Nikki and Johnny take their experimentation to the next level - with an unexpected audience.
Nikki stood at Johnny's front door, a door she'd blithely entered hundreds of times before without ever feeling this fizzy trepidation. It had been a week since Johnny had come up to her bedroom, since he'd timidly suggested his theory that her overly sensitive nipples gave her powers that other girls simply didn't have - that they made her almost a kind of teenage sexual superhero, quick to intense pleasure and orgasm, easy to satisfy where other girls struggled in frustration to feel anything but the mildest arousal from the inexpert fumblings and proddings of teenage boys.
Nikki had since agonised over this discovery. She had always thought of herself as a good girl, a wholesome, academic girl who looked down on those girls that the boys at school - and her parents –called sluts. She shuddered at the thought of taking on that identity, that heavy badge worn only by bad girls, girls who the boys made crude jokes about at school but still pursued at the weekends as an easy way to satisfy their horny cravings. But still, despite all of this, despite her desperate aversion to being thought of as a slut – those times with Johnny had made her feel alive in a way she never had before. When Johnny was playing with her nipples, when she had his cock in her hands or her mouth, when her pussy exploded in intense, bodyshaking orgasms without even being touched... she didn't want to admit it, even to herself, but she felt more like herself – her true self – at those times than she had in her whole life.
And here she was again, she couldn't help herself. She wanted more. When he'd asked her over that Saturday morning, she'd only pretended to think about it. She knew in some deep place that not only would she go, but that she had to. It was all she'd thought about all week at school, embarrassed by the dampness in her panties as she sat in class squeezing her thighs together, daydreaming about Johnny's hands on her body until she was sure that all the other kids and even the teacher must be able to see her dirty thoughts written all over her blushing face.
"Hey," said Johnny, opening the door.
"Hey," she said.
"My parents are out at the farmer's market," he said. "They'll be gone for a few hours. It's just you and me – well, and Scott, but he's asleep I think. He was out with some girl late last night."
"Oh, okay," Nikki said, cheeks reddening at the thought of several hours in which to do all the things she'd been dreaming about this past week.
They went up to Johnny's bedroom and sat awkwardly on his bed, both knowing what they were there for, but neither knowing quite how to start.
"So..." said Johnny, then tailed off, staring at his feet. He wasn't a natural at this, not like his brother was. He'd spoken to Scott about Nikki after that first time at the library, Scott grinning and slapping him on the back, to Johnny's pride – he'd always felt like the dorky younger brother, while Scott was the cool one, the charmer, the ladies' man. He hadn't meant to tell Scott all the details, but it had all come rushing out, and it was really thanks to him that Johnny had figured out the thing with Nikki's nipples. Scott had told him to try touching them again, to see if it had the same dramatic effect on Nikki – and sure enough, it had. When Johnny had reported back to Scott what had happened in her bedroom, Scott had whooped and high-fived him.
"Do you realise what this means?" Scott had said.
"No, what?" said Johnny.
"It means that you can do anything you want to this girl. That anyone can!"
"Wait... what do you mean?" said Johnny.
"Come on bro, don't be stupid!" Scott rolled his eyes. "You said yourself, it was like magic, you tweaked her little nips and she turned into like this desperate, raving slut!"
"I.. no, come on, I didn't say it like that," stammered Johnny, horrified to hear his best friend being spoken about in that way. But Scott was grinning, looking triumphant.
"I bet she'd let you fuck her," he said.
"What... Scott, for god's sake!" protested Johnny.
"Come on idiot," said Scott. "I bet she'd do anything, as long as you kept tweaking 'em. You could finally get your little dick wet, and she'd love it too, I bet she'd be begging for it, she'd cream all over it!"
"That's my best friend, you douche!" said Johnny hotly.
Scott just laughed. "If you don't, little bro, I just might!"
Johnny froze. "What do you mean?" he said.
"Oh, just what I said. I've got the secret formula now, bud. Like I said, you just have to know how to rev her up, and she's anyone's." he smirked.
"Leave her alone, you dick!" yelled Johnny.
"Oh chill out, little dude," said Scott, softly punching him in the arm. "I'm just yanking your chain. She's a little young for my tastes, and you know I've already got more pussy than I know what to do with."
This was true, and Johnny knew it. He'd relaxed. But the idea had stayed with him. That Nikki might actually have sex with him. It was more than he'd even dared to dream. He would never even have tried it, have thought to try it, until Scott put the idea in his head. Now it was all he could think about, best friend or not. Trouble was, now he was sitting here, with Nikki right in front of him, he just didn't know if he could go ahead with it. What was he supposed to do, just reach out and grab her tit? He knew he never could, or would. He wasn't Scott. He had no moves. So he sat there, frozen in awkwardness.
And then she was sitting in front of him. She'd scooched up the bed while he was consumed with panic. She smiled at him, and leaned in. Her soft lips touched his, and he unfroze. As their lips parted and pressed against each other, as he tasted the toothpaste on her tongue with the toothpaste on his, he lifted his hand and gently touched her cheek, her neck, her shoulder. He ran his palm over her t-shirt sleeve and down her bare arm, feeling the goosebumps that were forming. Her arm snaked around his waist and started exploring his back, first over, then under his t-shirt. Her touch on his bare skin made him shiver. His dick began to stiffen in his shorts. He began stroking his hand around her flat belly, over her shirt, circling the fingers down to the top of her jean shorts and then up to the base of her bra. Her tongue was hot in his mouth, he could smell her apple shampoo as his other hand ran through her hair. Her hand dipped down to his ass, rubbing and squeezing, giving him the courage to inch his fingers up towards her chest.
He brushed a single finger over the cup of her bra, causing her to jerk and exclaim a wide eyed "Oh!" into his mouth. He drew back and looked at her, giving her a dopey smile. She smiled back, and bashfully lifted the bottom of her shirt. This small move broke through all his awkwardness and insecurity, and imbued him with the confidence he needed to grab her shirt and peel it over her head. He then shrugged out of his own shirt, so they were both sitting there in shorts and bare top halves – or almost bare, in her case, as she still wore a powder pink bra, her nipples erect and visible on her small breasts, pushing out the fabric. He reached out with both hands and palmed her breasts. She threw her head back and moaned, as he moved his palms in circular motions over the cups, teasing the nipples that lay underneath, making her crave more, crave the feeling of his fingers on her bare nipples.
He peeled back the cups of the bra, revealing her two thick, stiff nipples, jutting out from her modest globes like fat pencil erasers. The feeling of the air on her exposed teats made Nikki shudder. Time slowed down as Johnny leant in towards her chest, bringing his smooth young face level with her left breast, pausing an inch away as the anticipation built, making it almost unbearable for her. Then he snaked out his tongue, and gave the nipple a firm lap, coating it with saliva.
"Oh god!" she moaned. She reached behind her and unclipped the bra, which fell away, leaving her gloriously topless in front of him, one nipple wet and gleaming, even more erect than the other.
Johnny pushed her back on the bed so she lay with her light brown hair spread out on the pillow, as she lifted her hands to his face, pulling him down to her chest. He took one hard nub between his finger and thumb and tweaked it, as he took the other between his mouth and began to gently suck and tongue it. She began to writhe on the bed, legs open and ass raised, pushing up into Johnny's crotch as he pushed down into her, grinding his hardness into her. She grabbed his backside, squeezing and kneading as she humped back up at him, desperately trying to rub her clit against his hard dick. He didn't let up the assault on her nipples, going from one to the other, sucking, pinching and pulling like a madman, feasting on them, bringing her to heights of arousal she had never befor experienced.
She let go of his ass and began reaching between their bodies, trying to unbutton and unzip her shorts, a task she struggled to accomplish with Johnny's frantically humping crotch squashing her hand. The feel of his hardness on her hand caused a shock of horniness to course through her, and she began rubbing her hand over it, causing Johnny to moan into her tits.
"Oh please Johnny, take my shorts off, I want you to touch it" she begged.
Johnny unlatched his lips from her nipple, making her feel suddenly lost and bereft. He lifted himself up and sat back on his knees, her open legs either side of him. He popped open the button of her jean shorts and pulled down the zip, revealing her white panties. A thrill went through him, and he hurriedly started pulling the shorts down. Nikki lifted her ass from the bed and pulled in her legs so he could pull the shorts down, over her slim legs and off over her socked feet.
"Panties too," she said, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
He gulped and hooked his fingers into the elastic at both sides of the panties. He began to peel them down, slowly, revealing the sparse few light brown hairs glinting on her mound, then her puffy glistening slit. The panties, soaked at the crotch, caught on the wetness and he gave them a tug. They peeled away, and he quickly pulled them down over her legs, balled them up and threw them across the room. The scent of her arousal filled the air, musky and intoxicating. She lowered her legs and unashamedly settled them wide, either side of him, so that her slit opened and revealed the little pink pearl at the centre and below that, her damp little hole. Johnny could hardly breathe, he had never seen anything so beautiful or so enticing. He reached out a finger and lightly brushed her clit. She arched her back and sighed. He repeated the motion, but this time with his other hand he grasped one still-damp nipple. She cried out with a volume that shocked them both.
It also shocked Scott awake. He had been fast asleep in his bedroom down the hall, comatose from a late night. He had gone to bed frustrated and miserable after a rare unsuccessful date, with a stuck-up girl who'd led him on all night, only to turn him down and leave him with blue balls despite his best, most charming efforts. She'd let him kiss her but no more, he hadn't even been able to feel her tits. She kept batting his hands away whenever they'd roamed over her chest or between her legs. In the end he'd driven her home in furious silence; he was not used to not getting his way when it came to girls. He'd been too angry to even jerk off when he got home. So when he awoke to the sounds of a girl crying out in pleasure, he thought he'd been having a wet dream. His dick was certainly hard enough. But even when his bedroom swam into view and he knew he was fully awake, he could still hear muffled moans. Was Johnny watching porn, the little pervert? But the noise had been so loud, seemed so close. And those moans didn't sound like the fake, bored ones you usually hear from porn stars. Scott decided to get up and investigate.
He pushed back his covers and swung his legs onto the floor. He was wearing only tight boxer briefs, tented in the front with the sleep hard-on which had not yet subsided. He stood up and walked softly on the carpeted floor over to his bedroom door. He eased down the handle and tiptoed across to Johnny's bedroom. Out here, the moans were louder. And was that Johnny's voice he heard too? He reached Johnny's door and put his ear to it.
"Oh yes Johnny, put another finger in me, oh god, yes that's it."
Scott pulled his ear back as if burned. Did Johnny have a girl in there? Then it hit him. Nikki! That little slut! Johnny had finally decided to slip it to her. Good on the little shit. Scott put his ear back to the door, heard more moaning from both Johnny and Nikki. It was making his dick as hard as a diamond. He had to see more. Oh god, he had to see that little slut naked! Naked and with his little brother's fingers in her slimy twat!
He gently pushed down on the door handle, holding his breath, insane with the need to see this nude young girl, a girl he'd known his whole life but had until very recently only known as his brother's quiet, boring little friend. He began to push the door, very slowly, until a crack appeared, allowing him to see into the room. The head of his brother's bed was set against the far wall, in the corner. From where he was standing, he could see that little slut, naked! Lying on her back, eyes closed, legs wide open, with Johnny on his knees, hunched over her, her fat little nipple stuffed in his mouth, sucking like his life depended on it, as his fingers pistoned into her sweet little pussy. She was humping her hips up at him and jerking his little pecker with one hand and grabbing his bare ass with the other. She was babbling and moaning, and he could smell her sweet pussy juice.
Scott reached down and freed his long, hard pole from his underwear. It was oozing precum, and he smeared this over his big mushroom head and started to jerk it. That little slut! He was right about her, she'd do anything with anyone. If only it was him in that room! He wouldn't fumble around like Johnny was doing. He'd really give her something to moan about. He'd shove his thick pipe right up in that sweet, wet, virgin little cunt and give her the reaming of a lifetime!
It was as if Nikki has been listening in on his crude thoughts, because the next thing he knew, she was saying:
"Oh Johnny, put it in me. Put your cock in my pussy, oh I need it, please give it to me, I need your cock!"
She began pulling his dick down, so that the head nestled up against her entrance.
"Nikki, are you sure?" gulped Johnny, as Scott rolled his eyes from across the room. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Johnny," she replied simply. "I want you to fuck me."
Scott's eyes were bugging out of his head as he watched Johnny's round, smooth ass cheeks clench as he began to push forwards. One of his hands supported him on the bed as the other continued automatically to twist and pull Nikki's nipple. He felt her velvety pussy lips slide around his cock head, tight and wet, aided by Nikki who was pushing back up at him, a sheen of sweat on her face. He felt the head pop in and Nikki keened. She grabbed his buttocks in both hands and gave a sudden sharp pull, and his dick plunged into her pussy, bottoming out as he froze in shock. She winced and he began to pull out, but she held him there, firmly gripping his ass.
"Suck them," she whispered. "My tits. Suck them!"
Johnny did as he was told. He held his dick motionless inside her as he began to suckle on her nipples, twirling his tongue around, pinching and pulling the other nipple, then swapping over, sucking the other nipple, twisting the one that was wet with his hot saliva.
"Oh god," she moaned. "Oh god oh god oh god oh fuck!"
He sucked and mauled her nipples like a boy possessed, feeling her pussy clench and throb around his dick, feeling new wetness gather and leak out around the base of his dick.
He pulled his rock hard cock back, feeling her tight pussy cling to him, reluctant to release him. Then he pushed it back in. She cried out, grinding her hips up to meet his. He started a rhythm, pulling his dick out, pushing it in, circling his hips. It all came so naturally to him, he felt as though he had been fucking all his life. Her slight, naked body writhed under him as her cunt opened up to him, as he took her virginity, as she took his. As Scott stood in the doorway, door pushed open now, not even caring if they saw him, so caught up in the moment, fisting his swollen cock.
"You're fucking me, you're fucking me, you're sucking my tits and fucking me," intoned Nikki. She didn't question it any more, she knew that this was it, this was what she was made for, to be sucked and fucked and used for a boy's pleasure, and to get the same pleasure for herself, to feel full of dick, cunt on fire, clit on fire, nipples on fire, every nerve ending in her body on fire, fully in the moment, fully a slut. She felt her orgasm building, rode the wave until suddenly it crashed, crashed, and she cried out with the purest bright white pleasure she'd every felt, her pussy clamping and convulsing around Johnny's hard thrusting cock as she gave herself fully to this boy and cried, "Cum! Cum in me, Johnny!"
Johnny had been trying to hold back his orgasm for some time with gritted teeth, and hearing this plea, he finally let go, finally let his roiling balls release their huge, pent-up load, which blasted forth and painted the walls of Nikki's clasping little fuck slot as she wrapped her legs around his ass, moaning oh yes, oh yes, as he moaned oh yes, oh yes, as they both closed their eyes and came and came and came.
Scott came too, standing in the doorway. He'd taken off his underwear and he only at the last moment thought to bundle them up and use them to catch the multiple ropes that he shot from his hard, throbbing stalk. He stood there panting, sweat rolling down his face and bare, muscular chest. On the bed, the two teenagers lay in a sweaty pile of entwined limbs, clutching each other tightly, completely spent. Scott came out of his trance and managed to pull shut the door and silently close it again before stumbling back to his room as quietly as he could manage.
One thing was for sure, he thought. He had to fuck that hot little slut.
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