1 comments/ 35751 views/ 4 favorites Teaching Celina Ch. 01 By: zenarcade Celina lay back, trying to peek around the blindfold, her bound hands helpless to adjust it. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, a light sheen of sweat on most of her still-shaking body. I knelt on the bed as I watched her move her head, trying to move the blindfold, and chuckled a bit to myself – the blindfold wasn't moving. She'd learned fast – fighting handcuffs was a losing proposition. And the blindfold accentuated the rest of her senses, making her almost hyper-sensitive. I watched as she caught her breath, the sheen of sweat starting to dry. I let my gaze go from her hands, bound to my bed with shiny steel handcuffs, to the blue silk scarf blindfolding her, down her face and neck to her chest. She had a pretty chest - breasts that were well-sized and firm, with highly sensitive nipples that grew to the size of a quarter when stimulated. Down my gaze traced, across her flat stomach and narrow waist, to her hairless groin, not even a strip of black hair left. Down her strong and lean thighs, her skin soft as velvet, down her calves to the ropes securing her ankles to the foot of the bed. Her feet were like the rest of her - just right. I let a finger trace her form, from just below the blindfold along her cheek, down her neck, across her chest just grazing a nipple, instantly springing back to erect, down her side, over her thigh to her glistening groin. Her breathing, now caught up, quickened as I let my finger trace across her clit and labia, teasing her with a finger, then tracing down the inside of her leg, our combined juices leaving a trail down her leg. I reached the rope holding her ankle and skipped over it, to the tip of her toes, and then back - sliding the rope off one ankle, then the other. I felt her start to move her legs as I traced my way back up the inside of her legs, again pausing to tease her clit, this time with two fingers. I felt her breath quicken and her legs spread apart wide to give my fingers better access. I slipped first one, then two, fingers just inside her, and felt her moan just a little bit as her juices flowed over my fingers and hand, her naked pink pussy in full view. I leaned down and just breathed on the inside of her leg, gently flicking it with my tongue. I worked my way up the inside of her legs, feeling her tense up and relax, tense and relax as I got closer and closer to her clit with my tongue. Taking a deep breath, I exhaled slowly onto her clit, slowly sliding two fingers inside her. I felt her shiver just a bit as my tongue came down and just barely grazed the tip of her clit. I let my tongue tease her, lapping up her juices but never quite diving in as far as she wanted. I let my mouth move its way up, across her stomach, stitching little kisses together as my fingers moved to her breasts. She had quite beautiful breasts - large without being floppy - a bit flatter than you might expect, something her nipples more than made up for. As I reached her right nipple with my mouth, I took her breast in my mouth and sucked hard. I could feel her nipple engorge as I sucked on it, her neck muscles rigid as her body started to quiver with an impending orgasm. I let go of her right breast and kissed my way over to her left nipple, gently tonguing it, sucking it, harder and harder, again stopping before she could orgasm, feeling her body arch with desire. I continued kissing my way up her neck, breathing onto her lips and then slowly lowering my hungry mouth to hers. Our tongues met, danced, intertwined, and I moved my hands up to release the handcuffs. Experienced as she now was, she waited for me to move her arms around my back, not making any attempt to remove her silk blindfold. I reached behind her head and pulled it off her, giving her a moment to acclimate to the low light before holding her head and kissing her on the mouth again, softly at first, and then harder and harder as my passion and lust for her took over. She could feel my cock on her stomach, broke off our kiss, and tried to pull me towards the headboard to reach me with her mouth. I gently shook my head, and let my cock, rock-hard and dripping, slide around on her stomach as I moved back to squeeze and suck on her gorgeous nipples. I felt her hand reach around and take hold of my member, stroking it from top to bottom and back. She reached the top, squeezed gently, and took the drop of precum up to her lips, and slowly, lasciviously, licked it off, staring deep into my eyes . . . oh – my – god – what HAVE I created? I moved down just a bit, her hand still squeezing my cock, as I positioned my cock right at the tip of her clit, glistening with overflowing juices and desire. She started to rub herself with my cock, sliding me all over the outside of her pussy, further mingling our juices, driving us both wild with desire. I put my hand over hers and guided my cock just to the entrance of her pussy. She understood, and started to slide my cock inside her just a little bit, then pulling out . . . in just a little bit, and then out . . . I looked down at her and smiled - she left the tip of my cock just inside her and moved her hands up to the sides of my head, reaching up to kiss me deeply. As she did, I let my hips lower, driving my cock deep into her gloriously sopping pussy, feeling her vagina tighten on my cock as I drove in deep, deeper than I had ever felt her before, finally coming to rest on her cervix. She gasped for breath as her entire body quivered and tensed at the feel of my cock bottoming out inside her, groaning as my cock massaged her cervix. She released me from the kiss and her face showed complete ecstasy as I slowly slid my cock out of her, only to without warning ram it back inside her, hearing and feeling her juices sloshing around my member. I felt her gasp again, her hands reaching around to my hips, pulling me in to her deeper and deeper, until I bottomed out again on her cervix. Deeper she pulled me, the tip of my cock moving her cervix aside as she gasped for breath, her rose red painted nails digging in to my hips and buttocks, urging me ever deeper. I felt her cervix move aside and held my cock there, reveling in the sensation of being buried in her so deep, my balls against her clit, soaking in all her juices. She took a deep breath, opened her eyes briefly, and smiled at me and nodded - go for it, her eyes and smile said. I slowly pulled almost all the way out of her, savoring the sounds and feeling of my cock deep in her drenched pussy, and slammed back inside, her fingers and nails digging in to me again and again, crying out wordlessly as I would slowly pull out and then slam back inside her, hitting and moving her cervix each time, her hips bucking up as if to help pound her even harder. Again and again we went, both of us sweating, until I felt her whole body start to shake from the inside out, signalling a huge orgasm. I pulled out and rammed in one more time, knowing I was going to explode inside her, and felt her quaking, digging into me, her eyes completely unfocused as her orgasm exploded within her, shaking her whole body even as I held her down. I felt myself going, and buried my cock against her, spurting cum deep into her, blasting her cervix and glorious cunt with my hot seed. Jet after jet I pumped into her, feeling her cum intermingle with mine as she lost all control and came uncontrollably, squirting me with blast after blast of her cum, screaming my name and to fill her cunt with my hot cum. I could feel her pussy contracting on my cock every time I pulsed, eager to milk every drop of cum out of me, her nipples hard as rocks and huge, rubbing against my chest, her eyes literally rolling to the back of their sockets. We froze together, both of us seeming to blank out for who knows how long. I collapsed on top of her, her cunt still holding on tightly to my still-hard cock, my elbows holding me up as we looked deep into each other's eyes. I leaned down a bit further and kissed her lightly on the lips, feeling her hands running up and down my back, creating a trail of goosebumps as she lightly dragged her fingernails over me. I could feel her pussy slowly relaxing and contracting, and she gave me a shy grin. I smiled back, and twitched my cock in response as she tightened and relaxed, tightened and relaxed. We lay like that for a while, feeling our juices pooling between our legs and on our stomachs. I didn't want to move, and the look in her eyes said she didn't want to either. After a while I could feel her pussy slowly relax, releasing its iron grip on my cock. I slowly slid down her, taking her breast in my mouth and gently nibbling on that gorgeous aureola and nipple, feeling her arousal again. I let my cock, amazingly still rigid, slowly slide out of her, feeling her sigh as my tip finally slid out of her, freeing all our combined fluids to begin leaking out. She slowly propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at her sex, watching as my cum and hers, intermingled, oozed out of her. She looked at me quizzically and then slowly and suggestively put two fingers inside her engorged pussy, coating them thickly with our mixed cum. Then, slowly, she moved them to her lips as she locked her eyes on mine and slowly slid her fingers into her mouth. She moaned softly with approval, and slowly put her two fingers back inside herself, again coating them with our combined juices, before this time slowly feeding her fingers to me, a hungry expression on her face. I gently sucked her fingers of our cum, marveling at how good - how right - we tasted. She looked at herself again, and I could see her flush and her breathing quicken as she looked back up at me. I understood her hungry look, and bent my mouth to her pussy, feeling her heat radiating out, the scent of our juices intermingling driving me wild, tonguing her gently at first, and then taking the whole of her sex in my mouth, sucking gently at first and then harder and harder, filling my mouth with our combined cum. I reached up and grabbed her black hair, pulling her mouth to me forcefully and kissing her hard, feeding our juices from my mouth to hers. She reacted animalistically, sucking our combined cum from my mouth, her tongue darting about, searching for more. She grabbed my head and moved me to her cunt again, her eyes pleading. This time I bit down and sucked hard, pulling all the cum I could out of her cunt, pushing her back down with the back of my arm across her throat, pinning her down again under my legs, holding her arms out with mine as I kissed her brutally, dumping all our cum into her mouth, feeling her suck it down hungrily, feeling her wanting more. "Do you want more, Celina? Do you?" I growled. She moaned, still pinned under me, too spent to even try to get out. "Yes, I . . . yes, I want more . . . I want to taste your cum with mine - that is SO fucking hot . . . " She's panting as she says it, turned on by having been fucked that hard and knowing the handcuffs and blindfold are right at the top of the bed . . . So how on earth did a 47 year old man end up with a gorgeous 26 year old half-Chinese woman begging me to fuck her again so she can taste our cum mixed together in her cunt? And with her blindfolded and handcuffed to my bed, with her ankles restrained for good measure? Well – therein lies a tale . . . Teaching Celina Ch. 02 It all started, believe it or not, with badminton. Yep, badminton. I had played quite a bit in college and in the military, and was pretty good – not Olympic good, but good enough to compete with almost anyone. Then, life interrupted and I didn't play seriously for something like 20 years. Finally, after marrying my late wife, I found a club and started playing again. The people there were generally very nice – they were generous with their time and advice, as well as in selecting me to play. I think they could also see that I took it seriously – unusual for an American – and I improved fairly quickly to the point where I could reasonably play doubles against almost anyone. Along the way, I got to be friends with several of the people there. It was something my wife encouraged and supported – it was a good way for me to get out of the house, and to do something I enjoyed. I even played in a couple of tournaments, getting blown away in one but winning a couple of matches in the second and third. A lot of the crowd was international – badminton not being a big American pasttime. While most of the players were men, probably about a quarter of them were women. As you might expect, the majority were Asian or Indian, with a couple of Canadians and the odd American thrown in. Probably because I was seen as "safe," the women there weren't hesitant to join me for doubles games, even if they were quite a bit better than I was. We'd also chat a lot about life – kids, work, badminton, etc. Several of the women who came were students, either at the main state university or the state's engineering and science school, a bit farther away. One of them had just graduated high school and was going to one of my graduate schools. One night, while waiting for a court to open up, one of the women came up to me and asked if I'd like to practice. I agreed, and we became somewhat regular warm-up/practice partners, as well as doubles partners. As time went on, I learned that she was a graduate student in materials science at our state's science and engineering school. Originally from California, her father was Chinese and her mother American. She'd gone to UC San Diego and had moved here to earn her master's degree and possibly her PhD. Her name, of course, was Celina. She was 25 when we first met. If I hadn't been so madly in love with my wife, I'd have certainly asked her out, and to hell with the age difference. She was tall – almost 5'9" – and lean. She had a version of the stereotypical Chinese woman's figure – large but somewhat shallow breasts, with nipples that would poke through her athletic bra when she got excited. From what I could see, she had a flat, smooth stomach and a small waist for her height, along with somewhat narrow hips. Those hips joined with legs that looked like they went on forever – long, slender and well-muscled, with the kind of foot you'd expect – long but narrow. Her face didn't have the typical Chinese look – you could see that part of her ancestry was Oriental without quite being able to place her. Her hair, though, was a giveaway – it was the classic Chinese blue-black, soft hair, which she usually kept short but let grow as time went by, eventually needing to tie in a ponytail for badminton. Her eyes were a dark, liquid brown, with a bit of the classic "almond" effect common to Chinese. All in all, she struck me as very pretty without being the type of woman who would make men's heads snap around in a bar – absent her height, anyway! She usually wore outfits that were entirely appropriate for the rec center we played badminton in. Usually she wore fairly short shorts that gave a great view of her long legs, and a form fitting but not skin-tight athletic top. Those tops, though, had v-necks, so that you could almost but not quite see her breasts, and that let your imagination run wild. Every once in a while I'd end up with a look straight in, seeing her thin sports bra. And every once in a while she'd see that I could see, and started giving me a little smile before she'd briskly announce the score and get the game moving again. A number of people at badminton would go out afterwards, whether on the Wednesday nights or the Sunday morning/afternoons we played on. I'd occasionally go with them, more often after my wife passed. Celina would occasionally come as well, and on a number of occasions our conversations would get more suggestive. A couple of times I could see Celina talking to other women in the group, who would then glance at me and continue talking. In hindsight, I can see that her diction got more and more flirty and suggestive – she'd ask if I'd like to "play" with her as opposed to just announcing that we were up as a doubles team. She'd often giggle just a little bit after putting it that way, and I didn't notice that she started to get more flirtatious as time went on. In other words, I should have seen it coming. In defense, though, I was still recovering after my wife's passing. That was something I was totally not ready to handle, and it was all I could do to parent my son and get to work and to badminton when work allowed. So when the time came, it seemed like it came out of nowhere. The night had started out like any other Wednesday – I got there about 6 and warmed up, played a couple of games, and saw people arriving after work. Celina walked in about 7 and stretched a bit, and we did some hitting to warm her up. We played our normal mixed doubles games and a number of us went out to a restaurant across the highway for a drink. It was still early enough in the semester that I didn't think anything of it when she joined us. She wound up next to me at the bar – again, nothing unusual – and we sipped our drinks and chatted about the games, weather, school for her and work for me, and so on. We finished our drinks and switched to soda – I have a strict one drink maximum if I'm driving anywhere within an hour – and she finally seemed to come a decision. She turned to face me square, turning our barstools so we were facing each other, our legs sort of sandwiching – my right on the outside, her left, then my left, then her right. She was wearing just a t-shirt over what looked like a thin sports bra that may have done a great job of supporting her while playing, but did nothing to hide how erect her nipples were. On that, I was wrong – but more on that later. She took a deep breath, looked at me, and then said, "Can I talk to you about something?" I saw a slight flush on her face, and could feel her legs gripping mine – it was quite nice, and I could feel myself stirring just a little bit. "Sure," I said. "What's up?" "Well, you can probably tell that I like you. And I'm very sorry about your wife. And it's OK if you say no – but I want to ask a favor of you." She took both my hands in hers and looked me squarely in the eyes. I'm thinking, "Of course!" to myself, wondering what on earth could need so many outs. "Ask, and ye shall receive," I said, jokingly referencing Shakespeare (or was it the Bible? Doesn't matter.). "OK. I've learned a lot from you – about badminton, about life, about people. And everyone at the club says you're a good guy. And that fits with what I want." She paused, giving me a chance to say something self-deprecating – "Oh, you're too kind. I just –" She cut me off. "No, that's not what I mean. I have not had a great sex life, and want one. So, I want you to teach me sex." I think my jaw dropped – I'm sure my surprise was written all over my face. I felt her hands take one of mine as she continued: "I've had sex – I'm not a virgin. But it's always been . . . eh. Not exciting. Not as fun as it should be. And I've read so much about how great it should be – and I want that. I think you're the right man to teach that to me." "Celina, I . . . wow. I have no idea what to say . . . Do you know what you're asking?" I was fumbling, completely taken aback. If you had asked me to bet, I'd have thought she was going to ask if I could find her a good cheap car or a legal question. "Yes, I think I do. That's why I've been talking to all the other women in the club. All but one of them suggested you. You're smart, hard-working, caring . . . and really hot," the last bit blurted out. "I . . ." "Please. I know it's a strange, out of nowhere crazy request. But I've been thinking on it a while, and I want someone I like and trust to teach me – or to learn with me. And I think you're a lot more experienced than you let on, and far more than I am." I was floored. I'd just been propositioned by a very attractive 25 year old – to be her "teacher," no less. Was I ready? Could I really "teach" her anything? If so, what? How? On the other hand, she was right - I did have a lot of experience, and a broad range of experiences. And she was attractive . . . so I couldn't see any downside. And, of course, the other part of my brain, to say nothing of my cock, was screaming "Hell yeah! Why haven't you said yes yet?" I took both her hands in one of mine and leaned in to her so I could whisper in her ear. "Celina, I'm enormously flattered. Yes. Of course I will. Duh. I'm not sure how much I can 'teach' you, but anything I can, I will. But I'm still processing my late wife, so I may not be as emotional as I usually am – which is very." With that, I let my lips graze her ear, gently blowing on her neck as I moved my head back around. Her eyes were shining and she squeezed my hand and legs tightly. I could feel my mouth go dry as we looked into each other's eyes from just inches apart – what on earth was I starting? I leaned in again and grazed her lips with mine as she closed her eyes, and asked, "How would you like to start?" She opened her eyes again, and said, "I have no idea – I was too nervous you'd say 'no' to think of anything." I chuckled a little bit at that – like I'd say no? "Perhaps go on a sexy date?" I volunteered. "And then go from there? We can meet at a bar and talk and flirt and have a drink, and go from there – and if you change your mind there's no pressure or harm done – it'll be nice to get to know you better. Another question – your place or mine?" She nodded thoughtfully. "I like that idea – we can pretend it's the infamous 'third date' I keep hearing about. Is that really usually how long people wait?" She cocked her head at me inquisitively – I was obviously supposed to answer. "Well, I've dated women where that's happened, and gone out with others where we wound up in bed the first night, and others where it took longer. Just depends on how things are going – if it feels right, run with it. I think the third date thing just caught on in folklore." She nodded. "Oh, and definitely your place – I don't think my roommate would approve unless she could join in," she said with a wink. I did a bit of a double-take – "Is that something you'd like to play with?" She blushed just a bit – all the answer I needed. "Let me know what else you'd like to experiment with – I'm open to a lot." We set it up for Friday – she was impatient to get going, and I was all for it. I told her to wear something that was tight in all the right places, with not too many buttons. She laughed and said she would see what she had. We agreed to meet at a restaurant/bar known as something of a pick-up place, not too far from my house. We figured if anything did end up happening, my house would be close, and leaving her car overnight wouldn't be a problem. On Friday, I blew through work and dashed home, ran through the shower, and dressed. It was late spring, so I wore a long sleeve black knit shirt with my best jeans. I got to the restaurant a couple minutes early and ordered a drink and a glass of water – if anything happened I wanted to be well-hydrated. I was watching the door, and soon my vigil was rewarded. In she walked, her head on a swivel as she looked for me. I caught her eye and smiled broadly, which she returned. She walked over and as she reached me I reached my hand around her, to the small of her back, and kissed her lightly on her lips. "Hi! You look . . . fabulous. What would you like to drink?" She blushed a bit, but stood close, letting my hand hold the small of her back. She ordered a Cape Cod with Finlandia vodka, and when it arrived I picked up my glass and gestured for her to do the same. I leaned in close. "Tonight is going to be wonderful. Nothing will happen that you don't want to happen, and if you ever need me to stop, just say so and I will. OK?" I followed up my little speech by taking her earlobe in mouth and gently rolling it for a moment, feeling her stiffen as the sensation rolled over her. My right hand went to her hair, brushing it back from her face, gently moving her mouth to mine. I kissed her gently again, still holding the small of her back in my other hand, and let my tongue just tickle her upper lip. I pulled back slightly, and she looked me straight in the eye and said softly, "I know it's going to be a great night. I want you to do anything you want with me – just talk to me as you're doing it. I trust you, so I know you won't do anything I don't want." I raised my glass, and said, " A toast! To . . . education." I smiled at her and she blushed just a bit. "To education," she said, raising her glass to clink mine, and then taking a small sip. She looked great – she was wearing a dark navy floral print dress that hugged her form beautifully, showing off all her natural curves. It had a plunging v-neck, giving a generous view of her upper chest, just concealing the bra she was wearing. And from how snug it was, I didn't think she had anything else on underneath. I was impressed – it was hard to believe this was the same woman from badminton. She looked . . . elegant and innocent and a bit naughty all at the same time. We both had a mixed drink and we nibbled some appetizers as we chatted. I kept my hand around her back to keep her close, the better to inhale her scent and feel her hair. I let my hand wander up and down her back, once making her squirm a bit as I got a bit too low on her butt for her comfort. No worry – something to work on, I thought, as I have a bit of an exhibitionist streak. For her part, she seemed to be enjoying herself. Her dark brown eyes shone, and she laughed as easily as she did at badminton. Occasionally she'd put her hand on my leg somewhat hesitantly, but with more confidence as the night went on. It was also fun learning about each other. After we'd both had a second drink, since we'd been there a couple of hours, it seemed like it was time to move our "third date" along. "Would you like to come over on your way home for a nightcap? I have a couple of good choices . . ." I tailed off – this would be it. She looked me deep in the eyes and smiled. "I'd love that . . . how far away do you live?" "Pretty close – maybe ten minutes," I said, feeling my blood start pumping faster, and feeling my groin starting to strain against my jeans. "You can follow me, or we can leave your car and pick it up later." "Is it OK to leave my car here?" I nodded. "OK, let's do that," she said. I had already settled the check, and stood up, taking her hand in mine as made our way out the door. She looked radiant – like she was gliding across the floor. I was glad it was dark inside – my jeans would have drawn attention to themselves. We walked out to my car, and as we reached the passenger door she turned to me, grabbed my head, and pulled my mouth onto hers. Startled a bit by her eagerness, I wrapped her in my arms, feeling for the first time those glorious breasts and nipples against the thin cotton of my shirt. Our mouths met, tentatively at first, lips grazing, then touching, then opening, our tongues finding each other, exploring, dancing . . . I could feel my cock engorged, pushing against my jeans and against her dress, and she could too. She pushed against it, grinding her hips into mine as we kissed. I finally broke the kiss and opened the door. "We'll never make it home at that rate . . . and we have LOTS to do," I murmured into her ear. She groaned softly with anticipation. "Get me home – I can't believe how turned on I am." I almost ran around to the driver's side, and slid in. Luckily, the restaurant was only ten minutes from my house – I could see her head swaying and hear her breathing. We made it home without incident, although I was as hard as I have ever been. Once in the driveway, though, she grabbed my neck and pulled me to her, kissing me on the mouth. I broke away, and walked around to her door to open it. We slipped into the house, and as soon as I had the door closed I reached for her, pulling her to me and kissing her square on her slightly trembling mouth. "I promised you a nightcap – what would you like? I have cordials, port, wine . . . " "Just water, please," was all she said, catching her breath and smoothing out her dress as she looked around. I invited her to sit down on the couch, and poured two glasses of water. On the way back, I turned on the stereo to a sexy music mix I had put together earlier and sat down next to her on the couch. I let my hand stroke her hair and the side of her face. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as I let my hand caress her face, neck, and hair. With my other hand I reached for her arm and started to caress it, from her hand up to her shoulder and back. Up and down her slender arm I went, with the third time letting my fingers just graze the side of her breast. Her bra must not have been very thick, because I felt her stiffen and she moved her hand around to my head, pulling me to her lips. I kissed her briefly and then stood up, taking her by the hand. "Not here," I said. "Down the hall . . . " She let me lead the way to my room. We got there and stood still in front of each other. I pulled her to me and kissed her soft lips, letting my hands wander up and down her back, over her firm ass, up her sides, under her breasts. I could feel her responding, pressing herself into me and my fully engorged cock. She tentatively reached down to feel my cock through my jeans. Feeling it, she breathed in sharply and started to caress me through my jeans. I let one hand explore her body, tracing across her stomach, down her leg, back up her leg, lifting her dress, tracing inside her legs, up, up, up, all the way to her sex. I was right – she wasn't wearing anything under her dress except her bra. I started to lift her dress up and over her, overcome with desire. Her dress lifted off and she stood in front of me with just a thin black lace bra covering her breasts. I reached around to undo the clasp, lifted the bra off, and dropped it on the dresser as she stood completely naked in front of me. She was gorgeous – her breasts were just as I imagined – large but slightly shallow, her stomach flat, a narrow waist connecting to narrow hips. Those, in turn, turned in to legs that went on forever – long, slender, muscular. Her mound had been trimmed and looked quite neat – and very wet. I could see moisture glistening in her remaining hair. I stood back for a moment to drink in the sight, and then murmured to her, "Wow, you are gorgeous!" She smiled brightly and said, "You like?" I could only answer by nodding, my eyes wide as her nude body dazzled me. She stepped forward, and I felt her fingers fumbling with my jeans with inexperienced fingers. I slipped off my shirt (easier that way), drawing an "Mmmmm" from her – I'm in pretty good shape. She undid the button on my jeans, and tugged down the zipper, pulling my jeans down my legs and holding them as I stepped out of them. She could see and feel the huge bulge in my briefs as she stood back up, and traced the length of my cock with a fingernail, making me groan in anticipation as she watched my reaction. Teaching Celina Ch. 02 I, in turn, traced a finger up the inside of her thigh, teasing, circling her clit, slowly reaching in, feeling her heat and wetness. I felt her tug on the waistband of my briefs, pulling them down, needing her other hand to release my cock from the waistband. I felt her gasp as my cock sprang into her hand as I stepped out of my underwear and kicked them away. She took a half step back, my cock still in her hand, and said "Wow, I had no idea you were so beautiful naked. I mean, I had imagined, but . . . " It was at that point that I crushed her mouth with my kiss and slipped a finger into her dripping clit, pulling her toward me, maneuvering us to the bed, feeling her legs shake as my finger slipped insider her, guiding her. I moved a pillow out of the way, and gently laid her down. I bent down to kiss her mouth and slowly worked my way down her cheek to her neck, her collarbone, the center of her chest . . . She moaned softly as I kissed my way across her body, feeling my fingers finally exploring her glorious breasts, cupping them, playing with her nipples. Her nipples were big, and incredibly sensitive. As I played with them with my fingers, I could feel them growing, hardening . . . and I could feel her body stiffening as she arched her back with pleasure. I kissed my way over to her nipple and just exhaled on it as I marveled at it. It was huge, and I couldn't wait – I started to gently tongue it, making her squirm more, and I finally had to use my free arm to hold her still. Then I slowly started to take her nipple in my mouth – I could feel her going crazy under me as I sucked gently and then harder, and then gently. I moved my head to hers. "Feel good?" I asked with a grin. "Oh my god – I am going to explode if you keep doing that . . . " she said somewhat breathlessly. "Good – that's exactly what we want." I went back to her nipple and sucked it hard this time, twirling her other nipple in my hand. Her squirming was getting out of control, and I moved on top of her, her legs crushed between mine. I switched to her other breast, and sucked on her nipple – soft, then hard, back to soft, then hard, feeling both her nipples hardening . . . I could feel her whole body start to shake, and I felt her orgasm building, building, building as I sucked her breast, no, her gorgeous tits, sucked them hard, then soft, her body lurching, feeling her start to shake violently from the inside out as I kept up sucking those glorious tits, this beautiful half-Chinese woman naked beneath me, my cock between her legs. She came with a shriek, her whole body shaking in orgasm as her nipples were pleasured by my mouth and fingers. I let myself slow down and lightened my pressure, eventually backing down to just kissing her nipples, and slowly moving up to her face. She was still shaking slightly from the orgasm as I gently kissed her on the lips. "I . . . I . . . need . . . I need . . . a . . . minute," she murmured, as the aftershocks continued to ripple through her. "How did you do that?" she asked when she had recovered her breath. "Well, I'd say you did as much as I did – you'd been waiting a while to feel something like that, we've both been charged up for a while, and you do have wonderfully sensitive breasts . . . I just paid attention to what got the most reaction from you." "Is . . . that . . . the first . . . lesson? Paying attention?" she asked. "Sure," I said. "I like to think I always do, so it's pretty basic, but if you don't, you'll never get very far." "Wow. Makes sense to me. So what's next?" she asked, somewhat coyly, but with a glimmer of growing confidence. "Well . . . are you ready?" She nodded quickly, her eyes shining. "First, drink water." I handed her a bottle of water from the nightstand. Normally I don't get bottled water – I use one of the many water bottles I've accumulated over the years – but figured this would be easier for her. She drank. "Ready?" I asked with a wink. I didn't wait for an answer, and started kissing my way down her body, from her lips to her neck, down the center of her chest, around her belly button, down to her mound, turning at the last second to go down the inside of her thigh, my hands wandering through her hair, across her chest and breasts, across her flat, taut stomach as I kissed and licked my way down to her knees, then her feet, and started working my way back up. She squeezed her legs together as I got closer to her sex, her breathing getting heavier. I reached down to her mound with my right hand, teasing, massaging her hair, feeling her legs relax slightly. I let my finger reach down and graze her clit, feeling her muscles clench and then relax. Around and around my finger went, finally settling on her clit, slowly starting to rub on it, massaging it, feeling her arch her back and gasp as I started to massage her. I felt her legs relax, and slowly started kissing my way to her sex, letting my finger circle her, feeling her heat, feeling how wet she was. Idly I wondered if she could squirt – there was that much liquid. As I played with her clit and labia, I let my finger almost slip inside her, making her arch her back and gasp loudly. I let my mouth reach her sex, exhaling lightly on her, feeling her shake slightly under my touch, her neck and back arching. I let my lips and tongue just barely touch her, flitting here and there. I let two fingers slip inside her, using my thumb to massage her outside, feeling her twisting upper body as she strained to drink in every sensation. I let my teeth brush against her clit, and then put my mouth on her sex. I felt her freeze and stiffen, and I started to gently suck her into my mouth. I added my tongue to the mix, feeling how soft her bright pink folds were, tasting her juices, feeling her shaking under me. She tasted wonderful – just the right admixture of sweet, neutral, and musk. I reached up to her breast with one hand, found her nipple, squeezed, felt her hands clutching the covers by her side. I started to suck on her harder, tonguing her harder and harder, feeling her get wetter and wetter, her body shaking as another orgasm grew deep within her. I kept on sucking and tonguing her, twirling two fingers in her now sopping pussy, my other hand crushing her nipple. I felt her buck hard and knew she was about to come hard, and greedily sucked her sex into my teeth while tonguing her. She flew over the edge as I turned my fingers inside her to reach her g-spot, and as I started to rub there she exploded. She gave an inarticulate cry, and her whole body let go. Her pussy spasmed on my fingers, and I felt jets of fluid shooting into my mouth. I lapped them up hungrily, lightening the pressure on her nipple and g-spot. Still she came, pumping jet after jet of her cum into my mouth, as I slowly let my fingers slide out of her and pulled my mouth off of her. Even though I thought I caught most of it in my mouth, there was a huge wet spot where she came. I could feel her still shaking and gasping for breath as I kissed my way back up her body. I reached her face and gazed down. She was sweating, and her eyes were just coming back into focus. She looked at me and mouthed "oh my god . . . " I lay next to her, letting her catch her breath – and senses. I had no idea she was as sensitive and receptive as she was – she was remarkable. "Wowowow . . . that's never happened before – I've never felt like I blacked out. That's an incredible feeling!" "It looked like you were enjoying it . . . and god do you get wet! I love it. Speaking of wet . . . stay right here, I'll be right back. I put my hand on her stomach to reinforce the "stay right here" part, and walked to the kitchen for more water. I drained mine and refilled it, and filled hers as well – she had somehow managed to drink most of it while we were chatting and making out on the couch. She smiled as I handed her the glass and drained it. I watched as she swallowed, her body moving gently. I took the empty glass and turned to go refill it, hearing her say "mmmmm . . . " as I returned with her glass full. "Feel good?" I asked as I moved to the bed. She nodded, smiling brightly. "No one has ever made me orgasm like that. I thought it was made up in the stories I'd been reading, because the women I asked about it said they never felt that way either. I mean, I've had orgasms before, but usually from playing with myself." "Show me," I said. "Show me how you touch yourself to make yourself cum." "Now?" "Well, if you're up for it, sure. But I'd like to see how you play with yourself so I can do the same." "I'm not sure I could right now – I've never done that with someone watching. And I can still feel what you were doing . . ." "That's OK – time we have, right?" She nodded. "Yes we do. But if you always make me feel that good we may never make it to badminton again." She grinned. I chuckled. "Oh, we could still make badminton. Although I'll never be able to look at you again in gym clothes without imagining you naked . . . " She laughed. "That's good – I've been imagining you naked from the first time I saw you." "Really? Wow. Flattery will get you everywhere . . . " "Mmmmmm . . . right here is perfect." I saw her slender fingers moving down to her groin and delicately brush the tip of her hair. She opened her legs slightly, and I could see she was still engorged, her pink slit and lips visible through her trimmed bush. She started to delicately, and slowly, rub her clit up and down – it looked like exactly what I had been doing. "Kind of like this – just like what you were doing. I was surprised – it felt like I was doing it myself, but your fingers are bigger – and stronger." I watched her gently fingering herself, and asked if she had squirted before. She blushed, and nodded. "Yes, and the man I did it with didn't like it. Which was OK, because I was just looking for an excuse to break it off. My poor father was heartbroken, though, because he was a nice Chinese man." "Well, I, for one, love it. I love knowing you feel that good." She had been slowly fingering herself the whole time, creating another firestorm in my loins. I could see her legs opening wider as she continued to finger herself, and my cock was again fully erect. I moved my hand to it and squeezed once, stroking it from tip to the base, and then took Celina's other hand and placed it on my cock. Her eyes widened a bit at the feel, and I closed my hand on hers, making her squeeze me. Squeeze and release, squeeze and release . . . I then started moving her hand up and down my shaft, watching her eyes widen more and then relax, all the while gently stroking her own sex. I took my other hand and slowly reached to her sex, sliding two fingers inside her, making her moan, before taking them out and using her hand to rub her juices over the tip of my cock. A drop of precum oozed out, and I used her finger to scoop it up and then moved it to her clit, using one of my fingers to guide her in massaging into her clit. I could feel how wet she was – it felt like she was literally dripping. She took her left hand and stopped stroking herself, instead using her fingers to open her slit wide. I watched, somewhat breathlessly, as she took her right hand and dipped her fingers into her dripping slit, coating herself, before moving her hand back to my cock. She took hold of me and started to rub her juices on my shaft, turning her head to see my reaction. As she felt her fingers dry, she returned them to herself for more, again coating her fingers before stroking my cock. "How's that?" She asked, somewhat shyly. "Great . . . " I breathed, as I looked down at her. As I did, I was overwhelmed with desire. It was a huge ego boost to have made her cum so hard. Celina just oozed sex – and didn't even know it. She'd learn! She saw me looking at her, and cocked her head at me. "What?" "I'm surprised at how confident you are . . . and at how much I want you." I moved on top of her, holding myself up with my elbows, and leaned down to kiss her again. She pulled her hand away from herself, giggled, and then said, "Is that your cock on my stomach? It feels like a rock . . . " Yes, it was. Yes, it did. And god did it need a release . . . I moved down between her legs, spreading them wide. Her glistening pussy peeked through her black hair. I moved the tip of my cock on top of her pink slit, and slowly started to rub the full length of my cock over her slit. She moaned at the sensation. "You like that?" I asked. "Feels good? Now just imagine my sliding that inside you, deep into your dripping pussy . . . think you'd like that?" Her eyes had popped wide open when I said "pussy." I figured it was time to try some dirty talk. It was an obvious question. "Do you like talking dirty?" She blushed her oh-so-slight blush. "I think so – it turns me on in porn and when reading . . . and I think I would like your cock in my pussy," the last bit with a smile that had just a bit of challenge in it. I'd been rubbing my cock along her slit the whole time, and she was drenched – and so was I. That was the answer I'd been expecting, also. "Want to watch as I start to slide my cock into your cunt and fuck you?" She nodded wordlessly, her eyes flaring at the words "cunt and fuck" and shining as she watched my cock slide up and down her slit. I moved my thumb over her clit, making her draw a quick breath, then another, as I continued to rub her clit with my thumb, while slowly moving my cock to her pussy entrance. I pushed in just a bit and saw her eyes open wider. As wet as she was, she felt incredibly tight. I pulled my tip out, sloshed across her slit again, and then slid back in, just a bit farther this time. Her eyes again popped open as she watched the tip of my cock slip inside her. I withdrew again and slowly re-entered her, making her eyes widen again. "Do you like that? Feeling the tip of my cock in your pussy? Do you want to feel my whole cock buried in you? Does your gushing tight cunt want to feel that cock inside it?" Her nose was flaring and eyes were burning as I spoke, continuing to slide inside her about an inch and then withdraw. I could feel her body already building to another orgasm, and I wanted it to be the biggest one yet. I wanted to feel her lose all control and, hopefully squirt all over me as I came deep inside her. She nodded breathlessly, eyes wide open, staring intently into mine. "I want your big fat cock to fuck my sloppy cunt hard. Take me, teacher. Fuck me hard," she practically hissed the last words at me. God, what a turn-on. I let my cock slide in just a little bit farther, just enough to see her tense, and then withdrew. I was incredibly turned on, and my cock was as hard as I have ever felt it and straining to reach insider her. I decided to give her what she wanted, what I wanted. It was time. I pushed in again, about two inches, feeling her incredibly tight pussy squeezing my cock hard, feeling her juices literally sloshing around inside her. Then I pulled out almost all the way and then suddenly pushed off the bed with my feet and jammed my entire cock deep into her amazingly tight pussy. I heard her cry out as I plunged into her, feeling her cunt take my cock and squeeze. I pulled out and did the same thing, driving into her with no warning. She shrieked again, her eyes unseeing, her arms flailing, then hitting my back, her hands scrabbling for something to hold onto as I withdrew and slammed back into her, feeling her incredible cunt squeezing my cock again and again and again, like I had never felt before. I held on to her shoulders as we found a rhythm. In and out, in and out. Her pussy really was incredibly tight – and one of the wettest I've ever felt. As she adjusted to the feel of my cock forcing her pussy walls apart, I could feel her relaxing, letting me get in just a little bit deeper, feeling my balls slapping against her. I reached up and pinned her arms down with mine, her shrieking as I slammed back into her each time making me want to fuck her even harder. I could feel the tension building in me, and let it build – it had been a while, and I knew she was going to get quite possibly the biggest load I had ever shot. I reached down with my mouth to those glorious breasts and nipples, sucking hard, nothing subtle. Her eyes looked around wildly, her arms trying to break free but helpless under my weight, her legs bucking wildly as she tried to pull my cock into her cunt even more deeply. Her nipple grew so hard, so fast, it felt like it exploded, and I started to gnaw on it with my teeth. I heard her trying to say something and moved my head so my ear was pointed at her mouth. "Harder . . . bite harder . . . " she gasped out. "You like that?" I growled. "You like me biting your tits while my cock is fucking your sopping cunt?" "yes . . . that's right . . . cum for me . . . I'm . . . gonna . . . explode . . . fuck . . . me . . . cum . . . in . . . cunt." I was going to do that anyway, but hearing her almost beg instantly brought me to the brink. She was on the edge, and I knew a couple more thrusts while biting her nipple was going to do it. On my next thrust, I held myself in, feeling her buck against my cock. Just to mix it up, I slowed down, and slowly pulled almost all the way out of her glorious pussy, feeling her legs trying to pull me back in. I held out a moment, and then slowly, slid my cock back into her, taking my time, reveling in the sensation of her pussy pulling my cock in, squeezing, drenching me . . . I also relaxed my assault on her nipples, moving from one to the other, sucking, licking, gently biting . . . I kept up the slow pace for a couple of minutes – as much as I wanted to cum, her pussy felt way too good to leave. But then, I could feel my balls aching, my cum building, the tip of my cock mushrooming, desperate to explode inside her. Once again, I pulled almost all the way out, again feeling her legs trying to keep me in. Then, without warning, I pushed off the footboard with my feet, instantly burying my cock deep into her pussy, at the same time biting down hard on her left nipple. I felt her back arch even more and felt a huge rumbling from inside her as she shrieked out again. This time, I kept up and felt her tipping, tipping, tipping . . . And then she exploded. And I mean exploded! Her orgasm started deep in her, and radiated through her whole body. She threw her head around, screaming, her legs wildly wrapped around me as her orgasm pulsed through her and she desperately tried to get my cock in even deeper. In the midst of all this, I lost it and went completely rigid as my cock mushroomed and I exploded into her. I could feel my cum pulsing into her, jet after jet streaming from my cock to deep in her womb. As her pussy felt my cum, she gave another scream and started squirting, all over both of us, jets of her cum splashing over us as I remained buried in her, her cunt spasming all over my cock, which in turn was twitching uncontrollably as it finally exhausted my supply of cum. I found myself shaking on top of her as her convulsions slowly subsided I'm not sure how long that went on. But eventually we both stopped shaking, at least enough to open our eyes and look at each other. Her expression was a mixture of exhaustion, ecstasy, and even a bit of wonder. I reached up with an arm that felt like lead and moved her hair away from her eyes. She lay underneath me, completely spent, not even trying to move. She managed a weak smile, followed by a sharp gasp as an aftershock hit her – and me, since my cock was still buried in her. As her aftershock hit, her pussy spasmed again and again, making my cock twitch again and again. Teaching Celina Ch. 02 I moved to pull out of her, but she moved her arms to hold me in place. "Just . . . stay . . . like . . . this. . . for . . . a . . . while. Let . . . me . . . get . . . my . . . breath . . . I . . . need . . . a . . . minute." She slowly gasped that out. I just nodded. "Take . . . your . . . time . . . I'm . . . in . . . same . . . boat." We lay there, both, I think, somewhat shocked at how intense it was. For my part, I could count on one hand the number of orgasms that intense. I reveled in feeling her body under mine, our skin touching, my cock still inside her, feeling her aftershocks still, our sweat intermingled, our juices everywhere. I propped myself up on my elbows, and reached down to kiss her tenderly on the lips. Her lips responded gently, and I kissed my way to her neck and ear and back to her lips. Her eyes fluttered open, and she said quietly, "I had no idea. None. Oh my god." Her arms tightened across my back, squeezing me to her. Astonishingly, I could feel her nipples harden as they touched my chest. As the color returned to her face, I could also feel her pussy squeezing and relaxing on my cock, and saw her smile just a little bit. "Feel good?" she asked. "Mmmmm – hmmmm . . ." was about all I could manage. "You have no idea how good you feel," she said. "I can't believe I'm here, doing this, but oh my god . . . This is what I fantasized about sex being like. And this is better than any fantasy I've ever had." Intrigued, and recovering, I wondered about that, and wondered if she'd say. Then I realized – my cock is still inside her, my bed is completely soaked with sex, and she was the one who asked me to "teach her sex". So I asked. "What sort of fantasies have you had?" "Mostly just wanting it to feel this good, and to feel someone want me that badly. It's not like I've been with a lot of partners, but they usually are in it for themselves." I decided to probe a little – "What else? Almost everything is fair game, so don't worry." She thought about that for a moment. "I guess they're pretty typical, at least from what I've read and gotten from talking to people. Different positions, different places. I think it would be incredibly hot to be watched – knowing someone else is seeing me cum is a big turn-on." She started to flush and pant a little bit as she talked about being watched, and I could feel her pussy squeezing my cock. I twitched back . . . "I like the idea of playing with a beautiful woman again – I've done that a couple of times, and they were awesome. I think every woman has thought about being gangbanged – not sure about that one! But a threesome with a beautiful woman – yeah. And, you know, I've read about role-playing and some of it seems dumb, but some of it sounds like it could be fun . . . " She trailed off, and then resumed briskly: "I can't believe I'm telling you all this – I never thought I would tell anyone. But I'm really fascinated by the idea of being tied down. You know, submissive." At that, I cut in: "Have you read about it enhancing things? Making you pay attention to your other senses?" She pondered that for a second, and said, "Maybe yes. I love sex, and like the idea of being helpless, not having to decide anything. Not into humiliation, but the idea of being tied down and spanked or even lightly flogged is a huge turn-on." I could feel her loins stirring as she talked about it, and felt myself responding. She must have felt it too - "What about you?" Turning the tables quickly, I thought. "Well, I agree with you about roleplaying – some of it is fun, some of it seems pretty dumb. I love different positions and places – we can do that any time. Gotta admit I love being watched – and all the better if it's by someone who can join in . . . I've played with tying down and light pain, but it's been a while – a lot of fun if both are into it . . . " My turn to trail off. She was quiet for a moment, and then asked, "Have you ever heard of the Scarlet Ranch?" I had to laugh. I'd asked the same question of a number of soldiers that I supervised who had been going on and on and on about sex. They had all looked at me like I was from Mars, and I had told them to google it. She cocked her head as I laughed, my cock jiggling inside her, finally starting to soften even as our conversation had taken a decidedly sexier turn. "Sorry – yes, I have. I went out with the owner's now-wife, and I was the one who introduced them – at the club." Her eyes brightened, and she pulled herself up recline against the pillows on the headboard. As she did, my cock was pulled from her pussy, making a variety of sloshing and slurping noises as it withdrew. As she moved up, she realized what was happening, and slowed her movement to watch as it came out, still mostly rigid. As the tip finally came out, it was followed by a rush of our combined juices, escaping and draining between her legs onto the comforter. Her eyes widened as she saw how much fluid came out. "Holy shit . . . where did all that come from? Is that how much you cum? I knew it was a lot, but . . . " "No, a lot of that is you. You could feel me cumming inside you?" She nodded. "God, yes. Incredibly hot to feel you filling me. I think that's what knocked me out – because I blacked out for a minute. Did I squirt?" I nodded – "Yep. Big time. In fact, let me get a towel. Do you need the bathroom?" "I should, but I don't want to move. So have you been to the club? What was it like? Who shows up? Is it all ugly desperate single guys?" "Hold that thought a sec." I went to the linen closet and retrieved a pair of towels, and lifted her gorgeous ass up to put one underneath her. As she moved, a torrent of juices poured from her pussy as she watched, her jaw opening wide. "My god, I had no idea that much fluid could fit in me . . . " "Ha – just wait." I lay down next to her, letting my fingers trace over her body. "To answer your question, it's mostly couples, with a few single women and even fewer single men – they're kinda discouraged, and it's really expensive for a single male to get in. Most of the people are pretty cool – everyone there either likes sex or is curious about what goes on. Interested in going sometime?" "God yes." Her eyes were shining, and her nipples starting hardening. "I'd love for you to take me in front of a whole crowd. Could you do that? Make me cum as hard as you did with a whole crowd watching?" Her nipples were now fully erect again, which was having a similar effect on me. "Duh. I'll have Erica put us on the guest list when you're ready." The thought of taking Celina in front of a crowd was intoxicating – was this part of "teaching," I wondered? "We might have to beat people off with a stick – every man there is going to want you . . . " She shook her head. "Nope, not into that kind of thing. But I would lovelovelove to feel you fuck me in front of a crowd – maybe invite a woman to join?" Her eyes shone as she underlined "fuck." My cock was, by now, fully erect and as hard as before – which is to say, as hard as I have ever been in my life. I could see her hand drift involuntarily to her clit, and slowly start to tease herself. Seemed like there was an even better use available – I moved her hand to take my cock, and started gently massaging her now-enormous clit. "Sure, have anyone in mind?" I was totally not expecting the answer I got. "What do you think of Rachel? I know she's young (she chuckled as she said it), but I bet she'd be up for it – and she's home from college. Or how about Michelle? One of the first things she said to me about you was that she'd love to rip your clothes off and ride your cock." To say I was stunned would be an understatement. Rachel was something like 20 and had just finished her sophomore year at college. She'd grown up quite a bit since I first met her, also at badminton. Instead of the awkward high school grad, she was growing into a quite the young woman. And Michelle? She was one of the only women at badminton I'd thought of as being sexy – Celina, obviously, being one of the others. As tiny as she was, though, I'd be afraid of hurting her if we ever had sex. "That's something I'd leave up to you – more important that you're attracted. Seems I'll be rock hard any time you're around. Are you sure about Rachel? She seems on the young and innocent side – although I know those are always the ones you need to watch out for." I grinned at her as I said it, our hands both still working on the other. By now, my fingers were slowly moving in and out of her still gushing pussy, and she was squeezing my cock as hard as she could with her hand. "Yep, she'd love to. She's going to want you to 'teach' her, too, once I hint at anything. And Michelle would jump you any time – you just have to ask." "I thought she was married?" I managed to say. "And I'm closer in age to Rachel's parents – by a long shot. Should we try it here first, and then visit the Ranch once we know it will work?" "Yep, that's a good idea. If I knew it'd be like this, I'd have dragged you to the Ranch tonight. Michelle is – but she has a hall pass for you. That's what she said, anyway. And Rachel's not as innocent as you think. She's one of the women I've played with. And we always talk about men – would you fuck him, yes or no. You were just a huge grin for her . . . " "Wow. I had zero idea of any of this. I might have gotten around to asking you out, although you'd probably already be claimed by the time I did. But Rachel and Michelle? They would have had to make the first move – and it would have had to be a big one or I probably would have missed it." "Understandable." She gasped a little as she said it, and I saw her chest heaving a little bit as my fingers worked my way inside her. She returned the favor, squeezing my cock just a little harder. "But you'd do it?" she asked. "Sure. Or, even, duh." Were you kidding? Would I screw the other two best-looking women from badminton? Hell yeah! "OK, I'll talk to them. Do you have a preference?" I shook my head. "No – like I said, this is for you, so go with who turns you on more." "OK. When? Sunday?" This was moving way faster than I expected. "Sure, that's fine. I'll make sure all the sheets are washed." She smiled, and I leaned over to kiss her. She looked beautiful, and as I leaned over her hand came off my cock and reached up to my head, running her fingers through my hair. I moved to reposition myself slightly, and felt her legs open slightly as we kissed, softly at first and then more urgently. My cock landed on her stomach and she moaned softly into my mouth. I could feel our juices on her stomach, and moved my legs between hers, forcing them apart. I lowered myself onto her, feeling her nipples snap to attention and her breathing sharpen as my cock came to rest on her slit. I didn't want to wait this time, and kneeled over her, pulling her legs up over my shoulders, exposing her gorgeous and huge pink sex to me. Slowly I rubbed my cock across her slit, feeling how wet she was, how hot she was . . . she was literally panting now, her eyes imploring me. I took my thumb and started playing with her clit, and as I did, I put just the tip of my cock in her dripping hole. This time, I slowly pushed all the way, seeing her eyes widen as I went deeper and deeper, coming to rest with my balls again against her slit. I slowly withdrew, and then slowly slid back in, over and over. It was driving her crazy and I could feel her building – I knew she wouldn't last long. Which was fine, since I wasn't going to either. Next, I moved her right leg off my shoulder, and put it on the bed, moving so that my knees were straddling her right leg. This change in angle let me push into her in different directions, and the effect was immediate – she gasped for breath, her eyes flew open, and her arms started trying to pull me in even deeper. I slid out of her almost all the way, just leaving my tip in her, and then quickly slid my cock all the way inside her. I thought her eyes were going to pop out of their sockets, and her nails started to dig in to my hips. I found a nice rhythm, and slowly pounded her cunt, while she fought for enough breath to squeal. I started to move faster, setting my feet on the footboard, and thrusting in harder and harder. I felt her start to shake uncontrollably, and the feel of her cunt squeezing my cock like it had never been squeezed sent me over the edge. Just as I closed my eyes and started to rocket jets of hot seed deep into her womb again, I felt her surrender as a huge orgasm took hold of her, making her thrash around with her arms and legs, shouting obscenities at me, telling me to fuck her nasty cunt hard, to fill her with hot cum, to make her my fuck bitch. That was the last I heard, because my orgasm consumed me as I spurted into her again and again, feeling her once again respond by squirting hard, like a firehose, all over my groin, feeling it splash against me and fall to her pussy and over her abs. I blanked out for a second, and came back to feel her pussy still spasming on my cock, her nipples still rock hard, her eyes open but glassy and unfocused, her body completely limp except for her spasming pussy. We stayed like that for a few minutes and then slowly returned to consciousness. I leaned down to kiss her gently, feeling all the cum that had pooled on her abs and feeling my cock slowly receding from the depths of her boiling cunt. She was too spent to raise her head, so I was the only one who got to see the tip of my cock start to emerge from her pussy, a seeming tidal wave of cum behind it, pouring out of her, down her slit lips. All I could do was fall down beside her, completely and utterly spent. I did manage to pull the covers up and to move us to the less used part of the bed, getting a towel down under her. That done, I pulled the covers up and kissed her gently. She stirred just enough to kiss me back and then to turn on her side, pulling my arm around her and planting my hand firmly on her breast. I had just enough energy to take a long look at the beautiful woman in my bed, blow out the last of the candles, and collapse. Right before my eyes snapped shut, I caught the time – 5:15 AM. We'd been at it for over eight glorious, blissful hours. Teaching Celina Ch. 03 I woke up to sunlight and a head full of blue-black hair in my face. It took a second for me to process – did last night really happen? I felt my hand wrapped around a large, somewhat shallow breast, with a rock-hard nipple, with a slender hand holding mine in place. I took stock – it seemed Celina was still asleep, as I heard a gentle snore. For my part, I don't think either of us moved at all – I kinda remembered crashing to sleep at 5:15, and looked up at the clock, which now read 11:21. Wow, was I sore all over – like I had gone through an enormous workout. Well, actually, that part was right on. As my brain started to function again, I felt Celina's body spooned into mine, my cock nestled between her ass. At the thought, I felt it twitch and realized I had woken up with a raging hard-on. I could feel where all our combined juices had dried, and I could feel that Celina was still leaking. As I lay next to her, my cock hard as steel and pressing against her, I wondered what to do next. Sliding my cock inside her while she was sleeping didn't seem fair somehow, nor was it something we discussed the night before. So getting up and starting coffee seemed like a reasonable thing to do, but I didn't want to leave the bed – and wasn't sure I could move much without waking her up. I decided to try to gently wake her up, and started to caress the breast in my right hand, figuring that might wake her up gently. Nothing doing – no reaction at all. I took just her nipple between my fingers and started to twirl it around, acutely aware that my cock was hard as steel and lying between her ass. Nothing. I squeezed it a bit harder, and reached down to blow in her ear. This got a reaction – she sighed, rolled on to her stomach, spread her legs a bit, and managed to roll me on top of her back, my cock now slipping between her legs, up against her still drenched pussy. She sighed contentedly. I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy on the tip of my cock, which was making me crazy. And I could feel her hand still holding mine on her nipple, which was fully erect. Still it seemed like she was asleep, not a hint of wakefulness on her face. My balls were aching, egging me on – what with the tip of my cock on top of the entrance to her pussy. Finally, the decision was made for me. Still seemingly asleep, I felt her other hand snake underneath her and she started fingering herself, as if in a dream. Her fingers grazed the tip of my cock as she stroked herself, and she started including my tip in her fingering. I felt her fingers reaching back, holding the shaft of my cock, and then felt her hips rise, sliding my cock inside her. She wriggled, and seemed to urge me forward with her hand. Then I felt her pushing herself to the foot of the bed, my cock sliding deeper and deeper inside her as she kept fingering herself, making quiet noises as my cock once again entered her. That was it for me – I moved my hand out from her breast and pulled myself up and forward so that I was sitting on her ass, my cock once again in her glorious pussy, knowing she had to be awake. I slowly started to ride her, knowing I didn't have a prayer of lasting long as this was one of my favorite positions – allowing for super-deep penetration and stimulation. She started to shake a little bit as I rode her, thrusting in a little bit harder each time. God did her pussy feel good grabbing and squeezing my cock! I looked down at her beautiful back, sliding my cock in and out of her drenched sex. I felt her hands move out from underneath her, and reach up to grab the headboard. As I continued to ride her, I put my hands on her shoulders to give myself better leverage. Unconsciously, I was fucking her faster and faster, and harder and harder, feeling her pussy squeezing my cock, my balls hitting her ass as I pounded her. I saw her lift and turn her head, eyes looking at me, and she just mouthed, "Fuck me." Holy shit – her pussy was so tight, so wet . . . I knew I wasn't going to last, and didn't care – I was going to fuck her all right, and fill her again with my cum. As I lost control, my hands clawed her shoulders and I could see her watching me, nodding, egging me on – that's right, Tom, fuck my cunt. Fill me with your seed, mark your turf . . . My hands contracted and slid down her back, my nails leaving red marks as they scratched her skin. I thought I heard telling me that her cunt was mine, that she was my fuck bitch, my toy, my cum slut, my sex slave. Her eyes widened and brightened as she looked back, seeing me fuck her from behind, her hands holding on to the headboard. I came – god how I came, with a shout, a final, convulsive grab of her shoulders, leaving red marks, and a huge explosion of cum deep into her. I felt her body shaking as her orgasm claimed her, and didn't even care. I held her down by the shoulders, my hips slamming my cock into her as I shot stream after stream of cum into her bottomless pussy, feeling her let go and squirt, knowing that we were way beyond just "teaching her sex." I heard her shriek into the pillow, and then collapsed on top of her, my cock still buried inside her. We lay like that for what seemed like an eternity. My muscles finally forced me off, and we both heard sloshing and slurping sounds as my cock finally withdrew from her, unleashing a flood of our combined juices. I collapsed on the bed next to her, wincing a bit at the marks on her back from my nails. She just lay there smiling, finally moving her hands off the headboard and cradling her head in them as she lay flat on her stomach. "THAT'S what I want," she murmured to me. "I want to feel like you have to have me, that I'm yours, that you're going to fuck me anywhere and everywhere. That's what I want you to teach me . . . I want you to just take me. Tie me down, scratch me, fuck me as hard as I can take it – and then push it farther." Even spent as I was, I was stirring again listening to her. "But we'd better find something to eat and drink – and we still have to retrieve my car. And I should probably shower, to wash some of this off . . . " I shook my head. "No, we're going just like this. I want everyone to know we fucked each other silly last night – I want them to see it, to smell it, to feel it . . . You can shower when we get back." Her eyes glistened as she smiled. "OK," was all she said. "Oh – and no bra, either." I winked at her. A broad smile spread across her face. "As you wish . . . " she said, and I cracked up at the movie reference. We went to eat at a place in town that served breakfast all day. It was exactly what I needed – and I think Celina too, as we both wolfed down everything on our plates, and then split a dessert. Our appearance had the desired effect – there were a number of people who stole furtive glances at her, and several who just outright stared. We definitely had that unmistakable "just fucked look," and you could feel the sexual tension in the room climb sky high. As we left, I started to head back home, but Celina insisted on getting her car. What about her bra? Hang on to it – she'd collect it Sunday. Fine with me . . . I spent the rest of Saturday doing laundry, yard work, etc., all the while marveling at what had happened. How had this woman picked me? What the hell was I supposed to "teach" her about sex? It seemed like she knew all about it. Was her somewhat shy front just a front? Whatever, I wanted her more. I flashed back to sliding her dress off of her, to feeling her shiver as I undid her bra and saw her naked for the first time, seeing her confidence in herself climb as the night went on. I thought back on our conversation, and remembered that we were getting together Sunday night – tomorrow. And that she was going to invite someone to join us – either 20 year old Rachel or married Michelle. While I had initially worried that my cock might not have recovered, it was fine – Celina was so wet it there was no bad friction – despite how tight she was. I lost count of how many orgasms she had – at least four – and I knew I had had three of the most intense orgasms I'd ever had, shooting out what felt like the biggest loads ever. Bits and pieces of our conversation came back – she wanted to be watched, and to try a threesome with another woman. She also wanted to play with being tied up and lightly flogged. The scratches on her back didn't seem to bother her, even while we were out at the restaurant for brunch, when they were clearly visible. And perhaps most surprising, she wanted to be my fuck bitch, cum slut, choose your term. Hmmmm . . . OK. I added a trip to the crawl space to my list for the day, and retrieved a box of stuff I had accumulated over the years. I pulled some of it out, looked at some and then put some back. I stashed the bits I kept in the drawer of my nightstand. Sunday dawned and it occurred to me I hadn't even asked if she'd be at badminton. She usually was on Sunday, and I was curious to see what our dynamic would be like. I got there at my usual time, and started stretching and warming up. No Celina. I was in the middle of a doubles game when she walked in and flashed me a "hi" in between points. She looked great – like she was glowing from within. Our game ended and I casually walked over to her, seeing that she wanted to play it cool. After all, it had been one night. One unbelievably fantastic night, but one night. She flushed a bit as I asked how she was – and I could see the excitement in her eyes. "Great! I am SO looking forward to tonight! Want to play with me?" This time I caught the obvious double-entendre, and it seemed a couple of other people did too. We played a mixed doubles game, and it was impossible to be on the court with her and not keep flashing back to Friday night. As she served in front of me, I kept seeing her spooned up to me as we woke up, the feel of my cock wedged in her ass, and her fingers moving to get me insider her. For all that, we played pretty well and won a couple of games. As we were leaving, I casually asked her "Same time and place tonight?" She giggled – yes, giggled, and said "We wouldn't miss it for the world." I caught the "we" and just said "Great – who's joining us?" She, of course, just said, "You'll see!" with a mischievous smile and then was off. Fair enough! I figured it was either Rachel or Michelle. Knowing she had played with Rachel before made me think it would be her. Then again, Michelle had been the one to say that she'd jump me any chance she had, and that she had a hall pass for me. Either would be great – they were both attractive in different ways. Rachel was younger and taller, with a bigger bust, while Michelle was probably prettier and more sorted out – already grown up, even if she had to stretch to claim being five feet tall. I have to admit I got hard imagining Michelle bouncing up and down, impaled on my cock. At the same time, I could imagine fucking Rachel from behind and making her scream out with pleasure. The balance of the day was just a blur. So I once more found myself sitting at the bar a few minutes early, looking forward to the night. I'd planned ahead a bit more – I had water bottles in the bedroom, a choice of wine laid out, and some . . . accessories in the drawer of my nightstand. Right on time, Celina bounced in wearing a radiant smile. She again looked great – this time she had pulled out a classic little black dress that didn't have anything underneath it. She walked over to me and I reached out and kissed her. "Hi there! You look just gorgeous!" I said. Yes she did – others in the place had swiveled to watch her walk in – a 5'9" half-Chinese woman with raven hair will do that. "Thanks! And you look fucking amazing! Oops!" she said, laughing at herself easily. "Is she here yet?" she asked. "Who? I have no idea who, if anyone, is supposed to join us." "Let me text her," digging out her phone and studiously ignoring my question. "Oh, she just texted. She's parking," she said brightly. I still had no idea – "Is the idea to surprise me? And let's get you a drink - same as Friday?" She nodded. "Thanks. And didn't mean it to be a mystery, but if you've waited this long . . . " and she smiled. Fine with me – I ordered her a drink and a water, and we agreed on a couple of appetizers. Just then, I felt a pair of hands cover my glasses as Celina laughed and said "Guess who that is!" I had no idea, and no way to tell, so Celina just said "Turn around, and say hello to . . . " If I had bet, it would have been on Rachel. And I'd have won. She looked great – way more grown up than when I had first met her as a gangly 18 year old high school graduate deciding where to go to college. She was, as the saying goes, "put together," but without going over the top. She was wearing a skirt that stopped above her knees, what looked like black hose, and what looked like a silk blouse, unbuttoned at the top, which did little to conceal her lacy black bra or her protruding nipples – whether from the air conditioning or excitement I couldn't tell. "Rachel! Great to see you! Here, take my stool – what can we get you to drink?" I settled her on the bar stool I had claimed and stood between these two beautiful women, putting a hand on each of their backs and looking at Celina and smiling. Our drinks and appetizers arrived, and we did the usual small talk as we nibbled. You could feel the sexual tension rising as our plates and glasses emptied. I kept a hand on each of them as much as possible, and kept silently willing them to do the same. Celina made it first – of course, putting a hand on my thigh and just grazing my groin with a mischievous and happy grin. I eventually let my hand move off of Rachel's back, around her side, and let it just brush against the bottom of her breast. I felt her inhale sharply and then, to my delight, felt her take my hand and cup her breast in it. She had a very different breast shape than Celina – more classically full and round – perhaps not as large but definitely more full. I felt Celina's breath quicken and knew she had seen it – as had a couple of guys at the bar, who were now green with envy. Rachel then took her hand and took hold of Celina's, guiding it up and down my thigh and eventually over my groin. I let my hand move down, to Rachel's leg, and slowly traced my fingers to the edge of her skirt. I felt her squirm just a little bit, and emboldened, let my fingers keep tracing up her leg, under her skirt. I could feel her sex radiating heat, and stretched my finger out to just graze her. She was apparently wearing stockings, not hose, and I felt my finger just graze what felt like smooth skin. I felt Rachel move slightly and felt her breath on my ear. "Celina told me about Friday night. Are you doing it again tonight? Can I watch?" I think my cock got hard faster than it ever had, and with Celina and Rachel's hands on it there was no hiding it. I leaned over to Rachel and moved her hair aside, letting my fingers caress her face. "Of course. Should we go?" Her eyes and nostrils flared as she just nodded, and looked at Celina, who immediately understood. I paid the check, and we walked out arm in arm to my car. The two guys who had seen Rachel's brief breast play just stared at us as we strolled out the door, Rachel's nipples now fully erect and on display through her bra and blouse. I'm not sure, but I think Rachel might have licked her lips at them as she walked – no, strutted – out with me and Celina. We reached my car for the short journey to the house, and as I was wondering who to put in the front seat the decision was made for me – Celina took the front, with Rachel right behind her. As I started driving, I saw Rachel's hands come around the seat and settle on Celina's breasts, gently squeezing and rubbing them, making Celina moan softly. Yikes! Rachel didn't leave her hands there – just gave them a squeeze and rub, but Celina was hugely turned on – I could hear her breathing quicken, and I remembered what that meant! I was impressed – I hadn't expected Rachel to be totally comfortable with the evening to come. Driving along, my cock was straining against my underwear and jeans, as I pictured myself taking turns ramming it in to Celina and Rachel. We bantered back and forth on the short drive back to the house, Rachel getting flirtier and more overt as I drove. I think she was actually disappointed the drive was so short. For her part, Celina didn't say much, just giggling as she volunteered some of the answers. As I unlocked the front door, I saw the girls whispering to each other and then look at me and both smiled. As I closed and locked the door, I turned to them and asked what they'd like to drink. "I'd love a gin and tonic if you can make one," Rachel volunteered. "Sure thing," I said, pulling out the makings. "Celina?" "That sounds good. And water, if you don't mind," she replied. "Can I help?" "Sure, can you get a lime? In the fridge, bottom left drawer." "Got it." I felt her right behind me, and ran my hand down and along her cheek. Her eyes brightened and she smiled. "What do you think of Rachel?" "I think she's a lot less innocent than I thought. And she looks great – I can see why you'd invite her. I loved how bold she was in the restaurant." Celina grinned. "Just wait . . . " We went back to the living room and settled on the couch, each of us with a drink and all of us brimming with excitement – the sexual tension in the room was something else. The conversation was sex right from the start, with Rachel wanting to know how Celina and I had gotten together. I was a bit surprised at that – I had figured Celina would have explained when she invited Rachel along. I waited to let Celina answer. "Remember I told you about the guy I slept with who came in like three minutes and then collapsed? I decided that was the last time I was going to deal with that, and I figured I'd find someone I liked who could teach me great sex. Someone who knew what they were doing in bed and could show me . . . stuff." Rachel listened intently, and nodded. "Yep, I can see that. And I remember thinking he'd be great." She paused. "What do you mean by 'stuff?" Celina colored slightly. "Oh, just . . . you know . . . different positions . . . " she trailed off. Rachel laughed. "I'm so sure different positions are all you asked him about. How many have you gotten to? Any past missionary?" Celina had to laugh – she knew she was busted. She looked over at me, the question in her eyes. "Three?" "Sounds about right," I said. "Depends how you count positions," I said with something approaching a smirk. Rachel was now leaning into me on the couch, and I could feel her breast against my arm and her hand on my leg. I started gently rubbing and caressing her back, reaching up to her hair. I felt her take a deep breath. "Mmmmmm . . . that feels great . . . " she half said, half breathed. She rested her head on my shoulder, letting my hand reach her side. I ran my hand up her side and over her back, up to her hair, running my fingers through it, curling around to graze her ear. I turned my head slightly and kissed her hair, turning back to Celina and as I did, I could look straight down her blouse, seeing a thin lace bra supporting her breast, her nipple protruding. I idly wondered if her nipples did the same thing Celina's did when they were sucked. Celina had also edged closer, and I took the opportunity to run my other hand up her back and through her shining hair, gently massaging her scalp before tracing her spine all the way to her tight butt, around to her side, and up to her breast, again just grazing the side of it. I felt her stiffen and then exhale deeply as I felt her reach my face and trace it with a finger. It felt heavenly, and I felt her trace it down my cheek, to my throat, around to my ear, and then down to Rachel's head on my shoulder, across her cheek, down her neck, down her chest, coming to rest on Rachel's nipple. She started to draw circles around Rachel's nipple through her bra and blouse, and I watched, fascinated and incredibly turned on, as Rachel's nipple got harder and harder and I felt her breathing quicken. Teaching Celina Ch. 03 I felt Rachel's hand reach out to Celina and find her, pulling Celina's face to her own, gently tracing Celina's lips with her fingers. I saw Celina's mouth open and Rachel's finger dance inside, only to see Celina close her mouth and suck on Rachel's finger. Celina then lifted Rachel's head from my shoulder and pulled her to her, kissing her full on the lips right in front of me. Rachel returned the kiss, reaching to hold Celina's head in her hand. I could see their mouths open, their tongues emerge, explore, dance together . . . it was an incredibly hot thing to see. But as hot as it was to watch, it was time to participate. My hand was still caressing Rachel's back, and this time when I reached her hair I pulled her gently away from Celina and tilted her face toward me. Her eyes were shining and I closed my mouth on hers, kissing her deeply, feeling her respond, her tongue exploring my mouth as I explored hers. I felt Celina move and my hand come free, and I moved it to Rachel's breast, circling her nipple through her blouse and bra as I had seen Celina do. Rachel stiffened, and I undid the top button of her blouse, then the second. I reached in and rested my fingertip on her nipple before taking her breast in my hand and gently squeezing. I felt her gasp as we were kissing, and I undid the remaining buttons on her blouse, feeling it fall open. I kissed her again, and turned to Celina, who was watching us from just inches away – we could both feel her excited breath on our cheeks. I reached to Celina and put my hand on the back of her neck, pulling her to me, finding her lips, kissing her softly and then more urgently as she responded, her eyes open and shining brightly. I was transported back to Friday night, to the first time we kissed, that shot of electricity that ran through both of us. I could feel my cock straining to reach her, and her body trying to reach mine. Recognizing the futility of trying to do much on the couch, I struggled to my feet, pulling Rachel and Celina up with me. Rachel had been playing with her own nipples, and her hand was straying down towards her groin as I pulled her to her feet, her blouse open, showing off her breasts straining against her bra. I turned to her and took both her nipples in my hands, giving them a light squeeze, feeling them harden. I felt her hand move down my chest, across my stomach, down to my bulging groin. She grazed my aching cock through my jeans and briefs, and I actually groaned at her touch. I felt hands at my belt, undoing it, dropping it to the floor . . . I pushed Rachel's blouse off her shoulders, and it fell to the floor. I turned to Celina and crushed her to me, feeling her nipples pop erect against my thin shirt, grabbing her ass with one hand and pulling her in close, my cock pressing against her stomach. I let go of Celina with one arm, and pulled Rachel in to our embrace, and slowly led us down the hall to the bedroom. When we reached the bedroom, Celina looked around briefly and smiled. Rachel was beside herself, and Celina and I looked at each other and smiled – Rachel first. I stepped in front of Rachel and pulled her to me, as Celina stepped behind her. I pulled Rachel's mouth to mine and kissed her hard, pulling her body to mine and letting her feel my cock against her stomach. My fingers wandered to her skirt, and gently pushed it down, down, down . . . and to the floor. As I was sliding her skirt off, Celina, standing behind her, had been caressing her breasts through her bra, and now undid the clasp and lifted Rachel's bra off of her. She stood sandwiched between me and Celina, almost naked – just her stockings remaining. I let my hands roam, up and down her body, my fingers eventually coming to tease her groin, making her groan with anticipation. As my hands wandered, I let them reach Celina as well, teasing, teasing . . . I felt fingers at the button of my jeans, and in one swift, confident move, Rachel undid the button and zipper, pushing them down as far as she could. I felt a different set of hands on my legs, and knew Celina was taking over, pushing them down, helping me to step out of them. I lifted my shirt over my head, and stood in front of Rachel almost naked – my briefs still on. I saw her look me up and down, giving me an almost shy smile. She turned, facing Celina, and kissed her deeply before lifting Celina's dress over her head. I, in turn, moved behind Celina as Rachel lifted, pulling Celina onto me, reaching around to caress those amazing breasts, letting one hand undo the clasp of her bra, lifting it off and dropping it on my dresser. Celina ground her ass into my groin, feeling my raging cock straining against my briefs as my hands caressed and twirled and crushed her enormous nipples, moving her soft hair, kissing her neck and ear, one hand wandering down, down to her trimmed black mound, not waiting but slipping a finger into her, feeling how wet she was . . . In my lust I missed seeing Rachel move behind me. It wasn't until I felt her press her breasts into my back that I realized she had moved behind me. Her arms reached past my sides, to Celina's hips, and pulled her closer to me, feeling us rocking. She let her hands wander over Celina's body, and then move to mine. She caressed my sides, arms, back . . . and then I felt her hook the waistband of my briefs, and felt her tug downwards. She pulled harder, not able to see that they were caught on my cock, reaching around to feel. She moved her hand inside my briefs and grasped my cock, making me gasp for air just a little bit at her touch. She started to stroke me and then popped me free and slid the briefs down, down, down and off me. My rigid cock was now free, and was rubbing against Celina's slit from behind. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter, actually dripping on my cock. I gave Celina's breasts one last hard squeeze, and turned to face Rachel, me completely naked. I took her hand and led her to the bed, her black stockings making an amazing contrast with her ivory white skin. Rachel lay back looked up at my cock as I stood beside the bed, watching Celina move to the other side of the bed and climb on. Rachel reached out and took my cock in her hand. "How hard can I squeeze?" she wanted to know. "The harder the better," I said. "You can't hurt it like that with just your hands – trust me." She started to squeeze me, alternating light and hard, until she was squeezing as hard as she could. She was also running her hand up and down my shaft – and it felt wonderful. I saw Celina watching and smiling, and with her eyes locked on me leaned down and took of Rachel's breasts into her mouth. She started sucking on her nipple, and Rachel involuntarily squeezed me harder. Ohmigod – seeing Celina sucking Rachel's breast while staring at me almost made me cum. I took my hand and started caressing Rachel's body, from her foot to her cheek. She shivered when I reached her nipple, and started to buck as my fingers went to her groin and started to explore. She had a beautiful hair-free slit – with a gorgeous star pattern of folds. I started to slowly explore her folds, my fingers brushing her clit, then rubbing it, and then slowly slipping a finger, then two, inside her. It was a much faster pace than what Celina and I had done Friday, but Rachel seemed to need it. Her hips bucked as my fingers found her g-spot and massaged it, Celina alternating sucking her nipples and kissing her deeply. All the while, Rachel was holding my cock in her hand, staring at it when she could. Rachel started to pull me on to the bed – with my cock in her hand, she had great leverage. I moved next to her, and then placed myself between her legs. Celina broke away from Rachel's breast and came up and kissed me hard, squeezing my cock in her hand. "Fuck her now, Tom. Fuck that tight little cunt of hers – she needs it. Fuck her cunt like you fucked mine and make her scream for you. Make her beg you to cum inside her and fill her with your seed." Celina's eyes were burning as she whispered that to me, before kissing me hard and giving my cock a strong squeeze. I took my free hand and grabbed the back of Celina's head, grabbing her hair, pulling it, pulling her to me. "I'm going to fuck Rachel's little cunt right now, and you're going to watch all of it. You're going to watch me pound Rachel's hot little cunt over and over and cum deep inside her. And when I'm done, you're going to suck all of my cum out of her dripping pussy and then I'm going to fuck you and your tight little cunt. And then Rachel's going to suck all my cum out of your dripping pussy – and you had better squirt all over her . . . you're going to do it because you're my fuck bitch, my cum slut, my little whore. And don't you forget it." As I finished, I pulled my hand from Rachel's now dripping pussy and slapped her on her ass, drawing a moan. Celina flushed bright red with excitement as I talked, and her eyes popped wide open my hand slapped her ass. I gave her hair another hard pull and kissed her hard before pushing her head back to Rachel's breast. I leaned down to Rachel and kissed her hard on the mouth, moving my mouth to her ear, nibbling, kissing her neck, moving back to her ear. My cock was rubbing against her stomach, and I could feel her straining to move to where she could reach it. "Rachel, I'm going to fuck you right now. I'm going to ram my cock deep into your tight little cunt, and I'm not going to stop until you beg me to. OK? Then my little fuck bitch is going to suck you dry." I whispered all that in her ear, and felt her turn her head to look at me. Her eyes were shining, and there was a bead of perspiration on her forehead. "Yessss . . . " she practically hissed at me. "Fuck me now. Hard. Fuck my tight little cunt . . . make me . . . AGH!" She stopped in mid-sentence as I plunged my cock deep into her pussy, tearing into her tight young cunt with my rock hard cock. I pulled out all the way and then rammed into her again. She was shorter than Celina, being about 5'5", and very well proportioned. She was also very young – only 20 – and had the body to prove it. Even then, though, it didn't seem like she'd ever been fucked as hard or aggressively as I was now fucking her. In and out I went, savoring the feeling of her young pussy on my cock. I moved her legs to my shoulders and kept on pounding her pussy, feeling her get wetter and wetter as we went on. I could hear her moaning loudly at each thrust, and could see Celina sucking on her breasts. I could feel Rachel starting to shake all over, and slowed down my pace – it was way too soon for her to cum. I slowed to a stop, my cock buried deep in her amazingly tight cunt. Her lips were trembling as I kissed her and moved to her ear, loving the feel of her pussy contracting on me. "Do you like feeling my cock in your tight little cunt? Are you ready to cum now? Ready to feel me explode inside you and for Celina to suck you dry?" She couldn't speak, she just nodded, though she looked around a bit wildly when I talked about exploding inside her. I kissed my way back down her neck, giving the breast Celina wasn't on a quick suck on the way back down. I left her right leg on the bed, and lifted her left leg up on my shoulder, giving me a different angle. She looked up at me with wonder in her eyes as I started to slide myself in and out of her wonderfully tight pussy. I moved my hips around, grinding into hers, and felt her squirming hard. Between my assault on her pussy, and Celina on her breasts, she was going wild and her eyes were losing focus. I could feel her starting to shake inside and knew she was about to cum. I reached for Celina and pulled her to me by her hair. "Do you like watching? Do you like watching my cock fuck Rachel? Seeing it slide in and out of her tight young cunt? Do you? Is it making you wet?" I growled the questions at her. "Yes . . . " she breathed. "I can't wait for you to fuck me like that again . . . watching your cock slide in and out is so hot . . . " I kissed her and moved her back to suck on Rachel's breasts. I started to pick up my pace with Rachel again, feeling her orgasm building quickly. The different angle was a totally new sensation for her, and I quickly found what seemed like the best rhythm. It didn't take long – she started to moan uncontrollably, and I could feel myself starting to lose it. I plunged into her again, and felt the side of her cervix brush the tip of my cock. That sensation pushed her over the edge, and her orgasm exploded over her, making her shake all over. She screamed out, something, who knows. Her pussy convulsed on my cock, driving me over the edge. I felt my balls release, and could feel cum shooting through my cock, out my tip, exploding into Rachel's young womb, filling her pussy with hot cream. If I didn't cum as much as I did with Celina on Friday night, it wasn't by much. Rachel was lost to the world, eyes open but unseeing, arms flailing, yelling incomprehensibly. I felt my cock finally stop shooting cum into her young womb, and slowly lowered myself onto her. She lay there, her breathing hard and unsteady, her body quivering as the aftershocks from her orgasm washed over her. Celina had stopped sucking on her breasts, and gently cradled her head, letting me kiss Rachel gently as she returned from her orgasm. "I . . . I . . . ohmigod . . . I . . . can't . . . need . . . a . . . moment." Celina and I leaned down at the same instant to kiss her. Our lips came together all at once, and Rachel's breathing normalized. It took several minutes for her shaking to stop, and for her to be able to talk. "Oh my god – that was . . . unbelievable . . . I've never cum that hard." She was finally able to get out. With my cock still inside her, I could still feel her pussy spasming on my cock, and my cock twitching back in response. I started to slowly withdraw my cock, leading to a sloshing or slurping sound as my tip finally came out of her pussy. A hint of white on her gorgeous dark pink slit was the only initial giveaway that she was full of my cum. As Celina and I watched, Rachel shifted her legs and released a mini flood of fluid. We were both awestruck – Rachel might not be a squirter like Celina, but she came hard - and in great volume. Celina's eyes were as bright as I'd ever seen them. She leaned down toward Rachel and kissed her on the lips. She started to kiss her way down Rachel's young, lithe body. She reached her clit and started to gently tongue Rachel's swollen clit and labia, reaching with one hand for Rachel's nipple. Celina slowly tongued and kissed her way around Rachel's folds, reaching her tongue out to catch a drop of fluid that emerged. Rachel had one hand in Celina's hair and the other was playing with her own breast. It was an incredible vision – two beautiful young women having sex in my bed, one slowly slurping my cum out of the other's gleaming pussy, me watching from inches away . . . and feeling myself recovering. I reached over to my nightstand and drained a bottle of gatorade – I wanted to make sure I stayed hydrated, since the night was just getting started. I turned back to see Celina's head buried between Rachel's legs, her eyes wide open as her mouth worked on Rachel's pussy, sucking, biting, tonguing, teasing . . . all while looking straight up at Rachel, who was staring right back down at Celina, watching her devour her cream pie'd pussy. Both were panting, and I decided it was time for me to rejoin the fun. I leaned down and kissed Rachel hard on the mouth, my hand cupping and squeezing her breast, twirling and then crushing her nipple. I could see her flush deeply – between Celina's hungry attention to her cunt and me playing with her breast and mouth she looked ready to cum again. I kissed my way down her body to Celina and started to kiss my way down Celina's long, lithe body. She pulled her face off of Rachel's pussy and I could see it covered in the mixed fluids of me and Rachel, who grabbed her hair and pulled her back to her pussy. I kissed and licked my way down Celina's body, tracing it with my hands and mouth and tongue. I let my fingers cup her perfect ass, and let a finger graze her slit, feeling her legs and ass tighten involuntarily. I let my fingers move farther, reaching under her as she arched her hips up spread her legs a bit wider, my index finger finding her hood and moving it aside to feel her glorious clit beneath, already so wet it felt like she had cum. She quivered at my touch, in turn driving Rachel wild as she bucked her mouth harder into Rachel's now sloppy pussy. I slowly teased Celina's clit with my finger, and slowly moved around her, letting my cock trace across her back as Rachel watched. As Celina felt my cock trace across her back and come to rest on top of her ass I could feel her breath heaving. I leaned down to her ear and whispered in her ear "You better keep sucking Rachel's tight young cunt – there can't be any of my cum left in her when you're done . . . " Celina just moaned and went back to expertly tonguing Rachel's perfectly smooth clit. I moved back, letting Celina feel my cock and balls dragging across her back, coming to rest again between her perfect ass cheeks. Then I slid back a little bit and let my cock fall between her legs and lifted it to slide against her soaking wet slit. I reached one hand around and under her, taking her breast, squeezing it, moving to her enormous and rock hard nipple, squeezing harder and harder, feeling her shake as I continued to rub the length of her slit with my cock, played with her erect nipple, with Rachel holding her hair and keeping Celina's mouth firmly on her drenched pussy. I looked at Rachel and smiled – she was in heaven as Celina worked her pussy and one of her nipples. I mouthed "watch" to her and worked my hand down to Celina's literally dripping slit – she was so wet and engorged it was incredible. I put my thumb on her clit and rubbed, making her come off of Rachel's pussy. Rachel was having none of it, and pulled Celina by the hair back down. Just as she reached Rachel's pussy again, I without warning slid my whole cock deep into Celina's cunt. I felt rather then heard her groan into Rachel's pussy, and felt her pussy fighting my cock as I slid in. That wouldn't do – I pulled almost all the way out and then forcefully buried my cock inside her. She groaned more loudly and I felt her pushing her ass toward me, trying to take me deeper. I pulled her back, moving her to her hands and knees, and motioned for Rachel to slide her head under Celina's breasts. As Rachel moved, I saw her pussy was just huge – completely swollen and engorged from Celina's and my treatment of it, and I could see how red her nipples were. Rachel slid her head under Celina and I could tell the instant she touched Celina's breast with her mouth – Celina bucked at the touch, not expecting it, and she pushed herself right back on my cock. I could feel her cunt spasm briefly as Rachel started to suck on those gorgeous tits and as she felt the effect of pushing back onto my cock even farther. I took hold of her hips and kept up a rhythm of almost completely pulling out and then slowly sliding my cock back in to her glorious pussy, feeling her drench me with her love juices. I don't think Celina had quite expected to be fucked by both Rachel and me at the same time, because it took almost no time to feel her orgasm building, building, deep within her. Rachel could feel it too, which surprised me a little, but then I figured she had the advantage of being a woman and knowing the signs. As Celina got closer and closer, I started to pick up my pace until I was just slamming in and out of her as fast as I could, feeling her pussy squeezing me oh so hard and her whole body shook. Right about then Rachel reached up with her hand and started fingering Celina's clit, letting another finger stroke my cock as I slammed in and out of Celina. I willed myself not to cum and smiled at Rachel and nodded, wanting her to keep it up. Teaching Celina Ch. 03 Celina, for her part, was overwhelmed with sensation – me sliding my cock deep into her sopping cunt, my fingers holding tightly onto her hips, my balls slapping against her ass as I bottomed out inside her, as Rachel sucked on her free hanging tits and played with her clit while stroking my cock as I rammed in and out of her. Her whole body stiffened, froze, and then the earthquake took her and she came. Her whole body writhed uncontrollably as her orgasm devoured her, her pussy spasming on my cock, her nipples hard as rocks as Rachel sucked them expertly and fingered her clit. Celina shrieked out something – neither of us could make it out – and she spurted out jets of cum all over Rachel's hand and my cock. I felt Rachel hurriedly squirming farther under Celina, and felt her mouth come up hungrily to Celina's slit. I heard a gurgling sound and it took me a second to figure out that Rachel was slurping as much of Celina's cum as she could. Ohmygod – the thought was intoxicating. I could feel Rachel's tongue working around, feeling it brush the top of my cock where it was buried in Celina's perfect pussy. Celina's shaking started to settle, and her eyes started to come back into focus. I saw Rachel start to slide out from under Celina, and I started to let my cock slowly withdraw from Celina, gently lowering her from her knees to lying face down on the bed. As Rachel emerged from under Celina, she was smiling brightly. "Holy shit that was hot!" she exclaimed! Did Celina tell you how much I love eating her pussy and feeling her cum? But I've never felt her cum that hard – must be that nice big fat cock of yours – she told me how good it felt in her cunt." By now, I wasn't surprised to hear how dirty Rachel could talk. What did surprise me, and turn me on, was how she looked – like she had just taken a shower, her hair soaked with Celina's cum and glistening as it ran down her face. God almighty that looked hot – talk about the "just fucked look!" Even having experienced firsthand how much Celina could cum, it was amazing to think there was enough liquid to soak Rachel's face and hair like that. Celina, for her part, was still moaning, her face in a pillow as the aftershocks continued rumbling through her. I reached out and put my hand on her back, softly caressing her, reaching her hair and running my fingers through it before tracing her form down to her beautiful buttocks and then back. Rachel leaned down and kissed her on her hair, and slowly stroked her hair. "Mmmmmm . . . I love when you cum all over me. Did you like that? Did you like feeling a big fat cock in your cunt while I was sucking you? We're going to have to do that again . . . " Rachel trailed off, seeing Celina's cheek flush and then recover. I recovered the breath I had lost listening to Rachel talk to Celina, and reached out to feel her hair. Parts of it were completely soaked, like she really had gotten out of the shower, while others were damp, and the back of her head was slightly damp – just from sweat. I scooped up a drop that was starting to run down her face and put it to my mouth – wow was that good! Rachel just watched and smiled. "I never would have believed it – even after Celina told me," she said. "Believed what?" I asked. "This. I've never been fucked like that, or wanted to be fucked so bad, or wanted a man so badly, or been turned on this much. The guys at school are nothing like you . . . I just can't believe we had sex the first time – I figured I'd watch you and Celina and play with Celina. I never expected you to fuck me like that, and I really never would have believed I'd let you cum inside me . . . and then make Celina eat me." "All you have to do is say stop or no," I said. "I figured you knew that if you and Celina had talked." I was a bit apprehensive – I certainly didn't want to do anything Rachel didn't want to do, but she had been just irresistible. She quickly shook her head – "No, that's not what I meant. I loved it, and can't wait to feel your cock inside me again, and to watch you take Celina again – holy shit that was HOT. I just didn't know where tonight would go – well, other than your house and probably your bed." While we had been quietly talking, Celina had mostly recovered and was on her side, listening to us, smiling. Celina broke the silence – "Ohmygod that was incredible . . . you guys have to do that again." I nodded. "Next time I'm going to explode inside you so Rachel can suck our juices out of you." Both sets of eyes and nostrils flared, and I was acutely aware of Rachel's young body next to mine, and even more aware as her hand reached out almost absently and started stroking my soft cock. "Mmmmm . . . I know how good Celina tastes, and I have a hint of how you taste . . . and putting them together is going to be heavenly. Her hair was drying a little bit, making it almost look like she had overdone hair spray. I loved how wanton she was – and only 20! I had no idea if this would ever happen again, but knew this, and the previous Friday, would be on the list of nights I'd never forget. I reached down and handed both of them bottles of water – Celina, in particular, must have needed it given how much cum she had squirted. They tapped them together and both quickly drained them. Rachel was still idly playing with my cock, and Celina watched as Rachel slowly brought my cock back to life. I was struck for a moment by how unlikely and outrageous the whole situation was. Here I was, sitting in bed with two gorgeous young women, one 26 who I was supposed to "teach her sex," and one only 20, who was as aggressive and sexy as they came. Both of them naked in my bed, one with my cum still oozing out of her glistening pussy, the other laying next to us, the vestiges of her huge orgasm slowly subsiding. And here I was, a 46 year old widower, fucking them to oblivion exploding inside them at random. It occurred to me that I while I knew Celina had said she was protected, I hadn't even asked Rachel – was that why she looked a little nervous when I told her I was going to cum deep in her cunt and then make Celina suck it out? I asked, and Rachel just smiled, pantomiming taking a pill, emphasizing it by taking a long drink from another bottle of water on the nightstand. Ah! She had managed to pick up and open the bottle without taking her hand off my cock, continuing to slowly stroke it. Celina was watching intently, slowly moving toward it until I could feel her breath on me – and Rachel could too. Without a word, Rachel took Celina's hair and gently pulled her mouth to the tip of my cock, moving my cock with her other hand to Celina's lips. I watched as Celina's lips grazed the tip of my cock, feeling her breath on me as Rachel squeezed the base of my shaft. I took a deep breath as Celina's tongue slowly came out from between her lips and gently touched my tip, slowly licking and then moving her tongue around the head of my cock, her breathing quickening almost as much as mine was. I felt Rachel lean down to Celina's ear and tell her to take my whole cock in her mouth and to suck it. Celina slowly started taking me into her mouth, her lips and tongue slowly exploring as she took her time. It was exquisite torture – I wanted to grab her head and just jam my whole cock into her mouth, but instead my whole body tensed and my fists clenched. Rachel noticed and smiled, moving up to kiss me, releasing Celina's hair and pulling me towards her, her lips slightly parted. She reached my lips with hers and just grazed them, and I could feel her erect nipples grazing my chest as she let her lips graze mine, then felt her take my lower lip into her mouth and bite down gently. I almost jumped, but Celina had managed to take my whole cock into her mouth and was slowly working her way back to my tip. I was beside myself, wild with excitement, and felt totally helpless as these two beautiful women continued their assault on my senses. I felt Celina blowing on the tip of my cock, the cool air contrasting sharply with the warmth of her mouth, making me grow even harder – which I hadn't thought possible. I felt her giggle a little and start to take me in her mouth again. I managed to gain control of one of my arms and reached around Rachel's body, crushing her erect nipples to my chest, moving her head slightly, and kissed her mouth hard. I felt her tongue and body respond, kissing me back forcefully, her hands now both on my head, holding it in place as we kissed each other so hard we were fucking each other with our tongues. I could feel Celina slowly working her way up and down my shaft, closing her mouth over me when she had just my head in her mouth, her tongue dancing, her mouth sucking me hard and then slowly relaxing as she took more and more of me into her mouth. I've always been told I have a great cock – and had never measure it until one woman pulled out a ruler and declared I was . . . a certain length. Not a porn star cock, but pretty damn good. I could feel pressure building in my balls as Celina continued to alternate soft and hard pressure with her mouth and as she gently cupped my balls at the same time Rachel and I were fucking each others' mouths and tongues, Rachel's now totally hard nipples pressing and rubbing on me. I got control of my other hand and reached down, around Celina, to her breast, and found her nipple already completely engorged and solid. I heard her moan as I squeezed, and felt the cool air as her mouth opened to moan. I was completely beside myself, and losing all control. I reached down toward Celina's groin but couldn't quite reach – moving my hand back and squeezing her nipple hard, feeling her react, my other hand wrapped around Rachel's head, holding her face to mine as we kissed. I could feel my balls filling and knew I wouldn't be able to hold back long, and I started to shake as Celina kept up her unrelenting attack on my cock with her mouth. Rachel moved her face away from mine and quickly replaced her mouth with one of her nipples, pulling my mouth onto it, her movements commanding. I took her breast in my mouth and sucked hard, feeling her erect nipple harden and her whole body stiffen with pleasure. Just then, Celina jammed my entire cock into her mouth, and I could feel her gag just slightly. I was going – my hand abandoned her breast and grabbed the back of her head, holding it in place as she deep throated my cock, still gagging just a little. Her hand gently squeezed my balls and sent me over the edge. My hand convulsed in her hair and she gulped my cock, Rachel moaning loudly as I bit down hard on her breast. I came as hard as I ever have, feeling myself explode, my balls convulsively emptying, feeling my seed racing through my cock, impatient to escape. Celina grabbed my ass and held my cock firmly in her mouth as I spurted my cream into her. Ohmigod it felt like a lot, and she was taking it all. Stream after stream went pulsing into her eagerly waiting mouth. I felt Rachel separate herself from me and move to watch Celina as took jet after jet of my cum into her mouth, feeling her rolling her tongue on my cock as I came. I felt a blast of cold air on my cock as her mouth moved off of me and tilted to the side, toward Rachel. I saw Rachel's eyes burning as she lowered her mouth onto Celina's, forcing Celina's mouth open with her tongue, positioning Celina on top so gravity would work for her. I saw Celina's mouth open, my cum filling her, and Rachel dove in with her tongue, greedily licking up all of my cum, mixed with Celina's saliva, that she could, loudly slurping. I was transfixed – I had been part of this before, but I had never seen someone go after it so hard. Rachel had pulled Cellina's mouth off my cock before I had finished spurting, and the last few ropes of white seed now decorated Celina's raven blue-black hair and neck. She and Rachel were kissing hard, and it looked like they were passing all the fluids back and forth. I saw Rachel take a big swallow and close Celina's mouth. In turn, Celina swallowed and I could hear and feel her groan as all of our mixed juices went down her throat. I was still shaking as the two girls kissed each other slowly, and watched as Rachel rubbed the cum strands on Celina's hair further into her hair. They both smiled widely as they looked over at me, seeing the effect they had. Celina giggled again and asked, " So was that pretty good, teacher? What would you give me?" I was still shaking but starting to regain control of myself. I made a show of pondering as they both watched. "Probably an A minus, only because I felt your teeth a couple of times and because you didn't catch all of me – unless that was part of your plan," I said, looking at Rachel with a raised eyebrow. Celina seemed pleased – "Not exactly, but it worked out well, don't you think?" she asked, as she twirled the bits of hair that Rachel had massaged my cum into. I could only nod. "That was . . . unbelievable. I'm still shaking. And we still have a creampie to go . . . " I said as I looked directly into Celina's deep brown eyes. I reached over to kiss her, getting just a taste of my cum mixed with her and Rachel's saliva. Her eyes flared as I said it, brightening at "creampie." Even as drained as I was, I felt my cock twitch just a bit at her reaction. I reached for another bottle of gatorade and drained it – I never needed it more. Rachel had lit up as well when I said we had another creampie to make. She said softly, "Is that the one I get to eat?" Celina and I looked at each other and then at Rachel with total lust. Celina just breathed "yes" to Rachel, her cheeks flushing brightly. Rachel lay back down, her head on a pillow. "Mmmmm . . . I am so hungry," she said, staring pointedly at me as her hand almost unconsciously went to her still-drenched pink slit. It's a bit late in the game to be describing her, but Rachel was gorgeous, just in a different way than Celina. Rachel wasn't quite as lean as Celina, though still petite. At about 5'6", she was shorter then Celina but still taller than average. She had rich brown hair with a hint of auburn. She had good size breasts that were more conventionally shaped than Celina – Rachel's were full and round while still being taut – one of the perks of youth! Her skin was very fair and soft. She was also nicely proportioned – where Celina's legs were longer than her torso, Rachel's were perfectly sized for her height. I've mentioned her sex before – it was totally hairless, and when I had asked she had replied matter-of-factly that she had a Brazilian done regularly. Her clit wasn't as big as Celina's, but it seemed to pop more – probably due to the complete lack of hair. Her slit was a darker pink than was Celina's, and her scent just a touch muskier. Rachel's legs were just a bit bigger than Celina's, which explained the strength of her grip when I'd been fucking her earlier. They looked great. All in all, she was very pretty, even if she didn't give me that "I have to fuck you NOW" bit that Celina did. In point of fact, Rachel had the more classic female form. It occurred to me that I had yet to taste Rachel – that might be a good way to get us started on next creampie adventure. I already knew it would be my last orgasm of the evening – no, wait, morning. It was already 4:15! And I had thought it was around midnight. Wow. I wasn't even tired, and the girls didn't seem to be either. Amazing what outrageous sexual tension and adrenaline can do! We had all been just sitting on the bed, Rachel lightly and absentmindedly playing with her pussy lips, when Celina reached for me and nuzzled my ear. "Fuck me, Tom. Fuck me now. Rachel's hungry . . . and I need your cock in my sloppy cunt and to feel her sucking your cum out of me." My eyes widened a bit as she talked. I felt my cock hardening, and harden even faster as Rachel took it in her hand and squeezed. I felt Rachel moving, felt her breath on the tip of my cock, and felt her take my entire cock into her mouth in one motion. How she did it, I have no idea, but god it was amazing. I looked at Celina, who nodded down to Rachel with a smile on her lips. I moved so that I could straddle Rachel, who never let my cock out of her mouth (throat?), and sucked me with gusto. I lowered my mouth to her stomach and kissed my way to her sex, her lovely dark pink slit glistening. I used two fingers to spread her lips apart, exposing her clit, and slowly lowered my tongue to her. As she felt my breath on her pussy I felt her seal her lips on my cock and suck hard, not letting up as my tongue danced over her clit, into her folds, exploring, letting my teeth graze her, taking her into my mouth, biting down gently, feeling her freeze and grasp my cock even harder with her mouth, her tongue in turn sliding up and down my shaft, to the tip, lasciviously licking me, taking the drops of precum I knew must be there as I felt the pressure build in my balls. I felt movement next to us and sensed Celina watching Rachel taking my whole cock deep in her throat, sliding me in and out of her mouth, her tongue always flicking, always working . . . As I lost myself in licking and tonguing and eating Rachel's sloshing, sloppy, wet young cunt, I felt Celina move again, and felt her presence next to me, watching as I devoured Rachel's pussy. I felt Celina inhale sharply as Rachel managed to find her clit with a finger and start to rub, and I could feel Celina stiffen as Rachel found a rhythm, sucking my cock deep in her mouth while diddling Celina's twat with her fingers. There was no way I was going to last long with all this going on, and lifted myself off of Rachel's glorious and sopping pussy, pulling my drenched cock out of her mouth, feeling her disappointment and understanding. I moved my mouth to Celina's and kissed her gently, feeling her tingle as she tasted Rachel's pussy juices all over my lips and tongue. I kept kissing her as I pushed her on to her back, my hands now everywhere on her, squeezing her gorgeous tits, flicking down to the small black mound standing watch on her pussy, down the inside of her thighs, back up to her bright pink slit, kissing her the whole time, my body wild with desire for her. I felt her hands on my back, reaching for me, pulling me onto her, my fingers sliding inside her, twirling, feeling her g-spot, rubbing, pulling . . . She rolled on her back, her legs spreading wide for me, her glorious pussy in full view. I heard a gasp and knew Rachel was right there, watching. One of Celina's hands found my cock, still sopping from Rachel's blowjob, and pulled me toward her slit. I climbed on top of her, letting my cock run up and down over her slit, seeing her juices starting to drip in anticipation, her legs spread wide, her eyes imploring me to just fuck her. I put the tip of my cock on the entrance to her cunt. No slow games this time – I pushed off the foot of my bed and buried my cock in her sloppy cunt, pulling out to slam into her again and again, her legs locked around mine, her pussy pulling me in deeper and deeper, her eyes smiling, challenging, her hands and rose painted nails digging in to my ass, holding my cock deep inside. "That's right, Tom, fuck me. Fuck my cunt, fuck that wet sloppy cunt with your big fat cock. You need to fuck your fuck bitch, your cum slut . . . " She was hissing at me, telling me to go harder, deeper, faster . . . I slammed my cock in and out, in and out of her absolutely glorious tight snatch, feeling her squeezing, spasming on my cock, drenching me with her fluids. "Is this what you want, my little fuck bitch cum slut? You want my cock to pound your nasty cunt and fill you with hot seed so your friend here can suck it out of your hot snatch? Is that what you want? Is it? Is it? Tell me!" I commanded. Teaching Celina Ch. 03 "Yes . . . fuck me . . .fuck my sopping cunt . . . it is all yours . . . I want to feel you explode inside me again . . . " We had both almost forgotten that Rachel was on the bed, but she was watching wide-eyed as Celina and I fucked each other and talked to each other. I felt her move up to Celina and whisper in her ear as Celina was squeezing my cock deep in her cunt, feeling her squeeze even harder as I kept plowing into her, feeling her orgasm starting to build, feeling my balls starting to fill . . . I felt Rachel move again and felt her breath on my ear and her tits on my body. "Fuck her, Tom. Fuck her as hard as you can – make her scream. Make her scream and fill that nasty little cunt with your cum, just like you did to me. I'm hungry for her cunt . . . " She almost sent me over the edge, and I know Celina could feel my cock twitching and seemingly expand as Rachel whispered in my ear. I moved one hand to Rachel's hair and pulled it hard, her eyes shining, her whole body glowing, her tits painfully erect. "I'm going to fuck her just like I did you, and fill her with my cum. And then you're going to take your nasty young mouth and suck all my cum out of her dirty soaked snatch . . . " Rachel went wild with excitement, and I reached and crushed one of her nipples, turning her face red. I buried my cock in Celina and held it there, reaching for Rachel's body with both hands, moving her, lifting her so that her snatch was not directly over Celina's hungry mouth, forcing her down on to Celina's waiting tongue. "Be careful what you ask for, little girl, because you're going to be my second fuck bitch if you're not careful . . . Rachel's body shook as Celina took her sex in her mouth and sucked, using one hand to hold Rachel down so she could suck her while the other stayed on my hip, digging in to keep my cock deep inside her. Rachel looked at me challengingly. "Think so? Think you can handle two fuck bitch cum sluts at the same time?" I reached up to her tits and crushed her nipples between my fingers, pulling her mouth to mine. "Yes. And you just became the second." Rachel was lost in an ocean of sensation as I tortured her nipples and Celina devoured her pussy. Her eyes widened as I told her she was now the second fuck bitch, and I felt her tip over the edge, drenching Celina's mouth with her cum, her arms around my back scratching, leaving red furrows behind. I felt Celina choke a little as Rachel came on her mouth, and felt her buck as I buried my cock in her again. I felt Celina starting to cum and my balls filled, me holding them back, slamming into Celina again, feeling her cunt spasm on my cock as she swallowed a load of Rachel's juices, dribbling down her cheeks. I felt Celina scream into Rachel's pussy, seeing Rachel raining cum on her face, and I lost all control, exploding into Celina, tearing her cunt apart with my cock as my cum blasted into her womb. I felt her shaking as she screamed obscenities into Rachel's pussy as she came hard, squeezing my cock in her cunt like I had never felt before, even last Friday, and I felt her let go, squirting cum all over my groin, it splashing on to her abs and between her legs. I felt myself rocketing spurt after spurt into her, filling her tight young cunt with my sperm, feeling her react, pulling me deeper, milking every last drop. I felt Rachel collapse and fall off of Celina, letting me see Celina's face covered in her cum for a split second before I almost blacked out at the intensity, Celina still shrieking, her pussy still squeezing my rock hard cock. I slowly started to breathe again and took stock. My cock was still buried in Celina's peerless pussy, which was still twitching. I was bent over Celina, and saw marks where my fingers had grabbed her shoulders to pull her deeper. I could feel scratch marks on my back, with little rivulets of liquid – blood? – flowing down them. Celina slowly came back as well, her face and hair matted with Rachel's cum. I had never seen her look more beautiful, and caressed her breasts as I leaned down and kissed her tenderly, feeling her slowly respond. "Oh god . . . holy fuck . . . " she gasped out. I kissed her forehead and smoothed her hair as best I could. I was dimly aware that we were lying in a huge puddle of cum, and that I was still inside my cum slut's pussy. Oh – right! Rachel had recovered faster, and was watching intently. She looked greedily at Celina's pussy, still holding on to my cock, and kissed Celina gently. She started to kiss her way down Celina's still-heaving body, stopping to nuzzle her nipples before continuing down to her stomach, where she eagerly lapped up the pools of juices that had collected there. Gently she kissed her way down to where my shaft entered Celina, slurping any liquid she could find. I slowly let my cock slide from Celina's incomparable cunt, making a variety of sloshing and slurping noises as it withdrew. While I did, Rachel kept on kissing both of us, her tongue flicking up every drop she could find. I finally slid out of Celina completely, with a sigh from her, and saw Rachel look up at Celina, who simply nodded, her eyes brighter than I would have thought possible after the intensity of her orgasm. Rachel lowered her mouth to Celina's slit and took Celina completely into her mouth. I could see her neck muscles moving as she sucked hard on Celina's cunt. Celina just lay back and lolled, powerless to move. I could hear Rachel slurping our juices out of Celina's pussy, and it was turning me on again – incredible orgasm or not. I moved behind Rachel, caressing her back as she sucked on her friend's pussy. I felt her get on her knees, pushing her ass in the air, and I found her drenched pussy with my hand, slipping one, then two, and finally three fingers inside her, stretching her tight little cunt. She pushed back against my fingers as she continued eating Celina, and I could see Celina's nipples hardening as her friend ate her out. Seeing Rachel's ass in the air with three, now four, fingers in her, her pink slit oozing juices, was too much. I moved behind Rachel as Celina watched and exhaustedly nodded. Rachel knew what was coming, between my fingers withdrawing from her snatch and my moving behind her, and pushed her ass against my legs as she felt my cock on her. Amazed that I was erect again, I wasted no time and just slid my cock deep into Rachel's tight young cunt, feeling her back arch as she tried to keep eating her friend's pussy with my again engorged cock buried in her own pussy. She felt, quite simply, heavenly. Amazing pressure and wetness on my cock as I rode her doggy style, almost slipping out of her, she was so wet. There was no way I'd last long, and I didn't, but neither did she, but goddamn it, I was going to blast her young cunt with my cum one more time. As Rachel tipped over to orgasm, my balls pulsed once again and sent streams of cum deep into her waiting and drenched young cunt. I could feel her pussy spasming, and felt incredible power that I could make her cum so hard so many times. I grabbed her hair and pulled her ear to my mouth as my cock emptied my balls deep inside her, again planting my seed deep in her womb, feeling her pussy again milking every drop. "This is what being a fuck bitch is like. Do you like it, Rachel? Do you like feeling my cock tearing into your tight young cunt? And feeling my cum shooting inside you? Better get used to it, because we are going to fuck you all summer," I grunted at her as I held her hips against my groin and lowered my head to her ear. In answer, she reached around for my head and pulled my hair until she could smother my mouth with hers, her tongue flicking about wildly. She slowly released me, took a deep breath, and just said, "Yes." "Right answer," I said. Celina looked up and smiled at both of us. I gave Rachel's tight cunt a couple more thrusts and then let myself slide out of her with a whoosh as our combined cum dripped out. Celina was panting as she watched. "That was the hottest thing I think I've ever seen," she said. "Rachel, better get used to it, because there is no way I can handle him alone. And seeing him take you from behind makes me realize what a voyeur I want to be." I lay down next to Celina and pulled Rachel down on my other side. Turning to Celina, I said "You'll have plenty of chances to watch . . . but I am SO going to fuck you in front of a crowd and make an exhibitionist out of you. Both of you, for that matter," I said, turning to Rachel. She just smiled. After that, we drank the rest of the water bottles in the room and drifted off to sleep, me flanked on either side by a gorgeous, nude, cum-soaked woman. It had the makings to be a spectacular summer.