Anonymous - The Secret Chronicles of Henry Dashwood, Vol. 1

Nevertheless, George and I were still quite bashful at this prospect so we turned our backs to Lizzie as we pulled down our drawers and we both covered our cocks with our hands when we turned back to face her. Thankfully, she did not show any amusement at our self-consciousness, but instead said reassuringly: “There's no need to be shy about letting me look at your cocks. The first lesson for most of my pupils is that girls enjoy the sight of a sturdy shaft, just as you relish seeing their breasts and pusseys. Dear boys, I can assure you that I have seen more than a few specimens here, of all shapes and sizes. So, let me see what you're hiding behind those hands and, if I judge that you're ready for it, I may well give you both a real treat.' We were momentarily transfixed by her boldness but our pricks reacted immediately. They shot up at once when Lizzie loosened the belt of her robe and gracefully stepped out of the garment to stand naked in front of us. George gasped as, for the first time in his life, he saw a woman's bare breasts. And what beautiful bosoms they are too, creamy white, firmly rounded and topped with large, pink areolae and delicious, strawberry-red nipples. I was the first to release my rock-hard stiffstander and George soon followed suit. Lizzie looked approvingly at our erect, throbbing tools and commented: 'Well, you both sport very nice pricks which look ready for action now, though by the time you're in the Upper Sixth, your cocks will be even thicker and your ballsacks will be bigger and hairier too. My word, it's truly a great pity that you have been forced to waste your seed just playing with yourselves. I think it is high time you enjoyed the experience about which I'm sure you have fantasised whilst tossing yourselves off. 'Henry, you were first off the mark to show me your cock, so how would you like to be the first to cross the Rubicon?' she asked, running her hand through the glossy curls of the bushy thatch of hair between her legs. I am certain that my eyes must have glistened like never before as they eagerly followed the path of Lizzie's long fingers which were tracing a sensual line down between her pouting pussey lips. She stepped forward and, grasping hold of my rigid rod, led me by my tingling chopper to the side of the bed. We sat down and she kissed me lightly on the cheek and placed my hand on her right breast. I squeezed the ripe flesh and stroked the soft red nipple, which I felt harden beneath my fingers. We fell back upon the mattress and Lizzie now slid my hand down to her moist pussey whilst at the same time she guided my head to her bosoms. I needed no further encouragement and began to lick her titties. This was my first experience of touching the previously forbidden areas of a girl's body. My forefinger slipped smoothly into her love channel and the feel of Lizzie's pert nipple in my mouth, together with the stimulating wetness of her hairy quim, made me almost faint with excitement. Lizzie realised that the spunk was swiftly building up in my balls for she now pulled me over her and whispered fiercely: 'The moment of truth has arrived. Young Dashwood, slide your cock inside my crack and fuck me.' With expert hands she guided my knob to the entrance of her cunney and, thus placed, I needed no further lesson. A tiny cry of triumph burst out from my throat as I plunged my prick between her yielding love lips, deep into her welcoming, wet cunt. Instinctively, I pistoned my cock in and out of her juicy funnel and Lizzie wrapped her legs around my waist as her hips jabbed upwards to meet my ever-quickening thrusts. Of course, I spent too quickly for, not surprisingly, my over-excited cock could not resist the exquisite contractions of her clinging cunney. All too soon I shuddered in heartfelt joy as I drenched Lizzie's crack with a flood of creamy spunk. She was kind enough to praise my performance as I scrambled off her soft curves, but I knew full well from the way she continued to lie there with her eyes closed, frigging herself for all she was worth, that she had not managed to spend. 'My cock is still stiff – please let me finish you off,' I pleaded. She opened her eyes and saw that my shaft, which was coated with our mix of love juices, was still as stiff as a board. Lizzie pushed me down upon my back and, to my ecstatic delight, lowered her tousled head between my thighs. She began to swirl her tongue along the sensitive surface of my helmet, and then, after teasing the ridge of my knob with the tip of her magic tongue, she opened her mouth wide and popped my cock between her lips.

I turned my head to see George was now standing only a foot or so away, masturbating wildly. His knob protruded from his clenched fist which was sliding at great speed up and down his swollen shaft. My chum groaned with passion as he climaxed and an arc of sperm splashed out of his prick through the air and landed on the eiderdown.

Lizzie released my cock from her mouth and said: 'Oh dear, George has wanked himself to a spend. I may have to postpone his fuck till another day. Still, no matter, Henry I want to taste your cum.'

She gobbled my cock back between her lips and started to suck lustily on my shaft, yet again making me almost swoon with unbelievable pleasure. Warm waves of sheer bliss flowed through my entire body as her teeth scraped my cockflesh and she sucked slowly all the way down to the base of my tool. As Lizzie's darting tongue lapped along the underside of my shuddering shaft, my balls began to tighten. I whimpered because I realised that I was unstoppably close to a second spend, even though she had only been sucking my cock for barely a minute. Lizzie must have sensed my urgency, for she now clamped her lips around my shaft and gently squeezed my balls, with the result that, in seconds, the sticky jism was shooting up my cock and spurting into her mouth. She gulped down my copious emission with great delight, although even an experienced fellatrice such as Lizzie, could not contend with the huge gush of spunk she was milking from my twitching todger, and a dribble of white seed trickled out of the sides of her mouth and dropped on to my thighs. Lizzie smacked her lips as she milked the last drops of cum from my now deflating member. When she had finished, she lifted her head and with a saucy smile asked me to tell her with total frankness whether I had enjoyed my first journey into manhood. (Apparently, very occasionally, some young men feel disappointed after their initiation into l'arte de faire l'amour.) 'Do they really?'

I said. 'I find that difficult to believe because for me it was such an immensely pleasurable experience. However, I must apologise for climaxing too quickly for you to join me there.' 'How thoughtful of you, Henry,' said Lizzie warmly. 'You show a fine consideration which will stand you in good stead in your future intimate relations.

In all honesty, there is no need for you to worry overmuch about the speed of your spend. It's only natural for boys to fuck for the first time at a gallop, as if they were jockeys at Royal Ascot. Now that you know the course, so to speak, in your next lesson you can concentrate upon the finer points of riding.' 'Never mind about Henry,'

George interrupted. 'I would dearly love to know when I am going to have my chance!' Lizzie looked at the clock on the mantelpiece and said with regret: 'I am so sorry, George, there really isn't time now for any further instruction. But do not despair. I shall not keep you in suspense for very long. Have either of you any plans for the coming Sunday?' 'No, though if we had we would cancel them, wouldn't we, Henry?' George replied. This made Lizzie laugh as she said: 'Very well then, come up here at half past two on Sunday afternoon, and remember to ensure that you are not seen.' 'Thank you, Lizzie,' I said gratefully and went on to add that such an arrangement would be especially fitting because on the following day George would celebrate his sixteenth birthday. She raised her eyebrows and commented: 'Is that so? Oh, then in that case I will try to arrange something special for the birthday boy.' 'How kind of you, and please feel free to make similar arrangements for his best friend,' I chipped in. Lizzie gave my cock a tug and giggled as she remonstrated: 'You've already had your treat, you insatiable boy.