“Yes, that is OK,” she replied. “She can stay with you for as long as you want.”
“When will dinner be ready?” I asked.
“I can have it ready whenever you want,” she replied.
“Is it OK if we have dinner in about an hour?” I asked.
“Yes,” she replied. “I will have it ready then.
“OK,” I said. “That was all I needed.” Antonia looked at her daughter, said something to her in their mother tongue, and then turned and walked out the door.
“What did she say?” I asked.
“She said to make you happy, and do everything you say to.” She replied. “She said that if you are happy, then I will be happy too.”
“Your mother is a smart woman,” I said. “Now, come here and kiss me some more.” I smiled at her.
Christie smiled back, and crawled over me to straddle my body before kissing me on the lips. I parted my lips, and our tongues were doing the dance of love. She really liked sucking on my tongue, which I thought could come in handy later.
Her breasts were dragging across my chest, her nipples hard and protruding. Her pussy was sliding over my cock, spreading lubrication freely. I was starting to question whether or not we would make it back to my room before I took her virginity.
I rolled us over so I was on top, and then I slid down to where I could suckle her hard nipples. She had nice eraser-sized nipples sticking out of small areolas on maybe B-cup breasts. All in all, she was a very tempting package; thin waist, rounded hips and nice breasts. I took turns between her breasts, suckling both nipples and providing little hickeys elsewhere on her tender tit-flesh away from her nipples. She was panting in pleasure.
Then, I kissed my way down past her belly button (a cute little inny) and then down to her pussy. As I had come to expect, Christie tried to push me away, telling me that it was ‘dirty’ but then relenting when I reminded her of what her mother told her.
Hers was a beautiful compact little pussy. Other than the sheen that she had produced when rubbing it over me, there was little sign of arousal yet. I would change that. I started by licking along her outer lips until they puffed up and started to open. Then, I switched to her inner labia and the main part of her vulva. Her vaginal entrance was so small that I wondered if I could actually enter her.
I decided to concentrate on her clit for a while with my tongue while my finger rubbed across her vaginal entrance. My attention to her clit was driving her crazy, and my finger was actually making progress widening the small hole in her hymen. I was careful to not hurt her as I slowly stretched her hymen out, and I ensured that my clit play kept her wound up enough that she wouldn’t notice it even if her hymen did tear a bit.
As it turned out, I didn’t need to worry. I was able to stretch her hymen enough to get my finger one knuckle deep without tearing her, and I was able to bring her to orgasm with my tongue. When she started convulsing in climax, I used my finger to rub her G-spot, turning her on even more. Her orgasm got very vocal and very loud. I didn’t try to stop her because I wanted her mother to hear her in pleasure.
It is funny. I didn’t even know what a G-spot was back in those days. I just knew that I had found a place inside of women’s pussies that gave them great pleasure when rubbed rapidly. I took advantage of that knowledge with many Filipinas.
Christie’s orgasm was a long, strong one, and she was completely consumed by it. When her orgasm finally wound down, she sighed, “I had no idea that would feel so good. Nobody told me.”
I slid up and kissed Christie on the lips. I wanted her to taste her own juices. At first, she was surprised, but she quickly resumed kissing me back. “Oh, thank you,” she whispered to me.
“Would you like to make me feel good too?” I asked.
“Yes,” she quickly replied. “What do you want me to do?”
I rolled to the side so I was laying face up, and pointed to my cock. “Do you know what this is?” I asked.
“It’s your thingy,” she replied.
“It’s called a cock, and it will be pushed all the way into your vagina when we have sex, but for now I just want you to get to know it really well.” I said.
“How do I do that?” she asked.
I replied, “You can start by holding it and exploring it with your hands and fingers. Then I want you to learn how to rub it, and finally, I want you to suck it until I have an orgasm like you did. Then, I want you to swallow everything I shoot into your mouth. It is important that none of it escapes to the floor. It may or may not taste good to you, but swallow everything as soon as it shoots into your mouth. Don’t wait to swallow or there will be too much for you to hold in your mouth.”
“It sounds complicated, but I’ll try,” she replied. With that, she reached out to touch a cock for the first time in her life. She gently explored my cock and balls, and I talked her through it, telling her what felt good and what didn’t. Finally, I showed her how to wrap her hand around my cock and pump it up and down.
“That feels very good,” I said. Christie got worried and asked if I was going to orgasm, to which I replied, “Not yet. I’ve heard that some men orgasm very quickly, but I’m not one of them.”
She was rubbing a bit too hard, so I told her to spit on my cock to lubricate it. That way, it would slide through her hand with less friction. Once Christie had that mastered, I encouraged her to put the tip of my cock in her mouth and suck as she slid her hand up and down the shaft. At first, it was awkward for her, but then she got the hang of it and was sucking the head completely into her mouth.
This was Christie’s first blowjob. I have never known why they call it that because it has nothing to do with blowing and everything to do with sucking. For a first time, she was doing a pretty good job, and I told her so. That made her happy, and she redoubled her efforts.
By the time she was able to suck the head and part of the shaft into her mouth, I could feel my seed rising in my balls. I warned her that my sperm would start shooting into her mouth and that she should swallow as quickly as she could. Then, I started cumming.
She stopped the stroking, and concentrated on swallowing every bit of my seed as it shot into her mouth. Nothing got away from her. When my climax was finished, Christie opened her mouth to show me that it was empty. Then, she leaned over and kissed me. I don’t particularly care for the flavor of my ejaculate, but she seemed to like it just fine. “I was worried when you told me it may not taste good, but that was OK. I can do that for you whenever you want it.” she said.
“It probably won’t be too often, but it is nice to know that you are willing. We will try other things after we get to my hotel room. You need to pack clothes, including panties, for five or six days and nights. You won’t need any night clothes because we will sleep skin-to-skin. Then, after you pack, we can get dressed and go eat with your mom.
Christie quickly folded and packed some dresses and underwear for her stay with me. She started to pack a bra, but I told her that I would prefer that she not wear one while she is with me. She blushed, but she complied and put the bra away. Then, she also took off the bra she had been wearing, and put it away as well.