Being Taught a Lesson Part 3

I began to wonder if there was a brothel nearby or something. Or maybe it was one of those nudist camps people talked about.   All sorts of things went through my mind.   We drove for about twenty more minutes

before the car stopped. We were told to keep our masks on, and then led inside a building with three steps.   A woman's voice greeting mom as an old friend, and then we were led to another room.   Mom removed our masks, and we were standing in a locker room. I wondered what kind of spa mom had joined, thinking it was her gym.   Mom led us to a locker and told us to remove only our dresses and shoes, and to put our masks back on once we'd finished.   She went back around the corner and we heard her open a locker and begin to undress too.

 

Ann and I shrugged, and removed our dresses, putting our shoes in the locker with them.   Ann wasn't w earing a garter belt, but pantyhose, without the panty part. They looked like pantyhose equivalents to garter belts. She eyed my garter belt, running her finger along a support, brushing her hand against my bush lightly.  I slapped her hand playfully, and we waited for mom, putting our masks back on.  

 

Mom told us we both looked very sexy, and took our hands, leading us out of the locker room.   We entered another room, with deep soft carpeting that felt good between our toes.   There were other people in the room, and I felt embarrassed, and excited, as their voices hushed.   A woman greeted mom and asked her if we were ready.   She said yes, and that we had been very cooperative. I felt a presence in front of me, warm, radiant, and sensual.   The woman's voice was soft, yet husky.

 

"Welcome." She said. "We're going to introduce you to pleasures like you have never imagined.   At any time you may elect to leave, and no one will stop you. All you must do is say the word 'Choir boy', and you may leave."   We will not force you into anything you do not want to do, and the way you express that is to say the word 'Orchid'.   Do you understand?" 

 

Her soft, sexy voice seemed to caress the ear. I nodded, even though it seemed like a silly way to do things.   Both Ann and I were to repeat and explain the meanings of both words.

 

After this was done, she asked another question. "You have both had sex with each other, yes?"   We told her we had.

 

"Kiss each other." She told us.   Ann and I, blindfolded, found each other and kissed. It was incredibly erotic, standing almost naked in front of people we couldn't see, our breasts touching, and kissing one another. Somewhere, I also knew my mom was watching.

 

"Good." The woman said. Another woman came up, and she told Ann to go with her. "This way Ann." The other woman said. Her voice was higher, and very pretty. I wondered if she was as pretty as her voice.   I'd already decided that the husky-voiced woman was about my height (five foot six), nicely shaped, with long dark hair, and a wide, sensual mouth.

 

She led me across the room, and now I felt nervous, without Ann nearby, I was alone in a crowded room.   She showed me where a table was, and a chair, and a sofa.   Then, we stepped back a little and she told me to spread my legs. Nervously I did, stopping when she was satisfied.

 

"Now keep your hands against your legs." She cautioned.

 

I felt a hand caressing my breasts tenderly, tracing their shape, and running underneath them where they are sensitive.   The hands slid down my hips, and I felt lips close softly around my right nipple.   I was sure it was a woman by the touch, probably Ms. Sexyvoice.   Wrong. She began telling me that I was to receive pleasure, and that I need not give pleasure unless I wanted to. The lips around my nipple switched breasts, and continued.   I sure did want to GIVE as well as receive!   I wanted to see and then kiss Ms. Sexyvoice before I ate her pussy!

 

The lips left my breasts, and I was told to kneel straight down, as there was someone waiting to lick my pussy below me.   I knelt, feeling hands guide my hips down, and then someone's face between my legs, licking me slowly, even lovingly. It felt great, and I relished the sensations (or is that SINsations?) Things began to move faster, and someone standing to my left began fondling my breast. I touched the arm, feeling a man's arm, strong, an a bit hairy.   I let my hand explore, and I found his swollen cock. It wasn't huge, but it was nice. He was stroking himself while he played with my breast.   Another hand came to my right breast, and my hand found another cock quickly.   I liked this idea of two guys give me pleasure slowly, calmly.

 

-to be continued-