Alone with Emma, Part 2

Emma’s gasp as pressed your lips to the soft skin at the crease between her thigh and ass cheek was almost musical.

You’d done just like you said, spending time just getting to know her physically and finding a better comfort level. The kissing turned more to making out, and the nerves dwindled in her as she started to find the rhythms you were used to. Even her stony, stoic sort of neutral expression had softened into a bit of a peaceful half-smile. More time was spent kissing down her body, giving her little tits more attention until her nipples were standing upright at attention, then further down her tight little stomach to her cotton shorts. You had peeled those off of her, and then her thong.

That head revealed, between her raised thighs, that she had another difference from her sisters -Emma had a puffier set of outer labia and a prominent set of inner lips. It didn’t look like a mess, but it was more than any other woman you’d been with so far as you were struck that it kind of looked… like a delicious sandwich waiting to get eaten up.

“Gorgeous,” you’d told her, making eye contact. Then you’d dropped down to your stomach on the bed and pressed your lips to the soft spot, not yet touching her pussy. You kept your hands on her thighs, holding them together and back as she craned her neck to watch what you were doing around them.

You kissed the other side, then a little higher and closer to her pussy. You could hear her deep, nervous-excited breaths but could also feel each one through her body. Another kiss, even closer.

Then another, this time just softly brushing your lips against her pouty labia, feeling the warmth of them as blood rushed through them with her arousal.

“Please?” she whispered. “Just- Please?”

You stopped teasing, mostly, and slid your tongue in a broad, firm lick through the crease in her lips. She tasted of arousal, similar but different to Sabrina.

“Ooh, wow,” she sighed.

You went to work. Slow, measured work, but you wanted to make sureEmma got her money’s worth. Not that she was paying you, but it was the thought (and action) that counted.

For the first little while you had fun keeping her view obscured as you explored all the nooks and crannies of her pussy with your tongue and lips. She had such skinny thighs that they weren’t that big an obstacle, but it was still enough to block her from seeing what you were doing directly, or setting up to do next.

Her hands clutched into the bed sheets and she rubbed her thighs together in a horny display as you built her up towards an orgasm, testing the various tricks you’d learned over the last four months.

Then you switched things up and gave her a little shock, pushing her legs back a little more - this gave you your desired effect, rolling her ass a little higher off the mattress and exposing her little butthole more. Just enough to make it really easy for you to drag your tongue all the way through her ass crack, swirling it around her anal entrance and teasing it.

“Holy!” she moaned, her body tensing at the new sensation. “Um, that’s not really necessary?”

“Well, that’s debatable,” you said. “Sabrina seems to think we’re at least trying anal tonight. We definitely don’t need to though.”

“Um… I- Maybe,” she said. “Just- can you please…? I feel like I’m gonna boil up or something here.”

“You want me to get you there?” you asked with a little teasing smile.

She nodded, her eyes pleading just a little.

You let her spread her legs finally, which also let her labia spread more as she opened her thighs wide. Diving in, you drove your tongue into her and mashed the side of her prominent clit hood with your nose.

Her gasps and moans were equal parts shocked and pleasured, and when she reached down with one hand and pressed it against your head, not pushing away or pulling you deeper, you knew it was the silent signal that she was about to go off and to just keep doing what you were doing. So you did, except you slipped a middle finger into her.

Emma came in a shuddering wave, letting loose a moan like she was shivering after having been left in the freezing rain for a couple of hours as her teeth almost chattered.

She was panting when she came down. You’d let up on her and started kissing back up her stomach, and she caught her breath as you reached her throat and trailed little kisses right up the centre before finding her lips.

“Mmf,” she hummed, then pulled back. “That was… holy shit. Could you do that before my sister?”

“Not like that,” you chuckled. “Though I also wasn’t afraid to get in there with a girl I liked. Please don’t tell me the high school boys you were dating thought that doing oral was ‘gay’ or something.”

“No, no,”Emma shook her head. “They, um, well they tried. They just weren’t very good at it. Or patient.”

You kissed her again. “You deserve patience,” you told her.

“And you’ve been patient,” she said, biting the corner of her lip. “And I’m the only one naked so far. Let me return the favour and suck your dick.”

“Not going to get an argument from me on that,” you said, rolling to your side beside her and starting to peel off your shirt. Not wanting to wait, she started working down your shorts, just as eager as you were now.

Maybe this would work out better than you expected.

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