deeply. “I realize now
through the bliss, I never noticed that not one has taken my entire dong
into their mouths, stroke after stroke.”
Brevity gasped, of course they all did, each in varying degrees of
rising sexual turmoil. Some of them confused that the very thought of
taking a man’s cock into their mouth could be arousing in the first place.
But not Affinity, she knew the thought was climatically arousing. She
just needed to know how!
“Showus please, Madame DeJonge,” Affinity found herself plead-
ing softly.
Madame DeJonge smiled at her. It was a knowing smile, but it had
hints of kindness in it. “You have zee most need. I already felt ziss. You
have someone in mind, oui?” Affinity nodded. “Then, cherie, take your
godemiché and lick your tongue slowly over zee head in circles, while
stroking zee base firmly.”
Affinity looked down at her godemiché with her mouth suddenly
watering. Her need was so great that no perceived shame could over
shadow it. She pretended in her mind that she might be alone for a
moment to embolden herself. Then, she lapped her tongue outward and
over the head.
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“Feel for zee slit, then feel zee rim with your tongue, cherie,”
Madame DeJonge encouraged.
“Never have I seen anything more erotic,” Sebastian said suddenly
in a husky whisper.
Affinity barely heard Sebastian’s awe. She was too entranced with
the feel of the godemiché beneath her tongue, with the shape of the wide
bullet head and the smooth texture gliding beneath her tongue. Amazing-
ly, the godemiché was anatomically correct. There was a slit embedded
where she knew it to be and the rim had a notched V underneath. The feel
of it stretching her lips and rubbing the tender inner reaches of her mouth,
awoke new feelings inside her for more contact, more stretching, feeling
and rubbing deep in her mouth.
Madame DeJonge’s instructions, sounded hushed, and seemed to
come to her in slow motion. “Lick zee rim underneath. Press zee head in
your mouth slowly. Suckle. Stroke ziss base. Faster. Deeper. Oui, Oui,”
Madame DeJonge exclaimed, and clapped her hands, jolting Affinity out
of her mesmerizing endeavor. “You see, and some of ziss strokes into
your mouth you have taken zee cock to zee base and they never know it
ess not each time.”
Affinity released the godemiché from her mouth, barely able to
believe what she had done—and in the presences of others. But, bless her
friends, and then especially Caprice for her empathy.
“Oh , and can we use the godemiché on ourselves?” Caprice asked
excitedly, breaking Affinity’s embarrassed tension at her outlandish
carnal display with a provocative question that fit the situation.
“Of course,” Madame DeJonge nodded. “But, if you are zee virgin,
you will want to be very careful. You should not take zee godemiché
more than three inches inside, or your mamas will be so very angry if you
lose your precious virginity.”
Then, the afternoon wore on with intimate instructions of French
kissing, clitoris and pussy licking, fortification and the different positions
used. Their knowledge grew as their vocabulary expanded also, so that
copulation became “fucking,” their sex was called pussy or cunt, and a
male’s seed was called “come.” Such heady words, earthy sounding, but
now they knew their actions. So much intimacy, so much extraordinary
knowledge and frankly so much arousal, left all of them, save perhaps
Madame DeJonge and Sebastian, dazed.
Madame DeJonge, who was ever the business woman, sold them the
godemiché’s, and a creamy lubricant used for sexual purpose, and tins of
French condoms. She also said discreetly, should any of their friends be
interested in instructions such as this, she would be available for the same
fee. Then, she also suggested that they could see all of Sebastian’s
anatomy for a soaring fee and double that, they could practice their
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