Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2 - Sex Stories

Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2

... mirror. He stepped in front of her. Leaning down, he paused with his lips hovering over her bare nipple. He knew he had to go slow, much slower than in his introductions. Candy's head was turned to watch him in the mirror, to see the silhouette of his lips part and the soft center of his tongue contact the very tip of her raised nub before sliding caressingly over it. Her knees buckled. Only a little, and she caught herself easily. But no touch of her nipples had ever done that before. Val stood and looked down at her. "Are you okay?" She bit her lower lip and nodded. "Oh yeah. More than okay. You make me feel really good, bro." "There's more to come." She smiled at the look on his face as he realized what he'd said. "Yeah. I heard something about two main areas. What's the other one, huh?" She had a pretty good idea, even if being proven right made her a little nervous. "You're jumping ahead, little sister, but I'll show you the second part of the lesson. Then you have to concentrate on the first part. Remember, pay attention in case you find yourself in a position to return the favor." "Like Aunt Mar?" She was blatantly teasing him, but he played it straight. "No. That's an advanced technique. Graduate level stuff." As he spoke he turned her again to face the mirror, holding her from behind. She leaned back against him, molding as much as she could to his shape. He cupped both firm young tits, one still covered. "So this is the first target area for the tongue we are ...

... covering today. Assuming the student is able to absorb the material, we may have time for the second main area." Valentine placed his hands on the slim swell of her hips, grasping the dress's skirt on either side. He didn't dare breath. He was about to expose a treasure and he feared one wrong move might spoil it. Looking over her shoulder, he watched the hem of her skirt slowly climb as his fingers gathered the fabric in. Vaguely, he felt her fingers tugging him tighter against her. Her thighs were tan and smooth and long. As more of them were revealed, the gently curving sweeps continued to show a space between them. Then her thighs ended. With a last upward lift of the fabric, Val exposed her thin panties. His knees buckled now as he groaned. Her panties were pale yellow to match her dress and unadorned. The space between her thighs was covered by a gentle double curve of cotton, a shallow indent running between them. The lower portion was transparent with moisture and a sheen of wet highlighted the top of one inner thigh. Most boys his age, in the same situation, would be trying to figure out to quickest way to get their dick inside the beautiful eager girl, stepsister or not. Valentine knew, and had been warned, that there was no way he was getting inside a girl like her. The knowledge gave him patience, sure it could only go so far. He led her back to the bed, gathering her into his arms for a long kiss before guiding her up onto the covers. He clambered up beside her. Her ...