Intimacy Tuitions: Cunnilingus

All the people mentioned in this story are above 18 years of age.

Mrs. Ozal Shah was 33 that year. She is a Gujarati (Hindu) woman with her husband working in Merchant Navy which meant he would be out of 6 months at a stretch keeping her needs at hold for a long period. Mobile phones weren't common around 2005-06. She was in her prime, with perky full breasts, round & fluffy hips and a normal waist, all measuring 38C-32-42. She often felt good when someone within good intentions was caught ogling at her body.

One of her body's frequent admirers was Gagan, her student. He was lean with no muscles, 18year 8 months old. About Mrs. Shah, she took home tuitions for students from class 5th to 12th. Her students lived near to each other while Mrs. Shah's residence was 5kms away, so it only made sense to take tuition at one of the students' homes. Her favorite attire would mostly be sleeveless kurta, pajama and a dupatta (only to be used outdoors, during tuition it would be kept aside with her purse). Other attires were rare but not absent. Gagan loved sitting beside her to get a peak on her body. He was very much attentive in studies as well as on her moves. Mrs. Shah caught Gagan often but never made an issue of it, after all sometimes she would love the attention.

Summer vacation had started. School & Exams were over for this academic year. Gagan didn't expect Mrs. Shah on his door for tuitions today. He was busy chatting with her new crush or love-interest over Yahoo! Messenger when the doorbell rang.

"Ma'am! Tuitions are over, right?"

"Yes," Mrs. Shah moved inside and sat on the sofa, "But your mother has paid for the entire month, and she thinks you could use some extra classes for your graduation." Gagan's both parents worked in corporate and would return together only by 8pm every day.

Gagan was stunned. He didn't know what to speak or do in this situation. Mrs. Shah bent forward to pick up a magazine exposing her cleavage to Gagan. Gagan was without underwear wearing just shorts & t-shirt. Her cleavage sent more blood to his semi-hard dick making a shape in his shorts which both noticed simultaneously. "I'll just come," said Gagan and ran inside to wear his underwear. Mrs. Shah didn't react much, after all she herself wasn't wearing one. Her summers have been underwear free since the late nineties.

The misery that Gagan's mother had brought upon him was starting to settle in his mind. This was the only time, his crush would be available to chat. Minutes passed and a scream came from the living room where Mrs. Shah was alone, "GAGAN!!"

He ran towards her and found her reading chats with his crush. These were some nasty chats. Gagan petrified, stood in silence while Mrs. Shah kept reading. Some minutes later, she went back to the couch and asked, "I am disturbed, Gagan," with her hands folded above her head.

"Ma'am, pls, don't tell anything to my mother, she wouldn't understand anything, and I would be beaten to death."

Well, death was an exaggeration but being beaten up was an easy bet. Hospitalized due to beaten up would be a far fetch but bruises all over the body was a realistic possibility.

For my readers, Controlled Beating was a parenting normal in India during that decade, and it is still believed in 2025, that time to time light slap keeps the child closer to reality. Better than getting beaten up out of the house.

While Mrs. Shah kept contemplating the possibilities of Gagan's punishment if she told his mother, Gagan kept pleading on his knees and hands joined begging for mercy. What caught her attention, was Gagan's words, ".... that my mother isn't as free and mature as you are in these things...."

"What do you mean?"

"What"

"You said I'm free and mature about these things and all," Mrs. Shah was a bit surprise, "What do you mean by that?"

Gagan loved Mrs. Shah for her modern and outward thinking. He said, "well, sometimes you caught me looking at you and you didn't make a big deal about it," Gagan paused to let that sink in, he very well knew, he was walking on a very thin ledge, "and when you caught Ravi's love letter for Pooja during tuition, you explained us the things about love and career, which our parents never care to explain."

Mrs. Shah was not disturbed anymore; her caring side had overtaken her thought factory. "Gagan, I know the parents haven't caught up with the pace of your generation and its worrying for the children as well as the parents. I try to bridge the gap, but your chats are on different level. She wants to sit on your face, and you have agreed, I don't think even that is common between the married couple these days."

"But my friends have done it."

"Really? Who?"

"Some guy friends."

"If a guy is boasting about letting a girl sit on his face, there is 70-80% chances that he is faking it. It takes years to understand what lies guys tell each other to boast their ego and image in front of their friends." Gagan looked at her confused. "If a girl is talking about it, she is serious, but do you know what it is? Do you know anything about it?"

"I don't know. She mentioned this first time today and I immediately agreed to it. I thought it might mean something intimate, might be a slang I'm unfamiliar with."

"Gagan, I can't believe I'm about to teach you this." Mrs. Shah took a long breath. "It means what it means in English. There is no slang involved here." Gagan still looked confused which Mrs. Shah read, "Do you know anything about sex?"

"I know."

"Pls, be descriptive, else I wouldn't be able to tell you anything. Assumptions won't work here."

"In sex, we get naked, boys put our thing in girl's thing and then we both push and pull until we've ejaculated. I saw it in a video."

"So, you've masturbation knowledge."

"Yes."

"I guess, you would be doing it multiple times a day."

"Somedays. Not every day. Not Sunday or Saturday."

"Cause your parents are at home" Both nodded together, "And what about when you leave your sperm inside the girl?"

"She can get pregnant, but we can use condom."

"Gagan! Always! Always use a condom, it can be less satisfying but unless you completely understand its importance, you've to trust me and always use a condom."

"Ok ma'am"

"And what do you know about female masturbation?"

Now Gagan was blank, so Mrs. Shah explained, "it is like the male masturbation but due to the difference in male and female organ, the technicalities differ a bit. But even women experience a similar or little different satisfaction from masturbating."

Gagan understood this very well, so she continued, "And one way of achieving that satisfaction is to sit on someone's face with your female organ over someone's mouth so that the guy can lick and suck and play with it to make her feel pleasured. It is not sitting literally, just be on your knees and bring the two things I just said closer."

"Oh. But that thing is hollow so there would be some issue, right?"

"Usually, its small and yes, it is hollow but not enough for face to enter so you figure out the things as you get to it."

"So, does fingering means what it sounds?"

"Yes, it's the most common way to female masturbation."

A worry and sadness took over Gagan's face. "I don't think I have enough knowledge to be with her. I might become a fool before it ever begins."

"You are obviously bound to screw up at the start but with practice and open discussion about the likes-dislikes, maybe some healthy criticism, you will get there. Maybe with her, or maybe with someone else."

"Can you teach more so that I don't lose her? I have been trying for long to get her to like me so that we can spend some intimate time together. I don't want to lose her," Gagan felt almost teary. His face showed his seriousness for the girl. Mrs. Shah looked at the clock and they still had 1.5 hour left with complete privacy. Not to mention, she was on cloud seven, having discussed all such things with someone albeit for teaching purpose and he was her favorite student.

"Theory won't take you far and I can help but this can never go out of the room."

Gagan cheered up, agreed immediately.

"I want to see your commitment and trust for me," Mrs. Shah paused and then without breaking the eye contact, "remove your all clothes, complete naked."

Gagan trusted her a lot. He hesitated at first, was confused but that didn't let his hands stop him from getting undressed.

Now, Gagan stood in front of Mrs. Shah complete naked with his penis erect pointing forward. She caught hold of his penis and smelled it, which did reek of mild urine. She asked him to pull back the skin and wash it thoroughly. Gagan returned from the washroom within a minute.

Mrs. Shah began stroking his penis, trying to jerk him off. "Now, first engaging the mouth in a sexual activity is called 'Oral Sex'. You shouldn't have so much of pubes either. Maybe all clean or maybe very minimal. And always try to use a condom, it is your responsibility to offer the girl a condom, even for oral sex."

Gagan nodded yes and then said, "Ozal ma'am, do you want a condom?"

"You have one?" Ozal was surprised to hear it.

"A friend of mine gave it to me to try, I'll get it."

A minute later, "Chocolate! Nice!" said Ozal. She immediately felt embarrassed, and Gagan was surprised to hear her. He never understood the concept of flavored condom as he never learnt about oral sex until today. Ozal tore the condom cover with her teeth as it made her husband feel hornier, forgetting this wasn't her husband. She taught him to leave excess space at top for sperm and then rolled the condom down along the length of his penis. Gagan was new to all this, and his body would move in between the stroking so Ozal asked Gagan to sit on the couch for the next step. She sat on her knees on the floor in front of him and tied her hair neatly.

When she bent forward, her cleavage was visible again. She kept her one hand on his naked thigh and with the other hand took his entire penis in her mouth. Gagan immediately felt her lips tightening grip on his penis and with the cleavage, he ejaculated in few seconds. Ozal wasn't surprised by it and had anticipated it.

"How long did I suck you? Few seconds maybe?" Gagan nodded yes. "See, girls take minutes to ejaculate and whether in oral sex or penetrative sex, if you end your journey this soon, maybe you'll leave her unsatisfied. Last longer. Remove focus from ejaculation, which has been the sole motto of your masturbation. Masturbation isn't bad, but boys often get into habit of early ejaculation as a side effect of masturbation."

Gagan took it in his conscience with utmost attention. Ozal knew the trick to get him hard again. "Anyways, this was eventually going to happen today." She loosened up her pajama, while saying, "I do not like wearing underwear in Summers like you," and she winked. She covered herself, not giving up the prize too early but did let him see her naked thighs after showing her side waist to give proof of being underwear free. The trick worked and Gagan was hard again, but the condom was useless now. She took off the condom and tied a knot on it, showing him how to handle condom after use. She was back on her knees and said, "Gagan! I know you cannot guarantee as you're new, but you'll have to try harder to delay your orgasm. I will do the sucking again and if you ejaculate early, we won't be moving to next step which is critical. Take this newspaper and read this news article aloud. This technique of diverting your focus often helps in delaying."

Ozal went back to enjoying the chocolate smell off his penis and sucking his dick raw while Gagan tried his best to keep reading the article. The article was indeed a long one. Ozal didn't care what he was reading as long as he didn't cum and some blurry noise assured her of his reading. A minute passed. A minute more. Ozal was in heaven enjoying a penis nearly after 4-5 months, that too a young and forbidden penis. She only wished it was without pubes. And a minute later, the article finished. Gagan announced, "it's happening again Ozal ma'am."

Her senses kicked back in, and she realized that she had to stop as it was just the first day. She took his short lying beside them and caught all his sperm in it. It was a lot of it. She was impressed as he had done well. Her student albeit not in the usual topic but had done well. Their faces had joy on them.

"You were good. My husband in early days used to recalls his math's tables to keep going or maybe would focus on something like this lamp her. Maybe observe the way it was made or the art on that painting."

"You're an excellent teacher, Ozal Ma'am."

"You're an excellent learner too, Gagan."

"Ma'am, can I ask you something?"

"Sure?"

"Am I your favorite? Some students tease me, so I got that impression."

"I'll answer that later, we hardly have 45 minutes left."

"Okay."

"Now, with women, the things are bit different when it comes to accessing our vagina. Our vagina is located a bit downwards so folding legs is must. You need to sit in my position while I take your position on the couch."

When they exchanged position, her kurta still covered her vagina. "So, if I spread my legs and put my feet on the edge of the couch, the access will be much better. Also, I haven't shaved myself so its normal but unlike me, you would be feeling my pubes a lot on your face due to difference in organs and the manner in which they are accessed."

Ozal pulled her kurta up and to the side so that it won't interfere. Gagan took in the first view of an adult vagina.

"Come forward and smell it." Gagan didn't speak a word here onwards and only followed the instruction. "We women wash after urinating and that's why it doesn't smell bad."

She took her finger inside her and gathered some lube, "See, this helps in the process when you penetrate inside the vagina. It's a natural lubricant meant to eliminate friction. Unless, you see this, do not enter the vagina with your penis."

Gagan silently nodded displaying that he was understanding the things she was teaching. She with her fingers pushed the pubes away and spread her lips apart. "Take out your tongue and lick once here," Ozal said pointing to her clitoris. His tongue's touch made her let out a moan which Gagan noticed. Then she pointed to her lips and he licked it. Then to the opening which on his lick again made her let out a moan. "Push your nose inside from bottom and then rub it to the top." Another moan was let out. "Now, some parts are sensitive, and some are not but you need to treat every part with your tongue to make this a wholesome experience. Put your arms from under my thighs, and your palms on my thighs to create a grip for control when and if I start moving. Now, you are your own to experiment."

Gagan rehearsed the new steps in his mind and then held her thighs. He began licking her vagina, lips, clit, bottom and then nose pushed from bottom to top. He repeated the steps 10 or 20 more times in sequence as if it was a science experiment while Mrs. Ozal Shah began enjoying the session. He felt her soft pubes rub in his face while some of her lubes was getting accumulated on his face. Soon, he realized her lips had swollen twice in size, which must be meaning something. He looked up without breaking the licking to see Ozal's eyes closed in pure pleasure, her heavy breathing making her chest heave up and down. Her free hand inside her kurta pressing her breasts making her bra bottom slightly visible. He also noticed her bra matched her undies.

Her other hand which held her lips apart began to rub her clitoris. His tongue now beginning to get tired, so he went creative and inserted one finger in her opening's bottom. Moans were clearly audible now.

"Keep going Gagan. You are doing great."

Gagan started licking her again and was loving her pubes. His every lick made her moan a little. "Ooof, Mmmf, Aahhh were the sounds that fell on his ears. He felt her hand on his head making him stay in a fixed position. As his one finger struggled to make much out of the insert, he risked and inserted another one inside. He also began to twist the fingers, scraping her inner walls with his fingertips. He was doing a fabulous job as the moans and chest heaves were getting louder. Even her heavy breathing was audible. His tongue was dead and hanging out of mouth. He was using his face to move his tongue up and down. He then decided to focus on the clitoris as that was getting the best audible output and then in no little time, she announced, "I'm almost there but be ready to drink it."

Gagan was ready today for any dirty thing as long as she was happy to continue whatever was happening between them. Soon, she used her both hands to push his face towards her vagina. He took the hint and opened his lips to match the width and length of her lips while continuing the two-finger scrape in speed. Soon, a rush of warm liquid splashed on her lips, faces and tongue. It was salty and was in quantity. Gagan was shocked and surprised but kept up the pace trying to lick, drink and gulp as much of it. Soon, the grip on his head loosened and he look up at her smiling big and heaving heavy. A little sperm had also shot out of his penis out of ecstasy from this experience, which Ozal noticed.

Ozal let him loose completely. Both were happy and surprised. Ozal looked at the clock realizing the time was almost up and said, "Get me some water."

Ozal after quenching her thirst, said "We're done for today. Let's see, what our tomorrow holds. Don't get your hopes high."

"Sure ma'am," said Gagan. Ozal felt that it made her happy whenever he used the word 'ma'am' during their intimate tuition. It made her feel excited to be part of a forbidden experience. They both got dressed up.

"Also, swear on me, that you will never ever in your entire life tell anyone about this."

"I swear, I won't tell anyone."

"Good. We'll meet tomorrow then."

"Ma'am, I liked your pubes, don't shave them off."

Ozal blushed and to cover it up, she immediately left the door. Gagan went to sleep on the same couch enjoying her perfume smell off it and cleaned the entire spot before his parents came back from office.