The Clitoris is for Pleasure Only

All characters are 18 years of age.

I grew up in a mid-west state with 2 older brothers and an older sister. Our family was religiously conservative and fairly draconian about it. Sex was not discussed but it was clear it was something that we were not even supposed to think about, much less engage in before marriage. "Playing with yourself," my parents' euphemism for masturbation, was forbidden. Nevertheless, by the time I was eighteen, I knew enough to know the general mechanics of fucking, the thrusting motion of the male in an out of the girl's vagina. All of what I learned came from novels that I read that had an occasional sex scene and from some less constrained peers at school.

I would lie awake at night and think about 3 different girls at our church, one my age and so very beautiful in my eyes. The other two were older, very pretty, but I always thought I would like to fuck them, at least in my limited understanding of what that meant. When I would lie awake at night and think about those girls, I began to get erections. Given my upbringing though, I did not think to stroke myself with my hand, because I was not really even sure what playing with myself meant. My understanding of orgasm and ejaculation, or cumming, as my acquaintances at school called it, was also lacking. With the erections I had from trying to imagine fucking, I would lie in my bed and sometimes, the need to go pee would get me out of my bed. In the bathroom, I would sit on the toilet and bend forward so that I would not pee on the floor. My urine most often was clear, or white in my eyes, and I at the time thought that I was cumming and that was what semen looked like. Did not seem very exciting and I was not sure what the fuss was about.

One evening after church on Wednesday night at the beginning of summer break, one of the older girls had talked to me and though I was shy, I was delighted to be close to her and get to look at her somewhat unabashed. She smelled so very good and I got a woody just being close to her. At home, I went to my room, which was in our basement and as such, quite private. Being a bit of a nerd, it was not uncommon for me to go to my room early and read. That night however, I took off my pants and sporting an erection again from dwelling on my interaction earlier that night, I started humping my bed, imagining I was fucking that beautiful older girl. To my surprise, the action felt incredible and I just kept going at it. Then, that feeling became super intense and suddenly I was spurting something from my penis I had never seen before. The liquid was thick white and I knew instinctively that I had just had my first orgasm and was looking at cum for real. It was fantastic.... till I realized I had made a mess on my sheets and was then terrified my mother would see it and I would be found out, punished and shamed in front of the entire family. I frantically wiped up my semen with a tissue and made my way to the bathroom where I flushed it down the toilet. It was the last time I "fucked" my sheets.

Fortunately, next day was wash day and in the morning, I stripped my bed sheets and took them to the laundry room, hoping my mother did not open them up and find the evidence that I had been "playing with myself." Fearful as I was of discovery, the newfound pleasure of orgasm was not something I could do without and I experimented with ways to achieve that spectacular sensation again. My first attempts were to take a washcloth to my bedroom and fuck the washcloth, then cover it with a tissue as I felt the imminent ejaculation coming on. That was very good but I was still afraid just because I had the washcloth in my room and I just knew if my mother saw it, she would know exactly what I had been doing. I soon had a lesson from an unexpected source at church on how to masturbate, although not how to hide the evidence.

The girl that was my age (18) that I thought was so pretty was very forward and she apparently talked about sex at church amongst our peers. Since I did not hang out with her, I did not know this till one Sunday morning, when I was talking with a friend, she came around with a bag of M& Ms and offered us some. I took a few and she exclaimed when she saw a green one in my hand that the green ones made her horny. Then she walked away. I asked my friend what that meant and he said it meant that she wanted to have sex. He said he did not think she had been having sex but one of her friends had told him she liked to rub herself and cum. Touching yourself for sexual pleasure was a revelation to me and I also learned a new work, cum. I was a smart kid with respect to school but was a real dunce in matters of the world.

That afternoon, I decided to try touching myself to have an orgasm. We had to go to a picnic after church so it was late afternoon when we got home. I gathered my stuff and went to the bathroom to shower, planning to do it in the bathroom. My dick was erect even before I went in. As always, I was afraid of getting caught somehow and decided to start the shower so no one would think twice about opening the door. I was sitting on the toilet beginning to rub myself when of course, my mother opened the door. The feeling of despair in my stomach was immediate an I waited for the tongue lashing but she immediately put her hands over her eyes, said "I am sorry" and shut the door. Needless to say, my erection was quickly gone and I got in the shower, dreading to come out.

To my surprise, my mother was perfectly normal when I came out of the bathroom. I really think I got lucky and she did not see what I was doing because I am certain she would have told my dad who would have punished me. Or maybe, she knew exactly what I was doing and was okay with it. I will never know.

Bedtime that night seemed an eternity away. When I finally got into bed that night, I made sure I had my box of tissues next to me. I was so excited I was erect before even entering my room. I had a light at the bedside and positioned pillows behind me to prop up my back. My right hand began to explore my shaft and soon, by nature and instinct, I was stroking my erection like every other man on earth.

That day, I was imagining fucking my church classmate, the blond haired, blue eyed beauty who had inadvertently taught me about touching yourself and claimed green M&Ms made her horny. I was soon to learn something new about male orgasm and ejaculation. When humping my bedsheets or my washcloth, I always came with my dick pressed against the cloth. This time, as the delicious feeling of my orgasm began, I was looking down at the tip of my penis and for the first time, actually saw it come out. But I was shocked to see it rocketed out! The five or six spurts of semen landed all over my chest, reaching as high as my nipples and only at the end did some dribble out. For the first time as well, I noticed what my spunk smelled like. I liked it. It was a bit of a chore to clean myself up with tissues, but I was ecstatic with the whole experience. I decided to flush them down the toilet and a system was born.

When I could, "playing with myself" became a regular event that summer. If circumstances kept me from doing so, I found myself having sexual dreams and discovered nocturnal emissions. Once again, I was afraid this was something my mother would see in my underwear and I would get in trouble, but I never did. So it was that I spent my remaining months at home before college, masturbating whenever I could, thinking about all the cute girls in my school and at church, as well as a few other older women. I never had the courage to talk with a girl, much less anything else. I read voraciously and every week came home with a half dozen books from the library. I always tried to find one or two books that would have sex in them but that were on subjects that would not raise suspicion. Such was my life.

Because of our religious beliefs, it was a forgone conclusion that I would go to one of our religious colleges. I wanted to be a doctor and picked one that had good success with med school matriculation and also, beneficially was 4 hours from home. I was accepted readily with a scholarship. All students had to sign a code of conduct form to gain entrance and I duly signed. Regardless of the prohibitions on sex, public displays of affection, segregated student dorms and housing, I was still looking forward to finding some way of interacting with the girls there. Given my well-deserved nerd status, it would be an uphill battle. My social skills were inversely proportional to my academic skills. I was not bad looking though I still had some acne. What I did have though, was likely a greater than average sex drive, a direct result of my rather restrictive upbringing (the downside of college was being able to find ways to masturbate enough to keep from having wet dreams every night with the consequent stained underwear).

My freshman year, I joined a service club (our school did not have "social clubs"). There were 4 women and 3 guys in this club. Everyone was very nice and I got along well with them and in this regard, it was a social club. I managed to come out of my social shell somewhat as all of the girls were easy to talk to and one, named Cindy was at least fairly attractive in my eyes. Although I was fairly naïve, I did get the sense she liked me. I did not ever do anything with her or the others outside the confines of our club activities, such as visit nursing homes and making gift baskets after campaigning for money on campus and at church.

At the end of the year, I found out it was traditional for the club members to have a party, wherein we dressed up and went to a dinner and then had the run of a room in one of the college buildings on campus. Of course, the professor that oversaw our club was going to be with us. One of the girls told me I should ask Cindy to go as my date, as everyone but the two of us had managed to find someone to pair off with. So, with sweaty palms, a frog in the throat, and tachycardia bad enough to get me cardioverted, I set off to ask her. To my surprise, she said yes. I scraped together some money and bought her some flowers and met her at her dorm in my best clothes, a pair of khaki pants and a button down long sleeve shirt. We were hitching a ride to the restaurant with another couple who had access to a car.

Cindy and I drove in the back seat and to my surprise, she sat in the middle next to me. I was behind the driver, Ben and Linda was up front with him. The car was an old Impala with bench seats up front as well as in back. I was not really thinking about Cindy sexually at this time at least until she put her hand my thigh and started rubbing me between my hip and knee. I was more or less scared out of my mind at this contact and then she actually leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. Not knowing what to do, I just stayed still till we got the to restaurant. The whole group met there but we sat at different tables in groups of 4. Ben, Linda, Cindy and I were at a table together. Cindy's hands were busy below the table, touching me and squeezing my thigh. She even took my hand and put it on her thigh. I really enjoyed that immensely and so did my cock, which was straining to get out of my pants. I had to squirm a bit to get myself adjusted so it was oriented vertically.

We made it through the meal, climbed back in the car, and headed back to campus and to the open hall where we were meeting for our after party. Of course, we had no alcohol, no dancing, just music and some games to play. In spite of the spartan setting, I had a good time with my friends. Then to our amazement, someone came in, walked up to our supervising professor and gave him a message. He jumped to his feet, went to our microphone and told us his wife had to take their 3 year old to the hospital and he had to leave. He entreated us to be on our best behavior and bolted for the door. We all grouped together and chatted animatedly about our good fortune. Ben and Linda immediately set off to find a room down the hallway and before I knew, Cindy was leading me by the hand down the hall to an empty classroom as well.

Standing before me, she said, "Have you ever made out with a girl before? You seem even more shy than all the other boys I have managed to be alone with."

"No, I have not" I managed to stutter out with a dry mouth.

My dick, which during the car rides and dinner had been quite hard in my pants had over the course of the last hour and a half, behaved itself. I immediately felt the need to adjust myself. "Would you like to kiss me?"

"Ahhh, sure," I managed rather haltingly, though inside, I was unable to fathom my good fortune.

She managed to deflate me slightly by saying, "Don't act super excited or anything. I just want to know what it is like."

With that, she moved in closer and her lips brushed up against mine. She sort of licked me on the lips and we began to kiss more, fumbling about and although enjoyable, I was just having a negative vibe. Nevertheless, we both went on about it and then I tentatively put my hands on her hips and pulled her closer. She let me but I did not pull her all the way in, afraid she would feel my erection. The kissing was definitely more enjoyable with the closer contact.

In all the times we had spent together over the last 7 months, Cindy had never once made any sexual comment or said anything remotely scandalous. I was therefore ill prepared for what she was doing and what she said next.

"I want to feel your dick. I will let you see my breasts if I can feel you," she said, somewhat breathlessly.

With that, she rubbed her hand on my crotch. She was not gentle and smacked my balls in the process, making me wince slightly, but then she focused on my shaft and ran her hand up and down me.

"I can't believe that would fit inside me!" she exclaimed! "I never knew they were so big."

Her manual exploration, sincere but inexperienced still felt rather heavenly to me after the initial smack on my balls.

With a dry mouth, I managed to say "I am not sure. It is the only one I have ever seen hard. Were you serious about showing me your breasts?"

"Yes. Fair is fair," she responded, though she seemed a bit more uncertain.

With fair timidity, she stepped back slightly and unbuttoned her top, sliding the blouse off her shoulders and setting it on a chair next to us. Then she reached behind her and unbuttoned her bra. When she pulled her straps down over her shoulders and I saw my first pair of beautiful naked breasts, I immediately started cumming in my pants.

I don't know what look was on my face but she asked, "Are you okay?"

"Never better, " I stammered, feeling immense relief and profound embarrassment all at once.

I knew I had quite the mess in my pants. Trying to ignore the shame I felt and act as though everything was fine, I reached out to touch her but she slapped my hand and said, "I told you that you could look. No touching."

She then reached down and put her bra back on and then her blouse. She looked at me with a frown but then her features softened and she said, "I am sorry. That was not very nice. I hope you forgive me. Maybe we can just forget this ever happened. Please don't tell anybody. If my parents found out, they would kill me."

We parted ways, my penis, shriveled and shamed, sticky and wet. I went to the dorm and showered, took my clothes downstairs and did laundry and then went to bed. I had a long way to go I thought miserably, wanting so badly to fit in with girls and wanting even more badly to know what sex was like. I certainly loved the sight of those breasts however and I became hard again. I went to the bathroom and jerked off into some toilet paper in record time. Cindy did not come back to school the next year but she had given me a gift in letting me see those tits of hers, an image engraved on my psyche for all time.

I headed back home that summer and spent a lot of time at the library. I read books about self-confidence and when possible and I could do so without being seen, I found and read some books on sexuality. One had information on pre-mature ejaculation and suggested exercises to do, although, of course, some required partners. Concentrating on the others, I did the best I could to make sure an episode like that one did not happen if ever I was lucky enough again to be with a girl. The best part about the exercises was that they required a lot of masturbating and I did a lot of fantasizing with them. The summer drug on and I was so ready to be out of the house, back at school and out from under the thumb of my parents. The day I left for my sophomore year was downright glorious and I vowed to myself never to go home again.

Arriving back at school, I prepared for a busy year. I eschewed the service club scene and sticked to studying. I had a double major in chemistry and biology. My thoughts however, were never far from the opposite sex. There were a few very pretty girls in some of my classes and for the most part, they did not give me the time of day. Another girl in several of my classes was named Lisa. She was pretty but not model like as were the other girls to whom I alluded. She had probably B sized breasts and an absolutely gorgeous backside from what I could tell when I saw her playing tennis one day.

When I could masturbate in the bathroom, shower, or on the rare occasions it was possible in my room, it was the model-like girls I always thought of while doing the deed. Lisa did not tick the boxes for masturbatory fodder. However, she talked with me some and near the end of our sophomore year, we actually spent more time together and actually sat together in the dining hall from time to time. I learned she grew up in the Blue Ridge mountains and also had a very restrictive and sheltered upbringing as well, though we never discussed sexual topics. However, I intuited that her upbringing was just like mine from her stories and how she dressed.

Having for another year been severely restricted in my ability to relieve my sexual frustration and having woken up in the morning way too many times with my penis stuck to the dried semen of my wet dream the night before, I began to dream of taking classes in the summer. I knew that I never wanted to go back home and stay with my parents in the summer and since none of my siblings had ever done so, I felt I was on good grounds when I made my plea to take classes in the summer. My parents wanted to know why and what classes I would be taking. They nearly stroked out when they found out one was human sexuality. I calmly explained, my first lie ever, that it was part of the requirements for pre-med students. Presto! I was in summer school!

There was only a weekend between the end of the regular semester and the summer session. For this reason, the dining hall was still open for students who would be here for the summer. To my surprise and delight, Lisa was sitting by herself on Saturday evening so I took it upon myself to join her. I learned she too was going to be here for the summer session and we reviewed what classes we were going to take. Turns out, the only one we were in together was the one on human sexuality. Just saying those words sitting at the table across from her made my cock harden in my pants. She apparently knew the teacher for the class, a Miss Terry as she had been in one of her other classes. I had seen her, but had never had a class with her. She was very pretty. Brunette, perhaps 5'8 with very prominent breasts, which were always covered (no cleavage allowed on campus) and a very nice butt. Lisa said she was very nice, but very strict.

We talked for another hour about all manner of subjects and finally had to leave because they were locking up the place. It was a beautiful night outside and we walked around campus and talked some more. At the south end of the campus was some student housing for upperclassmen. The units were small houses with 4 bedrooms. They cost a good bit more than the dorm rooms so I knew I would never get to stay in one. At that time, many were being upgraded and refurbished. Only one had lights on and was obviously occupied.

Lisa pointed to it and said that Miss Terry lived in that one till they finished new housing for the faculty. Just at that moment, she stepped out the house and walked toward us, apparently heading to her mailbox. She recognized Lisa in the dim street lights and brightly greeted her. We stopped and Lisa introduced me to her. She smelled wonderful, soap or perfume I am not sure. Just like being close to the great smelling girl in church many years ago, my cock began to swell. She was very engaging and complimented Lisa for her stellar performance in her other classes, telling us she was looking forward to having us in her class this summer.

As we walked on, we were briefly silent and then both began to talk at once. Laughing, I told her to go ahead. My hard-on was waning somewhat as we were walking up a steep hill. She told me the story about how she had to con her parents in order to take the human sexuality class and I told her about my deception as well.

Laughing again at that, we both said, almost simultaneously, "What could she possibly teach us on a hyper religious campus such as this?"

I said, "There won't be any picture books, live demonstrations, or how to movies, I bet,' laughing aloud again.

Lisa then said, "My parents never talked about sex and all I know is from books I have managed to get ahold of and talks with my friends. Well, one time, my best friend Amy's cousin was visiting and she and her parents were not part of our religion. She brought some magazines with her that she copped from a stash her parents had. I got to look through all of them. It had a guy and a girl doing oral sex to each other before they, and I will probably go to hell for using this word, but before they fucked. There was several pages showing 2 girls and a guy, and the 2 girls were doing what Amy said was called sixty-nine. There were pictures of the man with an erection it showed his penis in the girls vaginas. I was so turned on by all of it I could not wait to be alone so I could take care of myself."

She looked at me with a mixture of embarrassment and I felt somewhat certain, arousal, and said, "I hope you don't think badly of me. Just talking about this makes me horny."

I was embarrassed not only that I felt the same but that my dick began to harden yet again. It was somewhat caught in a less than wonderful position in my jeans and in serious need of an adjustment. Ignoring the question, I asked her if she would like a piece of gum.

"I think I have one in my pocket." I put my hand in and managed to adjust myself in what I hoped was a casual and obscure maneuver. When I came up empty handed, I looked at her and I swear she smirked at me, then smiled brightly. She opened the little crossbody she was wearing and produced a pack, offering me a piece which I took.

"You did not answer my question."

"Of course I don't think badly of you. In fact," I said with more bravado than I felt, "I feel the same."

With a rather mischievous grin, she said, "Does that mean you need to get back to the dorm for some alone time?"

"Wow! You are pretty forward for one of us religious nuts. I kinda like it."

"How would you like something to think about when you get back to the dorm?"

With that, she leaned in and kissed me. I kissed her back. It was heavenly, and my erection was throbbing, and fortunately, not in a bad way as it was straight up inside my pants. We were both breathing heavily between kisses and then she reached down between us and stroked my cock through my pants. Unlike the last time a girl had done that to me, I did not feel like I was going to blow my load. I took the opportunity to fondle her left breast with my right hand and she moaned into my mouth, our lips still locked.

She pulled away, reluctantly, I thought and I tried to reconnect and pull her back against me but she put her hand on my chest and said, "No more tonight. We can't get caught our here and I don't know about you but I am absolutely on fire! I need to go to my dorm room right now."

We started heading back towards the dorms, both of us wanting more, but knowing it was not possible now. I for one, was walking like a penguin with my cock as hard as a bar of steel.

We parted ways that evening, promising to meet up for dinner again the next night, our last before classes began on Monday. For my part, I hurried back to my dorm room, now devoid of a room-mate. Fortunately, there were no RAs to come by and check on you during summer session and I immediately stripped naked and stretched out on my bed as my hand stroked my penis, seemingly to me harder than it had ever been.

Tonight, for the first time in college, I did not fantasize about the 4 or 5 stunning beauties on campus but in a state of sexual frenzy, I pumped my rod imagining I was fucking Lisa. Ten stupendous jets of cum shot from my cock and I groaned out loud, involuntarily at first, but then choking the sound off in embarrassment worrying that someone could hear me and know what I was doing.

For the first time ever, I had hit myself in the neck with a shot of jizz, so powerful was my ejaculation. I stood in front of the mirror and made sure I did not leave any behind as I usually went to the shower with the towel wrapped around my waist. I did not want to pass anyone with a glob of cum dripping down my chest. Once my member was flaccid enough to hide under the towel, I headed to the showers with three cum soaked tissues to flush. The tissues smelled of chlorine and I guess I am weird because I loved the smell of my jizz, but again, worried about it being so strong that if someone passed me they could smell me and know what I had been doing. It never occurred to me that most likely every other male and female on this campus was probably doing the same.

The next morning, I awoke with clean underwear. But my dick was hard again. I masturbated quickly before heading off to my first class. I had a three hour break before the human sexuality course and spent my time studying for my first class. The time seemed to pass glacially. 30 minutes before, I went ahead and gathered my notebook and pen, some chewing gum and a bottle of water and headed over to the hall where the class was to be held.

I was the first to arrive and my palms were sweaty and my heart was racing. I still could not imagine what this class could be like on this campus. I recognized the room from a class I had in there my very first semester. It was a relatively small room with seating for only 12 students and at the front right was a door that led to a small office for the teacher. I had only been in there once, to receive my final grade in that other class. There was a small desk with one of the first generation IBMs on it and oddly, a leather chair wide enough for two people to sit intimately side by side. I sat in the back right of the classroom, my preferred spot. The desks, interestingly, were all two seaters.

Two people I did not know sauntered in and sat near the front side by side but in different desks and began chatting amiably together. Then Lisa walked in. She stopped suddenly and then, seeing me she gave me a smile and walked over

"Can I sit with you?" she said, smiling and not waiting for an answer.

"I would be mad if you didn't," I whispered to her, though I was slightly embarrassed since the other 2 students up front were obviously friends but sitting in separate desks.

Sitting down on my right side, for the first time since I had known Lisa, I noticed immediately that she was wearing perfume. It smelled heavenly. She also had on a skirt, plaid and a white frilly blouse. I had planned ahead, knowing that something might trigger an erection and had positioned my penis in my pants so it could grow, hopefully without restriction. It was a well-conceived plan as her mere presence caused rapid tumescence. Her dirty blond hair was shiny and smelled of shampoo and I could see the outline of her breasts inside her shirt. I so wanted to feel them again.

Three more students came in and all sat near the front but between me and the other students in the first row. Chatter was excited and in spite of the type of campus, I heard a few ribald comments. Everyone quieted down as Miss Terry came in. She greeted us and told us how happy she was we were there. Then she read a passage from Song of Solomon about a man describing his wife/lover. She asked what God was trying to teach us with this rather racy passage. A couple of attempts at answering were sort of party line and avoided the obvious.

"God is telling us that sex is great!" Miss Terry exclaimed. "It is not something of which we should be ashamed. But I warn you, what you learn in this class is not something that the president of the college is likely to approve of so please use discretion when you talk with others about what we learn here. In fact, in spite of so many things the Bible teaches about sex, it is unlikely he would even allow me to read to you what I opened with in the Song of Soloman."

She went on to tell us about the class syllabus and what was expected of us. I was at least excited that she said sex was great in God's eyes but then wondered why if so, it was so restricted, so stigmatized and so often punished in homes like the one I grew up in and on this campus. She passed out a course manual and said we would have homework which of course elicited a few snickers which she sternly put down. The rest of the day was spent on human sexual anatomy. The pictures were very clinical but Miss Terry did not back down and made it very interesting. Then she pointed out something which she said is absolute proof God wants us to enjoy sex.

Pointing to a picture of an erect penis, she noted that one of the most sensitive spots on a man's penis was the frenulum but that it was just an area, not an organ or separate from the rest of the penis. Then she pointed again to the clitoris on a drawing of the female genitalia.

"Does anybody know what this is for?" she asked.

With some timidity, one of the girls raised her hand and answered, "Pleasure?"

"Exactly. But does it have any other function?"

"I am not sure," said the blond in the second row.

"Well, I am here to tell you it does not. Boy's penises have more than one function, one of which is sexual pleasure. But, the girl's clitoris has only one function. It is only for sexual pleasure and as such, we should all learn something from that. Sexual pleasure is good for both sexes and perhaps even more so for the female of the species. I want you all to remember that but if you spread that on campus, I may get fired," she said with a stilted laugh.

The class finished and we all walked out. Miss Terry had shown her hand. She did not believe in the restrictive mores of her own religion. And perhaps, neither did I.

That night at dinner, Lisa and I discussed in low tones this lesson and little else. "Do you think she is encouraging us to have sex?" I asked.

"Maybe not to have sex, but at least to be more open about it and perhaps explore. I am not quite sure."

"I am quite sure I want to explore!" I said laughing. I got a gentle kick to my shin for that comment.

"Then tell me what you did when you left me the other night."

Oh, wow! That was unexpected. "Uh, what do you mean by that?"

"I want to know what you did in the privacy of your dorm room the other night after we kissed and felt each other up."

"Uh, well, that is kinda private."

"Well, let me tell you what I did. I got on my bed and slid my panties off and pulled my shirt up to expose my breasts. My pussy was wet and I got my fingers wet and started rubbing my clit. I was thinking about you doing things to me like I saw in those magazines. I only lasted about 5 minutes before I came."

Not having anticipated such a verbal stimulus, my penis was not in a good position and I had to adjust myself. She immediately noticed and said, "Looking for a pack of gum?"

I had to laugh out loud and her disarming little question completely broke down my barriers. "If you must know, I have now have an erection from talking to you and being near you and in my dorm room the other night, I have never disrobed so quickly because I had an erection on the entire walk back to the dorm. I imagined I was fucking you and I don't think I lasted 5 minutes before I came."

"I wish I could watch you. I saw pictures of the guy's cum on the woman's body and some coming out of another woman's pussy. I want to see it come out of your penis. I want to see what I felt the other day."

"I wish we could and I would like to look at what I felt the other day too. I wish we could find someplace we could get to that would be safe. But I can't afford to get caught and thrown out of school."

On that sobering note, we finished our meal and took a walk. We wandered up the hill where there were no houses, and though still on campus, there was no foot traffic at this time of day. We took to the trees and found a flat, small clearing not far off the path.

"Can I kiss you again?" I asked, more or less knowing the answer.

She answered by moving in close and kissing me on the lips. I pulled her into me and our pelvises came in close contact. I could feel heat in her groin and I am certain she felt the bar of steel in my pants.

I knew she did seconds later when she pulled back, said, "I can feel your pocket knife."

She reached out to fondle me again, with reverence and gentleness. I did not want it to stop. "Can I feel you?" I asked, planning not to touch her breast again but to feel her crotch.

"Of course, silly."

I pulled her close but not so close our hands could not wander and I put my hand against her groin, feeling warmth greater than I would expect.

She giggled and said, "I thought you were going to feel my breast again but I like that just as much."

For the next ten minutes, we kissed and groped, but ultimately, we had to start back to the dorm as we both had homework. Once again, I walked with the penguin gait due to the hard-on I had been sporting for over half an hour. Needless to say, we parted at the dorms and let each other know what our intentions were. And who would be the focus of our imagination while we took care of our business.

In our next class, Miss Terry said she had a film to show us. She also let us know that she would have to leave class early for a doctor's appointment and she needed a volunteer to put up the projector. Lisa immediately volunteered. Miss Terry came back and handed her a key and a note. The note gave instructions on where to store the projector (in the side office up front) and also let her know that she would have a second film in there to be shown on Monday of next week as she would not be here for class at all that day as well. With that, she started the film and she bid us goodbye and entreated us to behave. She missed some eye rolling as she left.

The film was about conception and looked like it was made in the 1950s. Soon some catcalls, laughter and other shenanigans filled the room. Before the film was over, all but Lisa and I had left. She was wearing a skirt and button down blouse again that day, but no perfume. In spite of the boring nature of the movie, we sat stayed put but when all the others were gone, we started talking. Also in spite of the boring movie and in spite of the clinical description of what is one of humanity's greatest pleasures, I could not help but get an erection.

Lisa said, "What do you think of the film?"

I rolled my eyes and said, "Boring and so outdated."

She grinned at me and then put her hand on my thigh and immediately moved it to my crotch where my cock was hard and pointing at the ceiling.

"I think you are more excited about the film than you are willing to admit."

"Perhaps it is not the film that has me excited. Maybe it is you," I said, with a raised eyebrow and an attempt to look debonair.

"I certainly hope it is me," she responded while stroking my erection through my pants.

Even with what we had done so far in the woods on campus, her next move took me by surprise. She took my right hand with her left, used her right hand to lift her skirt, spread her legs, and then placed my hand on her pussy.

"I am excited too" she said very softly, and then said, "See how wet I feel?"

Her underwear in fact was very wet. In my dreams, it was always sex, no foreplay. But during the class I had learned about female lubrication when they are aroused and about pre-cum in males, something I knew about first hand.

She managed to surprise me again as she pulled her panties to the side so I could touch her directly. So, without further hesitation, I began to run my finger up and down her slit. I was absolutely amazed at how slick it was with the moisture she was producing. Her hair was slightly rough against my fingers but it was a magical moment. She moved her hand back to my cock and rubbed me through my khakis.

I said, "Oh Lisa, you are going to make me come in my pants if you don't stop."

She immediately stopped and moved her hand away and leaned in close, talking in my ear.

Her warm breath on my face made my cock twitch mightily and she said, "Don't cum in your pants. I want to watch you cum."

That almost made me cum (thank God for those exercises). She pulled my hand from her groin and stood up and said, "Let's put this machine up."

I awkwardly got to my feet (due to what was then an extremely swollen penis in need of orgasm) and she went to unlock the closet while I rewound the film and then pushed the unit into its place in there.

Lisa went back to our desk and grabbed our stuff and I was heading to the hallway when she told me to come back to the closet. I followed, entering as she stood up from having set our stuff on the floor. Seeing her, if only briefly bent over with her butt in the air also made my dick twitch. Still, I was somewhat confused, as only a nerd would be. She pushed the door closed and locked it from the inside. Confusion faded as she pulled me to her and kissed me on the lips. I was stupid not to have seen the possibilities of the closet.

After making out and feeling each other up again like in the woods, she pulled away slightlly and asked, "Pants are still dry?"

I managed to rasp "Yes."

"Would you be willing to show me how you make yourself cum? If you take off your clothes, I will take off mine and I will show you how I do it too? Deal?"

Again, I managed to rasp out a "Yes," an extremely enthusiastic yes!

"I don't care what my parents taught me, this is our time and I am going to explore my body and yours, if you let me. There can't be anything wrong with this because it feels too good. And besides, Miss Terry said the clitoris is only for pleasure and since I have one, it would be wrong not to use it and not to share it."

Saying this with a bit of a quiver in her voice, she then forcefully and with resolve, began to unbutton her blouse.

I stood watching mesmerized as her brassiere came into view. In spite of having seen a quite beautiful pair of breasts before, I was far more excited to see this pair. She startled me from my reverie with a sharp "You too!"

I pulled my shirt over my head. She slipped her blouse form her shoulders as soon as the last button was free. She immediately began to unzip her skirt and I followed suit by removing my shirt. Slipping my jeans off exposed my tighty-whities with an obvious wet spot where the head of my cock was nestled. Down came the tighty-whities, freeing my naked cock to her gaze.

She too had a wet spot on her purple panties and her bush tinted out the upper fabric.

When she slid them off, a string of her moisture strung briefly between her pussy lips and her underwear. I can still see it to this day. She was staring at my penis as well, mesmerized in her own way, lips slightly parted and the tip of her pink tongue just visible.

"Wow!" escaped those lips and I took it as a compliment. Some pre-cum oozed from my slit. Then she said, "OH! Sorry" and she reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, throwing it without ceremony into the pile of clothes on the floor.

She moved towards me and putting an arm on my shoulder, reached down and slipped off her socks and then told me to do the same.

I was so excited seeing a woman fully naked for the first time, I could hardly breathe or think. She told me later, she felt the same at seeing me. After getting my socks off, I pulled her in to kiss her and for the first time in my adult life, my cock came into contact with a woman's skin. As I kissed her, the warmth of her skin against my rock hard cock was magical. I felt that stirring in my groin and thinking I was about to cum on her, pulled away somewhat abruptly.

She asked, "Did I do something wrong?" with a little girl hurt expression.

"NO! Of course not. When we were kissing and my penis was touching your belly, I thought I was going to cum and had to pull back to make it stop."

She laughed and said, "I understand. I am so horny right now, I almost can't bear not to touch myself. We better get started before one of us has a nervous breakdown."

She went to her pack and pulled out a towel and laid it on the leather chair. She also pulled out a pack of baby wipes. "I have been in here a couple of times before when I was in other classes and I knew about this chair and the ability to lock the door. This building is a ghost town on a Friday afternoon like today, even in the normal semester and the cleaning crews don't come in here till Sunday afternoon. I knew we could have some time alone and I wanted it to be special, so I prepared for messes."

She sat down on the chair and spread her legs slightly and then ran her right index finger up and down her slit. "I am so wet! And I like to taste myself."

With that, she put her finger to her lips and sucked off the lube that was on it. "Come, stand close to me," she said and like a robot, I walked over right in front of her, still thinking of her tasting her pussy juice.

"Do you ever taste your pre-cum or your semen?" she asked.

"I never have, but now I guess I can try it."

The pre-cum was leaking down my shaft and a small string was hanging off my dick about an inch from my glans. Using my index finger, I scooped some up and tasted it. It really had no flavor but I was enthralled anew at how slick it was. I guess it makes entering your woman so much easier.

She asked, "Can I taste you?" and I nodded assent immediately.

She reached out and put her hand around my shaft, ever so lightly and then moving her hand up, she gently pinched her thumb and index finger together over the top of my penis, gathering a healthy glob of pre-cum between her fingers and then she tasted me. Again, it was all I could do not to spontaneously ejaculate all over her.

"I like it! Now I want to see you cum and I want to taste that too. Kiss me before you start, then stand close and do it on my chest."

She was sitting right on the edge of the chair and I bent over to kiss her. It proved to be a long, amazing kiss. We finally separated and with more than a little urgency, I reached down and grasped my dick.

"Yes!" she said with glazed eyes, full of lust and desire.

I know that look now. I began to stroke myself in front of her, inconceivably unafraid and simultaneously unbelieving of what we were doing. My mind even then was whispering to my conscious self that this was good and right and my parents were wrong.

Stroking my cock, pre-cum soaking my frenulum and making it slick, I stared at this woman in front of me and for the first time, I realized she was beautiful, far more so than the other women I had fantasized about fucking. Beauty is anything but skin deep. It is the whole of a person. It is not a just an external appearance, but is meshed inseparably with personality and character.

The one time I had thought of her while masturbating now seemed like the only one good and true fantasy I had ever had at that moment. Her bright shining eyes, mouth slightly agape again in wonderment, her nipples poking proudly out in front of her two gorgeous breasts, and her hand gently rubbing her clit without conscious thought and without modesty were the vision that I had.

It was not unlike the clouds opening, a light shining down and God speaking to you. This vision, a real one, not a fantasy, sent me over the edge. It is unlikely that I had been stroking more than one or two minutes before a torrent of cum exploded from my cock. I soaked her chin and neck, her breasts and by means of rundown, her belly and thighs. My last little dollop dripped from my tip fell directly into the top of her bush. I did not care about the loud grunts and groans I made this time. I was living only in the moment and at the time, it was the best moment of my life.

Some time passed after what was at the time the most epic orgasm I had ever had. I was still stroking myself, avoiding the super sensitive head and frenulum when she finally made some noise herself. She giggled, loudly. Looking at her face, it was obviously not a giggle of disdain or recrimination, but of sheer joy.

"That was so amazing!" she said. "I had no idea it would shoot out like that! I absolutely love that! And it has made me so horny I can't stop myself. Watch me!" she commanded.

She began to pleasure herself more intently. I was stunned to see her do this without apparent concern for all of my semen covering her beautiful torso.

I finally let go of my dick and then kneeled down in front of her. She was vigorously frigging her slit. Sexy squelching noises caressed my ears and my eyes alternated looking into hers (she looked back with super sexy intensity) and at her hand on her pussy, a blur of motion. When I looked again at her eyes, she smiled and with her left hand, scooped a dollop of cum from her right breast and tasted it.

"Tastes like sex" she said laughing. Then her face scrunched up and she said "I am so close."

Perhaps 30 more seconds of handwork punctuated by the sexiest sounds I had ever heard and then she made a loud whimpering noise and her gut muscles contracted violently. She bent forward, her hand slowing down slightly and she whimpered some more, with multiple OH, OH, Ohs.

And then she said my name, "Oh, David."

I was stunned, electrified, and then motivated! I gently pushed her back in the chair and not caring about my spunk all over her torso, hugged her tightly and kissed her fiercely. She responded in kind. Our torsos glided together as our tongues wrestled. My dick was once again hard as a rock and sliding along her thigh.

Suddenly in my young adult brain, I remembered she had breasts and I had not given them any attention. I suddenly had an overwhelming desire to fondle and kiss them. I parted from her slightly, my cum no longer globs on her chest and abdomen, but a smooth sheen over her upper body and mine.

Somewhat sheepishly, I said "Can I touch your breasts?"

She laughed and said "Of course. I would be offended if you did not want to, but do you want me to clean off first?"

"No. I can't wait." With that, I used both hands to gently grip each one. Because she was slick with cum, I used just my palms to slowly circle her nipples.

She moaned in pleasure, saying "That feels so good!" As the cum began to dry, there was more friction and thinking on my feet, I decided it was a good time to add more lube.

In order to do what I wanted, I knew I would have to taste my cum on her. Today, though, I did not care what I tasted like, I just wanted to suck on Lisa's nipples. What I noticed as I began to suck and lick her was not so much the taste, but the smell of myself on her skin. And apparently, my cock liked that because it twitched. Perhaps it was the tit sucking that made it happy, but it also could have been the realization that I had marked this girl in the most intimate way.

So I licked and sucked and fondled till she gently pulled my head away and kissed me hungrily. "You don't get to have all the fun" she said and she made me stand up in front of her.

"I see you like my tits" as she reached out and gripped my shaft. She slowly began to jack me, looking up and asking from time to time if she was doing it okay. Although it was sometimes too soft and sometimes too hard, I loved the touch and was not able to offer constructive criticism. She touched my scrotum and kneaded me a little too roughly when I was forced to say, "Easy!"

"I am sorry," she said and resumed with a lighter touch. It felt heavenly.

She alternated between my sack and my shaft and then decided she needed some lubricant. "I just remembered. I read once about boys using hand lotion when they jacked off and I have some in my pack."

She dug around and produced some hand lotion which she poured into her hand and then she began to pleasure me again. As good as it was before, it was so much better now. As she looked up at me with her lovely eyes, she searched for affirmation and I gave it to her. Her handy work was causing my breathing to accelerate and my body to begin little involuntary dances and undulations. Having someone else do this to me for the first time was as amazing as everyone else has said it was.

"I am about to cum", a warning for her should she want it.

She scooted closer and aimed my shaft at her chest again. I grunted in unabated pleasure for the next 15 seconds as my sperm splatted on her chest and then dribbled out on the floor. I was momentarily spent and knelt down on the floor in front of her. I kissed her lips and murmured in her ear how amazing that was.

With my previous load more or less dried all over her skin (except for the glob in her pubic hair, which I noticed was still there) and the new load slowly dribbling down her front, she looked the sexiest mess I had ever seen. I told her so.

She stood and said, "I will try to clean us up, but I had no idea you boys made so much cum."

We used up all but one wipe in her little travel pack but now we smelled like baby wipes. After gathering them up, she turned away from me and bent over to put them all in her back pack.

When she stood back up, I hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear that I would like to touch her. "Down there."

It was the one place she had not wiped and she took my hand and placed it on her pussy and then removed her hand to give me freedom.

I used my middle finger to rub up and down her slit, still wet from her orgasm. I wanted to taste her too. I took my hand away and she turned to face me as I brought my finger to my face. I could smell her. I loved it. My cock started to get chubby. I tasted her and I loved that too. We kissed. We both looked at the time.

"I wish we had time for you to keep rubbing me like that, but we have to get going. The dinner hall closes at 7 and we both need a shower before heading over. I don't know about you but all this activity has made me hungry."

We had a five minute walk, 20 minutes to get a shower and 25 minutes to eat. Reluctantly we parted ways and promised to meet in time to eat together.

We sat well away from the 4 other tables that were occupied, more interested in reliving our secret adventure than the in the food. We managed to eat enough to keep us from starvation and then went for a walk. It was very different from our last walk. Hands were held though not until we were out of sight. Kisses were exchanged. Erections were adjusted without embarrassment.

We plotted to meet again in the closet the next two days, wanting to make the most of our time before Lisa would have to give back the key. Then I had an epiphany.

"Why don't we get a copy of the key made and then we can have more freedom to use the closet?"

"That is brilliant. Do you know where we can get one?"

"There is an Ace Hardware store about a mile and a half from here. I can go on Saturday morning."

I ended up taking the key with me back to the dorm. We were giddy with excitement when we finally had to say good bye for the night so as to make it back before curfew.

The next day, my heart was thumping with fear as I entered an Ace Hardware store with the key. I just knew the people that worked there would just look at me and know I had been sexually involved with a girl before marriage and was there on a mission of the basest nature to continue down this road of hell bound debauchery. Of course, that was my parents talking. Ignoring them, I made it out with the key and no discernible smirks were seen. The act of getting the key and what it meant to me caused me to get an erection. I had to make an anatomy adjustment while walking down the sidewalk but the exercise of hoofing it back to campus caused me to go flaccid quickly.

Lisa meanwhile did some sleuthing and deduced that the building should be empty of all faculty and housekeepers around 3 the next day. She rang the dorm phone and someone knocked on my door and told me I had a phone call. We eagerly decided to meet at 3:30 in case her estimate was off. We both would carry a back pack with some books to make sure we looked official. This time, she had a couple of washcloths and two bottles of water, one for drinking and one for wetting the cloths so we could wipe off any sexual residue without smelling like a baby's butt. We planned to arrive separately through different doors about 5 minutes apart. We did not want to waste too much time. We also decided to pool our money (we had very little between us) and eat pizza rather than being rushed to eat at the dining hall.

She arrived first and when I opened the door, she locked it and we immediately began another snogging session that lasted another 10 minutes. This time, I was far less timid about groping her and she had no hesitation about groping me. Desire got the best of us and we stripped out of our clothes and began to make out again, the delicious feeling of my erect penis against her belly was relived.

She whispered in my ear a new idea she said she had overnight. Or maybe all along.

"I want to suck you dick till you cum in my mouth."

It would have been rude and indecent of me to deny her request. Nevertheless, with some trepidation, I countered her offer with one of my own.

"You can suck my dick if you let me try to eat you out." It was a phrase I learned when I was a senior in high school when I overheard 2 of the pretty girls talking to each other animatedly in th hallway. I just rounded the corner when one was saying to the other, 'She let him eat her out? Cunnilingus? He licked her pussy? And she came?' I was stunned into immobility and then they both realized I was there and said something I will not repeat. They turned and walked away. I of course found out a way to read about cunnilingus at the library. Seemed like something I would enjoy.

Lisa seemed to know exactly what I was talking about and readily agreed. In fact, she replied with something like "You better! Come on now. If I sit on the edge of the chair, your penis should be at just the right height."

Apparently, my dick was as excited as a dog whose master has just come home because It was drooling pre-cum in higher quantities than I had seen before. Lisa sat before me and ran her fingers up and down my abdomen and my thighs, at times moving close to my aching cock and then round to my butt cheeks, squeezing them and giving me a wicked smile. My cock would pulse up and down when she got close. I moved closer a few inches by shuffling my feet hoping that by doing so, she would get to it.

Finally, she looked up at me and said "Okay, enough teasing. I don't want you to have a stroke."

She took me in her right hand, bent forward and licked all the pre-cum from my glans and my shaft where it was running down. "Don't want any of that to drop on the floor and give us away, nor do I want to waste it."

The first touch of her lips to my penis were sublime, heavenly, intoxicating, and magical.

"I am not sure how to do this but from your expression, I guess we will muddle through" she said as she pulled away and looked up at me with her bright sexy eyes. Mine apparently reflected the lust and ecstasy I was feeling at the moment.

She slowly began to jack me and then she began to kiss my head, and kiss my shaft, and then she began to lick my penis, holding her cute pink tongue rigid as she ran it up and down my length. Soon my whole shaft was wet and she began to move her hand up and down more rapidly. She let her thumb stay on my frenulum for a bit longer than elsewhere which made me jump and groan in pleasure.

Noticing my reaction, she said, "Is that a good spot?"

"The best!" I managed to grunt out.

At that, she began to lick me there and she engulfed my head in her mouth for the first time and she used her tongue to wonderful effect on my sensitive spot. A few times I grimaced slightly as her teeth raked my ever so sensitive skin.

At one point, she was looking at me when it happened and asked, "Am I hurting you?"

"It feels wonderful, but sometimes you teeth kind of rake over me and that hurts a tiny bit."

"I will work on that," she assured me.

Resuming, she let spit run out of her mouth as her hand worked its way up and down my shaft and she gave me a little twisty motion. That elicited a delighted moan from me.

"I take it that is a good maneuver as well?" I could only nod in appreciation.

As she stroked, twisted, sucked, kissed and licked, and I looked down on her, as naked and vulnerable as I was before her, a goddess working to pleasure me, the thought that I love this girl rang in my head. It was not just a pleasant thought but one which initiated the unmistakable, unstoppable chemical reaction in my balls, causing my love to spew forth.

"I am going to cum, Lisa. I can't stop it."

For about one second literally, she took her mouth off my penis and said, "I don't want you to."

The rating of orgasms is surely subjective but this one was even more epic than the day before when with my own hand, I had done my first Pollock on Lisa's chest. My legs were shaking and my abs were contracting and never before heard sounds were vibrating in my chest as I erupted into her mouth. The pleasure and joy of this orgasm was mind boggling and only eclipsed in memory by few others.

She gagged, giggled and coughed from the force of my repeated ejaculations. Not knowing what to expect, she pulled away slightly and a fair amount spilled from her mouth onto her thighs and belly and then she was hit in the face with two more cum blasts before it just became dribbles of love from the tip of my penis falling to the floor.

To her credit, she looked up at me in triumph and exclaimed "That was so freaking awesome! You looked so sexy when you came, I can't wait to do it again."

The whole episode was probably only about 4 to 5 minutes from beginning to end as I was so aroused. Even with such a short time, she said, "I will need to practice some more. My mouth was getting a bit sore. I am not used to holding the banana in my mouth without using my teeth," she said with a bit of a giggle.

My legs were like jelly. "Trade places with me for just a minute."

We switched and I had her sit on my lap, careful not to bend my still stiff penis. Without thinking, I kissed her deeply on the mouth not having thought of whether I wanted to taste my cum on her. Turns out, I loved it. It symbolized to me the gift she had just given me. I was not really thinking such lofty thoughts at the time, but I did later. Right now, we were really just 2 incredibly horny, previously sexually repressed young people learning about one of the greatest of human blessings.

I gushed with praise for her efforts. "That was mind blowing. And dick blowing. I have never felt such an amazing orgasm. It is something people must want to do all the time. How could you ever tire of that?"

"It was my first time ever and I am pretty stoked to have been on the giving end. I am so glad you liked it."

"I did not just like it. Was beyond words. Now, I would like to try and do the same for you. Not sure I can follow such a performance though. Are you ready to try?"

We decided to have her sit in the chair with legs spread and over the arms. She had several big globs of my cum on her thighs which I wiped up with a tissue that was in easy reach and set it aside on the couch. I kneeled in front of her, leaning close and kissing her breasts and nipples again. Holding myself up with my left arm while sucking her delicious nubs, I brushed the back of my right hand fingers up and down her bush. This made her squirm a bit. Using my thumb, I gently traced her slit, feeling the moisture of her arousal. I am not sure why, but the scent of my saliva on her breasts drove me nuts. I felt a tingling in my groin though my dick had gone limp after my fantastic orgasm a few minutes ago.

Leaning back on my legs, I took the opportunity to look closer at her pussy for the first time. I gently placed my hands on both sides of her slit and gently parted them. Her vaginal opening gaped slightly and I saw clear liquid pooled near the opening. I could see the hood of the clitoris and the opening of her urethra (I was a nerd who carefully studied the manual with its medical drawings of female anatomy).

"Sorry, but it is my first close look at a girl. I think it is beautiful," I said my voice a mixture of reverence and lust, if that is possible.

"Do you really like it? I was worried boys would think pussies are ugly."

"I could look at it all day and not grow tired. Of course, I might want to do something more than just look. I am planning some of those things now. Looking, touching, TASTING, and I am dreaming about something else that I won't mention."

Unable to stand it any longer, I bent my head till I was eye level with this natural wonder of my world. Her scent was what I would call a heady one and I immediately loved it. Though probably only 10 minutes removed from my last orgasm, my penis started to get chubby.

Leaning in further, I brushed my nose in her hair and with considerable temerity, extended my tongue and inserted it clumsily into her slit. My aim was high and above her clit, but I was nonplussed. I pulled back and again slightly parted her lips and went in again, this time catching some of her secretions on my tongue as I swept upward. Hers' tasted just like mine, but I wanted so much more to lap up her secretions as they gave me so much more joy.

With that first swipe up her slit, Lisa reacted with a little shudder and a moan. So I repeated. A lot. Too fast and too hard. With an aching neck and tongue, some 15 minutes later, along with some good coaching, the moaning got intense and her hips started bucking. As this happened, my penis filled rapidly with blood to raging hard-on status. She came not 15 seconds later, legs flying off the seat arms and locking around my head in a crushing grip.

After she freed me from the leg lock, I placed my hands on each side of her and raised myself to kiss her. My lips were not just moist with her cum but wet as was my chin and cheeks. She smelled like heaven to me.

With some hesitation, she kissed me and then declared, " I think I taste pretty good. That was the best orgasm I have ever had! So very different than when you do it yourself. Thank you!"

My ego swelled almost as much as my cock with those words and I found later I would become addicted to the art of making her cum.

After that little verbal exchange, I bent down to kiss her nipples again but she pushed my head away and with a giggle said she was too sensitive. Then she noticed my member still standing at attention.

She looked at me with a devilish grin and said "Hand lotion?"

"Oh yes! Please!"

For about five minutes, she focused her attention on stroking my cock. I had instructions to tell her when I was going to cum. She had repositioned herself on the chair so she was on her knees. This put my cock near breast level. I gave her the 20 second warning. Leaning in closer, she positioned the very swollen head of my penis just over her right nipple and then continued her handwork. Seconds later I grunted and began spurting my jizz all over her right breast.

She squeezed my cock firmly and then shifted so I was pointed at her left breast where I finished my orgasm with several more spurts. Between the indescribable pleasure of having this beautiful girl getting me off with her hands and the super sexy sight of my cum dribbling from her breasts on to her nipples, I could not believe my good luck to have met her.

Then she said, "Rub it in."

"No please, I don't want to do that." My attempt to say that with a straight face failed miserably. Just a command which I was all too happy to obey.

I used my palms simultaneously to massage my semen into both of her lovely breasts, with special attention to her nipples. She scooped just a little up and used it as lube to start strumming her clit while I worked. In less than 2 minutes, she scrunched her abs and let out a sexy sigh.

"I just needed another little release. That was so good. I did not know before yesterday how delightful it was to have someone play with my nippies."

"I did not know before yesterday just how much I liked to play with someone's nippies. Someone like you, that is."

She bent her head downward toward her right breast while pushing it up and took a long sniff. "I love the smell of you on me." That deserved a kiss.

We dressed but without cleaning up with water or baby wipes as most of our fluids had dried on each other's skin and we figured we would not likely come across anyone on campus. Then we headed out to eat pizza. We were passing near Miss Terry's place when she came out of her house and started walking towards the campus. I had a slight tremor of fear thinking she might be able to smell the scent of sex on us, but pushed that thought away because the wind was blowing. Also, since we knew she was single, I hoped she would not know what the scent might be if indeed it was even detectable. But of course she stopped to say hi and to my dismay, she hugged both of us and gave each a cheek to cheek tap. I imagined as she pulled away that her visage changed and was sure she had noticed something.

We parted ways and I immediately asked, "Lisa, do you think we smell like sex? Do you think Miss Terry could tell what we have been doing?" I said with a bit of fear and some butterflies in my stomach.

"Let's try an experiment," she said. She rooted around in her backpack and came up with an apple and a bottle of hand lotion (the one she had used on my cock). She took a bite of the apple and gave it to me to taste, then put some hand lotion on her wrist and took a deep whiff. She held her hand out to me to sniff it and then worked it into her skin.

"Hug me like Miss Terry did." We hugged and simulated the cheek tap and then both said simultaneously, "We smell like SEX!"

"She is a single woman who teaches at a strict conservative college where she was prohibited from so-called sexual misconduct so she probably does not know what sex smells like. I hope!" finishing with raised eyebrows and wide eyes.

"Well, I don't know but we can't change it. I know what my pussy smells like when I am horny and I bet she masturbates too. After all, 'The clitoris is for pleasure only!"

I laughed and said, '"Well, at least she did not just grab us by the ears and haul us off to administration."

At the pizza joint, we spent more time speculating about Miss Terry's sexual habits and planning our next escapade, but then our talk turned to school. We both realized we needed to do some homework and after finding a discreet place to kiss and hug, headed back to our dorms.

After class on Monday, during which Lisa returned the closet key to Miss Terry, we did some sleuthing again to see when the building was mostly empty and we felt that we had a good chance of spending time alone "in the closet." We decided on Wednesday at 6 which would be a couple of hours after our Human Sex class. This would give us a chance to eat and then have about 3 hours together.

Making it to Wednesday without some "Lisa Time" after 3 days in a row was a quite a chore but I determined to make it without any "play time." I did have a very erotic dream however, and woke up as my cock was spurting into my shorts. It was the first time I had been awakened and it felt orgasmic. We spent time together at lunch and dinner both days and had a short walk after dinner on Tuesday. She asked me if I had masturbated and I told her about dreaming of her and having such a happy ending.

On Wednesday, I could hardly pay attention in my two classes. In Miss Terry's classroom, I had sweaty palms and felt cold. I was sure she was looking at me and Lisa and knew exactly what we had been doing, was going to call us to her office after class and march us off to security to be booted off campus. But only after telling our parents and both of us being expelled from our families as well.

We made it through class, where interestingly, Miss Terry talked about masturbation and its lack of prohibition in the Bible. She noted several times in the class that though most every religious entity in the world condemned it, it was not even mentioned in the Bible. Lisa and I talked about this over our brief dinner and decided we could not wait to masturbate with each other.

We separated and showered, gathered our supplies together and then made our way to our closet, Lisa arriving first. When I arrived, she was already taking off her blouse, so I had an eyeful of sexy as soon as I entered. I went straight for her and we embraced and kissed. For at least 5 minutes, we kissed and sucked on each other's tongues till our lips were wet like her vagina and swollen, not unlike my penis.

I then began my first stereotypically feeble attempt to part her from her bra. She gave me a lesson in the mysterious ways of unhooking a woman's brassiere and I became an expert, entirely out of self service. I gave her nippies the attention she wanted for them and I wanted to give them. I love the sounds she made as I made oral love to those beautiful mounds.

All the foreplay had her getting somewhat frantic for more and she said, "I want you use that tongue on my pussy like you did last week." Who was I to refuse?

Lisa stripped off her skirt and I got a look at her red panties with a sizable wet spot. I stepped close to her and slid my fingers in her panties and slid them down. Urging her to sit down and assume the position like she did before, I took the opportunity to raise the panties to my nose and deeply inhale her arousal.

Without further ado, I kneeled before her and began to pleasure my girl with fingers, hands, nose, and tongue. Apparently, my technique had improved somewhat or she was immeasurably more horny, because she came in about 10 minutes. My dick felt so hard inside my jeans, I thought it would split. My face was wet with her vaginal lubricant and I loved the taste and smell more than oxygen.

I kissed her when she was ready and she teared up briefly and told me how amazing I was. "I can't wait to return the favor."

I peeled off my shirt and she helped with my belt buckle and zipper. I let her lift my underwear over my erection an she avoided allowing the elastic band to snap back against my swollen member. Again, I had sweaty palms and my legs were shaking in anticipation of what she was about to do to me. She kneeled down on the chair as I stood in front of her and she cupped my balls and gently ran her nails up my shaft a few times. I swear I groaned from that almost as though I was cumming. Then she started in with the kisses and the sucking and the stroking. Heaven was going to be just like this. I had my hands gently on her shoulders as she pleasured me. Then, the door to the office swung open.

I saw Miss Terry first and tried to push Lisa away but she was resisted, continuing with her oral attentions. To my surprise, Miss Terry quickly stepped into the room and pushed the door shut, making a loud sound. That got Lisa's attention and in pulling away, I got an unpleasant rake of her teeth across my penis. No marks or hemorrhage, though!

We both then exploded into action to try and cover ourselves up when she barked, "BE STILL!"

Being rule followers both (well, mostly before we discovered sexuality), we obeyed.

"I just want to look at what is happening here. This is not what I expected to find, I must say, though I began to suspect on Monday when I met you two outside my house. Last week, I found a tissue in here that had a yellowish, dried substance on it. I picked it up to throw it away, not paying much attention, but then I sneezed and instinctively put it up near my face. I smelled semen, to my rather great surprise. I know what it smells like because my mother made me do the laundry for me and my older brother, probably so she could deny to herself that he masturbated in his socks and thought I would not notice. And then, when giving you two a hug to let you know how much I like you both and how great you have been in my classes, I smelled a woman's vaginal lubrication on your face, young man."

While she was saying all this, were still standing in front of her stark naked, and my dick was still hard. I looked down and noted it was still wet with Lisa's saliva.

"Okay, get dressed and then I want you both to follow me. I will turn around."

With funeral dirges playing in our heads, we exchanged looks of terror as we dressed (my dick finally losing its tumescence), and the terrible finality of our punishment, expulsion from our school, and our parents disowning us played through our minds simultaneously. We were finally packed up and ready to follow. Without another word, we followed her into the hall.

She turned and locked the door making me realize I had forgotten to lock it in my excitement to kiss my girl. I then realized it probably would have made no difference to our fate. I took the blame too, remembering the tissue I used to wipe my cum off of Lisa's thigh as I bent to eat her out for the first time. I figured we had somehow knocked it on the floor and missed it as we left.

I also thought I should have washed my face in the bathroom before we left that day but I actually wanted to be able to smell Lisa's pussy when I got back to my dorm. The small things get you, I thought as I followed along on my path to the guillotine. Lisa and I were afraid to look at each other directly. When I glanced her way, I thought I saw tears.

Mired in our thoughts, neither of us noticed we were not being led to the administrative offices, or to security for incarceration, or to the gallows I imagined were even now being built in the commons, but in fact to Miss Terry's house. We were on her walkway before we knew it. At this, we chanced looking at each other and both offered a simultaneous shrug but no shiver of relief coursed through me.

Miss Terry unlocked her door and led us inside, asked us to sit on the loveseat in the living room and went to the kitchen and returned with 3 cans of soda, handing one to each of us and opening one for herself. When she set the can down on the table, I noticed her hand was shaking and not just a little. To cover, she put her hands together on her lap.

The forceful, frightening specter that entered our closet, actually her office, as Lisa was sucking my dick now transformed into a timid, almost frightened teenager before our eyes. To our surprise, she had wet eyes and wiped them gently.

"I am not going to turn you in. In fact, I would like to make a deal with you that will allow you to continue your "activities," so to speak. It is understood that most every student and teacher on this campus comes from a similar background and that background is one of sexual suppression, an indoctrination that sex is only for procreation and is not something to be part of our lives. I heartily disagree with that. I have 8 close girl friends from college. We talk. A lot. About everything. 4 of them decided to do what you two have done. 2 of them ended up marrying the one they started playing with and they claim to have fantastic marriages. 2 married other men and also have great marriages, having come clean about their previous activities. The other 4 followed the party line and only one has what she says is a good marriage."

Taking a deep breath and a sip of her drink, she continued. "I volunteered to teach this class because I wanted to learn about sex. I think it is one of the greatest gifts we have as humans. I don't think the Bible teaches it is for procreation only. It certainly does talk about fornication before marriage but in that time, there was really no birth control and the stigma of pregnancy outside of marriage was devastating for the female. That is not a problem of today. There are many more examples of similar situations where the mores of the day are not even considered by our church leaders and thus they are remarkable hypocrites. The female of our species has a clitoris, the only anatomic part of human anatomy dedicated solely to pleasure. I think God wants us to use and enjoy our sexuality."

"I want what you have but there is not a faculty member on this campus that I am remotely attracted to. Because of my contract, if I am to get married while employed here, it has to be to someone of our faith. So much of my peak sexual life is passing me by. I want to experience it, preferably by participation, but I would even settle for voyeurism. So I am wondering, (I thought she was going to choke/cry/vomit all at once as she said this) if I could watch you, and even perhaps, if there are ways you could let me join you. We could use my house and you would have a bed to use. By saying this to you, I know that you could have me fired and shamed, but even if you say no, I will never betray you."

My heart rate was about 150, I am sure, but the funeral atmosphere of minutes ago had evaporated into one of elation, not only for being off the hook but also the prospect of having Lisa naked on a bed in a house that smells good and not in a dingy old office with tile floors and a loveseat from who knows where.

It did not click with me about adding a third person until Lisa said, "You mean you want to watch us have sex? Or have sex with us, or both? Here in your house? Hmmm. Well, David and I were just doing this because we wanted so much to experience sex and I was the one that started it."

"Would you agree with that?" she said, looking at me.

I responded with "Uhhh. Yeah."

"So, yes. I think the two of us could do that" she said without any fear.

My mind was spinning thinking this was heading towards me and 2 women in a bedroom, all naked. Suddenly, I was all in. But I did not want to act too interested yet.

"Is this okay with you, Lisa? It sounds like you want it."

"Well, I think even though you are our teacher, you are really just like us, learning as you go. I don't want to discard all of my beliefs, but I concluded awhile back that I did not believe in our restrictive sexual mores. So, yeah! I think I could do this. Will be weird at first though, but like everything, time makes it better. And sneaking around to get oral sex in a closet on an old chair in a room that smells a bit moldy compared to doing it on a nice bed, it is not a question for me." (Hard to believe that Lisa and I already were thinking the same.)

"Would you like to see the bedrooms? We could use the room with two twin beds first, I will stay on one bed and you two take the other. I will probably want to masturbate while I watch you, if that is okay? Are you okay with it David?"

Looking at Lisa to see if there was any sign of disengenuity, I carefully nodded assent. My mouth was dry and at that point, my penis began to harden again.

"Let me show you the room."

Miss Terry led us down a short hallway to a bedroom with two twin beds with matching spreads and three pillows on each. A bedside table with a small light nestled between the beds. She turned on the light; the shade was pink and it cast a muted violet glow over the room. She pulled the shades down and the stepped over between the beds.

"Perhaps I can help break the ice."

She began to unbutton her blouse. Both Lisa and I were watching intently. When Miss Terry dropped her blouse to the bed with her bra-encased breasts in full view, Lisa reacted by unbuttoning her own blouse as Miss Terry looked on, her pink tongue gently wetting her lips. Almost together, she and Miss Terry reached behind their backs and unhooked their brassieres, letting them drop to our respective beds.

I looked on in amazement at 2 beautiful women baring their breasts to me and to each other. They shared a moment separated by one twin bed and then both turned to me with a questioning look. I took the cue and pulled off my own shirt and then started to unbuckle my jeans and slide them off.

They followed suit and Miss Terry said, "David, it was all I could do to look you in the eye earlier rather than stare at your erection. I had never seen one before and wanted desperately to touch you and examine you. But right now, you two need to get back to what you were doing. I hope you don't mind me sitting over here."

With that she sat down on the side of the bed. I turned to Lisa and pulled her to me as soon as she had undressed, and we kissed. My penis, fully erect again was pressed against her belly as we began to lose ourselves in our feelings and desires.

Our kisses and caresses became more frantic and I verbalized my intent. "I want to eat you again. I need you."

She sat on the side of the bed an took ahold of my rigid tool, pulling me gently to her. She gave me a sexy kiss on the top of my penis, licking the small amount of pre-cum from the tip. Then she laid back on the bed and spread her legs in invitation. Looking down at her beautiful body, seeing her sweet vaginal lube already pooling at her entrance, Miss Terry's presence in the room was forgotten and I positioned myself on the bed so that I could make love to Lisa's pussy with my mouth.

I began to kiss her thighs, but she put her hands on my head and pulled me directly to her pussy and whispered, "I can't wait."

Complying, I began to lick her beautiful slit, my hands underneath her cheeks. I focused, as I intuited she wanted, on her clitoris. Her moans immediately filled the air. Obviously the events of the night had her sexual tension at a peak.

I tenderly licked and sucked at her slit, her clit, and ran my nose up and down as well, reveling in her intoxicating scent of arousal. My lips and face were again wet with her delicious lube. Because I was lying flat on the bed rather than kneeling as I had done the other 2 times I had eaten her out, my penis was being gently ground into the bed, providing stimulation I was not used to before and reminding me of my first orgasm.

As Lisa came closer to orgasm and her body began to writhe on the bed, her head rolling from side to side as she said my name and uttered sexy oohs and ahhs as well as affirmations of how good my tongue felt, I raised my head to look at her sexy body and for the first time since I started, not sure how long it had been, I became aware of Miss Terry again and heard sounds I had not noticed before.

Hazarding a brief look before returning to my pussy worship, I saw she was staring straight at me and vigorously frigging her clit, apparently having shed her pants without me being aware. She then began to literally jamher fingers into her hole which made a very erotic squelching noise.

I returned my attention to the lovely pussy in front of me but now my brain was processing not only the delicious taste of Lisa's very horny pussy, its intoxicating scent, but also the erotic sounds of another woman watching us make love while pleasuring herself wantonly in our presence. When I had first raised my head only seconds ago, Lisa's eyes were shut but when I went back to work on her, I noticed they were now open and she was looking in Miss Terry's direction as well. She let out a wonderfully erotic shriek as my tongue made contact again after the brief interlude and she now pressed my head harder into her pussy and in seconds, screamed aloud as a thunderous orgasm shook her body.

Her legs clamped on me so hard it hurt and she pressed my face into her with such force I got a small cut on the inside of my lip from a tooth. She released me a few seconds later, perhaps realizing how hard she was holding me in the throes of her pleasure when Miss Terry let out an orgasmic scream. I raised my head and looked over to see her convulsing in pleasure from what was obviously a massive release as well.

The simultaneous orgasms of the two girls set off my own nuclear reaction and realizing I was about to cum on the sheets, I managed to scramble to my knees, grab my cock to keep the first spurt at bay until I was hovering over Lisa with my glans at pussy level. Releasing my vise-like grip, I unleashed my own explosive torrents of orgasmic ecstasy over Lisa's body. Unquestionably, it was the largest amount of cum I had ever produced at one time. Somewhere between 12 and 15 shots, not dribbles, but long strings of semen covered her. There was cum in her hair, on her face, on her breasts and all over her abdomen, stretching from the top of her pubic hair to the side of her face. In spite of still twitching and shaking from her own orgasm, Lisa managed to squeal with delight at mine. From my left came another shriek of delight.

Finished at last, I leaned over her and kissed her on the mouth, my face wet with her delightful secretions. My chest touched her breasts and I now had my own cum on my chest. I leaned back on my haunches and Lisa raised her head and surveyed my latest Pollack technique.

She giggled, looked at me and said "I think having two naked women in the room agrees with you."

Turning to Miss Terry, she said, "Come survey David's artwork."

She actually came immediately and eagerly and sat on the bed beside us with one foot on the floor and said, "I had no idea a man came like that!" as she looked over Lisa's cum covered torso. "I never imagined it would be so much and shoot out so far!. And, I have never cum so hard in my life as I just did watching the two of you. Thank you so much for doing this. When I barged in on the two of you earlier, I got so wet looking at you both. I was trying hard not to stare at both of you, especially at your penis, David. I wanted to rush over and examine it, touch it and actually do to you what Lisa was doing to you. And I don't know if you knew it or not Lisa, but you had a string of lube hanging from your pussy and I wanted to taste it just as much as I wanted to play with his penis."

Miss Terry then put two fingers of her right hand in her pussy and placed them in front of my lips. I thought she wanted me to taste her, so I took her hand and tried to put her fingers in my mouth and suck them. She pulled them away (to my disappointment) laughing, and said, "No. I wanted you to smell me so you would know why, when I hugged you outside the house, I knew what you had been doing. My pussy smells very much like Lisa's pussy."

To my amazement, Lisa said, "I want to judge."

Again, Miss Terry put two fingers inside her pussy and she offered them to Lisa who not only sniffed, but did what I did what I had wanted and tasted her too.

"I love my own scent and taste, especially on David's face, and I love yours too. What do you think of his cum? Do you want to taste it too?"

"Can I?"

Without waiting for an answer, Miss Terry took her index finger and scooped some from Lisa's left nipple, rubbing over her nipple several times, in my opinion, far more than necessary, and then put it to her lips, sniffing and then sucking my cum down. She then used her thumb and finger to scoop up some more, this time from Lisa's right breast, rubbing the two fingers over her nipple several times and making Lisa gasp, then sucked that down too.

"Smelling him and tasting him makes me horny again," she said. That made my dick twitch.

Lisa said, "He makes me horny too. Let us show you what we do with his cum."

She scooped up some from her belly and used it as lube and began rubbing her clit. I took the cue and began using my hands to spread the cum to her breasts began to gently rub both breasts with my hands, using a light touch to massage and stimulate her nipples. Lisa began to moan again. Miss Terry's hand went to her own pussy and she began to rub herself. She took a finger and gathered some sperm from Lisa's neck and face to use as her own lube. I watched in fascination as both women began to vigorously frig themselves using my semen as lube while I continued to massage Lisa's breasts and nipples.

Then Lisa said, "If you can do more than one thing at a time, you should suck on her nipples, David. Give him your breast," she said then to Miss Terry.

Miss Terry said, "Are you sure?"

"Of course. Let him taste you."

Miss Terry kneeled on the bed beside us with her legs spread, put one hand on my shoulder to steady herself and continued to rub her clit with her other hand. I leaned over an gave as much oral attention to her two breasts and nipples as I was able while still tending to Lisa. Both women's breathing rate increased and sexy moaning filled the room. My formerly flaccid penis began to harden slowly again. I was in heaven sucking on one woman's breasts and rubbing another's. When they both came together a few minutes later, I was hard as a bar of steel again. With a contented sigh, Lisa sat up and asked where the bathroom was.

"My bladder needs relief" she said.

Miss Terry showed us both to a bathroom as I had to go to. Sitting on the toilet, bending over and holding my hard cock down so I could pee without getting urine all over the floor, I thought to myself, "What the heck just happened?" I decided it was wonderful, regardless of my own incredulity.

When I was done and had washed my hands, I went out into the living room as Lisa was coming from the bathroom. Miss Terry went in, leaving us alone for a few minutes. Lisa came to me and hugged me and fondled my still rigid cock.

She kissed me tenderly, and whispered "I have never had such pleasure. And you apparently have a thing for having two women to look at all at once."

"I can't lie. It is amazing. You are both so beautiful and to watch you both cumming just sent me over the edge."

"Well, I think if you want, Miss Terry would like to make you cum while I watch. We talked about it while you were in the bathroom. Seems like you are ready for her," she said with a grin while stroking me and I am sure she felt my cock jerk with excitement at the thought of having another woman play with me.

"She will do it only if I get to watch."

"Well, I have only cum once..."

Lisa kissed me and played with my cock while we waited on Miss Terry. When she came out of the bathroom, she had on a sheer robe tied loosely in the front.

"What did the two of you decide?" she asked.

"As you can tell by looking at him, he is excited at the prospect."

"Me too!" Miss Terry exclaimed.

She walked over and placed a towel she had in her hand onto the couch and asked me to sit on it. I did so, my cock throbbing at the prospect of her sucking me. Looking at Lisa, she asked if it was okay to kiss me. Lisa nodded, though I think with the tiniest hint of reluctance. I had not only a pang of guilt, but also one of anticipation, believing that Lisa and I could become a couple if things kept going well, even if we had only really been hanging out together for a few weeks.

Those thoughts were swept away, however, as Miss Terry straddled me on the couch and looking into my eyes, gently and tentatively kissed me on the mouth. Soon, our tongues were caressing each other and I was in heaven. I could feel the heat of her pussy rubbing on my dick. She leaned back slightly and untied her robe to expose her breasts and pulled my head to her, a signal to suck her nipples again.

After no more than a minute of oral attention to her lovely breasts, she backed off the couch and kneeled before me, pushing my legs apart to give her good access.

"Lisa, thank you. For me this is just physical but I can see the emotional connection you have with each other and if you change your mind, I will pull away. But I want you to know how grateful I am to be able to share him with you, even a little bit. Are you still okay with me sucking him?"

"It is okay. You have already done so much for us tonight. I might want to get involved with his other parts though while you work over his penis."

"Sounds good to me. He will like getting attention from us both, " she said smiling at me.

With that exchange, she took my now aching cock in her hand and then bent to kiss my head. Lisa kneeled next to me on the couch and began to kiss me. I kissed her back with quiet fervor and with one hand, caressed a lovely breast and with the other, kneaded her cute ass. We both stopped a couple of times to look down at Miss Terry's head bobbing on my cock or looking into her eyes as she licked up and down my shaft while staring back at us.

The intensity of this interaction with these two women soon had me groaning with pleasure and my abs, such as they were, contracting in time with my now gently bucking hips. In spite of her amateur technique, I was loving it. As I drew closer to orgasm, Lisa took to kissing my neck and rubbing her hands on my chest. She even reached over to rub Miss Terry's back and in return, Miss Terry put her hand on Lisa's thigh and rubbed her, remarkably close to her pussy I noted.

That more or less was the final stimulus and I shouted a warning: "I am going to cum!"

Without much more ado, I began to spurt into her mouth, at which point she closed her lips around my glans. My first spurt made her gag and then she got her tongue positioned so my cum shots did not hit the back of her throat. As such, she was able to take all of me and swallowed my entire offering completely before she released my happy member from its oral cocoon. I felt so good! I kissed Lisa again, almost ravenously, and whispered my thanks in her ear. When our lips parted, Miss Terry pushed herself up into position to kiss me as well. Once again, I found kissing a woman who had just blown me to be incredibly erotic.

We all stood together and Miss Terry tied her robe.

"As much as I have loved this, you both need to get back to your dorms before curfew. We can do this again on Saturday if you like?"

Lisa said yes before I could even process the question, so I simply grinned. Big and goofy. We dressed quickly and made our way back to our dorms, managing one more covert kiss and hug on the open campus. When we got back to the dorm, I called her on the house phone and waited for her to pick up (we did not have phones in our rooms, only in the rec room and lobby of each dorm). We both had our busiest class schedule the next day and I asked her if she was able to go for a walk after dinner tomorrow. To my delight, she said she could.

Both Thursday and Friday, we spent time on walks, talking and meeting in the dining hall together. We found out a great deal more about each other over the next couple of days. Avid readers, we shared common interests in European history, espionage novels, and biographies. We also shared common interests in a great deal of music including opera and classical music, not something many of our peers had any inkling of, much less interest. We both loved impressionist art. She liked to play tennis when she was able but was never on a team. I mostly ran for health and rode a bicycle when I was at home. We found lots to talk about as we anticipated next Saturday.

When we arrived at the house on Saturday, Miss Terry had made us all a meal of pasta and sauce with some steamed vegetables, having told us not to eat before coming over. She was a great cook, at least compared to the food we had in the dining hall. That night, we spent 2 and half hours after dinner engrossed in each other's bodies (the girls did not do anything together, no lesbian tendencies yet), with multiple intense orgasms all around and on my part, three separate ejaculations. I did not think I could get tired of this or that it could get any better. We did this on repeat for the next 3 Saturdays and each time planned enthusiastically for the next. Lisa and I meanwhile became closer still, sharing as much time together as possible.

The next Saturday, Lisa and I pooled our money and brought takeout so Miss Terry did not have to cook. We let her know ahead of time to save her some work and to thank her for all she had done. She hinted at a surprise for us as well. We ate grilled chicken and strawberry salads from a local steakhouse while talking about school and our plans for the future. During each of our previous meals together, we had talked about our families and upbringing, stories with a common theme for each of us. Sex usualy came up a fair amount but this time it did not.

I was not even thinking about the surprise and I don't think Lisa was either. We finished our meal, helped tidy the kitchen as per usual, and Lisa and I popped chewing gum while Miss Terry brushed her teeth. While she was in the bathroom, we kissed and hugged and for the first time that day and chatted brightly about Saturday night sex! My penis reacted as usual by getting hard in my jeans. When Miss Terry came out of the bathroom, she had on the sheer robe she had worn a few weeks ago when she gave me that fabulous blowjob. As usual, she looked stunning to me.

"Follow me you two."

For the first time, we went into her room which had a king sized bed and a chest on each side of the bed. The blinds were already drawn and the 2 bedside lamps cast a muted, pleasant glow over the room.

"Tonight, we will all share this bed if that is okay with you."

"We would love to!" I said without hesitation, then fearful that I was too enthusiastic, looked at Lisa who to my relief was smiling in agreement.

Without further ado, I began to undress Lisa who got in bed next to Miss Terry who had lied down on the other side. I undressed and joined them. Miss Terry lay on her side and raised one knee into the air and began to rub her pussy, which I could see and hear was already wet. I began to kiss Lisa on the lips, and to kiss her neck. For the next five minutes or so, Lisa and I made out in front of our teacher. I made my way down Lisa's body to eat her out, my favorite thing to do. On two different occasions, I had eaten out Miss Terry and I loved doing it to both of them. From my left came a sexy moan as I began to orally lavish Lisa's very wet pussy.

"I love to watch this" Miss Terry said a she bent closer to get a better view of my tongue at work (not really work, the best playtime ever!).

For the first time while I was making love to Lisa with my mouth, Miss Terry put her hand on Lisa's mons, and then gently rubbed her abdomen. Ultimately, she made larger circles and then she began to touch Lisa's breasts. Lisa was beginning to thrash around a bit, signaling her coming climax. I was licking up all her vaginal lube and reveling in her scent. When her breasts came under the caressing touch of Miss Terry's hand, she began to buck more and she became louder. Tweaking both nipples put her over the edge and she cried out loud as her thighs tried to create a diamond from my skull. I kept my tongue going to give her full satisfaction and she finally let me loose. The side of my face actually hurt but I did not care because I knew how great I had made her feel. Over the last few weeks, I had learned how to keep from rubbing my cock in the bed while I ate out the girls and as such, did not feel the need to immediately spray her body with cum. As it turns out, that was a good thing.

"I hope you did not mind me touching you, Lisa" Miss Terry said.

"Oh, no! It was already so amazing but that just set me off and launched me into orbit. It was wonderful, actually," she said in a somewhat dreamy voice.

"Well, would you two like your surprise?" Lisa and I looked at each other and shrugged.

"I thought getting to play on your bed was the surprise" I said.

"No, silly. Sit up between Lisa's legs. Let me see you."

I did as she asked and she reached out and stroked my very rigid cock. Then she slipped off her robe and reached into the pocket pulling out a small square packet and she dropped her robe on the floor. She tore open the package, which I now recognized as a condom, and without asking, she placed it on the tip of my penis and rolled it down. I almost thought I was going to cum from that alone. Lisa's eyes were as wide as saucers.

"I figured it would be hard for you two to get contraception so I helped out by getting some condoms for you. I assumed you would like to make love to each other. And I would like to watch. I will probably go to hell for it but I absolutely love watching you two."

With some more timidity she also said, "And if you both did not mind, if David wanted to and it did not bother you Lisa, maybe he could do it to me too."

Lisa and I looked at each other, instinctively knowing by our that shared glance we would not pass up this opportunity to make love.

She said after only the briefest hesitation, "I get to watch while he makes love to you but I get to go first."

"Thank you! I feel like a kid in a candy store! I have another surprise too. I got you a three month supply of birth control pills so if you start taking them today, you can make love without a condom in 4 weeks. I have been on them for months because of some medical issue so I can have sex without a condom but I will have David use one if you both want him to."

I did not answer, thinking only about actually being inside Lisa. She said "No need to use them on you then." I was just loving this girl more and more.

"Now go slowly when you enter her David. I assume her hymen is still intact and it will hurt her when you break it and she will bleed some. Just be very gentle. Lisa, I want you to rest your head on my lap while he enters you and I will get you through this. Once it is broken, you will start to like it even more. May take a day or so for you to get over the initial discomfort."

When Lisa nodded assent, they positioned themselves with Miss Terry leaning back against the headboard of the bed, Lisa's head on her right thigh and Miss Terry's left leg spread wide. As I made love to Lisa for the first time, I would have a view of Miss Terry's pussy gaping open right next to Lisa's head. Who could ask for anything better.

"Take some spit and rub it over the tip of the condom, David and then enter her very slowly."

I did as she asked, lubing the tip of my rubber encased glans with saliva and then, leaning over Lisa and supporting my weight on my outstretched left arm, holding my dick at its base, I positioned myself at her entrance and slowly applied some pressure. She was slick with her own vaginal lube and my tip entered like a hot knife in butter. Already, I felt as though I had gone to a higher level of heaven than all of my other ecstasies thus far. Lisa's eyes widened and she gave a little gasp.

"Wow! It feels big to me. Nothing more than my finger has ever been in there before aside from a god awful speculum. Just go slowly," she cautioned me.

I gently eased forward some more and then in fact hit some resistance.

"I think I am at your hymen," I said.

"David, pull back a little and then ease forward again." Miss Terry was stroking Lisa's hair with one hand and her other was rubbing her shoulder.

I did as she said, pulling my penis back slightly in Lisa's canal and then easing forward again. I did this several times.

Lisa said, "That feels pretty good. Try to go farther."

I continued several more times and then pushed a bit harder as I came up against her hymen again. Using more force, I repeated my thrusting motion with the extra force and she made a little grimace.

"Now, just go for it," said Miss Terry.

With a few more strokes like the previous ones, I then pushed hard and the resistance gave way. Lisa cried out, immediately making me feel terrible.

"I am sorry! I hurt you, didn't I?" I cried.

"Yes, but it is okay. It had to happen. Just be still for a minute." I noted some tears in her eyes and it broke my heart.

"Take deep breaths, Lisa" said Miss Terry and she rubbed her head, shoulder and wiped away some tears from the corner of her eyes. "It will get better."

I stayed fairly still, not thrusting inside her but I did lean closer and kiss her gently on the lips. Lisa returned the kiss and soon we were quite passionately making out. Instinctively, I began to thrust again, very gently at first and then added more cadence. "

"I feel like I have some sand in my vagina but it still feels kinda good."

"David, pull out of her for a moment." She reached into the bedside table and got some lube and then squirted some in her hand. Leaning forward, she rubbed my condom with the lube, stroking me a bit as well. She then wiped her hand on a towel she pulled from the drawer.

"Enter her again, David," she commanded with a rather lustful and throaty voice.

I laughed at that and then raised up slightly and looked down as I pushed my very happy penis back into Lisa's vagina. Very slowly now, I pulled my very rigid cock almost all the way out and then slowly pushed all the way back in. I noticed some blood on the condom but really it was not much.

"That is an amazing sight, Lisa. We are one now. Look!"

She raised her head and looked at my penis, fully inside her. She smiled at me and pulled my head down for a kiss. "I love it! Make love to me."

So I did. Slowly at first and then with more vigor. It felt better to me and Lisa said it was better too after the lube. Kissing Lisa again on the lips and then on her neck, I noticed the scent of Miss Terry's aroused pussy. At the same time, I felt Miss Terry's hand brushing my chest and then I realized she was caressing Lisa's breast.

Unable to stop the chemical chain reaction in my groin, I pulled away from her neck and the beautiful naked pussy beside it and exclaimed, "OH No!" I immediately began squirting my load into the condom.

It felt wonderful but I experienced shame at having cum so quickly. "I am sorry, Lisa. I came. I could not help it, it felt so good, so amazing."

"Shussh." She pulled me to her and kissed me deeply, even as my cock was still spasming inside her and I could feel my semen oozing out of the tip of my penis.

"It is okay. We can do it many more times. This was never going to be my best time but I am happy I made you cum inside me."

"How was it?" We both looked up at Miss Terry, having essentially forgotten she was there for a minute, in spite of the scent of her aroused pussy and roaming hand having set of my orgasm in obvious conjunction with the spectacular feeling of intercourse.

I pulled out of Lisa and leaned back on my haunches, my cock starting to droop and said "How could something so amazing and wonderful be wrong? I loved it and hope Lisa will love it as much as I do the next time."

"I can already tell I am going to love it too," Lisa said. Turning to look at Miss Terry, she said, "Thank you so much for doing this and making this possible for us."

"You are most welcome and thank you for letting me share with you. I have never had a man inside me and I can't wait if it is still okay with you two. You don't have to pop my cherry though, David, I did it myself a couple of years ago. Let's go get you two cleaned up and get something to drink."

Lisa and I went into the bathroom together for the first time. I pulled my condom off, cum dripping off my penis as I did and then put it in the trash can. Lisa sat down on the commode and urinated. Neither of us had any shame or embarrassment. I turned on the water so it would get warm and then soaked and wrung out a washcloth and handed it to her. She cleaned her groin, which had pinkish secretions coming from her pussy and red streaks of blood on her thighs where my condom had left streaks as I moved in and out of her. I rinsed the cloth and cleaned my penis and balls. She was still sitting on the toilet and reached out a hand to pull me closer to her and then she kissed my belly and my penis, giving it a little lick and then putting my flaccid member fully in her mouth and sucking on me. I was in heaven, but I did not start getting hard again. Yet.

We met Miss Terry in the kitchen and she had sparkling water for us all ready. We were thirsty and made short work of the drinks.

"I can't deny I am very horny after watching you two and if you are still up for it, I would like my turn now."

"Let's go!" Lisa said. Miss Terry got on the bed first, positioning herself in the middle.

Lisa took my balls and limp penis in her hand and said, "He will be ready in a minute. David, why don't you start by eating her out?" That was an offer I could not refuse.

I made out with Miss Terry by lying on top of her and we kissed. Lisa busied herself by rubbing my back and occasionally reaching down to caress my balls and my dick which was slowly coming back to life.

I thoroughly enjoyed making my way down our teacher's body, spending time sucking her delicious nipples, smelling her skin, licking her belly button and then finally, nuzzling my nose in her pubic hair before positioning myself between her legs. I inhaled her heady scent which made my penis twitch with pleasure. I began to lick her from bottom to top, already tasting her delicious lube.

To my surprise, Lisa, using both her hands, gently parted Miss Terry's lips and exposed her clitoris to me. Very gently, I began to lick her clit. Soon, she was very wet and was moaning that sexy song of arousal. Lisa left me to my ministrations and then to my further amazement, I saw that she began to suck on Miss Terry's right nipple. I was now at full rigidity and ready to fuck!

"Oh, I am so close, David. Make me cum with your tongue."

I kept up my oral caresses and then she put her hands on my head and pressed me tightly to her clit. I kept my tongue moving and protected her sensitive skin from my teeth, though she was making that hard too, much like my dick. I felt more than saw, Lisa switching to her left nipple and the combination of that stimulation with my clitoral caresses pushed Miss Terry over the edge and she cried out with pleasure and shook from what was obviously a momentous climax.

I enjoyed the fruits of it with several gushes of delicious liquid Terry treasure. My face was covered and as she let me free from the wonderful bondage between her legs, Lisa was there to meet me with a kiss. She actually licked my face clean and kissed me perhaps more erotically than ever before.

"Fuck her, Baby. I am so turned on. Fuck her right now. I can't wait to watch."

Miss Terry's head was lolling slowly left and right and her eyes were closed. I did not ask permission, but leaned over her, grabbed my penis and entered her. I sank right to the hilt. It felt absolutely magical. I had no worries about hurting her, I knew all three of us wanted it, and I could not imagine anything I would rather do.

Without opening her eyes, she placed her hands on my back, spread her legs further apart and said, "Oh, David! That feels wonderful. Make love to me."

I kissed her and she kissed back as we started to move together. I was certainly still awkward and frankly, so was she, but we managed to get into a rhythm and soon I was in an even higher level of heaven. She was staring at me with bright, sexy eyes and I felt I was looking into her soul. Our bodies slapped together making the universal noise of love. Lisa rubbed my back and I looked at her shiny, bright and frankly loving eyes as well as I continued to thrust into Miss Terry. Lisa and I kissed as I leaned backwards and this time, Miss Terry again reached up to caress Lisa's breasts. When our lips parted, I looked down and watched myself thrusting in and out of that beautiful vagina, to me, the soul of the woman. I saw her giving herself to me, a gift of love and generosity, just as I had thought of Lisa's gift.

I would like to say that I fucked her to multiple orgasms and tried her in every position but in fact, I am sure our coupling did not last more than 7 or 8 minutes. Miss Terry did cum, but probably could have cum more. In spite of having had a wonderful orgasm in Lisa, the newness of this experience, the sheer eroticism of having these 2 naked women wanting me at the same time, and the spectacular feeling of fucking a woman bareback was too much for me to last.

Somewhat breathless, I asked Miss Terry, "I am close to cumming again. Do you want me to slow down and so we can go longer?"

"No, David. I want you to enjoy it and I want to feel you cum inside me."

I bent to kiss her on the mouth, and then burying my face in her neck, I came. When I was done, I could hardly move and lay on top of her. She was kissing my face and I felt both her hands and Lisa's caressing my back. I have never felt so good. It was so much better than my one experience with Lisa which made me feel guilty, but I knew future times with her would be just as good if not better.

I did not want to pull out of her, but finally did, especially as I was losing my erection. Then I saw my cum leaking from her pussy. I was enthralled! I used my fingers to play in my love liquid and spread it up over her clit, caressing her. She seemed to like this and so I continued. She had a very quick and intense orgasm a few minutes later. Lisa meanwhile had been kissing me and then had performed some kind of contortionist maneuver to suck my penis clean. Heaven cannot possibly be better than this.

For the next 3 weeks, we met up at Miss Terry's house at least twice and one week, 3 times. I took turns making love to the girls. One night, I made love to Lisa twice. The first time, as all previous ones, was missionary style, and always after making love to their pussies with my mouth. They would both suck on my dick before I put on my condom for Lisa or before I entered Miss Terry, but not to the point of me coming in their mouths. I was good with that. Fucking right now was better to me than blow jobs.

This particular night was a Tuesday and tomorrow was July the Fourth so we did not have school. Both Lisa and I signed out for the night, saying we were staying with family. Miss Terry felt like family to us. We had a great meal that night, watched a movie on VHS and then made love in the king sized bed for an hour and a half. It was 1145 PM. Typically, we would have been gone for almost 3 hours by now but we were lying in the bed talking about our favorite July 4th memories. Each of us had managed to make the others laugh with some silly or stupid story from our childhood.

At this point, Miss Terry said she had a memory she would like to tell us.

"The July 4th before I went to college was special because it was a few days after my eighteenth birthday and was the last holiday before I left home for college. My mother had set up a table outside that we were going to eat at and we had all pitched in and made something special for the occasion, even my brother. I had just gone outside to take all the plates and napkins. I heard quite a ruckus from the next yard and looked over the fence where our neighbors' two dogs were running in the yard. I watched in fascination as the male dog caught the female and then jumped on her back. Although I not sure, I felt he was probably fucking her. They bred German Shepherds but I had never seen this happen before. My parents came out in the yard and my mother saw me watching them, screamed and covered my eyes and guided me back to the house. I was pretty mad at her reaction. To goad her a bit in an act of teenage rebellion, I asked what the dogs were doing. I was told not to ask about it,

2 days later, Mr. Hudson, my neighbor was in the front yard as I was walking out to get the mail. He waved at me and we exchanged pleasantries. He was a very nice man. so I screwed up the courage to ask him about the dogs. He laughed out loud and told me they were having sex. It was the time of year they were breeding. And then he said, that is why they call it "doggy style" going on to say just like when your husband takes you from behind. "I think women like it that way just as much as the dogs," he said to me. I immediately started thinking about some future husband doing that to me. I managed to go to my room right after that and masturbate.

So, I was wondering if the two of you would like to try it 'doggy style' to celebrate the Fourth. We actually can do it a lot of different ways, like me and Lisa on top of you, David, or we can lie on our sides and you spoon us. I think you will like exploring new ways of making love."

Talking about fucking again, even after cumming twice was already urging my penis to wakefulness. Turns out, Lisa and I both were up for new things. After a short round of making out, this time kissing both girls in turn, sampling all four nipples, and having my rod stroked, sometimes by two hands at once, I was ready for entry. Of course, Miss Terry insisted Lisa get first go. But then, in an even more interesting twist, she positioned herself in front of Lisa with her legs spread wide and her back propped up against the backboard.

Basically, Lisa had to get on all fours with her face almost in Miss Terry's crotch. She did so without hesitation and I got all the benefit once again of looking at the best parts of all this amazing female anatomy. Lisa had a very cute butt and this was perhaps the first time I got to look at her in this position when she was naked. I immediately loved the look of her small chocolate starfish just above her opening. Little drops of lube were apparent on her entrance and I bent down to lick her. As I ran my tongue up her slit, she shuddered and I licked some more. Then I had an epiphany! Had it been four weeks since Lisa started on her birth control pills?

I immediately queried the women. "When did you start on your pills, Lisa? Has it been 4 weeks?"

Lisa looked back at me, "Three weeks and 5 days" she said without hesitation.

She then turned to Miss Terry and said, "Do you think it is okay? We have been looking forward to it."

"I think you are safe," she said with a smile.

I was exultant at that! Without further ado, I tried to position myself for entry. Being my first attempt at doggy style, I fumbled about a bit, but eventually got myself in what seemed to be a good position. The thought of making love to Lisa without a condom was just exhilarating. I rubbed my glans in the moisture she was producing for me and then tried to enter her. Again, with some trial and error, my glans finally slid in. My thought as I gently pushed forward and she pushed back was that heaven kept getting better and better. When my entire length was inside her, I savored the moment until she looked back and asked if I was okay.

"Never better."

With that, I began to thrust inside her. Enthralling as all of our other couplings had been, this was thus far my favorite, for two reasons: first, I had such a great view of my cock joining with her and her labia hugging me tightly as I pulled back. Second, I loved the idea of being bare inside her. Not until several years later, when we decided to have children did I have such a sense of euphoria fucking her.

Having not done this before, we both had a bit of a learning curve to overcome, though the thought came to mind that fucking was like pizza: even when it is not the best it is great (at least to a college student). Lisa tried moving back against me as I thrust forward into her beautiful pussy, she stayed motionless as I moved, and we tried me being still while she did all the work. Needless to say, each had its good points and its better points. While we were going at it, Miss Terry was watching with lust filled eyes and rubbing her own pussy.

At one point she reached out and caressed Lisa's face and then fondled her breasts. Lisa for her part then rested on her elbows, another new thing which I liked immensely, for it was a different and extremely pleasant change in the pressure on my penis. I liked it even more after Lisa started kissing Miss Terry's thighs. Miss Terry did some moaning of her own to go along with Lisa's and soon I was treated to a chorus of sexual ecstasy. This grew in intensity when apparently, Lisa began to finger Miss Terry. I had to lean over but could see she had her finger in Miss Terry's vagina and was apparently caressing her inner walls with tremendous benefit.

Miss Terry's eyes rolled back as she began to frig her clit at a frantic pace, hips bucking such that it was jostling Lisa who was joined to her only through her right index finger being buried inside an extremely wet, squelching pussy. Miss Terry then came, hard, abs forcing involuntary crunches, toes curling tightly as her legs did some sort of dance on their own on the bed.

Lisa pulled her finger from Miss Terry's vagina, licked it and then began her own convulsions as she came. I joined the party, my penis squirting relentlessly as I felt pleasure envelope my groin and radiate through my core. The fucking felt so good, though that I kept going and Lisa had another small orgasm closely following the first. I am fairly confident that I came a little bit more, feeling some more cum ooze from my penis.

When she finished, I stopped thrusting and just enjoyed the feeling of being inside her, noticing I could feel our co-mingled cum dripping onto my balls. I slowly pulled away and for the first time, had a view of my love dripping out of my girl's pretty pussy and onto the sheets.

Lisa maneuvered over Miss Terry's leg and lying beside her looked at me and smiled, "That was awesome! You feel wonderful inside me, skin on skin. I did not know the condom made such a difference for me too. I love it!"

Miss Terry for her part was still gently touching her pussy. Her pubic hair was soaked. I wanted to taste her.

So, I asked "Can I eat you out?" looking directly at her.

"Only if I can clean your cock."

"Okay to let her taste us, Lisa?"

"Yes, but I may want to taste her too."

Without further discussion, Miss Terry got in front of me on all fours and licked my cock clean. After three orgasms this evening alone, it did not respond by getting hard but I still loved the sensation. She then lay back and I asked Lisa if she wanted to go first.

She maneuvered in between her legs and began to kiss her thighs, clearly enjoying the moment. "You smell so good, just like me when I am horny." With that she began to sample another woman's snatch for the first time.

I looked on in amazement. Over the next 15 minutes, we traded back and forth pleasuring that wonderful pussy with out mouths. Lisa was taking her turn, butt up in the air and I then started rub her pussy too. Looking at the many wonders in front of me (pussy up in the air, girl eating out another, gorgeous breasts on display which Miss Terry was servicing herself by nipple pinching), my penis finally started coming to life.

Smelling my fingers, redolent with Lisa's scent and then kissing her buttocks and back while I fingered her, listening to the sounds of Miss Terry moan with pleasure as Lisa licked her, I became fully erect and eager to fuck again. As I was watching Lisa make love to her pussy with her mouth, I began to stroke my rigid cock. Miss Terry's eyes, previously closed as she neared her climax popped open.

Her eyes tracked to my hand, stroking my cock and then she looked me in the eye and mouthed "I want that."

Seconds later, she exploded, her legs rigidly out to the side, and with her hands, she pulled Lisa's face hard into her pussy, convulsing and moaning loudly with pleasure.

Not usually one to make demands, I said with some authority, "I want you now!" while looking directly into Miss Terry's eyes. "And I want to watch you eat Lisa while I fuck you."

No resistance was forthcoming and both women positioned themselves. I wasted no time plunging into Miss Terry's sopping wet and smoldering cunt. I almost could not contain myself. With one had on each hip, I fucked like I had never done before, my strokes pounding into her and making the beautiful slapping noise of sex reverberate off the walls. For her part, she placed her hands underneath Lisa's butt cheeks and made love to her with her mouth. I was enthralled with the slick looking fluid covering my cock and forming a ring of whitish goo near the base of my cock as I repeatedly rammed myself in and of this beautiful woman.

When I tired slightly and slowed down, leaning forward to kiss her back, she looked back at me and said "Don't stop!" Who was I to deny such a directive so I went back to fucking her hard.

I was sweating, grunting as I fucked, and both girls were moaning. I reached around after licking my fingers to massage Miss Terry's clit and found that I had not needed the saliva as her whole slit and pubic hair were slick and wet. I managed to rub her while I fucked her, she shortly afterward came, shuddering softly and momentarily was unable to give Lisa attention. Lisa made up for it by finishing herself off with her fingers, making a good bit more noise than Miss Terry.

By this time, both Miss Terry and I were a bit tired of being on our knees and she settled into a prone position. We did not uncouple as we settled down. This allowed me to stretch my legs and I began the quest to finish my orgasm inside her. Miss Terry maneuvered her hand underneath her to rub her clit as I fucked her. This position I really liked as I slid in and out of her, her pussy walls tighter around me than usual.

When Lisa started rubbing my butt cheek as I nuzzled my face into Miss Terry's neck, I turned to kiss her. "I love how turned on you are right now," she whispered in my ear. "Look into my eyes when you cum inside her," she commanded me.

Lisa began to caress my butt and gave some gentle strokes to my balls. Because I had already cum three times, my stamina was good. I was enjoyed a slower rhythm after the frantic pace of a few minutes ago. I felt as though every good and wonderful thing in the world was concentrated in my rigid, thrusting penis, encased as it was in this warm, tight, wet glove.

When I began to feel the beginning of that wonderful sensation in my groin, I turned to Lisa and mouthed, "I am going to cum." Staring directly into her eyes, and in spite of the fact my cock was in Miss Terry's warm, tight, wet pussy, my orgasm ignited. I was ejaculating my cum, my love and my being directly into Lisa's soul. I barely felt Miss Terry's orgasm with mine, her whimpers of joy barely reaching my consciousness as Lisa mouthed, "I love you."

Those whispered words froze those moments in time for me. I can still remember looking down at my handiwork, cum from me and whipped girl lube oozing from a beautiful, gaping vagina, a ring of cum around my glans and streaks of it up and down my shaft. Miss Terry lay exhausted with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.

I maneuvered next to Lisa and we lay side by side, staring into each other's eyes and I said, "I love you."

Miss Terry appeared to be asleep and we were not far behind. I woke with a start and realized we were all asleep side by side. It was 2 in the morning. The room smelled of sweat and sex. I wanted a shower as my cock was stuck to my leg. I gently shook Lisa and woke her, saying we should go to the bathroom, that she needed to pee and then we could shower and come back to bed.

We got up, trying to keep from waking our teacher. After cleaning up and getting a drink, we came back to find the bed empty. We lay down and spooned each other, trying without much success to avoid the wet spots. Miss Terry put her head in the door and softly asked if we were awake still.

"Yes, but not for long I replied. "You two wore me out in the best possible way."

"Me too. I will let you two sleep here and take the other room. See you in the morning."

We woke at just after 8 in the morning, and I realized it was the first time I had ever slept with a woman before. I began to caress her but did not want to kiss her because I don't like my morning breath and I did not like her's either. It did not keep me from getting an erection, however, which also made it hard to pee. When she stirred, we headed to the bathroom together. We both got in bed again after voiding and brushing our teeth and I asked her how she felt about last night.

"David, I adore you. I love what you do to me, how horny you make me, how good you have become at loving me. I also love the way you treat me outside this house. I have such a great time with you. Having shared so much together the last few months, I don't want it to end. Miss Terry has been so awesome sharing her house with us but last night, as much as I enjoyed the physical part of being with you both, as much fun as it was to go down on her and have her go down on me, I think I want to just be with you from now on. I get off on watching you make love to me and to her, but now I just want you to make love to me."

Reaching out to caress my still erect penis, she leaned over and kissed my glans, and said "I want this all to myself from now on. Do you want to be just with me, David?"

I am not very emotional but that morning, I could not help myself and my voice cracked a bit as I said, "Yes. I love fucking her. But, I have felt guilty many times as I came inside her, even though you were there looking on. I love fucking you more and I just want to be with you. Of course, she may not want us to come over anymore if we are not going to involve her but we will find a way to be together. Let's make use of this bed one more time, just in case."

That morning, we made love with more passion and intensity of feeling than ever before. I remember it with absolute clarity to this day.

When we finished and dressed, we found Miss Terry at the kitchen table with 3 place settings and some pastries and juice for us. We sat and talked about current events and plans for the week and then, I broached the subject of monogamy.

To our surprise, Miss Terry said, "I agree with you. I have loved every minute of this but I can see you two are growing ever closer together and I don't want to compromise your relationship. When I can, I will let you 'borrow' my house. I can't thank you enough for everything and I absolutely loved the ride!"

We left that day, ebullient and relieved. For the rest of summer break, Miss Terry was very accommodating and we got to make love a couple of times a week. When the first semester started, we were both so busy, as was she, that it was about once a month.

Lisa was able to borrow a friend's bicycle and we found places around town we could go for privacy on the weekends. We learned to enjoy making love outside with Lisa usually standing and me taking her from behind. Even in the winter, we found ways to couple. We chanced the closet on occasion, checking with Miss Terry to ensure she thought it was okay. Miss Terry continued to provide her with BCPs. We sometimes also found ways, very dangerous though it was, for her to relieve me on other parts of the campus with a mind-melting blowjob or me her with a wet, quick fingering.

About mid-term, we found out that the new history professor, a younger man just out of college was now dating Miss Terry. We were very happy for her. It was even more rare for us to get a chance to make love in her home and when we passed by the home at night and the bedroom lights were on, we giggled at the thought of what was going on in there. I am sure the history professor's mind was being blown along with his dick.

Lisa and I made it through college, got into the same med school, got married after our second year there and have had an amazing 3 decades together. Never again did we share our bed with another person. But one last story is worth telling.

About 30 years after college our kids were gone from home. We were still fucking 3 or 4 times a week and enjoying our lives. I was away for a few days on a trip to a medical conference when I returned home at one in the afternoon. Lisa met me at the door and we hugged and kissed as usual. I was ready to bed her down right then, but she proved to have other plans.

"David. I have a confession to make and I hope you won't be mad at me. I woke up yesterday morning and had been dreaming of our time with Miss Terry, at least the part where she and I were going down on each other. I woke up at 8 but had an appointment for a massage with Winnie."

(Winnie is a beautiful Philpino woman about 10 years younger than we were and she ran a massage business which Lisa and I frequented and with whom we had become good friends. She was always commenting to us what a beautiful couple we were.)

"When I got there, I was so horny, I could barely think straight. Winnie started with me on my belly and I asked her to massage my ass, something she does not usually do. David, it felt so good. Anyway, When I turned over, my sheet fell off onto the floor and when she bent over to pick it up, I told her to leave it off of me. She started on my arms and I asked her to massage my breasts. She did not even hesitate and the way she did it made me remember when you used to cum on them and then rub your cum into them. That made me even more horny and I was having a hard time keeping still. After a bit, she started massaging my stomach and she bent over my head, her hands getting very close to my mons. She smelled good David and my pussy was watering even more. Her shirt was hanging down and I could see her bare belly and her bra.

I wanted her to touch me. I took her hands in mine and moved them down to my pussy. She moved to my side and I spread my legs and she started to rub me, David. I did not want her to stop. My pussy was on fire and so wet. I started caressing her thigh and her buttocks. She looked at me David and then nodded. She took her clothes off, David and she climbed on me and we made love 69 style. and then again, each taking turns eating each other out. I have not wanted to make love to a woman since college and even now, don't want to again in the for-seeable future, but I wanted it so badly after that dream. After, she and I talked and we decided you should fuck her if you want. I made you an appointment with her in 30 minutes and she made sure there were no other clients for 2 hours. I want you to go and make love to her and then come home and make love to me, David."

I was stunned but also aroused and inflamed with lust. We had been faithful to each other all these years but I could not be mad at her and to be frank, I had always wondered what was hidden underneath Winnie's clothes. She had a lovely chest and sometimes showed some cleavage. Her black shoulder length hair was shiny and I always thought she smelled wonderful. She was short and obviously worked out and had what looked to be a firm ass and toned legs, usually covered in Lulu Lemon tights.

"I understand you, Lisa. I know we have both had some dreams of our college days and I know when we have reminisced about our time with Miss Terry, we usually ended up fucking for a couple of hours so I know exactly how horny you must have felt. I came home with plans of taking you straight to the bedroom but if it will be more exciting for you after (I let the word hang in the air for a moment) then I want to do it because it will be for me as well."

"By the time you get back, I will be so wet. I will be naked in the bed with my legs spread. Let me know you are on your way home."

We kissed and I made my way to the car for the ten minute drive to Winnie's business. When I had showered at the hotel that morning before getting on my flight, I had been hard in the shower but though I had stroked myself a bit, I did not cum, wanting to save it for Lisa. I was pleased I had not as I was going to have to get it up several times today. Knowing I was no longer in my twenties, I hoped I was up to it.

My cock was semi-hard throughout my short drive and needed adjustment as I got to the door of Winnie's shop. She opened the door and ushered me in, locking it behind me and putting up an "OUT TO LUNCH" sign.

"Hi David. I am so glad you are here. I guess that means you are not mad at us?" she said with a pained expression.

"I can't see myself getting mad at Lisa. She is everything to me and I understand not only what happened, but why and I actually want to thank you for helping her out. I don't want you to think though that this is something that is going to be routine. I have always been attracted to you but I would never hurt my wife and because of how she presented this to me, I am not mad at her or you."

Her face showed relief and she said,"Great! Then let's just do her bidding and make each other feel good."

She took me by the hand and led me to her couples room where she had put the two tables together and covered them with a foam mattress and a sheet to make a slightly bigger place to play. The typical music was playing and the room smelled of rosemary and mint essential oil.

"Is it okay to kiss? We did, though not until after."

"I would love to kiss you. I was given explicit instructions to make love to you. Hard to do that without kissing."

Our lips met, her lips moist and soft, her breath clean and pleasantly reminiscent of mint. Our tongues met as well and we were soon lost in each other, my hands feeling her ass for the first time, firm and sexy as I thought it was. She explored me as well and soon I was holding a handful of her right breast, somewhat bigger than LIsa's. She felt my erection and murmured appreciatively. We broke for air and then as if by unspoken agreement began to disrobe.

She was stunning! She had smooth, tight skin without a wrinkle, a gift Asian women are blessed with for many years. Her breasts proved to be natural (Lisa had finally had implants to make hers stand up a little better after the ravages of two kids and man did they look great to me) and she had smaller areolas than Lisa with large nipples that were firm and begging for attention. I managed to get my clothes off faster and pulled her to me to taste and suck on those nipples. For the first time in decades, my erection was pinned to the belly of another woman as sucked on her luscious tits.

Winnie moaned with pleasure at the attention. She took my very hard tool in her hand and gently stroked me, using my own pre-cum to rub my frenulum with her thumb. She had wonderful hands as one would expect. She was naked except for her panties which I decided had to come off. I kneeled on the floor before her and slid them down. She was shaved completely, something that Lisa had never done. I always told her I loved her just the way she was and did not want her to have to fuss with keeping her pussy hairless. I had to admit, however, that Winnie's cutchie alopecia was extremely sexy.

I ran my nose through her slit, the tip getting wet from her lube. I inhaled her essence and it made my dick jump with joy. Licking up her slit to make sure no drops fell to the floor wasted, I then stood and aided her in getting on the table. Positioning her with her butt near the edge, I bent down and began to lick this beautiful slit, enjoying her slightly different scent, her taste and her texture. I licked along her labia to tease her and paid attention to her opening, holding my tongue rigid and fucking her with my tongue while with each thrust, my nose tapped her clit.

Winnie was moaning and saying, "Oh, David! That is so good. Don't stop. Oh don't stop. You are as good as LIsa. Please. Please. Oh, my god!" I was thoroughly enjoying myself. My hands roamed her body and I caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples, kneaded her butt cheeks and rubbed her belly as I orally pleasured her. Her climax was awesome, punctuated by unintelligible utterings of ecstasy.

I climbed on the table beside her and gently caressed her abs and breasts as she came down from her high. I kissed her on the lips and then on her neck, shoulders and arms. I sucked on her fingers and placed a hand firmly on her pussy, reveling in the heat she was still putting off there. I enjoyed the feeling of her slick wet skin on this, her most precious part.

"Oh, wow. I confess that I have wanted to make love to you for a long time David, but wow! That was amazing what you just did to me. I want to do that to you now. I want to make you cum in my mouth before we make love. I am going to have to give Lisa a year's worth of free massages for what you two have done to me."

"In my opinion, we are even. I can't begin to tell you how beautiful you are. I really have never been with a woman with such amazing skin and Lisa has never shaved her pussy so that is novel and awesome for me too!"

"I really had very sparse pubic hair and did not like the way it looked so I had it lasered off permanently a long time ago. I myself love the smooth, satiny, sexy feel when I touch myself, which I do quite often, especially after you two have been in here. Enough talk. I am ready."

I moved to the middle of the bed and she straddled me, bending over to kiss. We joined lips for several minutes and then she kissed her way down my neck. Her still wet pussy was sliding up and down my shaft and oh, did that feel heavenly. She kissed her way down my chest and abs, her hair tickling me as she went. As she scooted lower and her pussy was no longer in contact with my hungry cock, I was disappointed. Until her mouth made contact.

For the next ten minutes, she played my cock like a virtuoso violinist playing Mozart. She brought me deliberately to the brink of orgasm several times, alternately licking, sucking, stroking, twisting, and coming up for air. I thought of Lisa all those years ago as we practiced pleasuring each other and I uttered silent orisons of thanks for my lovely wife. Those reminiscences combined with Winnie's oral skills finally culminated in a mind blowing orgasm. My cock recoiled repeatedly like a howitzer on automatic, firing one salvo of love after another into her lovely mouth. She swallowed all I had to offer but a small dollop that appeared at the corner of her mouth and ran down my shaft. No offense to my lovely bride, especially as I was thinking of her when I came, but it was perhaps the best blow job I had ever had.

Winnie made her way up my body, stretching out languidly on top of me and kissed me, tonguing me deeply, sharing a small remnant of my semen after I uttered, "That was truly epic!"

Her warm, naked body on top of me was like of blanket of love and calm. For twenty minutes or so, we kissed, cuddled and caressed each other. Then she raised herself on one arm, supporting her head with her hand and looking me in the eye, asked with one eye raised, "What will turn you on so that you are ready to fuck me?"

"In truth, I want to look at every part of you. I want to kiss you all over. Start on your back."

Winnie positioned herself on her back in the middle of the table. I gently spread her knees apart so that her pussy was splayed open while kneeling between her legs. It was a beautiful sight. I lifted her right leg and kissed her foot and then kissed my way down her legs in turn. I kissed her belly, tonguing her belly button. I nibbled around her breasts, especially at her lower folds and then nibbled my way back to each nipple.

I kissed her arms, starting at the fingers and wrists, making my way north. I pulled her right arm out at a ninety degree angle and kissed her shoulder. I noticed that she had not any odor from her armpit and looking at the skin, I saw no evidence of deodorant. She also had no hair and no evidence of having razor stubble.

"Did you have your armpit hair waxed or lasered?" I asked.

"No. I have never had any armpit hair and I don't have to wear deodorant."

"Can I kiss you there?"

"Of course. You can kiss me everywhere."

I started again at her right breast, sucking her nipple again and then kissing up to her armpit. It would be a first for me. For reasons not clear, it was thrilling and my cock started to rapidly fill with blood as I kissed Winnie's armpit. Who knew? Lisa and I have on many occasions worked out together and she drives me crazy in her sports bras. On occasion, with some luck, I would convince her to let me fuck her before we got a shower. I was always turned on by her post work out sweaty scent and salty skin and sometimes, terribly turned on by her sweaty armpit odor. I would fuck her mercilessly, usually bent over the bathroom countertop, sneaking covert sniffs of her armpits and then filling her with cum. Perhaps I have a weird thing about armpits.

With my dick now rock hard after spending time kissing and licking each of her armpits, something she actually seemed to enjoy as well, I asked her to turn over. I settled on her with my cock resting in her crack as I began to kiss her neck and back and then work my way down her body. When I go to her butt cheeks, I slid off the table and had her get on all fours with her legs extending off the table. This allowed me to put my face right up to her crack while standing.

I kissed and licked her butt cheeks and then I began to caress her pussy with my right hand as I spread her cheeks slightly with my left. I had a dick hardening view of her anus and her labia hanging down, I sight I have always loved. Her crack smelled of girl cum and I loved it. I began to lick her slit, my tongue running from her clit towards her perineum. My nose was tickling her anus as I did so. I alternated my licks with strokes of my fingers. Winnie was starting to really react and her pussy was starting to get wet. I then started licking around her anus and she moaned in pleasure.

By now, my dick was throbbing and I could not wait longer to be inside her. "Move forward on the table, Winnie, so I can get up there behind you."

She moved up the table and I got on my knees behind her. I put some spit on the tip of my cock and holding it with my right hand, I gently slid into her. I remembered I had taken Miss Terry like this many years ago and it was the last time I had made love to someone other than LIsa. I let those memories flood through me as I began to fuck this amazing woman. It was just as heavenly now as then. I watched myself pistoning in and out of another tight, wet slice of heaven.

I wet my thumb and started to rub her anus. She responded with, "Oh, yes!"

Oh my god, did she feel wonderful. We moved together in harmony and she was grunting with my forward thrusts. I gently pushed her down so she was resting her face on her arm on the table. This changed the angle to better give her pleasure. I continued with her anal play, switching to my index finger and starting to gently penetrate her. I had one hand on her hip to steady myself, one finger just barely inside her anus and she then managed to get her hand up and into action.

As I fucked her, she placed her hand so my balls and my cock were sliding lightly over her palm. She used her fingers to rub my shaft as I pulled out with each full stroke. Then she started to finger her clit. I increased the force of my thrusts, but not my pace. I was slamming into her wet pussy quite hard and she and I both grunted in pleasure each time. Her breathing was becoming more ragged.

"Don't you stop. I am so close. Keep fucking me just like that."

With that, I wet my index finger again and this time, gently penetrated her anus, keeping my thrusts into her lovely hole steady. With a full knuckle deep and a little wiggle of that finger, she exploded, her torso moving up and down in such a way as to defy nature, making it difficult for me to hold on with my one hand on her hip, and her sounds again an unintelligible stream of sexually explicit music to my ears.

She eased forward to a prone position and I followed, pulling out my finger and getting my arm stretched out just in time so I did not uncouple from her precious body. We lay like this for a moment, my cock still hard as a rock and my lips busying themselves with kisses on her neck and back.

"Oh my god, that was so intense. I came so hard I could not tell if you came. I can tell you are still very hard."

"Oh no. I am still hard and I can't wait to cum in you. But if it is okay, Winnie, I want to finish facing you so I can look at you when I cum."

"I would love that, David." With that we disengaged and she turned over on her back.

I wasted no time in re-entering her, not wanting to be apart yet. I wrapped both arms under her body, kissing her deeply on the lips and then kissing her neck while grinding into her clit with my pelvis. Pulling my arms from behind her, I raised myself to look at her, my cock twitching from this vision of loveliness, the unmistakable look of post-orgasmic bliss staring back at me. I began to take longer strokes, not hard but full length, giving myself the stimulus I desired to fill her with my love. I looked down at my erect penis driving in an out of her and felt her raise her head to look as well.

I smiled immediately, looking into her eyes and saying, "That is the most beautiful sight in the world. Better than all the art of man and all the natural wonders of the world. I am so glad Lisa let us make love too. Isn't she amazing?"

"Oh my god, yes!"

It was a testament to the spiritual and emotional construct of sex. When it is not just physical, it is infinitely more powerful and more enjoyable. I know this because that little verbal exchange set us both off.

Orgasms built as one within us and as our groins and pelvises soared with pleasure, I said aloud, "Oh my beautiful Lisa," my semen rushing along my length and coating Winnie's pussy with love.

She in turn squeezed my spurting rod with no less passion and love. I collapsed on her, again getting my arms behind her to hug her close and she ran her hands up and down my buttocks and back. After a moment, we disengaged.

"That was amazing!" we both said, almost as one.

Winnie reached down and rubbed her slit, her hand coming away with our love mixture and she then rubbed my penis, still fairly hard. Her touch felt magical. She stroked me till most of the moisture had dried. She put her hand to her nose and sniffed, then smiled.

"We smell great together. But now you need to go home and do this to Lisa."

"I can't wait to."

We dressed, hugged and kissed. I got into the car, high as a kite. When i got home, Lisa was as promised, naked and spread eagled on the bed. It was a lovely sight. I was told not to shower but to get naked and come straight to bed. She said she wanted to hear about everything we had done and she wanted to smell both of us. This apparently triggered memories of sucking my dick clean of my cum mixed with Miss Terry's so long ago and revved up her libido even more. I swear she licked every inch of my body with special attention to my penis and balls. She did not fail to make me hard and she rode me and I her, face to face, chest to chest, heart to heart till we came together in harmony. It was another of many memories surrounding our sexual beings that will stay with me as long as I am lucid.

I can't say that we never fought but I would, as I heard in a movie once, walk over glass on my tongue for this woman. I am not certain we would have had this relationship if it was not for our religious upbringing but I do not know that it is the same for others. I do know that Miss Terry shared with us something immensely powerful for our situation, the knowledge that sex, regardless of whether you believe in creation or not, is a pleasure that should be cherished. Having the right person to share with makes it an unimaginable joy.