Jan

caressing my testicles while Kelly and I started kissing as I caressed her breasts and nipples.

All things considered, it didn't take long before I was fully erect.

When I was, Jan didn't seem to hesitate to slide a hand over, and begin running a finger between Kelly's labia, with frequent extensions of her actions to include Kelly's clitoris. In only a couple of minutes, it was clear that Jan's actions were having the desired effect from the ample lubrication Kelly was leaving on Jan's finger. After only a little longer, Kelly moved around, so that she was on my lap, her back against my chest. With her head turned we were easily able to continue kissing as I resumed my ministrations to her breasts, and particularly, her nipples. As I was doing that, Jan went back to using her mouth on me for a little while, before moving on to apply her considerable oral talents on Kelly's labia and clitoris. Back and forth she went between us, getting us both thoroughly aroused and prepared before Kelly finally raised herself up, and scooted forward, so that she was positioned over my saliva-glistening erection. Jan held me steady, and as Kelly lowered herself, used her other hand to direct Kelly as she positioned me, until Kelly was finally able to feel the head of my penis pressing against her vaginal entrance. Demonstrating a measure of exhibitionism I didn't know she had, Kelly leaned back again, giving our four guests a view I knew they'd never forget. After she lowered herself onto me a ways, she stopped, and then raised up again, both spreading her female oils along me, but making sure that the four on the floor could see that I really, truly was inside her – as if there had been any doubt.

A couple more motions like that, and I was fully embedded in her – and when I was, Jan quickly put her tongue to work where Kelly and I were joined – but branching out to apply suction on Kelly's clitoris, or to lick and softly suck on my testicles. She also reached one hand up to replace mine on Kelly's breast, and used the other to play with her own breasts, and pubis.

The others were absolutely mesmerized by the scene before them: me and Kelly, joined as they'd never seen before, Kelly clearly enjoying the feeling of my hardness as it filled, then emptied, her by turns; and Jan, adding to our pleasure, and ensuring her own.

When it occurred to me to look at them, I could see that all of our guests at least had a hand on their own breast; a couple – including Sandra – had one in their crotches, as well.

With the feelings that Kelly and Jan were giving me, and the views I had of the girls as they aroused themselves, I was easily moving toward my release.

Judging by her gasps and moans, and the way she shuddered as we joined, Kelly wasn't far from her climax, either. As our lovemaking continued, Kelly's arousal continued to grow along with mine – in only a couple of minutes, my attentions and Jan's had her climaxing, her frantic bouncing on my lap helping to bring me to the edge as she spasmed around me. When her orgasm passed, she raised herself off of me with an audible 'pop' as my penis came free of her feminine hold. Jan quickly took me into her mouth, and continued the motions that Kelly had started, and applied a suction along my length as she used her tongue to 'tickle' the underside of the glans. In only a few seconds, my balls drew up, and I fired the first of several shots of semen. To my surprise, Jan took the first couple of my jets in her mouth, but as their intensity decreased, removed her mouth to let me spurt into the air.

When all that was left was a dribble of semen running down my rapidly-softening penis, she turned to the others, and told them 'I took the first couple of shots of his semen in my mouth; they're much stronger than what you saw, and have more of his juice. There's still some of it on him, so if you want to find out what it tastes like, you can put a little on your finger. Uh, he's had a vasectomy, so Kelly didn't have to worry about getting pregnant; she just got off of him so that I could have him, too.'

With that, all four of them readily reached out to take a small sample of my semen onto their finger – and then on into their mouths. None of them made any indication of distaste; in fact, Robyn and Susan both gave it a moment's thought, then smiled a bit, and nodded.

Satisfied that she knew what I tasted like, Sandra moved forward, and began the process of cleaning me off with her mouth and tongue. Only when she was satisfied that she'd gotten every drop left to her did she stop, and sit back.

For their parts, Kelly and Jan easily moved from the couch to the floor, apparently making themselves available not only for inspection, but for conversation as well.

Sandra listened in as the others began quietly discussing what had happened. After a few minutes, she quietly moved up next to me, and whispered to me 'I'm ready, whenever you are.' Taking my hand and holding it in her lap, she laid her head on my shoulder, content for the moment with the casual contact.

A couple of minutes later, when I'd fully caught my breath, I turned to look at her; she raised her head and we looked into each other's eyes – and in hers, I saw acceptance of the situation, and confidence in the decision she'd made.

I smiled, and told her 'You have my full attention. You're in charge, and I will follow your example.'

With that reassurance, she stood, and still holding my hand, indicated that she wanted me to stand, as well. When I did, she quietly led me toward the hallway, and then on into the master bedroom. To their credit, Kelly and Jan managed to keep the conversation in the den going, so there wasn't any detectable notice taken of our departure.

Once in the bedroom, Sandra guided me over to the bed, and gently pushed on my shoulders, directing me to sit on the edge. Once I was seated, she moved to close the door, then stand in front of me, giving me a full, unimpeded look at her nakedness, inviting my examination of her. What I saw was an attractive young girl that could easily pass for anything between 16 and 20 years of age. The tallest of them at about 5' 8' or so, her yellow- blonde hair was worn straight, and just a bit past her shoulders. Her rounded breasts were a bit larger than half- softballs, and were tipped with pale pink nipples and half-dollar-sized areolas that were only a couple of shades darker than her skin. A pale yellow patch of short, but full, pubic hair extended only a little way past her pubic bone, and extended down to her labia – which were clearly visible, as was her clitoral hood. She was slender, but not thin – indeed, she presented a very nice, softly curved form.

When my eyes returned to hers, I could see a look of mild concern on her face. I hastened to assure her 'You look delightful. Everything is there in the right places in very nice proportions. If you've had any worries about what you look like, I can assure you, you can forget about them.'

She smiled, and moved to sit next to me before telling me 'The, uh, lessons were nice but I'd like to have a more, um, personal lesson, if that's okay.'

'Of course – like I said, you're in charge, and we do whatever YOU want us to do. Just let me know what you want, and I'll do It.', I replied.

'I'd, uh, like you to just lay down, with your legs open a little bit.'

I moved to the center of the bed, and did as she asked; while I got situated, her eyes never left mine, seeking reassurance that she really was in control. She continued to watch me as she reached out to take hold of my penis before scooting herself across the bed a bit to get herself a better look at it. After reminding her to be careful and gentle, I kept quiet and didn't move as she spent the next several minutes examining me – lifting my penis to examine it from virtually all directions; taking my testicles in her hand, hefting them and rolling them in her hand to get a feel (forgive the pun) for them; pulling the skin back from the head, and examining it. When she finished, she turned to look up at me, and smiled, saying, 'Thanks for being so patient. I'm nervous about all this, but not afraid – you know what I mean? It's like I know what I want us to do, but I'm afraid of not knowing HOW to do it.'

'It's okay, Sandra. I'm your guide – you tell me where you want us to go, and I help you find the way there. I know you haven't been here before, so I'm not going to push you to move too quickly; we only go as fast as you want us to. Again, like a guide, I want you to have the time to enjoy however much of the trip you want to take, so that wherever it ends, you're happy. That's all that matters to me: that whenever you call an end to this, you're happy with where you are, and how you got there. If I start to do something you're not comfortable with, all you have to do is tell me 'no', and that's the end of it – no muss, no fuss.

If there's something you want to do, do it. If there's something you want me to do, tell me, and I promise you it will happen. If there's something you want to know, ask me, and I'll give you the best answer I've got. If it isn't enough, we'll find the rest of it together. I can't emphasize this enough: You are in control here. I like you, and I'm not going to do anything to upset or hurt you, no matter what.'

That seemed to relax her considerably, but I could still see a bit of hesitancy, and asked her 'I get the feeling that there's still something on your mind. What is it?'

'The lessons out there were nice, and I really learned something from them – I mean, I'm not worried that I'm weird down there, between my legs, any more. But there's other stuff that I want to know about, and I'm still kinda