She had been working with him for several months but still didn't know his full name. She could only remember David. But Amanda had paid close to his appearance. He had eyes that seemed to pierce through her. When he was in the same room as her, she was keenly aware of his every move. In fact, after a long day of government meetings her passion was completely saturated, giving her notice of what called to her. She knew how intense her attraction was but didn't know how to claim her prey. In all of her interactions with David, he hadn't uttered one word. At first she thought it was twisted fate getting back at her for something. She figured he wasn't interested her, or possibly, in women at all. That hadn't stopped her before. She decided some investigation was in order. She delved into her fast network of moles, otherwise known as the secretarial pool, but nothing was revealed. No one had any knowledge of his personal life. No passionate callers, male or female. No flowers, sent or received. Nothing to indicate a "significant other" of either gender. Now she was determined, the chase was on and she wouldn't give up until she found out he was gay or had a wife. Girl friends she would take care of in short order. Amanda wanted him and, because of the mystery, nothing would stop her now.
During her research she found that he drove a reserved, expensive European sedan, he was highly educated, obtaining a doctorate in astrophysics, and lived in a simple but expensive home. But that was about all the info she could gather from what was available at work. The next level involved some covert reconnaissance on her part. On the next Friday night she arranged her schedule such that she wouldn't have anything planned for the entire evening and she would follow this mysterious David home and see what he did for fun. She had packed a thermos of coffee, a couple of sandwiches, a pair of binoculars, left over from her voyeur phase, and a couple of magazines to keep her from getting too bored, and prepared to stake him out.
He went directly home after work, no happy hour stops or diversions from a direct path home. As she put the car in park and settled down into her seat, her fantasies finally started to take form. To keep her from being distracted she put them aside to concentrate on matters at hand: what was his story? He did leave for a brief trip to the movie rental shop around the corner, nothing exciting, a drama and a sci-fi flick. He watched the movies alone, and went to bed. After a couple of hours of nothing but watching cars pass she went home. For all the time she spent all she got was that he didn't have much of a life. While visions of grandiose stories about David danced in her drowsy head, everything clicked into place. David's only secret, if one could call it that, was that he was incredibly shy, reserved and afraid of social interaction. With that realization, Amanda's plan congealed into reality.
Early the next morning she set about putting all the pieces of her plan into place. First was a shopping spree into some of Houston's most provocative clothiers. A new black leather corset, leather g-string panties, a new set of fish-net stockings, black high heals and a nice leather mini skirt. Next on her shopping list were items necessary for a proper seduction. There was a local shop nearby that had the perfect items, drip candles, massage oils, incense and feathers of all shapes and sizes. She had a hunch that David would need some training in the areas of what women like. So the feathers were a personal favorite, but since she was doing the training she reasoned there should be something in it for her, besides a night filled with passion and discovery.
As the day drew nearer, each moment she was around him literally charged her with excitement. The fantasy played over and over in her head, each time gaining subtle nuances that aroused her even more. By Friday, she was doing her best to avoid him till the final moment for fear of him picking up on her heightened state. She had arranged for a delay to keep both of them about an hour after work so as to be sure everyone had left, and she had also parked her car within a few feet of his to avoid any chance of his leaving without her. Her cleverest detail was the removal of two spark plug wires from her ignition system. Damaged cars had worked very well in capturing attention from previous partners and, luckily, one had explained the simple mechanics of her car to her before they went separate ways.
After sufficient delay he offered to walk her to her car since it was dark outside and the area wasn't the most friendly to women at night. While they walked, she asked him what his plans for the evening were and lied about her own, something about meeting some friends at a local pub. Of course he held the door open for her as she got into her car. The skirt Amanda wore was slit up the side, ending somewhere just inches below her waist. As she sat down, David couldn't avoid the view she set up for him. Before she closed the door, she attempted to start the car. It turned over fine but wouldn't start.
"It worked this morning," she lied.
David, growing up thinking only of school, had no knowledge of cars but he would happily take her home. The drive to her home was fairly short but they engaged in idle chat while making the trip. When they arrived at her home, she graciously thanked him and offered to make him a dinner of his choosing that evening. "Oh, no. Don't bother."
"I don't mind doing it at all," in an almost frightened voice. She insisted and requested him to come back in 2 hours and all would be ready. David cautiously agreed and drove home. The drive was short but David's mind raced through what would happen that night. He was scared and he couldn't do a thing about it. As with anyone, his first thoughts brought up earlier dates and relationships. While in college he had been asked out by women a couple of times but mostly they just wanted to spend his money, and some just wanted to sleep with him. The ones that wanted money were easily spotted once he learned their game but the ones searching for ecstasy were harder to deal with. Because of his looks those women expected him to be wise in the dance of passion. Unfortunately, his shyness had kept away from finding women that he was attracted to and mostly these encounters ended with him either not satisfying them or not even completing the act due to his complete fear taking over his sex and rendering it useless. The other enigma in this scenario tonight was that he hadn't been able to fit Amanda into either of these previous groups but he knew he was magnetically drawn to her. In fact, some of his own fantasies carried out in his bathroom and on the couch involved her. Once had finished his shower and gotten dressed, his hands were shaking with fear. He drove back to Amanda's house in terror.
Meanwhile, Amanda was preparing her apartment for the arrival of her new student. She had called a local restaurant a few days earlier to arrange a meal to be delivered. Everything was in place before she began to make herself ready. First was a nice hot shower to bring out the color in her body followed by a liberal amount of sesame oil for softness and a wonderful, inviting aroma. The oil made her silky smooth from head to toe and all wonderful places in between. The lips of the mouth of her sex lapped up the sensuous oil, as if begging for more. Then she got dressed, leather caressing every inch of her sensitive chest and passion. Just as the final garter was in place, the doorbell rang.
David almost trembled as he waited for the door to open. When Amanda opened the door he nearly fell to the floor. The dress she had on conformed to every curve of her hips, breasts, and legs. This incredible image of beauty and passion had invited him here and he could barely believe he was awake. Besides his pulse and temperature rising, the stirring inside his pants reminded him that it would be hard to hide his interests. Amanda also was somewhat caught off guard by this new acquaintance. David didn't necessarily dress up but what he wore was completely perfect for Amanda's tastes. She wasn't a woman in need of fancy dress, simple natural, comfortable clothing did more than a expensive suit. David fit the bill perfectly. His cotton chinos brought out the more interesting lines in his body and the billowy silk shirt begged to be stroked and caressed. The cologne he was wearing also lifted Amanda's spirits. It wasn't over powering, musky and masculine, but more of a subtle seduction that touched her soul when she inhaled. "This is going to be fun!" she thought as she invited him in.
Candles were the only lights in the room, giving it a glow that warmed the heart and eased the mind to comfort and relaxation. Amanda had also purchased some incense during her shopping spree that filled the air with an exotic scent of sandalwood, musk and frankincense. At the table were two black champagne bottles with long dripping candles in their wax covered necks. The meal was a feast of grilled shrimp, raw oysters, rice pilaf, French bread with a garlic herb butter, a tasty wine and strawberries and melted chocolate for dessert. David was overwhelmed at the sight. He expected only a nice dinner and perhaps some wine, not a full gourmet meal and a house that was decorated to excite the senses. For the moment the only sense that hadn't been overwhelmed was his touch. But, of course, Amanda had plans for that later.
Amanda had made a point to fill her stereo with CDs that were both relaxing and erotic. Some Brazilian music, older jazz and blues tunes made for an interesting mix that kept the mind in a state of curiosity as to what would be next. Over dinner, Amanda kept the conversation going. She delved into what made him tick, what was in his past that kept him secluded. And following suit, David, sure that the combination of the wine, music, food, and incense had drugged him, told her the entire story of his life. All of the failed romances with soulless vampires of his past, his resignation to live alone, and his replacement of love and passion with work and dedication. Every word out of his month rang true to what she had discovered about him.
Once she had enough information to begin her lesson, she asked him one question. "David, are you attracted to me?" The expression on his face was answer enough that the words he managed to speak didn't really matter. Her next question was even more poignant, "Are you afraid of me?" Again his actions screamed louder than words, only this time they were contradictory. His body almost jerked in response, while his mouth said, "No, not really," in a impish way.
At the moment it was time for dessert and Amanda couldn't wait. The chocolate was a dark, semi-sweet flavor that had just a hint of mint added. The strawberries were fresh, juicy and just the right size for dipping. She moved her chair closer to his as to avoid reaching across the table. The wine, food and conversation had finally made David comfortable with this beautiful creature sitting next to him. As she delicately moved her strawberry she asked David if he liked sex.
David was a bit shocked but he answered anyway. "I do like it but my experiences have been somewhat disappointing. And I haven't attempted to find anyone in the past few years because of those bad experiences. So, truthfully, I guess I would have to say I don't know."
Amanda slowly took a bite from her strawberry as he finished his words making sure that she had his attention. The simple action was wrought with seduction and passion. She dipped another in the chocolate and offered it to David, "Here, try one, they are exquisite." She moved the fruit to his lips and just barely put the pointed tip to his full lips, as if he was kissing it. His eyes never left hers as he opened his mouth and bit into the sumptuous berry. He closed his eyes and savored the moment. The chocolate moved in is mouth in small chunks that soon melted away and mixed with the juicy strawberries providing a complete experience of taste and lovely textures.
As he opened his eyes, he attempted to say something but Amanda was only inches from his face and closing in quick. Suddenly her mouth was pressed against his lips, seemingly burning them. Her tongue began probing, exploring his teeth, then moving on to his tongue. He wasn't quite sure how to handle this but tried to reciprocate her passion by moving his tongue against hers. While her curious tongue found every nook and cranny in his soft mouth, her lips caressed his in ways he had never dreamt. She stopped after a while and gave him direction, "Stick your tongue out like this," as she pointed her tongue out of her mouth like a tiny fleshy dagger. He obliged and she took it into her mouth, nibbled on it and sucked it like a small penis.
David was over come with passion, never before had he wanted inside of a woman before. The others all seemed, not after him or even pure pleasure, more like a notch on the bed post. Amanda noticed him shifting in his chair, quite uncomfortably in fact. She stopped and asked if there was something wrong. "No," was all he could muster as his face turned red.
"Aha," she thought, his passion was in an unnatural position was all. Not wanting to rush things but also wanting to continue without damaging his precious endowments Amanda suggested moving to the couch for comfort's sake.
They took their wine into the living room and David sat on the couch while Amanda arranged for some different music. Quite purposefully she put in two of her favorite albums to make love to, programmed the machine appropriately and made her way back to the couch. She took his face in her hands and stroked his cheeks, ran her fingers through his hair, caressed his ears and neck. He was in heaven but his rising level of excitement couldn't be restrained for much longer or it would be hazardous and even more apparent. Amanda knew his situation but wanted him to experience as much as possible that night. She took his trembling hand and placed it on her leather covered breast. In his realm of knowledge, "What to do with a woman," was not something that covered things like this, but instinct took over and, with Amanda's hand guiding his from the back, he was quite confident in his actions.
Amanda loved this part of the lesson, auto-erotic feedback. It was quite a technical term but what it meant was that instead of your partner guessing what was enjoyable and what wasn't you guided their hand as if it was your own. As she squeezed his hand, he would squeeze her firm and ample breast, feeling the weight and volume of it. It didn't take David long to understand what she liked and Amanda removed her hand to begin her exploration of his form. She moved deftly, directly to the areas she wanted to explore. First was his chest, finely formed with just enough muscles to provide pleasure but not so much to remind her of a beast. "Time for the shirt to go," she said as she unbuttoned his fine silk shirt and removed it from his pants and finally off of his shoulders. During all this her corset had become untied allowing a little movement. Now it was Amanda's turn to be uncomfortable. The leather g-string she had on was now soaked with the thin honey, almost running down her legs. With her corset somewhat loose, David how had access to her bare breasts. He had each nipple just barely above the leather cups.
David's hands were doing a wonderful job, but Amanda was ready for more, as was David. She took his head in her hands and guided it such that her nipple and his mouth were introduced. At first he just sucked a little and kissed them but when Amanda raked her nails across his back, his true passion was revealed. Now he was nibbling and sucking with fervor, pushing more of her chest out of the corset and into his mouth. Amanda as overcome with pure fire, "The leather is getting in the way now," she thought as she deftly removed the string in the back and removed the corset completely, exposing her breasts and stomach. She wanted his mouth now and drew his head up to meet hers. David couldn't help himself now, he was nibbling, suckling, squeezing almost every part of her chest, neck, and mouth. As if pushed by instinct, his hips began undulating against her leg. Amanda could feel the heat from his passion on her thigh and was ready to see David's gifts.
She pushed him back on the couch so that he was on his back. Kissing down from his neck she made sure to taste each different area, to savor the kill and excitement with her new playmate. As she crested his chest, she couldn't help nibbling on his small nipples. David writhed in pleasure as the sensations wracked his body with ecstasy. Further down, Amanda tasted the small amount of sweat they had produced and was overcome with the mingling of his cologne and personal scent. As she reached the top of his trousers she probed his navel with her tongue while deft hands removed the bindings that kept his pleasure from hers. His manly endowments sprang out of the pants, as if panting for air, pulsating in the cool air. David's eyes rolled into the back of his head, his head swam with desire to be touched, caressed and brought to climax.
"My, my, What have we here?!" Amanda cooed as she stroked the underside of his satiny shaft. The bulbous end was covered in the slick liquid of anticipation. "Another dessert?" she continued with a sly grin as she licked the engorged head clean. "I think it would be good with chocolate," she giggled while running to the table to fetch the bowl of melted chocolate. She took a strawberry and dipped it in the chocolate completely, allowing for some to be spread around.
Using the strawberry as a brush she spread the warm sticky chocolate over his swollen sex, covering it from tip to base. The sensation was incredible, the chocolate was warm like a hand but cooled and contracted slightly around him. That alone was nirvana, never mind her plans for later. "I always did like my penises chocolate covered!" Amanda mentioned, almost off hand, just before taking the feast into her warm and hungry mouth. David moaned in pleasure, the sensation of Amanda nibbling bits of chocolate off of his incredibly sensitive member nearly drove him over the edge. "I also like them filled with cream," she said. And then took him in her mouth completely moving her tongue in circles under the red hot corona, causing his hips to buck and shake with the imminent explosion.
Sensing how close David was, Amanda grabbed the shaft and stroked quickly to increase his pleasure and launch him over the edge. David had no will to hold back, it all felt so good, he couldn't stop himself if he wanted to. The pulsating started in his hips and deep within his soul, then streams of hot lust flowed from his sex like raging rivers. David was breaking free of his barriers and his voice gave the greatest evidence as he moaned with such power that Amanda could feel it in his silky flesh as it pulsated. The result of his ecstasy was softly sweet and salty at the same time, a veritable feast for her palate. "Now that was a good dessert," Amanda proclaimed as she cleaned the small amount that managed to slip from her mouth. She knew where he was sensitive now and teased the extremely sensitive areas with her tongue as David writhed with overflowing pleasure.
As if he was drunk, David could barely move on the couch, but now Amanda wanted her turn. She did reach climax with David only moments before but she wanted to be tasted also. Helping David off the couch, she led him back to her bedroom, removing the cumbersome corset and mini skirt in process. Following like a small puppy, David had no ideas of anything else as he followed this gorgeous creature down the hall, watching her hips sway with the leather g-string in between her supple cheeks. He liked his new teacher and was anxious for the next lesson.
When they arrived in the bedroom, Amanda was ready for that first naked hug. His last experience had opened David up quite a bit, in fact, he was ready to take a little control. He quickly removed his remaining clothing and turned Amanda around to face him just at the edge of the bed. His muscular fore arms and biceps wrapped her wholly as she turned to gelatin under the spell of his kiss. Her sex spasmed, she too could feel his moist and soft fleshy sword. Gently, he rested her on the edge of the bed and made her lie back. As he lifted her legs up to rest on his shoulders, he grabbed the g-string and slowly brought it off of her hips, down her thighs and finally dropping it on the floor. Since her feet were near his mouth anyway he began kissing the soles of them, the delicately pedicured toes, his tongue fondling the little crevices in between. Soon, he was sucking on them, savoring every little nuance and discovery. Amanda was near rapture, "How did he know?!" was the only thing that could enter into her mind between each new sensation. As he began moving up the inside of her legs, she knew what she wanted next, and she was sure to teach him some special tricks here.
David had lost his identity somewhere in the living room but wasn't missing it in the least. As his mouth and hands found their own ways up Amanda's satin legs, all he knew was the aroma of sea shells and ancient woods was calling him to the center of her being. Small streaks of aromatic and salty seawater lead him to the treasure between her thighs. Amanda couldn't stand it much longer but only moved his head gently between her legs, not too forcefully. Instinctively the small flower opened, as if to receive its nourishment. David was anxious, but also in need of experiencing it all. Slowly, he kissed all around her sex mouth, drinking in the aroma and honey salt around the inviting opening. Now his tongue joined in, probing and licking and tasting all the new flavors and textures; lapping up this elixir of passion she had concocted somewhere deep inside her soul.
It all was exquisite torture for Amanda, her body writhed in animalistic undulations. Not much need to guide him as he was making strait A's at this point but she moved his head lower. Instinctively he cupped her cheeks in his hands, the smallest fingers exploring the fissure in between, and kneaded them like some fine bread. His tongue probed down into this musky and dark crevice, seeking out the tiny orifice there. Amanda raised her hips to allow him more access, her legs high in the air now. He moved back to her flower and ran his tongue from her tiny bottom to the top where her jewel hid. With agile lips and tongue he brought the treasure from its hiding place and greeted it with kisses and strokes of his tongue. This was the moment for Amanda, her body exploded with sensations and spasms, her vision filled with psychedelic fireworks of incredible proportions. David's grip on her buttocks tightened as he sensed the explosion and he sucked the tiny nugget with new enthusiasm. After her initial contortions he continued to suck, increasing the intensity of her release even more. Amanda had to pull his head up from her sex, it was just too much. "Child prodigy. Must be, or divine talent," Amanda thought as she floated back to reality. When she opened her eyes the roles were reversed, David was at her mouth ready for a kiss.
She rolled him on her back as they kissed, making her the dominant one now. He was somewhat confused as she leaned to her side to get the oil from the head board. "Very well done! Now for the second course," Amanda said while looking at him sideways. She opened the small bottle and poured a liberal amount down the middle of David's chest and stomach. It was an unusual sensation, something warm and slick, but nothing scary to David. Whatever this lovely creature of the night did was completely acceptable in his eyes. She poured a smaller amount on her hands and rubbed them together to produce some heat. The warmth and pressure of her hands was overwhelming and relaxing. Her hands moved in poetic gracefulness over his chest and shoulders, just enough pressure to move deeply but not enough to damage or hurt.
David took in all the sensations. His fleshy massage tool was pushing against the crevice of her bottom. As Amanda would move forward to get more of his chest, the corona would move down towards the center of her passion, then slide back up as she moved back towards his stomach. Again David took a little initiative of his own by grabbing the bottle from the headboard and put a good amount on his hands. Following his instructor's moves he heated the oil with friction between his hands, then pressed the warmth into Amanda's mounds of flesh. Amanda gasped, his warm hands were soft and just the right size to cover her breasts, the nipples resting in the center of his palms. He moved slowly, her nipples becoming hard under his hands. Soon they were both moving in synch with each other, caressing and rubbing similar parts. Then, as Amanda reached for his chest and shoulders, David reached for her bottom and took the cheeks into his hands. This was perfect, Amanda just let her body rest on his, the oils providing smooth slippery sensations between their flesh. She moved like some jungle snake, twisting and writhing on the ripples and bulges on his chest. Every now and again she felt the mushroom head of his sex graze her hungry lips, the heat almost burning her folds.
He began kissing her on the shoulders and breast now, not caring anything about the oil, but he was surprised at what he found. Amanda had handled every detail, the massage oil was flavored with chocolate and mint, almost matching the chocolate for the strawberries. There also was an extract in the oil that made the skin feel hot when someone breathed on it. As David took each breast into his warm mouth, the sensation was absolutely exquisite.
"I want you inside me now. I want to feel you touching me at my soul," Amanda half demanded, half pleaded as she sat up. She rose up on her knees, reached between her legs and guided his sex to meet hers. Slowly she lowered herself on this shaft of pleasure, feeling each new curve and contour as she moved, filling her hungry mouth inch by inch. When the lips reached the base, she twisted a little and moved her hips, as a rodeo rider gets ready for a bronc, she was settling in for her ride.
David was amazed, his sex was buried in this hot and slippery creature, the oil was increasing the volume on the whole experience. Her first movements were not an up-down piercing motion, but a forward and back twisting of her hips. David could feel every inch inside of her, her movements some fantastic erotic massage. She lowered her breasts to meet his chest, continuing the rhythmic undulations. Sliding over each other, the friction causing its own heat on each other's torso. Soon Amanda was feeling her jewel pulsate against his body, the taste of a small death was on its way for her. She sat up again, in order to fill her hungry passion to the top. Now the true ride began, Amanda began moving as if possessed. Her body moving up and down with such violence that it seemed she would hurt her self. David took a breast in one hand and began squeezing and pinching the pebble there, his other hand massaging her tiny nervous bundle.
"Yes," was all she could scream as her tight cave squeezed and pulsate along the length of the gallant soldier that had brought it there. The force of the contractions was incredible to David, this was what he had missed his entire life. She fell on top of him as the spasms dwindled, panting in his ear.
As the waves ebbed, Amanda decided it was David's turn for petit mort. While she lay there, her body almost covering his, she began by squeezing him, as if milking his sex. "That feels wonderful," was all that David could say. Although the thought had crossed her mind, Amanda didn't want to have David be completely submissive. She rolled over on her back bringing him with her, maintaining the conjugation through the entire move. David wasn't completely sure of what to do at this point. Instead of letting him just thrust in and out like some piston, Amanda guided his movements by moving his hips with her hands. Soon David was massaging the inside of her amour, following her guided movements.
When Amanda decided he had the hang of what to do she moved to exploring the tight muscles that made up his bottom. With their bodies close and slick with the sweat and the now hot massage oil, the intensity of David's movements began to increase as Amanda took the underside of the juncture of is legs into her hands, and wrapped her legs around his. Using her finger to excite the his tight little pucker in the crevice there, David felt his groin rumble with the beginnings of his orgasm. He let Amanda know of the imminent release, she responded by teasing the orifice more and pulling his body closer to hers as she was near too. When his lust began throbbing in her womb, Amanda gripped with nails extended into his ass, pulling the full length of her finger inside. Their release was in unison, both clutching at the other in the moment of ecstasy.
As they lay there, David's sex slowly drawing away from her throbbing lips, David looked into Amanda's eyes. "If you EVER need help with your car you let me know," he said. "Even if it is just a couple of spark plugs that need to be reconnected," through the smirk on his face.