Being Jim Ch. 06: Lessons of Life Pt. 02

I lay there on that bed, my world concentrated down to this small part of the universe, with this vivacious complicated woman sitting astride me expanding my mind. I had many more questions but some part of me understood that perhaps this was not the time to ask them. I guess my pensive disposition was misinterpreted by Penny as perhaps again shyness or apprehension. Her face looked down at me and I swear it morphed from open warm and caring to once more mischievous, wanton and hungry. Those big soft blue eyes hardened with an intensity, her eye brows knitting with concentration, her soft oh so desirable lips tightening into a feral grin as she leaned forward again placing her hands on my chest, palms down, finger nails raking like claws of a predator.

"Jim, darling..." She nearly growled. "Is there anything else you wish to know about me?" she asked in a low husky voice. That voice stirring something animalistic in myself, something that had nothing to do with emotions or intellectual thoughts... it was visceral. I felt my body stirring, or at least I suddenly became aware of it. I may have been physically reacting to Penny for some time but I had been distracted perhaps. Now, however, I was very aware of a growing... need... making an appearance. I have no doubt that Penny was feeling it too as she was sitting right on top of it, albeit separated by my shorts and jeans. Oh my god! Penny twitched her body, her sex grinding onto the growing bulge in my jeans. She knew full well what she was doing but I still had my doubts about just how far this would be allowed to progress. I certainly did not want to misstep by assuming or getting ahead of myself. I guess my own lack of confidence was working in unison with all the lessons about trust and... permission... were battling it out in my subconscious mind. My innate curiosity was in overdrive however and eventually won out over my shyness.

"Penny..." I breathed almost inaudibly

"Yes Jim?" Penny purred back with a husky voice of her own.

"Could I... see you... all of you?" I asked mentally crossing my fingers, my toes, my eyes even.

Smiling coyly Penny lifted her hands and grabbed my own and pulled them to her waist, drawing them to the tie that closed her robe. "Are you asking for permission Jim or are just expressing a desire?" She asked, those fierce blue eyes narrowing questioningly.

"Both... I would love to see all of you." I gushed. Penny guided my hands in untying the belt of her robe allowing the robe to fall completely open. Those pendulous breasts finally freed from their silken bonds. So round, so perfect, the way they seemed to be pulled to one another by their own gravity creating a deep line of cleavage between them. The aureola the size of half dollar coins slightly darker than the surrounding breast, each sported a lightly pink marble sized nipple and at this time they were both as hard as marbles too. My hands were still being held by Penny and they willing followed her guidance as she brought them to her breasts. I had already held these fabulous creations of course, briefly in the shower some time back but as wonderful as that was it could not compare to this moment. This time there was absolutely no pretense of anything other than curiosity and tactile fulfillment of my desire. Placing my hands under them and lifting them slightly feeling their weight in my palms as I gently pressed them together. My thumbs and forefingers were drawn to those pink marbles as if by magnetic attraction. Though stiffened and firm they were still pliable and I lightly pinched and rolled them experimentally. Penny 's eyes closed and she let out a soft almost silent moan, her back arching as if to press her breast further into my touch. As fascinating as those wonderful globes were my curiosity was for Penny's entire body and soon my hands were drifting further down. My hands palms flat to her skin, my fingers and thumbs pointing upwards and I slowly, lightly feathered them down her chest and abdomen.

Penny was not a thin woman by any means but neither was she fat. Instead, as she liked to refer to herself she was "plush". The woman had curves, delicious intoxicating curves of the most feminine variety ever created. Her stomach was not a flat washboard but rather though it was smooth it had a slight paunch to it before transitioning smoothly towards her garden of Eden. As my hands slowly but surely closed the distance Penny raised up to stand on her knees astride me silently offering my wandering hands better access. After passing her naval I had rotated my hands so that my fingers were now leading the quest and exploration of Penny's womanly treasures. As my fingertips ventured into the small tuft of downy hair just above her sex Penny leaned forward, her hands again supporting her upper body by resting on my shoulders as she leaned in to my face for another soft sensual series of kisses. Those kisses ended abruptly when my curious fingers reached that warm moist nest of feminine intrigue. The flesh felt as if it were covered in fine velvet, and... it was bulging. This was new to me, all the girls I had known up to this point were more of... 'innies', Penny was an 'outtie'... and a BIG one to my limited experience. My entire hand, palm and fingers barely covered it. I squeezed it gently as a whole, I felt Penny's juices wetting my hand and slipping between my fingers, and earned me a sudden gasp as she stopped kissing me. She pulled her face back and looked down at me with a look of surprise, her eyebrows both reaching for her hairline and those soft sexy lips curling up at the corners into a curious smile. I had to see what I was feeling, my imagination was running wild.

"Penny... You feel so... different... from anyone I've ever met... could I... look more closely?" I asked meekly but gave another gentle squeeze to emphasize my interest. Her eyebrows relaxed and those sparkling soft blue eyes took on that decidedly hungry look once again. Biting her lower lip and nodding she pushed off of me and rolled to my side. I propped myself up on my right elbow and leaned down to gently place a soft kiss on her lips. Penny's right hand came up and held the side of my face then she ran her fingers back through my hair as my left hand now palmed over her sex as I had with my right hand moments before. I rubbed gently but with some force as if trying to push that soft velvety mound inside of her and at the same time squeezed it again. Penny's hips rose slightly off the bed as she arched her back, her eyes closed and she inhaled in another sharp gasp before letting it out as a low moaning 'oh' sound. I kissed her once more on the lips then began a slow trail of kisses down her neck to her chest and perilously through the valley of her cleavage, those amazing breasts lying slightly to either side as gravity pulled them towards her under arms. My chest and tee shirt dragging slowly across the nipple of her left breast as my trail of kisses descended ever further down her torso. I had to pause briefly at her naval and circle her 'innie' with my tongue before kissing it softly and continuing my trek downward. On her back, Penny's slight belly was of course as flat as any woman half her age, but with each kiss the muscles under it would tense and quiver causing small ripples to undulate with her growing excitement.

When my kisses finally reached that small tuft of silky soft hair above her mound I had to readjust my position. I sat up and ran my right hand lovingly along Penny's left side and across her hip and abdomen. I took a small clutch of those hairs between my right thumb and forefinger and rolled them back and forth before gently tugging at them. Looking back towards Penny's face I saw that her eyes were closed and her chest was rising and falling faster and faster.

"It's beautiful Penny..." I spoke softly. "You... are beautiful." I added as I ran my left hand again across her velvety soft fruit... That's what it was... A soft ripe piece of fruit. I told Penny what I thought and she giggled breathlessly before she spoke.

"I've been told... that it looks... like a... peach." She told me breathing hard. Of course! It really did look like a peach I thought. Even had a slight peach color about it with the strawberry blond hair, the velvety soft very small hairs were the fuzz on the skin of a peach. And like a ripe peach it was indeed juicy. Oh my was it juicy! Using only the tips of the fingers on my left hand I stroked and tickled those fuzzy fine hairs along the outer lips of Penny's peach. Again Penny's hips rose to press her peach into my touch, and I heard another sharp gasp. Looking back to Penny's face I saw that she had both of her hands flat on her abdomen pushing down, her fingers extended as if she were reaching but holding herself back. I got the impression that she wanted so badly to touch herself but was allowing me to explore instead. I learned that this was a powerful tool for my growing bits of knowledge. Anticipation can be an amazing turn on.

Feeling Penny's peach quiver beneath my light touch I turned back to examine it more closely. Her outer lips were pouting and parting the divide was wet with dewy drops of nectar I could smell a sweet musky scent getting stronger with every passing moment. I couldn't resist the urge to delve in between those lips and explore, with the tip of my longer middle finger I gently pressed in between them at the bottom of that soft rise. Immediately I felt the heat of Penny's excitement, the word hot doesn't do her justice. I marveled at the slippery soft heat as I drew my finger upwards parting those lips further and further like opening an envelope. As my finger neared the top of that natural seam Penny's legs tightened up as if she were straining, more anticipation I suspected. Finally my finger reached the apex of that velvety fruit and her stem was there and standing out pink and at full attention. I felt a jolt of electricity surge through Penny's entire body as my finger bumped into it. I withdrew in haste momentarily understanding that this was Penny's clit, her switch, the magic button. I knew enough from my limited experience that this was super sensitive and should be treated gently.

Penny's breath was ragged now, coming in gulps and gasps causing her chest to rise and fall, her breasts almost seemed to be rolling with each rise and fall. Experimentally I reached out again this time with my left index finger and traced a circle around the stem of Penny's peach knowing full well that I was teasing her now but not meaning to be cruel. I was testing the limits so to speak. Penny's hands still pressed and clawed at her abdomen just out of reach of her want. My finger deviated and dove back down the length of the seam in her pouting lips until I bumped out at the lower end onto that extremely sensitive patch of skin between her sex and her anus. With this Penny literally growled in her growing frustration. I knew that this couldn't go on like this, I slid my left hand over and laid it flat against the inner thigh of her left leg and squeezed gently before I spoke.

"Penny, I'm sorry, I don't mean to tease you so. Thank you for allowing me to... see your peach. Could I ask one more thing of you though?" I asked softly wondering if she actually heard what I was saying at this point. Penny raised her head up and looked at me through knitted brows, her face a look of concentration.

"Jim... Wha... what now?" She panted out

"Could you show me... how you touch yourself... for pleasure?" I asked mentally holding my breath. It was a short breath however as Penny's head dropped back to the bed and her hands both shot out and down to her crotch to her over heated peach. Her left hand grabbed my left hand by the wrist and her right hand covered her peach, her middle finger delving into her folds and drawing moisture back up with it which she transferred to her stem, lubricating it as she slowly rubbed her fingers along it up and down. I could feel her twitch and jump with each contact from her fingers, her fingers started rubbing in a circular motion as if going around and around her clit. At the same time she drew her left hand with my left hand to the bottom of the peach putting her fingers around mine she led me to push one then two fingers into those hot wet folds fanning out her lips, my fingers were soaked instantly. The circular motion was picking up speed as she began pumping my fingers in and out of that now gaping wet cleft faster and faster with a growing urgency. The finger of her right hand stopped circling and pushed down to straddle her engorged clit forcing it between her middle and index finger as she began fanning her hand back and forth from side to side faster and faster.

Penny's hips rose steadily as her legs tensed to like two steel cables, her heels pressing into the mattress. Her hands a blur, my fingers plunging in and out in time with her motions then suddenly everything froze in place. One heartbeat, two heartbeats... three... Then Penny let out a sound somewhere between a shriek and a moan, it started out low and grew in intensity as her whole body began to shudder and vibrate. I felt her peach clamp down on my fingers just before they were nearly pushed out from the wash of hot fluid gushing outward from her core. Penny's hand released mine and both of her hands pressed down and were dragged up her body across her sex, her abdomen, her chest and finally to her breasts that were clutched and squeezed ferociously. Penny's legs began to flex and stretch in a very feline way. I sat there and marveled at the display. I remember thinking that this had to be the greatest thing on earth, both to witness and to be a small part of helping her to feel this way. It was about this time that I realized that my own excitement was as yet still unchecked and unanswered. But to be honest I was not even worried about it, it didn't bother me at all.

Looking up to Penny's face I found her laying there with a blissful smile on her lips and studying me intently again as if gauging my reaction to what just transpired. I looked at her and smiled, then crawled my way back up to her and lay down beside her as she wrapped her arms around me and threw one leg over mine as she snuggled her chin into my neck and shoulder as she continued to catch her breath. I stroked her hair with one hand and lightly ran the other down her flanks to rest softly on one of those marvelous cheeks. Penny continued to murmur and make soft appreciative noises into my neck as she squeezed me tightly. We lay there for I don't know how long really but I really didn't care about the time I was enjoying the closeness, the smell of Penny's hair, the smell of her sex and excitement, the warmth radiating off of her nearly naked body as it pressed into mine. Unfortunately as with all things so wonderful this had to come to an end, once Penny's breathing returned to normal and her heartbeat slowed back down she stirred in my arms. Pulling her head up she studied my face with a warm sleepy smile stroking my cheek with the back of one hand, those beautifully manicured fingers trailing affectionately across my skin so delicately.

"Yes indeed, you are going to make the women in your life very happy, very very happy. This was not intended to be your lesson for today young man, I think we've skipped ahead a few lessons indeed. You sir disarmed me." Penny said in a mocking accusatory tone as she pinched my side just below my rib cage causing me to jump with a start. She then chuckled softly into my neck as she kissed me several more times. In a soft almost reverent voice she went on. "In all the years that I and Maggie have been... teaching... you are the first student to have ever asked about my feet. You are also the only man to have held them and kissed them and showed such love and acceptance of my greatest insecurity... Jim... thank you darling." Penny choked on the last words and I felt a warm tear on my neck as she again wept silently but this time it was not out of sadness or shame. I didn't trust myself to say anything at that moment as I had a lump in my throat that I couldn't swallow so I simply held her close and continued to stroke her hair. I did give her a soft playful squeeze of her right butt cheek though, that earned me a soft chuckle.

In time Penny rose up to a sitting position on the bed and I rose on my right elbow on my side to watch her as she ran her hands through her hair fluffing it and trying to pull it somewhat back into some semblance of order. She pulled her robe back up and closed it retying her belt. She sat there for a moment or two looking at me with a mix of emotions animating her face. Fondness for sure, some sadness too for some reason, and perhaps a little resignation before she stood up and reached for my hand for me to join her. She pulled and tugged at the bedspread to straighten a few wrinkles out and dabbed her hand at a small wet spot making tisking sounds and saying she would have to change the linens tomorrow. Taking my hand again she led me back through the small apartment to the door. Back in the hallway she asked me to go have a seat in the reading area of the classroom while she freshened up a bit in the downstairs bathroom.

I took a seat in one of the soft reading chairs and picked up an anatomy text book that was on the side table. There were page markers where someone had been reading or studying with the book. I opened the book up to one of the bookmarks, there was a detailed pictorial diagram of the female genitalia with markers detailing the names of various parts. I remembered my one class of high school Latin and the names made sense to me but they sounded so... well... clinical... cold. Still, it was a roadmap of sorts so it was still fascinating in a way. I was so intrigued that I didn't hear Penny walk up to me and was unaware until she laid a hand on my shoulder and looked over it to see what I was studying. She let out a soft chirping giggle and shook her head while smiling. I know I blushed, yet again, like a child with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Such a curiosity... What will we do with you?" Penny said as she took a seat in the other nearby chair facing me over the small table between them. "For one, I don't think you need to study that diagram much as you seem to know your way around pretty well already. Oh don't worry, there's not a test on the names or anything." She said with a smile. "You know that not everyone is the same, right? Every woman is different, unique. There are basic similarities so if you know the basics you will be able to manage the differences with no problem." She spoke in that soft teacher voice I've come to associate with the passing of important knowledge. Sitting back in her chair for a moment she looked at me thoughtfully. Most young men are simply far too eager, they rush everything they do with a woman, it's full throttle and no brakes even considered. You however have proven yet again that you are sensitive and patient, yes and still somewhat hesitant due to lack of experience and self confidence perhaps. But you will find that going slow and being in touch with a woman's needs and desires is worth all the patience. When you asked me to show you how I would like to be touched earlier I thought I would scream I was so happy. You put my needs ahead of your desire, and in doing so you did learn something about me didn't you?" Penny asked waiting for a response.

I sat there for a few moments replaying it all in my head again almost like watching a movie. I examined my thoughts and feelings as the images flashed through my mind. I was curious when it was happening, I wanted to know so much but at the same time I wanted to know how it felt for Penny and what made it special for her. I wanted to know how to touch and where to touch. I smiled a little sheepishly as I began. "Yes I think I did. I found that while you are extremely patient with someone like me who doesn't know much about what I was doing, you do have your limits. I'm sorry if I went too far, I didn't mean to tease you or be cruel..." I began to apologize only to be shut down by Penny.