Please.....Please Stop!

Suzy was definitely a virgin. I had felt her hymen firmly in place and now, my face mere inches from her vagina I could see it as well. 

We had begun with talking about boys.....sex....the usual stuff....and, lying there on my bed side by side, it was just two friends talking. Suzy said she hadn’t even had her first kiss yet, so I moved in and planted a brief kiss on her lips. Her eyes widened and she said, “Oh..umm....that was...unexpected.” A brief silence ended with her saying, “Would you...do it again?” So I did. I moved in slower this time, and held her face as I kissed her lips once, twice, three times, each time lingering longer than the past. I felt her hand appear on my waist and on that third kiss, her lips parted and our tongues found each other. 

For a while, we just kissed, after all, I had no idea if this was just learning to kiss, or if she was becoming aroused and wanted more from me. When I felt her hand slip slowly upwards under my t shirt to my boob, I gathered that yes, she wanted more. 

For well over half an hour or so we kissed and touched each other’s boobs. I was a soaking mess between my legs, and judging by the soft mews of pleasure, Suzy wasn’t far behind me. I decided to test it out. Ever so slowly, gently, expecting to be stopped any minute, I let my hand leave her boob and stroke down her side, lower and lower until it was just below her waist, about mid thigh. Then I began gathering her skirt up. She knew what I was doing and made no move to stop me. Finally, my hand was under her skirt. I began stroking her thigh going higher each time until I felt her panties. I still wasn’t anywhere near her vagina, but she was clearly anticipating me making a move. As my fingertips brushed across her tummy and then down, she rolled away from me onto her back. I went with her so as not to break our kisses. As I reached her mound, and just a bit further, I felt her open her legs. Her panties felt warm and slick. 

Was it minutes later or hours before my hand was under the material? I don’t know. All I know is I remember passing my fingers over her sparse growth of pubic hair to her wetness and the sharp intake of breath as my finger found her clit. 

I thought I would make her cum like that, but she asked, “What’s it like when someone....goes down on you?” No way of describing that, and anyway, I felt it was more of a request. I inched myself slowly down her body and slowly eased her panties down and off. Spreading her legs again, I kissed up each calf, each knee and each thigh in turn before gently parting her wet lips and looking for the first time at her virginity. She shuddered as I placed my first kiss and got the reward of the first taste of her honey. My tongue found her clit and I began to write the alphabet on it. I like to do this the first time I go down on a girl. It’s fun to see how far I can get. 

A....B...C....D....E (always a good one since it has vertical and horizontal stroke) F....by now she was gasping for breath...it wouldn’t be long now. G....”No! Stop....oh please stop!” I did so instantly. She didn’t move, and was still panting. “I’m sorry.....oh....I felt like....I felt like I was going to pee.” I calmly explained that it often feels like that for a girl, especially during oral sex (and anal sometimes...go figure). I also told her that as far as I was concerned I could think of no higher compliment. 

A pause before I asked her if she really wanted to stop. She shook her head. “No....as longs as....” she didn’t need to complete the sentence. Anyway, she couldn’t because I had run my tongue from her bum hole back to her clit. Now, where was I? H....I....J....K. It was K that did it. It’s always K. I felt her hands on my head and her whole body wriggle. I slipped my tongue inside her as far as it would go and counted the contractions of her cunt. 1, 2, 3, and they kept going. I pressed my tongue sideways, on the muscles doing the squeezing which only made the orgasm more prolonged. By now her shoulders where coming off the bed with each convulsion. This looked more like a fit, but she was clearly enjoying it. I felt her juices run onto my tongue and there was nothing else to do but swallow them. Each time I swallowed, my top lip moved over her clit, making her cum more. 

Did she pee? No. Would I have moved if she had? No. I’ve been peed on before by a girl. Actually, I quite like it. No...wrong word...I like it a lot. Has a girl ever lost it and peed on my face...even into my mouth? Yes, twice. Neither was a full emptying of the bladder...just a squirt or two. 

Did I like it? Fuck yes!  What higher compliment can you have than to make a girl totally lose control?

Would I like a girl to deliberately pee in my mouth? No. Definitely not. That smacks of subservience and abuse, and I am not into that at all.