Pamela discovers her clit
I was always amazed at how some women knew very little about their bodies. Pamela was such a woman. She had led a very sheltered early life and, at 16, began dating the only man she was ever with, a 32-year-old family friend named John. They were soon married so she never dated anyone else.
Unfortunately, John was an alcoholic and a very poor lover. He never considered giving Pamela any sexual pleasure and was only interested in himself. The way that they had intercourse was that Pamela would kneel on the edge of the bed and John would approach and enter her from behind. Having ejaculated in her, John would pull out and go about his business. But Pamela didn't know any better and thought that way the way that marital intercourse was supposed to work.
Being an alcoholic, John died young, leaving Pamela a widow. After several years, Pamela decided to begin dating and I was the first man that she met. We got together for dinner and, after that, went back to her place. We sat on the couch for some small talk. After a while, I leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips. There was no response, even after I slid my tongue into her mouth. Pamela didn't even know how to kiss.
Pamela has very large 44DD breasts which I found very attractive. So, I slid my hand up and cupped one of those marvelous orbs. While she let me do it, there was no response, even after I began to search for the nipple. I soon found it and I was amazed at how large and hard it got inside of her bra and blouse. I continued to massage her breast, but she just sat there.
Since she wasn't resisting, I moved on. I slid my hand down to the top of her pants and then, after a moment, into her pants and under her panties. My middle finger slid down all the way to her vaginal opening. My finger entered her and, finally, Pamela took in a breath as she started to get stimulated.
I brought my somewhat wet finger up and found her clit. To my surprise, it was quite large and erect. I began to rub little circles on her "magic button." After a very long time, Pamela suddenly contracted her body as an orgasm swept over her. As I learned later, it was her first.
The next time we met, we immediately went into the bedroom and got undressed. Pamela kneeled on the bed facing away from me in the same position that she had used with John. I entered her from behind and had intercourse with her. There was no response on her part, even after I came in her pussy.
I determined that Pamela should also enjoy in the pleasure, so I had her lay down next to me as I played with her body. After kissing her deeply, I moved down to her breasts and sucked those beautiful nipples to extreme hardness. Even the bumps around the nipples got hard. Now Pamela was starting to enjoy it, especially when I got between her legs and ate her pussy. Soon my tongue on her clit was driving her crazy and she had another orgasm.
The next time we were together, I taught Pamela how to masturbate. That opened the floodgates. Pamela soon became a masturbation addict. She would masturbate often and whenever she could. It was the last thing she did when she went to bed and the first thing she did when she woke up. Sometimes, while we were watching TV, she would slide her hand down into her pants, diddle her clit until she quickly came, and then continue to watch TV as if nothing had happened.
While Pamela had always worn pants, I encouraged her to start wearing a skirt with thigh-high nylons. She liked the freedom it gave her and started to go out with me without wearing panties. While I was driving, she would pull up the skirt and masturbate several times. It was wonderful seeing the change that I had brought in Pamela.
Since her breast were very sensitive, Pamela began going without a bra whenever she could. She would absent-mindedly fondle her breasts and play with the nipples until they got hard and erect. That was usually a prelude to then sliding her hand into her pants and finding her clit and massaging it until she got an orgasm. I was always amazed that she could do this several times a day and never got tired of masturbating herself that way.
Eventually I taught Pamela to give herself a urinary orgasm by gently rubbing little circles on her urinary opening until she got a very gentle climax. She would sometimes do this, but she always preferred a clit climax because of the intense orgasm that it produced.
One thing that Pamela was very good at was giving me blowjobs. That was one of the things that John had taught her well. He would have her suck on his cock and then cum in her mouth. But even then, John was mean. He would have her suck on him for a very long time, but he would resist cumming until Pamela's mouth hurt. Sometimes he wouldn't cum at all and then accuse her of giving him a poor blowjob.
With me it was different. Even after cumming during intercourse, I would lie on my back and Pamela would lie between my legs with her large breasts resting on my thighs. Her mouth was excellent and would always quickly give me a second intense orgasm.
I was amazed at how mean John had been to her. But that was all now in the past. Our sex life was great, and I was always amazed at how often Pamela would masturbate. She even discovered that, by pressing her legs together and rocking back and forth on a chair, she could get an orgasm without even touching her clit.
I wished that it could have continued but, because of my work, I had to move away. We parted and I left Pamela happily playing with herself whenever and wherever she could, my masturbation addict
Unfortunately, John was an alcoholic and a very poor lover. He never considered giving Pamela any sexual pleasure and was only interested in himself. The way that they had intercourse was that Pamela would kneel on the edge of the bed and John would approach and enter her from behind. Having ejaculated in her, John would pull out and go about his business. But Pamela didn't know any better and thought that way the way that marital intercourse was supposed to work.
Being an alcoholic, John died young, leaving Pamela a widow. After several years, Pamela decided to begin dating and I was the first man that she met. We got together for dinner and, after that, went back to her place. We sat on the couch for some small talk. After a while, I leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips. There was no response, even after I slid my tongue into her mouth. Pamela didn't even know how to kiss.
Pamela has very large 44DD breasts which I found very attractive. So, I slid my hand up and cupped one of those marvelous orbs. While she let me do it, there was no response, even after I began to search for the nipple. I soon found it and I was amazed at how large and hard it got inside of her bra and blouse. I continued to massage her breast, but she just sat there.
Since she wasn't resisting, I moved on. I slid my hand down to the top of her pants and then, after a moment, into her pants and under her panties. My middle finger slid down all the way to her vaginal opening. My finger entered her and, finally, Pamela took in a breath as she started to get stimulated.
I brought my somewhat wet finger up and found her clit. To my surprise, it was quite large and erect. I began to rub little circles on her "magic button." After a very long time, Pamela suddenly contracted her body as an orgasm swept over her. As I learned later, it was her first.
The next time we met, we immediately went into the bedroom and got undressed. Pamela kneeled on the bed facing away from me in the same position that she had used with John. I entered her from behind and had intercourse with her. There was no response on her part, even after I came in her pussy.
I determined that Pamela should also enjoy in the pleasure, so I had her lay down next to me as I played with her body. After kissing her deeply, I moved down to her breasts and sucked those beautiful nipples to extreme hardness. Even the bumps around the nipples got hard. Now Pamela was starting to enjoy it, especially when I got between her legs and ate her pussy. Soon my tongue on her clit was driving her crazy and she had another orgasm.
The next time we were together, I taught Pamela how to masturbate. That opened the floodgates. Pamela soon became a masturbation addict. She would masturbate often and whenever she could. It was the last thing she did when she went to bed and the first thing she did when she woke up. Sometimes, while we were watching TV, she would slide her hand down into her pants, diddle her clit until she quickly came, and then continue to watch TV as if nothing had happened.
While Pamela had always worn pants, I encouraged her to start wearing a skirt with thigh-high nylons. She liked the freedom it gave her and started to go out with me without wearing panties. While I was driving, she would pull up the skirt and masturbate several times. It was wonderful seeing the change that I had brought in Pamela.
Since her breast were very sensitive, Pamela began going without a bra whenever she could. She would absent-mindedly fondle her breasts and play with the nipples until they got hard and erect. That was usually a prelude to then sliding her hand into her pants and finding her clit and massaging it until she got an orgasm. I was always amazed that she could do this several times a day and never got tired of masturbating herself that way.
Eventually I taught Pamela to give herself a urinary orgasm by gently rubbing little circles on her urinary opening until she got a very gentle climax. She would sometimes do this, but she always preferred a clit climax because of the intense orgasm that it produced.
One thing that Pamela was very good at was giving me blowjobs. That was one of the things that John had taught her well. He would have her suck on his cock and then cum in her mouth. But even then, John was mean. He would have her suck on him for a very long time, but he would resist cumming until Pamela's mouth hurt. Sometimes he wouldn't cum at all and then accuse her of giving him a poor blowjob.
With me it was different. Even after cumming during intercourse, I would lie on my back and Pamela would lie between my legs with her large breasts resting on my thighs. Her mouth was excellent and would always quickly give me a second intense orgasm.
I was amazed at how mean John had been to her. But that was all now in the past. Our sex life was great, and I was always amazed at how often Pamela would masturbate. She even discovered that, by pressing her legs together and rocking back and forth on a chair, she could get an orgasm without even touching her clit.
I wished that it could have continued but, because of my work, I had to move away. We parted and I left Pamela happily playing with herself whenever and wherever she could, my masturbation addict
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