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My day has come. I felt fine and womanlike, no butterflies in my stomach just a feeling of anticipation of events to come. I skipped breakfast, kissed my Mom and Dad on their cheek and went straight to Aunt Susan’s place. As I entered her place, in addition to Aunt Susan, I saw two men and two women sitting with her. “Oh, it is you”, Aunt Susan said. “We were just talking about you, they know of your wish. Let me ask you this, Are you sure that you want to go through with this and have your first experience?” My mind whirled but in an almost inaudible voice I said, “Yes, I do”. And then more loudly “I’m tired of being a virgin”. This broke the ice and we all laughed. Aunt Susan continued, “Great, we are here to pleasure you” and then introduced her friends.
I already met Carl; the others were quite attractive. The women looked not more then twenty or twenty-one. “Hi I’m Jackie”, said the blonde, quite curvy nymph. “I’m Becky,” said the redhead, “I’m Tim”. He stood about five-ten, built like an Adonis, with a broad muscular chest tapering to a trim, flat stomach, a tight little butt, powerful looking legs. A dense mat of straight, glossy, black hair covered his chest with an arrow of the same running down to his navel. The same straight, black hair covered his muscular legs. Above his genitals grew a big, black bush, curly and frizzy from a recent shower. Hanging at rest, was his penis, almost Carl’s size with a pretty hood covering his dickhead.
Aunt Susan motioned us to move to the bar area where she reached for glasses and filled them with a Chardonnay from the small fridge. “For you my dear, it’s my Thai Ice Tee”, we giggled. "To pleasure," she said as we raised our glasses. "To pleasure," we clinked our glasses and drank. The Thai tea was sweet and excellent and I knew that her concoction would relax me just a bit without affecting me too much. "Have you ever made love with anyone?" She asked. I shook her head, "No. I have done kissing and petting, but not all the way", "Well, we are here for your pleasure, we will do all we can to make this a delightful and memorable experience. Remember, you can tell us to stop or slow down at any time. If you do not like what we are doing, just say so. We will not do anything you do not feel comfortable with. It may seem a bit strange, but I hope you will quickly learn to trust us. We will do many things and you will know some of the many pleasures and possibilities of sex. All you have to do is relax and enjoy the sensations; go with them, let them wash over you. There is nothing you have to do except to feel. Will you trust us in this?" I nodded yes, but was looking down. She lifted my chin and looked deep into my eyes. "Do you want us to teach you how to make love and enjoy the incredible feelings of uninhibited sex?" My lips trembled a little, but answered, "Yes." "Good." She refilled our glasses and took my hand, leading her to the bedroom and closed the door behind me.
There I was only with Jacky and Becky that’s when I realized they were movie star gorgeous. They both were statuesque with shapely legs, slender arms, well-tanned bodies, and bare pubis. Breasts were large and shapely with nipples that were hard, clearly experiencing some sort of sexual arousal. In short, drop dead gorgeous with faces that could melt Alaskan glaciers. They looked at me with disarming smiles. Becky took my hand and led me to the center of the large bedroom. “We need to get you more comfortable and prepare for the lustful evening.” I smiled. “But, first thing first, there’s one thing that you’ll have to do all by yourself”, she handed me a Fleet enema kit. I took it, went to the small bathroom and took care of the business. I felt refreshed afterward.
Back in the bedroom Jackie informed me that in preparation, they would bath me, massage me and make me ready for my experience and will start with giving me a Sphynx. “Sphinx” I asked. "You know, Sphynx is like a Brazilian except for a tiny thatch of hair on top. The Sphynx is a hairless cat from Egypt so that’s its namesake.” Jackie led me to a table and I lay back. "It'll only take a few minutes." She got small clippers, and a cup full of warm water. She told me that she liked my breasts. She told me that I had very symmetrical and petite labia, and that was beautiful to look at with a little clit and gave me a quick kiss on my inner lips. She brought my feet up so that soles were touching each other. Now there was nothing to hide, I was ‘truly’ open. Becky took my arms and stretched them over my head. With that I arched my back lifting my sex and feeling my labia lips opening. As Jackie stroked my pubic hair I felt a sensation of arousal mixing with eagerness to experience the eroticism of the moment. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the smells of the room, and found myself relaxing.
Her fingers kept brushing my hair and my thighs. I felt more and more turned on. I could hardly believe that I was aroused. With little clippers she was trimming my pubic hairs. I felt more turned on. “Just lie back and relax,” she said. Now she was rubbing some kind of lotion over me, over the hairs, over my lips, down the crease between my leg and my crotch. I felt my nipples tighten and my body started to get hot. Erotically she ran her fingers across my thighs. I sighed and felt my hips rising up to meet her delicate touches. At my head, Becky leaned forward, cupped my breasts and lightly pinched my hard nipples. I was beginning to realize the pleasures of the atmosphere. My pussy was getting wet. I decided absorb this atmosphere of pleasure, and let it take me to its end. After all this was my first time. Casually Jackie began stroking me more, and my aroused clit began to poke out from its hiding spot. She swept some of my wetness up toward my clit, and I moaned quietly. She kept one hand on my clit as she dripped hot wax along part of my crotch. She spread it delicately; it was warm and felt nice, but my anxiety had started to build up again. Her fingers slipped inside my pussy and I gasped as they wiggled in my wetness. She spread a layer of cotton cloth on top of the hot wax; as she pulled up, the wax and my hair went with it and with her other hand she pressed against my g-spot. I wanted to cry out, but Becky pressed her lips on my mouth and kissed me. I was confused, the pain was intense, but combined with the kiss and wiggling fingers on my g-spot, and it was erotic. I stopped trying to decipher the situation and concentrated on the pleasure. She was circling my pussyhole with her fingers. This time, when she laid the cotton strip down; she put her index finger just inside my pussy with her thumb on my clit, while she ripped the waxed hairs off. She played with my clit in between her deft applications of wax. She rolled my clit between her fingers, playing with the hood, always making sure it was very slippery. These short bursts of attention were getting my whole body hot, and I felt my orgasm building.
I was trying to hold still so Jackie could do her job with the wax but I found my hips trying harder and harder to lift off the table. I'd been avoiding her eyes, but now I looked up at gorgeous face. Her lips were parted, her face was flushed, and her nipples hard with dark areola about them, she was turned on from all of this, too! Seeing her arousal did me in. Another rip and her busy fingers sent me over the edge. I bit my lip to not scream, but the pleasure was intense, the pain was intense, the whole experience was extreme. Becky was kissing me and squeezing my nipples, Jackie rolled her fingers in my pussy juice. She gave me a minute before she started back up again - this time rubbing my ass with her thumb. She took her time playing before she waxed again knowing that my body was sensitive. Her fingers were magic though, and soon the sensitivities were passed and I was midway to another orgasm. "Almost done," her breathy voice finally said. Two quicker rips later; my pussy was bare save a tiny “Sphynx” in the center of my mound. I was breathing hard again, completely aroused, wanting another release. But Jackie grabbed a bottle of oil and poured some onto my mound. She massaged it into my skin, and then trailed it over my bare pussy lips. The sensation of the slippery touches on my completely bare skin was new and tantalizing. Jackie’s hands were both free now that that waxing was done. I closed my eyes and let my hips rise and fall with her touches. She played with my inner lips, rubbed my slick, hot clit, and dipped two fingers inside me. I felt the explosion chasing me already, but it felt so good I didn't want it to end. She put one slippery finger in my ass while she rubbed my clit, and then slid the fingers down my slit and into my pussy. Both holes were full and pulsing, her fingers pressuring my g-spot, urging an orgasm, when she stuck her tongue out and lapped at the sweet little bud of my clit. I couldn't take it. I nearly passed out; the pleasure, the wetness, and her textured tongue on my clit and around my pussy's bare lips. I wanted to cry out this time, wanted to scream and just feel, but no noise came out of my mouth until after, when I drew huge ragged gulps of air. She wiped away some of my juices, then dusted baby powder over my baby smooth mound. She smiled shyly at me, and then the three of us touched and hugged gently. I just laid there recovering in the silence of the room.
I rolled off the table. I was dehydrated; Becky poured ice cold Thai Tea for me. We looked at each other. I’m sure that I looked radiant, eager to know what’s next. As if from nowhere I heard “It’s time for your massage”, it was Tim. “Aunt Susan, asked me to give you a massage and make you a relaxed woman for tonight.” “Becky, give Jenny some more of the drink”, I grabbed the glass and drank. By now I knew it was not an ordinary tea, but an aphrodisiac that was beginning to take hold of my body. I noticed that Jackie disappeared and how expertly Tim was preparing the massage table. His chiseled abs and muscular arms were too delicious not to be touched. “Becky will help me and after the massage, she will help you get ready. She is an artist when it comes to makeup. I will start the massage now. My dear Jenny, I can assure you that you will like it” he said.
With all this pleasure to come, how could I say no? Our eyes locked. I could feel my breath quicken but I kept it all under control. I placed the palm of my hand on his chest and with the index finger, traced a slow, sensual line from his nipple to his belly button. He moved his face close to mine and with open lips touched my open mouth. I was beginning to burn, and with the tip of his tongue he traced the outline of my lips. In a low voice I heard him say, “Trust me, Jenny. Let me help you to relax and enjoy this experience. It is best not to talk so you can focus only on the feel of my hands as they massage away. Close your eyes and let your senses and my skill take you away. Are you ready?” 'Yes' my voice croaked out as I closed my eyes trying to do exactly what he suggested. I took deep breaths and put my hands beside my body and placed my face in the massage table’s headrest.
Becky went to the head of the table, took my face into her hands and nuzzled her nose to mine. “Relax, and let your feelings experience the touch”. In the quietness of the room I felt Tim drizzle scented oil onto my back. His warm hands quickly followed to evenly spread the oil across my back. A soft moan escaped my lips as his hands pressed harder working out the kinks from my muscles. Kneading and rubbing me into a state of true bliss I sensed his fingers massaging my shoulders and neck muscles driving away any thought of embarrassment. Standing at my side, Tim took my hand in his and poured some warm oil onto my arm. His fingers smoothed the oil all the way up to my shoulder and back down again towards my hand. He stroked up and down a few more times deeply massaging my muscles before he carefully massaged my hand. I could not believe how erotic it was to have your hand massaged. His thick fingers slid very sensuously through my smaller ones as he massaged my palm with his thumbs. The squishy wetness and the slippery sliding were making me feel stimulated.
Tim stood next to my leg and squeezed the bottle of warm oil as trickled down her thigh and calf. His strong hands gripped my leg as he stroked and massaged it from my knee to the cheeks of my ass. His hands clamped over my thigh and started to rub back and forth from between her legs to the outside; each hand rubbing in a different direction. Tim went to the end of the table and took my calf and rested it against his chest. His hands artfully caressed my thigh as his body warmed my shin. In this position, I realized that Tim had an unobstructed view between my legs. As he began massaging my legs, he spread them a little so he could reach every part. As the air and surely Tim's eyes touched my most private spot, I tingled. I knew that this erotic experience was causing me to moisten slightly. I could feel the moisture flow and seep from my sex making my swollen labia shine. He knew what he was doing to me. All I knew was that I was near to bursting with excitement. “Oh God, my feet, He is rubbing the sole of my foot with his thumbs. UUUGGHHNNN”. Just as he had with my hand, Tim slid a finger between each and every one of my toes. The oil allowed his thick finger to slide its way in.
You would have thought my clit was connected to the space between her toes. While Tim didn't hesitate in his massaging and showed no other outward signs of noticing my reaction, his penis began to grow. I looked over at Becky who was watching these proceedings with a rapt expression on her face while the nipples became prominent. She moved the focus of her eyes to Tim and my eyes followed. Tim’s hard cock was standing up, leaning slightly away from his abs. He appeared to be a bit larger in length but was a good bit better than average thickness with his prominent testicles hanging loosely in their sac. The grip he had on my cheek allowed him to open me to his gaze. His hard thumb was pressed firmly against my wrinkled aperture. He pressed harder adding pressure but he did not insert a finger. His big hand gripped the other cheek, the one closest to his own body. This time it was his thumbs kneading the fatty flesh and his tantalizing fingers teasing me. His hand gripped both cheeks spreading me wide and then closing them up tight teasing me over and over again.
I barely heard his words when he asked me to roll over. I lifted my body up and rolled to my back. Very aware that I totally aroused, I just didn't care, and the wetness between my legs and my hard nipples told him everything he needed to know. Tim poured a little oil on my flat tummy. His hands slid across my tummy from where my Sphynx began to just below my breasts. He knew my nipples were aching to be touched or kissed but he made sure he did not touch them at all, not even accidentally. Wiping away the oil from my tummy, Tim oiled my thighs and shins one at a time. His hands repeated the same movements on the fronts of my legs and he had on the backs. He gently opened my legs a bit to get a firm grip on each thigh thus opening the view to my sex again. His hands massaged deeply and firmly and slid up and down my thighs. His fingers lightly grazed my puffed up labia and I nearly jumped from the table from the deliberate sexual shock he had every intention of making me feel. I couldn't control myself any longer. I lifted my hips from the table silently begging him for more as soft little sighs and moans slipped from my opened mouth. But Tim was not ready to allow me the release that my body cried out for. He just took the towel and wiped my thighs and shins dry, carefully opening my legs so he could see the pink pussy greased and wanting. Moving away, Tim took the bottle of oil and poured it on to my breasts. I didn't even try to stop the moan that came from deep inside me. Tim's talented hands caressed my breasts but never touching my nipples that were extremely erect and hard. Becky’s hand slid up my neck and chest and slid gently across my shoulders.
Suddenly, they stopped moving. I wondering what happened opened her eyes to see Tim standing there staring at my hard morsels. “Please, please, don't stop now!” I begged. I wanted him to touch my nipples. He took a tin of ointment out of the drawer and dipped his finger inside. Gently, he placed some cream on my nipple and rubbed it in. It felt so cool on my hot swollen nipples; a trickle of wetness flowed from her cunt. The cream caused the air to hit them in much the same way that your mouth feels after eating wintergreen or peppermint. I was about to explode soon and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Finally, Tim picked up the oil one last time and he squirted it on my Shynx. He gripped my thigh gently and spread my leg. My pussy was soaking wet and there was no need for any more oil. My clit was so swollen that the bud had long escaped its protective hood and was standing up begging for Tim’s attention. Becky took hold of my arms and pulled them over my head. Her breasts with hard nipples were over my face begging to be licked. There was only a second of hesitation before Tim took his oiled finger and pressed lightly on the sensitive nub and just touched it. My body took flight. I flew straight up and screamed. "Ohhh God". I was coming, finally! My hips were humping his mouth. His tongue was flicking ever so quickly on my clit before he slipped it down to slide deep inside her sucking and tasting my juices that flowed freely from my body. With his hand still between my legs, he slipped one finger into my ass just as I was coming and dying with million little deaths. This dying was so delicious. I just came and came, flooding my juices into his mouth and onto his hand. The exhaustion was fantastic. Becky was holding my arms and sucking my nipples, Tim stopped eating my pussy.
I felt great and needed rest. Becky and I raided the little fridge. A light snack and few sips of the ‘Ice Tea’ was great, it replenished some of my lost body fluids. “It’s time for you to take a quick shower, and then I’ll do your hair and makeup and make you gorgeous” Becky’s words were never truer. I saw that the sun was reaching into to a late afternoon. The hot water felt wonderful on my skin. I got scented soap and ran the bar of soap over my body, the shower filled with the smell of lavender.
With eyes closed and head tilted back, I began to soap, starting at my shoulders I worked quickly downwards over my breasts paying particular attention to the nipples that hardened slightly under my fingers as they gently massaged the protruding buds between thumb and forefinger. Taking the soap bar I rubbed it over my twin mounds making them shine with a soapy gloss, then I played with the buds squeezing them hard, rotating the hardened flesh, and enjoying the wonderful jolts it sent through my body. I enjoyed the tingling pleasure going from my nipples down to my love bud. With one hand I cupped my breasts and inserted my middle finger into my pussy. I was wet, through and through. I was tempted to continue, but remembered Aunt Susan’s admonition against self-sexing. “Oh, well, I’ll wait till later. It’ll come soon enough”.
As if on cue, Becky came in, she saw my state of arousal. Without a word, taking the detachable showerhead from the top of the shower, she began to rinse me off. Holding the handle over my head, the relaxing stream of water glided down my satiny skin whisking the suds from my buttocks. Instinctively I opened my legs and tilted my ass upward, exposing my vulva to a massaging spray. The force of the water worked its way to my swollen clit, my nipples peeking in response. Loving the warm tingly sensation, I gave in to my needs; with erotic moans escaped my mouth and I spread my legs further. I could see my tiny little clit swelled that it peaked out between my lips. Suddenly it all stopped. Becky turned off the spray, leaned forward kissing my nipples and without a word, wrapped me in a soft towel. “It’s time to make you beautiful”, she whispered. She towel dried me and applied scented lotion to my entire body. My clean skin glowed from the attention she had given it.
She ran hairbrush through my hair and then shook it to give it a slightly tousled look. Then she started applying makeup. She put a touch of blue eye shadow on the lids of my ice blue eyes. A quick touch of eyeliner from a dark pencil outlined the lids, a little line drawn outwards to make me already wide extra long lashed sensual eyes look even more sensual. A brush dusted in a pale pink blush make up, applied to my high cheek bones brought just a highlight of color to my pink cheeks. Carefully, she unscrewed the top of lipstick and applied the glossy color to my full lower lip then more lightly to my upper lip. Satisfied, she stepped back one-step, looked at me. “Take a look” handing me a mirror. I gasped; I could not believe my eyes. I was not a teenager. I was a gorgeous woman with sultry eyes and a mouth that wanted to be kissed. Becky brought a large turquoise box and took the lid of it. She took out a pair of bridal white shoes with very high heels, two beautiful white garters. “One garter is for the groom and the other is for his best man’’ she giggled as she said that. Then she put a large diaphanous bridal veil that in the front covered me from head to just bellow my nipples. In back it reached down to the ground like a long train. All was too elegant for words. I put on the garters and the shoes. Becky adjusted the veil on my head; the fabric gently rubbed my nipples and made them hard with sexuality. She handed me the bridal bouquet of flowers, I stood up and looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I loved what I saw. I was a gorgeously beautiful, sultry and statuesque. I was breathlessly gorgeous. “It’s a good day to be deflowered,” I said quietly, and we both giggled. “One more thing” she said taking out a ring from a Tiffany’s like ring box. “This ring is your mother’s, and she got it as a gift from her mother on the occasion when she was introduced to the group as you are now to be. You see, our group has a long tradition, and Aunt Susan thought of everything, including “Something New, Something Old, Something Blue and Something borrowed”. “This is your time”, she continued, “It’s your awakening, and take it for all its worth”. With that she put a dab of some cream on my pussy lips, turned me around and with a finger a bit of KY into my asshole. “Now you’re ready. Go and see what awaits you”.
I already met Carl; the others were quite attractive. The women looked not more then twenty or twenty-one. “Hi I’m Jackie”, said the blonde, quite curvy nymph. “I’m Becky,” said the redhead, “I’m Tim”. He stood about five-ten, built like an Adonis, with a broad muscular chest tapering to a trim, flat stomach, a tight little butt, powerful looking legs. A dense mat of straight, glossy, black hair covered his chest with an arrow of the same running down to his navel. The same straight, black hair covered his muscular legs. Above his genitals grew a big, black bush, curly and frizzy from a recent shower. Hanging at rest, was his penis, almost Carl’s size with a pretty hood covering his dickhead.
Aunt Susan motioned us to move to the bar area where she reached for glasses and filled them with a Chardonnay from the small fridge. “For you my dear, it’s my Thai Ice Tee”, we giggled. "To pleasure," she said as we raised our glasses. "To pleasure," we clinked our glasses and drank. The Thai tea was sweet and excellent and I knew that her concoction would relax me just a bit without affecting me too much. "Have you ever made love with anyone?" She asked. I shook her head, "No. I have done kissing and petting, but not all the way", "Well, we are here for your pleasure, we will do all we can to make this a delightful and memorable experience. Remember, you can tell us to stop or slow down at any time. If you do not like what we are doing, just say so. We will not do anything you do not feel comfortable with. It may seem a bit strange, but I hope you will quickly learn to trust us. We will do many things and you will know some of the many pleasures and possibilities of sex. All you have to do is relax and enjoy the sensations; go with them, let them wash over you. There is nothing you have to do except to feel. Will you trust us in this?" I nodded yes, but was looking down. She lifted my chin and looked deep into my eyes. "Do you want us to teach you how to make love and enjoy the incredible feelings of uninhibited sex?" My lips trembled a little, but answered, "Yes." "Good." She refilled our glasses and took my hand, leading her to the bedroom and closed the door behind me.
There I was only with Jacky and Becky that’s when I realized they were movie star gorgeous. They both were statuesque with shapely legs, slender arms, well-tanned bodies, and bare pubis. Breasts were large and shapely with nipples that were hard, clearly experiencing some sort of sexual arousal. In short, drop dead gorgeous with faces that could melt Alaskan glaciers. They looked at me with disarming smiles. Becky took my hand and led me to the center of the large bedroom. “We need to get you more comfortable and prepare for the lustful evening.” I smiled. “But, first thing first, there’s one thing that you’ll have to do all by yourself”, she handed me a Fleet enema kit. I took it, went to the small bathroom and took care of the business. I felt refreshed afterward.
Back in the bedroom Jackie informed me that in preparation, they would bath me, massage me and make me ready for my experience and will start with giving me a Sphynx. “Sphinx” I asked. "You know, Sphynx is like a Brazilian except for a tiny thatch of hair on top. The Sphynx is a hairless cat from Egypt so that’s its namesake.” Jackie led me to a table and I lay back. "It'll only take a few minutes." She got small clippers, and a cup full of warm water. She told me that she liked my breasts. She told me that I had very symmetrical and petite labia, and that was beautiful to look at with a little clit and gave me a quick kiss on my inner lips. She brought my feet up so that soles were touching each other. Now there was nothing to hide, I was ‘truly’ open. Becky took my arms and stretched them over my head. With that I arched my back lifting my sex and feeling my labia lips opening. As Jackie stroked my pubic hair I felt a sensation of arousal mixing with eagerness to experience the eroticism of the moment. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the smells of the room, and found myself relaxing.
Her fingers kept brushing my hair and my thighs. I felt more and more turned on. I could hardly believe that I was aroused. With little clippers she was trimming my pubic hairs. I felt more turned on. “Just lie back and relax,” she said. Now she was rubbing some kind of lotion over me, over the hairs, over my lips, down the crease between my leg and my crotch. I felt my nipples tighten and my body started to get hot. Erotically she ran her fingers across my thighs. I sighed and felt my hips rising up to meet her delicate touches. At my head, Becky leaned forward, cupped my breasts and lightly pinched my hard nipples. I was beginning to realize the pleasures of the atmosphere. My pussy was getting wet. I decided absorb this atmosphere of pleasure, and let it take me to its end. After all this was my first time. Casually Jackie began stroking me more, and my aroused clit began to poke out from its hiding spot. She swept some of my wetness up toward my clit, and I moaned quietly. She kept one hand on my clit as she dripped hot wax along part of my crotch. She spread it delicately; it was warm and felt nice, but my anxiety had started to build up again. Her fingers slipped inside my pussy and I gasped as they wiggled in my wetness. She spread a layer of cotton cloth on top of the hot wax; as she pulled up, the wax and my hair went with it and with her other hand she pressed against my g-spot. I wanted to cry out, but Becky pressed her lips on my mouth and kissed me. I was confused, the pain was intense, but combined with the kiss and wiggling fingers on my g-spot, and it was erotic. I stopped trying to decipher the situation and concentrated on the pleasure. She was circling my pussyhole with her fingers. This time, when she laid the cotton strip down; she put her index finger just inside my pussy with her thumb on my clit, while she ripped the waxed hairs off. She played with my clit in between her deft applications of wax. She rolled my clit between her fingers, playing with the hood, always making sure it was very slippery. These short bursts of attention were getting my whole body hot, and I felt my orgasm building.
I was trying to hold still so Jackie could do her job with the wax but I found my hips trying harder and harder to lift off the table. I'd been avoiding her eyes, but now I looked up at gorgeous face. Her lips were parted, her face was flushed, and her nipples hard with dark areola about them, she was turned on from all of this, too! Seeing her arousal did me in. Another rip and her busy fingers sent me over the edge. I bit my lip to not scream, but the pleasure was intense, the pain was intense, the whole experience was extreme. Becky was kissing me and squeezing my nipples, Jackie rolled her fingers in my pussy juice. She gave me a minute before she started back up again - this time rubbing my ass with her thumb. She took her time playing before she waxed again knowing that my body was sensitive. Her fingers were magic though, and soon the sensitivities were passed and I was midway to another orgasm. "Almost done," her breathy voice finally said. Two quicker rips later; my pussy was bare save a tiny “Sphynx” in the center of my mound. I was breathing hard again, completely aroused, wanting another release. But Jackie grabbed a bottle of oil and poured some onto my mound. She massaged it into my skin, and then trailed it over my bare pussy lips. The sensation of the slippery touches on my completely bare skin was new and tantalizing. Jackie’s hands were both free now that that waxing was done. I closed my eyes and let my hips rise and fall with her touches. She played with my inner lips, rubbed my slick, hot clit, and dipped two fingers inside me. I felt the explosion chasing me already, but it felt so good I didn't want it to end. She put one slippery finger in my ass while she rubbed my clit, and then slid the fingers down my slit and into my pussy. Both holes were full and pulsing, her fingers pressuring my g-spot, urging an orgasm, when she stuck her tongue out and lapped at the sweet little bud of my clit. I couldn't take it. I nearly passed out; the pleasure, the wetness, and her textured tongue on my clit and around my pussy's bare lips. I wanted to cry out this time, wanted to scream and just feel, but no noise came out of my mouth until after, when I drew huge ragged gulps of air. She wiped away some of my juices, then dusted baby powder over my baby smooth mound. She smiled shyly at me, and then the three of us touched and hugged gently. I just laid there recovering in the silence of the room.
I rolled off the table. I was dehydrated; Becky poured ice cold Thai Tea for me. We looked at each other. I’m sure that I looked radiant, eager to know what’s next. As if from nowhere I heard “It’s time for your massage”, it was Tim. “Aunt Susan, asked me to give you a massage and make you a relaxed woman for tonight.” “Becky, give Jenny some more of the drink”, I grabbed the glass and drank. By now I knew it was not an ordinary tea, but an aphrodisiac that was beginning to take hold of my body. I noticed that Jackie disappeared and how expertly Tim was preparing the massage table. His chiseled abs and muscular arms were too delicious not to be touched. “Becky will help me and after the massage, she will help you get ready. She is an artist when it comes to makeup. I will start the massage now. My dear Jenny, I can assure you that you will like it” he said.
With all this pleasure to come, how could I say no? Our eyes locked. I could feel my breath quicken but I kept it all under control. I placed the palm of my hand on his chest and with the index finger, traced a slow, sensual line from his nipple to his belly button. He moved his face close to mine and with open lips touched my open mouth. I was beginning to burn, and with the tip of his tongue he traced the outline of my lips. In a low voice I heard him say, “Trust me, Jenny. Let me help you to relax and enjoy this experience. It is best not to talk so you can focus only on the feel of my hands as they massage away. Close your eyes and let your senses and my skill take you away. Are you ready?” 'Yes' my voice croaked out as I closed my eyes trying to do exactly what he suggested. I took deep breaths and put my hands beside my body and placed my face in the massage table’s headrest.
Becky went to the head of the table, took my face into her hands and nuzzled her nose to mine. “Relax, and let your feelings experience the touch”. In the quietness of the room I felt Tim drizzle scented oil onto my back. His warm hands quickly followed to evenly spread the oil across my back. A soft moan escaped my lips as his hands pressed harder working out the kinks from my muscles. Kneading and rubbing me into a state of true bliss I sensed his fingers massaging my shoulders and neck muscles driving away any thought of embarrassment. Standing at my side, Tim took my hand in his and poured some warm oil onto my arm. His fingers smoothed the oil all the way up to my shoulder and back down again towards my hand. He stroked up and down a few more times deeply massaging my muscles before he carefully massaged my hand. I could not believe how erotic it was to have your hand massaged. His thick fingers slid very sensuously through my smaller ones as he massaged my palm with his thumbs. The squishy wetness and the slippery sliding were making me feel stimulated.
Tim stood next to my leg and squeezed the bottle of warm oil as trickled down her thigh and calf. His strong hands gripped my leg as he stroked and massaged it from my knee to the cheeks of my ass. His hands clamped over my thigh and started to rub back and forth from between her legs to the outside; each hand rubbing in a different direction. Tim went to the end of the table and took my calf and rested it against his chest. His hands artfully caressed my thigh as his body warmed my shin. In this position, I realized that Tim had an unobstructed view between my legs. As he began massaging my legs, he spread them a little so he could reach every part. As the air and surely Tim's eyes touched my most private spot, I tingled. I knew that this erotic experience was causing me to moisten slightly. I could feel the moisture flow and seep from my sex making my swollen labia shine. He knew what he was doing to me. All I knew was that I was near to bursting with excitement. “Oh God, my feet, He is rubbing the sole of my foot with his thumbs. UUUGGHHNNN”. Just as he had with my hand, Tim slid a finger between each and every one of my toes. The oil allowed his thick finger to slide its way in.
You would have thought my clit was connected to the space between her toes. While Tim didn't hesitate in his massaging and showed no other outward signs of noticing my reaction, his penis began to grow. I looked over at Becky who was watching these proceedings with a rapt expression on her face while the nipples became prominent. She moved the focus of her eyes to Tim and my eyes followed. Tim’s hard cock was standing up, leaning slightly away from his abs. He appeared to be a bit larger in length but was a good bit better than average thickness with his prominent testicles hanging loosely in their sac. The grip he had on my cheek allowed him to open me to his gaze. His hard thumb was pressed firmly against my wrinkled aperture. He pressed harder adding pressure but he did not insert a finger. His big hand gripped the other cheek, the one closest to his own body. This time it was his thumbs kneading the fatty flesh and his tantalizing fingers teasing me. His hand gripped both cheeks spreading me wide and then closing them up tight teasing me over and over again.
I barely heard his words when he asked me to roll over. I lifted my body up and rolled to my back. Very aware that I totally aroused, I just didn't care, and the wetness between my legs and my hard nipples told him everything he needed to know. Tim poured a little oil on my flat tummy. His hands slid across my tummy from where my Sphynx began to just below my breasts. He knew my nipples were aching to be touched or kissed but he made sure he did not touch them at all, not even accidentally. Wiping away the oil from my tummy, Tim oiled my thighs and shins one at a time. His hands repeated the same movements on the fronts of my legs and he had on the backs. He gently opened my legs a bit to get a firm grip on each thigh thus opening the view to my sex again. His hands massaged deeply and firmly and slid up and down my thighs. His fingers lightly grazed my puffed up labia and I nearly jumped from the table from the deliberate sexual shock he had every intention of making me feel. I couldn't control myself any longer. I lifted my hips from the table silently begging him for more as soft little sighs and moans slipped from my opened mouth. But Tim was not ready to allow me the release that my body cried out for. He just took the towel and wiped my thighs and shins dry, carefully opening my legs so he could see the pink pussy greased and wanting. Moving away, Tim took the bottle of oil and poured it on to my breasts. I didn't even try to stop the moan that came from deep inside me. Tim's talented hands caressed my breasts but never touching my nipples that were extremely erect and hard. Becky’s hand slid up my neck and chest and slid gently across my shoulders.
Suddenly, they stopped moving. I wondering what happened opened her eyes to see Tim standing there staring at my hard morsels. “Please, please, don't stop now!” I begged. I wanted him to touch my nipples. He took a tin of ointment out of the drawer and dipped his finger inside. Gently, he placed some cream on my nipple and rubbed it in. It felt so cool on my hot swollen nipples; a trickle of wetness flowed from her cunt. The cream caused the air to hit them in much the same way that your mouth feels after eating wintergreen or peppermint. I was about to explode soon and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Finally, Tim picked up the oil one last time and he squirted it on my Shynx. He gripped my thigh gently and spread my leg. My pussy was soaking wet and there was no need for any more oil. My clit was so swollen that the bud had long escaped its protective hood and was standing up begging for Tim’s attention. Becky took hold of my arms and pulled them over my head. Her breasts with hard nipples were over my face begging to be licked. There was only a second of hesitation before Tim took his oiled finger and pressed lightly on the sensitive nub and just touched it. My body took flight. I flew straight up and screamed. "Ohhh God". I was coming, finally! My hips were humping his mouth. His tongue was flicking ever so quickly on my clit before he slipped it down to slide deep inside her sucking and tasting my juices that flowed freely from my body. With his hand still between my legs, he slipped one finger into my ass just as I was coming and dying with million little deaths. This dying was so delicious. I just came and came, flooding my juices into his mouth and onto his hand. The exhaustion was fantastic. Becky was holding my arms and sucking my nipples, Tim stopped eating my pussy.
I felt great and needed rest. Becky and I raided the little fridge. A light snack and few sips of the ‘Ice Tea’ was great, it replenished some of my lost body fluids. “It’s time for you to take a quick shower, and then I’ll do your hair and makeup and make you gorgeous” Becky’s words were never truer. I saw that the sun was reaching into to a late afternoon. The hot water felt wonderful on my skin. I got scented soap and ran the bar of soap over my body, the shower filled with the smell of lavender.
With eyes closed and head tilted back, I began to soap, starting at my shoulders I worked quickly downwards over my breasts paying particular attention to the nipples that hardened slightly under my fingers as they gently massaged the protruding buds between thumb and forefinger. Taking the soap bar I rubbed it over my twin mounds making them shine with a soapy gloss, then I played with the buds squeezing them hard, rotating the hardened flesh, and enjoying the wonderful jolts it sent through my body. I enjoyed the tingling pleasure going from my nipples down to my love bud. With one hand I cupped my breasts and inserted my middle finger into my pussy. I was wet, through and through. I was tempted to continue, but remembered Aunt Susan’s admonition against self-sexing. “Oh, well, I’ll wait till later. It’ll come soon enough”.
As if on cue, Becky came in, she saw my state of arousal. Without a word, taking the detachable showerhead from the top of the shower, she began to rinse me off. Holding the handle over my head, the relaxing stream of water glided down my satiny skin whisking the suds from my buttocks. Instinctively I opened my legs and tilted my ass upward, exposing my vulva to a massaging spray. The force of the water worked its way to my swollen clit, my nipples peeking in response. Loving the warm tingly sensation, I gave in to my needs; with erotic moans escaped my mouth and I spread my legs further. I could see my tiny little clit swelled that it peaked out between my lips. Suddenly it all stopped. Becky turned off the spray, leaned forward kissing my nipples and without a word, wrapped me in a soft towel. “It’s time to make you beautiful”, she whispered. She towel dried me and applied scented lotion to my entire body. My clean skin glowed from the attention she had given it.
She ran hairbrush through my hair and then shook it to give it a slightly tousled look. Then she started applying makeup. She put a touch of blue eye shadow on the lids of my ice blue eyes. A quick touch of eyeliner from a dark pencil outlined the lids, a little line drawn outwards to make me already wide extra long lashed sensual eyes look even more sensual. A brush dusted in a pale pink blush make up, applied to my high cheek bones brought just a highlight of color to my pink cheeks. Carefully, she unscrewed the top of lipstick and applied the glossy color to my full lower lip then more lightly to my upper lip. Satisfied, she stepped back one-step, looked at me. “Take a look” handing me a mirror. I gasped; I could not believe my eyes. I was not a teenager. I was a gorgeous woman with sultry eyes and a mouth that wanted to be kissed. Becky brought a large turquoise box and took the lid of it. She took out a pair of bridal white shoes with very high heels, two beautiful white garters. “One garter is for the groom and the other is for his best man’’ she giggled as she said that. Then she put a large diaphanous bridal veil that in the front covered me from head to just bellow my nipples. In back it reached down to the ground like a long train. All was too elegant for words. I put on the garters and the shoes. Becky adjusted the veil on my head; the fabric gently rubbed my nipples and made them hard with sexuality. She handed me the bridal bouquet of flowers, I stood up and looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I loved what I saw. I was a gorgeously beautiful, sultry and statuesque. I was breathlessly gorgeous. “It’s a good day to be deflowered,” I said quietly, and we both giggled. “One more thing” she said taking out a ring from a Tiffany’s like ring box. “This ring is your mother’s, and she got it as a gift from her mother on the occasion when she was introduced to the group as you are now to be. You see, our group has a long tradition, and Aunt Susan thought of everything, including “Something New, Something Old, Something Blue and Something borrowed”. “This is your time”, she continued, “It’s your awakening, and take it for all its worth”. With that she put a dab of some cream on my pussy lips, turned me around and with a finger a bit of KY into my asshole. “Now you’re ready. Go and see what awaits you”.
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