I hugged her briefly, then said "There's nothing to be sorry for. I can understand that something like that would hit you pretty hard, so if it made you feel better to cry, then that's fine."
"Maybe – but I'll bet I'm a mess now, with my eyes all puffy and my nose red -"
I touched my lips to hers before assuring her "You look fine." and taking her into my arms again.
We lay there in silence for a bit before she said "What you and Janet have – loving each other so much, I mean – is there any way that can happen with me? And maybe my folks?"
"Me and Janet, we grew up with all of this, and it's just much a part of our lives that we hardly ever have to think about it. Because I know I'm not really old enough to explain it right -" at least, not in anything less than a couple of days, maybe -" I can only tell you things that I've heard Mom and Dad say, and what they've told us."
I felt her nod that was okay, and went on "If you start trying to tell people about it, they don't really listen‹nowiki›; they'll either figure you're part of some kind of cult or something, or think that you don't know what you're talking about. I mean, you and me and Janet – we're still all just kids the way most adults think of us, and they aren't real good at paying attention to us. What Janet and I have found that seems to work pretty good is to kind of sneak up on adults about this kind of stuff. Don't try to tell them everything you want them to know all at once; instead, you keep mentioning different parts of whatever it is in ‹/nowiki›_little_ ways over a period of time. Mom says it's kind of like feeding a baby: you aren't going to give them the whole jar of baby food in ten minutes; it just doesn't work that way -" you have to give them tiny little bites every so often while you've got their attention, even if it takes an hour. And Dad says that the most important part of any kind of relationship is communication; people have to be willing to stop assuming things and start making them clear to each other if they want to make the best out of it. I can't tell you how many times I've heard Mom or Dad tell the other one something you'd think they already knew, just to make sure that the other person did know. It's the same way with me and Janet – I *tell* her that I love her, and why. Remember, most people don't really THINK about love; so it takes them a little while to understand that they can, and maybe should, be doing it too when another person tells them why that person likes them or loves them. But once another person knows that you love them for what's inside, they know that as long as they have whatever it is, they'll have your love, too – and that if there's more of the good stuff, then they'll get more of your love. Remember that trading love stuff we talked about? Almost nobody realizes that's what they're doing, or why they're doing it. Mom and Dad, and Janet and I, we do -" and because we are actually thinking about it, it means even more to us. Think about it: which would you spend first – five dollars you found on the ground, or five dollars you had to work for? And which would be more important to you, and make you happier -" what you bought with the found money, or the money you earned?"
Nadia told me "I know what you mean. I've got a blouse at home that I bought with money I earned from babysitting; I know if my mom or dad had just given me the money for it, I wouldn't wear it as much as I do."
After that, the two of us lapsed into silence again.
When several minutes had passed, it was Nadia that interrupted the quiet to tell me "Talking to you was nice, and it makes me feel a lot better -" but it's not what we came in here and got naked for. Even more that I did before, now I know that I want you to make me an ex-virgin."
Releasing her from my arms, I was glad that the two of us could kiss again – particularly after Nadia's enthusiasm and desire skyrocketed after the first one.
As our lips remained in almost constant contact, our hands were all over each other's bodies; it didn't take much longer before both of us were ready to take more immediate and direct action to get each other even more aroused. It was Nadia's idea that we stop kissing (we were panting too hard to have much success with it, anyway) so that she could clamber over me to get her hand and mouth on my semi-erect penis while giving me equal access to the area between her smooth thighs. As she was taking the head of my cock between her lips, I was slipping the end of my tongue between hers – Even with our rapidly increasing passion, both of us were careful to take our time to pleasure each other, as well. With it to be Nadia's first time, she readily let me bring her to an orgasm as she restrained herself to simply getting and keeping me hard.
I'd happily lapped up the overflow of her juices that came about from her climax, and she'd pulled herself together enough to make sure I was still hard when I heard her say "That felt real good -" but now it's time for you to be IN me!" before she carefully moved off of me. When she was sitting on my bed, I sat up next to her and asked "Do you want this to happen any way in particular? If you're on top of me, it's probably easier for you because you decide how fast and everything; but I'm okay with whatever you want."
She gave me a smile before answering "I appreciate what you just said about how I could make it easier; but I want you on top of me, so we can kiss and everything, and so I feel like I'm giving myself to you the way I want to."
I just smiled and nodded, and she got herself turned around before laying back and getting one of my pillows under her head. When I looked at her, she blushed slightly before telling me "I – I want to be able to see while you make a woman of me -"
When I started to move, she drew her knees up and spread her legs to make room and open herself up to me. Her eyes were locked on my glistening erection as I got myself into position over her. Reaching between us, I levered my cock down and lowered my hips to get the head between her labia and nestled against her opening. She was looking up at me in anticipation as I told her "I really will be fine with it if you want to stop this -" at "any" time."
"I know you would, Danny. But I want this, with you, more than anything."
I knew how true that was when I began to press myself against her entrance: I could feel her deliberately trying to relax herself to let me in. Sooner and easier than I thought it would happen, I felt the head of my cock slip through the tight ring of her opening. She gasped when it happened, and I immediately held myself still in her as I asked "Are you okay? Do you need me to take it out?" "Don't you*dare* pull out of me!" she exclaimed, followed by telling me "Yes, I'm fine -" better than that, even – just having that much of you in me feels good. I was just surprised when it happened, is all.", more calmly.
Looking at her closely, it didn't appear that she was in any distress; all I could do was wait for her to let me know it was okay to continue -" something that happened just a few seconds later when I felt her press herself up against me while her eyes were locked on where we were joined. When I began to press my hips forward again, she released a soft moan as she watched and felt as almost a couple inches of my penis disappear between her vaginal lips. I slid myself in and out of her a little bit to make sure I was coated with her oils, then slowly eased most of what was left of my erection through her portal before I paused to get myself lubricated some more. The next push of my hips ended with my pubic hair merged with hers.
Realizing that I was all the way inside her, Nadia looked up at me in something akin to awe as she softly told me "That was amazing – watching and feeling it at the same time while you got inside me. It feels so good, the way you make me feel so – so – full -" it's like there was something I was missing and didn't know it, and now I have it -"
I lowered myself to support my body with my elbows so that Nadia and I could kiss -" and so I could have a little time to get used to having her around me. It had been a while since the first time I'd been with Sis, and Nadia's tight sheath felt a lot better around me than I was used to. By the time we got through kissing and trying to check each other's tonsils, I was in full control of myself again -" and Nadia was more than ready for me to start moving in her.
The first few strokes I made in her were long and leisurely, meant to ensure that I was properly coated with her lubrication and to give her the chance to let me know if she was having any problems. The way she arched herself up in welcome to my slow-motion thrusts let me know she was doing fine; from there, it didn't take long for me to get into a rhythm that she plainly found satisfactory. Still supporting myself on my elbows, I could feel the hard peaks of her breasts drawing designs on my chest in time with my motions in her. I also used the opportunity to continue kissing her -not just on her lips, but her eyes and the corners of her mouth and her shoulders and anyplace else that I could reach. When I managed to nibble on her earlobe with my lips, she released a deep groan as she dug into my back with her fingernails.
When the pressure on my elbows got to be too much, I moved to support myself with my arms as I continued to piston in and out of Nadia's warm, tight channel. From that position, I was able to lower my head and arch my back enough that I could get my mouth on her breasts -" much to her enjoyment. When sucking on the ends of her breasts got difficult, I carefully took one of her nipples between my teeth, and let the swaying of her breast create the gentle tugging on it as I held it still. In response, Nadia became even wetter around me as she got even more aroused from the resulting sensations.
Tight and warm and wet as Nadia was inside, I was having a tough time maintaining control of myself as I continued to slide my stiff dick in and out of her more and more quickly. When I felt her vagina begin an intermittent clenching around me as she got closer and closer to what I just*knew* was an approaching orgasm, that "tough time" turned into "real challenge". And as the time between those clenches got shorter and shorter, the challenge increased proportionally -" and finally became more than I could withstand. Reluctantly giving myself over to the need to get off, I began pistoning myself in her progressively faster – and harder. In turn, that only accelerated how fast she approached her release, which only made things that much worse for ME. It wasn't long before my room was filled with the liquid-toned slapping of my pelvis meeting hers overlayed with the assortment of pants, gasps, moans, groans, and other sounds each of us was making in our upward spiral of passion and pleasure.
I was reduced to fighting to delay my own climax seconds at a time when Nadia found her release. Wrapping her legs around my waist, she lifted her hips off the bed in an attempt to get as much of my cock inside herself as she could while she nearly screamed with the start of her orgasm. Her vagina got so tight around me that only her abundant lubrication made it possible for me to all but slam myself into her a couple of times before my cock erupted deep inside her.
As I continued to try and fill her with my hot jism, Nadia's wet sheath felt like it was fluttering around me as it loosened slightly -" only to clamp down again with the start of the next cycle of her climax. With my previous experience being limited to Sis, the novelty of what Nadia was doing to me greatly amplified the pleasure I was already experiencing, making the rest of my spunk leave me nearly as forcefully as the first spray had. It was an intense and altogether pleasurable experience.
There was only a last feeble spurt of semen to deposit in her when Nadia's orgasm had tapered off enough for her to let her hips slowly drop back onto my bed. Wanting to show her that I really did care about her, I kept my pelvis next to hers so that my slowly deflating cock would stay inside her; then I moved to cover as much of her body as I could with my own. Though I was still panting somewhat, I lowered my head and managed to begin kissing her face and shoulders again as a few last aftershocks rippled through her body. Both of us were covered with a fine sheen of sweat, and the lubrication it provided as my body moved against hers further helped slow the shrinking of my penis. I was probably still 90% hard in her when she finally opened her eyes.
It seemed to take a couple of seconds before she realized that I was associated with the pleasure she'd just experienced; when she did, though, she hugged me hard enough that she nearly managed to keep me from breathing for several seconds before letting up. She still had me in her arms as she began to shower my face with kisses while crying and trying to talk to me at the same time. It took a little doing, but I finally managed to get her to stop trying to kiss me and talk at the same time; from my experiences with Janet, I knew that getting the crying to stop was pretty much a lost cause.
When she let her head fall back to the pillow, Nadia's eyes were still leaking tears as she told me "Oh, Danny! I knew that it would be better, having you inside me – but I didn't have any idea that it would anything like*that*! It felt so good at first, when you were being so careful with me; but then it started feeling better and better when you were moving in me. I could feel it building in me, kind of like you can sometimes feel it when a really big storm is coming, and I kept thinking that it was going to happen for me any second now -" except that it*didn't*‹nowiki›; it just kept building and building in me. Then you started moving faster and harder, and that felt even better than before – and I could feel it getting even ‹/nowiki›bigger in me until I didn't think I could stand it any more, and it still didn't happen! I thought I was going to go crazy from wanting it so bad when it was like a dam broke open inside me. And then it got even better when I could feel you squirting your stuff in me -" it was like you were filling me with liquid fire or something, it felt so hot in me! I knew that you'd make my first time good, but that was better than I could have even*hoped* for. And now you're staying with me – holding yourself over me so I don't feel cold or alone, and keeping yourself inside me so I can keep feeling you there for as long as I can. Oh, Danny, I love you so much!"
When she was done, I lowered my head and kissed her before telling her "And I love you, too, Nadia", glad to know that I'd brought her the kind of happiness and pleasure that I'd hoped (and tried) to.
Over the next several minutes, Nadia and I exchanged a number of kisses -" to each other's lips, faces, and shoulders. Both of us could tell that my penis was gradually getting smaller and smaller in her, and I was the one to address the impending problem by telling her "I think both of us know that my cum is going to start running out of you when I get a little smaller; it doesn't bother ME in the slightest, so it's up to you what happens after that. If you want to go into the bathroom, it can be by yourself so you can do whatever you want to, or I can go with you and we can take a shower together; either one is fine with me. If you want to stay here, I can get a towel to soak it up so you don't feel uncomfortable and so there isn't a wet spot that would make us uncomfortable when we go to sleep. If there's something else you want to do, just let me know what it is, and I'll do my best to help make it happen the way you want. If you don't want to do*anything* for a while, I'm absolutely ready to stay here with you for as long as you want -" like we are now, or you on top of me, or just next to each other."
Looking up at me in affection, Nadia told me "You're an absolute dear to be so calm about it, and try to help me not be embarrassed or anything. I knew that if we were together and you squirted your stuff in me, it was going to have to come out sooner or later. I've already decided what I wanted to do, and that's take a shower -" with you, if you want. After the way you made me feel, I'm not going to be ashamed or embarrassed about any of this."
I smiled and gave her a kiss before telling her "I'd be delighted to take a shower with you. The only question is if you want some time by yourself first, or not."
She giggled before answering "I'm not worried about you seeing your stuff running out of me, or me cleaning it out -" you put it there!"
I had to grin as I told her "It doesn't bother me any – I think it's kinda sexy, even!"
I could see the humor in her eyes as she exclaimed "Men!", pretending to be disgusted.
A couple of minutes later, I did finally uncork from her; we continued to lay there for several seconds before she told me "Okay, let's go ahead and get this over with", her tone of resignation giving lie to the anticipation I saw on her face. I moved off of her, and she didn't hesitate in the slightest to use one hand to cup her mons before taking my hand with the other. In the bathroom, I got the shower started and adjusted to her specifications as she stood next to me. When she was ready, the two of us got in and had a fun time getting each other cleaned up. I was behind her, industriously lathering her breasts when she let my cum run out of her. When she slid one of her fingers inside herself to make sure she was cleaned out, I was watching; after she saw my penis twitch, she released a theatrical sigh before grinning at me.
Once we were cleaned up and dried off, it was back to my room so the two of us could spoon on my bed. I was behind her and holding her breast in my hand as the two of us talked -" mostly her asking me different questions about love, and trading values with other people. I made sure that she understood when I told her something I knew from actual experience, and when I didn't. That went on for nearly an hour before Nadia asked "Danny? When you made love with me – it felt so much better than I thought it would, and you made me SO happy, and I know I'll always smile when I remember it – and I don't want to say anything to make you feel bad or embarrassed, but – was – was it just the one time tonight? Or could we, you know, maybe do it again?"
Amused at the change in her, I kissed her ear and answered "It doesn't have to be just the one time tonight if you don't want it to be. It'll take a bit longer for me to climax, though."
I*had* to smile when she told me "I, uh, I'd like that." Feeling my flaccid penis in the crease of her ass, she continued "I'll be glad to get you ready again, if you want -" like use my mouth on you again -"
Nuzzling her ear (and making her shiver in response), I told her "That would be nice, but maybe you can think of something that both of us can do to get each other ready. Something we haven't done before that you think would be really fun and sexy at the same time."
She considered that for several seconds, then hesitantly offered "I -I've wondered how – how guys, um, take care of themselves. You know, make themselves, uh, feel good." Blushing furiously, she continued "I could, you know, do that for you while you do it for me. Would that work?"
I knew I didn't have to answer when my cock started to erect at the idea of the two of us masturbating for each other; it took only a second for her to feel my response, and she turned her head to look at me as she asked "You – you'd like that? You wouldn't think it was gross or anything?"
"Not even a little bit", I assured her. "I'd really like to see that."
She searched my face for a few moments, as though needing to make sure that I wasn't joking. When she realized I wasn't, she moved away from me a little bit, then shifted herself closer to the headboard on my bed. Leaning back against it, she brought her knees up and spread her legs before giving me a look that let me know I was lagging too far behind. I quickly mirrored her position by sitting opposite her and leaning back slightly to support myself on my arm. That left each of us with a clear view of the other, and it was Nadia that got things going by putting her hand on her mons and slowly drawing the tip of her finger up through the cleft of her sex.
When I got my hand wrapped around my semi-erect penis, Nadia's eyes immediately locked on the sight -" a few moments later, I watched her labia begin to peek out at me from her cleft as they got longer in response to her increasing arousal. Her fingers stayed busy between her thighs as she watched me begin to stroke myself; it was easy to see her clitoris responding to her tender ministrations, and the area between her labia begin to shine as she got more excited. Seeing her getting more and more aroused had the same impact on me; it didn't take long for me to become fully erect. I continued to slowly slide my hand up and down my stiff cock as Nadia pleasured herself: dipping her finger into the entrance to her vagina and collecting the oils there to use them as the lubrication she needed while she twirled her fingertip around her clitoris; moaning softly as she slid first one finger, then two, into herself -" and leaving her drooling slit not quite completely closed when she pulled them out again; her labia getting a little longer and darker and thicker as her arousal ratcheted higher and higher.
A drop of pre-cum appeared on the end of my cock, and Nadia's excitement grew even faster as she began licking her lips. She had started rocking her hips as her hand became more insistent between her smooth thighs when I used the end of my finger to collect the drop of pre-cum on the tip of my erection; her look of disappointment turned into delight when I lifted my hand and offered her the small sample of my semen. She had to lean forward only a little bit to open her mouth and clean the proffered drop with her tongue; she'd barely pulled her tongue back in and closed her mouth again when her body began to spasm with the start of an orgasm.
Being able to watch as Nadia experienced her release was erotic as all get-out, and made me glad that I'd only masturbated enough to keep myself hard; there isn't a doubt in my mind that if I'd been anywhere near cumming, watching her do it would have been enough to push me over the edge. Even so, it seemed like a good idea to release my penis to make sure that didn't happen.
When Nadia opened her eyes again, she looked at me blankly for a second or two before her eyes went to my stiff dick. After releasing a deep, throaty moan, she declared "Oh, god, I need that!" before quickly moving to straddle my hips. Reaching between us, she raised my erection to the vertical and got herself positioned so it was pressing against her opening. Holding me steady, she closed her eyes and started lowering herself onto it; she was wet enough that she managed to get nearly half of me inside before she had to raise up a little to spread her juices on me, then easily got her tight little ass settled onto the top of my legs. After a bit of wriggling, she managed to get the last fraction of an inch of my penis through her portal, and groaned her pleasure before opening her eyes again.
She leaned back to support her body with her arms as she began rocking her hips so that she was moving perhaps an inch of my manhood in and out of her vagina. With her tilted away from me, that gave me the opportunity to start using my mouth and tongue on her breasts as I caressed and massaged and squeezed the firm globes of her ass.