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My Shy Young Friend

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When I write my stories, I am concerned with one an only one thing – trying to create a mood of tenderness and longing. Sometimes I probably over do it.

And I end up getting into such heightened state, I get really worked-up – and I write most of the really “haunted” love stuff when I am right on the edge. When I re-read my stories, I can tell that parts were created in that shaky mind space.

Writing like I do, being right-on-the-edge, seems to unleash some really personal stuff, stuff that gets added to these stories.

I had a really loving relationship a while back, and I am trying to re-create something in my writing. Her name was Kim, and I miss her terribly. She is the focus of most of my writing.

Kim came from a really strict religious up bringing. I was shocked at how sheltered she was growing up. How she and I got together is a beautiful story, and I feel so fortunate that we had such a powerful relationship. We helped each other through some hard times.

Sometimes I end up writing about really wet squirting orgasms. That is entirely based on Kim. The text below is a real set of experiences between Kim and myself. I was at the receiving end of her squirting, and it was overwhelming and magical. I loved her more than I can ever say.

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I first saw Kim at a meeting in my small town; it was at a sort of support group for women who were trying to make sense of their emotional issues. At that time she had just turned 18 years, and she was still in high school. She seemed so sad and confused, and that made me think she was younger than she really was.

At the time I was 29, and I was dealing with my own sad life stuff. I attended these meetings with the hope that I might find some solace in sharing with other women about some complicated experiences. The scene was just what you might imagine, it all took place in a therapist’s office, a handful of women would sit in a circle, on couches and chairs and we would talk about our problems. It might sound dreary, but I really found it helpful. Kim would come to these meetings too, and except for a quiet little hello when she arrived, she NEVER said anything.

I remember the first time I saw her, I just sat there in the meeting and stared at her. It was a strange feeling, I mean, she is a very pretty girl, but for some reason I was absolutely thunderstruck by how vulnerable she seemed. There was something so mysterious about her, something hidden by the timid way she held herself. I was immediately curious about her, partially because she was so quiet, and partially because she was just so adorable.

When she came to those first few meetings I didn’t even know her name.

I remember that she would always wear really baggy clothes, like oversized sweater. It was funny to see a beautiful young girl dressed in a way that was so frumpy. I actually couldn’t even tell if she was skinny of not. She had this amazing light red hair that she kept pulled back in a modest ponytail, and her skin was pale and covered in freckles. She’s not really tall, but at the same time she seems sort of gangly, like she hasn’t figured out how to be comfortable in her body yet. And she wore a really cute pair of little librarian glasses.

She would never say anything; she would just sit there silently.

Then, one week I was talking to the group, and I was trying to share how insecure I can feel, and how these feelings seem to overwhelm me sometimes. And then I watched as Kim began crying, she was reacting to what I was saying.

That night, after the meeting I walked up to her outside the meeting room. I apologized if I said anything that might have upset her. She seemed so scared and fragile, and it just made my heart ache.

I told her if she ever wanted to talk, she could call me. I gave her my phone number, at first she seemed reluctant to take it, but I insisted. I was shocked at how nervous she seemed.

After we said good-bye, I watched her get on her bicycle and ride away.

I think she is the shyest person I’ve ever met. There was something about her that was so skittish and frightened. She acted so timid that I couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of concern.

Later that same night she called me, and we talked for a little while. She didn’t really say much, but I could tell she was lonely and sad. I tried to be as supportive as I could, she was really quiet, but I knew she appreciated my kindness.

She worked after school at the little bookstore on the main street of our town. I would make sure to stop by and visit her whenever I could. It’s funny, this was such a perfect job for her, she was so soft spoken and helpful, and she just seemed so cute in that store with all those books. As silly as it sounds, her little glasses just made her presence there absolutely wonderful.

At first when I was in the store, I would always wait until there was nobody else there, and then I would start to talk. I was a little bit worried that she might start to cry. I always made sure that it was okay for her to call.

One night I answered the phone to hear her voice. I could tell she was upset, but she couldn’t really tell me why. She didn’t really say much but I heard enough that I realized she was suffering because of all the pressure her parents were putting on her. All I could do was act kind and let her know I cared. After I hung up, I remember I cried for a little while.

In the next week or so we started talking on the phone a little more, and then we would meet and go for hikes together. I got to see her acting happy, and sometimes she even got a little bit silly.

During this time, she would share some things about her life, and I felt like I could be helpful and supportive. I was a LOT like her when I was that age. She really seemed grateful that I would listen so attentively. Sometimes all I could do was to simply tell her that I really and truly understood.

Sometimes we talked about boys, and she seemed especially confused about how to deal with them. She was from a VERY religious family, and there was a lot of pressure to find a boy from the church, to get married and start having kids. All this intense pressure from her parents was making her feel even more insecure.

We went of a hike in the woods together on a lovely fall afternoon.

At one point she cautiously asked me, “Uhhm, you’ve had boyfriends haven’t you.”

“Yes, and you know I have.”

She nervously asked, “I guess, what I want to ask is, was it nice? I mean, being with a boy, I mean, being close.”

Oh my God, she sounded so nervous and awkward.

“Well, I haven’t really had all that many boyfriends. I guess I’ve really only had one where it felt like we were in love.”

“Who was that?”

“His name was Paul, and it was really wonderful, he was kind and sensitive. I think about him a lot, I really miss him.”

“When you were with him, did you ever, I mean, did you…” And she trailed away to silence.

It took me a moment to figure out what she was hinting at and then I realized she was trying to ask me about sex. This was an awkward subject; it was something that had eluded me for a long time. I wanted to be as honest as I could in how I answered her.

“Paul was my first real boyfriend. We dated while I was in college, he lived in the boys dorm across campus from me.

I paused and then said, “I lost my virginity to him when I was 19, and he was so loving and gently. It was beautiful.”

She looked at me and sheepishly asked, “Really?”

“Oh my God yes, I loved it.”

It was hard to read Kim’s emotions, but I was pretty sure she wanted me to keep talking. It seemed like she was curious about what happened, and she wanted to hear about it.

As we both walked on that winding trail in the woods, I explained about how Paul and I would spend the night together in his dorm room, and how much I loved being naked in bed with him.

Kim cautiously said, “Really?” This was pretty much the last thing she said for a while. As we walked I just kept talking, and I tried to describe what Paul and I would do together.

I explained how we would kiss, and how excited he would get. I told her about how thrilling it was when we would both get undressed on his bed. I told her how much I loved it when he would kiss and suck on my nipples, how the feeling just made me all crazy inside.

She didn’t say anything, she just let me talk. She was behind me on the trail as we walked, so I couldn’t see her.

This was the first time Kim and I had ever talked about sex, and I guess I sort of got carried away, I told her what his erection looked like, and I tried to explain what it felt like when we were fucking. I told her how I loved being on top when we made love, because I wanted him to watch my breasts bounce, watching him stare at me like that was a huge turn-on.

I went into a lot of detail and told her how I would have really powerful orgasms when I was on top of him, and how much it helped me to cum harder when he rubbed my bum hole.

I even told her how I would let Paul ejaculate all over my breasts, and how much I loved watching him squirt his cum on me like that.

After saying all that I turned around to look at Kim, and I realized she was crying. I stopped walking and I immediately hugged her.

I said, “Oh God, I’m sorry if I said too much.”

She sort of timidly stammered, “No – it’s just – it feels funny – because – because I’ve never even kissed a boy.”

We sat next to each other in the tall grass and I waited for her to calm down a little.

She told me, “What you said, about having a real boyfriend, it scared me.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

She looked at me and said, “I know. I know you wouldn’t ever say anything to be mean.”

I tried to cheer her up by saying, “Just so you know, I haven’t done anything like that, even kissed a boy, in I don’t know how long, it’s been years.”

“It made me – I feel – Oh Addie, it’s too embarrassing to even say.”

“Don’t worry, I wanna help.”

“It’s just, I’ve never – I’ve never…”

She trailed off, and it sounded like it was something she was really scared about. I just let her sit quietly for a moment as she collected her courage, and all the while I gently caressed her beautiful red hair.

She stammered anxiously, “I mean – I’ve – I’ve never – well – I’ve never – never had…”

She trailed off to silence, but I was shocked at the deep intensity of emotion. I wasn’t sure, but I think she wanted to tell me that she’s never had and orgasm

All I could do was whisper a quiet, “Don’t worry…”

She went on, “What you said – I mean – it’s scary for me. I’m worried I never will – and then – just now – to listen to you talk – about being with Paul and experiencing something – so – beautiful like that – I don’t know – it really freaked me out – and I worry.”

She was so serious; it made me feel really sad.

I leaned in and gently kissed her on her forehead and whispered, “Oh Kim, don’t worry, you are only 18 years old, it’ll happen someday – I know it will.”

She whispered, “Sometimes everything feels hopeless.”

It made me sad to hear her sound so upset, she is so beautiful, and for some reason she just doesn’t let herself believe what’s true – that she is perfectly lovely.

“Kim, don’t worry. All you need to know is that I’ll always be here for you.”

She whispered, “Oh Addie – Thanks for saying that, it helps me.”

It broke my heart to know that such a sweet girl like Kim could feel so insecure.

Right then she just looked at me with this lost expression.

I leaned in and gently kissed her on her forehead and whispered, “Oh Kim, don’t worry, it’ll happen someday – I know it will.”

She smiled faintly and said, “Thank you for being so good to me.”

After that I said, let’s keep walking, and lets only talk about how pretty it is out here. She giggled and we hiked along a beautiful little lake.

A little while later during that hike I told her, “Kim, I know I must have sounded like I was bragging or something, but I wanted to share those memories with you. I really loved Paul, and my time with him was so beautiful. But since then I’ve been really shy around men, and not much else has happened.”

She was listening, but I didn’t know what she was thinking.

I went on, “I’m sorry about the way I said what I said. It’s funny, because in a way, I feel a lot like you, like I’m too shy, or I’m just scared of – of being alone with boys.”

She nodded like she understood.

After a little while she seemed to calm down, and we walked back to my car. I felt terrible for what I had said, and how it upset Kim. I didn’t realize just how sensitive she really was, and at the same time, there was something so vulnerable about her that just made me like her so much more

After that day on the trail we ended up spending even more time together. We would talk a lot about emotional stuff. I was a lot more careful about what I shared because Kim had a lot of really complicated issues around intimacy and sexuality. She was troubled in a way that made me feel so sad. Sometimes we would cry together, and I think it was really good for both of us.

She would come out to my cabin, and we would watch movies together. We would drink tea and sit on my giant couch. It was totally innocent and sweet. I knew she found a kind of solace when she was with me, and I felt so good knowing that I was being helpful.

We would have movie night like this at least once a week, sometimes more.

Things changed in a beautiful way one night in December. It was winter so my cabin was cold. I built a fire in the wood stove, and we sat on my couch to watch my TV, we were under one big blanket side by side. This was totally normal; this is how we always watched movies together.

On this night she picked up a movie from the video store, and she brought it over to my house. We sat around for a long time talking, and then we decided to watch the DVD. It was a movie called MULHOLLAND DRIVE with Naomi Watts and Laura Harring. It was a strange story, and really moody. The story revolved around these two beautiful women, they living together in a tiny apartment.

And without any warning there is suddenly this really intense scene. It’s nighttime and they are both getting ready to go to sleep, and I think it’s at this point that I realized that they bolt shared a bed together. One of them slips her bathrobe off and she climbs into bed totally naked, and they sit up together and whisper to each other nervously, and then – they start kissing each other.

(It’s easy to find a video clip of this scene on-line)

When the two pretty women started to kiss, I could tell Kim was really surprised, she didn’t expect this at all. She kind of grabbed my hand in this really desperate way. She had never done anything like that with me before. Watching this with Kim right next to me was SO emotional! It made me so worried to feel her squeezing my hand so tight.

Kim gasped, “Oh my God!”

My heart was suddenly pounding and it really scared me because I had never really felt anything like this before. Kim began to squirm on the couch, and I could tell she was getting really upset. I grabbed the clicker and made the video pause. The frozen image on the screen was of the two women with their eyes closed and kissing with their mouths open.

I said, “Oh Kim, I’m sorry, that was – uhhm – kind of intense.”

Kim said, “Wow, I didn’t expect anything like this.”

I admitted, “I didn’t either…”

She looked right at me and stated, “I didn’t have any idea that it would be – like this – when I got this movie.”

Kim and I were both staring at the paused image on the screen. It showed the two gorgeous women with their mouths touching each other, their tongues glistening and their eyes closed.

We were both silent for a little bit, and then I asked, “Should we watch a little bit more?”

She nervously said, “I don’t know, it’s got me a little bit freaked-out.”

And then Kim looked at me, I was waiting for some clue for what to do, but she didn’t say or do anything. What we had both seen had made me feel incredibly aroused, and I really wanted to see what was going to happen.

After a moment I cautiously picked up the clicker and whispered to Kim, “I’m gunna start this again, okay?”

She didn’t say anything, she just squeezed my hand a little tighter. I could tell she was scared.

I pressed ‘play’ and the scene started up again with a close up of their mouths, both of them lost in passion. They continued to kiss each other, and it slowly got more and more feverish. We watched in silence as one girl gently undid her friend’s pajama top, open it and then start to gently caress her breasts. I could feel Kim squeezing my hand a little bit tighter. There was a close up of her fingertips gliding around the other girls nipples

I looked over and Kim’s eyes were wide and intensely focused on my TV screen.

They continued to kiss with even more emotion, and then one of girls whispered, “I’m falling in love with you.”

The music was building up in volume and intensity. And then she said it again in a breathy whisper; “I’m falling in love with you.”

We watched they both moved together, taking off tho one girl’s pajamas. And then they kissed in close up for a little while longer. Suddenly the scene ended, and the next image was seemed mundane and meaningless in comparison to what we just watched.

I had the clicker in one hand, and Kim was still desperately squeezing my other hand. I could feel the intense emotional energy as she gripped my fingers.

I just shut the TV off and suddenly the room was absolutely silent. I could hear the sound of my own heart pounding loudly in my ears.

With the room quiet and the TV off, I just looked down at her hand holding mine. I set the clicker down and gently stroked the back of her hand. Kim stayed motionless as I warmly caressed her soft hand. I looked up at her face, and she was staring at me with such a tender and emotional expression.

She was looking at me with her big eyes through her adorable little librarian glasses.

Earlier in our friendship Kim had nervously confided that she had never kissed a boy, and she acted so helpless when she told me. I remember thinking how odd it was that she was asking me for help, when almost all of my minimal experience with boys had been so awkward and disappointing.

I remember at the time I told her something encouraging like, don’t worry when the time comes, you’ll do just fine. But I was worried about her; I could tell she was really scared. She was so shy and I think it made her lonely.

I continued to caress her trembling hand. I looked at her beautiful face, and she seemed so vulnerable. She was staring at me with such an expression of helplessness.

Right then, I wanted to kiss her SO badly. I had never ever kissed a girl before, and I don’t really know if I had ever even thought about it, but at that emotional moment, her lips just looked so soft.

Neither of us said anything, we just looked at each other for a long time.

It felt so strange for me, the thought of actually kissing a girl – I mean – it just seemed so forbidden, but I felt so drawn to Kim, and how frightened she seemed.

Then slid myself just a little bit closer to her on the couch, and I could feel my knee touching her leg under the big blanket. Oh God – it felt like electricity ran through my entire body from just that gently contact.

I spoke in an uneasy voice, “That scene – it made me all – like – trembly…”

She didn’t say anything; she just nodded meekly.

Oh God, I was so focused on her adorable lips.

I looked at her, and reached up and gently moved a little bit of her hair from the side of her head and slowly set it behind her ear.

Then we were both sitting there all still again. We just looked at each other, and I was all shaky with feeling of uncertainty.

I moved a little bit closer, and I really expected her to protest, or to move away, but she didn’t. She stayed perfectly still in a way that made me think she was really worried. We were close enough that I thought she must be able to hear my heart pounding.

I was so nervous, I mean, I had kissed boys before, but being this close to a girl felt totally different. And she was so young and so painfully shy; I was so worried that if I leaned towards her and tried, I would just make her feel really scared.

I felt like I was surrendering to something I couldn’t control. I cautiously leaned in and gently put my lips against hers.

Oh my God, it felt so delicious! I thought she might move away from me, but she stayed perfectly still. I was really worried that I was scaring her. I shifted back just enough to look at her, and she was still staring at me with that same timid expression of helplessness.

I leaned in and kissed her again.

Kim didn’t move at all. So it was only my lips that nuzzled against hers. I was moving so slow, and I was being unbelievably gentle, and the feeling was so honest.

I cautiously let the tip of my tongue inch out and I warily touched the edge of her lower lip. I could feel her warm breath against my wet tongue. I carefully began to trace the outline of her delicate lips with the tip of my tongue. I was slow and deliberate, and I could feel all the beautiful details of her adorable lips.

I remember the times I’d kissed boys, and it was always nice, but there was something so – I don’t know – so hasty about it. And at this beautiful moment, kissing Kim’s soft lips, everything felt entirely different. It felt like the whole world had stopped and what was happening was momentous and absolutely pure.

Then I felt Kim as she turned her head to the side, just a tiny bit, making it easier to kiss her heavenly lips. Then, I felt her tongue – I was suddenly touching it with mine. I literally shivered when this happened, and Kim felt it.

I slowly traced a little circle around the tip of her tongue with mine; it was so delicious that I thought I might start crying.

We stayed like this for a long time, our lips weren’t touching, but our wet tongues were tenderly licking and caressing the other with such a beautiful feeling of love.

Kim stayed so still, at this point I was on the couch facing her, I was sitting on my knees leaning forward with my tongue wet against hers. Kim was sitting a little bit sideways with her legs still on the floor.

I stopped kissing and said, “Can you move a little bit?”

Then I reached down, and I helped her move her feet up off the floor. She was so willing and compliant to let me position her legs up on onto the couch. I moved in between her legs on my knees, and she was sitting up facing me, with her feet on either side of my knees. Now we were directly facing each other.

I put my hands on her waist against her baggy sweater, and I held her gently, feeling her breathing. Her hips felt narrow and girlish. I looked at her, we were so close. Suddenly, I didn’t know what to do.

Should I stop? I mean, she is just so vulnerable and I was worried that maybe we were doing something I shouldn’t. Was I taking advantage of someone was still so young?

Then I felt Kim cautiously move her hands, and she gently placed them on my waist, against my sweatshirt. She was holding me gently, and I instantly understood she was doing. It was like she was feeling scared and she didn’t know what else to do, so she was mimicking me, the way I had my hands on her hips.

All I could do was stare at her adorable face, and then I watched as she cautiously pushed her pink tongue out, just a little bit, onto her lower lip. She stayed frozen in that sensuous pose and she looked at me.

I realized that, until me, she had never kissed anyone before, not even a boy, and now she was silently telling me that she wanted to kiss some more, like we had kissed moments earlier.

Oh my God, she looked so cute with her tongue poking out, she looked like a little baby girl. I leaned in and just like before, I slowly traced loving little circles around the tip of her wet tongue with mine. With my hands on her hips, I could feel her whole body tremble, and it was so heartwarming.

Then I wrapped my lips around just the tip of her wet tongue, and I gently kissed it. At first I was delicate and soft, just kissing the very end of it. But after a little bit, I softly wrapped my lips around the tip of her tongue and started to carefully suck it. This felt so delicious, feeling it inside my mouth.

After a little bit I got more deliberate, my motions started to feel needy, like the way a baby would suck her mother’s nipple. When I did this, Kim softly whimpered with a sort of haunted desperateness.

Hearing her sound so aroused, I was suddenly filled with such a beautiful feeling of trust; I sensed she would let me do whatever I wanted. I sucked her tongue like this for a long time, and it felt magical in a way that seemed almost dreamlike.

I felt her hands tighten against my hips.

Then, little by little, I sucked a little harder, and I sort of pulled her tongue further out of her mouth. I gently eased it out with my lips. She knew what I wanted and she responded by pushing her tongue out as far as she could.

And I started sucking the full length of her slippery tongue.

Right then, I thought about the few times I had given boys a blow-job, and this is almost exactly what it felt like. I never really liked doing that with boys, I mean, sucking them like that, but – Oh God – I loved what I was doing with Kim. I was sucking her tongue with sort of the same impassioned intensity and motions I would with a boy’s hard dick. And I think she really liked it.

At this point she was pushing her tongue out as far as she could, and it was funny. I mean, I was really surprised at how long it was. Then I gently licked along each side, I was slow and loving. Then I licked it underneath and on top.

After licking all around her tongue, I pulled away, I needed to breathe a little. I looked at Kim and she seemed like she still wanted more.

I said, “Here, you try…”

And then I pushed my tongue out as far as I could and waited. She seemed a little bit scared , like maybe I shouldn’t try to pressure her, but after a little bit she cautious leaned forward and started to kiss the very tip of my tongue.

Oh my God, I wasn’t prepared for how wonderful it would feel. I thought I might melt!

I could tell she was really nervous, so I stayed still to make it easy for her. It didn’t take long and I felt her kisses turn to sucking, just like I had done.

I tried to calm her down by gently caressing her hips. I tried to move my hands in a way that would feel soothing for her.

At first she just sucked the end of my tongue, and she was so timid and gentle. She kept sucking in a slow careful way, but after a little while I started pushing my tongue into her mouth. I tried to make my tongue straight and stiff as I could. Kim let me slide it in to her mouth slowly and smoothly.

Little by little, Kim was sucking the whole length of my tongue, she was mimicking what I had just done to her. Now that she was sucking me, the blow-job thing felt a thousand times more intense, everything about it felt wet and slippery.

Now I was the one who was softly whimpering.

As she was sucking I could feel myself anxiously clutching her hips. Then I moved my hands along her waist, and I eased both of my hands under the thick fabric of the sweater at her hips. I slid them up along the smooth skin along side her ribs. I briefly felt her bra, and then I slid my hands back down. Touching her skin like that felt so heavenly.

Then I gently asked, “Kim, is it okay, can you lift your arms up?”

She looked at me with this confused expression, and I tugged at her thick sweater and said, “I want to take this off.”

And she obediently lifted both arms above her head in a funny childish pose, and I was struck by how cute this made her look.

I began to slowly pull her sweater up and she meekly stretched both arms a little bit higher. I could see she was wearing a white t-shirt under it. The act of lifting the sweater made the t-shit lift up too, and I suddenly saw her pale tummy and belly button.

I continued to lift, and then she nervously said, “Oh, stop, please stop.”

I was suddenly scared, like I had upset her.

She softly said, “My glasses.”

It took a moment for me to realize what she meant, and I let go of her sweater and let it fall back down. Then I took her little librarian glasses off and set them on the little table next to the couch.

Without me asking, she lifted her arms over her head again, and looked at me with her big eyes. I think it was the first time I had ever seen her without her glasses, and even though she had just turned 18 years old, and without them she looked a lot younger.

Then I put my hands on her sweater, and lifted it up again, as slowly as I could. Again, I saw her tummy, and her super cute belly button, for a moment before her t-shirt fell back down.

When the sweater was up and over her face, I gently slid it off her arms. It’s funny, I felt like I was helping a little girl getting ready for a bath. She helped a little, but it was me who pulled it all the way off her hands.

Now Kim was sitting on the couch, facing me, wearing a baggy white tank top t-shirt. I was surprised how narrow her shoulders looked, and how pretty her skin seemed. I wanted to take the t-shirt off too.

I slid a little bit closer to her on the couch, my knees were pressing against her now. I very cautiously reached along each hip and began lifting the fabric of her baggy white tank top up and over her head. She lifted her arms again, and it slid off easily, and I carefully set the shirt on the coffee table in front of us. Now I was looking at Kim’s amazingly pale skin, and her plain white bra. Oh God, she was sitting so still, and I could tell she was terribly anxious.

She didn’t say anything, and I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but she was obviously letting me stare at her. The way she was acting seemed to be hypnotizing me, there was something so irresistible about how timid she seemed, and how she seemed almost scared to move.

Her breasts were a lot smaller than I would have guessed since she always wore such baggy clothes. And, I know this sounds silly, but her little white bra just seemed so cute! Her shoulders were narrow and somehow that made her breasts seem even more delicate and tiny. It seemed sort of funny, I mean, her breasts were SO small that wearing a bra seemed a little bit silly.

I was immediately aware that her nipples were easy to see under the thin white fabric of her bra, they seemed incredibly hard and prominent.

I whispered, “Oh Kim, you look so beautiful.”

She didn’t say anything, but she looked down at her own chest, and it was impossible for me to know what she was thinking. For the next little while, we both sat there in silence.

For me, it felt so sensual sitting so close to my beautiful friend, and seeing her smooth white skin. I was absolutely amazed at how pretty she looked, especially her belly button. But it was her adorable little bra just seemed lovely beyond anything I could even imagine. It was dreamlike in its power.

She sat there, staying still and looking down at her own chest, and it was obvious she was seeing the same thing I was seeing, that her nipples were hard and obvious. The way they were pressing against the thin fabric of her bra and their pointy shape was easy to see.

I wasn’t sure what to do, I was so overwhelmed by outline of her distinct nipples, and for a moment, all I either of us could do was stare.

I was really nervous, but I cautiously put my hand on her shoulder and I touched her bra strap with my fingertip. I traced the edge of the little strap as slow and delicately as I could.

I have no idea what Kim was thinking as I carefully slid my fingertip against her pale skin, right along the edge of her bra, down between her breasts and up the other strap all the way to the opposite shoulder.

For me, touching her so gently felt insanely arousing. She didn’t do anything to stop me. I traced my fingers back again, this time I was even slower and more adoring. As my finger got down between her breasts, she shivered as if I was tickling her, and I think I watched her nipples get even harder.

Seeing that, I leaned forward and reached both my hands around to the center of her back and put my fingers on the middle of her bra strap.

I spoke softly, “I’m going to undo this, okay.”

Kim nervously replied with just the slightest little nod. She was looking at me, and she had this amazing expression – it was like she was a frightened little girl.

The way I was sitting on the edge of the couch, I needed to move a little bit closer to unfasten the little clasp on her bra.

When the clasp was undone, I whispered, “Let’s slide this off, okay?”

I slowly eased each strap, one at a time, off her pale shoulders. Then she wriggled a little until both her arms were out, and I pulled the little bra all the way off, and let it fall onto the floor.

Oh my God, I was looking at an innocent little angel, right next to me on my couch.

Her breasts were so tiny and exquisite. Even though they were small, the plump round shape of her breasts looked so firm and healthy. They were the delicate breasts of youth, they looked like they had only just appeared, as if only weeks ago she would have been perfectly flat like a boy.

Her nipples just seemed enormous and hard. They were the palest shade of pink, just a tiny bit darker than the smooth white skin of her breasts. I watched her chest rise and fall with restless breathing.

Oh my God, my heart ached when I looked at her tiny breasts. I must have had a really astonished look on my face.

She obviously noticed my wide-eyed expression, and she shyly reached up and put both hands over her little breasts.

She nervously gasped, “I’m – I’m – sorry…”

I felt so bad and I said, “Oh no Kim, no. It’s okay.”

“But, I feel – embarrassed.”

“Please don’t even think that, you are so pretty.”

She whimpered, “But, my – they are – just – so small.”

Oh God, I felt such a desperate need to comfort her, “No, they are just perfect. They are beautiful.”


She looked so ashamed as she sat there on the couch, right in front of me. She stayed perfectly still with her hands cupped over her each breast. Her expression was so heartbreaking that I thought she might start to cry.

I felt so concerned, “Oh Kim, no – please don’t feel sad.”

Seeing her so embarrassed broke my heart. My emotions were all mixed-up, and I reacted in an almost haunted reflex. I reached over and put my hands on her wrists, and I gently pulled her hands off her breasts. She didn’t resist me at all. I could see her beautiful chest again, and I leaned in and immediately started to suck the puffy pink flesh of one of her nipples.

Kim responded with a sort of anxious whimper.

I was shocked at how unbelievably delicious it felt to hold one of her beautiful plump nipples in my mouth, it was so much harder and more exhilarating than I could have ever imagined.

I held her waist and gradually eased her back a little until she was leaning back against the big pillows at one end of the couch. Now it was a lot easier for me to press my mouth against her chest.

I spent a long time sucking and licking her nipples, I was moving from one to the other, and – Oh God – I was getting really worked up, and my sucking was getting wet and loud. And all the while I could feel Kim getting more and more turned-on. I could hear it in her breathing and her whole body was sort of shivering.

I so dearly loved the way this felt on my mouth and tongue. I could tell she was looking down at me, and I know she could watch the way my lips were wrapped around her hard nipples. I loved knowing that she was watching me as I sucked.

After a little while, I moved my mouth away from her breasts, and looked at Kim. She stared at me in a wide-eyed expression of yearning.

I spoke softly, “Oh God, Kim – I – I didn’t – expect that we would ever do anything like this…”

She didn’t reply, she just stayed still and kind of nervously bit her lower lip.

Then I cautiously asked, “Can you move a little bit? I mean – is it okay if – if – you lie down?”

And she obediently lifted her knees and turned a little toward me and awkwardly put her feet along side of me. She let me help as she eased herself flat on her back on my oversized couch. There was a big pillow at one end near the armrest and I lifted her shoulders and positioned it under her head.

She looked up at me and I looked down at her. She seemed so tiny on my great big couch. At this point she was topless and all she was wearing were her baggy blue jeans. She had a narrow waist and wide hips. Her tummy looked soft and pale; it had just the perfect amount of baby fat and her belly button was heartbreakingly cute.

I reached in and adjusted her pillow a little, and asked, “Are you all right?”

She nodded yes.

She was looking up at me with such a shy expression. And she stayed so still, like she was too frightened to move.

Now that Kim was lying down on her back, I was astonished at how beautiful her smooth delicate chest looked. Her tiny breasts seemed even smaller and they were both shiny and wet from my kissing and sucking.

Then I reached down, and carefully positioned Kim’s arms so they were lying above her head stretched out over the pillow and across the armrest at the end of the couch. With her arms in this pose, it seemed that her small breasts had almost disappeared. Her chest looked impossibly smooth and beautiful. And her nipples seemed divinely plump and glorious.

I whispered, “Oh God Kim, you are so beautiful.”

After staring for minute, I couldn’t take it anymore; I leaned in and started to gently lick the smooth warm skin of her chest. I started below on her ribs and slowly let my wet tongue glide up her flat breast, and I felt her hard nipple bump against the middle of my tongue as I moved up toward her neck. I did this over and over, on each of her breasts, and I could feel Kim shiver, as my tongue would glide against her nipples.

Then, I started to suck one of her firm puffy nipples.

Kim immediately started to whimper with such intense emotions.

In a soft desperate voice she whispered, “Addie, I love you.”

Oh my God, this sent shivers all through my body; I was suddenly joyous.

Hearing her say that, I started sucking her nipples with a sort of frenzied passion, and I was lost in something absolutely exhilarating. As I sucked, I reached down and started to undo the top of her blue jeans. I could feel her start to squirm from the intensity of what we were doing.

I continued sucking as I unzipped her blue jeans and I started to pull them down off her hips, but she was laying so still that it was a little bit hard.

I sat up a little and asked, “Kim, can you lift up, just a little?”

She obediently put her hands down on the couch, and arched her hips up to help. I was on the edge of the couch along side of her, pulling her pants down.

Once they were past her butt, they began to slide off easily.

I said, “There, that helps.”

As I moved her pants down along her legs, I could see the pale smooth skin of her thighs. I got so focused on her beautiful legs that her jeans got a little scrunched up and stuck on her ankles. I needed to work a little to get them past her feet.

Kim whispered timidly, “I’m sorry…”

I could hear the nervousness in her voice and I told her, “It’s okay.”

It took just a moment to get her blue jeans past her feet, and when they were all the way off I pushed them onto the floor. Now Kim was lying on my couch, on her back, wearing nothing but pair of simple white panties – and I was immediately aware that they were wet.

Kim was lying there, so still and quiet. I was staring right between her legs, at the thin fabric of her underwear, I couldn’t help it, I was sitting right next to her legs, her knees were slightly parted I was staring–wide-eyed–at a prominent wet spot between her legs.

I could see her clearly pubic hair; each delicate curl was obvious under the thin wet fabric.

I looked up at her, and she was looking right at me, aware that my eyes had been focused directly between her legs.

She meekly asked, “My underwear is wet, isn’t it?

I replied, “Yes.”

She spoke in a nervous whisper, “I’m sorry, I can’t help it.”

She sounded so shaky, it just made my heart ache that she was embarrassed about getting wet.

“Oh Kim, please don’t feel bad, it’s beautiful.”

We both just sort of stared at each other, I was so aware of how vulnerable she was. There was such an electric air of yearning between us, and it was making my heart pound.

Then, I reached over and I started pulling down her white panties. She nervously wiggled on the couch to make it easier to get them past her butt. Oh God, she was helping me. I slid them down off her hips, along her legs and past her toes.

Suddenly, my shy friend was lying on the couch next to me, totally naked. Oh my God – I wasn’t at all prepared for what I was seeing, everything about her was overwhelmingly lovely. Kim barely had any pubic hair, it was thin delicate, and a warm shade of reddish brown. Her vagina looked plump and unbelievably wet.

Kim stared up at me, wide-eyed and silent. She looked so bashful. I put my hands on her knees and spread her legs a little bit wider so I could look at her.

I couldn’t truly comprehend that I was actually seeing her naked. Until just a few minutes ago, I had never ever even kissed a girl before, and now I was staring at an 18-year-old girls beautiful wet vagina. I was all swallowed up in emotions, and everything about her just looked so perfect and tempting.

I couldn’t help myself; I eagerly leaned forward and gently kissed the wet lips of her vagina. She responded with a nervous little whining noise.

I wasn’t prepared for the allure of the smell, I was thunderstruck by how much it turned me on. I drank it in; one soft kiss after another.

Little by little my kissing turned to licking. I couldn’t believe how excited it made me feel. I thought about the how my old boyfriend Paul had done this same thing to me in college. How he licked me like I was licking Kim. I remembered how much I loved the feeling of his tongue against me.

I put my hands on her thighs, and she let me spread her legs a little bit wider. Now I could get my face even closer, and I could wrap my mouth all the way around her vagina.

I could feel my face getting wet as I moved my tongue up and down along the inside of her lips. The warm wet taste was incredible delicious. When I moved my tongue up to her hard clitoris and I could look up and see she was watching me – her beautiful face was radiant. Her eyes were wide with an expression of astonishment. I could feel how velvety wet and smooth the inside of her lips felt against my tongue.

She was on her back with her legs spread wide. I put both hands on her thighs and pushed her knees up towards her shoulders – spreading her legs even wider. With her legs pushed apart like this I pulled my mouth away so I could look at her.

Immediately, I was aware of her little bum-hole. I mean, I could see it – and it was – Oh God, I don’t know how to say this – it was tiny and pink and beautiful – and it was unbelievably cute!

Kim was oozing wetness – and I was drooling – and it all eased down and everything was sopping, especially her anus.

I leaned in and ran my tongue up and down in long wet stripes, from her little anus up to her pubic hair and back down again. Each pass I pressed my tongue harder. I could hear Kim start to breather faster.

As I was licking, I realized I was still wearing all my clothes, and I suddenly felt so anxious. Without any warning I sat up and looked down at her.

I think my abrupt motion scared her and she whispered a nervous, “Addie?”

Then, without any hesitation I stood up next to the couch. I started to untuck my shirt under my baggy sweatshirt. As I undressed as Kim looked up at me with her big eyes, wide with an expression of bewilderment.

I was acting sort of frantic as I pulled off my sweatshirt, and then my shirt, and then my bra. This all happened fast and I watched as Kim’s eyes got even wider when she saw my breasts. They are small, but not as small as hers, and she seemed really ecstatic to see me without any shirt.

I felt my breasts jiggle as I eagerly started to take my pants off. I see the expression on her face, she looks so excited. I eased in stood right along side the couch, right up close to her face. Then I pushed my jeans and panties to the floor. When they were all the way off – I was completely naked.

I stood still, facing her, with my feet wide on the floor. – Shocked at my boldness. And I was actually surprised at how pretty I felt. I wanted to be right up close to her, I wanted her to see me naked. I wanted her to look up at me, to look between my legs.

The look on her face was amazing; she stared at my shaved vagina with wide-eyed astonishment.

I remember the one pose that I loved when I was with my old boyfriend Paul. I would get on my knees and he would be on his back, I would position myself above him with my crotch pressed firmly against his open mouth. He would lick me like that – and – Oh my God – I loved how it felt, I loved it so much. Right then, I wanted Kim to experience that too, that same beautiful feeling.

I asked Kim if she could move, “Please, can you sit up?”

She looked worried, but she sat up for me. I asked her to get on her knees, and to face the end of the couch.

She did exactly as I asked.

Then I got on the couch, on my back behind her and I sort shimmied my way under her but and I positioned my face between her legs so I was looking straight up at her sopping vagina and tummy.

She looked down at my face between her legs.

I held her hips with my hands, and gently eased her down over my mouth. There was a shaky intensity in the way her body felt against my hands.

I pressed my open mouth firmly in between her legs and I wrapped my lips over her entire vagina. Oh fuck, it felt wet and delicious.

Oh my God, Kim was dripping down in a way that seemed unbelievable. I could feel it coating my lips and cheeks, it was slippery and thick. The taste was warm and luscious, but it was the smell that was making me feel all crazy. I was simply abandoning myself. I started to suck her plump little clitoris, and right then I could feel her whole body responds to the pressure from my lips and tongue.

She eagerly begged, “Please – Please – Please.”

Oh my God, she was pleading for me to keep sucking. I was licking and sucking her cliterus with a loving passion. Then she leaned over a little more to watch me. I tried to look up from between her legs and I could see her big eyes, she was staring down at me with such intensity.

Kim reached above me and held onto the edge of the couch. She watched as my I tried to lick her vagina a little faster. Her whole body seemed to respond. The way she was leaning forward, her delicate little breasts hung down above me, and as she got more excited, her tiny breasts would jiggle as she trembled. Watching her like this was glorious.

I could feel my cheeks getting soaked.

She timidly panted, “I’m sorry – that – I get so wet – like this…”

I pulled my mouth away just long enough to say, “Oh God Kim – it’s beautiful – I love it.”

When I started sucking again, Kim began whimpering, and it just made me crazy with desire. Then I pressed my open mouth firm against her mouth – and I pushed my tongue inside her.

She felt it and she hunched over to watch me.

I tired to look up from between her legs and I could see her big eyes, she was staring at me – her beautiful face was radiant.

She watched as my I tried to push my tongue as far as I could, deep into her vagina. Her whole body seemed to respond and quiver as I pushed my tongue even deeper.

This went on for a few minutes, and I couldn’t believe how excited it made her. I could feel my face getting incredibly wet as I pushed my tongue in as deep as I could. I started to wiggle it around in between the velvety walls of her vagina. I could only do this for a little while, I mean, it was sort of hard to breathe.

I eased back but I kept my tongue pushed out long and moved my face back in again, in and out, in smooth deliberate rhythm. It was like I was fucking her with my wet tongue.

She started whining in a frantic rhythm, and it almost sounded just like she was crying. She sounded so desperate, and it made me worried I was hurting her. I pulled my tongue out and asked, “Kim, are you all right?”

She replied, “I can’t help it. I’m sorry. Please – this feels nice.”

I put my mouth back against her, and I carefully repositioned how I had my mouth over her vagina. My lips were cupped over her plump clitoris, and I sucked the protruding shape the same way a baby would suck on a nipple. And all the while, I was licking with my tongue. Oh my God, her clitoris seemed so plump and so beautiful; it felt firm and slippery.

I remember how Paul would lick me, in this exact same pose. I thought about how he would touch my anus with his fingers, and how I loved that feeling.

I reached around and eased my fingers in between Kim’s soft butt cheeks. It felt warm and slippery. When she was on her back, she was so wet that she dripped down and now everything in her butt was insanely wet.

I’m certain Kim was nervous, but I desperately needed to do what I knew would feel good. I eased one finger in and felt her tiny wet bum hole.

She instantly responded by gasping, “Addie – Oh God – Addie!” She was whimpering like some frightened little girl, it sounded so desperate.

I pressed a little harder against her little anus, and – Oh God – it felt so cute! I started making tiny little circles with my wet fingertip. Her shivering response was more intense than I could ever imagine. All the while I continued to suck her plump clitoris.

She literally started to shudder and then she started to moan – and then I felt her whole body was vibrating. Right at that moment, with my wet finger eagerly rubbing her bum hole, I just KNEW what was going to happen – she was getting close to cumming.

I sucked harder and pressed my fingertip even more firmly against her tiny anus.

She whimpered, “Yes – yes…”

And then I felt Kim backing up. She was pushing herself, her wet anus firm against the tip of my middle finger.

She let out a needy, “Oh God – yes…”

I could feel her body quiver as she pressed herself even harder back against my wet fingertip, and then I felt it slide inside her tight bum hole.

Instantly Kim started to shake and she stammered out, “I love you – I love you…”

I pushed my finger in, just a little deeper. I was amazed – it felt so tight. I started sliding my wet finger in and out as smooth as I could.

She was possessed, and stammered, “I love you – I love you – I love you…” Over and over, it was beautiful.

And then she started to tense up, and I could feel her anus gripping my finger. I looked up and she was shivering in a way that made her little breast shake with a frenetic intensity.

Her cries of “I love you,” were changing, to a fast passionate moaning.

I sucked her clit as hard as I could – I was overwhelmed with so much emotion – her tight anus was wrapped snug around my wet finger – her slippery swollen vagina pressed hard and shivering against my mouth – it was so beautiful I thought I might cry.

Then it happened, her hips started shivering. She made a desperate little crying noise, and my mouth was suddenly filling with hot liquid.

Oh fuck, I thought she was peeing in my mouth!

I pulled my face away and watched as she squirted a beautiful stream all over my neck. I responded with an electric passion, I pushed my mouth back in, and let the wetness splash all over my lips, chin and chest. All the while, Kim was shivering above me on her knees.

The warm liquid ran off my face, and dribbled down onto the couch. I watched as the stream squirted out of her sopping lips as she convulsed in a powerful orgasm. She was breathing hard, gasping am crying. I watched as she rose up tall onto her knees. She was shivering above me as the stream turned to a dribble, and then eased off to nothing.

Somewhere during her shaking orgasm, my finger slipped out of her anus.

I looked down at myself, and my chest was soaking, and my nipples looked SO hard. I was looking up at her, and she was looking down at me, she seemed absolutely thunderstruck.

I looked up at her and excitedly stammered, “Oh fuck – Kim – that was – SO beautiful.”

I think she was too overwhelmed with emotions to answer. I reached up and eased her down off her knees and onto the couch.

We squirmed together and she ended up on her back again, and I was along side, looking at her face, her mouth was open wide. She was panting from the overall intensity of what was happening.

Then, as her breathing calmed down a little subsided, I looked down at her and said, “Oh God – that was so beautiful.” I could feel that face was literally dripping, from the way she squirted on me.

I was so overcome with emotion, I asked, “Kim, was that your first orgasm?”

She smiled and nodded yes.

I felt so joyous, I eagerly hugged her and kissed her. I could feel how wet my lips were; they felt hot, slippery and delicious. I was all wet from her, from her cumming on me

She whispered, “I love you.”

And then she started to lick my lips, and then my wet cheeks and chin, she was licking her own delicious cum.

I didn’t realize it until right then, but the room was now incredibly warm. I was soaked, but I could feel that Kim was all sweaty from the heat. I was on top of her, squirming as we hugged. I wrapped my legs around her waist.

As we kissed, I realized I was pressing my crotch into her hipbone, I was humping against her, it felt so primal.

I eased myself up so I could rub with more intensity.

She looked at me, I tried to sit up a little bit on my knees. My face was dripping wet from the way she squirted all over me, and I could feel it running down my neck and chest. I was so turned-on – it was the feeling of being all wet – and it was from her; she has squirted all over my face and breasts.

She was looking right at me, staring at my dripping wet breasts.

I moved so I could hump against her even harder, I straddled her while she watched me — one leg on each side of her hips.

Without truly realizing what I was doing, I leaned forward, so my breasts were right up close to her lovely face. I couldn’t help myself.

I was on all fours, looming above her, grinding my wet pussy into her hard hip bone. My breasts jiggled with each pumping motion. They were hanging down just inches above her face.

I whispered, “Kim, I feel so full of love right now…”

I carefully inched my hard nipple toward her open mouth, and my soft breast met her wet lips, and immediately she was swallowing my big hard wet nipple.

And she sucked with a deep intensity – Oh God, I was shocked! I mean I was just thunderstruck.

It was so urgent and primal.

Instantly – I was awash in an overpowering sexual excitement – Oh my God, I was so fucking turned-on, my chest was all wet because she had cum all over me, and now her wetness was dripping down my breasts, and into her mouth as she sucked my nipple. All the while I steadily humped against her.

Could she taste herself from my wet nipple? Oh God, I know she must taste it.

I couldn’t believe that this cute girl was sucking on my wet nipples – I had NEVER felt anything like it before. It was like some crazy switch had been thrown in my head. I felt beautiful and obscene – I felt like an angel and a pervert – all at the same time.

I let her suck — I loved it desperately.

I moaned out a passionate whisper, “Kim – oh God Kim.”

She was drooling and sloppy. My slippery breasts were getting even wetter; it just felt too beautiful.

I spoke to Kim, “This feel so good. Kim – this sucking, it feels so good…”

She was sucking my erect nipple so hard, and so loud. It felt so – oh my God – it felt SO magical.

I went on talking, “Suck harder Kim – please – it’s okay – suck harder…”

Her wet mouth sucked harder. Her eyes were closed, like she was in some passionate trance. I started humping even harder against Kim’s firm hipbone, and the pressure felt amazing, I realized I could cum like this.

Oh God, I loved the feeling of my vagina pushed so tight against her. Then, I thought about her beautiful hard nipples, and I knew what I was going to do.

I eased my breasts away from her mouth. I sat up, and started inching my crotch up along Kim’s smooth tummy. I looked down and her nipples looked unbelievably hard.

She watched carefully as I moved forward on my knees, until I was squatting directly above her tiny breasts. My legs were wide over her chest.

She just lay there, with wide eyes, staring up at me. I was awash in an all-consuming feeling of joy. Kim looked so angelic and perfect.

I whispered, “Kim – your nipples, Oh God, they are so hard.”

I eased my hips forward and pushed my wet vagina against her tiny breast. I slid myself until her I felt her hard nipple bump against my pussy lips.

I immediately shuddered and whimpered, “Oh God – Kim…”

Then I carefully repositioned my knees, and my hands on the edge of the couch so I could more firmly press myself into her hard pointy nipple.

She looked up at me, pleading with those big adorable eyes.

I moved my hips and I could feel her hard nipple gliding smoothly up and down along the lips of my vagina. I could tell that I was really wet. Up and down, up and down, slow and steady.

This went on for a little while; I didn’t change the pressure or speed of my humping motions. I loved how it felt, Kim just let me rub against her and – somehow – it was making me feel so grateful. I loved it, oh God, I loved it SO much.

And then I started moving myself faster.

I couldn’t believe what I was doing; I was naked, on top of my best friend in the world and I was rubbing my wet vagina against her rock hard nipple.

She was looking at me, in between my legs at her own wet hard nipple and my swollen open lips. I had just shaved myself this same morning, so my everything felt smooth and slippery. I have never felt more beautiful in my life.

It was amazing. I could see her breast getting wet from me. I started pumping my hips a little bit faster.

I needed more, in order to get the best “feeling” for me, I needed Kim to help me. I reached up and positioned Kim’s arms up over her head, flat on the couch. I needed her to lie on her back like this, all stretched out with her arms extended over her head. Oh God this seemed to lengthen her torso, and it made her breasts seem even flatter and it made them feel even firmer under me.

I said, “Kim, stay like this, try to stay still.”

She whispered eagerly, “Okay…”

It seemed like her already firm nipples got even harder. Now I was sliding my groin against her almost completely flat chest. Oh fuck, it felt so exciting.

I was getting insanely turned-on by her tiny breasts, and grinding myself against them was absolutely delicious for me – for both of us.

This may sound perverted, but she couldn’t touch me because she needed to keep her arms stretched above her head – and I loved looking at her in that beautiful submissive pose. She knew that it felt better for me with her arms all stretched out above her head. Oh God, there was something so obedient in this pose that made it even more arousing for me.

I was getting wet enough that a glossy stripe appeared across her breast with her hard nipple in the middle.

When we got lined it up just right I could rub my bulging clitoris against her plump hard nipple. Oh my God, it was the most wonderful thing I had ever felt!

I loved the way her nipple looked; it was wet – from me – from rubbing against my clit.

Kim had such big beautiful eyes, and she was staring at me, at my wet open pussy as rubbed back and forth across her nipple.

She impatiently stammered, “Addie, oh God – this – this – this – feels so good.”

Her voice seemed so – I don’t know, so much like and excited little girl. Hearing her so sound turned-on, I felt the emotions building inside me. It felt so emotional, I mean, a hard nipple and a hard clitoris are so much the same. Both are sensitive and beautiful.

I eagerly panted, “Kim, I’m gunna – cum – soon…”

My rhythm changed, and it was almost like I was no longer humping – but quavering, with my wet clit against her beautiful hard nipple.

She begged me, “Please Addie – Pleeeeease!”

With that, I pressed the wet lips of my vagina as hard as I could hard against the flat smooth skin of her little breast. I rubbed myself right up along her nipple, and she stayed still, with her arms above her head. Her stretched out pose made her nipples seem even harder. I was pumping my hips franticly against her smooth chest.

I anxiously stammered, “Kim, your nipples – Oh God – it feels so good against my – my…”

Hearing me sound so desperate, she arched her back to make the skin of her breast even firmer. At the same time, I pushed my sopping vagina snug against her hard nipple – my knees were on the floor firm against the inside of her arms. And as I rubbed harder, I knew she could see it ALL so clearly.

She could see me – and my clitoris felt swollen and wet – rubbing against her hard erect nipple. The way she was laying, my groin just seemed so close to her face – she could see EVERYTHING.

I felt so perverted, I mean, the humping rubbing motion of my hips was just SO carnal and animalistic. The rhythm of my pumping hips got faster and faster as I slid my wet open lips across her pointy nipple.

I looked down at Kim’s beautiful face. I was losing control, and I was overwhelmed with a feeling of love. I started panting and gasping. And Kim was absolutely joyous. At that point, I was pumping really hard against the smooth wet skin of her glorious chest.

Suddenly, I started to cry – and my thrusting hips turned to a violent shiver.

Kim started squirming; she arched her back, as if she were trying to push her long wet nipple up into me.

She stammered,”Oh God – Please!”

Her big beautiful eyes were looking between my legs – at my sopping vagina – with such tenderness.

I panted out, “I’m gunna cum…”

It happened fast. Suddenly I was moaning – and Kim’s eyes were desperately pleading as she looked up at me. My hips were trembling – it was involuntary – I couldn’t help it. An orgasm was making me shake – I tried to keep rubbing – but suddenly everything just felt TOO sensitive.

I let out a stuttering, “I love you – I love you…”

My hips were shivering violently against Kim’s little breasts.

“Yes!” Kim squealed.

I convulsed in that pose, my groin shaking above Kim’s wet chest. I was on fire, I couldn’t move – and she stared – with eyes wide. It seemed like heaven had opened up and I was swallowed up in an overwhelming feeling of devotion.

And it was so obvious Kim LOVED it! She looked so thrilled.

It seemed that all I could do was hold myself there, above her, and try to control my emotions. The sight of someone so cute – so beautiful – between my knees – her breasts were wet from me – from something that felt SO WONDERFUL simply made me want to explode with joy.

“Kim – I love you so much…”

“I – I love you too.”

She looked up at me; she was so exhilarated. Her smile was honest and perfect. I was unimaginably happy. I slowly sank down into an embrace. We hugged each other so tight, and the wetness and our naked bodies fit so perfectly, like we were made for just this moment.

I was breathing hard and deep. And it took me a little while to calm down.

I whispered, “Kim – oh my God – I love you – so much…”

I pulled her in close – and softly kissed her on the mouth, and the feeling of her warm soft lips made my heart soar. The joy that I felt is hard to describe.

We were both so wet, and the room was sweltering, so both of us felt slippery and hot. A thin layer of sweat covered both of us.

Kim softly told me, “Addie, I need to – to thank you.”

“For what?”

“For being so nice to me, it feels so good.”

She sounded so happy. It felt really gratifying because, right then, she didn’t sound shy at all.

I pulled her wet body in close and said, “Kim, I loved it – I really did.”

She snuggled in close and let out a contented, “Mmmmm…”

I said, “I loved how wet you were – it was SO beautiful.”

“Really, you – you liked it?”

“I loved it!”

She replied earnestly, “Oh God, thank you, it feels SO good to hear you say that.”

It was obvious she was drinking in my praise, so I went on.

I put my lips to her ear and whispered, “Kim, when you started cumming – when you squirted like you did, I loved it, that was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

As I spoke I firmly caressed her smooth back.

She cooed a soft, “Really?”

“Kim, please listen to me…”

And then I slid my hand down her sweaty back to her smooth bottom.

I went on, “You squirted – in my mouth – and all over my breasts – Oh my God – that was the most turned-on I’ve ever been – about anything – ever!”

“Really? Do you mean that?”

“Oh God, it was magical, I loved it more than I can possibly say.”

She sounded grateful, “It felt really good, I loved it too.”

I whispered in her ear, “Your first orgasm.”

I put hand on her smooth bottom, and caressed her wet skin. She seemed to arch her bottom a little; she was obviously enjoying my rubbing.

She seemed like a new person, she seemed so much less skittish and nervous. I wanted to keep her talking; I wanted to tell her what felt good for me.

I whispered in her ear, “You know what else I loved?”


“I was so excited when you let me put my finger in your bum hole.”

She giggled excitedly and said, “Oh my God, I never felt anything like that before.”

“Did you like it?”

She giggled, “Yes, I liked it – a lot – it was so – I don’t know – so intense.”

I eased my fingers just a little bit in between her butt cheeks and caressed her smooth wet skin.

I said, “It felt really tight around my finger.”

She squeezed me tight and said, “I loved it…”

Oh my God, she sounded so emotional.

I said, “Kim, I don’t want you to leave.”

She said, “I want to stay here, like this, forever.”

She hugged me tightly with such devotion, and she put her lips to my ear and whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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