A Lesson for a Jerk

Conversion. Mark had finally worn Maureen down. She didn't really want to do this but Mark just wouldn't give up until she finally gave in just three hours before their friends were to show up. Sally and Mel would be there momentarily and poor Maureen was just plain scared. She wondered just how they would do it. Whether she could do it.

Not that there wasn't some ambivalence on her part. Mel is very good looking and as one of Mark's best friends, he'd been in their home on a regular basis for the three years they'd been married. And before her marriage, Maureen and Mel had dated several times. And then... there were the fantasies. For some reason, Maureen rarely could really get turned on by Mark. She had to fanaticize. She had to imagine, to pretend that someone really special was with her. So on many occasions it was Mark's penis but with her eyes closed it was Mel she was making love to.

There was so much to be apprehensive about. It was one thing to skinny dip with Mark but to show off all her lumps and fat to another couple wasn't going to be easy. The only thing Mark ever noticed about Maureen was her tits and pussy. Odds were that he didn't even know that she was eighteen pounds overweight. But Mel might notice and for sure, Sally would. She's female.

Sally was a big question mark. One of Mel's airline friends, they had all met over dinner last week. She seemed nice enough but she was gorgeous. The thought of Mark screwing her left Maureen with some very queasy feelings. Down deep she wouldn't mind if Mark had another target for his lust. His sexual appetite was a lot more active than hers. But she's afraid of losing Mark. Would this lead to separation and divorce? She wondered. No... she agonized over all the ramifications.

Mark had his doubts too. He had found three old copies of Mel's FMC club newsletter and had pestered him until he finally explained what it was all about. Mel's stories about the club excited him. The thought of screwing six or eight women in one night got him all aroused. But he worried. Would he be able to perform? Would he make a fool of himself with Sally? Would Maureen get over her reticence and learn to enjoy swapping? Way in the back of his mind, hidden well, where not even Mark would peek was that niggling doubt. Suppose Maureen finds that she likes sex better with Mel. He's had a lot more sexual experience. Maybe he knows some techniques that will thrill Maureen. But Mark knows he's pretty good. He always gets it up and always leaves a load in Maureen. He even does it her way, with her on top once in a while.

But Mark keeps thinking. According to Mel, Sally loves oral sex but Maureen makes him beg and beg before she'll eat him. And then she won't let him come in her mouth. She's gotten so mad the few times he's managed to do that by surprise. It isn't fair. He eats her a lot but she doesn't like eating him. Oh well, he thinks, tonight, he's going to do a real 69.

'There's the bell.' Maureen says with trepidation. They head for the front door together.

'You know, Maureen. We should be naked now.' He says with a smirk.

'You're just plain nasty, Mark. Let's take our time with this. Suppose it's the paper boy.'

'Then he'd get a hell of a thrill.' He opened the door to let them in. 'Hi Mel. Hi Sally. Welcome.'

They all exchanged greetings. Maureen got just a tiny shiver of pleasure when she saw that Mel had brought a large bouquet of flowers: three lilies, a bunch of double daisies of many colors, with maiden's breath greens. They hugged all around and the two women repaired to the kitchen to put the flowers in water.

Mel winced visibly at Mark's crude compliments to Sally on her anatomy and his not so oblique references to what he was going to do for her. Mark took Sally's closed eyes and raised eyebrows as embarrassed pleasure. He couldn't have been more wrong. Mark didn't notice the hurt look on Maureen's face when he compared Sally's boobs so positively to hers. These were not good moments for any of them but Mark.

As Sally helped Maureen cut the stems and arrange them in her crystal flared vase the two of them talked.

'How are you, Sally?' Maureen's voice was high and quavering slightly.

'Oh, I'm fine, Maureen. But I can tell you're pretty nervous, aren't you?'

'Of course I'm nervous. Wouldn't you be?'

'Yes I was the first few times but I got over that more quickly than you might think.'

'Do you really.... Do you enjoy.... I...'

'Do I enjoy sleeping around with all sorts of guys? Absolutely. You probably will too once you get over your inhibitions.' Her warm smile melted some of the ice running down Maureen's back.

'Neither of us is very....'

'Mark is a bit of a jerk when it comes to sex, isn't he?'

'I wouldn't call him a.... Well, he isn't very... He doesn't really...'

'Wham bam, thank you mam?' They both chuckled.

'Well, I do wish he'd take more time. I'm not always ready when he is. It's the little things.'

'You'd like more romance? Would you?'

'Yes. That's what I mean.'

'Does he satisfy you?' She said nothing but the look on her face answered volumes. 'Then you fake it?'

'Yeah... I'm not very good at sex. I don't think Mel will...'

'You may be in for some surprises, Maureen. For one thing, Mel is very kind and gentle. He'll make you feel very loved. He certainly won't force himself on you. For another thing, I won't put up with selfishness. I'll let Mark know what feels good and insist that both of us get the most out of it.'

'Oh.' Maureen has another chill.

'Do you let Mark know what you want?'

'Well... He usually takes the lead.'

'One thing we do in the club is to insist on equality. You have as much right to enjoyment as he does. You don't have to just accommodate a man. You have a right to mutual satisfaction.'

'Oh yes. I see.' She said with apparent conviction. But Maureen didn't really comprehend.

Meanwhile, in the back yard, Mark and Mel were skimming a few late flying bugs out of the pool.

'Is it really going to happen this evening, Mel?'

'It just might. Calm down, Mark. Just let what happens happen.'

'You did say that Sally likes oral sex, didn't you? I sure would like a blow job.'

'That's between you and Sally. Remember what I told you about sharing. You'll have to treat her as an equal partner, Mark. You need to make love, get to know her, listen to her. Talk to her.'

'Don't worry, Mel. I'm a great lover.'

Mark didn't comprehend either.

The sun that would be setting over the Palos Verdes hills in another hour and a half was still hot and piercing. The heat seemed out of place with those beautiful clouds to the south left over from the storm that never happened.

The two women came out of the house carrying the vase of beautiful flowers. They made a lovely picture. Maureen's shapely legs descended from mauve bush shorts that just matched some of the daisies. Her white flowing blouse didn't hide her delightful figure. She didn't think so but those few extra pounds were just in the right places. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a severe pony tail. Her fresh scrubbed face with no makeup showed her natural beauty and her nervous smile added an air of naiveté that made her even more desirable. Sally, with her short red hair was fully four inches shorter than Maureen. Her white tennis shorts and blouse showed a lot of her fetching freckles. Her infectious smile turned a moderately plain face into a fun, vivacious person that was very easy to like.

The men looked up to see them coming. Mel had thoughts of how lovely they were. Mark was imagining what those perky red lips might be doing soon. Sally was thinking of how she could instruct this somewhat thoughtless person of little experience. Maureen was just scared.

'Is everyone ready for a swim?' Mark asked with more than a swim in mind. He took off his shirt and tossed it over the back of a chair.

'Sure.' Sally and Mel answered, taking their shirts off. Sally, standing there in shorts and her skin tight white sports bra shocked Maureen. She was surprised that it was starting so quickly.

'We are skinny dipping, aren't we?' Asked Sally. Everyone but Maureen nodded. Mark unzipped his Levis and pulled them off. Soon all his clothes were draped over the back of the chair. He was just a bit embarrassed by his hard-on swinging in the breeze. But he was very proud of its size and misinterpreted the silence when he asked: 'Is this big enough for you?'

Mel helped Sally undo the hooks on her bra then she released a very nice set of unfreckled, perky boobs. She took care to hang her blouse carefully over the back of another chair so it wouldn't wrinkle. She pulled off her shorts and panties, placed them on the chair then quickly jumped into the pool. Mark looked around nervously, losing a bit of his hard-on then jumped in too.

Mel picked up the pitcher of lemonade and motioned to ask if Maureen would like some. She nodded. Anything to delay the inevitable. Mel was very striking, especially without his shirt. His dark chest hair showpieced a very muscular physique. His full, slightly graying beard made him look like a shorter Merlyn Olson. He poured two glasses then motioned for her to sit. They sat and sipped, watching the two swimmers while they talked. Sally was like a porpoise, swimming laps, one crawl, one breast stroke, one back stroke. Mark joined in, doing a very professional Australian crawl.

'She's quite attractive, isn't she?' Maureen was looking for something to say.

'Yes, I'd call her quite good looking. Very athletic.' He sipped a moment from his glass. 'But you are very good looking too, Maureen. You've certainly got a beautiful face, so natural and your hair is exquisite.'

Maureen blushed. 'All back in a pony tail?'

'It looks very nice today, but you were exquisite last week at Chez Anton.' They exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes, watching the swimmers race back and forth.

'Your eyes are so blue, and so expressive.' He leaned close to her looking deeply at her. She diverted her eyes momentarily but when she looked back his dark, piercing eyes grabbed hers and held them captive for quite some time in a compelling romantic moment. The touch of his hand on hers, just a touch, dispelled so much of that cold anticipation she'd been feeling.

'Come on in you two.' yelled Mark. 'The water's fine.'

Mel looked over at Maureen, kind of tugging at his shorts. 'Would you care to?'

'I...'

'Embarrassed?'

'I... uh... yes.'

'You know, you don't have to if it really bothers you.'

'No... I...' She looked down and tugged a little at her blouse buttons. 'You go ahead, Mel. I'll join you in the pool.'

'Are you sure it's OK?'

'Oh yes. It's OK.'

Mel stood and unzipped his shorts. He turned his back to her to pull them down and off. She loved his butt, so strong and white. She did feel just a bit cheated that his back was turned. She kind of liked him.

By this time Sally was sitting on the edge of the pool. Mark was in the pool looking up at her, talking. Mel walked quickly to the edge and jumped in. His head appeared again over the edge and he waved to Maureen, still in her chair. He swam three quick laps then pulled himself out and walked back to Maureen. Naked, he was even more handsome than before. His prick and balls hung very low. His dark, dripping-wet pubic hair seemed to merge with his chest hair somewhere just below his navel. Maureen would like to have run her hands through it but she was still holding back.

In the meantime, Mark had struck out twice already. There they had been naked by the pool. Instead of acknowledging how big a cock he had, instead of screwing, she had jumped in to swim. Then he had jumped in and tried to excite her by playing with her tits. She just started swimming laps. At least now they were talking.

'God Sally, you've got great boobs.' A compliment, he thought, should loosen her up. He pulled himself out of the pool and sat next to Sally.

He put his arm around her and reached for her tit. She countered by taking his hand.

'I thought...' Mark sounded confused.

'Mark.' She said in her best comforting way. 'We need to get some things straight. You want to fuck me and you'd love a blow job, right?'

'Uh... Yeah... I thought that's what we... that's why you came over.'

'Of course, Mark. I'm looking forward to having this in my mouth for a while.' She took his cock into her hand. 'But if we're going to have sex we are both going to enjoy it.'

After a moment of confused silence Mark ventured a question: 'But I thought you did enjoy it. You don't?'

'I'm not a prostitute you've paid to pretend to enjoy it. I'm not a naive wife who's willing to settle for accommodating your urges. I'm a free person who deserves to enjoy it just as much as you. You've got two choices. You can stop being a jerk and make love with me or you can sit here with that hard-on watching Mel make love with your wife.' She pointed to the chairs where Mel was leaning over, giving Maureen a gentle kiss.

'But I'm a great lover, ask Maureen.'

'I did.' She shook her head to let him know that he wasn't.

'But I...'

'Look at Mel there. He's naked with a hard dick. But he isn't jumping all over her, he's romancing her. He's talking to her. He may never get his cock into her pussy but he's already making love to her. And she's really enjoying it.'

'But she doesn't like to play around. She likes to get with it right away.'

'Like she wants to get it over with as quickly as possible?'

'No. I...'

She rose and led him by the hand to the lawn near where Maureen and Mark were kissing lightly again. She spread a blanket on the grass and sat down, beckoning Mark to join her. Her jiggling boobs were driving him crazy. His cock was so hard it needed something very badly.

He sat next to Sally and went right for her pussy. She intercepted his hands and put them around her. 'Now let's just sit here and play while we watch the way it should be done. Mel knows how to make love. Watch him.' She let him fondle her boobs and rub her back and neck but stopped him when he tried for her crotch.

This last kiss was very nice, Maureen thought. She was starting to feel warm and even comfortable with this cuddly furry bear. He actually asked her before he kissed her. And when he kissed her he didn't just shove his tongue in her mouth, he kissed her lips lightly then kissed her eyes then her neck then her ears. She loved it. It was never like this with Mark.

When he put his naked arm around her she could feel his chest hairs on her arm. It tickled but it sent a wave of warmth through her. He kissed her again and she couldn't resist playing with her hand on his chest. He asked as he kissed her neck so gently: 'May I touch your breast, Maureen?'

Both Maureen and Mark were amazed that he had asked. Maureen was very pleasantly amazed, answering with a sigh and a nod. But Mark was just confused. 'I need to ask?' He whispered to Sally.

'One way or another, Mark. You have to be sure that she's willing and ready for you. She isn't just a sex object. She has feelings and she needs time to feel things. She isn't instant-on like you.' She flicked at his erect, straining cock.

Mel didn't just grab Maureen's tit like Mark had Sally's. He touched it on the side with just the tips of his fingers, tickling around and around, not dallying where her nipples were hiding beneath that blouse and bra. She responded by more active play on his chest with her fingers and with a very warm kiss that lasted for much longer than the gentle kisses he was giving.

'Try that on my boobs, Mark.' He did, rather clumsily at first, but with her guiding whispers she let him know what felt best.

Mel's fingers dallied at Maureen's top blouse button. Gently stroking her breasts, he asked politely: 'Would you mind very much if I removed some of your clothing? I would love to be able to touch you here and here with nothing in the way.

She hesitated a moment but when he kissed her again she nodded.

Slowly, with one hand he undid the four blouse buttons then with his other hand he undid the hooks of her bra. But he didn't pull them off immediately. He kissed her again and tickled her back beneath her blouse. She loved it and responded very warmly. They hugged and kissed for quite some time. Both their hands were busy between them, each feeling of the wonderfully strange chest of the other. She finally divested herself of her blouse and bra without interrupting a wonderful warm kiss. His fingers played a dance over her back, her sides, her neck, and finally her boobs. The warmth was flowing all through her now. She could feel her juices flowing and there was a wonderful catch in her throat. They played like this for quite some time while Sally instructed Mark in similar actions.

'May I kiss your lovely breast?' He asked again as he kissed her neck.

'Oh yes.' She sighed.

He kissed not only her breast but her chest and her tummy. He did wonderful things to her nipples with his lips and tongue. He took his time, often kissing her lips and neck then going back to her wonderful nipples. She could feel a throbbing beginning deep in her tummy. She hadn't felt that in so long. She couldn't remember feeling so excited, so pleasured.

From time to time he paused, gazing deeply into her eyes. Whenever he did that Maureen had to breathe deeply and sigh. With such total eye contact, Maureen could think of nothing, nothing but the pleasure she was feeling. Those gazes completely captivated her.

The look of rapt pleasure on Maureen's face disturbed Mark a bit. He wasn't sure what it meant. She hadn't looked at him that way since their wedding night. Mel must be doing things very well to affect her that way. It just could be that he could learn something here. Mark was finally finding out that play could be fun just for itself. He mimicked what Mel was doing.

Mel kissed her lips again and a again. His tongue ventured out to just touch her lips. She normally didn't like tonguing but this moment was so different than anything else she could remember. She responded by licking his tongue with hers. He went back to her breasts to excite her even more then they kissed again and his tongue found its way out again. She couldn't stand it anymore and their tongues were exploring deeply. It felt so different with Mel. She loved it.

She was so excited that her fingers on his back and chest were ranging more widely. His butt was tight and exciting. He whispered to her: 'I would like it very much if you were to touch my penis, Maureen.' He didn't demand like Mark, he was asking. And she wanted very much to touch him there.

Tentatively, she felt downward past his tummy to his pubic hair. When her fingertips encountered the shaft of his penis a chill went through her. She surrounded its base with her hand, her two smaller fingers felt his balls, warmly protected in their soft pliant pouch. It was very soft, not at all hard yet. But she felt it getting heavier as she played with it. She felt the need to kiss him again, long and deeply they kissed. His fingers on her boobs and his prick in her hand added to that wonderful throbbing deep inside her.

She didn't remember standing but they were, still kissing and fondling. 'Would you mind, my dear, if I were to reach inside your shorts? I would very much like to touch you here.' He placed his hand over her pussy. She answered with a kiss, a long sigh, and a nod. His hand slid in under the elastic waistband to her pubic hair and then to her pussy proper. He felt the warmth and the moisture, finding no resistance, he slipped a finger between the moist warm lips and began to massage and explore.

She reached down and pushed her shorts and panties down to give him better access. She managed to kick them off and there they were, naked, hugging their naked bodies together, kissing and playing with each others' genitals.

Sally jumped up and spread a blanket on the lawn for them. Maureen didn't notice but Mel did. Sally went back to Mark's side while Mel and Maureen lay down together.

Mark was certainly not feeling very good at that moment. He was being rejected by this redhead while his good friend was laying his wife. Getting his hands back on Sally's boobs helped but he wasn't used to the way she liked to be played with. It was kind of nice though. It felt very good. So did the kiss Sally gave him. He waited a moment then kissed her. She stopped him cold when he tried to French her. 'Take your time, fellow. Watch Mel, you may learn something. I'll give you kissing lessons in a little while.'

He tried to be satisfied with just playing.

Mel didn't just jump Maureen. He kissed and fondled and played for quite a while. Maureen, by this time was high as kite. She was so excited that she didn't even think of the other couple watching them. This was better than anything with Mark. If only he could make love like this.

Mel's fingers played beautiful music on her pussy. His lips and tongue did wonderful things to her tits and neck, and face, and everywhere. She opened her legs widely to give him better access.

'Please let me know when you are ready, Maureen. My penis would very much like to be deep within your vagina.' This polite anachronistic request sent a momentous wave of pleasure all through her.

'Oh... now... I want your cock now... in my pussy now, Mel... now!'

He gave her another kiss then rose to his knees and moved to between her legs. Observing her spread out before him he had to say: 'Maureen, you are so beautiful, I can't resist you.' He leaned down over her and poked at her pussy with his hard cock. He kissed her lips gently and looked deeply into her eyes and it captivated her emotions. 'Would you be so kind as to guide it in, my dear?' It sent shivers through her.

She reached down and took the stiff, hard shaft in her hand and guided it to her pussy lips. She was so well lubricated that it slipped in with no resistance. 'Play with it, Maureen, use it to excite your clitoris, I would like that. She did and they both liked it. After a few moments of this pleasure, it slipped neatly into her warm, receptive, moist vagina. Deeper and deeper it went until it bottomed out against her cervix and their mounds were together tightly.

Something was very different. It took her a while to figure it out. He wasn't thrusting madly, working on his ejaculation. He was holding himself tightly against her, moving back and forth instead of in and out. He was riding with her hip movements, keeping contact with her clit, bringing out feelings that she didn't normally get having sex with Mark. Mark? Who was Mark? She was totally committed to Mel just then. 'Ohhhhh this feels so good.' She sighed between kisses.

Sally, sitting cross-legged in front of Mark took his hand and moved it to her pussy. Finally, some pussy play, he thought.

'Watch how Mel does this, Mark. See how he isn't just thrusting.' She held his hand, directing it into her pussy until his middle finger was deeply in her vagina and the palm of his hand was over her clit. 'You see, this is how it is for Maureen right now. His cock is in her pussy but his mound is pressing down, exciting her clit. She directed his hand to stimulate her. 'You see, that gives her a chance to get excited and have her own orgasm.

Maureen was weaving her hips but Mel kept that strong contact that continued her rise, made her so hot all over, sent chills throughout her whole body. There was an indescribable tension throughout her body that was about to break but Mel backed out a bit and just thrusted a few times to let her coast. When he went back to apply full pressure and to kiss deeply again, the tension rose to even higher levels. 'Ohhh.' She moaned repeatedly, heaving her hips more strongly each time he resumed the pressure dance.

She felt his chest hair on her boobs, it thrilled her. She felt the pressure on her mound, it thrilled her. His soft, warm beard tickled her face delightfully. His warm lips touched hers and she kissed him back passionately. She felt her pussy yield to his hard stiff cock deeply inside her and she was totally thrilled.

Suddenly the dam broke, that tension let go and the thrills she had been feeling in and around her pussy spread instantaneously all through her. Her whole body tensed and relaxed spasmodically. Her hips, especially, gyrated violently as if she were a bucking rodeo horse trying to throw her rider far away. But she held him tightly and kissed him strongly as the indescribable pleasure engulfed her. Sally wondered if the neighbors might hear her moans and squeals and wonder what was happening. If they were to hear they'd know exactly what was happening.

Through all this Mel had been having trouble containing himself. The mad gyrations excited his cock so much that he had to let go. That oh so familiar feeling took him over and removed all control. Just as Maureen began to calm down and stop jumping about his tension released and he felt that wonderful feeling. It was so similar to peeing after having to hold it for many hours but much more intense. His chest tightened, his throat ceased to function.

Maureen felt so close to him then. His thrusts deep inside her felt so good, coming down from her orgasm. Her thrusts were still somewhat involuntary but they were just right for both of them. 'Ahhhh...' he sighed loudly, gutturally. It felt so good to him for the semen to spurt through his prick deeply inside her. The pleasure radiated throughout him, totally captivating him. He felt so close to Maureen too just then.

She felt those four marvelous spurts too along with his involuntary jerks and thrusts. She felt so warm all over. Of course, she was still on the downhill side of a wonderful orgasm, a better orgasm than she could ever remember. But it was more than that. It was feeling that the two of them were sharing themselves completely and absolutely. She could love this man. Perhaps she already did.

A tiny fear came over her. Now he would fall asleep and leave her wanting more. But he didn't fall asleep. When they both felt his retreating prick slip out of her pussy he kissed her so tenderly on the lips. 'Oh thank you, Maureen, you were wonderful. You are wonderful.' He whispered to her with emphasis on the 'are'.

He thrilled her even more by rolling over on his side and continuing to kiss and fondle, telling her repeatedly how much he liked her.

In the wonderful afterglow she snuggled into him, feeling so good, she thought: 'This is really making love. This is how it should be.'

Mark was snuggling with Sally too, not with satisfaction but with frustration. He kept thinking: 'Mel told me she really likes sex but all she wants to do is to watch Mel screw Maureen and put me down. This isn't fair.' He had his finger in her pussy and his hand on her boobs but his cock literally hurt, it was so ready. But every time he tried to get it into her she'd stop him and tell him to watch Mel.

'OK, Mark. It's time to begin.'

'Good.' he said with much relief, trying to climb on top of her.

'No, no, no, no.' She pushed him back. 'It doesn't work that way. Slow down, Mark.'

'Damn it Sally.' He said angrily. 'I thought you liked sex. I've got this great hard-on here and you won't even try it. It's an inch bigger than Mel's but it doesn't turn you on. What's wrong with....' He didn't add 'you' as he was thinking. Sally took that as a very polite gesture, not to go through with an insult.

'Hang on, Mark. I've seen lots of big dicks but I don't make love to dicks, I make love to people. You're right, this doesn't turn me on.' She took his cock into her hand. 'As big as it is, it's just a small part of you. You're willing to give me your prick but I want all of you, for just a little while. And I want you to share all of me, not just my pussy.'

She gestured over at the other two, still cuddling on their blanket. 'Look at Maureen's face. Is that pleasure?'

'Yeah....' He had to admit grudgingly.

'Is that the way she looks when you are finished with her?'

He couldn't answer.

'Mel told me that you are really a nice guy. But he also told me you simply don't understand what making love is all about.'

'Just give me a chance and I'll show...'

She cut him off. 'Would you like to get as much out of a fuck as Mel and Maureen got out of theirs?'

'I could if you'd let...'

'I said both of them. Sure, you could stick this into me, thrust a few times and come. Then you could turn your back and doze while I lay there wondering why I even bothered. When we screw, and I'm sure we will, I want as much out of it as you get.'

'But I can satisfy Maureen.'

Sally shook her head sadly.

'You mean she...'

'Fakes it?' Sally finished his sentence sadly with a nod.

'How do you know?'

'She told me.'

'Oh shit!'

'Would you like to learn how both of you can get the most out of sex?'

He sat there, shaking his head for a while.

'Well, would you? I'd be happy to teach you.'

'Uh... yeah.... I guess so.'

'Ok. Let's start with an object lesson. Right now your prick is about to burst, isn't it? You really need to ejaculate, right?'

'Uh... Yeah. I thought I'd said that a few times.'

'Yes but you haven't given a lot of thought to how I'd feel. You haven't included me in that orgasm except as an object, something to stick it into. If you'll do just what I tell you, you'll get that orgasm and probably enjoy it more than normal. OK?'

'Well... Sure.'

She moved back away from him, facing him on her knees on the blanket. 'When I look at you I see a very strong face with lots of character. You spend lots of time out doors, right?'

'Sure, I'm an engineer and I fish and hunt a lot.'

'You have a very handsome face, solid shoulders.' She took both of his hands in hers. 'And your hands. They're very strong but they can be gentle too.' He wondered what was going on. 'You obviously take care of yourself, you have a great physique.'

She looked for quite some time directly at him. 'And I love your eyes. When you want to, you see everything. They're very honest eyes, kind eyes. I think you are a kind person, aren't you, Mark?'

'Well, I.... Uh...'

'How do you feel when I say that, Mark? Does it make you feel good?'

'Well, yes. As a matter of fact, I didn't think you liked me.'

'But I stood back and looked at you and told you what I thought, what I felt. I see a very nice person in you and right now, this instant, I like you. How does that make you feel?'

'Uh... Kind of nice.'

'You're probably not used to expressing your feelings, but didn't you feel a kind of warmth when I said something nice about you?' He nodded.

'Did you notice that I didn't say anything about that rock hard cock that's dying to get into me?' He nodded again.

'I saw it and I liked what I saw but I was more interested in your eyes, in what is inside you, the kind of person I'm going to make love to.' His prick grew a little even more at that.

'Now, I want you to look at me. Really look at me. And tell me what you see. Don't mention my boobs or pussy. You can think about them, but tell me what else you see. Tell me what you think and feel when you see me.'

'Well, you have a pretty face.' She nodded and smiled just a little. 'And when you smile you look beautiful.'

She smiled broadly. 'How does this make you feel?'

'It makes me feel.... I don't know, warm, but kind of chilled. I don't know how to....'

'Just go with it, Mark. You're doing fine. What else?'

'Your breasts... Oh you said not to mention...' She smiled again and it felt very nice to him. 'You have a great figure. Your tummy is so flat and... a thin waist.'

'Look into my eyes, Mark. What do you see there?'

He gazed for a while. 'Green, or green-brown. Your eyes sparkle when you smile. I like it when you smile at me.'

'You need to know that I got a very warm feeling with what you said. Just that little sharing made me feel much more comfortable with you. How about you?'

'Oh, yeah. I feel a lot better.'

'Do you think Maureen would like it if you gave her some compliments? If you paid some real attention to her?'

'Yeah, I think I see what you mean, Sally.' He smiled.

'Now I'm going to kiss you, Mark. Pay attention. I'm going to start slowly and let it build naturally. We don't start by frenching, we start small and let our kisses grow with our feelings. Then, I want you to ask me to eat you. No, I want you to say 'I'd love for you to kiss my penis. It would feel so good.' Say it just like that, but not until I tell you to, not until we're both ready. I don't think your balls could hold out long enough to satisfy me by screwing, so I'll show you how both of us can really enjoy a blow job. OK?'

'Anything you say.'

'Remember, we are going to take our time and enjoy everything thoroughly. Pay attention to your feelings and try to imagine what I'm feeling.'

She leaned forward and kissed his lips lightly. She moved away again and smiled. A chill went down his back.

'Pay attention to what I'm going to do. I'd like you to do it back to me.' She kissed his forehead, his cheeks, his lips, lightly several times, then his neck, and she nibbled on his ear. Once he managed to relax, it felt very good.

'Now you do that to me.' As he did so both of them began to feel warmer and more comfortable.

'Now how does this feel?' She ran her fingers lightly over his back, shoulders and chest.

'Oh, that's nice.' He smiled. 'May I?'

'Oh yes.' She began to feel warm and cozy. 'Yes that feels very nice, Mark.' She hugged him and when her boobs touched his chest they began to kiss. Not deep searching kisses, but gentle, tentative kisses that said 'I like you and I like what we're doing.'

'You're getting the idea, Mark. Kind and gentle.'

'You know, you are right. This foreplay can be fun all by itself.'

'Of course it is. It's very important to a woman but I don't like to call it foreplay. We're sharing ourselves.' She kissed him again lightly. 'Foreplay insinuates that it is just to get prepared for something else. I enjoy orgasms but I like this almost as much.'

She shivered as he kissed her neck. 'Now, Mark, my boobs, kiss my boobs. Kiss my nipples.'

She told him how to kiss and suck lightly and how to play her nipples with his tongue. She led him to do the things she loved and she felt the consequent warmth and throbbing pleasure deep inside her. She had to lead him every millimeter along the way. He wasn't used to being so gentle, to taking so much time, to enjoying this play.

'Think, Mark. How does it feel to have my nipple in your mouth? The softness, the hard little spot in the middle. Think about the pleasure it gives you. Think about the pleasure it gives me. It's a very tender, responsive part of me.' She nudged him to her other side. 'That's it, give my other boob some attention too. Ohhhhh that feels so good. Use your fingers on my other boob now. No, more softly. That's it. Think about how warm and cuddly I'm feeling inside.'

He reached up and kissed her again on the lips then returned to her tantalizing tits.

'Oh Mark, you do learn fast. Now, Mark. Ask me if you can feel my pussy.'

'What? You want me to feel your pussy now?'

'Yes but I want you to ask me.'

'Ok. May I please feel your pussy, Sally?'

'Would it make you feel good?'

'Yes it would. I'd love to feel it.'

She spread her legs and guided his hand. At first his hand just covered it. With her directing fingers his hand massaged her pussy in little circles. 'Now, Mark. Your finger, this one. Slip it in, it should be nice and moist for you.' It was nice and moist, lots of lubrication. She guided the tip of his finger round and round her clit but not quite touching it. They both felt a mutual shiver.

'Now deep inside. No, more slowly. Yes, just like that, Mark. Yes, just like that.' She guided his hand. With his middle finger skewering her vagina, the palm of his hand stimulated her whole pussy. 'Think, Mark. Think of the pleasure you are giving me by taking your time. How do you feel?'

He paused in nibbling her nipple long enough to whisper: 'Oh this is very nice, very nice. I think I'm seeing what you mean. It is better when you take your time, isn't it?'

'Ohhhh yes it is, Mark. Yes it is.' Her shiver triggered one in him.

In the meantime, Maureen and Mel were cuddling on the other blanket watching the conversion from jerk to lover. They whispered their observations between them. Maureen couldn't believe that Mark was taking so much time, that he was putting up with so much foreplay. Then she thought of what Sally had just told Mark. It wasn't foreplay, was it? It was sharing.

Sally was feeling really warm now. Mark was being so nice, so helpful. 'Oh, Mark.' She sighed. 'I think I'm going to come in a few moments, you are doing so well. Please pay attention to everything I do. Feel it with me. Share it with me. Try to enjoy my orgasm with me, share it with me. Care for me. Kiss me.'

He left her tits to give her a gentle kiss but her returned kiss wasn't so gentle. She tried to devour him. Her tongue flicked out then she tried to suck his tongue into her mouth. They were delving passionately into each other's beings. Both of them felt the periodic shivers in her body become more rapid til they came every two or three seconds. The strong thrusts of her hips surprised Mark. She was reaching the peak of an orgasm and the release was very good for her. It wasn't the best, strongest orgasm but it was good. Much better than she had anticipated when Mark had grabbed her tit in the pool. Mark was learning. She had taught him and he was doing well. That made it even better. She jerked and humped through it and Mark did pay attention. He could see the difference between the real thing and a fake. He felt all kinds of throbbing and involuntary twitches. He felt such a strong kiss. He heard and felt the guttural groan she made as she went through her moments of pleasure. He did enjoy sharing it with her. He enjoyed it very much. He did care for her very much.

'Ohhhhh Mark. That was so good. I hope you felt some of it too.'

'I did, Sally. I did. It was really wonderful.'

'Would you like to ask me now?'

'Ask you?' He looked puzzled. 'Ask you what? Are you...'He finally smiled. 'Oh yes. Would you mind very much kissing my cock. I would like that very much.' He was surprised at the feelings of warmth and pleasure it gave him to ask her.

'Oh yes, I'd love to.' She swung herself around so that he could get a good look at and good access to her pussy as she went down on him.

She took his balls in her hand and planted a big kiss right on the head of his cock. Then she licked all the way round it. 'Now pay attention to this too. I'm going to share every shiver, every pleasure. Everything that happens to you, I'm going to be feeling too. I want you to think about how it feels to me to lick around your cock's head. It always makes me warm inside to be in such close contact with someone I care for. Giving you pleasure by taking it into my mouth. Tasting that soft surface and the hard ridges underneath always fascinates me. But most of all, I get a real high from knowing that we are really sharing something important, that we're sharing our deepest feelings.

'Later on when you're doing the same kind of things to me...' She paused momentarily. 'You do want to eat me too, don't you?'

'Oh yes.'

'Well, then while I'm eating your cock, you might think of how you're going to feel, what your lips and tongue will be feeling and tasting. It's the same kind of thing.'

'I love it. With this glorious cock in my mouth I'll have a ball.... or two' She kissed it then took the whole head into her mouth, exploring it with her tongue. It was all he could do to keep from coming right then and there. He reached out and played with her pussy that was only one small foot from his eyes. He kissed her pussy but he couldn't quite reach far enough to get a tongue in. He inhaled the wonderful aroma and made do with his finger and hand.

Maureen whispered to Mel: 'She looks like she's enjoying that. Is she?'

'Yes, I'm sure she is.' Their eyes met and his smile melted her down again.

'Should I.... I mean is it OK to...'

'Should you come in my mouth? Is that what you're asking?'

'Yes.'

'Oh, wonderful. You're getting the idea. It's very good of you, thoughtful, to ask first and the answer is yes. It's a very personal thing. Sometimes it's what I want, sometimes it isn't. Without asking you'd never know.' Her fingers tickling his balls drove him crazy. When she went back to his cock with her lips and tongue he went even crazier. With all the anticipation, with all that time being hard, Mark's cock was more than ready. It took only about 30 seconds of that wonderful stimulation for him to come but it was a very wonderful thirty seconds for Mark. He did think of what she must be feeling and it did make it better for him. And Sally enjoyed it immensely too.

He felt that old feeling coming on: Rising tension, the lump in his throat, the chills, the strong pleasure-pain in his prick. He could no longer hold out. “Yessssss!” he cried. “I feel it, I feel it….. That crinkly feeling … I….” His voice went completely dead. His hips jerked much like Sally's had. He had such a good orgasm he couldn't believe it. It took him over completely and all of a sudden he felt that release and the spurt of semen through his cock into Sally's receptive mouth. He couldn't hold still. He jumped and jerked about in a fabulous climax that left him so exhausted that he could hardly move.

Sally almost choked on the semen that spurted so strongly into her mouth. She was just managing to swallow the first spurt when the second and third came forth. It was marvelous, she could feel it in her lip as it went coursing through the little tube in his cock. She felt his cock jump and throb. Then slowly it retreated but as it shrunk, she sucked more and more of it into her mouth until it was all limp and all in her mouth.

She swung around and kissed him on the lips again. By this time, he was spent, with his eyes closed, just sighing. 'Oh no you don't. Don't doze off on me. We've got more playing to do. She kissed him again and again until he kissed back and took her boobs into his hands. She kissed him repeatedly, telling him softly between kisses: 'This may be the most important part of making love, Mark. I need you to pay attention to me after you've come. I need to know you still care for me once you've gotten what you want. If you just turn over and fall asleep afterwards it would be like... like, as if you'd taken a beautiful woman out to an expensive meal. She's very attentive to you all evening. But once she's gotten her meal and her dances, she just shakes your hand and shuts the door in your face. You don't want me to feel like you've just gotten what you wanted and the door's been slammed in my face, do you?'

'Well, no. I guess not. I've never thought of it that way before.' She squeezed his limp prick in her hand and kissed him again.

'Think of how Maureen must have felt after being fucked and forgotten like that. If she feels let down every time you screw she won't be as likely to want to screw the next time, will she?'

'It's kind of like making a sale but leaving the customer unsatisfied, isn't it. The customer isn't likely to be back.'

'Yes, that's a good analogy, but Maureen and I are more than just customers. You have to show us that you really care.'

'Oh yes. I see.' Sally could tell now. Finally, he really did understand.

'Just remember, Mark. Whatever you do with Maureen or with me, whatever we do with you. Always think about what we are feeling. Share yourself and we will share ourselves. If you are selfish you can't get back the kind of love that makes sex more than just a physical act. You won't be able to enjoy it and Maureen won't be happy. The less selfish you are, the more you'll get back.' She punctuated each sentence with a touch, a kiss, a snuggle. And he responded with the same kind of tenderness.

'Oh yeah.' He felt so good at that moment. He knew she was right. Snuggling together, naked, already spent, without the pressure to perform, felt marvelous. 'I'll remember, Sally. Thank you so much for helping me to understand.'

As they lay cuddling together, playing, Maureen was whispering to Mel how surprised she was that Mark hadn't just turned over to go to sleep. 'But, my beautiful Maureen, why should they waste any time together. An orgasm is just a moment in time. A very nice moment to be sure, but cuddling is also very nice.' He demonstrated what he meant by giving her another soft, gentle kiss. She felt herself melting in his arms again. His suggestion sounded very nice: that they both might like it if he were to kiss her some place else, a place his penis had so recently been. She seemed to agree.

Now it was Mark's turn to watch again. He watched her as Mel ate her to a very real climax then watched as he pumped his cock into her with her legs up over his shoulders. He listened as his wife cried out in pleasure as another orgasm built slowly then released so energetically. He watched as they cuddled and kissed together again, enjoying the afterglow.

And then his turn to copy with Sally what Mel had done with his wife. It took some prompting from Sally to get him to share his feelings but there he was, talking to her between eating her and kissing her all over. He loved hearing how she felt as he developed new skills under her direction. He loved sharing her inner feelings. He felt sad when she told him not to do something or other that didn’t feel good but he quickly responded when she told him what did feel good. He got a thrill when she acted positively to his reaching up and playing with her boob while he ate her. He loved feeling what went on inside her with his lips, tongue and fingers as she came and came and came.

He nearly came unglued when she took his cock and rubbed it all around and in her pussy. When she guided it inside her vagina, he told her how good, how comfortable he felt with it inside her. Maurine told Mell, incredulously: “He’s actually talking. He’s sharing his feelings with her.”

Mel responded: “Ask him and he may do that with you too.”

Mark didn’t just hump, he explored, he tried all kinds of moves. When she whispered “Yesss” he continued, when she whispered: “no, no” he changed to something else. Between kisses she told him how good it felt for him to be so deep inside her. He told her how good it felt to him. He didn’t go for release, he wanted to make those good feelings last. She told him when she began her slow rise toward orgasm and he carefully followed her instructions. He managed to hold off while the wonderful things were happening. He shared with her how good it felt to fuck, that these feelings were as good as an orgasm. She Hmmmmmmed and kissed his ear.

She guided him through her orgasm with positive upbeat moans and a few sharp “no” moans. It took a long time but he was enjoying every minute. When her orgasm seized her, her incredibly intense body jinks and jerks overcame him and he lost control. He pumped and jumped too, reveling in a wonderful pair of orgasms until both of them collapsed in exhaustion, rolling to their sides to cuddle and fondle.

Lying together cuddling, Sally suggested very strongly that Mark should try his newly learned tenderness on Maureen. Sure enough, a little later, after Shish Kabob and rice with spinach salad, that evening they enjoyed their new approach together. Much better than the old way.

A person, even a jerk, is never too old to learn, especially with a good teacher or two. They both still had a lot to learn but then, there's a lot of time and the FMC provides a lot of very good teachers for motivated students.