nectar, before continuing up to briefly rub her clitoris in little circles. When I felt her knees starting to get weak, I stood back up, pulled her close to me, and stood there for a few moments, with my penis trapped between her legs, holding her and enjoying the feeling of her smooth young skin next to mine, the way her soft bush felt, and how her breasts felt pressing against me. After a bit, though, she started moving her hips a little, so that my penis was rubbing against her crotch. I released her, and when she moved back a little, I looked down at her and teased her by saying 'Oh! You mean we're not done yet?'.
She got another impish smile on her face, and said 'Not even close!' before moving back so that she could sit on the edge of the bed. She quickly moved some more, so that she was stretched out completely before me, raised her hands up over her head, spread her legs a bit, and said 'See anything you like?'. I laughed, and said 'I'm sure I can find *something*!', which made her laugh, too. I asked her 'Do you still want to have a look?', and she nodded, so I moved around to the side of the bed, and laid down next to her, with my head at her crotch, and her head at mine.
We each rolled onto our sides, and I raised one leg up so that my foot was flat on the bed, so that she could have free access to anything she wanted. She took the cue, and did the same for me – leaving me with an excellent view.
I could feel that her first touches were pretty tentative, so I told her 'The only thing you need to be really careful about are my testicles' – she reached out and touched them – 'Yes, those. They're *very* sensitive to pressure, so don't squeeze them too hard.' – she started to gently squeeze them – 'That much is okay. The slang term for them is 'balls', and they're inside my scrotum, or 'bag'. You can feel them, but*carefully*. I'll let you know if you do anything uncomfortable, or if you start to hurt me'. And with that, I left her to her explorations, and I started on mine. It was a real delight for me to be able to examine her the way I did – to me, each woman's genitals are unique, and a work of art of their own. Her vaginal lips were smooth and thin, and almost straight – not surprising, since she was still a virgin – but still protruded enough from her excitement that they were readily visible. Because she was excited, they were glistening with her lubrication, and were giving off a distinct, but mild, musky odor. Her clitoris was erect, too, and although still hidden behind it's little hood, it was obvious that it was about the size of a large pea. Her pubic hair was black, but very sparse. The individual hairs were thin and straight and
After several minutes of mutual exploration, though, she was getting to the point where my probes of her vaginal entrance and rubbing and licking of her clitoris with my tongue were almost more than she could bear – she was moaning more and more frequently when I stopped doing one thing and switched over to another, and her pelvis was in almost constant motion. I gradually changed from licking her clitoris, to pressing my finger against the outside of her vagina, and then into it slightly. When I was finally using only my finger on her, I began entering her vagina with it, going only a little deeper each time, twisting it around a little to keep it well lubricated, and then withdrawing it almost completely.
Before long, she was arching her pelvis toward me as I was putting my entire finger inside her; I could feel the walls of her vagina as they clasped at it, and seemed to hang on to it when I withdrew it. Her juices were flowing freely enough that her entire crotch was soaked, as well as her pubic hair, and it was even starting to flow down toward her anus. I was licking up as much of it as I could, but there was simply so much of it.
While I was doing all of that, she had finished her examination of me, and was switching around from using her hand to masturbate me, to licking and softly sucking on my balls, to mouthing and licking my penis.
As I started moving my finger more and more quickly in her, she started taking my erection into her mouth – first just the head of it, and gradually sucking in more of it, until she was taking nearly all of it in her warm, tight mouth, and using her tongue to massage and caress it. I could feel her breathing through her nose, since every time she exhaled, it sent a little draft of warm air blowing across my balls.
I could feel my balls starting to tighten up, and not wanting to be selfish, started licking her clitoris in time with my finger movements in her. She quickly started to respond to that, and had difficulty holding her crotch still. She also showed her appreciation by moving my penis in and out of her mouth, rubbing the underside of it with her tongue on the way in, sucking on it on the way out, and making little swirling motions on the head of it before taking it back in.
I could feel it when she was on the very edge of her climax, and when I would get my finger inside her, would make circular motions with it. I was also gradually slowing down and softening the licking and rubbing of her clitoris I was doing with my tongue, bringing her along more slowly. It was only a couple more minutes, though, before she finally went over the edge – she pressed her pelvis up toward me to get as much of my finger inside her as she could, and clamped her thighs down on my head, making it difficult for me to press firmly against her clitoris with my tongue in time with the vaginal contractions I could feel nearly breaking my finger. Her moaning as she came vibrated my erection in her mouth, and I could feel it all the way down to my balls – which damn near set me off, too! She virtually dripped juices as she came; it was only moments before my hand was completely drenched with them, and they had made my whole face wet. As she came down from her orgasm, I continued to give her clitoris soft little licks; moving my finger in and out of her in small, gentle motions.
When her spasms finally stopped, she seemed to realize where she was, and what she'd been doing; and picked up where she'd left off – with a vengeance! Soon, she was not only giving me one of the best blowjobs I'd ever had, but was using one hand to alternately softly squeeze my balls, and gently drag her fingernails across my scrotum. When she felt my balls tighten, and I told her 'I'm gonna cum!', she took as much of my erection in her mouth as she could – I could feel the head of it pressing against her throat – and sucked on my like I'd never experienced before.
The first shot of my cum hit the back of her throat, and she never even hesitated – she just swallowed it, and kept going. The feeling of her throat as she swallowed my jism was so incredible, that the next shot was even stronger than the first – and she just did it again: swallowing it without even slowing down. Between the warm, moist suction she was providing, and the way her throat would 'tickle' the head of my penis, it was almost more than I could stand – it felt as though my balls were turning inside-out, and I came for what felt like several minutes.
It was only when several seconds went by that I didn't shoot another load that she finally released me – but only after she'd used her tongue to lick all the remains of my semen from my penis while she slowly let my still-firm penis slide out of her mouth. Even after I'd rolled over onto my back to catch my breath, she slid over a little so that she could continue to lick and mouth my now-softening penis. Only when I was completely soft did she stop, and turn around so that she was laying next to me on her side, her head on my shoulder and one leg over mine, her arm across my chest, and her breasts pressing against my side. I put my arm around her, and held her there like that, snuggling with her, for several minutes: she playing with my chest hair and giving my ribs little kisses while I caressed her back and gave her soft kisses on the top of her head.
It was only when she started to feel cold that she finally moved away from me, saying 'Feel more relaxed, now?'. 'Relaxed enough for the next month, I think!' was the only thing I could say in reply, making her smile and giggle. I saw the goose bumps on her, and asked 'You ready for a warm shower?' and she answered with 'Only if you're there to help!'. I glanced at the clock, and could see that we still had about an hour before her mother came home, so we went in to clean each other up – and on the way, she took my hand, noticed her juices on it, and slowly licked them off with a devilish look on her face, making me start to get hard again.
Even in the shower, she continued to do almost everything she could think of (and she could think of a lot, even for as young as she was!) to get me going again. Of course, I did what I could to return the 'favor', and we wound up spending nearly half an hour under the spray – leaving only when the hot water started to run out.
After we dried off and got dressed again (collecting our clothes from where they'd been cast aside), she asked if she could play with the computer a little bit. I told her she could, but that I'd have to watch her at first, to make sure she didn't do anything wrong. She understood that, sat down, and started trying different things out while I went in and got the two of us a Coke.
