The new girl

of nervousness or concern.

Taking that as implicit permission to really look, I did just that: looked at the miniature version of the manhood that I sported. Taking it between my thumb and forefinger, I moved it around so that I could examine it from several different angles and learned that it really was more like an extended or oversized clitoris than a penis: it didn't have the opening at the end that my own cock did, for starters.

Nor was the end of it shaped like my penis, or any of the others I'd seen. Up close like that, I could see that it was even smaller than my little finger, too, and had only the rudiments of any kind of covering like a foreskin. Looking up at her again, I asked 'It isn't covered all the way, like Eves clitoris is.

Doesn't it get sore?'

To my surprise, Charlene smiled slightly as she answered 'Not usually. I'm okay as long as I wear the softest panties I can find.'

I just nodded my head in acceptance, and went back to checking her out. I finally decided that there wasn't anything for me to do but give in to the temptation to give the shaft of it a few strokes before asking 'Does that do anything for you?'

'Not really. I mean, it kinda feels okay, but nothing more than that — not like it seemed to for you, anyway. The whole thing… it's more like I've got my clitoris on the end of some kind of extension, than anything else.'

Hearing that, I simply said 'Oh. Okay', and shifted my attention to the area between her wide-spread thighs.

As I'd seen via my peephole into Eva's room, Charlene's womanhood didn't appear dramatically different than Sis', as far as the outer and inner lips looked, other than her inner lips being a lot smaller and thinner. Of course, Charlene's miniature penis stuck out where Sis' clitoris had been, but everything below that point appeared pretty similar. It was when I used my thumbs to softly part Charlene's inner labia that I found that there was one significant difference: Charlene's opening was distinctly smaller than Eva's — perhaps only three quarters as big. Even so, I could see that Charlene, too, was leaking a trace of fluid. I moved my head closer, and readily caught the scent of her arousal; it was similar to, but distinctly different from, Eva's… and certainly no less appealing.

Moving my head a little farther, I was able to extend my tongue and run it along Charlene's cleft, not only collecting a sample of her oils,but using the opportunity to gently press against the entrance to her vagina. Charlene responded to the slight pressure much as Eva had: by moaning and arching her pelvis up. The major difference was that that also brought her pseudo-penis closer to my face, too.

Rather than tie myself up in knots worrying about it, I just went ahead and lifted my head a little bit and ran my tongue across the tip of Charlene's shaft, where she was presumably the most sensitive. That turned out to be true, and I heard her gasp loudly at the contact before exclaiming 'God that's good!'

I made a couple more passes across Charlene's extended clitoris (to her quite audible pleasure) before lowering my head so that I could return to the more comfortable task of gathering her nectar. When I'd cleaned up the immediately available supply, I figured it was time to find out if she was as receptive to any of the things that I'd done with Sis. The first thing for me to try, of course, was to see if she had any objections to me trying to worm my tongue into her under-sized vaginal opening. To my surprise and delight, she didn't; in fact, she seemed to enjoy it even more that Eva had: not only did she spread her legs even more and tilt her pelvis up, she exclaimed 'Oh, yes, Billy! That feels so good!'

I don't doubt that it did, either, since my efforts resulted in a dramatic increase in the amount of her oils that escaped her girl-chamber. I'd happily lap them up before placing my mouth over her opening and trying (again) to see how much of my stiffened tongue I could get into her. I don't think it was ever enough to satisfy either of us, but it wasn't from lack of trying on my part.

Whenever my tongue started to get sore or tired, I'd give it a little bit of a rest by moving my attention back to Charlene's clitoris. After a bit, I was finally able and willing to try taking part of it into my mouth; the things I was able to do with it that way pleased Charlene immensely. I was slowly swirling my tongue around it while applying a soft, rhythmic suction when she surprised the hell out of me by having an orgasm… and not a small one, either. She nearly screamed at the start of it, and flopped around like a fish out of water while it was happening; it was all I could do to keep the end of her appendage between my lips and continue what I was doing.

The majority of her climax had passed, and she was mostly just laying there shuddering every so often when Eva told me 'Billy, I think you should stop for a little bit. You're not hurting her or anything, but I can see that she's practically exhausted from how hard that hit her. Let her get some energy back, okay?'

When I raised my head for a better look at her, I could see that Sis was right about Charlene — she did look pretty worn out just then. Worried that I'd possibly done something wrong, I thought I might be able to perhaps 'make up' for it by sliding myself up so that I was laying next to her and holding her in my arms. Just a couple of minutes later, I heard her softly tell me 'Thank you, Billy. That was wonderful!'

'You're not mad at me or anything?'

'Not even a little bit! Why would I be mad at you for making me feel so good?'

'I dunno… I was just worried that maybe it was too much, or something.'

'You are such a dear! Yeah, that was a lot bigger than any orgasm I've had before, but it wasn't too much. Is that why you came up here, so you could hold me? Because you were worried about me?'

'Well, yeah…'

I felt her kiss my chest before telling me 'You're such a sweetheart. I'm really glad you're holding me, and I'm sorry if you thought you'd done something wrong. Honestly, you've done just exactly what I hoped and wanted: help me find out what feels best for me, so I could have the best climaxes I can. I know it couldn't have been easy for you to have me in your mouth like that, but you did it anyway for me, and made me feel so good. I asked if you were going to make me feel as good as you did Eva, and you said you'd try — and I think maybe you made me feel even better than you did her. I was afraid about all this at first, but you've made me feel so happy!'

I'll admit to being a bit relieved that I hadn't upset her, so I gave her a brief hug and kissed the top of her head before asking 'Was that enough, or do you want me to keep going?'

I'd barely finished the question when she answered 'Keep going!'

Just to make sure I didn't screw up, I then wanted to know 'Do you want me to do less, or more, or about the same?'

A couple of seconds passed before she replied 'If… if you really can do more, I think I'd like to find out what it's like. But I know you were worried about me this time, so if I think it's going to be too much, I'll say something, okay?'

After giving her another brief hug, I said 'Yeah, that'd work.'

She tilted her head back enough to look at me and solemnly told me 'You really are being a dear about all this, and I really appreciate everything you're doing for me, Billy.'

I took the opportunity to kiss her on the forehead, then said 'I'm glad I'm able to make you happy, and I appreciate what you've done, too', and got a smile in return.

With Charlene rejuvenated and knowing what she wanted from me, I moved to my side and began kissing my way down her body again. Just as I had before, there was a delay when I paused long enough to cover her lovely breasts with soft kisses and suckle on her dark nipples before continuing my journey. Once I was back between her thighs, I was pleased to discover that there was another collection of her juices for me to gather before I started trying to help her have the best orgasm I could.

It took only a small adjustment in my position between her smooth legs for me to be able to reach up along her sides and get my hands on her breasts, much as I'd been able to do with Sis. As I started gently pinching and tweaking Charlene's chocolate-colored areolas and nipples, I lowered my head and began my oral assault.

Having a pretty good idea of what I could do and what she liked, I took my time for the second go-around: I started a process of doing one thing to increase her arousal, then let her slide back a little bit before starting on something else to get her excited just a little bit more, and repeating the process by doing something different to her — kind of a sexual two steps forward, one step back approach. She had to know that I was deliberately