Part 4B

I put my arms around her and pulled her up toward my head so I could kiss her; she welcomed it, opening her mouth so our tongues could take turns dancing in each other's mouths. When they did, I could feel the hard nubbins of her nipples pressing into my chest; as the kiss continued, Diane started hunching her pelvis against me.

As our kisses continued, I let my hands start roaming across her body. Shoulders to sides to waist, neck to hips, the swells of her breasts, her thighs - all were subject to my touch. And touch them I did, letting my fingers trace across the warm unblemished smoothness of her skin anywhere I could reach her. Over the next few minutes, both of us experienced a steady increase in our arousal.

Only when both of us were gasping from our passion and excitement did we manage to bring and end to our kisses. Diane raised up, holding herself over me with her arms; I quickly took advantage of the space between us by moving my hands to cover her breasts. Even as I felt their firm, spongy mass in my hands, I couldn't help but marvel yet again at their firm - yet soft - smoothness. Since I'd first seen them that day out by the pool, Diane's breasts had grown right along with the rest of her: her dark nipples and areolas still capped the rounded half-globes of her pale bust. On a whim, I went into her mind, and carefully prodded her memory; quickly enough, the information I was after became available to me: she was happy with, but not excessively proud of, her 32B-22-32 figure. At 5'-4" and 116 pounds, she figured she looked fine for being nearly 17 years old - I could only smile to myself in agreement.

I gently squeezed her breasts a few moments before cupping them in my hands; then ran my thumbs over her protruding nipples, causing them to extend even farther. On another whim, I lifted my head to get an even closer look at them - delighted at the chance to SEE, as I never had before, the convoluted surface of her crinkled areolas, and how her pencil-diameter nipples grew from them. From one to the other, and back again, I let my gaze travel across these obvious signs of her femaleness.

Only when I knew that I would NEVER forget the look of them did I allow myself to proceed: extending my tongue, I let it slide - slowly and gently - across first one breast, then the other. I listened to Diane's gasp as I did it, and watched as first one, then the other, of her breasts became even more pointed.

After repeating my actions a couple of times, I couldn't resist any longer; and took the end of one of her breasts into my mouth, nursing at as though I were a hungry child. My reward was a deep-throated moan of pleasure from her before she let her head drop far enough to begin kissing my forehead and hair as she softly panted her arousal.

Even as I was suckling at one breast, I was using my hand to softly caress and squeeze the other. When I'd had my fill of the one breast, I readily moved my oral attentions to the other, giving my hand freedom to do to the one I'd just left what I'd been doing to it's mate.

For the next several minutes, I toggled between them, softly stroking and fondling whichever one of her mammaries wasn't between my lips. When I felt her pressing herself back against my erection, where it was wedged between her labia, I let my hand fall from her breast - so that I could use both of them to begin softly, slowly stroking her body. From her shoulders, I traced a path down her back, then onto her sides (careful not to tickle her), then on to her hips. From those, it was down the insides of her thighs - where I could reach them - then back up along the sides, and curving around to cup and squeeze the delightful globes of her firm, round ass cheeks. A few times, I even dared to dip between them, and let my fingertips trace lightly over the pucker of her anus; each time I did, I heard her gasp softly as she arched her back in welcome to my touch.

As I was doing this, she steadily increased the pressure she was applying to the head of my erection; a quick scan of her told me that she wanted to feel me inside her.

I let my hands drift to a stop on her hips, then released her left nipple from my mouth. She released a soft groan of disappointment, and lifted her head to look down at me. I smiled up at her, and said "How about if you let me scoot back a little, so I can rest against the headboard? Then you can get me inside, and I can pick up where I left off?"

She quickly nodded her agreement, and she lifted herself up enough to let me pile the pillows up behind me, then slide up to rest against them. After only minor adjustment on her part, she was satisfied that she could get me inside. That settled, I promptly went back to what I'd been doing: sucking on first one breast, then the other, and back again. With the change of position, I had better access to her body, and was able to expand my efforts to include not just the ends of her breasts, but almost their entire surface - something that pleased her tremendously.

My hands again tracing the delightful curves of her body, she resumed her rocking motions on my 'lap'. She'd positioned herself with the head of my erection firmly in place between her labia; so that with each backward press of her body, she was slowly impaling herself on my penis - I was filling her a tiny fraction of an inch at a time. I knew she wasn't having any problems taking me inside: I could feel the damp spot on my lower belly that told me she was fully aroused, and even leaking some of her sexual oils.

It took several minutes, but she was finally able to get herself completely wrapped around my now-throbbing erection. With her goal reached, I felt her moving over me, and a moment later, felt her hand move to between her thighs. That was followed a moment later by a low moan of pleasure as she started playing with her clitoris.

Satisfied with her position, Diane resumed her rocking motion - but this time, the idea was to slowly slide herself up and down me for perhaps a quarter of my length. I scanned her, and found that she actually had a reason for what she was doing: it was her intention to use what she was doing to get herself thoroughly aroused, and thus, even more relaxed in preparation for what she really wanted. She also planned to stop what she was doing if it looked like I was going to climax. Her thinking was that if she stopped me before then, I'd not only be able to enter her anus sooner, but last long enough for her once I was there. It seemed pretty reasonable to me, too, so I went along with it by gradually increasing how often I'd let my fingers slide between her ass cheeks, and the pressure I applied as I let them slide across her rectum.

Between her self-stimulations, and what I was doing to her, it didn't take long before Diane found herself well along the way toward orgasm. I was feeling pretty good, myself, but wasn't anywhere near unloading in her. So we continued like that for several more minutes, Diane's excitement increasing much faster than mine - until, finally, I felt her clamp down on me as she orgasmed. When she did, I quickly moved my hand down so that I could use my finger to press against her anus in time with the spasms washing through her as I continued sucking on the nipple I had in my mouth. The feeling of her tight, wet vagina clasping and fluttering around my penis was incredible; I could only imagine and dream about what her nether hole would feel like. I have to admit to feeling relieved as the sensations she was creating began to subside - if they'd gone on much longer, I would have filled her with my seed, and spoiled her plan.

As her orgasm tapered off, Diane eventually pulled back from me a little way. When I let go of her, she quickly moved toward me again, placing her lips on mine for a wonderfully sensual, loving kiss before sitting upright again. Only then did she open her mouth to speak to me, saying "That was incredible - especially when you started using your finger to, uh, push on me.", with a grin.

I smiled back, and said "I'm glad you enjoyed it - I've been having plenty of fun, too, thanks to you."

She felt that I was still hard and inside her; when she started to move, I told her "Uh, I think you better hold still for a little bit, unless you want to wait a while to give me my 'present'".

She looked at me questioningly, and I explained "What you were doing was feeling pretty good, and it got even better when you came. I'm pretty close right now, and every time you move around like that, I get a little closer."

She immediately held her body still, but lifted her arms so that she could rest her wrists on my shoulders as I cupped her breasts. Looking into my eyes, she told me "Thanks for letting me know. I, uh, I was thinking that if you stopped before you shot, it wouldn't take you so long to be ready to, um, put it in my butt."

"That's fine." I replied.

"You don't mind waiting? To climax, I mean?"

"Nope. If you're as much fun there as you have been everywhere else, I want to enjoy it for as long as I can!"

She blushed slightly, and said "I was kind of thinking the same thing - that if you didn't actually shoot, you'd last longer the other way."

By this time, I had been able to kind of 'pull back' a bit, and knew that I wasn't going to climax any time soon. I told her "If there's anything you have to do, I think I'll be ready to go on in a minute or two."

She blushed a little again, and said "I, uh, took care of making sure I was ready earlier. I think the only thing we need to do is use the lubrication I brought."

"Sounds like a plan to me. Whenever you're ready, then."

She smiled at me, and used my shoulders to steady herself as she got her legs underneath her, then slowly get up onto her knees. I got onto my knees then, too. While I was doing that, she reached over to the towel that was laying off to the side, and reached under it to pull out a bottle of petroleum jelly. She started to hand it to me, saying "I think we need to, um, use this, right?"

"I expect so. I'll do yours if you'll do mine!", I teased.

She grinned at me, opened the bottle, and scooped out some of it onto a couple of her fingers. Handing the bottle to me, she reached out for my still-glistening erection and said "From the look of it, you don't need much of this!"

I collected my own dollop of the stuff, and answered "Maybe not - but do you want to take the chance?"

She grinned, blushed, and said "Not on your life!" before taking me into her hand and starting to smear the stuff along my length. A minute or so later, satisfied with her handiwork, she turned me loose and grabbed the towel to clean the excess off her hands. That done, she turned away from me and lowered herself to her hands and knees.

I couldn't help admiring the globes of her ass; only when she looked over her shoulder at me and asked "Well?" did I move behind her.

With the glob of petroleum jelly in one hand, I only had one free to try and separate her cheeks so I could apply it. I made a few tries at it, but it never quite seemed to be a good combination. Seeming to realize the problem, Diane lowered her shoulders to the bed, then reached behind herself. A hand on each cheek, she readily spread them for me, giving me free access to - and a clear view of - her most intimate place. Again, I had to admire the scene before me for a few seconds before reaching out to apply the lubricant. I made sure to not only spread it around the rosette of her anus, but pushed some of it inside her, as well. As I was doing all this, I could see her labia becoming longer and darker with her arousal, and a few dewdrops of her natural oils appearing between them. Clearly, she was aroused by the thought of what we were about to do.

Finally satisfied that things would be as easy as possible for BOTH of us, I cleaned my hand off with the towel she'd brought. Only then did I move the last few inches forward, getting myself into position to take this last of her treasures.

I positioned the head of my penis against the pucker of her rectum as she continued to hold herself open for me. I asked her "Diane, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, Mike, I'm sure. But thanks for asking.", she answered, pleased by my question.

Holding myself in place with one hand, I put the other on her hip to steady myself as I gently pressed forward. I could see it as my efforts pushed the ring of her anus inward, but it wasn't enough to get me THROUGH - I was simply too reluctant to risk actually hurting her. I eased up for a moment, then tried again, with a little more pressure; still without success.

Diane, recognizing the problem, told me "Mike, it's okay. I want you to do this. If it starts to hurt or anything, I promise I'll tell you."

Reassured that she really did want it to happen, I realized that I could do what I'd done the first time I'd deflowered her: simply scan her, continuously, so that I'd know if/when I was hurting her. With that in mind, I took a deep breath, got into her mind, and started pressing myself against her.

From her mind, I knew that it was uncomfortable for her, but not painful. Pressing harder didn't hurt her, either; though it DID increase her discomfort - and surprisingly, her arousal. More pressure, and I could feel - from her mind - as she started to open up to me. A little more, and suddenly, I was through: the head of my erection popped through her opening, even as she clamped down around me.

I heard her gasp, and immediately stopped, happy to discover that she wasn't in any pain - only surprised and slightly discomforted by the suddenness of it. She released her hold on her buttocks, and grabbed a double handful of my bed covers as she told me "That's it - just hold still for bit. Jeez, is that your dick, or did you slip your arm into me when I wasn't looking?!"

I couldn't resist the temptation, and stuck both arms over to where she could see them, waving my hands in the air. She gave a gasping giggle, and said "Okay, okay. I don't know if I feel any better knowing that, or not!", with a grin.

I grinned back, and said "Well, the question DID do wonders for my ego, though!", earning myself smile.

After a few moments, I could feel her starting to relax around me. Another scan of her, and I knew that she still wasn't feeling any pain - and actually starting to adjust to it. About that time, she told me "I'm getting used to it, now. Just take it slow, okay?"

"Whatever you say", I reassured her.

Still, I waited a little longer before putting my hands on her hips, then pressing myself into her - slowly, as she'd asked. I scanned her as I did, learning that she had decided that the worst was over: once I was inside her, the rest of me was pretty much the same size, so she wasn't being stretched any farther. By the time I got about halfway into her, my scan revealed that not only was she relaxed about having me inside her that way, but was actually starting to ENJOY it: as she'd gotten used to my presence in her, the feeling of having me fill her so completely as I entered her farther and farther was arousing her.

Soon enough, the deed was done: both of us felt it as her sphincter met the base of my penis; my pelvis wedged into the juncture of her ass cheeks while my balls softly kissed her wet and extended labia. I was inside her most intimate place, completely and fully.

With my pubic hair brushing against the tight ring of her anus, I held myself steady inside her - ready to give her as much time as she needed before I began to make active love to her.

After I'd been inside her for a few moments, Diane took a deep breath, then releasing it in a low moan of pleasure and arousal. I felt her relax around me even more as she said "Oh, GOD, that feels weird! But it feels so good, too!"

A few moments later, she told me "Go ahead and pull out a little bit, then back in again - but slow, okay?"

Holding her hips steady, I carefully - SLOWLY - eased myself back, letting perhaps half my length slide out of her tight opening. I waited a few seconds, and then - just as patiently - pressed myself back into her.

I felt her shudder as I did, and quickly scanned her - only to discover that the sensation of having me fill her again was nearly overloading her with pleasure. Knowing that not only was she not feeling any pain, but was actually enjoying what I was doing, I didn't hesitate to do it again. And again. And again.

Each time I did, I sped up my actions ever so slightly. After a couple of minutes, I was pistoning in and out of her incredibly hot and tight anus in a smooth, steady rhythm - a rhythm that her moans and gasps told me was as pleasing and satisfying to her as it was to me.

The next few minutes were incredible - Diane had finally managed to raise her body up, supporting with her arms. That left her breasts to sway gently in time with my thrusts into her. The sight of it fascinated me, and I couldn't help but lean over her a bit so I could take them into my hands. When I did, I felt her nipples dragging across my palms as the weight of her mammaries shifted in time with my thrusting; and I felt them harden even more at the contact.

I scanned her again, and found that the feeling of having my erection sliding in and out of her - filling, then emptying, her most intimate place - was steadily moving her toward an orgasm. The problem was that I was moving closer to it faster than she was: the feeling of her bowels being wrapped around my hard member, and KNOWING where I was in her, was having too much of an effect on ME. I knew that if something didn't happen, I was going to empty my balls in her before she got HER release, too. As good as it felt to be buried in her that way; I wanted her to get the ultimate pleasure from it so that she'd be more willing to do it again.

As I continued thrusting into her, I tried to figure out a way to delay my own release without it being too obvious. A few moments later, I got an idea, and quickly went about implementing it.

Entering Diane's mind, I carefully planted a thought: that as nice as what I was doing to her FELT, it might be just as erotic to SEE it. That done, I continued to monitor her; taking every opportunity to bring the idea up again and again. In short order, she spoke up, telling me "Mike! I want to see - you know, us."

"I think we can do that."

"How?"

"You get on your back. I'm between your legs. All you have to do is lift your legs some more, and you should be able to see."