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Sex Club for College Students Ch. 02

By: RaleighBoy



Calie felt that if her first date as a member of the sex club was in anyway typical, she was going to be an active member for the foreseeable future. She had only signed up for one date her first week, but as a result of it she was eagerly anticipating the next club meeting, which would give her the opportunity to sign up for more.

The day after her first date Calie spotted Heather in the cafeteria, the friend who had introduced her to the club. "Hey Heather," Susan called out as she came over to sit with her. 

"Well, how did your first date go?" Heather asked, with a big smile on her face.

"Better than I'd hoped," Calie said. "Matt was a real gentleman and we had a real good time together." 

"That's great," Heather replied, then snickered, "but I hope Matt wasn't too much of a gentleman. Do you think you'll give it another go next week"?

"Oh yes," Calie responded with a big grin on her face, "So, how was your date?" 

"I had a scrumptious time, though we stayed up too late." Heather answered, "Fortunately, neither of us had any early morning classes. What was the best part of your date with Matt?"

Calie turned a little red, as she was not used to sharing the details of her sex-capades to her girlfriends, but went on to explain, "Since I hadn't been with a guy in over a year, it was so nice just being naked next to him and feeling his skin against mine." Calie lowered her voice to a whisper to make sure no one close by could eavesdrop, "This was the first time I ever had sex, where the guy wasn't wearing a condom. I could actually feel it when Matt came inside me. It felt very intimate, though I wasn't quite prepared for the little squishy mess it causes afterwards, but I dealt with it." 

Heather laughed, "I like that feeling too." 

"Matt is a really great guy and I have to admit I am a little disappointed that the rules don't allow us to date again for another two months." said Calie, "But, maybe I just feel that way because he's cute and he caused me to orgasm several times. I'll just have to wait and see if I feel that way about every guy I have a date with."

"Well, I've never dated Matt, so I can't comment on him specifically, but I often get caught up in the moment. When I am making love with someone," Heather went on, "I feel like I am with the best guy ever. I think your hormones just kick in and take over sometimes. Do you want to go to the meeting together on Sunday?" 

"Yes, that would be great." replied Calie.

*******

Sunday afternoon finally arrived and Heather and Calie met to walk over to the club meeting together. Once again Virginia, the club sponsor, was there to greet them at the front door. 

"Hello Calie," as Virginia greeted her, "it's nice to see you back. I hope your first date with Matt went well."

Calie blushed, then replied, "Oh, yes. Matt and I had a great time, thank you."

Like the previous week the members milled around and greeted each other. Calie spotted her first club date, as he gave her a smile and a little wave from across the room. She also scanned the rest of the room checking out the other male members of the club. There were a few faces that she didn't remember from her first meeting. Then, a group of four girls came over and told her they were glad to see her back. One of the girls exclaimed, "But I'm sure the guys are even happier to see you back than we are."

Heather pulled her aside and said, "Calie, just so you know. While it's the guys who get to select the date cards off the date board, it's perfectly kosher to encourage a guy you find interesting to take one of your cards."

"I just wouldn't know who to ask." Calie exclaimed. 

"Well I guess you could start with boys you find the most attractive." she suggested, "Or if there are some things in particular you like in a guy you could ask me or one of the other girls who they'd recommend."

The formal part of the club meeting was called to order. Then there was one new guy introduced, whose name was Allen. He was a junior, with dark straight hair and brown eyes. He was medium height, wore glasses and had somewhat of an Asian appearance about him. He also had that "studious" look that many of the guys in the club had in common. Calie decided she liked the sound of his voice, as he spoke the few words that were required for all potential new members to make before the club prior to voting them in.

Then Allen left the room and the girls grabbed the little sheets of paper used for voting. This was the first opportunity Calie had to vote on a new number, as just the week before her own entry into the club had been voted on.

One of the girls, whose name was Gail, spoke up, "I know Allen from our dorm. He is about the nicest guy on our floor. He will definitely get my vote."

"He's in my Astrophysics class," chimed in another girl, Ellen, "and he's really smart. I would take him for a 'lab partner' any day."

"Does anyone know about any of Allen's other qualities?" Heather asked with a grin, her face turning just the slightest red. 

Virginia, the club sponsor spoke up, "All right ladies, its time to vote. Mark your paper and put it in the bowl." 

Allen would receive a 'yes' vote from all the female members. Not because he was an Adonis, which he wasn't. But, he was a nice enough, as well as a decent looking typical college guy. The girls didn't want members who were in love with their own bodies, or thought themselves too gifted in their own abilities.

The voting was usually a formality, because no one came to the club that had not already been screened by two or more members. As Calie cast her vote she thought, 'If someone like Allen didn't rate high enough to be a member, then she probably shouldn't qualify to be a member either.'

After everyone congratulated Allen, Calie went to fill in her date cards with the other girls. Tuesday and Friday nights were both clear on her schedule, so she filled out cards for those two evenings. For Tuesday she specified a diner date and then her place. For Friday she specified a Dance Party, since there was one scheduled at the dorm that night, and her place for afterwards again. 

After the meeting, she made her way home and worked on some laundry, so she would have clean clothes for the coming week. Midterms were scheduled at the end of this week and she was concerned about a couple of her classes. At around 6:30 she checked her email.

Hi Calie,
I selected your name for Tuesday. Do you like Chinese food? How does 6:00 at the Golden Dragon sound? Looking forward to meeting you.
Peter

Calie couldn't recall meeting a Peter at the club, so she really didn't know anything about him. She called Heather to see what she might know. She dialed Heathers cell.

Heather answered, "Hi Calie, did you find out who your next date would be with?"

"Yah!! That's why I'm calling, Duh." She said playfully, "Can you give me the 411 on a guy named Peter?"

"So, you got Peter, huh?" Heather exclaimed. 

"You know him then." replied Calie.

"Oh yea, I know Peter." she answered.

"You know him, know him, or you just know who he is?" asked Calie.

"I've been on dates with Peter twice." Heather revealed.

"That sounds promising, so what can you tell me about him?" ask Calie.

"Well he's fairly tall, and has a nice body." Heather offered, "And, I think he did some sports in High School. He has curly hair and he's a junior. I know he has been a member of the club at least a year and both my dates with him turned out real nice, and I mean 'real' nice. I can personally guarantee you'll have a great time together."

"Thanks for the info, I was just a little bit nervous not knowing anything about him. Bye."

With a little more confidence, Calie replied to Peter's email accepting his time and dinner suggestions.

Tuesday, came around and Calie had three classes. Her first two went fine but her third, Psychology did not. Her professor asked her to see him after class.

"Calie, I'm sorry to have to tell you that the last paper you turned in, totally missed the mark and I'm going to have to give you an "F" on it. I don't know if you just didn't understand the material or weren't clear on the assignment, but the paper is just not acceptable work. I am however, going to give you an opportunity to rewrite the paper and turn it in to my office by Thursday. If the rewritten paper rates more than just acceptable, I will raise your grade for this assignment to a "C", otherwise the "F" will stand."

Calie was somewhat stunned. It was true that she hadn't felt great about this paper herself, but she never thought she'd get an "F" on it. She thanked her professor for the opportunity to redo the assignment and left the classroom. 

As she walked back to her dorm, she thought, 'How am I going to get this paper redone by Thursday'? The paper was quite lengthy plus she obviously had some more research to do before she could even get started on it. She had two classes tomorrow and on top of that she had a "date" set up for tonight with Peter. As she made her way back to the dorm, it began to rain.

It was around 3:00 when she arrived back to her room. She took off her wet clothes, got in the shower, almost had a good cry, toweled off, and put on some dry clothes. 'What else could go wrong today,' she thought. She really wanted to just blow this off, put she could not afford to get an "F" on her paper if she had any hope of getting a good final grade in that class. 

She got out her books and materials for her paper and began to go over them, reviewing the comments her professor had scribbled on her failed paper. She worked without interruption and was making some real progress but still had a long way to go. 

Calie looked at the time and cursed under her breath. Having lost track of time working on the make up assignment she was already late for her date. She left the dorm and quickly walked the four blocks to the Golden Dragon Chinese restaurant where they had agreed to meet.

As she got within sight of the restaurant, she saw a young man standing outside looking somewhat hopeful and in her direction. She assumed it was probably Peter. The man was tall, she figured a little over 6 feet, and had a lean athletic look. His hair was light brown and very curly. He had on blue jeans and a collared dress shirt that he had left un-tucked. As she got closer she could see his wide smile, some cute dimples on his cheeks and now recognized him from the last club meeting, though she couldn't recollect having talked to him.

Peter stuck out his right hand and spoke first, "Hi I'm Peter. I wasn't sure if you would remember me from the club."

Shaking his hand, Calie responded, "It's nice to meet you Peter. I didn't know your name but I remember seeing you there. I'm sorry to be late, I was given a big make up assignment by one of my professors and lost track of time."

"Well is tonight not going to work out for you? I was really looking forward to our date, but we can just do it another time if you really need to go home and study."

"No, that's OK." she said, "I've been working all afternoon and I need to take a break anyway. Let's go in, I'm starving."

They were seated at a booth across from each other. It was not a fancy place and it featured an all you can eat dinner buffet. The student price was $8.95 in the evenings and included a drink. Calie had to really concentrate on her date, as she felt her mind wondering back to her classroom issues and the assignment.

They both talked about school and their favorite classes. She found that he had been on the varsity swim team in High School, and she indicated she loved swimming too and even had a pool in their backyard at home. Peter said he was working towards a degree in sports medicine and as a part of that, he helped with the university swim team. 

They both made a couple of trips to the buffet line, but Calie was just picking at her food. She was getting a headache and was thinking again of her school work. He sensed that she was distracted and asked if she was feeling okay.

"I'll be fine, I just have a bit of a headache," she said unconvincingly. 

"Well, please, just let me know if I can do anything to help." he volunteered.

"Thanks for the offer."

They talked a little longer as Peter finished up a few selections from the dessert bar.

"Have you had all you want Calie? Are you ready to go?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm done," she said, though she wasn't really sure she was up for the next part of their date.

It was nice outside and the fresh air made Calie feel a little better. She took Peter's hand as they walked together by the shops and then through the campus on their way back to Calie's dorm. 

As they entered her dorm room he could see evidence of Calie's school work strewn about the desk and floor. 

With Peter standing behind her, she suddenly felt both his hands firmly on her shoulders and with a gentle firmness massaged her stressed muscles. Calie just stood there as she felt the first moments of relaxation she had felt all day. "Mmm," she sighed. 

With his hands still on her shoulders Peter spoke softly, "Calie, you know I am studying and plan to work in sports medicine and therapy. If you'll let me, I think I can help you relax and get rid of some of your stress."

"Well if you really think it will help. I'm sorry but I don't really feel like I am very good company this evening." 

"Well, if you will let me, I was going to start out by getting rid of some of this tension you have in your muscles. I want you to lie down on the bed so I can work out some of your tension."

"That sounds really good to me, if you really think it will help," she said, "What do you need me to do?"

Peter stated matter-of-factly, "I need to use the bathroom, so while I'm gone if you would take your clothes off, except your panties. Then get on the bed lying face down." Peter opened the door to the bathroom Calie shared with the adjacent dorm room and closed it.

Calie felt more like she was talking to a massage therapist then to her date. As she got undressed, she spotted the massage oil she had used on her date last week and set it on her night stand where Peter might see it. She removed most of her clothes as instructed and lay on the bed facing down, with her head on a pillow. 

She heard him come out of the bathroom and turn off the overhead light in her room, leaving just the desk lamp on. Then he took a spot beside her on the edge of her bed. Peter leaned down and placed both hands near the top of her bare back and push into her tense muscles. She felt the pressure of his warm firm hands on her, and felt a connection through his touch that was both calming and reassuring. Calie sensed Peter's hands begin to travel slowly down the middle of her back. With a smooth constant pressure she could feel her sore muscles respond as his hands passed over them.

His downward stroke ended as he came to the top of her panties where once there, he reversed his course and started up the spine again. As his hands reached the top of her back she could feel him spread his fingers and felt them slowly running through her thick hair. As he lightly continued his upward stroke she could feel a tingle over the back of her scalp as her roots were gently teased. Her hair was released as the last of it flowed through his grasp. 

Calie purred softly and thought to herself, 'Mmmmm, I wonder where he learned to do that, that feels wonderful.' 

Peter brought his hands to her shoulders and kneaded them. He could detect the tightness Calie had complained about. As he worked on the knots in her shoulders he gazed over Calie's body. The skin on her back was wonderfully smooth. There was a beautiful curve to her panty covered bottom and her skin felt silky to his touch. She had a contented look on her face and her eyes were closed. 

She felt him move his hands up to her neck muscles and used his finger tips to press into them. He then extended his stroke to her ears and his fingers circled and probed them feeling all the folds and crevices. For a moment his hands left her body and she missed the connection he had created when he first set his hands on her back. 

Then, she felt a new sensation in the middle of her back. She quickly realized that he was taking advantage of the massage oil she had left out and was now pouring a generous amount of it directly onto her back. She smiled blissfully as she felt it begin to disperse across her skin from beyond his application, then he placed his palms in the pool that he had made and began to spread it all over her back. He slid his hands up and down her spine first and then separated them as he began to work towards the edges of her back and finally her sides. While his pressure was firm, the oil allowed his strokes to move smoothly over her skin.

Next Peter moved to the end of the bed. He poured more oil on his hands and began to massage her left foot. He ran both hands up and down her small foot applying a firm force on the different pressure points along the surface of her sole. He then took possession of her other foot and repeated the same process on it. Then she felt him start on her legs beginning with the calf muscles. Peter slowly worked up both calves and up to behind the knees. 

He had succeeded in helping her sore muscles relax and her anxieties over the school day had diminish, and all but vanished. As he continued soothing her body, her thoughts began to turn to him. She gazed down at her obviously accomplished masseur and watched his long powerful arms stroke her legs. She closed her eyes again, took a deep breath and just concentrated on his firm and comforting touch. As he moved above the backs of her knees, Calie began to get the all familiar tingle between her legs. Her body just intuitively knew where this was heading.

As Peter slowly inched further up the backs of her legs, the anticipation of something yet to come was growing. Calie had no control over it as she could feel herself getting wet. As he edged on still further, she again could feel her body sending unsolicited signals to her brain willing her to spread her legs wider, so as not to constrain his progress.

Peter's pulse quickened as he felt Calie's legs move ever so slight apart and he too could feel an involuntary stirring between his own legs. He loved the feel of her soft inner thighs as he neared the top of her legs. Though it was almost inaudible, Peter could hear Calie begin to quietly moan. It was almost like she was purring. 

Peter smiled to himself with satisfaction. A half hour ago Calie was stressed and did not seem very interested in being with him. Now she seemed totally relaxed and receptive to his touch. He supposed her pending school work had indeed caused the undue tress and tension that he was now skillfully working out of her body.  

Once he reached the top of her legs she felt him linger there and softly caress the soft young skin he found there. He touched the inside of her legs and ran his fingers over her inner thighs. Calie loved the feel of his hands as he gently stroked her. Though she was expecting it, he didn't move any higher, and he never touched her panties.

Peter picked up his hands and sat back down on the edge of the bed again near her waist. Then he placed his hand on her lower back. He worked his hand through her lower back, on top of her panties and then down to her tail bone. Using the weight of his body he pressed his palms into her firm buttocks. Because of the pressure he exerted on her, Calie could feel her groin being pressed into the bed below her. She could feel herself tingling as he kneaded her ass and her pubic mound was ground into the bed. She felt Peter release his pressure and then apply it again. She almost felt like she was humping a pillow as the intense feeling spread between her legs. Again Calie was wondering to herself, 'Where does he get this from?'


Sex Club for College Students Ch. 02



After the third time, Peter let up the pressure and with his finger tips lightly traced little circles over her panties. With a feather touch Calie felt him dance over the one piece of fabric still covering her body. She felt his fingers circling lower and lower as he headed between her legs. But his touch became lighter and lighter and by the time he got between her legs she wasn't sure if she was feeling his fingers or just imagining them. It was driving her insane, 'This boy is torturing me,' she thought.

Peter placed his hand on her panties, leaned over and whispered in Calie's ear, "If you ask me really nice, I'll take these off for you."

Calie smiled and responded in play, "Oh, Peter. I'm so sorry I was such a sourpuss earlier." then with a mock pout, she added, "Could you ever forgive me?"

"That sounds nice enough to me." He replied.

Calie lifted her hips off the bed as Peter pulled her panties down, leaving her completely naked. He could feel himself getting harder as he took in the view of her naked ass and her exposed pussy. He took the massage oil again and poured some onto her buttocks. Calie felt the oil flow along her butt crack and onto her anus. Peter ran his finger between her ass cheeks massaging the dripping oil into her skin. She felt him lightly circle her anus with a slicked finger and her body flinched. He then placed his other hand between her legs and palmed her mound gently pressing against it.

She sensed his touch on her outer labia as he traced it with his fingers. It further tingled as he lightly brushed over the fine pubic hair that surrounded her opening. He repeated it and then gradually raked a finger along her slit. She knew he would feel her wetness as his fingers continued to probe the soft folds of skin. His hand began to explore more boldly and Calie jumped as one of Peter's fingers landed on her clit and pressed into it. As he gently explored her she felt his lips on her back. She felt him kissing her in one place and then another. He kissed over her entire back, then behind her neck and then continued down to the small of her back and finally to her ass cheeks. All the while he was gently massaging the outside of her pussy. 

Peter leaned over and spoke into her ear with gentle insistence, "If you please, you can turn over, so that I can complete the procedure by massaging your other side." 

Like she was in a state of sensual bliss, Calie obeyed and turned over. She spied the bulge in Peter's shorts as he changed positions. He took one of her hands in his and spread her fingers, and then kneaded the palm of her hand with his thumb. From there, he moved down her arms working what little tension was left in those muscles. The massage was becoming more sensual by the moment as he began kissing her arms or hands while alternating his work between them. 

Peter placed his hands on her chest, just below the shoulders, and massaged her pecs. Calie enjoyed the massage and was anticipated his next move. She would not be disappointed. He lowered his hands just a little further and covered her beautiful breasts with his hands. Each ample globe fit neatly into his large hands.

Peter grazed a nipple with his outstretched palm and then leaned over and gently kissed it. He kissed her breasts, her small distinct areolas and then the nipple. She felt his tongue on her nipple and then felt it harden as he started flicking his tongue over and over again on it. 

Then, he took it in his mouth and she could feel him continue licking her. He sucked on her and she could feel the sensual excitement continue to build in her body. She reached up and ran her hands though his hair as he released her right breast from his mouth in order to lavish equal treatment on the left one. 

"Calie, you are such a beautiful girl. You have the most gorgeous breasts I have ever seen. I'm sorry I just can't keep my hands off them. I love the way they feel."

She smiled to herself. Although she wasn't sure whether or not Peter was exaggerating, she loved hearing a boy talk about her that way.

After releasing her breast, Calie opened her eyes and watched Peter take the bottle of massage oil and hold it a foot above her chest. He tipped the bottle and began pouring the warm oil directly onto one nipple and then the other. He quickly put the bottle back on the night stand and then placed his palms onto her breasts. The oil squished out as he pushed into them and spread over her chest and Calie moaned her approval. Peter tenderly rubbed the oil in and ran his hands over every part of her glistening breasts. 

Calie bit her lip as Peter continued, but it did not stop her moans. Her breasts were sensitive to his touch and she felt as if she might orgasm from that stimulation alone. Just as she thought she might go over the top, he released her breast from his hands. Peter continued his downward journey and ran kisses along her abdomen. He "found" her belly button and swirled his tongue around it, and her stomach muscles flinched as the tip of his tongue burrowed its way into it. Finally his kisses reached her soft pubic hair. 

Calie had never had a boy put his mouth where she thought Peter might be headed. Friends of hers had talked about it and she had fantasized about it many times, and what it might be like. She could feel the moisture between her legs increasing as her body tingled in preparation for what she hoped was coming. 

Peter lightly ran his finger through her small growth of pubic hair and she felt him kissing the inside of her thighs. She watched as he repositioned himself between her legs. Calie spread her legs wide as he moved to his knees and planted his face directly onto her pussy. She felt him kiss all over her mound, and his fingers ran through her bush. She felt him lightly blowing on her and then jumped as his tongue ran along her slit. His tongue probed her slit and the tip found the hood of her clit. Peter gently drew it into his mouth and sucked on it. She could feel her clit start to respond as he coaxed it from its lair with his lips. She felt a hand push between her legs and then fingers against her cunt. 

She felt Peter push a finger past her moist slit and tease the opening of her vagina and then pressed the finger inside her. She could feel him licking her clit and she couldn't help but squirm against his face. She also felt his finger exploring around inside her until she was given a jolt as he pressed against her most sensitive spot. Calie's hips started bucking and her legs pressed together against Peter's head as the pleasure she felt increased, and threatened to overwhelm. 

She felt him press even harder against her spot as he wiggled his finger back and forth inside her. She could hardly stand it now as he started to suck on her engorged clit again. He had to fight against her to keep breathing as she involuntarily ground her cunt into his face and her thighs squeezed him from both sides.

Without realizing it, she started urging him on, "Oh, yes. That's it Peter. Oh, don't stop, Oh Yes, Oh Yes," then, Calie felt her body begin to, "Ohhhh!" shake and shudder as her orgasm, starting from her clit, washed over her. Peter made sure of his efforts and didn't slow down as wave after wave of pleasure showered over her. 

Calie was stunned by the orgasm she experienced by Peter's masterful techniques. This was beyond anything she and her high school boyfriend had engaged in. As her heart rate and body slowly returned to normal, he sat up and wiped off his reddened face that was covered with her juices. He repositioned himself, sitting on the side of the bed and ran his hands through her hair as she reached up and brought his face to hers to give him a long appreciative kiss. Peter kissed her back enjoying the moment, and he could feel the probe of her tongue past his lips, exploring.

Calie, lying there naked with Peter still fully dressed, enjoyed the caress each placed on the other. As they kissed, she searched out the buttons of his shirt and moved from one to the next as she worked quickly to undo them. Once his shirt was loose Calie's hands were on his chest, feeling him. Their lips separated just long enough for Peter to tear his shirt off, and Calie to admire his bare chest. He had just a few small whiffs of light brown hair, and his hard upper body and pecs looked like those of a swimmer. 

"Why don't you lie down and let me relax you a for a little bit," Calie said.

"That sounds great," replied Peter as he stood up beside the bed and quickly removed his shoes and socks. 

"I'll help with this," said Calie as she reached for the top of his jeans.

She effortlessly unsnapped them and drew down the zipper. She could see a small trail of hair that led downward from his belly button and disappeared under his gray under shorts. As she pulled the jeans over his hips, they quickly fell to the floor. Peter quickly moved onto the bed and lay face down, robbing Calie of her opportunity to more closely inspect what his shorts were hiding.

Calie looked over his tall body that spread over the length of her bed. He had large muscular shoulders and long arms and legs. She placed her small hands on his back and massaged them over the large smooth surface. She ran her fingers through his wonderfully thick and curly hair. She again moved her hands up and down the length of his back and applied more pressure to her strokes. She had to stretch so far to reach the tops of his shoulders that she felt her breasts pressed into his back. From his shoulders she worked down each of his toned arms and hands. 

On the arm closest to her, Calie kissed the back of his hand and then opened his palm and kissed it too. Next she took his index finger, kissed the tip and then drew it in her mouth sucking on his finger. 

Then she moved her hands to his lower back. Some of her long strokes continued down his back and over his shorts. Peter loved the feel of Calie's hands pressing on his lower back and ass. His hard cock, trapped beneath his stomach, reacted each time Calie pressed her weight onto him. 

On her next long stroke Calie's fingers went under his shorts instead of over. She tugged at them and announced, "The shorts have to go. They are interfering with my work." 

"Well, I would hate anything to impede your progress." said Peter who responded by raising his hips. She quickly slipped the offending shorts off, and threw them to the floor. 

Calie moved to Peter's feet and began to massage them along with his toes. Just as he had done to her, she slowly worked her way up his legs. Her long firm strokes were now finishing on his ass. She then softened her strokes and worked on the inside of his thighs. She was teasing him now as some strokes would lightly graze his scrotum, that she could see peaking out between his legs. She also noticed him squirming as her teasing began having the desired effect. 

She retrieved the massage oil and poured it liberally on his ass. Peter felt the oil run over his body, between his butt checks, between his legs and over his balls. Calie ran her hands over the spreading oil and worked it into his buttocks. She massaged it in between his legs and finally his sack. As she gently worked her oily fingers around his balls, she heard a moan escape Peter's lips. 

"You like that, huh?" She queried.

"Mmmmm," was the only response Peter made.

Calie continued to run her fingers over and over his sensitive areas. Then she said, "I think it's time for you to turn over now." 

With relief, Peter welcomed her invitation. With his penis trapped beneath him, her foreplay had made him so hard that his condition was becoming quite uncomfortable. 
As he rolled over and his member came into Calie's view, she gazed longingly at his hard cock, which was pointed straight at his belly button. It looked long and lean, like his body and was capped by a beautiful smooth tip. Beneath his shaft lay a think curly bush of light brown hair. Hanging below his shaft lay his balls that still gleaned from Calie's thorough application of massage oil. She could feel a twinge between her legs as she admired his beautiful package. 

As Peter lay stretched out in front of Calie she moved back onto the bed, and sat between his legs. His cock, aching to be touched, and as if she could read his mind, reached down and grasp the base of his penis with one hand, then leaned over and kissed the tip of his cock. With the second kiss, she licked the underside just below the tip. Next she took the tip in her mouth and sucked on it while she swirled her tongue over the soft tip. She could feel the warmth, texture and hardness of his shaft in her mouth. She breathed in his sent, it was the clean unmistakable scent and aroma of a man. 

She pressed this prick deeper into her mouth and ran her other hand lightly over his balls and between his legs. She gazed up at him and he was looking back at her, taking in all the attention that Calie was giving to his swollen member. Peter felt a tingle running from the tip of his cock with each stroke she made, and he ran his hands through her hair as she tried to inhale him and suck him deeper with each pass she made. 

"Ohhh,, That feels fantastic," Peter said encouragingly.

With the sensations building in his body, she felt his hips start to thrust desperately trying to assist her in her efforts. She clasped his slick member with both hands and brought her hands up to the tip just short of her lips and back down again. He felt the firm jerk of her two hands immediately followed by her lips and mouth plunging down over his hard-on. She increased the pace as Peter's thrusts became more frantic. The intensity grew and he knew she would soon push him over the top. 

Peter groaned, "I'm gonna cum." as he stopped thrusting and his hold body began to shake. 

Calie lifted her mouth off his cock and continued jerking him with both hands. She aimed him at her chest and soon felt his cum splash onto her breast. The second and third round hit their target too as his orgasm subsided with two last spasms. She slowed down and then stopped when she thought she had milked the last of it from him. 

"Oh my God, that was fantastic" an exhausted Peter said. 

"You have such a nice body Peter. I love your hair, your powerful hands, and that massage you gave me was wonderful."

Peter reached out for her and Calie lay down on top of him. She felt his cum ooze between them as her breasts flattened against his body. She put her head on his chest and he held her. 

They just enjoyed the moment as they quietly lay there. She lightly rubbed his nipples while he stroked her hair.

Peter broke the silence, "Sorry for the mess I made." 

"That's okay, I enjoyed helping you make it. Do you want to go take a quick shower?"

"Only if you join me."

"Oh, I thought that was a given," Calie said with a big grin.

Calie pealed herself form off him and the bed and went into the shared bathroom and started the shower water. Peter enjoyed watching his naked date walk about the room. 'She has such a nice ass,' he thought. 

"I think the water's ready" she said as she beckoned him to join her.

The shower was small for two, but manageable. Peter soaped her chest and could not stop himself from spending extra attention on her pert breasts. He ran his hands over her tummy and then her legs. Again he spent extra time teasing her between her legs. She turned around and he soaped the massage oil off her back, legs and ass. 

Calie took the soap from Peter. Her hands worked up a soapy lather concentrating on his chest and nipples, and then worked down to his abs. She washed his back and then his butt. She teased him pushing her hand between his legs and grabbed his hanging balls, cleaning them from behind. She reached around with her other hand and washed the hair above his cock. Still behind him, both hands now reached around and soaped his nut sack gently fondling it between her fingers. Her soapy hand moved up and she wrapped it around his limp penis. Flaccid, it fit easily in her hand and she rolled it through her fingers. She could feel it becoming less pliable in her hands as it began to respond to the attention she was paying to it. 

Calie stopped teasing his newly cleaned and polished "equipment." He turned around and embraced her, their clean skin pressing together as the hot water ran over them. Peter kissed her and Calie kissed back, pressing her tongue past his lips to explore again. As she kissed him, she could feel Peter's cock pressed against her stomach, growing harder.

She turned the water off and they dried themselves. She watched amused as Peter's hard-on bounced up and down amongst the action of the towel as he dried. 

Once they were dry she took his hand and directed him to lie back down on the bed. Calie wanted to feel him inside her. She moved atop him and straddled his hips, then leaned forward and kissed him roughly whispering in his ear, "I'm going to impale myself on your hard cock."

She sat up and moved herself above his groin, took his erection in her hand and guided it between her legs. She slowly lowered herself until she felt the tip press between her cunt lips. Then she pushed herself down as far as she could go as she felt his shaft press deep inside her. 

Peter let out a gasp as her tight pussy lips slid down the length of his rod and her bottom smacked against the top of his legs. Calie looked down at him and just grinned. He brought his hands up to cup her breasts that were now within reach. In turn, she raised herself up, almost allowing his cock to fall out, but pressed down again feeling his shaft slide against her clit and filling her back up. 

Calie began to create a rhythm and soon Peter was matching her. His hips pumped upwards to meet her and you could hear their bodies slapping together as they met. As this petite girl rode his cock, he looked down and could see himself slide in and out of her gorgeous pussy. Her small breasts jumped each time their bodies met and her face had a look of ecstasy about it as she used his stiff dick to pleasure herself. She saw him reach his long arm between them and then felt a finger on her aching clit. Calie began to moan. Her legs were beginning to tire but she was desperate to finish what she had started. 

Now Peter urged her on, "That's it Calie, fuck me. Ride my cock. I want to feel you cum." 

Calie could sense she was almost there. She took over from him and shoved her own fingers over her clit working them furiously. He felt his own sensations building and began thrusting upward with so much force Calie was afraid he might even unintentionally push her off. She was now riding him for all she was worth as their bodies crashed into each other again and again.

Peter was almost there, and knew his relief would come any moment. He cried out and she felt him splash cum inside her. She was close too, and began to call out as her orgasm built, "Oh God, Oh yes,, Ahhh." as she felt her body shudder as her orgasm over took her and she continued to finger herself to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible. 

Finally she collapsed onto him as her legs gave way, leaving her with the sensation they were made of Jell-o. Peter held her and gently stroked her back. She lay there with his shaft still inside her, and she could feel some of his juices slowly leak out between them as he went soft. She was thoroughly satisfied, but now exhausted. 

As they pulled apart Calie used a hand towel to wipe off Peter's limp penis and then herself. They sat up and she went to use the bathroom while he picked his clothes off the floor and put them back on. Just as he had finished dressing, Calie came back into the room wearing her robe. Falling into his arms, they held each other. She gave him a soft kiss and thanked him for making what started as a bad day into one of the best she'd had in a long time. As they embraced for the last time Peter couldn't help himself as he slipped a hand through an opening in Calie's robe and cupped her naked breast. 




Sex Club for College Students Ch. 02



"Magnificent, Just magnificent," Peter said with a grin as he removed his hand, kissed her goodbye, and turned to leave.



Thanks to ZexWizzard for editing assistance.

This is my second story. I appreciate all the positive comments and suggestions many of you made on my first story. I hope you enjoy this sequel too.



Sex Club for College Students Ch. 03



Sorry, this chapter ran a bit longer then the previous two, but I think you will find it enjoyable reading.

Thanks to ZexWizzard for editing assistance.

Background: A few weeks ago Heather invited Calie to become a member of an off campus dating club. The girls fill out date cards where they select what nights they are available and what they would like to do (i.e. restaurant, dancing, party etc...). The boys select from the available date cards on the board and coordinate all the particulars of the date via email with the girl whose card they selected. With the completion of the first portion of the rendezvous they go back to his or her place to have some more intimate fun. 

Heather saw her friend and fellow club member Calie in the cafeteria lunch line ahead of her. "Hey Calie, would you like to sit together?" Heather asked as she caught up to Calie.

"Yea, that'd be great," Calie replied. 

They went through the line together, and selected their food, Calie from the salad bar and Heather from the oriental food station. They sat down in a booth together so they could talk in private.

"So, did you have a date over the weekend," Heather inquired?

"No," answered Calie, "I had two papers I had to write and a couple books I needed to read as well. How about you, were you dating?"

"No, I didn't either. Like you, I just had too much school work to catch up on. Are you going to the club meeting this weekend?"

"I suppose so." replied Calie.

"Well, that doesn't sound very enthusiastic. Is everything okay?" 

"It's just that I've had to step up my effort in a few classes, and so far that seems to be paying off. As far as the club goes," Calie went on to explain, "the first couple of dates I had in the club were great, the second even more so, but my third date was just okay. My last one was kind of mediocre at best."

"I'm really sorry to hear that. Why do you think the dates didn't go so well?" Heather inquired. 

"With one of the guys, John, I just didn't seem to hit it off with him." offered Calie, "The dinner conversation wasn't that good. He really seemed more interested in himself than getting to know me better. I guess physically he was really not my type and nothing I did seemed to be pleasing to him."

"Wow that date sounds like a bummer," Heather replied.

"The other date I had was with Andrew." said Calie, "We went to a dance together and we had a good time there, but afterwards when we went back to my room it was like I didn't know what to do. We just finally fumbled with each others clothes, had sex and he left. Maybe on my first two dates the boys were more experienced, but I really felt inadequate as a lover and unfulfilled emotionally by either date."

"Thanks for sharing that with me. I dated Andrew once too. He's a nice guy but when it comes to loving he's a lot more passive than most boys." 

"Well, how do you deal with that or the situation I had with John, where he didn't seem to like anything I did for him?" Calie asked.

"Some of it just comes with experience." Heather explained, "If you were regularly dating either one of these guys you would know whether or not they were just having a bad day. Both of you would be more comfortable communicating with each other what your likes and dislikes were. Communication really is the key on these dates. You have a very limited time to get to know each other and create some chemistry before you find yourself back at your room where both of you were expecting to have the best two hours of your week. When you don't, it can really be aggravating."

"Well, how do I get better at this?" Calie asked, "Do I just keep going on club dates hoping it will eventually get better? Is there something I can read or is there someone who can teach me?" 

"It's interesting you should mention teaching." Heather replied with a grin, "You're not the first club member to have some mediocre dating experiences. The personality conflicts that sometimes occur between members are probably inevitable and can occasionally happen to anyone on a date. The other issue of feeling inadequate as a lover or feeling that your date is not satisfying your needs is a problem that training can address." 

Heather continued, "Last semester Chris and I were approached by Virginia, the club's sponsor. It seems that a number of club members had confided in her some of the same issues you've mentioned. Chris and I have both been in the club for a couple years. Virginia said that both of us had consistently won high marks from the other club members when they were asked to describe their best dating experiences in the club. Because of that, Virginia asked us if we could come up with a way to teach some of our 'secrets of success' to other club members who asked for help. Chris and I discussed it, and decided that the best way to teach someone how to be a better lover was to show them."

Calie intrigued asked, "How did you go about 'showing' them?"

Heather explained, "To begin with, Virginia gave us the name of one guy and one gal that had come to her. Chris and I arranged a dinner date for the four of us, and then we all went over to Virginia's house where the club holds its meetings and had a training session there. Chris and I shared and demonstrated some of our experiences and ideas and we worked with them as a couple, and did some, well, role playing." 

"Well, how did it go?" asked Calie, intrigued. 

"In the beginning it felt a little strange being naked in front of three other people, while explaining at the same time how to be a better lover," Heather answered, "But, after a little while, I really got into it. It was a good learning experience for me too and when Virginia talked to the two students a month later, they both said the training class had made a big difference in the quality of their dates. Chris and I have taught the class three times together and I've taught it one other time with a different guy."

"Heather, that sounds interesting, and maybe what I need," half agreed Calie, "But I think I would feel awkward being naked with three other people there."

"I want to assure you that this is not intended to be a group sex session." promised Heather, "First off, we don't put on a lesbian make out show for the guys. In order to demonstrate or role play there will be times when the other boy will be asked to do something with you or me and visa versa. You may practice something with the male instructor or the other student. I think if you ask some of the other members that have gone through the class they will tell you that it was a lot of fun and that they quickly got over their anxiety of being naked in front of a small group of people."

Calie asked, "If I did this, would you be one of the instructors?" 

"That's up to you," answered Heather. Virginia has recruited one other girl from the club recently that she feels is almost as skilled as I to hold the class too. She believes this gives her a balance of body type and a wider range of instruction for students."

"I guess it would be a little weird having you as one of the instructors, knowing you as well as I do," Calie replied, "but I do value your advice and would want to learn as much as I could. Let me sleep on it and get back to you tomorrow."

"That's fine." agreed Heather, "If you get back to me by tomorrow afternoon, I think we could arrange something for this Saturday."

Calie gave everything Heather had informed her of some serious thought. It did sound like it might be a solution for some of the dating issues she had experienced in the club. Getting some practical advice from someone who knew what they were talking about seemed like a good idea. Being naked with three other people certainly would be a new experience as well, so after a night of careful deliberation, Calie called Heather up and said, "Sign me up!" 

"That's great," replied Heather. "All four of us will meet for a bite to eat at the College Sub Shop on Saturday afternoon at 1:00. Then we can head over to Victoria's house afterward for the training session.

*******

Saturday came and Calie slept in late. When she did get up she took a shower, got dressed and headed over to the College Sub Shop to meet Heather, the other instructor, and her 'mock' date and fellow student. It was only about a ten minute walk from the dorm, but it was cold and windy out so it was not such a pleasant outing. When Calie arrived, she saw that Heather and a guy she didn't recognize was already occupying one of the booths. 

As Calie approached to join them, the young man sitting with Heather stood up. With a warm smile he reached out to shake Calie's hand, and said, "Hi, I'm Chris. It's nice to meet you Calie."

Chris was tall, maybe six feet, and had longish dirty blond hair. He was wearing blue jeans and a grey t-shirt with the college logo printed on it. He had an easy going laid back look about him.

"Well, it's nice to meet you too Chris, thanks for taking the time to do this," offered Calie.

"Well it looks like our other trainee has arrived," said Heather.

Calie turned around and recognized Allen. He was the newest member of the club that they had voted into their society just a week after she had joined herself. Allen was a junior with dark straight hair and brown eyes. He was medium height, about five foot ten, wore glasses and had some Asian features. He had a "studious" look about him, like many of the guys in the club.

"Hi Guys," Allen exclaimed.

They all made their introductions and Calie and Allen joined them at the table.

"Why don't we all go up and order our subs and drinks and then we can sit back down and talk," suggested Heather.

After everyone had their order and was seated back at the booth Chris started in, "Well we all know why we're here and I just want to lay down some guidelines to make this session as productive for the two of you as possible. First I want you both to be comfortable, this is not a competition and there are no graded tests at the end of class. There are no dumb questions. If you are not sure about something Heather or I say or do, please ask. We've done a few of these classes together as we each have informed the both of you and I think you will learn a lot and have a fun time doing it."

Chris paused for effect. "Any questions so far?"

With no reply from either pupil, he continued, "Okay then, the first thing to remember is that in order for these dates to be successful, the first phase of the date needs to go as smoothly as possible in order for the remainder of the night to follow suit. Your dinner, or whatever you decide to do together, is actually more important than what you do once you two get back to your dorm room."

Chris turned to Allen and said, "Girls especially need to feel a level of trust before they are going to feel comfortable with your hands all over them. Ask them about their day, really listen to what they have to say and don't interrupt every ten seconds with your 'me too' comments. Ask, and then talk about their hometown or their favorite books. You can talk about the club if both of you want but don't start spouting graphic details of the guy or girl you slept with last Tuesday. You want your date to feel like it's all about them. You are here to be with them, learn about them, laugh with them, and have a good time with them." 

As Calie listened, she thought a lot of what Chris was saying was just good common sense advice. She realized that on her last two dates, she really never made a connection with either boy during their time together. In fact, with John she couldn't recall one time that she laughed at something he said.

To demonstrate his point, Chris started a conversation with Heather. They covered a number of topics, including dorm food, the bad weather, and a particularly difficult science class. It all seemed so natural of them both, and the conversation was punctuated numerous times by one or both of them laughing at something the other had commented on.

Heather then turned to her two pupils, "You can see that while we have only been talking a few minutes, there is already a more relaxed banter between Chris and I than when we first began. And, whereas I know the situation differs individually from person to person, this particular example is meant to illustrate that as I feel more comfortable with Chris my mind starts thinking about what we will be doing later. I am beginning to 'like' my date and the idea of leaning across the table and kissing him starts to become very appealing to me." 

"Oh really. So what's stopping you?" Chris said as Heather grinned back at him.

Chris continued, "It's only natural that you may be nervous about what your date might be thinking about you, or if your actions are those that are appealing to your date or 'is their thing'. Just remember Calie, the guy probably had lots of date cards to pick from, but he picked yours. And Allen wasn't Calie and all the girls you've dated at the club meeting where they unanimously voted to let you into the club?"

"Yea, all of them were." Allen responded.

"That means there was already an interest in you from the start." said Chris, "Don't think little of it,"

Heather added, "I am always a bit nervous on these club dates anticipating how they will go. I think knowing that the person sitting across from you is going to see you completely naked later in the evening is probably enough to make all but the most ardent exhibitionist a little self conscious. Don't rush through the dinner, give yourself and your date plenty of time to get to know each other. It also serves to build the anticipation level."

"As the dinner progresses," Chris sheepishly admitted. "I find myself wanting to be with the girl sitting across from me more and more. I guess I should be embarrassed to say it, but I am usually at least partially hard by the time we are half way through dinner." 

"Hey, when we dated I thought you told me you started getting hard from the time you sat down with me at the restaurant," said Heather in mock protest.

"Actually, with you I got hard just picking your date card off the board." retorted Chris.

Calie spoke up, "Well I really enjoy the dialogue you two create, I just don't know if I can do the same with that type of interaction on a first date."

Heather replied, "Well everyone you date will be different, and there will be some people that you just seem to click with right from the first moment you meet. But if you both work at it, by the time you are done with a leisurely dinner you will feel excited about moving on to the next phase of your evening together."

Chris continued, "Of course, tonight's a little different because neither of you knew who your study buddy for this class would be, but we are going to engage in a little role playing and pretend that you two just met for a date this evening. Allen, why don't start this off." 

Allen turned to address his 'date', "Good evening Calie, I am really looking forward to our date this evening. I really like that dress you're wearing."

"Well that sounds a little bit contrived," Heather commented, "but it's got the right attitude, and pointed in the right direction." 

"Thanks Allen, I've been looking forward to our date too," Calie replied, trying to play into the role.

Calie and Allen talked back and forth for almost a half an hour. They talked about classes, their home towns, and the college's football game last week. Calie learned that Allen's mother was part Japanese, which accounted for Allen's Asian like features. Heather and Chris made the occasional comments and suggestions and by the time an hour had gone by they were laughing and thoroughly enjoying each others company. 

Then Chris brought the role playing to a halt. "Okay, I think you would agree that you have a much stronger connection and greater level of comfort with each other than you did an hour ago, and I think you will find as the level of comfort grows you will start thinking about what's going to come with growing anticipation and genuine excitement. Alright, enough of this, let's get out of here and walk over to Victoria's house. She's probably wondering what's taking us so long."

As they got up and left the restaurant Chris made a request, "Allen, I want you to take Calie's hand. Just something as simple as holding hands as you walk back to your dorm can allow you to build on the connection you made during the dinner portion of the date."

Calie took Allen's hand in hers and they walked the two blocks together to Victoria's house. All four of them walked up to the front porch and Heather rang the door bell. A moment later, Victoria answered the door and ushered them inside. Allen gave Calie's hand a little squeeze and released it. Calie looked at him and gave him a little smile.

"Well everything is ready for you upstairs, you know where everything is Heather," said Virginia pointing towards the stairs.

All four of them went upstairs and Heather opened the first door to the left. As they entered the room Calie could smell mild incense. The overhead lights were off but there were two floor lamps and a candle burning at each of the two night stands. Between the night stands was a king size bed covered by a thick dark green bed spread. At the top of the bed the bedspread was pulled back and there was a collection of pillows of various shapes and fabrics. The whole room presented a very inviting picture.

Heather spoke first, "Don't underestimate the impact that setting the ambiance for this part of your date can make. While none of us have dorm rooms or apartments that could match Victoria's setup, just a few changes can make a big difference. I know if I go back to a guy's place and he has taken the time to put on some soft music, has romantic lighting, and the room is clean, he has really thought about our date. On the other hand if we get back to his room and he has to clear his dirty laundry off the bed or something similar, that can be a real mood killer."

Chris added, "I agree with Heather on this one, it really does matter. I can remember one date I had where the dinner conversation just didn't seem to go that great and I really wasn't sure how 'into me' my date really was. Then we got back to my room, and I had candles burning, soft jazz on the stereo, the room was neat as a pin, and I had placed two chocolate mints on what was to be her pillow. She turned to me and said 'You did all this for me?' and then she planted a big kiss on me and the rest, as they say, is history."

"And here I thought all this time that I was the only one who you gave chocolate mints to." Heather said sarcastically. "Another very important point is hygiene. I know you have heard it during the club meetings, but always shower and brush your teeth before you go out on a date. You don't want to have them second guessing whether that finger you are about to put inside her is clean or not. Speaking of hygiene, have you all showered today?" 

Everyone nodded yes.

With a smile, Chris continued, "Well, we're going to get close for this part of the class so let's all wash our hands and I just so happen to have chocolate breath mints for everybody."

"Do you buy those things by the case?" Allen chided.

Chris laughed while adding, "At this point, because of the connection you achieved at dinner, the hand holding and the atmosphere you have hopefully created in your room, you should both anxiously be anticipating the next step. If your date took the time to prepare the room, compliment them on it to let them know you appreciate their efforts. This would then be the point where if you haven't already done so, you lean in and kiss your date. Depending on your personality you might even ask permission." Chris gazed at Heather, "May I kiss you?"

Heather responded by leaning towards Chris and their lips met. One thing Heather hadn't told Calie is that Chris was the first boy she had dated in the club. It was a night she would never forget. The way Chris had made love to her was unlike anything she had experienced with her juvenile High School boy friends. He made her feel special at dinner and he was patient with her obvious inexperience afterwards as they explored each others bodies after reaching his room. 




Sex Club for College Students Ch. 03



Their kisses started gentle and undemanding and Chris gently cradled Heather's head with his hands. He leaned back slightly and inhaled her scent. "Your hair smells wonderful," Chris exclaimed as he ran his fingers through it and then kissed her again.

Chris and Heather stopped and turned to their two students.

Heather spoke first, "Now I am sure both of you know how to kiss, but you will notice Chris didn't start by sticking his tongue half way down my throat or grabbing my breasts. We are just getting comfortable touching each other a little, no rushing, no grabbing. I am not saying that you're never going to have a date where you can both hardly wait to rip each others clothes off, but we are trying to address those date situations that both of you talked about where the sparks weren't flying everywhere off of every part of each of your bodies and the date ended up being a dud instead of the earth shaking and quaking under the bed."

Chris took over, "Because this has not been a typical date and the two of you don't know each other well, this will be an excellent opportunity to role play some. I realize some of this will feel a little staged and awkward at first, but just go along with the 'plan' and I think you will find it helpful. I want both of you to go back out to the hallway, and come back into the room holding hands. Allen I want you to pretend that this is Calie's dorm room that you are seeing it for the first time and just try to pretend that Heather and I are not in the room."

Calie left the room with Allen, and was actually feeling a little giddy as Allen took her hand in his.

"I guess you should open the door," he said with a smile, "since it's actually your dorm room." 

Calie opened the door and they both stepped into the room. "This is amazing. Did you set this all up yourself? Oops, that was a stupid question, of course you did." Allen said trying to keep a straight face. 

"I am glad you like it. I was really looking forward to this date with you Allen, and wanted everything to be just right." replied Calie as she played into her role once more.

Allen replied, "I've been looking forward to this date too," and then leaned toward Calie with his lips and kissed her for the first time.

Calie felt his warm lips on hers and could feel the flutter of that 'genuine butterfly' affect in her stomach. It was just a soft kiss but a very welcome one. As Allen began to break the kiss Calie responded and kissed him back. As their kisses continued, Allen took a small step forward and gently wrapped his arms around her and tenderly pulled them closer. Calie looked into is dark brown eyes as he gazed back at her. Calie placed her hands around Allen's waist and they embraced. Calie pushed her lips again firmly against his with more insistence and Allen held her tighter. Calie's bosom pushed against his chest as she brushed the tip of her tongue across his lips, seeking to explore Allen further. Allen parted his lips and felt their tongues meet. 

Allen ran his fingers through her hair as they continued to kiss with ever greater passion while Calie's hands migrated lower and grabbed at Allen's ass. She pulled him to her and felt his crotch press against her belly. 

"Has anyone ever told you what a great ass you have?" Calie said breaking the kiss as well as the silence of the moment. 

"Not unless you count the two gay guys that propositioned me at the bar last week," Allen said with a smile.

Heather interrupted, "Okay you guys, that was great. Unless you two are professional actors I would swear that you were enjoying yourselves."

"Oh, I was," Calie said with a grin, never taking her eyes off Allen's.

With a wink Allen said, "Well, I'm just one hell of a great actor."

Calie gave Allen a mock punch on the shoulder for his wise crack.

Chris said, "That was great, what you said at the end about Allen's ass. About the only comment I would have is you both might look for more opportunities to communicate with your partner. I like this about you, or do that again, or wow that feels great."

Heather added, "If at this point the date is not proceeding the way you had hoped it would, I would suggest you offer the other person a massage. It can start with their clothes on or off, and can be just massaging their neck or back. Any excuse to initiate some physical contact with your date will start to tear down the walls that are keeping you from feeling connected with your partner. If I remember Calie, you said you had a date a couple weeks ago where you were feeling stressed about school and really seemed not to be hitting it off with your date. Then he started out in your dorm room by giving you a nice back rub and by the time you two were done you said you couldn't get enough of him." 

Calie blushed, "Yes, you're right. It really did make all the difference." 

"Now we come to one of my favorite parts of the date," Chris said, "Transitioning from kissing and embracing each other to removing clothes and moving to the bed. For me, this often just starts as a natural progression from the kissing."

Chris took Heather in his arms again and began to kiss her and she responded in kind. Calie and Allen saw Heather move her head and whisper something in Chris's ear. She then licked his earlobe and gently nibbled on it. Chris raised a hand to Heathers chest and lightly pressed it against her breast. His fingers searched for her nipple and found it. Heather drew back lightly and found the ends of Chris's t-shirt and pulled it off over his head.

Calie stared at Chris's body, and immediately thought, 'this boy obviously works out'. He had a well defined six pack and a deep tan. Heather fondled his chest and squeezed his nipples.

"Oh I just love your beautiful chest," Heather said with much emphasis.

Calie thought to herself, 'So do I'. 

"Now, another avenue you can take is a little bit of a strip tease." said Heather. "Guys especially seem to like this."

"Well, duh!" exclaimed Chris.

Chuckling, Heather pushed Chris back onto the bed and stood before him. She raised her hands and slowly started unbuttoning her blouse as the soft music played in the background. By the time she got to the third button her black lace bra was clearly visible. Calie noticed a bulge forming in Chris's jeans as he sat on the bed watching Heather strip for him.

Allen stood transfixed too as Heather put on her show. Heather was a pretty girl. She wasn't petite like Calie as she stood about five foot six, and probably weighed about 140 pounds, out weighing Calie by fifteen or twenty. Her breasts also looked to be a size larger, and her long thick hair fell about three inches beyond her shoulders.

Once her blouse was unbuttoned, Heather took it off and dropped it to the floor. Next she unbuttoned her tight jeans that were molded to her shapely legs. They could now see her matching black panties as she wiggled her bottom to help lower the jeans past her hips. She kicked her shoes off and stepped out of her jeans. 

Heather then moved closer to the bed, standing over Chris as she unfastened her bra. Even Calie was a little envious as she gazed on Heather's full naked breasts. Chris reached out and cupped the breasts she had offered up to him. He leaned over and took one of them in his mouth and ran his tongue over her nipple. Heather let out a satisfied moan that all of them could hear. Chris drew back a little taking in Heather's body with his eyes. Then he reached out, found the band of Heather's panties and ever so slowly lowered them. 

Allen and Calie moved from behind Heather to get a better look at the slow unveiling that was going on. Allen's mouth was dry with anticipation. First they could see Heather's tan line and then as the panties continued lower they could see the top of her bush. It seemed like it took forever as Chris teased them with his slow pace. Heather felt herself getting wet as Chris unveiled her to their two pupils. Finally, together they revealed her entire body to the two's view. Her long smooth legs, her shapely ass and her dark trimmed bush, and Allen could just make out the outline of her pussy. 

Heather stepped out of her panties and turned to face Allen and Calie. She smiled and did a little curtsy. "Ta-Da." she announced, "So that's one way to do a little strip tease for your date." Chris, Calie and Allen offered up some applause in response and appreciation.

"Whew, if a guy's not hard after a performance like that," chimed in Chris, "you're either gay, or impotent."

Calie chuckled, and couldn't help but glance over at Allen's jeans to see if she could see any evidence of his reaction to Heather's show.

Heather grabbed one of the robes lying across the corner chairs and covered herself. "I don't want to distract the boys too much," she said to Calie. "Calie, what have you found you like best? Do you like to have your date undress you, or do you like to undress him?"

"Well I guess I've never given it much thought before." she replied in answer, "I do like undressing my date. I guess it gives me the impression of control and I enjoy touching them. I've gone out with some pretty shy guys and I guess it's a way for them to know I like their body or really interested in them as a whole. Maybe I am a little self conscious because I don't know that I would feel comfortable doing a strip tease like Heather just did."

"What about you Allen?" Heather inquired.

"I would say it's a big turn on for me when I have a gal taking my clothes off." he answered. "It makes me feel like they really want me. I could go either way with my date's clothes though. I really liked what Heather just did, but I would have been just as happy to assist her. If I undress my date it gives me the opportunity to do some exploring also, if they are game." 

Chris added another comment, "Another advantage of helping to undress your date is you can sort of take turns with each article of clothing. I also think it's easier to add in comments along the way."

"Like, your arms are so big and strong, or your skin is so soft, or the best one, Oh, you're so big and hard," Heather added in a sarcastic tone.

"Yea, especially that last one," Chris said with a laugh, "It's impossible to overuse that phrase on a guy."

Chris turned to the two students and suggested, "Why don't you two pick up where you left off before we interrupted you and just see what kind of transition feels natural. Without going overboard, try to add some compliments directed at your date along the way."

Allen took Calie's hand in his and positioned himself so that he was facing her. Calie felt her nervous excitement return as she looked deep into his eyes again. She raised herself up onto her toes to bring her lips to his. His lips met hers and he wrapped his arms around her. 

"You smell so good Calie," complimented Allen.

As he resumed his kisses, Calie felt his tongue begin to explore. Calie hugged him tighter, and this time she could feel his member pressing against her tummy. Allen ran his hands up the side of her body and then hugged her to him, pressing her breast against his. 

Calie exclaimed, "You're such a good kisser Allen, I could do this all night."

She moved her hands to the top button of Allen's shirt and whispered to him, "But I want more than just your kisses."

She unbuttoned his shirt slowly one button at a time. As she undid the third button she leaned in and kissed his chest where the previous button had covered him. She repeated the procedure as she came to the fourth and fifth buttons too and with the last button undone she pushed the shirt over his shoulders, down his arms and dropped it to the floor. 

Allen stood before her, his chest bare. He was totally smooth with no hair whatsoever. While not as defined as Chris he had a nice slim body that Calie found very inviting. Her hands ran over his bare skin placing her arms around his sides and began massaging his bare back. 

"Oh, your hands feel so good," Allen declared. 

Now it was Allen's turn as he took hold of Calie's t-shirt. While she raised her hands to the ceiling, he pulled it over her head. Allen reached around her and found the hook to her salmon pink bra, unclasping it. But Calie brought her hands down over her chest which preventing the bra from falling to the floor.

Calie smiled seductively back at Allen, "So you want to see what's under here, do you?"

"Oh yes, I certainly do," he replied.

"You have to ask for it," she said.

"Oh, sweet Calie, please show your breasts," he begged playfully, "I've been waiting to see them all afternoon."

Calie removed her hand and the bra slid off her breasts and onto the floor. For a few moments Allen just stared at her chest. "What beautiful breasts you have, they're just perfect." Allen said with genuine astonishment. 

"Oh really? Tell me more, what do you like about them," Calie egged him on. 

"The shape and size are so perfect for you," Allen said, "they stand out so nice and I love their color and your tight little nipples."

Calie reached for Allen's hands and guided them to her breasts. Allen placed an index finger directly on each nipple and then lightly traced his fingers over them. Calie's nipples grew harder in response to his touch and she let out a soft moan of encouragement. Allen softly kneaded them in his hand and felt their weight. Calie could feel a tingle that started in her breasts and traveled down between her legs. Both of them had forgotten that Chris or Heather were even in the room.

Calie gently removed Allen's hand from her breasts gave him a kiss and then got down on her knees. Allen felt nervous excitement as he sensed what was coming. She reached for Allen's belt, unbuckled it and removed it from around his jeans. Then she unsnapped the top button. Allen's bulge was right where the path of the zipper ran and as she lowered it he could feel it run over the length of his hard-on.

She could now see his grey shorts and as she pulled his jeans over his hips she could plainly make out his shape and size. Allen stepped out of his shoes and jeans. Calie placed her hand on his shorts and gently squeezed his cock. This time it was Allen's turn to let out a little moan. 

Calie and Allen switch positions and now it was Allen who was removing his date's clothes. Allen unfastened the button, and pulled down the zipper. Calie then sat on the bed as Allen grabbed the jeans by the feet and slid them off her. All that remained was a pair of grey men's shorts and some salmon pink panties.

Calie looked at Allen and with a big grin said, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." 

"Okay then, on the count of three." Allen retorted, "One, Two, Three."

Allen stared at Calie as he removed his own shorts and she lowered her panties exposing herself to him. Calie had softly trimmed pubes that only partially disguised the small beautiful pouting labia visible beneath them. Calie likewise stared at Allen. He had a large forest of black pubic hair. She could see his hard cut cock rise straight up out of his thick bush. Through his dense growth she could also just make out where his balls hung down. He had a nice lean body, and the lack of any hair on his chest and his slender frame gave the impression of him looking even younger than his 20 years.

Heather spoke up first, breaking the spell between them, which also brought them back to reality and the fact that their instructors were still present. "Okay guys that was a pretty good effort. I think I could sell tickets to that performance."

"That's because I don't think it was a performance." said Chris. Then he handed each of them a robe to cover themselves and continued, "For the next part, we are going to pair off and work separately for a while. Allen, I want you to step into the bath room with Heather, and Calie you are going to work here with me for a bit." 

Heather took Allen by the hand and led him into the bathroom. It was a large bathroom that had a couple of stools in it. Heather sat down on one and Allen took the other.

"Allen," Heather began, "first of all I want to tell you I think you are doing wonderful with Calie. I also want to say you have a really nice body that I think any girl would appreciate. However there is one area where I think you could make a small change and it would make a big difference on your dates."

Allen sat on the edge of his chair, "Well, what is it?"

"Your penis looks rather small." She replied.

Allen suddenly felt like he'd been hit in the gut, "What do you mean it's small, I'm almost six inches long and right at five inches around. I've looked it up on the internet and according to the charts I'm bigger than about half the guys out there."

"Allen, you're not listening to me," she said, then added, "I didn't say you were small, I said you looked small. You saw my bush a few minutes ago, did you think I looked sexy? Do I look inviting, do I look like a girl you might like to give some oral satisfaction too?" 

"Sure." Allen answered, nodding his head.

She continued, "And what about Calie, doesn't she just look terrific? Well believe it or not, just like you take time each month to get the hair on your head cut or trimmed, Calie and I do the same for our pubic hair and almost every single guy in the club does too. Do you like it when a girl gives you head? Of course you do. I can tell you that a lot of girls would take a look at that thick bush of yours and figure they would get lost in the forest or end up with a lot of pubic hair in their mouth. A guy's cock also looks longer and thicker if his bush is trimmed. So I am not suggesting that you cut it all off, I just think it would make a huge difference if you trimmed it back some. Later when you see Chris naked, I can tell you that he trims his hair but it looks perfectly natural to me. I think you would be surprised how many other guys do it and they just don't talk about it." 

"Do you really think it would make that much of a difference?" He asked.

"Well there's an easy way to find out. I brought some clippers and other supplies with me today. It would just take a few minutes and if you don't like it, it'll grow back within a couple of short weeks."

Somewhat timidly Allen replied, "Okay, what do I do?"

"Get up, take your robe off and stand in front of the mirror." she directed.

Allen got up and did as Heather instructed. Allen had lost most of his erection and stood still as Heather brought the stool over in front of him and sat down on it. She took out a small pair of scissors and began to trim him. She left about three quarters of an inch of hair behind. In about five minutes she covered his entire bush. Heather then inspected his shaft and nut-sack.

"Allen it's up to you," she informed him, "but some guys shave their balls and some also shave the hair that actually grows on the shaft itself. Because you don't really have much hair elsewhere on your body, it may seem a little more noticeable than it is on a hairier guy."

"Well what do you think?" inquired Allen.

"I personally like it when a guy has a nice smooth set of balls, but I think a lot of girls wouldn't care one way or the other. It is a little bit more effort for you to maintain."

"Sure, why not go all the way." he stated.

"Okay, you got it." she said, as she ran some warm water in the sink.

She then spread shaving cream onto Allen's sack, got out the safety razor and started in on her task, every few strokes rinsing the blade out in the warm water. Allen liked the sensation of the razor traveling across his balls and began to get hard again. 

Allen looked down and apologized. "Sorry." 

"No need, don't worry about it." she replied, "In fact its easier to shave your shaft when you're fully erect."

Heather finished with his balls and wiped away the extra shaving cream with a warm wash cloth. Next she grabbed the tip of his dick with one hand while she shaved off the few stray hairs that grew near the base of his shaft with the other. Heather wiped him off one more time and then got up off the stool. Allen looked at himself in the mirror. His cock was still standing at attention and it looked much larger to him. For the first time he even thought his own cock looked kind of sexy. 




Sex Club for College Students Ch. 03



Heather faced the mirror too and looked at her handy work, "Wow, now that made a BIG difference, even if I do say so myself. But I think I might double check just to make sure."

That being said, she dropped back down to her knees and engulfed his newly shaven member to the back of her throat, bringing her lips to the base and her nose to his freshly clipped pubic. Allen just gasped, and with two more short strokes to his base she removed him from her mouth and stood back up.

"I think that is just right." she said, "Now let's get back to class."

Still surprised by her actions, he just nodded his head.

*******

"So how did you meet Heather?" Calie inquired.

"Well it was almost two years ago. One of my friends invited me to the club and at my very first meeting my friend introduced me to Heather. I really didn't have much experience when I joined the club and my friend suggested selecting Heather's date card if it was on the board. It was, so Heather was my first date in the club. She was a great first date, but she also made me realized how little I knew about being a good lover." 

"What would you say made for such a good first date?" she asked.

"Well you know Heather, she isn't shy about anything. She didn't hesitate to tell me when I did something she didn't like, or suggested how I might do it differently, but with concern. She also gave me lots of praise and positive encouragement when she was enjoying herself, and she was great about asking me for feedback. She'd say, 'Am I doing this too hard? Does that feel good? What do you like best?' Probably not all guys want a lover that is as vocal as Heather, but I really appreciated her comments. You knew when Heather was moaning or screaming your name that she was really into it and not just faking a response. The funny thing is, she thought I was the experienced one. I guess I just did a good job of listening and giving her want she needed."

"That does sound like Heather," Calie agreed.

Just then Calie and Chris heard a knock at the bathroom door. "Is it okay if we come out and join you two?" inquired Heather.

"Sure." Chris replied.

Heather and Allen were both wearing their robes as they walked out into the bedroom. They stood in front of the bed with Heather standing behind Allen. Heather announced, "Allen and I have been working on a beautification project, and I thought we would share our results with you two and get Calie's honest reaction."

Allen turned a little red from embarrassment but could feel his hard cock twitch in anticipation. Heather reached around and pulled his robe off, leaving him completely naked. 

Both Calie and Chris were immediately drawn to Allen's erect member. He looked like a different man. The entire length of his shaft was visible, as it was no longer obstructed by a forest of hair. Calie could plainly see his scrotum that hung from the base of his shaft. His member looked like it had practically doubled in size. Calie had to admit, that she was a little disappointed when she first got a peek at his cock, but now she saw that it was just beautiful.

As if Heather had scripted it Calie blurt out, "Allen you're making me wet just looking at it." She blushed; not believing those words came from her own lips.

"Not that my opinion matters, but now you look like a man the guys might be envious of." stated Chris.

"Well thanks guys, I would not have believed the difference either if I hadn't see it with my own eyes." replied Allen.

"Well, enough of this gawking at Allen's cock." said Heather. "You still have to know how to use it and that's what we are going to talk about next. Allen, just leave your robe off and we'll join them on the bed. Chris please go ahead and remove your shorts too." 

They all looked at Chris as he lowered his underwear. Ever since Chris removed his shirt revealing his 'six pack', Calie had been hoping she would get to see what kind of pistol Chris was packing. Not surprisingly, Chris's blond pubes were neatly trimmed. He was only semi erect but growing as Calie and the others enjoyed the unveiling.

Addressing Calie, Heather said, "it's not often you get to see two cocks side by side so I thought we would take advantage of the opportunity."

Calie looked at the two boys laid out in front of her. They were both circumcised. Allen's penis was very straight with a smooth shaft while Chris's, bent slightly to the left, was a lighter color and showed a couple of prominent veins running down it. Chris appeared to be fully erect now and both of their cocks pointed to their belly buttons.

Next she compared their scrotum. Chris's balls seemed larger and hung down from the base of his cock in a loose sack whereas Allen's seemed a little smaller with his balls drawn up close to his body. Both their cocks looked similar in size to the other boys she had dated so far, but Chris's seemed slightly longer and fatter than Allen's. 

Allen felt both excitement and embarrassment. Having ones manhood compared to another guy while two girls looked on made him very self conscious. While Allen had seen lots of naked guys in his life he had never had one sitting a foot away from him sporting a full blown hard-on. 

Heather looked at Calie, "If you ever wanted to ask a question about a guys cock, now would be a good time."

Calie blushed, and after pausing for a moment she posed her first question, "I hear both guys and gals talk about how big or small a guy's dick is. I guess I've always been too embarrassed to ask a date what their measurements are. I think these guys are around the same size as other guys I've seen, but I really don't know what size that is."

Chris responded, "Well, as you can imagine most guys are fairly sensitive about this subject, but I can tell you this. I don't know a single guy that doesn't know his own dimensions but I think you will find that Heather is quite the expert on this."

Heather took over, "Yes well, we all have our little hobbies. It just so happens that I brought a little measuring tape with me." Before either of them could respond, Heather reached over and pulled a flexible tape measure out of her pocket book. Heather leaned over to Chris, placed the tape on the top of his cock and extended the tape from the base to the tip, "Six and one quarter inches," she announced. Next she wrapped it around the thickest part of his shaft, "five inches even." Without skipping a beat she reach for Allen and his cock jumped as Heather placed the tape along it, "Five and seven eights inches," and then wrapping the tape around him she announced, "four and seven eighth inches."

Just as quickly Heather put the tape away, drew out a little booklet, wrote something down and then put it away.

Heather continued, "As you can already see, both of these guys are about the same size. The biggest guy I have ever dated in the club was seven and a half inches long and the shortest was little over five inches. I would say four out of five guys are packing something within a half inch of the two live examples we have here. So if some girl brags that her boyfriend is eight inches, she's either never actually measured it or she is dating that one guy in a thousand. I've never seen one that size myself. When it's all said and done, I really don't notice much of a difference when the guys inside me. I would say if a guy's cock is a lot skinnier or thicker I notice the difference more than his length. This is especially true when giving a blow job. It's hard to give a good blow job if you can hardly get the thing in your mouth. Does that answer your question Calie?"

"Yes, I would say that was very thorough." she replied.

"Okay let's move on to something that will be a little more fun for the boys," announced Heather. "Let's talk about hand jobs. Every guy I know likes getting them and they can be a great form of foreplay," said Heather with genuine enthusiasm. "Well as you can tell, both Chris and Adam are cut, and if you are going to perform much of a hand job I think it's best to use some kind us lubrication. You can use your own spit, Vaseline, KY, massage oil or probably a number of other things. You might want to also be thinking ahead also. If you are going to be giving your guy some oral action later you may want to avoid some of these. Of course you could just clean him off before you move onto something else." 

Heather looked at Chris and grinned, "I know that Chris likes massage oil, which I just coincidentally happen to have right here in my handbag. Now I consider myself well versed at giving a good hand job, but my level of hands on experience pales in comparison to Chris's. So I am going to ask Chris to demonstrate to us his superior technique." 

Heather retrieved the massage oil from beside the bed and pulled the cap off. Calie and Allen both watched with rapt attention as Chris held out his right hand and Heather poured the oil onto his palm. Chris stretched back on the bed and then wrapped his oily palm and fingers around his hard cock. He pumped his hand over its length, coating it with the lubricant. Chris felt the familiar tingle near the tip of his penis as he ran his hand down his shaft. Chris started with long slow strokes that ran from his mushrooming cap to the base.

Heather restarted her narration, "Now every guy is a little bit different, but if you watch what Chris is doing you will find some movements you can incorporate into your own style. Notice that Chris wraps his entire hand around his cock, with his fingers running along the underside."

From her ring side seat Calie's mouth hung open in near disbelief as she watched Chris jerk himself off in front of their small group. She had never seen a guy doing it to himself. Chris on the other hand had been looking forward to this bit of exhibitionism all week. He watched their eyes and could see that all three of them were looking at him work away on his boner. The room was perfectly silent except for the smacking sound the excess lubrication made each time Chris's hand changed direction.

Heather gave a smile of satisfaction as she watched her two students take in the demonstration going on before them. Calie noticed his strokes shortened somewhat and his fingers squeezed around the tip. Chris brought his free hand down between his legs and lightly pinched and pulled at the loose folds of his scrotum. His hips began to thrust upward and his stokes became longer again. It looked as though he griped his member even tighter, and his hips pumped with so much force that his ass would come off the bed as he fucked his own hand.

Calie was surprised at the force and intensity of Chris's solo session and could hear his air intake as he exerted himself. Any hand job she had given in the past seemed tame by comparison, and she would have been afraid of injuring her date if she had 'handled' him this forcefully. 

"I think we'll stop there for now," Heather interrupted.

Chris's body relaxed as he stopped and moved his hands aside. His oil coated cock glistened as it lay against his belly.

"Calie, come over here beside Chris and let's see if we can work on your technique." she directed then added, "And Allen, don't get too comfortable because you're going to be next on the demonstration docket." 

Calie was on her knees next to Chris on the bed astride his hips. Chris was lying back with his head propped up on two pillows, which afforded him an excellent view of Calie's training area. 

Heather retrieved the massage oil and poured a small amount onto Calie's hands. Calie rubbed her hands together and then took hold of his erection with her right hand. He felt very warm to the touch and her small hand did not surround his shaft as completely as his own. Calie tried to emulate what she had seen Chris do to please himself, and began with long strokes. His member was very stiff except for the soft pliable knob at the tip. She stared at his cock as she began establishing a rhythm. 

Allen's own erection had not abated through any of this as he was anxiously anticipating the same attention when it was his turn. Though he was as far from being gay as a guy could get, it was a strange turn on watching another guy's masturbation technique and then get to watch as Calie used him for practice.

Chris interrupted, "Calie, that feels nice. But it would be even better if you increased the pressure some when you get near the tip of my cock. It would also be wonderful if you used your other hand to rub my chest, between my legs or my abs."

In response Calie squeezed her hand harder as she reached the end of her strokes. She placed her other hand on the abs she had admired earlier and explored them.

"Oh, yea, that's good Calie." he responded, "I'm getting a much stronger sensation than I was before. Now you can vary your pace and technique some, but then return back to what you were just doing."

Calie experimented, with different grips and pressure. Calie's feedback cues consisted of, Mmms and Ahhhs, when she did something he liked and silence when her efforts weren't so appreciated. After a succession of positive moans from Chris, Calie could feel his hips begin to buck as he began to push against her hand. Calie's small hand was beginning to tire, so she began using both hands to push back against Chris as he thrust upward to meet her grip. 

"Okay Calie, I think you've both had enough," interrupted Heather one more time.

Heather and Chris both knew that he was only moments from going over the top, but there was one more technique they both wanted to share with their students before Heather would allow Chris to achieve his release.

Heather moved so that she sat opposite Calie with Chris in between them, "I wanted to share one more technique with you Calie, and it may be new to Allen too. You heard Chris ask you to use your free hand for some additional fun. There is one area he didn't mention that can be very sensual for guys. Instead of laying flat, Chris is going to raise his knees up for me." Heather applied more massage oil to her hands and then reached in between his legs. 

Calie watched as Heather took two fingers and circled his anus. Chris gave a sigh and rolled his eyes.

She said, "The first time I do this to a guy he often has at least a little trepidation, but afterward he is usually begging me for it. You can just do what I am doing now, which is just lightly teasing his opening. I find that if a guy is close to coming, this will often put him over the top, but what I like to do even more is use plenty of lubrication and then slowly work a finger in." Calie and Allen saw Heather worked her middle fingers pack and forth before it finally slipped into Chris. "After I have it inside him, I push it up against his prostate by bending my finger, it's like fingering a girls G spot."

Calie was amazed that Heather could talk about these things in such a matter of fact manner, like she was addressing the solution to a math problem. Heather started stroking Chris's neglected hard-on as she massaged his prostate.

"Oh, that feel fantastic," Chris said as he squirmed in pleasure under Heather's touch. 

Heather spoke to Calie, "If you don't want to try this I understand, some girls find this uncomfortable or dirty but if you'd like to learn, now's the time." 

After seeing the obvious pleasure Chris was deriving from Heathers efforts, Calie figured it was worth at least a try. "Okay, let me have a go at it."

Heather removed her hands from Chris and reached for a towel to clean them off. "Here, pour some more oil on your hands, and by the way Vaseline works even better. Take your fingers and just explore his opening a little and let him get used to your touch. Now take your middle finger and press it against the opening and just work it in slowly."

Calie could feel resistance as she continued to work her finger into him but once she got part of it past the rim the resistance receded. Once her finger was all the way in, she started waving it like Heather had instructed.

"Oh, baby you've found it," gasped Chris. 

"Just continue to wiggle your finger against his prostate but don't be rough." said Heather, "Now I warn you, once this boy starts getting close to coming it can be a little bit of a challenge to keep your finger in him but its important to try and keep it in until he has finished. I know your hand was getting tired earlier, and this position can sometimes be a bit of a physical challenge, but most guys finish pretty quickly when I use this technique. For me, once I am massaging his prostate, I find it very sexy for the guy to take over jerking himself off while I concentrate on the rest of him. The icing on the cake is adding some verbal encouragement. Allen, this goes both ways, your date wants to hear how good she is making you feel." 

The Heather looked at Chris and said, "I think we should take advantage of having two ladies present. You have been such a patient boy I think I'll take on the duties of stroking your beautiful cock myself while Calie continues to finger that tight ass of yours."

With that said, Heather took hold of his erection with both hands and plunged them up and down over his cock. Chris was torn between prolonging the ecstasy of this double sensation and desperately wanting his release.

"I can feel you want to cum so bad baby," taunted Heather, "so we're not going to stop until you can't take it anymore. I'm going to drain that gorgeous hard prick of yours and make a mess of everything in range of your splash, and there's not a damn thing you can do to stop me."

Chris moaned, "A little harder Calie...that's it...Ohhh!"

As Heather predicted, Chris started squirming and bucking under the dual onslaught of attention as Calie fought to keep her finger pressed in his ass. Chris pushed his cock upward to meet Heather's downward strokes as she squeezed her two hands tightly around it. Chris was almost out of control as the intensity of the sensations overtook him and his entire body thrust higher and faster.

"Oh yea, I'm coming!" Chris shouted, but neither girl would let go of him as his hips bucked and the first stream of cum spewed from his cock. 

Allen watched in amazement as he saw another guy come for the first time. If you had told him a week ago that he was going sit by as two girls gave another guy a hand job, he never would have believed it. But now he not only knew it to be only too true, but he was next in line. He only hoped he didn't come from the excitement before his turn even started. Chris's first salvo went a couple feet in the air and landed back on his abs. The girls did not stop as Chris continued ejaculating all over his stomach.

Finally he told the girls, "Okay, enough." as he was totally drained.

Heather leaned over and gave Chris a soft kiss on the lips, "Thanks for being such a good volunteer."

Heather grabbed the towel and wiped the puddle of cum off him, got off the bed and then heading for the bathroom to wash her hands, as Calie followed close behind.

As Heather ran the water and washed, Calie announced, "That was some amazing hand job."

"Yes, but they can get a bit messy." Heather grinned.

As the girls came back to the bedroom, Chris had recovered enough that he was sitting up. 

"I am going to quickly rinse off in the shower to get a little more respectable." Chris announced. "Please continue and I'll be back in just a couple minutes."

Allen sat in his robe at the edge of the bed as the girls made their way over to him. Heather gently disrobed him and Allen moved up on the bed, occupying the space Chris had before. Allen was nervous but excited. The last time he could remember feeling like this was the time he lost his virginity as a freshman in college. His cock was as stiff as he could ever remember and had been like that for a while.