Brenda Kisses Me

by Robyn

[Earlier parts of this story are "Brenda Shows Me" and "In Brenda's Room Again". You might enjoy this part more if you've read those.]

The next Tuesday was rainy. I couldn't go out in the back yard, and I couldn't think of a good excuse to call Brenda -- something I'd never done, and which would surely make my mom suspicious. So I just had to put up with my frustration. Of course, I couldn't get her out of my mind, and my pussy wanted my attention all afternoon. I usually played with my nipples when I went to bed, but this time, when I was finally undressed and sure that nobody was going to interrupt me, my fingers went straight to parting my lips, circling my clit, and invading my already lubricated opening.

The following Tuesday, I was happy to see that the weather was fine, and sure enough, Brenda appeared at her back door soon after I had come out of the house. She came over and talked with me for a little while. She told me she'd missed me last week, and said that when she realized that we wouldn't be able to get together, she'd been unable to resist spending the time touching herself. She said she had imagined how I'd looked our first time, with my legs spread out on her bed, with my fingers in my pussy, and she'd had a terrific orgasm. She said she could hardly keep her hands off me now and that we should go to her house.

As we went, she asked me if I were ready to do what grown up women do with each other. I didn't know what she meant, but of course I said I was ready. She said she would make me feel really good, but if I liked what she did, I should promise I would do the same for her. This made me nervous; I couldn't think of why I wouldn't make her feel good too, But I made the promise she wanted.

When we got to her room, she didn't waste any time. She put her arms around me, pulled me in, and kissed me hard and long. She had her mouth closed at first, but then ran her tongue over my lips. I kissed her back with my tongue, and then she started to pull my shirt out of my pants, and she put her arms under it and started to feel me up. I wasn't so forward, but I did put a hand on one of her tits, outside her shirt, and she seemed to like that.

She broke our kiss and stepped away and began to undress. I followed suit, and soon we were naked, and looking over each other's bare bodies. She led the way to her bed, motioned me to lie down, and then lay beside me. She kissed me again, and played her hands over my still very small tits, while I cupped her larger breast and ran my thumb over her nipple.

After a while, Brenda put her head down near my chest and began to tongue my little nipples. As she did this, she slid her hand down on my tummy, and then past it, until she had her fingers on my clit and in my pussy. I hadn't realized I was so wet, but when she started rubbing me, I realized I was sopping, and her fingers slid easily over my folds. I was breathing heavily, and thinking that nothing could be better than this.

But then Brenda stopped kissing my nipples. I wondered why she was stopping, but then I realized she was still fingering my pussy, and still kissing me, although now it was on my tummy. Then she wiggled her tongue in my navel, which was a little ticklish and made me giggle -- not a very arousing feeling. But she didn't do that for long. She went past it, and kissed me just about where my pubic hair started.

At that point I got the idea that if she continued in thedirection she was going, she would be kissing my pussy. And then, I realized that that was exactly what she must have meant when she talked about what grown up women do together. I could hardly believe it, it seemed somehow not right, but somehow I knew that that was what she was going to do.

Sure enough, at that moment, she got up and moved down on the bed, pulling my legs farther apart and getting herself right in between them. She kissed me on the inside of my thighs, first one and then the other, saying "Oh, I love these" and "You're so smooth". She was getting closer to my pussy all the time, and soon she spread my lips apart with her fingers and kissed them. At first it was just a dry little peck, but then she put her tongue out and licked me all over down there, up and down, on my clit and in my juicy cleft.

I still had moments whereI couldn't believe this girl I'd been thinking of while masturbating for the last three weeks had her head right there between my thighs. I worried some that she'd quit because she didn't like the way I smelled. But mostly, I was overwhelmed with pleasure. I wanted to move around, but worried that I would break this wonderful contact, so I made myself just squirm a little. Brenda, however, put her arms under my legs and grabbed onto me, and soon we had a rhythm going and I could move more without losing her.

It didn't take long after that. I was so worked up I could feel my pussy getting a sort of tight feeling, and then my climax came on and I was panting and moaning uncontrollably. I almost cried from the pleasure of it. I really could not stop bucking up against Brenda's mouth, but she stayed with me as my body jerked around in ecstasy. I kept coming and coming for longer that I had ever imagined I could, and when I started to subside I had the most satisfying feeling of fulfilment I had ever known.

Brenda was still in full contact with me when her pressure started to feel a little too much, and I gently pulled away. She got up from between my legs and lay beside me. She kissed me just like she had when we first got to her room. Of course, she tasted funny, and I realized that that was because of where her mouth had just been. That put me off a little at first, but I decided that she, or rather I, didn't taste bad, just a little strange.

After a while, Brenda took my hand and placed it on her pussy. I knew it was time to give her pleasure. I moved my lips down to her neck, and then I had to squinch down along the bed to kiss her breasts. I remembered what she had done, and I spent quite a long time licking her nipples, and taking them between my lips and tuggung on them. Then I got up on my knees and moved between her legs, just as she had done.

It was then that I realized why she had made me promise to do what she did, if I liked it. Because, while I did have a little hair on my pussy, and was getting more all the time, Brenda had a fully grown thicket covering her pubes. I realized that to kiss her as she had kissed me, I would have to get my face right down there in her curly bush. I didn't think I was going to like that, and I hesitated. But I knew that it would be the end of our playing together if I didn't go ahead. I did, however, put my fingers there first, to spread her hair aside so I could find her pussy lips, and see exactly where her folds met at her clt.

She did smell a little pungent; I think it's hard not to when you're hairy. But I pressed my nose right into her bush, and got my mouth on her folds, and felt for her clit with my tongue. I circled it and went back and forth over it. I put my arms under her like she had done with me, and I licked her slit down and up and back to her clit.

Brenda seemed to love what Iwas doing. She moaned and panted, and said "Yes, yes, oouugghh, yes, don't stop!" She answered my movements with squirming of her own. Soon she was bucking and jerking so hard that I found it hard to stay on her, but I knew she wanted the lovely friction not to be broken, so I pressed harder and harder into her. She cried out and flailed around, and babbled about how she had looked forward to cumming on my little pretty face.

At last, she seemed to calm down a bit, and then, suddenly she stopped altogether and just held my head firmly, so that I was as still as she was. I stayed there, buried in her pussy for what seemed a long time; then she relaxed, opened her legs and pulled me up to kiss her. She never said anything about how I tasted when she kissed me, but she didn't seem to mind it, because she held me close and kissed me with her open mouth until it was time to get dressed, and time for me to go home before Sarah and her mother got back.