He was still a bit shy and nervous, but when I put my finger into his mouth, his eyes immediately lit up. His lips and teeth gently wrapped around my fingertip, and his tongue swirled around my fingerpad, lightly brushing each space between my fingers. A numbing sensation immediately pierced into my heart.
While breathing heavily, I gently instructed him:
“You can also lick the back of my hand… the base of my nails are also very sensitive…”
He listened obediently, licking one by one, from my palm, the back of my hand, to each knuckle, joint, and the space between my fingers. Each lick carried a hint of careful exploration, yet also the unique impulse and childishness of a young man.
He turned my hand over and gently kissed the inside of my wrist. It was so delicate that just a touch would make me shiver. I gently gasped, and my fingers trembled slightly.
“Here too…”
I gently pushed his head towards my collarbone. He lowered his head, his lips landing in the hollow of my collarbone, and his tongue fluttered over it like a butterfly, leaving behind a subtle coolness and a fiery kiss mark. I couldn’t help but clamp my thighs together, my body heating up from this pure licking.
He followed my collarbone all the way up, kissing the side of my neck where the veins were clearly visible. My body was filled with a tingling sensation, and I couldn’t help but moan softly, “A little lighter, a little slower…”
He seemed to understand my desire. His tongue lingered on my neck, his hot breath puffing on the back of my ear. One hand continued to gently rub my breasts, while the other mimicked my movements, slowly circling and plucking my nipple.
“You can try my armpit too… don’t be shy, it’s very clean, very sensitive… If you lick it with your tongue, I’ll go even softer…”
I gently lifted my arm, gesturing for him to come closer. He hesitated, but finally lowered his head and took a lick, then a gentle suck. I instinctively clamped my arms, and my body couldn’t stop trembling.
He became more and more daring, lowering his head to bite my nipple, gently scraping it with his teeth, then releasing it, sucking my areola and the base of my breast. His palm wrapped around my breast, slowly applying pressure. I couldn’t help but let out a string of moans, feeling as if my entire being was about to melt into a puddle.
I tilted my neck back and gasped, saying softly, “You can also touch my neck, the back of my neck. It’s very sensitive, it’ll make my scalp tingle…”
He reached up, his palm sliding from the base of my neck to behind my ear, his fingertips gently tracing lines on the back of my neck, as if injecting electricity into my body, little by little.
With his every action, my body became softer and more eager to be possessed by him. I looked at his fingers nervously fumbling on my chest, and encouraged him with a low, breathless voice:
“Don’t be afraid, I like being touched like this… if you want, you can also try to gently rub and pinch my nipple… you can do anything you want…”
My voice was soft, carrying a hidden mix of anticipation and bashfulness. His hand finally grew bolder, gripping my breast more firmly. His thumb and forefinger gently twisted my nipple, then he took it into his mouth again, deeply sucking and licking.
In that moment, I felt as if all the nerves in my body were stretched to their limit. Every inch of my skin became sensitive, fragile, and so happy, because of his learning and exploration.