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“Chloe, is everything ok?”

“Ugh, no, I’m locked out.”

“Why don’t you come over to my place. Then at least you won’t be sitting outside.”

“Um… ok, yeah.”

Chloe got up haltingly, but willingly. Crossing the courtyard, she offered a weak smile. He returned the expression, but something predatory flickered behind his eyes. Steven opened the door and ushered the girl in.

“What has you out so late.”

“Oh, um… I was seeing my boyfriend.”

Steven’s eyebrow raised. “And how is he?”

“He’s fine…” She trailed off.

“Did something happen?” Steven pressed a little more.

“No I mean… It’s fine.” It clearly wasn’t fine. Steven saw a look cross behind the girl’s eyes as she tried to convince herself and her neighbor that she wasn’t lying.

Steven pondered the girl for a second. Then a smile crossed his lips: “Trance.”

Immediately the tension left her body and she stared into the middle distance. “Yes master?”

“Be honest with me. What happened with your boyfriend tonight?”

“He tried to have sex with me again.”

“And? How did it go?”

“It hurt. It wasn’t at all like this morning. But he just kept going. He said I had to learn to like it. And that I must have wanted it if I was wearing panties like mine.”

Steven felt the blood rush to his cock. He could of course help her learn to like it. But he almost liked the idea of her hating it with her boyfriend more. It made him all the more desirable.

“I think you will learn to like it. Just not with him. Chloe, you cannot cum for your boyfriend.”

“Yes sir.”

“Did he use a condom?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good. When you have sex with him you’ll always use a condom.”

“Yes sir.”

“Now take off your skirt and show me exactly what panties he was talking about.”

Chloe reached behind herself and unzipped the garment. It fell to the ground and pooled around her feet, revealing a red, lacy thong.

“Oh very good girl wearing those, Chloe.”

“Thank you sir.” She blushed almost as red as the tiny triangle of fabric covering her soft, trimmed pubic hair.

“You do look like you’re ready to be fucked.”

Chloe just nodded in response.

“Oh are you ready to be fucked?”

“Well I… I want you to show me more. More about sex.”

Steven was taken aback for a moment. Maybe his conditioning from this morning had still stuck around. He wanted it to be her idea to learn from him and it certainly sounded like it was. “Why don’t you come on over and get me ready then.”

“Yes master.” Chloe sounded happy as she walked to Steven and knelt before him.

The teen freed his cock and took it in her mouth eagerly. She’d learned from this morning’s blowjob and was able to take more of him without gagging. He still felt her little throat close around the head of his cock as he pushed deeper. She moaned around his cock and he saw her hand slip inside her panties. She was clearly enjoying herself, and entirely of her own accord. He hadn’t planted anything to make her turned on by giving blowjobs. This was innate. Steven groaned as the slutty eighteen-year-old worked him to full hardness. He was ready to take her and show her some new things.

Reluctantly, he pulled his cock from her mouth and moved to sit on the couch. “I want you to ride me Chloe.”

“I’ve never done that before master.”

“I’m sure you’ll be a natural.”

Chloe stood and walked over to her neighbor. She pondered for a moment before swinging a leg over so that she was straddling him. He positioned himself so he was right at her entrance and used his other hand to guide her to sink down on his cock.’

She was still deliciously tight. Even after her boyfriend’s clumsy attempts at sex, Steven felt her walls hug his shaft. Chloe moaned as he entered her. She was wet for him, and she slid into position easily. He felt the head of his cock hit her cervix and she paused, clearly unsure of what to do. He wondered whether she’d ever watched porn, she seemed so naive in the ways of pleasure.

“Chloe, have you ever seen a woman do this for a man? In porn perhaps?”

“No, I don’t watch that kind of thing, it’s dirty.”

“I see. Well, now it’s your turn to take the lead. Ride me. Find your own rhythm that makes you feel good.”

Chloe nodded and began to lift herself back up. He’d have to implant something to encourage her to pursue some independent study, that was for sure. Steven placed his hands on her hips to stabilize her and encouraged her to fuck him. As she rode, she began to pick up the pace, leaning forward and wrapping her arms around his neck for greater control. She moaned into his neck, clearly learning a lot about what made her feel good. Suddenly she threw her head back and started shaking. He felt her pussy squeeze down on his cock as she came. He sighed with pleasure, it felt good to have this unprotected, teen pussy milk him for his own climax which felt just around the corner.

“Oh god, oh that feels so good.”

“Good. You should feel good when you’re with me.” Steven spoke softly in her ear, reinforcing her conditioning.

“You– you haven’t finished yet…” She trailed off, he realized she was cockwarming him now, waiting for him to take the lead to get his.

He grinned at her. “You’re right.”

In a sudden motion, Steven threw Chloe to her back. She sprawled out on the couch, putting her holes on display for him. He was aggressive with her now. Now it was his turn. He wasted no time lining himself up and entering her. She yelped at the intrusion, still on fire from her recent climax. Steven used her hard. Knowing that she’d already cum, he took the opportunity to focus on his own pleasure. Afterall, in her tranced state she wouldn’t remember anything he didn’t tell her to remember.