"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.