“Okay?”
She didn’t answer right away, then nodded.
“Okay.”
I reached between us, again, dipped my finger into the oozing lubricant at the base of her lips, then moved up to her clitoris.
I drew little circles around her clitoris, just like I had in the shower. It took a little while, lots of patience, and an acrobatic balancing on one arm, but I felt her start to relax. The first place I felt her ease up was inside her vagina. There was more room, less tightness. Then her thighs relaxed. Then her whole body. I kept up the same motion, making slightly bigger circles, spiraling in to twirl her clitoris, then back out. Her breathing quickened and her eyelids flickered. I smiled.
“Okay?”
This time she grinned.
“Okay.”
It didn’t take long from there to build her up, to sense that she was very close.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered when I took my finger away and put my thumb over her clitoris.
I pulled my cock out, almost all the way. She took a deep breath as she felt her vagina drain empty. She looked at me with surprise, that painful desire again. I smiled. I would never leave you like this, I tried to say with my eyes. I pushed my cock very slowly back inside her. At the same time I began to press my thumb into the base of her clitoris. Her mouth opened, like a fish. Her eyes lost their focus and stared off into the distance. She was going to come very soon. I stopped when I was only halfway inside, avoiding her cervix. I lifted my thumb up off her clitoris. Her eyes widened, focused on me for a second, then faded as the blood flowed back into the oxygen starved gland. Her hips gave a couple involuntary twitches, while her eyes blinked from the flashes that were turning her clitoris into a sparkler. I jerked quickly out of her. She gasped, arched. She stared at me in disbelief. I re-entered her as slowly as I could, but pressed harder with my thumb, until I was pressing as hard as I could, knowing I was successful because she didn’t feel anything, and wouldn’t until I let the blood come rushing back. I watched her pupils closely as I lifted my thumb.
One woman described it for me as her clitoris ‘waking up’, the same way her foot ‘woke up’ after sitting on it for too long. She said it was like pins and needles inside her clitoris. Another woman said it was like her clitoris was on fire, like a sparkler: intense heat and electrified explosions. Both described it as ‘overwhelming.’ Perhaps it was a bit over-the-top for a first time love-making experience with young Ling, but I wanted to give her something more than she got from masturbating, something she would remember. I was not disappointed.
Ling’s eyes lost their focus, glazed over, the pupils dilating. Her hips jerked, then her whole body. The powerful squeezing of her contraction around my cock told me this was a big one. She opened her mouth wide, but no sound came out, then little squeaks, high-pitched, like a mouse. Another contraction strangled my cock. I was nowhere near an orgasm, so I just enjoyed being inside her and experiencing her pleasure.