A Virgin Seminar

One by one, everyone stood, examined for a moment, then stated what it was they did find, and didn’t find attractive about her. Some mentioned the scar, which I’d expected, Melinda actually mentioning the woman’s two differently sized breasts, which surprised me coming from her. Then it was my turn. I stood up walked over and then around her honestly looking. There were a couple of snickers as I did this as I was being a lot more methodical in my looking at her than most had. I even saw a surprised smile in her otherwise stony-eyed face as I looked at her face, scrutinizing that as well.

“Ok,” I finally announced. “What I don’t find attractive are your eyes. Maybe to someone else they would be, but I’ve never really been partial to women with hazel colored eyes. I prefer brown. So simply put, that would have to be the one thing I don’t find attractive about you and why.” I noticed she was smiling at that. “And what I do find attractive, are your breasts.” Once again that seemed to surprise her as well as Melinda.

“Ok…now why to those?” Amanda asked directly.

“Actually, the fact they are a little differently shaped and sized is interesting to me, I guess in a way, it would be like being with two different women having two slightly different shapes and sizes of breasts in bed together at the same time.”

That got a nervous laugh, but it also caused Amanda to smile broadly as well.

“Well done,” she said inviting me to take my seat. “Now, would anyone else like to comment, change their minds, or discuss what everyone else has said before we continue?”

Once again the reminder of what was about to happen hushed everyone down immediately. “Ok, then, who wants to get it out of the way first?” she asked.

I wasn’t at all surprised, and in fact pleased when Kate stood up, walked to the front and removed her robe, then began removing her swim suit as well.

“If the rest of you would like to do so, you can remove your swim wear first in the dressing rooms around the corner there, and return in your robes only, or…you can do it here just as Kate has done for us,” she stated.

This really was a lot harder than it looked or appeared. I mean I already liked Kate as a person even though I still didn’t know her that well. To find something about her that I didn’t find attractive, and then tell her what it was a why wasn’t an easy thing. But it was in a way equally difficult to tell her what I did find attractive about her, and find a way to explain that one as well.

“Ok, Pete? What’s the one thing about Kate you don’t find attractive and why?” she asked.

Kate stood there before all of us, naked, but I am sure grateful that Amanda had come over, placed her arm around her shoulder and stood naked with her side by side.

“I don’t like her short hair,” he said simply. “It looks too much like a boy’s hair,” he said by way of explanation. Kate nodded her head in acceptance with that. She could see and understand the why behind it, it was just one opinion, and she didn’t have to agree or necessarily not agree with it either.

“And?” Amanda asked waiting. I turned watching Pete blush.

“She has a nice ass,” he said simply once again.

“And what is it about Kate’s ass that you like?” Amanda pressed.

“I like the way that it’s shaped,” he added shyly, suddenly looking away.

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One by one everyone got up and expressed what they liked, or didn’t like about one another. All except for Pete who refused to undress and come forward. Amanda didn’t force it with him either. All she simply said was that she hoped to see him again on Friday when he and whoever else hadn’t managed to get this far would try again then.

“Whew! That was hard! Damn hard!” Kate told me as we hurriedly headed towards the next scheduled class.

“Yeah it was, but it was sort of oddly exhilarating in a way too. Did you see the look on Melinda’s face when Bill told her he really loved her freckles? She seemed really surprised by that, especially when he said it while looking at the one’s dancing across her boobs!”

Kate laughed remembering. “And not one person said she had too much body fat, or that her smile was ugly or anything like that. It was just a bunch of minor things, things that others honestly didn’t find attractive for one reason or another, but never the one thing we all assumed everyone else would be thinking it would be.”

“Yeah, interesting wasn’t it?” I had to admit.

All except for Pete, our little group had made it through the first hurdle. Now as we made our way towards the next class, we couldn’t help but wonder what additional surprises would lay in wait for us. One of them was that Carol herself would be instructing this particular class.

We soon arrived at an enclosed pavilion that was rustic looking made out of old wooden logs and looked much like a large old cabin. Entering the building, it was interesting to see that the roof of the facility was completely open with warm sunshine filtering naturally down into the room. There were three comfortable looking tables sitting side-by-side in the middle of the room with Carol standing in front of them as we entered.

“Welcome everyone, today’s class is on sensual awareness. What I would like each one of you to do is secure one of the face masks you’ll find hanging on the wall behind you. Once you have placed those on your face, I would then like each of you to disrobe. We will then start with the ladies. Girls? Each of you will then move to one of the three tables and place yourselves upon it face down. Once you are situated, we will begin.”

Obviously none of us had any clue which girl would be lying on which table. Once the girls had situated themselves, Carol directed the three of us to one of the tables where we stood beside them waiting instructions.

“This exercise isn’t designed to be a massage class, though you are welcome to use some of the massage oil you’ll find in a tray at the end of each table. I want each of you to begin with the woman’s feet, I want you to spend as much time as is necessary in acquainting yourself with every square inch of her body from feet to head. I want you to touch, experience the contours and shape of her body, the feel of her flesh beneath your hands and fingers. I will monitor and observe. If I feel you are going too quickly, I will have you slow down and go back. Likewise, if you are going too slowly as well.”

As I began, it was easier for me to realize that it was Melinda who was lying on the table beneath me, though she would have had a harder time distinguishing who I was as I began fondling her toes, her feet and in time running my hands ever so slowly up the calves of her legs.

“Very good,” Carol acknowledged as she passed by where I was standing. “Take your time, explore her body and see it with your mind as you touch her.”

I could feel Melinda’s tremble beneath my fingers, especially when I reached her ass and began running my hands over the fleshy twin cheeks I found there. All around me, I could hear the contented sighs of relaxed pleasure, mixed with a little excitement and nervous giggles as hands continued caressing, touching, and fondling as we continued.

“Very good everyone. Ok girls, let’s switch places now. Guys? Your turn to get onto the table, face down and let the person you were touching, now explore and touch you.”

We all did that of course, and it was interesting to feel Melinda’s hands so tentatively, almost too lightly running along my exposed flesh, but it still sent a wave of goose bumps running up and down my spine when she did. Carol eventually stopped and showed her how to use a bit more pressure and firmness without being too firm as she ran her hands over me.

“Alright everyone, time to switch places once again, and partners. This time girls, each of you will now lay on your backs.”

There was a nervous chittering that went on having heard that one. “Hush everyone, concentrate. Concentrate on the sensations, not on who is doing what to who, or even what they’re caressing or touching while they do it. Just on the feel and sensation itself, for both of you.”

Once again I knew that it was Patty whose body I was currently touching, especially when it came to her small little breasts. What I found immediately interesting however, was how sensitive they obviously were to her as I continued running my hands over the firm soft flesh, felt her nipples immediately respond to my touch as I gently fingered them, and heard her sigh with contented pleasure as I did.

Moving lower now, across her tummy, sides and finally to her mon’s, I allowed my fingers to gently probe without forcing, just as Carol now stood instructing each of us to do. I felt Patty’s thick lips, lifting them gently, rolling them between my finger tips, exploring her so intimately in this fashion as Carol now coaxed us all through the process, step by step explaining to us what we were touching, how to touch as each of the women below us moaned or softly and contentedly sighed their obvious nervous excitements.

By the time I had reached her feet and toes again, Patty was still visibly trembling beneath my caress, her body obviously awakened to still lingering sensations of arousal and excitement.

“Time to switch places once again, guys? Time for you all to lay on your backs now.”

Almost immediately, there was some hesitation coming from Pete. “You can do this Carol told him reassuringly. You wouldn’t be here if you couldn’t.” she added calmly.

I had no idea who it was that had begun running her fingers and hands over my head and then face. But it felt very soothing, relaxing, even though I knew these same hands would before too long begin exploring my still flaccid member. I wondered momentarily about that, feeling a twinge of excitement begin there, and what might occur long before her hands finally arrived at that very place.

Minutes later, just as I felt hands begin to gingerly run themselves around my rapidly awakening cock, I heard a gasp come from the table next to me.

“See? I knew she’d freak out,” Pete said in alarm.

“But I didn’t,” Kate’s voice said by way of answer. “I was just surprised, that’s all!”