Dorsai - Jan

She thought that over for a few moments, before returning to her ministrations to my penis – which was now quite hard, and starting to twitch in her hand. Seeing that I'd leaked a little pre-cum onto the tip, she paused long enough to scoop a little on her finger, and put it in her mouth to taste it. Satisfied, she said "A little salty – but I like it!" before lowering her head to take my erection into her mouth, and running her tongue around the head. At that, and after all that I'd been through with her so far, it was a wonder I didn't blow my load.

Fortunately, I didn't, and was able to enjoy the rest of the experience.

Seeming to take my comment about the equivalency of the head of my penis and her clitoris seriously, she was surprisingly careful and considerate – not once did I have to caution her about too much pressure, or her teeth, or anything of the sort.

With all the stimulation I'd already had, it didn't take long for me to start down the road that dead-ends at male nirvana; each time she did something pleasurable, and I responded, she redoubled her efforts; and because she was so open to the experience, she didn't have any hesitation about trying new things: taking the head of my erection in her mouth, and 'walking' her lips down it to take more of me in, until she'd taken all she could manage. Or releasing me completely so that she could approach it from the side, trying to wrap her lips at it from that direction while massaging me with her tongue. Or twisting her head as she bobbed up and down on it, stimulating places I'd almost forgotten I had. Or taking my entire sack into her mouth, and using her tongue to press against the underside of my penis where the sack hid it. Or licking my entire sack, and then blowing on it, creating a sensation that both stimulated me, and tightened me up. Or gently taking one testicle at a time into her mouth, and ever so gently sucking on it and rolling it around in her mouth before moving on to the other.

It was when she finally settled in to bobbing her head up and down on my penis, while rhythmically sucking on it and using her tongue to constantly caress the underside of the head, that I finally hit the 'home stretch', and shortly later, the point of no return. When I felt my balls tighten up in preparation for that first shot, I hurriedly told her "I'm going to shoot!"

When she felt the first shot of my semen start, she quickly pulled her head back, to watch as it cannoned out the end, and landed on my chest.

Satisfied with what she'd seen, she just as quickly took me back into her mouth, sucking firmly on the head, drawing out the second shot with nearly as much force as the first, and all the rest of them, as well, leaving me thoroughly drained, and VERY happy. Some of my semen had escaped her at first, and dribbled down my member, but all the rest had stayed in her mouth after she tightened her lips around the head. Once she realized that I was done, and that my penis was softening, she swallowed, and released me before starting to lick up what had escaped her before – pausing a moment to scoop some that had dribbled down her chin back into her mouth. Finally satisfied that she'd gotten everything in the area, she licked me clean, and, with a twinkle in her eye, moved up to softly lick and vacuum up the splotch on my chest from that first shot. Content that she had it all, she lay down next to me, and draped herself across me – one leg over mine, her breasts pressing into my side, an arm across my chest, and her head on my shoulder.

After a couple minutes, when I'd gotten my breath back, she lifter her head to look at me, and ask "How did I do, Teach?" with a grin on her face.

I pretended to consider it for a bit, and answered "Hmmmm. All things considered, I guess I really don't have any choice but to give you an 'F' " – she looked surprised and afraid – "for 'Fabulous'!" which prompted her to poke me in the side and call me a stinker before starting to laugh.

She lay back down next to me, and I put my arm around her, holding her close. Looking up at the clock, I could see that we'd barely used two hours; leaving half again that much still to us.

Contented just to be next to each other, we laid like that for several minutes before Kelly spoke.

"Dan?"

"Yes, dear?"

"This has been really nice."

"Yes, it has."

"Were you really serious about what happens this afternoon being up to me? I mean, I know you said it, and everything, but I just need to be sure about something."

"Yes, I was really serious, and I really meant it. Haven't I shown you that, yet?"

"Yeah, you have; I just needed to hear you say it one more time."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to make sure before I asked you something."

"What's that?"

"Would you, um, be my first? I mean, the first one to actually make love to me? You know, take my virginity?"

Sure, I'd heard her say something about it last night, but I really didn't think the two of us were going to get anywhere near that point; at least, not yet. It was enough of a surprise that I lay there for a bit, thinking about it.

"Dan?"

"Yes?" I answered, still a bit distracted.

"Would you?"

That brought me out of it, and I had to think for a few seconds before answering "Kelly, I'm genuinely honored that you would ask me. I'm not going to insult you by asking if you're sure, because I know you well enough now that I know you wouldn't ask me if you weren't. It's just that it's a serious thing to ask, and I'm not sure that I want the responsibility of making your first time as pleasant and comfortable as it should be."

She answered by saying "I know that it is, from the way you've talked to me, and even Jan, about it. I know you think there might be somebody else out there that would be more gentle and careful than you, but*I* don't think I'd find that person – at least, not before I was too old to enjoy it. Dan, I trust you. I know that you would be as patient and considerate and all that as anyone I could ever hope to find. There's all kinds of guys out there that would be more than happy to 'pop my cherry'; but I don't WANT it 'popped' – I want someone that will remove it, gently, with love and affection and concern for me while they do it. I don't want somebody 'like' you; I want it to BE you. Maybe it won't hurt; but if it does, than I know that if YOU did it, you'd make the pain as small as anyone could – and then you'd make me as happy, and satisfied, as anyone could, too."

At the end of that, I could feel her hot tears as they rolled down my side. Talk about 'feeling like crap' – I did, and big time.

After a few moments, I was finally able to say "Kelly, if you're *that* sure you want to do this, and if you're that sure that you want it to be now, and that sure you want it to be me, then I can't find it in myself to deny you and disappoint you. If you want me to be your first, then I'll do it – and do my best to make it a HAPPY memory."

It took a bit for what I'd said to sink in, but when it did, she gasped, and raised herself up on her elbow, to look at me before asking "You will?"

I sighed, and answered, "Yes, since you're THAT sure you want me to. I can only hope that you don't regret it, after."

She smiled at me, sniffled a little, and said, "I really am that sure – not just that I want it to be you, and now, but that I'm not going to regret it, either."

I smiled back, and reassured, she lay back next to me, giving me a hug every little bit.

A couple minutes went by, and she slid her hand down to start playing with my pubic hair, before asking, "So, um, how do we start? Do you have a condom or anything that you need to put on or use or whatever?"

I answered by telling her "We start pretty much the same was as we have before; we just don't let it stop where it has until now. As for not making you pregnant, that's something*I* don't have to worry about."