Charlotte 5
With Charlotte's slender body close to mine, it was hard to contain my own desires and let her relax after a body-shaking orgasm. Even as I gave her a few minutes to recover, my hand stroked her thigh and her hip and my eyes drank in the swell of her young breasts as they rose and fell. All these factors conspired to keep me semi-erect and thinking ahead to what else I wanted her to learn. Okay...what I wanted to do to her. Some of those ideas, obviously, were informed by hours of fantasy over the last week, so it wasn't entirely altruistic. Still, teaching her how to please a man was part of my mission!
Maybe five minutes later, Charlotte shifted in my arms a little bit and her eyes found mine.
"What's next, teach?" she asked in an impudent whisper.
"Well, I was just thinking about that, Charlotte!" I began.
"I'll bet!" she snapped back quickly, a smile coming into her eyes as she glanced down to my groin.
"And I think it's time for you to practice some different ways of returning the favor," I continued as if she hadn't spoken.
"Like what?" she asked, her eyebrows arching and her smile spreading.
"You showed some real talent last time we were here," I said earnestly, "and I just want you to see that there are lots of things you can do for a guy that will feel good. So here's what I want..." I continued as I turned away from her and stood up between the couch and the table.
Taking her hands, I pulled her upright and she swung her feet to the floor between mine as I guided her. That left her sitting in front of me, her face perfectly positioned to see and taste my cock.
"I'm going to try to give you the guy's perspective here, Charlotte. You seriously gave an amazing blowjob up there on your bed, and you looked sexy as hell doing it. Guys are visual creatures, and the idea of a woman on her knees in front of me or sitting like you are now while I look down is a huge turn-on. You should know that it's kind of submissive, but also that it's super sexy."
"I get it," she whispered as her hands came up to my waist.
"One more thing...actually, two," I interrupted. "First, try to look up every now and then; eye contact is part of the turn-on. Also, there's lots of different ways to use your hands. I want you to start off just by rubbing my thighs and my stomach to get me warmed up--you saw how I teased you a little bit, and that's what I want you to practice for a minute."
She nodded once with a serious look on her face, then placed her palms flat on my hips and began to slide them up and down. Her breath was warm on my cock as she slowly leaned into her task and planted a kiss mid-shaft. Her thumbs trailed a line from my belly through the edge of my pubes and then down along the sides of my balls and I groaned happily. Since I was looking down, I saw Charlotte smile with satisfaction. She kept going, though, planting soft kisses along the length of my shaft as it began to swell. When it stood out horizontally, she kissed the tip and then used her thumbs to pin it flat against my stomach while she lavished attention on the underside as well. Her lips parted when she reached the top and she tilted her head sideways, gently licking each happy inch she encountered until she reached the very base. Then her tongue tip traced the shape of each testicle while her thumbs replaced her lips and slipped up and down the thick ridge of my cock. I groaned again at this new level of stimulation and stroked my student's hair as she teased me.
Now that I was fully aroused, Charlotte slipped her fingers behind my cock and pulled it down to horizontal again. A glistening drop shimmered on the crown and the tip of her tongue darted out to lap it off. My whole lower body pulsed in response and another few drops trickled out. That drew a giggle from her lips and she used her thumbs to spread the slick fluid down and all around my length.
"Use two hands, Charlotte," I urged quietly, lust filling my voice as I watched her intently playing with my cock.
Like the natural that she was, she curled her hands one above the other and started stroking me with a twisting motion from crown to base. Each time her palms reached the tip, a fresh pulse of precum rewarded her ministrations. She smiled with satisfaction and looked up at me happily.
"It just keeps coming!" she said with awe in her voice.
"That's all you, babe!" I told her, grinning back down at her. "You've got me so turned on already!"
"It's making me horny, too!" she admitted softly, her eyes on mine.
"Well, good!" I said smugly, "but it's still MY turn!"
"What's next, then, Mr. Robertson?" she asked me.
"Time for some sucking," I said as I looked into her lust-filled eyes. "Find a comfortable angle and suck me like you did before."
She did not reply--she simply nodded and slid her hands down low on my shaft to make room. I put both hands on her shoulders as she leaned forward and felt the heat of her mouth envelop me. My groan at that moment was long and heartfelt--it felt so fucking good to be back in her sweet, sucking mouth!
Planting her feet firmly, Charlotte leaned into her work and her head began to bob up and down. About half of my cock disappeared between her lips with each descent and I felt their tight grip slide down as the very tip slid along the top of her mouth. It felt great, but there was definitely more for her to think about.
"Move your tongue along the bottom while you're doing that, Char," I moaned after a while.
She complied eagerly and I felt the smooth, firm surface caressing the underside of my shaft as it went back and forth. I squeezed her shoulders to signal my approval and tried not to rock my hips into her the way I wanted. After another minute, she paused and looked up at me.
"I forgot the eye contact thing," she said guiltily.
"So do it now!" I told her simply.
She couldn't look down and up at the same time, though, so she pushed back against me a little bit and I got the hint. Her knees hit the floor just as I stepped back and my calves bumped the edge of the table. She had to pull my shaft to a downward angle, but soon she was sucking the way she had been and her eyes were locked on mine. It felt great, but what really blew me away was the sexy sight she was treating me to. Her hands were raised to hold my cock and her arms pressed her firm, uptilted breasts together. Her back was straight and her shoulders back as she tilted her head up to do as I requested. Her hair had dried and fell softly on either side of her face in loose waves. I couldn't help but smile as I looked down into the soft brown eyes of my student as she eagerly sucked my cock.
"You're so fucking sexy, Charlotte!" I whispered.
She hummed happily and her eyes smiled up at me. That felt good, too.
"Ready for another kind of lovin'?" I asked playfully.
"Hell, yes!" she said after releasing my cock from her lips.
"Let me sit down, then, and you stay in front of me."
I couldn't lie back all the way to do what I wanted with her, so I perched on the edge of the cushions. She turned quickly and was kneeling in front of me again, but I could see the couch was too low for what I wanted, so I shifted gears.
"Try it like this for a minute, Charlotte--put your elbows on my legs and suck me again."
Her hands wrapped instinctively around my shaft and she lowered her head to do as I directed. Her hair swirled around my lap, brushing my abs and my thighs as she rose and fell and twisted her head to try out different angles. It felt so good that I almost laid back and let her finish me off, but I retained enough self-control to remember why I was there and what else I wanted to show her. Before I could give any new instructions, though, she released me from her oral embrace and looked up.
"I'm going to try to go deeper...will you tell me if it's okay?" she asked in a vulnerable way.
"Of course, Char--just don't feel like you have to choke yourself to make ME feel good!"
"I won't," she whispered before bowing her head again.
Her fingers flattened against me as she held my shaft upright. I felt her lips around my crown once more and felt her take a deep breath and let it out through her nose. Her tongue slid along the underside of my shaft as she lowered herself halfway and stopped. I knew I was at the back of her mouth and that she was pausing to gather breath and courage; this was confirmed when I felt her shoulders swell with the deep breath she took and then felt her pushing her head down past her natural stopping-point. The path grew narrow as I hit the back of her throat and I felt her swallow convulsively--I have to admit it felt amazing on my cock even though it meant she was feeling some discomfort. She gained control, though and she exhaled again before taking another deep breath. She bobbed about a half inch six or seven times, letting herself get used to the feeling of an invading cock against her gag reflex. One more pause and a deep breath and then her muscles flexed under my hands as she drove herself down even further and froze. I felt the tight ring of her throat spasm and grip the top of my cock and nearly lost control. Three...four...five seconds passed before she pulled up sharply and gasped for breath.
When she looked up, there were tears in her eyes and a long string of saliva trailed from her mouth to my cock. She didn't look sad, though--she looked triumphant.
"Wow!" she breathed. "I did it! You were totally in my throat"
"That was amazing, Charlotte--I can't believe you took me that deep!" I told her proudly.
"I had to find out...you know, because of the videos."
"I get it, Char, and you did great."
"I couldn't breathe, though...I don't know how they do that!"
"Well, they've had a lot more practice than you!" I said with a laugh.
"Do you want me to practice some more?" she asked quietly.
The offer was damn-near irresistible, but I shook my head.
"No, Charlotte--there's something else I want you to do for me. But we have to move again."
"Whatever you want," she replied simply, her eyes locked on mine while her hands gripped my shaft lightly.
I pushed myself upright and stepped sideways along the front of the couch. Charlotte stood up and followed behind me. When I reached the end, I went around the corner and sat on the broad arm of the couch, reaching back to take her hand and guide her in front of me once more. She stopped, and at the gentle pressure of my hands knelt down in front of me again. Her hands came to rest on my thighs and I smiled at her, thinking to myself that the height was perfect.
"Now, Charlotte, we started this whole thing talking about breasts, remember?" I asked with a sly smile.
