Sex Practice (26 page)

Lifting the
girl's bra away from her breasts, Larry grinned. They were firm and
well-rounded. Her areolae were dark with prominent wedge-shaped
nipples rising invitingly from her chocolate-brown discs.
Beautifully formed, Larry adjudicated, squeezing the girl's
breasts.

"Have you ever
seen a man's penis?" Larry asked, running a finger up and down her
warm moist sex valley.

"No, never!"
she gasped, closing her eyes as the new-found sensations of sex
rolled through her trembling body.

"Sperm, you've
never seen sperm?"

"No, no I
haven't."

"Then you've
obviously never tasted sperm?"

"No, but I'd
like to," she smiled, opening her eyes and focusing on Larry's
bulbous glans as he hauled his penis and balls out of his trousers
and yanked his foreskin back.

"I'll begin
the lesson by introducing you to the fine art of oral sex. I want
you to open your mouth and suck my penis, Mary."

"All right,
but you won't stop rubbing me down there, will you?" she asked,
gazing in awe at his veined shaft, his large balls.

"I'll rub you
after you've swallowed my sperm. Drink my sperm, and then I'll rub
you and bring you your fist ever orgasm."

"It's a funny
shape, the top bit, isn't it?" she smiled, her eyes transfixed on
his purple helmet.

"That's my
knob, the sensitive part that I want you to lick and suck. The
small slit is where my sperm will come from."

"It's very
hard!" she exclaimed, squeezing his shaft in her small hand.

"Yes, it is.
OK, open wide, I want you to enjoy sucking and licking my knob
until I come. I'll come in your mouth, Mary, give you your first
taste of sperm."

Taking his
glans into her virginal mouth, she closed her eyes and moaned
through her nose, savouring his salty plum. Pushing his solid penis
further into her hot mouth, Larry gasped as the incredible
sensations permeated his trembling body. His heavy balls rolling,
he slowly rocked his hips, his penis sliding in and out of her
mouth, fucking her there.

"You're doing
well!" he breathed as she swept her tongue over the silky surface
of his throbbing glans. "Oh, Mary, you're quite contrary! Carry on
doing that and you'll soon have my sperm pumping into your
mouth!"

Licking his
shaft, his ballooning knob, she smiled. "You taste nice, sexy!" she
giggled, engulfing his plum in her wet mouth again.

"I'll taste
even better in a minute. In fact... I'm coming! God, I'm coming
already!"

Fucking her
mouth, his knob gliding back and forth over her tongue, pulsating
in orgasm, Larry pumped out his sperm. Mouthing and sucking, Mary
shuddered, her taste buds alive, savouring the salty cock milk
jetting from his swollen glans. Swallowing hard as her cheeks
filled, she kneaded his draining balls, exploring his twitching
shaft with her inquisitive fingers as his orgasm rolled on.
Shuddering in ecstasy, Larry watched his spunk overflow from the
girl's mouth and run down her cheek as she desperately tried to
swallow his jetting orgasmic offering.

His seminal
flow finally ceasing, Mary ran her tongue round his knob, lapping
up the remnants of his come, sucking hard to extract more of the
aphrodisiacal milk from his cock. She was desperate for more spunk!
he mused, focusing on her tautly stretched lips as she took his
glans to the back of her throat. Wanking his shaft, kneading his
balls, she moaned through her nose and closed her eyes, naively
expecting another explosion of spunk to spurt from his fountain
head.

"There's no
more!" Larry gasped as she slipped his purple plum from her mouth
and gazed disappointedly at his small slit.

"Mmm, that was
nice," she smiled, licking up and down his glistening shaft. "This
is far better than spending half my life praying!"

"I'm sure it
is!" Larry laughed, watching her pink tongue sweep over his silky
glans. "God, you're stiffening me again!"

"Will you give
me more sperm if I keep licking you?" she asked excitedly.

"Keep licking
and sucking and we'll see what happens," he replied, massaging her
solid clitoris as she lay with her long legs open wide, her pinken
vaginal crack gaping.

"I want to
watch it coming out," she breathed. "This time, I won't drink it, I
want to see it spurting out."

"OK, I'll tell
you when it's coming and you can wank me. I'll spurt it all over
your face."

"No, do it
over my breasts, over my nipples."

"Why, do you
want to lick your nipples and lap it up?"

"Yes, yes I
do."

Sucking on his
solid glans, Mary lost herself in her new-found sexual pleasure,
her body trembling as her clitoris throbbed, responding to Larry's
rhythmical massaging. She hadn't come yet, he reflected, gazing at
her swollen vaginal lips. She hadn't been fucked, either! But she
seemed to be more interested in sucking and examining his cock,
bringing out his spunk, than have her vagina penetrated and filled
with sperm. There was plenty of time for that! he concluded,
returning his attention to his rock-hard organ as Sister Mary took
his glans to the back of her throat, quickly learning the fine art
of cock sucking.

Running his
finger down her vaginal crack, Larry paused at the wet entrance to
her pussy sheath, wondering whether she'd ever slipped her finger
into her cunt, explored the drenched inner walls of her sex cavern.
Slowly, gently, he eased his finger inside her fleshy duct,
imagining his knob there, absorbing the wet heat of her virginal
sex. Fervently mouthing on his pulsating glans as Larry slowly
slipped his finger in and out of her cunt, Mary was obviously
delighting in the sensations, her naked body writhing, her stomach
rising and falling.

"God, I'm
about to come again!" Larry gasped, slipping a second finger into
her wet cunt. "Not yet, not yet!" he cried as his orgasm welled and
his penis ballooned. "Ah, ah! Yes, now!" Slipping his plum out of
her mouth, Larry spurted his come over the girl's petite breasts,
her elongated nipples. "Wank me!" he ordered his pupil, taking her
hand. "Yes, yes that's it!"

Lifting her
head and gazing in awe as the white liquid jetted from his
pulsating knob, splattering her breasts, the girl moved her hand
faster up and down his shaft, bringing out his orgasm with
surprising expertise for a novice.

"Larry!"
Brigit whispered loudly outside the door. "Larry, Mother
Barren-Womb is here!"

"What does she
want?"

"Er... I've
forgotten. Oh, yes, she's looking for Sister Mary!"

"All right,
all right!" he gasped as the last of his sperm landed on Mary's
breasts. "Give me two minutes!"

"What shall we
do?" Mary asked, releasing his cock and propping herself up on her
elbows. "Please, she mustn't know that I'm here!"

"It's OK,"
Larry said, concealing his spent member and zipping his trousers.
"I'll leave you to lap the sperm up. You'll be safe enough in here,
I'll lock the door behind me and get rid of her."

Donning a huge
grin as he left the room and locked the door, Larry made his way
down the hall to greet stuffy woman. "How are you, Reverend
Mother?" he asked. "It's so lurid to see you again."

"It's so what
to see me again?"

"Lovely, it's
so lovely to see you again."

"Likewise, I'm
sure," she returned stiffly. "I've discovered that Sister Mary
received a phone call asking her to come here."

"To come
here?"

"Yes, although
I don't know why as she was here yesterday. The point is, she left
the convent earlier, and she hasn't been seen since."

"Most
intriguing!"

"When did she
arrive, and when did she leave your establishment?"

"I didn't see
her myself, but I was told that she arrived a long time ago, and
she left a long time ago," he smiled, leading her into his
consulting room. "Perhaps she went on to..."

"She shouldn't
have left the convent at all. She knows that it's against the rules
to leave without permission, especially unaccompanied."

"I'm sure
she's all right, Mother Fallow-Womb. By the time you return to the
convent, I'm positive she'll have safely returned with her pink
folds... to the fold."

"I have to
tell you that I hold you personally responsible, Doctor
Lickman."

"Me? Why
me?"

"This never
would have happened had she not come here in the first place!"

"But you
brought her here in the first place, Mother."

"That's as
maybe, but I still blame you."

"Well, I
really can't see why. I've been getting on admirably with the sixth
form girls and..."

"Yes, and
that's another thing - Jenny Faggot's father has been to see
me."

Oh, Christ
. "When was
this?"

"Last night.
He said that you'd... well, that you'd interfered with his
daughter's privates."

"Ah, yes,
there was a slight misunderstanding. He came to see me earlier and
it's all been straightened out now."

"A
misunderstanding? Having one's daughter's privates interfered with
can hardly be looked upon as a misunderstanding."

"I'm sorry, I
don't understand."

"What don't
you understand?"

"I don't
understand what you mean about the misunderstanding, Mother
Fallen-Womb."

"What are you
talking about?"

"The
misunderstanding, I don't understand the misunderstanding."

"Of course you
don't! If you understood, then there'd be no misunderstanding,
would there?"

"Er... no, no
I suppose not, Mother Yard-Broom."

"You won't be
surprised to learn that someone else came to see me."

"I wouldn't be
at all surprised - you're obviously a very popular woman."

"I mean, in
connection with you, Doctor!"

"Someone
visited me in connection with you?"

"In connection
with you!"

"That's what I
said, Mother Narrow-Womb - in connection with you."

"No, with
you!"

"Me?"

"Good grief,
man, you're impossible to communicate with! I had a visitation from
Mrs Monica Moodie in connection with you."

"There seem to
be quite a few people who have connections with me. What was this
particular connection in connection with?"

"You don't
appear to have a very good command of the English language, Doctor
Lickman. You don't understand misunderstandings, you talk of
connections being in connection with..."

"Well, it's
not easy, is it?"

"No, obviously
not! Anyway, Mrs Moodie informed me that you've been fooling about
with your female clients. She also said that..."

"Falling
about? I hope she wasn't suggesting that I was drunk?"

"Fooling, not
falling! She also informed me that you have a sex room..."

"A sex
room?"

"Yes, her
allegations were of a grave and highly serious nature. The poor
woman almost swooned when she was relaying the sordid details to
me."

"I wouldn't
take too much notice of Mrs Moodie, if I were you. Sadly, the poor
woman's mental state leaves a lot to be desired."

"Is she
ill?"

"Terminally,
as far as her brain is concerned! She had an undisturbed childhood
which left her terribly disturbed."

"I find that
most disturbing."

"So does she!
It's a great shame that the Lord didn't come into her when she was
younger, as He did with you."

"Encourage her
to seek redemption for her sins, Doctor Lickman."

"Oh, I have,
Mother. Being a devout catholic myself, I've done all I can to help
her follow the Lord's way. I find her lies very worrying. Also, she
hears voices, telling her about sex rooms and..."

"You have a
lot to cope with, by the sound of it."

"Yes, but I do
my best to struggle on."

"It would
appear that I owe you an apology again."

"No, no you
don't. Well, Mother Board-Room, I wish you luck with your search
for the missing sister. I only wish..."

"There's one
more thing before I go, Doctor Lickman."

"Oh, what's
that?"

"One of the
sixth form girls who came to see you asked me to give you this,"
she said, pulling a small package out of her habit. "I believe it
to be a small gift."

"Oh, thank you
so much, Mother! What a lovely thought. It's at times like this
that I realize that following the Lord's way, as I have always
tried to do, pays dividends in the end."

"Indeed it
does. Aren't you going to open it?"

"Er... no, not
now. Well, it's been nice speaking to you again. As I said, I'm
sure Sister Mary will have returned to the convent by the time you
get back."

"Yes, I hope
so. You don't know who phoned and asked her to come here, do
you?"

"No, I'm
afraid I don't. According to my secretary, Sister Mary looked
around reception, and then left without so much as a word. Whether
she was looking for me or not, I really have no idea."

"She's been
behaving in a most peculiar manner of later. I wonder who
telephoned her, and why?"

"It was
probably a mistake, a misunderstanding."

"Please, don't
start that again, Doctor!"

"No, no I'm
sorry. Well, one must get on."

"Yes, one
must. Goodbye, Doctor."

"Goodbye,
Mother Superior."

Ripping the
package open as the Reverend Mother left the building, Larry
grinned to discover a pair of wet, cunny-stained school knickers
inside. Holding the garment to his face, he breathed in the
aphrodisiacal scent of the unknown girl's pussy juice. "Mmm," he
murmured. "Very nice." Examining the crotch, he pictured the fleshy
pussy lips the material had covered, the youthful vaginal crack
that had decanted the girl-juice.

Wondering
where Lily and Brigit had got to as he stuffed the knickers into
his pocket, he made for the bondage room. Better send Mary back to
the convent, he thought, opening the door to discover Lily and
Brigit naked, attending the young nun's naked body.