Holly felt so warm and safe in her bed with her brother beside her, his hand tenderly cupped over her pussy. It was hard to believe they had fought the day before, that she had actually hit him. She was trying to understand the emotional impact of the last few days, bouncing through so many feelings. She loved Ricky but continued to feel the twinges of guilt, twinges that in turn somehow intensified her desire. Watching him touch himself was so much more than watching any porn movie and feeling him touch her was ecstatic, so much more intense than the boys she had let touch her before. Perhaps that is why she reacted so violently when Ricky tried to defend Liz, was she jealous of Liz?
"You never told me how your date went last night," Holly said.
Ricky made an odd face and replied, "You were so right Holly, Liz teased me all night, saying things, groping me, acting sexy and then when I responded she'd shut me down. It wasn't until we were at a party, with a bunch of people around, then she grabbed my hand and shoved it up her skirt. I didn't want to do that in front of all the people, but when I tried to get her to go upstairs to a room she wouldn't, at least not just with me. She actually got another couple talked into going up with us. When I backed out, she got two guys to go with her."
"So three guys and two girls went into the room?"
"Yeah. She had me worked up all night, but unless I wanted a group scene she just left me alone. Hell, when she went upstairs I just left."
Glancing down, Holly could see the bulge in her brother's shorts and said, "And then you come home..."
"I came home and went to bed."
"You didn't..."
"Jack off? No, I took a shower and went to bed."
"Why didn't you take care of yourself in the shower?" Holly asked.
"After I realized how right you were about Liz, I... ah well, I wanted to wait, maybe do it with you watching."
"But then you touched me, made me feel so good," she said, reaching her hand down and grasping his cock though his shorts.
"I didn't know if I should touch you, I wanted to make things right with you and well, touching you just felt right."
She began sliding her hand up and down the length of his shaft, moving up onto her knees so she could kneel above him. Ricky slid onto his back and when Holly began pulling the elastic on his shorts downward, he reached down, lifted his hips and pulled his shorts and underwear off. Without thinking, before Ricky could grab his cock and begin stroking, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around him.
"It's so soft, the skin is so soft," she whispered, moving her fingers down to the base of his shaft. She had never seen it so close up, so she rested her head on his thigh and just looked at it, moving the foreskin some, watching it stretch at the base. Pushing it down slightly and lifting her head, she saw the large vein at the top, she ran her fingertip along its path. She looked at the head of his cock, the way it curved and attached to the shaft, then ran her finger along the underside up onto the head and to the tiny hole.
Her fingertip got wet in the pool of pre-cum that had welled at the tip of Ricky's cock. Holly took the finger and held it up to her mouth, touching the wet fingertip to her tongue. Blinking her eyes at the salty, bitter taste, she moved her tongue around in her mouth, trying to decide if she liked it or not. Wanting a bigger taste so she could tell, she leaned her head down and touched her tongue to his tiny hole and slurped up the pre-cum. Once again the taste jolted her, but what surprised her more was Ricky's reaction to her tongue touching his cock.