2 comments/ 27521 views/ 0 favorites Lessons in Love Ch. 02 By: GreenEyedRobin Several days had passed since I had successfully "taught" my young protégée the finer points of satisfying a woman. Jake had proven to have quite an aptitude for pursuing this delicate art. We had spoken several times since then, making a few references to that fateful evening, mostly speaking of it in animated tones, referring to it in a flirtatious manner. He phoned me one evening with an invitation to a party to be held by some industry friends he had recently made. The party was being held in a Hollywood hotel, in one of the penthouse suites. He mentioned that there were other friends he had invited when I commented that I didn’t want anyone to think we were "together". "It’s cool" he explained. "I told them I was inviting a few friends and neighbors" he added. "You will be presented as one of my neighbors". I agreed that it was a sound plan and he gave me the details of the date and time. We drove to the hotel together the evening of the party and entered the hotel lobby. He greeted several other young men and women and began chatting with them casually. "Good." I thought to myself. "No one thinks anything of me being here with him". Quite frankly, no one had even noticed me, and I was fine with that. Jakes’s friends quickly entered the elevators to head up to the hotel suite, while he stayed behind, using the hotel phone in the lobby. He mentioned that there was another friend he wanted to check in with, and that friend was staying in the hotel. I waited for him as he tried to locate his friend, while the remainder of the guests arrived and went up to the hotel suite. The lobby was empty by the time he got off of the phone and we proceeded to enter the hotel elevator, alone. Jake immediately sensed my ambivalence and asked me what was wrong. "What floor is this suite on?" I questioned nervously. "the 15th" he replied. He looked at me again, with interest. "you okay?" he asked cautiously. "I’ll be fine" I lied. "Okay, what’s wrong?" he asked. "I’m embarrassed to tell you" I started. "Tell me" he insisted. "I hate elevators" I blurted out quickly. "Oh really?" he replied, his face full of interest. "No, Jake, you don’t understand. I REALLY hate elevators". My palms were sweating, and my heart was pounding as the elevator began to rise. Jake laughed a little. "It’s not funny, Jake" I shot back. "I have a severe elevator phobia". He smiled, laughed and shook his head. Just then, the elevator jerked. Then it stopped. My fear turned to panic very quickly. Jake saw the panic on my face and tried to gather me into his arms to calm me. It didn’t work. I began to claw at the door, "open, oh my god, open"…….I was totally freaked out by now. Tears started to well up in my eyes, and I couldn’t breathe. "Calm down, it’s going to be okay" he chided. "No its NOT!!!" I cried at him. "Look, I know all about phobias" he continued. "No you don’t, no you don’t, you don’t know about this….You don’t understand…..we’re gonna DIE in here….." I screamed incoherently, wailing like a preschooler. I fell to the floor and sobbed like an idiot. "We’re never getting out of here…the car will fall 800 feet and we’ll be like bugs on a windshield…" I moaned out of control. I was deep in the throes of a full blown panic attack, brought on by my phobia, exacerbated by the elevator’s refusal to move. Jake picked up the phone in the elevator and calmly called for help, while I ranted and raved in the background. When he was done, he sat down next to me, and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. "Listen to me" he began. "We are going to get out of here." He soothed. "No we aren’t" I muttered between sobs, my words catching in my throat. "I just spoke to the elevator folks" he told me. "the good news is that we WILL get out of here." "The bad news is that we’re gonna miss that party!" he looked at me calmly. "Wh….what??" I barked. "They’ll be here in a few hours" he told me as I launched into another tirade in response to yet another panic attack. "I can’t, I mean I can’t sit in here for that long, we’re gonna die, we’re doomed, oh my god…help me" I raged. I tried to stand up, but my legs were so wobbly that I plopped back down on the floor. I was reduced to a heap on the floor of the elevator, sobbing uncontrollably, muttering things like "what if the car falls….what if the lights go out……what if there’s an earthquake". I heard Jake’s voice amid all my ranting. It was firm and clear. "Look at me" Jake said loudly and squarely. I looked directly at him, tears streaming down my face, shaking like a leaf. "I WILL NOT let anything bad happen to you." His voice was commanding, almost reassuring. "Breathe slowly, in through your nose, out through your mouth…" he ordered. I started to do as he ordered. One breathe. Good, we’re steady. Two breathes, I am cooking. Suddenly the elevator jerked once more and I reacted quickly. I screamed. Jake pulled me into his arms and muffled my scream by covering my mouth with his. He kissed me deeply and passionately, making me almost forget that we were trapped like caged animals in a little box which was suspended more than 100 feet from the ground, and in my phobic mind, the little box was dangling precariously. Jake was entirely unfazed by our situation, which I could not understand. He laid me down on the floor of the elevator and continued to kiss me aggressively, his tongue probing my mouth, catching my tongue, his teeth finally lightly biting my upper lip, his lips pulling mine seductively into his. Intent to keep me from focusing on our situation (and I suspect, to preserve his eardrums from my shrill shrieks in response to the imagined "falling elevator"!) he started to unbutton my blouse slowly, while he continued to kiss my lips and explore my mouth with his tongue. Jake’s fingers lightly traced the outline of my now hardened nipples through the sheer material of my bra. He easily slipped his hand into the bra cup to play with my nipple while continuing to kiss me deeply. He squeezed the nipple, rolling it gently, teasing me with his every move. His free hand cupped my face, wiping the stray hair off of my forehead. We kissed again, my breath becoming ragged now from sexual tension instead of panic. Continuing on his way, Jake finished unbuttoning my blouse, and pushed it from my shoulders. Cradling me in his arms, he pulled the blouse from off of me and unlatched my bra. I started to protest, but he put his fingers up to my mouth indicating that he wanted me to remain silent. His eyes were boring into me with intensity, he had total control of this situation. He removed my bra and laid me back down on the floor. I quashed the urge to speak, instead letting him control the events. I was so scared of the freaking elevator that this diversion had a very calming effect on me. Jake knew this and unleashed his plan. Jake’s hand traveled down past my skirt and up to my inner thigh. He brushed the soft skin with his fingers, laying the palm of his hand onto the underside of my thigh, squeezing and rubbing it gently with wide sweeping motions. His fingers began to toy with the edges of my panties, as if seeking a way to enter the shelter inside. I moaned in response to his fingers lining the edges of my gates. He easily slid his hand into my panties and cupped my garden, slowly and deliberately pressing his fingers past the edges and into the wet depths. He then laid his upper body on top of mine, leaving just a small opening for one breast to be played with. Kissing, licking and biting my soft breast and rock hard nipple, his hand continued to explore my lower depths on a seek and destroy mission. His finger landed on my hot love knot and he circled it in slow deep patterns. I heard myself groan under his ministrations, as I felt the warmth begin to grow in my pelvis. Round and round his finger circled my nub, the intense feelings building like a volcano about to erupt. Jake’s mouth never left my breast. He pulled my swollen nipple into his mouth and sucked it while stimulating my hot button below. I squirmed and wiggled underneath his hand, my hips rocking with the movements of his fingers. The sensual assault never ceased, and I felt the tightness in my thighs deepen as the height of my climax took over. My hips quivered and I moaned without regard to anything around me. Jake gazed into my eyes, with my face upturned. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, first gently, then with increasing pressure and passion. My lips parted instinctively and his tongue found its way inside the warmth again. I returned his kiss with just as much fervor as our tongues danced. He rolled off of me and pulled me on top of him. I felt his hands once again on my hips, sliding under the hem of my short skirt. Jake slipped his hand back up to my butt cheeks and pulled my panties completely off, tossing them to the floor of the elevator. As his hands slowly came back up my bottom, so did my skirt. He unzipped the skirt and slipped it past my hips, down my legs and off completely. His hands moved back upwards to caress my bare cheeks, skimming over the back of my thighs. As Jake’s hands moved, so did mine. I leaned aside and fumbled to find the buttons and zipper on his slacks. My hands quickly found the buttons on his slacks and made quick work of them. I slid his slacks and his boxers down to reveal his fully aroused member. My hand closed around it as I slowly stroked it. Our kiss still had not been broken as we were close to devouring each other. I pulled away, gasping for breath. Jake sat up, and leaned back into a corner, his arms reached up to grab onto the railing above him. Once again, when I looked into his eyes, I saw the raw desire there. Our eyes locked as I slowly got onto my knees, then lowered myself to take his erect member in my mouth. He let out a low groan as I took him further into the pit of ecstasy, exerting only a small amount of suction to his fully engorged cock. One of my hands continued to stroke him, working in rhythm with my mouth. Jake was getting close to climax, the sweet drops of pre cum collecting on the tip of his piece, but he held back. He pushed my mouth off of his stiff rod, then stood up and pulled me to my feet. He kissed my breasts, and gently licked them, swirling his tongue around the darkened areola before taking the nipple into his mouth to gently suck it. My back arched as I tried to push more of my breast into his mouth. My breathing was raspy and I could feel the wetness between my legs starting to increase again. I felt Jake’s hand on my inner thigh, slowly creeping up to my mound, his fingers lining and tracing the outer reaches of my love lips. The feeling made me dizzy with the anticipation of what was to come, that I grabbed to the rail behind me to steady myself as the sensations flooded my body. I felt so weak as I savored the feeling of Jake’s finger being inserted into my hot garden. I was practically dripping, my juices were flowing so copiously. I was gasping and breathing faster as he swirled his finger inside my slippery tunnel. Jake pulled his fingers out of my sticky pot and pressed them against my love nub once again. He began to flick it gently at first, then with more and more pressure as my gasps turned to moans. With one finger, Jake easily slid back inside my silky cavern, then allowed a second finger to join it, moving in counterpoint with the flicks of his thumb on my nub. His fingers pulled out with each flick, and re-entered as his thumb released, then alternately pressed my hot swollen clit. Jake continued to work me in this manner for several minutes, as I moaned at the feeling of the tension building in my thighs, my second orgasm looming fast. Several more thrusts with his fingers followed, then he pushed his thumb into my love knot, hard. His fingers joined in and that was enough to send me into a mind-numbing climax, biting my lip to stifle the scream. "Ohhhhhh my…gaaawwwdddd ….." I moaned loudly as I bucked my pelvis up and down, and I drenched his hand with my juices. I grabbed his shoulders and dug my fingers into his flesh, leaving a firm indentation in his skin. I shook from head to toe, writhing with the climax. Jake turned me away from him to face the wall. He bent me forward to give him total access to my aching center point. He grasped his stiff cock and started rubbing it into my over sensitive knot, rubbing himself over the entire length of my slit from behind. I felt like my legs would give out as I gripped the rail to hold myself up. Jake moved slowly. He inserted only the head of his missile into me and waited for me to react. When I realized that he was not going any further, I pushed backwards, burying him deep within me. Jake moaned as he felt me close in around his shaft, the muscles gripping him, the moisture enveloping him with warmth. He held me by my hips and started to thrust with long slow strokes, gradually building up the tempo. While still buried in me, he pulled me more upright slightly, caressing my shoulders and neck. He massaged the back of my neck as he continued pumping into me with increasing speed and depth. As I held onto the railing, he pounded into me dramatically, bringing me back to the edge. With a final deep push, Jake shuddered and his body shook as the spasm of his orgasm took control of his reflexes. He shot his warm thick creme into my well, his hands moving down to clench my waist, as the last drops of his seed spurted into my depths. When Jake came down from his high, he pulled out of me and I turned to face him. We wrapped our arms around each other and held onto each other tightly. We kissed once again, this time lightly, playfully. The elevator jerked, but this time, I didn’t react. I was too deep inside the feelings that were emerging from within me. "You’ve calmed down considerably," Jake whispered into my ear. "Thanks to you," I answered, kissing him on the neck. We both sat down on the floor of the elevator. I rested my head on his shoulder, trying to regain my strength. His arm gently cradled my head and neck as he pulled me nearer to him. "I told you I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you," he reminded me. "Well……that depends upon your perspective, I suppose now, doesn’t it" I retorted playfully. "I can’t believe how quickly you picked up on the finer details of this delicate art" I continued. "you really are a natural at this….." I added, giving him a wink. "I never said I was a virgin," he quipped. "No?" I responded, confused. The look on his face made me wonder. "You were too a virgin!" I shot back. He looked up at the ceiling, ignoring my statement. "Stop that," I said as I slapped his shoulder. "Look at me…." I said, concealing a giggle. All he did was smile a sly grin and snicker. "Okay, Mr. Casanova, have it your way". I teased. "It really depends upon your perspective, I suppose now, doesn’t it…." He said mocking me. "Jake, sometimes a cigar, really is just a cigar," I said, trying to get up. He grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me back down to join him on the floor, then started to kiss me aggressively once again. Jake stopped and nudged me lightly. "I hear something," he whispered. I bolted up and grabbed at my clothes that lay on the floor. I put my clothes on quickly. Jake stood up. We straightened our clothes, trying to smooth out the wrinkles. We both stood in opposite corners of the elevators as though trying to say "we’re not together". The doors flew open. The rescue team swooped in and escorted us both out. I exited the elevator first, with Jake following a few feet behind me, chattering away with the firemen who rescued us. A few minutes later I heard Jake snorting with laughter. I glance over my shoulder to see that he was making wild hand motions at me. It was then that I noticed that I had my bra on OVER my blouse………… Lessons in Love Ch. 02 Anne was in the throes of the most pleasurable sensations she had ever experienced in her life and this gardener of her father's home was offering her even more. 'Igor will you be gentle with me? I am still a virgin.' Though he already knew she was, it sounded extremely sexy to hear her admit it to him and put herself in his control like this. As he started lifting the thin filmy nightgown of her shoulders he realised how beautiful she was with a blemishless body and perfect womanly curves. Her firm pert breasts made him go almost crazy with desire. 'Anne, you lay back and you relax well. Igor be very gentle alright? As he pushed her gently back on the bed she couldn't help holding on to his body. She marvelled its sexiness and masculinity and nuzzled her head against his hairy chest. He gently disengaged himself from her to concentrate on her virgin pussy. 'Open your legs for Igor. Let me see you and make love to you.' As he positioned himself between her thighs he could see desire mixed with fear in her eyes. He did not want to scare her from loving him. So he started gentle movements over her body, which made his hard hot cock brush over her pussy and her lower belly. The feel of his cock seemed to stimulate her in an indescribable way which made her moan in pleasure. Igor did not want to hurry on and spoil her pleasure and went on doing the same while gently kissing her lips. As she became more excited she started pulling his hips towards hers and this was the sign he had been waiting for. He guided his cock head to the center of her pussy and stroked it up and down. This seemed to drive her crazy and encircled his hips with her legs, pulling him towards her. Igor still did not want to penetrate her, instead stimulating her engorged clitoris with his cock head driving her towards another shattering orgasm. As she started thrashing about the bed in pleasure she also started moaning for him to take her. 'Oh darling Igor, oh Igor please my darling. Give it to me now. Oh darling I love you so much..' As she was swept into the fires of pleasure with her orgasm Igor took the chance to press his immense cock head on to her cunt. As he increased the pressure on the opening of her vagina it was obvious that she was starting to feel some pain. But she wanted to experience everything he could give her and kept pulling his hips closer to hers. Igor didn't waste anymore time and pushed himself strongly into her feeling the sudden give as he breached her hymen into her tight virgin vagina. The sudden sharp gasp as he penetrated her signified the pain she had experienced in receiving his prodigious manhood into the hitherto unused territory. Igor remained sheathed in her without moving at all not wanting to cause her more pain while he kissed her deeply diverting her attention away from the pain he had caused her. Though there were tears beading her eyelashes presumably due to the pain which he had caused with his rampantly large penis penetrating her virgin womanhood Anne never protested or tried to resist him. It was almost five minutes before he felt her tense body starting to relax while he remained iron hard inside her. Though only just about half of his length was inside her it felt hot, tight and exciting to Igor and he started moving very gently. The she stiffened again as he started to move, he did not relent and went on continuing the rocking movement without trying to penetrate her any deeper. As her vagina started getting used to having his hard meaty shaft in it, Anne started to relax again and she found herself actually starting to get the pleasurable sensations she had been experiencing a while ago while Igor had teased her with his fingers and tongue. Only this time there was additional tightness and intense heat deep inside her belly, which seemed to add to her pleasure. Igor was also slowly pushing in further into the virgin territory making her feel as if she was about to explode. It was also giving him intense pleasure as he experienced the extreme tightness that squeezed hard on his cock. Just making the slightest movement caused intense pleasure, which seemed to be about to drive him over the edge to a huge orgasm. He did not want to just get his pleasure with Anne getting to experience her first fuck with an awe inspiring orgasm. He felt this would ensure that she would never forget him, whoever she got married to and spent her life with. He planned to live in these parts for a long time and liked to have her sexually when she came visiting her father after marriage. He started feeling Anne also starting to move against his body, creating pleasure for herself. She also started nuzzling at his hairy chest and pretty soon started stimulating his nipples with her tongue. Even though Anne was technically a virgin she seemed to instinctively know what exactly turned him on. It may have been stuff she had learned by reading or just the raw passion that Igor had lit in her soul that was manifesting itself in a physical form. Whatever it was, it was turning on Igor more and more as her fingers explored more of his body, the intensely hairy groin and the crack between his tightly muscled buttocks. 'Baby, we do it the other way now ok?' 'What do you mean Igor?' 'You come on top of me and enjoy my cock.' He never let his cock slip out from her cunt while they rolled over to him on his back and Anne on top of him. 'Go on fuck my cock now.' He growled in her ear. As she started to moving, impaling herself more on more on his meaty shaft she felt could control the pain of stretching that his cock was doing to her cunt. She made small movements, which also seemed to inflame Igor, as the animal instinct inside him wanted him to stop being gentle with her and pound her body and take his pleasure. Though he tried to control himself from doing this and causing her pain, almost reflexly his hips seemed to jerk up making his cock penetrate deeper into her. Though this gave her some pain it also brought her intense pleasure and she started welcoming those strong upward thrusts. They seemed make his hard pubic bone almost brush against her clitoris making her intensely stimulated and making her grunt each time. Meanwhile Igor was paying full attention to her breasts and nipples, fondling, sucking, caressing and biting on as he became more stimulated. Anne too did not remain the shy virgin, taking her chance to kiss and nuzzle his neck and chest and also becoming bold enough explore his hairy armpits. The strong musky odour seemed only to drive her wilder to start licking and sucking on them. She could not seem to get enough of him. Igor could not believe his good luck in discovering the passionate woman who seemed to have woken up from a long slumber. As the excitement started mounting he flipped her on to her back again wanting to consummate their love. Anne too sensed the urgency in his mood and knew that he needed to take his pleasure. This time the gentleness was gone, replaced by strong virile male needs and she could only awe the power and intensity of his penetrations. Though she tried to keep up with the speed of his movements she could barely do so, but found her body being driven up a spiral pleasure and pain which she no longer had any control on. As the involuntary whimpering from started getting louder, Igor sealed her mouth with his knowing that others would hear them in the house if they continued any longer. But he never stopped the strong hard thrusts deep into her belly, creating intense pleasure for both of them. Anne was feeling a fiery pleasure starting at the entrance to her vagina that was being battered by this huge masculine meat, right into her innards. Her legs, which were wound tightly around his hips, were feeling his heat emanating into her as he took her into higher levels of pleasure. They were both starting to sweat profusely due to the intense exertion of the act. As Igor lifted himself on his straightened out arms to allow him to lever into her body even better, Anne was already starting her first orgasm with sexual intercourse. She found that she could not control her body and her limbs refused obey her commands as she felt herself raking Igor's back. Igor sensed that she was starting off into her orgasm and let himself go completely like a bucking horse, pounding into her. The feeling of the impending ejaculation built deep inside him and felt as if it was the greatest height in pleasure he had ever felt in his life. Maybe it was because Anne was a virgin as well as being his employer's daughter. Semen seemed to gush out in great spurts deep into Anne's cunt and she could feel herself brimming with his juices that were mixing with hers. The guttural sounds coming from seemed almost inhuman, but to Anne they talked of his intense need and love for her. It was many minutes before he stopped pumping into her and at last he slumped onto her resting his body on her panting hard. To Anne it seemed to be the perfect end to the most incredible experience of her life to feel his body contoured against hers, his cock still deep inside her semi hard. She wrapped her arms and legs around him not wanting to miss a single inch of his body. They stayed in the same position almost ten minutes before Igor started kissing her forehead, her nose and her mouth. 'You like what Igor do for you?' It was almost a statement rather than a question as Igor knew he was stating the very obvious. And she knew it deep inside of her, like where his manhood was cocooned right now, that this was an experience she would never forget for her whole life. He had seduced her so sensually and erotically that she would have not minded giving up everything to make a life with him. As she started gushing out her feelings for her, Igor knew that he had once again made a woman feel so special and pleasured, that she had fallen head over heels in love with him. He liked this effect that he had with women, and specially so with Anne as she was also the sincere and naïve women he had ever met. She made him want to shield and protect her from any danger or threat. That was the effect that Anne had upon men. The harsh ringing of the telephone broke the loving reverie and Anne still imprisoned under Igor's hairy masculine body found it difficult to reach for it. 'Igor it must be Derek. He said he would call again because I said I was having a cramp.' 'You want to answer?' 'Yes I had better or he might call Aunty Dee to see what's wrong.' Igor reached across for the receiver and gave it to Anne without disengaging from her body, his whole weight upon her and his cock starting to harden again inside her. 'Anne, how are you darling?' It was Derek. 'Er... feeling much better now. Its gone away but I still feel a little sore.' Igor was playing wit her blonde hair, nuzzling her other ear and neck. 'You could get it massaged by one of the servants. It will do it a lot of good.' 'Yes I have had it done. That helped it a great deal.' Igor found himself getting aroused again listening to Anne talking to her fiancé while he was lying upon her body and his cock hard inside her. He felt the familiar quickening in his loins as his cock started pulsing inside her. To Anne too, it was a weird experience to be talking to her fiancé while her father's gardener was ensheathed deep in her and now starting to pulse inside her. She needed to get off this conversation soon and Derek did not seem to be in no hurry at all. Igor was also sliding his hands between their bodies and fondling her now erect nipples making waves of pleasure run through her. 'I feel bad that I am not with you right now my dear.' 'Even if you were down here you wouldn't be sharing my bed now would you. You wanted to wait till we got married before doing anything like that.' 'I thought that it would be the best thing to do my dear.' 'Well I wonder if it was the correct decision at all.' 'Are you annoyed with me again dear?' Igor had moved down slightly and was concentrating on sucking and laving her nipples and it was making her nearly go wild. 'No, but I was just making an observation. Look Derek, I am really sleepy now, lets talk tomorrow shall we? 'Alright darling, good night.' 'Good night Derek.' When Anne had returned the telephone receiver she found Igor propped up on elbows gazing at her almost quizzically. 'You love him miss Anne?' 'I suppose I do. He is a good man in his own way. Why do you ask that Igor?' 'Igor want to make love to you late... after you marry ok?' 'Oh god yes, how can I be without you. You have shown me the best experience I have ever had in my life. You feel like a part of me Igor. I will be down to visit aunty Dee quite often. We can meet.' 'Ah good. Igor need you a lot. And you love my body Anne?' 'Oh god yes. You are wonderful Igor. And I love your...' 'Ah, you like my big cock Anne. You like kiss him again now? 'I thought you wanted to do it again.' 'I think that is enough now. You feel very painful tomorrow if you do too much. This your first time no?' 'Er, yes I guess you are right.' 'Yes, I love to fuck again, but you need rest.' They lay silent together and in minutes Anne found Igor fast asleep, his limbs entwined with hers, their torsos pressed against each other and his still semi hard penis pressed against her belly. Anne did not fall asleep for a long time, savouring, almost drinking in this sensual episode with this wonderfully masculine man lying against her. When she fell asleep it was in to a deep slumber, which she did not wake up from until the sun was shining through the windows in to her room. She found Igor gone from her room, on his pillow a freshly picked bunch of bluebells.