Sarah began to rouse. Stretching her arms and legs like a cat, she didn't try to cover herself as she enjoyed feeling the satin sheets against her bare skin. She seemed at ease fully exposing her body to me. She took my hand with her small one, looked at me and brought my hand up to her mouth and kissed it. “Explain to me what just happened, Paul. I’ve never had something feel so good that it almost hurt. I can’t even remember everything that happened. I do know that I have NEVER felt this wonderful, and I don’t think I’ll ever feel this good again!”
I propped myself up on one elbow and reached over to tease her nipples. They responded immediately. I continued to work on them and chuckled. “My sweet, sweet Sarah. You’ve just had your first orgasm and the way I see it, this one was only the first of many that you will have. I look forward to sharing that experience with you many, many times.” Sarah turned to me and asked, “It was like on the movie, wasn’t it?” “Better, much better.” I told her. Her face turned scarlet, but still she didn’t try to cover herself, nor did she ask me stop giving attention to her nipples. “How soon can we do that again, Paul?” she asked quietly. “As soon as you want to, Sarah, but there are so many different things that we can do that will bring you just as much or more pleasure.”
She looked at me in amazement with her big eyes. “I find that hard to believe,” she cooed. “Oh baby, believe it.” With that said, Sarah turned toward me and scooted closer. Before I knew what was happening she was sitting on my chest with one foot tucked under each of my arms. “Paul, I want you to teach me about all of these things, and I want to learn to pleasure you. I’m the one that received everything today. I want to show you how much I love you, but I don’t know how.” She looked concerned.
"Sweetheart, these past hours have been for you, but you pleasured me, too,
Your breasts are a feast to my eyes, my hands, and my mouth. Your vagina fills all of my senses; sight, taste, touch, smell and sound. Your body’s response to me and your orgasms arelike a magnificent work of art coming to life. It was thrilling to experience that with you. My pleasure came from pleasuring you. There will be other times for me, don’t worry.” “ I just don’t want to disappoint you, Paul.” I tried to reassure her,’ “Sarah, that’s not possible.” My mind was going in a hundred directions, imagining all of the ways she could bring me to ecstasy. What would she do first?
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