Sajel seemed instinctively to know what it was that Natalie needed. Without a word she slid down the length of the blonde girl’s body, parted her legs and then, holding her sex lips open with one hand, she began to flick her tongue against the damp, needy flesh. Her tongue’s touch was light, delicate, but also incredibly knowing. She swirled it upwards and then paused teasingly as she reached Natalie’s clitoris.
‘Please don’t stop!’ groaned Natalie, her head moving restlessly on the pillows.
‘Don’t worry,’ murmured Sajel. ‘I know just how you’re feeling. You’re going to come now.’ Her words alone were nearly enough to trigger Natalie’s orgasm, and when the pointed tip of the Indian girl’s tongue flicked against the stem of Natalie’s clitoris, Natalie screamed. The pleasure surged through her body in a hot, crashing wave that made the tips of her toes and fingers tingle.
All the time Natalie’s body was racked with the intensity of her orgasm, Sajel left her alone. But then, when her body became still, she once more placed her mouth between Natalie’s outspread thighs. This time she licked and sucked hungrily at Natalie’s sex until the delicious tendrils of pleasure began to writhe once more, building swiftly to a crescendo that peaked in an astonishingly short time in yet another wonderful spasm of release.
Exhausted, Natalie stared at Sajel. ‘That was so good,’ she whispered.
‘Now it’s my turn,’ said Sajel, with a smile, as she arranged herself on the cushions. Natalie had to force herself out of the haze of pleasure that had enveloped her. Half dazed, she looked down at Sajel, uncertain what she should do.
It was obvious that Sajel was very aroused. Her dark nipples were standing out and her breasts were swollen, while her skin was covered with a thin film of perspiration. When Natalie tentatively stroked between the Indian girl’s thighs, Sajel’s hips jerked and Natalie could feel beads of moisture on the dark, silken pubic hair.
As she tried to think what to do in order to give Sajel as much pleasure as Sajel had given her, Natalie heard a sharp cry from Victoria, followed by gasps of delight. Turning her head she saw Juliette standing astride the dark-haired girl with a latex whip in her hand. There were tiny red lines across Victoria’s breasts and ribs, but it was clear from the sounds she was uttering that the whip had triggered an orgasm, an orgasm that went on for a very long time. After watching Victoria, Natalie realised that she should do something different to Sajel, and she went over to the table to see what she could find.
There was a bewildering array of bottles, scarves, silk gloves, love eggs and vibrators and she had no idea what would give Sajel the greatest satisfaction. Then her gaze lit on a pistol-shaped vibrator. Apart from the vibrator itself, which was unusual because beneath the latex covering there were masses of tiny pearls that rippled under the surface when it was switched on, there was also a six-inch vibrating stimulator for the clitoris. This had a soft, jelly-like tip that rotated, with a choice of two speeds. Natalie tried to imagine what it would feel like inside her, and immediately her pelvic muscles tightened. It would feel delicious, she decided. Picking it up, she returned to where Sajel was lying.
Looking down at the Indian girl, Natalie knew from her own experiences that although Sajel was already excited it would still be better for her if Natalie pleasured her a little more before inserting the vibrator. Quickly she poured some oil into the palms of her hands, then massaged Sajel’s belly, the tips of her fingers digging deeply into the taut muscles there. When she lowered one of her hands and pressed against the top of Sajel’s pubic mound, Sajel whimpered with pleasure.
The other girl’s hips were beginning to move and now Natalie felt that she could insert the strange-looking vibrator that she’d chosen. Gently she eased the latex-covered tip inside the girl’s welcoming vagina, pressing steadily while slightly rotating her wrist. Sajel, clearly eager to be satisfied, tightened herself around the instrument of pleasure and within a few seconds it was deep inside her. After checking that the soft, jelly-like probe was positioned exactly over Sajel’s clitoris, Natalie clicked on the switch.
Holding the pistol-shaped vibrator steady with one hand, Natalie used her free hand to caress Sajel’s breasts, stroking them lightly at first but then more firmly. All the while Sajel’s moans of excitement were growing louder and Natalie could see the other girl’s body tensing as her orgasm approached.
Across the other side of the circle, Juliette was now being pleasured by Victoria. She’d unzipped the red suit and was kneeling between the blonde’s legs, obviously using her tongue to very good effect because Juliette was uttering repeated cries of ecstasy and her body shuddered as one orgasm followed another.
For a few minutes Sajel remained on the edge of release, clearly inhibited by the presence of the watching men. Sensing that she had a problem, Natalie increased the speed of the vibrator. Now, as Sajel’s clitoris was enveloped in the soft pulsations of the extension tip and her sensitive internal vaginal walls were caressed by the teasing movements of the tiny moving pearls, the sheer intensity of the sensations overcame her inhibitions and at last her body was swept by a deliciously sweet climax. Unlike all the other girls, Sajel was silent in her moment of ecstasy.
Natalie felt very proud of herself. She hadn’t imagined that she’d be capable of giving or receiving such pleasure with another girl: it had been a revelation to her. However, she was acutely aware that a great deal of her excitement had been caused by the watchers in the shadows. Although at times she’d almost forgotten them, they’d always been lurking in the farthest corner of her mind. She’d felt as though she’d been on display, demonstrating how well her body responded to being pleasured and exhibiting her own lovemaking skill and her knowledge of Sajel’s responses. In a way, she’d been showing off, and showing off for Simon’s benefit.
There was a sudden final scream from Juliette, who was twisting and turning on the cushions as Victoria kept her mouth clamped firmly between her outspread thighs. Then the other two girls were also finished and the four of them stood up, looking towards Rob for guidance.
Getting to his feet, Rob clapped his hands softly three times. ‘Well done, girls. That’s given all the men here a lot to think about. Now, I’m sure you’d like an opportunity to go and freshen up. When you’ve done that, please return here for the final part of this evening’s tutorial.’
Natalie glanced at Sajel. ‘I didn’t think we’d have to come back.’
‘I wonder what we’ll be expected to do?’ Sajel queried.
There was no time to find out because Simon was clearing a path for them through the circle of chairs. Pausing only to gather up their clothes and shoes, all four girls walked out of the room. Natalie realised how extraordinary it was that she was able to move about freely whilst naked, but somehow after all that had gone before it didn’t seem important. Just the same, she was careful to stand as straight as possible, and felt proud of her firm breasts, tiny waist and long legs. ‘I think I’m turning into a bit of an exhibitionist,’ she confessed to Sajel as they hurried to their rooms.
‘I’m not. To be honest, I’m worried what Anil’s going to say after what we did.’
‘Well, he must know that you didn’t have any choice,’ Natalie pointed out. ‘After all, he watched. He could have left if it had upset him too much. Besides, you both chose to come on the course in order to learn how to change, to give yourselves a better chance of succeeding if you marry. You don’t make the rules here, Rob Gill does.’
‘I know that,’ said Sajel, pausing with her hand on her bedroom doorknob. ‘Of course, if you’re being rational and logical about it then it shouldn’t have made Anil angry. But he’s a very proud man and won’t have enjoyed other men watching me.’
‘He was enjoying watching Victoria when Juliette was using the latex whip on her,’ said Natalie.
Sajel was clearly surprised. ‘Was he?’
‘Yes.’
‘Oh well, I’ll just have to hope for the best, won’t I? Tap on my d
oor when you’ve showered and we’ll go down together. I wonder what on earth’s going to happen next.’
‘I don’t know,’ confessed Natalie. ‘But for the first time I’m looking forward to a lesson rather than dreading it.’
Sajel smiled. ‘Perhaps that’s progress.’
‘Perhaps it is.’
Chapter Ten
‘YOU DECIDED TO GET dressed too,’ said Natalie with a laugh, as she and Sajel met in the corridor half an hour later. Both girls were now wearing smart evening clothes.
Sajel nodded. ‘I thought it would make a nice change for the men,’ she joked.
By the time they got to the room where the men were still waiting, Juliette and Victoria were already there. Unlike Natalie and Sajel, they’d chosen to put their costumes back on. ‘I wonder what happens now?’ asked Victoria quietly.
‘I don’t know, but it should be exciting,’ said Juliette, with a grin.
Rob Gill got to his feet. He looked around the circle of men, most of whom were sitting tensely in their seats, obviously hoping that they were going to be chosen to join in the final part of the lesson. The first man that Rob picked was a stranger to Natalie. Sturdily built and with a shock of blond hair, he was a little older than the other men on the course but definitely attractive.
‘Right, Stephen,’ said Rob briskly. ‘You can take Victoria to your room. There you can make love to her, using what you’ve learned from the first part of the lesson in order to give her maximum pleasure. No one else will be present, but you’ll be filmed and one of the course tutors will be watching you on a monitor. Naturally, if things get out of hand at any point you’ll be removed. Not that I’m expecting any problems of that nature, but I want to make it clear to the girls that we’re not putting them at any risk.’
Rob then paired Toby with Sajel, which clearly delighted him. He caught hold of Sajel’s hand. ‘My idea of heaven,’ he said enthusiastically.
Sajel didn’t look as though it was her idea of heaven, and Natalie wondered how much attention Toby had really been paying to what had gone on. Somehow he didn’t strike her as someone who was particularly eager to change their ways. On the other hand, she supposed that the same could be said of her.
Natalie didn’t know the third man Rob picked, but as he paired him with Juliette it didn’t really matter. She waited tensely to see who she was to get. After long deliberation, Rob decided on Anil, and her stomach lurched. She’d been intrigued by him at dinner that evening. Now that she knew they were going to become lovers she felt quite excited. When he put his hand on her shoulder and their eyes met, she got the feeling that he was as fascinated by her as she was by him.
‘That’s the evening over for the rest of you,’ said Rob. ‘Of course, there’s nothing to prevent you from trying out the techniques that you’ve seen on some of the other guests here, if that’s what they want. I suggest that you all go to the lounge now, where the other girls are. They’ve been watching some erotic films that are intended to help them understand male sexuality better. With any luck you’ll all have a good night. Remember now, breakfast is at eight tomorrow because we have a long final class to fit in before the weekend finishes.’
‘I wonder what the films were like,’ Natalie said to Anil as she followed him to his room.
‘I don’t imagine that they were as interesting to watch as you girls were.’
‘Sajel was worried you’d be annoyed,’ said Natalie.
‘Initially I was. Then I reminded myself that we’re both sexually sophisticated people who chose to come on this course of our own free will. It’s difficult to cast aside ideas that have been instilled into you from childhood, but if we’re to get married then I know that we both have to change. Also, I have to understand Sajel better, and I think that tonight has helped me do that.’
Anil’s room was at the far end of the same corridor where Natalie had hers. However, his bedroom was entirely different. It was quite opulent: there was a king-sized bed with thick cushions on top of the duvet, and an ornate headboard. Curtains hung from the top of the wall above the headboard and were caught back in drapes on either side. Next to the bed there was a beautiful white chair with a rounded back and arms and a thickly padded cushion on the seat. There was also a bedside table, a chest of drawers and a wardrobe, and several scented candles, which Anil lit before closing the window curtains.
‘Where’s the camera?’ whispered Natalie.
‘Camera?’
‘Rob said that we’d be filmed the whole time, remember?’
‘I’ve no idea. Perhaps it’s behind the mirror on the wall over there. It doesn’t really matter, does it?’
‘I suppose not.’
‘You can’t be feeling shy, not after the display you and Sajel put on for us all.’
‘Actually,’ confessed Natalie, ‘I am. I don’t know why, but that was different. There were the four of us, and it was quite easy to forget all you men.’
‘You mean you’d rather have forty men watching you than one making love to you?’
Natalie shook her head. ‘No, that’s not what I mean. I just feel odd, that’s all.’
‘I can understand that. Try to relax. I tell you what, we’ll take a shower together. That should help.’
Natalie wasn’t sure why she was feeling so tense. It was partly because Anil’s dark eyes seemed to see right into her soul, and she felt a little guilty that she was attracted to him when he and Sajel were probably going to get married. On the other hand, when he stood near to her she could tell that he was already aroused, and so their desire was mutual. If he didn’t feel that he was betraying Sajel in any way, then it was silly for Natalie to think that she was. ‘Shall I undress here?’ she asked.
‘I’ll undress you,’ he said. Then, very slowly, his fingers were sliding the short, bolero-style jacket off her shoulders and his hands caressed her bare arms for a few seconds. Next he walked round behind her. Then he nuzzled the nape of her neck as he unzipped her dress. Carefully he eased it down and pressed his hand against her spine so that as she bent forward a little the dress fell off her, slithering to the floor.
She was wearing a cream lacy camisole top and matching panties. Moving in front of her, Anil kneeled down and, with tantalising slowness, drew the panties down over her hips and legs. His tongue followed the path that the panties were taking, so that the soft silken caress of the material moving over her legs was followed by the touch of his tongue trailing a path over the already sensitive skin. He then removed her shoes, her hold-up stockings and, finally, her camisole top.
‘There, you’re ready,’ he said. ‘Now I want you to undress me.’ She hesitated for a moment. ‘Hurry,’ he said urgently.
Natalie’s mouth felt dry ‘I’m sorry,’ she apologised, remembering that she must be obedient. She began to unbutton his dark red cotton shirt. But her fingers were shaking so much that she had trouble unfastening it and in the end he had to help her. As she began to remove his belt and unzip his trousers, Natalie’s desire for this tall, slim, Indian man increased until she felt herself growing moist between her thighs. He was so obviously in control, but without any of the forceful bluster that so many men used to demonstrate their power.
When she’d finally undressed him, her gaze drank in his lean body, his smooth skin, but above all the amazing length of his cock. It wasn’t particularly thick but it was easily the longest that she’d ever seen. Although it wasn’t yet fully erect she wondered how on earth she could take him inside her.
‘You’re beautiful,’ murmured Anil. ‘Why is it so difficult for you to abdicate control?’
‘It isn’t any more,’ she assured him.
‘But it is. I can see the conflict in your eyes, just as I can always see it in Sajel’s. Come, let’s take that shower now. Perhaps after that it will be easier for you.’
Anil’s bathroom was small, but again the overall impression was one of luxury. It had a pale blue thickly piled carpet, a pale blue basin and
a large shower cabinet, with plenty of room for two people. Sliding back one of the doors, Anil stood aside and gestured for her to go in first. He then followed her, closing the doors behind him before turning on the spray. Shut in the cubicle with him, Natalie felt afraid. She couldn’t believe that they were being filmed here, and she wondered how anyone could protect her if something went wrong.
Fortunately, Anil didn’t give her much time to worry. Putting his right hand beneath her chin he tipped her head back a little so that the cascading water trickled down over her face. Instinctively she closed her eyes and felt the water softly caressing her eyelids, mouth and throat.
Anil was standing behind her now, and she rested her head against his chest as he reached round in front of her and started to cover her body in shower gel. The thick, creamy lather smelled of jasmine and once his hands were sliding sensually between her shoulder blades and then down her spine to the curve of her buttocks, Natalie felt her tight muscles start to relax.
Crouching down Anil lathered the backs of her legs, then lifted each of her feet in turn, spreading the creamy suds over the sensitive instep and between her toes before reaching round in front of her. She trembled with excitement as his hands began a slow journey up over the fronts of her legs, her belly, ribcage and finally her breasts. She wished that he’d touched her between her thighs, arousing her with smooth, slippery movements of his fingers, but clearly he intended to make her wait for that pleasure.
His hands were firm on her breasts, but not unpleasantly so. Unlike a lot of men he seemed to understand the way she wanted her breasts to be touched. Whilst the palms of his hands pressed the rounded globes firmly he swirled the tips of his fingers around her nipples, and her breath snagged in her throat with delight.
After a while, when her skin was tingling and she was breathless with desire, he turned her until she was standing against the wall of the shower and he was in front of her, his hands on each side of her body. At last, with infinite slowness, she felt his erection nudging its way between her sex lips. Desperate to have him inside her she thrust her hips forward, but immediately he withdrew.
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