Listen to Me: Issing a Genius

Listen To Me: Kissing A Genius Again

This is part two of Kissing A Genius. Although not titled in numerical order (1-2-3) this series has a definite chronological order, starting with "In The Beginning." I advise you to read that story first to understand what is going on.

After Ellen and I had spent the afternoon and early evening indulging our first fevered fondling, petting, and exploratory love making session, we had finally and understandably ground to a halt, at least for a while. We lay there, warm and comfortable resting on her bed, side by side, slowly recovering from our amorous exertions, but it was nice to just lie there for a while and feel her fine soft body next mine. I was what you'd call exultant that I'd somehow managed to make love to one of the cleverest and smartest women on the planet. Not only did she have a genius level I.Q, but she was a stunningly beautiful young woman as well. I got the very strong impression that although she was undoubtedly clever in her own field of expertise, she was rather naive and inexperienced when it came to sex.

I was determined to change that before she left to go home to wherever she currently lived. All I knew was that it certainly wasn't anywhere near where I live, and I was determined to make the most of this once in a lifetime opportunity while she was visiting our local university and city.

It may have been Oxford or Cambridge, or further afield, like Yale, Harvard, U.C.L.A. or M.I.T. Some high seat of learning and research, a place with the academic facilities to offer her, a place to stretch her young mind to fulfil its potential. When you have a reputation like she had at such an early age, all these top academic institutions vie for your attention, offering huge incentives to join their research programmes. However, I still had her within my reach for tonight, and perhaps tomorrow, and possibly Sunday too before she left our fair city, and myself in her wake.

'How do you feel now Ellen?' I asked her as she nestled, naked but comfortable in my arms. She hugged me tighter as if to affirm that she felt good, and was happy being here with me.

'In one word,' she replied, 'wonderful,' and adding to my surprise, 'it's never been that good before.' So, my half suspected virgin wasn't a virgin after all it seems. My curiosity got the better of me, so I thought I'd have little dig around in that brilliant mind currently cradled in my arms.

'Aw, that's shame,' I commiserated. 'I wasn't too sure how experienced you were, so I presumed rightly or wrongly that you hadn't had too many lovers before. I was pretty sure you hadn't, you may even have been a virgin for all I knew.' She laughed, and snuggled closer still.

'No, not quite a virgin, but almost,' she laughed. There was a long silent gap while I stayed silent too, letting her think it through while she gathered her thoughts. 'I had a lover a few years back,' she eventually confided, 'but I know now that he knew nothing... well... he knew a hell of a lot, just not much about making a woman happy in bed it seems.' There was another shorter silence this time.

'And am I making you happy?' I interjected, knowing the answer anyway. She nodded her head vigorously.

'Oh yes,' she responded, smiling up at me again before continuing with her story.

'He was one of my college lecturers,' she explained. 'A bit older... actually... a good bit older than me, and married it transpired. It was okay, the sex I mean, but I suppose I didn't know any better. I felt a little... something... almost a distant pleasure, promising something better, but never quite getting there, he always came very quickly. Just rolled off when he was finished. I thought that was what sex was going to be for the rest of my life. I couldn't see the great attraction in it, for me anyway, so I haven't bothered too much ever since,' she finished.

'He must have been a right useless bastard,'

I thought to myself, given that Ellen was such a quick comer. It didn't take much to make her come, she was as I said already, a natural, a very responsive, sexual woman. I wondered if perhaps the power of the magic word was contributing to her libido, and making these women more responsive, more sexual, and uninhibited than they would otherwise have been. I'd suspected already that this may be the case, according to the women themselves. Little clues, offhand remarks about never being so horny before. Well, the hornier the better I thought, so that was good as far as I was concerned.

'I think you know better now, don't you?' I asked. She laughed and reached for my cock.

'Oh fuck... yes... I can't seem to get enough. From part time virgin to full time nymphomaniac in one afternoon... fucking amazing,' she joked, and this time we both laughed as my cock hardened again in her soft, but insistent hand.

'Did you like it when I sucked and licked your pussy?' I asked her, and she nodded her head.

'Oh jeeziz yes,' she replied. 'I could hardly believe you would do that for me... it seemed so embarrassingly dirty at first, I was really shocked... for all of three or four seconds... but then, oh my god. I'd never felt anything quite like it... amazing... are you going to do that again?' she gulped, obviously excited at the prospect.

'Of course, you have a lovely pussy, and I intend to make good use of it, and make you feel good as often as I can, is that understood?' She laughed, and I asked her another question as she played with my dick..

'Do you like my cock?' She looked at me and nodded with an amused look on her face.

'Yes of course. It seems perfectly acceptable to me,' she said, teasing me a little, but I knew it was a lot more than merely acceptable to her after the way it had made her feel.

'Acceptable?' I scoffed, 'acceptable, you love it, admit it,' and she made a play of reluctantly admitting she loved it.

'Why don't you kiss it, and suck it?' I suggested out of the blue, and she looked at me, not smiling anymore.

'What? Put your, "thingy," in my mouth, is that what you mean?' she asked, looking slightly alarmed, and of course I confirmed that was exactly what I meant. 'Really? Is that what you want me to do?' and then it must have clicked somewhere in that formidable brain of hers. She may have been a mathematical genius, but she was relatively ignorant when it came to matters of a sexual nature.

'Ah, of course, you're teaching me new things,' she acknowledged, smiling again. 'I see it now. It felt good when you stimulated me, and made me feel good with your mouth, so it stands to reason I can make you feel good with mine.' She didn't hesitate, wriggling down the bed until her face was close to my cock.

'I've never done this before, you'll have to keep me right,' she said, and leaned forward, closer to my engorged cock. She slid her hand up from my balls, along my length until just my knob protruded for her hand. 'Mmm,' she said quietly, 'I smell myself on you, I'm glad to see I don't smell too bad,' she winked at me. I agreed, and told her that her pussy fragrance was lovely, adding that it tasted very pleasant too.

'So, what do I do now?' she asked and I told her to just take it in her mouth, and be gentle with it until she got used to it.

'You can't really do anything wrong,' I assured her, 'but be careful with your teeth, and for fuck sake, don't bite it,' and with that little bit of cock sucking wisdom imparted and hopefully absorbed, she reached forward and I watched as her beautiful mouth drew me into the sublimely warm and wet depths of her mouth.

'Oh god yes Ellen,' I encouraged her. 'Fuck, that feels wonderful, that's it, use your hand as well, slowly up and down...mmm...now take as much as you can in your mouth, and let your tongue swish around the head.' She got the hang of it very quickly, but never took her eyes from my face as she progressed, and seeing her wonderful eyes watching me was amazingly exciting too.

'Okay,' I almost croaked, my mouth was so dry with excitement, 'how does that feel for you now?' I asked her. 'You're doing really great. I think you're a just a natural born cock sucker,' I teased her. She smiled up at me, and thanked me, then asked if she should continue, and I told her that wonderful as it felt I had better things planned for her, and she raised her eyebrows in an unspoken question.

'What?' she joked back at me, 'even better than my natural cock sucking abilities?' and I confirmed that what I had in mind would feel much better for us both, and so she crawled back up the bed into my arms again, awaiting my instructions.

We lay there together for a minute or two, and then I disengaged from her arms and began to get out of bed.

'Don't go,' she pleaded, 'have I done something wrong?' I quickly turned and kissed her and assured her that she was perfect and had done nothing wrong at all, but I wanted to be out of bed for the next bit. Again she looked at me quizzically, but when I told her to come to the edge of the bed and kneel she did it without further question, and within seconds she was there before me.

'Bend over,' I instructed, 'lean on your elbows, or go even lower still and rest your head on your forearms.' She looked back at me over her shoulder, and smiled, then did as I asked. She looked amazing. 'Spread your legs a little bit more, show me you pussy,' and she immediately did as I asked, and now she was ready, and I stepped up close behind her and rubbed my knob up and down the channel formed by her labia. She moaned as she felt me at her entrance, knowing now what was coming, especially when I rubbed the tip of my cock over and round her clitoris.

'Mmm, that feels nice,' she gasped, and then I pushed gently between her dripping wet labia, and her lips parted before the pressure of my bulbous knob, inviting me inside her warmth, and so in I went. 'Oh god... yes,' she moaned as I slid ever inwards until my balls came to rest against her pubes, and just rested there, letting her get used to this new sensation. I noticed that she hadn't been content to just, 'receive,' she had eagerly pushed back, welcoming my cock into her pussy hole. Now, she wasn't fucking back at me, but waiting patiently, squirming a little, eager to start.

'Oh... please,' she moaned quietly, and so I withdrew and slid back home, almost out, then back in, again and again, and now she was fucking me too. Pushing back and pulling forward, searching once more for the holy grail of orgasm.

'Oh fuck yes, I love your cock...your... lovely cock... mmm... love it... this... way,' she moaned even louder as I ran my hand under her slender body and found those lovely long nipples of hers, pulling on them a little harder than I had done up to this point.

'Oh fuck yes,' she moaned even louder, evidently liking my harder handling of her tits. Maybe she liked a little bit of pain I wondered, no time like the present, so I smacked her bottom lightly. 'Oh yes... that's... good... good,' she moaned again as her excitement levels ratchetted even higher.

I tightened my grip on her pelvic bones, pulling her back, impaling her on my cock and rammed into her soft, mushy pussy, really hard a few more times.

'Oh my god... oh fuck... yes... harder,' she squealed. Now I knew my initial instincts were right, she liked it, so despite her genius, she was at least a little submissive in the bedroom, and I wondered just how much. She maybe didn't even realise it herself until this moment just past, but she knew now. She was probably learning things about herself that may prove quite traumatic. I'd have to nurse her through this, assure her that she wasn't perverted or any of that shit, but in the meantime, I had a wonderful, beautiful woman to please, and please her I would.

In the meantime, I had the most delightful bottom imaginable to make an impression on while I hammered my cock home into her receptive pussy. It was obvious now that she liked her bottom being spanked, and I could have gone all out and really smacked her hard, but I decided not to be too hard on my lovely Ellen. If she wanted more and harder she would tell me, but right now I decided just to give her delightful arse the occasional slap. It seems that it was enough for now because her levels of excitement rose even higher.

'Oh my god... yes,' she squealed, 'that's it... I'm coming... make me... come... again...oh please... please,' she moaned, louder and louder.

I upped the pace, fucking her faster in a no nonsense, no frills fuck. Within a few seconds of this rougher treatment I heard the familiar and wonderful sounds of a woman in sexual ecstasy. Her loud moans rising and falling, again and again, along with the waves of pleasure wracking her fine body with the exquisite torments of orgasm. She became quite frantic, and I almost lost her a couple of times as she wriggled, bucked, and thrust forcefully back and forth in her pleasure, but I managed to hold her tightly by the hips, keeping her hot pussy impaled on my cock.

When it was over I let her go and she slipped off the end of my cock, falling forward on the bed gasping for breath.

'Oh fuck,' she gasped as her breathing slowly returned to normal, 'it just gets better... and... better... it's... it's... fucking amazing.' I must admit, I felt quite proud of myself having this beautiful woman singing my praises, but I wasn't finished with her yet.

Now that I knew she had a liking for a little pain and maybe domination too, I decided to help her explore her potential more fully. By the time the weekend was over, I thought she'd know herself and her specific needs a bit more. We'd see about that as I helped her through it.

I still hadn't come again, but that didn't bother me. I thought I'd be coming, along with her a few more times this weekend. It was still only Friday evening, and she'd be here until Sunday at least. Right now I had other needs on my mind, and so I used the ensuite shower to clean myself up a bit. I didn't waste the opportunity to shower with the lovely Ellen, dragging her somewhat reluctantly out of bed.

'No, let me sleep,' she protested, but I was having none of that.

'C'mon, get up, get into this shower, we're going out for dinner. I'm starving, I've had nothing to eat but your tits and pussy since breakfast time,' which she found quite amusing, and despite her initial reluctance, once I got her under the jets of warm water and soaped those fine responsive tits and pussy, she was wide awake once more. She came again as she stood there, wide legged under the stream of warm water, and let me finger fuck her to another leg trembling orgasm.

We got dressed quickly, and she chose a more formal dress to go out to dinner. She wore no bra as usual, and I wouldn't let her wear any panties either, so she was entirely naked under her dress. Ironically, it was a very demure dress, showing absolutely nothing to the casual admirer, but we both knew she was naked as we sat in the restaurant. It excited her she told me.

'I'm glad I chose this dress,' she said with a secretive little smile on her face, and when I asked her why, she was quite open with her reply.

'I'm wet... very wet,' she said quietly. 'I wouldn't be the slightest bit surprised if sitting here with no panties on... well... I won't be surprised if I find out I've soaked right through the material. Luckily, this dress, being dark in colour won't show, but it could have been embarrassing otherwise,' she concluded in explanation. We both smiled and I reached out, holding her hand across the table.

'This is a wonderful meal, but now I want to go back to the hotel as soon as we're finished,' she whispered across the table, so I called for the bill and we left. I knew what she wanted, and I wanted it too. After all, she was by her own admission very wet, and it seemed a shame to waste all that lovely aromatic pussy juice and my rampant hard on.

I finger fucked her for a few short seconds in the hotel lift, hand up her dress, exciting her even more, and she was right. Her wetness coated the inside of her slim thighs, not just her pussy. We hurried to her room and as the door closed behind her I unzipped her dress, pulling it down off her shoulders, and as it slipped to the floor she stepped out of it and a felt her tits from behind making her moan again.

'Are you not getting undressed too?' she pleaded, and as I stopped to do as she asked, she walked the last few steps to the bed, where she got up on the edge on hands and knees and bending over, presented her beautiful pussy for our mutual pleasure.

She had obviously liked doggy style the first time round, and wanted more of the same. It was a delightful display of initiative on her part that told me what she wanted, and I was more than happy to oblige. In a very short time, less than two minutes to be more precise, my cock was back where he belonged, up to the hilt in her brimming wet pussy, making her moan helplessly once again.

As I stroked slowly in and out making her moan with pleasure, I wondered how much of her sudden preference for, 'doggy style,' was just because she had discovered that she loved it this way, or was she hoping to be spanked again, and was offering up her beautiful arse cheeks for some punishment. When in doubt, ask is my motto, and she wasn't too far gone in this next round of fucking to be unable to ask questions, so I stopped moving inside her and just let my cock soak in her juices.

There's a saying in the ancient Roman language, Latin, 'in vino veritas,' which just means wine brings out the truth. I've found that also applies to sex, so I asked her.

'Ellen,' I started, 'have you ever made love in this position before?' and she looked round at me, shaking her head. 'You like it though?' and she nodded her head.

'Yes,' she said throatily, her voice husky with arousal, 'why have you stopped? Please... don't tease me like this,' and then added, 'I like everything... we've done... today... this is good... feels different... and a bit... oh god... yes... dirtier...oh please...do...it.' she pleaded.

'Did you like it when I slapped your bottom?' She didn't reply for about ten seconds and then nodded. 'Would you like me to do it again?' I asked her, slowly massaging her lovely smooth and unblemished arse cheeks, she groaned and pushed back against me skewering herself harder on my cock. She spoke so quietly it was almost a whisper, so I asked her to repeat it louder, and this time her voice came back to me, loud and clear.

'Yes,' she said, and then, ever polite, 'please... just... do it...no more... questions... oh please...please,' and not wanting to deny my lovely Ellen I started slipping in and out of her slippery, but tight little hole again.

'Oh yes.. thank you... thank you,' she moaned, and then 'oh fuck yes,' as I slapped her bottom, once on each cheek, her pale skin immediately turning a delightful shade of pink. At the same time I began to ram into her pussy with absolutely no finesse, just power.

'Oh my god... oh my god.' she wailed as I rained down slap after slap until my hands hurt. I only succeeded in making her more horny and more frantic. 'Oh yes... yes... don't stop... yes... oh fuck don't... stop... don't... stop now,' and far from flinching or pulling away, she rammed her sweet little born again virgin cunt back onto my erection as hard as she could.

'Oh my god... yesss,' she hissed as her orgasm took over, sending her into paroxysms of ecstasy. I felt something touch my balls and looking down caught a glimpse of her hand between her legs rubbing her clitoris. She learned quickly it seems, but of course the woman was a genius, so learning quickly was a, 'given.' I could feel her rubbing herself, and then she screamed as she hit her peak, and I felt a warm gush of fluid engulfing my balls and running down the front and insides of my thighs.