Jan

sucking on just the head of it. About that time, I released the one inner lip and started on the other, gently holding it between my teeth while using my tongue to vibrate the very edge of it. She increased her activity by releasing me, and applying little lip-bites up and down the length of my erection, twisting her head around so that there was no pattern to her actions, but still a rhythm. We continued like that, so that each of us would do something new or different about every 15 or 20 seconds (it seemed both longer and shorter, at the same time). After several minutes, though, we had settled into consistent activity: she taking over half my penis into her mouth and applying a gentle suction before slowly withdrawing until just the head was in her mouth, when she would rapidly flutter her tongue against the sensitive underside before taking me back in again.

For my part, I was content with circling and rubbing her clitoris with my tongue for a few moments before curling my tongue down the cleft between her lips, where I would apply a few tongue-fuck strokes before starting over again.

It was during this time that I noticed she was fairly dribbling secretions – enough so, that the little blossom of her anus was thoroughly soaked, along with a growing patch of the blanket we were laying on.

With that discovery, I carefully wet my finger, and used it to start teasing her anus, and carefully rubbing it.

To my surprise, Jan didn't express any of the hesitation or squeamishness she had the last time I'd started to pay this much attention to her nether regions. So I continued my efforts, gradually increasing the pressure I applied. Before long, I was able to rub her quite firmly, and even press my finger into her a little way – perhaps half the first digit.

Over the next couple of minutes, she began bucking up at me as I paid more and more attention to her clitoris, and a couple of minutes after that, I could hear – and feel – her start to orgasm. With my finger well lubricated with her oils and my saliva, I quickly pressed it into her back opening, and found no difficulty in getting it in all the way. Her reaction was to absolutely freeze up, every muscle in her body (most of them, anyway) going absolutely rigid. The way she clamped down during her first spasm felt like she was going to pinch my finger off – and the second and third weren't much better. She continued like that for longer than I'd seen her orgasm before, and much stronger, too. Toward the end of it, I was starting to worry that she was having some kind of fit, or had had some kind of stroke or something. It was only when she finally opened her mouth and gasped were my worries eased. Even then, she continued to gasp and moan and shudder periodically, giving one particularly loud gasping moan when I withdrew my finger. Once free to move, I turned myself around so that my head was next to hers, and held her next to me as her gasping gradually changed to labored breathing.

When she was finally breathing normally again, I gently lay her down, and went to get both of us something to drink. By the time I returned with a couple of sodas, her eyes were open, and she was watching me with a strange mixture of awe, lust, and satiation. Lying down again, I lifted her torso up a bit and offered her a drink, which she eagerly accepted. It took her a couple more sips before she was willing to try speaking.

'Guh.'

'guh, what?'

'Guhdm'

'Guhdm?'

'Guhdam'

'Goddamn?' I asked.

She nodded, and tried again'God-DAMN'

'I take it that's a god-damn as in you liked?'

More nodding, followed with'Godda b'curful'

'Got to be careful?'

Nodding, a pause, then'god wud wushfer'

'Got what wished for? You got what you wished for?'

'Uh'

'Would you like to explain?'

Nod.

'But not yet.'

Nod.

'Let me guess. You wished you could have a stronger orgasm.'

'sorra'

'Sort of?'

'Uh. wunnud do no eff cudbee'

'You wanted to know if they could be?'

'Yuh. udderz good. great! wunnerd if there wuz more.'

'Well, Trouble, I guess you got the answer to your question, didn't you?'

'Uh-huh. wyjoo doodat?'

'Well, you didn't tell me 'no' last time, and since that's a pretty sensitive spot on most people, I thought I'd try it again, to see if you liked it. Apparently, you do.' I answered, the last part with a smile.

She smiled in return, before saying 'Yuh, I guesso. Gimme minnit?'

'Sure'

So we lay there for a little while, with me giving her more to drink every so often, until she was able to speak fully.

'Um, Uncle Dan, have you ever had anybody do anything like that to you?'

'Yes, Jan, I have. It had pretty much the same impact, but more out of surprise than anything else, I think. It's been tried since that first time, but it's not something I particularly liked. It's one of those personal things common to sex: you've probably heard the term 'different strokes for different folks'?'

'Yeah. Is that what it means?'

'Sort of. What makes different people happy sexually varies a lot .

Believe it or not, there are women that don't like having a man use his mouth on them, or men that don't like having a woman use HER mouth in HIM.'

'Okay, I kinda get it. Kind of like I like guys to have a tight butt, but my friend Kelly likes cute faces.'

'That's pretty much it – except that with sex, it's a lot more varied, and sometimes, a lot more – um – different.'

'What do you mean?' she asked.

'Well, what kinds of thinks make you feel excited?'

She blushed a bit, and said 'Um, sometimes I feel that way when I see the boys in gym class. The, uh, ones with bulges in their, um, gym shorts.'

'Don't worry, that's absolutely normal. But imagine if you felt that way when you saw something that wasn't human.'

'Like what?', she asked, with a frown.

'Well, believe it or not, there are people – mostly men – that only feel completely aroused by the sight of something like high-heel shoes, for example.'

She looked at me as though I'd sprouted antlers.

'No, really, there are. That kind of thing is called a 'fetish', and can involve almost anything you can think of. There are folks that only feel excited at the idea of wearing leather, or rubber. There are people that can only climax when someone is peeing on them, or they are peeing on someone else, which is called 'watersports'. Others find satisfaction in causing pain in others – Sadism – or feeling pain themselves -Masochism.

Then there is Bondage, where people get involved in ropes and knots and such; and Discipline, where there is a kind of master-and-slave relationship.'

By now, she seemed pretty well convinced that I was lying to her, and that I was making the whole thing up.

'Honestly, Trouble, such things are out there. You look like you don't believe me, but it's easy enough to check: the next time you're online, look them up yourself. You'll find that I'm only telling you about the more common ones; there are a whole lot more of them out there.'

That seemed to convince her enough to let that particular subject drop.

But she continued with 'So, does that mean that I have one of these fetishes because I liked it when you put