It was the end of May and just two weeks since my eighteenth birthday. I was visiting and staying with Sue my favourite godmother (I have two). I have always got along well with Sue and relied upon her as a friend and confidant, even though she is seventeen years older than me. At this time I was going out with Tony, a college friend who was six months older than me. I had been talking with Sue and was complaining that my mother wouldn't let Tony stay overnight at our house. I couldn't stay at his because he shared a room with his sixteen year-old kid brother. Sue quite openly asked if I was having sex with Tony and I admitted that we had done it a few times whilst my mum was out of the house. I told Sue that I felt Tony was becoming a little frustrated with this and I felt he might decide to find someone else.
Sue asked if I felt as though Tony would ever become my husband. I told her I couldn't see it. Sue then informed me that she had a philosophy that 'making love' was when you were having sex with the person that you had committed to for a lasting relationship and 'fucking' was something you did for enjoyment. She suggested that at my age I should be indulging in the 'latter' rather than the 'former'. She also said that 'fucking' was something that could be indulged in and enjoyed even after finding the person you would be 'making love' to. She said that in a lasting relationship there may be things that one partner or the other may not want to do, and wouldn't do out of respect but added that by 'fucking' this could be fulfilled elsewhere.
Sue is married to Dave and they always appear happy in each others company. I asked Sue if she was involved in 'fucking' and she told me she was. I then told her that I would feel rather nervous in such a situation. She said that it becomes more comfortable with experience. Sue asked how much experience I had had and I answered that Tony was my first and only one. She said that I needed to gain some experience especially before going to university in October. She said I needed to find some more enjoyment at home with someone other than Tony. I told her that that would be difficult coming from a small village as I did and I might get the wrong sort of reputation amongst the boys. Sue said it didn't have to be 'boys' and I could and perhaps should consider someone older. Again I said it would be difficult within the village.
Sue sat quietly for a moment then smiled. "You asked me earlier if I was involved in fucking and I told you I was" she said adding "One of the gentlemen I'm currently seeing is Idris, a considerate and very experienced married man, I'm sure if I asked him he would enjoy passing on some of his experience and knowledge to you. Would you like me to approach him for you?"
I was completely taken aback by Sue's frankness and suggestion. Sue could see I was shocked, "Idris is a very charming and good looking man. He is thirty-nine years old and has a gentle manner and would in my opinion be an excellent tutor for you."
"Sue would you be with me when I met him?" I enquired.
"Of course I would, I wouldn't leave you on your own. If I phone now I'll catch him whilst his wife is out, would you like me to?" replied Sue.
"Yes please" I quietly answered.
With that Sue left the lounge to go into the kitchen to use the phone. She was gone a little while but returned sporting a large grin. "I'm sorry to have been so long but I had to convince Idris I wasn't joking. He thinks it's a lovely idea, is glad I thought of him and is looking forward to meeting you."
"When?" I asked.
"He will meet us for coffee at the Tate Gallery tomorrow morning."
During the afternoon Sue quizzed me a little more on my experience.
That night I found it difficult to sleep thinking of what might transpire the next day.
The following morning we were both up before Dave set off for work. "So what have you two got planned for today then," said Dave as he drank his tea.
"Were going into town to visit some galleries, probably starting at The Tate," said Sue.
"Off on one of your 'willy' watching trips again. She only goes to look at the males naughty bits," said Dave.
"Have a good day," shouted Dave as the front door closed behind him.
"We'd best get ourselves ready. We don't want to be late for Idris," said Sue.
We both got showered and dressed and left the house for the tube station for our journey across London. I must admit I had feelings of nervousness and excitement, which increased as we approached our destination. We arrived at The Tate at about ten-thirty and made our way to the coffee bar and ordered our cappuccinos. I sipped mine whilst anxiously looking around me. "Don't be worried, everything will be fine," Sue said reassuringly.
Soon a smart looking, very attractive gentleman approached our table. "Good morning Sue, and I assume this must be Sammy," he said as he took a seat at our table.
"Good morning. Idris meet Sammy, Sammy meet Idris," replied Sue as she introduced us.
Idris complemented us on how well we looked and told us he was looking forward to our assignation. He told Sue that he had booked the usual suite. He was going to go on ahead and that we should follow in about fifteen minutes. On our arrival at the hotel he wanted me to go to his room first as he wanted to speak to me alone. He would then call Sue on her mobile to come and join us.
We did as we were requested on entering the hotel. I went alone up to the third floor feeling excited and apprehensive in the lift. I knocked on room 319 and Idris answered the door. He invited me in and was very polite with a gentle manner. I sat in an armchair and Idris sat opposite me on a settee. He was the first to speak "Sammy I wanted to talk to you alone so that we can have an understanding between us. You know that you are here so that I can tutor you in aspects of sex that you are as yet unfamiliar with. This will mean that you are to be fucked by me. Having now met you I am looking forward immensely to instructing you, with Sue's assistance and to indulge in fucking both of you. I will take things slowly and I can assure you that no! means no! and if you feel uncomfortable with anything you don't have to proceed, no one will be offended. You are here to learn and to enjoy yourself and I hope that I can deliver a little education and some associated pleasure. I hope I have explained the position clearly to you and have put you at ease but I need to know how you feel and would like your agreement to our session."
" I am a little nervous but what you have said does reassure me. I want to learn and having spoken with Sue and now having met you I am more than happy to progress with the session and look forward to being fucked." I replied and agreed.
"Good," said Idris taking out his mobile phone. He dialled and then invited Sue up to join us.
Sue sat next to Idris on the settee and we indulged in some idle cit-chat. Idris was slowly stroking Sue during this squeezing her breasts and letting his hand wander up her thigh and under her skirt. "I think Sammy and I should see a little more of you," said Idris and taking Sue's hand he helped her to her feet. He stood behind her and slowly lowered the zip and unfastened the button at the back of her skirt. He lowered the skirt to the floor and Sue stepped out of it. He then lifted her top over her head revealing that she was wearing a pink bra, matching panties and a white suspender belt holding up white stockings. "Your turn next Sammy," said Idris as he approached me, took my hand and stood me up.