Even as I was trying to memorize the sight of her, I felt Gail take my penis in her hand, and begin examining it again. I'd told her she could look and touch anytime, and didn't say a thing as she went about learning even more about my penis, then my scrotum and testicles. Instead, I occupied myself with caressing her sides and back, and learning what I could about the globes that made up her cute little ass.
My hands were filled with her ass, and I was applying soft kisses to random points on the insides of her silken thighs when Gail apparently decided that she'd learned enough. I felt her take my semi-erect penis in her hand and begin slowly stroking it; a few moments later, there was the sensation of what could only have been her soft lips kissing the head. With her apparently ready to go on, there wasn't a reason in the world for me to delay any longer about lifting my head and running the tip of my tongue along her cleft from clitoris to perineum. She gasped loudly, and tried to press herself down on my tongue in response. Admittedly relieved that she'd had such a positive reaction, I was glad to repeat my efforts… and even dip my tongue a little farther between her vaginal lips when it got to her opening – something that got me my first taste of the delicious nectar she was starting to produce. I'd had the faint aroma of her in my nose for a little while, and the oils that I sampled only confirmed what my nose had told me: that her essence was light, fresh, and slightly sweet. Patiently and carefully, so as to not overwhelm her, I went about doing what I could to arouse her into producing even more of them.
As I was starting to learn how soft Gail's pubescent muff felt against my chin, she was starting to get involved in learning how to orally stimulate me. After she'd given the head of my penis a kiss, she'd dared to give it a brief lick. Deciding that the taste was acceptable, she'd gone on to take me into her mouth; while her initial efforts were somewhat tentative, they were pleasant enough for me that I began to respond to them – if slowly. Gradually, as I reacted more and more to what she was doing, her actions began to increase in enthusiasm. With only a very few words of suggestion from me, it didn't take long for her confidence and willingness to experiment to rise dramatically. I suspect that she tried pretty much anything and everything that popped into her head, leaving me as the beneficiary of her apparently quite good imagination. While she didn't have the talent necessary to bring me to erection quickly, she certainly had the eagerness to accomplish her goal of getting me erect… eventually.
The limited pleasure that Gail was bringing me meant that I had enough time and attention to dedicate myself to pleasuring her. It didn't take me long to get the small button of her clitoris to throw back its hood so that I could tend to it the way I wanted to; just as it was easy enough for me to tease her velvety soft labia into growing longer and thicker, and her vaginal opening into releasing more and more of her nectar. Her steadily increasing arousal and the sounds of pleasure that she began to make gave me permission to increase my efforts. Even with half my cock in her mouth, she tried to squeal her pleasure the first time I attempted to worm the end of my tongue through the entrance to her vagina; when I fastened my lips over her clitoris and sucked on it in time with the way her head was bobbing on my mostly-erect penis, I thought she was going to deepthroat me. My attempt to suck the juices out of her had her pressing herself down onto my face as she released a deep, deep groan. I didn't have any doubts that I was making at least that part of her introduction to sex eminently satisfactory for her.
I'd succeeded in getting an almost constant trickle of her oils leaking out of her, and knew that my efforts to slowly bring her to an orgasm were almost complete: she was so focused on what I was doing to her that she was frequently forgetting what she wanted to do to me – most of her time was being spent holding still while she had some fraction of my erection between her lips. I could feel the tension building in her ass and thighs as she got closer and closer to her release.
I licked up the immediately available supply of her nectar, and was slowly twirling the tip of my tongue around her clitoris when I felt her pull her mouth off my penis; a second later, I heard her start to make a faint keening noise as her thighs started to tremble slightly against my ears. Knowing that it was about to happen for her, I lightened the pressure I was applying to her clitoris while increasing the speed that I was circling it; a few seconds later, I heard her cry out just ahead of her thighs trying to slam together – despite the obstruction of having my head in the way. Her young body almost convulsed over me before her clitoris hid under its cloak again. On the plus side, I discovered that the clenching inside her vagina was pushing small waves of her essence out, where I could happily lick them up. From the way her body tensed each time I ran my tongue across her opening, I knew that I was prolonging the pleasure she was experiencing as she lay on top of me.
Still, her youthful body had its limits; there finally came the time when there wasn't any more of her nectar for me to consume, and only an occasional slight tremor ran through her.
She responded readily enough when I used her name, so that relieved me of any concern that I might have overdone things; she was able to cooperate with me as I got her off of me and onto the bed. Free to move, I got her sitting up, then moved to where I could take her onto my lap after I was leaning back against the headboard of her bed. Holding her against my chest with her head on my shoulder, I softly caressed her as she got her breath and energy back. I knew that she was firmly back among the living when I heard her say "I've had orgasms and everything when I touched myself; but I never knew they could be anything as incredible as that! What you were doing, you know, with your mouth and tongue… it felt really good, even at first. Then it just kept getting better and better, and the next thing I knew, that happened. Is… is it going to be like that when we have sex, too?"
I gave her a hug and kiss on the shoulder before answering "That depends. If we can keep from hurting you, and you can enjoy what we're doing, then there isn't any reason it can't. But if you're afraid or nervous or anything like that, then probably not. I'll do everything I can to help it happen, but it's really up to you."
She sat silently for several seconds before telling me "I'm still not afraid, and I'm not even nervous now. Even if I don't have orgasms from it the first time, I still want to be with you because I know that you'll still make me feel good."
I gave her another hug, and answered "Thank you for trusting me, sweetheart", and heard her sigh her contentment.
It was perhaps a minute later that she started to wriggle around a little bit on my lap; it took only a moment for me to realize that she could feel my erect penis nestled along the cleft of her ass. I addressed the situation by telling her "Yes, that's me, and yes, I'm still hard."
I felt her blush, and a few moments later she pulled back from me to look up and ask "If you're still hard, that means that we can… you know, make me not a virgin any more?"
I had to smile as I told her "Yes, that's what it means – if that's what you want."
"I do!", she exclaimed, followed by asking me "What do we do now? I mean, I know you're going to be inside me; and from those movies I saw Daddy watch, I kinda know how, but…", embarrassed.