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NOTE: This is an adult story. If you are not a legal adult in your jurisdiction, please do not continue. If frank depictions of human sexuality offend you, please do not continue. Otherwise, please enjoy.
Pam shut off the vacuum, pulled the plug from the socket and wound up the cord. She looked around the apartment, making sure it was presentable. They’d be here in an hour or so and things were going to be tough enough without having to worry about the state of her apartment. The massage table in the middle of the room looked a little strange, but it was going to serve a purpose. She picked up the sheet she’d left on the couch and draped it over the table.
A junior at Smallville State College, Pam and a few of her friends had decided the week before that enough was enough. They all had been raised in relatively conservative homes and none of them had dated in high school or even much so far in college. All were intelligent and did well in their studies. It was just, well – none of them were very social and all of them were kind of awkward with the opposite sex.
Tonight, they hoped, would be the first step in ending some of that awkwardness.
Pam turned the heat up a bit before she got into the shower. Since they all would be nude tonight, she didn’t want them shivering. She’d shaved earlier in the day, so now she soaped herself quickly but carefully. As she washed she examined herself. Pam wasn’t exactly small, but she wasn’t obese. Rubenesque, maybe. Her breasts were full and sagged a bit, capped with large pink areolas surrounding small nipples. They sprang to attention as she rubbed around them with the washrag. When shaving earlier that day she’d carefully trimmed her pubic area. A shade darker than the blond hair on her head, she’d shaved her labia carefully, leaving triangle of hair just above.
It might surprise her friends, but she had always felt cleaner keeping her lips free of hair. They were close together now; peach like, with no hint of her inner lips or clitoris showing. She knew that might change later. “Well, it will just have to do,” she thought. She turned off the water, dried off and dressed.
A few minutes later the doorbell rang. It was Jenny and Amy. Amy was Pam’s opposite, petite and dark. Jenny was a real girl next door – not a Barbie doll shimmering with sensuality, but slim, with mousy brown hair and a habit of ducking her head.
“Are we really going to do this?” she asked.
“Yes,” Pam replied. “And it’s about time, too.”
Alan and Larry came next. Neither was an Adonis, but they didn’t scare small children, either. Alan was about 5’10” and a bit pudgy. Larry was a little taller, but thin with a prominent Adam’s apple.
As they hung up their coats and joined the group, Mitsy arrived. She was perhaps the cutest of them all in a traditional sense, a redhead with a spray of freckles across her nose and a nice figure. She put her jacket in the closet and they all settled down in the living room.
“Ok,” said Pam, “You all know why we’re here tonight. We’re going to try to learn something about the opposite sex, physically. Then maybe we’ll try what Mitsy and I saw on TV the other night.”
“Two rules,” Mitsy piped in. “First, this is all positive. No smart remarks, no cuts, no putting others, or yourself, down. Second, no means no. If you’re not comfortable with something just say so. We stop. Any questions?”
“What’s first?” asked Larry.
“Well, I think we all get out of our clothes,” said Pam. “There are robes here if you get cold.”
Nervously, they began. There was some giggling, and some “you first, no you” but as soon as Pam began unbuttoning her blouse and Alan kicked off his shoes and pulled off his jeans the group slowly stripped. Mitsy and Larry put on robes, the others picked them up, but just held them in their laps.
Pam took a big breath. This was harder than she thought it would be. “Ok. Like we talked about, we’re going to get firsthand knowledge of the bodies of members of the opposite sex. Alan, Larry, would you please stand here in the middle of the room?”
Slowly, the boys stood up, looked nervously at each other, and stepped to the middle of the room.
“Here’s a coin. Toss for who gets to be the guinea pig,” said Pam.
Alan tossed the coin. “Heads,” illegal bahis called Larry. Alan caught it and flipped onto the back of his hand. It was tails.
“Ok, Alan. You’re our guinea pig,” said Pam. “Lie here on the table.”
Alan did as he was told. The group gathered around him. As he looked around at the women and as they began to stare at him, he felt an erection growing.
“Look,” said Amy. “He’s getting hard.”
“That’s good,” said Pam. “We want to learn about that.”
They watched as Alan’s penis grew. The head got a dark purple and the shaft lengthened and thickened. When he was fully erect it was about 6″ long and 2″ around.
“Mmmh,” sighed Jenny. “That looks nice.”
“Ok, lets get scientific for a minute,” said Pam. “You can see the shaft, corona, glans, and testicles. Let me hold this up so you can see the response.”
Alan shuddered softly as Pam gently grasped his penis and flexed it up from his body. “Careful,” he said. This was the first time anybody other then he or the doctor had handled his penis. Her grip felt wonderful.
Pam was wondering at herself. Her she was, naked, in a room with five other naked people, and she was holding an erect penis and lecturing! She felt a quiver in her loins. “Ok. The glans and corona are supposed to be very sensitive. She gently traced the corona of Alan’s penis. He trembled visibly. “Oh god,” he said.
“Does that feel good?” Pam asked.
“Incredibly,” he replied.
“What else would feel good?”
“Up the shaft.”
Pam looked confused. “Show us,” she asked.
Alan took his index finger and stroked gently up the underside of his penis. This was how he always started masturbating. “Like this,” he said.
“Let me try,” said Amy. She reached out and gently stroked as Alan had. He trembled again. Amy repeated the stroke, and a bit of fluid came from the tip of his urethra. “That’s fluid from his prostate,” said Pam, remembering her studies. “It prepares the urethra for the sperm.”
Amy dipped the tip of her finger into the clear fluid and brought it to her lips. “It doesn’t taste like much,” she said.
“Jenny, Mitsy, you try now,” said Pam. They each reached out and stroked the rampant penis in front of them. “It’s so soft,” said Mitsy. “Like velvet,” said Jenny. Alan just groaned. Much more of this and he would orgasm.
“Now, look carefully at his testicles. Watch how they move and how his scrotum adjust for the temperature.” She took an ice cube from her glass and rubbed it in her palm. When it was cold, she reached over and stroked Alan’s scrotum. Predictably, it contracted from the cold touch.
“Lift up a little, Alan,” Pam said. He did. She gently held his testicles up. “Under here, in front of his anus, is the perineum. “Stroking here is supposed to be pleasurable too. It’s close to his prostate. You can also feel the root of the penis if you press in.” She pressed her finger in until she felt Alan’s shaft, and than ran her fingertip up the little line of skin. Alan shuddered again. He was awfully close.
“Be careful,” he begged.
Pam took a deep breath. “All right. Now it’s time to see how it all works. If we all caress Alan we should learn more about male sexual response.” Four hands reached out and began stroking different parts of Alan’s genitals. Pam kept hers under his balls, stroking along his perineum. Amy and Mitsy alternated up and down the shaft. Jenny circled the glans. Alan trembled.
“Oh, so good,” he muttered. “So good.”
Larry looked on at all of this. He was erect as well, watching these women stimulate his friend. He began gently stroking himself as he watched.
It wasn’t long. Alan felt his balls contract and then there was the familiar rush and then the explosion. He thrust his hips up off the table, pumping, pumping against the gentle, insistent touches. Semen burst from the tip of his penis, coating Jenny’s hand and wrist. “Oh, oh, oh, oh” came from Alan. A gentle peace settled over him.
Jenny held out her hand. Each of the girls dipped a finger into the sperm and then tasted it. “Salty.” “Slippery.” “Mmmh.” “Oh!” were the reactions.
Pam reached over for the bowl of warm water and washrag. Amy said, “Let me do that.” She gently washed and then dried Alan’s penis and groin.
Alan illegal bahis siteleri couldn’t quite believe what had happened. An hour ago no woman had ever kissed him, much less tried to touch his penis, and now four had just masturbated him to orgasm. A big smile crossed his face.
“All right, Alan. Thank you,” said Pam.
Now it was time to learn about a woman. “Who would like to volunteer?” she asked.
The four women looked at each other nervously. Touching Alan had excited them all a little, but being on display for him and Larry, as well as the other three girls, was something else. “C’mon,” said Alan. “It wasn’t so bad.”
“I’ll do it.”
It was Jenny. Slowly, she sat down on the table. She didn’t know why she had spoken up. This was so much opposite everything that had ever happened in her life. Still, it would probably be better to start and get the worst over with.
“Ok.” It was Pam again. “Let’s start by examining her breasts. Larry, Alan, you look particularly carefully. See how they sit high on her chest? And how the nipples kind of point up? That’s different than mine. In fact guys, if you look, you’ll see that each of us has distinctly different types of breasts.”
Alan and Larry looked at each of the girls. Pam wasn’t lying. Her breasts were large, with big areolas and small nipples that pointed downwards. Jenny’s stood out from her chest with no sag at all, and her nipples were a darker pink and a little bigger around than Pam’s. Amy’s were small, but her areolas and nipples stood out prominently – the nipples more than an inch long – the areolas almost like another little breast on top of her tiny breasts. Mitsy’s were different again. They were more like Jenny’s, but they didn’t stand out from her chest so much, and her areolas were small and brown and the nipples centered in them.
“Ok, now look at how they react.” Pam reached out and gently stroked Jenny’s nipples. They quickly became erect. “Feel them, but be gentle,” she said to the boys.
Larry reached out and gently caressed Amy’s left breast. He could feel her heart beating. He could also feel his erection getting harder. He never thought he’d ever be able to do this.
Alan was gently pinching Jenny’s right nipple. It was hard, sort of like the proverbial pencil eraser. It was also soft and a little pebbly in texture. His penis stirred back to life.
Jenny was feeling blissful. The boy’s touch was both gentle and soft and arousing all at once. A tingle ran down to her clitoris as Larry switched from his gentle caress to pinching her left nipple. “Oh my!” she reacted.
“Lie back now, please,” said Pam. Jenny did, and then Pam slid a pillow under her hips to make it easier to see Jenny’s genitals. They were covered with wispy brown hair.
“All right, now let’s identify the parts. You can see now, with Jenny only a little stimulated, that her labia majora are swelling a little and her labia minora are starting to extend from between them. Jenny could feel herself getting wet as Pam spoke. She could feel the congestion building between her legs.
“Larry, can you point out the mons?” Pam asked.
“Well, I guess it’s the whole area we’re looking at, especially the pad around the top and the labia majora.”
“Correct. Now, lets see if we can stimulate Jenny a little more and watch what happens. Alan, can you help?”
Alan was beside himself, his penis hard and pointing rigidly in front of him. Touching Amy’s breasts was wonderful, but now Pam wanted him to touch her genitals. He was quivering as he reached forward and gently cupped Jenny’s mound.
“Ohhh,” Jenny moaned. Alan gently stroked the entire area, and then drew his finger up the slit in front of him. He could feel the moistness there, and touched his finger to his tongue. The taste was pleasantly musky.
Jenny moaned again. Larry was now stroking her as well and, as he did, they all watched as Amy’s inner lips swelled and opened a little. Larry tasted her moisture as well.
“Ok, now, let’s examine what’s inside.” Pam was trembling a bit herself now. She could see the boys’ erections and how they trembled when they brushed against the table or the leg of one of the girls. “Amy, Mitsy, would you very gently spread Amy’s lips?”
The two girls looked canlı bahis siteleri at each other, and then gently grasped the Jenny’s labia, spreading them open.
“Ok. As we know, there are three openings. At the very bottom here is the anus. Next is the vagina, the birth canal, which accepts the penis during intercourse. On top is the urethra. Stimulating any of these can be pleasant, but it’s important not to touch the vagina after playing with the anus. It’s too easy to transfer something nasty.”
Pleasant, this was a hell of a lot more than just pleasant, thought Jenny. Amy and Mitsy were holding her spread open, and the gentle pressure of their fingers on her lips was stimulating her incessantly. She could feel herself lubricating.
“The most important bit is just there at the top where the lips come together. It’s the clitoris. Right now Jenny’s is covered by the clitoral hood. Boys, the clitoris can be incredibly sensitive to touch. Its size varies, but it usually is fairly small. If I pull back the hood you can see.”
“Oh my god!” Amy gasped. Pam was gently sliding her clitoral hood back and the sensation was incredible. Everyone moved closer to look at the pink pearl of her pleasure.
“From her reaction you can see what I mean when I say sensitive. See, look at how pink it is and how it can get erect like a penis. As they watched, Pam dipped her other finger into Jenny’s vagina to moisten it, and then gently stroked Jenny’s clitoris. Jenny gasped in pleasure again. This was almost too much. Her clit became hard and distended.
“Ok boys, now it’s your turn. Remember, be very gentle. Alan, you’re first. Be sure to lubricate your finger first – if it’s dry it can be too rough.”
Alan gently dipped his finger into the pool of liquid collecting in Jenny’s vagina. It involuntarily contracted around his finger.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god” thought Jenny. Alan was touching her and it felt so good to feel his finger inside her. As he gently pulled out and began stroking her lips little jolts of electricity ran through her.
“It’s so soft,” Alan said. He slipped his finger up and gently touched Jenny’s clitoris. Her hips raised up against the gentle pressure. Larry reached over and gently began to slide his finger in and out of Jenny’s vagina.
“That’s good, Larry,” said Pam. “Now, Alan, just gently circle the clitoris. Don’t touch it directly, just round and round.”
Jenny was now moaning constantly. The sensations were incredible – like nothing she had ever done with herself. And then Pam began caressing her breasts.
“Oh yes, oh yes, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she demanded.
“See,” Pam said. “It’s just like with Alan. Watch how her genitals swell as they’re stimulated. Feel how moist she’s getting. Amy, Mitsy, you stroke too.”
Jenny was writhing with pleasure. She could feel her peak coming. If Alan would just tap her clitoris gently, like she did when she masturbated.
“Alan,” she said. “Touch me – tap me – real gently just tap, tap, tap.” He did as he was instructed, gently tapping on the distended bit of pink flesh.
“Ohhh yeah like that. Keep it up. I’m going to come, I going to come, it’s almost here, oh yeaahh, oh oh oh yeah right there, don’t stop ohhh, oohhh ohhh, ohhhh!”
She felt the orgasm wash over and through her, and the stimulation didn’t stop. Alan was still gently tapping at her clitoris, and Larry’s finger going in and out and Pam touching her breasts and the others touching and all of a sudden there was another one and she cried out “Oh Yes! Oh YES!” and then it was crashing over her and she was twitching and squeezing down on Larry’s finger and it was so good, so good and she was arching up and into their touch and then it was washing away and leaving her so slowly and she was slowly coming back to her senses.
“That, ladies and gentlemen, was an orgasm,” said Pam. Do you see how erect Jenny’s nipples are and how flushed she is?”
The others nodded, watching Jenny’s body slowly recover from the experience they had just shared with each other.
“That’s what we want to share tonight. Now that we know a little more about what our bodies look like and how they react, we should be able to recreate those experiences.”
Pam looked around the room. The boy’s penises were hard and purple and throbbing – almost jerking up and down with their heartbeats. The girls’ nipples were all erect, and, she thought, if she were an example, they were all lubricating.
It was the beginning of a very educational evening.
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