Discovery Ch 02 3

The night before had blown my mind. A woman 14 years my senior had blown my mind. Only my second sexual partner but first by a wide margin in terms of quality.

I thought about it from the moment I woke up. While I was in the shower, my cock was raging as I thought about how everything had happened -- the aborted blow job, the amazing sex, the lesson.

I stopped the shower and began to towel off. It wasn't the easiest task because of my hard-on, but I figured I'd take care of that as soon as I got to my room. Just then there was a knock on the door and I heard the teacher's voice again.

"Can I come in for a moment?" she asked.

I opened the door a crack as an invitation and wrapped the towel around my waist, although there was no hiding what was pulsing beneath it. My towel stood nearly straight away from me and it was the first thing she noticed.

"Can I help you with that?" she said giggling.

After what had happened the night before, I was a bit more at ease. I was still the same nervous and shy guy I was the night before but the night had helped, at least with her. I assured her that I would be happy to let her help.

She tugged at my towel and it fell to the floor, exposing my hardness. She reached for it with one hand, grabbed it, and looked me straight in the eye.

"Since you've never had one before," the Teacher said, "I want to give you a proper blow job. And I want you to understand what you have and why it's so special."

She immediately dropped to her knees before me and took my cock in her mouth. I had no idea what she meant with her last words before she started, but at that point I didn't really care.

She expertly used her tongue and her mouth. She took more and more of it until I was almost completely in her mouth. She gagged a little and pulled off of it.

"I want to deep throat the whole thing," she said. "I've never been able to get one this big all the way down, but I want to do it for you."

In truth, I was already close to orgasm. Thankfully, she paused for a moment before trying again. When she did, I felt her totally engulf my shaft and then she giggled again and pulled off.

"I knew I could do it," she said. "But not for too long, your hairs tickled my nose."

With that, she went back to work licking the shaft and head, taking it in her mouth in measured depths. She moved slowly, but the build up I felt was intense.

I fidgeted and could feel myself raising up on my toes. I knew I was close and apparently she did too. She stopped and held my cock at the base like she had the night before, squeezing off my orgasm before I could have it.

"Now I want you to know in detail what you have here and why it's so special," the Teacher said. "This is at least the second-largest cock I have ever seen in my life, and I've seen quite a few. It might be the largest, it's definitely the thickest.

"You should know that if a girl isn't a virgin, when she sees your cock, she's going to become very excited. More importantly, she's going to let you do things to her that she wouldn't let other guys do."

The she taught me a lesson that I've kept with me and that now I absolutely believe to be true. She told me that every girl wants to let out their inner slut, but they can't do it for just anyone, or for just any cock.

When they release their inner slut, they want to make sure that it's going to be fulfilled and that it won't be a disappointing experience. She then told me that I have the kind of "tool" that will allow this with most any female.

She said it was up to me not to take advantage of the situations, not to take things for granted and to give these girls what they want, but only after they've said they want it. Then she said she wanted to give me an example and said what have become magic words.

"I'm your slut now," the Teacher said, much to my surprise.

"Whenever I'm here and the time is appropriate, you can tell me that you want a blow job and I will do it. You can tell me that you want to fuck me and I will be yours. And to prove to you that I am truly your slut, I'm going to give you a great gift now."

This was almost too much to handle for me. I was completely inexperienced. Until the night before I had never heard a girl talk like this. Now this older woman is kneeling before me with my cock in her face, telling me that she's my slut and basically giving herself over. The possibilities were engulfing my mind until she brought me back to the point at hand.

"What I'm going to let you do, most guys don't get to do to me or to anyone else. Almost all girls who see your cock will let you do this and it's a sign of respect. They will only do it for the right cock," the Teacher said. "I'm going to finish your blow job. You can hold my head in whatever way you like, even force it down your cock if you like. But this is the important part -- when you're ready to cum, I want you to pull out of my mouth and cum on my face. That will make me your slut."

With that, she started vigorously slurping my cock. Before I could even move my hands into position, I could feel that I was ready to cum. I pushed her head back, pulled it out and just as she said "cum on me," I shot streams of cum across her face.

When I was done, she told me to take a good look at her face. She said that she knew lots of women that would love to be in her position at that moment, that would love to see my big cock shooting cum on them. She was smiling and almost laughing. "They would be so jealous."

As she got up and started to wipe it off of her face, she told me that there would be lots of women in my life who would become their inner slut with me. It was just up to me to bring it out in them.