The afternoon session consisted of role-playing scenarios about the results of breaking a confidence, gossiping, and bullying. Two group members were given scripts for each scenario and acted as the protagonists while the others were asked to react to try to mediate or repair the situation.
Before the group left, Kevin told them about the following day’s activity.
“We’ve arranged for a massage training session for tomorrow at 10 am. Here’s the address and directions to the studio. Bring your swimmers; guys, no board shorts tomorrow. Bring briefs, okay? A major component of the Avery program is building trust with personal touch and one of the best ways of performing sensual but non-sexual touch is through learning simple massage techniques.”
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The following day saw the group assembled at the massage center. After changing, they moved to the group training room and soon the instructor entered.
“I’m Samantha. Hey, we have to move you guys next door. We need this room today and the smaller group room will fit the twelve of you just fine. I also need to take care of another gal’s clients in an hour and a half, so I’ll get you started. Then you can practice on each other and then I’ll be back to answer questions. I understand from your workshop request that you want to learn some basic techniques,” she said. “Anything special?”
Denise replied. “Our group is learning to teach a new program in the schools. Part of the program covers the development of respect for one’s partner. Knowing how to give pleasure through touch, using massage, is part of the program. We don’t want to learn therapeutic massage; this is for pleasure and relaxation.”
“Like a light Swedish massage, then?” Samantha asked.
“I don’t know what that is,” Denise said.
“It’s what everyone thinks of when ‘massage’ is mentioned,” Samantha replied. “The basic moves involve rubbing the muscles with long, gliding strokes that go in the direction of blood returning to the heart. It also includes applying circular pressure with the hands and palms, kneading of the muscles, and some bending and stretching of the arms and legs.”
“Okay,” Denise said, “I remember that some of those techniques were used in the introduction to tantric massage class that I attended here two months ago. Is it like those techniques?”
“Is tantra what you wanted? Yes, there’s a lot of overlap, but tantra concentrates on the sensual and sexual. You’re not planning to do tantric massage with school children...?”
“Oh, no, not the sexual part, no,” Denise said. “We want to teach the kids how to give pleasure using relaxing touch—showing how pleasuring another person can make yourself feel good too.”
“Ah, yes, and that is one of the goals of tantra. So if I cover the techniques we showed in that intro workshop, that would work for you guys?” Samantha asked.
“Yes. My group will be leading classes of kids in doing the techniques, so learning a very basic set of them would be just fine,” Denise agreed.
“That’ll work.” Samantha nodded. “So you were at our tantra workshop; tell me, how much of that do you remember?”
“I’ve actually been to several tantric massage sessions and Kevin and I do it with each other pretty frequently,” she replied. “I remember all of the stuff that was covered in that class.”
“Good, then when I have to leave, you can keep your group on track.”
“Sure,” Denise agreed.
Samantha then turned to the group. “I’m going to start the girls first for a change. It seems that the boys always do the massage on the girls first and the girls never get the practice. The giving of a massage is as good as the getting, though, so we’ll let the boys get worked on first now.”
She led them through the sitting massage techniques, then doing the hands and feet. Then the group switched around and the boys worked on the girls.
“The next part is the prone and supine massage positions. This time we’ll have the guys do the girls first,” Samantha told them as the boys finished working on their partners’ feet. “Any questions about the foot massage?”
Denise did. “I remember being told that the feet mirror the entire body and that’s why you feel the effects of a foot massage all over.”
Samantha answered.“That’s true. From the toe to the heel, the foot mirrors the chakras of the body’s core. Beginning at the head with the crown chakra, which connects to the pineal gland, its foot correspondence lies at the tip of the big toe. The base chakra, which is actually called the first chakra since it’s the most powerful, relating to the ovaries and the testes, has its corresponding point located at the back of the calcaneus bone of the heel. Stimulating those foot reflex points will mobilize the energies of their corresponding chakras. And there are many additional, but minor, reflex points on the foot too.
“Okay, let’s have the gals lie on their fronts, a low pillow under their chest and one under their hips. The guys will kneel at their feet and we’ll do the leg massage.”
Susan was looking uncertainly at Denise who nodded to her in encouragement to speak. “Um, I don’t want to be out of line, but I’ve had massages occasionally; I used to go with my mum. We never wore anything... um, this is embarrassing. I’m uncomfortable being rubbed over this swimming cozzie. I can’t really feel Simon’s hands....”
“Honey, do you want to take off your swimsuit?” Denise asked her. “You sure? Is that okay, Samantha?”
Samantha nodded, “Oh, sure, just about everyone gets naked for massages here with our practitioners; there are towels to cover your bits on that table by the door if you want.”
“I don’t mind, actually; I go to Brighton in Sussex—it’s a clothes-free beach,” Susan said, glancing at Simon, who was looking like he had won the lottery.
Susan grinned and winked at him. She stood up and got a couple of towels, then Denise did too.
“I feel the way you do, Susan,” Denise said. “If anyone else wants to, ah, go natural, please do.”
“If you take your swimming costumes off, then you can use the massage oils; they’re over there,” Samantha put in. “I suggest, erm, ‘going natural’ as Denise put it, because it’s better for both recipient and provider.”
Denise and Susan pulled their suits off, followed by Amelia, while Samantha brought over a stack of towels and handed them out.
The other three girls glanced at each other; then Stephanie shrugged and removed her suit too.
Samantha had the girls get into position, prone on some low pillows, and led the group through the leg massage. When that was done, she began the instructions for the buttocks massage.
“You’ll find that this doesn’t work well over a swim costume, I’m afraid,” Samantha said, “so you other guys will have to try to follow along with these massage techniques as best as you can.”
Judy sighed. “All right, Gary, let me up... I want to see how that feels too.” She blushed as she pulled off her suit. “This massage has me feeling so dreamy,” she sighed, explaining. “I guess I’m getting more comfortable with exposing my body,” she giggled. “I never thought I’d do this.”
“I think I’m on the spot now,” Janet mumbled uncomfortably.
“Hell—no you’re not, Janet,” Kevin exclaimed. “One of the things our program emphasizes is that no one is ever to be shamed or coerced into doing something beyond their comfort level. Peer pressure can be very damaging, destructive even. Remember this, everyone, so you never make your students feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. Janet, listen to your feelings and follow them. You’ll be fine as you are.”
Mitchell, her partner, leaned down and whispered in her ear. She nodded and smiled at him.
Samantha resumed her class, leading the group in showing them the massage techniques for the buttocks and back, and then had the partners switch, asking the men to lay down now.
“If you men want to join the ladies in removing your swimmers, feel free now,” she told them. “If you do, the ladies will be able to use the oils for your massages and it’ll feel much better.”
There was a flurry of whispered questions from the guys, most of the variety, “You won’t mind?” and their partners telling them to go ahead.
Gary whispered to Judy, “But I’m kinda... erm...”
She giggled, “Yeah, turnabout’s fair play, stud. You got to see all of me; my turn now.”
Remaining seated on the mat, Gary, blushing, pulled down his swim tights; his penis was standing at attention.
“Mmmm, nice,” Judy said appreciatively.
At the same time that Gary and Judy were whispering, Simon was red-faced as he spoke to his partner.
“Susan, don’t be offended but I’m turned on so bloody bad...” he groaned.
“Sweetie, I’ve seen them all at the nude beaches. Hard ones, soft ones, little ones, and... erm...” she stopped, gasping as he slid his tights down, “bloody nora, oh shit... BIG ones, wow. Simon, just wow... Oh crikey, I need a feel of that thing...”
She gently took his erection in her hand and stroked it as Simon groaned, then he pushed her hand away. “No, please,” he pleaded, shuddering from her touch.
“Later...” she murmured to him.
Meanwhile the other two guys quickly slipped off their briefs, hiding their erect penises as best as they could while their partners gazed intently at their groins.
Denise giggled, “You lot are like schoolkids! Haven’t you ever seen an erection before?”
Samantha laughed. “Guys, just let ‘em hang. We’re used to males’ reactions; it’s totally normal. In our tantra classes...” Just then there was a knock on the door. “One sec...”
She went to the door, cracked it open, and a voice whispered to her.
“Hey, guys and gals,” she said, closing the door. “I gotta leave now for an hour or so. Denise and Kevin know the techniques they want you to learn. The room is private, so feel free to enjoy,” she grinned at them. “Denise, you can take them as far as they want; the guys look awfully randy,” she murmured to her. “The gals do too... Use the lock on the door,” she winked and grinned as she slipped out.
Denise turned around and saw every eye in the room fastened on her. “What...? What’s up?”
“God, Denise,” Janet breathed, “you’re so, so gorgeous...” The others in the room added murmurs of agreement. “Oh hell, I have to get this friggin’ thing off!” she huffed and pulled her suit off.
Denise smiled at Janet and looked down at her own nude body, blushing slightly. “Hey, thanks. Good genes, I guess... Okay, we’re private now, so let’s get back with the program. Boys, on your bellies—use the pillows to get comfy—and gals, let’s see if you learned how to give a leg massage.”
They went through the leg massage and then moved to the buttocks.
Janet took some oil, rubbed it on Mitchell’s ass cheeks lovingly, and began kneading them as he groaned.
“Mitch, I bloody love this...” she sighed to him as she kept gliding her hands around his tight, muscular buttocks, slipping them sensuously into the crevasse between his cheeks. “Oooo, your bum is fuckin’ fantastic... you’re my callipygous stud... ” she snickered. “God, I’m soooo turned on!”
“Oooff, Janet, your friggin’ hands are doing unbelievable things to me. I’m so fuckin’ randy... can’t think...” he murmured back.
The other couples were whispering to each other too, and both Denise and Amelia were working on their men too. After moving up to the back massage and completing it, Denise had the guys turn over. Several of them grabbed towels to cover their raging erections but the girls would have none of that, pulling off the towels.
Stephanie took Ronald’s cock in her hand as it twitched and he groaned.
“Denise?” she asked. “You said you had some tantric massage lessons. Can you show us the lang... um, dick massage I heard they do?”
“Sweetie, the penis is called the lingam. Is that okay with everyone? You know we’re way off topic for what you’ll be doing with the kids, right?”
“I don’t fuckin’ care,” gasped Susan. “I’m gaggin’ for it—so randy now it don’t matter!”
“Okay then, I’ll tell you gals what we learned,” Denise smiled. “First, judging by the amount of pre-cum I see, you boys are gonna cum as soon as we begin, so we need to lighten up the sexual tension first. Boys, lay back down on your back, pillows under your heads and another under your hips. Spread your legs wide apart too. Snuggle in and get really comfortable, you’re going for a ride now.
“Girls, sit or kneel next to your guy’s hip and place one hand on the middle of his chest and your other hand on his tummy. Both of you breathe together while you look into each other’s eyes, and like our couples meditating exercises, relax into each other. Gals, whisper to him how you feel about him and what you like about his body and take a minute or two....
“Okay now, girls, remember how you learned to allow your qi to flow into your partner; just let the boundary separating your physical bodies disappear. Both of you, meditate like that till I tell you our next step...
“Now guys, close your eyes and keep doing those deep, relaxed breathing exercises you learned. Keep your breathing deep and regular and try to sink into your meditative state. Since this is tantra massage, we won’t be trying to get you off, but if everything goes just right with you and your partner, you’ll learn something really incredible about your body that will make you an awesome lover.
“Gals, while your guy’s sinking into relaxation, gently massage his legs, tummy, thighs, chest, nipples, and over his pubes but don’t touch his cock; you’re just helping him to relax even more. Gentle stroking is all you’re doing, and keep it up for a couple of minutes....
“Okay, let’s begin now. Oil your hands and stroke them up and down between his thighs, up near his groin, and gently stroke his groin crease where his legs meet his crotch. Move your hands up and down, making little circles with your fingertips, and stroke his perineum—the taint—the area between his balls and asshole.
“Keep massaging the area around the sides of your guy’s testicles and move around to where the base of his cock meets the pubic bone in the front, down to the inner part of his thighs, and back to his taint. Use both hands, making little circles with your fingers. Press firmly but not hard.”
There were grunts, gasps, and sighs from the guys as their partners followed Denise’s instructions and the girls noticed pre-cum again oozing from their partner’s erect cocks.
“Get more oil on your hands now and let’s move to your partner’s balls. Be really careful here ‘cause the guys can be different in how much pressure they like. Guys, let your gal know if something’s not comfortable. Cup his balls in one palm and use your fingers to fondle them; with your other hand, gently, slowly roll them around as you massage them. If you want, drag your fingernails gently over his balls, or try pulling on them slightly as you stroke them.”
The guys were groaning and jerking their hips now and panting.
Denise grinned. “Slow down a bit, gals. The boys are about to erupt. Go back to your taint massage for a bit now and guys, remember your deep breathing. Gals, just keep them on edge...”
“I’m fuckin’ on edge myself,” groaned Stephanie.
There was a chorus of agreement and Janet moaned almost inaudibly, “Ooooo, my poor pussy’s flooding...”
Denise waited until the men looked less agitated. “Now it’s time for the main act. Your man’s been thoroughly teased around his cock and he’s clearly wanting more, so let’s move to his shaft. Get oil on your hands and wrap them around his cock. The idea is to vary your grip from lighter to harder and to vary your strokes between straight up and down and a twisting motion. Use either or both hands and begin your strokes slowly and ramp up to a faster speed, then take it back to a slow pace again.
“Remember, variety is everything; keep changing your speed, pressure, rhythm, and stroking methods. Switch hands too and use the full length of his cock...”
Susan sighed, “His full length... Oh yeah...” and licked her lips.
The others glanced over at Simon and a few gasped. Janet exclaimed, “Oooo! It must be a foot long!”
Simon husked, “Uuunnhh, only nine inches, I think...”
Susan choked, “Can’t even wrap one hand all the way around it, too... It’s wonderful...”
Denise went on, “Gals, if you feel his groin start to tense, he might be close to cumming, so remember this trick: squeeze the head of his cock hard, you’ll push the blood out of the head and the cock’s upper end for half a minute or so until you feel his tension relaxing. Guys, when she squeezes, try to keep relaxed and continue your deep breathing. Try that—see what happens.”
The guys grunted as their members were squeezed and two of them even began to go soft.
“Good! That’s it!” Denise praised them. “Get them hard, then soft, then hard again—that’s how tantra’s supposed to work. Okay now. Another massage technique is to use a twisting motion along his shaft from the base to the corona of the glans, going up and down. Remember to alternate hands because it lets you last longer and your guy gets a different feeling too. Okay, next. We learned a few lingam massage techniques that have names, so try these. The first one is called the ‘milker.’ Wrap your hands around the shaft at the base and slide them all the way up past the head, doing this over and over, going up, milking his cock. Try that one....
“Uh oh, Stephanie, look at Ronald. Look how he’s breathing—look at his hips. He’s gonna cum. When you see your guy get to the edge like that, slow down whatever you’re doing and move to the taint massage while reminding him to breathe deeply and try to ride out the approaching wave of orgasmic feelings. In urgent cases, use the squeeze method to bring him down. How’re you doing there, Ronald, buddy?”
“Aagghh, uh, shit... I swear it felt like I had a cum but I didn’t shoot!” he groaned. “And I’m still rock hard...”
Kevin groaned. “Wait, Denise... fuck, stop... you’ve got magic hands; let up on me for a sec.” He shook his head to clear it. “Ronald, yeah,” Kevin grunted, “you probably did have an orgasm. In tantra that can happen... it happens to me too; sometimes I orgasm without ejaculating. You’re lucky that happened so soon because you saw that it’s possible. Now you know you can do it, so you can learn how to let your body do it again. Guys, it’s actually possible to become a multi-orgasmic male. Tantra helps you to learn that shit and it’s fantastic. Everyone thinks that orgasm and ejaculation are the same thing but they’re really two different things that you can learn to separate. Also, you can get better at it as you learn meditation, I’ve found.”
“No shit...” Ronald muttered. “Way cool.”
Denise looked around. “Everyone doing okay?”
There were murmurs of “Ohh...kaaay...”
She resumed. “So the next one, this is the ‘milker’ in reverse, is called the ‘anvil.’ You stroke the shaft down from the head all the way down to the root, using alternating hands. Try doing that one. Remember to use the oil. Do five of them and then five milkers.”
More groans, grunts, and sighs from the guys.
“Here’s another one and it drives Kevin nuts so I have to reserve it for the end. It’s called the ‘corkscrew’ so you can guess that it’s intense. You hold his cock’s root with one hand while you use the other to stroke up the shaft to the head, spiraling around as you go, and corkscrew or twist your hand off his head. Try that one but watch that you don’t bring off your guy.”
The moaning was quite loud as the girls tried that technique.
“There’s one other thing that I recall learning and this one’s really intense. Prostrate massage.”
There was a loud murmur from the group.
“The prostate’s a little organ that sits between the cock and bladder. If it’s massaged properly, most guys find it very pleasurable. We won’t do the internal stimulation here for obvious reasons; primarily because the guys need to be clean down there, but there’s a way of massaging it externally. The external site is called the ‘sacred spot.’ You can find it on a lot of guys by locating a slight indentation in the taint; sometimes you need to press in a bit, gently, to feel it. Can you? It’s a little innie bump-like thing.
“Okay, you can massage the prostate externally by pressing in with your fingers or even your knuckles, then letting up and pressing in again or by using a circular motion on the magic spot. You can do that while stroking his cock with your other hand. Try that.”
“Oh shit, oh fuck,” Gary groaned as Judy massaged and stroked him.
Suddenly he stiffened and Judy stopped and gripped his cockhead hard.
“Breathe deep, darling,” she whispered to him.
Gary relaxed and began breathing deeply again.
Ronald groaned in lust; his hand reached out, found Stephanie’s crotch, and began fingering her slit.
“God, you’re so wet, you’re gushing,” he murmured to her.
She knelt over his chest, bent down, and kissed him and suddenly the two grasped each other passionately.
“I need you bad, lover,” Stephanie groaned as she threw her leg over his hips, straddling him and in an instant had impaled herself on his throbbing cock as he gasped from the intense sensation of his cock driving into her hot, slick depths.
Meanwhile, Susan had been worshiping Simon’s impressive tool, working on it using the corkscrew stroke, when suddenly he reared up and wrapped her in a bear hug. Their lips sought each other’s and they began kissing lustfully, tongues dueling together, as Susan rolled onto her back, pulling Simon onto her.
“Stick that magnificent thing in me, you wonderful stud,” Susan demanded, as she pulled on Simon’s hips.
Simon notched his cock at her pussy lips and pushed; he felt resistance immediately.
“Shit, are you...”
“It’s okay, just do it,” she groaned. “I’m fucking dying to be rogered by that thing. I’m safe too.”
“Don’t wanna hurt you...”
“Just do it!” Susan husked. “I’m bloody horny!”
Simon grasped his cock and rubbed its head over her vulva, picking up her copious secretions, and positioned himself again at her entrance.
“You okay?” he breathed.
“Yeah, just shove it in,” Susan grunted. “I can take it.”
Simon pressed in, feeling her hymen gradually yield but then he was stopped.
She grunted, “Oooofff, ooowww... do it now!”
He pulled back and thrust hard. He felt her yield as he slid in a few inches.
“Yoowwwhhh...” Susan gasped as tears flooded her eyes.
Simon looked down at her with compassion. “Sorry, darling...”
“Unh! No! I’m okay,” Susan choked; then she reached up and pulled Simon down onto her chest, locking her lips onto his. She pulled her lips away and murmured, “Just hold me till I adjust... I feel your thing all to way to my throat.”
“Okay darling, but I’ve got a lot more to give you... feels like I’m only halfway,” he muttered.
“Oh shit, really? Uuunnfff... Oooo, nice... I think... ufff... I’m ready; you can try moving now.”
Simon pulled back and thrust forward; Susan gasped in renewed lust.
“Oooohhh shit, so fuckin’ good...” she sighed. She heaved her hips up at him. “Oooo... Now I really feel that thing... I’m being split in half!”
Soon they were pounding into each other, oblivious to all the other activity in the room.
Four of the other couples were now noisily fucking each other while Mitchell had his face buried in Janet’s crotch and Judy was licking Gary’s rampant erection.
Janet was grunting in passion when she pulled Mitchell off of her pussy. “Lover, I’m so bloody hot for you, but I’m scared,” she panted to him. “I don’t want to get hurt...”
“You’re a virgin?” Mitchell wondered. “But you don’t have a cherry, I’m sure I didn’t feel anything there.”
“Oh, when I was younger, I did gymnastics and tore it. I thought some of it was still there, though.”
“I put a finger in you and didn’t feel it get blocked,” Mitchell explained. “Here, see? Tell me if this hurts.”
He kissed her while sliding a finger, then two, into her vagina.
“Shit, you’re gushing wet,” he marveled. “That didn’t hurt? So you shouldn’t feel pain then. Want to... ooofff... try?” he grunted as Janet crushed him in an embrace as she locked her lips on his.
“Oh, darling, you’re so gallant... I want you to be my first. Will you be gentle, please, sweetie?” she implored. “I’m dying of lust and look at everyone... there’s a bloody orgy happening in this room and I need your cock in me so fuckin’ bad.”
“Shit, you’re so goddamn sexy! Aaahhh... I’m a virgin too, darling. We can learn together,” he said as he eased her down on her back.
Lying over Janet, he fumbled around with his hips trying to let his cock find the mark. Janet giggled and took his shaft and moved it to the right place.
“Push now, lover,” she husked. “But go slow...”
Mitchell felt like his cock could drive nails as he began to slide into Janet’s hot, flooded channel. Both gasped at the sensation and pressure of his hard meat thrusting into Janet’s welcoming pussy. Meeting no obstruction, just the firm resistance of her yielding tissues, he quickly bottomed out and their pubic bones mashed together.
“Uuunnnhhhh,” Janet whimpered. “OhGodOhGod, soooo good... soooo full.... oh, darling, I’ve fallen in love with you... oh shit, this is the blindin’ best ...”
“Ahhhh, you’re bloody tight, darling, oh, this is the best cock massage yet...” Mitchell grunted.
He pulled back and thrust in again. “OH YES! Like that! Again! Do it again!” Janet whimpered. “Do it hard!”
“Let me try this...” Mitchell groaned as he pulled Janet’s legs up onto his shoulders and began driving his cock down into her like a piledriver while she panted his name over and over in ecstacy. Very soon she was thrashing her hips in a massive orgasmic spasm as Mitchell shuddered and unloaded volley after volley of cum into her cunt.
As they came down from their passion and recovered their breath, they looked around the room.
Denise was rocking in Kevin’s lap, clearly impaled on his cock as she gyrated her hips in his lap. She was making little mewling noises as their tongues flickered in and out and they nibbled on each other’s lips.
Amelia was riding on Jeremy’s thick, long shaft; she was whipping her head back and forth in passion as Jeremy pounded up into her body. Then they noticed Gary and Judy. She was bent over a pile of pillows, ass high in the air, as Gary thrust into her from behind.
Judy was chanting, “Harder... more... harder... more...” and Gary was grunting with each thrust, his ass cheeks clasping as he rammed against her bottom and his balls bounced against her groin.
“Uuunnnn... Cumming... Judy...” he moaned.
“No wait...” she gasped. “Not there yet...”
He reached under her hips and began rubbing her clit as his hips sped up their pace; Judy went rigid and then jerked hard.
“Gaaahhhhhh,” she exhaled in a gasping shriek as her body spasmed in a massive shiver.
“Uuuunnhhhh,” Gary grunted as his orgasm washed over him and he sprayed Judy’s innards with pulse after pulse of hot cum.
They both slumped to the mat in exhaustion as the sounds of other couples reaching their own climaxes rang out. Couples lay together on their mats, gently kissing and stroking each other as their breathing returned to normal, and after a few minutes, several began sitting up and looking around in mild embarrassment.
“Bloody hell, what was that about?” Mitchell wondered aloud.
Kevin was still sitting with Denise snuggled in his lap, but his limp cock was in view between her legs. He looked around at the group.
“That was about tantric sex, that’s what,” he grinned. “We never meant this to go that far, but in a way I’m happy it did. You’ll be the nucleus of this new program here and you can see just how powerful the emotions we’re playing with can be. When we were in the Naked in School Program in high school, Denise and I saw how the uncontrolled sexual stimulation that the Program created could lead to the same kind of group orgies. Sometimes when that happened it wasn’t a problem, but only if it was fully consensual. In lots of cases it wasn’t at all consensual and people got hurt. Now you can see that you have to be very careful with the kids to avoid letting the sexual intensity to get to be too great.”
Meanwhile Denise had slid off of Kevin’s lap.
“I hope you’re comfortable—well, maybe ‘not upset’ is a better term—with what happened here,” Denise said. “Two days ago we asked you what your feelings were about your partners, remember? After the bonding session, I asked if anyone had felt any romantic feelings or overt sexual ones. Clearly something’s changed now. Any comments?”
Janet nodded and then the others began agreeing.
“Janet?” Denise prompted. “Share your thoughts?”
“Erm, as the group’s certified shy girl, um, I’ve been getting so friggin’ turned on since that first session and the massage stuff today was the bee’s knees. Maybe I was repressed or something, but that’s changed now, everything we did made me so... bloomin’ randy! ... and I think I’m romantically in love with Mitch...” he squeezed her hand, “... but I also love Simon, Gary, and Ronald too. Mitch took my virginity but I think I wouldn’t say no if any of you wanted to... erm...” Tears started flowing down her cheeks.
Mitchell embraced her as she continued, “No, no, I’m okay, just overwhelmed. Is it possible to love more than one person? Mitch, you’re special, but I love the others—the girls too—erm, I don’t mean it like that...” she ran down.
“Janet, I think we understand. You’re on an emotional high now, too, dear,” Denise said soothingly.
Susan spoke. “I kinda feel the same way. Simon was my first too and I felt doing it here with all of you was special and right. Maybe getting shagged with the whole group around me was weird but it just felt proper, like I was making love to all of you. But I think I partnered with Simon this morning because we’ve drifted closer these past two days. And my feelings are definitely romantic and absolutely sexual too. But any of you other hunks could jump my bones and I’d love it. Maybe we should have a group marriage?” she laughed. “You’re all very, very special people to me now.”
Denise chuckled. “There’s a name for this kind of group love: polyamory. Our team, in working out the Avery-Denison Program, discovered some signs that it could occur in the younger kids too. So one of our guidelines for the program is to make certain that we never work with small groups of kids. We think 18 to 24 is optimal but never fewer than 16. Now you see the kind of bonding this program creates with the kids—it happened with you guys after only a few days. Now, you boys, you have any comments?”
Mitchell did. “Janet was so shy, she was so lovingly vulnerable and bashful that I immediately wanted to be her protector. So I had that attraction to her from the beginning. But Stephanie is a live wire, and Judy is so intense, and Susan is so confident and assured... I’m in bloomin’ love with all of them. But Janet is really special. And she loves my bum, too, oh man, that was a smokin’ hot bum massage she did to me. Say, darling, you called it a pig-something back then?”
Janet blushed, then laughed. “Oh, you’ll think I’m such a nerd. I love the Greek classics. I called you ‘callipygous’ because it means ‘beautiful arse.’ Maybe it doesn’t refer to guys, though, since it originally was used to describe a statue of Aphrodite, but I don’t care ‘cause it fits you, darling, your bum is—ohmygod—just the dog’s bollocks!”
They all laughed.
They spent a few more minutes talking about their feelings for each other and their lovemaking; then Kevin reminded them that their time at the studio would be up in about twenty minutes. The girls were wiping up their crotches and making faces at the mess when there was a tapping at the door.
Denise unlocked it and Samantha came in. She looked around and smiled.
“I take it you had happy endings?” she grinned.
Denise chuckled. “We did indeed, thanks for the privacy.”
Samantha nodded. “It’s expected that our clients get kinda messy when we offer tantra, Denise. We have a shower room, so you can use it to clean up the oil—and anything else too,” she laughed.
Susan asked, “Can we all fit? Erm, well, I mean...”
Samantha smiled at her. “Yeah, twelve will fit if you’re friendly, it’s unisex. Don’t take all day in there, though!”
They all laughed.
The group shower was a wonderful end to the morning session, with all of them pitching in to wash each other, everyone getting a chance to make certain that no body part was left unclean. Then they dressed and left for Amelia’s and Jeremy’s school.
After eating lunch, Denise spoke to Jeremy. “We’re starting the curriculum stuff now—I’d like you and Amelia to call the mentors we picked and remind them to come in tomorrow morning. Then could you guys take the notes from our problem-solving games and write up the lesson plans for the games like we discussed last night? When that’s done you’ll be free till tomorrow.”
“Okay, Denise, see you when you’re finished here.”
Once back in their usual room, Kevin began the afternoon session.
“Now that you’ve been through all of the exercises and activities you’ll be doing with the students, we need to begin the planning and scheduling of the entire course that you’ll be running this spring. We’ll need to work out schedules that fit with your classes too. Since the Avery University group hasn’t put together a standard curriculum for this program yet—I hear they’ve applied for grants but are still waiting to be funded—we have to go it on our own. This means you’ll need to do all of our lesson plans using the standard format, you know, the whole lot—overview, background, objectives, materials, educational goals, class activities, notes, and summary.”
They all sighed.
“Yeah, we know, but this is a special topics course you’re taking for credit, no? But it’s fun too... I bet you never thought you’d take a uni course where you got to fuck for credit, right?”
They all roared with laughter.
“So we’ll be spending a lot of time, beginning now, breaking down everything we’ve shown you into discrete class units. Then we’ll assemble the units into larger modules to come up with the course curriculum. That’s another thing that the Naked in School Program totally lacks, by the way—a standard curriculum. So let’s begin, starting with lesson planning for the familiarization and bonding sessions. We need to look at every little element we showed you and write some suggested scripts that teachers can use which cover what to say to the kids to keep the class light and non-threatening. We have video clips for you to watch to see how these sessions worked with several classes of middle school kids. Take notes on what you see and we’ll use your notes to put together our lesson plans.”
Kevin started playing the first DVD which contained an unedited, full-length video sequence from the Avery project, not the short extracts he had used at the meeting with the Program Committee members, and the group began watching. They spent the afternoon analyzing the video and noting various important details, including how individual situations with kids were handled, to be used as teacher’s notes in the final lesson plan.
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