"Nina," I said breathlessly when our kiss finally broke. "My parents are right inside."
"So?" she asked, licking across my upper lip with her tongue. "They know we kiss don't they? Besides, I don't think your parents are the type to watch us."
"Yeah," I said, "But…"
"I missed you while you were gone Bill," she told me. "I missed talking to you, being with you, hearing you. I got to catch up on that yesterday. But I also missed touching you and having you touch me. I missed kissing you." She sucked my upper lip into her mouth and let her tongue slide inside my mouth again.
I gave in, surrendering to her kisses, my hand rubbing up and down on her thigh, feeling the skin beneath my fingertips, feeling my penis come to full staff in my shorts. After five minutes of this Nina let her hand slide slowly down my chest and stomach, her fingernails scratching at me through my shirt. Her hand continued downward and was suddenly resting on the bulge in my shorts. Her fingers, which were quickly becoming expert at the task, began to squeeze.
"Mmmmm, and I missed this," she said softly against my lips.
As much as I enjoyed the feel of her caressing hand on me I had to reach down and gently remove it. We were on a front porch on a suburban street. And though it was dark, it wasn't pitch black and anyone could have wandered along at any time. My parents also might have wandered out to the porch for whatever reason.
"Prude," Nina accused playfully, giving me one last squeeze but taking her hand away.
"Sorry," I chuckled.
She gave me another kiss and then moved her lips to my ear. She licked at the lobe briefly and then whispered, "I guess I'm gonna have take care of myself again tonight."
She had found one of my weak spots and she knew it. The thought of Nina laying in bed and rubbing herself was almost more than I could handle. I groaned in frustration.
"Unless," she continued to whisper, "you'd maybe like to take a little walk with me? Didn't you tell me once that you and Mike had a spot over at the school? A private spot? A spot that we could maybe put to a little better use than smoking pot?"
"Let's go," I said, standing quickly up.
She giggled and stood, taking my hand in hers. We started to walk.
It was very dark as we crept our way into the back of the school. There were no light poles or building lights nearby. The only illumination came from the stars and the half-moon that drifted above us. The crickets ceased their chirping as we found a spot under a tree and sat on the ground, our backs against the trunk.
"There," Nina told me, pushing her body against mine. "Nice and private. No parents, no people out for a walk. Nice place you have here Bill."
"Thanks," I said softly, pulling her to me and kissing her again.
Our kisses were frantic, deep, without a hint of gentleness as our tongues dueled in each other's mouths. Our hands slid up down each other's bodies, grasping and groping. I slid my hand beneath her shirt, under her bra, taking her bare breast in my palm and feeling it. Her hand slid down the back of my shorts, feeling my ass.
"Kiss my neck," she commanded, letting her head fall back on her shoulders. "I love it when you do that."
I complied, letting the back of my tongue trail across her cheek to her throat. My free hand slid up the inside of her bare thigh to the edge of her shorts. She opened her legs for me. I slid my fingers under the leg of the shorts, which were loose and baggy upon her. They moved upward until I reached the crotch of her panties, which were soaked with her excited secretions. Two fingers wormed their way beneath the cotton to her swollen lips. She moaned as my digits penetrated her.
It was awkward and my hand and forearm quickly got sore from the angle, but I brought her to orgasm as I slid my fingers in and out of her body. She thrust her pelvis rapidly into me and began to whine as she came. I silenced her vocalizations by putting my mouth to hers.
She relaxed against me, her tongue continuing to flit in and out of my mouth. I pulled my fingers free, again resisting the urge to smell them, to put them in my mouth and taste her.
She broke the kiss and looked at me in the darkness, her hand dropping down to the button on my shorts. "Your turn," she told me, unfastening it.
She unzipped me and then began to tug on the shorts and underwear. I lifted my hips a little, allowing her to drag them down to mid-thigh. My erection popped out and she took it in her hand, moving it slowly up and down as I'd taught her that night near the falls. I moaned while she kissed my neck, her hand continuing it's work.
"Does it feel good?" she asked me.
"Yeah," I moaned.
"Would it feel better," she asked quietly, "if I put it in my mouth?"
"What?" I asked, startled.
"I want to suck it," she told me, "would you like me to?"
"Are you sure you want to do that?" I asked, trembling with desire at the thought but not wanting to push her into doing anything too soon.
"Yes Bill," she said, kissing me again, squeezing my cock. "I want to make you come with my mouth, I want to feel it when you shoot. Can I?"
I nodded. "Yes Nina, oh yes."
She gave me one last kiss and then slowly shifted her legs so she had room. Still holding it in her hand she lowered her face to my lap. Her mouth opened and she put it on the head, allowing me to feel the wetness of her tongue against me. I jumped a little and groaned at the contact. I'd had many a mouth on my dick before but this was Nina doing it and the sensation was doubled, tripled by my mind, by the thought that she was actually doing this to me. She sucked only the head for a moment while her hand slowly moved up and down on the shaft and then she sank down slowly, taking as much as she could.
I looked down and saw her brown hair in my lap, saw her head moving up and down. I felt her tonguing and sucking as she moved. I felt her other hand gently caressing my balls, feeling them, testing their texture. It was obvious that she had never done this before. Her actions were tentative, hesitant, new. But at the same time she was doing it well. She was moving in a way that I liked without instruction. She was sucking while moving her head up and down and continuing to use her hand at the same time. She tried to deep throat once but had to withdraw as she gagged a little.
"Sorry," she said, raising her head up for a moment.
"It's okay," I squeaked back.
She dipped back down and resumed where she'd left off, increasing the speed of her movements as she gained confidence. I felt my hips started to rise up and down a little as my body instinctively began to move with the rhythm.
I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge as she went faster and faster.
I took my right hand, the hand that had probed under Nina's shorts a few minutes before and put the fingers to my nose. I inhaled her scent, the strong, womanly musk of arousal and the thought that I was smelling the essence of Nina brought me over the edge. I felt the familiar tingle running through my body, felt the machinery of orgasm kicking into gear.
"I'm gonna come," I groaned to her, expecting her to pull her mouth away and finish me off by hand.
She didn't. She increased her pace and the strength of her grip on me. Waves of pure pleasure shot through my body, spreading from my groin outward. My hips raised off the ground and I began to shoot into her mouth.
Her mouth moved spastically upon me as she swallowed my offering but she kept up the motion, bobbing her head and sucking until the last spurt had come out and the jerking of my body finally came to a halt.
All of my muscles relaxed and I leaned back against the tree with a sigh. Nina sucked and licked my now-deflating penis for a moment and then raised her head up to me. She licked her lips a little.