Meg Takes The Lead, Or Does She?

Leading Will to the bed, Meg opens her robe as she pushes him down onto her duvet. "Like what you see, Will?"

Will, sitting with his face inches from Meg's breasts, is silent. Staring. His gaze shifts from right to left, taking in the sight of Meg's aroused nipples. He raises a hand to cup one and brushes across the amulet. He feels a zing as the cold stone touches his skin. Almost instantly, his demeanor changes from shy awkward nerd to a self confident, almost forward male. His cock is instantly hard, lumping in his shorts as he leans forward and sucks Meg's left nipple into his mouth. His hands grab her ass and hold her while he suckles, first the left side, then the right. Meg smiles, as she moans, her nipples tingling at his manly touch. No gentle kisses as his teeth brush against the sensitive nubs.

Suddenly Meg finds herself on her back, on the bed. Will seems to have taken charge. Using his knee, he pries open Meg's legs. A willing participant, she spreads herself, enjoying the feel of his manhood rubbing against her pussy. "Get naked, Tiger! It'll be a lot more fun that way." she says holding his head to her breast.

Will shucks his shorts and boxers in short order, revealing an impressive package. Meg, feeling his length teasing her clit, feeding her need asks, "You want to eat it first or fuck it."