I should talk about the layout of the girls' rental house. It was an old brick house, single story, but built on a high foundation. Downtown Detroit is flat, but the high foundation meant you had to climb 6 or 8 steps up to the small covered front porch. To the right of that were the two large side-by-side living room windows that the TV was in front of, but you couldn't lean over far enough to look straight into the nearest window.
With almost no front yard, someone on the sidewalk couldn't look straight into the living room; they'd be looking up into the room at a slant. So they might see Candace's head or torso while she was shimmying out of her shorts, but they couldn't see the heavenly glory below. Nor could they see anyone sitting on the couch. Across the street were no houses, just empty lots, but a person on that sidewalk would have a better view into the living room, though still could probably only see the head and shoulders of someone on the couch.
And there were no real curtains, just some old sheers, which the girls never seemed to close anyway, and today they were open. I explain all that because it made what was to happen next even more erotic, because a person across the street could possibly see part of what was going on inside. By now it's about 3PM, and late September, so the sun is fairly low in the western sky, which has it shining right through those windows, perfect lighting for a horny young guy to study the amazing bodies of his two female friends.
So Keisha is now topless and Candace is bottomless, and they suggest that I should "get comfortable" too. I take that as a hint to take off my pants and boxers, but I leave my shirt on in case someone looks in. Candace sits back down next to me, scooching down on the couch until her butt is halfway off, her shoulders flat on the seat cushions, and her head at an almost 90 degree angle against the back of the couch. Her legs are together so I can't see much "down there" yet, but I do see pubic hair. In retrospect, it's not as thick as it might have been naturally, so she probably trimmed it. I guess? I still don't really know what women do down there that's between 'natural' and 'fully shaved.'
Keisha has me stand up, then in a rather clinical tone tells Candace to spread her legs wide. She does and I'm treated to my first full view of a real-life vagina. My dick becomes fully-rigid now as I see the puffy lips of Candace's pussy. There's hair all over, but not so thick that I can't make out the thick lips and the thin slash of pink down the middle. Keisha moves to the other side of Candace, so as we're facing her, Keisha is on the right and I'm on the left. She kneels down in front of and to that side of Candace's groin, so I kneel down on this side. In these positions I'm sure that no one outside, even across the street, could see us.
"So Mark, this is what a woman's vagina looks like...," as she goes on to point out, touch, and explain the mons, labia major and minor, the vaginal canal, all that stuff us boys snickered about in middle school when we got That Lecture. This goes on for a couple minutes, with Keisha touching, prodding, stretching, and opening Candace's vagina to show me how it's put together.
Because of this, Candace is becoming aroused, which means her inner labia were becoming engorged and spreading into that beautiful butterfly shape I'd seen in so many porn pictures (Keisha explained why and how that happens). And her vagina was getting visibly moist, as her body dutifully prepared itself for the penetration it assumed must be coming. This was fascinating for me as a male to be shown this innermost sanctum in such detail, because who of us guys at that age (or even much older!) really understand that most intimate part of a woman?
I thought Keisha was skipping something, and was about to ask, when she pointed to Candace's clitoris and said, "If you remember nothing else, remember this little nub right here, because this is a woman's pleasure button. You know how sensitive the tip of your penis is, especially the underside of the head? Well multiply that by 5 or 10 and that's the clitoris." Then with the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, Keisha pulled back the clitoral hood (making Candace jump a little), explaining what she was doing, and pointing out the clitoris specifically.
To this point it's been very clinical, like I was a pre-med student and the professor was demonstrating on a random female volunteer. (I found out during this that Keisha WAS a pre-med major, so that's how she knew all the Latin words and stuff). But now Keisha said, "Note her response when I do this," and still holding back the clitoral hood, Keisha lightly touched the clitoris with the index finger of her left hand, just laid her finger on it. This made Candace jump again and let out a little moan.
"See how sensitive that is? All I did was lay my finger on it. Now continue watching." And with that she started making slow circles over Candace's clitoris with just the one finger. Just slowly, gently, tracing a circle on it. Here I noted that Candace had half-closed her eyes and was lightly moaning, and the nipples that had been noticeable before were now clearly hard and elongated as they poked through the silky material of her cami. Her face was flushed, her inner labia were now fully splayed into the butterfly, and she had moved her hands up to her nipples, lightly rubbing them.
Keisha explained nipples to me too and how they and even the areolae were sensitive and erotic (some of which I knew from my own self-exploration), and that women's nipples were generally more sensitive to erotic sensations than men's. Also that women with smaller breasts had, on average, more sensitive nipples than those with larger breasts. I took this opportunity to look over at Kandace's nipples and wonder about that, also noting that hers were swollen and stiff.
"Observe." Keeping the light circular motion on Candace's clit with her left forefinger, Keisha released the clitoral hood and moved that hand up to Candace's left breast. Pushing Candace's hand away, she layed her palm on the outside of Candace's breast, using her thumb to trace circles around the nipple and areola, sometimes touching the nipple, sometimes just tracing around it.
This had an immediate observable effect on Candace, who began to move her groin in the opposite direction to Keisha's circles on her clit, I think trying to get more speed and pressure there. And she arched her back a bit, apparently trying to press her breast harder into Keisha's hand.
"See the effect this is having on her? Mark, if you can do
just
this to a woman you'll be ahead of 95% of the guys out there. If you can make a girl come by doing this, she'll think she's found the best lover ever." I'm nodding, taking mental notes.
"Do you know that song by the Pointer Sisters,
'I want a lover with a slow hand...
'" I think I scored points with Keisha when I followed with "I want a lover with an
easy
touch..."
"Yes, that's it! And that's all this is, slow hands and easy touches in two erogenous zones. Any woman will enjoy this. They may want more or different sometimes, but if you can do just this you'll blow their minds."
Candace slightly nodded and "mmhmm'd" at that, but otherwise seemed lost in her pleasure.
"Now, many experts will deny it, but I think most women are visually stimulated too. Guys look at porn because they're
