"Yeah, I do want to do it here," you say, "The idea of them being here makes it even sweeter for me."
"I don't know...I mean, I want to do it, but...they're my friends."
"I guess I'll just have to convince you then."
You lean forward and kiss her lightly on the neck. Softly at first, you begin to apply a light amount of pressure. She begins to moan lightly. You kiss your way a little further down, stopping when you reach the collar of her sweater.
"This thing is in my way. Do you mind if I remove it?"
"I...I guess that would be alright," Shelly says, somewhat distracted by your ministrations.
You smile as you pull off her sweater, revealing a thin white tank top. You toss it over onto the bed so as not to get it mixed up with Amy or Ellen's clothes.
Now with less clothes on, you work lower on Shelly's neck, causing more moans to escape her soft lips.
"I need to get this out of the way," you say, softly grabbing the hem of her shirt.
She nods softly, not all that aware of her surroundings at the moment. You take that as consent and pull the shirt over her head and off her body completely. It joins her sweater on the bed. You have worked her down to just her bra, skirt and nylons now.
You keep up your work, kissing her along the straps of her bra and down the front of her chest. Her breasts are not as big as Ellen's or Amy's, but they look very soft and perky. You kiss her all over them, causing her to make a noise that sounds more like a purr than anything.
"Do you want me to take this thing off? That way I can give those nipple some love too."
"Please take my bra off," Shelly says lightly.
"If you insist."
You reach behind her back and deftly undo the straps. You did a little practice before the trip, hoping that it would come in handy. Good call.
The young woman puts up no resistance as you slide the straps off of her shoulders and pull the underwear right off of her body. It too goes in the ever-growing pile of Shelly's clothes and inhibitions on the bed.
You admire her perky breasts- most likely a high B-Cup- for a moment before giving them some attention. You kiss your way around the outside, avoiding the most important part. The idea of the build-up is enough to get the young woman hot and bothered.
You don't make her wait long before you suckle on her small, sumptuous nipples. She moans so loudly that you wonder if she will wake up Amy and Ellen. To deal with that, you take two fingers and bring them up to her mouth. She readily sucks on them, silencing her moaning a little.
After a couple of minutes, you decide to push your luck further. You've got Shelly topless and now you want her completely naked.
You work your way away from her nipples and down her sort midsection. It is pleasant to kiss even if you didn't have an ulterior motive. Once again, you stop when the garment blocks your progress.
"I really want to lick that pussy of yours," you say, "But I can't get to it."
"Do what you have to do," the young woman replies lustily.
You nod and undo the zipper on the back of her skirt. It takes little effort to undo the garment and pull it down. You get to see her underwear- a pair of bikini cut panties- as you pull it down past her knees. She steps out of it, her legs shaking lightly.
You return to your kissing, continuing until you reach the top of her panties. They are the last hold-out- save for her stockings- and they have to go. You kiss her covered pussy lightly, saying nothing. Her moans get lighter now that there is no actual flesh-to-flesh contact. She looks down at you sadly.
"Oh, is this not working for you," you ask softly, "What can I do to fix it?"
"Please lick my pussy. Do it for real."
"So you want me to take your panties off? That would mean that we were both naked in here with them. If that happens, you know what will follow."
"I know," Shelly says, "Please take my panties off. My toy is no replacement for a tongue. It's been two weeks since Ellen and Amy made me cum so many times. Please help me."
You nod understandingly, grab the small strings of the undergarments and pull them down slowly. Her pussy is mostly bare, save for a small heart shaved into her pubic hair. You look at it and then up at her.
"Amy and Ellen did that for me," Shelly explains, "The guy I was with the next night liked it, so I kept it. You do like it, don't you?"
"Of course. So do you want me to make you cum with my tongue or should we just get right to the real business at hand?" |