Getting It Right
Copyright© 2025 by G Younger
Chapter 39
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 39 - This is the second book in the Wrinkle in Time Trilogy. It is a stand-alone book with an all-new cast that embraces getting a second chance, a do-over. Fortunately, this time, Xander had a cheat: life experience. I’d become the old man who no longer gave a fuck about others’ opinions. The problem was that by the time I learned this, I died … or so I thought. I found myself thrown back in time to do it all over again. Could I get it right this time?
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant Fiction Humor School DoOver Sharing Gang Bang Group Sex First Facial Oral Sex Slow Violence
Pippa had a long talk with her mom after Xander left.
“I can’t believe I did that.”
“Honey, I would’ve been disappointed if you hadn’t,” Monica said. “Xander has a great body and an even better penis. If you were going to have a first, why not the best?”
Over the next week, Xander came over to model for her mom a couple of times. Pippa made a point of hanging around and watching. He walked around naked like it was an everyday occurrence, and Pippa did her best to act as if she wasn’t looking. But it was hard not to notice his dick as he walked around, casually drinking iced tea and watching the latest sports highlights during breaks.
When it was time to start again, her mom would call, “Pippa, please help Xander out.”
Despite Pippa’s hesitation, her feet seemed to have a mind of their own because they would walk her in front of him. She would then drop to her knees so she could take his massive weapon into her mouth.
“Honey, that’s good. We don’t want him too happy,” Monica said with a smile.
Pippa pulled off him and said, “Yeah, no problem.”
She was disappointed when her mom finished her painting, and Xander no longer had an excuse to come over. Though she didn’t want him as a boyfriend, Pippa figured if she dated Xander, he would expect certain things, and she wasn’t ready for that yet.
Pippa had overheard Connie talking to Julie, telling her she should ask Xander out for her senior year. That it was better than her moping around because Brad had dumped her for ‘that slut,’ as they called Angelica.
Pippa’s mom had told her that if she wanted to date without worrying about a guy pushing her, giving him head would satisfy his needs. Her mom said that was what she’d done in high school. She claimed to have been a virgin until she met Pippa’s dad.
Pippa wasn’t sure she believed that story anymore, but it sounded like a plan she could live with for the time being. All she had to do was learn to give great blowjobs.
She’d spotted Xander, who’d come back from a run and entered his garage. She knew that was where he had a weight set and worked out when he didn’t go to the gym.
Xander was sweating his ass off. The run up the mountain had made his legs and glutes burn, and now he was working on his upper body. He heard someone, looked toward the open garage door, and saw Pippa.
“Morning, sunshine,” Xander called out.
“Uh ... morning.”
He sat up on the bench and grabbed a towel to wipe the perspiration from his face and chest.
“Xander, I was wondering...” Pippa trailed off.
“Wondering what?”
“I understand guys only want sex.”
Xander shrugged and didn’t say anything.
“Is it true that if a girl can get them off, that they won’t pressure you to ... you know ... go all the way?” Pippa asked.
“To be honest, you might have to get them off a couple of times for that to be true. Most guys our age can get hard more than once.”
“Can you teach me how to suck cock?” Pippa asked.
“I can, but I have a question before I agree; a couple, actually,” Xander said. “First, what makes you think you need to be taught? I can attest that you have the basics down.”
“Would that be enough for you not to want to go further?” Pippa asked.
“Probably not,” Xander admitted, then asked, “Second, why me? I know a hundred guys who would kill to teach you.”
“Because you have a girlfriend and wouldn’t want more than that. I’m not ready to date right now,” Pippa confided.
“Last question,” Xander said. “This will take more than one lesson. It might take a while until you’re a great cocksucker. Are you willing to follow through, no matter how long it takes?”
He saw her flinch at the word ‘cocksucker.’ He’d said it to test her resolve. Izzy was right: Pippa was innocent. He wanted her to think this through before he agreed to teach her.
“You wouldn’t tell anyone you’re teaching me, would you?” Pippa asked.
“I try not to share that kind of stuff with anyone.”
“Not even Stacy?”
Xander snorted.
“Stacy and I aren’t going out. She’s friends with Barb, who’s dating Mike. We hang out together so I don’t feel like a third wheel,” Xander said.
“Do you plan to date anyone?”
“I have my eye on a couple of girls, but no firm plans. I figured I’d wait until school starts in a few weeks,” Xander said.
“That’s okay, then. I want to learn,” Pippa said.
“When did you want to start?” Xander asked.
“How about right now?”
“I’m all sweaty. Do you want me to go take a shower first?”
“Will guys normally do that?” Pippa asked.
“No, probably not. Most times, it’s just an in-the-moment type of thing, but I would recommend that whenever you give up your virginity, it would be nice if he did.”
“Then I’m okay with how you are,” Pippa said.
“Okay, first lesson. Guys like it when the girl shows she’s eager by helping him get his dick out,” Xander said.
Pippa appeared nervous as she stepped over to him. But she’d seen Xander naked before, so she reached for his shorts, and Xander lifted his butt to allow Pippa to pull them down. Underneath, he wore a jock to hold everything in place for his run. He was surprised he wasn’t hard yet.
She peeled his jock down to reveal his dick.
“You know how to get it hard,” Xander coached.
The moment her warm mouth took in all of his limp cock, Xander closed his eyes and let the pleasure take over.
He’d already decided to break things off with Stacy, and this was another reason: on the rare occasions she gave him head, it was simply a prelude to other stuff. Stacy would get going but stop just as he started to really enjoy it.
It was a double standard because he went down on her almost every time they hooked up. He made sure she had at least one, if not two, orgasms before they fucked. But she made it feel like she was doing him a huge fucking favor if she sucked his cock.
Pippa couldn’t believe what she was doing. If any other guy had offered her his flaccid cock, Pippa would’ve stood up and walked away or punched him in the balls.
Yet, after only a few seconds of hesitation, her body moved forward as she became determined not to back down and took it in her mouth. Pippa felt his cock harden as his eyes closed, and he let his head fall back. She hoped that was a sign he was enjoying what she was doing.
Pippa was surprised at how natural it felt to have a cock in her mouth. She only had a couple of inches in but wanted more, wanted to get Xander fully hard.
She slowly bobbed on his cock as it continued to get bigger and firmer.
Once Pippa got into it, she was glad Xander hadn’t become all bossy and insisted on telling her how to do it better. He just stood there with a contented look on his face.
That was when Pippa realized something: although she couldn’t imagine ever getting all of Xander’s cock in her mouth, she wanted more, she needed more. Pippa wanted to be a good cocksucker, as Xander had crudely put it.
Once Pippa drained his balls, Xander praised her and told her she’d done an excellent job. He assured her he could help her improve, that it would just take practice and a few tips. But he thought most teen guys would be happy with her effort.
He could tell she was shocked when he kissed her. Pippa scurried off like a scared bunny after that, leaving him wondering how long it would take for her to return for her second lesson.
Asher Fisher had called Xander, inviting him and his grandfather to meet him at Tyson Hall on the University of Arkansas campus. On the ride over, his grandfather had been full of questions, but Xander only told him that Mr. Fisher was a big booster of the university’s athletics.
When they walked in, Asher and Kate were waiting in the lobby.
Kate’s expression told Xander not to mention what they’d gotten up to the last time they’d met.
“Walk with me,” Asher said.
Everyone followed him out the front door. Across the street, next to Harding Hall, was a large, open area of grass, probably half a block in size.
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