She says she’s going to start at the community college this semester, and then try to transfer to the University of Texas after a year or two. Her chosen major will be exercise science – from what I hear it’s not a particularly lucrative profession, but it’s her focus.
“My only real weakness is porn,” she sighs, as she gives an extra firm tug on Taylor’s fully recovered cock. “I love porn. My Mom doesn’t know anything about locking down computers, and she’s gone most of the time, so it’s always been easy to get. I don’t tell most people about this, but considering where I am now, I guess it might be kind of obvious.”
“You’re not alone,’ I nod. “I got introduced to it early, and Taylor and I still enjoy it together. For better or worse, it played a pretty big role in shaping my sexual identity as I reached adulthood. What kinds do you like best?”
“Nothing violent or hateful,” she says with emphasis. “I guess I have some kinks. I like orgies and party sex, threesomes, outdoor sex, public nudity type stuff, cream pies, and guys with really big dicks.” She smiles at Taylor. “It keeps me safe at home, I guess, off the streets. I don’t know any guys that measure up to what I see streaming, so I just have to indulge my fantasies by myself. My Mom has caught me a couple of times, but she doesn’t know what to think about it. I guess as long as I’m not out there fucking strange guys and getting pregnant or diseased or pimped out or beaten up, she won’t complain.”
“So, no boyfriend?” I ask.
“Hell no. “I’ve had sex a few times with boys I know. They’re boys, though, not men. They’re not porn stars. They don’t know what they’re doing, and they don’t seem to care enough to learn. They jizz out in thirty seconds, pull up their pants, and then they either leave or they act like they now own your ass. That’s not what I want.”
“I can assure you, Taylor is a porn star, he’s a real man, he knows what he’s doing, he’s a gentleman, and once you’ve fucked him, you own his ass!”
“And I’m still learning,” Taylor adds.
”This is nice, but it’s a little weird. I’ve just never seen a dick like this, even in porn. And I like that it’s shaved all smooth. I think I’m leaving a wet spot on your couch.”
“Think of it as a protective coating for the fabric,” laughs Taylor. “Would you be more comfortable switching to the bedroom? Do you want me to take a shower?”
“I need a shower too,” she agrees.
It doesn’t take much convincing to get them to shower together, although Megan insists that I stay close by for security. She seems a little intimidated by him still. But Taylor is the perfect gentleman, of course, and while she leisurely explores his body and his genitals with a bar of soap, he also washes her gently and thoroughly, introducing her to sensations and delights that she could never have learned about from mere porn. As they emerge, and towel off, Megan seems to have a new sparkle in her eye, and she sounds energized.
“That was fun!” she giggles.
“The fun’s just beginning,” I assure her.
We head into the bedroom and lay Taylor down onto his back. Megan and I take up positions on either side of him. Now that she has complete freedom over him, she seems unsure of what to do. I take the initiative to start him out, and bend over his cock, slipping it into my mouth. Megan watches, entranced.
“Would you like to try it?” I encourage her. “Take your time, there’s no deadline!”
She lays her head down on Taylor’s abdomen, one hand wrapped around his shaft, lifting it up and moving it around close to her face. She studies it, contemplates it, then gingerly licks the top of the glans. Taylor involuntarily twitches a little.
“That’s it, relax, be comfortable,” I croon soothingly as I nestle between his thighs, in a perfect position to add my tongue to his scrotum. She smiles at me, and dabs her tongue once more across his cockhead. There’s already a little ooze of precum tracing a clear sticky tendril between his urethral opening and the tip of her tongue. Tentatively, she opens her mouth a little wider and envelops the upper inch of him, popping him back out between her lips.
“He’s delicious!” she sighs.
“I already know that,” I grin. “Don’t tell me – tell him.”
She lifts her head up and turns towards his grinning face. “You’re delicious!” she repeats, grinning in her turn.
“Megan, you want to bring your pretty pussy up here? I can’t reach it from where you’re at now. It needs some loving too,” Taylor gestures towards his face, and Megan’s eyes go wide.
“Really?” she gasps. “I… I’ve never done that before!”
Taylor and I are both simultaneously shocked. “Really?” we chant in unison.
“Taylor, get up!” I order. “Megan, you lay down on the bed. Relax. Let me guess. For you, sex means you suck a guy’s dick until he’s hard, then he fucks you until he cums, and then it’s over, right?”
“Yeah,” she affirms meekly.
“Have you ever had an orgasm?”
“By myself, when I’m watching porn or playing with myself. Never with a guy.”
“You life is about to change, sweetheart!” I glance at Taylor, but he already knows what to do. I snuggle down beside her, stroking her belly, her breasts, and her shoulders, whispering sweet words of affection and hope to her.
“You’re such a beautiful woman, you deserve passion, affection, love, desire, and pleasure of your own. Relax, sweetie, close your eyes, just let yourself experience sexual beauty.”
Taylor has taken up his position, and begins with just the lightest flick of his tongue against her labia. That’s all it takes. She spasms and squeals, then relaxes again. As he focuses more firmly on her spectacularly smooth and thus-far neglected cunt with his tongue, I’m gently kneading her small pert tits, softly licking, sucking, pinching and pulling her nipples. She begins to moan and reaches up to squeeze her breasts from the sides, making them more prominent for me. Taylor’s moves become gradually bolder, his tongue no longer flicking, but trailing along the moist inner edges of her labia, and sliding up to her clit, and then back. She is producing her own fluid copiously now, and most of the drool coating her groin and thighs is of her own making.
Taylor knows exactly what he’s doing, he’s an artist in his own right. He’s never eaten me out like this, nor would I want him to. He knows he’s dealing with a beginner, a rookie, and he’s going to make sure that Megan is the rookie of the year.
“Oh, shit!” Megan sighs dreamily. “I’ve always wanted this, but I never expected it to be this… GOOD!” she lurches as a spasm of pleasure surges directly from her clit to her voice.
“Even in porn, they don’t usually focus a lot of time on a woman’s pleasure. Most men are amateurs when it comes to eating pussy. Taylor’s an expert, and so am I. If you’re not satisfied beyond your wildest dreams tonight, then Taylor and I are doing something wrong. All you have to do is enjoy yourself. This is your treat, Megan.”
Those words seem to be the last remaining trigger she needs. “GOD!” she cries, and then she literally sobs as a frothy fluid splashes out of her open pussy and splatters full onto Taylor’s face. He laughs, and pauses just long enough for her uncontrollable jerks to subside. Tears are streaming from her eyes, running just as copiously down her temples and onto the pillow as her cum juices are from her vagina.