Miss Laura's Students: A Novel of Erotic Education

Chapter Two-2

Miss Laura continued her instruction, “Unless well-understood as a turn-on, teeth are also unwelcome at this early stage, when a nip is more likely to diminish arousal for most women. Next, one of the biggest mistakes men make in the early stages of lovemaking is to go right for the n*****s and c******s, which is a turn-off for most women. You are to strictly avoid my breasts and p***y until we are on the bed, when I will give you further direction regarding how to approach them. This will increase my erotic anticipation, which is exciting to most women intelligent enough to merit f*****g! Finally, it is vital that you not fall into some sort of erotic trance, and lose track of how the woman is responding to anything you do in the course of lovemaking. It is an art, to be sure, but also not exactly rocket science. If a man keeps his senses open it is usually not difficult to know whether he is being pleasing or not, and if he is in doubt, it is always best simply to ask. You may begin.”

The young man approached the older woman from the front, and reached out with his right hand to lightly stroke her forehead under her short haircut. She closed her eyes and sighed, and he knew he was on the right track, so he continued to delicately trace the planes and features of her face as though he were a blind person memorizing it with his touch. Her full lips quirked into a smile as her caressed their edges, proceeding up her small, straight nose and lingering on her eyelids, now using both hands. He then leaned forward to take her head gently into his hands and repeated the same course very softly with his lips, though strictly avoiding her mouth as per her instructions. Then, using hands and lips at once, he moved along her jawline and onto the tender skin surrounding her ears. Miss Lara moaned and developed goose-bumps for the first time as he did this, so the young man knew he was still on track. He lingered for perhaps five minutes exploring her ears, neck, and the sensitive area beneath her jaw.

“You’re showing quite an aptitude for this!” his teacher sighed, and the young man thanked her and moved on to focus on her shoulders, noting that the hollows under her collarbones also seemed to be quite sensitive. He asked about this, and she emerged from her own erotic trance enough to continue his instruction, “Yes, and this tends to be true about women in general. With the exception of breasts, and we’ll discuss this when the time comes, the protrusions on women’s bodies tend to be less sensitive than the hollows, creases, and crevices. This is perhaps because they are in more constant contact with clothing, or perhaps because Mother Nature wanted us to be more aware of insect intruders there in our less exposed places. Just these sorts of questions are exactly what I want you to ask, so highest marks, and you may proceed.”

The young man proceeded to explore Miss Laura’s firm and perfectly toned shoulders and to move down the outside of each of her arms in turn, caressing lightly with his hands and lips just as she had instructed. He then took his time with each of her hands, marveling at their smallness and softness given how much pain each of them had caused him not so long before. He then worked his way up the inner aspects of her arms, once again eliciting sighs of pleasure, and she willing raised each arm in turn to give him full access to the most sensitive regions of her underarm. He noticed a pleasant smell of soap and a light perfume, as well as a tang of sweat left over from her earlier exertions on behalf of his behind’s correction. He was also acutely aware of each small, firm breast as it lifted enticingly when she raised each arm, but scrupulously suppressed his impulse to wander where he had been so expressly forbidden, knowing what certain dire consequences would have attended. After thorough attention to each underarm, which produced satisfying sighs on several occasions, she bade him stop and lowered her arms to instruct further.

“You are such an apt pupil and have such good instincts that, were I not such a wicked old thing, I might not have the heart to punish such a good young man. Fortunately, for me at least, there are no worries on that issue (meaning either my wickedness or the certainty that your bottom is in for more travails)! You have intuitively followed a pattern of moving from less sensitive areas into more sensitive ones everywhere on a woman’s body, which makes it more likely that your intrusion will be welcome rather than jarring or ticklish. You have also divined that the armpit is a major secondary erogenous zone for many women, some of whom signal this by leaving their underarm hairs unshaved (in fact, one pupil of mine described his mistress’ axillary bush as ‘pubic hair North!).”

The young man continued down the sides of Miss Laura’s torso, producing gooseflesh and involuntary twitches as he did so. He marveled at the condition of the body he was worshipping so intimately, noting that the older woman lacked the hollow ribbiness of the equally slender girls he had been with to that point. He also experienced the irony of finally eliciting some involuntary responses at last from the oh-so-controlled woman who had just finished producing an hour or two of almost nothing else from him. The young man formulated a plan of attack for the rest of this portion of the proceedings. He would first concentrate solely on the back side of the older woman’s body, moving from the nape of her neck to her waist, and then resuming with the back of each leg from heel to hip. He did exactly this, noting her increasing sensitivity as he approached her waistline. Likewise on each sculpted leg, he found that the hollows above each heel and behind each knee were particularly likely to evoke a sigh or a moan.

As the young man approached the sensitive crease dividing the back of each of Miss Laura’s thighs from her jutting, boyish buttocks, he noticed her arousal to be increasing perceptibly. This included a sharper scent from between her slightly divided legs, between which he could see evidence of wetness beginning to slip down each of her thighs. He resisted the impulse to lick it off, remembering her admonition about tongues. Instead, he worked his way back up that sensitive crease, and consoled himself by allowing his hands and lips to explore the spectacular ass that lay completely at his disposal, (within her rather strict limits, of course). He delighted in reproducing in the older woman some of the same involuntary twitching that she had so clearly enjoyed producing in him earlier in the evening when he strayed closer to her bottom-cleavage, but had no fear of intruding too far because her anus remained well-hidden between her muscular ass cheeks.

When the young man finished his careful exploration of the older woman’s delightful backside, he moved around her to resume his ministrations, starting with her toes, which seemed quite sensitive and which he resolved to lick and suck when permitted, and up each leg toward the sensitive tops of her thighs. On each side at the very top of each leg he found a hollow inside each hip and between her lower abdomen and leg that seemed delightfully sensitive, where he lingered on each side. Finally, the young man, still kneeling as he had been for quite some time, finished off this grand tour by caressing, nuzzling, and kissing her well-defined abdomen from top almost to bottom. He carefully avoided her small remnant pubic bush, and ended by moving back and forth just above it, visiting for one last time (for now) the delicious hollows defining the boundary between each of her legs from her torso. He placed one final kiss directly above her pubis, which glistened with arousal, and then sat back on his heels before her and looked up inquisitively for further instruction.

Miss Laura spoke for the first time in many minutes, “That was nothing short of superb, young man, and as you can tell, I am so aroused I can hardly bear it. It is now time for us to move to the bed, where I plan for you to focus on nothing but erogenous zones for the next hour!” She leaned forward to take his head in her hands and plant a firm kiss between his eyes, and then turned and moved a bit less serenely than before to strip the bed down to the bottom sheet, whereupon she leapt almost comically to its very center. The older woman placed two pillows under her head to raise it enough that she could see clearly while totally relaxing, then spread her legs and arms widely, and beckoned the young man to her side. She could see herself reflected obscenely in the mirror on the wall opposite the foot of the bed. The young man, who had noticed the strategically placed large mirrors surrounding the bed, wondered a moment at the motives his parents had for designing their guest suite to be such a possible visual s****l playground.

The older woman proceeded with her instruction, “And now, we come to the breasts. Breasts are an erotically complicated part of a woman for many reasons. Our culture puts great emphasis on their size, such that women equipped like me are often choosing to go through painful surgeries (which I assure you could not possibly increase a woman’s erotic pleasure) in order to enhance their attractiveness. Men are often more erotically attached to breasts than are the women wearing them, and this may be a product of male infantilism. In fact, Voltaire actually said some two centuries ago that the top half of a woman is for the boy, whereas the bottom half is for the man, so I suppose immature male breast fetishism is hardly a new phenomenon.”

“Stimulating n*****s releases hormones that increase pair bonding in women, regardless of whether an infant or a man is suckling them, so paying proper attention to breasts is an important attribute of every good lover. I recommend proceeding as you have been with hands and lips, starting with the crevices beneath each breath and along its side, which are often quite tender and erotically enlivened, and spiraling inward toward the n*****s. Once you reach the areoles with your mouth, it is time for your tongue to come into play, though very lightly, circling each n****e before focusing on it. Sucking, light at first and carefully gauged to the woman’s response, may then begin, as may gentle biting, which can be intensified experimentally if it produces encouragement. You may proceed!”

The young man did precisely as he had been told, experimenting also with firmer, more massaging touch, and with combining this massage with the actions of his mouth on each n****e, producing cries of delight from the older woman. He then began to investigate how intensely his teeth could be employed, and discovered that his dominant teacher might have at least a smidgen of submissive in her, in that she convulsed and asked for more as he bit more firmly into each n****e. Finally she cried, “Enough!” and thrust his face from her, laughing.

Miss Laura spoke, “Very well then, I’ve tormented myself long enough! It’s time for you to learn about the wonderful art of c*********s, and for me to finally have the climax I’ve been craving for several hours. If you become as adept at eating p***y as you have shown yourself to be at everything else I’ve asked of you so far, you will seldom lack for female companionship. Further, you will retain your s****l power long after that little man between your legs (who has been so excited and so ignored for the past hour) has had his last erection. Men who love women love burying their faces between their partners’ legs for as long as they can, and an aversion to c*********s is a good marker for misogyny.”