Date: Fri, 10 Dec 2004 14:16:59 +1100 (EST)
From: David Jansen <iamdayman@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Karen Pt 2. (FM inc, voy, mast, Mf, 1st)

I closed the bathroom door and saw Paul coming the other way. I dropped my
left hand and without his seeing it, I gave the towel I had wrapped around
me a tug, it worked and the towel dropped, exposing my nakedness to his
eyes. Paul's reaction was better than I expected, his eyes just about
popped out of his head, his jaw dropped open and his pants bulged in just
the right place. I really wanted to run my hand over that bulge, but I
could not make the move, I was too scarred to try that, so I said something
smart-assed, and went into my room. I was about to close the door when I
stopped, put my ass into motion and wriggled it about.

Paul was stunned, obviously not moving. I think if he had come into my room
then I would have had his pants down and his cock inside me in seconds.
That would have ruined my other plans, but I was so horny after sucking on
Mom's tit and feeling the other one, and her feeling mine. Her nipples were
just so hard, as were mine. I was so wet I had to masturbate. Mom was
probably doing the same thing, and if I had had some courage then I would
have gone back in there and do it for her. But not tonight, maybe later,
but not now. No guts, at all.

I laid down on the bed and thought that if all went according to plan
tomorrow, I was in my final hours of being a virgin. For the last three
years I had been working up to this moment, thinking about it, planning it,
and when Steve came to live with us, it became possible. I know that this
not be the sort of thing a normal 14 year old may be considering, but as
one hand played with my nipple, the other strayed down towards my cunt. I
was going to fuck my mother's boyfriend, and my brother both within the
next week, Steve tomorrow, and Paul during the week, if it all goes to
plan.

Three years in the making, since that night when I had my first real
encounter of sex and adults. I began to run my fingers over my thatch,
feeling the softness of the hair and skin under it, enjoying the growing
intensity of touching my clit, my now engorged lips. Oh this was familiar
territory, the fantasy I remember from the night I saw my mother having
sex, sucking a cock, sitting on a cock, fucking that hard piece of flesh,
but not anyone's cock, her brother's cock. My Uncle Jeff's cock.

I woke with a bit of a fright that windy night, I am not sure what woke me,
but something did. I got out of bed and looked at the digital clock by my
bed which read 10:55pm. I had been in bed for an hour and a half and Paul
would already be asleep. I got out of bed, even though it was a cold night
and went to get a drink or something, anything to get me out of my room,
away from what it was that woke me. I walked down the stairs, quietly, even
though there was a light on in the kitchen, I thought Mom may have been
upset at me getting up in the night, so I did not want to disturb her while
she would be either working on her books or reading or watching TV, the
last I thought, I could here funny noises coming from the lounge room. I
snuck past the lounge door that was ajar, and crept into the kitchen got a
drink. I then went out to sneak back to my room and I could then see into
the lounge through the slightly open door.

There was movement there, and on the couch I could see my Uncle Jeff,
laying back, head right up with his eyes closed and moaning, saying things
like "Oh yeah", and Oh yuuuummmm" , and "Oh you suck me better than
anyone." I looked closer and there was my Mom, between Jeff's knees, her
head bobbing slowly up and down into Uncle Jeff's lap. Jeff's pants were on
the floor, and his underpants were covering one foot. To say I was shocked
would be an understatement. I instantly knew what this was, oral sex,
between a brother and sister, incest. My mother and her brother, were they
perverts? These are people I know, my mother! No, they were good people,
how could they be perverts? My father, well, at 11, I knew he was not a
nice person, an asshole to put it bluntly, but my mother? How could they be
perverts? I was rooted to the spot, watching what they were doing.

Mom lifted her head and said, "But it is such a nice cock to suck." I could
see her open her mouth and she took Jeff's dick into it and Jeff moaned,
gently.

This lasted for maybe another minute or two then Jeff looked down at the
top of Mom's head and said, "Oh babe, come and sit on it. I want to be
inside you."

Mom, stopped sucking him and stood, rapidly dropping her slacks and taking
her top off. She was not wearing anything underneath and I saw her nipples
standing out like I hade never seen them before. We had occasionally shared
a bath, in fact we had bathed together just a couple of days before, and I
always noticed how much of a woman she was and was never afraid of asking
her if I was going to be like her one day. She was always kind and told me
that I would be me, but I would have breasts and hair one day, when I was
older. I had a basic idea of sex from talks with my friends, but there were
furtive and in ignorance, but here I was seeing it for real.

I had a quick view of what Jeff's cock looked like before Mom moved and his
it from view. It was long, maybe six or seven inches long, strong hard with
a large knob on the end. It was definitely two-toned, the shaft was skin
toned but the knob was a more purple color, I knew what was going to happen
next as Mom knelt onto the couch and lowered herself, sighing as Jeff
penetrated her. Mom began to bounce up and down, rocking her hips back and
forward at the same time as Jeff held her ass, appearing to me like he was
trying to help her movement. Both were moaning and working together, like a
finely tuned dance that was well rehearsed. This was going for a while, and
I still could not move.

"Give it to me baby," Mom was saying, "I want it, as deep as I can get it."

Soon their movements became a little more ragged, like they moved out of
step, "I am gonna cum!!!" said Mom

"So am I!!!" cried Jeff.

"Me first!!!" Mom seemed to shudder, then go all stiff and then pumped her
hips faster as she moaned. This was such an unusual action, I noticed, I
wondered if it could only be done unconsciously or only during moments of
great distraction, like sex.

Jeff said "NOW!!!" and he pushed his hips upward as Mom pushed down and
kissed him, hard, on the mouth. Jeff moaned even harder and again pushed
into Mom.

Both moaned and Mom said "Yes, pump it into me, I want your cum inside me
oooohhhhhh, yeeesss!"

They both then seemed to just slump down, gasping for breath. Mom was naked
as she hugged and kissed Jeff while he was wearing a shirt and not a lot
else. They got their breath back and Mom reached over to the tissue box and
pulled some tissues out, holding them over her now visibly wet hairy cunt
as she got off Jeff.

"You know," said Jeff, "I can still not go."

"No," said Mom, "Jeff, I love you more than anyone, you know that, but you
must go. Emily wants to go, your boss would not have recommended you if he
didn't think you could do it."

"Yeah, I know, but I would stay just to be with you."

"I want you as well, I love it when we can get together, but you have to
go. You can't stay" Mom stopped then, her ears seemed to prick up as I
moved a little. I stopped breathing, freezing, fearing discovery. However,
the fear released me from my motionless, I stepped back and away from the
door, quietly as I could.

Jeff felt her tensing, and said "What is it?"

"Don't know... nothing, maybe." Mom was suspicious. Just then a gust of wind
blew a little harder and I made good my escape, crept up the stairs and
jumped back into bed. I was filled with a whole range of new
images. Needless to say, that night was difficult for me to sleep. I must
have tossed and turned as I dreamt that it was me bouncing on Jeff's
cock. Even without tits and no hair on my cunt, I fantasized that I could
feel that man meat piercing me, separating the lips of my vagina pushing
into me, emptying its cum into me.

I was going to cum, as my fingers flicked over my clit, and the familiar
images were warmly relived as I timed it again to get a man cumming in
me. However, it was different, and had been for a while now. Steve had
replaced Jeff, as Jeff faded into memory and Steve became my new first
lover. If Jeff was still living near us, I would have fucked him first, but
Steve is a good guy. So I used my fingers to bring me to orgasm, and in my
fantasy, Steve was filling me up with his dick and cumming in me. I was
always a little wasted after cumming, particularly when it was harder than
it had been for a while. Exposing my nakedness to Paul, sucking Mom's tit,
massaging the other one and having her touching mine made me so wet and I
was going to cum lots. Then it hit me, that wave of pleasure that I get
from playing with my clit. I seem to spasm, starting in the groin then the
stomach then the rest of me, almost convulsing as waves passed through me.

I laid back and thought about what I was going to be doing over the next 24
hours, and how I got here. During the time between seeing Mom and Jeff, and
now, I learned that incest is a fact of life. Making some very discrete
enquiries amongst my friends, I think there were a number who were sexually
fantasizing about their older brothers, not that they were openly admitting
it. I have thought that at least two of them, wanted to go further, and
maybe had already. The one I thought had done for sure was Suzie, and she
was going to get me a date with her brother, and he is a real hunk, but
later. I know that father-daughter incest is frowned upon, as is
mother-son, but brother-sister incest is not harshly treated that I know
of. It seems to be covered up by everyone, like it does not happen! I have
no idea what people think is going on, but if it is OK for Mom to fuck her
brother, then she cannot object too much to me fucking mine. So if we get
caught, then how can Mom say anything? So Paul is going to fuck me, or I am
going to fuck him, one of the two. Judging by the noises that Carly makes
when they are having sex, Paul must be good at it.

I have caught Mom and Steve at it, as well. Steve likes to go down on Mom,
in the lounge, careless, because you never know who may be watching. Last
week, Steve ate her out while I watched, although they did not know. I
would love to feel his tongue on and in me and his dick. This got me going
and I began to touch myself again. Still lying on top of my bed, I began to
explore that softness, that thoroughly wet area of my body. I cupped my
fingers over the slit of my vagina, and scooped up some of that dampness
and put my fingers in my mouth. I taste pretty good, I think. Then I
reached down and began to caress my clit again. It wasn't long before I
came again and then a discrete knock on my door.

"Karen? There is some late supper if you want it." Steve said.

"OK." I replied, "Be down in a sec."

I tossed my shortie PJs on and stopping at the now vacated bathroom to give
my hands a quick wash, I went downstairs, to make sure everything was
prepared for tomorrow. By the time I went to bed I knew that Mom would be
out with clients looking at houses for most of the day, Paul would be going
to the game, with Carly, and Steve and I would be home alone, just as I
thought it would be. Tomorrow is going to happen, if Steve wants to play,
if he doesn't, then it will be Paul, on Monday. One way or another, my
virginity was going to be a thing of the past.  My deliberate voyeurism was
going to join it, as a participant, I would have no opportunity to watch,
or so I thought. All I had to do was get a nights sleep, but only after
masturbating myself silly.



Steve

"You want what?!!!!!" I asked, as I had visions of the life I knew
disappearing forever. There are some questions that should not be asked,
and there are favors that should not be asked of people. These things are
all life changing, and in this case, life threatening. My life.

"I want you to go down on me, just like you did mom! I want you to have sex
with me, to take my virginity, I am fourteen, Steve!" she asked again, with
that stubborn look that only a fourteen year old can make when she wants
her own way.

"And I am prisoner number 6157" I replied. "Oh give me a break, I really do
not need this."

"And I want to feel the same things mom felt last Friday night, when you
though I was in bed, asleep."

"You should have been" I said, "Look, Karen, be reasonable, I am nearly
three times your age, I am your mother's lover, and I live here, with her,
you and your brother. You cannot expect me to jeopardize that by having sex
with you?"

"Why not have sex with me? I know you want to, I know how you look at me,
how you try to catch glimpses of me going from the shower to my room with
nothing but a towel on. I know how you look down the front of my top when I
wear that loose low cut one."

Damn, I thought she hadn't noticed. "But that is a far cry from going to
jail for actually having sex with you." She is a bright girl and I have
been watching her grow for the last two years.

"You won't go to jail if no one knows" She said plainly.

"Yes, and that is the key, if you blurt it out one night even in twenty
years time, I am going to jail. No, this is not going to happen" My
decision was final, or at least it was at that moment.

I turned to walk away and Karen said, "Mom and you have always told me that
is was my decision as to who and when and where and how."

"Yes, we have, and that is what we believe, it must be your decision, of
your own free will and only you are able to judge when that should be" I
retorted, "But that was not a carte blanche to ask me! It was encouraging
you to be open about it when it did happen."

"I know that" she said, "But I am now judging that I am ready, and I want
you to be my first lover."

"No, you might think you are ready, but you are not! No one ever is. You
may be physically ready, but you are certainly not emotionally ready."

"I am, really, I am, it just feels right for me." She was sincere. "I won't
tell mom, nor anyone else. Look, you are a really nice guy, kind hearted
and generous. Mom is always telling me to wait until I find someone who is
kind and generous, someone who won't hurt me. Well, I found him, and now I
want to go to the next place. It has taken me ages to get up the courage to
do this, so please, do not say no!"

"Look, this is all very flattering, but you need someone who is closer to
your own age if you are ready. I am sure there would be some nice boy that
would only be too happy to be your first lover. And I remember how hard it
was for me the first time-"

"NO, definitely not!" she was adamant. "All the boys I know are children -
well they are-and not one of them is worth the trouble. They would be so
busy bragging to their friends that they nailed me that my life would be
made a misery. So no, no way!"

I could not fault her on this; she was a very sensible girl, well almost
woman. I looked at her, and gently said, "Ok, I understand, but that still
does not make it right to be with me"

"Well who else? There is no one else"

"What about Kim?" who is a friend of her brother Paul's.

"No" she said despondently, "Kim is Paul's lover"

"What?"

Karen jumped, realizing what she just said "Oh damn, I have put him in
it. Sorry, forget I ever said that."

"Well, it is a bit late once you have said it, you can't take it back. Kim
is Paul's lover? What about Carly?"

Karen hesitated a little and then said, "I promised not to say anything,
but yes, Kim is gay, but Paul is still making his mind up. He doesn't mind
having sex with Kim, nor with Carly, sometimes both of them at the same
time."

Dirty little bugger I thought, walking both sides of the street at his
age. "And Carly does not mind?"

"Nah, I think she switched him on to it actually." A worried frown passed
over her pretty face, "You wont let anyone know will you? You won't tell
mom?"

"Mmm no, I won't. It would be better coming from Paul anyway, but wow! I
never even guessed about Kim let alone Paul."

Karen seemed reassured and then said, "I am on the Pill, have been for two
months now"

I was surprised and it must have showed, "Mom always told me that when I
felt I was ready, I had to let her know and she would put me on the Pill
and not ask me any questions."

"Did she?" I asked.

"Yes, she did, and we discussed the matter for a week before she
agreed. She didn't ask me about a boy; she assumed I knew what I wanted and
whom it would be with and all that. She was pretty good about it all, and
as long as I take the Pill regularly, she is happy to provide it. However,
she checks to make sure I am taking it."

"Sensible woman, your mother" I could feel my resolve faltering, I was
doomed and I knew it.

"So, now would you do it to me?"

"I could, yes, but please understand me. It hurts the first time, and I do
not want to hurt you. You could never, and I mean ever talk about this with
anyone else. Never, no-one." I said. "You cannot even discuss it with me,
never. It never happened. Even if we are fighting, you can never raise it,
never discuss it and never think about it. And that is what I am objecting
to, do you understand that."

"No, I do not, sure I understand about it being our secret-"

"No, not "our little secret", I mean it never happened, as it should not."
Damn, I was a goner and I knew it. I was fitting that prison uniform as I
was undressing her.

"I want to, I am ready and I have picked you to be my first." She stated
again. "It's simple really, I want to be with a man for my first time, not
some pimply boy who has as little experience as me."

I was done for. My dick was stirring at the thought of fucking this
gorgeous fourteen-year-old woman-child. I looked at her like I had not done
before, peaches and cream complexion, clear of the usual pimples of most
fourteen year olds, long dark hair, deceptively proportioned breasts that
are growing. Karen is not small; she is already 165cms, and still getting
taller. Physically she was ready for her first sexual encounter, but
growing taller does not constitute an emotional readiness. I knew her
mother would have grilled her thoroughly before agreeing she could go on
the Pill, so I did not have any reservations there, but still there was
something that was holding me back.

Karen moved toward me and wrapped her arms around me. Turning her face
upward she said "Come on, kiss me!"

I pulled her closer and kissed her on the lips, gently, softly. I ran my
hands down her back and over he tight little butt. My own dick was
stirring, beginning to become erect at the thought of fucking this young
girl. I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra; her tits felt soft against my
chest and there was no bra strap across her back. Running my hands over
her, I could feel her tension as she trembled in excitement. I lifted my
hands dragging her tee shirt with them. "I am going to undress you first,
then I will touch you, then kiss you all over, and eventually I will lick
your clit, just like you want."

Lifting her arms over her head, she helped expose those budding breasts to
me. Kissing her mouth, her neck and moving to her breasts I ran my tongue
over her skin, licking those parts of her that had never received such
attention before. Every now and again she shuddered as if I had hit a
particularly sensitive area. I took a nipple into my mouth, and ran my
tongue around it, sucking gently. While her nipple did grow hard, I stopped
and said, "This probably won't feel very erotic at all, but believe me, it
will! It will make you lube up very quickly." I resumed my ministrations to
her nipple.

"mm" she murmured, "What do you mean? When?"

"You will become very aroused, very quickly, but you need a lot more
experience yet" I fudged an answer. Karen's mother, Inga, told me once that
my sucking her nipples made her very wet indeed, she suckled her children
and the memory made her horny. Karen just moaned a little, trembling at the
touch of my fingers and lips and tongue. I reached down, feeling felt for
the button that was holding her skirt on. Finding it, I eased the button
open and worked the zip downward, until I felt the skirt slide off her. I
let it fall to the floor and all she was left wearing was her panties.

"I am going to pick you up and take you into the bedroom, so you will be
most comfortable."  Karen just nodded as I lifted her, kissing her
shoulder, I took her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. I then went
into the adjoining bathroom and got a towel to place under her. I didn't
want the blood of her hymen soaking into the sheets.

She had looked up when I left the bedroom and as I came back I just told
her that the first time might be a bit messy, it would be easier to clean
up if she was lying on the towel. She raised her hips and I slid the towel
under her butt. While she was so raised I hooked my thumbs into the
waistband of her tiny panties and eased them over her hips and down to her
knees, exposing her pubic hairs for the first time to a male. I quickly
undressed and kissed her on the mouth as I got onto the bed.

I slowly ran my hand down her body, over her breasts and her stomach and
into her pubic hair where she obligingly spread her legs for me. My fingers
caressed the silky down and worked their way down to the top of her
slit. Gently, I ran my index finger over her clit, and downward to her
vulva. I was concerned that she would be dry, and require a lot of
stimulation, but this was not the case. She was dripping, so wet that my
finger nearly slid inside her with no effort at all.

I had never fucked a virgin before; I really had no idea what would happen
when I got to put my now engorged tool into her tiny cunt. I wasn't really
worried, I knew it would fit, after all, I am only 7 inches long and, while
strong, not that thick in the shaft. Little virgins have been fucked with
bigger dicks than mine before and will again. I just did not know how long
I would last banging away in that tight, virginal slit. I really did want
it to be good for her.

I began to rub my fingers over her clit, making her jump. "Easy, just relax
and enjoy it."

"Ohhh! That feels nice," she said, gasping every time I rolled my finger,
"But I really want your mouth and tongue on it."

"Patience, all good things.." I said. Kissing her mouth again to still her
words. "Just enjoy it, whatever happens, just enjoy it as it happens, don't
force anything. That is the secret to good sex."

I kissed her neck and throat; again I moved my lips down her chest onto
those budding breasts. This time I did not linger and I kissed the soft
skin under her nipples; I caressed her body with my lips, ever moving
downward, closer to my goal. I pushed my tongue into her belly button, and
licked all around it before continuing. I kissed her across the top of her
pubes, and then lowering my face I finally got to her clit.

She jumped at the first touch of my tongue, and I took the swollen bud into
my mouth. Her taste was like sweet nectar as her juice covered my lips and
tongue. I lapped her clit, and then licked down into her love tunnel,
pushing my tongue in as far as I could get it into her. I then moved back
up to her clit, and repeated this pattern. Soon, she was rocking her hips,
pushing her cunt into my mouth and moaning with the pleasure I was giving
her. She seemed to begin a spasm, like she was cumming, but I did not think
she would be able to get over the top her first time, then she would stop,
moaning loudly each time she did this.

"Oooohhhh!" she moaned, "Oh I want to cum.. to cum.. to cum" she muttered
as she spasmed again and again. I knew she would, eventually, but not just
yet.

I lifted my head and crawled up and with my face and mouth covered in her
juice, I kissed her on the mouth, plunging my tongue into her. She seemed
to know what it was I wanted and she just mouthed my chin, sucking her
juice off my face. It was then I said, "I am going to enter you now, just a
little bit at first, then a bit more until I feel I cannot go any further,
that will be your hymen. Then I am going to press through it, and it will
hurt a bit, and bleed a bit, but the pain will soon pass. I will be as
gentle as I can, promise"

She nodded, with a look of trepidation in her eyes. I took hold of her
legs, clasping her behind the knees with the crook of my elbows. I raised
them and spread her under me, and aimed my rock hard cock straight at her
cunt. Watching carefully, I maneuvered her and myself to where I could
place the knob of my dick just at the entrance to her incredibly wet
snatch.

I eased forward with my hips and the lips of her cunt slid open to let me
in, she gasped as I filled her. I pushed a little more, and saw the knob
disappear inside her where I felt the hymen now stopping any further gentle
advance.

"I am there now, I am going to have to push harder now." I stated softly. I
thought it would be like pulling a sticky bandage off, better do it quickly
where it hurts like hell but the pain quickly fades. I pushed as hard as I
could right then, and three things happened. I felt the hymen give way as
my dick just rammed through it. I also felt my pubes squash flat as I hit
her soft mons. I was fully in. Lastly, Karen screeched, and said "Oh
fuck..THAT HURT!" and tried to buck me off.

"I know babe, but there was no other way to do it." I said as gently as I
could, I had not moved as I was inside and up as far as I could go, holding
her until she stopped moving. "Steady, easy babe, that will not happen
again, once it is gone it will not hurt again."

Karen calmed and stopped moving, so I withdrew a little and slowly pushed
back into her. I repeated that action, each time pulling out a little
further and pushing back in as far. "This is fucking,"' I said as I rammed
into her freshly loosened hole. It wasn't long before I was going almost
the full length of my dick, in and out of her.

Karen was moaning, but I am not sure if she was hurting, which she probably
was, or if it was sexual pleasure. She was not objecting to me being inside
her, with her legs being held up so I could get in as deep as I wanted
to. Her eyes were closed tight and her breathing heavy and her hands were
reaching for me, as if to try and pull me in deeper.

It wasn't long before I felt that familiar movement in my balls. I knew I
was not going to last much longer ramming in and out of her newly opened
love canal. I could feel my dick swelling, getting ready to shoot. Karen
moaned again, as it seemed my dick just grew to fill her cunt.

"I am gunna cumm..." I said, "Cumming...NOW" as I shot my load into her. I
was spurting my semen into her for the first time as my balls spasmed again
and again.

"I can feel it," she said, "I can feel it jerking and I am just so wet
now!"

Karen moaned as I pulled out of her. I let her legs go and she moaned
again.

"mmmm that was nice.. so that is what is it all about then?" she asked
after a minute or so.

"Pretty much, but it gets better as you get more experienced. There is
variety and passion. A lot of things." Neither of us was really exhausted,
it was quick, and I was being considerate, cum quick and got off.

Taking the lower half of the towel, I wiped my cock clean of the mixture of
blood and semen. I then softly wiped Karen's cunt, getting as much of the
mix off her I could. Dropping the towel I was uncertain of what would
happen next, so I lay down alongside Karen and just relaxed for a moment or
two.

"How are you?" I asked.

"A little sore, but feeling good otherwise." She replied.

I ran my hand over her body and placed it gently on her cunt. I began
massaging it, not so much for sex but for something to do. Karen looked at
the clock on the bedside cabinet and said, "Wow, we have been here for less
than a half hour. Mmm Plenty of time"

"For what?" I asked.

"More of this", she said as I rubbed her.

She moaned and just moved her hips in rhythm to my hand. Damn, she was hot,
I could feel my dick stirring again, and I could think of not a lot more
than getting into her again.

"Don't you do this to yourself?" I asked

"Oohhh sometimes, but not like this. I did not want to put my fingers into
myself, because I wanted you to break me." Karen said.

I smiled and continued to rub her silky slit as I wondered about how long
she had been planning this. My fingers caressed her clit and I deliberately
stayed away from her now opened hole. She began to make that little
shudder, like she was preparing to cum. I said, "Hold that feeling, hold it
with your muscles." I rubbed her clit, gently squashing it between my
fingers, rolling over it, and circling it, then repeating the pattern, and
she shuddered again, each time it was lasting longer.

Karen began to pump her hips harder, holding herself, then it happened. As
I rolled around her clit she bucked and went into a strong spasm, cumming
hard. I knew she was really enjoying this by the sounds she was making, a
strong moan, followed by a small squeal. "OOOHHH! That was cumming! It is
better than when I do it myself" She said.

Karen collapsed on the bed, as I stopped rubbing her, and I laid back. By
now, my cock was mostly hard, but getting back into Karen's sore cunt was
not an option. I did not want to make it any more sore than it was
already. I did not know how sore she would be so I thought that I should be
considerate here and not push it any more.

Karen gasped and said "Wow! Is that what it is all about?"

"No, not at all" I said, "It is about giving and taking. It is about giving
your partner pleasure, and being pleasured by your partner. It is about
being loved and loving someone."

Karen thought about this for a moment or two and said, "Well, you rubbed
me, then does that mean I should rub you?"

"That can be one way to give me pleasure, yes you could." I replied.

"Ahhhhh you licked my clit, then does that mean I suck your dick?"

"That is another way, yes. But bear in mind it is only what you want to do,
even if your partner asks you to do something. If you want to please them,
then do it, but if you do not want to do it, then don't."

She seemed to digest this for a moment and said, "I saw some pictures with
two girls and a guy, they were kissing each other and one of the girls was
licking the other while the guy was fucking her. There were a lot of shots
of a lot of different combinations. Should I do something like that?"

"Oh, that is not for me to say. Someday you may get the opportunity to do
that, with another girl and a guy, or just with a girl, it will not matter,
but as long as you make the decision you want to. Don't let anyone talk you
into anything you do not want to do. That is all I am suggesting."

"But licking a girl?"

"Look, it is simple." I started, "Sex, any sex, is good fun, if you want to
enjoy it. I don't enjoy the idea of ropes and chains, so I do not use them,
but other people do. No one is going to talk me into using ropes and
chains, but I do not say that using them is not fun for people who do. So I
have no issues about it, but it is not my idea of fun. I love to make a
woman cum, with my fingers, my mouth, my dick, I don't care, as long as she
cums."

"You ever sucked a man?" she asked with a saucy smile, not expecting an
answer.

"mmm getting a bit personal here, but yes, and I actually liked making him
cum too." I replied candidly. "It was fun for both of us. It was something
I wanted to do, so I did it."

Karen was surprised, "Really? You are not joking?"

"Yes, really, I really did, and he sucked me, which was just as much fun. I
loved it actually. Look, Karen, any sexual activity is fun, if you want it
to be."

"Will you teach me how to suck cock?"

"Sure, and you can start right now!" My dick was already hard, but before
she could move, I stopped her and took her hand. I then said, I opened her
hand and straightened her first two fingers and said, "Don't go like this"
and put her fingers into my mouth. I took them out and said, "Try this.' I
then closed my mouth, after licking my lips, and pushed her finger into my
mouth, making sure she could feel my lips on the tips of her fingers, then
as her fingers slid into my mouth she could feel the lips parting, sliding
over the fingers and down their length. I took them out again.

"Feel that?" Karen nodded, "Slide my dick into your mouth, and then use
your tongue."

I slid her fingers into my mouth again and lapped them with my tongue as
they entered. Once I got to a length, I wiped my tongue around them and
then rubbed the tongue over what would be the underside of my knob. I then
held her hand still while I moved my head up and down her fingers. I used
my tongue to lick her fingers, demonstrating how I liked it. Taking her
fingers from my mouth I said, "That is how I like it, if that is what you
want to try." Karen nodded and I said, "OK, but try not to take too much
into your mouth at once, it can be uncomfortable, you have to practice with
patience to overcome the gag reflex."

"Gag reflex?" She asked.

"What happens when you stick your fingers down your throat, you need to
overcome that automatic choke. What you need to do is to relax your throat
when my cock is deep inside your mouth and breathe when it is not. It is
all timing."

"Sure, I can try that."

Karen moved and I spread my legs so she could kneel in between them. She
positioned herself and bent, lowering her face down. She took hold of my
cock holding it upright while she slid it into her mouth, just a little
bit. She did exactly as I had showed her, and took the knob easily. Her
tongue lapped at my glans and my dick responded in the way it always does
to the lick of a tongue.

Karen lifted her head and asked, "What is that stuff, is that cum?" I
looked at the shiny, wet streak of pre-cum on her lips.

"No, it is pre-cum, a lubricant. How does it taste?"

"Sweet, not like sugar sweet, but sweetish, not unpleasant." That
watermelon certainly helped, I thought. "Do all men taste like this?" as
she bent back to her task.

"No, I said, it depends a lot on what they eat, same with women. We have
been eating lots of fruit lately, not a lot of meat, mostly foods with
natural sugars, and that makes a difference. Mmm" I moaned as Karen took
more of me into her mouth.

She than began to suck me properly, each time she seemed to be taking a
little more of me in. She went as far as she could as I felt her gag once,
as she mistimed it and went too far, but that was the only time. I just let
her suck me, drawing as much of me into her mouth as she could. This seemed
to be a pleasure that I had not had before, even though her mother was a
much more accomplished cock-sucker. Perhaps my pleasure came from the
knowing that Karen had never done this before.

Although not polished, Karen showed an innate skill at sucking cock, or
maybe it is in all women, just some are more enthusiastic than others. I
did not care at that moment; all I knew was that she was trying hard to
please me. It wasn't long before I could feel that intense pleasure
building at the base of my dick.

"I am going to cum soon!" I moaned. "You want to take it in the mouth?"

Karen nodded and intensified her sucking action. I felt it growing inside
my balls. Wow she was good, this is going to be a big load. Up and down her
moist lips slid over my dick, her tongue constantly flicking over my knob
bringing me that intense pleasure that only sexual release brings.

"NOW!" I screamed as I shot my hot cum into her mouth. Karen just kept
sucking, not knowing any different, I didn't stop her as I filled her mouth
to overflowing. Karen did not gag, she stopped sucking though and
swallowed, then resuming sucking as each spasm pumped more of my semen into
her mouth. It was a really strong cum; I must have completely emptied my
ball sack. Karen then sat up, loosing me from her mouth and wiped the rest
of my cum into her mouth. This was absolutely fascinating; I had never seen
a woman do this before. Unashamedly, she just wiped it all in,
unbelievable! An hour or so before and she is losing her virginity and now
she is acting like she has been sucking cum and swallowing it for years.

Karen did nothing, just wiping it into her mouth. When there was no more,
she said, "mmm Nice. Wait here, I`ll be back." She jumped off the bed,
taking the towel, and a few moments later, I heard the bathroom door
close. Oh well, it had been a great hour and a half or so, but now reality
check time.

For the rest of the afternoon, Karen and I just talked and held each other
and indulged in a bit more oral sex. I tried to enter her again, but Karen
was far too sore for fucking. All too soon it was time to get organized
preparing for Inga and Paul's arrival home. I thought that that would be
it, but I did not count on the inventiveness and persistence of a young
woman. Nor was I prepared for what was going to happen.