We knew each other. She had been one of my students. Since those schooldays we had met several times, mostly in public. On those occasions and also on the phone much time was spent talking sex. Sexual attraction was mutual. Our meeting this time followed from a call in which she had expressed the wish that I inseminate her. She had the misguided belief that a child by me would possess genes that would guarantee intelligence. I persuaded her this was not a good idea but we agreed to meet and we set a day that suited us both and arranged I would pick her up at the airport and bring her back to my house where I now live in France. It was an early morning flight. She would stay overnight and return the following afternoon.

All went to plan. Back at my house it was approaching midday. She declined the offer of food but had a glass of cold, dry white wine. I joined her, careful not to drink too much We sat outside in the warm early summer sunshine. There were a few stuttered attempts at conversation but we were both aware of what was being left unsaid. It was Naomi who broke through the barrier,

“I assume – no I meant to say “I hope” we’re gonna........ you know....?”

“Fuck? Is that what you wanted to say?”

Naomi smiles, a little embarrassed, then recovers,,, , smiling cheekily she takes care to pronounce her words slowly and a little mockingly.....

“Yes, that’s it – have sexual intercourse where your male penis will slot into my female vagina.”

I smiled, “suppose you could put it that way – excuse the double meaning – ‘penis in vagina’, I prefer to call it fucking, putting my prick in your cunt. Truth is, ”(I hesitated just a second or two)” I want more than to fuck you. I also want you to fuck me. I want to use my fingers on you and my mouth on you as well as my prick, I want to explore your body – all of it, every hair and every orifice. Sorry, as you can see that’s one hell of a wish-list. It’s a lot to ask for but do understand, the last thing I want to do is upset you or to hurt you in any way. So, you tell me what it is you want and, if it’s important to you, what you don’t want as well.”

“OK. I’m up for most things though I don’t do pain. I must warn you, I am quite obsessed with cleanliness and I don’t do pain and sex, so no BDSM. But I do want you to give my whole body a thorough going over. Given, what we spoke about on the phone, I do not want to get pregnant. I don’t want to be fucked by a bit of rubber so condoms are out and I can’t take the pill – my body won’t tolerate it. So, please, don’t come inside me. I’m not that bothered where you splash your stuff as long as its not inside my cunt.”

“All that’s fine. But there’s one thing I need to get clear – I think talking sex is a must. Don’t be offended when I talk filth, it can be pretty raw. And, if I’m honest I’d really like it you joined in. I think it would make sex better – I mean more enjoyable – for both of us. I don’t mean polite table-talk -What I’m talking about is real, deep down filth - No holds barred. Are you OK with that or is it a problem?”

“Absolutely no problem. In fact, I think there is more chance that you may be offended by the way I talk sex and what I expect of you. OK if I go for a shower ?”

She showered. It was a summer afternoon. I stripped and with just boxer shorts I lay on the bed.

Emerging from the en suite shower Naomi announced, “I’ve thoroughly cleaned myself - Everywhere” she added – “All over”. She smiled enigmatically. I see you’ve got a tub of Aqueqs Cream on the side by the sink. Do you use that for sex?”

“No, I don’t. I never thought of it. Is it good”

“It’s great. It’s not oily or sticky and when it gets mixed with. ...something liquid... water, or whatever it’s superb as a lubricant – you can just wipe it away with a towel or something that you can then throw in the wash. Maybe I’ll show you later” She winked.

She took the towel away and stood there stark naked. 22 years old and beautiful. The same youthful vision I remembered from years earlier when I first saw her naked: about 5ft 5, athletically slim with small tits she had he body of a 15 or 16 year old. I sat up, reached out taking her hand she willingly lay down beside me.

“Well” I asked, “where do you propose we start?

“Hey. I’m the guest, you’re the host and it’s the host that arranges all the games and entertainment.”

“Ah, But this is less like an hotel and more like a rehabilitation sanctuary. I see my principal task as providing for your carnal needs and wishes.”

“My carnal needs?” she mockingly responded. “Looking at that” she said pointing to the growing bulge in my boxers, “I reckon your carnal need is for elasticated pants. Ok. Serious then, how about we start with each of us agreeing to do something that is to do with sex, that we’ve not done before.”

“ Mm, that’s a seriously good idea.” I agreed, “I have an idea for me but it will have to wait for later on today, Do you know what yours is?”

Yes. I guess it’s very much a girly thing but lying here naked next to you it seems the obvious thing though I’m not sure how I’m going to handle it.”

There was silence. I waited to find out what it was. She turned her big brown eyes on me. “I want to masturbate while you watch me. I’ve never masturbated in front of a guy – at least, not without him doing something like the same. You’ll be the first I go solo with.”

Our kiss was less passion and more a statement of raw lust.

We pulled slightly apart, she on her back, me on my side watching as her thin-fingered hand moved down to her cunt.

She hesitated momentarily. “I think this might be more difficult than I thought. When I masturbate at home it’s usually with porn or some fantasy in my head. It’s different here.”

“OK, Tell me the sort of fantasies you like having when you do it. For instance, with me it is young girls,

“Well I suppose it’s quite similar for me. I often imagine sex with a virgin teenage boy.”

“Let’s go slow and use your imagination. Let’s see if we can work on that fantasy. Imagine a lovely15 or 16 year-old boy who has just knocked on the door to your flat. Go nice and slow. Think about what’s happening. Suppose this boy wants to get you to contribute to something charitable or community based in your area. Think what he looks like. Think what you think his body might be like without clothes. You bend down to get money from your purse that is in your bag on the floor. You know what you are doing - you see him take the opportunity to look down the top of your baggy t- shirt, You make to give him the money but as you do you lean across and ask if he liked what he saw, He is confused and embarrassed You pretend to fumble with the money which falls to the floor. You are wearing baggy shorts and as he gathers the scattered coins he can’t resist looking up hoping for a glimpse of heaven ‘Want to see more horny young man? why not come in and I might let you see it - even touch it and play with it.” You tell him this as you lead him by the hand to the bedroom. On reaching the bed you turn smartly, get down on your knees and undo and pull down his jeans, Your hand is on his prick – 15 year-old’s pink, firm prick already oozing liquids – throbbing.

”How’s that?” I ask

“For God’s sake, don’t stop – go on. Are you imagining, as well? Are you rubbing yourself”

“No, I’m getting totally turned on watching your fingers rubbing poking and prodding your wet cunt”

“Good – it makes it even better knowing it’s not just me, but both of us are enjoying it.”

“What’s next? I have to have it – he’s gorgeous -I’ve got to have him. I must have his throbbing pink prick – in my cunt – he’s gonna...“

“Yes Naomi. You are lying down on your back and he’s naked and kneeling down between your open legs, He is slim and dark-skinned but you know no more : your eyes are focused. You see just his cock sticking out and pointing towards your cunt and his balls. You put your hand out and stroke his prick – No!, you rub it hard in your hand, Your fingers tug it cuntwards towards your wet hole. But It would be too good, too impetuous to let it slip into your urgent warm wetness sucked in by your desperate needs. That would be to rush it. You want to enjoy this sweet, desirable act made all the more exciting because you are transgressing the rules and seducing this youth. So you prolong the beautiful agony of an anticipated orgasm and you bend the pink shaft of the boy’s cock and rub it side to side across the swollen lips that protect the passage in. Now you rub it up and down feeling it scrape against your cunt lips and clit Holding it tight you carry on using his prick to pleasure you, allowing it an inch or two further in, deep enough that you can just about hear it and enjoy the squelch of your juices. Both of you are staring, unblinking at the sight of his penis rubbing against your vagina. Just then he looks up at you and you read his eyes. He’s on the edge. He thinks he’s going to cum - going to wet your flesh with his white sperm. You react immediately. You raise your right arm and place your hand firmly on his chest, palm facing outwards, holding him back. Shocked he stops motionless. You reach down and with the same right hand you firmly grasp his prick which is already starting to deflate, You look in his eyes and warn him – “Stop! Don’t you dare spurt – not till I say so.” You know you haven’t got long before he loses control You take his hand and put it on your wet cunt. Touch it” you tell him, “Lick it “ you say, “Stick your fingers in. Get your prick and rub it. Make it all wet with my juices. They’re fuck juices – yes fuck juices to help you fuck me. That’s what you’ve got to do. That’s what I want but first I want to suck it – just a bit. That pretty prick – here, let me suck it, yes suck it and stroke those cute little balls hanging down – this may be forbidden, taboo and a crime but I’ve got to have it. Come here, tell me how it feels as I lick and suck and stroke. You think that’s amazing ? Now dip it in - push it up my vagina. See it slips in. You think it’s too small. Don’t be silly. I don’t like big ones up there. You’re young fresh stiff prick is just what I want. I want to feel it pushing in, leaving me then thrusting back - for just as long as you can – just keep doing it – it’s fucking – real fucking and I’m gonna drown you in juices, I can’t stop watching it go in and out of my cunt. I’m coming – you’ve made me cum. Pull out ! I wanna watch you spurt – yes, that’s it keep it going – lots and lots of white splashing on my cunt and my tummy -keeps me cumming, keeps me cumming.”

Naomi lay back temporarily exhausted. After a minute or two, she looked at me and smiled.

“That, without question, was the best masturbatory orgasm I’ve ever had – and believe me I’ve had lots of masturbation in my life. But you talking me through the fantasy somehow made it so much more vivid and real and certainly more exciting. So what’s your sexual ‘first-timer’ going to be?”

“To be honest, I’m a little embarrassed to talk about it. To start with it’s very unfair because it will depend on your active consent. But also I think you may not believe it is actually a “first” for me.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much about me – I consent to most things!”

“You said it really made it good – better then ever before you said – when I talked you through your masturbatory fantasy. Do you think it could work the other way round – you talking through my fantasy? I mean, it’s basically the same taboo type fantasy with an underage boy or girl? I enjoyed talking you through it – maybe you’d enjoy it.”

“I don’t know. I don’t think for a moment I will be able to do it as well as you did it for me. You have imagination and you express thinks well. I don’t think I could be that good.”

“That’s rubbish. I think you are extremely imaginative and very articulate. And what’s more, I think you are very perceptive and over the years you have built up a pretty good idea of the appallingly deviant fantasies that I conjure up.”

“OK, then. I’ll give it a go!”

We both lay on our sides facing each other. Without taking her eyes off my hand stroking my prick, she remarked that it was hard to stop her fingers from joining in.

“She is 13 years old. She’s come into Gatwick off a flight from Jamaica. She is by herself. The family members supposed to meet her have not turned up. She has been held and looked after by the airport police. She has no place to go. Social Services, for whom you work, have phoned to ask if you and your partner can look after her for a day or two while they sort out the situation. You have driven to the airport, picked up the child and signed all the legal papers. You did not mention that your partner was away for 3 days visiting her aged mother. Your first thoughts are sympathy for the child, alone and deserted in a foreign country. On the other hand she seems happy enough. She looks very young – but cute. She is just about 5 feet tall. She is wearing tight jeans that suggest a neat bum and a loose top that denies any estimate of her breasts. Arriving at your home, you sit the girl on the settee in the lounge and go to the kitchen to make something for her to eat and drink. In the car she has told you that her name is Mia and she has been sent to England by her aunt to protect her from her uncle who was abusing her. She eats the cheese and tomato sandwich you have prepared and gulps down a glass of coke. You sit yourself opposite her. You ask her polite questions while she is eating and, when finished, she leans over the arm of the settee to answer you. As she does so, her small but apparently firm breasts protrude which, together with the smile on her face, encourages you to think that there is something sexually provocative in Mia’s manner.

It is time for her to get cleaned up after her long journey. She has a bag with just minimal clothing so you suggest that she has a bath and you will put her dirty clothes in the wash. You will put them on the radiators and they should be dry to wear tomorrow. You run her a bath.You show her the bathroom and tell her to undress and while she gets in the bath you take her dirties to the washing machine, but not without a good look at the briefly naked Mia. You register small tits pretty face, luscious mouth, tight-hair covered cunt, fantastic tight little arse. You put the dirties in the washing machine. Sexually excited and curious, you return to the bathroom. You offer to wash her back. You don’t wait for an answer. Soon your hands, fingers and nails are gently scratching her brown juvenile skin from shoulder down to the top of her bum. Your fingers wander round the front and start stroking then squeezing then massaging her solid tight little tits with their hardening little nipples.. She is vulnerable. You know it but can’t help yourself. You are soaping her tits. You wash off the soap. You stand her up in the bath, you lean across and start sucking them, your tongue frantically rubbing the nipples. She begins to make sounds, little noises, gentle murmurs of enjoyment. You move your hands down. With one hand you are gently soaping her cunt. You tell her softly that she must be clean all over. Your other hand is supposedly on her bottom to hold her steady but your fingers make stealthy progress until all four are embedded deep in the crack between her firm little buttocks. In front your soaping has reached the point where you have found her tiny clit, fingered it and now you are pushing deeper inside her cunt. Mia may be young but she appears to be a willing participant – a child of thirteen but enjoying fingers that play with her cunt and others that explore her bum. And it’s that beautiful, brown, smooth-skinned tight little arse that is now drawing you in. You turn her around and make her bend over resting her arms on the side of the bath and you start to clean her bum. You wash it thoroughly – all over – but especially you tell her that to wash it properly you must push your finger in there and wash it – in and out. This is where you wanted to be. This tiny dark bum is yours for the taking. To explore it with your fingers is a sexual pleasure beyond description. You have made it perfectly clean, so clean you want to kiss it – to lick it. But, cleaning done, you help the girl-child out of the bath, wrap a towel around her, roughly dry her then sit her on the side of the bed. She seems happy. Dry now, she looks at you enquiringly. You are standing in front of her. Does she know by instinct or has she been taught? She uses both hands to reach in front of her and pulls down your shorts. She feasts her eyes on your prick and balls before tentatively touching then stroking them. You gasp. A second later her mouth has engulfed the head of your prick. She is sucking. The other hand is caressing, playing, juggling your balls. It is all too much. You have to feel Mia’s cunt. First look at it. Next touch it – already damp. Then her clit. Tickle it. Next your tongue – licking, sucking, layers of saliva on layers of cunt juices that have begun to seep out of her tiny young cunt. These are the first warnings that her body is taking over - sensible thinking is no longer possible. The little girl is no longer in charge of herself – her body is doing it all – her bum is coming up off the bed in jerky movements. She’s been here before with her uncle. She knows what must happen next. She has barely spoken a word since she got naked for her bath. Now, from the back of her throat comes a plea – again perhaps taught her by her uncle - ”fuck me”. You know she wants, needs a prick up her cunt. You are being invited into a warm and wet little girl’s cunt. Enter. Fill her. Put it in – your stick of flesh your hard penis – thrust it in - no – right in right up inside her. She is throbbing. Her cunt, her arse are in perpetual motion. Oh God the child is cumming – having an orgasm. But that’s not what you want, You slip your wet trembling prick out of her tight adolescent cunt, turn her round and place her on all fours with her face pressed to the mattress and her arse sticking up, the cheeks already beginning to spread. This is what you really want. This is the ultimate goal of your obscene desires. You have a delicious 13 year old bum open in front of you. You are as little in control as her. You bend down and lick her. Your tongue gently caresses all round the crinkled outside flesh before you pull her cheeks apart to allow it to explore just a little inside. In a matter of seconds you feel her relax. That’s it! You know she wants it. You think you can hear her moaning and begging for it. You hold your prick and place it where the traces of your saliva remain. Come on now. This is what you really want isn’t it? Go on push it in. Push your thick cock into her wet arsehole – fuck her arse. Feel it. Embedded. Right in. Then once, twice you thrust now right up and you explode in the 13 year old’s arse.”

For a good minute nothing is said. Then I admit...

“Jesus bloody well wept! That was truly fantastic. You know me so well, you make me feel totally exposed. Every little detail was so correct – like you could see into my head and read ahead, predict my desires, my concerns and my darkest thoughts.

“Good. You enjoyed it just like I did. When you came it was pretty powerful. I don’t know if you realised but you stretched and pushed out so a load of your cum landed on my belly. Never mind, I’ll use this towel to wipe it up. I’d really like to clean up if that’s OK – just a quick wash down under the shower.”

“Of course. And then when you come back here I can taste you and see just how clean you are.”

“But of course you can. Though I sort of think you’re gonna find me still pretty dirty. In fact thinking of it, I’m probably going to come out of this shower filthy dirty. So dirty you’re going to have to use your mouth as well as your fingers to clean me up.”

“ A prospect I shall relish.”

I lay back on the bed and thought of what bodily delights awaited me. A minute or two passed. To my surprise(and gratification) I felt my penis begin to stir – not what I could boast was an erection, more a pleasing expansion.

Naomi reappeared still drying herself, towel manipulated to reach the crevices between her thighs, front and back. Finally, she let the towel fall to the floor and clambered on to the bed, right knee first, then left, Kneeling by my side, me on my back, she looked at my penis, smiled and quietly, as she moved, remarked “I hope you’re up to this”.

I smiled at the warning but it was a smile that lasted only a few seconds as Naomi, still kneeling, clambered across me. She carefully adjusted her position until finally she knelt with her cunt directly over my mouth. It was sufficiently close that, as she made slight adjustments, the lips of her cunt brushed the lips of my mouth.

Any description of the sublime sexual pleasure I had in those first few moments tasting and toying with Naomi’s cunt is beyond words. How long and in how many ways I licked, sucked and rubbed I have little or no memory. Her cunt was divine. After a while she moved. She lay down beside me, on her back.

“I thought you said that after the shower you would be dirty” I objected, as I used the sheet to wipe her cunt juices from around my mouth.

“Right! Get down there” She pointed at her cunt and at the same time spread her legs a little further apart. “go on. Now lick it, Suck it. Put your tongue up it, Yes! Better. Use your fingers. finger me, Keep licking – good – fingers tickle my arse “ So saying Naomi raised her bum off the bed and straddled her legs across my shoulders. “That’s it! More, lick me under there. Naughty dirty, filthy licks. ,, that.’s good...your tongue is electric,,, yes, yes,,, that’s it....put it back in my cunt, my pussy, my vagina. ..lick me some more,, ,, your fingers. ....fucking hell,. ..your fingers. ..they’re stretching me apart... I know – I can feel it...I’m sure you’re sticking one in me... OH God yes... tongue in my cunt and finger up my arse,,, finger-fucking my precious little bum...Don’t stop....not now....keep going...Lick me, finger me....faster,, , and faster....I;m losing,,, , losing control...I’m cumming, yes,, , sweet jesus,,, my cunt..., my arse,, , you’ve done me. Let me go. You’ve abused me enough. You’ve made me cum. I’m fucked.”

Naomi collapsed. She just fell forwards. Our bodies lay entangled in preposterous positions. My hand reached out and stroked the soft, succulent deep brown flesh of Naomi’s bum, still provocatively firm and disgustingly desirable. I was hard and I was struggling to stop myself from molesting this incredibly beautiful, desirable body. I could make out minute bubbles of perspiration across her shoulders and down her back. She disentangled her body from mine and lay on her back. The wet all round her vagina, my saliva and her juices was a reminder of the oral delights of a few moments earlier. Yet, as I looked up at her face and saw her eyes were closed, I knew I could not do what my body yearned to do. It could ruin the day. I must wait for a prompt from her before I could dare to fulfil my urge to violently fuck her.

We both dozed, for perhaps half an hour or more, The heat and the brightness of the day were giving way to a soft evening, Naomi stirred. In a smooth movement that seemed natural and unrehearsed her two hands came down and softly, one each, held my penis and my testicles, Almost dreamily, she observed,

“S’evening and you haven’t fucked me yet”.In the same quiet, slightly mocking tone, she added, “a girl’s needs are a must. A gentleman, needs must oblige.” This was uttered as if it was an irrefutable fact about the world – one that only by accident related to ourselves, She took a further thirty seconds, apparently considering the conclusion to which her philosophy led her, before deciding to share her wisdom.

“C’mon Fuck me, teacher.”

I moved over to lie between her splayed legs. I took my prick, placed it a little more than 2 centimetres inside her cunt and then, while looking down into her Her eyes, I pushed gently and I slid into her.

“All the way” she sighed, closing her eyes.

We lay that way for a good minute, my rigid, greedy prick motionless inside her.

“You know” she spoke as if she had just woken up and was observing her world, “You know, you are the first man – no ! Forget that – you are the oldest man I have ever had sex with. You are old enough to be my father.” My response was immediate...

“Perhaps the two facts are connected?” I added an exclamation mark, withdrawing and thrusting swiftly back in.

“Yes”, Naomi added “You’re right. Younger men tend to come too early.” And then, tongue in cheek, she added, “ I guess as you get older it’s more of an effort to ejaculate, so it takes longer and that way the girl gets more pleasure.” She smiled and put her hand down and cupped my balls as if she were weighing or just assessing them as worthy of the task. This time, only the faintest of smiles remained as she gasped her plea.

“Fuck me Mr Teacher. Fuck me like I was still your student. Fuck me hard ‘cos you loved it when I was Year 11 and wore that little girl’s school uniform and you knew, even then, my knickers were wet thinking of it. Then in the Sixth Form, you couldn’t take your eyes off my arse wrapped tight in blue jeans. And now it’s good isn’t it? Fucking my open cunt. Slipping in and out. Look how wet you’ve made it. “So saying she lifted her legs and slung them over my shoulders. “Go on – pump me – pound me. Remember the little black schoolgirl? Look what you’re making her do. She’s dripping her fuck juices all over your white prick and balls. Yeh. I know what you want. You want to fuck me from behind so you can come up close to that arse you have wanted to lick, maybe to fuck. Later Teacher. Later, before we sleep. I can’t move now. I’m fucking. I’m getting closer...”

“I understand. I’m watching, looking, staring at my prick slipping in and out of your beautiful, juicy cunt. Well you are the filthy, dirty sexy schoolgirl I dreamed of. But what I’m doing to you is not some kind of punishment. Not at all. Feel this.” I push hard in and out two or three times. “Look at my prick and balls they’re covered in your juices. I’m doing this because I love doing it. Love fucking you. Love your body. I love watching you here, beneath me, shaking and squirming, biting your lips and begging for more without uttering a word. I want to watch you enjoying it, loving fucking. I want you to come. I want you to come as I carry on thrusting my prick in and out of your cunt. I want to watch you feel and devour every second of your orgasm. I am going to carry on like this and when you come I shall not withdraw and spurt my cum outside your cunt. I shall keep it in for every second of your orgasm but I shall not come – that’s a promise. Trust me.” Naomi’s body relaxed for a second or two but then started to gyrate as she tried every angle to maximize the feeling of my prick inside her. At last she relaxed somewhat.

“Remember earlier? This is a little like that” I told her. “You can look down and watch if you want, ‘cos I’m going to fuck you. But don’t stop listening.....

“This is my prick entering your cunt. You have the body of a teenage girl. You are, if you want to be, still a teenage girl. Your body is young, supple and made for sex. You want a prick to caress and stroke your cunt. Feel it doing just that. You’re never quite certain that every time it exits that it will return, But, there you are, see? It’s back. Back rubbing and caressing, drawing out those sweet lubricating fuck juices. I’m in again – feel it – as far in as we can go. Put you fingers down and feel how every millimetre of my prick is embedded inside your young, wet greedy little cunt. Now feel, feel every second as my prick is fucking you again, out and then in again. And...

“Please. Don’t stop. It’s good keep it fucking me. Keep your prick fucking my cunt. I need it. I am,, , oh shit...am I wetting myself... oh help me....fuck me. ..I’m coming. That’s it. ..go on...harder faster...fuck me. Keep it there....don’t leave me....keep fucking I’m coming....still coming...keep fucking. .. let me feel it daddy---go on fuck me...through my fingers into my cunt..,. yes,. ..OH God.”

“Jesus, you’re still in me. Have you...?”

“No. I kept my promise.”

“You kept going, fucking me all the way through without coming. I do apologise. I was so selfish.”

“Don’t be silly. There’s absolutely nothing to be sorry for. I did what I wanted and it gave me incredible pleasure. I felt you orgasm underneath me. I watched your beautiful face as it was engulfed by the exquisite pleasure of reaching a climax. It was truly a sight so amazing and one I will treasure for the rest of my life.”

While Naomi recovered and, once more showered herself clean, I prepared a very small, light apero. We snacked on some water biscuits seared with a thin coating of Philadelphia and topped with smoked salmon. I opened a fresh bottle of Pouilly and we had a glass each. We chatted of times past and remembered experiences. By the time we returned to the bedroom it was long past ten o’clock. The French countryside air was still warm and fragrant and the only sound came from the cicadas. We kissed fondly, appreciating each other.

“Your prick is hard/I’m not sure but I think I can feel your pulse in it. I know, earlier, you said you enjoyed watching me argasm but it was very kind and considerate of you to hold back. I think holding your prick like this, it is telling me it still has needs and wants.”

Nothing is said. We lie there. Her hand slowly, almost absent-mindedly strokes my prick. I have a hand gently touching her nipples and caressing her ebony belly.

“It’ll be your first time?”

“How do you know?”

“Because I know enough about you and the sort of relationships you have had – or to be more exact, From what you’ve told me over the years, I know the sort of women you have been with. I know their expectations, what they want in bed and what they daren’t do in bed. Oh my! Would life be worth living if it got out that they did that? Let me guess: on a good number of occasions they have allowed you to rub it up and down between their bum cheeks and plenty of your ejaculations have been smeared right across their middle class arses But I wouldn’t mind betting that it was invariably you that was expected to clean it up – and probably not speak about what you’d been doing.”

“Not totally true....but close.2

“Whatever, - Times they are a Changing. Let me tell you something that happened earlier today. It was something very trivial at the time but I Iet it pass and you didn’t clock it. Shortly after we came indoors around midday we started touching each other. Your fingers were exploring. They crept pass my cunt up towards my bottom, You moved us around so you could see for yourself what your fingers were doing. You dared to put a gentle probing finger up my arse. I let you. Because that was what I wanted, I wanted you to do more.. I didn’t have the balls to ask for more. I guess you thought you had already penetrated further than I would think acceptable. So, at that moment it went no further. How do I tell you Mr Teacher, Mr Know All, how do I tell you, master, maybe daddy, how do I tell you that was what I wanted most of all. I wanted you to keep doing that with your fingers. Yes, I wanted you to lick me, to push your tongue as far in as you could. I wanted you to climb on me and push your prick in and out of my willing bum. That moment earlier today made no difference to our love-making, intercourse, sex, fucking – call it what you want. It has been an amazing experience – talking, stroking, fucking all day long. Now, to end it, embarrassed as you might be, you are going to have anal sex. You are going to fuck the pretty little arse that I am so proud of. You’re going to fuck it and this time no holding back. I want every ounce of your semen and I want it inside, not splashed all over my shiny black skin. So, maybe I’m begging or maybe, I’m just trying to make it easier for you. Doesn’t matter. I’m here not just because I wanted to come but because you wanted me to come. So now, you must fulfil that deep supposedly obscene desire and fuck that woman up her arse. Because now you know she wants it. She wants your stiff, pink prick to fuck her arse, Fuck it good. Bring her off and spurt up her arse.”

“Looking at you like this, lying there with what must be the most beautiful bum in the world facing me, I’d really love to lick you from behind.”

Naomi’s answer was a soft “Mmm” as if she had just been offered her favourite sweet. It was followed by the most gentle of bum wiggles. In a single lithe movement she twisted round so she was kneeling, her bottom protruding into space, lightly glistening in the moonlight that generously illuminated the bedroom. With rather unbecoming haste I crawled behind, tugged her bum cheeks apart and began tasting her. At first, like a dog my tongue lapped up and down her crack, perhaps loitering just a fraction of a second as it passed her anal entrance. Soon noises of approval encouraged me as myb tongue sought ever more more intimate intrusion. Holding her cheeks apart soon became tugging them forcibly to allow my tongue ever more penetration. As my tongue grew weary, my fingers took over, I was finger fucking Naomi with a forceful but steady rhythm. I stopped momentarily to reach bedside and gather a good fingerful of the cream Naomi had brought in earlier.

“There. Gently..., gently Spread it all over. Yes, gently like that. Oh lovely that feels so good. It’s cool and creamy, soft and wet – oh so gentle so gentle and caressing and stroking as your finger pushes it in. It’s like you are stroking, perhaps masturbating my bum. Softly like when you stroke your prick out of sight, fingering, late at night your fingers rubbing up and down caressing then stroking then jerking your prick. Is that what you’re doing to my arse? Are you wanking me? Stroke it all along between my bum cheeks. Yes, that’s nice, - a little bit of extra stroking. Gorgeous. Oh yes! Mmm. Your finger, more. Keep doing it. Oh God that’s so good. It goes in and out so easy, so natural. Next, your prick.”

It was becoming obvious Naomi was in charge, dictating the course of events.

“Fuck me mister. Fuck my arse. I’ll teach you how. S’easy. Just do as you are told. Now put it in and pull it out. I need to be fucked. Just stick it in. Go on. Right in. Now this time, leave it there.”

For a few seconds we remained motionless, she on her knees, her face flat on the bed and her beautiful, bum poking outwards and upwards with my prick embedded inside it. Then, with no more warning than a gentle grunt, she moved forwards from her hips and as she did so, my prick started to emerge, slip out. Then, again without warning, and just as my prick was about to completely emerge, came a thrust backwards towards me. Without any help from me, my prick slipped back inside. I realised that, short of bringing matters to an untimely halt, I had to flow with the action. My only alternative was to allow my body to take over. I joined her as she moved back and forth on my prick. In sync with her, I slipped out and slipped back in. But with increasingly forceful thrusts I was able to slow the pace. Partly. I needed to be more in control of my inevitable ejaculation, but, much more important, I wanted to enjoy every tingling, lustful, disgusting moment of this perverted act. I started to hold Naomi with a hand on each hip. This gave me the leverage to pull her back towards me while, at the same time, I could push forwards slowly but deeper inside her

“How’s that? It’s an extraordinary sight from here. The end of my prick – the round bit at the end and another inch or so has disappeared, very gently, without any resistance, inside your bum. I don’t have the words to tell you what it’s like, the urge, the imagined taste, the fragrance, the silk skin of your bottom the tingles on my prick as it passes through your arse into the very centre of you. I start to penetrate further. My prick has a natural, inborn urge to fuck. I have to shaft your bum, this phenomenal piece of flesh. Never was a bum more made for fucking. This is truly the most sensational physical feeling of my entire life, Watching my prick fucking your bum is the most exciting thing I’ve ever watched. Here I go again.... I mustn’t hurt you but I have to do it again I must pull you back like this on to my prick as I push forward and thrust into your arse. I must fuck your sweet juicy cute little arse more and more.2

“Again” you plead, “ Do that again. Oh, God, That’s so good. Move it like that again. Go on -you push forward as I push back. Don’t stop – push it in. Go on -push your prick – ok, oh - a bit more. Go on In! Go on Fuck my arse. I think I’m gonna cum. Yes pump me. Fuck my arse. I’ve got my fingers up my cunt. I’m frigging my cunt while you fuck my bum, Oh God. Oh! It can’t’ be long I’m about to cum - my bum my cunt – all wet and hot and slippy – your prick is tingling my bum and your fingers are scraping my flesh. Ok – I surrender. Just spurt. Just cum and put me out of this amazing pain. I’m devastated. Crumpled. Totally fucked.”

“Just hold it a moment beautiful, I am looking at the most amazing sight - my rigid prick slowly going in and out of your sweet little arse-hole. There. Feel that. I’m thrusting all the way in. I can see my prick disappearing. And now coming out again. I’m losing control. I’m ready. Just fuck, fuck, fucking your cute little bum and fucking it and cumming spurting sticking all of my cum up your tiny bum, Yes.”

“Naomi ! I’’m cumming.”

“GO on, Do cum. Cum while I’m cumming. Go on stick it in. Go on put it up my bum. I need it – I need your filthy fat prick in my sweet black arse. Now do it - Fuck my arse- yes – like that – that’s right push it in and out – like with my cunt. Yes Go On right in – and out - now fuck – go on fuck – oh yes, that’s it – my bum is swallowing all you white cum.”

The next morning was again sunny. With the sun making the bedroom blindingly bright Naomi lay with her back to me and with only a handful of words being exchanged, she gave permission for me to relieve the pleasant pain of my morning erection with a rather perfunctory rear-entry fuck. Naomi, like the boiled eggs we had for breakfast, remained unfertilised as my seed was spread along the narrow path between her bum cheeks.

On the way to the airport we chatted intermittently, both of us agreeing that the visit had been a beautiful experience. I thought that the events of the previous day and night had drawn a line under our relationship. But before she left, Naomi told me of a cousin, a girl, a little younger than her, who, even more than Naomi, was obsessed with sex. Naomi thought I might like to meet her. Apparently, her mission is to find as many ways, places and circumstances in which to achieve an orgasm. I said that sounded interesting and did Naomi know if she had ever achieved it in a swimming pool. “Not sure” said Naomi. My suggestion that perhaps next summer Naomi would like to bring along her cousin for a visit and a swim in the pool.

So that was the summer of ‘25. Summer ‘26 ???