kissing me the way that I'd kissed her – gradually easing her way across, then down, my body. She delay long enough to suck on MY nipples, and used her tongue on my navel just as I'd done to her. Some time later, she'd reached the point where she could take my semi-erect penis into her mouth and demonstrate what she'd learned earlier.
Cupping my balls in her hand, she used her tongue to massage the underside of my penis – paying particular attention to the area right behind the glans where I was most sensitive. It didn't take much of that before she had me growing steadily. Pleased with herself that she was having the effect she wanted, she expanded her efforts to sliding her lips up and down my increasing length as she softly sucked on me. When I was fully erect, her eyes sparkled in delight at the results she'd achieved, and she let me slip from between her lips so that she could stroke me with her hand as she licked my scrotum, then take each of my testicles into her mouth and ever so softly suck on it. By the time she was done, a drop of seminal fluid had appeared – she eagerly lapped it up before taking as much of me as she could into her mouth. She managed to surprise the hell out of me by lowering her head far enough that I could feel the end of my erect penis briefly touch the back of her throat before she lifted her head again.
As good as what she was doing felt, I didn't want to cum in her mouth the first time. As cute and sexy and loving as she was, I wanted to be balls-deep in her when the time to empty myself in her. Lifting my head, I looked down at her and said 'You don't have to stop, but I want to do you, too.'
Delighted, she nodded her head and without taking her mouth off of me, managed to pivot herself around so that she was straddling my head. Looking at her cleft, I could see from the way her labia had darkened, and how wet she was between them, she was feeling excited about what she was doing to me. I felt myself brush against the back of her throat again, and decided that if I didn't get started on her, I wasn't going to make it. Reaching up and around, I held her cute ass in my hands and lifted my head so that I could begin licking the savory oils from her opening; when I did, she moaned around my penis, the vibrations of it stimulating me.
To keep my mind off what she was doing, I applied myself to the task of getting her as aroused as I could – and seeing if I could get her to climax before I did. Using my mouth and lips and tongue, I did everything I could think of to excite her before her enthusiasm and (native?) talent did me in. Sucking on her clit, and swirling my tongue around it and softly nibbling on it with my lips; gently 'chewing' on her vaginal lips with my lips, sucking on them, and licking her abundant oils from them; trying to penetrate her with my stiffened tongue, swirling my tongue around the entrance to her vagina, and simply licking at her as though she were Baskin-Robbins 32nd flavor – everything I did seems to please her. Still, I wasn't sure that I was going to be able to make her orgasm before flooding her mouth.
Even with the benefit of the climax I'd had with Kelly and Jan, it was close. I could feel myself approaching that point of no return when Sheri suddenly let me slip from her mouth so she could cry out as the first wave of an orgasm hit her. As it did, I could feel the entrance of her vagina clenching at where my tongue was trying to enter her, and I could feel and taste the flow of her juices as the spasming of her virginal sheath pushed them out to where I could eagerly lap them up.
When most of it was over for her, she all but collapsed on top of me. I carefully eased her onto the bed, then reversed my position so that our heads were together and took her into my arms. After a bit, she indicated that she wanted me to let her go; I did, and when she was resting on her back again, she looked up at me and said 'I'm sorry. I was trying so hard to make you feel as good as you made me feel before I came.'
I leaned over and kissed her on the lips, surprising her, before I answered 'Don't be. I was trying hard not to let you do that.'
Confused, and a little hurt, she asked 'Why would you do that?'
I kissed her again and explained 'What you were doing felt really good to me, so don't think you weren't making me feel good. But if you want me to be the first person you make love with, then when I climax, it want it to be inside you. I want it to be special for both of us.'
Understanding that I wanted my time with her to be as significant she did, I saw the hurt in her eyes replaced with tenderness and affection. Smiling, she told me 'I didn't think that you'd want to make it as special for you as I did for me. But you do, and that just makes me love you even more.'
Then, feeling my erect penis laying against her leg, she got a glint in her eyes before she told me 'Since you're obviously ready, how about if we finally get around to making me an ex virgin?'
'How do you want to do it, then?' I asked. 'Its easier for you the first time if you're on top of me, the way Jan explained; but it doesn't have to be that way. You tell me, and that's what we'll do.'
'It might be easier for me if I was on top, but that's not what I want. I want you to be on top, so that you're the one in charge – I want to know when it happens, and know that it's you doing it. Maybe it'll hurt – but that's okay. If it does, then that's part of you making me a woman. What do I have to do?'
I looked at her, and saw the certainty of what she wanted plain on her face. Well, it was her time, and I figured she deserved to have it happen however the hell she wanted it to. I still knew that I was going to make it as easy for her as I could, though.
'You don't have to do much of anything', I told her. 'But there is something you have to understand.'
Curious, but apparently unafraid, she looked at me as I told her 'I'm not just going to push myself into you. If you want me to make love with you, then it's only going to happen if you let me in.'
'I know you wouldn't do that, Dan', she told me, happily, before continuing 'I really do want this to happen, and I'm not the least bit afraid, okay?'
I looked at her closely, and saw that she really wasn't afraid of being hurt.
Raising myself up, I moved over her, and she spread her legs to make room for me between them. Then bending her knees and opening her thighs, she let me see that she was as ready, physically, as I could ask: she was obviously still wet inside from her last orgasm, and her labia were flushed and extended with her arousal. Looking into her face, I could see that she was eager for what came next.
Holding myself on one arm, I reached down and angled my penis down so that I could slide the head of it between her vaginal lips, wetting it with her oils; when I did, she arched her pelvis up in encouragement. When I was well-lubricated, I positioned myself at her opening, feeling the heat of her desire. Holding myself in position, I eased my hips forward, applying gentle pressure against her. She spread her thighs a little more in response, and I could feel her trying to relax her opening to let me in; her eyes closed in concentration. I applied a little more pressure, and I think both of us were surprised when the head simply slipped through. Her eyes flew open, and I immediately stopped. She had a slightly distracted look on her face as she told me 'No, its okay – I'm not hurt – not even a little bit. I was just surprised that it just popped in like that. Please keep going!'
Satisfied that I hadn't hurt her or anything, I did as she asked. Pressing myself forward again, I got perhaps an inch inside her before I felt myself reaching her hymen. Keeping my promise to myself, I stopped again, then carefully eased myself back and forth a few times to make sure I stayed lubricated. While I was doing that, Sheri began softly moaning, in apparent pleasure at having even that much of me moving inside her.
Easing myself into her, I again came up against the obstruction of her maidenhead; when she felt me pressing against it, she opened her eyes again and looked up at me to ask 'That's my cherry you're hitting, isn't it?'
I agreed that's what it was, and she said 'Good. When you get past that, I know you'll make me feel even better than you are now.' Her confidence in me was flattering – and bloody intimidating, too. She might not have been worried about how I was to get past that little obstacle, but I sure was.
Deciding to test it a little to see if I could get an idea of how hard it would be to get past, I backed out of her a little, then pushed back in, thinking to bump against her hymen and learn how tough or resilient it was. When I got to it, I felt a slight pressure, then nothing – I was inside her another full inch before I fully realized what had happened. I stopped and looked down at her to see how she was doing.
Her eyes on mine, Sheri said 'We're past it, aren't we? I'm not a virgin any more, right?'
Great. Once it was over, it was 'we' again. Still, it was over with. Looking into her eyes, I answered 'No, you're not a virgin any more. Are you okay?'
She just gave me a Mona Lisa smile and said 'I'm fine. It didn't hurt or anything, and all I felt was a little tug, kind of, inside. Well, that and you, of course!'
She obviously wasn't in any pain – far from it, I suspected – so I withdrew a little bit and slid back into her, letting myself go a little farther. I paused for a moment, then did it again – that time, I saw a little trace of blood on my erection, but didn't let it bother me since she wasn't having any problems. A few more times of that, and I felt myself filling her completely – the head of my manhood pressing firmly against the deepest part of her, my pelvis
