You are Definitely Going to Hell

Jill then sets about showing me the different parts of her pussy. Starting with Labia, both Majora and Minora. She points out the Clitoral Hood and the Clitoris underneath as she moves towards the Vaginal opening. She makes sure I can see the Urethra, so I don't get it confused with the Clitoris and, finally, the Vaginal opening.

"Rob, I would like you to slide your index finger in facing upward." I did as she asked. The inside feeling is indescribable, but I can feel her pulsate as I go in as far as I can. "Can you feel a little rougher area?" I shake my head. "Okay, move your finger outward to see if you can find it."

I did as she asked, "oh, is that it?" I ask as I find a slightly raised area.

She gasps as I rub it, "yes, that's my G-spot. If you can stimulate that any time during foreplay or intercourse, you will always get a positive response." I nod to tell her I understand. "Going back to the other place that will make a girl come. It would help if you were a little careful with the Clitoris because some girls are more sensitive than others at different times during lovemaking. One way to know is to start a little tenderly, and if she wants it harder, she will put pressure on the back of your head. On the other hand, she will push you away if it is too sensitive. This is a passion killer if you get it wrong, so make sure you read it the best you can."

Again I nod to tell her I got it and understand. There's a moment of silence. I can't believe how wet my finger came out and can see some of Jill's virginal fluids pooling at the bottom of her Virginal opening. I don't know why, but the smell of her musk is driving me crazy, and without giving it a second thought, I lick with the flat of my tongue from her asshole to her clit in one long stroke.

I feel her whole body shudder as I finish the stroke. "Rob, we haven't got time to get into that." She pulls me up and kisses my lips, "although it was very nice, we can't." She lets me go again, "I think we better get dressed, just in case Jack comes home early." I breathe out with a bit of frustration. "Hey, Rob. You were incredible tonight."

I smile, "so how are we going to have sex and hide it from Mr. Peters then?"

Jill gets up and picks her dressing gown up. "I have given this much thought, and you are right. It's going to be very difficult, so starting tomorrow morning we will have sex in the morning. As soon as you have cum inside me, I will insert my diaphragm to keep your fertile sperm inside me. I will teach you the other things in the evening." She pauses and can see a little confusion on my face. "I'm sorry, Rob, it's not a great way to lose your virginity, but I can't see any other way to do this without raising suspicion."

I think for a moment as I start to get my clothes on, "so we will be having sex tomorrow morning?"

"Yes, I am at my most fertile over the next three days, so if you come over five minutes earlier than usual and we leave five minutes later, we shouldn't look as though we are up to anything."

I nod, and Jill disappears into her bedroom to put her clothes back on. I'm fully dressed when she comes back in, and she smiles at me. I stand, "I best be getting home and finish my homework there."

"Okay, Rob, and I can't thank you enough for doing this for me." I give her a sheepish look because I've never been good at taking praise. "Don't forget, no masturbating." I roll my eyes as I make my way to the front door and struggle to open it because the locking mechanism is engaged.

******

I'm not sure why, but I get the best night's sleep I've had in a long time. I wake just as Mum slams the front door and Dad starts the car. I lay there listening for them to reverse out and drive off down the road. Once I am happy the coast is clear; I head straight for the shower. I wash everything twice, and my cock four times; well, you got to be sure your clean. I packed my bag the night before, so I sit down to eat breakfast all the time; my eyes are fixed on the large kitchen clock's second hand as it crawls past each number in turn. Mike Smith is on the radio doing the breakfast show, and the distraction is welcome. My nerves are starting to build, and my leg bounces up and down.

I hear a taxi beep outside the Peter's house to pick Mr. Peters up. His car is still being repaired after it when through the garden wall. Two minutes before I need to leave, I am standing at the front door, ready to go. I watch the seconds tick by on my digital watch, and on the dot, I open the door and make my way over to the Peter's house. I have to count my steps because I don't want to break into a run.

I ring the doorbell and wait. The door opens, and Jill is dressed how she usually is. I wonder for a moment if she has had second thoughts, but this is quickly answered when she calls for me into the bedroom.

"Rob, can you come in here, please." I walk into the room, and Jill is leaning next to the steel bed frame in her dressing gown, looking towards the door. She smiles at me as I come into view. "Rob, I feel a little bad that your first time is going to be like this, but I think we can do a little foreplay because if you are like every other male, your first time will be the quickest."

Jill steps towards me and kisses me. The kiss deepens as the immensity of what we are about to do fades. My hands find their way inside the material as I feel her soft, naked flesh underneath. Jill pulls back to catch her breath, so I start to kiss her exposed neck. She sits on the edge of the bed because her legs can no longer support her weight and unzip my trousers. Soon we are kissing as she guides my kisses to where they are wanted. It doesn't take long to reach her breasts, and I take a moment to kiss and suck them the way she taught me the night before. Jill starts to lean back, causing my kisses to move lower. I feel the coarseness of her pubic hair on my chin as I reach her mons. She parts her legs, and I waste no time continuing where I stopped last night.

Again her pussy is already dripping wet as my tongue splits her lips open wide. I sweep my tongue the entire length of her slit, flicking the clitoris hood up with the tip of my tongue. Her clit looks a lot bigger this morning, and I flick my tongue over it again, causing a gasp to escape her mouth. Remembering what she said about the possibility of it being too sensitive, I first kiss and then suck on that little bud. Jill is grabbing handfuls of bedding and trying to breathe. I notice the entrance of her vagina is a little open, so I push my tongue inside. I pull my tongue back out and insert a finger; finding her G-spot straight away, I rub my finger over it half a dozen times making her hips lift slightly off of the bed. I remove my finger and insert my tongue back in, pushing it in as far as it will go. As I mentioned before, I have a pretty long tongue, and I can curl up the end and start to suck.

"Wha...what are you doing......oh shit that feels....ohhhhhhhh fuck." Jill explodes into my face as she climaxes for the first time. I let her calm down for a moment and kneel back up, feeling rather smug with myself. My cock is throbbing like it's never throbbed before and all I want to do is slide it in. I pull the foreskin back and wet the end with the juices still flowing from her hole. I look up to get final approval; when she gives me a nod of the head, I push. At first, it doesn't seem to want to go in, but all of a sudden, Jill relaxes enough to allow the bulbous head to pop in. Her eyes look at me as I move back and forth, inching it inside her.

The sensation is something else. Nobody has even hinted at how incredible the inside of a woman's pussy feels. I am sliding in and out cautiously, trying not to cum too quickly. I want to say I even got to full depth, but the flood gates opened just before I got there, and I started to pulsate inside her. I remembered what she had told me about cumming, so I pushed in as far as I could get it. It's not the most incredible orgasm, but as I pump my seed deep inside her, I feel her virginal walls throbbing slightly. This has the effect of stimulating me slightly and keeping me hard.

"It's okay, Rob; I didn't expect you to last long. Next time will be longer." She gave me this incredible smile that then changed to a thrown. "Are you still hard?" She asks.

I nod, "yes, it sometimes does that."

"can you go again now and cum again?" I nod to her question. She quickly pushes me out and turns around. "Here, take me from behind. I want you to pound as quick as you can and to come as quickly as you can."

I slide it back in the still open pussy and start to slide in and out. As soon as I feel confident enough, I speed up. I feel my cock go fully hard again and do as requested. Jill grabs a pillow, and as I am pounding into her, she is screaming into the pillow. I am going as fast as I can, and I feel the beginnings of a second climax. This one is building a lot better than the first, and I hold it back as long as I physically can.

Jill senses this and raises her head, "don't forget to cum as deep as you can." She says between two groans. I have got to the point where I know I am about to shoot my load. As I ram my cock as deep as it will go, a second more powerful orgasm rips through Jill. I feel something inside her grab hold of my bell end inside her, squeezing and milk every drop it can while making my orgasm last twice as long as usual.

Jill's body is quivering under me; I rest my head down on her back as I recover from my exertions. Sweat runs down my face as my gasps for air reduce to something near normal. My heart is still trying to break my ribs, and I feel my cock deflate and start to slip out.

Jill feels this and tells me to pull out quickly. The moment I am clear, she rolls onto her back with her knees up. She can't quite reach her diaphragm, so I reach over and hand it to her.

I stand on weakened legs and head to the bathroom to wash my face. I look in the mirror, and my face is as red as a beetroot. I hear Jill get off the bed and quickly run into the bathroom, sitting straight down on the toilet to pee. I make a quick escape and go and get my trousers and pants back on that I discarded on the floor. I didn't get time to take either my shirt or my socks off, but who cares. I'm not a virgin anymore.

I stand there ready to go, not knowing what to do with myself. Jill comes over and wraps her arms around me. She kisses me tenderly on the lips, "thank you so much for that. I had forgotten what that sort of sex feels like." She smiles, "you are a real man now and could have made me pregnant." She gasps at the memory, "did you feel my cervix grab hold of your cock. I've never done that before."

"I wondered what it was. Do you normally cum so much?"

"Not for a long time. When Jack and I were first married, I would soak the bed. Now it just got a little pedestrian."

"Pedestrian? I don't like the sound of that."

"Well, when you do some things enough, it's not so refreshing as it was at the start. Come on; we need to leave."

We rush out the door and make our way to school. The whole thing took just under twenty minutes.

The traffic is just as bad, and I notice that the shops are starting to put their Christmas decorations out.

"Rob?"

"Yes, Jill?"

"So what did you do to me at the start to make me squirt like that?"

"Oh, I think I managed to give your G-spot a blow job."

"What?" Jill laughs in disbelief at my answer.

"I sucked on your G-spot using my tongue like a straw."

"Wow, where did you get that idea from?"

"Not sure; it just came to me."

"No, I think I was the one who came, big time. You know I'm going to ask you to do that again?" She says with a coy smile, and I smile back.

"After Friday, I presume we will not be having sex again unless you aren't pregnant?"

"Do you mind? If we continue, then I don't think I could pass it off as anything other than what it is."

"No, that's fine, I think I have a date on Saturday, and I don't want to start a relationship in the wrong way."

"So, who's the lucky lady, and what do you mean, you think you have a date?"

I laugh, "nothing gets past you. Her name is Charlie, and she's next door's granddaughter. The reason I'm not sure is that she invited herself and her friends to watch Rocky IV with the guys and me."

"Oh right, not sure if I've met her. I don't have much to do with Archie's owner, but it sounds like she likes you, so make sure you have enough money to pay for her ticket."

"What, I have to pay for her?"

"No, you don't have to, but if you want to make the right impression, you should."

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind."

We get into school and, as usual, go our separate way. The day goes by in a bit of a daze, and the boys keep asking about Saturday. They had all decided which girl they wanted to date until I pointed out that they might have a different idea.

Jill and I are sitting in the car for the journey home.

"So, tonight, we will start with the sensual parts of lovemaking."

"Okay, and a bit of oral?"

"Yes, please," she says with a cheeky grin. "Would you like me to give you a blow job?" This is a stupid question in itself, but I hadn't thought about that.

"I would like a blow job, but I don't feel right letting you do it."

"I thought we were beyond that," she says, looking a little upset.

"We are, but me learning on you is one thing, but there's nothing to learn from you giving me oral sex, and that bothers me." Her face changes when she realizes that I am right.

"Christ, your right. Sorry, I think I was getting carried away. The student becomes the teacher." Jill smiles, watching for the traffic lights to change.

We get home a little quicker than usual and make our way straight into the house. Like the day before, Jill locks the door and makes her way to the bedroom. "Jill, do you want me to take my clothes off?"

"Just your shirt at the moment, Rob," she answers as she walks through the door in her bathrobe and holding a towel.

She lays down on the sofa and puts the towel under her ass. I kneel next to her, but she indicates she wants me lying next to her.

I squeeze in between her and the back of the sofa, but it's not comfortable. "Sod it, let's use the bed. We've already had sex on it, so we may as well be comfortable."

So we get up and go to the bedroom. She lays back down, allowing the robe to open, revealing her naked body. I take a moment to look, and when my eyes return up to hers for instruction, she has a big grin on her face. "Nobody has looked at me like that for a long time," she says rather wistfully.

"So, what do you want me to do?" I say, breaking the silence.

"Right, tonight you will be kissing and caressing my body, listening to the noises I make. You will keep clear of my boobs and pussy. We will finish off with one of your special oral experiences. Just to make sure the first time wasn't a fluke. "

We started with kissing; once we have relaxed and got into the mood, I began to kiss different parts of her body. I listen to the little noises or the way she is breathing. Every time I hear a change or a groan, I make a mental note of it and move on. Occasionally I go back and kiss three or four hot spots in a row to see the reaction. I am surprised at how ticklish she is in places. Her laugh is quite addictive, and I deliberately tickle her a couple of times. We finish with a make-out session, and then I go down on her to end the evening with Jill clamping my head between her legs and a wet face. Some even squirted up my nose, which stung like hell and made my eyes water.

Walking home, I couldn't help but feel more confident in myself, but I couldn't help but feel guilty about what we were doing. I tell myself that it's all for the right reasons, but something inside me didn't feel right in the cold evening air. It's at this moment that I missed my friend Jenifer. She's always the one with the right advice and boy, did I need her advice. I even imagine the last line of her letter, "Rob, you're definitely going to hell."

The home phone ringing takes my attention, so I run the last ten yards and quickly fumble my keys. Luckily the phone is in the hallway, and I reach for it as soon as the door is open.

"Hello, 73679 Robert speaking, how can I help you?" I say as I put the phone to my ear.

"Wow, that's a mouth full. Hi Rob, it's Charlie."

"Hey Charlie, didn't expect to hear from you."

"Yeah, got your number from gran; I hope you appreciate the trauma I had to go through."

I sit on the small seat next to the table, "well, that would depend on what you are ringing for."

"Oh right, yes. The girls have been bugging me all week about whether you four will be at the café for deffo and whether we will have to pay for our tickets."

"I would have to talk to the lads, but I was planning on paying for your ticket. The question I know they will ask is if this is a date or not?"

The end of the line goes quiet, I'm sure I can hear her talking with some on her end, but she must have her hand over the mouthpiece. "So you're paying for my ticket expecting a date?"

I didn't expect that. "No, I'm not sure what label to put on it. I figured that I would offer because you only get one chance to make a good first impression."

Again there is silence. "Sorry, I think that came across a bit ungrateful."

"Not really; I'm pleased you say what you think. I'm not the best at second-guessing what people are not saying."

Charlie seems to calm down a bit. "Yeah, I know what you mean. If only people would cut out half the bullshit." I hear her mother scold her in the background.

I laugh at her slip up. "So, so that I know, will it be a date?"

"Can we see how it goes? I would like it to be a date, but I don't want to make it awkward if the others don't get on."

"Yeah, fair enough. It seems it has been a topic of the week. Which of your friends want to go with who?"

"Oh, Ummm, well, obviously, I wanted to be paired off with you. Sharon said she liked the look of Clive, Michelle, and Karen wasn't fussed."

"I have just had a brain wave, instead of putting a label on it like a date. Let's call it a get to know you night. If they like the person they are with, then they can do a proper date later."

"That's a great idea, but between you and me, can ours be a date?"

"I can't see why not."

"Good, and I have asked if I can stay at grans Saturday night. Can we get a cab into town and home again afterward? Maybe walk Archie as well?"

"Sounds like a plan, and one that sounds like you had planned out before you rang."

"Guilty as charged." We both laugh at that, and there's a bit of silence, but it doesn't seem awkward.

"Look, Charlie, I've got to go. I haven't put the dinner on yet, and my parents will be home at six."

"Oh, okay, Rob, it's been nice talking to you."

"Is there any chance I can get your number? Just in case something comes up."

"Uhh, no, it's 73756."

"Okay, got that. I will see you Saturday afternoon?"

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it now."

"Bye, Charlie."

"Bye, Rob."

And with that, we hung up. I stood there looking at the number I had written on the notepad by the phone for a minute, just smiling. I break myself out of the trance and go and put my bag away and start dinner.

******

The day starts like every other day, with me waiting in bed until I hear mum slam the door and my dad reverses out of the drive. I get up, head for the shower, and then go downstairs for breakfast and make my packed lunch as the day before, I am ready and waiting at the front door waiting for the correct time to walk across the road to Jill's house.

I slam the door shut behind me and walk over, trying to look as natural as I can. Ringing the bell of number 9 and wait. The door opens, and I walk straight in.