Chapter 3 -- Dirk Touches Amanda
I thought a lot about Amanda over the week. I hadn't had a partner for a while who was in touch with her body and willing to share such a blissful experience with me. I was looking forward to continuing the lessons, to say the least.
When the time arrived I greeted her at my door in my robe, freshly showered.
She looked a bit different today. A little more relaxed. Her hair was in a ponytail instead of a bun. And her skirt only went down to her knees, exposing her creamy white calves.
"Good evening, Dirk," she said, smiling and looking in my eyes. "I was looking forward to our lesson all week."
"Good evening, Amanda," I smiled back, motioning her to come in. "So was I. Why don't we go up to my bedroom and you can tell me how your week went."
I led her up to the bedroom and we sat on the chairs at the foot of the bed. It was made up the same way as the week before, with the lights low and a couple of scented candles burning.
"So, did you try the homework, sweetheart?" I asked. "I'm interested in knowing what your experience was."
"It was different focusing on my body while I masturbated," she started. "I began noticing more subtle things that I wasn't aware of before. Like sometimes when I touch my nipples I can feel it in my pussy. And when I focused on those subtle feelings, they began to grow and feel more delicious."
"Excellent. And did you spend some time in nature?" I asked.
"Yes, I did. I spent some time in the park across from my house. I sat on a bench and closed my eyes and tried to feel the energy of the wildlife. There were some squirrels and some birds and some ants. And I found a big old oak tree and tried to connect with it."
"Did you feel its energy?" I asked.
"I'm not sure," she responded. Her eyebrows furled as she searched for the right words. "I felt something, but I don't know if it was the actual energy or just what I imagined the energy would be."
"That's amazing, Amanda", I applauded. "What is important is your openness to receiving that energy, to be connected with that energy, to look for it."
"So what is today's lesson?" Amanda asked, with a shy smile.
"Today we are going to learn about how you like to be touched," I proclaimed.
She furled her brow again. "But I showed you last time how I like to touch myself."
"That is true," I replied, looking back fondly on the memory. "But touching yourself is different than being touched by someone else."
"What do you mean?" she asked, still confused.
I thought about it for a moment. Finally I had an inspiration. "Are you ticklish, Amanda?"
"Oh yes," she laughed. "My feet and my sides are very ticklish."
"Okay," I said. "Let me see you tickle yourself."
She laughed again. "Don't be silly. I can't tickle myself. Someone else has to tickle me."
"Exactly," I smiled. "That's my point. There are feelings you can get when someone else touches you that you can't get by touching yourself. The only ticklish spots that you know about are the ones that other people have already touched."
Amanda pulled back a little. "Wow, I never thought about that."
"It's the same thing when you are being touched by a loving partner," I continued. "Our genitals are not the only parts of our bodies that can feel good when they're being touched.
"There are some areas that are more sensitive than other areas. These extra-sensitive areas are called 'erogenous zones'.
"You can look up where these zones are, like a map, but this is just a generalisation. Everybody has their own personal reactions to the intimate touch of a partner, their own map.
"So today we are going to find out what Amanda's sensitive areas are. How Amanda likes to be touched. Where Amanda likes to be touched.
"It is important to remember that your partner cannot know how to touch you properly if you don't communicate to him or her what turns you on and what doesn't. And it's difficult for you to know what turns you on if you haven't experienced a variety of sensations on your body.
"So today I would like to touch your body intimately with my hands, my lips and my tongue. While I do this, I would like you to close your eyes and focus on what I am doing and how it is affecting your body. We will explore your whole body so you get a general idea about what you like and what you don't."
I dropped my voice a little. "This is where things get more intimate, Amanda. It's your last chance to back out."
"I'm all in, Dirk," Amanda replied with a sly smile. "In fact, I was hoping that you would touch me last week. I even showered just before I came here tonight and I'm not wearing any perfume."
"Awesome," I said with a big grin.
Handing her the pink robe I said, "Your robe is freshly laundered. Why don't you go change in the bathroom and we can begin?"
Without hesitation she took the silky robe from my fingers and went into the bathroom to change.
I was sitting in my chair when she emerged, wearing the robe. I immediately stood up and motioned her to come to me.
"Give me your glasses and your earrings, sweetheart. We're going to start with your head."
She took off her glasses, making her brown eyes appear even bigger and handed them to me along with her earrings. One by one, I placed them on the small table between the chairs.
She looked beautiful in the low light. Her black hair sparkling with the flicker of the candles. Her bright eyes looking up at me. The faint smell of sandalwood in the air.
Standing in front of me her head only came up to my chin. I reached out and lovingly took her head into my hands. My thumbs were in front of her ears while my finger cradled the back of her head, feeling her soft hair.
I gently tilted her head up, leaned down and gave her a small, light kiss on her lips. She responded by pressing into my lips and kissing me back.
"I'd like you to close your eyes now, Amanda," I instructed. "I don't want you to touch me. I just want you to focus your awareness on what I am doing and any sensations you are feeling in your body. Not just where I am touching you, but your entire body."
Amanda smiled and closed her eyes. "I think I'm going to enjoy this lesson," she cooed. "There are some places that I've been imagining you touching all week."
Still cradling her head I began with her face. First I lightly kissed her lips one at a time. Then I moved up to her eyes, resting my lips on one eyelid for a few seconds, then the other.
From there I moved to her forehead. First I brushed it lightly with my lips and the short, soft hairs of my beard. Then I planted light kisses all over it. She let out a little sigh when I rested my lips over her third eye and began gently sucking on it.