(This story picks up directly from part one after Nurse Silvia gives young Ethan his first prostate exam and the couple decide to pursue a relationship together. Apologize if it seems too long. Hard to stop once I get on a roll.)
As Silvia dismounted him and started cleaning up, Ethan remained on the floor staring up at her, admiring her form as she moved about.
She was gorgeous, he thought. Roughly 5'6" in height but slender in physique, weighing in around 110 pounds by his estimation. She had long, wavy, jet black hair framing a beautiful, oval shaped face with big, pretty, brown eyes and curvy, red lips.
Originally, he believed her to be in her late thirties but she shared during his exam that she was actually a decade older. Her toned muscles highlighted a woman who took great care of herself. While he never thought of himself as a 'breast man,' he couldn't help but appreciate the balance hers had in proportion to the rest of her figure. Perhaps 34B in size, he figured, they were exceptionally firm and perky which he very much liked.
For a brief moment, he asked himself if this had all been part of some wild dream. He had only met her two hours ago when she offered to perform his physical examination. He knew guys dreamt of fucking hot nurses under circumstances like these and not only had he done it, but they were about to do it regularly. It was all just too good to be true.
Silvia noticed his pondering at this moment, still on the floor and looked down at him with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong? You have an odd look on your face."
As he struggled to find the right words, she added, "And be completely honest. I don't like sugar coating. Tell me what your thinking, Ethan. Are you having second thoughts on our starting a dating relationship?"
"No! Absolutely not, Silvia! It's just that at first, I found myself wondering if this was all some sort of crazy dream. I mean, you're perfect. Too good to be true. But then, I starting thinking that soon, you'd realize you can do so much better than a guy like me. As you know from the stories I've shared, I don't have a lot of experience with the ladies so I'm worried that you'll get bored of me before long or I'll do or say something to ruin it all."
Silvia processed his concerns and knew then that her biggest hurdle with this guy was likely to be his apparent lack of self esteem. She'd always had a yearning for young guys and all had required great effort to mold them to suit her tastes but unlike her past boyfriends, she was beginning to realize that she'd have to employ different techniques to get Ethan where she wanted him to be. Finally accepting this, she decided she was up to the challenge.
Smiling, she helped him to his feet, wrapped her arms around him and said, "Ahh, so that's it, then? I appreciate you being honest and direct about your feelings, Ethan. Don't ever change that but you need to put those kinds of negative thoughts out of your mind. I picked you for a reason. I know exactly what I want and I think you'll do nicely. Sex is very important to me. I actually prefer that you're inexperienced because then I can turn you into the kind of man I want to fuck. What I want most from you however, is enthusiasm to learn and a desire to please me. Do you have those things?"
Ethan kissed her passionately, rather clumsily, and grabbed her ass before pulling back to answer. "I want to please you more than anything, Silvia. You're not like any woman I've ever met and I'll do whatever it takes to keep this going. Please teach me how to make you happy. I want to learn everything from you."
Silvia was satisfied with the response. Hours into their new relationship, Ethan was already demonstrating that he could overcome his deficiencies and was open to whatever she wanted him to learn. He may not know much about making love, or making out for that matter, but if his heart was in the right place, he would learn and teaching him could be fun.
"Nice recovery. Confidence like that is sexy. That's lesson number one. I may prefer to be in charge but I still want you to be strong and confident. Bury your anxieties and I promise to teach you everything. Just follow my lead in our relationship and you'll want for nothing. If you take to learning like I think you will, we have years of fun to look forward to. With you as my boyfriend, but more importantly, my little fucktoy."
Reaching down, she took hold of his package and added, "Unlike the other women you've known in your life, I'll make sure this is never neglected. Now come on. Get cleaned up and dressed. I'm hungry."
All of the worries and doubts that were building within him fell away in those few minutes. Silvia knew what she was getting into, he realized, and accepted whatever shortcomings he might have as a lover, provided he was willing to submit to her and embrace her lessons fully.
Ethan reflected that mere hours earlier, he was actually considering crawling back to Rebecca, the woman he had been seeing, to become her and her husband's sissy plaything. An object to be regularly humiliated for their amusement. Silvia certainly wanted him as her plaything too but she was willing to give as much as she took. Maybe even give more than she took. All he had to do was give in to her authority and go along for the ride. He'd already made that decision and now he was about to learn how wild and exciting the ride really was.
Once outside, Silvia locked up and suggested they take her vehicle to the restaurant which was only a short distance away. On the way over, she questioned him about his job and living arrangements. Not so much because she was interested, but more to make him comfortable and relaxed. Parking at the back of the lot, she looked down and saw that he was hard again. She couldn't blame him, she thought, since the poor guy had been seriously neglected for far too long.
Reaching over, she pinched his dick and asked, "Ethan, are you hard again?"
He felt slightly embarrassed at first but reminded himself she had already mentioned twice that she didn't like shyness. Hoping she might do something about it, he proudly stated, "I'm hard as a rock, Silvia. You do that to me."
Silvia had a mind to tease him and make him wait. After all, if he was going to learn self control, she couldn't suck him dry every time he had an erection. But, as she considered that self-assuredness was what she wanted to bolster most in him, she knew rewarding his boldness might be the better lesson than one of denial.
To ensure he really understood the message, she poured it on thick. "Poor guy. How can I possibly ignore such obvious need? You've been neglected for way too long. Lean your seat back and whip it out so I can satisfy you, Baby."
Doing as he was told, she leaned over to taste him. Giving his shaft a long lick from base to tip, she softly said, "Don't hold back, I want to feel your spray on the back of my tongue."
Ethan was delighted to feel her warm, wet mouth for the second time that evening. He made no attempt to stay quiet, loudly moaning his content from the moment she started. Within minutes, he approached the threshold but unlike earlier, she didn't switch to her hand for the finish.
Ethan pumped his hips gently as he crested over, crying out, "Oh, Silvia! I'm going to cum! Please don't stop. Oh, my god, yes! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
When the intensity subsided, she used her hand to milk him of his final droplets, licking them from the tip before finally sitting upright.
"All better?"