I stood at Mrs. Earle’s front door, school books in hand ( I didn’t want to appear to neighbours as anything but a student looking for extra help). She opened the door. I was so surprised to see her in a white cotton sleeveless top and blue jeans. Bare feet to boot.
“I’m so glad you came Shannon, I have so much to teach you!” and she pulled me into her foyer. Mrs. Earle took my books and put them on the boot box there. She turned, took me into her arms and kissed me. My arms hung stiffly at my side although my lips responded.
“Relax, hun. I won’t hurt you and we won’t do anything that you don’t want to.”
I smiled, physically shaking my arms to relax. Mrs. Earle laughed, took my hand, and led me through the house. We entered what was obviously the master bedroom; the bed was huge with four large corner posts. The spread was floral, as were three of the walls. The fourth wall had a door that led onto a balcony of some sort. There was something out there but I couldn’t make it out.
“Mrs. Earle, “ I started to say.
“Call me Doreen.”
“Doreen, I wanted to thank you for being so nice to me. You’re the first person to show any kindness…”
“Shannon,” she interrupted me, “I need you, I need to touch you, to make love to you. Don’t thank me till we’re through because you may change your mind and I don’t want you to regret anything.”
She kissed me, I responded. She touched me, I touched back. Before long we were standing in our underwear. Doreen’s was white satin, mine white cotton. She took my hands and placed it on her cups, the smooth material sliding under my palms. She squeezed my hands, thereby squeezing her breasts. I felt her nipples harden. She was sliding my bra straps off my shoulders and then pulled me towards her so that she could undo the hooks. My skin formed goosebumps as she touched my now naked breasts, teasing the soft caramel nipples into points.
I did the same with her bra and when we stood chest to chest, Doreen held her pink nipples against mine. I was surprised to find that her breasts were actually smaller. She was also about my height. Her skin was darker than my pale flesh and I suddenly realized that she had no tan lines. She must have read my mind because she stepped back and twirled around.
“You like? I sunbathe right out there. Very private. We can work on your tan later.”
“Oh, I don’t tan very well.”
She laughed, “So I see.”
“Do you tan, um,…”
“Everything darling!” she finished for me. “Take a look.”
Doreen gently pushed my shoulders down till I was kneeling in front of her. I hooked my fingers into waistline and wiggled them free. I knew I gasped out loud as not only had Mrs. Earle not have any tan lines, she didn’t have any pubic hair!
“Do you like it?” she asked, knowing what I was staring at.
“I don’t know, I haven’t seen too many with hair let alone naked.”
She laughed at my response, falling down till we were on our knees, kissing and hugging. “Touch me.” She whispers in my hand goes between us, down to her naked crotch. My fingers slide over smooth skin and find moist cunt lips waiting for me. Doreen moans as I touch her, explore her. She’s kissing me, tongues wrestling while my fingers open her up.
“Enough!” she gasps, struggling to her feet. “Come to me my virgin lover.” And she crawls up onto the bed. I follow her till I’m laying on top, kissing, nibbling her neck, collar bone and then down to her hard pink nipples. Her back arches, pushing her hips up against me, filling my mouth with her tit. Her hands are in my hair, pulling me against her.
“Oh God Shannon, I am so excited, I know I’m going to cum the minute you touch me.”
Lower I crawl, past her navel. But I pause, lift my head. “I’ve never done this before.”
