you Mr. Miller, it must be all the extra help you have been giving me!" I turned to face him, allowing my large breasts to brush against his chest briefly. I felt a shudder run through me at the touch and wondered had he noticed. "Well, Amanda, I'd be happy to meet you this evening, give you some last pointers before your project tomorrow and please Amanda, call me Graham." he said, with his hand resting on my shoulder and I noticed he rubbed his thumb against my bare skin there. I looked up at him smiling, my breasts again brushing against his chest; my nipples firm and visible through my sheer top. "Thank you, Graham, would you like me to come back to the classroom?" "Would it be okay if I came around to your apartment after work? It might be easier that way," he said, looking down at me. His eyes sensuously running over my body. I lived in an apartment complex on the outskirts of town, there were 8 flats and I was on the top floor. From what I could recall Graham lived just outside of town, so it made sense for him to stop at my place on his way home. Nonetheless my heart beat a little faster at the thought of having him in my apartment. My thoughts were on Graham, he is tall, maybe 6'5, and broad shouldered. He is built like a farmer. Large broad frame, but nice smooth muscles under a nice amount of padding around his tummy. I knew he had just turned 47, so he was 28 years older than me. As i though about our age difference i felt my pussy moisten, this prospect made me extremely horny but if something was to happen between us, I'd be worried about the gap. I could feel the moistness of my panties pressed against my pussy lips, and I wondered had he noticed my hard nipples. "That would be great sir, what time do you think you will be around? My flat mate is visiting her family so we wont be disturbed with..." I blushed wildly, letting my words hang in the air. "I'll be there in about two hours?" I nodded as he helped me clear away the rest of my stuff, I knew he was watching me the entire time and he hovered close to me, always touching and rubbing my shoulder. When I left the classroom to go home, he smiled and winked at me, kissing me on the forehead. "Ill see you soon, Amanda." I walked all the way home in a trance. Mr. Miller was coming to my apartment! I couldn't believe that he had been so close and intimate with me! Touching me and looking at me. I was so aroused and enjoyed the cool breeze blowing up my skirt on the way home. I liked how it cooled the damp patch of my panties and made my pussy cream. It was obvious that Mr. Miller wanted me. I didn't know if anything would happen but he had given off definite signs that he wanted something to tonight. Once home I had a quick shower, soaping up my large tits and playing with them as I thought of Mr. Miller. I was so horny in the shower I teased my erect nipples and spread my pussy lips, letting the hot water run down between them, making me shiver with pleasure. I didn't want to come yet. I wanted to feel wet and horny while Mr. Miller was here even if nothing was going to happen. I got dressed in a soft woollen black skirt and my long sleeved red blouse. It had a wide neck line and showed a lot of cleavage, and was well fitted to my figure. My nipples were still hard and were clearly visible through the top. I decided to go without wearing panties, my pussy already damp against the cool air and the rough material of my skirt. Checking the fridge I made sure I had milk and coffee. I would have to offer him something when he arrived. Quickly tidying the living room, I heard the door bell ring and felt my tummy knot. Nervously I walked to the door and opening it revealing a dishevelled and damp Mr. Miller holding shopping bags and his brief case. "Oh Graham, What happened? Your soaking wet, come inside." I went and grabbed a towel while he came in and shut the door. "I was picking up a few things from the shop on the corner and I was just in time for the rain , thank you dear." He took the towel from me and I set the bags he was carrying next to the couch, "All your clothes! You'll catch a clod in this weather. Why don't I take your suit and hang it up to dry? I have some sweatpants you can wear in the meantime." "Sure, that would be great. I brought you some wine, by the way, a kind of present for doing so well in class." He smiled at me looking steadily into my eyes as he handed me his jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt. I caught my breath and blushed as he revealed his broad chest lightly dusted with dark hair. "Thank you Graham, that's so sweet, why don't you just go down to that bathroom, you can wear these sweats. I'll pour us a glass of wine, shall I?" As he went to change I took the plastic bags to the kitchen, still seeing his rough muscular chest and imagining what it would be like to kiss him there. As I filled two glasses I heard him walk into the kitchen behind me but was surprised when I felt his large firm body press against my back, his hands running down my shoulders to my hips. I gasped, surprised at his sudden closeness, as he brushed my hair away from my neck and whispered in my ear. "Don't pretend to be so surprised Amanda, you know I've wanted you since you started taking my class and I know you want me too. I've noticed all the looks you've been giving me." His hand travelled around my tummy, rubbing over me as he reached up and grasped a breast in his hand, his hot breath and hands all over me causing my nipples to poke out and greet his warm touch. "MMM, Mr. Miller! But you're my teacher wont we get in trouble?" I leaned back against him letting my body respond to his gentle caresses. "Silly girl, no. Your in college not high school and your over 18 aren't you? And I told you to call me Graham!" his hands groped my breasts roughly, lifting and squeezing them. I moaned softly, "Oh Graham, I do want you. I've wanted to have you for a while, but I didn't know what to do." He turned me in his arms and pressed me up against the bench, with one hand still groping my tits, his other trailed down my thigh and over my legs. "Mmm well I did notice all the slutty clothes you started wearing lately, was that for me? My sweet Amanda?" "Yes Graham, its all for you, even this." I took his hand from my thigh, and moved it up under my skirt as I spread my legs a little, letting him feel my damp bare pussy. I smiled as I saw the look of utter lust on his face and knew right then that he really had wanted to fuck me since I started his class. I could feel my pussy creaming as he gently caressed me, running a finger up and down my wet slit, his other hand still roughly cupping my breast. "Oh Amanda. You are so wet. Mmm and your wet for me? Your dirty old teacher? Mmm what a lovely slut you are." He pushed me back, lifting me up so I was seated on the edge of the bench. He told me to take off my blouse and my bra, in a stern voice, like a teacher. I was excited by this new game and aroused beyond anything I have ever felt before by this forceful, mature male in my kitchen. Once I was topless he made me play with my breasts and nipples, "I want you to tease me Amanda, do what I say and I will reward you for being a good girl." I could feel juice dribble out between my pussy lips as he spoke to me, teasing my nipples and breasts as he stood in front of me, watching the show. He made me lift up my skirt and spread my knees, so he had a full view of my pussy, remarking on how lovely and clean shaven I was. When he called me his 'good little girl', I couldn't help but coo and moan in appreciation. He wanted me to masturbate for him, spreading my pussy lips and rubbing my juices around my hard little clit. The first time I felt his tongue in my pussy, I nearly died. He was so tender and his movements so experienced. I had to hold onto the bench I lay on as he buried his face and mouth on my pussy, licking and sucking my clit as he moaned against my pussy. He slid two fingers inside me, moving them in and out with hard steady thrusts as one of his hands reached up to pinch my nipple. "Oh fuck Graham! Mmm you're so good at that mmm I've never had my pussy eaten before! ....mmm ohh fuck, yes!" My moans became louder as his movements became quicker and harder, always hitting deep and hard inside my now dripping wet pussy. He groaned against my cunt as he felt my muscles tighten on his fingers and heard me Cumming, my juices dribbling out over his fingers and he bent to lick me clean, sucking his fingers as well. Before I could recover I felt his now naked cock against my wet slit, I sat up on the bench again and took his cock in my hands, stroking it up and down along my pussy. His cock was long, maybe 8 inches, and thick. He wasn't circumcised and I could jerk his dick, teasing him with his own foreskin. He looked at me deeply and in his eyes I saw all the need he had to fuck me and use me, but I also saw his loneliness and want to be with someone. To show him the desire I also shared for him I took his cock firmly and slid it into my wet open pussy, slowly sliding onto his length until I could feel his balls against my ass. Wrapping his arms around my waist he picked me up and walked in front of the fridge, wedging me between himself and it. In this position he was able to thrust deep into my cunt, causing me to moan and my breasts to bounce up and down in his face as he fucked me. He used one hand to grope at my breast, pulling the nipple into his mouth, grunting as he thrust into me as hard as he could. I threw my head back, letting go of everything as he fucked me and I rode his cock, now hitting my cervix deep inside my pussy. It wasn't long before he came, squirting his hot come deep inside me as he bounced me on his cock roughly against the fridge. And I almost screamed as I felt his hot come swirling deep inside me as I too reached orgasm, bucking on his cock, my arms wrapped tight around his neck. We held each other panting against the fridge for a few moments. "Where is your room sweetie? Id like to stay and sleep with you awhile." I kissed his nose and grinned, surprised he was asking after just having fucked me. "Last room at the end of the hall, and yes, Graham, you can stay with me." He carried me down to my room, and lay me on the bed, climbing in next to me and wrapping me in his arms. As we lay silently breathing in each others scents, my thoughts drifted to the future. What would happen in class tomorrow? Did this mean he wanted to have a real relationship? Or was it just sex? I dint know the answers, but there was always later to think about that. I snuggled into his warm embrace and let the manly smell of his body drift me off to sleep. I had slept with my art teacher, and I really didn't care that he was 28 years older than me. We lay in each others arms for a long time. I don't remember falling asleep, but I do remember the feel of his warm naked skin against mine as we lay in my bed together. Teaching Amanda Ch. 02 This story follows on after Amanda's first night with her college art teacher, Graham. It starts on the following day, her project/exam day. ***** I felt a cool breeze pass over my naked breasts and cursed myself for leaving the bedroom widow open. My nipples grew hard as the breeze caressed my skin, the smooth feel of the sheets on my naked body aroused me. Then I remembered why I was naked and I smiled, sitting up in bed. Graham was gone, but on my pillow was a small folded piece of paper. I let the sheet fall from my body as I knelt on the bed and opened it; obviously it was from Graham. Amanda, Thank you so much for last night. I did not mean to leave you this morning, I would have given anything to have stayed. But as you know, it is your exam day and I am required at the college. Come to my office at 4 this afternoon. Everyone should have left, and there are a few matters I wish to discuss with you. Until then, my sweet. Graham. Realising the time I quickly dressed, putting on a black bra, a mid-length black dress with a low neckline to expose the tops of my soft large breasts, and black boots. Looking through my underwear draw I decided not to wear panties again, excited at the thought of seeing Graham. I made it just in time for the exam, and was a little disappointed when I couldn't spot Graham among the other teachers. I was still buzzing from having sex with Mr. Miller the night before and as I entered the room to take my seat, I'm sure the other teachers noticed me blushing whenever I looked at them. ***** I couldn't help but smile as I walked to Graham's office. I could feel my damp pussy between my legs, as I checked the time on my watch. It was 3:56 pm, and, as Graham had predicted, the place was practically deserted. I saw Mr. Dawson, the art history lecturer, talking in the hallway with another man, and smiled as I passed. Turning the corner I spotted Graham's door at the end of the hall and hurried to knock on it. His deep voice called from inside inviting me to enter; when he looked up and saw it was me he smiled and told me to shut the door. He looked tired, but when he smiled his eyes crinkled at the sides and I was struck by how attractive he really was for an older man; his shirt was unbuttoned at the top and his hair was a little messed up. He stood and came to me at the door, surprising me by wrapping his arms around my waist as he pressed me against the wall. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I let my bag drop onto the floor beside me as I lifted my arms around his shoulders and kissed him back, my tongue teasing his lips as I pressed my body against his. Breaking off the kiss he took me by the hand as he returned to his seat; a little dazed I leaned against his desk as his sat in his chair in front of me. "I looked for you today Graham, you weren't in the exam?" I told him as he sat back and looked up at me, his hand stroking my thigh. "Ah yes, sorry about that I had meant to see you beforehand. I got a call this morning, a minor crisis with the higher level art class." He paused before saying, "I hope you were not offended this morning, when you woke to find me missing?" "No, but to be honest a few things have been running through my head today. For instance, was last night just sex? Or can it be more?" I blushed as I spoke, unsure if Graham would think me just a silly college girl with a crush. He reached up and pulled me by the wrists onto his lap. My dress was short enough to let me sit facing him, with a leg on either side of his. "Amanda, whilst I enjoyed fucking you last night quite a lot, I would love nothing more than to have a real relationship with you.. that is if you'll have such a horny old man as me." I smiled, lightly kissing Graham, my lips massaging his as I spoke against his mouth. "Your age turns me on Graham, and I would love to take this much further too!" I felt his large warm hands rub my ass cheeks, squeezing them and pressing me closer against him. My large breasts pressed against his chest as I felt my nipples harden under the lacy material of my bra. Graham kissed the tops of my mounds, his teeth grazing against my skin as I unbuttoned his shirt. "What if some one comes in? I saw Mr. Dawson out in the hall." Graham slipped the material of my dress off my shoulders as he answered. "No one will disturb us; besides he has probably left by now. I'm sure he would enjoy a little slut like you Amanda!" I was surprised by Graham's comment and blushed as he revealed my black bra, my dress now around my waist. I was also terribly aroused by the idea of another attractive mature man seeing me, even if I didn't admit it to Graham. Graham licked and sucked my nipples through my bra, his hands groping my body roughly as I cooed, encouraging him to tease me. "Sit on the desk Amanda, lie on your back and lift your legs up onto the desk." Graham's voice was deep and filled with lust. "Yes Graham," I commented, as I did as he said. Arousal built inside me as I was told what to do. "Mmm. No Amanda, call me 'Sir'," he grinned as he continued, "we're going to play a game my good little girl!" Laying on the table I couldn't help but moan and smile as I lifted my legs, my dress slipping down onto my stomach to reveal my naked cunt. I could tell by the look on his face that he was aroused. He sat back down in his chair and I felt the light warmth of his breath as he smelt my sex. "You didn't wear any panties again! Did it make you feel slutty? Answer me!" I moaned before answering. "Yes sir, I felt so wet and slutty." I heard him sit back in his chair and unzip his pants; I felt so exposed lying on his desk with my legs spread wide. "I'm going to teach you to be my slut, Amanda; would you like that? I'd love to have my very own whore." The lust was deep in his voice as he spoke and watched my wet pussy before him. "Yes sir, please teach me! I want to be a good slut for you." I was so aroused by this I couldn't help but reach down and rub my finger along my wet slit. I heard Graham chuckle before he started to give me his instruction. "Oh you are a horny girl; that's it baby, rub that pussy. Open it up and masturbate for me." I held my pussy lips open as I ran a finger up and down my slit, a little nervous about performing for Graham but I felt how turned on I was, and I wanted to please him. I slid a finger in my opening, pulling it out again and sliding another in along with it. I used two fingers to fuck myself as I started to moan, sliding them out to rub my clit before thrusting them deep inside me. I could see Graham stroking his cock. "Mmm what a good girl, yes fuck those fingers deep. Oh you will make a good slut. Now get off the table and kneel in front of me you dirty girl." I did as I was told, kneeling in between Graham's legs, and knowing what I was to do; I took his cock in my hands. "Oh you know what I want slut, suck my big dick like a good slut." Grinning up at Graham I kept my eyes on his, stroking my hands up and down his cock and teasing its purple tip with the tip of my tongue. I liked that he wasn't circumcised; his foreskin had felt great in my pussy the night before. I wrapped my lips around his cock head, moaning as I tasted his pre cum. When I heard his groan I knew he was extremely aroused, so I began to move my mouth up and down the length of his fully erect cock, each time taking it deeper and deeper. I had never been able to take a cock very deep down my throat but I wanted to be Graham's 'good slut', so I sucked as much of his dick into my mouth as I could. I gagged a little and began to drool as Graham pumped his cock into my mouth, his hands on the back of my head encouraging me to suck harder. I loved his cock deep in my throat, even though I was gagging on it, especially while he held my head just enough to make me suck his dick harder. "Oh Amanda, Mmm that's a good little girl; now stand up. Lift your leg onto the table, yes just like that with your pussy open, Mmm now let me taste it baby." I gasped as I felt Graham's tongue run up my snatch, my clit instantly swelling with arousal. He rubbed my clit with his tongue roughly as he held onto my ass cheeks, pulling me into his mouth. I loved how he talked to me and the idea of being his young whore was becoming more and more exciting. The dirty, raw way he spoke to me made my pussy twitch with excitement. I thrust my pussy into his mouth as I spoke, holding his shoulders to steady myself. "Mmm sir! Oh you eat my pussy so good. Please, please make me a good slut." He drove his mouth onto my clit harder, causing me to moan loud as I almost stumbled. I briefly worried about anyone hearing me before I felt another deep shiver run through my pussy. Pulling his mouth away from my now dripping pink pussy lips, Graham pulled me back to sit over his lap. He stroked his cock against my slit as he took one of my firm nipples into his mouth. Slowly I lowered my pussy down the length of his dick. I let out a long deep moan as his cock was buried deep inside me. I felt his balls against my ass and his tongue teasing my nipple in his hot mouth. As I began to push myself up and down the length of Graham's cock he grabbed be roughly around the waist, thrusting me up and down on his shaft as he let out a groan. "Oh you are a good little slut Amanda; I love your sweet pussy!" We fucked each other hard in his office chair, both needing release as we groaned against each other. I could feel my orgasm building as I quickened my pace, riding Graham's cock harder and faster, my large breasts bouncing with me. He felt my pussy squeezing his cock as he fucked me up and down his dick harder, urging me to cum for him. Letting my head fall back as I came, I let out a loud moan, fucking his cock until I felt his sperm shoot out of its swollen head and deep inside my womb. He groaned against my breasts, pressing his face into them as we slowed our movements, my pussy quivering around his dick. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lay against his chest as I felt him growing softer inside me, although he did stay semi hard. I smiled when I felt his warm lips kissing my neck and shoulder. Lifting my lips to meet his, he said, "Will you come home with me Amanda? Stay at my house this weekend?" Of course I nodded, excited that this mature, amazing man wanted me. We dressed and left his office; I was glad to see the rest of the collage completely deserted. As we drove to Graham's house I was glad we had decided to actually have a relationship and I was even more excited at what the weekend would bring. I was definitely becoming more sexual and I had started to have fantasies about things I had never thought about before. And most of all I really was Graham's slut now and I couldn't be happier. Teaching Amanda Ch. 03 I stood in front of the bathroom mirror in Graham's apartment. My makeup and perfume was strewn all over the counter as I did my best to create the perfect level of seductiveness with the black eye liner. Graham had come home from work ecstatic. He handed me a gorgeously wrapped box which when opened, revealed the sexiest dress I've ever seen. He told me to quickly shower and put on the dress, ignoring me when I asked why. The dress was a creamy colour consisting of a scarf like piece of material that came around my neck to cover each of my breasts. It then wrapped around me to cover my arse and crotch. Each strip of material did little to hide my large E cup breasts and I was proud of the way they hung just outside of the material almost showing off my saucepan nipples. The dress only covered the top part of my thighs and my soft round bum cheeks were just visible at the back. As I finished applying my makeup, Graham had got into the shower. He left the curtain open and I smiled to myself as I was given a great view of his firm bum. Mr Miller and I had been dating for three months now. Most of the time we were at his apartment, naked, but he treated me like we were very much in a real relationship. The 28 year age difference had become a real turn on for me. I now found myself looking at other much older men and imagining what it would be like to fuck them. Graham also liked to regularly drop hints about 'sharing' me with other men and tell me how I would make a great gang slut. I admit the idea of being used and fucked by a group of men was becoming more and more arousing to me. I had never considered it before, but now that Graham had awakened the whore in me I was definitely up for it. We talked about it a lot, imagining hands all over my breasts, ass and pussy; rubbing and pulling at me as big cocks were being pushed into my face... By that point the conversation would have me so turned on I would cum. "Where exactly are we going? You dress me up like this and don't tell me anything" I said pointing to my dress as we pulled away from the drive in his car. As I'd sat down the dress had risen up exposing my bare pink pussy lips to the warm air in the car. I always kept my pussy shaved and it was quite puffy, the lips protecting my swelling bud. Graham turned to smile seductively at me, his deep brown eyes drifting down my voluptuous form to gaze at my crouch. "You look stunning Amanda. We're going to a party tonight," he paused briefly as his eyes returned to the road, "and you're the present." As I mulled his comments over in my mind I began to realise exactly what kind of party it would be. But who was I a present for? My mind started to conjure the scene Graham had painted for me during our many love making sessions. My pussy began to moisten noticeably and my legs parted just a little to allow the draft of air being pushed out of the car fans to travel between my thighs and caress my mound. As we drove through the traffic I became more aroused. Unconsciously, I parted my legs wider and began massaging my thighs with both hands. Graham noticed before I did. "Mmm, the boys will definitely appreciate how eager you are my dear," he reached over and cupped my mound with his large hand as he spoke. Assuming all pretence was now gone, I asked with a soft moan, "And who are the boys?" As Graham's hand began to gently massage he replied, "Well you don't know all of them, only Mr. Lars and Mr. Dawson. The other three are just some friends we play poker with." I sat up suddenly nervous, "Dawson and Lars? But they teach at the college!" Graham chuckled shaking his head. His hand was still groping at my pussy, and a small patch of dampness was now visible on the car seat. "Don't worry Amanda. They have heard all about you and can't wait to get to know you better. Besides, they're my good friends, and I know you'll like them." I didn't know what to say, but in the back of my mind I was even more excited that I only knew a few of the men who I would be with tonight. Mr. Dawson was a rather short, chubby man with very short black hair and his round face always wore a friendly smile for me. I was sure he was in his 50's but not sure of his exact age. Graham talked of him and Mr. Lars often as they had been friends for a long time. Mr. Lars, however, was 62 years old. I knew this because Graham and I had gone to his birthday last week. He was quite good looking and was very tall and lean. His grey hair was thick and curly, the kind you want to run your fingers through. We drove the rest of the way in silence while I tried to picture the other two lecturers naked and Graham talked about art. His hand continued to rub my bare pussy for the entire drive and he never once parted my lips, just caressed me lovingly. The house we stopped at was quite secluded. It was down its own lane and a few minutes away from the nearest house. The letter box outside the house read 'Lars'. So, I thought to myself, Mr. Lars was hosting this little 'party' was he? We hurried to the front door, Graham's arm protecting me from most of the cold as we knocked. We waited a moment and then entered the house. The house was beautiful. On the outside I could faintly see that it was made of wood and once inside I was greeted by the beautiful deep red of the wooden walls. Straight ahead of me was a small hall through which I could see a kitchen. On my left was a modern style living room and to my right a staircase leading upstairs. As we walked down the hall into the kitchen I could hear light music playing, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. Graham walked in ahead of me and greeted Mr. Lars who was pouring two glasses of red wine. I smiled nervously as I took my glass, "Hello Mr. Lars, what a lovely home you have." Mr Lars smiled. Chuckling as he walked behind me, he removed my large over coat. "Amanda, don't be shy, we all know what we're here for, and may I say you look stunning!" With my coat off I now stood only in my cream dress with most of my lush flesh exposed and my hard nipples giving away my apparent arousal. I stood with Graham's hand resting on my lower back and I was a little surprised when Mr. Lars came forward and placing his lands on my hips. As he pulled me against him, his lips pressing against mine and he kissed me deeply. Graham's hand continued to rub my back, reassured, I began to kiss him back slowly at first then harder as I got more excited by the situation. He kissed me down my neck and along my collar bone. His hands ran all over my body but were careful enough not to disturb the flimsy material of my dress. I looked back and Graham and he grinned at me, nodding that it was ok. I began to feel more comfortable about the situation knowing it was something that we both wanted to happen. "Mmm Mr. Lars, do you like my dress?" I asked, hopeful that he enjoyed it as much as I was at the moment. He stood looking at me, his hands still rubbing my arse, fingers briefly brushing my bare skin there. "Oh Amanda please, call me Phillip. And yes, of course I love the dress! We all pitched in to buy it especially for you, didn't we?" Graham smiled and nodded as I looked up at him with my arms wrapped around Phillip's neck. "And Amanda," Phillip continued, "please don't feel you have to be so formal. You know me and Ned Dawson from college. We've also invited three more friends who we've known for years. Jack, Steve and Bob are in the back room with Ned." Phillip paused while he grabbed the half empty bottle of wine and another from the fridge, motioning for us to follow him. "We all want you to feel relaxed and take this at your own pace. Please not to be so nervous and just have fun! I'm sure Graham has told you that if you want to stop, you can at any time." I wasn't nervous, however, not anymore. While kissing Phillip in the kitchen with Grahams reassuring hand guiding me I had come to a decision. I realised I wasn't scared, I wanted to do this. It's what Graham and I both wanted and I had no reason not to enjoy myself. The men had made me feel comfortable, so wanted and sexy. I wanted to please the men around me. We followed Phillip into a large room. It was located at the back and appeared to be the entire length of the house and quite a bit wider than the kitchen. Down the far end of the room was a large bed with cushions everywhere. It was quite low and looked rather comfortable. At the other end of the room was a lounge setup and sitting between the two large couches were four other men. Since we had come into the room from behind them I had a quick chance to study them before they noticed we were there. The four men all looked quite mature, and I noticed Ned Dawson right away. The other three looked average in height. The man on the very end of the couch was quite muscular, while the other two both looked soft and comfortable. I guessed they were in their late 40's maybe 50's, and I happily admit that their age made this experience all the more exciting. In front of the couches there was a large screen TV, it was playing a porn film, I didn't know any of the people in it but from what I could see it was very exciting. Phillip coughed into his fist, an attempt to get the boys attention while he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and steered me to the middle of the room. "Fella's please! Our guest has arrived!" Graham spoke his introduction with a terrible posh voice. "Ahh Amanda, finally we get to meet. Please come, sit down," Ned's greeted me as he and another man took my hands and led me to sit on the couch between them. Graham and Phillip also took seats on some of the cushions, as the other men began to introduce themselves. To my other side sat Bob. He was an accountant, but he promised me that he was definitely not boring. I smiled and began to relax into the couch as the wine started to work its way to my head. Jack and Steve told me they were builders, that they had worked together for a few years and now owned their own company. As the wine continued to flow, the conversation was quite normal as we got to know each other. Ned and Bob had relaxed quite a bit. Ned put one arm around my shoulder and the other tenderly stroked my knee. Bob was quite a bit braver; he leaned forward to kiss me squarely on the lips while his hands rubbed the tops of my thighs. His kiss was hard and urgent yet I sensed he was still a little bit hesitant. I lifted a hand and stroked his chest. As I kissed him back softly and my tongue stroked his lips, the other men fell silent, watching Ned continued stroking my knee and his lips left soft kisses on my shoulder. During the time we had been talking the porn film on the TV had continued to run, from what I could tell it was beginning to heat up again. The sounds of moaning from the TV excited me more and I let out my own moan of pleasure as Phillip came and knelt in front of me. He stroked up and down my legs, kissing my calves as he took off my shoes. Ned and Bob had begun to stroke my body more freely and as their hands roughly ran down my breasts and tummy and I decided to lay back and let them go ahead. They each took a breast and groped hard, pulling and pinching my 40E cup breasts. As they did the flimsy material of the dress fell off my chest, exposing my large mounds and hard nipples. All the men in the room applauded and I blushed just a little. As Phillip kissed higher up my thighs, I felt Graham standing behind me. His hands came down to cup my breasts and he held them up. My nipples were standing to attention as he spoke to the other men, "Why don't you taste them boys? She loves her tits being used." Ned and Bob seemed to agree and each took a nipple into their mouths. Their hot warm lips pulled and sucked at my hard nipples causing a chain reaction in my crouch which was being slowly exposed by Phillip. He slowly pushed up the bottom of my dress so it rested on my round hips, his hands spreading my knees apart. They all began to mumble appreciation when my bare pussy was exposed, my soft moan encouraging them. "Oh I bet she loves to be used Graham!" Steve said as he and jack came over to stand by the couch. I noticed they had both stripped and two large cocks stood staring me in the face. I guessed Steve was about seven inches but Jack had what looked to be a whopping nine or ten! I gasped and stared as he smiled cheekily at me, stroking the semi hard monster tenderly. I was distracted from the beautiful cock by Phillip who lifted my knees up onto the edge of the couch, my pussy and asshole now exposed to the room of men. I smiled around the room at the looks of pure lust in their eyes. The six, much older men clearly desired me and I truly felt like a sexy big woman. I wasn't ashamed of my curvy figure or the size of my arms or tummy, and neither we're they. I had a hand on each of Ned and Bobs thighs and I began to stroke my way up to their crouches, feeling their members through their pants. As I did I smiled down at Phillip, my legs up and open wide as he leaned forward. His tongue snaked out and brushed against my slit. With his tongue Phillip pushed my puffy lips open, spreading them so his tongue could slide into my open hole. I gasped, firmly gripping the two cocks either side of me as the men freed them from their pants. Graham was still holding my breasts and he rubbed my firm nipples, occasionally mumbling encouragements to Phillip as his tongue slid in and out of my cunt. Bob got up and removed the rest of his clothing as I stroked Ned's cock which was only about six inches, but very think and circumcised. Bob came back and kneeled on the couch, his thin eight inch cock level with my face. Graham took the opportunity to brush my hair back with his fingers, gathering it into a pony tail and using it to hold my head still. I got the feeling I was definitely going to be used tonight and this forceful side of Graham excited me. Bob held his own cock, rubbing his against my cheek and lips, telling me to hold my tongue out so he could hit his cock against it. "Oh what a good slut, mmm yeah, suck my cock baby." Bob moaned as my lips closed around his cock, its full length sliding down my throat, causing me to gag. My gagging apparently caused him great pleasure as he gasped and smiled down at me while my head was held securely in grahams hands. Bob pulled his cock out of my hungry mouth and slapped my tongue with it, smearing his thick pre-cum all around my cheeks before shoving it back in my mouth. Behind me Graham had undressed and his semi hard cock was nestled against my neck. "Suck that cock slut, mmm show these men what a good little whore you can be huh." his voice making me groan around Bob's cock. I felt Philip slide a finger slowly into my open cunt, holding my lips open with the other hand as he decided to put another thick finger in. I look down; Bob's cock was twisting in my mouth and Phillip pumped his fingers in and out of my cunt harder, staring me deeply in the eyes as he did. "You like that whore? You like me finger fucking you?" Phillip spoke roughly. I could only nod, my mouth feeling stretched as my throat became accustomed to Bob's cock. Jack and Steve had begun jerking their cocks harder and I noticed they were stroking each other thighs. I hadn't known they were bi-sexual but the contact between them turned me on even more. I was happy to let the watch me, having an audience I discovered was definitely a turn on. I had been stroking Ned's cock eagerly. My hand was teasing his bare cock head and my fingers were cupping his balls, something I loved to do. I was more than happy to let go though when he stood and got down in front of my cunt with Phillip. He lifted my legs higher and held them wide open, my pussy lips spreading and Phillips fingers clearly visible pumping deep inside me. Apparently this sight was also pleasing for Bob and his cock was twitching in my mouth as Graham held my head tight, forcing my mouth over his cock. I gagged on the head of his cock and as I did I was rewarded with a hot load of cum. It filled my mouth, choking me as I tried to swallow. Bob groaned as he pulled my head roughly, emptying his load. When he pulled out he smeared the remaining string of cum over my face, teasing my cock hungry mouth before he sat back down. Graham leaned over me and kissed me deeply, pushing the sperm on my face into my mouth. "Ohh what a good whore you are. You're doing Great Amanda!" he smiled, as he took my arms and lifted them over my head, holding them in place. I looked up at him but am quickly distracted as I feel my pussy stretch. Ned's finger joins Phillips as they're sliding deep inside me. I began to pant, moaning louder as I was pounded with the 3 fingers. My cunt ached and squeezed them as I felt my own orgasm rising inside me. I closed my eyes, pleasure washing over me. I can still hear the forceful, encouraging words from the men as I was finger fucked harder. I almost screamed as I thrust my body forward, my own orgasm rushing through my pussy as the dirty words trigger my release. "Cum you little slut, that's its whore, beg," Ned encourages as my pleasure slowly subsides. When I opened my eyes Ned was next to me again and Graham kissed me. All four of the men around me were stroking, kissing and groaning with appreciation. I looked over at Jack and Steve and saw their chests covered in cum. They briefly kissed each other, smiling at me as if to thank me. As my panting slowed and I decided I could trust myself to stand I told the men I was off to pee. "Oh well don't be long dear Amanda, that was only round one after all." Graham said. He continued with the sexiest smile I've ever seen a man wear, "I told you that tonight you would be our slut and as such you will cum and fuck until we say otherwise." As I happily walked to the bathroom, my raw pussy still aching with pleasure, I had to smile. I was having the night of my life and it was nowhere near over yet. Teaching Amanda Ch. 03 Pt. 2 I sat down on the warm toilet seat and looked quizzically around the room. It was a standard bathroom; cozy fluffy matt, blue and green tiles, a large combined shower and bath taking up the back wall next to a sizeable window. Next to the toilet were a sink and cabinet with products and soap laid around the taps. After I had peed, I wiped myself and noticed my pussy still swollen with arousal and just a little tender form its finger fuck. I flushed the toilet and stood in front of a large mirror over the sink and looked at myself. My face was flushed and I had a big grin pasted across my face. My eyeliner, although a little smudged still made me look sexy as hell as it made my green eyes stand out. I pulled my dress back down just so it was barely covering my ass again and I smiled as I re-covered my breasts with the flimsy material of my dress. My large 40E cup breasts were mostly visible and the sheer material did little to hide my swollen and erect nipples. The dress barely covered my round ass cheeks and my chubby tummy and curvy figure filled the dress well. I ran my fingers through my red wavy hair, attempting to create some kind of shape as it fell around my shoulders. Making sure I was clean and decent (as much as I could be given the situation) I left the bathroom, closed the door behind me and made my way to the back room and the waiting men. Graham, Phillip, Bob and Ned were all standing next the back window talking when I came in. They all had fresh glasses of wine and seemed distracted by whatever they were talking about. I looked back over to the couches and there was Jack and Steve, sitting on the same couch with a space in between them. Steve was holding up a glass for me. Both men were still naked and Steve was still quite hard, but jack's thick 10inch cock was flaccid. Even in its soft state it looked amazing. I grinned and took a seat between them. Both seemed as shy as I was and as I sat down on the couch we were all very close. Jack had his arm around my shoulders and Steve turned to face me. We talked about how they both knew Graham and how they were really happy that he had found someone, especially since I was willing to be shared. Apparently Jack and Steve were both bisexual and had many group sex adventures, sharing many women between them. They had also experienced each other a few times. I was intrigued that they were both open about enjoying men and I was especially happy that Graham and the others accepted this. I was also very pleased they both enjoyed sharing women; this had recently become one of my biggest fantasies. We talked a little longer, their hands now exploring my body as the other men's conversation died down. Fresh drinks appeared and the couches soon filled as things quieted down so the only sounds came from the ongoing sex on the TV. Jack turned me to face Steve while he kissed my neck. His teeth gently grazed my skin aand his thumbs grazed my nipples from behind. I could feel his semi-hard cock pressed firmly against my back and I was just a little excited as I realised we had became the main show. Graham, Phillip, Ned and Bob all sat watching intently. It was strange but I was so turned on to be the star of this little fuck show. Steve was stroking his cock in front of me, watching my nipples harden. Suddenly his hand reached forward and grasped my hair, slowly pulling my head down between his legs. "Suck my cock little whore, show me what you can do with that pretty mouth", Steve said in a rough voice. His command turned me on more and my hungry mouth instantly dived forward to his cock. I kissed the flaccid head and my tongue snuck out to lick the length of his shaft. It was hot against my skin and his smooth cock slid easily into my mouth as I held his shaft with one hand. My other hand wrapped around his swollen ball sac. I couldn't help moaning as his cock fit perfectly down my throat and my nose nuzzled in a small patch of dark pubic hair. I could feel Jack's hand stroking my back and groping my ass as I knelt forward and then his hands lifted the bottom of my dress over my hips. My ass and cunt were now exposed as Steve's hands grabbed at my head, pushing my mouth harder down on his cock. Although I was startled I happily obliged, gagging on his cock as he forced it further inside me. My moans grew louder and his cock stiffened in my mouth, I eagerly jerked his dick, taking a breath as I turned to smile at the other men. "Mmm, am I turning into a good cock hungry slut now?" I asked, basking in the attention I was getting, I loved the way these old men treated me. Graham couldn't seem to keep the smile off his face and I was happy to see that he really was proud of me. "Oh yes baby, suck that cock like a good slut now. I think Jack's going to really teach your fat cunt what it's like to be a whore." Graham's thick cock was now in his hand as he spoke to me. I grinned and my head was roughly pulled back to Steve's cock, my hungry mouth drooling as I resumed my sucking. I could feel Jack stroking my dripping pussy again. His big hands were running all over my ass, spreading my pussy lips and squeezing my open holes. It felt great to have a thick cock filling my mouth, knowing a much bigger cock was getting ready to use my pussy. I continued to work on Steve's cock like a whore as jack knelt on the couch behind me. His long cock was pushing against my bare lips, teasing us both when I felt Steve's cock spasm in my mouth, surprising me with a gob full of hot sperm. It tasted salty and thick as I tried to swallow as much of it as I could, some leaking out and dribbling down my chin and chest. The other men clapped and cheered as Steve stood grinning, still rubbing his cock around my mouth and face. As he left the couch, I began to grind my pussy along jack's cock, moaning as he gruffly held my ass cheeks open, pushing me into position to be fucked. I held onto the arm of the couch, aching for his cock to slam inside of me. "Mmm please fuck me, fuck me like a whore in front of all theses old men," I moaned as I looked over at Graham, who was now furiously wanking as he watched. I barely noticed Ned stand and walk in front of me as I felt Jack's cock suddenly pop into the entrance of my cunt and slowly slide deep inside me as I adjusted to the size of his throbbing member. I gasped, my eyes were closed and I felt the thick dick fill my womb. It was pushing deeper than I had ever had a cock before and I moaned louder as I felt another cock head rubbing against my mouth. I opened my eyes to see Ned push his dick in my mouth, his hands firmly on my shoulders as he pushed me back, further on to Jack's cock. The pleasure was so intense I could hardly stand it and I began to push myself back and forth on Jack's cock. As my mouth sucked harder and faster on Ned's cock I began to feel an intense orgasm building up deep inside my womb. I could hear the other men murmuring encouragement and everyone's breathing was getting heavier as I fucked the two cocks like I was on a skewer. I tasted Ned's pre-cum in my mouth and instantly felt my cunt explode in ecstasy. As I came my entire body shuddered on Jack's cock, squeezing and milking him for all I was worth. The sudden explosion of my orgasm must have triggered theirs' because I was simultaneously pumped full of cum. My mouth filled with thick salty liquid once again and, unable to swallow it all, more dribbled out soaking my chest. My pussy ached as Jack continued to pump his sperm inside me and his twitching cock grew flaccid as the two men's moans filled the room. Once he was empty he pulled out and some of his jiz dribbled out of my well used cunt as he withdrew his cock. He came around and stood in front of me with Ned, both men helping me up so that they could kiss me. Big smiles were on all our faces. I was glad when Graham came over and suggested I take a shower with him and I giggled as I noticed a glob of cum nestled in his chest hair. We went down to the bathroom where Ned undressed me as graham turned on the shower. I was happy that he offered to wash my dress before we left; it was now covered in quite a bit of sperm. Graham washed me and I hugged and kissed him happily just as a thought occurred to me. "Umm... Graham?" I said. "Mmm, yes Amanda my dear?" he asked as he rinsed me off. "Well Jack...he came inside me and I'm not on the pill or anything," I spoke quickly; slightly panicked that Graham would be mad at me. Once again I was pleasantly surprised as he chuckled and said, "Jack is infertile sweetie, that's why he was the only one to fuck you tonight. I was hoping to ask you about the pill though, if you would consider it". I was gob-smacked that graham had put so much thought into tonight and I kissed him happily. Of course I would go on the pill! If it meant more nights like tonight and being able to feel other cocks in my pussy I was happy to oblige. I knew I was turning into Graham's little whore and I loved it. It didn't seem bad to share myself with these men and the more I thought about it I knew I would do whatever and fuck whoever Graham wanted me to. I trusted him and I loved it!