“Today we will begin a new chapter in your… education. Tell me Jim, honestly now, there is no wrong answer… When you kiss a girl, what do you feel?” Penny asked her head still bowed and looking up into my eyes through her eyelashes.
“Whew… that’s a pretty broad question…” I said not knowing where to begin exactly. “I feel so many things…”
“Do you? Just tell me a few of them, don’t think about it…” Penny pushed.
“I… I feel excitement. I feel… electrified… I feel… connected, connected to the woman that I’m kissing. I feel… Her.” I spoke still reaching for everything.
“Go on… what else?” Penny prompted me softly, raising my hands to her lips and turning my hands to kiss my palms softly.
“I feel… her excitement. I feel her… pleasure.” I added, marveling at the tingling sensation from the touch of Penny’s lips on just the palms of my hands.
“Jim, don’t you think that perhaps the girl you are kissing feels the same things?” Penny asked, pressing my palms to her cheeks.
“I… guess so, I’ve never really thought about it.” I admitted.
“Tell me darling, when we, Maggie and I both, did the touch exercises, did you learn that the person being touched feels as much as the person doing the touching?” The question was posed in such a soft voice that I almost didn’t hear it.
“Yes of course.” I said, beginning to see where she was leading me with these questions.
“So if you can feel a girl’s excitement in her kisses, a girl can feel yours as well… but don’t you think that kisses don’t have to be confined to just the lips for those sensations to be shared?” Penny tilted her head up and her mischievous smile spread into a warm almost pouting invitation for what else, but a kiss. With my hands already pressed to her cheeks, I drew her closer to me and did just that, I kissed Penny softly on those amazingly expressive lips, her eyes half closed as she sighed into our kiss. Pulling back she again looked deep into my eyes, those beautiful blue eyes boring into my very core. Jim, everywhere you touch those lips of yours to a girl she will feel your desire, your affection, your excitement. Your lips are indeed electrifying. Think back to the touch exercises… now touch me with your lips.” Penny said so seriously that I knew that this was something that was very important to her, and therefore for me to learn.
I pulled her face to me once more and we kissed softly, sensuously, our lips caressing one another and tongues brushing with the barest of effort tentatively, teasingly. Pulling back slightly I moved my lips to Penny’s left cheek, another soft sensuous kiss. I moved further along her jaw line to just below her left ear, and that soft spot on her neck for another soft kiss. I felt Penny’s arms go around my sides as she pressed herself into me as she pulled me into her, her breasts cushioning us even as her hardened nipples made themselves apparent. With a slight gasp Penny pulled back and placed her hands on my chest halting my kissing for a moment. Without a word and looking intently into my eyes she loosened the tie of her robe and opened it allowing it to fall to the floor behind her. My heart skipped a beat, and even though it was already racing, it sped up even more. Penny licked her lips slowly, and deliberately, then reached out and took my right hand and first brought it palm first to her left breast, the nipple tickling my skin. I resisted the urge to close my thumb and fingers over that fleshy point, just as well since Penny clearly had other things in mind. She drew my hand down over her abdomen, slowly, turning my hand so that my fingers were now pointed downward as she drew it palm first down through that little tuft of hair above her peach. My fingers drifted over and through that oh so downy soft crimson barrier before feeling the moist heated fuzzy flesh between her legs. Penny’s peach was damp with her own juices just beginning to seep out along the seam of her velvety lips. A small gasp from her let me know that her excitement was rising if not already as high as my own.
“Do you feel it Jim?” Penny purred, again licking her lips.
“Yes I do, it would be kind of hard to miss wouldn’t it?” I responded, still trying to fathom where she was going with this exercise.
“You’re touching me, and I feel you touching me…” She added softly in that restrained quiet teacher’s voice I’ve learned to associate with something important being conveyed. Penny then pressed my middle finger through her outer lips and into the well where her nectar was coming from. That velvety furnace disguised as a peach. Having done that she pulled my hand up to her face, she looked at it for a moment then turned my hand and pushed the whetted finger to my nose. “Smell me?” She asked, one eyebrow rising questioningly. I took a sniff, even though honestly I could have answered that I had smelled her since the moment we walked into her bedroom.
“I smell Peaches, and incense…” I breathed haltingly. Penny smirked but she wasn’t done yet I sensed.
“Now taste.” She said still holding my hand with the whetted finger nearly touching my lips. I opened my mouth and let my tongue slip out and lick my finger. I couldn’t help it but my eyes closed of their own accord as the explosion of sensations ran rampant along my taste buds and the information flashed to my brain. It couldn’t have been more than a heartbeat but it seemed like time took a minute or two to rest and simply stopped moving ahead while all this happened. I opened my eyes and could see a slight hint of concern in Penny’s eyes, her smile was still there but it seemed about to falter as she waited on my response.
I let a slow smile spread on my lips as I ran my tongue along them and then licked my finger again slowly while looking directly into Penny’s worried eyes. “That is a taste a guy could learn to love.” I finally intoned. And there it was… Penny’s eyes relaxed and her smile grew into a living thing that made her whole face glow for a moment. Then she was back, her eyes narrowed again and that smile morphed back into something befitting a cat who just ate a canary.
“Yes, many guys do, and so do… many girls. Sadly it’s not something everyone learns to like or enjoy but those that do find so much to enjoy and share. I must tell you though, not every girl tastes the same, we are all different in our own way even while being… similar.” Penny stated matter of factly as she drew my hand to her own mouth and licked my whetted finger slowly while staring me in the eye gauging my reaction. “You know that being kissed and kissing is a way to share pleasure and excitement between lovers… just as touching and being and being touched. When it comes right down to it, they are the same. But while the fingers and your skin and feel… your lips, and tongue can taste as well.” Penny spoke in her almost silent teaching voice as her fingers intertwined with min in both hands. She stepped backwards towards the side of the bed while pulling me with her. “I want you to think back to your touching exercises, remember what you have learned about both my body and Maggie’s. Think back to the girls that you have been intimate with before us, remember touching them. The places on our bodies that reacted to your touch… now imagine instead of your hands or fingers, if it were your lips and tongue making that touch. How would it feel to you, to be touched… kissed with soft lips, or stroked with a wet tongue?” Penny’s voice in shaky whisper at this point as she eased herself down to sit on the edge of the bed pulling me close before releasing my hands and pressing the side of her face into my chest and abdomen.
Standing at the side of the bed, I put my hands on Penny’s head. As my fingers were running through her soft strawberry blond curls I could feel her warm breath pushing through thin material of my tee-shirt, my mind was in overdrive. So many connections were being made, ideas clicking into place and making sense. And I realized that somehow I knew this to be true, but it was not something that I had thought of until this morning, right now. I realized too that my mouth was indeed watering just thinking about exploring Penny with my mouth, to kiss her in all the places that I’ve touched her. Most definitely, and especially her peach I thought as I swallowed. I must have trembled a bit because Penny pulled her head back and looked up at me askingly. Perhaps she thought it was some reluctance on my part.
“Jim darling…” She began in a curiously husky voice, almost uncertainly. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or…” But she let whatever she was going to say die on her lips as I looked down at her and smiled. She must have seen the hunger in my eyes. I took one step back and kneeled at the side of the bed taking her head in both of my hands again and pulled her into a slow passionate kiss. Wetting our lips and loosening our tongues to play. When we both broke apart to catch our breath we both eyed one another silently. I made a point of licking my lips and spreading Penny’s legs apart so that I might edge a little closer to her. I reached around her with and placed both hands on her back just below her shoulder blades and pulled her into me again but this time my kisses were aimed at the side of her neck. Penny’s arms wrapped around my head as I kissed farther down to the hollow of her throat before moving on to her breasts. To do this however Penny had to relax a bit and lean back towards the top of the bed. Still supported by my own arms her reclining form made her ample breasts seem even more impressive especially as her breathing was becoming faster, they rose and fell hypnotically. It was hard for me to kiss her breasts and watch the look on her face now that her head was tilted back as it was. Penny released her hands from my neck and shoulders and moved to her own chest, just above her breasts so as not to interfere with my kissing I suspect.
I let my moist lips and tongue kiss and lick and taste in varying alterations from one breast through the valley of her cleavage to the other twin. I pecked at and licked at each nipple in turn, as well as trailed my lips teasingly along the sides and beneath each breast trying to reach all the tender spots I have encountered. I could feel the finest of the fine hairs on her skin standing up and goose bumps popping up when my own breath when exhaled warmly across her skin caused Penny to gasp. I continued on down across Penny’s abdomen but stopped briefly at her naval to kiss it gently and let my tongue delve into that tiny little crevasse. My chin now was brushing at that small tuft of downy fuzz atop Penny’s marvelous peach. I let my supporting hands slide out from under Penny’s back and drew them softly down her flanks and hips to rest atop her thighs.
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