The Art of Love

The Art of Love
Chapter One: Watch and Learn

Note: I do not own Power Rangers. And I don’t make any money from writing this story. Just enjoying my own perversions.
Timeline: Sometime after “Ranger Red”
Rating: ADULT (for sexual and sensual content, dirty talk and voyeurism.)
Genre: Porn with some hinting of plot.

Also note: I APOLOGIZE FOR NOTHING

Scott Truman wandered into the Lab, to find it empty. Doctor K had called him in, to find her not there, was odd. It was late; he was about ready to go to bed when she called him to speak to her. It wasn’t unusual for them to speak before bed about the day and any thing they felt the other should know.

“Doctor K?” he called out and was surprised when all that came to him, was her voice.

“This way, Ranger Red.” He saw a door crack open from behind the lab. He had noticed the door before but never gave second thought to it. He headed to the door and was surprised.

Doctor K was lying on her bed, dressed in her uniform still, with the exception of her shoes that were tucked under the large desk filled with computers near the head of her bed. Another desk filled with more screens was to his left that faced her; the walls were covered with papers and equations.

“What’s up Doc, I was about ready to hit the sack.” He told her, he cherished any sleep he could get.

“I have a question for you and I only feel that because you and I are on equal grounds and that we speak to each other openly about most topics I could come to you for this.” Her voice was even and her eyes went from the screens to him, then back to the screens. He stepped into the room completely and closed the door behind him.

“What is it?” he asked, he was worried now until he saw her lift a remote and moaning filled his ears. Shock hit him and he moved so he could see what she had been watching.

Porn. More precisely a video from his collection. The collection he had hidden in his room. Apparently not hidden well enough.

“I-I-I,” he began and ended up stuttering out, “What in the hell are you doing with that?”

“There is nothing to be ashamed about, Ranger Red, between all the males that reside within this garage did you not think that I would know about the obnoxious amount of explicit materials each one of you has hidden away? Well Gem doesn’t but that’s a long story.”

“Why did you take this?” he asked, now a bit angry that she went through his things.

“I was curious. You seem to favor this video when you are seeking self relief but I am wondering why exactly. I do not understand how some of these…lude acts can bring arousal when it is clearly unhygienic for starters.” Scott’s eyebrows raised up his forehead.

“You called me to ask why this porn turns me on? Can’t you see it for yourself?” he asked, she tilted her head to him with a dejected look on her face.

“I’m a scientist that was kept underground with limited social interactions from between the ages of five and 17. I do not understand certain aspects of society because they do not seem logical. I have turned to you because I thought I could trust you well enough to explain what exactly about video pornography arousing to you. I just want to understand.”

“Why did you choose me, and none of the others?” she gave him a softly smile that took him back.

“Because I have an affinity to you, Scott. I am attracted to you, and in turn I have a special interest in what arouses you, so perhaps one day I could possibly be desired in return.”

Scott stood their with man emotions rushing through him. Surprise, shock, lust, desire, the want of release. If she wanted to know, he would tell her.

“Sit up, Doctor K.” he told her and she lifted her upper body into a sitting position, eyes locked on him. “I’m going to sit behind you so that I can talk to you while I watch.”

“Why-“

“You trust me right?”

“I already told you I do.” She said and he felt her stiffen as he climbed onto her bed and leaned back, propping himself against the headboard. He pulled her back against his chest and wrapped his arms around her waist. He leaned down and spoke into her ear, nuzzling her neck as he did so.

“Tell me what you’ve noticed so far about me since you’ve rooted through my collection.” He said, he knew she paid attention to each detail.

“Most of it, nearly 97% of it includes black males with white females.” She said, and he heard her inhale as he moved his arms, skimming the backs of his fingers down the tops of her thighs.

“Correct. Did that not tell you my preference when it comes to the opposite sex?” he purred into her ear and she shivered. His eyes went to the screen to see the couple in the midst oral. The male was performing on the woman, his tongue and fingers subjecting his costar with a mind blowing assault, she was moaning and clutching at her own breasts, her face contorting as an orgasm approached. “Look at them, look at the way he eats her, the way he touches her. Does that not arouse you?” he asked and she jumped as his hands abruptly slid to her inner thighs and cupped her sex. He felt her squirm and grow wet at his mere touch. “I feel you are…”

“Scott…” she murmured and he smiled, planting a small, suckling kiss on her neck. She was becoming lost in his touches when she was distracted by the video as the man came on his partner’s face. “How is that supposed to be “sexy” as I’ve mentioned before that is extremely unhygienic and quite frankly, disgusting.” He nipped at her neck before parting from her neck to whisper in her ear. She let out a small whimper as his fingers left from between her legs.

“As lude as you find it, I guess its more of a primal thing for guys, marking their territory…I guess. I’m not sure. It’s also just something the industry does. I promise, given the chance I wouldn’t do that to you.” He laughed and she gave him a wry smile.

“Of course you wouldn’t. If you did, you know full well it would be the end of anything between us of the sexual nature.”

“Oh? So you do want to start something with me?”

“Perhaps. I want to learn. I want to feel.” His hands trailed up her body and came to rest on her small breasts. “Don’t stop, Scott.”

“I like to hear you say my name…spread your legs for me K,” he told her and to his surprise, she obeyed. She probably set him up for this but he didn’t care. He was now horny as hell and the Doctor was willing to let him touch her. He wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. “Keep watching, think about how that would feel if that was happening to you…”

His fingers pressed on the material of her underwear, and he felt her shudder and shift as he began to press firmly and ghost his fingers up and down the wet material. Seeing how aroused she was, feeling how wet she was growing made his cock strain against the thin material of his pajama pants.

”Scott, touch me…make me…” she whispered and he moved his head and sought her lips. As their lips met in her first kiss, he pushed aside the damn cotton and made contact wit the hot, slick flesh. His finger immediately sought her clit and gently stroked it. She moaned as their kiss broke and leaned back into him and moved her hips towards his fingers.

“This is an added bonus to porn, when you watch with your lover; most times it will turn you both on to the point where all you want to do is come…” As the one finger continued its teasing on her clit, another finger began to slowly sink inside her. He cursed under his breath and ground himself against her back. God she was so tight around his finger. It was driving him crazy. He wanted this, wanted her. He had to try to keep himself from pinning her and taking her in that moment. The moans on the screen drew his attention as a new couple took screen and were already about to fuck. “Watch them K, watch them fuck, think of what it would feel like if it were you. Us…”he hiss softly and nipped at her neck again. “Watch them and think of us, think of what it would be like if I was fucking you like that.”

The high moan that rewarded him would forever stay in his memories as would the feel of her pussy, the heat of her body, the taste of her skin. He chuckled as she got wetter; she was soaking his hand at the mere thought of him taking her. He had others in the past, but nothing and no one could compare to this moment for him. Her desire and trust within him, the same he had for her, lead him to this. And he was thanking God that everything that had happened lead him here, to her, to her bed for this moment. If he died tomorrow he would be a happy man having been able to pleasure her like this.

“Oh…don’t stop…more…” she was moaning her words in breathy pants and his fingers and ministrations increased in pace, quickened by not only the desire to make her climax but from how slick she was.

“I’m not going to stop. Not until you come all over my hand, until you cry my name.” he told her and he drew himself up and held her firm to him. Lifting her a bit he pulled her underwear down and off and one hand resumed fingering her while the other made its way up her shirt. He found her small breast and began to fondle her as his fingers plunged faster and deeper within her. “You like to watch them don’t you; I always picked up on that since I saw your place in the wall. You could see us but we could not see you, you’re a voyeur. Naughty girl.” She twisted in his embrace, moaning, writhing. He moaned as she rocked her body back, rubbing against his hard cock from the tight confines of his pants. He thrust against her, and she gasped in delight.

“Scott…”

He could feel her nearing her climax, she was coming tighter and that made him harder than he thought he could be. The need and want to make her come was overriding his urge to get inside her, to show her exactly what she initiated when she started this. That would be a lesson for another day. His hand left her breast and joined the other, working on her, touching, thrusting, caressing.

“Scott!” her cries were coming in breathy pants, she was so close and as he felt her climax hit, he covered her lips with his, kissing her deeply as she spasmed around his finger, clenching around him, soaking his hands and her bedding. He slowly withdrew and she buried her face into his neck, her forehead was damp with sweat and she was panting for air, sagging against him in relief. He chuckled softly and held her tight.

“I’ll teach you more tomorrow, I bet that drained you.” He said and kissed the top of her head.

“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.” She told him sleepily. “I look forward to lesson two.” He smiled a very male smile at her and he held her tight. “You may leave if you want, I don’t expect you to stay.” She said, her tone suddenly becoming sad.

“Silly girl. I’m not leaving. Lesson two will begin in the morning.” He told her, grinning. As he settled in beside her, he saw a happy glow settle over her features and he kissed her gently. “Good night, Doctor K.”

“Good night, Scott. Thank you. I think I may finally sleep through the night.”

“Oh trust me girl, if you don’t, I’ll most definitely get you to sleep.” She chuckled deeply.

“Then I am pleased I’ve started this entanglement.”

“Me too.” He said and watched her as she drifted to sleep and he flicked off her screens and let the darkness consume them.

To Be Continued
This will be a series. I hope you enjoyed it!