Chapter 2: One On One

My first kiss on the lips, my first kiss naked, my first kiss lying down, my first kiss with another girl. My first kiss.

I felt Tammy's warm hand and slick fingers resting gently against my stomach, felt her soft full lips pressed against mine and her warm wet tongue nudging my lips open, felt the stir of air across my upper lip as she released the breath that she'd been holding, smelled the musk of our sex... All of this hit me at the same moment, overwhelming me with sensory overload. My nipples were rock-hard and my pussy was aching again. I didn't know what was about to happen, I just knew that I didn't want her to stop touching me.

My lips parted and her tongue flooded in, exploring the warm wet cave of my mouth. Hesitantly I began to move my tongue, licking hers with short feather strokes, tasting her juices mixed with the faintest hint of wintergreen toothpaste. We lay there for several moments kissing and licking and breathing each other's air, then she pulled back a little and smiled at me.

"You look like you're enjoying this as much as I am, but if you want me to stop all you have to do is say so and I will stop immediately. I don't want to do this if you're uncomfortable with it."

I stared back at her for a moment completely surprised, then I chuckled quietly. "Thank you for that, but if there's anything that I want you to do right now it's to NOT STOP!"

Her smile widened and she nudged my hip indicating that I should move around so that we were laying on the bed the long way instead of across it. When I was settled she moved until she was straddling me, her knees bent next to my hips. She put my hands back against the mattress on either side of my head and laced her fingers between mine, anchoring them there. The movement left me completely exposed to her, my breasts rising proudly from my chest, the nipples reaching into the air trying to make contact. I stared up at Tammy's small breasts, dangling invitingly just above mine. After a few moments I realized that she was watching me ogle them. I looked away and blushed, anticipating the a time in the near future when our breasts would bump and rub together. I could feel our damp mounds already pressed against each other and I wondered how it would feel to rub them against each other.

She leaned down over me and we kissed and licked for a few more moments, then her mouth wandered slowly down over my chin to my neck leaving little kisses along the way. I closed my eyes and felt her mouth suck gently on my delicate skin. She took her time kissing and sucking, moving back and forth from the underside of my chin to the most sensitive spots at the base of my neck.

"Oh my god," I whispered. "Does it always feel this good?"

She paused in her assault on my neck and said "No." She kissed my left nipple wetly, sucking a little as she pulled her mouth off of it. "When a man fucks you it's even better." My right nipple disappeared between her wet lips. She sucked, pulled, and released again. "You have the weight of his body over you..." her tongue flicked rapidly over my left nipple, her lips sucked then released, "... his cock thrusting into you..." she stretched upward and her tongue burst into my mouth again.

"Mmmaaaahhhg..." I orgasmed quietly, moaning a little as I licked and sucked at her mouth.

Tammy paused and sat back a little, smiling at me. "Wow, you really need to be good and fucked, don't you?"

I lay under her with my eyes half-closed, trying to relax my body. "I don't know if I could take it right now... I think I would just die from the feeling. Two orgasms in an hour is a little overwhelming when you've never had one before." I wasn't kidding. Tammy's description of the feel of fucking had a very powerful effect on me, bringing that potent image of a man pounding his cock into me flooding back all at once. My body reacted to the images in my mind by panting - almost hyperventilating - and all of the muscles in my lower belly and pussy had reacted to that phantom cock by clenching hard when I came. I was exhausted.

She twisted around and lay down next to me, her hand snaking quickly between her legs. "It was last Fall." I looked over at her as she stared at the ceiling and stroked herself quietly. "I've masturbated since I can remember but never knew what it was, just that it felt good. No one ever talked about it so I kept it a secret, thinking that it was a bad thing but never stopping. Some nights after my mom left it was the only way I could get to sleep."

"Last Fall I had a fight with a friend at her slumber party and went home early. The house was quiet and dark and I didn't want to wake my dad up so I dropped my backpack, coat, and shoes at the door and I moved quietly through the house, leaving the lights off. The door to my dad's bedroom was wide open and I snuck up to it quietly so I wouldn't surprise him, but I was the one who got the surprise! See, the foot of his bed faces the door, so I could watch him without him seeing me unless he looked down. Looking in I saw that he had the small light on next to his bed and he was laying there on his side, stark naked and staring at a photo of me in my bikini lying on the beach. It looked like he was tugging at his penis and he was mumbling at the photo."

"Your mom had already divorced him, right?"

"Yeah, she wasn't around anymore. It was just me and my dad."

"Go on..."

"Well, I stood there peeking around the door jamb watching him masturbate and getting really, really turned on by it. I mean, I could feel my panties getting wet and I hadn't even touched myself! That felt weird, to get turned on by my own dad, but I couldn't stop staring. Pretty soon he started moaning and stroking faster. Then he said "I love you Tammy!" really loud and he came. Long white spurts of liquid shot across the bed. I was watching a man come for the first time and it was my own dad. The fact that it looked like he was fantasizing about me was something that I'd never expected.'

"What did you do?" I asked, my own hand reaching for my mound. I could feel myself getting aroused again and felt warm liquid sliding out of my cunt.

"I thought about it for just a moment or two and then I stepped into the room and said 'I love you too Daddy.' His head shot up and he just stared at me, I don't think he knew what to say. I was afraid that he would feel funny about thinking of me like that, so I decided to tell a little white lie to put him at ease. I told him that I touch myself like that all the time and that I thought about him when I touched myself."