Weird and Wonderful Ava

Ava told me her goal was to be the best I ever had. She wanted to practice so she had skills. "I want to be so good that if you had to fuck 10 girls blindfolded, you'd pick me. If 10 girls gave you blowjobs, you'd pick mine as the best, if you watch a porno you'll have to turn it off cuz those hoes can't make you cum like I can."

Holy shit! That was a pretty tall order. I had a pretty strong feeling that she was going to meet all those criteria for me. But I wanted there to be some truth behind it too. I owed it to her to see that she really did develop some serious skills so that if she ever moved on past me, she would totally knock the socks off of any guy who came after me.

Fortunately, birth control was not going to be an issue. I'd had a vasectomy after Anya was born. I planned to teach Ava about condoms of course, but only a sampling, just so she'd know. We weren't going to "need" to bother with them.

Friday finally arrived. Anya left. We were on each other almost as soon as the door closed behind her. Ava kissed me before Anya could get into her boyfriend's car.

"I know what I want to do first!"

I smiled at her enthusiasm. "What's that? I'm up for anything you want, of course."

"I want to see your cock!" She smiled and bit her bottom lip. "Dan, will you please show me your cock?"

"I'd love to. Do you care where we do this?"

"Wherever you think is best. I don't know...your bedroom?"

"I think right here is a good place to start." I gestured towards an overstuffed chair in the living room. The very same chair, in fact, where I had glimpsed her vagina only a few weeks before. "I think the chair gives us a few more options. Do you want me sitting or standing, to start with?"

"Uh...standing, I guess."

"OK. Pants on, through the zipper? Or naked?"

"Naked."

"OK then." I quickly peeled off my shirt, pants, and socks, and flung them onto the couch. I was standing in my boxers, which were already tenting up. "Have a seat for the show." Ava sat in the chair and I stood facing her. "You may do the honors. Go ahead, pull them down.whenever you're ready."

"Looks like somebody wants to come out and play!" Ava said, as she smiled and bit her bottom lip adorably. Her eyes were alive with anticipation. She reached out and gently touched the tip of the "tentpole" through the fabric. A small wet spot started to form. "Oh my God, is that what that was?" She looked at me with amused surprise.

"Maybe" I teased.

Ava batted the tentpole back and forth a couple times, gently with her fingers. "So bouncy!" she said. "OK. Here goes..." She grabbed the bottom of my boxer shorts and tugged down, freeing my cock, which sprung up after catching on the waistband. She gasped in delight as it settled to point straight towards her face. "Well, hello!" she cooed. She sat and stared for a moment, then remembered to finish pulling down my shorts. I stepped out of them and we resumed our positions.

"Well...what would you like next? Do you want me to tell you things? Did you want to just ask questions? As you can see, just having a beautiful girl staring at my cock is already enough to make me excited."

"I don't think you'll have to tell me too much. I've seen porn and I've read lots of stuff. But I've never touched a real one. May I?"

"Please do."

Ava gingerly reached out and touched the side of my cock, right behind the head and pushed it to the side, then let it spring back. Then she brought in her thumb and grasped around the shaft lightly, and then moved it up and down, squeezing slightly, getting the feel of it. "Soft on the outside, harder on the inside. Hmmm. Does that feel good?"

I let out a kind of sigh, just so relieved to have the anticipation broken by touch, and also excited. It had been a long time since I'd had a woman touch me like this. "Yes it does. It feels very good. It feels even better if you apply a little more pressure, and stroke it"

"Like this?"

"That's great. Even a little bit harder...that's it. Just like that! Mmmm. That's great, Ava!" It was great. Of course she wasn't quite perfect at this yet, but we could get there.

"Could you cum like this?"

"Yes, if you kept it up just like that I could cum. If I was a teenage boy I probably would have cum already!" I laughed a little. "Staying power is the one thing us older guys have got on our side." She continued gently stroking me. She tried alternating hands. "That's great. Changing hands is great, changing up the pressure is great, different combinations, variety is best."

Suddenly, she stopped. "I don't want you to cum yet."

"OK. I'm not close but OK. What would you like?"

"I want to watch you. Show me how you like to do it. Show me how you like to be touched."

"Sure. Why don't you let me sit in the chair?"

"OK" We changed positions. Ava knelt on the floor as I sat in the chair.

"First I want to say something...the most important thing to remember, whether you're giving a guy a handjob or anything, anything that you're doing with someone sexually, is that the brain is the most important sexual organ. What that means is that it's not just about technique, it's also about emotions. I don't want you to do anything sexually with me unless you want to do it too."

"I know..."

"Yes, but it's important to me that you know I really mean it. And it's not just because of ethics or some principals or some code, it's because it's not fun for me if you're not having fun too. If you don't want to give me a blowjob or you don't want to do it doggystyle, or whatever, then I don't want you to do it. OK?"

"OK"

"And if you ask me to do something I don't want to do, then I absolutely reserve the right to refuse, OK?...Although I don't have any idea what that might be. I'm pretty much up for anything!" I gave her my look that showed we were having fun now.

She smiled back and gave a little laugh. "Do you want to show me now?"

"Of course. Sorry for the interruption, but it was important. So...if I'm going to masturbate, I think you know men are visual creatures. It helps us to have something to look at. If I don't have that I can close my eyes and imagine, but since I've got you here...if you don't mind..."

"You want me to take my top off?"

"I would absolutely LOVE that!"

She smiled, "OK" She sat up a bit and quickly pulled her top off over her head, then let it fall to the floor. Then she hesitated for a moment, looked at me, raised her eyebrows, and reached around back to loosen her bra. She held it in front of her for a couple of seconds and then, "Ta-da!" she said as she flung it off to the side, exposing possibly the most gorgeous pair of tits that I had ever seen.

"Ava, they're spectacular!"

"You like?"

"Oh my God I LOVE! You have no idea what that does to a man!"

"Well I think I'm getting some idea..." she looked at my cock, which had re-energized itself fully and now stood up proud and throbbing in front of me as I sat scooted forward on the chair with legs parted. "Show me."

And I did. I showed her all my best self-pleasuring moves and techniques practiced over almost 50 years of jerking off. I showed her light circles around the crown, and teasing just the frenulum lubricated with pre-cum. I showed her rolling between the palms and pushing down around the base to get maximum length. I waved it back and forth in the air and pulled the head with just my fingers.

I told her when it was her turn that the important thing to do is to play with it, and to have fun with her new toy. As she watched me she moved around, observing from all the angles. I stayed hard. Just having her there was quite the inspiration. I could stare at her lips, the soft curve of her breasts, the limitless warmth of her eyes as much as I wanted. It was glorious.

We got out some baby oil and I explained how that increased the sensations. She paid attention to all of it. She stayed fascinated and, somewhat to my surprise, wasn't getting bored at all. After I'd been at it for what must have been about 40 minutes I told her I was getting ready to cum.

"How do you want me to do it?"

"What do you mean? I want to see it shoot out."

"Do you want to help?"

"How?"

"Just grab it with both hands...like this..." I placed her hands around my cock. "And put your thumbs on each side of my frenulum...good...now just wiggle them with alternating pressure...perfect! Just like that. It won't be long now." I felt it building. My breathing was getting rapid, then I blew. The first surge flew about a foot up into the air. The second maybe half that far, and then globs of cum erupted from the tip of my cock and flowed like molten lava rolling down the sides of the volcano.

"Ooooh! ...Wow!" Ava exclaimed excitedly.

"Don't stop" I coached her as the lava continued to flow while the eruption died out. Until after a few seconds, "Ok now you can stop." and she did.

"That was so cool! That was awesome!"

"I'll say so...thank you!" I croaked out as my breathing calmed down and my dick started to deflate a little.

"Is there always so much?"

"Not always. More because we worked up to it for so long, and because I haven't cum in a few days."

She stared at the cum pooled on my abdomen.

"You can touch it if you want."

"Yeah. OK." She reached out her fingertip and dipped it gently into the pearly pool of cum. Then she rubbed it back and forth with her thumb. "Hmmm. Wow. Babies come from this stuff."

"Well...partly, anyway. You can try tasting it if you want. But of course you don't have to."

"No. I want to." She dipped her finger back in for a new sample, then lifted it to the tip of her tongue and closed her lips around it. "Not bad...not bad. A little salty, like they say, but not bad at all." She dipped in for another sample. "Nope, not bad at all. Not super-tasty or anything but certainly nothing to be afraid of."

"Well if it was super-tasty, as you say, there'd be a lot less babies around."

She laughed. "I suppose that's right. So...do you need a little recovery time?" She looked at my now almost limp dick.

"Yeah, I suppose so. Just a little at least. That is the downside of being an older guy. But depending on what you want to do next, that might not even be an issue. I'm in no hurry. We've got all weekend, and even next week, next month, whatever you're comfortable with."

"Let me think about it for a minute. Let's get you cleaned up first." She started to reach for a tissue but then stopped, looked at the cum still pooled on my abdomen, and the globs on my chest, hesitated for a moment, and dove in to lick them off, first the smaller drops. Her warm tongue felt hot against my skin. Then she lapped at the big pool like a kitten, and failing to get it all, she pressed her lips down to my skin and rolled the remaining cum all around, getting it on the tip of her nose, her upper lip, lower lip, and the side of her mouth too. Then she looked up at me, cum dripping off her face, and staring straight into my eyes, she swallowed and said, with a voice like pure lust "Do you like that? Is that like the girls in your pornos?"

"You don't have to do that. But yeah, I'm not gonna lie. That was super fucking hot!"

"Yeah, I guess you did like it." She was looking at my dick, which was rapidly coming back to life. "If that's all it takes, then it's totally worth it!" She smiled her most lascivious smile.

"Oh my God, Ava!" I pulled her in to kiss me. I could taste myself but I didn't mind. Her arousal was so strong! I was feeding off it. I was energized, inspired!

"Now I want to cum. Do you think you can make me cum?"

"I would LOVE to. How do you want to do it first?"

"Well...I know I just watched you, and I touched you a little bit, and I do want to try all that stuff with you...but...honestly...I'm absolutely dying to have you lick my pussy. Dan, will you lick my pussy and make me cum?"

"Oh you better believe I will!" I'm not sure who was looking forward to this more, her or me! "Do you want to change places? You in the chair?"

"OK."

"But first we're going to have to get you out of those pants. May I?"

"Please" She stood, and I slid out of the chair and onto the floor. She was just the right height that I could take the opportunity to first nuzzle those gorgeous tits of hers a little. I wrapped my arms around her and buried my face in between those magnificently full and perky breasts. I breathed in deeply, savoring the faint perfume of her. I pushed against her breasts with my cheek, cupped them with my hands, rolled her nipples between my fingers, and briefly nibbled and teased them with my tongue. She had sensitive nipples. "Oh my God!" She gasped when I teased them.

"Sorry. I couldn't resist." That was the truth.

"That's OK. I had no idea my nipples could feel like that when somebody else touched them!"

After my brief detour up top, I turned my attentions down lower. I kissed her belly button, and swirled around it with my tongue. I kissed lower, unbuttoned the top button of her pants, and kissed there. I slid the zipper down and kissed there while my hands squeezed the firm cheeks of her ass. When the zipper was down, I pulled on the waistband, glided it over that luscious ass, and down her legs all the way to the floor. I slid my hands all over her legs on my way back up.

Just one cute pair of panties to go and my goddess would be completely naked, a sight I'd dreamed of for so long. I looked up at her. She was tingling with excitement and anticipation.

I couldn't help but say, "this is fun, huh!"

"Mmmm hmmm." It seemed like she couldn't speak as she tried to process all that was happening, all she was feeling.

Her panties were wet, They stuck to her. I could tell she had been wet for a long time. I caught her scent too. From my nose straight into my bloodstream it kindled the fire. I grasped the top of her panties between my teeth and started to tug them down. It let my hands help out on the sides, and down they came. I pulled them all the way down and helped her step out of them as I sat back to take in the view of my young, naked goddess.

"Ava, I think you are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!" I couldn't help but gush. It was true. I felt so absolutely privileged to be there with her, in that moment, about to introduce her to the joy she'd only dreamed of. She had a beautifully trimmed little patch of hair above, and appeared to be shaved or waxed below. I buried my nose in that patch, and inhaled, and kissed.her there. "Please sit."

I guided her over to the chair, and when she sat I guided her again. "Scoot just a little bit forward please." As she did, I pulled her legs apart and traced my fingers up the inside of her thighs, first one side, then the other.

"Do I really look OK?...You know, down there?" Her insecurity was touching, and totally sincere.

"Oh my God Ava, you're perfect! I love the way your vagina looks. It's beautiful. You're beautiful!"

I continued tracing my fingers up and down the inside of her thighs, back and forth I went, a couple of times, getting closer each time to her lovely, absolutely dripping vagina. I traced her vulva with my fingertips, up one side, over the top just above her clit, and then down the other side.She was on edge, almost whimpering.

I moved in and stuck out my tongue as far as it would go. Starting just below, I flattened my tongue and gave a slow full-contact lick all along the length of her vagina, in between the gently parted lips and when I reached her clit she jumped and let out a little yelp. I held her legs apart as I explored every fold and crevice with my lips and tongue, kissing and licking, teasing. She was writhing. I could hear her breathing.

I stopped for a moment to look up at her. At first her face was all bliss and wonder, and then I saw a flash of distress as I could tell she didn't want me to stop. Immediately I got back to my new favorite hobby, making Ava cum. I could tell it was time. I circled my tongue around her clit again and again as her breathing got more rapid, and I could feel the muscles in her ass start to tense up, and then she let it go. She cried out and shuddered, her whole body shaking. I rode it with her as I slowed my swirls and the waves crashed and receded.

"Holy Fucking Shit! Holy Fucking Shit, Dan! That was...that was...fucking amazing!" She got the words out as she was still almost gasping for breath. "I've made myself cum before but never like that! Never like that! Oh my God! Oh my God!...That's like...the best thing ever!"

"Yeah, it's pretty popular." I teased.

We laughed together."Can you do that to me every day? Like 10 times a day?"

"Well I don't know about 10, but we can definitely do that a lot."

"C'mere" and she pulled me up to kiss her. I could feel her combined bliss and exhaustion. The kiss was good, and then she pulled away. "Is that what I taste like? Hmmm." We kissed again until I pulled away.

"I think you taste like heaven." I squeezed into the big chair with her and we held each other there and cuddled for a while without speaking. Then I decided it was time to check in with her. "How are you doing?"

"Wonderful. Really really really good." Her voice was soft but in that moment had a quality that was unusually pure, like music. "How about you?"

"The same. Wonderful."

More time passed as we soaked it in. "I was thinking... I can't wait to sleep with you. I don't just mean have sex with you--that too, of course, I can't wait to feel you inside me—but I want to save that for last, OK?"

"Of course. Anything you want."

"I mean, I can't wait to fall asleep in your arms, with you holding me like this, and then to wake up, and have you right there, where I can reach out and hold you again."

"Yep. It's the best. I agree. There's nothing like it."

"Mmmmm," She purred." Then after another pause, "and to know I can just reach out and hold this anytime I want it too." She wrapped her hand around my fully hard dick, and gave it a squeeze, then squeezed again and held her grip as she felt it getting harder. "Hmmmm!"

I laughed.

"I know what I want next."

"What?"

She whispered in my ear. "What I really want is to suck your cock." I'm sure she could feel my cock react as it was now very hard. "But I think I want to wait just a little bit longer for that. We've got time. I watched you so now I want to massage your cock and make you cum with just my hands. No touching yourself! I want to practice what I learned from watching. How does that sound?"

"That sounds fantastic."

"We can save blowjobs for tomorrow."

"For a guy, there's nothing better than a blowjob first thing in the morning."

"Hmmmm. I'll have to remember that!"

We got up and took a shower together. She let me wash her, living out that part of my fantasy from the weeks that had led up to this. The soap gave her a great opportunity to get started on my cock massage. I also got to slide my dick in between her soapy breasts a bit. She noticed how much I really enjoyed that and we agreed to add it to the list of future ways she wanted to make me cum.

We stopped short of completion and rinsed off. After our shower, we put on bathrobes. Having worked up a bit of an appetite, we took a little time out for a late lunch, before resuming what I was now calling "our sexathon." With still over three days of weekend in front of us, we were in no hurry.

Over the almost four days of that weekend tour of erotic delights, Ava was an excellent student, a fun companion, and an eager explorer.

The remainder of that first day was about handjobs and the thrills and wonders of cunnilingus. Ava practiced and refined her handjob technique. She always remembered the importance of the psychological aspects. She was inventive and creative, and after she made me cum, she rubbed it all into her breasts while I watched. The cunnilingus part was she and I figuring out what she liked best. I was only too happy to help.