Why Stop Now?

"I'm sure he can wait a few more minutes." I countered as Jean stood up.

"He could come looking for us, Scott and I are–" I cut her off with another kiss, already knowing what she would say.

I stroked her shoulder and caressed the small of her back as I lead her to my bed. Breaking away, I pushed her backwards onto the mattress.

"We're both adults, what we do here is our business." I tried to assuage her worries, crouching.

I spared a momentary glance at her wonderful eyes before refocusing on my prize, her recently stained panties. I pulled them down and off to see her pussy; her soft, wet, tight, inviting, perfect pussy.

"Don't stare!" She squealed, closing her legs

"It's only natural for my eyes to linger on your beauty." I said gently rubbing her thighs

"You're so cheesy" Jean sighed as she parted her legs once more.

I started slowly, gentle touches and light kisses up her inner thighs. When I reached her vulva, I got to work. Having absolutely zero experience with the opposite sex, Wikipedia and sex blogs were doing most of the heavy lifting, but I seemed to do a decent job. While circling her clit with my tongue, she grabbed my hair, which was a good sign. "Yes yes yes yes yes, just like that! Ohh God!" As she climaxed I of course kept going; slowly bringing down the pace when she came down from, well, cumming.

*Knock, knock* Fuck!

"Connor, Jean, are you still in here?" Scott said, muffled

Jean put her fingers on her temple and closed her eyes "He's frozen for now, but we need to get dressed quickly."

I helped her up and grabbed a large towel from my dresser. Wiping her off, I smiled at the sight of my handiwork. After getting dressed and presentable, Jean released her hold on Scott.

"Oh yeah, didn't realize the time, sorry." I said opening the door.

"It's fine, I was just having a conversation with your father and he was wondering where you were." Scott replied, completely oblivious to the fact that his girlfriend just got off on my tongue.

We made our way down to the living room, greeted by the sight of my parents talking about some new group of superheroes.

"Well I think you guys have made a strong case for your school, but I'm not sure where my parents stand." I said as we approached

"Well honey, this is a very special opportunity, and the programs they offer sound like an excellent way to explore your potential." Mom praised

"Communal living can be jarring and annoying, but it would help you get out of your shell. If you decide to go to college, the experience would benefit you as well." Dad offered his thoughts as well

"Well then, I guess it's settled. Is there a lot of paperwork to do?" I hope there isn't

"We already filled it out sweety, just sign here and your father will drop it off at Bayside on his way to work tomorrow."

After skimming the forms to be sure I wasn't selling my soul, I signed at the bottom. With a sense of finality I went to pack up my stuff. After a few hours and a healthy serving of motherly worry, I said goodbye to my parents as we left for the school.