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Jemi’s attitude, that her choices counted as much as his, was a revelation. His tolerance made her bold.
To a point. When she bent to the thick shaft she stroked, she didn’t mouth it with the fervor he’d shown her. She inhaled the spicy sweetness of his excitement.
It isn’t dirty. It’s skin and flesh, the same as anywhere else on the body. Nothing to be repulsed by.
Her lips pressed firmly together, she dabbed a quick kiss to the heated member. Aware it was probably the most disappointing intimate contact of Jemi’s life, she drew back and eyed his larger cock as if it might suddenly attack her. She considered the wetness on her lips. Slowly, cautiously, she poked her tongue out and ran it over her lips.
He tasted as delicious as he smelled. There was nothing disgusting about him at all. Irene glanced up at him in surprise.
“All right?” Again, he showed no sign of criticism or impatience.
“Yeah. It’s fine.” Her cheeks warmed at the sound of her own astonishment. She had the sudden suspicion she was making a big deal out of nothing. Nonetheless, Jemi knelt there, acting as if he had all the time in the world for her to decide if oral contact was for her or not.
She regarded his cock with renewed interest. She pressed another kiss to it. She kept her lips to his flesh for several seconds, experiencing his warmth, the thrumming of his pulse.
It was intimate, but not entirely because it was his sex. She was touching a man who’d made himself vulnerable to her. He sat exposed, waiting for her to decide how far they would go. She wasn’t sure if it meant anything to him beyond an erotic thrill, but for her it was a profound moment.
She tasted him. Both his shafts jerked in response, and she giggled.
“They say hello,” Jemi chuckled.
“Hello,” Irene murmured. Tossing aside inhibitions, she licked him for real, from the bigger cock’s tip to its base.
Beyond how amazing he tasted, which remained a lovely surprise, she was fascinated by his texture. His skin was smooth but for the raised veins along his cock’s length, softer than she imagined it could be. It was as if it clothed a bar of rigid steel. Irene was reminded of the saying ‘iron fist in a velvet glove.’
She kept licking, lifting his length to reverse her tongue’s journey, from base to tip, on the underside where the largest vein pulsed. She’d moved her grip from it to the smaller, and she pumped as he’d shown her. His hand was now stroking her hair, no longer guiding her. She was free to do as she wished.
She switched to devote herself to tasting the rear cock and rubbing the larger. Jemi uttered a soft moan, and his hips rose slightly to greet her. “Sorry,” he mumbled, settling down. “Feels good.”
She was delighted she did well enough to make him forget himself for a moment. Encouraged by her success, she took the next step.
She kissed the tip of his smaller length, kissed it as he’d kissed her clit. Her tongue ran over it, and she sucked. His fingers clutched her hair, pulling but not painfully. His breath was noisy.
She took more of him in. She let him slip deeper until it threatened to choke her. She backed off, her hand on his other cock matching the motion. Down and up, moving rhythmically, rubbing her tongue on him as she went because it made him pant.
“You sure first time do this?”
She pulled free and grinned at him. He gazed at her wearing the same worshipful expression he’d had after he’d heard her sing.
She noted a drop of pearlescent white on the slit opening of his larger shaft, which the smaller lacked. “What’s that?”
“Almost cum?” He sounded unsure. “What say in Earther?”
“Pre-cum.” Sherv’s voice was raspier than usual.
Irene was reminded of the two men present. Sherv and Rusp were watching her mouth Jemi. A jolt of excitement clenched her pussy.
“Pre-cum?”
“Before semen? Not climax, but before climax.”
“Oh.” She didn’t quite understand and felt stupid. “This is a normal part of sex?”
“Normal, yes. Is sign I am enjoying your attention. Is okay for you to taste.” Jemi’s tone told her he very much wanted her to.
She’d gone this far. It was silly to avoid continuing. She licked the bead. It tasted nearly the same as his natural lubricant, but there was a bit of saltiness added to the sweet and the spicy. She liked it.
She treated his larger length to the same attention she’d given the other, except she couldn’t take as much of it in. If Jemi thought her lacking, he showed no sign. In fact, he offered more pre-cum for her to enjoy, which she took as proof she was doing it right.
