Friends and Lovers

slender and graceful shoulders. Her hair came down to a little past her shoulders, and when she pulled it out of the way, I immediately wanted to be a vampire so I could nibble on her neck. After taking a few more seconds to marvel at Nadia's ass some more, I sat back in the chair.

A brief word from Janet let her friend know that I was done, and she turned and sat down again without bothering to put on her panties or trying to cover her breasts.

She was looking at me somewhat anxiously when I told her 'You're very pretty, and very sexy. Obviously, your breasts aren't as big as Janet's -but almost. They have a delightful shape, and it wouldn't take much for me to fall in love with them – they're that nice to look at. Your waist and hips are absolutely*perfect* for you -' they make it obvious you're female, but without making you look like some Barbie doll. Your hair down there isn't really thick, but I don't see anything*wrong* with it, either. When the weather lets you, you should wear the shortest skirts or dresses your folks will let you have -' your legs look that good. If I was your boyfriend, you'd need a crowbar to get my hands off of your butt -seriously. When you pulled your hair out of the way, the first thing I thought was that I wished I was a vampire so I could nibble on your neck. Quite frankly, I have no idea why you would be worried about how you look -' except maybe for worrying about guys that see you, and walk into trees or walls or something.'

As I'd started talking, the anxiety started to leave Nadia's face; she actually smiled when I said the part about her legs, and laughed when I told her about her need for a crowbar. When I was done, it was easy to tell that she felt a*lot* better about how she looked. She only confirmed it when she sincerely told me 'Thanks, Danny.'

The three of us sat there for several seconds before Nadia and Janet shared some kind of Look with each other before facing me again. I was a little surprised when it was Nadia that told me 'I – I've never seen a guy before – you know, there. I mean, I've seen babies and little boys, but I figure it's different for guys like it is for girls. Would – would it be okay with you if – if I wanted to see how boys are different -' with you?'

With no apparent concern, I didn't hesitate to tell her 'Sure. You want me to stand up, or lay down, or what?'

She considered it for a moment before telling me 'I guess laying down. I don't know how long it'll take -', apologetically.

'No problem', I assured her.

I saw her ears get pink again before she asked 'Would you mind if I, um, touched, too?'

Standing up, I answered 'Look, touch, move things around – whatever you need, for however long you want.'

Realizing that she was in the way of where she wanted me to be, Nadia stood up and moved to the side to make room for me. Calmly and casually, I got rid of my undershorts and moved to lay on the bed. To try and put Nadia at ease, I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes, as though ready to take an extended rest. Several seconds later, I felt it as she sat on the bed again, then she and Janet got themselves positioned on either side of me at about hip level. From that point on, I was as passive and utterly indifferent to whatever happened as anybody could want. When I started to respond a little bit to what Nadia was doing to me with her hand, it was Janet that explained that what was happening wasn't something I was totally in control of -' and that it didn't necessarily mean anything. Janet also answered whatever questions Nadia had; I was there purely as the test dummy.

I don't know how much time passed, and didn't particularly care; it was only when I heard Nadia tell me 'Um, I'm done now, Danny' did I open my eyes and sit up again.

Seeing that I wasn't bothered in the slightest by what had just gone on seemed to give Nadia some assurance that she hadn't done anything to be concerned about. With me sitting up and paying attention, she did hesitantly ask me a few questions; I answered them as dispassionately as I could, making sure she knew when I was speaking for myself, and when I was extrapolating to guys in general.

A couple minutes went by with the three of us sitting there in silence when Nadia told me 'You've been real nice about all this, Danny, and a lot more patient and understanding than I thought you'd be -' even though I know I hurt you little bit, just now, even though I didn't mean to. Jan told me that you were a good brother, and that you wouldn't do or say anything to make me feel bad about all this, and she was right. My parents are kind of strict, and I've only been out with guys a few times, and our parents had to drive us; so I've never gotten a chance to, um, learn anything with them. I was kinda hoping that maybe – if it was okay, and you wanted to, I mean – maybe I could, uh, learn some stuff with you. I mean, you've been so NICE and everything; and I know I can believe Jan when she tells me that you wouldn't – push things, and that if I wanted to stop, you wouldn't be mad or upset.'

'As pretty and sexy as I think you are – yeah, I'd like it if you wanted to learn some stuff with me; and I'm*sure* that it would be okay, 'cause I wouldn't dream of doing anything that wasn't okay with you. You're right that I wouldn't be mad or upset or anything, either', I answered. Nadia was sitting close enough to me that I was able to lean forward with the obvious intention of kissing her; she didn't move as I touched my lips to hers in a brief, soft kiss before sitting up again.

When I looked at her, I could see how much that small gesture meant to her, and how much it calmed and reassured her. She didn't hesitate to move a little closer, and I shifted my body so that the two of us were facing each other. Nadia moved her head forward in invitation for me to kiss her again, and I did – continuing it until I felt her pull back slightly. I let the kiss end just as readily as we'd started it, visibly pleasing her. We exchanged several more kisses that way, each one lasting a little longer as we let ourselves get more and more involved in what we were doing.

As we were kissing, I put my hand on Nadia's hip -' and felt her stiffen slightly; but when I just left it there and used my fingertips to tenderly caress her soft skin, she quickly relaxed again. More kisses followed, and when I began to move my hand on her side, Nadia readily accepted my caresses so that I was able to move my hand all along her side, from below her hip to even with her breasts. Before much more time had passed, my other hand was duplicating what the first was as our kissing changed from friendly and affectionate to somewhat more impassioned.

I'd said that I wasn't going to try to make things happen any faster than Nadia was comfortable with, and I didn't -' but when she indicated she was ready to move things along, I damn sure didn't lag behind her, either. When she worked up the nerve to give my lips a brief, light touch with her tongue, I readily send my own out in welcome; it wasn't but a couple of seconds until they were in a running wrestling match that ranged from her mouth to mine and back. As that was going on, I slowly moved one of my hands around toward her breast – giving her time to let me know if she wasn't ready for my touch yet. Instead of objecting, she released a soft moan when my hand cupped her young mammary. I was still enjoying the warm mass of it when she pressed it against my hand, letting me know that she wanted me to do more than just hold it.

It wasn't long before I had both of my hands on her tits, running my thumbs across her erecting nipples, gently squeezing them in appreciation of how nice the felt, and softly caressing their smooth surface.

Between how we were kissing each other, and the way I was ministering to her bust, Nadia's arousal grew steadily. When it got difficult to continue kissing her because of her soft panting, she let me gently guide her down so that she was laying on the bed. She looked up at me in complete trust before I gave her another short, soft kiss on the lips -' then went on to kiss more and more of her, starting with her face, and gradually including her ears and throat. When I got to her neck, I couldn't resist making a 'rowr-rowr-rowr' rabid badger kind of noise and pretending I was biting and chewing the juncture of her neck and shoulder; she scrunched her shoulder up and laughed before relaxing again when I shifted back to simply kissing her as my hand stayed busy on her breasts.

She moaned softly in response to my nibbling on her earlobes with my lips, and had her hands in my hair when I began kissing my way down from her throat. When I finally fastened my lips on the peak of one of her breasts, she gasped and tried to press her chest up toward me.

While I tended to her delightful bust with my mouth and lips, I let my hand drift farther and farther down her body -' but stopping short of the dark delta at the base of her belly. Instead, I once again started caressing her sides – and including the terrain between them in the process. I know that there wasn't a single square millimeter of her belly and abdomen that my fingertips didn't come in contact with.

I'd brought the tips of her lovely breasts to glistening peaks before gently easing my hand down the top of one of her smooth, firm thighs. As I slowly traced a return path a little closer to the inside of her thigh, Nadia opened her legs and softly told me 'Please, Danny -' touch me there, too -'