As I'd started talking, the anxiety started to leave Nadia's face; she actually smiled when I said the part about her legs, and laughed when I told her about her need for a crowbar. When I was done, it was easy to tell that she felt a*lot* better about how she looked. She only confirmed it when she sincerely told me "Thanks, Danny."
The three of us sat there for several seconds before Nadia and Janet shared some kind of Look with each other before facing me again. I was a little surprised when it was Nadia that told me "I – I've never seen a guy before – you know, there. I mean, I've seen babies and little boys, but I figure it's different for guys like it is for girls. Would – would it be okay with you if – if I wanted to see how boys are different -" with you?"
With no apparent concern, I didn't hesitate to tell her "Sure. You want me to stand up, or lay down, or what?"
She considered it for a moment before telling me "I guess laying down. I don't know how long it'll take -", apologetically.
"No problem", I assured her.
I saw her ears get pink again before she asked "Would you mind if I, um, touched, too?"
Standing up, I answered "Look, touch, move things around – whatever you need, for however long you want."
Realizing that she was in the way of where she wanted me to be, Nadia stood up and moved to the side to make room for me. Calmly and casually, I got rid of my undershorts and moved to lay on the bed. To try and put Nadia at ease, I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes, as though ready to take an extended rest. Several seconds later, I felt it as she sat on the bed again, then she and Janet got themselves positioned on either side of me at about hip level. From that point on, I was as passive and utterly indifferent to whatever happened as anybody could want. When I started to respond a little bit to what Nadia was doing to me with her hand, it was Janet that explained that what was happening wasn't something I was totally in control of -" and that it didn't necessarily mean anything. Janet also answered whatever questions Nadia had; I was there purely as the test dummy.
I don't know how much time passed, and didn't particularly care; it was only when I heard Nadia tell me "Um, I'm done now, Danny" did I open my eyes and sit up again.
Seeing that I wasn't bothered in the slightest by what had just gone on seemed to give Nadia some assurance that she hadn't done anything to be concerned about. With me sitting up and paying attention, she did hesitantly ask me a few questions; I answered them as dispassionately as I could, making sure she knew when I was speaking for myself, and when I was extrapolating to guys in general.
A couple minutes went by with the three of us sitting there in silence when Nadia told me "You've been real nice about all this, Danny, and a lot more patient and understanding than I thought you'd be -" even though I know I hurt you little bit, just now, even though I didn't mean to. Jan told me that you were a good brother, and that you wouldn't do or say anything to make me feel bad about all this, and she was right. My parents are kind of strict, and I've only been out with guys a few times, and our parents had to drive us; so I've never gotten a chance to, um, learn anything with them. I was kinda hoping that maybe – if it was okay, and you wanted to, I mean – maybe I could, uh, learn some stuff with you. I mean, you've been so NICE and everything; and I know I can believe Jan when she tells me that you wouldn't – push things, and that if I wanted to stop, you wouldn't be mad or upset."
"As pretty and sexy as I think you are – yeah, I'd like it if you wanted to learn some stuff with me; and I'm*sure* that it would be okay, 'cause I wouldn't dream of doing anything that wasn't okay with you. You're right that I wouldn't be mad or upset or anything, either", I answered. Nadia was sitting close enough to me that I was able to lean forward with the obvious intention of kissing her; she didn't move as I touched my lips to hers in a brief, soft kiss before sitting up again.
When I looked at her, I could see how much that small gesture meant to her, and how much it calmed and reassured her. She didn't hesitate to move a little closer, and I shifted my body so that the two of us were facing each other. Nadia moved her head forward in invitation for me to kiss her again, and I did – continuing it until I felt her pull back slightly. I let the kiss end just as readily as we'd started it, visibly pleasing her. We exchanged several more kisses that way, each one lasting a little longer as we let ourselves get more and more involved in what we were doing.
As we were kissing, I put my hand on Nadia's hip -" and felt her stiffen slightly; but when I just left it there and used my fingertips to tenderly caress her soft skin, she quickly relaxed again. More kisses followed, and when I began to move my hand on her side, Nadia readily accepted my caresses so that I was able to move my hand all along her side, from below her hip to even with her breasts. Before much more time had passed, my other hand was duplicating what the first was as our kissing changed from friendly and affectionate to somewhat more impassioned.
I'd said that I wasn't going to try to make things happen any faster than Nadia was comfortable with, and I didn't -" but when she indicated she was ready to move things along, I damn sure didn't lag behind her, either. When she worked up the nerve to give my lips a brief, light touch with her tongue, I readily send my own out in welcome; it wasn't but a couple of seconds until they were in a running wrestling match that ranged from her mouth to mine and back. As that was going on, I slowly moved one of my hands around toward her breast – giving her time to let me know if she wasn't ready for my touch yet. Instead of objecting, she released a soft moan when my hand cupped her young mammary. I was still enjoying the warm mass of it when she pressed it against my hand, letting me know that she wanted me to do more than just hold it.
It wasn't long before I had both of my hands on her tits, running my thumbs across her erecting nipples, gently squeezing them in appreciation of how nice the felt, and softly caressing their smooth surface.
Between how we were kissing each other, and the way I was ministering to her bust, Nadia's arousal grew steadily. When it got difficult to continue kissing her because of her soft panting, she let me gently guide her down so that she was laying on the bed. She looked up at me in complete trust before I gave her another short, soft kiss on the lips -" then went on to kiss more and more of her, starting with her face, and gradually including her ears and throat. When I got to her neck, I couldn't resist making a "rowr-rowr-rowr" rabid badger kind of noise and pretending I was biting and chewing the juncture of her neck and shoulder; she scrunched her shoulder up and laughed before relaxing again when I shifted back to simply kissing her as my hand stayed busy on her breasts.
She moaned softly in response to my nibbling on her earlobes with my lips, and had her hands in my hair when I began kissing my way down from her throat. When I finally fastened my lips on the peak of one of her breasts, she gasped and tried to press her chest up toward me.
While I tended to her delightful bust with my mouth and lips, I let my hand drift farther and farther down her body -" but stopping short of the dark delta at the base of her belly. Instead, I once again started caressing her sides – and including the terrain between them in the process. I know that there wasn't a single square millimeter of her belly and abdomen that my fingertips didn't come in contact with.
I'd brought the tips of her lovely breasts to glistening peaks before gently easing my hand down the top of one of her smooth, firm thighs. As I slowly traced a return path a little closer to the inside of her thigh, Nadia opened her legs and softly told me "Please, Danny -" touch me there, too -"
Even with that kind of explicit request, I didn't immediately move my hand between her legs. Instead, I just continued caressing my way closer and closer to her treasure, learning just how soft and fine the thatch on her mons was along the way. By the time I first felt her wispy pubic hair against the side of my hand, I was beginning to detect the faint aroma of aroused female. When I finally cupped her mons in my hand, I could feel the warmth and dampness between her vaginal lips where I knew the entrance to her vagina was.
The first thing I did directly to her womanhood was to*slightly* dip my finger between her labia and draw it upwards along her cleft a short distance, in an effort to let her know that I wasn't going to do anything to hurt her. Even that small, simple touch was enough to draw a moan from her as she lifted her hips slightly in welcome.
Carefully and gradually, I eased my fingertip a little deeper each time, and brought it a little farther along her slit before bringing it out again. There came the point where I brushed across her opening, causing her to groan and arch herself up even more before my touch ended with a soft and brief brush across her clitoris, making her gasp.
Patiently, as I continued to nurse at her breasts, I transferred the oils that accumulated at her entrance to the small bead of flesh farther up
– " and began manipulating it. Nadia reacted by drawing her knees up and parting her thighs a little more to give me easier access.
Nadia's arousal increased quickly under my tender touches; the scent of her was thick in the air when I decided that it was time to find out if she tasted as good as she smelled. I'd left her breasts and kissed my way halfway down her belly before she seemed to understand where I was headed; she lifted her head to ask me "You're – you're going to do that?"
Looking into her eyes, I answered "Only if you want me to."
"I do!", she exclaimed, "I just wasn't sure how to ask you."
I just smiled, and went back to what I was doing as she lay her head back again.
When I got low enough on her body, I moved between Nadia's legs; her only reaction was to spread them a bit more to make sure I had enough room. It wasn't much longer until I had my head between her thighs.
Though I figured Nadia had to be a little apprehensive or nervous about having me there, I*had* to take a few seconds to really look at her -" her thin and delicate-looking labia, dark with her desire and slightly parted, making it possible for me to _just barely_ make out the entrance to her vagina at the bottom and the nubbin of her clit at the top. She made a lovely sight before I lowered my head and extended my tongue far enough to make the first pass between her vaginal lips, from bottom to top. The first sample of her juices that I got on my tongue were a delight – thin, light, and both sweet and tangy at the same time.
It didn't take long before I was happily engaged in doing my very best to arouse and please her. She liked it when I used the tip of my tongue to "scoop" her essence out of her opening, just as she enjoyed having me lick her labia and nibble on them with my lips. Everything I tried with her clitoris was a winner -" gently circling it with my tongue, softly sucking on it, fluttering my tongue across it, rhythmically pressing on it with my flattened tongue, and anything else I thought of doing pleased her, and increased her arousal. Sooner than I would have liked (she did taste good, and I was enjoying myself), I could tell that she was getting close to having an orgasm. It crossed my mind to try and delay it so that it would be even better for her, but decided that possibly overloading her probably wasn't a good idea. Instead, I had to be content with "just" helping her have a climax -" which wasn't*that* much of a disappointment.
As Nadia's orgasm got closer and closer, her legs slowly drew closer together, too. Her thighs were firmly pressed against my ears when she found her release, but I could still hear the cry she made when it started. I was delighted to see small wavelets of her juices being pushed out of her in time with the spasms I could feel coursing through her body, and happily devoted myself to lapping them up; her reaction told me that I was also intensifying her orgasm somewhat -" but I judged it wasn't enough to cause her any problems, and continued what I was doing.
I'd exhausted the supply of her nectar when her thighs fell away from my ears. Knowing that her climax was all but over, I quickly moved to lay next to her again; taking her into my arms, I held her close as her breathing gradually became more normal. I wasn't prepared when she suddenly gave me a ferocious hug and emotionally told me "Oh, _thank you_, Danny! That felt SO much better than I thought it would, and I never even dreamed that it could make me have an orgasm like that!"
I hugged her back as I told her "I'm glad you liked it, Nadia. I liked doing it, too."
"I could tell", she replied. "I was afraid you were just doing it because I wanted you to, but you kept doing things that felt so*good* to me that I just KNEW you liked it, too."
With that, she moved her head from my shoulder and kissed me -" long, and deep. I was glad to return it, and the two of us spent a little time caressing each other's bodies as our tongues got reintroduced.
When our kiss finally ended, Nadia pulled her head back far enough to look into my face as she told me "As good as you made me feel, I want to learn how to do that for you, too. Except that all I know is that I'd have your penis in my mouth, so I wouldn't be very good at it – at least, at first."
"If you want to learn with me, it's okay, Nadia. I'm sure you'll do fine."
Pleased that I'd agreed, and somewhat reassured that I'd told her she'd do fine, Nadia pressed her hand against my chest to let me know she wanted me on my back. Instead, I sat up a little bit and made a little show of using my 'free' hand to take the wrist of the other arm and "forcefully" pulling my hand off her butt -" making her smile. When I'd moved to lay on my back, the smoky look in her eyes told me that I was in for an experience. I watched her as she sat up long enough to pivot on her cute butt and lower her body so that her head was in the immediate vicinity of my semi-erect penis. Taking me in her hand, she gave me a few gentle strokes before spotting a drop of my pre-cum; I don't think she hesitated in the slightest before lowering her head and using the tip of her tongue to collect it. Once she had it in her mouth, it took only a moment for her to show me a pleased smile.
That began my all-too-brief career as an oral sex training aid. Not that the career itself was brief (it lasted well over half an hour), just that it was a lot briefer than I would have liked.
Nadia didn't know anything about giving a guy oral sex, but knew that she didn't know anything -" and made up for it with enthusiasm, eagerness, a definite desire to please, and a willingness to try about anything that came into her mind. She seemed to know that teeth weren't appropriate, and was careful enough with her enthusiasm that she knew when she did something uncomfortable to me well before causing any outright pain. Of course, there were only so many fundamental things that she could do, but the variations and combinations of different things that she attempted seemed unlimited. I was amazed when she tried to masturbate me just using her tongue (which I'm sure was twice as long as it was supposed to be), for example – and then at just how good it felt.
I think I may have been a little delirious with pleasure by the time she was satisfied she'd learned all she wanted to, and got*serious* about trying to get me off. To this day, I'm amazed and impressed with myself that I lasted as long as I did -" it couldn't have taken two minutes of concerted effort on her part before I gasped out "Nadia! It's gonna happen!". She tried to bury her nose in my pubic hair just ahead of the first jet of my semen rocketing out the end of my cock, quickly followed by the second. Nadia not only kept her mouth on me, but added to my pleasure by using her tongue to tease the head of my penis and inspire me into trying to fill her mouth with my cum. I don't think that actually happened, but it wasn't because I didn't try.
Satisfied that she'd gotten everything I had to offer (and then some, as far as I was concerned), Nadia used her lips to milk the last little bit of my cum out of my cock before letting it slip out of her mouth. She was clearly pleased with what she'd done as she swallowed my semen, then licked her lips before smiling at me. As she looked at me, I told her "Nadia, when I said that you'd do fine, I lied to you."
Surprised and somewhat concerned, she listened as I continued "What you did was WAY better than just 'fine' -" that was excellent."
Relieved, she smiled at my little jest before moving closer to me. I reached out for her, but she seemed reluctant to get too close. Seeing the confusion on my face, she hesitantly told me "I – I don't know if we should kiss. I had your stuff in my mouth, and – and I don't think it would be right for you to get any of it back."
Understanding the problem, I smiled at her and answered "It's okay, Nadia. I saw you swallow it, and lick your lips. I want to kiss you, and I don't think there's enough left to worry about. Besides, it was mine, anyway."
She just shook her head before saying "I still don't think it would be right."
The next thing I heard was Janet saying "Then I'll go get you something to drink, so you can kiss him."