AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This is a pure fantasy series about the experiences of a middle-aged man schooling an
EIGHTEEN
year old girl in the ways of eros. Any similarities between the characters portrayed here and real people is purely coincidental. Hope you enjoy!
His Teen Consort -- Chapter 1
Jack had an arrangement with his wonderful wife. Ever since her accident had left her paraplegic and nearly paralyzed from the waist down she'd not been terribly interested in sex. She would give him oral pleasure every once in a while; but it was only because he practically begged. Being the loving wife, she agreed that he should have access to sexual satisfaction, and that she would allow it as long as his 'exploits' remained private. She preferred that they occur within their own home.
Two years after that agreement they took in a young teen who was both curious and impressionable, and who had an eye for Jack in particular. She was virginal in every way, having zero experience with sex of any kind, and no contact with sexual organs of either sex. Susanne had a discreet conversation with her, and suggested that she and Jack could 'get closer' if she wanted it. The girl was practically giddy with anticipation, as was Jack when Susanne made the suggestion.
Leslie was attractive, pretty while not quite beautiful, with a body that drove boys her age mad with hormone-driven lust. Long legs, perfectly firm breasts, and a derriere that made the simplest clothes sexy. When his wife suggested that he put his bedroom expertise to good use by training the girl, his erection was immediate. Then he realized what this meant and asked a lot of questions. How would this 'training' be carried out? Would she be open to uninhibited sex acts? Was there a form of contraception in place or were condoms needed? Were oral and anal acts a part of the curriculum? So many questions. All Susanne could tell him was that all the details were between him and Leslie, and that the girl seemed eager to 'try things' with him.
The first 'session' would be interesting. Susanne had made arrangements to be out of the house for the evening after first bringing Leslie over to the house. "Have fun you two." she said as she departed. "I'll be back about eleven." she added, locking the door behind her. Five hours should give them enough time for a first 'class'.
Jack sipped his bourbon while Leslie thumbed through the illustrated Kama Sutra. He and Susanne had decided that would be a good way to get her started, and it appeared to be working. She was next to him on the couch, getting closer each time she came upon a 'position' she found interesting. It didn't take much time before her thigh was pressed against his, her hand resting on his leg when it wasn't turning pages. The bourbon helped him maintain some level of control as his libido kept telling him to take this girl then and there.
She turned the last page and closed the book, placing it on the table and turning to him. "So... um... Mister Fa.."
"Jack." he said. "Call me Jack when we're here." he told her.
"Oh.. okay.. so Jack, lots of that stuff looked like it might be fun." Leslie began, squirming her backside on the sofa as her fingers gripped his leg. "But... um... I don't know... you know... anything... at all..."
Jack smiled. "Don't worry Leslie. I will do my best to show you what you want to know about... well..."
"Sex?" she finished his sentence.
"Yes, sex." Jack said. "So you've looked through the big book. Do you have any specific questions?" he asked her.
Leslie thought about it for a few moments. "Um... well yeah; but... um... what does it feel like?" she asked, unsure of the words to use. "I mean, you know.. an orgasm or whatever."
Jack chuckled. Perfect he thought. "That is a perfect place to start Leslie. I can show you how an orgasm feels and you don't really have to do anything." he replied. "Why don't you take your shirt and pants off and we can begin." he said, licking his lips out of necessity.
"Oh. Okay." she responded, standing up in front of him. She pulled her t-shirt up over her head revealing her pert boobs in a plain white bra, then quickly unfastened the waist snap on her jeans and unzipped the fly. She turned around to face away from him, thinking that was more modest...
Jack watched as she tugged the jeans down over her pantie-clad bottom, suppressing the desire to reach out and fondle the firm orbs of her butt. The jeans were tight enough that they took the panties down below her cheeks and she bent forward slightly to make that adjustment, giving him a very brief look at her wrinkled anal port before the panties were back in place. He would get there in time. Leslie stepped out of the jeans and turned to face him. Jack held up his hands. "Okay, that's enough for now. Why don't you come sit by me and let's work on our kissing." he told her.
Leslie laughed. "Kissing? Seriously? Why?"
"Oh my dear girl, kissing is a very important part of passion and lovemaking. Done right it can raise your passion in minutes. Do it wrong and it can end any chance of physical intimacy." Jack told her. He smiled at the puzzled look on her cute face. "Really sweetie."
She sat down next to him, allowing his arm to reach behind her shoulders. His lips nibbled at her forehead, her ears, and down to her neck. When they found hers she was ready, and a very nice extended kiss was enjoyed by both of them. Jack pulled back, noting that her eyes were closed - a good sign. "Nice?" he asked politely.
"Yes... very nice.." Leslie replied.
Their lips met again, and this time Jack introduced his tongue. It shocked her at first; but she caught on quickly and before too much time had passed the two were in a lusty embrace, their tongues dueling in a passionate oral dance. Jack found the clasp of her bra and opened it, giving his fingers access to the most perfect little titties he'd felt in a very long time. Her nipples responded instantly to his caress, growing stiff and sensitive as he pulled away from their kiss again.
"J-Jack.... I-I...." Leslie stammered.
"Relax sweetie. I'm just going to show you what a real orgasm feels like." Jack told her, lowering his head to nibble his way down her neck toward her breasts.
