up and down. I slid two
fingers back up inside of my pussy and pulled out more juice to cover my clit
with. “Did you just see what I did?” I asked. “I’m lubricating the outside as
well as the inside.” My pussy was starting to get really wet and knew that she
could tell that I was getting excited by the way it glistened. I didn’t realize
how hot I would get, just knowing that she was watching me. I wanted to keep
going until my pussy was wracked with an orgasm so that she could see it, but I
knew that I had to try to get her to touch herself if we were going to get
anywhere.
I raised up, removing my hand
from between my legs, and put my feet on the floor. “Leah, do you think you
could try it now?” I asked her. “You don’t really even have to be sitting to do
this. You could actually even just stand right there where you’re at and put
your foot up on that chair so that you have easy access to your privates. Oh,
and by the way, make sure your hands are clean before you touch yourself down
there.”
When I said that, Leah walked
over to the wash basin and washed her hands, too.
“Come on now. Don’t be shy,” I
insisted. “If that skirt is going to get in your way, you might as well just
take it off.” Leah looked nervous, but I nodded my head at her, letting her
know it was okay. She reached behind her waist, unbuttoning the skirt and let
it fall to the floor. Under the skirt she had longer, very modest underwear on.
She pulled those down, as well, and stepped out of them removing her shoes too.
“Go ahead, Leah,” I said. “Put
your foot on that chair, so that you can get to yourself easier. Use this hand
to spread your lips open,” I said, pointing to her left hand. “Then use your
other hand to touch that little knob like I showed you.”
Leah raised her foot to rest on
the chair. She timidly reached with her left hand to spread her lips apart. I
was surprised by how little pubic hair she had. Being a natural blonde, what
little she did have was not very noticeable.
“Like this?” Leah asked, while
she reached to touch her clit her right index finger.
“Yes,” I said. “You can use one or
two fingers to circle around it and then ever so often go over top of it. When
you do it that way it really builds tension down there and gets you really
excited. Does it feel nice while you’re touching yourself?”
Leah smiled. “Yes, it’s different
but it does feel nice.”
“Well, the more you do it the
more excited you will get and the wetter you will become down below. That’s
really the idea in a nutshell, to build yourself up to the point where you feel
like you’re going to explode, and then all of a sudden you do kind of explode,”
I said laughing.
“I’m going to explode?” Leah
asked.
“No, you’re not really going to
explode. If you get worked up enough and the heat gets built up enough, you
will feel very intense spasms in walls of your vaginal canal when you can’t
stand it anymore. But the heat has to really get built up for that to happen.
I’m teaching you how to do this because if your husband doesn’t know how to
make it happen you might never experience it. It’s called an orgasm and men do
it too, but in a slightly different way.” Leah had her eyes closed now and I
could tell that she was starting to realize how good it felt to touch herself.
“Leah, honey, go ahead and set up
on the table right there for me and spread your legs. I want to make sure that you’re
doing it right and I’ll be able tell if you are starting to get wet,” I
instructed her.
Leah put her bottom against the
table and slid up on to it, spreading her legs. I could see that her pussy was
starting to glisten with her juices.
“Okay, now you can slide a finger
or two into your vagina and pull some of the juices back out over your clit,” I
told her. Leah quickly slid her middle finger into her pussy and pulled it back
out and over top of her button. I could see that she was