High School Nerd - Wednesday - Sex Stories

High School Nerd - Wednesday

... over me. Does that mean he is still a virgin? Wrapping my arms around him, we embrace and I say into his ear, "Oh silly. We will learn together. I think we mostly just do what comes natural." He kisses my neck, below my ear, and I feel goose bumps forming, all over my skin. Closing my eyes, I bask in the feeling of his closeness, his unique, pleasant scent. Even his mouth tastes of peppermint.

Pulling back a little, I run my hand up and down and around his chest. I feel his hard muscles, his nipples, the fine hair growing there. I can even feel his heart, pounding hard in lust for me. Gently, I nibble at one of his tiny nipples, and he runs his hands through my hair.

Henry bends down and kisses my upper chest, working his way down to my breasts. The creamy white skin, and the silky soft texture are fascinating to him. He runs his finger lightly around my areola, and they contract and pucker. He takes one of my nipples in his warm mouth, just to feel it there. I feel the tingle down in my groin and deep in my belly. I push my boobs out toward him, wanting more.

Trailing my hands down his abdomen, I get hold of his penis. I have to use both my hands, holding it like a golf club, to cover his length. Squeezing it in my hands, I feel him twitch and he moans.

Opening my legs, I raise one foot onto the edge of my bed. With his cock in my hand, I run it up and down my slit, parting my labia and feeling my slick juices coating him. His dick is rock hard, but the soft tip ...

... feels delicious, running up and down my slit and making circles around my clit.

Letting go of him, I say, "I'm ready for you, Henry." With that I move to my bed, lay down with my legs open and invite him inside.

Bending over me, I am anticipating his entrance. I am ready. Then he asks, "Can I take a look? I would like to understand how you are made."

"Sure," I say. I really need him inside me. I hope this doesn't take long. He traces his finger down the valley between my breasts, to my navel. He stops and plants a lingering kiss, just below my navel. With the back of his fingers, he brushes the hair of my landing strip, up and down. Back and forth. He gently presses down on my pubic bone, testing. His fingers trace the crease, between my outer labia and my thighs, making my pussy tingle. He lightly runs his finger along my inner labia, testing the flesh. I jump as his finger brushes over my engorged clit. He notes my reaction, bends and with his tongue, traces a circle around my clit, without touching it directly. I gasp involuntarily.

"Is that OK?", He asks.

My voice trembles as I say "Oh yes. That feels fantastic." He smiles proudly. My labia have opened wide, of their own accord, and I feel him tracing the opening of my vagina with his tongue. The look on his face is pure joy and wonder.

Finally, he completes his inspection planting a kiss on my inner thigh, then asks, "Are you ready?"

I say simply, "Yes." He moves up my body, laying on me and covering ...