Mel Marshall - Two-way sisters

"Does that always happen?" she asked, looking up at him.

"No," he laughed. "Only when someone pays attention to them like you just did. Of course, you can't see the difference like you can with yours."

He playfully tweaked the two taut nubbins, sending a shiver through the young girl.

"Here," he said, sloshing fresh water over his chest to remove the soap. "Take one in your mouth and suck. Use your teeth, but not too hard."

This was exciting! She was finding out new things, things she had never thought about before. He was patient with her, not demanding. She did not feel threatened like she had with Ron, only horny. It was different now, and she thought that maybe she had Dianne to thank for that.

Her head eagerly bent down to his chest and she sucked the dark coin of his nipple into her mouth. There was almost no taste at all. She whipped her tongue over the hard little point and pressed it against the backs of her front teeth. She rolled it a few times, lubricating it well with her saliva. This was making her more excited. She held it in with the suction of her mouth, getting her teeth on either side. She bit down, trying to go easy as he had said, but her excitement made her bear down harder than she meant to.

"Owww!" The nipple jerked out of her mouth.

"Oh… I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?"

"Yes… I mean no, not really. It felt good." He looked down at his chest. "Just as long as you didn't draw blood," he laughed. "You really don't know much about men, do you?"

"N-no, I guess I don't," she replied. "But I think I want to learn."

"Good. Why don't you wash my prick now." He could hardly wait to feel her smooth hands on his upright prong.

She lathered up her hands and spread the soap quickly over his cock and balls. He grunted once as she did so. She paid close attention to him. She had never really been able to look at a cock at close range like this. The head grazed along her wrist as her hand went to the hairy sac that hung below. She slowly moved her hand, letting his balls rub against the slick palm of her hand. His cock throbbed more forcefully now.

"Oohhh, yes, baby, that's it. Now touch the back, the underside."

As she massaged, he jerked and inhaled sharply. Her other hand found his prick and wrapped around it. It was so big! She could with a little effort get her thumb to touch the tips of the fingers on the underside of his shaft, but she had to squeeze the spongy mass of flesh to manage it. Her manual compression made him groan again.

He liked it! She moved her hand to a different place and squeezed again, taking care that her fingernails didn't dig into the sensitive skin. She was rewarded with another groan and a wiggle of his hips.

Two hands should be better than one, she thought. She grasped his cock with both hands, bracing one hand against the hard place, in the thicket of pubic hair and putting the other against it, as if she were holding a baseball bat. The rod seemed iron hard to her first touch, but it gave slightly when she squeezed, this time with bath hands. She continued the movement, making it more rhythmic and speeding up. Only the purplish glans showed fully now, flaring outward when she applied pressure, then thinning when she released.

She squeezed as hard as she dared.

If this luscious girl kept it up, he was going to come right in her hands! Abruptly, the alternating pressure stopped, though her hands remained on him. She was staring down at his prick.

"What's wrong?" he panted. "You're doing great! Don't stop now."

"I just noticed that you're… you're leaking!" She giggled. "Did you come?"

"Hell, no!" he roared, finally understanding. His young sister-in-law put on a good act of knowing everything about sex, the way she bounced around, but he had not until now understood the extent of her ignorance.

"That's just pre-seminal fluid," he said, feeling like a professor lecturing a class. "It means that I'm very excited. I didn't come, but I would have in another minute or so. It's just like the way your cunt juices when you're excited."

She took the clear drop from the tiny slit of his cock and rolled it between two fingers. It was very slippery, almost slimy. Already another drop was forming slowly at the tip of his cock.

"Would you like a taste of things to come?" he asked. She looked at him blankly. "I mean, would you like to suck it?"

"Oh yes!" she said, her hands resuming their hold. But she looked dubious. "But I don't think it would all fit in my mouth. And I might do it wrong – I might hurt you."

"Don't worry. I'll tell you what to do."

His legs were tensed against the sides of the tub. He realized that he was getting uncomfortable from having stood there so long. It would be better if she would give him head in the bed, where he could lie down. He motioned to her to get out, and she turned off the water as he stepped onto the rug. The excitement was bright in her eyes as they toweled off. She could hardly wait to get his hard prick in her mouth.

He went out to the bed and lay down on his back. She stood at the foot watching him uncertainly.

"What do I do first?"

"Well, to begin with, you can get on the bed and lick my balls. But whatever you do, don't use your teeth this time."

She nodded in agreement. Her head went between his legs, her damp hair falling over his stomach and legs. She grasped the base of his cock in her left hand, so she could get to his tightening balls easily. But there was really no need, because his erect prick was standing straight up in the air. The idea of directing this all-too-willing girl to go down on him was tremendously arousing!

Her tongue went out to follow the shallow hollow that divided his sperm-sacs. The short hairs tickled her nose. As her tongue wetly swished over the curves, she felt him tense. She gently took one testicle in her mouth, letting her tongue caress it lovingly. Then, using her free hand, she slipped the other one in. They did not fill her mouth, so she inched up until all of the scrotal skin was inside. She bathed his balls in the warm juices of her mouth for a moment, then began to move her tongue.

"Take it easy, now, don't go too fast or too hard. Oh, yes, that's it, that's just exactly right. Just sort of warm them up. That's perfect. Remember that a man's balls are the most sensitive part of his body, except possibly for his cock."

She wanted to get his prick in her mouth. She let the balls pop out of her mouth and moved to his stiff dick. Her lips formed a tight ring around his engorged glans as she used the point of her tongue to capture the clear fluid that was again emerging from the hole in his meat.

"Whoa? Not so fast! You've got to lick and kiss and nibble first. Tease around a while before you get down to serious sucking."

"I just wanted to see what you tasted like," she said as she rolled his slippery juices on her tongue, tasting them. Not bad, she decided. It had a stronger taste than Dianne's pussy juice.

"I like it," she purred. "I wish there were more."

"There is. I'll show you a trick every boy learns before he's thirteen. See that ridge on the bottom of my prick? Put your thumb at the very bottom and push up. Keep a firm pressure."

She did as he told her to. As her thumb neared the small pinch of skin where the glans started on the underside of his cock, she was delighted to see more of the exciting, delicious wetness emerge and cling to the head. She immediately clamped her hips over the bulb and licked away every drop, thrilling to its pungent taste. Her tongue darted at his slit so as not to miss a drop.

"OK… Jesus… take it easy," he moaned.

Her sweet mouth left him. "Don't you like it?"

"I love it! But don't do that just yet. Do like I told you before."

She felt like she was on fire. She felt a hunger in her cunt that she was trying to fill by way of her mouth. She drove back down on the stiff rod and began to nibble and lick it, working up from the base to the head. She paid careful attention to the taut skin on the head of his prick, working her tongue over the surface, as if it were a lollipop.