"W-What should I do next?" she asked, her voice hesitant, almost like she was hoping I'd just magically know what to say without making things even more awkward.
"Y-You don't know?" I asked, blinking at her.
"W-Well, I've never actually seen one before. I mean… isn't it obvious I don't have any experience?" she said, looking away for a second, clearly embarrassed.
Honestly, yup. That part was already pretty obvious.
But what I didn't expect was that she went as far as offering to help me out, saying she'd pleasure me so my erect cock would calm down, and now she was just… stuck. Like she hit a loading screen and didn't know what button to press next.
Now it felt awkward in a different way.
Should I actually teach her? Because somehow that felt a bit… off. Like I was stepping into territory that felt weirdly instructional. Not illegal or anything, but it was just… strange.
But if I didn't say anything, she was probably going to stay there like this, kneeling, staring at it, and not doing anything at all. And that would be even more awkward.
"W-Well… to start, maybe try holding it gently," I said.
She slowly reached her hand forward, like she was approaching something dangerous.
"L-Like this?"
The moment her fingers wrapped around my cock, I felt a sharp shiver run down my spine.
It wasn't even about skill. Just the fact that someone else was touching it like that for the first time was already enough to mess with my head a bit.
"Y-Yeah… that's good. Now just move your hand up and down," I said.
"O-Okay…"
Clara started moving her hand, slowly at first, like she was afraid she might break something if she went too fast.
While doing it, she kept looking up at me, her cheeks completely red, like she wanted to look away but couldn't.
I mean, I had some experience dealing with myself, sure. That part wasn't new.
But this? Someone else doing it? That was a completely different story.
Her grip was a bit inconsistent, and her rhythm wasn't exactly steady.
It wasn't bad. It still felt good, don't get me wrong.
Just not the kind of good that would immediately make me lose control.
"C-Clara… can you try something?" I asked.
"W-What is it?" she said, pausing slightly.
"Can you spit on your hand and spread it over?"
"W-What?" she blinked. "S-Spit?"
She let go for a moment, clearly unsure.
"Yeah… just drool some saliva onto your hand, then spread it around before touching it again. It'll make things smoother. Like less friction, more… well, better overall," I explained, trying not to sound too technical about it.
"I-I see…"
She hesitated for a bit, then brought her hand closer to her mouth.
Slowly, she stuck out her tongue and let some saliva drip onto her palm. It gathered there for a second, like she was making sure she did it right.
Then she looked at me again.
"L-Like this?"
"Y-Yeah… that's fine."
She placed her hand back on my cock and started spreading the saliva along it.
The difference was really immediate.
I felt my toes curl slightly from the sensation.
"I-It's shaking a little… are you feeling good?" she asked, watching my reaction carefully.
"Y-Yeah… it feels really good, Clara," I said honestly.
"I-I see..."
There was no point pretending otherwise. The slickness made everything smoother, and the way her hand moved felt a lot better now.
She seemed to gain a bit more confidence after that.
Her movements became more consistent and less hesitant.
Her breathing started to change too, becoming slightly heavier, and I could feel it brushing against the tip of my dick.
For some reason, my focus shifted to her lips.
That was what I kept looking at now. Slightly parted, moving with her breath.
I couldn't help but gulp.
"Clara… do you think you could use your mouth instead?" I asked.
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"O-Okay…"
I didn't expect her to agree that quickly.
But she did.
She leaned in closer.
Slowly, she opened her mouth a little and pressed her lips against the head of my cock.
The moment she made contact, a strong wave of pleasure hit me.
It started at the tip and shot straight through my body, all the way down my spine and back up again.
My toes curled harder this time.
"Kuh…!"
"Ah… did it hurt?" she asked immediately, pulling back just a little.
"No… it's just… really good. I couldn't help it," I said, trying to steady myself.
She smiled faintly, still blushing.
"Okay…"
Then she continued.
Her lips closed around the tip again, and the warmth alone made it hard to think straight.
I could already feel myself getting close.
It didn't help that she was looking up at me while doing it.
That alone was enough to mess with my head.
Her tongue moved slightly, brushing against the tip. Even though she was only focusing there, it still felt incredibly good.
Her technique was messy. There was no denying that.
But at the same time, it didn't matter.
If anything, the lack of experience made it feel more real.
I wasn't exactly in a position to critique technique anyway.
"S-Should I go deeper?" she asked.
She said it so casually that for a second, I thought I misheard her.
"I-If you want to… please," I replied.
After that, she opened her mouth wider.
Slowly, she tried to take more of me in, moving past just the tip.
I could feel the softness of her lips, the warmth of her mouth, and her tongue starting to move more around me.
"Kuh… nn…! S-Sorry, Clara… I'm about to…!"
I couldn't hold it.
The pleasure had built up too much and too fast.
My body reacted before I could think.
I reached out and placed my hand on the back of her head, pushing it a little deeper.
And then I came, releasing my cum into her mouth.