The Taming of Dane Ch. 03

I turned to face my fiancé and kissed him with passionate abandon. Jack pulled away slightly as his fingers caressed my elongated clitoris. "I can never get enough of your sweet body. I want to watch your face as you cum. Do my fingers feel good touching you?"

"Yea, Move them around in a ..., Oh fuck yea Baby! That feels really good! Make your circles bigger, Oh, Yea! Does my pussy feel good?"

"Yea it does! Cum for me Dane. Let me watch you cum."

"OOOHHHHHH, GOD JACK. A LITTLE SLOWER. OOOOOOHOHOHOOHHHHH!" My moan degenerated into nothing but heavy breathing and gasping spasms, as he rubbed my steaming mound past the point of no return. In the final throws of my digital release, Jack kissed my parted lips one at a time, and quietly said "I love you with all my heart Dane." And he stepped out of the shower, allowing me to shudder and collect myself. I shaved my legs, and all but the fiery front porch mat from my lover's favorite pleasure pocket. The tips of my fingers and my diminutive nails traced the edges of my recently tamed shrew, and rearward to my well toned ass. Jack was a fabulous lover and I wanted him to enjoy my body without reservation. In the shower, the cascading water falling over my flesh, my lust had been temporarily satiated by the man that had taken all of me, and proclaimed his love for me, and apparently wanted to marry me. It baffled me that he wanted to be my husband, but I would grant that wish if that's what he wanted.

My first sexual experience was with a very nervous, very well endowed young man named Nathan Myer. I was 13, Nathan was 16, and we met walking home from a movie I went to see in an ancient theater in downtown Topeka. I was by myself, mom was 'talking' with an old friend. She had given me money to go to a movie, code for 'take your time, I'm gonna be busy for a while', so away I went. I had been witness to Teresa's sexual escapades many times in the past. I knew what sex was, the mechanics of it, and I thought I knew what it would be like, because orgasms were a familiar part of my life. Mother had unknowingly taught me to masturbate a few years before, (it was something that I had already incorporated into my life), I had watched her one night when she thought I was asleep, and once I experienced it for myself I loved it.

Nathan walked up to me as I was leaving the theater, and asked if he could walk me home, all the while staring at my burgeoning breasts. He was very cute and I said that I was going to the park for a while, and he said "Great! Maybe we could just hang out for a while."

"Sure."

So we walked the mile to Wilhelm Park, making small talk, sneaking glances at each other. and I settled onto a picnic table near the back of the park. Nathan sat down beside me and began to 'accidently' to brush up against my hand. I turn my face quickly in his direction. He startled, and withdrew his hand from mine. "OH! Sorry!"

"Don't be sorry. If you want to hold my hand, don't apologize. I think you're cute."

"So", He said as he blushed, "Do you wanna kiss?"

"Okay."

And Nathan leaned over and pecked me on the corner of the mouth. I sat there for a few seconds, then I leaned in and kissed him right back, much less sisterly. Nathan pulled back a good 5 minutes later with a look of astonishment on his face and a very distinct rock hard erection in his shorts. He breathed heavily for couple of minutes, then leaned in to kiss me again, and I held up a hand to stop him. I repositioned myself on the tabletop laying one leg behind him, and giving him a glimpse of the panty clad virgin treasure I was starting to think might get plundered, very soon. My pussy was starting to heat up, and my pink polka dot cotton panties were getting moist. When I was in a good position to do what I wanted to do during the earlier snogging, I leaned forward, and Nathan's inexperienced mouth met me a little harder than I would have liked.

As our mouth's explored each other, my fire box got hotter and hotter. I began to slowly recline, and to increase the intensity of my mouth work. Nathan followed like the eager dog he was, and soon I was on my back with Nathan Myer on top of me and his hormonally driven pocket rocket was thumping behind his zipper. I stopped our kissing and said "Will you take off my panties?"

Nathan didn't reply, but just about dislocated my hips trying to unwrap my steamy twat. When he got my cotton cunt wrapper off, he just stared at my pussy. I shook him to life when I said "Now take off your shorts. Before I change my mind." He leapt off the picnic table and pulled his shorts down to his knees and then nearly fell trying to get back to me. It was really funny and I did snicker a little, but soon found him back on top and trying to put his adolescent cock into me by the trial and error method. I told him to wait, and used my hand to place the head of his untried cock in the right place, and waited for my orgasm.

!!!!!!!NEWSFLASH!!!!!!! It didn't really start out with sheer bliss I was expecting! I'd had my own fingers inside me, and I knew Nathan's penis was considerably larger than my fingers, but it felt as though it was going to rip me in half at first!

Nathan Myer taught me a few things in that park. 1) there can be pleasure in pain 2) I LOVE SEX 3) Lubrication makes all the difference 4) I love my body 5) I love the way my body feels during sex 6) I wanted more. So there you have it, in four and a half minutes on a picnic table in Wilhelm Park, Nathan Myer of Topeka, KS woke up the sexual demon that lives inside me to this very day. And the world would never be the same, at least not for me.

Nathan's penis pushed more against me than inside me at first. I felt like he was pushing my tender lips inside of me, so I put my hands 'down there' to pull them out of the way. It made absolutely NO difference to him, but Lord did it make a difference for me. His next thrust buried his meat a good fifteen feet into my juicy crack. It took my breath as completely as it took my virginity! The next thrust came quickly on the heels of the first, and although it was deeper, and WAY more intense than the first, it couldn't take my breath, because it hadn't returned from the vacation it was sent on by his initial push.

How in the name of any god, or goddess, did my mother do this with great frequency? Was one of the first thoughts that ran through my head, then everything began to change. The pain my cunt began to give way to the familiar building heat my body liked so much as Nathan was pushing deep inside me. The feeling of my vagina being stretched to its limits was excruciatingly, painfully wonderful. I wanted more, I wanted to live that way and that way only. Without warning Nathan unloaded his fully cocked sexual weapon deep inside me, and my tender, juicy, sweet, little, girly part got its first meal. Nathan was injecting my pussy with cum for the first time. And the lubrication lesson came into play. He held very still as he bathed my depths with his load. I felt him pour his cum bullets into me, each one feeling like a spear of liquid metal burning its way through me, lighting my flesh on fire.

Nathan began to withdraw, and I grasped him, the sensation was incredible. "More, push it in some more." I told him, and he began to push again. Lubrication! His cum was making him slide into me much easier, the pleasure was indescribable. Very shortly, his cock was shrinking and was soft enough that he couldn't penetrate my slippery tail, and he sat back on the table. He looked at me with a look of startled fear and he stood up as his cum, and a little of my blood, began to trickle out of me and run down my crack . He pulled his pants up and started across the park without ever taking his eyes from me. I tried to stop him, telling him it was 'okay', and to 'come back'. But he disappeared into the night.

Three weeks later, we nearly ran over each other coming out of that same movie theater, he took one look at me and almost toppled a little old woman running the other direction. I now understand his fear, but I wish I could at least tell him that there is nothing to be afraid of, I harbor no ill will, or resentment, and that I'm thankful for the awakening we shared.

That was when I began to explore the world of sex, I wanted to know it all. I read erotica, I watched any porn I could get my hands on. I had several boyfriends and I got to enjoy all of them. I tried the things I had read about, and saw, every time I got the chance. I had anal for the first time when I was 16.

I was seeing a boy named Will Taylor, and we had been 'dating' (more like fucking exclusively) for 6-8 weeks. We had snitched a couple of porno movies from his parents 'collection', and we were going to watch them one night at my house. Will was a decent guy, not the catch of a lifetime, but a decent guy all in all. He had a very thin cock, 6"-7" long, but very thin and he just happened to come along in my life when I had been reading a lot of erotica about anal sex. I had experimented with fingering my ass, and it was nice, so I decide that a thin cock was a good way to try taking it in the ass.

I knew my mother was going into the hills on a photo shoot, so I told Will to come over. I had read all I could find about preparing for anal sex and had 'cleaned myself out' as best as I could. Will joined me about 6 in the evening and we settled on the couch with Marilyn Chambers grinding behind The Green Door on the 25" console television screen, Will's hands fondling at my buttons on my shorts as he tongue fucked my pie hole.

What he lacked in cock size, Will had more than made up for in stamina. He could fuck forever, and cum almost on command. He sucked on my erect nipples until I could feel my dampness spill over and make my girly underwear stick wetly to my ripened sexual fruit. Will freed me from my cotton bonds and tossed my fragrant panties on the back of the couch. They fell on the pillow next to my face as he dived into my muff and began to feast on the sweet honey oozing from my hot little hive. Will's tongue flicked in and out of me, and danced over the flesh between my thighs, as I drank in the sweet fragrance of the pheromones my sweet snatch had saturated my panties with as they lay mere inches from my nose. I moaned out my pleasure while he ate my juicy pussy. "Come on Will, let's fuck for a while!", and like the dutiful man he was, Will climbed on top of me and inserted his fuck stick into my waiting gash. His slender shaft slid easily inside me, and he began stoking my internal fire. I kissed his mouth as I drew the taste of my wetness into my mouth (I knew that someday, I wanted to taste another woman, to feast on the gentle flavor of her ecstasy, and that someday I would).

I lay there, being fucked, and I enjoyed it. After I had cleaned his face of my lust, I looked up at him "Let me up, I want you to fuck me from behind!" I knelt on the couch, and Will moved in behind me, and resumed his stroking of my pleasure pocket. When I was sure that his cock was good and wet from its swim in my honeycomb, I gave him that one eyed over the shoulder look, and gasped out "You've got me so horny, put it in my ass, fuck me in my ass!"

"But, I like your pussy! It feels really good!"

"Please! Fuck my ass. For me?"

"OK", and Will reoriented his cock so that its head was nestled on my back porch and began to tenuously push. Its slender form began to spread me open, and a rush of adrenaline began to spread throughout my body. My ass stung and burned, but the stretch also felt warm, pleasing, and right.

"Come on Will, fuck me!"

" I don't want to hurt you."

"It feels really good, but it would feel better if you were REALLY fucking me. C'mon Will, fuck me like you usually do." Will grabbed my waist and pushed hard "OH YEA! More" He repeated his thrust, "That's Good! Keep Going!" Again, and again he entered my virgin ass. The feeling wasn't the same as having a cock inside my vagina, but it was unique, and very nice in its own way. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" I sang as Will finally seemed to be developing a good rhythm. I clamped down on his meat pole with my anal sphincter and he continued to poke my tightest of holes. I could feel his balls bang against me as he snaked out my drain, and I took my throbbing clit in my fingers and began to nurse along my release.

"Damn your ass is tight!"

I breathed back. "Harder! Fuck me harder!"

And with that, Will's thrust became single jabs, and as deep as he could manage. He grunted loudly each time he speared me. Soon his incomprehensible grunts became sexual explicatives.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he bellowed as his cock plowed my ass.

"Fuck Yea! Fuck Yea!" I responded in kind as my own heat built with aid of my boyfriends thrusting and my own clitoral massage.

Will began to spend his load into my undercarriage with loud, thundering satisfaction. I felt Will's orgasm inside me, hot and wet, easing the friction of him inside me. Beckoning me to join in, he continued to push into me.

I screamed out my orgasm through gritted teeth, head thrown back, my fingers firmly working the nub in my bush. Spasms wracked my body as the electric fire burned away conscious thought, and left me with only satisfied need. Will released his vise like grip on my waist and fell onto the couch, breathing heavily. I lay on top of him, sweating, panting, and tonguing his nipples. Grunting and moaning with satisfaction.

"Why did you want me to fuck you in the ass?"

"Something different. Just wondered what it would be like."

"Well?"

"I liked it. You?"

"Kinda kinky. But your ass is certainly tighter than your pussy."

"You don't like my pussy?"

"No, I do like it. I'm just saying that your ass is tighter than your pussy!"

"Do you like it when I suck you off?"

"Hell yea I like it!"

I pulled away and walked to the bathroom, "Baby, what did I say?" he groaned out thinking I was mad at him. I wetted a wash cloth with warm water, and cleaned up my crotch. I wetted a second one, and went back to the living room, to find Will pulling on his jeans.

"I was planning on cleaning you up a little."

"Oh, sorry. I thought I pissed you off."

"Don't be so sensitive." I knelt down in front of him and began to clean his slender shaft. When I had wiped away all trace of our previous fuck, I took his limp dick into my mouth.

"Oh yea Baby. You like my dick, don't you?"

I hummed a brief response as he began to awaken. His erection fit in my mouth with room to spare, and I was hungry for dessert. I wrapped my hands around the back of his legs and began to throat him. Will ran his hands into my hair, and firmly grasped my head. My mouth sliding up and down on his shaft was assisted by his hands bouncing my head up and down like a basketball on a hardwood court.

"Dane, you give the best head!"

"Mmmmmm!" I hummed in response as I sucked his meat. I tongued the rim of his cocks head, I sucked his nuts one at a time, then both together. I teased his nuts, as he stuffed his cock back into my mouth. Will put his hands on the side of my head covering my ears and moaned out "You want me to fuck your mouth?"

"Mmmmmm!"

Will took my head firmly in his hands and began to fuck my mouth. I made sure I kept a good seal on his wiener as he repeatedly force fed my hungry gob. My tongue cradled his meat as I dreamed of having my eager cocksucker filled full of man juice. I took his balls in my hands, and melted at the feeling of them bumping into my chin. His pace changed and I knew my reward for finding his erection was about to cum my way.

As Will Taylor began to unload in my mouth, I sucked as hard as I could and guzzled his warm spend down my gullet. He came down my throat with ferocity, and I could hear him moaning with primal exhilaration. He came hard and long, and my internment of him turned from guzzling to steady drinking, as I nursed the last of his seed from his throbbing plow.

As I rocked back on my haunches, Will was gasping in his breath as if he was suffocating. I caught a slight glimpse of movement in the kitchen. I peeked again as I rose to my feet to find my mother sitting at the kitchen table, quietly lighting a cigarette. She didn't say anything, so I led Will back to the couch. We sat down and I switched the VCR off and tuned the TV to a movie on one of the local channels, and I began to cover my body. Will looked at me as if I were crazy, but when I mouthed "My mother!" he took the hint and began to cover his naked body.

After about 10 minutes, Mom shut the refrigerator door with definite exaggeration, and sauntered into the living room.

"Oh! Hi kids, what have you two been up to?" with a quick wink in my direction.

Will sang out "Just watching a movie Miss O." with WAY too much nervousness in his voice.

"Well, glad to see you're doing something fun tonight. Dane, can I see you in the kitchen?"

"Sure mom." She got up and walked out of the room. I got up, finished buttoning my shorts and stuffed my panties into my pocket. I made a quick motion for Will to stay put as I followed her into the kitchen. The look of fear on his face was priceless.

"Guess I came home a little too early."

"Guess you did."

"If you want privacy, you should have gone to your bedroom. You seem like your developing quite the 'taste' for men."

"Mom, I know what it looks like, but I love Will and...."

"Oh god, I hope not! Look Dane, I completely understand you wanting to fuck, and as long as you're taking precautions, I have no problems with that. But, for God's sake don't think you have any idea about love, or that you're even remotely capable of it at this point in your life. Now do you really think you love that kid?"

"No."

"Thank God. Are you on the pill?"

"Yes."

"Good. Did you need something Will?"

I looked up to find Will standing in the doorway, a hurt look on his face. "Did you just say you don't love me?"

"Will, we've only been seeing each other for a few months, I don't think either one of us can say that at this point."

"We're into each other enough to be having sex. For Christ sakes Dane, you spent this evening begging me to fuck you in the ass."

"Are you sure you didn't get anything out of it? It seemed to me like you were enjoying yourself back there. Don't get all high and mighty on me, we could do the dating thing without any sex. Would you rather go without?"

"God Dammit, Dane! Are you saying that you want sex but that you don't care if you're in love?"

"I like sex, I'm not gonna lie."

"I'll see you later Dane." And Will Taylor walked out of my life. He called me once, a few weeks later, and said that he just didn't understand me, and that he was sorry, though he wasn't sure why.

That night Mother and I sat up most of the night talking about sex. She was impressed by the amount of research I had done, and how accurate my knowledge base was. We talked about things each of us had done, and her quizzing me about 'my need'.

Late into the night she told me "Congratulations! You've inherited the O'Mallory women's curse. A libido that just won't stop. If you ever find a man who matches your sex drive, marry him and spend the rest of your lives trying to fuck each other to death. Until then, explore this world of pleasure. Explore men, and women. Explore anything you fantasize or dream about. Just be careful!"