Sex Training with Her Parents

Zirah smiled warmly. "Did you like it, sweet girl?" Priya nodded and began to giggle as a wave of euphoria crashed over her. "I'm so glad," Zirah beamed. "Why don't you help our sweet Zamara come while I get dried off?" With that, she rose from the bath and leisurely began drying herself.

Priya reached for Zamara, pulling her down beside her. Zamara smiled and kissed her passionately, guiding Priya's right hand down between her legs. "Here, use two fingers like I did," she encouraged Priya.

Priya obeyed eagerly, pushing two stiff fingers into Zamara's warm, wet hole. Zamara moaned and encouraged her. "That's it, good girl," she said. "Keep thrusting them in and out against that spot!" She reached down to rub her swollen clitoris while Priya eagerly fingered her.

Zamara moaned desperately. "Please, dont stop, Priya!" Priya pumped her fingers rapidly as Zamara's face twisted into pleasurable agony. She clutched the cushion and slightly raised her hips as Priya continued to finger her. Wet, lewd sounds came from her stretched hole, and the noises caused Priya's arousal to build again.

Suddenly, Zamara screamed as she burst into her climax. "Yes! Yes!" Priya could actually feel Zamara's walls spasmimg and contracting around her fingers as she orgasmed. Zamara's head fell back as she smiled and her rapid breathing began to slow. "That was delightful, mistress." She kissed Priya tenderly on her lips and licked the slick wetness from her fingers.

Priya giggled and rose to don her robe again as Zamara departed. Zirah smiled at her daughter. "That was excellent, Priya. See, you can share love with other women as well as men. And the best part, you do not have to worry about an unexpected child!"

Zirah beckoned for Priya to follow her. "Your father will be back soon. Let's go to the bedchamber." They passed back into the cool corridors leading to her parent's suite.

Priya's heart fluttered with excitement and nervousness. Would her first true coupling with a man be with her own father? She was too nervous to ask. They entered the bedchamber, and Zirah prompted her to sit on the comfortable bed. A light breeze wafted through the window openings, gently waving the sheer white curtains. The sunlight illuminated tapestries on the walls. Some depicted scenes of nature, but others were clearly meant for erotic titillation. The tapestry directly in front of the bed depicted an orgy; multiple couples were shown exploring various sex positions in a large room filled with cushions and couches. More people were depicted masturbating on the sidelines.

Her mother fetched a large, leatherbound book from a shelf. The front cover was adorned with an illustration of a phallus penetrating a vulva. "This book will teach you almost everything about sex," her mother said. "It discusses the male and female body, the zones of pleasure, and many positions for intercourse."

Priya felt warmth spread to her cheeks as she leafed through the pages. The book went into great detail and included hundreds of paintings and sketches. One page displayed a large picture of the male organs, both in a flaccid and erect state. Below was the woman's flower, her vulva, spread open. Annotations pointed out different parts of the genitalia. Further pages depicted dozens of sexual positions and erotic techniques, and a side view of inside the woman's womb as the penis pushed up against its entrance. White liquid filled up the canal and entered the awaiting womb.

"Yes, the man's seed is stored in his stones, which dangle below his shaft. When the couple have relations, his penis becomes large and erect, and his seed will burst out inside the woman's flower." Zirah pointed to the illustration. "Your vulva has a passageway to the womb, as I'm sure you know. This opening will expand and become very wet to welcome the man's member." Zirah chuckled. "Of course, the man can come outside of you as well. Or inside your mouth."

Priya blushed. She looked at a drawing of a woman sucking on a penis, and another of a man delving his tongue into a woman's folds. She was no stranger to this after witnessing her parents' nighttime escapades.

"I'm sure you have watched a couple making love already," said Zirah. Priya could not contain her sheepish smile. Zirah giggled, eyes gleaming with mischief. "Don't be ashamed, daughter. We know that you have watched us many times through the curtain. It is good for you to learn how to make love!" Zirah stroked her arm reassuringly. "You can watch us whenever you wish, Priya. The gods intended for us to have lust and desire."

"Yes, I have enjoyed watching you and Father," Priya admitted. "I... touch myself after watching, or while I listen. I know already about the climax of pleasure." She thought fondly of the morning's events.

"The greatest gift that the gods gave to us, one might argue," her mother mused. "It is good that you have already learned how to pleasure yourself. This will help you orgasm when you are with a partner, as you will understand what your body needs to acheive climax."

Zirah arranged herself more comfortably on the cushions. "Now, the potion I gave you this morning will prevent pregnancy. Since your first coupling will be with your father, it is essential that we prevent children. Children born to such a union are not healthy." Seeing Priya's wide-eyed look, her mother halted. "Priya, what is wrong? Do you not wish to have your first experience with Nabek?"

Priya looked bashful, but she shook her head. "No, Father is fine! But I am nervous," she admitted. "I know that parents are usually the first teachers for sexual matters."

Zirah smiled and looked at Priya with gentle eyes. "Just know we would never force you, daughter. As a full adult, you are free to choose your partners. Your father and I are honored to be a part of your initiation into womanhood, if you allow it."

Priya lightly kissed her mother's hand. "Will it hurt? When Father enters me, I mean?" Zirah looked thoughtful.

"I truly doubt it. If you are well and truly aroused, your vaginal canal will be stretched wide and well-lubricated. The wetness that your body creates makes sex pleasurable rather than painful. If you try to have sex with no preparation, the passage is dry and narrow," her mother explained. "Nabek is a skilled and generous lover. He will ensure you are fully ready before he enters you."

Priya's vulva was still throbbing from earlier. "I think the time with Zamara was enough to prepare me. I can feel my womanhood pulsing with my heartbeat." She unconsciously ran her fingers across her chest and bit her lower lip.

Zirah gently pushed Priya down onto the bed as she spread her robe open. Priya's heart quickened as her body was fully exposed to her mother's gaze. "Show me your flower again," Zirah whispered. Priya obedienly spread her legs, feeling the air against the moistness of her vulva. She knew without feeling that she was dripping with warm, slippery fluid.

Zirah murmured her appreciation. "You are certainly wet and swollen, sweet girl. Let me make you ready for your father." She began to softly trace Priya's labia with her fingertip. The sensation inflamed Priya's desire even further, and she breathed heavily.

Her mother teased her for a blissful several minutes as Priya gasped and arched her hips upwards. The throbbing was deliciously pleasurable, yet she ached for more. She yearned for Zirah to penetrate her with her fingers again.

"Ooh, what a lovely sight," Zirah purred. She abruptly rolled off of the bed and reached for something on a small table by the bedside. She showed Priya a small mirror with a silver handle. "Here, let me show you how beautiful your womanhood looks right now." She angled the mirror so Priya could see between her thighs.

"Oh, my..." Priya's labia were incredibly swollen and wet with arousal. Pink, puffy folds swelled from between her vaginal lips and glistened in the light. She reached down and spread the inner labia apart, exposing her entrance and the tiny little bud at the crest of her folds.

"Perfect, you are ready for the sacred union." Her mother beamed. She looked towards the doorway and listened. "We may have perfect timing as well, because I think Nabek has returned!" She moved hurredly towards the hall, leaving Priya naked on the bed.

Priya heard footsteps and her mother smiled. "My love! I'm so glad the caravan did not keep you long." She saw her mother embrace a tall figure in the darkness of the dooway.

"Thankfully not," she heard Nabek say as he released Zirah from his embrace. He froze as he looked past his wife, seeing Priya lying on the bed.

Priya returned his gaze, her heart fluttering. Nabek was a fine-looking man, clean-shaven with closely cropped hair, full lips, and chiseled features. His skin was darkened from working in the sun, and his dark eyes roved approvingly over her body. His mouth spread in a winning smile. "Priya, my daughter. I am glad you did not have to wait long." He strode towards the bed, his eyes fixed on her as he disrobed.

"I've spent the morning with her already," her mother informed him. "We had some special time with Zamara in the bath, and I've been showing her the book. I'm certain she is quite ready for the climax of her initiation into womanhood." Zirah smiled knowingly and pulled a comfortable chair, made for lounging, to face the bed. She reclined upon it comfortably, her robe revealing some of the bare skin beneath.

Nabek's robes fell to the floor, and Priya saw his manhood was already fully erect. Priya had seen no shortage of nude men, and knew her father's member was on the larger side. The thick shaft sprang above his two heavy balls, cleanly shaven. His supple skin gleamed in the light cascading through the windows.

He paced towards her, feet treading softly on the smooth stone floor. Zirah eyed his buttocks appreciatively as he passed her and climbed onto the bed. Priya slid her arms above her head, clutching the sheet as Nabek lay beside her. He propped himself up on one arm as the other caressed Priya's body.

She quivered and moaned softly as he grasped her breasts, one after the other. He pinched her small, dark nipples and licked his lips as they grew hard. His warm brown skin was firm against her flesh, and she felt his penis push into her thigh. He slowly climbed between her legs and leaned down to kiss her breasts.

Priya moaned wantonly as he sucked eagerly at her nipples and rapidly licked them. She instictively pushed her hips up towards his, and she felt his hard cock pressing against her vulva. He sat back, reaching down between Priya's legs. He admired the sight of her as he parted her lips with his thumbs.

Zirah watched from her chair with hooded, sultry eyes. Her hand crept beneath her robe as she watched the erotic scene unfold before her. She quivered with pleasure as she began circling her slippery clitoris. There was no rush, she thought to herself. She would bring herself to the edge and wait to climax when Priya did.

Nabek rubbed the tip of his cock up and down against Priya's clitoris as she panted and strained upwards to meet him. His tip found the entrance to her vagina, and he finally began to push inside her waiting hole. Her arousal had left her elongated and stretched inside, perfectly ready for coupling. Priya cried out feeling her father's thick cock fully inside her. It hurt for a few moments and she clenched her eyes and gritted her teeth, waiting for the sting to abate. Nabek watched her face carefully, unmoving inside her. At last, her face relaxed and she let out a small moan.

She looked up at him in wonder as he began to gently thrust. She could not stop her moans and cries as he moved deeply inside her. "Oh, Father....! Oh, it feels... It feels so good!" Sexual pleasure radiated from deep in her womb and belly, and each thrust made her want more. Her legs splayed wide and her toes curled as Nabek rutted away inside her. He quickened his pace, grunting softly as he enjoyed his daughter's pleasure.

Zirah rapidly rubbed her clitoris as she watched the pair. Her climax was already close, so she had to stop repeatedly before coming too quickly. She offered Priya advice to make her orgasm even more powerful. "Priya, love; rub your clitoris as you do when you touch yourself."

Priya reached down between her legs and felt the girth of Nabek's cock as it slid in and out of her. Following her mother's suggestion, she rapidly rubbed the tiny bud at the top of her folds just as she did when pleasuring herself. In a few moments, Priya could feel something coming, a climax greater than any she'd experienced before.

"Oh, gods!" She felt herself teetering on the precipice. "I'm going to... I'm coming!" Priya screamed as the orgasm took her. Nabek firmly thrust in and held his cock deep inside while her walls contracted rhythmically around it. Priya screamed with each wave of the climax as pleasure overtook every part of her.

Zirah cried out with her orgasm next to them, and it was too much for Nabek to withstand. He moaned and gave a final thrust as his cock exploded into Priya, squirting his seed deep with every pulse. As the climax subsided, he looked down at his daughter beneath him.

Priya was breathing rapidly, and tears streamed from her eyes. Her orgasm had been so powerful that it overwhelmed her. Nabek, having seen similar strong reactions with Zirah, smiled and bent to kiss her cheeks. "You were absolutely perfect, Priya," he beamed. He tenderly wiped her eyes and sat back. Slowly, Nabek withdrew his manhood from Priya. As it came out with a soft wet sound, white fluid spilled out of the opening. He smiled as he enjoyed the sight of his daughter's bare womanhood, swollen, glistening, and covered in his seed.

Nabek lay down beside her and Zirah joined them on the silken sheets. Priya's breathing began returning to normal, and she felt a blush creeping in to her cheeks as Nabek and Zirah smiled at her. She let out a small and breathless giggle as Zirah pecked her on the cheek.

"I'm so proud of you, Priya! You have undergone the sacred union and are now a full woman! The gods are pleased on this day," her mother said with elation.

"Yes," Nabek agreed. He stretched langorously and gave Priya a relaxed smile. "Now you can join in the sacred union whenever you desire, with whomever you desire, as is the joy of every man and woman among our people."

Priya smiled, her heart full of joy. No one but the gods knew what the future would hold, but she awaited it with open arms.

~End~

Priya's adventures may continue!