Chapter 3: Carols Niece + Peter - Virginity

As soon as Carol was out of sight, Peter put all his tools away, then returned to the house. Going into the kitchen, he washed his hands at the sink. Hearing him, Carol came through and passed him a pack of three. ‘Keep any you don’t use,’ she told him with a grin, ‘you never know when you might need them.’ Peter slipped them into his pocket, saying thank you as he did so.

‘Follow me,’ Carol told him. They went out into the hall and up the stairs. Carol led him into the spare bedroom where they found Fiona sitting on the bed looking both nervous and excited.

Carol looked at them both, ‘Right you two, carry on at your own speed and forget I’m here. If you need help ask but unless it’s something that I think might spoil your fun, I’ll try and stay mum.’ She went over and sat on the chair in the corner.

Peter moved nearer to where Fiona was sitting and put his arms out. She smiled at him and stood up. Taking two steps into his arms, she put her arms around him as he put his around her. They kissed for a while. As they did, Peter slid his hand up between them and cupped it over Fiona’s breast.

They were still kissing so the happy noise from Fiona was muffled but unmistakable. They kept kissing, with occasional beaks for air. Peter slid his hand down to Fiona’s waist, moved under the bottom edge of her loose top, then slid it back up her front inside her top to cup his hand back over her breast, this time with just her bra between them.

Fiona had loved feeling someone else’s hand on her breast when Carol had done it last night, but for Peter to be doing it was electric, she felt a shiver go from her head to her toe. After stroking around for a few minutes, Peter slid his hand around her back. As they kissed yet again, Fiona felt her bra go loose as Peter managed to flick the hooks apart.

She felt his hand sliding back around to her front, then such bliss as his hand slid up under her bra, cupped over her bare breast, then ever so gently stroked all over it. The feeling was such heaven. Then his other hand which had been around her waist, took hold of the hem of her top, whilst the hand on her breast slid down and joined it on the other side.

He slid her top up, Fiona raising her hands as he did so. Her top went up over her head, along her arms and was dropped on the bed. Peter held her close, her loose bra squashed between them. ‘Tell me if I go too fast for you,’ he said quietly in her ear. She responded by giving him another scorching kiss.

As they kissed, he slipped her bra right off, added it to her top on the bed, then stepping back, he took his own top off, threw it on the bed and held her tight once more. She had noticed a few hairs on his chest before he came close, then she felt her breast against Peters chest. It gave her such a lovely feeling.

Peter broke off from their kiss, eased himself back a bit, then kissed her neck, her shoulder on top and then front before moving down and kissing all over both breasts. Fiona felt as if she had an electric shock running through her, then as he kissed both nipples followed by sucking them, she couldn’t control herself, she let out a loud cry. It made Peter jump before he realised it was a cry of ecstasy.

He glanced over and saw Carol looking at him. ‘She gave him a smile and a thumbs up.’ Peter pulled Fiona close to him again, this time running his hands down over the back of her jeans then cupping his hands over her cheeks he pulled her tight to him. Fiona could feel his hard bulge pressing into her front, making her long to feel it inside her.

Peter put his hand between them, then easily undoing her top button, he slid her zip down before putting his hands back on her cheeks, this time inside her jeans over her panties. Fiona felt even more excited, so she decided to help things along.

Sliding both hands in between them whilst Peter was kissing her, she managed after a bit of difficulty, to undo Peters belt. He was still kissing her, so she guessed it was ok to continue. She undid his top button then slid his zip down. As her hand went down, it brushed against the bulge in his shorts as it came loose. She felt his cock throb and leap about which made her feel even more worked up. She put her hands down the back of his trousers and cupped her hands on his cheeks.

They stood locked together for a while, enjoying the close contact as well as the anticipation. Then Peter slid his hands up and took hold of the waist of her jeans. Sliding them down as far as he could, cupped his hands back on her cheeks, this time with just her panties between them.

Plucking up courage, she did the same to Peter, so now they both had them down to their knees. After another kiss, Peter whispered in her ear, ‘Take your jeans off.’ Then he stepped back, slipped his trousers off and threw them aside. He stood there in just his shorts, watching as she took her Jeans off, then they came together once more.

This time the bulge in his shorts was much more noticeable, both in appearance and in feel as it pressed against her. She had a moment of panic at the thought of such a big hard thing going into her, but it passed quickly. They kissed and ran their hands up and down each other’s backs, then Peter slid his hands inside her panties, cupping his hands directly on her cheeks. It felt so lovely that she immediately did the same to Peter.

I’m standing here nearly naked with my hands on the bare bum of a boy I only met a few hours ago, she thought to herself. But it’s lovely she added to herself. Peter whispered in her ear, ‘Why don’t we go and lie down on the bed?’ He stepped back so she climbed up on the bed, moved over to the middle and lay on her back, he legs almost together.

Peter looked down at her, admiring her lovely body with its two breasts standing up. Fiona’s eyes were fixed on the bulge in his shorts which danced about as he admired her. Climbing on the bed, Peter lay on his side against her, then moved his head over and kissed her.

Whilst kissing, he slid his hand over her breast, caressing all over it now that there were no clothes in the way. Then he slid his hand down her front very slowly, going over the top of her panties, resting his hand between her legs. Fiona tensed up slightly, then relaxed and opened her legs very slightly. Peter caressed all over the front of her panties. He felt the hairs around the sides brushing against his hand which made his cock leap about. Fiona felt it moving against her side and knew that her insides were getting very moist with all the excitement.

Peter took his hand away, then lay on his back, feeling that Fiona should have a go. It took her a few moments to realise what he was doing then she loved him for it. She rolled onto her side and leaned over to kiss him. She felt her breast hanging loose and brushing over Peter’s chest. It felt so nice to her, no doubt it would feel good to Peter too. Then as she kissed, she slid a hand down over Peter stomach and abdomen until she reached his shorts. Moving her hand over the top, she felt the bulge against the edge of her hand, so she lifted it up, moved it down a bit, then lowered it on the top of it.

Fiona felt the hard cock touch her hand, then it did a highland fling at her touch. She couldn’t resist it, she grabbed hold of it, thrilling to the sensation of it throbbing in her grip. Clearly Peter was liking it too, he was making lots of happy sounds. She was so tempted to put her hand down the front of his shorts but felt that might be being a bit too forward. So, giving it a last squeeze, she took her hand away then lay back on the bed.

Peter lay still for a moment, waiting for his cock to stop dancing, then he rolled over and kissed Fiona’s breast, then her lips. As Fiona gave him another sizzling kiss, he stroked her breast, ran his hand down her front, then reaching her panties, he slid his hand inside the front until his fingertip touched her hairs.

Fiona felt his fingers touch her hairs, then she automatically drew her knees up and apart. Peter slid his hand down through her forest and rested his hand so that his fingers curled over in between her legs. They carried on kissing as he moved his index finger around exploring, finding the opening and sliding in a little way.

Fiona broke away from his mouth, crying out in ecstasy as she felt his finger enter her, then when he found the spot and started playing with it, her ecstatic cry grew louder as her body tensed. After playing for a few moments, Peter slowly slid his finger out, then kissing her once more, he kissed his way down her front over her breast, down her stomach and stopped at the top of her panties. Moving down on his hands and knees, he took hold of the top and started to pull her panties down.