Chapter 6

“Hi. I saw you at the pool yesterday. You’re quite talented. I watched some of your dives, and they were spectacular.”

“Thank you, Jill. I didn’t see you there, but I wouldn’t have acknowledged you anyway, even if I had, just so that people didn’t connect us.”

“I understand. Thank you, I guess. You should have heard some of the older girls talking about you, especially as they watched you standing on the diving board. I think the word to describe it is that they were fantasizing about being with you.”

I shook my head a little, gave her a teasing smile and said, “they’re still there and here you are. How about that?”

“I know what the next thing is. Can I ask a question about that before we start?”

I nodded yes, “Sure.”

“Why do people have anal sex? It can’t feel good for the girl.”

“Well, Jill, there are several reasons, and all are about equal in their acceptance. I’m not saying any one of these is better or more correct than the others. First, some guys like anal sex because it gives them a feeling of power and domination over the girl. Sort of the caveman concept. Then, some girls believe that by doing it, they are giving their everything to their man. Some people think it is the most erotic way to have sex. Others do it because they think it is “naughty.”

She shook her head. “It makes no sense to me. I know we have to do this as a part of the class, but I can’t say I’m very thrilled about it.”

“Yes, we do have to, but let me explain something else. First, it is definitely uncomfortable for the girl, sometimes downright painful at the beginning. Your bottom is not used to be opened from that direction. But if your partner is sensitive to you, he will go slowly and allow you to adjust to his size. If you just think about how you are letting him use your body for his pleasure, those thoughts will go a long way to helping you get excited as well. Finally, feeling his orgasm inside you may just the thing that causes you to forget the discomfort and release the emotions that had been building within you. I’ve had a couple girls tell me that it was the best sex that they had ever had.”

“I guess we’ll see,” she said as she hopped onto the bed.

I began, just as I had on her first visit, by caressing and kissing her tiny breasts. They weren’t much bigger than a small scoop of ice cream with a little cherry on top, but they were plenty sensitive to my touch. Now that she knew what she was feeling, she allowed herself a small orgasm just from my breast work.

As soon as she stopped shaking, I dropped my head south and began attacking with my tongue. Two minutes of sucking her clit into my mouth was all it took before her hips began thrashing wildly. I took that to be an invitation and pushed my cock into her cunt until I felt it hit bottom. By the third thrust, she was keeping up with me, rolling her hips up and squeezing her muscles as I thrust in. She was panting hard when I blew my first load into her. I knew that she had not cum again, and that I was leaving her hanging.