Introductions.

Simon was a man of 60, recently retired from his professorship at a prestigious US university, where his expertise was in the sciences, and particularly in Chemistry. He was financially comfortable in his retirement, and physically fit, but was rather bored by the day-to-day routines of life. He was always on the lookout for interesting diversions.

He was particular friends with Bill, who he worked closely with at the university for a time, but who was less academically oriented. He was more of a sportsman, and was slightly younger than Simon. He was an African-American of Kenyan heritage, with a substantial family to care for; a slightly younger wife (also black) and three daughters all under the age of 30.

Simon visited them often for social time, not least because he was rather taken with Bill's beautiful wife, and he flirted with her often, though he knew that it would never lead anywhere. She flirted lightly too, but it was fully understood that these verbal exchanges were just light fun and neither of them would ever make any real 'advances' towards the other. Apart from anything else, she loved Bill, and he would make a formidable enemy!

The couple had produced three equally beautiful daughters, inheriting their mother's genes in particular, but they were also vibrant, youthful and energetic, by courtesy of Bill's athletic genes. They would frequently come and go at the house when Simon was there, but his attention was usually focused on their mother. Whenever he did see them all together, he couldn't help but think of 'Diana Ross and The Supremes', and their song 'Baby Love' often played in the back of his mind. It had been released in the year of his birth and was frequently played in the background throughout his very earliest years!

The youngest of the daughters was Ramona, aged 20, who was studying for a Nursing qualification. She was the most beautiful of them all, very like her mother must have been at that age, when Bill had first met her. Simon had no designs on her at all, thinking her completely 'out of bounds', partly because of their age difference, but also because of his close friendship with her parents.

Over drinks at their house, Bill confided that Ramona was having some difficulties with her studies, and in Chemistry in particular. Knowing Simon's specialisms, he asked if he could offer her any help or advice.

Ramona was in the room when the issue was first brought up. She had always appeared very quiet and subdued in Simon's presence, as though she might be suppressing something, and seemed to avoid his gaze, he thought. He put it down to 'youthful insecurity' in the presence of her elders.

Simon offered to talk with Ramona about her academic issues, if she was amenable to that. He told Bill that he would be happy to devote some of his spare time to helping Ramona, free of charge, of course, but only if she wanted him to. He did not want to impose himself on her as a teacher, but he would be very happy to guide her as a family friend. Bill was keen to take up Simon's offer, and asked Ramona to join them at the table.

Ramona had always admired Simon from afar, and was well aware of his flirtatious attraction to her mother. He had never shown any flirtatious interest in her or her sisters, but she sometimes felt a fluttering in her belly when his gaze caught hers. She usually suppressed it and broke eye contact, casting her gaze down modestly.

She presented herself at home as an innocent young girl, but she knew that there was a seething cauldron of sexual desire suppressed within her. She had (secretly) had some sexual experience; it had been limited largely to unsatisfactory teenage fumblings, though she was no longer a virgin. Her sexual instincts were becoming more demanding, and she had concluded that she needed the guidance of an older, more experienced man, to allow her sexuality to blossom fully.

She could think of no guide more suitable or more appealing than Simon, but she dared not make any approach to him, in case he should reveal anything to her parents. However, when her Dad called her over to ask what she would think about some private tuition in Chemistry from Simon, she felt her belly tremble and her pussy flutter.

She tried not to sound TOO keen, but agreed that she would need help to pass her approaching exams, and it was suggested that she should spend some study-time with Simon. He said that could happen at her house, or at his, as long as they both had spare time.

It was agreed that Simon and Ramona should have some private time first to discuss her concerns, before any commitment to a programme of tutorials could be planned, and they retreated to her room in the family home for their first private consultation. Simon was genuinely keen to help his friends and their family, and had no thoughts beyond that; if he had, he might have been more hesitant.

His discussion with Ramona in her room was the first time he had ever been alone with her privately. She was emboldened because he was in HER private 'territory' now and he was the more inhibited, because he was very conscious that he had been trusted by his friends downstairs.

She explained that she had to study Maths and Statistics, English, Biology, Anatomy and Physiology, and Nursing Aid, as well as Chemistry. She was reasonably confident about most of that, though a little weak in Anatomy and Physiology, but really struggled with Chemistry.

He sensed that she was becoming flirtatious when her eyes widened, and her red lips parted, as she talked to him about 'Anatomy'! It was obviously her favourite part of the course and the one she was most interested in... particularly, male anatomy.

He began to realise that she was sexually attracted to him. He was initially flattered, because she was not only beautiful, just like her Mom, but very much younger than him. He was conscious of his friendship with Bill, and his own secret fantasies about her Mom, so he tried his best to remain objective and detached. He told himself that she could not really be serious in her interest, but it certainly seemed that she was.

She continued to tease him mercilessly, and provocatively, taking every opportunity to try to embarrass him. She showed plenty of leg when she sat (or squirmed) on her chair, and he thought that the top button or two of her blouse had magically opened. He avoided touching her, but that only seemed to enhance her interest and strengthen her efforts to appeal. She casually touched his arm and hands as she showed him her textbooks, and 'accidentally' brushed against him time and again. His body began to respond to her words and to her touch, despite his attempts to suppress his urges.

She sat at her desk to show him the detailed documents relating to her course, and when he leant over her and rested a hand on her shoulder, she jolted as though with an electric shock, and looked up at him. He reached forward to move some papers on her desk, and his long fingers touched her bare arm, sliding down to the back of her hand. She seemed to stop breathing, but as he bent down beside her, she felt his breath playing against her ear.

It was enough for Ramona to feel her pussy tremble and moisten with suppressed desire, and she also suspected that Simon had become hard inside his jeans. Looking aside, she thought she saw a bulge growing, and as she stood, his hand rested briefly on her hip; she turned and swayed her body, brushing against him, and feeling his hardness against her. She smiled up at him and the point of her tongue circled her lips, while her eyes flashed a message of desire.

The spell was suddenly broken by her Mom calling them to come down for dinner.

Ramona smiled and said, “We could do so much more, Simon, if we had time. Can we have the next tutorial at your house?”

Simon composed himself and they both went downstairs to eat and talk with the family.

He was a little nervous now, but Ramona was very enthusiastic about his help, and how much it would mean to her exam prospects. Her parents seem pleased by her positive attitude, and Bill asked if Simon could really devote some of his time to Ramona for free.

Simon said, “Of course! There is no question of any charge at all. It would be a great pleasure to help Ramona to succeed.”

Before any more could be said, Ramona interrupted to say, “It would be much easier for me to concentrate if we could study more quietly at Simon's house, I think. I could take all my books and notes over there very easily... He is within walking distance, after all.”

So it was agreed that future tutorials would be held weekly at Simon's house, until the exams were complete. The timescale was fairly short, so Simon emphasised that she would also have to work hard between meetings too. He suggested that he should set her a task each week- perhaps a 'mock' exam question- which she would have to complete under time constraints, and present her efforts to him at the next tutorial. Her parents would have to be involved too, by timing her isolation in her room, while she completed these tasks and perhaps also sending her work to him in advance.

Ramona was less keen on this aspect of the plan, but her parents readily agreed to play their role in her teaching. They were delighted that a way forward seemed to be emerging, and easing their anxieties about her future.

Ramona stared hard at Simon across the dining table, and her eyes shone with a deep lust, unseen by her parents. He recognised it though, and became very nervous about the moral dilemma he would inevitably face when they were alone once more.

The first tutorial was set very soon, as an initial session between Ramona and Simon, at his house.

The First Tutorial.

Simon waited nervously for Ramona to arrive for her first 'planning session'. He knew that she would be provocative in every way, and he wanted to please her without completely breaking the trust her parents had placed in him.

He persuaded himself that if he used her sexual drives to enhance her learning, he would still be behaving 'properly'. In his heart of hearts, he knew that this was a weak moral justification, but he also had to admit to himself that he probably wouldn't be able to resist physically, nor would he really want to, if she offered herself to him. He had idolised her mother for so long, with no prospect of realisation, and Ramona was so like her!

When Ramona knocked at his door, he took a very deep breath before he opened it.

She stood there, young and bright-eyed with expectation, and smiled broadly. Her pearl-white teeth gleamed out from between ruby red lips, and her black skin shone with health. Her make-up was immaculate, with bright eye-shadow and glossy black hair tumbling down to her shoulders. In any circumstances, she would have been irresistible to any man, but here she was, standing on his doorstep, and eager to be welcomed in. He tried to compose himself, and swallowed hard as he invited her inside, but he could already feel the growing pressure of his own sexual urges.

They sat together on the couch, side by side. Both were uncertain how to start, but it was Ramona who opened the conversation.

She said, “Simon, I hope you know that I really DO want to learn and prepare for my exams, but I have admired you in every way, for such a long time. This situation feels a bit unreal now, but I hope we can combine both the academic and personal growth I need to achieve. I admire you not only as a teacher, but also as a man, and I hope I can benefit from both aspects in these tutorials.”

“I appreciate your honesty, Ramona,” said Simon. “It must be obvious that I find you very attractive, but I don't want to take advantage of you.”

Ramona laughed and said, “ It may be me who is taking advantage of you, Simon! You are going to help me with my Chemistry, and I hope with my study of Anatomy.”

Simon had to adjust himself in his seat, as his cock responded to her suggestion, and Ramona noticed his discomfort. Her hand fell to his thigh, and stroked slowly upwards from his knee over and over again, while she stared him boldly in the face.

“As I said, Simon, I have long admired you as a man, though I have never seen all of you! Would you give me this opportunity to see if you are anything like my imaginings?” she said.

He did not reply, but now Ramona began to stroke his hard cock through the denim of his jeans, and he did not object, nor did he stop her when she began to unbutton his fly and then fold back the covers, revealing his bulging briefs. “My goodness, Simon!” she exclaimed, “there is even more to you than I had imagined!”

He stood silently in front of Ramona, whose gaze was fixed now on the swollen head of Simon's cock protruding above the elasticated waistband of his briefs. She reached out to grasp the waistband and pull it away from his body, then draw the briefs down to free him completely.

She did not breathe at all while she did this, but once his entire cock and balls were fully exposed, pointing to the sky, she sighed a deep sigh and said, “Yes, much more than I had imagined Simon!” She wrapped a thumb and forefinger around him, though they were only just able to meet, and as she gently slid her fingers down his shaft, they were forced apart by the greater thickness at his root.

It was Simon's turn to sigh as her other hand slipped down to cup his tight balls, lift them gently, and squeeze and tease them. She looked up at him now and said, “That is magnificent, Simon, but I can't leave you in this state, can I! I think you surely need some relief from the pressures which brought you to this... If I'm understanding Anatomy correctly, you need to release the weight of cum that I can feel in these balls, Simon!”

Simon could only nod mutely and allow Ramona to play with him as she wished. He looked down at her beautiful face as she gently took the head of his cock into her mouth, wrapping her generous lips around it, and swirled her pointed pink tongue around the circumference. It seemed she had done this before.

One hand moved up and down his hard shaft, while the other played with his balls, and she sucked loudly on the swollen head, now filling her mouth. She coordinated her hands and mouth expertly, and it was not long before Simon felt his legs trembling, and the urge to push his cock through her hands into her mouth became overwhelming. She recognised the signs and her grip tightened around him, while her sucking became more and more intense.

Finally, he could resist no longer, and grasped her head tightly, while he pushed his cock as deeply into her mouth as she could accept. Freezing motionless in that pose, he felt the rush of cum pulsing from his balls, and through his throbbing shaft, to spurt violently inside Ramona's willing mouth.

She clamped her lips tightly around him, determined, it seemed, not to spill a drop of his cum. She swallowed and swallowed and swallowed, in gulp after gulp, as Simon emptied himself into her. But as the impetus lessened, she carefully withdrew him from her lips.

She looked up at him, very happily, and smiled widely. That allowed a little creamy white cum to squeeze from each corner of her lips and dribble down to meet at the point of her black chin; Simon found the sight of his white cum dribbling from between her ruby red lips, and over her black skin, to be perhaps the most erotic sight he had ever seen. She used her pointed pink tongue and her forefinger to deftly scoop the escaped cum back into her mouth, and swallow that too.

Simon was trembling with the release of tension, and had to sit down beside her again. She hugged him tightly, and kissed him deeply, allowing him to taste his own cum and her saliva mixed in a salty cocktail.

Ramona was the first to speak. “That was spectacular!” she said, “I have done that with a few boys, but none of them produced so much cum as that, Simon! But then, I don't think any of them were as big as you either. This Anatomy lesson certainly didn't disappoint!”

Simon covered himself up and said, “I could tell you had done that before, Ramona. You were spectacularly good at it, but if you should ever need more practice, you will only have to ask!”

Ramona giggled, licking her lips lasciviously with her pink tongue. “I enjoy it, Simon, so anytime you feel the need, I'm sure I could oblige. Like I said, I have done it before, but not with very many boys, and NO men like you. That was amazing.”

“Did any of them ever return the compliment, by going down on you, Ramona?” asked Simon.

“No,” she said curtly, “no-one has ever done that for me. I did ask one boy to do it, but he just refused. He just wanted to shove his cock into me, and that's how I lost my virginity. It wasn't a pleasure at all- not for me anyway, though he seemed very pleased with himself.”

“Well, we still have some time left on this 'tutorial',” said Simon, “and you need to understand the female response as well as the male, don't you, so would you like me to go down on you now? It would be a pleasure for me, I assure you- it is my favourite way to excite a woman!”

“O my God!” said Ramona, “I would love to feel that from an experienced man like you. Sucking you off has got me so excited, that I'm dripping wet down there already- will that be OK?”

“It will be my pleasure,” said Simon, “and I hope it will be yours too! Let me undress you and you just try to relax...”

Ramona stood nervously in front of Simon, seated on the couch. She knew that he was an experienced man- that was much of his appeal- but it also made her wonder how he would feel about her body.

She had always cared for her body and pampered herself a little too. She cared for her hair, her make-up, her fingernails, and all the cosmetic features a young girl needs to consider nowadays. Her skincare routine was comprehensive, with all-over moisturising of her sleek body; her black skin shone with health and glistened with reflected light wherever she went. She had paid particular care to her pussy, which was meticulously waxed to remove the very last hair from her mound and pussy lips.

She also enjoyed dressing in a very stylish way. On this occasion, she was fairly simply dressed, but when she was 'going out', she usually wore beautiful lingerie, sometimes stockings and suspenders, with miniscule panties, and she loved to wear the very highest heels she could manage. She had a very clear image of what was considered a “sexy” look,

This first visit to Simon's home had gone a little further and faster than she had anticipated, or even hoped, but even so, she was dressed smartly in a black pencil skirt, with an expensive silky blouse, over a matching black and pink set of bra and panties, and with black, hold-up stockings, and shiny black shoes. She had already teased Simon by surreptitiously undoing one blouse button after another, to reveal more and more of her cleavage; a glimpse of her bra was evident too.

Simon got her to kick off the shoes, and began to unbutton her blouse all the way, while she tried her best to stay still. He pushed the blouse back over her shoulders, to float gently down to the floor, then reached behind her to undo her bra; she brought her arms forward to allow him to remove it easily, all the while studying his face, to see what his reactions might be.

She need not have worried! Simon's face lit up with pleasure as her pert breasts were revealed, with compact circular areolae topped by firm erect nipples, even darker than her skin, “Perfect,” he muttered, as he weighed her breasts in his hands, and teased her nipples with his thumbs. He leaned forward to lightly kiss each breast on the pointed nipple.

Now his attention moved to the waistband of her skirt, which he deftly unhooked, and she wiggled her hips to help him ease it down, and let it join her blouse and bra on the floor.

He looked up at her and smiled. It was clear, even before he removed her panties, that she was fully shaven, but it was only as he peeled them down that he realised how comprehensively she was waxed clean. He drew her panties down her thighs, over the stocking tops, to join the rest of her clothes.

“Ramona,” he said, “that was like unwrapping the most beautiful present I could ever imagine. The wrapping itself was gorgeous, but the contents... my goodness, the contents are just staggeringly beautiful. You are the most beautiful woman I have seen in many a year!”

She giggled with pleasure, and perhaps with relief too, and her body relaxed in front of him. She stood there completely naked apart from a pair of black, hold-up stockings, and waited for his instructions.

He stood face to face with Ramona, and despite his own recent climax, his cock was newly energised, and pressed against her belly; she reached down to touch him again.

“No, Ramona,” he said, “this time its all about you. I can see that you need release now, in the same way that I did earlier, and I want you to be treated as you should be. Just lie back on the couch and think of nothing except your own body, and the feelings that are going to grow and grow until they overwhelm you. I can see that your thighs above your stocking tops are shining damp already, so let me please you.”

Ramona shivered with anticipation of his touch as she laid back on the couch and spread her arms and her legs to welcome him.

He knelt between her legs, and his hands stroked from her feet, up the sensual silk of her stockings, to the thicker band of support, then to the sudden change of texture as his fingers met her damp inner thighs. Ramona gasped and hugged herself, clasping her arms around her own breasts, and squeezing them tight.

Meanwhile, Simon's long strong fingers played gently on Ramona's inner thighs, spreading the light dampness above her stocking tops, while he observed her pussy with visceral delight. He was astonished by the TOTAL lack of a single hair on the glistening black skin of her pubic mound, and her slightly darker pussy lips.

However, the sight which really made his balls tighten was the perfect wet strawberry pink slash between her dark pussy lips, as they opened invitingly before his eyes. It was so inviting that he had to restrain himself from immediately plunging his tongue into her, and trying to scoop out the tasty liquids which dripped from her.

He was determined to maximise her pleasure.

He parted the dark lips with his thumbs, and could clearly see the depths of her vaginal opening, brimming with clear honey. As he moved his thumbs upwards, her erect pink clit appeared, already coated with her juices, and begging to be sucked and licked. He was astonished by the bright pinkness of this young pussy, and when it was framed in deepest black, it seemed to him like a real work of art.

He would reserve his tongue and mouth for later, he decided, and began to explore her with his fingers. They were very soon coated in her honey, and slipped smoothly along the length of her lips, which now remained parted for whatever was to come; her hips were moving slightly, encouraging some intrusion into her depths, but Simon held back as long as he could bear. It was longer than Ramona could bear, and when he touched and stroked her clit with his fingertips, she shouted out loud. “Simon, I can't wait; please, please, please!”

He relented, and for the first time ever, Ramona felt a pointed tongue stroking, licking, exploring the length of her pussy lips, before delving inside her depths. It darted in and out rapidly, and she writhed with pleasure, until Simon withdrew his tongue, and inserted one very long finger deep inside her.

His mouth moved to cover her clit, drawing it firmly in between his lips, and his tongue flickered back and forth across it, along it, and around it. She gasped and grunted as he sucked her clit between his tight lips, and responded with her hips as he pressed his mouth more and more firmly against her.

At the same time he coordinated the movement of his finger, now joined by a second, in and out of her pussy. They plunged more and more forcefully in and out of her, and the longest curled up against her vaginal wall, seeking her magic spot.

It seemed that he found it because Ramona suddenly became very energised and very voluble. Her hips moved rapidly against him, and she reached down to press his head ever harder against her, while shouting, “Fuck, fuuck, FUUCK!” at full volume.

In no time, she reached a powerful orgasm, almost suffocating Simon as she wrapped her thighs around his head, and pressed her hands down on him. His fingers were buried deep inside her when she came, and he felt her gripping them tightly, ripples of muscular pressure trying to milk them. She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, until the peak passed, then exhaled in one great gasp, her body deflating and releasing him from her grip.

He gingerly removed his fingers from her sensitive cunt, and lifted his head from between her thighs. He saw her beautiful body still trembling a little, her black skin glistening in the light, and occasionally, she was wracked by an unexpected shiver.

He drew a deep breath, taking in all the complex aromas of a satisfied woman in heat,

They gathered themselves to cuddle together, and allow themselves to calm sufficiently to talk.

“That was incredible, Simon,” said Ramona, “I've had orgasms before, of course, and I've got myself off so MANY times, but there was something different about that somehow. No man has ever done that for me before, and I'm so glad it was you who treated me to those special feelings. I'm discovering that there are all sorts of climaxes to be had, and they are all very different in their qualities. Perhaps they are just different with different people too?”

“Every one is as individual as people are, Ramona- everyone gives in different ways, and everyone reacts in different ways, I think.” said Simon.

They dressed again, though Ramona had to put her soaking wet panties in her pocket to smuggle them back home secretly, and Simon offered to walk her home, for safety- it was getting dark now.

They turned to the supposed purpose for their meetings, and Simon handed her some papers with instructions; it was a test he had prepared for her to complete under exam conditions, to be invigilated by her parents, before their next meeting.

She sighed and said, “Well, if you will reward me for a good performance, Simon, I will do my very best!”

“That sounds like a good plan,” chuckled Simon, “for both of us! You will have to think hard about what sort of 'reward' you would like, for completing your test well.”

At the corner of the street, they stopped briefly in the darkness, to hug and kiss deeply; again their tastes mixed and they both relished it. He squeezed her soft ass and pressed her breasts against him, and then they continued to her door in a more prim and proper manner.

They would meet again in a week's time. Simon was dying to know what reward Ramona would demand...