Juliet Gladstone - Twice As Nice

"I don't think that would happen," he whispered. "Most of the time when two people meet in sex, they enjoy it pretty much, no matter how inexperienced they are." It wasn't true, of course, but it might be. It helped all to hell if one of them knew the score.

"I don't want it to be that way," she said. Her hand moved on his leg, and he couldn't control the shiver that filled him.

"What do you want?"

"I want it to be nice, sure, and very good."

"Where'd you get these ideas?" He felt like he had a raging fever. Her flesh was hot against his where she leaned against him and her hand on his leg was twitching in a steady tempo.

"I remember when Sally had her first time. One of the kids in her class. It was awful and she was really upset afterwards."

Sally hadn't mentioned that but it might help explain her sureness now, her ability to go after what she wanted. Sally was one youngster who got what she wanted now.

Sue looked up and Jeff saw the dark circles of her eyes in the pale light. "Sally says it's much better when you know how."

He sat staring at her, unable to pull away and unable to resist the temptations of her warm flesh. His hand cupped the small breast, stroked it lovingly, caught the nipple- between his fingers and rolled it slowly. Her mouth was open and she was breathing in shallow gasps. Jeff let his other hand move to her thigh. It was incredibly warm and smooth, like silk that had been lying in the sun for a long time. As his hand moved upward, the heat of her body spread out to meet him.

"Uncle Jeff-"

"Shhh, it's all right." His hand was between her thighs now, pressing at the thin film of nylon that covered her body, pulling it aside and reaching under it to find the warm nest of her pubic hair. She didn't pull away but she sat very still. He could still hear her breathing and it was getting faster. She wanted him to touch her, to teach her the things she wanted to learn, but she was terrified, he knew.

His hand was at her hairy crotch now, feeling, probing, pressing the warm mound of flesh. The hair felt sparse and soft, and her body was smooth under it. He searched for her labia, inserting his fingers between them very gently.

Her breath fluttered in a long sigh. "Ooohhh… "

He pulled her to him then, kissing her gently. Her hand tightened in a spasm on his thigh and he reached down to it and moved it to his stiffening prick. She fluttered again and he covered her mouth in a kiss, urging the hand around his stiff column of flesh. It was semihard, filling and pulsing under her touch, throbbing with need he could no longer control. He cupped his fist around hers and showed her how to pump at his tool to excite him more. The foreskin grew taut and she snaked it back to expose the head, arid for a moment her ringers slid over the satiny skin of the cockhead and smeared the tiny drop of preseminal fluid that had already formed there. She gasped, and her hand moved at him in steady rhythm.

He let go of her hand then and put his own hand back to her crotch, which was warm and slightly moist. The heat of her body welcomed his fingers as she shifted her legs slightly and let him between them. He bent close to her face, seeing her parted lips and her half-closed eyes. He kissed her again, this time parting her lips with his tongue and then caressing her tongue with his. The child trembled and her grip on his cock tightened and increased its speed.

"Ooohh, Uncle Jeff… "

"Ssshhh."

He forced her back so she was lying on the bed. He was sweating now, despite the cool air of the room, and his thighs were tight, his loins aching with lust. The child's slim young body was warm and pliant, waiting and wanting his. His finger found her clitoris and engaged it in erotic movement. He did not want to enter her with his finger, He wanted his cock to slide into that virgin territory, to be the first explorer in the new world.

Sue felt the warm shivers race through her body. They were brought on both by his touching her and her touching him. It was different, so very different! Turner had fumbled and pressed at her crotch, not knowing how to find her passionate spots, and she had pulled away from him quickly, afraid that she might become too roused by his play and not be able to stop the intercourse she knew he wanted. Turner had tried to press his own crotch to her, to let her feel the hardness growing under his jeans, and she had pulled away again, not willing to touch the flesh that might excite her beyond recall.

Now, she was, holding a penis, a long, hard cock that was filling her small hand and pressing out at her as hard as she pressed at it. It was warm and wonderful, not at all like she expected somehow, and far more wonderful. Not only that, he was touching her, expertly and surely, without fumbling. He knew just how to rouse her desires and make her want him. She'd learned the technical aspects of intercourse in her sex education classes at school, but she was unprepared for the hot, heady desire that rushed through her when Jeff tickled that small bit of woman flesh she knew was her clitoris. It was like being plugged into a light socket, tingling, hot and shocking! She knew beyond a doubt that she wanted him to insert his penis in her vagina, as the sex education teacher explained it. Or to slip his-dick into her cunt, as the kids she knew phrased it. She wanted him, and quite obviously, he wanted her.

Then he was kissing her again, his tongue delving into her mouth and searching for mutual heat, and finding it. One of his hands was massaging her breast, feeling its small curve and playing' with: the nipple that was now hard and jutting. His other hand was still between her legs, teasing along the folds of her labia minora until she thought she would go out of her mind.

His cock was a stiff rod in her fist, wet now with the secretions he was oozing. The curved cockhead felt incredibly smooth and warm under her fingers, and every time she snaked back on the tool, she could feel the loose layer of foreskin pull and stretch. He arched and shoved it into her copulating hand.

Then he released her mouth, holding his face only inches from hers. He whispered, "Do you want it?"

"Oh, yes, yes."

Jeff pulled up her short nightie, dropping it around her neck. He wanted to feel those hard young tits against him when he came down on her. He wanted the full warmth of her young body along his. He was panting hard now, his cock straining and threatening to burst. The thought of her hymen waiting to be broken was driving him out of his mind. He climbed over her.

He spread her legs, pulling her knees up slightly as he climbed between them. He wished it were lighter so he could watch what was about to take place, see his cock slip up into that virgin twat, but he didn't dare snap on a light. He'd content himself with feeling her…

He sat back, grabbing his prick and aiming it at her cunt. She whimpered slightly, and he smiled. She was hot too, just as hot as he was. How far had she and that kid Turner gone? Obviously far enough for her to know what she'd missed. Now she was begging Jeff for it.

There was no way he could stop now. He flicked his cock against her clitoris, stimulating the tiny bud to new thrilling passion. She was breathing hard now, in short bursts as though the air came from the depths of her lungs; Her head twisted from side to side, her long hair flopping.

He leaned forward, pushing gently with his dick and parting her folds of feminine flesh with his finger tips. She was very wet now, and he helped the cause along by dribbling some of his own pre-come juice on her and lathering it in.

"Ooohhh, Uncle Jefffff… "

"It's all right, baby, here it conies. Just relax and enjoy it. Try not to make too much noise… "

He pressed, spreading her with his cock, feeling the hot wet labia allow him entry, feeling the opening of her vagina, the tight small space that seemed too small for any man to enter. He could feel the stiffer tissue of her hymen, the virgin gate that had not yet been broken. His, all his.