continued. “I work at an Advertising firm. I’m a coffee addict, book worm and up until I started seeing Linda, I’d only had sex with one man, and he’s now my ex-husband. Chicken Alfredo is my favorite food, though I don’t tend to eat it much as I try to watch my figure, being in advertising and all. And I was so nervous when Linda told us to get naked, I nearly threw up.”
There were chuckles in the group. A few people agreed that they felt the same way.
“Very good group,” Linda applauded, “I can see each of you beginning to relax as time went by. Being naked in front of strangers is not normal behavior. We’ve been taught from an early age to hide our bodies. As children, it’s a matter of safety and nudity is not permitted for us as adults. Public nudity is even against the law. So it’s only natural for you to have the desire to cover yourselves. You have nothing to hide your insecurities, no safety. Tonight’s goal is to assist you in being comfortable with your body.”
She walked across the room and pulled a full length mirror on wheels to the center of the room. She had us all get off the bed and walk toward the mirror. The first exercise was to stand in the mirror and talk about our bodies, what we thought was assets and what we didn’t like.
The exercise was easy for me. I had done it at home a million times.
“Now, one at a time, pair up with your partners. You will tell the class what you like about your partner’s body, touching that part as you talk about it. Hearing the compliments while you’re being touched in that location will help you build confidence. There will be no touching genitals though. Breasts are okay, but nothing between the legs. Candy, begin.”
David and I smiled at each other. We’d spent some time getting to know each other’s bodies.
I ran my fingers along his shoulders. “David’s shoulders are incredibly sexy, as are his arms.” My stomach jumped as I touched his butt, “Nice butt too.”
There were giggles.
“While you’re face is cherry red, Candy, you’re doing a good job. Continue.”
I bent down and talked about his legs as I ran my hands down them. Construction was clearly good exercise. I complimented nearly every part of his body.
“So David, how does it feel to have someone compliment you so much?” Linda asked.
David cleared his throat, “It felt really nice.” We shot each other a knowing glance.
It was now David’s turn. My skin blazed as he touched me. My nipples were erect, further embarrassing me. When he touched my breasts, my eyes closed. Arousal oozed out of my pores. I wanted to throw everyone out of the room and ravish him. Though I enjoyed hearing the compliments and having his hands all over me, I was relieved when it was done.
David and I stood next to each other while the other couples did the exercise. Their red faces rivaled our eyes. Clearly, everyone was embarrassed even though we all fought it.
I figured the session was over as we’d approached an hour. I was wrong.
Linda directed us to take our places on our beds. David and I lay facing each other. “Now, we’re going to practice something called mutual masturbation.”
My heart jumped into my throat.
“Since men are easier, we’re going to start there. Men lie on your back’s propped up by pillows so that you can watch what’s taking place. Ladies, there is lubrication on the bedside table. This is where the instruction ends. It’s the men’s job to tell the women what to do. This will teach the men how to communicate, the women to receive information and to feel comfortable in the exercise of masturbation. When you are finished, you will trade places and the women will instruct the men.”
Panic and shock painted each face in the room. It was so awkward being told what to do by an instructor, and
There were chuckles in the group. A few people agreed that they felt the same way.
“Very good group,” Linda applauded, “I can see each of you beginning to relax as time went by. Being naked in front of strangers is not normal behavior. We’ve been taught from an early age to hide our bodies. As children, it’s a matter of safety and nudity is not permitted for us as adults. Public nudity is even against the law. So it’s only natural for you to have the desire to cover yourselves. You have nothing to hide your insecurities, no safety. Tonight’s goal is to assist you in being comfortable with your body.”
She walked across the room and pulled a full length mirror on wheels to the center of the room. She had us all get off the bed and walk toward the mirror. The first exercise was to stand in the mirror and talk about our bodies, what we thought was assets and what we didn’t like.
The exercise was easy for me. I had done it at home a million times.
“Now, one at a time, pair up with your partners. You will tell the class what you like about your partner’s body, touching that part as you talk about it. Hearing the compliments while you’re being touched in that location will help you build confidence. There will be no touching genitals though. Breasts are okay, but nothing between the legs. Candy, begin.”
David and I smiled at each other. We’d spent some time getting to know each other’s bodies.
I ran my fingers along his shoulders. “David’s shoulders are incredibly sexy, as are his arms.” My stomach jumped as I touched his butt, “Nice butt too.”
There were giggles.
“While you’re face is cherry red, Candy, you’re doing a good job. Continue.”
I bent down and talked about his legs as I ran my hands down them. Construction was clearly good exercise. I complimented nearly every part of his body.
“So David, how does it feel to have someone compliment you so much?” Linda asked.
David cleared his throat, “It felt really nice.” We shot each other a knowing glance.
It was now David’s turn. My skin blazed as he touched me. My nipples were erect, further embarrassing me. When he touched my breasts, my eyes closed. Arousal oozed out of my pores. I wanted to throw everyone out of the room and ravish him. Though I enjoyed hearing the compliments and having his hands all over me, I was relieved when it was done.
David and I stood next to each other while the other couples did the exercise. Their red faces rivaled our eyes. Clearly, everyone was embarrassed even though we all fought it.
I figured the session was over as we’d approached an hour. I was wrong.
Linda directed us to take our places on our beds. David and I lay facing each other. “Now, we’re going to practice something called mutual masturbation.”
My heart jumped into my throat.
“Since men are easier, we’re going to start there. Men lie on your back’s propped up by pillows so that you can watch what’s taking place. Ladies, there is lubrication on the bedside table. This is where the instruction ends. It’s the men’s job to tell the women what to do. This will teach the men how to communicate, the women to receive information and to feel comfortable in the exercise of masturbation. When you are finished, you will trade places and the women will instruct the men.”
Panic and shock painted each face in the room. It was so awkward being told what to do by an instructor, and
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