A Virgin Seminar

When I first heard about the course, I could only imagine. I’d been teased about having remained a virgin all through high school. Not that I hadn’t had the opportunity, I had, but I’d refrained simply because for me, the timing just wasn’t right.

Don’t get me wrong either. It wasn’t about waiting for the right girl to come along, many of the girls I had gone out with would have been “just right”, but I really did want the mood, the setting and the girl to be perfect. Sometimes those three things just can’t seem to come together at the same time. So now, here I was twenty-four years old and still a virgin.

And I’m no saint either. I’d had a few of those awkward make out sessions in the back seat of a car at the drive-in, and plenty of them on the downstairs couch at my current girlfriend’s home on a weekend when the parents were away. But like I said, maybe the girl and the mood were right, but often the setting wasn’t. I just didn’t want to be caught in the middle of things and suddenly have to duck out of a window carrying my clothes.

My best friend Larry understood that, to a point, though he’d been amongst my worst critic’s and teasers, never being able to understand why I had allowed so many “golden opportunities” pass by as he’d put it. Then one weekend he had come over to my apartment for our usual pizza, beer and the football game. But he had brought along a brochure with him as well.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I told him after he’d handed it to me. “I don’t need to attend a seminar on being a virgin.” I explained testily. “I’ve had plenty of experience being one for one thing, and for another, it’s not like it’s been my goal in life to remain one either.”

“Read the brochure,” he said simply. “It’s not anything like you’re thinking it is. Diane’s girlfriend Charlene took the course last summer, and according to Diane, it was the best thing that ever happened to her.”

“I’ll bet,” I said dubiously. Diane was Larry’s sister, and through her I had once bumped into Charlene. Having met her, I could understand why she had remained a virgin. “I can just see it now Larry, a fun filled week of lectures, seminars and god knows what with a bunch of nerdy, homely looking men and women with nothing better to do than to sit there gawking at one another and wondering just as I would be doing, why the hell they even took the course in the first place.”

“If you were to see Charlene now, you’d know what I mean,” Larry told me disapprovingly. “Like they say, don’t judge a book by its cover. She’s changed, and if it wasn’t for the fact I was dating Susan, I might seriously consider having a run at Charlene myself.”

“Yeah, right.”

“Just take a look at it, read through it and then decide. According to what Charlene told my sister, it wasn’t like anything she’d been expecting it to be either.”

I glanced through it while we ate pizza, drank our beer and watched the game. The next available openings were less than a month away over a long weekend beginning with orientation night on a Thursday, and ending on Monday evening with a graduation of sorts for those who completed the course.

Though I had skimmed through it, I hadn’t really read through it, pretty much discarding the whole idea in spite of everything Larry had told me. Once again, being forced to participate in a seminar specifically designed for self possessed virgins wasn’t my idea of a good time, nor a way to spend and waste a long weekend.

As an afterthought, I took the brochure with me to work on Monday and decided to give it a more critical look before tossing it in the waste can. By nine-thirty I was on the phone.

“I know that the fee seems a little steep,” the sultry sounding voice that had called her self Janet told me over the phone, “but it’s to ensure a real commitment by those who choose to participate. Two hundred and fifty of which is refunded upon completion of the course.”

A thousand dollars was a lot of money, though I was honestly now intrigued by a few of the things I had finally read and not merely skimmed over as I’d previously done.

“And that includes the room, meals and all of the classes and courses you’ve mentioned in the brochure?” I asked once again. I could almost see the smile in her voice as she spoke.

“All of that and more,” she said hinting at more than what was obviously contained or had been mentioned. “Now, can I send out an application form and a profile study?” she asked.

“Profile study? This isn’t one of those ‘match your mate’ sort of things now is it?”

She laughed at that. “No, it isn’t Mr. Richards,” she said taking a more serious tone. “After orientation we do group several men and women together for participation in the classes. We like to arrange them with people of similar interests, tastes and personalities if we can. It also makes the classes a lot more interesting and stimulating if you attend them with others more like yourself.”

That made sense, in a way I guess. “Oh, ok, well in that case then, sure go ahead and send me out an application.”

“Can I go ahead and tentatively mark you down for attendance then?” she asked.

“Sure, why not.” I decided finally. “Maybe this wouldn’t be quite so bad after all.”


I had quickly arranged the time off from work, packed a small suitcase with the few things that the brochure recommended I bring. Most everything else I could want or even think of needing would be provided. It was a relatively short drive to the resort from where I lived, a nice little mountain hide-a-way that promised plenty of scenery and seclusion. And no wonder, a couple of the “classes” as they’d been more specifically outlined in detail would need a fair amount of seclusion, especially if held outside as many of them would be in order to create a more relaxed, less awkward environment.

I finally met Janet and was indeed a little disappointed that her voice didn’t exactly match the image I had created of her. Not that she wasn’t attractive in a way, she was at the very least certainly cute, but just plain enough to cause me to once again wonder what I was really doing here.

“So, have you been through the course?” I asked curiously sitting down in front of her as I finished filling out a few remaining forms.

“We all have,” she responded simply. “I went through it about two years ago, and then came to work for them shortly after that,” she explained. “But everyone who’s hired, whether they’re still virgins or not attends the course.”

I merely smiled in response having satisfied my curiosity. But there was still one question I had remaining.

“It said in the brochure that I get the refund if I complete the course, but it also says there’s a special graduation ceremony on Sunday night for those wishing to stay and attend that part. Aren’t they one and the same?”

This time she laughed. “I’ll let Mrs. Davies explain all that at orientation tonight,” she told me. “But I’ll at least tell you this, many of the people who attend this seminar choose to remain virgins for one reason or another afterwards, but they do so with a different outlook, understanding and self awareness than most other virgins do. A few who might find circumstances here conducive to losing their virginity while here, are given a very special graduation ceremony in their honor, but again, it’s entirely up to you. The refund is assured simply by attending and completing the course, not necessarily ‘graduating’,” as she put it with an interesting emphasis on the word. “But like I said, Mrs. Davies the course instructor will go into a lot more detail about that during orientation this evening.”

Shortly after, I was then escorted to my modest, but lavishly furnished room. I noticed a T.V., but had already been informed its intent was for evening homework assignments or other instructional applications and not for any other use. There was a bright green terry cloth bathrobe that had been laid out on the bed and was mine to keep. One of the few nice perks I saw from coming here. I’d also been told on the way over to my room as we’d passed by the enormous outdoors swimming pool that orientation would begin there at six-o’clock sharp, just over an hour from now. I was also told as I noticed, that there were several brightly colored chase lounge chairs all grouped together by color surrounding the pool area. My assigned color was green, and I was to join my particular “group” where the seats so indicated by color at that time.

Along with the bathrobe, there was a short welcoming agenda waiting for me. I quickly put away what very few things I had brought along with me, put on the swim-suit we’d been advised to bring along, as well as my new green robe, and headed out towards the pool where I noticed from my window that many who were already there began to congregate. I was pleased to note that some rather attractive looking waitress’s dressed in white bikinis made the rounds taking drink orders and serving them. So far, I was the only ‘green’ person to have arrived as yet.

Having placed my drink order and awaiting it, I took a seat and allowed myself to begin scrutinizing some of the other’s who’d already arrived. It was certainly a surprising mix, one I hadn’t quite totally expected to see. And one that I also found curiously interesting, though I had remembered reading through one section of the brochure about “born again virgin’s” which had something to do with those who weren’t technically ‘real’ virgins, but had become through life’s circumstance once again celibate for one reason or another. Thus, when I saw a few “older” men and women suddenly forming together in the red group of chairs, I understood why, though I found it somewhat amusing.

“Hi, my names Kate.”

The sound of a female voice startled me as I turned to see a young woman taking a seat next to me. She too was wearing a matching green terry cloth robe.

“Hi, Dave, Dave Richards,” I said introducing myself taking her hand in greeting.

Kate had short almost jet black hair that perfectly framed her almost pixie-ish like face. She certainly wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous, which I wasn’t expecting to see here anyway, but she really was fairly attractive looking, though because of the robe she was wearing, I couldn’t tell much beyond that.

“So, you one of those born again virgins?” I asked, “Or a real one?”

She blushed at that, obviously shy. “No, I’m for real, you?”

“Ditto,” I replied which seemed to surprise her for some reason.

“Seriously? You are too?”

“Yep,” I said admitting it as I took a sip of my drink. “So tell me, what’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this anyway?”

Ok, maybe it was a lame line, but it seemed to work as she laughed and appeared to relax. “I’m hoping to change that tag a little maybe. At least enough to not be so damn afraid or embarrassed about being one anyway.”

“Being, as in remaining a virgin then?”

Again she blushed nodding her head. “Not that I haven’t tried to change that,” she offered boldly. “Just never seemed to work out, and things kept getting in the way for one reason or another, know what I mean?”

Fact was, I did, and told her so. “Some of the classes looked pretty interesting,” I stated, waiting for her reaction. She again blushed, though without looking away as she sipped her own freshly served drink.

“Boy, you can say that again,” she added knowingly. “Some of which sound pretty embarrassing in fact, but I made a promise to myself if I was actually going to come here, that I would participate no matter what.”

We were interrupted shortly after that with the arrival of four other green-robed group members as had begun to happen all around us as people filtered in. It was just a few minutes before six now, and obviously most had just started showing up before it was time to do so. As Janet had indicated to me earlier upon arrival, it was the sudden emergence of a middle-aged very professionally looking woman who came up to the microphone that had been provided near the edge of the swimming pool. She was likewise wearing a white terry cloth robe, and waited patiently for everyone to settle down into their seats before she began talking.

“Hello everyone and welcome. My name is Carol Davies; I will be hostess as well as counselor and instructor while you’re here. I would now like to take a moment or two to introduce four other colleagues of mine to you who will be very much involved in several of the classes being taught, as well as acting as instructors in their own specialized capacities. After which, I will spend a few moments telling you what to expect while you’re here, what we expect from you, and what the schedule will be during your stay. If any of you have any further questions for me after that, we’ll spend a few moments of time answering those questions.”

There were two male and two female instructors who she first introduced, then began by having everyone refer to the agenda notice that everyone had been given upon their arrival.

“There will be several classes being held each day that you are here,: she began explaining. “Each of you will attend three of them each day according to the schedules provided for your particular group. A map, as well as the times of each will be issued to you daily. There is an hour and a half break during the noon hour where you can come out to the pool, take a nap in your room, eat lunch, or whatever you wish to do. But all classes will again begin at 2:00 sharp, and you are expected to be there, and to be there on time.”

Someone from the blue group raised their hand.

“Yes?” Carol asked.

“Um, it doesn’t say anything about what the class is, only what time I’m supposed to be there,” the young woman asked. Carol smiled; obviously this particular question was anticipated.

“And the reason for that is, we don’t want you coming to any of the classes with a preconceived fear or concern for the course or class content. Each of you will learn soon enough upon arriving to the class what that day’s subject matter is about, along with any assigned homework you’ll be expected to do back in your own rooms later on.”

Carol then reiterated the reasons behind the profiles we’d all filled out prior to coming here, the color-coded group assignments which would be the members of our own little groups we’d all be attending classes with.

“Now, as this is our first evening here together, we want you all to relax, have a good time, and hopefully get to know one another a little bit. And as the first rule we want you all to follow now, is to remove your robes, no hiding beneath them now. Feel free to swim, drink, and participate in the outdoors buffet whenever you get hungry. Beyond that, we’ll see each and every one of you at your assigned class first thing in the morning.”

Which I happened to notice for us on our schedule was 8:00 a.m., after a 7:00 breakfast assignment.

“No sleeping in here!” I said jokingly to my group, and then we all disrobed and began introducing ourselves to one another.

There were six of us in our group, three males, three females, though I noticed that a couple of the other groups were slightly larger with eight people in all in their groups.

Melinda as she introduced herself was a slightly overweight redhead with more freckles on her face and chest than I’d ever seen on anyone before. She was even more shy than Kate was, hardly saying a word except to give us her name.

Patty was a dishwater blonde who was on the opposite extreme, and certainly too skinny for my particular tastes with hardly any real noticeable boobs at all. She was also fairly short and just over five feet, and reminded me of a small child rather than a young woman who was a year older than I was!

Bill and Pete were the two other male members of our group. That “nerdy” definition fitting one of them perfectly. I had almost expected to see a pen protector in the pocket of the green robe he was wearing, along with several differently colored pens sticking out of it. But it was Pete who surprised me most of all. Here was a fairly tall, good looking kid that looked like some sort of super-jock just out of high school, which he was. The youngest of us at twenty, I couldn’t for the life of it imagine why he was even here. Explaining my own presence here wouldn’t have been nearly as hard to believe. But his was and I couldn’t even begin to put my finger on the why.

Eventually we all drifted off to get a bite to eat, returning with trays of all sorts food and sat eating, getting to know one another slowly over the course of the evening. Kate seemed to attach herself to me, sitting nearby which was fine with me as I liked her too. And I guess it only seemed natural as we’d been the first to meet. But she’d obviously been wondering the same thing I had been when at one point she leaned over to me discretely and wondered why a guy looking the way Pete looked would even need to be here.

I merely shrugged my shoulders however, letting it for now remain a mystery. I was sure that in time, we’d probably discover it, or he’d somehow share his reasons behind it with us. All in due time I supposed.


The following morning after breakfast, the six of us in our group showed up at the outdoor Amphitheatre where we soon were met by Amanda one of the female instructors. As we’d been previously told we were all again wearing our green robes and swim-suits beneath. It promised to be a warm day, so I was glad that I wasn’t wearing anything else beyond the suit and the bathrobe. We soon formed a small semi-circle sitting around where Amanda stood on the first row.

“Welcome to class,” she began. “And before we begin, it’s important for you to know that you will only have two opportunities to pass this class. Today, and then again on Friday if you don’t chose to participate today. And unless you do pass this class, you won’t be given a certificate. Now, just for being here and even attending the course, you’ll still receive your refund provided you attend all classes whether you chose to pass them or not. But you won’t earn a certificate, which I assure you, might not seem like anything, but will to those who do participate and manage to pass all their classes. Everyone understand all that?”

We all nodded our heads curiously. Then she removed her robe and stood before us completely naked.

“We’re here this morning to begin shedding our inhibitions and alleviating some fears about ourselves, and one another.” If I didn’t know what was coming, I did now, though I hadn’t as yet guessed all of it.

“I want each one of you to tell me at least one thing you find attractive about my body, and one thing you don’t find attractive about my body, and why to each of them. You are free to come and have as close a look as you’d like, touch me wherever you’d like as well. But then you must state publicly your feelings about what you do and don’t find attractive about me. After which, each of one you will in turn, undress, and stand naked before the other members of your group and got through the same exercise. Melinda was sitting next to me and I heard her anguished sigh upon hearing that, but surprisingly I heard Pete issue one as well.

I wasn’t exactly looking forward to hearing everyone tell me what they didn’t like about me either, but I knew the reasoning behind it and steeled myself for the inevitable anyway. I could also see by the look in Kate’s eyes that she wasn’t looking forward to this either, and spoke hoping to assure her. “Just think, if we get this over with here and now, then it’s done and we don’t have to think about going through it all over again on Friday.”

She seemed to smile at that, nodding her head in agreement. “Just try not to be too critical of me,” she whispered. “I know none of us is perfect, but it’s still hard hearing it.”

I had to admire our instructor. She had a large scar on her abdomen that she’d obviously received several years ago from some sort of surgery. Even after all this time it still had a faint purplish look about it that detracted from her otherwise smooth looking skin. But I also noticed that though she appeared to have nice breasts, one was obviously slightly larger than the other. What was difficult for me was that I didn’t really find any of that to be unattractive, though perhaps someone else would. She again wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous, but I certainly wouldn’t kick her out of bed for eating crackers either.
One by one, everyone stood, examined for a moment, then stated what it was they did find, and didn’t find attractive about her. Some mentioned the scar, which I’d expected, Melinda actually mentioning the woman’s two differently sized breasts, which surprised me coming from her. Then it was my turn. I stood up walked over and then around her honestly looking. There were a couple of snickers as I did this as I was being a lot more methodical in my looking at her than most had. I even saw a surprised smile in her otherwise stony-eyed face as I looked at her face, scrutinizing that as well.

“Ok,” I finally announced. “What I don’t find attractive are your eyes. Maybe to someone else they would be, but I’ve never really been partial to women with hazel colored eyes. I prefer brown. So simply put, that would have to be the one thing I don’t find attractive about you and why.” I noticed she was smiling at that. “And what I do find attractive, are your breasts.” Once again that seemed to surprise her as well as Melinda.

“Ok…now why to those?” Amanda asked directly.

“Actually, the fact they are a little differently shaped and sized is interesting to me, I guess in a way, it would be like being with two different women having two slightly different shapes and sizes of breasts in bed together at the same time.”

That got a nervous laugh, but it also caused Amanda to smile broadly as well.

“Well done,” she said inviting me to take my seat. “Now, would anyone else like to comment, change their minds, or discuss what everyone else has said before we continue?”

Once again the reminder of what was about to happen hushed everyone down immediately. “Ok, then, who wants to get it out of the way first?” she asked.

I wasn’t at all surprised, and in fact pleased when Kate stood up, walked to the front and removed her robe, then began removing her swim suit as well.

“If the rest of you would like to do so, you can remove your swim wear first in the dressing rooms around the corner there, and return in your robes only, or…you can do it here just as Kate has done for us,” she stated.

This really was a lot harder than it looked or appeared. I mean I already liked Kate as a person even though I still didn’t know her that well. To find something about her that I didn’t find attractive, and then tell her what it was a why wasn’t an easy thing. But it was in a way equally difficult to tell her what I did find attractive about her, and find a way to explain that one as well.

“Ok, Pete? What’s the one thing about Kate you don’t find attractive and why?” she asked.

Kate stood there before all of us, naked, but I am sure grateful that Amanda had come over, placed her arm around her shoulder and stood naked with her side by side.

“I don’t like her short hair,” he said simply. “It looks too much like a boy’s hair,” he said by way of explanation. Kate nodded her head in acceptance with that. She could see and understand the why behind it, it was just one opinion, and she didn’t have to agree or necessarily not agree with it either.

“And?” Amanda asked waiting. I turned watching Pete blush.

“She has a nice ass,” he said simply once again.

“And what is it about Kate’s ass that you like?” Amanda pressed.

“I like the way that it’s shaped,” he added shyly, suddenly looking away.


One by one everyone got up and expressed what they liked, or didn’t like about one another. All except for Pete who refused to undress and come forward. Amanda didn’t force it with him either. All she simply said was that she hoped to see him again on Friday when he and whoever else hadn’t managed to get this far would try again then.

“Whew! That was hard! Damn hard!” Kate told me as we hurriedly headed towards the next scheduled class.

“Yeah it was, but it was sort of oddly exhilarating in a way too. Did you see the look on Melinda’s face when Bill told her he really loved her freckles? She seemed really surprised by that, especially when he said it while looking at the one’s dancing across her boobs!”

Kate laughed remembering. “And not one person said she had too much body fat, or that her smile was ugly or anything like that. It was just a bunch of minor things, things that others honestly didn’t find attractive for one reason or another, but never the one thing we all assumed everyone else would be thinking it would be.”

“Yeah, interesting wasn’t it?” I had to admit.

All except for Pete, our little group had made it through the first hurdle. Now as we made our way towards the next class, we couldn’t help but wonder what additional surprises would lay in wait for us. One of them was that Carol herself would be instructing this particular class.

We soon arrived at an enclosed pavilion that was rustic looking made out of old wooden logs and looked much like a large old cabin. Entering the building, it was interesting to see that the roof of the facility was completely open with warm sunshine filtering naturally down into the room. There were three comfortable looking tables sitting side-by-side in the middle of the room with Carol standing in front of them as we entered.

“Welcome everyone, today’s class is on sensual awareness. What I would like each one of you to do is secure one of the face masks you’ll find hanging on the wall behind you. Once you have placed those on your face, I would then like each of you to disrobe. We will then start with the ladies. Girls? Each of you will then move to one of the three tables and place yourselves upon it face down. Once you are situated, we will begin.”

Obviously none of us had any clue which girl would be lying on which table. Once the girls had situated themselves, Carol directed the three of us to one of the tables where we stood beside them waiting instructions.

“This exercise isn’t designed to be a massage class, though you are welcome to use some of the massage oil you’ll find in a tray at the end of each table. I want each of you to begin with the woman’s feet, I want you to spend as much time as is necessary in acquainting yourself with every square inch of her body from feet to head. I want you to touch, experience the contours and shape of her body, the feel of her flesh beneath your hands and fingers. I will monitor and observe. If I feel you are going too quickly, I will have you slow down and go back. Likewise, if you are going too slowly as well.”

As I began, it was easier for me to realize that it was Melinda who was lying on the table beneath me, though she would have had a harder time distinguishing who I was as I began fondling her toes, her feet and in time running my hands ever so slowly up the calves of her legs.

“Very good,” Carol acknowledged as she passed by where I was standing. “Take your time, explore her body and see it with your mind as you touch her.”

I could feel Melinda’s tremble beneath my fingers, especially when I reached her ass and began running my hands over the fleshy twin cheeks I found there. All around me, I could hear the contented sighs of relaxed pleasure, mixed with a little excitement and nervous giggles as hands continued caressing, touching, and fondling as we continued.

“Very good everyone. Ok girls, let’s switch places now. Guys? Your turn to get onto the table, face down and let the person you were touching, now explore and touch you.”

We all did that of course, and it was interesting to feel Melinda’s hands so tentatively, almost too lightly running along my exposed flesh, but it still sent a wave of goose bumps running up and down my spine when she did. Carol eventually stopped and showed her how to use a bit more pressure and firmness without being too firm as she ran her hands over me.

“Alright everyone, time to switch places once again, and partners. This time girls, each of you will now lay on your backs.”

There was a nervous chittering that went on having heard that one. “Hush everyone, concentrate. Concentrate on the sensations, not on who is doing what to who, or even what they’re caressing or touching while they do it. Just on the feel and sensation itself, for both of you.”

Once again I knew that it was Patty whose body I was currently touching, especially when it came to her small little breasts. What I found immediately interesting however, was how sensitive they obviously were to her as I continued running my hands over the firm soft flesh, felt her nipples immediately respond to my touch as I gently fingered them, and heard her sigh with contented pleasure as I did.

Moving lower now, across her tummy, sides and finally to her mon’s, I allowed my fingers to gently probe without forcing, just as Carol now stood instructing each of us to do. I felt Patty’s thick lips, lifting them gently, rolling them between my finger tips, exploring her so intimately in this fashion as Carol now coaxed us all through the process, step by step explaining to us what we were touching, how to touch as each of the women below us moaned or softly and contentedly sighed their obvious nervous excitements.

By the time I had reached her feet and toes again, Patty was still visibly trembling beneath my caress, her body obviously awakened to still lingering sensations of arousal and excitement.

“Time to switch places once again, guys? Time for you all to lay on your backs now.”

Almost immediately, there was some hesitation coming from Pete. “You can do this Carol told him reassuringly. You wouldn’t be here if you couldn’t.” she added calmly.

I had no idea who it was that had begun running her fingers and hands over my head and then face. But it felt very soothing, relaxing, even though I knew these same hands would before too long begin exploring my still flaccid member. I wondered momentarily about that, feeling a twinge of excitement begin there, and what might occur long before her hands finally arrived at that very place.

Minutes later, just as I felt hands begin to gingerly run themselves around my rapidly awakening cock, I heard a gasp come from the table next to me.

“See? I knew she’d freak out,” Pete said in alarm.

“But I didn’t,” Kate’s voice said by way of answer. “I was just surprised, that’s all!”

I had no idea what was going on of course, but it was evident that Kate had discovered something I’d been wondering about myself now. And though curious, the blindfold made it impossible for me, or for anyone else to confirm that immediate suspicion.

“It’s alright,” Carol spoke in her still soothing voice. “Just relax Pete, let Kate continue to explore you now and see you in her mind the way everyone should see you, and not in the way you fear being seen.”


All in all, it had been an interesting morning. We soon after headed for lunch and to spend some time absorbing everything we had gone through and learned. As Kate and I had become partnered friends in a sense, we took our meals together and found a nice secluded little table off to one side away from where most everyone else who had also finished their morning classes were sitting.

“So, I take it Pete’s fairly well endowed as they say.”

Kate grinned. “You can say that again, and though I didn’t see him with my own eyes of course, I could tell the moment I began touching him that he was, and it surprised me a little as I did, and obviously that alarmed him.”

“No wonder he had a hard time with the 1st class this morning,” I stated. “He was obviously embarrassed about it.”

“Why should he be? I would assume most guys that were hung with equipment like that would be more than happy to show it off.”

“Not if it’s caused him a lot of problems in life, he wouldn’t,” I explained to her. “Which explains a few things about his being a good-looking guy, and still a virgin.”

“I guess it does,” Kate said seeing my point. “Anyway, what do you think of that homework assignment we were given for tonight?” she half giggled. “You willing to partner up with me?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’d like that,” I admitted to her. “I’d like that a lot.”

We’d all been told that we were to spend an additional hour that evening in our rooms, either alone, or with a partner we would be comfortable with, going through the caressing touch exercise once again. But this time, without the blindfolds. For those who were not yet comfortable to include a partner, they could perform the exercise on themselves alone, but that all of us would be video-taped and monitored during it.

“So we can touch all we want.”

“Yep, that was what I was given to understand too,” I agreed.

“What if we should have an orgasm while we’re doing that?” she asked pointedly.

“Then I guess we have one,” I said smiling back easily.

“I really used to hate homework.”

“Yeah, me too.”

“Not this time though, I’m looking forward to it.”

“Yeah, me too,” I said smiling.


After the break we headed off towards the last class of the day. This one was being held in one of the resorts bungalows that normally served as one of their finest suites. Kate and I were the first of our group to arrive being met by Amanda who we’d had our first class with that morning and Chris, one of the two male instructors we’d met at orientation. It was curiously interesting that we were directed to the enormous outside deck area of the suite where we saw a simple chair, table and bench all situated close by one another. Six comfortable looking chairs were also strategically placed in a horse-shoe pattern facing the three props.

“Wonder what those are for?” Kate wondered voicing my own curiosity.

“Guess we’ll find out soon enough,” I told her just as the rest of our little group finally arrived.

“Nice to see you all here again,” Amanda began once we’d all been seated. She re-introduced Chris to us at that point who immediately removed the white robe he’d been wearing revealing his nakedness beneath it. “How many of you have watched an X-rated movie?” Amanda asked suddenly.

Everyone except for Melinda raised their hands.

“Good. Now, how many of you have actually seen or watched another couple in real life actually having sex?”

I knew that seeing a friend in the backseat of a car while I sat in the front seat didn’t really count, so I didn’t raise my hand, nor did anyone else.

“In that case, this will be a first for all of you then,” Amanda announced with a bigger than life smile on her face.

I know that opened my eyes, along with everyone else’s!

“Before Chris and I begin, I want to go over a few things and let you know what to expect, and answer any questions any of you might have. The whole purpose behind this course is to give you all some first hand knowledge of the mechanics of sexual intercourse, even if you think you know, you might find you really don’t know all that much. In this setting, you are invited to get as close as you’d like to. As Chris and I begin, you may stand, come over look, ask questions while we’re doing it, and you can even touch either one of us while it’s going on if you’d like to. Please, don’t feel shy or embarrassed as we won’t be. It is perfectly permissible and acceptable to physically participate in this way. In addition, as it can sometimes, and often does happen, watching another couple actually performing and having sex can be a very erotic and arousing experience. If any of you do become aroused or excited, that is also hoped for and expected. If you so choose to masturbate while watching the two of us, then please feel comfortable enough to do so.”

There were several red-faced shy looking expressions on people’s faces when hearing that one. I seriously doubted that anyone from our group anyway, would actively do so. Though it was curiously interesting to watch as Chris stood just behind Amanda doing just that in preparation for their encounter together.

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A moment later Chris took his seat sitting in the chair which we all sat facing from the side. Amanda then approached him from in front positioning herself, and slipped easily and smoothly onto his lap, and onto his penis. It was evident by the look on her face as she did this that it was very enjoyable.

“As I stated earlier, if you want to stand and move about, come closer to look, please feel free to do so, and please feel free to ask any questions you might have.” She waited for a brief moment before actually beginning to fuck Chris, but no one moved, and everyone seemed to be holding their breath.

“This particular position is highly stimulating for the woman,” Amanda began explaining in a normal tone of voice, though for the life of me, I didn’t know how she could do it. “Using a chair in this way allows her the freedom of movement to control the depth of penetration, speed and motion of the actual coupling. In addition, for the male, as the woman is the one doing most if not all the work here…” she paused once again while a brief moment of giggling passed, “he in this instance has better control over his staying power, especially if for a lot, if not most men, that initial moment or two of arousal and excitement could produce a too soon premature ejaculation. In other words, it’s a great way for a lot of guys to get used to the exquisite sensation and control it, and then more importantly, enjoy it.”

Admittedly, it really was quite an arousing thing to watch, and I felt my own firm erection rapidly growing beneath the confines of my green robe, wondering as I did if either of the other two guys were struggling with this as well. To my real surprise however, was when Bill actually stood up from his seat and wandered around to stand behind Amanda as she and Chris continued their slow tantalizing fuck there in the chair together.


As Bill stood directly behind Amanda watching so closely from behind, I was sure he wasn’t even aware of the fact that his prick had somehow managed to worm itself free from the confines of his green colored robe. There he stood, and there it stood poking its head out as he watched. Amanda then purposely began lengthening her strokes, slowing them as she did, which permitted Bill an even greater amount of detail so he could watch the full length of Chris’s prick strokes into her wet glistening pussy from where he stood.

“In many ways, this position can be far more comfortable for the woman in actually being able to control the depth and penetration of her partner,” she announced, which is when I heard an audible sigh actually escape Pete’s lips. I actually found myself feeling sorry for the guy.

Seconds later, Amanda slid off Chris’s lap, turning herself around, which is also when Bill realized his dick was sticking out, which he quickly concealed, then returned shamefaced back to his seat.

“Another variation and use for the chair,” Amanda began as she now sat down, slipping Chris’s dick once again into herself only this time facing away from him, “is in this position. Slightly different, the angle of penetration can also be different, bringing on a slightly differing series of sensations. It is also far more comfortable for the male to now use his hands, including breast stimulation as part of their coupling.” As if on cue, Chris reached around Amanda and began playing with and fondling her breasts. I also noticed as he did this, that Amanda had also reached down between her own legs and began stroking her own clit.

“As some of you may or may not know, though intercourse can certainly be pleasurable for most women, it is still the direct stimulation of the female’s clitoris that brings about the greatest degree of pleasure and eventual orgasm. So once again, in this position, it invites the woman to pleasure herself, while still experiencing the additional pleasure of penetration.”

Much to my delight, both Kim as well as Melinda had stood and made their way over to stand in front of Amanda, watching what she was doing, and what was actually happening more closely.
“Another nice thing about this particular position, is that it allows the female to bring additional stimulation to herself as well as her partner. Sexual play should be arousing and fun, and another way she can do this here is to fondle the male’s penis as it penetrates,” which Amanda then demonstrated briefly, “also allowing her to remove it,” which she then demonstrated once again, “and use it as a way to tease and pleasure herself, as well as her partner.”

Amanda had taken Chris’s hard stiff cock from inside her pussy, now rubbing it more directly, tip to tip as it were against her exposed pink clitoris. “As you can see, this sensation is easily performed and appreciated by the male partner as well.” Amanda had managed to squeeze out a nice thick droplet of precum from his dick, which she then used to smear against herself as he sat smiling wickedly behind her.

“What is that?” Melinda asked surprising herself along with everyone else. “Did he just cum?” she asked just as innocently. Many of us did laugh, though Amanda kept a straight face while answering.

“Just as the female produces a natural lubricant in order to ease penetration, so does the male produce a lubricant, which is not part of the ejaculate he produces during climax. Go ahead Melinda, place some of it on your finger and see what it feels like.”

To my utter and complete amazement, she did. “It feels…sorta oily like,” she announced rubbing it between her fingers.

“Which it’s supposed to feel like,” Amanda said in agreement. “And it’s also fun to use as a natural body lubricant and oil on other parts of the body too.” Amanda then applied another squeezed out droplet of fluid to each one of her breasts. “Go ahead, try that as well,” she urged. Which Melinda also did, opening her robe, revealing one of her rather large freckled breasts, which she then coated with another finger tip full of Chris’s natural juice.

“Anyone else?” Amanda asked as Melinda reluctantly returned to her seat. “I wouldn’t mind,” Kate half whispered, “If you’d let me try some of yours,” she said to me a moment or two later after sitting down again.

We’d been told in the beginning, if we decided to actually and openly masturbate, we could. This wasn’t exactly that, but as aroused as I now was, I was actually considering it.

“Be my guest,” I heard myself telling her. “I have plenty,” which I knew that I did.

Kate laughed excitedly, then in the next instant, her hand has disappeared between the fold of my bathrobe. Almost immediately she had sought me out, found me, and found that I indeed had been sitting there leaking like a sieve!

“Ooh that’s nice,” she said happily, as I just as happily watched her reveal both of her young firm looking breasts and placed a smearing of my lubrications upon each of them. Amanda had also noticed, watching and nodded her head in approval towards us as she did this.

“Ok, let’s move onto the table next,” Amanda then said once again removing herself from Chris’s lap.


“This next position will probably be familiar to most of you as it’s generally referred to as the ‘doggy’ position.”

Amanda now draped herself over the edge of the table as Chris came and stood behind her.

“This position is of course very favorable upon the bed where the woman can then get down on her knees as well, though it can also be accomplished in a semi-standing up position such as this is, provided the height is adjusted for if necessary. But as most of you can see, this is the perfect height and angle for our purposes.”

Once again Chris moved closer, now aiming his ridged cock in hand, placing it at the wide-spread opening of Amanda’s pussy as she continued leaning over the edge of the table.

“In this position, there is of course greater movement and flexibility for the male,” Chris once again began demonstrating as we all watched, and I found that I was leaking a fair amount of my own excitement while continuing to watch this.

“Want some more?” I whispered hopefully. Kate giggled, smiled and placed her hand around my prick where this time she left it.

Not at all sure how she might react, I then slipped my own hand into her lap and found a treasure-trove of equal delight in the moist warms lips of her quivering little cunny.

“Oooh,” she moaned silently, though not enough for Melinda not to have heard it, causing her to look over towards the two of us, smiling in surprise as she did.

I had taken a moment to glance over towards Pete where he sat fidgeting uncomfortably, both hands draped across his lap where he tried unsuccessfully to hide his obvious arousal. Something made worse not only by the erotic coupling going on in front of us, but also as I noticed now that Patty of all people, had openly displayed herself and now sat unabashedly playing with herself while watching Amanda and Chris fuck. Even Bill had thrown caution to the wind to some degree, the movement of his own hand, though still concealed beneath the covering of his robe, giving name to the activity he was currently enjoying as well.

Leaning over towards Kate I whispered. “Tell Melinda to trying touching him,” I said with a nod of my head in Pete’s direction. Kate snickered, and then did so leaning over towards Melinda. She listened, her eyes suddenly wide, then glanced next to Pete, turned back towards Kate and winked.

We both held our breath. I wasn’t honestly sure of what Pete’s reaction might be, but then we both watched as Melinda actually did slip her hand into his lap, and began caressing his obviously enormously sized prick through the cloth. He looked at her, but she had already turned her head back towards the front again, watching Amanda and Chris who by now had changed positions, she now sitting on the edge of the table, explaining the mechanics of this as Chris stood in front of her currently just running the hardness of his dick up and down between the folds of Amanda’s cunt.

I let out my breath, as did Kate, as Pete actually seemed to relax, allowing Melinda’s seemingly absentminded exploration of him continue.

We all watched as Chris and Amanda demonstrated a few other basic positions on the table, the small couch, and finally even standing up.

“Now then,” she at last said standing apart from him, “The climax.”


“Ladies? Have any of you seen a man ejaculate before?”

Both Kate and Melinda had it appeared as they shyfully nodded their heads.

“Patty?” Amanda asked, “Would you like to come up here and watch this as I bring Chris to an orgasm?” she questioned.

“I…I think I’m ok here,” she half stammered. “Ok then, anyone else?”

“I would!” Melinda grinned finally letting go of Pete’s prick, though I noticed this time a portion of it had actually emerged beneath the confines of his bathrobe.

“Damn! He really does have a big one!” I whispered over to Kate, though he had quickly tucked it all away again by the time she had looked.

At that point however, everyone’s eyes were focused once again on Chris as Melinda soon stood next to them, watching as Amanda expertly began pumping and stroking his prick up and down.

“Watch carefully,” Amanda instructed her. “And let us know,” she said grinning towards Chris, “when you’re ready.”


It was only a matter of a few moments longer when Chris informed everyone that he was.

“Here it cums!” he announced pleasurably. And with that, his prick shot the first hard felt jettison of his spunk high into the air as Melinda stood near by, excitedly watching it.

“Holy shit!” she exclaimed ecstatically as he then did so again, and again, and again.

Everyone seemed to be caught up in the spectacle of Chris’s creamy eruption. Though Kate had continued holding onto my prick, she had ceased stroking it, though I too for a moment hadn’t noticed. There was a clearly audible sigh of pleasure coming from Bill, whose head was now thrown back in the throes of his own ecstasy, as his hand all but flew up and down his now fully exposed prick as he added his own barrage of cream into the fray. Patty too had managed to climax almost simultaneously, her fingers running rapidly back and forth against herself as she sat staring over in Bill’s direction watching him cum. Glancing back towards Amanda, she was only then explaining to Melinda about her cum-coated fingers, applying some of it to Melinda’s hands which she wiped from herself in the telling.

“Whew! That was hot,” I finally managed to say as Kate once again looked towards me.

“You can say that again,” she said with a serious blush that had spread across her entire face.

“Want to skip dinner after this and race back to do homework?” she asked hopefully.

“Sounds like a great idea,” I told her truthfully, which is exactly what we did.


We sat on the bed in my room facing one another, naked, nervous and excited all rolled up into one.

“Just touching,” I stated as a fact, not a question.

“Just touching,” she confirmed smiling. “Besides, that’s the homework assignment anyway.”

We might have been thinking it, even considering it, but I know that had we’ve done anything more, it could have easily turned out to be a disaster, and I didn’t want that to happen for her, any more than I wanted it to happen for myself. Not the first time at least, for either of us.

We were silent for a moment longer, just looking. But it was nice just doing that too.

“That was pretty wild wasn’t it?” she said at last remembering, which caused me to remember as well, and with that, a sudden lurch of my somewhat flaccid member as I did.

“Yes…it was,” I admitted. “Who’d have thought?” I watched Kate’s face grow crimson once again, a slight flush suddenly spreading across her chest.

“May I?” I asked, seeing her nipples harden suddenly like magic. I had extended my hand, one finger without touching, but ready. She glanced down knowing where I had indicated and breathed the word.


I allowed the tip of my finger to land upon the tiny surface of her taut little nubbin then, caressing it gently in a circular motion. She closed her eyes, breathed in and held it as I continued.

“Do the other one,” she finally breathed. “Do both,” she added a second after that.

I continued to sit there fingers playfully dancing around her twin spheres.

“Pull on them a little,” she coaxed me much to my delight, so I did so, carefully, easily.

“Do it a little harder,” she then asked, which I began doing. “Oh yes, that’s nice, very, very nice.”

“Remember, someone’s probably watching and filming this,” I told her.

“I don’t care,” she said truthfully. “Besides, this is our homework assignment, remember?” she shot back though her eyes remained fully closed and her head now tilted slightly back as she supported her weight behind her on her hands, breasts thrust out in uninhibited joy and passion.

I began massaging them then, gently cupping, squeezing and fondling them, feeling the press of her hard extended nipples within the palm of my hand, hearing her increased moans of pleasure as I manipulated the soft tender flesh.

I had on some few occasions of course, enjoyed the softness of a female breast, but never before like this, for as long as this, nor so openly as this…with the lights on,” I thought silently to myself with a snicker.

“Let me know when you get tired of doing that,” she sighed happily.

“That might be a while,” I sighed back at her. “A long while,” I added as I began to playfully flip her nipples with the tip of my fingers.


By nine that evening we were famished and decided to see if we could grab something to eat at the snack bar. We had grown so used to running around in nothing more than our green robes, we didn’t bother dressing into anything else, slipping into those as we headed outside towards the pool area and snack bar. A few people were still out by the pool, several sharing the intimacy of the hot tub with other’s here at the seminar, something we considered coming back to once we’d curbed the hunger pains we were both experiencing. Though some still wore bathing attire, a majority were comfortably nude now, something we ourselves had found it easily to adjust to.

We ordered a couple of burgers, coffee and took our meal over towards one of the tables at the far end of the pool where we could people watch, chat, and discuss the days and nights events.

“Well,” Kate began. “After everything we went through and experienced today, sort of makes you wonder what tomorrow will bring doesn’t it?”

I certainly had to agree with her on that one. It had been interesting to say the least. “I nearly didn’t come to this thing,” I admitted to her at the point. “Glad I did though.”

“You too?” Kate laughed. “Yeah, even after I had signed up and made arrangements to fly here, I almost didn’t get on the plane.” Then she smiled at me and placed her hand on the exposed flesh of my leg giving it a gentle little squeeze. “And I’m glad you came too,” she told me.

I laughed at that.

“What’s so funny?”

“Well I did, but I haven’t,” I said playing on her use of the word. Though we’d been allowed to touch and explore one another back in the room all we wanted, the exercise hadn’t included having an orgasm. And frankly I was horny as hell, especially now after we had eaten and banished the hunger pains we’d been dealing with. We knew that the rooms were all monitored, so going back there to relieve myself was out of the question unless I decided to do so privately in the bathroom.

“I know what you mean,” Kate added a moment later. “I was climbing the walls while watching Amanda and Chris this afternoon. And Bill! I was so surprised at that, he was the last person in the world I’d have thought would so openly play with himself like that in front of a bunch of strangers!”

“Don’t forget Patty, she was having a pretty good time herself,” I reminded her. And in reminding, we both suddenly found ourselves becoming aroused all over again.


I grinned, “Hell yes…but where?”

“How about right here?” Kate suggested.


“Yeah, it will be fun and naughty!” She giggled. “We can see everyone and everything from where we’re sitting.” Before I could respond to that, Kate had slid her chair over closer towards me so that we both sat facing the pool area.

Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, Kate then slipped her hand through the loose-fitting opening of my robe. She wasn’t too surprised to discover when doing so that I was already firmly erect.

“You really are horny!” she giggled once again as she began toying with my stiff proud member.

“So are you,” I said easily having now likewise slipped my hand into her lap where I quickly discovered the moist wet lips that greedily sucked at my finger tips as I ran them teasingly up and down her tight little split.

Only once did we stop playing with one another as another couple approached the snack bar. For a moment we worried they might take a seat somewhere near us, but after grabbing a snack, they soon headed back in the direction of their rooms, though not before throwing us a smile, which made us both wonder momentarily if they knew.

“Maybe we should go someplace else,” I suggested nervously.

Though it was dark, there was more than enough moonlight to see by, and several walking paths that wandered around the grounds.

“Maybe we should go down near the river,” Kate agreed, “No one could hear us down there for one thing, and for another we would have a little more privacy.”

She laughed when I stood, my erection too obviously bulging against the opening of my robe. Grabbing it, Kate turned leading me away down one of the nearby paths away from the pool area. I followed, enjoying the feel of her hand on my aroused prick as she led us off into the darkness.

We could soon hear the gentle flow of the river below us and began making our way towards it. Stepping out onto one of the many sand bars near the river bank, we decided to use our bathrobes as a place to sit, spreading them out beside one another until once again naked, we sat facing one another there in the semi-darkness, which is when we both heard laughter coming from somewhere further up stream not too far away.

“Looks like we’re not the only ones with the same idea,” I whispered quietly to Kate as we heard a male voice speaking though we couldn’t quite make out what was being said. But the laugh was much louder coming from the woman.

“You know who that sounds like?” Kate wondered curiously.


But rather than answer me, Kate stood, crouching over slightly and slipped over to the outcropping of rock and bend in the river that shielded our unknown neighbors from us from being seen. I continued to sit there waiting for her to return, watched as she poked her head up and over one of the rocks, and then turned back towards me waving for me to come over to her.

As quietly as I could, I soon reached her side and watched as she placed a finger tip to her lips, smiled, and urged me to have a look for myself, which I did.

Even in the covering of darkness it was easy to see that the woman who was kneeling over the man beneath her was Melinda. The moon’s reflection easily highlighted the pair as they lay upon the blanket they had brought with them.

“Isn’t that…”

“Melinda!” Kate finished for me whispering. “Yes!”

“But who’s with her?” I more mouthed than spoke silently.

So we both looked again, now curious and finding it harder to distinguish who the guy was as his head and face were mostly concealed in shadows. Melinda however was half sitting beside him bathed in the moon’s reflection off the river, and as she adjusted her position one last time, Kate and I both saw, then knew who it was she had to be with.

“Holy shit!” she spoke almost a little too loudly, then caught herself and lowered her voice. “It has to be,” she finished.

I had seen several porn movies of course, but I don’t recall even seeing anything like I was looking at now in any of them. I am sure there had to be some, but I’d never seen one before, not this big anyway.

“That has to be Pete!” I told her as she nodded her head in agreement. We sat there together watching them for several more minutes. Melinda was obviously enjoying stroking, while simultaneously lavishing his enormous phallus with her lips, which was also evident that he was too, periodically arching his back and moaning pleasurably as Melinda stroked his monster-sized cock with two hands like she was churning butter the old fashioned way.

“Come on,” Kate eventually urged me, forcing me reluctantly to turn my eyes away as I followed her back to our own secluded little spot. She was giggling in delight by the time we reached our robes which we’d left behind us. “I’m actually pleased to see that,” she stated simply.

“So am I,” I grinned wickedly at her. Though my own cock wasn’t nearly as big as Pete’s was, it was about as hard and firm as it had ever been.

“I’ve never done that before,” she then announced innocently.

“And I’m not expecting you to either,” I informed her. “But there is something I’d enjoy doing for you,” I added a moment after that. I gently pushed Kate back onto her back on the robes, then slid in between her legs catching the wild-eyed nervous look in her eyes as she realized what it was I was about to do. “Relax, and enjoy it,” I admonished her seeing her do so and smile at me. Then moan softly as my tongue gently probed the softness of her now very wet slit.


As I lay there licking this sweet delicious tasting pussy, I couldn’t help but wonder if Kate had experienced this before. Though by her immediate reactions, it was evident that she was thoroughly enjoying herself as her head tossed back and forth, squeezing and toying with her own breasts as I sucked, licked and manipulated her hard little clit with my tongue and lips. And though her moans and eventual groans weren’t too loud, I began to wonder if perhaps Melinda and Pete might eventually hear and discover us just as we’d discovered them. I thought momentarily about reminding Kate about that, and then thought “fuck it, so what if they do?” Moment’s later Kate’s high-pitched scream of delight made the whole point moot as she cried out in obvious delight as her orgasm washed over her in waves. We lay together quietly for quite a while after that as Kate slowly re-gathered her wits about her. Listening, we then laughed as we could hear no further sounds, no further voices coming from around the small bend in the river.
“I hope I didn’t scare them away,” she said honestly concerned that she had. “But that felt too damn good to even try and be quiet,” she grinned happily.

“Even if we did, I’m sure they’ll pick up wherever they left off,” I said grinning back at her.

Kat sat up then looking at me. “Your turn,” she said softly.

“I already told you,” I began. But she hushed me.

“I know you did, but I want to. I really want to. I only ask one thing,” she said.

“What’s that?”

“Just promise to tell me if I’m not doing it right, or should be doing something else, I want it to feel as good for you as it did for me.”

“Trust me, you’ll know.” I smiled reassuringly, and then allowed Kate to push me down onto my back as she rolled over onto her side and began tentatively exploring me with her lips.

It may have been the first time she had ever done this, but what she lacked in experience, she more than made up for in enthusiasm. And as horny as I had been for the better part of the day and night, I also knew by the sensual and highly arousing touch of her mouth and hands upon me, that I wasn’t going to be able to last very long either.

“I want to see you cum when you do,” she mouthed around my prick.

I’d been worried about that for a moment, so hearing her say that to me resolved that particular little problem without really broaching the subject. I certainly didn’t want to surprise her as I wasn’t sure she was ready to travel down that particular road quite yet, especially the first time.

“So tell me when you’re ready.”

It wasn’t more than a minute or so after that when I was.

“I’m ready,” I informed her, “more than.”

Kate sat up at that point, though continuing to slow stroke my prick, aiming it towards her firm breasts while she did so.

“I’d never even seen a guy cum until today.” She informed me sweetly. “And you can believe this or not when I tell you, but I’ve never made a guy cum before either,” she added.

“Well you’re about to make this one cum…now!” I said with a pleasured grimace on my face, and then we both watched as my prick began to explode in a much needed, very intensive series of ejaculatory eruptions that began spurting, landing, and covering Kate’s tits in a copious amount of white thick cream.

She continued pumping me furiously against her breasts, laughing, crazily excited until there was simply no more to give her.

“Ok, you can stop now,” I finally had to tell her. She seemed briefly disappointed, but released my prick now running her hands through the sweet sticky substance covering her breasts.

“That was nice!” she said grinning. “How soon before we can do that again?” she asked.

I shook my head in wonder. “Well, not before tomorrow at least. It’s already late and we’d better be getting back, we’ll be getting up early again tomorrow, remember?”

I soon after left her at the door to her room, then skipped down the hallway to my own room a short distance away. Kate was still standing in her own doorway watching me as I turned and waved goodnight at her. Placing one hand on her breast and the other between her legs, she winked, and then disappeared into her room.

I was already looking forward to the next day.


Upon entering the room I saw that my bed had been made up and turned down. There was a new fresh green colored bathrobe spread on the bed that I was grateful for as mine still had bits of sand clinging to it. In addition there was another small Agenda note waiting to be opened for the next day’s assigned classes. I sat down on the edge of the bed and read:

“Class begins at 9:00 a.m. sharp. If you can, please try and leave your inhibitions at the door.” See you there…Carol Davis.”

I smiled at that wondering. But looked forward to seeing what the new day’s adventures would bring. I tossed and turned for a while, finding it difficult to sleep until I stroked myself off again once more, visions and the memory of my time with Kate finally sending me peacefully off to sleep.


Kate and I were the last of our little group to arrive for breakfast, though we still had plenty of time remaining before class. Everyone was all smiles, including Pete who was sitting next to Melinda.

“Well, everyone seems quite chipper this morning,” Kate said greeting everyone. “Everyone have a good night then?” she asked trying to sound casual.

That brought a blush to Melinda’s cheeks and an even bigger smile to Pete’s face as well. But I also noticed that Bill and Patty had looked in one another’s direction at the same time.

“Well, well,” I stated smiling right along with everyone else. “Looks like we all had a nice evening!”


Carol along with the other male instructor we hadn’t had any classes with yet met us as we entered the grove where we’d been directed to attend. Several large comfortable looking pillows were scattered about the ground around us, along with a stack of comfortable looking mats. It was again warm and sunny, and the sunlight felt good as we gathered up some pillows to sit on, making ourselves comfortable just as Carol had instructed everyone to do.

Both she as well as the male instructor who she soon introduced as Jim seated themselves on the ground facing us. “One of the reasons I asked you to try and leave your inhibitions at the door, is because today we’ll be discussing and demonstrating the pleasures of oral sex.”

That comment once again brought more than a few smiles, and a few reddened faces.

“As some of you may already know, oral stimulation can be a very pleasurable alternative to sexual intercourse if you’re not quite ready to lose your virginity. Now then, how many here have actually experienced or performed oral sex on a partner?”

I smiled as for the first time everyone within our group raised their hands, though some did so a little hesitantly.

“Good, then hopefully most of you won’t be too terribly shy about participating in today’s class,” Carol challenged. “Jim and I will demonstrate and perform a few techniques for you to follow, then if you’ve left some of those inhibitions behind as I hope you have, we’ll instruct each of you in the performance of some of those either on Jim or myself, or if you’d rather, amongst one another.”

One of the main requirements prior to even attending the course was to have a certified clean bill of health brought along with you. So there were no worries about exchanging any sort of sexually transmitted diseases. So that wasn’t anyone’s real concern, merely the nervous worry of inexperience and lack of knowledge for the most part.

Once again Kate leaned over and whispered to me as Carol began handing out some pamphlets regarding personal hygiene awareness.

“I did do ok last night didn’t I?” she asked seriously. “It really was the first time for me you know.”

“I wouldn’t have known if you hadn’t told me,” I stated back just as seriously.

“It’s very important to note that like any sexual activity, we should each of us ensure that we are free of disease, as well as clean and hygienically fit as we can be prior to performing any act, but especially when including any sort of oral activity.”

There followed a few additional questions and answers, then Carol announced it was time to move on to the really fun stuff. That brought a nervous snickering from nearly everyone there including myself. After the previous afternoon’s session watching Amanda and Chris actually having sex, we all had a general idea of what to expect here too, though Carol had added in her opening comments about more of an active participation upon our parts.

Once again it was quickly discovered that she as well as Jim were naked beneath the white robes they were wearing, and had quickly shed them, placing several pillows on the ground to lie on as we all gathered ourselves more closely around to watch the demonstration.

Admittedly, I was a little surprised to discover that Jim’s cock was entirely flaccid, especially as Carol then leaned over, taking him entirely inside of her mouth for a moment. She took brief pauses in between doing that and speaking to us as she explained how even performing oral sex on one’s partner could be highly arousing even when they weren’t fully aroused and excited in the beginning. It didn’t take long, but was still fascinating to watch as Jim’s prick slowly grew as Carol spoke, sucked and licked it periodically all the while explaining what she was doing and why.

“It’s important to note here ladies,” she said grinning, “to be very careful and not accidentally nip him with your teeth.”

“Is that what I did?” Patty suddenly said looking towards Bill whose face suddenly blanched his eyes wide open. “If that’s what happened, I am so sorry Bill! No wonder you jumped!”

We all laughed at that, including Carol, it couldn’t be helped, but she used that as a way to hopefully coax some participation.

“Patty? Would you be comfortable coming up here and joining me?” Carol asked her. She certainly hesitated, but Melinda as well as Kate then urged her to actually do so, then she did.

“Let’s begin by my showing you a very basic and simple technique, then having you try it,” Carol told her.

By now Jim’s prick was nice and hard and far easier to handle. Carol demonstrated a nice easy way to stimulate just the head, using her lips only, then had Patty try it. She was obviously nervous, but seemed more than willing to at least try.

“Very nice,” Jim spoke after several moments. “Good job! It felt lovely!”

Patty grinned and appeared very pleased at Jim’s comment.

“Now, who’d like to go next?” she asked looking at the two girls. Melinda blushed as I’d expected, but then bravely scooted over to where Carol and Jim were still laying.

“What do you want me to do?” she asked nervously. Once again Carol demonstrated for her.

“One very nice sensation and a variation of what I just showed you is this,” she added once again wrapping her lips around the very tip of Jim’s prick. “While you’re lips are surrounding the head just so, then actually suck, hold it briefly, and pop it out of your mouth,” Carol again demonstrated, and did indeed make a ‘popping’ sound like noise as she did so. “That can cause a very pleasurable, non-painful friction that can bring about additional stimulation and pleasure, thus complimenting the softer, slower teasing mouth suck I just demonstrated. Ok then Melinda, let’s see how you do. And don’t forget about accidentally using your teeth,” she said as a reminder. “Although as a more advanced technique, a little tooth nipping can be pleasurable as well under the right circumstances,” she added smiling, including a wink.

After several minutes of what appeared to be very pleasurable stimulation according to Jim’s face, Carol then turned towards Kate.

“Would you like to try it?” Carol asked her.

“Yes, I would, but I’d like to try it with Dave here if he doesn’t mind it,” she said surprising me along with everyone else.

“Dave? Do you mind if I show her on you then first?” Carol asked me

I felt my own face suddenly flush. “Ah no…go right ahead,” I heard myself saying.

Carol then scooted herself over to where Kate and I had been laying and went through the simple pair of exercises with her, on me, then sat watching closely as Kate repeated what she’d just done.

“How does that feel?” Carol asked as Kate continued practicing.

“Wonderful,” I actually moaned by way of acknowledgment.

Carol then spent an additional half hour going over several other interesting little techniques, but the real highlight came when Melinda asked Pete if he’d mind it so very much if she could practice a couple of them with him.

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As shy and obviously ashamed or worried over the massive size of his prick, he actually relented, allowing Melinda to fully open his robe. Everyone, including Carol as well as Jim sat there briefly for a moment unable to say anything.

“That’s what always happens,” he said apologetically. “I seem to shock everyone the first time they see me, especially the women. Which is why to be perfectly honest, I’m still a virgin.”

Though I had seen him in the darkness, the full extent of his enormity still hadn’t fully hit me until that moment. Pete had the biggest, thickest, longest prick I’d ever seen before in my entire life. Two women could place their hands around it on top of one another, and even then they still probably wouldn’t have covered the entire surface of his shaft completely.

Carol had managed to collect herself by then, though it was just as obvious that she probably hadn’t seen a prick that big before, even doing these seminars. “There are other various ways to stimulate someone of this size,” she began. “Let me demonstrate and show you a few of those,” she said simply. She began doing so, literally wrapping her mouth around a goodly portion of Pete’s shaft and then nibbling her way up and down along the length of it. Pete was grinning, obviously enjoying the new-found sensation.

“Oh, I like that, I like that a lot,” he beamed happily. “That feel’s good!”

“Ok then Melinda, why don’t you go ahead and try it now?”

It wasn’t long before we had so naturally paired ourselves off, making it far easier for Carol to conduct the class as she merely moved back and forth amongst everyone at this point, offering additional instruction, advice, or occasionally joining in. And though it was a class, it was visually stimulating, as well as erotic to look over and see the six of us all laying together as we were, Patty enthusiastically sucking Bill’s prick, Melinda now far more expertly fondling and licking Pete’s, with Kate excitedly experimenting on mine.

“Now then everyone…it’s time we talked about a woman’s oral pleasures!”


With some gentle urging, Carol somehow managed to convince all three girls to uninhibitedly display themselves so that everyone, including themselves could have a look at the subtle differences between them.

“Just as most men are, women too are not exactly identical as you can well see,” she began, “Women can and do come in all shapes and sizes, and down there as well,” she said teasingly. “For example,” Melinda jumped nervously as Carol placed her fingers on either side of her lips and exposed her clitoris even more fully than it had been. Her clit seemed to literally “pop” out of hiding, blood engorged and as big around as the tip of my middle finger! “Melinda has a larger than average sized clitoris, but it is not to say that it is either more sensitive, or even less sensitive than any other woman’s. It’s merely easier to find,” she said with a knowing smile and gave it a gentle soft caress before moving on towards Kate.

“And as you can see with Kate’s clit, though somewhat smaller in size, she also has smaller labia than I do, another difference that can be found amongst women, whereas Patty here, has thicker, fuller lips than either I or Melinda has, which as I will demonstrate for you, can also be slightly stretched outwards or pulled a part, giving yet another pleasurable sensation to the woman if properly performed while doing it.”

As erotically stimulating as I found all this, I also found it quite fascinating and worthwhile to have discovered these things, things I hadn’t honestly considered or even thought about before.

“Now, let us begin with the oral stimulation of a woman’s vagina. Jim? Would you mind joining me here please?” she asked as she placed herself comfortably down amongst several pillows, one of which she purposely placed beneath her ass. “First step, make sure you are perfectly comfortable, but likewise, position yourself so that your partner will be perfectly comfortable as well. If he’s not positioned correctly, after a short time the neck, and head can become tired far too soon when trying to support the weight while attempting to satisfy his or her partner orally.”

After several minutes of instruction, Carol once again asked if the guys were ready to show her what they knew and didn’t know. “Dave? How’d you like to go first this time?” she asked.

I grinned sheepishly, but then crawled over between Carol’s outstretched legs which she had bent at the knee, and positioned myself comfortably between them. “Why don’t you begin by simply showing me what you know and enjoy doing,” she said simply. So I did.

It was a major stroke to my ego to hear as well as feel Carol’s pleasured moans a short while later as I continued teasing and pleasing her with my lips and tongue.

“Well Dave, it’s obvious you do know what you’re doing,” then she poked my ego balloon with a tiny pin-prick, deflating it somewhat. “One of the few recommendations I might have for you is to go even slower, even softer in the beginning. I think if you do that, you’ll find most women will appreciate it, and respond to you even more. Wait for her to catch up to the level of arousal you’re at. Do try and force her to get there. Take your time, be patient, and enjoy what you’re doing. Do that, and I can assure you she will as well. Other than that, that felt very nice. Especially that soft yet firm sucking part near then end there when you actually drew my clitoris into your mouth. I liked that, a lot!” she added smiling.

I sat back wiping my wet face, grinning from ear to ear as I did.

“Ok, whose next?” she then asked.


As before, we all ended up orally stimulating our respective partners as Carol watched, walked around and between us, and gave the guys occasional instruction and offered suggestions and recommendations.

“Most important of all,” she said simply. “Listen to your partners, be willing to learn from them and let them guide you in what feels good, and what doesn’t. Remember, no two women are exactly alike either. So what may work for one, may not work for the other.”

“But what if they don’t talk to you?” Bill asked honestly, causing a brief chittering of laughter.

Carol smiled. “She may not speak to you in words, though that would be far easier to do, and women really should feel comfortable enough with their partners to do that. But…she can also speak to you with her body, so listen to it. Listen for her moans of pleasured excitement. If you’re not hearing that, or sensing those, then move on and try something a little different. Let her body tell you what she likes, even if she’s too timid or afraid to do so directly.”

I heard Patty as she leaned over and spoke softly towards Bill. “I liked the way you licked me,” she told him. “And I promise to try and moan a little louder for you next time,” she smiled when saying. Bill blushed, but grinned profusely at hearing that.

“Now then, why don’t we finish up the class appropriately with the discussion of the male and female orgasms, especially when brought about orally!”


“At the beginning of class you all indicated that you had experimented or participated in oral stimulation. How many of the women here have allowed or entertained a man’s climax in their mouth?”

No one had. Carol smiled, and then continued. “It is NOT a requirement that a woman do that. Nor should she ever be forced to do so. BUT, I will also add that it can indeed enhance and intensify the male orgasm whenever she does this for him. There are a lot of myths and rumors regarding swallowing a man’s semen, so lets address some of those now if any of you here have any you would like to discuss.”

There were a couple that I found pretty funny, though Patty was deadly serious when she heard that semen would increase a woman’s breast size, especially if she swallowed it.

“No, semen will not enhance a woman’s breast size whether taken orally or directly applied upon the breast. But it sure does wonders for the skin!” Carol smiled winking.

“What about swallowing a man’s semen?” Melinda finally and boldly asked. “I’ve always heard it’s really horribly salty!”

“The taste of semen can differ from man to man. It can at times be bitter, salty, even sweet depending upon the man which includes several factors.” Carol then went on to explain several of those, many of which even I wasn’t aware of.
“But as I have stated and mentioned time and time again, this is something that should be discussed before hand, openly and honestly with one another. It is a highly intimate act, so why shouldn’t the discussion of it be treated just as intimately and openly? Find out what your partner likes or wants, even expects from it before you go rushing into it. And as far as actually swallowing a male’s semen, there are other things you can do if you’re still not inclined to do so, or find it difficult to do. Some women don’t swallow, but still allow their partner to climax inside their mouth. Just spit it out afterwards.”

That brought about a surprised gasp from everyone. Carol grinned. “But spit it out sensually, you’d be surprised but you can do it this way, and still bring about an erotic encounter while doing so. Even the visual of semen running out of a woman’s mouth can be more provocatively stimulating to men than the knowledge of her swallowing it.”

“Now, let’s talk about the women! Women can have a wide variety of different kinds of orgasms as well. You may find that when a woman climaxes, she may become slightly wetter at that moment, or…she may go to the other side of that extreme and gush, or even experience a female ejaculation, or a wide variety of different things in between. Additionally, she may not climax or orgasm the same exact way every time either. A lot of that depends on the amount of stimulation she’s received, how aroused she may be, as well as what kinds of techniques, toy’s or even the kinds of fantasies she might currently be thinking about when she cums. All of these can have an impact on the type of orgasm a woman can have. From the slightly wet, to the very moist, to “puddling” as it’s often referred to, gushing, squirting, ejaculating. There’s all sorts and kinds of female orgasmic pleasures to be discovered.”

Carol let that all sink in for a few minutes, then asked.

“Ok Melinda, let’s begin with you. How many different kinds and types of orgasms have you personally experienced?”

Nervously she admitted to two or perhaps three of those.

“And which were they? How did they feel differently from one another? And which of those do you prefer experiencing the most?”

She was obviously a bit flustered, but like most everyone else, becoming aroused with the intensely explicit conversation taking place.

“Mostly I just get a little wet,” she began shyly. “That’s usually when I’m just masturbating for a little stress relief, or if I’m really tired and can’t seem to fall asleep, then doing that sometimes helps.”

“That’s pretty normal and typical under those circumstances,” Carol urged her to continue with a nod of her head.

“The other…” Melinda paused trying to collect herself though she was also blushing furiously. “If I’m really horny, spend some time…” she paused again becoming even more red-faced, “then sometimes, but not always, I sort of…there’s this…”

“Go on honey,” Carol said easily.

“I spurt a little. The first time I did it, I though I had peed, but I didn’t, I mean it wasn’t because it wasn’t the same at all. I know, I even tasted it to make sure!” Now she was really blushing and hid her head shamefacedly.

“Nothing to be ashamed about Melinda, a lot of women can and do spurt as you call it, and you’re right too, we don’t pee when we’re doing that.”

Melinda looked up relieved that Carol had supported her statement.

“And the third?”

It became obvious to everyone that Carol was going to help Melinda work through this somewhat embarrassing admission.

“That’s only happened once,” she began. “One time my girlfriend Theresa…” Suddenly she stopped realizing what she’d just said. “I can’t believe I just said that!” she stammered out in alarm.

“Melinda? I think the reality is that a lot of women have been curious at one time or another and have experimented with other women, that too is perfectly normal. I certainly have myself. Now please…continue.”

Melinda gathered herself then rushed into it quickly. “I just sort of exploded, not sure how else to describe it, but suddenly there was this gush, and I just drenched her. On top of all that, it freaked her out and I’ve never seen or heard from her since. Needless to say, whenever I’ve even felt like that particular sensation is starting to happen, then I stop what I’m doing.”

“So you deny yourself the pleasure of that particular orgasm then,” Carol stated.

“I’m still not sure that’s what it even was,” Melinda thought back considering.

“Didn’t it feel good?”

“I don’t honestly remember, maybe, but like I said, it was so freaky that I can’t remember if it was or it wasn’t.”

“Well, it a moment here, we’ll see what we can do about that,” Carol told her directly. “And how about you Patty?”

“Me? Ah well…I don’t know really. I mean sure I get sorta wet, and get all tingly inside and kind of dizzy for a few moments, but that’s about it.”

“Do you masturbate often?” Carol asked.

“Ah no, not really,” she admitted. “Once in a while is all, mostly at bedtime.”

“I see. Kate?”

“I think I’m pretty much like everyone else,” she said comfortably. “I can get pretty wet to be sure, dependant on how horny I am of course,” she said smiling, turning towards me as she said that. “But there have been a few times when I’m sort of ‘frothy’ too I guess, which is the only real way to describe it. I mean I get all squishy inside, and then it sort of turns frothy and creamy I suppose, which leaks out of me when I cum, but not always,” she added now feeling her cheeks redden.

Carol turned so she was now facing everyone once again. “These are all fairly typical and very normal examples and differences of the female orgasm. As I mentioned earlier, there are a wide variety’s and ways that a woman can indeed orgasm, and not always in the same way. What I would like to do now is show everyone what one of those ways might be. But I would also like to ask Melinda if she would be brave enough to allow me to show her and all of you exactly what I mean.”

Melinda looked up towards Carol in surprise and alarm.

“I don’t know…I don’t know if I can,” she stammered uneasily.

“I’ll help, if you’ll let me,” Pete stated smiling at her encouragingly. “You would? I mean you will?” Melinda asked surprised.

“Sure, if that’s alright?” He questioned looking back towards Carol.

“That would be just fine,” Carol agreed. “In fact, it would be my recommendation that you just place yourself here on these pillows, get all nice and comfy, and let me direct things and see if we can’t give you a very nice, very intense orgasm. How’s that sound?”

“Ok,” she said hesitantly, but moved over and did what Carol had suggested.

“Jim? Pete? Why don’t you two come over here on either side of her,” Carol directed. “Do you enjoy having your breasts played with?” she asked directly.

“Yes,” Melinda said nervously grinning. “I do that all the time when I’m, well…you know,” she blushed. “But yes, I like that.”

“Alright then, Pete? Jim? Why don’t the two of you sort of just softly caress her then as I begin. Pete…don’t forget to ‘listen’ to her signals, and watch her body language as we do this.”

Even I had to admit this was fascinating. The rest of us gathered around, though not too closely to cause Melinda any further discomfort, but it was a bit of a surprise when it was fully realized what Carol’s full intentions were. Spreading Melinda’s legs quite revealingly, she began to lightly caress Melinda’s wide openly displayed pussy, running the tips of her fingers up and down the slick folds, pausing to tease with the gentle tip of a finger, the hard pink nubbin of her femininity. Melinda moaned pleasurably, closing her eyes and affectively shutting everyone out, except for the presence of two pairs of hands that now began to kneed and caress her full breasts.

When Carol was confident Melinda was truly ready, she leaned over lying down, placing herself comfortably between her legs and allowed her tongue to now begin doing what her fingers had been doing only moments ago. Melinda squirmed beneath her, but not in some effort to get away, more in an involuntary control as her body responded to the titillating sensations that Carol’s tongue and lips were suddenly bringing to her.

“Whew,” Kate moaned in a near whisper kneeling next to me as we watched. “Who’d have thought?”

Though I didn’t exactly answer her vocally, I couldn’t have agreed more and knelt behind her cupping her breasts, toying with them softly as we sat there watching Melinda’s pussy being eaten, along with everyone else.

Carol took a great deal of time, she was obviously in no hurry here whatsoever. Jim and Pete watched Melinda’s responses, massaging, then more forcefully stimulating the young woman’s breasts as Pete looked towards Jim for occasional direction, emulating the other man’s techniques as the two of them played with Melinda’s breasts. “Fuck,” we all heard Patty moan in obvious pleasure and enjoyment. I’m not even sure she knew she’d uttered the word as she too knelt off to one side, allowing herself a clear view of what Carol was contentedly doing to Melinda’s cunt. She had one hand down between her own legs, obviously frigging herself as she watched while Bill sat next to her, doing the same thing to himself.

Suddenly Melinda’s eyes flew open. “I…I…maybe you’d better stop doing whatever it is that you’re doing,” she near panicked. “I’m starting to feel that one feeling…” she breathed harshly.

Carol spoke, though briefly remaining down between Melinda’s legs. “Relax, that’s what I want you to feel,” she explained. “Just let it happen, give into it and let it happen. Trust me.”

Jim had now leaned over and began licking and sucking Melinda’s breast, taking his cue from that, Pete quickly began doing the same thing to the other as Melinda moaned audibly, her back suddenly arching upwards off of the cushion of pillows beneath her.

“Oh god, oh fuck…oh fuck!” She wailed suddenly.

At that moment Carol sat up slightly, her fingers taking over for whatever her lips and tongue had been doing. “Now, watch her, watch this as she cums,” she announced to everyone.

A second later a flush of clear liquid exploded from Melinda’s cunt in a wide forceful spray that literally drenched Carol’s still stroking hand, not to mention splashing directly against her own magnificent looking breasts, coating them in a wet oily substance that dripped from her as though someone had thrown a full glass of water against them.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Carol continued to urge as Melinda’s pussy seemed to continue pumping out additional little spurtings, though all those that followed, curiously interesting in their own rite, had not had the volume of eruption that the very first one had had.

Melinda all but collapsed at that point, exhausted, surprised, and had even begun weeping.

“Is she all right?” Pete asked worriedly.

“She’ll be fine,” Carol assured him. “She’s just allowed herself to experience something she’s been denying herself all along.”

Everyone more or less scooted back to where they had once been sitting, still slightly amazed and in awe at the glorious pussy-spurting spectacle hey had all just witnessed.

“Wow, that was amazing,” Melinda finally spoke a few minutes later. “In all this time, I’ve never felt one quite that intense before, wow…shit…thank you!” Was all she could manage to say.

“You’re very well…cum!” Carol teased her emphasizing the true meaning behind the phrase.

“Well class, as much as I would love to try and show the rest of you what’s possible, we unfortunately need to try and stick to the schedule. So, for any of you here who have make-up classes you would like to try and pass, you need to go to those from here. For the rest of you, you’re free for the next two hours, and then the last class of the day is a general gathering of everyone.”

“Everyone?” Bill asked curiously.

“Yes, something that I think a lot of you will find interesting and enjoyable,” was all Carol was willing to admit. “So, until after the break then,” she stood dismissing everyone.

As we filed out the door, I saw Pete’s wide open smile towards Melinda. “I’m going to go make up that class session I failed,” he told her.

“Want some company?” she asked.

“Sure!” he grinned back at her. “But only if you promise to be honest and open when you have to comment on what you don’t like and do like about me,” he said honestly.

“I promise I will,” Melinda stated. “But I can tell you one thing I really do like,” she said grinning, then reached down and once again slipped her hand inside Pete’s robe.

“He’s sure changed,” Kate said as we passed the two of them.

“So’s she,” I stated.

“Haven’t we all?” Kate added to that, and then reached down holding my hand as we headed off to get something decent to eat and talk about the intensity of the morning’s class.


“I’m still on fire,” she confided to me after we had sat down and begun eating. “And I don’t mind telling you either Dave, had we had more time, I’d have volunteered to go next, and I’ve never even thought about having sex with another woman! But after seeing what Carol did for Melinda, I might have to reconsider that notion.”

I laughed, “What? You didn’t enjoy it when I did it to you?” For a moment she looked aghast until she realized I was only kidding with her. “Relax, I know what you mean, and it’s not like I’m any kind of expert either you know? I learned a lot from all that too. And Carol obviously is one hell of an instructor!”

“She really is isn’t she?” Kate had to admit. “And I’ll tell you something else too Dave, I am really glad I came here after all. I mean at first, especially with everything we had to go through I was starting to wonder. But now, I can honestly say I have learned a lot about myself, and my sexuality. I don’t feel nearly as uptight or as afraid as I once was.”

Once again I agreed with her, I had learned a lot too, and was surprised that even with the way some things were presented, and the ‘on-hands’ kind of instruction we’d gone through might seem pretty wild for anyone not having gone through it themselves, I was more than glad that I had.

“Wonder what the BIG group class is going to be like,” Kate stated a moment later.

“Was just thinking that myself,” I told her. “Though perhaps it’s more of a wrap up for everything else we’ve now gone through. And I do know we’re supposed to find out more about the specialized one on one instruction that will be available for those who are interested tomorrow. So maybe that’s it.”

“Yeah maybe,” Kate said still wondering. “Anyway, we’ve still got about forty-five minutes before we’re supposed to meet in the main meeting room. Ya wanna?”

“Wanna what?” I asked back though I had a pretty good idea where this was leading. I just wanted to hear her say it.

“You know damn good and well what I mean, you want to practice some of that oral-sex stuff we just learned about? Or would you rather go for a swim instead?”

“Hmmm, tough choice,” I said pretending to think it over. “I guess we could do both!” I suggested lamely.

Kate laughed, though we both looked towards the pool area. It was still interesting to see how many people now swam naked, other’s lounging in chairs near by, most no longer even bothering to wear their color assigned robes.

“It probably wouldn’t shock too many people if we did,” I added.

“Probably not, but I wouldn’t want to be the first one to start doing it either,” Kate chuckled

“So, your room or mine?” I asked suddenly standing up.

“Which one’s closer?” She giggled.

Mine was only a few doors down the hall away from hers.

“Yours,” I said laughing at the obvious silliness of that statement.

“Well then?” Kate stood, dropping her robe which she quickly picked up, racing with it in hand so as not to slow her down as she did.

I followed along behind her at a much slower pace, though I was grinning wickedly upon reaching her beautiful nude form as she stood waiting by the elevator for the trip up to our rooms.

“Ever done anything in an elevator?” she asked just as the doors opened.

“Nope…not yet.”

“Me either,” she said reaching for me. “Until now anyway.”


Thirty minutes wasn’t nearly enough time for us to enjoy ourselves as much as we might have liked to, but it was all the time that we had.

“Consider it foreplay for later,” she grinned promising me a lot more.

“Great, nothing better than walking into a room full of people sporting an erection,” I told her even as I threw on my robe.

“Oh, you never know, in this place, it just might be!” she teased back slipping her own robe on as well.

By the time we arrived, there was a sizeable group of people all wearing different colored robes as we began making our way in. I had expected to see rows of chairs, benches or something along those lines as we did, but surprisingly, the entire room was merely filled with a bunch of large comfortable looking cushions and pillows scattered about the floor. Off to one side of the room they were serving refreshments, and though it was only late afternoon, I noticed they were also serving wine.

“Want one?” I asked.

“Yes please.”

“Red or white?”

“Preferably white,” Kate stated. “And while you’re doing that, I’ll go reserve us a place.”

I watched as she began gathering a few cushions and pillows, making a nice comfortable nest for us to lie in when I returned.

Likewise, others began doing the same as the room quickly filled. Many began to gather in their familiar little groups by color, though we’d not been told to do so. Spotting us, Patty and Bill made their way over joining us. “Seen Pete or Melinda yet?” Patty asked.

“Not yet, but Pete did have a make-up class he decided to go to,” she offered.

“Good for him!” Patty replied. But just then they entered, standing for a moment looking through the throng of people that had gathered. “There they are!” Kate announced, waving them over.

By this time there were at least fifty or sixty people in the room, Carol along with the other instructors stood in casual conversation with a few while waiting for the remaining stranglers who hadn’t arrived as yet to come in.

Kate laughed out loud suddenly.

“What’s so funny?” we all asked.

“Never in a million years would I think there would be so many virgins in one place.”

“You’ve certainly got a point there,” I said chuckling along with her, and wondered for a moment how many of them wouldn’t be, before the weekend was over.


After a few minutes everyone quieted down as Carol then took a microphone and stood on center stage at the podium.

“Before we begin,” she began, “There are a few announcements I’d like to make,” there was a long table sitting off to one side, several books sat open on top of it which she now pointed towards. “After this session, each of you are invited to come up here and schedule any one on one session’s you might like to do or try tomorrow. It’s by appointment only of course, and will be on a first come first serve basis. Obviously each of the specialized appointments will be given by the instructor whose name appears on the front of each of these books. So if there is one of them in particular you’d prefer to meet or be with, then I’d advise you to sign up as quickly as possible as there are unfortunately only so many each of us can attend to during the course of the day. Also, tomorrow night we will have a going away party for all of you, thanking you for coming here and participating, along with a special graduation ceremony for a select few hopefully,” she added with a knowing smile. “And with that being said, it’s time to get down to business once again.”

With that, Carol simply opened her white colored bathrobe letting it fall to the floor around her feet. As she did, so did the other instructors standing behind and beside her until all of them were just as equally nude.
“See?” Kate said pointing, “You’re not alone!”

I looked, sure enough, and a little surprised by it, Jim stood on stage next to where Carol stood sporting a full-on erection.

“What the hell?” I wondered, as I was sure several others were too.

“All of us will be here for the next two hours,” Carol informed us. “Consider this a pre-get acquainted party, party. But what we’d really like for all of you to do is to experience and enjoy, your new found sexuality. There is really only one firm rule here,” she stated seriously. “As always, no means no, not maybe, not possibly, simply no. We don’t want anyone here feeling uncomfortable or feeling pressure to participate one way or the other. If all you wish to do is sit, watch, relax, have refreshments or chat amongst yourselves, then please feel free to do so. However,” she grinned pausing looking about the wide variety of wondering people who sat curiously waiting to hear what the ‘however’ was. “What we also want you to know, and feel comfortable enough in doing, is to go ahead and play amongst yourselves openly.”

There was a few sprinkling gasps at that, along with several snickers and nervous laughter.

“The whole point is to invite you to approach others you haven’t met yet, give these new thoughts, feelings and emotions a chance to work in the real world. Introduce yourselves and have fun. Sure, we’re making it easy for you in a sense, but in the long run it will go a long ways to improving your sense of self-value, confidence, and helping many of you to overcome your shyness. So hopefully some of you will be brave enough to do so. Brave enough to be watched while you are, and brave enough to watch others if you aren’t.”

“Holy cow,” I whispered to Kate. “Sure you don’t want to go back to the pool and simply do what we discussed there?”

She laughed. “No one there to see us now anyway!”

“Just remember, if you approach someone and they’re not interested in participating with you, that no means no. Otherwise, we hope that all of you will find this to be an enlightening experience as well as a rather exciting one to watch or become involved in. Now, to get things started, I and my staff are going to come down amongst you, if you’re interested in having some fun with us, then please join us. And other than that, we hope that everyone simply has a good time.”

It wasn’t really that, which surprised me the most. By now I was pretty much of a mind to expect just about anything, so gathering everyone here as the last class of the day to explore some exhibitionistic desires, or even voyeuristic tendencies wasn’t what surprised me the most. It was when Pete nonchalantly stood and removed his robe. Though many curious participants had already filtered down to where the instructors had placed themselves in the near middle of the room, the moment Pete had taken off his own robe, revealing himself to many startled onlookers, he began gathering a small crowd around him all by himself.

“Good for Pete!” Kate said enthusiastically, though she might have been drooling a little bit herself as she said that. “Shall we? Join them?” She then asked me.

“Oh, why the hell not?” I grinned back at her. After all, I still had a hard on.

Maybe it was because the six of us had already gotten quite comfortable seeing one another nude, not to mention a few other things, that we all felt so now too. And like us perhaps, people in some of the other groups who had gone through similar situations to ours felt also comfortable together, were gradually removing their robes as well. It wasn’t long then when the vast majority of everyone there had in fact taken off their robes leaving only a small handful who hadn’t as yet, though before the two hours were up, would themselves end up doing so.

It wasn’t long before the chatter of conversations which were taking place became the erotic sound of people moaning and groaning throughout the room. Certainly the counselors and instructors had helped start things off, but so had a good many others like Pete and Melinda who had anxiously joined in, soon gathering a few others as they did.

The fact that Kate and I had left one another wanting back in the room helped ease each of us into it as well, as we now lay, playfully fondling one another, watching our new found friends, as well as several other semi-strangers who happened to have been sitting close by. Amidst all that, some mingled, some remained where they would, a few “No’s” though rarely being uttered, as some few did then join with others in delightful play and exploration of one another, sometimes in small groups, sometimes in pairs or even larger groups as the time progressed.

I knew, and had known from the beginning that as much as I liked Kate and had enjoyed being with her, the likelihood of our continuing our relationship out side these walls wasn’t very likely. We lived a goodly distance away from one another for one thing, and for another, I also knew that as much as I liked her, which I did, that I had no intention of losing my virginity with her, any more than she intended on losing hers with me. I had also known that she had, out of a natural curiosity wanted to explore what it was like to touch someone else besides myself, and the most obvious candidate to do that with was Pete. And though he was certainly enjoying Melinda’s attention at the moment, I had also gotten the distinct impression from the two of them earlier on, theirs was also a mutual enjoyment and appreciation of one another, but nothing much more beyond that, beyond this time together anyway, just as it wasn’t for many of those who were here. So it was that I smiled as I reached upwards giving one of Melinda’s breasts a gentle tickle with my finger. “No?” I asked smiling at her causing her to laugh as she briefly caught a return smile from Kate as they moved past one another, Kate now towards Pete, and Melinda now towards me.

I soon nestled myself comfortably between Melinda’s legs as we each lay on our sides, a moment later, I felt a tickle and a light touch, glancing up I was surprised, yet pleased to see Patty as she tentatively touched me. I nodded my head yes, noticing as I had that Bill too had joined with Kate and Pete in a much similar fashion so that the six of us, now gathered together exploring one another as well as ourselves, had brought to a new ending where we’d all began just a few days before a brand new beginning.


Oh yes, and I don’t mind adding that I was amongst the special few who actually graduated from the course. Carol turned out to be the best fuck imaginable, especially for the first time. It was right, at least for me anyway. There was no fear, no nervousness, and I learned much during the time I spent with her, and more importantly, I will always and forever remember it, and thank her for it, for the time patience and understanding she was able to give to me.


As far as our little group? Well, Melinda and Pete were amongst the very few who ended up being together, married now, and giving one another their virginities. So for them it worked as it turned out. Kate eventually met and married an old high-school friend she had kept a crush for, more confident after the seminar to have finally approached him. Bill and Patty went their own separate ways too, though as I understand it, each of them have remained in close contact, just as Kate, her husband, and Carol and I do.

Oh yeah, I forgot about that part. I am now one of the instructors at the seminar. Best damn job I’ve ever had.

Updated: April 16, 2018 — 3:29 AM

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