The new girl(16)

Doesn't it get sore?"

To my surprise, Charlene smiled slightly as she answered "Not usually. I'm okay as long as I wear the softest panties I can find."

I just nodded my head in acceptance, and went back to checking her out. I finally decided that there wasn't anything for me to do but give in to the temptation to give the shaft of it a few strokes before asking "Does that do anything for you?"

"Not really. I mean, it kinda feels okay, but nothing more than that — not like it seemed to for you, anyway. The whole thing… it's more like I've got my clitoris on the end of some kind of extension, than anything else."

Hearing that, I simply said "Oh. Okay", and shifted my attention to the area between her wide-spread thighs.

As I'd seen via my peephole into Eva's room, Charlene's womanhood didn't appear dramatically different than Sis', as far as the outer and inner lips looked, other than her inner lips being a lot smaller and thinner. Of course, Charlene's miniature penis stuck out where Sis' clitoris had been, but everything below that point appeared pretty similar. It was when I used my thumbs to softly part Charlene's inner labia that I found that there was one significant difference: Charlene's opening was distinctly smaller than Eva's — perhaps only three quarters as big. Even so, I could see that Charlene, too, was leaking a trace of fluid. I moved my head closer, and readily caught the scent of her arousal; it was similar to, but distinctly different from, Eva's… and certainly no less appealing.#p#分页标题#e#

Moving my head a little farther, I was able to extend my tongue and run it along Charlene's cleft, not only collecting a sample of her oils,but using the opportunity to gently press against the entrance to her vagina. Charlene responded to the slight pressure much as Eva had: by moaning and arching her pelvis up. The major difference was that that also brought her pseudo-penis closer to my face, too.

Rather than tie myself up in knots worrying about it, I just went ahead and lifted my head a little bit and ran my tongue across the tip of Charlene's shaft, where she was presumably the most sensitive. That turned out to be true, and I heard her gasp loudly at the contact before exclaiming "God that's good!"

I made a couple more passes across Charlene's extended clitoris (to her quite audible pleasure) before lowering my head so that I could return to the more comfortable task of gathering her nectar. When I'd cleaned up the immediately available supply, I figured it was time to find out if she was as receptive to any of the things that I'd done with Sis. The first thing for me to try, of course, was to see if she had any objections to me trying to worm my tongue into her under-sized vaginal opening. To my surprise and delight, she didn't; in fact, she seemed to enjoy it even more that Eva had: not only did she spread her legs even more and tilt her pelvis up, she exclaimed "Oh, yes, Billy! That feels so good!"

I don't doubt that it did, either, since my efforts resulted in a dramatic increase in the amount of her oils that escaped her girl-chamber. I'd happily lap them up before placing my mouth over her opening and trying (again) to see how much of my stiffened tongue I could get into her. I don't think it was ever enough to satisfy either of us, but it wasn't from lack of trying on my part.

Whenever my tongue started to get sore or tired, I'd give it a little bit of a rest by moving my attention back to Charlene's clitoris. After a bit, I was finally able and willing to try taking part of it into my mouth; the things I was able to do with it that way pleased Charlene immensely. I was slowly swirling my tongue around it while applying a soft, rhythmic suction when she surprised the hell out of me by having an orgasm… and not a small one, either. She nearly screamed at the start of it, and flopped around like a fish out of water while it was happening; it was all I could do to keep the end of her appendage between my lips and continue what I was doing.

The majority of her climax had passed, and she was mostly just laying there shuddering every so often when Eva told me "Billy, I think you should stop for a little bit. You're not hurting her or anything, but I can see that she's practically exhausted from how hard that hit her. Let her get some energy back, okay?"

When I raised my head for a better look at her, I could see that Sis was right about Charlene — she did look pretty worn out just then. Worried that I'd possibly done something wrong, I thought I might be able to perhaps "make up" for it by sliding myself up so that I was laying next to her and holding her in my arms. Just a couple of minutes later, I heard her softly tell me "Thank you, Billy. That was wonderful!"