Suzie Head First Ch 04

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The next morning, Suzie awoke, the warm Mediterranean morning sun on her face, and wondered if everything that happened the previous night had just been a dream. Not just any dream, but an incredibly hot, incredibly erotic dream where she watched her former high school teacher and friend Ms. Dorman take Arthur's cock into her mouth, sucking and loving him in a passionate display of erotic expertise, until he shuddered, shook, and exploded down her throat.

Suzie remembered the throbbing and pulsing of Arthur's shaft giving Ms. Dorman his cum, and of Ms. Dorman's throat effortlessly accepting it. She remembered sneaking over to Arthur's room and watching Ms. Dorman cry out in orgasm from his tongue before he slipped into her with his newly-hard dick. She remembered the two quaking orgasms she pulled from herself after viewing these things.

It was all such a blur, it had to have been a dream. A very realistic, very intense dream. There was no way Ms. Dorman was actually there with them in Italy, and definitely no way she did those things Suzie remembered.

She threw a robe over her naked body in a groggy haze--she had taken to sleeping naked while there as the night air was just so lovely on her skin--and padded out to the main room of the suite. Rubbing her eyes she came to a stop as the nook by the balcony came into view; knees up on a chair, reading an ipad was Julia--Ms. Dorman--sipping an espresso. Gone was the glamorous sex goddess of the night before, this was the Julia Suzie remembered--glasses, hair up in a messy bun, big sweater over her body.

Suzie remembered that body. It was amazing.

"Good morning," Julia said, turning to Suzie with a smile.

Suzie stood there frozen, quickly blushing as she realized everything she remembered wasn't a dream.

There was an awkward moment, and then thankfully Julia broke the tension. "Hey, go get dressed. Let's get breakfast--we have a lot to talk about."

***

"I'm sure you have a lot of questions," Julia said, sipping a fresh espresso. The two sat at a small table on one of the amazing verandas of the resort, overlooking the mountains and the clear, blue water. "But I have to know--are you ok...with what happened last night?"

Suzie picked at a plate of fruit she hadn't quite begun to eat yet. She had other things on her mind. "Yeah, I am...and yeah, I do."

"Fire away."

Suzie had a million things she wanted to ask, but one thing stood out at that moment.

"Did you know you were...the best?"

Julia paused, and now it was her turn to blush. She hadn't been expecting something so direct.

"That's what you want to know?" She chuckled, adjusting her glasses, trying to hide her nervous embarrassment, "you don't want to know, say, why I did what I did?"

"No," Suzie said back, confidently, "I know why you did it."

"Why?"

"Because you're in love with Arthur."

Julia almost choked on her espresso. She coughed, settled herself and tried to brush off the indictment. "What makes you say that?"

"Because you wouldn't fly halfway around the world just to suck some random guy's dick," Suzie said with a chuckle.

Julia's eyebrows raised at the implication. "You did, didn't you?"

"No, that's different."

"How?"

"For me the sex is secondary. I'm here for the trip--the experience--blow jobs are the price of admission."

"I did that too, remember?"

"Yes, but that was the first time. This time you're not here for the trip, this time you're here for the sex, specifically sex with Arthur. You don't come all this way for that if the person isn't special."

"I came here to help you, remember?" Julia said, deflecting slightly, changing the tack of her argument.

"Oh come ON, Ms. Dorman," Suzie said with an indignant laugh, "you did NOT come all this way JUST so you could show me how to give a blow job!" Julia and Suzie both suddenly awkwardly looked around the veranda--Suzie had exclaimed that last statement pretty loudly, and they were both nervous and slightly embarrassed that they might have attracted attention.

Suzie calmed herself down and made a quieter appeal to her friend and teacher. "Come on, Ms. Dorman--Julia--don't bullshit me."

Julia Dorman took a second to think, to decide what to say, whether to be honest with Suzie and herself.

"It's true," She finally said, pushing up her mousey glasses, "I am in love with Arthur."

"Did it happen on your trip?" Suzie asked, settling in to hear the truth.

"No, actually," she said with a chuckle, "after. Or maybe it did, I don't know." she took another sip of her espresso, and a deep breath. "I went on that trip because I was so, so mad at how my relationship had ended. It was a mess, we were both to blame, and I just needed to get away, to do something reckless. So when this handsome guy offered me the trip of a lifetime, and all I had to do in return was suck him off a couple times...how could I resist?"

"I know how you feel," Suzie joked, eliciting a chuckle from them both.

"What I didn't count on though was how well he and I would hit it off. I expected we'd part ways once we got there, and then I'd have to keep my end of the bargain once or twice, otherwise having our own separate vacations, but we ended up spending all our time together. What's more, he never asked me to do it. Not once."

"What?"

"It's true."

"You didn't suck his dick at all? He told me the least times anyone has had to do it was three!"

"Oh I didn't say I didn't suck his dick," Julia laughed, "I just said he never had to ask." Suzie's eyes went wide with intrigue. "After three days he STILL hadn't asked me to do it, so that third night, after an amazing dinner, we took a walk along the beach, and I pulled him aside and took matters into my own hands."

"Right there on the beach?"

"Yep."

Suzie gulped at the image. She knew first hand how good Ms. Dorman was with her mouth, and the thought of her sucking Arthur's cock with the waves at their back was infinitely arousing.

"How was that?"

"It was exhilarating," Julia answered with a deep sigh. "I had never done anything like that in my life, especially not with someone I'd just met, but it just felt right. HE felt right."

"Wow..."

"After we were done, we walked a bit more, but there was a different feeling in the air. Excitement. Anticipation. We went back to the hotel and there was just no more denying it. We barely made it into the room before our clothes came off, and we had sex right there on the plush rug in the center of the suite." She took a moment to wistfully remember the experience. "It was the best sex I had ever had."

"Hot damn! Was it weird afterward?"

"No. And I never for a second thought it would be. From that moment on, the rest of the trip, we weren't just traveling companions...we were legitimate lovers, and we experienced the trip accordingly. Always by each other's side, sharing the experiences, the pleasures..." she paused for another wistful remembrance. "And I'll tell you, Suzie, he may not have ever asked me to perform, but I had that magnificent dick inside me at every chance I could, and in every WAY I could!" she laughed. Suzie laughed with her, but focused on the thought of Ms. Dorman giving her whole body to Arthur. She wondered if that meant he fucked her in the ass too.

"Wow," Suzie mused, reflecting on all this new information, "that sounds incredible."

"It was."

"So what happened afterward? Why didn't you guys, you know...continue seeing each other?"

"I wasn't under any illusions as to what that trip was," Julia sighed, "and I didn't want to end up the stupid girl who got attached, so when we got back, that was that. I never tried to get in touch with him. In fact the first time I'd heard from him since then was when he asked me to join you guys here."

"And you didn't hesitate, did you?"

Julia turned away, feeling her cheeks blush a bit. "No, I can't say that I did."

They sat in silence for a few moments, each reflecting on the wild experiences that brought them to this point, in this place.

"Does it make you jealous that he's here with someone else?" Suzie asked, meekly, "that he's here...with me?"

"I thought it might...but then I saw him, and all that went away," Julia said with a far away smile. "Does any of that change how you feel about your trip?" Julia asked finally.

"Not at all," Suzie answered with a smile.

"What about how you feel about...tonight?"

Suzie paused for a moment. "You mean my next...lesson?" Julia nodded. Suzie studied her. She was very attractive, something Suzie never really appreciated when the boundaries and sensibilities of a school setting were in place. She thought about the previous night, how Julia was a goddess of sex, commanding the room in a way Suzie never expected from her meek teacher. She felt a stir in her loins. One thing she DID know about Julia Dorman was that she was an EXCELLENT teacher. "I'm very excited for it, Julia," she said with an unstoppable smile. "What about you?"

"I have to say, I've never done anything like this before...but I'm very excited myself," she answered with her own smile. "And your lesson...starts now. Is that agreeable to you, Suzie?"

Suzie was surprised by the forwardness, but no less intrigued. "Very much so, Julia."

"Excellent," the teacher said, before adding "but one thing before we begin, Suzie."

"Anything."

"Since I am once again your teacher, and you my student, as long as we are in...class...it's Ms. Dorman, NOT Julia. Is this agreeable?"

Suzie felt her pussy gush.

"Yes, Ms. Dorman."

"Excellent," Ms. Dorman said with a big smile, "now, let's go begin."

The two finished their drinks and got up from the table. Suzie realized she hadn't taken a breath in almost a minute.

This was going to be a fun day.

*****

"Do you own any lingerie?" Ms. Dorman asked as they walked into the storefront that housed a plethora of beautiful womens' delicates.

"Not really," Suzie said, gazing around, "I have like...a good bra, but that's about it. College guys are easy--I haven't really needed it."

"Well then we've come to the right place!" the educator said excitedly, her attention bouncing between numerous enticing items.

"Ms. Dorman, I'm not totally sure what this has to do with...you know..." Suzie said, looking around the lingerie store. Despite what she had experienced the night before, she was still a bit embarrassed to be shopping for sexy undergarments with her former teacher. "I don't know how this is going to make me better at...ahem." she cleared her throat, not wanting to be indiscreet in public.

Ms. Dorman chuckled. "The fact that you think that is exactly why we're here." She motioned with her hand for Suzie to follow her into a round room with alluringly-clad mannequins on pedestals lining its walls. "If you want to be--in your words--'the best,' then you have to learn that sex is a full-body experience. One that starts in here." she tapped her temple. "The foundation of good sex is confidence. Confidence in yourself, confidence in your body, and confidence that you're going to rock your partner's world. But I'm not telling you anything you don't already know, am I?" She said with a smirk. "You don't give the best handjobs in school without confidence, right?"

Suzie felt her face immediately flush red. "What? How did--"

"Arthur told me everything, sweetie. He also said it was true."

"What was?"

"That it was the best handjob he'd ever had."

Suzie flushed again, but turned away this time to hide the smile creeping over her lips.

"What kind of thing do you think he'll like?" Suzie said, warming to Ms. Dorman's reasoning.

"It's not about him, Suzie, it's about you. In order to have that bedrock of confidence, you need to feel good about your own body. To look in the mirror and know that you are undeniable." Ms. Dorman still sensed the trepidation in Suzie. She made her way over to the racks. "Here, I'll go first," she said, and floated among the outfits. She grabbed a set she fancied, and disappeared into the changing room.

Suzie milled around, looking at the delicate outfits. They were all so beautiful, and looked so good on the mannequins. She liked them, but she was unsure--she had never shown that much skin off before. Not in that way. Being naked was one thing, but showing off was something else entirely. Plus, they were no doubt very expensive, and she started to wonder if Ms. Dorman was just full of it. Why did she need expensive underwear just to get a guy off? But then again, Suzie wasn't just trying to get a guy off, she was trying to be the best--to have that full body experience Ms. Dorman spoke of. She was right about one thing though, Suzie was extremely confident when she gave handjobs, and the more she thought about it, the more she realized that confidence did exude into her performance, did make it better. Maybe Ms. Dorman was right after all.

"What do you think?" she heard from behind her, turning her attention toward the changing room curtain. Suzie's throat went immediately dry as she took in the vision before her: there was her teacher, mousey Ms. Dorman, in the most exquisite set of lingerie she had ever seen. A white lace bustier that held up her wonderful breasts and left a deep dip of cleavage between them, panties whose band split into three separate strands accenting the swell of her hips, lacey thigh highs that left the creamy skin of her thighs exposed and shimmering. Suzie couldn't deny it--Ms. Dorman was fucking HOT. And that was the thought she had BEFORE Ms. Dorman spun around to reveal the pert cheeks of her ass split by a g-string.

"I, uh..." Suzie stammered, feeling a familiar tingle run through her as she looked at her teacher posing and showing off. "I think I know what you mean."

"Your turn!" Ms. Dorman exclaimed.

Suzie turned back toward the inventory, and stopped on one outfit that had caught her eye when she came in. She grabbed it and took it into the changing room.

"Oh...my...goodness," Ms. Dorman almost squealed when Suzie finally returned. She had chosen a purple set with a bra that lashed straps in an X pattern over the generous cleavage it produced, and vintage-style panties that went up to her bellybutton and made the flare of her hips extra delicious. She had also chosen thigh highs, like Ms. Dorman, but attached hers with a garter belt that reached down from the edges of her panties. "You look absolutely AMAZING, Suzie!"

Suzie wasn't sure if it was true, but there WAS something different about how she felt in the alluring outfit. She felt like a superhero. She felt...confident. Suzie lazily glanced into one of the floor length mirrors nearby. She had always been so skinny, and the freshman fifteen had begun to make her curvy. She wasn't quite used to it yet, but this outfit brought her a very long way towards acceptance. It was true, she couldn't deny it--she looked hot.

"You have an amazing body, Suzie." Ms. Dorman mused, taking in the young girl's form. "Are you happy with your choice?"

"Yes," she said with a smile, before narrowing her eyes in critical detail. "But It's missing...something." She looked around the room for this mystical final piece, and bounced over toward one of the mannequins when she found it.

"Oh, yes," Ms. Dorman agreed when she saw what Suzie had acquired. Back in front of the mirror the two friends smiled excited smiles as Suzie reached up and added a delicate leather choker around her throat. "Yes, that is exactly the ticket!"

Suzie was glowing. She felt sexy. She felt confident. She felt ready for her next lesson. What she wasn't ready for was who she saw out the window as they stood in the checkout line.

It was Monica. She was sitting alone on a bench in the courtyard outside, shopping bags of her own strewn at her feet. Raven hair shining in the sun, a loose top showing off a tasteful amount of skin, short shorts--She looked incredible. Suzie couldn't help but stare at her full lips, her smooth thighs, the perfect cleavage of her perfect breasts. She wanted to rush out there, grab this goddess around the waist and kiss her, deeply. But she didn't dare. Not after what had happened the other night.

Suzie watched, unnoticed, for a moment more, until Liv and Sherri joined her with shopping bags of their own, and the three friends got up and left

"That must be Monica, yes?" Ms. Dorman said, handing Suzie her purchase as the two made their way out from the store.

"What?" Suzie said, feeling her face flush immediately at the question, "why would you--what makes you think--" Stammering and sputtering, she quickly came to the obvious answer. "Oh. Arthur told you, didn't he?"

Ms. Dorman nodded, with a cocked eyebrow and a shallow smirk. "I do my homework. Have you spoken to her at all since the night you two had together?"

"No. In fact I've been actively avoiding her."

"Why?"

"I'm just too embarrassed. The girl touched me and I ran away. It's mortifying."

"I understand," Ms. Dorman chuckled, "the same thing almost happened to me."

"Wait, you mean--with--" Suzie stammered in surprise.

The teacher nodded with a bashful smile.

"When? Who?"

"It was college! I was curious. Her name was Jackie, and...God, I was so nervous. I was a little drunk, but it didn't help much."

"So what happened?" Suzie pried, trying to hide the tingle of arousal that was buzzing through her.

"We started kissing, and one thing led to another, and...it was exhilarating. It was a wholly new experience. Very overwhelming." She said, her eyes drifting off to the distance in memory for a moment. Suzie just nodded in understanding. "So overwhelming in fact," she continued, "that after I came, I clamped my hands over my face in embarrassment. I couldn't even look at her!"

"Why?"

"I just felt like such a blundering kid. I didn't know how to process what had just happened."

"What did Maria do?"

"She knew it was my first time--we had been flirting for a while. She just held me till I calmed down, and when I finally took my hands away, she kissed me and told me I was amazing and that I didn't have to do anything else if I didn't want to. I'd never felt so safe. All my embarrassment was gone. Nerves too. I just felt...good."

Suzie was taken aback by the sweetness of the story. "So then what'd you do?"

Ms. Dorman looked around to make sure there weren't too many people in earshot. "I ate her pussy like my life depended on it."

Suzie's eyes went wide and she clamped a hand over her mouth in surprise, and the two friends burst out into laughter.

"But my point is," Ms. Dorman continued, catching her breath, her laughter dissipating, "great sex is also about communication."

"I don't know, I don't think she'll ever want to talk to me again after the way I acted," Suzie said, dropping her gaze to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sure she will. She knows it was your first time with a girl, she'll understand. But you have to talk to her. COMMUNICATE."

"But what if we do, and what if...what if I'm bad?"

"Confidence, Suzie. Confidence, and communication." Ms. Dorman could tell by the look on Suzie's face that she wasn't convinced. "Hey, let's go get some sun, huh?" She said, changing the subject, "I've still got more to teach you." She winked. Suzie smiled. And the two made their way toward the beach.

****

"Jesus, it's hot today," Suzie said, fanning herself on the beach chair she lounged in. her body was glistening with sweat, cooking delightfully in the midday sun. They'd been out there for a while, and Ms. Dorman had offered no new teachings or insights. Suzie was enjoying the time relaxing, but was starting to get a little frustrated. "Is this part of the lesson?"

Ms. Dorman turned and smiled. Suzie couldn't help but notice how good she looked in her bikini. She had a fantastic body hidden under those conservative teacher's clothes, and there, stretched out under the Mediterranean sun, she didn't blame Arthur for becoming so smitten with her.