anything about it to anyone else. If you want to talk about it, that's up to you – but I'm not going to say anything, about any of it. You said you already know it, but I want to tell you anyway: I am not knowingly going to hurt you. If I do, tell me so I can stop. The last thing I want to do is something that makes you unhappy, hurt, or uncomfortable. I love you, Evelyn, and that's what I want to show you: my love for you. Okay?'
When I was finished, the expression on her face was positively radiant. She just looked at me for a moment, and then said 'Yes, I'll do what you ask, Dan. But I already know you love me, and only want to show me how much – that's why I want to make love with you, too: so I can show you how much I love you, in return.'
With that, she lifted my hands and kissed them before asking me 'Will you kiss me, Dan? Like you love me?'
I didn't bother answering – I just leaned forward, planted my lips on hers, and gave it my best shot.
When the kiss finally ended, she looked into my eyes and said 'Yeah, you love me. But I knew that', her voice telling me how much she meant it.
She raised her arms so she could clasp her hands behind my neck, giving me the opportunity to begin caressing her body. From her hips, my hands traced her up her sides then around to the backs of her shoulders. From there, it was around to the front, where I cupped her breasts in my hands and teased her nipples with my thumbs. When the ends of her breasts were peaked by her erect nipples, I caressed my way down her front, pleased by the smooth firmness of her belly before moving my hands around her so I could hold her firm, round ass in my hands for a bit before repeating the cycle. By the time my hands got back to her ass again, I could detect the aroma of her arousal, and she was rubbing herself against my growing penis with small, slow movements of her hips.
We leaned toward each other, and out lips met – softly and gently at first, then with growing passion. As I'd promised, I let her lead the way by waiting for her to part her lips slightly before doing the same. With the realization that I was following her example, her mouth opened more and her tongue came out to touch my lips. In just a few moments our kiss had deepened and intensified.
When our kiss ended, she pulled back slightly and asked 'You know I was with Kelly, don't you?'
'No, I didn't know that – but it doesn't matter to me, except to know that you liked it.'
She smiled and said 'Oh, I liked it, all right! I… I want you to do to me what she did; and I want to do for you what I did for her.'
I took her into my arms and carefully moved us around so that we could lie on our sides on the bed before reversing myself against her. She opened her legs for me, and I rested my head on her firm, smooth thigh as I contemplated the sight she was offering me. At the apex of her legs, she had a small dark wedge of hair that I knew was soft and thick. Between her thighs, I could see her vaginal lips, small and thick, extending slightly. They were parted, and the area between glistened with her juices. Looking more closely, I could also see the entrance to her vagina, winking at me as her body movements caused it to tighten every so often. Her clitoris was slightly exposed – and from what I could see of it, I know that I was right about its size. Moving my head forward, I ran my tongue between her labia and getting a taste of her unique essence: slightly musky, but in a way that made my taste buds rejoice. Doing it again, I let my tongue slip a little deeper and got a fully taste of the flavor of her – accompanied by her soft moan as she pressed herself against my mouth.
She'd taken my semi-erect penis in her hand and was softly stroking me to fullness when I changed over to her clitoris; with the first pass of my tongue across it, she gasped and arched her back in encouragement for me to continue. As I did, she took my erecting penis in her mouth and started using her tongue to lick the head of it – focusing on the sensitive underside when she felt me responding more when she massaged it there with the end of her tongue. As I got longer and harder under her tender ministrations, I continued tending to her rapidly erecting clitoris and increasingly wet vaginal opening. In return, she began taking more and more of me in her mouth, softly sucking on me and using her tongue to continue to stimulate me. Before long, I was fully erect and she was slowly moving her lips up and down my length as I teased and stimulated her clitoris.
From the sounds she was making, I expected that she was getting close to having an orgasm; I was proven right when she trapped my head between her thighs and let my penis slip from her mouth so she could release a deep moan of pleasure as the first wave of a climax coursed through her body. I gently massaged her clitoris in time with the spasms going through her, and her reaction told me that I was making it longer and more intense for her.
When it was over for her, she was softly panting as she raised her leg to release my head. I quickly reversed position again so that I could hold her and look at her as she recovered from what had clearly been an intense orgasm. When I kissed her, she looked surprised before asking 'You don't mind kissing me? After I was using my mouth on you?'
'You were willing to kiss me back after I'd done the same thing for you, so why should I mind?'
'No reason, I guess. It's just that I've heard other girls talk, and they say their boyfriends don't like to kiss them for a while after they've done that; whether the boy climaxed or not.'
'Too bad for them, I guess', I answered, simply. Evelyn just smiled and answered 'Yeah, too bad!'
A few moments later, she scooted a little closer and felt my erect penis brush against her leg. Looking at me, she said 'What we just did was nice – really nice! – but what I want is to make love.'
'How would you like to do it, then?' I asked.
'I want you to be on top of me. That's the way… he did it, but this time, I'll know that you're there because I want you there. I want you on top of me, protecting me with your body as you show me how much you love me.'
I gave her another kiss, and when she felt me start to move, she rolled onto her back and spread her legs for me. I moved between them and she bent her knees and lifted her legs, opening and exposing herself to me in welcome.
I got my body positioned, then started to reach between us – knowing what I was about to do, she said 'Let me' and quickly reached down to take me in her hand. Unashamedly, she slid the head of my erection between her vaginal lips a couple of times to wet me with her oils before setting me at her opening. Looking up at me, I could see in her eyes that she loved me and trusted me without reservation.
I carefully and gently pressed myself forward, alert to the slightest indication that I was causing her any kind of difficulty; as I did, I could feel her deliberately relaxing herself in invitation for me to enter her.
I was patient, and she was willing. It happened slowly, but it happened: with a suddenness that I think surprised both of us, the head of my penis popped through the tight ring of her vaginal entrance. She didn't make the slightest sound when it happened, and I immediately stopped to give her time to either get used to having me there, or to let me know if she needed or wanted me to stop.
I knew she was ready and wanted me to continue when she arched her back to press herself up against me. I pushed forward again, and sank a little deeper in her – accompanied by a soft moan of pleasure from her. Pulling back to make sure I stayed lubricated with her oils, I entered her a little further before stopping again. After a bit, she looked up at me and said 'Go ahead, Dan. You're not hurting me – it feels good!'
The next few iterations of withdrawal followed by entering her a little further each time ended when both of us felt my pelvis come in contact with hers. I held myself there when she told me 'It feels so good having you inside me like this; but you're so big, too. Let me get used to it for a minute?'
I lowered myself to give her a kiss before answering 'A minute, five, twenty, whatever you need, dear.'
She smiled at me at the endearment before getting a slightly distracted look on her face. I could feel her learning which muscles in her vagina did what as she deliberately went about trying to relax herself there. As hot and wet as she was inside, I knew that I wouldn't have any trouble moving in her – but I'd told her that she set the pace, so I simply waited until she was ready for me to go on.
After a couple of minutes, she told me 'I'm ready, now. Please, Dan – make love with me.'
Slowly at first, I did as she asked. But as her woman's oils got better distributed on me, and she got more comfortable, the pace of our lovemaking increased. It wasn't long before I was sliding in and out of her in a steady rhythm that I could tell pleased her. Several minutes later, listened as her panting increased in accompaniment to the faint flexing I could feel in her womanhood; a couple more minutes, and I watched and felt as she slid into an orgasm – a powerful one, her first ever from making love with a man. I altered the pace at which I was thrusting into her, synchronizing it with the waves of pleasure I could feel going through her body; she responded by crying out in joy as her climax intensified. As her ecstasy tapered off, I gradually returned to our previous rhythm. When her eyes opened again, she looked up at me in wonderment, saying 'I didn't know it could feel like that!'
I managed to kiss her again before she realized that I was still moving in her. When she did, she exclaimed
