An Anthology of Forbidden Erotica: 28 Depraved Tales (14 page)

Helping Her Sex Life

“That’s it Anne…just like that…I’m about to cum,” I said to her as she was on her knees sucking my cock in the living room.
I then watched her licking the cum off my cock as she looked at me, smiling. I was enjoying the end of one of our erotic moments together, when all of a sudden, I heard the front door being unlocked and saw the knob being turned.
It was my friend Sophia, the most religious woman I knew. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped at the sight of some college girl licking my cock on our sofa. But her face quickly morphed from being stunned to being absolutely livid at what she was seeing.
“What the hell are you two doing!?!” she screamed at us.
Anne and I were both in a frenzy trying to put our clothes back on, with me pulling up my pants, and Anne putting on her top.
“And who the hell are you!?” she yelled, this time towards Anne.
“Hey calm down, this is my house too and in any case…I can explain…she’s a classmate of mine…” 
Anne quickly grabbed her things and left, saying, ‘I’m sorry’ on her way out.
“This is so unbelievable,” Sophia continued on her furious rant. “I can’t believe you would ever stoop so low and do such a thing on our couch of all places. I don’t even know where to begin right now. We’ll discuss this later. Right now, I need to clear my head.”
She never mentioned that incident later on in the day. Even when we had dinner together that night, she stayed fairly quite compared to usual. She did her best to act as if nothing was wrong, but it was clear that it bothered her. I had just assumed that she wanted to forget about this whole thing. 
But later that night, she came to my room in a more somber mood and said she wanted to talk openly about what happened earlier.
“Look, I want you to know how sorry I am for yelling at you the way I did,” she said in a sincere tone of voice. “I shouldn’t have acted so harshly. All I’m asking is that you be a little more considerate with where you two do your private business. That was point I was trying to get across.” 
“You don’t need to be sorry, it was my fault. You’re right, I shouldn’t have done it there. And it won’t happen again, I promise,” I replied.
“So who was she?” she enquired, slightly changing the subject. “A girlfriend I don’t know about? I hope I didn’t ruin a new relationship for you.”
“She’s a friend of mine from college, that’s all. And ‘no’, you didn’t ruin anything. We’ve texted each other and we’re fine. We chatted a little about how painfully embarrassing these situations can be. And I’m glad too because that’s one relationship I’d like to keep,” I said in a joking manner.
She smiled and said in a reminiscent tone, ” really can’t blame you for doing what you did earlier. I guess I’ve forgotten what it was like being in lust and discovering these new feelings. It’s all apart of growing older I suppose.”
“I don’t mean to be blunt, but you’re a really beautiful woman, and you’ve had no trouble finding dates. So I don’t understand why you sound so depressed saying that.”
“Well if I sound like a woman who hasn’t been intimate in a while, it’s because I haven’t,” she replied in a somber voice. “I’ve been on dates, sure, but I’ve never gone that far with any of them…I’m sorry…I really shouldn’t be telling you any of this.”
“It’s okay,” I told her, giving her assurance in me. “You can talk to me about anything. I mean after all, you’ve already seen me in a really embarrassing situation and I gave you an honest answer.”
She let out a loud sigh and replied, “Fine, I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but I haven’t been intimate with another man since the divorce. In fact, my ex is the only man I’ve ever been with in my entire life. That might be difficult for you to understand, but I grew up in a very conservative household with strict rules on sex and morality. And with an upbringing like that, well, here I am having this conversation with you of all people.”
“The conservative upbringing part I can understand, but it’s been nearly three years since you two divorced. That’s a long time for any adult to go without sex, especially a woman like you.”
“I know, shocking isn’t it?” she replied. “And it’s not that I’m embarrassed about sex or can’t perform, but I’ve always been fearful of what others might think of me because of that stigma that was attached to sex growing up. I’ve also prided myself on being a woman with strong values, and I always worry that a guy would lose respect for me after he’s had me in bed.”
“I understand. And that’s what makes you so special. You’re a terrific woman and any man would be really lucky to have someone like you. I really appreciate you sharing this with me. I just wish I had something more to tell you about this…”
“Well, do you think you can at least give me some advice if I need it?” she asked. “I’m 36 years old and I’m not getting any younger here. I know how desperate I must sound to you right now, but having the perspective of a guy your age would certainly go a long way for an old fashion woman like me. And it just so happens that you’re the only young man I know; or at least that I can talk to like his.”
I couldn’t believe that my up tight friend just asked me for advice for her sex life. But in an odd way, I enjoyed it. It was the most vulnerable I had ever seen her, and it was with the issue of sex of all things.
“You don’t need to be embarrassed. I’m sure it’s normal for a lot of conservative women your age to go through this after a divorce. And if you’re okay with talking about this with me, then sure, I’d love to help,” I replied.
“Thanks. That’s really sweet of you.”
***
I found myself strangely aroused for the rest of that night after having talked about sex with her. I’ve always thought she was a beautiful lady, but this really changed the way I looked at her. I started looking at her as a sexual being for once; a woman with needs just like everybody else.
I had no idea what to expect after that night, but surprisingly, things went back to normal between us and she never mentioned any of this for a while. It wasn’t until one of her friends had set her up on a blind date that she would eventually bring up this adult oriented topic between us. 
***OUT ON A DATE*** 
Two weeks had past after Sophia started dating someone new. It was early in the evening and she was nervously preparing for her third date with him.
“So what do you think about this outfit?” she asked, modeling her new clothes for me.
“You look fantastic, very classy and elegant,” I replied.
“Thanks, but I was hoping for something a little more 
appealing
, rather than ‘classy’, if you catch my drift. I really like him, and I think it’s time to end my dry spell,” she said with a smile.
“Oh, I know exactly what you mean. In that case, you might want to go with something a little sexier then, maybe even some of your better undergarments as well. Got anything like that in your room?”
“That’s a great idea. I may have a few things that may do the trick. Let’s head to my room, he’ll be here in an hour,” she said.
***
We began looking through her closet for anything sexy for her to wear; and whenever we found something we liked, we placed it on small pile on for bed for her to try on afterwards. It was the first time I got to see her entire collection of bras and panties, which was fun for me because she would always dress so conservatively. 
“Well it looks like I’ve got what I need. I’ll take these in the bathroom with me and I’ll be out in a second for your thoughts,” she said.
“Oh come on, after all we’ve talked about and me helping you? Just change right here, it would be a lot quicker,” I pleaded, in an attempt to see her nude for the very first time.
“Don’t give me that ‘oh come on’ stuff young man,” she said sternly. “You know this is different. Seeing me naked doesn’t help with anything.”
“Maybe it would help you get over your fear of someone seeing you. After all, it’s been a while since that’s happened right? This would make it easier for you later. Besides, he’ll be here soon like you said, there’s no time to waste,” I said with as much charm as I could.
“You never give up do you?”
“Not when it comes to seeing someone as beautiful as you are.”
She smiled and said, “Fine, but don’t expect this to happen again, so get a good look while you have this opportunity.”
With that, she took off her expensive jacket and uncharacteristically tossed it the floor. Then off came her belt and then her pants, which were also thrown carelessly to the floor as well. Her legs were beautiful. They had a nice tone to them, and the curves around her hips and thighs were really turning me on.
“Enjoying the show so far?” she asked.
“Of course I am, you’ve got great legs. I can’t wait to see the rest of you.”
She didn’t respond, instead, she got to work unbuttoning her silk blouse and tossed it to the side once it was off. She looked surprisingly calm standing there in her bra. And after a deep breath, she reached behind and unsnapped it, letting her bra come off completely. I was in awe of what I was seeing, the sight of my topless friend. The size of her breasts were larger than I expected. They hung straight down, sagging, and were shaped like perfect globes on the bottom. Her light brown areolas were wide enough to nearly cover the lower half of each breast. And on top of that, she had noticeably large brown nipples which were begging to be sucked.
“So what do you think?” she asked, putting her hands on her hips to model her bare chest for me.
“Oh god, you look INCREDIBLE. Those breasts you have are the kind I love to fantasize about. They might even be the sexiest I’ve ever seen- seriously.”
“Why thank you.”
“You’re enjoying this…aren’t you?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
She smiled and said, “It’s been a while since I’ve had my body admired by a man, and it does feel nice. The way you’re looking at me and your flattering comments make me feel like a woman again. Now here comes the rest.”
After she said that, she bent down and pulled her panties off, leaving her completely naked and exposing her cleanly shaven vagina. Not only did she have large nipples, but in between her legs, her thick, dark labia was on display which I couldn’t take my eyes off of. 
“What’s the matter, you act like you’ve never seen a vagina before,” she teased as I stared at it. “I shaved everything completely not long ago, and by the look on your face, it was a good idea.”
“It was. You are so sexy. Your date really has no idea what he’s in for tonight.”
“Only if everything goes well of course,” she said. “He’ll be here soon and I need to get ready. You can stay and watch if you want since you helped me with all this.”
***
I sat silently on her bed as she put on the garments and clothes I picked out for her. It was a thrill watching her getting dressed, seeing her transform from a naked woman to once again being a classy and elegant lady; but this time with a little more sex appeal because of her attire. I told her once again how I felt about the way she looked, and she seemingly agreed as she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled as she posed. And afterwards, she put the finishing touches on her make up while we chatted a little bit about what she expected tonight.
The door bell suddenly rang just as she finished.
She grabbed her purse, and as she walked by me, she gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and said, “Thanks for all your help. You can go take care of your hard on now, it was visible this entire time.”
She smiled as she left the room. And I did the only thing I could at that point, which was to masturbate thinking about her naked body.
***LATE THAT NIGHT***
She came home a few hours later. It wasn’t how I expected things would be as she stayed quite and held her head down.
“So how did it go?” I asked.
She sat on the living room couch and said, “Horrible, just horrible. It started off well; we were at his place, one thing led to another, and I was…well…using my mouth on him, to put it mildly. All of a sudden his phone rings and he has me stop so that he could answer it; he said he had important business and had to take it. After he got off the phone I told him I wasn’t in the mood anymore and had him take me home. Maybe if I hadn’t have been so bad at it, he wouldn’t have stopped in the first place.” 
She looked like she was on the verge of tears after having said that.
“I don’t know what to say,” I replied. “Maybe you’re overreacting about this whole thing. It couldn’t have been that bad.”
“I can’t believe I’m going to ask you this, but is there any way you could help me with this? Maybe I can go to the kitchen right now and get something for me to use and you tell me what you think? Or maybe I can…try it on you? I know it’s a terrible thing to ask, but I feel so desperate right now.”
I couldn’t believe what I had just heard herr ask me. She had just offered to perform oral sex on me for the sake of her learning to become better at it. I immediately became aroused after she made the offer, which I immediately accepted.
“Sure, I wouldn’t have a problem with you doing it on me. I think it would be better that way.”
“Great, but I want you to promise me that NOT A SINGLE WORD of this will ever leave this house- it only stays between you and me. And I want you to be mature about all of this, as odd as that may sound. I’m not doing this to get you off and I don’t want you to think of me as your friendfor the time being.. It’s strictly for educational purposes. Understood?”
“Of course, I understand exactly what you mean,” I replied, holding in my excitement and pretending that she was the only one who was getting something out of this. “This would just be two adults learning new things- nothing more. So now that we’ve got that out of the way, how do you want to start?”
“Well, I guess this would have to start this with you pulling down your pants and sitting down.”
She couldn’t bring herself to look at me or my exposed erection as I pulled my sweat pants down and sat. She kept her eyes on the floor as she got on her knees in front of me. She did her best to put on a brave face, but she was clearly hiding her nervousness.
“You’ve certainly grown a lot over the years,” she said as she looked at my cock for the first time. “God, I can’t believe I’m in the same position I caught you with your girlfriend in last week. This is so bizarre.” 
“Well let’s just hope no one barges in on us like you did that time.”
She smiled, almost wanting to laugh at this situation as she put her hand on my penis. We had officially crossed the line. It was hard to believe that my her hand, which was used to hug me and pat me on the back was now wrapped around my cock, gently stroking me. She must have been feeling those same emotions as she watched herself stroking me with a look of disbelief over what she was doing.