Laura wasn't thrilled about this request, but she was determined to learn how to please her man. She opened her mouth wide, moved her head forward, and felt the head of his broad penis entering her mouth. Contrary to her expectations, it wasn't vile tasting; it was just skin, much like a finger, and surprisingly not unpleasant at all.

With about 3 inches in her mouth, William instructed her to close her mouth and start moving back and forth without using her teeth. Laura complied, continuously moving her head forward, gradually taking more of him into her mouth.

William warned her not to go too far to avoid making her gag. Despite the initial reluctance, Laura found the task surprisingly bearable and kept going. Remembering to use her tongue to keep it moist, she eventually accommodated his entire member in her mouth, hearing him groan.

Removing him from her mouth, she asked, "Did I hurt you?"

He grinned at her and said, "Laura, you're one hell of a woman. Nobody's ever taken all of me into her mouth like that. You nailed it on your first try. Do it again, until I finish."

She put him back in her mouth, moving back and forth until she felt his member expanding in her throat. Panic set in as she couldn't breathe, but suddenly, she felt hot pulses of liquid shooting down her throat as William roared. Removing him from her throat, she said, "I am sorry, William, I didn't mean to hurt you."

He kissed her passionately, so hard he thought he might have bruised her lips. "What makes you think you hurt me?"

"I heard you yell in pain. I know I did something wrong."

"Laura, if you did that any more right, I could rent you out for a grand an hour."

"You mean like a prostitute?"

"Yes, dear, like a prostitute. That's how damn amazing that felt to me. You didn't hurt me. The scream you heard was pure joy and happiness. Now it's your turn to scream in happiness. Come up here, and I'll show you how."

She hopped onto the bed to join him, and he pulled her petite breasts against his chest. Planting a sweet kiss on her lips, he swiftly turned her over onto her back, instructing, "Relax and let your body feel what's happening."

Starting with gentle kisses on the top of her head, his right hand explored her breast. She was still tense as he moved to kiss her eyes, and he assured her, "Relax; you'll love what I'm about to do."

Laura started to unwind as he reached her ears, tickling one with his fingers while biting and licking the other. Her hands wrapped around him, her body heating up, and moisture between her legs began to flow. It was a sensation she had never felt before, and he promised much more.

Moving down to her neck, he left little love bites. Traveling up to her chin, he covered her lips with his. As their passion intensified, Laura's desire reached new heights. She started to sweat, and that sensitive spot in her slit began to itch. It needed attention, but she couldn't reach it. With his body covering hers, she began moving her hips and widening her thighs in an attempt to rub her vagina against his leg. The craving needed satisfaction desperately, but he was in the wrong place, and she couldn't align her center between his legs.

William played with her breasts, and she couldn't take it anymore. She pleaded, "Help me, please, William; I need you to help me."

"Tell me, Laura; tell me what you want me to do?"

"I need you to touch me, there, William, please touch me, there."

"Where is 'there,' Laura? You have to be more specific."

"William, I need you to touch me between my legs; it itches so badly."

"What itches so badly, Laura?"

"Dammit, William, my vagina itches."

"We can play this game all night, Laura. I will not help you until you tell me what else it is called."

"It is my pussy; my cunt. Are you happy now?"

"Yes, Laura, now I am going to take your cunt and your brain to heaven."

William continued kissing down her body, keeping his promise. He moved his hand down to her pussy, separated her lips, and played with her clit. As soon as his thumb pressed on it, her hips arched up to increase the pressure. She humped her hips against his thumb until she screamed. Thinking she had peed on the bed, she was embarrassed. She covered her face and tried to roll away from him.

William asked her, "What is the matter?" And

She said, "I peed on the bed."

"Laura, you did not pee on the bed. You had an orgasm, and you came all over the bed."

"I still should get a towel and clean up the mess I made."

"Do you think that is the only time you are going to cum tonight?"

"I don't know, William. I am new to all this."

"Then let me tell you, dearest one. That orgasm was the first of many you will have over the course of tonight and all of this weekend."

"You are going to need to change your sheets."

"No, dear, when you're staying in a fancy hotel, they change the sheets for you. Now, where was I? Oh, yes, I was right about here." He kissed her on her belly button, blew air into it, and made a very funny sound.

Laura grabbed his head and laughed. She stopped laughing a few moments later when his mouth entered the top of her curls. Her hair was very fair around her vagina, not very dense, so you could easily see her skin through every inch of it. His tongue made her feel very wanton. As he crested her pubic bone, she took a big breath and held it because she knew what was coming. She felt him lick the lips on each side of her treasure. Then he delved straight into the middle of it. It was like his tongue had eyes. For the second time, as soon as his tongue entered her slit, he hit her clitoris. She arched her hips up to greet it. She felt a finger slide down her lips until it found the spot she was leaking from, and felt it slide inside her. It was the first thing ever to enter that passage, and it was very strange. He withdrew it from her, and suddenly, she found herself with two fingers inside her, and it stretched her to a point where it hurt.

William did not enter her very deep because he did not want to disturb her hymen. His fingers played around the very edge of her pussy, but still, she began to react like a woman on fire.

As his mouth moved lower, so did his fingers. As his tongue entered her weeping hole, she arched upward because the sensation blew her mind. She didn't realize until seconds later that he had put a finger into her ass.

When she did, she said, "William, no, take it out, it is dirty in there."

He brushed off her concern, pushing his finger deeper inside her ass. His tongue worked faster inside her vagina, and he rotated his thumb around her clit. Overwhelmed by these three simultaneous sensations, Laura screamed and came explosively again.

She was barely conscious when she opened her eyes and looked at William. "What happened to your face?"

"The same thing that happened to the bed happened to my face."

"I did that to you?"

"Yeah, Laura, it's amazing. You've got all this passion bottled up, and your body is finally letting it out. Lick my face and taste how incredible you are."

Laura replied, "I don't think so. I'll pass on that, if you don't mind."

"I do mind, Laura. You tasted me, I tasted you. Now I want you to taste yourself."

"Have you ever tasted yourself?"

"I tasted myself moments ago, when I kissed you, after the most delightful orgasm I've had in years."

Realizing she wasn't going to win this argument, she kissed him on his cheek and licked it at the same time. She said, "Tangy, a little salty, but with a little oregano, butter, oil, and garlic, you could serve it with linguine."

William chuckled, "If Michael slapped that recipe on the menu, he'd have guys queuing up for miles to eat at his joint. Though, I'm not sure how the health department would take it. They might insist on personally testing all the young ladies offering this special, and demand they shave off every bit of hair down there to keep it out of the food. But apart from that, I bet the recipe would get stellar reviews."

"William, you're so naughty."

"Laura, you're the one who cooked up the recipe. I warned you I was a bit of a pervert, but you're catching up to me fast."

"If you go around announcing that I'm the genius behind this recipe at school on Monday, I'd be the most popular virgin there."

"There's absolutely no way you're leaving this room without leaving a little something on this bed."

"And there goes another brilliant idea out the window."

"Before you start cooking up another brilliant idea, I'm gonna take care of that little piece of skin that makes you different from 99% of the gals your age."

"Why didn't I just keep my big mouth shut?"

"All I can say, Laura, is that when your big mouth was flapping, I sure loved it."

"You're a pervert."

"I did mention I was married before inviting you up to my room, right? I also mentioned I'm a bit of a pervert. No lies there."

"So, are you saying you never lie?"

"Nah, I lie all the time. But not to you. Big difference. Now, let's shift from talking to more hands-on education. Questions after the test."

"What..."

"Shhh... I said after the test." He started with gentle kisses on her lips, his hands exploring her skin, touching and probing, lovingly here and there. His lips moved down and suckled on her breasts, first one, and then the other, until their pink peaks stood at attention. His left hand journeyed over the slight bow of her belly and into the curls above her moist cleft. She began to moan as she became more and more excited at the prospect of what he was preparing her for. She couldn't believe that her underarms were an erogenous zone, but as he kissed up her side and reached there, she couldn't help but moan. His hand was now inside her again, and her fluids were dripping all over his fingers and down her backside. She never believed this was possible. His finger reached a little deeper, and her body reacted by moving back away from it. It was the first time she felt pain. She instantly knew her hymen was intact; so did he.

William peered down at her, saying, "Laura, I won't sugarcoat it; this is gonna hurt. No matter how much I try to ease it, you'll be in pain for a bit. Once I'm deep inside, the pain will fade, and you'll feel incredible. I promise, tomorrow you might recall the pain, but you'll remember the pleasure."

"William, I'll let you know tomorrow if you lied to me."

He positioned himself between her knees, urging her thighs as far apart as possible. Her petals opened, revealing the tiny opening with moisture trickling down. With his left hand, he guided the tip of his member to her entrance, gliding it up to her clit, circling it several times, and then back down to lubricate the head.

Observing her eyes, he noticed them transition from sky-blue to smoky gray. She was catching fire, but he aimed to turn it into a raging inferno before breaching her virginity. So, he repeated the process. He positioned the tip just inside that little hole, and her hips eagerly rose to meet him. Retracting, he slid his manhood up to her clit, teasing her by rubbing it against that little bundle of nerves. Her constant moans and hands beating on the sheets showed her mounting frustration. Thinking one more round would do it, he entered her a bit deeper this time. Her hips arched up once more, attempting to draw him in further. He pulled back, moving up to her clit and circling it again. Her groan morphed into a frustrated growl.

She looked at him and screamed, "Damn you, William!"

He flashed a grin at her, refusing to budge his member from her clit. If she had a gun, he figured she might shoot him right about now. Slowly, he slid his manhood down to her opening, inserting the head once again. Her hips rose in anticipation, but as she felt him pulling back, he sensed her relaxing and lowering her hips simultaneously. That's when he struck.

His mouth sealed over hers to muffle her scream as he tore through her virginity, thrusting his full length into her until the bulbous head hit her cervix. Her legs, no longer at her side, pounded on the bed due to the pain. She cried, and he attempted to kiss away the tears. They flowed for over a minute until she gained control. When she could speak again, she looked up at him and said, "Why didn't you just stab me in the stomach with a knife?"

He kissed her sweetly and replied, "I just did."

"That's not funny, William. I think you tore my insides apart."

"Laura, men and women have been doing this since Adam and Eve. This is how God intended it. The pain is gone forever. Let me show you how pleasurable life can be."

"If you move, so help me God, I will strangle you."

"I wonder how long you'll have to pray after you spill the beans to the priest in confession about what you did."

"I should never have told you that story."

"Can I move now?"

"I haven't won an argument with you yet. What makes you think I'd win this one?"

He began a slow back-and-forth motion, inching backward and then forward repeatedly. Surprisingly, she didn't complain, so he continued, moving further back each time. Sensing her lubrication, he felt her legs slide over his, but her hips remained still. He observed her eyes and kissed them, then watched her lips and kissed those too. His hand ventured down to her vagina, teasing her magic button, and he heard her exclaim, "Oh God!" His member was now drenched in her moisture, and he knew she'd just had a small orgasm. After that, she surrendered to him.

Her hips synchronized with his rhythm, her legs moved over his ass, and she clung to him tightly. He decided it was time for her to take charge. Swiftly, he turned over, and before she could comprehend, she was on top.

Taking to the new position effortlessly, she began bouncing up and down like a pro. She seized his hands, placing them on her breasts. Experimenting, she reached down between her legs, feeling him inside her. Her hand delved deeper, reaching her clit. Mentally saying, "Forget him," recalling the priest who had haunted her thoughts, she played with her newfound toy until she threw her head back, screamed, and climaxed again.

Placing her hands on William's chest, she moved her hips in every conceivable direction. Growing weary from the exertion and sweating profusely, she found herself back on her back. Knees by her ears, hips pointing skyward, he thrust into her like a roaring freight train. Her stomach tightened into a ball, different from the earlier orgasm. She gazed up at him, his lustful, almost dangerous eyes staring down. He yelled as streams of fluid poured into her.

Laura felt pulse after pulse of semen entering her unprotected womb, yet she didn't mind. He'd kept his promise, hadn't lied to her. If he had to leave soon, she'd have a part of him with her if he gave her his child. She would love it as she loved him. Glowing, she embraced the warmth of him sliding into her.