Dorsai - Full Circle

When both nipples were standing tall and proud, glistening with my saliva, I struck out for new territory by kissing my way down her body with a number of detours along the way. I dipped my tongue into her navel and heard her deep groan in response. A little more, and I was softly using my lips to "bite" the soft skin of her lower belly between kisses to the points of her hips. The brick red of her pubic thatch brushed my chin, and the scent of her womanhood told me that I was having the effect I desired. I continued my tender ministrations until my lips were lost in the forest of her soft, thick hair. I felt her raise and spread her legs even more to make room for me – she knew what was next, and was obviously eager for it.

Finally, I reached my goal: with a soft kiss on the inside of each of her thighs, I paused to look at the area between them, and the treasure she was offering me.

Her clitoris was almost completely erect, it's hood having pulled back almost completely. Lower, her vaginal lips were separated and easily visible. Dark with her desire, they were long and thin; the area between them was shiny with her oils. I looked up to her face and saw that despite her arousal, she was slightly apprehensive, too. I smiled at her, and lowered my head again before extending my tongue and running it from the bottom of her cleft to the top, collecting a goodly amount of her essence before finishing by running the tip of my tongue across her clitoris. My efforts earned me a deep groan of pleasure from her as her hips lifted in encouragement to do it again. I gladly did so: her female oils were thin and light, tasting faintly sweet and spicy at the same time. She raised her pelvis up as she tried to draw my tongue even deeper inside her; instead of letting that happen, I continued on so that I could softly lash the pea-sized nubbin of her clitoris with the end of my tongue. Her hands found my head and held it where it was; I cooperated by putting my lips around her and began gently sucking on her sensitive clitoris. Much to my surprise, it took only a few moments of that before she experienced a small orgasm. When it was over, she released my head, and I went back to sample her liquid essence again – that time letting my tongue delve between her labia and brush across the small, tight opening to her womanhood.

Over the next several minutes, I went about sampling her young woman's charms as thoroughly as I could. And in the process, I was slowly and deliberately trying to arouse and excite her as much as I could.

I was swirling my tongue around her erect clitoris, my hands on her firm ass cheeks, when I felt her beginning to tighten up. I knew that she was getting close to another orgasm, and I was determined to make it better than the first. Using my lips and tongue in various combinations of speed and pressure (or suction) and different actions, I moved her closer and closer to her release. When I heard her release a whimper of frustration, I knew it was time, and with a firm, rapid fluttering of my tongue across her clitoris, I pushed her over the edge into her second orgasm.

When it hit her, her thighs tried to slam together, which I thought was going to break my neck. However, they also proved to be fairly good sound mufflers as she nearly screamed at the pleasure of her release. I was glad that all the rooms in the house were as soundproof as they could be; anyone that heard her was sure to think that she was being murdered – slowly, and in a particularly dastardly manner. With the end of her cry, her legs fell apart again, and I began pressing her clitoris in time with the contractions I could feel going through her body. She drew a deep breath and cried out again – not as loud, thankfully.

As her orgasm slowly tapered off, I eased up on the amount of stimulation I was giving her clitoris. I finally released her from my mouth, and as I heard her start panting, moved up so that I was lying on my side next to her. I had my arm across her body and was looking down at her when her eyes opened up. It took her a few moments to recognize me, and realize where she was – but when she did, she lunged up and wrapped her arms around me, kissing me as she hugged me fiercely.

When she finally let go of me to lie down again, I could see there were tears in her eyes. She saw the concern in my face, and volunteered "No, I'm not unhappy or upset. I want to cry because it felt so good! The first time, what you were doing felt good, like when I do myself, and I had an orgasm. But then you started doing all that other stuff, and it kept feeling better and better. I was starting to get close again – I knew it was going to be better – and then you started teasing me like you did, and I could feel it building up inside me, getting stronger and stronger and stronger. Then you did that last little bit, and it was like sparks were going off inside me. I guess one of those sparks set off some dynamite, or something – it was so good; I thought I was dying!"

She licked her lips in thirst, and spent a moment smacking her lips before she realized what it was that she was tasting. With a blush, she looked up at me and asked "Is… is that what I taste like? Down there?"

I smiled and answered "Yes."

She gave me a wry grin and said "I… I think I know why you kept doing that, with your mouth. I taste kind of… good, don't I?"

I grinned as I replied "I think you taste delicious."

She blushed again, and asked "Do most girls taste like me?"

"I haven't tasted most girls" I answered, getting myself a dirty look from her before I went on "but from the ones that I know about, it's close. To me, there's a difference between each of you, but mostly it's the same. Its like each of you has the same basic stuff, but each of you adds your own particular flavor to it."

"Kind of like no matter what the flavor is, its still ice cream?"

"Something like that", I agreed.

She licked her lips again, in an obvious attempt to taste more of herself; I just smiled at her when she gave me a slightly guilty look, and said "Don't worry about it. If you want to, you're more than welcome to taste yourself, or Jan, or Kelly, or anybody else. Now, would you like something to drink?"

She gave me a shy smile, and nodded. I got up and went to get us some bottled water from the fridge, and heard the faint but distinct sounds of women making love coming from the den. Rather than risk disturbing them by looking in on them – I figured if they wanted privacy, they'd be in a bedroom – I just continued with what I was doing. While I was at it, I got several bottles, figuring that we were likely going to need them before all was said and done.

When I got back to the bedroom, Sheri was sitting up, her back resting against the headboard of the bed. I handed her one of the bottles I'd opened in the kitchen, and she quickly drained a quarter of it. I set the rest on the night stand, and moved to sit next to her before getting my own water. She scooted over so she was sitting tucked into my side, and I put an arm around her. She put her hand on it, and looked up at me to say "Thank you, Dan. I was a little bit nervous, the first time you tasted me like that, and I thought that maybe you wouldn't like it. But you did, and when you smiled at me like that, I knew that it was going to be okay."

I gave her a quick hug and answered "You don't have to thank me, Sheri. I, and Kelly and the others – we do what we do for you and your friends because we love you."

"But how can you love us like that?" she asked. "I mean, you were letting us come over here before you really knew who we are, and everything."

"No, I'm not saying that we loved you then the way we do now, but we still loved you a little bit. Remember, it was you five that went to Kelly, asking her if she could help you find the answers to the questions you had – and that by doing that, you were showing us that you were different than the other girls you knew. So even if you didn't realize it then, you were still showing us that you were special; by being special that way, you were telling Kelly and me that there was a pretty good chance that you were going to be the kind of people that we would love. So all we had to do was get to know you, and let you know us. That happened, and now we do love you."