“Please?” I begged. I don’t know what I was asking him for, but whatever it was I needed it like oxygen.
His eyes glued to my chest, he lowered his mouth to my right nipple and placed a gentle kiss on the tip. The whimper I made seemed to awaken him and he opened his mouth to cover the whole thing. His flat tongue licked my nipple, swirling slow circles all around it. I arched my back and flexed my toes to grip the sheets.
“Yes,” I hissed. The heat of his mouth made me boil to steam.
His hand covered my other breast, rolling the puffy tip between his thumb and finger. I reached around his head to hold him there, more afraid he would stop than continue. He switched nipples, making the dry one as wet as the first. I could only cling to his head and bite my lip to keep from crying out and giving us away to my brother in the next room.
Then his hand moved down my stomach, making the muscles pull away from his tickling touch. It also made it easier for his fingers to slip under the elastic band of my shorts and into my heat. I needed to kiss him again so I pulled until he came to my lips. He ate my mouth, biting and licking like I was food and he was starving.
My attention was split between his gasping mouth and his dancing fingers. He kissed down my chin to suck along my neck while I clung on. The sensation of someone touching my vee for the first time made me whine deep in my throat. His fingers traced around for a while, a delicious moment that made me jerk and gasp in response.
Then his fingers split me, rubbing up and down inside my panties until my legs fell apart. Each stroke made me shudder and gasp. It had never felt this way when I’d done it myself. In fact, I’d never imagined pleasure could feel like this. The pace increased as my hips rocked into his touch. I gripped him hard enough to quiver from the tension.
After he rubbed me back and forth for a bit, he rubbed his fingertips in circles at the top of my vee. My hips responded on their own, following the steady rhythm he’d set. My mouth was stuck open as I stared into his flushed face. He studied me while he continued to wind me higher.
“Cum for me,” he begged. “Let me feel it.”
I didn’t know what he meant, but something was happening that had never happened before. I pushed against his hand at a frantic pace, knowing instinctively this was the way to find the relief I needed. He kissed my open lips again, but I could only breathe his name.
“Mark, yes, Mark.”
I don’t know how to describe what happened next. My eyes shut on their own, but I saw colors shooting like fireworks. My body convulsed like I was being electrocuted, but I wasn’t scared because Mark was with me. Even though this had never happened before, I knew it was what all those people on the videos had felt. All those stupid diagrams in health class finally made sense! So many thoughts rocketed through my head that I’d have to write a book to explain them all.
“Wow,” I whispered at last, my legs shaking like the girls in the videos on the internet. The tingling that had been tormenting me for so long faded into a warm contentment.
When I came back to myself, Mark was sitting up giving me a nervous smile. He pulled his hand out of my shorts and did the grossest thing ever ... he licked his fingers! I must have made a face because he chuckled silently.
“We never did this,” he said to me. “It never happened.”
No! Panic gripped me. How could he make me feel like that and then tell me never again? I gathered my t-shirt to cover my breasts. The sudden modesty and my pained expression must have communicated something to Mark, because he got a worried look on his face.
When I sat up, distracted, I recognized the scent in the room. It was the same as what Joe always had to cover up with air freshener. And I realized it came from our bodies.
“Seriously, this was a mistake,” he said, the worry lines deepening to a frown. “Never again.”
Something struck me then. Mark was scared! He’d only stressed never again because he really wanted to. I glanced down at his tented shorts. His cock looked mammoth through the fabric. The panic fled as I realized what it meant.