Chapter 4: Donna’s Training

The experience with the Donato women left me wondering if there is something I’m missing in our society. The way I was raised taught me that women aren’t supposed to be approachable unless for marriage and anything else was absolutely forbidden. As an inexperienced young man, I believed what I was taught about women and my supposed way of behavior with them and usually followed those rules that were set for me.

But the recent experiences, especially with Teresa confused me at the start, but started changing my naïve world view.

It seems that I could get away with a lot more and get a lot more of the things that are supposedly forbidden if I were discreet and went about things in a smart manner. I started wondering what I could actually do with every woman and girl that I met, whether on the street or even family members.

Donna had three sister, one was older than her and the other two were my age and one year younger. I started really thinking that they would be easy to get, especially with their mother’s attitude. To my new view, all three girls took after their mother in disposition and were generally very agreeable.

Now that my eyes were opening to the real world around me, I realized that I have misunderstood certain behaviors and certain conversations. I realized that even one of my aunts had flirted with me in the past, her hugs were usually longer than everybody else’s hugs. Also, I started noticing what kind of looks some girls had in their eyes and what that meant.

The next time I tutored Donna, I took my job seriously as she took her helping me seriously. Once the lesson was done, we remained sitting at the table.

When Teresa was within earshot, I asked her to check if the coast was clear. She checked and came back to assure me that her husband had just fell asleep and would be napping for at least thirty minutes as is his habit, and she gave me a wink acknowledging what I would be doing with Donna.

Just getting Teresa’s cooperation and protection to engage in sexual activities with her daughter right in their house and her knowledge was enough to give me a hard on.

I definitely needed some relief from any of the Donato women. I started with Donna.

I pulled Donna out of her chair and pulled her to my lap. She sat shyly, not knowing what to expect. I fondled her tits over her shirt for a minute, and didn’t waste more than that to slip my hand under the loose garment. I quickly realized that hers were way better than Lucia’s tits. They were very firm and round. My hands detected no sagging and her nipples were much longer.

Donna closed her eyes and moaned when I tweaked both nipples and pulled at them. I noticed that her thighs clamped together and started squirming as if seeking some type of friction on her pussy. I twisted her so that her back was to me and my cock nestled in her ass crack.

I dropped my right hand from her right tit and slowly caressed her flat belly until I encountered her pants. She wore loose cotton pants that were held up by an elastic. It was very easy to slip my fingers under her panties seeking her pussy.

My hand encountered a sparse and soft bush. Her pubic hair was nothing compared to Lucia’s or even Teresa’s. It made it easy to find her crack and her clit. Since I wasn’t supposed to penetrate her, I did my best to stay away from her hole. I massaged her lips with the flat of my hand but stayed out of her pussy. Since I was limited with pussy contact, I went for her clit. I didn’t need to prolong things.

While Donna was nervous, she wasn’t too nervous to enjoy my manipulations. I cradled the hood of her clit between my index and middle finger and proceeded to rotate them around her clit. I had to clamp my hand on her mouth to keep her reasonably quiet as she soon went through her first orgasm.

I felt as though I was restraining a captive animal that sought to escape its captors. Donna practically whinnied her moans and kicked her legs as contractions seized her body. I realized at one point that her orgasm is overwhelming her and stopped my motion on her clit and just held my hand on it.

It took her a minute to stop twitching and start relaxing. And then she relaxed too much and started slipping off my lap. So I put my other hand over her crotch and held her up with it.

I looked up to find Teresa watching us with an approving smile on her face.

As Donna’s breathing went back to normal, she held herself on my lap and turned around and I kissed her lips.

My cock was like an iron rod. It was painfully hard and needed release.

“How was that?”

“Oh my god I never imagined anything feeling so good.”

“I’m glad to make you feel good.”

“Thank you!” She said as her planted a passionate kiss on my mouth and threatened to draw blood from my lips.

“You’re welcome. Do you think you’ve recovered enough to help me now? The little man under your butt needs some attention.”

“Of course, I would be happy to. I hope that I can make you feel good as much as you made me feel. It was amazing.”

“Well, I’ll help you learn to make me feel good. It’s not complicated with men.”

“Ok, what do I do?”

“OK, on your knees between my legs.” I said as I pushed her off my lap.

Donna dropped to her knees and looked up at me. I got up and dropped my pants and underwear and took them off, then sat back down and Donna rested her arms on my thighs.

“OK, just like yesterday, start by stroking my cock and then take it into your mouth.”

Donna started by stroking my cock gently and soon enough started sucking it.

“Use your tongue, swirl it around the head as you suck hard.”

She did and my pleasure shot up few notches.

“Now try to take it as deep as you can. Just like the other time.”

Donna’s effort was commendable. She struggled at the beginning, but managed to take it very deep into her mouth, but not actually into her throat.

I knew that we didn’t have much time as her father could wake up any minute. So I stood up and grabbed her head and started fucking her face gently. I built up speed as my excitement built up. At one point I pulled all the way back and held her head steady.

“Get ready. I’m going to try going deeper. Try to suppress your gag reflex. Relax your throat muscles and take a deep breath.”

She did.

I pushed in steadily and firmly.

“Lick the underside.”

As she tried, her tongue moved away from her throat and I managed to go deeper. Donna gagged but not too much. So I kept the pressure and soon her nose was tickled by my pubic hair. I was all the way in. It felt heavenly when Donna needed to swallow and did. The motion almost sent me over the edge.