In spite of herself, Alicia laughs and asks what in the world he's thinking of when she's sitting nude waiting to be forced to kiss and suck another man's penis. Tom kisses her and tells her it will be all right. She's fellated him twice and that one penis is a lot like another. She should pretend it's a banana and offers to go to the kitchen to get her one to practice on. Smiling through her tears, she notices Tom's erection through his trousers and since she remembers she's doing this for him, grasps him through his pants and tells him that maybe he's right, she should practice.
Putting her words into action, she slides to her knees and reaches for his zipper. The other times she's handled his penis; she has always fumbled in the dark leaning over in the car seat. It surprises her how much easier it is to unzip and withdraw his surging erection through his underpants and open zipper when she can see clearly and can use both hands to widen the zipper opening. Reaching beneath the base of the shaft, she gently grasps his scrotum and can feel his testicles which she gently tries to pull through the same opening. Suddenly her lover flinches and she realizes his skin is catching on the sides of the zipper. Belatedly, she unbuckles his belt and unsnaps the snap of his jeans to pull them open and expose his genitals to her full view.
This is the first time she's clearly seen a man's genitals and is surprised how much bigger they appear than when she has only groped them in the dark of Tom's car. Leaning forward, she has the idea to kiss his scrotum and testicles, which she hasn't done before. Licking the outside of the wrinkled skin, she opens her mouth and takes one of his testicles inside. Tom's moan makes her think for a second that perhaps she's hurting him before she understands that she excited him instead. With a short parting suck, she releases the sphere and engulfs the other one. Another moan tells her that he likes this and she pauses to tongue the soft warm ball when a jerk of his penis along her cheek signals that maybe she should transfer her attention to it instead.
Withdrawing from the testicle, she sits up a bit and looks down at the pink engorged head. At the top she can see a small opening with an even tinier slit above it. Both are filled with a clear liquid which is seeping down the side of the head and collecting around her two fingers which grasp the shaft. She wonders if he has already ejaculated before remembering that this must be the lubricating fluid that appears when he's aroused and that semen is white instead of clear.
Tentatively she darts her tongue into the small pool of fluid and is surprised that it has no taste. She'd expected it to be salty like his semen. Another moan, more like a grunt, encourages her to open and slide her mouth around the engorged head of the pulsating erection. As the tip rubs against the top of the back of her mouth, she cups her tongue to slide it against the underside of the head and top of the shaft. Suddenly, the rod jerks back towards her throat and she feels her throat and mouth nearly explode with hot, salty, viscous liquid. Caught by surprise, the lovely, tear stained girl clamps her lips around the throbbing rod to stop the escape of semen which has leaked through her lips and started to run down the shaft and onto her chin. Almost choking, she continues to feel more spurts at the back of her mouth. She swallows and starts to suck as hard as she can while tonguing the bottom of the rock hard shaft.
This effort is rewarded by a louder moan from Tom and several additional spurts into her throat. Although reluctant, Alicia reflexively swallows several times in order to keep from choking. As she realizes what she's doing, she remembers Tom's telling her that swallowing shows her love and respect for him. It also gives her the idea that she and her mouth must be both pretty and pleasing for him to let her engulf him this way and to explode with such passion inside it.
This thought gives her the idea that his semen is his gift to her and as the shaft within her mouth starts to soften and the spurts cease, she unaccountably experiences a perverse flush of pride and accomplishment tinged with a hint of regret that it is over so quickly. This emotion is accompanied by a feeling of frustration and wetness between her own legs and she feels her own arousal and realizes that fluid has been leaking from her vagina and labia, running down her thighs and into a puddle on the carpet.
Embarrassed that Tom might notice, she renews her sucking of his now shrinking penis until she has it as dry as she can make it. Finally releasing the head with a short pop, she starts to lick the remaining semen from the shaft and a small puddle which dripped onto the top of his scrotum. Finally she licks the remaining drops from her hand and sucks her fingers dry while gazing longingly up at his face for his approval.
"Oh my God, Alicia, if you practice much more like that, you'll drive me crazy." He gasps, "You are wonderful. Both beautiful and wonderful. Oh here, I've got a cup you can spit into."
"It's too late for that. It's all gone, see!" she tells him as she opens her mouth to show him its empty cavity.
Surprised, he exclaims, "Oh Darling, you swallowed it all? Why? I thought you said it disgusted you."
"Well, it seemed so dirty. I did it to show my love, respect and gratitude to you for making me so happy." She replies lovingly, "Actually, it was kind of nice and tasted good after I got started. The first spurt caught me by surprise and I swallowed by reflex to keep from choking. But after that I decided there wasn't any point in stopping, so I went ahead and cleaned it all up. By the time I finished, I'd learned that it was really you I tasted and I wanted even more."
"Oh Alicia, wonderful goddess, I could worship you forever!" he blurts as he sits up straight to gaze down at her beautiful naked body. Spotting the dampness and darkening spot on the rug between her legs, he reaches down and lifts her up to sit on the couch, before sliding to his own knees between her legs.
"Did you climax too?" he asks, as he parts her thighs.
"No, I didn't even realize I was so turned on until I felt how wet I was. I'm sorry about the mess, I'll go clean it up.", she tells him as she tries to close her legs to stand up.
"No. Stay right where you are. That'll wait. Open your legs and let me look at you. God you're beautiful! You know this is the first time I've really gotten to see you. Those dark car seats aren't very good for really appreciating how lovely you are." he commands.
"You know I was thinking the very same thing about you when I was undressing you." she laughs, "Great minds work in the same ways."
Stroking his fingers down her labia, he replies, "Right now it isn't your mind I'm most interested in. Let me kiss these beautiful lips." as he lowers his mouth onto her genitals. As he licks and strokes, then tongues her vagina, she gasps and almost as quickly as she had driven him to climax, he has returned the favor, drawing her into the most exquisite orgasm she has ever had.
Panting from her exertions, she finally gets breath enough to say she needs to clean up again and wash and dry off down there before George arrives. She also intends to brush her teeth again as George might know what the odor and taste in her mouth is.
"No Honey. If you need to go, go ahead. But don't brush your teeth or dry off if you don't have to go. If George recognizes the taste and sees how wet you are there, he'll know for sure that you're keeping your word about doing anything for me. If you want to check your makeup or comb your hair go ahead. I'll straighten up in here and put your clothes in his den out of sight. I need to talk to him alone for just a minute before he sees you or he might run right back out the door. I'll latch it so he doesn't barge in and you can stay in the bath while I talk to him in the hall.
Once more in the bathroom, the ravishing young girl sits on the toilette and tries to urinate. At first she fails but opening her legs wider she strains and finally a few drops of urine are expelled into the water. Relieved that now she can wash herself of her fluids and the drying traces of Tom's saliva she leans to the nearby sink and wets and soaps a washcloth to remove the traces of her excitement and her lover's cunnilingus.