A couple of weeks after the amazing weekend when Miss Boman so thoroughly and lovely taught me about the facts of life mother's friend Mrs. Lundin came to stay a couple of days. She had visited mother regularly every summer although I hadn't seen her for a couple of years.
She came in her own car just before lunch. She was very elegant, tall and slender and smartly dressed, in expensive clothes mother said. She was very sophisticated. I watched her with great interest. She might be the friend mother had mentioned in her talk with Miss Boman.
After lunch we went to the lake to swim. I was very curious to get a good look of her body.
Mrs. Lundin wore a thin, one piece simple swim suit that clung to her body. To my surprise it revealed that her breasts very bigger than her dress had shown and very shapely. She carried them proudly, always pushing them forward. Another interesting part of her body was the mons. It was well rounded and stood out. I wondered if she had put padding in her swim suit.
She was a talkative woman and chatted a lot, mostly with mother of course but she also asked me a lot of questions. When we swam she commented on how much I had grown and wanted to test my muscles. She told me to flex my biceps and she felt and squeezed them telling how big they were and how strong I had become. She also stroked over my chest. She had always done that sort of thing as women often do with children. Well, I was proud of my body and liked her praise.
After a couple of hours mother excused herself to go home. She always seemed to have things to do. Mrs. Lundin and I stayed. She chatted on and her questions got more personal asking what I liked to do, what I liked best in school and jokingly about girls.
Eventually it was time to go home. Mrs. Lundin rose and I followed.
"Eric, be a gentleman and turn around. I want to change," she said. Of course I did. I heard how she wriggled out of her swim suit, and then it got quiet.
"Eric," she called.
I turned around. There she was, standing erect, stark naked. In a flash I took her whole body in.
"No, Eric, no. I didn't mean that you should turn around. I wanted you to hand me my bag over there," she said hastily. But she didn't try to cover herself. She stood proudly, hands on hips, showing off. She shifted her legs a little nervously though.
She had a shapely body I had to admit. Her ample breasts were very shapely and astonishingly firm. She carried them proudly keeping her shoulders back. The nipples were hard and stood out. Her very long legs ended in a thick and very protruding mons. There had been no padding after all. And god, she was hairy. The maidenhair was a thick mass of brown hair that stretched wide and slightly down her inner thighs. Above that a nicely rounded belly, flat for being her age I thought. Her smiling face and fair hair completed it. Yes, I certainly would like to fuck her if being invited.
"Eric, please give me my bag," she called again. I woke up and turned to get her bag. When I turned back she was still standing there but had moved her feet slightly apart. I saw her pussy slit glisten.
"Thank you, well you saw it all but no harm done," she said calmly and put first a bra on, then her panties before she pulled a dress over her head. "Ready to go?"
After breakfast the next morning she asked me secretly to come to her room. She wanted to talk to me, she said
Mother had put her in the cabin, a small house which could only be used in summertime. It was roomy and had its own facilities although primitive. The shower and wash stand was outdoors but shielded and with a simple roof. Very nice though in warm weather.
I came to her cabin as requested. She sat in a chair with crossed legs. Her robe parted well above the knee.
"Sit down Eric. I want to have a serious talk with you about delicate matters." She stopped and hesitated for a while, looking nervously at me. "Well, I want to talk about sex. I think that you liked to see me in the nude yesterday, didn't you?"
"Yes, yes you looked marvelous," I stammered.
"Oh, thank you. Well, your mother thinks it's about time that you learn about the facts of life, about women and sex and she has asked me to teach you. Would you like that, would you like me to be your teacher? It means that you have to touch me and . . . uh, well . . . do other things of that kind." She stopped again a bit embarrassed.
"But yes, of course. I would like it very much," I said. "I am sure that you can teach me a lot."
"Excellent. Shall we begin right away? You have time now?" Mrs. Lundin said, relieved and nervous at the same time.
"Nature's ultimate meaning with sex is to create life, to create new babies," she began. It sounded like a well rehearsed lesson. "But nature is clever. To make sure that people want to make new babies nature has made the procedure very pleasurable, if you know how to do it, mind you. But man is as clever as nature and has found out that the pleasure can be had without it resulting in babies. Man is about the only animal on earth that wants to make it all the time. I intend to teach you how to make the act a pleasurable one." Mrs. Lundin became silent. What a speech I thought.
"I think we should start to make you familiar with the female body, and how it functions and why." She resumed and looked at me to see if I followed her. I just nodded. "Well, I think I have better undress so I can show you on my own body." She rose and let her robe slide down to the floor. She again stood before me stark naked. Her impressive mons was at my eye level. Her narrow hips and vast, fluffy pubic bush made it look even bigger. "And yes, I think it's best to lie down." Mrs. Lundin stretched out on her bed.
"Come and sit by my side. Well I think you too should get undressed. You don't mind, do you? Good, I hoped that you wouldn't. It's of course only to make the teaching easier. Shall we begin then?" She got silent for a while, collecting her thoughts.
"I will now tell you about the pleasure zones of the female body. I will guide your hand to the places I tell you about. OK? Good."
"This is the very center of everything," Mrs. Lundin said and placed my hand over her hairy mons. It felt meaty and springy and when I pressed down she shivered. "Inside me, underneath your hand is the vagina that leads to the womb where the baby grows. The vagina makes sure that the penis is in the right position to deposit the sperm. But the vagina and its outer parts is also the center of pleasure. We will talk about that in a while."
"Now, even if the vagina is the center there are many other places on the body that gives a woman pleasure if caressed in the right way. I will show them to you today and in the days to come you will get lots of opportunities to practice on them. So let's go through them briefly."
What a thorough lesson I thought but not at all unpleasant. She had promised more action later on so I had just to be patient. It seemed that she had it all well planned.
She began telling me of sensitive spots on the female body starting with the head. Lips, eyes, hair, earlobes were quickly covered. She guided my hand to caress what she described.
"Now, let's talk about the breasts," she said and moved my hand to cover her left breast. "Except for the pubic area this is a woman's most sensitive part. It holds so many possibilities for pleasure. You can fondle, squeeze, kiss and lick, cup it and play with the nipples and much more. Now try it." Mrs. Lundin made me fondle her breasts and nipples for a while. Her eyes were closed and suddenly she moaned slightly.
"Well, maybe we should move on," she said with a sigh. "The belly is nice to have caressed as is the backside but they hold no specific zones. But the mons and buttocks certainly does." She placed my hand over her mons, spreading my fingers wide. "It's like the breast. A woman likes to have it fondled in different ways, try it." She made me caress it, sift through her rich pussy hair, grab her fleshy mons and rock it for quite a while. She moaned again.
"Well, enough of that, for the time being anyway. The mons sort of guards the entrance to the vagina. A valley leads down into it. Let your finger trace it. Can you feel the depression where it starts? Good, now slide down. Oh yes, yes that's the clitoris. It's the very center of pleasure. It has no other function than to give pleasure to the woman. It should always be given much attention and be handled with care and caution. Ah yes, yes do that again, yes just like that. Oh, well done, now move on to the entrance to the pleasure zone. Do you see and feel those lips. They are called the labia." Mrs. Lundin spread her legs and pulled my head down to take a good look. Her lips very puffy and moist.
"Now, press your finger in between the lips, Yes, that's right. Do you feel the smooth wetness? A woman that is ready for sex gets like that. Nature makes sure it's easy to put the penis inside to deposit the sperm in the womb. Try to put the finger inside. Found the opening? Yes, yes, that's it. Push inside. Yes, that's right. Now feel all around the vagina. Oh yes . . . yes . . . yes, just like that, oh my god, go on. . . . Oh yes. . . Feel how tight I can make the vagina. Now put a finger over my clitoris and feel how big it has become. That shows that it wants to be gently massaged. Yes, just like that. You should use both fingers simultaneously. A little more to the left in the vagina. Yes you are doing fine," Mrs. Lundin was panting hard while giving her directions. Her buttocks bounced slightly up and down.
"Yes, excellent, yes, a little in and out now will be just fine. And the clit as well. Yes, yes, yes, yes, oh my goodness . . . Oh yes." Her back arched and she lifted her pelvis off the bed. She had put her hand over her mouth and muffled her sounds.
