My mind rattled by her boldness and overwhelmed with the desire for what this could possibly lead to, my hand moved down without me thinking about it, as she spread her legs as much as her sitting position allowed. The entire way down she pressed it into her body with both of her own hands, silently encouraging me. I didn’t go underneath her swimsuit, yet, as I seriously didn’t want to risk overstepping. Not in front of Logan, who was undoubtedly engaged in his own fun with at least Ava, if not Joan as well, at the time. Golden Boy wouldn’t be pushed away, since I already knew how close he and Ava really were. If I was rejected in front of an audience, none of them would ever let me live that down. If I was to have any chance with this girl, I had to remember every single lesson I received from Tess, and make this as enjoyable for Jenny as possible while I still could.
I gently massaged the skin just above where I surmised her clitoris to be in a circular motion. Slowly increasing the pressure as her breathing increased in intensity. Then I pushed my hand further down, splitting my fingers, so two of them would scrape over each of her outer lips, and worked those for a while. Finally, I moved my hand up enough so my index and middle finger could directly massage her clit. She was now grabbing onto my arm with desperation, pressing her small breasts into my upper arm and her face into my shoulder, trying to stifle the cute mouselike squeaking noises escaping her. Suddenly, her entire body tensed up, her legs clamped shut, and her fingernails dug painfully into the skin of my arm. She stayed like this, not breathing, for maybe ten seconds, before finally relaxing and melting into me.
Going by her breathing, she was taking a nap. At that moment, I was damn glad I opted for the cargo shorts. Otherwise I would be pitching an obscene tent right in front of everyone. I looked around and realized with horror that we were being watched by Joan. She knew exactly what I had just done to her little sister, and in the darkness of the room, I could see a sinister looking smile on her face. I thought I was done for, as I realized this must have been their plan all along. After Logan had watched in glee as I was beaten, I wouldn’t put it past them to accuse me of taking advantage of a drunk, innocent girl. And I was even the one providing the alcohol!
Just as my anxiety was reaching dangerous levels, however, the TV illuminated the room more effectively, and I realized that Joan’s smile was anything but sinister. It was actually a quite warm smile she was displaying. She seemed to be happy for her little sister.
I lightly shook my head, trying to get my assumptions under control and push my expectations for being played out of my thoughts. Jenny stayed asleep until the movie was over, and I gently nudged her awake. She looked around, then at me, her eyes focused, and then she blushed with a coy smile on her lips. Again, I could just cuddle the girl to death.
My erection was gone by then, and while the others had spent the entire afternoon after school relaxing in the hot tub, I was at work. That, combined with the effect of the two glasses I had during the movie, started to have an effect on me, so I excused myself to make my way to my room and get some shut eye myself.
I had just stepped out of my shorts after a trip to the bathroom, when I heard a soft knock at my door. When I opened it, Jenny was standing there in an oversized shirt and panties. Without saying a word, she placed her hands on the back of my neck, went on her toes, and pulled me down for a passionate kiss while pushing me backwards into my room. Then she turned around and closed the door.
“Can we ... continue?” she asked meekly.
I just wrapped her into my arms and kissed her again. That was when things started to get less enjoyable. But not yet in the way I had feared for most part of the evening.
As we kissed, I opened my mouth and let my tongue glide along her lips, coercing her to open her mouth. She soon did, but as I tried to massage her tongue with my own, I realized her tongue was wildly thrashing around inside her mouth. What the hell was she trying to do? Swat flies? Don’t try to tell me she never kissed a boy, she just had me finger her to an orgasm in the middle of a packed room, not even five feet away from her own sister. There was no way this girl was innocent.
