"Tris", he pants. I glide my hand up and down his shaft, occasionally gliding my thumb over the tip. His breathing quickens. I suddenly take a sharp intake of breath when I find his hand clasping my heated center. He takes one finger and circles it around the hardened nub between my folds. "Ahhh", I groan again. I have never felt so much pleasure in my life. The fact that he is making it for me makes it even better. I try to continue to stroke his length, but I close my eyes as I get lost in the sensation of his finger circling the sensitive bud. I find myself nearing my climax when he stops. I open my eyes, wondering why he stopped. I find his face eye level with my center. I look up wondering what he is planning on doing when suddenly I feel his tongue lightly glide up between my folds. I instantly jump off the bed in a panic. I hadn't known that this was something that people do. I was not prepared for this. It is not like me to panic, but this whole new discovery has caused me to question what I know about sex. I'm shaking when I feel his hand take mine into his. He pulls me toward him into an embrace. "I didn't know that you hadn't known about this", he confesses,"I'm sorry I startled you. Do you need me to stop?" I regather my thoughts and attempt to accept that this is just another way to be intimate with him, and that is all I want from this. However, I'm still nervous. "I don't know", I reply,"for the first time in my life I'm just scared of what will happen. I don't know what to expect." "You didn't know what to expect when it jumped off that building and landed on the net for the first time", he reminds me,"You didn't know what to expect when you met me. You trusted me with your life at some point. All I ask now is that you trust me with this. I will not let you down, nor will I ever hurt you. Just... Trust me." "OK", I sigh. With that I lay back onto the bed with my legs spread wide open so he can have his chance. I bite my lip nervously waiting for what will happen next.