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Her fluids covered the labia and my fingers.
After playing with her pulsing opening for a long time, I finally dropped my head and opened my mouth. She cried out at the first touch.
"I've never done that, I mean had someone do it! I've heard of it, but... Doesn't it taste, well, awful?" she gasped.
"A lot less so than some wines, at least to me," I replied. "And it will bring you great pleasure, and that I will do quite a lot for."
I continued and progressed and soon she strongly pulled my head into her groin.
"Ohhhhhh yes, suck me!!!" she moaned as her hips bounced on the bed. "Suck me, suck me!"
Her fluids were seeping more quickly into my mouth. My lips and tongue worked on her, bringing groans of pleasure from her.
"I'm going to...to...oh yes, suck me!!!" Tina moaned again and became tense. Suddenly her body stiffened and she moaned as if in pain. "Ahhhhhh, ohhhhhhh lord, ohhh yes," she groaned as wave after wave of ecstasy raced through her body.
Her climax went on and on before she released my head, letting me sit up. I had never seen a girl produce so much liquid before. I wiped my mouth on her sheet and moved back to lie beside her. Tina rolled over into my body, her mouth buried in my neck.
"Thank you, that was wonderful," she whispered as she kissed my neck.
After a rest of moments, I began to touch her nipples again, then moved on to her pubic hair.
"While I was away at my parents', over Thanksgiving," Tina said softly, "I kept thinking about you. I wished that I could talk to you, and when I was alone at night, in my bed in my old room, I, well, I used my fingers on myself and wished that you were there with me in my bed and in me, as deep in me as you could get and I could take you.
"I felt like I just wanted to devour you. It felt like kissing you was not enough any more, and cuddling was much too weak, and just being with you was not enough if that was where we stopped. I wanted to open my legs and feel your weight on me and have you enter me and take me and claim me and make me yours forever, and ohhh....
"And while what we did a few minutes ago was wonderful, it is still not that. Please, make love to me all the way. I want you to so much."
My fingers, while she spoke, had made sure that she was still ready for me. I lifted off the blue nightgown so that her body, long legs leading to a triangle of dark hair, passionate brown eyes staring at me, and with a red cloud on her pillow at the top, was completely naked to me.
As my body drew up to cover hers, her knees drew up to place her legs beside and outside mine. I used my hand to bring the head of my erection in contact with her outer labia. Tina jerked in reaction and gasped.
"Please," she said. "I want you to do it, but remember that I have never done this before either."
This I had not expected, but perhaps I should have - a good Catholic girl, not long away from home, nor even far from it now.
I gave her only an inch, then withdrew slightly, then a little more, until I was moving easily within her. When I met resistance, it was so slight that I could not be sure then whether it were not just a dry place, a tighter place, and when I felt release and she opened her mouth in what could have been passing pain or suddenly greater pleasure, I was deep in.
When I was at my limit, I began to give her faster strokes, and after only a few of those I could feel her internal muscles clamping down, to show that she had reached an orgasm. I slowed now for a while, to let her recover and to let myself last. Her long legs had now crept around me, to hold me in and spread herself more open for me. After an eternity of heavenly pleasure, I found myself speeding up again, and just as her back arched up I exploded into her clinging tunnel with what seemed to be half my vital fluids.
If I seemed to go on forever, she went on longer; her heart was pounding still when I had withdrawn and lay beside her. Yes, there had been a membrane; I had a trace of blood on the head of my penis.
When I woke, I turned to her and kissed her cheek. She woke halfway, and I said, "Miraculous, miraculous, miraculous."
She opened her brown eyes and replied, "And so are you, my love."
We fell asleep holding each other, and woke during the night to enjoy each other's bodies once again, until we joined in a wonderful long orgasm. On Sunday morning we did it again, and on Sunday afternoon. She wanted very much to catch up on years of abstinence, and I could not resist her, nor had I any reason to. Quite the opposite.
We showered together on Sunday not long before I went home. She found new things to do with my body, and I found how much natural talent she had at them. But I did go home.
Perhaps surprisingly, but perhaps not, she spent less time at my desk than in recent weeks, but seemed much happier when she did - and at other times, I heard from co-workers. Tina called me on Wednesday, and broke off the conversation to hurry over and knock on my door and spend the night. I met her on Friday night as we had agreed, and did not leave her apartment, at least to go home, until Sunday night. I rode her time after time, until we both sweetly ached.
Her supervisor commented on how much better her attitude had become and how she could concentrate more fully now. What he did not know was that we were meeting every night after work, eating dinner together in her place or mine, and improving each other's attitudes in a direct physical fashion.
That lasted three weeks.
At the end of that time, we were walking down the street together when I felt a sharp pain and woke up in the hospital with Tina leaning over me.
A man a few stories above me, it seems, had picked a warm day in January to finally take his air conditioner out of the window. He made it, but in the process dropped the screwdriver he had been using, and it gave me an almost glancing blow on the way down. The blade hit my head and slid into my shoulder. I was unconscious for two days.
I was going to be all right, but I could not go back to work for a few more weeks. I needed some help during that time, and of course Tina volunteered to move in with me. I had to avoid doing much that might strain my shoulder so - let's say that I had many interesting times lying still while Tina found out how much her mouth and throat could take of me. And after a bit, another portion of her anatomy came in for heavy use.
When I was back at work and in fact on Valentine's Day, Tina asked me to marry her. I had always felt that I was not ready to settle down, but then I had always been unwilling to settle down to the point of living with someone, and I was doing that now.
I pondered chasing another woman who had begun working in the office. But if I wanted to do that, I needed to use the word to make Tina fall out of love with me, to write me off to experience. And then I realized that all memory of what it might be had gone.
I pondered whether the feelings that Tina had for me were real, and realized that I had no way to tell the difference. She had shown that she was willing to care for me when I was sick, she certainly thought that she loved me (and, yes, I guess I loved her), she was damn good in bed... And there was no easy way out. It took me a day, but I said yes.
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