Tales by Jennie

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In the half-hour between when Lisa dragged Maggie up the stairs and now, the lounge had been rearranged. 

The heavy velvet curtains were all drawn shut. Little evening light trickled in from the edges. Instead, there were two lights focused on an oval rug. The rest of the room was illuminated solely by candlelight. Facing the rug were three chairs-and-a-half loveseats -- too big for one, but too small for two. There were small end tables on both sides of each of the sofas. Along either side of the platform were four chairs. On one side sat Jen, Anne -- Lisa recognized them from the brochure -- and Maren, on the other side were three men and a woman Lisa had not yet met.  In front of the roll-top desk was a wine bar. A short woman, covered in tattoos and piercings, with messy dyed-black hair chopped into an undercut was standing by it, wearing the same bra and panties as all the other women.

Theresa led the way to the wine bar, and Danielle was close behind. 

“Bonjour Grace. What are we drinking today?”

So this was Grace.

The woman smiled at Theresa. “We have a 2015 Bordeaux and a 2010 Côte de Beaune,” in an accent Lisa could not place.

“Le  Bordeaux, s’il vous plaît” Theresa said, slapping the table.

Grace poured a glass. Handing it to her, she said with a wink “Bois pas trop. I don’t want you hung over in the morning.”

“Mais oui, ma jolie petite maîtresse” Theresa said, and kissed both of Grace’s cheeks.

Danielle was next up. “Did I hear you say you had a Côte de Beaune?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“This girl knows her wine. Je vous aime beaucoup. Merci. Votre accent, êtes-vous Français?”

“Breton, de Morlaix.”

“Merveilleuse! Parlez-vous Breton aussi?”

“Un peu.” She had a look of disappointment in her face.

Does everyone here but me speak French? Lisa thought. She was greatly relieved when next Siobhán simply asked for ‘red’. Lisa herself also went for red. Once everyone had gotten a glass, they headed to the half-sofas as a group.

Theresa was the first to sit in the chair at the right, and Siobhán immediately sat on her lap, her arms wrapped around Theresa’s neck. The new women all stood around, as there were four of them but only two remaining seats. Theresa whispered and waved at them “Sit with you partners!”

Lisa placed her glass on a table and took the middle seat. Maggie took her seat on Lisa’s lap. Julie sat first in her pair, with Danielle on top of her.

With all of the women seated, Grace left the wine bar and sat beside Maren. Anne stood and moved to the center. “Welcome to L’Ecole des Femmes. This is our fifteenth year welcoming women to explore their bodies and sexuality. 

“First, introductions. I’m Anne. The fine lady next to me is the love of life, my wife, Jen.” She held her hand next to her mouth as if to tell a secret and said “Don’t worry. We’re not exclusive.” Then she continued normally “Next to her is Maren. You all should have met Maren at registration. And last to my right is Maren’s fiancée, Grace -- they’ll be married here next month; Jen will be officiating. Us four are the primary instructors here. On the other side, you’ll find Rafael and Alexander. They’ll be helping out with the Anal Experience program. Julie and Lisa will get to know them well. Lastly, we have Brie, our housekeeper, and T.J., our groundskeeper. Brie and T.J. usually don’t get involved with the activities, but don’t be afraid to stop and say hi if you see them or chat with them. Finally, there’s Alphonse, who’s busy in the kitchen preparing a wonderful meal for us. You’ll see him when he brings out the food. Now, it’s important to know that no one else should ever be on the grounds during your stay. Please let one of us know if you see anyone -- scream, shout, whatever it takes. 

“We started this school fifteen years years ago because too many women didn’t know their own bodies. We’re here to educate you about your body and your sexuality, and have one hell of a good time while doing it. Tonight we have dinner and a movie screening in the commons room, and we begin our programs tomorrow. I’m going to turn it over to Jen now." She went to sit down, but quickly turned back to the guests. "Oh, before I turn it over, I’ll be an instructor for the New to Sappho, Stretching, and Watersports programs.”

Anne returned to her seat, and Jen came to the center.

“Okay, who has already had an orgasm!?”

Theresa and Siobhán raised their hands, whooping and cheering. Lisa timidly raised her hand, turning red in the process.

“One of our new girls! Ooooh. Was it good?”

“Yeah,” Lisa said softly.

“Yeah. Just ‘yeah’?” Jen said mockingly. “Was it great!?”

“It was wonderful,” Lisa said whimsically. 

“Do you want another?”

“Yes.”

“Louder!”

“Yes! I want another!” Lisa said.

“You’ll get another. Everyone here will have a fuck-ton of orgasm!” Jen paused like a televangelist about to ask for donations. “Take a look at the person you’re sitting with. That person is your primary partner. For two hours every day, you are going to fuck the shit out of her.  Some of that will be supervised by us, but most of it will not be.

“Your primary partner isn’t the person you’re ‘most similar to’ or ‘most compatible with’. That would be rather boring. They’re the person we feel you can learn the most from. Take Lisa and Julie, for example. You two are in roughly the same place in life and from the same background -- 30s, married, from the same part of the country even and similar backgrounds. You’re too much the same. But Lisa and Maggie, or Julie and Danielle, you are different. And that difference is what will help you learn. 

“Now, during your free time, you are welcome to have sex with anyone, pretty much anywhere available, you see. You’re not limited to your primary partner, except during that scheduled time.

“We also have two repeat visitors, Theresa and Siobhán. Siobhán. Let me tell you, that woman can eat pussy for hours. You want to make friends with her.”

“Damn straight, ladies!” Siobhán called out, while finishing her wine. “She’s mine!” Theresa playfully protested while clutching her tightly with both arms.

“I’ll be running the New to Sappho, Anal Experience, and Watersports programs. Now, on to Maren.”

“Hi everyone. You all have met me already, I’m Maren. I’m Jen and Anne’s assistant, the l’Ecole des Femmes lawyer, and an instructor. I’ll be teaching Anal Experience and Sapphic Massage, and switching between New to Sappho and Lesbian Bondage as needed.” Maren sat down and Grace stood up.

“Bonjour. I’m Grace. I’ll be fucking Theresa and Siobhán for three hours every morning in Lesbian Bondage II, Stretching, and Sapphic Massage. It would seem they really like me and join my classes, no? Me and Maren will be staying here overnight today and tomorrow, and I make it a point to fuck every woman who comes through here.”

“We all do!” Jen shouted from her seat.

“Now, in Bondage, we will focus on skin stimulation like candles and ice, advanced ropes and knots, and forcing your partner to have an orgasm or four. In stretching, well, this is the goal.” She held up a three-liter soda bottle that was placed near the front. “And finally, in Massage, you will learn how to relax your partner while making her cum. Jennie.”

She sat down and Jen took the stage back. 

“Since Grace gave you the syllabuses, so will I. All first-time visitors go through New to Sappho -- that’s really just a whole lot of lesbian sex. You’ll spend the hour either eating pussy, fingering pussy, fucking pussy with a dildo or strapon, or being on the receiving end of that. The Anal Experience is basically the same, only your tushy instead of your pussy. Alex and Rafael will be with us on Tuesday and Thursday of week one, and a little more in week two. There will also be additional private sessions with them in week two. And finally, in Watersports, you’ll learn how to give and receive Golden Showers. We do ask that you limit watersports activities to either the bathrooms or outside, though. Poor Brie really isn’t going to clean up after you, so you’ll end up spending your time cleaning instead of getting your pussy licked.

“All of our programs work on both sides, the passive and active, the domme and the sub, the giving and receiving. You never know how you really feel until you’ve been on both sides, and we want every woman who comes through here to have a wide range of experiences to take with her.

“Now, I’d like you to introduce yourselves to everyone, starting with Theresa.”

Theresa sat up in her seat. “Hi. I’m Theresa. I live in LA with my husband. This is my third time coming to l’Ecole des Femmes. I first came here when me and my husband were separated -- we’ve since reconciled. But that first time here, I met my lover Siobhán.” She stopped and kissed Siobán. “And we come her once a year together since then.”

“This little tart just couldn’t get enough of me. I’m Siobhán. I’m originally out of Donegal, spent 10 years living in London, and now I'm in New York with hubby. I came here to try and spice things up a bit, and found I just can’t stay away from this one.”

“Lisa,” Jen said, prompting her to go next.

“I’m Lisa. I’m from North Carolina. I’m here, in part, because of my husband -- looking to spice things up a bit. This is my first time, I don’t really know what to expect.”

Maggie spoke next. “Hi everyone. I’m Maggie. I broke up with my boyfriend like a year ago, and my friend Katie was there to help me. She’s such a dyke, but she’s sooo sweet and I totally am crushing on her now. We made out a few times and I really wanted to go to the next level with her, but I didn’t know how. But then my boyfriend wanted to get back together, and he was being so sweet and paid for me to come here as soon as I turned 21.”

“I’m Danielle. My husband passed last year, and while I loved him dearly, I always felt I was missing something from life, even after 38 years of marriage. You could say I’m ‘crushing’ on my friend Rose, too, who is, to use the more polite term my mother always used to refer to my great-aunt Betty, a spinster for life. I would like to explore my own sexuality as well.

“I’m Julie, and like um... Lisa, I’m here partially because of my husband, too. I guess we really are alike. Me and him are looking to spice things up a bit, and … I kinda always wanted to know what it was like being with a woman.”

“Thank you Julie, and thank you everyone,” Jen said. “Now, before we have dinner, we’re going to have a little impromptu demonstration. While us four" -- she waved her hand over the instructors -- "were getting changed, one of us was very horny and could barely contain herself. So...

“Grace, would you please make Maren cum for us?”

“With pleasure, Miss Jen.”

Maren jumped, startled. This was not part of the script. Still, she took a deep breath and laid down on the rug. The 'impromptu' part was what bothered her; having sex in front of the group was quite normal after working for Jen and Anne for several years.

Grace moved to the floor. She pushed Maren’s legs apart, and laid on top of her. She kissed Maren on the mouth, then pulled her head up. Supporting her upper body on one arm, she used the other hand to push Maren’s head to the side, then kissed her exposed neck from her ear to her shoulder. She gave Maren another kiss on the lips, then took her hand-in-hand and kissed her chest.

Grace flexed her back up, and pulled Maren’s breasts out of her bra, exposing her metal rings piercing her nipples. Grace touched her tongue to Maren’s nipples, then using her teeth, tugged on the rings and pulled them upward for all to see.

“That’s really hot,” Maggie said softly. 

Grace looked up to Maggie. “You want to try? Come, tug on her rings while I fuck her. “

Maggie got off Lisa’s lap, and knelt beside Maren’s head. Grace sat up, and took Maggie’s hands, and placed them on Maren’s breasts. 

“There. Just tug them, gently to start. Up, down, left, right. She likes that.”

Grace re-positioned herself between Maren’s legs, then tugged her panties past her butt. She lifted Maren’s long legs high, then pulled her panties off, and tossed them to Siobhán, who sniffed them, then rubbed herself with them.

Grace touched Maren’s pussy, and rubbed her fingers over her labia. Maren let out a moan. Grace looked at Maggie and said “When she moans, pull a bit harder.”

Grace slipped her fingers into Maren, and she let out a big moan. On cue Maggie pulled harder, and Maren’s back arched with a loader moan. Grace began to finger-fuck her harder and faster. Maggie quickly learned which actions got a louder response from Maren, and focused on those.

Maren’s breathing was rapid and shallow. Finally, Grace said “Cum for me.”

Maren let out a huge scream, and a gush of fluid came out of her.

Grace pulled her fingers from Maren, and held them to Maggie’s face. “Taste her.” And she pushed her fingers into Maggie’s mouth. Then turning her attention back to Maren, said “Tell Maggie merci.”

“Thank you Maggie,” Maren whispered.

"You make her cum next time, okay?" Grace said.

"Yes ma'am," Maren answered. Grace returned to her seat. Jen took the center again, standing above Maren, who was still lying on the rug.

“That was lovely, wasn’t it girls? That’s just a preview of what you all will be getting in the next two weeks.

“Alex, Rafael, T.J., I think you’re done for the evening. Brie will be assisting during dinner service. As for the other ten of us, let’s head to the dining room where Alphonse has a wonderful meal prepped for us.

“And Siobhán, you can keep the panties. Maren won’t need them anymore.”

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