Teela’s brow furrowed. 'What the fuck? Oh, well… ' "Okay."
"I know, it makes no sense right now, but when you’ve been contrary a couple of times and gotten burned for it, maybe you’ll remember…" Beth counseled. "Okay. So. This thing we’re about to do could go about a hundred different ways. For instance, the simplest vanilla thing would be for each of us to work on our designated partner — but if you swap around a bit, you’ll get more experience. The downside is that you’ll have de-facto joined the group, and that will open up a can of worms over who you’re supposed to be fucking and under what conditions. Um, you two don’t have virgin ears, do you? I find that using the nastier terms makes a point…"
"No, go ahead," Teela smiled ruefully. Sally blushed, but nodded.
"The simplest things about this deal could get complicated. For instance, I’m gonna get naked for it — the boys have all seen me and some of them like looking at one part or another — God knows why. But your beaus may not want you exposed to the other two guys in the room, so I suggest that you not volunteer. In fact, aside from following the lesson plan, I suggest that you two go with what your boyfriends think they can tolerate — and be prepared to backpedal if they change their minds!" She chuckled. "This is new to both of them — the group itself has different rules — Get naked and fuck, more or less. Terence is naked and they’ve all seen one another, so I’ll probably encourage them to strip — if only for their comfort. But that doesn’t automatically mean YOU should — I figure that there will be some stages to it while one or another of them decides you can do something, and you’ll probably end up getting naked in steps." She tapped her front teeth with a finger, thinking. "Which brings me to the other end — what about you? Are you two gonna balk if you get asked to go bare?"
Sally blushed, but raised her head and held Beth’s eyes. "No."
Beth shifted her attention to Teela, who didn’t answer verbally. Instead, she turned around, bent over and lifted her skirt, baring her pantyless loins. Beth cracked up. "Well! That answers THAT!" Teela grinned from ear to ear. Sally was scandalized — but it was pure Teela…
"What about shifting around a bit during the lesson?" Beth asked. "Do I suggest it, or do you want me to leave it alone?"
"Whatever Lon wants, for that," Sally replied, "but…"
"Don’t worry, Sweetie — I wouldn’t THINK of interfering with his picking your cherry!"
"Good. Can we talk about that?" Sally asked, diffidently.
"Sure," Beth agreed. "Why don’t we defer to recent experience?" She shifted her attention to Teela.
"Well, I pretty much battered my cherry into submission with a rubber dick," Teela admitted, "so the blood and gore piece didn’t apply. Still, it was tight … Rick let me ride on top, so I controlled things. If you start slow, and let things adjust, it’s, well, just incredible!"
Beth shifted her attention to Sally, who colored, but murmured, "Well, mine’s battered a little, but might still make a mess…"
"Okay," Beth took over. "Let’s look at the flip side. Rick was pretty smart, letting Teela ride on top — but if you think you’re gonna have problems with chickening out at the last minute, think about letting Lon do it. It might hurt, too, obviously — and the tearing sensation is, well, unnerving, if you’re not prepared for it. Trust me, he can’t really rip you open with that thing — you’d be surprised what it can take — babies, for instance … Once he’s in, he should take his time and let you adjust a bit, and you’ll be okay. Oh! I need to tell you this, just so you know — some girls don’t get over the pain the first time, you know? It might not get to be pleasant before it’s all over, if you know what I mean. If it happens, don’t worry — it’ll be okay the next time…"
"God, I hope THAT doesn’t happen!" Sally husked. "I want to be GOOD for him — and if I’m not, how am I gonna keep him?"
"Sweetie, is today about sex or getting your hooks into Lon? Be honest — I won’t judge you either way, but I can offer advice…" Beth queried.
"Well, it’s both, actually," Sally admitted. "I’m pretty sure it’s gonna be great, just from what I’ve had so far — and I really, REALLY want to live up to expectation…"
Beth nodded. "That sounds healthy. But it brings me to something else — young guys Lon’s age get excited…" She turned to Teela, "How long did Rick hold out, the first time?"
"Not long at all," Teela smiled. "But he never got soft and we just kept going…"
Beth turned a significant glance on Sally. "He’ll be embarrassed, too, if it happens. One thing we have going for us is that you’re gonna suck him dry once, first. Right?"
"Uh huh." Sally nodded.
"That’ll help his staying power on the second pass…"
"Rick said something about swallowing." Teela interjected. "He seemed to feel it was important…"
"It is," Beth replied. "If you spit out his stuff, you’re rejecting him. You’re saying his semen isn’t good enough for you — and that includes in your pussy, where it belongs."
"What about having him shoot on my face, like in porn videos?" Teela pressed.
"That says the opposite," Beth replied. "THAT demeans YOU, and says that he doesn’t consider you to be a worthy receptacle! Now, there are accidents, of course, or you may have him pull out and shoot on your belly to avoid pregnancy … By the way, are either of you dumb enough to think that is birth control?"
"Uh uh," Teela declared. "I’m on the Pill."
"Me, too," Sally added.
"Thank God!" Beth smiled, then turned to Teela. "Did I answer your question?"
"Yeah."
"I’d be sucking Rick’s spunk to beat the band — especially since he’s made his position known — but you might want to limit others, given your relationship. And be wary of someone who wants to paint your face, since it’s an indicator of how he thinks of you." Beth smiled gently. "Me, I like abuse, so I get off on the insult — but you’re probably not built that way…" She looked around. "Anything else? Are we ready?"
"Let’s go!" Sally was pretty worked up; the crotch of her panties was soaked. She wondered vaguely if Teela’s juices ran down her legs…
Beth waved them to wait. "I’ll go get the boys."
Rick looked up to see Beth enter the room. "We’re ready, I guess," she announced. "This has gotten complicated. Terence is here, and you two have to put up with each other. One of the things you guys have to do is decide just what you want the girls to do; simple things that wouldn’t have been an issue in private like having the girls show their tits are a problem, now — do you want the other guys to see your woman? If so, how much of her do you want them to see? Swapping around a little bit might give them some experience — but do you want to do that? There are larger questions, like do you want them in the group? If so, are they full members, or are you gonna hog 'em? Do they make their own decisions about who they fuck, or do you make 'em for them?"
"This wasn’t supposed to be a circus," Lon complained. "I just wanted Sally to get some advice and some lessons in how to give head…" He glared at Rick.
"Well, you invited Terence, too…" Beth pointed out.
"Well, I didn’t want you left out," Lon grunted.
"That’s nice, Sweetie, but you weren’t thinking it through, I don’t think," Beth pointed out.
Lon grimaced. "Damian’s seen Sally naked."
"But she hasn’t sucked his cock, I bet," Beth retorted.
"No."