Chapter 3

Samantha's Teachings

So the world, or at least my world was back to its rather twisted, perverted normal self. Rebecca had be sleeping with her again and fucking me every chance she got. And I would spend a couple of hours after school in the treehouse exploring Samantha. It wasn't a bad life at all for an 11 year old.

Samantha's pussy started to smell stronger to me when I was exploring and rather than just let me touch and wander wherever I liked she started directing me to do particular things.

I had commented that I really liked her smell when she seemed turn on. The next day I climbed into the treehouse and Samantha was there with a Camisole on and nothing else. I thought she looked very pretty with the Camisole and she said:

"Thank you kind sir."

I wasn't at all she wasn't making fun of me but it did seem to be genuine so it only worried me a little. She then continued:

"Nicholas, you're going to have to learn what works for me, so today we are going to start. I know you like to play with my bottom and I'm not going to let you have sex with me until I'm sure you understand what must come first and how important it is to me. But if you learn your lessons well I will let you make love to me but in my bottom. Is that acceptable to you?"

Acceptable! She had to be kidding. She had a delightful little butt, rounded and with what appeared to be a very tight and pink arsehole. I still thought of it as a bum but I had started to read some American books on sex and it seemed that "butt" was the word to describe a nice bottom.

So, the next three hours was spent doing the following:

First, Samantha said I seem to like smells, so to smell hair for a while. Sam told me that this really is arousing for some woman and certainly for her. So I did. She smelt of apples and some other smell I couldn't identify at all but it was good just the same. The apple smell was her shampoo. The other smell was all Samantha. She didn't wear perfume or other odours.

Then I was asked to nibble lightly on her ears. I really thought that strange but once I started I didn't think that at all. I was hard in seconds, especially since Samantha was running her hands over my chest and down my sides. This went on for several minutes before I was instructed to nibble lightly and kiss her neck, before licking slowly right along her neck from her shoulders up to her hair behind her ear and even in her ear. This certainly was different but a whole heap of fun. The smell of apples disappeared and the smell of Samantha became more apparent. Samantha's breathing started to become just a little erratic which Samantha was nice enough to explain was because what I was doing had an effect and felt good.

I tentatively put a hand up to a breast only to have Samantha playfully slap it away, telling me that was for much much later.

So, I rested my hands around her waist, which felt pretty good anyway. She was very soft and her body moved in response to even the slightest movement of my fingers. So naturally my fingers did move, but not far because then Samantha would just gently say:

"Not Yet."

I kissed Samantha along her neck and down onto her shoulders, nibbled when she told me too, and licked when she told me to do that. It actually was very easy because in just a couple of words Samantha would tell me what to do and all I had to do was follow the directions.

By the time I had worked around Samantha's breasts, kissed her armpits and down the inside of her arms, my cock was actually nestled up against her pussy, which she told me was OK as long as I didn't start thrusting and it rested along her pussy and not anywhere that meant it could be pushed into her if I got 'carried away'.

This wasn't at all like fucking Rebecca. In fact, it wasn't anything like fucking. But it was also very nice indeed. It was a bit hard to stop from thrusting into Samantha or even rubbing along her pussy lips, especially once the underside of my cock started to get very wet indeed and rather slippery. I moved a little bit and that seemed to be OK because Samantha sighed once and a while.

I was then directed to suck and lick around Samantha's sides before coming up onto her stomach and skirting her belly button. I wasn't allowed to stick my tongue in it though. And this started to get a tad frustrating. I was so very hard and Samantha's smell and even the salty taste of the very slight glow Samantha was developing on her body was driving me crazy by this time. We had been at this an hour and I hadn't even touched her breasts yet.

None-the-less it was having an effect on Samantha. Her breathing had become someone ragged and a small moan escaped her lips every once in a while. She also had closed her eyes, relaxed completely into the cushioned cover we were on and her legs had stretched further apart. I figured I was doing what Samantha wanted.

I was actually quite proud of myself. I had followed all of Samantha's directions. She hadn't yelled at me as Rebecca was prone to do. Well actually my darling sister did it pretty much every fuck and that was a lot. Sam hadn't told me to stop anything and she did seem to have even drifted off into a state where she was feeling rather good, or at least that is what it looked to me.

I was suckling around Samantha's breasts but not her nipples, and she had instructed me to brush my hand just very lightly on her pussy lips before I realised we had been going well over two hours. I realised that you could actually have fun for more than two hours without much exertion at all and it didn't even seem to be that difficult. I didn't realise it would be a lot harder had not Sam been prompting me what to do every step of the way.

Apparently two hours was the magic time for Sam because her hips started to come off the cushioning to meet my hand as it run up and down her slit, from just very gently touching her hooded and still hidden clit all the way to her tiny puckered little arsehole as she had directed me to do. I didn't quite work out just how much of an effect this long slow build up had achieved until I sucked one nipple into her mouth while rubbing her arsehole with the juices from her pussy when Samantha suddenly stiffened and cried out:

"Nicky, darling. That is heaven. Don't you dare stop!"

So what did I do? I stopped. Sam had never called me anything except Nicolas and certainly never "darling" and it was a shock so I stopped. Thankfully, I wasn't a complete moron and I started up again in a short time.

I was in a pretty good place myself at that moment and was so concentrating on Samantha and her directions I hadn't even realised that the tip of my cock was now nestled at the top of Sam's pussy and was gently nudging her clit. Every once in a while she would give out this tiny little 'Oh' and a barely perceptible shiver before going a bit limp. She would then not tell me what to do for a few minutes and so I would just continue what the last instruction was.

Sam said very softly and in a sultry voice I hadn't even heard before:

"Nicky, get the lubricant from the pump bottle and wet your fingers, honey. Rub it along my bottom and then into my bottom until you can slip the tip of a finger in. Do you think you can do that gently?"

Now this I could do. Even with Rebecca, an arse was something that required care and Samantha seemed a whole lot, a whole lot, well, a whole lot more fragile than Rebecca. But now I was confused. I gained the distinct impression from Sam that she meant if I followed her instructions right I could fuck her arsehole after a couple of weeks, not the very first time I had been instructed what to do. But the last thing I was inclined to do at this minute was complain or seek clarification.

So I did what was instructed and soon had my index finger in Sam's very tight little arsehole to one knuckle. I rotated it around and moved in and out before doing what Rebecca had instructed and inserted another finger. I did it carefully and covered in lubrication, which was very slippery and nothing like the stuff I used with Rebecca. Suddenly I wasn't following instructions at all but Sam didn't seem to mind. She shivered yet again but a little more intensely than before.

I kept up the gentle movement with my two fingers in Sam's bottom until they were buried fully in her, and I could rotate them freely. Then Sam astounded me by saying:

"Nicky, honey, you are wonderful. I've Cum so many times in the last half hour that I'm pretty wiped out. But you deserve your reward. Put her penis against my bottom and push slowly."

I only knew of orgasms as loud, rather violent affairs involving a lot of movement and a whole lot of comments. I had not even the slightest idea that Sam had Cum. At this point, I thought she was just telling me this to make me feel more confident but again I wasn't going to say anything that may spoil the mood. However, I piped up at this point, not thinking that Sam might have no idea that I was fucking my sister and up the bum a great deal at that:

"And then stop once the head is in right. Then I wait for you to adjust and your cute little bottom starts to move and then I very slowly push further in until my cock is completely in your little arse. Then I stop until you are comfortable. And only then do I start moving again."

Sam replied:

"Wow, what book did you find that in and you remembered all that an all? It's not exactly how I would like you to do it or how you should be saying it but if that's how you remember then we'll try it that way."

And that is what I did. Sam felt quite different to Rebecca. Rebecca might have incredible muscle control but Samantha felt like this was the first time anything had been in her delightful bottom. I just stopped buried fully in her arse, marvelling at the feeling for a long time.

Slowly I started to fuck Samantha. By this time, Sam was holding her legs so that they were tucked up close to her head and I was leaning over her very much like missionary position with Rebecca, except I was in her arsehole not her pussy. Sam started to grunt, firstly very softly but as I started to speed up she threw her arms around my neck and went:

"Oh Nicky, I never thought it could be this good. How can you be 11 and be this good?"

Actually, I was starting to be a little annoyed at being constantly reminded that I was 11 but in this case, this seemed like a compliment so I let it slide. Sam looked happy anyway and the feeling was incredibly good.

Samantha pulled me in and kissed me. Tenderly at first but then quite a bit more passionately. I had sped up at this time and Sam stopped kissing. She chanted:

"Oh! Oh, Nicky! Nicky darling ... Oh keep this up. I can't believe the feeling. Oh! Oooh!"

I was now thrusting very hard, causing Sam's bottom to shudder and bounce as my hips struck against it quite forcefully. I was close to Cumming myself. Samantha just felt so darn good.

So I called out:

"Oh Fuck, Sam. Your little arse is so tight. I love fucking you. I'm going to Cum though. I cant' help it any more. I'm sorry."

Then Samantha said something that astounded me:

"Nicky darling, you may be in my bottom but there is no need for profanity. It's OK that you are Cumming. I want you too. It does feel so good and you've made me Cum already."

So "Cumming" was apparently alright but not "fucking". I was confused. But not enough to stop feeling the absolutely wonderful sensations that being buried to the hilt in Sam's arse and Cumming profusely in there was producing. I said nothing more and just enjoyed the sensations.

I lay exhausted against Sam for some minutes, still with my cock buried in her arse. Slowly I deflated and eased out of her bottom. I then wrapped my arms around Sam and cuddled up to her. This she seemed to like a great deal and sighed contentedly, her head wrapped under my shoulder. She may have been four years older than me but I was a good head taller than her.

Just to completely confuse me, Samantha then said very softly:

"Nicolas, you're my first. No one has ever been in my bottom before. You really were wonderful. I just hope when we get to it you can make love to me as well."

How could Sam have never been fucked in the arse before? She was so experienced. Even I had fucked an arse and even knew how to do it quite reasonably, obviously because Sam apparently thought I was "wonderful". I felt a warm inner glow and just held Sam a little tighter as we rested in the treehouse, both quite a bit exhausted.