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I reached down and gave my cock a couple of tugs just to break the awkward silence that was building up. 'Ok, who is first to touch it?' I knew this was make or break time, they were either going to run a mile or I was going to have some serious fun.
I reached out and took hold of Christine's arm by the wrist, I pulled her open hand forward until the palm was resting on the top of my cock, her hand closed around the shaft by instinct and I let go of her wrist. She looked down at her hand and then at Stephanie, I felt her squeeze slightly, feeling the hardness, and then she went to let go, but I stopped her by closing my hand around hers and started to wank myself using her hand.
'That is how you get men hard if they are not already' I said looking at them both but making eye contact with Stephanie. 'You're go next Steph'
'I hope you have both learnt a lot from this' I took Stephanie's hand and pulled it away, it was becoming difficult to control myself, and if plans were going as I hoped I did not want to come now and scare them away.
'I can show you loads more, but it will involve both of you taking your clothes off and putting you're trust in me' I was sure that reality would hit them both and they would see what I was hinting at, but at this stage anything was going to be a bonus, so why not try.
They looked at each other and Christine nodded to Stephanie, who smiled and nodded back. Time was not on my side, so I asked them who was going to be first. Christine got a bit of her courage back and said she would be.
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I took her hand and led her over to Stephanie's bed, I told Stephanie to grab a seat and to ask if anything worried her, then I sat on the bed and pulled Christine down so she sat next to me. I brushed her hair back and told her that what happened next was up to her and that I would keep going until she said stop, of course whether I stopped was another matter.
I unbuttoned the front of her top and pulled it over her head, a pair of small round breasts sat in a training bra, this I unhooked and released the breast's, all this time Christine was breathing heavily and shaking a little with nerves, I cupped a breast and ran my index finger around the nipple, this gave the expected reaction and the nipple hardened, and Christine's eyes opened wide. I said nothing, but as I pushed her she understood and lay back across the width of the bed, with her legs still hanging over the side. I bent down and took her trainers and socks off, removing my own socks as well, I realised that no one can act sensual while still wearing Simpson's socks. I sat up again and placed my hands on her belt buckle, undoing this, and then the button on the top of her jeans, I pulled the fly zip down and parted the two sides of the flaps. This exposed the top of a small pair of black knickers, more practical than erotic, but enough for me to want to come there and then.
I slid my hand under her bottom and pulled the jeans down to her knees, bunching them up to give me a full view of her crutch and thighs. I put my hands on either thigh and squeezed them gently while pulling them apart slightly. Then I pulled the bottom of the legs of her jeans taking them off completely. All she had on now were her knickers and I wanted to make this last as long as I could, so I started at her forehead, and kissed my way down, inch by inch, to her navel. Now I hooked a finger into each side of her knickers and pulled the front down, exposing a triangle of hair. 'Lift your bum up' I said, and as she did the knickers came down first to her knees at the edge of the bed, then down to her ankles and finally onto the ground. I straightened up and put a hand on each kneecap, I started to pull her legs apart, but they resisted any gentle force. 'I know you are scared, but you have done so well so far, it would be a shame for it to end now without going any further, if you can relax, please try too' I spoke with as much sincerity as I knew, but was unsure how to progress without sounding pushy.
Slowly her legs parted under their own control, my hands only taking over to spread her as wide as I felt she could go. This exposed a vagina that had never been seen or touched like this before, my hand moved towards her opening, middle finger extending out. As I touched the outer lips of her vagina with my finger, she tensed up and let out a gasp, I stroked her belly as reassurance and slowly worked my finger into the inner part of her body, the mussels tensed and relaxed continuously allowing my fingers slow but steady progress into her. She was very dry, so I withdrew my finger and put it into my mouth to moisten it, I could already taste the musk of a truly innocent pussy, when I reinserted my finger it went in much easier and her own juices were beginning to run. I started to move my finger in and out of her, watching her face as it moved between pleasure and pain. After a minute her body was reacting well and her vagina was well lubricated and beginning to swell, I used my other hand to pull back the hood of her clitoris and started to work it with a finger. She went into overdrive with this; pushing down on my fingers, allow me deep into her, arching her back slightly. I wanted to say something, but it really wasn't necessary.
Now I lent forward and, holding her vagina's lips apart with two fingers, pushed my tongue into her, tasting fully the juices and sweat that were building up, she gasped loudly breaking the silence that had been going on for so long, I licked at her clitoris and down her thighs, spreading juice everywhere, then a combo of tongue and fingers, and she bucked in a way that I knew was the start of an orgasm, carrying on, building up the speed, I felt her come in several waves, and then she lay still, red hues over her chest, legs still trembling, face an expression that showed she was a long way away, but somewhere very happy.
I sat up and subtly looked at my watch, all this had only taken 15 minutes, and for the first time since starting this I remembered Stephanie was sitting just feet away, watching everything, looking like she had seen a ghost.
'I can carry on with Christine, or do the same for you' I looked into Stephanie's eyes; they were wide but not scared, more interested. 'Ok, but please be as gentle, I don't want you to rush through this' she knew what she wanted and as I pulled Christine up into a seated position, Stephanie was already sitting next to her kicking her shoes and socks off.
Christine just looked at me and smiled, 'That was amazing, can we do it again, please' Now the situation was getting difficult for reasons I could not have guessed, they both wanted this and neither were worried about the others feelings.