Friends and Lovers

don't know what you're talking about. I mean, you and me and Janet – we're still all just kids the way most adults think of us, and they aren't real good at paying attention to us. What Janet and I have found that seems to work pretty good is to kind of sneak up on adults about this kind of stuff. Don't try to tell them everything you want them to know all at once; instead, you keep mentioning different parts of whatever it is in ‹/nowiki›_little_ ways over a period of time. Mom says it's kind of like feeding a baby: you aren't going to give them the whole jar of baby food in ten minutes; it just doesn't work that way -' you have to give them tiny little bites every so often while you've got their attention, even if it takes an hour. And Dad says that the most important part of any kind of relationship is communication; people have to be willing to stop assuming things and start making them clear to each other if they want to make the best out of it. I can't tell you how many times I've heard Mom or Dad tell the other one something you'd think they already knew, just to make sure that the other person did know. It's the same way with me and Janet – I *tell* her that I love her, and why. Remember, most people don't really THINK about love; so it takes them a little while to understand that they can, and maybe should, be doing it too when another person tells them why that person likes them or loves them. But once another person knows that you love them for what's inside, they know that as long as they have whatever it is, they'll have your love, too – and that if there's more of the good stuff, then they'll get more of your love. Remember that trading love stuff we talked about? Almost nobody realizes that's what they're doing, or why they're doing it. Mom and Dad, and Janet and I, we do -' and because we are actually thinking about it, it means even more to us. Think about it: which would you spend first – five dollars you found on the ground, or five dollars you had to work for? And which would be more important to you, and make you happier -' what you bought with the found money, or the money you earned?'

Nadia told me 'I know what you mean. I've got a blouse at home that I bought with money I earned from babysitting; I know if my mom or dad had just given me the money for it, I wouldn't wear it as much as I do.'

After that, the two of us lapsed into silence again.

When several minutes had passed, it was Nadia that interrupted the quiet to tell me 'Talking to you was nice, and it makes me feel a lot better -' but it's not what we came in here and got naked for. Even more that I did before, now I know that I want you to make me an ex-virgin.'

Releasing her from my arms, I was glad that the two of us could kiss again – particularly after Nadia's enthusiasm and desire skyrocketed after the first one.

As our lips remained in almost constant contact, our hands were all over each other's bodies; it didn't take much longer before both of us were ready to take more immediate and direct action to get each other even more aroused. It was Nadia's idea that we stop kissing (we were panting too hard to have much success with it, anyway) so that she could clamber over me to get her hand and mouth on my semi-erect penis while giving me equal access to the area between her smooth thighs. As she was taking the head of my cock between her lips, I was slipping the end of my tongue between hers – Even with our rapidly increasing passion, both of us were careful to take our time to pleasure each other, as well. With it to be Nadia's first time, she readily let me bring her to an orgasm as she restrained herself to simply getting and keeping me hard.

I'd happily lapped up the overflow of her juices that came about from her climax, and she'd pulled herself together enough to make sure I was still hard when I heard her say 'That felt real good -' but now it's time for you to be IN me!' before she carefully moved off of me. When she was sitting on my bed, I sat up next to her and asked 'Do you want this to happen any way in particular? If you're on top of me, it's probably easier for you because you decide how fast and everything; but I'm okay with whatever you want.'

She gave me a smile before answering 'I appreciate what you just said about how I could make it easier; but I want you on top of me, so we can kiss and everything, and so I feel like I'm giving myself to you the way I want to.'

I just smiled and nodded, and she got herself turned around before laying back and getting one of my pillows under her head. When I looked at her, she blushed slightly before telling me 'I – I want to be able to see while you make a woman of me -'

When I started to move, she drew her knees up and spread her legs to make room and open herself up to me. Her eyes were locked on my glistening erection as I got myself into position over her. Reaching between us, I levered my cock down and lowered my hips to get the head between her labia and nestled against her opening. She was looking up at me in anticipation as I told her 'I really will be fine with it if you want to stop this -' at 'any' time.'

'I know you would, Danny. But I want this, with you, more than anything.'

I knew how true that was when I began to press myself against her entrance: I could feel her deliberately trying to relax herself to let me in. Sooner and easier than I thought it would happen, I felt the head of my cock slip through the tight ring of her opening. She gasped when it happened, and I immediately held myself still in her as I asked 'Are you okay? Do you need me to take it out?' 'Don't you*dare* pull out of me!' she exclaimed, followed by telling me 'Yes, I'm fine -' better than that, even – just having that much of you in me feels good. I was just surprised when it happened, is all.', more calmly.

Looking at her closely, it didn't appear that she was in any distress; all I could do was wait for her to let me know it was okay to continue -' something that happened just a few seconds later when I felt her press herself up against me while her eyes were locked on where we were joined. When I began to press my hips forward again, she released a soft moan as she watched and felt as almost a couple inches of my penis disappear between her vaginal lips. I slid myself in and out of her a little bit to make sure I was coated with her oils, then slowly eased most of what was left of my erection through her portal before I paused to get myself lubricated some more. The next push of my hips ended with my pubic hair merged with hers.

Realizing that I was all the way inside her, Nadia looked up at me in something akin to awe as she softly told me 'That was amazing – watching and feeling it at the same time while you got inside me. It feels so good, the way you make me feel so – so – full -' it's like there was something I was missing and didn't know it, and now I have it -'

I lowered myself to support my body with my elbows so that Nadia and I could kiss -' and so I could have a little time to get used to having her around me. It had been a while since the first time I'd been with Sis, and Nadia's tight sheath felt a lot better around me than I was used to. By the time we got through kissing and trying to check each other's tonsils, I was in full control of myself again -' and Nadia was more than ready for me to start moving in her.

The first few strokes I made in her were long and leisurely, meant to ensure that I was properly coated with her lubrication and to give her the chance to let me know if she was having any problems. The way she arched herself up in welcome to my slow-motion thrusts let me know she was doing fine; from there, it didn't take long for me to get into a rhythm that she plainly found satisfactory. Still supporting myself on my elbows, I could feel the hard peaks of her breasts drawing designs on my chest in time with my motions in her. I also used the opportunity to continue kissing her -not just on her lips, but her eyes and the corners of her mouth and her shoulders and anyplace else that I could reach. When I managed to nibble on her earlobe with my lips, she released a deep groan as she dug into my back with her fingernails.

When the pressure on my elbows got to be too much, I moved to support myself with my arms as I continued to piston in and out of Nadia's warm, tight channel. From that position, I was able to lower my head and arch my back enough that I could get my mouth on her breasts -' much to her enjoyment. When sucking on the ends of her breasts got difficult, I carefully took one of her nipples between my teeth, and let the swaying of her breast create the gentle tugging on it as I held it still. In response, Nadia became even wetter around me as she got even more aroused from the resulting sensations.

Tight and warm and wet as Nadia was inside, I was having a tough time maintaining control of myself as I continued to slide my stiff dick in and out of her more and more quickly. When I felt her vagina begin an intermittent clenching around me as she got closer and closer to what I just*knew* was an approaching orgasm, that 'tough time' turned into 'real challenge'. And as the time between those clenches got shorter and shorter, the challenge increased proportionally -' and finally became more than I could withstand. Reluctantly giving myself over to the need to get off, I began pistoning myself in her progressively faster – and harder. In turn, that only accelerated how fast she approached her release, which only made things that much worse for ME. It wasn't long before my room was filled with the liquid-toned slapping of my pelvis meeting hers overlayed with the assortment of pants, gasps, moans, groans, and other sounds each of us was making in our upward spiral of passion and pleasure.

I was reduced to fighting to delay my own climax seconds at a time when Nadia found her release. Wrapping her legs around my waist, she lifted her hips off the bed in an attempt to get as much of my cock inside herself as