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You'll be want to be reading these in order. But just in case you didn't,
Rick, a virginal young man, has been told by his sexy BBW neighbor Lana that
he can come to her bed-- if he can accept her husband Bart being there too,
as a full participant.
WHAT LANA TAUGHT ME part 2
by Joris K. Huysmans
I knew what I wanted and I didn't know what I wanted. I sniffed the fingers
that Lana had pushed up into her slippery wetness, and I knew I wanted more
of that. But then I looked at my own cock, rockhard and pink with the day's
workout, and... did I want that too? I didn't think so, but that was the
deal, according to Lana. Going to bed with her meant going to bed with her
husband too, and-- what? Sucking his cock? Letting him fuck me in the ass,
for crying out loud? No fucking way. I wanted to get laid by Lana, but I
wasn't willing to do all that. No way.
But then I thought of Lana, of that voluptuous, overabundant roundness, of
those massive white breasts rolling back and forth under that white chiffon
negligee, of her thick meaty thighs spreading open to reveal what must be a
red bush covering red slippery lips, of those delicate little pink toes at
the end of chubby little feet. I thought of having all those things, and as
I pounded my meat, I looked at it, really looked at it for the first time.
I didn't really want one of these up my butt, that was clear. But would it
be so bad to put my lips on one, to suck on this thing that I had one of
too?
As I looked at it a thought occurred to me, and I arranged myself on my
mattress on the floor, butt and feet against the wall, and then started
pushing my butt upward, into the air, until my back was curved around and my
cock was dangling over me. I stretched as best as I could, trying to bring
it down far enough that it could reach my mouth. But I couldn't. It
dangled there, a few inches from the furthest point my tongue could reach.
Well, if I couldn't do that and I was already in this position, I could at
least try one thing and see if it grossed me out. I aimed my cock straight
at my mouth and thought of Lana, of her big round ass as I smeared my cock
up and down her crack. That did it-- the first spurt hit my cheek, the next
scored a bullseye on my tongue, the next went even further, hitting my
throat. I squeezed out the last drop, which dangled and fell into my mouth,
and I tasted it, swirling it around my mouth, then swallowed it before the
mood passed. There, I had swallowed cum. But I sure as hell wasn't going
to do it with somebody else.
The next morning I went down to see Lana, even before I had a chance to jack
off. But she had already taken off for the day, apparently, and that left
me with nothing to do. Well, except spend the whole day beating off. I
went back downstairs, dug out my stash of Penthouses, put the headphones on
to Van Halen (can you imagine that being background music for sex now?) and
dropped trou. I was curious about something, and so for the first time I
started looking at the guys in the pictorials that had them.
I wasn't exactly converted. Women were soft, round, wet... cute. Guys
were, well, guys. Hard (not just there), rough, angular. But maybe I got a
little more used to the idea. A cock was an interesting thing, mine was
pretty interesting (it certainly got a lot of my attention) and I started to
think the other ones I saw in the magazine were kind of interesting too.
Maybe I could go down on a guy without freaking out. I wasn't going to go
looking for the opportunity, but maybe I could get through it.
The other thing, though, getting boned... that was weird. That was totally
gay (interesting that a blow job somehow was now less gay). But some guys
liked it, and I knew from my extensive study of human sexuality in the
Penthouse Forum section (I'm just relaying the facts here, not sneaking in
product placements) that some guys liked a woman to stick her fingers up
there. Well, I didn't have a woman handy (yet) but I had fingers, and
suddenly I was curious about that.
My first attempt made it clear that some form of lubrication would be
required, so I limped to the bathroom and came back with some lotion, then
lay back on my stomach with my headphones on and started smearing a glob
over my asshole, then sliding a finger inside. The single finger went in
easily, and I humped my bed as I drove it in and out. But it didn't really
seem like enough, so I smeared my middle finger around in the goo up my
crack and slid it in, too. That was a lot to have in there, and it hurt a
bit at first. But I soon got used to it as well. In fact it was surprising
how agreeable it quickly became.
There was one problem, though, and that was that I couldn't easily jack off
at the same time lying face down. So I had another idea, and soon I was
rummaging the apartment until I found a big red candle. I smeared some
lotion on it, too, and then, laying on my back, I slid it slowly in until I
felt it hit something inside me that gave me a funny flutter in my stomach.
At the same time I pumped my cock, and fell into a rhythm (accompanied by
Van Halen) of stroking and fucking my own ass with the candle. Just the
sheer abandon of being this far gone into myself, literally and
figuratively, made it one of the most intense experiences I had ever had. I
was lost in it, my loins were trembling, I saw colors--
I saw Lana standing in the doorway of my bedroom, amazed and bemused.
I sat up with a start, not even pulling the candle out of my ass but just
sort of trying to hide its presence, in the process painfully jamming it up
further than it had ever been. I crossed my legs to try to hide my cock,
for what reason I don't know. And I turned red as a stoplight as I
desperately tried to think of something to say that would make it all seem
normal-- there's a very tiny proctologist at work in my lower intestine and
he needed more light?
"Well, I see you've been giving some serious thought to what we talked
about," she finally said.
If it was possible for me to turn redder, which I doubt, I did. She didn't
wait for me to stammer but just came into my bedroom and sat down on the
floor next to my mattress and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "That
was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen in my life, and I can't tell
you how excited I am that you might join Bart and me," she said. I started
to relax a little, although I was still the most embarrassed person in human
history. Then she said the thing that really blew my mind. "Can I watch
you get off? Like that? Maybe we could come together," she said, and she
reached up inside her sundress and started to rub herself, not where I could
see but from the way she started to squirm and moan, it was obvious she
wasn't pretending.
She lay back on the floor and then nodded at me to do the same. I started
pulling on my soft cock and she moved one leg up so that the skirt of her
dress fell down to her waist, revealing her big thick thighs all the way up
to the wisps of red curly hair sticking out of the bands of her white
panties. She rubbed the center of her crotch from the outside, and I could
imagine the juices soaking them wet (although it would be a while before I
learned that that was another thing Penthouse Forum exaggerated somewhat).
The most mindblowing thing was seeing her big ass squirm and shimmy around,
fucking her hand the way I'd fucked the candle. Yet I still couldn't get
hard again. It was just too much all at once.
She knew how I felt and without saying a word, she took her hand off her
pussy and reached over and grabbed the candle stuck in my ass. Looking
back, I'm amazed at her ingenuity in finding ways to drive me wilder without
violating her vow to only have real sex with her husband present. Without
touching my cock, she began to slide the candle in and out of my asshole,
gently and even romantically, pushing it in straight and then angling it as
she pulled it out to drag against the walls of my asshole. It was
mind-blowing, and it wasn't long before I was hard again, and it wasn't long
after that before I was spraying jets of goo all over my chest. Lana let go
of the candle and reached down to her own crotch again, jiggling those big
thighs and fat round ass as she moaned loudly and came with a couple of loud
whoops and a satisfied sigh. Then she looked at me, leaned over and kissed
one of the blobs of cum which had landed on my nipple, and then kissed me
with cum-covered lips.
"Bart gets home tomorrow night," she said.
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