Date: Mon, 20 Jun 2016 14:18:02 -0400
From: Seekinuout2 <seekinuout2@aol.com>
Subject: My Second Career Chapter 8

A house guest proves to be a fine student as our story continues.  The
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I spent the two days before Keesha's arrival tidying up the house and
laying in some of the things I knew were food favorites of my guest.  Since
there was no question but that Keesha would be sharing my bed, I made sure
on Friday that the bed had fresh linens and there were plenty of towels in
the bathroom.  There were also some drawers consolidated so she would have
space for her things.  I wanted her to feel at home.

Promptly at 3 o'clock that Friday Shawna pulled into the driveway.  I went
to greet them and help carry any luggage inside.  We took the bags into the
entryway and Shawna gave Keesha a hug and a kiss.  Shawna was worried about
the I-5 traffic this time of day so she needed to keep moving.  She gave me
the information on how to contact her while she was away and with one last
kiss to Keesha she was backing onto the street.

I closed the door as Shawna's car disappeared and turned to my guest.
"Unless you have an objection, I thought we would simply share my room.
I've cleared some closet space to stash your things.  You aren't a cover
hog are you?"  Keesha grinned shaking her head, no.  We each grabbed a bag
and headed down the hall to my bedroom.

"That's a huge bed, Gary.  We don't have any beds that big at my house."

"It's an oversized king bed.  There's plenty of room for two in a bed that
size.  Now those three drawers on the left are yours and plenty of space in
the closet for you hanging clothes.  I know you'll want to hang your school
uniforms so they don't wrinkle.  The bathroom is just through that door."
Keesha threw her arms around me and gave me a hug.

"I just know being here is going to be the greatest.  Thanks for allowing
me to stay here.  I hope I'm not any trouble."

"No trouble at all sweetie."  I had the sense I was going to enjoy her
company immensely.  "Now why don't you unpack and get settled while I get
us some grub.  I know you like Thai food so I thought I would order some to
be delivered.  There are a couple of emails from work I need to answer then
I'll place the order.  You make yourself at home while I finish that chore.
There are juice and sodas in the kitchen.  Help yourself."  I just had
placed our food order when Keesha walked into my study.  "Are you all
unpacked?"

"Yep; I also put my suitcases at one end of the closet."

I was just about to inquire just how much Julie had shared with her about
our times together when the doorbell rang signaling the arrival of dinner.
It was a conversation that could wait until we were full of pad Thai.  Over
dinner I learned that Julie had only spoken in general terms about my
classroom techniques, if you will.  Evidently I got high marks for being
honest and frank, but also for helping Julie discover how much pleasure the
body can provide.  I could tell from how animated Keesha was that she was
anxious to experience some of that pleasure for herself.  I was just as
anxious to guide that discovery.

After dinner television proved to be lacking in entertainment value.  We
did watch a variety special curled up together on the sofa.  When the
program finished I suggested Keesha take a bath or shower and get ready for
bed.  Since I wanted all this to be at her level of comfort I waited to see
if, like Julie, I would be invited to join her.  I was not, which is fine
remembering there was no male figure in her household.  I waited a decent
length of time then headed to the bedroom.  Keesha had just emerged from
the bathroom and was wearing a cute little nightie with ruffles around the
neckline and the legs of the panty bottom.  I had seen her in a swimsuit
many times but there was something slightly erotic about the flouncy
fabric.

I invited Keesha to make herself comfy while I hit the shower.  As the
water ran over me I couldn't help but wonder what this night had in store.
I made quick work of the wash up and buffed myself dry.  There was a short
debate with myself; enter the room naked, or throw on a robe.  I opted to
be a package to be unwrapped so I grabbed my favorite terry robe and tied
it loosely around me.  When I came into the bedroom Keesha was playing a
game on her laptop.  All play stopped and two eyes took survey of me from
head to toe.  Keesha was under the covers, propped up on the pillows, so I
lay down on top of the covers.

"Before things progress any further I want to remind you that you're the
one in control here, Keesha.  I will gladly share my knowledge and my body
with you, hoping you will do the same.  However, if there is ever something
you don't want to do you have to promise to speak up.  You need to remember
that all through your life."  Keesha reached over to kiss my cheek.

"Julie told me you would always make sure I was happy.  I believe her and I
trust you."

"Great!  Then I guess I better crawl under the covers.  I don't like
wearing anything to bed; I hope that's OK."  There was an enthusiastic nod
so I stood and pulled back the covers.  I removed the robe and lay down on
the bed.  I was going to pull the covers over me but Keesha placed her hand
over mine to stop me.

"Before you pull up the covers can I look?  I've never seen a naked man
before."

"Look, touch, whatever you like.  That's why I'm here; so you get to know a
man's body."  Tentative fingers checked out the hair on my chest.

"White men have more hair than black men," she said, "at least from what
I've seen on TV."

"I think that's a fair statement.  However men of all backgrounds have
pubic hair. Some trim it, some shave it, and some leave it as is.
Personally, I trim a bit and shave my balls.  I like it better when they
are being touched or licked or sucked."  I felt Keesha's leg next to mine
as she moved in a bit closer.  Dark chocolate fingers ran over my pubes
then ventured down to gently caress my ball sac.  As she rolled my balls in
her hand my cock puffed a bit.

"I like the way they feel - kind of spongy.  Does it feel good to have them
played with?"

"Oh yeah", was about all I could muster at the moment.  The attention she
was giving was quite pleasant and I hoped it would continue.  She would
roll them in her hand then tug at them a bit.  She had also moved her head
in closer, presumably for a better look.  I could feel the rate of her
breathing on my crotch.

"Julie told me you're 'uncut'; what does that mean?"

"Take my cock in your hand and gently pull the skin down towards the base."
My awakening soldier stood upwards and she did as I suggested.  My one-eyed
bandit emerged, slick with precum.  "What you see is what is called the
head of my penis, or cock.  If I were circumcised, or cut, you would see
that all the time.  Since I am not, it shows itself best when I begin to
get excited."

"Am I getting you excited?"  Keesha giggled a bit.

"Yes, I'm afraid you are.  If you kept moving your hand up and down like
that I would get very excited.  That's what guys call jerking off.  If you
do it long enough I would have an orgasm.  Girls can masturbate to orgasm
too, but it's a little different with you."

"Julie told me she likes jerking you off because you shoot cum.  Is it
alright if I do that?"

"I would like that very much.  However, before we continue why don't you
take off your night clothes.  I wouldn't want to shoot cum all over them."
She quickly slipped out of her top then slid her panties down her legs and
off.  I held her naked body close while Keesha resumed her pumping.  The
head of my dick was slick as could be and glistened in the bedroom light.
Keesha held my cock with one hand and ran her finger around the goo on my
cockhead.  When it was all slick she put it to her lips and licked the
finger clean.

"It's funny but good."  Then she went back to pumping.

To keep from shooting too quickly I tried to find a distraction.  That came
in the form of a nipple that sat atop a budding bosom by my head.  I turned
to lick and suck.  Because she was just a wee bit older than Julie Keesha
was a bit more developed.  She let out a gasp as I sucked her tittie but
she didn't break her stroke.  I automatically began to thrust into her
fisting.  I warned Keesha it wasn't going to be long as I couldn't hold off
much longer.

Without missing a beat Keesha moved to between my outstretched legs.  "I
want to see you cum", she announced.  She had her chin close to my balls
now.  Her focus was fixed on the head of my cock.

"Aw geez, Keesha, I can't hold off any longer.  Keep stroking beautiful
girl."  With three final thrusts I felt the load rise up through my
dick. "Here it comes!"  With that announcement I grabbed the sheets with
both hands and became a semen fountain spewing spunk all over my belly.  I
watched the last globs dribble down her fingers, which still lovingly held
my spent soldier.

"Did I do OK?"

"You were fantastic!"  I wasn't lying; she was a natural.  The great hand
job had only served to horn dog me up.  I had a sweet chocolate on my
pillow and I intended to have me some before we turned out the light.  "It
seems only fair since you made me feel so good that I help you feel good
too.  Why don't you scoot up onto the pillows and lay on your back."  She
did as I asked and I crawled between her legs, leaving a trail of slime on
her thigh as I went.  "Now remember our deal; if you don't like something
you have to tell me, but I think you will enjoy this."

Before me was a lovely hairless mound with just a hint of pink showing from
her brown lower lips.  Taking hold of her hips I let my tongue glide
lightly over the length of her slash.  Keesha let out a long sigh; the
first of many I hoped.  She tasted like clean mountain air and I wanted all
I could get.  I licked, sucked, and nibbled my way while she moaned and
twisted from side to side.  My hands held her hips steady while the rest of
her reacted to these new pleasures she was experiencing.  Her taste had me
wanting to devour her and I kept having to remind myself this was the first
time and there would be many more.  Self control prevented me from burying
my once again rock hard bone.

I had us switch places so that she was kneeling over my face.  The meant I
could eat and jerk at the same time.  Keesha was tossing her head side to
side and kept saying "Gary please don't stop."  I had no intention of not
finishing my meal.  She ground her pussy into my face while I continued to
lap her juices.  There was a high-pitched squeal as she pushed her pelvis
to my face.  My tongue went deep, her head flung back, and as she reached
the pinnacle of her young orgasm I shot my second load of the night all
over her back.

Exhausted from the experience, Keesha collapsed in my arms.  I could see
the pearly streams of my baby batter making their way down her dark brown
back.  When I thought she had recovered sufficiently I took her head in my
hands, pulled her face to mine, and gave her a very adult kiss.  We lay
there in that embrace, sucking each other's tongues, nibbling each other's
lips; until we drifted off to sleep.  I awoke about an hour later with
Keesha still in my arms.  I pulled the covers tighter around us and drifted
back to dreamland.