Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross

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I laid down on my back with my knees up while Kara positioned herself between my thighs. I put a pillow behind my head so I could admire my curvaceous, impromptu student and her slender hand moving perfectly on my cock. I gave her some Sliquid Organics Natural Lube for her left hand, then relaxed my anal muscles while I helped her find the center of my rosebud with the pad of her index finger.

“Now. Just press in with the flat of your finger and make slow circles until you feel the muscles have relaxed.”

Kara obeyed. I closed my eyes and let any unconscious tension in my ass go with her massage. She was careful. She looked up into my eyes, and I returned her gaze, then let my gaze flow down over her body to her strong thighs and between them, the neatly trimmed dark blond triangle. I supported my erection at its base with my right hand. I saw her eyes move in its direction and just stare a little while before closing her eyes again in concentration.

“That’s good… I want you inside me, Kara.”

I gave her some basic instruction, but as is common, she pressed against my opening and kept increasing her pressure, trying to penetrate. This technique has always been unpleasant for me, so I politely stopped her and said:

“Now's the time for very, very slow in sex.”

I explained how to do painless penetration with patience. Gradually her index finger was within.

“Okay… angle your finger up toward my belly button. That’s it. Now curl your finger around that firm round place…. and alternate between little pulls against it… yes! Like that.”

Kara was a quick study plus she had discipline. She kept her finger inside me on the precise angle then worked with me to find the right stroke speed and strength against my prostate. The sensation is hard to describe. It hardens me to capacity but in the beginning isn’t so interested in being touched. My prostate needs time to swell just like a g-spot or clitoris does. Massaging my normal-sized prostate is okay, but it can be easily uncomfortable if done too hard too quickly.

Kara took the lead and my penis into her right hand. I squirted some Sliquid Organics Natural Lube over my glans and suggested she pump me gently and slow so that she could get the hang of two different things at once. It was brilliant and she had skills. I bobbed my hips uncontrollably once or twice with the feel of the prostate zing going from my ass up through my urethra and tingling at my cocklips with each rhythmic motion.

“God, this is better than when I do it myself.” (with the Aneros Massager)

I coasted, a hottie hand-fucking me two different ways. She watched me move and love the feelings. Kara’s head lilted to one side and her hand on my very hard penis moved faster and faster. I blew. It’s so hard to keep my eyes open, but I love to watch the white shoot into the air and flow down over her fingers. I groaned loud and deep, then growled out a throaty request amid my orgasm for her to slow things down to keep my hypersensitivity from shortening the length of my pleasure. She did, and just held me still inside and out.

"That was wonderful. Youre a very good teacher, Eric"

I thanked her and we basked in the happy a little longer before there was a knock at the door. We cleaned up and washed hands quickly, because another couple wanted the room, then went back out to the party for cupcakes and sitting together, very close, on a sofa.

-Fin

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