Benefits: Birthday Lessons [M/F] | 2016

This is the story of how my best friend with benefits taught me how to eat her out. (Disclaimer: mostly oral)

A few months had past since Jamie and I started having sex (part 1 here). In that time we hooked up maybe three or four more times (some of which I may cover in the future). Unfortunately, between parents, siblings, school activities, and no cars, our windows of opportunity were few and far between. Our sessions were always at least an hour and very loud, and neither of us were brave enough to go somewhere remotely public. It was like the stars had to align for us to even get a chance to go at it. But Jamie's sex drive was strong, and having a fuck buddy available was starting to bring mine out too, so we were constantly on edge: ready to strike whenever the moment arose.

One such moment happened on an unassuming summer day at my mom's house. For a little context, most of our endeavors took place at my dad's house, which was just a couple blocks from our school and often unoccupied. On the other hand, my mom's house was much further away and visited constantly by my grandparents. I had basically resigned all hope of ever doing anything there. That was, until I woke up late one morning to find an empty house and a note on the counter saying my mom, sister, and grandparents would be out all day. My heart started racing; this was our chance!

I immediately grabbed my phone and texted Jamie. It was her birthday, but since her birthday party was happening later that week (another good story), she had no plans for the day. I gave her the all clear and she hopped on a bus. It took about 30 minutes to reach my mom's house, and all the while my hype was building. What I thought would be another slow summer day was now going to be romp in the house I never thought I'd get to use? And on her birthday? Everything just came together.

When Jamie got there we went to the living room (we kind of have a thing for couches) and turned the TV on. We had gotten into the habit of watching TV to break the ice before we started. That day we happened to turn on The Walking Dead. After a while we reached a scene where Glenn and Maggie awkwardly decide to have sex, and I took this as my cue to awkwardly get things started. (Fun Fact: The Walking Dead is a great show to watch if you want to last longer; nothing keeps you cool like a zombie face. :P)

"It's time for your birthday present," I said. "I know how much you like being pushed around, and we'll get to that later. But for now, I'm your student, and you're finally going to give me those lessons you promised."

Over the course of a few months, the sex had gotten progressively less awkward. One of the benefits of being "benefits" is that you get honest feedback, and we would constantly give each other tips on what we could improve on. For me, that meant oral. My oral skills hadn't improved much since that first time, and my general distaste for oral (it's just not my thing) didn't help. Jamie loved getting eaten out almost as much as she loved getting fucked, and she would constantly tease me about my poor technique. We joked about her giving me "oral lessons" someday, and I decided that today was going to be the day.

I pushed her back onto the couch and started to unbutton her shorts. She told me to stop, and brought my head up to meet hers. "That's your first problem," she said, "you go too fast. You can't just jump right into things, you've got to warm me up first. Good foreplay starts long before clothes come off." She started kissing me, and then brought my knee up between her legs. I chuckled a bit, "You want to me to basically knee you in the crotch?" She smiled back, "Trust me, it works."

We started making out, getting more and more passionate. I was on top of her, hands gripping her head and the small of her back as I felt her grind against my knee (which was a lot more arousing than I expected). Eventually I pulled away, holding her down inches away from my face as she strained her neck trying and reach my lips (a trick she had taught me earlier). When she decided she was satisfied with me, she told me to work my way down, slowly. I smiled and began to kiss her, form her cheek to her neck and down into her cleavage. I grabbed her breasts and began to play: first over her top, then under it, before slipping my fingers under her bra. I began to squeeze and twist her nipples, which I could tell were very sensitive. She egged me on, and I pulled down her top and bra to reveal her tits to my mouth. I gave them each a kiss before moving in, sucking on them, flicking the hard tip with my tongue, and resting it on my lower lip, watching her react as it slowly slid out of my mouth. I decided to bite down on one and was met with a delightful gasp of pleasure and pain I had grown so accustomed to. I asked if it was too much and she said she would tell me if it were ever too much. Though she often complains about not being able to wear a bra after I'm done with her, she has yet to tell me to stop.

I kissed my way down her stomach until I finally reached what I had came for. I kissed the inside of her thighs up and down, burying my face between her legs and biting at the fabric of her shorts before finally unzipping them and pulling them off. Jamie clearly knew how to push her own buttons, as she was dripping wet when I got to her panties. I gave her crotch a few more licks and kisses for good measure before biting down on her waist line, pulling her panties up, and letting them smack against her. I could see she was trying to keep it together; it was the most turned on I had seen her before actual sex. I pulled her panties down slowly with my teeth, then said, "All right teach, tell me what to do."

Jamie closed her eyes, trying to concentrate. She gave me instructions through deep breaths. "Take the flat part of your tongue, and just slowly slide it up, like you're licking a popsicle." I did as I was told, and felt her whole body squirm. I grabbed her legs and held them apart, partially to keep my work area clear, and partially so I could feel her body react as I continued. I've never been a huge fan of the taste of pussy, but feeling the pulse of pleasure my tongue sent through her body was enough to make me forget my picky eating habits. I gave a few more licks before Jamie told me to slow down. I drew the next one out for as long as I was able, until she told me to stop mid motion. "Feel that spot?" she said. I grunted in acknowledgement, her clit still resting on my tongue. "That's it," she breathed. I brought my tongue up as slow as I could, holding her clit right on the tip. When I let it go, another spasm ran up her body. I was starting to figure this out.

I kept up with the long strokes, each one sending another shiver up her spine. I was enjoying myself too; maybe not as much as my throbbing cock pressed up against my jeans would have liked, but I was more than happy to treat my little girl on her special day. I kept on licking, occasionally kissing her crotch and stomach, spreading her juices all over. After a few minutes, she told me to stop. "Alright," she said, out of breath, "part two. You know that spot?" I nodded. "Eat it," she said. I said I was confused. "Just eat it," she said. "Like you're an animal. Just go for it as hard as you can." I wasn't sure exactly what that meant, but after all I was there to learn. I took a big breath and dove right in.

I found her clit with my mouth and went to work. I sucked it in and out between my teeth, frantically licking it with the tip of my tongue and occasionally biting down. What ever I did, it worked. Her thighs immediately clamped in, ankles locked behind my head. She grabbed my hair with her hand and pulled me into her. I rode the tide, grabbing onto her hips and burrowing my face further and further into her. Oral's still not my favorite thing to do, but there is a special kind of high you get when you're delivering an oral orgasm. During sex you can see your partner react, but at that moment, with my face buried in her pussy and her legs wrapped around my neck, I felt like I was at the epicenter of her pleasure. I could feel the shockwaves of erotic energy emanating from my mouth, rippling through her body and rendering her unable to anything but hold on tight and enjoy the ride.

Eventually I had to come up from air, and pulled my self away from her. She lay on the couch for a minute, still reeling from the ordeal. She regained enough control of her body to smile at me. Her pussy was drenched in a combination of my saliva and her arousal. She curled up a little before licking two fingers and bringing them down to her slit, riding the wave back out. "Just... like that..." she panted, "every time..." And indeed, these lessons proved to be invaluable moving forward.

At that point it was more than obvious though my jeans that I was ready to go. Jamie sat me up and started to give me the same treatment, straddling me as she slowly took off my clothes, smearing her wetness all over my crotch. Her being on top of me was always a huge turn on, but at that point I was already pulsing in anticipation. She began to express her oral appreciation, but I stopped her pretty fast. I had never been one for blow jobs, and swimming in her pussy for half an hour was all the foreplay I needed. "Besides," I said, "I still haven't given you your surprise."

How we got there is a story for a different time, but at that point the two of us were comfortable with a little light BDSM (and I mean very light. She still makes fun of me for not being able to properly restrain her). I blindfolded her, tidde her hands behind her back, and went to grab my belt. "Daddy's got a present for you," I said, folding the belt in half and yanking it to produce a loud crack. A devilish smile snuck across her face. I threw her onto the couch, bent her over and took a crack at her ripe ass. "Happy birthday, my little slut." I rammed myself inside of her, pumping her pussy from behind and watching my belt leave red marks on her ass as it bounced back and forth. Blinded, tied, whipped, and fucked from behind: only the best for my little girl.

I'm not quite sure what happened after that. We switched positions a couple of times; she rode me, we did some missionary (which for some reason never works out well for us despite seeming like the most straightforward). I honestly can't remember the details; by that point I was so horny that all my brain could process was fucking her as hard as possible. After such a massive build up, it didn't take too long for me to finish. Drained in more ways than one, I sprawled out on the couch. Jamie snuggled up to me (naked cuddling is her favorite) and we watched the last few minutes of whatever Walking Dead episode had come on next.

Jamie's sex drive was insatiable, and she prodded me for another round. Unfortunately, the only thing I had eaten that day was pussy, and I just didn't have the physical or sexual stamina to go again. Slightly disappointed, but still satisfied, Jamie and I cleaned up and went out to lunch. We said our goodbyes after that, and I called an end to an unexpectedly eventful day.

Hopefully you guys enjoyed that story. Feel free to give some feedback; I have plenty to share and would love to keep improving. Thanks for reading.