21-10-2025, 11:48 PM
(This post was last modified: 24-10-2025, 11:07 AM by lee.jae.han. Edited 3 times in total. Edited 3 times in total.)
## Update 21: Avi is Praised for His Fast Learning (Avi and Madam)
Once the bedroom door closed behind us, Madam wasted no time. With a single, smooth motion, Madam pulled her nightgown up and over her head. The soft fabric whispered as it dropped to the floor, leaving Madam completely naked before me.
I was already bare from the waist down, and the sight of Madam’s body stole my breath. Her chooť was smooth, completely open. Her breasts were exactly the full, ripe mangoes I’d always imagined. Just as I had seen Madam freeze like a statue when she first saw my lunď, now I was the one who froze, stunned by the sight of her naked form. A flicker of excitement and happiness danced in Madam's eyes.
Madam tilted her head, her voice loud with excitement. “Avi, Avi, how do you like my chooť?”
I snapped back to my senses, the question ringing, but my mind was too full to give an answer.
Madam stretched out a hand, her command soft but firm. “Avi, come closer to me.”
I moved, closing the space until only a few steps separated us. My heart was a wild drum against my ribs, each beat loud in the sudden silence.
Madam’s hand slowly moved toward me, her instruction a low breath. “Touch my chooť with your hand and feel it.”
The moment my fingertips brushed against Madam’s slick, warm chooť, a sharp jolt, like electricity, hit my arm. My whole body instantly moved back, and I stumbled back a step.
A slight frown creased Madam’s brow. “What happened? You didn’t like it?”
I could only manage a choked sound. “Hmm.” The feeling of that sudden heat and moisture had confused me completely.
Madam looked at me with great curiosity. “Have you ever seen a chooť before?”
I quickly shook my head, confirming I had not.
Madam waited, a hint of nervousness around her mouth. “How is my chooť?”
“It’s nice,” I said, the word coming out as a strained whisper.
Madam got right to the point, her eyes looking deep into mine. “Have you ever had sex?”
“No, Madam,” I replied honestly.
Her voice dropped to a quiet whisper. “Do you want to?”
“Yes,” the word burst out of me immediately, a strong truth.
Madam opened her arms slightly, inviting me. “Do you want to do it with me?”
“Yes,” I confirmed.
Madam’s smile widened. “Then start.”
My shoulders slumped. My mind was empty. “I don’t know how to have sex,” I confessed, feeling helpless.
Madam stepped closer, her eyes shining with intensity. “I am your Madam. So today, I’ll teach you how to have sex. Will you learn from me?”
“Yes, I want to learn how to have sex. Please teach me,” I pleaded, my voice thick with wanting.
Madam’s promise was filled with passion, her fingers lightly tracing the curve of my shoulder. “I will teach you in a way that you’ll be able to please every girl and every woman.”
“Hmm,” I hummed, every part of me focused on the start of the lesson.
Madam leaned in, her first instruction a soft command. “First, kiss me.”
Tentatively, I pressed my lips onto Madam’s. After a stiff five seconds, I broke the contact. Madam gently pushed me away, shaking her head with a look of playful disapproval.
Madam pulled me close, her detailed explanation a warm rush of air against my ear. “You’re just putting your lips on mine. That’s not how you kiss. You have to suck my lips with yours. Sometimes the upper lip and sometimes the lower. When you open your mouth while sucking, put your tongue in the other person’s mouth and play with their tongue. Then suck each other’s tongues. Do you understand or not? Now start.”
Following Madam’s exact instructions, I pressed my lips to hers again and began to suck—first the upper lip, then the lower. As soon as Madam parted her mouth, I carefully slipped my tongue inside and started to copy the motions she had described. My mind was only focused on doing the technique right. The sensation of our wet tongues meeting made my blood feel thick and warm in my veins. I could feel Madam pulling back on my tongue, then letting go, teaching me the rhythm. After about ten long minutes of deep kissing, we finally broke apart, both slightly out of breath.
Madam stepped back, her chest moving up and down slightly, her voice laced with genuine surprise. “You’ve learned quickly.”
I searched her face for reassurance, needing to know I had done well. “Did I do it right?”
Madam reached out, her fingers tapping my chin playfully. “Right? You did it very well.”
Her excitement surged, her next set of instructions tumbling out in a rush. “Now kiss my cheeks, suck them, kiss my whole face. After that, kiss and suck my ears too.”
I followed her every command perfectly. Low, involuntary sounds of pleasure began to escape Madam’s lips. My own body was heating up rapidly, the taste of her skin and the soft noises she made driving me on. After ten minutes, I stopped, my own breathing ragged.
Madam was breathing heavily, her hands pulling my head toward her throat. “Now kiss my neck,” she instructed.
I moved my mouth across the delicate skin of her throat and shoulder. It started as a soft kiss, pressing my lips to her warm skin. Then, I let my tongue come out, starting to lick. Her skin tasted faintly of perfume and sweat, a mix that made my senses feel sharp. I kept licking, moving my tongue up and down her throat. Madam was now breathing very fast, sharp little gasps coming from her mouth. As I licked deeper, the moisture mixed with my own saliva, and a thin, wet line of it started to drip slowly down her collarbone. Her whole body began to sway slightly, moving against me under my touch.
Madam’s voice dropped to a low, breathless moan, a desperate sound. She commanded, her words rushed. “Now press my breasts with your hands. First gently, and then a little harder after a while. Press the left breast sometimes and the right breast sometimes. Then pull on my nipples a little and caress them. Then move your tongue on my nipple. Then take it in your mouth and suck it. Take as much as you can in your mouth. And keep pressing the other breast with your hands.”
Madam’s breasts were unbelievably soft, like cotton resting in my hands. I quickly became completely focused on playing with them. I pressed the left one, then the right one, following her exact plan. Madam would call out, her voice loud and urgent, “Press harder!” Her sounds of pleasure increased in intensity, becoming sharp cries.
When I started sucking her breast, her body began to completely lose itself in pleasure. I kept my hand on the other breast, kneading it hard as instructed. I could feel the nipple I was sucking harden in my mouth. Madam’s breathing became ragged and broken, like she couldn't get enough air.
After a moment, her body suddenly went stiff, her back arching off the bed. Her eyes snapped open, wide and staring at the ceiling. At the same instant, Madam's arms shot out and wrapped tightly around my shoulders, pulling my chest down hard against her. She held me in a powerful, close hug, burying her face into my neck as she cried out. This was not fear; this was huge pleasure.
I felt a sudden, cold wave of confusion. My body went tense against the force of her hug. My hands froze on her soft skin, gripping the sides of her breast.A cold sweat instantly slicked my palms, and I could hear the frantic flutter of my own heart in my ears. My breath hitched in my throat because I was trapped in her strong squeeze. I didn’t understand what was happening, but I kept playing with her breasts as she had commanded, letting her hold me.
After a long, breathless moment, Madam’s grip slowly loosened, and her body relaxed completely, sinking back onto the bed. She released a huge, shuddering sigh. Her eyes slowly closed, and she looked completely drained. After the entire sequence was complete, Madam stood up and slowly walked into the bathroom.
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Once the bedroom door closed behind us, Madam wasted no time. With a single, smooth motion, Madam pulled her nightgown up and over her head. The soft fabric whispered as it dropped to the floor, leaving Madam completely naked before me.
I was already bare from the waist down, and the sight of Madam’s body stole my breath. Her chooť was smooth, completely open. Her breasts were exactly the full, ripe mangoes I’d always imagined. Just as I had seen Madam freeze like a statue when she first saw my lunď, now I was the one who froze, stunned by the sight of her naked form. A flicker of excitement and happiness danced in Madam's eyes.
Madam tilted her head, her voice loud with excitement. “Avi, Avi, how do you like my chooť?”
I snapped back to my senses, the question ringing, but my mind was too full to give an answer.
Madam stretched out a hand, her command soft but firm. “Avi, come closer to me.”
I moved, closing the space until only a few steps separated us. My heart was a wild drum against my ribs, each beat loud in the sudden silence.
Madam’s hand slowly moved toward me, her instruction a low breath. “Touch my chooť with your hand and feel it.”
The moment my fingertips brushed against Madam’s slick, warm chooť, a sharp jolt, like electricity, hit my arm. My whole body instantly moved back, and I stumbled back a step.
A slight frown creased Madam’s brow. “What happened? You didn’t like it?”
I could only manage a choked sound. “Hmm.” The feeling of that sudden heat and moisture had confused me completely.
Madam looked at me with great curiosity. “Have you ever seen a chooť before?”
I quickly shook my head, confirming I had not.
Madam waited, a hint of nervousness around her mouth. “How is my chooť?”
“It’s nice,” I said, the word coming out as a strained whisper.
Madam got right to the point, her eyes looking deep into mine. “Have you ever had sex?”
“No, Madam,” I replied honestly.
Her voice dropped to a quiet whisper. “Do you want to?”
“Yes,” the word burst out of me immediately, a strong truth.
Madam opened her arms slightly, inviting me. “Do you want to do it with me?”
“Yes,” I confirmed.
Madam’s smile widened. “Then start.”
My shoulders slumped. My mind was empty. “I don’t know how to have sex,” I confessed, feeling helpless.
Madam stepped closer, her eyes shining with intensity. “I am your Madam. So today, I’ll teach you how to have sex. Will you learn from me?”
“Yes, I want to learn how to have sex. Please teach me,” I pleaded, my voice thick with wanting.
Madam’s promise was filled with passion, her fingers lightly tracing the curve of my shoulder. “I will teach you in a way that you’ll be able to please every girl and every woman.”
“Hmm,” I hummed, every part of me focused on the start of the lesson.
Madam leaned in, her first instruction a soft command. “First, kiss me.”
Tentatively, I pressed my lips onto Madam’s. After a stiff five seconds, I broke the contact. Madam gently pushed me away, shaking her head with a look of playful disapproval.
Madam pulled me close, her detailed explanation a warm rush of air against my ear. “You’re just putting your lips on mine. That’s not how you kiss. You have to suck my lips with yours. Sometimes the upper lip and sometimes the lower. When you open your mouth while sucking, put your tongue in the other person’s mouth and play with their tongue. Then suck each other’s tongues. Do you understand or not? Now start.”
Following Madam’s exact instructions, I pressed my lips to hers again and began to suck—first the upper lip, then the lower. As soon as Madam parted her mouth, I carefully slipped my tongue inside and started to copy the motions she had described. My mind was only focused on doing the technique right. The sensation of our wet tongues meeting made my blood feel thick and warm in my veins. I could feel Madam pulling back on my tongue, then letting go, teaching me the rhythm. After about ten long minutes of deep kissing, we finally broke apart, both slightly out of breath.
Madam stepped back, her chest moving up and down slightly, her voice laced with genuine surprise. “You’ve learned quickly.”
I searched her face for reassurance, needing to know I had done well. “Did I do it right?”
Madam reached out, her fingers tapping my chin playfully. “Right? You did it very well.”
Her excitement surged, her next set of instructions tumbling out in a rush. “Now kiss my cheeks, suck them, kiss my whole face. After that, kiss and suck my ears too.”
I followed her every command perfectly. Low, involuntary sounds of pleasure began to escape Madam’s lips. My own body was heating up rapidly, the taste of her skin and the soft noises she made driving me on. After ten minutes, I stopped, my own breathing ragged.
Madam was breathing heavily, her hands pulling my head toward her throat. “Now kiss my neck,” she instructed.
I moved my mouth across the delicate skin of her throat and shoulder. It started as a soft kiss, pressing my lips to her warm skin. Then, I let my tongue come out, starting to lick. Her skin tasted faintly of perfume and sweat, a mix that made my senses feel sharp. I kept licking, moving my tongue up and down her throat. Madam was now breathing very fast, sharp little gasps coming from her mouth. As I licked deeper, the moisture mixed with my own saliva, and a thin, wet line of it started to drip slowly down her collarbone. Her whole body began to sway slightly, moving against me under my touch.
Madam’s voice dropped to a low, breathless moan, a desperate sound. She commanded, her words rushed. “Now press my breasts with your hands. First gently, and then a little harder after a while. Press the left breast sometimes and the right breast sometimes. Then pull on my nipples a little and caress them. Then move your tongue on my nipple. Then take it in your mouth and suck it. Take as much as you can in your mouth. And keep pressing the other breast with your hands.”
Madam’s breasts were unbelievably soft, like cotton resting in my hands. I quickly became completely focused on playing with them. I pressed the left one, then the right one, following her exact plan. Madam would call out, her voice loud and urgent, “Press harder!” Her sounds of pleasure increased in intensity, becoming sharp cries.
When I started sucking her breast, her body began to completely lose itself in pleasure. I kept my hand on the other breast, kneading it hard as instructed. I could feel the nipple I was sucking harden in my mouth. Madam’s breathing became ragged and broken, like she couldn't get enough air.
After a moment, her body suddenly went stiff, her back arching off the bed. Her eyes snapped open, wide and staring at the ceiling. At the same instant, Madam's arms shot out and wrapped tightly around my shoulders, pulling my chest down hard against her. She held me in a powerful, close hug, burying her face into my neck as she cried out. This was not fear; this was huge pleasure.
I felt a sudden, cold wave of confusion. My body went tense against the force of her hug. My hands froze on her soft skin, gripping the sides of her breast.A cold sweat instantly slicked my palms, and I could hear the frantic flutter of my own heart in my ears. My breath hitched in my throat because I was trapped in her strong squeeze. I didn’t understand what was happening, but I kept playing with her breasts as she had commanded, letting her hold me.
After a long, breathless moment, Madam’s grip slowly loosened, and her body relaxed completely, sinking back onto the bed. She released a huge, shuddering sigh. Her eyes slowly closed, and she looked completely drained. After the entire sequence was complete, Madam stood up and slowly walked into the bathroom.
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