Teaching His Virgin

“That’s the same one that drew me here,” she murmurs. “If you had approached me early in the night, I might not have been so excited to try it.”

“I know. You had to adjust your thinking a little bit and your view of yourself,” I say, grinning. “Would you like me to help you get dressed again?”

Britney nods demurely, and I love it. She’s a capable woman, but she knows when she’s in new, uncharted territory. And she’s trusting me to lead her gently and commandingly through it.

I help her take off the bondage suit, taking my time to feel and enjoy her body once more. As I do, I feel her wet, warm pussy. My cock gets thick and heavy in my slacks, feeling this, but I force myself to keep on task. I stretch the bondage suit off her and help her into the other one.

The skirt part is first, followed by the corset. Again, I take my time running my hands over her curves as I help put it on. I slide her breasts into the cups, adjust her hips and ass into the skirt, getting even harder.

At this point, I don’t think my cock can stay hidden much longer. Especially not as Britney turns around and gives me a full view of how she looks now.

Lily was the wrong model for that outfit. Britney smokes her in it by comparison.

My cock strains, spilling out the barest bit of precum.

She’s gorgeous in it. Her body is killer, but even more than that, she looks like she belongs in it. She looks confident. Sexy. Like she knows what she’s doing to me in it and takes pleasure in that.

Before I have time to comprehend what’s happening, Britney goes down on her knees. She unzips my pants, pulls my cock out of my underwear, and begins to suck my length.

She doesn’t do it shyly, as I would’ve expected. She goes straight for it, giving me the suction and pressure I’m used to as if she knows just how I like to be tasted. She works quickly and thoroughly, even bending down to lick and fondle my balls in between her work on my shaft.

In her mouth, I quickly fatten and lengthen. I crave her tongue and her cheeks as they glide around me. But her throat, the way it opens up so willingly and sweetly for me, that’s to die for. I pull her closer to me, put my hand on her head, encouraging her to keep going deeper and deeper.

She does, bringing me down into her throat, before pulling out again and curling her tongue around me. She tightens her lips and twirls, like I’m stuck in the sexiest amusement park ride ever.

“Are you a virgin, Britney?”

I hate the breathiness in my voice, but I can’t help it. She’s sucking me so hard and expertly, I can barely get a full breath. I don’t want to admit it to myself, but as she nods to my question about her being a virgin, I know this is the best blow job I’ve ever gotten. Not even those so-called “experts” among my fashion models gave me something this good.

The fact that she’s a virgin, that drives me wild. As she continues to slurp and suck my cock with gusto, I imagine all the dirty thoughts she must be having.

I imagine she must be a little shy about this, even with how confidently she works. I imagine how she must be talking to herself, what astonishment and delight she might be feeling at her own actions, at the clothing I’ve made her wear, at the spankings I gave her since I can still remember the shock on her face.

That face of hers turns me on more, and I can feel my balls grip and tighten. I can feel them clenching. They start pumping hard and fast, and I feel the telltale liquid warmth of release creeping from my base toward my shaft. It’s pooling there, rising to Britney’s bidding.

She seems to sense this as well because she doubles down on her efforts. She travels the length of me, increasing her grip and tightness. She moans, using one of her hands to massage my balls.

Against my will, I moan right after her. I clamp down on it, using my hands to urge her on. She obeys, plunging her mouth and throat over my cock with even more speed, and before I can prepare myself, there’s a rush of joy and heat.

My cock swells with cum before releasing into Britney’s hot, velvet mouth. Three shots consecutively. They are rapid-fire and molten. Britney gobbles them up eagerly. She drinks them down as if it’s nothing but cream.

I pull my cock out of her, happy that I’m still hard. Even happier, that I can feel another load brewing.