Nikki’s Summer School

This is my entry into the Summer Lovin’ 2021 contest. I hope you find the story interesting on different levels, the sexual education of a young woman and the complicated relationship between friends and lovers with an older man. Please vote for this story. Thank you.

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There was a knock on my door, which is rare in the rural desert outside Tucson. My neighbors and I live on at least an acre, we are a tight community, friendly, but we rarely just drop in on each other. We call or text. I was wondering who would come inside my gate and knock on the door.

I opened my front door to see a tall woman. Well groomed and professionally looking. Her long blonde hair flowed gracefully over her shoulders.

“Mr. Keller?” she inquired.

“Yes,” I responded.

“My name is Karen McDonald,” she said while extending her hand to shake mine. “I am a Realtor who is representing the investor who recently bought the property next to yours.”

Art, my next-door neighbor, passed away in April. He was survived by his wife who was incapacitated. When he died his son put his mother in a home and sold the property.

“Did you know the previous owner of that property?” she asked pointing in the direction of Art’s house.

“Yes, I did,” I replied. “My wife and I were good friends with Art and Claire.”

“Well, I noticed the house is handicapped equipped,” Karen explained. “Yet, there doesn’t appear to be a ramp for wheelchair access, like yours. You look fine, is your wife handicapped?” she asked timidly not sure if she was prying too much.

“My wife had a stroke several years ago,” I offered. “She past six months ago.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she responded sincerely.

“Art had a metal, ramp that his son removed when he sold the house,” I explained.

“That’s what I was wondering,” the Realtor said. “I have a client who requires handicap access and she would love to rent the house. I was trying to figure out what to do about ramp access.”

“You can have one built like mine, which you see is long with a slight pitch,” I explained. “I did that because I was my wife’s caretaker and I wanted it as easy as possible on me physically. Claire, Art’s wife, had a powered wheelchair so the metal ramp was not a problem for her.”

“OK, that makes a lot of sense. The owner doesn’t want to spend a lot to rent the house so maybe the metal ramp would be better,” she concluded. “Thank you for your help, Mr. Keller,” she said extending her hand once again to shake mine.

A few weeks later I noticed a crew installing a ramp on the neighboring house.

June had been hot and now that July was coming in I prayed for the monsoon rains. The saguaros appeared skinny after several years of drought, less than normal rains. These tall cacti had a spring of exceptional blooms, out of desperation for survival or to portend a rainy fruitful summer. I hoped for the later.

It was a stormy Thursday, first day of July, in the afternoon when I saw a car and pull up next-door at Art’s old house. The wind was blowing fiercely, thunder and lightning in the distance. I observed Karen McDonald getting out of the sedan, running up the ramp and opening the front door. She ran back to the van.

“Shit, we have to get Mom up this ramp before the lightning strikes and kills us all,” a young woman cried out.

“Chill out, Nikki,” I heard yelling from the van.

These were to be my new neighbors, so I felt an obligation to go over and help. As I approached them, Karen noticed me.

“Mr. Keller,” she called out. “Thank you for coming over.”

“What can I do to help?” I asked.

“Can you get the wheelchair off the rack in back of the van so I can get my mother on it?” asked the young woman with a sense of desperation. I did just that and bought it around the side of the van where a woman sat in a swiveled chair, dark brown eyes and long flowing black hair. She had a large bust, noticeable cleavage. One good arm and hand, the other amputated below the elbow, two stubs for legs.

“Ready Mom?” the young woman warned as she reached up, picked her mother up like nothing and set her in the chair. Just then the sky unleashed a torrent of rain. By the time we made it up the ramp and, in the house, we were all drenched.

Karen’s phone went off. She answered and stepped off to the side. I took the opportunity to introduce myself.

“I’m Ryan Keller,” I said to the two women. “I live at the adjacent property,” getting my bearings, “over there,” pointing in the direction of my house.

“I’m Mary,” said the woman in the wheelchair. “This is my daughter Nikki,” she introduced the young woman. Nikki had the beginnings, the immature attributes of her mother’s beauty. A little chubby with undeveloped breasts, same dark exotic eyes and short black hair.

“The washes are running bad and several roads are closed,” Karen informed us. “Unfortunately, the moving truck won’t make it this afternoon.”

The house was barren. No furniture and they had few belongings amongst them.

“Maybe we should go to a hotel then,” Mary suggested.

“If the moving truck can’t make it here, how are we going to make it back to the freeway hotels?” Karen replied.

“Let me get some towels, blankets and, if I can remember where it is an inflatable mattress for you tonight. Also, I can loan you a couple of lamps,” I offered. “It will be dark in a few hours.” I noticed they only had the overhead lights in the kitchen. “Think of it as a camping trip,” I said trying to lighten the situation.

The rain was still coming down hard but the wind subsided. Nikki followed me to my house. My dog started barking like crazy as we entered.

“Take it easy, Daisy,” I told my little dog. Still, she ran up to Nikki and kept yapping. “Don’t worry Nikki, she’s all bark and no bite.”

“Ok,” Nikki said timidly.

I grabbed a few large black trash bags to load towels, sheets and blankets in. I found the inflatable mattress and pump. We were ready to head back to Mary and Nikki’s new home when I thought we all needed something to make the day brighter.

“Wait,” I told Nikki. “One more thing, or several more things.” I grabbed two bottles of wine and four glasses and put them in the bag with towels.

Before we broke out the towels, I opened up a bottle of wine and poured us four glasses. I handed one to Nikki and she looked over to her mom.

“It’s alright Nikki,” Mary said in response to Nikki’s stare. “Just sip it slow to get used to it.”

We all dried off as best as possible. Nikki had retrieved a suitcase from the van so she and her mother could change into dry clothes. I helped set up the mattress on the living room floor. It was getting dark and we finished off both bottles of wine.

When Mary and her daughter were in the bathroom changing, Karen took me aside.

“Um, I don’t know if I can make it home tonight,” she said demurely. “Can I sleep on your couch?”

“Of course,” I told her. “I don’t think any of my wife’s old clothes would fit you but I have my larger T-shirts. We can put your clothes in the dryer.”

“Sounds good,” Karen responded with a smile. “I better call my husband and let him know I’m stuck out here.”

I was impressed with Nikki’s strength, her ability to lift and move her mother around. Later I found out that she had been caring for her mother for the past four years, sacrificing here teenage experiences devoting herself to her mother.

I guided Karen up the ramp into the backdoor where we were greeted by my barking little girl. After a few sniffs and some more barks, Daisy settled down on the sofa.

“I have another bottle of wine,” I offered hesitantly, not knowing how to behave around this tall blonde buxom beauty. I was horny and could have fucked her in a heartbeat but I was respectful and couldn’t tell if she was coming on to me or not.

“I would really like to get out of these damp clothes and take a hot shower,” Karen said to me smiling. After my wife’s stroke I had a new step in shower installed. It was roomy with a bench and grab bars. I led Karen to the master bath and showed her.

“Well here’s the shower,” I pointed out to her.

“I didn’t expect that,” she responded as she began to strip off her clothes. “Well, what are you waiting for? Take off your clothes and put them in the dryer with mine while I get the temperature right.”

I immediately started to get an erection as I took a look at Karen’s butt making my way with our clothes to the laundry room. I was rock hard when I returned to the bathroom.

“Come on in,” Karen beckoned me. I stepped in the shower with her. “My god, you’re rock hard,” she exclaimed grabbing ahold of my cock. “How old are you?”

“Sixty-five,” I answered demurely.

“My husband is twenty years younger than you and hasn’t been that hard in years,” she told me.

We rubbed each other with body wash. I fondled her large tits while she stroked my hard cock gently. I pulled her in close, reached around and grabbed her butt cheeks to feel her soft, clean skin against mine. Breaking away she took the hand held shower head and rinsed my erection off.

“When I was a little girl, I said a bad word,” Karen whispered in my ear. “She washed my mouth out with soap. I don’t like soap,” she said as she continued to rinse off my cock and balls. She handed the shower head over to me and directed it to her pussy. “Soap doesn’t taste good.” I made sure her pussy was thoroughly rinsed.

I had only one clean bath towel in the cabinet, the others were next door. “I guess we’ll have to share,” I said. We took turns toweling each other off. My erection wouldn’t subside.

Karen leaned into me and whispered in my ear, “let’s fuck.”

I yearned for the taste of pussy. I didn’t waste any time lunging between Karen’s thighs. She was already wet with her juices. I wrapped my mouth around her swollen lips and tongued inside her, savory her womanly nectar.

“Oh god, don’t stop,” she moaned. It didn’t take much before she was about to orgasm. Her thighs tightened around my head. I sucked on her clit vigorously. A gush covered my face with her cum. “Oh fuck,” she sighed as she started to come down. I was hot and ready.

My cock was throbbing. It needed to be inside her. Karen’s legs were relaxed but still spread apart. I easily slid my hot rod inside her wet slippery pussy. It was a sensation I hadn’t felt for years. Slowly I began to slide in and out of her vagina.

Karen started moaning again. I picked up the pace. She pulled me down and kissed me passionately while my hips worked hard pumping my cock inside her. Her legs wrapped around my back.

“Cum with me,” she moaned softly. “Please, inside me.” I felt my orgasm coming on. My balls tensed and my cock throbbed harder. I pushed harder and deeper into her.

“Aaaaghhhh,’ I cried out as I pumped my cum inside her hot pussy, clenching around my cock. “Oh god,” she moaned as we climaxed together.

I was winded and Karen breathed heavy trying to recover. It was exhilarating. We laid there staring at the ceiling, taking in that great sexual encounter we both just experienced.

“Your wife was lucky to have you,” Karen said as we laid still. “My husband never fucked like that. No guy I’ve ever been with could eat pussy and fuck like you.”

“Thank you,” I replied, still waiting for my heartbeat to settle down. “I never really thought about it. I just let myself go.”

After a few minutes of recovery, Karen asked for that glass of wine and a t-shirt. We propped ourselves up in the bed, sipped on the wine and talked.

“Mary and I have been friends since high school,” she started to explain. “Her husband was a lazy drunk so she had to work hard for everything. I pleaded for her to leave that jerk.”

Karen took another sip of wine and looked at me sorrowfully.

“Thank god Nikki wasn’t with them when the accident happened,” she told me. “He was drunk, he killed another couple and look what happened to Mary. She was a beautiful woman. I envied her beauty.”

“She is still beautiful,” I said sincerely. Despite the loss of limbs, she had an exotic beauty with her dark eyes and long flowing black hair. “What brought you to rent her a house way out here?” I inquired.

“Well, Carlos was drunk and he killed another couple,” Karen explained. “His blood alcohol level was triple the legal limit when they brought all of them to the hospital.”

“He was charged before he died,” she continued. “The insurance companies refused to pay out a dime, leaving Mary the financial burden.”

“Despite she was also a victim?” I asked.

“I’ve been trying to help Mary and Nikki with the legal wrangling. It’s frustrating and infuriating,” Karen sighed. “This house out here is barely affordable for them. They lost their home in town.”

I didn’t know what to think. How was a woman going to survive without the ability to completely take care of herself? And what about Nikki? She is a young woman tied to the responsibility of helping her mother with basic physical needs, losing her opportunity to grow up normally.

“So, what about Nikki?” I asked. “What’s in store for her?”

“Nikki is totally committed to her mom,” Karen told me. “I feel bad for her. She could have blossomed into a beautiful young woman, physically and emotionally were it not for the demands of being her mother’s sole caretaker.”

“It’s a shame,” I lamented. “A beautiful young woman’s life without opportunities to make it her own.”

“Yes, it is,” Karen agreed.

We finished our wine, gently caressed each other, kissed less aggressively with the same passion. Karen went down on me, wrapping her warm lips around my cock, bringing me to another erection. I was hard when she straddled me, guiding my stiff rod into her hot, wet pussy. She rocked back and forth, then leaned forward and kissed me gently.

“Ryan, are we friends now?” she asked as we were bonded sexually.

“Yes,” I replied while I felt her vagina squeeze and gyrate around my cock, buried deep inside her.

“Please, then help my good friend, Mary,” she spoke softly in my ear. “I love her very much and want to help her.”

“I will do what I can,” I responded.

“Think of her as you would me,” Karen told me. “She is so much more beautiful than me. Please make love to her. She needs to be loved and you are a great lover.”

I didn’t know how to respond except to continue to grab her butt cheeks and roll her over. Our bodies pressed against each other again. I pumped my cock inside her until I came with exhaustion. I rolled off her and fell asleep.

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The moving truck arrived around ten, the roads being cleared and open. Mary and Nikki directed the two workmen where to put their furniture and other belongings. Karen and I tried to be invisible, out of the way when I realized that they now had their belongings but no food to sustain them. I decided to go shopping for them, buying the basics, not knowing what they liked.

After shopping, I went back over to my place and started making a pot of chili and some rice. I figured everyone likes chili.

As I was stirring the pot, Karen came in.

“I have to go now,” she said. “I really enjoyed last night,” the tall blonde woman told me.

“I did too,” I responded. “It was something I hadn’t experienced in a long time, and I really appreciated the intimacy.”

“We’ll get together again,” Karen said. “But remember what I told you about Mary? She really needs to be loved. I could tell from the first time I met you that you would be the perfect man for her.”

“I am a bit older and I’m not sure any younger woman would want me for a lasting relationship.”

“Don’t underestimate yourself,” she laughed. “You’re very good in bed. I hope you can see the beauty in Mary and make love to her like you did with me.”

“If she wants me,” I replied.

“Maybe not at first,” Karen responded. “She is still bitter about life. But I have faith in you. I fell for you quickly and she will too in time.”

With that said, Karen gave me a kiss and went on her way.

Nikki washed out a few bowls she unpacked and we sat down to eat a late afternoon dinner of chili and rice. Since my days when I lived in Florida, black beans were my preferred bean, in chili or otherwise.

“I like the black beans,” Nikki commented. “This is really good chili.”

“Thank you,” I responded to the young woman’s compliment.

“What do you think Mom?” Nikki asked her mother trying to get her engaged.

“Yes. It’s very good,” Mary replied.

We enjoyed the dinner along with a bottle of wine. Mary was very quiet, almost shy. Nikki seemed eager to make conversation.

“Do you know about getting good internet out here?” Nikki asked me.

“I tried a few different services and finally settled on the cable company,” I told her. “My wife loved to watch streaming TV and the cable company was the only service that worked,” I explained.

“Is it expensive?” Nikki asked.

“Yes, the most expensive, but it’s worth it if you need reliable internet,” I told them.

“Nikki missed her high school years and her education because of me,” Mary said as if she felt guilty because of her circumstances. “She needs to take classes online to get her degree. We haven’t always been able to afford it.”

I thought about it for a moment wondering how I could help. Our homes were too far apart for Nikki to connect with my service.

“Do you have a laptop?” I asked Nikki.

“Yes,” she replied.

“Well, you can come over to my place anytime. I’ll give you the password and you can use my internet.”

“That’s generous of you,” Mary responded. “But we can’t afford to pay you for that.”

“My service is unlimited so it won’t cost me,” I explained. “Use it as much as you want,” I told Nikki while I looked at her mother, reassuring her it was alright.

“I can help you out with some housework,” Nikki chimed in. “I kind of noticed you could use a little help with that.”

“Nikki. That’s rude,” Mary admonished her.

“It’s ok Mary,” I said. “I’m not a great housekeeper, not like my wife was. I would appreciate that kind of help.”

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I usually got up around seven in the morning. Nikki would come over around eight to attend her online classes. In the summer, when temperatures could get over one hundred degrees by noon, I worked outside in the early morning hours. My wife had a love of plants but sadly the neglect from her illness and the exceptional drought left a graveyard of dead trees and other plants around the house. I wasn’t about to replicate what my wife had created, I just wanted to clean it up and let nature do her thing.

Around noon I generally would shower and go about the rest of my day. Nikki and I would go grocery shopping one day a week. Late afternoons I spent next door with Mary. We were becoming good friends, I really enjoyed her company.

“Do you have any hobbies?” Mary asked.

“He loves to paint,” Nikki interjected excitedly.

“Yes,” I added. “I’m not much of an artist but I have always just enjoyed getting lost in the picture, the canvass.”

Nikki took her phone out of her pocket and showed her mom pictures of some of my paintings. I had been unaware she took them, and I was mildly elated that she had.

“I love anything visual. Maybe that’s something I could try,” Mary said. “I hope it’s not expensive. I can’t really afford much.”

“Don’t worry about that,” I assured her. “I’ll get you set up with everything you need to get started.”

Nikki and I went to the arts and crafts store and bought Mary a couple of canvasses, a basic set of oil paint and an easel. Before we brought the painting supplies into the house, Nikki grabbed me unexpectedly and kissed me on the lips. “Thank you,” she said.

I was becoming attracted to Mary, her exotic beauty despite her obvious loss of limbs, her longing eyes and perfectly formed breasts. My tryst with Karen was just that, a fun sexual adventure, nothing more. My growing affection for Mary felt like my feelings I had for my wife,

Then there was Nikki, I was afraid she was attracted to me. I was too old to be in complicated relationships. Nikki was a young woman. She needed to find love on her own.

While Nikki spent quite of bit of time at my place, I spent time with Mary. Nikki came over and helped with the housekeeping. Mary didn’t have a washing machine and drier so I offered to have them use mine. It was nice to have good neighbors who I could become friends with.

Mary was somewhat bitter about life as we began to work on her painting, she seemed to want to go to dark subjects. One day as we were drinking coffee in the morning she blurted out of nowhere, “Many times when I was sucking his dick, I just wanted to bite if off. I don’t know how I let him ruin my life.”

I didn’t know how to respond but I did know that I needed to let her play out her emotions. Mary was a sexy, vulnerable and angry woman. I respected that.

Nikki, was another story. She was young yearning to be a woman. I took Nikki to do their shopping once a week. I knew money was tight with them and I figured if I could help them save gas money. It was about several weeks into July when we went on our weekly shopping outing.

“Can we stop at Walmart?” Nikki asked. “I need to get something there for Mom,” she told me.

“Sure, no problem,” I responded. I didn’t like to shop there because it was so big and checking out was such a challenge since there were never enough workers compared to the volume of shoppers. When we parked and I turned off the car, Nikki spoke up.

“Turn the car back on,” Nikki told me. “Stay here while I go in.”

I was perplexed. What could she possibly want to buy that she didn’t want me to accompany her in the store?

Nikki came back to the car after a while and nervously dropped the bag in my lap as she was getting in. A plastic bottle of generic personal lubricant fell out.

“I’m sorry. It’s for Mom. She has me get it here because it’s cheaper,” Nikki apologized.

“That’s alright,” I said as we drove on the grocery store.

After getting our food and other supplies, we headed back home, a fifteen-minute drive. Out of nowhere Nikki spoke out.

“The night of the accident, the night my father died, and Mom lost her legs and an arm, I knew they would be out late so I told my friend Billy to come over. He lived a block away,” Nikki poured out. “Billy and I were making out. We were both fourteen and didn’t know much about sex. He touched my nipples and my parts down there,” she confessed. “I touched his private parts as well. I was very excited.”

I listened as I drove. I went back in my mind to my teenage years and my first experience with sex.

“You’re smiling,” Nikki said.

“Well, you’re taking me back fifty years, to when I was a teenager,” I told her.

“Did you make love with Karen a few weeks ago when we moved into the house?” Nikki asked.

I contemplated a minute knowing that Karen was a married woman and I didn’t want to destroy any ideas Nikki might have had about marriage and sex.

“You did,” she insisted.

“Well, yes,” I confessed.

“I overheard Mom and Karen talking about you,” Nikki said. “Karen said you have a really nice hard cock,” Nikki said matter-of-factly. “Karen told Mom she should fuck you.”

I was astonished by Nikki’s innocent candor. I was silent, not prepared for this conversation. Nikki stared at me.

“I hope you do. I mean fuck my mom,” Nikki broke the silence. “I get her this lube,” she said holding up the small bottle she bought at Walmart. “She uses it with her vibrator, but I don’t think it makes her happy. Sometimes, she goes into the bedroom with Karen and they both come out happy after an hour or so.’

“I guess they had sex with each other,” Nikki continued. “Another thing Karen said about you,” she said. “You are the best pussy eater she was ever with and you should go down on Mom.”

I was totally embarrassed at that point. I drove up to her house and helped unload the groceries. I looked at Mary in a different light. She was becoming a good friend but I didn’t realize that she could become a lover, at least according to her daughter and best friend.

I had bought some steaks that were on sale and promised to barbeque them. Nikki made a salad to go along with the steaks and we had a nice dinner followed by a bottle of red wine. After cleaning up the dishes, Nikki approached me.

“Ryan, there’s a special on climate change online tonight. Can I go over and watch it at your house,” she asked.

“Of course,” I responded. Nikki left. Mary and I had another glass of wine.

“Ryan, this is awkward, “Mary said to me in the middle of our conversation. “I need help to go to the bathroom,”

I had experience with transfers with my late wife after her stroke but she had a good leg to stand on. It was different with Mary. She wasn’t heavy so I just picked her up and set her down on the toilet.

“This is embarrassing,” Mary said as she told me she was finished and needed help back in her wheelchair.

“It’s alright,” I reassured her. “For a couple of years before my wife Sofia passed, I helped her like this every day, many times a day.”

“Did you and Sofia make love when she was like this?” Mary asked me timidly.

“No,” I responded candidly. “Sofia was older than me and we hadn’t had sex for several years, even before her stroke.”

“Did you lose your attraction to her?” she asked as I wheeled her into the bedroom from the master bathroom.

I stopped, sat down on her bed and looked at her. “No,” I replied. “She lost her desire for sex.”

“I haven’t,” Mary said longingly. “Help me on the bed.”

I picked her up and put her on the bed. She pulled her top over her head revealing her large, succulent breasts. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mary grabbed my pants and pulled them down. I took off my shirt as she fondled my growing cock, taking it into her warm mouth.

I got hard as a rock. Mary scootched herself back to the pillows at the head of the bed leaving room for me to lie down beside her. We kissed. I fondled her breasts, sucked and nibbled on her large erect nipples, while her soft hand stroked my cock. I tasted a sweet milk from her.

“Fuck the foreplay,” she whispered in my ear. “Just put your cock inside me,” Mary insisted.

She laid on her back. I grabbed her by her ass cheeks and thrust my throbbing cock in her wet hot pussy.

“Fuck me!” she cried out as I pounded her furiously. “Harder! Fuck me harder!” she screamed. I squeezed her soft butt cheeks, holding on as my hips worked overtime thrusting my cock in her as deep as it could go.

Mary’s one good arm held me tight, our bodies pressed together. Her body was tight, so was her pussy. I came hard, pumping my sperm inside her as she clenched my cock with her vaginal muscles.

We both took a moment to catch our breath.

“Go and suck on my nipples now,” Mary said to me. “I was pregnant when the accident occurred. The baby was lost, and since I was lactating, Karen bought me a breast pump so I could make some money selling breast milk,” she explained. “I know Karen was trying to help me out but I think she enjoyed my mother’s milk.”

I never had that experience, at least not that I was aware of. I wasn’t sure if my mother breast fed me or not. Mary’s milk tasted sweet and I loved it. Mary fell asleep as I sucked on her milk swollen tits. I had no idea where Nikki was, if she had come back to her house and went to sleep in her room.

As Mary slept, I got dressed and walked back to my house. It was around midnight. I felt good, sexually, and emotionally satisfied. I walked into my bedroom and there was Nikki, naked, asleep in my bed. I went into the living room and crashed on the sofa.

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I woke up on the sofa. Nikki was sitting at the kitchen table working on her laptop. She noticed as I sat up stretching my neck.

“Glad you got up,” she joked. “I didn’t know if I was going to make you lunch or dinner.”

“What time is it?” I asked. My neck was stiff from the way I slept. I started to work it out.

“Quarter to noon,” Nikki said coming over to me. “Is your neck sore?” she asked. “You were kind of sleeping funny without a pillow” Her strong young hands began massaging my neck.

“If I remember, I came home and you were asleep, naked in my bed,” I reminded her.

“I saw you and Mom,” the young woman confessed. “I watched you guys for a while.”

I was embarrassed and didn’t know what to say at first.

“I came home after the online program and heard Mom moaning. The door wasn’t all the way closed,” she told me. “I was excited,” she said. “I went back to your place and started to play with myself.”

“Your Mom and I were just letting off a little pent-up steam,” I told her. “It’s just a physical thing,”

“I have physical things too,” Nikki said sitting on the sofa working to loosen my neck. “I never had the chance to have a boyfriend and grow up sexually.”

“I know. Maybe now you can go out and date while I stay with your mom,” I tried to console her.

We sat there silently for a moment. Nikki stared at me. Then she spoke up.

“I don’t want to go out, drink and have young guys hitting on me and just fucking me,” She blurted out. “I want to know about real passionate sex, like you and Mom were last night.”

The air became thick. It could have been cut with a knife. I froze. Nikki turned my head and kissed me on the lips. That was not the first time but this time it was different, sexual. “Please teach me,” she implored me.

Nikki kissed me again, again with passion and feeling. “I want you to keep making love to Mom. I love her and she deserves it, she needs it. I have needs too. I won’t say anything. It can be a secret. I’ll sneak over after Mom’s asleep.”

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Mary texted me. “Can you please come over while Nikki is studying or cleaning at your place.”

I texted back, “I’ll be right over.” I wasn’t sure what it was about except the fear that a woman has a sixth sense about some things.

I let myself in. Mary heard me and called out she was in the kitchen. “Please pour us a cup of coffee,” she said. I obliged. I sat down at the table with Mary in her wheelchair.

“Ryan, I want to talk about the other night,” she began. “You are a great lover, just like Karen told me,” Mary said. “Did you know I’ve had sex with Karen?”

I did but I didn’t want to let on. I remembered Mary telling me something about Karen and her mother’s milk, but I wasn’t sure to what extent they were lovers. I looked at Mary with an expression that said please tell me.

“Karen and I were friends from high school,” Mary explained. “As we grew up we experimented with sex with each other. We never got serious, just fun. We both loved men. Anyway, after the accident we became closer friends. She really cares for me. Karen kind of set us up for sex.”

“I know that,” I responded caringly. “I don’t have any regrets. Do you?”

“Absolutely not,” Mary responded. “I just want to keep it as friends. That’s what I wanted to tell you.”

“That’s good for me,” I told her.

“And I would like to be a bit discreet around Nikki,” Mary said. “Like not staying overnight. I’m sure she knows about me and Karen and maybe she figured out the other night, but I don’t want her to get confused about sex and relationships.”

I nodded in agreement.

“I’ve robbed her of her adolescent years, her years of exploring her sexuality so I would like her to learn about relationships, good relationships, not the complicated ones between friends like you, me and Karen.”

My mind drifted momentarily to my conversation with Nikki. I hope her mother doesn’t find out how she wants me to teach her the art of sensuality.

Mary proposed, “Let’s have sex again, maybe even a threesome with Karen. But we’ll do it when we know Nikki is busy and won’t discover us.”

“I understand,” I assured her.

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I was startled when Daisy barked in the middle of the night.

“it’s alright, Daisy,” Nikki soothed my dog who usually slept in the bed with me. “Sorry to startle you,” she said as I opened my eyes to see her slipping out of her sun dress and climbing naked into the bed with me.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Three,” she told me. “Mom is fast asleep, so I thought I’d come over for a while and learn about sex from you.”

As she pressed her warm naked body against me, my cock started to twitch and grow. I normally slept in boxer shorts and a t-shirt. “Please, can you take those off so we can be naked together?” she pleaded. I took them off as she asked. We kissed. I felt her hard nipples and caressed her breasts.

“That feels nice,” she cooed. I took one of her breasts in my mouth and sucked on her young extended nipple.

We kissed and groped each other. Her thighs felt wet. She gently stroked my hard cock. Our mouths opened up and our tongues touched. I was becoming delirious with this hot young body. We went on like this for a good while.

“I don’t want to go too fast,” Nikki said to me softly. “That’s why I want you to help me into womanhood,” she told me. “You are a real man and not an impetuous young dick.”

“I am enjoying this and will take this as you feel is best for you,” I reassured the young woman.

“Thank you,” she responded, kissing me passionately again. Nikki took my hand and placed it on her wet pussy. I caressed it gently without penetrating. She moaned lightly.

Light was beginning to shine in the window. Nikki got up, slipped into her shorts and shirt, leaned over me and kissed me on the cheek saying, “see you later. Thanks.”

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Saturday morning Karen knocked on my door. I was barely up and going, drinking my first cup of coffee. I invited her in.

“Hi Ryan,” the tall blonde said. “Nikki went off on a nature hike through the Saguaro National Park,” she explained. “And I’m out showing houses, wink, wink,” Karen hinted. “Mary might need us to help her out, if you get my drift.”

I did. “Give me a few minutes to shower and I’ll be right over,” I replied to the invitation for a morning sex romp.

“Mary hasn’t quite got herself together yet, so why don’t I bring her over here and I can help you both get all cleaned up for the day,” Karen suggested. “I love your shower and I bet Mary will too.”

Karen left to get Mary, who had never been to my house, though it was easily accessible with the ramp I had built for my late wife. I started a full pot of coffee for my guests.

Mary and Karen came in and settled in the living room while I poured us each a cup of coffee.

“I love your paintings,” Mary remarked about my artwork covering the walls.

“Thank you,” I responded.

“Beautiful desert scenes but no beautiful nude women,” Karen joked. “Mary and I should pose for you,” she said with a suggestive smile.

We finished our coffee, then Karen ushered us into my bedroom. I shed my shorts and t-shirt and went into the bathroom to get the shower started, adjusting the water temperature. Karen helped Mary out of her night shirt while stripping herself. I set the bench down for Mary and helped her on it.

“This is nice,” Mary commented.

My shower was perfect for two. With the bench down and three it was skin on skin as we maneuvered around lathering each other in body wash, rinsing each other off. I squeezed myself alongside Mary on the bench as we both rubbed Karen’s luscious butt cheeks.

It was a fun, sensual shower, getting the three of us hot and ready for some serious sex in my bed. I went down and licked Mary’s sweet pussy while Karen feasted on Mary’s lactating breasts. It didn’t take long for Mary to cum hard and cover my face with her hot wet juice. That was when she cried out craving cock.

“Fuck me, please, fuck me,” Mary begged. Karen gestured for me to lay on my back. She then helped Mary on top of me, straddling me with her stumps. Karen guided my cock into Mary’s wet, juicy cunt.

“You fuck Ryan,” Karen told Mary. Mary pushed back on my chest with her one good arm, rocking back and forth, her tits swaying with the motion. I thrust my hips up in pace with her.

“Ride that fucking cock,” Karen implored her. Mary began grinding, her vaginal muscles gripping my cock until she burst out in climax. A flood of her juices bathed my balls and puddled on the sheets. She collapsed on top of me, her panting breath filling my ear. My stiff rod was still inside her when Karen helped her roll off me.

Karen went immediately to lick my balls and suck Mary’s cum off my cock. “I love the taste of Mary,” she said. I was still rock hard, so Karen took advantage of that and straddled me, lowering her hot pussy onto my stiff rod. “Oh yeah,” she moaned as she began to ride me.

Karen’s large tits bounced on my face as she grinded her hips on mine, working my cock to her pleasure.

“That’s so hot,” Mary whispered in my ear as Karen worked herself to an orgasm on me. Karen came as I bit one of her nipples as it slapped my mouth. She settled down and caught her breath but I was still hard. When Karen dismounted me I rolled over on top of Mary, lining my hard dick up between her stumps, thrusting myself inside her.

Pounding her hard as she liked it, Mary cried out with pleasure. I spent all my energy thrusting in and out as fast and furious as I could until I felt my balls tighten and I was going to cum. Mary felt my cock throbbing and clenched her vaginal muscles around it. I thrust harder as I came inside her hot pussy.

“Oh my god,” Mary cried out as I finished pumping my cum in her. I collapsed beck onto Karen, totally spent and content.

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“How did the nature hike go,” Mary asked her daughter as the three of us sat down to dinner at Mary’s house.

“Great,” Nikki replied. “Very informative and I met a nice guy,” she told us shyly.

“That’s great,” I encouraged her.

“He asked me out on a date,” the young woman informed us. “He’s a Park Ranger and works on weekends so he asked if I could go out on a weeknight.”

“You told him yes, I hope,” chimed in her mom.

“Of course, he’s cute,” Nikki responded. “He’s twenty-four and has a degree in Biology and Environmental Science.”

“That’s terrific,” I told Nikki enthusiastically.

Later, as I was fast asleep, I felt Nikki’s warm body crawl into bed with me. She started stroking my cock, getting me hard as I woke up and became conscious.

“Well, teacher,” Nikki started. “I guess I need some accelerated education. I don’t want to feel like a dufus if Paul comes on to me.”

“I doubt he will be aggressive,” I told her. “From what you told us about him, he sounds like a decent young man.”

“So, what would you do if you were trying to woo a young woman?” she asked.

“I would want to please her and not be so concerned about getting myself off,” I said candidly. It took me a while to learn that life lesson. I don’t know how many women I turned off just thinking about myself and my own pleasure.

“How do I get him to do that?”

“You have to know what pleases you and let him know, invite him to do that,” I told her.

“Ok, let’s work on that,” Nikki insisted with a kiss and smile.

We began by making out and touching each other as we had before. I sucked on her nipples as she liked. “Let him know you want him to go down on you,” I instructed. “Take my hand and put it on your pussy.” Nikki did that. I began to feel inside her. She was already very wet, her clit swollen.

I kissed her belly and ran my fingers along her slit. Naturally, she directed me down to enjoy her sweet juices. I ran my tongue along her thighs before I lapped up her excretions from her outer lips. I spread her lips and pressed my tongue on her engorged clit.

“That feels so good,” she cooed. I picked my head up and told her, “That’s what you need to do. Let him know what pleases you, gets you off,” I told her and then resumed my oral magic until she came hard, gushing over my face.