"M-maybe you can start me off Mom...as long as you teach Jeremy everything."
Caitlin nodded. "Deal," she told Courtney. She looked at the nude young man lying on her daughter's bed holding hands with her equally naked daughter. "Help me spread the towel, and then let's make sure you're ready to help, Jeremy," she said.
The young almost-lovers reluctantly rose from Courtney's bed and helped Courtney's mom spread the big, thick white towel across her bedsheets.
"Okay, sit down next to each other on the side of the bed," Caitlin directed them. "Let me see your hands, Jeremy," she said. Her cool fingers felt the texture of his hands, especially around the fingertips.
Jeremy breathed in deeply as Courtney's mom caressed his hands. Caitlin's large breasts, held only by her bra and exposing lots of warm cleavage, bounced gently in front of his face. His naked erection throbbed, pointing in her direction.
Caitlin took a pair of nail clippers and an emery board from the basket. "I'm going to smooth out your fingernails," she said. She looked to her daughter and said, "This should be quick but make sure Jeremy doesn't forget where he is and think he's in a nail salon." She winked.
Courtney opened her eyes wide, confused for a moment. Then she giggled and wrapped her arms around Jeremy's chest, squeezing up against him.
Jeremy felt Courtney's warm arms hug him. Her hair brushed his shoulder and her hard nipples pressed into his skin. He sucked in a deep breath and swallowed. "I-I don't think I'm in danger of forgetting where I am," he said. He was in his good friend -- no, new, now, today his girlfriend Courtney's bedroom, with her mom helping get them ready not to be virgins any more.
Courtney hugged him tight. Just having her arms around his body, skin to skin, felt so good. So right. She felt her eyes moisten and didn't know what to think. Could someone be ready to cry and at the same time be so, so ready to be sexy too? She buried her face in Jeremy's shoulder.
Courtney's mother clipped and filed, shortening and smoothing his fingernails and smoothing off the rough skin a the corners. "Much better, Jeremy," she said. She knelt at his feet. "Let's check the toes. Just to take off scratchy bits. They don't need to be perfect unless you're doing, well, more advanced stuff."
Jeremy snorted with laughter. Courtney's mom was talking about toe sex!
"Hmm, this big one's a little pointy on the edge," Caitlin said. She made quick work of it and a couple of other ragged toenails. "Very good." She put the tools down and cupped both hands around his toes, squeezing gently. "There we go." She looked up to see Jeremy's sizeable erection was still firm and steady. Courtney was holding him tight, hiding her head in Jeremy's shoulder. Jeremy seemed to be looking at her chest. She narrowed her eyes slightly. She whispered in Courtney's ear. "Bite his shoulder a little. I'm not sure he's paying attention to you."
Caitlin saw Courtney's shoulders quiver and smiled to see her holding in a laugh.
"Owp!" Jeremy said with a startled flinch. He looked around to meet Courtney's blue-gray eyes.
"Earth to Jeremy," Courtney said. "Right here, right now?"
Caitlin asked Courtney, "Can I see your hands?" She held her daughter's hands in hers -- they seemed warm and a little damp from excitement. "Your nails won't cause Jeremy any trouble. Not for today." She put away the manicure tools. "Lie back on the bed now, honey. Class is in session."
Courtney paused, looking in her mother's eyes, then nodded. "Thank you so much, mom," she said. She and Caitlin smiled at each other. Courtney lay back on her bed and spread her knees.
Caitlin's nose tickled at the scent of her daughter's arousal, revealed once again. And from the bright pink plumpness of her inner lips, Courtney was ready. She put a pump bottle of lubricant close by on the bed. "Give me your hand, Jeremy," she told her daughter's intended young man. She clasped and squeezed it. Warm. Good. "Let's start with a quick refresher. Do you know what you're looking at?"
"Uh-um?" Jeremy said in confusion.
"Here," Caitlin said. She dribbled beads of lubricant onto his fingertips and rubbed them to coat the surface. "Follow my fingers, Jeremy, and touch what I touch." She reached out toward her daughter and touched her fingers to Courtney's strawberry-blonde bush.
Courtney lay still and relaxed under her mother's fingers, though her breaths came fast and deep.
Jeremy put his fingers beside Caitlin's, in the silky fuzz atop Courtney's mound.
"What is this, Jeremy?"
"Um, her bush?"
"Yes, and her pubic mound," Caitlin said. "There's a soft pad of flesh there. Often it feels good to start by cupping, or squeezing, or even shaking a little." She spread out her hand and stroked along her daughter's mound. "Try spreading out your hand and cupping over it. That's right," she said as Jeremy followed her directions. "Press down a little."
Courtney giggled.
Caitlin continued smoothly. "Now squeeze gently. Ask Courtney how it feels."
"Mmm, Courtney?" Jeremy said. "How does it feel when I do this?" |