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——————- The Club met in a nice big hotel suite with plenty of room for a crowd. But before you were Big Tits allowed into the party, every new person was required to attend a outdoor sex 2-3 hour seminar during that Saturday afternoon. At 3:00 pm, Sharon and Frank would begin expounding their perspectives on masturbation and believe me, it was good. The seminar alone was worth the price of admission. If you were there, you were going to get the latest medical statistics and advice on how self sex stimulates your endocrine system, how it balances your mood, relieves your stress, lowers your blood pressure, stimulates your immune system, and promotes prostate and vaginal health. Most of that I already knew but the psychology end of their seminar was most fascinating. I'm not going to get all ”classroom” on you about it, but their theory was essentially this... Early age masturbation is where our sexual identity is formed, normally within guilt and shame, and in ways that may transparently haunt us the rest of our lives. And... ”If you want to fix your sexual hang ups, then begin back where it all started!” That was what they babe preached. You want to know their most winning therapy? Simply bringing your past and present masturbation secrets out ”into the light.” That meant talking about it with them, with the club members, and with any other pertinent person until you realized you were not alone in your past shame, nor would be alone in your new found freedom to enjoy masturbation as a normal and healthy daily activity. Solo So after their little talk, everyone was asked to share what their early masturbation experiences were like... Where, when, who knew and what were the consequences, how often, and how did it make you feel during and after? The stories people told were quite intimate and often couched in tears. I knew one thing for sure at the seminar’s conclusion... Sharon and Frank were on to something important and I haven't viewed masturbation the same way since. Members of the club often came to the seminar again and again just to support the new attendees and to review the content. We also “sat in” almost everytime we attended the party. Here's a little secret... During those group self disclosures, Ashley got to peek into the sexual issues and triggers with the new attendees. She took mental notes which would help her later that night deciding how or what to perform within the party scenes. Devious little mind of hers at work! When the seminar concluded, the group moved to the hotel restaurant Busty Teens Solo and had dinner together. It was always romantic and bonding in an intimate, family kind of way. Lots of actual club members came early to get in on the meal. I remember those times as great food, nice wine, and the anticipation of sex. Does it get much better than that? I loved those meals surrounded by new people all excited about what the night might bring. After dessert, everyone had an hour or so to go back to their rooms and shower or nap before the fun began. The Party! I can’t remember how they did this, but it seemed that the only real light in the large middle room of the suite was softly cast in the center where the scenes would be played out. That meant the crowd of men were positioned in the sideline soft lighting or shadows. Oh... Just the one clear memory of her sitting with her legs spread wide apart and I was launching a full load into the toilet almost instantly. The rest of my body was bound in a way to restrict my blood circulation. "Really?" I could hear Kelly getting into the shower and a few moments later I heard her say,"Ok, I'm in." 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