Chapter 9
Jordan and Amy loaded salad plates and found a table. A young waitress brought over a bottle of wine without being asked.
"You said that you're a lawyer," Amy said. "How did you get to be the owner of a gym?"
"I did some legal work for a man who couldn't pay me. He gave me a lien on this place. I had been coming here for a couple of years, and knew it was worth more than my fee. He left town with a girl about your age, and I got clear title. His wife took everything else. She didn't want the gym, so she didn't put up a fight. I thought I would rather run a gym than deal with the people I met as a lawyer, so I chucked the legal business. Believe it or not, I meet a better class of people here. Isn't the salad good?"
"Delicious," Amy replied. "I'm not a troublemaker, Ms.. . . What should I call you? I saw your name on the application, but I don't remember it."
"I don't stand on ceremony. Call me Jordan, and I'll call you Amy. Tell me truthfully why you came here and what you want to learn."
"I want to learn about sex, Jordan. I heard the place is very discreet and the people are nice."
"Surely you can find lots of young men who can teach you all you want to know about sex. You've got a terrific body and you're very pretty."
"Thank you," Amy said shyly. "Guys my age can't teach me what I want to know. At least not the ones I've met so far. They're only interested in themselves. They paw and push, then finish before they start. I'm not a virgin, Jordan. Well, not technically anyway."
"Honey, virginity and pregnancy share one thing in common," Jordan laughed. "Either you are, or you're not."
"Well, I've done it several times, with a couple of guys. I just lay there and didn't enjoy it. The last guy used some weird condom with things sticking out all over it. He said it was supposed to tickle me inside and make me enjoy it more. It didn't work. Besides, I don't like condoms. I want to feel the real thing. You know, when he gets off."
"Don't knock condoms, honey," Jordan said. "They can be a lifesaver. Literally."
"I know, but I had to certify on the application that I don't have any communicable diseases, so I feel safe here."
"As long as people don't lie on the application," Jordan said. "So far, they haven't. Tell me a little about yourself."
"Well, I'm nineteen, and I'm a freshman at the university. I don't know what I want to major in yet."
"Plenty of time for that. Who paid your fee to join? I deliberately set it high to keep out the riffraff and curious."
"My parents. They always give me whatever I ask for. Fortunately, they didn't ask any questions. If they found out that I was trying to further my sex education, they would have a hissy fit. I think they do it under the covers in the dark, when they do it at all."
"Are you an only child?"
Amy grinned ruefully. "Yeah, obviously. Some of the questions on the application were pretty detailed. Why was that?"
"I don't want undercover cops sneaking in."
"Oh? What goes on that the cops might be interested in?"
"Fun," Jordan said with a grin. "Nothing illegal, however. Do you put any limits on what you want to learn about sex?"
Amy shook her head. "I don't think so. Well, no pain or anything that will degrade me. I don't think I want to be tied up and spanked."
"I don't allow that," Jordan said. "Would you like to join me for a massage? I was going to get one anyway, and it's a good way to start your education."
"I've never had a massage," Amy replied. "I didn't know there was anything sexy about getting rubbed."
"Depends on what gets rubbed," Jordan laughed. "You'll enjoy it."
"Sure, I'll try it."
"Do you want a masseur or masseuse?"
"I don't know. What's the difference?"
"A masseur is a man, and a masseuse is a woman. The women have only fingers and tongues. The men have tongues and fingers and cocks."
"Are we going to be in the same room."
"Yes."
"Oh, that sounds wild. Which do you think I should try?"
"Either one, or both. You know what I mean when I say that a woman uses her fingers and tongue, don't you?"
"Yes, I'm not that dumb."
"Have you ever done anything with another woman?"
Amy shook her head again. "No, but I want to try it. That's part of my education, isn't it?"
"I never thought of myself as an educator," Jordan said. The idea of teaching an unsophisticated girl the delights of the flesh would give her a special kick. She called the waitress over and whispered in her ear. "Ursula will do you," she said to Amy. "She's a blonde Nordic goddess. She might rough you up a little. But you feel so damn good after she works you over."
"Is a man or a woman going to do you?"
"A man. He uses everything he's got quite well."
Amy knew exactly what Jordan meant. "Oh, wow," she said softly. "Until I spied on Elaine and those two guys, I had never seen anybody do it."
"Half the fun is watching," Jordan laughed.
"The guy who's going to do you, does he have a big cock?"
"Yeah, real long and thick," Jordan replied. "He stretches you real wide and hits bottom every time he bangs into you. "That's a real treat," she chortled. "Any cock that rocks the cradle is a good cock, whether it's thick or skinny."
"Oh, nobody has ever gone that deep in me."
"The first time he fucked me, he slid that big thing in real slow. I was ready to swear that it was two feet long and as big as my wrist."
"Oh, damn, that sounds so exciting," Amy gushed. "Maybe I ought to.. .no, he's yours."
"As far as I know, nobody owns him, honey. He's got enough stamina to do both of us. Unless you've got somewhere you have to be in the next couple of hours, we can swap around."
"If I did, I would cancel!" Amy exclaimed.
"Looks like you're through eating. Ready?"
"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."
"You should," Jordan agreed. "Come on. We'll take a shower, then see how you like letting someone pummel you."
They took a quick shower, wrapped themselves in large towels and went to the massage room. A big blonde woman flashed them a brilliant smile when they entered.
"Hello, Jordan," she said with a pronounced accent.
Stick a horned Viking helmet on her head and she could pass for one of the nine Valkyries. Or sing the lead in a Wagner opera. Her huge tits strained the seams of her white smock.
"Ursula, this is one of our newest members, Amy."
"Hello, honey," Ursula said.
Amy shook Ursula's hand. "I've never had a massage. What do I do?"
Ursula pushed the two massage tables close together and patted one. "Lose the towel and get up here, honey. Ursula will make all your troubles disappear."
The door opened and a tall blond man came in. "Hello, Jordan."
"Hello, Ronnie," Jordan replied. "This is Amy, a new member. She's never had a massage. I told her she could watch how you take care of women. If you're up to it, we'll swap, and you can give her a first-hand demonstration."
Ronnie grinned. "You know me. I can get it up for a pretty girl any time."
"Yeah, that's what I thought," Jordan quipped. She shed her towel and deliberately flashed Ronnie when she climbed on the table and lay down.
"Want a massage first?" Ronnie asked.
"Before, during and after," Jordan replied. "With you, a climax is part of a massage, a nice way to relax, not an end in itself."
Jordan rolled onto her stomach and Ronnie started the massage with her feet. Ursula set to work on Amy with skillful hands and warm, scented oil. The massage had a soothing effect. So relaxing, Amy mellowed out and dozed off.
Ursula patted Amy's bare bottom and said, "Turn over, honey."
Amy rolled over and saw Jordan lying on her back with her legs spread. Ronnie was standing between her legs, naked. She smiled and watched him rub oil into Jordan's mound and play with her pussy. She looked at his cock and shivered at the thought of that whopper sliding into her own pussy.
Ursula took off her smock. She hoped Amy would play with her tits. Thinking about getting the pretty young woman off excited her. She spread oil over the front of Amy's body and gently worked it into her thick nipples. She licked her lips with anticipation when they began to fill out and stand up from her heavy mounds. She loved to suck cocks and clits and nipples. She licked Amy's luscious hard nipples lightly.
Amy turned her head up and looked at Ursula's hefty tits. She rolled her head to the side and stared at the forest of dark blonde hair in Ursula's crotch.
"Ummm, your tongue feels good, Ursula," she whispered.
Ursula smiled and moved to the foot of the table. Her eyes wandered amorously up and down the voluptuous nude body stretched out in front of her. She poured oil on Amy's feet and began to massage them.
"You stopped licking too soon," Amy said quietly.
"I will be back," Ursula replied. She pulled Amy's legs apart and looked at her crotch. "Your pussy is pretty, honey." Her eyes drifted upward. "Your nipples are so hard."
"Your tongue made them tingle. Made my pussy wet, too." She turned her head to the side and looked at Jordan. Ronnie was fucking her slowly and kneading her tits. "Looks like Jordan is getting a good massage," she giggled.
"She's a fine lady. Lots of life in that one."
"That feels good. Didn't know my muscles were so tense."
"Yes, a massage is good for what ails you.
You're full of knots." Ursula used a liberal amount of the soothing oil as she kneaded and massaged every muscle in Amy's legs, neck and arms. "Such a pretty body," she said softly as her hands glided gently over Amy's body.
Amy relaxed completely. Ursula's deft hands found every kink and knot in her muscles. A warm, fuzzy cocoon of contentment enveloped her. She could quickly get addicted to such treatment. She continued to watch Ronnie give Jordan an easygoing fuck. He held one of her legs straight up in the air and kneaded the calf as he pumped his prick slowly in and out of her.
Ursula went to the side of the table and leaned over to reach Amy's arm. Amy felt something gently brushing her lips. She looked up at one of Ursula's big tits swaying lazily with the movement of her body. Instinctively, her lips opened slightly and surrounded the thick, hard tit bud.
"You like to suck tit, huh?" Ursula murmured.
"Uh hummm," Amy mumbled around Ursula's nipple.
Ursula went back to the foot of the table and stood between Amy's legs. She pushed Amy's thighs apart and covered her downy mound with one soft hand. The touch electrified Amy. Her thighs automatically opened wider. She sighed and shuddered as two of Ursula's fingers slipped into her pussy.
"Good," Ursula said softly. "Your pussy is wet and ready." She spread slick cunt juice up and down Amy's gaping slit. "Nice pussy," she murmured. She captured the girl's bloated clit between her first and second finger.
A jolt of pleasure tore through Amy. She clenched her teeth and tensed.
"Relax, honey," Ursula said softly. "You are too tense to cum. Do not strain for it. Let it happen naturally."
Amy took a deep breath and willed herself to relax. "Okay," she breathed. "Get me. I do need to cum. A hell of a lot!"
"Every woman needs to cum a hell of a lot," Ursula laughed. She massaged Amy's ultra-sensitive clit and eased two fingers of her other hand into her drenched love hole.
Amy reacted immediately. Her body jerked and shook. She hadn't realized how much the massage turned her on. She was going to cum! She wanted to prolong the wonderful sensations. Nothing could stop her orgasm at that point. She reached over, grabbed one of Jordan's hands and held it tightly.
Amy's legs quivered. Her body tensed. Ursula frigged her clit swiftly and finger-fucked her hole faster. Amy hunched furiously on the masseuse's fingers. She arched her back and squealed loudly. She shuddered hard, then went limp and lay still, her eyes open wide, staring at the ceiling. Ursula continued to slide her fingers slowly in and out of Amy's sweet young snatch.
Amy looked at Jordan and smiled. Ronnie had gone down on her, and was busily licking her clit. "Did he get you off?" she asked quietly.
"Oh, yes," Jordan replied. "He gave me a good load. How do you like your massage so far?"
"Dynamite," Amy said.
"It gets better."
A shadow fell across Amy's face. She turned her head to the side and watched a naked man approach the table. His stiff prick stuck out from his loins, bobbing gently up and down as he walked. "Well, where did you come from?" she giggled.
"Through that door," he replied. "I'm Dick."
"You sure are," Amy snickered.
Dick rubbed the tip of his cock over her lips. "Do you want this?"
Without replying, Amy opened her mouth and accepted his cock. Ursula wiggled her fingers in Amy's pussy. She bent over and began to lick her clit. Jordan reached over and kneaded the girl's tit.
"Good mouth," Dick murmured. He put both hands around Amy's other tit and played with the resilient flesh as she gobbled his cock.
Amy felt another glorious climax building deep in her cunt. Her body began to writhe and undulate. She sucked so hard, she nearly sucked the head off Dick's cock. Then, wonder of wonders, she felt Ronnie's colossal cock sliding into her pussy. And Ursula's tongue on her clit. She went so wild, she nearly bucked off the massage table. She threw her cunt at Ronnie and gurgled around Dick's cock. Her ass beat a tattoo on the massage table as her orgasm washed over her.
Ronnie held onto Amy's legs, rocked her body with hard lunges and filled her cunt with hot fuck cream. Dick grunted and squirted his jism down her gullet. She drained his balls, spit his cock out, and gave him a bright smile.
Jordan got up and kissed Amy on the mouth. Ursula kissed Amy on the mouth, then spread her legs and kissed her pussy.
"I'll see you later, honey," Jordan said. "Enjoy yourself. They'll take good care of you. Just in case you're interested, Ursula-likes a girl to lick her pussy."
"I'm interested," Amy said quickly.