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Click hereChapter 34 - New Students
Ted and Carol did talk. Ted remembered that the idea of bringing others into their sex activities was a direct result of Carol's ability to have multiple orgasms - so much so that she could outlast Ted before being overcome with that "all fucked out" feeling. So initially they were looking especially for additional male partners they could bring into their bedroom. Bringing Larry into their fold was a good example of this. And once Larry had become a proficient lover he had been invited back to join Ted and Carol from time to time. This slowed down as Carol had her breast augmentation surgeries and recoveries, but now they were ready to bring him in on a more frequent basis. It was not that they were using him, for he enjoyed his time with them just as much as they enjoyed the way he was able to extend the amount of time that Carol was kept at her sexual high. They now were inviting him to join them in giving Carol DP sex in preparation for what she would be experiencing when they met up with Terry and Jason.
But Carol was ready to bring in another new guy or two, and if she did, that would make it more convenient for them to teach Diane and Rose. If Carol could find two new hunks to teach how to fuck, Ted could teach Diane and Rose just like they taught Larry and Mary.
"It's time I put these new tits to work," is the way Carol put it. "I think I need to go trolling. We could either try hitting the beach again and find a guy there, which I don't think would be too much trouble, or Jean and I could go back to the mall to the clerks in the jewelry stores. We had their interest. It might not take much to reel one or the other in." "You'd go with Jean and Claude would be along for protection?" asked Ted.
"That's what I'd like to try but I haven't talked to Jean yet," said Carol.
"I only wish I was Claude," said Ted. So she called Jean the next day fairly early in the morning with her idea. Jean was ready to try out her new tits, too.
"Watcha gonna wear?" asked Jean.
"I haven't tried it on yet, but I was thinking of wearing two pink tube tops, one over my tits and the other over my ass like a micro miniskirt. Earrings, belly button jewelry and labia jewelry and a pair of thigh high white platform boots with a six inch heel in back. Do you think we'd get their attention with something like that?"
"I have red tube tops and red thigh high platform boots," replied Jean. "We'll knock 'em dead." Then she went on to say, "Do you think we should invite Rose and Diane?" "It might be too much for them," said Carol.
"But it might not," said Jean. "They're big girls now. Shouldn't we let them make their own decision?"
"Fair enough," said Carol. "Do you want to call them or should I?"
"I'll call them," said Jean. "You have the typical weekend chores plus the kids to take care of. Speaking of kids, Ted will probably have to stay home with them so I am assuming we'll want Claude along for security."
"I was hoping so," said Carol. "I wouldn't go to the mall dressed like that without at least one of the guys being with us. Will Claude be available some time today?"
Jean had to check. Claude would be available at 3. "Have him wear something sort of kinky or outlandish to detract a little bit of security's attention away from us," said Carol. "We'll meet at your house at three."
As Carol worked on wash, housecleaning and grocery shopping, she wondered whether Diane and Rose would show up. They did in the "uniform" of one tube top on top and another one as a miniskirt. They were also wearing thigh high boots. Carol was surprised and expressed it by saying, "I wasn't sure you'd want to show up."
"It's a little scary, but we knew you'd keep us safe," said Diane.
"Wait just a minute," said Carol. "Safe was what you were when you dressed that way you did before we went shopping. This is a little riskier. The risk is what makes it more exciting. Now we try to control the risk to be sure. We're going in the afternoon when the mall is more crowded. If someone were to try to do us harm there would be a lot of people around to hear any cried for help. On the other hand, we also want those crowds so that security is busy looking for shoplifters and drug dealers. If we were there early in the morning when the only other people were old people walking the mall for exercise, security might hassle us because they have nothing else to do. When we go in the jewelry store we'll do so when the store is quite empty so that there are available clerks. Otherwise we might be accused of trying to cause a distraction so that thieves could take something while we keep clerks busy. And we'll stay away from any displays of loose merchandise for the same reason, so no one can accuse me of distracting a clerk so that one of you could steal something.
"And, of course, we'll hang together because there's safety in numbers, and Claude will be hanging around us for protection. And finally, you'll notice that Claude is wearing a very tight pair of stretch fake leather pants with a pushup thong underneath it that lifts his package up and pushes it out. He's wearing a pair of cowboy boots, and muscle shirt and a leather vest and a cowboy hat. The way he's dressed will also attract attention and in doing so it will be away from us. So we are not safe. We are taking a calculated risk. That risk will help make this an exciting adventure. And the worst that would probably happen is that security would ask us to leave by the nearest exit. It's a little embarrassing, but not life threatening. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. If your pussy juices are not dripping down your legs by the time we're done, I'll be surprised.
"Now, just so that you know, my goal here is to try to recruit one or two guys to want me or Jean and I to teach them about sex. If we succeed, it will make it easier for Ted and I to be able to teach the two of you about sex. Ted does not want to be meeting with you while I'm sitting in the living room twiddling my thumbs. I don't even have a say in that. He says, 'It just ain't gonna happen, period.' So wish us luck. Ready? Let's go."
When they arrived at the mall each girl adjusted her outfit. Jean and Carol's tits were so big that when they pulled the tube top just high enough to cover their areolas, some underboob was showing as was all of their tit flesh above their areolas. Rose's big natural tits had a movement, a bounce and a sway when she walked that could not be duplicated by the big fake tits of Jean and Carol. Only Diane exhibited a look that most people would consider to be "normal." Carol pulled down her "skirt" so that the hem was at the lower crease of her ass. Her jewelry could be seen hanging down from her pussy if you were walking toward her. Carol's ass was big enough that when she pulled the hem low enough to be at the crease where her ass met her legs, about two inches of "plumber's crack" was visible at the top of her ass. It doesn't look good on plumbers. It looked very sexy on Carol. When Rose noticed Carol's labia jewelry she exclaimed. "You're not wearing panties!"
"Of course not," said Carol. "If I did my jewelry wouldn't be visible."
With that Rose took off her panties and so did Diane. All the girls showed off some "plumber's crack" although Carol's was most obvious. They went into the mall.
Carol knew they were pushing the envelope with the way they were dressed, so she did not want them to take the leisurely stroll around the whole mall. They entered the mall closest to the Jewelry store where they had met Bob. The entrance to the store was about eight feet in from the main walkway in the mall. They stood in the entrance looking through the window as though window shopping. Actually, of course, Carol was looking for Bob. He was working there and saw the four girls, one looking hotter than the other. Carol motioned to him as though she wanted to ask him about something in the window. When he came up to her she said, "Long time, no see. How have you been?" The other girls pulled away a little bit to give them a little bit of privacy. He gave a non- committal answer. She got right to the point. She whispered to him, "How's that virgin thing working out?"
"It's not." he said. "I was all set to ask this girl out the other night and then I chickened out because I figured I just wouldn't know what I was doing. It's terrible."
"Look," Carol said as she gave him a card with her phone number on it, "I can help you and you can help me. Give me a call and I can explain it all to you. You've got nothing to lose and everything to gain, and I have something to gain, too. It's just a phone call. Call me? Please?" and she leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She was pretty sure she had him hooked. Now on to the other Jewelry store.
But this is where they would have some fun as well. "It's called 'crotch watching'," said Jean. When you see an attractive guy or a girl coming toward you and they start looking at you or at us, stare at their crotch and see if you can get a rise out of them, if they're a guy. If it's a girl and she's sporting a camel toe, stare at it until the last few seconds and then give her a wink or a 'you go girl.' Don't give the guy the wink or a smile or make eye contact or they will think that you want them to come on to you. Just stare at their crotch the way men stare at our tits. The other thing we do is listen to what people are saying about us. Some may be critical, others may be complimentary and others may be crude, but you'll know by the end of our walk that you are HOT."
They were almost to the next jewelry store when Rose blurted out, "This is just so fuckin' sexy. I've never felt this sexy in my life. All kinds of people are looking at me and thinking I'm sooo hot. It's scary, but it's sexy." Diane had to agree.
They stood at the entrance to the second jewelry store. The clerk Carol wanted to see was busy with a customer. They continued to "window shop". Eventually they had to go into the store to keep from drawing too much attention to themselves. A clerk came up to Carol, who was the one farthest into the store to ask whether she could help Carol. You could tell she felt uncomfortable with the way Carol was dressed. Carol said she was waiting for "that clerk over there" who had helped her once before. So when the clerk was done with his customer, the woman who had approached Carol had the young man go over to Carol. Carol "read between the lines" that the woman wanted Carol and her group out of the store as quickly as possible.
So it was a little bit of relief when Carol and her companions moved to a slightly less visible portion of the store. Rose and Diane gave Carol and Jean some room. "So how are things going at the fraternity?" Carol asked him.
"We should have told you right away that even though we include a select group of people in addition to our husbands with which we will occasionally have sex, we're not into the frat party thing. We know the people we swing with, we know they're safe, and we enjoy their company. That's a lot different than anonymous sex with people who are high on drugs or wasted on alcohol."
"I wish you could have told me that and I would have listened before I joined the fraternity. The idea of recreational pot and alcohol and all the sex you ever wanted with party girls sounded so appealing, but I've never been able to get excited over screwing a girl who's wasted. So I'm not really having the frat party sex, and the few other girls that I've wanted to ask out I'm afraid to because I just don't know what I'm doing. My frat brothers don't know what they're doing. I think that's why they have the parties. Everybody's too wasted to realize they don't know what they're doing and they're not really having fun."
"You want to learn how to do it right?" asked Carol. She handed him a card with her phone number on it. "Give me a call. I'll tell you what's in it for you and what's in it for me and then you can decide whether I can help you. By the way my name is Carol."
"And I'm Jean. Trust me, what we're offering is much better than a fraternity and it will cost you nothing but time - time that you will spend learning how to pleasure a woman and get the greatest amount of pleasure from her. And your name is?
"Steve."
"Pleased to meet you, Steve. Give me a call." Carol looked him in the eyes. She was pretty sure he would call her.
"Time to go home girls," she said as they left the store. "Now we talk about the guys, the raunchier the better."
"I think Steve's hot. I saw him getting a hardon when he was talking with Carol," said Diane.
"I thought it was Jean's even more over-sized tits that gave him the hardon," said Rose.
"You ready to fuck him?" Jean asked Carol.
"You betcha. I looked down at his cock a couple of times. My guess is that he's packing about seven inches, hard."
Rose added, "And I think fairly thick, too. Once you get him trained will you share him with me?"
"That'll be up to you. You're going to have to use those big titties to reel him in. Fuck, I don't know how he'd be able to resist," said Carol.
"Well I'm setting my sights on Bob," said Diane. "He's so innocent. Carol leans into him with her great big tits and says, 'Call me, Please,' and kisses him. He almost started floating off the ground."
"Yeah, but what kind of tool does he have to work with?" asked Jean.
"I'll teach him to use whatever he's got to fuck a girl senseless," answered Carol.
"I wanna be fucked senseless," said Diane.
"When Ted's done with you you'll know how to be fucked senseless by any guy who cares for you, and you'll know how to fuck him senseless."
"Oh fuck, I can't wait," said Diane.
"Neither can I," said Rose. "I hope Steve and Bob call you tonight."
They spotted a guy who was about a hundred feet away from them walking on the other side of the walkway of the mall. He was quite handsome. He was wearing a really tight pair of jeans and a black pair of knee high lace-up-the-front construction/motorcycle boots. He had a shiny red lycra spandex shirt on and over that was a black vest. He had a cowboy hat on. Jean spotted him first. "Look at that fucker," she said.
"Is he for real?" asked Rose. "He's hot."
"My guess is that a guy doesn't dress like that unless he wants girls to notice him," said Carol.
"And he wants girls to notice him because he wants to fuck," added Jean.
"Let's go play his game," said Carol as she led the girls in his direction. Carol and Jean stopped almost directly in front of him. His vest was open.
"Nice abs," she said, first looking at his abdomen and then into his eyes. They were not looking back at her eyes, however. They were moving back and forth between her tits and Jean's tits.
"You like my tits?" asked Jean.
"Sure do," he answered.
"You know why we have such big boobies?" asked Carol. Without giving him time to reply she said, "To give men hardons."
"And do you know why we like giving men hardons?" asked Jean. "Because we love to fuck."
"You look like you like to fuck. Do you like to fuck?" asked Carol. "Would you like to fuck me?" She moved in closer and whispered to him, "Put your finger between my legs and feel how wet my cunt is for you." He did so and then brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them. "Oh, you're my type of guy," she said. "Are you available to fuck?" she asked.
He held up his hand to show her his wedding ring. "Oh, too bad," said Carol. "But you won't mind if we fantasize about you will you?"
"Not at all," he said. He got out his phone. "Can I take a picture of you?"
"Certainly," said Carol. "Girls," she said calling them all together so that he could take their picture.
"Now, if you think you can get away with it, some time when you are able, take a couple of nice nudies of yourself and send them to this number," she said as she handed him a card with her phone number on it, "and I'll spend some time fantasizing about you and jilling off to your picture."
"As will I," added Jean. Carol noticed a security guard walking their way. "Time to go," she said. They moved on through the mall to the exit and out into the parking lot, Claude close behind them. They arrived at the car and got in.
"That was hot as fuck," said Jean, the other girls agreeing.
Then there was a lull in the conversation. Diane had been thinking. Now, in a rather timid voice she asked Carol: "Would you and Jean allow Ted and Claude to fuck us - like maybe you would invite us over to the hot tub like last night, but we'd take it further? Could that happen?"
"I was afraid you'd never ask," said Carol. "Jean, when's the next time your hot tub will be open for a little bit of group sex."
"Like tonight?" answered Jean.
"I'll have to bring my cell phone," said Carol. I'm expecting two calls and a picture or two.
Chapter 35 - A Foretaste
Rose and Diane showed up at Jean and Claude's about 8:30 that evening. Rose had brought with her a freshly baked lemon meringue pie - "for whenever," she said. It was still warm and Jean put it on a cooling rack on the kitchen table. Diane had a grocery bag. In it were the two thong swim suits the girls had borrowed the previous day. Claude invited them to step into the pool. They removed their shirts to reveal that they were topless and only wearing lace thong panties for the hot tub. "Nice," said Claude. Carol and Ted were not there yet. They must have been tied up putting the children to bed. When they appeared, Carol announced, "Good news! I've talked to both Bob and Steve and told them quite a bit about ourselves and our marriage, about recreational sex and how I am so multi orgasmic that at times we have invited a second guy to join Ted in order to bring me to the point that I'm all fucked out. Each one of them listened intently and understood how this could be a win/win deal. They could learn about sex, become experienced, have recreational sex, and also help Ted and I receive maximum pleasure. They've both said, 'Yes,' to joining us. Tuesday works out best for one of them and Thursday works best for the other. How does Tuesday and Thursday work for the two of you?" she asked, looking at Rose and Diane.
"Both of us are free on both days," said Rose.
"The way it worked with Larry and Mary, and we were pleased with the way it worked, was that they both met at the same time on the same day. Ted and I would demonstrate what we wanted them to learn, and then I would pair up and practice with Larry while Ted and Mary observed, and then we'd switch, Mary practicing with Ted while Larry and I observed. During the observation soft music would be playing, and Ted and I would point out to our student some of the things that the other couple was doing - right or wrong. We'd go through this cycle twice: demonstration, practice, observe; practice, observe and then we'd give them a little homework to do and call it a night. There was little interaction between Larry and Mary. It wasn't like we were trying to be matchmakers with them. But it seemed to be an effective way to teach and to learn - and fun, besides.
"So because you said it made no difference to you which day you came, I have the two days written on a piece of paper and I will put the papers in a bowl. We'll let Diane draw, and that will be her day, Rose will get the other day. I also have written down on a sheet of paper which day the boys will be coming. After you have made your choices, I'll let you know who will be coming on that same day. We've talked about it and have thought, tentatively, that it might be best to keep your pairings, because we found that with Larry and Mary, some times things went faster than we expected and sometimes slower. So over the course of weeks, Rose and the guy who meets on the same night with her might be a little ahead or a little behind Diane and the guy who comes on the same night she does. If you'd just come kind of willy-nilly, you might miss a lesson or get the same lesson twice. Am I making sense?"