“Good choice. Put your hand on the back of my head, Tom. Pull me to you.”
He brought his hand up, slipping his fingers through her hair. He played with her silky tresses for a moment, then drew her forward, meeting her halfway.
“Are you wearing underwear, Tom?” she asked just before her lips touched his nipple.
“No, I’m not. I usually don’t at school.”
Her lips closed around his nipple, and she used them to chew on it lightly. Her tongue swirled around it, and he moaned, pulling her harder against him. Her finger had his zipper half way down, and she stopped as his pants sagged around his hips.
“Bite it, Tracy. You’re suppose to be biting it.” he groaned.
She looked up at him. his eyes were closed, and he was breathing heavily through his nose. His fingers tightened in her hair as he pressed his nipple harder against her mouth.
She took the tiny nugget between her teeth, biting on it gently. He jerked against her, and his other hand came up to rest on her shoulder. She realized that he was really enjoying what she was doing to him, so she sucked more of his tit into her mouth, and bit down a little harder.
He started to shake, and was pulling her head against him, so she kept biting down on the tender flesh of his tit bud. When she was afraid to bite any harder for fear of breaking skin, she pulled back, stretching his nipple away from his body. Shaking her head like a dog, she tugged it back and forth between her teeth.
She dropped one hand between his legs, sliding it slowly up his thigh till she felt his cock under her hand. She groaned into his nipple as she felt how hard it was. She forgot herself for a moment and bit down, forcing a long, loud moan from him. His cock throbbed powerfully under her fingers. She pulled her hand away quickly, not wanting to make him cum in his pants. She loosened her grip on his nipple at the same time.
Pulling back, she inspected his nipple, making sure she hadn’t bitten into it, then she looked up at Tom’s face.
He still had his eyes closed, and he was breathing heavily. He had relaxed his grip on her head, but still had his hand clamped to her shoulder tightly. She turned her head, leaning down to kiss him softly on the back of his hand. When she looked up at his face again, his eyes were open, and he was looking back at her.
“Someone’s done that to you before.” she said.
He just looked at her.
“Will you tell me who?”
He kept looking at her, so she looked back down and started opening his pant again.
“Tim. My brother, Tim.”
She stopped working on his zipper, and pulled back it up a little bit.
She nodded and looked up at him. “Okay.”
She kissed his stomach, running her tongue into his belly button, she stopped when he took her face between his hands and turned her face up toward him.
“Aren’t you going to ask me anything else?”
“Not about that. You’ll tell me when you want me to know.” She looked at him thoughtfully. “Let’s go back to my original question. But kick your shoes off first and get up on the bed with me.”
Pushing him away, she slid up onto the bed and stretched out. She patted a spot next to her. She watched as he kicked off his shoes, and started to open his pants.
“No, I want to do that. I like unwrapping my presents myself.” she said with a smile.
He pulled his shirt out of his pant, but left it on as he climbed up next to her.
She squirmed down a little so she could lay her head on his stomach, her hands folded under her chin.
“Tell me why Lois wants us to make love together. Besides having fun.”
He thought for a minute, then shook his head. “I don’t know.” he paused, then added, “Will you tell me?
“Honest is good. Keep that up, women like it. And yeah, I’ll give you my answer if you can’t think of it.” she kissed his tummy, then looked up at him.
“While you’re thinking about that, I have some more questions. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”
“Okay. What’s the first one?”
“Before yesterday, had you ever had sex with a woman or a girl?”
“No,” he said, shaking his head. She could feel him tensing up as he anticipated the next question.
“Did you feel me touching your dick while I was biting your nipple?”
“What? When… wait, gimme a sec, here.” He looked down at her. “Can we move around a little bit? I want to sit up like you were when I came in.”
She raised up off him, letting him move up on the bed so he was resting against the pile of pillows. She shook her head when he patted the place next to him. She crawled up, stretching out beside him once he got settled, resting her hands and her head on his stomach again.
“You don’t want me to hold you? I thought women like to be held.” he said quietly, trying to change the subject.
“We like to be held, or at least I do.” she paused for a moment, letting him stew. “I just want to look at you. I like looking at you.”
“But aren’t we going to… ”
“We are, and we have been. But you haven’t answered my last question.”
“N… no, I didn’t, or at least I didn’t notice it. When did you do it?”
“When I was biting your nipple, right near the end when I was biting it really hard, and pulling it away from your body.” she stopped, letting him absorb that. “I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it a few times, but it was throbbing so hard I though you might come in your pants. So I stopped.”
He was nodding, looking somewhere inside himself.
“Do you have any questions for me?”
“Not yet. Only the one I haven’t figured out yet. And you’re telling me alot about yourself with the questions you’re asking. And not asking.”
He held out his hand, and she gave him one of hers, but kept her steady gaze on his face.
“It’s not just sex is part of the answer. I expected to just start fucking when I saw you laying in the bed. If I had come in here and just taken off my clothes and got up on the bed, you would have fucked me, wouldn’t you?”
She nodded, smiling at him again.
“Did you see that I needed you to make love to my mind, before you had sex with me?”
She shook her head. “You did that. Your body was screaming be gentle with me. It’s okay, I like this, and I like you now. and when we get to the sex, it’s gonna be better for me. And you too I hope.”
She sighed, a wry smile on her lips now. “I know what sex with Lois is like. I’ve watched her having sex, and I had sex with, and made love with her. You can do both with the same person, you know.”
“Will you tell me the rest of it? Or what you think it is? I guess I’ll have to get the rest of it from her.”
“She’ll tell you it was because she wanted to fuck your brother. But that’s not all of it for her. From what I know, you pushed passed some barriers yesterday, and felt good about yourself when you left. How did you feel when you got up this morning?”
She turn and rolled over on her back, and laid her head on his stomach again, her body stretched out across the bed. Reaching up she pulled his hand down and put it on her breast. “Play with my titties. I want to feel you touching me.”
She pushed her bra down, and his hand closed over her tit. He molded and squeezed it gently, then moved over to the other one.
“I felt pretty good. I jerked off in the shower fantasizing about her sucking my dick. God that felt so good. Lois really knows what she doing.”
“That’s the way you’re supposed to feel.” She rolled her head to one side, and looked at him. “Do you want to have sex with me now?”
“No, or at least, not yet. I’m not through making love with you yet.”
“Oh my! How old are you? Don’t answer that. I don’t want to know.”
Taking his hand off her tit, she rolled over and got up on her knees. She moved over next to him, and rested her hand on his stomach.
