A week after I had dropped Sarah off at her friend's house so she could ride home with her my phone rang. I had been feeling sorry for myself and I answered the phone in a surly mood. "Hi."
"Hi," came the chirpy response.
"Sarah?"
"Yeah. Who'd you expect?"
"Not you, for sure. I didn't think I'd ever get to talk with you again."
"God. I TOLD you that I was going to talk to my friends." I could tell she was back among teens by the way she talked. 'God I TOLD you' reminded me of the café. When she had been with me she had been adult. Among her friends she was a child again. It's all of matter of expectations. Treat a teen like an adult and you'll get an adult.
"Anyway, I did talk to them. You have been the major topic of conversation. They were totally jealous of the week I had. The dinners, the riding and especially the lessons. Shelby was totally saying 'no way.' Caitlin has had three boyfriends and never had the big O. She was really like 'He gave you one every time?' And I was like 'Yeah, every time.' Crissi just stared with her eyes big like she'd never heard of anything like this before. She said like, 'If he wasn't so old.' Like you are so old. I told her that after we were together I didn't really notice the age difference. And it did make you a better lover and a better date. Well, Leslie goes 'I want to meet him.' The other girls were like 'No way.' She goes, 'Way.' After Leslie said she wanted to meet you we all talked some more.
So here's the deal. Leslie put dibs to be first. Caitlin wants to be second. Crissi maybe wants to meet you but she been kinda funny. It's like she wants to and she scared. I think maybe she's never been with a guy that way, like maybe she's a virgin, and so she's not sure but she won't admit it. Shelby is like 'NO WAY.' But I think if Leslie and Caitlin say the same thing as me then she's going to want to like not be left out. Roseland is on year around schedule because we have too many kids so we don't get a long break and there's not enough time left for all of us to get a week. Plus no way our parents would let us go anywhere again. I mean the camping trip was a big deal. So you can't take anybody away. It also means that you'll only get a couple days with each girl, you know, depending on how many. We are trying to arrange sleepovers where we all get together and maybe we can cover for the girl her first night so she can spend the whole night. We just have to make sure our parents don't call each other to check on us except when we want them to. So, want to do that?"
She finally ran down. I don't think she took a breath the entire time. It's amazing how some girls can talk without ever breathing in. "Sarah, I am flattered that you have convinced the girls that I am some kind of sex god. But I don't think that's really true."
"Yes, it is. But it isn't just the sex. You are a perfect date. You do everything a girl wants. The romantic stuff like candlelight and holding the door and kissing my hand. But the sex was wonderful too."
"Well, thank you. I don't want to disappoint your friends. Maybe they have unreasonable expectations. The other thing is I'm worried about too many people finding out about me. If this got out I could be get in trouble. Your parents would never understand and I can't out run a shotgun from your dad."
"Yeah I know. This is what I did. Before I would tell them I swore them all on a blood oath never to tell anybody outside anything we said or did about you. We have been friends since third grade. Nobody has ever broken a blood oath even if we got in major trouble because we wouldn't tell. A blood oath is sacred. Nobody will ever know."
So, maybe I am going to get to bed four more teens. Damn, my widest fantasies were never this far out. "Okay, what do we do?"
"This is so cool. I can't wait till you teach Leslie and we can talk about it. Tomorrow we are all staying at Crissi's. Her parents are away for a couple days. We'll cover for Leslie."
I met Leslie at a local hangout restaurant. Sarah drove up and dropped her off. She waved to me as she drove away. Leslie and I looked at each other for a second. I sized her up. She was medium height, typical teenager. But her outstanding feature was a mop of curly red hair. She had a round face covered with freckles. Her green eyes had a twinkle in them. She was wearing a tight mini skirt and a tight knit top, which showed off her figure, small breasts, narrow waist, and narrow hips. The top exposed her stomach and she had a navel ring. Too tribal for me but the girls all seem to be doing that these days.
"Hi," I extended my hand. As she took it I leaned over and kissed her cheek. Very continental. "Let's go in."
We had a fun time laughing and scratching. Leslie stole sips of my drink when no one was looking so by the time we left she had a little buzz. I took her back to my place and put in a video of a new chick flick. We sat and watched it. She got teary as they broke up and then all warm as they got back together for the happily ever after. Right. We had been snuggled on the couch and when the movie went off the only light was from a candle across the room. I leaned over and kissed her. She returned the kiss and soon we were in heavy-duty lip lock. I took my time running my hands over her neck and back and legs while kissing. She was heating up. I'd expected some hesitation as this was our first time but Leslie was definitely into this.
She seemed ready so I brought my hand up to her tit and gently fondled it. She moaned and writhed a little from the sensation. So I lifted her top until it was over her tits. She raised her arms and off went the top. Leslie turned so that her back was to me and I unlatched her bra, which she threw on the floor. Wow. This girl was ready. We kissed some more and then I sucked and licked her nipples and tits.
"Let's go in the bedroom," I said.
"I'm ready," she responded.
'I'd say so,' I thought.
The bed was already turned back and a small light was the only illumination. We stopped by the bed and I took her in my arms for a kiss. Then I dropped to my knees and helped her take off the dress and her panties. She had trimmed her bush into a little vee and I could see the labia between her legs. I stood and threw off my shirt and pants. She grabbed my penis. This is no shrinking violet. We climbed onto the bed and continued our kissing and fondling. Leslie started down my body and pushed me on my back. She looked into my eyes as she held my cock straight up and ran her tongue over the head. She took it in her mouth and started giving me head. Ouch. She was running her hand over my rod with no lubrication and it hurt. Then she ran her teeth over the head. Teeth and stretching were no fun. I started to coach her. No teeth, get the whole thing wet. Yeah like that. Soon she was doing a better job.
As pleasurable as the head was I had a job to do and dumping my sperm in her mouth wouldn't do. I pulled her up and kissed her in appreciation. I lowered my head and was soon between her legs. They spread wide for me. Her pussy gaped open. Planting my tongue low in her slit I worked north toward her clitoris. I moved around it, teasing not touching. Back down the other side. I did that for a while until she was bucking her hips to get her clitoris in contact with my pleasure giving tongue. I ran my finger up her slot and started to finger fuck her as I sucked her clitoris. She jumped and moaned at the intense increase in pleasure. She was juicing like crazy and her ass was bouncing around the bed. I had to use my other hand to hold her to keep my face glued to her crotch.
I slowed my oral ministrations and quit fucking her and she moaned and pulled my head against her pussy. But I held off and let her approaching climax fade a little. When she had quieted I started over and took her up the ladder. Once again as she approached climax I slowed. Now she was desperate bucking her pussy and reaching for her clitoris. I held her hands away until she had once again moved away from orgasm.
Now I moved up until I was over her with my hard cock at the entrance to paradise. She grabbed my cock and brought it to her entrance. I moved forward until the head was buried in her. I slid halfway in paused and then buried it to the hilt. Her pussy walls enveloped my rod and her clitoris rubbed against the base of my cock. I started the old in and out making sure I was riding high in the saddle so that there was maximum contact with her clitoris. She put her hands on my shoulders and matched me stroke for stroke. It was like we had been fucking for months how easily we meshed. She picked up the pace and I followed. Her eyes were closed and I felt her body tensing as we pounded away. The sweat pooled between us from the exertions and our bellies started to make wet smacking sounds every time they came together.
Suddenly, Leslie threw her head back and with small mewling sounds started to cum. Her head went back and forth and her fingers dug into my shoulders. She started to relax but I wasn't done so I continued on to reach my climax. She was right with me. Seconds later she started another cum this one more intense and again the relaxation.
I wasn't ready so I kept pumping. Again, she picked right back up and within seconds had started a third orgasm. She was having a multiple. The third one was less intense but watching and knowing that I had given her a multiple was too much and I felt the jerking at the base of my rod as the cum surged forth. I felt the first globs of sperm rush deep into her pussy. As I shot the first load I felt her muscles contract in her fourth orgasm. I shot glob after glob of cum that I had been saving since my trip with Sarah. Leslie got it all. One last thrust and the last little dribble of spunk and I stopped buried to the hilt in Leslie's hot wet snatch now full of our cum. I looked down at Leslie and her face had a serene look of lust sated.
Her eyes fluttered open. "Wow." I realized that was the first word either of us had said since we came in the bedroom. "That was incredible."
I pulled out and collapsed next to her. We caressed each other until we had recovered. "Leslie, I'm not sure I can teach you anything. You are one hot fuck."
She laughed. "Well my boyfriend and me have been having sex for six months."
"Boyfriend?"
She looked at me with a little bit of a guilty expression. "Yeah. I got a boyfriend. But we've been doing it and he's never given me an orgasm. Never. So I thought that I could learn something from you."
"You sent the wrong person. You know how to. Wow, do you know how."
She smiled. "Thanks. Maybe I should have sent him. But then I would have missed this. You gave me four orgasms. Really, I heard of it before but I didn't know I could do that. That was mind-blowing. I did learn something. You did everything different. The way you touched me was gentle or firm just like it should be. You touched all the right places. And when we were doing it I felt you more. He is so clumsy it throws me off a lot of time. And he never lasts long enough. But now I know how it should feel and I can teach him. So, I'm glad I came."
"Me too. I bet I'm even gladder. You were wonderful." I pulled the covers over us and in seconds I heard her breathing change and she was asleep. I turned out the light and joined her.
The next morning I awoke to find Leslie in my bed. Her red hair shone in the morning light. I kissed her and she awoke and stretched. "So that's what they mean by sleeping in the wet spot."
"What?" I asked.
"Last night I rolled over a couple time and hit the wet spot. It was cold and sticky. Ick."
I laughed. "Life isn't perfect."
"Next time we change sides and you sleep in the spot."
"Hrmpf. We'll see. Let's get breakfast and I need to run you over to Crissi's."
We showered together and dressed and then had a spot of breakfast. Yogurt and fruit was all she wanted. Seventeen and already obsessing about her diet. I took her over to Crissi's house and waved goodbye. I was looking forward to tonight and our second lesson.
I was pretty worked up knowing that it would be my last chance to do Leslie. I would have to come up with something special to match that four cum performance. About five the phone rang. "Hi."
"It's Leslie."
"Yeah," something about the voice had me worried.
"I been thinking." Uh oh, something about that tone of voice definitely was wrong. "What you said about me knowing and him needing the lessons... I think you're right. I think I need to give him lessons instead of taking them. Plus, I feel a little like I'm cheating, you know. I don't know, just like maybe I shouldn't come over tonight."
Shit, I did it to myself. I know where this is going. "I understand sweetheart. I loved being with you and you made it very special. It was too wonderful for us to get together if you don't want to."
"That's how I feel too. I'm glad you understand."
Actually, I want to screw you silly and I don't really give a damn about your pimply clumsy boyfriend. But I know that's the right thing to say and there are all your girlfriends yet to go. "Yeah, I understand. Say hi to Sarah when you see her."
"Bye."
"Bye." Damn. Oh well. Tomorrow is Caitlin. A nice Irish name. I wonder if she's a redhead too. I have a thing for redheads. Could my luck be that good?
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