The Awakening of Jennifer Ch. 01

As so many of the great changes in our life do, Jennifer's "awakening" began simply enough. It began at book club. Most women are familiar with book club-basically an excuse to get together with the girls to chitchat on a weekly basis, and hers was no different. This week she had actually read the book. Out of boredom though more so than for the enjoyment, as the book was really non descript and predictable.

It was the biography of a woman, who late in life, decided not to miss out on lives thrills and began to sky dive, mountain climb, go on safaris etc. etc. While rather boring, the story did have one line that did stick in her head. "I though I might as well try it now, as I wont be here to try it in 40 years".

Jennifer was often described as librarianish. She was 5'6" 135 pounds and 28 years old. While she was pretty enough she didn't really put a lot into her looks. She dressed nice, but conservatively. And, along with the glasses, she usually acted rather reserved, all contributing to the way she was interpreted by others. She was defiantly not a risk taker.

At 28, she was in the middle of her age group in book club but was one of only two girls who were not married and never had been. She had had limited experience with men but had been in a 3 year relationship that ended badly. That relationship constituted most of her experience with men.

Book club always turned to discussion of men and sex and Jennifer had little to contribute. While not a prude by any means, she was just to shy to have tried some of the things they discussed and now, with no one in her life had no opportunity. She was not turned off by their discussions but found her self having trouble relating-telling herself she could contribute more when she found a man to do things in bed with.

Tonight though, one of the women mentioned her and her husband had watched and x-rated movie. Most of the other women said they had watched them too, but the reasons why varied. One said she loved the effect it had on him and, therefore, the effect he had on her. One woman loved to close her eyes and listen to the "sounds of sex" while she had sex with him, and would often masturbate listening to it when he wasn't home. One woman felt it was erotic watching things take place on screen that she would never do herself.

The stories went around and around but all women agreed the women were attractive, the men's cocks were interesting but may be frightening in real life and they typically weren't as into them as there husbands. "In fact", one woman said, "I let my husband talk me into going into an adult bookstore. To watch the peepshows!" Sarah had only watched one x-rated movie and it was horribly lit, and poorly dubbed. She had heard of peep shows but never believed people really went, and she had to admit, she was very curious to hear the answers to the questions that were flying around about how it had been.

In the end the woman had felt is was dirty, dark and not very sexy. There was hole in the wall on either side about waist high and, more than once, someone had stuck their cock through the hole. She did say that knowing people were on the other side had aroused her and she gave him a great blowjob, but was more than ready to leave when it was over

On her ride home Jennifer thought a lot about how the women had liked the movies and found herself focusing a lot on the idea of someone watching her and her "mate". She was sure she would need him there to give her the feeling of safety needed to go through with it though. In fact, as she let Rex, her German Sheppard out for the night, she was still thinking about it. As she went to bed she thought about people watching her do things and say things and soon she noticed a slight dampness accompanied by a stiffening of her nipples.

She began to lightly rub her nipples as she kind of half-dreamed a scenario. As she thought through it, she rubbed her nipples a little harder, then began tweaking them and enjoying the heat that brought to her clit. The sense of need, the throbbing and the increased moisture. Finally, unable to take it anymore she slid her hand to her clit. Even though it was her own hand, her legs responded. Her knees lifted and spread. One hand now rubbed vigorously on her clit while the other hand inserted a finger. The finger went deeper, sliding with ease as her juices flowed more readily. The wetness also allowed her finger to slide easier on her clit. She had forgotten the fantasy, now engrossed in her impending orgasm. Her nipples still ached for touch but with not enough hands she focused on her clit and the inner portion her pussy lips. The friction was working, she was getting close, losing her breath, rubbing faster, harder, arching her back and finally, with a bite to her lower lip, she came. As she relaxed, she could taste blood. She realized the fantasy had caused such a strong reaction that she had bitten through her lip.

The next day, as she drove home from work, she noticed and adult bookstore. The marquee advertised the latest in adult films at the best prices. She initially tried to drive away the thought but, by the end of the week, realized she wanted to stop in to see what all the fuss was about...