The Boarding House 2
This is not a stand-alone story. I would suggest you read part one first. It's a work fiction, so please don't get incensed by events contained within this story.
I was delighted with shy and innocent Rachael's response to my lovemaking. I had induced two orgasms simply using my fingers on her lovely pussy, while sucking and tweaking her nipples, and kissing her gorgeous mouth. For a young woman who had never even been kissed by a man before, she learned of the joy that sex can give in a remarkably short time.
As she rested after her second orgasm, I had slipped lower down the bed and spreading her slim thighs wider still, I had studied her hairy, unshaven pussy. It had never, by the look of it seen scissors, never mind a razor and she was a completely natural example of womanhood. It didn't stop me brushing her pubic hair with my fingers into a centre parting, revealing an entirely beautiful example of female genitalia. Thick lipped, wet and open, I feasted on her succulent delights with my mouth and fingers until she came again very quickly again.
I had been hard as stone, all through this new learning experience for Rachael, and so I concluded I'd been selfless long enough. While she lay before me still recovering from her third orgasm, with her skirt around her waist and legs still open, I scuttled across the floor on hands and knees and fished my wallet out of my jacket pocket. Apart from money and various debit cards, it contained condoms in case I got 'lucky.' Tonight I had gotten luckier than I could ever have imagined or hoped for, but I knew it would be reckless, not to mention selfish, to stick my unprotected dick into this wonderful and emotionally generous young woman who I
knew
was not protected. So, condoms it was!
I crawled back on the bed, and kissed her again. She snuggled up close to me, and I began to undress her. She made no protest, and in fact assisted in her undressing as I stripped and revealed her amazing body. As I finished I pushed those lovely legs apart again and slipped my two middle fingers into her pussy. She moaned again, enjoying the sensation of being stretched a little.
We kissed for a little while, and then I slipped out of bed and told her I wanted her to kneel on all fours on the edge of the bed. She had no clue what was about to happen, but trusting the man who had already given her three orgasms implicitly, she did as I asked, and got herself into position exactly where I wanted her. It has to be said she looked amazing, and although she was kneeling with her legs together, I soon had her part them to my satisfaction. She looked wonderful, the legs and slim thighs wide apart now, her hair covered pussy peeking out from between. I combed the hair with my fingers again, revealing the world class pussy beneath in all its glory.
Tearing open the packet, I removed the contents and rolled the latex sheath onto my length, and stepped up behind her. I rubbed my knob up and down between her pussy lips, and she pushed back a little, obviously enjoying the sensation, so I let my cock push against her lips a little more. They opened a little and I pushed a little harder. With her being so wet, plus the lubrication of the latex, I slid into her easily, just an inch or so.
'Oh god, what is that?' she gasped, 'what are you doing... what are you doing to me now?' I told her not to worry, to trust me, because if she thought it was good before I was just about to make her feel even better than she could imagine. She just said, 'okay, it feels nice anyway. I like it,' and so I pushed again, and slid inexorably into her depths. She moaned loudly again. 'Oh dear lord,' she whimpered, 'oh god, oh yes, yes, yes,' and the final stage of Rachael's sexual education began. Holding onto her hips I pulled her back onto me as I stroked in and out slowly and gently bearing in mind that this was a pussy that had never been used, never known what it was to be filled and stretched the way it was being used now.
I shouldn't have worried. She loved it, she was instinctively pushing back, wriggling her arse from side to side, gasping and moaning with pleasure. Her head sank lower until she was resting her head on her forearms, her pussy really pushing back at a lovely more fuckable angle now, so I upped the pace a little. She came right along with me, crying out that she was dying, that she loved it. Her moans were almost incessant, and I knew she was beginning to come again, and so I upped the pace even more to just tip her over the edge, and over she went, big style. Moaning, groaning loudly.
I was so excited by her orgasm, that my own pent up and much delayed orgasm followed on behind hers. I felt the come surge the length of my cock, exploding into the latex trap of the condom protecting her from something she probably hadn't even thought of. She was an innocent sexually, but she wasn't just a quick fuck to me. Strangely enough I'd come to care for her, despite our short acquaintance. In my head she was already, 'my Rachael.'
She fell off the end of my cock when her orgasm died, exhausted, face down on the bed, and I pulled the covers over her. I didn't get into bed straight away. I had to use the toilet again and get rid of the used condom, so I looked out cautiously into the dark corridor, then straight across to the bathroom. Wrapping it in toilet paper I flushed it away, and went back into my room and got into bed. She felt lovely and warm and all that lovely soft skin held so close to mine was a real sensory overload, but I slept nonetheless. Sometime in the middle of the night I became aware that Rachael was no longer there, but I knew she had to get up early, so I turned over and went back to sleep.
The next morning she greeted me with a lovely big smile as I sat in the dining room where she brought me my breakfast. She attentively poured out a cup of tea for me and asked if there was anything else she could do for me. I grinned at her and she knew exactly what I was thinking. She quickly looked towards the kitchen, then stooped and kissed me lightly on the mouth before giggling and heading back to the kitchen.
Later, when I was back in my room getting ready for the first day of my course, she tapped at the door, and came into the room, smiling all over her lovely face. She came straight into my arms where I kissed her again, and fondled her boobs. She shivered and moaned quietly.
'Are you ready for some more loving tonight my love? I asked her. She nodded her head eagerly, looking into my eyes and smiling. This was a new Rachael I realised, and her life had changed irreversibly. She'd be easily hurt I knew, and I was determined not to do that. She was a special, very precious young woman and I was going to teach her everything I knew. I kissed her goodbye once more before leaving and off I went.
Lunch was provided by the people who were running the course so I didn't have to worry about that, but I returned to the restaurant I had been to the day before and ate my evening meal there. I'd have to look for something else, next time, maybe even eat at the boarding house a couple of times. There seemed to be a limited choice in such a small town. Still, I philosophised, I wouldn't starve.
