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The new girl(15)

By:Dorsai


"If you want me to, I can sure try", I answered.

Seemingly stunned by the possibility of experiencing anything like what she'd witnessed, Charlenes eyes got big before she slowly nodded and softly told me "I… I think I'd like that…"

I just smiled at her before answering "Let's get Eve back together first, though, okay?"

Both of us turned to where Sis was laying, and I could tell that her last orgasm had really had an effect on her. Although her eyes were open and she was alert, it was pretty obvious that she was feeling kind of weak and still trying to catch her breath. Charlene and I both moved close to her and helped get her sitting up again; when she was mostly vertical, Sis told us "I never even dreamed that somebody doing that to me could make me feel that good. I mean, it wasn't any one thing you did… it was how everything you were doing was, like, multiplying all the rest of the things you did. That was the first time I've ever had two orgasms so close together like that, never mind having the second one be so strong." Turning to Charlene, Sis told her "You are going to be so glad when he does you…

seriously. He tries all kinds of things to see what you like, then he does them — a lot. And I'd swear that he likes doing it, too!"

I couldn't help chuckling when she said the last part, and telling both of them "I do like doing it. Eve, I thought you tasted as good as you smelled, so it was fun for me to be able to do that and make you feel good. I'd be glad to do it again any time you want, even!"

That got me an appraising look from her before she looked between Charlene and me and said "I heard what both of you said… and you were a dear to want to make sure I was okay, Billy. But I'm sitting up now, so you two go ahead now — I'd really like Charlene to find out what it's like to feel as good as Billy made me feel."#p#分页标题#e#

Charlene suddenly looked shy and a little apprehensive. Without even thinking about it, I leaned over and gave her a little kiss on the cheek and softly told her "It'll be okay. You'll see."

That reassured her enough that she was willing to shift herself around, and then lay down and stretch herself out. She still looked more than a little nervous, and it wasn't difficult to figure out why: her abbreviated penis was once more standing fully erect from her mons. Somehow knowing that it was the right thing to do, I stretched myself out next to Charlene, but propped up on my elbow. Looking down at her, I asked "You're worried how I'm going to react to this, aren't you?" as I gently took her erection between my fingers.

She nodded apprehensively, and I told her "Well, you don't have to be. Yeah, it looks enough like a regular penis that it's going to take me a little bit to get used to it. But there's not so much, and the resemblance isn't so close, that I can't get used to it, either. If you've got the courage to let me, I'm willing to learn what I can do to make you feel good — all of you. If I do something dumb, or hurt you in any way, I need you to let me know… because the last thing I want to do is make you regret sharing yourself with me this way. I already told you that I think you're pretty, and fun, and nice; I really do like you, and I don't want to mess that up. Okay?"

She managed to give me a smile before telling me "Thanks, Billy. I'll be okay now, I think."

I lowered my head and gave her a soft, chaste kiss on the lips; that was followed by another kiss to her cheek, her throat, and collarbone as I slowly blazed a trail down her body. I detoured briefly to bring her nipples to full erection again before moving down her abdomen and the dark wedge of pubic hair at its base. As I got close to her pelvis, she readily moved her legs apart and didn't have any visible reaction when I moved my body between her legs. A minute or so later, I found myself facing the erect appendage that I'd so recently had in my hand. I looked up to see how she was responding and saw that she was watching me, but without any overt sign of nervousness or concern.

Taking that as implicit permission to really look, I did just that: looked at the miniature version of the manhood that I sported. Taking it between my thumb and forefinger, I moved it around so that I could examine it from several different angles and learned that it really was more like an extended or oversized clitoris than a penis: it didn't have the opening at the end that my own cock did, for starters.

Nor was the end of it shaped like my penis, or any of the others I'd seen. Up close like that, I could see that it was even smaller than my little finger, too, and had only the rudiments of any kind of covering like a foreskin. Looking up at her again, I asked "It isn't covered all the way, like Eves clitoris is.