“Wow.” I am stunned. “You are stunning. I love you, you are beautiful.”
I gently kissed each of her nipples, and she smiled her private smile.
I kept my hand around one breast and just held it there while I kissed her mouth.
I lifted my head again. and I started to make circles around her nipples with my finger. I watched the small bump of her nipple grow taller and more firm. I moved to the other one and watched it grow. Janelle moaned softly, reached up to my neck and pulled my head down to her mouth again. We kissed again for many more minutes until Janelle said “I really need to pee!’
She sat up, set her bra over her breasts, pulled her shirt down and stood up. Her bra sat lumpy in the front of her shirt because it was not clipped in the back.
When she was gone, I reached into my pants felt the hot sticky mess from pre-cum and having her warm body on my lap. I tried to move my penis to the other leg to find a bit of dryness.
Janelle returned a few minutes later and said, “When I peed, my underwear was wet already and the lips of my vagina where all swollen.”
I looked at her with some confusion and she continued, “I think they are getting ready for your penis.”
I said, “Can I feel?”
She hesitated for a minute and then unhooked the button of her pants and pulled her zipper down.
She gently pushed my hand between her abdomen and her panties, and I felt her pubic hair. As my fingers rounded the corner of her pubic bone I could feel the hair get very slippery and wet. The skin was soft, and the hair was slightly prickly. I did not know what to do so I gently pulled my hand out of her pants.
“Can I see?”
Janelle glanced at the door. I caught her meaning and walked over and locked it.
The weight of a was happening hit me. Suddenly I was nervous and did not feel the romance and the lust that have been building all evening. I wondered if this was a mistake and if she would be angry that we had done this, or if she would look at my penis and be disgusted. I worried that I was leading everything and she was only following.
She sat down on the couch again, pulled off her pants, and took off her shirt and loose bra. Before me was the picture of elegance and feminine vulnerability.
Seeing her naked, I did not want her to feel alone or vulnerable so I came to her and wrapped her in a big hug.
With her sitting on the couch and me kneeling on the floor in front of her, I started to kiss her all over. She rubbed her hands on my back and whispered and moaned, especially as my mouth covered her nipples and when I pulled her panties to the side and kissed the crease between her thighs and her hip bones.
Her panties were soaking wet. I rubbed the wet spot and she responded by pushing her hips into my hand. I could feel a lot of soft flesh and one spot that felt like a more firm piece of cartilage. I thought that that must be her clitoris.
Janelle unsnapped the button on my pants and pulled them down to my ankles. She playfully rubbed the bulge of my penis under my boxers and said, “what do we have here?”