Dorsai - Taxi

The limited pleasure that Gail was bringing me meant that I had enough time and attention to dedicate myself to pleasuring her. It didn't take me long to get the small button of her clitoris to throw back its hood so that I could tend to it the way I wanted to; just as it was easy enough for me to tease her velvety soft labia into growing longer and thicker, and her vaginal opening into releasing more and more of her nectar. Her steadily increasing arousal and the sounds of pleasure that she began to make gave me permission to increase my efforts. Even with half my cock in her mouth, she tried to squeal her pleasure the first time I attempted to worm the end of my tongue through the entrance to her vagina; when I fastened my lips over her clitoris and sucked on it in time with the way her head was bobbing on my mostly-erect penis, I thought she was going to deepthroat me. My attempt to suck the juices out of her had her pressing herself down onto my face as she released a deep, deep groan. I didn't have any doubts that I was making at least that part of her introduction to sex eminently satisfactory for her.

I'd succeeded in getting an almost constant trickle of her oils leaking out of her, and knew that my efforts to slowly bring her to an orgasm were almost complete: she was so focused on what I was doing to her that she was frequently forgetting what she wanted to do to me – most of her time was being spent holding still while she had some fraction of my erection between her lips. I could feel the tension building in her ass and thighs as she got closer and closer to her release.

I licked up the immediately available supply of her nectar, and was slowly twirling the tip of my tongue around her clitoris when I felt her pull her mouth off my penis; a second later, I heard her start to make a faint keening noise as her thighs started to tremble slightly against my ears. Knowing that it was about to happen for her, I lightened the pressure I was applying to her clitoris while increasing the speed that I was circling it; a few seconds later, I heard her cry out just ahead of her thighs trying to slam together – despite the obstruction of having my head in the way. Her young body almost convulsed over me before her clitoris hid under its cloak again. On the plus side, I discovered that the clenching inside her vagina was pushing small waves of her essence out, where I could happily lick them up. From the way her body tensed each time I ran my tongue across her opening, I knew that I was prolonging the pleasure she was experiencing as she lay on top of me.

Still, her youthful body had its limits; there finally came the time when there wasn't any more of her nectar for me to consume, and only an occasional slight tremor ran through her.

She responded readily enough when I used her name, so that relieved me of any concern that I might have overdone things; she was able to cooperate with me as I got her off of me and onto the bed. Free to move, I got her sitting up, then moved to where I could take her onto my lap after I was leaning back against the headboard of her bed. Holding her against my chest with her head on my shoulder, I softly caressed her as she got her breath and energy back. I knew that she was firmly back among the living when I heard her say "I've had orgasms and everything when I touched myself; but I never knew they could be anything as incredible as that! What you were doing, you know, with your mouth and tongue… it felt really good, even at first. Then it just kept getting better and better, and the next thing I knew, that happened. Is… is it going to be like that when we have sex, too?"

I gave her a hug and kiss on the shoulder before answering "That depends. If we can keep from hurting you, and you can enjoy what we're doing, then there isn't any reason it can't. But if you're afraid or nervous or anything like that, then probably not. I'll do everything I can to help it happen, but it's really up to you."

She sat silently for several seconds before telling me "I'm still not afraid, and I'm not even nervous now. Even if I don't have orgasms from it the first time, I still want to be with you because I know that you'll still make me feel good."

I gave her another hug, and answered "Thank you for trusting me, sweetheart", and heard her sigh her contentment.

It was perhaps a minute later that she started to wriggle around a little bit on my lap; it took only a moment for me to realize that she could feel my erect penis nestled along the cleft of her ass. I addressed the situation by telling her "Yes, that's me, and yes, I'm still hard."

I felt her blush, and a few moments later she pulled back from me to look up and ask "If you're still hard, that means that we can… you know, make me not a virgin any more?"

I had to smile as I told her "Yes, that's what it means – if that's what you want."

"I do!", she exclaimed, followed by asking me "What do we do now? I mean, I know you're going to be inside me; and from those movies I saw Daddy watch, I kinda know how, but…", embarrassed.

"It's okay, honey", I assured her. "There are three ways that people usually use when it's a girl's first time. The easiest one for her is if the guy is on the bottom, and she's on top. That way, she can put herself ON him however fast or slow she wants to, or even back up a little bit. Another one is if she's on her hands and knees, and the boy is behind her; that way, she isn't doing everything, but she can still move if it starts to hurt, or doesn't feel right to her. The last one is if the girl is on the bottom, and the guy is on top of her. That's probably the most common one, because that's how most people usually have sex. That one's good if the girl absolutely trusts the guy not to hurt her, or if she's afraid she won't be able to make it happen when it's time to stop being a virgin. As much bigger than you as I am, I think it would be easiest and best for you if we used the first one – with you on top of me. But I told you that I wouldn't hurt you, and I won't, so whichever one of those you like is what we'll do."

She had to consider it for only a few seconds before telling me "I think the first one is best, too. I know you wouldn't hurt me on purpose, but if I'm the one on top, then you don't have to worry about it."

I suspected that she was having something of an attack of nerves now that it was actually going to happen, but was willing to accept the reason she'd given at face value – after all, the whole idea was for her to be able to have her first sexual experience with as little pain or discomfort as possible.

So what I told her was "Thank you, I appreciate that. Now, if I lay down, it'll probably be a little easier for you to what you want to; but if I'm sitting up or leaning back like this, then I can touch you better afterwards, or even help you while it happens, if you want."

Pleased, she told me "I'd like you to stay like this – I want you to be able to touch me! Um… what do I do?"

Cupping her face in my hands, I moved forward enough to give her a soft kiss on the lips before looking her in the eyes and gently telling her "Just do whatever you're comfortable with, and doesn't hurt you, honey. It'll be easier for you if both of us are slippery, though – you on the inside, and me on the outside. When you're ready, you move so that you're right over me; you hold my penis where it's supposed to go, and then just kind of sit down on it – but only as fast or far as YOU want, right?"

With a lusty grin, she answered "You betcha!"

Remembering what else I'd said, she wasn't the slightest bit embarrassed to reach between her thighs and check that she was (still) wet inside. Following that, she took hold of my penis; discovering that it was dry, I saw her eyes twinkle with humor as she quickly scooted herself back so that she could lean forward and take me into her mouth again. After bobbing her head up and down for a minute or so, she let me slip from her mouth, leaving me glistening with the saliva she'd left behind.