Even I laughed for a second before being drawn back to my sudden odd connection with Pasha. Marco, Lilly, and Bree were all in tears. Pasha didn’t crack a smile. His eyes remained on me and mine on him. If you asked me now to put it in words, I wouldn’t be able to. I can’t define exactly what went on between us there but nothing else around us seemed to matter. I’ve never felt anything like it. Not even between Bastian and me.
My seat this day was somewhat in the middle of Pasha’s and Bree’s, but pulled back so they were slightly ahead of me. I took my seat and felt the cool plastic of the chair against my ass and pussy. Pasha looked over his shoulder at me. Other conversations were going on in the room but his voice was directed right at me, overpowered by the others so we were in our own little world.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi,” I replied. “You guys started without me.”
“It meant nothing before you,” he said.
Five words. That’s all he said to me but those words carried so much weight. He seemed to explain all of his thoughts and feelings about me in those few words. My breath actually caught in my chest. I looked down and hadn’t realized my arm was covering my tits. Pasha made me feel like a kid, like I was desired the way my first boyfriend desired me. He wanted me and I can’t say I didn’t want him.
My thoughts made me feel like I was cheating on Bastian. I lived in a swinger community where everything was about passion and pleasure. Was Pasha off limits? Could I be with him even if I wanted to? Then I remembered the rule. No pet can sleep with another pet unless invited to do so by their owner.
“Today’s lesson,” Lilly said. “Pasha is in his last class today so for Lilly and Sunshine, we’re going to be advancing ahead of where you’d be if you were doing this class alone.”
Doing the class alone. I couldn’t imagine being alone with Marco and Lilly. They were sexual FREAKS, ready to do anything and everything. I could only imagine it would mean constant orgasms with each of them. As great as that sounded, I was glad to have others in the class. Then again, the next class would be Bree’s last class meaning my final class would be alone unless some new pet showed up.
Being Pasha’s final class, our teachers focused mostly on the mind and mental connection between partners. Lilly explained that a physical connection was the easy part but that it would eventually die out if not cushioned properly with mental stimulation. Where most of the other classes, I assumed, were much more physical, this class had a lot of touching but nothing too sexual.
First we did an exercise where we each took turns standing at the center of the room with our hands on top of our head while the others in the class took turns touching our bodies, more like tracing our lines. First it was hands, then mouths, but no entry and no kissing. It’s amazing how easy it is to tell when a woman’s mouth touches your clit compared to a man’s. Men’s lips are so much stronger than a woman’s. Likewise, it was easy for me to differentiate between Marco’s powerful jaw and Pasha’s much more timid mouth.
When Pasha’s hands ran down from my raised arms to my ribs, I giggled. His fingers shook ever so slightly as he felt around my entire body. When he switched to his mouth, his lips took more time than anyone else’s.
His face was warm to the touch and seemed to be savoring the opportunity to touch me, starting at my arm. His cheek brushed my forearm and his head jutted in somewhat past my arm where I found myself turning my face to meet his, desiring his kiss. His hands had left me anxious for more of his touch and his mouth was meeting that need. His breath brushed my lips and I had to fight back the urge to lean forward and kiss him.
Would Marco and Lilly tell on me if I did it? Would it be allowed in the classroom atmosphere? After all, they were the ones putting me in that position.
My thoughts failed me and jumbled up until I felt nearly faint when his stubbly chin slid down to my left tit and moved over, his lips grazing my nipple as he breathed over the curve of my tit and circled to my right. When his mouth reached my right nipple, he cheated. Pasha fucking cheated. His mouth was over my nipple, hiding the move from sight, but his tongue dashed out and cupped my nipple, lifting it up a bit in its wet arch. A shudder ran through my body and my pussy betrayed me.
“She’s gettin’ wet!” Bree yelled. “Holy shit. Look at it.”
I didn’t need to look at it, I felt my wetness on my leg and then Pasha’s mouth swooped down to my stomach, made his way across my midsection and then found that spot where my wetness reached and wiped it with his lips.
I wanted so badly to grab his long blond hair and pull him into me so he could finish the job he’d started but then he was done and I opened my eyes to see him wiping his mouth off with his hand.
Never mind about Bree, Pasha was the only thing on my mind that class. When it was his turn to stand with his hands above his head, I watched with jealousy as Bree used her hands to grope him and then used her mouth to crack jokes as she did her work. Pasha hardened under the feel of her lips and I couldn’t help gawking at him, watching as his beautiful cock rose to the occasion. When she reached his balls, she held out her tongue and lifted them up, actually tongued his balls, and Marco and Lilly cheered.
Apparently we were allowed to go a little further than I thought. When it was my turn, I decided to do only one go round, using both my hands and my lips at the same time. I started at his face, putting my lips to his but not quite touching them. I worked his mouth with mine, using an open and close motion but never fully committing to a kiss.
He moaned in my breath and I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t fucking help it. Sometimes I blame Bastian for the path we ended up on but in reality, I think I see it now, my guilt over my feelings and desires in Erotic Mayberry may have been where it all began. I couldn’t stop myself from letting my tongue loose. His lip was my playground and my tongue wanted to play. His slipped to the edge and met mine, only for a second, but that was all we needed.
My naked body pressed against his and then out of the corners of both eyes I saw Lilly and Marco getting closer as if ready to stop us from going too far.
“They are feeling it,” Marco said.
“She’s definitely feeling it,” Lilly said.
“I do believe you guys are understanding this lesson,” Marco said, “But you MUST hold back. Do not give in. That is the point of this. Desire with the mind and have the best orgasm you can imagine later.”
I pulled from the temptation of his mouth and made my way around the rest of his body, enjoying the texture of his skin and pressing my lips against each edge of his muscles until I found myself face to face with his cock. I looked up at his face to see his eyes sealed shut but his mouth wide open. If we were alone, I would have taken him in my mouth without a second thought, but we weren’t alone, and we weren’t going through a blowjob instruction. Instead, I only pursed my lips against his balls in a joke-like gesture and backed away from him.
The lecture took all morning and ended with our lunch break. Fully clothed again, I went into the small community center break room and found myself alone, using my charge card to get something out of the sandwich vending machine. I took a free bottle of water out of the refrigerator and sat down to eat.
My stress-free lunch was ruined when Pasha walked in and started perusing the cold-cut selections in the machine. His jeans and tight T-shirt were what I liked seeing on a man. Again, something I feared I’d never see on Bastian. What would Bastian do in this situation, if he found himself attracted to someone in class? He’d told me the patch in his arm made him even hornier than I was. If that was the case, he definitely would have given in and fucked his crush right there on the break room table. I had more control than that. Barely, but I did have more control.
My guilt for wanting Pasha had me torn up inside but at the same time I was angry with Bastian for bringing me to a place where temptation was always around. If we’d moved into any other suburban neighborhood, I’d be at home right now watching talk shows or maybe I’d be ou
t searching for a new job since my acting one was finished. Instead, I was at a class that required me to get stark naked and play sexual games with neighbors. Was I in the wrong or was Bastian?
“Hey,” Pasha said as he grabbed a bottle of water and ripped open his sandwich package.
He sat down across from me at the table. I smiled at him.
“Intense class,” he said.
“Yeah,” I agreed.
My potential lack of ability to hold back words frightened me. The wrong thing could be misconstrued or maybe he’d understand fully and that worried me even more. I wanted him but I couldn’t be with him.
“I wonder what they’ll have us do next,” Pasha said.
“I’m sure it will be interesting,” I said.
My eyes remained on my bottle of water, as if the small print on the label was so fascinating I couldn’t tear my eyes away.
“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable in there,” he said.
Finally I looked up at him.
“You didn’t,” I said.
“I’ve never met anyone like you. You seem almost reluctant to do this stuff. Like it’s something you’re trying out instead of something you’re committing to. I noticed it in the last class.”
“I could say the same about you,” I said.
“Do you love your owner?” he asked.
“I do.”
“Do you?”
He’d repeated the question as if he didn’t believe me.
“Why did you ask me that again?” I asked.
He tapped on his bottle of water and then ran his hand up and down the length of it as if practicing masturbating. I don’t think he even realized he was doing it. His long hair hung in front of his honey brown eyes and I couldn’t stop myself from mentally pushing the strands aside and getting lost in them.
“I think I love my owner too,” he said, ignoring my question.
“That’s good,” I replied.
Silence. Then…
“This is fucking awkward,” he said, “Look, I like you.”
“I like you too,” I said.
I didn’t mean for it to come out like I liked him liked him, but more like I just liked him…as a person. His smile told me he’d read into it way too much. He reached out to take my hand but I pulled away. It surprised him and he pushed his hair out of his eyes.
“I understand,” he said. “I shouldn’t have said anything.”
He stood and slid his chair back.
“Wait,” I said. “Pasha. I like you too.”
He smiled at me and reached for the door.
“But I do love my owner. I really do. And the rules…”
“I understand,” he said.
All should have been well. I only needed to make it through the rest of the class since it was his last one. After that, I’d need to avoid the man altogether. Marco and Lilly totally fucked up my plans with one announcement. Lilly took her clothes off again and Marco followed.
“The remainder of this class will be spent in an activity that requires a lot of self-control. Please do as Marco and I have done and remove your clothes. I will be the coach through this. Pasha and Sunshine, you showed incredible chemistry in the last activity so we’d like you to partner up in this one. For you two, this will be the ultimate test. Bree, you’ll partner with Marco. For you, having Marco as your partner will be quite the test in itself. Everyone please remove your clothes again and place them back on the shelf.”
Bree was like Superwoman spinning around in a phone booth. She seemed to magically be out of her clothes in seconds. I removed mine with Pasha at my side doing the same. Neither of us looked at the other, which is silly considering the activity that would follow. I looked over at the couch to see Lilly working Marco’s cock, livening it up so he could play with Bree.
What the fuck are they going to do to us?
“Bree, come over here, hun, help me out?” Lilly said. “I think he’ll spring up a lot quicker with two of us involved.”
Marco laughed and opened his legs wider so Bree could come join in. She kissed him on the cheek and then dropped down to her knees on the floor and helped Lilly massage his dick. I looked over at Pasha and he was gently massaging himself, already most of the way hard.
“Okay, that should be good enough,” Lilly said as she let go of Marco.
Bree did the same. Marco sat on the rug on the floor with his legs open and Lilly got into position.
“Pasha, sit on the floor like Marco,” she said.
Pasha did what he was told and sat on his ass, knees barely bent, legs spread open. His cock dangled at half-mast.
“Bree and Sunshine, you’re each going to sit the way that I am now,” she said.
Lilly sat down on top of his legs and shimmied up a little bit so that her pussy was directly over Marco’s cock. She put her forehead to his and locked eyes with him.
“These are the rules,” she said. “You sit forehead to forehead, focused on one another. You can look down but you can’t remove your head. No kissing. No touching. The only touching that can happen, when the time comes is, cock in pussy. But not what you think.”
Marco seemed to finish getting hard on cue.
“Marco, you’re gonna have to take it easy on Bree and stay at her leg or something until she’s ready. Then, when and if his cock finds your pussy on its own, he can enter you, but only his head, only the tip of his cock can go inside you and you’re not allowed to use your hands. No rocking. No fucking. Only the head of the cock resting inside the lips of the pussy. This, again, is a lesson in self-control. You have no fucking clue how hard it is to control yourself until you’re in this position.”
Marco moved his hips a little and it was clear by the way Lilly’s eyes closed that he’d found the position quickly. She lowered slightly and made a “hmm” sound as she welcomed him in.
“Oh God,” she said, “This…this…”
Her reaction to Marco’s cock had to be the most sensual thing I’d ever seen. I felt like I was watching a really good porn movie with great actors.
“Hah,” she said and laughed as she fought the urge to sit all the way down on him. “This is where it’s so hard.”
“That does look hard,” Bree said.
We all laughed.
“Difficult,” Lilly corrected herself. “This is where it’s difficult. But you have to find your leg position so it doesn’t hurt you to hold it, and then it’s all control, fighting back the urge to sit down on him and for him he has to fight the urge to lift up into you. Ok, go.”
Lilly lifted off of Marco and collapsed onto the couch.
“I am so going to fuck you after class!” she announced as she pointed a finger at Marco.
Again, we all laughed.
Bree took her position over Marco and licked her lips as she eased into it.
“Marco, remember, go easy,” Lilly said. “Don’t break the poor girl in half. Keep it at her leg until she tells you she’s ready.”
“I’m ready,” Bree said.
“Well okay then,” Marco said.
I took a deep breath and looked down at Pasha. He looked up at my naked body and his cock jerked, I mean it actually twitched. I watched as Bree put her forehead to Marco’s. I mimicked them and climbed on top of Pasha.
This wasn’t good. It wasn’t good at all. Here I was trying to convince myself that it would be a horrible idea to fuck this hot stud and I was being forced to sit naked on top of him, and invite the tip of his cock into me. My discomfort with the situation didn’t matter. I had to pass the class in order to be finished with it and be on my way with my life here at Erotic Mayberry. So I found my place, fixed my legs over him, and hovered over his cock. His head poked me but then awkwardly pointed at my leg. I closed my eyes and put my forehead to his.
“Game on,” Lilly said. “Let’s see if you guys can hold this for a while. If anyone cramps up, you lose. If anyone cheats and takes the plunge, you lose.”
“I don’t l
ike to lose,” Pasha whispered to me.
“Then control yourself,” I said.
“I’ll try,” he promised.
We held on. Then we held on even longer. Marco entered the tip of his cock into Bree and we all knew for sure when it happened.
“Ohh…oh….ohhhhh,” she huffed and puffed. “Yeah, that’s…that’s nice.”
I kept my forehead to Pasha’s and glanced right to see Lilly watching with excitement. She didn’t look jealous at all and that was so strange to me. I wished I could be that kind of person and open up to this world completely but even being in this position with Pasha felt wrong. I wanted him but I didn’t want him. I wanted him so bad but I knew how bad I’d feel if I had him. Bastian was my man. He was my…owner.
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