The next morning, Jack woke up feeling amazing. They hadn’t had amazing or mindblowing, or even remotely good sex, but they’d had sex. The sun was shining, the soft light was filling the room, and Jack looked at his girl. She looked gorgeous in her serene slumber, and he smiled to himself. Even if they went no further, and Jack was never really her boyfriend after this, they would remember each other forever.
Soon enough, Rakhi woke up and stretched out. She gave him a wide smile, and Jack knew she felt good as well. He gave her a cuddle and looked at her. They started kissing again, and he hoped he would get to use the last condom in a few minutes. Jack was getting somewhere when Jini and Urgo burst in, laughing.
“Ooops,” Jini said.
Rakhi sat up, looking dazed and cute. “What’s up guys? We were about to get it on,” she said, and Jack felt his temperature rise.
“Can you two lovebirds stop fucking each other for ten seconds and come to breakfast?” Jini said, and both the girls giggled.
It felt good that they were referred to as lovebirds, and Jack was relieved that Rakhi still seemed into it. They got dressed and went out for food, and Rakhi was beaming. Even though their debut at lovemaking had been a non-starter, they came out of it the other side friends, and apparently eager to continue together. Jack looked at her and she had a twinkle in her eye.
Unfortunately, Rakhi had to go home for a family get together, so they couldn’t pursue their adventures. Urgo dropped him at home, and he immediately jumped in the shower. When Jack came out, he found Mirnda in the kitchen, and she was wearing some absurdly slinky yellow bikini. She had been sunning herself outside again. It did very little to hide her vital parts, but did at least hold her tits in a rather dramatic manner.
Jack had been so wrapped up in Rakhi for the last day that he felt really bad about feeling desire for Mirnda, but she was just too alluring.
“Jesus christ,” Jack said to her, and hid the view with his hand. She smiled and went about preparing a sandwich.
“Want some?” Mirnda asked and looked over her shoulder, back at him. Jack was checking out her ass, almost involuntarily. He snapped out of his daydream, and declined. He’d already eaten, but he suspected she wasn’t talking about that. Mirnda went to her room, and Jack followed her down the room and looked inside. She was laying down on her bed, and started to eat.
Jack really wanted to talk to her about what had happened, because frankly, he was in the dark.
“You didn’t come home last night,” Mirnda said, and gave him a parental look, then took a bite of her sandwich.
“Can I talk to you about it?” Jack asked sincerely.
Mirnda set her little meal aside and tapped the bed, so Jack sat down next to her.
“Yes, OK” she replied, putting her hand on Jack’s knee. Even though he was feeling such warm feelings for Rakhi, he couldn’t help but let his eyes roam all over her magnificent caramel curves and lines. He went hard, and felt self-conscious. “Tell me,” she said softly.
“Well,” Jack began. He thought he come straight to it. “We tried doing it, but it didn’t go so well.”
“Oh?” Mirnda answered. He shrugged at her, and felt like a man, although he had very little to be proud of in that department. “Well, look who’s all grown up,” she said cheekily. “What went wrong?”
Jack decided to be blunt. “I’m not even certain I got in properly. It was like bumping into a wall. And it seemed to hurt her,” he said.
“Oh poor thing,” Mirnda replied. “Well, that’s not unusual. I think everyone’s first time is messy.”
“Yeah,” Jack said, with disappointment.
“It will get better, trust me,” she said.
“I have no idea what I’m doing,” Jack told her.
“Well, you’re a thoughtful and caring guy, so you know more than most already.”
“Thanks, Mirnda,” Jack said, but he couldn’t tell what she feeling. She stroked his face.
“Listen. Maybe I can help a little. There’s something that you’re going to need to know,” Mirnda said. Jack looked at her, questioningly. She took a deep breath. “OK,” she said, then paused. “Did you get her ready?”
“What do you mean?” Jack asked, and she gave him a look, then paused again and sighed.
“Did you eat her pussy?”
Jack was shocked at the question, and laughed a little. “Are you serious?” He replied.
“I’m sorry, Jack. I’m sorry to just come out with that, but I can sense you need guidance, and this is important,” she said, then paused. “Well, did you?”
“Yes I did,” Jack answered.
“And how did it go?”
“What do you mean?”
“How much did she enjoy it?”
Jack thought back. She had made a few noises, but described it as “nice”. It hadn’t blown her mind. “It didn’t blow her mind,” he told her.
“Ah, well, that might be the first problem. She might need you to really get her ready before you go in,” Mirnda said. “She’s probably tight, and you’re, well… you know.”
“Oh,” Jack said. “Is having a large penis a bad thing? Am I really that big?”
“Yes you are, baby. Biggest I’ve ever seen,” Mirnda said, and he noticed she gave herself very slight touches on her leg and chest. “But, no, most girls prefer it. But I can see how it might cause problems at first.”
“So, how does it work?”
“How does what work?”
“Your…” Jack answered pointing at her crotch. Jack’s fingers brushed up against the fabric on her bikini bottoms.
“This?” she replied, pointing at the same spot. Her fingers rested on the very same fabric.
“Yes, that,” Jack said, gazing at her body. He got hard again.
“Every girl is different, and designs vary, but there are some universal truths,” Mirnda replied. Jack nodded. “You need to locate her magic spot,” she said enigmatically.
“That doesn’t help.”
“You know, her clitoris. Her bean.”
“Her love button?” Jack ventured, half-jokingly.
“That’s the one.”
Jack sighed. “That still doesn’t help,” he said, and they both laughed.
“Jesus,” Mirnda said, exasperated. Jack was feeling horny and bold. He hadn’t come last night, and despite his thinking about Rakhi, the presence and allure of his stepmom was magnetic.
“Can you show me?” Jack asked.
“Excuse me, Sir?”
“Show me. Show me what to do,” Jack suggested. He didn’t exactly know what he wanted.
“Again. Excuse me?”
“More than ever, I need your guidance,” Jack said and laughed.
“You’re a bad boy,” Mirnda said and gave him a sly look.
“I want to be. And I want to be good at it,” Jack said.
