He dipped his finger in Tessa’s wetness to lubricate her throbbing clitoris and stroked and massaged with a pressure unlike any Tessa had ever felt before. When he sensed she was right on the edge, he pinched Tessa’s nipple, bringing her almost to the point of pain, and taking her exactly where she longed to go. Tessa began to spasm. It wasn’t powerful, but it was.
When Tessa stopped quivering, she opened her eyes and looked at Jason.
“Was that what I think it was?”
“Congratulations.”
“It was…” Tessa struggled for words. “It was nice, but not exactly fireworks. Is there something wrong with me?”
Jason pulled his hand out, wiped it on a paper napkin, and pulled Tessa into a hug. “There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Most firsts aren’t fireworks. But now that you’ve opened yourself up to it, and your body is relaxed and receptive, I think it’s safe to say fireworks are in your future.”
Tessa cried while Jason held her. After a few minutes, she pulled herself together, Jason paid the bill, and they headed back to the Westberg. Jason used the time in the car to further educate Tessa. He began with an explanation of a woman’s orgasm. It was something Tessa had read about, part of her homework, but Jason’s explanation seemed easier to understand. Then he asked Tessa how she had felt, both emotionally and physically. “That wasn’t a rhetorical question,” he said when Tessa didn’t immediately answer. So she thought about it, and answered.
“First I was appalled at myself for letting a man I don’t know touch me there, and in a public place. At first, I was so nervous I thought I might throw up. Then I started to feel something, a little spark. After that, I didn’t care about anything. I just wanted to feel it .”
“And how did you like your first orgasm?” Jason asked. A grin played at the corners of his mouth.
“It felt nice. But mostly it felt like relief.” Tessa’s eyes started to water. “I really thought I was defective.”
They had just come to a stop light, so Jason turned to face Tessa full-on. “You are a beautiful, complete woman. You just need a little help finding your way, that’s all.”
“I need a lot of help finding my way,” Tessa said. But she smiled now.
“Lucky for you, the Aussie Team is the best there is.” When they pulled up to the Westberg, Jason said, “We’re going to the beach this afternoon. Have a rest and a bite to eat. Bring a swim suit. I’ll pick you up at 2:00.”
-12-
David, just a quick report from Australia! Had breakfast out this morning and saw some sights. Sydney is far more complex than I ever knew. It’s an interesting mixture of cosmopolitan and down-home. The weather is great…hate to rub it in since the weather report on line says Chicago is 36° and overcast. Sorry : - (
I’m going to the beach this afternoon. Have to leave in a few minutes. I’ll write more when I have time.
Yours, Tessa
PS: thanks again for understanding
***
“I thought Bondi Beach was the main beach in Sydney,” Tessa said.
“It is the most well-known, and it is beautiful. But Bondi won’t provide quite the experience I’m looking for, so…” Jason held Tessa’s hand as they stepped off the ferry, “welcome to Watson’s Bay.”
Tessa looked around. “Where’s the beach?”
Jason laughed. “Patience, patience. And follow me.”
Jason led Tessa through a place called Camp Cove, up some stairs and past some old gun emplacements. “They were erected during the war,” Jason explained. After a few minutes, they arrived at the top of another beach.
“Welcome to Lady Jane Beach,” Jason said, smiling. “It’s a great place for some sun, some beautiful swimming, and freedom.”
Tessa understood the first two things. Sun and swimming; who wouldn’t want that at a beach. She was about to ask for an explanation of the third when her eyes found the answer to the question forming on her lips.
“Jason! This
When Tessa stopped quivering, she opened her eyes and looked at Jason.
“Was that what I think it was?”
“Congratulations.”
“It was…” Tessa struggled for words. “It was nice, but not exactly fireworks. Is there something wrong with me?”
Jason pulled his hand out, wiped it on a paper napkin, and pulled Tessa into a hug. “There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Most firsts aren’t fireworks. But now that you’ve opened yourself up to it, and your body is relaxed and receptive, I think it’s safe to say fireworks are in your future.”
Tessa cried while Jason held her. After a few minutes, she pulled herself together, Jason paid the bill, and they headed back to the Westberg. Jason used the time in the car to further educate Tessa. He began with an explanation of a woman’s orgasm. It was something Tessa had read about, part of her homework, but Jason’s explanation seemed easier to understand. Then he asked Tessa how she had felt, both emotionally and physically. “That wasn’t a rhetorical question,” he said when Tessa didn’t immediately answer. So she thought about it, and answered.
“First I was appalled at myself for letting a man I don’t know touch me there, and in a public place. At first, I was so nervous I thought I might throw up. Then I started to feel something, a little spark. After that, I didn’t care about anything. I just wanted to feel it .”
“And how did you like your first orgasm?” Jason asked. A grin played at the corners of his mouth.
“It felt nice. But mostly it felt like relief.” Tessa’s eyes started to water. “I really thought I was defective.”
They had just come to a stop light, so Jason turned to face Tessa full-on. “You are a beautiful, complete woman. You just need a little help finding your way, that’s all.”
“I need a lot of help finding my way,” Tessa said. But she smiled now.
“Lucky for you, the Aussie Team is the best there is.” When they pulled up to the Westberg, Jason said, “We’re going to the beach this afternoon. Have a rest and a bite to eat. Bring a swim suit. I’ll pick you up at 2:00.”
-12-
David, just a quick report from Australia! Had breakfast out this morning and saw some sights. Sydney is far more complex than I ever knew. It’s an interesting mixture of cosmopolitan and down-home. The weather is great…hate to rub it in since the weather report on line says Chicago is 36° and overcast. Sorry : - (
I’m going to the beach this afternoon. Have to leave in a few minutes. I’ll write more when I have time.
Yours, Tessa
PS: thanks again for understanding
***
“I thought Bondi Beach was the main beach in Sydney,” Tessa said.
“It is the most well-known, and it is beautiful. But Bondi won’t provide quite the experience I’m looking for, so…” Jason held Tessa’s hand as they stepped off the ferry, “welcome to Watson’s Bay.”
Tessa looked around. “Where’s the beach?”
Jason laughed. “Patience, patience. And follow me.”
Jason led Tessa through a place called Camp Cove, up some stairs and past some old gun emplacements. “They were erected during the war,” Jason explained. After a few minutes, they arrived at the top of another beach.
“Welcome to Lady Jane Beach,” Jason said, smiling. “It’s a great place for some sun, some beautiful swimming, and freedom.”
Tessa understood the first two things. Sun and swimming; who wouldn’t want that at a beach. She was about to ask for an explanation of the third when her eyes found the answer to the question forming on her lips.
“Jason! This
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