July 31, 2008

  • The Virgin, Part 2

    This is part 2 of a 3 part series.  Part 1 can be found HERE.


    Mike
    and Rebecca went upstairs to the master bedroom next to Jeannette’s room.  With their clothes still on, they cuddled
    together on the king size bed and soon Mike was asleep.  Rebecca, however, merely dozed and continually
    awoke to see Mike next to her, to smell his masculine odors, feel his warmth,
    and remember how his face contorted with glee as she brought him to
    orgasm.  She remembered how his hard
    stiff member felt in her hand.  How he
    told her what to do and how he responded to her strokes.  Her excitement and his closeness kept her up
    falling in and out of erotic dreams.  In
    one dream she couldn’t remember she thinks she might have orgasmed
    herself.  Her panties and pants were as
    wet as she had ever been.

     Eventually,
    as if some survival instinct took over she rolled over, away from his body and
    fell into a deep sleep.  It was late
    morning when Jeannette finally came into the room.  She was still wearing her long t-shirt style nightie
    (and nothing else!).  She crawled unto
    Rebecca’s side of the huge bed.  She
    crawled quietly so as to not wake both of them. 
    She gazed at Rebecca all huddled up in her clothes.  She was truly a beautiful girl and you didn’t
    have to be a boy to appreciate that.  To
    think that she might still be a virgin, as Jeannette suspected, was
    unbelievable.  Jeannette remembered
    secretly listening and watching the two of them last night and every indicator
    pointed to the fact that, at 21, Rebecca had NO experience with boys.  At 19, Jeannette had already had 3 boys – 1
    being in his mid 20’s – and considered that she had a pretty broad experience
    with them.

     She
    felt sorry for her poor inexperienced cousin. 
    Not only because she had so little experience but based on what she saw
    last night, she had yet to receive any satisfaction with Mike.  Seeing her fully dressed merely confirmed her
    suspicions. 

     “Psst.  Psst. 
    Wake up sleepy head,” she whispered. 
    She brushed her long silky brown hair off of Rebecca’s cheek.  Her fingertips glided along her smooth skin
    and across her sensitive ear.  A smile
    came across Rebecca’s face and Jeannette thought it was giving off light.  Jeannette leaned forward and kissed her.  It was not a sisterly kiss.  It was directly on Rebecca’s full pink moist
    lips.  It wasn’t a long kiss but it
    wasn’t a peck either.  It was enough to
    send a chill through Jeannette.  A
    tingling shiver that ran right into that place between her legs.

     Jeannette
    was a bit surprised herself at the energy in the kiss and not sure if Rebecca
    felt it too, she decided to go for another. 
    This time her lips lingered, softly caressing her cousins still lips
    until they responded to her.  Lips to
    sweet lips with an energy that was hot.  
    Jeannette had experienced the pleasure of another woman’s charms.  She and her best fiend in high school used to
    teach each other about sex.  They
    experimented with all phases.  They
    kissed a lot.  They touched and rubbed
    and brought each other to orgasms.  They
    suckled each other and gave each other oral pleasures.  They even tried a vibrator but Jeannette
    enjoyed the soft warm personal touches to that of any mechanical device.  She knew she wasn’t gay and she went on to
    have three boyfriends but she also knew that there was pleasure in sex with
    another woman too. 

     She
    had not intended to come on to Rebecca when she came into the room but after
    these initial kisses, her desire to continue with her beautiful cousin was
    unmistakable.  She cradled Rebecca’s head
    with her hands and closing her eyes, kissed her again.  This was a deep long lingering kiss that
    Rebecca seemed glad to return. 
    Jeannette’s fingers dove deeply into Rebecca’s hair, pulling her mouth
    and face closer.  Gripping her head,
    kissing her, Jeannette could feel her passion stirring.  She could sense Rebecca’s passion stirring as
    well and she moved her body into a closer position, so that her breasts were
    pressed against her and their legs were intertwined.  Her lips moved off of Rebecca’s and they
    touched her cheek, then her neck and up to her ear.  Quickly kissing with soft lips around her
    face, occasionally lingering here or there to spread some warmth.

     Rebecca’s
    breathing became noticeably louder, and Jeannette caressed her shoulders,
    rubbed her back, quickly unsnapping her bra, hugging the curvaceous form of her
    cousin.  Jeannette pressed their bodies
    together, moving her legs inside Rebecca’s. 
    Pushing her thigh into Rebecca’s crotch and feeling her warmth.  Encouraged by this Jeannette began to
    unbutton Rebecca’s blouse, switching her eyes from Rebecca’s face to a rather
    demure glance at her own hands and down into Rebecca’s wonderful cleavage.  Rebecca looked a little stunned as though she
    had no idea where this was going but Jeannette could tell that this little virgin
    was enjoying it too much to stop. 

     Her
    blouse unbuttoned, Jeannette pulled the material out of her pants and opened
    both side panels fully exposing her pale soft smooth skin.  Her hands felt Rebecca’s warm flesh and found
    their way to her bra covered breasts. 
    With the bra already unhooked, it was relatively easy for Jeannette to
    pop it off of Rebecca’s firm and full breasts. 
    Her hand caressed the breast first by feeling its fullness, its
    roundness, squeezing it gently.  Then her
    fingers skimmed over her nipple and circled her sensitive areola.  Rebecca moaned and her body stirred with
    Jeannette’s manipulations.  As Jeannette
    continued, she again kissed Rebecca’s now moaning mouth. 

     Jeannette
    was finding her cousin the most exciting woman she had ever been with – not
    that there had been that many.  Her
    moaning and the steady shifting of her body ignited her desires.  Rebecca’s breasts were so exciting to
    hold.  They had a firmness and fullness
    and softness that her own seemed to lack. 
    Jeannette just loved the way that Rebecca’s nipple stiffened under her
    touch and she could feel all the bumps around her elongated nipple tighten and
    bloom.  She loved her lips and the way
    she shyly but unmistakably was returning her kisses.  So soft, so gentle, so feminine. 

     Rebecca
    was unwillingly moving her body.  Her
    legs were running back and forth between Jeannette’s and her torso was slowly
    moving from side to side.  This movement
    woke Mike, who unaware of what was going on behind him, stretched and loudly
    yawned.  His hands clasped together and
    stretched over his head pulling his back and legs into a straight
    position.  Jeannette’s kissing and
    touching continued persistently.  When he
    turned on his back and saw the two girls entangled, it was like being hit with
    a cold pan of water.  His senses immediately
    came to alert.  A little shocked, he
    froze.

     “The
    bathroom is over there, Mike,” said Jeannette. 
    “Why don’t you use it and then return and join us.  Or at least watch us.”  And she returned to kissing and caressing
    Rebecca.  Mike was frozen for a few
    minutes.  He could feel his cock growing
    but it was terribly uncomfortable in the tightness of his pants.  How did Jeannette know that about him, he
    thought?  Soon he got up and went into
    the bathroom, taking more time than he wanted but he had to calm down a little
    before he could pee and that took him a while.

     When
    he returned, Jeannette had removed Rebecca’s shirt and bra entirely.  She had worked her way down her body and was
    kissing her stomach while unzipping the fly of her pants.  Mike also noticed that in the movement of
    sliding down Rebecca’s body, Jeannette’s nightie had crawled up her torso
    exposing her rounded ass.  Happy New
    Year! thought Mike and a huge smile crossed his face.  He had no idea what was going to happen but
    was thanking his lucky stars for this very moment.   Seeing Rebecca’s breasts and Jeannette’s ass
    was pretty good alone but they were also going at it and he was certainly
    enjoying that scene. 

     “You’re
    just going to have to take your own clothes off, Mike.  That is, if you want to,” Jeannette said a
    bit sarcastically.  By now she was
    pulling Rebecca’s pants down over her hips along with her white cotton
    panties.  Her mouth tasted each newly
    exposed piece of Rebecca’s flesh. 
    Rebecca reached over and took a pillow and put it over her face.  Like an ostrich it gave her a sense of not
    being seen or not being present as her clothes were being removed leaving her
    naked on the bed.  Mike’s reaction time
    was clearly being affected by his inability to take his eyes off of the
    wonderful unveiling in front of him, but he clumsily tore off his clothes.

     Jeannette
    worked her mouth in between Rebecca’s legs and was slowly licking her swollen
    lips.  She started very gently and very
    slowly, forcing Rebecca to move her hips as a demand for more contact.  Jeannette obliged and worked her tongue in
    between her lips into the fold of her slit, 
    Up and down her wet soft tongue moved coming just below her enlarged
    clitoral limb and just around the outside of her vaginal opening.  Her tongue rimmed her opening but did not
    penetrate.  Rebecca could feel her tongue
    stretching the muscle at the edge. 
    Rebecca could also feel hands on her breasts, followed by a warm breath
    and a wet kiss right on her nipple as Mike joined in. 

     Mike
    kept his eyes open watching the way that Jeannette teased and played her tongue
    around a large part of Rebecca’s genitals. 
    He sucked on the perfect hard nipple before him while he watched.  Jeannette worked her tongue around Rebecca’s
    clitoris, slowly, gently.  Rebecca’s
    pussy was not shaved as many of the women her age did these days.  Her fine hair was a bit coarser down there
    but still rather silky.  Mike was amazed
    at how well he could see her slit and clitoris and pussy.  Perhaps it was because Jeannette had
    moisturized it with her tongue.  Perhaps
    because her lips were swollen with excitement and it parted like the
    Red Sea.  But Mike was enjoying his
    view.  He realized that all of his
    experience to date had occurred at night, in darkness, or at best with the
    light from a candle.  Here in the bright
    glow of daylight, mysteries were being revealed to him.

     Jeannette
    continued her persistent lapping around Rebecca’s clitoris while she inserted
    two fingers just inside her virginal opening. 
    Slowly she pushed her fingers inside looking to see if her cherry was
    still intact.  Meanwhile Rebecca was
    beginning to cum.  She had mistaken
    sessions of wet moisture generating excitement with actual orgasms.  It was not until this very moment that she
    realized she had never experienced the real power of an orgasm.  She moaned very loudly as everyone began to
    give it to her.  Mike’s slurped on her
    nipple pulling on the hard nub and letting it go repeatedly.  Jeannette licked and lapped at her clit,
    around it, over it, under it, moving as quickly as her tongue could.  Her fingers penetrating deeper and rubbing
    inside where her G spot might be. 
    Jeannette found no cherry to block her way and reached deeper.  Rebecca gasped and cried out and sobbed as
    the multiple assaults on her sensitive parts overwhelmed her.

     “Stop
    it!  Stop it!” she screamed and Mike
    thought she might actually be upset.  She
    put her hands on Jeannette’s head and pushed. 
    Jeannette removed her mouth but for just a second until Rebecca stopped
    pushing and dove back in for another smooch to the area of her clit.  Rebecca wriggled away and the pillow came off
    of her face.  “I need a moment,” she
    said. 

     “That’s
    the attitude cuz” kidded Jeannette because in a minute you are going to have to
    let Mike fuck that pretty pussy of yours. 
    Can you wait one minute, Mike?” 

     “I
    don’t know,” he said.  “Just look at
    me!”  He thrust his hips forward proudly displaying
    his rigid member.  It did look stretched
    to its limit but the smile on Mike’s face told the women he would wait.

    Part 3 can be found HERE.

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