I touched his cheek and he looked up at me, his blue eyes filled with sadness, despite the smile on his lips.
“I’m really happy you trust me enough to be here with me, Luke. I’m really honoured,” I said, meaning every word.
“Thanks Cass, for all of this. I feel like I can be myself with you. I’ve never actually told anyone I was a virgin before,” he said, looking away.
“I’m glad you told me. I know you think I'm doing this as a favour to you, but you have no idea how turned on I am by all of this. I can’t wait to touch you, and for you to touch me.”
Luke gulped and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
“Remember what I told you, Luke. We aren't going to have sex today, so you don't need to stress about that, OK? We’re just gonna have fun tonight, no pressure.”
Luke nodded.
I put down my wine again and snuggled up close to him. I was pleased to see that he responded by putting his arm around my shoulders. I nuzzled up close to his neck and took in a deep breath. The spicy scent of his aftershave felt almost tingly in my nose, and I loved how masculine it was.
“You smell amazing,” I told him.
“Thanks,” said Luke, “so do you.”
I tilted my head upwards and gave him a light kiss on the edge of his jawline. He turned his head and pressed his lips to mine. I could taste the red wine on his mouth, and ran my tongue across his lips to get any remaining drops. Luke moaned ever-so-slightly, and I kissed him harder in response. I moved into his lap and wrapped my arms around him without breaking the kiss. I let my fingers caress the nape of his neck and felt his skin goose-bump in response.
Next, I moved my attention from his mouth to his ear, first kissing then licking lightly along the outer rim. Luke gasped, and I took it as a sign to continue what I was doing. I sucked his earlobe into my mouth, biting it gently between my teeth. From there I slowly kissed and nibbled my way down his neck, until I was licking his Adam’s apple. I came up for a breath, gave him a smile, and took a sip of wine.
The look in Luke’s eyes wasn’t friendly or casual now, nor was it sad, thank God. Instead, it was one of raw lust and desire, and that was all I needed to see.
CHAPTER FOUR
I rose from Luke’s lap, and the lust in his eyes was temporarily replaced with panic.
“Shh, relax. I’m not going anywhere. I just want to give you a little show, that’s all.
I went over to the stereo and switched on some R&B, letting the sexy bass lines move through my body, my hips swaying at first gently, then more seductively.
I danced slowly back to the couch, my eyes never leaving his. I ran my hands along the curves of my body and watched as Luke's eyes followed them. I brought my hands back up to my breasts and gave them a squeeze, closing my eyes as I enjoyed the pleasure of my own touch.
“Do you like watching me?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Would you like me to take off my clothes?”
“Yes.”
I pulled the shirt over my head, and tossed it on the floor.
I undid the button on my jeans, swaying in time to the beat. I slowly let them slide to the floor, kicking them out of the way so I could continue my private dance unencumbered. Throwing my head back, I ran my fingers through my hair, letting Luke take in the length of my body, and the sight of my skin against the black of the lingerie. I licked my lips and opened my eyes again, wanting him to see my desire and know how intensely I craved his touch. I walked closer and nudged his legs open slightly so I could get between them.
“You like this?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me,” I said, grinding my pussy into his groin, “tell me what you like.”
I could see him struggle with having to express desire, but his lust was stronger than his anxiety.
“I like how your body looks in your underwear. I think your tits look amazing, and I want to see them without the bra.”
I nodded and complied with his request, bringing my hands behind me to unhook the bra. It fell to the floor rather unceremoniously, and I circled my breasts with the palms of my hands, causing my nipples to harden beneath my touch.
“Would you like to lick them?” I asked.
He nodded, and leaned forward. I cupped a breast and brought it to his mouth, feeding it to him. He stuck out his tongue and licked my nipple, hesitantly at first, then with more confidence when he saw how much I enjoyed it. I ran my fingers through Luke’s hair as he massaged my breasts, all while continuing to lick and suck them.
“Can I… watch you?” Luke asked.
“Watch me what?”
“I want to watch you touch yourself.”
I smiled and got off his lap, moving next to him on the couch. I leaned my back against the armrest and brought my knees up, granting him a perfect view of the action. I gently circled my clitoris through the black panties. The feel of my finger through the silk was exquisite and a moan escaped me. I turned my hand onto its side and began sawing back and forth against my wet pussy, getting wetter by the second. Deciding it was time for him to see the whole show, I hooked my fingers in the sides of my panties, taking my time as I pulled them down my long legs. I could see the hunger in Luke’s eyes and I liked it. I loved seeing this otherwise shy and withdrawn man become hot with animalistic desire. I slowed my tease even more, but Luke had had enough and reached forward to snatch the panties from me, tossing them over his shoulder. I raised an eyebrow and was going to make a joke, but the heat in his eyes told me it was time to get back to business.
With one hand wandering over my breasts, squeezing and teasing my nipples, I let the other go down between my legs, sliding two fingers inside of me. I brought my glistening fingers up to Luke as proof of my arousal, and wiped them along his bottom lip. His tongue darted out to lick my juices, then grabbed my hand with his, taking my fingers into his mouth. He closed his eyes as he suckled from my fingertips, tasting my desire.
I took my hand back and began to fingerfuck myself, loving the feel of my touch. I opened my eyes to see Luke leaning forward, watching closely so nothing could escape his gaze.
“I’ve imagined this so many times,” he said.
“Does it live up to your expectations?”
“It is so much better.”
I felt the orgasm mounting and knew it wouldn’t be long now before I came. I continued to finger myself, but brought my other hand down to tease my clit. This was all I needed to push me over the edge, and the orgasm crashed into me, pulling a moan from my throat as I shuddered on the couch. Luke watched this dramatic display, his raw need still visible, and all of his clothes still on.
“I’m starting to feel a little under-dressed here Luke. I think you’re gonna need to help me out a little.”
Luke took off his shirt and I finally got a look at what was underneath. I was pleased and a little surprised to discover Luke had a really tight body going on under there, even a pretty serious six-pack.
“Holy shit, Luke,” I said, the appreciation clear on my face.
He blushed, “I swim a lot.”
“Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it.”
I moved off the couch and got on my knees in front of him. I undid his belt and the fly of his jeans, so I would have access to his crotch. I reached into his boxers and his beautiful erection popped out to greet me. He had a big gorgeous cock, and I licked my lips hungrily and lapped up the drop of liquid that was already glistening on the tip.
“Please…” he said, sounding pained.
I thought he’d suffered enough and brought my mouth to his penis, sucking it eagerly. I heard him moan above me as he cradled the back of my head, running his hands through my hair.
Dragging my tongue along the underside of his cock, I let it play on his frenulum, then took the head into my mouth, sucking it greedily. I milked him with my mouth, loving the feel of his hardness against my tongue. I relished the feeling of power that came from having a man’s delicate p
arts in my mouth and controlling his pleasure; it always reminded me of circus trainers putting their head in a lion’s mouth.
I wasn’t ready to let him come quite yet though, so I pulled back and had him take off his jeans completely. Once he was totally naked I took a second to admire the view; and what a view it was. His body, while pale, was beautifully defined and I said a silent thank you for having volunteered to do this.
“Lie down on the couch,” I told him, and he did as I ordered.
When he was settled in I climbed on top of him, facing his feet, and sat on his face so that I could go into a 69 position. I felt his tongue on my pussy and immediately sighed at the beautiful feeling that sent electric shivers shooting through every part of my body. I lowered my mouth onto his cock and resumed my sucking with gusto. The radio played reggaeton now and both our movements were unconsciously moving in time to the music; a slow sexy grind that I knew would soon end in eruption. Luke traced the folds of my pussy with his tongue, exploring me in all my hidden places. At long last the orgasm flowed through me, escaping in a muffled moan around his penis.
I relaxed my throat and took in as much of his length as I could manage, pushing him past my gag reflex. This proved to be what he needed, and he shot his load deep into my throat.
When I felt his orgasm subside, I eased off of his cock and lay down beside him.
“Wow,” he said, panting a little.
“Glad you enjoyed it,” I said, smiling.
“Did you?” He asked, “I mean, I heard you make some noise, but..”
I smiled at his phrasing. “Yeah, I came.”
Luke looked relieved and smiled “Good. That was amazing.”
“Let’s get you cleaned up, hot stuff.”
I brought Luke into the shower and gave him a good scrubbing from head to toe. There was quite a bit of giggling going on, and more than a little making out, if I’m being honest. Quite a bit more friendliness than I normally would have indulged in for a strictly sexual arrangement, but it felt nice and I didn’t want to stop it.
Since it was already so late when we got out of the shower, I offered to let Luke sleep over, and he took me up on it. We spent the night curled up together on my bed, and it felt right, somehow. I hadn’t felt comfortable enough around a guy to let him sleep over in a long time, and here Luke and I were spooning like we’d been together forever. I slept deeply and soundly that night.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next morning was a little awkward, as the light of day had washed away some of the night’s intimacy and we were both a bit shy. Some glances and mild flirtation were exchanged over a bite to eat, but neither of us seemed to know how to address what had happened.
Luke took off shortly afterward, citing prior engagements, but not before thanking me for the night before.
“I had a really great time last night. I hope you still want to, um, finish teaching me.”
I grinned. “Of course! I had a great time too. I’m really glad you came over.”
Luke pulled me towards him and planted a kiss softly on my lips.
“Bye, gorgeous,” he said, and was gone.
***
After Luke headed out, I cleaned up the wine glasses and stray panties in the living room and spent some time thinking about how the evening had gone.
I was surprised at how much fun I’d had. I’d always thought Luke was cute in a nerdy sort of way, but he’d looked incredible when he showed up at my place and I’d been unbelievably attracted to him. I couldn’t get the image of those abs out of my mind, not to mention what was further south...
I also felt a little guilty at having spent the night with him curled around me. Sleeping beside someone had always felt so much more intimate to me than sleeping WITH them, and our arrangement was supposed to be strictly physical. Luke was really not the type of guy I usually went for, and I didn’t want to lead him on, yet I had felt at home in his arms. Safe, even. I chalked it up to loneliness and a little too much wine and tried to put it out of my mind.
I checked my phone and found a missed call from my best friend Julian, and a text message from Dan waiting for me. I clicked the message from Dan and read:
Hey Babe, thinking about you. Tonight?
Attached was a picture hot enough that my eyes nearly bugged out of my head. Dan knew exactly what kind of affect his body had on me, and he wasn’t shy about using it to get what he wanted. Normally that would have been all he needed to do to make me forget I was mad at him, and get with the make-up sex. This time though, I rolled my eyes.
Typical, I thought, no mention of our missed plans whatsoever.
Deciding I’d had quite enough of Dan’s bullshit, I deleted the message, sexy photo and all.
***
I called Julian back to let him know how my evening had gone. Julian had been with his boyfriend Bill for 5 years and liked to live vicariously through me and my dalliances. I’d told him about the Luke arrangement and he’d made me promise to tell him all about it.
“Oooh, Professor Cassandra! How was your big sex ed class?” he jeered before I could even say hello.
“Oh my god Jules, it was amazing. He rocked my fucking world.”
“That little virgin? Honey, I can’t believe it!” said Julian, the shock clear in his voice.
“I know, but there you go. It was great. We took a shower after, and he slept over too,” I said, smiling at the memory.
“And here I thought this was supposed to be no strings attached!”
“It is! Believe me, I’m trying to make sure he doesn't catch any feelings, it just felt nice. Speaking of boys though, Dan sent me a message, and a naked picture.”
“When are you seeing him?” asked Julian, “And when are you sending me the picture?”
“I didn’t answer him,” I said, nonchalantly, “and I deleted the picture.”
“You bitch!” said Julian, “That beautiful Italian with the giant cock? What is this world coming to?”
“Jealous?”
“Girl, you know I am, but we’re not talking about me. You know what I think?”
“I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”
“I think you’re the one catching feelings for Luke, that’s why you turned down Dan.”
“What?! I just didn’t want to deal with his shit. Please Julian, I don’t do feelings.”
“Mhhmm, we’ll see.”
After I got off the phone, I sat down and thought about it. Did I have a crush on Luke? As much as I hated to admit it, there might have been the teeniest bit of truth to what Julian had said. But was that so wrong? He was nice, smart, cute, and it looked like we knew how to get each other off. Did it really matter that he wasn’t my usual type?
Who knows? I thought, Maybe I just need to keep an open mind.
***
I had to admit I was a bit nervous about seeing Luke on Monday morning, but my anxiety went out the window the minute I saw him.
“You aren’t wearing your glasses!” I exclaimed.
Luke grinned “Someone told me I looked hot without them, so I thought it was time I gave contacts another shot.”
I was pleased he’d taken my compliment to heart, but also found it more distracting to be around him now without his glasses. I kept trying to sneak a peek at him when he wasn’t looking, and I was pretty sure I caught him doing the same to me.
All week things between Luke and I were definitely different. We were still professional, but there was a flirtatious undercurrent that hadn’t been there before. Whereas previously our physical contact had been fairly limited, suddenly we always seemed to have an excuse to touch each other, be it a guiding hand on the small of a back, a pat on the shoulder, or a touch on the knee to get the other’s attention. Underneath tables our legs were always touching, feet glued to one another's as though taking part in a three-legged race. There was something about the secret nature of it that was driving me wild. Somehow this subtle, discreet touching was turning me on more than overt s
exual gestures would have. There was both a sweetness to it and an undercurrent of something else. It felt like such a tease. I wanted more than anything to grab him and have my way with him, but I didn’t want to freak him out, so it seemed best to let him set the pace.
It wasn’t until Thursday over lunch that we spoke about our arrangement again.
“So, any plans this weekend?” Luke asked me.
“Nothing special. You?”
He shrugged. “Nothing special. I don’t suppose you’d like to maybe continue what we started last weekend?”
I smiled. “I’d like that, yeah.”
“Saturday night? Your place again?”
“Sure, sounds great.”
Luke smiled and I thought I might melt. “Great! I can’t wait.”
He left the room and I sat with my heart pounding. There was no denying how I felt about him now. Whether I liked it or not I had fallen for Luke, and I could not wait for Saturday night.
CHAPTER SIX
Saturday night couldn't come soon enough, and by now I was champing at the bit to go all the way with Luke. I’d devoted way too much time to thinking about both our last encounter and what would happen next. I hoped sleeping with him might grant me a little peace of mind.
That night I showered and shaved, taking my time to get ready and make sure everything was just right. I know guys aren't as sentimental about their first time as some women are, but I still wanted it to be as perfect as possible for him. If he was gonna remember this forever, may as well make it worth remembering, right?
I did my makeup in an extremely sultry way, even adding lashes for extra glamour. Last time I wanted to come across as an approachable girl next door. This time I wanted to be a sex fantasy come to life. I dispensed with real clothes altogether and instead strapped on a dark rose and black corset that ended just underneath my breasts, causing them to jut out, presented like some sumptuous gift. I’d paired the corset with a black crotchless thong and black garter belt and stockings. On my feet I wore the highest heels I owned; a pair of sky-high patent leather pumps. I covered up with a deep-rose satin robe, headed to the living room, threw on some music, poured myself a glass of white wine, and waited nervously for my suitor to arrive.
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