My real sexual education started in college in my junior year. I'd had the same roommate for two years but she'd dropped out, then Eileen came into my life. We were the same age and build, shapely, pretty, buxom and the opposites in disposition. Except for the fact that I'm a blonde, and she's brunette, we could pass for sisters. I was shy and a follower, while she was outgoing, and very much the leader. She soon brought order to my rather sloppy, chaotic life, and I liked it. She wasn't bossy, but had a way of getting others to do what she wanted, and loving it. My grades went up and our room was always neat and tidy.
Where I'd always been very shy and modest, she always run around the apartment either nude, or just in panties. Her body is lovely and I found myself staring at her a lot. She didn't seem to mind, or so I thought, notice. She had, to me a very disconcerting habit of sitting on the bed facing me, legs folded Indian fashion, her sex, or as I later began to call it, her pussy, in full view. She had a bikini cut, her pubic hair was trimmed in the shape of a heart, her outer lips bare. Her inner lips protruded slightly, as if pouting, I noticed that sometimes when we got to talking about sex, something I almost never did, but which she seemed to bring up often, her sex lips would become wet and part. I wound up looking at the exciting deep pink of her wet core. Her nipples would get erect and poke out, the tip as long as the first joint on my little finger. It fascinated me.
I was brought up very strictly, religiously, and my mother taught me almost nothing about sex. She and my father have slept in separate bedrooms for as long as I can remember. She gave me a very short and terse talk about boys, how they were after one thing, and about sexual diseases. I wasn't to allow my hands to explore "below"! I wasn't allowed dates in high school except to heavily chaperoned functions, and I had to go straight home after.
I was a virgin till I went to college. I gave my virginity to a "nice" boy who was very careful, very unskilled, very dull, and he never asked me for another date. He used a condom and the only thing I got from it was a little soreness. I masturbated once in a while, never very successfully. Shame made my mind consider it "dirty".
Ellie and I talked about sex, or she talked, and I mostly listened. We had the same opinion - boys were after one thing, and then lost interest. She'd had several experiences, all ending the same way - wham, bam, thank you, mam. With her I became more open. She loves to touch and she'll often hug me when she gets excited, or give me a kiss when I've done something that really pleased her. It makes no difference if she's clothed or not. I found I began to like the touch of her body against mine, her full firm breasts against my back, or front, for that matter.
One night we had a very violent storm, with thunder and lightning that shook the building. She slipped nude into my bed, and snuggled up to my back. It felt so cozy. Much later I awoke to find her hand under my pajama top, her warm hand cupping my breast. I didn't move it, but went back to sleep feeling a tingle between my legs. At other times, I'd wake up to hear her soft sighs in her bed and turn to barely see her in the darkness, her hand moving under the covers as the brought herself off. Once I fingered myself while I watched her, and came close to an orgasm myself.
My sexual coming out started when Ellie went out of town for a long weekend and I stayed in the apartment alone. All my studies were done and I was going through some videos that belonged to Ellie. I knew she wouldn't mind. I slipped one in and sat back to enjoy a movie. It started out with two women talking, and as the plot developed they began to undress each other and make love. I was panic stricken, and turned it off quickly, returning it to the shelf. I couldn't imagine anything like that! How could Ellie watch that "smut", as my mother called it? It stayed in my mind though. Several times I started to watch it, then dismissed it. Finally, I thought of how I'd looked at Ellie's sex, and I couldn't deny it sometimes got me excited. I'd certainly been interested, and excited, when she'd masturbated! I put the tape back on, lay down on the couch and watched my first "Porno" film.
The women were very beautiful, with lovely bodies. As the plot developed, they made love to each other slowly, and the camera angles were very explicit. What surprised me was how they didn't seem to be acting, they seemed to really and truly like to make love to each other! Their looks and caresses told me that they really cared, and were each trying to please the other and bring them to a climax. Fingers, tongues, vibrators, and dildoes slipped into "forbidden flesh".
Another surprise was that I was becoming very excited! My own sex became wet and I slipped my hand down to stroke myself. There were several scenes where a woman would masturbate alone. As I watched, I began to imitate their strokes, and as my own clitoris is rather large, I had no trouble arousing myself, as I had never done before. My sex became very wet and my finger transferred my slick juices up to my clit.
I ran my finger faster and faster over my clit imitating the woman on the TV screen, then suddenly I screamed out as an overwhelming explosion shot through my body and I climaxed, totally and thoroughly, for the first time in my life. It went on and on, till finally I lay totally spent. I shut off the tape and went into the shower. I let the hot water wash over my body and I knew what a real climax felt like. I'd really "come"! Suddenly I yelled out "Fuck you Mother" and laughed aloud. I felt so alive!
I took the soap and lathered my body, letting my soapy hands play all over my body, my breasts, my erect nipples, up and down my thighs, then to my sex - my pussy. I teased my clit and slipped a finger up inside myself. It felt good! I reached back and ran my hands over my butt - my ass! I giggled as I slid a finger down to find my - asshole.
Carefully I slid a soapy finger up that "dirty hole" I wiggled it. It felt good. I squatted and let the water flow over me. I lay back under the warm torrent, and let my soapy fingers play with my body, front and back. It felt good, it was good! I climaxed again, feeling so wonderful. I dried off and looked at my nude body in the mirror. I cupped my full breasts, and pulled my nipples till they stuck out long and erect. I tried to suck my nipples, ala the video, but couldn't bend my head down that far. My body glowed. I felt wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!
I spent almost the whole long weekend making love to myself. I went to the market and bought several bananas, several different sized cucumbers, and some baby oil. I oiled my body, the fruit and vegetables and, yes, fucked myself with them. With one banana, I pealed it, slipped it in and out of my pussy and when I'd climaxed, slipped it out and ate it!
The larger of the cucumbers filled my pussy, and the smaller, with a lot of help from the baby oil, finally slid in my ass. I even tried them both at once, while I lay, my spread thighs wide, inches from the mirror. That brought a roaring climax! By the time Ellie came back my pussy and ass were pleasurably sore and I'd lost count of the times I'd climaxed. I'd carefully returned her tape to the shelf, not mentioning it. I'd pleasured myself, watched women make love to women, but I was still too shy to initiate any "moves" on Ellie!
Ellie came back with a new, part time business. A friend had persuaded her to try selling exotic lingerie. It was something she could do in the evenings, as much, or as little as she chose. Her friend, a dealer, had lent her a full line of lingerie to show, and Ellie had been to one lingerie party and modeled them. She told me that at the party, there were both men and women, and exhibitionist that she is, she's loved it!
She opened the display case and showed me the beautiful lingerie. She modeled them for me and they were all beautiful, and very sexy. One was a bra and panty set that had cutouts for the nipples and the panties were "open crotch". She put it on for me and when I looked down, her pussy lips were plainly visible. Aghast, I asked if she'd modeled them, and she said she had. It had gotten her so hot she'd had to go into the restroom and bring herself off! Just for helping her friend out, she'd gotten fifty dollars.
