As we kissed, I opened my mouth and let my tongue glide along her lips, coercing her to open her mouth. She soon did, but as I tried to massage her tongue with my own, I realized her tongue was wildly thrashing around inside her mouth. What the hell was she trying to do? Swat flies? Don’t try to tell me she never kissed a boy, she just had me finger her to an orgasm in the middle of a packed room, not even five feet away from her own sister. There was no way this girl was innocent.
So, I switched gears. My hands ran down her spine and cupped her sweet little ass, pulling her onto her toes and further into me. As this motion spread her cheeks apart, she let out another moan into my mouth. Then my hands moved back up, but under her shirt. I grabbed the seams and pulled it over her head. As soon as it had passed her arms, she used them to cover her breasts and looked at me in an insecure way. I just smiled at her, gently took her hands into mine, and pulled them aside. Her nipples were hard knobs that just begged to be kissed, licked and sucked, so that is what I did. She soon had overcome her insecurity and her breathing, once again, became ragged. As she placed her hands on the back of my head, she spoke.
“They’re not too small?” she asked, clearly hoping for my approval.
“Jenny, men are simple creatures. We like all kinds of boobs!” I said, before circling her other nipple with my tongue and lightly scraping my teeth over it.
I placed kisses on her breasts, along her sternum to her belly, over her navel, and finally further down. After I went to my knees, I took hold of the sides of her panties and started tugging, but she stopped me.
“I don’t ... Can we do something else first? I owe you after what you did before!” she said, and I complied.
I got back up on my feet and pulled my shirt over my head. Her eyes grew wide as she appreciated what she saw. She stretched out her hand and caressed my abs, before going to her knees herself and tugging on my underwear. My dick was rock hard again and tenting my shorts considerably. When the waistband finally passed my tip, she halted and just stared at it.
A serious look of doubt mixed itself into her features. She let the shorts fall to the ground, and my dick jumped a little as I stepped out of them, but mainly stayed pointed directly at her face. Finally she grabbed it with both hands, causing me to groan in anticipation. Her hands were so small, she couldn’t reach all the way around it. She pumped my shaft a few times, took a deep breath as if to steady herself, and I could hear her mumble to herself.
“Just like a lollipop.”
I was confused and blurted out, “What?”
“It’s just ... I haven’t done this very often. And I thought you’d be...”
Instead of finishing her statement, she shook her head, opened her mouth wide and placed her lips just underneath my crown. And then she simply stayed like this. Completely unmoving, while suckling on it like it was a lollipop! Or a pacifier, was more like it. Occasionally, I could feel her tongue glide along the underside of it, but that was as far as she would go. After a few moments, she at least started stroking me with her hands again, but this wasn’t fun. It didn’t feel good. This was the exact opposite of what I experienced with Tess.
“Could you ... maybe ... take more of it into your mouth?” I carefully asked.
She looked at me without taking it out of her mouth, but seemed to think it over. Then she tried, took an entire additional half inch into her mouth, and stopped again. That wasn’t enough for a blowjob, especially if she wouldn’t move her head. While I didn’t comment about it in any way, she probably sensed me slightly deflating, because she tried to take more on her own. She had to immediately back up again to ease her gag reflex. This wasn’t going to happen, and I had absolutely no intention in just forcing it down her throat or making her feel bad about it.
“Let me do it for you now.” I demanded, picked her up into my arms, and sat her on my bed.
I went down on my knees in front of her, grabbed her legs, and pulled her towards me until her hips were on the edge of the mattress. But she wouldn’t let go of her panties, so I asked her what was wrong.
“I normally don’t let someone put his face there, until I really trust him.” she said, and I had to admit, it made sense to me. I was accustomed to feeling insecure about my own body after being teased about it for years.
“Jenny, we can just stop if you’re not sure. No hard feelings. But I can assure you, I like going down on girls.” I proposed.
She thought about it for a moment, and then relaxed at least somewhat. I gently pulled her underwear off, opened her legs, and kissed my way up her legs. From her knees, along her inner thighs, right up to her center. She was already glistening wet. She smelled different than Tess, less intense, and certainly nothing she would need to be shy or embarrassed about.
I gave her everything I learned from Tess. Gently nibbling her clit, testing out what strength she preferred, massaging its hood with my tongue, while slowly penetrating her with my fingers. I was right, this girl was not innocent, but she certainly wasn’t awfully experienced either. I had eaten her to a small orgasm within two minutes but didn’t let up.
One thing I noticed was that I had a rough time finding that special spot inside her, as she wasn’t nearly as vocal as Tess was in bed. Tess knew exactly what she wanted and how she wanted it, and she had no trouble communicating it. Jenny was holding herself back the entire time, as if she was afraid of making sounds or expressing pleasure in any way. After another five minutes, however, she was building up to an orgasm even she couldn’t hold in. By the time it hit her, she was lifting her hips off the mattress, pressing her sex into my face, while simultaneously pulling my head into her by my hair. She was throwing her head from side to side as it built and finally screamed so loud I was sure the entire house heard it.
I was totally fine with that, to be honest. Let them all know that I had just given that girl a massive orgasm. Even better, scream out what I did to achieve it! From what I had seen on the videos on Golden Boy’s phone, the men of the family weren’t big on oral, unless it was about receiving it themselves. Though, I could somehow understand that, given how much they traded partners. Maybe they were not exactly eager to taste dick residue or something.
When Jenny was done convulsing, I grabbed her ankles, placed her legs over my shoulders, and my dick along her slit. Then I started humping, dragging the underside of my shaft over her slit with my crown hitting her clit, lubricating it with her juices while waiting for her to finally come back from her orgasm. When her eyes were focused again, I leaned in to kiss her, which she eagerly responded to. But when I leaned back, she looked down, and the look of satisfied bliss vanished instantly.
Following her gaze, I looked down at myself to see what could be bothering her. As I had moved up to kiss her, my dick had slid upwards as well. Now only my balls were resting in front of her entrance, while my fully erect cock lay across her belly, looking quite impressive against her tiny body. It reached all the way from her clitoris, along her lower abdomen, with the tip reaching her belly button. As I just developed a slight grin while imagining how this would feel for me once I entered her, Jenny’s stern voice pulled me back to reality.
“There is NO FUCKING WAY you’ll put THAT inside me!” she declared.
And with that, she rolled sideways away from me, slid off the bed, grabbed her clothes, and left the room.
I quickly dressed myself to run after her, but ultimately decided against it. No matter what I was going to find once I would rejoin the others, I was certain I wouldn’t like it. When I heard Logan’s laughter from downstairs, there was no question in my mind that it was about me. I really didn’t need to hear their jokes about it. So, I closed my door, sat in front of my computer, and simply started watching a show myself. And even though none of them knocked on my door, or even tried to initiate a conversation over the next two days, my suspicions were confirmed as soon as I stepped into the school building on the following Monday.