Chapter 2: Monday, Part 2

LOGAN

Wrestling! That’s what I live for. I was looking forward to practice as I always do, only this time with a little dread -- I was naked today. I had to practice naked too. The coach explained it to me.

“You can wear shoes, knee pads and elbow pads and of course you’re required to wear your headgear, but the pads and shoes are optional. The same goes for wrestling matches, not just practice.”

Ew, I have to be naked for wrestling matches in front of everyone. Practice, I suppose, isn’t so bad being naked, but it’s doing it with someone I don’t know that gives me the willies. Wrestling means too much to me so I’m going to stick it out. I’ve heard of others who quit the team because of having to be naked, but I’ve never known anyone personally. A heavyweight, Matt, did the naked thing earlier, a couple of weeks ago, but we only had one match then so at least the idea wasn’t completely new for me.

Practice was a rush though. I didn’t get too freaked out. In fact, it was kind of fun not to be wearing clothes while practicing. One thing for sure: there was no cloth to wick my sweat away from my body so I ended up like I’d just poured a bucket of water over me. Fortunately, there’s nothing that says I can’t towel off from time to time.

I ought to mention that we have two girls on the team: Cheyenne and Audrey. Audrey was a little gal, smaller than me by far and she wrestled in the lightest weight category, ninety-eight pounds and under. She was pretty damn good too -- she was on the varsity team. Of course, she was a senior but being a lightweight I get to practice with her a lot.

Then there was Cheyenne, who’s a sophomore. I’ve known her for years and we’ve been long time friends. We live only a few blocks away and our families know each other. We were only occasionally put together during practice. She wrestles in the hundred and forty-six-pound class. Yep, she’s bigger and taller. I don’t think too many guys would want to tangle with her. But they wouldn’t anyway -- she’s one of the nicest people I know.

Now if you think the girls wrestle in a special girls’ category, think again. This is not like twenty years ago, they compete with the guys now. This meant the girls on our team were pretty darned good and that’s why I would often get my ass kicked by Audrey in practice. But I’ll tell you one thing: it’s a hell of a motivator to get better. Because of both Audrey and Cheyenne, I was getting a lot better than I thought I ever could be.

As you can imagine, I got ribbed by the team about being nude. I took it in stride. If I didn’t then that would be showing signs of weakness and that’s something you just don’t do. But, as I said before, I still felt a bit squeamish. That’s until I started doing drills with Audrey.

One of the drills we did is called riding. The top wrestler spins around on the back of their partner who is on their hands and knees. It’s called riding, because, well it is riding your opponent and keeping the right position behind them. The top wrestler holds their hands behind their back as they spin and every time the coach blows the whistle you change the direction of spinning.

Audrey wasn’t wearing the one-piece suit typical of wrestlers; that’s usually only done for matches. Instead she was wearing shorts and a t-shirt like rest of us, except me, of course. While I was riding on top of her back with my bare chest, her shirt would bunch up. She took her shirt off, problem solved. I love that about her: she had no qualms getting topless in practice with the guys. My friend Cheyenne was the same way.

Once that was settled I had no problem when I was in the bottom position with Audrey riding me, but there was a different problem when I was on top of Audrey’s back: every time I spun around to her front, my dick would slap Audrey in the face. She didn’t appreciate that. The feeling of my chest on Audrey’s bare back as I was riding on top of her was keeping me hard. If I could have softened it up, I would have. It ended, thank God, and not a moment too soon. I hated slapping Audrey in her face like that.

We then practiced escapes. That’s where the wrestler on the bottom position tries to get up and away and the one on top tries to keep them from doing that. The bottom wrestler usually tries a stand-up move and the top wrestler holds on with all their might, or grabs a foot, or picks them up or one of a dozen other choices they have to prevent the escape. Once standing, the top wrestler might still have ahold of the bottom one, then the bottom one’s job is to break that hold. We would usually do a set move so the one on top knew what to expect and we only had a few seconds to stand up and move away or turn around. It was a fast-paced drill that helps you get a feeling for escape moves.

I did pretty good preventing Audrey from escaping, but she also did a good job of holding me down too. I had no problems holding to her bare torso when I was the top wrestler. I did get to pick her up once and once in the air I twisted her bringing her back down on her side. She didn’t escape that time. I was good at that particular move because I was strong. I wasn’t tall though, so it didn’t work well for everyone, but Audrey was smaller than me. I had a bit of a problem when it was me escaping though but only because I didn’t want her to let go of me, even if that was the object of the exercise.

One time when I did succeed in standing up I leaned back then spun around as you’re supposed to with that particular move. But this time she grabbed me by the dick as I turned around. I didn’t know what to make of it and I just stopped. It took me by surprise-- that’s not something wrestlers usually do, even when naked. But you’re not supposed to stop until the coach blows the whistle.

“Morris!” the coach yelled.

“Yes, sir!”

“Why did you stop? You don’t ever stop, Morris. You hear me?”

“Yes, sir.” I replied. “It won’t happen again.”

Audrey had a smug look on her face. Damn her. This was her fault.

We finally moved into our last set of drills then on to actual wresting toward the end of practice. We’re always switching partners and I was a little sad leaving Audrey. She was a good but smaller than me and I usually wrestle Dylan more in practice since we were the same weight, but he was a senior and on the varsity team which was why I was JV – that and I was a freshman. I was nearly as good as him, but not quite. However, I feel I was better than Colton who was on varsity at the one hundred and thirty-two-pound class. I should be on varsity instead of Colton but being a freshman, fat chance of the coach putting me on varsity even at that heavier weight class.

I had sweat an ocean by the time our two-and-a-half-hour practice was over. We would usually do three hours but tomorrow was a match day. Three hour practices were usually reserved for the beginning of the season before the matches started. I was ripe by the end of practice as usual and looking forward to cleaning myself up. Today it meant another trip to the girls’ showers. Hot damn!

EMILY

“Remember, you’re still on probation, Emily.” Addison told me.

“I remember, Addison. I’m also grateful you’re taking me back.”

“Dr. Bruce made a point of telling me himself that you’ve regained eligibility.”

“He told me that too.”

“So, don’t fuck it up this time.”

“I won’t. Can I ask you something?”

“Later. We have practice now. You’re still a flyer, by the way.”

“I expected no less.”

In case you’re wondering, a flyer is the one that they throw up in the air. I met the prerequisites: I was light. It felt funny to be thrown up in the air without clothes on. I even took off my shoes. I think it helped by being a pound or two lighter, but by also not getting in the way. We spent most of the practice flying. They hadn’t been throwing me for a whole week and we all needed to get back into it. It was good to be practicing and being with all the cheerleaders again.

When practice was over everyone wanted to know about Jay. Jay earned a reputation last week, and that was in no small part due to the fact that he serviced the whole cheerleading squad. When I say serviced it means that he went down on them. That is, he licked their pussies. He gave them head. Just to be clear: he gave them all oral sex. Sounds crazy, right? It is, until you’ve experienced his mouth on your, uh, you know what. Yeah, he’s that good.

I’m not sure what they wanted to hear from me but I was somehow secretly chosen to be the designated Jay representative. I’m guessing everyone found out about Jay and my relationship which was, well, I don’t know. That’s one of the reasons he and I needed to talk.

Jay and I became very good friends. You see, Jay has a girlfriend, Sue, who was also his partner last week. She’s his lover. Yet, I still thought a lot about Jay and I being lovers. We did fuck last Friday, but I think that’s where I went wrong. He’s been avoiding me today and then last Saturday happened, which really sucked.

My friend on the squad, Riley, called me Saturday night to warn me that Jay was at Addison’s party. Addison is constantly throwing parties for us and all the jocks are invited. This includes the wrestling, track and especially the football teams. But anyway, Jay was there and Riley was right -- they were taking advantage of him. I caught Jay in bed with Addison and that’s what I wanted to talk to her about. I don’t know if she was blowing me off earlier but it seemed like she was blowing me off now at practice.

There was no way Addison could deny what happened. I went to her house Saturday night and caught the both of them in Addison’s bed. I wasn’t able to catch Jay or Addison after today even after practice so I had to give up. I needed a shower and I had to use the boys’ locker room as usual being in The Program. This time I knew most of the athletes who would be showering at this time of the day. The wrestlers were there but I think the basketball team were still practicing. At least I had a good talk with Matt. He was at the party and he told me that Jay came running after me after I caught him with Addison.

“Yeah, Emily. He was really fucked up though. He took the stairs three at a time and ended up face-planting at the bottom. I thought he was hurt but he got up and asked about you. You were long gone by then. He looked dejected.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Of course, it could have been that he was just drunk.”

“How drunk was he?”

“I’m surprised he was still conscious.”

“I see. Well thanks, Matt.” I was grateful for the news. I think Jay did want to see me Saturday night although he seemed like he didn’t want to today. I don’t know, maybe it was my imagination.

“No problem.” Matt said. “I see you’re doing another naked week.”

“Last week I was being punished. This week I’m in The Program.”

“Ha-ha. I hope you like being nude.”

“It ain’t bad really. It will be good to get it all over with in one go. I won’t have to ever do it again.”

“Who’s you’re partner?”

“Logan.”

“Holy cow, Logan? I should have known. You two were meant for each other. How’s Logan treating you?”

“Meh. Do you know he expected me to give him relief today, and in second period? He couldn’t even wait a day.”

“Hmm. Partner expects sex syndrome.”

“Yeah, that’s about right.”

“He’s only a freshman. Give him time.”

“I’m a freshman too.”

“Yes, you are. I almost forgot. I hope you learned your lesson about Michele.”

“Oh, I have. She’s completely off the squad now.”

“I thought you were too.”

“I was, but Jay intervened.”

“Good to have friends in high places, huh?”

“It’s good to have Jay as a friend, period.”

“I wouldn’t worry about Logan. He’s like a kid in a candy store right now.”

“He is?”

“He’s in the girl’s shower. What do you think?”

“Oh yeah. I’m sure he’s having his fun.”

“The cheerleading squad is in there. I’m sure you know as well as I that they’ll give him hell. It’ll be like an initiation.”

I finished cleaning up after having a good talk with all the guys on the wrestling team then went to retrieve my clothes. I could have asked any of them to get me off, but I was still satisfied from math class.

The school makes us put our clothes in locked boxes and then they unlock them at the end of the day to prevent us from getting dressed any time during the day. Only, since I stay after school for cheerleading I have to get Mr. Brown, the janitor, to unlock them for me because everyone else has left.

LOGAN

Ho-lee-fuck! Cheerleaders everywhere! Naked cheerleaders! The whole phreaking squad right there in the locker room. I wish they were all naked like after P.E. but they were talking, laughing and playing with each other in various forms of dress and undress. Still, they were cheerleaders and here I was, the only guy in the locker room with them. My dick was hard enough to drill holes in concrete.

“Look who it is? It’s one of the wrestlers.” one of them said.

“Oh hey. I know him. He’s on JV.” said another.

“Hey, JV guy. What are you doing here?”

“Getting cleaned up after practice.” I responded.

“Peeee yoooo! You need it, JV.”

“Ha, ha, very funny. I take practice seriously, girls.”

“Ooooo. Do you hear that, girls? JV is serious.”

“Hey, JV. How serious are you?”

“As serious as they come.”

“Prove it to me.”

“H-how?” I asked.

“Come here and kneel down.”

“You want me to kneel in front of you?”

“That’s what I said. Kneel.”

This girl’s name turned out to be Skylar. I’d heard of her. She was hot and was one of the few who was naked at this point. Okay, I decided, why not? I’m game. I walked over real cocky like and knelt down in front of her. She spread her legs.

“Alright, JV. Do your thing.”

“What thing?”

My ignorance got them all laughing. By this time most of the girls had gathered around and were watching us. Skylar had asked me to do ‘my thing’. I wasn’t sure if she meant I should kiss her pussy or what? She certainly didn’t want me to lick her there, did she?

“Listen to that?” Skylar said. “JV doesn’t know what to do.”

More laughter.

“I do too.” I rebutted. I couldn’t let them know. “I just don’t know, um, how you like it.”

“Hard and rough.” Skylar responded. “I want you to take my ass in your hands and smash your face into my crotch. Oh, and don’t forget to stick out your tongue, ha-ha-ha.” she chuckled.

Oh my God! She did want me to lick her pussy. Ew, ick! Those things smell. She couldn’t be serious. Was I going to do this? I had to get out of it somehow but I couldn’t show them that I wasn’t a stud.

“I uh, I sprained my tongue.”

Now everyone was laughing so hard they could barely stand up. I didn’t think it was that funny.

“Aw, JV sprained his tongue. What do you do in wrestling practice? Do you tongue wrestle?” Skylar asked. Someone else piped in.

“Hey, that sounds like fun. Wanna tongue wrestle, JV?”

I didn’t know who it was but it seemed better than what Skylar wanted. Fortunately, Cheyenne showed up in the nick of time.

“What are you doing down there, Logan? You look like you’re worshipping your goddess?” Cheyenne asked.

“N-no. I was just, uh,...”

“He was getting ready to give me head, Cheyenne, only it turns out you guys injured his tongue in wrestling practice.”

“His tongue?”

“That’s what he claims.”

“I was only kidding, ah, ha.” I told them. I had to save face. I was trying to make the best of it and maybe they would accept that.

I looked up from where I was and saw that Cheyenne was naked. I’ve known her for years but had never seen her this way. Sure, I’d caught her topless every now and then, especially in weight-in, but never completely nude. Despite that fact that she was beefy and big, she looked damned good. All the teasing was making my dick a little softer but the sight of Cheyenne made it fully hard once again.

“Oh, now this is interesting.” Cheyenne replied. “I never knew you could hurt your tongue wrestling. What happened, Logan? Too many tongue push-ups today? Or did Audrey bite it?”

“No. I-I told you I was kidding.”

“Oh, I see. You’re trying to get out of it, huh?”

“No, I’m not!”

“Well, go on then. Show us all your prowess.”

I was hoping Cheyenne would save me from this ordeal but it looks like she wanted to watch like the rest of them. I was trapped. I couldn’t let Cheyenne, an old friend, find out I had never done something like this before. It would ruin my reputation, what little I had. I was only a freshman. I couldn’t start off high school like this. I knew what I had to do.

I knee walked closer to Skylar and put my hands around her waist and cupped her butt cheeks. They felt great in my hands by the way. So far so good. I put my head up against her crotch. Skylar shaved so at least that was good. Her skin was smooth and I didn’t have to worry about getting any pubes between my teeth. That would be terrible. Then I stuck my tongue out and put the tip against the middle of her pussy. I kept it like that for a second, frozen by the fact that I was actually doing this.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Skylar said. “Is that what you call giving head?”

I shook my head but kept my tongue out, this time the tip of my tongue was brushing against her pussy lips.

“Who taught you how to go down on a lady?”

“No one.”

“That’s your problem. Now open your mouth.” she commanded.

“Open it?”

“You hard of hearing?”

I complied and opened my mouth.

“Tongue, JV! Where’s your tongue?”

So, I stuck my tongue out and started licking again.

“Don’t close your mouth. Relax your tongue.”

“M’kay.” I agreed. This was all new to me but I wasn’t going to let on.

“Lick all around. Haven’t you ever heard of foreplay?”

“Yeah.” Foreplay, huh? Maybe this was just the prelude. Maybe after this I’d get to have real sex with Skylar.

But Skylar wasn’t letting me off easy. She kept telling me what to do. In all my concentration, I forgot to realize I was licking a wet vagina. Yeah, it smelled. It tasted even worse, yet somehow, I realized it wasn’t all that bad. A little metallic, like licking a penny, but I could hack it, and I did.

I don’t know how long I was down there on my knees and how long I had been licking but I could feel Skylar’s gluteus maximus muscles tensing in my hands. Every time I leaned in she would meet my face by shoving her crotch into me. I wondered if she was getting close to an orgasm. I figured if I could keep this up just a little longer, hopefully not too long, then maybe I could satisfy her. I figured right.

Soon I felt her stomach on my head as she bent over and moaned. There was no mistaking that she had reached orgasm. I did it! Damn, I was proud of myself. Hopefully Cheyenne was proud of me too.

What was really cool is that the girls cheered me on. They were still all around when I had finished with Skylar. Then Skylar poured a bucket of water on my parade.

“Eh. Not bad. But not too good either. You need practice, JV.”

Practice? She said I needed practice after I had just given her an orgasm. What the hell did she expect?

“Work on him, Cheyenne.”

“Me?” Cheyenne replied.

“You’re his teammate, aren’t you?”

“So?”

“So, do us all a favor and suck one up for the team.”

“Do you think he’s worth it?”

“That’s up to you. We’ll see later.”

Cheyenne asked if I was worth it. I couldn’t believe her. I thought she was my friend.

“Alright.” Cheyenne said. “Leave it to me.”

I don’t know what she hoped to accomplish. I got up a bit dejected and walked to the showers. Cheyenne followed.

“Want help?”

“What are you going to do? Make me go down on you too?”

“Do you want to?”

“What I don’t like is being made fun of.”

“Then you shouldn’t have come into the locker room with the cheerleaders.”

“I had no choice. What am I going to do? Go all the way home to shower? Mom will hate my clothes being so stinky.”

“You could walk home naked.”

“Oh right. It’s too phreaking cold, Cheyenne.”

“Just sayin’.”

“Have you gone through The Program?”

“Not yet.”

“Wait ‘till you go through it, then see how cold it is.”

“I’m sure I will. I just hope it’s not during wrestling season.”

“Well, that’s exactly what’s happened to me.”

“Teehee.” she giggled. “I know.”

“Laugh it up.”

“Sorry. It’s kind of funny though.”

“You’re having fun at my expense.”

“Oh, it could be worse.”

“How?”

“You should have seen what they did to Franklin.”

“Who’s that?”

“He was a freshman on the team last year. Wasn’t the greatest wrestler; not as good as you, but he made the mistake of bragging in front of the cheerleaders, just like you did.”

“I’m sorry I ever said anything.”

“You handled yourself pretty good. A whole lot better than Franklin.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah. After that week, he couldn’t show his face. He quit the team halfway through his week. Never came back. Just as well.”

“Ya know, this is the first time I’ve ever seen you nude, Cheyenne.”

She put her arms out and did a twirl. “So, what do you think?” she inquired.

“Better than I figured.”

“What did you think, that I was a hag or something?”

“No, no, nothing like that. It’s just that sometimes I get disappointed seeing some of the girls naked for the first time during their Program week. Clothes hide a lot, but in your case, it was hiding the best parts.” I actually made her blush. I made Cheyenne blush! I guess she tried to be humble about it. I don’t see why. She was pretty.

“My boobs aren’t very big.”

“They’re pretty darn big, big enough. They certainly aren’t small.” I told her. I was being honest too. They weren’t small. They were at least medium if not a bit on the large side of medium.

“I guess they’re not too small but I wish they were bigger. Sometimes they get in the way, though, especially wrestling.”

“Too bad you can’t deflate for a wrestling match then inflate them back up to full size after.”

“I’m happy you think I still look good, Logan.”

“Who doesn’t think you look good? What was all that about working on me earlier?”

“That’s the way Skylar is. Don’t think anything of it, okay?”

“Are you going to ‘work’ on me?” I said making finger quotes after the word ‘work’.

“Do you want me to?”

“What’re you going to do?”

“It’s sex, Logan. If I were you I’d be excited about the prospect.”

“You would do that for me?”

“Tell me the truth, was that the first time you’ve eaten pussy?”

“Uh ... no.”

“Really? Who have you gone down on?”

“None of your business.”

“I see.”

“Alright, fine. Skylar was my first time. Don’t tell anyone. Please.”

“I won’t tell but it’s nothing to be ashamed about. That’s some pretty lofty stuff doing it for the first time with a cheerleader – especially Skylar. You should be proud of yourself.”

“I wish she was proud of me. I mean, she got off, didn’t she?”

“Skylar is Skylar. She likes putting people down. I’m sure she loved it.”

“How do you know?”

“Like you said: she got off. Everyone knew.”

“Oh.”

“Relax. You did good.”

“Okay.”

“Hey, champ?” someone said. I turned around to see who it was.

“Huh? Oh, Audrey. Hey.”

I turned around to find Audrey standing behind me completely naked. Damn she looked great. I know Cheyenne was hot but Audrey was steaming. Audrey was a little package of fireworks. She had no fat at all and her muscles were popping out all over her body. Her muscles weren’t huge but they showed through and on that little body, and just ... dayum! Her stomach was hard as a rock and her thighs bulged. My dick was straining at this point. It too was as hard as rock. I couldn’t tell if Audrey or Cheyenne was responsible for that.

“That was some show out there, sport.”

“You saw that?”

“Everyone in the locker room did.”

“Ugh.”

“Why so glum?”

“She called me JV.”

“So? You are on the junior varsity team.”

“I wish I was varsity.”

“Cheer up. I was on the junior varsity team when I was a freshman.”

“Me too.” Cheyenne piped in.

“I don’t know, Audrey. You’re a girl and you’re only ... this tall, and you can kick my ass. Maybe I’m not cut out for wrestling.”

“I would hardly say I kick your ass. I have a few years on you. You’ll get better. Let me give you a pointer.”

“What?”

“Get rid of that thing before tomorrow.” Audrey said pointing to my hard on.

“I’ll take care of it in bed tonight, I guess. I was kind of hoping Skylar would help me out with it after what I did for her.”

“Skylar is selfish. You know you don’t have to wait until you get home.” she said coming closer and stroking my dick. I jumped at her touch. “Easy there, hotshot.” she said.

“Sorry. I wasn’t expecting you to do that.”

“Don’t you want me to?”

“Uh, sure. But ... we’re teammates.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I-I don’t know. I thought that since we’re teammates then we shouldn’t be touching each other like this.”

“You have got to be kidding me. With all the touching we do in practice? What about today? You nearly gave me a bloody nose with this thing?”

I heard Cheyenne laughing behind me.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to. You grabbed it and got me into trouble with the coach.”

“I could have opened my mouth and bit it.”

“Owww. You wouldn’t do that, would you?”

“Nah. Not unless you want me to. But what did you expect? You kept sticking this thing in my face.” she said giving it a squeeze.

“It wasn’t my fault we were doing riding drills together.”

“Admit it: you enjoyed it. You got me all worked up there, hotshot. What’re you going to about that?”

“Uh...”

“I’ll make a deal with you.”

“O-okay.”

“You do me and I’ll do you.”

“You will?”

“Why are you questioning me? Have I ever gone back on a promise?”

“You’ve never promised me anything.”

“Wanna find out?”

“Okay.”

“Do you want to go first, or shall I?”

“What exactly did you have in mind?”

“Exactly what you did to Skylar.”

“I guess that would be okay.”

“Come over to the bench.”

I followed her to the nearest bench. I had completely forgotten about Cheyenne. I mean, holy crap! I was about to have sex with Audrey. I probably shouldn’t be mentioning this but as soon as I joined the team and saw her, I had instantly developed a mild crush on her. Or maybe it wasn’t so mild.

She was hot, that’s for sure with the tightest body in school. She was flat chested, mostly -- her boobs were just little puffs. But they were the firmest little puffs I’ve ever seen. And with girls walking around school every day who were nude, I’d seen plenty of boobs big and small ever since the first day of class. Of course, I was bound to see a lot more but they would all be hard pressed to have tits as firm as Audrey’s.

She sat on the bench and spread her legs. Audrey shaved too like Skylar but unlike Cheyenne. It was such a pretty pussy. I almost immediately gave it a kiss. She giggled. I took this as a good sign. Then I proceeded to do what I did with Skylar: I ate her pussy.

“Whoa there, cowboy. Don’t just dive in like that.”

I looked up at Audrey. “What?” I asked.

“Try going slow at first. Start with licking the lips of my kitty and get me wet.”

“Um, okay.”

I immediately changed to going slowly like she asked. Curiously, she tasted much nicer than Skylar did, not that Skylar tasted that bad. This licking pussy thing is not nearly as icky as I thought. In fact, you could say it was enjoyable. The best part was that I was doing it to Audrey. I’d never thought I’d ever have the chance to be this close to her -- even closer than we had already been during practice.

“That’s right. Just like that.” Audrey said. “Keep doing that until I tell you otherwise.”

She was a senior with a lot more experience than I had, so I listened to what she said. I was getting into this, I could have done it all night. At first, she just kind of sat there, but after a few minutes she was moving her ass around. Her movement got to be so much that I had to move a little closer and hold her around the waist as I was licking her.

“Oh yes. Right there. Uunnngh.” she groaned out loud. “Now, Logan. Do it!” she exclaimed.

I wasn’t sure what exactly she wanted me to do. So, I winged it and I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and shoved it into her pussy. It had gotten very slippery down there. I shook my head back and forth hoping this would do it for her.

“Up! Up top!” she said frantically. “Up here.” she told me pointing to the top of her pussy. I licked where her finger was and I could feel the hard, little nubbin up top. I could also feel her tense up. It was like her body was one solid block of granite. She grabbed my head and pulled it into her crotch.