Susan and Brads Sex Education

Authors Preface

I started this story expecting it to be like most other stories posted on Literotica. With the usual phrases, words and viewpoints. The story is about two people who have a similar problem and of course solve it by fucking themselves into oblivion. I have written any number of stories like that.

When I got to the end, I addressed a particular issue and after several paragraphs realized that what I was describing was not how I really felt on the subject.

As I have looked at other stories, I can see that many of them are reflections of personal experiences of the writers. So, I deleted what I had written and finished the story, putting in a completely new ending.

It represents my personal thoughts on the matter. There is a phrase in there that everyone knows. We are all adults here. I criticize no one! Whatever floats your boat.

Believe me when I say that the end of the story surprised even me.

If you have an issue speak freely but be respectful of my thoughts. Have a nice day

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Susans Sex Education

Susans Story

Susan is 21 years old, now a senior in college and never been "laid".

Susan was very frustrated, having gotten almost all the way through college and know absolutely nothing about sex. In fact, it is beyond belief but there it is. This year Susan has been searching on the internet to correct this unbelievable situation.

One of the reasons she was in this fix could possibly be traced to low self-esteem. She never wanted to ask embarrassing questions so she was 21 and ignorant about one of the most important topics in humanity, SEX. In the old days, people would have said that she was bashful in the extreme

Not that she had never been approached, because she had. She simply had no idea what they were talking about.

Susan was not a stunner, but she was not hard on the eyes either. She had the same equipment as other women and in acceptable amounts. Not too little and not too much. She did not have bad breath or hairy armpits or legs.

So, being in her last year of college, she was fed up.

Susan decided that she was going to get laid, but she also wanted to know what to expect. She had access to all the college facilities, computers and library

HOWEVER, Susan did not want to be embarrassed either. So she decided to experiment on herself, having watched many porno web sites including the lesbian ones.

Living in a college dorm, it is hard to believe, but Susan had never "rowed the little man in the boat". She had played with her nipples a few times while getting dressed but just sticking your hand in your panties wasn't her. She certainly had more self-control than anybody else she knew.

Having seen all the sex toys on the internet, she was able to get all those things online and at a discount at that.

Some of the things Susan purchased included, dildos of varying sizes, the largest of which was nine inches. She didn't think that would ever fit, but who knows.,

A complete enema set. vibrators, sounds for pee hole play, butt plugs assorted, nipple clamps, shaving stuff to shave her pussy. lots of lubrication for various holes. She was also able to get some 26 hypo needles.

She had seen some BDSM sites and for some unknow reason wondered what it would be like to stick the needles in her nipples. Who knows why.

There was other stuff that she picked at random. The total bill was about five hundred bucks. It was delivered via Amazon in 2 days. There was enough stuff that if she found a friend, she could share.

"Where, oh where, to start?" Susan thought, as she looked at her toys.

Since Susan was anxious to get started, she decided to shave her pussy. Simple, right? "No." She had not considered that the selected area was not easy to either see or get to. So she decided to wait till later.

Susan finally decided to go for plain old masturbation. She started by just using the wet finger approach. Oh no, that had its own problems. She was just getting started and problems already.

Susan had purchased KY, but the wet finger required liquid and KY was not it.

She went to the kitchen for fluid lubrication, and she found it in a bottle of coconut oil. So, dipping her finger in the oil, up to the second joint, she assumed the position most frequently used, that is sitting in a comfy bed or chair, with a good towel under het butt, legs extended out and spread widely.

Just the pose was kind of erotic.

She reached between her legs and spread her pussy lips with her left hand. Then she reached down with her right hand and lubed finger extended. She carefully stroked her finger up from the bottom of the split to the top.

The area at the bottom where the vagina is, didn't do much right now, but when she got to the top it kind of gave her a start. "Say, that was nice," she thought.

From that point on Susan concentrated at the top. She decided to take a close look at that and realized that "it" was her clit. Susan started rubbing her clit with a vengeance, but the clit very quickly got irritated. Too much, too soon.

After messing around Susan learned that the clit is very sensitive and needs to be treated lightly in the beginning, but things improved dramatically when she started drooling all over the finger with pussy juice.

She started to get very excited after several minutes, her pussy began to feel strange and excited. A few strokes later she got the shock of her life as her abdominal muscles as well as her upper thighs came online. Her hips jerked up and lightning hit her clit. "Oh my God," she thought, her hips kept jerking, at least three or four times before relaxing.

"I could do this all day long," she thought.

Experience would show her, that was not the case.

Susan would return to the pesky pussy a little later.

Now Susan moved up to her tits. She knew that they were sensitive, but she had never really spent a lot of time up there. Now she was going to really explore them.

On the few dates she had in the past, the men seemed to fixate on her tits. She guessed that the reason was because they were right out there in front.

This initial fondling by dates, was not that interesting for her because she wore rather stiff bras. That was because she was a nice 34 C and she needed a little more support. She also had puffy nipples and if she wore a thin bra the darn things had a habit of getting hard and being obvious.

Now Susan took off all her clothes so she would be ready for whatever crossed her mind.

She started by just generally rubbing all over her tits as she had done many times before. This time however it felt different, because she was thinking of them as sex objects. This was like when she first started rubbing her pussy.

In the process of really feeling her own tits, and the extra attention she was paying to them, she also started to put more pressure on them, causing them to be pushed around.

The pushing and squeezing were getting to her. She now started to be aggressive, pushing the tits high up on her chest, stretching them out and then if she just dropped them, they bobbed up and down. Now she was pushing them up AND down and it felt great.

Then she took both hands and gripped those puffy nipples which were getting hard and gingerly pulling on them and twisting them. She was gentle at first but soon realized just how good it felt and started pulling and twisting harder. Her pussy was responding to the tit play by producing a far amount of pussy juice.

The result of all this mauling was that Susan had another orgasm. How lucky can one woman be? Most women do not get off just by playing with their tits.

She would remember this and encourage men in her future to enjoy this with her.

Later that night when Susan went to bed, she decided to sleep naked. The sheets rubbing on her now sensitive skin caused her to get horny again, so she finger-fucked herself two more times. It was getting easier to self-stimulate.

The next day was another day of discovery for Susan. At this point she knew how she was going to solve the problem of the "cherry."

What do you do about that?

Normally some sex maniac would get into her pants and do it for her, but she was not going to allow that to happen.

She had already decided to do it herself. It was supposed to hurt, and she wanted to take her time, and besides it was supposed to bleed, and she did not want to do that either.

Susan had researched this and understood that the vagina was at the bottom of the split, although it was hard to see. She would do some exploring to make sure she was in the right place.

She had also learned that the actual rupture varied from woman to woman. The thought of the word "rupture" made her a little apprehensive and her asshole shrank up in horror.

That afternoon Susan had worked herself up to doing the deed. She drank a cup of hot tea to calm herself down. Some women would have gone for a couple of glasses of wine or a little grass, but Susan wanted to remember the experience in living color.

She disrobed, and took a warn shower, and then dried off vigorously, to stimulate her biggest sex organ, her skin.

She had the temperature in the room almost to the point of sweating.

This was it! She placed several towels in the bed, and then she laid down on her back, with her pussy in the middle of the towels. Then she spread her legs like she was getting ready to be fucked by a man. She wanted to imagine that idea.

She spread her pussy lips as wide as possible, exposing herself to the man. She rubbed up and down the outer lips, pulling and stretching herself

She ran her wet fingers up and down the whole slit. She separated the inner lips, wet her fingers with her juices and then stretched and pulled on those more sensitive inner ones,

Lastly, she once again wet her fingers with her juice, and carefully touched her clit. It was almost too much. Her hips raised up off the bed looking for the cock she wanted.

Now she explored the entrance to her vagina, the very place his cock was meant for. She found the opening and thought it was not that small, but she took the smallest dildo she had. Then she rubbed the dildo up and down between the sopping wet lips.

She was tempted to just use it on her clit but was determined to pop her own cherry, at her whim, her decision, her moment.

She placed the end of the dildo, at her entrance, and started pushing, slowly. There was some resistance at first, but she continued to push until it seemed to slip in. She thought, "That, was easy, what is all the fuss about?"

Susan slipped the dildo in and out and it did feel pretty good. She was disappointed.

Susan tried a larger dildo. It wasn't too much bigger, but she did have to push a little harder. Still, no big deal.

Then Susan moved up to the next size. This one was about average size for most men, about five and a half inches. This time Susan just eased the tip into her vagina and gave it a firmer push. She expected it to be like before, it wasn't.

She misjudged how much pressure was needed. The dildo was a little larger than she realized and the pressure was to much. She felt like she had been ripped open. "Fuck" she screamed. She had tears in her eyes.

Finally, she said. "I guess I got what I wanted, and I will never forget it." She didn't move too much and gradually the pain went away. As Susan looked down, she saw the blood on the sheets, not a lot but enough.

After she lay there for a while, she needed to see just how bad it was. The first thing to do was get the dildo OUT. Being very careful, she began to pull it out.

It was not as bad as she expected, as she withdrew it. There was indeed some blood on the thing but not a lot.

She had a mirror handy, to look at her pussy and saw that the opening was indeed larger and wondered how much she would be able to take when she healed up.

The question now was how long before she could do it again, hoping that it would not take too long. As it turned out Susan was not very patient, and waited about 3 hours before trying it again

The second time, she was a little sore but by the next morning she was good to go. She used the same dildo that she had used to bust her cherry for about a week. Susan had a total of nine dildos, and one was nine inches. The dildos varied in both length and diameter. The song "Anticipation" ran through her mind.

After a week Susan resumed her self-taught sexual awakening. She was thinking about shaving her pussy.

She figured that was a rather common thing now, so there must be an enterprising person who did that as a business.

Yes, there was, and the name of the business was "The Bearded Clam." She called the place and verified that she understood what they did and made an appointment.

The appointment was for the next day at three in the afternoon until six. She wondered why it would take that long.

On appointment day she appeared at three. While making the appointment she was instructed to wear a front open bra, erotic panties but no thongs, and long stockings, no pantyhose.

She was taken to a dressing room where she removed everything except the bra, panties and stockings. There was a very nice bathrobe that went halfway to her knees.

Then she was taken to another room with a very large porcelain tub. The tub was filled with some very warm water which was kept at the desired temperature. The bath was scented with something special that was relaxing and at the same time stimulating. She was to relax in the tub for 30 minutes.

After the bath, she was attended to by Martha, who was about her age and wearing similar clothing, bra, panties and hose. Martha would help Susan get ready.

She was escorted to the shaving area, where she saw a standard OB/GYN table and another table like you see in the proctologist office. She was then placed on the GYN table, without the robe and then covered with a soft white blanket. There was very soothing music in the background. There was a short wait of 3 minutes.

When she had made the appointment, they had asked if she wanted a man or a woman to do the shave. She had said a woman.

Exactly 3 minutes later a young woman came in. She was very attractive and dressed like Susan. Her name was Rose

The shaving room was warmer than normal. That was to discourage chill bumps or shivering, both being bad while the shave was in progress.

The first thing the Rose did was place her hands on Susans belly to make her hands the same temperature as Susan. Then she slowly stroked Susans whole body so that she would get used to being touched. Rose, was very well trained in how to make the customers relax

Rose said," Do you want a standard trim straight across the top, a vertical trim called a "landing strip," or do you want a complete shave. Most people refer to that as "shaving the peach". Susan said, "I have always liked peaches."

The first thing was shaving the normal carpet down to just a low "fuzz" with an electric shaver. This one seemed to vibrate more than normal. Rose was always interested in seeing if the mild vibration resulted in pussy juices appearing. That sometimes resulted in requests for other services.

While Rose was working, she explained that the warm bath was to soften the carpet and help Susan relax. "When we are done with this first trim, I will place a warm washcloth on your pussy for 5 minutes to do the same thing."

After the 5 minutes was up, the actual shaving started. Rose coated the fuzzy area just below Susans navel, with a men's shaving crème, very thin, clear down to Susans asshole and beyond "Too much crème hides the fuzzy area, and you cannot see what you are shaving." While applying the shave cream, Rose dragged her fingers across Susans asshole just to see what the response was. The little pucker shrank up to protect itself.

Watching closely, Susan could see why a pro is needed. There was just no way Susan could see the whole area to shave herself.

Rose worked slowly and carefully but even with her experience there were occasional nicks. The hair had to be shaved in a certain direction to prevent ingrown hairs which would make the area itchy. The edges of the lips were a special problem. Rose finished her work on the front.

Then she asked, "do you want to shave the behind, in case you have anal sex." Of course, Rose had already lathered up that area, so the question just reminded Susan that the little bud had already been prepared.

Susan had considered this, and she was going to try anal, so she said, "Go for it."

To do that they had to change to the other table. This table caused Susan to lay on her stomach with her head down and her ass in the air like a pyramid Rose shaved Susans entire butt It did not take long.

At this point Rose got out a roll of light tape

She then proceeded to put one piece on each butt cheek and taped Susans ass cheeks as far apart as possible. Susan thought, "that must look nice," and smiled, to herself. "I am going to have to find a girlfriend, who will show me her ass," Susan thought.

Rose said, "this area is, to say the least, a delicate place. To prevent any accidents, I am going to insert a small probe in your asshole to prevent slips, is that OK.? "This is getting better and better," Susan thought.

The "probe" proved to be about 6 inches long with a 1-inch ball on the end. Rose first lubed her finger and gently ran it into Susans ass. She was very good at talking Susan through the procedure.

Rose said, "I am going to slid this into you but you will need to help. Once I get the ball past your asshole everything will be fine."

"I will lubricate the ball you see here, then place it right on your asshole. After a moment or two your asshole will relax."

The constant referral to the asshole was meant to get Susan relaxed by speaking about it so casually. "Here is what we will do. After I place the ball on the asshole I will start to push lightly. Then I will say relax."

"That is the way every asshole works. When you poop, the asshole relaxes and out it comes.

I know you don't believe me, but pooping is encouraged by the body because the asshole likes the feeling of shit going out."

"So we are going to do something you will really like. I will push a little and say relax. It will take you a while to get this but in a few seconds your asshole will get it. and I will feel you open a little. Then when it stops, I will say relax again and we will repeat this several times."

"I will probably know when you are going to let it in before you do but usually 4 or 5 times does it. When the ball gets in, I can just push it in till the little disk is covering the asshole. Do you understand? Do not worry about getting it out because that is natural for the asshole."

After all that talking it was full speed ahead and it was over in about 10 minutes. Rose washed Susans ass and pussy with warm towels dried her off and then said, "is there anything else I do for you now?" Susan said, "Not today, but maybe later."

Later Susan realized that she had forgotten to put her nice panties back on when a breeze blew her skirt up, showing and old man on the street one nicely shaved pussy.

Susan rushed home to look at her glorious "peach". She liked the name "peach" as that had a delicious sound to it.

Susan liked her new "peach" so much, that she took off her clothes and ran around the house like that all evening.

One thing that was interesting from the "peach" instructions was the method of inserting the anal probe. It told Susan how to prepare for anal sex. She would use the same method to shove her dildos in her ass. In fact, she had to try it that very night.

The next day Susan looked at her collection of butt plugs.

She had a variety of colors, sizes around, and how long.

She would stick one in her ass and wear it all day. She used a different one every day.

Eventually she got to looking at her dildos including the 9 inch one. Would that fit? In time it did but it was a real stretch.

One day, as Susan was going through her collection of sex toys, she remembered one that she had seen but not bought. It was called the "Rabbit". It was a combination dildo, butt plug, and clit stimulator. How could she have missed that. She ordered it at 9AM and got it at 9 AM the next day. Thank you, Amazon. She noticed that the Amazon logo looks a lot like a big blue penis.

As Susan considered her ass play, she looked at the enema kit she had purchased. She had learned that it was probably not necessary to take an enema before she slid the butt plugs in and out.

One day though one of the butt plugs came out dirty. That had happened once before when using her fingers. What now? It seems that the lowly asshole is smart enough to keep the shit further up than right at the bottom and only let it down when needed.

Besides, if you got an enema every day, it was going to have some negative results, better to do that only on special occasions.

A few days later Susans new "Rabbit" vibrator was delivered by the Amazon guy. As he gave her the package he just smirked and said, "have fun." Did he know? Susan hoped not, but anyone who drove around in a truck with a big blue penis on it must be a little weird.

It was like Christmas for Susan. She ripped off the unmarked package which was apparently recognized by the delivery guy.

There it was, the giant penis with the asshole probe and the little clit tickler. A work of art but there was a problem, no batteries. Someone would pay for this!!!

She did.

After running down to the local Walmart and getting a speeding ticket plus one for not using the seatbelts, she got back home and stripped down for the test run.

It was a little more complicated than she thought. First you had to lubricate the penis part.

After getting it most of the way, she had to take it right back out. She had forgotten to lubricate the ass probe. Then it was hard to get the two probes aligned to the two holes.

Let's see now, Speeding ticket, 20 mph over the limit, $75, no seat belt $25, court costs $25. That was $125 PLUS the cost of the battery, $2.30. Grand total $127.30. Why does it have to be this hard?

Susan finally got everything lubricated, battery in, clothes off. Susan all installed and ready to roll. She pushed the go button. At first there wasn't much to talk about but as she lay there, things began to happen.

The big penis started to have a bigger effect, then she began to feel a connection between the front and the back. As she started to juice up the clit ticker added its magic. The longer that Susan laid there, the more the sensations multiplied.

After about 10 minutes Susan wondered if she had bitten off more that she could chew. By 15 minutes Susan knew that she was going to have a HUGE orgasm.

At 16 minutes and 10 seconds Susan grabbed the sheet, her hips shooting up, her pussy clamping down on the giant dick, her asshole clamping down on the ass probe and the clit tickler taking her over the fucking orgasmic cliff.

To complicate the issue Susan did something she had not even heard of, and that was she squirted. She did not just squirt, she SQUIRTED eight or ten times. Her tits were on fire. Her belly was hard as a board and her thighs were like steel. She was like this for several minutes. After she started to relax and had settled down, she was exhausted. The "Rabbit" however was not finished.

It continued to hum away in her guts. In a few minutes she began to get restless and realized that she was building to another climax. She didn't think she could take another one like the first one now.

The "Rabbit" did not care.

Suddenly Susan arched again and was squirting and coming again. It was just as strong as the first. Right there, she knew she was in trouble.

Susan struggled to get control, reaching for the "Rabbit" and the power button.

It was a miracle that she managed to get it turned off.

Susan lay there for a long time.

When she finally had control, she pulled the "Rabbit" out. Her pussy and ass were a total mess, and she was completely spent. The bed was covered with pussy juice.

Much later Susan took the "Rabbit" put it back in the box it came in and locked it in the closet to never see the light of day again.

There were a lot of things Susan needed to learn about sex, but sex was supposed to about two people not plastic and imitation cocks.

The Human Touch

Fucking another person is something else. There is something different about diddling yourself and being stroked by someone else. Susan felt that maybe she needed to take the next step and find a living and breathing fuck buddy, but who? Would it be a man or a woman? She remembered Rose at the "Bearded Clam."

Susan was pretty sure that Rose was available. Maybe for free.

Susan was right, Rose was a lesbian, but she had really liked Susan. Rose had given her a card with the company phone number but on the back of the card was a second number. Susan called the second number.

After several tries Susan reached Rose. After the preliminary greetings Susan got right to the heart of the matter.

"Rose, I must ask you a personal question. When I was with you the other day, I felt like you were giving me some extra attention. Especially when you turned me over to shave my butt and you ran your fingers over my asshole and up my butt crack. Am I wrong about that?"

There was a slight pause before Rose said, "That is very perceptive of you Susan. What I was really thinking was how much I wanted to run my fingers in you pussy to get them very wet with your juices and then shove them in your asshole." Rose paused again and then said, "Does that sound good to you?"

Susan said, "Rose, I have never been with a woman or a man, but I would like to learn from you."

Rose said, "Susan, I was able to see everything you have and I know that you have been with someone before. In fact, it looked like you had been fucked just a few days before you came in. You still looked raw, and I know because I have taken several cherry pussies before.""

Susan said,

"I am hoping that we can become friends and possibly more, but I must tell you that I have never been laid by man or woman. My family life was very conservative, and sex was not mentioned in that setting. I was very bashful until this year. As a senior at the local college, I decided to join the rest of humanity by getting fucked."

"I also decided that I wanted to learn all I could, on my own, before getting involved with others. I have reached the point where I need something other than book learning."

"As you noticed, I appear to have screwed someone. The fact is that I took my own "cherry" and did that shortly before I came to your business. "

"I wanted to do it my way. I really am a virgin and would be glad to let you be my first lover. Please let me learn what it is like to really fuck a person."

Rose was hardly able to understand this, but she said, "Susan, I would be honored to show you the delights of real sex. "

Susan and Rose spent the next six months fucking their brains out. Rose always knew that Susan was not a true lesbian, but she also wanted Susan to know what made a woman happy.

Susan would know how a woman liked to be licked, sucked, fingered and talked to during sex. If a man slept with Susan, she would be able to instruct him in the fine points to make a woman complete.

After teaching Susan everything she knew, Rose let Susan go too other things. They would always be friends with benefits.

Susan graduated from college, with a degree in finance and was employed by a large brokerage. She had a small apartment and the freedom to do her own thing.

She was now looking for a man who could teach her what she needed to know about fucking men.

Susan spent a lot of time learning the company business, but she was also looking for that special man too.

One day the brokerage manager called her in and asked her to take on a problem account. The next time he came in they sent him to her.

"Good morning, Mr. Browning," Susan said. "What can I do for you today?" Mr. Brownig was about her age, and the manager hoped the common age factor would help Mr. Browning relax.

Susan recognized Mr. Browning right away. Mr. Browning was a carbon copy of Susan three years earlier. He was intelligent and educated but he screamed, wall flower. Susan knew all the right steps to help him out.

Susan said, "Would you like cup of coffey or maybe tea?" Susan did not like coffey. Mr. Browing was from England and loved tea so, tea it was. Mr. Browning's first name was Bradly, but no one called him Brad or Bradley. Everyone called him Mr. Browning. Brad relaxed some. They chatted for a little while about some small things but also about him.

After a while Brad got to what he wanted. Susan promptly took care of it. Susan was doing very well with Mr. Browning. Brad was happy because he was being himself.

After he was gone, the manager came in to see Susan. He said," Just exactly what did you say to him? He left here, smiling?" Susan smiled also and said, "I just let him be himself." "Amazing", said the manager. "From here on out he is all yours.".

Susan felt like there was something a little off here.

Mr. Browning had been a chronic problem, but now he started to come in every week or so with small problems but always left with a smile. The manager noticed but didn't do anything" because he no longer had a problem.

After several months, "Brad", came in to do business but not business for the firm.

After saying "hi" to the manager, he stepped into Susans office. She enjoyed it every time he came in.

Brad sat down, as usual, but this time he said, "Can I ask you a personal question?" Susan had not expected this, but she said, "Sure, what's on your mind?"

Brad said, "I have noticed that you are not wearing a wedding ring. Are you married?" Susan got a little nervous because the company had a policy about clients and employees.

Susan said, "No". Then Brad said, "Are you seeing anyone special?" She said "No." Then he said, "Would you have dinner tonight with me?"

Now that was a giant surprise because the old Brad, from their first meeting, would never have done that. Susan did not know what to do, considering company policy. Susan rapidly considered her options here. She would love to have dinner but what about the company. Finally, Susan said very sincerely, "I would love to have dinner with you."

Brad said, "Great, I will pick you up at eight and I already have your address." "Whoa there," Susan thought.

After Brad left, Susan walked into the manager's office and closed the door. The manager looked up with a question on his face. People do not usually do that. "Yes Susan, what can I do for you?" "Well," she stammered, "I have a situation here. Brad Browning has asked me out for dinner. I said, yes but I know that is against company policy."

The manager sat silent for a moment and then he said, "Do you know exactly who Brad Browning is?" Susan said, "No".

Mr. Brad Browning is the owner of this company. I didn't tell you in the beginning so that you would treat him like any regular customer and that was the right thing to do. If Brad Browning is happy, I am happy. Have a nice evening. Pleas do not change anything."

Brad picked her up at eight on the dot. His ride was a reserved Mercades which he was driving. He was dressed well but did not stand out among the others where they went. No blue jeans here. They went to a place she had never heard of, but you could tell that it was exclusive. Their table was secluded, and the service was first class. Later she found out that he owned the place.

Things did change, to some extent. All the other employees knew that Brad was interested in her. Susan made every effort not to change how she treated everyone else, including Brad.

It was inevitable that Susan and Brad would fall in love and become lovers.

The first several times that Susan and Brad went out he picked her up and then took her home. This night he didn't take her home. Brad went to his apartment.

Brads apartment was not at the top of a tall building, but in a cleverly disguised parking garage in the building They drove in, off the street, into a lower level of the building and into a private parking area.

When they were in the car park the place was secure from everything else. After getting out of the car they went through a security area and into an elevator which went down.

Then they exited the elevator into a very nice gathering place that could serve in almost any kind of gathering. It included a dining area, a kitchen, an entertainment area and a small movie theater. There was also an entrance to a lower level

The lower level had four large bedroom suits.

One bedroom had a large hot tub, shower area, and the usual stuff. Not many got to see the lower level.

Mr. Bradly Browning's story

Brad was totally fucked up. Unknown to Brad, his history was a carbon copy of Susan's life in many ways. IN some ways it was very different.

Brad was born into wealth. His parents were rich beyond belief. Even though Bad's parents were Americans, he had lived in England most of his life. That did not help Brads problem. Brad was as backward as Susan had been. Brad was a wall flower and totally uneducated about women.

Brad was also worth about ten billion dollars.

It was not that he didn't like women. He never connected with one, BECAUSE of the money. His parents had constantly warned about women wanting to marry into money, so Brad had avoided any close female companions. Brad was not Gay.

Brad had moved back to the States, to get away from his parents. His parents had made him a owner of one of their brokerages, to give him confidence but not much else. This was mostly for certain tax benefits. So, when Brad took over, he did not really know what to do and the local manager in Atlanta was stuck with his own problem. That was where Susan came in, taking care of the manager's problem!

When Brad met Susan, it was fate. Even though Susan had been a wall flower too, she knew from the very moment what he was. She had overcome a lot of her problems on her own. They had a connection from the beginning!

When Brad took Susan to his "apartment" it was a breakthrough of sorts, he had never taken a woman there before. This was his inter sanctum. Brad and Susan would become a couple here.

Susan knew what she needed to do to help Brad become functional, and she was going to enjoy it more than she could ever imagine.

In the limited time that Susan and Brad had been dating, if you could call going out, twice, dating, he had never attempted to get close. Normal efforts, of a quick feel, just never happened. Susan had her work cut out for her.

Susan knew what turned her on after meeting Rose at the "Bearded Clam."

So, when Brad took her to his personal space, Susan took the opportunity to begin his sex education.

When they got to his place, it was obvious that it was meant to be for social gatherings, with many comfortable places for people to be close for conversation. That happened to be exactly what Susan needed, a close conversation.

Brad was the perfect gentleman. Based on previous dates, they enjoyed a cup of tea. They sat, not very close together, but Susan solved that problem by asking where the bathroom was. When she returned, she sat down much close to Brad. This made him a little nervous, but it would have been rude to move away from her. The fact was that he wanted to be closer.

Small talk can just last so long. Finally, Susan had to do something to get this party on the road. She decided to approach their situation by relating her early experiences with people, especially men.

Susan said, "you know Brad, it wasn't to long ago that I would never go with a man to a place like this. I would have been afraid that they would try to take advantage of me. But I feel comfortable with you. It seems that you are a little tense tonight, with the office and all. I took a course in college about stress management and how to relax.

Would you let me just give you a shoulder massage. Brad was a little surprised at this and uncomfortable, but it would be rude to decline. He knew that he would like it, and he would not have to initiate contact. Susan knew this was historic.

Susan said, "Brad, you will need to take your jacket off." Yes, he still had his jacket on!!

Susan said, "just turn around so I can help you get it off." Once she got it off, she said, "just keep looking over there and let me just massage your neck and back."

Brad said, "OK" with a shaky voice. He hoped she did not notice the quaver.

Susan got on the couch behind him with her legs folded under her. Her skirt was showing more of her legs now and he might be paying closer attention.

This position also brought her within sniffing distance. Brad got the scent of a very nice perfume.

Susan placed her hands on the back of his neck and began to gently stroke it. It was not like a regular massage, but a stroking and Brad could feel something happening. Susan could not see his face, but she could tell that something was happening. Susans time with Rose had made her sensitive to small changes such as breathing. Brad was breathing differently because of the perfume and the wet spot on the front of his pants.

Very soon Susan leaned forward, looking over his shoulder, which gave him a bigger dose of the perfume, and she was able to whisper in his ear, "is that ok?" Her breath was on his ear which was disturbing, and he thought that he felt her lips brush the ear. She was also able to, very carefully, rub her tits on his back.

Brad was having a unique experience now, sporting a complete hard-on, caused by a very attractive woman rubbing her tits on him. It was going to be very awkward if he had to turn around now.

Next Susan started rubbing his neck and shoulders. While rubbing his shoulders she stroked the neck from the ears down and even more touching on the ears. Brad was beside himself because he felt like never before and thought that if she kept this up, he was going to cum in his pants.

Suddenly she stopped and retreated a little bit. He was relieved because he did not want to cum in his pants and because he did not know if he could stifle the moan that goes with cuming.

Susan thought that she had pushed things as far as she could go tonight, Susan said, "Brad it's been a long day and I need my rest, perhaps we could do something else tomorrow, being Saturday."

Brad quickly slipped his jacket back on to cover up the lump in his pants and the big wet spot.

Brad managed to get her to the car without letting her see his front, he thought. When he got to her home, he did something that surprised him but not her.

He gave her a very nice kiss, very nice. Then Brad rushed back to his place and jerked off, twice.

The next weekend, Susan and Brad had another date. He had been in the office already that week but who is counting? The office staff were now placing bets on if he was fucking her.

They did not know that Brad and Susan had a lot of learning to do before anything went one way or the other.

The next Saturday night, they went to a more casual place where they could sit next to each other instead of across a table. They had pizza. Susan made sure that they didn't eat anything like onions or fish.

Rose had alerted Susan to the fact that those types of foods caused certain natural juices to take on a similar taste or odor. Susan did not think that would be a problem, but then you never know.

This pizza place had a very unusual outdoor garden. It was rather large and the spacing between tables was extreme, to say the least. There was enough mood music to prevent cross talk between tables. In other words, you could not hear what was said at any other table.

There was one problem and that was you could see some interesting things. Susan was suspicious that some of the other diners were eating things NOT on the menu.

After they ate there was a stroll garden. That area had some interesting, secluded rest areas. Brad and Susan did not spend too long there because of the unusual sounds.

Around ten Brad and Susan went back to his place. They settled down in front of the TV and watched a very romantic movie. They both hoped that the movie would set the mood for them. Susan wanted to cuddle with Brad and let him smell her "toxic" perfume. "Toxic" was the name of the perfume.

They got about halfway through the movie before Susan said, "Brad you seem rather fidgety tonight, do you need another neck rub?" Brad felt something moving.

Susan and Brad assumed the same position from the previous week except that Susan had worn something a little shorter. Brad had already noticed. Then Susan said, "my, your shoulders and arms are very tight. I think I need to do a better job for you. Brad thought, "If she does a better job than last week I am going have a bigger problem."

Brads' big problem was getting bigger by the minute.

Susan said, I thought, that you might be tense tonight, so I brought a little body lotion along. Brad thought that he already had enough body lotion. Susan started by applying a small amount right at the base of his neck and stroking like last time.

Brad thought, a few days ago, I would have been uncomfortable with this but now she is one step away from getting sprayed with some white sticky stuff. There is no hope for me!

Susan then sprang a surprise on Brad.

She said, "I think you are worse than last week. What is the matter?" and she just smiled. Brads answer was not coherent. Then Susan said, "It would help if you took your shirt off so I can do a really good job." Then she said, "here let me help you."

She got around in front of him and started undoing the buttons. As she got down to the belt line, she seemed to notice a swollen wet spot but pretended to ignore it.

She had no personal experience to compare with, but she would guess that he was well endowed.

Susan took advantage of him and started to gently apply lotion to his chest, and taking the opportunity to rub some of it on HIS nipples. She had never seen a guy's nipples get hard like that and he never had either.

Then Susan said, "turn around so I can do your back," and he did.

After getting repositioned, Susan moved up close to him so she could expose him to "toxic" again. She whispered "is this OK" in his ear and lightly brushed the ear. She resumed with the lotion, applying it with more gusto.

Then she leaned up even further and accidentally pressed her nipples into his back. Since she had just applied lotion, the puffy nipples made interesting designs on his back. Brad could not take it anymore and shot a load in his shorts. He almost made some interesting noises. Susan had never seen a guy cum, but she knew what was what going on from the hip movements. Rose had explained all this in detail before.

Brad suddenly just had to go to the bathroom, so he jumped up and said, "I'll be right back." He was able to circle the couch so that Susan could not see the mess he was in. She said, "is there anything I can help you with?" That was naughty of her.

Susan waited for Brad to get back and said, "I can see that you are still nervous so take me home and I can give you another rub next week."

Brad was trying to get cleaned up and having trouble, so he took that as an opportunity to regroup. He had put his shirt back on but left the tails out to cover the disaster.

Susan was having her own problems. As soon as Brad got her home she ripped off her clothes while looking through her collection of sex toys. The "Rabbit" came and went through her mind. No chance.

She picked the biggest dildo she had and used it like no tomorrow. She just hoped that she could wait till next Friday night before going for the "Rabbit".

The next Friday night, Susan was anxious to see where Brad would go.

Brad had not come into the office that whole week because he did not know if he could control himself if he did. Brad remembered a lyric from and old song, "The Unchained Melody". "I hunger for your touch" and then "and time goes so slowly."

Brad said that they are staying in for dinner. He had it catered, with waitstaff to do everything.

While everything is being cleared, Susan says, "Brad I know that you enjoyed everything last week but there was one problem, I felt a little left out. So, I have a surprise for you.

Tonight, I am going to let you rub my shoulders. Will that be OK with you?" Brad was speechless and scared spitless. Whatever happens tonight it would be, a first for him.

Brad didn't know why he was afraid. He had been a spectator all his life and now, it was real, and it was personal, and he could hardly wait to find out.

After the staff were gone Susan said, "come with me."

Susan was tired of fooling around. She wanted to fuck him tonight. Susan took Brad down to his personal hot tub in the master bedroom. There was the hot tub and a giant shower with all kinds of interesting things to play with.

Susan guided him over the hot tub and shower complex and said, "Last week I took your shirt off and did all kinds of interesting things to you. Tonight, I want you to take my clothes off. I want you to do it slowly, I want you to see everything I have, just for you. I have been waiting forever. I will use everything I know to make you happy and exhausted.

There are things that both of us have never experienced but we are going to learn them together. Do you want this too? Brad said, "can we start now?" She said, "Please."

Susan started by taking Brads shirt off first. Then she gently kissed him and then kissed his ear and neck and arms and hands. That was all she could get to at that moment. She applied the lotion all over his chest, including his nipples. They were hard as a rock. Then she said, "Brad it's your turn now, I just showed you what I want."

This would be the first time Brad could really appreciate a woman's breasts, He gently followed her lead, slowly undoing her blouse and sliding it off. He was staring when she said, "go ahead take the bra off I want you to do it. I want to see your face when you see what I have for you. My bra has a small hook in the front. "DO IT."

Brad's hands were shaking as he released her bra. It did not just fall off; he had to tug at it. Her breasts were wonderful. She said, "Brad, these nipples are for you so suck on my tits." He was tentative at first, not knowing how to treat them.

"Brad," she said, "a woman I now, who is a lesbian, taught me how to suck a nipple. First fondle the breast gently, the whole breast, and then work toward the nipples.

You can start now, gently, but I know how hard to do it so listen for my clues." After feeling how nice and soft my tits are, go for the nipples. Brad, please kneel in front of me, and using your tongue, lick the whole nipple but especially the large red part.

You can do my nipples now if you please.

Now tickle the little nub with your tongue. That is so good Brad. My pussy is starting to juice up and run down my legs. Don't stop squeezing the whole tit. You may feel the breast get harder and larger. That means you are doing good.

You may hear me say something and it may not make sense to you. I love it when it is done just right. I am telling you all this because you do not know yet but when I am done with you, you will the best tit sucking man on the planet.

After you have done my right nipple, you need to go back and forth. Sucking on one tit to long becomes irritating. Back and forth, back and forth. After a short while you need to rest your mouth and start using your finger on my nipples, but do not stop squeezing the whole breast.

Next you need to practice advance tit play. Start by taking my nipple in each hand, at the same time, and start pulling on them, stretching the nipples out as far possible without me saying anything.

You can do them, one side and then the other, but also both at the same time. After a while you can also start twisting the nips. Not all women are the same, so you must pay attention to comments we make. like "a little harder or that feels nice."

Some women like to have the tits really punished but I am not one of them.

I will always tell you what I want. This is not a guessing game.

My breasts are sensitive and pushing or pulling the breast every which way adds new flavors for me. The whole area on the front is good for rubbing.

Do not abuse my tits or you might come up short one ball. This is free time, so do almost anything you can think of but listen for my cues. I should tell you that if you keep licking and sucking that way I am going to cum.

Now that we have covered everything above the waist lets go down.

The next thing I want to tell you about is my pussy. I am very proud of my pussy. I have it shaved about every week to keep it smooth so that you can lick it without getting hair in your mouth. I hope you appreciate that.

I used to have a hairy pussy, but it must be trimmed so it is not messy. Some women have very curly pussy hair, and it is not a problem. Some women have a bush, and it is a real pain.

The downside to shaving it is that I cannot do a very good job, because I cannot get a good look at it. It is very easy to nick myself and it gets looking like you have a disease. I go pro, it is safer.

My pussy is rather complicated with peeing, fucking and popping out babies. So let me show you around.

To do that, you are going to have to pull my panties off. I know you will hate this, but I suspect that maybe you have never seen a live, pulsing, pussy. I know that at this moment my pussy is very excited about showing off to you.

It was not excited when I went to the doctor the other day for a checkup. I think I heard my pussy say, "Your going to put 'that' where?" Let me assure you that I have a very nice pussy and I take care of it almost every day.

So just unzip my skirt and let it just slide off. It is kind of erotic. If you want, you can just stand there and look at me. You might even want to reach out and touch my pussy and then rub it a little. Oh, go ahead and pull them off. If you have the urge, just this one time, you can just rip them off.

Notice that because I have shaved you can see why I like to call it my "peach". Everybody likes peaches.

I am not going to start with the inside. After you have taken my panties, I am going to lay down on the bed crossways, with my butt right at the edge and my feet on the floor. I am holding my legs together because I want to take you on a trip from my feet up to the pussy proper.

The legs are sensitive to light touching. I want you to feel my feet and rub lightly. No tickling, as that kills the moment. Almost everything starts with light touches. Go ahead. See what my response is to this! Later, we will do this exercise on you.

After you caress my feet, you need to slowly move up toward the "peach". Massage the calves. When you pass my knees, we will be getting into more delicate regions. Please rub my inner thighs very well.

By now my legs should be opening and if they are not, just move them apart. They should do this on their own.

If I am not spreading my legs on my own there is something wrong.

By the time you get that high you should be able to smell my personal "scent." Each "peach" should have its own scent. I use the word scent because smell is so crude, scent is more delicate and sensual. I should also have "peach juice" oozing out.

Look at my "peach" right now. Enjoy. I know that I am. I can feel the peach juice running out of the peach and down over my asshole. I can smell my scent. If you can't just get close and take a deep breath. Closer. Breath on my pussy. I can feel it!

On each side of the "peach" there is a depression which is loaded with nerve endings and stimulate the "peach' This goes up the seam between the leg and the body, across the mound to the other one. These are all good places to explore.

Now we are to the good things. I am getting very horny.

Brad, take your hands, it doesn't make any difference which one. Place it right on my mound and lightly rub. My clit is under there but no touching right now. If you want, you can just lightly pat the mound to wake up everything. Thank you Brad for that little tap. It was just right. Now you should have your head buried firmly in place. While you were getting there, I noticed that you were kissing and sucking on everything you passed. I love your tongue.

Now you can open the "peach". First, I want you to lick up one side of the "peach" and then down the other side. There is no fixed pattern here just lick, lick, lick. No time limit. The lips may start to swell somewhat.

Licking, kissing and sucking works on the depressions too

Brad, you are doing a great job licking my peach but there are other parts to work on. My outer lips are now soaked from licking.

Now I want you to spread those outer lips as wide as you can. Pulling and stretching the outer lips is pleasurable. I like my outer lips tugged on firmly. Pull them apart as far as you can and I will let you know when you are at the limit. I sometimes enjoy a little pain to enhance the moment.

Please lick the inside of the outers. I am leaking very nicely Brad. Now lick and suck the inner set of lips. These are so sensitive and drool more. Now you can continue to pull and stretch both sets while licking.

The clit is located at the top of the inner lips and sucking on the clit will result in lots of pussy juice and very positive comments.

Some men like to suck very hard on the clit, but I prefer a gentle tonguing and breathing on it. An alternative stimulus is to gently pat on top of the clit maybe even on the top of the mound.

Brad, would you tap on me please. This seemed to really appeal to Susan, but he did not abuse it.

Susan is very turned on by describing all this stuff and has started to babel. Her hips are starting to thrust.

Susan says, "Brad I need something in my pussy, but it's too early for your dick. Give me about three fingers." Brad eased three fingers into her, but Susan said, "More" Now Brad put in another finger. He didn't think she could take it, but he was wrong. Susan was throwing her ass around trying to get the fingers deeper.

Susan then said, "Brad, listen, very carefully. Curl your thumb inside your fingers, then start pushing your fist into my pussy. Gently try to push it in. Do not let up, just a steady even push." Susan then tried to relax her pussy. Brad continued to wiggle his fist around. His fist was sinking into Susan. It took a couple of minutes, but Brads fist disappeared in her twat.

Susan said "I have never done this before, but I have never been this worked up before.

The pussy juice was running down Brads hand and arm and dripping off his elbow. It was running out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass, it was all over the sheets.

The mattress will smell like her pussy, for no telling how long. Susan said, "Brad, fist me." Brad didn't really know what to do because he had never even thought about this.

He said, "how much can you take?" Susan said, "who knows? We will know in a few minutes."

Brad was trying to be very careful because he did not want to hurt Susan. Susan said, "Brad you need to be more forceful, go a little faster, good now a little deeper." Brad said, "I have my whole fist in there." Susan, "deeper, faster." Finally, she said, "that is it, it is starting to hurt., how far is it?" Brad said, "about 6 inches clear back to my wrist. All Susan could say was, "WOW. Then she said, "let's not do that again, at least for a little while.

Brad and Susan had now been at this for almost three hours. Susan's pussy was getting sore, and she was exhausted. Brad was good to go but then he was not doing all the work. Susan said, "I need time to rest. We can do this later." She just needed a day to recover. Brad had plans.

Brad had some other things to think about. It seemed like it had been only a few months since he had met Susan, but so many things had changed. Brad was coming out of his shell. He was taking more interest in the business because of the confidence she gave to him. Brad was going to change things.

Monday morning. Brad walked into the manager's office. Brad said, "Doug we need to talk. I know that I was a basket case when my parents sent me here to be your problem.

They did not expect me to take any interest and knew that you would be fine. Since I have ownership of this part of the business, I am going to make some changes, and I think you will like it."

First, since I own this forty-story building, I am going to renovate some of it. When our tenate on the top floor moved out I decided to move our offices up there.

The first thing I am going to do is promote you to "Executive -Vice-President." We will discuss your substantial salary increase a little later. You will still be doing what you are doing because you do it very well.

I have a project for you.

I am going to take a brief vacation. I will need a private secretary who is familiar with the business. Can you recommend someone?" Doug, not being blind said, "Well, there is one person I think can handle that role perfectly. Would Susan be alright?" Brad said, "Doug you are very perceptive. I think Susan would be just right."

"So here is the project. I am going to be out of the office while you are on this project. I want you to get a great architect to design the top floor.

There will be the usual corner office for me, with space for my executive assistant. Your office will be at any other corner if you want that. There will be a private conference area for major customers.

The exact design will be yours to manage. One feature will be work-stations, which will have a central multimedia space centered inside the rings of associates. There would be a maximum of two work-stations per side, on the inside of the unit giving all 8 equal access to the printers but no people walking through their area. The corners of the work area will be open for access.

You know what we need, so think outside of the box. I would prefer the decor to be old Southern or maybe Old English. Absolutely no chrome or stainless steel. Vegetation optional. You will send me a report every week that keeps me up to date, but no book length reports as that would be a waste of time for both of us. What questions do you have at this point?"

"Yes, what is the time frame?" "This starts next Monday and finishes as soon as reasonably possible. Money is no object since I am currently worth, by your records, over ten billion dollars. And since my family is worth over Five hundred billion, have fun.

By the way I am going to Figi next Monday and my executive assistant is traveling with me. Her expenses will be covered on an amended salary schedule that I will authorize today. We will travel on the company Learjet, but billed to me, not company business.

By the way, contrary to the company grapevine, I am not currently fucking Susan.

That same day Brad took Susan to lunch where he explained that he was taking a vacation to Figi next Monday.

He explained that she would be expected to go with him as his new Executive associate. She would be expected to spend the next few days purchasing a new wardrobe of tasteful executive attire, including a skimpy two-piece swim wear. She could have a single piece suit. She could decide, top or bottom.

She would need evening attire that was appropriate on every occasion. In addition, she needed to bring her own attendant, specifically "Rose." The reason for that would be discussed later. Rose could bring a friend if she wanted and they would need a wardrobe also. The reason for "Rose" was because Susen might need to have a shave during their trip.

All wardrobe items for everyone traveling with him would be on his dime. The week passed quickly, and they flew out of Atlanta at 8 AM. The Learjet was like a flying first class, hotel. It was divided into two distinct areas. Brad and Susan enjoyed some extra sex instruction on the way but very low key.

Once they got to Figi Susan and Brad resumed their education.

Susan had gotten to the point that she needed to explain the "G-spot". Most people cannot reliably locate it. "Rose was a lesbian and knew exactly how to both locate it and make good use of it.

Rose had decided to bring a guy with her to demonstrate the proper way to give head. She would suck and her friend would cum. Since Rose and her male friend could go either way, they could demo anything.

After Susan and Brad got checked into their cabaña they went out to catch a few rays but quickly realized that they were to pale and would soon look like well-done hotdogs if they laid out there too long. They went back inside and stood there in their swimwear.

They considered the situation, they got naked. They had not been totally naked together up till now.

They gazed at each other. Brads cock had already risen to the occasion and was fully erect. Susan watched intently, having never seen the whole process. Brad for his part had never viewed the breasts and the peach together. Susans "peach" was suddenly very wet and was running down her legs.

Brad for his part had pre-cum leaking out the end of his cock and running down his shaft. They closed the gap. Brads cock touched her mound, and her tits impacted on his chest. They pressed themselves together. Her nipples were as swollen as he had ever seen, and they were pressing into his nipples. She shook her tits, rubbing their nipples together. Brads cock was pressing on her belly with his pre-cum running down toward her pussy.

Susan had already been ready to pick up on the pussy exploration from a week ago and decided to continue. Susan said, "Let me show you a special spot in my pussy." She lay down on the huge bed and spread her legs. "Come close to me," she said," and explore me."

Brad couldn't say no. Susan took his hand, "do this. Feel the wetness? I am so wet for you." "Start by moving your fingers up and down the peach on the outside first. You have had them in there before, remember." Now we will find a special place you missed the last time."

"Get the first two fingers wet and then slip them into me. It feels so good!! Now turn your hand palm up. You can wiggle them around if you like." She said, "please slip them in and out for a while."

Then she said, "keeping your palm up put your fingers in all the way. Now curl your fingers up and back like 'come here' and start pulling out What you are now touching is the top of my vagina. When your about one or two inches in, is a hard spot or bump. That is my G-spot. As you do that I will know when you touch it and let you know, that is "It". From then on you will always know the right place."

Brad began to rub that spot lightly and she responded with some aahs and ooohhs. She said, "I hate to tell you again, but if you keep that up I will cum. Lets hold off till we add something else.""

Susan said, "as good as the G-spot is it is even better when combined with the vagina." "When you put your fingers in me, start at the bottom of the peach. That is where the dick goes own its own. If I am laying on my back it will be going up toward my tits. "

"That feels one way and the cock will slip right in, but it feels different because the cock is now hitting right under the clit. One good spot for the G-spot and another for the clit."

Susan and Brad played around for most of the afternoon,

Later Susan said, "there is one more thing I want to show you that we will come back to later. You have seen my pussy drool down over my asshole. I just want you to know that the asshole is also sensitive and some couples use that for anal sex."

"I have used my dildos to try that, but we might try that later. For now, I want you to dip your fingers back in my pussy and get one of them as wet as possible. Now find my asshole with that slippery finger and just feel what the asshole feels like. Now press in gently and it will let you in if you are persistent. Later we can talk about anal sex."

"Brad we have talked a lot about what you can do for me but now it is my turn to learn from you. Since I had never seen a cock until I met you, you have a blank page to work on. I am waiting for your instructions."

"Susan, there are a lot of things that I do not know. I guess that the biggest thing most people talk about is sucking a cock or giving head." That is far easier to explain than eating a pussy. And, I have never sucked a cock either. Some guys have been able to suck their own cock but not me."

The first thing guys do is to jerk off which describes the act. Of course, the first problem is that you must stimulate the cock."

"Most of the time that is not difficult. The guy just thinks about sex and up it goes. Then they just rub up and down and soon some white sticky stuff shoots out the end of his dick and makes a mess on whatever is under him."

"For you, the first thing is getting my cock up, and you have no problem there. Almost any woman pulling on a guy's dick can get it up. Some guys will go for anything and that is a problem. Some guys will screw anything that has a pussy and not dead."

"Let's talk about you and me. You stimulate my cock when I just think about you, any part of you or something that reminds me of you. For example: if we are sleeping and you roll over on me, I will probably get hard."

"But suppose that we have already fucked eight or ten times to night. Well, that seems unlikely because men cannot do that, contrary to porn sites and stories. Women can go again faster than men, if they want."

"If we have had sex twice in the last three hours and you want to do it again, you can probably have your way. You must know how to handle the cock and accessories. There are the oral clues like "lets fuck" or something along those lines. "

"Or you resort to a more direct way. You know what that is. With men it is usually less subtle. You simply take charge of his package as it is called, which includes the penis also called the little head, the balls, the perinium and the asshole. These all go to the brain, sometimes called the big head."

"Frequently the little head rules the big head and that is usually not good. So here goes, you want to get laid so you move over to your guy, He sleeps in the nude so that he can be ready at any moment. You reach over and fondle his cock. "

"The use of the word fondle implies that you do not just grab it and start pulling. A lot of men like to be handled gently if he is not impaired with substances, you commence to exercise the cock and it will start to stand up."

"At this point you can add extra stimulation by adding the balls to the program. It is important to remember that the balls are very sensitive and will bring everything to a halt. The cock and the balls may respond to stretching and or pulling, The balls, DO NOT respond well to aggressive squeezing or jerking."

"In some cases, you can play dirty by rubbing the space between the balls and the asshole and finally there is the asshole as last resort. "

"Dear Susan, I like to be handled exactly like you like to be handled. Please handle me with love and gentleness and there will not be any problems. Remember that with men, the center of the universe is the package."

"Now let's go for giving head. Everything you will need is right there. Nothing is hidden. If you have stroked the package gently and your man has responded, you will get to survey the cock. It would be a good idea to make sure that it is clean, especially if the guy has not been circumcised. You can tell. If the end of the cock is covered by skin, you need to make sure that it is clean."

" Let's assume that he has been circumcised and you are looking at a purple knob on the end. Now, you get close to the cock and take it in your mouth. This may take some getting used to. Then start sliding it in and out. Don't try to get it all at once. Some cocks are too big. The average white male has a five-to-five-and-a-half-inch cock, but that can vary wildly."

Suddenly Susan said, "What is the matter with me, we brought Rose and her friend Jay along to help if we needed it. Let me give her a call right now."

Susan called Rose and explained what she needed.

Susan looked at Brad

"We have a dinner date with Rose and Jay for tonight, the place is our choice. We can have a good time together." "After getting relaxed, Rose and Jay both are bi but they also like each other and fuck at the drop of the hat. They will demonstrate oral sex, both him and her, and we can observe as close as we want. After they show and tell, then we can just follow their lead. Where it goes from there is up to us."

"Brad said I have never done something like that, but I'll give it a try."

That night the two couples dined at a very expensive location near the beach. Ther were five other couples in the area that were staying with the same hotel. It was soon apparent that the other couples had sex on their minds. All the couples were far enough apart that if you wanted to ignore them you could.

Susan and Brad and Rose and Jay were very close to each other. Rose and Jay appeared to be just another horny couple speaking softly to each other and then caressing each other in a rising passion. If they were acting, they were very good.

Susan and Rose were wearing small bikinis. In a short time, first Rose and then Susan lost the bikinis The men lost their suits right after that.

Susan had fucked with Rose for almost six months when Susan was being tutored by Rose. Susan was watching closely how Rose pleasured her man. It was eye opening. All the words in the world could not describe the art of making love.

Rose and Jay gently and carefully played their hands over each other like playing a fine instrument. The instruments were their bodies.

Then Rose whispered in Jays ear, but Jay said," I am not sure I heard that right, can you say it again?" Rose said a little louder so that Brad and Susan could hear, "Jay, will you let me suck your cock?"

Jay said, "What with Susan and Brad right here?" Rose said, "yes it turns me on when I can suck on you while they watch." Then Rose said, "Susan would you like to watch me suck on Jays big cock?"

At this point Susan and Brad were both ready to explode.

Rose began by reaching between Jays legs and softly wrapping her fingers around hie cock and squeezing it while pulling on it, firm but not harsh. Jay said, "oh baby, could you pull on my balls too?" Rose said, "would you like that? Jay, yes. "Rose, how hard?" Jay." You know how I like it." Obviously, they knew each other well.

Brad and Susan were all eyes and ears. In fact, Susans hands were now on Brads cock.

Now Rose told Susan to watch carefully.

Roses tongue snaked out of her mouth and tickled the divide in Jays cock head. Jay said, "you are so good."

Rose now took Jays cock in her mouth and slowly took the whole eight inches in, till it was at the back of her throat. After a second, she slid it out, but she put pressure on her lips while dragging it out. Jays' response was incoherent.

Rose let Jays cock pop out of her mouth and then looked at Susan, "Don't do that the first time!"

The Rose took Jays shiny cock in her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down, slowly at first but gradually speeding up as Jay made strangled noises

Somewhere in there Jay said, "Rose can you possibly pull on my balls a little harder?" Rose squeezed his nuts and Jay said, "Oh baby, that was a little too much." Rose said, "no pain no gain. Remember, I can hurt you any time I want!"

Just to prove it she slapped his balls firmly. She knew how hard was enough and how hard was over the top. It was a master class in sex.

While Rose was sucking Jays cock, she was doing something else. She was fingering his ass. She was very familiar with his ass and loved to tease him. Jay liked to think that Roses finger in his ass helped him understand what a women felt while being fucked.

Suddenly, Jay realized that while he had been daydreaming, he was about ready to cum.

Rose could tell and just as Jay filled her mouth, she mashed his balls and jerked on his nuts. That little encouragement put him way over the edge and he unloaded several more shots, causing his cum to rapidly gush out of her mouth and all over his balls.

Jay was finished, for a while so he switched to eating Rose out.

Susan had to see if she could do that to Brad. Brad was already close to coming after watching Rose and Jay.

Rose was watching Susan and said, "while you are sucking, you need to let it out after three or four good sucks and lick his cock head. Be sure to tongue the notch and around the ridge on the head." Then she went back to enjoying one of the best pussy eaters on the planet.

Brad didn't last long before cuming in Susans mouth.

Susan had forgotten about this part of the sucking and suddenly had a mouthful of Brads sperm. She was stunned for a moment wondering what to do with it. No other option was available, so she just swallowed

Brads cum had a flavor like nothing else she recognized but it was not unpleasant. She would have to try that again to decide.

At this point Rose and Jay had retired to their cabana and Brad and Susan went to theirs.

When Brad and Susan got in bed, they revisited cock sucking. They finally were exhausted and fell asleep.

The next morning Brad and Susan were trying to explore new sex options. Susan had wanted to try anal, so she said, "Brad do you think I have a nice ass?" Brad said, "you have the nicest looking ass I have ever seen." Susan snorted and said "Brad, I have the only ass you have ever seen, isn't that, right?" Brad said, "Now that you mention it, that is true. Then Susan said, "Brad, honey, do you think I have a nice asshole?"

That question got his attention. Brad said, "are we going somewhere with that?" "Brad, do you remember talking with me about anal sex?" "Yes, I do," said Brad, do you want to talk about it" "Yes," said, Susan. "I have been considering it for a while, and I want to know what you think."

Brad was quiet for a while before he continued.

"Susan the truth of the matter is, I do not understand why a man would consider anal sex, when he already has a perfectly good pussy to take care of."

"I cannot imagine sex being any better in any other place. Some men like it because it gives them a feeling of power and authority."

"Some women may do it that way, to be submissive. I think that what we do now makes us equal. I do not rule over you and you are not submissive to me. We are partners."

"If it will make you happy to do anal then I will try it, but don't do it for me. I am happy with how things are now."

Susan spent some time digesting that. Then Susan said, "Brad, Now I know why I love you. I have tried to educate myself in sexual matters, by myself. I have never thought about it the way you just said. I wanted to try everything known to the mind of man, but now I see your point. Us, is more important than me.

"There is that saying, "different strokes for different folks." Anal was just another experiment, but I think you are right, When, it's already perfect, why mess it up with something that can be a deal breaker. Remember from "Porgy and Bess," Brad you are my man and Susan you are my woman! "

From that point on, for the rest of their lives, Brad and Susan did everything they could be US.