“Your vagina is made up of several parts, created the way they are for enjoyable sex, first, and then the passage of a baby from your womb. So your outer labia or vagina lips can stretch a lot, which is why they are puffy, especially when you are excited. Your inner labia extend from just below your clit to the base of your pussy. They also can stretch a lot but they are normally protected by your outer lips which keep water or dirt out of your pussy when you walked around without clothes for a million years.”
“Wow. You really know a lot. And, uh, umm, I don't shave down there. I didn't know anyone shaved there. And, and my hair goes down, um, both sides.”
“Now I can see you better in my mind. Do you use your left hand, your right, or both?”
“You mean, when I…my right, most of the time.”
“So you're using your right hand on your pussy now?” A shot in the dark, but a safe one, considering the situation from her perspective.
“I'm not…How do you know? How can you tell. I'm doing that? Are you psychic or something? How do you know?”
“I would be if I were you. I would like to see you touching yourself. I would really like to see you when you come. Or, since I can't see you, I'd like to hear you when you come.”
“I could never make any noise. Someone would hear me.”
“Maybe usually, but you're there all alone, today. No one would hear you and trying to keep quiet when you come sort of diminishes the feeling. When you come you should be able to let loose and say or mumble or moan at any volume you like. Don't you agree?”
“I guess so. Why would you like to see me?”
“You must know that guys like to see girls naked. Girls your age like to see guys, also. It's part of learning about each other. But after you're a grown woman you'll learn to hide feelings like that and become very practiced at controlling when a guy sees you doing various things to get or keep him excited about you.”
She paused, then said, “You never told me what 'cunn-something' meant.”
“Cunnilingus means the oral sex performed on a woman's vagina or pussy or cunt. Licking it and poking the tongue into the vaginal passage as if it were a little penis or cock or prick.”
“And does that feel good?”
“A tongue is soft or hard, is warm and wet, and can make little tiny movements or long, slow licks. It feels fantastic to either a woman or a man.”
“But if boys are supposed to put their, uh, things in a girl, why would they want to put their, umm, tongue there?”
“Because they want to make their girl feel really good, get her really excited, maybe even make her come on their mouth. And really smart guys know that the more excited they get their girl, the better the sex will be for them.”
At this point I clearly heard little sounds coming from Yurenka. She must be jacking herself off pretty well. I felt like doing it myself. I continued, “When you dip your finger just inside your cunt you feel the wetness there. That's your lubrication. When you are excited it starts accumulating there to make you slick for intercourse, or fucking. You can spread that nice pussy cream around your clit when you're rubbing it and it feels better. The same thing is true for a guy's cock. You make it slippery so that it is comfortable for both of you when you're fucking.”
“Tell me more.” Her voice was husky and I felt she was probably going to come soon.
When I didn't say anything for a while she said, “Please. Tell me more.”
“Okay, but you have to promise me something, Yurenka.”
“What?”
“Promise me that when you come you won't try to be quiet. Make sounds. Moan or cry out or say what ever you feel like saying.
Please?”
A simple, strained, “Okay", was good enough for me.
VI.
I was now the dirty; passion teacher.
“A man's come is like a thick cream, it's kind of salty, and leaves an after-taste in your mouth. It's not bad, and many women like it. Some like it a lot. It comes out of his cock in spurts because it is being pumped out. Altogether there is about a tablespoon full. When a guy comes he pushes his cock as far into his girl as he can so that his pumping come gets as close to her uterus as possible. That's where the baby will grow if she gets pregnant. His cock swells even larger than it was while they were just fucking when he comes. The girl can feel that swelling and the pumping of his come into her and that will often set off her own orgasm. More? Are you close to coming, Yurenka?”
“Yes, more.” Gasping sounds. “I've never… felt like this. I'm going to explode. Tell me more. I want to hear more…”
Here goes the planting of the long distance seed, I thought and said, “If I was there with you, Yurenka, I would be lying on my stomach with my face between your warm thighs. It wouldn't be your finger on your clit, it would be my tongue. Tasting you. Making little licks around your clit and over the tip.”
She was getting more verbal. Now I had my cock out and was stroking it as I listened to the effect my words were having on her.
“Once in a while I would stiffen my tongue and push it into your hole and fuck it in and out of you a bit. My arms would be around the outsides of your thighs so that my hands could reach your breasts and play with your nipples.”
She was talking now, not to me, but for herself. Damn, this was.
“Your pussy cream would be all over my tongue when I went back to licking your clit. You taste so good, Yurenka. Your pussy is so hot. I bring my hands back down, lift your ass up off of the bed so that I can eat your pussy better, and suck on you until you orgasm on my face.”
That did it. All of the sounds and crying any man could wish to hear from his woman issued from her young mouth. Gasping, crying, moaning and then, slowly, silence.
“Yurenka, are you still there?”
She was: “I never felt like that before. I didn't know. I thought I was going to die, explode!” A long pause, followed by a quiet, “Is it supposed to be like that? I mean, is every time supposed to be like that? I never believed I could feel that way.”
Her voice trailed off at the end.
“In my mind, Yurenka, I watched you through all of that. You were beautiful. I could feel your breasts and your nipples in my hands. I could feel the heat of your pussy on my face. I could almost taste your excitement as I licked your pussy and your clit. I enjoyed it, too.”
“Did you…were you, uh, touching yourself, too, Jay?”
“Not at first. But you were so exciting, and I could see you so clearly in my mind, that I finally began stroking my cock and I came when you did.”
“I think I'd better go, now.”
“Yurenka? I have lots more to tell you about. Call again, if you want to. Okay?”
“Yes.”
Click.
VII.
Yurenka didn't call again for a couple of weeks. When I saw her during lawn cutting days she was still shy, but would smile. I didn't have any more pictures prepared for her but I was collecting some. I did, however, have another Penthouse Letters that disappeared from the gray can in the back yard about a week before.
At about 6:30 on a Friday evening she called. “I can call another time if you're busy.”
“Now is fine. I've been thinking about you lately. You found the magazine?”
“Yes. I found it. Well, actually Milla found it. My sister. She looked because she found my other magazine in our bedroom and she wanted to know where I found it and wouldn't leave me alone until I told her and then she started running to the blue can before I could whenever we got there and last week it was there and she took it.”
Was I ever young enough to get that many words in one sentence?
“What did she think of the stuff she had found?”
“She was really interested and asked me all kinds of questions and stuff. She also said that she knew that I did 'stuff' at night in bed and wanted to know what it was. If Mom and Dad find out they'll kill me.”