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I couldn't get over the first bit let alone the second, "Mom, what's wrong?".

"Joe, I don't know if this is connected with the other problem but........ I need to see all of you..... your penis. I'm sorry honey but I need to know. Pull down your shorts.. please, just let me look!"

"I had had the 'birds and the bees class in school, I wondered about Mom being 'Sick' that day and knew I was developing, but".

I slowly lowered my shorts. "And your underpants". Mom added.

I was getting red, I could feel my face burning. "Come on, I'm your Mother, I have washed you and put you to bed. It's important, I need to see!".

I lowered my shorts, watching my Mothers face I saw, shock, worry, what.

"Whats wrong, why are you staring, Mom, Please, It hurts".

I saw the concern in her face. "Joe, I don't know how to explain this, you........ you are developing the sexual, well, you are becoming a girl. Your breasts are growing and your cock is shrinking. You are going to be my daughter, not my son".

By now I was old enough so I said it out loud, "OH MY GOD".

"Honey, oh Joe, I'm sorry, I....I don't know what to say, shit, what the fuck did our government do to you. I.....Honey, it will be OK, your Dad and I will find a way around it!".

We both heard Dad pull into the yard, "Go to your room Joe, I'll talk to your Dad, please Joe, I will help you. Trust me". The look on Mom's face told me to trust her. Just before Dad came in, "Joe, there's a bottle, a pink bottle in my bathroom, use that, rub it on your tits".

I didn't have tits............ did I, I headed towards the bathroom as Dad came in. What was going to happen next I thought. Shit, my whole life was turned upside down.

Peggy Sue and me swimming, that's all I wanted, just having fun. Now?. I used the 'F' word. What the fuck was going on". I waited until Mom called me.

"Thank god Dad didn't want to see, He just took Moms word. "How are you feeling son, any pain?'. Just like my father of old, when I fell of my bike. Man to man, any hurt?.

But this time I knew it was different, "Dad, it's ... it's different, I mean, I have never felt anything like this, it's inside, like... I don't know....."

"Don't feel bad Joe, this is something new. Nobody could explain what happened when it happened, the most important thing to remember, IT'S not your fault.

Something happened a year ago, your Mother and I have worried over it but we can't change things, it happened. So now we have to accept ..... whatever. Are you alright Joe?".

It didn't answer my question but it did make me feel better.

"Joe, your Mother is going to be real important soon, you can ask me questions but I want you to listen to your Mother, she will help you more than I can at the moment but remember, I'm always here and I'll help you any way I can".

Dad left to make a call to Washington and I got..... weepy. I wanted to cry. It wasn't my fault, I....

Mom had pulled me into her embrace before I knew what was happening. "It's ok honey, we're here for you. Just hold tight".

And I did. After the talk with Dad, I.... I just wanted to hold my Mummy. Like a little boy/girl lost, I just wanted to hold My Mommy. I sobbed into her breasts. "Why me, what did I do wrong?".

"Honey, it's not that you did anything wrong and I still love you. Remember that, your Daddy and Mummy still love you. No matter what. You are still our child and we love you".

All my thoughts about Peggy Sue disappeared that night as Mom tucked me into bed and 'love you' lingered after the lights went out.

But the next morning, Peggy Sue was back, large as life and filling my mind, my troubled mind. I was growing breasts??????????? My cock was shrinking.

We had never gone to 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours, yet. Shit, what if I got bigger breasts than Peggy Sue. Mom, help.

How do you ask your Mother about something like that?. My attention was grabbed by Bobby as he snatched the milk. "I got it first". just like a silly girl.

I used them again, I liked them." What the fuck was going on?". Bobby stopped, I mean froze. "Put the milk down and take off your T shirt". It was a command, like Dad used sometime. Bobby put the milk container down and lifted his T shirt. "Mom, come here quick".

It must have been something in my voice, Mom shot into the kitchen in her bra. Nothing else.

Looking back, I think it must have been funny, I mean, Mom with only her bra, Bobby with his shirt up showing tits and me, sitting there pointing at them.

"He's got tits too". My mouth shut with a bang. My Mothers pussy was staring at me.

Boy, girl, what was going on. As a teenager, a boy, Moms naked pussy was doing thing but, as a teenager, a girl, her breasts were doing things as well. I was confused.

What was going on.

Mom, the main stay of the family, brought everything back to earth. "Sit, I'll be back".

Both Bobby and I loved those movies and we sat, not daring to move. HE WOULD BE BACK.

Mom walked into the room. It took a minute for me to figure it out, she had no more on than before, just a bra. It must be important. Bobby and I looked at each other. We were in trouble, big time.

"I just called the school, you are excused for the day. You WILL make up lost time, now.........

Bobby looked at me, then Mom. I sunk into myself. I don't know, don't blame me.

"Look you two, stop playing around, we need to talk. GIRL talk. Take your clothes off, NOW".

This time Bobby and I didn't look at each other. MOTHER was in a bad mood and we were in the 'firing line' as Dad put it. We were in trouble. We stripped. So did Mom.

"I don't know, oh brother, you are not..... well, you are boygirls, neither one or the other..., both. You have a penis and you have tits............ I..... I think your penis is going to shrink and I think your breasts are growing to grow. I have no fucking idea.

Boy were we in trouble, I had never heard 'that' word from Mom before.

"Now, look at me. I am female, with tits and a pussy, vagina, whatever, you don't have one of those....., yet. You, you have a penis and tits. I never.... well, unless you have hormone treatment......... I've never heard of it before. I'm thinking it's because you got sick. So......, I'm going to teach you to be a girl as well as a boy... man.

I wandered where this was going but had no idea of what was coming.
"Joe, have you fucked a girl yet? I mean Peggy Sue, I hope there's only one?".
I just about fell off my chair. I mean, I felt about the size of Jimmy Cricket, small. My mouth opened, closed, opened again, "No Mom, I", my mouth closed with a snap.

"Well, good for you, this has all sorts of........... well you know".

The hell I did, all sorts of what?, I was just about to ask 'that' stupid question when Mom floored me again. "Well good, one down, one to go. Do you want to fuck her?".

Mom was sitting there in front of us, asking me if I wanted to fuck Peggy Sue. How the hell, pardon the expression, does a son answer that. A vision of us walking down the isle, the preacher asking the question. I DO rolling of my lips, fucking Peggy Sue.

Back in the here and now, I remembered, Mom was naked, we were all naked. Where was this going.

Joe, and you too Bobby, you, I mean...., well, you have to treat a girl right. I mean, well you are going to want to be treated right as well, I.... Damn it, this isn't easy".

"There are going to be a lot of new feelings, your bodies are going to, I think, well...., change. I'm sorry Joe, but when you cried, I held you as a, oh my god, as a girl. I was a Mother holding her daughter, not a son. Please forgive me".

I don't know just how it happened but Bobby and I were side by side with Mom, holding her, whispering to her that everything would be alright, not to worry. That we loved her. All of us crying, holding her tight. Cupping her breasts, licking the tears and kissing her.

"OH my baby's, Mummy loves you both so much, so much, I....Want you to love Mummy, my darling girls".

So it started, Mummy loved our little cocks, our budding breasts. She really loved our little cocks, more and more each day as they got smaller and our breasts, as they got bigger.

She would watch my cock as I sucked on her pussy, swinging back and forward in front of her face. Catching it and sucking as he passed by, making her happy. That was our joy now. Making Mom happy. She always had a smile for Bobby or I and even Dad. Dad didn't mind. We were a happy family again.

Peggy Sue, well, she wanted to spend all her spare time with me. "Mom, what am I going to do with Peggy Sue, I mean... well, she wants to squeeze my tits, I...."

"What do you want to do, do you want to fuck her?".

Mom and I had become much more.... I think, open, willing to share.

"You have to tell her whats happened to you, I mean, your tits are lovely and your cock is just right but she needs to know, know everything. You have to be fair".

"Can you be here as well, I mean when I talk to her. She likes you a lot?".

"Ask her if she wants to come over on Saturday. I want Dad to be here as well. She may have questions that, well....., he might be able to help both of you".

One thing that had changed, the one I didn't like much, was that we were being home schooled. Mom was a hard teacher. She explained that it would be easier for us. No one would tease us as we changed. So the next few days dragged as we did our school work and our chores around the house. Peggy Sue said she couldn't wait until Saturday.

Peggy Sue arrived early, in time for breakfast. Dad was having a lie in and Mom was going to take him his breakfast, then we could have ours, and our talk. After we had washed and put everything away, Mom told Bobby he could go and watch the cartoons. That could keep him busy for hours. He knew we were going to talk and that his 'talk' would happen latter.

Mom took us to my room. I think that Dad had picked this house because it had so many rooms, and space where we could play. And learn about Nature.

Mom sat on my bed and we sat either side. She took our hands and held them together in her lap. "Peggy, do you remember when Joe and Bobby got sick?, Peggy Sue nodded, well I think that was from some spraying. I think something got into the stream and Joe, well, he and Bobby may have drunk it. Nobody knows for sure and nobody is talking. Dan and I have talked about it a lot. We think it was a hormone or a mix that is similar to what is used before a sex change operation. Now that Joe has had IT in his system for over a year, well, his Dad and I don't think IT can be changed back".

Dad and Mom had talked to us before, but never with such detail. I was quiet, Peggy Sue looked......, I don't know what she looked like. Mom carried on. "It means Joe is not going to grow up quite the same as other boys his age. There are some drugs he can take later, we just don't know.......".

Peggy Sue sat there, I held my breath, I did like her. A lot. What was she going to say, do?. What happened shocked both Mom and I, she started crying. Mom put her arm around her waist and hugged then did the same with me.

I was crying and I didn't know why.
After a while Peggy Sue sniffed and wiped her eyes. She looked at Mom and then me. "I was sick at the same time, mother thought it was the flu and I was better after a couple of days, but something changed about a month later. I had started my periods and I...., grew lots of hair, you know, down there. Mother told me not to worry, everybody was different, but that wasn't all. My nipples grew as well, I mean big, not long......, they are very sensitive too. Anyway, the big thing I have got to tell you, try to tell you..... Please Joe, don't get mad......... I, I had sex with Dad.........."

Mom and I looked at each other. "Peggy, if it is the hormones we think it is, well, they would do different things to different sex. With males, their penis shrinks and their breasts develop, with female's, well I guess you got super horny. I do remember Dan and I went mad in bed......... and a few other places for a while. I thought it was having the boys get better that made me so sexy, so turned on. Peggy, your Dad didn't rape you did he?".

Peggy Sue smiled, "NO, it was more the other way around. Dad was in the bath, he wasn't even hard until I stripped and got in with him. He couldn't help it, I sat on his cock. I don't think I was thinking at all, I just wanted...... , I don't know what I wanted, but there was Dad.... He was so gentle and it was so good feeling his cock in me. He rubbed my nipples, oh god, I could have stayed like that forever. It must have been a while because the water was getting cold when Dad, we finally finished".

Mom kissed the top of her head and gave me a squeeze. "We have done it all year and Mother knows. I think she even likes it, they have sex nearly every night. Sometimes we are all together. Dad said he get's twice the pleasure. But now, it's not like I don't love them anymore....., but I have this feeling about Joe, his body next to mine. I can see it, in my head. Do you know what I mean?".

This question was aimed at Mom so I kept quiet, thinking about what had been said. It didn't worry me about her and her dad, I thought about what Mom and I had done. OK, I didn't exactly fuck her, but....... I was brought back to earth, Mom was telling Peggy, she was no longer the little girl Peggy Sue, about us. Our sex and Peggy's hand was pushing both our hands into Mom's lap. Mom opened her legs.

"Have you thought about having sex with a female?, is that why you want to feel Joe's body, his breasts?. His nipples touching yours?".

"That's it, I don't know and it's driving me crazy".

"Dan thinks it maybe a time release hormone, that means IT could still be working on you, all of you. That's why we are home schooling, we don't know what will happen next. I think I, we had better talk to your parents. If you have gone from your father to Joe, well, I'd be worried.
You don't want to do it with any of the boys from school, do you? Are you on the pill?".
It all sounded so natural, a mother talking to her daughters, explaining the facts of life. I felt real good, the opposite of the feeling like crying all the time. What was happening to my emotions. A full swing from one to the other. Suddenly I thought, this is what happens, this explained why the girls at school acted so crazy sometimes.

I felt very close to Peggy when Mom's voice broke into my thinking, "I do believe we have the plan all wrong". What?. "Joe, you should be sitting in the middle, next to Peggy". Then she smiled, "Or maybe lying in bed.... , naked. What do you say Peggy. You do want to play with Joe's breasts, he told me. And I love playing with them myself!".

Peggy started crying, again. I had no idea of what had caused this so it didn't start me of as well. Mom just looked at her, then the pair were hugging again. I was left out as Mom stroked her hair, her back, making little sounds I couldn't understand. Peggy did and when she finished she looked at me, smiled, "Do you want me in bed with you and your mom?"

Did I, stupid question, "Of course". Mom and I were already stripping as Peggy stood up. She waited until we were completely naked then stood in front of me and asked Mom to take her dress off. Her eyes were locked on mine as she lifted her arms. Mom took the hem and lifted. I think she knew what Peggy wanted. She lifted the slip on dress slowly.

Peggy hadn't even looked at my breasts, or my cock. she was watching my eyes. I wasn't looking, I mean, directly, but saw Mom gather the dress as it passed her pussy. No panties. I wanted to do the same as Peggy was, just looking into her eyes. She took a deep breath as the bunched up dress cleared her breasts. No bra. We were still locked as Mom suddenly moved faster. The dress was gone. Peggy was naked.

As our eye lock broke we both started to look down. I stood up. Mom folded the dress, still a mom, and stood watching us. I had got to her belly and was heading to her V when we both gasped, we both started to say something, we both stopped.

It was Mom who finally said anything, "OHMYGOD, you are....., you....". We looked at her?.

"Come on, into the bathroom. you won't believe it otherwise". We followed Mom into my bathroom. "Stand here, both of you. side by side". we were still looking at Mom.

"The mirror, look in the MIRROR!". We turned together...........

How could this happen........ we looked like sisters, apart from my cock.
I, we had never made the connection. But now, naked and standing together, well, it was incredible. Just a haircut for me, hairstyle maybe, we could have been twins. What a difference a breast makes.
Was this the reason we had been attracted to each other, each time we saw one another we had been looking into a mirror image. Looking at ourselves.

Mom moved next to me, looked, then moved to stand beside Peggy. We both saw it. We all looked the same. Mom pushed in between us, wrapped us in her arms, pulling Peggy and me around as we all hugged. we stayed like that for a while.

The mood was not broken, just enhanced as we all started to rub our breasts together.

"This is it, this is what I have been seeing, feeling. this is what I want. I don't want to take your son away, I...... I want to join you". Peggy kissed Mom, I mean kissed Mom and squashed her nipples against Moms. Breaking the kiss she turned to me. my turn.

"Do you still want me Joe........ ".

It was more a beg than a question. My mind was so fill with everything else I just nodded and kissed her again.

As we pulled apart, Peggy got my attention by playing with my cock. "Could we sit again, please. There's something else I need......, want to ask", she asked my mom.

We headed back to my bed. Mom sat first and pulled me onto her lap, we often sat like this, then pulled Peggy close beside her, looking, waiting.

Peggy seemed to take forever to say whatever she needed to ask. We sat there waiting, Mom started to move my foreskin, watching Peggy watching.

She took a deep breath. I wanted to learn how to do that, not the breath but the way both her and Mom sort of pulled their shoulders back at the same time, made the nipples stand out. I touched Peggy's nipple for the first time. Time stopped, Mom saw what had happened and touched her other nipple. "OOOOOH yes........".

Then it came "Would you let Dan fuck me, I mean after........... ohhhh", we were still playing with her nipples. Mom just took it all in stride, not stopping for a minute.

"Let's see, you want to rub nipples with my son, she pulled my foreskin right back, you like me playing with your nipples, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, from Peggy as she flicked her nipple and I flicked mine, and while I am playing with my son's cock and breasts you want my husband's cock in your pussy. Is that all?".

"Please, more, I'm cumming. Please......, squeeze my nipples. OOOOOOOOOh yes".
I had never seen a woman climax before with just her tits being touched, my breasts hardened, I got a warm feeling between my legs, my ball bag drew up, my cock got harder in Moms hand. It was small but I could still cum, and I was going to.

Peggy was moving her bum back and forward on the bed as Mom bent and sucked a nipple into her mouth. I was to busy, to far away to suck her other so I sucked Moms instead. Mom tightened her grip on my cock. Just what I needed and started to cum as Peggy cried out again. She was there as well.

Mom collapsed back across my bed dragging Peggy with her. I rolled off Mom, I knew what she needed now and buried my mouth between her wide open legs.
I sucked and licked, just like Mom liked it, not to much of either and taking my time.

It was not unusual for Mom to suck my cock as I was busy in her pussy, but this time when I felt a tongue lick me I knew it was different. I was lying the wrong way. Peggy. I was waiting for her to suck me into her mouth when I got the next shock. It was Peggy again, pushing me, my head with her head, trying to get at Moms pussy.

I moved slowly back so she could take over and Mom wouldn't miss anything.
I watched as my friend started lapping Moms clit, her fingers circling and rubbing, probing and finally slipping inside. Mom moaned, she was getting closer, much faster. I kissed my way up her body until I could suck her nipple, my hand going to the other.

I looked back down Moms body. Peggy must be doing something right, Mom was humping her hips and Peggy, small as she was, was riding her, staying glued to Moms pussy. I felt Mom's hand cover mine. She was ready and I sucked harder, drawing the nipple into my mouth, grazing it with my teeth, flicking it with my tongue.

I was not prepared for what happened next. Mom cried out, her body shock and there was a noise from Peggy. I looked. Mom had Peggy's head held between her legs, I mean locked, her ankles crossed over her back. I don't know what Peggy did just then but Mom liked it, she arched her back again. There was no cry this time, Mom was biting her lip, her eyes closed. She was loving it, even more than when we did it alone. I had to remember to ask Peggy exactly what she did.

Mom collapsed, I mean collapsed, her legs spread wide as Peggy wriggled up her body, her face shining with Moms juice. She kept coming until we were together, she kissed me and smiled, winked and we both sucked Moms nipples as one. Mom just held us there, gently sucking her breasts.

"My children, my Loving children............

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As if reading my thoughts, Ethan whispered, “Are you hungry?”

“A little. Not enough to get up, though.”

“I hear ya.” Ethan nuzzled my neck. His cock had grown soft inside me and was now sliding out a centimeter at a time. “I hope you’re not expecting an encore, though. I think three times in one day is a record for me.”

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“Don’t start something your ass isn’t prepared to finish for you.”

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“What’s that supposed to mean?”

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Ethan shrugged, “So?”

“I didn’t think you’d get off to vanilla sex.”

“I’m pretty sure with you I’d get off to any kind of sex.”

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“Wasn’t that proof enough for you?”

“I suppose.”

I started to catalogue in my mind what we’d done sexually. It felt like a lot in a short period of time. But then, we were making up for a weeks worth of celibacy. It dawned on me one obvious thing that was missing.

Ethan opened his eyes. “Yeah?”

“Why haven’t you asked me to go down on you?”

Ethan chuckled and blinked hard for a second. “Uh, well, it just hasn’t crossed my mind, I guess.”

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He tilted his head with a frown. “No. Where…? Oh, hell Grace. You do come out of left field with some of your assumptions. I have no doubt you’d satisfy me in that department. If you really must know why it hasn’t happened, it’s because I was afraid it would make you feel used. And judging by what happened earlier, I’m probably right.”

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“Grace, you’re not. We haven’t exactly had the opportunity. If I wasn’t so drained right now, I’d be happy to oblige you. And you’re not broken. Quit being so hard on yourself.” Ethan glanced at the clock and suppressed a yawn. “I’m wiped out.”

“You haven’t eaten anything since lunch.”

Ethan nodded and sighed. “I don’t feel like making anything. Mind if we just snack on what I’ve got?”

“No. Works for me.”

I waited for Ethan to make some move toward getting up, but he just rested his cheek on my shoulder and continued his absentminded caress of my arm.

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Ethan was lightly snoring near my ear. He’d managed to push me to the very corner of the pillow he’d taken over from me. He was such a bed hog but I couldn’t begrudge him for it. He wasn’t used to sleeping with anyone. At any rate, it had no ill effect on my own slumber, apparently. I’d slept better than I could ever remember sleeping.

I could tell from how alert my mind was becoming that there was no chance of my falling back to sleep. My bladder prompted me to slide out of bed. Ethan lifted his head and squinted at me.

“I’m just going to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

Ethan nodded and let his head drop to the pillow. I glanced at him one last time before shutting the door and taking care of business. When I returned, he’d shifted onto his back but appeared to be deep in sleep again.

I stood beside the bed staring at him and listening to his even rhythm. It was so soothing. I really was falling for this man. More than I wanted to admit. Just being around him made me feel better about myself. Normal.

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Ethan stirred and opened his eyes as I approached through the doorway. “Everything alright?”

“Yeah. Well, not exactly. I’m not sure how this works; if I need to ask you for these, or what.” I held out the cuffs toward him.

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I nodded. My gaze shifted to the tent that Ethan was creating with his morning erection. When my eyes met his again, he was smiling at me.

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I shook my head. I hoped he wouldn’t ask me my thoughts on it because ordinarily I was quite certain I’d be against the idea. At that moment, however, I might not accurately convey that stance. I was growing more amorous by the second and dangerously close to agreeing to anything.

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I obeyed.

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A few moments later, drops of sweat fell onto my back and then he abruptly pulled out of me. I felt my anus release something and I tensed. I quickly realized that he’d had his finger or something in there while he fucked me. I hadn’t even noticed through all the pounding.

Ethan left me and walked into the master bathroom. He didn’t shut the door so I could clearly hear what he was doing. He ran the water in the sink for a few minutes and then washed his hands. He urinated. It sounded like Niagara Falls to me. Then he flushed and returned to the bed.

I felt a warm washcloth against my vagina. I was going to be a little sore. He gently cleansed the area and it felt good to be tended after. It wasn’t the same as cuddling afterward, but it was close.

Ethan unfastened my wrists from the headboard and eased me onto my back. Then he sat beside me, his hand gripping my waist possessively as he studied my face for clues as to what I was thinking.

Morning light had begun to illuminate the room. His chest was still heaving slightly from the exertion and his tattoos glistened beneath a sheen of sweat. He was so intensely masculine. More so than any man I’d been with.

Lying there and looking up at him with his hand still gripping me, I was replete. Even my brain had slipped into a peaceful reverie.

“What do you want to do first, shower or eat?”

I shrugged. “Whichever you want.”

“Well, I don’t do the couples shower thing, so do you want to go first?”

“Is there anything we need to talk about?”

Ethan chuckled. “Okay, then.”

I held out my wrists and he released me from the cuffs. He briefly kissed my lips before standing up and walking toward the door. He turned and took one last look at me as I made my way to the bathroom. I was starting to find that smirk incredibly sexy.

I met him in the kitchen after my shower. He hadn’t instructed me on what to wear so I put on what I wanted. His tee shirt and a pair of shorts.

“You look sinful in my shirt. Do you ever go out braless like that?”

“Oh, gosh no.”

“You should. It’s sexy as hell. I tell you what, it’s gorgeous outside. Why don’t we go have lunch at Sneaky Pete’s and watch the drunk boaters as they dock?”

“You can wear that.”

“Ethan, I don’t think so. It’s too revealing.”

“No more revealing than the bikinis that are going to come through there.”

“Is that why you want to go?”

Ethan released an exasperated sigh. “I have to remember not to set myself up like that. No, silly. I want to go to show you off. I want to watch the expression on the guys’ faces as they pass our table. I want you to see the looks you get. You are so fucking gorgeous, baby.”

“Are you sure we won’t get kicked out?”

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It was a subtle distinction that didn’t go unnoticed by my conscious brain. I wondered if I wasn’t starting to become a submissive. Or maybe I already was; the label was still so confusing to me.

Whatever I was becoming or not becoming, Ethan and I seemed to be clicking. We were just a normal couple. There’s that word again.

When we got back to his place in the afternoon I started to feel tense. The weekend had been more like a dream vacation for me that I didn’t want to end. But every time I thought I might say something to that effect, my own insecurities stopped me. What if it hasn’t felt the same to him. You have to give him the opportunity to escape gracefully. He only asked you to stay for the weekend. Not forever.

As if he read my mind, Ethan approached the topic.

“Tomorrow night we’re having our regular monthly club meeting. They’re kind of boring, but I was hoping you might go with me.”

“As your date?”

“I was thinking that maybe we could drop off your car at your place today. You could pick up whatever you need and some work clothes for tomorrow. We can ride into work together in the morning, your office is on the way to mine. I’ll pick you up for lunch, and then after work we can go to the meeting.”

I tried to apply some restraint to the grin that was about to take over my face. “I’d like that.”

Ethan took a deep breath and exhaled. “Good.”

“What was that for?”

“I was bracing myself for an argument.”

“You thought I’d say no?”

“I thought you might try to complicate it. I like you and I want to spend time with you. It’s really pretty simple. We can’t build on this good thing we have if we’re apart.”

His delivery sounded a bit rehearsed and the approach wasn’t exactly flowery, but he was sincere. What were you expecting – ‘After one weekend with you I never want us to be apart for the rest of our lives’? Shit Grace, if he would’ve said that, you would’ve fallen on the floor laughing. Seriously, give the guy a break.

Ethan frowned and pulled me into a hug. “I wish I knew what was going on in that pretty head of yours.”

I shrugged. “Picture a dysfunctional family reunion and you’ll pretty much have it pegged.”

Ethan laughed and squeezed me. He kissed the top of my head before releasing me again. “When do you usually write?”

“Uh, well, I don’t have a routine, exactly. Just whenever I feel like it. If I try to force it or create a schedule around it, I’ll just end up with crap.”

“Have I kept you from writing this weekend?”

“No, uh-uh. But if you don’t have anything planned for tonight, I might like some time at the keyboard.”

“Can you write here?”

“Yeah. I have a laptop.”

“Do you need anything else?”

“Can I watch T.V.?”

“Yeah. I usually listen to my iPod with earbuds in, so it makes no difference to me.”

“Nothing. Just that…that was easy. I thought I was going to have to choose between having you with me and you getting some writing done. I didn’t want to be responsible for keeping your fans waiting.”

“So, you would’ve chosen to keep me with you?”

Ethan squinted as if he were weighing the decision in his mind. “Yeah, I would have. Today, anyway. I’m a selfish bastard that way.”

“It’s just as well, because there is no way I could sit alone at my house and write knowing you were here alone. I’d just sit and pine for you.”

Ethan grinned. “You would?”

I could feel my cheeks heating up slightly. I wondered if I confessed too much too soon. I nodded and swallowed.

“Me, too.”

Those two words brought me more comfort than a pint of Rocky Road ice cream.

Ethan followed me to my house. I parked in the garage while he left his car in the driveway. He met me in the garage and was noticeably quiet as I gathered my purse and other assorted items from my car. I finally realized why. He was staring at the car occupying the other space in the garage.

“It was Robert’s. I haven’t gotten around to selling it.”

Ethan’s head nodded slightly but his concerned expression didn’t change. There was nothing I could do about it in that moment. My mind began spewing silent rationalizations as if I were preparing my arguments for him. But he never asked me for them. He didn’t say another word about it.

I’m not sure if it was Robert’s car or something else entirely, but the mood between us changed. The best word to describe it was pensive. Ethan followed me into the bedroom and watched while I hurriedly gathered clothes for the following day.

“What should I wear to the meeting?”

Ethan’s eyes scanned my bedroom as he answered my question. “Street clothes. We’ve got a back room reserved at a restaurant.”

My own gaze followed Ethan’s in an effort to figure out what was going through his mind. He was acting so strange. Finally, I just had to ask. “What’s wrong, Ethan?”

He gave me a weak, reassuring smile and shook his head. “Nothing to worry about, baby.”

“You’ve been acting strange since we got here.”

“I didn’t expect there to be so much of your late husband still here.”

I frowned and glanced around the room. He was right. I hadn’t changed a thing. His shoes were still peeking out from under the bed, his old ball cap hanging from the edge of the headboard, our wedding picture on the dresser. They were things I didn’t see any longer. Just part of the backdrop that’d been there so long I ignored it.

Why didn’t I remove those things right away?

I knew the answer had something to do with the fact that I slipped so far into depression at first, I couldn’t do it. But there was so excuse for why they were still there.

I realized right away that it must look like I wasn’t ready to move on. But that wasn’t true. I was ready. I could thank Ethan for that.

“I guess those things have been there so long I don’t see them anymore.”

“You see them every day. You may not consciously want to think about them, but your subconscious is aware of them.”

“I’m sure you’re right. I honestly didn’t realize they were there until you pointed them out. But now that you have, I’ll get rid of it all. I need to put that whole thing behind me.”

“It’s not a thing. He was your husband. These are his personal belongings. Regardless of what you discovered after his death, you spent a significant part of your life with him. Good times.”

My eyes started to tear up. “Not so much, as I recall. I pretended to be happy a lot. You know I never once walked through this house without clothes on? Never felt comfortable enough in my own home.”

“You were walking around my house naked early this morning.”

“I know. I liked it.”

I silently considered his question for a few moments. “It was very liberating.”

“Take off your clothes.”

Every nerve ending in my body woke up and began to hum. His matter-of-fact delivery. As if it were perfectly natural for him to ask this of me. It was totally presumptuous. And completely disturbing how much it aroused me.

I lifted my chin and took a deep breath. I started to pivot away from Ethan to undress, but he stopped me.

“Don’t turn away. Keep your eyes on me.”

I nodded and pivoted toward him. His tee shirt that I was wearing came off in one movement, leaving me completely nude from the waist up. Ethan’s gaze strayed from my eyes to my chest briefly. I unfastened and unzipped my shorts and then hooked my thumbs in the waistband to shimmy them over my hips. I let them drop to the floor and then stepped out of my shoes and clothes in one movement.

In a matter of seconds I’d gone from completely dressed to completely nude.

Ethan maintained his position, locking me into a stare. It was oddly comforting. My mind vaguely registered that I had nothing on, but I didn’t seem to care.

“I’m thirsty, Grace. Can you fetch me a glass of ice water?”

I walked through the bedroom doorway. Ethan moved behind me and then stopped. I knew he was watching me. I pictured what I looked like from where he stood and remembered how many times he’d complimented my ass. I wondered if it was as torturous for him to watch me walk around naked as it would be for me to watch him do it.

Turning back toward him with the glass of ice water in my hands, I immediately noticed the bulge in his shorts. His green eyes were dark with lust. He was no longer looking me in the eye. Instead, his gaze swept up and down my body as he licked his lips. He looked positively ravenous for me. I’d never felt so desired in all my life.

My trembling hand offered him the glass of ice water. He accepted it and took a few casual drinks as he continued to rake over me with those deadly green eyes of his.

“Are you uncomfortable right now?”

I swallowed and nodded. “In a different way.”

“Tell me, Grace.”

“The way you’re looking at me right now makes me…” horny. There was more to it than that, but how was I going to explain that I’d never felt as wanted as he made me feel? I’d never felt beautiful before. “…It makes me feel good about myself.”

Ethan’s expression softened. He reached up with his free hand and cupped my face, stroking my cheek with his thumb. In a voice barely louder than a whisper, he spoke. “Thank you for being honest.”

I nodded.

“I want you to go lay down on your bed, face up. Spread your legs as wide as you can get them and interlock your fingers behind your neck.”

His command had been delivered with an eerily even tone. The calmness of it was more menacing than if he’d shouted it to me. Gooseflesh flooded my entire body at once and I felt the muscles between my thighs start to contract. I knew it would be only a matter of seconds before the wetness would seep through my folds.

I nodded and bit my lip, and then attempted to summon the muscles in my legs to obey his commands. I had to focus very hard to walk the four or five steps on the rattling bamboo sticks that were once my legs.

Once in place, relief washed over me. I was safely in position and ready to accept what he doled out. The fact that everything he’d done to me, even delivering pain, had always led to my pleasure, made me trust him. I was beginning to understand that he meant me no harm.

It seems like a simple thing. It was something I took for granted with Robert. I trusted that he would never consciously do anything to harm me. But he did. And not just once. Many times. He violated my trust in him. And he was so underhanded about it.

I didn’t know if I could ever trust any man fully again. And I couldn’t say for certain that Ethan would never hurt me. But the ways in which he talked about hurting me were so much more tolerable than Robert’s way. At least Ethan was honest about it. And that was something Robert never was.

Ethan studied my face for a moment and I knew that he was wondering what I was thinking. I need to remember to tell him. Some other time. Not now. I didn’t want to ruin the buzz of arousal that had swept over me. It wasn’t the time to take a timeout and talk. I smiled and widened my stance to clear my mind and wipe that perplexed look off his face. It worked.

Ethan’s gaze moved down my body. His fingertips lightly grazed my inner thigh, just above my knee as he drank in the sight of me.

“You’re fucking gorgeous, Grace.”

I fought the urge to turn my face away from him. I knew he wouldn’t like it. He wanted me to accept what he was saying.

“When I see you like this, pushing yourself to please me, it fucking drives me wild.”

I gasped and my elbows waved as my hands struggled to stay in place. I wanted to pull him down on top of me so badly.

“Keep your hands in place. I know you want to touch me, but that’s not what I want right now. I’m going to lick your pussy, Grace. I’ve been craving it since I woke up this morning.”

His fingers moved up my inner thigh and began gently stroking my outer labia. There was no attempt to penetrate me or seek out my clitoris. He was merely petting that area as if it were a cherished pet.

There was no pressure. He didn’t tell me that he expected me to come, or even that I had to enjoy it. He made no indication of removing his pants to release his straining erection. This wasn’t to prepare me for intercourse. It was merely something he wanted to do. Something he ‘craved’, by his own admission. And somehow that made me accept it.

I don’t know if it was knowing that he wasn’t doing it for me, but rather for himself. Or because he liked it so much. Or maybe his little lesson the day before really had helped and I was no longer worried about how I tasted. Whatever the reason, I didn’t have an ounce of hesitancy or doubt over it. I simply relaxed and waited.

Ethan crawled onto the bed and hovered over me on all fours. He kissed my cheek and then my mouth. He pulled away and swiped his tongue along my lips and into my mouth in a teasing manner. I tried to meet his lips with mine, but he’d pull away every time my head lifted from the pillow. I finally just relaxed my head and let him play, only extending my tongue when he gave me ample opportunity and was taunting me to do so.

I suppose it was his way of training me. It was really pathetic how well it worked, even after realizing that I was being manipulated. And utterly ridiculous how much it was turning me on. There was something about that kinky, controlling little bastard that I was finding hard to resist. He was just so playful at times.

He finally moved to my neck, sucking and biting me there until I was squirming beneath him, then down to my breasts. He spent quite some time drawing my nipples into peaks and then torturing them with the flick of his hardened tongue.

“How would you feel about having your nipples pierced?”

I gasped. “I don’t…know.” It had crossed my mind when I was in my early twenties, but I hadn’t revisited the idea since.

“I love them, and hoops would look fantastic on you.”

Ethan’s eyes locked on mine as his tongue trailed down my stomach to my navel. And then lower.

The first touch of his tongue to my slit was soft and gentle. Like his fingers, he gently caressed the outer area first with a laziness that suggested he intended to do it all day. First one side, then the other. Laving every inch with a flattened and soft tongue.

“You’re very aroused. So damned enticing. And you taste so perfect. I could live on this.”

A heated gush of wetness flowed through my folds. His gruff voice acted like some sort of aphrodisiac for me. He noticed the wetness and smiled before lapping it up.

Gradually he increased the pressure until his tongue was slithering between my labia and exploring deeper. He urged me to open wider for him, lifting and bending my knees until I was obscenely displayed before him like a Sunday buffet.

His eyes would roll back in his head as his tongue delved farther into my depths. He held nothing back, making the most lascivious noises; slurping and sucking, groaning and growling. I understood for the first time why they called it ‘eating pussy’. The way Ethan went about it, it was more like eating. Or devouring. He used his entire mouth on me, sinking his face so that he seemed to half disappear inside me.

It was utterly heavenly. From the lewd sounds, to the sight of his head rolling back and forth, to the unmistakable musky scent from my arousal. All of it. He was making me start to love it as much as he did.

His efforts moved up to the highest point of my slit where he circled the hooded area that protected my most sensitive spot. The tip of his tongue felt so hard and small as it snaked all around the area, brushing over my clit occasionally as if the contact was purely accidental. Then his lips clamped around my entire clitoral hood, sucking that sensitive nub inside and locking me in place.

I tensed as he seemed to hit just a perfect rhythm for me. All of my mental focus was on that sensation. He must’ve read my signals because he stayed in that spot, stroking and sucking with a relentless rhythm. And then he gradually increased the pressure. My pelvis began rocking against his face. I could feel the climax building. I wanted it so desperately now.

The start of it was so subtle at first. My hips stilled and all my muscles tensed. An exquisite tingling sensation that started from, I don’t know where, was now approaching Ethan’s mouth. Any reasoning I may have still possessed left me in those moments. I cared about nothing except the raw carnal need to finish.

My body twitched when the first of that lovely sensation reached the tip of my clit. Ethan gripped me tighter and a moment later a flood of intense stimulation burst through that tiny bundle of nerves. The gratification for me was instantaneous and consuming.

Ethan stilled his mouth but kept it in place for a few more moments. Then he shifted and I could only feel the slight movement of his tongue lapping the less sensitive area and then sliding inside me in these long, lovely strokes that felt amazing.

He replaced his tongue with his fingers and very slowly fucked me with them. It seemed to draw my climax out even more. I could feel subtle contractions deep inside, hardly perceptible, like butterflies. I felt certain that if he fucked me just then, I’d come again.

The butterflies stilled their wings after a few moments, though. Ethan let his fingers slide slowly out of me. I peered down at him and watched as he sucked his own fingers of my juices before crawling up my body to take my mouth.

The tangy flavor penetrated my tongue. My own musky scent assaulted my senses. It was the most delicious lewd cocktail, and him sharing it with me like that felt like the most intimate thing we’d done.

He pulled away from our kiss and settled on top of me, his jean-clad hips nestled between my open thighs. His cock felt huge.

“Thank you.”

My eyes opened wide. “I think I should be the one thanking you.”

Ethan shook his head. “I did that for me.”

I wasn’t sure how to process what he was saying. I’d always thought that gratification and ejaculation were one in the same for men. Ethan hadn’t come. In fact, he was evidently still very aroused. How could he be thanking me?

“I’m hungry. We still have that frozen lasagna in my freezer. Are you just about finished packing?”

I nodded and frowned. “What about you? Don’t you…?” I shrugged hoping he knew that I was referring to his hard-on and our obvious unfinished business.

“I’m fine. I don’t need to come every time I get hard in order to be satisfied. Hell, around you that would be the end of me since I’m hard almost every second I’m with you. Anyway, the sooner you understand that I can resist that temptation, the better.”

Ethan pushed himself up and off the bed. He leaned over and gripped my wrists to release my clasped hands.

“You were perfect, by the way. You held position like a champ.”

He pulled me onto my feet and into his arms for a deep kiss. His hand trailed down my back to cup my buttocks and pull my pelvis into his. I lifted my leg and wrapped it around the back of his thigh as I ground my hips into him.

Ethan smiled and broke our kiss. “I think I’m creating a slut. My perfect slut that is going to get her ass reddened if she doesn’t get moving. I’m hungry.”

He slapped my ass and pinched it hard enough to make me yelp as my leg dropped to the floor. A silly grin crept across my lips as I turned to get my things and get dressed. It didn’t even faze me that he called me a slut.

The Meeting

Sitting at my desk on Monday morning I realized that my outlook on just about everything had changed. I never would have guessed that getting laid would improve my attitude at work. What was even worse was that every one of my peers seemed to notice the change.

By lunchtime, my friend Robin, who no doubt went to the Gestapo school of interrogation, had managed to get more details out of me than I was comfortable with. She knew his name and generally where he lived, and somehow wangled out of me that I’d spent the weekend with him. She had the audacity to act as if she’d won the lottery after that.

Fortunately, I had enough sense to leave out the details. But not enough sense not to mention that he was picking me up for lunch. The lineup of faces along the windows was embarrassing. Made worse by Ethan’s bold reaction.

After waving and smiling to the crowd he pulled me into him for one of those deadly kisses of his just before he handed me into the car and shut my door. I couldn’t even look up at the windows as we drove off. Ethan thought it was hilarious.

The general consensus of the office gaggle was that he was a keeper. Any man who could carry themselves like that had enough confidence for ten men. Then there were all the usual comments about his looks. I thought I found him attractive because of his personality. Apparently, his attractiveness is evident through plate glass as well. His tight ass got quite a few comments. I was surprised, however, that no one mentioned the tattoos that were visible on his arms. I thought they would immediately point out how mismatched we looked.

I did feel somewhat giddy after having told someone about him. It made him real. The fact that they all thought he was the hunk of the year didn’t hurt, either. That afternoon I allowed my mind to ponder a topic I scarcely let myself imagine up until that point. A future with Ethan.

We had hardly gotten through discussing what had happened during the day when Ethan pulled up to the restaurant for the meeting. We’d been talking non-stop. I would have been perfectly content to sit in the car and continue talking. That wasn’t going to happen.

Ethan opened the door for me and right away I saw some familiar faces. John was the first to greet us, shaking Ethan’s hand and welcoming me to their meeting. A few others waved in our direction as we made our way to a pair of open seats. It just so happened that we were sitting next to the couple I’d noticed after my second reading. Ethan gave me a grin as he introduced me to them.

Their names were Roger and Dhani. They lived together. Roger worked for a local gas company while Dhani juggled an assortment of jobs from the house. At the moment, her most exciting prospect involved buying and selling knockoff designer handbags on eBay. She wore a collar, which clearly indicated some type of agreement, but I didn’t ask.

Ethan moved his hand around the nape of my neck and rested it there. It was obviously possessive, and I loved it. I’d worried that he would ignore me after we got there, but all of that was instantly washed away. He was attentive and happy. I almost allowed myself to believe that he was proud to be seen with me.

While one of the members was reporting on an event they’d held the month before, Ethan leaned in and whispered in my ear.

“I think I’m the most envied person in the room right now.”

My cheeks grew hot. I rolled my eyes and shook my head at him.

“You think there’s anything hotter than a brilliant woman with a rockin’ body who can write erotica?”

I tried to shrug off his comments. I pretended to be interested in what was being announced. The truth of the matter was, I hadn’t heard a word they’d said. Even if Ethan hadn’t been whispering his ridiculous compliments in my ear, my mind was still buzzing from the whole event. I couldn’t get over the fact that I was seated at a munch with this guy I was seeing who rocked my world. And he was a Dom. And he obviously wanted the entire community to know I was his. His. My feet might never touch the ground again.

That is, until the next thing he whispered.

“See that guy with the leather Harley vest and the blonde girl sitting next to him?”

I nodded.

“That’s Holly.”

A chill ran right up my spine and prickled my scalp. I’d noticed her when she walked in. I’m sure everyone did; She was almost impossible to ignore.

Her platinum blonde hair was the first thing you noticed. Long, straight, with a full set of blunt-cut bangs that almost reached her eyelids. She had these huge brown eyes that she made look even bigger with thick black eyeliner and purple eye shadow.

Her clothing choice was bold, with shorts that left a portion of her butt cheeks showing on both sides, and a leather vest with nothing on beneath it. She’d carried a helmet into the room with her, suggesting that she had come there with the man sitting next to her. Other than the thick leather collar she wore, there was no evidence they were together. He hardly looked in her direction, much less spoke to her. And when she did say something to him, he seemed to wince.

I tried to picture her with Ethan and my stomach lurched. I couldn’t wrap my mind around how someone could be with her for a year and then want me. We couldn’t be any more opposite if we worked at it. I was nothing like her. And that’s where my mind started to short circuit.

He stayed with her for a year. A YEAR. He had to have some kind of feelings for her to be with her for that long. But if that’s what he likes … I can never be like that. Never.

I felt the grip on my neck tighten and I glanced at Ethan. He looked concerned. I knew that I’d once again broadcasted my emotions on my face. I took a cleansing breath and relaxed my shoulders and I felt the grip ease up a bit. Then I willed myself to not look in her direction again for the remainder of the meeting.

Ethan and I shared an appetizer platter but I only picked, having lost my appetite to the only thing that could have possibly ruined my perfect day.

We settled into the car in the parking lot and right in front of us Holly and her boyfriend/Dom/old-enough-to-be-her-Daddy-lover were getting ready to climb onto his Harley. Rather than make a quick departure, Ethan held the keys and looked over at me.

“What are you thinking?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Lots of things I guess. It’s hard to picture you with her.”

Ethan snorted, “That’s because she didn’t look, act, or dress anything like that when she was with me. She looks like a cheap hooker.”

I busted out in laughter and then stifled it quickly. It seemed disrespectful to even think bad things about his ex, even if he said them first.

“Listen Grace, that whole thing is ancient history. And the only regret I have is that you have to see her from time to time. That’s all.”

I nodded as I watched her swing her leg over the seat of the bike and wiggle her little butt into position. “She’s just so different than I am.”

“Thank God for that.”

I shot him a look to see if he was being sarcastic. Ethan leaned over the center console and pulled my face to his for a kiss. I heard the signature glub-glub from the tail pipes as the Harley pulled out of the parking lot. Ethan kept my lips occupied until the sound was barely audible. When he sat back in his seat, John was standing at his window.

Ethan smiled as he shoved the keys in the ignition and lowered the window.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt.” John paused to snicker before continuing. “I’m having some people over to my uncle’s place to practice tomorrow night. Seven. You’re both welcome to come.” John leaned down to make sure I understood that I was invited. I had no clue what sort of practice he was referring to but I nodded to at least confirm that I understood.

“Thanks, John. I’ll let you know.”

“Alright. Good seeing you again, Kimber. Drive safe.”

“I will. See ya, John.”

I waved as Ethan pulled out of our parking space. “What kind of practice was he talking about?”

“Whip practice.”

“Yikes. No, thanks.”

Ethan chuckled. “We don’t practice on human targets. We go to his uncle’s place up near Denton. He owns like 50 acres up there. Plenty of room and no neighbors to complain about the noise. You want to go?”

I scrunched my nose and shook my head, “Not particularly.”

“Would it bother you if I went without you?”

“No. Is there some reason why it should?”

“Not at all. It’s usually just a couple of us guys refining our skills with a single tail. What are you going to do?”

“Laundry. Vacuuming. All the things I didn’t do this weekend because I was with you.”

“I see. Regrets?”

I shrugged my shoulders and rolled my eyes in a teasing manner.

“I can drop you off at home now if you want to get started on those chores.”

I frowned and made a pouty face. It wasn’t fair how he turned it all around on me so fast.

June 2017


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try this: part 1. when you're both about to kiss, move SLIGHTLY out of his aim, so your cheek brushes against his and he misses and kisses your chin or the corner of your mouth. he will probably feel a nervous excitement, and wonder if you're thinking he's clumsy (chances are that no matter how confident or shy your boy is, he'll be kicking himself for missing). part 2. tilt your head a little and run the tip of your nose across his cheek where your cheek just touched his. Then touch the tip of your nose to the left side of his nose, and softly brush your lips against his. this should all be happening relatively slowly, in a really passionate and somehow kinky way. At this point, who knows what he'll be thinking; it's a mixture of extreme excitement and relief that you still want to kiss him, and happiness that you just kissed him (even if it was just barely a kiss), and needless to say he's really turned on at this point and he can't wait for what you might do next. part 3. now don't move your head back, your eyes should be closed and your right hand should be on his lower back. your left hand should be resting lightly on his elbow or the top of his lower arm; he'll feel your touch and it will give him shivers (in a good way!) now, instead of slowly moving in, move in at a faster pace (but don't go too fast - you don't want to bonk heads or hurt him!) and press your lips against his. your upper lip should be between his upper and lower lips; if you don't get in this position right away, it's ok to adjust where your lips are :) Now, move your upper lip between his lips and begin to gently suck his bottom lip. From here, it should slowly.. or quickly, doesn't matter.. progress into him returning the kiss. this is a gentle, soft, sweet kiss, but your previous actions (part 1 and 2) will leave him still feeling extremely turned on. he should be sucking your upper lip. part 4. gently rub your tongue against the opening between his lips; if he accepts it, which theres a 99% chance he will, stick your tongue in his mouth and run the tip of it across the bottom of his top row of teeth.then begin to rub the tip of it against the sides of his tongue. Things will move on from here and if your guy has any good-kisser potential whatsoever he'll take some initiative and begin doing things with his tongue too. He'll think you're a great kisser, and this kiss is innocent but also naughty if you do it right. he'll want more!

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