From Pt 1:
...He moved his hand...down between her upper thighs...then gently and slowly began to spread her legs. Now his hand returned to her pubis, his fingers gently probing. He could detect her seam...and perhaps a hint of moistness. New or old...he did not know...but this further stimulated him.
He withdrew his hand slowly...bringing his fingers to his nose and mouth...the aroma and taste making him shudder. Again he thought of not disturbing her slumber, but to give her more pleasure urged him to continue.
Again he placed his hand over her vulva...slowly massaging it...the heel of his hand pressing down on her mons...his fingers seeking entrance.
More and more he massaged...then he found her seam...
His fingers moved slowly...finding the both the flesh guarding her clitoris to the terminus of her mound.
He probed and felt his finger move between her labia...not dry, but not yet really wet. Up and down...down and up his fingers moved.
And her wetness was confirmed with her whisper..."do not stop".
********* PART 2********
Hearing her words "do not stop" brought a smile to his face and emboldened him. They had discovered, experienced, and shared so much just hours ago that he hoped he could help her achieve such pleasure again - now.
His stroking and slow exploration continued...teasing her clitoris...while he thought of his destination and goal. Up and down the valley of her lips he moved one, then two fingers...each caress stimulating her own secretions...
He tried to ignore his own arousal, but there was no denying his excitement as he felt his engorged shaft nestled between the bed sheet and the warmth of the skin on her thigh. But first he must fulfill her pleasure he thought to himself as he imagined her guiding his manhood to whatever place she might desire.
His hand and fingers then moved...his finger seeking the base of her bud. Finding it he realized it had awoken. For a moment his finger explored...circling her clit, sometimes lightly rubbing it...then again he returned his touch to first gently, then more firmly press his finger against the origin of a woman's most secretive spot.
And while doing so he watched and listened to her. Almost imperceptible he felt her pelvis shift, he saw her smile, and he heard her draw a deep breath
Again he smiled...then releasing the pressure, he moved his fingers lower...seeking the entrance to her vestibule. Her wetness greeted him as he slowly moved his middle finger inside of her. Slowly...with just the barest of motion...deeper and deeper...his finger explored the contours of her velvet cave.
Again he heard her take a deep breath...just as she slowly moved to spread her legs.
So close to another magical destination, he quietly moved up along her side...allowing him to explore her with his palm covering her furry triangle. Her sheath was warm and wet as he withdrew his finger...taking time to savor her taste...before he then again entered her...this time with two fingers...
Inward he pushed while at the same time his palm pressed against the rise of her delicate vulva. His two fingers, as just moments ago, exploring...sometimes moving in and out...sometimes twirling...sometimes pressing...
He continued now moving his hand to facilitate maximum penetration...all the time his fingers sensing her inner textures...first a hard rippled area, and then his destination where his fingers found a soft spongy spot. Back and forth he probed then began adding more and more upward pressure...
And with more small back and forth movement and ever increasingly pressure he continued...smiling and looking at her as a small gasp escaped her lips...as she drew her legs up...
Oh god, yes she intoned...oh yes, oh yes as he increased the vibration and pressure of his fingers. Her wetness was wonderful as she began to arch her pelvis in step with his unrelenting stimulation...