Janie and Me: How I Lost My Cherry To Another Girl Ch. 02
I kissed back and before long Janie's hands were up inside the T-shirt I'd borrowed squeezing my firm, full 34 C's. As we kissed she caressed my tits-she flicked my nipples with her fingers and pinched and rolled them-to which I responded with tons of moans...she probably thought I was crazy or faking...but I was just so totally hot. I could feel the juices as they started to run from my little virgin cunt-So untouched and un-plundered just jumping to be invaded.
She laid me back against the pillows and removed the T-shirt and hers too as she kissed and licked her way to my supple breasts. As she hung there like a chestnut haired angel above me, I couldn't help but wrap my hands around her luscious tits and just knead them like dough...gently running my hands across another girls nipples for the first time was something I can't even put into words.
Janie was 21 and she was ΒΌ Cherokee Indian-it definitely showed. Her long dark hair tickled my body as she kissed her way down. Her tan skin glistened with the sweat of excitement. I sat up and pulled her in to meet me-we kneeled there on the bed tits to tits and touched and caressed-eyes sparkling with passion's newest flame. I knew that this would not be the last time that I would be with her...
Janie's dark brown areolas staring out at me- I gently lowered my head and tentatively touched my tongue to one of her long, supple nipples. She let out a low giggling mummer as I licked again and then as I could hear and feel her rising excitement I began to flick her nipple furiously with my tongue. I nibbled-I sucked it in and made a meal of the first set of tits I'd ever touched.