Date: Tue, 25 Jan 2005 17:34:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Ken James <ken@kenjamesfiction.com>
Subject: Love Lessons Ch. 3

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Written by Diane (cuddlydbear) and Ken James

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You and I lie in each other's arms quietly for a few minutes after our
guests leave my room. We kiss and cuddle, thinking of the wonderful time we
have just had. " I love you, Mr. James" I sigh softly. "Thank you for
making my first lovemaking experience the best." You just pull me close and
kiss me tenderly. Exhausted from the day's activities, we quickly fall
asleep.

You wake me at dawn and lead me out onto the balcony. Bent over the rail
with my body glowing in the golden light, I scream lustily as you take me
fiercely from behind. After I climax, we return to bed and make long tender
love until you cum in my pussy.

We realize that it's time to go, so we reluctantly get up and you go back
to your room to pack. I start getting my things together.

Three hours later . . .

"Wow, that was a long bus ride. I'm sure glad to be home", you say as we
get off the bus.  As we take our luggage, the school secretary comes up to
me. She has a message from my parents.  They have been called out of town
because my grandmother is sick.  I start to cry, until the secretary
explains that my grandmother will be fine, but my parents need to be there
for a couple of days until my uncle can get there.

Now I need a ride home.  You offer to take me back to the house, since I do
have a key.  We say goodbye to the other students and our faculty friends,
exchanging a secret smile with the Coach, Mr. Smith, the Dean and
Ms. Robinson. We get into your van and start down the road.  I lie back,
thinking of your cock, and start to get very wet. I squirm in my seat,
trying not to moan. You glance over and ask if I'm okay. I just give you my
sexiest smile and tell you I'm just reliving our adventure.  Just hearing
me say that makes you hot, and I notice a growing bulge in your pants.

I reach out and caress your cock, and you groan with pleasure. You're
harder than any time I've been with you.  "Maybe we need to make a pit
stop" I purr softly. "After all, no one is waiting for me at home, and
you're single." You smile at me and pull into a secluded rest area that no
one uses since the interstate was built.

You reach over and pull me close, kissing me passionately as your hands
roam over my body.  We go into the back of the van, where you have a
carpeted area, and start to undress each other. Your mouth moves down to my
breasts, freed from my shirt. I'm not wearing a bra, so you start to lick
and suck my nipples, but that's not what I want.

I push you down onto the floor and turn around so we are in a 69.  You
groan with pleasure as I push your pants down and take your stiff cock into
my mouth. As I begin to suck you, your tongue finds my clit and sucks hard
on it.  It feels so good! Both of us are panting with pleasure, and you
thrust your tongue into my pussy as I scream and cum all over your
face. You are so close to cumming . . . but you push me away just before
you explode. "Please stop, baby...I don't want to cum yet. I want to fuck
you one more time before I have to take you home."

I smile and turn over, kissing your neck, your earlobes, your eyes and your
mouth over and over as I lie back next to you.  You pull me close, both of
us lying on our sides, and slowly push your cock into my dripping pussy.
As you start to fuck me, holding me close and kissing my lips. I notice a
small bag behind you.  I reach over you and pick it up.  Unzipping it, I
find a butt plug and a dildo with some lubricant.  I pull you on top of me
and take the butt plug out, lubing it up.

You're moaning with pleasure as you pump your cock into me.  Suddenly, you
scream loud enough to be heard in the next town.  I have just thrust the
butt plug into your waiting ass.  "Oh, God, Deee! Yes baby! Oh, that feels
so good in my ass!" You fuck me harder and faster as I twist the plug into
your asshole, but then I pull it out. You're surprised, and a little upset,
until the dildo slides firmly into your butt. I shove it into you in time
with your fucking.

We can't control our screams now. I cum hard all over your cock, pumping
the dildo into your ass as I explode.  You can't take any more.  Screaming
with pleasure again, you shoot the biggest load of the weekend into my
cunt.  We're shaking as we slow down, finally collapsing in each other's
arms.  The dildo stays in your butthole as you cuddle me.  "That was
incredible, Mr. James" I say as we kiss.  We know we have to get going,
because my parents will be calling to make sure I got home okay.
Reluctantly getting dressed, we exchange a final kiss and climb back into
the front seats. You start the car and drive me home.

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"I'll help you with your bags," I say as I park the van in the driveway. We
start making out in the entry as soon as the front door closes. After we
kiss passionately for a few minutes, you reach for my zipper. I stop you,
saying "Let's do this in a bed."

"Okay," you answer, taking my hand and leading me down the hall. "My
bedroom's this way."

"No," I say, coming to a sudden stop. You look into my grinning face, a
little shocked. "Where's the master bedroom?"

"You want to fuck me in Mom and Dad's bed? That's sort of sick!" You pause
for a moment. "But exciting. Let's go!"

In the bedroom, you unzip my pants and fall to your knees. "I'll bet you've
got a vibrator," I say.

"Mr. James, I've got a whole toybox," you reply.

"Go get it." You run down the hall. I remove the quilt and blanket from the
gigantic bed with the big mirrored headboard and fold them neatly on the
dresser. It seems to be taking you a long time to collect your toys. I'm
just about to go looking for you when you step into the room. "Wow!" I
whisper.

You're now dressed in a tight black bra with your already-erect nipples
sticking through circular cut-outs, shiny black spike-heeled shoes, black
nylon stockings supported by a garter belt, and frilly black panties. A
black leather collar with chrome studs circles your throat. You're carrying
a small wooden chest, bound in brass. "Your cheap slut whore is here,
Mr. James," you purr as you set the chest on the nightstand.

"Baby Dee, there's nothing cheap about you," I say
mock-reprovingly. "You're a fucking expensive slut whore."

"Oh Mr. James, I'm so glad this turns you on," you say as I catch your
swollen nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and begin pinching and
twisting them. Your areolae quickly puff into half-domes. "I saw some
pictures on the Internet with a man who looked a little like you making
love to a woman dressed like this. I printed them off and took them to bed
with me every night to look at while I was masturbating. I fantasized about
it being us in the pictures."

"Please strip for me," you continue, pulling away to open the chest and
reach inside. It only takes me a moment to undress and stand before you,
naked and almost unbelievably hard. You fasten a leather collar matching
your around my neck.

"The man was wearing something too. Would you mind?" You hold out a cock
ring, another simple strip of black leather with chrome studs and snaps.

"I don't need that," I say, "but I'll be glad to wear it for you." I slip
the strap under my balls and pull it upward. It's almost too tight to fit
around my cock and balls, but I manage to snap it. You stand motionless for
a moment, staring at my bulging balls and swollen pecker.

"I can hardly believe it," you marvel. "It's making you even bigger and
harder. And your balls are wonderful." You drop to your knees and begin
kissing and licking them. You don't even touch my cock, but it begins
throbbing violently and I wonder if I'm going to shoot right now. I pull
you to your feet, wrap my arms around you and kiss you passionately.

My rock-hard penis is between your legs, pressing against bare flesh. I
realize the frilly panties you're wearing are crotchless. Your naked folds
are already slick with your juices. I can barely resist my desire to drive
into you.

Your panties aren't just crotchless. The split in the cloth runs up the
back to the waistband. I cup your buttocks and start running a finger up
and down your crack. You growl deeply and cling to me even more tightly as
I tickle your anus.

You start moving, catching my shaft between your folds and rubbing your
clit against my cock head. At first, I'm sure I'm going to cum, wasting my
semen on the outside of your vulva. Then something magical happens. My
insistent need to ejaculate fades while my arousal continues to
increase. You're humping me rapidly now. You cum violently when I slide my
fingertip into your asshole. I have to hold on to keep you from
collapsing. "Oh Baby," you gasp. "That was so good!"

I hold you and stroke your hair. "You're so wonderful," I whisper. "I love
you so much. Let's get into your parents' bed. I want to take your cherry
now."

"But you've already . . . Oh! Of course I want to give you that. First I
want to play with another toy . . . something else from the pictures. Bend
over the bed, Mr. James."

I watch our reflections in the headboard mirror. You look like a dark,
untamed angel. You take a butt plug, much longer and thicker than the one
in the van, from the toy chest and lubricate it carefully. I gasp and my
cock throbs as you press it into my ass. When it's safely in place, you
touch something and the plug begins vibrating, gently but insistently. I'm
sure the stimulation is going to set me off within seconds, but once again
my body backs away from its imminent orgasm. "What else?" I finally ask.

"Mr. James, I want you to be the first man to take me through my back
door," you answer as you lie down on the bed. I join you and we lie on our
backs, side by side. Kinky Mommy and Daddy! There's a huge mirror on the
ceiling. You touch a switch on the headboard and lights come on,
illuminating the bed brightly.

"We look so good in the ceiling mirror," you say. "Just like the man and
woman in those pictures. Sometimes when Mom and Dad are gone, I dress up
like this and bring my toys in here. It's so exciting watching myself get
off."

Just as I'm reaching for you, the phone on the nightstand rings. "Hello. Hi
Mom, how's Grandma?" As you talk, you catch my hand and put it between your
breasts. I stroke you through the slick tight fabric, amazed at your
concentration as you talk about your Grandmother and the game. I put my
other hand between your legs. "Hi Dad," you say as I slide a finger into
your tight hot pussy. Your juices are running down onto the bed. We're
going to have to launder the sheets. "Love you Dad," you finally say. "I
love you too, Mom. Tell Grandma I'm glad she's doing okay. Bye."

"God Ken, it's so good watching you play with my body," you say, hanging up
the phone. "You've had my virginity. Now I want to give you my butt
cherry."

There are three pillows at the head of the bed. I arrange them under you,
elevating your buttocks. Kneeling between your spread legs, I pause to
admire the steady stream of fluid oozing from your open pussy. Your hood is
completely retracted and your clit is a beautiful little swollen bud.

"Please Ken," you whisper, "fuck my ass now."

"Now Diane, a student should be respectful of her teacher. My name is
'Mr. James' and I'll decide what the lesson is going to be."

"Yes Mr. James," you reply softly. An instant later, you squeal with
pleasure as I slide my hard cock into your sweet tight cunt with one smooth
stroke. You've always been orgasmic, but it seems you cum more quickly and
with greater intensity every time we make love. I fuck you to three rapid
climaxes before pulling my penis out of your pussy. "Please Mr. James," you
gasp. "Fuck me more."

"Don't worry Diane, the lesson's only beginning." I thrust my stiff tongue
into your gaping cunt, caressing your hot slick pink walls and sucking your
juices. I move to your clit and begin sucking it. You cum explosively
within a few seconds. You squirm with excitement as I lick the sensitive
area between your vulva and anus, gradually working my tongue along your
spread cheeks.

I lick your sweet pink rosebud with my flat tongue, giving it a liberal
coating of saliva. I tease you open with the tip of my tongue, gradually
entering your hot hole. You moan with pleasure as I eat your sweet ass.

The little bottle of lubricant is on the nightstand. As I'm picking it up,
I lift the toybox lid. There's a cock and balls dildo on top. It's somewhat
larger than my penis and lifelike, except for being hot pink and
transparent. I place the dildo between your breasts and smear lubricant on
my dick.

"Please Mr. James!" you exclaim as I slide a lubricated finger up your
ass. Your anal muscles clamp me tightly, then relax. "I'm ready. Please
fuck me!" I withdraw my finger. "Oh Mr. James! You've got your cock-head
against my asshole. Oohh! You're opening me. I can't believe how good it
feels! How far? Your whole head's inside me. Now your shaft! Oh yeah!
You're sliding your big hard cock into my asshole!" You're thrusting two
fingers in and out of your pussy while rubbing your clit with your
thumb. Your anal muscles clamp me tightly as you cum.

Our bodies are slick with sweat. My penis is all the way inside you. "Fuck
me Baby! . . . Mr. James Baby! . . . Fuck my asshole!" You're moaning with
pleasure as I begin moving, slowly withdrawing, and then sliding back
inside. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" you whisper.

You're staring at your reflection in the ceiling mirror, watching yourself
as I fuck your ass faster and faster. You're twisting and pulling on your
nipples and rubbing your breasts. The juices flowing from your pussy are
running down onto my cock. The dildo is still trapped between your big
tits. You suddenly grab it and thrust it violently into your hot wet cunt.

You're screaming and thrashing, fucking your hot pink snatch inches above
my cock driving into your asshole. The butt plug is fucking my ass just as
hard as I'm fucking yours. "Oh Mr. James
. . . Mmiissttteeerrrrrr. . . . Jammmeeeesss! . . . Fuck! . . . ass cunt
cock! . . . OHGODOHFUCKOHMYGODOHFUCKME! . . . Yeah, shoot your hot cum up
my asshole . . . OhYeahShootSoGoodSoGood! . . . I'm cummmiiiinnggg!!!"

I'm screaming too, spraying wave after wave of juice up your butt, emptying
my overloaded balls into your body. We collapse together, gasping for
breath.

After we've recovered slightly, I pull my penis out of your asshole and
unfasten the cock ring. The plug in my butt is still vibrating. I switch it
off, but decide to keep it in place. You're lying flat on your back, limp,
with your eyes closed, still gripping the dildo in your pussy. I pull it
out and lift your body off the pillows.

You roll onto your side as I lie beside you and we kiss tenderly. "Thank
you, Mr. James. Getting my butt fucked was even better than I'd
fantasized. You're the best lover!"

"Sweet Dee, I love you so much. You're the best piece of ass," we both
chuckle at the phrase, "in the state . . . maybe the world."

We kiss some more, then lie on our backs, holding hands and gazing up at
our reflections. "You're my first man," you confess, "but I did practice a
little."

"With the plug you used on me? That seems awfully big."

"No, a little vibrator . . . much smaller than your penis. I've never had
the nerve to put something the size of your cock up my . . . "

"DING-Dong!" The doorbell is almost shockingly loud.

"Oh shit!" you gasp. "I wonder who that is. Maybe they'll go away."

"DING-Dong! DING-Dong!"

"They know someone's here. My van's in the driveway. You'd better go answer
it."

The doorbell continues ringing as you dash to your bedroom. You're putting
your robe on as you run down the hall to the door. I suddenly realize your
hair's all tangled and you're still wearing the spike heels and nylons.

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I run to the door with the bell still pealing insistently. Whoever it is
can't wait, and I don't worry about how I'm dressed.

"Hi Dee! " It's Julie and Joan Coleman . . . the cheerleader twins
. . . and Paul Weller, the team's star.  As I open the door, and smile at
them, they stare at me in my robe, stockings and high heels.  I try to act
natural and invite them in.  They crash into each other in their haste to
get inside, still looking at me.  "Wasn't that a fantastic trip? " I say,
inviting them into the living room.

"It sure was, " Paul murmurs, reaching out to caress my hair, "but we
didn't see much of you . . . or some of the teachers either. It was strange
that no one came to see why there was so much noise in the other rooms."  I
just smile innocently and explain that cheering at the game tired me out so
much that I fell asleep early.

We sit in the living room, sipping Cokes, until Joan Coleman reaches over
to touch my robe.  "You must have been getting ready for a hot date, Dee
. . . of course, anyone would be hot looking at you dressed like that." She
and I smile at each other as she caresses my hair. The look in her eyes
tells me that she remembers our past encounters.  It's enough to get me
wet, so without saying a word, I reach for her and kiss her gently on the
lips.  Suddenly, her tongue is in my mouth and we're on the sofa, pressed
together, both moaning from the contact. She unties the belt of my robe and
pulls it off. Everyone in the room stares at my spike heels, nylons, garter
belt, frilly black crotchless panties, cut-out bra and studded collar.

Paul and her sister Julie watch silently. Out of the corner of my eye, I
see a bulge growing in Paul's shorts.  Julie notices too, and reaches over
to caress it, bringing a groan from Paul's full lips.  He moves closer to
Julie, as Joan and I hump wildly on the sofa.  Paul and Julie start to
caress each other, kissing deeply.  Julie kisses her way down Paul's
stomach and pulls his shorts down, taking his jockstrap off in the process.
He moans loudly as she takes his stiff cock in her mouth.  By this time,
Joan and I have moved into a 69 on the carpet, and our sighs of pleasure
mingle with Paul's moans. We're all so intent on our oral play that we
don't hear you coming down the stairs.

"Dee, is everything okay? I thought I heard . . ." you break off as you
stare at the action on the carpet and loveseat.  You're still undressed,
and your cock hangs limply between your legs, as you take in the action.

At the sound of your voice, Julie jumps up with a wild stare.  "Mr. James!
What are you . . ."  She can't finish the sentence because she's stunned to
see you in my house, naked except for a collar matching mine.

Joan takes her mouth off my cunt just long enough to giggle and say "Dee, I
knew you were going to get him. Last time we made love, you called out his
name while I was eating your pussy, and when Julie fucked you with her
dildo you screamed 'oh, yes fuck me Mr. James' as you were cumming all over
the fake cock."

Paul is sitting on the loveseat with a still hard cock, grinning at all of
us.  He looks at your body and licks his lips, then stands up and comes
over to you, taking your hands and looking into your eyes.  He explains
that Coach Spooner got him to have sex with him by telling him that he
would be able to get you to fuck him one day, because Paul told the coach
that he has always wanted you.  You smile, and take Paul in your arms,
burying your tongue in his mouth as your hands roam over his hard athlete's
body.  Joan, Julie and I watch as you push Paul to the floor, taking his
cock in your mouth as you slide yours between his lips.  You suck each
other eagerly.

The moans coming from you and Paul are getting us all so wet, that we have
to do something to ease the heat.  Julie pushes me down onto the carpet and
spreads my legs.  She begins to lick and suck my clit and pussy, thrusting
her tongue inside me.  Joan lays down so that her pussy is in my face, and
I begin to eat her out as she turns so that she can eat her sister's pussy
at the same time.

As the excitement builds, you and Paul switch positions.  You murmur
softly, "Okay star, time for the kickoff," as you wet two fingers and slide
them into his ass.  They are immediately swallowed up, and you know that
he's ready for your cock.  You place him on his hands and knees facing the
three of us, and walk over to us. Pushing Julie aside for a minute, you
thrust your fingers into my crotch, taking them out dripping with my honey.
You smear my juices over your cock and walk back to Paul, kneeling behind
him.  As Joan and Julie and I start to cum, you thrust your cock into
Paul's waiting ass, burying it up to the balls with one stroke.  He screams
with pleasure as you start to fuck him hard.

The twins and I are cumming . . ." OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHhhh
DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH Yessssssssssssss baby!" Joan's
screams can be heard all over town as she explodes in my face. At the same
time, Julie and I scream that we're cumming. This is enough to push you and
Paul over the edge. You groan and fill his ass with your cum, as his
untouched cock sprays his seed all over the three of us.  You collapse on
top of him, pulling him into your arms as we lie in an all-girl pile a few
feet away.

Julie is the first to speak.  Pulling me and her sister into her arms, she
kisses us gently before she says "You know, Dee, we just came over to tell
you that Dean Johnson and Ms. Robinson told us after you left school today
that they have hired the ballroom of the Dorchester Hotel for our
graduation night party.  There's going to be a DJ, and since all of the
graduates are going to be over 18 by that time, they are going to have an
open bar for us.  They hired 3 of the largest hotel suites for after
dinner. They don't want any of us drinking and driving, so we will all be
staying there overnight . . . with all our favorite teachers as
chaperones. You're a chaperone too, Mr. James."

The twins and Paul then stand up, explaining that they have to get home
before their parents worry.  They dress quickly and leave, after each
giving both of us a warm and affectionate kiss.

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Copyright (c) 2005 by Ken James and Diane (cuddlydbear)

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is
coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted
diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex.

All my stories are posted on my personal website (kenjamesfiction.com).
Please check it out.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.
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