A Reluctant Sex Instructor Ch. 06

"Not to say this as a rejection, but before today, we haven't spoken much for over a year since I graduated from high school," Ezra said. "We were just friends who went to the same school together. Maybe you might even treat me like a sister or cousin. It's too early for us to consider that question."

"That sounds like a no."

"Don't regress to the Insecure Ken. Be the Bold and Confident Ken that made my pussy dripping with excitement."

"That Ken also didn't get the job done," I complained.

"Didn't get the job done?" she asked.

"Sorry, I meant that Bold and Confident Ken didn't have sex with you."

"That was your choice, remember?"

"So that's another object lesson I should always listen to you? Punishment for disobeying you?"

She put her hand on my chest. "Don't think it like that, Ken. I thought you knew that the part about the punishment is just a joke."

"I'm not sure about that now," I grumbled.

"Changed your mind yet about wanting to be my boyfriend?" She smiled teasingly, reminding me how pretty she was and making me fall in love with her all over again.

I let out a chuckle. My emotions were back on the roller coaster again. Ezra played my feelings expertly like a concert pianist.

"So what now?" I asked.

"I'm torn between punishing you some more and letting you fuck me," she teased me again.

"I think I've been punished enough already," I said, praying she would choose the second option.

"I was dying for you to stuff your cock inside me, but you killed the mood. Don't you think you should be punished?"

"I can make it up to you," I said.

"How?" she asked.

I took the blindfold in my hand and lifted it over her head. She smiled and raised her head to allow me to put it back on.

Fully blindfolded again, she leaned her head back down on the bed. "Touch me, Ken," she said.

"You're not supposed to be talking," I admonished her playfully.

She grinned. "I'm all yours."

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This time, I decided to obey her instructions like a good boy and feast my eyes on her naked body.

But first, I needed to recenter myself. I was starting to feel exhausted from the whirlpool of emotions I had been experiencing. My arousal and excitement from before had waned.

Sometimes when I was having sex with Lisa or Denise, I would get lost in the act until it started to feel mechanical, like we were just going through the motions. When I was still a virgin, and even after I started having sex, I never imagined sex would feel mechanical.

Both Denise and Lisa had ways to bring me out of that state until I was excited about sex again. With Denise, she could quickly 'flip the switch' in me by changing things up, such as trying on something novel, striking a sexy pose, talking dirty, or putting on a new dress and asking me to fuck her in it. The last one was my new favorite.

With Lisa, she would help me get out of my head and get me to focus on my senses. One of the ways she did this was to get me to slow down and pay attention to the present moment of what we were doing.

Since Ezra was just going to lie there, it was up to me to get myself excited again.

I slid my left hand underneath Ezra's neck. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to me and enjoying her bare skin against mine.

I placed my right hand gently on Ezra's stomach. She shivered a little from my touch. I waited for her to relax again before I started tracing small circles around her stomach in no particular direction or order. It wasn't long before she was spasming--just a little--under my touch. Just a little. Goosebumps rose on her skin. I could hear her breath quicken.

Her reactions were so sexy. My arousal was back in full swing again, matching the hardness of my cock,

I traced my fingers downwards towards her pelvis, then down her smooth pubic area. Ezra inhaled sharply in anticipation of her pussy getting touched. But instead, I traced back upwards her stomach, towards her breasts, then along her sternum between her breasts.

I admired how her breasts were so full and round but hardly sagged, even on her slim frame. Her nipples stood high and erected. My fingers traveled upwards, 'accidentally' brushing the side of her breasts with the back of my hand. I continued up to her collarbone, over her breast, then to her left shoulder. I continued down her left arm, enjoying the sensation of her bare skin until I reached her wrist and stroked her open palm. Her hand jerked a little. She was ticklish. I chuckled when she scowled a little.

I moved my fingers back up her left arm. From her left shoulder, I moved my fingers just outside of her left breast, again brushing against it. My fingers went around the circumference of her breast, to her sternum, then above her right breast. I performed the same pattern on her right breast until I arrived back at her sternum again.

She was panting now, with her breasts heaving and the smell of her arousal getting stronger. An aroused Ezra was so hot.

My arousal and desire to fuck Ezra were fully restored. I guessed this was the purpose of Ezra's exercise, as she had intended. To build up my desire to touch her, be intimate with her, and enjoy her body before I would penetrate her.

But before I could fuck her, I needed to continue playing Ezra's game.

From her sternum, my fingers traveled upwards towards her collarbone, up her neck. Next, I traced along her angular jaw bones. Then up her cheek and to her mouth.

I caressed my middle finger on her upper lips from left to the right, then her lower lips in the opposite direction. Her lips were kissable.

She lifted her head slightly, opened her mouth, and began sucking on my finger as if she were giving a blowjob.

"I thought you said no penetration," I said, surprised.

She released my finger from her mouth, flashed a grin, and stuck her tongue at me. Too cute.

"Can I kiss you now?" I asked.

Ezra tilted her head toward me. "Which lips?" she asked innocently.

It was my turn to grin. "Both lips," I said.

She smiled and nodded.

I held her neck with my right hand and tilted her head towards me. Then I leaned in for the kiss.

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At the start of my sex education, Denise described kissing as men's greatest weapon. A great kiss could make a girl fall madly in love with you. A great kiss could make a girl panting with desire and begging you to fuck her. A great kiss could even make the most reluctant woman have sex with you.

"You can make a woman cheat on her husband, or a nun to disavow her faith," Denise explained. "Everything began with a great kiss. Nail that first kiss, and a girl is putty in your hands. Nail that first kiss, and she's yours."

I wanted to ask Denise how I could get a nun to kiss me in the first place. Or how to get any girl to kiss me, for that matter. But I decided to leave my questions for future lessons. I was more excited for the lecture to end and the practical tutorial to begin.

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I wanted Ezra to be putty in my hands and fall in love with me, so I put everything I had into my first kiss with her.

According to Denise, the best kiss requires just the right amount of pressure. You don't want to make your lips completely solid or pursed. On the other hand, you also don't want to do the opposite where they're totally slack with no form. It had taken me a lot of practice to get it right.

As I leaned in for the kiss with Ezra, I pushed my lips forward very slightly at the sides and turned my lips into delectable cushions, as though I had lip filler injections.

With my mouth closed, I pressed my lips into Ezra's. Ezra returned the kiss as our lips made contact. A surge of pleasure emanated from our first kiss. Ezra's bodily response and sigh told me she was feeling the same.

As far as the first kiss went, it wasn't too bad.

I pulled back from the kiss with Ezra and leaned in for a second with my mouth slightly parted.

The open-mouth kiss without tongue took me the longest to master. There were different levels to it based on different contexts.

The ideal mouth shape and movements for the perfect kiss are intuitive and very tough to describe. But the closest description would be how you would imitate a wolf's howl without the sound. Denise had me practice making the "Aahh-OOooo!" sound without making any noise in front of the mirror several times a day. Then, during the kiss, as my mouth reached the "oo" shape, I needed to press my lips forward a bit and swing my lips into the kiss in rhythm.

Ezra opened her mouth to meet mine for our second kiss. We continued to kiss open mouthed--without tongue--until I felt Ezra put her tongue against my lips.

It was time to go to the next level.

Kissing with tongue was like fighting the Final Boss of a Role-Playing Game. Or, as Denise loved to call it, "The gateway to the pussy."

Denise told me that most men failed at this level. "Don't immediately stick your tongue into her mouth like you're penetrating a pussy," she lectured.

According to Denise, I should rarely use the tip of the tongue at the start of the tongue kiss. I shouldn't be slipping my tongue like a snake in and out of her mouth. Instead, I was supposed to use the middle of the tongue.

"Use the middle of my tongue to kiss?" I asked. "How?"

"Place the tip of your tongue on your bottom teeth against the back of your lip," Denise explained. "Now pretend it's attached there by a hinge. When you push your tongue forward, the tip should stay right there, while the middle section raises up and forward, creating a small pad of tongue sitting just behind your lips."

Denise opened her mouth and did what she said as a demonstration before continuing.

"With this technique, when you gently open and close your mouth, your tongue will move like a wave," Denise explained. "As you open your mouth, your tongue relaxes, and as you connect and close your mouth, your tongue waves forward. Imagine the tip of your tongue flicking against the inside of your bottom lip with each wave."

Denise made me repeat the wave motion several times until I got it. I found it was actually easier than I thought.

"Now, when you kiss me, use the middle of your tongue to lick against my upper lips, lower lips, and tongue," Denise said. "Vary the rhythm, pressure, and position slightly each time."

As I used the middle of my tongue to kiss Ezra with my mouth open, I found her doing the same, matching my exact movement and rhythm. The electric charge surged each time our tongues connected.

"Only progress on to deep-tongue kissing when the girl is ready for it. If not, it can feel too aggressive. A sure sign is when she's hot and bothered," Denise said.

"How do I know when she's hot and bothered?" I asked Denise during our kissing lessons.

"When she's opening her mouth wider and sliding her tongue into yours, when she's pressing her mouth more into yours or when she's leaning her body into yours," Denise said. "If you're both still clothed, she might even start humping against you."

Ezra was the first to stick the tip of her tongue into my mouth. I could also feel her body rocking and pressing into mine with each kiss. Ezra was hot and bothered now.

As our tongues danced with each other, I roamed my hands all over Ezra's body again. I squeezed her tits, caressed her stomach, hugged her hips, cupped her butt cheeks, teased her thighs, then moved back up again.

She placed her right hand on my neck and continued grinding her body against mine. Her other hand caressed all over me, although carefully avoiding my cock.

We were both moaning from our passionate kissing, and panting with desire.

"Denise taught you how to kiss well," Ezra said as she pulled back from our kiss. I wondered if she knew what I was going to do even without the ability to see.

"She did," I replied, leaning in to kiss Ezra again.

Ezra returned the kiss before pulling away again. "I taught Denise how to kiss," she said. "We spent many hours in high school kissing. And more."

That explained why our mouth movement and rhythm matched perfectly. Ezra taught Denise, who then taught me. I was kissing my grandmaster. Though I wondered why Ezra was telling me this now. I imagined Ezra and Denise, two high school girls, naked and on the bed making out passionately, their massive tits pressed together, their hands between each other's thighs...

I stopped my mind from fantasizing about Ezra and Denise, pulling my attention to the present.

"Stop talking," I said. "I want to kiss you."

Ezra flashed me a teasing grin, then stuck out her tongue playfully. She was toying with me again. I wondered if her therapy involved driving me crazy. Crazy in love with her.

I opened my mouth and sucked her tongue. She moaned in her throat. I held her neck as I pressed my lips against hers, pushing my tongue deeper into her mouth. She hungrily kissed me back.

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"Touch me," Ezra panted as we broke our kiss again.

I watched Ezra's breasts jiggle with each breath. Her chest was flushed. A delectable sight. Her pussy was visibly wet, even on the outside. Her thick sexual musk permeated the room.

I knew at that moment that this wasn't about the exercise anymore. Ezra wanted me to touch her for her pleasure.

Denise was right. A great kiss was powerful. A weapon of mass destruction, obliterating everything in the mind except sex.

Ezra was now mine.

I wanted to dive between her legs. After prolonged teasing, I could finally reach my prize. The knowledge that Ezra wanted me now was intoxicating.

But despite my arousal, I wasn't in a hurry as before. I could spend the whole day kissing her, cuddling beside her, and touching her naked body.

Being with Ezra was like having a spiritual transformation. The longer I spent with her, the more my mind evolved.

An evil thought rose in my head. The tables were now turned. At this moment, she wanted me more than I wanted her.

Ezra had spent the whole time teasing me, toying with me, and tormenting me. She turned my desire for her into an obsession. While I was in control of her body, she had been controlling my feelings and emotions.

I decided it was my turn to pay her back. I wanted to make her beg for it. "Touch you where?" I asked.

She let out a little grin, not giving me the satisfaction of making her beg. "Touch me below," she said.

I removed my hand from her neck and placed my middle finger on her collarbone. "Here?" I asked.

"Lower," she replied.

I caressed my finger down to her sternum, between her breasts. "Here?" I asked again.

"Lower," she repeated her answer.

The game continued. I teased my finger down her torso, stopping every few inches and asking her the same question. She replied the same each time.

Goosebumps reappeared all over her skin. Her chest continued to heave. Again, she was panting with anticipation. I imagined how she was feeling from her perspective. Blindfolded and not knowing what was going on, except for the touch of my finger on her skin. Both terrified and excited at the same time.

When my finger reached her pubic area, she opened her legs wider as an invitation. "Almost there," she panted.

She was still in control, so I decided to switch tactics. Using two fingers, I moved them down toward her pussy. She tilted her hips up in anticipation. Then, just before reaching the clit, I widened the fingers apart and continued downwards, narrowly missing her clit.

She groaned in frustration.

Denise had told me that as our arousal goes up and blood flows to our pelvic region, the area surrounding our genitals gets more sensitive. Pleasure is amplified. This was probably how Ezra was feeling right now.

Ezra let out a sharp exhalation as I continued downwards around her outer folds and the back of her thighs towards her anus.

Reaching the bottom of her butt cheeks, I changed direction. I used the back of my two fingers and moved up, again narrowly missing touching her vagina directly.

I continued to tease around Ezra's crotch with my fingers, carefully avoiding all of her most sensitive spots. Eventually, I sat up and repositioned myself between her legs without pausing the rhythm.

Ezra opened her legs wider and bent her knee towards her chest, already anticipating what I was about to do.

Kneeling between her thighs, I leaned forward and used everything Denise had taught me about eating pussy.

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My first practical tutorial on cunnilingus began during a threesome with Lisa and Denise. By then, I had some experience eating a girl out, although what I knew was just based on porn and what I had read online.

Denise found lecturing challenging while her pussy was being stimulated, so she brought Lisa in as a practice dummy. With Lisa lying on her back, a pillow beneath her butt, and her knees raised, Denise began teaching me the basics of eating pussy.

"Start with licking up and down her lips," Denise instructed. "Slowly from bottom to top. Keep your tongue flat and use your whole tongue instead of just the tip. Stay away from the clit for the time being."

I followed her instruction, My tongue sliding those her lips, tasting the tanginess of Lisa's pussy.

"Keep doing that for a while to get her warmed up. You can experiment a little by varying the speed, length, and pressure of your tongue to see how she responds. Lisa likes it long and more pressure with varying rhythms. I like it fast and flickering, like a dog lapping. Just don't vary the tempo too much at a time for each girl.

I followed Denise's direction, pressing my tongue harder and giving Lisa a long lick, causing her to moan and jerk her hip a little. I used my hands to hold her thighs down and gave her the same lick, earning another moan.

"Oh..."

Encouraged by Lisa's moans, I kept licking and applying pressure with my tongue. With my nose this close to Lisa's pussy, the scent of her arousal was overpowering.

"Keep doing that," Denise continued, "but every once in a while, let your tongue just slide briefly over her clitoral hood as if it was an accident."

"Mmph!" Lisa let out as I flickered my tongue across her hood.

Denise talked me through gradually increasing the flicks on the clit, and the vary the stroke by fucking Lisa's pussy with my tongue. She taught me to occasionally focus my licks on each lip and eventually suck them as well.

"Now, use your middle finger and push inside her slowly," Denise instructed.

I had watched enough porn to know that my finger should be pointing upwards to stroke the g-spot. I gently inserted my finger inside and found that Lisa was very wet, with my finger sliding in easily.

"Each girl is different," Denise said. "Generally, it's better to start slow before gradually increasing the speed and adding another finger. Pay attention to how her body responds."

I used two fingers, then three fingers, while increasing the speed until I felt Lisa's hip jerk again.

"Urghh...." Lisa let out a series of guttural moans.

"Remember to keep up the licking while you fuck her with your fingers," Denise advised. "You can also increase tongue contact with her clit."

By now, Lisa's moan was continuous. Her hip kept jerking, sometimes rather violently. I continued on everything that Denise mentioned. It was hard work, coordinating both my hand and my mouth, varying the rhythm, and switching from licking to sucking and back to licking. All while paying attention to Lisa's body responses.

"You'll notice her hips are starting to gyrate up and down now," Denise said. "Sometimes Lisa can be thrash a little violently. It means she's close. Use your other hand to hold her hips down. Now, focus on her clit, alternating between sucking and licking. See which one works better and focus more on that."

"Oh yes... yes... yes... oh yes..." Lisa kept moaning.

"Remember not to stop your fingers," Denise reminded me. "You can start fucking her as fast as possible. With your fingers."