Convincing Megan

Megan and Katie were best friends. They had an unusual friendship; they were total opposites in nearly every way.

Now both 18,Katie was blonde and slender, bubbly and outgoing. Megan was a curvy brunette, very smart but shy. But their differences worked to strengthen their friendship. They were always found in each others company; at school, after school, on the weekends. It didn’t matter whose house they were at, as long as they were together. On this occasion, they were at Katie’s house. Megan had slept over, as was usual for a weekend. This weekend however, was different.

Katie’s uncle had come to stay.

Uncle Rob was a lot younger than his brother, Katie’s Dad, so to the two girls he wasn’t a boring old person, but a cool older guy. He didn’t brush them off, either; instead he took them to the pool hall and taught them to play, gave them driving lessons, and hung out with them at the local swimming pool.

The girls loved it.

To Katie, he was the easy-going uncle who didn’t put restrictions on her fun. She was always in the mood for a party. Her parents were fairly strict, and so Katie loved it when Uncle Rob came to visit.

Megan loved it too. Being shy, she hadn’t had much experience with men, but Rob treated her as an equal, and coaxed her out of her shell. Megan had a huge crush on Rob, but had never let on to anyone, not even Katie.

Until last night. They’d been lying in Katie’s queen-sized bed, talking about guys, with Katie doing most of the talking, as usual, and Megan agreeing and dreaming. Suddenly what Katie was saying actually penetrated Megan’s daydreams, and she stared at her friend in shock.

What?” protested Katie at Megan’s look. “You and Uncle Rob would be great together. I think you should just jump his bones. And that way you get to lose your virginity to someone decent, not like any of those idiots from school. It’s brilliant.” (Katie had lost hers recently, and immediately began plotting to help Megan lose hers. After all, what were friends for?)

“No, I …couldn’t,” protested Megan. She could feel her face going red, and turned her head away to hide the blush before Katie could spot it. It didn’t fool Katie though. She quickly jumped up and stared into Megan’s face, her mouth dropping as she realized why Megan was blushing.

“You like him, don’t you?”

When Megan didn’t reply, Katie bounced up and down on the bed in glee. “You do! I can see it! That’s so great! Why didn’t you tell me? How long?”

“For ages,” Megan confessed.

“Well, are you going to do something about it?” Katie demanded. When Megan shook her head mutely, Katie let out a cry of frustration.

But no matter how much Katie cajoled, threatened, and cursed her, Megan refused to change her mind.

* * * * * * *

The next afternoon, Uncle Rob was going to give them a driving lesson. Although both old enough already, neither of them had bothered to get a license yet. He was picking them up from the local pool, so they were out the front waiting. It was hot, so Megan decided to go grab a drink from the pool cafeteria. When she came back, Uncle Rob had arrived, and Katie was just hanging up her mobile.

“ Oh, Megan, That was Tracy on the phone. She wants some help with something or other, so she asked me to come over for an hour or so. I thought you and Uncle Rob could drop me at Tracy’s, go have the lesson, and then come pick me up. How does that sound?”

Megan didn’t like Tracy much, so rather than go to her house with Katie, she agreed to Katie’s idea.

What Katie didn’t know was that Katie had rung Tracy, to ask if she could hang out for a couple of hours. She had noticed the way Uncle Rob had looked at Megan that morning when they got up for breakfast. His eyes had followed Megan around the kitchen, taking in her ass through the silky material of her short robe. When he and Katie were talking at the breakfast bar, he’d lost the subject when Megan bent over to scrape her plate, the robe lifting higher at the back. He’d just stared….dumbstruck, thought Katie smugly.

So now Katie was playing matchmaker. In a single move, she’d given them the space and the time to do something. Now, it was up to them….

* * * * * * *

When Megan slid into the seat next to him, Rob nearly groaned. In the current teenage fashion, Megan was wearing just her bikini and a pair of low-slung board shorts. Her long dark hair curled wetly over her shoulder, and left trails of glistening moisture on her tanned skin. Her breasts were full, almost too full for the triangular scraps of material that covered her nipples.

Tearing his eyes away, he concentrated on the mechanics of driving, trying to keep his mind of the girl sitting next to him. But when Katie mentioned she wasn’t joining them today, all he could do was think of Megan, alone, with him. He knew she was innocent, but he convinced himself it was better that it be him than some pimply-faced geek who didn’t know what he was doing.

Besides, he just had to get his hands on her. He’d been fantasizing about her, and now this opportunity had dropped into his lap, he wasn’t about to miss it.

They dropped Katie off, and then Rob headed out of town, on a quiet country road that headed into rolling hills. On top of one hill, he found a lookout that had a shelter built so it was hidden from the road. He pulled in and got out, walked around to Megan’s door and opened it. He held out his hand and she took it, and they walked hand in hand to the lookout. It was a wooden platform, with waist-high railings around it, except on the roadward side, where the road was hidden by a wall. There was a bench in the middle of the platform, and Rob led Megan to it, and they sat down. Rob casually put his arm around Megan, and they sat there for several minutes.

Megan turned her head, and found Rob staring, not at the view, but her. Turning her head meant that her lips were only inches from his, and he leaned forward and gently kissed her. He pulled her closer and deepened the kiss, coaxing her mouth open, swirling his tongue inside. A shiver ran through her, and he continued kissing her, sliding his hand up her back and down her sides. Each stroke went closer to her breast, so that soon he was sliding his thumb over the material covering her nipples. He could feel it through the material, hard and perky. He brought his hand around and cupped her breast in his hands, lightly tweaking her nipple as he gently massaged.

Megan moaned in pleasure, then her eyes flew open as she realized what he was doing. She pulled back, and stood up, shaking her head and saying, “No. We shouldn’t be doing this…”

“Megan, there’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing. We don’t have to go any further than you want. Just let me kiss you.”

Rob held out his hand, and when she took it, he gently pulled her down so she was sitting on his lap, but facing him, so she had to straddle him, kneeling. He took her hands and gently placed them on his shoulders, and said, “Kiss me, Megan”.

She leaned forward and kissed him lightly. Again he used his tongue to tease and arouse her, and this time, when he placed his hands gently on her breasts and rubbed softly, she moaned and leaned into his hands. He trailed kisses down her throat, stopping to nibble at that hollow at the base of her neck.

He pushed the inadequate bikini aside, and freed her breasts. Her nipples were slightly darker than her honey-brown skin, and were very hard and erect. Rob leaned down and swirled his tongue around one, and Megan gasped. As she started to pull away, Rob grabbed her waist and held her motionless while he continued his gentle assault on her nipple.

As he suckled, he felt her relaxing against him, beginning to arch up, offering more of her body to his touch. When he switched to her other breast, she groaned, grabbed his shoulders and leaned in, tipping her head back as she lifted her hips slightly, unconsciously moving in the most ancient rhythm.

Rob slid his hands down and around her ass, massaging it, letting his fingers slip down to brush over her covered pussy as she moved. He began to bite and suckle harder on her nipples, switching from one to the other, matching the rhythm with his hands. Soon she was making little cries of pleasure, and his cock throbbed with each whimper. He grabbed her ass hard and pulled her against him, grinding her against his hardness.

Megan felt him pressing against her, huge and rock-hard. It scared her; up until now she’d never touched a man’s penis. Pushing on his shoulders she said, “Stop! We can’t…I haven’t…!” and got off. She stood there for a moment, trying to deal with the sensations her body was experiencing.

She heard Rob come up behind her. He put his hands on her shoulders, bent down and kissed her neck, and said, “It’s okay. We’re not going to have sex today.”

She looked up at him in surprise and said, “We’re not?” Then she realized how that sounded. “I mean, I thought you…”

He laughed and said, “Well, to be honest I’d love to. But you’re not ready to, are you?”

When Megan shook her head slightly, he said, “I don’t mind. How do you feel?”

She paused, then burst out, “I ache...I want…I don’t know!”

“You want satisfaction. It’s only natural,” he said when he looked at him. “Would you like me to satisfy you? We don’t have to have sex,” he added when she hesitated. “Do you trust me?”

Megan nodded, then said softly, “Yes, please. I need…” then bit her lip.

“Come here, and then take off your shorts,” Rob told her.

She did so, and when she stood she front of him in her bikini, he reached out and ran his hands down her sides, over her hips, and down her legs before getting her to lie down on the bench. He sat beside her, leaned forward, and kissed her, while playing with her breasts. Rob moved down to her breasts, and began to suck and lick her nipples, massaging her other breast in his hand. It wasn’t long before Megan was crying out in pleasure again, writhing slowly on the bench.

He slowly slid one hand down her body, gently rubbing her stomach and hip before sliding between Megan’s legs. First he used his finger to stroke her through the material When she spread her legs slightly and began thrusting upwards to meet his touch, Rob slid one finger underneath the bikini. He found she was wet, ready for his touch. Sliding his fingers between her lips, he found her clit and rubbed his now-lubricated finger over it, continuing to suck her breasts while he did so.

Megan cried out in pleasure, and Rob slid his finger downwards, away from her clit. He realized this would be Megan’s first orgasm, and didn’t want it to happen too soon. He followed her lips to her entrance, circling it several times before pushing slightly in. He withdrew his finger and slid it back up, over her clit, before coming back down again. This time he pushed in twice, lightly at first, the deeper the second time. He repeated this, until Megan was gasping.

Then he trailed kisses down her stomach, and positioned himself so he was lying on the bench, his head between her legs. He pulled the bikini aside, and parted her outer lips. Holding them apart, he began to insert his finger into her again, this time continuing to push deeper, until he found the evidence of her virginity. He didn’t push through, but continued to thrust his finger gently in and out.

Leaning forward, Rob lightly licked Megan’s pink clit. She cried out in surprise and began to sit up, but Rob gently pushed her back down and kept going. Lying back, Megan couldn’t believe what Rob was doing to her, and how good it felt. She could feel his finger pushing in and out, and she began moving her hips to meet it. A fever began building up inside her, and when Rob replaced the finger with his tongue, it neared boiling point.

As Rob licked her, he knew she was about to come. Suddenly, he rammed his tongue into her dripping pussy as deep as he could, over and over again, flicking her clit with his fingers as he did. Megan spasmed, and he could feel the muscles of her tight little pussy clamping down on his tongue as she came with a scream. It was going to feel so good inside there, he thought to himself as Megan slowly came back down to earth.

Very good indeed.