Chapter 9 - Exportation
Nick and Nora Procter (Part 2)
Stepping back to arms length, they look each other over. Standing near each other, she sees a male with a hard-on for her, wearing only a small locket with her picture and a clipping of hair. Smiling she says "I like the view, especially your thingy, or when we are alone, your cock or dick. At this time, it is even better, as it is hard and sticking straight out like that. Your balls are not what my grandma told me about. Yours are stuck up against he bottom of your dick, not hanging freely and swinging." Laughing she continues "grandma always called men, swinging dicks and had explained the when the dick got hard, the balls hung low, like a bulls and they were the parts that swing."
Looking back, he sees a beautiful young lady, tits standing out, nude with only a matching locket with his picture and a clipping of his hair. He then says "I also like the view of your teats or also when we are alone, your tits as they stand out like that. As to my balls, they do swing when it is hot, but it is cold in here so they pull up to get warm. Your nipples seem to stand out more, why?"
Looking down, she reaches up and rolls them between her fingers and says "They stand up and get hard when it is cold." Reaching out, she touches his small nipples and sees they are hard "it seems that yours do the same thing." Flicking them, like she enjoys doing the her own, she sees him jump a little and realizes they too are also sensitive, like hers and smiles as she takes both at the same time in her fingers and flicks them, causing him to close his eyes. "You seem to like that." She says with an evil grin.
"I have never had that done to me. It fells strange, but good. I think we are going to learn a lot about each other, very soon." With a evil grin of his own, reaching for her nipples.
She closes her eyes, as the tweaking of her nipples seems to have a direct connection to her pussy. She feels herself start to get wet, her knees get loose and she falls back into the bed behind her. Her legs are spread as she falls and he ends up standing between them. Looking down, he sees her pussy, pink among her hair, as it starts to open and shine with her wetness. Kneeling down, he leans in and looks closely at her hair covered pussy. Reaching out, he runs a finger through the hair and down the slit to the hole below.
From on her elbows, she sits up a little and is watching as he starts to explore between her legs. "It is a bit hairy down there; do you think I should trim myself there?" She asks,
Leaning in, he sticks out his tongue and licks through the hair to the pussy below. She lifts her hips to meet his tongue and closes her eyes as the feeling of his tongue on her pussy lips hits her hard.
"It is interesting, licking through your hair. I'm not sure if I like the flavor, but I do want to taste you again." Leaning back in, he takes a lick from as low as he could reach and runs it up the top of her slit, touching the hood over her clit. At that touch, her eyes pop open and she takes in a deep breath.
"Do that again, there at the top, which was intense." She says, with a hopeful lift in her voice.