As I resumed my oral administrations, I found her hair to be soft and long enough to tickle my lips, but not enough to interfere with my attentions – there never was any of that pause-to-pull-a-troublesome-hair-out nonsense.

I started by taking each of her small labia in my mouth, and sucking on them, followed with a soft chewing, and then a nibbling with my lips, gently pulling them a bit father out. I switched between them several time, with her hands on my head to guide me when she wanted a change.

From there, I opened my mouth as far as it would go, and managed to cover her, from perineum to clitoris, and started firmly sucking on her while softly circling her clit with my tongue – her reaction was to start moaning loudly, and arching her pelvis up even more, exposing her back entrance to me. Every so often, I would stop and pull my mouth away; it was during one of these times that I noticed that our combined juices had trickled down to moisten her rosette.

When I next resumed my attentions to her mons, I also moved my hand up, and used my thumb to begin spreading the lubrication on her anus, rubbing it and pressing against it slightly. She not only didn't object, but gradually began pressing herself against my thumb, her muscles there clasping at me, as though trying to capture it.

After a bit, though, my jaw was tired enough that I changed over to simply making a probe of my tongue, and sliding it between her labia and into her vagina, slowly tongue-fucking her. The change surprise her, and pleasantly so, judging by the gasp I heard when I first entered her, and the arching of her back as she tried to get even more of me into her. I slid my tongue back out a bit, and fluttered it a bit between her lips, earning another gasp, before sliding it back in as far as I could reach.

Her reaction was to start slowly humping her hips toward me, fucking herself on my tongue as I held it in place.

After perhaps a minute of this, enough of my saliva and her secretions had found their way down the crack of her ass that there was plenty of lubrication for me to try pressing a finger – my thumb seemed a bit large for a first experience – into her. Groaning, she accepted it when I pressed in a little, then withdrew, making sure that there was plenty of our juices to ease the way – in surprisingly short order, I had a finger completely inside her nether hole, as she continued hunching herself up toward me, now fucking herself on my tongue and sodomizing herself with my finger.

For as long as I could, I kept my tongue straight and solid for her, but the effort eventually got to me, and I had to change over to something more active – taking her erect clitoris into my mouth and sucking on it as I softly fluttered my tongue across it. That, together with the sensation of my finger in her ass, seemed to be enough, and after only a couple of minutes, I could feel her clamp down on my finger, and the fluttering of her labia as her orgasm started. After a moment, she froze, deep into her first spasm, and I took the opportunity to begin moving my finger in rapid in-and-out motions while applying suction to her clitoris without actually touching it. She gave a shriek, and the intensity of her spasms nearly doubled – I could barely move my finger in her ass, and I could feel her labia pulsing against my lower lip. She froze there for perhaps fifteen seconds before gasping as another, shorter, spasm hit her. Several more followed, each only slightly less intense, until they finally stopped. As she lowered her pelvis, my finger started to slide out, causing a series of quivers in her until it finally popped free.

She lay there, gasping for breath as I moved back up to lay next to her before taking her in my arms to hold her until she'd recovered for the intensity of the experience. Again, her youth and vitality helped her with the process, and it wasn't long before she was able to move again.

The first thing she did was kiss me – full on the mouth, tongues dancing – and thus getting a taste of her own womanly essence. She pulled back a bit, smacked her lips a little, and smiled, saying 'I think I can see why you like doing that!' before moving in to kiss me again, more chastely, and then moving on to lick the remains of her secretions from my face.

When she finally lay back again, she smiled up at me, saying 'Every time you do something to me, it makes me feel better than the time before.'

'I'm glad you liked it.'

'Oh, I liked it all right! You kind of surprised me when you started touching me, you know, back there; but it didn't hurt or anything, so I didn't stop you. Next thing I knew, it was feeling good !'

'Yeah, I kinda figured that.'

She giggled, and asked'Uh, does that mean I'm weird or anything? I mean, for liking my own taste, and letting you put your finger inside me like that?'

'Not as far as I'm concerned. Some folks – men, too, mind you! – don't mind, or even enjoy having attention paid to them like that. I don't much care for it, but that's just me; if you like it, then have fun, and more power to you.'

'What about liking the way I taste?'

'Kind of the same thing, only different. Some women think tasting themselves is okay, but would rather die than find out the taste of another woman; other women wouldn't even think about tasting themselves.

It's another one of those open-to-the-experience kind of deals: if you're open to it, you can find out if you like it, or you don't; otherwise, you're just pre-judging something based on nothing more than your own prejudices, without knowing.'

'Do all women taste like that?'

'Obviously, I can't speak for all women' – earning myself a mild dirty look – 'but from the ones I do know about, the answer is 'no'. Even the same woman will vary a little bit, depending on her diet and health and, uh, grooming.'

'What do you mean 'grooming'?'

'Well, some women grow up being taught that their vagina is somehow dirty or nasty or bad, and don't bother practicing good sanitation and grooming in that area. And kind of like when milk spoils, it starts to smell and taste bad, a vagina can do the same thing.'

'I wondered about that. Some of the girls at school smell really, really bad sometimes, like when they're having their periods. I guess it's because they aren't washing themselves the way they should.'

'Perhaps so.'

'Well, I've never been like that – I like feeling clean after I take a bath or shower, and that just seemed like part of that feeling.'

After a moment, she asked 'Uh, Dan?'

'Yeah?'

'Do you think I, you know, like girls, too? I mean, because I tasted myself?'

'I don't know – have you ever tasted another girl, or made love with one?'

'No!'

'Then how can you know if you would like one, or not? If she's clean – like you are – and she's affectionate – like you are – then I don't see how it could hurt you any to find out. The only thing I think you should be careful about is making sure that she's someone you can trust, because there are still a lot of people out there that literally HATE the idea of someone finding love, or enjoying sex, with another person of the same sex. Plus, there's the problem of what the church would think about it.'

'Oh, I don't worry too much about that kind of stuff, other than to be careful not to aggravate them. I mean, I'm not Catholic or anything; my parent send me to that school cause it's real good, and a whole lot better than public school. I mean, when they tell us to pray or give confession and all that, I do what they expect, but I don't really*believe* in it.'

'Ah! That explains a few things to me, then.'

'Like what?'

'Like why you didn't give me any argument when I was talking about religion, for starters. And like why you were so able and willing to try being together with me, like this, for another.'

'You notice a lot of things, don't you?'

'Sure. You miss too much of life if you're not paying attention to it.'

She looked thoughtful at that, and we continued to rest for a bit, before she looked up at me again, and said, 'You haven't, uh, climaxed yet, have you?'

'No, but that's not important to me right now.'

'But it's important to me. You've made me feel so good, and I want to do the same for you.'

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