Just Say "Thank You" 2 

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The caller ID said the call originated from Noniıs house.  I rushed to answer it, but was nonchalant in answering.

³Hello.²

³Hi, itıs me.²

It was Noni.

³Can you talk?²

³Yeah, but just for a minute.²

My wife was somewhere in the house and I knew Iıd get the Who was it?ı question.  Even worse, sheıd have the chance to check one of the many caller ID boxes scattered throughout the house before I could clear them.  I erased the one staring me in the face.

³I found you a new student.  For your lessons.²

³What?  Are you serious?  I mean -²

³I have a good friend named Tracy, and sheıs got this, like, problem.  I think you can help her.²

³So, assuming I go along with this, where am I going to hold this lesson?²

³You can do it at my house.  My folks are going downstate to my dadıs alma mater for a football game this Saturday.  Theyıll be gone all day.  My kid brother has soccer and then heıs staying overnight at a friendıs house.  Howıs that?²

³Very efficient.  Say, do you plan on being there, as a chaperone?²

³Yeah, why, isnıt that cool?²

³I guess.  I really hadnıt thought about it.²

Another lie.  If I was going to have a new student, and I do mean have, then I didnıt really want an audience.  Maybe I could get Noni to participate in a three way?  Not likely.  I didnıt want to share her.

³Okay, so what time?²

³How about 10?²

³In the morning?²

³Yeah, Tracy and I have a double date that evening and weıll need time to get ready.²

A pang of jealousy?  Noni on a date with some awkward high schooler who couldnıt begin to treat her the way she deserved.

³Okay, Iıll be there.²

I made a feeble excuse to my wife.  I knew it was feeble as it came out of my mouth.  Still, it passed.  I arrived promptly at Noniıs.

³Hi, Mr. Marcus.  Come on in.²

Noni was wearing an tight tank top and cutoff jean shorts.  She showed nipples and lots of shapely leg.

³Youıre looking really good today, Noni.²

³Thank you.²

Noni got an A.

³Mr. Marcus, this is my best friend Tracy.²

Tracy stood up from the sofa.  Although her young face with small features caught my eyes first, they were immediately distracted to her chest.  For her size, her breasts were oversized, even bigger than Noniıs.  She wore an large t-shirt and jeans.

³See, Non, he canıt help but look at my tits.²

I finished the introductions.

³Hi, Iım Harvey Marcus.  So, what is so wrong with me admiring one of your more obvious attributes?²

³You see, Mr. Marcus, thatıs the problem,² said Noni.

³If itıs all the same to you, Iıd like Tracy to tell me.²

Noni bit her lip.  It was very sexy.  I sat down on one side of the couch.  Tracy sat back down at the other end, facing me.  Noni backed up into an upholstered chair opposite the sofa.

³Itıs just that all the guys I go out with are obsessed with my breasts.  All they want to do is squeeze them and kiss them and sometimes put their things in between, you know.²

³Commonly called a tit fuck.²

³Uh, yeah.  Anyway, a girl has other needs, right?  But theyıre done before Iım even started.²

³Donıt you find their attention to your tits exciting?²

³I donıt know.  Theyıre so rough on them.  I could show you marks from my last date.  They still havenıt healed.²

I hoped that wouldnıt be a hollow offer.

³So what do you do, when they focus their attention on your tits?²

³I tell them to stop it.  Of course, they donıt pay any attention.  They keep going until they, uh, spurt.²

³Well, thatıs one part of your problems.²

³What is?  My breasts?  I wonıt go in for reduction surgery, if thatıs what you mean.²

³Oh no.  Iıd never suggest anyone take a knife to those gorgeous tits.²

³These?  Gorgeous?²

³Youıre supposed to say Thank youı,² whispered Noni.

I glowered at her.

³Tracy, the problem is that youıre telling your dates what not to do, but youıre not telling them what to do.²

³You mean I have to give them instruction?²

³Well, after all, theyıre not mind readers.  They must not have any idea of what you want, or Iım sure theyıd do everything they could to please you.²

³You think so?²

³I know so.  Communication is a vital part of a man woman relationship, especially during love making.²

³See, I told you he could help.  Mr. Marcus is smart about this stuff,² said Noni.

³So now what?² asked Tracy.

³Now you practice, right Mr. Marcus?² said Noni.

³Yes, Noni, thank you for helping.²

I turned my attention to Tracy.

³If youıd like, we could role play.  Like I did with Noni.  She told you what we did?²

³Oh yes, in detail.  I think you just wanted to get into Noniıs pants and all that stuff about lessons was a crock.²

I was hurt.  She was partially right, of course.  But my motivation with Noni was well beyond just sex.

³But talking to you, it seems different.  Yeah, Iım willing to practice.  A little.  Just so you understand, Iım not here to have sex with you.²

³Of course, Tracy.  So, letıs get started.²

I moved over to her side of the couch.

³What usually happens, I mean, when youıre out on a date?²

³The guy will put his arm around me, and then slide his hand down to cop a feel.²

³So, what would you prefer?²

³Iıd like him to keep his fucking hands off my tits for a change.²

Strong words.  Tracy was now using tits, my word, instead of hers, breasts.  A small step.

³But you still havenıt told him, I mean me, what you do want.  You see, a negative statement reduces the possibilities but doesnıt provide direction.  I want you to focus on your feelings and your body and tell me what you want me to do, to make you feel good.²

³Well, maybe a kiss would be nice.²

³Mr. Marcus is a good kisser,² said Noni.

³Let me be the judge,² said Tracy.

I let my lips lightly touch Tracyıs.  

³Hmm, that was nice.  Nobody has ever kissed me so gently before.  And you didnıt slobber.²

We repeated the process several times.  Our lips fluttered against each other.  

²You kiss very well, Tracy.²

³Oh, I guess Iım supposed to say thank you.²

³Thatıs the idea.²

³Okay, thank you.  I mean it, really.²

We kissed some more.  It was quite pleasant, but only as an opener for more serious activities.

³So what do you want me to do now?  More kissing?²

³No.  I want you to pay attention to my legs.  Nobody ever pays attention to my legs.²

³I donıt think Iıll be able to do a very good job, through your jeans I mean.²

³Oh, yeah, this is where I start taking my clothes off, right?  Like you did with Noni?²

³It wasnıt like that, Tracy,² said Noni.

³Tracy, this suspicious attitude of yours is really getting old.  If you donıt want to continue, we can just stop right here.  Iım fine with that.²

Iıll just go home and jag off, imagining your naked body.  Tracy looked over at Noni, who nodded a ³go on² signal.

³Well, okay.  As long as youıre going to do what I tell you.  But Iım not taking off my shirt.  Keep your hands off my tits.²

³That much is perfectly clear.²

Tracy stood up and slid the jeans down from her hips.  She wore bikini briefs underneath.  Her hips and thighs were full.  Her legs tapered below the knee down to her ankles.  They werenıt muscular, like Noniıs.  Tracy was going to sit down next to me but I stopped her.

³Turn around once so I can see your lovely legs,² I said.

I also got a good look at Tracyıs ass, barely hidden by the skimpy briefs.  I also saw her in profile, and got a sense of just how large her breasts were.  Tracy looked at Noni as she did a 360.

³Thank you,² said Tracy after the prompting.

Tracy then took a seat next to me.  I put one hand on Tracyıs left ankle and slowly moved up on the outside of her leg until my hand was on her hip.  I repeated the procedure on the same leg, this time on the inside.  When I got to her knee, I was blocked.

³What do you think youıre doing?²

³Iım doing what you asked.  Iım paying attention to your legs.  And they go all the way up, right?²

³I guess so.²

³Listen carefully, Tracy.  Iım trying to give you pleasure.  All I ask is that you donıt fight me.  Noni was shy and unsure of herself.  You, on the other hand, are outright hostile, even to someone whoıs trying to help you.²

³Donıt give me that.  Youıd be just as happy to stick that cock of yours in between my tits and cum all over my face, just like all those other guys.²
Not a bad picture, really.

³So Iım presumed guilty.  Then what harm is there to continue?  In the end, Iım going to prove you right.²

I had removed my hands from her body.  Tracy sat and thought for a minute.

³So let me get this straight.  Youıll do what I want, to make me feel good for a change.  You wonıt do anything I donıt want?²

³By Jove, sheıs got it.  Yes, Tracy, thatıs the program.  So, are we go or no go?²

³Iıve got a witness.  Noni, you heard him.²

³Yes, Tracy, I heard him.²

³Oh, but what good are you?  You let him fuck you, for cripes sake.²

Noni folded her arms across her chest.  Her breasts rode above them.  For just an instant, I forgot about Tracy.

³Okay, slave, give me a leg massage.²

³Yes, your highness.  If youıd be so kind as to raise your legs up on this royal sofa, Iıll begin.²

I stood up so Tracy could lie down.  Tracy was now flat on the sofa.  That isnıt precisely true.  Tracy could never be flat, anywhere.  She leaned up on her elbows to see what I was doing and keep me honest.  I started to touch Tracyıs feet, but she bent her legs and pulled them back from my hands.²

³What is it now?²

³Iım ticklish.  Start at my ankles.²

So I did.  Ankles, calves, knees, all dutifully massaged with deep penetrating probing by my fingers.

³Well, I have to admit you have good hands.²

³Just like Allstate,² quipped Noni, back from her pout.

I began work on her thighs.  I had to kneel in front of the sofa to be in a reasonable position.  Bending over was starting to give me a backache.  I started on the far outside, where Tracyıs thighs met the sofa.  I worked my way upward and towards the seam between her legs.  

³Oh, that feels really good.  Keep it up.²

Tracy was now laying flat.  I was working up and down, from hip to knee.  I now had my hands high on the front of her thighs, mere inches from her pussy.  I continued my massage.  Almost imperceptibly, Tracy was moving her hips.  It was only a fraction of an inch, but when I got close to her crotch at the tops of her thighs, Tracy would raise her hips up.  It was a waiting game.  I kept up the massage, each time getting slightly closer to her pussy but never quite violating her trust.  

Uh, something is happening to me.²

I kept my mouth shut.

³What is it?² asked Noni.

³I donıt know.  Iıve never felt it before.²

³Does it hurt?²

³No.²

³Well, does it feel good?²

³I donıt know.  It feels weird, like a tingle.²

³Oh Tracy, youıre getting turned on.  See, Mr. Marcus knows just what to do.  Donıt you?²

³Tracy, do you want me to continue?²

³Oh, yes.  Keep massaging me.  Oh, there it comes again.  Noni, did you feel like this?²

³Yep, I sure did.  It felt like an itch that needed scratching.  Kind of a throbbing that needed to be touched.²

³Yes, thatıs exactly what it feels like.  Oh my, itıs getting stronger.²

³Your orders, your highness.²

Tracy paused.  

³Well, I guess it wouldnıt hurt if you touched a little closer to my, uh, you know...²

³No, I promised I wouldnıt do anything you didnıt want.  You should be specific, so thereıs no misunderstanding.  Communication, remember?²

³Oh, all right, Iıd like you to touch me between my legs.²

³Are you sure?²

³Yes, Iım sure.  Donıt make me ask you again.²

Tracy spread her thighs, giving me open access.  As requested, I gently placed my hand over her panty-covered cunt and left it there.  Unmoving.

³Why donıt you move it around a little?²

³Because you didnıt ask me to, thatıs why.²

³Okay, I want you to massage my pussy.²

³Fine by me.²

I used my fingers to press the cotton against her flesh.  Her panties were getting damp.  I moved my fingers as if I was playing scales on a piano, drumming them across her sensitive areas.

³Oh, thatıs good.  Thatıs really, really good.²

Tracyıs hip movements were more pronounced.

³Oh, the itch is growing.  Itıs getting worse.  I thought you were going to make it better.²

³Iım only doing what you asked.²

³Tell him to rub you, in the center,² suggested Noni.

³And get finger fucked by this perv?  No way.²

Yet Tracy was still thrusting her hips up against my drumming fingers, desperately trying to satisfy her need.

³He doesnıt have to go in, he just needs to rub you.  Donıt be stupid, Tracy.  Let him give you the pleasure you deserve,² said Noni.

I was sure glad Noni stayed.

³Can you do that?  Can you rub me without putting a finger inside?²

³Yes, I can do that, if youıd like.²

I was trying to be cool.  If either of them examined my pants, they would have seen my erection giving me away.

³Yes, oh yes, rub me, oh rub me now.²

Tracy was getting desperate for some relief.  I used my middle finger to push the damp cotton in between her wet cunt lips.  The presence of the material easily forced me to keep my word.

³Itıs not enough.  I need to feel it against my skin.²

Tracy took my hand by the wrist and lifted it up, shoving my hand down her panties.

³There, rub me now.  Hurry, rub me before I go crazy.²

Now it was much more difficult.  I spread her cunt and moved my finger up and down her moist opening, taking care not to penetrate.  I was lucky to find her clitoris, hidden deep within the folds of skin.  Tracyıs hips levitated higher off the sofa than her previous movement.

³Wow.  Whatever you just did, do it some more.²

³You mean, stimulate your clitoris?²

³Yeah, whatever.²

Tracy kept bouncing.  I now had three fingers moving up and down between her outer lips, giving her more to feel.

³I donıt want to irritate you with my fingers.  Youıre pretty moist, but that pleasurable sensation could turn to pain if I rub too much.²

³Well then, keep rubbing but make sure I stay moist.²

³Are you sure?²

³Why do you keep asking that?  I said it, didnıt I?²

I didnıt do what she expected.  I slid her panties off as I pulled my hand back.  With both hands, I swung Tracyıs legs off the sofa.  She was shocked but too distracted to object.  I ducked my head under.  Tracy was now sitting up, one of her legs draped over each of my shoulders.  As quick as I could, I moved my face into her crotch, replacing my fingers with my tongue.

³What are you...oh, oh, oh yes, yes, oh, thatıs it, you...²

I guessed I had overcome her objections with my deft performance.

³Oh, this is...this is great...Iıve never...oh, keep going...more...²

I kept it up, as Tracy thrashed on the couch, reacting to my tongue licking and probing all over her privates.  Her hips were moving forward and back against my face.  I heard Tracy hold her breath as she squeezed her legs together, mashing my head between her thighs. Then she let out her breath with a low moan.  Slam, release, slam, release.  My ears were taking a beating.  Tracyıs legs went rubbery.  They slid from my shoulders.

³Oh man.  That was awesome.²

³Thank you.²

³Oh no, thank you.  I had an orgasm, right?²

³Yes, at least one.²

³Noni, it was as good as you said.  Even better.  Wow, Iım pooped.  So thatıs my lesson, right?²

³If you want it to be.²

³What do you mean?²

³Well, when we started this, uh, lesson, you were complaining about how boys didnıt meet your needs.²

³Right.  So, now I know what I want them to do.  The same as you just did for me.  Theyıll do it, right?²

³Oh, Iım sure theyıll be happy to eat your pussy.  Some of them might even try to give you an orgasm in the process.²

³So this is a good thing.²

³Yes, but remember it takes two to tango.²

³Tango?²

³Yes.  Shouldnıt you have some concern about doing what the boys want you to do?²

³Nah, fuck em.  Oh, I donıt mean it that way.²

³So as long as you get your rocks off, who cares about how they feel?²

³Right.²

³I assure you, word will get around that youıre a blue ball bitch, and guys will avoid you like the plague.²

³They will?²

³Yes.  Remember how you described the boys who took advantage of your tits and cared nothing for your feelings.  Thereıs nothing worse for a guy than getting all excited and then having nothing get done about it.²

Noni looked over at my pants.  Finally.

³See, Tracy, Mr. Marcus got all hot and bothered, bringing you off.  Now, whatıs he supposed to do?ı

³Well, youıre his sex partner, you do something about it,² said Tracy.

It was a great idea, but wrong for all of the right reasons.

³What, and Noni is going to come along on all of your dates and take care of the boys you get all excited?²

³The hell I will!  You know what kind of reputation Iıll get?² said Noni.

I wasnıt serious, but Noniıs response was a nice touch.

³So, what are you telling me, exactly?²

³That the lesson isnıt over.  Both parties need to work to satisfy each other.²

³Oh yeah, Mr. Perv, now Iım supposed to suck you off or something?  I knew this was a scam, Noni.²

³I brought you satisfaction, didnıt I?  I did what you wanted, didnıt I?  Did I complain?  Did I say you were scamming me, just to get an orgasm?  Think about it.²

Tracy was confused.  She was still sitting there, naked from the waist down, legs spread, and the smell of her sex rising up from between her legs.

³Okay, so what do I do now?²

³Nothing.  Never mind.  Youıre not doing this in the right spirit.  At least now, youıll be able to get some sexual gratification on your dates.  I guess Iıll be leaving now.  I see you later, Noni.²

I got up and headed for the door.

³Tracy, this isnıt right.  What are you going to do tonight with Billy?  Donıt you think itıs only fair for Billy to get some pleasure tonight, especially if he gets you off like Mr. Marcus did?²

I was walking as slow as I could without being obvious.

³Hey, Mr. Marcus, come back.  I guess youıre right.  I was being a bitch.  Iım selfish sometimes.  I know it.  We can continue the lesson if youıd like.  Iıd like to learn the other part.  You know, about how to give my date pleasure.²

³Okay, if you want to.²

I walked back to the sofa near Tracy.  Noni was leaning forward in her chair.  She wanted another look at my penis.  She wouldnıt have long to wait.  I undid my belt and unzipped my pants.  They fell to the floor and I stepped out of them.  My partial erection made a small lump in my jockeys.

³I admit it.  I got aroused while I was bringing you pleasure.  You are very sexy.  What man wouldnıt get excited, kissing and touching you?²

³Thank you.²

³Can we touch each other, please?² I asked.

Tracy stood up and put her hand on my jockeys and held my penis.  I put my hand back on her naked cunt.  Tracy must have identified our unequal condition, because she decided on her own to put her hand inside my jockeys and hold my erection.  If I wasnıt up by then, the touch of her small, smooth hand had me at attention.

³Stroke me, please.² I asked.

Stacy had done this before, no matter what sheıd told Noni.  She was quite adept at making every movement count.  In response, I was fingering her pussy.  Tracy didnıt complain.

³Would you take my penis in your mouth?²  

Tracy had already accused me of looking for a blowjob, and now I was asking for one.

³If you donıt want to, Iıd be glad to do this part,² Noni chimed in.

Tracyıs pride got the better of her.

³No, no, I can do it.  This is my lesson, remember?² said Tracy.

Tracy took down my jockeys.  She knelt down between my legs and took my cock in her mouth.  Her technique was poor but she was enthusiastic.  At least I didnıt shrivel down to normal during her attempt.  But, I wasnıt anywhere near cumming.

³You did fine, Tracy.²

³No, I didnıt.  Iım not very good at that.²

³You just need some practice,² said Noni, trying to support her friendıs ego.

³Do you want me try bring you off by hand?  Iıve done that before,² asked Tracy.

³Thatıs fine,² I said.

Tracy stood up and worked hard but it wasnıt happening.  In the meantime, I was still working Tracy over with my hands, touching and groping every part of her body except her off-limit tits.  I saw and heard Tracyıs deeper breathing, like she was getting excited again.  All part of my plan.

³Iım afraid I need stronger stimulation.  Come and sit here, on my lap.²

I sat down in an armless dining room chair.  Tracy was going to sit sidesaddle but I turned her so that she approached me head on.  I gently moved her knee to one side, making her understand I wanted to be straddled.  She sat back, her bare bottom away from my erection, hands rubbing my prick up and down.  I put my hands on her waist and leaned forward, kissing her again.  She seemed to enjoy it.  The kisses were getting more urgent as I rubbed my hands from her waist down to her ass, forward to her knees and back up to her cunt, over and over.  I wanted Tracy as turned on as I was.  By the pace of her hand movements on my erection, she was very excited.

³How do you feel, Tracy?²

³Oh, that same feeling is back, the itch and the throbbing.²

³Scoot closer.  Youıll feel better by rubbing your pussy along the length of my cock.²

Tracy was hot and bothered and didnıt complain or argue.  Noni was now leaning closer to get a better view.  Tracy made sure my erection was horizontal between my thighs.  She moved close to me, rocking back and forth to rub her needy cunt against the top surface of my erection.

³Are you feeling anything unusual, different from last time, Tracy?²

I kept on rubbing Tracy all over her legs and ass and back and crotch, leaning in for more kisses periodically.  Tracy answered in between the kisses.

³Yes, but itıs too embarrassing.²

³You can tell me.  Please.²

³Well, itıs my tits.²

³Whatıs wrong with them?²

³They feel hot.  And my nipples ache.  They want to burst out of my bra.  Theyıre throbbing too.  Keep touching me but touch me everywhere.²

³Everywhere?  Including your tits?²

³Especially my tits.  Oooh, Iıve never needed them touched as much as right now.²

Tracy moved back so I could pull the t-shirt over her head.  I fumbled the clasp so Tracy reached behind her back and undid it.  Then she pulled the bra from her breasts and arms and flung it over her head.²

³Oh, touch them, Mr. Marcus.  Kiss them and suck my nipples.  Squeeze them, please.²

Who was I to argue?  I added her breasts to the route my hands made over her body.  My lips suckled at her nipples, drawing squeals of delight.  In the meantime, she was still rocking back and forth on my erection.  With all of her movements in removing her shirt and bra, she was further back on my lap.  Instead of the length of my cock rubbing along her pussy, the tip of my penis was dancing around the wet lips of her cunt.  Tracy was breathing heavily.  Small drops of perspiration ran down her neck and in the valley of her breasts.  I rubbed them into her skin, as additional lubrication.

³Oh, Iım sooooo hot.  My pussy is burning up.  I donıt think your fingers or your tongue can fix it this time.²

Who was I to argue with an excited woman on the verge?

³I think youıre right.²

³I need something to put out my fire.²

³My hose is at your disposal.  Just take it slow.²

Tracy raised herself up and let the head of my cock nestle firmly in the damp opening between her legs.  She stayed up so it could move further in.  I continued my touching, only with more urgency.  More of my time was spent on Tracyıs previously ignored tits.  Tracy was tight but her cunt had been visited before.

³Tell me, Tracy, uh, have you had, uh, sex before?²

Ooh, no, uh, Mr. Marcus.  But I have, ooh, used a, uh, vibrator.²

Tracy kept advancing and lowering herself, as my cock made deepening progress.  

³But the, uh, vibrator, ooh, didnıt feel this gooood,² Tracy added.

Tracy was now wiggling around on my lap, our pubic hair rubbing.

³Congrats, Trace, you took it all,² said Noni.

Tracy threw Noni a look that could maim if not kill.

³Yes, but did you fuck Mr. Marcus with this much energy?² asked Tracy.

She took my face in her hands and attacked my mouth with hers.  For the first time, she slipped me her tongue.  My tongue and cock both made rapid thrusts into Tracy.  She was bouncing feverishly, up and down, on my cock.  On each downward push, she tightened her muscles and held her breath.  On each upward stroke, sheıd release a deep breath, pushing her breasts towards me.  She was urgently seeking a release.  Mine was closer.

³Iım, uh, getting close to cumming, Tracy.  Youıd better get off.²

³Get you off, Iım gonna get you off,² she parroted.

³I mean it.  Weıre using no protection, and I donıt want to get you pregnant.  Please get off me.²

³Arenıt I, uhh, getting you off?² she panted.

³Yes, oh yes, but thatıs not the point,² I replied.

Tracy maintained her rhythm.  She acted like she was going for the big finish.
Noni stood up and came over.  There was a concerned look on her face. 

³Tracy, you heard what he said.²

Tracy just kept on.  Despite my superior strength, I had no leverage.  I couldnıt prevent her from sitting back down after sheıd raise herself up.

³Tracy, please,² I begged.

Tracy bucked even harder.  The friction was delicious.  It was only a matter of seconds before Iıd blast the inside of Tracyıs cunt with an unhealthy load.

³Noni, help,² I asked.

Noni came up from behind and clasped her arms around Tracyıs torso, below her tits.  They stood out, Noniıs arms acting like a shelf.  On Tracyıs next upward stroke, Noni pulled Tracy back with all her might.  Tracy tried to grab the back of my chair, but she was too late.  Tracy slid off my lap.  Noni released her grip and Tracy landed on the floor with a bump, stunned by the interruption.  Noni got on her knees in front of me.

³Donıt worry, Mr. Marcus, I wonıt leave you all juiced up,² she said.

It didnıt take much.  With a strong inhale and the stroke of Noniıs tongue on the sensitive underside of my glans, I lifted my hips and filled Noniıs mouth with hot sperm.

³Damn, that was mine,² said Tracy, recovering from her abrupt disengagement.

³Thatıs okay, you can give Mr. Marcus a blow job next time,² said Noni.

Next time?

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