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Becky and Ben's parents stood off to the side, proudly watching as Ben knelt down on one knee. A flutter went through Becky's chest. They'd only met a little over a month ago, but she'd known this was coming. It was the way things were done in their church, and her parents had homeschooled her and kept her mostly shut away from the rest of the world. Sure, they'd let her keep up her classes even after she'd gotten her equivalent of a high school diploma, but they'd expected her to get a job with someone connected to their church - if she got a job at all. They considered themselves highly progressive for even considering that she might want a career and making sure that she was prepared for it.
When they'd decided it was time for her to think about getting married, after all, she had just turned twenty, they'd searched out and found Ben. She realized that Ben wasn't quite as sheltered as she was; he was a little older and a male after all, so his parents gave him a bit more freedom than she'd ever had. Still, she'd managed to become more sexually experienced than him, thanks to her tutor Mr. Troy. Not that Ben minded, he'd definitely enjoyed reaping the benefits of that tutelage the few times they'd managed to get some privacy.
She liked him a lot and he liked her; in their church, things moved very quickly, especially with encouraging parents. So this proposal wasn't exactly surprising per say, but it still made her heart beat faster with both excitement and anxiety. Marriage, for her, didn't just mean her relationship with Ben progressing to the next level, it was her entire life progressing. There was no way her parents would ever allow her to move out of their house unless she was married; marriage meant finally getting to make her own choices - as long as her husband was supportive. Becky didn't doubt that Ben would support her. He wasn't nearly as controlling or stifling as her parents, or even compared to his own parents.
Which is why she immediately said yes to his proposal. Standing, his eyes shining brightly, he gave her a chaste brush of his lips on hers, making her mother tearfully exclaim that she'd never seen a more perfect couple.
In Becky's ideal world, she and Ben would be able to sneak off and indulge in some of the illicit pleasures that they weren't supposed to know about, but unfortunately the parents wanted to immediately celebrate with a special dinner. The food was good, the conversation flowed easily, and every one was very excited and happy, but Becky still would have preferred a more private celebration.
Well, soon enough she and Ben would have plenty of alone time, and she could show him everything that she'd learned with Mr. Troy. She was going to miss her tutor, but once she was married she knew it wouldn't be right to see him any more. Still, there would be at least one more lesson so that she could say goodbye to him. She owed him a great deal; he'd taught her so much.
******
"Very pretty," Mr. Troy said, holding her hand in the palm of his as he looked at the diamond ring now gracing her finger. He lifted an eyebrow at her. "I take it our lessons are now at an end?"
The hint of disappointment in his voice made Becky's insides warm. While she'd never held any illusions about her tutor and his temporary position in her life, she also liked knowing that he would miss her lessons, just as she would.
"I'd like one last lesson," she said, moving towards him and putting her hands on his chest as she tipped her head back and looked up at him, offering her lips for a kiss. The change from their first lessons together was remarkable. Becky had grown from an innocent and naive young woman who had no idea her effect on men or what to do with her body, to a lusty siren who was bent on pleasure and not afraid to make demands. "I want to know what it feels like to have you cum inside me."
Mr. Troy caressed her hips, sliding his hands up her body to cup the sides of her breasts through her clothing.
"It might not be in the way you expect," he warned, but his eyes were hot with anticipation and Becky didn't care. Everything that he'd taught her had always resulted in ecstasy. She'd swallowed a lot of his cum, but he'd always worn a condom when he'd fucked her and she wanted to feel the hot liquid filling her.
"So surprise me," she said, going up on her tiptoes for a kiss.
He took her mouth confidently, hungrily, and Becky moaned as his hands roamed her body, slowly stripping off her clothes as he took the time to caress and squeeze all her most sensitive spots. Impatiently, she took off his clothes as fast as possible, rubbing her naked flesh against his, delighting in the rasp of his chest hair against her nipples and his swollen cock against her belly.
Gripping her ass, Mr. Troy half picked her up as he moved them towards the bed, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, working their way into the crack between her buttocks. Becky was used to her tutor touching every inch of her and she didn't protest as his index finger pressed against her crinkled anus. It felt good, teasing the bundle of nerves to life, making her wriggle and try to push back to take his finger into her tight back door.
"On all fours," Mr. Troy said, giving her ass a little slap as he pulled away.
Becky immediately got onto the bed on her hands and knees, lowering her upper body so that her heart-shaped ass was high in the air. She looked over her shoulder at him coyly, wiggling her hips to entice him. Between her legs, her pouting pussy was slick and ready for fucking, pink and welcoming.
She shivered in anticipation as Mr. Troy knelt behind her and lined up his uncovered cock with her wet slit. The sensation of his head sliding up and down her sopping folds was different without the condom, less slick, making for more friction as he circled the tip of his dick around her throbbing clit. Becky moaned and bucked her hips, trying to push back at him, to get him inside of her.
The tutor obliged and she gasped at the sensation of his unsheathed cock pushing into her pussy. Without the slick lubrication of a condom, it felt like her pussy was actually clinging to his flesh; more force was needed to embed himself in her tight channel, and Becky moaned as Mr. Troy thrust back and forth, sinking a little deeper every time. Every bump and ridge on his cock rasped over her sensitive flesh, making her clench as he hit her g-spot and pleasure rippled through her.
With his hands firmly gripping her hips, holding her in place, she could only shudder and moan as he fucked her from behind. Her breasts swung, her nipples rubbing against her sheets as she arched her back, offering herself up even more to him.
Mr. Troy's fingers drifted, coming to rest on the cheek of her ass, and she squirmed and gasped encouragingly as he wetted one in her pussy and then inserted it into her asshole. The tight squeeze of having both a cock and a finger inside of her had Becky writhing with delight. She moaned and pushed back against Mr. Troy, doing her best to impale herself, moaning her encouragement.
"Play with your clit, Becky... I want to feel you cumming all over my cock."
His words, as much as the command, had Becky's arousal shooting even higher. Eagerly, she reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit hard, knowing it wouldn't take much to get her off. She was so full, the inner friction so good, her clit was so swollen...
"Oh... Mr. Troy... oh god, Mr. Troy..." She rubbed furiously, thinking about how good it was going to feel when he came inside of her, how much she was looking forward to doing these things with Ben...
Her orgasm came hard and fast, his finger twisting inside her anus, his cock sliding back and forth in her clenching pussy as she battered her little clit with her fingers. Becky cried out, rocking, writhing, as the built-up tension released like a wound spring, sending the vibrations of ecstasy through her body. Mr. Troy continued steady thrusting only sent her higher on the edge of pleasure, riding the crest as her fingers slowed on her clit as the little nubbin became incredibly sensitive, too sensitive for such direct stimulation.
Becky slumped forward, moaning, shivering because Mr. Troy was still hot and hard inside of her. She wasn't disappointed, because she knew that he would work her up to another orgasm, but she did feel impatient for his release. Because, as always, she wanted to know... know what it would feel like. Know the difference.
She uttered a half-hearted protest as he pulled out, one which stilled immediately as he placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass.
Wide eyed, she looked over her shoulder at him, licking her lips nervously, but she didn't protest. Mr. Troy wasn't even looking at her, his focus was entirely on her last virgin hole, which was gaping just very slightly from the ministrations of his finger. During their lessons he'd been devoted to preparing Becky for this very moment, stretching her hole, getting her accustomed to having it filled, but she'd never had anything as big as his cock inside of the tight aperture.
"This is going to hurt a little," he told her, a kind of male satisfaction threaded through his tone. "It will get better though."
Nodding, Becky dropped her head down as her neck started to ache from looking back at her tutor. She gasped as he pushed forward, the mushroom head of his cock pushing into her ass, the tight hole immediately closing around the bulbous tip. The girth of his shaft was still wider than she was used to and she whimpered as her sphincter spasmed, trying to squeeze back to its former proportions. Mr. Troy moaned with pleasure as her anus squeezed and massaged him, his fingers digging into her hips as he resisted the urge to plunge entirely into her virgin orifice.
Very gently, but firmly, he rocked his hips, pushing a little deeper, aided by the feminine cream that coated his cock with a glossy finish.
Becky bit down on her lip to keep from protesting as her anus burned at the invasion. It did hurt, but it wasn't unbearable, and something about being invaded in such a private and perverse manner had her pussy leaking even more. Her hand drifted back to her clit, stroking the sensitized bud very gently, making her body relax slightly even as Mr. Troy's cock slid deeper into her ass. The chaotic mix of pleasure and pain made her moan as she pressed her face into the mattress... not trying to escape the inexorable advance of Mr. Troy's cock, but just following her body's desperate need for surcease from what felt almost like cramp as he stretched another inch of her now deflowered ass.
She'd wanted to know what it would feel like to have him cum inside of her though, and now she knew why he'd said it wouldn't be what she'd expected. It did seem like the best way to avoid pregnancy though, going by the lessons he'd given her on reproduction. Even if it did hurt, a burning, tingling cramping hurt that somehow also felt kind of good. She couldn't explain how or why, but her body was reacting with excitement and arousal despite the pain. Rubbing her clit helped even more.
Finally his balls tapped lightly against her swollen pussy lips, his groin flush against the curve of her ass, and Becky groaned as he held himself still inside of her, both of them swamped in the sensation of his cock tightly and fully embedded in her ass. She'd never felt so full, not even with him in her pussy. Maybe there was less space in her ass, or maybe she was just tighter there, but the sensation fairly took her breath away.
Then he began to move.
The burning came back as his cock receded, making her gasp for air at the strange sensation of being emptied, his cock rasping over her sensitive inner tissues. Then he plunged back in and Becky cried out as her face was forced down into the mattress, her one arm not enough to hold her up as her other hand continued to rub and circle her clit. The more it hurt, the more she pressed her fingers against the little bundle of nerves, an almost spastic reaction.
"Fuck you're so tight... your ass feels so good..." Mr. Troy's deep voice was raspier than ever, husky with his need, and Becky found herself pushing her ass back up against him as he thrust forward. Her pussy was clenching and spasming emptily, hungrily, as her fingers worked her clit, her body reveling in the sensation of being so full, even if it was in the wrong hole, even if the filling burned.
Slowly Mr. Troy's thrusts became rougher, harder, faster, making it impossible for Becky to ever quite get used to the fucking, but she was loving it. The pain and the pleasure was mingling in her body, sending her spiraling high as the burning became pleasurable, something that she almost wallowed in. There was a need building that made any discomfort seem small and insignificant, making her push back hard against Mr. Troy's cock. His length was gliding slickly in and out of her body now, with no more resistance, although the inner muscles of her ass were massaging him every time he buried himself between her cheeks.
"Fuck... yeeeess..." The word was gritted out between his teeth, and Becky nearly screamed with the sensation as his cock swelled inside of her and began to pulse. Her sphincter was still so tight that she could feel each spurt of fluid, gathering outside of her body and then forcing it's way in, jetting hot liquid deep into her bowels. She did scream as the molten heat filled her and her fingers rubbed hard against her clit, sending her into paroxysms of ecstasy more complete than she'd ever experienced before.
It was base and perverted, hot and sensual, completely unbridled needy passion that filled her to the brim and then emptied out of her, leaving her gasping and shaky. Mr. Troy's hands grabbed at her wrists, raising her arms above her head as his rough final thrusts forced her body down, crushing her against the mattress beneath them. Inside of her, he pulsed, his body hard above her, until he finally slumped, the manacles of his fingers relaxing.
Becky was breathless, overcome with all the sensations... Her virgin ass had been deflowered and filled with cum, Mr. Troy's hot body was completely covering hers, and she was still quivering from the intensity of her orgasm.
Little kisses against the back of her shoulder were enough to make her shudder, she felt so exquisitely sensitive over every inch of her skin.
"Becky, you may have been my favorite student I've ever had," Mr. Troy whispered in her ear.
She couldn't help but giggle. "You're definitely my favorite tutor."
******
Once they were cleaned up and she was presentable again for when her parents came home, Becky wound her arms around Mr. Troy's neck and gave him an enthusiastic goodbye kiss. Their tongues dueled, and she could feel him beginning to harden against her stomach, but she knew that this part of her life was over.
"Thank you for everything," she said, her eyes shining with gratitude and appreciation, both emotions were reflected back at her in Mr. Troy's eyes.
"Believe me Becky, it was my pleasure."
When they'd decided it was time for her to think about getting married, after all, she had just turned twenty, they'd searched out and found Ben. She realized that Ben wasn't quite as sheltered as she was; he was a little older and a male after all, so his parents gave him a bit more freedom than she'd ever had. Still, she'd managed to become more sexually experienced than him, thanks to her tutor Mr. Troy. Not that Ben minded, he'd definitely enjoyed reaping the benefits of that tutelage the few times they'd managed to get some privacy.
She liked him a lot and he liked her; in their church, things moved very quickly, especially with encouraging parents. So this proposal wasn't exactly surprising per say, but it still made her heart beat faster with both excitement and anxiety. Marriage, for her, didn't just mean her relationship with Ben progressing to the next level, it was her entire life progressing. There was no way her parents would ever allow her to move out of their house unless she was married; marriage meant finally getting to make her own choices - as long as her husband was supportive. Becky didn't doubt that Ben would support her. He wasn't nearly as controlling or stifling as her parents, or even compared to his own parents.
Which is why she immediately said yes to his proposal. Standing, his eyes shining brightly, he gave her a chaste brush of his lips on hers, making her mother tearfully exclaim that she'd never seen a more perfect couple.
In Becky's ideal world, she and Ben would be able to sneak off and indulge in some of the illicit pleasures that they weren't supposed to know about, but unfortunately the parents wanted to immediately celebrate with a special dinner. The food was good, the conversation flowed easily, and every one was very excited and happy, but Becky still would have preferred a more private celebration.
Well, soon enough she and Ben would have plenty of alone time, and she could show him everything that she'd learned with Mr. Troy. She was going to miss her tutor, but once she was married she knew it wouldn't be right to see him any more. Still, there would be at least one more lesson so that she could say goodbye to him. She owed him a great deal; he'd taught her so much.
******
"Very pretty," Mr. Troy said, holding her hand in the palm of his as he looked at the diamond ring now gracing her finger. He lifted an eyebrow at her. "I take it our lessons are now at an end?"
The hint of disappointment in his voice made Becky's insides warm. While she'd never held any illusions about her tutor and his temporary position in her life, she also liked knowing that he would miss her lessons, just as she would.
"I'd like one last lesson," she said, moving towards him and putting her hands on his chest as she tipped her head back and looked up at him, offering her lips for a kiss. The change from their first lessons together was remarkable. Becky had grown from an innocent and naive young woman who had no idea her effect on men or what to do with her body, to a lusty siren who was bent on pleasure and not afraid to make demands. "I want to know what it feels like to have you cum inside me."
Mr. Troy caressed her hips, sliding his hands up her body to cup the sides of her breasts through her clothing.
"It might not be in the way you expect," he warned, but his eyes were hot with anticipation and Becky didn't care. Everything that he'd taught her had always resulted in ecstasy. She'd swallowed a lot of his cum, but he'd always worn a condom when he'd fucked her and she wanted to feel the hot liquid filling her.
"So surprise me," she said, going up on her tiptoes for a kiss.
He took her mouth confidently, hungrily, and Becky moaned as his hands roamed her body, slowly stripping off her clothes as he took the time to caress and squeeze all her most sensitive spots. Impatiently, she took off his clothes as fast as possible, rubbing her naked flesh against his, delighting in the rasp of his chest hair against her nipples and his swollen cock against her belly.
Gripping her ass, Mr. Troy half picked her up as he moved them towards the bed, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, working their way into the crack between her buttocks. Becky was used to her tutor touching every inch of her and she didn't protest as his index finger pressed against her crinkled anus. It felt good, teasing the bundle of nerves to life, making her wriggle and try to push back to take his finger into her tight back door.
"On all fours," Mr. Troy said, giving her ass a little slap as he pulled away.
Becky immediately got onto the bed on her hands and knees, lowering her upper body so that her heart-shaped ass was high in the air. She looked over her shoulder at him coyly, wiggling her hips to entice him. Between her legs, her pouting pussy was slick and ready for fucking, pink and welcoming.
She shivered in anticipation as Mr. Troy knelt behind her and lined up his uncovered cock with her wet slit. The sensation of his head sliding up and down her sopping folds was different without the condom, less slick, making for more friction as he circled the tip of his dick around her throbbing clit. Becky moaned and bucked her hips, trying to push back at him, to get him inside of her.
The tutor obliged and she gasped at the sensation of his unsheathed cock pushing into her pussy. Without the slick lubrication of a condom, it felt like her pussy was actually clinging to his flesh; more force was needed to embed himself in her tight channel, and Becky moaned as Mr. Troy thrust back and forth, sinking a little deeper every time. Every bump and ridge on his cock rasped over her sensitive flesh, making her clench as he hit her g-spot and pleasure rippled through her.
With his hands firmly gripping her hips, holding her in place, she could only shudder and moan as he fucked her from behind. Her breasts swung, her nipples rubbing against her sheets as she arched her back, offering herself up even more to him.
Mr. Troy's fingers drifted, coming to rest on the cheek of her ass, and she squirmed and gasped encouragingly as he wetted one in her pussy and then inserted it into her asshole. The tight squeeze of having both a cock and a finger inside of her had Becky writhing with delight. She moaned and pushed back against Mr. Troy, doing her best to impale herself, moaning her encouragement.
"Play with your clit, Becky... I want to feel you cumming all over my cock."
His words, as much as the command, had Becky's arousal shooting even higher. Eagerly, she reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit hard, knowing it wouldn't take much to get her off. She was so full, the inner friction so good, her clit was so swollen...
"Oh... Mr. Troy... oh god, Mr. Troy..." She rubbed furiously, thinking about how good it was going to feel when he came inside of her, how much she was looking forward to doing these things with Ben...
Her orgasm came hard and fast, his finger twisting inside her anus, his cock sliding back and forth in her clenching pussy as she battered her little clit with her fingers. Becky cried out, rocking, writhing, as the built-up tension released like a wound spring, sending the vibrations of ecstasy through her body. Mr. Troy continued steady thrusting only sent her higher on the edge of pleasure, riding the crest as her fingers slowed on her clit as the little nubbin became incredibly sensitive, too sensitive for such direct stimulation.
Becky slumped forward, moaning, shivering because Mr. Troy was still hot and hard inside of her. She wasn't disappointed, because she knew that he would work her up to another orgasm, but she did feel impatient for his release. Because, as always, she wanted to know... know what it would feel like. Know the difference.
She uttered a half-hearted protest as he pulled out, one which stilled immediately as he placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass.
Wide eyed, she looked over her shoulder at him, licking her lips nervously, but she didn't protest. Mr. Troy wasn't even looking at her, his focus was entirely on her last virgin hole, which was gaping just very slightly from the ministrations of his finger. During their lessons he'd been devoted to preparing Becky for this very moment, stretching her hole, getting her accustomed to having it filled, but she'd never had anything as big as his cock inside of the tight aperture.
"This is going to hurt a little," he told her, a kind of male satisfaction threaded through his tone. "It will get better though."
Nodding, Becky dropped her head down as her neck started to ache from looking back at her tutor. She gasped as he pushed forward, the mushroom head of his cock pushing into her ass, the tight hole immediately closing around the bulbous tip. The girth of his shaft was still wider than she was used to and she whimpered as her sphincter spasmed, trying to squeeze back to its former proportions. Mr. Troy moaned with pleasure as her anus squeezed and massaged him, his fingers digging into her hips as he resisted the urge to plunge entirely into her virgin orifice.
Very gently, but firmly, he rocked his hips, pushing a little deeper, aided by the feminine cream that coated his cock with a glossy finish.
Becky bit down on her lip to keep from protesting as her anus burned at the invasion. It did hurt, but it wasn't unbearable, and something about being invaded in such a private and perverse manner had her pussy leaking even more. Her hand drifted back to her clit, stroking the sensitized bud very gently, making her body relax slightly even as Mr. Troy's cock slid deeper into her ass. The chaotic mix of pleasure and pain made her moan as she pressed her face into the mattress... not trying to escape the inexorable advance of Mr. Troy's cock, but just following her body's desperate need for surcease from what felt almost like cramp as he stretched another inch of her now deflowered ass.
She'd wanted to know what it would feel like to have him cum inside of her though, and now she knew why he'd said it wouldn't be what she'd expected. It did seem like the best way to avoid pregnancy though, going by the lessons he'd given her on reproduction. Even if it did hurt, a burning, tingling cramping hurt that somehow also felt kind of good. She couldn't explain how or why, but her body was reacting with excitement and arousal despite the pain. Rubbing her clit helped even more.
Finally his balls tapped lightly against her swollen pussy lips, his groin flush against the curve of her ass, and Becky groaned as he held himself still inside of her, both of them swamped in the sensation of his cock tightly and fully embedded in her ass. She'd never felt so full, not even with him in her pussy. Maybe there was less space in her ass, or maybe she was just tighter there, but the sensation fairly took her breath away.
Then he began to move.
The burning came back as his cock receded, making her gasp for air at the strange sensation of being emptied, his cock rasping over her sensitive inner tissues. Then he plunged back in and Becky cried out as her face was forced down into the mattress, her one arm not enough to hold her up as her other hand continued to rub and circle her clit. The more it hurt, the more she pressed her fingers against the little bundle of nerves, an almost spastic reaction.
"Fuck you're so tight... your ass feels so good..." Mr. Troy's deep voice was raspier than ever, husky with his need, and Becky found herself pushing her ass back up against him as he thrust forward. Her pussy was clenching and spasming emptily, hungrily, as her fingers worked her clit, her body reveling in the sensation of being so full, even if it was in the wrong hole, even if the filling burned.
Slowly Mr. Troy's thrusts became rougher, harder, faster, making it impossible for Becky to ever quite get used to the fucking, but she was loving it. The pain and the pleasure was mingling in her body, sending her spiraling high as the burning became pleasurable, something that she almost wallowed in. There was a need building that made any discomfort seem small and insignificant, making her push back hard against Mr. Troy's cock. His length was gliding slickly in and out of her body now, with no more resistance, although the inner muscles of her ass were massaging him every time he buried himself between her cheeks.
"Fuck... yeeeess..." The word was gritted out between his teeth, and Becky nearly screamed with the sensation as his cock swelled inside of her and began to pulse. Her sphincter was still so tight that she could feel each spurt of fluid, gathering outside of her body and then forcing it's way in, jetting hot liquid deep into her bowels. She did scream as the molten heat filled her and her fingers rubbed hard against her clit, sending her into paroxysms of ecstasy more complete than she'd ever experienced before.
It was base and perverted, hot and sensual, completely unbridled needy passion that filled her to the brim and then emptied out of her, leaving her gasping and shaky. Mr. Troy's hands grabbed at her wrists, raising her arms above her head as his rough final thrusts forced her body down, crushing her against the mattress beneath them. Inside of her, he pulsed, his body hard above her, until he finally slumped, the manacles of his fingers relaxing.
Becky was breathless, overcome with all the sensations... Her virgin ass had been deflowered and filled with cum, Mr. Troy's hot body was completely covering hers, and she was still quivering from the intensity of her orgasm.
Little kisses against the back of her shoulder were enough to make her shudder, she felt so exquisitely sensitive over every inch of her skin.
"Becky, you may have been my favorite student I've ever had," Mr. Troy whispered in her ear.
She couldn't help but giggle. "You're definitely my favorite tutor."
******
Once they were cleaned up and she was presentable again for when her parents came home, Becky wound her arms around Mr. Troy's neck and gave him an enthusiastic goodbye kiss. Their tongues dueled, and she could feel him beginning to harden against her stomach, but she knew that this part of her life was over.
"Thank you for everything," she said, her eyes shining with gratitude and appreciation, both emotions were reflected back at her in Mr. Troy's eyes.
"Believe me Becky, it was my pleasure."
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