a moment before sticking her fingers in her mouth, and cleaning them off. The sight of it was*almost* enough to make me hard again – and if I'd been a few years younger, probably would have.
Satisfied, she moved up to lay next to me again. After a few moments, she asked me 'I guess that's how a guy climaxes, huh?'
'Yup, you got it – all of it!'
She giggled, and said, 'Yeah, I guess I did. It kinda turned you on watching me do that, didn't it?'
'I thing you know it did, Trouble. Think one of us is weird?'
'No, just that it was fun, knowing that I could have that kind of effect on you. It felt pretty good, too.'
'So you think you could 'do your own thing' now?'
She laughed, and answered,'Yeah, I'm pretty sure I can – with a little more practice!'
I told her 'That's the nice thing about sex – practicing by yourself doesn't hurt anything, and even helps make you better at it when you DO have someone else to share it with.'
'Really?'
'Yup. The more orgasms you DO have, the more of them you CAN have – it's kind of like once your body learns how to do it, each time becomes that much easier. The only trick with doing it with other people is to remember to pick people that are as interested in you as you are in them.'
'What do you mean?'
'Well, think of it this way: no matter how easy it is for you to have an orgasm, it doesn't do any good unless the other person cares enough to
'Yeah, I think so. You're saying that no matter how much I practice, I still have to find someone that's interested in ME before it becomes making love, and not just sex. Kind of like a boy dog having his climax, and the girl dog not feeling anything about it – he's happy, and she isn't.'
'Yup, that pretty much describes it.'
'So, what we just did was making love, even though we didn't actually have sex?'
'Yeah, I guess that's pretty much what happened. I wanted to make you happy, and I did. You wanted to make me feel good, and you did. Each one of us wanted the other one to feel pleasure, and feel
'I'm glad, Uncle Dan. You're someone really special to me, and I'm glad that you're the first one I made love with.'
'Well, Trouble, I'm glad – now – that I was able to help. I'm just sorry that I was such a stinker about it before.'
'That's okay. I think now that if you were any other way, I wouldn't have wanted it to be you. Just promise me that next time, you won't be so much trouble!'
'IF there's a next time, I promise not to give you such a hard time about it.'
'Hmmmph. I'm willing to be that there will be a 'next time' – and I'm going to keep you to that promise!'
After that, we laid there for several minutes, before Jan got the idea of getting us something more to drink. I was fine with Coke, so she headed off – still naked, with dried juices shining between her legs -to replenish us. After she returned, we laid there some more, until she got another mischievous look in her eye.
Sliding herself down to my hips, she turned herself so that she was facing me. Once she had my attention, she started caressing herself – breasts squeezed, nipples pinched and tweaked, and sliding her finger down between her labia.
After several minutes of this, I could see that she was most definitely aroused; and that was enough to get me started, as well. When she saw she was having the (apparently) desired effect, Jan increased her efforts, using one hand to play with her breasts while the other continued to caress her labia and clitoris. Soon, she was arching her pelvis up against her hand, and had developed the blush of arousal all across her shoulders and upper breasts. By that time, I was nearly fully erect from watching her. When she saw that I was hard enough, she turned herself around slightly, so that her ass was pointed toward my head, and started licking around my penis and testicles, apparently cleaning my semen off them. The sensation was enough to finish getting me hard, and when she saw I was ready, moved her attentions to my penis – taking it in her mouth, but obviously unsure of what to do. I softly told her to move her mouth up and down on it, like she had with her hand, being careful to keep her teeth from hurting me. She 'Mmmmm-Hmmmmed' around my penis – a sensation and a half – and started moving over me, while still using her hand to manipulate her labia and clitoris where I could see them. After a few moments, I suggested to her that she might want to use some saliva to lubricate me, and perhaps actually suck on me a little, too. She readily did both, and it wasn't long before I was enjoying the efforts of an inexperienced, but enthusiastic, teenager.
It wasn't long before I noticed that she was starting to feel pretty aroused, herself: she was easily moving her finger in and out of her vagina, and her juices had gotten her pubic hair thoroughly drenched, and were even starting to trickle down the insides of her thighs. It seemed a shame to waste them like that, so I told her to put her leg over me, so that one was on each side of me. She hesitated for a moment, but then did it – leaving me with an unobstructed view into her hot young snatch. I enjoyed the sight for a few moments before reaching up to pull her hand away, so that I could lean up and start licking and kissing her. At first, she seemed uncertain about what I wanted, but when she felt my hands take hold of her ass, spreading her cheeks, and my warm breath on her labia, she quickly understood what I was up to.
That seemed to inspire her to try new things, herself. She started varying what she was doing to my penis with her mouth: sometimes she'd let it pop loose so she could lick it with her tongue. Or she might focus on the sensitive spot under the glans by tickling it with her tongue. Or, she might take as much of me as she could manage (more than I would have thought!), and simply applying suction on me for as long as she could. Whatever she did, it was enough to keep me hard, and varied enough to keep me for blowing my load too soon. In return, I repeated my earlier efforts at stimulating her with my lips and mouth and tongue. My attempt to slide my tongue along her perineum (the strip between the genitals and anus) caused her to squeal, and try to move away, so I didn't press the issue. Instead, I returned my focus to her labia and clitoris – inserting my tongue as far as it would go into her, and then wiggling it around, curling it, and so on, which seemed to drive her crazy. Or placing my whole mouth over the entrance to her vagina, and trying to suck it into my mouth. Or nibbling at her clitoris with my lips, and sucking it into my mouth and gently biting on it. Whatever happened, once I got my mouth on her, I didn't let a single precious drop of her delicious nectar go to waste.
As all good things (and this was an excellent one!) must, it finally came to an end: she finally settled on bobbing her head up and down on my penis, while using her tongue to stimulate me, while I finally focused on doing firm, steady circles around her clitoris with my tongue. I started to feel the pressure of my climax in my balls, and pulled my face away from her just long enough to let her know that I was about to climax before returning myself to her clitoris. She hummed her acknowledgement around me, and kept going – so that a little bit later, she caught the first spurt of my seed in her mouth. She pulled back a little, until only the head was between her lips, though, and continued sucking on me – pulling every drop I had out of my balls. She tried to swallow it as fast as it came out, but there was simply too much of it, and I could feel some of it leaking out her lips, and sliding down my penis. What surprised me, though, was that my climax seemed to be enough to push her over the edge, into her own orgasm: about the third or fourth blast from my dick, I could feel her tense up as her own spasms started. What with the sensations I was experiencing, I couldn't really tell, but it seemed as though this orgasm for her was as strong as the previous – I thought she was never going to 'come down' from it.
Finally, though, I felt her let my rapidly softening penis drop from her mouth as she started to gasp for breath.
I gently lowered her, until she was laying on me, and then slowly moved her over so that she gracefully slid off me, and onto her back. That done, I slid around so that I was head-to-head with her, and next to her, taking her into my arms and holding her as she got herself back together.
After several minutes, she finally opened her eyes again, and looked up at me with an expression of absolute, total satisfaction, saying'Damn, that was nice.'
'A proper lady doesn't swear like that.'
'A proper lady probably doesn't do what we just did, either!'
'Well, there is that, I suppose.' I laughed.
'Damn, I like that!'
