Dorsai - Jan

When I was finally able to move again, I started to get up, but Jan firmly pushed me back down, and asked "What did you want?"

"Well, I was going to get something to drink – I think you got every bit of fluid in my body!"

She giggled, and got up – a truly delightful experience to watch, what with her breasts jiggling ever so slightly, and her muscles flexing in some very interesting ways – and headed into the kitchen, coming back in a few moments with a couple of sodas. Opening them, she took a few sips from hers as I sat up a bit, and then held the other to my mouth so I could drink nearly half of it at one pass.

She laughed, and said "C'mon, I know I didn't get that much out of you!"

"Sure as hell feels like it from where I sit! I thought you promised not to try and kill me!"

More laughter before she told me "I'm glad you liked It.", mischievously.

"'Like' doesn't begin to describe it. Uh, where did you learn to do that?"

"You mean the taking all of you, or the humming part?"

"Either. Both."

Smiling at me, she said "Uh, the all-of-you part I learned from that movie 'Deep Throat'; the other part I kind of made up after the way you reacted when I did it the first time."

"Where did you get a chance to see 'Deep Throat'?!"

"One of the other girls at school. Her dad has some porno movies, and that was one of them. A bunch of us were at her house one afternoon after school, and when she showed us the movies her dad had, we all wanted to see what the fuss was about that one."

"I'm afraid to ask – what else did you learn?"

"Oh, a little of this, a little of that!"

I groaned in mock terror, and said "Oh, God, you're gonna kill me – I just know it!!"

Jan laughed, and replied "No, I'm not. If I kill you, I can't use you again – and I want to use you a lot."

I laughed, too, and told her "Oh, the way my life has changed! From a respected engineer to the sexual plaything of a depraved 16-year-old!"

She giggled, but didn't reply – at least, not verbally. The look she gave me, though, spoke volumes. I knew I was in big trouble. She just might kill me – but I'd die happy.

"Jan?"

"Yes, Uncle Dan?"

"Uh, why didn't you want to let me do anything to you?"

"Because I just wanted to make you happy, without having you worrying about making ME happy."

"Jan, dear, you don't need to worry about that – I like doing the things I do to you. Using my tongue on you, touching you, all of it. It makes me feel almost as good as it does you. So next time, don't be afraid to let me please you, too, okay?"

She smiled at me, and only slightly chastised, agreed.

I started to roll over to face her, and bumped my elbow against one of the trays we'd used. Both of us got the same idea at the same time, and together, we cleaned up after our meal and playtime, not bothering to dress.

Once back in the family room, we settled back down on the couch: me at one end, leaning back against the arm, Jan laying down so that her head rested on my leg. After a little discussion, we settled on watching some TV, and from there, soon settled on watching a movie.

We watched the movie to its end, and the one following it turned out to have a hard 'R' rating. Naturally enough, watching it got Jan and I both stimulated. I started things by slowly stroking her side, from the side of her breast to her hip, then down through her pubic hair, up her belly to her chest, then back across her breast – ever so softly – and back to her side. After perhaps twenty minutes, both of Jan's breasts were tight. Not just firm – as they always were – but tight to the point of almost being hard; her areolas puckered to small, dark brown volcanoes, and her nipples erect and hard. I could also detect the distinct aroma of her arousal: sweet and heady, yet musky, too: something about it went straight to my groin.

For her part, Jan was content to play with my pubic hair – but regardless of where it was, so that she was lightly dragging her fingernails all around my semi-erect penis, across my balls, and down onto my thighs; her touch was whisper-light. The effect was enough to keep me mildly aroused, but without enough contact to bring me to full arousal.

Inevitably, over a period of time, the movie became far less important to us than what we were doing to each other; our efforts with each other had gradually escalated, until Jan had turned onto her stomach, and pulled her knees underneath herself. The net result was that she was face down on my lap, her butt sticking up in the air and her legs slightly spread. Starting at my lower belly, she started going in a circular pattern, centered on, and spiraling in toward, my nearly erect penis. As she did that, I caressed her back in small figure eights, starting crosswise across her shoulder blades, and ever so slowly, down her back toward her butt. I was content to follow her lead, and kept the speed of my movements synchronized with hers, so that about the time she was circling my pubic hair, I was touching the tops of her ass cheeks.

By the time her lips finally touched my erect penis, I had reached her mons, and was stroking her inner lips and brushing over her clitoris. As she paid more and more attention to my penis, and got closer to finally taking it into her mouth, I focused more and more on her vaginal lips, and pressed more and more firmly against the treasure they guarded.

Having realized that I was following her example, her actions as she worked her way toward the glans of my erection were slow and deliberate.

Finally, though, she took the very end of it between her lips – and I slowly pressed a fingertip into her now-soaked vagina. As she kissed and tongue-nibbled me, I slithered my finger around her opening, spreading her lubrication around, and making sure that it was well distributed on my finger.

As she progressed, so did I – when she finally had the entire head of my member in her mouth, I had the first digit of my finger inside her, and mimicked – as best I could – inside her what she was doing to the outside of me: swirling my finger in circles inside her, sliding it in and out of her in small movements, fluttering it, and even twisting it.

The effect on her was to be expected: she raised her ass a bit more, and spread her legs as best she could on the couch, giving me better access to her virginity. For a good 15 minutes, Jan worked her way down my erection; my finger in her tunnel kept pace, until – finally! – she was taking nearly all of me into her warm, hot mouth, and I was working a single finger in and out of her, her ass and pelvis moving in synchronization with my efforts: pushing back against me as I slid it in, following me a way as I withdrew before pulling away from me, and making aroused gasping noises when she breathed.

After a few minutes of this, she finally allowed me to pop free of her lips, and sat up slowly – her eyes smoky with desire and a look of unbridled lust on her face. With an impish grin, she took the hand I had been using, and licked clean the finger that had been inside her, then fellating it briefly, before telling me "I'm ready. God! Am I ever ready! I want you inside me. How do we do it?" in a husky voice.

"You're the boss. Best way would probably be with me underneath, and you slide yourself down onto me. That way, you control how fast and how far."

"Just like you did with Kelly, huh? It worked for her, it should work for me! Let's get ready, then – I want you now."

Sitting up a bit, I slid my hips down until I was resting on the edge of the couch, more on my tailbone than my butt. Jan got the idea, and quickly swung a leg over me, so that she was facing me, kneeling over my lower belly, her breasts just inches in front of me. I tilted my head forward a bit to start licking and sucking on her nipples as I slid a hand between us to start stroking her labia and softly rubbing her clitoris. In only a few seconds, she was arching her pelvis in time with my actions, and had leaned farther forward so that I would be able to feast on more of her breasts, and even her shoulders and neck. A bit after that, she reached down to move my hand out of the way, and then grasp my slick erection and position it against her labia. From there, she moved it back and forth, sliding it between her vaginal lips, and spreading her ample moisture around the head, lubricating it. Finally satisfied that both of us were ready, she sat up again, and with her hand on my shoulder, held me in place as she started lowering herself onto me. To our mutual surprise – and pleasure! – I readily slid in far enough that the head of my erection was fully enveloped by her, her vaginal opening clasping me just behind the glans. God, what she tight!