Lessons On Love
Copyright© 2005 by Southern Gentleman
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - I have had many teachers in life who have taught me many things. But those I remember most are those who taught me about love. Well, love may not be quite the right word. Sex would be a better word for it. Each of my teachers added something new to my knowledge of sex and how to please both myself and my partner. These are their stories.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual True Story
After my encounter with HER, I continued working at the hotel while I finished up at college. During this time I went out with different girls I knew on a semi-regular basis, but never anything long term. Now and then I would get one who I managed to take somewhere and fuck, but seldom was it more than a one time shot.
I still believed I had much to learn about making love and decided I really needed to find someone who had a lot of experience who would be willing to teach me all about pleasuring a woman. And so began my quest for the perfect older woman. I finally discovered her one evening in a little bar I sometimes visited for a quick drink to unwind after an evening class I was taking.
I took the only seat left around the bar, squeezing in between a round, bald headed man who was busy telling his buddies a series of crude jokes and a youngish looking lady who was sipping an amaretto sour while watching the overhead television. She glanced over at me as I ordered my drink and I gave her a polite hello while trying to give her the once over with my eyes. She appeared to be in her mid 30's and had black hair and pretty brown eyes. She was dressed casually in a yellow top and black jeans that hugged her waist. I got the distinct impression that she was trying oh so hard to look younger than her birth certificate would attest to her being.
We each sat there silently sipping our drinks for several minutes before I got up the courage to start a conversation. I finally leaned toward her and said the first stupid thing that came into my head. I asked her if she came here often. I know it was a stupid thing to say because she instantly began to laugh as she looked at me. Somehow she managed to ask me if that was the best opening line I could come up with. I laughed and said, "Normally I'd come up with a better one, but one look at you took away any chance of my saying anything intelligent."
She smiled and replied, "Now that was much better. Keep that up and you might get somewhere."
It crossed my mind to mention that I could definitely keep something up with her, but I fortunately suppressed that thought. Instead, I introduced myself and she responded by telling me her name was Meghan. We continued making small talk as we drank. I bought her another drink as she talked about her job as an accountant. I remember telling her that I had never known accountants could be so good looking. Of course she laughed at this and told me I was getting better with my pick up lines.
As we continued to chat over the next hour, the conversation took on a decidedly flirtatious nature. Several times one or the other of us would reach out and touch the other's arm as we talked. I found myself almost enchanted by the way she laughed whenever I would say something she found amusing. Before long we found ourselves among the last people in the bar and we both realized it was time to head home. I offered to walk her to her car and she happily agreed.
We left the bar and walked out into the parking lot. As we did, her arm brushed up against mine and our hands found their counterpart. When we got to her car I realized I was not ready to let go. Something inside me screamed that I wanted this woman as I had wanted no other before her. When she turned to me after unlocking her car, I was about to ask if I could follow her home when she looked at me and said, "My turn for the corny pick up line. Your place or mine." Then she leaned into me and we kissed. It began as a simple pressing together of our lips and quickly built into something much more. Her arms wrapped around me and pulled me close to her as her lips pushed hard against mine. Her lips parted and mine followed suit as our tongues danced together. My hands moved over her back, then down until I was cupping her firm ass, pulling her against me. I have no doubt she could feel my growing erection against her as our tongues continued their feverish dance. When I finally came up for air, it was only to look her in the eyes and say, "Your place."
She laughed and said, "Then you better get your car and follow me. Don't you dare lose me." And with that she broke apart from me and jumped in her car. I had no intention of losing her. I ran to my car and got it started and pulled in back of her in what had to be record time. Thankfully it was only a short drive to her home in a modest sub-division just down from the bar. I pulled into her driveway right behind her and was waiting next to her car door as she stepped out. I tried to take up where we had left off back in the parking lot, but she stopped me and whispered, "Not here. Inside." I think we ran up to her front door and in moments we were inside.
She never even bothered to turn on the lights. The moment she had the door shut, she turned to me and pushed me against the wall. In a voice filled with what I had come to realize was desire, she told me she had to have me inside her and now. Our clothes hit the floor in record time. As we pulled our bodies together she turned so that she was now up against the wall. Reaching between us, she grabbed my cock and lifted one leg and wrapped it around my ass. "Lift me quick and fuck me hard. Hurry, damn it. Fuck me."
Well, this was new to me, but I was not going to argue. I grabbed her under each leg and lifted her, bending my knees slightly. As I did she pulled my cock into position at the entrance of her charms and I let her slide me into her. I found the position a bit difficult to maintain but I knew deep down that I wouldn't have to maintain it for long because neither one of us was going to last. We had spent the evening building toward this moment and our bodies were now simply on autopilot as we worked toward release. It was a good thing she did not live in an apartment because the banging on the wall would certainly have awakened the neighbors. Each thrust up into her smacked her ass against the wall, but neither of us cared. I could feel her tits pressed against my chest but had no guess as to whether they were large or small. The only thing either of us felt was the growing orgasm building inside as we pushed against each other. Suddenly she threw her head back against the wall and moaned as her orgasm hit. I was only a few moments behind as my cock plowed all the way into her and released my seed deep inside.