“He’s not here. We’re both consenting adults. There is nothing to stop us enjoying each other. I’m prepared to treat this as more than a lesson, Rachel. The question is, what do you want to treat this as?” he asked.
Staring at him Rachel couldn’t believe what he was saying. Was he willing to risk his friendship for her?
“I want this. I don’t want to come between you and Mitch.”
He covered her mouth with a finger again. “Don’t worry about Mitch. I’ll handle him when he gets back. We don’t know where this is going to go. Explore it with me, Rachel. I promise you I’ll be faithful, and you’ll want for nothing.”
Paul removed his finger from her lips.
“Then yes, that’s what I want.”
She stared at him waiting for him to respond. He took her lips once again, not saying a word. Once he’d thoroughly kissed her, he moved down to take her nipple in his mouth. She watched him suck the bud deep before letting it go. Crying out, she saw his tongue circle the nub then nibble it.
She wanted this and so much more.
Reaching out she stroked his head. He turned with her nipple in his mouth. His gaze was intense. Licking her lips, she took several deep breaths.
He took her hand and placed her palm against her other breast.
“Touch yourself,” he said.
Rachel stroked her breast and watched him suck on her nipples.
Together they touched her breasts building her arousal. Glancing at his cock, she saw he was as hard as ever. She felt the contrast of their hands. Her hands were soft while his hand was large and rough. His touch was as gentle as hers. He knew how to touch her to bring out the most pleasure.
“You’ve got gorgeous nipples, baby. I could spend all day sucking on them.” She listened to his words as a response failed her.
In all of her twenty-one years she had never been so intimately touched. None of the boys in high school had ever been interested in her. She’d put it down to her weight. They liked to talk to her, but anything else was impossible.
The torture he was inflicting on her breasts was no longer enough. She needed more and something far deeper and harder. Rachel was tired of being a virgin. The only person she wanted claiming her virginity was Paul.
He seemed to sense her impatience as his hand glided down her stomach. She watched him run the pads of his fingers over her rounded flesh before dipping down between her thighs.
“Open your legs wide.”
She did as he asked without thinking. His finger slid along the lips of her slit.
“You’re soaking wet, baby.” A second finger slid through her pussy, circling her clit. Rachel couldn’t think with the passion he was stirring inside her. “Don’t worry. I know how to make it even better.”
Rachel watched as he moved down her body and settled inside her thighs, his head directly above her pussy.
“What are you doing, Paul?” she asked.
“I’m going to lick this sweet pussy. I’ve been curious about how you’ve tasted for so long. I’m finally going to get a taste of your cream.”
“Are you sure you want to do that? It could be yucky,” she said.
Paul chuckled. “I’ll be the one decide what is yucky or not.”
There was nothing more for her to say as he settled down. She felt him open the lips of her sex, exposing her to his view. What did she look like down there? She’d never taken the time to look.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said.
She cried out at the first swipe of his tongue. She’d never felt anything so amazing in all of her life. He didn’t stop there either. His stroke continued going from her entrance to her clit. Paul circled her clit over and over again. She gripped the carpet beneath her in an attempt to hold onto her sanity. Whatever he was doing with his tongue was pure sin. None of the books she’d read could ever prepare her for this.
Was she ready for sex? If it was anything like his tongue on her body, she was ready for it.
****
Paul was addicted to her taste. Her cream exploded on his tongue, and he wanted more. Reaching up he grazed her nipple with his thumb. She gasped but didn’t open her eyes. Her nipples were red and swollen from his touches.
Sucking her clit into his mouth Paul played with her nipples at the same time. He worked her nipples squeezing, pulling, gently at first and then a little harder. She needed to get used to his touch and learn how much pleasure she could gain with adding a little pain. Rachel wasn’t a pain slut, but from the way her body responded to the pain he caused, it did turn her on. When he thought his touch was becoming too painful he stopped and gave her time to adjust. She squirmed underneath him, showing him with her body what she could take. At one point she reached out and held onto his arms. Her nails sank into the flesh. He rubbed the tips of her nipples lightly. Her pussy was drenched with cream. Paul licked every drop of cream from her. She was soaking wet, more wet than he anticipated.
“Do you like that baby?” he asked, against her thigh.
“Y-yes.” The word was muffled by her moan as he tweaked her nipple. He loved watching her come apart. Biting her thigh, he went back to licking her creamy cunt. He couldn’t wait to get inside her. Tonight that wasn’t going to happen, though. All he was doing to do was show her how amazing it could be with him.
“Are you ready to come?” he asked, tasting her musky scent on his tongue.
“Yes.”
“Then open the lips of your pussy for me.”
She glanced down at him. Paul waited for her to do as he asked.
“What? Why? Can’t you finish what you were doing?” she asked.
“I could, but I don’t want to. Open your lips, and I’ll bring you to orgasm.”
Her gaze stayed on him as she reached down and opened her sex for his tongue. Taking full advantage he sucked her clit hard into his mouth. She cried out, her back arching, but she kept her pussy lips open.
Her legs closed around his head trapping him. Paul pulled away long enough to speak to her. “Open your legs wide for me. I want you open to me.”
Rachel let out a frustrated growl and then opened her legs.
He saw her breathing escalated rapidly. Her whole body looked wound up tight, as if she was waiting for something. He saw the quivering of her stomach. Rachel was close to orgasm. He circled her clit repeatedly, his touch light and gentle as he moved between her folds.
“It feels so good.” She let out a loud moan and started gyrating her hips, smashing his mouth against her clit. Her need overtook everything else. Rachel was riding the edge of orgasm with no end in sight. She was wound up, too tense to let go and plunge over the edge.
“You’re close to orgasm, baby. Just let it happen. I’m here to hold you. Trust me.” As he spoke to her, Paul caressed her clit with two fingers. Within seconds of him asking her to trust him, violent shudders took hold of her body.
“Oh God, oh God.” She cried out, moaned, and shook all at the same time. Perspiration covered her body. He watched her come apart, and using his tongue, he eased her over the edge. Paul took care not to leave her alone.
He whispered delicate touches, only letting go when it looked like it was too much for her. She opened her eyes and stared at him.
Tears shone brightly in her eyes.
“Thank you,” she said.
“My pleasure, Rachel.” He crawled up from between her thighs and landed a kiss to her lips. “You’re incredible when you come. I’ve never seen anyone let go as easily as you did.” Kissing her lips, he moaned as his cock brushed across her stomach. He was rock hard. The scent and taste of her pussy surrounded him, taunting him with the need to be inside her.