Chapter 11: Along Comes Linda

I studied Siza as I was instructed to lay on my stomach between her outstretched legs wondering about a lot of things. Again I was suddenly in all new territory, really close, looking at a girl’s vagina for the first time. It was complicated so unlike a penis and vaguely similar to a cow’s although quite small by comparison. I saw lots of cows while working at the dairy but oddly somehow Siza’s was compelling and she smelled so good.

I wondered about “lesbian” and naked girl essence, how nice she looked, how girls were so soft, about lying on my really aroused penis as it rubbed on the couch’s fabric. I wondered about how others thought I had a big one, random erupting thoughts in this new exposure alone with her after consuming three beers. I thought “Wow!” She smelled really good as she pressed her thighs to my head after removing my glasses. This was such a rush of everything sexy and surely forbidden before marriage.

With her fingers she started rubbing her vagina and moving with that as if she was getting aroused. She stuck two fingers into and pushed them in and out time and again before taking those fingers and pressing them into through my lips. “You can taste me haole.” The taste was weird but I was compelled to let her do that. My penis was straining so I sucked down on her fingers and stared at her face wanting her approval.

There was a knock at the door and voices calling her name.

She had her hands on my head as she was explaining about some various parts of her vagina, Labia - the lips, Vulva, Clitoris - a “Clit”, a “G Spot” and what to do with them. She smelled even better and actually tasted like a flavor of something more compelling as she explained about using my tongue. I remembered she seemed all sweaty in the morning but that’s not what she was now. All was so nice until voices were near and that was threatening in my condition.

I was naked lying in between her legs and I was frankly pretty drunk again just like the last time she was on the verge of compromising me.

“Doors open. Come on in.” Siza squeezed her thighs around my head again like she was holding me in place, made it harder for me to hear.

The door creaked and there was noise of flip flops coming off outside.

Siza’s thighs were still holding my head tightly. “Now keep going with that tongue of yours. Don’t get distracted. Try it. You have to make me comfortable. Not all ladies like this at first so be very gentle.” “Who is that?” I asked. “Oh, somebody. Don’t worry. Never mind them. I want you to pleasure me.

I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and started licking around. Oh, Haole, your tongue!” “Huh?” “Your tongue, it’s so long. I shrugged off her comment and kept licking as I could tell somebody was getting near.

Oh HI! Come in. Beers in the fridge.” Siza felt my tongue as I was trying to find the spot on her vagina, G-spot, and she gave me a curious look. “Okay. Now, don’t be nervous. Remember, this is paradise. Come on, do it to me. I’m getting aroused Haole. Don’t ruin the mood and let’s try that super long tongue of yours. That’s kind of amazing. Reminds me of a penis.”

Drunk made me relaxed but again this was like the other night and we were maybe having a crowd forming to watch me being made a fool of. “This is Tom and I call him ‘Haole’. He’s a virgin and I’ve been teaching him how to please a lady. He’s going to get laid and I’m his coach. Isn’t he nice? And Look at his tongue!”

“Is this the guy you took to the beach?” “Yup.” “Whoa. NICE. I can see why you’re spending time with him.” I was without my glasses and couldn’t see very well who the visitors were. But the person talking was sitting down on the couch rubbing against me and putting her hand on my back sliding down to my butt, already.

“So what’s happening here? Are you going to make Siza happy? Yeah!” She laughed. “That tongue has lots of possibilities.”

The one with her hand on me was gentle and she continued to slide her fingers in my butt crack. I kept thinking I hoped I had washed good in the shower before coming to Siza’s. This person wasn’t shy about groping me as if she had some sense of ownership.

Siza was holding my head and I wasn’t fighting her. She told me to be gentle as I tried to look up and nod. I became aware of I think two more people standing over us as Siza told them to make themselves comfortable while she taught me my lessons.

They all started talking about stuff unrelated to me with my tongue engaged trying to remember the names of the parts Siza had just recited to me. “Honey, use a finger or two to insert into Siza, here, and lift gently, repeating, and she likes that G Spot, very sensitive.”

The person talking was guiding my hand, extending my fingers. “Hmmmm? Keep going gently with that tongue. Jesus! That tongue is like a snake. Feel that bump up here?” I noted a finger moving in to point near the top of her vagina, and elsewhere, kind of. Someone was rubbing my head. There were hands all over me. Someone was rubbing in my butt crack, repeating and focusing on my anus. Lots of distractions as I tried to stick my fingers and tongue in the right places.

No one was hesitant about reaching all over me.

Do you like this?” said the person sitting pushed up to me, the same person, I think, rubbing my butt. I nodded I guess because I wanted to be liked by them. The anus finger pushed in and it felt weird but not bad. Sliding in and out it continued with purpose, felt like it was adding a finger, maybe? And the part the fingers were rubbing was stimulating more. My penis felt so weird like more focused at the tip.

There was continuing probing as I was instructed in how to do Siza. Then the finger was deeper, pushing and rubbing that place inside me making my penis really feel more aroused, pointedly, momentarily, repeating and I moaned, rose up a little, almost gasped. It got more intense and finally I was breathing very hard as I had an orgasm. Whatever they were doing I had a really big clutching orgasm causing me to lose focus on everything else.

Siza wasn’t talking but maybe moaning, certainly breathing harder. The others were telling me what to do like they just took over the class instructions on doing a girl. I was ejaculating under against the punea and it was spreading warmer. But I was able to make out how a person was making out with Siza and she was obviously so aroused enjoying us. That made me feel better.

“Honey, Siza, get up on all fours and I’ll show your Tom here what he needs to understand,” and I was helped up to sit as Siza rose to turn around on to her hands and knees without saying a word.