"Are you going to dare me to slap Kyle around with my tongue?" asked Matt.
"That would be funny to watch, but no. The tongue is for me, not Kyle. For your dare, when we get to school, you'll go to the gym locker room with me and use that tongue to pleasure me. Then we'll plot revenge against Kyle together."
Matt looked surprised, but then he leaned in to whisper in Jen's ear. "You could have just asked nicely; you didn't have to waste a dare on it." Then he tickled her ear with his tongue before sitting back up with smirk on his face.
Now it was Jen's turn to look shocked.
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Matt and Jen snuck into the gym locker room. There wouldn't be any gym classes for at least an hour, there were no before school sports, and the PE coaches were nowhere in sight. Dumping their backpacks in an unused shower stall and closing the curtain to keep them out of sight, Matt and Jen moved to the next stall. Jen had no idea Matt had a crush on her for more than a year now, but had never told her because she was rarely single, and he had no idea she was attracted to him. Matt pressed Jen against the side of the shower and kissed her. Jen found that his webbed hands felt strange, but pleasurable on her cheeks. As their tongues danced, Jen began to moisten at the thought of Matt's newly-enhanced tongue pleasuring her. Jen's past boyfriends had always been eager to sleep with her, but had always scoffed at pleasuring her orally even as they insisted she pleasure them.
Matt began to slide his hands down from Jen's face and remarked "I may have some trouble with your bra clasp with webbed hands."
"Not a problem," said Jen with a smile, "I'm not wearing one."
Matt slid his hands up under Jen's blouse to find her breasts were indeed bare underneath. He squeezed her breasts with his webbed hands, eliciting a soft moan from Jen. Without a word, she began to unbutton her blouse, all the while the two kissed and Matt fondled her breasts. When the blouse finally fell to the floor, Matt began kissing his way down Jen's neck to her breasts. Once there, he used his tongue to stimulate each nipple in turn while his webbed hands firmly grasped her butt.
As much as Jen was enjoying the foreplay, she grew ever more eager for the main event. "Don't wait any longer" she commanded.
Matt obeyed, and his webbed hands worked Jen's skirt loose followed by her panties while he kissed his way down her petite stomach. Assuming a frog like position on all fours, Matt stretched out his long tongue and brushed it against Jen's lower lips, sending a shiver a pleasure through her body. Then his tongue extended into her, feeling and touching her inside like she was sure no normal human tongue was capable. Jen began to moan softly as Matt pleasured her, his tongue darting in and out and all around, slowly working her toward a climax. Jen closed her eyes, reveling in the sensations and barely managing to remain standing against the side of the shower, her webbed digits splayed against the wall.
Just when Jen thought she was almost at her peak and she was either going to orgasm or collapse, she felt Matt's tongue slide out and not return. She opened her eyes to find...