If Richard learned anything from the day spent with Diana, it was that he didn’t know as much about his own body as he thought he did. He never believed he would have enjoyed being fucked in the ass the way that he did and was still surprised that the feeling was strong enough to make him come.

With that orgasm realization hit him like a tidal wave. As if he suddenly became aware of where he was and what had happened over the past two days he began crying. It wasn’t from the pain or the fear- though he was afraid. It was more from the shame and the overwhelming sense of vulnerability and feeling of weakness that flowed through his body, impossible to ignore.

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Sharon Winters allowed Richard another shower but remained silent in the doorway as he washed himself. Time was running short and she didn’t have the opportunity to take as much a part in it as she’d have liked. She noticed his erection had subsided almost completely which either meant he had ejaculated (not likely) or he was growing accustomed to being naked around a house full of women, neither of which was a good sign.

His body was glistening with sweat as he entered the shower room and seemed to react to the soothing effect of the warm water. His skin was flushed from the run. As he finished she handed him a towel. He dried himself quickly. Lingering between his legs he playfully juggled his balls against the thick plush towel. Ah, boys and their toys.
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Sharon Winters unlocked the door and entered the room at the end of the second floor hallway. Though it was rapidly approaching mid morning, the room was dim due to the drawn blinds. Careful not to awaken him too soon, she took off her shoes and tip toed across the carpet in her socks. Sun spilled into the room as she slowly rised the blinds. It landed on his prone body and though he winced and turned his head in reaction to it, he did not awaken.

She got her first look at the boy lying on the bed before her. In his slumber he had kicked his sheets onto the floor beside him and lay naked, one arm across his belly, the other beneath his head. His genitalia remained exposed between his spread legs. Sharon was engaged, and though she enjoying sex with her fiancé often, she never had time to enjoy his body. She was never able to enjoy the nuances of the male form; the slight trail of hair below the navel, their tiny nipples and the inherent beauty of the penis in its restive state.
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The day she’d waited for her entire life had finally arrived. She was younger when her sisters had their day, though she remembered it clearly. They all seemed as excited, anxious and happy as she was right now. She woke up early but knew better than to awaken her sleeping mother so she kept quiet and, still in her camisole and panties, snuck downstairs to make her breakfast. She admired the sun rising through the floor to ceiling windows as and ended up eating outside on the porch. She looked over the wide expanse of land and stretched her arms skyward. Today was the beginning of the rest of her life. The wind and the chill dimpled her bared skin but she resisted going inside. She’d rather have time to enjoy this moment alone.

Save for times like these, there was rarely any quiet in her home. Growing up with three older sisters and parades of people coming in and out of her home she was used to doing without privacy. That would all change soon. Come today, her mother said, she was an adult and must find the right man to make into a husband. Her eyes widened at the thought.
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I guess it’s a case of “be careful what you wish for” but I’m not really complaining, since what I wished for, ultimately, was a better sex life. I certainly got that, but it wasn’t exactly what I thought it would be when I was wishing for it. My wife, Lily, and I have been married for a long time and during all our years together she’s never, willingly swallowed my cum. I’ve gotten lots of blowjobs, but she’s always pulled away at the last instant and finished me off by hand.

At one point, early on, I tried asking, that turned to begging. When begging failed, I tried stealth – not giving her any sign I was cumming – but when I exploded in her mouth, she would jump up from the bed, run to the bathroom and spit in the sink. After she’d brushed her teeth, she came back to bed and turned off the light. Our night of fun was finished. It was a couple of months before she offered to suck me again and I knew I’d better follow her rules or it could be the very last time her mouth was on my dick.

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Hi Elena,

I just wanted to describe the benefits of taking your class and how they’ve helped me. I got married young, right out of college to a man a few years my senior. My family was well off and were against it but I ignored them in favor of what my heart felt. Derek is an amazing man and one I am proud to be the wife of. We make love nightly, sometimes more than that and he can be loving, gentle, powerful and domineering, all depending on his mood. Let’s just say I’ve never been without satisfaction. Most times I’m wiped out before he’s finished and collapse beside him, my muscles weak and my pussy sore.

When we have sex I’m his completely. He dominates me and gives me several numbing orgasms that linger throughout my body. I’ve never had a multiple orgasm before I met him and now I’m guaranteed one each night we’re together. Its more than any woman can ask. He’s sweet, kind, affectionate, understanding and loving. I’m a very happy woman.

I originally enrolled in your workshop to try to match his fervor. I’m always surprised by the ways he can touch me and the techniques he uses to bring me to climax. I never knew any man could make a woman feel this way. Sometimes I come so deeply I can’t help but sob from all the feelings passing through me. I know part of my duty as his wife is to keep him satisfied and pleasured as well and though I’ve never gotten any complaints from him I know that to stay on his level I’ve really got to learn a thing or twelve.
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Ellis crouched on one knee, hands behind his back. He felt as if all the eyes in the restaurant were on him and he wasn’t that far off. Beth looked beautiful but from his view she looked even more stunning. Her legs were freshly shaved and lazily hung her stiletto on one blood red painted toe. Despite her expression of surprise, she looked radiant. She had a superior look that made him feel weightless.

“Elizabeth,” he said, pausing to collect his thoughts. He had practiced for this moment for weeks, not counting the years of fantasy. “I’ve never felt for a woman as I feel for you. I know you were made for me and I love you. If you’ll have me, I’d like to take you as my wife and be your husband.”

The room was silent. It went well, he thought. It was exactly what his mom told him to say and went off without any mistakes or pauses. She looked at him and stroked his cheek with one finger. “But sweetie,” she smiled as if this was all just a joke. “You’re just a boy.”

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Hi Elena, I’m not sure if you remember me or not, I was the young college-age woman at your last workshop. I’ll confess I was shocked by what I saw there. I never thought I would see such a thing but it really taught me a lot. The sight of a man, completely naked and open, begging for his woman to make him come really turned me on. I couldn’t help but imagine my boyfriend in that position.

He’s the type you always see yourself with as a little girl, responsible, handsome and loving but a real guy’s guy. He watches football on Sundays and loves to be outside and work with his hands, the type of man that mothers love to see with their daughter and fathers love to pal around with. I’m usually attracted to more bookish, quiet guys so Ben was a stretch for me. I consented to go out with him after a friend of mine pointed out that I hadn’t found anyone worthwhile for months and I was becoming, as she called it, “male deprived”.

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