He found her response so erotic that he kept it up for a while longer, until it was pretty wet with saliva. It was like pushing a button; he’d tongue her asshole and she’d start swearing, overwhelmed by the feeling.
He moved lower, though it was getting awkward now because he had to stretch in to reach it. He tongued the area below the anus, the perineum, and her sound changed to a high keening, like a mosquito whining. He wondered what would happen if…
“Oh, Jesus, Kenny! Oh, fuck, yes!”
I’ll be damned, he thought. Who could have predicted that? One fingertip poking into her ass, and she gets off like that? He though he might have to start keeping lab notes. He pulled the finger out of her butt and told her, “Turn over, Emma. On your back again.”
When her face appeared again, she looked like a deer caught in the headlights, her eyes wide, fearful. “Are you okay, baby? Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head, and moved her mouth, but nothing came out. Finally, she said, “I didn’t expect that. I saw that sometimes in those few porn videos I watched with my girlfriends, but I thought it was just overacting, something exaggerated for dramatic effect. I’ve had orgasms, when I’ve played with myself. But not like that! Is there something wrong with me, that I react that strongly?”
“As far as I can tell, Emma, you’re a perfectly normal woman. Maybe even lucky, because you seem to experience things strongly. A lot of women don’t. There’s nothing wrong with you. I’m glad it felt good. You tell me if I’m doing something that’s uncomfortable or painful. Like the toes.”
“Yeah, I haven’t forgotten that, just you wait,” she said, with a hint of a smile.
He watched her until she got settled again, then leaned down to kiss her hip, and nibble his way eastward to the triangle of pubic hair. With his two hands, he gently urged her legs apart. Again, he could feel her tremble. Even with no experience, she knew this was where pleasure was centered, and Kenny was hovering there.
Kenny moved over until he was kneeling between her legs, and planted another kiss on her pubis, then another below it, and downward. When he reached her labia, he stuck out his tongue and ran it down the two lips. She gave a long, low moan.
The lips of her labia were still pressed together. He slipped his fingers under her butt and extended his thumbs, then pulled the labia apart. He pressed his tongue in and moved it downward, flicking back and forth, until it found her pussy. He pushed it in, as much as he was able, attacking it.
“Ohmigod, baby,” she called to him, “that feels so good, keep doing that!” She reached down and put both of her hands firmly on top of his head, to direct him.
This was actually pretty hard to keep doing. The angle was awkward, and his tongue was getting tired. He kept it up a few minutes longer, encouraged by the sounds she was making, but eventually he had to give up.
He started moving upward again, this time pushing the tongue inside the pink parts between her lips. As he got closer to her clit, he could feel her tensing again, and heard her making some kind of urgent sound that might have been words if they were louder.
The sounds stopped as he got within a few millimeters of her clit, tongue dancing back and forth, and when he moved the final short step and touched her clit, she shouted out loud. “Oh, fuck, yes! Yesyes, right there, baby!”
She was pushing her hips into him strongly, trying to get closer contact. When his tongue wouldn’t obey his instructions any longer, he grabbed at her clit with his lips and pulled it and let it snap free. Each of those was accompanied by her “Yes!” and a hand pounding the back of his head.
He thought, how do I end this? I can’t keep this up. What do I do?
In desperation, he decided to give it all he had left. He pushed his face into her pussy, shaking his head left and right, his tongue almost numb from assaulting her clit, using his head to stimulate her.
She arched her back and held her breath. He could feel her fingers wound in his hair, and suddenly the dam broke. “Fuck, yes! I’m cumming, baby, don’t stop, don’t stop, yesyesyes!” Suddenly, he could feel her squirting under him.
As quickly as it started, it stopped. She held the arch for a moment, then collapsed into the bed, eyes closed, motionless. Kenny was left hanging above her artlessly, his tongue hanging out.
He got up and went into the bathroom, washed his hands and face, and ran his damp fingers through his hair. He found a washcloth and wiped off his chest from where she had squirted. A glance in the mirror saw him looking a little shell-shocked.
From the bathroom, as he turned off the light, he saw her begin to move on the bed, a twitch of the finger, the rotation of an ankle. He went and lay down beside her, putting his arm across her stomach.
She was quiet for a few minutes more as she recovered. He was surprised when he heard her start to speak.
“No one knows what to expect, especially if you’ve been effectively quarantined since you were twelve. I’m talking about life experience, if it wasn’t clear. Even my girlfriends, when they talk about it, I can’t really trust them fully, because they tend to exaggerate, to cover up disappointing experiences.
“And of course the porn films are about as close to reality as stories about Cinderella and Snow White. Just a different take on reality.
“So nobody, none of us, especially the ones who’ve been “protected” from life, like me, knows what to expect. Some people say it’ll be liberating, others — like my mother — say it’s a duty, just grin and bear it, it’ll be over with soon.
“I’ve had orgasms, playing with myself — don’t tell my mother, she’d be horrified. And they were really nice, left me nice and relaxed. So that’s what I was expecting.”
She turned on her side to face him.
“So what happened here was amazing. I thought I’d had orgasms, but comparing the two… well, this was something way better. It left me shaking, breathless, my whole body feeling so good. Are they all going to be like that?”
“When did I suddenly become Dr. Kinsey? I’m really happy that you liked it, and I can only hope the others will be as good. So, you’ve really never had someone do that to you? Honestly?”
“You’re the first, Kenny. The way my mother talked about this, I was afraid that this was going to be a disappointment, and it’d go downhill from there. By the way, that thing you did? That’s on the no-no list my mother gave me.”
That made him laugh. “I’m starting to get an inkling of why she is the way she is. Somebody dropped the ball when she was starting out.”
“It’s my turn now, I think. I want to check you out. You’ll tell me if I’m not doing something right, okay? I don’t want to hurt you.”
He promised that he’d let her know, then lay on his back with his arms under his head. She kissed him, very nicely, for what seemed like minutes, then reached over to pull at his earlobe with her lips. She followed it with her tongue, tracing the outline of his ear.
She moved down onto his neck, where she found an erogenous zone he hadn’t known existed. It made him breathe faster.