I was now the dirty; passion teacher.
“A man's come is like a thick cream, it's kind of salty, and leaves an after-taste in your mouth. It's not bad, and many women like it. Some like it a lot. It comes out of his cock in spurts because it is being pumped out. Altogether there is about a tablespoon full. When a guy comes he pushes his cock as far into his girl as he can so that his pumping come gets as close to her uterus as possible. That's where the baby will grow if she gets pregnant. His cock swells even larger than it was while they were just fucking when he comes. The girl can feel that swelling and the pumping of his come into her and that will often set off her own orgasm. More? Are you close to coming, Yurenka?”
“Yes, more.” Gasping sounds. “I've never… felt like this. I'm going to explode. Tell me more. I want to hear more…”
Here goes the planting of the long distance seed, I thought and said, “If I was there with you, Yurenka, I would be lying on my stomach with my face between your warm thighs. It wouldn't be your finger on your clit, it would be my tongue. Tasting you. Making little licks around your clit and over the tip.”
She was getting more verbal. Now I had my cock out and was stroking it as I listened to the effect my words were having on her.
“Once in a while I would stiffen my tongue and push it into your hole and fuck it in and out of you a bit. My arms would be around the outsides of your thighs so that my hands could reach your breasts and play with your nipples.”
She was talking now, not to me, but for herself. Damn, this was.
“Your pussy cream would be all over my tongue when I went back to licking your clit. You taste so good, Yurenka. Your pussy is so hot. I bring my hands back down, lift your ass up off of the bed so that I can eat your pussy better, and suck on you until you orgasm on my face.”
That did it. All of the sounds and crying any man could wish to hear from his woman issued from her young mouth. Gasping, crying, moaning and then, slowly, silence.
“Yurenka, are you still there?”
She was: “I never felt like that before. I didn't know. I thought I was going to die, explode!” A long pause, followed by a quiet, “Is it supposed to be like that? I mean, is every time supposed to be like that? I never believed I could feel that way.”
Her voice trailed off at the end.
“In my mind, Yurenka, I watched you through all of that. You were beautiful. I could feel your breasts and your nipples in my hands. I could feel the heat of your pussy on my face. I could almost taste your excitement as I licked your pussy and your clit. I enjoyed it, too.”
“Did you…were you, uh, touching yourself, too, Jay?”
“Not at first. But you were so exciting, and I could see you so clearly in my mind, that I finally began stroking my cock and I came when you did.”
“I think I'd better go, now.”
“Yurenka? I have lots more to tell you about. Call again, if you want to. Okay?”
“Yes.”
Click.