Educated by an Older Woman

Several years ago while dining at an upscale restaurant with my family a man approached our table. He directed his question to me asking if I was Russ Dower. "Yes", I responded.

He introduced himself, David Kreiged. I recognized the name but not the face as it had been probably 35 plus years since I'd seen him. He was only 5 years old when I met him and his parents, Beverly and Joe. Quietly he requested, "Would you mind visiting our table for a moment, my mom would like to say hello. We are celebrating her 65th birthday."

I looked past his arm pointed in the direction of their table. His mom, Beverly, was seated between 2 grandchildren smiling as she looked in our direction. Her husband, Joe, was seated at the end of the table which allowed room for his wheelchair. Bev had a megawatt smile and along with her emerald green eyes was mesmerizing. The years had not weakened her effect.

"I'd be happy to wish her a happy birthday," I responded. Turning to my wife I said I would be back in a moment after saying hi to his mom and dad, a couple I worked for as a teenager.

I met Beverly and Joe Kreiged when I was 15. I had applied for a summer job at the neighborhood private swim club. I had spent my summers at the club since I was 8 yrs old, learning to swim, hanging with friends, meeting my first girl friend and eventually working there until my 2nd year in college.

Joe was on the swim club board of directors and did the interviews for the summer positions. To this day I don't have a clue why I got hired. I was 15 and would need to apply for a work permit to work legally. Until this job I made money doing yard work for neighbors. During the interview Joe asked if I'd be interested in doing yard work for him. "Sure," I responded. I figured if I didn't get the pool job I'd at least pick up a new yard customer. I got both jobs.

Bev was one of a group of ladies who were stay at home moms and during the summer spent every day at the pool, arriving around 11 and leaving around 3. She had a slim athletic build, stood around 5'8"tall with short blond hair. She always arrived at the pool wearing a two piece suit with a thin see through cover up. She was very friendly and greeted everyone with her beautiful smile. She would turn heads and we enjoyed watching her strut around the pool as she joined her friends at their favorite lounge chairs. Her ass wiggle was, oh so sexy!

Aware of her schedule I was to show up early to do the yard work and be finished before her trek to the pool. Over the summer I proved to be capable of handling any task she requested, this led to more expanded indoor jobs over the winter. I became their overall handy man, able to fix minor repairs, move furniture or storage boxes, paint and run errands for them.

Bev was gorgeous and friendly which as a 15 year old left me tongue tied incapable of responding to her with more than a yes, no or ok. During the summer she began preparing lunch for me and after I finished the yard work we would sit on their patio and eat. She would already be dressed in her swim suit and cover up ready to leave for the pool. Eventuality I became more comfortable and was able to respond to her with complete sentences.

My assessment of Bev changed from being just a beautiful woman that I had an opportunity to be around and ogle to respect for a smart confident lady that was so much more than a stay at home mom. She edited manuscripts for a publishing company, a job she did from home in the afternoons and evenings.

The summer I turned 18 our relationship changed. I had changed from the 5'6" skinny 15 year old to a 6'4" lean muscular guy headed to college on an athletic scholarship for swimming.

After finishing that day's work I sat down at their table while Bev finished fixing lunch. She turned and leaned over the table placing my plate in front of me. Her loose coverup dropped away from her chest and I was looking down her top. She was not wearing the top of her two piece swim suit and her perky breasts were in full view. I stared.

Her tits may have been average but to me they were spectacular. My fantasies of what was hidden under her top revealed! On display, her breasts were round and full with a target of a nipple inches from my face. She took her time straightening up before sitting next to me.

With a sly smile on her face she said," Did you enjoy the peak down my top?"

Busted, I lowered my head embarrassed and apologized, "I'm sorry."

Her response,"Don't be, I planned it."

Raising my head I looked confused.

She continued, asking, "Have you ever seen a real woman's breasts?"

I shook my head.

With that she unbuttoned her top sliding it off her shoulders exposing her tits. I must have looked like a deer caught in headlights unable to move.

With a confident smirk she asked, "Well, what do you think?"

My mouth was suddenly dry and unable to speak, I managed, "Oh my!"

Reaching for my hand she wrapped her soft fingers around my wrist and placed my hand over her breast and held it against her chest with both hands. With her eyes focused on mine" she said, " Don't move, feel my tit." I felt the soft smooth globe of her breast fill my hand and as I held her without moving her nipple started to harden and press against my palm.

" Do you feel my nipple?"

I nodded.

"Ah, that's caused by your touch, my nipples harden when aroused."

Looking at my crouch she could plainly see my straining erection. With a devious smile she directed me,"That looks uncomfortable, go ahead and stand."

Standing, I straightened my bent cock straining against my shorts. Bev reached for my shorts, quickly unbuttoned and pulled them below my knees. My cock, freed, stood straight and hard. I was trying to comprehend what was happening as I stood staring at her breasts while she stared at my cock.

With an admiring gaze she commented,"My oh my! Impressive cock!" She reached for me, her soft hand slid along my shaft around my balls and back up my shaft around my sensitive head.

Wow! A new experience being touched and fondled by a woman. I was a virgin, my girlfriend and I only shared kisses.

Bev slid her hand down my shaft, my cock twitched and my abdominal muscles tightened.

I reached for the table to steady my body as my ejaculate erupted. Bev casually directed my cock so my semen missed her and landed on the floor. Covering my eyes I apologized,

"I'm so sorry, your hand felt so good, I couldn't control myself."

" Boys shoot quickly without control, men know how and when to pull the trigger. Would you like me to teach you to be a man?" That was the first time, but not the last, Bev would compare penises to guns.

Did she just offer to teach me about sex! I was dumbfounded, my mind kept replaying her words, did I really hear what she said or did I imagined it.

I nodded.

" Good," Bev stood, turned and picked up a wash cloth from the counter, returned and cleaned my dripping cum from my penis then turned her attention to cleaning my mess on the floor. "Finish your lunch and be here tomorrow at 9 am, I'm going to get ready and head to the pool."

I pulled my shorts up, grabbed the sandwich and left.

The next day at 9 am sharp I was at her door dressed in shorts and T-shirt. Bev opened the door and waved me inside, "Follow me." Obediently I followed her down the first floor hallway to their guest bedroom with my eyes glued to her sexy ass.

In a commanding tone she said, "Remove your clothes and lay on the bed." I quickly followed her directions and laid stretched out on her bed, nude, my cock already at attention. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her top off over her head exposing her breasts. Just like the day before I was mesmerized staring at her tits. Countless times I've watched her full breasts sway under the confines of her two piece swim suit as she proudly walked around the pool. I've often fantasized how they looked and now twice in 24 hours it was a reality.

Bev guided my hand over her breast directing me how to hold her, " Start by holding my breast softly like an over ripe tomato you don't want to squeeze, move your hand and caress my entire tit. How does it feel?"

I struggled to answer. I was overwhelmed that I was actually holding her tit in my hand. Between breaths I was able to mouth, "Wonderful! Amazing! "

Bev pulled my hand away and guided my index finger around her nipple and over the pointed center. " Feel the effect your touch has on me, my nipple is hard, a sign I'm enjoying your touch. Now, hold my breast, squeeze firmly, and trace your finger over my nipple."

I followed her directions, she arched her back and pressed her breast against my hand. I felt her body gently shiver. Reaching for me she wrapped her fingers around the base of my throbbing cock slid down to cup by scrotum and squeezed hard.

That hurt!

Bev pulled my hand away from her breast but continued to squeeze my balls. I was confused how she changed so quickly. Her voice changed from soft and sensual to her in charge tone asking, "What is your mom planning for dinner?"

What! My mom?

Just the disruption of my focus from her tits to my mom deflated my erection.

She continued to hold my scrotum firmly with one hand and poked her finger on my forehead with her other hand, "This is the largest sex organ, your brain. What we perceive as sexy and arousing is inside our brain and different for each one of us. Also, use your brain to control the trigger of your gun. When you learn to control your arousal you are able to control when you shoot which leads to longer more enjoyable sex for your girlfriend and you."

With my cock deflated she repeated her instructions, "hold my tit, gently squeeze, rub my nipple." I eagerly complied.

She continued, "'squeeze harder, pinch my nipple, yes! That feels good! Don't stop!

Now play with my other tit."

Bev moaned, arched her back pushing her chest into my hands.

Abruptly, she pulled my hands away and changed back to her instructional voice, "Communication is important during sex. You would have no idea what I like unless I tell you. Do I like a soft touch or a firm squeeze. I can also communicate what I like without words. By moaning, a change in my breathing, the way I respond to your touch, by leaning into your body signaling I like what you're doing. Learn to pay attention to your girlfriend and her desires first before yours."

For her next instructions she moved closer to me and had me roll on my side facing her propped on my elbow. In this position my face was inches from her chest. Cradling her tit in her hand she leaned closer, " Kiss my nipple."

Gently, I leaned into her, my lips barely touching her breast. She continued,"That's it, start slow and soft. Now, kiss harder, open your lips and take my nipple in your mouth. Suck me, be imaginative, move your tongue over my nipple, slip it between your lips. Don't stop!"

I focused on sucking her nipple, changing intensity and alternating between a mouthful of tit and pursing my lips on her nipple. She had her hand on the back of my head pulling me against her as she moaned and encouraged me," Yes, oh my yes, that feels amazing!" Her breathing became quick and shallow and her voice heightened as she grabbed my hand and shoved it between her thighs pushing my fingers against her pussy and rubbing through her shorts. Her legs clamped against my hand and her whole body shivered for what seemed like minutes before she relaxed.

Sensually she remarked, "Whew! That was a nice orgasm! How do you feel knowing your touch was responsible for my climax?"

My feelings were a mix of ignorance and amazement since I had no idea about a woman's orgasm but also thrilled I was responsible. The only word that came to mind was, "incredible!"

Bev pushed me back off my elbow where I was now flat on my back, leaning over my waist she took my cock into her mouth.

Oh my! My first blowjob!

Bev worked her hands up and down my shaft while her lips covered my tip and sucked me hard. Moving her hands to my hips she swallowed my cock to its base, slid her lips slowly back to my tip before plunging back totally engulfing my cock. I was hitting the back of her throat as she used her tongue to squeeze and suck me.

Lost in a fog of intense pleasure I was barely able to form words but managed to warn her, "Oh! I'm going to cum! I can't stop!."

Bev kept sucking,

Again, " I'm cumming!"

She sucked harder, my orgasm exploded! Semen shot to the back of her throat, my entire body shook.

Bev continued to suck and swallow until my cock softened. She released me, moved to my face, her hands held my head as she kissed me. Forcing my lips apart she transferred my cum into my mouth onto my tongue. My first thought, disgusting. I tried to shake her from our kiss, she held me tighter. I gagged. She held me tighter. I drooled a mixture of saliva and semen and finally I gave in and swallowed.

Sitting back on her knees she lectured me," When you are fortunate enough to have your girlfriend pleasure you with her mouth, kiss her afterwards. If you refuse to kiss her or act disgusted with the taste of your own cum on her lips she will never give you that pleasure again."

Moving off the bed Bev stood and peeled off her shorts. I was still mulling over her advice while watching how casually she undressed. I laid there mesmerized at the sight of her nude body. Countless times I fantasized about seeing her naked and now it was a reality! Her body was perfectly proportioned with gentle curves over her waist and hips but my vision was laser focused on her tight pussy exposed with only a small patch of blond pubic hair, "Wow!"

Climbing back on the bed she leaned against the headboard and spread her legs giving me a full view of her sex.

"Hey", demanding my attention to look her in the eyes she continued," Pay attention! Most men don't know or understand a woman's anatomy, knowledge is the roadmap to mind blowing orgasms for your girlfriend, and you will be rewarded with her wanting you every day." Bev proceeded with a show and tell of her sex anatomy, she was so calm and casual as if explaining parts of any object.

After her anatomy lesson she took my hand and had me trace rings around her outer vaginal lips with my finger. She guided my finger through her center cleft from bottom to top. Pulling my finger away so I only brushed against her clitoris. She continued her lesson while guiding my hand, "Every inch of my vulva is sensitive and should be approached softly, don't be a barbarian and grab. My clitoris is the most sensitive, your touch can be arousing or painful, pay attention to how your girlfriend reacts. Also, your tongue can be incredibly arousing." Scooting away from the headboard she laid flat on her back, spread her legs and said," Go ahead, explore."

Tentatively I started as Bev showed me with my finger tracing the outer edges of her pussy. My finger dipped below to the soft area between her pussy and anus, she sighed," Oh yes that feels good." I became bolder and lowered my face to kiss her pussy, delicately I kissed every inch. Extending my tongue I lapped from bottom to top burying my tongue in the center. She moaned," Very nice, now with more gusto!" I continued with more force kissing, sucking and stroking with my tongue. I felt her thighs shiver.

Her directions continued through short breaths, her voice now higher pitched," Oh yes, suck harder, now my clit, use that tongue, oh my, don't stop, use your finger, plunge that finger in me, move it!"

I tried to keep up with her direction. Her entire pussy was soaked I didn't think it was all from me drooling but the wetness made it easy to slip a finger in and I wiggled and pumped my finger. Her thighs quivered and hips bucked. Looking up I could see her eyes were squeezed shut and her head arched back. I'm not sure why but it seemed natural to reach for her tit, I rubbed my fingers over her nipple and lightly pinched, that elicited a scream, " yes! Oh my yes! " her whole body stiffened and fluid splashed my face and tongue. I inhaled and swallowed her release and continued my actions until she relaxed and told me to stop.

" Damn! That was a top 10 orgasm! Young man you have potential!" I smiled, basking in the glow of her compliment that I did a good job.

"Come here," Bev whispered, " lay next to me." I stretched out next to her, rolled onto my elbow and leaned down and kissed her. She responded with kissing me firmly pushing her tongue into my mouth. We laid there embraced and kissing what seemed like hours but was probably only minutes.

Bev broke our kissing for another lesson,"This is important, after having sex don't be in a hurry to jump out of bed. Enjoy the intimacy of being together and giving each other such pleasure."

Being in her arms and kissing had me hard again and she teased me pushing her hips against my throbbing cock. Abruptly, her voice returned to being the instructor, "You have homework young man." I looked at her confused not knowing what she meant and disappointed that our lesson was finished but also elated that she eluded to another lesson.

She continued, "There are two things I want you to do before our next lesson. First, masturbate thinking of today but don't ejaculate. Stop stroking yourself when you are close, when your erection passes, repeat. Second, buy some condoms."

Condoms?

It never crossed my mind. I panicked thinking

buying condoms would be embarrassing.

Also, where do I buy them?

That afternoon I was back at the pool working, Bev was at her usual lounge chair with her friends. Every few minutes I'd look her way enjoying the view of her in her 2 piece suit. I was constantly aroused replaying the events of the morning. Occasionally she would glance my way, shift her legs, and smirk as she caught my gaze. A stupid smug grin was plastered on my face thinking how earlier I was kissing her inner thighs and teasing her clitoris with my tongue. I was horny and eager to lose my virginity with her.

I had devised a plan for my big purchase. Neither of the 2 small pharmacies in town were an option, both were owned by pharmacists who were friends of my parents. So I planned to drive to the next town which was bigger and had more pharmacies. After work I found a pharmacy that was quiet and empty. I browsed around the store, found the condom display and continued to walk past it to the magazines. I picked up the latest Sports Illustrated magazine, cruised back pass the condoms, quickly grabbed the red box of Trojans and headed to the exit. An older lady at the check out didn't raise an eyebrow, I paid for the condoms and magazine and left. Whew! My first condom purchase a success!

I stuffed the box under the seat of my car.

The next day at the pool Bev found a reason to walk pass me while I was working.

"Well?" She asked.

I nodded,

"Show me" was her response.

At my break I walked to my car, after a few minutes Bev followed me. She stopped at the car window peering in at the box of condoms. "That won't do,"she said. I looked back at her confused. Bev, at a whisper explained"Those are average size, don't you realize you are a XL or XXL?" Clueless I responded, "No, I never thought of my size."

"Go back and get the larger size and be at my house tomorrow at 9."

I just nodded.

At my second purchase I was more relaxed, took my time looking over my options and brands and sizes. Finding what I wanted I proceeded to the checkout where a girl my age was working. I slid the box of condoms down, she rang them up but couldn't refrain from grinning. I smiled, paid and left.

The next day I was at Bev's promptly at 9 with the box of condoms smashed in my back pocket.

Bev answered the door wearing a loose T-shirt and tight shorts. As soon as she closed the door she put her arms around my neck and kissed me. The first one sweet the second one laced with passion. She broke off the kiss and led me to the guest bedroom while explaining the direction of today's lesson," Foreplay, very important! Intimacy is about connecting with your partner. Taking the time to discover what turns her on, to ignite her passion. Enjoy each other's touch, caress her body, kiss her body, pay attention to her unspoken signals."