Early Learning

A Good Samaritan has his reward.

She raised the alarm and his temperature.

I had not had a real holiday since my parents had retired ant left the UK for the Caribbean. My grandparents had owned a hotel on the South coast and that had passed to my father who turned that into three hotels in three different holiday locations. They were now my responsibility and I had been working hard at making certain that I would not drop the ball.

Now I was taking a few days off and had taken my girlfriend and her grandmother on a tour of the Yorkshire moors in my motorhome. Now I had delivered them back at her grandmother’s house and set off for a day on my own just wandering in one of my favourite areas.

I had last been in this area of the moors over ten years ago, but nothing seemed to have changed. I climbed up the hillside onto the plateau and paused to admire the view.

Hey mister, mister. The voice was coming from a pile of rocks off to my left, but, although it had a sense of urgency, it was not much more than a loud whisper. I stopped and thought about what I should do, but the call came again with the addition of ‘please’, which decided me to investigate.

Once in the rock pile, I found a girl aged around 16 or 17yrs old, about 5ft 6ins tall and very shapely. She put her fingers to her lips so that I knew I should be quiet then she pointed at the lip of a drop. Before I moved, I heard the noise that had alarmed her. It was the unmistakable sound of a woman reaching an orgasm, and at that moment, she reached it.

The girl whispered that she had seen a man down there with her and she thought he was raping the woman and I should do something about it.

I beckoned the girl to follow me away from the rocks, and once we’d reached the path, I told her that he wasn’t raping her in fact he had been doing what she wanted him to do and had enjoyed it.

“How do you know that she had enjoyed it?”

“Because that is the sort of sounds a woman makes when she’s having sex and enjoying it.”

“It didn’t sound as though she was enjoying it. I don’t think it sounded good at all.”

“Well, if it wasn’t enjoyable, people wouldn’t do it, and if people didn’t do it there would never be any children and so you wouldn’t be here. It is so nice, that people do it for fun, not just to have children.”

“Well what was he doing to her that made her moan like that?”

“Oh come on, you must have had sex lessons at school and I bet you’ve seen a boy’s penis so you know the difference between a boys penis when it is normal or aroused.”

“Yes we had sex talks at school, but we didn’t have anything that mentioned that sort of reaction and yes I’ve seen a boy’s penis. My brother showed me his and asked me to feel it, but it was soft and floppy I haven’t seen it when it was stiff. I showed him my pussy, but he never went stiff and when he put his hand on my pussy, I didn’t feel much,

“How old is your brother?”

“He’s 12”

“He’s too young to know what to do or be able to do it. Why don’t you ask your mum or dad about sex?

“They wouldn’t tell me anything to do with sex. They never even told my sister or me about periods and when she had her first one, she was frightened, but mum just gave her a sanitary towel to use and said that she’d do that every month from then on.”

“My sister asked her friends about periods and she told me so that I’d know what it was when I started. They also told her about tampons which mum never mentioned. Have you had sex?”

“Yes, I have a girlfriend and we love to have sex, but she admits that she does like to have sex with girls. Have you had sex with anyone?”

“No I haven’t.”

“Do you play with your pussy?”

“If you mean masturbate, then yes I sometimes do. My sister and I share a large bedroom and she did it to me on my birthday. We went to a club and had too much to drink. On the way home, she said she would tell me how to please myself, but when we arrived home she got into my bed, she did it to me. It was nice, but I still didn’t make any noises like that woman was doing.

There aren’t many boys round here, and none that I fancy doing anything with, but I would love to know what it’s like. I don’t know anyone I would want to have sex with, but I like you. Do you fancy me? My sister said that I have a sexy body, so would you show me? If it is so good then I would like to know about it.”

I hadn’t expected that question or the request that followed and so I was unprepared for the thought that went through my mind, and the pulse of arousal that went down my cock. This girl had reached the age where physical and hormonal changes were taking place and she was already a shapely and attractive girl.

She had pronounced and full breasts and long legs with strong thighs and suddenly I wanted to enjoy whatever she would allow me to allow her to experience.

I was full of lust and did not have any thoughts regarding ‘taking advantage’ or ‘morals’.

“Do you live in that village down there and if you do, will you be expected home soon?”

“Yes I live there and no I’m not expected home, mom, dad and Mary are working and John has gone to Grandma’s, she’s mum’s mother. “ I don’t have a job yet.

“Do you know where we can we go where we won’t be seen or heard?”

She did. On the way, I explained about foreplay, quickies, tender sex, and sex for fun, with either same sex partners or heterosexual, and that not all sexual activities involved penetration. Having got there, I told her to stand before me, which she did and then I felt her breasts through her T-shirt.

She stiffened for a moment and her nipples followed suit, but she relaxed as I explained that lovers would always want to feel a woman’s breasts. I said that it let the woman have time to decide if she really wanted to go any further than having her breasts felt, because there would be more than mere feeling if she allowed him, or her, to continue.

“Did you caress your sister’s breasts, or did she feel yours?”

“No, she just stroked my pussy and I got wet and then she rubbed my clit and I felt as though I’d had a shock and wanted to do it again, but she wouldn’t. I have tried to do it to myself, but I’ve never had the same feeling again.”

I lifted her T-shirt up over her breasts, which she pulled off and dropped. Her bra’ followed suit. It was a flimsy thing, but she did need it.

I stroked her erect nipples, cupped and fondled her breasts and kissed her. When I bent to nibble one of her nipples, she gasped and said that she felt a sort of shock in her pussy and had been surprised at how nice it felt.

I removed my shirt and laid it down then I knelt, removed her shoes and shorts, and asked her to lie on my shirt. I lay beside her to kiss and stroke her body from her neck down to her knickers, paying particular attention to her tummy as I sucked a nipple into my mouth.

Her breasts were thrust upwards as her stomach was sucked inwards, my fingers slid under the elastic of her knickers to cup her vulva. I pressed very gently against her sex slit for a few moments until I felt her labia become moist then withdrew my hand and asked her to remove her knickers.

“Will you take any more clothes off?”

“Certainly. I was going to ask you to take my things off in a short while, but if you wish you may take my things off now.”

She made me lie down and then removed my shoes, then my trousers, and my underpants.

To say she was wide eyed would be an understatement. She looked at my erection and then at me and asked, in a very shaky voice:

“How big does that get?”

“It is almost at full size, but it needs to be stiffer than it is at the moment. Hold it. Wrap your fingers around it and squeeze it very gently.”

She did so and I had trouble keeping calm.

“How do you get something that size into a woman?”

“It goes in the same hole that babies come down, so it will go, but at first it has to be done slowly so that it doesn’t hurt.”

“Wow! That is nothing like John’s is.”

“His will grow as he does, and when he wants to have sex with you, you’ll know what to with his erection. Believe me he’ll love you for having that knowledge.”

“Do you remember what I said about not all sex involved penetration?”

“Yes I do. Why are you grunting like that?”

“Let go of my cock.”

“What?”

“What you have hold of. Let go of it.”

I fondled her breasts as she knelt over me and then I asked her to lick the end of my cock, which she did.

“Hold it upright; just use a finger and a thumb. Now very slowly suck the end of it, let your lips go around the end and use your tongue to lick it. That is so good love. Now suck a little more of my cock into your mouth, do it slowly, get used to it being in there.

After ten minutes, she was taking around four inches of my cock into her hot little mouth and then bobbing her head up and down. It was wonderful, but I had to stop her because I was close to cumming and because I wanted to taste her sex.

“Lie down and take those knickers off, I want to lick your pussy. Did your sister lick your pussy when she showed you about masturbation?”

“No.”

She lay down and removed her knickers without hesitation and I parted her legs to have a good look at her slit, which was exactly what it was, a line between the faintest of puffed lips, which I intended to open and enter using my tongue as a crow bar.

I knelt at right angles to her body and kissed her, and then I kissed her nipples as I placed a hand over her vulva and once again pressed against her sex. There was a sharp intake of breath, then she exhaled noisily and at the same time her bottom came off my shirt, which was acting as an under cloth. She also reached for, found and held onto, my cock.

I repeated this action, this time paying more attention to fondling her breasts and kissing my way down her body until my mouth was directly over her sex. I pressed my lips firmly against her puffed up, but closed outer labia and then forced my tongue hard against the slit and began to lick against it and soon the slit was a crack and my tongue wormed its way into her inner recess.

She began to grunt and gasp. She thrust her bottom upwards and I responded by pulling on a nipple and rolling it between my fingers.

It was ‘Open Sesame’. Her outer labial lips were fully open and her inner lips just needed the lightest touch of my tongue to part and allow me access to her vaginal passage. Her sex was open for whatever was in store for it and so it prepared for the event it was about to experience by flooding her soft and tender parts with lubrication fluids.

The title of ‘honey pot’ was well deserved. She tasted as sweet as that. I quickly inserted a finger into her sex to coat it with her juice and then offered it to her to taste. She did so and then dipped her own finger in there and sucked on that.

I lay beside her and told how to position herself above me so that I could eat her sex and she could suck my cock. All was going well until I rubbed her little pink clit as I kissed her anal doorway. She exploded into a climax and shuddered for several minutes until she had calmed sufficiently to ask how I did what had caused her to feel as though she’d had an electric shock.

I told her and I showed her in slow time. When her second orgasm occurred, it was a much noisier, but less violent happening and I think she enjoyed it more.

“Now what do think about the noise that woman was making? You just made similar noises and you hadn’t even been fucked.”

“You ought to do that to your sister, she won’t want you to stop and I bet that she will want to do it with you every night after that.”

I lay her on her back, placed myself between her legs and told that I had to apologise for what I was about to do, but I couldn’t resist the temptation.

“Are you going to fuck me?”

“Yes love I’m going to fuck you, I think you’re ready at the moment.”

“Yes, please do it, please fuck me, ooh I loved saying that.”

I inserted my cock in the opening of her vaginal passage, explained about the short pain when her hymen tore and then I eased my way into my first virgin vagina.