And he slaved away

On me

Trying to demonstrate his boyish masculinity 

I couldn't feel his tumescence

I was ways ahead of him

Seasoned with years and artistic experience

I could see shame swelling in his eyes

Caressing him, I climbed on top of him 

We shared a cigarette in silence

Lowering my breasts on his mouth

I grazed my petals on his flaccid member

I could feel him slowly rising 

To the hour

I let him devour my breasts

Till I was sore

Till he was ready 

To penetrate my incandescence

I rode him seamlessly 

While he clutched my waist

He didn't last

One lesson at a time lad, I chided him

Next time when you come with the books

I will guide you to the next chapter 

You still have a long way to go

To achieve the finest performance

Not just in school 

But in bed. 

©LR