PROLOGUE
This is the story of how a young man was aided in learning proficiency in some of the most pleasant activities in life.
Since I, Paul Adams, am the principal character in this story, I probably should explain why I was as sexually unsophisticated as I was.
My parents, both well to do professionals, married rather late in life and I was an βOnly Child'. This resulted in my leading a very sheltered life with very proper private tutors. No friends not selected by my parents, no unauthorized reading material, nor any other of the normal sources of juvenile 'Carnal Knowledge'.
I had been given the βBiologically Correct', Facts Only, instruction on sexual reproduction, accepted sexual practices, venereal diseases, and very little etc.. This resulted in some inhibitions and shyness (almost fear) in the presence of females anywhere near my own age.
Shortly after my birthday, both of my parents were killed in an automobile accident while returning from a convention. Pending probate of the estate, I went to live with my Father's younger sister, who had been appointed the executer of my parents' estate, as well as my guardian, until my twenty-first birthday.
Aunt Grace has two daughters, Ann, a very athletic redhead, and Edy, a year younger, with a honey-tan complexion and blond hair. Edy's birthday, half way between mine and Ann's, was only a month after I arrived. She often joked that I was an advance birthday present
Life in this house is very easy going and not at all strict, the only enforced rule being that one must keep their room neat and clean. You also had your share of housework to do. Since I was used to a more formal lifestyle (without the housework), I felt rather uncomfortable for some time.
The first several months I was quite withdrawn. And to be honest, almost scared, around the two very lively girls with their almost constant innuendoes about the boys they knew and dated. I very slowly integrated into the routine of the family, and after about eight months, finally attained full integration.
This is the story of that rather sudden integration.
DAY ONE
I had picked up a bad cold, and after a third night of restless coughing, Aunt Grace came into my room and made a quick check for fever (I didn't have any). She then called for Edy to bring in some decongestant chest rub that she prescribed indiscriminantly for all cold symptoms. When Edy arrived at my door, I was quite surprised, almost shocked, to see that she was wearing nothing but a very thin nightshirt. I was even more shocked when Grace told Edy to rub the salve over my chest and back since she was late for an appointment.
Normally I slept nude, but had been wearing an undershirt the last few nights. Being able to see Edy's nipples and Pubic hair through her almost transparent nightshirt, I had a full erection making a small tent in the covers, even before Aunt Grace left the room. As they both seemed to ignore it, I did begin to relax some, but not too much. Edy quickly pulled my udershirt off over my head and pushing me flat on my back, began spreading the ointment. Since she could not easily reach all of me while standing on the floor, she climbed on the bed and straddled my hips, with what had been a subsiding erection pressing through the covers into her crotch.
As she continued to rub the salve over my chest she calmly asked "Have you ever been in bed with a girl? I've watched Ann with her boyfriend a couple of times, and she seemed to like it a lot. Would you like me to get in with you?"
When I stammered out my embarrassed "No . . . Yes" Edy quickly stripped off her negligee and squirmed under the covers.
Before I could even get an arm around her shoulders, she had a firm grip on my cock. "This is almost as big as Joe's (one of Ann's boyfriends); I hope it doesn't hurt too much going in cause it is going into me right now!" Without any more warning Edy rolled over me and, guiding the head of my cock into her vagina, slowly sat up to force it into her. As she engulfed the full length of my rigid cock she moaned, "Good-good-I-like." Then when she was fully seated and my balls were pressing against her ass she began a slow squirming motion that acted to move her clit back and forth over the base of my cock; it also moved my cock in her vagina. Soon we were both gyrating our hips wildly as Edy kept moaning; "so big . . . deeper." After about thirty seconds my balls began to tighten and my cock started feeling as if it were expanding even larger. Then, as it became almost painful, my cock began throbbing and a gob of cum shot into Eddy, the first shot followed by several more of smaller volume. When Edy felt the cum jet from the end of my cock against her cervix, she too reached climax and I could feel the contractions of her vagina trying to suck my cock even deeper into her as she moaned, "IN. IN. DEEPER. More." Edy continued to rock her hips over my rapidly softening cock for several seconds before falling forward over my chest. "That was the best climax I've ever had. Not even Ann's vibrator ever got me off like that. How soon can you fuck me again?" Along with her question, my shrinking cock slipped from Edy's vulva, releasing my load of seamen to dribble from her vagina over my balls.
"As soon as we get all this sticky goo washed off of us, and you get me hard again."
"Well, lets start washing." She purred, rolling off me with my cum still seeping down her leg.
As soon as the basin water was warm, I rinsed off Edy's legs and very gently wiped the last dribbles of cum from her vulva; she then rinsed off my balls, belly and cock which although quite limp was still enlarged to almost it's full length. She also washed off the small amount of chest rub cream she had put on me before practically raping me.
"This is still large enough to feel good but I'll have to get some starch back in it. What do you suggest?" she asked while leading me back to the bed with the soft leash she wouldn't let go of.
"Well, you could try putting on a splint, or maybe blowing it up like a balloon?"
"I think a splint might hurt going in me. Let's try the balloon method. Ann says that's what she does when Joe has trouble getting back up. Of course he helps by doing the same to her. They call it a 69."