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Horny lesbian teen couple dildoing each other
At the cabin.
Chapter 7: The Cabin
She looked around taking it all in the living area kitchen area and bathroom the hall going to the sleeping area. She put down the bag and her purse and came over to me wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me gently at first then harder.
When the kiss broke she nestled her head against my chest.
You really want my virginity don t you?
I nodded.
It s not that you . . . just . . . want . . . she faltered then steeling herself she spit it out. . . . want to get into my pants!
There are times when honesty is definitely NOT the best policy!
No of course not!
I love you I continued. And I want to know you better! I want you to feel good. And I want to make you feel good. You re really special to me. And I would love to be the one to introduce you to love!
And that means . . . sex . . .
It certainly includes sex.
I still hadn t made a conscious decision. But I knew my frame of mind was certainly moving toward acceptance. I was still afraid . . . and even terrified of letting a man . . . do that to me. But he was so gentle and kind . . . so assuring . . . so patient with me! I must really be frustrating him! Could I . . .? . . . with him . . .? Lots of other girls did it! My roommate had done it. It seems that everyone has done it except me! And here I am . . . a TWENTY-FIVE YEAR OLD VIRGIN! And here he is! A wonderful loving patient man holding me and caressing me never once trying to force me to do something I didn t want to do. Even now he s waiting for me to make a decision.
I still don t know if I want to. But if I did . . . you know I m still a virgin . . . I m . . . not . . . you know?
He nodded. You re not protected?
How relieved I was that he helped me past . . . that word.
If I did . . . would you use . . . uhh . . .
I let her squirm for a moment before I nodded. Of course! I wouldn t want to do anything to put you at risk of any kind. I have protection. You have nothing to worry about on that behalf.
And I wouldn t . . . want to . . . get a disease . . . She was actually stammering trying to get the words out!
I had a checkup last month. The doctor checked for everything. There s no way you ll be getting anything from me. Also the condom would help prevent any spread of disease if it were present.
Condom! That word brought all of my fears to the surface again! Condom! A sheath worn over the penis (as to prevent conception or venereal disease). But then my roommate had a different definition . . . A device to allow two people in love to enjoy each other fully without fear of unwanted consequences.
She nestled her face against my chest some more. Then turned her face to me for a long soft kiss. When the kiss came to an end she pressed her cheek to mine holding her body tightly against mine and whispered Will it hurt?
WILL it hurt? She knows she s made her decision. She s admitting it to herself. I remembered her whimpers when my finger had begun to enter her. This time I felt I would get more mileage out of honesty. I nodded my head.
Probably. There is usually some pain the first time . . . sometimes for the first few times. But as a woman s body adjusts to the new experience the pain becomes less and the pleasure becomes more.
I cradled her face in my hands and kissed her on the forehead and on the eyes nose and pecked her mouth. Then I took her hand in mine and led the way to the bedroom.
I was still nervous! But every time I asked something and he had an answer it seemed like more of my resistance slipped away. I was 25 years old and a virgin. I WANTED to have sex! I was tired of being alone . . . of sleeping alone . . . of not having someone . . .
Sex . . . condom . . . pain . . .? I was worn down. Nothing seemed real . . . everything I had ever thought seemed to vanish in a puff of smoke.
I loved him! I wanted him. I even wanted to have sex . . . just so long as it was with him.
It felt like I was in a fog as he led me down the hall . . . and when I realized we were entering his bedroom . . . it seemed like the most natural place in the world!
But I was still afraid . . . at least a little . .
We kissed. It was a sweet kiss. Then I was on his bed and he was kissing me more.
She followed me like she was in a trance. I turned on a specially prepared CD containing some specially chosen selections: The afternoon of the faun Daphnis and Chloe Bolero and die Liebestot. Then I lead her to the bed which already had the sheets turned down a towel lying on the pillow. I lay myself next to her and began kissing again. As my lips left her she placed her hand on the back of my head and whispered
I know you are still hurting from the engagement that broke up.
I kept on kissing but listened carefully to what she was saying.
And I know that you can t promise me anything right now. But if we make love would you at least promise to think about getting married?
I will. I answered. Then I decided to spread it on a little thicker. And I have been thinking about it. And I promise I ll think some more.
She seemed satisfied. It s always amazing how little is necessary for a girl to rationalize away anything.
Suddenly she gripped my head with both hands.
And one more thing! If we re going to make love . . . please don t kiss me . . . you know . . . down there . . .
At first I wasn t certain what she wanted. Then I got the idea.
I promise that I won t kiss you below the waist . . . at least not tonight!
I moved beside her and began kissing her breasts through the bulky sweater. I moved my hand to the lower edge of the sweater and made an obvious effort of taking hold of it and moving it somewhere. Her hand came and covered mine blocking my actions. I got the message and left the sweater in place. But I moved my hand to the lower edge of her skirt. Finding no objection here I slid my hand upward. She was wearing girdle again but it was the open type with panties worn over it. But after her signal with the sweater I decided to leave her clothes in place as much as possible so I left her panties in place and began massaging her through her silken material while I kissed her breasts and nibbled at her nipples through the heavy sweater.
Gradually she rose once again to a climax. Since we were in my cabin in the middle of the woods I let her vocalize as loud as she wanted . . . I had no fear of anyone hearing out here.
As her orgasm passed I continued to kiss her but moved my hips away so that I could open my belt and pants to free myself for action. I also moved the towel under her hips. She was still so involved in her orgasm that I don t think she was aware of the towel.
Then I returned to kiss her sweetly and gently as her heartbeat returned to normal.
As I felt her relax I took her hand and led it to my erection. She stiffened as she realized what was happening.
Oooh! That s him! Or at least that s his . . . . . penis . . . . .! What happened to his pants? Ohhhh he s wrapping my fingers around him. He s soooo biiiiiig!
I squeezed him and I could sense his reaction! He liked it! I held him tight and he tensed he seemed to enjoy what I did. I let my hands roam a bit . . . I knew his testicles would be underneath his penis . . . yes there they were. I touched them . . . I held them. Who would have ever thought I would be touching a boy s testicles . . . . balls!!!! . . . I gave them a squeeze just like I had his penis . . .
Ooooh! Easy there!. They re sensitive%








