Chapter 7

Two days later, Pam and I were working in the crowded stock room when the bell over the door tinkled. I stepped out into the shop and froze. There stood John and Rita, the minister and his wife, looking very nervous and out of place.

"Hi," I said, trying to sound calm. "I haven't seen you for a while."

"Could we talk to you?" John said. "In private."

"Of course," I answered, and led them to the little room where I now only occasionally gave massages. "Please sit down."

The couple took the seats I offered. John sat very stiff and still. Rita's small hands were closed into tight fists and she kept her eyes on the floor.

"Is there a problem?" I asked.

"Yes," John said.

I waited.

Finally, he took a deep breath. "We're having a sexual problem. It's been going on for several months now. I've finally convinced Rita that we need some help." Then he reached out and covered his wife's hands with one of his large ones.

"How can I help?" I asked, totally confused. Why on earth would a minister come to me for help with a sexual problem?

"We trust you," Rita blurted. "And since you've opened the.. .this.. .uh.. .shop, we thought you might know of something."

"Let's go upstairs where we can talk," I said. Even though the couple was twice my age, they seemed to truly be in a dilemma. I wanted to help if I could. I was no expert in human sexuality, but I'd taken a few classes in college to prepare me for this.

After sending them up to my apartment, I asked Pam if she could handle the shop alone for a while. She assured me she could and I followed them upstairs.

Rita and John were sitting on my sofa side by side. I moved some books off the coffee table and took a seat in front of them. "Talk to me."

"He's bored with me," Rita began.

"Darling, I'm not bored with you. I'm bored with our sex life," he told her in a tight voice, obviously struggling for control.

"He wants me to try some new things and I.. .I can't." Rita's voice trailed off to a whisper.

"We were both raised in very strict homes," John said in defense of his wife. "Taught that sex was dirty. We were both virgins when we met and married. Now that we've gotten older, we realize there's so much more we can explore."

"I've never.. .climaxed," Rita confessed. She blushed profusely just from saying the word.

"Never?"

"Never," she said, shaking her head sadly. "The problem is we're uneducated about our own sexuality. We've never experimented with oral sex or different positions or.. .anything. I've never even masturbated."

There are books and magazines and videos," I said.

"We need someone to show us. We think you're the perfect choice," John said with a finality that said he'd made his decision.

"Please help us." Rita was all, but pleading with me. "We'll do anything you say."

"Okay," I said patting her small hands. "When do you want to start?"

"Right now if you can."

I hesitated for just a moment, knowing there was only one way to get them comfortable with experimenting with each other and learning about themselves. "Undress each other," I instructed. "Let's get comfortable. I'll be right back." Dashing down the to the shop, I explained to Pam what was happening.

"You'll need this," she said, turning toward the rack of X-rated videos. She searched for a moment, found the one she wanted and tossed it to me.

It was excerpts from several different fuck films depicting various sexual topics from oral to anal and everything in between.

"Thanks," I said, giving her a hug. "You're smarter than the average slut."

When I returned to my living room, Rita was on the floor between John's legs naked. I had a feeling it wasn't just the cool air that had made her nipples stiff. She was struggling with her husband's clothing, the biggest obstacle being the bulge just under the zipper in the front of his slacks.

"He has a big cock," I whispered to her as I knelt close by.

Rita did not take her eyes off the zipper as it was lowered.

"Rub your cheek against it," I said softly.

Slowly, Rita lowered her face to the thick ridge inside her husband's shorts. He gasped when she pressed her cheek against it and rubbed it up and down.

"See how much he enjoys that," I told her. "Now, take off his shorts."

John lifted his ass slightly. Rita pulled his shorts down his legs and tossed them aside. I noted that she avoided looking at his prick until the last minute. His erection was jutting up out of his lap, throbbing with the rapid beating of his heart. It wasn't a huge cock, but it would certainly do the trick for me. Already, I was starting to feel loose and moist.

"Touch him," I said to her.

Rita did not look at his prick until her fingers had curled around it. Again, John groaned as if she had never touched him before.

"It's hot," she breathed.

"It's hot for your pussy," I said to her. "Just think how much pleasure this can bring to you. Don't you love it?"

"Yes," she said softly.

"Show him how much you love it," I suggested. "Kiss it."

At first, I thought she was going to flatly refuse, but slowly, slowly, she brought her lips to the bulbous knob on the end and kissed it lightly.

"That's good," I said, stroking her back. "Kiss it again and again."

Once Rita got started, it seemed she couldn't stop.

For a full five minutes, she kissed her way up and down her husband's prick.

"Now lick it," I whispered, squeezing her hip. "Get it good and wet."

John's groans filled the room as his wife's kisses turned to hot little licks. Her little pink tongue flicked all over his cock, especially the head, until he was literally dripping with her saliva.

"Don't forget to use your hands," I reminded her. "Cup his balls gently."

Obeying perfectly, Rita cupped his bloated sac in her palm and kneaded it.

"You can lick his balls if you want," I told her.

Ducking her dark head, Rita's tongue went to work where her hand had been earlier. At the same time, I guided her fingers to his prick and showed her how to pump him.

John spread his legs wide, giving his wife all the room she needed. His raspy breathing matched the subtle upward thrusts that I was sure he could not control.

"Make a little circle out of your lips," I said, with my mouth close to her ear. "Push them down over the end. Suck him, Rita."

There was no hesitation this time. Rita did exactly as I instructed. I could see her cheeks caving in as she sucked him hard, and she took him much deeper than I'd imagined she would. Her hand returned to his spit-slick balls and I think I heard her moan this time.

"Do you want to suck him off?" I asked her, knowing that John couldn't take much more of this. The skin of her back and hip was covered with a fine sheen of sweat and I noted that she was squeezing her legs tightly together. Just like me, Rita was getting off on oral sex.

Rita freed John abruptly, but her hands never stopped moving. God, this woman learned fast! "You mean let him.. .cum in my mouth?"

John groaned and fucked her fist.

I nodded. "It's one of the most loving things you can do for your man," I told her.

Rita turned her wide-eyed gaze to her husband. His eyes were glazed with lust and sweat beaded on his upper lip. He ran his fingers through her hair and then brushed her lips with the tips.

"I want to do it," she told me.

"You want to suck him off," I told her. "Then, just do it. Wrap those hot lips around his dick and suck like a vacuum cleaner."

John began moaning from the moment her mouth touched him. It was obvious that he was struggling to sit still. Rita's head bobbed up and down in his lap faster and faster. He closed his eyes and bit his lower lip as little wet sucking sounds filled the room.

"Don't stop," I whispered to her, sliding my hand underneath her arm to fondle her breast. The nipple was rock-hard and she moaned at my touch. "He's almost there."

"Baby," John grunted, finally losing control of his hips. He bucked upward into Rita's sucking mouth, tangling his fingers in her hair and holding her head in his lap.

"I'll bet his pre-cum tastes good," I was moaning myself, as thrilled as John with the progress Rita had made. "Swallow it and get ready for the big load."

Rita was moaning, too, squirming on the floor and pressing her nipple into my palm.

Suddenly, John's breath caught in his throat. He howled and his body grew completely stiff. I could actually hear Rita swallowing his load as it was pumped into her mouth. She squeezed his balls as if trying to get every drop and her lips were still wrapped around his meat when it began to shrivel.

Finally, John began to breathe normally again and Rita wiped the back of her mouth with her hand.

"You did it," I said, giving her a quick hug. "You sucked your first cock and I don't know what John has to say, but you did a super job."

Without a word, John leaned forward and kissed his wife's lips. "I've always dreamed about this moment with you," he said as he pulled her onto his lap. "It was better than I ever imagined."

When Rita nestled in his lap, I caught a glimpse of the glistening pink between her swollen lips. I could not keep my hand from between my legs.

"You guys didn't need me for this," I told them.

"Oh, yes we did," Rita said. "It's my turn now and I'm going to.. .cum.. .no matter what."

"That sounded like a challenge to me," I said to John. Even though Rita was still having trouble saying the words, she was getting the idea that sex is a two-way street.

"I'm up for it," John said. "Well, I will be."

We all laughed at the joke.

"I want you to take a look at this," I said as I popped the videotape into the VCR.

Snuggled together on the sofa, the minister and his wife gazed at the TV. I knew the first scene was oral sex and I heard Rita gasp when the picture came into focus. There was a busy tongue swirling around and around just inside of a very wet pussy. The woman on the receiving end of all that attention was moaning steadily and grinding herself against her lover's face.

"Watch closely, John," I told him, and squeezed my leaking mound hard.

The thick tongue was pulled from her wet pussy and he used the tip to stimulate her clit. That brought even louder squeals of pleasure from the actress and she begged him for more. Finally, he sucked her sensitive nub into his mouth and plunged two fingers into her gaping pussy. The camera panned up the starlet's sweaty, undulating body and revealed that another woman was sucking her nipples.

Behind me, Rita made a soft sound.

"I'm cumming!" the actress squealed, and it was obvious she wasn't acting. "God, I'm cumming!" With that, her body bucked completely out of control. The camera closed in on her pussy, which pulsed and fluttered around the star's plunging fingers. He continued sucking on her clit until she relaxed and then he licked and kissed it tenderly.

I pressed STOP on the remote and the screen went dark. "It's your turn, John," I said, winking at the older man.

John was already maneuvering his wife into position on the floor beside me. He sucked each of her nipples and then licked the sensitive skin in between and underneath. Rita whimpered softly and watched him as if she still wasn't sure this was what she wanted.

"That's right," I praised him, noting that his dick was already half-hard again. "If you're going to eat a woman, you don't start with her pussy. You lick her all over."

Sliding his lips down her arm to her hand, he sucked on her fingers. And then he left a trail of wet kisses across her belly to her other hand, licking her palm with slow, sensual swishes of his tongue.

I shuddered at the sight and settled back to watch. Then I remembered that Richard and I had used a dildo the night before. Reaching under the edge of the sofa, I found it almost immediately.

Even though John was rubbing his nose around in the damp, tangled mass of curls between her legs, Rita was watching me. She gave me a questioning look.

"It's a dildo," I explained. "You two are getting me so hot, I have to take care of myself."

John lifted his head briefly and watched as I spread my legs wide and pushed the rounded tip against my liquid center. "Will you show us how to use that?"

"Later," I promised, knowing full well there was a dildo scene on the video they would take home to watch. By the time they saw me again, they wouldn't need any instructions.

Rita placed a hand on John's head and pressed downward gently. He lowered his face again, this time sliding the tip of his tongue between her swollen lips. She gasped and spread her legs even wider, offering herself to her husband freely. Her clit was enormous, erect and throbbing. I knew I wouldn't have to remind John about that.

Again and again, John's tongue made that wet trip up to her clit and then back down again to probe at her bubbling hole.

"It feels good," she groaned. "Oh, my, it feels so good." Her words were punctuated with little gasping breaths that made me shiver.

I pushed the dildo deeper inside of me and bit my lip to keep quiet as I watched this man with silver streaks in his hair tasting his wife for the first time. like Rita, he seemed to be a natural at oral loving. Thick, wet sounds filled the room as he drove his tongue deep into her pussy and sucked down her tasty juices. Sliding his hands up under her ass, he literally pulled her onto his tongue. He was moaning into her muff, enjoying every moment of this, as was Rita.

As I began working the dildo slowly in and out of my own twat, Rita stroked her husband's head. She thrust her wide open pussy at his face, instinctively showing him where and when to lick next. Then, when she was working her hips up and down steadily, he turned his attention to her clit. Her groans of pleasure grew louder when his talented oral muscle circled it slowly. He continued this teasing until she was nearly wild with frustration and then he sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth.

My fingers found my own clit and I pinched it, sliding the dildo in and out of my cunt faster.

"I need something.. . " Rita gasped, her ass bouncing all over the floor. "I need something in.. . my.. . "

John remembered what he had seen in the movie and pushed two fingers between her pussy lips. He inched them in past the second knuckle and pulled them out slowly. I saw them glistening in the light. Then they disappeared inside of her again.

"Ahhhh!" Rita groaned, and I knew her orgasm was approaching quickly.

My own release wouldn't be far behind. "Flick her clit with your tongue," I managed to breathe.

When he did as I instructed, Rita screamed with pleasure. Clamping her legs around her husband's bobbing head, she ground herself against his face. Her screams turned to lusty grunts and her entire body gyrated wildly when her orgasm overtook her.

Seconds later, with the dildo filling my own pussy and my fingers manipulating my clit, I brought myself off. Just like Rita, I bucked around on the floor, humping the sex toy with abandon. My juices literally poured, running down my crack to the floor below. Reaching between my legs, I caught it with my fingertips and teased my asshole. That brought several more gasps from me and I could feel my pussy still sucking on the dildo.

Rita's orgasm seemed to go on forever. John brought her back to earth slowly, savoring every delicious moment. He continued to lick her until her grunts turned to satisfied whimpers and then he kissed his way back up her body.

"Where do you want this?" he asked when her fingers curled around his throbbing erection.

"Watch this," I said.

I had recovered enough by this time to turn the VCR back on. I ran the tape fast forward, stopping a few times to find what I was looking for. Finally, I found it. A beautiful young woman was on her hands and knees while her lover took her from behind. He held onto her ass with both hands, ramming his prick into her hard enough to make both of them grunt.

"Have you ever fucked this way?"

They both shook their heads. "Try it," I suggested.

Rita knelt in front of her husband, thrusting her backside high into the air. He moved into place behind her and guided his swollen knob to her pussy. With one slow motion, he entered her, giving her more than half of his length. Both of them groaned and she began reaching for more right away. Soon, they were bucking together, just like the couple on the television. His balls slapped the back of her thighs and her pussy devoured his cock with every stroke.

"Rub her clit," I reminded him.

Reaching underneath his wife, John caught her clit in two fingers and pinched it rhythmically. Soon, Rita was groaning in release.

This time, I climaxed right along with Rita. John looked from his wife's cunt fluttering around his rod to mine sucking hard on the wet dildo. And then he drove himself to the hilt one last time and joined us in la la land.

When they caught their breath, I offered them my bathroom to freshen up. I was dressed again by the time they returned to the living room.

"I can't thank you enough," Rita said, hugging me warmly.

"All I did was get you started; let you know it was okay. You did all the rest," I explained as I pushed the videotape into her hands. "Watch this."

I followed them downstairs and stood at the door watching them drive away.

"How did it go?" Pam asked, giving me a knowing look.

I winked at her and returned to the shop. It was a shame they had wasted so many years. Somehow, though, I had a feeling they were going to make up for lost time.