Dorsai - Jan

"Sure – 'Do unto others as you would have them do unto you'."

"And how does it apply?"

"Uh, treat other people nice, so they'll treat you nice."

"And what do you think the reverse of the Golden Rule would be?"

She thought a few moments, and said "Do not do unto others as you would have them not do unto you?"

"And that would mean?"

Again, she thought a moment before suddenly brightening up, and saying "If you don't want other people sticking their nose in your business, don't stick your nose in theirs!", with a laugh.

"So if you don't have any interest in finding out about them, and their lives?"

"Don't let them know anything about me, or my life!"

"And if they're rude enough to ask, or say anything?"

"Be just as rude, and tell them it's none of their business!", laughing even harder before suddenly giving me a kiss that nearly curled my toes before she let it end.

"You're really something, you know it?", she asked.

"Sure. But the question most people have is just what is it that I am.", I answered, and launching her into a fit of giggles.

After a bit, she was mostly sobered up again, and asked me "What should I do if there's something someone else can do for me, and I want to do something for them?"

"Ask them, and tell them what you have to offer in return. If they find it agreeable, and they can do it, they will. If they can't or won't, try to find out why, and see if there's anything else you can add or do to make it happen – but only to the extent that you're willing to. If either of you has to give or do more than you want, then it's not an*equal* trade of values."

"Then what is it when you want to do something to make someone else happy, without them doing anything in return? Like how you've done so much to help all of us?"

"That was still an equal trade of values, but with myself – the value of what I was doing was equal to the value of how good it made me feel to be doing it."

She blinked a couple of times as she thought about that – and what it meant.

Suddenly, she said "Then there's something that I want to do, that's kind of like that."

"What's that?"

"I want to use my mouth on you, like you used yours on me. I want to trade the value of my doing something for you in exchange for the way it would it would make ME happy."

I smiled, and nodded, in acceptance of her argument, and said "Excellent. I accept and agree, subject to one condition."

"What's that?"

"That I can pick up where I left off, when I want."

She smiled, and quickly said "Agreed!".

She started by giving me a soft, gentle kiss on the lips before adding a couple more to the corners of my mouth. A few more along my jaw line, then my neck and throat. Chest, then shoulders – brief pause to nibble my ear, thank-you-very-much – and back to my chest before working over my chest muscles with her hands, and the skin – including my nipples – with her lips before scooting herself down my body a ways. Tongue-tip tracing a line to my navel; dip, and circle, then on to greener pastures: tracing an outline of my pubic hair. From top dead center, across and down to the juncture of my thigh and lower belly; along the junction to next to my penis. Then down to just below my scrotum, across my perineum to the other side, and then reversing the path.

That experience was enough to get the blood flowing.

Next, she kissed a direct line from my navel to my penis, applying small sucking bites with her lips as she did. When she finally got to the head of my penis, I was semi-erect, and ready for whatever she did next – which was to take just the very tip of my member in her mouth before 'walking' her lips down it's increasing length, and sucking me into her mouth as she progressed. In only a few seconds, she had my nearly erect penis completely in her mouth, but then didn't do anything else: she didn't suck on it, she didn't rub it with her tongue, or do anything else to stimulate me; it was as though she were simply taking the time to simply experience the situation, and taste of me.

Several seconds went by, then she began sliding her tongue along me as she slowly twisted her head; before long, she'd run her tongue across every bit of me. As I started to grow again in her mouth, she lightly dragged her fingernails across the skin of my scrotum, then cupped it in her hands feeling the weight as she softly rolled my testicles around.

When I was almost fully erect, she allowed nearly my entire length to slide from her lips as she pulled her head back before pausing a moment and taking me back in again. Running her tongue along the bottom ridge of my penis, it didn't take her long to find out how sensitive the underside of the head was. With that discovery, she again slid me out of her mouth, and after only a moment's delay, took me in again, using her tongue to apply a light, fluctuating pressure to it. After perhaps a dozen of these cycles, I was fully erect, and she was taking perhaps two thirds of my length in her mouth: I could feel it as the tip of my penis ever-so-lightly touched the back of her throat.

With me completely hard, and starting to make small, involuntary thrusts into her mouth, she quickly settled into regularly bobbing her head on my erection. Whether it was teasing me with her tongue, applying a steady suction or something in between, she continued to add to the stimulation of what she was doing: circling the head of my penis with her tongue when her head was up, or gently pushing it into the start of her throat when her head was down, or twisting her head back and forth while moving, it was as though my entire existence centered on what she was doing to me with her mouth.

Finally, though, I had to have something to distract myself from what she was doing, and raised my head to tell her "You're doing absolutely terrific" – she smiled around my erection – "but I want to do you, too."

She nodded her head slightly, without releasing me, and started moving herself around, using my erection as her pivot point. As her knees got close to my head, I used my hands – and gentle pressure – to guide her; in just a minute or so, her was in position for me to view the center of her womanhood; at no point during the process did she stop what she was doing, much less actually release me from her mouth.

With her opened up to me again, I quickly raised my head, and placed my mouth over her slightly parted labia, and sucked them into my mouth, along with a small sample of her juices. Holding them steady with my lips, I began using my tongue to flicker across them, and trace their outlines as I savored the taste and texture of her. After a bit, I released them, and again placed my mouth over the opening to her vagina – sucking on it softly and steadily as I began a random pattern of dipping into her opening to varying depths, and tracing her labia. It wasn't long before she was slowly hunching against my mouth, trying to draw my tongue inside her as far she could get it – and moaning around my penis, creating a most pleasant sensation.

I gradually eased off what I was doing, and then moved on to focus on her erect clitoris – rapidly circling it with my tongue-tip, licking across it, and applying a fluttering pressure against it. As I did, her arousal increased even more; I was delighted when a small trickle of her oils found their way down her cleft and onto my tongue. Her moans continued, as did her slow humping against my mouth; added to these were her occasional gasps and small exclamations of pleasure.

More than anything else, it was her moans that were stimulating me. The feeling of her warm, wet mouth enveloping me was wonderful, but the vibrations as she moaned only made things worse and better, at the same time.

With the increased stimulation from her, I knew that I had to do more if I was going to survive the experience, and finally released her clitoris from being the focus of my attentions to begin varying my actions; applying myself to stimulating her randomly, all over her entire pubic area. Vaginal opening, then clitoris. Labia, then clitoris. Labia to vagina to labia to clitoris to vagina. Varying what I did, and how long I did it – as well as how much or how little – I did my best to bring her to her orgasm.