“Now just a minute,” Karen said hotly. “I don’t like it when you put Phil down.”
“You know what I mean,” Manuel said. “He’s a brilliant man, and he’ll go a long way, but he’s lousy in bed. With my help, you’ll learn how to change that. You’ve already learned quite a bit, but tonight, our last night at sea, we’ll complete your training.”
Karen thought he was being awfully arrogant, but on the other hand, she knew she wasn’t going to resist him. Why should she? Just a few yards down the corridor, Phil was getting into Luann’s pants. And it had made Karen terribly horny watching Penny get it on with two men at once. Why should she be the only one on board who wasn’t making love? Yes, this time she’d let Manuel take her without a struggle, and she wouldn’t feel guilty about it later.
“All right,” she said, stretching out on the bed, “Just what fascinating new things are you going to teach me, Manuel?”
He grinned and slipped onto the bed beside her. “First let’s undress each other,” he said. “That’s a good warm-up. Does Phil ever help you undress?”
“No,” Karen sighed. “I wish he would.”
“Then make him do it,” Manuel said. “Tell him you won’t put out unless he does it. That’ll shape him up fast.”
They took each other’s clothes off, slowly and languorously, pausing to tickle and kiss and sneak their hands inside each other’s clothing for a stolen squeeze. Manuel toyed with her hot silky tits, and she tickled his limp warm prick. By the time they were completely naked, Karen was quivering with horny need.
“Oh, Manuel,” she sighed, “fuck me, please. I need it so badly.”
“Not tonight, Karen,” he said sternly. “Remember, you have things to learn. You need to learn every possible way to make love, so you can train Phil to satisfy you in bed.”
Karen sighed. “Why are you being so generous?” she asked. “Why are you telling me all this?”
He shrugged and grinned. “Harry’s orders. He wants all the company wives to be happy, in every way, so if the husband is obviously a fuck-up in the sack, Harry assigns me to the job. He doesn’t want his top men distracted by divorce.”
Karen laughed. “My God, Harry thinks of everything. So go ahead, damnit, show me what else I need to know.”
“First,” Manuel said as he rolled her onto her back, “you need to learn how to give a great blow job.”
He climbed onto her, straddling her swollen tits, and let his limp pale prick rest on her lips. Karen felt a burst of hot excitement in her pussy. She’d sucked quite a few cocks today, but she’d never completed the job, never eaten a man’s come. It was about to happen. She wondered how it would feel.
“Open your mouth,” Manuel said softly. “Take my cock in your mouth, Karen.”
She willingly opened her lips, eager for the taste of his cock. She opened wide, and Manuel, grinning, laid his flaccid meat on her tongue, thrusting it in till his fine-haired balls rubbed against her chin. Karen closed her lips softly, with a sigh, and felt the warm doughy prick on her tongue. She began to suck it gently.
“Yes, that’s right,” Manuel instructed. “Start out slowly, tease me. Then later you should get fast and hungry, bring me off.”
Karen really didn’t, need the teaching. Her instincts told her to begin by savoring his silky warm meat, rolling it gently around in her juicy hot mouth, tickling it with her tongue. She sucked the flaccid cock out long and taut like elastic, then let it snap back. Manuel moaned softly and grinned at her.
“Yes, that’s the way. That’s how to do it,” he said. “You do that to Phil, you’ll drive him wild. He’ll soon learn what he’s been missing by being such a prude.”
Karen sincerely hoped so, but the problem with Phil was, he wouldn’t even let her get his cock in her mouth so she could show him what he was missing. He was too uptight to do anything except jump on her and fuck, getting it over with fast. At least that’d been true up to now. Up to Luann. Hopefully he’d be a different kind of lover after his first adulterous adventure. If so, Karen would forgive Luann a thousand times over.
But she really didn’t want to think about Phil and Luann just then. She didn’t want to think about anything but the kinky fun of having a man’s soft prick in her mouth, tonguing and teasing and bathing it, stretching and sucking it, getting him aroused. It didn’t really take long with Manuel. After just about a minute she could feel his sleepy prick started to throb.
“Yes, yes, very nice,” he was sighing. “You suck cock with real interest, real excitement, Karen. That’s important. The man wants to feel that you really enjoy tasting his meat, having it in your mouth.”
Well, that was certainly true in her case. She wished she’d discovered sucking cock a long time ago. She really got off on it. Of course it wouldn’t have done her any good. Phil wouldn’t have permitted it. Maybe he still wouldn’t permit it even after she learned to give an expert blow job. In that case, by God, she’d just find someone else to practice on.
“Ummmm,” she murmured, “Ummmmm.”
Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt Manuel’s cock going hard in her mouth. It lurched around, engorging fast, and then shot out long and thick and hard, the fat head pushing into her throat. She had a gagging sensation for a moment, but she conquered it. She wasn’t going to stop this time just because the guy’s prick was stiff. She was going to go all the way, let him shoot his load in her mouth.
“That’s right, that’s good,” Manuel panted. “Now you start sucking me harder and faster, like you’re really excited, yes? You get me excited, too. So excited, I can’t control myself…”
Karen willingly obeyed. She started sucking hard and fast on Manuel’s superb silky prick, and the dark-skinned steward gave a yelp of excitement. He swayed over her, his eyes rolling crazily, and a horny grin split his face. Karen’s sucking got obscenely loud and wet. His cock began to cream, dripping tasty juice onto her tongue.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Manuel panted, “suck me, baby, eat my cock, bring me off. Oh, man, Karen, you’re doing great. YEAH…”
More and more delicious cock juice poured onto her tongue, exciting her, making her suck his dick even more hungrily. She had it halfway into her throat by now, his swollen furry nut sacs rubbing hard against her chin. Her lips were stretched grotesquely wide by his fat stalk, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to go on sucking and sucking.
“Yes, yes, oh, Christ, yes,” Manuel babbled, “you’re sucking me really great, baby, making me feel so good. I’m going to come. I’m gonna come right now… awwwwww!”
It was hardly enough warning. Karen was still surprised when she felt her sucking mouth suddenly flooded with steamy hot come. Then she recovered herself and began gulping and swallowing eagerly, wanting to get every drop of his tasty juice. Manuel fed it to her in helpless deep jerks of his convulsing cock, load after sizzling load, till at last he gasped and rolled off her, his prick limp and drained.
“Well, teacher,” Karen laughed, “how’d I do?”
Manuel laughed, too, as he caught his breath.
“You did just great,” he said, “almost too great. I wonder if I’ll be able to give you the final lesson.”
“What?” said Karen. “I thought I’d learned everything now.”
He laughed softly. “Oh, no, Karen,” he said, “not quite. There’s still one thing you need to learn. One very important thing. Oh, Jesus, let me just catch my breath.”
Karen was bursting with curiosity to know what the final thing was, but obviously he couldn’t teach her with a limp prick, so she let him rest. Manuel’s way of “resting” was to start stroking her body, beginning with her up-thrusting pale tits and working very slowly and deliciously down to her steamy crotch. He kissed and fingered and massaged and finally used his tongue to arouse every inch of her. When his tongue finally began to lick her tiny hot clit, she moaned loudly with delight.