I realize that the way I'm positioned next to her, I can stretch out a little and still kiss her, so that's what I do. But when it's over, I kiss a little trail around so that I can use my lips to kind of nibble on her earlobe for a little while before kissing my way back to where her breasts and erect nipples are all but begging me to pay them some attention, again.
Leaning over her a bit, I find that I can easily get my lips fastened on the peak of each of her breasts, and I start sucking and licking her nipples. I hear her pleased moan, and then feel her try to lift her pelvis again to remind me not to forget that part of her, too. So I again divide my attentions between softly licking and sucking on her breasts and nipples, and using my fingers to map the area between her legs. My sense of touch tells me that her clit is a little bit smaller than most, but her moans and gasps when I touch it let me know that it's more sensitive, too. Exploring a little farther, I find that her labia are a bit thick – but warm and slick from her arousal; when I finally dipped the end of a finger between them, she managed to raise herself enough that I could feel the pressure. That was invitation enough for me, and I slowly and carefully began trying to slide a finger into her.
Now, it's been eight years plus since she got banged up; and she's already told me that she hasn't had any kind of sex – not even the self-administered kind – since it happened. So I know going into it that she has undoubtedly gotten smaller on the inside, what with nobody or nothing to keep her stretched out. Even so, I'm still amazed at how small and tight she is inside. It's only because I can keep my finger lubricated with her juices that make it possible for me to finally get it all the way in her. But after I get it thoroughly coated with her oils, and slide it in and out of her a few times, she surprises the crap out of me by having what could only have been an orgasm. It was small, and didn't last long, but there wasn't a doubt in my mind that that's what it had been – something that Evie confirmed shortly after it ended by saying "Jesus! I never thought a dinky little climax like that could feel so good!"
I raised up from the breast I'd been sucking on to look down at her and ask "You came? You actually had an orgasm, just from that?"
The grin on her face threatened to wrap around to the back of her head as she told me "Oh, yeah! I told you I liked sex before, and it's been so long, that even just your finger moving in me – it feels like something a lot bigger, by the way! – was enough. It wasn't earth-shattering, or anything, but it damn sure felt good, no matter how small it was!"
I couldn't resist grinning back at her, and giving her a kiss, before telling her "Well, you were right about being able to have orgasms, then. But I think we can help you have something better than that little old thing!"
The look of pleased expectation on her face was all the answer I needed before I went back to what I'd been doing before – after giving her another kiss, of course.
With my lips wrapped around one of her nipples again, I also returned to using my hand to arouse and stimulate her – still going slowly and carefully to make sure I didn't do anything to hurt her. Several minutes (and another small climax for her) later, and I'd been able to loosen her up enough that I was able to slide my finder in and out of her easily – something that pleased her immensely. By that time, I was ready to find out if she tasted as good as she smelled, and I gave each of her nipples a quick lick before sitting up in preparation for moving again. She seemed to realize what I wanted to do, and asked "Are… are you going to use your mouth on me?"
"I was going to, yeah. Would you rather I didn't?"
"Christ, no! I love it when a guy eats me; I was just hoping there was some way I could do you, too…"
She'd told me that she was still able to move her head fairly well, so I didn't doubt that she'd be able to do something. The problem as I saw it was getting us situated to where she could.
After looking around, and thinking about it a little bit, I thought I had a solution. Looking at Evie, I asked "If you're on your side and your legs are bent a little, do you think you could hold yourself like that?"
"Yeah, I think so."
Hearing that, I moved around so that I could roll her onto her side. Knowing that I was trying to help her do something she wanted to do, Evie helped as much as she could. When we were done, she was lying on her side, with her knees bent to give her some front-to-back stability while leaving her comfortable. I quickly grabbed one of the pillows and got it under her head; a little adjustment, and she was in a position that I thought would let both of us have our 'fun'. When I lay down in front of her in a position the would let me get my head between her thighs, she understood why the change in her position: just as my head was even with her pelvis, hers was even with mine – and once I moved close enough, she would be able to do what she wanted with little effort on her part.
Knowing that her range of motion would be limited, I moved myself closer to her until she told me the distance was right. Then I had another thought, and got her arm draped across my hip, telling her "If you want me to move, you can give me a little push or pull whenever you need or want and I'll stop when the pressure stops. That way, I'm never too close or too far for very long."
"Sounds like a plan to me – of course, there isn't any point to all of this unless you let me have your cock!"
Hearing that, there was nothing for me to do but reach between us and lift my semi-erect penis to her lips. When I did, she opened her mouth and fastened onto it like one of those fish you see stuck around a shark's mouth in those nature movies. It took me only a minute to realize that she wasn't going to be able to actually move her mouth on me the way most women would have; but she more than made up for it with the varying combinations of suction, tongue, lips, and enthusiasm she applied.
As for myself, I had a wonderful time after I'd gotten her 'top' leg positioned so that I simply had to apply a slight pressure to keep it in place – that is, out of the way.
I was more than pleased at the sight she presented me: the dark delta of her pubis did little to hide her glistening inner labia – and nothing to block the view I had of her opening and clitoris. Her eager attentions to my manhood only encouraged me to start my own efforts at pleasing her as much as she was pleasing me. My first considered action was to fasten my mouth over the entrance to her vagina and see if I could manage to lick her tonsils from the wrong direction. It turned out that I couldn't, but she made it clear that she appreciated the attempt. With the end of that small endeavor, the next thing to try was to see if I could manage to clean her of all the oils between her legs, using only my tongue. I had some success with that, up until her arousal reached the point that her fluids were leaking out of her as fast as I could collect them. Giving that up as a lost cause, I moved on to see what kind of mischief I could bring to her clitoris; and found that that was a challenge I was able to 'win' – if the number of progressively stronger orgasms I helped her through could be thought of as her 'losing'.
While I was busy with all of that, I still left a part of myself 'on watch' for the pressure of her arm on my hip to let me know she needed or wanted me to move. I have to admit to no small surprise that she was able and willing to take, and keep, my growing penis between her lips. Even when I'd reached full erection, she had over three quarters of my cock in her ever so talented mouth without indicating any discomfort or difficulty.
I'd been able to get my two smallest fingers into her and move them around while teasing her clitoris, and brought her to a fourth orgasm since starting to use my mouth on her when I finally felt her nudge my hip to let me know to move back. I quickly complied with her wishes, and when I'd moved far enough that my cock slipped from her mouth – she managed to give it a kiss before it got too far away – she told me "Fuck, that feels good! Christ, I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed all this, until now! But what I want, now more than ever, is to have you in me. I know I was too damn tight at first, but after what you've been doing with your fingers – which felt great, by the way! – I'm ready to get laid. And it's pretty damn obvious you're ready, too", she finished, with a laugh.