Three days later was the next time that Laura and I were able to be alone. Really alone. For a change it was just the two of us having sex.
We had taken a long time that afternoon, getting to know every nook and cranny of each other's bodies. Heaven knows we had explored it all before, but that afternoon we really got to know them. I really loved her tits. Brianna's were amazing, but Laura's were just as nice, though in some ways of course different. They were so firm. They sat on her chest. They didn't hang, they sat. There didn't seem to be a bit of sag in them. They were like two perfect scoops of ice cream, with little red cherries sitting exactly in the center. It seems that I was a tit man. Large or small, they were a natural delight. I loved them all.
After we had thoroughly explored and enjoyed each other's bodies for a long while, we ended up in a 69 position, each laying on our sides in her bed. We brought each other to climax slowly as well, until the end when the desire to orgasm became overwhelming and our bodies took over control from our minds. My orgasm was first, splashing my cum on her face before she got my cock aimed lower, onto her chest. I kept licking and fingering her for a few minutes longer until her orgasm hit. Her legs squeezed my head while she came and I gasped for breath.
We both stayed in position as we came down from our highs. Slowly I crawled around with my head on the pillow, and cradled Laura in my arms. We were both lost in a bliss that I, at least, had not known before. Perhaps it was the slow way we had pleasured each other, but we seemed to feel unusually close.
"I feel especially close to you," she said.
"Me too," I replied.
"Closer than ever before. I thought you were special to me before, but I think it is much more than that now.
"Are you talking love?" I was a little worried.
"No, no, not dating, romantic love. More like family. Really close family."
"Yeah, REALLY close," I smiled. That was about how I felt as well. I was relieved when she said it wasn't romantic love. I didn't feel that way either, and it would ruin a lot if either of us felt that way.
We lay there silently in each others' arms for several more minutes.Then Laura said, "I made a decision about something."
"About what?"
"I'm ready to lose my virginity."
I wasn't sure what to say. I knew this was a big moment. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I nearly did it when you screwed Emily, but I wasn't sure then. Now I am. But," she paused, "I wouldn't want to do it in front of others."
"But you said you like watching others. And being watched, I thought."
"Yeah, I did like watching," she said, looking a bit embarrassed. "Maybe people watching me, too. But not losing my virginity!"
"Yeah, I understand."
"There's one more thing," she added. "I want you to do it."
I was surprised. Shocked. But then, I didn't know why. It made sense that she would want me. No-one was closer to her. We shared everything. But this? I was still surprised.
"You don't want it to be romantic? With someone you are in love with?"
"I don't have a boy friend. And I don't want to wait long enough for that," she answered. "Besides, I am in love with you, in a way. And I know you will be good and kind and thoughtful. It might be better if your thing wasn't so big, but who else can I be sure would treat me so well?"
"Hmmm. When would you want this to happen?"
She turned and looked at me. "I was thinking now."
"Now?" I was surprised again. "I just had an orgasm, you know."
"Yeah, I noticed," she laughed. "But I've seen you get ready very quickly before. Besides, I thought we could get something to eat first. I didn't have lunch. And that will give you time to recover. Okay?"
"If you're sure, I'd be happy to do it."
"You mean 'to do me!'" she giggled. "Come on then. Let's eat. Just one rule."
"What rule?"
She stood up, looked at my penis, then at me, and said, "No clothes."
Interesting. So we went to the kitchen and had a little something to eat, sitting at the table naked. It was an advantage to me. I sat and had my dick pretty well hidden by the table. Not that we had anything to hide at this point, but it still felt weird to be sitting there naked. Laura was fully exposed while she got some food out of the refrigerator and brought it to the table. As we sat there I looked at her breasts more than anything else. I loved her breasts. Yeah, I loved all breasts.
It did serve to get me turned on. My erection sprouted in spite of my efforts to ignore it. By the time we were done eating... Well, we didn't really finish. We left it on the table and went into the bedroom.
"Are you sure?" I asked once we got there. "It's not something you can take back."
"Shut up and fuck me," she said. "Nicely."
We laid down on the bed and began feeling each other again. I was hot, and she felt hot as well. My hand went to her crotch, her damp crotch, and my mouth went to her breast. I licked her nipple - just her nipple - and then blew air across it. She seemed to shiver. She giggled and made an "Oooooo" sound. I tried it on the other nipple with similar results. Then I stuffed my mouth full of one tit, sucking on it and running my tongue around her nipple. Still sucking, I pulled my mouth away from her tit but not off, and bit her nipple with my lip-covered teeth. Then I sucked her tit into my mouth again.
While I did that, my hand in her crotch was sliding along her slit from bottom to top, back again, then repeated it. I worked my finger in deeper between her folds. Finally I found her hole and pushed a finger into it. I pushed in deep, pressing all around the walls of her vagina. Soon I slipped another finger in. I pushed against the walls, stretching it but not going too hard. She needed to get stretched, but I wanted to be sure she was enjoying it. Her moaning and thrusting told me she was. Eventually I would get three fingers in her at once.
She was definitely hot, but she wasn't ignoring me. Her hand was squeezing my dick, then slipped down to my balls. She kneaded them together, pulling each one down and exerting a little pressure on them. She had learned her lesson well, and didn't hurt me at all. It felt wonderful. Then she held them in her palm and squeezed upwards, reaching her thumb and finger around the base of my prick at the same time. She started twisting, letting go of my balls and twisting more of my dick as she moved upwards. She worked her way up to the head, twisting the sensitive tip. She didn't jack me. Perhaps she wanted to save that feeling for the actual intercourse.
