I smiled at her attempt to initiate our first kiss, and how stereotypical ignorant the kiss stance she took was, but all the same, I leaned in and I kissed her.
Our lips met and I felt Khloe relax as our lips brought us closer together. She began to melt into me and relax. I leaned her back on the bed and continued to kiss her. She was a fast learner, learning quickly that her childish perception of kissing was wrong and learning that kisses could be soft and passionate. Her chest began to heave with excitement. I kissed her as softly but passionately as I could, and after a few moments of it, I began opening my mouth. Khloe followed my lead, and my tongue tentatively reached into Khloe’s mouth, meeting her tongue and tenderly engaging it.
We laid there, passionately kissing for several minutes.
When I felt she might be ready, I disengaged.
“May I remove your shirt?” I asked.
Khloe nodded excitedly.
I untucked and pulled her blouse up toward her head. Khloe lifted her back, then shoulders to allow her shirt to be removed, leaving her with just her white cotton bra and skirt.
“You… You can take my bra and skirt off too. I trust you.”
I kissed her, and gently lifted her and released the clasp behind her back on her bra. Her C-cup breasts came into sight. Her small nipples were erect and stood out from the flesh of her breasts, her areolas were about an inch around her nipples, making them some of the largest in the harem. She had a birthmark on her right breast, but it didn’t mar her beauty for me, it just increased her uniqueness.
Tempting as it was to jump in and suck on those tender breasts, it wasn’t our agreed upon course of action. So I kissed her again, then reached down and felt around the waistband of her skirt until I found the zipper on the side. I then began gently tugging on her skirt until she lifted her hips allowing me to remove her skirt.
Her hips were flawless, and her skin was begging to be touched. Her hips curved perfectly, guiding my eyes, and a potential touching hand, straight to her sex. Her hips also had the perfect curve to provide a good grip for hard fucking. Her fit form was appealing and even her belly button turned me on.
Or maybe I was just horny and dying to fuck this virgin.
Again, her small strip of pubic hair was visible and I made a note to ask her about this, as it seemed out of character. She seemed to completely avoid anything related to her body, but had neatly trimmed pubic hair. I wondered what the reason was, but I didn’t wonder for long.
Instead, I kissed her and began moving through the course of actions we had agreed on. My hand held her neck, as I began passionately kissing her again. Kissing like this while naked definitely had more of an effect on Khloe. I think while some of her clothing was still on, there was some idea that she might still call it off, but naked, she was definitely about to get fucked and she couldn’t deny it. I think that thought turned her on.
I caressed down her neck and over her collar. I was struggling to not just go straight for her breasts, because they were aching to be groped and I wanted to touch them badly. I moved to kissing her neck, which made Khloe squirm and press into me. Then my hand reached her breasts and I gently squeezed.
“Oh, that… that feels good.” Khloe moaned, “Mom said it was… oh lord….”
I brought my second hand up and started groping both tits. I had to be gentle, because her breasts weren’t used to stimulation and I could quickly overwhelm her and make it unpleasant. I knew that was a mistake that many young men made with girls new to sexual experiences. They went straight for pinching and twisting nipples, which more experienced women enjoyed, but a less experienced woman would find painful.
I kissed down her neck, across her collar, and down to her breast. I licked her right nipple, which elicited a moan from Khloe. I began licking and sucking gently on her breast. Khloe put a hand on the back of my head, pressing me down into her breast and arched her back, pressing her breast into my mouth. I kept licking and sucking.
The hand that was now freed from her breast, gently pressed into her hand, slid down her torso and stomach. I felt down her thigh, and gently squeezed the inside of her thigh. Then unable to resist any more, my hand strayed to the folds of her labia.
As my fingers began to trace her slit, Khloe’s eyes opened wide and her eyes looked as high as she could as she pressed her vagina into my hand, and her hands grabbed handfuls of the sheets. The orgasm rocked her body and she opened her mouth to scream.
“OH GOD!!!! TOM!!!” She screamed. “OHHHHHHHH!!!”
Then her body fell back to the bed as the orgasm passed.
I wasn’t done with her yet, not by a long shot.
I continued to stimulate her labia, and began massaging the small nub of her clitoris with my thumb. My tongue continued to swirl on her nipple as my other hand massaged her other breast.
“God, Tom. I have never felt like THISSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!” Khloe moaned, rising into a scream as another orgasm triggered from her hypersensitive vagina. “OOOHHH!! TOOOOMMM!!!”
I knew there was no way the girls down the hall couldn’t hear her orgasming. I took some pleasure in the knowledge that they knew what was going on. I wasn’t sure if they’d be masterbating to the sounds of Khloe being pleasured, but I knew if they hadn’t already been satisfied by me, they would be for sure.
“Tom, my… Sex hole is tingling, I… want you to… I need you to… have sex with me.” Khloe begged.