8. FIRST LESSONS

The next day, when I was at work, Anya called me. In the morning when I left she was still asleep.

- Hello. How are you.

- Fine. How are you.

- I, too. Denis in general, I called Martha and said that we agree. You do not mind.

- No Anh. Do not mind. I think it will do us good.

- Well, that's great. - Cheer up her voice. - I thought you'd swear.

- What makes you think. We sort of decided everything.

- Well, you never know. Suddenly you changed your mind. When will you be?

- Yes, as usual. Hours at six.

- It will be dinner. Kisses. - Anya hung up.

Dinner was great. We discussed everything to the end and made a confident decision. Anya, of course, persuaded me to caress her after him. True ordinary Cooney. On the clitoral did not insist. The next two days, no one pulled us. Although no, I received a text message with a photo. In the photo, Lena puffed up her lips and brought her face closer to the camera. And the inscription "Kiss baby. “Anya laughed for a long time, saying that I had a fan.

On Wednesday, Anya, calling closer to the end of my working day, warned me that after work I would come to Martha. We will have dinner with her.

Arriving home and throwing off things, putting myself in order and disguised, I went to a neighbor.

- Hi Denis. “Martha was wearing a long blue bathrobe that covered her forms and clearly showed that she had nothing under it.

- Hello. “My throat was instantly dry.” Damn temperance.

- Come on in. Dinner is ready. We have a little snack and then study. - She led me to the table laid for two.

- Where's Anya. - I asked sitting down.

- Anya is already learning a lesson from her today. She put a chop and a side dish on my plate.

- That is, she is not here?

- Why. Anya is here. Well in the house. - Martha smiled pouring me some wine.

- Hmm. - I started eating.

- Do not worry. Eat quietly and see your beloved. You have a lesson today. The truth is that Anya is usually conducted by Lera. I take on men. But Lera will not be another couple of weeks. So I decided to work with Anya on my own methods.

I quickly devoured quite tasty food and thought what the lesson was and what methods Martha had.

- And what will you teach me? Do Cooney? - I grinned not looking up for long.

- What for? Anya will teach you this. Well, I'll tell her. There, the main thing is more practice ... - Martha smiled eating salad.

- Well, then what?

- Well, let's say that. Answer only as honestly as possible. How long can you have sex and not cum. Notice after a long continence.

- Five minutes, maybe ten. - I admitted.

- Chatterbox. Maximum of five. Well, let ten. I will teach you not to end very long. Under specified conditions, about twenty minutes. Well, if you can keep a second hour for the second run.

- Yes, you go. - I did not believe it.

- Note with all this, the thrill of sensation does not fall. - Martha laughed.

- And how is that possible?

- There is a delayed orgasm technique. The bottom line is that when you rolls on you need to relax and just blow off steam, while the member remains standing and desire and tactile sensations increase a little, then blow off steam again, and so on. As a result, you can be very long with a member standing like a stick and get a lot of fun. Exercising regularly you can achieve amazing results.

- Blow off steam is like?

- You will see. I will show. What have you eaten? - Smiled this temptress.

- Yes. You cook well. It was delicious. - I thanked the owner.

- Well, let's go then. The evening will be long. - Martha led me upstairs.

We went seemingly in her bedroom. In the Bedroom there was a huge bed on a steel frame with an openwork forged back, covered with dark blue silk linen and a mountain of pillows from small to large. Soft carpet. Bedside tables and a huge TV opposite the bed. On the nightstand stood wine, two glasses and lay three consoles and a tube of intimate gel.

- Undress. - Martha ordered.

I hurriedly threw off my clothes.

- Get on the bed to the back. Lags in a semi-sedentary position that would be comfortable to watch TV.

While I was settling down I put something out of the bedside table under my back cushion. Then deftly saddled me from what my nose was in front of her breasts covered with a bathrobe.

- Hands open and lay on the back.

As soon as I did this, my wrists clasped the rings of handcuffs chained to the headboard.

- What for. - I asked a question.

- So it is necessary. Do not be afraid.

Martha jumped off of me and took off her robe. As I assumed she was completely naked under him. I nervously swallowed looking at her gorgeous body of a mature woman. Then she grabbed the remotes, a tube of gel and settled down next to me. A key appeared in her hand and after a minute my dick was free.

- Well, let's proceed to the first act. - She smiled at me grabbing the already half-standing member with her pen.

- And this will raise our tone. Just do not say anything. - Martha took the remote and turned on the TV.

On the screen was my Anya. Video filmed in the club. In one half, my wife’s body was visible with a bandage gag and arms stretched to the walls. To another empty space showing the other side. Ani's legs were in stockings at the waist, widely separated and attached to the wall. Here is a man who approached her. He pulled his pants down, took out his penis, put a scumbag on him and, busily without preparation, entered abruptly my wife’s bosom, froze for a second and then slowly began to take out a twenty-centimeter process and abruptly insert into a narrow undeveloped womb. Anya began to escape from her bonds, shaking her head and tugging at her hands trying to crawl away from the rapist. But where there. She was tied with quality. From this sight, my dick immediately filled with blood and stood up like a stake. Martha removed her hand and squeezed grease on it. Then she grabbed me again and began to massage me. She did it professionally. It felt not just big. Huge experience. It took me just a couple of minutes. Eggs hardened head swollen and only I began to fall into the abyss of orgasm as she removed her hand. Yes, and it painfully pinched my egg. From her unexpected action wave of orgasm subsided. But the semen has already gone into the urinary canal. I stared at the head of my dick. He quivered and sperm flowed from him. Did not shoot as usual. And it just stupidly flowed out, and I did not finish. Rather, there was no orgasm. There was just some kind of a bummer. As soon as the last drops drained out, Martha took a napkin and wiped the liquid from my pubis.

- We will continue. - She said businessfully. - Take two.

- But. - I started talking.

- Be quiet Denis. Watch TV and relax.

She added gel to her hand and again pressed her hand to my standing member. He did not think to fall. From her touch, I was struck with a current. I stared at the screen again. The man on it has already finished. He removed the condom moving away from my wife. Having removed it and having thrown in nearby a ballot box it left the field of the camera. Literally immediately followed him went. The holder of a member of fifteen centimeters. He also put on a rubber band and joined up with my helpless wife. I looked at this specific porn and languished under Martha’s affectionate skillful pen. This time I lasted for about fifteen minutes as the wave of orgasm began to pick me up again. But again, only I was ready to finish Martha removed her hand. Again, I watched how sperm flowed out of my flushed trembling member. Not as much as the first time, but still. I sat and gnashed my teeth from the next breakup.

- This technique is called a ruined orgasm. Understanding it, you can learn to delay. Unlike this technique, you control the deferred yourself and the sperm with it practically does not follow. So, polution for lubrication. But you must understand the process of your orgasm. Feel it. With a cool head. Think what needs to be done. Catch the moment. - Martha explained to me.

- How? It just covers me. - I was embarrassed.

- Nothing. The first time ...