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Alex stood at Francesca’s front door at precisely noon, his cock already hard just from thinking about what was waiting for him inside the house.

The previous 24 hours had been the longest of his life; from the moment he’d left Francesca’s house the day before he’d been thinking about her. Shortly after arriving home he’d gone into his bedroom and immediately started playing with himself. His cock was caked with her juices and all it took was a little bit of spit on his hand and his cock was slick as hell within seconds.

Eyes closed, his mind focused on reliving what they’d just done together, Alex jerked off. He could picture Francesca in his mind’s eye with ease; the dark black hair cascading down, framing her gorgeous face, that tanned skin, those insane tits, her ridiculously long and sculptured legs. And her wet, perfect little pussy. That  most of all.

It hadn’t taken him long to cum, squirting his seed all over his bed sheets no more than a minute after starting. Including his time with Francesca he’d cum three times already on the day and he was sure there were a few more to go. He just had to make sure he saved some juice for the day after. According to Francesca it was only going to get better as they went on.

This anticipation was what fueled his cock on this, the second day of his sexual education. He had no idea what to expect from Francesca but had to think it was going to be even crazier than the day before, which had been pretty crazy indeed.

Alex rang the doorbell and took a step back. He could feel a big, stupid smile on his face but he didn’t even bother trying to wipe it off. He knew it wouldn’t be going anywhere no matter what. He was just too happy.

Francesca answered the door in a tiny little black dress that not only took Alex’s breath away, but simultaneously made him feel spectacularly underdressed in his collared shirt and khaki shorts. He could only stand and stare at her.

The dress played up Francesca’s sexiness to the max; her tits were spilling out, her legs seemed to go on forever, and the 3-inch heels she wore nearly brought her up to Alex’s height. With her silky dark hair flowing down over shoulders and the not-very-subtle makeup job she looked totally different than she had the day before. Just as hot, only in a slightly different way. Less elegant and more slutty.

“So what do you think?” Francesca asked, spinning in place so Alex could get a good look at her ass.

“I think I’m gonna cream my pants right here and now,” he said.

Laughing, Francesca took his hand and ushered him in. She led him past the couch and towards the stairs, looking back to flash him a smile every once in a while.

Alex’s eyes were locked onto Francesca’s ass working beneath her skimpy little dress as she made her way up the stairs ahead of him. It was all he could do to keep himself from reaching out and grabbing her ass cheeks. Or sticking his head between them. They were that inviting.

Once they reached the top of the stairs, she led him down the hall, stopping at the first door on the right. Opening the door, she ushered him inside the room.

It was an enormous master bedroom, complete with couches and a lounge chair surrounding a large-scaled entertainment system that included an 80-inch flatscreen and floor speakers that were almost as big as he was. Next to the TV was a fully stocked bar. On the other side of the room was a huge bathroom with a double-headed shower and a jacuzzi tub. A king-sized bed sat in the corner, buffered by a pair of dressers.

“So what’s on tap for today?” Alex asked after taking it all in.

“Today I’m going to get a taste of your overall abilities,” Francesca said. “Sort of a baseline test, to see where you need improvement. The first part will be a questionnaire.”

“Sounds like fun,” Alex said sarcastically.

“It’s not designed to be,” she said. “But it will be informative for me. And don’t worry, the second part will be more hands-on. But that will come later. For now, follow me.”

Francesca turned and headed towards the entertainment area. Alex followed like a dog at heel. He would follow that ass anywhere without any hesitation.

When they arrived at the other side of the room Francesca motioned towards the couch. “Lie down and make yourself comfortable.” She pointed at the side opposite the lounge chair, where a pillow was sitting. “Put your head over there.”

Alex did as he was told. The couch was dark leather and plush. Soft as hell. As was the pillow. He got comfortable quite easily.

Francesca walked over towards the entertainment center. She pulled a clipboard and a ball-point pen off one of the shelves, then picked up a pair of black-rimmed glasses and put them on. When she turned to face Alex again, his heart fluttered in his chest and his cock got a little bit harder.

Francesca saw the look on his face and smiled. “You like the glasses, huh?”

Alex nodded vigorously.

“Yeah, most guys do. That whole slutty librarian thing.”

“Exactly,” Alex said.

She walked back towards him and sat down in the lounge chair down by his feet. Francesca crossed her legs, forcing her skirt to ride up her leg, drawing his attention. He could almost see up her skirt. Almost, but not quite.

A few seconds later Alex realized that Francesca was watching him watch her. He lifted his head slightly, pausing just for a moment at her glorious tits—which were hanging out of her dress even more because of the position she was in—and settled in on her face. Once their eyes were once again locked, she resumed talking.

“As I was saying earlier,” she continued, “Based on yesterday, we know some of your general strengths and weaknesses. First of all, you have a very nice cock. Big but not too huge, plus it gets real hard, which is always a bonus. Second, you know how to use it. You’re not a pro by any means but you’re not an amateur either. Third, you can go multiple times in one day, which is always nice. And even nicer still is the fact that you don’t need a whole lot of time in between sessions before you’re ready to go. Also, you seem to actually be a pretty nice guy, which is great, and even though you’re a little shy, you’re not scared. All in all a pretty damn good place to start. As for areas that need general improvement: Stamina, for one. Confidence for another. And I’m sure we’ll have to make you more adventurous in bed. But those will come in time. What I need to find out today is some more specific things.”

“Like what?”

“Well, for example, how well do you eat pussy?”

“Are you asking me?”

Francesca nodded.

Alex shrugged. “I don’t really know. I’ve done it a couple of times, and the feedback I got was pretty good, but I doubt if the girls I was doing it too really knew the difference between good and bad head. I think they were just excited to have someone that was willing to do that to them.”

“Was it your idea or theirs?”

“It was mine with one, the other was theirs.”

“Did you like it?”

Alex’s face went red.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” Francesca said. “Just answer it truthfully.”

“Actually I kind of did,” Alex said. “It wasn’t my absolute favorite thing to do, but it was pretty fun.”

“Trust me, that’s a good thing,” Francesca said. “There is a serious dearth of men who eat good pussy, and even fewer that actually enjoy it. But as long as you enjoy it, I can teach you how to do it properly.”

For some reason this made Alex blush even more.

“Moving on,” Francesca said. “Answer quickly, without thinking too much. And don’t worry about what this means, I’m just trying to get an idea of what you have and haven’t done. So I know where we stand.”


“Good, then let’s get started. Ready?”


“Have you ever licked someone’s asshole.”

Alex shook his head, his embarrassment deepening. But Francesca didn’t seem to notice. And if she did notice she didn’t dwell on it. She simply made a mark on the paper attached to the clipboard and moved on.

“Ever had your asshole licked?” she asked, her eyes looking up from the clipboard for a moment to read his expression.

He shook his head again.

“Given anal sex?”


“Wanted to?”

A pause, then Alex answered, “Yes.”

Francesca wrote something down.

“Received anal sex?”


“Wanted to?”

“Not particularly.”

Again she paused, perhaps lending more credence to his not-so adamant denial than he’d meant to convey. But he didn’t have time to elaborate. Francesca was asking the questions more quickly now, rapid-fire style, which lessened Alex’s sense of embarrassment considerably despite the nature of the questions but didn’t leave any room for discussion.

“Have you ever stuck your finger in someone’s asshole?” she asked.


“Had someone stick their finger in your asshole?”


“Does that make you uncomfortable to think about a girl playing with your asshole?”

“A little bit.”

“Why? Because it seems gay to you?”

“Not really,” he said. “It’s just something  that doesn’t seem like it would feel very good.”

“I see,” Francesca said, writing this down. Then, looking up at him, she asked: “What if you were assured that it did. Would you be open to trying it then?”

He shrugged. “Sure. I guess.”

Francesca made another note on her clipboard. 

“Double-teamed a girl.”


“Been with two or more girls at the same time.”


“Have you ever peed on a girl?”


“Wanted to?”

Alex laughed softly and shook his head. “No.” He noticed Francesca was no longer even looking at her clipboard. Her eyes were locked onto his face.

“Ever had your balls sucked on?”


“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes. Very much.”

“What about deepthroated?”


“Wanted to?”


“Have you ever tied a girl up?”


“Wanted to?”


“Been tied up?”


“Wanted to?”

A minor hesitation, then, “Yes.”

“Interesting,” Francesca said. “Just a few more and we’ll be done. For now, at least.”

Alex nodded in understanding.

“Before yesterday, how many girls had you fucked?”


“How many did you cum inside?”


“On their stomach or tits?”


“On their face?”


“Did you want to?”


“What about in their mouth?”


“Did you want to?”


“Did you titty-fuck any of them?”


“Did you want to?”

“A couple them, yes.”

“Did any of them ever sit on your face?”


“Did you want any of them to?”

“It never crossed my mind.”

“Is that something you’d object to?”

Alex paused as he thought about it for a moment. “No.”

“Did you ever get rough with any of them?”


“Did you want to?”

“Yes. With a couple of them.”

“How many?”

“Two. No, make that three.”

“Did any of them ever get rough with you?”

“No. But one liked to take charge.”

“Did you like that?”

“Yes. Sometimes, at least.”

“Have you ever fucked a stranger?”


“Have you ever wanted to?”


“Well, that’s about it,” Francesca said, setting the clipboard and pen on her lap. “One last question and then we’re done.”


“Was this awkward for you?”

“A little at first. But by the end, no.”

“That’s good to hear,” Francesca said. She set the clipboard on the stand next to her chair and started to take off the glasses.

“Do you mind keeping those on?” Alex asked.

“You like them that much, huh?”

He nodded.

“Do you want me to suck your cock with them on?”

He nodded more vigorously.

Francesca laughed. “Okay, but first you have to do something for me.”


“You said you’ve eaten pussy a couple times before, right?”


“And that you thought you were pretty good at it.”

“That’s what I was told.”

“But more importantly, you enjoyed it, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Then come on over here and show me what you’ve got,” Francesca said, pulling the bottom half of her dress up over her waist and spreading her legs. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy was smooth, recently shaved. And glistening. Apparently the questions had excited her as much as they had excited Alex.

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