Of course, Nicole confided in her sister Rhonda, and before I knew it her sister was flirting with me at every opportunity. But I had no intention of reciprocating her affections. Nicole and her mother were more than enough for any man. However, I was confronted with the problem of keeping the girls quiet about my actions with Nicole; to ensure no petty jealousies crept in and exposed us to either parent. For I was as certain as there is no avoiding death and taxes that Sir Baring would have me hanged were the girls to turn me in. Then too, Nicole loved her sister dearly and wanted to protect her from any and all harm.
We were frolicking in Nicole's bedroom, she was already naked before me, and her hands were clenched into little fists pressed firmly against her quim.
Without a word, I leaned over and kissed Nicole passionately, moving my tongue against her lips and cupped her left breast in the palm of my hand.
""Do you really like them?" she asked innocently.
I nodded then gasped as she leaned down to kiss one of her own pink nipples. I took the nipple into my mouth the instant Nicole released it. She moaned contentedly as I sucked upon her with my mouth and rubbed the other nipple with a free hand. A moment later my hand was gently brushed aside and Nicole's lips descended upon the moist, abandoned bud. I immediately moved to the other and together we nursed happily on her elongated nipples.
Of course, as I nursed upon her my hands roved about her lithe form, caressing the fullness of her arse, delighting in the fact of how much she liked the feel of my hands upon her.
"My sweet," I said, "you have the nicest cunt I've ever seen." Nicole murmured her appreciation and opened the portal of love to my questing finger.
"It's not too much for you, is it?" I asked.
"No," she responded hoarsely. The one word spoke volumes.
I decided to move more rapidly for a time and kissed and tongued my way to her navel and swirled there a moment before proceeding further down. I stopped just below the line of faint wisps of her newly grown pubic hair. Nicole fell back on the floor spreading her legs and urging my mouth down to where her clitoris throbbed in expectation of my mouth.
I could see the goose bumps on her arms and legs as she started stroking the outside of her labia. She was biting her lip and twitching a little. I saw a flush creep across her mons. Her eyes were half-glazed as she fondled the soft, succulent flesh of her inner thigh. Her dainty fingertips crawled toward her cunt ever so slowly, kneading, kneading, and kneading.
I watched her puffy, damp, excited lips separate, exposing the gleaming bright-pink of her tender glory hole. My gaze moved up over the folds of her belly to take in the lengthy rocks of her aching, inch and a half long nipples; past the quivering of her chin and the wide-open amazement of her mouth and flared nostrils. My eyes looked deeply into hers, then away as Nicole's fingertips found and separated the moistness of her quim, and with a sudden intake of breath, her mouth and eyes closed as her head went back. I helped her to her feet and had her sit on the edge of the bed
When my finger first invaded the sanctity of her hotly glowing little slit, Nicole's pelvis bounced in a little twitch. I ventured in to the first knuckle, then with a little stir . . . backed out to barely touch the hood of her clitoris . . . then ever so slowly back down to gently prod and stir her honey pot again . . . and again and then sought a deeper purchase and out again, to bump the fast growing protuberance as it emerged from under it hooded hiding place. Nicole's hips were moving in anticipation, hungrily seeking more of my finger. The smell of her exploding hormones engulfed my senses as her juicy lubrication ran down my finger to drip off my knuckles onto the floor.
Nicole's pelvis was shaking; and her knees were stretched wide as my free hand traveled under her to squeeze her sweating buns. I groaned and dove between her legs to suck that red hot cunt between my pursed lips. She squawked in surprise, and her feet shot out from under her as she toppled backward onto the bed. I was kneeling on the floor with my face buried in her cunt. My hands clutched her little contorting pelvis to me as I speared her quaking quim with my tongue. Nicole's wide-spread legs shook with pent-up emotion; and her knees occasionally boxed my ears even as my nose snorted against her clitoris. I watched her little-girl belly knot as she spent; her body vibrating as though undergoing a convulsion and she was slobbering all over herself uncontrollably as she sank into momentary unconsciousness.
With her revival moments later, she joined me on the floor planted wet kisses along the sides of my shaft. I urged her face to mine and coyly sucked her lower lip into my mouth as I teased her nipple. As our kisses terminated, her right hand came up to grasp and hold my bone-like cock, lifting it, shifting it. "I'm going to suck your cock until you spurt," she moaned.
"As you wish, my sweet," I said softly, savoring the moment.
"Um, please don't choke me with your big thing, I shall do my best, but I fear it is too large for me to swallow properly."
I felt her breath against the end of my cock, right on the crown, and thought that she was only seconds away from taking me into her tiny mouth. I couldn't speak and only nodded my agreement. But Nicole didn't wait for my answer; instead she lowered her mouth and kissed the end of it. Her lips parted and I began sliding into her mouth as her tiny tongue swirled around the opening of my glans, darting in and out and tongue fucking my prick!
I imagined she would prove to be a priceless wench in later years as she knew so many things instinctively. Removing my member from her mouth she glanced coyly up at me and said, "I'm surprised to find that I adore taking you in my mouth. You feel like velvet and silk at the same time."
A moment later, Nicole once again took me from her mouth to babble happily about the delicious warmth of my prick and then gave me a surprising hard squeeze, turning the cockhead a dark purple before spearing the glistening drop of fluid emerging from its tip.
