A good neighbor

my head, I applied a soft kiss to her mons before looking up at her and saying 'This part of you is as pretty as everything else.'

She was surprised at what I said, but pleased by it, too; when I lowered my head and kissed her again, she let her head lower to the pillow again, ready to accept what I was about to offer her.

Not only did I have a better view of her than when she'd exposed herself to me on my couch, but I also had the pleasure of seeing her in no small state of arousal. Her labia weren't as thin as the first time I'd seen them, and a bit darker, too — no doubt from her excitement. Between them, I could see the obviously wet entrance to her vagina. The scent of her was clear as could be; light, fresh, and somehow spicy and sweet at the same time, it made my mouth water in anticipation.

Her pubic hair was thin and sparse enough that I knew that there weren't going to be any problems with it. She didn't flinch when I cupped her cute ass cheeks in my hands, and used my thumbs to slightly open her up a little more so that I could see her half-exposed clitoris. In the few seconds I figured I had before she'd begin to get nervous again, I memorized the sight of her as best I could before lowering my head and running the tip of my tongue across her opening.

Her juices were light and thin, and proved to be every bit as tasty as they'd smelled… I happily collected another sample of them before drawing my tongue upwards and lightly tracing it across her clitoris — and having her arch her pelvis upwards slightly in response.

Slowly, patiently, and with great pleasure, I spent the next little while teaching her the pleasures of being the recipient of oral sex. I put my mouth over her opening and tried to gently suck her oils out; I softly 'nibbled' her soft labia with my lips; I teased and generally bedeviled her clitoris with my tongue; I licked her as though she were an ice cream cone; I even tried (unsuccessfully) to see if I couldn't worm the tip of my tongue through the tight ring of her vaginal entrance. As her excitement and arousal grew, so did the availability of her woman's oils, which I greedily lapped up; there was no doubting that she enjoyed my efforts.

As she got closer and closer to orgasm, I concentrated my attentions more and more on her clitoris (though I did make sure none of her escaping essence was wasted). Though I'll confess to the temptation, I restrained myself from trying to make her rapidly-approaching climax any stronger than it was going to be — young as she was, and that being her first time, I didn't want to ruin a good thing by frightening her with something she likely wasn't ready for.

So when I felt the tension building in her, I simply continued what I was doing by twirling the tip of my tongue around her clitoris until she found her release.

I was half-afraid that her legs were going to meet at the middle of my head, she tried to slam them together so hard as the first powerful wave of her orgasm overwhelmed her. It wasn't that I minded having my head trapped between her firm thighs, but I was worried whether or not she'd broken an eardrum…

As she practically convulsed with the power of her orgasm, her vagina pushed out small waves of her juices for me to lick up, being careful to avoid stimulating her any more than I had to as I gave my taste buds that last little treat. When the force of the spasms coursing through her began to taper off, her legs fell apart again; I was relieved to discover that I could still hear. After giving her one last pass with my tongue, I crawled up to where I could take her into my arms and hold her as she got herself back together again. As she panted, I could clearly see that she was a little stunned at what had just happened to her. More than a little pleased, but stunned.

It was probably close to a couple of minutes before she could tell me 'I thought that would maybe feel good — but I wasn't expecting anything like that! I mean, your tongue and everything… it felt way different than just fingers. Now I know why the older girls say they like that so much!'

Grinning, I hugged her before answering 'I kinda figured you'd like it. I know I sure liked doing it!'

'I could tell. I… I was kinda surprised, a little, when you kept licking me like that. I mean, when I tasted the juice that comes out there, I thought it was kind of nice, but I didn't know if you'd like it.' Promptly on the heels of that, I felt her blush with the realization of what she'd just admitted to doing.

I just hugged her again before telling her 'It's okay, Em. I'd be surprised if you didn't wonder what you tasted like. Whether or not you like it… well, that's up to you. I like how you taste, so there isn't any reason you shouldn't like it, too.'

Somewhat mollified, she asked 'Really?'

'Yeah, really.', I assured her.

I was content to hold her like that for however long she needed or wanted, and several minutes passed before she pulled back from me enough to look into my face and tell me 'I decided that I want to do that for you, too. As good as you made ME feel, I… I want to see if I can do that for you.'

I'd been fudging things a bit when I told her that I'd go first, and that she didn't 'have' to reciprocate — I'd figured that once she found out what it was like to receive oral sex, she'd be more willing to have a try at giving it. I felt my penis twitch at the thought of having her lips wrapped around it before I told her 'I'm not going to tell you 'no', because I have to admit that it would feel good if you helped me have a climax that way. You know that my semen will come out when I climax, and you're going to be using your mouth on me. You think about those two things, and let me know what you want to do.'

I watched as she put those two little details together in her mind, and then considered them. It didn't take long before she said 'If I'm using my mouth on you, then I might get your semen in it.'

I nodded, and she asked 'I could only get pregnant if I got semen in my vagina, right?'

'That's right.', I answered. She thought for another moment, and told me 'I guess it would be okay if you squirted in my mouth, then. I… I was wondering what your stuff tasted like, too, so I'll just find out that way.' A second later, she looked up at me and asked 'Is there a lot of it?

Does it squirt out REAL hard?'

'There's only a couple tablespoons of it, from what I understand. It feels like it's coming out hard to me, but I'm told that it isn't that much — not like somebody suddenly turns on a garden hose, or anything.'

Satisfied with my answers, she just nodded before moving close to me again.

Another few minutes went by before she gave me a little nudge to let me know to release her from my arms. When I did, she moved back from me far enough to sit up. Looking down at me, she said 'As nice as you made me feel, I want to do that for you, too, before Gail gets home.'

'Whenever you want to, Em. It doesn't have to be now or today if you want to wait.'

She shook her head before answering 'No, I don't want to wait. I really do want to try it; I'm just not sure what to do, and I don't want you to be disappointed after what you did for me.'

'Emma, honey, I'm not going to be disappointed — not even if you change you mind and decide you don't want to. I told you, you're someone special to me; and I love you and care about you enough that I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with, okay?'

She gave me a pleased smile, then said 'But I am comfortable with this … at least, that I want to do it. I'm just not sure how to start.'

Hearing that, I realized that it was, quite literally, the truth. Feeling like an idiot, I patiently told her a couple of things to help get her going, then let her know that I wouldn't mind if she wanted to try other things to see what happened. That was all she needed, really.

Leaning over me, she took my penis in her hand and lifted it up so that she could give the head of it a somewhat tentative lick. Learning that it didn't taste bad, she took the head in her mouth and began softly sucking on it as she started to stroke the shaft. It was a little slow going at first, but as I began to grow in her hand, she got the feedback and confidence she needed to continue. It didn't take her long to realize that the head of my penis was pretty much like her clitoris as far as how sensitive it was, but that applying her growing skills to the rest of my cock worked, too. As I'd hoped, the transition from starting with my flaccid penis and then proceeding until she got me completely hard was enough to keep my erection from being something frightening to her. If anything, the knowledge that she'd been the one to get me to that state only seemed to please her.

Her lack of skill actually proved to do as much to help my arousal and enjoyment of her efforts as if she'd been far more experienced, for the simple reason that the mistakes she made accomplished what a much more talented woman would have to do deliberately — and I loved every minute of it. I only had to caution her about a couple of things, and make one small suggestion; the rest of it she pretty much figured out on her own by how I responded to what she did.

Her enthusiasm grew in proportion to her learning, and it wasn't all that long before she had me as aroused as I'd ever been, and a good way toward my release. When I finally told her that I