I knew from the previous night that it wouldn't be difficult to bring her to one, or even more, powerful orgasms orally – but what I wanted to do instead was to see how she would respond to more frequent, but perhaps less intense, climaxes. So I contented myself with simply doing what I could to get her aroused – though slowly, because I was enjoying what I was doing! – and ending with an 'ordinary' release for her.
It took several (pleasureable!) minutes before I felt her beginning to tense up; a couple more, and she slid into a gasping, moaning climax that caused her spasming vagina to push out small wavelets of her juices for me to savor. While she was in the throes of her release, I didn't do anything special to prolong or intensify it for her; for what I had in mind, I wanted it to be easy for her to recover so that we could continue. When the waves of pleasure had lessened to an occasional shudder of her body, I gave her cleft one last swipe with my tongue before raising myself up and moving to cover her body with mine – though supporting nearly all of my own weight, in consideration of her small size.
As I'd hoped, she was able to regain her senses fairly quickly. When she opened her eyes and saw me over her, she wrapped her arms around me and lifted herself off the bed so she could begin showering my face with kisses. When she finally lowered herself to lie on the bed again, the expression on her face was one of pure delight as she told me "That was just incredible! I thought you were maybe going to go nuts sucking on my tits or something, but the way you were kissing me and touching me… it was like I never really knew I had skin before, until you started doing all that stuff. It was so sexy and – what's the word? Sensual? – that it was like every little bit of me was getting worked up!"
I couldn't help but smile before I lowered my head to give her a kiss, and reply "Sex doesn't just have to be about the parts folks normally think of. And you said something else, yourself: that our time tonight will be something that touches you in your heart and in your soul."
She nodded her acceptance of what I said, and I could see her start think about it – but there were other things that I hoped she'd do. Shifting slightly, I brought my semi-erect penis into contact with the heat and humidity that told me where her opening was; that brought her mind back to where she was, and why she was there. With a smile, and look of eager anticipation, she started lifting her hips off the bed to begin rubbing her labia against my manhood. Her actions helped get me harder, but not enough – something that quickly frustrated her. In a surprising show of strength, she managed to roll me off of her and onto my back before sitting up long enough to say "I want you in me, dammit!" before reaching out to wrap her cool hand around my penis. After carefully stroking me a few times, she leaned over and took the head of my cock in her mouth. Swirling her tongue around it, she felt me begin to grow longer and harder in her hand, and quickly took over half my length between her lips before adding a gentle suction to the tongue action she was applying.
With that kind of stimulation, it wasn't but a couple of minutes before I was fully erect.
Satisfied that she'd gotten the results she was after, Jenny bobbed her head up and down my penis a few times, leaving a coating of her saliva as she let me fall from her lips. A few seconds more, and she was astraddle my hips, holding my erection in her hand as she got herself positioned over it. A little minor adjustment, and she had me pressing against the steamy entrance to her vagina; from there, it took her less than a minute to impale herself on my manhood, her firm ass settling onto the tops of my thighs as a look of absolute bliss took her over.
Reaching up, I ran my thumbs across her stiffened nipples as I savored the sensation of her hot, wet, tight sheath wrapped around me; there were frequent involuntary flutterings inside her that delighted and stimulated me, making me perfectly content to simply have her holding still as she was while I teased and toyed with the rubbery hardness of her dark nipples.
Still, when she finally did start moving on me, I quickly decided that the feeling of her two-sizes-too-small vagina sliding ever so slowly up and down my erection wasn't such a bad sensation, either.
Jenny's movements on me started very slow; from the expression on her face, it was almost as though she were actually feeling it for the first time, and found it fascinating. Stimulating too, apparently, because it didn't take long before she was moving herself on me more and more quickly – and lengthening the range of her movements, as well. Looking at where we were joined, I could see that the coating of saliva she'd left on me had been replaced by a film of her woman's oils. Her vaginal lips were so small that I could only see their very edges as my cock disappeared, then reappeared, between them. Easier to see was the fleshy pearl of her clitoris, again making an appearance to let me know that she was enjoying what she was doing. Well, that was only fair – I was enjoying her actions, too!
As time went by, her bounces on my 'lap' grew shorter but more frequent. Her increasing activity brought a fine sheen of perspiration to her body, making it a sensual experience for me to slide my hands around on her body. It also meant that her actions began to slow as she got tired. I moved my hands to her hips, and after a little bit managed to get her to hold still over me so I could tell her "You're getting tired. Let's shift things around a bit so I can take over for a while. Okay?"
She considered it for just a few moments before nodding her agreement and answering "Yeah, I've got to admit that I am getting a little tired…"
Sitting up, I took her into my arms then leaned forward enough to gently deposit her on the bed – making sure that we didn't become uncoupled in the process. Once my hands were free, I cupped her face and leaned down so the two of us could share a deep, passionate kiss before rearranging my legs. When I was done, I was almost sitting on the bed, but with my folded legs holding me slightly off of it; Jenny's legs were draped over mine. That left us in a position where I could start thrusting in and out of her with minimal effort: only about half my penis was moving in her, but that seemed to be enough to satisfy both of us.
With it taking so little effort on my part, I was able to make love with her that way for a nice, long time. Long enough, in fact, that she went through not just one but two orgasms – the second one noticeably stronger than the first. Along the way, I also discovered that if I was willing to push myself a little, I could bend forward far enough to be able to lick and suck on her breasts and nipples. It was a trifle awkward for me, and mildly uncomfortable, but a sacrifice I willingly made.
By the time our position became bothersome for me, I could tell that Jenny was well on her way toward another climax. I tried to judge whether I'd be able to help her reach it before I became too uncomfortable, and decided that it was probably better to change things around. I gradually slowed my movement in her, and when she looked up at me questioningly, I simply told her "Time for us to change again, okay?"
She readily smiled her agreement before responding "Uh, do me from behind again?"
I smiled back, and simply said "Glad to!"
It took only a few seconds for us to get separated and suitably relocated; as I positioned myself behind her, she looked over her shoulder and admonished me "No tricks this time!"
I couldn't help grinning as I answered "I promise: at no point will my fingers leave my hands!"
Her soft laugh was cut off by a groan of pleasure as I pressed myself into her, filling her in a single quick thrust.
It started out with me holding her by the hips as I pistoned in and out of her tightness; but when I moved my hands to play with her breasts and nipples, and then start caressing her body again, she started rocking back and forth to move herself on and off my manhood.