BBQ Lessons

I went into my ensuite and grabbed a towel and started drying myself. My hair was dripping, I towelled it as dry as I could and then sat in front of my dresser and used my hair dryer. In my mirror I could see Jack in my doorway, watching. Naked. Erect.

"Oh, so we just gawk openly now."

"Your door was open."

"Because I was rushing as I was soaking wet."

"It was still open."

I sighed. This was not going to go away.

"Fold my quilt back. Go into my ensuite and get a large bath sheet and lay it on the bed."

I carried on drying and brushing my hair, getting as much of the wet out as I could. I was aware of Jack moving around but I kept my eyes off him. I pulled my hair up into a pony and wrapped a band around it. It was not the most comfortable when laying on a bed, but it would at least partially control my hair whilst it finished drying.

The bed was as I asked and Jack was stood to one side, his erection pointing at the ceiling.

"You do not, ever, and I mean ever, say anything about this to anyone, ever."

"No mum."

"I mean it."

I got off my stool and went over to the bed and first sat on the side, and then swung my legs up, shuffled to the middle and lay down.

"I heard what you said in the garden, and yes, you have the opportunity to do that now. But, and this is important, I want you to remember what I said. Show me that you can learn and then perhaps I will teach you."

Oh my god Lucifer Morningstar was about to take my soul.

Jack climbed on to the bed and knelt between my legs, his face so close to my fanny that I could feel his breath. I shivered in anticipation, not in cold. He leant forward and his tongue pressed between the lips of my sex, I eased my legs further apart allowing my labia to separate, a gap now where before was a crease. His breath striking my clitoris cause my breath to hold and a small gasp to escape me.

He moved his head slightly and his tongue pressed against my clitoris, my muscles tensing in my groin, my breasts feeling tighter, my toes curling. He moved his tongue, roughly, but he had the idea, he needed practise to gain the finesse that a good lover has, but at least he hadn't simply tried to shove his dick inside me.

I stared at the ceiling rose, and then closed my eyes, trying to forget who it was, and concentrate on what was being done. A finger circled my entrance and then slowly pushed through my opening and wiggled inside me, catching my G-spot, another gasp escaped.

His tongue receded and he sucked my clitoris into his mouth. Mm that was feeling good. His tongue dabbed at the end of my clitoris, every touch sent electricity through my groin, I felt my buttocks clench beneath me as his finger moved inside me. I love the feeling of someone else inside me, there is always that uncertainty of what they will do next and that adds to the tingle.

Jack relaxed his mouth and moved away from my clitoris and using his tongue he began to lap at the top end of my fanny the way a cat drinks milk, his tongue just catching my clitoris at the end of his stroke. I knew I was gasping and I was gulping in breaths but not exhaling, I felt myself getting close. My groin was like a pressure cooker waiting to release, electricity was building and then the pressure was released.

I screamed and my back arched, shards of electricity and pain shot from my groin, aiming for my nipples, my toes and my fingers. My ears tingled, my body spasmed and then relaxed and I slumped onto the bed.

Wow, not bad for a beginner. He pulled away, he didn't say anything, I hoped he knew what just happened. I took a moment and then pushed him to lay next to me and I bent over his dick. I took my first proper look. It was a reasonable length around a hand and a half, say seven inches, and my fingers would barely fit around. His shaft was filled with big bulging veins all contributing to what I expected to be a very hard dick. His balls looked weighty, you would know if they were bouncing of your derrière.

I held his dick, yes soft pliable skin over a very hard interior. I rolled his foreskin down, it popped over his rim revealing a rude red coloured head. I licked around his rim and I felt him judder. I ran my finger nail along the skin wrinkle below his hole and his whole body seemed to shake. He obviously enjoyed that. I opened my mouth and hovered over him, his dick inside my mouth but not touching.

Closing my mouth, I began to suck and then I moved slowly up and down his dick, shagging him with my mouth. He was writhing beneath me, his fingers clenching at the sheet, I moved faster. He was too big to go past my throat, but I still managed to get a deal of him inside, my mouth hot and wet on his hard pulsing dick.

"Shit mum," he gasped and he spurted, three times down my throat, emptying his balls inside me. I eased back, licking the residue from him, salty and slightly metallic in taste. I rolled away, his dick leaving my mouth with a pop. I lay beside him; his chest was heaving as he recovered his composure.

"Now. Wasn't that better than just shoving your dick inside me?"

"Fuck yes. I had no idea."

"No. You have a lot to learn."