From LadyHawke to Hawk Tuah.
An 18yo girl receives sexual advice from older girls.
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A short contribution to the "Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2024." Please remember to vote for the OTHER tales of this Event if you didn't like mine. All the characters are adults.
English is not my native language, please forgive my mistakes.###
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Chapter 1: "OMG, Isabelle! Your blowjob is always amazing! But how did you learn these tricks?"
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I had cum down Isabelle's throat, and I was in classic Post-Nuts Clarity.
The thought runs faster after the penis has ejaculated.
While she swallowed it all, with self-sacrifice and spirit of service (servicing with a smile, have a good day), I had been thunderstruck by the thought that perhaps my virginal girlfriend had learned to give head so well, from some unknown man.
I know some candaulists would be excited by that thought, but I was not. "No-cuckolding" is the first pillar of my life.
Without thinking, I proclaim those words aloud.
"OMG, Isabelle! Your blowjob is always amazing! But how did you learn these tricks?"
I was too weak at that moment to give a suspicious or polite intonation. I just mumbled.
She swallowed with one last noisy swallow, then smiled as the tip of her tongue searched the contours of her lips for a few exiled or fugitive drops. She always wanted to be sure she had captured all my sperm.
With a note of joy, she said, "Honey, you are suspicious! My teachers were two girls, don't worry. It was the national Nude Day holiday, and I was in Nashville at the home of my two cousins Janine and Karen."
Amidst the babbling, I muttered, "Nashville, Tennessee." Then I listened without interrupting.
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Chapter Two. How My Family Celebrates "Nude Day" in Nashville, Tennessee.
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[POV of Isabelle confessing to boyfriend.]
Before I turned 18, I was a shy girl raised in a very bigoted Catholic family. My father never mentioned things like "romance" or "boyfriends," and my mother was so puritanical that it was the teachers at school who taught me what tampons were.
I won't say I was in a Stephen King "Carrie"-type situation, but almost.
I was reading many novels but on a very allusive level. The Princess is a prisoner of the privateers, but no one touched her, then on the last page the captain asks her for a kiss, she consents, and they live happily ever after.
Just so you know: half of my T-shirts had the face of a Disney princess printed on them, and not one of those modern nymphomaniacs like Jasmine seducing Jafar half-naked, or Belle who would be willing to practice unnatural sex with Beast in his wild form!
No, my favorites were Snow White and Aurora. One love kiss and nothing else.
My favorite movie was "Ladyhawke," a very old movie from many years ago. Mind you, it had Matthew Broderick playing a little boy! In the cast appeared Rutger Hauer, who looked so handsome to me, and the gorgeous Michelle Pfeiffer. Her character had the same name as me, Isabelle.
Since it is a very old movie, I will tell you the plot without fear of spoiling anything.
Because of a curse, the two lovers are separated all the time. During the daylight hours, he is a knight accompanied by a Falcon. During the hours of night darkness, she is a beautiful lady, while he turns into a huge black wolf.
Because of the curse, they could never embrace each other!
Oh!
I loved this when I was young! The two lovers who were united with their two souls, but unable to unite with their two bodies!
Oh, tsk, tks! You don't dare flaunt that perverted face. I know what you're thinking: many white women get penetrated by the penis of their huge pet dog, and many white men stick their penises into the cloaca of chickens, geese and Hawks.
Well, no.
None of that.
We were in the backyard of my aunt's house in the rural countryside around Nashville.
There were four of us. Me, my aunt's two daughters, Janine and Karen, and my cousin Cletus. Yes, I know it sounds stereotypical. But he looked more like the Rabbit from "Bianca & Bernie the Rescuers" (1977). Cletus also had a squinty eye, always seemed to be high on hash, and had as a talisman a pint of clay that we don't know what it contained. 24 yo, Cletus was tall but clumsy, with arms that were too long and a body that was too skinny. Besides, he was my cousin; I didn't think of him that way.
Cletus was naked together with us, but he was harmless, with a flaccid penis. I guess his mind was distracted by hashish fumes.
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While Cletus slept naked without even looking at us, I chatted with my two female cousins.
Janine and Karen, are both in their early 20s. Two rural women, not virgins but certainly far more naive than those kinky urban sluts: or so I thought!
I was narrating the last novel I had read: some Sorceress turned assassin, bound by a curse that compels her to obey her father, even to the point of high treason. When her father commanded his daughter to eliminate the future emperor, she failed (because she was attracted to his pure, flawless style). And, sorry but it's important, the archduke was a hero without blemish, like Aragorn or Faramir..."
My cousin Karen interrupted, in a bored voice.
"Tolkien?
Seriously?
I thought you were 18 by now, Isabelle!
Have you ever done a blowjob?"
I blushed and confessed that I had never done one.
The two girls looked at each other and then said they would teach me everything.
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Chapter 3. Give Him That "HAWK TUAH"
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I asked, "But doesn't it suck to take it in the mouth?"
"It sucks only if the male has not washed himself with soap. Of course, if you only read novels about barbarians, privateers, and elves in the mud, soap will be very rare. But even the pussy might smell bad if not washed properly.
However, you see, here we have Cletus Deadeye, who despite his addiction to 420, is a very clean person. He keeps his pubic hair trimmed, because he claims that that way it resembles the penises you see in porn movies. And if you smell it, you can see that it doesn't smell, because Cletus washes properly."
"Okay..."
"The tricks to a perfect blowjob are, essentially, three.
Enunciated by the most famous generals of the American Revolution of 1776, and still valid today.
(a) Ambush the enemy army from behind.
