Nailing My Son s Tutor
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“Go to school or get a job”. That was the rule. Just finishing my first year at the local JC and with no particular career direction, I decided to take a break. And given I was still living with my parents, that meant finding employment…
The thought of flipping burgers at a fast food joint just didn’t appeal to me, so I drove around town looking for something different. Passing one of the small strip malls in town, I spotted a local sex shop with a ‘Help Wanted’ sign. The shop had been open for about a year. It was one of those new upscale places that catered to suburban adults looking to spice up their lives. “Ah! Now that sounds interesting!” Driving up to the front I grabbed my phone and dialed the number. To my surprise, an interview was setup that afternoon at the donut shop just across from the store.
A bit later I was sitting face to face with the owner over coffee he had purchased for us. “Now, this is not just a self-serve type of operation. We try to understand the products and the customer’s needs and match them up perfectly. We don’t get in their way, but we’re always ready to help”, he said as he sipped from his cup. Although there weren’t a lot of questions, he must have liked me and before we finished our coffees, I had the job. “Now, be there Monday morning. The store manager will get you setup” and with a handshake, I was employed.
This was exciting! All those horny people coming in and shopping for fun things to spice up their sex lives. Maybe I’d even help some fine little cutie and show her ‘how to use the merchandise.’ In truth though I never actually visited the store and had no idea about anything inside. Maybe a little research was in order before starting…
The week seemed to whip by and I found myself scrambling on Monday morning to get ready. I’d overslept and was already late. Rushing to the store and finding it open and ready for business, I quickly walked in and looked for my new boss. Behind the counter was a familiar face. It was Twyla.
Twyla and I went to high school together. She was an honors graduate, in fact, top of our class. She was definitely brilliant and looked the part of an uber-geek. She was tall, lanky and a bit awkward. That’s not to say she wasn’t attractive. She had dark wavy hair that was always tied in ponytails giving a clear view of her pretty dark eyes, sweet face and soft puffy lips. She also had an ass I just couldn’t keep my eyes off. But her best asset was her big round boobs. She didn’t dress particularly sexy but always had some type of top that exposed the deep cleavage between them. Rumor has it that some poor freshman came in his pants in the middle of the library, just by staring at them while being tutored by her.
“You’re late” she said without looking up. “Uh, yeah I’m sorry. Won’t happen again…Are you the manager?” walking towards the counter. “I am” finally looking up at me. “You’ve got stock duty, here…” and handed me a paper full of scribbled notes. “Go to the toy section and follow the instructions on this” with a completely disinterested look on her face. I took the paper and headed in the direction she was pointing.
It took a moment to adjust my thoughts as I walked into the back. I’d seen online pictures but this was the first time seeing this stuff up close and for real. I’m pretty open-minded but the huge rubber dildos with big studs and sexy girls on the covers gave me a bit of a hot flash. Looking down at the list, I tried to find the first product I was supposed to work on…
A beeping sound came from the front door as it opened. From the back of the store I could see a young, professional looking couple walk in. They had a bit of an apprehensive look as they walked to the counter where Twyla was standing.
“How can I help you today” Twyla said, with a pleasant voice I’d never heard from her before. “W-we’re looking for something to liven things up a bit” the women responded. Her husband seemed to hang back trying to take in his surroundings and kept silent. “Well, let’s start over here” Twyla said, as she guided them to the message oil and feather ticklers section. Raising up a bit, I watched silently as the three of them walked to the front of the store.
Twyla began describing the details of various items in the section. Suddenly the woman touched Twyla’s arm and winced her nose at her. As if saying “Yea, that’s not really what we had in mind.” Picking up on the woman’s expression Twyla guided them back to the section I was working in. “Here, let me show you some of our more adventurous items.” “Do you have any specific interests?” Twyla inquired now standing just a few feet from me. I kept my face towards the dildo rack with my ears wide open. “W-we want to know what’s it’s like to have more than one partner without really cheating.” “Ah! I think we can help you with that.” Twyla said as she reached for an eight-inch realistic looking display dildo. “Now, this is fun if you want something a little more authentic”, holding the dildo out to the woman for her to take a closer look. The husband, standing right behind the woman gazed silently down at the big rubber dong. “Some people like oral fun while having regular sex” Twyla said in a calm, educating voice. “This one is particularly popular for people trying to deep throat for the first time.” The woman seemed intently interested “Really, why is that?” “Well, the head is a bit smaller with a smooth thinner shaft” Twyla instructed. I glanced up at Twyla. “Well how does that work?” the woman asked, still intently listening to Twyla’s guidance. “Well, you need to clear your throat. It helps if you stick out your tongue a little.” Twyla opened her mouth and let her flat tongue rest on her bottom lip, mimicking her description. Then proceeded to guide the dildo up to her face until it was about an inch away from her open mouth.
I think the site of Twyla simulating the act of swallowing that big rubber cock was more than the husband could stand. His eyes were wide, fixed on the rubber cock close to her open lips. He tripped backwards and almost took out a rack of butt plugs. The woman seemed totally fascinated, grabbing a packaged version of the demo. “What else do you have?”
Twyla must have spent an hour with the couple. Describing the various toys, vibrators and dildos. It seemed like every item she described they picked up for purchase. It took all three of them to carry everything to the front register. “Hey” I heard her shout back at me. “Get me the big bags”.
I brought a handful of the oversized bags to the front, opened one and began loading the items in. The husband just stood silently with an ear-to-ear grin. I could only imagine what was running through his mind about the wild fun they were going to have that night. I started to smile a little too.
The couple headed towards the door. Twyla watched them go with a pleasant smile, satisfied with her sale. I had a shit-eating grin on my face as they exited. “Now listen…” turning back to face Twyla, her finger now pointing straight at my nose. “You’re not going last around here if you’re gonna run around with dildos in your hands, a stupid smile on your face and a bulge in your pants.” I hadn’t noticed but watching the couple purchase all these kinky items got me hard. “You’re gonna need some education. Come by my house this evening and we’re gonna learn and study how these things operate. You got that?”
I nodded and sulked back to the toy area. She didn’t speak or even acknowledge me for the rest of the day. And I stayed clear of any area she guided the customers to. I felt horrible. Clearly she was not happy. I could only imagine her scolding me over a bunch of textbooks, making sure I understood and memorized every clinical part of a vagina. On the other hand, she was great to look at. Maybe the idea of discussing sex toys with Twyla wouldn’t be such a bad thing. Geez, I sure hope I don’t wind up like that freshman.
My first day was over. I walked over to Twyla to check in and see if I could go. Still not looking at me, she grabbed one of the business cards from the counter and scribbled on it quickly then handed it to me. “Here… Be at my place in two hours and do me a favor, don’t be late.” I took the card and left silently.
Arriving 15 minutes early just to make sure the situation wouldn’t get worse, I knocked on the door of the address Twyla gave. The door opened a moment later. Twyla was standing at the entrance in a little white bathrobe drying her hair with a towel. “Come in” she said, in a softer more relaxed tone. I guess she had calmed down a bit since my screw up earlier that day. Without saying a word I stepped in, closed the door and followed behind her. Watching those long legs and tight little bottom shimmy just under that bathrobe made my cock stir a little. “Shit, this was going to be harder than I thought” pondering the demise of that poor freshman again.
Twyla passed a room setup as a huge library. Thinking for sure this is where we would spend the next few hours, I started walking in, figuring she would get dressed and come back. “Where do you think you’re going?” looking back at me. “Uh…isn’t this where we’ll study?” “No, I have a better place.” and proceeded to walk further down the hall and up some stairs. I followed along not knowing what was going to happen next.
Twyla guided me to an upstairs room and walked in. It seemed sparsely furnished, just a king size bed and vanity setup. There was a sliding closet just across from the vanity. “Sit here” pointing to the vanity chair that faced the bed. She then strolled over to the closet and slid open the door, and with her legs straight, bent at the waist down to the floor to retrieve something from the closet…
My eyes followed up her legs to her now fully exposed bottom. The firm round cheeks of her ass parted slightly, showing me the little folds of her pussy pressed tightly together, capped off with a tight little pucker just above it. I could feel my cock swell, staring intently at her backside. Bending back up, she seemed oblivious to the little show she had just given me. In both arms she held a large cardboard box. Walking over to the bed, she held out the box and turned it upside down, dumping out the entire contents.
I looked down. On the bed was at a large pile of sex toys, now strewn out over the blanket. Dildos, vibrators, plugs, nipple clamps, you name it. She even had some bondage gear like cuffs and blindfolds. My mind raced as I tried to recall all the brands I worked with earlier, figuring I was going to get quizzed. Without a word or even looking at me, Twyla dropped her bathrobe, exposing her completely naked body. “Ok, you’re going to sit, watch and pay attention” looking over at me as she crawled to the center of the bed. “Sh-should I take off my pants?” still reeling from the site of her amazing body. “You can do whatever you like but your going to sit there and pay attention.” I stood up and quickly undid my pants. Once past the band of my underwear my hard cock sprung to attention, now totally exposed and ready. Twyla seemed completely disinterested in what I was doing, instead rummaging around the bed looking for something specific. “Ah!” she said, reaching for the nipple clamps.
Kneeling on the bed in front of me, I now had a clear view of her big round tits and slightly open folds of her pussy. She didn’t seem to care that I was staring at her. With fingers from both hands, she started pinching her nipples, waking them up until they were both firm and hard. Then carefully clamped one nipple then the other with the nipple clamps, the silver chain that connected them swung freely between her big round tits. She grabbed the chain and gave it a little tug, forcing her nipples to stretch. A little “mmm” escaped her lips. She looked over at me sitting on the vanity chair, stroking my hard cock slowly as I gazed at her. “Oh, no.” shaking her finger at me “You watch. This ain’t no jack off session. I’m not cleaning your cum off my carpet.” she ordered, then pointed to the vanity. “In the drawer is some lube. Get it out. “ I reached over and opened the drawer. There were several bottles to choose from. Turning my focus back to her sweet exposed pussy and clamped tits, a randomly grabbed one and tossed it on the bed in front of her.
Reaching over she grabbed one of the dildos off to the side and held it in front of me. “What’s this?” she said with a smirk. “Uh…isn’t it the Jelly Intruder plug”. “Very good now where do we put this one?” Giving it a little shake. “In your sweet round ass” came out of my mouth. Not even realizing the compliment I added with it. She giggled. “That’s right! It goes in my sweet-round-assss…”
Twyla opened the lube and put a big glob on the head of the thin jelly cock. She then reached around with both hands, one to part her cheeks, the other to slip the intruder into the tight little backdoor. Her eyes closed, and with a look of concentration, began slipping it into her back passage. I looked down through her legs. Just behind her open pussy I saw the pink jelly intruder begin to disappear. With a smooth even stroke she got the whole thing in, leaving just the flanged base exposed. A whispered “Aaaa” escaped her lips, as if finally feeling the caress of a long time lover. She kept one hand flat against the base of the intruder and began giving it short, quick shoves, each time fully bottoming the intruder out in her ass. Then with the other hand reached for the chain straddling her tits and started short little tugs in sync with her other hand. My cock was straining for attention. Watching her tease herself with the short little tugs and thrusts. Looking down between her legs I noticed a little shininess between the folds of her pussy. I just wanted to jump her and plant my cock deep in that neglected opening. But knowing all too well that might be the end of my short career at the store, stayed planted in the little chair just staring at the amazing site of Twyla teasing herself to excitement.
After several moments of this, her mouth opened. I could hear her breathing getting a bit elevated. She suddenly stopped her motions, freeing both hands from their respective posts and began looking for another toy. She grabbed what she was looking for and held it in front of me. “Now, what’s this?” again testing me. “Isn’t that the Rabbit?” I said, not quite sure if the answer was right. “Very good! Looks like you catch on quick” she said with a little smirk. Then with both hands holding the base of the toy, trailed it down her flat tummy and in between her open legs. She didn’t turn the vibrator on, just slowly rubbed the bumpy texture on her exposed clit. Her hips seemed to move a little to the strokes of her hand. Then aiming the tip up at her entrance, slowly glided into her wet hole. As the toy went in deeper, the little extended arm with its V shaped fingers lined up perfectly with her clit, gently scissoring it in between. She then turned it on to the first speed.
I had taken a closer look at one of these at the store earlier. Knowing that in addition to vibrating, the head spun and swirled at the tip. I could only imagine this thing moving in various motions deep inside her pussy, searching for the best pleasure spots to stroke. Twyla clicked to the next setting and the little V pressed on her clit started to flutter across the top, moving her clit left and right with a rapid gentle motion. Her breathing started to increase more and with her two hands still planted to the base, started to dig the toy deeper in and out of her cunt. Her hips started to grind forward against the shaft of the toy trying to take it in deeper. The whole scene of her ecstatic motions made my cock throb hard, wanting some much needed attention. I remained still and just continued to watch.
I don’t recall what the third setting did but when she pressed it, her hips started to grind harder and she let out a pleading “Oooooo”. Panting now and fully humping her hips down on the bed, “Come here and grab the chain” she said in a soft commanding voice. Eyes now half glazed looking into mine. I reached up and gave it a gentle tug, causing both nipples to stretch a bit, causing them to become rigid again. “Again, again…keep doing it”. With regular steady motion I tugged on the chain, just enough to lift her tits a little off her chest. The motion caused her to move with more force and she started to grunt and whimper with each thrust of the toy. Suddenly, she stopped. And with an angry look she pulled the Rabbit out and threw it across the room. Then grabbed my shirt and pulled me onto the bed…
She shoved the pile of toys off to the side and pointed to the empty spot she just created. “Here...lay flat…with your head there…” pointing to the top of the bed. All I could do was go along with it. I desperately hoped and prayed my cock was going to get some attention. A laid flat and looked up as a leg crossed over the top of my head. A moment later, my face was five inches from Twyla’s wet open pussy…
At this point I should level with you…
I’m not only new to sex shops, I’m kinda new to sex. Oh, I had my hand down the pants of a girl here and there, sucked a few nipples. But I still haven’t had the chance to go ‘all they way’. This is the first time I’ve gotten this close to a pussy ever! And it was amazing! She wasn’t shaven but only had a sparse little tuft of pubic fur at the top of her slit. Her outer lips glistened as if they perspired from the workout with the toy. The inner lips were parted slightly, giving me just a peek into the deeper canal. There was thick milky clear liquid trapped within the folds. At the top was her clit, just protruding from the lips. It was swollen and pink from the rubbing of the little V of the Rabbit. I couldn’t help myself. Not waiting for the next order I instinctively pressed my lips around her clit and gently began stroking it with my tongue. Twyla made no protest or correction and just eased herself back until my head was flat on the bed again. And ground down a little on my tongue.
She tasted sweet and the shinny fluid allowed my tongue slide around freely. I could feel the hard little nub of her clit. It was noticeably harder than the soft folds around it, like a tiny little hard girl cock. I slide my tongue along the top and into the protected folds, forcing them back, exposing as much of the clit as possible then continued to circle around it with my tongue. I could feel Twyla’s hips start to move against my face. “You need your next lesson,” she said with a panting whisper. “God I hope it involved my cock” thinking to myself, knowing full well it was pointed right at Twyla’s face. “I need to be filled. Find me a the right toy and put it in.” I blindly started to shuffle my hands around the bed looking for one of the many toys that surrounded us. I felt a long hard object and grabbed for it, then reluctantly pushed on the pad of an ass cheek to move her forward…
Bringing the mystery dildo up in front of my face, I immediately recognized it as the Paris. It wasn’t overly large but had big wavy bumps leading up to the head that curved to a smooth point. I’d read about G-spot stimulation and knew this was what the bent point was for. I hoped I made the right choice…
Bringing the bumpy vibe up to her wet folds with the curved point facing down. I angled it a bit so the point was straight with her opening. As it slid in I curved it back to a straight position then slid further, watching her lips swallow bump after bump as it slid deeper. It bottomed out leaving about an inch for me to hold. I then slowly pulled it out until about three inches remained in side of her, then pressed it forward a bit…
I moved the toy in small little circles hoping the little point would find its target. I could see her juices flow a little around the edge of the shaft. “Oh…yessss” Twyla whispered in a sultry tone and started gyrating her hips to my movements. Her pink clit was still fully exposed and just within reach. I grabbed her hip and pulled her to my face, turning my head so I could continue licking that hard little nub, still keeping up the circular motions of the dildo. Twyla’s hips moved a more. I could feel the toy against the side of my cheek as I gently tickled the tip of her clit with the point of my tongue. Her juices started to run down the side of my face. “I think you might just get an A for this session” she panted and started to pick up speed with her hips.
The top of her body lowered and I could feel the little chain rub against my stomach, reaching down with my free hand, I grabbed it and gave it a tug. Twyla gasped. Lowering herself more, I felt her lips touch the head of my cock. Sliding slowly down, I felt the flat of her tongue along the top, gently stroking the head and then down the shaft as she took more of me in her mouth. Going deeper, I felt a tightness around the head. Twyla pressed her tongue forward, extending it just passed her lower lip, and I began sliding into her throat…
My heart was pounding out of shear adrenaline. The butterflies in my stomach felt like a free-fall hill on a rollercoaster. No other person had given me this much pleasure ever. She didn’t back off. With her lips firmly planted at the base of my cock, she started these slow one-inch movements. Like she was giving me time to feel everything. I could feel her lips locking at the base of my shaft, the pressure changing as she adjusted them to get me deeper. Her mouth was wet and her soft tongue messaged the top of my shaft as she wiggled it forward. Her throat seemed to tighten around the head a bit more.
My mind shot back our first customers earlier that day and Twyla’s ‘little demo’ with the dildo. I wondered if I’d find one on the bed somewhere.
I can only describe what I began feeling while in Twyla’s throat as passion rage. I wanted this girl to cum hard on my face. I didn’t care what I had to do to get her there. She could have pissed in my mouth and it wouldn’t have stopped me. Her little pink clit was calling and I was going to give it everything it needed. I pressed my lips firmly around the base and sucked in just a little then began rapidly lapping my tongue at the top. Still moving the vibrator in slow circles, I reached back with my thumb, and twisted the cap to ‘on’. I felt the vibrations against my cheek as I kept up the slow circular motions. Twyla’s hips started to move again in appreciation. She laid her chest flat on my waist and wrapped her arms around my legs, and increased her motions by bobbing her head up and down. Uncontrollably my hips started moving to meet the downward motions of her mouth. I could feel her chin bump my groin as I bottomed out in her throat.
Increasing the circular motions with the vibrator, knowing I had found that secret spot, I opened my lips and pressed the flat of my tongue on Twyla’s clit, letting her rub against it at her own pace. Her hips started rotating more and she arched her back, pressing harder on my tongue. She was now pumping my cock in full strokes with her mouth. I could feel her lips go from just behind the head down to the base of my shaft with increasing motion. Every time she would bottom out, I felt the tightness of her throat on the head. I was not going to last long but I just couldn’t blow without sending her over the edge first. I started moving my tongue in the opposite direction of her hips, increasing the friction and motion across her clit. Suddenly she arched her back and pressed her pussy hard against my face, pinning my head. The vibrator was wedged against my cheek, juices now running down the shaft and over my face. I kept up the motion of my tongue even though there was little room to move. I felt her legs shake a little and a loud moan came from her mouth, still planted firmly around my cock.
She began cumming hard. Her whole body spasm’d involuntarily. With her own passion rage she slammed her face flat against me, taking as much of my cock in her throat as possible. Being this close to Twyla wracked in the middle of orgasm, I didn’t feel the need to hold back anymore. I let the swell of my own orgasm take over and I released…
I could feel the head of my cock swell and blow a jet of cum down her throat. A little cough stopped Twyla’s wail but she didn’t stop shaking and seemed more determined to get me deeper. A second burst and I could feel a strange messaging on the head of my cock. Twyla was swallowing my cum…
I don’t really know how long this went on. Coming to my senses and off my orgasmic bliss, Twyla’s cunt still pressed flat against my face. She stopped shaking but still had my cock embedded in her throat. All I wanted to do was lap up ever drop of her juice. I turned off the vibrator and slid it out, then replaced it with my tongue.
I felt Twyla rise off my expended cock. As it dropped out of her mouth she gasped for air. I could feel the thick saliva from her throat drool out and on to my mid section. She laid the side of her face on top of my wet cock, totally spent.
Several weeks had passed and with a few more ‘tutoring’ sessions I had become very competent at the store. One particular day the owner decided to stop in. Twyla and I were at the front counter, he was standing just behind us. The front door opened and a woman walked in. It was the woman from my first day. “Excuse me but are you the owner” looking back between the two of us. The owner turned around to face the woman, “Why yes, is there something I can help you with?” “Well, I just want to tell how great your sales staff are. They were patient, helpful and had answers to all my questions.” gesturing to Twyla and I. The owner, now standing between us, put a hand on each of our shoulders “Glad to hear. In this store we take our customers needs seriously and make sure we know everything about the products we sell”. I turned to look at Twyla and our eye’s met. She gave me a little knowing wink. She was the best teacher I ever had.
- Otherside
The thought of flipping burgers at a fast food joint just didn’t appeal to me, so I drove around town looking for something different. Passing one of the small strip malls in town, I spotted a local sex shop with a ‘Help Wanted’ sign. The shop had been open for about a year. It was one of those new upscale places that catered to suburban adults looking to spice up their lives. “Ah! Now that sounds interesting!” Driving up to the front I grabbed my phone and dialed the number. To my surprise, an interview was setup that afternoon at the donut shop just across from the store.
A bit later I was sitting face to face with the owner over coffee he had purchased for us. “Now, this is not just a self-serve type of operation. We try to understand the products and the customer’s needs and match them up perfectly. We don’t get in their way, but we’re always ready to help”, he said as he sipped from his cup. Although there weren’t a lot of questions, he must have liked me and before we finished our coffees, I had the job. “Now, be there Monday morning. The store manager will get you setup” and with a handshake, I was employed.
This was exciting! All those horny people coming in and shopping for fun things to spice up their sex lives. Maybe I’d even help some fine little cutie and show her ‘how to use the merchandise.’ In truth though I never actually visited the store and had no idea about anything inside. Maybe a little research was in order before starting…
The week seemed to whip by and I found myself scrambling on Monday morning to get ready. I’d overslept and was already late. Rushing to the store and finding it open and ready for business, I quickly walked in and looked for my new boss. Behind the counter was a familiar face. It was Twyla.
Twyla and I went to high school together. She was an honors graduate, in fact, top of our class. She was definitely brilliant and looked the part of an uber-geek. She was tall, lanky and a bit awkward. That’s not to say she wasn’t attractive. She had dark wavy hair that was always tied in ponytails giving a clear view of her pretty dark eyes, sweet face and soft puffy lips. She also had an ass I just couldn’t keep my eyes off. But her best asset was her big round boobs. She didn’t dress particularly sexy but always had some type of top that exposed the deep cleavage between them. Rumor has it that some poor freshman came in his pants in the middle of the library, just by staring at them while being tutored by her.
“You’re late” she said without looking up. “Uh, yeah I’m sorry. Won’t happen again…Are you the manager?” walking towards the counter. “I am” finally looking up at me. “You’ve got stock duty, here…” and handed me a paper full of scribbled notes. “Go to the toy section and follow the instructions on this” with a completely disinterested look on her face. I took the paper and headed in the direction she was pointing.
It took a moment to adjust my thoughts as I walked into the back. I’d seen online pictures but this was the first time seeing this stuff up close and for real. I’m pretty open-minded but the huge rubber dildos with big studs and sexy girls on the covers gave me a bit of a hot flash. Looking down at the list, I tried to find the first product I was supposed to work on…
A beeping sound came from the front door as it opened. From the back of the store I could see a young, professional looking couple walk in. They had a bit of an apprehensive look as they walked to the counter where Twyla was standing.
“How can I help you today” Twyla said, with a pleasant voice I’d never heard from her before. “W-we’re looking for something to liven things up a bit” the women responded. Her husband seemed to hang back trying to take in his surroundings and kept silent. “Well, let’s start over here” Twyla said, as she guided them to the message oil and feather ticklers section. Raising up a bit, I watched silently as the three of them walked to the front of the store.
Twyla began describing the details of various items in the section. Suddenly the woman touched Twyla’s arm and winced her nose at her. As if saying “Yea, that’s not really what we had in mind.” Picking up on the woman’s expression Twyla guided them back to the section I was working in. “Here, let me show you some of our more adventurous items.” “Do you have any specific interests?” Twyla inquired now standing just a few feet from me. I kept my face towards the dildo rack with my ears wide open. “W-we want to know what’s it’s like to have more than one partner without really cheating.” “Ah! I think we can help you with that.” Twyla said as she reached for an eight-inch realistic looking display dildo. “Now, this is fun if you want something a little more authentic”, holding the dildo out to the woman for her to take a closer look. The husband, standing right behind the woman gazed silently down at the big rubber dong. “Some people like oral fun while having regular sex” Twyla said in a calm, educating voice. “This one is particularly popular for people trying to deep throat for the first time.” The woman seemed intently interested “Really, why is that?” “Well, the head is a bit smaller with a smooth thinner shaft” Twyla instructed. I glanced up at Twyla. “Well how does that work?” the woman asked, still intently listening to Twyla’s guidance. “Well, you need to clear your throat. It helps if you stick out your tongue a little.” Twyla opened her mouth and let her flat tongue rest on her bottom lip, mimicking her description. Then proceeded to guide the dildo up to her face until it was about an inch away from her open mouth.
I think the site of Twyla simulating the act of swallowing that big rubber cock was more than the husband could stand. His eyes were wide, fixed on the rubber cock close to her open lips. He tripped backwards and almost took out a rack of butt plugs. The woman seemed totally fascinated, grabbing a packaged version of the demo. “What else do you have?”
Twyla must have spent an hour with the couple. Describing the various toys, vibrators and dildos. It seemed like every item she described they picked up for purchase. It took all three of them to carry everything to the front register. “Hey” I heard her shout back at me. “Get me the big bags”.
I brought a handful of the oversized bags to the front, opened one and began loading the items in. The husband just stood silently with an ear-to-ear grin. I could only imagine what was running through his mind about the wild fun they were going to have that night. I started to smile a little too.
The couple headed towards the door. Twyla watched them go with a pleasant smile, satisfied with her sale. I had a shit-eating grin on my face as they exited. “Now listen…” turning back to face Twyla, her finger now pointing straight at my nose. “You’re not going last around here if you’re gonna run around with dildos in your hands, a stupid smile on your face and a bulge in your pants.” I hadn’t noticed but watching the couple purchase all these kinky items got me hard. “You’re gonna need some education. Come by my house this evening and we’re gonna learn and study how these things operate. You got that?”
I nodded and sulked back to the toy area. She didn’t speak or even acknowledge me for the rest of the day. And I stayed clear of any area she guided the customers to. I felt horrible. Clearly she was not happy. I could only imagine her scolding me over a bunch of textbooks, making sure I understood and memorized every clinical part of a vagina. On the other hand, she was great to look at. Maybe the idea of discussing sex toys with Twyla wouldn’t be such a bad thing. Geez, I sure hope I don’t wind up like that freshman.
My first day was over. I walked over to Twyla to check in and see if I could go. Still not looking at me, she grabbed one of the business cards from the counter and scribbled on it quickly then handed it to me. “Here… Be at my place in two hours and do me a favor, don’t be late.” I took the card and left silently.
Arriving 15 minutes early just to make sure the situation wouldn’t get worse, I knocked on the door of the address Twyla gave. The door opened a moment later. Twyla was standing at the entrance in a little white bathrobe drying her hair with a towel. “Come in” she said, in a softer more relaxed tone. I guess she had calmed down a bit since my screw up earlier that day. Without saying a word I stepped in, closed the door and followed behind her. Watching those long legs and tight little bottom shimmy just under that bathrobe made my cock stir a little. “Shit, this was going to be harder than I thought” pondering the demise of that poor freshman again.
Twyla passed a room setup as a huge library. Thinking for sure this is where we would spend the next few hours, I started walking in, figuring she would get dressed and come back. “Where do you think you’re going?” looking back at me. “Uh…isn’t this where we’ll study?” “No, I have a better place.” and proceeded to walk further down the hall and up some stairs. I followed along not knowing what was going to happen next.
Twyla guided me to an upstairs room and walked in. It seemed sparsely furnished, just a king size bed and vanity setup. There was a sliding closet just across from the vanity. “Sit here” pointing to the vanity chair that faced the bed. She then strolled over to the closet and slid open the door, and with her legs straight, bent at the waist down to the floor to retrieve something from the closet…
My eyes followed up her legs to her now fully exposed bottom. The firm round cheeks of her ass parted slightly, showing me the little folds of her pussy pressed tightly together, capped off with a tight little pucker just above it. I could feel my cock swell, staring intently at her backside. Bending back up, she seemed oblivious to the little show she had just given me. In both arms she held a large cardboard box. Walking over to the bed, she held out the box and turned it upside down, dumping out the entire contents.
I looked down. On the bed was at a large pile of sex toys, now strewn out over the blanket. Dildos, vibrators, plugs, nipple clamps, you name it. She even had some bondage gear like cuffs and blindfolds. My mind raced as I tried to recall all the brands I worked with earlier, figuring I was going to get quizzed. Without a word or even looking at me, Twyla dropped her bathrobe, exposing her completely naked body. “Ok, you’re going to sit, watch and pay attention” looking over at me as she crawled to the center of the bed. “Sh-should I take off my pants?” still reeling from the site of her amazing body. “You can do whatever you like but your going to sit there and pay attention.” I stood up and quickly undid my pants. Once past the band of my underwear my hard cock sprung to attention, now totally exposed and ready. Twyla seemed completely disinterested in what I was doing, instead rummaging around the bed looking for something specific. “Ah!” she said, reaching for the nipple clamps.
Kneeling on the bed in front of me, I now had a clear view of her big round tits and slightly open folds of her pussy. She didn’t seem to care that I was staring at her. With fingers from both hands, she started pinching her nipples, waking them up until they were both firm and hard. Then carefully clamped one nipple then the other with the nipple clamps, the silver chain that connected them swung freely between her big round tits. She grabbed the chain and gave it a little tug, forcing her nipples to stretch. A little “mmm” escaped her lips. She looked over at me sitting on the vanity chair, stroking my hard cock slowly as I gazed at her. “Oh, no.” shaking her finger at me “You watch. This ain’t no jack off session. I’m not cleaning your cum off my carpet.” she ordered, then pointed to the vanity. “In the drawer is some lube. Get it out. “ I reached over and opened the drawer. There were several bottles to choose from. Turning my focus back to her sweet exposed pussy and clamped tits, a randomly grabbed one and tossed it on the bed in front of her.
Reaching over she grabbed one of the dildos off to the side and held it in front of me. “What’s this?” she said with a smirk. “Uh…isn’t it the Jelly Intruder plug”. “Very good now where do we put this one?” Giving it a little shake. “In your sweet round ass” came out of my mouth. Not even realizing the compliment I added with it. She giggled. “That’s right! It goes in my sweet-round-assss…”
Twyla opened the lube and put a big glob on the head of the thin jelly cock. She then reached around with both hands, one to part her cheeks, the other to slip the intruder into the tight little backdoor. Her eyes closed, and with a look of concentration, began slipping it into her back passage. I looked down through her legs. Just behind her open pussy I saw the pink jelly intruder begin to disappear. With a smooth even stroke she got the whole thing in, leaving just the flanged base exposed. A whispered “Aaaa” escaped her lips, as if finally feeling the caress of a long time lover. She kept one hand flat against the base of the intruder and began giving it short, quick shoves, each time fully bottoming the intruder out in her ass. Then with the other hand reached for the chain straddling her tits and started short little tugs in sync with her other hand. My cock was straining for attention. Watching her tease herself with the short little tugs and thrusts. Looking down between her legs I noticed a little shininess between the folds of her pussy. I just wanted to jump her and plant my cock deep in that neglected opening. But knowing all too well that might be the end of my short career at the store, stayed planted in the little chair just staring at the amazing site of Twyla teasing herself to excitement.
After several moments of this, her mouth opened. I could hear her breathing getting a bit elevated. She suddenly stopped her motions, freeing both hands from their respective posts and began looking for another toy. She grabbed what she was looking for and held it in front of me. “Now, what’s this?” again testing me. “Isn’t that the Rabbit?” I said, not quite sure if the answer was right. “Very good! Looks like you catch on quick” she said with a little smirk. Then with both hands holding the base of the toy, trailed it down her flat tummy and in between her open legs. She didn’t turn the vibrator on, just slowly rubbed the bumpy texture on her exposed clit. Her hips seemed to move a little to the strokes of her hand. Then aiming the tip up at her entrance, slowly glided into her wet hole. As the toy went in deeper, the little extended arm with its V shaped fingers lined up perfectly with her clit, gently scissoring it in between. She then turned it on to the first speed.
I had taken a closer look at one of these at the store earlier. Knowing that in addition to vibrating, the head spun and swirled at the tip. I could only imagine this thing moving in various motions deep inside her pussy, searching for the best pleasure spots to stroke. Twyla clicked to the next setting and the little V pressed on her clit started to flutter across the top, moving her clit left and right with a rapid gentle motion. Her breathing started to increase more and with her two hands still planted to the base, started to dig the toy deeper in and out of her cunt. Her hips started to grind forward against the shaft of the toy trying to take it in deeper. The whole scene of her ecstatic motions made my cock throb hard, wanting some much needed attention. I remained still and just continued to watch.
I don’t recall what the third setting did but when she pressed it, her hips started to grind harder and she let out a pleading “Oooooo”. Panting now and fully humping her hips down on the bed, “Come here and grab the chain” she said in a soft commanding voice. Eyes now half glazed looking into mine. I reached up and gave it a gentle tug, causing both nipples to stretch a bit, causing them to become rigid again. “Again, again…keep doing it”. With regular steady motion I tugged on the chain, just enough to lift her tits a little off her chest. The motion caused her to move with more force and she started to grunt and whimper with each thrust of the toy. Suddenly, she stopped. And with an angry look she pulled the Rabbit out and threw it across the room. Then grabbed my shirt and pulled me onto the bed…
She shoved the pile of toys off to the side and pointed to the empty spot she just created. “Here...lay flat…with your head there…” pointing to the top of the bed. All I could do was go along with it. I desperately hoped and prayed my cock was going to get some attention. A laid flat and looked up as a leg crossed over the top of my head. A moment later, my face was five inches from Twyla’s wet open pussy…
At this point I should level with you…
I’m not only new to sex shops, I’m kinda new to sex. Oh, I had my hand down the pants of a girl here and there, sucked a few nipples. But I still haven’t had the chance to go ‘all they way’. This is the first time I’ve gotten this close to a pussy ever! And it was amazing! She wasn’t shaven but only had a sparse little tuft of pubic fur at the top of her slit. Her outer lips glistened as if they perspired from the workout with the toy. The inner lips were parted slightly, giving me just a peek into the deeper canal. There was thick milky clear liquid trapped within the folds. At the top was her clit, just protruding from the lips. It was swollen and pink from the rubbing of the little V of the Rabbit. I couldn’t help myself. Not waiting for the next order I instinctively pressed my lips around her clit and gently began stroking it with my tongue. Twyla made no protest or correction and just eased herself back until my head was flat on the bed again. And ground down a little on my tongue.
She tasted sweet and the shinny fluid allowed my tongue slide around freely. I could feel the hard little nub of her clit. It was noticeably harder than the soft folds around it, like a tiny little hard girl cock. I slide my tongue along the top and into the protected folds, forcing them back, exposing as much of the clit as possible then continued to circle around it with my tongue. I could feel Twyla’s hips start to move against my face. “You need your next lesson,” she said with a panting whisper. “God I hope it involved my cock” thinking to myself, knowing full well it was pointed right at Twyla’s face. “I need to be filled. Find me a the right toy and put it in.” I blindly started to shuffle my hands around the bed looking for one of the many toys that surrounded us. I felt a long hard object and grabbed for it, then reluctantly pushed on the pad of an ass cheek to move her forward…
Bringing the mystery dildo up in front of my face, I immediately recognized it as the Paris. It wasn’t overly large but had big wavy bumps leading up to the head that curved to a smooth point. I’d read about G-spot stimulation and knew this was what the bent point was for. I hoped I made the right choice…
Bringing the bumpy vibe up to her wet folds with the curved point facing down. I angled it a bit so the point was straight with her opening. As it slid in I curved it back to a straight position then slid further, watching her lips swallow bump after bump as it slid deeper. It bottomed out leaving about an inch for me to hold. I then slowly pulled it out until about three inches remained in side of her, then pressed it forward a bit…
I moved the toy in small little circles hoping the little point would find its target. I could see her juices flow a little around the edge of the shaft. “Oh…yessss” Twyla whispered in a sultry tone and started gyrating her hips to my movements. Her pink clit was still fully exposed and just within reach. I grabbed her hip and pulled her to my face, turning my head so I could continue licking that hard little nub, still keeping up the circular motions of the dildo. Twyla’s hips moved a more. I could feel the toy against the side of my cheek as I gently tickled the tip of her clit with the point of my tongue. Her juices started to run down the side of my face. “I think you might just get an A for this session” she panted and started to pick up speed with her hips.
The top of her body lowered and I could feel the little chain rub against my stomach, reaching down with my free hand, I grabbed it and gave it a tug. Twyla gasped. Lowering herself more, I felt her lips touch the head of my cock. Sliding slowly down, I felt the flat of her tongue along the top, gently stroking the head and then down the shaft as she took more of me in her mouth. Going deeper, I felt a tightness around the head. Twyla pressed her tongue forward, extending it just passed her lower lip, and I began sliding into her throat…
My heart was pounding out of shear adrenaline. The butterflies in my stomach felt like a free-fall hill on a rollercoaster. No other person had given me this much pleasure ever. She didn’t back off. With her lips firmly planted at the base of my cock, she started these slow one-inch movements. Like she was giving me time to feel everything. I could feel her lips locking at the base of my shaft, the pressure changing as she adjusted them to get me deeper. Her mouth was wet and her soft tongue messaged the top of my shaft as she wiggled it forward. Her throat seemed to tighten around the head a bit more.
My mind shot back our first customers earlier that day and Twyla’s ‘little demo’ with the dildo. I wondered if I’d find one on the bed somewhere.
I can only describe what I began feeling while in Twyla’s throat as passion rage. I wanted this girl to cum hard on my face. I didn’t care what I had to do to get her there. She could have pissed in my mouth and it wouldn’t have stopped me. Her little pink clit was calling and I was going to give it everything it needed. I pressed my lips firmly around the base and sucked in just a little then began rapidly lapping my tongue at the top. Still moving the vibrator in slow circles, I reached back with my thumb, and twisted the cap to ‘on’. I felt the vibrations against my cheek as I kept up the slow circular motions. Twyla’s hips started to move again in appreciation. She laid her chest flat on my waist and wrapped her arms around my legs, and increased her motions by bobbing her head up and down. Uncontrollably my hips started moving to meet the downward motions of her mouth. I could feel her chin bump my groin as I bottomed out in her throat.
Increasing the circular motions with the vibrator, knowing I had found that secret spot, I opened my lips and pressed the flat of my tongue on Twyla’s clit, letting her rub against it at her own pace. Her hips started rotating more and she arched her back, pressing harder on my tongue. She was now pumping my cock in full strokes with her mouth. I could feel her lips go from just behind the head down to the base of my shaft with increasing motion. Every time she would bottom out, I felt the tightness of her throat on the head. I was not going to last long but I just couldn’t blow without sending her over the edge first. I started moving my tongue in the opposite direction of her hips, increasing the friction and motion across her clit. Suddenly she arched her back and pressed her pussy hard against my face, pinning my head. The vibrator was wedged against my cheek, juices now running down the shaft and over my face. I kept up the motion of my tongue even though there was little room to move. I felt her legs shake a little and a loud moan came from her mouth, still planted firmly around my cock.
She began cumming hard. Her whole body spasm’d involuntarily. With her own passion rage she slammed her face flat against me, taking as much of my cock in her throat as possible. Being this close to Twyla wracked in the middle of orgasm, I didn’t feel the need to hold back anymore. I let the swell of my own orgasm take over and I released…
I could feel the head of my cock swell and blow a jet of cum down her throat. A little cough stopped Twyla’s wail but she didn’t stop shaking and seemed more determined to get me deeper. A second burst and I could feel a strange messaging on the head of my cock. Twyla was swallowing my cum…
I don’t really know how long this went on. Coming to my senses and off my orgasmic bliss, Twyla’s cunt still pressed flat against my face. She stopped shaking but still had my cock embedded in her throat. All I wanted to do was lap up ever drop of her juice. I turned off the vibrator and slid it out, then replaced it with my tongue.
I felt Twyla rise off my expended cock. As it dropped out of her mouth she gasped for air. I could feel the thick saliva from her throat drool out and on to my mid section. She laid the side of her face on top of my wet cock, totally spent.
Several weeks had passed and with a few more ‘tutoring’ sessions I had become very competent at the store. One particular day the owner decided to stop in. Twyla and I were at the front counter, he was standing just behind us. The front door opened and a woman walked in. It was the woman from my first day. “Excuse me but are you the owner” looking back between the two of us. The owner turned around to face the woman, “Why yes, is there something I can help you with?” “Well, I just want to tell how great your sales staff are. They were patient, helpful and had answers to all my questions.” gesturing to Twyla and I. The owner, now standing between us, put a hand on each of our shoulders “Glad to hear. In this store we take our customers needs seriously and make sure we know everything about the products we sell”. I turned to look at Twyla and our eye’s met. She gave me a little knowing wink. She was the best teacher I ever had.
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Rowan
- 22.10.2022
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