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Chapter 39 - Slippery Session

They spent twenty minutes soaking in the spa, luxuriating in the pulsing hot water of the jets. Then they left it, and passing the pool and seeing a few teens batting a volleyball around in it, decided that spending more time in the water would be nice.

“Hey,” one of the teens called. “If you guys all join us, we can get a volleyball game going!”

“Sure!” Terence called back.

The kid called, “Marcia, Theresa! Get your butts over here! We got ten to play now!”

Two girls appeared from behind an umbrella and rushed to the showers, giggling, where the four friends joined them to wash off from the spa.

“Who’s who?” Peter asked. “Which of you is Marcia? And Theresa? You’re new here, I haven’t seen you guys before.”

“I’m Marcia,” the blond said.

“And I’m Theresa,” the redhead answered. “We just began coming. Our families were here for a weekend once last month, but my family only just moved to Maryland this June. Dad got a job at an Army lab about an hour from here. Marcia lives near D.C.”

Marcia said, “This is my family’s first year coming here, though. We’re cousins. Our brothers are in the pool. Mine’s Jack; he’s also a blond.”

“And my bro’s a redhead like me,” Theresa said. “His name’s Toby. It’s really Curtis but he hates that name, so we call him Toby.”

Theresa continued as they walked to the pool, “The other guys are...”

Peter interrupted, “Yeah, we know them. Gary and Herb. Hi there, guys, how long you here for this time?”

One of them answered, “Me ‘n Herb’re here through next weekend. Um, nine more days.”

“Us too,” Jack said.

“Um, this may be a strange question,” Barbara asked Theresa as they were getting into the pool; Peter and Terence had just cannonballed in at the deep end. “How did you get from ‘Curtis’ to ‘Toby’?”

Theresa giggled. “For some reason he hates ‘Curtis,’ and one day he complained to Dad with, ‘I’m glad you guys didn’t pick a name that could be either a boy’s or girl’s like, um, Toby or something.’ So that’s when we began calling him Toby.”

Tamara and Barbara laughed.

Everyone was in the pool now and introduced themselves. There were four girls and six guys, so they divided themselves up evenly and began to play. While they were playing, they shared a little about themselves. Tamara learned that Gary and Herb came from long-time member families and were starting their high-school senior year. The other four were new to club nudism but had visited nude beaches when their families had been on trips to Europe. Last summer, both families had taken a six-week trip to the Adriatic coast and Greek islands. Apparently Croatia and some of the Greek islands had some really great beaches where nudity was common.

So of course the topic of the Program came up—as it always did with teens. Gary and Herb both attended a parochial high school which didn’t have the Program. Jack was just going to start high school, as would be Toby, and Marcia was going into the eighth grade. Theresa would be a junior. They were all very happy that their high schools had dropped the Program the year before.

It became a spirited game; Tamara and Terence were on the same team and his height and power and Tamara’s speed, reflexes, and accuracy dominated the play, so much so that after a few games, the others demanded that they be split up. Peter was completely amazed at how good Tamara was. After their last game, they grabbed some loungers and sat; he spoke to her about her playing.

“Shit, Tamara, you never told me that you were an athlete too,” he said, accusingly.

“Really? Well, you know that I run most mornings. And I learned volleyball in high school and got pretty good at it. But when the coach came sniffing around and wanted me to be on the school team, I turned her down. She also wanted me on the track team. When I said no to her, she became the biggest bully, so I had to ... you remember my ‘pushing’?”

“Yeah...”

“So I made her feel a bit nauseous every time she looked at me.”

Peter laughed. “Crazy, that’s a great trick. I could have used you in my school. It would have really helped Amy...”

“You still really feel for her, don’t you?” Tamara asked gently.

“I do, but... you know, they never were romantic feelings, like the way I feel about you. She was more to me like a sister—or a very close friend, but not a girlfriend. Being with you now, I see the difference.”

About twenty minutes later, Barbara suggested getting lunch from their stock at the cabin. When they got back to the cabin, Peter and Barbara found several text messages on their phones. They opened the apps.

“From the folks,” Barbara said. “Mom got delayed at the Academy and couldn’t get off this afternoon, so they’ll be out tomorrow morning.”

“I got that one and one from the Gibsons,” Peter said. “They also can’t get here this evening. So it looks like the whole bunch will be coming in tomorrow morning.”

“Who all’s comin’, anyway?” Terence asked.

“Okay, here goes,” Peter said. “Our folks, they’re Scott and Claire. Shelly and Dave Gibson, our aunt and uncle, and their kids, Mike and Janice. Mike’s a junior in high school this fall and Janice’ll be a college senior like us. They live over in Frederick. Another aunt and uncle, Wendy and Larry Winsberg, and the kids, Susan, JoAnne, and Frank. They live in York, Pennsylvania. Susan’ll be a college senior and JoAnne and Frank are in high school, a senior and soph this fall. Oh, and Susan has a serious boyfriend, David Carter. He’s probably coming. He’s starting grad school.

“And finally, there’s Aunt Jo and Uncle Mark Winsberg. They have two kids, twins, Ernie and Audrey. They’re both gonna be high school juniors and live outside Wilmington, Delaware.”

“Man, y’all got a big family,” Terence commented.

“Oh, there’s more,” Peter told him. “Dad’s parents are in Europe. Mom’s parents are at some kinda meeting out west. And another family that couldn’t come; Mom’s brother’s family. We went to see them in Richmond, Virginia, end of July. I won’t overload you with their names now, but you’ll probably hear them mentioned by our cousins.”

They had finished lunch now and Peter texted his parents, aunts, and uncles, telling them that the cabins were all opened now, aired out, and ready for them. Then Tamara went over to him.

“Barbara got a text and told me that she needed to stop by the office; something to do with your family’s visit, and Terence went with her. I’d like to go for a run... I missed doing it for two days and I need it. But I need to wait for a half hour to let my lunch settle.”

“Oh, good. Can we run together?” Peter asked.

“Sure, That’ll be nice. If you can keep up,” she laughed. “Hey, while we wait, let me tell you about the ‘mischief’ I got into when I was in Miami. You need to know that part of me—the part that wants to protect kids, or really anyone who’s defenseless.”

“Nice. With your superpowers, I’ll bet you did a good protecting job,” Peter chuckled.

“Yep. That and using some hi-tech stuff I made,” she answered.

Hmm. I’ll tell him about the school stuff but not the Vanessa stuff. Or how I used the compulsion ability defensively. He doesn’t need to know about that yet, Tamara thought.

She went on to describe how she had made her first zapper in response to seeing the naked kids at school and how her work on improving the zapper, together with her MRI work, led to her developing a device which had possible military uses. Then she told him about how she had thwarted the startup of the Naked in School Program in her school—the auditorium lockout and the fiery floors.

“Holy shit, Tamara!” Peter exclaimed. “This is sounding more and more like a science-fiction story. It’s crazy!”

“Well, remember that I had the help and approval of the lwa or else I couldn’t have done most of those things.”

“Yeah, and that’s the part I have the most difficulty wrapping my mind around. Not that I doubt you, but still...”

“I know. That’s the most difficult part to understand, since you weren’t raised in my traditions. I’m still in the process of trying to understand how what appears to be supernatural fits into the natural world.”

Tamara continued her story, describing her uses of the spirit voices and her maser and how she played on the superstitions and beliefs of the students and teachers in the school. When she got to her description of how she had gotten the teachers to strip. Peter was enthralled.

“That’s so fuckin’ awesome!” he exclaimed. “And you’ve never bragged about that? About how you turned the tables on the teachers?”

“Um, no, why would I need to brag?” she answered. “I was just righting a power imbalance situation. I was showing the people who wanted to hurt kids just what it felt like to be forced to be naked. And it so worked, too. After I did that, over 90 percent of the school’s teachers came over to the kids’ side and refused to have anything to do with the Program. I even got to show the officials at the school district office that I meant business.”

She described how she had staged the stripping of the district officials.

“Damn, sweetie, you’re just awesome, you know? I wish you had been at my school; all that nastiness could have been avoided.”

“But, apart from the pain you had, it all did finally work out, right?” she reminded him. “And you learned a lot of important things about yourself. Especially your resilience. Don’t you agree?”

“Ha. There you go again, sounding just like my shrinks. Sweetie, I’d bet that whatever field you went into, you’d be a star. The depth of knowledge you have, it’s astounding.”

“All because of my parents, Peter. Mom is a social-science genius and taught me about people and relationships, and Dad is one of the most practical people I ever met. He has the most steady, grounded, and analytical mind that I’ve ever encountered. And he’s a mechanical genius too. They’re great people to emulate. Hey, let’s go run now. Okay?”

Tamara decided that she wanted some breast support for her run. Although her breasts were not large, being on the upper side of a “B” cup, she had still experienced uncomfortable movement when she ran in a bra with less support.

“Peter, I need to wear a sport bra to run. Is that okay here?”

“Um, I would think so. Some women wear bottoms when they need to wear pads, so sure.”

“Good. You need any support yourself?”

“Nah. I’ve run nude plenty of times. I think the package all tends to shrink in and tuck up for protection—never thought much about it. I love running totally nude, anyway; it feels so open and free with everything exposed. Except I do need sneakers.”

They went on the run and did five miles; Peter led her on the trails which paralleled the nearby river. He told her that the only direct access to those trails was through the resort, which owned much of that land, the rest was a flood-plain natural area. The remainder of the afternoon was spent at the pool and then, after dinner, it was time for their nuru massage class. As the directions requested, they took showers before going to the studio room in the clubhouse.

When they walked in, they saw a number of pillar candles set out in the room, about a dozen of them. Soft music was playing, and there were a few incense sticks burning in various locations. There were queen or twin-sized air mattresses randomly arranged on the floor and a couple, a man and a woman—the yoga instructor—were carrying bowls of water to place near the mattresses. The friends had been the first to arrive and noticed that they were ten minutes early.

“Hi, guys,” the man said. “I’m Robert and that’s Renee. Can you give us a hand? We’d appreciate it.”

Peter answered, “Sure. What should we do?”

“Baskets over there have towels,” he said, pointing. “Put five towels at each mattress near the water bowls there. That’s the head of each mattress. Then take one towel, fold it over in half, and lay it on the mattress at the head. And in those boxes are spray bottles with water; put one in each water bowl. Thanks.”

They noticed that the water in the bowls was quite warm and watched the couple as they poured packets of a powder into additional bowls and slowly added water.

“If you’re done with the towels,” Richard said, “could you carry these bowls of mixed gel over and put one next to each water bowl? These are on the hot side but not too hot, just so you’re not surprised. By the time we begin, the gel will be nice and warm. Thanks.”

They carried the bowls over to the mattresses as more people began to arrive. Soon there were sixteen in the room, eight couples.

“Welcome to our class. I’m Robert and my partner is Renee. As we said in our announcing it, this class is for couples and we’ll be teaching a form of erotic massage. So if this isn’t what you expected, you’re either welcome to stay or go, whichever is your preference. All staying? Good.

“Now you all read the description in the flyer, I assume, or else you probably wouldn’t be here. Unless you were curious and just dropped in.”

Laughs.

“Okay. Grab a mattress and sit down. We’ll do an intro first.”

Renee began speaking. “Nuru massage is a sensual and erotic massage technique,” she began. “It’s a great way to connect with your partner and increase your intimacy. The sense of touch in nuru works both ways; it heightens the feelings of both the giver and receiver, but in regular massage, the giver’s sense of touch is limited to the hands; and in some other massage techniques, the forearms and elbows, or even feet, can be used. In nuru massage, the entire body is used by both giver and receiver, and this heightens your mutual pleasure.

“As you explore your partner’s body with your hands and glide your body along their skin, your gentle and sensuous movements will transport both of you to heights of tantric fantasy. This ignites the fires of desire and brings greater excitement and passion into your romance. You will also learn what touches and stimuli most please your partner. When a sensual massage becomes erotic, the passion and desire of both partners builds until you both are lost in the heights of sensuality.

“Nuru massage is one of the more difficult massage techniques to do in the home because it can be messy. This class is designed to show you how you can overcome some of the technical problems in getting set up to do it. We’re actually all properly dressed for this class,” she indicated everyone’s nudity and they chuckled, “and you have all showered before coming here, as the directions mentioned. Right?”

There was a murmured “yes” and a few head nods.

“Good. It’s important to have the skin slightly damp to begin; it helps in spreading on the gel. When we start the hands-on... oops, I should say body-on, part...”

More chuckles.

“... we have some spray bottles of warmed water to use to refresh your skin’s moisture. Let’s start out with the preparations you’ll need to begin with. I don’t need to go over the background about the nuru massage, where the term comes from, and about its objectives, since the flyer covers that. As I said before, the basic purpose of nuru massage is to enhance the eroticism within couples.”

Richard resumed the instructions. “But it’s the mechanical trappings about the massage setup that make it more complicated to set up to do in a home. First, there’s the mood setting. You can use candles, incense, and soft music like we’ve done here to set the mood and stimulate three of the senses before the massage stimulates a fourth, the touch sense. You’ll need to prepare the massage surface—be it on a bed or the floor—to protect both the massage and floor surfaces. There are nuru sheets available that you can buy but those can be expensive. We’ve provided these thin plastic air mattresses for your class today. See, the surfaces have a slight texture so the gel will tend not to run off by itself. And their plastic surface allows for easy cleanup.

“You can also put a plastic or rubber sheet on a bed, but be sure you take precautions to keep the gel from sliding off onto the floor. It’s very slippery, as you’ll find out. You could, for example, put pillows or rolled-up towels or blankets along the edges of the bed, underneath the sheet, making kind of a bowl in the bed’s center. That will create a barrier that keeps the gel pooled in the center of the bed, rather than having it sliding off. And, hey, it’ll also keep you from sliding off! That’s known to have happened before and can happen to you too, folks!”

Everyone laughed.

Renee took over the introduction. “Planning for cleanup is important too. Whichever you use, either a bed or an air mattress on the floor, you should still lay towels on the floor around the massage surface—especially if the floor’s carpeted. The gel won’t stain but getting it out of carpet would be a real pain. Put towels down there, because as soon as you get off the bed, the gel will drip off you onto the floor. So put towels, or sheets, down on the floor to step on. Have extra towels on hand too, to wipe off your hands and feet. Gel on feet on smooth floors is a recipe for falls.

“We suggest that you also lay a towel in the area where your partner’s head will rest, as we’ve done here. That’s to do several things: be a comfortable cushion for their head; when prone, it keeps the gel from sliding into their face; and it gives their head a slip-free surface.”

Then Richard took over. “Next in the prep is the nuru gel. Don’t use that personal lubricant stuff; it dries quickly and gets sticky. You want the seaweed-derived gel with no, and I mean no, additives like perfumes or colors. Products with green-tea extract are okay. Or you can make your own; there are on-line recipes. If you do make your own gel, use only food-grade ingredients, because, well, I guarantee that you will be using your mouths on your partners at some point.”

There were a number of embarrassed titters at hearing that.

“We make our own gel for these classes. We use seaweed extract, that’s what gives the gel its slippery texture; disodium EDTA, which is a food-grade stabilizer that adds to the silky gel texture and as a benefit, helps in improving skin health; and sodium polyacrylate, also food-grade, which helps to retard the water from evaporating from the gel. The gel starts as a powder, and we gradually add the powder to hot water to until the right consistency is reached.”

Now Renee spoke, “If you use bottled gel, you’ll want that gel to be warm, too. Warm it up using hot water in your sink, or better, get a large bowl and fill it with very warm water and put it near the massage surface where you can easily reach it. Put the bottle in the bowl to allow it to heat. If you mix your own gel in a bowl, then keep some warm water close by too, so you can thin the gel as needed.

“Now that your setup is ready, your next step is to take a shower. Nuru massage works best when your skin is damp; that way the gel will stay slippery and smooth when you start out and as your massage progresses. Also, a nice hot shower helps relax your muscles and prepares your minds for the erotic session to follow. You people here have already done that, but your skin’s dried out a little now, so we’ll get it wet in a different way.”

Richard spoke now. “So let’s begin. You’re on your mattresses already and next to you is a bowl of warm gel and a bowl of warm water; there’s a spray bottle in there. We’ll use that spray instead of a shower now, and later to thin the gel if it’s needed. So gals, you’ll be the masseuses. Take the spray and lightly mist your guy, not too much, do it just like you do your house plants. You don’t want to drown the plants—just to help them grow. But watch where you spray—we’re not looking for any growing in here just now.”

Everyone laughed at the lame joke.

“Renee will take over now, since it’s hard to talk when your face is in the mattress. Guys, lay down on your fronts with your faces on those towels. Feel free to adjust them for your comfort.”

Renee took over. “Okay, gals, grab some handfuls of gel—see how slimy it is?—but in a smooth, silky way. Now drizzle it over your guy’s back, legs, and arms. Take a little and rub it on your front. Don’t be afraid if it slops around; that’s part of the fun. Get sloppy! Now, using your hands, spread the gel around and explore your guy’s body as you do that. Rub your forearms along their muscles while you gently slide your skin against your guy’s skin. The nuru technique uses your ability to glide your arms, legs, and your entire body over your partner’s body. That close and intimate contact’s the heart of the nuru massage.

“You want the pressure that your weight gives to be sensual, not be crushing or even squeezing somewhere uncomfortably, so make sure your hard parts go on soft tissue and that your soft tissue areas go on hard parts. The hard parts are the forearms, elbows, knees, and shins, and the soft ones are chests, breasts, bellies, thighs, and buttocks. But seeing some of the guys here, I’d have to class their thighs and butts as hard parts.”

There was a lot of laughter at that.

“Okay, gals, that’s right, slide your breasts and body up and down over their entire back, using your hands and arms, or elbows and upper arms, to support your weight as you slide up and down their skin. Also try using long glides up and down, wiggle around in side-to-side circular motions, and try undulating your body in wave-like motions. Explore different movements. Do what feels good.

“That’s right; get creative. Use different body parts for your contact. Move up his back and use your thighs to massage his butt. Use your boobies and nipples on his neck. Use your elbows to massage his butt crease—make sure that you get some gel in there. And watch out for his junk down there—I don’t want to hear any ‘ouch’ sounds.

“You can straddle your partner’s legs or butt with your knees, lightly gripping him with your legs, and grind your pelvis and groin area on his buttocks, while you sway side to side or rock up and down. Good, you’ve been using your front for the massage pressure. Now try this. Facing his head, straddle his back and use your buttocks and groin to slide back and forth over his back, buttocks, and legs. You can even lay back-to-back and do the whole back-and-forth gliding, sliding, and wiggling motions. Don’t neglect any body part. And keep using more gel; the more slippery you are, the better.

“Okay, we’ve been facing their heads. Rotate around to face their feet—don’t lift up! Keep that body contact. Slide around and use your hands and forearms to slide on his butt, thighs, calves, and ankles. Sit on his butt and trap one of his thighs between both of yours like a pincers and slide up and down; then do the other leg. Use your hands to rub and massage another body part as you work your legs. Keep him guessing.

“Another suggestion to keep yourself stable—I see some of you tending to slip off your partner when you’re doing the back-on-back. Have your guy make a cradle with his legs—like Richard is doing—and nestle into that cradle like this, using it for balance as you do your reverse body slide. You can even use the cradle idea when you do the long frontal glides.”

All this time, Tamara had been hearing sighs and groans coming from all around her—and then she realized that a lot of the sighs were her own. She was lost in a sea of sensuality and while she was following Renee’s instructions, she found herself adding to the touching—she just adored the feeling of her skin sliding on Peter’s skin. It was orders of magnitude better than just stroking his body with her hands. And then came another instruction.

“Okay, gals, now it’s time to amp things up. Now your massage will really get hot. Guys, flip over onto your backs. And, if you’re even just a bit endowed, be careful not to hit anyone with your ... goodness ... yeah, don’t hit anything with it.”

The other girls in the room looked around and there were several gasps. Tamara tried to stifle hers.

Spirits! Damn, but Terence is huge! That’s gotta be over eight inches, but fat too! I wonder if he and Barbara...

Renee was speaking again. “Now that you’re settled, we can do the frontal massage. Get some gel and if it seems thicker, spray some squirts of water into the bowl. Not much—a little water goes a long way. Mix it in with your hands, grab some, and drizzle it and massage it all around him. But now, you’ve got a toy to play with too.”

Laughter.

“But hold off on any direct stimulation. You want the massage to last. Straddle him—watch out where; we don’t want anyone accidently impaling themselves...”

More laughter.

“...lean forward, and gently start gliding your body over his, trying to hit his most sensitive spots—I’m sure you know where—and be sure to keep as much full-body contact as you’re able to hold. Watch me and follow as I go through all of the sliding we did on your guy’s back. Do your rotations and undulations, keeping your hands moving too. In this position, you can move up for a steamy kiss too. But don’t rush to get to his intimate areas. That will be soon, though. Guys, this is when you can use your hands on your women. Caress them and help them move around too.

“As you glide, press your boobies and nipples into his chest, his face, and his groin. Rotate your chest around to stimulate the both of you. You can flip over onto your back and use your butt to slide over his chest, groin, and thighs. If you press down on his thighs as you glide there, you may get some nice tingles yourself. Watch me and copy what I do.”

Tamara watched as Renee moved all over Richard, using her body on his, almost like a gymnast moves in the floor exercise or a male gymnast uses the pommel horse. Tamara was feeling like her senses were screaming, she felt so horny, and she saw that Peter was in a no better condition; precum was just pouring out of his cock, which was so hard it was almost purple. With every one of her sliding movements on his body, he gasped, and his hips were pushing up and twitching like he wanted to be humping something—anything.

“Now, let’s straddle our guy’s chests, facing their feet,” Renee said after several minutes. “Lean forward and rub your boobies and nipps on your guy’s pubes, trapping his penis in your cleavage. Use more gel—this works even for gals who don’t have big bazooms, and it feels great for both of you. This is a nuru tit-fuck and I think you’ll agree that it’s awesome.”

The groaning in the room was louder now but the squishing sounds were almost drowning out the groaning.

Jeez, Tamara thought, I never knew my nipps were so sensitive—I’m almost cumming from this sensation!

“Okay now, from here, it’s just a tiny slide to move into a soixante-neuf—a 69, so if you’re inclined to do that, you can, or just keep up with your gliding on your partners. If this were tantra, we’d say to hold off the climax, but it looks like you guys are really primed now, so enjoy.”

Peter groaned, “Please...” so Tamara moved so that her knees were on either side of Peter’s head and her face was at his groin. .

When she tentatively licked his penis and discovered that the gel had no taste—it actually was a bit sweet—she slurped the organ into her mouth and began to mouth-fuck him. And then she felt him licking her vulva. When his tongue reached her clitoris and he nipped it with his lips, a fireball exploded in her groin, followed by a second, then a third. As her fourth one began to die out, Peter erupted. His balls were already pulled up tight against his perineum, but Tamara felt his entire groin pulse, the tube under his penis swelled, and as Peter heaved a huge grunt, a jet of cum rocketed out of his penis into her mouth. It was quickly followed by about five more pulses, the last two much weaker—but lasted longer—like his body was trying to prolong his ejaculations.

Tamara lay there bonelessly on Peter’s chest, breathing hard, and she felt that his muscles had gone slack; his arms had dropped away from her crotch, and his knees, which had risen off the mattress, had slid back down again. With a great effort, Tamara twisted around and slid up on Peter’s body; then she laid a big, wet, sloppy kiss on him.

“That was awesome, honey,” she breathed.

“Yeah,” he panted. “Sure was.”

The room was filled with the sounds of panting and sighing when Richard began speaking again.

“In a lot of nuru sessions, it would continue with partners switching roles, with the guy gliding on top of the gal—but some of you guys are really well built, so you’d need to be very careful about supporting your weight. We’d recommend your doing the guy-on-top version on a very firm mattress or thin air mattress like you’re on now, so that your arms can keep most of your weight off her.

“Okay, it looks like you all had happy endings, right?”

There were sounds of agreement from everyone.

“Good. Now you’ll see how your advance preparations are important for the cleanup. Notice how the mattresses kept the gel contained. Grab clean towels from the stack at the head of the mattress and help your partner dry their feet. Then put the towels on the floor and stand up on them—hold onto each other. The gel will run off of you onto the towel. We’ll carefully walk out the door, watch yourself on the smooth wood floor here, and go to the shower block. You’ll be walking on concrete out there, so it’s safe, but still, be careful.

“Watch yourselves in the shower too—the gel can dry on your feet and the shower water will make it very slippery again. At home, be very careful how you walk on smooth floors and in the shower, use a non-slip mat or even a towel on the shower floor. After the fun, falling is no way to end the session. All right, let’s go shower the gel off now. Then we’ll come back for the rest of the cleanup.”

They all trooped out to the showers and came back in several minutes.

Renee finished the session then.

“Cleanup goes quick when you prepare properly. If you used a plastic sheet on the bed, just fold it over, keeping the gel pooled in the middle. You can dump that out in the bathtub or hose it off outside. What we’ll do here is to spread this plastic sheet on the floor and slide the mattresses onto it. Then we’ll hold the corners and raise them up, keeping everything inside. We’ll carry-drag it out the door to the lawn and hose it all off out there.”

When that was done, the group reassembled in the studio.

“So that’s our ‘How to do nuru massage at home’ class. Any questions?”

Everyone applauded the couple, who did a slight bow.

“Thank you,” Renee said. “We do sell the gel powder and other nuru supplies, as well as massage oils and aromatherapy products. The office has the price list and order forms. We’re members here and can have your orders to you within a day of your order if you’re staying here. We also have an on-line store and can ship product to your address. Thanks again for coming.”

The four friends packed up the little they had brought with them and left. Each was lost in his or her own thoughts.

Walking back to the cabin, the four friends spoke little; they were deep in thought. But when they got to their destination, Barbara broke the silence.

“Hey, are we all okay with that experience? If it was as intense for you as it was for me, I get that you guys may be reluctant to talk about it.”

Peter shook his head. “No, that’s not it. For me, I was just reliving the experience in my head. I didn’t want it to be over.”

“And Ah think Ah lost my tongue—my jaw too—when someone’s thighs clamped down on me,” Terence chuckled.

“Eeww, TMI,” Tamara giggled. “I was also processing my thoughts. My folks—hell, my whole culture—we’re private people, and that much public eroticism, in retrospect, kinda overloaded me. But that session was incredible. The sensations I felt were unbelievable.”

“I can second that,” Peter said.

“Um, Ah got really embarrassed when we had to flip over,” Terence ventured. “Ah got scared...”

Tamara interrupted, “Hey, when you did, all the gals, including Renee, were looking impressed, not disgusted or anything. I think they were envying Barbara,” she giggled.

“Sure. Terence, you made me feel so proud,” Barbara praised him. “You were all mine, and they couldn’t have you,” she laughed. “I’ll have you know that I’m not a swinger. It’s not much of a secret that there’s a small swinger group that comes here. I didn’t see any of them so far, but they hang in a group at the pool and spa. But they’ve always been discreet and there’ve been no complaints.”

“Hey, I’m for turning in early,” Peter said, yawning. “I had more activity today than I’m used to and I’m tired.”

“Getting old, you old man,” Tamara laughed. “Yeah, me too. Let’s get ready.”

They went to their rooms and prepared for bed. Soon all four were asleep, each couple cuddling together.

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