Claire slowly lowers her lips to your gently throbbing cock. Her tongue flits out at first, touching its end, sending a slight tickling sensation through you. She is shy, hesitant; shaking slightly. It is clearly the first time she has done anything like this. You reach out tenderly, place your hand around her head and coax it forward. She murmurs, juts her head back and looks up at you, a frown, a look of fear. You realise no words are needed, you smile at her kindly, reassuringly. Her look softens, she likes the look of you, she sees you can be kind. As you gently caress her soft hair, she smiles and opens her mouth to gently take you in her mouth, the wet softness closing and applying the slightest pressure.
Gently, tenderly she moves back and forth. You see Phoebe glance at the other girls, smiling craftily between them, their shy friend having the first taste of a boy out of all of them. You forget about their lusting curiosity and let your mind fall back into the subtle, tickling ecstacy of the virgin mouth slowly sucking your manhood, which quivers against her tongue.
She has clearly become more relaxed, as she pulls her mouth back, and lets her tongue run in a delicious flickering motion up the length of your shaft, which judders at the slight contact. She flicks a glance up at you as you exhale audibly with pleasure, and grins ever so slightly. Her tongue presses against you once more, this time she applies more pressure and slowly runs the length of her wet, warm tongue up your cock, around the head, before gently taking you inside again, then sucking harder this time. Her hand cups your firm butt, squeezes it, you know she finds you sexy through her shyness, as her head bobs back and forth quicker, applying more pressure as your hand drops from her hair, as you let her take control. She bobs back and forth several times, your pleasure building.
‘Fuck, do you guys want to fall in love or what?’ Phoebe breaks in cattily, breaking you out of your reverie. Claire pulls back and looks at her friends gingerly.
‘All right,’ Claire says looking back at you and smiling knowingly. She has grown in confidence. She stands up and kisses you on the lips, a slow and erotic kiss, lingering as she sucks your lower lip. You keep your eyes open and spot Phoebe in the background, licking her own lips and giggling to Yasmin, girlishly - childishly. Slightly annoyed, you forget about her and let Claire take your tongue in her mouth. The feel of her nipples gently brushing your chest though her thin shirt sends a wave of lust through you, and with a slight and surprising sense of anger towards Phoebe you grasp Claire, grabbing firmly one buttock with one hand, your finger in the delicious crevice between her cheeks, your other hand clasping her side and running down to her slender waist, and you realise you could take Claire in hand now, fuck her, take her - she could be the first of her friends to receive what only you can give. You are half tempted to do this, then leave the others waiting!
You feel strangely tender towards Claire though; though your lust pulses through you, and you know she is more the woman than the others now, half of you wants to be alone with her, to explore each others bodies, to show Claire more pleasure than she’ll ever get by this spectacle for her friends. Perhaps it would be better to take this unique opportunity to fuck two girls in one night - the two you care least about, horny as hell though they make you. You have two years here to get better acquainted with Claire, who looks now into your eyes, as if waiting for your next move. |