Donna got a job working as a secretary when the economy slowed down, just to help her husband with the bills. They’d held off plans to start a family until things were more financially secure, but they still had to pay for the house and cars. It wasn’t a great job, but it was steady and her boss was pleasant to work for.
One afternoon near the end of the work day her boss called Donna into his office. "Shut the door", he requested. Diligently she closed the door and sat down, ready to take notes. "As you know Donna the company has an opening for a Vice President. If I get that position I get a huge raise, and so do you.“
"That sounds promising”, she replied.
“I need you to do something to help me out though. To help me get the promotion.” Donna waited patiently to hear what was next. "Mr. Brown is also up for the promotion. Now I know that he’s been wasting money on his business trips and claiming expenses he shouldn’t. If we can get proof of that, I’m guaranteed to get the promotion.“
"Okay. What do you need me to do?”, she asked.
“Stay late and after everyone else leaves go into his office and get the files of his expense reports with the receipts. I can use that to prove what he’s been doing.” Donna knew enough about the office layout to knew it wouldn’t be a problem, but if she got caught stealing files from another account manager’s office she’d get in serious trouble. "That’s all", her boss said as he dismissed her.
For the remainder of the day Donna thought about how she’d do it all. How to sneak in, where are the files, where do I hide the files, when will the cleaning crew be here, and dozens of other questions ran through her head. She called her husband to let him know that she needed to work late, which she never did, but mentioned the possible promotion.
Everyone else started leaving for the day and she started making preparations. Finally the office was quiet, it was just her, and she moved across to Mr. Brown’s office. Once inside the files were not as easy to find as she’d hoped. After too much time spent searching she found exactly what she needed right as the cleaning crew showed up.
Panic ripped through her and Donna hid behind the big desk hoping no one had seen her. 'I can’t stay here’, she thought, ‘They have to clean everywhere and that means in here as well.’ The cleaners were moving through the open part of the office and there was no way to leave without being seen. Leaving with the evidence in her hands and getting caught would cost not only the promotion but her current job as well.
Quietly she sat and waited, looking through the open door, waiting for the cleaners to give her a chance to escape. Donna thought she had the perfect moment and stood up to leave, but as she stepped into the doorway a man appeared. She bounced off of him, falling backward. The tall, muscular black man was wearing a maintenance uniform with a name tag that read Leo.
“You ain’t supposed to be in here”, he said looking at the files in her hand. Stammering she tried to slip past him, but he closed the door and trapped her in the office with him. "See, I’m the cleaning crew supervisor. I’m allowed to be here. But you aren’t supposed to be in this office.“
"I’m sorry. I was just leaving”, again Donna tried for the door and the black stranger blocked her.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to have those”, he pointed to the files in her hands that clearly had Mr. Brown’s name all over them. At that point she knew she was caught. He could obviously sense her discomfort. "Tell you what though. You do something for me and I don’t tell anyone what I saw.“
She’d already made one deal today and that didn’t turn out well, but Donna had a lot to lose so she asked, "What do you want?”
Without saying anything he stepped forward and ripped her sweater open, scattering buttons across the floor. Frightened away she backed away and bumped into the desk. He closed on her and she fell back onto the desk. His strong hands pushed her skirt up her legs and around her waist. Laying there with her bra and panties exposed, she waited to see what this man would do next.
Roughly he pushed her panties aside and shoved a finger into her pussy. It was uncomfortable and made her squirm. "No, don’t", she whimpered in protest. Leo smacked her on the ass and continued to finger her. When she tried to get up he pushed her down.
As the black man towered over her, Donna felt herself getting aroused. The strange man’s violent exploration of her body was the culmination of a day that already had her on edge and her emotions were spinning out of control. After she stopped trying to get off the desk his hand transitioned from holding her down to groping her breasts.
Leo had pushed her panties aside, but didn’t seem content with that so he grabbed the edges and yanked them off. With Donna’s feet still high in the air he stepped against the desk causing her ankles to rest on his shoulders. One of his hands massaged her clit while the other unfastened her bra.
“Oh fuck”, she whispered as her body approached orgasm watching this black stranger violate her. When she came Donna tried diligently to remain as quiet as possible so none of the cleaners would hear her. Her attempted restraint just encouraged Leo and he flicked his thumb over her clit faster.
While Donna’s breathing returned to normal she made a vain attempt to cover herself up, but her sweater was useless and wouldn’t stay closed. "Alright, let me up", she said.
“We ain’t done”, Leo shot down at her, “We’re just getting going.” He pushed his pants down causing his dick to pop out. Donna looked at it amazed as it bobbed over her. "You’re going to take this.“
"No. I can’t. It’s too big”, she protested.
“You’re going to take it. Your pussy is soaked. You want it”, he grinned. In some deep part of herself she knew she did. When she didn’t resist he aimed his giant dick at her snatch and pushed himself inside her. It took over a minute for him to get fully inside her.
Once he did there was no hesitation before he started fucking her. Forcefully he slammed down into her, causing the desk to shake, and her pleasure to surge. Occasionally he’d play with her tits, but mostly he held her hips and watched her tits bounce back and forth as they fucked.
Donna moaned her way through two more orgasms before the black stranger started cumming. She felt his build up and tried to pull away, but his strong hands on her hips held her tight and he emptied his balls into her womb. Never before had she been fucked like that, just used for a man’s pleasure, and it was titillating.
She lay on the, now messy, desk breathing heavy and basking in the sensations her body was experiencing. The pleasure was slowly melting away leaving her floating in bliss. There was a strange twinge as she watched Leo stuff his massive length back into his pants. It all started to turn to panic though as he reached for the door.
Her sweater was torn open, panties missing, bra undone, skirt crumpled around her waist, hair a mess, pussy dripping, and husband waiting at home. Quickly she grabbed up the files she’d come for, tried to cover herself as much as possible, and hide in case any cleaners were outside the office. The black man opened the door to the office and as he stepped out he said to Donna, “See you next Wednesday, or else.”
Edith and Blake lived on a small farm in a very rural part of the Midwest. Visitors were rare, and unexpected visitors were unheard of. Blake had inherited the farm from his family when he was 19, and married Edith just a few years later when she was 18. That was a few years ago and though things had been difficult they’d been making it.
One day just after lunch there was a knock on the farm house door which seemed odd, but Blake answered it anyway. On the porch were two men, one white and one black, both wearing suits and carry cases. The suits alone were enough to mark them as complete outsiders, but such in such a small town everyone knew everyone else and Blake didn’t know either of these guys.
They introduced themselves as salesmen and asked to come inside for a minute. Blake already knew he didn’t want to buy anything, but he was raised to be very polite so he let them in. Edith cleaned up and offered the salesmen something to drink, which they were quite thankful for. Quite a bit of time went by as the two salesmen showed Edith and Blake all the things they had in the cases. An assortment of brushes, creams, lotions, and other cosmetic products that Blake no interest in.
Edith showed interest though, and was curious about everything. Blake was out of ways to get the salesmen to go, so he stood up and said, “If you’ll excuse me, I have to go tend the animals now. Nice having you two by though.”
He thought that would dismiss them so he could get back to his day, but when the salesmen made to stand up Edith stopped them, “Please, tell me about this one”, and she pointed to a bottle on the table. Blake had little choice, and didn’t feel he was being rude, so he left the house to go feed the animals and do the afternoon chores while Edith sat politely with the salesmen.
After Blake left Edith felt a bit more relaxed. She was very interested in what products the salesmen were selling, but she knew they had no money for such things. Blake would never approve of her buying the things anyway, he would call it girly and frivolous. "What about that there?“, Edith asked pointing to a fancy looking bottle.
"That’s something you apply to the prettiest part of your body and it makes it smell fantastic”, the white salesman said.
“Why that’s just silly”, Edith replied, “Why would you want your face to smell fantastic?”
“I didn’t say it was for your face”, the white salesman shot back with a smile.
“Oh my”, Edith blushed.
“Would you like to try some?”, the black salesman asked.
“I really can’t afford any of these things”, Edith bashfully admitted fearing the salesmen might now leave.
“That’s alright”, the black salesman admitted, “We’re allowed to give away free samples if you’d like to try some”.
“Well okay, I guess that’s okay”, Edith said. The white salesman stood up, took the bottle and poured a small amount of the cream into his hand. He looked at Edith for a moment and puzzled. "What’s wrong", she asked.
“I was going to dab some on you, but there’s nowhere to put it.”
“Oh right”, she confirmed, “It’s not for my face.” Earlier she’d been wearing a tank top and a skirt, but when the company showed up she’d thrown a sweater on to cover up. Now she shyly removed the sweater and pushed the straps of her top and bra aside so he could get at her shoulders.
“That’s better”, the white salesman said as he rubbed the cream into her shoulders. It felt really good the way he rubbed her and massaged her shoulders, and cream did smell really good.
After a minute she looked back at their cases and asked about another bottle, “What about this one? Can I try that one?”
“Sure”, the black salesman said standing up and retrieving the bottle. The white salesman returned to his seat as the black one poured a little liquid out into his hands and rubbed it onto Edith’s shoulders.
It smelled different and was a little cold. "What’s this one do?“, she asked.
"This one is for opening up your pores”, the black man answered. "Oops", a bit of the liquid had run down Edith’s chest and was leading a streak between her breasts. Without hesitating the black man ran one hand down to her cleavage and rubbed the liquid into her skin.
“I don’t think you should do that”, Edith felt powerless and a bit excited at the same time.
“Well this isn’t really for your shoulders”, the white man said.
“We could let you have the bottle free if you want”, the black man said.
“Wow really?”, Edith sounded more naive than she intended. "Why would you do that?“
"If you let me finish rubbing the liquid in you can have it”, the black man answered. Not really sure what he meant Edith just nodded. Taking that as a sign to continue the black man put both hands on her cleavage and rubbed the liquid around.
Edith caught her breath at his touch, “I think that’s a little inappropriate”, she protested weakly.
“Don’t you want the bottle?”, the white salesman said holding it up as the black salesman continued to rub.
“Could I have both?”, she asked.
“Sure”, both mean answered together. The black salesman moved back to his chair as the white salesman stood behind Edith and rubbed some of the first cream from her shoulders down to her cleavage. "You know", he said, “This would be easier without your tank top in the way”.
Edith had an idea, since she’d already gotten two free bottles she wondered if she could get more. "I couldn’t possibly", she said, “That would be wrong. Maybe if you gave me a bottle of that fancy stuff there”, she pointed.
“That’s fine”, the black salesman said picking up the fancy bottle and setting it aside with the other two bottles they were going to give her.
Edith lifted her tank top over her head and dropped it on the floor. Both men caught their breath, looking at her bra covered breasts. "How large are those?“, the white salesman asked.
"36D”, she answered.
“They’re beautiful”, the black salesman said taking his position behind her again as he began to rub some other lotion onto her cleavage. "They must get sore during the day", he said.
“Oh yes”, she answered enjoying the attention her breasts were getting.
“We have something for that too”, the white salesman said grabbing a bottle. "It’s designed to ease aches and pains. Would you like to try it?“
"I guess so”, Edith said.
“Great”, the white salesman said with a smile, “Let’s just get that bra out of the way and we can put some on.”
Edith noticed that both salesman had removed their jackets, it was rather warm in the house, but the thought of being topless in front of two strange men was frightening. Other thoughts entered her mind though. How far would these salesmen be willing to go? Could she get everything she wanted free just by showing them some skin? She wanted to try.
“Well alright”, Edith said, “But only if I can have the bottle to keep.”
“Okay”, the white salesman said picking the bottle up and getting his hands ready to rub some onto her. Edith stood up and made a show of removing her bra, unfastening it with her back turned to them, then holding it in place as she sat back down, and then finally letting it drop to the floor as her tits sprung free for them to view. If Blake came in now there’d be a world of trouble, but she knew he’d be busy with afternoon chores until dinner.
Both men gasped again, and the white man practically attacked her with his hands, rubbing them all over her tits. Edith moaned a bit as he tweaked her nipples and continued to massage her breasts. The lotion was working too, her breasts did feel better. After a minute the men switched so the black man could rub her tits. The black man’s hands were bigger and stronger, Edith had never been with another man besides Blake and now she was wondering what it was like, what she’d missed.
Her eyes had closed reflexively and when she opened them she saw the white salesman sitting in front of her rubbing his crotch gently through his pants. She really didn’t mind and didn’t say anything, but when he saw he’d been caught he sat up and said, “We have some other things you might be interested in. This”, he picked up a smaller bottle, “is for your legs when you shave them.”
“Really?”, Edith asked while still getting her tits rubbed.
“Oh yeah”, the white man looked about frantically before grabbing up a small package, “And it comes with this free pair of stockings. If you’d like to try it.”
“Sure”, Edith smiled. Both men smiled as the white man poured some of the bottle’s contents into his hand and dropped to the floor in front of Edith. She wasn’t wearing shoes or socks, not around the house, but she was wearing stockings with her skirt. "Wait a minute", she said standing up. "Let me take these off.“
As she stood up and put one leg up on the chair both men got quiet, the black man sitting and the white man kneeling, both intently watching her. Pulling her skirt up higher than was proper she slowly rolled one of her stockings down her leg and over her ankle, letting it fall onto the pile of her clothes on the floor. The other leg was opposite the two men, so it meant they’d get a view of her panties as she took the stocking off.
Though she tried to be proper about it, she realized that the men were going to see no matter how she did it, and that thought actually turned her on a bit. Edith realized she was wet, and her cotton panties probably had a small wet spot. As she took her second stocking off her foot and dropped it to the floor she noticed that both men had huge bulges in the front of the pants.
The white man put his hands on her legs as soon as she sat down, rubbing the gel into her skin, working his way higher and higher. As his hands passed her knee Edith stopped him, "You’ll get my skirt messy.”
“Well I really need to rub this in all the way up your leg to show you how well it works. Perhaps if you took your skirt off I could finish”, he said looking up at her.
“I don’t think that sounds proper”, Edith said knowing she could get more product for flashing some more skin.
“We can throw in another bottle and the stockings if you’d like”, the black salesman said.
“Well alright”, Edith said sounding reluctant. She stood up and watched the two men, slowing unzipping the back of her skirt and sliding it down her legs to the pile on the floor. The bulges in their pants jumped and strained to be free.
Edith sat back down in the chair and both men knelt in front of her, each taking a leg by the ankle and massaging it. The two men were enthralled, spreading her legs wide as they rubbed a hand farther and farther up toward her wet snatch. She eyed the growing pile of lotions and creams that were now hers, and all to let these two men touch her and make her feel good. The thought was exciting, that she could manipulate these two men so easily, and she knew the wet spot on her panties was growing as the two men stared intently.
When their hands reached her thighs and their finger tips brushed her panties Edith suddenly got very uncomfortable. Her husband would likely be away for awhile, but if he came in and saw her now he would be so pissed. The exploring hands of the two men were getting more confident and Edith wriggled uncomfortably. "Are you alright?“, the white salesman asked.
"Well…”, she struggled to answer, “It’s just that I’m so naked and you two are still fully clothed. It feels wrong.”
“That’s easily solved”, the black salesman said. Both salesmen stood, and stripped down to their boxers, laying their clothes neatly aside. The bulges were more visible now, and Edith couldn’t believe the size. She’d only ever seen her husband’s dick, but it wasn’t half the size of these two from what she could see. Edith had no idea how a woman could take something that big without a lot of pain.
The black salesman returned to kneeling in front of Edith and rubbing both her thighs, while the white salesman returned to his case. "Can I ask you something a bit more personal?“ Edith nodded finding words difficult. "Do you take the time to shave and trim your pubic area?” That was rather personal, and she didn’t know what to say. Shaking her head was all she could do, the heat between her legs growing. "Well we have something here that you might be interested in trying then. It’s a special shaving cream for women, for that special area.“
He held up a bottle and a fancy looking razor and came over to kneel in front of Edith. The black salesman hooked his fingers in the sides of her cotton panties and slowly slid them down. When she didn’t protest he lifted her ass slightly, just off the chair, and pulled her panties completely off and tossed them onto the pile of her clothes.
There she was, completely naked, with both men staring at her hairy bush. Unable to bring herself to stop them, she watched as the men sprayed some of the cream into their hands and rubbed it into her pubic hair and around her pussy, their fingers lightly brushing her clit. Then, slowly, they took the razor and shaved her smooth, both of them staring at her exposed pussy.
"Well now what will I tell my husband? If I don’t have those things later he won’t believe what happened.”
“That’s alright”, the white salesman said, “We can give you these as a free sample too.”
“Thank you”, Edith said smiling. "Now if there’s nothing else it’s probably best you two leave.“ It was obvious from the look on the men’s faces they didn’t want to leave, so she added, "I’m afraid I don’t have anything left to take off.” As if to prove her point she held her hands up and shook her huge breasts slightly.
“Would you like more samples?”, the black man asked. Edith nodded. "We could give you a sample of everything here if you’d like.“
"What would that cost”, Edith asked.
“Oh nothing”, he answered. "That’s why they’re free samples, but you’d have to let us touch you any way we wanted.“
Edith whimpered, "Well… alright.” She had no idea what made her said it, wasn’t convinced the voice was hers.
The white salesman took one bottle of everything out of their cases and set them on the counter by the kitchen, “There you go, all yours.” That was when both men moved next to Edith and removed their boxers. She gasped, both of their cocks were bigger than she thought any man could be.
Mesmerized she wrapped a hand around each and slowly stroked them. One man slid a hand over her pussy, pushing a finger into her, and rubbing the freshly smooth skin around her lips. The other man kissed her and massaged her breasts. Edith had never felt so sexy, never knew she could.
They pushed her back on the couch, one man knelt between her legs and sucked on her pussy while the other knelt beside her and stuck his cock in her mouth. It was huge, and she had trouble getting more than the head between her lips, “You’re so big”, she moaned.
“Never seen one that big before?”, the salesman asked. Edith nodded her head no as she continued sucking on it. Working the head and top of the shaft in and out of her mouth while stroking it with both hands.
All of their teasing and attention had her so hot that her first orgasm surprised her, the man between her legs was working magic on her clit, and she jumped when she started cumming. The salesman didn’t let up though, he kept his mouth tight to her cunt, determined to drive her wild with his tongue.
As her orgasm faded and her body calmed the two men high fived, big smiles on their faces. The black salesman got out from between her legs and moved his dick to her face while the white salesman knelt between her legs. At first Edith ignore the black cock hanging inches from her face, concentrating instead of the large white penis that wasn’t her husbands it worked its way into her. It was so large it felt like it was climbing into her womb and she was glad for how wet she was.
Once the stranger’s dick was completely inside he started fucking her, stroking in and out slowly. "Going to pay attention to this?“, the black salesman asked wiggling his dick in her face. Edith turned her face toward it, her mouth slightly open, she’d never been with a black man and was quite hesitant. If her husband discovered anything about this he’d kill them all, but she wasn’t sure how she felt about sucking a black dick.
The man must have sensed her hesitation because he put one hand on the side of her head and slowly guided his dick into her mouth. Edith closed her eyes and let it happen. Once the head of his cock was rubbing against her tongue she realized it wasn’t any different than the other salesman. As she started sucking, licking, and stroking the huge black member she opened her eyes to look at what she was doing.
While the black dick grew hard in her hands and mouth Edith thought about how wrong it felt, how horrified her husband and neighbors in the small town would be if they knew, and the thought turned her on more. She sucked and stroked harder as the guy fucking her pussy increased his pace. All three of them moaned as their bodies moved and the couch squeaked.
After many minutes Edith was rushed by another orgasm, the large cock flooding her pussy with pleasure. The salesman held himself deep inside her as she finished cumming. She moved up on the couch letting his dick fall out of her. Never before had she orgasmed more than once during sex and the sensation was overwhelming.
But the two salesmen seemed to have no intent of letting her rest. The black salesman put his two strong hands on her hips and rolled her over to her hands and knees. Quickly he slid his large, black cock into her pussy, her juice and saliva eliminating any physical resistance. She started cumming as soon as he started pumping, the thought of a black stranger fucking her was too much.
The other salesman sat in front of her on the couch with his dick sticking straight up from his lap to Edith’s eager face. Hungrily she took him in her mouth tasting her own juices on his hard shaft, something she’d never done before and was surprised by how much she liked. Her body was taking over as pleasures she’d never experienced pushed her mind farther into quiet.
Moaning loudly she orgasmed again as the black salesman fucked her harder, slamming his long shaft into her tight cunt. Edith’s body moved back and forth, trying to prolong the orgasm it was experiencing. Unfortunately she wasn’t accustomed to such vigorous sex and the salesman’s dick fell free from her snatch.
Her eyes were closed, her head down, and her attention focused on the throbbing male member in her mouth. All of which caused her to not immediately realize the black salesman was reinserting his cock, but into her ass instead of her pussy. "Ah! What are you doing?”, she yelped.
“Relax”, he told her as he pushed more of himself inside her.
“Oh, no”, she winced in pain, “that hurts too much. It doesn’t feel good.” The salesman in front of her returned her mouth and attention to his dick, using his hands to guide her face while he groped a tit. Meanwhile the salesman behind her rubbed her pussy and clit with his hand. Their fondling was turning her on and even though her ass was on fire her body was pulsing with pleasure.
When they heard her moan in pleasure they lifted her up and flipped over, the salesman never letting his dick slip from her ass as they sat on the couch, Edith impaled atop him. Her hips started moving up and down on their own, causing her asshole to stretch up and down the length of the hard, black dick. Despite all the reservations she had, she found the pleasure in her body was building and pushing her toward another orgasm.
Edith had never been with anyone but her husband, much less two men at the same time. So when the white salesman drove his head between her legs and started eating her pussy while another man was fucking her ass, it was too much. The orgasm that had been looming exploded out of her and Edith was fairly sure she screamed in pleasure. Totally lost now to the sensations within, she let herself ride the black cock in a way that her body instinctively seemed to know.
The man in front of her stood and positioned his dick at the entrance to Edith’s pussy. For a minute she continued to bounce, just rubbing her snatch against the head of his dick, savoring the feeling. Finally he pushed forward and she was forced to hold still while a second cock impaled her, this one stretching her pussy.
Now she was full, both holes completely stuffed with man meat, and Edith didn’t know what to do. She held herself there just enjoy the feeling of being stretched like she never had been. Soon though both men started pumping their dicks in and out of her. When she started cumming, she had to grab onto the man atop her to brace herself.
“I can’t believe it”, she was moaning and panting between words, “I’m cumming. I’ve never cum this long.” It felt like when one dick stopped making her cum the other one started. Edith fell from one orgasm into the next. "Oh gosh. Don’t stop", she begged these two strangers to keep pounding her holes.
She didn’t know how long they were like that, but after countless orgasms her head was lost in a fog. Edith wasn’t sure which salesman started cumming first, the throbbing of both cocks seemed to hit simultaneously, but she had one amazing orgasm as both men filled her with their hot cum.
Exhausted she collapsed onto the couch as the guy atop her withdrew. The black salesman withdrew his cock and stood up. Lazily she watched as both men cleaned themselves and got dressed. They left all the free samples strewn across the living room and into the kitchen as they took their cases and left. Edith was still laying on the couch, naked and shaved, with cum seeping out both of her holes when her husband came in a few minutes later done with his afternoon chores.
I’d had a number of lovers in my life, but Laura was definitely the hottest. There was nothing she wouldn’t try sexually, we experimented in every way we could. Somewhere over our years together we developed the idea of teaching others how to please people sexually. That was when we started a sexual education program.
The premise was to teach people how to stimulate and tease their partners, to agitate them, to the point of sexual bliss. I’d explain a technique to a class of students and Laura would help me demonstrate, she was quite the willing assistant. We’ve been running the program for years now, and despite what most people think our classes are not all men. An average class is 40 percent women, and we even have women only classes, where Laura turns the tables and teaches while using me for demonstration.
Our classes have thirty students, to keep the room intimate, and I start by laying out a basic presentation. Laura always wears something sexy, usually a black lacy bra, black thong panties to match, garter, stocking, and heels to make her legs stand out. We start with the breasts, the large presentation screen shows diagrams of a woman’s breasts with the sensitive areas highlighted. While I present information Laura plays with her breasts to demonstrate, using the removable cups of her bra to expose her nipples for everyone to see.
I will also take turns rubbing her breasts, pinching the nipples, and running my mouth and tongue over them. Portions of the program are recorded so I can demonstrate the techniques while the commentary keeps running. More than once I’ve caught people rubbing themselves as they watch, men stroking their cocks through their paints and women playing with their breasts. The next portion of the class has pushed a few people over the edge though.
We move to the vagina and Laura un-clips her panties to remove them. She’ll sit on the edge of the massage table we use and spread her legs, exposing her pussy to the room of students. As the presentation proceeds she touches herself in all her sensitive areas as I relay information. When we reach the clitoris and I explain that’s the easiest area for a woman to have an orgasm Laura will flick a finger back and forth over hers, teasing herself to orgasm.
More than one guy has creamed his pants as he watched Laura’s tanned, blonde body wiggle in pleasure. I then explain that the woman’s body becomes more sensitive once she’s had a clitoral orgasm and demonstrate by using my hands on her pussy and clit to make her cum quite easily. She’s never had a problem getting off, but she always seems especially excited during the seminars. Her orgasms are loud and intense; I think she gets hot being watched.
Then we move to other sensitive areas of the body. Laura loves to have her neck played with and I will kiss, suck, and nibble on it. I also demonstrate how to rub a woman’s back, ass, and legs for great stimulative effect. Eventually I move to her feet, slip off her heels, and rub her feet through her stockings. She keeps her legs extended so that one foot gets massaged and the other is against my chest as I explain that reciprocal contact is very important.
At that point in the seminar Laura’s blue eyes are shining in anticipation because we move to oral sex. She’ll lay back on the table as I move my head between her legs. The audio presentation guides me as I kiss my way down her legs, rub the area around her pussy with my hands gently, until eventually my lips find her clit. I switch between kissing, licking, and sucking her clit and her pussy lips as she lays on her back and moans. The whole class watches as I bring her to the edge of orgasm.
Men have hands down their pants, women have hands in pants and up shirts, it’s almost irresistible for people. Laura is good about holding off her orgasms, but when the commentary mentions that vaginal and clitoral stimulation creates a very intense orgasm I stick two fingers in her pussy as I eat her out and that always makes her explode. She’ll cum so hard the table shakes, and moan so loud she drowns out the presentation. Laura’s usually not the only one cumming at that point, others in the room find the scene irresistible, but we don’t stop there.
I explain that a woman’s clitoris can become so sensitive from multiple clitoral orgasms that it can become painful to touch. While it’s still possible to make a woman cum from touching the clit, it’s usually uncomfortable, and a woman will typically begged to be fucked. The need for vaginal stimulation can become overwhelming. Laura drops from the table at this point and removes my pants, exposing my hard cock. She spends a minute getting me slick with her mouth while I explain the importance of lubrication to the pleasure of both partners.
Once finished she will lay back on the table as I position my hard dick between her legs, pointing it at her pussy. As I slowly enter I explain over her moans that it’s important to move slowly, to avoid causing any discomfort to the woman, and that it creates another chance to agitate the woman and heighten her arousal.
When my dick is fully inside Laura, stretching her pussy wide and filling her deep, I hold myself still. The audio track takes over, touching on the importance of letting the woman move first. It demonstrates her level of arousal and, with her in control, let’s her work the angle of penetration that feels best. She starts moving her hips, thrusting up off the table and fucking herself on my member.
We’ll fuck in that position for about ten minutes as she easily has another orgasm, her moans so loud they’re audible over the commentary. The class is completely enthralled by the sights before them, focusing completely on her tan body wiggling on the table surface. We switch positions so that she is bent over the table propped up on her arms. Her ass pushes back against me as my hard cock slides into her tight pussy again.
As I fuck her from behind the audio talks about areas of the woman’s body that can be aroused from that position. Using my hands I demonstrated, cupping her swinging tits as she arches back into me. After a minute I move my hands to her neck and play with her hair, grabbing a handful to pull her head back so I can kiss and nibble her shoulder and neck. Finally I slide a hand down to her ass and massage her anus, never once slowing my fucking motion.
The position is too much for Laura. Her body pinned against the table as I slam into her from behind while pulling her hair and playing with her ass. She screams through a long orgasm and all other sounds fade away. Tired and spent she collapses on the table, her breathing is deep and hard which causes her chest to rise. The class watches the sweat run down her breasts as I withdraw my hard cock from her pink pussy.
I give her a moment to catch her breath before the final surprise. I slide my hard dick back into her pussy causing her to quiver as her body loses control. I remind the class that the clitoris will be very sensitive and I gentle rub hers with my fingers. It’s too much for her, my cock buried inside her and the motion on her clit, and Laura cums again. This time she grabs my wrists trying to remove my hand, the sensations overwhelm her and she lets out a string of naughty words between moans as her hips buck wildly. She’s completely lost in the sensations as the long orgasm I force on her courses through her body.
That’s when we take a break to give everyone an opportunity to clean themselves up and absorb what they’ve seen. The second half of the day is when we talk about toys, fetishes, role-playing, dirty talking, and other scenarios that can agitate to heighten arousal and pleasure. We also discuss the various areas for the man to ejaculate and the different sensations that can have on the woman’s body.