The Lesson (Flasher)

D. Musgrave

"Show me how you masturbate," he whispered.

She grinned, "Sit against the headboard."

Eagerly, he sat up as she slid invitingly between his thighs, nestling her cheeks against his hardness.

Taken aback, he tried questioning, but she turned and kissed him. His fingers danced up her ribs and cupped her taut breasts. A low groan rolled up her throat as his thumbs grazed across her distended nipples. She pulled her lips away from his inviting kiss and leaned into his chest. "Follow my fingers, I'll teach you."

His fingers trailed down her arms and weaved between hers. The wetness of her sex escaped, anointing her lips and their fingers. He followed her silent instructions, delving into her depths, and teasing her engorged bud. They dissolved into one, as fingers teased and pleasured her core; believing he was masturbating his own pussy.

Her head fell forward as her body shuddered. Instinctively, he slipped two fingers deeply, twirling his thumb on her bud. Her sex clutched rhythmically as his fingers curled toward her reverberating G-spot. Falling back against his chest, she gasped, her orgasm spilling out. Her hot, creamy juice washed over his hand, soaking the mattress.

Seconds later, he slipped his fingers from her clutching lips, and raised them to taste the nectar. Grabbing his wrist, she pulled the glistening fingers to her mouth and licked his fingers clean.

"Anything else you want me to show you?"

He flexed his shaft and grinned, "I'm sure I can think of something."

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