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Over the next week, Myra’s life was in a dither. Keeping the secret of her pregnancy from her parents was a strain. She felt guilty for having acted so foolishly with Ashton Fisher and guilty for hiding her condition from her parents. If Eric Copley helped her in the way he suggested and she could keep her secret from her family, she would always be considered above reproach by them. While the week dragged by Myra kept feeling that the fertilized egg within her was growing at a rapid pace. She assumed that Copley was talking about abortion when he said, “I know people who can help.” Each time she looked into the mirror she thought she could see how great her stomach was showing. what she had done and was trying to hide. This was still before Roe vs Wade when abortion was considered unacceptable.
The other thing on her mind was the sex to which she had been introduced by the man she had been fantasizing about since her hormones had begun to simmer. Before that she dealt with those urges the same way girls have been doing for ages, rubbing herself to orgasm when the feelings became too intense. Having never conceived that sex could be so deliciously compelling before her episode with him in bed, her fantasies for Eric Copley were mainly romantic. But after spending an hour in bed with this romantic champion fires had been lit that were now consuming her mind and body. Having begun rubbing herself raw, she had to be with Eric again and it had to be soon.
When, as Copley had suggested, she came to his door an hour early before her lesson she didn’t know whether she was more anxious to hear the news he had gotten from his ‘friend’ or if she was so eager that they might have more of the glorious kind of sex to which she had been introduced. When her piano teacher opened the door, her pussy was awash with secretions. It was all she could do to keep from leaping at him and bringing him to the floor. Before the door closed behind her Myra was unable to withhold her compulsion. Lurching like a wild animal she ravenously kissed him while groping for his crotch.
“MYRA,” he said, needing to go over what his friend had advised for her. But her passion had pulled his sexual trigger as well.
All week she had been obsessing on how Eric had mined the seam of her sexual gold. That next morning, she ached from being overstretched by his enormous penis, something she hadn’t remembered after her night with Ashton Fisher. All week her vagina seemed to tingle with each step she took. She had to see it again and experience the feeling of it being thrust inside her. She wanted confirmation that it had really happened. Fumbling with the zipper of his fly she finally got it down and reached inside. His soft but growing package felt like a handful but not the way she remembered. Pulling it out she looked down. I’ve got to get CLOSER.
“MYRA,” Eric said as she dropped, apparently expecting their connection to go in a different direction. But she was on her knees eying the visual reality of his growing tumescence. No different than most men Eric wanted to control the situation. But like most men, his ego could not resist a woman in the throes of penis adoration. Since it was the admiration from his most desired student, the object of countless fantasy couplings it excited him to the verge of ejaculation.
His prominence so filled her eyes that, had she a pencil and paper she could have sketched its beautiful features. And she eyed the pulse of his heart filling and lifting him to horizontal stiffness she wondered, would he like me to kiss it? Taking the incentive she pecked the side of his shaft, lifted it, and licked the bottom. Holding it against her cheek she felt its smooth warmth being pulsed to rigidity. As she kissed his helmet-like head she thought I wonder if he would like me to put it in my mouth. Her desire was too great to worry about asking. Opening her mouth, she took his bulk inside and bobbed like a gold rush whore.
Placing his hands on each side of Myra’s head to slow her rhythm to a less urgent pace he said, “GOD,” as if he were a christening priest, “You’re SO beautiful my sweet girl,” overwhelmed by the adoring gaze in his student’s upturned eyes he savored the image of his shaft being shortened and lengthened between her lips.
Taking his penis out of his pants was a kind of gratification for which the young Myra wasn’t prepared. When she realized it was not yet fully hard, she was amused while expecting it soon to be fully engorged. The joy of the feelings she experienced last week and the lingering memories she thought she still felt made her adoration for the symbol of his manhood more intense. Kissing it made her curious about how it would feel in her mouth. Certain that Eric would like it she was surprised at the oral gratification she experienced. Similar to French kissing, it was incredibly more intimate. When Eric put his hands on her head it was as if he blessed and guided her at the same time. And she loved being controlled as she moved to the suggestion of his hands.
Suddenly his fingers tightened on her head as his body tensed and, he said, “I’m going to EJACULATE Myra.”
Unfamiliar with the word “ejaculate” she figured it had something to do with releasing his sperm. When he let go Myra recalled how the musculature of his penis tightened the same way inside her pussy last week and she had a curious feeling that he was going a little crazy. When the man she had adored for so many years had just filled her mouth with his seed she felt revulsion, importance, and the joy she remembered when he shot his seed into her vagina and how his aggressive thrusting morphed into a silken, lubricated delight which caused his organ to gradually shrink and bunch up inside her. She recalled thinking; I wonder how it would feel in my mouth.
When his hands reflexively grasped her head, she resisted and tried bobbing more forcefully. When she felt the generous capacity of sperm filling her mouth she tried to determine if it was his cry of release or the gushing creme coating her tongue that awed her most. But when he cried, “Geez Myra, oh JESUS,” she understood the importance of her act. When he murmured, “I love how you sucked my cock,” made her feel like Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny combined as the warm fruit of his manhood coated her tongue and made her feel like the luckiest girl on earth.
His ebbing hardness changed from bobbing to the kneading of flaccid flesh which flattened between her lips. Something had to be done with the oyster-like glob in her mouth or she would gag. Would he be disgusted with me if I swallowed it? She had to act. His cum in her mouth began sliding down her esophagus, now in her tummy. This must be the way it is supposed to be.
When she decided to take her teacher’s sex in her mouth, she had no idea how she would feel if he came. She just wanted to please her champion. But during her first act of fellatio, gratification became intense. It was new and exciting. Groveling on her knees with Eric’s penis in her mouth boggled her mind. Then, as her body quivered and quavered it was heaven in the form of a pleasurable, grand mal seizure.
Silently cuddling on the floor until their breathing normalized Copley chuckled and said, “You took me by surprise Myra.” With adoring eyes, she gave a demure smile.
“I fully intended to devote most of our time to what we discovered last week.” He laughed. “But you overwhelmed me.” Looking lovingly into her eyes he smiled and went on, “I had no idea, my love, of the strength of your libido.”
She had no idea what ‘libido’ meant but if it had anything to do with the way she felt she wanted to live the word.
Standing, Copley reached down and pulled Myra to her feet. Leading her to the couch he sat down with her on the floor, their backs resting against it. Putting his arm around her shoulders he allowed Myra to take his other hand and hold it against her cheek. “We have things to talk about young lady, we’ve got to get this problem of yours resolved.”
He told her how he had talked with a person who would perform the abortion, “He’s a retired doctor who does medical things for some friends of mine.” He didn’t tell her that the friends were prostitutes that worked in a bordello he’d been visiting for years. “He will do the procedure for $1000.”
Stunned at the cost Myra asked how she could possibly pay for it. Copley said, “I’ll pay for the abortion, and you will pay me back.” He explained that by paying him back she would never feel like he had paid it as charity.
“But how will I be able to pay you?”
“Not in dollars Myra.”
He explained that he had never had children and had always looked forward to having sex with his ex-wife when he expected her to become pregnant. “I know this might seem strange to you but when I realized last week that you were with child, I was thrilled to be able to make love knowing that you were carrying it. So, we’ll have sex today, again next week, and the week after that. Then we’ll see the doctor. I’ll make a partial payment then and the balance will be paid over the next six months; you will have sex with me once each week during that period.”
Having no concept of sexual kink Myra thought it an interesting but strange arrangement. After being quiet for a couple of minutes she said, “I can pay you little by little over the next couple of years Mr. Copley.”
With a comical stare, he looked at her and corrected, “Eric. You are the best student I have ever had Myra. The money isn’t important to me. Being with you this way is something I can’t even put into words. I’m OBSESSED with you. I’ve been fantasizing about sex with you for years my dear.”
With a confused smile, she replied, “That’s what I mean Mr ... um Eric. I’ve been dreaming about you that way too.” Blushing she rolled her eyes. “Last week you took me to heaven. I’ve been there all week. I want to do this with you over and over again ... for as long as you want me. That’s not payment Eric that’s ... um ... pleasure and I LOVE it.”
With a stern gaze, he asked, “Would you consider yourself a broad-minded person Myra?”
“I-I think so. But I’m kind of um ... dumb.”
“You’re so wrong about that Myra; you’re ‘dumb in no way.’ You’re young. You’re naïve. You’re impetuous. But you’re NOT dumb. So, I want to give you a little insight into sex.”
He went on to tell her that since his divorce several years ago he had been satisfying himself by frequenting bordellos. He found one that suited his tastes and had become friends with the madam and the girls that worked there. Seeing her look of disapproval he clarified, “These girls are not down and out Myra; they’re women who truly love their lifestyle. That’s why I enjoy going to them. Anyway, I get enjoyment from having sex with them, their bawdy nature. And I respect that they want to bring joy to themselves and their clients. But you, my dear Myra, are the only female I have lusted for in years.”
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