High School Nerd - Friday - Sex Stories

High School Nerd - Friday

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"Oh, man!" Henry exclaims. "How's a guy supposed to know how to do this, then? I can't read your mind! It sounds hopeless!"

I chuckle at his exasperation. "No. It's not that bad. You cannot read my mind, but you can read cues. You have to watch my response to what you are doing. That and you must vary your technique. If you lick or suck the same place in the same way for more than a few seconds, it goes from being pleasurable to being irritating. A good lover will give subtle feedback about what feels good. It could be a moan, a sigh, muscles tensing, a smile, a nod, opening the legs, a hand laid upon yours. There are a lot of signs that you can look for. What we don't like is to have to tell you, step by step, what we want: Faster, slower, higher, do it harder, do something else, and so on. That just spoils the mood if we have to say too much."

Henry remembered his encounter with Lacey, yesterday. His poor technique and lack in detecting feedback did spoil the mood. He did learn a few things from her responses that he can put to good use in the future.

"I will give you some basic moves and you can try them, and work on developing your own techniques, depending on my response." So I described breath, or blowing, sucking on the labia, rapid flicking, and tongue swirling. "These are some of my favorite moves. I heard of one guy that just drew the alphabet with his tongue on his girlfriend's inner labia, and the girl was over the moon pleased with the ...

... result. The idea is to create a variety of movement."

"OK, Henry. Now that we have covered the basics of oral sex, it's time for a pop quiz. Are you ready."

"Is this like a practicum? Do I get to test my skills on you?" Henry asks, eagerly.

"That's the idea," I answer. "I am anxious to see what you can do. Not only that, but I have a very special surprise for you. I am so excited to show you. Are you ready?"

"Oh boy. Am I ever!" he replies.

I stand in front of Henry as he remains sitting on the couch. "I need a drum roll, here." Henry obliges by drumming with his fingers on the couch cushion. We both laugh, and I slowly inch my skirt up.

Just before meeting Henry at art class, I made a pitstop in the girls restroom. I removed my panties, leaving only my crotchless, butterfly panties in place. I had stood in front of the mirror and again admired how hot they looked. They gave me a sexy confidence. It's hard to tell they are crotchless until I open my legs a little.

When my skirt hiked up high enough to reveal my butterfly panties, Henry did a sharp intake of breath. "It's… it's… beautiful!" Then as he watched, I slid my feet apart and opened my knees. In response, the crotch of my panties opened up, revealing my slit. As I looked down to see what Henry saw, my inner labia peeked out, glistening with moisture. Henry's jaw dropped. "Oh, my, god! I don't even know what to say! It's beyond de***********ion. I feel so honored that you wore these, just for me." ...