Nikki was a good girl. Bright, subdued and bookish, not unpopular but never the centre of attending, choosing mostly to stay on the out of bounds in school. She was a tardy boner, short circuit and slight, with little meat of breasts that had only just started to swell under her thick, spectacular nipples - nipple which made her self-conscious, which naturally stood out in a way which made them seem erect, tenting out her blank cotton bra in a way she was convinced was visible to every boy in her course of instruction. She hunched her shoulders and outwear a lot of sweaters in an attempt to gain some reserve.

She was inexperienced with son - a virgin, of course, having only had a few short make-out Roger Sessions with equally inexperienced son, never letting affair develop beyond kissing. Her parents were nonindulgent, and had warned her to never let a boy jot her in those private space, emphasising how her reputation would suffer and she would be harshly judged by her friends, family and schoolmates. She took this to heart, and when her friends started going on their number one engagement, with handsy son who used the darkness of the cinema as an excuse to cower their trembling fingers inside bras and panties, Nikki turned down any boy who asked her out, choosing to stay put at home with her virginity and repute inviolate.

She stayed late after school most days ; her father finished work an 60 minutes after shoal let out, and would pick her up on his way household. She mainly sat in the library, doing her homework, until he arrived. She was often the solitary pupil in there - her peers either rushed out of school day as soon as the Bell rang, or they took part in sports or social club which kept them well away from the program library. So she was storm one late saltation day, when her champion Johnny appeared in the program library where she was studying. Johnny and Nikki had known each other most of their life-time ; they were neighbours who had played together and gone to school together since they could remember. Unlike with early male child, Nikki was relaxed in his fellowship and trusted him implicitly.

'' Hey, what 's up ? How come you 're here ? '' she said.

'' Oh hey. Just wanted to determine you 're okay, '' he said, plopping down in a chair next to her.

'' You were n't in gym today and I was worried you were unbalanced or something ? ``

'' Oh yeah '', she said. `` I hurt my articulatio humeri yesterday, I do n't even recognise how I did it. I have to stay off gym till it 's healed. ``

'' Does it wound ? ``

'' Yeah. Like from here, '' she pointed at the base of her neck. `` To here, '' she moved her script over her berm and forward to her collarbone.

'' Damn, that sucks, '' he said.

'' Yeah, it 's variety of stopping me from being capable to concentre on my English language homework, '' she said.

Reb looked concerned. `` You want me to massage it for you ? '' he said. `` When I had a neck harm from basketball, my parents sent me to a physio, they did some massage and it really helped with the botheration. ``

'' I guess, '' said Nikki, a little unsure but willing to try anything to ease the uncomfortableness that had been bugging her all day.

'' fountainhead, um, you 'll have to take your top off ? '' said greyback. `` Just your sweater ! '' he clarified, blushing, when he saw the wide-eyed look on her aspect. `` Not, like, your shirt or anything ! ''

'' Oh, '' she said, and laughed. She took off her sweater, leaving her wearing a thin, light-headed blue angel, cotton T-shirt. Reb did a three-fold take when he saw the two conical points where her nipples were pushing the cloth of her bra and jersey out. He coughed and squirmed in his buns as he tried to will away the burgeoning erection. Lately he 'd been getting foul-up at the drop of a hat. He felt like he 'd been walking around in an almost permament DoS of hot pants which unnerved him ; he did n't know how to control it beyond his frenetic jack-off session which seemed to be becoming More and more sponsor - even sometimes having to rub one out in the school lavatory so he could focus on school work and not be distracted thinking about knocker and twat all day long. Johnny Reb was almost as inexperient as Nikki, but that did n't finish him from daydreaming about getting that troublesome piffling stiffy up inside one of the many reasonably girls at school. He sometimes felt he would explode if he went much longer without at least getting a female child to allude his dick.

'' Uh, bit around, '' he said.

She turned her chairman around so she was facing away from him. He took the opportunity to motivate his still semi-erect tool into a more comfortable side in his boxers. She was busy tying her light brown hair up in a high ponytail, giving him total access to her shoulders.

Tentatively, he began to rub her neck and shoulder, lightly at first base, afraid to hurt her.

'' It 's ok, '' she said. `` You can go a little strong than that. ``

He pressed a little harder, growing in confidence, getting into a rhythm as she sighed and began to visbily relax.

'' That 's dainty, '' she said. `` I think that 's actually helping. ``

It was helping him, too. His semi erecting had now gone full-blown. The feel of her bra straps under her shirt, the warm skin of her neck opening, the camp fabric from her nipples - all of it was conspiring to make him feel giddy with arousal. He 'd never thought of her in this way before, she 'd always palpate like a sister to him. But now, he had to press back the urge to kiss her warm up neck, to worm his paw inside her bra, to make out his horny lilliputian leaking dick anywhere on her eubstance that she 'd let him.

As the massage continued, his will power to fight these urges dimmed as his lust grew. He began to test her bound. First, he let his former paw mirror the movements of the first, so that his hand slid over both position of her neck, both shoulder. Then gradually, in petite increments, he started to slide his fingertips a little far on every base on balls, so that they were rubbing her upper back, going up to the foundation of her ponytail, then out down the length of her shoulders, down her upper subdivision, then back up, finally sliding as much as he dared over her collarbone and upper chest. A few times as his expanded his area, he felt her tense, but as he continued, lulling her with his rhythmic touch, she relaxed into his hired man and he pressed on.

He may never have got the courage to go any further, had he not inadvertently have tickled her. As his LE dextrous left script made its over-shoulder geographic expedition, one of his digit accidentally poked into her armpit, causing her to pipe up and flinch away. As she did, his right field deal brushed firmly against her proper nipple. She let out a deep moan which shocked them both. Johnny pulled his hands away, flustered, apologising. Nikki blushed brightly red, sitting up, rearranging her t-shirt.

'' I ... did n't mean to tickle you Nik, '' said Johnny.

'' No, it 's very well, honestly, do n't occupy about it, '' she said, flustered.

'' Do you want me to stop ? '' he said.She thought about it. It had really been helping, she was in a lot less pain now. She had no mind what just happened with that Wyrd moan, but all she could think of was that it was some odd chemical reaction to the tickling.

'' No that 's ok, '' she said. `` Just, try not to tickle me again. ''

He assured her that he would n't. As he resumed the massage, his mind was reeling. That moan ! It sounded just like the woman on the porno he watched way too much of. And he 'd touched her nipple ! Could she - no, it was gaga. She could n't take in been turned on by it. That was just his stupid horny brain doing some very aspiring cerebration. But the moan ! He 'd never heard her fix a sound like it, not any of the times he 'd tickled her in the past, not any prison term in their whole friendship. As his bridge player ran over her cervix, back and shoulders, and his stiff gumshoe leaked pre-cum into his boxers, he knew he had to try again. He had to know if she was turned on by him touching her tit. This might be his only chance to ever find out, and his dick, which had now taken over his logical brain completely, would not let him pine away the probability.

He could see her tit, so close, pushing out the sparse framework, even more when he gently rolled her berm back. He could almost see down the forepart of her t-shirt, and it was driving him crazy. Her eyes were shut down, her respiration deep and regular. Her arms hung at her sides. He knew he had to make his move. His finger's breadth inched forwards on her thorax, grazing the top of her bra cups then retreating back up and repeating the question, checking that she was still relaxed. Then, holding his breath, fully set to be slapped and yelled at, he made his move. He rubbed his fingertips down her chest, the pressure becoming less firm, lighter, more probationary. They passed the top of her bra cups and carry on. Her middle flew open. She began to warningly say his name.

'' Jo ... oh ! ''

His fingers had reached her pap. He rubbed them lightly, back and forth. She moaned and her physical structure buck. Emboldened, he increased the pressure, rubbing them firmly. Her legs fly clear and she humped her pelvis up and down.

'' Oh ... what 's ? What 's happening ? '' she groaned.

Now Johnny Reb took the pap between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and rolling them through her bra. Nikki flung her head back, oral fissure seeking out greyback 's. She kissed him, open-mouthed, wet glossa lolling, moaning into his mouth. He kissed her back, hard, passionate, never stopping his succor on her nipples. His eyes were closed but he felt her writhing around. He opened his eyes, still tonguing her furiously, and saw she was humping her rosehip and rubbing her thigh together, drawing obscene lot with her rose hip. Her shirt had ridden up and exposed her taut belly. He released her nipple, reached down her belly and pulled the shirt up further, exposing her whiten bra. She seemed to fall to, confused and alarmed.

'' Reb ? What ... ? ''

But he had renewed the assault on her teat afresh. Reaching with trembling hands into both cup, he reverently took each pap between thumb and index and gently rolled them.

'' Oh yes ! '' moaned Nikki. `` Oh fuck yes that spirit so good, abstract them, pull them, do me finger good oh delight yes ! ''

Johnny was on flack with lust and rousing. He kissed Nikki 's cervix, her pinna, her brass. He pinched and pulled her nipples as she squirmed and moaned. Then he had an idea. He scooted around to the English of her, making sure never to check working her nipples. Then when he was close enough, he leaned down, taking one of her stiff pink mamilla into her rima oris and sucking on it.

'' Ohhhh yes, you filthy little fucker. Suck it, suck my nipples, suck them and squeeze them, that 's compensate, oh god, you can do anything to me, anything you want, just go along sucking my teat ! ``

Johnny Reb did n't call for asking twice. Latching onto her nipple and sucking for love aliveness while twisting the other one, he reached down with his free mitt and pulled down his pants and boxers, finally freeing his rock hard, wet prick, which sprung relieve in a wet mess of pre-cum. Johnny desperately humped it, awkwardly into her leg, trying to figure out how to get her to match it while he was still playing with her nipples. He reached for her script and pulled it towards him, rubbing it on his stopcock. She gave a moan of surprise, then her clenched fist closed around it and she started jerking him off.

'' Oh that 's it, you horny little fucker, I 'm feeling your stiff dick while you suck on my knocker ! ``

It was too much for him and he came in not bad shuddering jet, coating her hand with his hot invigorated spunk. As he came, he bit down on one nipple and squeezed the other one hard.

'' Oh yes, you filthy fucker, bite my mammilla, cum on me, cover me in cum, form me your slut, oh god I 'm cumming, I 'm cumming ! '' she cried out, and pushed her humping crotch into her spermy bridge player, still clutching his spurting cock. Powerful spasm ripped through her and she gushed cream into her already-soaked panties.

Gradually the two of them stilled, releasing each former and slumping in their seats. They could both see stars, dazed from their for the first time orgasm at the hand of another. They may let stayed there in the afterglow for some time were it not for the sharp blast of a car hooter, which ripped through the post-orgasm secrecy. Nikki 's headphone then began to ring.

'' Oh god ! My dad ! ''

She leapt up in terror, pulling down her shirt, pulling on her sweater, sweeping her books into her bag and running from the library, leaving Reb stunned, still not certain what the Inferno it was that just happened .