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 A lesson for me and my inexperienced wife By Bhuralund@gmail.com

   I am an Indian and we follow the practice of early arranged marriage so
when I turned 19 (I am proud that I was still a virgin for my virgin wife)
my parents found a nice homely countryside girl and got us married.  I had
never seen her before save for a photograph but I found her rather cute. 
She was very slim and had fluttering black eyes and a pouty mouth that was
like waiting to be kissed.  However, on our first night together after the
garish and exhaustive ceremonies, I realized I didn't know what to do. 
Worse, even she didn't know anything.  So the virgin me and the virgin her
stayed virgin even though we were legally married.  Both of us were very
ignorant and super shy and couldn't even raise the topic - forget to anyone
else - to each other.

   Four frustrating months passed by and we were still no where near
consummating our marriage than the first night.  One late night, after
being frustrated for not knowing what to do (honest, I had never even
masturbated and been brought up in a religious house used to think it was a
dirty and shameful act) I went out to the neighborhood park and sat
wondering about our married life.  Just then a man came and sat next to me.
I wouldn't even have noticed him but he was smelling rank like he hadn't
had a shower in ages (and ass the sweat from the hot summer days to that to
multiply the stink he raised) so I looked up and saw him.  He was much
older.  Maybe even older than my 60-year-old father.  He was absolutely
black and sprouted a thick moustache of mostly grey hair.  His head was
shining bald (shaved I think) and his was smoking a cheap looking
cigarette.

   When he saw me look up, he grinned showing me his yellow tobacco (and
god knows what else) stained teeth.  "Hi there," he said and I nodded a shy
smile back at him.  I was about to get up to sit somewhere else when he
offered me a ruffled pack of cigarettes, "Kiddo, you look like you could
use a smoke?  What's making you sit so sadly, and alone?" I really didn't
know what to say but the urge to somehow vent my frustration took over me
and I accepted a cigarette.  He cupped his dirty, sweaty hands around my
neat and clean ones and lit my cigarette.  "When I was your age, I would be
out and about by this time of the night and be fucking some young girl's
pussy with my always-horny cock," he said so matter of factly that I didn't
mind his crude language.  "You are lucky," I said.  "Oh cum on, don't give
me that pathetic look.  You look so handsome; your body looks so strong. 
And I am sure any girl will open her legs wide to let you fuck her
senseless and deposit a fuckload of sperm inside her.  Right?" The way he
said it made me cry and tears welled up in my eyes.  This caught him by
shock...or maybe it was surprise and he pulled me up in a bear hug. 
Initially his smelly clothes almost gagged me but then soon I started
feeling like I was being comforted.  I think his big hands, the way he was
caressing my shoulders, back and even buttocks, relaxed me and a send a
kind of a tingle through my body.  We just stood there for a while, I mean
for a long while and at the end of it when he started massaging my chest
and starting nibbling on my ears, I looked at my watch and realized it was
more than 30 minutes already.

   "Thank you so much mister.  I already feel much better," I said.  I
realized his penis was very hard and was pushing against mine and that was
causing mine to get hard too.  "Don't worry its okay.  You can count on me
for anything," he said and gave my crotch a gentle push with his crotch. 
"Actually," I heard myself opening up to him, "I got married four months
ago and we haven't consummated my marriage yet because I don't know what to
do.  And worse, my wife also doesn't know anything."

   "What a silly boy you are?  You should have told me earlier.  You are
just in the right hands and you don't even have to pay my fees.  You see, I
am a professional sex trainer for couples like you.  I have given up my
practice along with all social and material things at my age and live with
minimal expenses to devote my time in prayers but still we can work out
something," he said and added, "Don't worry I know you don't want anyone
else to know, so you don't need to say what we are going to do to anyone.
It will only remain between you and me.  So you want me to help?" Of course
I wanted someone to help and he did look so gentle and caring I thought
about his big black hands comforting me with his gentle and sensual
caresses.  "Really?  You are a sex trainer?  You can help me...us?  Oh that
sounds like god has granted me my wish..." I rambled on excitedly.  Then
asked him, "So how do we go about it."

   He was in deep thought and then he scribbled down an address and asked
me to meet him there the next morning together with my wife.  Next day, I
told everyone at home that we were going to meet a friend who hadn't
attended the wedding and would be in late.  When we reached the address, I
realized it was not a very posh area.  The house looked like it was
abandoned and not been cared for at all.  It was down in the dumps and
doors and windows were broken or chipped off.  There was a smell of mold
everywhere.  Apprehensive and excited I knocked at the door.  The old man
opened the door.  He looked like he had just woken up from sleep and his
hair was unkempt and his clothes - okay he was only wearing a singlet and
boxer shorts - looked dirtier than last night.  His eyes lit up when he saw
us and then he apologized and told us to wait for a few minutes.  We waited
ten minutes before he opened the door again and I took this time to explain
to my wife that he was a devout person and will help us consummate our
marriage.  My uneducated but pretty wife agreed and promised me that she
would do anything the holy person told us.  When he came out he looked a
little better but then the smell and the dirt on his skin and clothes was
still there.  Anyway he had already told me that he had given up material
things so it seemed okay.

   We entered a decaying large hall with some scattered broken furniture.
Then we followed him inside a room, which was slightly cleaner but very
dark.  All the windows were sealed up with wooden planks.  There was a
king-sized mattress in the centre of the room covered with a single bed
sheet.  The part of the mattress that was uncovered was stained with deep
yellow and brown stains...and there was a smell of mushrooms in the air. 
On one broken box was a paper photograph of a god and a freshly lit incense
stick was burning furiously.  He asked us to sit down and pray with him
before embarking on any activity.  We gingerly sat down on the dirt crusted
floor and prayed for a good sex life.

   Five minutes of prayers later, he called out loudly, "Katya, oh Katya,
come here please." Shortly, Katya, a man of 50 entered the room.  He looked
surprised at the sight of us and turned sideways to hide, what I thought
was his tented underwear.  Like the other man, Katya was dirty and
absolutely black.  "I have promised to help this young couple consummate
their marriage as they are innocent children.  Please stay around if I need
any help from you.  Okay?" Katya grinned in a vicious evil grin, said,
"Sure Pande," and came in to sit behind my wife.

   Pande turned towards us and asked (my wife), "Your husband has already
explained your situation to me last night.  Now YOU need to tell me what
you want help you want from me?" My wife looked scared and looked at me,
but I smiled reassuringly and told her to say what I had told her. 
"Eh...er...he told me...eh...that I must...we must do...whatever you
say...and we will become real man and woman...eh...sorry," she whimpered
and Pande laughed at her innocence.  "Good.  Good.  That's right, as a holy
man, I expect both of you to follow whatever I say without any questions
asked.  Understand?" There was a newfound authority and command in his
voice and we nodded eager to please him.

   "Now I will explain the way a man and woman are supposed to unite in
harmony but unfortunately my female assistant had some work so although
Katya is here to help I will need your" and he pointed at my wife "help in
doing some of the explanation.  By actively being involved in the process,
you will get a deeper understanding of the whole system.  Okay?" and now he
looked at me for my approval.  I nodded and nudged my wife to nod too. 
"Good," he said, getting up, "Let's begin." Then he clapped and started
telling us - actually most of the time he was addressing my wife - about
why god made man and woman.  He explained that as god's creature, woman was
made to please man, any man.  It was a rule made by us lowly and insecure
men that a woman should only be a wife and please only her husband while
god created woman to please all men who want to be pleased by her.  I was
slightly surprised but then began to see the point he made.  Then he talked
briefly about what the actual process of pleasure was.  "Let me showcase
the female anatomy, Ruchi (that's my wife), please stand up here." Then he
stood next to her and started tracing every contour of her body and each
body part he touched, he explained the purpose of it.  Like elbows and
knees were arousal points and must be kissed to arouse a woman.  Like
breasts were not just made to provide milk for babies but also for a man to
suckle to make his mouth strong.  Like a woman's five senses were stronger
than a man's so as to make her appreciate a man better without expected a
reciprocal.

   The way his thick black fingers were roaming my wife's body, I saw that
my wife was getting a bit restless.  She had started squirming a bit and
there was sheen of perspiration all over her body (but that may have been
because there was no fan or air-conditioning in the room).  Then he asked
Katya to stand.  Katya, grinning unprofessionally, stood up.  His dirty
boxers were still slightly tented.  Pande made Katya and my wife stand
together, their bodies touching on the side.  Then Pande went on to explain
how a male body worked.  The body parts that needed special attention by a
female (or even a male he told to surprised looks from both my wife and
me).

   "Now, I will showcase how man and woman can consummate the act of
pleasure," Pande said and asked my wife to remove her clothes.  My wife,
her eyes wide like that of a hunted fawn, looked at me and I nodded my
approval.  Unsure of my nod, she nevertheless followed my command and
slowly took off her clothes.  She must have only taken off her saree when
Pande stopped her.  He asked Katya to take over, justifying, "In sexual
circumstances, a man normally may remove the clothes of a woman, Katya,
show us." Katya towering a foot above my wife's slender 5 feet, rushed to
take off the rest of her clothes.  In a minute my demure virgin wife was
standing there in front of three men (two of whom were absolute strangers)
buck naked.  Any attempts by her to hide her vagina or breasts were stopped
by Pande's reprimands.

   Katya then slowly repeated the process of seduction as Pande had
verbally explained.  He caressed my wife's entire body with his big black
and dirty hands, the colour contrasting against my wife's pure and pale
white body.  My wife's nipples were hard as pebbles and she was squirming
rather badly.  Then at Pande's command, Katya started sucking my wife's
breasts making loud noises.  At that point I thought the education was
really helpful as my penis was rock hard and some slippery liquid was
seeping out of the uncut tip.  Katya sucked on the nipples for a very long
time...and by the time he stopped my wife's hand was behind his dirty head,
pushing her entire breast inside his mouth.  When he removed his head, I
saw blood shot red bite marks all over my wife's untouched breast.  She was
breathing hard and some liquid had started seeping out of her very hairy
vagina.

   Then Pande asked my wife to sit down on her knees.  "Now you must
prepare your man for consummation." As she sat down, her vagina opened up,
like a flower, I could see the pink folds as they opened up like petals. 
They looked very wet and inviting.  The vagina lips were opening and
closing like inviting something inside.  I wanted to kiss the petals but
had to wait for the demonstration.  Katya bent down slightly and pulled his
boxers down.  An enormously big black slab of meat sprang out, like a lamb
chop.  Oh god, it was terrifying to see such a big cock.  My own four inch
long cock suddenly shrank down to less than one inch.  Luckily my wife's
eyes were closed as instructed.  And her mouth was opened wide as
instructed.  Slowly, Katya, pulled his foreskin back and revealed a dark
grey colured penis head shining with some liquid seeping out from the penis
lips.  He pulled on his penis a few times and rubbed the head of his penis
on my wife's pretty lips.  Soon they were shining with the penis liquid.  I
noticed she was slightly itchy and how her hands had slowly slipped to her
flower petal like vagina lips and were scratching them.  Slowly Katya's
meat slab of a penis entered my wife's virgin mouth and started teaching
her how to pleasure a man's penis.  My mouth was watering at seeing her
worship that thick man meat penis.  I had an urge to learn how to please a
man.  Slowly I moved very close to them and saw from a few inches away how
his black penis was entering inside her mouth and how her tongue was
lapping up his underside.  As Pande went on to explain how a woman was
supposed to worship a man's penis, which should be referred as cock and not
a penis.  "Penises belong to boys, men only own cocks," he said.

   Suddenly, Pande became agitated and pushed Katya away.  "You moron, you
are not supposed to teach her like that.  Poor thing," he mentioned and
asked her to keep her eyes shut during the cock worship.  Then he pushed
his own boxers down and revealed a penis...er...cock that was equal in
beauty (or should I say ugliness) to Katya's horsemeat.  It was purple in
colour but there were thick veins protruding everywhere.  It's head looked
very appallingly large like a hard raw apple.  He lifted his cock up and
asked my wife to lick his hairy, sweaty balls.  My wife took a tentative
lick, inhaled the musky aroma and her nostrils flared.  She started licking
the entire set of large balls and soon the balls started looking much
cleaner than the original dirty sweat stained look.  Then Pande slowly
inserted in horsemeat inside my wife's petite mouth.  I was surprised she
could take more than half of his 12-inch old cock (with pure white pubes)
inside her mouth.  Soon he was teaching her how a real man might use her
mouth to please his cock.  And she was learning well, her fingers were now
jammed inside her pink pussy and rubbing a slight protrusion (like a
miniature cock slightly smaller than my real hard cock) above her pussy.

   Katya, silently watched the proceedings and then offered his suggestion
to his Guru, Pande, shall I start teaching her about actual fucking? 
Otherwise they will be late." Pande nodded, in between his panting labored
chest.  Katya lied down on the dirty scrummy floor and lifted my wife,
while she continued to please Pande's monster black cock, like a paper
doll. Then he positioned her just above his man cock, trembling in
anticipation and leaking (I knew what the liquid was by now) pre-fuck
natural lubricating juices.  He spread the prefuck lubrications along her
pink pussy lips and slowly released her on his hard black rod.  I watched
in fascination as she slowly slipped down on his fleshy steel rod.  At one
point of time, she even stopped pleasing Pande's black cock and his big
white-haired balls (even though she stopped, the cock remained inside her
mouth reminding me of a giant lollipop), her eyes opened wide and a silent
scream escaped her eyes.  No sound came out of the mouth because Pande had
gripped her head tightly.  Once she settled down completely on Katya's
monster cock, I could see some blood seeping out of her battered pussy. 
But she remained motionless even as some tears dropped out of her eyes. 
After three minutes or so, Pande couldn't wait anymore and started fucking
her mouth like it was her pink pussy.  Some colour came back in my wife's
pale face and slowly Katya started moving her up and down his fuck rod.  It
was amazing to see how wonderful a woman looked (especially my own wife)
while pleasing man just the way god must have intended her to.  Katya would
pull her up almost till the tip of his 10-inch cock and then let go...so
that she slipped down on the cock like it was a rollercoaster ride.  Some
screams escaped her mouth but they sounded like pleasured shouts not
painful ones.  The lessons in marriage consummation continued for 15
minutes and then Katya announced that he was about to consummate his
pleasure with my wife.  Saying that he pulled my wife down with all his
might (I could see her arms turning bright red where his big black hands
were pulling her down).  Underneath, Katya was bucking like he was having
an epileptic fit.  His legs were trembling wildly and his entire upper body
was spasming for a while three minutes.  He was also groaning loudly like a
breeding bull.  Finally, when his spasms subsided, he loosened his grip on
my wife and pulled her off his pleasure rod, which popped out like a soda
pop bottle out of my wife's puffy and red pussy.  Although it was not hard
anymore, it was still about eight inches and the lips of his cock were
spewing some white liquid like a snake frothing venom.  A large flood of
white froth spewed my wife's rather gaping pussy hole and collected in a
pool on Katya's black soft snake of a cock.  His negro-like pubes were
matted with the froth.

   With one master stroke, Pande, pulled out of my wife's mouth and hauled
her up like she was a baby.  He lifted her up till her face was at his face
level and while he locked his mustached mouth on her lovely pink lips, with
one hand he rubbed along her angry looking puffy pussy and slowly
penetrated her to the ultimate pleasure of a man.  My wife openly screamed
and abandoned her formerly innocent mannerisms.  "Fuck me hard guruji," she
hissed, and our sex guru obliged by fucking her with his black baton like
cock.  She was bouncing off his cock like a rubber doll and munching lewdly
on his thick purple lips.  As Pande gave the ultimate lesson to my wife to
please a man's cock, Katya pulled me towards him and said, "As for you
pretty boy, you must learn to accept your place in servicing a man
pleasured by your wife.  Clean up the mess she has made on my body, lick it
up and make it clean dry." I was not in severe objection to this reasonable
command and lay down on my stomach, slowly slurping on the thick creamy
froth directly from Katya's matted pubes.  Once I was done with all the
smelly spunk, I moved to the tip of the Man's cock and sucked on the long
thick and hardening tube of meat with all my energy.  Soon I was equaled in
my wife's talent in sucking Katya's pleasure rod.  I was delighted to be of
any service to these two real men as they had really made a woman out of my
girl wife.  I was confident that no one could ever make a man of me as I
was born with a boy penis.  I decided then and there that our marriage
would always be consummated from then on by other real men.  I would find
them and let my wife pleasure them they way they wanted.  My real place in
life, as I found out to my delight, was in cleaning up my wife's mess.  And
the way she was swallowing Pande's stud breeding cock's thick breeding
cream, I was sure she would only agree to me.

   Pande, after he had calmed down after the eruption of his smelly funky
sperm inside my wife's young pussy, made me clean him up.  Then he asked me
for a donation of $500 towards the upkeep of the home, which I gladly made.
Then he asked me to bring my wife for the second lesson where he would
teach her how to satisfy five men together.  The third lesson would be to
service some destitute men sleeping on the roadside without asking them
(this was to show her respect to god's command of women pleasing each and
every man in the world).  The fourth lesson, we were told, would be for me
to successfully convince garbage collectors in our neighborhood to seed my
wife upon a large payment for their upkeep.  The fifth lesson would be for
us to somehow make my wife please my father and brothers (they are god's
creations too we were told).  The rest of the lessons, Pande informed us,
will be constructed after the completion of these five.  Then, he said, I
would be allowed to consummate my marriage by inserting my finger-cock
inside my wife's flowered pussy.  Both my wife were very happy with the
arrangement and went home, completely satisfied.