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  First Orgasm - 2 (MF, 1st)
  by Mountain Man



       I'd like to tell you how I helped my friend, Leslie, experience her 
  first orgasm.  Leslie is 36 years old and has been having sex since she was
  in her late teens.  She loves sex and is an ardent and passionate lover.  
  Although she's had a number of partners over the years, and makes love 
  with great intensity and pleasure, for some reason she's never been able 
  to come.  She reaches great peaks of excitement, moaning and screaming 
  loudly when fully aroused, yet never experiences the release of orgasm.
  This inability has been a source of distress for her.  Although she's very
  secure in her sexuality (she's one of the most sexually liberated women 
  I've been with), I know that at some deep level she feels she's missing 
  something and the lack bothers her.  This is the story of how I helped her
  to overcome this barrier and experience an incredible, intense orgasm - her
  first.
  
       Let me start by describing some of Leslie's physical features.  Although 
  she's in her mid-30's, in many ways she has the face and body of a child, 
  an incredibly naughty, sexy child.  Her face is elfin, with a small pointed
  chin, a cute button nose, and beautiful wide dark eyes.  When she laughs,
  which is often, she's adorable, and I want nothing but to hug and kiss her.
  She has lovely thick black hair that falls in waves well below her shoulders.
  Her body is trim and athletic.  She has perfect breasts.  They're about 34Cs,
  smooth and firm, standing erect with no need for support.  When Leslie and I
  first become lovers, she told me that her breasts weren't very sensitive and
  that attention to them was wasted.  This didn't stop me from spending a good
  deal of time fondling, caressing, and licking them.   I loved to press my 
  lips to one of her rosy tips, suck as much of the firm tender flesh into my 
  mouth as I could, and then tease the nipple with my tongue.  After a number
  of months of gentle attention, her breasts began to respond, finally getting
  to the point where only a light touch is required to arouse them to an erect 
  hardness.  This was my first inkling that her body could be trained to 
  experience new realms of pleasure.  Leslie has long, slender fingers and feet;
  the feel of my mouth on either never fails to elicit moans of passion from 
  her.  Her ass is slim and tight - a "fucking butt" she calls it - a perfect 
  description.  Her lovely stomach curves gently down to her darkly furred 
  pussy within which nestle large and pouty lips; lips which she loves to have
  sucked or feel a hard cock buried between.
  
       Leslie and I were lovers for about a year.  Although we'd had a bit of 
  difficulty early in our sexual relationship (she likes hard, passionate
  fucking, whereas I'm partial to gentle, sensuous caresses), we worked on
  reaching an accommodation, and each grew to appreciate the other's style.
  By the time of our breakup a year ago (for non-sexual reasons), our love-
  making had become passionate and sensitive, and was a source of great 
  pleasure for both of us.  After our break, we didn't see each other for a 
  few weeks, but soon began working on repairing our friendship.  She has a 
  history of maintaining sexual relationships with her "ex's", and I began to
  hope that we might become lovers again.  Although I pressed for a re-opening
  of our physical relationship, she felt that she'd be unable to maintain an 
  emotional distance and that we'd best not have sex.  Over the past year, 
  our relationship has not been platonic, but she's drawn the line at having
  intercourse. This summer she realized that the pain of our break-up had 
  healed and that she was no longer desirous of "getting back together".  
  Remembering the pleasure that we'd shared, she decided that she'd like to 
  try being lovers again.  We care about each other deeply, and now both felt
  that we could enjoy each other without getting embroiled in side issues.  
  Our "reunion" several weeks ago was passionate and loving.  We've had 
  several long, enjoyable sessions since then.  

       During the time we abstained from love-making, I spent a lot of time 
  thinking about Leslie's inability to climax.  I was sure that she was capable
  of orgasm and that the proper training would lead to her experiencing new 
  heights of sexual pleasure.  I concluded that there were two keys to 
  achieving this goal.  The first was improving her image of her body.  As a
  teenager and young adult, her body had been rather underdeveloped.  This 
  seemed to have lingering effects on her even many years later.  She would
  often comment on having a "fat" stomach or being too bony.  I suspected 
  that removing traces of this negative self-image would work wonders on her 
  ability to experience pleasure.  The other key was in teaching her to become
  more focused on the physical experience of sex.  Leslie is easily distracted
  and has a very difficult time staying focused on her bodily sensations.  
  Since both of these factors involved subconscious attitudes and aptitudes, 
  I came to the conclusion that training her subconscious was the path to 
  orgasm.  I began to contemplate leading her to a state of heightened 
  suggestibility to enhance her concentration and to improve her body image.  
  I'd had some indications that she could easily attain such a state, and I 
  decided that I'd start her training the next time we made love.  
  
       The opportunity arose last Saturday.  We were making love in the river 
  near her house.  This is our favorite place for having sex; the water is 
  warm and the river current against our skin is incredibly sensuous.  I sit
  on the bottom in about 2 feet of water.  She sits on my cock in a kneeling
  position with her knees resting lightly on the river bottom.  The water 
  supports her weight so that her knees don't get sore, but she has enough 
  leverage to control her movements.  She is so nearly weightless that I can 
  readily direct her motions by holding her waist or her ass.  We have had 
  sessions in the river of gentle and rhythmic thrusting for well over an hour 
  at a time. The sensation is extremely enjoyable; neither one of us is 
  intensely aroused - there's no drive to climax, but instead, a prolonged 
  experience of sensual delight.  Occasionally we'll pick up the pace, and in 
  the near-weightlessness of the water we'll thrust to peaks of ecstasy, but 
  mostly we move with langorous and exquisite pleasure. 
  
       We had been in our favorite position for several minutes.  She was not 
  yet fully aroused, but both of us were enjoying the sensations.   
  
       I placed my hands under her luscious ass and, pulling her close to me, 
  breathed into her ear, "Would you like to try something new that I think 
  will make you feel really good?"  
  
        Smiling gently, with her eyes half-closed, she nodded an affirmative.

	 "Will you trust me and follow my directions?"  
	 
	 Again a nod.  

        "OK.  I'm going to say some sentences and I'd like you to repeat them
  after me.  Everywhere I say 'you' you say 'I'.  For example, I say, 'You're
  beautiful' and you repeat after me, 'I'm beautiful'.  Are you willing to do 
  that?"
  
	 Another nod.
	 
	 "Open your eyes and look at me." 
	 
	 She opened her eyes and gazed into mine.
	 
	 "You're beautiful."  
	 
	 "I'm beautiful," she replied in a somewhat hesitant tone.  
	 
	 "You're beautiful," I repeated more strongly.  
	 
	 "I'm beautiful."  
	 
	 I continued repeating the phrase rhythmically, in synchrony with 
  my thrusts in and out of her body.  She echoed the phrase, her voice getting 
  stronger and more confident with each repetition. After about a minute, I 
  changed the phrase to "You're sexy," a minute later to "You have a beautiful 
  body," and then again to "You're sexy and beautiful." 
  
       The suggestions I was giving her, and that she was repeating to herself,
  were beginning to have a powerful effect.  With each repetition her body was
  moving more strongly; I could tell that she was becoming very aroused.  
  
       Not wishing to break the flow with strenuous movement, I whispered, 
  "slow down and relax." 

       Immediately her movements gentled. I continued repeating, "You're sexy 
  and beautiful" and she echoed each statement as she stared into my eyes.  
  After several minutes, her eyelids began to tremble. I began to blink my 
  eyes open and shut with each repetition, and she mimicked each motion.  
  After a time she began to have difficulty opening her eyes.  I repeated the 
  phrase and blinked in rhythm.  She continued to echo, opening and closing 
  her eyes, on each repetition her eyes staying closed longer and longer.  
  Her voice began to fall off and after a while she was mumbling the phrase 
  drowsily.  Soon she was struggling to open her eyes.  I gently laid my 
  fingertips on her eyelids and said, "relax, its OK to rest your eyes.  Just
  keep them closed and relax.  Let yourself drift.  You feel good, relaxed.  
  Listen to my voice and relax."  My cock was still inside her, but our 
  movements had stilled and she was quietly resting against me.  I continued 
  to speak in a soothing tone and soon her body was completely relaxed, her 
  eyes closed and her head resting on my shoulder.  She was now extremely 
  receptive to my suggestions and ready to continue with her training. 
  
       "I want you to focus all of your attention on your body now.  Listen to
  my voice and concentrate on your body.  Nothing else is important.  Ignore 
  any distracting thoughts.  All that you're aware of is my voice and your 
  body. Your body is very beautiful; I want you to be aware of the beauty of
  your body.  I'm going to go over each part of your body, and as I do, I want
  you to focus all of your attention on it and appreciate how beautiful it is.
  Let's start with your face.  You have a beautiful face.  Your eyes are deep,
  dark and lovely.  Your lips are full and sensuous.  You have a lovely nose. 
  Your skin is soft and beautiful."  As I described each part of her face, I 
  gently, sensuously traced it with my fingertips.  "You are a beautiful, sexy
  woman.  I want you to tell me now that you have a beautiful face and when 
  you say it, you will deeply believe it." 
  
	In a strong voice she said, "I have a beautiful face," with a tone of
  clear conviction.
  
	I moved on, "You have a long and graceful neck.  It is smooth and 
  beautiful.  Your throat is lovely.  The nape of your neck has a beautiful 
  curve; its perfectly formed and very sensual.  You are a beautiful, sexy 
  woman.  I want you to tell me now that you have a beautiful neck and when 
  you say it, you will deeply believe it." 
  
	"I have a beautiful neck," she stated firmly. 
	
	I continued on with each part of her body, caressing each gently as I
  suggested a description of beauty. When I got to her stomach, I paid it 
  particular attention.  
  
	"Your belly is shapely and lovely.  It is tight and firm.  The gentle 
  outward curve of your belly is incredibly sexy.  Your navel is exquisite. 
  Your belly is smooth and beautiful. Your belly is perfectly formed and you
  love it.  You are a beautiful, sexy woman.  I want you to tell me now that
  you have a beautiful belly and when you say it, you will deeply believe it."

       "I have a beautiful belly." 
	
	Knowing that this was a area of her body that she'd had a hard time
  accepting, I repeated the suggestion.  
  
       Again she replied, "I have a beautiful belly."
  
       Her growing belief in the beauty of her body seemed to actually enhance
  her appearance.  Her skin took on a flushed glow; a lovely smile had settled
  on her face.  Her body was very relaxed but had a beautiful vibrancy.
  
       I continued on, describing her ass, her feet, her legs, and her thighs.
  I concluded the description of her body with her pussy.  
  
	"You have a sexy and beautiful pussy.  The fur that surrounds it is 
  soft and luxuriant. Your pussy lips are full and lovely.  Your vagina is a 
  luscious pink color.  It has a wonderful musky smell and a delicious taste.  
  When you're aroused, your pussy becomes warm and moist, making it even more 
  desirable.  You are a beautiful, sexy woman.  I want you to tell me now that
  you have a beautiful pussy and when you say it, you will deeply believe it."

	"I have a beautiful pussy," she replied.
  
       The attention I'd been paying to Leslie's body was having its effect on 
  mine as well.  I'd become quite aroused, and my penis was rock-hard within 
  her vagina.  The temptation to begin thrusting within her was powerful, but 
  I wanted to concentrate on giving her pleasure.  
  
       The time had come to train her to new levels of arousal.  I had made a 
  good start by focusing her attention on individual parts of her body.  I 
  wanted to repeat the exercise but this time the emphasis was to be on 
  arousing her and teaching her to concentrate on sensations of pleasure.  I 
  gently kissed her cheek.  
  
	"I'm going to kiss you again, and I want you to focus all your 
  attention on that kiss.  You will feel nothing else; nothing will distract 
  you from enjoying my kiss.  The kiss will be incredibly pleasurable.  Your 
  skin will be highly sensitive and aroused where I kiss you.  My kiss will 
  make you feel very good and you'll enjoy it immensely."   
  
	I repeated the kiss on her cheek, this time making it long, passionate,
  and sensuous.  I pressed my lips tightly against her soft cheek, sucking 
  gently and rubbing my tongue over her smooth skin.  She responded with a 
  small wiggle and a whimper of delight.  I broke the kiss and softly spoke 
  into her ear. 
  
	"I'm going to kiss you again, but this time you'll feel the pleasurable
  sensations not only on your cheek, but also in your pussy.  When I kiss your
  cheek, you'll experience a pleasurable kiss on your pussy lips and clitoris.
  When I lick your cheek, you'll feel your clitoris being licked and sucked.
  It will feel wonderful and you'll become very aroused."  
  
	This time when I repeated the kiss her body began to move against me. 
  She ground her crotch against mine and I could feel her vagina tightening 
  around me.  Her breathing became rapid - short, shallow, panting breaths.
  She began to moan gently.  I prolonged the kiss and her movements became 
  more pronounced and insistent.  Finally, I broke the kiss. She gave a small 
  gasp and her motions slowed.  Gradually her breathing slowed and gentled.  
  
	"I'm going to kiss you elsewhere.  You'll feel the same pleasurable 
  sensations where I kiss you and also in your pussy.  Each time that I kiss 
  you, you will experience the same enjoyable feelings."  
  
	This time I kissed her on the neck below her left ear. Again, she 
  quickly became aroused, and was soon writhing and moaning.  I shifted my 
  lips to her right nipple.  As I sucked and licked the tip of her breast, 
  the nipple became erect and she squirmed even harder against me.  Her 
  moans had increased in intensity and become rhythmic, each thrust being 
  accompanied by a gasp and a low moan.  I moved to her other breast and was 
  again rewarded with a stiffened nipple and a greater level of excitement.
  
       I wanted to arouse parts of her body that I couldn't reach with my 
  lips, so I gave her a new set of suggestions.  I stopped kissing her and 
  waited a short while for her to regain her composure.  
  
	"Now I'm going to caress your back with my hands.  It will feel just 
  as pleasurable as my kisses did.  As I rub your back, you will feel your 
  clitoris being gently rubbed in the way you like best.  It will be very 
  exciting and extremely enjoyable.  Each time that I rub a part of your body,
  you will experience intense pleasure, both on that part of your body and 
  also in your pussy." 
  
	I began to run my palms over her back, caressing the long, smooth 
  muscles.  She moved slowly beneath my hands, her vagina alternately tensing
  and relaxing as she forced panting breaths from between her parted lips.  I
  continued to rub her back and returned to sucking her breast.  Instantly, I
  could feel her level of excitement rise as the sensations from my hands were
  compounded with those of my lips.  She was pushing herself against me 
  insistently with a low keening sound.  I moved my hands to her buttocks and,
  again, the signs of her pleasure were unmistakeable.  She ground her ass 
  cheeks against my hands and her movements became wilder and more rapid.
  
       There was one last thing I needed to teach her, and then she'd be ready
  to climax.  I wanted her to learn to build-up and store the pleasurable 
  sensations she was experiencing.  I knew that it wouldn't be enough for her
  to experience intense pleasure; she already did that during sex, but for 
  some reason she always "plateaued", unable to continue on to the level of 
  sexual tension that would demand the release of orgasm.  I decided that if 
  I could overwhelm her body with sensation and teach her to build each level 
  of arousal on the last, that she'd quickly reach a point where orgasm would 
  be inevitable.  Again, I stopped my ministrations and allowed her to cool 
  before continuing my suggestions, as much to forestall my own climax as to 
  insure her attention.  
  
	When her breathing had returned to normal, I said, "Now I'm going to 
  kiss your breast again.  But this time, you will not feel my lips leave 
  your breast.  Once I begin to kiss it, the kisses will not stop and the 
  sensation of pleasure will continue on your breast and in your pussy until 
  I tell you otherwise.  Each time that I kiss or rub you, you will feel the 
  sensations continue, even after my lips or hands leave that part of your
  body.  The pleasure that you feel from this kissing and rubbing will build
  in your clitoris and vagina.  Each kiss and stroke will increase the 
  intensity of your pleasure and your arousal.  You'll feel an extremely 
  enjoyable sexual tension building in your pussy.  Each sensation will add 
  to this tension until you get to the point where you feel that it must be 
  released.  When the tension becomes so great that you must have release, 
  call out my name."
  
       With this last suggestion, I began to suckle her right breast.  She 
  quickly became aroused.  
  
	I removed my lips from her breast and asked her, "do you feel
  me sucking on your breast now?"  
  
	"Yes," she responded.  

	I began to lick her left nipple.  The instant my lips touched it, her
  body jumped and her breathing became more rapid.  
  
       Again, I removed my lips and asked, "where am I kissing you now?"  
	
	"On both my breasts," she gasped.  
	
       I slid my hands under her ass and briefly caressed her cheeks.
	
	I removed my hands and asked, "where am I kissing or rubbing you?"
	
	"You're kissing both my breasts and rubbing my bottom." 
	
	She had difficulty forcing the words out between her rapid gasps and
  moans.  Her head was thrown back and her eyes squeezed tightly shut.  With 
  each new kiss or caress her level of excitement had jumped visibly.  Now I 
  was sure that her subconscious had accepted my last set of suggestions and 
  that within minutes she'd be experiencing the wildly intense delight of her 
  first orgasm.
  
  I continued kissing and caressing every part of her body.  I wanted her to 
  be overwhelmed with stimulation.  My hands and lips traveled over her 
  eyelids, her cheeks, her neck and throat, her back, her shoulders, her 
  breasts, her stomach, her legs and thighs, her hands and feet.  Her arousal 
  was awe-inspiring.  With each new kiss or caress her passion grew, and soon
  her hips were bucking wildly against me. I knew that nothing existed in her 
  universe but the sea of sensation that was bathing her body.  Each instant, 
  her level of arousal and pleasure intensified. I was also extremely aroused 
  and was on the verge of my own orgasm.  
  
	Wishing to delay it until she'd had hers, I gasped in her ear, "You
  don't need to move so much.  Press your body against mine and keep your 
  thrusts slow and small.  It will feel just as good."  
  
	Her pace dropped immediately, but I could tell by the tension in her 
  body that she was continuing to climb to orgasm.
  
       Her whole body was quivering now.  
  
	I had saved her lips for last, and whispered in her ear, "kiss me 
  passionately."  
  
	As soon as our lips touched I felt her pussy tighten around my cock.   
  She pressed her lips eagerly against mine and I felt them part, her warm 
  and active tongue darting into my mouth. After what seemed like an eternity 
  of the most erotic kiss I've ever experienced, I pulled my mouth away from 
  hers.  As I did, she began to cry, "LAAARRRRYYYYY," her body thrusting 
  wildly against me.
  
       She was on the brink of release, and I gave her my last set of 
  instructions.

       "When I touch your right breast, you'll experience a release of the 
  sexual tension that has been building in your body.  Your body will be 
  flooded with intense pleasure.  You'll feel the sensation of release 
  spreading out from your pussy, throughout your entire body.  It will be the 
  most pleasurable, satisfying sensation you've every experienced.  You'll 
  have an intense and prolonged orgasm."  
  
       I grabbed her ass to pull myself deep into her body and then touched 
  her breast.  As I did, she began to cum; I felt a shudder pass through her
  body, her moans became a scream of pleasure.  She was tensed against me, her
  breath coming in short little gasps.  The muscles of her vagina began a 
  rippling set of contractions, massaging my cock within her. The sensation 
  drove me over the edge and I began spurting deep inside her pussy.  I must
  have blacked out for a moment, because I remember regaining consciousness.
  Leslie was still in the throes of orgasm.  Her body was rigid and trembling,
  her face contorted, and she continued keening loudly.  The sensation of 
  kisses and caresses over her entire body was driving her from one climactic
  crest to the next.  This woman who'd never had an orgasm in her life was in
  a multi-orgasmic frenzy!  
  
       Realizing that if her orgasm went on too long, she'd be incredibly sore 
  the next day, I whispered in her ear, "I'm no longer kissing or rubbing you; 
  when I touch you it no longer arouses you."  
  
       Her body began to calm, the shuddering slowed and faded, her sounds of 
  pleasure became quieter.  Tears were leaking from her closed eyes, and she 
  collapsed in exhaustion against me.  I softly and tenderly caressed her 
  back, helping to relax and settle her after the intensity of her orgasm.  

       When her breathing had returned to normal, I said, "Your body is 
  responding as it normally does.  You feel refreshed and relaxed.  Open your
  eyes and awaken."  
  
       She opened her eyes and looked at me with an enormous smile on her 
  face.  She gave me a big hug, and said, "Thank you so much.  That was 
  incredible.  You've opened up a whole new world for me; I've never felt so 
  good in my life."  
  
       We continued to hug and kiss as the river flowed around us and the 
  afternoon deepened to evening.

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  Copyright (c) 1992, Mountain Man

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