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Teach Her, Teacher!	By : EroPrincess Category: Digimon > Het-Male/Female Views: 17815 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“You may be young but you’re ready…” Keith Sweat; Make it Last Forever

Lesson 4: Teach Her, Teacher!

Davis rested comfortably in the large, plush Versace chair as he watched his longtime fuck friend strip for him. He folded his arms behind his head and smirked at the exotic, super-curvy Mexican erotically dance.

The woman had large, clear, almost-black eyes, full lips, high cheekbones, and a smooth, blemish-free, olive skin complexion. She sensually tossed her long, curly black hair over her shoulders and gave her lover a come-hither look.

She closed her eyes and Davis noticed how her long, thick, curly lashes fell over her cheeks, casting shadows.

She's so sexy.

She opened her eyes and placed both of her hands on her knees. Dipping in front of him, she gyrated and slowly came up, teasing the hell out of her “friend”. The short, silk, black and red rose-printed camisole she wore began to bunch around her hips, revealing the matching G-string and garter belt.

“¿Te agrada cuando hago esto, papi?” (Do you like it when I do that, daddy?) she whispered throatily.

“Why ask questions you already know the answer to?” Davis retorted. “Just shut up and keep dancing for me.”

“Sí, papi,” she smiled as she continued to move her body to the sexy music of R. Kelly.

Why do I have a weakness for exotic-looking foreign women with accents? Davis mused to himself. He grinned evilly when his guest turned around and slowly inched her camisole above her hips. The girl has an ass that just won't quit! He thought when his “friend” revealed her firm, round cheeks. That singer Beyoncé has nothing on her!

Lifting it above her head, she tossed it on the floor and began to vibrate her buttocks for him.

Stifling a groan, Davis watched the erotic sight, feeling his dick hardening on contact. Both of her round cheeks shook to the rhythm of the R&B music that was currently playing. How does she do that?

“Dígame lo que usted quiere,” (Tell me what you want) she seductively spoke with her back still facing him.

“I want you to come here Rosa, now.” Davis demanded as he balled his hands into fists.

Rosa covered her bare chest and turned around. She slowly walked towards Davis and straddled his lap. “¿Ahora lo que, Daisuke? Yo no puedo sentarme apenas aquí toda la noche.” (Now what Daisuke? I can't just sit here all night.)

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Kari watched, completely fascinated at the display before her. She continued to look when Davis pulled the woman's hands apart so he could suckle her chest.

As she released a low groan, she felt the familiar rush of heat course through her body. Her nipples strained against her shirt, and her vaginal muscles tightened in anticipation.

Instinctively, she began to pet herself through her clothes while she continued to watch. Kari slipped a hand underneath her shirt and inside of her bra. She lightly pinched her nipple as her other hand slipped past the waistband of her sweatpants.

She pressed her finger against her swollen clit, rubbing it gently against her panties. A loud moan escaped her soft, pink lips, but Kari didn't pay it any attention. She closed her eyes, visualizing her and Takeru in that room…together…

Kari kept touching herself, while her moans became just a little bit louder… She didn't realize the watcher was now the watchee…

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Davis stopped paying attention to Rosa when he noticed Kari standing outside of his cracked bedroom door touching her private places. Thankfully, Rosa didn't notice because Davis knew he'd never tear his gaze away from the shy girl.

So she’s watching… he thought. Now she's… Davis felt his penis jerk through his pants in realization. She's…having an orgasm!

Davis' hold on Rosa tightened when Kari's movements became more urgent. He released a deep groan when Kari threw her head back and gasped in pleasure. He swallowed hard when she finally recovered and opened her dazed eyes.

Their eyes met and once Kari realized what she done, and whom she done it in front of, her eyes filled with tears. She covered her face in humiliation, turned around and ran.

Immediately becoming alarmed, Davis grabbed Rosa's hips and lifted her off his lap.

“¿Qué...?” (What…?) Rosa never had the chance to speak.

“I'll be right back.” Davis said. He knew it was a lie. He wasn't coming back until he knew Kari was all right, and if it took him all night then so be it.

Marching over to his bed, Rosa sat down and glared at her “friend”. “Bah,” she snorted as she folded her arms over her chest. “¡Haga cualquier usted desea! ¡Yo no estaré aquí cuando usted vuelve!” (Do whatever you wish! I won't be here when you return!)

“That's fine,” he shrugged when he slipped into his shoes. “Just make sure you lock the door when you leave.”

Rosa sat with her mouth agape, gasping at Davis' audacity. Snatching one of the empty wineglasses that rested on a nearby table, she picked it up and hurled it at him. It shattered against the bedroom door, just as Davis closed it. “¡Bastardo!” she cursed him.

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Davis stood outside of Kari's apartment door and listened to her sobbing on the other side. Not bothering to knock, he retrieved his key from his pants pocket and unlocked the door.

Kari didn't look up from her spot on the sofa when Davis entered. She sat curled on the sofa, hugging her knees against her chest, crying softly.

“Kari?” Davis called out to her. He closed the door and knelt in front of her. “Kari, are you alright?” Of course she's not you idiot!

“I'm sorry,” she sniffled. She kept her head down to avoid seeing his face. “What I did…it was an invasion of your privacy. I shouldn't have…” Kari never finished her sentence. She tightened her hold around her knees and cried harder.

Lifting her chin with his index finger, Davis forced the young woman to look at him. “It's alright, Kari. I…” he looked away and grinned, “…liked it…”

Kari stopped crying and lifted her head to look at him. “What…I don't understand… You're so…experienced…”

“Kari, you're a beautiful, young woman.” Davis reached forward and tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ear. “You shouldn't be ashamed about exploring your sexuality. Hell,” he chuckled dryly, “I'm surprised there isn't a man in your life to help you…”

What? This gave Kari an idea. Maybe that's why Takeru doesn't notice me. I haven't had a chance to allow anyone to help me become a full woman!

“Well, there's this guy at school who I like,” Kari began while she wiped her cheeks. “I really like him, but unfortunately he doesn't acknowledge my existence. Maybe it's because I'm a virgin, and…”

Davis' eyebrows rose past his forehead. A virgin; I didn’t think they still existed nowadays!

“…sometimes at night when I'm alone,” she continued, “I touch myself whenever I think about him...”

His eyes become as wide as saucers while he listened to the naïve hostess. Why is she telling me this?

“And, that's what I was doing…when you…caught…me…” Kari lowered her gaze and blushed profusely. “I was imagining it was me and him…in your room…together…”

O…kay… “Kari, I don't understand…” Davis began. “Why are you telling me all of this?”

“Well, I…” her blush deepened when she looked into his dark, curious eyes. “…I was hoping… I mean, I wanted to know,” she corrected herself, “if you'd help me become a…full woman. I need your assistance, and you seem experienced enough; and maybe with your help, I'd get the guy of my fantasies to finally notice me.”

Davis' surprised expression didn't falter. Frowning, he asked, “What do you mean? Be more specific…”

Kari's eyes became glassy as she bravely reached forward to caress Davis' arm. He shivered from the contact. “I want you to touch me and to teach me everything you know…about sex.”

Before Davis could protest, he felt Kari's warm, soft lips pressed against his. The kiss happened so suddenly, he couldn't stop it in time. He didn't want to, but he did, anyway.

Regretfully he pulled his face away from hers. Her lips felt nice, for the two seconds the kiss lasted. “Kari, you don't know what you're talking about. You're still upset about tonight.”

Kari shook her head, dismissing Davis' previous statement. “Yes, I'll admit I'm a bit embarrassed about what happened, but that's the reason why I need your help. I want you to help me become more confident, like that woman you were with earlier. She didn't seem embarrassed about touching herself, showing her body, or dancing for you. I…I wanna be confident like that, too!”

Shaking his head in disbelief, Davis looked deeply into Kari's eyes and saw pure sincerity. “You're serious…”

She nodded meekly. “I am. You don't have to worry about anything; I promise I won't tell a soul! It'll be our little secret.”

Sighing heavily, Davis looked away and seriously considered the girl's offer. Sure, he's broken in a few virgins in his day, but this was something completely different. Kari wanted him to teach her everything he knew about the art of pleasuring a woman. As much as he tried to fight temptation, Davis felt himself becoming hard.

Looking at her again, Davis tried one more time to reason with the girl. “Kari please listen to me; you're still a virgin, and you should save your virginity for the right man. I'm all wrong, and…and I'll just take advantage of you…”

“Then do it.” Kari replied simply. “I'm tired of feeling like I'm the only person who hasn't experienced sex! If you feel like you have to take advantage of me in order to help me, then you're free to do so.” She smiled genuinely at him to ease any more doubts he might have. “Nevertheless, you can rest assured that you won't be taking advantage of me. I'm more than willing to play along.”

“Kari!” Davis cried as he ran a frustrated hand through his hair. He felt his dick increase in size from her words. He tried one more time to talk some sense into her.

“I'm all wrong for you! I'll…I'll break your heart! I…I can't—I won't—commit to a woman! Usually I…”

Kari silenced Davis' words by grabbing his hand and placing it on her breast. Her face shaded a deep red from the touch, but she couldn't think of any other way to convince Davis she was sincere about her request.

“I'm not asking you to marry me,” she said. “I'm not looking for a happily ever after, either. All I'm asking is for your assistance so I can get the guy I like to show some interest in me.”

Davis' eyes wondered to where his hand lay flat against her breast on top of her shirt. Closing his eyes, he gave the soft flesh a firm squeeze and asked, “Are you absolutely sure about this, Kari?” because damnit, now he was! He wanted to teach her—no, scratch that—he wanted her!

Moistening her dry lips with her tongue, Kari nodded and answered, “Yes. It's funny, I hardly know you, but for the weirdest reason I completely trust you.”

Complete shock and happiness filtered through Davis' body at the same time. She trusts me? With Kari admitting that to him, how could he agree with her request? Then again, how could he not…? “You really mean that?”

She nodded and spoke. “Yeah, I do. So,” she shrugged helplessly and grinned. “Will you help me?” she blinked.

Closing his eyes again, Davis sighed and looked into Kari's hopeful eyes, again. He should feel like a jackass for what he was about to say next, but he didn't. He felt…honored that Kari trusted him so quickly and to share her virginity so willingly.

Taking a deep breath, Davis answered, “Of course, I'll help you.”
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