The Crash

Mark, however, remained troubled. Shelly had shown him a wonderful time in the glider. She had saved his life. Then, she had given him the greatest pleasure he could imagine. Never in a million years had he thought he would lose his virginity with such a perfect girl. Because of his injury, all of the work had been hers. Sure, she had cum, but that was all her doing. She had done so much for him - would he ever have a chance to do something for her?

Of course, things had to return to normal. The crash was certainly a sensation, and everyone who saw him in his cast wanted to hear all of the details. Of course, he omitted many of them from his story! The daringness of his escapade even made him a little more popular among the other students. Still, eventually the cast came off, and kids being kids, the crash soon faded into memory.

Yet, amazingly, his chance came. One day the next spring, shortly after he turned 15 (and Shelly turned 18) there was a note in his locker. Shelly was going to be home alone that night, and really wanted a chance to talk to him. They had hardly had an opportunity since the accident. She really wasn't supposed to have anyone over, so he should keep it a secret where he was going.

Mark walked to her door with purpose. The crash had changed him, too. He didn't know exactly what she wanted from him, but he knew what he was going to give her. Before she could say hello he folded her into his arms and kissed her. He kissed her again, slowly, passionately, then he kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her ear, her cheek, her chin. She looked at him with amazement. He asked her to take him to her room. Something in his eyes had changed, amazing her. Surprising herself, she led him up the stairs.

Mark pulled off his shirt, then drew her into his arms again. Gently, persistently, he covered her face with his kisses. Then he laid her down on her bed. He opened a button on her shirt, and gently kissed the skin thus revealed. Slowly he proceeded - a button then a kiss, a button then a kiss. He gently drew her shirt open, and gazed in admiration. He told her how beautiful she was, then moved up and nuzzled her neck. His lips glided down her front, never missing a spot, giving full homage to every square inch. He nuzzled around her bra, then proceeded to her stomach, licking her navel. Now he sat her up, and drew her shirt off her torso. He kissed her shoulder, then worked his way down her back, nuzzling and caressing her with his lips. He was in no hurry, and wanted to give her all the pleasure of which he was capable.

Finally it came time to unclasp and remove her bra. He leaned back and gazed at her, drawing in his breath and smiling with delight. Slowly, carefully, her traced the outline of her breasts with his finger, following with his lips. He spiraled in carefully, waiting until her breath quickened and he could feel the pounding of her heart before he finally flicked a nipple with his tongue. Again he took his time, working his way around each nipple, bringing them into full erection before finally gently drawing them into his mouth, nibbling and licking and sucking. Shelly moaned with pleasure, and he caught himself from rushing forward. He had come with a purpose, and he was far from done.

He worked his way downward, and drew off her jeans. Now it was her legs that he would pleasure. He started by kissing her feet. He pushed his tongue between her toes and licked along her arches, making her giggle. Now her moved up her calves. They were perfect in their muscular curvature. He spent extra time around her knees. Her reaction showed how much she enjoyed his lips and tongue behind them, so he stayed there for a long time. He worked up her thighs, and spent extra time nuzzling the soft flesh near her crotch.

Now he pulled off her panties. For the second time he pulled back and gazed in amazement at what he saw. His eyes teared slightly as he contemplated the wonders before him. He moved forward and kissed her outer pussy lips passionately, mimicking his earlier actions on her mouth. He gently moved them apart, and used his lips to caress her inner lips. As he felt her passion rising, he shifted to where he could flick her clit with his tongue. He now brought his fingers into play, stimulating her inner lips while his mouth worked on her trigger. As the juices running over his hand increased, he finally began to work two fingers inside her. He remembered his reading and bent them to where they should be able to reach her G-spot. Her reaction showed him when he had succeeded. Now with fingers on her G-spot and mouth on her clitoris, he drove her steadily onward until finally she exploded with orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her body, leaving her limp and spent.