Dorsai - Eight is enough

Though still a virgin, Jeremy had at least learned enough from Dawn that he didn't immediately jump from Brittany's lips to her breasts; rather, he slowly kissed an indirect trail down her throat on the way toward getting his lips around her nipples again. Britt seemed to appreciate the gesture, and pressed her breasts into his face when he started kissing the very edge of one of them.

As Jeremy applied himself to getting his sisters nipples as long and hard as he could, he was casually caressing the rest of her young body – and slowly easing his hand closer and closer to the cloudy vee of her pudendum.

His hand finally reached its goal, and the delicate area beyond; he was careful to spend enough time repeating his previous efforts between her parted thighs that he knew she was fully aroused before finally releasing the nipple he had in his mouth. Once again, he slowly kissed and 'bit' her with his lips as he blazed a slow and indirect trail down her body – with a brief delay to tongue and gently suck on her navel (making her giggle, then moan), the points of her hips, and along the very edges of her small pubic thatch before finally coming to a halt with the sight of her pink and parted labia before him. Even though he knew it would make her nervous, Jeremy simply had to take a few seconds to really look at the view she was presenting him: the dark pink of her thin and slightly-extended labia, how the soft and sparse hairs on her mons quickly thinned and faded before they reached the bottom of her mons, and the distinct glistening of her oils where he knew her opening was.

Finally able to raise his head and look at her, he saw that she was anxiously watching him. With a smile, he told her "I like how you look here, too. And you smell delicious!"

When Jeremy lowered his gaze again, he could see that his words had had an impact on her: her inner lips had gotten marginally darker and longer, and were a little more parted – revealing that she'd also gotten wetter inside, too.

The small sample of her nectar that he'd gotten after her orgasm had been entirely too small and brief, so Jeremy was more than happy when he finally lowered his head and slipped his tongue between Brittany's soft vaginal lips and sample her oils directly from the source. Tasting her as he was, he got the full flavor of her, and loved it: light and thin, sweet, and oh-so-fresh. Even as he was gently applying everything he'd learned with Dawn to his younger sister, Jeremy still paused every so often to look at the results of his efforts – trying, as best he could, to memorize the sight of Brittany's aroused young womanhood.

Though Jeremy took his time about increasing the pleasure he was giving to his sister, his motives weren't entirely altruistic: as much as he wanted to give her a proper introduction to being eaten, he was equally (if not more) interested in enjoying himself in the process. He knew that when she orgasmed again, he'd almost certainly have as much of her nectar as he wanted; but he was enjoying the hell out of the process as much as he was looking forward to the results…

Consequently, he spent no small amount of time with one or more of his lips, tongue, or entire mouth in contact with some part of his younger sisters sex as she moaned and writhed in response to his tender ministrations. Still, no matter how slowly he went, he was still increasing her arousal and pleasure. There was no denying the fact that he ultimately brought her to the brink of release; he managed to hold her there for several seconds before his soft sucking of her clitoris triggered her release – a deep and powerful one, judging from the spasms that wracked her young body, and the amount of fluids that her virginal vagina pushed out for him to eagerly lap up.

As it had before, Jeremy's efforts served to compound and prolong Brittany's orgasm; but there was no way to keep it from eventually fading, leaving her gasping and covered with a faint sheen of perspiration. With a final swipe of his tongue to collect the last faint taste of her, Jeremy moved to lie next to her again before taking her into his arms and holding her.

Whether it was because it had been her second climax, or that it had been that much stronger, Jeremy wasn't sure. What he did know, though, was that it took quite a bit longer before Brittany let him know that she wanted him to let go of her. He readily did as she wanted, and wasn't surprised when she simply rolled over to lay on her back. Another couple of minutes went by before she turned her head to look at him. The expression on her face let Jeremy know that he'd had much more of an impact on her than he'd thought: she simply looked stunned at what she'd just experienced. Concerned that he'd overdone things, Jeremy quickly asked "Are you okay, Britt? Was what I did too much?"

His questions seemed to focus her, and she quietly told him "Yeah, I'm fine, Jer – I think! God, that was so strong! You weren't doing too much, either, Jer. It felt really good, and I could feel myself getting more and more excited, and I knew it was going to be a big one because of what you were doing; I just didn't know it was going to be like that, was all. I'm not sorry it happened, just surprised that it did, is all."

Jeremy told her "I told you that I like doing that, and I wanted to make it as nice for you as I could, too. I'm sorry if I did anything wrong."

"Oh, you didn't! Really, Jeremy, what you did was great!"

"Is it okay if I hold you again, then?"

Brittany considered that for a second before responding with "How about if I just kind of lay against you, and you can put your arm around me? I was starting to feel kind of hot and uncomfortable the other way."

Smiling, Jeremy told her "Sure, that's fine. I like feeling you next to me, but I want it to feel good for you, too."

With that, Brittany quickly rolled over onto her side so that she was resting against Jeremy before putting one of her legs across his, her arm across his chest, and tucking her head into the hollow of his shoulder. Once she was settled, Jeremy got his arm around her and began slowly and softly caressing her side. Brittany made a small noise of contentment and wriggled a trifle closer.

The two of them stayed like that for several minutes before Brittany tilted her head back to look at him before asking "Would it be okay if I did something for you, Jeremy? Kind of like what Dawn does, but not as much?"

Slightly baffled, Jeremy replied by asking "What do you mean?"

A bit tentatively, Brittany explained "As nice as you've been, and after how good you made me feel, I, uh… I want to use my mouth on you, like Dawn does. Except that I don't think that I'm ready to let you squirt in my mouth – at least, not yet. I remember how Dawn told us how we could tell when that was going to happen, and I know it was right from last time, but I'm still a little afraid."

Giving her a brief hug, Jeremy told her "You don't have to do that if you're not sure, Brit."

"But I am sure, at least that I want to do the first part. I just don't want you in my mouth when you squirt, is all."

Jeremy considered it for a few moments before answering "If you want to use your mouth on me, I'd like that. But if you don't want the other part to happen, I promise I'll tell you before it does. Would that be okay?"

Brittany thought it over, and finally told him "Yeah, that's okay. You've never broken a promise you made to me before, so I'll trust you to keep this one, too."

Jeremy already figured to tell her when he was going to cum, if that was what she wanted; but when he heard what she had to say about him keeping his promises, he quietly resolved to make doubly sure he did as he'd said.

After Jeremy didn't say anything for a little while, Brittany figured that there wasn't anything left for them to talk about – that it was up to her to do what she'd said she wanted to. Slowly, and casually, she gradually moved her hand down until her fingertips were touching Jeremy's pubic hair. She and Bethany had talked about it, and both of them were both awed and envious of how much hair Dawn and Jeremy had, as opposed to their own sparse patches. So finally being able to toy with Jeremy's pelvic growth was something of a thrill for her – and a pleasure, when she discovered just how thick it was, yet how soft. She spent a couple of minutes just running her fingers through it before finally letting her touch include her brothers limp penis.