[Exhibitionist] Class in Recreational Sex: The Intercourse Course

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The story below is fantasy, except for the first seven paragraphs below, which are factual as written. After that, the story becomes fiction. You'll know when it starts getting crazy.)

On a certain beach near Hana on the windward coast of Maui, my wife and I were soaking up the sun and enjoying the surf. A few other people were on the small beach, mostly couples and some families with children. About 20 people in all, everyone naked.

The female partner of a twenty-something couple came over with her camera and asked us to help with taking vacation photos of the two of them. Of course! So we went to the edge of the rocks and took several shots. Most were full frontal nudes, standing or sitting, with their arms around each other. They explained that they were on their honeymoon. The full nude pictures were for themselves, but they also had us take several that hid their pubic areas and her breasts, by strategic placement of hands, legs, or the branches of the one small tree on the beach. These would be for showing to relatives, or, maybe to future children. My wife and I took turns with their camera, and after reviewing the dozen or so shots, they were satisfied, thanked us, and went back to their own towels.

Toward the end of the day, people started leaving, all except for four women. Once there were no children, the same couple came to us again and asked if we would take a few more photos, only these would be more daring. Sure; why not! We moved all our towels and gear to a more secluded cove, just around the rocks from the main beach. These poses were explicit: fingers inside her pussy, or her hand around his dick, or the tip of his dick just inside the lips of her pussy, doggy style and cowgirl position, forward and reverse. Him licking her, she taking him in her mouth. Some sixty-nine. No close-ups of body parts; just full-body with faces. Not fucking, but just barely penetrating if at all, and with both of them smiling at the camera. Then a few with it all the way in, each followed by one taken just at the moment his dick pulled away, to show her pussy still open, and their shared wetness. We did many retakes of this particular pose, until we finally got a shot showing a strand of fluid stretching between them. In that final photo, they are smiling (as in all the photos), but the shiny string of juices connecting them, along with their grins, really made this one the ‘money shot’. My wife and I then took a short walk to the next cove to give the honeymooners time to take care of the sexual needs they had built up by posing.

Joining them again, we learned they were pleased with their pictures, so we handed them our camera so we’d have own special photos to take home.

Once our camera was turned on us, we just carried on they way we usually do at a nude beach: hugging, kissing, posing singly or together, lying on the sand, frolicking in the surf, climbing on the rocks. Lots of touching and some nipple play and ass grabbing. My wife has exceptionally long, prominent nipples, but today they seemed even more erect than usual. After we ran out of the usual tame poses, we went for more explicit:

Me kneeling behind her, looking out from between her legs. Or her with my soft dick resting on her face. Several imitating famous paintings. Some with her stretching her pussy lips into different shapes, to mimic the smile on her face. (Neither the young bride nor my wife was smooth shaven; each had a neatly-trimmed bush.) Some shots of us climbing the rocks, with the camera looking up from behind and below. In these, she’s smiling back at the camera while her legs are wide open across the rocks, giving a nice view of the smooth underside of her pussy. (The similar view of me is not so appealing!)

In every picture, we’re smiling at the camera or at each other, wearing only sandals and wedding rings, and sometimes hat or sunglasses. But my favorite is a series of her bent at the waist, smiling back at the camera and revealing a beautiful view of her nice ass, cute little asshole, and again the hairless underside of her pussy, her legs spread a little more with each snap, to just barely show her slightly protruding clitoris. Lots of pink here! In these shots her smile is priceless, although it's not the first thing you notice.

After taking so many shots of us, the newly-weds suggested that maybe we’d like to have some photos of ourselves fucking. My wife and I agreed, but secretly decided to play a little game: we made them think that in our many years of marriage, we knew only a couple of positions, and they’d have to coach us through some additional ones to make the pictures more interesting. We would play dumb, and let them ‘instruct’ us.

They led us through several poses, not actively fucking as in stroking in and out, but rather putting it in and holding it there for the camera, then withdrawing and going on to some other position. (This photography was stills, not video, so no motion was needed.) We didn’t really call this fucking; it was just arranging cock into pussy for the camera. Slide it in, click, slide it out. No humping. This was good, because although my wife got a few orgasms, I would have been good for only one or two and then be too soft for any additional 'instruction’.

When we got to reverse cowgirl, we kept making like my dick was slipping out, until finally, in frustration, the young bride used her hands to force it up into place, then had to instruct my wife how to slide down onto me (the newlyweds on their hands and knees trying to fit us together, and both of us playing dumb the whole time!). And when we got to ‘doggy’, my wife, on all fours with her butt in the air, feigned complete ignorance and asked the young groom to use his fingers to hold her pussy open while his bride steered me in. This was ‘hands-on' training! “Oh, so that’s how you do it!”

We’d fucked on beaches before, but now being under the close supervision of these young newlyweds added another dimension. For me, the hottest aspect of all this was that for the whole hour or so, with an raging hard-on I was on the verge of coming but held off by not stroking. Whenever we fuck for real, of course it’s all over after one or two orgasms, but today we were ‘learning new positions’, not going for orgasms. That meant we had to hold out for an extended period, resulting in me erect and throbbing, and her open and wet the whole time. A prolonged sexual high! Frustrating but titillating.

Also, instead of an internet audience, we had a live one. I mentioned earlier that this late in the afternoon most of the other beachgoers had left—but not all! The four women who remained wandered around to our cove to see what was going on. While we were engaged in yet another innovative but unusual acrobatic configuration of our bodies that still somehow allowed my dick to be inside her pussy (I think the inside of her knee was somehow around my neck), they even asked us whether we were making a porn movie or training for an Olympic event! We explained the honeymoon pictures, and about how we decided to get private pictures of ourselves as well. The bride told them she just couldn’t understand that this older couple (us) only knew intercourse a few boring ways, and therefore she had to teach us some new positions to make the photos more interesting. Well, at that, the four new women, once they realized we were going to continue fucking, or at least penetrating, described some of their own favorite configurations, so we got to try those, too.

By now the four women had figured out the deception we were putting over on the newlyweds, joined our ruse, and took active parts in further ‘instructing’ us.

We were the only ones ‘fucking’, although as I explained before, I don’t really think positioning my dick inside her c*nt long enough for the camera qualifies as fucking, since we weren’t moving in and out, and no climax was sought. I think a better term would be 'coupling’, like plugging in electrical cords, or hooking up railroad cars. Plug it in, click, Unplug; next position; Plug it in, click, Unplug. We had plenty of help assuming new poses, with lots of hands on us, moving one leg this way, turning my wife that way, or guiding my dick in when I couldn’t see it.

This was sheer pleasure for both of us. In all our previous beach fucks, we had always been off by ourselves, although anyone who wanted to could come closer and watch (and there always seemed to be a lot who did!) But this time we had this small group at close quarters, suggesting various positions, rearranging our arms and legs. All this time we're making eye contact with the camera and our ‘teachers', discussing the ins and outs(!) of our coupling, and making believe this was all new to us. To keep up the ruse, we asked several times if we were doing it correctly! Wow, did we ever act dumb!

When my wife fucks, she prefers to be on her side, on her back, or sitting up, so she can talk with whoever is at hand. And we both like it if the view of her pussy is not covered by my body, and that my dick is visible entering her. So for beach fucks we usually go for sideways with me entering her pussy from behind, or else either of the cowgirl positions, or a version we privately call the ‘cross-fuck’: We’re both on our backs, one of her legs is spread out to one side, I lie under her spread leg, perpendicular to her with both my legs around her other leg. By lifting my hip up a little, I have easy entrance into her pussy. My hands are free to fondle her breasts and pussy, hers are free to play with her clit. The view of my dick going in and out of her is unobstructed, and since we’re both looking up we can easily converse with each other and with anyone sho comes by.

So we let our “teachers” show us how to do these ‘new’ positions! My dick got handled a lot by our mentors (as if I didn't know what to do with it!), as any one of the women stuffed it into my wife’s pussy. It’s one thing to fuck within sight of strangers, but carrying on a casual conversation with them while you’re fucking takes it to a whole new level, especially if you’re discussing how you’re fucking! My wife loves to talk while she fucks, especially to strangers and bystanders, which sometimes includes friends. We are not swingers; we just like to fuck each other, don’t have a problem with nudity, and enjoy displaying our pleasure to others. We'd each had plenty of experience with others before we met. This sex was strictly between the two of us. Usually, she’s the one doing most of the talking, and today was very much to her liking.

With six pairs of hands fussing over our naked bodies, we went through lots of ‘new’ ways to fuck.

We asked for more ‘practice’ with the reverse cowgirl position, so they told us to get in position. With me lying on my back, one of the girls kneeling and holding my cock straight up, one kneeling on the other side to keep my wife’s pussy lips open, the other two guided her down onto my cock. So now she was sitting on my cock with her backside toward me. From experience, we found we can do this on any nude beach. It looks like she’s just sitting on my stomach, which she can explain to the Beach Patrol even while my dick is inside her! If she’s facing me, we can play ‘Patty-Cake’ with our hands, and nobody suspects we’re having a slow fuck. This time we were in ‘Reverse Cowgirl’.

At about this time, with the sun getting lower on the horizon, three fully dressed young men came into view and approached us. We couldn’t tell if they were undercover cops, underage, or what they might be up to. My wife, being the tease that she is, and a little breathless because of my cock inside her said to the rest of us:

“Let me do the talking, since I’m the most vulnerable here; I can talk and fuck at the same time without letting on. It’s okay to be naked on this beach, but it’s not okay to fuck. All of us are naked, which is okay, but my husband and I are fucking, which is not okay. If they’re cops, I’ll put this towel over my husband’s legs and they’ll think I’m just sitting here but I’ll secretly have his dick inside me. If they’re not yet 18, I’ll just send them on their way. If they’re 18 or older, I just might give them a show. I don’t even know your names yet, so if I make up names for you, just go along with it. And play along with me, we’re going to have some fun no matter what. I’ll maintain my lady-like demeanor and still keep my husband’s dick inside me the whole time. If my story gets crazy, just play along, just remember I have a cock inside me and that might make me say crazy things. I don’t know what I’m gonna say, so just help me out as I go along. If I can keep my husband’s cock inside me the whole time, you each owe me a beer.”

We all agreed.

As the three guys got closer, we could see they were too young to be cops. Getting close enough to speak, one said:

“Nice bod. Got any beer? What’s going on?”

In her best authoritative voice, my very naked wife answered the three fully dressed young men:

“Thanks, I’m glad you like my body. But first, how old are you guys?”

“We all just turned 18, and are starting college this fall.”

Now that she established that they were of age, my ever-capricious and very brazen wife decided to mess with their heads. In a more relaxed voice she went on:

“OK then, as long as you’re over eighteen. Now to answer your questions, no beer, and what we’re doing is we’re getting ready to fuck. But you have to be 18 if you want to watch us fuck.”

With that, she leaned back a little and pointed to the dick inside her, and gave a few up and down motions. They are stunned.

“Wow! Are you kidding? Are you really going to fuck? Is it okay if I say, uh, er, ah, is it alright if I say ‘fuck’? And do we have to leave? How are you going to fuck like that? I thought you had to face each other, or at least the girl would be on all fours. I’ve only seen people fuck online.”

“No, I’m not kidding, we really are going to fuck, and no, you don’t have to leave unless you’re supposed to be home for dinner. And yes I can fuck this way, I can fuck lots of ways. And this isn’t the internet, this is real. And yes, you may say ‘fuck’. If you're gonna to stay and watch us fuck, then sit down here in front of me so we can talk while I'm fucking."

“I can’t believe it. You’re so beautiful. We can see your tits! You’re beautiful and naked and you showed us there's a cock inside you. And you told us you’re going to fuck. And we're getting to see you fuck. And we’re getting to see between your legs. I’ve never seen that before. Between a girl’s legs, I mean.”

Now that she realized just how naive these fellows were, she decided to have some real fun. Casually pulling on her nipples, licking her lips, lifting her tits, swinging her legs further apart, slowly rubbing her vulva, and tasting her own juices, occasionally sliding up and down on my cock, and making a point to breath extra hard, she continued:

“This is a college-level class. It’s called Recreational Sex, but some people call it the Intercourse Course, and I lead it. You have to pay attention. We begin with some lecture material then quickly progress to actual sex, which is obviously what we’re doing now, fucking. The fucking is my part. I fuck all the students. This is my staff. We’re only naked when we work, and we work every day, which means we’re naked every day. This is my staff. Each morning we start with 24 students, give the lectures, which Susan over there with the big hair between her legs does, then we do the demos and then I fuck. Susan uses Amanda, the one with the bare pussy, for pointing out features of the anatomy, because Amanda’s lack of hair makes it easier for our students to examine what’s between her legs. But Susan has to keep hair on her own pussy because she’s one of your State Senators and shouldn't be seen completely naked when she’s photographed for the newspapers. All she has to do for public appearances or election rallies is put an arm across her tits, because her pussy is already covered. The young one with the perky tits is Sarah, she’s in charge of recruiting new students. To do this, she sets up her table at shopping centers and in front of grocery stores or at trade fairs or on street corners. She has special permission from the Island Government to be naked while she’s recruiting. Right now she’s holding a camera, in case we decide to put this course online. The one with a book is Louise, she manages the lists of students, the list of fucking positions, and also manages foreplay.”

“What’s foreplay?”

“It’s anything a girl likes before you fuck her. And Jane, the one with the really wide smile, helps Louise by giving blowjobs in case a student isn’t hard when it’s time for him to fuck me. You guys know what a blowjob is—Good. And Seth over there, with the hard-on you could hang your laundry from, is here as Security and also helps out with certain other jobs. It takes a lot of good people to run this class, but I do all the fucking. We’re each married, and our husbands have well-paying jobs so we can do this. Each day we start with 24, but if we get an early start we can do a few more; that’s why we have a waiting list and sometimes we even take walk-ins. In fact, Sundays we don’t use a list at all; we just take walk-ins all day. I’m usually exhausted after that.”

“So, like you have recruiting and blowjobs, and anatomy lessons, and lectures. What’s your part?”

“I fuck.”

“You fuck?”

“Yes, just like I’m doing now, see? Notice the dick inside me, as we speak. I fuck. I’m fucking now. That’s what I do. Yes I do fuck. You can’t have a sex course without fucking.”

“You mean you just fuck? Like, if there are 24 guys here in one day, you, like, fuck all 24 of them, without any help? One after the other, just line them up and fuck them? Just you, not these other women, too, like they don’t do any of the fucking? That’s a lot for one person!”

“Oh, no, 24 is nothing. Before starting this course, I would do that many while reading a book or watching a movie, that is, until the ushers caught me and made me fuck them too. As we developed the course over the years, we women all took turns doing the fucking to see which one could handle the lab part of the course the best. I turned out to be the best at fucking, so I do all the labs, which means all the fucks. By the way, guys, ‘labs’ is a nickname for pussy lips, you have to learn that in this class. Here, see mine?”

“I see them. Your labs are very pretty. They look so soft. But, about the fucking, I didn’t know people could fuck that much.”

“People can, and I do. Twenty-four isn’t so many, actually, I fucked a little over 40 today. I think the one before the one I'm fucking now was Number 42 or so. Who has the clipboard? Louise? What number was that? You say 48? okay, then this is 49 in me now, so we’re almost at 50 for today. Not bad for one day, considering we got a late start and Seth massaged my pussy about a dozen fucks ago. I don’t think that’s too many. I like to fuck. But yes, to answer your earlier question, I just fuck.”

“This is amazing. There’s a guy under you right now, who is he? Can you really fuck him that way?”

Note: The guy under her is me, her husband. She never does introduce me as such—just that day’s Number 49. The three young men are sitting in the sand, with her tits, open pussy, and the face and mouth generating all this unbelievable talk squarely in front of them and just an arm's reach away. They can’t really see me too well since I’m under her, she’s straddled over me with her butt on my stomach, legs wide, facing away from me and leaning back on her elbows. I can’t see her pussy or my dick inside her, but they can. She leans back even more to show them more of both my dick and her pussy. Except for my dick, they probably wonder if I’m even really there. One guy gets up and comes around behind her to see, and also to survey her ass. He gawks at me and I give him a thumbs up.

“Oh, there’s a guy under me now? That must mean I’m fucking. I got distracted talking with you guys, but now that you mention it, yes, I guess I must be fucking. Let’s look in my pussy now to see if there’s a dick in there. If we find one then that means I’m fucking. Wow! What do you know! We found it. I thought I could feel a dick inside me, so now we know—I am indeed fucking! Thanks fellows, for telling me I had a guy under me. Good thing we found it, or we’d have to look around for another dick to put in me. Anyway, I’ll just use this one. And yes, I can fuck him in this position. Sometimes I go to a special school to learn new positions, but on the first day they’ll only let me fuck my husband and then after I wear him out they have about twenty of their teachers for me to learn new positions from. You get a Doctor of Phuckology degree there, Fuck spelled with a PH, so it's a real PhD. Anyway, I don’t know who this guy under me is, but he has a good dick. We already figured out he’s Number 49 for the day, the last one on today’s waiting list. I’ll spread my lips a little so you can see better—see? he really is here. And while my c*nt has your attention, the next course openings [at this point she laughs at her own joke, pointing to her spread pussy] might be tomorrow so if you’re interested, give your names to my assistants to get on the list but meanwhile, you’re welcome to observe and take notes now. Just pay attention to how we move, because we’re about to start actively fucking, as opposed to me just sitting her mounted on a penis. What do you fellows know about sex? Do you have girlfriends? Have you ever fucked? How about seeing girls naked?”

“Yes, ma’am, we have girlfriends. We do a lot of stuff with them, but none of us have gone all the way. Some of our girlfriends let us see them their bras, but that’s about all. And once there was a fire drill in the gym and the girls who were in the showers had to run out onto the field, but they grabbed their towels. We did see some of their pussies, but they weren’t as pretty as yours.”

“Well, thanks about my pussy, I’m glad you like it. Stick around and I’ll show you what it’s for. Anyway, I’ll tell you about the class we teach, you’d better pay attention. You might learn something here. As we said, the course is called Recreational Sex. I started it about 15 years ago when I was 27, and we’ve been holding classes almost every day since then.”

“Hey! Fifteen years? A while ago you said you fuck fifty a day. That’s a few thousand a year, I’m going to be a math major, so I know that 15 years would give you maybe a million or so! Have you really fucked a million times? Can anyone really have that much sex? You must really like to fuck.”

“Yes I do like to fuck. As for the numbers, maybe not quite a million. Maybe a few less. The average is more like 30 or 40 a day, not 50. Fifty is the max, although every Summer Solstice, June twenty-first, we go from dawn to dusk, and last year on that day I did 305, all walk-ins, but I was sure to give my husband the first fuck, before he had to get to his own job. The TV stations were there for that and we raised a lot of money for all the high schools. We take time off for vacations, and twice I took a year off to have kids, and I’ve never been unfaithful to my husband, because fucking on the job is not cheating. And yes it is possible for a woman to fuck that much. Women, yes; guys, no. That’s why I like being a woman—I can fuck fuck fuck all day, and, as you can see, I usually do. Some day when you find a job you like and that you’re good at, you’ll want to do that job a lot. My job is fucking, I like to fuck, I’m good at it, so I do it a lot.”

“You really have kids? Do they know you go naked and that you fuck all the time, and that you show your tits?”

“Yes, Sarah over there, the young one whose nice tits I pointed out earlier is my daughter. She and I don’t look too much alike, but everyone says she’s got my tits. Hers are still firmer than mine but guys seem to like my nipples better. What do you think? Once in a while she fills in for me, like if I want to go home at lunchtime to fuck my husband, but mostly she’s on the road recruiting. Sometimes at recruiting events she gives samples. And you've already met Seth. He's my son. Sometimes if my pussy and hips gets too sore from fucking, I'll take a short break to get one of his great massages. He uses his hands to relax my pussy if it gets too tense.”

“Whoa! You have a son, and he comes here and sees you naked? And he touches your pussy? Your son? Like, you're his mom? And if he's here he can see you fucking all these guys? And see your tits? His mom's tits? And you can see your son’s hard-on? I would die if my mom say me with a hard-on.”

“Yes, of course, to all of that. He sees me naked, he touches my pussy, he’s my son, I’m his mom, he sees me fucking lots of guys, he sees my tits, and I see his hard-on.”

“But then he sees you fucking. He watches his mom fuck. I’m going crazy. I can’t believe you let your kids watch you fuck. And be naked. They would see your tits. And he probably gets a hard-on seeing you naked, and then you see that.”

“Yes my kids do watch me fuck, that’s how they learned to fuck. And yes, he does get a hard-on seeing his mother naked, just like you probably would. Haven’t you ever seen your mother naked?”

“Eeeuww, noooo! I’d rather hang myself! I don’t want to see my mother naked!”

“I’ll bet she looks nice without clothes on. She’s probably about the same age as me, and you are drooling all over me. She probably has very nice tits and a beautiful pussy she might even shave it so you could see her slit, where your dad puts his dick.”

“Can we change the subject? I don’t want to think of my mother naked. And I don’t want my parents to fuck, even if they do. Let’s just talk about your tits. Like, you have really nice tits. And legs, too.”

“I’m glad you like my tits, they’re probably a lot like your mom’s. Think of hers when you look at mine.”

“STOP!!” [Eyes closed, hands over ears]

“Okay, then, we'll talk about my tits, the ones you can see now, if you’ll open your eyes. That’s better. It's okay to stare, as long as you have permission, and you do. Guys really like to kiss them and play with them. I’ll keep talking about my tits so you don’t have to think about how nice your mom’s tits might be. Look at my nipples, see how they point straight out? They're like this most of the time, but especially when I get ready to fuck, so keep watching them because pretty soon I’m going to start really fucking. Still talking about my tits, so you don’t have to think about your mom’s tits, I don’t wear a bra, so even when I wear clothes I can feel my nipples pushing and rubbing against the fabric, and that makes them even stiffer, which turns me on, which makes my pussy wet—that’s another topic we cover in this class. Most days I don’t wear anything. But when I meet a new person in a social situation, like at a party at the Governor’s Residence or a church social or chaperoning a high school prom where I have to wear clothes I let them put their hand up inside my muumuu and feel a tit. To me, it’s like shaking hands—‘Glad to meet you, would you like to feel my tit?’ I have some pretty Hawaiian muumuus, cut very short specially for me. Just long enough to barely cover my butt, and my pussy is almost covered, but usually not. Same with the legs, especially if I’m wearing heels like at a formal event. I never wear panties, so it's easy for anyone to stroke the insides of my legs and my pussy, especially since the the muumuu is short enough to leave it mostly bare. And if they stand behind me just right, they can just reach under my bare butt and slip a couple of fingers inside my c*nt, which is usually wet. Last week at a library fundraiser two different guys, one in front and one in back, both had their hands up inside my pussy, until they each felt the other’s fingers. It felt great to me, especially since we were all in the same conversation. Their wives were standing right there talking with us but never even knew what was going on! The Governor invites me to all their receptions, but I like chaperoning the proms the best.”

“So do you always let anybody who happens to be on the beach watch you fuck, like us right now? And seeing you naked? My mom would kill me if I ever went naked, and she’d ground me for good if she found out I was looking at a girl’s tits.”

“Well, first, thanks for calling me a girl, and you may look at my tits all you want. Just knowing you're looking at them makes my nipples stiffer. Keep watching and maybe you'll see them get harder and longer. I’ve told you how old I am, but even so, guys keep wanting to fuck me. They like the way I look when I'm getting ready to fuck, which is most of the time. Some jobs you have to wear a uniform. If your job is to fuck, and in order to fuck you have to be naked, then your uniform for fucking is no clothes. Right now I’m properly dressed for fucking. Anyone who happens to see me, once they figure out what my job is, realizes I’m in uniform. All over the world, this is the uniform for fucking. Sometimes we put a little sign out, that says WE’RE FUCKING, in case they can’t tell. That makes it legal, and parents know to keep their kids away. Right now I and the other women are naked because this happens to be a nude beach. If we were in some other location, say a college auditorium or a football field or the county fair or the State Capitol Building, they’d still be assisting me but they’d be clothed, while I and the guy I’m fucking would be the only ones nude. After fucking me, the guy would get his clothes back on, but I’d stay nude the whole time. Staying naked makes it easier to go from fuck to fuck, more efficient that way. I have a certificate from the government for that, just like Sarah does. It’s a federal program to promote efficiency”

“I think I’m falling in love with you.”

“Why, thank you, young man. But someday you’ll fall in love with a nice girl your own age, and you’ll be very happy. I’m old enough to be your mother. Look over there at my daughter Sarah. She’s more your age. She’s naked and she fucks, which is what I think you like about me right now. But even if she fucks you, say at one of her recruiting events, she has a husband to go home to.”

[These guys’ eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and staring at her more closely, mostly at her nipples. Also, I notice that our other accomplices, the newlyweds and the four women, are staring at my wife, just incredulous at the stuff she’s making up, and that these three young men are soaking it right up. All this time, she’s sitting there naked on top of me, with my dick still inside her. I don’t know how she can casually make up all this BS, but she keeps right on rolling…]

“I hope you guys are getting something out of this. You know, we don’t do this for just anybody, it’s only for people who sign up to fuck me.”

“So, how much does it cost to take your class?”

“Oh, we don’t take money. It’s nice when you tip my staff, but for me you just put your dick in and fuck me until we have an orgasm.”

“Putting my dick in you sounds exciting. What’s an orgasm?”

“You just keep watching, maybe you’ll see one, and maybe even hear it, or even smell it. Your girlfriends will certainly want you to know about orgasms. As for putting your dicks in me, first you have a lot more to learn. Now, guys, it’s time that Number 49 and I got fucking, rather than just lying here with our parts connected talking with you. You may stay and try to learn something, maybe you guys will get to put those dicks in me tomorrow. We’d take you as walk-ins tonight but I’ve got a church meeting later this evening. Now, gentlemen, come closer, it’s time for me and 49 here [pointing to my penis in her pussy] to start fucking. That means we’re going to start moving up and down, and maybe even start yelling and screaming, so don’t be frightened. But, before 49 and I get going all-out wild with this fuck, we're first going to show you a few other positions I've learned recently, at that Phuckology place where I got my PhD, maybe you've seen some of them online. And when we get to the final fucking position, that’s when we’re going to really fuck, as that part is the final exam for the class.”

That said, my wife and I disengaged from Reverse Cowgirl. She stood up to face them directly, like a school teacher, thrust her chest at them, and paced back and forth as they remained seated on the sand. She briefly reviewed the major topics in the course: Anatomy, Fondling, Conversation, Foreplay, Finger Play, Cunnilingus, Fellatio, Sex Toys, Intercourse, The Orgasm, and, finally, Orgasm Aftershocks. Then she and I demonstrated a quick penetration for each of the other positions we'd been ‘taught' that afternoon. Some of their comments while watching us:

“Could you please press your tits together?” “Can you lift your other leg higher so we can see underneath?” “Er, ah, Mister 49, sir, could you, ah, move your hand out of the way so we can see her tits?” “Does that hurt?” “I’m still in love with you.”

She asked the three guys what they'd seen on the internet or heard about from their friends, and then let them "direct" us getting into those. They'd seen ‘Doggie’ online, and wanted to position us for that. Same routine as with the newlyweds earlier in the afternoon. No touching private parts, but we did let them move our arms and legs. They were really fascinated with the new view my wife’s ass presented, and kept circling around behind her. Finally, on all fours, legs spread, ass in the air, she said over her shoulder:

“Boys, I see you trying to get a look at my butt, but I can tell you there’s a lot more to see if you’ll quit trying to sneak a peek and take the time to really see what’s back there. Before Penis 49 mounts me, I want you to get directly behind, down on your hands and knees, maybe one at a time, and look straight in. Try to imagine all the places where a penis could go in. Seth, be a darling and come over here and point out what they’re seeing. Start with my asshole—we have to call it an ‘anus’ in this class—and move forward. Make sure they understand it’s the same pussy they’ve been looking at all evening, just from a different angle. You might have to spread my lips apart a little so they’ll recognize it, although they’ll be seeing it upside down. And so you don’t block their view, stand over me one leg on each side, bend yourself over my butt and hold my outer labs open, that way they’ll be able to see inside. Tell me when you need me to spread wider. And no breathing on my asshole—you know what that does to me!”

They got their look, and breathlessly commented:

“Wow! This is the coolest thing we’ve ever seen, ever! When Seth holds you open, I can look straight into you, maybe all the way up to your throat or something. And your tits! They look so much different now. They look like they’re begging to have some hands holding them up, or be sucked. I’m coming around front to see them some more. They’re beautiful this way! I want so badly to fuck you! Can I fuck you now, just for a minute?”

“I’m so thrilled you want to fuck me—that’s a compliment to any woman. But you can’t fuck me until you first sign up, and then you have to complete all the lectures. I think you’ll be ready tomorrow, that’s when you can all three put your dicks in me. And, guys, I’m glad you’ve discovered another use for a woman’s breasts, but in this class we’re not concerned with that. Here we use them for pleasure. And if you think they’re interesting now, what till that penis starts ramming me, like right now!”

That was my signal to mount from behind and begin with a few slow strokes. Once we got a steady rhythm going, their heads actually moved from side to side following the swinging motion of my wife’s tits, just like in the cat videos on YouTube. But we didn’t keep it up for long, had to get on to the next position. Then it was time to get down to business. My dick was aching from not yet being allowed to come, her pussy was hungry, and we really wanted to get to the ‘final exam’.

“Okay, fellows, demo time is over, now we get to the real fucking.”

With that, we snapped into our own totally exhibitionist ‘Cross-fuck’ position, drawing gasps from the newlyweds; they hadn’t seen us do this before! Our audience of nine gathers around, sitting in the sand with the three young men again getting the front-row places. As before, they’re just an arm’s reach from the center of attraction, but this time there should be a lot more action.

“You mean you’re really going to really fuck, right here, with us watching? And now your pussy is right up here in our faces and your legs are split out really wide like in girls’ gym class only your pussy is naked and we can see his dick going in! Not just sitting there naked like your were before, but now really humping and stuff like that? Are you going to be like, go all the way, like when after you finish fucking either you light up a cigarette the way they do in the movies, or the scene goes dark and they wake up the next morning? Really? That’s cool! I like seeing your pussy like this. It’s like it’s breathing by itself! And it’s naked!”

“Well, you just keep an eye on that pussy! And yes, we are going to fuck, and as we fuck I’m going to tell you to watch for certain things, until I can’t talk any more and maybe even pass out. Remember, I’m giving you a preview for a college-level course and I might use technical terms, like ‘intercourse’, which means fucking. As preparation for this class please note especially the swelling of this penis—this one right here, the one inside me, this could be you tomorrow, watch while I give it a few strokes, that’s one of the topics we cover in class—and watch the color of my labia—remember, that means pussy lips—changing. Hey, Seth, be a dear and come over here and smooth your mother's pubes out again so these fellows can watch my lips change color again. Maybe I’ll shave there in the morning so tomorrow you can all see it better without having to push the pubes aside, would you three rather see my c*nt bare? Then I’d be really naked, like Amanda over there! It really looks nice when it's smooth and wet. Now note the pulsing of my clitoris—guys, you’d better learn what a clitoris, sometimes called a clit, is. Seth, be a good son and stretch the hood back a bit so they can see my clit better with the dick inside me. While you're there massage it just a little. A little gentler, do it soft like Dad showed you on Sarah. There, ooh, that’s better. Show the guys that it’s this little pink button right here, see, right above where the dick goes in, so guys, take a good look at mine while Seth strokes it a little, and watch it grow and maybe get bigger and darker—now look up here at the tightness of my nipples when we start moving, which will be right now, because my clitoris will explode soon and I can feel from my student’s penis throbbing inside me right now that he’s getting a little thicker. Okay, Seth, that's enough for now, I don't want to come too soon. Fellows, Seth is just learning, he needs to practice on his sister some more. Can you see my clit changing now?”

“Yes, we can see it. It looks different from the pictures in our biology book. Yours is much prettier, and now it’s getting wetter.”

“First my legs and tits, and now you like my clit, too? I think you just like seeing me naked, and that’s why you think you’re falling in love with me. Or maybe it’s because you're watching me as I fuck. Keep watching the clit, but don’t forget to check my tits and face. Everything about me will change. I can actually feel this dick growing inside me now, that’s a lot better, he’s big. You know, guys with small penises sometimes have really good tongues. Ah! That’s so they have at least one way to keep a woman happy—we cover that topic in another, uh, part of the course, you get to lick the pussies of all of us girls, that’s six pussies you need to lick, to see how different we each smell and taste—that’s called cunnilingus, and girls really like it, which reminds me, my c*nt is aching to be licked!”

Just then, she surprised us all by pushing me off, or out, or whatever, and pulls my face onto her spread pussy.

“Before we do any more fucking, we’re going to show you something your girlfriends will really want you to know. Right now, 49 is eating me. I like this just before my orgasm—more on orgasms later. He’s licking my clitoris and sticking his tongue as far up my c*nt as it will go. This is why when my husband comes down to the beach I always fuck him first, because if he has time to eat my pussy before leaving for his office, he licks out only his own cum and not the cum of everybody who’s dick will be in there later that day. You know what ‘cum’ is? Good. Just think, Number 49 here is now licking out the cum of the 48 guys who have already fucked me today!”

“Wow!!”

In less than a minute, she pushes my head away, and calls on the four women for help wrestle us back into the ‘cross-fuck’ position and we resume fucking.

“—oh good, now he’s throbbing. moving in and out. pussy gets really wet when someone eats it. makes a lot of juice, see how slick?”

“Whoa! She’s talking funny. Is this what a girl does when she fucks?!”

"Well, that's what this girl does when she fucks."

"Your tits are bouncing and your nipples are sticking way out like bullets, and you’re squirting something out from, er, ah, from between your legs!”

"Look, it’s okay to call it a pussy, or you can say c*nt or tw*t, or crack, box, or slit, quim, or hole, or whatever. But just remember the vagina is inside where you can’t see but where my 49th dick of the day is now, and the vulva is the outside part that you can see. When 49 pulls out look up inside my vagina. stays open after dick comes out, but be fast, before it snaps shut. And yeah, the juice, running out and all over the place— makes the fucking nicer! Don’t fuck your girlfriend until she makes juice. Eat her first, like you just saw. Seth covers that part of the course, a whole separate topic. Hey!! getting close, and so is the dick. Guys, ya know what an orgasm is?”

“Yes, I think I’m getting one in my pants right now! My mom will kill me!”

“That’s okay. I like that you’re coming by watching me. Sometimes we call having an orgasm 'coming'. If you come in your pants now, just remember tomorrow we like for you to show up hard. Jane give blow job if not hard. almost at my orgasm now, feel like I’m flying, moving in and out, from tip just inside me to pushes all the way, almost to cervix—guys, that means the innermost part of my c*nt—and then back. fills me up. So wet I could slide away I can feel every bit of this cock, sliding in and out, whew! I’m getting really close, boys. clit is about to burst into flame—Susan, spread my lips so they can see my clit better? It’s getting dark, see flashlight, on c*nt Susan holds me open. Yes, Susan, I know it’s hard to hold lips open riding up and down, do the best you can or get one of guys to take over. There, better.”

So one of the new high school graduates, just turned eighteen, gets to put his hands in my wife’s c*nt!

“Wow! She’s all sticky down there. And this little thing she called her clit, it’s like a gum drop and I can feel it pulsing. Talking weird. Wow, look at her! She’s bucking up and down like a wild bronco and her face is all funny and you can see that guy’s whole dick and then it gets sucked up again inside her. Look, as it’s going back in I can stick a couple of fingers inside her alongside his dick! Just look at her! She’s wild! Her eyes are rolling, I don’t think she can see us anymore. Is this what girls change into when they fuck? Now her eyes are closed! And she’s talking funny. I can push this button and she jumps! This is better than any video game!”

“Hey, found right key to press, but not video game! But yeah, this is, ah, what we get like, feels like, ah, warm waves coming over me, all over whole body, spreading out from my tw*t, lovely! Keep fingers in! Now with thumb press little pink key again! Whaaw! And oh I can’t talk anymore this is final exam for the class, wow! Push hood back over little pink key, move your finger around it, ahh. Faster! Yes, like that! dick got a lot, lot bigger, filling me completely, making me come, just reached top of cervix, you have to make me come to graduate, make me come like right now, I can’t talk anymore, watch me come I’m coming, exploding now.”

“Hey! That smell! We smelled it a little a while ago, but now it’s everywhere! I’ve smelled that in my parents’ bedroom, except that yours is a lot sweeter and nicer. And, like, a whole lot stronger. What is it?”

“Idiots! You really have to take this class. Now shut up and let me enjoy my orgasm. We’ll talk more later.”

In spite of these verbal interruptions, we buck and hump like crazy. Her arms are flailing. She lifts off me a couple of times, but she’s so wet she slides right back down with perfect accuracy. We roll over and continue humping, me on top, oblivious to anyone around us. She’s in another world. It seems like forever but it’s not. She screams and shudders, then lies still. Recovering quickly she then pushes me off her and jumps up, to continue her clinical discussion of what has happened, just as though nothing has happened:

“I’m OK now, I think. That smell is the c*nt juice gushing out of my pussy. Look! it’s still coming out, and running down my leg. And look, that dick that was just fucking me is all dripping with it. We forgot to bring the wipes today. Did you look up inside me when his cock came out? I might have almost passed out, so I don’t know what was going on down there, but my c*nt should have still been a little open for a few seconds. No? You were too scared to look because you thought I was dying? Okay, then I’ll lie down and spread my legs right now and you can have a look, use your flashlight. Be quick, because I really have to meet my husband at that church meeting. Well, I think this is all we have time for today. Today’s fucking is over. I’d love to fuck one of you right this minute to make it an even 50 for the day, but no time left. I’ve got to go meet my husband at church, and maybe fuck him during the coffee break. Anyway, I’m all down fucking for the day, at least until we get home from the church meeting. Louise, give Number 49 his certificate.”

She stretched her legs, and, exhausted, hugged each of the three guys. She then asked which one had taken over from Susan, took his hand and put his fingers to his mouth. Then she took a hand from each of the other two and wiped it across her pussy, still dripping with her juices and now mine as well.

"Now can you identify that smell? Just be sure to wash your hands before you go near your moms! And come fuck me tomorrow.”

We never did let on to the newlyweds that we were old hands at this, and we promised to practice all the “new” things we had learned that day. On the other hand, they knew the “sex class” was the product of a very active imagination. As for the final performance, they probably just figured we were fast learners.

The four women who joined us were experienced enough to recognize both ruses right away, and played along. They hung around after the others left, and, now alone, the six of us shared a really good laugh at the expense of the newlyweds and the three young men.

As for those three newcomers, they probably went away wondering what kind of long-endurance naked motor-mouth wonder-woman of a brazen hussy they had met that day, if her c*nt really snapped open and shut as rapidly as her mouth did, where all that fluid comes from, and if they’d really get to fuck her tomorrow. They did give their names and contact info to the women 'assistants’, and were wait-listed for the next day and told what time to show up. By then, we’d be on the plane back to the mainland.

By now the sun was below the horizon, the two of us were the only ones left on the beach, it was getting cool, the breeze was picking up and it was time to leave. Hiking back up the trail to the parking lot, we tossed some of the choice phrases from her “sex class” fantasy back and forth, me marveling at her imagination and boldness in leading her listeners down a path of eye-opening, mouth-watering, dick-hardening, pussy-wetting eroticism. And all the while very publicly and boldly displaying herself, fucking, showing strangers how she makes love, then sharing her orgasm with them. And pretending unfamiliarity with me, the husband she shares fidelity with, letting on that mine was only the last one of about fifty dicks inside her for that day, preceded by dozens per day over many years, and to be followed by another few dozen each day after that. Maybe that would tally up to a million. Her non-stop yarn was so convincing, I found myself falling for it, and had to pull myself back to reality! Although the ‘sex class’ was fantasy, the wild and naked performance for our nine new friends by this 42-year old woman was as true as the rest of this story.

With new memories this had been a wonderful way to spend our last full day in Hawai’i. We’ll never know if the three guys showed up the next day, or if the four “assistants” did anything with the phone numbers. If I ever find out, that will be another story!