She started off by telling me that she'd 'really, REALLY!" enjoyed what we'd done together – I'd made her feel things she'd only heard and wondered about. Then she said that she didn't know if I'd like her because, after she kind of stammered and stuttered a bit, she sometimes 'touched herself – you know, there…". It surprised her quite a bit when I laughed – she blushed*real* hard, and started to get upset with me, before I asked her "so what's the problem?". That seemed to surprise her even more, and she said that she'd 'heard' that it wasn't good to touch herself that way, and that all kinds of bad things would happen if she did. I told her that everyone masturbated, and that I'd have been seriously worried about her if she*didn't* touch herself. She seemed kind of doubtful, and I asked her if it felt good when she did that. She admitted that it did ("but not as good as what you do!"); so I told her to pinch herself – hard enough to hurt. She did, and asked me why I'd told her to do it. I said that it was so that she'd be sure and know the difference between doing something that hurt her, and doing something that felt good. I asked her if she'd ever tried to smoke. After a bit of mumbling, she admitted she had. I asked her what happened, and she said that it had made her cough, and sick to her stomach. I pointed out that her body would tell her when she was doing something bad for it, and that if she did something that felt good, then it wasn't hurting her physically. I followed that up by telling her that making herself feel good wasn't a bad thing for her physically, but that if she did it too much, or did it to the exclusion of other things, then it would be bad for her emotionally. I told her that she had seemed to enjoy what we'd done, so I didn't think there was much chance of her having any emotional problems about masturbating when she wasn't able to be physical with someone else. That seemed to relieve her mind quite a bit, and she soon changed the subject (slightly) toward birth control. She asked me a few questions, and I gave her what information I knew, always being careful to separate what I knew as fact, and my own personal opinion. She listened carefully to my answers, and had just said "I like talking to you about stuff – you don't try to tell me stories or pretend you know everything; when you aren't sure or don't know, you say so". I was about to thank her in reply when the doorbell rang – the pizza had arrived.
With the arrival of food, all conversation stopped for a while. I turned on the TV to catch the news while we ate; I was amazed at the amount of food that Robyn could put away – the little imp tucked away 3 slices from a large pizza, and a Coke, and only after careful thought decided not to go after a fourth slice, saying "I'll save it for later, when I'm hungry again."
When I went to put the pizza carcass in the fridge, Robyn got up and headed toward the bathroom; I sat back down on the couch, and couple minutes later, she came back into the living room – stark naked!
My penis immediately started to jump to attention, but I tried to stay calm – asking her if she wasn't going to get a bit cold that way. She giggled a little, smiled, and said "I've been thinking about it a lot lately, and I've decided that I want my first time to be with YOU." I told her that I was flattered that she thought that way about me, and said that what she was saying was something that could happen only once: she couldn't go back to being a virgin. She said that she knew that, but that she also understood what I'd said about taking her time and being careful and patient – she knew that if she let a boy her own age do it, he would hurt her, and she wouldn't feel good like she did with me. She also said that she thought that if she let a boy her own age be the first, he'd talk about it to all his friends, and people would talk badly about her – but that she knew I wouldn't say anything because she trusted me. I asked her if she'd thought about the possibility of getting pregnant, and she said she had; that was why she'd asked me about birth control. She said that she couldn't get birth control pills or an IUD yet, and that she didn't think men liked using condoms, so she thought that making love at a time when she couldn't get pregnant was her best choice for her first time; and that she wasn't going to start her next period for another couple of days, so she knew that she couldn't get pregnant then.
I had to admit to myself that she seemed to have thought the matter out pretty well. Of course, I also had to admit to myself that the idea of being the first one to jump her cute little body had a certain appeal, too!
About that time, the phone rang – I damn near didn't answer it, but then remembered that her mother would be calling to see how things were going, and let me know where she was. I answered it, and sure enough, it was Robyn's mother. When I picked up the phone, Robyn came over to me, and started undressing me while I was talking to her mother.
Her mother asked me how things were going, and I told her just fine – that we'd already had our supper; she asked about it, and I told her about the pizza and how much Robyn had eaten (Robyn pausing long enough to stick her tongue out at me), and what we'd done before supper. As she told me about her trip, Robyn continued to undress me – and because I was talking to her mother on the phone, my penis had shrunk back down. When Robyn got my pants and underwear off, she saw that, and decided to do something about it – kneeling down and taking me into her mouth, softly sucking and licking it. I couldn't help but get hard again (damn, that kid was good!), and it was all I could do to make the appropriate polite noises to her mother at the other end of the line. Finally, though, her mother started to wind down, and gave me her phone and room number at the hotel.
When I'd written them down, she said she wanted to talk to Robyn for a bit, so I held the phone out, called out Robyn's name, and gestured to her to wait a few moments – as though she had to come to the phone from farther away than my now-hard dick. She understood, and after a few seconds, took the phone from me, and sat down to talk with her mother. I figured that if Robyn could do it, I could, too, and kneeled down in front of her, put her legs over my shoulders, and started licking her damp crotch. The first time I got to her clitoris, her breath caught in her throat, and she had to tell her mother that it was just a hiccup from the pizza, making me smile at her before resuming my ministrations.
After only a few minutes, I heard her telling her mother goodbye.
I stopped sticking my tongue in her vagina for a little bit, so that she could hang up the phone, and when she was settled again, started up on her clitoris.
She let me continue for a little bit, then said "that feels wonderful, but I want more – I want it*all*". I told her "You know, we can finish this off this way, and there won't be any harm done"; Robyn responded by saying "I chickened out on you the first time; don't chicken out on me, now". I smiled at her, nodded my head, and stood up, so that she could get up, too. I bowed to her, and swept my arm toward the bedroom, indicating that I would follow her (all the better to watch her cute little ass move). She smiled back, and fairly flounced her way into the bedroom, almost giving me eyestrain watching her tight buns dance around.
When we got into the bedroom, she hesitated a little, as though she wasn't sure what to do, but quickly recovered, and laid down on the bed. I stood there, looking at her, for several seconds – enjoyed the way she looked. I finally gave in to temptation, and got up onto the bed with her, laying next to her. She looked a little worried for a bit, and asked me "So what do we do now?".
I told her that the best to go at it (she smiled at the pun) would be if I stretched the inside of her vagina a bit first, so that my penis wouldn't seem quite as large. After she was stretched a little more inside, I'd stop so that she could relax a little bit from it, and then whenever she was ready, we could get my penis in her. She asked me how we'd do that, and I explained to her that it would be easiest for her if I laid on my back, and she could get over me, and lower herself down onto it – that way, if she started to feel any pain or discomfort, she could stop or pause for as long as she needed. That seemed to calm her a little, so I kissed her, and when she started to kiss me back, opened my mouth and started licking her lips. She quickly opened her mouth in return, and we started French-kissing as our hands roamed over each other's bodies. It wasn't long before she was starting to moan, so I gently separated us, and moved down to where I could reach her crotch more easily. She knew what I was going to do, and brought her feet up and spread her legs, giving me the best access to her vagina.