I explained that although I was above average in length and girth, it was not too much for any vagina I had ever encountered. “A woman’s vagina can stretch to accommodate most men, Julie,” I said. She looked up from my organ in her hands and looked into my eyes. She curled a corner of her mouth up in an impish little smile, as if saying, I’d like to try that out.

Instead, she said, “What do you need me to do now, Doctor?”

“Keep stroking my shaft, and take the head of my penis in your mouth.” She did as she was told. “Now,” I said, “tighten your lips and use your saliva to stroke the head with your mouth.”

She was a very fast learner and was bringing me close to orgasm as I was extremely attracted to her at this point. I looked over at Andrew and saw the look of awed envy, his eyebrows furrowed. At the same time, he had another erection, his hand masturbating his small penis feverishly.

In a few minutes, I said, “Good girl, Julie. Now I’m going to cum!”

She pulled me out of her mouth and I shot stream after stream of hot cum on her face forcefully. I heard Andrew cry out, and looked over to see his orgasm dribbling out of his miniature organ.

“There’s so much!” Julie called out. “I never thought that there could be so much—and I love it.”

That last sentence was too much for me, and without instruction or preparation, I pushed her onto the table, leaned her back, spread her legs, and dropped my head down into her very wet pussy. She let herself be taken, using a hand to wipe my cum off her face, and then, as I looked up, I saw her lick her fingers. That made me want her even more, and I licked her pussy as if it was my life’s goal to make her cum. Andrew tried to look and learn how I was licking her, but I couldn’t explain, I just needed to make her cum. He could learn by watching. I used my hand, rubbing her inside, licking her with fast, light, regular motions, until she was pushing her hips into me with her hands on my head, pulling me into her pussy, screaming out, “Oh god!” in a tremendous orgasm.