Raylin smirked, “I can always treat myself to a new toy.”
And Raylin did grab a dildo, while Kira quickly picked out a vibrating wand. I checked them out and they left.
When I returned, Maya seemed a bit more relaxed, but still nervous overall. Her questions had been answered, but I wanted to do more for her. This girl had clearly never been given any friendly lessons in terms of her own sexuality, and didn’t she deserve some, finally? And wouldn’t it be great if my first class completely changed someone’s life by giving them an orgasm, and then the ability to give themselves an orgasm whenever they wanted?
“Maya, I know you’re still testing the waters with your own body, but I’d like to help open you up a bit more. Ladies, you’re welcome to join us, but you especially, Maya, I suggest you follow me into one of our ROOMZ so I can physically guide you on your new masturbatory path.”
Maya’s face instantly turned a deep crimson. “I came here to learn about my body. I want to. But, I’m scared.”
I walked over to where she was sitting and knelt down before her. The other women started hollering “Wooo!” behind me, but I pretended not to hear.
“It’s okay to be scared. I promise, this is definitely going to be worth it for you.”
13
I took Maya to the back of the store, and I unlocked one of the smaller ROOMZ. I turned on the one working light. I was thankful the other one wasn’t working because the sad look of the fake wooden paneling in here wasn’t going to help anyone get aroused, especially a virgin. The wall opposite the paneling was painted with uneven red and blue stars. I think someone tried to go for a patriotic theme in here, then gave up halfway.
I brought along a new toy that just arrived at the store. It was neon blue, long and skinny, called the “Blue Venus Vibrator.” It featured an oval poking out up top that strongly vibrated your clit. I really wanted to try this one. The color alone was seductive, but the size, the alleged strength of it that it advertised, and the fact that it was only about twenty-five bucks made it the perfect thing to try.
I was alone with Maya. I sat down next to her and did my best to be the masturbation fairy godmother I could possibly be.
“Ok, now I want you to start by jumping up and down and yelling. Seriously. You’re all tense and you need to shake it out!”
She looked at me skeptically.
“Come on, it’ll be fun! Here, just do what I do.” I got up off the seat and began to jump up and down, shimmying at random intervals and dancing in a goofy manner. As I danced, her skepticism gave way to a smile. Eventually, she got up and joined me and we jumped around the dimly-lit Star-Spangled Banner-ish room. She began to giggle.
I grabbed her hand; she blushed, but this was no time to let her give in to embarrassment. I looked at her sternly and said, “Now, start touching yourself. It doesn’t have to be your vagina yet, just feel around your body and get to know yourself better. You don’t have to get naked, either. Just literally feel yourself up!”
She held up her hands, staring at them and taking deep breaths. Then, tentatively, she put her hands underneath her flannel top, and rubbed them around. It was very mechanical, like she was checking for lumps in a breast cancer examination. I understood her distress; I’d been like that not too long ago, after all.
“Relax! Get to know your own skin, feel all the different bumps and crevices in there. Get comfortable!”
She rubbed in a more sporadic pattern. Her plaid flannel was completely buttoned, even the optional top button was closed, and no one did that! I could see the outline of her arms through her shirt moving around like a ghost possessed her torso.
“Think about anything that you find sexy. Anything at all. You don’t have to tell me what it is. Anything or anyone that might turn you on—just close your eyes and think about them.”
She stopped rubbing and closed her eyes. There was a very subtle smile on her face. I could just barely see it. I was worried that I was sounding like a meditation instructor; I had to shift directions so she would actually have an orgasm and not just fall asleep.
I took it upon myself to unzip her pants and pull them down a little. Her half smile turned to a shocked full smile. She kept her eyes closed, focusing on the object of her sexy desires.
I took the bright blue skinny wand and turned it on. In this dark room it shined like a glow stick, bright and artificial. It vibrated intensely—this thing was powerful! I lightly brushed it on top of her cotton underwear. I wedged it lengthwise between her pussy lips, with her panties still on; it just instinctually felt like the right thing to do. I kept the vibrator there, and I could feel her breathing getting heavier. She resumed touching her breasts underneath her top. The very top button of her flannel was now undone, a small sign of progress.
Her pants were around her thighs, and it was restricting her from moving. I delicately slid them down to her ankles; her eyes were closed and she was concentrated on the vibrations. I wasn’t sure if she even noticed. I could see her thighs start to shake, and the muscles inside of them tighten up. I took her right hand, and I put it on the toy.
“Take this and make yourself feel good,” I said. “Just see where it takes you—there’s no wrong way to do it! You can stick it in your damn ear if you want!” I said. Before I said that I probably should have checked if sticking it in your ear was actually hazardous or not. I would imagine the buzzing noise would be intrusive but not an actual medical risk.
Thankfully, that didn’t seem to be the area where she wanted the toy. She pulled her panties down just barely below her pussy. She had a healthy amount of pubic hair, so between that and the dark light I couldn’t exactly see the details of what her vagina looked like, but I enjoyed the mystery. Her body was telling her to do things; I could see it in the change of her expression in her eyes and her face. She moved the vibrator up and down her lips, searching for the right spot. She shivered and giggled like she had a sexy case of the chills. She opened her eyes wide and looked directly at me.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
I have to admit it was pretty hot to see the way this inexperienced girl submitted to me, like I invented orgasms and I allowed her to license one from me for a short period of time. If only she knew I was only slightly less confused about it than she was.
She parted her thick brown pubic hair, and spastically moved the vibrator around her entire crotch region. Her pussy was uncharted territory, completely off the map, and she was just going to have to keep driving around until she recognized some roads and figured it out. Or, well, I could step in like a good Samaritan and try to give some directions.
“Here, try this!” I grabbed the wrist of the hand that held the wand and started to guide her. I slowly tickled the top of her pussy with the blue mini wand. I could see the inside of her lips getting increasingly more swollen. It was talking to me, sending me a signal that it was slowly waking up. Hello pussy, and good morning, I am coming for your orgasm!
She breathed more heavily. I thought of unbuttoning her shirt but I actually thought it was incredibly cute the way she had a buttoned flannel on, with her underwear and pants slid down to her ankles. It looked like an uncen-sored version of a Gap commercial. There was something so intimate and seductive about a girl in a man’s shirt and her pussy exposed. In addition to my own new-found fetish for it, I think it made her feel safe. I moved the toy slightly to the left, then slightly to the right; she started shaking a little more vigorously, but I knew I wasn’t quite there yet. I was getting close.