(Author's note: Part 4 picks up immediately after part 3.
ALL CHARACTERS PORTRAYED ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OLD.)
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Amy had been sitting with her eyes closed in a state of utter relaxation, wrapped in Tommy's strong embrace. Suddenly they opened, and looking down, she saw Tommy's erection, still straining against his shorts.
"Oh, Tommy, I'm so sorry, I totally forgot about...that," she gestured to his crotch. "Are you sure I can't, you know, help take care of it? It seems so unfair to leave you that way."
Tommy glanced at the TV. There were maybe ten minutes left in the movie. Plenty of time really. But he was still worried.
"Amy, I'd be lying if I said I didn't WANT you to. But I'm just concerned about making another mess all over you, or worse, on your parents couch!"
Amy looked sad, then thoughtful. She looked up at him suddenly, with a gaze that was both shy yet determined.
"I have...I have an idea," she said, her voice shaking, "but I don't know what you'll think of it."
Tommy looked at her quizzically, so she continued, "I could...I could, you know, put it in my...in my mouth." She blushed at her own brazen words.
Tommy's eyes went wide. "You mean...?"
Amy simply nodded. Her face still flushed but also filled with love and determination. "Yes," she answered. "I want to please you that way. Please?" she begged, pouting.
Her plea broke any remaining willpower he had left to resist. He kissed her, then smiled. "How could I possibly refuse that pretty face?" he chuckled.
He sat back, loosened his shorts, then slid them down. His cock sprung free immediately.
Despite having seen and touched it in this state earlier that evening, Amy still couldn't help but giggle at how his penis bounced and twitched all on it's own.
"What would be the, you know, best way to, you know, do that?" she asked, suddenly feeling bashful.
"Um," Tommy thought, "maybe on your knees? On the floor?"
Amy nodded and slid down to the floor, placing herself between Tommy's legs.
This seemed like a good position, she thought, as she got her first really good, close up look at his penis. There was a long, thick vein that ran up the underside of it, from the bottom of the shaft up to the strange indentation of flesh just under the tip that reminded Amy vaguely of her own folds just above her clit. She observed his balls again, in their strange little sack of flesh, covered in small dark hairs.
"It's all such a strange looking thing," she thought to herself, "but somehow beautiful, and arousing."
Amy took his throbbing member in her hand, feeling it pulse in her grip, then started to lean forward towards it.
Just as her lips approached his swollen head, she froze. Letting go, she looked up at him, suddenly afraid.
"I...," Amy started, "I don't...I don't know what I'm doing," she stammered. "What if I hurt you?"
"You don't have to do this, Amy, we can stop right now," Tommy said, concerned.
"No, no, I'm just...I wanna do good," Amy smiled weakly, "just afraid I won't be."
"Relax, take your time, go slow, you'll be fine baby. I'm so worked up this won't take long anyway," he laughed, calming her. Then he echoed her earlier words, "I'll guide you if needed, ok?"
She nodded, smiled, then advanced once more towards his throbbing cock. She felt Tommy's hand touching her face in gentle reassurance, then brushing her hair back away from it. She met his gaze and smiled.
Her lips found his head and kissed it tentatively. As before in the woods when she touched it for the very first time, it suddenly started bouncing up and down like a diving board someone just leapt from.
She suppressed her mirth this time, determined to get down to business. Again taking his thick shaft in her tiny hand, she held it steady, as she kissed the tip more confidently now. Tommy gasped, feeling the warmth of her lips make contact with his sensitive glans.
Feeling bolder, Amy parted her lips and slowly took the tip in her mouth.
Tommy winced suddenly, and whispered through his clenched jaw, "mind the teeth!"
Amy's mouth let go immediately, and she blurted, "Shit, sorry! You ok?"
"Fine, I'm fine, just...it's ok baby, try again," Tommy said reassuringly.
Amy's cheeks flushed hot, but she nodded and slid her lips over the tip of his cock again, this time making sure to keep her teeth clear.
She got past the tip easily enough, then took another inch or so. Here she paused yet again. She had no idea how far she should or could go, or what to do next.
Sensing her confusion and hesitation, Tommy spoke to her softly. "Only go as far as you're comfortable, baby, then just slide it in and out, kinda like what you did with your hand earlier, but using your mouth instead. Does that make sense?"
"Mmm hmmm," Amy replied through her full lips, the vibrations causing a groan of pleasure from Tommy. She made a mental note that he liked that.
Slowly, Amy started to move her head, up and down, feeling the hot flesh of his cock sliding across her tongue, feeling the ridge of his tip passing in and out of her lips; a very strange yet pleasurable sensation.
She was starting to get the hang of it. Using her right hand to hold his cock steady, her grip gentle yet firm at the base, Amy continued to bob her head up and down over his cock, although she still only dared to take about a third of it.
It was incredibly hard, yet also felt somehow soft and spongy in her mouth. She was surprised to realize it had no real taste to it at all besides a hint of salt.
She was so busy concentrating on what she was doing that she barely remembered to check to see how Tommy was handling it.
Looking up, she saw him covering his mouth with his hand, trying to contain his groans and gasps. But his eyes spoke volumes as to the pleasure he was receiving.
Their eyes met again, and Amy somehow managed a smile despite having the first penis she'd ever seen, touched, and now sucked in her mouth. She started humming again softly, grinning up at him with a wicked sparkle in her ocean blue eyes.
That sent Tommy over the edge. These sensations were all too new to him, far more intense and pleasurable than anything he'd ever managed to create with just his hand. There was no way he could hold back for long.
Amy suddenly felt his penis swell in her mouth, like it was expanding somehow. The earlier handjob she'd given had clued her in on what this meant of course; his climax was imminent.
Now was the moment of truth, Amy realized. Would she be able to handle him squirting all that thick, sticky stuff in her mouth???
Despite being completely inexperienced, Amy was a smart girl. She decided the best course of action in a split second.
Quickly she lifted her head up so that her mouth now only held his throbbing cock head. Her lips sealed tight around the ridge forming a vacuum. The hand that had been gripping his base now started to stroke his shaft up and down as he'd taught her before, jerking him while applying gentle suction with her mouth.
If she was going to try to catch all of his squirt, she decided she should treat his cock like a straw and try to suck it out. That's just what she did, and she felt the first blast pushing its way up his shaft under her hand, forcefully shooting out the tip.
It hit her tongue; hot, salty, but also sweet somehow. The texture was thick and creamy, like some strange combo of yogurt and egg whites. Amy tasted it for only a microsecond before acting on instinct and working the slimy glob to the back of her throat and swallowing.
