Cindy The Gangbang Coach - Sex Stories

Cindy The Gangbang Coach

... inhibitions, I took my time, using my lips and tongue delicately on her pussy. She was stiff at first, but settled in, purring with pleasure, moving around, squeezing her own breasts. Her orgasm arrived with whimpers, gasps, and cries. She arched and bucked but I held on until the waves subsided. She was different post-orgasm. Her modesty had evaporated. She was spread out nude on the couch, with one leg dangling off while a finger slowly circled on her clit. She was irresistible; I competed with the finger to lick her some more. From that position I told her what I thought, "You look delicious, taste delicious, smell delicious." She smiled. "Right now you are unashamed, relaxed, open, composed, at peace with yourself. The goal is to feel all that, plus enjoy the sex, while a hundred guys are trying to fuck you and jerk off on your face." After a quiet period, she shared, "You're shocking but warm and loving at the same time. I think I'm starting to get it. I feel different already, more confident that I can do what Wes wants." "Wes wants?" I prompted. "Okay, I want it too. I know that now." We agreed to meet again two nights later. Vicky arrived for session number two in a cheerful mood. "What's up, Coach?" she asked. I showed her a collection of sex toys I brought to broaden her horizons. She got wide-eyed as she sorted through them. Over the next few hours, I demonstrated how to use vibrators and dildos for personal pleasure and group entertainment. I used larger sizes ...

... than she had ever seen. I fucked her myself with a strap-on, stretching her and her imagination. We shared a double-dong while I probed her mouth with a big, black silicone rubber cock. I let Vicky ream me with it, then used it on her. All her holes were filled, separately or at once. We tried dozens of combinations until nothing would surprise or scare her. I was enjoying the fun with Vicky and pleased by her progress. She was wonderful to work with and to play with. At our third meeting, I accelerated the training. "Okay, cumslut, on the bed, naked," I commanded Vicky, while taking off my clothes. She stripped and hopped in, no longer inhibited, at least not with me. I joined her in bed, saying, "Now make yourself come. I'll be the crowd, watching every move." Vicky appeared very uncertain, processing this new twist. "Just do it," I insisted. She lay flat and spread her legs, slipping into the mood. As she rubbed her favorite pussy parts I teased, fondled and fingered her. I played with her boobs and pinched her nipples. Upping the ante, I fucked her mouth and twat with a dildo. No matter what, she kept going. When I thought the time was right, I covertly texted 'NOW' to Carlos and Jeremy, two friends waiting in their car. They entered the bedroom minutes later. Totally surprised, Vicky shrieked, then tried to hide against the headboard, folded up as small as possible. She glared at me. The guys laughed but I scolded them, "Be nice, give the new girl a break." I sat by her, ...