Textbooks, and assorted school supplies littered the dorm room as the three girls stretched and yawned during a well-earned study break. It was the last night before finals, and all three were in the midst of some pretty heavy cramming. Allison brought out her human sexuality text-book, much to the delight of Hillary and Caren, both of whom would rather listen to anything other than their boring lecture notes. The two friends sat around Allison crossed legged as she flipped though the chapter on sexual response.
"What does it say about the 'G' spot," Hillary asked. "I've heard so much about his magic spot that is supposed to make you cum harder and longer than you've ever before."
Allison checked the index of her textbook and looked under 'g'. She wrinkled up her nose when she was unable to find an entry.
"I don't know...there's nothing in here under orgasm or masturbation," she said, color rising in her cheeks. "I read something in Cosmo about it one time but it was too confusing, you know, like you'd have to be a gynecologist to ever find the stupid thing. I doubt that it's real, anyway."
Caren, who had been quietly taking notes up to this point, put down her notebook, took off her glasses and rubbed between her eyes. "Oh, it's real, that's for sure," she said, with a cat-that-ate-the canary smile on her face. "My old boyfriend Brad found it last summer by accident and let me tell you, we had plenty of fun exploring."
The other two girls focused their attention on Caren and giggled with nervous anticipation. Finally Hillary broke the ice. "Ok, I'll bite. "What sort of fun did you have?"
"Oh my god, you won't believe how incredible it feels when you finally hit your spot the right way. I have this little pocket sex manual that explains how to find it, and for the longest time, I spent hours with brad trying to locate the sucker. It's really far up inside you, but it's worth it, let me tell you."
"I've never even heard about it," Allison said. "Where is it?"
Caren though abut her response for a bit and then began fishing around in her purse. She found the little pocket-sized hard cover book and pulled it out. It was one of those little books filled with pictures of beautiful people engaged in every sexual position imaginable.
"Here, let me read this," Caren said. "The Grafensberg spot, shortened to G spot in most text, is a small, spongy bit of tissue about the size of a quarter, located about the third the way up the inner wall of the vagina."
"That really doesn't help at all," Hillary said. "How do you know when you've found it?"
"Hold, on, there's more: 'If the g-spot is simulated correctly, intensely pleasurable sensations will be felt though out the whole vagina and the area will swell and become rough to the touch. You will experience a total body experience as wave after wave of sexual sensations will be felt throughout the body."
"That's it, I've got to try this out," Hillary said, already standing and popping open the buttons on her jeans. "Does it say the best way to reach it with your fingers?"
Caren stared at her friend as she pushed her jeans down around her ankles and stepped out of them. She was wearing lacy white cotton bikini panties and Caren was sure that she saw a wet spot forming between her legs. She snapped out her shock at Hillary's apparent lack of inhibitions and looked back down at her little book. "Um, yeah, I guess it does."
Allison sat up closer as Hillary sat down on the facing sofa, pulling her sorority sweatshirt down so her panties were modestly covered.
"Are you going to try and find it right here in front of us?!" Alison said, her eyes as wide as saucers and her faces so flushed, Caren thought she might faint.
"Oh, Ali, you really need to live a little," Hillary stated bluntly. "So what if you guys watch? This is for a class you know, and besides, we're all girls here anyway."
Alison, who had constantly denied have ever having sex or touching herself 'down there' chewed on this for a moment and then seemed to be more curious than embarrassed. Both looked over at Caren with expectant looks on their faces.
"Ok," Caren said, clearing her throat. "It says you're supposed to make sure that you adequately aroused because you can't find the spot unless the vagina is swollen. Hillary crossed and uncrossed her legs, saying that arousal wasn't a problem. "You should spread you legs as wide as they feel comfortable and pull you knees up to your chest."
Hillary spread her legs wide, revealing her white panties in their full glory (along with the growing wet spot) and pulled her heels up to her behind as if she were squatting in the woods.
"Ok, check," she said, her face glowing. "Now what?"
"I think you're going to have to take your underwear off for this," Caren said, her breath coming heavy.
