I had never seen an exposed vagina, either in a nudist club or in any form of literature or film. I’m sure they were enjoying this lesson more than I was, mainly because they were in total control and comfortable with their shared naked camaraderie AND the fun of watching my innocent reactions.
We’d then move onto the next woman and the same lesson took place. By the third woman Toni asked me to identify each part of that pussy, which I did with a slight bit of embarrassment. I was also concerned that my cock was now responding beyond my control and every woman there was fully aware of what was fermenting in my mind.
As I moved onto the fifth lady, she tipped some of her drink down over her pussy before stretching her lips. When she opened her fanny it fizzed and popped with the effervescence of the fluids. The next two women did the same with everyone laughing out loud with each tipple.
The popular drink for ladies at the time was Pink Porphory Pearl sparkling champagne. However, its common name was ‘passion pop’ and on this day I could well see how it got this name.
By the last delightful example of feminine charms I had examined and identified, my cork was well and truly ready to pop.
As she still had hold of my hand, I thought Toni was going to take me back to my seat, but instead lead me out in front of this naked gathering of my twat teachers. “Do you know what we do with this?” as she pointed to my now banana shaped, fully engorged, ruby red cock. I had no idea what was coming. I was genuinely both highly embarrassed at my exposed erect manhood and concerned that I was causing offense. These women were all way older than me, much more experienced and sexually mature. I was totally at their mercy.
“You know that an erection is frowned upon at this nudist club, don’t you Michael?” she announced for all to hear. Uh, Oh! I thought, I’m about to be kicked out of Woodlands for my uncontrollable behaviour.
“Who’s up first?” Toni then announced. As she said this one woman jumped forward, went down on her knees in front of me and started sucking and squeezing my cock to the cheers and laughter at my stunned reaction.
What in the hell is going on, I thought to myself. This would never happen on a weekend at this club with other men and kids around. However, on Thursday’s ladies tennis day it seemed it was ‘anything goes’. In today’s jargon these women would have been called ‘cougars’ and I was their meaty prey.
Within less than a minute of this cock-sucking delight, I popped my cork in front of every woman gathered before me. Although they had initiated this fun, I was uneasy about my very intimate display and weak at the knees from my explosive orgasm. I had shared this private experience with my hypnotic ‘groupies’ in a shared alcohol induced euphoria. However, I had never done this cold sober in front of such a large audience before. This was something I normally did in secret in my bedroom when no one else was around. Now here I was exploding before a group of naked females… My God, where was my shame?
My cum flew everywhere and there were globs and globs to go around. As my knees buckled, Toni put her arms around me to ease me back into my seat. Everyone was laughing and joking as Toni announced, “Michael, you have now been officially inducted as an honoured member of the Thursday ladies’ tennis club – welcome and thanks for being such a good sport!” Everyone again cheered and they each came over and either kissed me on the cheeks or stroked my now spent cock, or both!
“But be warned,” Toni whispered in my ear as I collapsed into my chair, “Erections are only welcome on Thursdays at Woodlands and every time you transgress you will be suitably punished by one of us again!”
Even in my semi consciousness, I was totally confused. Was this a threat of punishment or a promise? Although, I guessed she was joking, it was made clear to me that I did need to control my arousals and only expose an erection for appropriate moments whenever I was at the club.
Here began my first lessons in female fantasies and sexual predilections!
As I gathered myself, we sat and chatted and laughed and drank some more wine. My cock had now returned to its friendly flaccid state and I was relaxing and felt much more comfortable as the alcohol had its effects. As other women trickled back from their tennis games, the volume of chatter increased as word of my ‘induction’ spread. There were a few women annoyed that they had missed the fun, but Toni seemed to be able to pacify them with a wink and a nod.
As the afternoon wore on and conversations wound down, most of the women packed up and left so to be there when their kids got home from school.
Toni didn’t have any children and we were finally alone. It was still warm and I was feeling very tipsy after consuming a full bottle of ‘passion pop’ on my own. These were the days before random breath testing, so drinking and driving wasn’t a major concern for most people.
As I sat propped against a tree, Toni laid on her back with her head on my tummy and we relaxed together enjoying what remained of the afternoon sun. She then rolled over on one side and began playing with my cock and balls, as she had done a few times before. It was a familiarity she had well established with my genitals that I had come to highly anticipate and enjoy. However, this time I wondered whether she was about to test my erection control mechanisms.
Almost always this idle playing never had any effect on my arousal as it seemed like Toni was doing nothing more than ‘doodling with my doodle’. However, after the earlier lesson on vaginas, my induction ceremony and the erotic discussions that filled the remainder of the day, my libido was fully charged and I again became fully erect. To my surprise Toni seemed well pleased by my reactions and rolled onto her tummy and started sucking my cock and squeezing my balls. Within a few minutes I came in her mouth and started to apologize profusely. “I’m so, so sorry Toni, I didn’t mean to do that!” I babbled amidst my recovery stupor from my ejaculation.
“Don’t be sorry, Michael, it’s very natural and I enjoyed it,” she sighed as cum and her saliva oozed from the corners of her mouth. “If you like we can do it again?” she said with an ever-widening smile beaming across her face.
I didn’t know what to say, and didn’t need to, as Toni immediately started devouring my cock and sucking and licking every inch of my half-mast shaft. Within a few minutes more I was fully erect again and a few minutes after that, I had blown another full load deep down her throat. Toni just kept on playing with my cock as it gradually lost most of its vigor. She then started licking my balls and then sucked on both of them. One by one she fully absorbed both of them into her mouth. I could feel her tongue rolling my balls around in her mouth and I thought I was going to pass out with exquisite pleasure. I then fell into an uncontrollable sleep for what seemed an hour. As I woke and recovered myself only a few minutes later I said to her, “My God, I’ve never felt that, ever, before in my life.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it Michael, so did I.” She smiled. “You are becoming a man!”
I found her admission hard to believe. How could she enjoy sucking my cock and swallowing my cum? I’d never imagined a woman could enjoy such a thing and I suspected she was only saying it to make me feel better. In subsequent lessons of Females 101, I was to learn that this activity was a very favourite pastime for many women. On more than a few occasions in the showers I was asked to volunteer my cock for duty by some of my tennis playmates. Over the ensuing weeks I became more than happy to oblige any of my tennis buddies who showed an inkling for cock and cum.