Danielle saw the look on his face and smiled. “You like the glasses, huh?”
Matthew nodded vigorously.
“Yeah, most guys do. That whole slutty librarian thing.”
“Exactly,” Matthew said.
She walked back towards him and sat down in the lounge chair down by his feet. Danielle crossed her legs, forcing her skirt to ride up her leg, drawing his attention. He could almost see up her skirt. Almost, but not quite.
A few seconds later Matthew realized that Danielle was watching him watch her. He lifted his head slightly, pausing just for a moment at her glorious tits—which were hanging out of her dress even more because of the position she was in—and settled in on her face. Once their eyes were once again locked, she resumed talking.
“As I was saying earlier,” she continued, “Based on yesterday, we know some of your general strengths and weaknesses. First of all, you have a very nice cock. Big but not too huge, plus it gets real hard, which is always a bonus. Second, you know how to use it. You’re not a pro by any means but you’re not an amateur either. Third, you can go multiple times in one day, which is always nice. And even nicer still is the fact that you don’t need a whole lot of time in between sessions before you’re ready to go. Also, you seem to actually be a pretty nice guy, which is great, and even though you’re a little shy, you’re not scared. All in all a pretty damn good place to start. As for areas that need general improvement: Stamina, for one. Confidence for another. And I’m sure we’ll have to make you more adventurous in bed. But those will come in time. What I need to find out today is some more specific things.”
“Like what?”
“Well, for example, how well do you eat pussy?”
“Are you asking me?”
Danielle nodded.
Matthew shrugged. “I don’t really know. I’ve done it a couple of times, and the feedback I got was pretty good, but I doubt if the girls I was doing it too really knew the difference between good and bad head. I think they were just excited to have someone that was willing to do that to them.”
“Was it your idea or theirs?”
“It was mine with one, the other was theirs.”
“Did you like it?”
Matthew’s face went red.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” Danielle said. “Just answer it truthfully.”
“Actually I kind of did,” Matthew said. “It wasn’t my absolute favorite thing to do, but it was pretty fun.”
“Trust me, that’s a good thing,” Danielle said. “There is a serious dearth of men who eat good pussy, and even fewer that actually enjoy it. But as long as you enjoy it, I can teach you how to do it properly.”
For some reason this made Matthew blush even more.
“Moving on,” Danielle said. “Answer quickly, without thinking too much. And don’t worry about what this means, I’m just trying to get an idea of what you have and haven’t done. So I know where we stand.”
“Okay.”
“Good, then let’s get started. Ready?”
“Yes.”
“Have you ever licked someone’s asshole.”
Matthew shook his head, his embarrassment deepening. But Danielle didn’t seem to notice. And if she did notice she didn’t dwell on it. She simply made a mark on the paper attached to the clipboard and moved on.
“Ever had your asshole licked?” she asked, her eyes looking up from the clipboard for a moment to read his expression.
He shook his head again.
“Given anal sex?”
“No.”
“Wanted to?”
A pause, then Matthew answered, “Yes.”
Danielle wrote something down.
“Received anal sex?”
“No.”
“Wanted to?”
“Not particularly.”
Again she paused, perhaps lending more credence to his not-so adamant denial than he’d meant to convey. But he didn’t have time to elaborate. Danielle was asking the questions more quickly now, rapid-fire style, which lessened Matthew’s sense of embarrassment considerably despite the nature of the questions but didn’t leave any room for discussion.
“Have you ever stuck your finger in someone’s asshole?” she asked.
“No.”
“Had someone stick their finger in your asshole?”
“No.”
“Does that make you uncomfortable to think about a girl playing with your asshole?”
“A little bit.”
“Why? Because it seems gay to you?”
“Not really,” he said. “It’s just something that doesn’t seem like it would feel very good.”
“I see,” Danielle said, writing this down. Then, looking up at him, she asked: “What if you were assured that it did. Would you be open to trying it then?”
He shrugged. “Sure. I guess.”
Danielle made another note on her clipboard.
“Double-teamed a girl.”
“No.”
“Been with two or more girls at the same time.”
“No.”
“Have you ever peed on a girl?”
“No.”
“Wanted to?”
Matthew laughed softly and shook his head. “No.” He noticed Danielle was no longer even looking at her clipboard. Her eyes were locked onto his face.
“Ever had your balls sucked on?”
“Yes.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes. Very much.”
“What about deepthroated?”
“No.”
“Wanted to?”
“Yes.”
“Have you ever tied a girl up?”
“No.”
“Wanted to?”
“Yes.”
“Been tied up?”
“No.”
“Wanted to?”
A minor hesitation, then, “Yes.”
“Interesting,” Danielle said. “Just a few more and we’ll be done. For now, at least.”
Matthew nodded in understanding.
“Before yesterday, how many girls had you fucked?”
“Seven.”
“How many did you cum inside?”
“Five.”
“On their stomach or tits?”
“Three.”
“On their face?”
“None.”
“Did you want to?”
“Yes.”
“What about in their mouth?”
“None.”
“Did you want to?”
“Yes.”
“Did you titty-fuck any of them?”
“No.”
“Did you want to?”
“A couple them, yes.”
“Did any of them ever sit on your face?”
“No.”
“Did you want any of them to?”
“It never crossed my mind.”
“Is that something you’d object to?”
Matthew paused as he thought about it for a moment. “No.”
“Did you ever get rough with any of them?”
“No.”
“Did you want to?”
“Yes. With a couple of them.”
“How many?”
“Two. No, make that three.”
“Did any of them ever get rough with you?”
“No. But one liked to take charge.”
“Did you like that?”
“Yes. Sometimes, at least.”
“Have you ever fucked a stranger?”
“No.”
“Have you ever wanted to?”
“Yes.”
“Well, that’s about it,” Danielle said, setting the clipboard and pen on her lap. “One last question and then we’re done.”
“Okay.”
“Was this awkward for you?”
“A little at first. But by the end, no.”
“That’s good to hear,” Danielle said. She set the clipboard on the stand next to her chair and started to take off the glasses.
“Do you mind keeping those on?” Matthew asked.
“You like them that much, huh?”
He nodded.
“Do you want me to suck your cock with them on?”
He nodded more vigorously.
Danielle laughed. “Okay, but first you have to do something for me.”
“Anything.”
“You said you’ve eaten pussy a couple times before, right?”
“Yeah.”
“And that you thought you were pretty good at it.”
“That’s what I was told.”
“But more importantly, you enjoyed it, right?”
“That’s right.”
“Then come on over here and show me what you’ve got,” Danielle said, pulling the bottom half of her dress up over her waist and spreading her legs. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy was smooth, recently shaved. And glistening. Apparently the questions had excited her as much as they had excited Matthew.
He practically leapt off the couch and was on his knees in front of Danielle within seconds. He looked up at her expectantly, awaiting instructions.
“This is all you,” Danielle said. “I’m not going to give you any direction. I want to see what kind of skills you have.”
Matthew nodded, then took a deep breath, grabbed ahold of her thighs, spread them slightly and pressed his face between her legs. He went to work on her shaved, incredibly smooth pussy, starting off slowly, licking the outside of her pussy lips, tasting her tangy sweetness on the tip of his tongue.
He glanced up to see how she was reacting and saw her looking down at him, watching him carefully, a little smile perched on her lips. She definitely looked happy but not ecstatic, so he figured he needed to turn things up a notch bit. Returning his attention back to her pussy, he changed his approach.
Matthew stuck his tongue out and ran it up her pussy, starting at the bottom of her snatch and slowly moving it up to the top, lapping at it like a kitten drinking milk. Danielle started to moan softly so he increased his speed, licking more quickly now, his rigid tongue slipping deeper and deeper into her silky smooth insides with every pass.
He ventured another glance up and saw that Danielle’s eyes were closed and her head turned slightly towards the ceiling. The look on her face plus the increased sounds of pleasure coming from her mouth excited Matthew. He could feel his cock pressing painfully against his pants. He was enjoying this more than he’d ever thought possible.
Danielle’s juices were gushing, drenching Matthew’s face, inciting him further. Feeling adventurous, Matthew grabbed Danielle’s legs, pushed them back further, giving him better access to her pussy. Then he took a deep breath and buried his head in between Danielle’s legs, smashing his face up against her flesh, forcing his tongue deeper inside her dripping wet pussy.
Danielle let out an excited little yelp, followed by a deep, pleasurable groan. Matthew shook his head back and forth quickly, further covering his face in her juices. He backed off for just a second to catch his breath.
He looked up at Danielle and saw that she had pulled her dress down, exposing her glorious tits, and was groping them with both her hands. Happy and proud and excited all at the same time, he dove back between her legs once again.
“Holy fuck,” Danielle moaned as Matthew went back to work on her pussy, digging his tongue in as deep as he could get it. “Right there, Matthew. Right fucking there.”
Danielle grabbed the back of Matthew’s head with both hands and pulled him further up inside her, holding his face up against her flesh, her pussy opening up even more, allowing him deeper access to her insides.
Matthew breathed Danielle in, her wet, musky, tangy sweetness his only nourishment while she moved her body against his face, sliding her pussy up and down on his rigid tongue, riding his face, her legs quivering as she approached orgasm.
And then she was there, her body tensing up for a moment before relaxing, an intense moan coming from her mouth as her pussy juices flowed out of her, soaking Matthew even further.
Danielle released his head, allowing him to breathe properly. He did so in gasping breaths, a big smile on his face while he looked up at Danielle, her nipples hard and her tits glistening with sweat as her chest heaved. Her hair was messed up and it hung down over her face, covering half of it. Her eyes were locked on his and her mouth was turned up in a satisfied smile.
“Well, what did you think?” Matthew asked, his own grin threatening to split his face in two.
“I have to admit, I’m pleasantly surprised,” Danielle said. “You were pretty damn good down there. A hell of a lot better than most men. And even some women.”
“Thanks,” Matthew replied, starting to blush once again.
Danielle laughed. “Still embarrassed, huh?”
“Not by what I did,” Matthew said. “But hearing it come from your mouth. For some reason that still has a strange effect on me.”
“Don’t fret it,” Danielle said. “I think it’s cute.”
This just caused Matthew to blush even more, which made Danielle laugh louder.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” Matthew said.
“What? Tried to embarrass you more?”
He nodded.
Danielle shrugged. Her smirk was predatory. “Maybe just a little. But enough talk. It’s time to repay your generosity.”
She climbed out of the chair and helped Matthew to his feet, then spun him around and dropped him down into the spot she’d just been in.
With her skimpy little dress still bundled around her waist and the black-rimmed glasses still on her face, Danielle bent over, undid Matthew’s belt, opened up his fly, and pulled his pants off, revealing his rock-hard cock.
Danielle smiled. “Eating me out turned you on that much?”
Matthew nodded.
She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock. Laughing, she said, “It’s hard enough to hammer nails into a two-by-four.”
“Yeah, but I don’t know for how long,” Matthew said.
“You’re that close to being done already?”
Matthew nodded sheepishly.
“Wow, you really do enjoy eating pussy. I’ve never seen anything like it. At least, not from a man.”
“Sorry about that.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Danielle said. “Not at all. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it.”
“Okay,” Matthew said. “If you say so.” But he didn’t sound like he believed her.
“I’m serious,” Danielle said. “It’s a good thing. A very good thing. Trust me.”
“I believe you.”
With her hand still wrapped around his shaft, Danielle dropped down to her knees. Looking up at him from behind his cock, she said, “We’ll just take care of this real quick and then move on. We’ve got all day to play around.”
And with that, Danielle took the tip of his cock in her mouth.
Matthew moaned and took in a sharp breath, then let it out slowly. It was all he could do to not cum right then and there.
Danielle understood his situation and didn’t waste any time, her lips moving up and down on his cock in tandem with her hand, both working in unison, establishing a perfect rhythm, knowing that it was pointless trying to prolong things and just making it as pleasurable as possible for Matthew in the short time he had before he shot his load.
Moving quickly, Danielle was taking his cock halfway down before bouncing back up again, her hand following right behind her mouth, using the saliva she produced to jerk him off while she sucked his cock. Wet, slurping sounds filled the room as she moved faster and faster, taking him deeper and deeper in her mouth, maintaining eye contact the entire time, her eyes behind the glasses locked on his.
Matthew gripped the sides of the chair and held his breath, but it was no use. He was no longer able to prolong the inevitable. He muttered, “Shit, shit, shit,” and shifted in the chair so he was leaning forward just a bit, holding on as much as poss
ible, trying to extract every last millisecond out of the experience before cumming.
Even though he was right on the edge, Danielle didn’t slow down. She continued going after his cock with the same speed and intensity, even as his body tensed up in preparation of orgasm.
“Holy shit,” Matthew said, trying to give Danielle one last chance to get out of the way before he came.
But Matthew didn’t have to worry. Danielle knew exactly what she was doing. She kept on blowing him right up until the point where he started to cum, popping her mouth off his cock just as the first veins of white semen came shooting out of the tip of his cock.
She continued jerking him off as he came, aiming his cock at her chest, taking Matthew’s seed all over her tits as his body shuddered beneath her.
Danielle jerked him off to completion, then slapped his cock against her tits a couple of times to make sure it was completely empty before letting go of it.
Matthew closed his eyes and shook his head quickly from side to side then took a deep breath before opening them again. Danielle was still sitting there on the floor, a big smile on her face, his semen snaking it’s way down her chest and towards her stomach, leaving little snail trails in their wake.
Matthew watched as she rubbed his cum into her skin, all over her tits, on top of her nipples, which were still hard. He wasn’t exactly sure why but watching her play with his cum was strangely exciting, which made him realize that even though he’d just came a minute or so ago his dick was still sticking straight-up, as hard as it had been when they first started.
Danielle noticed it too, nodding in the direction of his cock.
“Does it always stay hard like that?”
Matthew shook his head. “It never has before.”
“Do you think you can keep it up?”
“I have no idea.”
“Well, there’s only one way to find out,” Danielle said, climbing to her feet and then onto the chair.
Before Matthew realized what was happening, Danielle was straddling him, one leg on each side of his body, her knees and shins lying against the cushion, her ass pressing back against his cock as she sat on his lap.
“I don’t think this is a good idea,” Matthew said.
“Why not?” she replied, lifting her body up and grabbing ahold of his cock. “Have you done something like this before?”
“No, but—”
“Then how do you know?” Danielle said as she pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy but didn’t slide it in. “It might be the best idea ever. Let’s find out.”
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