NOTE:  This is an adult story. If you are not a legal adult in your 
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Together to Learn 5 - Oral

By Millie Teases
? Millie Teases, 2002

	With one hand Jenny pulled the hem of her nightgown up over her stomach as the 
fingers of her other moved quickly to find her clitoris. A month ago she would never 
have dreamed that she would be the type to masturbate almost daily, and sometimes three 
or four times in a day. She also never believed she would have shaved off her pubic hair, 
but she had done that earlier that evening.

	It had all come about when Pam, a friend she'd made in her freshman year at 
Smallville College, had come to her and said that it was time she and some of her friends 
learned what sex was all about. When Jenny had asked Pam what she meant, Pam had 
replied that they were now all 21, all still virgins, and none had done much more than 
kiss a member of the opposite sex. While they may have technical knowledge, they didn't 
have actual experience, and it was time they got some. They would keep it fairly clinical, 
at least at the beginning, and learn what so many of the other students at Smallville 
actually knew.

	Jenny's movements became more deliberate. Her clitoris was hardening and 
becoming erect, poking out from under its hood. She circled the nerve-laden nubbin, 
teasing it to even greater hardness.

	Jenny sat up and pulled the white linen nightgown over her head and deposited it 
next to her bed. She returned one hand to her clitoris and with her other hand tugged 
alternately at her dusky pink nipples. They were as hard and erect as her clitoris. She 
glanced down at her breasts. They weren't particularly large - 34 B - but they were nicely 
shaped and, when she was standing, stood out from her chest with no sag at all. Their 
areolas, however, were large - covering nearly a third of each breast. She noticed how 
they had grown darker as she teased the nipples in their center. The skin of her breasts 
was pale - skin that normally only saw the sun when it peaked in the bathroom window in 
the morning The areolas, normally pink, had darkened to a dusky rose, the nipples 
another shade darker. She bent her head down toward her right nipple, straining to lick 
the nipple she pushed toward her mouth. Her tongue barely reached it - just skimming 
over its tip, tantalizing rather than satisfying its urge to be stroked and sucked.

	"Ok," she thought to herself, "start tapping." This was a pleasure that Jenny had 
discovered by accident one night when just before she left for college the first time. She 
had picked up a romance novel that someone left in the Laundromat. The story was a 
little interesting, so she'd brought it home with her. Later that night, while she was 
reading before going to sleep, she had discovered one of the reasons so many women 
read these books. It was smutty. The author described the heroine making love with 
roguish man pictured on the cover. It wasn't pornographic - there wasn't any "his rock 
hard cock pistoned into the soft wet folds of her quim" kind of language like in the 
magazine one of her high school girlfriends had stolen from her brother - but it was 
explicit and it had excited her. A little later the heroine had been accidentally slapped 
between her legs with a dog's leash - and she'd liked it! Wondering what it would have 
felt like, Jenny had gently slapped herself - and liked it.  She had experimented a bit, 
slapping harder and then softer. Finally, she had focused directly on her clitoris. She 
found that tapping it gently but firmly and persistently produced the greatest pleasure and 
inevitably led to a very satisfying orgasm. Now it was one of her favorite ways to finish 
herself off.

	As she tapped Jenny thought back to that first night. They'd all gotten together at 
Pam's house, and taken off their clothes, and then they looked at Alan and how he reacted 
to stimulation. And then it was a girl's turn and she had volunteered. She didn't know why 
- something had just come over her and she wanted the experience and she had also 
figured if she didn't like it then it would be good to be over with it first. And then they 
had started looking at her and touching her and she was excited and had asked Alan to tap 
her clitoris and he did and she had an orgasm and then, right after, another one because 
he hadn't stopped tapping. 

	So she tapped away, the sensations growing, feeling the orgasm approaching and 
then she was there and her orgasm swept through her like a wave at the beach and it was 
carrying her along and touching every part of her body and it was so good, so good. She 
tried to remember to keep tapping, but just after the orgasm started she had grabbed the 
pillow lying next to her and hugged it to herself tightly, imagining at first that it was 
Larry she was embracing, and then everybody like they had that first night and then it 
was over and she was calm and relaxed and her mind drifted around her pleasure and her 
thoughts about what she had been experiencing.

	First of all, she thought, I do really care about these people. Pam I've known since 
the first day of college. She really is a friend. And she thought all this up! And I knew 
Amy, but not like I do now. And Alan was like her brother, but one, she giggled to 
herself, that she wouldn't mind committing incest with. Mitsy had lived across the hall 
from her freshman year. She always had guys chase after her when she first came to 
Smallville, but she never had done much about it and after the first semester nobody 
really paid much attention to her. Still, she could come up with some wild ideas now and 
then, even if she never acted them out. At least, not until the last few weeks. When she'd 
stripped off her clothes that one night after they came back from New Sun Grove and 
demanded they all start masturbating, Jenny admitted to herself, she was a little shocked.

	And Larry. 

	There was something special about Larry. Maybe it was the way he'd kissed her 
and touched her the other night. Maybe it was the way he just kind of paid attention to 
her when she talked.  She felt a little flutter in her stomach. Maybe he'd be the one...if 
they got that far...

	Anyway, Jenny thought, they'd certainly had an interesting night. And now they 
were all shaved down there, even the guys. She cast her thoughts back over the events of 
the evening.

	They had all gotten together at Pam's, like they had pretty regularly for the last 
few weeks. Since Pam lived off campus in her own apartment it was more discreet. If 
they'd been carrying on like this in the dorms, even in the suites where everyone had her 
own room, the whole world would have known. Now it just looked like a group that hung 
around a lot together anyway was just doing more of the same. No one had any idea.

	When they got there and everyone had something to eat and drink, Pam had 
started the discussion. 

	"Ok, last week we all went away from here knowing we had to do some thinking. 
We've been intimate - not completely in some people's books, but pretty completely in 
my mind. Now we have to decide if we're going to go any further. I want to go further, 
but I have to feel safe about it - emotionally. I think you all pretty much feel that way too. 
So what are we going to do?"

	"Well," said Mitsy, "I don't think signing a form or anything like that is going to 
do it. We're not some little club or anything. But I'll say this - before we started all of this 
I was kind of afraid of my sexuality. I mean, I always felt I was a sexual being, but 
everything I was taught growing up and heard from my friends made me afraid of what I 
would feel. And then Pam and I saw that show, and started talking about it, and then we 
all got together, and well, I'm not so afraid any more. I want to learn more. I want to 
know you all better. So I'll make this commitment to all of you. I will always care about 
you. I will be your friend. And I will explore my sexuality with you. I'll do it safely, and 
discreetly. This will be our experience, ours alone. I won't tell anyone else what we are 
doing, beyond saying we are friends and like to do things with each other like go to the 
movies."

	"That's pretty strong," said Alan. "Do you really mean all that?"

	"Yes, I do," replied Mitsy. "You've all become very special to me and I think we 
can really learn a lot about sex together. And if I know you feel the same way and are 
making the same commitment as I am than I'm ready to try just about everything that I've 
heard about or thought about and I know I'll still be safe."

	"She's right," said Amy, quietly. "I feel the same way Mitsy does. We've been 
friends for a few years now, but the last month or so has been really special and I think 
we've got a bond. And I'll make the same commitment. I want to find out more about sex 
and how I react to it and how we all do. And I'll care about all of you. And I know if we 
all make the commitment than, emotionally at least, I have nothing to worry about. As for 
birth control and STD's and all that, I think we're pretty smart. I've already been to 
student health and talked to them about it. Since we're all virgins and I'm pretty sure none 
of us have done anything that would expose us to an STD, and we're going to be faithful 
to each other, then I think we're ok on that front. And if the guys use condoms and we use 
diaphragms or go on the pill or something else for women, then pregnancy shouldn't be a 
big issue. Stuff always fails, but I know we'll be careful. So I'm in if the rest of you are."

	"Ok," said Alan, "I'm getting the point. I guess I feel pretty much the same way. 
This is kind of special. I never thought I'd have an experience like this - hell, I never 
thought I'd get to be with a woman at all until a lot later in life - like maybe someone I 
met at my parents' church and our parents set us up and we were both kind of losers but it 
would work out. And now we've done all this, and I've found out that women really do 
like sex and that you have some of the same kind of feelings I do. So I'll make the same 
commitment."

	"Me too," said Larry. "What Alan said. I care about all of you and this is really 
special. And I want to be part of it. So I commit to care about you and be discreet and all 
of that."

	"Ok, you know I want to be part of it, I've already said it," said Pam. "This was 
my idea and it's gone further than I thought it would but I know it's good. And I think it 
will be good for all of us. So I commit to all of you as well."

	Then they were all looking at Jenny. She remembered the thoughts that had run 
through her mind when that happened. She liked these people, but she was still a little 
scared about how much she liked sex. But, this was probably a pretty safe way to explore 
that, and these people were special to her. So, she had said, "I'll make the commitment 
too. I'm still afraid. I like what we've done so much. And I still masturbate all the time 
and I never did, so much, before. But I think we can work it out, or I can work it out, so I 
want to be part of all this."

	Then they'd all looked around a little sheepishly. They knew that something 
unusual and something that would change their lives was happening.

	"Well then," said Larry, "What are we going to try tonight?"

	"Umm," said Mitsy "I had an idea. It's kind of a physical symbol of our 
commitment. It's nothing extreme, and it's not going to change you forever or anything 
and nobody else will be able to see it, except maybe in the gym or something, but it will 
be, for at least a while, a sign of our commitment. And I think it will be kind of sexy, 
too."

	"So, what are you talking about?" asked Pam.

	"You gave me the idea that first night," Mitsy replied. "You know how you, umm, 
well, trim yourself? I've been kind of thinking about that since that night, and I think if 
we all shaved ourselves it would be sexy and it would be a sign of that commitment."

	"You want to shave me?" asked Alan. "My pubes?"

	"Yes," said Mitsy. "I think if we're all shaved it will be sexy and it will be a sign 
of our commitment."

	"So how are we going to do it?" asked Pam. "I've got scissors, but I only have one 
or two razors left and I know it's better if they're sharp."

	"Jenny and I can make a razor and shaving cream run," said Mitsy. "We'll be right 
back - you guys get ready." Jenny looked at Mitsy like she was a little crazy, but got up 
and left with her.

	The rest of them got busy. They set up the massage table to lie on while they were 
being shaved and then got a big stack of towels and washrags. Pam found some bowls to 
hold the hot water. Then she found a couple of pair of scissors and some combs. She 
could hardly believe what was about to happen in her house.

	While they were waiting for Mitsy and Jenny to return, they disrobed and, under 
Pam's direction, began clipping each other's pubic hair. She paired up with Alan, and 
Amy with Larry.

	"Ok, guys first," Pam said. Alan got on the table and leaned back on his elbows. 
Larry spread a beach towel over the recliner and sat down. "Amy," she said, "it's kind of 
like when you get a haircut. Use the comb to hold the hair away from the skin, and then 
carefully clip. The room soon became quiet, the only sound being the snip of the scissors. 
In a few minutes Alan and Larry's pubic hair had been reduced to stubble. They switched 
places, Amy on the chair and Pam on the table.

	"Hey," said Alan. "You're already shaved. What kind of a sign is this for you?"  

	Pam looked up at him. "I'm not shaved all the way," she said. "Cut off the hair 
there at the top." 

	Alan proceeded, very gently.  Soon the few blonde curls that made up the triangle 
of hair that adorned Pam's plump mons had been reduced to stubble.

	Larry was proceeding less quickly with Amy. Her pubic hair was black, coarse 
and dense and covered her thighs, the lower part of her belly and her groin completely. 
Larry combed and snipped carefully, slowly exposing the pale white skin of Amy's thighs 
and belly. He was carefully clipping hair from the pink lips of Amy's pubis when Jenny 
and Mitsy returned with a bag of disposable razors and shaving cream for delicate skin.

	Jenny and Mitsy undressed and Alan and Pam were soon ministering to them. It 
was not long before their brown and red curls joined those of their friends. 

	"All right, Pam," said Mitsy. "Since you're experienced at this, maybe you should 
be the barber. Who wants to be first?"

	"I'll go," said Larry. "Just be careful, Pam."

	"I have every intention to be," she said. Actually, she was a little nervous. It was 
one thing to shave herself - she knew her nooks and crannies, knew how the hair grew. 
With Alan it was going to be different - and especially on his testicles.

	"All right," Pam said. "I need hot water and a washrag." Jenny went to the kitchen 
sink and returned with a large bowl of steaming water. "Let me help," she said.

	"Ok, get him nice and wet and then rub the shave cream in." 

	Jenny dipped a washrag in the steaming water and wrung it out. Gently she 
washed around Larry's penis, and then up and over it and around his testicles. Larry 
slowly started to get erect. She reached under his testicles and washed around his 
perineum. Then she took the can of shave cream she and Mitsy had bought, shook it 
gently, and sprayed a blob of it onto her hand.

	"Oh gee," she had thought. "I'm going to touch him again." She took a deep breath 
and massaged the white cream into Larry's pubis, upper thighs and perineum. She 
dispensed a bit more of the shaving foam into her hand and gently rubbed it over Larry's 
testicles. He was fully erect when she was finished.

	Pam pulled the guard off the razor and gently began to shave Larry. She worked 
steadily but carefully, with short, sure strokes. Between strokes she rinsed the razor in the 
bowl of warm water. Soon his groin was naked as the day he was born. Pam then turned 
to his testicles, stretching the skin taught and gently stroking the razor over the stubble. 
Larry held his breath. He had lost his erection.

	"Ok, clean him up," Pam said to Jenny. 

	Jenny dipped the washrag in the warm water again and gently wiped the remnants 
of shave cream from Larry.  He was pink and smooth. His erection began to return as 
Jenny ran the rag up his perineum, over his balls and then, with her fist wrapped around 
his penis, gently but firmly up and over its head.

	"Now me," said Mitsy. She climbed up on the table and spread her legs. The tip of 
her inch long clitoris was just peaking from between her labia, framed by the orangey-red 
stubble that remained on her labia and mons. Alan brought a fresh bowl of hot water and 
gently washed her, and then rubbed the shaving cream over and around her mons. Soon 
the white foam covered her, only the tip of her clitoris, now more erect, emerging pinkly 
from the white cream.

	Pam chose a new razor and gently began working on Mitsy. She began across the 
pad of her mons, quickly scraping it clean. Then she shaved the hair from Mitsy's inner 
thighs and along her perineum. Mitsy's clitoris was visible throughout this ministration. 
Finally Pam worked on her labia, stretching them gently and delicately removing the last 
vestiges of hair that grew along them. When she finished Alan cleaned Mitsy. As Jenny 
had done with Larry's penis, he finished with a little extra attention to her now blatantly 
erect clitoris. It really was almost as big as Pam's little finger, he noticed. He rubbed it 
gently and Mitsy shivered from the little zings of pleasure that ran through her.

	Jenny had gone next, followed by Alan and Amy. Then it was Pam's turn. Mitsy 
did the honors, quickly removing the stubble from Pam's mons and touching up the other 
areas. After Alan had cleaned her up, she went to her room and returned with a hand 
mirror. They passed it around, each examining her or himself. There was a lot of pink 
skin between their legs.

	"Now what?" asked Amy.  

	"We could taste each other," said Jenny. She remembered that she had blushed 
furiously, not believing what she had just said. But as she said it, she also remembered, 
there was a fierce throbbing coming from between her legs.

	"What do you mean?" Amy asked.

	Jenny was beet red. "You know," she giggled. "Taste each other - there."

	"Oh..." The room was quiet.

	"Let's do it," said Mitsy. "We'll get in a circle, all of us together at once. We'll all 
be joined together at once. We'll all experience a new kind of sexuality all at once."

	"Well, it sounds ok," said Jenny. "But there's only two guys. Girls are going to 
have to get together again."

	"It doesn't matter," said Pam. "It's part of our exploring. And anyway," she 
stammered, "it was kind of nice when Mitsy and I were together. So just try it."

	"But, how do we pick?" Jenny asked.

	"Well, since Mitsy and I were together last time, it's your and Amy's turn to go. 
And it will really be three of us, at least because to make the circle work one of you will 
be in line with one of us."

	"Oh," said Jenny. She hadn't been so sure of this, and she had been hoping that 
she'd get to go with Larry. That, she figured, would now have to wait.

	"All right, then, how do we do this?" asked Alan.

	"Well," said Mitsy, "we just have to alternate. I guess one on their back, the next 
kneeling over, the next underneath and so on. Just get down on the floor and we'll figure 
it out."

	Jenny thought about how they must have looked. Four naked women and two 
naked men. Alan had gotten on his back, and Pam positioned herself on hands and knees 
between his legs. Her large breasts dangled from her chest, the nipple of the left one 
threatening to caress the tip of Alan's erection. Larry had then gotten on his back, and 
scootched himself up between Pam's legs. Then Mitsy had pulled him around a little bit, 
so they all would end up in a circle. She poised herself over him. 

	Jenny remembered that she had looked at them all, then just got down on the floor 
and put her head between Mitsy's legs. She was looking up into Mitsy's crotch - and her 
big clitoris, poking out from between her outer labia. The inner labia were just visible, a 
pair of thin red lines emerging moistly from between the plumb outer lips. Then Amy has 
positioned herself over Alan's face and between Jenny's legs. Jenny looked back at her as 
she felt the ends of Amy's dark hair brush across her thighs. Amy had smiled.

	"Everybody ready?" asked Mitsy.

	"What are we supposed to do?" asked Larry.

	"Use your imagination," Mitsy replied. "Kiss, lick, suck - you know all the words 
people use. OK, 1, 2, 3 Go!" And with that she bent down and kissed the tip of Larry's 
penis. 

	Jenny had been just about ready to kiss Mitsy's vulva when she jumped - Amy 
had run her tongue right up the slit between her labia and it felt wonderful. Ok, she 
thought, now I have to share. She pushed her head up into Mitsy's crotch and kissed her 
labia. Mitsy tasted a little musky. Jenny took a deep breath, stuck out her tongue, and ran 
it up Mitsy's labia and over her clitoris. A she watched, Mitsy's labia blossomed open, her 
inner lips further extending between them, her clitoris, unbelievably, growing even 
larger. Jenny resumed licking, stroking from bottom top, ending each stroke with a flick 
at Mitsy's clitoris. The taste of Mitsy's juices excited her.

	Jenny had felt herself lubricating and opening up under Amy's ministrations. 
Amy's mouth and tongue were insistent, exploring every nook and cranny of Jenny's 
genitals. Her tongue would run up and down the crevice between outer and inner labia, 
then stab into her vagina, where it would swirl around, drawing Jenny's juices down. All 
the time she was doing this her hair was brushing over Jenny's thighs, tickling and 
tantalizing them. As soon as Jenny was beginning to think she couldn't stand this much 
longer, Amy would flatten her tongue and run it up over her urethra and then her clitoris, 
and then she would use it to circle and flick at that hard little pleasure nubbin. Jenny was 
trying to duplicate Amy's actions with Mitsy, but her groans of pleasure kept interfering 
with her efforts. Finally, she just threw her arms around Mitsy's backside, clamped her 
mouth over Mitsy's mound and licked and sucked everything she could reach with her 
tongue, finally pulling and holding her enormous clit between her lips, alternately 
sucking on it and flicking it back and forth with her tongue.

	Mitsy was beside herself with pleasure. When Jenny finally focused on her 
clitoris waves of pleasure just began washing steadily through her, carrying her higher 
and higher. She had begun everything with a light kiss to the tip of Larry's penis, but now 
was sliding her mouth up and down it's length, her tongue pressing hard and slithering 
over his glans on every stroke. She had braced herself with her left hand on the floor, and 
was stroking Larry's penis with her right, in rhythm with her sucking. She could feel her 
breasts swaying and occasionally brushing against Larry's thighs as she moved her mouth 
up and down her penis. Every time a nipple brushed against Larry, a little thrill ran right 
down to her clitoris.

	The others were equally active. Larry had a finger pistoning in and out of Pam's 
vagina as he sucked insistently at her clitoris. Pam was alternately sucking Alan and 
running her tongue, hard, up the underside of his penis. Alan held Amy's butt with both 
hands, pulling his face into her crotch where his tongue alternated between thrusting in 
and out of her vagina and circling her clitoris.

	They were a writhing circle of pleasure, moaning, groaning, gasping and grunting 
with pleasure; licking and sucking the pink flesh of their newly-shaved genitals. 

	Jenny remembered how her orgasm had just hit her - Amy had sucked her clitoris 
deep into her mouth and then suddenly released it, and the sudden absence of stimulation 
made Jenny cry out, and then Amy had flicked her tongue over it, hard, and then she was 
cumming, hard, her whole body shaking with pleasure and Amy hadn't stopped flicking 
at her clitoris and the sensations were overpowering, her orgasm flooding through her, 
her whole body shaking with pleasure.

	As she orgasmed, the contractions squeezed the lubricant filling Jenny's vagina 
out and over Amy's face. The erotic odor, and Alan's tongue circling over her clitoris, 
sent Amy into orgasm as well, and then orgasm just rippled through the circle, Pam and 
Mitsy quivering with the pleasure and Alan and Larry pumping floods of semen into Pam 
and Mitsy's mouths. When Alan's orgasm began Pam pulled back, and his semen spurted 
over her face and breasts, but Mitsy had just sucked Larry deeper into her mouth, sucking 
and swallowing every drop until she milked him dry. Pam rubbed the creamy substance 
into her skin with one hand, and with the other held Alan's penis so she could lick up the 
remnants of semen that oozed from his urethra.

	They all finally collapsed together, face-to-crotch, holding each other tightly as 
the last sensations of orgasm subsided and the peace of the afterglow took over.

	After a few minutes Pam stood up and took Alan by the hand, leading him into 
the bathroom. "C'mon everybody," she said.

	The others disengaged themselves and slowly followed. Mitsy grabbed the towels 
they had used earlier, anticipating what Pam had in mind. By the time she got to the 
bathroom Pam had the shower going and she and Alan were soaping each other up, 
rubbing up against each other and paying special attention to their genitals, then rinsing 
the remnants of their encounter from each other. Pam motioned Mitsy into the tub as 
Alan stepped out, and then she washed her just as carefully and embracing and rubbing 
against her just as much as she had with Alan. Jenny took Larry by the hand and stepped 
into the tub as Pam and Mitsy finished, and Amy joined them, and the trio soaped and 
rubbed and cleaned each other, slipping and sliding against each other's bodies, exploring 
breasts and penis and vaginas in the process.

	Pam passed out the big, fluffy towels to all of them and they dried each other off, 
then gathered back in the living room. Pam had brought several bottles of lotion with her.

	"Well," said Pam. "That was something."

	They all looked a bit sheepishly at each other, a bit surprised at what they had just 
done. Jenny recalled how she had looked around the room, and how she had noticed their 
shaved genitalia, and how that sight had strangely aroused her.

	Pam spoke again. "One thing I do know, we'll all be a lot more comfortable if we 
massage some lotion into ourselves. When my mother taught me about shaving, she 
taught me that too." She passed the bottles of lotion around.

	They had poured lotion into their hands and started rubbing it into themselves. 
Alan and Larry's penises had started growing erect, especially as they watched the girls 
rub themselves. As usual, Mitsy broke the ice.

	"Oh, just do it. Everybody just masturbate. You've got lotion, it feels good, and 
we've only had one orgasm apiece tonight anyway."

	Amy had spoken next. "Maybe we can make it our ritual," she said.

	"What do you mean," asked Larry.

	"Well," she replied quietly. "Groups have rituals. We have a physical symbol of 
our group - our shaved genitals. So why don't we have a ritual? At the end of each night, 
we can sit in a circle like this, and then masturbate. We're all together, we've done things 
together, we've experimented, but we go back to the basics. Self-love. We can do it to 
remind ourselves that we are individuals and that as much as our love for each other 
grows, that eventually we may go our own ways. It's a sexual act, we do it as a group, but 
we do it individually. It kind of ties everything all together."

	"I like it," Jenny had said. "Let's do it."

	The others agreed.

	"Ok," Mitsy said, "then let's start." And with that she had leaned back into the 
couch she was sitting on, spread her legs, and began rubbing herself. The others followed 
suit. 
	
	Jenny had paid particular attention to Larry as he gripped his penis and stroked it 
up and down. For herself, she had spread her lips with her left hand, dipped two fingers 
of her right hand into her vagina to moisten them, and slowly began rubbing them around 
and over her clitoris. The pleasant sensations of sex gently flowed through her. she felt 
her nipples harden and tried again to suck on one, again failing to do much more than just 
flick at it, tantalizing but not satisfying herself.

	Soon they all were in their own little worlds of passion, deeply aware of each 
other and watching, but focusing on the pleasure they produced in themselves. Pam 
successfully sucked on a her big pink nipple as she slid her fingers into her vagina and 
massaged her clitoris with her thumb. Alan finished each upward stoke by sliding his 
palm over the glans of his penis. Amy and Mitsy each periodically massaged their breasts 
in between stroking and rubbing themselves. Jenny noticed that Amy's nipples looked 
particularly long that night, and that she could just pull the tip of one into her mouth. She 
wasn't sucking at it regularly, but every few minutes would pause, tug hard at a nipple, 
and then coax it into her mouth.

	The room was quiet except for the moist sounds of hands rubbing genitals and the 
gentle moans of sexual pleasure each uttered. 

	Jenny watched fascinated a few minutes later when Larry groaned loudly. His 
penis was darker than she had ever seen it before. She watched, fascinated, as his scrotum 
contracted and moments later as semen spurted in a long arc from the tip of his now beet 
red penis and splattered against his stomach. She rubbed herself furiously as second and 
third spurts erupted from him. And then her orgasm was there, and she clutched her sex 
with both hands, holding a finger tightly inside herself, as she cried out "I'm cumming, 
I'm cumming,  I'm cumming!" 

	Hearing this, Alan glanced away from Pam, and saw Jenny arched up, her hands 
clutched over her crotch, her arms pushing her breasts together, and then he felt the 
sperm boiling up from inside him and spurting over his hand. Mitsy, Pam and Amy's 
orgasms came nearly simultaneously, each moaning out her pleasure as their passion 
crested and rolled through them.

	Sleepily, Jenny remembered how Amy had then gotten washrags and cleaned 
each of them, ending her ministrations of each person with a long kiss to the pinkly 
glowing genitals of each person. As she did this she told them that this would be the last 
part of the ritual, and they could take it in turns, and that it would show the commitment 
of the individual to the group. Jenny remembered how, when she had gotten to her, that 
Amy had spent an extra bit of time cleaning her, and how the kiss wasn't just a pressing 
of one set of lips against another, but how she had run her tongue deep into her vagina 
and then swept it up and over her clitoris, ending by sucking that now tender organ deep 
into her mouth. She'd had another little orgasm right then.

	Jenny sighed and rolled over, hugging a pillow to her naked body. It had been yet 
another wonderful evening with these now very special friends. As she drifted off to 
sleep she wondered what might be next for the group, and thought about all the 
wonderful things they had discovered in the last few months. Her dreams gave her many 
ideas for their next meetings.

	
