"Lucy."

"Mm, what?"

"I want to have sex with you."

"Uh." More kissing.

"OK, let's do it." More kissing.

"Sssh, we have to be quiet."

"Then let's go someplace."

"Where?"

"C'mon." He grabs the blanket and they race off her parent's porch and into the trees. He spreads the blanket over the grass, they collapse upon it, rolling together, against one another. She's underneath him, lying on her back when he starts to kiss farther down her body. He raises her shirt to kiss her stomach. It's so warm and he can feel the tiny hairs of her skin responding to the cool air. The half-moon glows ominously through the trees.

"Oh God, Lucy."

"Yes." She puts her hands on his hand, caressing his face, urging him, encouraging him. He kisses down her stomach, paying extra attention to her belly button, then moving down her navel, tongue working in chorus with her soft moaning. Her cloth skirt stretches and slides down easily. Her scent emboldens him, his lips feel the coarse pubic hair. He kisses all around her pubic bone, near the top of her inner thigh, and down her leg a few inches. He can feel how shy she is in her skin.

"Lucy."

"Yes."

"Is it OK?"

"Yes." Immediately, her tensions lessens, feeling more erotic that he asked for permission to touch her. He brings her skirt and underwear down farther, simultaneously flipping the excess of blanket over them, so she is not exposed. She lifts his shirt over his shoulders while his lips move around her pelvis. He breathes her in again, kissing her soft vagina. She feels his breath, warm and unobtrusive. His hands hold hers tightly, and she squeezes his fingers passionately, directing him to continue. His tongue caresses her, barely parting the lips of her vagina. Another kiss, and again his tongue invites shortness in her breath. "Yes." He takes his right hand free and gently traces the curves of her chest, down over her ribs and over her hips. He gently invites her to raise her leg, and she does so, bringing her knee up, exposing more of her to his mouth. Now his tongue enters her, not too fast, but easily and directly without teasing her. Lucy inhales, and her stomach tightens. He feels everything, every muscle. Slowly, his tongue rises up the entirety of her opening, from bottom to the top. He slides his index finger into her under his chin. Deeper, while he kisses and gently nibbles her clitoris.

"I'm ready."

"OK." He kisses her pubic area again, and pulls himself up her body, never forgetting to kiss over each inch of skin he passes, as if for the first time. Her mouth is warmer and more hungrily inviting. She can taste herself on him, and it excites her ever more. Their tongues mingle and mix their own flavors, while her hands come free from his. Their faces are side by side as she concentrates and undos his pants. Together they help him slide them down, she using her feet when their hands no longer reach. His penis stands out, very warm, gently touching her stomach occasionally, as he is raised up to kick his pants free. When he lowers against her again, she feels the full weight of his penis on her, just above her pelvis. The head is wet with lubrication and it feels good to him against her skin. Their lips rejoin again hungrier still. He and she arch in ritual harmony to bring themselves in alignment. The moment comes when he is poised to enter her, and they hold, still kissing fervently, but lingering to preserve the moment. The sensual anticipation that they can both feel, one preparing to give, the other receiving. It's a moment when two non-virgins expertly, though unconsciously derive exponential pleasure in those mere seconds of delay. Then she moves, spreading her legs to be around him, and they meet. His penis responds to her parting, and she to the head of his member. It's up to him now. Very slowly his pelvis rolls, pushing his penis ever so gently forward, into her body, into the warmth of herself, while they breathe hot into one another's mouth. Her sigh is heavy and he can hear the air rising from her lungs, At last, the bones of their hips meet, thin skin between. She feels his penis twitch and inside she smiles knowing that the sensation is from her impossible softness. Her legs wrap around him, protecting their joining, preventing any unwelcome release before they garner due satisfaction.