Chapter 14: Young Ida

I was at the walk-down restaurant, “The Pirates Den.” I was recently talking to Liz, the owner. Her Protégé and niece is a hot girl that she wants me to teach the art of love, to.

I looked over towards Liz, and she winked at me and waved me backhandedly to kiss Ida. I kissed Ida again. Feeling better about it, we kissed a lot more. It progressed far enough I could feel the heat from her center down below. She was sighing often now and wiggling on me now. She slapped a piece of paper down on the table and sped away.

The paper said, “I git off at 7:30. I could use a walk home.”

‘Gutsy wench!’

I contemplated the young girl. She had kissed me like a young girl. Her sweet body felt right to me. My being near her age, she would be a break from the older women I had been cavorting with lately. Well, my maid at Morgan House was almost age-appropriate. Most of my women lately had been in their 20s to even their 40s.

I sat there until my pecker settled down. I slowly got up and started towards the door.

As I exited, Liz said just quiet enough for me to hear said, “Cum again - and often, sir.”

Fucking hell!

What caused Liz to push her young employee off on me? Then it came to me. The clothes I wore likely cost more than a year’s wage here for a well-paid worker.

Ahhhhh. Now I get it. I had made little Ida hot for me since I was dressed like a gentleman. I also showed her that I appreciated her youthful charm and her happy attitude. I had behaved relatively gentlemanly for this area. Most men here are crude.

Ox said, “Suspicion confirmed Bill. Ida’s a virgin. I will let you discover the rest on your own. No peeks now.”

I went to my new home, put a large virtual screen up, and surfed the web until 7:15 to kill time.

I returned to the restaurant. When I came in the door, Liz came right over.

She said, “Please treat Ida right, sir. A girl’s first time is very special. She has no idea what is about to happen. If it goes bad, some girls never want to do it again. I picked you since you looked a gentleman and young like her. Ida agreed you were the one to help her. You look like the right man for the job.”

I smiled kindly and said, “What time do you open tomorrow?”

She said, “11 a.m.”

I said, “Good, “Ida may need to sleep a little later, but I’ll get her up on time.”

Ida walked up. I took Ida’s hand and guided her gently towards the door and stairway. As she took her first step on the stairs, I put my right hand on her ass. She looked back shyly and smiled.

At the top of the steps, I slid beside her and put my arm around her waist. I guided her to my place. On the way up my apartment steps, I sent, “Office, set for 40 percent light upstairs, please.”

I got a ding in the affirmative.

I got between her and the door, and as it clicked, I swung the door open. She peered around with big, wide-open eyes.

I just realized most people never see someplace like this. All the walls have colored paint with lots of fancy woodwork. There is crown molding up high and wainscoting all around. The floor molding was integrated with the lower wainscoting trim.

All the furniture is big and overstuffed. It had dark stained wood parts and fine linen upholstery. I grew up with things like this. It appeared completely new to her.

I escorted her to the couch. I sat down and pulled her into my lap. She had changed her skirt and added a shawl over it. I found out when I set her shawl aside she had a different blouse too. It was a peasant blouse that came up to her shoulders. It displayed some skin, but she’s surely my age; she’s modest-sized all over. She acts modestly.

I found out later during pillow talk that she was only 14 and lived with Liz, her Aunt. Liz could not have children, so Ida was loaned to Liz by her sister, who had way too many children.

I leaned her towards me, and we kissed gently. She soon kissed me more energetically. We kissed sweetly for a long time. I did not rush her. I wanted to savor this sweet young girl.

She had her hands around me, and I had mine around her as I worked up her desire. I began teaching her the art of French kissing in several steps so she would not feel overwhelmed. Ida liked that a lot.

I managed to work her top down some after a while, and I gently touched her small breasts. They are small but precious looking, so endearing to see. The left one has a small mole. Both are cone-shaped with light brown areola and almost nonexistent nipples.

I began sucking on her nips; she became a little devil with her hands. That revved her up so high she was breathing loud enough to concern me.

I slid down and put my head on her lap for a few minutes in the hopes she would calm down. She played with my hair.

I smelled her. I guess we had been at this a while. Her dress was rucked up a little. I could just see her juncture, but no real detail. Her goodies are still buried between her legs. That made this all the better.

I began kissing her knees and worked my way up, touching, licking, and nibbling. I caressed her legs. Ida’s natural girl aroma is intoxicating. I think if I started at her feet, she would lose it from being ticklish.

I ran my hands under her skirt and touched her hips. I eventually got near her thighs; she was almost sobbing in want. I scooted her forward and put my face right onto her pussy and nuzzled it.

She froze for a second, not knowing what to do. I realized she had no idea what was about to happen. She really was an innocent.

She tried weakly to push my head away. I had pushed her legs apart when I made my move. I pressed my tongue to her inner lips and wiggled it up and down lightly.

I think she had an Aha! That moment right there. She stopped resisting. She liked it. Her hips had even thrust towards me. She still tried to stop me, but that was a sham. I knew she wanted me to do more of that.

After she became used to it, I was able to open Ida’s legs wider and really started to lick her pink parts. She had been strung out quite a while, and when she finally came, it was fast coming and spontaneous.

“Whattt? uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn, ohhhhhhhh...”

Ox said, “She’s out; it was a bit too much for her.”

Ox continued, I had Office draw a bath for her. You could pick her up; she weighs like 90 pounds. Take her in and wash her as she wakes up. You don’t need to worry about the fancy bathroom. By morning, most of the details will be dreamlike to her.

I said, “Great idea, pal.”

I went into my closet and stripped naked.

I returned and picked her up in my arms. At the tub, I lay her in it. It had less than a foot of warm water. Evidently Ox had asked Office to fill it only partway. I got in beside her and pulled her around until she was leaning back on me between my legs. Now, the water was higher with me in it.

I was watching when she started to stir. She looked down and saw my legs outside of hers, and after a few pats with her hands, she knew I was right there holding her.

I soaped up a washcloth and started to give her a bath. Sometimes, I used the washcloth; other times, I used my soapy hands. I used my soapy hands on her pretty little titties quite a lot. Her titties must be dirty as they needed a lot of very special attention.

She seemed to like that if you went by her sounds. I got around to her pussy eventually. Dirty little pussy, it also needs lots of attention.

I rubbed the outside for a while. Then I rubbed a finger up and down her slit, just barely poking where her hole was. I only knew where it was because Ox displayed a giant close-up view of it in my left eye.

Ida had some hair on her outer lips, but not much. Her hymen was dark pink looking. Her pussy is small, and the outer lips are plump. Her slit is only a little over 2 inches from top to bottom.

I rinsed her with the hand wand and got her standing. I dried us off and carried her to bed.

I lay Ida down and started licking and playing with her pussy again. I got her to cum again, and this time, I got between her legs and ran my glans up and down and rubbed it right on her hymen.

Ox said, “Be sure to go slow so you spread some Exo’s on her cherry. That way, she will be able to take you without much pain. After a few seconds, her pain will be just a memory.”

I slowly began my descent into a new, quite young pussy. I wiggled my glans at her vestibule. Her Exo’d hymen parted with a tiny squeak from her. I felt it when it happened. I’d sensed what she had sensed. She was happy and all was good in little Ida’s world.

I knew it was just enough pain that she would remember it had happened. It was also painless enough that it was no longer a problem.

I worked myself in slowly. Ida’s wet enough from my oral, but she’s still a very tight girl. I think some of the tightness may be first-time jitters.

By the time I was bumping her cervical mouth, I knew that I was pushing it too far. I stopped a minute, and she started wiggling to get more feeling down there, so I started to slowly move in her.

“Yes, good, uh-ha, like that, please.

A few minutes later, Ida said. Yes, yes. YES YES YES! OOOoooo ... Oohhh...”

She smiled up at me. She was very happy as she beamed at me. I knew she had even been pretty worried about this. She had done it! She was now a woman, and she had cum, too.

I stayed in her, grabbed hold of her bum, and rolled us over. If I was going to have to work for so long to get myself inside her pussy, I was gonna soak my pecker in her for a while. Maybe for a long while? Ida is very tight, and I feel her entire being through her little trembling pussy.

Ida moved around some, trying to get comfortable. In her moving, she realized she could move just how she wanted. It took a bit of time, but she worked it out enough to start fucking me from on top. I used my hands to help guide her.

She arrived at a position where her legs were as wide apart as possible so her vulva was in direct contact with my pelvis. She needed to barely move to rub herself right there.

I said, “Yes, that’s the way; just rub a little like that.” I knew that for a man, he uses his whole dick to get stimulated enough to cum. Females have all their nerve endings in the region of their clit. They use that small area to be stimulated. It takes a female between 6 and 20 minutes to get off. The average is 14 minutes.

It generally requires direct, gentle, and prolonged massage by hand or tongue. It should especially be focused on her genitals, particularly on the clitoris.

We were not doing the old in-out style of screwing; it was more like her rubbing herself in small circles. She did this slowly, and it worked great for Ida. Once she figured out how to cum, she could slowly rub one out, rest awhile and then start up again. We occasionally dozed, but I doubt we got much sleep before 5 a.m.

As time went on, she got better at it. This was because I was slow and gentle with her. I kept her interest up. She had a goal. Her Aunt was a horn dog, and she wanted to be like her. To be able to cum readily.

The Exo’s had performed great. They had helped by sensitizing her. I had cum several times, but Ida was not awash in cum or her own juices. The Exo’s reabsorbed and repurposed the extras.

I didn’t get waterlogged, and neither of us had rubbed ourselves raw. She was very turned on all night and just wanted to do it the whole time. After my third cum I had to order my pecker to remain hard until my mind became interested again.

A few minutes of looking up at her precious mounds, her gumdrop areolas, and palming her titties soon restarted my interest. I made her wiggle more. I knew I would remember this night a long time and relive it often.

Sometime in the morning, she’d moved to the side. I got up to pee. I went into the kitchen and opened a Heillizdt fruit drink. I poured half in two glasses and added some water and an ice cube each. Damn, but it was great to have ice here.

I let the ice cube melt most of the way before I took hers into her. I put the drink on a night table. They didn’t have lamps, but the wall pseudo gas lamps were down low enough to see. Office had dimmed the lights when we had dozed off.