There was a man, who in the beginning I didn't care much for, but that changed. We met when I was younger and somewhat naive, he was in his early 30's, and very assured of himself. He was my first teacher in life's surprises and pleasures.
As the days passed we spent more and more time together I began to have a more open mind to everything. I was a young woman who had just turned 18, and gotten my nipple pierced on a dare, and for my birthday he had given me the oddest present that I had ever received. It was a book with a weathered leather cover, but no title on it.
I thanked him for it even though I didn't know what it was, so I skimmed its contents for a title. It was full of pictures and diagrams, with paragraphs of explanation. As I skimmed the sexually explicit pictures I could hear my pulse in my ears and I knew that I had started to breath faster.
He watched my reaction closely, and when I looked at him he gave me an explanation that made my toes curl. It was the Kama Sutra and he had given it to me so that I could learn all of its secrets and than use them in the future. He figured with my new open-minded approach to things, I would enjoy the book.
I asked him if he wanted to be the first person that I tried my new knowledge on. He ran his hand over my nipple ring, and leaned forward to whisper in my ear that if that was what I wanted he would love to be of any teaching experience. I shivered, and he noticed, he ran his hand over my nipple again, a little harder, pressing. He told me to read it and he would answer any questions, tomorrow, that I had. If I needed him tonight I had his number. He leaned forward and kissed me, his tongue in my mouth made me burn, my only instinct was to suck on it in a rhythmic motion. He took my hand and placed it on his hard cock through his pants and pulled back to whisper in my ear. He told me that I was a quick study, just feel his reaction. He kissed my earlobe, and left.
I took refuge in my room, lying on my bed, reading the book. The pictures in the book made my nipples pucker and I was dripping with wetness. I came across the pages on masturbation, and ultra pleasuring. I was confused. It spoke of a pressure point near my clit. I felt around for a while, but was unable to find it, though I did find that if I pinched my clit a little, the pleasure was great. I saw that it was two in the morning, but I wouldn't be able to sleep unless I knew the answer to my question. The book gave directions on how to find it, but I was having problems.
I decided to phone him, he had given me his cell number so I phoned it. I told him how I had been trying to find this spot and I needed help. While I was asking I didn't really realize what I was doing to him. I had lived a fairly sheltered life, private all girls school and everything. I told him how I had been feeling around for it, but before I could finish, he told me that he would be over in less than five minutes. He hung up.
I was sitting on my bed, in a baby-doll night gown, still wet, with no underwear, when there was a knock on the door.
It was at this point that I was glad that my parents weren't going to be home for a week...
I grabbed the big, white fluffy bathrobe on the back of the door, and walked to answer it. I knew that it would be him, I got hot just thinking about it. I was still wet and it only seemed to be getting worse.
I opened the door, invited him in and took him to my room, to the book. I jumped on my bed, and ended up bouncing on my back for a minute...he took a seat at the near-by desk. I lay there for a while, but than I sat up and gave him the book, open to the pleasuring section. It was at this point that I was unsure of how he was going to help me. I had started to realize that I could do things that caused him to react, and I figured that if I sat there and spread my tanned legs and started fingering the honey colored thatch at the apex of my thighs, I might cause him to react, but I didn't have any other plans.
He stood up and told me to take off the robe, and I shivered with the thought that I was wearing nothing but my baby-doll nightgown with no panties. I slid the robe from my shoulders and stood in front of him, the hem of the skirt just barely brushed the tops of my thighs, barely hiding my wet pussy. He told me to lie on the bed. I lay back, but instead of joining me, he went and got the stand up mirror that I had in my room. He sat it at the end of the bed so that I could see my reflection.
He came and sat down behind me and pulled me into his lap. I could feel the heat of his hard cock through his jeans pressed against my wet pussy. He lifted the hem of the skirt so that in the mirror you could see everything. He pulled my knees up to my chest so that there was more to see.
He told me to watch the mirror, and watch where he moved his hands... I could look nowhere else. He took his fingers and parted my lips bearing more of me to the mirror. He found my clit, and he played with it for a moment... he pinched lightly and plucked, and rubbed it in circular motions. I rubbed my ass against the hardness in the front of his jeans, the friction felt so good. My eyes started to close with the pleasure, but he nipped my ear to open them and he told me to keep watching... It was soo erotic to sit there and see his hands playing with me, and feeling them at the same time...
He moved from my clit to the opening of my vagina... I was embarrassed to feel that I was so wet, I thought that he might find it gross, but it only seemed to excite him. He rubbed his fingers around the opening... He slid first one, than two fingers inside, and I clenched around them, hard, in rythmic spasms... He whispered things in my ear that made me hot..I was so tight, so wet, it turned him on...
I was bucking against his hand and back against his crotch, it was exquisite torture.
I told him that something felt like it was pulling deep inside me... He slowed what he was doing, and told me to go with it, but not yet, he had to show me the one spot that I was looking for. He continued to wards my anus...but he paused on the strip of flesh between my anus and opening... About half way between he started to rub...
