Zach and Lila Tae a Trip

This story is a continuation of a prior installment you may want to read. As the foreword to that story says, this series is about a man, 19, and woman, 20, exploring their sexuality together at college, with Lila, the more experienced, leading Zach along the path of sexual discovery. This installment picks up where the last one ended with Zach and Lila left with quite a bit to talk about. All characters in this story are over 18.

So Zach and Lila had just done it. Their first time. Zach's first time to fuck a woman.

They needed to talk now. That was crystal clear. With Lila positioned next to Zach again, one leg snuggling his, the other with her foot flat on the bed, her crotch was again opened for Zach's inspection. And inspect he did as the conversation began.

"Holy shit on a shingle, Lila! What the fuck just happened?"

"I believe you were inside me, Z, and we both came. It's called fucking. It's what men and women do. A hard cock gets inside a wet pussy. Things happen."

"But why now, I mean? This is the hottest shit that ever happened to me. Why'd we wait so long?"

"Well, there was the little matter of you telling everyone you're gay, Zach. You know me - I let friends be who they are. If you're gay, you're gay. I love you any way you come."

"I just didn't know! I had no fucking idea it could feel this amazing, L. I'm feeling like I may need to walk out to the car now and smoke one of those cigarettes you like to watch me play with."

"You do that, Z, and you'd better pull some shorts on. The last thing we want is for this vacation to start with you arrested for public exposure."

Lila knew that Zach was teasing. He gave up smoking when he came to college. She knew he played his macho farm-boy game to amuse her. To get her thinking sexy thoughts about him. She knew that he intended to stay next to her in bed. He couldn't take his eyes off the pussy he'd just been inside. His cock, which was hard again, couldn't get enough of studying the cunt it had just been inside, with the cum it had just shot inside starting to trickle out down to Lila's ass.

Lila knew this as well: if they were going to continue what they'd started - and she sure as hell wanted it to continue - she had to take the lead. Zach was going to need lessons in this new heterosexual lifestyle. Lila knew

a lot

more about sex. She could write a book about it. Lila knew a lot about all the hot things men and women can do together. Zach had been a total virgin until tonight. When it came to straight sex, that is. Zach had catching up to do.

Lila also knew that Zach's sex education before college had been crap. In the rural corner of Virginia where his family farmed, public schools pretended sex didn't exist. Her background growing up in an affluent suburb outside D.C. had been worlds away from that. The exclusive private schools Lila had gone to had given her the best education in every area imaginable.

Lila knew that the limited sex education Zach had gotten before heading to college came mostly from one talk his dad had given him. Zach had told her about this. When he'd turned 18 and decided to head to Podunk, his dad decided it was time to have "the talk" with him.

Lila had met Zach's parents when he and she arrived at Podunk. Zach and his dad were like mirror images of each other. One older, one younger. Both were tall, clean-limbed, muscular men, handsome. The kind of self-confident manly men Lila liked. The sexy big hands Lila admired in Zach's case had come from his dad. Hands made to handle farm machinery and do farm work. And, as Lila had long fantasized, to do things to her, too.

As the oldest son and oldest kid in the family who looked just like his dad, Zach had a special connection to him. Zach learned what it meant to be a man by observing his father, working with him. He had learned how to work on the farm by watching his dad work and helping him. He learned how a man carries himself and acts from watching his dad. From imitating him.

It was Zach's dad who introduced him to smoking. That's why the macho farm-boy game Zach liked playing with Lila, pretending to smoke a cigarette when he drove his old beater car, meant so much to him, Lila realized. After they'd finished milking in the evening, Zach's dad liked to sit with him in the barn and talk. There were two big old plastic paint buckets turned upside down across from the cows' stalls. They'd sit on these and relax and talk after the milking was done.

Shooting the shit, his dad called it. He told Zach guys need that kind of time. Time to shoot the shit with each other. Guy time. Guys need to take time to be with other guys sometimes, his dad told Zach.

One evening when they sat talking, Zach's dad asked him, "How about we have a cigarette together?" This was when Zach first started smoking. His dad kept a pack of cigarettes in the barn. That was the only place around the farm he ever smoked. Zach's mom didn't like his dad smoking. She knew that he sneaked cigarettes in the barn. She knew he smoked when he went to town and had some beers with his buddies. She pretended not to know. "Men need to be men sometimes," she told herself. "Nagging's not going to help."

Zach smoking with his dad while they shot the shit together, this was a male-bonding ritual that was important to his dad. Zach understood that. He'd taken classes in college that talked about that stuff. Guys used male-bonding rituals to introduce each other to masculine norms of behavior. Dads used them to teach sons how to be men. Zach had studied this in a psychology class.

"Don't let your mom know I'm giving you cigarettes, Zach," his dad said. "This is between us men. What she doesn't know won't hurt her. No need for her to find out you've started smoking now that you're a man."

Zach enjoyed the heck out of sitting with his dad on those overturned paint buckets, smoking and talking, legs spread wide, hands held down between them. Zach learned to imitate the way his dad held his cigarette as they sat smoking together. Between the thumb and the next two fingers. How a man holds his cigarette.

It was after those shoot the shit sessions had been going on for a while that his dad decided to have that facts-of-life talk with him one evening as they sat talking and smoking after Zach had turned 18 and made plans to go to college.

"Son," his dad began, "I don't know how much you've been told about the facts of life. Your mom and I had a talk and she thinks with you heading off to school this fall, I need to sit down and discuss some things with you."

"I know that guys talk. You've probably heard a lot of what I'm going to tell you. But there are some things I want you to know for sure. The first is, when you meet a woman that really gets you going, your pecker's going to get hard. But just because you have a hard pecker doesn't mean you need to have sex. No way you can go around having sex with every woman who gets your dick interested. The most important thing I want to tell you is, don't put that hard pecker inside a woman unless you're ready to marry her. And use protection when you do."

Zach understood that in the world his dad inhabited, there was no sex except between a man and a woman. That's just how it was. He didn't mean to put down anyone who was different. His world was small and he didn't think about other possibilities. Because Zach was younger and the bigger world had changed, he knew those other possibilities existed, and he was fine with them. But he also understood why his dad talked the way he did. He was reflecting how his community thought and acted and he wanted Zach to fit into that world.

"You've probably heard other guys shooting the shit about sex. I want you to know some words they're going to use so you won't be out of the loop when you're talking with them. They'll talk about your pecker as a cock, a dick, a pussy pleaser, maybe other words, and they'll call a woman's vagina a pussy, kitty, box, or cunt. Plenty of other words for that, too."

"They'll talk about fucking or screwing, and they'll say that when a man's cock gets worked up in a woman's cunt, it cums or shoots its load. You might have had that happen to you already, having your pecker get worked up and shooting. I want you to know it's normal. Guys play with themselves sometimes to make that happen. They call it jacking off or jerking off or beating off. You'll hear all those terms. Just about every guy around does that, and if he says he doesn't, he's probably lying."

"I want you to know that women love sex as much as men do, son. If you've gotten the idea it's something only men enjoy, you've gotten the wrong idea. Women play with their pussies just like men play with their cocks. They play with their cunts to make them cum. Women get the same pleasure from sex that men do. Don't let anyone tell you any different."

As he listened, Zach wondered how his father knew all this stuff. Not that he was really surprised. He had seen indicators that his dad kept his mom well fucked. They had six kids after all. One time not long before his dad sat him down to have this talk, as Zach came into the house from the back door and looked into the kitchen, he could have sworn he caught his dad with his cock in his mom while she stood at the stove.

His mom's skirt looked hiked up in back and his dad was up against her thrusting. When he caught sight of Zach out of the corner of his eye, he quickly stepped away. He seemed to adjust himself, his pants, before he headed back to the barn. As Zach's dad stepped away, his mom's skirt fell back into place. When Zach walked into the kitchen, his mom looked flustered. Her face and throat were flushed red. Zach was pretty sure he caught them fucking. This made him think about how they maybe fucked a whole lot more in a lot more places than he realized. Even if they were middle-aged pillars of their local church.

It could well have been that his dad and mom decided Zach needed his dad to have the sex talk with him after what he'd seen that day in the kitchen. Zach could picture his mom and dad talking together and deciding it was time for him to know more about sex, now that he was 18 and heading to college. And after he'd seen what he'd seen going on in the kitchen.

So, yeah, that was the story Zach had told Lila about his dad's sex education talk with him. And after what had just happened between Zach and her, Lila knew she had to expand his education, if they were going to continue what they'd just started. That's what she decided to initiate now.

"I've got a proposal for you, Zach," Lila began. "I know what just happened is new to you. Maybe you're feeling like you have a lot to learn now about women. What I'm proposing is to give you some lessons on that subject. If you want that, of course?"

Zach didn't take even a minute to think before he blurted out, "Fuck yeah, Lila, I think you know me enough to know my answer! You're offering to give me a sex ed course if I'm hearing you right. You better believe I want to take that course with you."

"Okay, if you're down with it, Z, here's where we're going to start. While we've been talking, I've watched how your eyes have been glued to this pussy you were just inside. And don't think I haven't noticed how your cock got hard again while you studied her, how it's been twitching and leaking precum. You need to learn more about what makes women tick. What would you say to starting our class with a lesson called Pussy 101?"

It took all Lila could do not to laugh at how Zach's eyes got as big as saucers when she made that proposal. He nodded silently like a little boy being offered a lifetime supply of candy.

"This is going to be hands-on learning, Zach," Lila continued. "You'll learn by doing. You're going take those sexy big fingers of yours and study this pussy as I show you how she works, what turns her on, where and how to please her with your fingers and later your tongue. This first lesson is going to focus on fingering. We'll get to cunnilingus or Pussy Eating 101 later. Okay?"

"Fuck, Lila," Zach groaned in response. "You're killing me here."

"I'm going to spread my cunt open now for you to study, Zach," Lila said. "You've already been inside it, but we didn't take time for you to get to know it. Now's the time. This first lesson will be maybe more talky than sex is when you get the hang of it. But the talking is necessary as you get started in learning about me and other women. So here goes."

Spreading her swollen red labia open, exposing her vaginal hole, Lila took Zach's fingers and began tracing her lips, both outer and inner ones, with them, telling him that he needed to get a feel for the different parts of a pussy. Every part of a woman's pussy enjoys being played with, fingered, and licked, Lila explained. But every woman is different, and he'd need to pay attention to each woman he fucked, to learn how they responded, what turned them on, if he wanted to be a good lover. As Lila also told him while he traced her lips tantalizingly ­with his fingertips - he seemed to know instinctively to start his exploration of an aroused pussy with a teasing feather touch ­- sex doesn't usually start here. Women want to be kissed, caressed all over slowly and sensuously, before the foreplay gets to the genital level.

"Notice my outer and inner lips, Zach. It feels good when a lover teases both areas, licks and sucks them. At the top here is my clit. You can see that it's telling you how excited I already am by how it's standing out. This is the crown jewel, the place that feels best of all when it's rubbed or licked and sucked. It's like the head of your cock. It has the most nerve endings of any part of a woman's genitals, and most women can't cum without their clit being stimulated."

"You probably know all this already. Though I fucking love having my clit toyed with, we're going to set her aside for this first lesson. We'll get to her soon, I promise."

"Now I want you to take your fingertips and slowly trace from my clit - that feels so fucking good when you brush across her, Zach! - down my slit to my opening here. Can you feel how wet I already am? Some of that is the cum you shot earlier, but most of it's me. Your fingers are getting me really hot. For a lot of women, and I'm one of them, the cunt opening is another really sensitive area. I like to have it teased, to have a guy breathe on it before he starts to finger just the entrance, outside and inside. That really revs me up."

As Lila talked, Zach's fingers followed her words, and in no time at all, she was arching her back as he toyed with her vaginal hole, using his fingertip to spread her lubrication mixed with some of his cum from earlier around the entrance. Zach could see how this kind of attention to Lila's horny cunt was really driving her wild.

"Now take that big fingertip and slowly move around just the inside of my opening, Zach. Oh, fuck, that's good! Go slow. Tease me! I love that. I'm going to love it even more when you do the same thing with that big head of your cock in a minute."

"Now I want you to take that finger and slowly finger me inside. Move it slowly inside like it's your dick going into my cunt. Go back and forth ­­- yeah, just like that! - and as you do that, crook that finger up and feel the top of my tight tunnel. Can you feel that little rough area, a little bump, there? That's it! You're sure you've never done this before, Z? That's my G-spot. It's super sensitive. It's an interior part of the clitoris, and if you really want to get a woman off by fingering her, you need to pay attention to it."

"How did you know to add that second finger, Zach? You're a pro at this. Curl that one up, too, and use both of them to give attention to that sweet spot. I really love what you're doing to that pussy right now. Can you feel how wet I'm getting? I've wanted those big fingers of yours exploring down there for a long time now. They have that pussy really wanting to be fucked."

"Let's see about replacing your fingers with that beautiful thick dick I see standing at attention and straining for action while you're fingering me. That okay with you, Zach?"

But before he could answer, Zach had taken the initiative and jumped ahead to the pussy-eating lesson that was scheduled for later. He'd replaced his fingers with his tongue, making Lila gasp with pleasure. He was a horny young guy after all, ready for his first taste of pussy. He'd been crazy to taste that oozing cunt he'd been smelling. Its aroma alreadyhad him hooked like a drug. He could smell and eat pussy every day of his life, he now knew, and not have enough. Deciding he was gay? That had clearly been a big miscalculation. As he was learning and Lila along with him to her delight, pleasing an excited pussy came natural to him. He was as talented at eating a cunt as at fingering one. Even if some of the juice he was lapping now was his own cum, Lila's secretions were the best thing he'd ever tasted.

Then as Lila lay back groaning with pleasure, Zach moved to get on top of her and quickly slid his eager cock into her hungry hot hole and began to fuck it. Missionary was just right for their first real fuck. Lila and Zach loved watching the expressions of pleasure on each other's face as his strutted thick tool plundered her voracious cunt for the first time. This was their first real fuck, they both were thinking, since the previous time, as a first-time happening, had ended with Zach cumming immediately.

And then things got even hotter.