Naïve Wanda

==== Notes ====

All characters are over the age of 18.

A very special thanks toMaster_Doctorfor his amazing help with editing. His insightful comments, suggestions, and verbiage have vastly improved this story.

Do not reprint this work on any other website or any medium without the explicit consent of the author (aka me).

There is a short recap, but it would be best to read the preceding chapters of the Naïve Wanda series.

=== Recap ===

After I was awarded tenure in a STEM magnet school, I moved into a small condo complex. To my surprise, one of my best students, Wanda, was now my neighbor. We became friends, very close friends -- actually, best friends.

My sweet little Wanda was tiny in height, less than five feet tall. But the rest of her body was quite the opposite. She had a jaw-dropping bust, a beautiful, full ass, and shapely legs.

Wanda believes that people are inherently good. She doesn't seem to understand that there are nasty folks in the world. She doesn't seem to realize that every guy has a perverted side -- and that her combination of naïveté, innocence, and a smoking-hot body makes her a prime target.

Creeps and bastards seem to have a sixth sense for spotting targets like Wanda. Cute. Petite. Innocent. Naïve. Gullible. Trusting. She would be quite a catch. Quite a conquest. Massive tits. Big suckable nipples. An ass that just doesn't quit. A virgin pussy and mouth. All of which are just begging to be squeezed and groped.... and violated.

I pushed her to volunteer at a local animal hospital. While waiting for me to drive her home, she met a creep... and that's when she found out that whenever she's touched sexually, she becomes powerless and submits. That creep kissed her and touched her. Then my Wanda was overwhelmed and went into a pleasure-trance, which quickly turned into a full-grope fest. A grope-fest where he was in total control and could have done whatever he wanted. I barely stopped things before it was too late.

My poor Wanda was so hurt. So fragile and broken. She was ashamed. Scared. Overwhelmed. Embarrassed. She was horrified by this new side of her. One which she never knew existed.

I made a vow to both her -- and myself -- to help her in any way I could. I'm trying to teach and train her to stop before bad things happen.... while also trying to control my own urges.

In a desperate attempt to forget about the bastard who abused her, Wanda asked me, no, she begged me, to make her feel good. Despite my being her teacher, and against my better judgment, I did what she asked. Except I also gave in to my urges and lost control. My hands squeezed her giant mounds of titflesh until they left marks. My mouth latched onto her sweet nipple and sucked like it was the world's strongest vacuum cleaner. Her plump ass became my plaything. My fingers probed and bottomed out in her tight little backdoor and caressed her sweet little virgin pussy. I lost control. I was the roughest I've ever been.

But somehow the rougher I was, the more she liked it. When my fingers bottomed out in her back door and caressed her sweet little pussy, she squirted her sweet juices everywhere.

But it gets worse. Wanda's worst fear was that deep down, she's a slut. She's afraid that when she gets excited, a flip gets switched on, and she turns into a skank who will let anyone do anything they want to her.

And she's right. She does become a slut.

When she gave me a handjob, my cock shot gallons of jizz all over her beautiful, massive melons. But then my naïve, innocent Wanda morphed into a cum-slut. She became so excited that she massaged and rubbed my warm spunk all over her huge titties and her rock-hard nipples. Then she licked up my warm, sticky cum from her chest. It was the most amazing -- and hottest -- thing I've ever seen.

But without realizing it, she became so excited that she moved her fingers down between her legs to frig herself. Except those fingers were covered with my cum.

I stopped her just in time. Instead, my own fingers touched her sweet pussy... until she once again squirted buckets.

My innocent, sweet Wanda couldn't believe how excited and out of control she became. Now she realizes that not only does she submit, but then she turns into a complete slut. A cum-loving slut. A slut who squirts buckets when fingered.

She's even more embarrassed and horrified by her actions. Terrified by her own sluttiness.

I was able to bring her back from the abyss. She seems to accept that she has an inner slutty side. She wants to hide it. Hide it from everyone... except me.

Amazingly, Wanda asked me, no, actually she begged me, if she could be my 'Secret Slut'.

Somehow, the gods have chosen me, her teacher, to try and teach her, and train her, to become aware of creeps and pervs and horny boys. I must try my best to train her to make sure that she doesn't become a victim and submit -- and become some perv's plaything.

All this while keeping my own perverted side hidden -- and under control.

My custom 'lesson plan' crosses all boundaries. We pretend she's on a date. Like most guys with a pulse, I'm trying to sneak in feels. I'm trying to grope and squeeze Wanda's ripe eighteen-year-old melons. And have her block it. I'm trying to sneak in a feel of her virgin pussy. And have her try to stop me.

Sometimes she does. But the times she doesn't stop me, when my fingers touch her, she falls into her passive trance and stops resisting. Somehow, I'm able to stop myself. Barely.

My worst fear is that one day I won't be the one doing the groping. Instead, she'll be groped on a bus or under a table, and then she'll submit to the feeling and let it happen.

So I'm also telling her that if that does happen, then she cannot react. I'm ordering her not to react. Not to give in. Not to cum. Maybe then she could have a fighting chance of not squirting buckets in the hands of some stranger or bully at school. At least that's what I tell myself.

Or do I have some other, more perverted reason?

Am I really helping her? If all it takes for her to lose control is for some creep to suddenly grab or grope her, then what the fuck could I do to help her? What if she were on a train or a bus and some perv decided to have his fun? What if some jock or bully at school grabs her and pulls her into a closet or behind the bleachers? We know the answer -- that my Wanda would become a helpless little slut.

So, my latest 'great' idea was to have her touch herself, to frig herself, in private, and see if that relaxes her.

But her friend, her teacher, aka me, couldn't help but listen outside the room. Even though I told her she would have privacy.

The perv in me stood by the door and listened to Wanda frig herself. Her moaning was so sexy. And she was calling out my name!

Hearing Wanda moan and call out my name was too much. I pulled off my shorts, quickly took off my shirt to capture my cum, and started to pump my shaft.

Even though I had promised Wanda privacy, the perv in me also had to see what was happening. My hand grabbed the doorknob and slowly opened the door to peek inside.

--

Suddenly, I heard a huge scream!

Without thinking, I opened the door to see if Wanda was OK.

She was on her knees, shaking and hyperventilating. Her arm was holding onto the side of my bed. Her eyes had a faraway look, as if she were semi-conscious.

She was mumbling to herself, "Oh God Oh God Oh God"

I thought about the other day, when my poor little Wanda was frightened... and scared... and shocked at her own behavior. I ran up to her, ready to hold her once again and comfort her.

Except I was naked! With my diamond-hard cock waving in all directions.

My cock is right in front of her. How will I explain this?

=== Naïve Wanda's Oral Adventures Pt 1 ===

Wanda was still on her knees. She looked up, stunned. I was frozen as well. Her eyes slowly cleared. But now they were fixated on my hard cock.

She licked her lips with a look of hunger, a look of lust. It was as if she were in a trance or hypnotized.

Wanda's huge dangling tits wobbled with each deep breath. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds, as if waiting to be touched and squeezed. The insides of her thighs were wet with her juices. I could see pussy juices dripping onto my bedroom carpet. The smell, the aroma, was intoxicating.

I was fighting a battle with myself. A battle that I already lost. It was lost the minute I opened that door. My vow to her, my plans of holding back... with us not fooling around until Wanda could control herself, have gone to shit.

Resistance is futile.

Without a word, I sat on the bed near her, with my cock pointing straight up. Wanda looked down. My cock was only inches from her mouth. She licked her lips again.

***

Wanda was on her knees, not blinking, in an almost hypnotic trance. Her eyes were fixated on my lap, more precisely, my cock. My diamond-hard cock. I didn't think it was possible, but it felt even longer and thicker than ever before.

With each heartbeat, my cock moved back and forth, like a metronome. Wanda stared, as if captivated. Her breathing slowed down. I could swear she was swaying and breathing in conjunction with my cock's slow movement.

Ever read those fantasy stories about a babe being hypnotized?

Wanda stared for what seemed like an hour. Finally, she looked up at me. Was she going to ask what the fuck I was doing there? Was she going to accuse me of invading her privacy by barging in while she was frigging herself?

But then she licked her lips. Her voice was shaky. "Can I put it in my mouth? Please?"

Please? She's asking me, please? My head and cock nodded at the same time.

Wanda tentatively licked the head with her tongue before slowly opening her mouth. She carefully placed the head of my cock into her pretty little mouth. I was in awe, watching my little teenage beauty licking a cock for the first time. MY cock. Sucking a cock for the first time.MYcock.

Her mouth opened, and her lips surrounded the head of my cock. Her warm, wet tongue swirled around my head. I leaned back, enjoying the feeling.

My shaft went a few more inches in her mouth. It felt so good. But instead of moving her head up, she tried to push my cock even further into my mouth. Oh my God, was this going to be her (and my) first deep throat?

Usually, I'm doing my best to coax my date into going deeper. And it's always a losing battle.

But Wanda was different. She was the one who wanted to go deeper. And deeper she went! Her mouth enveloped my cock about halfway! And she tried to force it ever deeper! The feeling was amazing!

But then she looked up at me in a panic and started gagging! Was her (and my) first deep throat going to end up with another first, as in her puking all over my cock?

Wanda lifted her head and placed her hand over her mouth. Suddenly, she ran to the bathroom! All the while gagging and choking. I was so shocked I didn't even have a chance to leer at her bouncing boobs and delicious ass. Well, maybe just a little.

I stared, stunned at what had just happened. I could hear my poor Wanda in the bathroom, gagging and coughing. I was so stunned I didn't even think of going over to help her.

**

I sat there in shock, listening to Wanda coughing and spitting up. It hit me like a ton of bricks just how badly I had screwed this up. I had previously reassured her that I would stop things if either of us did anything that wasn't safe. And I failed.

My motto should be 'Another day, Another Fuckup'. I can add this to my latest list of screwups.

-I shouldn't have been by the door, listening in.-Maybe I had a semi-valid reason for coming into the room when I heard her scream.-But I shouldn't have done it while undressed, with my cock at full mast, bobbing as I ran in.

And I immediately agreed to have her blow me. Even though she had never done it before and had no idea what she was doing. I did nothing to stop her when she tried to deep-throat me -- when she obviously wasn't ready.

I'll just add this to my other lapses in judgment. My other screw-ups. My other fuck-ups. She's led an innocent, sheltered life. She put her trust in me. And I've already failed her -- again. How can I help Wanda when I can't control myself?

~~

Wanda bent her head over Mr Smith's sink and tried her best not to throw up. She thought back to what her good friend Sophia told her while they were sitting at lunch together with some other girls.

Wanda remembered Sophia's words..."Guys love oral. They love to get a blowie. If you are good at it and make them cum, they will really like you and want to come back for more. Cum back for more, get it?"

Wanda's head was spinning.'What did I do wrong? Sophia made it sound so easy. I guess like she said, I should have practiced.'

She heard Sophia's words in her head..."You can't have a boyfriend without giving them oral. And it's not like real sex, it's clean. The important thing is to deep throat them. They get off on that. And make sure to let them finish in your mouth. A lot of girls won't do that. So that makes you special. If you swallow their load, then it can be done anywhere, anytime. Like an empty room. Or a janitor's closet. Or even in a car."

Sophia waited until the giggling died down."And if you smile at them while swallowing, that's their Kryptonite. Their Achilles heel. It's over. They're yours. You'll have them eating out of your hands. You'll have a boyfriend for as long as you want. Or at least until you find a better guy. A cuter guy. A guy with more money."

Sophia had their full attention."Try your best not to spit it out. You have to swallow it and smile. And girls, I'll tell you one last secret. The deeper you put his junk in your mouth, the more they like it. Deep throating a guy's boner should be every girl's goal. And the best way to do that is to practice. Otherwise, the first time you try it on a guy you like, it won't go well, and you can kiss this guy goodbye. He'll never think of you as girlfriend material. He might even tell all of his friends how bad you are."

Wanda thought with despair,'Mr Smith is such a great guy, I bet he's had like a million blowjobs. And mine was the worst one ever... I should have listed to Sophia. I should have practiced. All I wanted to do was make him happy.'

Wanda was no longer choking, but the tears wouldn't stop.'All I wanted was to make Mr Smith feel good. All I wanted to do was please him. I want to do whatever it takes to make him happy.'

Wanda wiped her eyes.'I screwed up. I fucked up. I wanted to make the greatest guy in the world happy. But I failed. I need to apologize and hope he forgives me.'

But the tears wouldn't stop.'How can I make Mr Smith happy if I try to please him and almost puke all over his penis? How can I make Mr Smith happy when I can't control myself?'

**

By the time got over my shock, Wanda had stopped coughing. At least she did not throw up.

She timidly walked back, covering her luscious teen breasts with her arm. Her eyes were filled with tears. I've watched enough 'face fucking' videos to know this was a standard reaction.

But this was more than that. Her tears were still flowing.

She sat next to me, looked down, and spoke softly. "Mr Smith, I heard that guys really like it when they get like deep throated and I wanted so so bad to make you happy and make you shoot in my mouth and then I would swallow your cum and you'd be happy and satisfied and I really tried to but suddenly I started choking and I thought I was going to throw up so I ran away I'm sorry if I disappointed you..."

My heart melted at the sight of her like this. I placed my arms around her and shook my head in disbelief. None of my rare girlfriends or even rarer hookups had ever wanted to deep throat me. If anything, when I tried to push their heads down further, I would be greeted by the feeling of teeth on my shaft or a smack across the head.

Yet here was my sweet innocent Wanda, wanting so bad to try... Wanting so bad to make me feel good... Wanting so bad to make me happy. What did I do to deserve this?

I held her while she whimpered. She was so naïve to think she could deep throat a cock on the first try into her virgin mouth without any practice. And I was even more naïve. I was so caught up in receiving my first deep throat attempt that I never thought to stop her.

My hand rubbed her back and hair. As a teacher, one of the most important lessons I learned was to act confidently. Never show indecision. Then again, I've never been naked with a student before. Let alone a goddess with massive 32 Double-D's...

I took a deep breath and spoke to my Wanda as confidently as I could. "Little One, stop crying. I really appreciate you trying, I really do. I've never had anyone ever try that with me. But it's too soon for that. You can't rush things. Remember what I say in class, 'Crawl, Walk, Run.' You need to learn."

What I really meant was Lick, Suck, Swallow. I also left out the part about how my cock really appreciated it as well. She held me for a long time.

**

My hand continued to caress her back and hair, while fighting the urge to go near her tush or side-boob. I never realized just how beautiful and luxurious her hair was. Long and wavy with a combination of different shades of dark brown. So beautiful. My nose caught a hint of coconut. Was that her conditioner? Whatever it was, it fit her perfectly; my Wanda was just as sweet on the inside as the outside.

One of my greatest fantasies was to finally find a girl who would let me cum in her mouth, swallow it, and not spit it out. That never happened to me. The few times I held the girl's head in place, she fought me like I was some pervert. I was beginning to wonder if my cum tasted like acid. I tried altering my diet. Ate boatloads of pineapples. Stopped caffeine. Showered right before sex. Didn't matter.

Even worse, they wouldn't even pretend like it was something they wanted to do. Even though I could spend what seemed like hours with my tongue servicing their pussy, my rare girlfriends and rare dates always thought a couple of licks on my cock was enough. They would expect me to go down on them, but somehow, to them, swallowing my cock and cum was, at best, unnatural and demeaning. At worst, it was gross.

They would reluctantly suck my cock, and insist I tell them when I was about to cum, so they could move their face and mouth as far away as possible. That happened rarely, as a couple of reluctant licks and a bit of sucking wouldn't be enough to get me going.

But Wanda was different. She was different in the most amazing way. The other day, when my cock blasted what seemed like gallons of my hot jizz all over her massive boobs, her tongue reached out, and, for the first time, tasted sperm. Then she licked up my cum off her boobs as if it were the most wonderful thing in the world. She tried to lap up every drop. It was as if she couldn't get enough.

My hands continued to pet my Wanda's hair and back, and I was prepared to do it for hours.

But then she looked up and asked in a soft, small voice, "Teach me, please. I want to learn everything. I want to learn how to make you really excited. I want to swallow your yummy cum. I want to like put it all the way in my mouth. Anything to make you happy, really happy."

Now my sweet Wanda just told me she wants me to shoot in her mouth so she can swallow my cum directly from my stiff cock. Swallow all my load. She also wanted to learn how to deep throat me. She seems to want to do whatever it takes to make me happy.

My first thought was'Be careful what you wish for'.But it's more than that, Wanda has never done these things. She's only touched a cock once (unbelievably, MY cock). She's never put one near her mouth. She's never licked one. Never sucked on one.