Having a medical doctor for a mother had definite perks for Rachel. Kathy, her mom, was able to be both clinical and motherly when discussing sex with her 18-year-old daughter. And Kathy was also a woman who really enjoyed sex, and wanted her daughter to have the same attitude and positive experiences that she had.
While Rachel and Lute drove away from the farm where they'd just made love in his van, they listened to the radio while Rachel mulled over a recent conversation she'd had with her mom.
Rachel had asked Kathy for a lubricant recommendation, and after a quick trip to her bathroom, her mom handed her a tube of her preferred lube. Then, using her forthright clinical approach, Kathy asked Rachel a few questions that eventually led them back to discussing the size of Lute's member and some things Rachel might need to consider in having such a well-hung lover.
Kathy agreed that using lubricant was a wise move, though she didn't inquire if it was for vaginal or anal purposes - that was for Rachel to talk about whenever she was ready. But she did inquire about Lute's ability to get hard. Because, she knew from her clinical experiences (and two personal ones that she didn't mention) that guys with big penises often have difficulty getting completely erect. Even when they are really aroused and horny, some well-hung guys' bodies just can't pump enough blood to their genitals to get them fully hard.
Having that conversation with her mom had made Rachel laugh, because, she told her mother, if Lute wasn't getting fully erect with her, she was frightened to think what his pecker would look like if he did!
And now, as she and Lute drove towards town, Rachel chuckled to herself when she looked at Lute and saw the ever-present bulge in his pants. "Nope," she mused, "Getting fully erect is not a problem for The Root. Not in the slightest!"
It wasn't long before they were back at her grandparents' place and had pulled Lute's van into the garage. Hungry from their recent vigorous exercise, they went into the kitchen while Lute, a decent cook, fixed them up a big bowl of pasta carbonara.
Slurping the pasta and drinking the wine Lute had pilfered from his dad's well-stocked supply, the two lovers eased into the next stage of their evening's affairs. And by the time their appetites were sated and half the wine was consumed, their thoughts - and bodies - shifted back into lovemaking mode.
Lounging for a bit on the living room couch, talking and drinking wine before they headed downstairs to bed, Lute made a casual inquiry into the beginnings of Nasty Rachel.
"I know, it's kinda' funny, my whole straight-laced, straight A's, untouchable Rachel thing that I've been playing for so long," she said in response to Lute's question. "But I first realized I had a nasty side two summer's ago when I spent two months working as a medical assistant at a kids' camp up north. The guy who was the camp medic was a first year medical student, and he was nice and really cute. So I ended up spending a lot of time in his cabin after the lights were out."
"I see," Lute chuckled in response to Rachel's story, "You two were playing doctor."
"That's right," Rachel giggled, "We played doctor. And he examined me pretty thoroughly, I must say."
Then she continued, "But the real blossoming of Nasty Rachel occurred when I started seeing a college guy just after I turned 18. He lives in the dorm but his roommate isn't around much, so we usually had his place to ourselves. I smoked pot with him for the first time. And we had some other first-time experiences together, mostly in his bed."
"Sounds like fun," Lute offered. And though he wanted to ask if she was still seeing this guy, he chose not to go there. Instead he added, "But there's one first-time experience you two skipped, huh?"
"Right," Rachel laughed, "I decided to save that one for when I date a guy with a cock so big it will probably rip me apart when he butt fucks me!"
"Wise decision," Lute laughed in reply. "But I think, with the right amount of lube, you're gonna' love it. And if you don't, we'll stop. No pressure."
"Thanks, lover. I like the no pressure angle," Rachel whispered as she nuzzled in against Lute and kissed his neck.
After polishing off the wine, Lute and Rachel tipsily moved their party down to her bedroom. And then, for the second time that evening, they got undressed. To set the mood, Rachel lit candles while Lute tuned in his favorite jazz station on the radio.
Lute never tired of seeing Rachel naked. After all the hours he had spent observing her in class and fantasizing about what lay beneath her modest clothing, he was always pleased when he could see her nude body. And when they were naked like this, his usual inclination was to move in and begin making love to her, six ways to Sunday. But he also loved just sitting back and watching her lithe body move and her full breasts sway, which they did now as she went around the room lighting candles.
"I hope you know how beautiful you are, Rachel," Lute said as he leaned against the bed pillows and watched Rachel finish her candle lighting ceremony. "Good girl or nasty, clothed or naked, it doesn't matter. You're a beautiful woman."
"Aww, thanks Luther," Rachel said softly and with a pleased smile. And though this was usually the time where she'd follow up with a smart-ass or funny remark, she let it go, because Lute had genuinely flattered her. And seeing his admiring gaze, she stood and posed for a few moments, letting him take mental photos of her full naked profile.
The lovers were soon splayed out across the bed, kissing and fondling each other and becoming increasingly aroused. Lute then disengaged and slid his face down Rachel's torso, slowly kissing her all the way from her face to her crotch. And when his mouth landed on her pussy, he began to kiss her labia lips and slide his tongue into her spread cunt.
Much to Lute's liking, Rachel didn't trim her pubic region, so she had a full crop of fine brown hair down there for him to enjoy while he displayed his well-honed cunnilingus skills.
From there time together over the past weeks, Lute had learned what it took to bring Rachel off. And though he didn't want to rush things with her tonight, from the way she was now moaning and shoving her pussy into his face, he knew what she wanted.