40 Explicit Adult Stories

by Heather Hearts

  “Nothing to be ashamed of, my dear.” Dixon encouraged, almost touching her hand. “…shake it off, and embrace the other feelings of arousal and desire that you get from this natural knowledge.”

  “Oh, is this not a sin?” She looked at him with large pleading eyes.

  “Only if you believe it is.” He smiled pleasantly. “But you have the power over your own mind, and your body.”

  “Oh, Doctor… I do so need your guidance.” She bit her full lower lip, making his head go suddenly dizzy at the sight of her pearly white teeth embedded into the moist, lush flesh. “…I feel the need to know this, but my conscience forbids me.”

  “Your conscience is a part of you… your own mind, when you are in doubt… it is a good thing to have.”

  “So what am I to do then?” Her large blue eyes searched his face.

  “Open your mind, bend your conscience,” Dixon exhaled deeply. “…free your mind from everything that has been forced to make you believe in what is not natural.”

  “Oh, Gaspar… I am so… so terrified of what I may come to know… and even do.”

  “Take you time, my dear… divest your unjustified inhibitions.” He took a few puffs from his pipe and sat upright. “As a man of science and natural studies, you have my solemn word that this is the way life should be lived. Free yourself of the one where you need to hide behind shadows of an imagined afterlife.”

  “I… I do understand everything you say, Gaspar… but it is painfully difficult to do so.”

  “It is a mere moment of realization… a spark waiting to be lit.” He waved his smoking pipe around for emphasis. “Once lit, the flame of knowing will make the shadows of ignorance flee away from you and never return.”

  “Oh, Doctor… what is this?” She peered at a very detailed image of a man orally pleasuring a woman.

  “Yes, a woman may enjoy similar ministrations upon her as she would on a man.”

  “Is it... is it possible… is it not unclean?” The young woman whispered breathlessly.

  “Nothing is unclean, my dear.” He stood up and paced around the desk. “We are all biological life forms on an evolving cycle of life. It is our basic need to procreate and our evolved sensibilities make the process more pleasurable and entertaining.”

  “But how can a man… how does it feel?” She looked up at him inquiringly.

  “I assure you, my dear, any man will be more than willing to perform such acts on a woman…” He hovered over her, peering into her eyes. “And the feelings are indescribable. One has to experience such for oneself.”

  “Oh, I do find this exciting… these images and the instructional texts,” She gushed, her fingers tracing along the detailed illustrations. “…and best of all, your elucidation.”

  “Are you feeling different than you have ever before… does a sense of heightened pleasure grip your young body, Nicolette.”

  “Oh, Gaspar… I do believe I feel so, but I am so ashamed to even accept it and then to admit to it… oh, good heavens.”

  “Nicolette, you are making very good progress. I am really proud of you. Read on further, there are more lessons and we have time.”

  “Yes, I feel the urge to know more… to know everything.” Her eyes sparkled and she smiled.

  “Indeed, you will, my dear… you will.” Dixon rubbed his hands together, his eyes fixated on her lovely face as she poured over the detailed texts on the art of lovemaking.

  ***

  “Lovemaking is an art form and best when experienced without inhibition.” Nicolette read out aloud. “Full consent between the partners makes the experience of sexual intercourse a memorable one.”

  “Precisely, my dear.” Dixon nodded, leaning back on the bed. “You have learnt well these last three days… and we have three more before you return to your husband and fulfill your obligations as a wife.”

  “Oh, I am preparing my mind for that, Gaspar.” She said, blushing slightly. “But I do wish it was Morris who had your learning and could guide me.”

  “Ah, but Morris is as much knowledgeable as I, my dear, in such matters.” Dixon smiled. “He’s just not as good a teacher.”

  “Oh, I am rather terrified… the anticipation of this makes my blood run cold, especially after my behavior the first few days with him.” She sighed, gazing at the window. “I so feared that he would send me away and demand his payment back.”

  “That is why you are here, my dear.” The doctor leaned toward her. “Your training is halfway done. Now what you have learned in theory must be put in practice.”

  “Oh, but how would I do that?” She looked back at him in mild alarm.

  “You have been exploring your own body as I instructed, am I right?” His smile was honest.

  “Yes, I… I have.” She looked away, blushing again.

  “Excellent. Next, you must accustom yourself to the body of your lover…” Dixon said in a matter-of-fact manner. “The next three days we will put into practice what you have learned from the texts.”

  “How would I…” Her blue eyes opened wide.

  ‘With a male partner, of course.” He smiled accommodatingly.

  “Oh!”

  “Yes. Unless you are comfortable in the intimate company of a man, your chances of making Morris and yourself happy are rather slim.”

  “Uh… but what must I... who will I? Her lovely face looked even more endearing when confused.

  “With me, of course.” He announced proudly.

  “You?” Her tone was an amalgamation of fear and hope.

  “Or would you prefer another… man?” He raised an eyebrow at her.

  “Oh, no… good heavens, no.” The young woman jerked up and rising off the bed, began pacing around the room. “If it has to be anyone, I would much rather you, Gaspar… you have been so good and courteous to me. I cannot think of another… and I did not think being intimate with you either… but I know I have to succeed in this… so I prefer someone I trust, and I trust you completely, Gaspar.”

  Dixon watched her in amusement. He had been patiently waiting for this since Kilburn had come up with the proposal of helping his wife lose her inhibitions. Three days of effort and dedication would now bear fruit, for him.

  “Calm down, Nicolette.” He said soothingly. “That’s the first step… compose yourself and focus on the needs of your body, let your mind take a back seat.”

  “Oh, Gaspar… I know you wish to help me… yet I am so afraid.” She stood before him, wringing her hands and looking around the room.

  “Look at me, my dear.” He stood up and approached her, making her instinctively take a step back. “Yes, look at me and come closer. I have faith that you will overcome your fears this day.”

  “Oh, Gaspar… I want to.” She whispered, looking up into his dark eyes. “I so do want to.”

  “Yes, that is good.” He said, almost hypnotically. “I am going to touch you now, stay calm, breathe easy… and let your senses fill your mind.”

  Nicolette stiffened; feeling his hands on her for the first time as he gently caressed her arms, slowly sliding up to her shoulders. Her eyes were closed and her brow furrowed, she was biting her lip again, making it a challenge for him to control himself. Finally, he had his hands on her and she didn’t push him away or even flinch. He could feel her beginning to relax and slid his large hands up and down the soft velvet flesh of her shapely upper arms and shoulders.

  “Yes, my dear…” He said throatily. “This is a very good start. Take in the sensation of my touch on your skin, feel every little nuance of my caress.”

  “Oh, Gaspar… I do feel comfortable and pleasant,” The young woman said breathlessly. “Yet only because it is you… as I have grown to trust you… and… and I desire your touch.”

  “We must go further, my dear.” He leaned in closer, drawing her in. “You must kiss me… kissing is the best form of intimacy, the rest just follows after.”

  “Oh, Gaspar… I feel so strange.” Her voice sounde
d husky. “But I want to… I want to kiss you.”

  Dixon smiled as he pulled her into his embrace. The soft warmth of her young body excited him and he wanted her to know it. Her face lifted up toward his, and her moist mouth opened. She was his, he knew it right away. But he had to be patient and professional. Gently he lowered his mouth over hers and the faint brush of his lips on hers made her shudder. He felt her hands slide up his chest as if to push him away, but he held her tight. Her small hands grasped at the hard slabs of his pectoral muscles over his shirt, heightening his arousal ever more. He wondered if she could discern the growing hardness between his thighs that pressed against her.

  “Oh, Gaspar.” She moaned as their lips locked.

  He tasted her sweet breath, pushing his tongue deep inside her mouth. She responded with her own probe. Tongues danced and wrestled for a while before they released one another for air. Gasping, the young woman stared wide eyed at the first man she had ever kissed. Her knees trembled and she held on to him for dear life.

  A bit shaken himself, Dixon helped her sit on the bed and flopped down beside her. She had a bemused look on her lovely face, dark hair falling over one eye, making her even more desirable than ever. He cleared his throat and placed one hand on her knee, she didn’t even stir.

  “I see you have taken much pleasure in your first moment of intimacy with a man.” He said, composing himself.

  “I…uh, yes… I believe I have, Gaspar.” She looked at him in wonder, oblivious of his hand caressing her thigh.

  “Excellent!” Dixon grinned. “We must move on… to the next phase.”

  “Oh, yes… I… we must.” She nodded eagerly.

  “We will undress completely and explore each other’s bodies.”

  “What?” She reacted as if an eel had stung her.

  “Yes, that is right.” He said calmly, caressing her shapely thigh. “Your initiation to a happy married life begins now.”

  “Must I disrobe while you watch?” She asked nervously.

  “It will defeat the purpose otherwise.” He said, insistently.

  The young woman turned to face away as she proceeded to reluctantly remove her garments. Dixon watched her disrobe, breathing heavily and struggling to hide the lust in his eyes. Every instinct in him wanted to take her then, but he had to play this out the right way.

  “You are even more beautiful in this state, my dear.” He said, as she stood completely naked before him. “Now come, let us find out how much of your lessons you have understood.”

  She let him lay her down on the bed and drink into her nakedness, keeping her eyes shut. He smiled in satisfaction, gently caressing her soft, silky skin. She was possibly the most beautiful woman he had ever been with, and bedding her would be the highlight of his life.

  “Have no fear, Nicolette.” He whispered soothingly. “Open your eyes and revel in what is natural.”

  “Oh, Gaspar… I trust you entirely.” She moaned as his hands roamed freely all over her.

  “I am honored.” He replied lustfully, cupping her soft breasts in each hand and enjoying her writhe under him. “And now, you will understand the importance of these wonderful globes of soft flesh to the act of lovemaking.”

  “Oh, Gaspar.” She gasped as his lips closed over her stiffening nipple.

  He grinned, swirling his tongue over the hard little bud and sucking it into his mouth with a hunger he had never before known. She had set a fire within him, a fire he had not felt as much since he was a younger man. He moved from one lovely breast to the other, making her whimper and moan before slowly sliding down her quivering belly and covering it with his wet kisses.

  “Oh, this is an excellent improvement to your condition, dear Nicolette.” He said hoarsely as his face hovered over the sweet pungency of her young arousal. “You have won over your inhibitions and now your body can really explore the endless possibilities that you have so far learned of.”

  “Yes, Gaspar… yes.” She whispered. “I am so in want to experience all that I have read… show me, dear Gaspar… please show me.”

  “Lesson three in oral stimulus, my dear.” He grinned and flicked his tongue over her moist pussy. “Cunnilingus.”

  Her gasps echoed around the little room and she grabbed his thick dark hair in her little fists. Her body writhed and went stiff with each stroke of his probing tongue. He found her little button of pleasure peeping out from under its soft hood and attacked it with gusto. Swirling, sucking, biting and kissing, he explored every inch of her virgin opening, for her educational benefit and his lustful own.

  Her first orgasm with a man, possibly the first one ever in her life regardless, left her in tears. Her body shook hard as she sobbed with each wave of pleasure wracking through her. She moaned and whimpered, setting off every fiber of arousal within him to reach the limit. That was more than he could bear. He stood up and ripped his clothes off savagely, thrusting his hips toward her.

  “Lesson five.” He announced, twitching his full blown erection at her. “Fellatio.”

  “Oh, Gaspar.” She said, breathlessly. “Your organ... it is as wonderful as those images.”

  “Yes… and even better when you have learnt to pleasure it.” He grunted, controlling himself with expert willpower.

  “Come to me, Doctor.” She purred. “I am ready to explore a man.”

  “Yes, you are indeed.” He walked up and stood over her as she marveled at his raging arousal.

  He watched her reach out and gingerly touched him. Her eyes were wide with wonder as she took in the sensation of the hardness and heat of his pulsing member on her dainty fingers. She traced along the quavering veins and took interest in the large thick one on the top, pressing on it with her finger. He inched forward, pulling away the foreskin to expose the gleaming head to her.

  Her nostrils wrinkled at the strong essence of a man that assailed her for the first time and yet she longed for it. Her lips twisted and her tongue flicked between them. She felt a strange, unexplained urge to taste him, to take his thick manhood into her mouth and savor it. His hands holding on to her head pleaded her to do so as he gently pulled her over his erection. She closed her eyes and let the smooth warm roll of meat slide into her moist mouth. His moan of pleasure filled her with a thrill of gratification. She would learn how to enjoy a man, and she would learn it all from him.

  “Oh, yes… yes.” Dixon groaned as she moved further down on his rigidness. “You have read well, dear Nic… Nicolette… uuhh… this is perfect.”

  Envisioning the several illustrations and instruction in the art of Fellatio, young Nicolette administered all that she had learnt so far in her attempts to please her man. Dixon’s moans and words of encouragement kept her going on, despite having gagged a few times on his thickness.

  “Have no fear,” He whispered. “You will overcome these minor hurdles. Think of Morris as you teach yourself on my appendage. Keep his pleasure in mind… and your own.”

  “Yes, Gaspar.” She replied as she took a moment to breathe. “I grow more confident with every moment.”

  “You are wonderful, my darling.” He gushed and caressed her face. “We must now move on to the final lesson - Copulation.”

  “My heart beats ever faster as I know we have to, dear Gaspar.” She whispered shyly. “Yet as I grow ever fond of your beautiful organ, I pray I can accommodate you within me with as much fervor as I have orally.”

  “You will, my dear.” He said, helping her get comfortable and spreading her legs out wide. “The entire purpose of our tuition here depends on this moment.”

  Her body shivered, even though it felt hot to the touch. Dixon looked into her eyes and smiled reassuringly as his hands massaged her inner thighs and swollen pubis. He leaned over her, pushing his pelvis closer. His erection brushed the virginal wetness before him and he felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine. The thought of her intense tightness over him made his arousal leap a few notches.

  “Prepare yourself, my
dear.” He whispered into her ear as he kissed her cheek. “The pain you will endure is but temporary, and the pleasure that will follow is for a lifetime.”

  “Oh, Gaspar.” She whispered back. “I am ready… you have prepared me for this moment well. For my husband, Morris Kilburn, I do this and for me. Enter me, Gaspar… I want it more than I ever wanted anything in my life.”

  “Nicolette, my darling.” He said emotionally. “You have been an apt pupil and more than courageous in overcoming your inhibitions. I take great pride in doing this.”

  “You have earned the right, dear Gaspar.” She said, her voice trembling. “I want only you, and none other.”