Charlotte Ch 03 1

After a few minutes of kissing, I could feel my poor, neglected cock stirring again. Getting her off had distracted me, but I was definitely ready for more. Charlotte seemed more than happy to bask in the afterglow of her orgasm, but I knew we had only a few hours left and I didn't want to let them slip away.

"Charlotte," I murmured into her ear, "it's time to get moving onto step nine."

"What do you want me to do?" she asked quietly, her eyes serious once more.

"For the moment, we switch things around and you scoot down while I scoot up."

"Okay," she assented, her eyes twinkling.

I shifted onto my back at the center of the bed and she moved herself down beside my leg closest to the wall. When her torso was in line with my hips, I put my hand on her shoulder to stop her and then took her hand. She watched me move it to my thickening cock and got the idea. When I took my hand away, she curled her fingers around the shaft and squeezed, causing a few drops of precum to slip out the top. She palmed the crown and swirled the clear lubrication around before rubbing it down the sides as well, starting a slow up-and-down that quickly brought me to full erection. Putting my hand back over hers, I signaled by pressure to squeeze when she got to the top just below the wide flare of my cockhead, then relax and stroke down. She was a quick study and soon established a good rhythm. Each time she squeezed, though, a new drop of precum emerged and I could see her watching them.

"Taste it, Charlotte. It's a tiny bit salty, but that's it."

Her eyes flicked up to mine and she nodded once, then bent over and lapped one single time across the head of my cock. Her tongue vanished into her mouth and I could see her concentrating on the strange new taste she encountered.

After a moment, she reported "Not bad!" with a pleased smile.

"That's good, Char...because the next thing I want you to do for me is to suck me a little bit."

"Okay," she whispered, her eyes widening at the thought.

"Just take the tip in your mouth and move up and down a little. Your hand does most of the work, but it's your lips and your tongue that are going to drive me crazy!"

She smiled a little more confidently and bent to her task. Her hand resumed its motion, and I felt the slick warmth of her mouth as she closed her lips around the head and slid them up and down about half an inch. Her tongue swirled experimentally around and she paused, glancing up at me for approval. I groaned happily and lay back on the pillow, keeping my eyes on her face.

She seemed to understand my implicit directions and started up again. Her hand stroked me evenly up and down, and the tight ring of her lips caressed the upper inch of my shaft while her tongue worked its magic up top. Not bad for a beginner! I thought to myself, and she's keeping her teeth out of the way. I sighed happily and caressed the side of her head.

After a few minutes, I felt an especially hard squeeze up along my shaft, followed by an extra strong feeling of suction at the tip. I could tell Charlotte was trying to suck out some more precum, and it felt so good that I groaned aloud and thrust upward convulsively. Fortunately, she was already retreating so I didn't gag her accidentally.

"Is this...how I'm supposed to give a blowjob?" she asked quietly, searching my face for my reaction.

"Exactly," I reassured her. "You're going great for your first time,"

"And no blowing?" she asked wryly.

"No blowing," I said with a smile. "I guess it's a pretty stupid name. What you're doing with your hands and your lips and your tongue is perfect, and you're even keeping your teeth out of the way, which is exactly right."

She seemed pleased with the compliment, but there were still questions on her face.

"How much am I supposed to put in my mouth?" she asked after a moment, her fingers tightening around the base so she could see the full length of me.

"As much as you're comfortable with," I told her candidly. "If it bumps the back of your throat, you may gag a little bit, and I don't want to make you uncomfortable...no guy should ever push into you more than you want him to."

"I want to try a little more," she whispered. "I've seen videos, but I don't think I can do that all the way."

"Whatever you want, babe...it all feels good to me!"

Her smile told me she was reassured, and she turned back to my groin. Instinctively, she spread our combined lubrication all around once more and then put her lips back around the tip. One inch, two inches, three inches disappeared into her mouth before she paused.

"Breathe through your nose, babe!" I urged.

She nodded slightly and I felt her inhale deeply and let it out. After a couple of breaths, she seemed ready for more and went back to the very tip again before sinking down on me. This time, five inches of my cock vanished into the suctioning warmth of her mouth before I felt myself bumping against her tonsils. She didn't quite gag, but I knew that was enough for her. I also knew she needed some applause, so I groaned happily and lowered my hips a fraction to take the pressure off.

WIth a sudden pop, she let me out of her oral embrace and breathed deeply while she looked up at my face. Her eyes were a little watery, but they shone with pride.

"It's so thick!" she said with wonder in her voice. "Thick and hard and soft all at the same time."

"You're doing great, Char!" I told her with a smile and a stroke of her shoulder.

"What do I do...when you...when you cum?" she asked more quietly, her eyes wide.

"Well, that's a question you'll have to answer for yourself, Charlotte. Some women don't like the feeling or the taste, so they just stroke it and let everything come out onto their hands or their boobs. Since I'm lying down, you can just stroke me and I'll cum straight up in the air. Some women get a thrill from feeling it spurt, though, so they suck it all in and they swallow it. You can do whatever you want, but not right now. This time is just for practice and we have other stuff to do as well--just like in school, you're an amazing student!"

"Oh...okay!" she answered, smiling at the compliment and the reminder of our relationship. "I guess I forgot that guys can only...cum...one time. You already made me do it twice!"

"It's not that I can't have more than one orgasm, Charlotte--it's just that we only have a few hours and I don't want to push you into something you're not ready for when there's so much left for us to do together."

She nodded, then glanced at the digital clock on her bedside table.

"We still have more than two hours," she said as she looked into my eyes. "I want to do everything I can with you. I want to finish the blowjob. And I told you...you don't have to ask permission. You can just do what you want. Or tell me what I should do."

"Okay, Char...I hear you. So here's what I want. I want you to turn around and put your knees on either side of my chest so that I can see all of you and feel your body against me. And I want you to keep sucking me just like you were until I explode. When that happens, keep your lips on the tip and suck every drop out of me and swallow it down so you know what it's like."

"Does it feel better for you if I turn around like that?"

"Well, some women have told me the angle is better for them since my cock kind of points up anyway. But I meant what I said...everything you're doing feels amazing! And since your hands are right there, you can stroke me and play with my balls and do whatever you want to and learn what you can do to make a guy happy. Having your boobs on me like that and seeing your little pussy right above me is a bonus turn-on for me, too, and I might even lick your pussy a little bit while I play with your perfect little ass!"

"Oh, right!" she giggled as she got into position. "I forgot about how much you like my ass!"

My hands went right to it when it came into place above me, so I gave it a firm squeeze.

"Every inch of you is perfect," I said sincerely, "but this is a very special little ass!"

She giggled again, and I felt her breasts settle onto my stomach as she leaned into her task. One hand wrapped around to cradle my balls again, while the other strummed the length of my shaft, fingers rippling along the thick ridge along the bottom. Within moments, half of my cock was vanishing into Charlotte's young mouth again and she was humming happily.

Her attention to my cock felt absolutely wonderful, and at the other end of things, I was thrilling to the sight of her body perched right above me. Her pussy was still glistening with excitement, her back was arched as she bent low, and the marble-smooth globes of her ass were flexed and firm within easy reach. I took full advantage of that, running my hands up the backs of her thighs, over her ass, and along her lower back.

Because she had given me the go-ahead, I didn't try to hold back my orgasm. I did try to restrain my urge to thrust into her mouth. However, I was so turned on by the whole situation and the last hour of amazing developments that I felt myself quickly approaching the point of no return. It wasn't the best blowjob I'd ever had, but her nubile body, the forbidden thrill of it, and the combination of visual and oral stimulation was making me lose control!

"Charlotte!" I gasped after a few minutes, "I'm about to cum! Just hold the tip in your mouth and swallow as fast as you can!"

She moaned her assent and captured the crown of my cock in a tight lip-lock, stroking the shaft smoothly. I clenched my thighs instead of pushing myself up into her throat and with a sudden gasp, I felt myself explode. Throb after throb rippled from deep inside me and each one signaled a spurt of cum that vanished into Charlotte's mouth. She twitched a little at the first surge, but I felt her steady down and swallow time and again as I blasted my load into her voracious teen mouth. Her tongue brushed me every time she swallowed and added an extra jolt of sensation, so I came more than usual. After eight or nine good spurts, though, I was done. She kept sucking and swallowing for a moment longer, but as my body relaxed, I felt her release my cock and take a deep breath. I also heard her swallow one last time.

When I looked down, I saw her turn and look back over her shoulder at me.

"Was that good?" she asked, her hands still curled around my package.

"That was perfect, Char!" I said with a grin. "What did YOU think?"

"I like it!" she said, almost suppressing the giggle that came with her admission. "It felt so cool to feel you shooting in my mouth...and it didn't taste bad like everyone says."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that!" I told her. "You're definitely a natural!"

She was practically purring with pride and pleasure. The smile on her face said it all, and so did her next move. Spinning in place so that she pivoted around one knee, she nestled herself beside me, draped one knee over my thigh, and scooted her shoulder into my armpit so that she was tight against me.

"That was SO cool!" she whispered, her chin resting on my chest so she could look up at me. "What do you want to do next?"

"Oh, I don't know...how 'bout we take a break and do some Trigonometry or something?" I asked innocently.

Her smile turned into a glare and she rose up on one elbow to scowl down at me. I did my best not to laugh.

"Joke, Char...just a joke!"

"Ha ha!" she said, continuing to scowl, but trying not to smile as she turned her lithe young body around and sank back down beside me.

"Actually, I think the best thing for us to do is lay here for a while and relax--we kind of rushed things when we got here, ya know?"

"That sounds good to me," she said softly against my chest. "I like it here."

"Me, too!" I whispered back, stroking her hair with my free hand.

During the next 10 minutes of quiet talk and the occasional caress, I think we both played back the memories of what we had done. I can't say for sure what Charlotte was thinking, but part of me was in shock at how the day had developed. A few hours ago, she was brazenly flashing her boobs and her ass at me, trying to provoke a reaction and get some reassurance about her looks. Then she was shyly leading me into her house, knowing full well that she was inviting a grown man--a college professor, even--inside to take her virginity. One sudden orgasm later, we were in her room taking each other's clothes off and shortly thereafter, she was giving her first blowjob and swallowing my cum. That's a hell of a day, even without the student-teacher dimension to complicate things. My mind lingered on the age difference as well--I knew how far over the professional line I was and part of me worried that she wouldn't be able to keep her feelings out of sight moving forward.

In true dialectical thinking mode, there was another, equally valid truth going on as well. There was a beautiful young woman in my arms, her small breasts pressing into my side, her thigh draped across mine, and the memory of her passionate kisses, her voracious mouth, and the velvety slickness of her pussy were never far from the top of my mind. Every time she stroked my chest or my arm, I relished the feeling of her soft, pale skin. When she shifted her weight, I felt the brush of her pubes against my hip and the front of her thigh nestled dangerously close to my cock.

As those thoughts came to the fore, I reached down to pull her up a little bit so I could kiss her and see what developed. She craned her neck at first and kissed me softly in response, her hair falling across my cheek until she brushed it back behind her ear. I squeezed and stroked every part of her body that I could reach, doing my best to signal it was time for step ten or whatever number we had reached. She seemed to catch my drift and pulled herself up even more, turning her body so that she lay halfway on top of me--still on her side--and we could kiss more easily. My hands traveled from her shoulders down along the slight curves of her hips and waist and then on to her ass and back again. My cock began to harden against the side of her hip. She noticed right away and her hand darted down to give me a squeeze.

"I think it's waking up!" she murmured happily against my lips.

"That's all your fault, Charlotte!" I replied, giving her ass a squeeze in response and subtly pulling her up onto my body a little more and kissing her with more intensity.

She responded as I'd hoped and moved to lay on top of me fully, her knees on either side of my hips and her puffy nipples pressing into my chest. She was so petite that my cock lay a few inches below the junction of her thighs, but I could feel the heat of her pussy hovering over my lower belly. Gradually, inevitably, my cock rose to its full height and stood upright. That made it bump into her pussy, lying directly along its inviting length, the head nudging in between the sweet globes of her ass. She wriggled a bit when she felt that and moaned into our kiss.

Both my hands were on her ass cheeks now, pulling her down onto me and spreading them apart in a slow rhythm. That let my cock glide along her labia, spreading her slippery juices once more. Precum coated my cockhead as well, a sign of my growing excitement. I could tell she liked this arrangement because she shifted down a little bit lower to add more pressure against her opening. My fingertips curled around between her thighs and felt the moisture that bathed us both; to make things even more interesting for her, I slowly spread her lubrication and my own between her cheeks, letting my fingers explore the most intimate parts of her young body. She gasped when I circled her backdoor and her tongue plunged into my mouth with new urgency.

"God!" she hissed as she paused the kiss. "What are you doing to me?"

"Just showing you some new things," I told her with a leer.

"I never knew that...THAT could feel so good!" she told me with a mix of surprise and happiness.

"There are lots of things that feel good, Char--you just have to take things slow and find out!"

"I guess I have a lot to learn!" she shot back, her eyebrows arching sarcastically.

"You're doing great already," I reminded her. "Reach back and see how excited you've got me!"

Her body twisted atop mine and her hand came to rest on the underside of my cock. I was slick with our combined juices and everything between her thighs and her ass cheeks was slippery. When her fingers moved against my shaft, I gave it a twitch (which drew a giggle) and moved my hips slowly down and then up so that my cock traveled between her pussy, her hand, and her glutes in a delightful path of stimulation.

"You're so hard again!" she whispered, turning to look into my eyes. "And everything is so wet that I feel like you could just slide right inside me and I wouldn't feel a thing!"

"That's the idea, Charlotte," I said gently. "Whenever you want to, I want you to put me inside you for the first time...just take it really slowly and do whatever feels right."

Her expression grew serious, but she nodded. I kept up the motion of my hips and when my cock began to rise along her opening once more, she nudged the head inward a little bit. We both gasped as it slid an inch into her body and met the first tight ring of muscle. I held myself in place and watched her face as she adapted to the feeling.

"Is it going to hurt?" she whispered.

"Maybe a little, Char, the first time I get all the way inside you. But that's not your cherry yet--that's just your body getting surprised by something as big as me trying to sneak inside you!"

I know--kind of corny, but I wanted to ease the tension a little bit!

She smiled a tiny bit and gave her hips an experimental swirl, testing the new feeling. Slowly, she increased her downward pressure and we could both feel her first line of defense relax and open up to me. We both groaned at the same time--me with pure pleasure and her with a mix of what I can assume was pleasure and discomfort.

"Go slow!" I gasped after my first reaction. "Go back up and let me in again...let your body get used to it."

Charlotte lifted her torso off my chest and planted her hands just above my shoulders. She was looking straight down at me now, her hair framing her face. I smiled up at her, but her eyes were closed in concentration and a small frown furrowed the line of her forehead. She lifted her hips until I was almost out, then sank down until I was two inches inside her. She bit her lip, but her eyes opened and she managed a little smile.

"You were right," she said quietly. "I guess I just have to get used to it."

"So do that a few more times and see how much will fit."

Like a willing pupil, Charlotte did as I instructed. Soon she was rising and falling steadily and just over three inches of my cock was disappearing inside her with each stroke. I know I was bumping against her hymen and that must have been a little uncomfortable, but she was also feeling a cock spreading her open for the first time, experimenting with the dragging sensation of her inner lips pulling back and forth, and of course feeling the pressure on her clit as it rocked against my pubic bone.

"I think that's all that will go," she reported after a few minutes, her eyes sad.

"Charlotte," I said seriously, "your body is made to do this, but there's a little piece of skin inside you that's keeping me from getting in all the way. Whenever you feel ready, all you have to do is push yourself past that stopping place and it won't be a problem anymore. I know it will sting, but it will also feel like a whole new world when you feel me inside you the way you want me to be. The way I want you to be."

"I want that," she said intently, staring down into my eyes. "But I'm afraid."

"I understand," I told her as kindly as I could. "And there's nothing to be afraid of after that first moment is over. You'll be right here in my arms and you can take it as slowly as you like."