All The Lights In The Sky (Amaril x Princess Pittooey)

[Star Pupil]

She was happily to oblige Simon, so he had no trouble guiding her to her back. Every kiss against her stomach caused her to shiver, the hairs on her skin raising in reaction. Then, he started to pull at her underwear, the last thing that stood in her way of being completely nude. This was so exciting, and she couldn't figure out why.

It was clear that she was okay with him to proceed, since she raised her hips up slightly so he could pull the fabric away from her body. It was at this point that she realized that she was extremely wet, and her cheeks blushed. She was sure she didn't pee or anything, so what could that have been? Was that just how her body reacted when she felt that tingling warmth inside her?

Now that her womanhood was in full display, he would be able to see the top of her swollen clitoris that was already peeking out from between her folds. Her lips were glistening with her nectar, and if he knew any better, he would know that meant how ready she was for him at that very moment. "Do you...do you like it, Simon?" Nia asked, for the first time sounding shy. This was a huge step that they had made, and she was just so unsure of herself.

 

[Amaril]

Simon was more eager in undressing Nia once she helpfully lifted her hips. Her reaction to all this was amazing--she really did seem not to know how any of this worked, and yet she was still so eager...the thought that she wanted him the same way he did her made him dizzy.

Dragging her underwear all the way down and off her, he was faced with his first view of a woman's exposed sex. He hadn't known exactly what to expect, but he'd gathered enough to form a vague picture, and Nia looked more or less in line with that. What he hadn't been prepared for was the wetness, thick enough to mat the silvery curls that grew around her glistening lips--and the smell. As soon as he inhaled, it filled his lungs; hard to compare to anything else he knew of, thick and heavy, not exactly sweet, but somehow, it went straight to his head like a drug. A sound that was half-groan, half-growl left him without his willing it as he bent over her again, replacing his mouth where it had been on her waist. He tried to keep going as he had, slowly working his way down her body, but it didn't take him much longer--he knew where he really wanted to be.

Breathing deep of her scent, he lowered his mouth to her center, gently kissing her lips. His touch was soft, but the slick, velvety texture and searing heat of her drew him on; he followed the first kiss with another, rougher, letting his tongue out to explore as he had everywhere else on his way here. That first taste of her made his head spin, and he moaned against her. "You taste so good," he mumbled before going back in for more, running his tongue up and down the edges of her lips, sucking on the slick flesh.