Chelsea's learning curve
written by:
Minxtamer

How often can I expect this behavior from you?

Chelsea, Raymond, Eric, Chance

Chelsea - 25, Blonde, green eyes 5'7" size 12 smaller breasts, round ass. Chance - 19, Brunette, gray eyes with green and brown specks, 5', size 5 big tits, smaller ass. Raymond - 24, close shaved brown, green, and 5'10" small beer belly, married to Chelsea. Eric - 25, Brown crew cut, blue, 5' 11", slim and athletic, dating Chance.

It seems that no matter what the old cliché that "actions speak louder than words" stands true almost every time.

Chelsea reflected as she looked around at the other three people in the room. Ray, her husband, was there with his partner from work, Eric. Eric's girlfriend, Chance, was there was well and they were all in some form of undress.

She had secretly thought about this for years and it was only after her and Ray had established that initial trust that newlyweds need did she began to realize that she could tell him anything....and did. She had mentioned a couple years ago, all safe and warm under the covers with Ray that she had fantasized about eating a woman's pussy. This, of course, was music to Ray's ears. How could he be so lucky to have such a loving and devoted wife? However, to have one that wanted to be naked with a woman; that was simply too much to hope for. Since then they had talked extensively about what it meant for Chelsea to be bisexual. They had worked out what it meant to their marriage. Recently Ray and Eric were having a couple beers in the garage and Ray divulged to Eric about Chelsea's proclivities. Ray thought that Eric would be shocked but strangely he wasn't. In fact he sort of chuckled and mentioned that Chance had the same leanings. Now here they all were in Ray and Chelsea's living room, having a few drinks to break the ice and playing adult type games. Chelsea's heart was pounding as she was "dared" to take Chance's blouse off from behind and kiss her neck. Technically that wasn't fair as that was two dares but no one was really keeping score right now. All eyes were on the two women. She couldn't believe that she was about to slide up next to a naked woman and undress her. It wasn't so long ago that she hadn't even been able to touch herself in front of Ray.

Raymond and Chelsea had been married for almost 5 years before they really began to discover each other sexuality. Until then it was just learning the surface things and the tentative whispering of fantasies once hidden. It would also seem that having their 15 month old at their wedding would be a precursor of the hectic life they were to lead for some time. Samuel had been very good during the wedding but he was restless and much more interested in going out and playing in the church playground on the Teeter Totter than sitting in a pint sized tuxedo and watching mom and dad blah, blah, blah on about love.

Now Samuel was in school all day and Chelsea could take a little time for herself. Chelsea had never really been one for masturbating but the moments she had to herself were usually maximized in a hot bath. She didn't even know how to please herself until she married Raymond.

The very first time she touched herself in front of Ray they had been giggling under the covers as newly weds, when Raymond shocked her by asking her to masturbate for him. She was taken aback and blushed furiously while shaking her head no. "Ah come on, baby" he winked and he gave her that sideways grin, "It is a perfectly normal thing to do." "Hell I'll even do it first so you won't feel like you're alone"...and with that he whipped out his dick from under his pajamas and started fondling it and rolling his balls. She shrieked and started giggling uncontrollably. It wasn't long before his self manipulation was having its predictable effect. She watched as his dick transformed from her soft warm friend to a good little soldier that was standing at perfect attention. She loved his cock; she loved the smell of him; she loved the look of him no matter if he was soft or erect. She liked the taste of his cock but hadn't gotten used to the taste of his cum yet. She watched as the place around his belly button quivered when he was turned on. She raked her nails and fingertips down his belly and across his upper thighs. He moaned, which meant he was really turned on because he rarely made a sound. He was slowly stroking from the base to the head and rolling his hand over the top and then back to the base over handed. His left hand was cupping and rolling his balls. His eyes were closed and his hips made a thrusting motion into his fist ever so slightly. His left hand made a circle with his index finger and thumb and trapped his balls beneath the circle of his fingers and tugged downward. She didn't know that he liked his balls to be pulled on like that! His hand stopped the over and back motion and was gripping his shaft and speeding up the stroking. His finger tip rolled the pre-cum around the head and down the shaft using it as lube. His moans had turned to grunts now. Chelsea was mesmerized by the whole scene. She wasn't sure what to feel; she was a little embarrassed, a little sad and confused but most of all her pussy was literally leaking onto the bed. She was a little sad to think that she didn't know as much about pleasing her husband as she thought but the throbbing in her head that matched the pulsing in her pussy was almost more than she could stand. Raymond was close to cumming now, she could see his stomach suck in tight and his thighs flex. She gasped as his cock twitched noticeably in his hand and then clenched. It started pulsing and spewing all over his stomach. His hand gripped and released his cock in an effort to extend the orgasm. She reached tentatively forward and put her hand in the middle of his tummy and rubbed the cum in like lotion. She loved the feel of it, all slippery and wet. As his eyes cleared he grinned that grin again and winked. She loved that wink; it made her feel all warm and gooey inside of her belly. It made her feel as if everything was ok with the world...it also made her very wet. "Your turn, princess!" he laughed. "Unveil that sweet pussy of yours and rub ‘er down good!". He was such an ass sometimes. "I don't know if I can," she stammered, "I feel all weird about letting you see me touch myself". "Well, just close your eyes and act like I'm not here. Just do what you do when I'm not around." "Ray, I don't touch myself when you aren't around." She whispered. A frown crinkled his brow and she was afraid that she had made him upset. "You mean that you don't masturbate when you're alone?" He asked. She shook her head from side to side not daring to speak for fear of letting the tears fall that her quivering chin was threatening. "Didn't your mom talk to you about touching yourself and making yourself cum?" She shook her head again. "We talked about sex and mom told me that you didn't need to do that if you had a husband. She said that he would take care of whatever you needed." Ray tried to say something in reply but found that words failed him. He couldn't bring himself to tell her that he jerked off at least once a day just to take the edge off of life. He held her face and gently kissed the tears away. He whispered all the things that he needed to say to make her calm again. "I can see that we are going to have to talk about your views on touching yourself!" and he grinned. "Ok, let's see if we can finger this out." The pun, he quickly realized, was lost on her. He reached about and stroked her flat tummy and moved his face up to kiss her thighs. He cupped her pubic bone like he was pushing her away and gently rubbed with the heel of his hand. He felt her body respond. "What I want you to realize", he said and he continued, "is that what ever we do in our bed room is ok. There is nothing that is out of bounds or off limits." "I love you, I have loved you since I saw you in our class as kids and until death do us part doesn't mean anything to me because I will love you even when I am dead." "Do you understand that?" She nodded, biting her lower lip. "Ok then, I want you to put your hand on top of mine." She placed her hand over his and followed the motion of his hand as it cupped her. His middle finger nestled down between her lips and the tip of that finger rested on her clit hood. The pushing and rotating motion was having its desired affect on her and she moaned low in her throat. He rolled the clit hood a few more times before slowly sliding his hand out and placing it on top of hers. He pushed down on the heel of her hand which was above her clit on her bone. He could see that she was reacting well. He whispered in her ear for her to keep her fingers together and push her outer lips apart, which she did. His fingers moved down to stroke the entrance to her pussy lightly. "All the way from the top to the bottom and back up, baby" he cooed. She followed his instructions. "Now do this," and he lightly touched two fingertips to her clit hood and moved them in slow lazy circles. It wasn't a few trips around the bush and her clit stood out clearly but he was careful not to make contact just yet. "Ok now you do what I just did; use the other hand." She mindlessly brought her other hand to her clit and started rubbing it. The sharp intake of breath told him that she hit the clit straight on. It was a few minutes before she got the hang of the circular motion and when to touch and not touch the clit but when she got the hang of it he leaned back and let her work. "Put a finger inside yourself while you are rubbing your clit." He whispered. She eased her right hand down and actually inserted two fingers into her pussy. The wet squishing noises made Ray's mouth water. He knew what that sweet pussy tasted like and he wanted to dive head first into it but he restrained himself as this time wasn't about what he wanted. Chelsea's moans were more insistent and her body was rocking side to side. "Are you going to cum?" She nodded, unable to voice anything but grunts and moans. "Then move the top fingers right down onto your clit and rub." Her erratic breath and staccato sounds told him that the last move had pushed her over the edge. Her mind was cascading warmly over the edge and falling in soft cotton. When she opened her eyes again Ray was sitting there with his mouth open. "I have never seen a girl masturbate before!" He sounded like a 6 year old on Christmas morning. She blushed and turned her face into the pillow. He quickly wrapped her in his arms. "That was sexiest thing I have seen yet". She revealed one eye to him. "Are you sure?" "Oh yeah!!!" he sang out.

It had been five years since that evening and she had continued to learn things about herself that she would have never know otherwise, most recently that she had learned that she was bisexual and liked women and now here she was standing with her hands poised at the buttons which secured a very lovely set of boobs in their cloth encasement. She leaned forward; her chin on Chance's shoulder. She could smell Chance's musky perfume mixed with her tropical shampoo and conditioner and it was heady. Briefly her mind wondered what kind of perfume Chance used. She giggled to herself, here she was about to embark on her first adventure with a woman and she was wondering what kind of perfume the girl used. Chance leaned back into her and just slightly thrust her chest out to meet Chelsea's hands. The soft weight of this petite woman was comforting against Chelsea's body. The guys were unusually quiet, almost respectfully so. Chelsea had always admired Chance's breasts...oh hell, she thought, lets be real honest. I haven't admired them, I want to suckle them. I want to touch them and see them move as I knead them. The first button almost twanged as it was released. The second button released the same and the whole top of Chance's lacy pink bra came into view. Buttons three, four and five were released and Chelsea couldn't remember it happening. Chance's soft flat tummy was exposed and Chelsea's fingertips grazed her skin as she reached to pull the blouse back. Chance sucked in her breath and dropped her head back onto Chelsea's neck and chest. Chelsea's knuckles ran along the skin covering the ribcage and up under Chance's arms as she repositioned to remove her blouse. The silky pastel blouse slid effortlessly down Chance's arms and onto the floor and the two women's bodies came into contact with one another. The soft lotioned and pampered skin of a woman was so different than the skin of a man. Chelsea and Chance just stood for a moment just savoring the sensations that their touching skin was giving them. The guys were agog because nothing like this had every happened to either of them before. The women moved apart and started to sit down. "Oh no, no, no" said Eric and Ray simultaneously. "The dare was to take off her blouse and kiss her neck!" "Are you refusing to finish the dare?" They grinned greedily. If Chelsea refused then they could ask anything of her and she would have to do it. That was the rules...or so they said. She was thinking that they were making the rules up as they went along but she was having fun. She moved over to Chance, facing her this time. Their eyes brushed past each other; they were slightly embarrassed but too turned on to really give credence to that feeling. Chelsea moved into that musky tropical zone again. She closed her eyes and lowered her face to Chance's hair and then pushed past. Her mouth contacted Chance where her neck flowed down into her shoulder. Chelsea kissed tentatively as first, one then two; then repeated kisses. Her mouth opened like a vampire and she nibbled softly. She wasn't really thinking per se, she was just letting her body do what she would want done to her. She heard a rumbling in Chance's throat and felt the air rush into Chance's lungs past her mouth. Chelsea felt Chance's body shiver in her arms as she leaned into Chelsea's mouth. Chance rolled her head away from Chelsea's mouth and exposed her neck to her like a victim in an old vampire movie. Small whimpers could barely be heard coming from Chances throat. Chelsea had transitioned from kisses to nibbles and bites and had her eyes closed. She was so involved in devouring Chance that she did not realize that Chance has pulled the front of her bra down and was kneading her own breasts and rolling her nipples. When Chelsea heard, the beginnings of an orgasm in Chance's voice her eyes fly open and she briefly stopped her erotic assault on Chance's neck. The groans and whimperings grew more insistent coming from Chance. Chelsea looked over Chance's shoulder into Ray's eyes with confusion. Ray made animated gestures for her to continue what she was doing to Chance and then he grinned and winked at her. She smiled and replaced her mouth on Chance's neck and just before she closed her eyes, she noticed that Chance's hands were down the front of her pants and she was dancing and grinding against her own hand. Chance's other hand latched onto the back of Chelsea's head and urged her to apply more pressure on her neck. Chelsea stopped kissing and teasing and bit down and sucked. She thought back to high school when she would make out with boys and they would send her home to momma with large welts and bruises on her neck from making out. Chelsea could tell that Chance was on the edge so she tentatively reached around and cupped Chance's smooth breasts. She brushed her palm across the nipples and Chance bucked her hips against her hand and released herself into a full-blown orgasm. Chance was sliding to her knees and Chelsea simply tried to control her fall so she wouldn't be hurt. The boys were gallantly rushing over to assist...wasn't that sweet of them, Chelsea thought dryly. Anything to get closer to the two almost naked women that were rubbing themselves all over each other. As the two women slumped to the floor Chance's body turned into Chelsea's so that Chance ended up cradled in Chelsea's arms. The women exchanged loving and gentle kisses. "Hey there sexy ladies, remember us?" Eric laughed. Chance exaggeratedly blinked her eyes as if she were clearing them, "Of course we do dear, what was your name again?" Each man settled in next to his own girl. The fellas were already naked but the ladies still had some of their clothes on...Chance jumped up, grabbing Chelsea's hand and dragging her up too. Chance ran over to the stereo and put on some music with a hard bump to it. She skipped back across the room to stand beside Chelsea facing the boys. When she glided to a stop beside Chelsea she whispered, "Let's strip for them and really get them worked into a lather!" Chelsea almost visibly gulped. She wasn't sure she could get naked in front of other people. Chance almost reading her mind leaned in and whispered, "You just made me cum in front of the boys, taking your clothes off will be no problem trust me." Chelsea swayed a little to the music. She moved her body in time to the pounding rhythm and just as she was ready to reach for her bra strap, she felt Chance run her hands over her body from behind and down over her tummy. Chelsea glanced at Ray to see what his reaction was. His mouth was hanging open and his eyes were getting that murky quality to them that they got when he was really turned on. Chance had some how unhooked Chelsea's bra and was still holding it in place and kissing at the boys. She would let it slip a little and then bring it back up. Finally, she let the bra slide down and off but the edge of it dragged across Chelsea's nipples causing her dancing body to almost falter. Chance spun Chelsea around and pressed up close to her. Chelsea knew she was supposed to return to favor...so she reached around Chance and found the hooks. Chance to advantage of the fact that their faces were so close and gently applied her lips to Chelsea's. Her kiss quickly became impassioned. Chelsea has unhooked the bra all the while returning the kiss. It wasn't easy mind you; she couldn't remember what she was supposed to do because her head was swirling with Chance's kiss. Chelsea let the bra fall away and used her arms to hide Chances breasts from the boys. She moved her head and neck down Chance's chest and as her arms moved down with her body the tits came into view and the left nipple disappeared into Chelsea's mouth. Chelsea's hands found the waistband of Chance's jeans and almost ripped them off. Chance was trying desperately to get them down and off and still not break contact with Chelsea's mouth on her breast. A pair of rough hands held Chance by the waist and the pants were pulled free, the panties were simply ripped away from her body. Chance opened her eyes and saw her husband kneeling next to Chelsea assisting Ray to get Chelsea's pants off as well. When all four of them were piled on, the floor Chelsea and Chance groped and kiss whatever body part of the others happened to be near their mouths. Chance felt a familiar mouth on her inner thighs. Eric had taken his place at his wife's pussy but he wasn't there alone. He was joined by soft sensual hands and mouth. Chelsea kissed the upper thighs, belly of Chance, scrunched lower, and lower until she was directly in line with Chance's pussy. She gave small kisses and licks at first but Chance was impatient and pushed Chelsea's face into her crotch. She had been fore played enough since the beginning of the evening and she wanted a hot girls tongue on her pussy NOW! Eric chuckled, "Chels, Hun, you will get used to that. She is pretty much a spoiled brat when it comes to sex." "She wants what she wants, when she wants it and there isn't much that could get in the way of her getting what ever it is that she wants. I wouldn't fight it; I would just go with it." So with complete abandon Chelsea began to lick her first pussy. She wasn't sure how to go about it so she just mimicked the actions that she loved for Ray to do to her. It seemed to be working fine because Chance's thighs were clamping and unclamping around her head and every so often, during the unclamping, she could hear Chance vocalizing her orgasm. When Chance peaked, Chelsea could appreciate all the work that Ray had put into pleasing her. Her neck was aching just a little and the side of her head hurt where Chance had basically ridden her face to orgasms by clamping her thighs tight on Chelsea's head. However, it was well worth it, Chance's glistening pussy was leaking juice and it was smeared all over Chelsea's face. Chelsea was lapping it up as fast as she could so as not to waste any. Ray took her face in his hands and kissed her. It turned her on to think that Ray tasted Chance as well while kissing her. The guys fell into their respective women. They worshipped the bodies of these vixens with their tongues and hands. Side by side, the men put the ladies on their backs and raised their legs up over their shoulders. As the men were poised to initiate their first thrust of the evening, the women touched each other. The tip the cock met the lips of the pussy and gently nudged them to the side. Inch by inch the cocks disappeared inside the hot pink holes. After the truth and dare game, the strip show, and finally the girl on girl action the boys were not going to last long. But then again the women didn't really want them to, having another woman is nice and it feels oh so good but there is no replacement for a hot cock in the pussy. The boys ram rodded their women with abandon, urged on by the dirty talk the women were giving to them. "Don't hold back baby," they whispered, "just let yourself go." "I want you to fuck me hard and fast!" "Give me a good pounding."

Eric was the first to release his load inside his wife, he grunted and the sound of skin slapping hard together heralded his orgasm. Chance pulled him close, whispering sweet dirty talk in his ear. Ray was not far behind, Chelsea had reached down and was clawing at his ass when it was on a down stroke...the scratching was driving him over the edge and when he came, she did too, screaming like a banshee. Ray cradled her and kissed on her gently until her eyes opened and she smiled and snuggled into him. It had been a learning experience tonight. She hoped there would be more like it very soon!