Double Lesson! [MF][Gentle][blowjob][eating out][teaching]

Joan, the shy girl, is invited to learn more from the frat boy elf….

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This time, it was a letter from him. Not a letter, a note- but it was signed and dated. So that made it a letter in Joan’s mind.

“Joan-

Remember how I’m invested in your learning? I’ve got another lesson if you’d like it. Think mouth, cock, me, and you.

– Your roommate”

The word cock written out made her flush, but she was intrigued. It could be interesting. She licked her lips a little subconsciously as she re-read.

Then she left it for a week, letting possible answers float through her brain, flushing every time she saw him.

It was a lazy golden afternoon when she decided to act. His door was open and he had just gotten cleaned up. He met her eyes for a bare second and settled into his chair. A flick of his fingers, a flash of the note, and she was across the common room and shutting the door.

She was nearly breathless already with her excitement. He smirked. “Took you long enough…. had to think long and hard huh?” He laughs at his own joke and she pads over on soft feet. He gleamed in the sun, tan and lovely with his long lashes and rich mouth waiting for her. He was so damn inviting. She knew his hands would be gentle as always, large enough to handle her, and those sweet eyes would never judge her. He watched her for a moment as she stood in front of him. “Alright… You’re a smart woman, Joan, so Im sure you figured out you’re going to learn how to suck my cock today.”

Under his gaze she trembled and blushed but nodded. “Yeah…. I don’t really… know how that’s going to work but I’d love to try. It sounds… interesting.” He nodded in assent.

“Start on your knees. You’ve got to get a good angle for both you and your partner. That’s it- you’re level now with my stomach. And my dick of course.” The bump under his towel showed he was already getting hard. Kneeling before him, she was just so pretty…. big brown trusting eyes, mouth open just a little with that dark red tongue visible the tiniest bit…. long hair draped over her like the most beautiful length of black silk…. Gods her mouth was going to be amazing….

He cupped her jaw, locking her hair between his fingers. “We’ll start small… your lips are so soft… the miracle of being a woman, I assume.” He rubbed gently with his thumb, tilting her head back slightly so the sun cast a golden beam across her and made her glow. The eroticism made her gasp. Being gently manhandled and taught like this made her wet. “Let me part your lips… past your teeth- don’t bite!”

She flushed and grinned playfully. It had only been a graze, a gentle nip.

“You’re getting too brave. Where’s that shy girl who let me fuck her?” He teased and leaned to kiss her forehead. “Suck me, go ahead.” And then he groaned as she took his thumb into her wet, velvety mouth. Somehow she already had the right amount of pull and heat and- he got dizzy as all his blood rushed to his cock and made him painfully hard. “That’s- really good. Move your tongue- oh holy shit.” He swore. He needed to keep his wits about him, this was about her.

“Good?” She asks for assurance as he pulls his thumb out with a soft pop. He just nods.

“Ready for the real thing?” After she nods he pulls the towel aside to show off his rigid erection laying flat on his stomach. He was completely clean shaven and his balls were the perfect size to cup in her hands. She flushed wildly that she had even thought something like that and instead looked at the barely veined length, the red mushroom head, the drops of glossy pre cum on his stomach. His breath caught as she looked. “Like it? Then start with a little kiss, on the head.”

The salty taste surprised her, as well as the velvet heat burning against her lips. “Kiss all down the length… that’s the frenulum- the uh… the uh shaft… the testicles, where…” He felt his brain turn to mush as she softly kissed him. She paused and her breath across the tip of his dick made him moan. “Lick me, up and down. Gods… I’ve got to give you all the steps because once I fill that pretty mouth I won’t be able to think. So lick, fill your mouth with me, suck, swirl your tongue… be gentle, don’t hurt your throat…. oh my fucking-” He let his head drop back as she took the tip into her hot mouth. The barest graze of teeth, the carefulness of her, her studious gaze, the slow drag of her liquid tongue… he opened his mouth to get some damn oxygen into him so he didn’t feel so lightheaded.

She worked hard. She actually… loved this. The weight of it, the softness and hardness at the same time… the incredible heat. The salt taste irked her considerably. But the way it filled her mouth completely made her feel a strange sense of blissful comfort.

“Breathe through your nose.” He helped her as he began petting her hair with one hand. “You’re a natural.” That made her try to go deeper and she gagged and coughed. “Whoa- whoa- don’t hurt yourself Joan- oh gods you love this don’t you? You just relaxed your throat on your own, holy fuck…” Indeed she had and she’d taken him all the way down. He slowly pulled her off with a guiding hand in her pretty hair, then pushed her back down until she picked up the rhythm on her own. He stroked her cheek as she worked, lost in the stretch of her jaw and her half shut eyes. He felt his orgasm building, winding up for a fast release, and he hissed through his teeth. “Joanjoanjoanjoan don’t stop okay? I’ve got to- oh my gods, oh gods.” She had pulled off and sat frozen as his load dripped onto his thighs, her lap, her chest. He gathered himself, staring at the golden hour rays to catch his breath and mind.

“I don’t- I hate messes!” She was beet red about it and he laughed, which made her all the more irked. Though how could she really be that mad after such a divine experience?

He got a wet cloth and began wiping at her skirt and chest. “I’ve got you. You’re alright. You know I never leave you dirty or messy, so don’t play that you’re annoyed.” He kissed her forehead then softly cleaned her mouth. She found herself chasing his fingers, wanting to bite and suck again. She was sopping wet but didn’t want to bring it up. The sounds he’d made had been so satisfying it would provide enough fuel for many nights of self entertainment. “Damn, looks like you want to make more messes already. I thought you said you didn’t! So confusing!” He teases before kissing her. “Stand up. Oh you’re dizzy huh? Did all your blood head somewhere else? Need some help from your teacher? Remember I’ve got a hundred years of experience so….”

He lifted her onto the bed and waited, brow raised in question. After a moment she said, “Alright, double lesson today.” He laughed and pulled her forward so her legs dangled off the side, then untied her skirt.

“No panties and sopping wet already, alright…. See, again, you say you don’t like messes but here you are with wet thighs and eyes begging for it. And your sweet voice consenting. Because I respect the shit out of you, darling.” He added between kisses up her calves. “Finrandar’s beard, I really fucking do. Respect for the woman who asked me to fuck her for the first time, who touched herself so purely it made me come, who sucked me off so well I saw the goddamned stars….” By now he’s nibbling gently on her thighs while she just lays back and keeps her breath under control. Barely. And now not in control as she feels that wet mess drip down her thighs. “I’m going to eat you out until you come, and then I’m going to kiss you so you can taste your sweetness.”

That scared her. “I…. eat?” Her voice was a squeak and he stopped biting and only massaged her thighs reassuringly.

“Just gentle. I won’t actually eat you up, Joan.” He chuckles from between her legs and tucked his hair behind his pointed ears. “I’ll just start with some licking on your inner thighs, some kisses… I’ll palm your- holy shit you’re hot. You’re so aroused, damn.”

She flushed and ground instinctively against his hand. He kissed her stomach and just rested there for a moment. “Alright, I’ve got to have this… let me know if you need or want to stop. Ever.”

“No, keep going.” The pleasure was right there, waiting, in his hands to electrify her and oh fuck it did. His tongue was wet and warm and sloppy and the pleasure that curled in her was a hot friendly beast. She rolled her hips and hit him in the nose, which made him laugh against her slit. Juices dripped into his mouth and down his chin as he dove in.

She bucked in a rhythm that pushed the best parts of his mouth right against her clit. She found herself whining and begging and sweating as he worked. That beast of pleasure inside her growled and in a flash she had grabbed his damp hair and shoved his face as deep as it could go while she ground out her pleasure. With a choking scream she came, riding that wave and spasming on his tongue. He took it all in gracefully, blue eyes just watching her writhe around him. “Don’t stop, please, don’t you ever stop- oh now stop, stop.” Sudden sensitivity hit her. He pulled away immediately and kissed her knees before standing up, wiping his mouth.

She’s almost embarrassed as he kisses her, but she tastes.. sweet. “You’re beautiful.” He whispers. “And you made another mess.”

She can’t do anything but lay there while he cleans her and kisses her sweetly. “Want to nap? Sun’s going down, nice and warm, coming off an orgasm like that’s gotta make you tired…” He murmured as he helped her sit up.

Her skirt was wrecked and she sneaked a pair of his soft pants before climbing into bed. “I do think I want to nap… your mouth is amazing. How’d you learn all of that?”

“Oh, I had a teacher.” He grinned as he settled down to sleep with her wrapped in his arms.

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