Erika: A Young Woman: Lessons Ch. 01

Erika was the 25 year old daughter of old friends. We had known her from a baby, and seen her become a young woman. I was suddenly becoming more aware of her sexuality. She had a nice little body, small boobs (but enticing), a slim waist, nice hips and shapely legs. I liked the look of her pussy in slacks. However, I was fairly sure she was still a virgin.

She'd never had a steady boyfriend. She was not shy, was in fact socially confident, a teacher. She had always mixed with the aults as a child and seemed more interested in them than in other children at times. I knew she would probably put younger men off, because she was so seemingly confident and self-possessed, and maybe even a little old-fashioned in her ways.

She was keen for me to see her new apartment, so I decided to take up her invitation, but maybe to go on my own, without my wife.

I knocked at her door. She was of course surprised to see me, but happy that I had come at last to see her place. She was wearing a light blouse, which showed a little cleavage, and denim jeans. She was a little flustered, a little flushed even. We had a good look around the apartment.

It was very well set up, neat and pretty ? like Erika, really, I remarked. She looked at me quizzically, not used to me flirting. When we were looking in her bedroom, I noticed her nervousness that she was showing a man into her temple. I made a joke along these lines and she sort of laughed it off with a nervous giggle, as if it hadn't occurred to her that I was a man.

When we got to the kitchen, there was a half-full champagne bottle on the table, and a small amount in a glass. She offered me a glass and I accepted. I noticed she had a little more herself, so she must have been at least a little tipsy. We sat and talked as we had never talked before.

I steered the conversation on to boyfriends. She admitted she didn't have one and I said that that was a failing more in the boys than her, if they couldn't see what a prize she was. She giggled a little and thanked me for the compliment. She said she thought she scared boys off, because she may have seemed more mature.

That led us onto some jokes about mature men and whether she preferred them, and she admitted that maybe that was the case. I asked why. She said she felt more comfortable with them, and they were more experienced, knew more about the world.

...and love?" I asked. She looked a little taken aback, but agreed.

"And maybe they know more about loving a young woman?" Again, she looked at me strangely, but again she agreed.

"Maybe a young woman like you needs a mature man to show her how to love..."

"Maybe," she said, growing coquette-ish.

"So, how would that go?" I teased.

"I don't know"

"Would she make the first move, or him?" I asked

"Oh he would" she teased.

"I think so too," I agreed, "But he might need an encouraging sign."

"What would that be?" she says.

"Oh. I don't know, but he would know it when he got it."

She looked puzzled. I laughed. Just kidding, I assured her.

"Let's look at the advantages of a mature man," I suggested.

"Oh, yes, and what are they?" she said. Somewhere a line or two had been crossed, and my cock was starting to strain against my shorts. I was not sure that she hadn't seen the bulge appear.

"He can be the teacher: the young woman need have no fear of her performance, because he is sure that he is likely to know more than her."

"He can take his time, because it's not his first time, and he's aware that it's better not to rush..."

"I can't believe we are having this conversation, Brian," she interrupted.

"Why not, because you never thought that I was a man?"

"No, I just never considered that we would ever be talking about sex"

"Are we talking about sex?" I teased. " I thought we were talking about sensuality. I love a sensual woman" She giggled.

"So let's talk more about a mature man: He will be gentle because he doesn't want to hurt her ? and he wants to show her he can do it well!" [she giggled again]

"Another advantage of older men is that you can tend to rely on them having had a vasectomy and being very careful about their ... health..." I said cheekily "So she is safe to play."

She suddenly said, "Brian, since we are talking about this, I think I should tell that I think I am frigid" and I knew that she had accepted what was happening and was considering whether she would so it....

"Nonsense," I said, "Very few women actually are frigid..all that means is that a woman can't climax or hasn't yet climaxed...it usually just takes the right person or moment for them to reach a sexual bursa escort climax" A little shiver ran up her, I noticed, and she looked down, then...

"What about Sara?" I knew that she would worry about my wife, but I also could tell that she really wanted me to debate with her, and convince her that what we were doing was okay...I told her that Sara was a lovely woman but had not much interest in sex these days, so she might be grateful that I was being kept happy by a younger woman..told her that no matter what we did, I would always love Sara above all else, and not let anything come in the way of our marriage...I wouldn't be telling Sara about this, and expected Erika to keep a confidence, but that didn't make it wrong: I simply judged it better not to tell Sara..besides, Erika might not be the first...had she considered that I might have done another young woman the same service previously?

So, if it's already happened, she neeedn't feel guilty about tempting me...and lots of other arguments... eventually I could see that Erika's conscience was satisfied

As we had another drink, I suggested she put on some soft music. She did so, happy to break momentarily from the tension. "How would all this start?" she said, as the music began.

"Let me show you," I said. Her eyes widened as if I had said I was going to fuck her right there.

"Hold out your hand"...she held out her hand tentatively..."he'd take her by the hand"...she was shaking, I noticed, as I took her soft young hand in mine..."and lead her to her room"...she came quite willingly, I noticed, as we entered her bedroom - hand in hand now

..I turned and looked her in the eyes. "He'd say to her "I will be gentle and not do anything you don't want me to do""... she smiled nervously..."he'd say again that this is perfectly safe. He'd sit them on the bed [doing that] and take off her shoes": I did so slowly, caressing each foot as it was uncovered, and kissing each one..."Then he'd slowly tenderly undress her"...my hands were excited, but I managed to coolly undo her blouse and take it off: she was wearing a bright red bra, probably her naïve idea of a "cool" under-garment.

...I wondered how she would react to me undoing it, so I said..."Remember, Erika, I will only do what you want me to, and I will take things slowly, not like a younger man"...she smiled and turned her back so I could undo the clasps: this was very promising indeed!

The bra was undone and she let it come off over her arms, but she crossed her arms over her breasts...I let her go, and simply ran my hand over the small of her back in a gentle way, saying

"I love women's backs, they are so strong and sensual" ? to take the focus away from her naked breasts...then I said that the mature man would ask the young woman to stand in front of him..she did so a little tentatively again, her breasts still covered by her folded arms. That meant that she couldn't react when I undid her jeans and pulled them slowly over her smooth hips.

She had on bright red bikini pants, tiny little delicate things. I noticed she was goose-pimpled and shaking, so I encouraged her to lie on the bed and covered her with a sheet. Despite it being a hot day, she was glad of that, and her arms came away from her breasts. I asked her to close her eyes, assuring her again that I would not rush things. She tried to relax. I clasped and unclasped my hands to make sure that they were not cold when I touched her.

The music drifted through her little apartment..I touched her hair and spent some time sitting on the bed stroking her blonde hair. When she seemed more relaxed, I began stroking her shoulders above the sheet. I kissed her neck softly and said she was beautiful, and had skin so soft and smooth.

I reached under the sheet and softly laid my hand on her flattened right breast. She gasped at first, but let my hand stay there. I deliberately let it just hold her breast for some time, as my mouth nuzzled her neck and my other hand smoothed her hair. Her little bud breasts felt soft but perky. When I had her confidence, I began running my finger around her nipple, which was very erect by now. She stiffened..."Let's enjoy ourselves first" I said, "Relax. I won't enter you until you ask me to..if you don't ask, it won't happen" (when I said the word "enter", I noticed that she took in a breath, but she didn't reply).

I kept playing with her breast and she let me do what I wanted after a while, so I moved onto the other breast. I moved the sheet slowly down to her belly...kissed her breasts..licked her nipples, my hands now feeling her young body above the waist.

I told her again not to worry..."I won't try to enter you until you ask me" bursa escort bayan as I kissed her breast.

She said "Oh, this feesl so nice, Brian".

"I knew you would like it. Just relax and enjoy. This should be a nice time for you" I said as I ran fingers over her breasts and belly, drawing the sheet down to run my hands now down her thighs. I pulled the sheet right back, since she was no longer cold. I kissed her calves and feet then moved my lips up her thighs, kissing and running my hands along them.

I played around on her pants above the mound of her pussy. I moved up (she still had her eyes tight shut) and whispered in her ear "Let's get rid of these naughty panties, eh?" She moved to let me pull her panties over her hips. "Lovely," I said, "What a lovely little pussy" She almost opened her eyes as she giggled at that.

Her pussy was covered in soft silky brown hair. Her legs were clamped shut. I let my fingers play through the pussy hairs and said "Has anyone done this with you?"

..."No" she whispered.

"Never?"

"No"...

I kept my hand playing on her pussy, my other hand on her breast as I put my mouth hext to her ear "Have you ever pleasured yourself?" She stiffened again, shocked, her eyes open

"What?".

I looked at her, my hands in place on her private parts

"You know what I mean, Erika.. have you ever?"

She decided that when a man has his hands on those bits, it's time to be honest: "Sometimes, but I don't get anything out of it" she admitted.

"Lesson one," I said, "I will show you how it works." She looked intrigued.

I started fingering her pussy, and she slowly relaxed when she could see I was being gentle, so her legs parted a little more...enough for me to get a finger running in her crack. I could feel the bud moisten. There was an audible catch in her throat. I starting slowly fingering her pussy which grew more moist.

"How does this feel?".

"Nice"

"Like when you do it yourself?".

Her eyes were closed, and a dreamy look on her face as she said., "Mmm..nicer than that"

Soon, her hips started moving and she started this sort of low murmuring. I kissed her breasts again, then poised above mouth and kissed her on the lips Slowly her lips parted, in an inexperienced way, and I tried to guide her with my tongue....then I moved off her mouth to her breast again and down her belly.

When she realised what I was aiming at, she grabbed my head and tried to pull me up, but I resisted. "No, just try this for a little while," I said. "If you don't like it, tell me, and I will stop".

She let me go. Her legs involuntarily closed on my finger, but I let it and began kissing her pussy hairs and lapping at the top of her crack. Almost as soon as I started licking, she started moaning, and her legs opened, and I knew she wouldn't be asking me to stop anytime soon. However, after a minute or so of licking, I teased her by stopping and saying. "OK honey. Shall I continue?"

She kept her eyes closed as she replied "Oh yes, don't stop yet". She giggled.

Soon she was moving in rhythm and moaning loudly, grunting almost...she grabbed my head, but this time didn't pull me off, more to hold me there. Then she twisted and bucked and rippled all at once, and I knew she had orgasmed. I moved up to hug her still-quivering slim body.

She was panting. "Oh Brian, Brian, that was amazing...is that what it's about? You do that so well" I assured her it was down to experience, I was not like a young man who just wants to get his cock in. She giggled at that.

I said, "But speaking of that..would you like to move on to lesson two now?"

She smirked a little "Oh. What's that?"

"Well, lesson two little chickadee is lovemaking in the traditional style...but you have to ask me...I told you I wouldn't enter you unless you asked me"

I wondered whether she would get cold feet and decide that lesson one was enough rule-breaking, so I was delighted when she said in a hsuky voice as I cupped her breasts, "Brian, would you please enter me?"

She was smiling and relaxed, she lay back spreadeagled and naked on the bed to watch my next move.

I had already removed my sandals, now I stripped my shirt and shorts off. She looked hard at my cock, smirking but fascinated. This would be her first one, I knew. I said "It's not big on the scale of things, my dear - but given your little inexperienced pussy, that's probably a good thing." As I said that I leaned over and kissed the said pussy. She giggled and gingerly touched my cock, then bacame more game and put her fingers around it I got onto the bed beside her. She spread her legs escort bursa and I poised myself abover her cunt entrance.

I could feel her tensing a little. "Relax, I won't hurt you" I said, "Tell me to stop if it hurts" She kissed my mouth in reassurance "Ok"

As I pressed, the entrance gave quite easily, and I was in before she realised it.

"I'm in, my dear. Normally I would start thrusting now, but we will take it a little slower today." We kissed; this time she used her tongue immediately.

I could feel how wet her pussy was. I began moving, she responded, pushing against me.

She had her eyed open now, drinking this first time in: "Oh, Brian, is love making always this nice?"

"Yes, most of the time, honey...as long as you want it to be...all it needs is a stiff cock and a wet pussy" We were both a little breathless, both making sex-noises.

She was pushing against my cock. I came sooner than I would have liked and she did not cum this time, but she grabbed me hard when she realised I had climaxed. She said in my ear "Have you done it, Brian?"

I smiled at this and said "Yes, I am done, Erika, you are officially fucked by an older man" . I hesitated to say that she was no longer a virgin. She turned her head to mine and kissed me on the lips, my cock falling out of her now-sloppy cunt. We held each other tight for some time, talking about sex and cumming and what it was like.

I aksed whether her pussy was sore, and she assured me it was fine. I apologised that she hadn't cum when I was in her, and told her that that was special when it happened, but it was far more rare than it looked like in movies or novels. I asked where she kept her tissues and showed her how couples clean up afterwards. Than we got back on the bed and played with each other gently.

Later, when my cock started raising its head again, we did a little bit of joking about cocks and what they were like. I suggested lesson three: her eyes grew wide as she asked what lesson three was. I explained that it was another position that most people liked, male and female, since it gave more pleasurable feelings and allowed deep penetration without pain.

I could see she had become a very keen pupil, and didn't need much convincing. So I quickly got her set up doggy style, with her bum in the air: what a gorgeous young arse she had: soft but firm. Lovely rounded hips. I suggested she lower her head onto the pillow if she wanted. She seemed a little fearful, so I kissed her bum and thighs a little, feeling her cunt with my figers until she was sloppy.

Then I positioned myself behind her, and pushed slowly at her cunt. She made a little initial resistance. I repeated that I wouldn't hurt her and she should tell me to stop when it hurt. So I began feeling her little boobs as they hung down, and running my hands all over her.

I kept my cock just on her slit. When I pushed again, I went straight in. She sighed. I started thrusting slowly. "Oh, that feels nice," she said.

I repeated my suggestion that she drop her head onto the pillow. She did so this time. Soon, we were both thrusting, my hand again on her tit and nipple, then reached around started feeling her clit. She moaned a little, lifted her leg a little to make sure I had access, and kept pushing at me. She was concentrating hard, wanting to cum with me in her this time, I suspected.

I tried to focus on something to hold off. She didn't help this by reaching back with her little hand and stroking my balls. This girl was learning too fast! Anyway her grunts had become little whimpers and I could tell she was cumming, so I let go with a spurt. I tried to keep hard long enough to bring her off, too, and more or less succeeded. She twisted again and again, whimpering and crying out in her throat like a polite Victorian lady trying to hide her orgasm from her husband. I was delighted that she came while I was still in her: that was another part of her education.

We collapsed on the bed and I promptly fell asleep. Half an hour later I awoke. She was draped over me, her hair on my arm, and her hand covering my sleeping cock. She too had slept.

I was a little awkward now, not sure whether to ask to repeat this liaison. Would she want to move on? Was she bored already with this 55 year old lover?

She helped me out: "You know, Brian, she said, pecking my lips, "I'm so glad you were my first... love teacher [I knew I was her first anything but I let that go out of politeness]. You are such a wonderful lover. I'm probably too young and virginal for you... but I would really love you to teach me more about love between a man and a woman"

I was excited by this and my cock twitched. I knew she could feel my response because her hand was stillon my cock. "Down boy," I said, "You've had enough activitiy for today". I kissed her wetly on the mouth and said "Till next lesson, then, Erika dear".

To be continued.....